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You can barely tell.

I'm flying.

Good as new. Look.

Todd's sick of me.

So maybe you're sick of him.

Let's go back
to Tim's room.

He's cooler than
any of them.

You really want to?

Maybe later.

You're not supposed
to have people here.

Who says?

Your mom and dad.

You're going to call them
in Jakarta?

Give the lady a beer
for her silence.

Is Jill coming?

What do you think?

I saw her today.

She said maybe,
maybe not.

Please.

She's coming.

Who's going to clean this up
in the morning?

Go watch TV, Bonita.

There she is.

Oh, hi, gorgeous.

What'd we get?

A triple.

You writing?

Yeah.

How you doing, Detectives?

Trash still here,
chairs on the floor.

They hadn't closed yet.

Eight years on the line,

never had a triple.

Last out gets the action.

This an overnighter?

Kid who opens up
found them this morning.

Look like
a robbery?

Go talk to
the scene man, kid.

Register's raided.

Let's get it dusted.

It's a bad case of death.

All three shot.

Her throat's cut.

Doer's got a gun.

Why's he gotta
slit her throat, too?

Um, Detective?

When you dust
the register...

We might find your prints?

That's why we keep
our hands full.

All right,
I'm knocking on some doors.

We boring you in here?

Stillman called.

There's a civilian down at Central,
wants to talk to you.

Me?

Asked for a lady in Homicide.

I hear you were
in the Badlands.

Della's Chicken
and Ribs.

What's the deal
with this civilian?

Civilian?

Probably some nut job.

Vera said that he, uh...

I told Vera to deal with her.

I've been on
since midnight.

I got three murders
to solve,

and he's pawning his
dog calls off on me?

I know, Lil.

He is one pain
in the ass, boss.

Yeah, look,
she's right outside.

Just chase her demons away.

Your triple's not going
to go anywhere, all right?

You better give Vera
some hell.

Like it would do any good.

I'm Detective Rush.
Homicide.

You do murders?

I investigate murders.

I want to tell you about one.

What's your name?

Bonita...

Bonita Rafael.

You been smoking some pot today,
Bonita?

It helps with the pain.

I've got cancer.

Sorry.

I saw a murder.

A girl was killed
on a tennis court.

Where's the court?

Chestnut Hill.

At the house
where I used to work.

The boys were having a party.

Shut your mouth!

You shut your mouth!

Hey, slut, I said
shut your mouth!

He hit her...

...over and over

and over and over.

You didn't call the police?

I went to bed.

I thought it wasn't my business.

A girl dying
wasn't your business?

And when did this happen?

In 1976.

1976, Bonita?

27 years ago,

and you're just telling
this now?

I had a son.

I needed to work.

But now I have
this cancer.

Whew... something die in here?

These cases.

The timing adds up.

Jill Shelby,
beaten at a neighbor's house,

found the next morning.

Case was never solved.

Yeah, like the rest
of these jobs.

But now we got a witness.

Are you saying we should open

a 27-year old case, Lil?

There's new direction.

Yeah, witnesses
from that long ago

are going to be pretty shaky.

Maybe. But then,
time can be

on our side.

People who wouldn't
talk then

might be willing
to now.

Look at this maid.
Mm-hmm.

I mean, time passes.

People's loyalties

and circumstances
change.

Do you believe this maid?

Yeah. I do.

I don't know
the assigned detective.

Britt.

I bet Jeffries does.

MAN:
Britt was top shelf.

Got killed in Camden
trying to pick up a fugitive.

So he's not the reason
the job went cold.

Uh-uh. And I remember this one.

It made him crazy.

The girl's mother

would come in year after year,

Britt never had anything
for her.

Who'd he look at for the doer?

The two brothers,
one being the boyfriend.

A live-in cook
made the list.

And, of course,

some folks thought
a gang of black kids

must have come to Chestnut Hill
that night.

The boyfriend his top pick?

Yeah, it was rumored

he had been violent with her.

Todd Whitley?

Oh, yeah.

Cocky little jerk, as I recall.

From a society family.

No one would talk
about those boys.

The old man was too powerful.

Put up walls
Britt couldn't even get past.

Someone should
read the job again.

Maybe those walls
are shakier now.

How about you?

I got a job.

But Vera might
get a sense

of achievement
out of it.

You spoke to the maid,
Lil.

Only 'cause he stuck me
with her.

This job deserves
another look

and Vera doesn't have
the type of personality

to get anywhere
with society people.

You give Vera my triple,

you're going to find him
in Della's freezer.

Excuse me, is
Evelyn Shelby here?

I'm Evelyn.

Hi. Lilly Rush.

How'd you find
this house?

Well, I'm a detective.
Homicide.

Is it about someone
who stayed here?

No, um...

it's about
your daughter.

A witness

has come forward
in her case.

Someone who worked
in the neighborhood.

So you don't know anything.

We have new direction.

Look, I came into Homicide
every August,

for over 20 years.

Eventually, I figured out
that Detective Britt

was too much
of a gentleman

to tell me
to stop coming,

that her case

would never be solved.

You can only hope so long.

So I should just forget
about Jill?

How about
Todd Whitley?

Should I forget him, too?

Todd was lovely
to Jill.

Really, I... hear
he knocked her around.

What's lovely
about that?

I still see Todd Whitley...
and Melanie.

They're married now.

Melanie...

Jill's best friend?

They became close
after she died.

And I'm not interested

in stirring up more accusations
against him.

Well, I'm reopening
the case.

I'm not saying
don't do your job,

it's just that no one's
been able to solve it

after all these years.

And... and I-I just can't
get pulled in again.

What kind of person

doesn't want to solve

her daughter's murder?

Someone in a lot of pain?

Well, she won't
help me with Todd,

she thinks he's
a golden boy.

And the best friend's
married to him.

That's a tight inner circle.

So if Jill's own
mom isn't on board,

who's this for?

You working a dead case
instead of our triple?

Talk to him.

Unsolved isn't dead, Las.

And she's got direction.
Don't you?

Yeah, but I also got three
murders at this restaurant.

All right.

Who else can you go to on this?

Well, not Melanie.

So, I guess that leaves
the brothers.

What was their party line
on the abuse?

The party line was
don't talk to the cops.

Going out on the street, boss.

Right.

Neighborhood survey on Della's.
You coming?

Let me work this one for one
more interview-- then I'm back.

Great.

All right, what's your play
with the brothers?

Todd's a superstar
lawyer now.

Eric is more
of a fringe case.

Divorced, drinking problem,
doesn't exactly work.

Sounds like he's
your first stop.

Eric?

Yeah?

Detective Rush.

I'm heading out.
I have a meeting.

There's a 1:00 in Old City.

It's not that
kind of meeting.

Oh.

It'll just take
a few minutes.

It's about Jill Shelby.

You were in school
with her, right?

Chelsea Day?

I can't talk to you.

How come?

They treated my brother and me
like suspects back then.

Well, it was
an open secret

Todd was hitting Jill.

He loved Jill.

People hit people they love.

I shouldn't say any more.

Maybe you could just tell me
what she was like.

She was nice.

When you were alone
with her, at least.

When you weren't alone?

I don't want to speak
ill of the dead.

It's okay. I hear
it every day.

She'd ignore you.

She ignore you that night?

She was at her worst at parties.

Whoo!

All right, is it my turn?

Yes.

I see dollar signs,

already, Charlie.

That was a $50 value.

Thank you!

Come on, Jill.

Tell us what a kiss
from Eric's worth.

I can't.

He's Todd's brother.

You've already kissed
two other guys.

I'm not into it.

Come here, Eric.

So she was kind of a bitch
to you that night.

She didn't mean it.

That was just the way
she got sometimes.

Mmm.

Anyway, I need to go.

Oh, did you letter
in high school?

You look kind of athletic.

One year.

Wrestling.

Todd Whitley.

Lilly Rush.

Have a seat, Lilly.

Who'd you row for?

Chelsea Day then Penn.

I'm still on
the water most mornings.

Impressive.

This is about Eric I assume.

You don't seem too shocked
he might be in trouble.

Patterns of behavior, right?

Recognize her?

What is this?

A homicide investigation.

Look, that was painful
for a lot of people.

I suggest you leave it alone.

I can't do that.

It's an open case.

Why did someone like you
become a cop?

Oh, bad education,
limited talent.

You should be married,
living the good life.

Well, no one ever asked.

So here I am working a homicide.

Well, as I
told the cops

at the time, I was with
my brother all night.

Actually, a lawyer

told them that in a statement
three weeks later.

So?

Look... my father owned
half of Philadelphia.

Mm-hmm.

People like to see
families like ours in trouble.

We hired a lawyer.

Maybe your kind of people
don't do that--

mine do.

Even if there's
nothing to hide?

I can't help you anymore.

I understand you're
married to Melanie now.

She can't help you either.

Do you still have a problem
with violence?

I know you once hit

Jill hard enough to give her
three stitches and all.

Everyone knew
the cops

had it in for me over Jill.

They were wrong then,

you are wrong now.

Ever hit Melanie?

All right, Lilly,

you're right.

Someone did beat the crap out
of Jill on a regular basis.

But it wasn't me.

Her father was
a real son of a bitch.

You sure know
how to find people.

I thought you'd still be living
in Chestnut Hill.

I like the city.

Did you find something?

Autopsy reports
and medical records.

And?

I just don't understand
these injuries

Jill had before she died.

Injuries?

Broken rib when
she was 12...

a concussion... a jaw fracture
at nine years old.

What's the deal?

She played field hockey
and soccer.

Uh-huh.

She was very active.

Evelyn, my ex-husband was
a mean drunk.

I know the difference between
a soccer injury

and a trip
down the stairs.

Did your husband beat
your daughter?

He was in Houston
the night she died.

That wasn't my question.

He's been dead nine years.

And now you work at a shelter
for battered women and children.

Where did you get that?

The case file.

I took this picture.

I don't see how
you can just forget her, Evelyn.

Forget?

I think about her every day.

This ruined my life.

Then it still matters.

I can't look back.

It's too hard.

So you sell your
Chestnut Hill house,

pack up your old life

and think you
can just walk away?

You can't walk
away from her, Evelyn.

She's a part of you.

There's new hope now.

And what if you don't solve it?

Where does that leave me?

What if I do solve it?

My husband doesn't want me
talking to you.

Todd doesn't
want you helping

with your best friend's
murder investigation?

I thought we put this to rest.

It's important to me, Melly.

So you came to the party
with Jill but left alone?

I drank too much.

I had to go home
and I couldn't find her.

You made a big point

in your interview that you were
sure it wasn't Todd.

The detective made a big point of
asking about him.

He was fixated on
the Whitleys,

but barely
looked at Tim Dorn.

This is the cook?

He lived in our guest house,

and he was with

the girls that night.

When we left
for the party,

he told Jill she should come by
later if she wanted.

When I heard
she was missing

the next day,

Tim was the first
person I thought of.

All this information

and I got one page on the guy

the mother and best friend
think did it.

You got to listen
to the best friend.

Teenage girls tell
each other everything.

Well, Britt wrote
two sentences on him,

then blew him off.

It's hard to tell if he
even worked him hard enough.

Especially when he
had it out for Todd.

Dorn's up in Frackville.

Locked up?

Why do you think
he's going to talk to you?

I'm an optimist.

Lil, I got a wife at home.

You don't have to come.

You think it's a dead case.

Let me just call her.

Five years for forgery.

I got a facility for it,
gets me into trouble.

You ever dabble in
more serious crime?

Like the violence done
to Jill Shelby?

No, ma'am.

I'm strictly
a cerebral criminal.

Pretty attractive, wasn't she?

She was pretty cute, for a girl.

You did tell her to
come over that night.

She came over a lot to get high.

She and her
little vixen friend Melanie.

Well, that little vixen thinks that
you killed Jill.

Well, if you marry
the prime suspect

I guess you better point
to someone else.

Jill's mom also thinks
you did it.

A woman lives
in a certain world.

If the shining neighbor boy
killed her daughter,

that world's a lie.

Britt has your
alibi down here

as going to bed
at 10:00.

I guess he must have
kept his word.

Actually, I was with
a... "friend" that night.

What friend?

Bobby Jordan.

This big, luscious college boy
down the street.

Neither of us
was exactly out and proud

at the time,
so we asked Britt

not to document
the sleepover.

Bobby's gonna confirm that?

Well, I imagine he's come
to terms by now.

Did Jill ever talk
to you about Todd?

Oh, sure. Those girls
told me everything.

Like what?

Teenage drama.

They even told me things
they didn't tell each other.

Like all the while
Jill was fretting

that Todd doesn't
treat her right,

Melanie was doing
him on the side.

You can't be here.

Gate was open.

My partner,
Chris Lassing.

How you doing?

Todd is furious at you.

Uh-oh.

Thanks to you his
brother came here

last night, drunk,after six years
of being sober.

Eric did?

Look, I've told you
about Tim Dorn.

Why do you have to
keep bothering us?

Dorn's alibi checked out.

We know about you
and Todd

stepping out on
Jill back then.

I... I don't have
to talk to you.

Do we have to arrest you?

You don't want that, Lady.

You should see our holding cell.

Your headband
will get all dirty.

Why does this matter?

Cause when you tell us

one lie, Melanie,
even if it's small,

that makes us think you're
hiding other things.

Like whatever Todd did to Jill
that night.

It wasn't Todd, okay?

I know...

because I was with him
that night.

That is some top.

It's new.

You look like, uh...

What?

A patriotic street walker.

It was in Seventeen.

Why do you have to be a jerk?

Why don't you go
and comfort her?

You know, you could use
some time in charm school.

Could I?

I could give you
a tutorial...

upstairs.

What about Jill?

What about her?

I'm obviously not proud of it.

It sounds like Eric had
pretty strong feelings for Jill.

So?

So why'd he fall off the wagon

just 'cause Jill's name came up?

Two million people in this city,

I got to run into you?

You think I'm thrilled
seeing you?

All right, look,

I'm sorry if I was
obnoxious in your office.

More than obnoxious.

It's just the
way that you

were looking out
for Eric. It was...

I hear he's
drinking again.

You don't talk about Eric.

Todd, I know that you were
with Melanie that night.

Excuse me?

Which doesn't add up

with you saying
you were with Eric.

So I figure that you just said that to
protect him.

Okay, let's say I was
with Melanie that night.

You can understand
why I wouldn't want

the entire world
knowing that, right?

Right.

So why not just say
that you were sleeping?

Why give Eric
an alibi?

You should drop this.

Eric did it.

That's why you can
sleep at night

and have a normal
life, and he's a mess.

Just watch it.

When did
the hard drinking start?

After he killed her?

I can make your life
very difficult.

Eric kills Jill...

you clean up after him.

Brother's keeper ever since.
Am I close?

Tell me something, Lilly.

What is the point of all of this
after so many years?

People shouldn't be forgotten.

Even if they are my kind
of people.

Maybe they don't have
a lot of money,

they don't have lawyers...

but they matter.

They should get justice, too.

I see.

You're a crusader.

I guess I am.

Good luck.

So, is sleep like
an optional thing for you?

I'm not tired.

Guess who weighed in
on your case today?

Mmm... the commissioner.

The commissioner?

Apparently he

and the Whitleys' father
were college pals.

Todd called Bradley
to tattle on me?

What a baby.

And now Bradley's wondering

when you're going back
on the line.

He couldn't pick me
out of a line up.

Suddenly he's tracking
my career? Screw him.

Don't say that too loud
in this building.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Rush...

your boyfriend's downstairs.

I'm single. You sure
it's not your boyfriend?

One of the Whitleys...
booked for DUI.

Mm.
Mm-hmm.

You crash that nice car
of yours, Eric?

Thanks to you.

I had something
to do with it?

All I did
was bring up Jill.

Why's that send you
on a bender?

My brother called our lawyer,
who called the commissioner,

who's a very close
family friend.

I heard all about it.

Then why don't you take
a hint and back off?

Cause something tells me

you and I are
one scotch away

from a good conversation.

Hey, Lil.

Hey.
Hey.

Las is in with Evelyn Shelby.

Huh.

I kept my own box on Jill.
It's been packed away

for years, but I
thought maybe it could help.

Good.

Melanie told me about
her and Todd in high school,

behind Jill's back.

Well, she was only 15.

Mrs. Shelby,

it looks like we're
closing in on Eric Whitley.

The younger one?

Yeah, well,

he doesn't have an alibi
for that night.

And he was pretty sick

in love with
your daughter.

I was looking at her yearbook,

and remembered this boy,

Ann Winters' son.

A few years after Jill died
he said something to Ann

about the Whitleys
getting away with murder.

Why isn't this in the file?

Well, it should be.
John told it to the police.

What the kid's name?

Charlie Winters.

If Britt talked to him
I'd have a record of it.

He was meticulous.

Well, are you sure

your husband
mentioned it to Britt?

He told me he did.

Could he have
lied, Evelyn?

Well, I don't know.

I mean,
I hounded him about it.

He said it came to nothing.

That I should stop
bringing it up.

Stop pointing fingers
at the Whitleys.

They were a powerful family.

I guess we both know what it's
like to have a husband fail you.

We'll find Charlie
Winters, Evelyn.

We'll talk to him,

and we'll let you
know what he says.

Thanks for coming out.

I can't really leave
the retreat.

Sure. It's about
Jill Shelby.

So, now you want to hear?

Yeah, you told the cops
you didn't see anything.

Yeah, at first.

But then I came
to the Shelbys

with some good
information,

and I got the brush-off.

You come stoned in your VW van?

So?

Charlie, Evelyn Shelby's the one
who told us about you.

Screw Evelyn Shelby, okay?

I tried to help
her years ago.

She wouldn't hear it.

You're right, Charlie,
but she's not afraid now,

and we want to hear.

Okay.

I was, um...

kind of passed out
on a lounge chair.

How could this happen?

Just shut up.

Why'd you have
to wear this?

What?

It's ruined.

That's what you were
thinking about?

That stupid jacket?

Just leave things to me.

So, they...
got in their car and left,

and, man, I just
got the hell out of there.

Why'd Eric care so much
about the jacket?

There was this...

one year that Eric
did wrestling, and...

Todd couldn't wrestle
to save his life.

I think it was
the only thing that...

he could do better than Todd.

How was it, good?

I need a couple of minutes.

I... I have
to tell you something

that's going to be
hard to hear.

Todd was seen with
the murder weapon that night.

But I was with him.

You were asleep
after drinking all night.

He could've got
out of bed later.

This is the father
of my children.

He was involved
with a murder,

Melanie-- that's someone
that you don't know very well.

Maybe he was just
covering up for Eric.

Even if that's
all he did,

that's accessory to murder.

I want to tell
you something...

but if I do,
I can't go home.

I can help you with that.

They're talking
every night.

They're arguing.

Todd keeps telling Eric
to stay away from Tabby's.

What's that?
They have an aunt, Tabitha.

She has a house
in Chestnut Hill.

It was... it was close to
where we all used to live.

Pack a bag for you and the kids.

You're coming with me.

Hey

Where's my wife?

Safe

Come here bitch!

You tell me where she is.

Is this how you handle women
you can't control?

This supposed to scare me?

It's supposed to make you think.

I'm not like the girls you're
used to, Todd.

You can't try to charm me then
when that doesn't work talk down to me.

Then when that doesn't work,
get agressive.

I'm not Jill or Melanie.

I'm the police and we're at the
police headquarters, you moron.

You gonna talk to me like that?

What are you going to do?
Kill me in the parking lot of Central?

You think you'll get away with
it again?

I know about Tabby's. I'll have a warrant
tomorrow and guys are sitting on it right now.

Whatever you hid there, we're
going to find it.

So it's over.

Okay.

I can't protect him anymore.

I did as much as I could.

Why don't you come in and gimme
a statement.

Okay

Flipped on his brother

Do you believe him?

I don't know.
I gotta find Eric.

No meeting tonight, huh?

Screw the meetings.

Scotch and soda

Look I can't talk to you.

My brother chewed me out the day
you came by.

Really, since he's been
talking to me alot.

Yeah well I guess he puts
himself in a different category.

Oh he told me about you and Jill
and...

You were in love with her.

She was his girlfriend.

Oh she'd hang around with you
and uh...

...no one was around but drop
you the second Todd showed up.

Look I already told you that
she was like that.

And then he found you two
together that night.

Look I said I couldn't talk to
you.

What happened to your letter
jacket, Eric?

I don't know.

Another.

I don't think there's time
for another.

I have to arrest you.

He told me you did it.

And that you came to him for help afterwards
and you two buried the racket at your aunt's house.

Why would I kill her?

Because she humiliated you.

She accused you
of watching them.

Oh, my God.

So what he's
pinning it on me now?

It's his story against yours.

And you're the problem drunk who never got
his life together so if you have anything to give me,

you should do it now.

Look he ruined my jacket

He got his blood all over it,
hers too.

You didn't throw it out did you?

And Jill didn't humiliate me...

He did.

Hi gorgeous.

Where were you?

Well you can't really ask me
that.

That's my jacket.

So you finally got a taste of
her, huh?

Now you have something real to
jack off to.

Todd!

Huh. Have you seen him in the
window watching us have sex?

That's crazy.

Up in the tree with his hand
down his pants.

Stop! Please.

Well you're the one who just
screwed him.

I didn't screw him.
Give me some credit.

Saw you all pressed up to him.

Only 'cause you
were off with Melanie.

Just stop talking.

Asshole.

Bitch.

Don't.

Shut up!

You're so pathetic!

You're such a prick!

You shut your mouth.

Screw you.

Hey slut,
I said shut your mouth!

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