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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.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.
Scott,

this is Detective Lou Cavello,
I need you to listen, okay?

Whatever this is about,
we'll work it out.

I'm here to help
you with that.

You can't help me.
Yes, I can.

What you got
is a temporary solution,

don't make it
a permanent problem.

First step forward
is to let the hostages go.

Scott, work with me here.

(WOMAN GASPS)

Good, now I want you
to drop the gun,

walk out nice and easy,
hands behind your head.

End this.

CAVELLO: Doing real good,
Scott. Now drop the gun.

Scott, drop the gun.

Drop it!

(GUNS FIRING)

Detective Lupo,
this is Detective Bernard, we're from the 27.

Lieutenant Donner,
borough shooting team leader.

My associate,
Sergeant Lampard.

What have you
got for us, boss?

Sergeant Scott Waylon,
12 years on the job, starts getting his load on,

next thing,
he's taking hostages.

How'd it play out?
LAMPARD: Guy drew down.

Gun wasn't even loaded.

A cop suiciding by cop?

Okay, well, we can help
you canvass for witnesses.

We've got it covered.

All right, well,
how are you fixed on interviewing

the officers
who fired?

We'll handle the interviews.

Maybe we can
get you some coffee?

You know who
you're talking to?

We're not trying
to step on your toes, Lieutenant.

But we need to be able
to tell our CO there's a good reason

we're not working
our usual cases.

Found them
in Waylon's pocket.

Alphabet City address
on the key chain

doesn't match
his primary residence.

Check it out.

And report back.

"Maybe we can get
you some coffee?"

Decomp.

Lupes!

Guess who's
getting coffee now?

Scott moved out
a few years back

when he got married.

But he kept the place.

Rent-controlled
apartments,

people like to
hang onto them.

What'd he do, sublet it?

Yeah, he had a Russian
grad student for a while,

but the guy bugged out
a few months ago.

And since then?

Place has been empty.

Scott couldn't find
another tenant,

got way behind
on the rent.

Landlord gave him until
the end of the month,

then he was going
to evict him.

Okay, thanks.

The landlord was
kicking Waylon out

at the end of the month.

Waylon would've had
a tough time

explaining his friend
here in the closet.

How long has he been dead?
A week, give or take.

There's blood
caked on the back of the skull there.

Yeah, we found
a dent in the wall,

over by the window,
with blood spatter.

One thing might have
to do with the other.

You think?

You happen to find any ID
while you've been poking around?

No, but I'd say
what you have here

is a male Caucasian, 60-70.

Rich male Caucasian.

Merino wool,
inlaid ivory buttons.

What've got here?

Waylon had the lease
on this place, he was keeping it as a sublet,

but it's been empty
except for the John Doe there.

Going by the size
of the maggots,

he's been dead about a week.

Looks like he died
in a struggle. Maybe with Waylon.

Okay, we'll take it from here.

Sorry, we caught this one.

So we'll handle it.

We could always use
some coffee though.

I appreciate what
you're saying, Lieutenant,

and if we clear this
John Doe homicide,

we'll be happy
to share the credit.

But my detectives
will be keeping the case.

I'm not sure
the brass would agree.

I'll ask them.

I'm having drinks with
Deputy Commissioner Galen tonight.

Now tell me you're
going to clear this case.

Well, our John Doe
is still a John Doe.

His prints aren't
in the system,

and he doesn't match
any missing persons.

Cause of death,
skull fracture.

Courtesy of Sergeant Waylon?

Could be, he was
the only one with access to the apartment.

Talk to me
about this Waylon.

Uh, he was behind
on his rent.

He was working all
the OT he could rack up.

Money problems.

This might have something
to do with it.

His cell phone records
show a lot of calls

to a nudie joint
on the West Side.

A stripper habit
can get very expensive.

LUPO: So,
he's running up debt.

You throw in a dead guy
in a Merino wool suit,

and it looks like
Waylon got himself jammed up big time.

Which might explain why
he decided to go out in a blaze of glory.

Talk to his widow,
see if she knows who this man in the wool suit is.

TRISHA: They're saying
Scotty flipped out.

I can't believe it.

Well, between the sublet
and his overtime,

we can see that money
was a big worry.

You want to tell
us about it?

Trisha, there were a lot
of calls from Scotty's phone to a strip club.

Do you know
anything about that?

Scotty said we weren't
supposed to talk about it

because it's against
department rules.

Oh.

He worked there?

Yes, as a bouncer.

LUPO: A second job
on top of his overtime?

Why'd he need
money that bad?

It's all my fault.

I was so stupid.

What'd you do?

It was a scam.

I got an email from
some official person in Nigeria.

They said that they
needed my help,

and if I put in
a little bit of money, I'd get a lot back.

It all looked so official.

How much did
they take you for?

$62,000.

All of our savings.

I thought Scotty
was going to kill me, but he was so sweet.

He forgave me.

Well, he must have
loved you a lot.

We're trying to identify
someone he might have known.

Older guy, 60 or 70, white,

well dressed,
maybe rich.

That sound
familiar?

No, that doesn't sound
like anybody Scotty knew.

Did you know that,

he had something taped
to the bottom of this?

No.
Let's see what we got here.

These look old.

And valuable.

Letter from
Ulysses S. Grant to Jefferson Davis.

And this one is a
deed of trust

written to
Woodrow Wilson.

God, Scotty,
what did you do?

They're genuine,
I can tell you that.

Should fetch about
4 to 8 grand each on the open market.

And where's
the open market?

Auctions.

Online merchants, too,
though you take your chances with authenticity.

Do you have any idea
where these might have come from?

The codicil to
Martin Van Buren's will.

I bid on it at
auction last month.

Lost out to
Norman Lukovitch.

Retired radiologist.
Real player in the field.

He's in here once a month.

Have you ever seen him
in a suit with buttons like these?

Oh, yes.

A very nice Merino wool suit.

BUTLER: Mr. Lukovitch
is always on the go.

Rio, Paris, Palm Springs.

He doesn't always check in.

So I don't think anything
of it if I don't see him for a while.

You ever seen him
with this guy?

No.

That's not really
Mr. Lukovitch's type.

He likes them younger
and buffed out.

Lupes, in here.

What?

Somebody's already
been through here.

Uh-huh.

I guess Waylon.

Got the keys off
of Lukovitch after killing him.

Looks like he cleaned
the place out.

Not quite.

He didn't plan
on Lukovitch having a safe.

Some guys just
can't buy a break. Hmm.

The lab confirmed the DOA
in the closet as Lukovitch.

You know, if Waylon
knew Lukovitch was gay,

it's probably how
he lured him up to his sublet to rob him.

The way Lukovitch was killed
tells me that things didn't go like Waylon planned.

Nothing else did, either.

All the really good stuff
was in that safe.

FDR's hat,

Truman's watch,

a wig from

Millard Fillmore.

Our 13th president.

Aren't you the fount
of information today. (CHUCKLES)

There's no way
a beat cop like Waylon stakes out Lukovitch

and commits a robbery
of these specialized goods,

unless he already
has a buyer.

The guy never
worked Major Cases,

just your meat and potatoes
burglaries for three years.

Hard to see where
he would've met a sponsor for this job.

He was a bouncer
at a strip club.

Just because somebody
likes to collect presidential memorabilia

doesn't mean that
they don't appreciate a lap dance.

I fired Scott
about a month ago.

I come to found out
he's body-guarding for one of my customers

and I can't have
employees fraternizing with the clientele.

So what do you call that?

That's business.

Who was the customer
that he was working for?

If I give out that
information he won't be my customer anymore.

Well, if you don't
give it out, you won't have a place of business anymore.

Got it.

His name's Ian Dryden,

he's a business manager.

And the way he throws
money around, he must be doing good.

Got contact info
for Dryden?

BERNARD: Who the hell
lives on a boat?

Sailors?

Have you seen the size
of the toilets on these boats?

I get a cramp just
thinking about it.

Dryden's Folly,
here it is.

Mr. Dryden, NYPD!

Mr. Dryden? NYPD!

Another one.

I'm starting
to think it's us.

Mr. Dryden had a couple
girls over every night, rotated them through.

Girls and yachts,
you can't beat it.

Well, I don't think
Mr. Dryden would agree with that right now.

When's the last time
you saw anybody on the boat?

Two days ago,
early evening.

His new bodyguard
went aboard.

Left a couple
of minutes later.

His new bodyguard?

Scott, Scotty.
Something like that.

I think he was a cop.

What time was
he on the boat, again?

Just before 8:00.

Waylon was here Monday
night around 8:00,

two hours before
he took hostages at the bar.

Dryden might have been dead
by the time Waylon got here.

His cell phone's got a bunch
of incoming calls starting around 9:00 Monday morning.

Any evidence that
this guy collected presidential memorabilia?

No, closest thing
is autographed photos

of strippers
at a Sarah Palin look-alike contest.

(CHUCKLES)
Hey, B., check this out.

I think we just
connected another dot.

Our dead guy
in the closet.

BERNARD: "Lukovitch, 1664."

That was the ME.
They confirmed that Dryden was killed Monday morning.

He still had some half-chewed
bagel and lox in his gullet.

Wasn't Scott Waylon
on duty up in the Bronx Monday morning?

Yes, he was. It was
somebody else that snapped Dryden's neck.

If Dryden's murder
had something to do with the Lukovitch robbery,

maybe it was a murder
Waylon didn't expect,

which could be
what sent him over the edge.

You know, there's no
evidence Dryden collected presidential memorabilia,

so even if he arranged
for Waylon to rob Lukovitch, it was for somebody else.

Yeah, somebody else
who could be that somebody that killed Dryden.

Let's connect some
more dots. The notation in Dryden's date book.

Lukovitch 1-6-6-4.

Could be a pin code,
a password.

Here it is, right here.

It's his client
ID number at Southington's Auction House.

It's there on those invoices
for the stuff Lukovitch bought last month.

VAN BUREN: Those
client numbers are usually confidential.

How did Dryden
get his hands on it?

Was he Lukovitch's
business manager?

No relationship of any kind.

All right.
Ask the auction house

who's been
nosing around Lukovitch's accounts.

We safeguard
our clients' information with the utmost diligence.

Nothing just slips out.

That's what we thought.

After the auction,

did anyone inquire
about the lots that Doctor Lukovitch bought?

Uh, let me see.

We normally get inquiries
about lots that went unsold.

Alexander Hamilton's penis?

It purports to be
Mr. Hamilton's.

Southington's makes
no guarantees.

Just curious, how much
is Hamilton's penis worth?

Not as much as Napoleon's.

There were four inquiries.

1976.

I beg your pardon?

That's how long
Doctor Lukovitch has been a client.

It says it right there
next to his client number.

I can read it

in the reflection
off the computer screen on your glasses.

Oh.

The people who inquired
about those lots,

did any of them
do it in person?

Because they would've
sat right here

where I'm sitting staring
into those big beautiful glasses of yours.

There was a Mr. McIntyre.

A Dryden client.

I came up short
at the auction, it's my own fault.

I was bidding over the phone,
it all went down so damn fast.

Before I knew it,
some lucky fellow got the top bid.

And you tried to find
who this lucky fellow was.

Yes, to make him
a better offer.

But Southington's
told me they have this policy

about giving out
information on their clients.

So when they
wouldn't give you the information,

what'd you do?

MCINTYRE: What could I do?

Anyway, it's not like
Ulysses S. Grant

only signed one letter
in his life.

I found one on
the internet today.

One more thing.

Your business manager
was Ian Dryden, right?

Yes. Heard one of his
girlfriends did him in.

Unbelievable.

BERNARD: That's a theory.

We're asking all of
his clients where they were Monday morning.

You mean, me?

I was late leaving the house.

Clipper, my German shepherd,
took off after a squirrel.

Nice looking dog.

Airplane toilets,

good money in that?

It's a family business.

But it's really not me.

I know what you mean.

Those little toilets,
I get a cramp just thinking about them.

Look, I have a conference
call in 10 minutes, so, if we're done...

We're done.

Thank you for
talking to us.

You play pool?
The pool cue.

No, that's a tachi.

It's a wooden sword.

LUPO: You do jujitsu?

Right.

Martial arts.

That's you, thanks.

LUPO: If he knows
jujitsu, he knows how to snap a neck

plus his prints
were in Dryden's boat.

Along with 18 other
sets of prints.

What about
McIntyre's alibi?

He's divorced,
he lives alone in a townhouse.

People see him
walking his dog every day.

As far as Monday
morning a week ago,

our guess is
as good as theirs.

Well, what did they say
at Dryden's marina?

Well, the guard's seen
McIntyre there a few times, but not on Monday morning.

Well, then I'd say
you don't have much of anything.

Check this out.
Dryden withdrew $6,000 cash

from McIntyre's account
two weeks ago.

That same day,
Scott Waylon,

he paid his rent,
his car insurance and a medical bill

all in cash.

Five grand total.

So the 6 grand
was a down payment.

McIntyre got Dryden
to hire Waylon to rob Lukovitch.

But Waylon probably didn't
know he was actually working

for the king
of flying toilets.

Who all of a sudden
decided to kill Dryden with his bare hands.

LUPO: So we think.

Because Waylon killed
Lukovitch, McIntyre's liable for felony murder,

he probably thought
by killing Dryden

Lukovitch's murder
couldn't be traced back to him.

McIntyre has a boat.

Once a month, Dryden
cut a check on his behalf

for rent to the
Westside Marina.

GUARD: Here it is, Brookline.

Thirty foot go-fast boat
registered to a weekend warrior named John McIntyre.

Docked at berth L65
since June 2003.

He take it out
last Monday the 12th?

Yup. Out at 7:30 a.m.,
back 30 minutes later.

How long from here down
to the Chelsea Piers Marina on a boat like that?

Ten minutes, tops.

Now we know
how he got past the marina guard.

Thanks.

Just make sure
he gets out twice a day. Mmm-hmm.

I'll send instructions
if I need to extend my trip.

Hey, don't let go
of that dog. You boarding your pet?

I'm going on a business trip.

LUPO: Uh-huh.

Morocco, a country with
no extradition treaties. How about that.

What's the meaning of this?

You're going on a sightseeing
tour of Rikers' Island.

You're under arrest
for the murder of Ian Dryden.

Come on,
put your hands on the van.

(DOG WHIMPERING)

Good boy, Clipper.

Ian Dryden was my friend
and business associate for 12 years.

Why, in God's good earth,
would I kill him?

FYI, Mr. McIntyre,

innocent people usually
don't phrase their answers in the form of question.

What do I care
what people usually do?

There you go again,

another question.

LUPO: Let's talk
about where you were Monday morning.

I was on my boat.

I didn't tell you
because my registration had expired.

If I had known
my liberty was at stake...

Where did you go
on your boat?

Up to the Tappan Zee
and back, I just needed to feel the wind in my face.

BERNARD: That business trip
to Morocco... Why are they talking to him?

Didn't he call a lawyer?
Yes,

but he waived his rights,
he can't help himself.

He likes to hear
the sound of his voice.

That was a bit of a fib
for the benefit of my board of directors.

I was going to climb
the Atlas Mountains.

It's what I do.
I'm a man of action.

Mmm. No wonder
you're interested in Ulysses Grant.

It must have pissed you off
his letter ended up with Doctor Lukovitch.

What are they doing?
Why bring up Lukovitch?

Well, they're just
throwing McIntyre a curve.

He put in a winning bid...

Thank you, Detective.

Mr. McIntyre, I'm Assistant
District Attorney Rubirosa.

I think that it's best
that we stop questioning

until Mr. McIntyre's
attorney gets here.

You want us
to just sit here staring at each other?

Not a bad idea.

Mr. McIntyre's lawyer.

Nolan Farber.
And why are you talking to my client?

Blame him,
he didn't invoke.

He's invoking now. Goodbye.

The next time you want
to interrupt an interrogation by my detectives,

do me the courtesy
of checking with me first.

We arrested him
for the Dryden murder.

I don't see the point
in tipping him off

that we're also trying
to implicate him for the Lukovitch murder.

At least not
until we get all our ducks in a row,

which, according to
the police reports that I have read,

is a far and distant thing.

CLERK: Docket number 62971,
People v. John J. McIntyre.

One count of Murder
in the Second Degree.

Wave reading,
enter a plea of not guilty.

People on bail?

We request remand,
Your Honor.

The defendant
was arrested while trying to flee

to a country without
an extradition treaty with the U.S.

That's a no-no,
Mr. McIntyre.

Remand pending trial.
(GAVEL BANGS)

One other matter, Judge.
We request the court expedite

any Molineux hearing
the prosecution might move for.

Your Honor, a hearing
is premature.

FARBER: They intend
to introduce evidence of an uncharged homicide

at my client's trial
for the Dryden murder,

a homicide the police
questioned my client about.

Is any of this true,
Miss Rubirosa?

We haven't conclusively
decided on a trial strategy, Judge.

And it was only
one question.

We're doing Molineux
right now.

We have a right
to fair notice.

You should've thought of that
before shucking and jiving me, let's go.

What is this uncharged crime?

The robbery homicide
of Norman Lukovitch.

And why haven't you charged
Mr. McIntyre with that crime?

The investigation is ongoing,
but the People believe that

Mr. McIntyre killed
Mr. Dryden to cover up the fact

that he had hired him
to orchestrate the robbery of Mr. Lukovitch,

a robbery which resulted
in Mr. Lukovitch's death.

FARBER: There it is,
Your Honor.

They want to argue before
a jury that my client killed one man

to cover up another crime
they can't even prove he did.

It's bootstrapping.

Using an uncharged crime,
to establish motive is admissible under Molineux.

Not when the prejudicial
impact outweighs the probative value.

That's what it looks like
to me too, Miss Rubirosa.

You're precluded from
using any information

about the Lukovitch murder
in the Dryden trial.

FARBER: Your Honor,
since their sole allegation of motive

in the Dryden killing
is inadmissible,

I'm moving
for a dismissal of the charge.

The proper place to argue
motive is before a jury,

not a judge
at an arraignment.

JUDGE: I'll ignore that.

Do you have any other motive
for the Dryden murder?

Not at this time.

I that case, I'm dismissing
the charge without prejudice.

If I may, Your Honor,
I ask that the charge be dismissed

with prejudice on the basis
of prosecutorial misconduct.

That's ridiculous!

From the moment
my client was arrested,

Miss Rubirosa knew
this case rested on the back

of an uncharged
felony murder.

It's why she
ordered the police to stop questioning

my client about
the Lukovitch murder.

Yet, when asked about it
by Your Honor, she knowingly misrepresented...

That misstates the record.

Not to me.
You're an officer of the court.

You had a duty to be
forthcoming when I ask you a question point-blank.

In the interest of justice,
I'm dismissing this case with prejudice.

(GAVEL BANGS)
Next case.

Bravo. Well done.

I have never misrepresented
anything in court.

The judge is
out of her mind.

I'll start drafting
the appeal today.

No slam-dunk.

Even if the
Appellate Court reverses Judge Cutler,

we're back to a thin case
on the Dryden murder.

Then don't waste your time,
hand the appeal off to a rookie.

Oh, that's great.

A couple cops go off
the reservation and I'm the one that take the hit?

Those cops had
a talkative suspect and they pushed their luck.

If they'd gotten
an incriminating statement,

we'd all be giving
them attaboys.

They got played and now
we can't touch McIntyre for the Dryden murder.

Spilt milk, Connie.

The Dryden murder
was never the main course anyway.

It's one accomplice
killing another.

I'd rather see
McIntyre go down for Doctor Lukovitch's murder.

Make that happen.

We have even less
evidence on McIntyre for the Lukovitch robbery

than we do for
the Dryden murder.

First things first.

Lukovitch obviously had
something McIntyre wanted.

Let's figure out
what that is.

BERNARD: It's a list
of presidential memorabilia

that Doctor Lukovitch
bought at Southington's.

Now, on the assumption
that that's what McIntyre was after...

In blue is what we found
at Lukovitch's house,

in red is what
we found in his safe.

In black is what we found
under the crib in Waylon's house.

As you can see,

everything's accounted for.

Not a piece
of memorabilia missing.

So, whatever McIntyre
hired Waylon to steal, he never go it.

It might be one of the items
in the safe that Waylon couldn't open.

Three deaths for nothing?

I hope McIntyre's happy.

(SCOFFING) He should be,
he's getting away with it.

Look, we were
just trying to hand you the best case possible.

It doesn't always
come up roses.

Fair enough.

Well, now that we're
all friends again,

have you looked
for evidence that McIntyre

tried to contact Lukovitch
directly before hiring Waylon?

Yeah, we thought about that.

The only doctor that McIntyre
saw was an endocrinologist

the day before
Dryden was killed.

An endocrinologist?

Our man of action
didn't look sick to me.

I can't discuss Mr. McIntyre,

it's patient confidentiality,

maybe you've heard of it.

We have.

You know,
this is a nice office.

What do you think,
insurance fraud? BERNARD: Could be.

What are you talking about?

I hate to make
a trip for nothing,

so let's forget
about Mr. McIntyre.

Let's talk about
your insurance billings.

You think a subpoena
would help disclose any discrepancies

between what was
billed for and what you actually treated?

Jay's got this cockamamie idea
that he has Addison's disease.

Addison's, that's the, um,
autoimmune disorder, isn't it?

It is. Jay doesn't have it.

At least not according
to every diagnostic test that I've run.

(SIGHS)
I have run them all.

So you're saying McIntyre
is a hypochondriac?

Except that he's obsessed
with Addison's.

The last time,
he came running in here with some hair.

He said it belonged
to his father who definitely had Addison's.

He actually wanted me
to run comparative DNA tests on that hair

and his own
to prove that he had it, too.

Did he say
where he got the hair?

No. Anyway,
I told Jay that since the hair

didn't have follicles
I couldn't run a DNA test.

He insisted,

so I put the hair
under a microscope.

What could you tell from that?

I was humoring him.

The only thing I could tell,
was that the hair had been dyed from white to brown.

He was furious.

CONNIE: That the hair
had been dyed?

Yeah.

Jay needs a shrink,
not an endocrinologist.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Yes. Put him in Room Two.

I'll be back.

Don't touch anything.

Check this.

The day before McIntyre
came in here with a hair sample,

Waylon charged 40 bucks
on his credit card at a barbershop.

I told Scotty not to take it.

What did he want to take?

Some hair off the floor.

I said it was human waste
and the Board of Health would be on me for it.

He said he was a regular
customer and a cop, and he didn't care.

He bought some
hair products to shut me up.

Did he say why
he wanted to take that hair?

He said it was samples
for this father-in-law's hair piece.

Hey, it's what he said.

The hair that he took,
can you describe it?

Brown and wavy.
He said it had to be brown and wavy.

By mistake, could have
picked up hair that had been dyed brown?

Sure.

In fact, the customer who
came in right before Scotty was Mr. Ingles.

He dyes his
white hair brown.

Doesn't think people notice.

We think Waylon gave
McIntyre that hair.

Or, more likely,
gave it to Dryden who then turned it over to McIntyre.

A lock of wavy brown hair.

Except McIntyre freaked out
when it wasn't actually brown.

Lukovitch had a lock of hair
among his memorabilia.

JFK's hair.
It was in the safe that Waylon couldn't get open.

Got it.
John F. Kennedy's hair.

At least that's what
the authentication says it is.

So this is what Waylon
was hired to steal.

And when he couldn't
get it out of the safe,

he got it from a barbershop
and tried to pass it off as the real thing.

No hair, no money.

It's a long way for
Mr. McIntyre to go just to own a little bit of history.

What did he tell his doctor?

That the hair belonged
to his father who had Addison's disease?

Yeah, he tried to get
the doctor to run a DNA test on it.

And he needs this to prove it.
That's why he did it.

JFK had Addison's disease.

McIntyre's 48,
he was born in 1960.

He needs this hair
to prove that he's JFK's illegitimate son.

I see the resemblance.

But JFK's illegitimate son?

All that really matters
is that McIntyre believes he's JFK's son

and that he tried to steal
that lock of hair to get DNA to prove it.

We know for a fact
this hair belongs to JFK?

Well, the authentication
says that it was harvested on November 22, 1963,

by Nurse Betty Wilson
at Parkland Hospital in Dallas.

It's where they took JFK
after he was shot.

And there's also a hospital
document verifying

that Nurse Wilson
was working there that day.

She clipped
a souvenir from the assassinated president.

What a nurse.

Can't imagine Kennedy DNA
is easy to come by,

which would make McIntyre
all the more anxious to get his hands on that.

Before you go
calling his motive,

better make sure
McIntyre actually believes he's JFK's kid.

He named his dog
after JFK's dog,

he named his boat
after JFK's birthplace...

He could just be
obsessed with the man.

Well, there's one person
who'll know for sure.

You young people
can't possibly imagine

how charismatic he was,
John Fitzgerald Kennedy.

He inspired me
to all sorts of public service.

Such as what,
Mrs. McIntyre?

The Peace Corps?

What would be the fun in that?

Did you actually meet
President Kennedy?

Oh, yes, of course.
But he wasn't president yet, he was still campaigning.

My late husband
took me to a fundraiser at the Waldorf.

Your son, John,
seems to have a fascination with JFK.

Oh, yes.

Almost to the point where
he's convinced himself that he's the president's son.

Is there any basis
for him to believe it's true?

Well...

The fundraiser
went on forever,

and my husband did have
to go home early...

Mrs. McIntyre, I'm sorry
for being so blunt,

but did you have
an intimate encounter with President Kennedy?

I told you he wasn't
president when I met him.

CONNIE: So, the answer is yes.

I can't imagine any woman
saying no to him. He was an irresistible man.

Yes or no, Mrs. McIntyre,

did you have sex
with John Kennedy?

I don't think it's proper
for you to ask that.

The man's practically a saint.

And I'm not the sort
to kiss and tell.

(GROANS)

CONNIE: This is a
criminal investigation.

We can compel you
to answer the question.

You would force a lady,

to reveal the details
of her nights of wild abandon?

Not that I wouldn't be proud
to count myself as one of Mr. President's conquests.

Need I remind you both
that the judge dismissed the case with prejudice?

It's over.

We're well aware
of the status of the Dryden case.

Yet you felt the need
to pay my mother a visit.

I came here looking
for one thing,

an apology.

Well, we're not
offering any.

There's still the matter
of the robbery murder of Doctor Lukovitch.

It's got nothing
to do with me.

He had something you
wanted very much.

That radiologist?
He's nothing but

a glorified button pusher.

A lock of JFK's hair
in the safe that Sergeant Waylon couldn't get open?

CUTTER: Your mother
had an interesting life.

To hear her tell it,

she and President Kennedy

were very close.

Anybody ever tell you,
you kind of look like JFK?

FARBER: We're done here.
You lost, get over it.

Stop harassing my client.
Let's go, Jay.

Not just a resemblance,
a striking resemblance.

Even if that pinhead
at Rockefeller Center can't see it.

It's not just
about good looks.

Oh, what else is it about?

My father, my real father,

knew how to deal
with those who threatened him.

He started down Khrushchev,
he squashed Diem.

Did Dryden try
to stare you down?

He screwed with the wrong guy.

Jay, stop it.

Case dismissed with prejudice.

They can't touch me
on the Dryden thing.

You thought he tried
to shake you down, didn't you, him and Waylon.

And when Waylon couldn't
get the hair from the safe he tried to pass off some

fake hair as
the real thing and you got mad.

I admire men of action.
Men who know their own minds.

Kennedy men, like you.

Lukovitch had something
you wanted, and you took steps to get it.

Nice try, Mr. Cutter.
Been a pleasure.

Ditto on the nice try.

McIntyre, Dryden and Waylon
conspired to rob Lukovitch.

All we need is one
overt act by McIntyre to further the conspiracy,

and we have him.

Here, he just said
something about a pinhead at Rockefeller Center.

The day he brought the hair
to the doctor to get tested,

he called a number
at Rockefeller Center five times.

It's a private banking firm.

I neither confirm nor deny

we received any calls
from a Mr. McIntyre.

Well, our phone
records confirm it.

And not just the five calls
on that particular day,

but a total of 260 calls

over the last three years.

Now, we know
he's not a client... That's right.

Was he calling about
one of your clients?

I'm authorized to tell you
the firm has only one client,

beyond that I can't help you.

We can get a court order
to force you to tell us

what you and Mr. McIntyre
talked about.

I'm sorry, but this
is a policy set by the family.

The family?

The Kennedy family?

That's your client?

I can't help you.

Judge,
these conversations are material

to our prosecution
of a felony murder.

The People's compelling
interest overrides any minor privacy interest

the Kennedy family may have.

Even if I could confirm
someone claiming to be a John McIntyre

called the office,
we have no way of knowing whether or not that person

was in fact the target
of the prosecution's investigation.

Mr. Cutter, how do you
think the content

of these conversations
might relate to your case?

We believe John McIntyre
conspired to steal genetic material

to prove he's the illegitimate
son of John F. Kennedy.

What genetic material?

A sample of hair
from the late president.

CUTTER: We believe
McIntyre's calls to Mr. Lundy

may have been about
proving his claim to the Kennedy lineage.

These calls may be
overt acts in furtherance of the conspiracy.

It's immaterial, Your Honor.

The content of these
alleged calls would be

inadmissible hearsay
in a formal prosecution.

Which means violating
my client's privacy rights would be for naught.

That's a decision
Your Honor should make

after considering the
content of the conversations, not before.

Yeah, well,
I don't think so, Mr. Cutter.

Grasping at straws here.

Your motion to compel
is denied.

Looks to me you're
at the end of the road here.

Nothing sticks to McIntyre.

I'm starting to believe
he really does have that Kennedy magic.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Mr. McCoy?

Yes? Who are you?

Joe Foster,
Department of Justice.

I wanted to serve
you personally.

It's a court order
compelling your office

to turn over certain evidence
in the McIntyre case.

Since when is this
a federal case?

The evidence is related
to the ongoing federal investigation

of the assassination
of President Kennedy.

Ongoing? You've got
to be kidding!

Who put you up to this?

Your office will surrender
the evidence immediately

upon the disposition
of your criminal case against Mr. McIntyre.

There's also a gag order
and all records pertaining to the case are to be sealed.

It's the family,
isn't it?

They want to bury
Mr. McIntyre and his paternity issues.

I'm just delivering
a court order, that is all.

Good day.

Wow, I'm actually starting
to feel bad for McIntyre.

If this is what he ran into
trying to prove his parentage.

All he wants
is recognition.

MCCOY: And they'll never
give it to him no matter what a DNA test says.

Since your case against
McIntyre isn't going anywhere,

give them the hair.

A gag order.

You know the old joke
about the rabbi who played golf on the Sabbath?

God let him make
a hole in one.

Right, so who's
he going to tell?

Let's get
McIntyre in here.

You have five minutes,
Mr. Cutter.

Trust me, I think
you're client wants to hear this.

Ever since the Kennedys
got wind that we've got that lock of hair,

they have been all over us.

They got the Feds to get
a court order to have us return the JFK hair

once we're done with
the Lukovitch case.

Undoubtedly so they
can get rid of it.

The thing is, in order for
the Feds to claim a property interest on the hair,

the Kennedy family
had to admit it's authentic.

The hair was really JFK's?

They admitted it?
That's right.

And since I don't
have to turn it over

until this case is closed,
I decided to run a test,

a comparative DNA test.

See, if there's one thing
I can't stand, it's a bully.

But how...
You left this behind the last time you were here.

The lab was able
to life your DNA off of it.

You ran my DNA against JFK?

What were the results?

(SCOFFS)

You know the results.

You've known it all along.

I want to hear it.

Congratulations, it's a boy.

You're the son
of the 35th president of the United States.

Unfortunately,

no one outside this room
will ever know it.

What do you mean?

Well, the bullies
got a gag order.

Once the Lukovitch case
is closed,

no one from this office
or the police lab

will be able to
publicly confirm the information,

but you'll know.

And that's the most
important thing.

No, that can't be right.
You can issue a press release.

You could do it today!

I can't. The case is closed.

It's over.
No!

The culprits most
directly involved in the robbery are dead.

Sergeant Waylon, Mr. Dryden.

There's no point in going on.

Let it rest, Jay.

No. No, people have to know.

You can't just close the book.

There must be
some other angle you can investigate.

Jay...

What angle would that be,
Mr. McIntyre?

Well, what about
the cop's wife? What if she was involved in it?

You could go after her.

Well, why would we do that?

Well, I'm sure she's the one
who pushed her husband into committing the robbery.

After all, it's because of her
he needed the money.

It is?

Yes, she...

She lost all their savings
in some Nigerian email scam.

How do you know that?

How do you know about
the Nigerian scam?

(STAMMERING)
I must've read it in the paper.

What difference does it make?
You go after her, the case stays open,

and you issue a press release.

Mr. McIntyre,
it wasn't in the papers.

The Nigerian scam,
the police withheld that information.

You know it because
Dryden told you.

So what?
Jay, shut up!

He told you that was why
Waylon was willing to do the robbery for you.

Yes or no, Mr. McIntyre.

Yes, the case stays open.

No, the case is closed.

And this goes in the trash.

FARBER: Jay...
Shut up.

Yes.

Yes, Dryden told me.

Just put out
the damn press release.

And you, work out a plea.

Jay, let's talk about this.
I don't need to talk about it.

I'm handling this
the way my real father would.

Taking responsibility
for my actions, as a Kennedy.

We'll leave you two
alone to decide on your ask for the plea bargain.

Just start work
on that press release.

Right away.

So when do we tell him
that there was no DNA test, it was just a bluff?

Not today, he's too happy.

Look at him.

He'd rather be
in jail as a Kennedy

than out in the world
as a toilet salesman.

In either place,
he's a murderer.

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