All language subtitles for Law & Order s18e02 Darkness.eng

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.

It's official.
Hmm?

Welcome home.

Two cops
who like to work alone.

I'll be amused.

Hev- Hey. guys-

Hi. I shouldn't take
more than 20 minutes.

All right.
Thank you.

Of course.

Mind your uncle.
Okay. Bye, Mom.

Are you... Uh...

She's interviewing
downstairs for a PAjob.

Just be a few minutes.

Uh, you guys wanna
help me pack up my stuff?

Okay.

All right. All right.

What you need to do is put this
in the top drawer over there.

Uncle, is that a bad guy?

Yeah. He's a bad guy.

You can put this
in the bottom drawer there.

Uncle.
What's that?

Is that a bad guy?

No, he's a good guy.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Katie! Volume please!

How about turning some of this off
before Al Gore makes a movie about you?

The music helps me think, and the has to be
on in case of anything Johnny Depp-related.

And the AC?

If you want to cool off,
drink hot tea.

That's what they do
in the Sahara.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hi, honey.
I just got home.

Um... When can we expect you?

No.

Hello? The line
just went dead.

Miss Alana?
Uh, something's wrong.

The stoplight's out
at the corner.

Karyn and Jodie said the power's
out at their houses, too.

Westside and Brooklyn?
Great.

Another blackout.

Isabel, can you get out the
flashlights and we have extra...

(PHONE RINGING)

Hi, honey,
the power went...

You, too?

Okay, we'll be here.

Bye.

Mom, maybe you should let
Isabel go home early?

Right. You should be with your children.
Go ahead, Isabel.

Oh, thank you.

Mom, the subways
won't be working.

Right,
I'll get you cab fare.

I... I put away
the groceries first.

I'll help you.
It'll go faster.

(VEHICLES HONKING)

Somebody hit
the panic button at 3:22.

About a half-hour into the blackout.
System has an eight-hour battery.

What time did you get here?

4:17. As soon as the blackout
hit, our board went nuts.

Lot of old ladies
can't find their flashlights.

We tried calling the police.
They were busy.

And with
the traffic lights out...

Right. I got it.
How'd you get in?

The garage. Somebody hadn't
closed it all the way.

The place was like this
when we came in.

Throat's cut.

Looks like she was
on her way out.

That's her purse on the table.
Isabel Paez.

She's the housekeeper, been with
the family for eight years.

CONLAN: What's going on?

But this is my house.

John Coma�?
Y es.

I got a call to come home and the
traffic was jammed up. I had to run.

Could you step over here,
Mr. Conlan?

Oh, my God,
is that Isabel?

Where's my wife?
My daughter Katie?

They're not here.
What?

No. They were here
when the power went out.

Well, maybe they went
to see a friend.

Listen. Would you go outside with this
officer while we figure this out, please?

Call Van Buren, tell her we're
looking at a possible kidnap?

Yeah. Tell her we could use
10 hours of daylight, too.

I want trap-and-traces
up on all phones

registered to Mr. Conlan.

And believe me,
I know there's a blackout.

Sergeant Simmons,
where's my generator?

Same place it was a half hour ago, LT.
Traffic.

Well, there's a hardware store
two blocks north on Lex.

If they have any portable
generators, commandeer them.

I got him making a list
of all the people

who've been in the house
in the last six months.

Good.
Keep him busy.

He runs a two-hundred
million dollar hedge fund.

He's not a patient man
by nature.

The security company's got
avideo of the kidnapping.

This was streamed from our
office in Jersey City.

It's a graphic reconstruction

based on data from the motion
and heat sensors in the home.

That dot moving there toward the
front door is the housekeeper.

There's the intruders.

They killed the housekeeper, now they're
going for the mom and daughter.

That's somebody hitting the
panic button in the hallway.

The battery died.
I'm sorry.

That door they went through,
where does it lead?

VAN BUREN:
This looks fresh.

That's an electric motor.

Somehow they got this door
open, they backed the car in

and loaded up their victims.

The dent's high on the fender. We're
probably talking about a van or an SUV.

A blue van or SUV.

Start knocking on doors.

No, sorry. I was running
around looking for batteries.

So what's going on
with the Conlans?

Burglary.

Of course, no alarm.

I hope they're sending
the bill to ConEd.

(LAUGHING)

I got home around 5:00.

Right.
Yeah.

Okay. So that was after.

You look thirsty. Do you...
Do you want one?

No. No, thank you. And you know
you're not actually supposed to be

drinking that outside.

Oh... Maybe you should
walk me home.

My husband's
out of town so...

You know what happens in a
blackout doesn't really count.

Later.

Let's go. The ransom
call just came in.

MAN: Fifteen million by
midnight or they both die.

How do I know
they're still alive?

I need proof
before I agree to anything.

KATIE: Dad?

I'm right here, sweetie.

Mom's here.
We're okay.

We' re just scared.

Katie?

Katie?

MAN: Okay, now?
Fifteen million by midnight.

I can't get the money that fast.
The banks aren't open.

Have one opened.

A guy like you?
Just call one of your friends.

Look. It's not that easy. The safes
won't open when the power's out.

But I have cash in the house and maybe
two million dollars in jewelry.

The price is
fifteen million.

I know and you'll get it all
once the power's back on.

It's... Look. Consider
it a show of good faith.

You know
I'm willing to pay.

We'll call you back.

It's okay, Mr. Conlan.
You did fine.

You got us a chance
to catch these guys.

As soon as they take the bag,
we can track them.

Just make the drop.
Do not confront them.

Are we clear
about that?

I'm no hero.
I just want my family back.

(ALL CHEERING)

(ALL GROANING)

Well, at least the power
was almost back on.

Don't get your hopes up. That
generator is as old as me.

Look. I need a release form for Mr.
Conlan but with all this...

No problem. There is an antique
typewriter in McCoy's office.

I'll go pry it
out of his hands.

Excellent.

Forensics tied
the paint chips in the garage

to a '98 Chevy cargo van.

We put the description
out on the air

but Communications says we're lucky
if 15% of the force gets it.

Wow, this just gets better.

LT, the radios are almost out of
juice and we can't recharge them.

You know I heard a rumor there was a time
when police officers didn't have radios.

You know you all
were issued whistles

as a part of your
standard equipment.

Now would be the time
to use them.

If you've misplaced yours, you can
get a new one from the supply room.

And if you forgot
the whistle codes,

it's one long, two short,
suspect sighted.

Three short,
officer needs assistance.

Lieutenant?
Yeah?

He got a text.

They want me
at Barrow and Commerce.

VAN BUREN:
All units, stand by.

Get ready to roll, people.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah, I'm here.

MAN: Start walking
toward Hudson.

Look for a cab.

There he goes.

Let's go!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

ED: Man on a bicycle grabbed the swag!
Heading east on Barrow.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

MAN: Hey, Mister.
So sorry! Mister!

I... I... I run a...
Stay back.

Cable to generator
for my store. I...

It's okay.
He... He didn't see.

I... I'm sorry.

I... I... I'm sorry.

He's dead.

I did what everyone told me and now
my family is in even greater danger.

Why isn't
the FBI involved?

I hear what you're saying,
Mr. Conlan.

If we feel the FBI can be of
use, we'll get them involved.

We'll do everything we can to
get your family back safe.

Just give us time.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Excuse me.

(sums)

VAN BUREN: Anything on our
Lance Armstrong?

Uh, no wallet, no ID, and his
prints aren't in the system.

He had a no-name
prepaid phone.

And the only calls were to Conlan
and to another pre-paid phone.

Probably an accomplice.

Who's probably wondering what
happened to his partner.

We don't have much time before
he decides to make a move.

Well, we got one more piece
of evidence to check out.

ED: CSU wasn't gonna show up
for a couple of hours,

so we just took it.

A mountain bike.

Look at the seat.

It's a woman's model.

It's probably stolen.

There's a sticker
from the MTA

to take the bike on the LIRR.
It's current.

Wake someone up
at the MT A.

Sure you got
the right address?

Yeah.

Uh, excuse me.

Where's the rest
of the cavalry?

LUPO: The cavalry
for what?

To help us
move these people?

To a facility
with a working generator?

Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am.
lt'sjust us.

We're looking for
Tina Shen.

My bike?
I lent it to a friend.

A boyfriend?

Just somebody I met here.

Nick.

Nick Costas.

He said he needed my bike to get
to a part-time job last night.

Is he okay?

LUPO: Is that Nick?

Yes. Oh, my God.
Was he in an accident?

A fatal accident.

Were you close?

He's mixed up in a kidnapping,
a woman and her daughter.

They're still missing, so I think you
should answer the question, Tina.

We were just,
you know, casual.

LUPO: Did you ever
meet any of his friends?

No.

Our thing was very casual.

Why is that?
You didn't click?

His idea of a life plan was to go live
on a beach in Greece and make jewelry.

That's just not practical.

What did he do here?

Nothing. He just visited.

His dad lives here.

My boy, uh... (LAUGHS)

Nick.

Best southpaw
the Dodgers ever had.

Alzheimer's.

Nick would come once a week
and bring him Greek pastries.

Where did Nick live?

Somewhere in the city.

And he came by yesterday
just to borrow your bike?

He said he'd been
cleaning out his dad's store.

Before he came here, Nick's dad had
some kind of store in Astoria.

ED: Where in Astoria?

You'd have to ask him.

Mr. Costas. Hi.

Hello.

Where's your store,
Mr. Costas?

Crescent and Thirty-First.

LUPO:
Crescent and Thirty-First.

(STAMMERING) Cloverfield.

Cloverfield
and Thirty-First.

Cloverfield?
Cloverfield... Crescent...

Cloverfield?

Crescent?

What kind of store
do you have?

(LAUGHING)

My... My... My kid's
a hell of a southpaw.

Is he coming today?

No. I don't think so.

(LAUGHING)

I know what he's doing.

He's feeding the snake.

He's not going to give me
a warrant for each store.

And I need more to make an argument
for exigent circumstances.

Look, man. If we hear
screams, we're going in.

But we got like a half a dozen stores
here and they're all closed up.

I don't want to just go in and then
have somebody walk on a bad search.

Hey, Ed.

The snake the old man
was talking about.

Hey, man. I think we
just found the place.

Hold on. Your Honor?

Your Honor...
Easy. Wait your turn...

I have an emergency
search warrant application.

Excuse my handwriting.

Not your handwriting,
Mr. Cutter.

The fact that your
informant, Mr. Costas,

doesn't seem to know
the location of his own store.

The warrant pertains to
a kidnapping in progress.

We have officers on the scene.
We're racing the clock.

You think I can't smell BS
in the dark, Counselor?

You have the officers
on the line?

This is Judge Bradley.
Who is this?

Uh... Uh... This is
Detective Green, YourHonoL

Uh, Your Honor,
Mr. Costas has Alzheimer's.

What about
the local precinct, Detective?

Don't they keep a list of
contacts for these stores?

They do in their computers
but their power's out.

Any other day,
Your Honor...

Just because the power is out doesn't
mean we unplug the Constitution.

That goes
for you as well.

Judge, people's lives
are at stake.

This is an emergency...

lam not signing this,
Mr. Cutter.

Detective Green?
Go in.

You get a warrant?

Just go.
I'll cover you.

All right.
He said, "Go."

Police!

Ed.

"Galaxy O' Petssss. Nick
Costas Senior, Proprietor."

ED: There's the mother.

Now where's the daughter?

(CLATTERING)

Stay down! Stay down! Pol ice!

I just saw somebody run out of that garage.
I think it's a burglar...

Shut up!
On the ground. Now.

I'm not the guy you want. I'm
telling you there was a burglar.

Someone coming out of there.

LUPO: What's that on your shoes?
Looks like blood to me.

LUPO: Where is she?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Then you better hope you didn't
do what I think you did.

Ed!

Katie?
(MUFFLED YELLING)

It's the police.

You'll be all right.

(MUFFLED YELLING)

Mom?
Where's my mom?

I'm telling you, man.
Shut up. Ed!

I got her!
She's okay!

You are one lucky mother.

(SIRENS WAILING)

Officer Donovan's gonna take
you to your father, okay?

Take care of her.

A driver's license
for Roy Barkin.

Roy, you're under arrest.

ED: Yeah...

KATIE: I don't
recognize anybody.

Anyway, I had a blindfold
on me the whole time.

How about when they
came in the house?

They had on like
hats and goggles.

They told me and my mom
not to look at them.

We can do this later.

No, Dad. I'm okay.

Itried to
pay attention to things,

if we got away.

Like voices.

I heard
two different ones.

Do you think you can
recognize them?

Only the guy I was with
when you found me.

He took us
to the bathroom

and I heard him talk
on the phone once.

He had
headphones on me,

but I could
still hear him.

What did he say?

It was just before he was
going to take off with me.

I guess he was
talking to the other guy.

He was yelling at him for coming
up with such a stupid plan

and how it was his fault
that everything got messed up.

And then he took
my mom out of the van.

And I heard her
try to scream.

He came back for me.

I thought he was
going to hurt me.

He just piled
all this stuff on top of me

and said we were
going away.

Connie.

Excuse us.

That phone call happened right before Mrs.
Conlan was killed.

Nick was already dead so he
was talking to somebody else.

Yeah. The genius
with the plan.

(BUZZING)

A mastermind?

What are you willing to do for someone
who helps you find this mastermind?

Your client is in
no position to negotiate.

We have Mrs. Conlan's
blood on his shoes,

his prints in the van
and the pet store...

Simple explanation. Roy is
second cousin to Nick Costas.

He's been sleeping in the store
off and on since it closed.

He came home after being
away for a few days.

He found
Mrs. Conlan dead.

He saw what he thought
was a burglar...

A for effort, Mr. Tyrell,

but we have a witness who can
identify your client's voice.

The young girl?

You sure you want to put her on the
stand so I can cross-examine her?

Katie Conlan can handle
whatever you dish out.

All right,

say you take no position on parole
and Roy gets out in 25 years.

Roy gets out in 30 and only if he
gives us the name of his accomplice.

Well...Aname...

A name. An address.

Some way of
finding this person.

You don't know who he is,
do you, Roy?

He was Nick's guy.

And Nick didn't tell you
anything about him?

So you were just
dumb muscle?

Lady, you can
kiss my dumb muscle.

I'm sure you'll have plenty of takers where
you're going for the rest of your life.

Goodbye, Roy.

Mr. Cutter.
Before you go...

Uh, there's a problem
locating the warrant

the police used
to enter the pet store.

I need it
to prepare Roy's defense.

Could you send me a copy?

Soon as I get
your discovery motion.

CONNIE: I had a feeling
that warrantless search

was going to come back
and bite us in the ass.

It might not. If we find the
brains behind the kidnapping.

The police have any luck
tracing the phone calls?

Yeah. A prepaid phone.

Brilliant.
This friend of Nick

didn't just flit through Nick's
life without leaving atrace.

Thanks.

ED: We vetted Nick's friends,
all three of them.

We checked phone records
going back a year.

No mystery man.

Well, maybe you should look
for other distant cousins.

LUPO: Hey, check out
all this stuff.

Extra batteries,
first aid kit,

energy bars. These guys
were in for the long haul.

Any guess
what this is?

See, they used it to crank open the
door after the power went out.

But the question is,
Why'd they take it with them?

Yeah, and why would Conlan
have two in his garage?

Well, the answer is,
he wouldn't, would he?

Uh, Nick and Roy
brought this one.

They probably
didn't leave it behind

because they knew it can
be traced back to them.

And how did they know they
were gonna need this thing

to open the garage door
in the first place?

Exactly.

Someone matching Nick's description
bought this at a Securi-Door dealer

in Long Island City two
days before the blackout.

They knew there was
going to be a blackout?

Neat trick.

Maybe this missing accomplice
worked at the power company.

You should ask them
what caused the blackout.

The official story is an
overload due to peak demand.

I bet the unofficial story
is a lot sexier.

I'll start making calls.

I noticed you haven't answered Barkin's
discovery motion for a search warrant.

You're tracking
defense motions?

You must have
a lot of free time, Jack.

Maybe you can help me
update my phone book.

Funny.

So there's a problem
with the search warrant?

No problem.

No warrant.

The judge wouldn't sign it. I
told the cops to go in anyway.

Mike...

There were
exigent circumstances!

How was I supposed
to know Nick Costas

had a cousin living in the pet shop
with an expectation of privacy?

Soon as Roy Barkin's lawyer
learns there's no warrant,

your whole case goes away.

By the time he finds out, I'll
have the missing accomplice,

I can argue
inevitable discovery.

What do you do for fun, Mike?
Juggle chainsaws?

With my neck
on the line?

Who said this is
your prosecution?

I'm happy
to take the hit.

Just let me call
my own shots.

CUTTER: We talked to the
power company, Mr. Declan.

They said you went offline
during a period of peak demand.

That's what caused
the blackout.

They were forced to buy power
from another supplier.

What can I say? We had to
shut down for maintenance.

During a 110%
peak demand?

Yeah, machines don't know
from peak demand.

Wad a recuperate:
that was about to New.

I had to take the power company
offline to replace it.

You still have
the old recuperator?

Maybe. Why?

The FBI will want to
take a look at it

to see if it was
about to blow.

The FBI? What for?

It may be evidence
in a kidnapping.

Since this is New Jersey and the
kidnapping took place in New York,

FBI has jurisdiction...

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Kidnapping?

They never said anything
about a kidnapping.

Who didn't say?

Uh, nobody.
I've already said too much...

Who, Mr. Declan?

The guys from Energyne.

They bought the plant
six months ago.

They told you
to go offline?

Yeah. You want to
hear it for yourself?

MAN: If you took down the plant, how
long would it take to get it back up?

DECLAN: It's not something you want
to just turn on and off every hour.

Let's put it that way.

MAN: Why don't you just
go ahead and shut her down.

DECLAN: Right now?

The grid's gonna crash. You'll put
the lights out all over New York.

MAN". Boo-freakiW-hoo.

Grandma Millie's just gonna have to sit
in the dark with her freakin' cats.

DECLAN". That's cold, man.

MAN: You think
that's cold?

Wait till she gets her power bill for
300 freakin' bucks a megawatt-hour.

The other voice
belongs to Paul Kleist,

the VP of Energyne.

The vice-president of a power
company involved in a kidnapping?

Come on.
I agree.

So what are they up to?

Energynejust buys power
plants to let them sit idle?

The plant manager
can't figure it out either.

Whatever it is, we're going
to wish it was as cut and dry

as a kidnap-murder.

You mean you're
going to wish.

This is the soup
you asked to be in.

Enjoy it.

KLHST: Grandma Millie's just
gonna have to sit in the dark

with her freakin' cats.

So excuse me for
not being warm and cuddly.

We own the facility,
we can shut it down,

turn it into a freakin' jellybean
factory if we want to.

I'm not warm and cuddly
either, Mr. Kleist.

And I'm not going anywhere
until I'm satisfied

you had a legitimate reason
to shut down the power plant

and cause a blackout.

Look, Mr. Cutter.

We came here
as a courtesy,

but you have no
regulatory authority

over an energy facility.

But I do have the authority
to charge Mr. Kleist here

as an accomplice
to a murder-kidnapping.

You have 24 hours to
comply with our subpoena.

CUTTER: After that, the police
will be arresting Mr. Kleist

and transporting him
to the Tombs,

where the lights out
is at 10:00.

That's a long time
to sit in the dark.

Thank you for coming in.

I've gotten calls from the
FTC, the Energy Department,

the City Public
Utilities Commission.

Mike's hit them all
with subpoenas.

What the hell
are you two up to?

Ask Mike. I've been
in court all day.

This is all from Energyne?

Energyne. Consumers Energy Watch.
Public Utility Hearings.

Anti-Trust Commission.

I can't read this.

Well, I can.

Now I'm worried. Mike, I hope this has
some bearing on the Conlan kidnapping.

I'm not sure but did
you know that Energyne

twice took its New Jersey
power plant off line

this summer for
unscheduled maintenance?

The first time
resulted in a brownout.

That's fascinating.

Yes, and they own another
facility in Pennsylvania.

They took that one down
three times since June.

That resulted in one
blackout and two brownouts.

You'd think Energyne would be in
the business of selling power,

not not selling it.

There's another company,
DelphPower.

They own a power plant
in Connecticut.

Every time Energyne took one
of its power plants offline

during peak demand, New York
had to buy its electricity

from DelphPower
at four times the going rate.

The two companies are colluding
to manipulate energy prices.

This is from a friend
at the SEC.

"Energyne and DelphPower are
owned by a consortium."

The majority stakeholder
in both companies

is a hedge fund.

Mattawin Capital.

This is good news?

Not if you're the Chief Executive
Officer of Mattawin Capital.

Are you people crazy?

We don't manipulate energy markets.
It's illegal.

Then what did you
and Mr. Kleist at Energyne

discuss on the phone

three days before
the blackout,

two days before
the brownout before that

and two days before
the blackout in July?

And with his counterpart at
DelphPower on those very same days?

My wife is dead.

My daughter's
having nightmares.

Why don't you
solve that crime?

Mr. Conlan, the person who masterminded
the kidnapping knew what you were up to.

They bought tools and supplies
in anticipation of the blackout.

It may be someone
in your office.

Someone with access to your
phone calls or e-mails.

For the last time,

the blackout just happened.

Nobody planned it.

Hey, Katie.

Hi.

Dad, we have to get going.

I'll be right out, sweetheart.

There's a memorial service
for Isabel.

How you doing?

Okay.

I went back
to school yesterday.

Come on, honey.

I want to thank the
detectives who saved me

but I don't know how to
get in touch with them.

I'll, uh...
I'll send you their addresses.

He's not taking
this seriously.

Should I call ahead and have them
warm up the subpoena machine?

The pet store.
They did aquariums?

And terrariums.

Bob Kort Aqua Systems.

Nice try.

Galaxy O' Petssss.

Excuse me. We werejust
admiring the aquarium.

Oh, yeah, the fish.

CONNIE: Yeah. The place that
set it up, Galaxy O' Petsss...

WOMAN: I think they went
out of business.

Do you remember who they
had servicing the tank?

Um... Tall guy.

Rick? Nick?
Something...

Who sits here?

One of the IT geeks.
Marty.

Marty was friends with Nick?

Uh-huh.
Couple of fish freaks.

Marty's out sick?

Yes. Since the blackout.

He exchanged a few phone calls
with Nick Costas, so what?

Costas was trying to
sell me a scorpion fish.

Oh yeah? How much
did he want for it?

You don't believe me.

Ask Costas.

Oh, right.

He's dead.

ED: What about what's
in your computer, Marty?

Evidence you hacked
into Conlan's e-mails,

voice-mails, pictures of
his family, his house...

He's a rich guy.

I wanted to see how he
lives and how he works.

How he makes money. Maybe I'd learn
something, become a rich guy like him.

Just harmless voyeurism.

A simple misdemeanor at most.
That's all Marty's guilty of.

Right. He's innocent
but when we found him

he was hiding under a car in
his mother-in-law's garage.

Maybe we got this
upside down, Ed.

Marty here looks like
the mastermind of nothing.

Maybe Nick called the shots.
Maybe...

Maybe he kicked Marty's ass.
Told him to hop to.

Is that what it is, Marty?

You a little worker bee?

You take orders from Nick,

from rich guys
like Conlan.

Left by yourself,
the best you can do

is grovel in
the grease under a car.

BREMMEN: They're just trying
to provoke you.

We're finished talking.

As dumb as it sounds, Marty has
a story and we can't shake it.

He erased the actual e-mails
he hacked from Conlan.

So there's no evidence he
knew the blackout was coming.

And no evidence
to connect him to Roy Barkin.

We need Conlan to testify to
what was in those e-mails.

Those were confidential
internal communications.

We're not obliged
to divulge their contents.

You sent those e-mails to Mr.
Kleist days before the blackout.

We can guess
what was in them.

You guessed wrong.

Mr. Conlan, unless we can
prove Marty Dressier

knew you were
going to trigger a blackout,

we might not be
able to convict him.

You have Barkin. Can't you
leverage him against Dressier?

We're not sure how much
he knows about Dressier.

Even then, our leverage against
Barkin might not hold up.

What do you mean?

You caught him.

He had my daughter.
He killed my wife.

I'm going to be frank
with you, Mr. Conlan.

There's a problem with the search
that led to Barkin's arrest.

On my authority, the police went
in without a proper warrant.

That's why we need your testimony to
leverage Dressier against Barkin.

If what you allege about the e-mails
is true, I'd be admitting to fraud.

I'd go to jail.
Katie would be alone.

We can come to terms, Mr. Conlan,
if you agree to testify...

It's not just you.
It's the Feds, the SEC.

You can't speak for them.
They'd tear me apart.

The people who killed
your wife might go free.

(sums)

The movers are coming tomorrow.
We have a lot to do by then.

Mr. Conlan, please...

Look. You expect me to sacrifice
everything, to fix your mistake.

I'm not doing it.

But, Hank, these are
exceptional circumstances.

No, I haven't
talked to Albany.

I didn't see the point
unless you were on board.

I'm sorry you
feel that way, Hank.

Sure, good night.

So that's oh for five.

The Feds won't consider
giving Conlan a deal.

CONNIE: They'd rather string
up a white-collar criminal

than put two
murderers away.

From where they sit, the
murderers only killed two women,

while the white-collar criminals
stole from eight million voters.

The logic is unassailable.

Why not go after
Kleist and Energyne?

If they fold, Conlan might see the
writing on the wall and testify.

The lawyers are stacked
ten deep around Energyne.

It'll be five years before
that case even gets to trial.

We can always hope Roy
Barkin's lawyer doesn't notice

the cops went in
without a warrant.

CONNIE: It's too late.

Wade, Huntley and Mapp
motions are on for tomorrow.

Sometimes there's just
one too many chainsaws.

On the bright side,

you can take credit for
uncovering a massive fraud

against the citizens
of this state.

That's just about money.

Barkin and Dressier
killed two people.

Do you still have
a subpoena pad?

For who?

Conlan's daughter.

I want her in court.

People v. Roy Barkin
and Martin Dressier.

On for motions.

Mr. Tyrell,
you're up first.

YourHonon this is a motion
to suppress evidence

seized during the warrantless
search of the premises

my client was
domiciled in.

For the record, Defendant Dressier
takes no part in the motion...

Your Honor...
Hold on, Counselor.

You'll get your turn
to respond to the motion.

Judge, the People have an application that
will obviate the need for defense motions.

Why didn't you say so?

At this time, the People are
unable to sustain the charges

against defendants
Dressier and Barkin.

We move to
dismiss the indictment,

reserving the right
to re-present

at such time as the evidence
will support the charges.

The People's request
is granted in its entirety.

Defendants are to be released
and processed outforthwith.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

What are you doing?
You're letting them go?

Iwarned you what would happen
if you didn't help us.

Let's go.

Dad, what does he mean you...
Not now, sweetie.

What does he mean?
I'll tell you, Katie.

Don't you dare.
She's the victim.

She's the one
I answer to.

I made a mistake, Katie,
and so did your father.

And now I can't make a
case against those men

because your father is withholding
a key piece of evidence...

You stop now...

They knew your father
was gonna cause a blackout

to drive up
electricity prices.

That's why they planned the
kidnapping for that day.

But your father
won't tell the truth

because he's afraid
of going to jail.

Is that true?

CUTTER: Now, Katie,

you're a good decent person.
You want to see justice done.

Dad, they killed Isabel,

they killed Mom...

Katie, they'll take me away from you.
They'll take everything...

I don't care.
You have to help.

They killed Mom. Doesn't
that mean anything to you?

Honey, it means
everything to me.

But if I'm in jail, there'll
be nobody there for you.

Nobody to
take care of you.

Katie, I'll lose you.

I don't want to live with you
if you can't tell the truth.

I don't.

You have to
tell the truth.

You have to.

The e-mails you refer to contained my
instructions to Paul Kleist at Energyne

to take one of his
power plants offline,

an action we both knew would cause a
shutdown of the power grid in New York City.

And why did you direct Mr.
Kleist to take such action?

Because it would allow another
power plant owned by my company

to charge above-market rates.

Exorbitant rates.

And Mr. Dressier stumbled across your
illegal scheme to defraud the public?

Yes.

What I did
was inexcusable.

It was selfish and greedy.

Many people were hurt.
Many people.

I'm sorry.

I'm very sorry.

CUTTER: Thank you.

No more questions.

Your witness.

Mr. Conlan...

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