All language subtitles for Law and order S18E17 - Personae Non Grata

(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.

Seriously, what is it
about guys in uniform

that makes women
get all stupid?

Is there, like,
pheromones in the fabric?

Maybe the camo pattern
hypnotizes them.

I'm a vet.

I'm wearing the uniform.

Do I look like
I'm getting any?

[Laughs]

Women are just--

forget it.

Hey, what'd I tell you?

Sanitation police,
don't move.

The what police?
Sanitation.

You got a license
for this stuff?

Put it down.

(Bernard)
All right,
tell me what you know.

Those two were loading
recyclables

that were put out
for city collection.

I had a feeling
about that couch.

Okay, so you two

were staking out
piles of newspaper, huh?

It's money out of
the city's pocket.

I just knew.

Working this beat really hones
your observation skills.

Blunt force
to the head.

Wallet and watch
still on him.

Eric greenwood.

Smells like beer.

There's a bar
right over there.

[Snickers]

Mad observation skills.

Kinda stood out
from my regulars.

Was he by himself?

He was waiting
for someone.

Sat at that booth,
and every time

the door opened,
looked up.

Did that someone show up?

No, he spent the night
texting on his phone.

Right up till last call.

You sure he had a phone?

Yeah, clipped
to his computer bag.

Thank you.

Missing: One phone,
one computer.

(Bernard)
Looks like greenwood's laptop

is what the killer
was after.

Is that eric's girlfriend?

Well, I doubt
it's his sister,

but you can never tell.

I've never seen her.

What about him,
you know him?

I've never seen him either.

So what am I supposed to do
with eric's stuff?

Nothing.

Don't touch a thing
until you hear from us.

You got a place
of employment for eric?

He used to work
at a car stereo place in queens.

Hey, those zls,

those are the speakers
he was getting for me.

Is it okay if i--

didn't you just hear me?

"Sound on wheels."

He woulda told me
hadand everybody else.

He ever mention
being in trouble?

He was a good worker.
He always did what I told him.

You're not the boss,
dude.

Hey, I work in the office,
don't I?

(Woman)
You, you were the one
I talked to

when I dropped
my mercedes off.

I want to know why
it put on 127 miles

while it was sitting
in your shop.

I'll be right with you.

Go ahead, mr. Munsen.

So, dale, you know this place
eric went to last night,

the brass monkey bar?

No, I've never heard of it.

What did eric
do for fun?

Nothing.

He moved here from south jersey
eight months ago.

It wasn't really happening
for him.

And munsen was riding him
all the time,

making him work weekends.

Eric was looking
to move on.

Move on to what?

Maybe joining the service.

He kept asking me
all these questions

about the marines
and uniforms.

Have you seen
this picture before?

Yeah.

Eric found it online.

He asked me
if I could tell

the guy's rank
and unit.

Of course you can't
just by the fatigues.

You sound like a vet.
Are
you?

I'm just heavy into
call of duty 4.

The computer unit
tracked the photo

to this website.

This marine is selling
antique military maps.

(Van buren)
Does eric collect maps?

Not that we saw.

No, he was trying
to identify that marine.

Mm-hmm.

"Semper fi forever."

Where's that, iraq?

It's western baghdad,
the dora
district.

You can tell
from the buildings.

(Van buren)
These maps look rare .

Start with them.

All right.

(Man)
And this is being offered
for sale online?

Yes. Why?

Is it very valuable?

Well, it has
historical significance.

New york harbor
from 1776,

issued in london
by william fadden.

So it's valuable.

If it's not a fake.

You wanna see
the real deal?

Yeah, I guess we do.

The chances of buying

an authentic antique map
online

from an anonymous seller

are almost nil.

Now this is the way

the map is supposed to look.

Oh, my god.

The, uh--

the fadden map,
it's been cut

from the book.

Do you have
any of these maps?

Quebec, 1759.

It's been stolen.

Every map in
semper fi's inventory

matches a map missing
from the public library

or the historical society.

So someone just walked in
and cut out the maps?

And no one noticed
till now?

They got thousands of maps,
thousands of visitors.

So we're looking for anyone
with a library
card.

How 'bout getting

semper fi's name
from his webpage host?

Tried that,
the host is based in estonia.

Well, we could try
buying a map from him.

"The quebec map
is hand-colored.

Think about it
and get back to me."

He's getting bored.

Well, keep him interested.

I need more time
for the trace.

Keep him interested.
Okay.

Um, "meant to say
you look

sizzling hot
in your photo."

Lieutenant,
give yourself a bonbon.

"I'm super flattered,
but I got a girlfriend.

But just curious,
how old are you?"

How old am I?

How old do you feel?

Some of me feels 16.

Some of me feels 60.

"I'm a very young 32."

I've got his address.

Police! Search warrant!

Get on the ground now!
Get on the ground.

What's going on?
What are you doing?

Where's your computer?
Where is it?

Is there another computer?

Closed door.

Ram.

Ram.

On the ground now.

Get your hands
behind your back!

Munsen, right?

You're semper fi forever?

Yeah.

Get him outta here.

"Can you send me

any pictures
with less clothes on?"

[Snickers]

[Scoffs]

They got him.

I don't understand what bob
could have possibly done.

Let's start
with selling stolen maps.

Not bob.

You don't know my bob.

This kid, eric greenwood,
worked with bob.

He ever mention him
to you?

No.

Where was your bob
last monday night?

Here, with me.

Where he always is.

All right,
who went to sleep first?

I always do.

Bob stays in there
on the computer doing work

for his job.

But I'm a light sleeper.

I would have heard him
if he'd gone out.

You're telling me
you don't
know

the combination
to the
safe?

No, bob just keeps our
important papers in there.

What's your wedding date?

October 10th, 1992.

Wow.

Hey.

Yeah?

Check this out.

What are those?

Possibly a stolen map.

And pictures.

(Lupo)
You and your husband
go on any trips recently?

No.

Receipt for traveler's checks
worth $5,000.

But we don't have $5,000.

I didn't steal them.

I got them
at a flea market.

A flea market.

Well, you know, my dog
has fleas smarter than you

if you think that story's
gonna hold
up.

Bob, we have
your library card.

We know when
you were in the same room

with the books
that these came from.

Now was eric
your partner in this?

Eric doesn't have anything
to do with me.

He had
your picture,

or the picture
of the stud you wanna be.

Bob munsen,
action hero.

These are what eric
had over you, right?

No.
No?

See, I think you were
bossing him around at work,

and he was
gonna pay you back

by blowing
your little fantasy.

Then your family,
your coworkers,

they'd all know
that you never--

you, just stop it.

You know once your wife
got a load of these pictures,

she sunk your alibi.

She told us she heard you
go out monday
night.

No, I was home monday.

Besides,
she's a heavy sleeper.

Nothing wakes her up.

Really?

Well, 'cause she told us
that she was a light sleeper.

She--

hmm?

She--

i want a lawyer.

I want a lawyer.
I want a lawyer.

He wants a lawyer.

Oh.

Eric threatens
to expose bob.

Bob kills eric.
Nice theory.

Too bad you're short
on evidence.

Maybe we could find some
in plattsburgh.

He used the money
from the maps

to buy traveler's checks
that were cashed in plattsburgh.

Did he go to plattsburgh?

No, the signatures
on the traveler's checks

weren't his,
and the driver's license

used to cash them
was
bogus.

Somebody else
cashed
them.

He bought nearly
60 grand in checks

over the last four months.

He could be sending the money
to a partner for safekeeping.

Well, maybe his partner

can connect the bob dot
to the eric dot.

Right.

No plattsburgh
on munsen's computer.

There's a group
of encrypted files

i haven't been able
to get
into.

Those are the ones he doesn't
want his wife and kids to see.

How long is this gonna take?

Oh, have a bonbon
and
relax.

There's one file
that's more vulnerable

than the others.

It's in a different format.

There we go.

Look at this.

What is that?

A chat between eric
and someone named chrissy89?

(Antoinette)
That's a private chat
on b-frendz.Com.

There's records
of different chats here.

This one's from
three weeks ago.

Last week.

Ten days ago.

And they all somehow

ended up on bob's computer.

My goodness.

I think I recognize
that bellybutton.

Yeah, same girl.
Mm-hmm.

Look.

Look who's listed
as her
friend.

Eric greenwood.

Click on "my photos."

Okay, enlarge this one.

"My special man."

This thing isn't about
maps or money.

It's love.

Nothing else matters.

"Bob's a fake, chrissy.
He's no marine.

"He's old.
He's boring.

He's got a wife
and two kids."

"You're just being jealous,
eric.

Bobby is cool.
He wouldn't lie to me."

"I work with him.
He's a jerk.

"He showed my your picture
on b-frendz

"and bragged you were
his girlfriend.

You deserve better."

"I don't believe you.

"Stop being so negative

or I won't talk to you."

"I can prove it.
I'll drive up and show you."

"Don't you dare."

"It's because I care about you.
See you tomorrow."

That was the last message
eric sent

three days
before he was killed.

Now, if chrissy told bob
what eric was up to--

would he kill eric
over a girl he's never met?

What planet's
this guy
on?

Planet bob.

We need to find chrissy.

Did she give out her address
in these chats?

Eric did say
he would drive up,

as in upstate.

As in plattsburgh,
where bob was sending the money.

Well, can we get her address
from the website?

Yeah, b-frendz
has offices here.

Let me get started
on a subpoena.

Now we spend two weeks
twiddling our thumbs.

Have a bonbon.

You know the thing
about eric

driving up
to see chrissy?

Right,
he didn't own a car.

And there was no rental
on his credit card.

Remember that lady
at the sound place

squawking about
the extra miles on her car?

Eric took the customer's cars
out for a spin after-hours?

I did when I worked
at a paint and body shop.

That lady had
an extra 127 miles.

Not enough to get
to
plattsburgh.

But maybe somebody else
filed a complaint.

Come on.
Okay.

I don't imagine 600 miles
on my odometer.

This kid took my car up
to plattsburgh for the weekend?

[Chuckling]
What for? A girl?

Why else would anyone
go to plattsburgh?

Here we go,
somebody used your g.P.S.

To find an address
in
plattsburgh.

You watch.
It'll be a girl.

[Doorbell rings]

Hi.

Uh, detective lupo, nypd.

This is detective bernard.

We're here
about a girl named chrissy.

Don't tell me.

Watch out, watch out.
Okay, come on.

Come on,
you all right?

Let's go inside.

You okay, ma'am?

I'm donna.
Call me donna.

Okay.

She's dead, isn't she?

[Sobs]

My poor baby girl.

We don't think so, ma'am.

That's not why you're here?

What exactly
were you expecting?

Well, it's just--

it's been two years
since chrissy ran away.

And then after
all that time,

the police knock
at the door.

Is she in trouble?

We just need
to talk to her.

Why?

(Bernard)
She's involved with something
on the internet.

We think she's being deceived
by an older man.

She was always
so naive.

[Knock on door]

That'll be
my neighbor, ronnie.

He's such a peach.
He's gonna fix my stove.

I'll just tell him to come back
a little later.

Then I want to hear
all about chrissy

and this fellow, bob.

I didn't say "bob."
Did you say "bob"?

I haven't seen or talked
to chrissy in two years.

I don't even know
if she's alive or dead.

But you do know the name
of her internet boyfriend.

I don't.
You said "bob."

Uh--

you did.

We need
to find her, donna.

Where is she?

I don't know.
I--

Some man came to the house
on saturday.

He was looking
for chrissy too.

He told me

about this "bob."

I didn't want to tell you
in case she was in trouble.

Oh, that's him.

Eric something?

(Lupo)
Eric greenwood.

He was murdered
monday night.

[Gasps]

He--he said he was
a friend of chrissy's.

That someone named bob
was tricking her.

Pretending to be
a young marine.

When a girl's
as pretty as she is,

they'll say anything.

We have chrissy down
as a suspected runaway.

She was running with an older
crowd, drugs, sexually active.

Apple didn't fall far
from the
tree.

I don't buy her act.

A stranger shows up with news
about her missing kid,

and she doesn't
call the cops.

Maybe you'd like
to search her house?

I don't see reasonable cause
for a search warrant.

My town,
my warrant.

This is some boudoir.

She's been shopping
at victoria's secret,

bebe, and diesel.

But everything in here
is from discount stores.

Mounting bracket
for a flat-screen tv.

A big one.
But no tv.

She cleaned
the place out.

She didn't carry
that tv by herself.

Maybe ronnie next door
helped
her.

I hear
he's a peach.

Donna's neighbor said
he helped her move the goods

into a locker on the tuesday
after eric was killed.

What's the value
of these goods?

$60,000,
give or take,

which is the amount
that bob munsen sent

in traveler's checks
to plattsburgh.

Sending them to this woman and
her daughter.

It's a con.

She reeled in a sucker with sexy
pictures of her daughter.

Pretty soon, bob munsen's
sending her money.

And stealing maps to fund
his fantasy life.

Where does this put us
on the murder?

Eric greenwood tried
to expose munsen.

He tried to get
in contact with chrissy.

That's motive
only if munsen knew

what greenwood
was up to.

Donna might know
what munsen knew,

but she's not cooperating.

Have you tried
indicting her for fraud?

You got a locker
full of evidence.

Well, the plattsburgh d.a.
doesn't see it that way.

As far as he's concerned, munsen
sent the money voluntarily.

He won't help us.

We need
some leverage here, jack.

I'm meeting with
governor shalvoy

this afternoon.

We know.
Your assistant told us.

No, of course you can't
be chasing dubious cases

for jack mccoy.

You got your own murder cases
in plattsburgh.

I'll tell you what.

I've got a supplemental
appropriation coming up.

What if I find
a 10% bump in there

to help you with those
murder cases in plattsburgh?

It's the right thing
to do, harry, thanks.

The woman will be charged
with criminal impersonation

tomorrow morning.

What did that
cost you?

Nothing.

I already promised
the supplemental

to the mayor
of plattsburgh.

That d.a.'s just not
in the loop.

That's a polite way
of putting it.

Let's get back
to this crime bill.

You know, jack, with my good
looks and your brains,

I really think we might
accomplish some good here.

I don't know how you goosed
our d.a. up in plattsburgh,

but criminal impersonation?

For not disclosing her flaws
to a suitor?

Under that theory, my wife
ought to be locked up too.

(Cutter)
Flaws?

Your client cut
30 years off her age.

She actively misled mr. Munsen
to the tune of $60,000.

There's nothing illegal
about receiving gifts

from a romantic admirer.

And by the way,
what makes you think

munsen wasn't chatting
with chrissy?

Well, if that's the case,
let's hear it from chrsy

where is she?

I don't know.

[Sighs]

It was me.
It was all me.

Maybe my client
and I ought--

(donna)
No, there's no point.

After chrissy ran away,

visiting her b-frendz page
made me feel close to her.

I started updating
her profile

to pretend she was
still with me.

I didn't expect
any attention.

But the men
were all over it.

I ignored them
at first,

but bobby was different.

He was sweet.

Not dirty,
like the others.

I didn't ask him
for anything,

i didn't promise
him anything.

Except for the photos,
everything I shared

with bobby was true.

Except that the whole thing
was a lie.

No.

We had something real.
Heart-to-heart.

(Rubirosa)
And your correspondence
with eric greenwood?

Was that also
heart-to-heart?

No, I told him
to stop writing to me.

Did he tell you
bobby was a fraud?

Mm-hmm.

And did you inform
mr. Munsen

that eric was trying
to expose him?

That he actually came
looking for
chrissy?

Yes.
I called bobby.

You talked to him
on the phone?

I was so freaked out, i--

[higher voice]
I tried to sound
like chrissy.

Bobby was so surprised
to hear from me.

If I'd have known
what would happen...

[Normal voice]
How bobby would react
when I told him about eric,

oh, god.

I didn't think
he'd kill anybody.

We'll need records of your chats
off your computer.

You don't need it.
You have her.

In return for dropping
the fraud charge,

she will testify
against munsen.

Donna's testimony
makes our
case.

And her character
makes a pinata for the defense.

If you're lucky,
bob will cut a deal

before you ever have to put
this woman on the
stand.

What?

Donna's phone records.

She did call bob
after eric's visit.

She called him again
the night of eric's murder.

Right after she called
directory assistance,

and had them text her
the number and address

of the bar
where eric was killed.

The bartender told the police
eric was waiting for someone.

Chrissy.

Donna told him chrissy

was gonna meet him.

But she sent bob instead.
She was afraid eric
might see through her scam.

And if he told bob,
then the traveler's checks

to plattsburgh
would stop.

She masterminded
this murder.

Maybe it's time bob finally met
his dream girl.

You want me
to read it out loud?

Mm-hmm.

(Rubirosa)
These are the chats we found

on mr. Munsen's computer.

We just want to make sure
that you're ready

to testify
at his trial.

[Clears throat]

You can use
your normal voice.

"You make me feel
like no other guy ever did.

My whole body gets warm
when I think of you."

And that's a message you sent
to a man you knew

was semper fi forever.

Mm-hmm.
Go on.

"I think of you
when I go to sleep.

"But I don't exactly
go to sleep,

if you know
what I mean."

Why is that woman
reading that?

Because she wrote it
to you.

(Donna)
"Guess who?

"I'm wearing the red panties
you sent me.

"The ones
with the little bow."

No.
No, she didn't.

Who is she?

You got that message
from chrissy, didn't you?

Mr. Munsen,

that is chrissy.

What kind of game
is this?

"I'm going to take a photo
of myself in the panties

and send it to you."

(Rubirosa)
Did you ever send
them to him?

(Donna)
No, I couldn't
fake a photo.

No.
It can't be.

Come on,

let's ask her.

Semper fi forever,
meet
chrissy89.

Bobby?

Not exactly the chrissy

from her picture, is she,
mr. Munsen?

But then, you're not exactly
the bobby

from your pictures, either.

(Rubirosa)
This is chrissy's mother,

mr. Munsen.

Care to look at all
the cool stuff

that she bought with the money
you sent her?

Where is chrissy?

(Donna)
Chrissy ran away, bobby.

But when I was her age,
I looked jt ke her.

Ran away?

Two years ago.

You were never talking
to chrissy, ever.

But everything I said
to you was true.

Bobby...

Everything between us
was real.

You bitch.
You lying bitch.

Hey, hey, hey.

She sent me
after eric.

She said
he was bothering her.

She said he was
coming between us.

No, bobby.
Don't say that.

My god,

what an idiot
i
was.

Perhaps your client would like
to make a plea agreement?

Bitch!
Bitch!

Man-one, and he testifies
against
her?

She told me
where he was.

At the bar.

She wanted me
to kill
him.

Looks like
we have a deal.

My god,
what have I done?

Had been to her house
on saturday,

looking for her
daughter, chrissy.

Was chrissy there
with her
mother?

No, she ran away from home
two years ago.

Mrs. Chiponis told us
that she had been posing

as her daughter
on the internet.

And do you know why
she engaged in this fraud?

Every time bob munsen

sent chrissy money,
a similar amount was deposited

the next day

into donna chiponis's
checking account.

All totaled
more than $60,000.

So if eric greenwood figured out
that mrs. Chiponis was a fraud,

and told bob munsen,
she'd be out

a pretty good living.

Objection.
Calls for speculation.

(Judge)
Sustained.

Save it
for the op-ed page,

mr. Cutter.

No more questions.

(Willens)
Have you made
another arrest

in the murder
of eric greenwood?

Yes, we arrested
bob munsen.

Who's charged with
a lesser crime than murder

in exchange for testifying
against my client.

That's what
they tell me.

And to your knowledge,

who beat
eric greenwood

to death
with a baseball bat?

Bob munsen.

And where was mrs. Chiponis
when this took place?

As far as we know,
she was in plattsburgh.

300 miles away.

Thank you.

Eric never saw me coming.

I walked up behind him,

swung the baseball bat
at his head,

hit him again
after he fell,

then I stuffed him
in the couch.

(Cutter)
And how long was this after
your last conversation

with the woman you thought
to be chrissy?

About two hours.

(Cutter)
And what did she tell you

during that conversation?

Objection, hearsay.

This is a conversation
between
accomplices.

A clear exception
to the hearsay rule.

(Willens)
Only if we assume

what the prosecution
seeks to prove.

Accomplices?

(Cutter)
If mr. Willens

doesn't like what the people--

i don't remember.

You don't remember what?

What she said.

I think it was
something general.

(Munsen)
You know, like how I
was doin',

how she was doin' in school.

(Judge)
Hold on, mr. Munsen.

I haven't ruled on the defense's
objection yet.

It's withdrawn.

Didn't she discuss eric
with you?

No.

(Cutter)
Mr. Munsen, do you recall

telling the police
that donna chiponis,

posing as chrissy,
told you

she'd made a date with eric?

Told you where he was?

Told you that
if you didn't kill him

she would never communicate
with you again?

I was lying.

Aren't you lying now?

(Munsen)
No.

When I told you all that

stuff...

I'd never been
in prison before.

I hadn't slept in weeks.

My wife just told me
that she was leaving

with my children.

I was scared.

I was desperate.

How did you even know where
eric was gonna be that night?

Wasn't she the one
who told you?

No, I overheard eric

saying...
Telling someone at work

where he was gonna be.

I killed him.

All by myself.

She had nothin'
to do with this.

Chrissy had nothin'
to do with this.

He recanted.

It was him, him, him.

Donna had nothin'
to do with it.

No, on the stand
he said chrissy.

On the stand he said chrissy
had nothing to do with it.

He's back to thinking
he's really talkin' to her.

That it was chrissy
who told him to kill eric.

He's taking the rap
for the virtual girl he loves.

What a romantic.

(Rubirosa)
Donna must have got to him.

She fooled him
on the internet.

She must've fooled him
again somehow.

They're in separate jails
at rikers.

There's no communication.

You must still believe
in the easter
bunny.

Have their cells searched.

Check their visitor logs.

Find the go-between.

(Heckley)
What's this?

This envelope was mailed from
your zip code last
week,

mr. Heckley.

The day after you
took a collect call

from donna chiponis.

Do you know her?

Uh, who, donna?

We'll take that as a yes.

Watch your step there.

This handwriting right here.

That yours?
Well--

you sent this?
Yeah.

Okay, how did you guys get it?

(Lupo)
The person you sent it to,

bob munsen, we found it empty
in his
cell.

What do you--
what do you mean, cell?

Bob's in jail, carl.

He's on trial for murder.

I didn't send that
to no
jail.

See, it just is
a post office box there.

Queens, new york.

That's the address
to the jail.

Same jail that donna's in.

Donna's in jail?

Well, why do think
she called you collect?

To, to save money.

You don't know
she's on trial for murder?

[Scoffs]

I don't think so.

You guys sure you
got the right donna?

We'll double check that.

What was in this envelope,
mr. Heckley?

Oh, well, it's just a letter.

Donna said it was a joke.

I didn't understand it.

But she's a hard woman
to understand.

What was the joke exactly?

She told me to write
to this guy, bob,

to say that I was a friend
of chrissy's

and that chrissy said
that her mom was trying

to protect her,
but that she couldn't keep it up

and so bob had
to do the right thing.

The right thing?

Uh, own up to what he did.

Whatever that is.

Oh, I wrote it all down.

That's how come I remember.

Uh.

I wrote it down somewhere.

I sure was glad
to hear chrissy's okay.

Uh, she ran away a couple
of years ago, you know?

Uh-huh, we know.

Oh, well, her and her mom
were havin' problems back then.

So I let chrissy
stay here for a while.

Then she was just gone.

That happen a lot, carl?

Underage girls
staying with you?

Hey, hey, come on now.

Nothin' happened.

Sheesh,
you sound just like donna.

She had a real jealous streak
about that chrissy.

You and donna
had a thing back then?

Well, yeah,
we still get together

every once in a while,
you know.

When was the last time
you saw her?

A few weeks ago.

Uh, during a big thaw.

Yeah, she came over
and spent the night.

Uh, and she was worried that
the cellar might be floodin'.

So she checked it out
and said it was fine.

She was worried
about your cellar?

You can look around
all you want.

Yeah, if you guys like spiders
you're in luck.

Thanks.

(Lupo)
Donna didn't happen to stash

a computer down here,
did she?

No, no.

Hey, we got some fresh dirt
over here.

Looks like the thaw

disturbed this earth.

(Heckley)
You fellas find somethin'?

I don't know.

Look at that, look at that,
look at that, right there.

Look at that.

Yeah, I think we did.

(Rubirosa)
Dental records are in.

Donna must have
found chrissy staying

at her own boyfriend's house.

What was the girl
doing there?

Use your imagination.

Her mother apparently did.

She killed chrissy and buried
her in the basement

and then posed
as the daughter she murdered

to fleece money from men.

And just this week
she convinced bob

to take the full blame
for eric greenwood's murder

to protect chrissy.

Who doesn't exist
because donna killed her.

A perfect circle.

The woman is a sociopath.

However, plattsburgh d.a.
walks to the beat

of a different drummer.

He's charged the boyfriend
for chrissy's murder.

Because?

(Rubirosa)
His house, his cellar,

his involvement
with an underage girl.

Are you sure
it isn't the boyfriend?

Practically led lupo
and bernard to the body.

And we know this woman,
she's a killer.

You're seeing
governor shalvoy again

tonight, right?

(Shalvoy)
It's his decision, jack.

I'm the governor of new york,

not the district attorney
of clinton county.

You weren't the district
attorney of clinton county

when you called 'em
the last time.

And I was overstepping then.

How would you like it
if I told you whom to prosecute?

I wouldn't.

I have big plans
for the state, jack.

Plans I know you support.

We have to use
our political capital wisely.

Jack mccoy.

How the heck are you?

I'm being enlightened
by your husband as usual.

(Mrs. Shalvoy)
Don's got you fooled too?

How's your lovely daughter?

Great, she got a new job
in san diego.

San diego?

That's our loss.

Thank you for coming tonight.

It really means so much to us.

It's good
to see you too, rita.

As for your case, jack,
would it help if you told them

that the governor
was taking a personal interest?

A personal interest.

That's great.

We'll send the governor
a postcard

when my client
walks out a free woman.

This isn't over,
mrs. Chiponis.

We do have other evidence

on both murders.

When the police
were talking to carl,

did he ask about me?

I'm talking about
the murder of your daughter.

You don't seem
especially upset.

You know what, mr. Cutter?

After she'd been gone
for so long,

i think I knew in my bones
she was dead.

I've been mourning
for so long already.

This is just--i don't know.

Closure?

Unbelievable.

She's gonna skate
on two
murders.

We have to flip bob.

He's in total denial.

Thinks he's protecting chrissy.

We found chrissy's body.

It's a trick
if you ask him.

I need you to go
back up to plattsburgh

and bring a box.

Your lawyer agreed
to let us talk in private.

I don't wanna talk to you.

Well, you can talk
or not talk.

I can't use anything
you say against you.

I don't have anything
to say
anyway.

Well, I wanted to tell you
that I think you made

some bad mistakes.

But I understand.

You do?

Yeah.

You wanna protect chrissy.

I see the appeal.

I mean...

Just look at her.

A man runs into someone
like that at our age,

hell, at any age...

And she writes to you,

"you make me feel
like no other guy ever did.

My whole body gets warm
when I think of you."

How's a man
supposed to react?

She's special,
isn't she?

Yes, she is.

You could be free
with chrissy.

Be the man
you know yourself to be.

Hey, she didn't judge
or belittle
you.

She admired you.

She rewarded you
with her confidences.

How her favorite food
was cheeseburgers with--

(both)
Peanut butter.

Yeah.

How she fell
out of a tree

and broke her arm
when she was
12.

We even found the x-ray
the doctor
took.

And here you are
defending her,

defending her mother,

like a brave warrior.

And it feels good,
doesn't it?

Knowing that chrissy's
out there somewhere

admiring your sacrifice.

Preparing herself

for the day
when the two of you

can finally be together?

You can see the fracture,
can't you?

Right there.

And here.

Why, it's healed now
but you can still see the mark.

What is that?

It's chrissy's arm, bob.

What's left of it.

No.

Chrissy's dead, bob.

Donna had her boyfriend send
you that letter, not chrissy.

You're lying.

That's not her.

You heard a body was found
in plattsburgh, right?

There are lots of runaways.

That doesn't prove anything.

It's a match, bob.

A match for chrissy.

You see that charming chipped
tooth in her smile?

Well, here it is.

Donna killed her
two years ago.

Strangled her,
broke her neck.

Your sacrifice
is for nothing.

The only person
that you're protecting is donna.

[Sniffling]

Oh, chrissy.

You have to help us, bob.

She'd want you to.

Okay.

Oh, god.

Chrissy's real now.

The people recall bob munsen.

I loved her
more than you ever did.

You didn't even know her,
you idiot.

Okay, good work, mike.

Guilty.

25 to life.

And it seems the plattsburgh
d.a. has seen the light

about charging her
for her daughter's murder.

It's a big state, jack.

Be glad you're only responsible
for a small part of it.

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