Motive (2013) s02e13 Episode Script
For You I Die
1 Cross: This guy's gonna lose his Husband of the Year award.
Six domestic disturbance calls in the last 12 months.
Wow.
[Knocking.]
Police officers! [Knocking.]
[A woman screams.]
[A woman screams and cries.]
[Woman screaming in terror.]
Get the hell out of my house! Angie, we got a kid here! Hey, hey, Alfonso Dyer, I'm Officer Flynn.
Do you remember me? Get the hell out of my house! [Child, sobbing.]
: Dad, stop! This is family business.
Flynn: Let's all just take a breath, okay? Back off! Or this bitch is gonna get it.
We you know you don't want to hurt anyone, Alfonso, we know.
Please help us.
Julie, no! [Screaming.]
Shut up! Okay, okay, nobody needs to get hurt.
I don't want that.
I know you don't want that, okay? What do you know about it, huh? I know times have been tough lately.
And like you said, this is about your family.
About Julie and Maria.
Okay? I wanna talk to you, but we can't talk like this, man, you gotta put the gun down.
Please I will you shut your face! Hey, hey, hey! Hey You want to take a run at someone, why don't you take a run at me, huh? Look at me.
There is no way that this ends well for you.
So don't be stupid [Maria screams.]
and put the gun down! Let mom go! Julie, no! [Fires shot.]
[Julie screams.]
[Shots blast.]
[Julie screams.]
[Julie sobbing.]
: Mommy Flynn: This is Officer Flynn.
I have two gunshot victims.
We need an ambulance ASAP.
Julie: Mommy, no! Okay I need you to stay back, Julie, okay, honey? It's gonna be all right.
[Sighing heavily.]
She's the same age as Manny.
Now both her parents are dead.
Did we screw up in there? No.
No, listen to me.
You can't start thinking like that.
Okay? He shot first.
[Whispers.]
What? You want me to lie? Listen, we need to get our stories straight, and he shot first.
Got it? Okay.
What's up with her? First kill.
Oh, man I owe you a drink, buddy.
Yeah? What for? Scraping up another piece of crap off the streets.
Our jobs just got a little easier.
Cross: That's ancient history.
It has nothing to do with the League Biker trial, and, honestly, that is all I care about putting away 70 dirtbags for drug and human trafficking.
Exactly what the defense is determined to stop by attacking the undercover officer in charge of the bust.
They'll try to discredit your record.
And the Dyer shooting is part of your record, as is Angie.
Meaning? Back in the day, you two had a reputation.
Yeah, for getting results.
For being cowboys.
Our arrest record speaks for itself.
All right, so you and Officer Flynn answered a domestic disturbance call Yes, at 1201 North Rossmore.
An address we were familiar with from previous calls.
Mark, focus.
I am.
On the case.
And once you discovered Alfonso Dyer was holding Maria and her daughter, Julie, hostage My partner and I backed off immediately.
You backed off, as to not inflame an already dangerous situation.
As to not inflame an already dangerous situation.
Keep going.
Officer Flynn was about to call for back-up when Alfonso Dyer shot his wife dead.
The suspect then turned his weapon on myself and my partner.
Officer Flynn and I fired simultaneously on the suspect, killing him.
And that's it? That's it.
And when Angie gets on that stand, she'll support that story? That is the official record.
Mark, this is your career we're talking about.
The defense has subpoenaed her.
I need to be prepared for anything that will contradict your story.
You do, too.
I am.
[Shutter clicking.]
My God, Samantha.
I just didn't want to believe it.
I know.
Strangulation? Looks that way.
The trachea appears to be crushed.
All the other bruising is consistent with a struggle.
Sexual assault? Prelim says no.
Wait There's something in her mouth.
A burned match.
Yeah.
The League of Nations signature.
The Biker gang? - So we could be looking at a hit.
- Mm-hmm.
[Shutter clicking.]
Yeah, exactly.
Oh, no, Mark You can't come in here.
You gotta leave the room.
Come on.
With me, come on.
Come on.
[Typing.]
The cleaning lady discovered the body this morning when she came to work at 8:00 AM.
Front door was locked.
She used her key.
Okay, did she see anything, or anyone, suspicious? She said no.
She just went into the bedroom and she found Miss Turner.
Signs of forced entry? No.
So Samantha opened the door to her killer.
Someone she knew? Possibly.
[Chuckling.]
It's good to see you in the old joint again.
Yeah, I've just been busy is all, you know, new gig.
You had me worried there.
I thought the suits were turning you into a tightass.
[Laughing.]
No, man.
Just got a lot on my mind is all.
What, are you worried about the League of Nations trial? I hear you're talking to Samantha Turner today.
Yeah, trial prep.
Yeah.
She's going to ask a lot of questions, Slater.
And not just about the league trial.
What do you mean? What else? Well me.
Yeah? All the way back to the Dyer shooting.
You're kidding me, man.
That was what, like, 10 years ago? - I know.
- What's up? Aw, nothing, nothing, just, uh, she's gonna ask you a lot of questions.
Hey, whatever happens, I got your back.
[Clinking bottles.]
I know you do.
We couldn't get together last night.
We both were too busy, but we were supposed to have dinner tonight.
Vega: I'm sorry, I hate to do this, but I have to ask.
Was she seeing anybody else? No forced entry? No, sir.
Was she seeing No.
Okay.
So things were Look, it had been about six months.
Obviously, we couldn't talk about it at the office, but Yeah, things were good.
Sounds like the cops are the ones on trial here.
The league's defense is claiming entrapment.
Right, yeah, we put those girls into the cargo container.
So you're prepared to testify that you followed proper procedural guidelines during the arrest and seizure of the League of Nations headquarters? Of course.
And what can you tell me about the undercover officer in charge, Mark Cross? What do you mean? Did he also follow proper procedure? Absolutely.
Detective Slater, you were also present at a crime scene several years ago.
The shooting death of Alfonso Dyer and his girlfriend, Maria.
Is this part of the trial prep? Humor me.
All right.
Was there anything about that incident that struck you as odd, or unusual? Look, I was the first responder on the scene after the shooting.
You've read the report.
And in your opinion, did Cross follow proper procedure? You read the report.
All right, then, about the league bust, I'd like to go over the particulars of the evidence that was recovered.
Hey, Julie.
How was your night? Oh, my God.
Great.
All right.
Okay Coffee? Thank you.
Today's special is eggs, two pieces of toast, and your choice of bacon or ham.
You're Julie Dyer, right? Yes.
[Chuckles awkwardly.]
I'm Greg Conrad, with the prosecutor's office.
Prosecutors? Yeah, I realize this is a sensitive issue, but I need to talk to you about what happened 10 years ago, the death of your parents.
I'm working.
Top you up a little bit.
[Disguised voice.]
: If you don't back off, bitch, I'm going to rip out your heart and shove it down your throat.
Lucas: That was just one of the messages from Samantha's voicemail.
There's been several like that over the past couple of days, and with that electronic filter, they can't even tell if it's a man or a woman.
All right, well, see if IT can unscramble it.
Vega: Thank you, sir, we'll take it from here.
Just do it, Lucas.
And I want a records trace for the last six months, do you got it? I don't want to see a number without a name beside it.
I'll get IT on this right away.
Somebody's got to ask him.
Ask him what? If he has an alibi.
You think he's a suspect? You don't? I'm not a man who usually listens to rumors.
But in this case Yeah, it's true.
Samantha and I were in a relationship.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you, sir, um I've requested extra manpower, extended shifts.
Hey, Mark, you've got to hand this one off.
Appreciate your concern, sir, but I think the best thing for me right now is just to keep working, if it's a matter of budgetary approval, or something Not at all.
But you're compromised.
You're not pulling me.
I have no choice.
You were in a relationship with the lead prosecutor in the upcoming League of Nations trial.
A trial in which you are the star witness.
That's bad enough.
But now the prosecutor turns up dead.
And all signs point to a league hit.
Look, I'm sorry.
Look, I spent two years undercover with these bastards.
Who better to nail them, hmm? Boyd, don't do this.
It's already done.
Then undo it! Don't make me suspend you, Mark.
[Loud operatic music plays.]
[Sighs heavily.]
Hey.
Hey! Hey.
How's Mark? Officially off the case.
Yeah, I can't imagine what's going through his head right now.
So what do you got for us? Well, I finished my exam and there is no sign of sexual assault.
Thank God.
Yeah.
The trachea was crushed, as were three cervical vertebrae.
With bare hands? Tox screen? Tox screen was clear.
There was no evidence of drugs or alcohol in Samantha's system.
Well, you didn't call us down here for no news.
I did not.
I did find something odd.
What? Well It's what the lab identified as commercial-grade shower gel.
Soap? Mm-hmm.
So she took a shower.
After she died.
The soap was found in the indentations of her neck.
So the killer washed her after he killed her? Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying.
I can be a bit of an ass sometimes.
I've noticed.
Okay, so maybe this league trial is worrying me a little more than I thought.
I'm sorry I was short yesterday.
When I poke and prod, it's nothing compared to what the defense will do.
I mean, this is your career on the line.
I'm only trying to protect you.
If the defense can prove you've lied in other cases, you've wasted two years undercover.
I know.
I know, and look, I don't want to fight.
Ever again.
You know, Mark, all that time in undercover, pretending to be someone else, telling lies like they're the truth, having to believe they are the truth Sometimes, I wonder.
What? If I can really believe anything you say.
So no hair, fiber, or skin underneath her nails.
Obviously, the body was washed to clean away the evidence.
Yeah, that does not speak to a crime of opportunity or passion.
That's a very deliberate act.
Yeah, and I don't remember any previous league hits being that thorough.
No, but maybe because the stakes are so high.
You know, I mean, this case could take them all down.
Still no luck from I on the voicemails.
Okay.
Hey, I never heard of this burnt-match signature before.
Was that ever publicized? No, but if a rival gang member ever found it, they knew the league was responsible.
Intimidation tactic? Oh, yeah, for the past 10 years, Virgil Maddox has run the league with an iron fist.
That's one way to breed loyalty.
And fear.
If the league ordered a hit on Samantha, it had to come from Virgil Maddox.
Had to.
Dozens of violent attacks on rival gang members in the last 10 years Self defense.
Multiple murders Alleged.
Drug trafficking, human trafficking Ugly rumors.
You've been a busy guy, Virgil.
Must be nice to get away from it all in this fine establishment.
Not really.
Room service sucks.
Well, we'll put in a word with the concierge for you.
Are you nervous about the upcoming trial? Yeah, I'm having a tough time trying to figure out what to wear, actually.
[Chuckling.]
That's funny.
You're a funny guy.
You're smart, too.
Ordering the hit on Samantha Turner, that wasn't smart.
It was just stupid.
Ordering the hit? What do I look like to you, Tony Soprano? In case you haven't noticed, I don't get out much anymore.
Yeah, but that doesn't mean you can't keep your hand in.
Right? I mean, we know how this works.
You pay off a guard, you make a quick phone call.
Oh, what, did Cross sic you on me? [Chuckles.]
Aw, man, I pity you.
Especially now he's got the power of the office behind him.
You got something you want to say about Sergeant Cross? Not all the bad guys are on the inside.
Some freaks just get off on wearing a badge.
Oh, I know.
I know 'em well.
Samantha Turner had the league signature, that burned match on her tongue.
No way did that come from me.
I'm the last person who'd want to see Turner dead.
And why is that? Because she was working with me.
Working how? I was getting ready to cop a plea.
Yeah, thanks.
So the prosecutor's office confirms Maddox's story.
There is no honor among thieves.
There's that.
You know, if Maddox is flipping, you know there's going to be a power vacuum at the head of the organization.
You think that the others knew and they were getting ready for him to roll over on them? - Mm-hmm.
- No, he'd want to keep that secret.
Here we go.
You have a problem with me being here, detective? Hey, he knows the league, okay? So, uh, what are you saying, someone in the organization wanted to impress Maddox, score points? It could've been a power play.
With Maddox out of the game, there's gonna be a scramble for a new leader.
Right, prosecutor's a high-profile hit.
Easy way to make a name for yourself.
Lucas: I've been checking the prison visitors log, and one name keeps coming up over and over again.
Grace Dinard? [Mutters ruefully.]
Grace You know her? Yeah, it's Virgil Maddox's old lady.
She's currently out on bail.
Maybe she was his messenger.
More than likely she's trying to consolidate power.
Maddox trusted her a lot more than he should have.
He wasn't the only prisoner that she was visiting.
Well, lookee there.
[Door slams.]
[Glass shatters.]
[Club beat music thumping.]
I'll take this side.
Yeah.
I'm saving those seats for friends.
Well, in that case, I'm your friend.
In that case, I was just leaving.
Oh, well, that, uh, that would be rude.
Yeah.
No, breaking all your fingers would be rude.
Really rude.
Have a seat.
So, you visited the prison every day for the last few weeks.
Well, it's like the song says, gotta stand by your man.
Oh, or don't you have one? Aw, that really hurts.
I can understand you going to see Virgil but the last couple of times, you went to see another inmate.
It was an Arnold Eastlake.
In for fraud, identity theft, et cetera.
Does that ring a bell? Sure.
Arnie's a friend.
Hmm, but you're his only friend.
For his whole term in there, you're the only visitor he ever had.
So what? So two days ago, Arnie's term was up.
He was released.
Lucky Arnie.
Vega: No, really lucky Arnie.
You know, the same day, his mother's mortgage was suddenly paid off.
And then he skips town.
Maybe he won the lottery.
All he had to do was kill a prosecutor.
IT finished analyzing Samantha's phone.
They traced all the numbers that left threatening voicemails.
Burner cell, right? Yeah, but then they found this.
It's a list of emails.
So? Just because you die doesn't mean you stop receiving emails.
Yeah, but that isn't a list of received emails, that is a list of sent emails.
Wait a minute, from her phone? After she died.
Her phone's been hacked.
They've been forwarding her emails to another computer.
Who's reading these emails? So the prison payoff wasn't for a hit.
You didn't buy out Arnie Eastlake to murder Samantha.
Told you I was innocent.
You paid him to hack into Samantha's phone.
Phone hacking? Do I look like a politician? Our IT department traced a series of forwarded emails.
Emails from Samantha Turner's phone that were sent after she died.
Sent to your IP address.
We're waiting on a warrant for your computer now.
What were you looking for in the emails? Can I get a coffee? That's all you've got to say? Until my lawyer gets here.
I like it black.
[Sighing heavily.]
Not talking, is she? Waiting for her attorney.
Look, I know the league mouthpiece, and once he gets hold of Grace, you got nothing This is not your case, sir.
I know the league.
And I know Grace.
Two minutes.
Okay, two minutes.
Wow, okay.
Angie, I need you to listen to me.
You realize you letting him in there jeopardizes the entire case, right? Come on, we need her to talk.
No, we actually, we don't need her to talk.
You know what, partner, I've got your back.
I always have your back, but Me, I can't support this.
I can't-I can't do it.
Yeah, okay, fair enough.
Hello, Gracie.
It's been a while.
Ever since you sold us out.
Sold me out.
Hey! I'm done in here! Open the door! No.
I think you're going to want to talk to me, Grace.
[Chuckles ruefully.]
Virgil always said he had a bad feeling about you.
He was just worried I was trying to take over.
Even after two years, he never really trusted you.
But I did.
You know, I couldn't have done what I did without the information you gave me.
That's not all I gave you.
Well, now, come on.
I didn't take anything you weren't willing to give.
It wasn't personal.
This is.
What do you know about Samantha's murder, Grace? Go to hell.
[Sighs heavily.]
[Whispers.]
Grace you know, right now, Virgil's not sure where the leak came from in his operation.
He can't quite figure out how we knew when to hit.
I don't know, he probably thinks it's a coincidence that we happened to show up on the very same day that his shipments from Columbia and Portland arrived.
He also doesn't know about our little arrangement.
So let me ask you this, when he finds out, how much do you think your life is worth, huh? You really are scum.
Okay.
I was hacking the prosecutor's phone.
Why? I figured Virgil might try to sell us all out, save his own ass.
Looks like you were right about that one.
Your prosecutor offered him the deal.
Full immunity.
He had something she was desperate to get her hands on.
What? All I know is she seemed to be losing faith in her star witness.
You were reading her emails.
And tailing her.
Watching who went to her office.
And her home.
You've been spending a lot of time there, haven't you? Late nights.
Early mornings.
Screwing the prosecutor, too? You really are a piece of work.
Were you there the night Samantha was murdered? You see anyone? Oh, yeah.
Hey, hey, talk to me, Grace! Don't touch me! Tell me, Grace.
[Sniffs.]
It was dark, but I saw an unmarked cop car pull up.
A guy got out, went to her apartment.
Short time later, he was booting it out of there like his ass was on fire.
Describe him.
Didn't get a good look at his face.
He was, uh, wearing a ball cap and a leather jacket.
Just like you used to wear.
So Sergeant Cross why'd you kill your girlfriend? That was, uh that was a mistake letting you in there.
I let you in there because I thought you were going to get something from her.
That bitch is lying.
I wasn't at Sam's that night.
Okay then, where were you? I have to ask you now.
I was at home.
Sleeping alone.
Look, you don't actually believe her, do you? No.
No, I don't.
Wow.
[Slams cup down.]
Thanks for the vote of confidence.
Mark Julie Dyer? I've got nothing to say to you.
It's nothing personal, but you're more use to me dead.
Hey, about, uh about what happened earlier Angie, the victim is Julie Dyer.
Crushed trachea, just like Samantha's.
Oh, my God, it is her.
Also, the bruising is consistent with gloves.
The handprint size matches the one found on Samantha's body.
Same MO.
Same killer? Except there was no match found in the mouth.
When was she killed? Uh, rigor puts it two to four hours ago.
Two to four hours ago? Where was Cross? [Breathing shakily.]
Julie's name was in Samantha's files.
She may have been trying to contact her about the Dyer case.
Yeah, we know Samantha was digging into the case, and she suddenly ends up dead.
And then Julie, the only witness to the Dyer shooting is killed.
Hey We both know where you were when Julie was killed.
[Telephone rings.]
[Sighs heavily.]
Yup? Right away, sir.
I gotta go.
Flynn: I don't know where he is.
Boyd: You know I don't like asking you to do this.
So, please, don't ask.
The defense subpoenaed Julie Dyer.
Yup.
They thought she knew something that could derail the case.
So? So Cross' computer records show he looked up Julie's file just this morning.
Why would he do that? There could be any number of reasons.
Angie, I need you to find Cross and bring him in.
[Screaming.]
[Blows thud.]
[Screaming and struggling.]
[Door opens.]
Julie Dyer was killed tonight.
How? Strangled.
Same as Samantha.
Here to arrest me, Angie? You really believe that I could kill her? Your computer accessed her files today, Mark.
It wasn't me.
[Sighs.]
You still haven't forgiven me for the Dyer shooting This is not about that.
No, it is all about that! That day.
Because that is when all the lies started for both of us.
Dammit, Mark.
I'm putting everything on the line for you.
Focus.
Whoever killed Samantha made it look like a league hit.
But that theory doesn't hold water.
It starts to fall apart.
Besides, the murder of one prosecutor doesn't stop a trial.
Right, so why? Why kill Samantha? Because she had specialized knowledge.
Something that could I don't know, something that could hurt someone.
Right, so why did Julie Dyer have to die? She was an eight-year-old hiding behind a couch.
Julie's name was in Sam's files.
But there's nothing that links Julie with the League of Nations case, so what's the connection? [Chuckles ruefully.]
What's the connection? Me.
I'm the connection.
You're digging your own grave here.
I know that, but don't you understand, it doesn't add up otherwise.
Whoever killed Samantha knew about the league signature, the match.
And if you believe that the league is not responsible for Sam's death who else could've known about the match? A cop.
We're looking for another cop.
Meet Doug Slater.
Undercover officer.
He worked on a league takedown with Cross.
I know Slater.
We go back.
He was the first responder when we called in the Dyer shooting 10 years ago.
Yeah, according to Samantha's notes, she questioned Slater about the Dyer shooting.
And the league take-down.
Mm-hmm.
So he shows up in both cases.
Wait a minute, what was that? The 5.
2 form of all the evidence that was logged in from the league bust, that's signed by Cross.
Now, over here, we have this signed statement by Virgil Maddox as part of his plea listing everything that the cops seized, and these two do not match.
Half the evidence wasn't logged.
What's that tell you? That's a reason to kill.
Flynn: Doug Slater.
Yeah, worked undercover together.
What about him? You two have a beef? Why? When's the last time you saw him? We grabbed a beer a few weeks ago.
He's the last person Samantha interviewed.
He worked the league case with you, and he knew about the Dyer case.
Wait, wait, wait, Slater? No, why would he kill Sam? Or Julie? I-I don't know, but we're getting a warrant for his apartment right now.
Okay, you know what, uh, grab one for his storage locker, too.
Every UC cop has one.
It's where they park their personal stuff before they go under.
Okay.
Bye.
Doug Slater.
[Chuckles warmly.]
Angie Flynn.
Yeah.
It's been a long time.
Hey, you wanna have a beer? Yeah, I'll have a beer.
Can I get a beer, please? Thank you.
You're a creature of habit, my friend.
Why, did you come looking for me? Yeah, I did.
Yeah? Thanks.
Well, here we go.
Cheers.
Wanted to ask you a few questions about, uh, about Samantha Turner.
Oh, the, um, prosecutor who got killed? Yeah, yeah, you talked to her a few days ago, right? Yeah, about the, um, the league bust.
I was there when it went down, along with Cross.
Oh, yeah, that's right.
And you know, Samantha's death looked like a league hit, till we found out that Virgil Maddox was getting ready to cop a plea.
Do you believe that? What a punk.
Yeah.
But who else would know about the league signature, the match on the tongue? I don't know, we'd know.
Cops know, the gangs know.
But why would a cop want a prosecutor dead? Unless he's being investigated by her? But you're not going where I think you're going? Cross? Yeah, I mean, I hate to say it, but it looks that way.
All right then, about the league bust.
I'd like to go over the particulars of the evidence that was recovered.
And what particulars? Virgil Maddox's accounts don't tally with what was actually recovered in the raid.
You're assuming a gang leader keeps good books? The league channels millions of dollars every year.
They've got impeccable records.
Point is, there's a lot missing.
So, again, I ask you, did the undercover officer in charge follow proper procedure? Of course.
Flynn: When we talked to Virgil Maddox in prison, he knew someone stole from the league.
He's betrayed by Cross, so he suspects him.
But we also got a witness who saw Cross going into Samantha's building that night.
I can't believe it, man.
Neither can I.
[Cocks assault rifle.]
Listen, you were at the Dyer shooting, right? Yeah.
I need you to help me.
What's the connection between Julie Dyer and Samantha's death? [Cell phone rings.]
Excuse me.
Flynn.
Lucas: Yeah, it's all here.
Guns, drugs, money.
Yeah? How much? Guesstimating somewhere north of 750k.
Okay.
Thanks for that.
Sorry about that.
You undercover guys, you live complicated lives, huh? [Chuckles.]
Why do you say that? Well, I mean, sometimes, you're undercover for years at a time.
Yeah.
What do you do with all your stuff? [Laughs.]
[Laughing together.]
I don't have a lot of stuff, man.
You rent a storage locker, though.
Yeah.
Yeah, it's you.
You're the connection.
Hey, you got nothing on me.
I got a storage locker full of your retirement fund, my friend.
[Glass shatters.]
Mark? You just had to keep poking.
[Yelps in pain.]
Too afraid it was your boyfriend, Cross? He was dirty, but it wasn't Cross.
Right? [Screaming.]
No! [Grunting with effort.]
[Blows thuds.]
[Growling in anger.]
Enjoy your beer.
Hey.
Where you going, Doug? It's over.
Doug.
[Glasses shattering.]
Hey! Everybody get down on the ground, please.
I'm a police officer.
Back off.
Move to the front entrance, please, sir.
Lower your weapon.
Lower your weapon.
No.
Where are you gonna go? You gonna run out the back? That exit's covered.
I'm not going to prison, no way.
Lower your weapon.
No! What's it gonna take for you to come in with me, Doug.
Because you're coming in with me.
I'm not coming in with you.
Oh, I see, you want me to kill you? You want me to shoot you? Well, I'm not going to do it.
Too many people have died.
I am not shooting you.
Lower your weapon.
Come in with me, and I'll do the best I can to protect you.
We both know how that's gonna end up, all right? I am done.
I'm done! [Shot cracks.]
[Breathing hard.]
You okay? [Whispering.]
Yeah.
You all right? Uh, yeah.
Hey.
Hey Angie It's over.
Thank you.
It's over.
[Door opens.]
We got him.
How are you? [Clears throat awkwardly.]
I was going to ask her after the trial.
Oh, Mark, I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry, too.
You know, for everything.
For all the secrets.
The lies.
I think it's time to tell the truth.
Partner Hey, I got your text.
[Chuckles.]
Look at you, with the badge and the booze, meeting in the middle of the night.
I like it.
You've been a good partner.
Well, I have my moments.
You too.
[Clinking mugs.]
You okay? Yeah, I'm all right.
I mean [Exhales.]
You know, the truth is, I, um I don't think I ever knew what to expect from the job.
I mean, you spend your first couple years just faking it as a rookie, and then you rank up, and then you pray, that, along the way, you find a partner that you can, uh that you can, uh What? [Chuckles awkwardly.]
that you can learn from, Angie.
Every day.
[Laughing.]
Oh I put you in a bad a bad position, Vega.
You knew I lied, and you covered for me the same way I covered for Cross.
I'm I'm a mess.
I'm always going to be a mess.
I don't want to ask you to clean up my messes.
I can't do that.
How do How do we move forward? [Sighs heavily.]
I don't think I can, Vega.
Six domestic disturbance calls in the last 12 months.
Wow.
[Knocking.]
Police officers! [Knocking.]
[A woman screams.]
[A woman screams and cries.]
[Woman screaming in terror.]
Get the hell out of my house! Angie, we got a kid here! Hey, hey, Alfonso Dyer, I'm Officer Flynn.
Do you remember me? Get the hell out of my house! [Child, sobbing.]
: Dad, stop! This is family business.
Flynn: Let's all just take a breath, okay? Back off! Or this bitch is gonna get it.
We you know you don't want to hurt anyone, Alfonso, we know.
Please help us.
Julie, no! [Screaming.]
Shut up! Okay, okay, nobody needs to get hurt.
I don't want that.
I know you don't want that, okay? What do you know about it, huh? I know times have been tough lately.
And like you said, this is about your family.
About Julie and Maria.
Okay? I wanna talk to you, but we can't talk like this, man, you gotta put the gun down.
Please I will you shut your face! Hey, hey, hey! Hey You want to take a run at someone, why don't you take a run at me, huh? Look at me.
There is no way that this ends well for you.
So don't be stupid [Maria screams.]
and put the gun down! Let mom go! Julie, no! [Fires shot.]
[Julie screams.]
[Shots blast.]
[Julie screams.]
[Julie sobbing.]
: Mommy Flynn: This is Officer Flynn.
I have two gunshot victims.
We need an ambulance ASAP.
Julie: Mommy, no! Okay I need you to stay back, Julie, okay, honey? It's gonna be all right.
[Sighing heavily.]
She's the same age as Manny.
Now both her parents are dead.
Did we screw up in there? No.
No, listen to me.
You can't start thinking like that.
Okay? He shot first.
[Whispers.]
What? You want me to lie? Listen, we need to get our stories straight, and he shot first.
Got it? Okay.
What's up with her? First kill.
Oh, man I owe you a drink, buddy.
Yeah? What for? Scraping up another piece of crap off the streets.
Our jobs just got a little easier.
Cross: That's ancient history.
It has nothing to do with the League Biker trial, and, honestly, that is all I care about putting away 70 dirtbags for drug and human trafficking.
Exactly what the defense is determined to stop by attacking the undercover officer in charge of the bust.
They'll try to discredit your record.
And the Dyer shooting is part of your record, as is Angie.
Meaning? Back in the day, you two had a reputation.
Yeah, for getting results.
For being cowboys.
Our arrest record speaks for itself.
All right, so you and Officer Flynn answered a domestic disturbance call Yes, at 1201 North Rossmore.
An address we were familiar with from previous calls.
Mark, focus.
I am.
On the case.
And once you discovered Alfonso Dyer was holding Maria and her daughter, Julie, hostage My partner and I backed off immediately.
You backed off, as to not inflame an already dangerous situation.
As to not inflame an already dangerous situation.
Keep going.
Officer Flynn was about to call for back-up when Alfonso Dyer shot his wife dead.
The suspect then turned his weapon on myself and my partner.
Officer Flynn and I fired simultaneously on the suspect, killing him.
And that's it? That's it.
And when Angie gets on that stand, she'll support that story? That is the official record.
Mark, this is your career we're talking about.
The defense has subpoenaed her.
I need to be prepared for anything that will contradict your story.
You do, too.
I am.
[Shutter clicking.]
My God, Samantha.
I just didn't want to believe it.
I know.
Strangulation? Looks that way.
The trachea appears to be crushed.
All the other bruising is consistent with a struggle.
Sexual assault? Prelim says no.
Wait There's something in her mouth.
A burned match.
Yeah.
The League of Nations signature.
The Biker gang? - So we could be looking at a hit.
- Mm-hmm.
[Shutter clicking.]
Yeah, exactly.
Oh, no, Mark You can't come in here.
You gotta leave the room.
Come on.
With me, come on.
Come on.
[Typing.]
The cleaning lady discovered the body this morning when she came to work at 8:00 AM.
Front door was locked.
She used her key.
Okay, did she see anything, or anyone, suspicious? She said no.
She just went into the bedroom and she found Miss Turner.
Signs of forced entry? No.
So Samantha opened the door to her killer.
Someone she knew? Possibly.
[Chuckling.]
It's good to see you in the old joint again.
Yeah, I've just been busy is all, you know, new gig.
You had me worried there.
I thought the suits were turning you into a tightass.
[Laughing.]
No, man.
Just got a lot on my mind is all.
What, are you worried about the League of Nations trial? I hear you're talking to Samantha Turner today.
Yeah, trial prep.
Yeah.
She's going to ask a lot of questions, Slater.
And not just about the league trial.
What do you mean? What else? Well me.
Yeah? All the way back to the Dyer shooting.
You're kidding me, man.
That was what, like, 10 years ago? - I know.
- What's up? Aw, nothing, nothing, just, uh, she's gonna ask you a lot of questions.
Hey, whatever happens, I got your back.
[Clinking bottles.]
I know you do.
We couldn't get together last night.
We both were too busy, but we were supposed to have dinner tonight.
Vega: I'm sorry, I hate to do this, but I have to ask.
Was she seeing anybody else? No forced entry? No, sir.
Was she seeing No.
Okay.
So things were Look, it had been about six months.
Obviously, we couldn't talk about it at the office, but Yeah, things were good.
Sounds like the cops are the ones on trial here.
The league's defense is claiming entrapment.
Right, yeah, we put those girls into the cargo container.
So you're prepared to testify that you followed proper procedural guidelines during the arrest and seizure of the League of Nations headquarters? Of course.
And what can you tell me about the undercover officer in charge, Mark Cross? What do you mean? Did he also follow proper procedure? Absolutely.
Detective Slater, you were also present at a crime scene several years ago.
The shooting death of Alfonso Dyer and his girlfriend, Maria.
Is this part of the trial prep? Humor me.
All right.
Was there anything about that incident that struck you as odd, or unusual? Look, I was the first responder on the scene after the shooting.
You've read the report.
And in your opinion, did Cross follow proper procedure? You read the report.
All right, then, about the league bust, I'd like to go over the particulars of the evidence that was recovered.
Hey, Julie.
How was your night? Oh, my God.
Great.
All right.
Okay Coffee? Thank you.
Today's special is eggs, two pieces of toast, and your choice of bacon or ham.
You're Julie Dyer, right? Yes.
[Chuckles awkwardly.]
I'm Greg Conrad, with the prosecutor's office.
Prosecutors? Yeah, I realize this is a sensitive issue, but I need to talk to you about what happened 10 years ago, the death of your parents.
I'm working.
Top you up a little bit.
[Disguised voice.]
: If you don't back off, bitch, I'm going to rip out your heart and shove it down your throat.
Lucas: That was just one of the messages from Samantha's voicemail.
There's been several like that over the past couple of days, and with that electronic filter, they can't even tell if it's a man or a woman.
All right, well, see if IT can unscramble it.
Vega: Thank you, sir, we'll take it from here.
Just do it, Lucas.
And I want a records trace for the last six months, do you got it? I don't want to see a number without a name beside it.
I'll get IT on this right away.
Somebody's got to ask him.
Ask him what? If he has an alibi.
You think he's a suspect? You don't? I'm not a man who usually listens to rumors.
But in this case Yeah, it's true.
Samantha and I were in a relationship.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you, sir, um I've requested extra manpower, extended shifts.
Hey, Mark, you've got to hand this one off.
Appreciate your concern, sir, but I think the best thing for me right now is just to keep working, if it's a matter of budgetary approval, or something Not at all.
But you're compromised.
You're not pulling me.
I have no choice.
You were in a relationship with the lead prosecutor in the upcoming League of Nations trial.
A trial in which you are the star witness.
That's bad enough.
But now the prosecutor turns up dead.
And all signs point to a league hit.
Look, I'm sorry.
Look, I spent two years undercover with these bastards.
Who better to nail them, hmm? Boyd, don't do this.
It's already done.
Then undo it! Don't make me suspend you, Mark.
[Loud operatic music plays.]
[Sighs heavily.]
Hey.
Hey! Hey.
How's Mark? Officially off the case.
Yeah, I can't imagine what's going through his head right now.
So what do you got for us? Well, I finished my exam and there is no sign of sexual assault.
Thank God.
Yeah.
The trachea was crushed, as were three cervical vertebrae.
With bare hands? Tox screen? Tox screen was clear.
There was no evidence of drugs or alcohol in Samantha's system.
Well, you didn't call us down here for no news.
I did not.
I did find something odd.
What? Well It's what the lab identified as commercial-grade shower gel.
Soap? Mm-hmm.
So she took a shower.
After she died.
The soap was found in the indentations of her neck.
So the killer washed her after he killed her? Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying.
I can be a bit of an ass sometimes.
I've noticed.
Okay, so maybe this league trial is worrying me a little more than I thought.
I'm sorry I was short yesterday.
When I poke and prod, it's nothing compared to what the defense will do.
I mean, this is your career on the line.
I'm only trying to protect you.
If the defense can prove you've lied in other cases, you've wasted two years undercover.
I know.
I know, and look, I don't want to fight.
Ever again.
You know, Mark, all that time in undercover, pretending to be someone else, telling lies like they're the truth, having to believe they are the truth Sometimes, I wonder.
What? If I can really believe anything you say.
So no hair, fiber, or skin underneath her nails.
Obviously, the body was washed to clean away the evidence.
Yeah, that does not speak to a crime of opportunity or passion.
That's a very deliberate act.
Yeah, and I don't remember any previous league hits being that thorough.
No, but maybe because the stakes are so high.
You know, I mean, this case could take them all down.
Still no luck from I on the voicemails.
Okay.
Hey, I never heard of this burnt-match signature before.
Was that ever publicized? No, but if a rival gang member ever found it, they knew the league was responsible.
Intimidation tactic? Oh, yeah, for the past 10 years, Virgil Maddox has run the league with an iron fist.
That's one way to breed loyalty.
And fear.
If the league ordered a hit on Samantha, it had to come from Virgil Maddox.
Had to.
Dozens of violent attacks on rival gang members in the last 10 years Self defense.
Multiple murders Alleged.
Drug trafficking, human trafficking Ugly rumors.
You've been a busy guy, Virgil.
Must be nice to get away from it all in this fine establishment.
Not really.
Room service sucks.
Well, we'll put in a word with the concierge for you.
Are you nervous about the upcoming trial? Yeah, I'm having a tough time trying to figure out what to wear, actually.
[Chuckling.]
That's funny.
You're a funny guy.
You're smart, too.
Ordering the hit on Samantha Turner, that wasn't smart.
It was just stupid.
Ordering the hit? What do I look like to you, Tony Soprano? In case you haven't noticed, I don't get out much anymore.
Yeah, but that doesn't mean you can't keep your hand in.
Right? I mean, we know how this works.
You pay off a guard, you make a quick phone call.
Oh, what, did Cross sic you on me? [Chuckles.]
Aw, man, I pity you.
Especially now he's got the power of the office behind him.
You got something you want to say about Sergeant Cross? Not all the bad guys are on the inside.
Some freaks just get off on wearing a badge.
Oh, I know.
I know 'em well.
Samantha Turner had the league signature, that burned match on her tongue.
No way did that come from me.
I'm the last person who'd want to see Turner dead.
And why is that? Because she was working with me.
Working how? I was getting ready to cop a plea.
Yeah, thanks.
So the prosecutor's office confirms Maddox's story.
There is no honor among thieves.
There's that.
You know, if Maddox is flipping, you know there's going to be a power vacuum at the head of the organization.
You think that the others knew and they were getting ready for him to roll over on them? - Mm-hmm.
- No, he'd want to keep that secret.
Here we go.
You have a problem with me being here, detective? Hey, he knows the league, okay? So, uh, what are you saying, someone in the organization wanted to impress Maddox, score points? It could've been a power play.
With Maddox out of the game, there's gonna be a scramble for a new leader.
Right, prosecutor's a high-profile hit.
Easy way to make a name for yourself.
Lucas: I've been checking the prison visitors log, and one name keeps coming up over and over again.
Grace Dinard? [Mutters ruefully.]
Grace You know her? Yeah, it's Virgil Maddox's old lady.
She's currently out on bail.
Maybe she was his messenger.
More than likely she's trying to consolidate power.
Maddox trusted her a lot more than he should have.
He wasn't the only prisoner that she was visiting.
Well, lookee there.
[Door slams.]
[Glass shatters.]
[Club beat music thumping.]
I'll take this side.
Yeah.
I'm saving those seats for friends.
Well, in that case, I'm your friend.
In that case, I was just leaving.
Oh, well, that, uh, that would be rude.
Yeah.
No, breaking all your fingers would be rude.
Really rude.
Have a seat.
So, you visited the prison every day for the last few weeks.
Well, it's like the song says, gotta stand by your man.
Oh, or don't you have one? Aw, that really hurts.
I can understand you going to see Virgil but the last couple of times, you went to see another inmate.
It was an Arnold Eastlake.
In for fraud, identity theft, et cetera.
Does that ring a bell? Sure.
Arnie's a friend.
Hmm, but you're his only friend.
For his whole term in there, you're the only visitor he ever had.
So what? So two days ago, Arnie's term was up.
He was released.
Lucky Arnie.
Vega: No, really lucky Arnie.
You know, the same day, his mother's mortgage was suddenly paid off.
And then he skips town.
Maybe he won the lottery.
All he had to do was kill a prosecutor.
IT finished analyzing Samantha's phone.
They traced all the numbers that left threatening voicemails.
Burner cell, right? Yeah, but then they found this.
It's a list of emails.
So? Just because you die doesn't mean you stop receiving emails.
Yeah, but that isn't a list of received emails, that is a list of sent emails.
Wait a minute, from her phone? After she died.
Her phone's been hacked.
They've been forwarding her emails to another computer.
Who's reading these emails? So the prison payoff wasn't for a hit.
You didn't buy out Arnie Eastlake to murder Samantha.
Told you I was innocent.
You paid him to hack into Samantha's phone.
Phone hacking? Do I look like a politician? Our IT department traced a series of forwarded emails.
Emails from Samantha Turner's phone that were sent after she died.
Sent to your IP address.
We're waiting on a warrant for your computer now.
What were you looking for in the emails? Can I get a coffee? That's all you've got to say? Until my lawyer gets here.
I like it black.
[Sighing heavily.]
Not talking, is she? Waiting for her attorney.
Look, I know the league mouthpiece, and once he gets hold of Grace, you got nothing This is not your case, sir.
I know the league.
And I know Grace.
Two minutes.
Okay, two minutes.
Wow, okay.
Angie, I need you to listen to me.
You realize you letting him in there jeopardizes the entire case, right? Come on, we need her to talk.
No, we actually, we don't need her to talk.
You know what, partner, I've got your back.
I always have your back, but Me, I can't support this.
I can't-I can't do it.
Yeah, okay, fair enough.
Hello, Gracie.
It's been a while.
Ever since you sold us out.
Sold me out.
Hey! I'm done in here! Open the door! No.
I think you're going to want to talk to me, Grace.
[Chuckles ruefully.]
Virgil always said he had a bad feeling about you.
He was just worried I was trying to take over.
Even after two years, he never really trusted you.
But I did.
You know, I couldn't have done what I did without the information you gave me.
That's not all I gave you.
Well, now, come on.
I didn't take anything you weren't willing to give.
It wasn't personal.
This is.
What do you know about Samantha's murder, Grace? Go to hell.
[Sighs heavily.]
[Whispers.]
Grace you know, right now, Virgil's not sure where the leak came from in his operation.
He can't quite figure out how we knew when to hit.
I don't know, he probably thinks it's a coincidence that we happened to show up on the very same day that his shipments from Columbia and Portland arrived.
He also doesn't know about our little arrangement.
So let me ask you this, when he finds out, how much do you think your life is worth, huh? You really are scum.
Okay.
I was hacking the prosecutor's phone.
Why? I figured Virgil might try to sell us all out, save his own ass.
Looks like you were right about that one.
Your prosecutor offered him the deal.
Full immunity.
He had something she was desperate to get her hands on.
What? All I know is she seemed to be losing faith in her star witness.
You were reading her emails.
And tailing her.
Watching who went to her office.
And her home.
You've been spending a lot of time there, haven't you? Late nights.
Early mornings.
Screwing the prosecutor, too? You really are a piece of work.
Were you there the night Samantha was murdered? You see anyone? Oh, yeah.
Hey, hey, talk to me, Grace! Don't touch me! Tell me, Grace.
[Sniffs.]
It was dark, but I saw an unmarked cop car pull up.
A guy got out, went to her apartment.
Short time later, he was booting it out of there like his ass was on fire.
Describe him.
Didn't get a good look at his face.
He was, uh, wearing a ball cap and a leather jacket.
Just like you used to wear.
So Sergeant Cross why'd you kill your girlfriend? That was, uh that was a mistake letting you in there.
I let you in there because I thought you were going to get something from her.
That bitch is lying.
I wasn't at Sam's that night.
Okay then, where were you? I have to ask you now.
I was at home.
Sleeping alone.
Look, you don't actually believe her, do you? No.
No, I don't.
Wow.
[Slams cup down.]
Thanks for the vote of confidence.
Mark Julie Dyer? I've got nothing to say to you.
It's nothing personal, but you're more use to me dead.
Hey, about, uh about what happened earlier Angie, the victim is Julie Dyer.
Crushed trachea, just like Samantha's.
Oh, my God, it is her.
Also, the bruising is consistent with gloves.
The handprint size matches the one found on Samantha's body.
Same MO.
Same killer? Except there was no match found in the mouth.
When was she killed? Uh, rigor puts it two to four hours ago.
Two to four hours ago? Where was Cross? [Breathing shakily.]
Julie's name was in Samantha's files.
She may have been trying to contact her about the Dyer case.
Yeah, we know Samantha was digging into the case, and she suddenly ends up dead.
And then Julie, the only witness to the Dyer shooting is killed.
Hey We both know where you were when Julie was killed.
[Telephone rings.]
[Sighs heavily.]
Yup? Right away, sir.
I gotta go.
Flynn: I don't know where he is.
Boyd: You know I don't like asking you to do this.
So, please, don't ask.
The defense subpoenaed Julie Dyer.
Yup.
They thought she knew something that could derail the case.
So? So Cross' computer records show he looked up Julie's file just this morning.
Why would he do that? There could be any number of reasons.
Angie, I need you to find Cross and bring him in.
[Screaming.]
[Blows thud.]
[Screaming and struggling.]
[Door opens.]
Julie Dyer was killed tonight.
How? Strangled.
Same as Samantha.
Here to arrest me, Angie? You really believe that I could kill her? Your computer accessed her files today, Mark.
It wasn't me.
[Sighs.]
You still haven't forgiven me for the Dyer shooting This is not about that.
No, it is all about that! That day.
Because that is when all the lies started for both of us.
Dammit, Mark.
I'm putting everything on the line for you.
Focus.
Whoever killed Samantha made it look like a league hit.
But that theory doesn't hold water.
It starts to fall apart.
Besides, the murder of one prosecutor doesn't stop a trial.
Right, so why? Why kill Samantha? Because she had specialized knowledge.
Something that could I don't know, something that could hurt someone.
Right, so why did Julie Dyer have to die? She was an eight-year-old hiding behind a couch.
Julie's name was in Sam's files.
But there's nothing that links Julie with the League of Nations case, so what's the connection? [Chuckles ruefully.]
What's the connection? Me.
I'm the connection.
You're digging your own grave here.
I know that, but don't you understand, it doesn't add up otherwise.
Whoever killed Samantha knew about the league signature, the match.
And if you believe that the league is not responsible for Sam's death who else could've known about the match? A cop.
We're looking for another cop.
Meet Doug Slater.
Undercover officer.
He worked on a league takedown with Cross.
I know Slater.
We go back.
He was the first responder when we called in the Dyer shooting 10 years ago.
Yeah, according to Samantha's notes, she questioned Slater about the Dyer shooting.
And the league take-down.
Mm-hmm.
So he shows up in both cases.
Wait a minute, what was that? The 5.
2 form of all the evidence that was logged in from the league bust, that's signed by Cross.
Now, over here, we have this signed statement by Virgil Maddox as part of his plea listing everything that the cops seized, and these two do not match.
Half the evidence wasn't logged.
What's that tell you? That's a reason to kill.
Flynn: Doug Slater.
Yeah, worked undercover together.
What about him? You two have a beef? Why? When's the last time you saw him? We grabbed a beer a few weeks ago.
He's the last person Samantha interviewed.
He worked the league case with you, and he knew about the Dyer case.
Wait, wait, wait, Slater? No, why would he kill Sam? Or Julie? I-I don't know, but we're getting a warrant for his apartment right now.
Okay, you know what, uh, grab one for his storage locker, too.
Every UC cop has one.
It's where they park their personal stuff before they go under.
Okay.
Bye.
Doug Slater.
[Chuckles warmly.]
Angie Flynn.
Yeah.
It's been a long time.
Hey, you wanna have a beer? Yeah, I'll have a beer.
Can I get a beer, please? Thank you.
You're a creature of habit, my friend.
Why, did you come looking for me? Yeah, I did.
Yeah? Thanks.
Well, here we go.
Cheers.
Wanted to ask you a few questions about, uh, about Samantha Turner.
Oh, the, um, prosecutor who got killed? Yeah, yeah, you talked to her a few days ago, right? Yeah, about the, um, the league bust.
I was there when it went down, along with Cross.
Oh, yeah, that's right.
And you know, Samantha's death looked like a league hit, till we found out that Virgil Maddox was getting ready to cop a plea.
Do you believe that? What a punk.
Yeah.
But who else would know about the league signature, the match on the tongue? I don't know, we'd know.
Cops know, the gangs know.
But why would a cop want a prosecutor dead? Unless he's being investigated by her? But you're not going where I think you're going? Cross? Yeah, I mean, I hate to say it, but it looks that way.
All right then, about the league bust.
I'd like to go over the particulars of the evidence that was recovered.
And what particulars? Virgil Maddox's accounts don't tally with what was actually recovered in the raid.
You're assuming a gang leader keeps good books? The league channels millions of dollars every year.
They've got impeccable records.
Point is, there's a lot missing.
So, again, I ask you, did the undercover officer in charge follow proper procedure? Of course.
Flynn: When we talked to Virgil Maddox in prison, he knew someone stole from the league.
He's betrayed by Cross, so he suspects him.
But we also got a witness who saw Cross going into Samantha's building that night.
I can't believe it, man.
Neither can I.
[Cocks assault rifle.]
Listen, you were at the Dyer shooting, right? Yeah.
I need you to help me.
What's the connection between Julie Dyer and Samantha's death? [Cell phone rings.]
Excuse me.
Flynn.
Lucas: Yeah, it's all here.
Guns, drugs, money.
Yeah? How much? Guesstimating somewhere north of 750k.
Okay.
Thanks for that.
Sorry about that.
You undercover guys, you live complicated lives, huh? [Chuckles.]
Why do you say that? Well, I mean, sometimes, you're undercover for years at a time.
Yeah.
What do you do with all your stuff? [Laughs.]
[Laughing together.]
I don't have a lot of stuff, man.
You rent a storage locker, though.
Yeah.
Yeah, it's you.
You're the connection.
Hey, you got nothing on me.
I got a storage locker full of your retirement fund, my friend.
[Glass shatters.]
Mark? You just had to keep poking.
[Yelps in pain.]
Too afraid it was your boyfriend, Cross? He was dirty, but it wasn't Cross.
Right? [Screaming.]
No! [Grunting with effort.]
[Blows thuds.]
[Growling in anger.]
Enjoy your beer.
Hey.
Where you going, Doug? It's over.
Doug.
[Glasses shattering.]
Hey! Everybody get down on the ground, please.
I'm a police officer.
Back off.
Move to the front entrance, please, sir.
Lower your weapon.
Lower your weapon.
No.
Where are you gonna go? You gonna run out the back? That exit's covered.
I'm not going to prison, no way.
Lower your weapon.
No! What's it gonna take for you to come in with me, Doug.
Because you're coming in with me.
I'm not coming in with you.
Oh, I see, you want me to kill you? You want me to shoot you? Well, I'm not going to do it.
Too many people have died.
I am not shooting you.
Lower your weapon.
Come in with me, and I'll do the best I can to protect you.
We both know how that's gonna end up, all right? I am done.
I'm done! [Shot cracks.]
[Breathing hard.]
You okay? [Whispering.]
Yeah.
You all right? Uh, yeah.
Hey.
Hey Angie It's over.
Thank you.
It's over.
[Door opens.]
We got him.
How are you? [Clears throat awkwardly.]
I was going to ask her after the trial.
Oh, Mark, I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry, too.
You know, for everything.
For all the secrets.
The lies.
I think it's time to tell the truth.
Partner Hey, I got your text.
[Chuckles.]
Look at you, with the badge and the booze, meeting in the middle of the night.
I like it.
You've been a good partner.
Well, I have my moments.
You too.
[Clinking mugs.]
You okay? Yeah, I'm all right.
I mean [Exhales.]
You know, the truth is, I, um I don't think I ever knew what to expect from the job.
I mean, you spend your first couple years just faking it as a rookie, and then you rank up, and then you pray, that, along the way, you find a partner that you can, uh that you can, uh What? [Chuckles awkwardly.]
that you can learn from, Angie.
Every day.
[Laughing.]
Oh I put you in a bad a bad position, Vega.
You knew I lied, and you covered for me the same way I covered for Cross.
I'm I'm a mess.
I'm always going to be a mess.
I don't want to ask you to clean up my messes.
I can't do that.
How do How do we move forward? [Sighs heavily.]
I don't think I can, Vega.