Law & Order (1990) s16e05 Episode Script

In the criminal justice system the people are represented by two separate yet equally important groups, the police who investigate crime and the district attorneys who prosecute the offenders.
These are their stories.
Come on.
Come on, papi, you need to buy me another drink first.
Oh, no more drinks, mamacita.
I want you.
Get off.
You gotta pay for that, fool.
L Pay.
$20? That's it? It's all I have.
Y cu know what SN gas you, homes'? That was a rolling meat house.
Pimp thugs broke in with liquor and girls, set up shop for a few days and then blew out.
That ain't the first brothel that's moved through this building.
First homicide.
Is the super gone? Everybody is, can't get one witness.
All the Johns are illegals.
Day laborers.
Gang spreads the word down at the laundromat, "Come get liquored up and laid.
" Bleed 'em to death before they can send their paycheck home.
Juanita Doe.
She was shot three times from behind.
Stippling and powder burns on the back of her hand, last bullet was point blank.
She tried to cover up.
Any shell casings? No, it could've been a revolver or the shooter picked them up.
Uniform fished it out of a dumpster.
Undisturbed pool of blood, no scuff marks.
Yeah, she was shot right here.
Cosmetics, not bad stuff, either.
And one of those music players? Yeah, but check out these tats.
"Lil' T?" That's gang ink, right there.
Well, she's wearing blue and white, L-12 colors.
"Locotes Doces.
" It's a West Coast gang.
Weren't they all at one time? Let's get her photo over to Gang Intelligence.
Maybe she's a wannabe or a property of this gang.
Hold on.
Check this out.
Tat's a fake? I wonder what else.
All three bullets entered from behind.
Last one went clean through her hand and fractured the skull.
Any other defensive wounds? Just the bruise on her left arm.
Assailant probably grabbed at her as she attempted to flee.
No signs of the usual wear and tear of a hooker? No tracks, no STDs, no rectal tearing.
If she was a hooker, she's the first one I've met who wears better underwear than me.
You ever seen fake tats like that? Plenty of L-12 tattoos, just never phonied up like that.
It's henna with the chemical PPD.
Makes the ink darker, last longer.
Excuse me.
Bullet also took out a piece of her upper jaw along with two incisors and some first rate veneers.
First-rate veneers? That's strange for a gangbanger.
I had a forensic dentist take a look at her teeth.
She's 24 years old.
Latent's got a match.
Her prints popped up on AFIS.
Teresa Richter? What's that, German? Yeah.
Arrested four years ago.
New Haven Police Department.
She even gave them a Yale student ID.
Yale? What was she arrested for? Human rights protest.
"Justice for the women of Juarez.
" Yeah, that's where all those Mexican girls went missing at the border.
That look like the same girl to you? This girl looks heavier, and the skin tone's off, but that could just be the lighting.
It is a four point match on the prints, though.
Well, she called her parents after she was arrested.
The number comes back to an apartment in the West Village.
See if you can get some answers.
Teresa's abroad.
My wife just spoke with her the other day.
Where was she, Estela? Budapest? Prague, but that was on Tuesday.
She was on her way to Budapest.
What's going on, Detective? Ls she in some kind of trouble? No, her name came up in an investigation.
Do you have a recent photo of your daughter, Mrs.
Richter? We could give you her voice mail.
She usually calls in every day or two.
That would be great.
Does Teresa live here with you? Our daughter's way too independent, Detective.
She has a sublet studio over on Clinton.
If you could give us that address, also.
That's Columbia, right? Grad school, journalism.
She went to Yale undergrad.
Is she a journalist? Aspiring.
She had a job at the New Yorker as a fact checker, but she felt it wasn't making enough of a difference.
These were taken at Christmas time.
Can't you tell us what's really going on, Detective? Mr.
and Mrs.
Richter, I think you should take a seat.
Girl comes and goes at all hours.
Haven't seen her around in awhile, though.
Only late with the rent once, I remember.
She ever bring anybody up here, a boyfriend, maybe? Never seen nobody.
She kinda kept to herself, though.
All right, man, we got it.
Thanks.
She must be a journalist.
Take a look at this mess.
Ah, she left her cell phone.
Check this guy out.
"Locotes-12.
" The Feds been deporting those dudes by the truckloads.
Drugs, auto theft rings, extortion, you name it.
Must be a dozen stories here about L-12.
Newspaper clippings, photos Well, obviously, she lied to her parents about going abroad.
And all this gang research Well, if she was putting together a story, who was she working for? I'm not sure, but look at this.
Caller ID, Village Weekly.
Same thing I tell every kid her age.
Get out and write something while you still remember why you want to do it in the first place.
So you didn't hire Teresa Richter? She actually pitched me one interesting idea.
I told her to go for it, you know? Send me the first 1,000 words.
What kind of story? A Latino gang story, sex trafficking.
She seemed to know all about it.
L-12.
You sent this girl undercover to do a story about L-12? You ever stop to think what they might do to her if they found out that she was a reporter doing a story on them? Last I checked, we were talking about an adult professional writing a story on spec.
A minute ago she was a green kid looking for a break.
You have any idea how dangerous these people are? Yeah, if they weren't, it wouldn't be a story.
Who knows, if they're as dangerous as you say, maybe she'll get a book option out of it.
We're gonna need whatever she sent you.
What's going on here, is she under arrest? She's dead, jackass.
What? Oh, my God.
You're serious? Yeah, we're serious.
Who introduced her to this gang? I don't know.
She met a girl through gang counseling at a church affiliated program.
Everything you've got, go get it.
She said she was running away from somewhere? All these girls are always running away from something.
I wasn't about to turn her away.
They always come to me when they get scared or knocked up.
So when did Teresa quit? She stopped coming to group counseling about a month ago.
I'd hate to think now she used me to get access.
She get to know anyone in group counseling? There was one chica.
Dolores, Lola.
Strong one, you know? Like she could do anything, a natural leader.
Teresa gravitated to her, encouraged her.
Encouraged her to what? Sell her own line of street wear, Vato Chic.
Lola knew some way to get around a vendor license over on Spring Street.
Do you have a phone number for Lola? No, see, they told me I didn't need no permit out here on weekends.
This is not about a permit.
But we do have some questions about your partner, Teresa.
Why you gotta hassle me in front of customers? You gonna answer that? It's nobody.
Maybe it's your partner, Lil' T? She ain't my partner.
Me and my couz Flaca here trying to run a straight up business.
I ain't seen Lil' T in like a week.
Well, the way we hear it, you two were going into business together.
You see her around? She might've helped me get my stuff out here, but she ain't into clothes like me.
Why, what's up with her? I don't know.
You tell me.
Oh, my God.
Who did that to her? That's what we're trying to figure out.
So why don't you come downtown with us and help us sort this whole thing out.
Okay.
Oh, damn! Lola, we know you're in there.
Now, come out slow with your hands up.
Come here.
Come here.
You know, you really ought to change that ring tone.
Where were you last night, Lola? I said I was over at my aunt's, ironing all my clothes to sell this morning.
I ain't even seen Lil' T in like a week.
And we ain't had no bad blood.
It's Dolores, right? Dolores, how's your little boy? What's that got to do with anything? NYPD Gang Unit keeps track of these things, like, who your son's father is.
Alberto Torres, Locotes-12, alpha dog.
So? Beto's his daddy, but it ain't like he's around.
No, he's finishing a nickel upstate, and he still considers you his lady.
But you know, Dolores, that doesn't make you his piece of property.
What you mean? Girl, you racked up quite a record before you were 18.
Maybe now you're trying to turn things around.
But I'm going to tell you, you go down for a conspiracy murder charge, you won't hold your son again until he's 28.
Conspiracy, what? You were the one who brought Teresa in.
You introduced her to the vatos.
Hey, some chica want to come hang out, homies ain't gonna push her away.
Until they found out who she really was.
What you mean, who she was? Teresa Richter, the undergrad years.
Teresa what? Who's that? Lil' T was a journalist, Dolores.
Hell, no.
She used you to get inside.
To get a story, L-12's criminal activities.
Didn't nobody use me for nothing.
You vouched for her, Dolores.
Uh-uh! I didn't vouch for that girl.
And she betrayed you.
Homies for life? That stops right here, right now.
Unless you want your son to be raised by the state.
Whoa! Hold up.
This is crazy.
You think I killed her? You didn't have to.
You New he: Cover to Beta or some other vato, they threw her out with the trash.
I didn't do that.
And I want a lawyer, now.
We already got two calls from Shepard and Goldberg, asking if we had her in custody.
We tried stalling them, but they're already on their way.
That's a big time law firm.
Who hired them? Maybe Beto found out that we were holding the mother of his child.
Well, if you leave now, you can beat the rush hour train to Ossining.
Your gang hierarchy.
That's Beto in the middle, Alberto Torres.
First thing he did was organize all the L-12 cliques.
Hasn't been a problem on his cellblock since.
What about the bald one sitting to the left? Oscar Diablo Morales.
His lieutenant.
Does all his dirty work for him now.
Oh, yeah? Why's that? Beto's up for parole in four months.
He's gotta keep his nose clean.
Don't know her.
The mother of your child did.
She was hanging out with L-12 for the last few months.
I miss out on a lot of fine chicas.
Down side of being locked up.
Lola never mentioned her name to you? No.
She never said nothing.
Turns out that this girl was a writer.
And that L-12 was her story.
For real? That's good.
I been encouraging Lo to reach out, make new friends.
Meet better people.
She wanted to expose the organized activities of your little gang.
Like the trafficking of underage girls for prostitution.
All news to me.
She was going to name names.
You mind if I keep this? Here's how it works, Alberto.
You give us whoever shot this girl in the back three times, we take him in and that's that.
You play games, we run Lola through the system and good luck getting your kid back from Child Services.
No way I green-lit this girl.
You think I need this kind of heat when I'm about to walk out of here? Better her dead than the story comes out.
Nah, you ain't ringing me up for this.
Five months, I walk.
CO.
On the gate.
Don't get too comfortable.
You're taking a ride out to Long Island.
Teresa Richter's phone dump? Yeah, she cut off almost all contact to pursue her story, but she received one phone call about an hour before she was killed.
Short duration, 516 area code.
Who'd the phone come back to? A disposable cell.
Criminals' delight.
Yeah.
TARU traced the point of purchase to a Fleetmart in Malverne.
We don't sell too many of those phones.
So I remember 'cause he bought two with cash.
White guy.
Anything else? Minutes cards, too.
All cash.
No, I mean, anything other than white guy? You know, just like a businessman.
Brownish hair, I don't know, 50? Doesn't sound like you remember him at all.
It was over $300 in cash.
Guys like that charge everything over 20 bucks.
You mean white guys over 50.
Yeah, frequent fliers.
Here we go.
Same serial numbers.
Around 7:30 Tuesday.
Hey, does that thing work? There, that's him.
Well, he's a white guy, all right.
Wait a second.
Did this guy stop at a pump? Yeah, I think so.
He pay cash for that, too? No, credit card at the pump.
I'm sorry, Kevin's not home right now.
Did you say NYPD? Yes, ma'am.
That's right.
Do you know where we can get a hold of Mr.
Drucker? He's at work.
Is this regarding the car? Well, yes, ma'am, it is regarding the car.
- Oh, you found it? - No, ma'am.
Did you file the report? My husband did, it was his car.
It was stolen from right here off the street.
It's just been this huge nightmare.
We understand.
Anything else stolen? Well, his wallet was in the car.
This is all in the police report.
What time's your husband usually get home? Around 7:30.
He takes the train.
But you should really talk to him.
Now, if we can get his cell phone number, that would be great.
Unless that was stolen, too.
No, thank God, that wasn't in the car.
He's in commercial real estate.
It's his lifeline.
Right.
If we can get his phone number at work, that would be great, too.
I had to cancel all my cards, replace my driver's license.
Oh, I know, it's a huge pain in the neck.
But you still have your cell phone, right? Oh, yeah.
I'd be in a real pickle without that.
It's the one thing I didn't lose.
We thought maybe you purchased a replacement.
You know, one of those disposable ones? Disposable? Yeah, you know, like those little burners that they sell at the Stop-N-Robs? Like Fleetmart.
NO, sorry, guys- Maybe they used my credit card before I canceled it? This one was purchased with cash.
And it was used to call a certain young lady night before last.
You recognize her? No.
Afraid I can't help you, guys.
You know, her apartment is not too far from here.
We thought maybe you met before.
No, I've never seen her before in my life.
Or maybe she threatened to call your wife and tell her otherwise.
Whoa, now you are way out of bounds.
Do I need to talk to a lawyer here? Only if you've done something wrong.
I just told you I never called that girl.
Does your insurance company provide for a rental vehicle? Yeah, it's sitting in the parking lot at the Long Island train station, where I leave it every morning.
You mind if we take a look at it? I think you need a warrant for that.
I'm sure we can get one, if you'd like.
What was the name of the rental company? You know what, I got nothing to hide here.
Here, go ahead.
Check out the damn car.
You want my MetroCard, too? No, but if we can get the number off of it, that would be fine.
Thank you.
Just got off the phone with the boys at the garage.
Drucker's rental is clean.
There was a new charge that popped up on his new VISA this morning, from the rental car company.
We're looking into it.
Drucker took the train home last night.
He swiped his MetroCard at 1800 hours.
He could have turned around, drove back into the city.
You check his E-ZPass? It's listed as stolen on the report for the car.
I'll check his pass tag, but this guy's been paying cash for everything.
So, outside of an errant phone call, we can't prove anything.
L think he's our guy and he's lying.
Hey, Drucker switched out his rental car this morning from an SUV to a sedan.
Now, they haven't washed the SUV yet, and I told them not to go near it.
Too clever by half.
So what did he do, wipe down the upholstery? Yeah.
Some sort of disinfectant wipes.
But Luminol revealed a few specks of uncontaminated blood on the doorjamb and the carpet of the passenger side floor.
Just a few specks of blood? Spatter, likely from the first shot after the victim tried to flee the car.
Do we know the blood type? Same as Teresa Richter.
And the M.
E.
's agreed to rush the DNA.
All right.
Thanks, Beck.
Last call to the victim was from Drucker and her blood is in his car.
Yeah.
But, no murder weapon, no witnesses and no readily apparent motive.
Yeah, but the D.
A.
loves a challenge.
I'm calling the Lieutenant.
I sincerely hope this is an apology, Detectives.
Sorry to have to do this here, ma'am.
- On your feet.
On your feet! - What? Mr.
Drucker, you're under arrest for the murder of Teresa Richter.
Murder? Kevin, what are they talking about? It's a mistake.
It's a mistake.
I swear it.
It's always a mistake.
Call my lawyer.
Call him now.
Docket number 58432.
"People v.
Kevin Drucker.
" "Charge of Murder in the Second Degree.
" How would your client like to plead? Everything all right, Counselor? He pleads not guilty, Your Honor.
Voila.
People on bail? Your Honor, given the gravity of the crime and Mr.
Drucker's high net worth, the People ask that the defendant be remanded.
The State vastly overestimates my client's assets, most of which are non-liquid.
Mr.
Drucker has no criminal record and no intention of leaving his wife or his good standing in the community behind.
He poses no flight risk.
So, pick a number, Counselor.
We request that bail be set at $50,000.
That amount is hardly commensurate with.
Mr.
Drucker's access to resources.
How much do you want? Excuse me, Mr.
Drucker? I'm very sorry, Your Honor.
The prospect of incarceration is just a bit overwhelming to my client.
Good.
Just tell him that one further outburst like that and I'll make sure he's remanded without bail.
Terribly sorry, Your Honor, it won't happen again.
I'm going to set bail at half a million dollars and the defendant will surrender his passport.
Get your client together for trial, Counselor.
Any scent of a plea? Klein says Drucker is not interested in any deal that involves him doing time.
Then he's got a serious problem.
You don't think we're shy a few pieces? We've got the victim's blood in the defendant's car.
A rental car that was no longer in Drucker's possession.
He swapped out a bloody car.
What else do you want? Murder weapon, witnesses, motive? My guess would be an affair with the victim.
I've pored over every phone record.
It's weird, his record's clean.
But he got a few collect calls from County to his home over a year ago.
Who does Drucker know in jail? Possibly no one now, the calls stopped a year ago.
Find out.
Maybe it's not just prison he's afraid of.
We found other calls from Westchester County to Drucker's cell.
Ossining area code.
Sing Sing? Patterson Drucker? Drucker's son.
Twenty-two-year-old kid doing two to six on a drug sentence.
How'd you find him? Calls came from an unidentified disposable cell phone.
The latest in prison contraband.
It's the same type Drucker used to call the victim.
And according to his E-ZPass, he's been making trips upstate every other weekend.
There's more than one number here from the Ossining area code.
We think Drucker was smuggling cell phones into Sing Sing for his son.
My dad's locked up? He's out on bail.
At least until the trial.
You know who this is, Patterson? That's who he killed? She was a journalist.
We believe your dad shot her three times.
Any idea why? My dad's got his problems, I got mine.
Why don't you ask his new wife? We think you and your dad may be sharing the same big problems.
Here's two of them.
Same cellblock as you.
It might interest you to know we just searched their cells.
Found a cell phone in Diablo's.
Beto managed to flush his before they could confiscate it.
The same kind of phone they found hidden in your cell.
Your father's smuggling them in to you.
Contraband for L-12.
In exchange for protection? Doesn't seem to be working.
You've been in the infirmary three times in the last six months.
The nurse said you won't file assault charges against whoever came after you.
That would not help my situation.
It could mean protective custody.
People like you should spend one week in here.
Then maybe that would actually mean something.
There's a connection here, Patterson.
This gang, you and your father, this girl's murder.
And you want my help? You want my help? Get me out of here.
Otherwise, get lost.
Drucker allowed $20,000 worth of cash advances on his debit card before an ATM confiscated it from this woman.
Who is Josefina Morales? Diablo's sister.
The gang was bleeding him dry, Jack.
For all we know, he could have just let them take his car.
And Drucker never contacted the police? They had his son.
And they wanted Teresa Richter dead.
So they trust a commercial real estate broker from Long Island with the hit? Well, they had this guy on a string.
We have enough evidence to prosecute Kevin Drucker for murder.
What about L-12? We just let that go? Let Klein argue that his client acted under duress.
If he wants to elaborate on their involvement.
But what if Drucker won't let him? Won't let him? It's Drucker's life.
They have his son, Jack.
Who's a possible conspirator to murder.
We should release him in the hopes that his father will talk to us? I didn't say that.
At the very least, we should secure his safety.
Well, we can only consider a deal in exchange for Drucker's testimony.
We know your son was assaulted inside prison, Mr.
Drucker.
We know you received cell phone calls from him and L-12 gang members inside prison.
From phones that you purchased and activated.
You also deposited money into the canteen of Diablo Morales.
And allowed his sister to withdraw thousands of dollars from your account over a period of six months.
Where you going with all this? The victim had ties to L-12.
We have reason to believe they wanted her dead.
Were they threatening your son, Mr.
Drucker? Was this some misguided attempt on your part to help him? Were you coerced into doing this gang's bidding? My client's not admitting to anything here.
If he tells us what happened, we may be able to help.
If the criminal acts were committed under duress What are you offering? Man One, 20 years.
In exchange for his testimony against L-12.
You allocute to your crime, then you testify at the ensuing trial.
What makes you think I'll make it to that trial, Mr.
McCoy? We've arranged for protective custody.
Do you know who they are? And what about my son? We won't prosecute your son for conspiracy.
He'll be eligible for parole in two years.
If I testify, he won't live that long.
We've already recommended that he be transferred to a different facility.
You can't protect me or my son in there and you know that, but you don't really care.
See, you're negotiating in bad faith, Mr.
McCoy.
I'm not sure what else we can do here.
Please explain to your client that there isn't a better deal.
Your deal will kill my son.
You understand what you're facing, Mr.
Drucker? Life in prison.
Actually, I think I understand it better than you do, Mr.
McCoy.
Teresa Richter was only 24 years old.
An Ivy League graduate who aspired to be a writer, to make a difference, to help women less fortunate than her.
But now, that will never happen.
As Teresa attempted to flee from the car that had been rented by Kevin Drucker, he shot her in the back.
She fell and he shot her again.
She tried to crawl and cover herself, but he shot her a third time, at close range, in the back of the head.
This was a cold-blooded execution, ladies and gentlemen.
The evidence in this case will prove to you, beyond a reasonable doubt, that the defendant, Kevin Drucker, brutally murdered Teresa Richter.
Mr.
Klein? Defense waives opening, Your Honor.
All right, then.
Mr.
McCoy, you may call your first witness.
The blood that was found in the car, whose was it? Teresa Richter's.
The DNA analysis was a 13 loci match.
What exactly does that mean? Meaning the statistical probability that the blood belonged to somebody else is more than a trillion to one.
More than a trillion.
More than the number of people on the Earth? There haven't been that many people on the planet since the beginning of time.
Dead or alive.
Thank you, nothing further.
Did you obtain the rental car from my client? No.
The detectives obtained the vehicle from the rental car company.
So you have no idea who else drove the car before or after my client, do you? That's correct.
But surely there were other drivers.
Did you find any other prints or DNA in the car? No, but as I said Right.
As you said, you didn't even find my client's prints in the car, did you? No, I did not.
What about prints on the murder weapon? I did not recover any prints from a murder weapon.
Nor any prints or DNA from any other witness or suspect in a gang-infested neighborhood.
That's enough! Mr.
Klein, would you like a moment to speak with your client? Yes, thank you, Your Honor.
Nothing further, Your Honor.
Thank you.
Drucker's sabotaging his own lawyer.
Could be a tactic, a back door to a duress defense.
Or that he's so completely under this gang's thumb.
At this point, I don't even know who's driving the bus anymore.
We gave them every opportunity to make a deal.
You want me to go back to Drucker, see if he's willing to concede? Let's just wait until after he's convicted.
Some people need the Sword of Damocles to see the light.
No further witnesses, Your Honor.
The Prosecution rests.
Witnesses for the Defense? I'm sorry.
One moment, please, Your Honor.
Right now.
I don't want it.
Your Honor, the Defense rests.
Rests? Yes, Judge.
Both sides, in chambers.
Am I missing something, Counselor? Is there a defense for these charges? Reasonable doubt, Your Honor.
In accordance with my client.
Then I want it on the record that this was a strategic decision.
To prevent this case being overturned because of ineffective assistance of counsel.
I was prepared with a vigorous defense, but my client no longer wants to proceed.
Is that true, Mr.
Drucker? Yes, Your Honor.
Mr.
Drucker, you do understand that you have a right to offer evidence? To call witnesses, even to testify on your own behalf? I choose not to, Your Honor.
All right.
Your life, Mr.
Drucker.
Summations tomorrow morning.
Man One, 20 years.
In exchange for his testimony.
He doesn't care about the weight, Jack.
Department of Corrections is transferring your son into protective custody.
Best I can do.
He's convinced his son will die in prison.
You're wrong, Mr.
Drucker.
It'll be you who dies in prison.
Of old age.
Mr.
McCoy, I don't care anymore.
You believe this guy? Vacate a sentence? Is that you, Jack McCoy? Drucker's son has already served the majority of his sentence for drug possession.
Right, what's another drug dealer back on the street? To hell with consistency and finality.
He's a non-violent offender, Arthur.
Last we talked, that kid was the one who started this whole ball rolling.
Conspiracy to murder.
As long as his son is still in prison, Kevin Drucker will not testify against L-12.
And a killer goes to prison for the crime he committed.
I'm not gonna lose any sleep over that.
And let this gang that ordered the hit go soot-free? To what end? L-12 is becoming as big a menace as the mob.
Why let the big fish wriggle off the hook when we can land them all? Which fish would that be? Torres? Morales? We can prosecute Diablo Morales right now with Drucker's testimony.
We get Diablo, we may be able to keep Beto Torres behind bars.
What about Beto's girlfriend, Lola? She flips, we won't have to release anybody.
Shut down and unreliable.
We don't even have enough to prosecute her.
Well, how do we know that Drucker's testimony is even worth anything? We hold the son until he testifies, he won't dare burn us.
Getting his son out is all that matters to him.
Drucker's going to prison, no matter what.
We need his testimony.
Father goes in, son comes out.
It's still a good deal.
Teresa Richter deserves justice.
Okay, Jack.
Go fish.
I have to name names? Absolutely.
As co-conspirators, not a backdoor to a duress defense.
The D.
A.
is willing to terminate your son's sentence.
It's the best they can do, Kevin.
When will you release my son? Only after you testify.
Things just got so out of hand.
I want the nightmares to stop.
I want to apologize.
To her parents.
There'll be an opportunity to make a statement of remorse.
And I want to talk to my son.
After allocution.
I'll draw up the papers.
What happened to your ear, Pat? What's all this? Just sit down.
You talked to these guys? Do me a favor, once, will you? Just sit down and shut up and listen.
I got something to tell you.
It is over.
L told them.
Everything.
Oh, my God.
Just listen to me.
How could you do this? They're going to let you go.
What do you mean, let me go? The state will transfer you to protective custody.
After I testify, they are going to let you walk out of here.
Did they put you up to this? How could you let him do this? Your father killed someone.
We didn't open the doors on that.
I killed an innocent girl, Pat.
I got to answer for that.
I'm going away for a long time, no matter what.
You finger these guys, you won't last 20 minutes in here.
You let me worry about that, okay? They're getting you out of here.
You're free.
So that's it, then.
You're on your own.
I can't help you anymore.
No, don't worry about me.
Hey, Pat? You try to do something with your life, will you? They're gonna kill you in here.
I died the day I killed that girl.
How many times did the defendant call you, Mr.
Drucker? Half a dozen times.
Did he identify himself when he called? Only once, by his gang name.
Diablo.
After that, I recognized his voice and the number from there on out.
That's it.
Secure the defendant, please.
Mr.
Morales, you do that again, you'll watch your own trial inside a cell on closed circuit TV.
Clear? How did Mr.
Morales get your number? My son is on the same cell block with him in prison.
He told me all about Diablo and the gang that he is a member of, L-12.
What did the defendant want with you? Money, mostly.
I gave it to them in the hopes that they would leave my son alone.
It didn't work.
Records show that the defendant called you two days before the shooting.
What was that about? A girl named Teresa.
He gave me her number and said that I should call her and tell her I had information about L-12 for her.
Quiet! Remove him from the courtroom.
One more outburst like that and I'll clear the courtroom.
Teresa Richter? The young lady that you shot? What did the defendant tell you? He told me that if I didn't kill her, they would kill my son.
You're dead, holmes.
You're a dead man! That's it! Clear the gallery.
What are you offering? Murder two, 25-to-life, to run concurrent with his present sentence.
All you really have is a phone call.
If anyone else was involved, now's his chance to help himself.
Much as it pains me, he'll get protective custody.
What you think? I'm some kind of punk bitch? Like that kid we turned out? I really don't want to be in this room with your client any more than I have to.
What's it going to be? Hey, what you going to do to me, hmm? Put me back inside? That's where we run the show, holmes.
Where we recruit.
Your client doesn't seem to care if he rots in prison.
You ain't noticed, there ain't nothing I can't already do inside.
I can get to anybody, inside or out.
Even you.
What's this? Transcripts of recordings by Teresa Richter for an article she was writing, with extensive interviews with Lola.
The mother of Beto's child.
Least that's what Lola told Beto after her son was born, when he was in prison.
She lied.
Lola was too scared to tell Beto that the kid wasn't his.
That she cheated on him right after he got sent up.
With you.
Lola panicked when she found out she'd been talking to a journalist.
So she called you.
Beto didn't even know you wanted Teresa dead, did he? But he will know, as soon as Teresa Richter's story comes out on the news.
Good luck with your recruiting drive after your boss finds out the kid he's been supporting is really yours.
You didn't really think Diablo would take a deal, did you, Jack? I figured I'd offer him a fighting chance.
The next few months are going to be hell.
Maybe Teresa Richter's story will do some good for those girls.
Maybe.
Thanks for all your hard work, Alex.
“N 'm.
See you tomorrow.
Night, Jack.
Excuse me, miss? You tell your boss we were that close.