All language subtitles for Law & Order s18e12 Submission.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.

Are you still getting the signal?
Yes.

(DEVICE BEEPING)

From there.
That house?

(DEVICE BEEPING FASTER)

(nos BARKING)

You hear that?

Oh, my God.
Officer! Police!

Our dog's in there!
Your dog.

Yeah, he disappeared. He has a GPS collar.
Look at the signal.

He's right in there!
Do you hear that?

If have a missing dog, I can give
you the number for Animal Control.

Hey, Frank!

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Police. Open the door!

(LOCK BUZZES)

(DOG BARKING LOUDER)

(MEN CHEERING)

(MEN SHOUTING)

Nathan!

Jay, Jay. Jav-

What in the hell are
you doing in my house?

Nobody move!
You're all under arrest.

All right, someone control those dogs
or I'm going to shoot them right now!

Right now!

Twenty-seven Frank requesting a 10-85 at 825
East 76 Street, regarding multiple arrests.

Notify Animal Welfare.

Now, this one didn't
survive the fight,

um, multiple lacerations,
punctured lung...

What about that one? He
doesn't look quite as tough.

Yeah, that's
a kidnapped pet,

used as a bait dog for the fighting
dogs to tear apart as warm-up.

(SIGHS) Nice.
That's awful, Doc,

but Why'd you call us?
We don't do dog homicides.

I know. I'm doing a full
necropsy on this one,

and so I cut him open
to see if he'd been eating.

Sometimes the kennel owners,
they starve the dogs...

Doc.

Right. Well, I thought
you might want to see

what I found inside him.

What is that?

A human finger.
Or what's left of it.

That would be your
department, wouldn't it?

(CROWD CLAMORING)

Well, dog lovers are
out in force today

as the Bow-Wow Eight exit
after their arraignments.

(PEOPLE MAKING BARKING SOUNDS)

You remember that
arraignment a month ago,

where the guy killed
the mother and the daughter?

No crowds for that one.
But you mess with a dog...

You know, I'm thinking
about getting one.

Right. That's exactly
what you need.

What's that
supposed to mean?

LUPO: You guys got a minute?
Not here. Not now.

We just want to see your fingers.
What?

It's easy, like this.

Go ahead.

Okay.

Dawn Talley, Channel 8 News. Why
did you ask to see their fingers?

Uh, I'm learning
to count to 10.

There it is. It was in the
dog's large intestine,

but not long enough
for the digestive juices

to completely dissolve
the nail polish.

It was
awoman's finger?

Or one of you
metrosexual guys.

A trace of polish
on the nail, there.

Red?

Actually, somewhere between
fuchsia and pink,

appropriate for the age of the victim,
who was early 30s or younger.

Good nutrition.
No sign of anemia.

You got a name
and address?

I don't think she's still walking around.
This woman was recently dead.

Killed and tossed
to the dogs.

Yeah, we're running the DNA

and an analysis of some stuff in the
skin, looks like a chemical burn.

So, to get to
the large intestine,

how long is the finger
in the dog?

At least four hours.
No more than 18.

By then you'd be scraping it
off the bottom of your shoe.

FIELD: Yeah, uh,
we're in conference here,

and we have nothing
to say to the police.

This isn't about
the dog fight.

Then what? You want
to see our toes now?

(MEN SNICKERING)

A human finger was found inside the
dog that was killed in your house.

VANCE: A finger?

Mr. Carlin doesn't own those dogs.
He didn't feed those dogs.

If anybody saw anything
in the house...

Like what?

This is crazy.

All right.
It's all right, Marty.

They were my guests.
I take full responsibility,

but obviously
not for this.

How long were the dogs there
before the police arrived?

You mean before the police
illegally entered the premises?

Look, I don't know if you're going
to beat this dog-fighting rap.

I don't know
and I don't care.

But right now, we're searching
your house for other body parts.

Next thing we do
is tear down the walls.

Is that what you want?

CARLIN: The dogs
were there for two hours.

As far as I know, they ate
before they left home.

Where is that? Home?

A kennel,
in Ulster County.

Justin Cabrera, Ulster
County Sheriff's detective.

Is this Mr. Mackey?

Yeah. He volunteered
to show us where he lives.

He's trying to convince us that
his dogs didn't eat anybody.

Yeah, I think
I would've noticed.

Yeah, you probably fed them
somebody yourself.

I understand he put on a dog fight
for some rich guy in the city?

Yeah. The rich guy thought his
friends would get a kick out of it.

Oh, yeah? Endless fun?

This is where Mr. Mackey
kept his dogs.

They're all at the county
shelter now.

Hey, my partner wants a dog.
Any up for adoption?

If he wants to get eaten, sure.

We have our cadets straining
through their droppings.

They've come up with
a nice little pile of bones.

Cat bones. I'm telling you, you think
somebody got killed here, you're crazy.

Yeah. That fingerjust
fell out of the sky?

No! It's... Somebody must've
gotten in back here, right?

Tossed it over the fence.

I mean, that gate's got a
lock, but it's not Fort Knox.

Cat bones? I thought
you raised dogs.

Sometimes I give them
a cat to play with.

Like when that guy from the city,
Carlin, came out with his buddy

to pick out dogs
for his fight.

He wanted to see
what they could do.

CABRERA: I don't know what
you've got this guy for,

but he's looking at a dozen counts
of aggravated cruelty up here.

He kept these dogs in chains, living in
their own crap, half of them half-dead.

He's looking
at 10 years, easy.

You think I ran an operation
this size on my own?

That guy Carlin
has plenty of money.

You saying Carlin's in the
dog-fighting business with you?

I'm saying
make me an offer.

If Mr. Carlin was involved
in the business,

we'd love to make an example.
What do you know about him?

Oh, he's a wine consultant.
You have too much money

and you want to drop $100,000
on wine, he'll sell it to you.

Nothing like watching a couple of
dogs tear each other to pieces

while sipping
a nice Chardonnay.

Why haven't you guys
gone to see him again?

To see him about the dog fighting
or our possible homicide here?

We don't have a body.

What's this about? Is this
about public opinion?

I mean, we saw the whole dog-lover
circus on the courthouse steps.

Mmm, what this is about is
appalling cruelty to animals,

rich jerks who think they can do whatever
they want for their own amusement.

Just pay a fine
and walk away laughing.

Works for me.

VAN BUREN: All right, go talk to Mr.
Carlin about the dogs,

and if anyone mentions
a body, take notes.

It's you versus Mackey,
and he's willing to testify.

That I was his partner?
That's right.

That's ridiculous.

Look, if I did anything...

And he's not
saying he did.

Right. Those dogs in here
were a mirage.

Hypothetically, he might have heard about
Mackey from a friend and hired him,

a one-shot deal,
to set up an exhibition.

Yeah, you don't beHevethaL
ask Marty Vance.

He was up there with me
when I met Mackey.

He means
hypothetically, right?

He's your buddy.
He'll back you up.

Then ask his wife.

She heard Marty and I talking when
we got back to the townhouse.

She's still living there while
they're getting the divorce.

She's not gonna tell any
lies for Marty or for me.

VANCE: That fight was stupid,
but it was a one-time thing.

Jay didn't even know
that guy before.

All right, great. You guys
got your stories straight.

Uh, we'd like to ask
your wife, too.

My Wife?

Yeah, you know, neutral party.
Is she here?

She's visiting
her sister in Miami.

Do you have the number?

Do you really have
to talk to her?

We're kind of in an awkward
situation right now.

Yeah. We do.
What's the number?

I actually don't think
she's in Miami.

I don't know where she is.

Your friend Carlin said that she still
lived here while you guys got a divorce.

I came home one night
last week, she was out.

I haven't seen her since.

Figured she went off
with a friend,

boyfriend.

It's really not
my business anymore.

Uh, which bathroom
does she use?

Bathroom? Yeah, you
know, hair, makeup.

I assume you guys
use separate bathrooms?

Upstairs.

Mind if we take a look?

No.

Thanks.

Is that hertoothbrush?
I guess.

Looks like she forgot
to take her stuff.

So this is
her nail polish?

What do you think? Red?

Actually, somewhere between
fuchsia and pink.

LUPO: He's filing out the
missing persons report now.

After his wife's
been gone a week?

Worried sick
about her, huh?

Well, he looks
a little worried now.

And you have no idea
where she is?

I told you.
We weren't talking much.

Why were you both
still living together?

The townhouse
is community property.

My lawyer told me not to abandon it,
and hers told her the same thing.

So you were fighting
about the property?

No. We were just...
Nothing.

Look, you really think
that finger is Lauren's?

What do you think?

I don't believe it.

I mean,
I'm sure she's just...

Just what?

We ran the DNA from the
missing woman's toothbrush

against the DNA
of the finger.

Problem was we only
got six loci.

So the results are consistent,
but don't individualize.

So the finger could
belong to Lauren Vance?

Or 10,000 other people
in the tri-state area.

What about the nail polish?

Definitely matches the polish
in Mrs. Vance's bathroom.

All right. So it's looking good.
Or bad.

The lab also identified the substance
on the skin. (PHONE RINGING)

It's chlorine, which you usually
don't find inside a dog.

Yeah.

Okay, we'll be right there.

Mrs. Vance's sister
just flew in from Miami.

I hadn't talked to Lauren
in a couple of weeks,

but that happens.
I get busy.

I came as soon as I heard.

That son of a bitch.

You'd be referring
to Mr. Vance there?

Lauren wouldn't go away
without telling anybody.

Have you talked to her friends?
I know some names.

Great, can you
give us a list?

We talked to everybody
we could find.

And the last time
you talked to your sister,

did she mention
any new friends?

Uh, boyfriends?
Travel plans?

No, uh, she said it was
raining in New York.

I told her about some
shoes I bought for $300.

Something's happened to her.

I know it.

What can I do?

If anyone has seen her or has any
information, please call, please help.

In case your sister is watching this,
Ellen, do you have a message for her?

Yes. Lauren, please,

call me.

Come home.

Hove you.

That was Ellen Chase, whose sister has
been missing for nearly two weeks

from the townhouse she shared with
her estranged husband, Marty Vance.

Mr. Vance talked to me today about
what is on everyone's mind.

We were getting a divorce,
but we were still friendly.

Maybe she just needed
to be alone for a while.

just wish I knew.

A few hours ago, Mr. Vance
offered a $100,000 reward

for any information leading
to the return of his wife.

But the police, they' re still
treating him like a suspect,

as evidenced this afternoon by the search
of the townhouse he now occupies alone.

You look good
on TV, Lupes.

$100,000 reward.

Maybe the husband will turn himself
in, make the accounting easy.

You didn't find any blood
in his townhouse, right?

So he strangled her
or he drowned her,

or he killed her
somewhere else.

Then he dumped the body, but first
he stopped in Ulster County

to throw her hands to a couple
of dogs he saw chew up a cat.

Why?

To delay identification
if the body was found?

This isn't 1952. I mean, he's
heard of DNA, he must have.

You know, maybe
he didn't do it.

He said the divorce was friendly.
Uh-huh.

Well, go talk
to her lawyer.

Right.

Twenty-two hundred divorces. I'm
still waiting for that friendly one.

And how does
this one rate?

The husband liked to watch dogs kill
each other. What does that tell you?

And the rough stuff
was still to come.

What rough stuff?

My client thought herhusband
was hiding assets.

He was in some real estate deals
that fell through, supposedly.

Ayear ago, there was
plenty of money.

Then all of a sudden,
there wasn't so much.

So she was snooping
around his finances?

Did her husband know
she was snooping around?

I'm not sure.

One of his investments was in the wine
business with his friend, Jay Carlin,

the guy who had
the dog fight party.

Lauren told me she was
going to talk to him.

This is what Vance
invested in?

CARLIN: Some of those old Bordeaux
are worth $30,000 a bottle.

Right, and you had dogs
fighting in the next room?

Weren't you worried about their guts
flying up and smudging the labels?

You said you weren't here about that.
Do I need to call my lawyer?

No, I'm just trying to figure out
what a guy like you was thinking.

Never occurred to you to take
your friends to a Knicks game?

Did you show Mrs. Vance
your old Bordeaux?

Okay, this whole thing
is ridiculous.

Lauren is probably sitting on a
mountaintop with a guru in Tibet.

Could be, but what did she say
when she came to see you?

She said she wanted advice
about a wine-tasting class.

But it was obvious
what she was up to.

She wanted to know about my wine
business and about Marty's investment.

Right. And what
did you say?

I said that
business is good.

LUPO: And what did
you tell her husband?

That she was sniffing
around his money?

Yeah.

Marty's a friend of mine.

There's your motive. She wanted
every nickel and he knew it.

No physical evidence, no
witnesses, no confession.

How's Ulster County doing
looking for the body?

Well, Mackey's kennel is over the
hill from a forest preserve,

100,000 acres.

And they said if we're in a
hurry, we're welcome to come up

and bring our own shovel.

Hey,Lupo, your favorite
story's back on the news.

It's very difficult.

The police have been talking to
my friends, investigating me.

I only wish they would try
that hard to find Lauren.

Even if they did, it might
be a futile effort.

Channel 8 News
has learned exclusively

that Lauren Vance was being
treated by a psychiatrist

for severe depression
and suicidal tendencies.

You got that?

No one told us anything about
her seeing a shrink.

Maybe we should hire her.

Her sister didn't know anything
about her seeing a psychiatrist.

So if you have
any information...

Look, you saw my report.
You got your information.

We know what you said,
not where it came from.

I don't reveal
a source.

This ain't a national
security case.

No, it's a news story, my news
story, and it's privileged.

Have you ever heard about the New
York State Press Shield Law?

Look, I'm on my way
to follow another lead.

You want to hear about it,
I'm on again at 11:00.

I don't want to wait until 11:00.
Let's go.

Ajax Properties.

LUPO: Nice big windows.

We should be able to get
a view from over there.

Are we Peeping Toms now?

Hey, you're the one
who wanted to follow her.

It's Vance.

His records don't show
him owning a loft in Soho.

They don't show
that, either.

Maybe he's Ajax Properties. His
wife said he had hidden assets.

(DIALING NUMBER ON PHONE)

Hi, it's Detective Lupo.

I need another search
warrant on Vance.

111 Greene Street,
10th floor.

We're just...
Talk about hidden assets.

LUPO: Yeah.
We have probable cause.

LUPO: Open up! Police!

Now what? We have a warrant
to search these premises.

Well, what are you
looking for?

Hey.

How's your story going?

This is not what you think. Yeah,
I can't wait to hear about it.

Hey, Ed.

Chlorine.

GREEN: The chemical burn.
Everybody step out.

This could be
a crime scene.

Did you call the other
news stations?

It's a news story.
I think this is yours.

I don't know anything
about chlorine.

I don't live here.

So what are you doing here besides
giving an in-depth interview?

RUBIROSA: We'll do
the research, Mr. Vance.

If you own the company that
owns this place, it'll turn up.

Is that what
your wife did?

No.

She found out
you own this place?

And you forgot to put it on
your list of marital assets?

Did she follow you here?

Catch you in that hot tub?

I work in real estate.

I'm on the Committee
to Beautify New York.

I do not kill my wife
over a divorce!

What's going on here?

GREEN: Just asking your client
a couple of questions.

He has nothing else to say.
Is he under arrest?

No.

Good-bye.

Vance does own that loft, and
he was hiding it from his wife.

Did the police find anything
there, besides the chlorine?

No blood. No tissue.

This guy lied to the police,
he lied to his wife,

he had motive, he knew
where to find those dogs,

his wife went for a walk two
weeks ago, never came back

and he never thought
to mention it to anybody?

What about the report
that she was suicidal?

There's no evidence of suicide
attempts or even seeing a shrink.

Her sister says
it's a lie.

It came from the reporter who was
consoling our suspect without her top on.

She put that story out to make people
think her new boyfriend was innocent.

Why bother? All she had
to do was nothing.

The cops weren't
laying a hand on him.

Maybe she was worried because
she knew he was guilty.

I mean, she knew something. Of
course, she's not talking to us.

Convene a grand jury.
Make her.

And what was the source
for your story

about Mrs. Vance's supposed
psychiatric problems?

My sources are confidential.
I don't have to reveal them.

Well, ajudge says
that you do,

and this is not the place
to reraise that issue.

CUTTER: It's all right. It might
be useful for the grand jury

to understand the context
of this testimony.

There shouldn't be any testimony.
New York has a Press Shield Law.

Which protects
information obtained

in the course of gathering
news for publication,

not during half-naked
hot tub parties.

It's not up to ajudge or you to tell
me how to practice my profession.

What profession are
we talking about here?

Thank you. It's always so
nice to be called a whore.

I don't know about you, but I
think the truth is important.

So I'll do what I have to
do, use what I have to use,

including, sometimes,
my sexuality.

Let me ask you,
Mr. Cutter,

how far would you go
to convict a murderer?

Well, that's how far
I'd go to get a story.

We're still waiting for an answer
to the question about the source

for your story about Mrs. Vance's
alleged psychiatric problems.

It was Mr. Vance.

Did you check it out?

Get corroboration?

No.

Well, what happened to
your pursuit of the truth?

I was after the truth.

I thought the police
were taking the easy way out.

A wife was missing
so suspect the husband.

I wanted to spend time with him,
hear more about her from him.

Maybe I'd learn
the real story.

Maybe I'd even
identify the killer.

And if the killer
was Mr. Vance?

Then I'd get the confession,
and it would be my scoop.

So you put out a false story
so you wouldn't be scooped

by the police
arresting a murderer?

Hmm. Got a little
carried away.

CUTTER: Well, why did you
get carried away then?

What made you concerned that the
police were about to arrest Mr. Vance?

Well, I found a Google
Map in his trash.

It showed that kennel
in Ulster County,

and a wooded area nearby
that was highlighted.

I asked Mr. Vance about it. He
said he'd taken a drive near there

around the time of his wife's
disappearance just to relax.

He was worried that

someone might have seen him and then
recognized his face on the news.

What wooded area?

Some of them will
have to be destroyed.

Yeah, but not all
of them, right?

You don't want one of
those dogs, believe me.

You want a dog?

I'm thinking
about it. Yeah.

He's lonely.

I always had a dog growing up.
But, you know, now, in the city...

DEPUTY ON RADIO: Detective
Cabrera, we've found something.

We'll be right there.

Check the hands.

No hands.

Not guilty. This whole
thing is crazy.

Can I make a statement?

You just did.

Bail's $500,000. Next.

You're making a mistake.

We're going to get you
out of this, Marty.

Ibelieve him.

You always believe them.

No, I don't.

The police still haven't found
anyone who saw Vance in those woods.

There's no credit cards at area gas
stations, no hits on his E-ZPass,

and no trace of the Google Map
in his computer history.

So now it's all up to our witness,
and her story about the map.

Her story is supported by the fact
that we did find the body there.

Yeah, what about
the rest of it, Mike?

What do you mean?

Do you buy it?
The Pulitzer Hooker?

Would you sleep with a witness
to convict a murderer?

I might go on a date.

How's her record
as ajournalist?

It's pretty good, actually.

She did an expose
on shoddy subway repairs,

and a series on price-fixing
in the wine business.

Any mention in that one
of Jay Carlin,

our dog-fighting
wine dealer?

No. But she did rely on an unnamed source.
It could have been Carlin.

If it was, we probably know how she
wormed the information out of him.

And a year later they both become our
two star witnesses against Vance.

What a coincidence.

Isn't it?

What?

Vance and Carlin.

Now, they both knew where those dogs lived.
They went up there together.

And they both saw
them rip up a cat.

Now, Mrs. Vance was
investigating the finances.

Yeah, but she was investigating
her husband's finances.

But he was invested
in Carlin's wine business,

so she was also
asking about that.

Everything we have
that points to Vance,

points just as well
to Carlin.

Not the chlorine. Vance had the
chlorine next to his hot tub.

Any connection between
chlorine and wine?

Okay, liquid chlorine
used to be used to wash corks

before they were put
into the bottles.

All right, Carlin deals in old wine,
but he doesn't bottle the stuff,

does he?

When you said you were
bringing breakfast,

I was thinking more along
the lines of orangejuice.

Just give it a try,
Mr. McCoy.

Mr. Parsons is a wine chemist
from the Culinary Institute.

He's been kind enough
to help us at short notice.

Do you taste the vanilla,
the hint of persimmon?

I'm not sure.

But also a little sucking
in of your cheeks,

an overbalance of tannin
in the structure?

That's a $2,000 bottle
of Chateau La Rochelle, 1949,

sold to a wine dealer
by Jay Carlin.

Tell me you didn't put this
on your expense account.

I did. But we'll get it back
when we convict Carlin of fraud.

It's not bad, Mr. McCoy. It
may even be a La Rochelle,

but it's recent,
probably an $80 bottle.

Jay Carlin sells
counterfeit wine?

PARSONS: It's a plague
on the market.

People have money, buy expensive
bottles to impress their friends.

They have no idea how
it's supposed to taste.

The perfect crime. The victims
don't even know they've been had.

Carlin gets the empty bottles from
restaurants or collectors, refills them

with cheaper wine, and then all
he has to do is replace the cork.

Which requires chlorine.

Vintners used to prepare their
corks in chlorine and oxalic acid.

If you want to fake an old cork,
you've got to do the same thing.

Thank you, Mr. Parsons.

Good-bye.

So?

What if Mrs. Vance stumbled
on Carlin filling old bottles,

she threatened to expose him,
so he strangled her,

but in the struggle, her hands got
into the chlorine acid solution.

Wait a minute. You're
talking about the murder?

You're saying you just
arraigned the wrong man?

I don't know.

You're supposed to know. You're
due in court in 45 minutes.

We are all ready to begin
jury selection, Mr. Cutter.

I beg the court's indulgence, but
Assistant District Attorney Wheeler

has a medical emergency and
I need to stand up for him

in a critical motion hearing
on an A-1 Felony.

Will you be ready
by this afternoon?

Tomorrow morning
would be better.

We've got potential jurors
waiting in the next room.

Miss Stocker, usually the
defense welcomes any delay.

Fine. Tomorrow will be swell.

I'll go see
Green and Lupo.

Tell them to take
all the time they need,

as long as they have
something by this afternoon.

But where are you going?

Motion hearing, remember?

What's so critical?

To disqualify ajuror whose uncle
used to date the defendant's mother.

GREEN: Hey, you sure
this is kosher?

We got a search warrant
for body parts.

So look for body parts.

Start with
Carlin's datebook.

Hmm.

No fingers in between
the pages.

RUBIROSA: Is that a D?
That weekend last month?

Yeah,His. There's lots
of Ds on the weekends.

D Southampton.

D Saint Bart's.

D for Dawn?

I got another D, on video.

Pretty yummy. Hmm?

You talking about me or you
talking about the wine?

(LAUGHS)

h' you come over here,
maybe I'll show you again.

(GROWLS)

I think maybe it's time
for us to move in together.

Oh, God.
That'd be great.

Real soon.

You always say that.

Soon, babycakes,

SOON.

The part of the tape that comes before
that, you're not old enough to see.

So they're an item?

A very, uh,
acrobatic item.

But is it love?

Enough for her to help him
frame his friend for murder?

(sums)

She played me, Jack. I fell for her
zeal in pursuit of truth and justice.

That sounds like you.

She probably knew that.
She did her homework.

No one ever said
she was a lousy reporter.

You're not the first D.A.
who's ever been played.

You?

Back when I was young enough.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)

We have proof
Carlin's wines are fake.

Was that the persimmon
I didn't taste?

No. The nuclear chemistry
lab at Columbia

found cesium 137 in a bottle
of Carlin's 1933 Bordeaux.

Well, cesium 137
wasn't introduced

into the atmosphere until
nuclear testing in the 1950s.

So you've nailed
the guy for fraud,

and bouncing around
a bedroom with a reporter.

Did you happen to find anything
linking him to the murder?

So it's still
a theory, a hunch.

It makes sense.

So does the case against Vance,
which contains actual evidence.

Can you dig up anything
solid against Carlin?

If we keep looking, Vance's
lawyer will hear about it,

and she'll beat us to death with
it if we continue against Vance.

Against Vance?

If we don't find anything
against Carlin.

You're making me dizzy. Decide
whom you want to prosecute.

Uh, I don't understand
what I'm doing here.

It's routine,
Mr. Carlin.

We just need to prep your
testimony against Mr. Vance.

I'm not really
comfortable about this.

Marty's a friend.

We need you to
establish his motive.

Lauren Vance told you she was
looking for his hidden assets.

Not in so many words.

You told the police
her meaning was clear.

You also told Mr. Vance,
that's how he knew.

I can't believe that
Marty killed anybody.

Do you really need
my testimony?

Yes. We believe he killed
his wife, but he was

lucky or clever or both.

We don't have much evidence, and
there are holes we can't fill,

like when he went to the kennel with her
hands, he had to open a locked gate.

Now, he must have got the combination
when he went up there with you,

but we can't prove that.

All right, all right.
Look, if I help you on this,

can you cut me some slack
on the dog-fighting thing?

It's turning out to be
kind of a big deal.

You want to swap, for
testifying against your friend?

Look, this is
the real world.

I accept reality.

We'll take your cooperation
into consideration.

All right. When Marty and I
went up to the kennel,

the lock was sticking.

The dog guy, Mackey,
couldn't get it open.

Marty helped him.

So he could have
seen the combination?

I'm going to be a lousy
witness for you, aren't I?

That's what we're
here to talk about.

Look, I'm really sorry.

Well, I'm not sure
that helps.

At first I tried to protect Marty,
then I helped get him arrested.

So am I lying now
or was I lying then?

That's what his lawyer's
going to ask me, isn't it?

Yup. Something like that,

right around the time
you mention that map you saw.

If I could just explain.

Everything was aimed
at getting a story.

It's my job.

You'd understand.

Yeah.

I'm not sure the jury will
be made up of high achievers.

It's been a long day,
trial prep.

Would you join me?

Sure.

Mr. Carlin was here earlier.

He sent over a bottle
from his cellar.

Mmm.

Do you taste the vanilla?

(DOOR OPENING)

Hey, Mike.
You got a minute?

Yeah, sure.

It's Mackey. He says
he found some footprints

that might belong to whoever
tossed in the hands.

You're kidding. What,
next to his dog pen?

Yeah, he says
he just found them,

that they might be
connected to the murder.

And why should
we trust him now?

I'm not so sure we should.

Ah, just file a report
and we'll deal with it later.

Isn't that the guy
with the dogs?

Yeah.

He's been begging for a deal
since day one, still at it.

Yeah...

Yeah, I did some research
when I covered that story.

I got to tell you, those
fighting dogs are different.

You know, when two normal
dogs meet, even two wolves,

one is aggressive and one rolls
over, and that's the end of it.

Submission signal.

The first one
is dominant.

He stops. Fight over.

But with these fighting dogs, they
don't stop, they keep attacking.

Yeah, well,

I really don't have time
for that guy right now.

Oh. What kind of deal does he want?
You've got him nailed, don't you?

Absolutely.
All of a sudden,

he says he's discovered
footprints next to his dog pen,

maybe from the guy
who tossed in the hands.

After all this time?

He says the cadets who were
sorting through the dog crap

put boards down to protect their
shoes and covered the prints.

It's probably
his own damn footprint.

What are you going to do?

Finish prepping my trial
and go to bed.

I'll call Ulster County
in the morning,

let them deal with it.

DAWN: Don't forget your rake.

CARLIN: Don't worry.

I'll get everything
when we leave.

Now, where the hell are these
footprints supposed to be?

He didn't tell me.
Where were you standing?

I don't know. I was
in kind of a hurry.

Maybe over...

Uh-oh, I think somebody
just stepped in something.

You're under arrest

for trespassing.

(HANDCUFFS SNAPPING)

Yeah, can we go now?

It's a damn misdemeanor.
I'll pay the fine.

Hey, I hear you two got in some kind
of trouble, our two star witnesses.

It's nothing. I don't
know what he told you.

He said you were sneaking
around Mackey's kennel.

You didn't tell him about
the footprints, did you?

By the way,
there weren't any.

I'm calling my lawyer.

Great. We can all watch
a movie until he gets here.

Hmm.

How about this one?

I've got my own.

DAWN: Don't forget your rake.

CARLIN: Don't worry. I'll get
everything when we leave.

Well, what do you know? Looks like it was
you who knew the combination to that lock.

DAWN: He didn't tell me.
Where were you standing?

I don't know, I was
in kind of a hurry.

CUTTER: Where were
you standing when, Mr. Carlin?

You were in a kind
of a hurry to do what?

Mike, he just asked me
to go for a drive.

He said he'd
get me a story.

Yeah, we saw the tape,
babycakes.

Oh, I know that was just
you practicing journalism.

By the way, Mr. Carlin, you might
want to mention to your lawyer

that we're confiscating the
contents of your wine cellar.

His wine?

It's counterfeit,
new wine in old bottles.

That's why he killed Lauren Vance,
because she found out he was a fraud.

He didn't tell you?

The wine is fake?

Please don't say anything.

We're seizing his house, too,
proceeds of a corrupt enterprise.

If you were planning
on marrying him,

looks like you're going to
have to pay for the reception,

but not for
at least 25 years.

Detective, would you please place Mr.
Carlin under arrest for murder?

What about her?

I can help you.

Like you helped me
at the grand jury?

Like you helped
Marty Vance?

I can really help you.

He told me
to get close to Marty.

Don't be an idiot.

I saw the map at his house.

CARLIN: They're going
to get you, too.

I didn't kill anybody.

I'll tell you whatever
you want to know.

I guess that would be
the submission signal?

But I'm not like
the other dogs.

I don't stop.

Perjury, and hindering
prosecution, for starters.

JUDGE: You're dropping
the charge?

We are, Your Honor.

The People now believe
that Mr. Vance is innocent

of involvement in the
murder of his wife.

Another person has been
charged with the crime.

In fact, we have
a motion hearing scheduled.

I love it when
the system works.

Mr. Vance,
you're free to go.

And I'm sure you have Mr.
Cutter's profoundest apologies.

Does he?

Yes.

You know, if she wasn't
such a lying slut

and a disgrace
to her profession

and, you know,
an accessory to murder,

you two might have
really hit it off.

Could we please
do this another time?

Sure. What kind of dog
did you say you were?

Good boy, good boy.

Let's go home. Come on!

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