All language subtitles for Law & Order s04e22 Old Friends.eng

(male narrator)
In the criminal justice system...

the people are represented
by two separate yet equally important groups:

the police
who investigate crime...

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

[car horn honking]

Ladies and gentlemen,
I am not a criminal.

I just need some money
for my medicine.

So help me
not break the law.

Thank you.

Change?

Can you spare some--
Hey, thank you, buddy, thanks a lot.

Spare some change?

How about you, sir?
You got some change?

Excuse me,
can you spare some change?

Oh, yeah. That's right,
just turn your back, ignore me, walk away, huh?

What, you think I'm not gonna
go anywhere, Mr. Rockefeller?

Well, I got news for you.
I got no place to go!

Change?

Excuse me, sir,
can you spare some change?

You know, I got a right
to be here, too!

[truck engine accelerating]

[truck horn blasting]
Oh, my God!

[tires screeching]

[body thudding]

[truck brakes hissing]

[police radio chattering]

Six months until my pension.
Now it's gonna be spent in a courtroom.

Let's get a little head start
on your statement.

Hey, what's to say?

I mean it's rush hour.
I'm on my way downtown...

a guy dives off the curb
in front of my rig.

He wants to kill himself.
What does he gotta use me for?

How compassionate.

I'm the one who's gotta
take all the blood tests.

It ain't like
I could've turned away.

(Elvira)
The guy was a maniac. I know he pushed him deliberately.

One of our homeless hordes
was hassling the commuters.

I'm gonna
need a description.

He had on a dirty blue coat
and a plaid scarf.

And he was filthy.

Well, that narrows it down.
Look, did you get a look at his face?

Who wants to look?

Good luck.
Thanks.

(Lillian)
Well, he was begging for change.

I work for a living.
I'll be damned if I give it away.

You remember anything
about him?

We tried to get away.
He couldn't take a hint.

Maybe we should have
given him something.

He shoves a cappuccino cup
from Bon Matin in my face.

That's $3 a throw.
He doesn't need my quarter.

(officer)
Hey, Logan!

Mr. Keeley was standing
next to the victim.

How you doing? I'm Det. Logan.
Did you get a look at this homeless guy?

I saw him coming
and turned my back.

So you didn't actually see
anybody get pushed?

No, I heard the guy scream.

All right, we'll call you
if we need you. Thank you.

Not easy to read the lD.

Renkmeyer, Harry. Thirty-two.

I guess he should've
given the guy a quarter, huh?

[patrons chattering]

We give the second cup free...

so these bums lift a
paper cup out of the trash and come in for a refill.

You ever see one
wearing a plaid scarf?

Oh, yeah. You mean
Bruce Springsteen.

Some kind of musician,
plays the air guitar. Between gigs...

he uses the scarf
to wash car windows.

So he's a regular
around here? Yeah, couple of times a week.

He lives
in the neighborhood. Lucky us.

Where in the neighborhood?

Well, he did invite me
back to his place once...

but I didn't go.

The guitar-playing
squeegee man?

[laughs]

Yeah, that'd be Rudy.

He has a part-time job
in the psycho ward at Bellevue.

And the rest of the time
he lives here?

You ever been
in Bellevue?

Well, I think it's time
for Rudy's monthly checkup.

Is this his crib?

Yeah, but you're gonna
have to come back at night.

During the day
they're all out working.

Working?

Hey, that's what
they call it.

All right,
we'll come back for the night shift.

Come on, let's go pay
a visit to the late Mr. Renkmeyer.

(Rodgers)
There's not much of him to see.

Without the driver's license
you couldn't even give him a name.

Next of kin lD him?
Yeah, she called.

We wanna wait until
we glue him back together and make sure it's really him.

(Briscoe)
You can't tell from the face and the lD?

You try playing speed bump
to an 18-wheeler.

We'll x-ray the body,
look for fillings, surgical pins.

It's a hell of a way
to go, huh?

Well, he took something
with him.

Under his fingernails,
ripped blue fibers.

Blue fibers?

So he grabbed
onto the guy who pushed him?

You better
get this to Forensics.

You think Rudy,
the guitar player, is back from work?

(Brown)
Welcome to Strawberry Fields West.

(Briscoe)
The berries are smelling a little ripe.

Hey, old-timer,
you know a guy named Rudy?

Guess not.

[man snoring]

(Logan)
I should sleep so well.

(Briscoe)
Well, he puts in a longer day than you.

[Rudy imitating
electric guitar]

Hey, now, baby

[imitating electric guitar]

Get into my

[imitating
electric guitar]

(Logan)
Rudy! Hey, Rudy!

Show's over, baby.

Hey, this is my encore.

(Logan)
Come on, Elvis, let's go. (man)

Where have
all the flowers gone?

I'll tell you, man,
lawyers, bankers-- lndian chiefs.

It's the system, man.
It's only as strong as its weakest member.

And you're looking at him.

I bet that really gets
your blood going.

I'm on fire, man.
I see them every day.

They spend more
on one suit than I've made in the last 10 years.

And when I ask them for change
they just turn their backs.

And you give them
a little push?

You guys think I did it?

[chuckling]

No way, man.

We got a whole crowd
of people who saw you there, Rudy.

You know, it's funny.

They don't notice me
when my hand's out asking for change.

So you're saying you didn't
shove anybody into traffic?

Hey, some guy gets squashed
on my corner...

they say I did it, huh?

I mean, it's bad for business.
Think about it.

No, you think about it.

And we got a semi-private cell
for you to think about it in.

You guys can't arrest me.
What's the charge?

Singing off-key.

My client
wants to go home.

Home?
It's wall-to-wall rats.

I'm not here to defend
his home furnishings, just his rights.

You haven't got
anything on him in this murder.

He just happened
to be in the vicinity.

And he was
hassling pedestrians.

He was talking to
pedestrians.

Did anyone see him
push anybody?

[telephone ringing]

The fabric under the
victim's nails doesn't match the suspect's coat.

(Van)
So go back to square one.

He definitely
got run over by a truck.

Brilliant, Rodgers.
We already noticed that.

The truck didn't kill him.
He was already dead.

Heart attack.

What attacked
Mr. Renkmeyer's heart was a small piece of lead.

(Briscoe)
He was shot?

X-rays found
an anterior entry wound in the upper-left quadrant.

Straight through the heart,
then it lodged in the spine,.32.

Thought you might want it.

I'll call CSU, tell them
to start looking for a shell.

(Joan)
I don't understand. What can I tell you?

Well, we're trying to find out
who killed your husband, Mrs. Renkmeyer.

He was killed by a crazy,
homeless person.

(Briscoe)
It seems we were wrong about how your husband died, ma'am.

He was shot.

By a homeless man?
We don't know.

Had your husband been
threatened by anybody?

Harry? Of course not.

(Logan)
Mr. Renkmeyer worked for a company called Nature's Way?

(Joan)
He was Chief Financial Officer.

They make baby food.

Had he been
having any problems? Acting oddly in any way?

You think someone
killed him on purpose?

Why?

[police radio chattering]

What's up?
(Newman) Detective.

You ever hear the story
of the farmer's daughter and the needle in the haystack?

I'm just glad our guy
didn't use a revolver.

We opened the grating,
picked through the gutter.

Crap people throw
on the street.

They don't throw away
shell casings.

But they do when they use
an automatic gun.

I would say a.32.
And I would say very recent.

(Ann)
When you called, I thought...

you should talk
to both me and my partner.

Harry worked very closely
with both of us.

Steve Green,
Detectives Briscoe and Logan.

Gentlemen, sit down.

You want some coffee?
No, thanks.

So what's your thinking
on this?

The bum who shot Harry
was stalking him?

We're thinking
it wasn't the bum.

(Ann)
Are you saying somebody wanted him dead?

Harry? I don't think so.

Well, we're wondering,
did Mr. Renkmeyer have any bad habits?

When I started this company,
I wanted someone dependable in accounting.

No one was better
than Harry Renkmeyer.

And Mr. Renkmeyer was happy
working here?

We're a growing company.
He was well paid.

He was also in charge
of the money. Did he ever want more than he earned?

Maybe he had
a gambling problem...

a couple of girlfriends?

No. Harry was so conservative.
We used to make fun of his button-down shirts.

How about enemies
in the business?

Did he fire anybody?

(Ann)
Just the usual.

He let go of a bookkeeper
about a year ago. He said she was incompetent.

It was personal.

That's what he said.

There'd been something
between them.

Steve?
You didn't know.

They asked about girlfriends.

We worked together
for three years, and nothing.

We were closing out
the fiscal year, putting in late hours.

You know how these things go.
Yeah.

You get together for a
couple of drinks after work...

and pretty soon
it's your place or mine, right?

Harry didn't look it,
but he liked a good time.

We had some fun.

Was he a big spender?

(lnga)
No, strictly Dutch treat, but I didn't mind.

I kept telling myself
it was just for fun but....

(Briscoe)
You got involved.

We made plans.

He was going to get
some money together and divorce his wife.

Miss Torvald
didn't seem too happy about being dumped.

What, you think
she carried a grudge for a year?

Or his wife did.

If she knew
about his definition of employee relations.

[car lock beeping]
Don't wives always know?

Mine did.

Yours didn't
hire a hit man. Not yet.

We were married nine years.

It wasn't the first time.
I said, "End it."

Harry did.

She told us he was
putting money away, planning a divorce.

He was lying to her.

Look, it changed
after Sam was born.

Harry wanted to stay with me.

And you wanted
to stay with him? Of course I did.

(Briscoe)
So everything was perfect. I don't understand.

If Harry had any problems,
they weren't about our marriage.

Did Harry have any problems?

It was just the aftermath,
the affair, having a baby.

He was restless.
He talked about getting another job. So what?

He was unhappy at work?
Did he tell you what was bothering him?

A couple of weeks ago...

middle of the night,
I heard him in the kitchen.

He was throwing out baby food
he'd brought from the office.

What for?

He just said, "We're not
feeding this to Sam anymore."

He wanted me
to buy another brand.

It's not about the wife.

(Briscoe)
Yeah, the horizontal tango with the bookkeeper was over.

But he was looking
for a new job.

Flip a coin.

I mean, the baby food moguls
say he was happy in his work.

But his wife says
he has résumés in the mail...

and he didn't even
want to keep their stuff around the house.

You don't like your job,
does it mean you throw away the product?

Maybe there was
something wrong with the baby food.

Or the company.

Maybe he didn't want the food
around the house...

'cause it reminded him
of trouble at the office.

You think your job's
not gonna last, you're gonna look to move on.

(Van)
Let's check their books.

I'll get a subpoena.
Get the D.A.'s auditors over there.

It looks like they were in
the classic start-up squeeze.

This baby food
was walking off the shelves.

Then the money was
pouring in.

That's not the way
it works.

You have to pay
for supplies to make this stuff months before...

you get paid for selling it.

The more successful
you are, the more strapped you are for cash.

So you go to the bank, you
show them your sales records, and you borrow money.

Yeah, new ideas
are hard to sell.

Miss Madsen had
a $2 million loan.

But she had to pledge her
personal assets as collateral and pay six points over prime.

That's a sweet deal
for the bank.

Apparently, not sweet enough.
They called the loan six months ago.

I worked very hard
to get Ann Madsen that loan.

The timing was
in our favor.

The bank was under pressure
to help women entrepreneurs.

But not under pressure
to keep on helping them?

I fought our loan committee
on this one for months.

Her accounts were
technically out of balance. We had to call the loan.

Out of balance? You mean
there was money missing?

No, nothing like that.
It was just that her inventory, plus receivables...

fell below
some arbitrary figure.

I tried to save it, but....

(Logan)
Well, she must have spent part of that $2 million.

How did she pay it back?

She get a loan
from some other bank?

She got a new partner.
They must have found the money somewhere.

(Briscoe)
Did she say Steve Green was a new partner?

We didn't ask.

It sounds like they're
operating with no visible means of financial support.

A time like that,
where do you go for $2 million?

You don't go
to the neighborhood loan shark.

And why did her finance guy
end up with a bullet in his heart?

You know, I'm starting
to think you're right. These people are all mobbed up.

I think we should ask
about the investors.

After Harry was killed,
we explored, in our own minds...

any possible connection
to our company.

We looked at the books
before we gave them to you. They were straight.

Well, we heard
Mr. Renkmeyer was looking for a new job.

I can't believe that.
He would have told me.

Do you have any idea why
he wouldn't want his baby eating Nature's Way products?

He took a couple of cartons
from the office. Maybe you can tell us.

What's this have to do
with his being shot?

Mr. Renkmeyer
was in finance.

He must have done a good job,
because after your loan was called...

you've been running
this company on absolutely no money.

Harry took care of that
by bringing Steve into the company.

Steve arranged refinancing.
It was part of our partnership agreement.

I pledged my own assets.
I believe in this company.

There's nothing about that
in your books.

It came from a private
venture capital group. They like to operate quietly.

Okay, where can we find them?

Why, Detective?
You have an idea for a new product?

Where can we find them?

I've got it.

It's not exactly
Wall Street.

It ain't Little ltaly,
either.

[doorbell ringing]

There is no one here, mister.
You must make an appointment.

(Briscoe)
Well, who would that appointment be with?

You leave your name,
pozhaluista, here.

And they call you, okay?
Lady.

That's not the way
it works. I know nothing.

[speaking Russian]

[speaking Russian]

I don't think these people
are gonna exactly give Citibank a lot of competition.

Well, no wonder Steve Green
didn't want to talk about it.

Well, it was his partner
who gave us the address.

When Harry brought Steve in,
it saved my life.

I was staring at a backlog
of orders I couldn't fill.

The bank was going to take
the house I inherited from my mother.

I'd lose everything.
Steve got me all the capital I needed.

Did you ever meet
the people from Brookings who made this loan?

I was busy
promoting baby food.

Steve handled the whole thing.
All I did was sign papers.

(Logan)
I take it you trust him completely?

He's honest.
He's hands-on.

You know,
hardworking son of immigrants.

Steve Green?

Immigrants from where?
Scarsdale?

His real name
is Sasha Gruskov. He was born in Russia.

What kind of interest
did you pay on this loan?

Twenty-five percent.

That's one point
less than usury.

Didn't that seem kind of high?

Yes, but I had no choice.

Makes sense Steve Green
changed his name.

Gruskov family: extortion,
credit card fraud, prostitution.

The Mafia's taking
lessons from them.

Well, for Gruskov money,
25% was obviously a family favor.

Hey, they put money
on the street at 20% a week.

And Little Miss Organic
doesn't know who she's dealing with?

Maybe Harry Renkmeyer knew.
He brought Steve Green to the company.

(Profaci)
Report on your print.

For the partial
we had to go with the AFlS...

and they only started
to feed cards into their computer.

How's it stand?
One million in, 60 million to go?

Well, lucky for you,
they started with the two-time losers.

Lucky for us, our print
belonged to one. Nikolai Rostov, Brighton Beach.

Assault and more assault.

Brighton Beach.
Gruskov family.

Think he knew Steve Green?
Let's pay him a visit with a warrant.

Look, I don't like this.
You should really wait for him.

Well, don't worry about it,
huh?

Nick must have a good job.

He drives a Camaro.

(Logan)
Oh, yeah?

You seen him
around lately?

(landlord)
Sure, I saw him this morning.

He likes silk suits
to go with his Camaro.

(Logan)
Good for him.

You know what?

Judging by his taste
in ammunition...

he also likes.32s.

I got a pea coat.
Navy issue.

[door opens]

You. Stick around.

[speaking Russian]

Nickie, you're under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used against you in a court of law.

Do you understand that?

Hey, Nickie,
this the flavor of the week?

(Clerk)
"Docket number 96522, the People v. Nikolai Rostov.

The charge is murder
in the second degree."

Shoots a man,
pushes him under a truck.

I've heard of overkill,
but this is ridiculous.

Can we get a plea here?

Not guilty.
(Judge) Bail application?

My client has strong ties
to the community.

And another community
12,000 miles away.

Your Honor,
my client is a citizen.

"Give us your tired,
your poor, your vicious."

Miss Kincaid?

(Kincaid)
Due to the risk of flight, Your Honor--

Thank you, that's all
I need to hear. I'll give this citizen his rights.

He's remanded
without bail. Next?

Six years the Brooklyn D.A.
has been asking:

"ls Steven Green
part of his family?"

Now we have him.
We have his hit man.

And we're gonna roll him
against him until he does somersaults.

Are we clear
on the motive?

We assumed Harry Renkmeyer
knew about tainted food.

So we called the USDA.
We were right.

They closed Nature's Way
this morning.

Renkmeyer could've blown
that company apart.

$2 million. That's a big loss
for the Gruskovs.

Killing a man over that.
You'd think they have other means of persuasion.

(Schiff)
The Russians?

They make the Colombians look
like the Von Trapp family.

(Stone)
Adam, the Colombians roll on each other.

The investment bankers do.

But Russian hit men?

Twist him till
he's a corkscrew. Make it work.

My client owns
an ice cream parlor in Brighton Beach.

A front
for the Gruskov family.

I own my business. It's mine.

Nick.

I went cross-town yesterday,
watched the witnesses parade past the lineup.

My client was number two,
number six was very popular.

As they say in law school,
Larry, eyewitnesses are like dessert.

They're nice,
but they're not necessary.

(Kincaid)
Mr. Rostov left his thumbprint on a shell casing...

and fiber from his coat under
the dead man's fingernails.

You didn't mention the slug
from the victim. Did they match it to my client's gun?

I guess not. And I bet
you can't match the lip mark on the shell.

Very hard
with a.32, isn't it?

Keep dancing, Counselor.
Your client can start counting 25 years.

Without motive?

Just one hole
in the physical evidence, he walks.

He had no reason
to kill Mr. Renkmeyer.

Steven Green had motive.

The Gruskov's money.

Oh, you're gonna
turn this into a trial about the Russian mob.

No judge'll let it happen.

(Weaver)
You won't even get to order chicken Kiev for lunch.

So where are we going?

You want to make an offer?
Please, make it.

Manslaughter one, your client
names Steven Green...

as the man who ordered the hit
on Harry Renkmeyer.

(Stone)
You will be convicted, sir...

your lawyer's
two-step notwithstanding.

And, by the way,
who is paying your lawyer's fee?

Whose interest
does he really represent?

Nick, I advise you
to go back to your cell.

[keys jangling]

(Fetzer)
About the time Nixon's getting tossed from the White House...

young Stevie's dad here gets
shot, and the kid goes off to a private school in Maine.

And the cousins
build the business. Yeah.

Are they successful enough
to float million-dollar loans to Steve?

By now?

They could pay the debt
of a Third World country.

(Stone)
The shooter, Rostov, on the lower left,

what do you know about him?

(Fetzer)
All right. This guy, a cousin, we had him in '89.

Truckload of fur.
Grand larceny for the third time.

We turned him,
he was gonna testify.

He's out on bail.
They found him with a slug in his heart.

Put there by Mr. Rostov.

(Fetzer)
We think so, yeah.

And it wasn't the first time.

Two years before that,
we had a witness in Rikers...

at the same time
as Joe Andreyev, another friend of the family.

Witness falls off a catwalk.

And if you believe that,
I'll introduce you to the tooth fairy.

What about Steven Green?

Changed his name, moved out
of Brooklyn, got an M.B.A., and never looked back.

You're not saying
he's clean?

Oh, no.

He looks good
in a $1,000 suit, but it doesn't cover the dirt.

How solid
is this information?

I believe it.
My boss believes it.

Convincing a jury?

We may not be
able to mention the Russian mob...

without
a better connection to Rostov.

We still convict him.

Well, that doesn't
get us an arrest of Steven Green.

What about Ann Madsen?

The police are
fairly sure she wasn't involved.

If she's not involved,
what does she bring us?

Whatever didn't seem
important to them before might be important now.

See if you can
get her in. Tonight.

(Ann)
I never knew.

I thought Steve's family
was in real estate.

(Stone)
You knew they were Russians from Brighton Beach.

Please, I grew up
in Westchester.

To me, Brighton Beach
is a place in a Neil Simon play.

Sure, I met Steve's relatives.
I knew they didn't shop at Brooks Brothers.

I never thought
they were gangsters.

Did you ever see
Nikolai Rostov with Steven Green?

This is really scaring me.

Miss Madsen?

He was in Steve's office
late at night.

The night before Harry....

Before he was shot.

(Kincaid)
You know why he was killed.

The police told you.
He wouldn't feed your product to his own son.

A week
before it happened...

Harry said
Steve was buying apricots from Poland.

They were moldy.

He was afraid kids would
get sick, maybe die.

He was gonna go
to the government.

Steve said
it wasn't true.

He was going to talk
to Harry, reassure him.

A week later
he ends up dead.

It's an odd coincidence.

I asked Steve...

after the police came,
"Did you have anything to do with this?"

He said I was crazy.
Why would he kill anybody?

I didn't know
about his family.

When they arrested this man,
I saw his picture in the paper.

Steve knows
I saw him in the office.

It's the link
we needed.

She can put Steven Green
together with his hit man.

(Schiff)
Yep, and I can put my barber on Broome Street together...

with half the hit men
in the city.

One of them slits
somebody's throat, you can't prove the barber ordered it.

What else was Rostov
doing in Green's office?

Selling spring vacation trips
to the Baltics?

(Schiff)
No.

Discussing ice cream
baby food.

You don't have enough
to arrest Steven Green.

The jury can
draw the inference.

Never ask a jury to think.
They want to hear it.

Connect Green
with his family, and the jury will buy the motive.

(Stone)
The hit man, defendant Rostov, was born in Minsk.

As was Mr. Green, and
as was Mr. Green's father, lvan Gruskov.

Do the People plan
to convict my client based on a common dialect?

Hold on, Mr. Weaver.

Just because
a connection's ephemeral, who's to say it isn't real?

With the history of the
Gruskov family and Mr. Green's loan to Nature's Way...

the People will show
why Rostov shot Renkmeyer.

(Barry)
Which is?

Renkmeyer was a threat
to a $2 million mob investment.

There's not a scintilla of
evidence linking my client to an alleged Russian mob.

Rostov rents from this family.

Along with hundreds
of residents from the borough of Brooklyn.

Doesn't make him
a hired killer.

What else do you have, Ben?

A string of arrests
dating from the '70s.

Yes, the Gruskovs
were implicated in racketeering...

not Steven Green,
or my client.

Your Honor...

allow this,
it's guilt by association.

It is no accident
that your client met with Mr. Green...

the night before
Renkmeyer was shot.

(Barry)
All right.

I understand you need motive,
Ben. If this was about racketeering, okay.

If you could prove
Rostov worked for Mr. Green's family, okay.

But connect this to baby food
based on a single loan?

There'll be no reference
to the Russian mafia at Rostov's trial.

Ludicrous.

Adam, you can't be surprised.

She's being
very literal. Judge Barry?

She thinks that we ought
to supply the defendants with nice clothes...

so the jury
won't be prejudiced.

[laughs]

Maybe we have to forget
about going after Steven Green.

Well, we put
his hit man away, he gets another one.

To hell with the branches.
Let's chop down the tree.

The hit man
turned down your deal.

I'm not going lower
than manslaughter one.

What did that cop say
about snitches? The ones that turned on the Gruskovs?

These here are
federal marshals, sir.

And they're here
to offer you protection.

I'm not saying nothing
about Steve Green.

Do you think
you'll survive in prison?

He's a survivor,
always has been.

Mr. Rostov,
this is a transfer paper for Mr. Joseph Andreyev.

Now, he's been moved here,
to Riker's, from Attica.

You ordered it.
You had him moved here.

Mr. Andreyev killed a witness
against your family two years ago.

Suppose he's in the yard,
and you're with him, and he's got a knife?

Ben, this is coercion.

Now, we're prepared
to move you to a high-security federal prison.

If you cooperate.

(Stone)
Or you can stay here.

The offer is
8 and a third to 25.

And you tell us
who ordered the hit.

He has nothing to say.
That's it. We're finished.

Mr. Rostov,
you know what goes down...

with anybody
who worries the Gruskovs.

You know what happened
two years ago. Same thing happened in '89.

[papers rustling]

Gentlemen.
Wait.

Nick.

I'll tell you
what you want.

Who knows?
Maybe Steve Green skipped town.

Costa Rica?

I don't think he's the
surf-and-sand type.

Someplace colder,
maybe, where he can ski.

Colder where he can
make license plates.

There he is.

Sasha Gruskov, you're
under arrest for the murder of Henry Renkmeyer.

The name is
Steven Green.

You're still under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will
be used against you in a court of law.

Do you understand that?

You have the right
to an attorney.

Steven Green will spend
his 60th birthday in a cell.

A little bloodlust,
Ben?

For the truth?
Yes, sir.

Occupational hazard.

(Kincaid)
Ben?

Ann Madsen's here.
You better talk to her.

My phone rang at 11:00,
12:00, 1:00, every hour on the hour, nobody there.

We're putting you
under protective custody.

I got in a cab
to come down here...

somebody in a car
waved a flashlight across my face.

You'll be in
a witness protection program.

We'll move you
out of the city.

How did they even know
I was here?

Look, I've done all I can
just talking to you.

I can't testify
against Steve.

Miss Madsen,
listen carefully.

You're gonna have to leave
New York no matter what.

You've got to face the truth
that your life will never be the same.

Don't do this to me.

A man is dead.

He had a wife and a child,
and unless you've changed your mind...

he was a friend.

Please. Of course
I cared about Harry.

But Steve and his family,
now that I know who they are...

how can I testify?

If you refuse to testify...

you're subject to indictment
for hindering prosecution.

Oh, come on.
Miss Madsen...

anyone who dances
with the devil thinks they can walk away.

You can't.

It was only baby food.

Oh, my God,
how did I end up here?

[sighs]

He coerced the witness.

The arrest of Steven Green
is a farce.

What did you do, Ben?

(Packard)
Tell her.

Larry, you were there.

Mr. Packard, please.
I speak English. I can ask the questions.

Ben?

Yes, Your Honor,
I did ask for a prisoner to be transferred.

To make his client
feel threatened?

If his client had nothing
to hide, he had nothing to worry about.

What is this,
semantics?

You told him
he'd be knifed in the yard.

Well, I suggested that.
You said I was bluffing.

You're going to
let them proceed against Steven Green?

This is outrageous.

(Barry)
It's close to the line...

but Mr. Rostov
felt the threat, whether it was real or not.

That's his decision.

Let's go to trial.

Our team went to
the processing plant after a call from your office.

What did the
Agriculture Department find?

Our inspectors
at Nature's Way sent samples of 16 lots...

to our lab in Washington.

Of those,
12 contained spoiled food.

(Stone)
And what did the Department do?

We obtained an administration
order to shut down their production line.

Now, these spoiled lots...

do you know what dates
they were processed on?

Yes. The week of March 10th,
this year.

That's the week of
Mr. Renkmeyer's death, right?

Objection.

No, I'll allow it.

Yes, that same week.

Now, if you had found
these spoiled lots then, in March...

what would you have done?

Exactly what we did.
Shut the company down.

Steve had other businesses.
He had a lot of visitors to the office.

(Stone)
Did you ever have the opportunity

to see these people?

Sometimes I saw them,
but I was never introduced.

Now, you've testified
that after Mr. Renkmeyer was killed...

you saw a photo
of his accused killer in the newspaper.

Prior to that date...

had you ever seen
Nikolai Rostov?

No.

Miss Madsen--

I saw his picture
in the paper.

I had never seen him
before in my life.

(Stone)
Please, consider your answer carefully.

Do you recall telling me
that you saw Nikolai Rostov?

Objection.

Asked and answered.

Sustained.

A brief recess, Your Honor?
A moment with my witness?

Any objection, Mr. Packard?

Not at all, Your Honor.
No objection.

I don't have to
talk to you.

I suggest you do.

Do you want to go to jail
to protect these people?

It's better than dying.

You are as well-guarded
as any witness possibly can be.

I don't think
they can even get near you.

Maybe not today.
Where will you send me?

Kansas? Iowa?
They'll find me.

Miss Madsen...

you will tell the truth,
or I'm gonna prosecute you.

I'm sorry, Mr. Stone.
I've done all I can.

Officer, the charge
is felony perjury.

(Stone)
Take her to the 5th Precinct.

(Kincaid)
Just a minute, Officer.

Ben, do you want to do this?
It won't change her mind.

Officer, take her away.

Don't tell me
it's required.

She perjured herself
and destroyed this case.

Is that what it's about?

Or is it about you
looking foolish in front of a jury?

It's felony perjury.

How many felony perjury
indictments did we file last year?

She lied.

Without her testimony,
there's no motive, there's no link to Green...

and there's no corroboration
of Rostov.

The total number of
felony perjury indictments...

we filed last year was four.

And we do this
to hardened criminals, not innocent bystanders.

If she lies, she's no longer
innocent, and these people don't go away.

Are you prepared
to testify against her in front of a judge?

Her word against yours?

And Claire's.

You really want
to prosecute Ann Madsen?

If I have to.

But maybe a few nights
in Rikers...

will change her mind.

(Stone)
Were you hired to kill Mr. Renkmeyer?

Hired for money? No.

Let's say I was asked
to do it.

Who asked you?

Steve Green.

He asked you to commit murder,
and he wasn't going to pay you for it?

Why was that?

Steve's family.

When they ask--

Objection.

May we approach?

Approach.

Judge, you ruled
on this.

Your Honor...

how the witness
was compensated by the defendant is relevant.

He just said
he wasn't compensated.

Because he was a member
of the Gruskov family.

This is an end run, Ben,
and you know it.

The witness is
only testifying to what he knows.

Why he acted,
who instructed him.

You're linking the witness
to the defendant through his family.

I told you,
it's prejudicial, and I won't allow it.

Your Honor, off the record...

this decision of yours
has forced me to prosecute a woman...

who committed perjury
out of fear for her life.

Whatever happens to her
is as much your responsibility as mine.

Exception noted, Counselor.
Step back.

Mr. Rostov...

who directed you
to commit this murder?

Steve Green.

And did he tell you
why he wanted Harry Renkmeyer killed?

The guy was gonna talk.
I don't know about what.

(Stone)
Nothing further.

Your Honor,
may I be heard in chambers?

A motion to dismiss
is premature.

I have to consider it,
Ben.

The only thing the People
have established is that Mr. Rostov is the killer.

There is no evidence
linking my client to the shooting.

Ben, if that's
your last witness, I'm sorry.

The statute's clear.

You can't convict solely
on the basis of accomplice testimony.

Your Honor, as you well know,
my only other witness won't testify...

because she's been threatened.

Are you implying
that I'm involved with witness tampering?

I'm not implying
anything, sir.

(Barry)
Ben.

I have to make a ruling.

I haven't rested my case,
Your Honor.

In the morning you will.

If you have nothing then,
I'll grant the motion.

I can't do it.

Then we are prepared
to prosecute you.

Come on, Ben, I don't
believe you. You'll put her in jail for a year?

The penalty for conspiracy
to commit murder is 25 to life.

You wouldn't.

This is crazy.

I didn't have
anything to do with it.

Because you say so?

Are you protecting Mr. Green
or yourself?

You don't believe that.
You're only trying to scare me.

There's no evidence my client
was involved in the death of Harry Renkmeyer.

If you're innocent,
and you don't do this, they'll go on killing.

They killed Harry Renkmeyer.
They'll kill you.

Not if I don't testify.

Really?

Will you ever go to a movie
and not look over your shoulder?

Will you ever have a child
and be comfortable sending her to school?

If you testify,
we'll get you a new identity.

You don't, you're on your own.

I'm not a policeman.

I'm not the District Attorney.
It's not my job.

He can't do this, can he?

(Ann)
I don't have to do this.

Don't lie to her.

Ann, I'm an officer
of the court. I understand what you're trying to do...

but it's improper
for me to say it's right.

(Stone)
You are a citizen.

A witness to a crime.

You don't do this,
the system doesn't work.

I don't care about the system.

I admit, I should have been
more suspicious of Steve Green...

but I don't deserve this.

I made a mistake. That's all.

The mistake you're making
is not telling the truth.

I believed
I could be in business...

and make a decent product,
and make the world a better place.

Maybe that's naive,
but that's what I believed.

When you discovered
that Mr. Green did not share your values...

what did you do?

I told him...

we didn't have to save money
by risking the health of children.

I told him
Harry Renkmeyer was right.

(Stone)
And what did he tell you?

He said he would
discuss it with Harry.

Everything would be
just fine.

Now, we've heard Mr. Nikolai
Rostov testify that he killed Harry Renkmeyer.

Previously, did you say
that you had never seen Mr. Rostov in person?

Yes, I did, but I lied.

And why was that?

I was in fear for my life.

(Stone)
Would you please tell the court now...

if you ever saw Mr. Rostov...

before you saw his photo
in the paper?

Yes, I did.

Please, tell us where
and when.

In Mr. Green's office...

just past 11:00, the night
before Harry was killed.

[exhales]

Thank you.

(Barry)
In the People v. Steven Green...

on the sole count
of the indictment...

the charge is murder
in the second degree.

Has the jury
reached a verdict?

(forewoman)
We have, Your Honor.

We find
the defendant guilty.

(Barry)
The jury is excused with the Court's thanks.

The defendant is remanded
into custody until sentencing.

[gavel bangs]
We're adjourned.

[door opens]

Ben?

They were moving Ann Madsen
out of her apartment.

She was shot in the street.

Surrounded by cops?

They shot the guy
that killed her. He had no lD.

They still don't know
who the hell he is.

And she never even made it
to the hospital.

Knowing who you are, Ben...

you didn't have a choice.

[sighs]

I never thought
I'd get a letter of resignation from you.

Thought you'd be here
long after I was gone.

It's not entirely about you.

That's kind of you.
Thank you.

Steven Green
has filed an appeal.

Based on what?

Coercion of a witness.
Ann Madsen.

Considering the witness
is dead...

the Appeals Court
should be amused.

[door opens]

I've brought Claire
up to speed on my open cases.

She'll be fine.

And you?

I'm clear as a bell.

[chuckles]

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