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Do you promise that
the testimony you shall give

in the case before this court

shall be the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

I do.

DDA Hobbs?

Thank you, Your Honor.

Detective Sykes, you were one
of the investigators

working the crime scene
of this murder, is that right?

Yes, that's correct.

And can you describe the victim,
Thomas Edward Chandler,

as you found him that morning?

He had been shot once through
the right side of his head.

Execution style from a 9-millimeter.

Sanchez: See the ring near the temple?

Yeah. Bullet just went
right through his head.

Sanchez: And the cart
of almond milk, sir.

Provenza: Almond milk, well,

at least L.A. is living
up to its clichés.

Looks like he slammed into this shelf,

- falling backwards.
- Yeah, time of death?

From the heavy coagulated blood,

full rigor and complete lividity?

Around 10 to 12 p.m. last night.

Sykes: And he wasn't found
until early this morning

when his wife, uh, Brooke,
came back from Santa Barbara.

His wife just happened to be away

when her husband was murdered.

Never heard of that before.

Sanchez: Sir, we checked all
the windows and doors.

No sign of forced entry.

The only thing broken
is that beer bottle there.

Like Mr. Chandler was grabbing
a drink last night

after coming home from dinner.

Sykes: We confirmed Mr. Chandler
had a 7:00 reservation

at The Jones Room
with his work supervisor,

uh, Lisa Kirk.

Oh. What kind of work?

Chandler was an engineer
at Wescott Global,

$30 billion international
defense technology company

- based at Silicon Beach.
- But not a federal employee.

Uh, government-adjacent with a
fairly high security clearance.

Could be why he was killed.

His wife gave me his passcode
to his laptop,

but it had encrypted files
that I need permission

from D.C. to open,
so I secured the computer

and sent it downtown to Cyber.

Well, what about cameras?

I mean, a guy like this
would have security cameras.

Mrs. Chandler said she
prefers her privacy,

and she's lived here
much longer than the victim.

Sir, her first husband, Richard Bloom,

bought the house in 2000.

Wife got it in the divorce in 2015

and remarried 11 months ago.

Newlywed divorcée.

Ah, well, does she have any children?

Uh, one from her previous marriage...

a 15-year-old boy, Danny.

Danny. Where was Danny last night?

Catalina Island camping with his dad.

We have patrol waiting for him
down by the ferry.

We're not making any kind
of notifications,

just having 'em
come downtown separately.

Well, it's just
a little miracle, isn't it?

Everyone who lives here was away
when our victim is murdered.

Huh. Well, where is the newlywed widow?

The door was locked when I came home,

and no one has the password

- except our family and our cleaning lady.
- Wait a minute.

Your door has a password?

They open via Bluetooth.

- [Clicks]
- It's keyless entry.

- It's actually called OffKey.
- OffKey?

It's an app that manages
security at your house.

My ex-husband installed it.

It was one of the startups
that he was investing in.

Do you know your OffKey security
user name and password?

Yes. It's... [Inhales deeply]
ChandlerFamily1,

and the password is, um, God.

Tom changed it every seven days.

Uh, he went
to a military boarding school,

so we used that alphabet sequentially.

So the Monday before last was Charlie,

so that would mean...
"D" would be Delta.

Yeah.

[Touchscreen clicking]

[Cellphone chimes]

Uh, Mrs. Chandler, did the message

you just got on your cellphone
come from OffKey?

Yes, it does that when a new device

logs into the network.

Did you get a message
like that last night?

No. My last alert was when...
[Sniffles] Tom moved in.

Hobbs: Thank you, Detective Sykes.

No further questions at this time.

Ms. Rothman, your witness.

Thank you, Your Honor.
Good morning, Detective.

Since my client, Mr. Bloom, had an alibi

for the night of the murder,

placing him a ferry boat ride
away at the time of death

on Catalina Island with his son,

did you consider other suspects

like, say, the victim's wife, Brooke?

We looked at Mrs. Chandler, yes,

but she also had an out-of-town alibi.

Flynn: When did you leave
for Santa Barbara?

Thursday, to help throw
my sister a baby shower.

So you stayed with her
this weekend... your sister?

No, uh, I rented a room

at the Biltmore.
I checked out this morning.

Visiting family and stayed at a hotel?

I'll contact the Biltmore and
get their surveillance video.

- Thank you.
- ...high school, and, uh,

I see her all the time, and, uh...

I could afford the hotel room.
[Sniffles]

Take a second, ma'am.
We know that this is hard.

No, let's just get it over with.

Okay.

How did your husband get along

with his co-workers at Wescott?

Like Lisa Kirk, the woman
he had dinner with

before he was murdered.

I've never heard of her.

You don't know the name
of your husband's supervisor?

No, Tom worked on super secret stuff.

He wasn't able to discuss
personnel or projects

at Wescott with anyone.

So if we asked you whether
this dinner he had last night

was professional or personal...

Oh, look, no one at Wescott
was responsible for this...

this terrible thing.

I've thought about it... [Sniffles]

And...

it was Richard.

Richard killed Tom. It had to be him.

Flynn: Well, if by Richard,
you mean your ex-husband,

we checked out his alibi,
and he and your son

have been on Catalina since last Friday.

That doesn't mean he couldn't have given

his cellphone to someone else.

Mrs. Chandler's right, isn't she?

If her husband didn't open
the door himself,

the killer would have had to use
a programmed phone to do it.

Is that possible, Mike?
Mr. Bloom giving his phone away?

I don't know yet. I'm pinging
his cell, and right now

it looks like it's on its way
back from Catalina.

...Richard could have left him
on Catalina and come back

and shot him.

Your ex hated your new
husband that much?

There were issues,
like Danny's grades had dipped.

Tom and I had agreed

to take him off of the golf team
at school.

And your husband and your ex
had words about that.

Not just words.

Two weeks ago,
Richard showed up to our house,

and when we wouldn't let him in,
he took a swing at Tom

in the front yard. Our neighbor saw it.

Do you think Mrs. Chandler understands

that in accusing her ex,

she's also building a motive
for her teenage son?

Maybe she's just desperate
for us not to look her way.

Adding a new father to a family
can be tricky.

Excuse me, Captain Raydor.

Commander Mason, what can I do for you?

It's regarding your victim.
If we could speak privately...

Certainly.

Brooke: Well, I had heard things
about Richard's past,

- but I had never seen anything myself.
- Hmm.

- Flynn: Not a hothead?
- No, Tom. Tom loved his work...

And yet another candidate
for Assistant Chief

finds a reason just to drop by.

Hmm. No matter who gets that job,

it's going to be bad for us.

I was put on alert this morning

that Mr. Chandler's personal computer

had left its residence.

When they tracked it to PAB,

Wescott immediately called my office.

Why you, Commander, instead of me?

Well, Criminal Intelligence was
helping Chandler develop...

let's call it new surveillance
technology for the LAPD.

The Feds allowed me to pull
Wescott's confidential files

from your victim's computer
and leave you everything else.

Well, I'm surprised.

Usually, when Criminal Intelligence

takes possession of evidence...

No one ever sees it again, that's right.

But... [Lowered voice]
Winnie Davis is watching you

- as closely as she is me.
- Mm-hmm.

And I can't afford for the more
classified element of this case

to throw you off track.

You want me to be Assistant Chief?

Commander, you are very much
in the running yourself.

- I'm happy where I am.
- Me, too.

Look, I've thought about this,

and for one of us to keep our division,

the other has to try
and grab the promotion.

Because if Winnie Davis
becomes Assistant Chief,

she'll definitely try and restructure.

And we could both be gone, yes, I know,

and there is Chief Howard to consider.

He's done, or he'd have the job already.

No, it's me, you, or Davis.

So now would be a terrible time

for Major Crimes to get lost
chasing dead ends like Wescott.

Hence the laptop.

And a little prayer that if
one of us moves up,

the other doesn't need to move out.

Commander, are you offering me a deal?

Well, I know you love 'em.

Hope the computer helps.

Rothman: And you turned over
all of your findings

- to the defense during discovery?
- Yes, we did.

Every written report,
every word of every statement?

Of course.

Every photograph from
the crime scene, every video?

- Yes.
- You held nothing back?

No.

Your Honor, permission
to approach the witness

and ask for her cellphone?

Objection! What does
the detective's cellphone

have to do with anything?

Your Honor, this goes to
the credibility of the witness.

I have good reasons
for this line of inquiry.

Okay, I'll allow you to look
at the cellphone, Ms. Rothman,

but this had better be good,
and it better be fast.

Very quickly, Your Honor.

You may approach the witness, Detective.

If you will open your phone, please.

This should only take a second.

I'm opening photos,
and now I'm going to the date

that the murder was investigated,

and there are several photographs here

from the crime scene that were
not turned over to the defense,

as well as a copy of the app
allowing keyless entry

into the house where
Mr. Chandler was found murdered.

Because I-I tested OffKey on my phone.

By downloading the app onto
your personal device that day?

Uh, I did, yes, because...

Which was also not included
in discovery,

which means that the detective
lied when she said...

Okay, uh, Ms. Rothman, that's enough.

The witness may temporarily step down.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

you're off for... well, I'm not sure.

Go have lunch. Court adjourned
while we sort this out.

[Gallery murmuring]

What just happened?

[Lowered voice] Linda Rothman
made it look like

Amy was withholding evidence.

Now this entire case could fall apart.

That's what just happened.

♪

Your Honor, the crime scene
was well documented.

The photos on Detectives Sykes'
phone are only other angles

- of what already exists.
- If that's true, then why weren't

these pictures included in discovery?

And what about the OffKey app
that Detective Sykes

downloaded to her personal device?

- That was not in the notes.
- Sharon?

Detective Sykes did not
document the app in notes

- because she'd seen it in operation...
- [Sighs]

...but OffKey is covered
in detail by our report.

Your Honor, the detective used
her own phone

to memorialize the crime scene,
which is against LAPD policy,

and then failed to divulge
the materials to the defense.

Your Honor, unfortunately,
municipal law enforcement policy

cannot always change in exact tandem

with technological advances.

Your Honor, the city, county, and state

have enormous resources,

and when they are prosecuting my
client for first degree murder

and for hiring a hitman
that they can't produce...

Ms. Rothman, I don't need to be
briefed on charges

I'm trying in my own courtroom, okay?

And how did you know to ask
about all this crap

on the detective's cellphone anyway?

Yeah, excellent question.

I'm afraid that information
is privileged, Your Honor.

- Your client told you?
- Fascinating.

Isn't it?

Failure to disclose a downloaded app

is a new one on me.

I'd like to check for precedent.

But before we consider

Ms. Rothman's motion for mistrial,

let me go through every exhibit
from the crime scene

and compare the videos and photos

to the ones on this phone.

Wow, a lot of selfies.

It's as if Danny wanted to
document himself

on every square inch of Catalina island.

Sharon: Well, he's a teenager.

Looks like he really missed
living with his dad.

Fathers are hard to replace.

Just so someone said it...

there's a world where
Danny and his father

worked this murder out together.

But both their phones were
on Catalina the whole time.

Mr. Bloom didn't like
signing the consent form

for his cell, and he seemed
pretty nervous

that we were talking to his son first.

I wonder why.

And no one will tell us what's going on,

- and I'm worried about my mom.
- Don't be.

Uh, your mom wasn't even there
when the...

Well, we'll call it the unlawful entry

of your house.

How was Catalina?

- Great, except for the food.
- [Door closes]

Oh, were the two of you
cooking for yourselves?

If you call heating up
canned beans cooking.

But my dad's always been more of

"Let's put something in the microwave,"

and I can't make anything
except scrambled eggs and toast,

and I need a toaster for that.

So anyway, last night, we gave in

- and, uh, went to a restaurant.
- Which restaurant was that?

[Sighs] Uh, it was the only
one on that side of the island.

Uh, Harbor Grill?

Hopefully, Harbor Grill's online.

Provenza: About what time?

A little after 7. Okay, look,
what's going on?

Is something stolen from our house?

- Provenza: We don't think so, no.
- And this looks like it.

Sanchez: Anyone see you
at the restaurant?

Nobody we knew, but, I mean, yeah.

Sure, lots of people.

There were, uh, five older girls

that were on the ferry with us.

And my dad, like, made friends

with the guy behind the register.

Now is this really important?

Yes. Made friends how?

Okay, um, so the portable
charger that we took...

it got lost, and my dad's cell
ran out of power.

Mine couldn't get a signal.
And, look, Dad tried.

You know, went outside with it,
around the campsite,

and he goes back in and asks the guy

behind the cash register

if he could use their land line
while, you know,

he charged his phone behind the bar.

Really? [Chuckles] Um, who did he call?

I don't know. I didn't ask.

If Mr. Bloom was walking
around with his son's cell...

He could've opened the app,

found the new user name and password,

and called someone with it
from the restaurant land line.

Tao: There's still a problem.

'Cause no new Bluetooth device
was recognized

at the Chandler residence.

I checked the wife's phone,
and it never left Santa Barbara.

And she didn't either, if you believe

all the security cameras
covering the hallway

- to her hotel room.
- Okay, Mike, Andy,

it's time to call Harbor Grill
and see what they remember

and ask for a little cooperation.

It's Tom's way or else.

Mom will take his side on everything.

You have problems with your stepfather?

Yeah.

He had an affair with my mom

while she was still married to my dad.

If you break up a marriage,

maybe you have no business
telling other people

how to live their lives, you know?

Well, maybe he didn't have
any business being alive at all.

What?

You don't have to worry
about Tom anymore.

Someone shot him to death
in your house last night.

♪

What?

Where?

In your old kitchen
by your old refrigerator.

Well, thank God my son wasn't there.

Thank God.

No, the two of you were safe
on Catalina.

Where you made an interesting phone call

from the Harbor Grill.

No, I... I didn't call anyone.

Really? Because your son Danny
has a different story.

And so does the manager
of the restaurant, Bruno Ross.

We just Skyped with him.

I... I honestly don't remember
anything like that.

This Bruno must have me
confused with someone else.

He picked you out from a lot
of DMV photos we showed him.

Said you paid him a $50 tip
for use of the restaurant phone.

Sharon: As a small "thank you."

Yeah, thank you for letting me
call my hitman, sir.

Harbor Grill's phone records
show a 3-minute call

to a Los Angeles-area pay phone
at 7:08 p.m.

Which is when your son claims
that you were at the restaurant

borrowing their land line.

Again, that wasn't me.

Pay phones?

Aren't pay phones a thing of the past?

All due respect, my son
is misremembering the night.

And Danny handing you his cell

and you walking around
the outside of the Harbor Grill

pretending to try
to make a phone call...

is your son misremembering
all that, too?

Danny... told you he gave me his cell?

Sharon: But you didn't use it
to make a call.

You used it to look at an app
you installed

on your son's phone years ago... OffKey.

And you found the new
user name and password

to unlock the door of your old house.

Look, you have this all wrong.

Okay, then help us understand.

You made a call last night
from the Harbor Grill

to someone at a pay phone
about a mile and a half

at your ex-wife's house.

Who was that?

Son of a bitch. He really did it.

Mr. Moneybags had someone
kill his ex's husband.

You know what?

I'd like to speak to a lawyer.

What a surprise.

[The Bomb's "Get Down" playing]

♪ Poetry, poverty, 21st century ♪

♪

♪ Can't run, can't hide

♪ Big girls don't lie

♪ My heart is racin' like a '70s GT ♪

♪ My reputation's on the line,
oh, now I need ♪

♪ Small town kind of funny

Mark? [Panting]

What the hell are you doing

standing in front
of my apartment building?

Wait, are you waiting for me?

Good morning to you, too, Honor Roll.

No, do you know how seriously
creepy this is?

My boyfriend is upstairs right now.

- If he knew that you...
- Hey, that's why I didn't ring the bell.

- Oh, my...
- You know, I never called you creepy,

and you showed up
at my boat unannounced,

- spied on me.
- Yeah, for professional reasons.

Yeah, well, I have professional
reasons, too.

You know, I was hired by a guy
you people arrested yesterday.

The wealthy asshole.

Richard Bloom hired you
as what, an expert drunk?

Hey, I haven't had a drink
in eight months,

and like I told you before, sweetheart,

I work as a investigator
for the defense these days.

Bloom's hired me,
and he's paying me top dollar

to find the person
who really killed your victim.

- He should look in the mirror.
- Well, you may be right.

I'll be starting by vetting the dirtbag,

but I'll also end up
working with his attorney,

which you should know is
going to be Linda Rothman.

Why are you telling me this?

Your case against Bloom isn't just thin.

- It's anorexic.
- [Exhales deeply]

How do you convict a murder for hire

without the hitman?

Okay, before it's all said and done,

we'll find Mr. Pay Phone.

Oh, I don't know how much time
you'll have.

Instead of dragging your feet,
per usual,

Rothman wants to rush to trial

before you find the trigger man.

- How fast are we talking?
- I've heard three months.

Bloom's got the money
to push it through.

And add the fact that your victim

was employed on a top-secret
project with the LAPD,

and I see a little tsunami
of reasonable doubt

surging your way.

[Clicks teeth] We like our chances.

Thanks for the heads up.
I need to, um...

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
That's not how this works.

I didn't drop by
to give you an advantage

so you can turn tail and run.

I got a problem.

You guys are arguing
that the killer gained access

through some stupid Bluetooth app.

And the app is called
OffKey Security. What about it?

Well, I swung by the house
to take a look at it.

You guys had already dismantled
what I needed to see.

The ex-wife won't talk to me
or let me anywhere near the kid.

Is there any chance that you could

talk to your friends over
at SID, give me a look at it?

I promise not to touch anything.

Let's keep this simple.

[Sighs]

See, this is how it works.

You got to fill in your
user name and password...

- [Pen clicks]
- Bloom claims he didn't know any of this.

[Scratching]

ChandlerFamily1. Delta.

Delta? Not much of a password
for a security expert.

And installed... it looks like what?

Come on.

Okay.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Keyless entry. You guys are
making a big deal out of this.

Really? Why?

All right, to open the door
to their house,

the killer had to have known

the Chandlers' user name and password.

Uh, password could be hackable, maybe.

And had a phone familiar
to their network.

Because OffKey sends an alert

anytime a new device is detected,

and Mrs. Chandler
didn't get one that night.

So she says.

And you guys are basing your entire case

on this app thing.

Not at all. We find Mr. Pay Phone,

and it's game over.

Well, lucky for me,
I get paid either way,

but you better find
your missing hitman soon,

'cause the clock is ticking.

And Bloom's not your usual moron.

Well...

it's great to see you again, Honor Roll.

Keep up the good work.

It suits you.

It does.

♪

[Siren wailing in distance]

[Sighs]

[Horn honks in distance]

Thanks for your patience, everyone.

Ms. Rothman, your motion
for a mistrial is denied.

The jury will be given the materials

on Detective Sykes' phone,
and that'll cover it.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Also, I believe there was
no intentional misconduct

on the part of Detective Sykes.

Further, I find that
the withheld pictures, video,

and downloaded app

change absolutely nothing
about this case.

But I also instruct the people
that a refresher course

on the subject of technology

and established legal procedures
might be in order.

We will definitely be
reviewing that, Your Honor.

Thanks a lot for a wasted day,
Ms. Rothman.

Court is adjourned. Tomorrow, 10 a.m.

[Exhales]

Hobbs: It doesn't matter
that you're cleared, Amy.

No matter what the judge
instructs them to do,

the jury won't forget.

[Door closes]

I screwed up. I'm really sorry.

I know.

Oh, well. We'll see what else
Linda has up her sleeve.

Sharon: Andy and I still have

some things to discuss with Andrea.

We'll talk later this evening.

- Yes, Captain.
- Okay.

Excuse me.

- Amy.
- Thanks.

[Whispering indistinctly]

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Amy.

- Get the hell away from me, Mark.
- Amy, hold on.

I know what you're thinking.
It's 100% wrong.

Is it? You just did everything you could

to destroy my credibility on the stand.

Rothman could only have known
what was on my phone

because you told her.

Look, you think I don't know
what this feels like?

I know what this feels like.

I lost my whole career
on the witness box.

- [Elevator bell dings]
- My reputation, too.

- You think I'd do that to you?
- [Button clicks]

You meant to lie in court, Mark.

You lost your career because you
knowingly committed perjury.

- I didn't do that.
- Hey.

Amy, okay, you're
a better person than I am.

No argument. And what
you did with your cellphone,

I talked to Bloom about it, sure.

He brought it up to Rothman.
I guess she was looking

for your pictures and stuff
in discovery.

- And when it didn't show up...
- Screw you, Mark.

And if you ever come near me again,

I'm putting a restraining order.

Provenza: What on earth
were you thinking?

Exchanging evidence with Mark Hickman,

some of it off your phone
without telling us?

I backstopped all the
information Hickman gave me,

and I kept his name out of it
because... why upset people?

Talking to Hickman isn't the real issue.

The real issue is that you
withheld accidentally,

but still withheld
investigatory information

from the defense.

Now do you have
any other pictures on your phone

that relate to other cases?

Yes.

Um, there's a video from when
we found that Iraqi sword

and an interview
that I did with Dr. Joe.

I have photos from a few cases
that we made deals on

like the picture
of the blue Burberry coat

from the Jeffrey Day case that
I texted to you, Lieutenant.

- Ye Gods.
- Mm?

I didn't include that photo
in my notes, either.

Don't worry. We will all be
double-checking our devices.

[Sighs]

Tao: Mark Hickman strikes again.

If it weren't for him,

we wouldn't be spending all this time

looking for pictures
of old crime scenes.

Well, Sykes didn't do us
any favors either.

Amy got caught up in the moment.

Hickman was giving her information.

We've all been there.

But the trial starts
back up again tomorrow.

Our credibility's been attacked.

Hickman's trademark, don't you know.

So we should be rechecking
Bloom's finances,

see how he compensated Mr. Pay Phone,

see if we can find the guy.

I mean, why can't we find the hitman?

Well, we could look at
the video of our search

- around the pay phone again.
- Watched it a dozen times.

Lucky 13.

Yeah. Play it again, Buzz.

[Typing on keyboard]

Okay, where is Sykes?

- [Bell dings]
- Ah, ah, there you are.

- Um, any luck?
- The manager doesn't remember

anyone from the night before last,

but she also says everyone
who shops here seems suspicious.

- [Chuckles] Big surprise. Cameras?
- None.

Just like the taco place
across the street

and the laundromat. Killer got lucky.

Yeah. Or Bloom was very careful
in his choice of a pay phone.

Sir, it took me 32 minutes to walk here

from the crime scene.

Which would place the shooter
in Hancock Park

just before 8 p.m.

Laying in wait for Chandler
to get home from dinner.

But who is he? Who is this
hitman that Bloom hired?

I mean, we cannot find
any unusual payments

- in Bloom's finances.
- [Air brakes hiss]

He even paid all of his taxes.

All right. Tao, prints?

Oh, this might take a while,
but what about bus cameras?

Bus cameras. You know,
that's not a bad idea, Mike.

Buzz, contact Metro.
Let's see if public transit

- can take us where we need to go.
- Metro?

Do you know how many
buses pass by here in a day?

We only need video two hours
before and one hour after

Bloom called from Catalina.

[Bus departing]

♪

[Air brakes hiss]

[Keyboard keys click, computer chimes]

Provenza: Well, thanks for
the umpteenth review

of everything we know,

but there's nothing new here, guys.

It's still the same man
wearing the same clothes

with the same slouch.

And no prints in the database.

Well, they could show up one day

if he's arrested somewhere.

We don't need him one day.
We need him tomorrow.

Maybe he'll use the gun again
tonight, get arrested,

and the casings will match

what we found at the crime scene.

Or maybe we're screwed.

- Buzz, need a lift?
- Oh, sure, thanks.

The case against Bloom
is still very, very good.

Yeah, and the jury will
love me. [Chuckles]

[Under breath] How could they not?

[Door opens and closes]

Amy. What happened to you
on the stand was a mistake

that could have happened
to any one of us,

and they will all learn from that.

Thank you, Captain. I appreciate it.

[Telephone ringing in distance]

♪

♪

[Horn honks]

♪

[Motor rumbling]

[Brakes screech]

[Air brakes hiss]

[Telephone rings]

[Ring]

[Ring]

Hello?

You know, in the video you guys sent us,

Mr. Pay Phone slouched.

Mark?

Like he knew to hide from the bus.

- Are you following me again? Unbelievable.
- [Hangs up receiver]

Unh, unh. I was here first, Honor Roll,

- so technically, you're following me.
- [Beep]

- That's pretty creepy.
- What the hell are you doing?

Same as you. Just making sure

I didn't miss anything
with the pay phone,

reconfirming that
the only surveillance camera

in the vicinity is on the bus.

Your potential hitman...

he slouched as he heard it approach.

Tried to hide his height,

because he was aware
that the bus could tape him.

Everyone knows this, Mark.

But do you know what this says

about your successful
businessman, Richard Bloom?

Out of all the phones at his disposal,

Picky Ricky selected this one

because he's methodical, choosey.

Our successful businessman
chances nothing,

and in my oh-so-humble opinion,

that's what I think this phone
is a mistake

because it reveals his character.

Part of himself that he can't control,

and that's why I'm rethinking
all the things I haven't seen.

Because somewhere, to commit a murder,

he had to take a chance.

Anyway, bye, Amy. See you around.

Well, I'm glad that you're naming

and sharing your sources, Sykes,
even if it has to be at 7 a.m.

But what is Hickman saying here
that's so damn important?

I think Mark...

I mean, Hickman...

Hickman figured out something
about the pay phone, maybe.

No, it's not the phone
he figured out here.

It's our successful businessman
who chances nothing.

♪

Your Honor, the prosecution
is asking for a continuance

- based on new evidence that the LAPD...
- What new evidence?

Please, let them finish, Ms. Rothman.

Your Honor, we wanted to be careful

to not prematurely disclose
the results of our review.

But the moment it is complete,

I will personally walk it over here

to Ms. Rothman myself.

So meanwhile, I'm left
completely in the dark?

Your Honor, we're only asking
for 24 hours.

I object. The description
of this new evidence

is entirely too vague.

You just wasted a day
over nothing, Ms. Rothman.

It's only fair to let the prosecution

have the same opportunity.

See everyone tomorrow.

Mr. Beck? A word.

Uh, yes, sir. I-I mean, Your Honor.

My wife told me you changed
your major from communications

to a minor and that you're
headed for law school.

Is that right?

Yes, Your Honor, I feel like

I can better... help the people

I've been telling stories about...

traumatized kids...

through the practice of family law.

I see.

You're smiling.

Well, as a judge... you'll learn
this in law school...

I try to stay neutral.

So I don't get many opportunities

to say something like this
while dressed in these robes.

Like what?

Like I told you so.

Oh, and I think I've heard
people in your position

say they're going into
family law before.

Well, time will tell.

Happy to see you someplace
in my courtroom

other than the witness box.

Keep up the good work, Mr. Beck.

Very proud of you.

♪

This guy was serious
about perfecting his record.

Picky Ricky's investment portfolio

was one success after another.

Mr. Bloom makes his big money
as a venture capitalist

investing in smart start-ups
like OffKey.

New companies that have
their technology in place

and only need capital
for manufacturing and marketing.

Quick investments, fast returns,

except in one enterprise...
a month before our victim died.

In which Bloom may have
lost a cool $1 million.

Richard Bloom was starting a winery?

Uh, no, ma'am. Not Richard Bloom

but his older brother, Paul Bloom.

For the last six years,
Paul's been the sommelier

at a high-end restaurant
in Santa Monica.

That means they pay you to stay drunk.

And Richard Bloom's investment

in a family member's business
raises a red flag because?

Because typically a winery

takes about three years to develop.

Tao: Well, this might take even longer.

Paul Bloom bought plantable
acreage in Napa Valley

just a few days before
the murder of Thomas Chandler.

It's completely outside
the pattern of quick returns

Bloom always gets off his investments.

It's still the defendant's brother.

Sharon: What's Paul Bloom's
work history like?

Has he ever started or tried to
start a business before?

A lot, ma'am.
Three different restaurants

and two wine bars.

And did Richard Bloom invest
in any of those enterprises?

No, not one, because he chances nothing.

So Richard Bloom finally agrees
to provide a little capital

to his luckless brother.

And lo and behold, our victim gets shot.

And Paul Bloom is 6'3".

He was slouching at the pay phone.

Yeah, speaking of phones,
I'd like to find out

what kind of access
Paul had to his brother's house

before the divorce.

His ex-wife said the only people
in their OffKey network

besides the cleaning lady were family.

Paul Bloom used to be family.

And these clothes that he's wearing...

could still be in his closet.

While they had you waiting downstairs,

we executed a search warrant
on your apartment.

And we found these sneakers,
pants, and this jacket

matching what you were wearing
in this screen grab

we got from a passing bus.

And we were wondering if you
could account for your time

the night your
ex sister-in-law's husband

was shot to death.

We called the restaurant
where you popped the champagne.

No sommelier on a weekend night.

I mean, Sunday evening
is vintage drinking time.

You were at a pay phone

waiting for your brother
to call from Catalina.

Yes, and then you walked to your
brother Richard's old house

and you entered the new OffKey
user name and password...

an app that you used
all the time at Richard's door,

and then you went in and you waited.

You can't... this whole story...

lots of people have
these kinds of clothes.

Come on. You said I had
the right to remain silent.

Do I have to even answer
any of these questions?

No. But you do need
to give us your phone.

Put it on the table.
Open it up, please, right now.

♪

Excuse me, everyone.

Great job, by the way.
Really impressive.

Mike, I'm sure you can handle
this as well as me.

Not as fast as you can, Commander.

[Chuckles]

- [Door closes]
- Does anyone else

find this Mason guy kinda irritating?

- No.
- What's not to like?

He's smart, good at his job.

Young, energetic, attractive.

Oh, Commander.

Lieutenant. Captain.

Commander Mason here runs our
Criminal Intelligence division.

That is the CIA of the LAPD,

and he is going to examine your phone.

In this day and age, sir,
even if we delete an app,

nothing ever disappears from our phones.

There is always a way to recover
what we wish never existed.

Like when I was first handed your phone,

the icon for OffKey was not here,

but if you give me one moment...

If Mason can find a gun

somewhere on that phone, I'll be happy.

If he can fake retrieving
his OffKey app fast enough,

we won't need it.

But we still have no hard evidence

that Paul Bloom's our shooter,

whether or not he was inside the
Chandlers' house that night.

Ah. Here we go, Paul.

Does this look familiar?

Now let's find out
when you last used OffKey.

Then we'll run your cell
to Chandler's house,

see if it sets off an alert.

While Commander Mason
works with your phone,

let's examine your choices.

While you still have them,

because if we trace back
all the information

on your OffKey app
before you cooperate...

Your brother could be found not guilty,

and we would have no choice

but to try you for Murder in the First.

And then you'll have to hear

all about how your vines are maturing

while you're sitting on Death Row.

Death Row?

I'm afraid so, Paul, and it's a shame.

All your life,

every business that you ever
tried to get started,

Richard held back.

You could have had successes
several times over.

And when he finally came
through for you,

it was so he could make a killing.

[Touchscreen clicking]

Almost done, guys.

Oh, dear.

The ruthless ticking of the clock.

Paul, which trial
would you like to be a star of?

Yours or your brother's?

Objection, Your Honor.
I need a continuance.

New evidence?
A disgruntled family member?

What kind of deal did Mr. Bloom strike

- to be up here?
- Mr. Paul Bloom has agreed

to second degree murder
and 20 years in prison

in exchange for confessing
that he killed Tom Chandler

for a $1 million investment

from the defendant in a new winery.

He has given us the current location

of the gun he used, and it's
being retrieved as we speak.

Your Honor, this is obviously
Paul Bloom's attempt

to frame his own brother,
to taint his reputation.

My client had nothing to do...

Rich begged me to kill Tom.

- Begged.
- Paul, please.

Your Honor, this so-called evidence

is nothing more
than Paul Bloom's attempt

to reduce his own sentence
at the expense of my client.

He's a complete screwup and a liar.

Sir, I will not tolerate outbursts.

I'm not lying! You said killing
Tom was to protect Danny,

but you never gave a shit
about your son till your wife left you!

You don't know what you're
talking about Paul, as always.

Hey! He's a failure!

- Shut up.
- A complete failure.

- Order.
- I love my son.

- I said order.
- Tom was poison.

- Counsel.
- Ruining his life!

- Tom broke up your joke of a marriage!
- That's it!

One more word out of either of you,

and you'll find yourselves
in solitary confinement

for the first years of your sentence.

Mr. Beck, please note,

family law right here in front of you.

Counsel, up here with me, now.

[Lowered voice] So what's...
what's gonna happen?

[Lowered voice] Hobbs is suggesting

that in exchange for ending
criminal proceedings today,

Mr. Bloom admit to hiring his brother

and serve life in prison without parole.

But considering her client was
looking at the death penalty,

it's a win for Rothman, too.

If Mr. Bloom agrees to this,

it is a very big win for everyone.

♪

♪

Hey. Do you have a second?

Why?

Well, I was just gonna say that, uh...

Thank you for trying to balance
the scales here a little.

I have no idea what you're
talking about, Honor Roll.

And do me a favor.

Erase our last conversation
from your cell.

It won't make any difference
to discovery

now that the Bloom brothers
have accepted their deals.

And it could be misconstrued by people.

Yeah.

Someone might think you're more
of a decent guy than you let on.

[Elevator doors open]

Wrong again, Amy.

Rothman betrayed my trust,

and I screwed her back.

Don't read too much into it.

I'm not.

Just when you think people
can no longer surprise you,

something like this happens.

Something like what, Lieutenant?

Julio, come with me.

Now, see, Mark? Julio's right
where I said he would be.

Mark, what are you doing here?

Julio! Julio, I'm back!

Okay, you are. You're back.

Uh, Mrs. Urzua?

I'm sorry, Julio. Mark showed up

at your mom's place all by himself.

I didn't know where else to take him.

Oh, my God. Mark, I told you
not to run away.

I had to. Grandpa
had a stroke last week,

and Grandma's only come home twice

since he went into the hospital.

And we're running out of food.

I don't know how to use
the stove, just the microwave.

Uh, you wanna use
the conference room for a bit?

[Lowered voice] Maybe call DCFS.

No! Don't call those people!
I know who they are.

Please! Please!

I-It's just not working out.

Don't worry. Julio will
fix it... or something.

[Door opens]

[Sighs]

[Door closes]

Life can turn around very quickly.

And some people adapt
to their new circumstances.

And some people don't...

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♪

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