All language subtitles for Silk Stalkings S02E21 Look the Other Way 1080p Peacock WEB-DL AAC 2 0 H 264-CHDWEB (1)_track3_[eng]

Woo, Lucille.

[music on radio]

Oh, it's a fine scent.

Ha.

Good to go, going good.

I am really getting tired of
you and this whole situation.

You can just talk to her.

I'm sure she's [inaudible].

[yelling]

Leave me alone!

You're the biggest jerk and
the biggest mistake of my life.

[chatter]

No!

[chatter]

Oh, you're going to push me?

Well, why don't you hit me.

Why, that's a good idea.

Maybe I should.

KAREN: I'm not some dog
you can just pick up and--

MAN: Just be reasonable.

Will you stop being
so unreasonable?

I'm not getting
in the car with you.

Hey!

I'm not a dog you
can just push around.

Whoa, stop, police officer.

We got a problem here?
- No.

No, problem, officer.

No problem at all.

Just a little disagreement.

I'd like to hear that from
the lady if I could, sir.

No, really, it's OK.

I mean, it's not OK,
but there's no trouble.

Karen, sorry.

We can work this
out, I swear it.

Please?

You OK?

Thank you, officer.

Look, if you need to call
somebody, a cab or a friend,

I got a phone in my car.

No, really.

Everything's fine.

It'll work out.

Well, if it doesn't
work out, you don't need

to take the abuse, all right?

Just get on the phone.

See, sometimes there is a
cop around when you need one.

You can call any
time, home and office.

Thank you, Sergeant Lorenzo.

What's your name?

It's Karen Daniels,
and thank you.

[car starts]

[phone ringing]

Lorenzo.

KAREN (ON PHONE): Sergeant
Lorenzo, it's Karen Daniels.

Karen, what's up?

KAREN (ON PHONE): You
said if I need help,

you said I could call you.

I have to tell someone.

Karen, where are you?

KAREN (ON PHONE): Wait.

Karen?

[dial tone]

[theme music]

Hello?

KAREN (ON PHONE):
It's Karen Daniels.

I couldn't talk before.

Karen.

KAREN (ON PHONE): I
need to talk to you.

OK.

Look, why don't you come
by the office tomorrow,

say, around 10:00 AM?

KAREN (ON PHONE): No,
no, it can't wait.

Please, you got to come now.

OK, Karen, just calm down.

Tell me where you are.

NARRATOR: The Hotel Excelsior
is what's euphemistically

called a residence hotel.

It's a good example of
the decay that takes over

when the money moves
on, and a good argument

for urban renewal.

What it really is is one
step away from sleeping

in the street, and in
the middle of the night,

it can seem like the
end of the Earth.

Karen?

Sergeant Lorenzo.

[gun clicks]

[gunshot]

[groans]

Hold it!

[gunshots]

Will somebody call an ambulance?

[dramatic music]

Karen?

Karen?

Karen?

[gasping]

RITA: How you feeling?
- Well, I'm fine.

I'm cool.

Did you see the other guy?

Dead.

So how does it look, Vicky?

It's through and through.

Bullet passed under
the muscle wall,

but it didn't hit any bone.

If it had, we could be looking
at a very different picture.

You're one lucky cop, Lorenzo.

We'll get to the
hospital and draw you

some big time painkiller.

You may feel all right
now, but believe me,

honey, that's going to be sore.

- Thanks, Vic.
- I'll be right back.

- Great.
- It's a preliminary here.

Well, we got an
ID on the shooter.

His name is Jack Moran,
he's a local hired gun.

Strictly street-level
talent, but his reputation

says that he is not a
guy that tends to miss.

He didn't miss.

I just didn't miss a
little better than him.

Have a history with this guy?

No, never heard
of him, Lieutenant.

Then why is he trying
to turn out your lights?

I don't know.

I wish I hadn't shot him so I
could beat the crap out of him

and find that out, Lieutenant.

Just what were you doing here
in the middle of the night?

And you have no backup, no
calls to anybody, Chris?

Look, I'm telling you,
man, it was no big deal.

I think it's a very big deal.

Look, early this
morning, I'm driving

home on Beach Boulevard, OK?

I see a couple having a problem.

I stop, we talk about
it, they calm down.

I gave the lady my
card, they drive away.

So did you get a description
of the car, tag number?

It's in my coat pocket.

These people have names?

Karen Daniels.
I don't get the guy's name.

Anyway, this Karen Daniels
calls me two times this morning.

The first time she called, she
was too scared, so she hung up.

But the second time, she calls,
she tells me to meet her here.

Come on, Lieutenant,
it was just an address.

I didn't know it was
such a fancy place.

She sounded like she was scared.

And that was it?

Yeah, that was it.

It seemed like nothing serious.

She just seemed
like a good-looking

lady that was afraid of her
boyfriend, and the boyfriend--

he didn't seem that dangerous.

So you have no idea who
might have hired Moran

and why the girl set you up?

None, and believe
me, I wish I did.

Get yourself sewed up.

We'll pick this up later.

Thanks.

- Here, let me help you up.
- Thanks.

Sure.

CHRIS: Yeah, I like this.

RITA: What?
CHRIS: What do you mean what?

Come on, tuck it in.

Don't push your luck, Sam.

Oh, man.

Well, where are you
going to be, Lorenzo?

I guess you'll be
taking some time.

Like you care, Galbraith.

Shot and killed
a citizen, cowboy,

and I'm on the
shooting review board.

Don't you think
Internal Affairs

can at least wait until
he gets stitched up, Rudy?

That would be nice.

Hate to break this up.

See you, Galbraith.

I'll-- I'll run the
plates for you, all right?

What plates?

So I'll meet you
back at your house?

No, I'm going to be in.

Chris-- Vicky,
would you at least try

to talk some sense into him?

Like he would listen.
RITA: I know.

RUDY: What plates?

Oh, nothing, Rudy.

It's just a little
routine traffic violation.

Nothing you'd care about.

Couldn't be helped.

It's just one of those
random things that happened.

Now we're involved
with killing a cop.

We?

I have to clean up your mess.

I wanted to take care of
Karen earlier, remember?

A problem left unsolved turns
into an even bigger problem.

Here's the balance
of Moran's fee.

Can we trust him?

He's worked with us before.

He's reliable and he's good.

OK, I'll take it to him.

You have time.

Well, the room's
already paid for.

No sense letting it go to waste.

RUDY: Oh, I'm not
being harder on Lorenzo

than I would on anyone else.

I just want the truth.

So talk to Chris, Detective.

I wasn't there when it happened.

Cop talks to his partner.

It's important that
Lorenzo understand

that he should come forward.

It's the best thing he can do.

You should talk to him.

You have to believe that.

It's better for him.

Well, I'm sure Chris
will help you all he can.

You should come
forward too, Rita.

With what, Rudy?

You know something illegal,
an illegal thing going on,

and you don't come forward?

Prosecution calls that a felony.

You should tell
me what you know.

It's better for you.

What exactly would you like
me to tell you, Detective?

Help me out a little bit here.

Moran was a known felon.

What did Lorenzo
have to do with him?

Why were the two of them
huddled up in that rat hole?

What if someone paid
Lorenzo to whack the guy?

Whack-- no, the guy
tried to whack me.

What's he talking about?

Chris, don't worry about it.

There is no way that he
can build a case for that.

Just the idea that I was in
business with Moran is a crock.

Yeah, it could
shoot your reputation

right down the tubes.

Which means I've got to
find out why I was set up,

and who did it.

- Chris, you're staying home.
- Oh, come on, look.

I got some industrial strength
painkillers from the hospital.

Not 100%, but I'm cool.

Yeah, you should
still be in hospital.

You know that, don't you?

Yeah, they wanted
me to spend the night,

but I couldn't do it.

I feel fine.

Look, you go on.

I got to change.

I'll be in soon.

Go on.

All right, I'll see you later.

Good morning.

Hi.

Lieutenant Lou
Hudson, Detective

Sergeant Rita Lance,
this is Jennifer

Colson of WEKB television.

- Hello.
- Hello.

I, uh, heard about Lorenzo.

How's he doing?

He's, uh, he's
all right, George.

Yeah, could've been a lot worse.

Good.

Now then, Jennifer wants to
do a piece on the department.

It would be good for public
image and a morale boost

for the troops.

We ran it by the deputy chief,
and he agrees it's a good idea.

Oh, he does, huh?

He left it to you to tell me?

I had to take it to him.

He has the clout to say yes.

Whereas I could
only have said no.

And would have.

And would have.

What does the department
have to do with this?

JENNIFER: I'm not
the department.

You.

And what do I have
to do with this?

JENNIFER: You're a woman in
what used to be a man's job.

A dangerous job.

It's a point of view piece.

All I need is to tag along
with you for a few days.

No, I'm sorry.

I couldn't do my job
if I had a camera

crew hanging on my sleeve.

No camera crews.

Just me.

I shoot all the pictures myself.

I know a dozen different
ways to do this.

It's very unobtrusive,
and I wouldn't

be with you all the time.

Uh, I don't think
so, Miss Colson.

I really don't have the
time for you right now.

Plus, as you know, my
partner has just been shot.

Oh, that's the focus--

the shooting.

Over the next few
days, you and I talk

about you and your partner.

What happened and how it
affects you personally.

How it affects where
you both do your jobs.

Nice to have met
you, Miss Colson.

Lou, you can't buck
the deputy chief.

He's already approved the idea.

Lieutenant, maybe-- maybe
we can work something out.

As long as I get
to call the shots.

You do not show me or my
partner's face on television.

You only shoot when and
where I tell you you can.

And as soon as we disagree,
I get to pull the plug.

You've got a deal.

OK, that's terrific.

Terrific.

Hello, Sergeant.

Hello.

So who's your, um, visitor?

Jennifer Colson, meet
Detective Galbraith.

Oh, TV reporter.

I've heard of you.

Is that right?

Two years ago, Dade County,
Chicky Fritz, did a job on him.

Cut him off at the knees.

He's a crooked cop.

He deserved it.

Well, from what I understand,
he gave you a present that

wasn't exactly gift wrapped.

I think maybe you were
getting even with him.

Looks like he
got even with me.

He got me fired.

He's still on the
[inaudible] county

and I'm stuck out here
in Palm Beach with you.

Rudy, I need the
physical evidence

from the Jack Moran shooting.

Well, you know
I can't do that.

Not before I make
my recommendations

to the shooting review board.

And while I wait for you,
everything gets cold.

Well, you can wait.

Whatever is there is
whatever is there.

It won't get cold.

And with me holding on to
it, it won't disappear.

OK, I don't have much, but
what I do have is casings

from Lorenzo's 9 millimeter.

Cigarette butts on the
windowsill, a roll of dough,

and wallet, and Lorenzo's
card in this pocket.

Really?

That's it.

You keep quiet about what
you heard about this.

All right.

Thanks, Rudy.

What are you doing here?

You're supposed to
be at home resting.

I wanted to come
in and write down

everything I can remember about
last night before I forget it.

I'm Chris Lorenzo.

Hi, Jennifer Colson.

Nice to meet you.
- The reporter?

That's right.

Nice to meet you.

You get anything?
- Yeah, yeah.

I ran Karen Daniel.

She has no record, no nothing.

Then I ran the tags
on the BMW, and

the registered owner is former
state senator Fletcher Stanton.

Yeah.

[whistles]

So who's who, Sergeants?

I'm Detective Lance, sir.

Nice to meet you.
- Thank you.

Chris Lorenzo, sir.

Nice to meet you.

Another detective?

No, she is an observer.

Trainee?

Something like that.

Huh.

Actually, Miss Colson
is a television reporter.

She's going to be on
a ridealong with us

for a couple of days, sir.

Well, glad to have you
with us, Miss Colson.

I'll watch what I say.

You look like a kid in a
candy store, Sergeant Lorenzo.

Well, I feel like a kid
in a candy store, sir.

You have beautiful surroundings.

Topped with a
good sense of humor.

We have a wedding
here next week.

Most of these young
ladies are here for that.

A wedding, Senator?

Oh no, no, not me.

It's my youngest
daughter, Alicia.

She's marrying my good
friend, Judge Marcus Bolland.

Marcus Bolland-- you
know, I thought I knew

all the judges in Palm Beach.

Never heard of him.

He's on the bench in Dade
County, but he's giving that up

and he's moving up here
and opening a law practice.

Good for him.

So what can I do for him?

Senator, do you, uh,
do you own a white BMW

with the license plate NFC-61V?

We've got a Beamer.

I'm not sure of the plates.

Was anyone driving it
around 1 o'clock this morning?

Well, you overestimate
me, Sergeant Lorenzo.

I mean, I haven't seen 1 o'clock
in the morning in 20 years.

It could have been anybody,

It would be a man.

Early 40s, about six
foot, medium build?

I don't know, but I'd
be glad to check into it.

Good, that'd be great.

Do you think we could
look the car over, sir?

Sure Wesley, could
you come here a minute?

What happened to your
arm, Sergeant Lorenzo?

Accident.

The man driving
my car last night

have anything to do
with that accident?

No, sir.

Wesley, would you take
these folks out to the garage?

They want to have a
look at one of the cars.

Sure.

Officers Lance,
Lorenzo, Ms. Colson.

Uh, Senator, if
you don't mind,

I'll just stay and chat
with you for a few minutes.

I've seen a car before.

- Right.
- Thank you, sir.

You're welcome.

- Here It is.
- Great.

Is anyone driving the car today?

Oh, yes, everyone
uses the Beamer.

Judge Boland's been using it
just this morning to take it up

to his new office.

Forget about the fingerprints.

So, the judge lives here, huh?

For the last few months,
and until the wedding.

Actually, he's been, like,
part of the family for years.

What is it you're looking for?

Well, there was an incident
on Beach Boulevard last night.

We think this car might
have been involved.

I don't know.

I don't think so.

- Why not?
- Well, there was a party.

All of our people were here.

This man was 6-foot, medium
build, about 40 years old.

It was a big party.

What happened to your arm?

CHRIS: Got shot.

WESLEY: You think
someone in our car

had something to do with it?

CHRIS: No, somebody else.

- Did you catch him?
- Yeah.

Well, what happens to
somebody who shoots a cop?

He's dead.

DORA: Damn cops.

You always had it in for Jack.

I mean, he wasn't no angel,
but he wasn't so bad either.

Miss Lee, do you mind if
we look around a little bit?

Oh, I don't care.

But if you find some reason
that you had to shoot Jack,

I want to see it.

What kind of work
did Jack do, Dora?

He did night work.

Night work?

Jennifer.

Look, he did whatever he
could get to do, and a lot of it

was at night.

I never did ask a lot.

Was he here last night?

Yeah, till around 1:30.

Then the phone rang, and he
talked for a while and left.

That was the last
time I saw him.

Did he say anything to you?

No, he just made
up some instant

and smoked a couple joints.

Joy, you mind if
I take this with us?

What for?

I'll make sure that
it gets back to you.

No, I don't care.

What difference does it make?

Thanks, Dora.

This is Jennifer Colson
reporting for WPKB News.

What do former senator Fletcher
Stanton, a dead gangster

named Jack Moran, and a Palm
Beach homicide detective

have in common?

What was that?

JENNIFER: That's what we'll be
finding out as police follow

a confusing trail of clues
while they try to unravel

the attempted murder last night
of Detective Chris Lorenzo,

each night this week on WPKB--

Oh, no.

JENNIFER: 6 o'clock news.

Dammit, Marcus, you're
not listening to me.

Again, you're not
listening to me.

You don't seem to be
able to keep your fly

or your mouth shut.

Fletcher, you're overreacting.

I told you to not get
involved with Karen Daniels

to begin with, but
you wouldn't listen.

And not only that,
you've told her enough

about our business to
compromise us both,

and she tried to do just that.

Karen's gone.
She's not a problem.

I took care of it.

You took care of her.

How many times have I
heard that, Marcus, huh?

Too damn many.

If it weren't for my
daughter, I'd bring

this partnership to an end.

No, Fletcher, it's
too ingrown for that.

You try and cut me loose, you'll
bleed to death in the process.

All right, so we've got
Karen in the senator's car,

and now we have Jack
Moran in the same car.

So unless the note
was from somebody else,

Moran handed it off, they
dropped it in the car.

For now, let's just
say he didn't have it.

That doesn't sound
too good for Karen.

You know, this
looks like it could

be part of a street address.

355-- that could
be street numbers.

With the word CORM--

maybe she went
for a street name?

Detectives.

How about some--

RUDY: Why, hi, Jennifer,
our favorite reporter.

We got chewed out--

royally chewed out because
of your stunt on the news.

Guys, you did
not get censorship

and we went into this thing.

No, but I did get
pull the plug, which

is exactly what I am doing.

Really?

Really?

Don't be too quick.

Why not?

That's him.

Who?

That's the guy that was
in the car with Karen.

Meet Judge Marcus
Boland, future

son-in-law and
longtime political

protege of Fletcher Stanton.

This was in Miami,
like, three years ago,

I was just cutting my teeth
in the news department.

Boland's first marriage
was coming unraveled.

At first, rumors
of another woman.

Woman named Karen?

Name never came out.

Fletcher Stanton's people dried
up every scrap of publicity

like it wasn't happening.

When I heard Boland's
name in your description

today back-to-back, magic.

What's the connection
between Boland and Stanton.

Oh, I asked my
friend in Miami, one

who faxed me Boland's picture.

9 or 10 years ago, Boland
was an assistant DA

in South Dade prosecuting
case against one

of Stanton's companies.

Toxic waste thing.

A dead bang conviction
was thrown out

for lack of evidence.

Sounds like the start of
a beautiful relationship.

You've got it.

Boland was a sitting
judge in less than a year.

So when Boland scratches,
Stanton smiles, and vice versa.

Politics as usual.

Now if Boland's description
rang a bell for you,

you know it had to ring a
bell for the senator as well.

I think it's time that
we talk with the judge.

Yeah, so do I, but I'd like to
get him away from Camelot South

from underneath
the senator's wing.

What do you think?

New office?

Yeah, yeah, I'll see
if I can get the address.

It smells like a Chinese
restaurant in here.

Help yourself,
Lieutenant, help yourself.

Just dispatched units
to a 911 in Jack Moran's.

Caller said Dora Lee is on
the roof threatening to jump.

Said she might be
hopped up or drunk.

Maybe both.
Be careful.

All right.

Thanks, Lieutenant.

Now, I want you
to stay way back.

In a situation like this,
there's no telling what

would make somebody jump.

I'm not a player,
sergeant, just a reporter.

Just remember that when
we get upstairs, Jennifer.

Ma'am, you've got to
step back from there.

Ma'am?

Get away from me.

It's OK.

I'll stay right here.
You do me a favor.

I'm afraid of heights.

Can you step back for me?

What's your name?

WOMAN: Dora.

All right, Chris, why
don't you talk to her.

I'll try to get close.
- No, no.

Hold on a second.
You talk to her.

I'll be sneaking
around the back.

No.

Listen, you're hurt.

You're not gonna be
able to hold her.

Now, you will probably be
able to keep her attention

longer because
she knows that you

are the cop that shot Moran.
- All right.

All right.
You go that way.

Don't you move.

Yes, sir.

Can you take a step back?

[woman crying]

Dora?

Hey.

Do you remember me?

Stay away from me.
No.

Leave me alone!

OK, all right.

We'll just all just
relax, take it easy.

Everything's going to be OK.

You know, I bet Jack wouldn't
want you up here like this.

Did you think about that?

But I-- I killed Jack.

[crying]

SERGEANT: No, you
didn't kill Jack.

Dora, some day-- hey, Dora!

Look, somebody else is
responsible for that, not you.

God, I'm so sorry.

He lied to me.

Everybody lied to me.

Dora!

Dora!

[distant screaming]

[grunting]

You can't blame yourself
for what happened to Jack.

It's not your fault.

He lied to me.

He told me that it was a
surprise for a buddy of his.

I didn't know.

He told me that that
cop was a friend of his.

I didn't know.

Wait, Dora, you knew that
Jack was meeting a cop?

Yeah.

Jack would do crazy stuff
like that sometimes.

I mean, he woke me up.

It was the middle of the night.

All I wanted to do
was go back to sleep,

so I did what he said.

I said that my name
was Karen Daniels.

Hold on a second, Dora.

You made one call?

Yeah.

I thought it was a joke.

I didn't know anyone
was going to get hurt.

I didn't know Jack was
going to get killed.

Thanks.

RITA (VOICEOVER):
Judge Boland wasn't

expected at his new
office until mid morning.

So we went back
to The Excelsior.

Did Rudy find
anything in here?

No.

Just some cigarette
butts on the windowsill.

Cigarette butts.

Seven smokes-- so if he
smoked them all in a row,

we're talking 30,
40 minutes, right?

Right.

Window's not busted.

Rudy find a room key?

No.

Somebody let him in.

Maybe somebody
with a master key.

Should go talk to the manager.

[man shouting]

[loud click]

Open up!

Police officers!

Police officers!

Open the door!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

What do you want?

What's going on here?

What?

Nothing.

Collecting her rent.

He hitting you?

No, I hit him.

He likes it.

Hey, y'all get out of here.

You ain't got no right.
You got a warrant?

[grunting]

You don't move!

You all right?

[grunting] I'm fine.

You got a name, pal?

Yeah.

Eddie Diggs.

All right, Mr. Diggs,
you listen to me.

You're going to calm down,
and you're going to answer

a couple of questions.
You got it?

Yeah, sure.

Sorry.

Sit on the bed.

[panting] [coughs]

You OK, Eddie?

Yeah.

Now, you know what happened
here yesterday morning?

Yeah, I heard.

You know Jack Moran?

How did he get into room 200?

I let him in.

Why?

He slipped me a 20, all right?

Hey, but I had no idea it was--

Yeah, right.

Was anybody with him?

I didn't see but Moran.

Who owns this place?

[scoffs] I don't know.

[chuckles] I don't know,
some company with initials

for a name, S&B, Incorporated.

You got an address?

Nah.

Nah, they pay their bills
from someplace south of here,

in the islands.

S&B, as in--

--Stanton and Boland.

Karen and I had been
involved for some time, ever

since my first marriage.

When my engagement to Alicia
Stanton was recently announced,

Karen became unreasonable.

She followed me
here to Palm Beach.

I was trying to end it gently.

But she just went off
and got out of hand.

That's when you saw us.

Where is she, judge?

I'd like to see her.
- I don't know.

I haven't seen her
since that night.

I got a call from
Karen later that night.

She sounded scared.

Well, you've got to realize
that Karen is emotionally

and mentally unstable.

I got another call that
night that sent me to a place

where a man shot and
tried to kill me.

Now, I'd given Karen a
card, exactly like this.

We found a card exactly
like this on the dead guy.

I think it was the same card.

What do you want from me?

I want to talk to Karen in
person, not over the phone.

I want to make sure she's OK.

And I want to find
out who set me up!

I already told you, I
don't know where she is.

I don't appreciate having my
name dragged into something--

[bang]

All right, sergeant.

I suppose I could talk
to some mutual friends

and see what I could find out.

That'd be good, judge.

The sooner the better.

You let me know.

Mm-hm.

Well, it could be wrapped
into a holding company,

you know, like an umbrella.

I'm pretty sure it's
offshore company.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Well, the fictitious name
is S&B, Incorporated.

You'll find Stanton and Boland
listed as officers, I'm sure.

Oh, yeah, also I have
a piece of a word,

C-O-R-M. I think that could be
another piece of the puzzle.

Uh-huh.
All right.

Thanks a lot, Brad.

I thought that we were
going to be out on the streets

busting bad guys.

Hm.

Don't you hate
doing this stuff?

No, Jennifer, I don't.

Actually it has
its brighter side.

I mean, I'm a lot less
likely to have a brick heaved

at me doing this kind of stuff.

Well, I won't be a blip
in the ratings with this.

So what are you doing?

I am trying to
follow a thread.

I'm trying to find the
owners of the hotel.

See, I don't get a
listing for S&B locally.

So it's probably folded
up with other companies.

I am hoping that the
state commerce department

computer will spit
out something that

will give me a local address.

Which gives you?

Who knows?

But those same players
keep cropping up.

So when that's all you've got,
you keep turning over rocks.

It's very exciting.

This cop's not going away.

Maybe he takes getting
shot kind of personal.

He wants me to find
Karen and take her to him.

I think you should do it.

You could still maybe solve
this little problem before it

gets totally out of hand.

What do you think
Fletch will say?

He'd say it's an opportunity.

Take care of business.

So if you strip
everything else away,

Moran was hired to
kill you because you

saw Karen with the judge.

You can tie the two
of them together.

It shouldn't be too difficult
unless Karen turns up dead.

Which would mean a lot
of questions for the judge.

So at present we
got Moran, Boland,

and Karen all in the same car.

Right, but not necessarily
at the same time.

But we do know that Stanton
owned the car, right?

And he and Boland are
in business together.

Could be dirty.

So the one that it
keeps pivoting around,

so far as you're concerned is--

--is Karen.

--Karen.

[phone ringing]

Yeah, Lorenzo.

This is Judge Boland.

I found Karen.

She's hiding.

SERGEANT: What from?

I have no idea.

I told you she was unstable.

When can I see her?

I can take you to
her this afternoon.

Why don't you
bring her by here?

She won't do that.

Well?

What time?

Worth and Ocean Boulevard,
say, uh, 30 minutes?

All right, 30 minutes,
Worth and Ocean, you got it.

It's the judge.

Wants to take me to see Karen.

Testing, testing.
Test.

Test.
Test.

Do you read me in Detective
Lance's car, Cooperman?

COOPERMAN: Got
it, good, perfect.

Good.

Uh, is this thing off?

Yeah, it's off.

All right, thanks, Wilcox.

You know, this Cooperman
is such a chump.

Did you hear about his wife?

She's sleeping with the
fire department again.

Really?

[laughter]
- See you guys.

COOPERMAN: Or your
mother, Lorenzo.

See you, Wilcox.

Cooper-man.
- [sighs].

You know, Chris, I think we
should get back up on this one.

No.

I don't know which way
this thing's gonna go,

but I want to give it a chance.

All right, look,
if it goes south,

you can always call backup.

Well, you know
these things are only

good for a couple of blocks.

And what if I lose
you in traffic?

You're not gonna lose me.

You're the best
the department has.

Come on.

If you lose me, so
would any backup.

All right.

Just remember this is
a one-way wire, right?

I hear anything
weird, I am coming in,

even if that means
blowing the setup.

Absolutely.

OK.

All set?

Yeah, Jennifer.

But, uh, you're gonna
sit this one out.

No way.

Well, Jennifer, we've got to
keep this thing low profile.

If the judge is on the
level, it's the only shot

I have of talking to Karen.

Look, I brought some
things to this party, folks.

Yes, Jennifer, you did.

But remember, I call the shots.

Now, this thing could
get very intense.

I don't want any distractions.

I'll stay out of the way.

I said no.

End of discussion.

[sighs]

Remember, I will be
in constant contact

with Lieutenant Hudson.
- All right.

Don't let him send any black
and whites into the area.

Give me a couple
minutes to get in position

before you show up, all right?

You got it.

Oh, Rudy.

You know, I don't have time
for any more crap this morning.

Make time, sergeant.

What is it, Rudy?

We're running short here

Bates and I put in our two
cents at the review board.

Shooting Moran was self-defense.

Personally, I would have
liked to have seen you busted.

But Bates wore me down.

You know, Rudy,
what is it about me?

I love cops.

Worst job in the world, but
guys stick their face in there

and do it without
much coming back.

So I can't stomach anyone
that makes that job

worse than it already is.

That's bad cops.

That's sloppy cops.

Now, you-- you do what
I told you not to do.

You went to see
Moran's old lady.

You rousted his
pal at the hotel.

They talk to you.

They figure they don't
have to talk to me.

Makes my job harder.

But the big thing is, Lorenzo,
I know it rings your bell.

[chuckling] Moran's jacket, the
evidence bag are on your desk.

Nothing in there I didn't
already tell you about.

I'm sure.

Congratulations.

Yeah, I'd like to--

[clears throat] all right,
you better get started.

- OK.
- See ya.

Bye.

[sighs]

Testing.
Testing.

Hello?

Hello?

Honk if you brake for dolphins.

[horn honking]

[laughs]

We're leaving now, lieutenant.

OK, Rita, you keep
that MIC in your hand.

I'll be right there with you.

[inaudible] all other units
keep this channel clean.

[car starts]

Afternoon, judge.

Where we headed?

Just enjoy the ride, sergeant.

Not very far.

One car, light blue,
[inaudible] driving.

OK.

What is this, judge?

This is three right
turns in a row.

You driving in circles here?

Just being careful.

I promised Karen
I'd bring you alone.

Well, I got to tell you this
is starting to feel hinky.

Maybe we out to call
the whole thing off.

You say the word, I'll stop.

You can get out
anytime you want.

He hasn't made
me yet, lieutenant.

But, uh, he's being
really cautious.

Rita, OK.

It looks like he's about to
make you, you pull him over.

This is getting old, judge.

Not much further now.

Great.

[squealing tires]

SERGEANT: You know, I
found a hooker down here

murdered a couple years ago.

JUDGE: Did you catch the killer?

SERGEANT: Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

So I've lost visual
contact, lieutenant.

But I can still hear Chris.

Dawson, code 3.

Man, this afternoon
sun is a killer.

All right, they're
headed west, lieutenant.

But I'm starting to lose them.

Listen, you've got a
description on the car.

Put out an APB.

LIEUTENANT: Done.

Pull it over.

Great.

Hm, Flagler Bridge.

Flagler Bridge.

Damn it.

They're taking the
Flagler Bridge.

I'm--I'm headed
towards West Palm.

Karen!

Damn it.

LIEUTENANT: Rita, no
sign of Boland's car.

Rita, you just had a call
from Brad about S&B, Inc.

Yeah, yeah.

Did he find it?

In the West Palm Beach
Warehouse District,

355 Gandy, company name
is Cormorant Enterprises.

355 Gorm.

I got it, lieutenant.

Listen, I'm gonna need backup.

You think that's
where they're headed?

It's the best bet we've got.

Karen!

Come on out!

[gunshots]

Jennifer, what the
hell are you doing?

What are gonna do
about it, judge?

Come on out, sergeant.

[jennifer whimpering]

Let her go, judge!

It's not gonna happen, judge.

Give it up.

Give it up.

Put the gun down, sergeant.

Put it down!

Over there.

Shoot the girl, Marcus.
[jennifer whimpering]

What?

No!

Look, lady, nobody
has to die here.

The deal was to
bring him here.

The senator was right.

You will be the next
one to cause us trouble.

[gunshot]

[scream]

[grunt]

Drop the gun, Wesley!

Lose it!

[gunshots]

Ugh.

[thud]

[grunting]

Hurts, doesn't it, judge?

[grunting]

You have the right
to remain silent.

So you've got the bad guys,
and you've got the victims.

And you would think that that
would be it, black and white,

clear straight lines.

But it's not like that.

There's a lot of gray.

And that is why it's
important to understand people

and why they do the
things that they do.

You can never let
your guard down.

A cop can become a victim
just like anybody else.

Like your partner?

Yeah, like my partner.

So what are your feelings now,
with a former judge spilling

a story to the grand
jury and Fletcher Stanton

under criminal indictment?

Do you get personal
satisfaction from knowing

you brought that about?

Absolutely, yeah.

I mean, we caught the bad guys.

That's what we do.

Unfortunately, there
are three people

dead that we know
of, Karen Daniels,

Jack Moran, Wesley Parks.

My partner almost got killed.

Dora Lee tried to kill herself.

And that's pretty
depressing stuff.

I just-- I wish it didn't
have to happen like that.

In a perfect world maybe.

All we can do is try.

This is Jennifer Colson.

Boo!

That was so weird.

No, you look good.

[theme music plays on tv]

Mm.

Perfect world, huh?

Yeah.

Would be nice, wouldn't it?

Well, not much job
security in that.

Hey!

[music playing]

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