All language subtitles for Law and order S17E18 - Bling

(male announcer)
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.

This neighborhood
doesn't look so black.

Yeah, well,
she's a big-time rapper.

She can live
wherever she wants.

Yeah, but here?

The web site said
this is the place.

And start thinking
dollar signs.

150 bucks on eBay
if she signs
it.

If she's home.

If she's not,
we'll
wait.

Look, two hours tops,
all right.

Then we're heading back
to Syosset.

[doorbell rings]
Yo, Sweet Clarice!

Dude, she's probably
gonna open the door

and bust a cap
in your ass.

No one's gonna bust a cap
in anyone's ass.

[doorbell rings
repeatedly]

Where is homegirl?

What are you doing?

Hello?

Dude, we are
so stealing something!

What?!

Dude, what are
you doing?!

Just something small.

A BlackBerry.
This is huge.

Ten bucks she's got Diddy
on speed
dial.

Forget the T-shirt.

We're gonna make
a fortune on this one.

Where you going?

These knuckleheads
found her and called it in.

Said they were
autograph hunters.

They got blood
on them?

No blood, no weapon.

Well, hold them anyway.
Was it a forced entry?

All the doors and windows
are
intact.

Is the place ransacked?

Nothing.

You said they wanted
an autograph.

From who, the DOA?

Name's Clarice James.

Sweet Clarice,
the
rapper.

Too violent for me.

Sex, guns,
and a nasty mouth.

No sign of a struggle.

She got powder burn
on her dress.

She took two the chest.

(Green)
Oh, wow.

That's a whole lot
of bling to leave behind.

What do you think
that goes
for?

Our combined salaries.

but so far we've got Clarice
alive till 1:00 AM.

She did an appearance
at the Garden with Jay-Z

at 11:00.

Her promoter says the town car
got her home at 1:00.

You talked
to the limo driver?

Yeah, he's 70 years old.
He doesn't have a record.

And he had another pickup

ten minutes after
he dropped Clarice off.

(Cassady)
Hey, Lieu?
Yeah?

South Squad faxed over
this five from two weeks ago.

Clarice was questioned
in a shooting

that went down outside
the Z103 radio station.

Questioned as a witness
or a suspect?

A witness.

Clarice was there
with her crew

to do a promotional
appearance

when Roxy Black
showed up with her boys.

Ended up with Roxy's guy
getting shot in the arm.

Uh, Ricky Bonner.
Long sheet.

So Roxy Black
and our DOA were rivals?

Oh, my God, for years.

You're looking at payback?

That's the theory,
but Clarice's rap sheet

ain't enough to support
her gangster persona.

But it's hard to believe
it's all an act.

I mean, Lieu, have you heard
any of her lyrics?

Temptations.
Al Green.

Anything on the canvass?

Nobody saw anything.
Nobody heard anything.

All right, let's start
with Ricky Bonner.

See if he settled
the score.

(Ricky)
I got nothing to say.

Studio time ain't free.

Okay, then let's start
with who shot you

at the radio station.

I don't know.

You got a beef with someone
in Clarice's posse?

I'm all about
peace, man.

Your three assault collars
say
differently.

And we got a homicide
here, Ricky.

We're not leaving
empty-handed.

I was here all night.

The boys will say it
and so will security.

See ya.

I will search everybody
in this room

while my partner
does background checks

unless you start talking.

[door closes]

I got no beef
with Sweet Clarice, all right?

I was caught
in the crossfire.

Between who and who?

I don't know.

There was, like,
30 people there.

But I've got nothing
against Clarice.

She was down.
Know what I'm saying?

Is there anybody
in Roxy's crew

that would take
revenge for you?

Not unless Roxy
gave the word.

Which she wouldn't
against Clarice.

Oh, yeah?

Word is they hated
each other.

Heh. Wrong.

You're buying the hype.

When your beef with Clarice
has bullets flying,

we take it seriously.

Yeah, but that had nothing
to do with me and her.

Not according
to the press.

And it got a lot
of records sold too.

Get it?
Then who threw
the shots?

I ain't no snitch.

[laughing]
Don't you love
when people say that?

Oh, I do.
Energizes me.

Makes me want to arrest
everyone I see

and hold them
for 24 hours.

And it won't
get you a thing.

Satisfaction.

There were two hardcore
bangers there

that had something
personal between them.

But that had nothing to do
with me and Clarice.

And that's all I know
about
that.

Look, if I thought it was
connected, I'd tell you.

Clarice was my friend.

Despite the disses?
Come
on.

Look, we grew up two blocks
away from each other

in Bed Stuy and went
to the same grammar school.

So lady, you come on.

So you can account
for
yourself

and your posse
past 1:00 last night?

I had a show in Brooklyn

and most of them
were with me.

But ask 'em
if you want to.

I wasn't involved.

Okay, did Clarice
have a boyfriend?

She said she was
too busy for men.

She was working
too hard.

Anyone else she was
having trouble with?

She mentioned some problems
at her record label.

Time Of Death Records?

She said she was owed
over 200 grand

in royalties
from her latest album,

but Andre Blair
wasn't hearing it.

[ice clatters]

Folks, I don't see
the connection.

There was a mild
financial dispute,

but name one artist

who doesn't pitch a beef
now and then.

You do have a reputation

for mixing business
with violence.

You hung a guy
out of a hotel room window

so he'd sign over
his publishing.

A guy who came

to my Christmas party
this
year.

That was all press.
I got the photos.

(Green)
Mr. Blair...

that assault and gun collar
on your sheet

didn't have anything
to do with press.

Guilty on both.

Paid for with six years
of my life.

Not an experience
I care to repeat.

So if we ask around,

which we will,

everything was cool
between you and Clarice?

All I will cop to is being
displeased with her sales.

But that was all on her.

Because?

It wasn't the Clarice
people wanted.

It was Clarice Lite.
No guts.

That translates
to no profanity, no sex?

Equals no sales.

But that'll get an artist
dropped off a label,

not killed.

Fine.

Were where you last night?
1:00 AM.

Deuces,
which is my club.

Law enforcement
always welcome.

I appreciate that.
Who'll back it up?

Everybody.

Andre Blair checks out
as the club,

but there's
plenty of gaps.

In his timeline,
but also his sheet.

His last collar
was 11 years ago.

Well, six of which
he spent locked up.

Yeah, but we're talking
about a guy

with a multinational
company now.

So leopards
change their spots?

Point taken.

Clarice's cell records.

Got some calls
in the afternoon

to Andre Blair,

but the majority
of the calls

are to Isaac Krantz,
Iced Out Ike.

(Van Buren)
Is he a rapper?

No, he's the king of bling.

Jeweler to the rap world.

Oh, so she was
buying jewelry.

I don't know.

Last call to Ike,
1:00 AM.

Talk to him.

(Ike)
Last night, I went
to a record release party

for one of my clients,
M.C.
Excellence.

Bought an exquisite piece
from me last
year.

19 karats of rose diamonds
set in platinum, really nice.

We can talk
in the vault here.

Anybody see you
at this party?

Sure, I could find,
probably,

15 or 20 people
who'll confirm that.

What was your relationship
with Clarice James?

She was a client.

A client who owed you
a lot of money,

according to
your sales manager.

Well, unfortunately,
she wouldn't be the first.

But we were working
it out.
At 1:00 AM?

You have to understand
the rap world

doesn't really keep
banker's hours.

It's 24/7.

How much was
she into you for?

A general number,
400
grand.

How were you
working it out?

She had agreed to give
some of the pieces back

and also do some
promotional work for me.

[cell phone rings]
Well, that doesn't
get you up to 400 grand,

and you had a lot of late
night phone calls from her.

Believe me, I threatened
to sue her for the money,

but she know that would be
a nightmare in the press.

And she begged me
to reconsider, which I did.

I know it's kind of
an odd way to do business,

but it's their game.

I just kind of go
with the
flow.

Okay, we'll right be there.

Listen, thank you
for your time.

We'll get back to you.
Oh, sure.

It's the M.E.
Thanks.

Rigor and core temp
has her dead about 12 hours.

Got two .38 slugs
out of her.

Neither worth much
for ballistics.

She's been dead
12 hours?

That's what,
like, 5:00 AM?

We were thinking
it might be earlier.

It was 5:00 when she died,

but I'll bet she was shot
much earlier.

Slug in her eighth
thoracic vertebra.

Couldn't move,
couldn't speak.

Only thing
she could do was bleed.

Could've taken her
three hours to die.

Anyone tip you off
to her pregnancy?

How far along?

Six weeks.

Anything in Clarice's
phone records

to indicate a pregnancy?

I put a call in
to her gynecologist.

Nothing stuck out
at the time, but now--

What was the name?

City Women's
Medical Center.

I worked on a case there
a few years ago.

They were getting
bomb threats.

They do abortions.

You got it.

(Rubin)
It really makes me
very nervous

to talk to anyone
about a patient.

This is a murdered patient,
Dr. Rubin.

Who called here
the day she died.

Now we can get a subpoena,

but it's only
gonna slow us down.

Why'd she call?

She had an appointment
to terminate the pregnancy,

and she just backed out.

She say why?

She didn't know what to do.
She needed more time to think.

It had to do
with the baby's father.

The guy didn't know.

He didn't know,
and he was married.

,

but it turns out
he's not married

and he has three kids
by two different women,

neither of whom
he lives with.

Doesn't sound
like a new child

would've presented
much static.

Or it wasn't
about the baby.

Andre talked a lot
about
guns.

I can't imagine he wouldn't
have access to one.

So do 40,000
other New Yorkers.

Where are we
on married boyfriends?

There's no boyfriend
on the radar,

but sleeping around a lot
was part of her
rap.

You know,
I'm starting to think

her reality and her rap
might not sync up.

Maybe not.

The email C.I.T.U. sent over.

"There's no one
more beautiful, sexier.

"You make a blind man see.

You make a dead man..."
so on and so
on.

So who's the sweet talker?
Steven Smith.

Find out if he's married.

I was home with my wife
and baby boy that night.

So you're a good father,
a loyal husband,

and your wife
will confirm this?

I don't see any reason
to get her involved in this.

Hey, man, your ex-girlfriend
was murdered.

We're gonna talk
to your wife.

I was in the city.

A business school buddy
of mine has a place

I use when I need
to work late.

But dinokill
Clarice.

So why did you just
lie to us?

I was with a prostitute.

If that's the case,
you wouldn't mind

submitting
to a paternity test.

No, wrong.
Clarice wasn't pregnant.

Not by me.

Well, a test
will prove that.

I haven't seen her
in three months.

How pregnant was she?

Are you sure she didn't
mention the pregnancy?

You didn't have any words?

All we talked about
was business.

That was our relationship.

It got sexual twice,
but that was it.

We heard your broke
her heart.

Because I wouldn't support
her record label idea,

not out of love.

She needed backers.

I expressed an interest
maybe to get her into bed,

but then I told her
to self-finance.

She's loaded.

That ain't
what we heard, man.

Have you seen
her safety deposit box?

That dude wasn't kidding.

This is a fortune.

They all have "I & Company"
stamped on them.

That's Iced Out Ike.

He said that Sweet Clarice
owed him 400 grand.

This has gotta be
like a million.

At least.

Ain't he married?

With two kids.

Yeah, I recognize
the pieces.

They're--they're
obviously mine.

And?

How'd she get 'em?

I don't know.
Maybe she bought them.

I don't really oversee every
transaction in the store.

Well, how's she buying
all these jewels

when she owes you
so much money?

Couldn't tell you.

Maybe she borrowed them
from a friend.

You got the sales records
for these

so we can confirm that?

For some of them, sure.

You saying your books
are incomplete?

No, the books are complete,

but we do a lot
of cash transactions

where the buyer
remains nameless.

Oh, isn't that
convenient.

What are you implying?

(Green)
M.C. Excellence's party.

Your name wasn't checked off
on the guest list.

Yeah, I know, I went
as a friend's plus one.

Name of your friend.

You know, I don't think
I like your tone.

Scared we're gonna find out

you're cheating on your wife
with Clarice?

Listen, you want to buy
some stones?

Fine, we'll talk.
If not, excuse me.

Boss, ran Clarice's
financials.

There's no evidence
of big expenditures.

So the jewels were gifts
from Ike to his girlfriend.

Under the table,
off the books.

So we think.

We'll prove it

when we subpoena
his business records.

I don't see enough
for that.

What other evidence
do you have of a relationship?

A lot of phone calls.

Photos of them together
at her apartment.

Right, which he'll call
business.

TARU just said Ike's cell
hit on a tower

on East 97th Street

at 1:10 AM
the night of the murder.

A block away from
the crime scene,

just after Clarice got home.

When he said
he was in Battery Park

at a record release party.

And a half hour later,
there were site hits

on White Street
in Tribeca,

right where LexisNexis has
Ike linked to an apartment.

A love nest.

Does this place
have a doorman?

His name is Mike.
He's waiting for us.

On your way.

He came in around 1:30
moving quick.

Didn't respond
to my
hello.

Not the first time.

You seen him since then?

Nope.

Was there anything odd
about him that night?

A lot odd about that guy.

Cagey, stiffed me
every holiday,

but nothing I noticed.

Did you hear from him
again that night?

Walked out again
about 20 minutes later.

When he left
was there anything

different about him?

Clothes?
Was he carrying anything?

Everything was different.

Walked in dressed to party.
Walked out in a track suit.

And no briefcase.

And again,

no response to "hello."

Okay, thank you
for your time, man.

I'm calling Connie
to get a warrant.

There's nothing but papers
in this briefcase.

Well, there's no gun
in the bedroom

or master bath.

Any blood
on those clothes?

Not at first glance,

but I'll get 'em
over to the lab.

You know, it doesn't
look like Ike

spent a whole lot
of time here.

Looks like all he needed
was the bed

and a fully stocked bar.

And a convenient place
to do laundry.

There's not
a washer and dryer.

The building has
a service.

You know, it looks like

we might be hitting
a brick wall here.

Un-uh.
Look at this.

Dark spots.
Could be blood.

Can I help you?

We need to speak
with your husband.

What's going on?

Okay, what are
you doing here?

(Gwen)
You know them?

Got some questions
for you, Ike.

What about?
What's going on?

It's all a big
misunderstanding, okay?

What the hell
is this about?

Hey.
Come here.

We found blood
on your shoe.

Same blood type
as Clarice James.

Now you want to act
like a gentleman,

or do you want me
to tell your wife.

You know what?

I'm not gonna say anything
until I talk to my lawyer.

Well, our bracelets
are cheaper than

what you're used to, Ike,
but they'll have to do.

(Gwen)
Oh, my God.

You're under arrest for
the murder of Clarice James.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say may be used
against you in a court of law.

You have the right t
an attorney present...

People v. Isaac Krantz.

Charge is murder
in the second degree.

How does
the defendant plead?

Not guilty.

Bail?
People seek remand.

Based on what?

The defendant owns a home
in South Africa,

has access
to a private plane,

and millions of dollars
in cash.

Due to the gravity
of the crime,

we believe he's
a significant flight risk.

Mr. Krantz
is an American citizen.

Born and raised
in Westchester County.

Now, despite his wealth
and multiple addresses,

he understands and respects
the American judicial system,

and has no intention
of fleeing the city,

let alone the country.

Private jets
and limitless resources

make me nervous,
Counselor.

You can't punish a man
for being successful.

Defendant is remanded.

Remanded.
What the hell does that mean?

You're gonna sit in jail
until trial.

[gavel pounds]
Next case.

I assume that we can prove
that Ike

is the father
of the unborn child.

The paternity test
just came
back.

It's a match.

Okay, so he's the father.
That's great.

But it doesn't mean
he killed the mother.

He lied to Detectives
Cassady and Green

about his relationship
with the
victim.

He has no credible alibi.

And his fingerprints are
all over the crime scene.

And he made five phone calls
to the victim

on the night
of the murder,

all prior to
her approximate time of death.

Can we put him
near the crime scene?

According to TARU,
one of the calls was made

from about a block away
at 1:10 AM.

What about
the bloody shoe?

Blood type's a match,

but the sample's small,

so we're still waiting
for a DNA result.

Motive?

Wealthy married man.

Beautiful wife,
beautiful house,

two beautiful kids.

And a pregnant, bankrupt
rapper from Bed Stuy

who refused to get
an abortion.

Walk on the wild side
gone bad.

Pretty much.

Makes sense.

As long as Ike's life

was as perfect
as you say it was.

Ike is...
how do I say this?

He's the kid who got his ass
kicked in high school,

didn't get into
the cool frat in college,

and then hits it big
in the diamond business.

So he's making up
for lost time,

if you know what I mean.

Like a Revenge of the Nerds
type of thing.

Does Ike seem to be
in love with his wife?

All he does is talk about
how great she is.

It's like he can't believe

that he actually
married someone like her:

Beautiful, Ivy League,
a doctor's daughter.

What about Clarice?

I don't know anything
about that.

Did you ever see her
come to the
store?

No, Ike handles all
the celebrity stuff himself.

Does Ike enjoy
being a father?

Loves it.

He's even on the board
of his kids' preschool.

Cost him 100 grand,

but he didn't care.

Did he ever mention
anything about a divorce?

Never.

Thank you.

Hey.
Learn anything?

Yeah, never date the guy
[cell phone rings]

who got picked on
in high school.

Especially
if he gets rich.

Rubirosa.

Great.

The blood on Ike's shoes

is a DNA match
for Clarice James.

Sounds like game over.

Yeah, I'll set up a meeting
with Ike and his attorney.

Maybe we can convince them
to take a plea.

If you plead guilty today,

we'll recommend 15 years.

If we go to trial,
we'll recommend 25 to life.

Ten years is
a long time, Mr. Krantz.

(Weller)
Why in God's name

would he plead guilty
to a crime he didn't commit?

I'll take the deal.
Ike, what--

I just want to get
this over
with.

(Weller)
We should talk
about this private.

Hey, listen,
I'm not going to trial.

I can't.
My family.

I just--I just
want to plead guilty,

do my time and get--
get on with my life.

What happened the night
of the murder?

Well...

Clarice and I
had been arguing.

She wanted to have the baby.

I didn't
for obvious reasons.

But she just wouldn't
listen to a word I said.

She just kept talking
about the baby and money.

She wanted
$50,000 a month.

I couldn't believe it.

I--I called her--
well, I said some

pretty nasty things,
and...

She hit me
and I shot her.

Where's the gun?

I threw it into the Hudson.

I'll schedule
an allocution hearing

for tomorrow morning.

(Judge Bradley)
Mr. Krantz...

you wish to plead guilty
to the charge of murder

in the second degree.
Yes, sir.

And you are pleading guilty

of your own accord?

Yes.

You killed Clarice James.

Mr. Krantz...

you killed Clarice James,
is that correct?

Yes.

Was it your intent
to kill her?

No.

Mr. Krantz, you're pleading
guilty to second degree murder.

That means you must
have intended

to kill Ms. James.
Right--

Or you acted with a depraved
indifference to human life.

Fine, I intended to kill her.
Is that
better?

I'm not concerned
about "better," Mr. Krantz.

I just want the truth.

Okay, I--I intended
to kill her.

Okay.

I'd like to know
what happened

the night you shot
Ms. James.

What happened?

Yes, just walk me
through the events

leading up
to the shooting, Mr. Krantz.

What time you got there,

what you were arguing about,

where the gun was,
where you shot her,

what you did afterwards.

I was very upset.

Uh, I thought she was gonna
have an abortion.

And, uh, we were fighting,

and she slapped me.

I, I pushed her.
She slapped me again.

I punched her
in the face.

And she fell down
and hit her head,

and that's
when I shot her.

Where?

I'm not sure.
In the head, I think.

Your Honor, can we discuss
this matter in chambers?

What the hell
is going on here?

I'm just trying
to plead guilty.

You're trying, Mr. Krantz?
What does that mean?

Look, I don't know
what you want me to say.

Did you kill Clarice James,
yes or no?

Yes!

You punched her
in the face.
Mm-hmm.

She fell to the ground,
you shot her in the head.

Yeah, something like that.

Something like that?

What is the problem here?

The problem, Mr. Krantz,
is that your story

doesn't make
any damn sense.

There's no evidence
Ms. James

was struck in the face
or
head

prior to her death.

Second, she was shot
in the chest.

Well, it all happened
really fast, you know?

There was a lot of blood
and yelling.

Did you kill
Clarice James?

Will you please
just let me go to jail?

Yes or no,
Mr. Krantz?

No.

Then why are you trying
to plead guilty?

Because I have no choice.

Excuse me?

The man who shot her,

the man who really
shot her,

said that if I testified
against him

or went to the police,
that he'd kill my wife

and my two children.

What's this
person's name?

It's Andre Blair.

The music producer.

Yes, sir.

The music producer
shot her, not you?

That's correct.

But you want
to plead guilty.

I shouldn't have been
involved with Clarice

in the first place.

It's my fault
that I was there.

I saw him shoot her.

I'm not gonna
endanger my family.

I'm not gonna
ruin their lives.

Your guilty plea
is denied.

The defendant
will remain in custody

until you sort this mess out
and get back to me.

A man so riddled with fear

that he tries to confess
to another man's murder?

It's possible.

15 years on the inside

is a long time
for a diamond merchant.

He's either brave...

or really,
really terrified.

Look into
this music producer.

See if Ike's story
makes any sense.

I don't talk about Andre.

His business is his business,
and nothing happened.

Leave them drums
on the truck.

Yeah, we hear
different.

The police say you had trouble
over music publishing rights,

and Andre hung you
out a window.

He says you're friends.

And friends like us don't talk
about other friends.

They do under subpoena.

Tsk, fine, whatever.
Throw me a subpoena.

I'll deny everything
under oath.

True or false.
Andre has a temper.

So people say.

They also say
he gets violent.

Here's the story.

Ask me to swear
on a Bible,

I say Andre's the sweetest,
kindest brother

on God's Earth.

We straight on that?

Yeah, we're straight.

He was gonna come by
my club.

Hear some open freestyles.

He never shows.
I look bad to my people.

I go to his office.
I say, "Hey, what's up?"

Six bottles of Dom P.

I keep his table
open all night.

It ain't right.

He brings me in a room,
hangs me out a window.

Andre said it was
a publicity stunt.

Yeah, my broken arm
didn't make Page Six.

Titanium rod.

I pack a doctor's note to go
through airport detectors.

And you didn't file charges.

Neither did Baby X.

I hear he put
a gun between her legs.

She signed her contract
in five seconds.

She'll deny it
under oath too.

He broke your arm,

but he told the cops you went
to his Christmas party.

Andre invites, you go.

Put your nose out.

See how many deals
he closes with a gun.

Baby X, Outlaw.

But we all got
the same story.

We love Andre.

Does that include
Sweet Clarice?

What do you think he'll say
when you ask him?

I don't know a damn thing
about Clarice's murder.

Not a damn thing,
hear me?

Where were you
the night she was killed?

Where were you?

I'm not a suspect.

Neither am I.

You're sure
acting like one.

Why is that?

'Cause I'm not rolling over,
cooperating with the man?

All we want to do--

I know what you want to do.

Lynch the black man
for a murder he didn't commit

and get the white Jew
a free pass.

We just want to know
where you were

so we can clear
this mess up.

This isn't
a black-white thing.

It's always a black-white
thing, sweetie, always.

We can subpoena phone records,
credit cards receipts--

Unless you came here
to arrest my black ass,

get the hell
out of my office.

Now.

Don't make any sense.

If he was guilty,

would he throw us
out of his office?

No, he'd be polite

and try and point us
in another direction.

He's been very successful
as a
bully.

In business, but you can't
actually believe

that he's gonna
bully you.

Why not?

It's been working for him
a long
time.

You heard him.

He doesn't want to roll over
for the man.

Well, he better roll over
for
someone,

or he's gonna end up
with a charge

of second degree murder.

Jack, Andre Blair
withdrew $600

from an ATM three blocks
from Clarice James' brownstone

at 1:20 AM on the night
of the murder.

He told detectives
he was hanging out

at his club in SoHo
all night.

Anything else?

We found an email
he wrote her a month ago.

"Quit sweating my ass
about the
cash,

'cause I'm about
to lose my patience."

Definitely sounds like
there was some bad blood,

but without Ike's testimony...
[telephone rings]

it's just that, bad blood.

McCoy.

Right.
Be right there.

Ike got stabbed
in the bathroom at Rikers

two hours ago...
twice...in the back.

and somebody jumped me
from behind.

You didn't see
who the assailant was?

No, whoever it was just
pushed me against the wall

and stabbed me.

He say
anything to you?

Yeah, he said,
"This is for Andre."

Andre Blair.

I'm telling you,
this guy wants to kill me

whether I keep
my mouth shut or not.

(Rubirosa)
If you cooperate

and you're telling
the truth,

we can put you
and your family

in protective custody.

What a way to live.

Better than the alternative.

Andre's a bad guy.

He's a murderer.

He shot Clarice
right in front of me

like it was nothing.

Of course
I'm gonna cooperate.

Why not?

Tell us what happened
the night of the murder.

He and Clarice were arguing
about profits

from her latest CD.

She said that she knew
he was running drugs

and washing money,
and he just

pulled out a gun
and shot her.

Why didn't he kill you?

Because I help him out
from time to time.

Selling diamonds.

You help him launder
his drug profits.

I sell him diamonds
for cash.

That's all I know.

You willing
to testify to this?

Well, yeah.

If you help me
with the whole

selling diamonds
for cash thing, sure.

We'll get back to you.

My client had nothing
to do with this murder.

Nothing.

Then why do you refuse
to give us an alibi?

People aren't required

to prove their innocence,
Mr.
McCoy.

I assume you're aware

of this fairly well known
legal
principle.

I'm trying to do
your client a favor.

[scoffs]
Favor.

(Rubirosa)
We have an eyewitness.

You mean
murder defendant.

An eyewitness
willing to testify

that your client
shot Clarice James

over a financial dispute.

We're just trying
to give him the chance

to tell us we're crazy.

My client is
an innocent man.

Two felony convictions.
Six years in Greenhaven.

His music glorifies murder,

rape, degrading sex.

Yeah, he's
a model citizen.

Kiss my ass.

So the victim knew
that Ike and Andre Blair

were cleaning money.

She got into an argument
with Andre Blair

and threatened to out him.

Sounds like
motive to me.

What other evidence
do we have?

He was three blocks
from the crime scene

at or near
the time of death.

He lied to detectives
about his alibi.

His fingerprints

were all over
Clarice's house.

We searched his apartment

and found three boxes
of
ammunition.

The same make and caliber
as the bullets

that killed her,

and, of course,
the eyewitness.

An eyewitness who's been
indicted for the same crime.

Who tried to plead guilty
to the same crime.

Because he was terrified
of Andre Blair.

Turns out
for good reason.

So you buy Ike's story?

Ike has no record.

Blair has a five-page
rap sheet.

Yeah, but he's also been
clean for the past five years.

He runs a successful
record label.

Makes millions of dollars.

And he's been
completely uncooperative.

Yeah, but why would
he throw it all away

over $200,000 dispute
with Clarice
James?

Some people don't change.

Or maybe
he's just had bad luck

with authorities
in the past.

Which he's glamorized
the hell out of

on countless albums.

I'm looking at the evidence,
Connie, that's it.

Just the evidence.

(Branch)
And you think
that points to Blair?

Yes.

Fine.

Dismiss the murder indictment
against Ike

and move forward
against Blair.

But you better hope that

that diamond seller
holds up on the stand.

(McCoy)
What was your relationship
with Clarice James?

We were dating.
Well, lovers, I suppose.

What happened the night
of the murder?

Clarice and I had a meeting
with Andre
Blair

to talk about
their financial dispute.

What was
the dispute about?

Money, music royalties,

that sort of thing.

I tried to act
as a mediator, if you will.

When did Mr. Blair arrive?

A little after 1:00.

He seemed
very impatient, jumpy.

I'm pretty sure
he was high on something.

What happened next?

Clarice and Mr. Blair
started arguing.

He was very upset.

Said she wouldn't
end up with a dime.

That's when she brought up

the drug dealing
and the money laundering.

What did she say?

She said that
if she wasn't paid

everything she was owed,

that she would tell the cops
that he was dealing drugs

and laundering money
through diamond wholesalers.

(McCoy)
What happened next?

He shot her in the chest.

(McCoy)
What did the defendant say
after he shot her?

He called her
a stupid bitch.

And then he put the gun
in my mouth

and told me
that he'd kill me,

my wife,
and my two children

if I ever told anybody
what had happened.

You're positive
the defendant is the person

who shot Clarice James?

Yes, absolutely.

No further questions.

The mother
of your unborn baby

is shot in the chest.

You don't call
the police.

I was in shock.
I didn't know what to do.

Didn't call an ambulance
either, did you?

No.

Just left your lover,

the mother
of your unborn child,

on the floor,

bleeding out
for several hours.

Look, I--I thought
she was already dead.

You were arrested

for murdering
Clarice James, correct?

Yes.

You actually pleaded guilty

to murdering Clarice James,
didn't you?

Objection.

Overruled.

I tried to plead guilty

because I thought
the defendant, Andre Blair,

would kill my wife
and my two children.

Your family's
still alive, right?

Yes, thank God.

Nothing further.

Mr. Blair,
did you have plans

to see Clarice
the night she was killed?

Yeah.

She asked me to come by
her place and talk.

Said she wanted to smooth
things out between us

regarding our dispute
over alleged record profits.

What happened when you went
to her apartment?

Nothing.

I could see some lights
on the second
floor,

but nobody answered
the doorbell,

so I rang it again.

Did you see
anyone inside?

Yeah, a man.

White, skinny.

Could you see his face?
No.

Could it have been
Isaac Krantz?

Possible,
but like I said,

I couldn't
make out his face.

Do you believe Ike Krantz
is trying to blame you

for a murder he committed?

Yes.

(Mathew)
Why?
Why?

'Cause I'm the perfect
fall guy.

Big, black, tattoos.

My artists rap about
murder, gangs, thug life.

I'm an easy target, man.

Badass black gang-banger

versus nice little Jewish boy
from Westchester.

Who you think the people
are gonna
believe?

Did you ever threaten
to kill Ike Krantz?

No.

Did you ever solicit
an inmate to stab him?

Of course not.
You're sure?

I know how this sounds,

but if I wanted Ike dead,

he'd be dead.

Not nursing some booboo
on the side of his tummy.

Nothing further.

If somebody was
going to testify against you

in a murder trial,
you'd kill them.

Is that what you just said?

I said if I wanted
someone dead, he'd be dead.

So your point is what?

That you're a highly
efficient murderer?

If you set out to kill
someone, they die.

All I'm saying is
if I was gonna hire

some dude
to kill someone,

he'd take care
of
business.

Wouldn't scrape someone

in a damn love handle.

Murder isn't a big deal
to you, is it?

That's not true.

Your artists sing about it
all the time.

In fact, your record label
is called Time Of Death.

That's music.

Make-believe, fantasy,
not real life.

Unfortunately,
sometimes they merge.

Objection.

(McCoy)
Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

Intere

in
Trying to convince the jury
you're innocent

because your hired assassin
would've actually killed Ike.

It might work too.

What do you mean?

I think
he's telling the truth.

Connie!

Well, why do we believe
Ike over Blair?

Because he's white?

Because he has
a pretty wife, two kids?

You know, a new Lexus,
Park Avenue address?

No!

And what about
the stabbing at Rikers?

Was that a coincidence,
an
accident?

We have no proof that Blair
was behind that.

Now you think
Ike is lying.

I'm just saying
we have no proof

that Blair was behind it.

Go out to Rikers
first thing.

See what you find.

(Ryland)
Look, I told you before.

I don't know if Ike
had any
enemies.

But come on,
do the math.

A rich white guy in

for killing a pregnant
black rapper?

Half the population probably
wanted him dead.

Okay, no specific enemies.
Any friends?

There was this one dude
he hung out with a lot.

Lots of tats.

On trial for attempted murder,
I
think.

Know his name?

Don Bissell.

I'm gonna need
that file.

I don't know nothing
about no Ike.

I heard you two
were pretty close.

Close?
[scoffs]

Come on, cutie, that's--
that's not how it works.

I know your wife received

$10,000 from Ike's
business account

two days after
Ike was stabbed.

I'd prefer not to get
your wife involved

in our criminal
investigation.

Tell me the truth,
we won't prosecute.

I don't owe
that mutt nothing.

He told me to stab him
in the
back,

but on the side,
so it wouldn't hit any organs.

But he wanted me
to make it look real,

like a murder attempt.

Look, I paid Bissell
to protect me.

Okay, I'm not exactly
Charles Bronson, you know?

You paid him
to stab you.

That's ridiculous.

I was getting death threats
because of Clarice.

Here's my offer, Mr. Krantz.
Good for today only.

You plead guilty
to killing Clarice James,

and I'll recommend
20 years,

five years less
than the max.

Is he kidding?

If you don't
and we go to trial,

I'll ask for 25 years,

plus ten years
for the money laundering

and ten years for multiple
counts of perjury,

and I'll make sure
that they run consecutively.

That's 45 years,
if you're lucky.

You'll never get it past
the grand jury.

I already did.

Bissell's gonna testify
against you.

Oh, you think so?

Who's gonna believe
that scumbag?

A lot more people than will
believe you, Mr. Krantz.

I guarantee it.

See you at trial.

Hey, look, she attacked me,
all right?

I was just
defending myself.

There's no evidence
of that.

Oh, come on!
She was ghetto trash.

That's how
these people behave.

We're done, Mr. Krantz.

All right, look,
I'll take the deal.

I'll take the damn deal.

Ike Krantz agreed
to plead
guilty

to Clarice James' murder.

So as such,
we're going to dismiss

the murder indictment
against
you.

I'm sorry
about all this,

but we'll have you
out of
here

in the next few hours.

I think
you forgot something.

I didn't hear a promise

to terminate the grand jury
investigation

into my so-called money
laundering and drug running.

I'm not in a position
to do
that.

I ain't perfect, McCoy,

but I don't deal drugs
and I don't wash money.

Then you've got
nothing to worry about.

(Andre)
Yeah, right.

Just like with this
murder trial, huh?

(Mathews)
If Andre was a liar,

he would've told the jury
he saw Ike Krantz

in Clarice's apartment,
not some skinny white dude.

I'll talk to the prosecutor
overseeing the investigation.

(Andre)
Good.

Now what about
a real apology?

I followed the facts.

You lied about your alibi.

You refused to cooperate
with the police or us.

Meaning I had an attitude.

Where I live, you don't
stay alive being nice.

You don't get rich
being nice.

And I beat this thing
because I didn't roll over.

You looked guilty
on paper.

You acted guilty
in person.

So it's on me that you
prosecuted the wrong man?

The right man's going
to
prison.

Good luck to you, Mr. Blair.

Could be Blair was right.

It's always
a black-white thing.

He did have
an attitude.

Maybe he has a right.

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