All language subtitles for Law and order S20E17 - Four Cops Shot

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.

So I'm finished?

Yeah. Four weeks.
That's it
for the radiation.

Great.

I can scratch that
off my bucket list.

I like your
hemoglobin levels.

They're better
than last time.

How are you feeling?

Well, okay, considering.
So, what happens next?

We measure the tumor.

In three months
we measure it again
to see if it's shrunk,

and then we'll know.

Know what?

Three slices.

From the fresh pie,
Mustafa.

Thank you, Sammy.
I was just going to ask.

For my favorite
police lady.

You don't need to ask.

Thanks.

So I told her,
I'm not ready
to be exclusive.

Uh-huh.

I mean, what's this uniform for?

Hey, who's got
Sector Eddie today?

I don't know.
Ramos and Colson?

Ah, let's stop
for a slice.

If they're out to meal,
we should be
covering their sector.

So we'll get 'em to go.

We responded to
a 13 from 911.

We were the first
ones on the scene.

I saw her breathing.

I know her. Rebecca.

Witnesses?

They say some guy came in
and just started shooting,
then ran out.

Shooting only cops?

I know her, too.

I saw her at
the coffee machine
this morning.

They're all
from our house.

All right.

What do we have here?

Four cops shot,
three DOA.

Then you'd better
get to work.

Captain, a guy
around the corner,
10 minutes ago,

left his BMW running
while he went
inside a bodega.

Somebody stole it.

You have the details?

All right, let's get
this over the air.

Which direction?
Was the car?
From here?

North.

He has two little girls.

We're going to get
this guy, Captain.

My precinct.
My cops.

Our precinct.
Our cops.

Captain, there's
nothing for your people
to do here.

Except get in your way?

I'll update you
every hour.

Every half-hour.

He was a black guy.
Uh, clean shaven.

I think he maybe
had a mustache.

Did he say anything?

No. He just walked in

and he took out the gun.

I asked him what
he wanted to eat

before I saw the gun.

And then, bang! Bang! Bang!
Ten times, 20 times.

And he ran north?
You're sure about that?

Yeah, he went there,
past the barber shop.

Okay, and what
was he wearing?

He had on blue jeans,
and a puffy winter jacket.
Blue.

It was black
and a wool cap.

Only one of the officers
got off any shots.
The female.

The shooter used a.45.

His casings are
all over the place.

You find her slugs?
The nines?

Oh, they could be anywhere.
She was shot twice.

If she kept firing
as she fell...

Hey, B.
Hmm?

Patrol just located
the stolen BMW.

Thanks.

It's around the corner,
parked halfway
down the block.

We saw it
and just kept driving,

didn't want to tip the guy
if he's still around.

Good.

Some big buildings
over there.
Could be 500 apartments.

He could be anywhere.

ESU is on the way.

Okay, so we check
out the car,
we find his prints,

maybe see if he's bleeding.

Or we just sit
and watch it
till he comes back.

Sit here forever
if he ditched it
and ran.

I'm going to check it out.

Lupes!

Police.
Don't breathe. Drop it!

Lupo.

Lupo!

I didn't kill no cops.
You think I'm crazy?

Yeah, but you did five years
for felony gun possession
and resisting arrest.

You don't like cops,
do you?

Where'd you ditch
the weapon?

You want to talk about
a stolen car, we'll talk.

The rest of this
is just wrong place,
wrong time.

You got that right.

We're ready.

What is this?
A firing squad?

Get him into the lineup,
and show Mr. Kaplan
where to wait.

Captain, I know
your people
are concerned.

But we don't need them
up here right now.

This is
Officer Colson's widow.

Where do you need
for her to be?

Is that the man?
Did he kill my husband?

We're not sure,
Mrs. Colson.
I'm so sorry.

Please, why don't you
wait in my office?

This way.

I... I don't think so.
I don't see him.

You can take
as long as you like.

He said he doesn't
see him.

He can take
as long as he likes.

Maybe you can ask my nephew,
maybe he remembers different.

It isn't him.

I thought I'd feel
better if it was,

but it wouldn't have made
any difference, would it?

Probably not.

Mrs. Colson, the whole
department is here

to support you in
any way that we can.

The department?

I think
it's done enough.

My husband gave 90%
of himself to the job,

and the department
took the other 10.

That was supposed to be
our part... My part.

Yes, well, the job
does have a way
of taking over.

I have two little girls.

Amy is two.
Jesse's five.

How much will she
remember her father?

He'll just be this...

This fuzzy image...

The counterman
couldn't make an ID either.

Plus, he was negative
for gunshot residue.

Square one.

You've got to give me
something to take
downstairs.

I'm turning out
45 officers tonight

and some psychopath
is stalking cops.

We don't know that.
You don't know what?

That it's random.

What, you think he chose
these four on purpose?

Well, maybe not
all of them.

Maybe one or two,
and the others
just happened to be there.

What, someone
they arrested?

Crossed paths with
on the job?

Or something personal.

So, you're going to
dig through four
cops' personal lives

looking for garbage?

Four victims.
That's what we do.

They were all
excellent officers.

Clean records.

Rebecca Ramos
and Fred Colson
were go-getters.

They had more collars
than anyone else
in the precinct.

What about the other two,
Oren and Garber?

Middle of the pack
by the numbers,
but good cops.

Did everything
by the book.

Not everything.

They should have been
covering Ramos
and Colson's sector,

not eating with them.

What do you think
that was about?

Oren was a bit
of a ladies man.

And Officer Ramos
is a lady.
A pretty one, too.

And he would have
been wasting his time.

She's married,
and she doesn't
mess around.

She wasn't
wearing a ring
when she was shot.

So other than
her dead partner,
who knows her best?

It just came over
the radio Rebecca died.
Officer Ramos.

We're very sorry.

So
they're all dead,
all four?

Yeah, we understand
she was
a friend of yours.

We were in
the same company
at the Academy.

She lived for the job.

All she wanted was
one of those.
To be a detective.

Yeah, that could be
tough on a marriage.

How was hers doing?

It wasn't easy.

Her husband moved them
up to Suffolk County

when he got a job there,
so she had a two-hour
commute each way to work.

She started staying
at her sister's in
Queens in between shifts.

She said her husband
didn't get it.

He even accused her
of having an affair.
He...

You don't think that had
something to do with it?

What do you think?

I met him once.
He seemed like
a good guy.

And when they took her
to the hospital today,

I went right over.
He was there.

He seemed so upset.

He... He was there
right after
she was shot?

It's a two-hour
commute each way.

Hmm.

Becky's sister's
with her parents.

I'm staying with her
while the funeral
gets worked out.

It's a whole thing,
you know,
a cop funeral.

Yeah. You and the family,
you're all getting along?

Yeah. Sure.

We hear that you
and your wife
were having problems.

So you're talking to me?

Not looking
for the maniac
who killed her?

You mind telling us why
you were in town today?

Buying some supplies
for my boss.

Your boss, he's going
to vouch for that?

Okay.

Becky and I

were having problems.

I came down last night
because I thought maybe
she was having an affair.

To confront her?
To spy on her.

I should have
just talked to her.

What did you see?

Her and her partner,
after their shift
last night,

they went to a bar.

Her partner
who was killed with her,

that's who you thought
she was having
an affair with?

Yeah, but after the bar,
they split up,
went their separate ways.

Hmm.

I took pictures.

Show us.

See, that's them.

They arrived
in separate cars.

Mmm.

You know who this is?

No. Why?

Puffy jacket, knit cap.

Is that the guy
who shot them?

They knew him?
They knew the guy
who killed them?

They've been
in a few times.
Together?

Yeah. Well,
these two are cops.

I mean, you probably
knew that though, huh?

Yeah. How'd
you know it?

I caught this lowlife
snorting coke
in the men's room last month.

Told him I was
going to call the cops.

He said don't bother,
his friends were cops.

They showed me
their badges,

and said they'd
take care of it.

You happen to catch
that lowlife's name?

No. Why don't you ask them?

Because they're dead.

The ones from today?

Did he kill them?

Uh, what happened
the last time
they were in here?

They talked,
and it got pretty intense.

I mean, this guy,
he looked really upset.

All right.
Thank you.

Witnesses from the pizzeria
picked him out of an array.

He's the shooter.

CSU dusted the booth
he sat at with Ramos
and Colson for prints.

Our luck, we get the one
bar in Queens that
actually cleans its tables.

So he got upset
about something,

he tracked Ramos
and Colson down
the next day,

the other two had
the bad luck to be there.

They were meeting
on a regular basis
with a lowlife drug user.

Their captain said they
were making more collars
than anyone else.

Drug busts.

This guy
was their informant.

Neither one of them
registered a CI.

Because uniforms aren't
supposed to be running
that kind of operation.

Maybe these two were
ambitious, they were
bucking for detective.

Yeah, with his help.

Talk to the perps
Ramos and Colson busted.

Maybe they know
who snitched on them.

I don't know him.
Who is he?

He's the guy who ratted
you out to the cops
who busted you.

Wish I can help.

You were busted holding
50 grams of crack.

Who knew you had
that much weight?

Excuse me, but my client
is pleading not guilty.

What crack?

He can earn himself
a walk here, Counselor.

We need this guy.

Guy named High-Top knew.

I was supposed to
meet him in Garvey Park.

He didn't show.

All of a sudden,
boom, two cops.

I was doing nothing
but feeding pigeons.

I'm sorry.
Somebody steered
you wrong.

You're looking
a little shaky.

You all right, High-Top?

It's Charles. Yeah.

I just don't need cops
hassling me, okay?

You should be
shaky, Charles.

'Cause your dealer,
who got busted,

the one sitting in Rikers,
he blames you
for putting him there.

Me? Why?

You knew where he was.

You were supposed
to meet him,

but cops showed up instead.

I didn't rat out
anybody. So...

Maybe a friend
of yours then.

Maybe somebody
who knew what you
were doing that day.

How about this guy?

Yes, that son of a bitch's
name is Calvin Stokes.

So you recognize him now?

Yes.

Maybe sitting
right there?

Yeah.

Looks like dried blood.

Well, he said he got
bit by a dog.

He shot four cops,
and one of them shot him.
Did you hear about that?

I didn't know
he did that.

Where'd he go
when he left here?
Huh?

I don't know.

I... I told him
he needed to get
to a hospital.

He told me he knew
somebody that could
help him.

Who?

I don't know, man.

Seriously,

the guy was chewing
on a bunch of Vicodin,
okay?

I could barely understand
what he was saying.

Where'd he get
the pills? From you?

No. Definitely not.

He's always got
pills on him.

He's Mr. Pill,
you know?

I mean, he's always got
a prescription bottle.

I saw the label once.
It was some, uh...

Chick doctor,
funny name, you know?

Like Hooter.

Or Nancy Hooter,
or Kooter or something.

Easy does it.

What?
Get up.

Oh, come on.
You're busting me?
Why?

Hindering prosecution.

I just helped you guys.
I gave you Hooter,
didn't I?

For taking in your friend
after he shot four cops.

You know what?
They'll explain it
to you at Rikers.

Who is he?

Apparently,
someone you've been
prescribing Vicodin to.

Calvin Stokes?
Uh, I don't know him,
okay?

Now, I've got a root canal
in that room
that's about to wake up.

Who else has access
to your prescription pad?

I don't know,
uh, my staff,
but I trust them.

Is all your staff
here today?

Yeah, everyone except
my office manager, Dolores.

She called in sick today.

- Dolores what?
- Martin.

Oh, it used to be
something else.

Did you say
his name was Stokes?

That might have been it.

So this could be
her husband?

Dolores is 60.

No movement.
No sign of the suspect
or Mrs. Martin.

Are your guys
ready to go in?

Woman approaching
from the south.

Dolores Martin?

Yes.

Police, ma'am.
We need to talk
to you about your son.

I don't know
where he is.

Okay, what's in the bag,
Mrs. Martin?

Just some things
from the drugstore.

Uh, may I?

Bandages, sutures,
antibiotics...

He's in the house,
isn't he?

He killed four
police officers
yesterday.

We're going to
take him in.

Now you can help us,
or we'll go in shooting.

No. No. He didn't
mean to hurt anybody.

Where is he?

His old room,
upstairs in the back.

Give me your keys.
Let's go.

Go.

Stokes!
Move your hands
away from your body!

He's alive.

Get the EMTs up here now.

Get the EMTs
up here. Now!

How you feeling, Stokes?

I'm okay.

That's as far as
this interview goes.

Yeah, maybe he wants
to talk about
the four officers he shot.

I've strongly advised him
against saying anything.

That's his advice,
but it's a free country.

You have anything
on your mind?

Maybe you were
mad at something

and you want to
tell us about it?

I'm doing what he says.

Yeah? Did he tell you
Detective Bernard here
saved your life?

Did he mention that?

He'll send you
a thank-you note.
We're done.

Be sure to be
vigilant now.

Calvin Stokes, 25,
convicted of attempted murder
when he was 16.

His sentence was 20 years,
but it was commuted
after three.

Since then he's been
back in prison twice,
drugs and assault.

We had this guy
behind bars three times
and kept letting him go?

Not anymore.

He didn't get bail,
and the evidence to
convict is rock solid.

Eyewitnesses, Stokes' gun
is the murder weapon,

and the bullet in
his shoulder came from
Officer Ramos' weapon.

Four counts
of first-degree murder.

Four terms of life
without parole.

Why stop there?

Let the U.S. Attorney
take the case.

The federal government
has a death penalty.

We don't go forum shopping
for harsher penalties.

We follow the laws
of New York here.

The New York legislature
passed a death penalty law.

It was a court
that voided it.

A New York court.

This is all premature.

Do we know why this man
Stokes opened fire
on four police officers?

With all due respect,
who cares?

I do. And you
should, too,

if you want to make
a federal case of this.

The murder
of police officers

isn't a federal crime
in itself.

Only if it's committed
in certain
specified circumstances.

Was it a terrorist
conspiracy?

A kidnapping?
A continuing
criminal enterprise?

We'll find out.

How'd it go?

I'm not sure your lieutenant
shares our attitude
toward cop killers.

Well, cop killers we all
feel the same about.

Playing God,
I'm not so sure.

I know you've been
sick, Lieutenant,
and I'm sorry about that.

But, uh, maybe it's
affecting your judgment.

I certainly
hope so.

I hope you two
are not done
with your investigation.

Looks like you may be
facing a lynch mob
in the courtroom.

Can you blame them?

Maybe we should
hand the case
to the Feds.

The U.S. Attorney
would lap this up.

The U.S. Attorney would
execute his own mother

to show what
a hard-ass he is.

Right. Kill everybody.
It's not like we ever
make mistakes.

Stokes is guilty.

If anyone deserves
to die, he does.

I've witnessed
one execution.

I don't ever need
to see another.

What else do we know
about Stokes?

His attempted murder
sentence was commuted

at the recommendation
of Mary Markson,

when she was
State Attorney General.

And she's running
for Senate now.

This is going to
bite her in the ass.

She must have
had a reason.

I can't tell you
how sorry I am

about how all this
turned out.

I can only imagine.

You know, Stokes
was arrested twice

after I got his
sentence commuted.

I know.

Both times
he got the minimum.

For felonies.

Those judges made
the same mistake
I did.

Mary, nobody's saying
you could have
foreseen this.

Nobody?

Have you listened
to talk radio lately?

Based on the information
I had, I made
the right decision.

He was 16.

He had been provoked.
He was repentant.

His mother wrote me
a beautiful letter.

We practice justice.
Mercy is supposed to
be part of it.

Not anymore, Jack.

Not after this.

You know, it was his mother
who was sheltering him
when he got caught.

They were very close.

That is one of the reasons
that I thought that
he would be okay.

If you want to know
what he was thinking,
talk to her.

High-Top isn't much
of a housekeeper, is he?

Well, you know,
the single crackhead
lifestyle.

What a load of garbage...

Or not.

"Mr. Pill."

Check this out.

He's a good son.
He's always been
good to me.

Well, that's not the issue
right now, Mrs. Martin.

It is for a mother.

Your good son killed
four police officers.

Somebody else's good
sons and daughter.

I don't know.
Something must
have happened.

Well, we think so, too.
We just want
to find out what.

Mrs. Martin,
when you took
your son in,

you committed a crime,

and it's still possible
that you will be charged.

He's my child.
Don't you understand?

Do you have children?

Excuse us.

Dolores Martin,
you're under arrest.

What... What are you...
What are you doing?

Hindering prosecution
is our call,
and we haven't made it yet.

Oh, well, take your time.

'Cause right now,
she's under arrest
for dealing drugs.

Let's go.

We're supposed to be
on the same team here.

We're on the team
that wants to make sure

a cop killer gets
what's coming to him.

You think we want to
give him a parade?

We're going
by the book.

We conducted a search
of the suspect's
friend's apartment.

High-Top, the guy
who took him in
after the murders.

And we found these.

Prescription pads.

From the oral surgeon
that Mrs. Martin works for.

Made out for Vicodin,
Oxycontin,
and all kinds of goodies.

So we arrested Mrs. Martin
for criminal diversion
of prescription medications.

Well, how about
consulting us first?

We don't need
an A.D.A.'s permission
to do our job.

You're trying to
establish some kind
of criminal enterprise

to make this qualify
as a federal case.

Well, if that's
where the chips fall.

We have no idea
how these pads
got into that apartment,

and neither do you.

Go ask this High-Top.
And do it together.

They ain't mine.

Well,
they were found
in your apartment.

That puts you
in possession.
Another felony.

Or you could tell us
about your friend, Stokes.

They're his.

He stashed them
at my place,

along with some
of the pills
he got with them.

Where did he get
those pads?

I don't know.

He called me
a couple of days ago,

before those cops
were shot.

He told me to
get rid of them.

Them and the pills?

No, not the pills,
just the pads.
He said, "Burn them."

I told him I would.

But, I mean,
come on, you know?

They're worth something,
I figured...

He never mentioned
his mother to you?

His mother? Why?

That doesn't
incriminate the mother.

How do you think he got
those pads without her,
positive thinking?

The connection
is obvious.

So Stokes tells his pal
to destroy the pads,
but not the pills

because the connection
was obvious.

Yeah, to protect
his mother.

From whom?

Well, Ramos and her partner
wanted to make detective.

They had an informant,
but he was bringing
them little fish.

And if they wanted
to go after
something bigger,

but Stokes wouldn't
play along.

Right. What's his
pressure point?

You know what?
You guys are fun,

but I think I should
talk to her alone.

They haven't even
let me see my son.

I'll see what I can
do, Mrs. Martin,

but I know that
you were right
about your son.

You do?
Mmm-hmm.

Even in this situation,

he was trying
to protect you.

Just like you have
always protected him.

We know you took
those prescription pads.

But you did it
because he needed
the medication, right?

He was trying to stop
being a drug addict.

It was very painful,
the withdrawal.

He just needed
some pain pills
to help.

He didn't want to
be in that world
anymore, did he?

No, he didn't.

Which is why he was
helping those
police officers,

helping them
arrest drug dealers.

That's right.

He wanted to
change his life.

He wanted to
be a good citizen.

What did they
want him to do?

To go after dangerous people.

He could have been hurt.

So, he said no.
And what did they say?

That they'd send
him to jail?

That they'd send
you to jail?

They saw those pads.

They said I was guilty.

And they made him choose
to risk his life
or they'd arrest me.

He wouldn't let
anyone do that to me.

It was a terrible,
terrible situation.

They
forced him into it.

Anything he did,

he did it to
protect his mother.

You informed the PD?

We're all on the same
team, right?

If Stokes killed those
cops to protect his mother
from a drug charge,

the murders were part
of a continuing
criminal enterprise,

which makes him eligible
for the federal
death penalty.

Exactly what
the U.S. Attorney says.

He just filed an application
for a writ of habeas corpus
ad prosequendum.

He wants to take over
the prisoner
and the prosecution.

The police didn't waste
any time running over there.

It wasn't the police.

Somebody beat them to it.

Mary Markson.

She filed a supporting brief
saying the state has
consistently mishandled

its prosecutions
of Mr. Stokes,

only the federal government
can be trusted to do it right.

Mishandled by whom?

It was her
recommendation
that freed him.

Five years ago.

Now she's running for Senate,
she's trying to make up
for that by killing him.

Politics
and the death penalty,

my favorite combination.

Your Honor,
on three occasions
the state of New York

had the opportunity
to deal properly
with Calvin Stokes,

and every time,
they failed to do so

with the tragic consequences
of which we're all aware of.

I'm sorry,
Your Honor,

but what standing does
Ms. Markson have
to address this hearing?

She doesn't represent
the United States government.

Her brief is crucial
to our application,
Your Honor.

We wanted to make
Ms. Markson available
for questions.

You may proceed,
Ms. Markson.

I personally made
one of New York's
three mistakes

with Mr. Stokes.

As a former
attorney general,
it pains me to say it,

but New York does not
deserve another bite
of this apple.

Well, we're sorry
if Ms. Markson
feels bad,

but current state officials
don't share her doubts

about New York's
capacity
to try a murderer.

We do it every day.

And the ones whose sentences
Ms. Markson doesn't commute

stay in prison.

In any case,
Your Honor,

the Supreme Court held
in Ponzi v. Fessenden

that the sovereign
which first arrests
an individual

acquires the priority
of jurisdiction
for the purposes of trial,

sentencing,
and incarceration.

That dates
from 1922, Your Honor.

It seems archaic
that this
important question

boils down to a race
between the FBI
and local police.

Are they supposed to
have tug of wars
over murder suspects?

Apparently so,
Mr. Horvath.
New York has him,

and if it wants to keep him,
it has a right to do so.

Have a nice trial,
Mr. Cutter.

Now, what is she
so happy about?
She lost.

She went down swinging
for an execution.

That's got to be worth
10 points in the polls.

I heard.

It stays in state court.
I know that's
not what you wanted.

Yeah, I've noticed,
Lieutenant,

that very little of
what happens around here
is what any of us wants.

I'm sorry.

About what I said,
about your illness.

Well,

if four of my detectives
were killed,

I don't know
what I would do

or what I would say.

Oh, your detectives
did a good job.

And whatever happens now...

I wanted to thank you.

To thank them.

I'm sorry
for your loss, Captain.

No...

Our loss.

We're putting you on first
to give the bare bones
of the case.

It's not going to be
much of a trial, is it?

He has no defense.

Well, his lawyer's going for
a verdict of manslaughter
instead of murder,

on the grounds
that Stokes acted

in a state of extreme
emotional disturbance.

So he could get out
in 10-to-20 years?

Why didn't you
just allow him
to go to the Feds?

He doesn't deserve
to go on living,

no matter
how disturbed he is.

Detective, I heard
when Stokes was arrested,

you were the one
who gave him CPR,

who saved his life.

Why, if you
wanted him dead?

I'm a cop.

I'm not the executioner.

Neither am I.

When
you apprehended
the defendant,

did he have a weapon
in his possession?

Yes.
A.45 caliber pistol,
which we secured.

And were you present
when the man you arrested

was presented
to eyewitnesses?

Yes. And everyone
positively picked him

as the man
who fired his weapon
in the pizzeria.

Thank you.

Detective Bernard,

how much did you know
about how Officer Ramos

and her partner
treated Mr. Stokes?

I don't know
what you mean
by "treated."

They had a relationship
with him, didn't they?

He provided them
with information

leading to the arrest
of drug dealers.

There was some
indication that he did.

And did they then
pressure him to go
after bigger fish?

I have no idea.

Did they threaten
to arrest his mother

if he didn't do
what they wanted
him to do?

You know,
these are questions

that Officers Ramos
and Colson could answer
had he not murdered them.

Move to strike.

Detective,
you know how to
answer these questions.

Didn't you prepare
an affidavit
for the U.S. Attorney

alleging that Mr. Stokes
killed those police officers

to prevent them from
arresting his mother?

- Yes.
- Thank you.

And Officers Ramos
and Colson crossed
some lines

in their treatment
of Mr. Stokes,
didn't they?

Not to my knowledge.

Really?

Are police officers
supposed to condone

the use of illegal drugs
by informants
in their presence?

No.

Didn't you become aware
that Officers Ramos
and Colson

did just that
when Mr. Stokes was caught

using cocaine in a bar?

We were told that by
a source who I wouldn't
consider reliable.

Why not?

Because he works
in an establishment
where drug use is common,

so I consider anything
he says suspect.

That was crap
about the bartender,
wasn't it?

Drugs are used
where he works.
He told us himself.

Used by Stokes.
That's what the attorney
was asking about.

It's not germane.

We don't have to dirty
dead cops to convict
the man who shot them.

I need my witnesses
to testify truthfully.

Okay, so what's
my lie again, exactly?

You are pushing it.

And if you go too far
and screw up this trial,
either of you,

the defense might
get what it wants,
a manslaughter verdict.

A slap on the wrist.

How bad would that be?

If you don't get Stokes
on murder,
the Feds could step in

and try him then on
the death penalty charge.

It's not double jeopardy.

The state and federal
government are
separate sovereigns.

I see you're still
staying awake in law school,
Detective.

Now you wouldn't be
thinking of deliberately
sabotaging this trial

to give the Feds
an opening, would you?

No.

Good.

Detectives?

I found something
of Rebecca's that
I thought you should see.

There's a guy
in the neighborhood
runs drugs and guns.

He's crazy.

Everybody knows
he's killed three people.

And that's who Officers
Ramos and Colson wanted
you to inform against?

He killed his own brother
for denting his car.

I said, "No way."

But you had informed
on other criminals?

Yes. It felt good.

But I wasn't going
to get myself killed

'cause they wanted
to be detectives.

They mentioned
that to you?

A lot.

They said they'd put me
on the books once they
got their gold shields.

That I could
go on salary.

I said thanks,
but I was done.

Then what happened?

They rousted me
on the street
And found some pills.

Said they'd send me
back to the joint
for violating parole.

Plus I had
a prescription pad
on me,

from the dentist
my mother works for.

She didn't even
know I'd taken it.

But they said
they'd bust her, too.

That we could celebrate
Mother's Day in Attica.

What happened
the night before
the shooting incident?

I met them at the bar.

I offered to keep
working for them.

Not aimed
at the crazy guy,

but at some
other good targets.

They said, "Fine."

And then we could
go at the crazy guy,
plus some of his friends.

I said, "No."

What did they say?

"Do it or go to jail,

"you and your mother."

That was my choice.
Die, or send my mother
to prison.

I walked out of there.

I couldn't sleep.

I stayed up all night.

My brain was like
shooting off fire stars.

I went to see them
the next day.

They saw me coming,
and they smiled.

A "screw you" smile.

And...

And I lost it.

I didn't even see
the other cops.

I never meant
for this to happen.

I'm sorry.

I really am sorry.

We'll break
for the day.

Mr. Cutter,
you can cross tomorrow.

What's that?

Uh, it's a logbook
kept by Officer Ramos.

Her husband found it
and brought it in.

You tell the D.A.'s?

No. We just got it.

You know, I heard
about the trial today.

That defendant kicked butt.

Sob story from hell.

So what's in it?

Informant log.

Every contact
she had with Stokes.

Interesting.

Some might think so.

She saw him do drugs,

she gave him money
she knew he would use
to buy drugs,

and she and her partner
did push him
about his mother.

And this here,
their last meeting
with him.

Well,
the D.A.'s could use it.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, if we turn it over,

it all comes out.

So?

So, Officer Ramos
and her partner
crossed some lines.

It's nothing anybody
needs to hear right now.

Oh, so that's what
you're worried about?

Okay.
Well, what about me?

If I'm not ever around,
are you going to turn me
into a retroactive saint?

Go through my office
and clean out
my nasty habits?

Tell the world how sweet
I was all the time?

Look, she was a cop.

She wanted to
be a detective.

She made some mistakes,

honest, good-faith mistakes,
but she made some mistakes.

Get over it.

"January 4th, $50.

"January 12th, $75."

Are these accurate
descriptions of Officer
Ramos' payments to you?

Sounds right.

"January 13th,
collar Brent Darien,

"criminal possession.
$50 bonus."
Is that right, too?

Yeah.

Is this your signature
next to the payment amounts?

Yeah, she made me sign.

In case she ever
got reimbursed.

Would you please read
this description
of your final meeting

with Officer Ramos
and her partner
at the bar in Queens?

Right there.

"S complained of low pay.

"Demanded bonus, $1,000."
That's not true!

Keep reading.

"We rejected.
S got angry."

There ought to be stuff
in there about their threats
about my mother.

There is,
from weeks before,

but there is no mention of it
near the time of the shooting.

But that last night
in the bar,

"S got angry,
said we were cheating him,
said he'd show us."

It was all about
money, wasn't it?

No, they left stuff out.

It wasn't about
your mother that night!

It was about getting you
more money to buy drugs.

Drugs had nothing
to do with it!

I was... I was taking
big chances for them!

Right. So you wanted
to be paid.

I wanted what was fair,
I wanted
what I was earning.

They thought they could
push me around,
like I was nobody.

"S got angry,
said we were cheating him,
said he'd show us."

And that's exactly
what you did.

On the charge of murder
in the first degree,

for the death
of Officer Dwayne Garber,
how do you find?

We find the defendant guilty.

On the charge of murder
in the first degree,

for the death
of Officer Christopher Oren,
how do you find?

We find
the defendant guilty.

On the charge of murder
in the first degree

for the death
of Officer Frederic Colson,
how do you find?

We find
the defendant guilty.

On the charge of murder
in the first degree

for the death
of Officer Rebecca Ramos,
how do you find?

We find
the defendant guilty.

Best case, he gets
four life sentences.

Worst case, he gets
four consecutive 25s.

If the Feds still want
him, they can have him
in 100 years.

Well,
if I'm still around,
I'll testify.

It's Van Buren.

We caught a fresh one.

Detectives...

Be safe.