All language subtitles for Law and orer S12E06 - Formerly Famous

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.

Dorothy Lemoine.
Wasn't she a sight
to behold.

Yeah. Had a lot of
meat on her bones.

I know. They're all
anorexic today.

So unattractive.

NORM: I don't know,
Gwyneth Paltrow's
not too bad.

Frank,
I need your help.

Oh, my God.
Are you all right?

My wife's been shot.
I need an ambulance.

Somebody call 911.

Where is she,
Mr. Vega?

She's near
Leroy and Hudson.

Tell them
on Leroy and Hudson.
Yeah.

Near Leroy and Hudson.

NOONAN: Somebody
get Mr. Vega a glass
of water right away.

(GROANS)

(EXHALES)
There's so much blood.

It's gonna
be okay, Mr. Vega.
Help's on the way.

Victim was
Beth Anne Vega.

Thirty-two.
Took a slug
to the head.

Where is she now?
Sidewalk.

What's with
all the press?

Ah, husband was
some big shot singer.

Tommy Vega?
You heard of him?

He had a big Vegas act.

He's gonna be
the next Tom Jones.

Who's Tom Jones?

Was Mr. Vega with her
when she got shot?

No. They were coming
from Noonan's,
about five blocks south.

Vega left her
for a few minutes to
go back to the pub,

said the wife waited
for him here.

Anybody see
the shooting?

OFFICER: Nah.
The neighborhood's
pretty dead at night.

So he leaves his wife
on a dark city street,

comes back to
find her missing part
of her skull.

OFFICER: Yeah,
along with her purse
and wedding ring.

Could be a robbery
gone bad.

Or a marriage.
Where's Vega now?

Guy seemed to
be in shock.

You know,
we were gonna
put him in a bus,

but then he gave us
the number of
his private doctor.

You called him?
Yeah. He came down,
took him home.

All right. Well,
let's check the dumpsters
and the sewers.

Maybe the perp
tossed the purse.

I remember watching
Vega's Christmas special
when I was a kid.

What happened to him?

He took up with a guy
named Jack Daniel's.

Well, he's back in
the limelight now.

We were walking uptown
to get a taxi,

and I had to go back
to Noonan's to take care
of something.

Take care of what?

It has nothing
to do with this.

Why don't you let us
be the judge of that,
Mr. Vega.

Okay.

I play the ponies,

and I went back there
to make spread
on the bet I made.

They make book there?

Yeah. I put down $600,

then after dinner
I got to thinking,

I'm just not as lucky
as I have been lately.

Why didn't your wife
go back with you?

She wanted a smoke.
She snuck one after dinner.

I wish she had've
come back with me.

So how long
were you gone?

Five, six minutes.

BRISCOE:
When you got back
from the pub,

did you see anybody
on the street?

Did you hear anything?

No. Nothing.

I just saw Beth Anne
laying there.

BRISCOE:
She say anything?

No. Just a lot of blood.

Tom, I just heard.

How are you?

As good as I can be.

Who are you?
Art Cahill.

I'm Tom's manager.

Artie, she's dead.

It's gonna be okay, Tommy.
We're gonna get through it.

What am I gonna
tell Sara?

DR. GELLER:
Excuse me, gentlemen,
at this point

I think Mr. Vega
should really be
allowed just to rest.

We just have
a few more questions.

He's under the influence
of a narcotic, Detective.

Any questions will have
to wait till tomorrow.

On the news,
they said it was
a mugging.

Well, that's the way
it looks right now.

What about any leads?

Well, we were
hoping your client
might be able

to help us out
with that.

It's just
so unbelievable.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hey.
Where's Dad?

Doctor gave him
a sedative.

He's gonna be okay.

Who are they?

I'm Detective Green.
This is Detective Briscoe.

What are they
doing here?

This is Peter and Jason,
Tom's sons.

I'll tell you, guys,
I better head home.

I got my wife
waiting up for me.

You make sure
he gets his rest
in there, okay?

And if you need anything,
you call me.

Thanks.
All right.

BRISCOE: We just have
a few questions

about what happened
to your dad's wife.

Maybe you guys
can help us out.

Sure. But I'd really
like to see my dad.

The doctor didn't think
that was a real good idea
right now.

When was the last time
you saw your step-mother?

Last month.

We threw my father
a surprise birthday party.

BRISCOE: How would
you describe
their relationship?

Normal ups and downs,
I guess.

How long were
they married?

About a year
and a half.

And Sara's
15 months old?

Right.

What difference
does it make
how old Sara is?

We're just covering
all the angles.

Well, I think
you should know

our father
hired a lawyer.

When did he do that?

Peter called him
before we came over.

You think your father
needs a lawyer?

If you're asking
questions like this,

what do you think
the press is gonna do
to him?

Hey, we're just
trying to find out
what happened.

And we wanna help.

We're just trying to do
what's right by our dad.

Hired their father a lawyer,
that's pretty smart.

They didn't give us
very much either.

Just enough to
know the thought

that dad did it
crossed their minds too.

Do we have anything
on Vega?

Well, for openers,
his real name's
Cedric Flannigan.

Vega's a stage name.

He's got a sheet.
Some drunk
and disorderlies,

some gambling.

But that happened
a long time ago.

Nothing happened
during the marriage.

Well, other than this
"spread-my-bet," alibi

what else do we have?

Nothin' so far.
Canvass didn't turn up
a single witness,

and the GAR test
on his hands
came back negative.

You said he went back
to the pub to call 911.

Maybe he cleaned
himself up.

Lieutenant,
Beth Anne Vega's
sister's here.

Thanks.

Listen, I'll follow up
on Vega with the sister.

Meantime,
why don't you guys
head back to Noonan's

and see what
you can find.

Hi. I'm Lieutenant
Van Buren.

I'm very sorry
about your loss.

I always knew this marriage
would turn out badly
for Beth Anne.

Please sit down.

Now, why is that?

Because I don't
think Tommy really
ever loved my sister.

Did you ever hear him
threaten her?

Not in so many words.

But he was always
picking on her,
blaming her for things.

What things?

Well, his career mostly.

I mean, he was
a pretty bitter guy.

Well, my understanding is,
your brother-in-law's career

was in trouble
long before
he met your sister.

Try telling
Beth Anne that.

I mean, to her
Tommy Vega was
this big celebrity.

People still knew
who he was,

that's all
that Beth Anne
cared about.

She was starstruck.

Miss Boyle, was there
anything specific

that makes you think
Mr. Vega might be involved
in your sister's murder?

How about the fact
they were getting divorced.

BRISCOE: Mr. Vega
was a regular here?

Every Friday night
for 10 years.

Ten years. ls there
some special dish
I should know about?

Well, Mr. Vega felt
at home here.

We treat him like family
make him feel good.

How was he feeling
Friday night?

He seemed okay.
He and Mrs. Vega

had a quiet dinner,
left at 9:00.

Then he came back
a few minutes later

to talk with
your bartender, right?

About 20 minutes
later, yep.

Are you sure it was
20 minutes later?

I remember because
we'd just seated
a 9:20 walk-in.

How long did he talk
to the bartender?

A few minutes,
then he left.

Well, what time
did he come back to
make the 911 call?

About nine,
ten minutes later.

He came running in.

He was sweating,
breathing heavy.

His color was no good.

After we called 911,
he ran to the bathroom
to throw up.

We need to talk
to that bartender.

No problem.

He put 600 straight
on the nose.

Horse was called,
Shooting Star,
something like that.

Which race?
The fifth at Belmont.

He came back about
20 minutes later.

Told me to spread it
across the board.

How did he seem?

Kinda edgy, I guess.
Wanted to make sure
I got it right.

ED: That's
a sucker's play.

What,
killing your wife?

No, spreading your bet.

When you place a bet
straight on the nose,
you go with your hunch.

You don't go back
to cover your losses.

How about to
cover your ass?

That's five minutes
from the restaurant.

Figure 10 minutes
round trip.

How come
it took him 20?

If Noonan's right
about the time,

that's 10 minutes
unaccounted for.

Hey, pal,
it's a crime scene.

Police only
behind the tape.

Police and
defense attorneys.
Brad Feldman.

Vega's kids must be
pretty worried to
have hired you so fast.

It's merely a precaution.
You know as well as I,

celebrities are
presumed guilty
until proven innocent.

Until dream team
attorneys like you
get 'em acquitted.

You see,
that attitude is what
I'm talking about.

It compromises
objectivity.

Our objectivity's
just fine, Counselor.

I don't think so,
because if it were,

you'd be looking
into Beth Anne's past
as well as my client's.

If you got something
to say, don't be shy.

Spit it out.

Prior to
marrying my client,

Mrs. Vega kept company
with some pretty
shady characters,

and from what I understand,
slept with most of them.

Mr. Feldman,
you got anybody
specific in mind?

I'm simply suggesting
there's no shortage
of suspects

given Mrs. Vega's
former lifestyle.

Thanks for the tip.

Look,
anything I can do,
please feel free.

My client and I,
we wish to
cooperate fully.

Hey, Sam Spade,
Let's go.

Come on. Come.

"Dirtying the victim",
that's page one

out of the defense
attorney's playbook.

What about
the crime scene?

It's a commercial area.
The whole street
shuts down at night.

We figure Vega could've
popped his wife,

then run back
to Noonan's

to give himself
an alibi.

The timeline
support that?

We retraced his steps.
He lost 10 minutes
somewhere.

Well, if you've
got opportunity,

I might have
the motive.

Her sister said
there was a divorce
action pending.

They're in the middle
of a divorce,
and they're out pubbing?

They could be trying
to patch things up.

Or maybe he thought
a .9mm divorce
would be cheaper.

Not to mention
less bloody.

You know,
his divorce attorney is
gonna invoke privilege.

Well, he does have
a business manager.

Go talk to him
If Vega was
on the hook,

he'd know
for how much.

CAHILL: Tom's had
a hell of a run.

Seven gold records,
more money than
he knew what to do with.

Broads crawling out
of the woodwork.

He's had some problems,
made some mistakes,

but trust me,
he's no killer.

Oh, no, thanks.
No.

So, how long have
you been with him?

Twenty-five years.

He did right
by that girl,

stepped up to the plate
when she got knocked up.

Yeah. A real prince.

She told him
she was on the pill.

You know,
he married that girl,

so the baby would
have a father.

And then filed
for divorce?

Some things just
aren't meant to be.

BRISCOE:
Like alimony, huh?

There was a pre-nup.
Limited Beth Anne
to half a mill.

Please sit down.

And he had the money
to pay for that?

That's why he still
loves me.

I'd never let him sell
his publishing rights.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Oh, excuse me.

Yeah. Green.
(PHONE RINGING)

Excuse me.

Art Cahill.

All right.
Thank you.

They just
found the gun.

Where?
Stead man Square Park

FELDMAN: Mr. Roarke
found the gun and wallet

during routine maintenance
of a storm drain

on the northwest corner
of the park.

REPORTER 1: And is there
any speculation about

who may have
placed them there?

Well, that question is
probably better left
to the police.

But this is
a known drug den,

reinforcing the theory
that Mrs. Vega
was the victim

of a robbery
for drug money.

What made Mr. Roarke
go to The Ledger
instead of the police?

The Ledger has
a track record

in the field
of investigative
journalism.

And Mr. Roarke felt
it was his civic duty

to bring his discovery
to the public's attention.

Civic duty.

You know,
15 minutes of fame will
stir up a lot of that.

REPORTER 2:
Where is Mr. Vega now?

At home taking care
of his daughter.

Yeah. Please...

Thank you for your time.
Thank you.

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

We'll take that
evidence now.

Oh, of course,
Detective.

You saved me the trouble
from going to the precinct.

Detective,
do you have
any comment?

The show's over.

Given the gun's location
and the timeline,

there is no way
that my client could
be the perpetrator.

Hey, could you say
that again
for the camera?

Oh, yeah, absolutely.
Where would you
like me to stand?

Right over here.

Well, Feldman's right
about the one thing,

Vega didn't have time
to shoot his wife,

ditch the gun
20 blocks away,

and then run back
to the pub.

Unless he had help.

Or hired a hit man.

Every Friday night
for 10 years is
a pretty regular schedule.

What about the gun?

Ballistics confirms
it was the murder weapon.

It's a Browning .9mm.
Wiped clean.

Latent got a partial
on the clip,
but so far no hits.

Serial numbers?

They were filed down.
Lab's trying
to raise them.

So chances are
this isn't an amateur
we're talking about.

That'd be my guess.

Well, I'm on my way
to explain to the bosses

why the parks department
found that gun
before we did.

We'll get after
his financials.

If there's a hit man,
there could be a money
trail someplace.

Great.

You know,
Vega ain't had a gig
in close to 10 years.

And he's socked away
$10 million.

Maybe I ought to
get myself a manager.

Singing at a karaoke bar
doesn't count.

Cahill pays all
of Vega's bills

through his management
company.

Yeah, it's probably
so he won't blow it
all on booze.

You got that right.
I got a check right here
made out for $12,000

to Clarkson
Rehabilitation Center.

Twelve steps.
It's a grand a step.

This check's made out
to Rick Jordan
for $20,000.

Somebody I should know?

He owns a bunch
of clubs.

The Post calls him
the next Ian Schrager.

In the notation it says
"RE: Beth Anne".

Too bad it doesn't say
"RE: Hit on Beth Anne."

Here's another one,
$20,000.

Same notation.

Here's a third
That's a total
of 60,000.

This one's dated
a month before
Beth Anne was killed.

JORDAN: The money was
payback for a loan.

Mr. Vega is
a multi-millionaire.

Why would he need
a loan from you?

He didn't.
Beth Anne did.

You knew his wife?

We used to
live together.

She racked up
over a 60 grand
credit card debt.

Sure. You volunteered
to pay it back.

Beth Anne had a way
of making you do things.

How long were you
with her?

About a year.

How did this
fairytale end?

Tommy Vega.

How'd you feel
about that?

I got over it.

And Vega pays
you back why?

Guilty conscience.

ED: About what?

I found out Beth Anne
was seeing him while
we were still together.

Just for the record,
Mr. Jordan,

you mind telling us
where you were
last Friday night?

Here.

With about
300 other people.

So after you split up,
you ever see
Beth Anne again?

Yeah. She'd stop by
sometimes when she was
picking up her mail.

ED: She got
her mail here?

No, one of those
mail drop places
around the corner.

She said it was
because she moved
around so much.

Yeah,
she had a box here.

Can we get
a look at it?

Her box?

BRISCOE: Her mail,
smart ass.

It's all gone.

Some dude
came in yesterday.
Cleared everything out.

And you just
allowed that?

He said he was a lawyer,
showed me a bunch
of papers.

Did you read 'em
or roll 'em?

Detectives,
if you'll wait outside.

I'm with a client
at the moment.

ED: Sorry.
Now, you're with us.

Excuse me?

We both know
you're gonna bill her for
the hour anyway, Counselor.

Mrs. Lederman,
could you please
give me five minutes?

Of course.
Don't worry about it.
Thank you.

Thanks.
Right this way.

Thank you very much.

How can I help you?

We want the letters
that you stole from
Beth Anne's mailbox.

No one stole anything.

Hand over the letters
or you're gonna be charged

with obstruction of justice
and tampering with evidence.

Title to the contents
of that box,

indeed, the obligation
to pay for the box itself,

passed to my client
on his wife's death,

or should I say
to her estate.

And my client being
the sole beneficiary

of that estate
has clear title.

Thanks for
the law lesson.

Now we'll take
the letters.

Well, I'm afraid
the surrogate
court disagrees.

This is a copy
of the letters
of administration,

authorizing Mr. Vega
to inventory
his wife's assets.

The box falls under
that purview.

But you're welcome
to review the contents
of the box here.

I'll even show you
a few other items
I've dug up.

She wrote letters to guys
all over the country.

Here's one to
some poor schmuck
in Reno.

"I'm lonely due to
a recent break-up.

"Will visit
if you pay my way."

"I enjoy clubbing,
horseback riding
and phone sex."

Sounds just like
your type, Lennie.

I don't club.

Did she enclose
a picture?

You'll have to
use your imagination.

Oh, here's one to her.

"Dear Psycho,
keep screwing with me
and you'll regret it.

"Sincerely,
Davey Reynolds."

Davey Reynolds,
the pitcher?

Hall of Fame.
Best knuckleballer
lever saw.

Who should
I make it out to?

BRISCOE: We already
have your autograph.

So, how was
Beth Anne screwing you,
Mr. Reynolds?

I mean, money-wise?

(LAUGHING)

Well, the first time
I saw her

was at a ball signing
I did up in Albany.

How much
do you charge?

Ten a POP-

So, anyway,
I sign her ball,

and then she asks
if I'd like to
sign her rack.

So you waive the fee?

The wife died almost
nine years ago.

So, any action I get
I figure's icing
on the cake.

ED: Keep talking.

So, she starts
following me around.

Leaving messages.

She even showed up
at a show in Denver.

She snuck right in
my hotel room.

That must've been
terrible for you.

You got no idea.

I mean,
I bang this broad
a couple of times,

and she starts
following me
around the country.

You still haven't
answered our question

about how she tried
to rob you.

Well, I finally
got rid of her.

And about a month
or so later,
she writes me,

she says,
"I'm going to the IRS

"unless you pay me
10 grand."

The IRS?

Yeah, you know,
these ball signings are
strictly a cash business.

And I might have made
some bookkeeping errors

here and there
along the way.

I just wrote
her that letter to
get her to back off.

"Screw with me
and you'll regret it."

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Oh, excuse me.

So, did it work?

I guess so.
I never heard from
her after that.

What about
last Friday night?
Where were you?

Last Friday night.

Oh, I did a card show
up at Philly.

You can check.

Yeah. Okay, thanks.

Latent raised
the serial number
off the gun.

It was registered
to some guy named
Duane Hawthorne in Queens.

Duane's not here.
Who are you?

Can you tell us
where we can find him?

It's pretty
important, ma'am.

My husband's dead.

He passed away
two years ago.

We're sorry
to hear that.

Mr. Hawthorne had
a gun registered
in his name.

Duane was
a security guard
at First American.

Grandma,
is everything okay?

My grandson, Jackson.

These gentlemen
are asking about
your grandfather's gun.

What about it?

It was used to
kill a woman
last week.

MRS. HAWTHORNE: I'm sorry.

You must be mistaken,
honey.

Duane's gun
is packed away
with his other things.

Jackson, can we have
a word with you?

You got something
to tell us?

(SIGHS) No.

'Cause if you do,
now is the time
to say it.

It's only gonna
get uglier
from here on.

Okay.
So I took the gun.

But I didn't
kill anybody,
I swear.

Jackson,
if you know something,

now is the time
to say so.

All right.

I gave the gun
to somebody,

but there's no way
he did this.

Some buddy of yours?

No. My boss.

This boss got a name?

Look, he's been
good to me.

I don't want to get him
in any trouble, all right.

It's a little late
for that.

His name
is Arthur Cahill.

I work for his
management company.

I gave him the gun
last year.

I'm sorry, Mr. Cahill,
they wouldn't wait.

It's okay.

Hey, I want you to
meet Sound Joint.

They're the next
'N Sync.

BRISCOE: Yeah, well,
we're a little out
of sync right now.

Mr. Cahill, we need to
ask you some questions

about one
of your employees.

CAHILL: We were just
getting ready to
break for lunch.

Jackson Hawthorne.

Hawthorne?

ED: He works in
your payroll department.

Right.

The gun that killed
Beth Anne Vega

was registered in
his grandfather's name.

Well, what's this
got to do with me?

He says
he gave you that gun
about a year ago.

Hey, look, fellas,
why don't we step out
just for a second.

Nah.
That's okay, fellas.

I think we're the ones
who're gonna step out.

Am I under arrest?

BRISCOE:
Ah, the day's young yet.

You think I killed
Beth Anne?

You got this gun
from your employee.

His alibi checks out.

So, yeah,
it's a good possibility.

That's crazy.

We pulled your
service records,
Mr. Cahill.

You remember
giving them
your fingerprints?

That one was
on the gun clip.

Look,
I managed this rapper.

We had a business dispute.
He starts making threats.

One night I was alone,
he came in with
a bunch of gangsters.

The next day
it was the talk
of the office.

Jackson came to me,
said he knew where
I could get a gun.

Why didn't you go
to a gun store?

My life was threatened.

I wasn't about to
wait two months
for a permit.

So you filed
the serial number
off the gun?

What are you
talking about?

I don't even know
where those things are.

This rapper
who threatened you,
what's him name?

Ali-X. He went to jail on
a drug possession charge.

After that,
I stuck the gun in my desk
and forgot all about it.

And when your client's
wife was killed
by a Browning .9mm,

you didn't think to look
in your desk drawer?

Detective Briscoe,
I didn't know what
type of gun it was.

It was the type of gun
that killed Beth Anne Vega.

I keep it in
an unlocked drawer.

I didn't even know
it was missing.

Look, I was working
at the office

the night Beth Anne
got shot.

BRISCOE:
Anybody see you?

It was a Friday night.
It was late.

So the answer's no.

I think I should probably
have a lawyer in here.

Your choice, Art.

Well, that's what I want.

What else
do we have on him
besides the gun?

Just that he was
Vega's manager
for 25 years.

That's not enough
for an indictment.

What about his alibi?

Janitor doesn't
remember seeing him.

Well, does the building
keep entry/exit records?

Yeah, there's
a keycard system,

but the logs are purged
every week.

So he can't back up
his alibi

and we can't
disprove it.

Keeps him in play
as a suspect.

Yeah, unless what
Cahill's telling us
about the gun is true.

Have we run down
everyone who had
access to his office?

Cleaning crews,
office staff, clients.

Which would include
Tommy Vega.

Mr. Cahill had a problem
with a client.

So you were aware
of the gun?

He mentioned it.

He's spent his career
representing

the Neil Diamonds
and Barry Manilows
of the world.

With Ali-X,
he was completely out
of his element.

When we saw Mr. Cahill,
he was with some clients.

Does he ever leave
a client alone
in his office?

It's possible
he may have stepped out
on occasion, why?

Have you seen him
with the gun recently?

(SCOFFS)

He didn't murder
Mrs. Vega.

That's not how
Mr. Cahill handles
his problems.

So, he did
see Mrs. Vega
as a problem?

No more than
any other celebriphille.

BRISCOE: Celebriphille?

Someone who needs to
be around celebrities.

Being with famous people.
It makes them feel special.

And you'd describe
Mrs. Vega that way?

This business
attracts them.

ED: I thought that
Tommy Vega was
yesterday's news.

It's the people
on the C-list
that get it the worst.

They don't have
an entourage
protecting them.

And that's where
your boss comes in?

Tom can be careless
when it comes to money.

I think Mr. Cahill
wanted to make sure

Beth Anne didn't
take advantage.

Hmm. How did he do that?

There was some
office gossip

that Mr. Cahill
was paying her
an allowance,

so she wouldn't
be tempted.

SOUTHERLYN:
Six payments totaling
almost $750,000.

That's no allowance.

Particularly since
all the payments

went through Beth Anne's
divorce attorney.

You know,
Briscoe and Green said
that there was a pre-nup.

Five hundred grand
was the buyout figure
for the marriage.

This is 250 more
and still no divorce.

Beth Anne's holding out,
so Cahill shoots her?

Sounds pretty thin.

Cahill's spent his career
protecting Vega,
growing his fortune.

The wife was fleecing
the golden goose.

What do we know
about the progress
of this divorce?

Vega's matrimonial lawyer
obviously won't talk to us,

and Beth Anne's attorneys
invoked privilege.

On behalf of
a dead client.

Your honor,
the People seek
disclosure of details

of payments made
to Beth Anne Vega
by Arthur Cahill Management.

In other words,
Miss Southerlyn
wants the court

to ignore
attorney-client privilege.

In re Colby,
when a client
is deceased,

her attorney stands
in her shoes and
can waive privilege.

Only if I choose to.
I don't here.

Why not, Counselor?

Your client's dead.
Why stand on ceremony?

I don't believe Mrs. Vega
would want certain facts
to come to light.

But she would
want her killer
brought to justice.

And you need
Miss Brandees'
testimony to do that?

Why not question
Mr. Cahill?

Mr. Cahill has
retained counsel

and refuses to
answer any questions.

All right.

I can order Miss Brandees
to waive privilege
and I hereby do so.

Your Honor...

What I won't do
is force her
to cooperate

with the district
attorney's office,

nor will I compel her
to testify without a trial
for her to testify in.

But, Your Honor,
without Miss Brandees'
cooperation,

we'll never get
to that trial.

I wouldn't be Solomon
if I didn't occasionally
split the baby.

What about putting her
in front of a grand jury,

subpoena her
to testify there.

We don't have enough
for an indictment.

I don't want to
take the chance

the grand jury's term
expires before we do.

What about convening
a special grand jury?

One with
a longer term?

Convening a special grand jury
only fuels the media frenzy,

makes it harder to
uncover new witnesses.

Then what about
using one that
already exists?

I could contact
my old bureau chief.

I'm sure she's got
a sitting grand jury
that she'll let us borrow.

The money was paid
to settle the Vegas'
divorce.

But their
prenuptial agreement

capped Mrs. Vega's
recovery at $500,000.

The additional 250,000 was
for certain considerations.

What considerations?

Sole custody of
their daughter Sara
to Mr. Vega.

Mr. Vega paid
a quarter of
a million dollars

for custody
of their baby?

Which is why
I resisted testifying.

Mrs. Vega wouldn't
want her daughter
to learn

that she'd agreed
to abandon her.

SOUTHERLYN:
If they'd reached
this agreement,

why wasn't
the divorce finalized?

Mrs. Vega realized
she couldn't
go through with it

and told her husband
that if they divorced,

she'd take the baby
with her.

How did Mr. Vega react?

Disappointment.
Anger.

Did he make threats
of any kind?

No. All he said was that
he'd do whatever it took
to be with Sara.

And you didn't
report this threat
to the police

after Mrs. Vega
was killed?

I'm a divorce lawyer.

As threats go,
I hear far worse
every day.

SOUTHERLYN:
Vega wanted it all.

To divorce Beth Anne,
but still keep
his daughter.

Theory being that
if Beth Anne backed out

of the custody
agreement,

he might have seen murder
as the only solution.

That gives us motive.

But if Vega
pulled the trigger,

how'd he stash the gun
20 blocks away?

Cahill.

Well, I think
he clearly knows more
than he's telling us,

but that still isn't enough
for an accessory charge.

Well, without a charge,
we can't leverage Cahill
against Vega.

What if we take
the choice to cooperate
out of his hands?

Subpoena him to
the grand jury.

If he testifies
as a witness,

he gets
automatic immunity.

Which we'd be willing
to give him

in exchange for testimony
against Vega anyway.

Only if Vega
was the triggerman.

If Cahill were the one
who shot Beth Anne,

he'd have to know
that Vega would be
an immediate suspect.

He wouldn't put
more suspicion
on Vega

by killing Beth Anne
while she was with him.

Unless he did it
at Vega's request.

Well, the whole point
in hiring a hit man

is to allow
for a solid alibi.

So the only explanation
for Vega being
at the crime scene

is if he killed
Beth Anne.

I couldn't have helped
Tom move the gun.

I was doing
something else
that night.

JACK: Working late?

No one recalls seeing you
in your office, Mr. Cahill.

I think I'll take
the Fifth on that.

The Fifth Amendment
is not relevant here,
Mr. Cahill.

Not with immunity.

You can't be charged
with any crimes

reasonably related
to my questions,
other than perjury.

I was in my office
that night

with a woman.

Not my wife.

JACK: You admitted
to the detectives

that you owned the gun
used to kill Mrs. Vega.

And I told them
my desk drawer
was unlocked.

Anybody could've
taken it.

JACK: Have you ever had
meetings with Mr. Vega
in your office?

He's a client.

Have you ever
left him there alone?

Mr. Cahill?

He's been there
alone, yes.

How recently?

We can subpoena
your appointment book

if you make that
necessary, Mr. Cahill.

He was there the week
before the murder.

But Tom would never
kill Beth Anne.

Not even
for his daughter?

What are you
talking about?

Mr. Vega wanted
sole custody of Sara

but Beth Anne backed out of
their custody agreement.

That's why you think
Tom shot her?

I think he was
a man desperate

to get custody
of his daughter.

With all due respect,
Mr. McCoy,

you don't know
how wrong you are.

Sara wasn't
his daughter.

Do you understand?
The baby wasn't his.

SOUTHERLYN:
If the baby isn't his,

Vega's killing Beth Anne
for sole custody
just doesn't make sense.

Unless Vega
didn't know.

But Cahill knew.
Who else but Vega
could have told him?

I doubt Vega would pay
a quarter of a million
dollars for a child

unless he believed
at the time that
he was her father.

So sometime after
the custody agreement
falls apart,

Vega finds out
he was conned
into a marriage

using somebody
else's baby.

Takes Cahill's gun
to settle the score.

And arranges for
an accomplice to
dispose of the gun.

In order to
prove that to a jury,
we're gonna have to show

that Vega found out
the baby wasn't his

before the night
of the murder.

Then let's try
to nail down when
Vega found out.

HOW?

We can start by
finding out when
Beth Anne knew.

You're sure Tommy
isn't Sara's father?

Beth Anne's lawyer
turned over
Sara's birth records.

Mr. Vega's listed
as her father,

but the blood typing
just doesn't work.

I never knew.

She didn't tell you?

Beth Anne didn't
confide much.

I suppose she thought
I would disapprove.

I mean, I know how
all this looks,

but Beth Anne was
not a bad person.

She just wanted
whatever she thought
was lacking in herself,

she tried finding
that with men.

Men touched by fame.

You gotta understand,
Beth Anne was
a late bloomer.

She wasn't popular
in high school.

You know,
she didn't get
asked out very much.

She used to
barricade herself
in her room

with these
movie magazines.

I think that's where
it all started.

Where what started?

You know,
the whole fame thing.

It was, kind of like
an escape for her,

this idea that she'd
be a big star someday
show everybody.

But that never happened.

I think
she thought being
with somebody famous

was the next
best thing.

Her picture's
in all the papers now.

I can't help but think
that she finally
got her wish.

Miss Boyle,
do you have any idea
who the father could be?

She was with Rick Jordan
for awhile.

Right before Tommy.

But I honestly
don't know.

My understanding is
Beth Anne left you
to be with Tommy Vega.

Yeah.
But the relationship

was on life support
when she did.

We stopped
sleeping together

three months before
she even hooked up
with him.

Not even once
for old time's sake?

I'm not
the nostalgic type.

Were you aware
that she became pregnant
shortly after you broke up?

Yeah. She let it slip
once while we were out
having coffee.

Did she tell you
who the father was?

Some washed up old
rock and roll drummer
from Pittsburgh.

She didn't
mention his name.

Did you ever mention
this to Tommy Vega?

Vega slept with Beth Anne
while she was still with me.

I didn't figure I owed
the guy a heads-up,
you know.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Late night?

Yeah, it took awhile
to find Beth Anne's
drummer.

He says Beth Anne
called him a week
before the murder,

and told him
the baby was his.

Anything to connect him
to the murder?

Well, he was playing
a club in Pittsburgh.

How'd you track
him down?

Her phone records.
It turns out she had
a cell phone.

But it was under
her maiden name.

The police
never recovered it.

Was it used
after the murder?

No, but there was a call
the night of the murder.

9:07.

Right around the time
she was killed.

Who's this call to?

A corporate
financing company

Rikleen and Cabot
Financial Services.

But Peter Vega
works there.

JACK: This call came
within minutes

of your step-mother's
homicide, Mr. Vega.

I... I didn't realize.

Is that why you didn't
mention the call
to the police?

What did you do
after the phone call,
Mr. Vega?

Nothing.
The firm just closed
an acquisition.

I was getting
the agreement
to the printers.

SOUTHERLYN: What time
did you finish up?

Uh, around 10:00.

Did your step-mother
call you often Mr. Vega?

Every once in a while,
I guess.

$0, you get along?

I didn't know her
very well.

Did you know Sara wasn't
your father's child?

What are you saying?

He was not her
biological father,
Mr. Vega.

That's crazy.
My dad worships Sara.

Then he didn't
mention it to you.

Look, I don't think
I'm gonna answer

anymore of
these questions.

SOUTHERLYN:
He's lying, either
about the phone call

or his relationship
with Beth Anne.

There's one
other possibility.

Beth Anne didn't
make the call,
Vega did.

Beth Anne's cell phone
was never found

because it was
never stolen.

Vega kills Beth Anne,
makes a panicked call
to his son,

using the cell phone.

But the son can't
leave the office
without arousing suspicion.

So Peter calls
someone else.
Someone he can trust.

Did Briscoe and Green
interview Jason?

Just on the night
of the murder.

Jack, even if
we can prove Jason
moved the gun,

We're never gonna
get Jason or Peter

to testify against
their father.

Then we leverage the father
to testify against himself.

You've questioned
my client's manager,

his son, hijacked
the grand jury.

I mean, it's a lot
of effort to connect

this family to
a random killing
for drug money.

Which is what planting
the murder weapon

in a known drug location
would lead most people
to believe.

Your doorman
saw you leave

the night Beth Anne
was murdered.

He'd just come on duty
at 9:00.

FELDMAN:
So he left his apartment.
That proves nothing.

Five minutes after
getting a call
from Peter.

Yeah, a series of calls
between a family in crisis.

That wasn't your
brother's explanation.

FELDMAN: You're under
no obligation

to answer any of
these questions.

You might want
to consult

with your own lawyer
before you decide that,
Mr. Vega.

I don't have a lawyer.

SOUTHERLYN:
One will be assigned to you,
once you've been arrested.

Can they do that?

SOUTHERLYN:
We have phone records,
the doorman.

The police are
re-canvassing the park

with Peter and Jason's
photographs.

JACK: How long
do you think
it will be

before we find someone
who can identify
at least one of them?

Why are you going
after my kids?

You leave us
no alternative,
Mr. Vega.

Without someone telling
this grand jury

what really happened
that night,

they won't have any choice
but to indict both your sons.

Well, they don't
know that, Tom.

But it could happen.

What if I testify?

Well, you can't do that,
not without immunity.

Listen, anything you said
could be used against you.

If I don't,
he arrests my kids.

They're just setting
you up, Pop.

I do this,
you leave my kids alone.

I won't make
any promises

until I've heard
what you have to say.

Dad, don't.

Relax, Jason.
It's gonna be okay.

Grand jury is
just another audience.

VEGA: When we walked out
of Noonan's,

we headed
toward Grand,

and I began having
second thoughts
about something.

About the bet
you placed?

Right.

So you left your wife.

Beth Anne didn't
wanna come with me.

And when you got back,
she'd been shot?

Yes.

So you returned
to Noonan's
to get help?

Right.

But not before using
your wife's cell phone to
place a call to your son?

I guess
I just panicked.

Panicked?
Yeah.

Because you'd
just shot Beth Anne.

I didn't kill my wife.

Mr. Vega,
if you had a cell phone,

why did you have
to run all the way back
to Noonan's to call 911?

Why not call
for an ambulance
right there and then?

I couldn't
get a signal.

The call to your son
lasted almost
three minutes, Mr. Vega.

At the time
of her death,

you and your wife
were in the middle
of a divorce.

That's right.

A divorce in which
you were seeking

sole custody
of your daughter.

I thought it would be
better, at that time,
if Sara lived with me.

Even though
she wasn't yours?

That baby girl is mine.

Mr. Vega,
we've already established

you couldn't
have been her father
from her birth records.

Doesn't change a thing.

Doesn't it?

Without proof
of paternity,

you had
no financial obligation
to that child.

I never cared
about the money.

Never cared that
Beth Anne had
used that child

to bilk you out
of a quarter of
a million dollars?

No.

Never cared
that she tricked you
into a marriage

using a child
that wasn't yours?

She is mine!

Do you think
it mattered to me
about some lab report?

About some piece
of paper?

I am the father
of that kid,

no matter what
Beth Anne said.

Is that what
she was threatening?

To take your child
away from you?

We had an agreement.

But she backed out
of it.

She didn't have
that right.

She could prove you weren't
the biological father.

Without that,
you had no hope
of keeping Sara.

I would have
paid anything!

It's okay.
No.

What happened that night,
Mr. Vega?

I had fame.
And I had a career.

I was somebody.

And then
I threw it all away.

I was a has-been.

I lost it all.

And then this baby
comes along,

and she didn't care
if I was a has-been.

She didn't care
if I lost it all.

She just needed me.

She was
my second chance.

And guys like me
don't get second chances.

FELDMAN:
My client has entered
into a plea agreement

with the district
attorney's office.

Mr. Vega,
why'd you kill
your wife?

Mr. Vega was
in the throes of
a major depression.

His last 15 minutes
of fame.

I guess there's nothing
the public enjoys more

than watching
a celebrity on camera.

REPORTER 1: What do
your sons have to say
about your sentencing?

Except watching one
fall from grace.

REPORTER 2: What are
the conditions of
your plea bargain?

FELDMAN:
Mr. Vega has nothing
to say at this time.