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In New York City's
war on crime,

the worst criminal offenders
are pursued

by the detectives
of the major case squad.

These are their stories.

The experts
tell us that

marriages like Dan's and Lily's
are an endangered species.

I hope not.

Because since I met
Dan and Lily eight years ago,

they have become a true source of inspiration to me.

So Dan, Lily,
I wanna give you something

that I hope
will inspire you

for the next 25 years.

Thank you, Wallace.

It's beautiful.

You're an incredible talent.

Uh, on behalf of Lily
and Rebecca and Kevin,

thank you all
for joining us today.

I can't tell you
what it's been like

to be married to Lily
these past 25 years.

I love you
so much, sweetheart.

And our wonderful children--

Rebecca,
we're so proud of you.

Kevin... KK.

Your mommy and I love you
very much, son.

We'll pick you up
just before 7:00.

Kevin, be careful
with that.

It's an heirloom.

So when do you
head back to the city?

Um, Kevin's taking a break
from his studies.

Oh, of course.
You can afford to.

Kev, we can always use
an extra pair of hands

in the framing department.

Yeah.
Sure.

Take care.

I left your dinner
in the fridge.

I might go over to this guy
I know from Saint Francis.

He's showing videos
he took in Iraq.

Can I take Mom's car?

Just be back by 10:00.

I want us
to have a talk, okay?

Will you be here

when we get home?

I'm going back
to the city

as soon as
my laundry's done.

That's Wallace.

-Bye, honey.
-Bye.

Love you too.

So tonight's the night
of the big talk with Dad, huh?

I wish I could
be here for that--

What are you doing
in Dad's desk?

Looking for
the car keys.

They're in the kitchen.

Maybe instead
of watching war porn

you should stay home

and think about what
you're going to say to Dad.

I'm just saying, if you could
put in a good word...

Your dad's a big shot.

Sure.

Those videos are nasty.

The sandbox is
a nasty place.

Damn.

You okay?

Yeah, feels like there's a knife in my ankle.

Which is weird 'cause
I don't have an ankle anymore.

It's Oxy.

It's the only thing
that helps.

Logan, Barek--now.

What's up?

Double homicide

in Nassau County.

Husband and wife.

Kid's missing.

He's got
a place uptown.

Nassau asked us
to take a look.

And you'recoming with us?

I got two weeks left
on this job.

I'm gonna have
some fun.

Don't move, son.

What's your name?

Jay.

It's not him.

If you're lookingfor Kevin,

I kicked him out two weeks agofor not paying his rent.

It's all clear.

When's the last time
you heard from Kevin?

He called methis morning.

He was trying to sell mesome tools for a BMW.

He needed money.

He's got
a drug problem.

He--he's even got
these dope dealers after him.

He owes 'em money.

Well you know
where he could be?

Does he have
a girlfriend?

I don't know anyof his druggie friends.

I--you know,when he first moved in here,

he seemed likea nice guy.

I--I don't know.

Check with Nassau.

See if you can help 'em
pick up the kid's scent.

Tell 'em we use
self-closing overlays

with the brass
rubbed finish.

Listen, I gotta
call you back.

-Logan and Barek?
-Yeah.

Carson Laird.

Sorry to interrupt
your renovation plans.

So you, uh--

You miss the kid?

I wouldn't say missed.

He left hometwo weeks ago.

You got
a real mess here.

Yeah, Dan and Lily Colemar.

They just celebrated
their 25th yesterday.

Dan had a big insurance office
in Roslyn.

We heard Kevin had just moved back in.

Are there any other kids
in the house?

No, his older
sister Rebecca--

she lives in the city.

She just got here.
Paramedics have her.

She's not in very good shape.

Louisville Slugger.

Look out.

Dent in it.

Yeah, one of his swings...

he missed
and he hit this, uh,

this metal post.

That had to hurt.

I hope the little creep
broke his arm.

So you're pretty sure
it's the kid, huh?

There's no break-in.

Those bloody shoe prints
are a similar size

to the shoes
in the kid's room.

We got this vomit over here.

That'll turn out to be his.

And the mom's SUV
is missing.

Sister said Kevin
borrowed it last night.

So yeah, yeah.
I'm pretty sure.

Kevin drove off
in an SUV,

but he tried to sell tools
from a BMW.

So, he switched cars?

Should get Detective Laird
to check for stolen Beemers.

Let's get Centralto do it.

That country cop looks likehe's got his hands full.

He stopped taking classes.

And he stopped
talking to...

Mom and Dad.

Couple of weeks ago,
he called

and he was crying.

He was broke and he askedif he could come home.

My dad...

believes everyone deservesa second chance.

How did it go when
your brother came back home?

Was he behaving himself?

I was with themyesterday.

Everything was cool.

Kevin borrowed
your mom's car.

Know where
he was going?

To watch videos somehigh school friend took in Iraq.

Kevin was here until,
I don't know, like 10:30.

Said he was
gonna go home.

Why?
Is he okay?

Uh, well...

he didn't come home
so we're concerned about him.

Maybe he shacked upwith some girl in the city.

What do you think, Marcus?

He has this girl Ilene
in the Bronx.

He was gonna set me up
with one of her friends.

But it didn't
work out.

Why not?

Started driving over there,

I wasn't feeling good.

So he brought me home.

Excuse me.

Detective Barek.

What'd you and Kevin
talk about last night?

Iraq maybe?

I told him I was
gonna be looking for work.

His dad knows
a lot of people.

Kevin talk to you
about his dad?

No.

So what happened with youand this girl last night?

Why'd you bail out?

Kevin kept getting lost.

Tried using the GPS
in his parents' car, but--

Must drive you crazy.

What kind of painkillers you on?

Oxycodone.

Oxy.

Kevin know
you had those?

Hey listen--

Marcus, you went to Iraq
and served your country.

He went to college
and got high.

He doesn't deserve
your protection.

I let him have a couple.

He got really messed up.

Told him to go home
and sleep it off.

Excuse me.
Mike?

One second.

There's a reportof a BMW.

Carjacked just off the LIE
in Queens last night at 3 AM.

Perp was male, white,
late teens/early 20s,

5'8", brown hair.

The owner was about
to get in

when the perp pushed him down,
took the car.

Thing is, he had a cut
on his forehead,

his pants were muddy,
and he was limping.

Like someone who walked away
from a car accident.

I bet his mom's SUV's
in a ditch somewhere

off the LIE.

There's blood
where his hands

were holding
the steering wheel.

Probably his parents'.

Kevin's buddy said
he used the GPS

to try to find
his girlfriend's place.

Some days
you just get lucky.

Hello, Ilene.

Police!

Don't move!
Don't move!

You got nothing
to say, Kevin?

Or maybe you already said it
to your parents.

Let's go.
Up.

Carver wants the kid
arraigned here first.

For the carjack.

Detective Laird can
take him back to Nassau County

after we're done
with him.

Well, we got dibs
on you.

You'll be arraigned within
the next 24 hours.

Until then,
you'll be a guest

of the Manhattan House
of Detention.

No, no, no, no.

You gotta let them take me back
to Long Island.

Please.

What are you
afraid of?

Has something to do
with those dope dealers
that are after you?

You know about that?

Yeah.

How'd you get
in hock to 'em?

They fronted me some meth
to sell on campus.

And I--

I didn't--

You didn't pay them?

Hmm?

You really think they could reach you in prison?

They reached all the way out
to Roslyn.

I mean,
they killed my parents.

It's all my fault.

They're crazy.
You saw what they did.

You put me in prison here,

they're gonna do
the exact same thing to me.

They know people.

Exactly how much
do you owe 'em?

$6,000.

Big Lennie and Ray-Ray.

Kevin picked 'em out
of mug shot books.

You actually believe
that crap?

The Colemars killed
over 6,000 bucks?

By a couple
of meth dealers,

it's not unheard of.

Look, with all due respect,
you were supposed to

pinch the kid
and turn him over to us.

I mean, you overstepped
the minute you questioned him
about the killings.

Yeah, well.

Kid started talking.

Right.
First thing out of his mouth.

You know, I was a city cop
for 12 years.

Who are you kidding?

You know, Nassau D.A. issued
an arrest warrant for Kevin.

I'm ready to take him.

As soon as he's arraigned
on the carjacking

he's all yours.

Well, when's that happening?

Hard to say.

Things are backed up.

You worked here 12 years.
You know how it is.

Yeah, I know how it is.

You know,
there's a spare desk.

Over in the corner.

Set yourself up.

Check them out.

Here comes one.

Okay.

Big Lennie's
got the money.

Only player missing
is Ray-Ray.

There he is.

His stash must be
inside the building.

Hey, man.

What'cha doing?

Come here.

Yo, what are
you guys doing?

Doing? Arresting you
for trespassing

and possession
with intent.

My aunt lives
in this building.

-Oh, yeah?
-And I ain't dirty.

Good ahead,
check me out.

Oh, I will.

Two mailbox keys.

What do you got
the extra one for?

You got a lot
of extra mail? Huh?

One without the name
wouldn't be yours, would it?

Aw.

That product
ain't mine.

212, 646, 718, 516--

Can I say
something, Detective?

When my lips stop moving
you can start talking.

516 area code?
Who do you know out there?

Nobody.

Must have dialed wrong.

This whole thing
is a confusion, man.

Yeah well, the 516 number
on your phone

is Kevin Colemar's
parents' place in Roslyn.

Who's this Kevin?

My lips are still moving,
Mr. Gruber.

He owed you money.

How much?

Okay.

Six grand.

He said you threatened
to kill him

if he didn't pay.

Well, some people you don't
scare 'em up,

they don't do
the right thing.

Going out there
to scare them up,

was that
Big Lennie's idea?

No.

Was this his idea?

And this?

Hey, look, no way, man.

We--we didn't do that.

Look, we just called

and talked to his old man.

He said he was gonna
cover Kevin's tab.

He said he was gonna meet us
at Penn Station Monday morning.

He was even gonna give us
an extra grand

to leave his kid alone.

But hey,
dude never showed, right?

Mr. Colemar's bank says
he withdrew $7,000 on Friday.

So maybe Ray-Ray's story
has some truth to it.

Nassau P.D. says the only cash
found in the house

was a couple hundred bucks
in a wallet in a purse.

If Dad caught junior
stealing the seven grand,

maybe that's what got
the ball rolling Sunday night.

Except when we caught
the kid,

he only had a couple of bucks
on him.

Not even a meth head

can spend seven grand in two days.

I got word they just brought
Kevin up for arraignment.

Till he makes bail,
we still own him.

See what he knows
about the money.

If you fail to appear,

your bail can be revoked.

I will make sure
he shows up.

Thank you.

Hey, Kevin--

Couple things we want to run by you

before you're on your way.

Your father took $7,000
out of the bank on Friday.

You know what
he did with it?

No.

Kevin Colemar?

Detective Laird,
Nassau County Police Department.

I've got a warrant
for your arrest

on two counts of murder.

Becky?

Don't worry, Kevin.

Mr. Kenter's getting us
a good lawyer.

Okay, let's go.

Excuse me.

Don't you hate
when there's a party

and you're not invited?

Maybe the Captain can get us
beyond the velvet ropes.

Mr. Kenterleft my parents' place.

Dad was outside
checking his watch.

He looked pissed.

I didn't want to go in.

I was afraid.

I stayed in the truck.

Well, let's make sure
we got it right.

You dropped out of school.

You had a drug problem.

You owed money
to a drug dealer.

Right so far?

Janice Connolly,
Nassau D.A.'s office.

Carolyn Barek, Mike Logan,
Major Case.

How long have they
been at it?

Over an hour.

He hasn't invoked yet.

You stayed clean
until Sunday night.

You went to a friend's.

He had Oxy.

You got high.

So now you're out in front
of your parents' house parked,

too scared
to face your dad, right?

Yeah.

Scared and ashamed?

I mean, you screwed up
big time.

And still your dad
takes you back in

because he loves you.
And what do you do?

As soon as you can,

you get wasted.

It's a crummy way

to pay him back, huh?

I know.

You're a good kid.

You just had
a little slip-up.

So how long
were you in the truck?

I don't know.

I think I passed out.

From the drugs?

The next thing you remember,
you're in the house, right?

Yeah.
I guess.

What happened in the house, Kevin?

Saw my dad on the floor.

I mean, it was all bloody.

My mom was in the bed,

and they were dead.

It was horrible.

So after blacking out from the drugs,

you came to in the house.

You found both of your parents
beaten to death

and you have no idea
how that happened?

Yeah.

Okay, Kevin, at this point,
I have to tell you something.

I mean,
I don't have to,

but you deserve
a chance to respond.

Your mother was still alive
when we found her.

She said
it was you, Kevin.

You attacked her
with a baseball bat.

No.

Why would she lie? She's your own mother.

No, it was the dealers.

Forget those guys, Kevin.

They got alibis.

But you, you blacked out in the truck.

It's not much of an alibi,
is it?

It's not possible.

Kevin, I know.

It's a terrible thing
to contemplate

killing your parents.

Drugs make people do things
they wouldn't normally do.

Let's try to make some sense
of this, all right?

Me and you together.

There was money
in the house.

Did you know that?

I saw it
in my dad's desk.

It was a lot of money.

And you took it.

-No.
-The money was missing.

You had an argument
with your father about it.

You can see
how that's possible, right?

Yeah.

Why can't I remember?

You were high, Kevin.

You lost your temper, you went to your room,

you got a bat,
and you killed your dad

and your mom.

And you pushed it
out of your mind.

I don't know.

You calling your mother
a liar?

No.

Then it must be true.
You killed them, Kevin.

You were on drugs.

You're not responsible.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

I must have--

You must have
killed them.

Is that what you mean?

Oh, God.

No.

Can you see how that
could have happened?

How you killed
your parents?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Read this.

Make sure it's everything you said.

And sign it.

No offense, but you call that
a confession around here?

It is now.

He confessed?

Something like that.

But Mr. Kenter just called
the lawyer.

We were just waiting
for a call back.

I'll try him again.
Don't worry, Becky.

We'll sort everything out.

Dad was a partner
in Mr. Kenter's business.

He's known us
since we were kids.

He knows Kevin
is innocent.

Rebecca, Kevin's
confession says

he got into a fight
with your father

about the missing money--
the $7,000.

What? That--
that can't be right.

Why not?

I saw Kevin
looking at it...

in Dad's desk
after our parents went out.

I didn't want him
to steal it,

so I just took it home.

I still have it.

I left my parents
a message about it.

Did they get the message?

They must have.

My dad always
checked his messages.

We're gonna have to go with you to get the money.

Well, that disproves one element
of the confession.

Money wasn't a motive
in the fight.

You know, I overheard Laird
talking on the phone

about self-closing
rubbed brass overlays.

Your old man
was a carpenter, right?

Self-closing overlays?

Is that a hinge? Yeah.

Ma'am, can I talk to you
for a second?

Who, um, who does
your cabinetry work for you?

They're local.
Laird Custom Wood.

They supplied the cabinets

for all three
of Mr. Kenter's stores.

Thank you.

Okay, well...

our country cop
has a sideline.

That's three stores.

A couple hundred thousand
dollars worth of cabinets.

A murder cop who's in business
with the victim's partner.

Now I don't know what they
call it in Nassau County,

but in the city we call it
a conflict of interest.

And I think I know
whose interest he's protecting.

So the mother
didn't finger the kid.

So Laird made it up.

Since when is lying to suspects
off limits?

For starters,
the kid said his dad

accused him
of stealing money,

but that can't be right
because the dad knew

that the sister took it.

You're assuming he knew.

Detectives, we have no dog
in this fight.

The murders took place
outside our jurisdiction.

Leave it alone.

Captain, Kenter had a business
relationship with the victims.

He was the last one
to see them alive

and Laird never bothered
to question him.

Kenter's gallery--

It's just inside
the county line.

In Queens.

That's correct.

Go rattle his cage.

What are they gonna do,
fire me?

Dan and Lily
spoke about the boy

having a personality change.

He had mood swings, rages.

But you helped him
get a lawyer,

so you must think
he's innocent, right?

I believe it
for Dan and Lily's sake.

His sister said you were
in business with their father,

but I thought
he was in insurance.

Dan provided the seed money
for this gallery

and for two others in
Westchester and Suffolk County.

Oh.

Stuff goes
like hotcakes, huh?

Who buys it, motels?

Um, no.

Collectors.

Your work
is very optimistic.

I can see why Dan
believed in you.

What was his cut
of the profits?

50%.

And how much
do these go for?

Well these are originals
from my Mattawin River series.

They're valued
at $50,000 a piece.

But the lithographs,
we sell them for $1,500.

You're turning your visions

into works of art.

It doesn't seem fair
that he was getting 50%.

I'm not in it
for commerce.

So the other two stores,
that was Dan's idea?

I mean, was he pushing you
to expand?

No.

Three stores is as big
as we wanted to get.

Mr. Kenter--

I'm sorry.

I need to take this call.

Barek, did you check out
the ink on these guys?

Half these guys
are ex-cons.

Cheap labor.

He talks like
he's an artist,

but he's got his eye
on the bottom line.

Kenter said
he sold to collectors.

They must all work
at city building departments.

Check this out.

"City of Syracuse,
Department of Buildings."

"Dover Township
Planning Commission."

"Village of Tom's River

Department of Buildings
and Grounds"?

The Building Department

says you're opening
two Wallace Kenter stores.

In Tom's River
in Union City.

Mr. Kenter told us
he's opening up

30 franchises
all across the country

this year alone.

Well who's paying
for your stores?

-You?
-Yes.

We secured a bank loan.

Mr. Kenter's paintings
speak to so many people.

There's so much light
and wholesomeness.

We'll make our money back in two years.

We hope.

Two years...absolutely.

Okay.

Did you ever meet Mr. Kenter's
partner, Dan Colemar?

No, we're not aware
that he had a partner.

Really?

When did you sign the papers
for this great opportunity?

Mr. Kenter's having us sign
first thing Monday morning.

We've always wanted
to own art.

Now our lives will be filled
with beautiful things.

When that cop told me
that mom said I did it,

I got scared.

Like I couldn't trust
my own mind.

Becky, I just know
I didn't do this.

If he recants his confession,
what are his chances?

Confession doesn't
go away.

Kevin signed it.

He wasn't under duress.

It'll be an uphill battle
at best.

My associates will come
talk to you tomorrow.

He asked me to talk to you kids
about his retainer.

He said
he'll need $100,000.

Oh, my God.

Is that how much
it's going to cost?

It'll cost much,
much more.

But I don't want you
worrying about that.

Your dad took a chance
on me eight years ago,

and, um, I can't
help him now.

But, uh, I can do
the next best thing.

By helping you kids.

Three stores Kenter
has now take in about

a half a million dollars
a year each.

So figure
30 times that.

Franchise owners keep 30%.

The rest goes to Kenter.

And half goes
to Dan Colemar,

if he was still around.

Five and a quarter
million dollars a year?

Pretty good reason
for Kenter

to paint him
out of the picture, huh?

Colemar's share should pass
to his kids, no?

See what they know
about it.

Wholesome painter
whacks his partner.

I'm gonna miss this job.

I never really liked
Mr. Kenter's paintings.

There was something cheesy

and a little creepy
about them.

But daddy used to cry
at movies.

That stuff
was right up his alley.

Well he must have trusted
Mr. Kenter, too.

Oh, sure.

Dad said Mr. Kenter
had small-town values.

How'd they get along,
business-wise?

You ever hear
any complaints?

No.

I think dad thought he made
a good investment.

Turns out he did.

Mr. Kenter said dad's share
was worth

six times what he invested.

He just happened
to mention that?

He offered to buy out
dad's share.

To help pay
for Kevin's defense.

Oh, well how much
did he offer?

$300,000.

Tell us you didn't
sign that paper yet.

We did.

He gave us
a cashier's check.

He said it would be a shame
to have to sell our big house

to pay the bills.

Big house.

Huh.

That's how he put it--
our big house.

Envy.

There's a small-town value
for you.

Wonder what a small-town cop
has to say about it.

Of course I knew they were
business partners.

But did you
look into it?

The kid confessed.

Did you look into it?

I didn't know
about the franchises.

Hey, Laird,
we're trying not to think

you looked the other way
on purpose.

We know about
your side business--

Laird Custom Wood.

We know Mr. Kenter's
a good customer.

That's got nothing
to do with it.

But you know what this is gonna look like?

The kid signed the confession.

You saw him.

We saw a skilled investigator

manipulate a frightened,
unstable boy

into signing a--a collection
of cherry-picked statements

without the benefit
of counsel.

Hey, man, you made a snap judgment at the crime scene.

Everything pointed
to that kid.

But believe me, I know how wrong
a snap judgment can be.

We're giving you a chance
to revisit this decision

before the D.A.
indicts Kevin for murder.

Well the morning after
the murders,

Kenter called to give me
an earful about that kid.

You know, all the grief
he gave to his parents.

Every day he called.

You know, working me.

Just never crossed my mind
that he--

I'm sorry,
you haven't presented me

with any reason not
to indict Kevin Colemar.

Look, Kenter looks like
he had a motive.

Motive isn't evidence.

All the actual evidence
points to Kevin.

Detectives, aren't you
way out of your jurisdiction?

You're interfering
with their case.

Didn't I tell you
to leave it alone?

You could take jurisdiction,
Counselor .

Kenter's main store's
in Queens.

For all we know, that's where
he hatched the plot

to kill the Colemars.

Hatched it with whom?

He hires a lot of ex-cons.

Some with priors that would make
your hair stand on end.

Bring me a case.

All the ex-cons Kenter hires
live in halfway houses.

We checked.

They were all tucked in
by 10:00 on Sunday night.

Now here's something
very interesting.

One of the parolees Kenter
interviewed--Jules Bremner.

Says here he missed an interview
for a construction job

the morning after
the murders.

Told his parole officer
that he injured his shoulder

that weekend
and couldn't work.

Colemar's killer slammed a bat
against a metal post.

That could throw out
a shoulder.

I had an interview with Kenter
two months ago.

I guess, uh,
I didn't meet his needs.

I do something wrong?

Well, you haven't had much luck
with job interviews, huh?

We heard you had a...

little missed appointment
a week ago.

Something about
your shoulder.

Yeah, I threw
it out bowling.

Sunday night,
Jamaica Lanes.

It's funny how you knew
I was gonna ask.

I know the drill, officer.

Yeah, well,
how about this drill--

We checked
your employment records.

Last month
you worked five days.

So how do you afford
the rent on this place?

Not to mention the television
and video games.

Okay look, I do a few days
a week for Kenter off the books.

Driving a truck.

Cleaning,
whatever he needs.

Look, don't make trouble
for him, okay?

He gave me a break
when nobody else did.

Look, I gotta catch a bus
for this job training thing.

What's with this
Iraqi military service bar?

You know somebody in Iraq?

I got that
at a flea market.

You know,
support the troops.

Most people get
a bumper sticker.

Flag's ripped.

Was there something else
pinned here?

No, look--I really gotta make it
to this job training.

You don't want me
violating my parole, do you?

I called Kevin
that Sunday afternoon.

I asked him to come over.

Why?

We're just trying to plug
some holes in his story.

You said you weren't close
in high school?

He was a rich kid.

So why ask him over?

A lot of my good buddies
from high school

aren't around anymore.

Weren't you hitting him up
for a job that night?

His dad has
a lot of connections.

Like the painter
who owns all the stores.

Oh, yeah, Wallace Kenter.

How do you
know about him?

Your father?

No.

Not your stepfather.

She means
your real father--

Jules Bremner.

Did he, uh, tell you to ask Kevin over

for a little
R & R that night?

I gotta go to PT.

All right,
hold on a second.

Wait a minute.

I don't know
my dad, okay?

He's been in prison.

I don't want
to talk about him.

Mom, going to PT.

Sorry, Mrs. Randolph.

Talking about his father
always upsets him.

He was just a kid
when Jules went away.

I keep hoping we've heard
the last of that man.

And he called him?

As soon as he got out.

He had this wild idea that Jules
was some kind of Robin Hood.

For awhile, he was spending almost every day with him.

And not lately?

Jules keeps calling,

but Marcus wants me to say
he isn't here.

I don't remember seeing
that Purple Heart

the last time
we were here.

Marcus thought
he lost it.

Thank God last week it turned up
in one of his bags.

Don't worry
about those cops, okay?

Now you and me...

we know what we know.

And that's where
it's gotta stay--

between us.

Look at me.

Everything I've done
since I got out

is because I wanted to be
a good father to you.

To provide for you.

I've already got somebody
who does that.

Stepfather is not the same.

I sweated with you every minute
you were over there in Iraq.

I bled with you.

You understand?

I'm not
some rich kid, Marcus.

I'm your dad.

The way it looks,
Kenter hired Jules Bremner

to kill the Colemars.

And Jules used his son
to get Kevin out of the house

during the killings.

Used his son?

Yeah.

You're not sure the son knew
what was going on?

Well he might have
figured it out by now.

If this case rests
on Marcus Randolph,

I'm not holding out
much hope.

Me, either.

I mean, we'd have
to turn him against a father

he's idealized for
the last ten years.

Well maybe I've seen too many
Wallace Kenter paintings,

but I'm actually
feeling optimistic.

I'm guessing that
that Purple Heart

didn't just show up.

Or even get lost
in the first place.

Have a seat.

Let me explain about
this material witness warrant.

You think
I know something.

That's right.
You know something.

And you're gonna tell me
what it is.

Are you gonna
beat it out of me?

No.

You're gonna tell me
because you want to.

Let me
show you something.

I know you've probably
seen worse over there.

What kind of person
would do that, I wonder?

What do you think?

You must have
an opinion, Marcus.

Me, I think it...

must be like some kind of
an animal or something.

Maybe he had his reasons.

What could they be?

Back in Iraq, we put some
serious hurt on people,

but it was for
a greater good.

Good intentions?

That's what this guy had?

Good intentions?

I don't know.

Sounds to me like
you spend a lot of time

making excuses for people.

Probably had to
with a dad like yours.

I know I had to
with my old man.

Since your father's
been out of prison,

you two have been
making up for lost time.

Your mom says you spend practically every day together.

I mean, what do you guys
do together, play video games?

We saw the whole setup.

No. Lately I've been busy
with my PT.

Right, she mentioned you've
been dodging his calls.

Something happen?

Nothing.
I just got busy.

You didn't get busy.

Something happened.

What?

You tore the Purple Heart
you gave him

off the flag
in his kitchen.

Why'd you do that?
You took it back, why?

It was nothing.

No, it's not nothing.

It's means something to you,
that medal.

Honor.

Sacrifice.

The greater good.

Isn't that why
you gave it to him?

To show respect?

To inspire him to stay
on the straight and narrow?

I guess.

But something happened.

He lost your respect.

What did he do?

Did he do that?

After he used you to get Kevin
out of the house?

It wasn't my dad.

It's that rich kid.

He's a punk.

He's used to getting
whatever he wants.

Oh, come on.

Listen.
I grew up poor.

I don't like
rich people either.

But it's not about them.

Why not?

Why should I care
about some rich punk?

My father went to prison
'cause he didn't have any money.

It's not about your father.

And it's not about Kevin.

It's about you.

You being your own man.

That's why you
joined the service.

You know how I know that?

It's why I became a cop.

We did it to show that
we're nothing like our dads.

I can't send him back
to prison.

You think
by not telling the truth

that you can change him?

He won't change.

You can't keep him
out of jail.

But lying will change you.

But my dad--

You didn't make
all those sacrifices in Iraq

to come back here and lie.

For a killer.

A greater good, Marcus.

That's what you and I
swore to do.

To serve the greater good.

You know what that is.

Did he tell you
what he did?

Yeah.

Because you asked him?

I called him that night.

After Kevin dropped me off.

He wasn't home.

So I went over
Monday morning.

And his shoulder
was all messed up.

I asked him where he was
the night before.

But he couldn't
tell me.

You started
to put it together.

I asked him if it
had anything to do

with why he made me
invite Kevin over.

And I kept at him
until he told me.

And what did he tell you?

He said he...

got hurt doing a job
for Mr. Kenter.

And the job paid so well that he
could help me out with college.

And what was the job?

The greater good, Marcus.

You're almost there.

He said that Kenter
gave him the keys

to Kevin's parents' house.

And he and another guy
went in there...

and killed them.

And he said he did it

so he could be
a good father to me.

Can you believe that?

Step into him.

This court hereby grants
the People's motion

to dismiss the murder charges
against the defendant.

And furthermore orders
that all records

pursuant to this matter
be expunged.

Mr. Colemar,
you're free to go.

Thank you.

Case D-225.

People vs. Wallace Kenter
and Jules Bremner.

Two counts second degree murder.

One count conspiracy.

Kevin agreed to one year
of court-ordered rehab

and two years of probation
for auto theft.

There was a bottle of single
malt in my bottom drawer

never been opened.

I sent it to your office.

I'll savor it with the memories,
my friend.

You two behave.

Hey, Captain.

Thanks.

Logan, I'm assigning you
that desk.

Grab it before the new guy
puts somebody else there.