04x23 - Hindsight, Part 5

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Drop the g*n.

Previously on "Major Crimes"...

And are you aware that Rachel and Mark had been...

Sleeping together.

This affair creates another motive for Rachel's m*rder.

And now not only is Hickman a suspect, we have to think about his wife as well.

Provenza: Sharon, please do not tell me that you are using your son's safety to make a deal for charges of armed robbery.

No, I just want a guarantee that you can arrest Gary.

Provenza: That is a statement of facts from Mr. Buddha.

He will explain how your brother used your church for drug trafficking.

How can I be sure all of this is true?

We need you to have a conversation with your brother.

You're using this church to distribute heroin?

Forget the dope, all right?

All you got to do is recite the Bible to reporters and I'll go on cleaning up the mess you made when you allowed cops to search this church.

I have nothing to hide.

Do you?

Dennis, what's going on here?

Bro, you don't want to know.

No. I need to know.

This is my church, and I need to know every...

I just said you don't!

You don't need to know!

This is heating up real fast.

May... Maybe... Maybe you should.

You really think all that cash you get comes from those little collection plates you pass around?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

See, you're living off my tithe, all right?

I make sure you and Jesus get your 10%.

So all you got to do is keep on smiling at the food truck on Taco Mondays, feeding the poor and the oppressed.

Stephanie: The taco truck?

Might be how they distribute the heroin.

You don't need to know nothing else. Understand?

Captain, our dope specialist thinks we should follow the tacos.

If you're dealing death and dr*gs out of a house of God, if you're responsible for Tamika and her little boy being sh*t up...

I don't know sh*t about Tamika.

Then how did that g*n get in the altar?!

You really think I'm stupid enough to move the dope and leave the g*n behind?

Man, the cops planted that U*i! You know that!

Yeah, I've been wondering about that since the beginning.

Why take the heroin and not the g*n?

Let's get this over with.

Come on. L-L-Let me have it.

What's on your mind, brother, hmm?

When I was standing trial for k*lling that cop, did you go back to where Emile and I tossed that U*i?

Did you find it?

Did you use it to m*rder that D.A.?

Now, why... would I k*ll those people?

Hmm?

To save your sorry ass?

You really don't get it, do you?

You being in jail was the best thing that ever happened to me.

It gave me control of our boys.

I've been in charge ever since.

And you finding Jesus was... that was just a miracle.

You want to know why Tamika's death never brought no real g*ng w*r until you were stupid enough to bail Jon Barnes out of jail?

My God. I'll tell you why.

It's because I am the cartel, Daniel.

And this church?

This church is the cartel.

The Bloods, the Diablos... they're all me.

I cut the dope, and I send it out to both gangs.

And there's money, there's peace, there's love for everyone.

If you had just let me handle Barnes, we wouldn't have this problem!

Dennis! You don't understand what you have done.

Dennis Price may be trafficking dr*gs...

...but he did not k*ll any of the victims.

Provenza: Now, why do you think that? Just because he denied it?

No. Because he sh*t at Jon Barnes several times at close range in a small motel room, and he missed... something our sh**t never would have done.

And we're implementing my business plan all across this great, Christian country of ours.

The big brother I grew up with... he would have been proud of what I accomplished.

Proud of you? Proud of you?

Oh, oh, brother.

I pity you.

You're going to hell.

You cause me any problems... and I'll guarantee you'll get there first.

Holy crap.

So it's neither one of the Price brothers.

We could arrest Dennis Price now.

But he's deep into the cartel, so maybe we should follow him for a bit and check his finances.

Provenza: Yes, and have Cooper's people follow that taco truck and see where it leads us.

Uh, Captain, the, uh, robbery suspect you asked County to transfer is on his way up.

Provenza: You want me to deal with it?

No, but I could use the help.

Okay, Chuck, eyes on the taco truck and on Dennis Price every second.

So, Captain, still no closer to an arrest for our murders?

I wouldn't say that, Chief, but we do need to rethink how this heroin links everything together, and then we got to hope that our witness comes through for us.

Excuse me.

Uh, Buzz, Buzz, I need you, please.

Witness? What witness?

Yeah, well, there was a kid who might have been hanging out on the street the night Tamika was sh*t to death... Lil Wheezy.

Only trouble is, he didn't see anything.

Yeah, Mike, Amy, Steph, no arrest.

Head back when you can.

Dear God. Dear God.

Buzz, Buzz, while the Captain and I interview Sharon Beck's dirtbag boyfriend, I need you to... Well, I'm... I'm asking, would... would you please just be my friend for a few minutes and write down everyone you think I should invite to the wedding?

Include yourself and Gus.

Lieutenant, I can't be in charge of picking out your wedding guests.

What if I left someone out who...

You don't understand, Buzz.

If I don't get this done today, Patrice won't send out the invitations.

Uh, may I make a small suggestion?

Of course. Please.

Okay. Instead of demanding your own way, why not give Patrice the wedding she asked for, Which was a very -- are you seriously suggesting That i walk across the street to city hall And get married during my lunch hour?

Oh, good. You remember what she wanted.

[Elevator dings]

Yes. That's what I'm suggesting.

You are...

Right this way.

Now, you listen to me, Dr. Phil.

I asked for your help, not your advice.

And... And where does that come from, anyway... all your experience with weddings?

No, sir. It comes from all your experience with weddings.

Wouldn't you like to make Patrice happy and maybe... maybe get your sixth wedding off to a better start than the last five?

Sharon: I just want to make sure you're prepared to plead your own case.

[Handcuffs click]

The state can provide you with a lawyer...

I need help.

And you need help.

That won't happen if I lawyer up.

Besides, anytime I get an attorney, I go to jail longer than I should have.

Well, as hard as that is to believe, Gary, I...I do have a question for you.

Considering that we have a video of you holding up a liquor store at gunpoint, what further help do you think we need?

Well, for something lesser than three strikes, I can identify my accomplice.

I mean, I know who you are.

You got to be interested in seeing that crazy bitch put away, right?

Ay. This could be over real fast.

Don't you want to see Sharon Beck where she can't hurt your son again?

Mr. Lewis, when did you develop this touching concern for Rusty's welfare?

Was it just after you stopped b*ating him and abandoned him at the zoo?

His mom did all that, not me.

Is that so?

Well, I know he tells it the other way around.

It's probably easier for him to remember it that way.

You know, easier for everyone, isn't it?

Just blame Gary.

Yeah, I admit the boy wasn't treated right, sure.

But Sharon Beck has never treated anyone right... not me, not the guy she was with before me or the guy before him, either.

And I do not want her leaving me like this, pretending that she's protecting her son.

I mean, who believes that?!

So, you don't believe that it's Rusty's fault that Sharon Beck left you?

No. That'd be ridiculous.

I mean, I know some people do that, right?

They blame someone else when their girlfriend jumps ship, but not me.

I know it's all her.

But you were following Rusty.

Not because I was mad at him.

I mean, the kid ver d anything.

She was the problem, and she still is.

Well, um, since you're being so helpful, we will certainly talk to the D.A., figure out if a deal is, uh, possible.

Excuse me.

[Cellphone dings]

Well, one of these searches is me... when we first found the w*apon in the church.

Sharon: Yes, I see that, Mike.

But before we found the g*n, Francine, you I.D.'d it from its casings.

That's right.

But you entered the U*i into the NIBIN database a full five hours before you reported it to us.

Why the delay?

Amy?

Captain, I apologize.

I was so excited about those casings, I could actually feel that g*n in my hands.

And Hickman never stopped working that case.

He had ideas I was sure he wouldn't... share with the rest of y'all, so I pushed Amy to go find him while I...

I double-checked my results.

And, Amy, you then went and spoke with Mark Hickman?

Because of what Francine said, yes.

And how did you intend to treat these conversations when the defense asks for our sources?

I recorded everything Hickman said and transcribed all of our conversations by hand.

He may have come up with some wrong answers, Captain, but he had a lot of the right questions.

Too many of the right questions.

Which makes the other search I turned up especially odd.

The U*i's serial number was run 11 years ago.

How did that happen?

We only now just found it.

Norma started the offline from the date Reese was sh*t.

I didn't expect much, but, lo and behold, she found the serial number for the U*i run 20 days before the trial for Daniel Price by L.A.P.D. Detective Mark Hickman.

It's ridiculous.

This is all fake.

It's not fake, Mark.

You ran the serial number on the U*i 11 years ago, which means...

I never had the damn g*n, man!

L-Listen, even if you think I'm so stupid that I'm gonna run a serial number before murdering Rachel, what possible reason would I have for k*lling this Tamika girl?

What?

Sykes: Well, Emile couldn't remember where he put the g*n.

But Tamika knew.

And as she became more and more afraid Tamika? The girl who was sh*t to death the other night?

How the hell would she know where the U*i was?

Tamika was the third person in the car when Officer Reese was m*rder*d.

[Scoffs] What?

At the time she was Emile's girlfriend, and she told you where the g*n was right before the trial.

Ah, come on, Amy.

Mike's no surprise, but couldn't you come up with something better than that?

It's so sad.

She thought you'd use the U*i to help Emile.

And you did help Emile, by sh**ting the D.A. and her bodyguard to death with the same m*rder w*apon used by Daniel Price.

12 years later, Tamika's new boyfriend, Jon Barnes, is sitting in County, awaiting trial for drug dealing.

He can't make bail.

Tamika comes to see you again, blackmails you for...

Guys, come on! This is bullshit!

No, it's not!

Tamika told you where the g*n was and then told Emile you were the person behind the m*rder of Rachel Gray, so he had to go, too.

Listen to me, Sharon, this is all a terrific theory you've come up with that doesn't apply to me.

I didn't k*ll Rachel, I never found the g*n, and whoever Tamika blackmailed, it wasn't me.

If she told someone where the g*n was, it was Dennis Price.

You know, we have a good circumstantial case against Hickman.

I know the pressure to solve this case ... must be huge...

The motive seems right.

But where did he get the heroin to k*ll Emile?

Tao: Mark, you have to sit down and talk to us. Come on!

Sit.

This is your I.D.

This is the serial number for the U*i.

It's not phony!

You got to explain it, Mark!

I can't.

Look, I'm an assh*le.

I never said any different.

But I couldn't k*ll anybody in cold blood.

You held a g*n to the Reverend Price's head and threatened to k*ll him.

That was a tactical move.

And... And I was drunk at the time, okay?

Were you drunk last week when you k*lled Tamika and her little boy?

No. I didn't k...

Look... ask my wife.

She'll tell you.

I was with her when Tamika was m*rder*d, on our boat, and when Emile d*ed.

Ask Sherry.

Funny thing is, Mark, we did ask your wife.

She has no idea where you were when Emile was m*rder*d.

And when Tamika was sh*t, she had gone to bed and left you drinking on the deck of your boat.

And drinking is when you are most likely to reach for your g*n nowadays.

I mean, is she wrong... Sherry?

[Scoffs] That stupid bitch.

No. She's not wrong.

Is that what you wanted to hear?

Did I give you the proper amm*nit*on to go after your next ambush?

You happy now, Captain?

As a matter of fact, Mark, yes, I am.

You still have no physical evidence.

But we already knew that his wife wouldn't lie for him.

Sharon: Yes, Lieutenant, but we didn't know that he wouldn't lie for her.

Y-You think I don't know how this game is played, mocking up documents to get me to say what you want to hear?

Julio and Steph, follow up on the taco truck.

If you find the wrong kind of heroin and Sherry Hickman tries to cooperate, I think I'll be making an arrest.

Captain, uh, do you think we'll be through by lunch?

Mark: It's never gonna work.

I-I-I may need some time off tomorrow to run an errand... across the street.

Worse... it's keeping you from the truth.

Oh, Lieutenant, well, I think that it's possible you could have the whole afternoon off.

You use what I said here to go after my wife, you'll never solve this case.

You hear me in there?

Never! Never.

Rusty: My mother never hit me.

How could Gary think he could get away with saying something like that?

But, Rusty, the bigger problem is, if Gary holds to his story that your mother planned the robbery...

Look, Mom, she couldn't even plan dinner or a trip to the grocery store.

Honestly, she bought one roll of toilet paper at a time.

That's... That's how far ahead she planned, okay?

[Knock on door]

And now she's supposed to be some mastermind of... of an armed robbery?

I mean...

Hi, Gus.

Hello.

How was your trip in?

Great. I think I have the subway down.

I just wish it went all the way to work.

Uh, thank you for taking me the rest of the way.

Yes, yes, I told you 100 times, I don't mind dropping you off.

It's on the way. Okay?

[Sighs] Damn it, Mom, what are we supposed to do about this?

Well, if you have time after your class this morning, you could visit Gary at County.

Visit... Why would I do that?

Because it would be harder for him to lie to your face.

And you could find out more about the robbery.

But I thought being your son meant that I couldn't talk to criminals when... when...

Well, if they'd invoked their rights, but Gary has decided to defend himself.

You can ask him anything you want.

Oh.

And... And can I, um... can I record our conversation?

The county will record it for you.

Oh.

Okay. Uh, well, good luck today.

You too.

[Door closes]

Fritz: I followed up on your suggestion, and the prepaid cell you found in Goldman's car can't be connected to any drug investigation either by the L.A.P.D. or L.A. Clear.

It has to be connected, Chief.

Why? Because it had traces of corn starch on it?

I know you found corn starch other places, too, but...

I don't know what the corn starch means except it has to be connected, like this phone, which our k*ller used to call both Tamika and Emile just before they were m*rder*d.

Haven't you eliminated Dennis Price as a suspect?

Yes, but we haven't eliminated the heroin.

Somebody knew where Dennis stashed his heroin inside the altar of the church, and they hid the U*i there so our drug dogs could find it.

Right.

Well, it may have taken days, but anyone could have searched the church illegally and found where the dope was hidden... although the phone...

Chief, we did find a bunch of unused prepaids like this one when we arrested Buddha.

Yeah, but unused phones don't make calls that show up in L.A. Clear's database.

But what if this prepaid was part of a bulk purchase of burner cells?

[Cellphone vibrating]

Yes, Steph.

The taco truck came back with what we think is a full load of heroin.

The employees just locked it up and left.

Cooper's people have them all under surveillance.

You want us to wait for you?

No. Go ahead. Keep me informed.

Yes, ma'am.

Even if I connect this phone to another dope case, I can't prove a specific person was using it.

Leave that to me, Chief.

Do you have someone in mind?

[Elevator dings]

Sherry, glad you could pop in.

This way.

Uh, no.

I'm not talking to her.

But, Mrs. Hickman, I...

You go or I go.

Gentlemen, I'm under no obligation here, am I?

[Sighs]

Uh, why don't we go this way?

[Lock disengages]

Sanchez: I don't know why they turned off the power.

Look around. Let's make sure that this place is clear.

Man: Clear!

Clear!

Clear!

Clear! All clear!

Hey, let's get the dog in here.

Sherry, how much did Mark share with you about his investigation into the m*rder of Officer Reese?

Not as much as you might think.

Provenza: Well, Mark was working long hours, not coming home for days on end, not answering his cellphone.

Maybe you got curious about what he was up to.

Sherry Hickman was a great detective on our fraud division.

Tao: Maybe you wanted to look into his hours.

You really think she could have m*rder*d any of these people?

Our k*ller is familiar with how the police work, is an excellent sh*t, and had serious issues with at least one of our victims.

Is this your roundabout way of asking me how I found out that Mark was in love with Rachel Gray?

Oh, Sherry, Sherry, I-I'm sorry.

We... We don't mean to pry, but, well, as it turns out, your answer to that question is very important to our solving these cases.

So, yes.

Yes, we were wondering what gave Mark and Rachel away?

Well, I certainly didn't hear about it from his partner, my good friend Michael Tao.

I'm sorry, Sherry. [Sighs]

I just didn't think it was my place.

You can tell yourself whatever you want, but you chose a side.

The entire L.A.P.D. chose a side.

How many people knew what was going on and watched me come in here to work every day, with whispers behind my back?

Rachel took everything from me... my self-respect, my job, my husband.

I know you won't believe it, but I loved that son of a bitch.

I loved him.

[Dog barking]

Jesse, find it.

Find it.

Jesse, find it.

Sherry: I didn't trust him anymore, so I started looking around for reasons why.

I looked at his phone, his private e-mail, his pockets, his wallet.

There was nothing.

But his e-mail account at work was filled with letters to and from Rachel.

They were...

...the things that he said to her even after it was obvious that she had moved on to somebody else.

And then she d*ed.

Provenza: His e-mail account at work... you had the password to that?

I had all of his passwords because they were all the same.

It was our wedding day, if you guy can appreciate the irony of that.

I mean, that's what everybody longs for, isn't it, a wedding day that you never forget?

Hard to argue with that.

It turns out that I didn't need his password because I was using his computer at work and he never logged out of it, even if it was policy.

Mark was never big into following the rules.

Taylor: So, she sets herself up, then she takes herself off the hook.

She certainly has the right motive.

I'm almost there, Chief.

I'm...

I'm almost there.

Hey, Steph, uh...

I left some things at your house last night... like my gloves.

And your tie.

Oh. [Chuckles]

Little out of practice.

Didn't seem like it to me.

[Breathes deeply]

All right, now, these aren't like the fancy black ones you have in Major Crimes.

They're just the same old latex gloves everyone else has been using for the last 15 years... nothing special, but they do the trick.

[Dog growling]

Got something.

Got an alert?

Oh, yeah.

[Door buzzes]

Well, you're the last person I ever expected to visit.

I'm only here because you told the police a bunch of lies about my mother.

She never b*at me up, Gary. You did.

She didn't want to dump me in L.A.

You did.

Let's agree to disagree on this.

And, hey, I know at the time driving away and leaving you here seemed like tough love.

But look how it all turned out, huh?

"Tough love"... is that what you call accusing my mother of planning an armed robbery?

We're not talking about that.

Let's discuss how three years ago, Sharon and I got arrested for meth, how I went to jail and she got rehab.

What does that have to do with anything?

Because your mother's a dumb bitch if she thinks that I took three years and a second strike so that she can dump me whenever she wants!

We had a plan of getting back to normal.

So, when you say you have a plan, you meant... you meant keeping her high and pimping her out.

You gonna look down on someone for doing that now?

Maybe you're too good for it, but there was a time, you little, arrogant...

So, is that what it is?

So, she... she wouldn't sell herself anymore, so you... you tried to blackmail her into turning tricks?

"Sell herself."

Boy, when you ever see your mother show that kind of initiative, huh?

No. I had to do the selling.

And you think that was gonna be easy for me, with her almost 40?

But I was willing to work it for both of us.

The robbery wasn't for both of you.

It was to set her up and force her into taking...

So what if it was!

I was taking care of her!

And because she wouldn't listen and freaked out, I got caught.

But this time... this time she's going to jail for as long as I can keep her there.

And this time I'm the one cutting the deal.

Me.

What?

You think you know something?

Everyone's about to know something, Gary, and now I'm leaving you just like you left me... in a place full of cages, with nowhere to go.

Well, that's all I need to accept Sharon Beck's proffer.

And Gary's gone for life?

Into a California correctional facility near you.

Captain, are we really about to wrap this up?

Because I'm getting married in just a few hours, and I'd like to be there when it happens.

So would we, Lieutenant.

Flynn has the witness in your office, Julio and Steph are bringing up the heroin, and Chief Howard is on his way.

I've briefed everyone on how it's supposed to go.

Thank you, Mike. We're almost ready.

Buzz, if you would transfer that video of Sherry Hickman to the big monitor on Mike's desk so our witness can clearly see it.

Will do.

Well, anything else you need to make this work?

Just Chief Taylor so I can walk him through it.

Provenza's getting this afternoon married at City Hall?

It's what Patrice wanted.

Well, I don't want to interfere, but I could maybe make it a little more special.

Tao: Captain, before we start, I can confirm corn starch residue on the outside packing of this heroin that Steph and Julio just brought back.

Like the rest of Dennis Price's inventory?

We knew the dr*gs were being delivered to the church on a weekly basis, that those deliveries coincided with their Taco Monday, and today is Monday.

Taylor: But you just got this dope.

How do you know it connects?

The corn starch?

I keep hearing about corn starch.

Let us walk you through our theory of what happened after Officer Reese was m*rder*d 12 years ago.

Flynn: Okay, when the L.A.P.D. can't find the U*i where Emile said it was, Tamika begins to worry that her boyfriend's deal is not gonna make.

Or maybe she's afraid that he'll snitch on her like he did with Daniel Price.

So she tells a detective where our m*rder w*apon is, and the g*n is almost turned in.

Tao: And we know that's a consideration because the serial number of the U*i was run, but the g*n was held back 'cause there was a problem.

Sykes: A problem named Rachel Gray, with whom Hickman was having an affair so intense, it pushes his wife into confronting her publicly.

Sanchez: Well, it's easy to see why Sherry would blow up.

It's tough finding out your spouse is lying to you, sir.

Provenza: Rachel tells Sherry, "It's over. I've moved on."

But Mark Hickman hasn't moved on.

He starts following Rachel.

To check on her security.

No, Chief, that's not why guys follow the women who break up with them.

Mark Hickman needed to know who Rachel left him for.

Flynn: And remember... unlike Dennis Price, our k*ller is a professional sh**t.

Sherry was a cop.

Taylor: But where does the dope come in?

Sharon: That's the problem.

This theory runs out of gas when we try to explain the heroin.

And then there's the prepaid cell.

Buzz: According to the phone records at L.A. Clear, someone called Emile and Tamika right before they d*ed.

Probably trying to schedule their deaths, but more frustrating still is where this prepaid cell was found.

At the church in Goldman's car during Tamika's funeral.

We thought the now-Reverend Daniel Price had left it behind.

But in hindsight, it couldn't have happened that way because Reverend Price had nothing to do with any of the murders after Officer Reese and had nothing to do with the heroin.

And Sherry was nowhere near the church during the funeral, sir.

Stephanie: Well, Hickman was, and he knew dope was flowing out of the church.

But there's a big problem with that theory, though hopefully our witness will help us sort it out.

Witness? What witness?

Sykes: We came across a young man who was standing in the doorway of his house during the sh**ting of Tamika and her baby.

I filmed him right by where we found the casings.

He didn't want to talk at the time.

But we offered him protection.

And started focusing real hard on Sherry Hickman.

Because our witness says Tamika's k*ller was a woman.

Flynn: Okay, Lil Wheezy, all we need you to do is to say if you recognize that woman right there on the screen.

All right, but recognize her how?

As the lady who sh*t up the red S.U.V.?

That's right.

No, I'm sorry. That's not her.

Hey, do I still get protection, man?

Because you picked me up in front of my boys, there's...

Holy sh*t.

What the hell, man? It's her.

She did it. Sh-She did it. She's the sh**t!

What?

That's...

[Chuckling] What?

Sharon: Which leads us to our alternative theory of the crime...

Well, hold on a minute. Just hold on.

Rachel ended her affair with Hickman to sleep with Eric Dunn.

That is a lie.

No, I don't think so, Steph.

Mark Hickman was a good detective, and he just couldn't figure out who Rachel was seeing.

Because he kept looking for someone other than the person she was letting into her apartment every night... her bodyguard, your husband.

That is a complete lie.

My husband...

[Voice breaking] My husband loved me.

He was a...

My husband was a...

Yeah, I... I'm not... I-I'm not even gonna dignify that accusation with a response.

I mean, a-and you have no evidence.

That is a horrible thing to say.

It's horrible.

Maybe you'd like to respond to this prepaid cell.

It came from a bulk confiscation you made after a drug bust two months ago.

Oh, my God, you... [chuckling] you guys are serious about this.

Steph...

I just watched you break into a garage and a truck.

You could have planted that phone in Goldman's car, no problem.

Taylor: And you work in Narco, which gives you access to all kinds of dr*gs.

Sykes: And how many times did you tell us you knew heroin was being dealt out of Reverend Price's church?

Yeah...

And Tamika knew who you were.

She probably felt it was easier talking to you than to me or Mark, and you were by Hickman's desk enough to run the U*i.

He never logged off his computer.

And then there's the corn starch.

No fingerprints on the U*i or the syringe that sh*t up Emile or the dope that we found in the church, but corn starch everywhere.

It's from the powder in your stupid gloves, Steph!

It's from your gloves!

And our witness saw you k*ll Tamika...

Stop. Stop.

...and her baby... and her baby!

Stop!

Just... stop.

We all know.

We all know.

[Sniffles]

That bitch Rachel.

I am not sorry about her at all.

[Crying] She destroyed my marriage.

No, I was not gonna let what happened to Sherry happen to me.

No.

But Tamika's baby was...

You got to understand.

I never thought she would have that baby in the car that late.

When I realized I gave her the wrong heroin, I had to get it back.

And she just...

When she started arguing with me on the phone about it and... and... and she told me that she or Emile could turn me in at any time, I...

All right.

Stand back.

Stand back!

I'm sorry, Julio.

[g*n clicks]

[g*n clicking]

[Exhaling sharply]

I switched out your g*n, Steph.

[g*n thuds]

And "I'm sorry"...

...won't cut it.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed for you by the state.

How'd I do?

Well, she bought it, kid, hook, line, and sinker.

Hook and what? What does that mean?

Yeah, well, it means that, uh, you've earned your protection.

And you took a pretty nice first step toward a promising acting career.

Taylor: Congratulations, Captain.

You just solved the biggest outstanding case in L.A.P.D. history.

Thank you, Chief.

Thank you.

[Sighs]

[Elevator dings] Come on.

Hey, can I talk to him for a few seconds?

Mm-hmm.

Thanks.

Great fun, Mike. We should get together more often.

Oh, we'll meet again... in court.

Amy, uh, I'll see you at Provenza's wedding?

I'll catch up with you.

Provenza's wedding. When the world blows itself up, all we'll have left are rats, cockroaches, and Provenza's weddings.

So, what you want to tell me, "Honor Roll"?

I thought you should be aware that I recorded all of our conversations and copied them to my boss so you're not surprised if they pop up at Steph's trial.

Ah, there goes your Girl Scout status with your troop leader, huh?

No.

The Captain gave Mike a pass for his run-in with you, which means I get one, too, because you're so toxic.

Yeah. I keep hearing that.

If you want, you can let go of... of all the bitterness now and just walk away from it.

What a good girl you are, still believing in the best about everybody.

Let me tell you what's gonna happen.

One day, you'll be giving testimony at trial, and you'll look up.

You'll see me sitting at the defense table next to some dirtbag attorney who will ask you something like, "Detective Sykes, have you ever withheld information from your commanding officer?"

[Elevator dings]

And then maybe you'll realize that we are not really friends.

This is not who you really are.

Oh... [Button clicks] ...yes, it is.

I promise you, it is.

Buzz: Hey, Amy, turn around.

Hi. Smiles.

Hi. Congratulations.

Smiles, everybody, smiles. Come on.

Look like you're happy the Lieutenant's getting married.

Smiles! Smiles!

Oh. Oh, Lieutenant, yay!

Whoo-hoo!

Oh, okay [claps] almost ready.

Wander in, everyone. Wander in.

Follow me!

Yep.

I know you spent some time with Stephanie Dunn.

Yeah.

As first dates go, it was pretty bad.

[Chuckles]

So, you let the governor know. I'll call him back.

Well, hello, everybody!

Hello.

Hey, Mr. Mayor.

Andrea.

Thank you.

Of course.

Lieutenant. Sharon.

Hello, Mr. Mayor.

Detective Sanchez.

Chief.

It's really great of you to make time for us.

Oh, I'm so happy to be here.

Mr. Mayor.

And you must be the bride.

I am... Patrice Perry.

Well, at least for the next few minutes, anyway.

And where's your family?

Well, that was always gonna be a little bit of a problem because Louie arrested my granddaughter for m*rder.

It's how we met. [Chuckles]

Oh. Well, I haven't heard that one before.

By the way, where is the Lieutenant?

Everyone says "the Lieutenant" like there's only one.

[Dan Godlin's "For Me, For Life" plays]

Hey, there he is!

[Applause]

All right. Sorry.

I'm so sorry, but... since I'll be as never be as beautiful as my bride, I thought I better dress up as much as I could so I could be seen with her in public.

Flynn. Flynn.

Ah.

Louie, you look amazing.

Well, that's because I'm amazed.

♪ You're by my side all the time ♪

Okay, everybody, shall we grab a seat and get started?

♪ I told myself when I find this ♪

I'm gonna do a sh*t up the aisle, one sh*t up the aisle.

All right, everybody, look up when I pass by.

And ready. Go.

Hi.

Hey.

This is the first time I've not been undercover in months.

It's great. Thank you.

♪ To make you mine all the time ♪

Notice all the minorities clumping together.

We feel safer in crowds.

♪ To make you mine all the time ♪

Congrats, Lieutenant.

Congratulations.

♪ Yeah, to make you mine all the time ♪

Marriage is a beautiful thing, which is why Provenza does it so often.

Oh, stop.

We know that you are going to be married forever.

And this is your ceremony.

♪ You were made just for me Thank you.

♪ You were made just for me Thank you. Thank you.

♪ And it feels like Oh, Louie, honey.

♪ You were made just for me Hey, you're not supposed to start crying until afterward.

Well, then you'd better hurry up for God's Sake.

[Light laughter]

Are we ready?

I do.

Oh, uh, I-I mean, we are, yes.

♪ You were made just for me ♪

Can we close the door, please?

♪ You were made just for me for life ♪

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here for this...