The Closer s03e10 Episode Script
Culture Shock
Just get back, please.
Oh, Tao.
Thank God.
Could you please tell these people to calm down and step back? Calm down and step back! - You don't speak Chinese? - No, I don't.
I'm fourth generation American.
Well, you always sound fluent when we order take-out.
Why own a four-by-four if you can't perform side-hill maneuvers without it stalling out? Now, if your truck has a square flange intake manifold, you'd be crazy not to install an off-road carburetor.
Mama, you realize restaurants in Los Angeles serve lunch, too.
And charge $15 for a sandwich.
No, thank you very much! Have you thought about when you and Fritz will have the wedding? Oh, for heaven's sakes mother, we haven't even decided if we want a ceremony at all.
Now, honey, don't take this the wrong way, but if you're even thinking about starting a family, - tick-tock goes the clock! - Come on, Willie Ray! One thing at a time.
I mean, they've got to find a house first.
- This place is not big enough for a kid.
- Well, about that Brenda, don't tell me that you two are getting married because you're pregnant.
No, Mama! What I'm trying to tell you is that I'm going through early onset menopause! Okay? Isn't that just loads better? Little more coffee? Anyone? Hello? Yes, Commander.
Oh, no, no, no, I'm back on active duty as of yesterday.
The victim was a 33-year-old Chinese national with permanent resident status.
Her name was Ping-Mei Zhang.
She owned and operated Eight Stars Tours, which, as you can see, was pretty successful.
- So, Ping-Mei.
Ping-Mei.
- Her husband and father-in-law are waiting for when you finish up here.
- Lieutenant.
- Chief.
And this is a priority because Eight Stars was shuttling around several high-ranking Communist Party officials from the mainland.
Preliminary exam shows the victim was struck on the front of the skull with an unidentified blunt object.
Given how she fell, looks like she was on her knees when she got hit.
Maybe she was asking for mercy.
Or she was looking for this.
Let's find out what's on this camera, please.
- Who called this in? - Around 5 a.
m.
This morning, Ping-Mei's husband and father-in-law, both Chinese nationals, they arrived to open up the office, service the buses.
Husband discovers wife's body.
He calls 911.
Detective Sanchez, how are their language skills? Son has basic English.
Father only speaks Chinese.
Unfortunately, our translator's in Monterey Park - until this afternoon, Chief.
- Okay.
Mr.
Chen, I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson of the LAPD.
We are so sorry for your loss.
- Do you understand? - Yes.
You have any idea who might have wanted to hurt your wife? Yes, last night when I leave, I see a man down this street.
He watch.
When he see me, he walk away fast.
- I think maybe this man kill my wife.
- Do you remember what he looked like? Blond, tall.
Not young, not old.
I'm sorry.
Is there something your father thinks we should know? My wife is dead.
My father fears that we will be killed, too.
He is old and foolish, and forgets that we live in a new country.
Mr.
Chen, I know this is very upsetting, but our office, it's just around the corner, and we're going to start work right now trying to find your wife's murderer.
And if you could come with us, it would be a big help.
Thank you.
Detective.
Thank you.
- Lieutenant, what's wrong? - Even among assimilated Chinese, the rule is honor your parents.
No child takes that tone with their father, even in this situation.
Well, for what it's worth, we have a similar tradition where I come from and I can tell you, it's a lot easier to preach than to practice.
Ping-Mei say this Sky Bar, owner is Cindy Crawford.
Ping-Mei say, this Mel's Diner, Sunset Boulevard.
Television show Happy Days filmed here.
Ping-Mei ask where people live.
She ask, "Who from Fujian province?" "Who from Xiamen?" Ping-Mei say she from Pudong, Shanghai.
But her heart, me, Chen Ren-Di, is from Xiamen.
Ping-Mei say that I, Ren-Di, am her light.
She say I am all things to her.
Sorry to interrupt, Chief.
Interview 1 is open now.
Thank you, Detective.
Mr.
Chen, I know that you've been through a lot, but time is very important to us when we're investigating a murder.
So, if you could stay just a short while longer and help us to translate some of your wife's phone messages, that would be very useful.
Can you do that? Mr.
Chen? Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Jeez, come on, Chief! This guy and his dead wife have no credibility.
Everybody here knows that up until ten years ago Mel's Diner on Sunset was a Ben Franks restaurant.
So, she fudged the facts a little.
Yeah, well, that's something you and Gabriel would know all about, huh? Knock it off, Lieutenant.
I don't want to hear anything else about this dating thing.
From anyone, okay? Yes, Sergeant? Larry Lin, our Mandarin translator, he's about five minutes away.
Do you want to wait for him, or do you want me to just send him in to Interview 1 when he gets here? No, Sergeant.
Neither.
I'd like him to wait here and confirm Mr.
Chen's translations.
Thank you.
Okay, let's finish here.
All right? First saved message.
7:19 p.
m.
This is Ping-Mei friend An-Li.
An-Li buy new shoes.
She think Ping-Mei like these shoes very much.
Next saved message.
9:19 p.
m.
This man say his name Chu Yi.
He thinks he left video camera on bus.
- He want Ping-Mei call him.
- Okay.
Next saved message.
9:33 p.
m.
Hey, hon.
It's your Wu Ming.
I'm sorry, baby.
I'm just leaving Long Beach.
Do me a favor, huh? Since I'm running late, I'll pick you up at work.
Stay awake for me, huh? Mr.
Chen, if you could help me understand this message.
This Wu Ming, do you know who this is? Well, it appears that Wu Ming knew your wife.
Mr.
Chen, did your wife not come home last night? Is that what happened? Apparently, your wife was having a relationship with another man.
Did you know about this? I want a lawyer.
Okay, in 2002, our victim receives resident status.
Three months later, Ping-Mei Zhang files papers for Eight Stars Tours, listing herself as the sole owner.
Even though she'd been married two years by that time? She had the business in her name alone and we don't know why.
Is there any chance that she was being extorted by one of the local gangs? - Like the Mah Ching - Mah Ching Gang? Jeez Louise, folks, how simple can this be? Husband discovers that wife is sleeping around.
When wife's on her dainty little knees begging forgiveness, husband pops her on the head.
Yeah, I mean, don't tell me that a Chinese man is going to feel any different about a cheating wife - than any other man.
- Maybe more so.
In most Asian cultures, adultery proves a husband's weak character and the shame remains on him even after the divorce.
Now, if Ren-Di Chen is suffering the side effects of culture shock Tao, is culture shock like a mental illness? In the extreme.
It's a phenomenon among immigrants or people who find themselves in a place other than their home.
Or if their environment changes substantially You mean, like, for example, in the workplace, you suddenly find out the people around you are carrying on a relationship.
You mean like that.
And culture shock causes irrational behavior.
Anyone feeling irrational? Sir? What have we learned about this Wu Ming fellow? Turns out our victim's boyfriend was making a little joke.
"Wu Ming" in Chinese means "mystery man.
" And if any of the employees know who "Wu Ming" is, they're not stepping forward.
Unsurprising, considering their legal status.
I found one tour guide we could squeeze for info, considering she's used to being squeezed.
An-Li Wong, arrested for prostitution in 2004.
Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo! - Am I interrupting anything important? - No, Mama.
Y'all remember my mother, Willie Ray Johnson.
This is my father, Clay Johnson.
Hey, how you doing? Daddy, if you could just wait one second All right.
We need to get a search warrant for our victim's company, get surveillance for our grieving husband, and look into anything related to the Mah Ching.
- My pleasure.
- Well, excuse me, y'all were so nice last time I was here, I have a little something for you.
Fritz bring the box in, please.
Thank you.
- Lieutenant Flynn, this is for you.
- Thank you, ma'am.
It's a picture.
Of us.
And fudge! - Thank you.
- Captain Provenza.
- Well, Lieutenant.
- Really? I thought sure you'd be a captain by now.
Detective Sanchez What? - Are you feeling all right? - Yes, much better.
Then stop leaving me alone with your parents.
I mean it.
Lieutenant Tao.
- I'm going to wait outside.
- All right.
Sergeant Gabriel That was a much shorter drive than I was expecting when you said we were coming to Chinatown.
Brenda Leigh mention she's investigating a murder in Chinatown? And here we are, just around the corner from where it took place.
- Imagine that.
- I'll meet y'all by the buses.
Honey, you parked in a red zone! She keeps weapons in her trunk, Clay.
She parks wherever she wants.
I'm going to need two tickets.
Thank you very much.
- Thanks.
- Brenda, are you serious? Oh, hush! It's for them.
They'll love it.
Mama, Fritz and I've been on this tour so many times.
Would it be all right with you if you and Daddy went by yourselves - and we caught up with you later? - Is this tour in Chinese? - That's how you know it's authentic.
- Clay, just get on the bus.
Okay? Mood swings.
I understand.
Don't worry.
You're still strong, vital and beautiful.
Honey, I'm so sorry.
I thought I knew how little shame you had.
Now I see there's a level below.
- A whole sub-basement of shamelessness.
- I'm horrible.
I know.
No, actually, I'm kind of impressed.
Well, will you help me then? Over here.
Hello.
Are you An-Li Wong? I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson of the LAPD.
I have a few questions I need to ask you.
It'll just take a minute.
- No English? - Forget it.
Brenda, leave her alone.
- But I - After you arrest her boss's husband, I'll get the FBI and immigration down here.
They can handle her in any dialect she speaks.
Wait, wait.
Yes, Miss Wong.
You have something to say? What you want to know? Ping-Mei knew you had been a prostitute? Ping-Mei very good friend.
She understand.
She give me job.
I owe honest life to Ping-Mei and Ping-Mei husband.
An-Li, Ping-Mei had a friend.
A man who called himself Wu Ming.
Did you know him? Wu Ming not friend.
Wu Ming name is Chris.
Last night, Ping-Mei call me.
Ping-Mei say she go see Chris.
Please.
You no send me away.
I have visa.
Family here.
- Did she see this Chris often? - One time, two time a month.
But Ping-Mei say she tell Chris she see him no more.
We are good people.
Ping-Mei's husband, did he know about Chris? Do you know where Chris lives? Chicago, or maybe Florida.
But Ping-Mei say Chris always stays at same hotel.
Pacific Regal.
This all I know.
Thank you.
Ping-Mei husband Ren-Di is good man.
Good husband.
Ren-Di not kill Ping-Mei.
I know.
It wasn't difficult at all to figure out what that tour guide was saying.
She'd point to a mansion and say, "Chinese, Chinese, Chinese, "Robert Wagner," or, "Frank Sinatra, Chinese, Chinese.
" You ought to see Agnes Moorehead's place.
That was a woman with style.
Y'all know I have that medical appointment tomorrow and I've been drinking water all afternoon, so, I need to use the ladies.
Why don't you scoot - and I'll catch up with you in a minute? - Scoot along.
Scoot.
Chief, Gabriel and I pulled hotel security tapes, and sure enough, we've got prom shots of our victim and mystery man.
Desk clerk identified him as Christopher Conroy.
Sorry.
Yes, Detective, what is it? I've been looking at Eight Stars' receipts.
And even if the buses were running wouldn't account for how much extra cash they've been running - through their corporate account.
- How much money? Enough to suggest that more of Eight Stars' tour guides - might've been prostitutes? - Maybe.
I mean, over the last year, at least $200,000.
Thank you, Detective.
Sorry.
We've got Conroy and Ping-Mei entering the hotel at 11:15 p.
m.
And leaving together this morning at 4:35.
- And when did Mr.
Conroy check out? - He hasn't.
And Detective Sanchez spoke to the task force in charge of dealing with the Mah Ching.
And, according to their insiders, there's an explicit hands-off policy towards Eight Stars Tours.
Someone well-connected was spreading cash from here to Communist Party officials in Beijing.
And Mr.
Conroy just happens to be a major importer of Chinese-manufactured clothing.
Excellent, Sergeant.
Well, if Mr.
Conroy turns up, please find me discreetly in the restaurant.
Thanks.
Chief? If you want to be inconspicuous, you may want to put those away.
Right.
Thank you.
The French can only do two things better than anybody else.
And what's in that bottle is one of them.
Daddy, you shouldn't have.
- None for me, thanks.
- What? I'm allergic.
I love a kidder.
Well, we've got something special to raise and two special people to raise it to.
To my beautiful, beautiful, beautiful daughter.
And Fritz.
As I make my way through life, I realize more and more that the secret to happiness is not what you see, it's what you manage to overlook.
Frankly, life sometimes has a way of fooling us.
I mean, what we expect in life and what you end up getting are worlds apart.
Like, I used to believe that a newer car was always better.
I didn't want anything with any dents and dings.
Not too much wear either.
- Now the happy man will lift the hood - Here, here.
Bottoms up.
- Well, I'm not finished yet.
- Yes, you are, Clay.
And now we really need a drink.
Sergeant Gabriel.
What a wonderful surprise! Are you dining here? Join us for dessert.
Actually, I'm on duty.
Did I interrupt a celebration? Well, we were honoring Brenda and Fritz's engagement.
Wow! - Congratulations.
That's great.
- Thank you, Sergeant.
- Why don't you join us? - I got a thing I gotta No, please, you must.
Sit down.
Sit down.
Okay.
Mr.
Conroy's room, 901.
Thank you, Sergeant.
Now, if y'all will excuse me, this old car needs to make another pit stop.
Mr.
Conroy, I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson of the LAPD.
This is Lieutenant Tao.
If you have a moment, we have a few questions we'd like to ask you.
About? I'm a happily married man, Miss Johnson.
Ping-Mei and I aren't having an affair.
How would you characterize your relationship, Mr.
Conroy? Whenever I'm in LA, we get together for a night.
Are you saying that you've been paying Ping-Mei for her services? When I first started seeing Ping-Mei, it was something like that.
Yes.
Look, there are a lot of young ladies who want to come over here from mainland China.
Okay, when they get here, they have to pay the men who arranged their passage.
Snakeheads, they're called.
Not very nice guys.
Now, I helped free Ping-Mei of that.
Is that a crime? Should I call my attorney? - So, you care about Ping-Mei? - Yes, I do.
Very much.
Are you a philanthropist, Mr.
Conroy? I'm an entrepreneur, Detective.
Might you know how a young lady from Shanghai, who arrived in this country penniless, managed to find enough money to start a company as large as Eight Stars? Yeah, I loaned her capital for a small percentage of the business.
It's legal.
It's a legal partnership opportunity.
Does Ping-Mei's husband know your pursuit of this opportunity includes sleeping with his wife? Ren-Di is more than satisfied with the life I've made possible for both of them, including arranging visas for his family.
I have a source that tells me that Ping-Mei wanted to stop seeing you.
- Did she inform you of that last night? - Your source is misinformed.
Whenever Ping-Mei wants to re-negotiate terms, she threatens to withhold sex, which, in that sense, makes our relationship not unlike a traditional marriage.
Now, that's the end of my satisfying your uninformed, puritanical curiosity.
I'm not going to answer any more questions until you tell me exactly, exactly, why you are here.
I'm sorry to inform you, Mr.
Conroy, that this morning Ping-Mei Zhang was found murdered on the upper deck of one of her tour buses.
And we believe you may be the last person to see her alive.
Ping-Mei is dead? But when I dropped her off this morning, she was fine.
Who else are you talking to? Where is her husband in all of this? I don't know what you have planned for the next 48 hours, Mr.
Conroy, but leaving Los Angeles would be a very bad idea right now.
You know, I always get in trouble when I try to do something nice for people.
Lucky for you, then, I'm guessing that doesn't happen too often.
One guy says, "How can you sell a talking dog for only $20?" And the other guy says, "You know the stories that dog was telling you? "They were all a load of bullshit.
" Brenda.
How nice to see you again.
I'm so sorry to keep y'all waiting.
I'm feeling much better now.
Well, that's all that matters.
We'll grab the car and get you home now.
Sergeant, if you could keep watch here and if Mr.
Conroy so much as buys a stick of gum, I want to know about it.
Okay, thank you.
I'm so sorry.
I just realized.
I need to make one more stop at work before we head home.
- It'll just take one minute.
I promise.
- Good heavens.
- I thought you were sick.
- I am, Mama.
Which is why I'm going to the doctor tomorrow.
Exactly how sick are you if you're going back to work.
Goodness, Mama, you know as well as I do that if I only went to work when I felt like it, nothing would get done.
I think I would like a professional opinion about all this.
Come on.
Okay, looking at everything we carted out of Eight Star Tours.
We got a two-gig USB flash drive, discount coupons.
Cleaning supplies, mechanic's tools, gas receipts And another $100,000 in cash, masquerading as ticket sales, tucked into the back of an industrial safe.
- Where's the seventh wrench? - Excuse me, Daddy? Well, the Norwich tool kit has seven reversible wrenches.
This is only six pieces, here.
Looks like there's no two-incher.
Yep.
No two-incher.
That only proves that someone couldn't keep track of their tools.
Maybe.
But let's get a duplicate of that two-incher and see if it's consistent with the skull fracture.
Chief, I just got an alert from MasterCard.
Fifteen minutes ago, our victim's husband purchased a one-way ticket on Trans China Air.
Thank you, Detective Daniels.
Please call Customs and get all the relevant flight information.
Chief Johnson, is it true that you have a camcorder in evidence belonging to Yi Chu, Deputy Undersecretary of Agricultural Affairs for the People's Republic of China? Well, I knew it belonged to a Yi Chu.
I didn't know it belonged to the Yi Chu.
Mr.
Chu says he called repeatedly and told you that he had borrowed the camera from his boss and he's afraid to return to China without it.
Is he asking for asylum? This may surprise you, but in some cultures supervisors are still shown a modicum of respect, and employees actually try to please the boss.
So, lose the attitude and see this guy gets his damn camera back.
I don't need any more grief from the Chinese consul and I definitely don't need it from you.
Please tell me I did not just say all that in front of your parents.
Chief Pope, I'd like to introduce you to my mom and dad, Willie Ray and Clay Johnson.
Yes.
It's a great pleasure to finally meet you both.
- I've heard so much about you.
- We've heard a lot about you, too.
Clay and I were so sad to hear you'd gotten divorced.
Again.
Thank you.
I'm doing much better now.
- Well, enjoy your visit.
- Will do.
I expect we'll be seeing you at Brenda's wedding.
You, too.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you, Chief Pope.
- Well - Congratulations, Chief! Congratulations, Chief! Congratulations, that's great news! Congratulations, Willie Ray, Clay.
Agent Howard.
So, have you set a date yet? Hey, Chief, I got Gabriel on the line.
Please, please, put him on speakerphone, Lieutenant.
Hey, Chief.
Conroy's on the move.
All right, Sergeant.
Please persuade him to join us here at Parker Center for the duration of his stay.
Thank you.
Yes, ma'am.
Mr.
Chen.
Miss Johnson, you should know I've advised my client not to answer any questions.
Well, that's certainly his right, Mr.
Lance.
However, you might also want to inform your client that while we're not ready to charge him with state crimes, we are prepared to turn him over to a Federal prosecutor.
On what charges? Money laundering, tax evasion, and prostitution.
Didn't Mr.
Chen tell you? His wife was a prostitute, - as now we suspect are all the tour - My wife is not a prostitute! Take it easy.
Unfortunately, Mr.
Chen, Chris Conroy begs to differ.
In fact, he reports having sex with your wife as recently as the night before last.
Or perhaps you didn't know about that? Mr.
Lance, since Eight Stars Tours is owned solely in Ping-Mei's name, I think an excellent case could be made that Mr.
Chen here was unaware of her business' financial improprieties.
If Mr.
Chen will cooperate with me in investigating the murder of his wife, I see no reason to turn him over to the Federal authorities.
Yes? - Conroy is Ping-Mei's business partner.
- And how many business partners did you and your wife and the other tour guides have? - It is not like that.
- So, Ping-Mei was not a prostitute? When my wife first come here, like me, she has nothing, and she owe much to the snakehead.
He make her do things to pay him back.
She has much shame.
But she survive.
And when I first meet Ping-Mei, she is ready to begin new life.
So, why does she keep seeing Mr.
Conroy? He make Ping-Mei partner and bring my family here.
Conroy take much for what he give.
And you continued to share your wife with Mr.
Conroy? - That's a lot to overlook.
- I come to United States on a ship in a box! I am not happy with what I must do, but we suffer more where I come from.
And you never told Mr.
Conroy, "Enough"? One year ago, I say I want him gone.
We owe him no more.
But he will not let go.
Not of Ping-Mei.
Not of Eight Stars.
And now that I talk to you, he will kill me, same as he kill my wife.
All right, Mr.
Chen.
We'll be right back.
- Merci beaucoup.
Muchas gracias.
- Chief, Conroy's been read his rights.
All right.
Lieutenant, given Mr.
Conroy's attitudes, - you understand where you have to - I got it, Chief.
No need to explain.
- What are you, the second string? - Sit.
Let's begin with the $100,000 of unreported cash recovered from the Eight Stars office safe.
That belongs to you, doesn't it, Mr.
Conroy? - Well, if I say it does, can I keep it? - I'll take that as a yes.
Forty-bit encryption.
You weren't even trying.
We have everything.
Transfers from Eight Stars to offshore accounts, cash payouts with dates, times, places.
But all that amounts to, if it can be proven, is a short stay in prison.
You'll do life for murdering Ping-Mei Zhang.
I did not kill Ping-Mei.
That's not how it looks to me, Mr.
Conroy, and more importantly, that's not how it's going to look to a jury.
- Based on what? - Based on what you said yourself.
The victim wanted to end your relationship.
And 20 minutes before she was found dead, - Ping-Mei was with you.
- All right.
I get it.
Now you listen to me, okay? Her husband was an ungrateful bastard who resented everything I'd given him.
Given! Okay? His life.
His family.
Everything.
From this hand.
Now, find Ren-Di.
You bring him in here.
Then we'll talk again.
As a matter of fact, two hours ago we picked Mr.
Chen up on his way into the Trans China Air terminal at LAX.
- Well, there it is.
- What the hell is Tao doing? He's pressing the guy and he's dropping the red flag on the husband? - That doesn't make sense.
- He was trying to flee the country.
Why? Because he killed his wife.
You know it.
You're using Ren-Di to build a case against me.
- How are we doing for time, Chief? - Right on schedule, Lieutenant.
And, well done.
Thank you.
Mr.
Chen, you believe that the person responsible for your wife's death is Mr.
Conroy.
Not surprisingly, Mr.
Conroy has an alternate version of events.
Therefore, I thought the simplest and most effective way to get to the truth might be to have you both sit down together.
Mr.
Conroy, have a seat please.
Since you both had a deep attachment to the same woman, - I should think you'd have a lot to discuss.
- I did not kill Ping-Mei.
And from what your detective said, it's clear who did.
That person should pay for it.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Conroy.
Did I just hear you threaten Mr.
Chen's life? No, you didn't.
But if he murdered her, I do believe that he should be punished for that.
And I think he will be.
Mr.
Chen, I notice you keep checking your watch.
I can tell you definitively that Trans China Air flight number 204 has been in the air for 30 minutes and you are not on it.
No, I am not on this flight.
But my father is, and soon he will be in Shanghai, - far from you and far from Conroy.
- That's enough.
No, I no talk to her.
I talk to him.
Why would you send your father to Shanghai? - You told us Mr.
Conroy was the killer.
- You tell us how we must run company.
We work and then you take money.
You want Ping-Mei, so you have Ping-Mei.
But that is not enough.
No, you make my father see what no father should see.
You come and go in front of him and do not let him look past my shame.
I don't even know what the hell you're talking about.
My father see you with Ping-Mei because you want him to.
And when my father ask Ping-Mei to not see you anymore, she say she must, that my father is only here because of you.
My father is not well.
He did not take to this country.
Your father struck Ping-Mei with a wrench and made you cover it up? No.
My father feel sorry for me, but he feel no shame that he kill Ping-Mei.
When he first see you, he want me to tell you this, but I say no.
Because I know it is Conroy that make this happen.
Thank you, Mr.
Chen.
- Let's go.
- What? That's it? No, his father killed her.
He's going to go free? - What about extradition? - Let's go.
And I paid to bring you here.
To the right.
Detective Sanchez.
Mr.
Chen, I know how you must feel.
Don't blame yourself.
You couldn't have expected that we knew that you purchased that ticket in your father's name.
Or that after picking you up at the airport, we let your father go through security and then picked him up, too.
We're going to leave you alone for a few minutes to talk.
Chief, would you like me to find the translator? No.
Thank you, Buzz.
I have a doctor's appointment in 30 minutes.
Besides, I think we understand well enough what's going on here.
I can read the translation later.
First, the good news.
It's not cancer.
- Oh, thank the Lord! - Mama.
Please.
Just Sorry.
Go on, Doctor Dioli.
Okay, the ultrasound revealed polycystic ovarian syndrome.
It's benign growths on the ovaries, which I believe is causing your perimenopausal symptoms.
And the treatment options? Well, PCOS seems to be related to insulin resistance, so the first thing that I would recommend is that you cut out all sweets, candy, cake.
Oh, my! No.
You don't have cancer.
The most aggressive approach towards reversing the early onset menopause would be an ovulation induction agent and a laparoscopic procedure known as ovarian drilling.
Ovarian drilling.
Ovarian drilling.
Well, that doesn't sound too bad.
This has nothing to do with my wanting more grandchildren.
You do this and I'll stay and help you recover.
What do you think, hon? And this will stop the menopause? Well, until it would occur naturally, yes.
Schedule it as if we weren't here.
Okay, I can do the laparoscopy on next Wednesday, 4 p.
m.
Yes, let's see.
No.
Departmental budget meeting.
How about Friday, 9 a.
M? - No.
Presenting a case study.
- Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Fine, Mama, fine.
Wednesday it is.
English
Oh, Tao.
Thank God.
Could you please tell these people to calm down and step back? Calm down and step back! - You don't speak Chinese? - No, I don't.
I'm fourth generation American.
Well, you always sound fluent when we order take-out.
Why own a four-by-four if you can't perform side-hill maneuvers without it stalling out? Now, if your truck has a square flange intake manifold, you'd be crazy not to install an off-road carburetor.
Mama, you realize restaurants in Los Angeles serve lunch, too.
And charge $15 for a sandwich.
No, thank you very much! Have you thought about when you and Fritz will have the wedding? Oh, for heaven's sakes mother, we haven't even decided if we want a ceremony at all.
Now, honey, don't take this the wrong way, but if you're even thinking about starting a family, - tick-tock goes the clock! - Come on, Willie Ray! One thing at a time.
I mean, they've got to find a house first.
- This place is not big enough for a kid.
- Well, about that Brenda, don't tell me that you two are getting married because you're pregnant.
No, Mama! What I'm trying to tell you is that I'm going through early onset menopause! Okay? Isn't that just loads better? Little more coffee? Anyone? Hello? Yes, Commander.
Oh, no, no, no, I'm back on active duty as of yesterday.
The victim was a 33-year-old Chinese national with permanent resident status.
Her name was Ping-Mei Zhang.
She owned and operated Eight Stars Tours, which, as you can see, was pretty successful.
- So, Ping-Mei.
Ping-Mei.
- Her husband and father-in-law are waiting for when you finish up here.
- Lieutenant.
- Chief.
And this is a priority because Eight Stars was shuttling around several high-ranking Communist Party officials from the mainland.
Preliminary exam shows the victim was struck on the front of the skull with an unidentified blunt object.
Given how she fell, looks like she was on her knees when she got hit.
Maybe she was asking for mercy.
Or she was looking for this.
Let's find out what's on this camera, please.
- Who called this in? - Around 5 a.
m.
This morning, Ping-Mei's husband and father-in-law, both Chinese nationals, they arrived to open up the office, service the buses.
Husband discovers wife's body.
He calls 911.
Detective Sanchez, how are their language skills? Son has basic English.
Father only speaks Chinese.
Unfortunately, our translator's in Monterey Park - until this afternoon, Chief.
- Okay.
Mr.
Chen, I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson of the LAPD.
We are so sorry for your loss.
- Do you understand? - Yes.
You have any idea who might have wanted to hurt your wife? Yes, last night when I leave, I see a man down this street.
He watch.
When he see me, he walk away fast.
- I think maybe this man kill my wife.
- Do you remember what he looked like? Blond, tall.
Not young, not old.
I'm sorry.
Is there something your father thinks we should know? My wife is dead.
My father fears that we will be killed, too.
He is old and foolish, and forgets that we live in a new country.
Mr.
Chen, I know this is very upsetting, but our office, it's just around the corner, and we're going to start work right now trying to find your wife's murderer.
And if you could come with us, it would be a big help.
Thank you.
Detective.
Thank you.
- Lieutenant, what's wrong? - Even among assimilated Chinese, the rule is honor your parents.
No child takes that tone with their father, even in this situation.
Well, for what it's worth, we have a similar tradition where I come from and I can tell you, it's a lot easier to preach than to practice.
Ping-Mei say this Sky Bar, owner is Cindy Crawford.
Ping-Mei say, this Mel's Diner, Sunset Boulevard.
Television show Happy Days filmed here.
Ping-Mei ask where people live.
She ask, "Who from Fujian province?" "Who from Xiamen?" Ping-Mei say she from Pudong, Shanghai.
But her heart, me, Chen Ren-Di, is from Xiamen.
Ping-Mei say that I, Ren-Di, am her light.
She say I am all things to her.
Sorry to interrupt, Chief.
Interview 1 is open now.
Thank you, Detective.
Mr.
Chen, I know that you've been through a lot, but time is very important to us when we're investigating a murder.
So, if you could stay just a short while longer and help us to translate some of your wife's phone messages, that would be very useful.
Can you do that? Mr.
Chen? Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Jeez, come on, Chief! This guy and his dead wife have no credibility.
Everybody here knows that up until ten years ago Mel's Diner on Sunset was a Ben Franks restaurant.
So, she fudged the facts a little.
Yeah, well, that's something you and Gabriel would know all about, huh? Knock it off, Lieutenant.
I don't want to hear anything else about this dating thing.
From anyone, okay? Yes, Sergeant? Larry Lin, our Mandarin translator, he's about five minutes away.
Do you want to wait for him, or do you want me to just send him in to Interview 1 when he gets here? No, Sergeant.
Neither.
I'd like him to wait here and confirm Mr.
Chen's translations.
Thank you.
Okay, let's finish here.
All right? First saved message.
7:19 p.
m.
This is Ping-Mei friend An-Li.
An-Li buy new shoes.
She think Ping-Mei like these shoes very much.
Next saved message.
9:19 p.
m.
This man say his name Chu Yi.
He thinks he left video camera on bus.
- He want Ping-Mei call him.
- Okay.
Next saved message.
9:33 p.
m.
Hey, hon.
It's your Wu Ming.
I'm sorry, baby.
I'm just leaving Long Beach.
Do me a favor, huh? Since I'm running late, I'll pick you up at work.
Stay awake for me, huh? Mr.
Chen, if you could help me understand this message.
This Wu Ming, do you know who this is? Well, it appears that Wu Ming knew your wife.
Mr.
Chen, did your wife not come home last night? Is that what happened? Apparently, your wife was having a relationship with another man.
Did you know about this? I want a lawyer.
Okay, in 2002, our victim receives resident status.
Three months later, Ping-Mei Zhang files papers for Eight Stars Tours, listing herself as the sole owner.
Even though she'd been married two years by that time? She had the business in her name alone and we don't know why.
Is there any chance that she was being extorted by one of the local gangs? - Like the Mah Ching - Mah Ching Gang? Jeez Louise, folks, how simple can this be? Husband discovers that wife is sleeping around.
When wife's on her dainty little knees begging forgiveness, husband pops her on the head.
Yeah, I mean, don't tell me that a Chinese man is going to feel any different about a cheating wife - than any other man.
- Maybe more so.
In most Asian cultures, adultery proves a husband's weak character and the shame remains on him even after the divorce.
Now, if Ren-Di Chen is suffering the side effects of culture shock Tao, is culture shock like a mental illness? In the extreme.
It's a phenomenon among immigrants or people who find themselves in a place other than their home.
Or if their environment changes substantially You mean, like, for example, in the workplace, you suddenly find out the people around you are carrying on a relationship.
You mean like that.
And culture shock causes irrational behavior.
Anyone feeling irrational? Sir? What have we learned about this Wu Ming fellow? Turns out our victim's boyfriend was making a little joke.
"Wu Ming" in Chinese means "mystery man.
" And if any of the employees know who "Wu Ming" is, they're not stepping forward.
Unsurprising, considering their legal status.
I found one tour guide we could squeeze for info, considering she's used to being squeezed.
An-Li Wong, arrested for prostitution in 2004.
Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo! - Am I interrupting anything important? - No, Mama.
Y'all remember my mother, Willie Ray Johnson.
This is my father, Clay Johnson.
Hey, how you doing? Daddy, if you could just wait one second All right.
We need to get a search warrant for our victim's company, get surveillance for our grieving husband, and look into anything related to the Mah Ching.
- My pleasure.
- Well, excuse me, y'all were so nice last time I was here, I have a little something for you.
Fritz bring the box in, please.
Thank you.
- Lieutenant Flynn, this is for you.
- Thank you, ma'am.
It's a picture.
Of us.
And fudge! - Thank you.
- Captain Provenza.
- Well, Lieutenant.
- Really? I thought sure you'd be a captain by now.
Detective Sanchez What? - Are you feeling all right? - Yes, much better.
Then stop leaving me alone with your parents.
I mean it.
Lieutenant Tao.
- I'm going to wait outside.
- All right.
Sergeant Gabriel That was a much shorter drive than I was expecting when you said we were coming to Chinatown.
Brenda Leigh mention she's investigating a murder in Chinatown? And here we are, just around the corner from where it took place.
- Imagine that.
- I'll meet y'all by the buses.
Honey, you parked in a red zone! She keeps weapons in her trunk, Clay.
She parks wherever she wants.
I'm going to need two tickets.
Thank you very much.
- Thanks.
- Brenda, are you serious? Oh, hush! It's for them.
They'll love it.
Mama, Fritz and I've been on this tour so many times.
Would it be all right with you if you and Daddy went by yourselves - and we caught up with you later? - Is this tour in Chinese? - That's how you know it's authentic.
- Clay, just get on the bus.
Okay? Mood swings.
I understand.
Don't worry.
You're still strong, vital and beautiful.
Honey, I'm so sorry.
I thought I knew how little shame you had.
Now I see there's a level below.
- A whole sub-basement of shamelessness.
- I'm horrible.
I know.
No, actually, I'm kind of impressed.
Well, will you help me then? Over here.
Hello.
Are you An-Li Wong? I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson of the LAPD.
I have a few questions I need to ask you.
It'll just take a minute.
- No English? - Forget it.
Brenda, leave her alone.
- But I - After you arrest her boss's husband, I'll get the FBI and immigration down here.
They can handle her in any dialect she speaks.
Wait, wait.
Yes, Miss Wong.
You have something to say? What you want to know? Ping-Mei knew you had been a prostitute? Ping-Mei very good friend.
She understand.
She give me job.
I owe honest life to Ping-Mei and Ping-Mei husband.
An-Li, Ping-Mei had a friend.
A man who called himself Wu Ming.
Did you know him? Wu Ming not friend.
Wu Ming name is Chris.
Last night, Ping-Mei call me.
Ping-Mei say she go see Chris.
Please.
You no send me away.
I have visa.
Family here.
- Did she see this Chris often? - One time, two time a month.
But Ping-Mei say she tell Chris she see him no more.
We are good people.
Ping-Mei's husband, did he know about Chris? Do you know where Chris lives? Chicago, or maybe Florida.
But Ping-Mei say Chris always stays at same hotel.
Pacific Regal.
This all I know.
Thank you.
Ping-Mei husband Ren-Di is good man.
Good husband.
Ren-Di not kill Ping-Mei.
I know.
It wasn't difficult at all to figure out what that tour guide was saying.
She'd point to a mansion and say, "Chinese, Chinese, Chinese, "Robert Wagner," or, "Frank Sinatra, Chinese, Chinese.
" You ought to see Agnes Moorehead's place.
That was a woman with style.
Y'all know I have that medical appointment tomorrow and I've been drinking water all afternoon, so, I need to use the ladies.
Why don't you scoot - and I'll catch up with you in a minute? - Scoot along.
Scoot.
Chief, Gabriel and I pulled hotel security tapes, and sure enough, we've got prom shots of our victim and mystery man.
Desk clerk identified him as Christopher Conroy.
Sorry.
Yes, Detective, what is it? I've been looking at Eight Stars' receipts.
And even if the buses were running wouldn't account for how much extra cash they've been running - through their corporate account.
- How much money? Enough to suggest that more of Eight Stars' tour guides - might've been prostitutes? - Maybe.
I mean, over the last year, at least $200,000.
Thank you, Detective.
Sorry.
We've got Conroy and Ping-Mei entering the hotel at 11:15 p.
m.
And leaving together this morning at 4:35.
- And when did Mr.
Conroy check out? - He hasn't.
And Detective Sanchez spoke to the task force in charge of dealing with the Mah Ching.
And, according to their insiders, there's an explicit hands-off policy towards Eight Stars Tours.
Someone well-connected was spreading cash from here to Communist Party officials in Beijing.
And Mr.
Conroy just happens to be a major importer of Chinese-manufactured clothing.
Excellent, Sergeant.
Well, if Mr.
Conroy turns up, please find me discreetly in the restaurant.
Thanks.
Chief? If you want to be inconspicuous, you may want to put those away.
Right.
Thank you.
The French can only do two things better than anybody else.
And what's in that bottle is one of them.
Daddy, you shouldn't have.
- None for me, thanks.
- What? I'm allergic.
I love a kidder.
Well, we've got something special to raise and two special people to raise it to.
To my beautiful, beautiful, beautiful daughter.
And Fritz.
As I make my way through life, I realize more and more that the secret to happiness is not what you see, it's what you manage to overlook.
Frankly, life sometimes has a way of fooling us.
I mean, what we expect in life and what you end up getting are worlds apart.
Like, I used to believe that a newer car was always better.
I didn't want anything with any dents and dings.
Not too much wear either.
- Now the happy man will lift the hood - Here, here.
Bottoms up.
- Well, I'm not finished yet.
- Yes, you are, Clay.
And now we really need a drink.
Sergeant Gabriel.
What a wonderful surprise! Are you dining here? Join us for dessert.
Actually, I'm on duty.
Did I interrupt a celebration? Well, we were honoring Brenda and Fritz's engagement.
Wow! - Congratulations.
That's great.
- Thank you, Sergeant.
- Why don't you join us? - I got a thing I gotta No, please, you must.
Sit down.
Sit down.
Okay.
Mr.
Conroy's room, 901.
Thank you, Sergeant.
Now, if y'all will excuse me, this old car needs to make another pit stop.
Mr.
Conroy, I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson of the LAPD.
This is Lieutenant Tao.
If you have a moment, we have a few questions we'd like to ask you.
About? I'm a happily married man, Miss Johnson.
Ping-Mei and I aren't having an affair.
How would you characterize your relationship, Mr.
Conroy? Whenever I'm in LA, we get together for a night.
Are you saying that you've been paying Ping-Mei for her services? When I first started seeing Ping-Mei, it was something like that.
Yes.
Look, there are a lot of young ladies who want to come over here from mainland China.
Okay, when they get here, they have to pay the men who arranged their passage.
Snakeheads, they're called.
Not very nice guys.
Now, I helped free Ping-Mei of that.
Is that a crime? Should I call my attorney? - So, you care about Ping-Mei? - Yes, I do.
Very much.
Are you a philanthropist, Mr.
Conroy? I'm an entrepreneur, Detective.
Might you know how a young lady from Shanghai, who arrived in this country penniless, managed to find enough money to start a company as large as Eight Stars? Yeah, I loaned her capital for a small percentage of the business.
It's legal.
It's a legal partnership opportunity.
Does Ping-Mei's husband know your pursuit of this opportunity includes sleeping with his wife? Ren-Di is more than satisfied with the life I've made possible for both of them, including arranging visas for his family.
I have a source that tells me that Ping-Mei wanted to stop seeing you.
- Did she inform you of that last night? - Your source is misinformed.
Whenever Ping-Mei wants to re-negotiate terms, she threatens to withhold sex, which, in that sense, makes our relationship not unlike a traditional marriage.
Now, that's the end of my satisfying your uninformed, puritanical curiosity.
I'm not going to answer any more questions until you tell me exactly, exactly, why you are here.
I'm sorry to inform you, Mr.
Conroy, that this morning Ping-Mei Zhang was found murdered on the upper deck of one of her tour buses.
And we believe you may be the last person to see her alive.
Ping-Mei is dead? But when I dropped her off this morning, she was fine.
Who else are you talking to? Where is her husband in all of this? I don't know what you have planned for the next 48 hours, Mr.
Conroy, but leaving Los Angeles would be a very bad idea right now.
You know, I always get in trouble when I try to do something nice for people.
Lucky for you, then, I'm guessing that doesn't happen too often.
One guy says, "How can you sell a talking dog for only $20?" And the other guy says, "You know the stories that dog was telling you? "They were all a load of bullshit.
" Brenda.
How nice to see you again.
I'm so sorry to keep y'all waiting.
I'm feeling much better now.
Well, that's all that matters.
We'll grab the car and get you home now.
Sergeant, if you could keep watch here and if Mr.
Conroy so much as buys a stick of gum, I want to know about it.
Okay, thank you.
I'm so sorry.
I just realized.
I need to make one more stop at work before we head home.
- It'll just take one minute.
I promise.
- Good heavens.
- I thought you were sick.
- I am, Mama.
Which is why I'm going to the doctor tomorrow.
Exactly how sick are you if you're going back to work.
Goodness, Mama, you know as well as I do that if I only went to work when I felt like it, nothing would get done.
I think I would like a professional opinion about all this.
Come on.
Okay, looking at everything we carted out of Eight Star Tours.
We got a two-gig USB flash drive, discount coupons.
Cleaning supplies, mechanic's tools, gas receipts And another $100,000 in cash, masquerading as ticket sales, tucked into the back of an industrial safe.
- Where's the seventh wrench? - Excuse me, Daddy? Well, the Norwich tool kit has seven reversible wrenches.
This is only six pieces, here.
Looks like there's no two-incher.
Yep.
No two-incher.
That only proves that someone couldn't keep track of their tools.
Maybe.
But let's get a duplicate of that two-incher and see if it's consistent with the skull fracture.
Chief, I just got an alert from MasterCard.
Fifteen minutes ago, our victim's husband purchased a one-way ticket on Trans China Air.
Thank you, Detective Daniels.
Please call Customs and get all the relevant flight information.
Chief Johnson, is it true that you have a camcorder in evidence belonging to Yi Chu, Deputy Undersecretary of Agricultural Affairs for the People's Republic of China? Well, I knew it belonged to a Yi Chu.
I didn't know it belonged to the Yi Chu.
Mr.
Chu says he called repeatedly and told you that he had borrowed the camera from his boss and he's afraid to return to China without it.
Is he asking for asylum? This may surprise you, but in some cultures supervisors are still shown a modicum of respect, and employees actually try to please the boss.
So, lose the attitude and see this guy gets his damn camera back.
I don't need any more grief from the Chinese consul and I definitely don't need it from you.
Please tell me I did not just say all that in front of your parents.
Chief Pope, I'd like to introduce you to my mom and dad, Willie Ray and Clay Johnson.
Yes.
It's a great pleasure to finally meet you both.
- I've heard so much about you.
- We've heard a lot about you, too.
Clay and I were so sad to hear you'd gotten divorced.
Again.
Thank you.
I'm doing much better now.
- Well, enjoy your visit.
- Will do.
I expect we'll be seeing you at Brenda's wedding.
You, too.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you, Chief Pope.
- Well - Congratulations, Chief! Congratulations, Chief! Congratulations, that's great news! Congratulations, Willie Ray, Clay.
Agent Howard.
So, have you set a date yet? Hey, Chief, I got Gabriel on the line.
Please, please, put him on speakerphone, Lieutenant.
Hey, Chief.
Conroy's on the move.
All right, Sergeant.
Please persuade him to join us here at Parker Center for the duration of his stay.
Thank you.
Yes, ma'am.
Mr.
Chen.
Miss Johnson, you should know I've advised my client not to answer any questions.
Well, that's certainly his right, Mr.
Lance.
However, you might also want to inform your client that while we're not ready to charge him with state crimes, we are prepared to turn him over to a Federal prosecutor.
On what charges? Money laundering, tax evasion, and prostitution.
Didn't Mr.
Chen tell you? His wife was a prostitute, - as now we suspect are all the tour - My wife is not a prostitute! Take it easy.
Unfortunately, Mr.
Chen, Chris Conroy begs to differ.
In fact, he reports having sex with your wife as recently as the night before last.
Or perhaps you didn't know about that? Mr.
Lance, since Eight Stars Tours is owned solely in Ping-Mei's name, I think an excellent case could be made that Mr.
Chen here was unaware of her business' financial improprieties.
If Mr.
Chen will cooperate with me in investigating the murder of his wife, I see no reason to turn him over to the Federal authorities.
Yes? - Conroy is Ping-Mei's business partner.
- And how many business partners did you and your wife and the other tour guides have? - It is not like that.
- So, Ping-Mei was not a prostitute? When my wife first come here, like me, she has nothing, and she owe much to the snakehead.
He make her do things to pay him back.
She has much shame.
But she survive.
And when I first meet Ping-Mei, she is ready to begin new life.
So, why does she keep seeing Mr.
Conroy? He make Ping-Mei partner and bring my family here.
Conroy take much for what he give.
And you continued to share your wife with Mr.
Conroy? - That's a lot to overlook.
- I come to United States on a ship in a box! I am not happy with what I must do, but we suffer more where I come from.
And you never told Mr.
Conroy, "Enough"? One year ago, I say I want him gone.
We owe him no more.
But he will not let go.
Not of Ping-Mei.
Not of Eight Stars.
And now that I talk to you, he will kill me, same as he kill my wife.
All right, Mr.
Chen.
We'll be right back.
- Merci beaucoup.
Muchas gracias.
- Chief, Conroy's been read his rights.
All right.
Lieutenant, given Mr.
Conroy's attitudes, - you understand where you have to - I got it, Chief.
No need to explain.
- What are you, the second string? - Sit.
Let's begin with the $100,000 of unreported cash recovered from the Eight Stars office safe.
That belongs to you, doesn't it, Mr.
Conroy? - Well, if I say it does, can I keep it? - I'll take that as a yes.
Forty-bit encryption.
You weren't even trying.
We have everything.
Transfers from Eight Stars to offshore accounts, cash payouts with dates, times, places.
But all that amounts to, if it can be proven, is a short stay in prison.
You'll do life for murdering Ping-Mei Zhang.
I did not kill Ping-Mei.
That's not how it looks to me, Mr.
Conroy, and more importantly, that's not how it's going to look to a jury.
- Based on what? - Based on what you said yourself.
The victim wanted to end your relationship.
And 20 minutes before she was found dead, - Ping-Mei was with you.
- All right.
I get it.
Now you listen to me, okay? Her husband was an ungrateful bastard who resented everything I'd given him.
Given! Okay? His life.
His family.
Everything.
From this hand.
Now, find Ren-Di.
You bring him in here.
Then we'll talk again.
As a matter of fact, two hours ago we picked Mr.
Chen up on his way into the Trans China Air terminal at LAX.
- Well, there it is.
- What the hell is Tao doing? He's pressing the guy and he's dropping the red flag on the husband? - That doesn't make sense.
- He was trying to flee the country.
Why? Because he killed his wife.
You know it.
You're using Ren-Di to build a case against me.
- How are we doing for time, Chief? - Right on schedule, Lieutenant.
And, well done.
Thank you.
Mr.
Chen, you believe that the person responsible for your wife's death is Mr.
Conroy.
Not surprisingly, Mr.
Conroy has an alternate version of events.
Therefore, I thought the simplest and most effective way to get to the truth might be to have you both sit down together.
Mr.
Conroy, have a seat please.
Since you both had a deep attachment to the same woman, - I should think you'd have a lot to discuss.
- I did not kill Ping-Mei.
And from what your detective said, it's clear who did.
That person should pay for it.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Conroy.
Did I just hear you threaten Mr.
Chen's life? No, you didn't.
But if he murdered her, I do believe that he should be punished for that.
And I think he will be.
Mr.
Chen, I notice you keep checking your watch.
I can tell you definitively that Trans China Air flight number 204 has been in the air for 30 minutes and you are not on it.
No, I am not on this flight.
But my father is, and soon he will be in Shanghai, - far from you and far from Conroy.
- That's enough.
No, I no talk to her.
I talk to him.
Why would you send your father to Shanghai? - You told us Mr.
Conroy was the killer.
- You tell us how we must run company.
We work and then you take money.
You want Ping-Mei, so you have Ping-Mei.
But that is not enough.
No, you make my father see what no father should see.
You come and go in front of him and do not let him look past my shame.
I don't even know what the hell you're talking about.
My father see you with Ping-Mei because you want him to.
And when my father ask Ping-Mei to not see you anymore, she say she must, that my father is only here because of you.
My father is not well.
He did not take to this country.
Your father struck Ping-Mei with a wrench and made you cover it up? No.
My father feel sorry for me, but he feel no shame that he kill Ping-Mei.
When he first see you, he want me to tell you this, but I say no.
Because I know it is Conroy that make this happen.
Thank you, Mr.
Chen.
- Let's go.
- What? That's it? No, his father killed her.
He's going to go free? - What about extradition? - Let's go.
And I paid to bring you here.
To the right.
Detective Sanchez.
Mr.
Chen, I know how you must feel.
Don't blame yourself.
You couldn't have expected that we knew that you purchased that ticket in your father's name.
Or that after picking you up at the airport, we let your father go through security and then picked him up, too.
We're going to leave you alone for a few minutes to talk.
Chief, would you like me to find the translator? No.
Thank you, Buzz.
I have a doctor's appointment in 30 minutes.
Besides, I think we understand well enough what's going on here.
I can read the translation later.
First, the good news.
It's not cancer.
- Oh, thank the Lord! - Mama.
Please.
Just Sorry.
Go on, Doctor Dioli.
Okay, the ultrasound revealed polycystic ovarian syndrome.
It's benign growths on the ovaries, which I believe is causing your perimenopausal symptoms.
And the treatment options? Well, PCOS seems to be related to insulin resistance, so the first thing that I would recommend is that you cut out all sweets, candy, cake.
Oh, my! No.
You don't have cancer.
The most aggressive approach towards reversing the early onset menopause would be an ovulation induction agent and a laparoscopic procedure known as ovarian drilling.
Ovarian drilling.
Ovarian drilling.
Well, that doesn't sound too bad.
This has nothing to do with my wanting more grandchildren.
You do this and I'll stay and help you recover.
What do you think, hon? And this will stop the menopause? Well, until it would occur naturally, yes.
Schedule it as if we weren't here.
Okay, I can do the laparoscopy on next Wednesday, 4 p.
m.
Yes, let's see.
No.
Departmental budget meeting.
How about Friday, 9 a.
M? - No.
Presenting a case study.
- Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Fine, Mama, fine.
Wednesday it is.
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