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[indistinct audio on tv]

[moaning]

That was great.

Really great.

Oh, you too, Corey.

Do you think I was too loud?

Who cares?

[laughing]

I don't care.

I just thought that it might get
exciting if your parents heard.

Yeah, if my dad
walked in here and found

me sleeping with the help--

[laughing]

--yes, things would
get very exciting.

Good.

Maybe we should do
it again, and get

louder and louder and louder.
- Uh--

[indistinct audio on tv]

[dramatic music]

You like it?

Yeah.

It gets better.

[gun clicks]

[gunshot]

What was that?

I don't know.

[gunshot]

That was a gunshot.
Get me out of this.

Corey, wait.

Get me out of this now!

I took that tainted
money and threw it away.

If I had the chance--

[theme music]

NARRATOR: Most
families in Palm Beach

are like families everywhere.

There's love and
respect, Mom and Dad

teach junior what to expect from
life and how to deal with it.

How to know right from
wrong and good from bad.

It's called
nurturing, but there's

no license for being a parent.

You don't have to pass a test
or get your references checked.

And sometimes, Mom and Dad just
aren't cut out for the job.

If there's a blank place where
nurturing should have been,

junior will usually be the first
one who has to deal with them,

and frequently, the
cops will be the second.

Andre and Irena
Gerschak, Captain.

Shotgun blast, one
each, up close.

Sup, Doc?

Shooter was very frugal.

Oh.

Yeah, just when you think you
got your calluses all built up.

He was also very neat.

Picked up the empty
casings, took them with him.

Maybe it was a double barrel.

That's why I'm
not a detective,

but he was real confident.

Two shots, two bodies.

Didn't leave much
room for error.

Yeah, we don't need
much with a shotgun.

So what do you think?

Maybe pro?

Maybe the mob?

I don't know.

There was a situation
in Dade County.

Some wise guys trying to muscle
into the car wash business.

A car wash
brought all of this?

Gerschak owns 10 up
and down the coast.

Were we lucky enough
to get any witnesses?

No, but the couple's son
and the maid heard the shots.

He's out back.

She's in the kitchen.

I never saw anything
like that in my life.

Look, we could do this later.

No, I want to
get this over with.

You got to catch whoever.

Uh, do you remember
hearing anything

else besides the gunshots?

Shouting, arguing, car,
or anything like that?

No, nothing at all.

What about the alarm?

It didn't go off.

How's the alarm set up?

Well, somebody
inside can buzz you in,

or you can punch in a
code from the outside.

How many people have the code?

Um, let's see, my
mother and my father.

Me and my brother, Ron, and Mia.

Mia, is that your sister?

No, she's our--

she's our maid.

Do you have any idea where
she was when this happened?

Yeah, she was with me.

We were talking.

She was doing some
cleaning in the hall.

Kind of late for housework.

How long did it take
you from the time

that you heard the shots
until you found your parents?

I don't know.

Um-- I--

I couldn't see my--

[sobbing]

Look, we can do this
later if you'd like.

How did you do that?

It's a, uh, it's a
rash from my wristbands.

I play tennis.

Tough game.

So you were with
the Gerschak's son

when you heard the shots?

Yeah, Corey, the younger son.

How many are there?

Two.

Ron, the older one, doesn't
live in the house anymore.

You were with Corey?

Yes, yes.

We were talking.

I was doing some last
minute straightening up.

I was almost in bed
when I remembered it,

and so I just threw on a robe.

Anything unusual
happen tonight?

No.

CHRIS: Can you think
of a reason anybody

would want to kill them?

No.

None.

Only-- I probably
shouldn't say anything.

Go on.

Anything might help.

The older brother, Ron, he
was always very nice to me.

But, I don't know,
he was just strange.

What do you mean "strange?"

Always arguing with his
father or with Corey, and--

Miss Cortez, anything you
can tell me that might help,

you tell me.

I know, but sometimes boys
say things to each other

when they are angry that
they don't really mean it.

What kind of things?

Please don't tell
Corey I said this.

But one time, Ron told him he
would like to kill his father.

How's it going down here?

Good.

One's missing.

Could be our murder weapon.

Corey said that was his
brother Ron's bird gun.

Double barrel?

Mm-hmm.

12 gauge, double locks.
- Ouch.

Yeah.

Big birds.

Yeah, you know, that
stuff that the maid told

you about the older brother.

Does that, uh, seem a
little sideways to you?

Yeah, it's pretty
intimate information

to be sharing with the help.

Yeah, well
intimate's the word.

You know, I think she and
Corey are definitely an item.

Judging from the
marks on his wrist,

I would say that, uh, their
interested in a little more

than just straight sex.

You thinking kink?

Well, let's just say that
the only time my cuffs come out

are when I bust someone.

You know, of course, I
can only speak for myself.

But--

Right.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

If you're waiting for
me to admit something,

I take the fifth.

I figured as much.

One man's ceiling is
another man's floor.

The ceiling?

Wow.

Oh, I was over at
the Gerschak's mansion

going through that
gun collection.

They got at least
half a dozen pieces.

They got-- they got a .38
special, a .32 semi-automatic,

a couple of .22s, all of which
would've been quieter than that

12-gauge cannon they was using.

It's like they used
that particular weapon

to make the point.

Ah.

What, what?

You.

Good morning, how are
you, good to see you.

Oh, right, good morning.

Sorry about that.

You know, it's just-- it's
just that I hate these middle

of the night calls.

I wake up the next day, I feel
like I've been hit by a truck,

and I'm running on
straight adrenaline.

[sighs]

Anyway--

RITA: Anyway--

--the gun.

--the gun.

So, I don't know, maybe it was
not used so much for a point,

but for a reason.

Being?

Being rage
against the victims.

Shooter was familiar with it?

Or shooter knew who
the gun belonged to.

Maybe it was a frame.

How about easy to use?

A double barrel is like a wedge.

Simple to work.

You don't have to
know how guns tick.

[laughs]

Well, that really
narrows that down.

Just about like my background
check on Mia Cortez.

How'd that go?

All right.

I talked to the placement
agency about her references.

Everybody loved her.
They hated to lose her.

Why'd they let her go?

Well, Mia said that she
moved for personal reasons.

All except for the Bates family.

They were cleaned
out by burglars

and Mia was too scared to
stay, and they were very upset.

She didn't give them notice.

No, I just hate it
when that happens.

RITA: Don't you, though?

So anyway, nothing has clicked.

Not on her, yet.

You know what the weird
thing was, though?

There was this
pattern of blanks.

Six to eight weeks after each
job, no employment record.

Hm.

I knew the Gerschaks.

I played golf with Andre.

My wife had tea with Irena.

Watched their kids grow up.

They were good people.

Well, somebody sure
didn't like them.

Well, Andre could be
a bit of a hard ass.

Old country ways.

But I admired him.

The guy pulled himself
up from nothing.

You're getting
personal on this, George?

Damn right it's personal.

I want who did
this, mob or no mob.

I don't think there was a mob.

No, they usually
bring their own toys.

No, this shooter used
the victim's gun.

CHRIS: And the house was
secured like Fort Knox.

It was like an inside job.

You're not thinking
the boys are involved?

Well, we can't ignore
the possibilities.

How well do you know them?

Well enough.

Look, Andre was
pretty hard on them,

but I don't see
either one of them

capable of anything like this.

We've talked to
all the neighbors.

Nobody sees them as
a close-knit family.

Yeah, whatever
Andre did, he did

out of love for their own good.

Hey, you have kids
and then we'll talk.

It's not so easy these days.

[phone ringing]

OK.

Send him in.

Mr. Donovan.

Ron, I'm so sorry.

If there's anything
that I can do.

Yeah, you can find the
bastards who did this

and fry them.

GEORGE: We intend to.

Ron Gerschak, meet Sergeant
Lance, Sergeant Lorenzo.

They've been
assigned to the case.

I can see they're
hard at work.

GEORGE: I know you're upset,
Ron, but show a little respect,

huh?

Well, pardon
me, but my parents

just had their heads blown off.

Now why aren't you people on the
street finding out who did it?

We have been, we have been.

While you're here,
you want to tell

me where you were last night?

What?

Are you telling me
that I'm a suspect?

We're asking you the
same question that we

asked your brother, Corey.

Well?

I was at my
apartment at school.

You got someone who
can verify that for you?

Yeah.

Try my roommate.

Caught a movie at the
four-plex on Balboa, 8 o'clock.

Stopped by Cooch's, had a
pizza, a few beers, back here

12:30, 1 o'clock, and
watch a little TV.

What's this about?

Is he in some kind of trouble?

Did you see anyone
you knew at the theater?

Uh, I don't think so.

- How long you know Ron?
- Three years.

You met him here at school?

Yeah.

Now that four-plex--

that's near the campus, and
Cooch's-- that's a college

hangout, right?

Yeah.

Now you've both been
here for three years,

but you spent four
or five hours right

in the middle of
everything without seeing

anybody you know?

That sound right to you, Kevin?

That sound right
to you, Detective?

That does not sound right to me.

Got to admit, it sounds a
little soft to me too, Kevin.

All right, look, I was just
trying to do him a favor.

Yeah, well why don't
you do yourself one

and tell us the truth.

All right, look,
Ron wasn't anywhere

near campus last night.

He snuck back to Palm Beach
to be with his latest squeeze.

He snuck back?

Yeah, and if
his dad found out,

he'd get his butt
kicked around the block.

Look, Ron's on
academic probation.

He dropped out last quarter.

He's barely hanging on now.

I understand he and his old
man didn't get along too well.

Yeah, major understatement.

You think Ron hated his
father enough to kill him?

No, I didn't have the nerve.

But that's not the
way he operated.

I mean, he'd fight for
as long as he could,

and then he'd back
up, and he'd put it

all down in that book of his.

Wait, he wrote a book?

Yeah like a diary, a journal.

What do you think,
life imitating art?

There's enough in the first
10 pages alone to hang this kid.

Yeah.

He's back.

It's all right.

What are you doing here?

Maybe you can
tell us about this.

[dramatic music]

[tires squealing]

Get out of the car.

My lawyers are going
to hear about this.

Great.

We can talk about
how you just almost

ran down a police officer.

Assault with a
deadly weapon, Ron.

I lost it.

I was scared, mad.

After what we read,
I can understand that.

Come on.

All that stuff, it's just
fantasy, it's make believe.

Right.

Happiness will be making good
old dad eat into a 12-gauge.

It's not quite poetry.

Look, I'm telling you,
it was just a journal.

My father and I weren't
exactly bosom buddies.

It happens.

Most sons don't
argue their cases

with a double-locked buckshot.

Don't you think
it's just a bit odd

that everything happened
just like in your book?

My therapist told
me to write that.

It's to kind of--

it's to help me work
out my problems.

What, fantasies about
killing your father?

That's therapy?

Dad always said that I didn't
know how to do anything right.

Guess I proved him right again.

You sound like every
guy I've ever known.

All right, we all thought our
pops were too tough on us.

You don't get it, man.

He taught me to hunt.

He taught me to fish.

I played every sport
you could think of,

but he was always on my case.

If I ever tried to talk back to
him, he'd knock me on my butt.

I could never bring
myself to fight back.

Even after I was bigger than he
was, never stuck up for myself.

I guess I kind of
just basically--

disgust myself.

This all sounds a
little self-serving.

You want me to tell you
that I hated my father?

All right, I hated him,
but there's a lot of people

that I can't stomach.

It doesn't mean I go
around blowing them away.

We're not talking
about other people, Ron.

We're talking
about your parents.

GEORGE: His journal reads
like a Stephen King novel.

Pretty brutal stuff.

I never realized the hatred a
son could have for a father.

So do we file?

His alibis are blown.

Even his girlfriend said
she was only with him

part of the night.

Plus a $15 million
inheritance is a lot of motive.

Not enough for an indictment.

I read the status
report you filed.

It mentioned missing jewelry.

Could this be just a
robbery that went wrong?

Well, Corey said that
his mother was wearing

a diamond bracelet and ring.

If so, it's missing,
but we're not

going to know for sure
until the insurance

company completes its audit.

If it was a robbery,
why would they

just take a couple of pieces?

You've been in
that house, George,

you know it's full
of fanciful stuff.

Maybe the killer wanted
us to think it was robbery.

Spur of the moment idea.

Not a very good one.

Which brings us back
to Ron and his journal.

It's probably
inadmissible depending

on what judge we'd get.

I'm talking proof, people.

Look, Donovan, we
all know that you're

close with the family.

We also know that you've
bent over backwards to keep

Ron out of trouble before.

What are you talking
about, Lorenzo?

I'm talking about drunk
driving in '89, assault

and battery in '90.

Both times charges against Ron
were either reduced or dropped.

You're very close
to crossing a line.

Maybe you already
crossed the line.

Guys, look, we have all done
favors for friends before,

all right?

Now you hear this.

I resent the hell out of
what you're implying here.

And let me tell
you something else.

You bring me something
that's not circumstantial

and charges will be filed.

Am I understood here?

HUDSON: The gun's
been wiped clean.

The shooter wore gloves.

Now that smudged most of the
prints already on the piece,

but we did get a partial--

Ron Gerschak.

Where'd they find the gun?

A vacant lot, about a block
from the Gerschak house.

Well, the perp sure didn't
go to any great lengths

to hide it, did he?

No.

That club business, that
doesn't make any sense.

I mean, Ron's a smart kid.

He'd never do a half-assed job.

He would have wiped
that gun clean.

RITA: Right.

Why not just drop
it at the house?

I mean, why would you go through
the hassle of carrying it

around, taking the chance
of someone seeing you

just to dump it two doors down?

You guys think he
was set up, don't you?

Journal, it's a
gimme, a no-brainer.

if you were gonna
off your parents,

would you leave something
as incriminating

as that laying around?

No.

Say he was set up.

Who?

Who stands to gain the most?

The other heir, but the maid
gave Corey an airtight alibi.

Maybe she had good reason to.

[dramatic music]

Is, uh, something wrong?

No, nothing.

Why do you ask?

I don't know, I just--

you didn't seem as into
it as you usually do.

It's not your
fault. It's just--

I don't know, just strange.

I mean, I know your parents
wouldn't approve of this.

Well, my parents
wouldn't approve of it

if they were alive, either.

I know, but now, we ought
to respect their wishes.

Well, what if we got married?

Would that be respectful enough?

[laughing]

I am older than you.

You don't want to
marry an old woman.

Are you kidding me?

I would marry you in a second.

I would like that, but, uh,
think how that would look.

I don't care how
that would look.

I know, but the
police will care.

Baby, I think you
have to tell them.

About your brother.

About shooting your father?

Mia, I can't tell them that.

They'll think that
he killed them.

Are you so sure
that he didn't?

Thank you.

Hey, look like you just lost
your best friend or a big case.

Feel like company?

Sure, sit.

So what's on your
mind, the Gerschak case?

Yeah.

You know, there's a picture
of them I'll always remember.

Must have been 15 years ago.

We were at the club pool--

Sunny, my wife, and I.
Over at the deep end, Andre

was teaching Ron how to dive.

Kid couldn't have been
more than five years old.

Ron dove off.

Pretty good dive
for a five-year-old.

Andre caught him, told
him how proud he was,

and he carried him
back to the shallow end

where Corey was
playing by himself.

And Andre walked over to
Irena, Ron in one arm,

Corey hanging on to the other.

And the look between
Ron and Andre--

God, it was perfect.

Unmitigated love.

Father to son and son to Father.

I saw that look, and
I thought to myself,

I'm missing out on something.

I think that was
a moment my wife

and I decided to have kids.

It's a really nice story.

Or a horror story.

I mean, where did
it go wrong, huh?

I had that same look
with my own kid.

How do we avoid ending
up like Ron and Andre?

It scares the hell
out of me as a father.

No, I have this
aunt that used to say

there's only two
things that you need

to know about raising kids.

You need to love them
and let them know

that they're being offered.

The rest is up to God.

CHRIS: Thank you.

Is that a smile on your
face or just your taco lunch?

Oh, this is
definitely a smile.

I just got off the
horn with burglary

and they got an FYI out of
Miami about a team that goes in

and rips off high-end houses.

Now get this.

The maid goes in first, she
scopes out the layout, right?

Traffic, alarm codes, dogs, then
she invites the rest of them

in to clean the place out.

Really?

So they give you a
description on this maid?

And the description
fits one Mia Cortez.

Use a different name each time.

So that could explain the
blanks in her job history?

Well, that's a
possibility, but see,

there's one thing that
doesn't fit the pattern.

In all the other cases,
the families were away.

There was no confrontation
and no violence.

And the Gerschaks were
murdered in cold blood.

But still--

And one more
tidbit from burglary.

They think they found
Mrs. Gerschak's jewelry--

pawn shop on Broadmoor.

[water running]

Hi, Ron.

What are you doing here?

What does it look like?

Well, it doesn't
look like dusting,

or vacuuming, or laundry.

Oh, Ron, don't be that way.

Mia, things are kind
of upside down right now,

but it's not a vacation.

You're still the maid.

You're not a guest.

Yeah, I know I'm
just a servant.

But I live here
too, and your mama

used to let me use
this pool anytime I

wanted to on my breaks.

I'm not believing this.

You ask Corey.

He's the one who lives here.

You get your lazy
butt off that chaise

and you do what
you're paid to do.

Ron, I don't want
to fight with you.

I can be a good
friend to you, too.

Just a few minutes more.

I want to work on my tan lines.

Move it.

Now.

You can't order me around.

I work for your brother.

Oh, yeah, and I saw
what a job you did on him.

Oh, come on, guys.

Give me a break.

What kind of business
do you think I run?

We know what kind
of business you run.

That's why we're here.
Now where's the merchandise?

DEALER: Nice, huh?

RITA: Yeah, very nice.

Hm, you said a man
brought these into you?

Told me his grandma died.

Did you get a name?

Right, like I make
friends with these people.

How about a description?

Mm, lean, early 20s.

Huh, does this look like him?

Nah.

This one?

Not even close.

This guy was mean, had
tattoos up and down his arms.

[kissing, giggling]

You get rid of the shotgun?

Yeah, why wouldn't I?

Because I know you, Packer.

You greedy.

You don't think.

You might try and make a
little extra by selling it.

I ain't that stupid.

MIA: Good, because that
could blow everything.

We're going for the
big bucks this time.

I don't want anything
to screw it up.

Well, I'm getting
a little tired

waiting for that to happen.

Hey, you keep saying you got
that little pissant wrapped

around your fingers,
so when's the wedding?

Get in touch, Packer.

These things take time.

I just want you to remember
who's running the show.

Heh, I know who's
running the show.

Hey, you would never think
about cutting out on me,

would you?

Baby, I couldn't spend
all that money myself.

RON: You know what dad
said to me when I won this?

Second place in the whole state.

Maybe next year you can
come in first place.

Not "way to go" or "I'm
proud of you, son."

"Maybe next year,
you can cut it."

COREY: At least he was in
the stands watching you.

He never was for me.

Count yourself lucky.

You never had to put up
half the flak that I did.

You know, Ron, maybe
if you didn't fight

him so hard on everything.

Well, what was
I supposed to do?

Run to Mom like you?

Leave Mom out of this.

Mom always was out of it.

You and her did a great job
watching from the sidelines.

Oh, yeah, that's it.

Poor Ron.

Nobody ever stood up for him.

You haven't got a
clue, little brother.

Well, then why don't
you give me a clue?

You're always
bitching and moaning.

Dad chewed you out.

I ran to Mom.

Mom never stood up for you.

Wasn't anything ever your fault?

I thought it was all my
fault. I wasn't good enough.

You know that winter semester
I skipped at school last year?

I didn't just drop out.

I cracked up-- totally.

I still see a
shrink once a week.

I didn't know that.

I just couldn't
take it anymore.

They still didn't
deserve to die like that.

Neither of them.

You think I killed them?

Ron, there were
only five people

who knew the alarm system.

Mom and Dad are dead
and Mia was with me.

Whoa, Corey, man,
that little bitch has

really turned you inside out.

Watch your mouth.

Don't you see it?

You never even had a
girlfriend before her.

What?

Oh, come on, Corey,
don't give me that.

You practically drool every time
that little twist is around.

I've seen the
touchy-feely you do.

No, that-- that's crazy, man.

No, you're crazy,
little brother.

You better start asking
yourself some hard questions,

like what does she see?

This, man, this
is what she sees.

That little gold-digging
whore wants half of it.

I said watch your mouth.

Oh, man, you better
open your eyes.

Shut up!

Corey, don't you get it?

Just-- just don't talk
to me, Ron, all right?

Just don't.

I just don't get it, though.

How could anybody do something
like that to their parents?

Well, not an ordinary family.

Screwed-up kids come
from screwed-up parents.

Still, you know, you bring
someone into the world,

you feed them, clothe them, you
send them to the best schools.

Forgetting about
the L-word, though.

You don't think
they loved their sons?

I don't know.

I mean, that's
different for everybody.

I do know for guys that
there's this competition

thing with your pop.

I mean, you either want
to be just like him or you

want to be totally opposite.

And you said you slept
in psychology class?

Observation obviously.

You know, what bumps
for me is the mother.

It's the Oedipal thing.

The son is supposed to
want to sleep with the mom.

He's not supposed
to want to kill her.

You did stay awake.

I'm impressed.

Only for the sex parts.

You know, everybody
admits that the sons hated

their father, especially Ron.

But what's the motive
for killing the mother?

Hm.

Wait, wait, whoa.

It's got to be cash.

So our maid with
a checkered past.

You got it, and she's got her
hooks so deep into that kid,

he doesn't know up from down.

Yeah, well I think he's got
more than his hooks into her.

I think they're in this
whole thing together.

That could be.

You know what, we don't
have anything solid.

What do you say we go and shake
the tree, see what falls out?

Shake the tree?

Mm.

Yeah, I guess we used to
be close when we were little,

but, uh, Ron's always seemed to
have this, you know, attitude.

Hmm.

Must be disappointing when
you need a big brother

and he's not there for you.

Tell me about it.

All he ever wanted was
somebody he can pass the abuse

to after it came down on him.

So he gets all the
attention and you get none.

Is that why you set him up?

I did not kill my parents.

No?

What about your girlfriend?

How well do you really know her?

I know she's the
only person in my life

who's ever really
cared about me.

You didn't answer my question.

Look, this may be hard
for you to understand, OK?

I love her and she
loves me, and we're

getting out of this place.

Just take the
money and run, huh?

This-- I don't
care about this.

I never did.

Somehow I almost believe
you, Corey, but what about Mia?

I already told you
everything I know.

Oh, I don't think so.

I don't think so.

You know what I do think?

I think that you and Corey
are in on this together.

I think you plan on
splitting the inheritance.

Are you crazy?

We know where you
fenced the jewelry, Mia.

What jewelry?

Oh, we know, we know.

It's just a matter of time.

I'll be in touch.

[dramatic music]

I got her.

You idiot.

You took jewelry?

What the hell were
you thinking about?

- No, I didn't.
- Don't lie to me.

Even the cops know
where you fenced it.

Dang.

You know, we
talked about this.

This very thing.

You go in, you do
the job, you get out,

and you don't take nothing.

You couldn't wait, could you?

Always go for those
quick bucks, huh?

Hey, we should
get out of here.

All my plan and you blow it
for what, a couple of hundred?

Look, I'm telling
you, we should split.

And we still got
the alarm codes.

We hit the house one more time,
get what we can, and get out.

No, no, sit tight.

And wait for them to bust us?

Look, they don't
have it on you.

They think it was Corey and me.

There might be a way.

I'll send you a postcard.

You run like a--

Hey, I don't need your lip!

[smack]

[slap]

Don't you ever hit me.

Hit?

Oh, I'll show you hit.

Ah!

And you better remember
who's in charge here.

You bastard.

RITA: She's been inside
about half an hour.

Nothing yet.

CHRIS: Too bad we can't
hear what's going on.

Now we're going
to do what I said.

Going back over there,
grab what I can,

and we're going to
hogtail it out of here.

Yeah.

Don't you ever talk
back to me again--

ever.

You don't mind if I borrow
your car now, do you, babe?

Well, Elvis has
left the building.

[camera snapping]

Gotcha.

RITA: Right, that only
a mother could love.

[laughs]

I think he might
be the exception.

Oh, I like the tattoos.

Gotta get one of
those on your butt.

Yeah, right, in your dreams.

Yeah.

So where are we?

Uh, Ray Parker, age 25.

Right.

He did hard time twice,
once for a B&E and once

for assault with
a deadly weapon.

Also, the pawnshop owner
IDed him as the guy that came

in with the Gerschak jewelry.

CHRIS: And it gets better.

I talked to his parole officer.

The guy's been out of the
slammer for six months.

All of his addresses coincide
with the mansion ripoffs.

Bring him in.

[door slams]

Hold your fire.

Look what I found.

Oh, thank God you're here.

If you're so happy to
see us, Mia, why'd you

try to run out the back door.

Why, I thought it was
Packer coming back to kill me.

Mm.

No, I-- I swear it.

I mean, he's crazy.

Look what he did to me.

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

Well, that's a shame.

We were hoping you'd cooperate.

Want to do the honors?

Absolutely.

Mia Cortez, you are under
arrest for the murder

of Andre and Irena Gerschak.

[glass shattering]

You're that damn
kid, ain't you?

Please, just
take what you want.

You and me got
something in common, boy--

that hot little tamale
you've been sleeping with.

Look, you better
get out of here.

What, are you trying to
tell me what to do, boy?

Why, I wouldn't like that.

No.

Please, just take
whatever you want.

But you wheezy little wimp,
you are telling me what to do.

Mia told me all about you.

How you hardly hand
none once she showed up.

[scoffs]

I bet she taught
you a few things.

Hell, she even
taught me some stuff.

Oh, never been stuck
with one of these?

Hell, happens all the
time in the joint.

Yeah, you can just
be dilly-bopping down

the road-- whoop!

[laughs]

Yeah, a lot of stuff
happens in the joint.

I'll bet you never had four guys
pin your arms, hold you down.

What do you think they'd
be doing that for?

[laughs]

You know, when I'm done, I
just may have to teach you

a little bit about prison life.

Educate you.

Oh, God.

Please no, all right?

Just take whatever you want.

I won't call the
police, I promise.

No, you don't want to hurry
things up now, do you, boy?

[laughs]

Look, this was not my idea.

It's all Packer's idea.

I want to make a deal.

What kind of deal
you want to make?

Immunity.

Yeah, right, not in this life.

I can give you Packer.

We got Packer.

We just need to find
out where he is.

You give us that, then
we'll talk to the judge.

I told you.

I don't know where he is.

I guess we won't be
talking to Your Honor then.

Nah, it's pretty sad.

You're taking the whole rap
to yourself, double homicide.

If you ever do get
out, Mia, you're

going to be a very old lady.

Probably won't even get
probation until senility sets

in.

What do you think?

Where is he, Mia?

He went to clean
out the Gerschak house

before we split town.

Take her downtown.

You got to tell the judge.

You gotta!

I don't get it.

All this wasted
on you two chumps.

All I got from my old man
was a kick in the butt.

Goes to show you,
though, all this money

can't buy you brains.

That broad used you
like a dirty rag.

[dramatic music]

Yah!

[inaudible] coming to get you.

[laughs]

Come on.

Yah!

[gun clicks]

[gunshot]

You know your problem, boy?

You ain't had enough
pain in your sorry life.

But I'm going to
help you with that.

Drop it!

He means it, Packer.

Drop it.

I'll call the ambulance.

How's the shoulder?

It's OK.

You know, Mia
and Packer, they've

been talking up a storm.

They're probably going
to hang themselves.

Yeah.

Look, I know this
isn't going to bring

your parents back, but--

[sighs]

Yeah.

We helped your back.

[somber music]

You and Ron talking
to each other?

Uh, he's-- he's still
living in his apartment.

He's dropped out of
school again, though.

But you are talking.

That's good.

I heard that from his lawyer.

He hired a lawyer to
look after things.

[playing piano]

Ah, I guess--

I guess we're going to
have to sell the house.

It's little more than I need.

You should call him, Corey.

No, I--

[sighs]

Yeah, I-- I don't
think so, you know?

Look, you've got
to try and get past

what's keeping you two apart.

I mean, you and Ron are family.

You still have each other.

I just don't--

I don't see any
reason to you, know?

So you won't be so all alone.

You both have been
through a tragedy.

Somehow you got to try and
find the strength to face this.

You may never understand
it, but you've

got to try and accept it.

Uh-huh.

I appreciate you coming by.

I know what it's
like to lose someone.

And, um, if there's
anything I can do,

if you ever need to talk to
someone, please call me, OK?

OK.

Um, promise me something,
though, all right?

That you'll at least go
see Ron or try to call him?

Yeah.

You know, maybe after a while.

Good.

OK.

Don't wait too long, all right?

OK.

[theme music]