03x05 - Death Casts a Vote"

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You have a tough labor leader in there that
will inevitably be suspected of m*rder.

David has been k*lled!

If it's not su1c1de, then you'd be a
logical suspect, wouldn't you, sir?

You started a brushfire.

And it's going to be
very hard for me to put

it out before it burns
down the whole state.

Everybody's screaming cover-up!
And you talk about erupting volcanoes.

What are the farm workers gonna do
when they find out they have been lied to?

Gentlemen, you
are about to enter

the most fascinating
sphere of police work,

the world of forensic medicine.

David?

David, where are you?

Do you want anything
special, Quince?

No. Just the routine
sh*ts. Don't miss anything.

Right.

After Ed gets through
with the pictures, okay?

su1c1de? Looks like it.

Poor kid.

You know, it's a
shame, a kid like that.

Who was he? His
name is David Brady.

He worked for Roberto Cruz.

The Farm Workers'
Alliance. Mmm-hmm.

And what with the election next
week, we got enough tsouris as is.

Tsouris? It's a Yiddish
word. It means trouble.

You're a linguist. You know that,
Monahan? You're a regular linguist.

Wife? No, girlfriend. She's
the one that found him.

Felicia Espinoza.

Excuse me. Excuse
me, please. Excuse me.

Miss Espinoza?

Please. Not now. She's
had enough questions.

It's all right. I'm okay now.

I'm not a policeman. I'm Dr. Quincy.
I'm with the coroner's office.

I don't want to
ask any questions.

I just want to
tell you I'm sorry.

Thank you.

We were going to be married.

Right after the election. Beto
promised to be our best man.

Axe you Beta?

No, that's Roberto
Cruz. We call him Beto.

Oh, you work for him, too?

We both do. I'm kind
of second in command.

Felicia called me, and...
My name's Loya. Luis Loya.

Look, Doc, I'd like to take
her home, if it's all right.

I'll take care of her.

I've seen it 100 times, Quincy.
Nearly as often as you have.

But I still can't figure it out.

You know, the kid
had so much to live for.

Don't even try, Lieutenant.

Much better men
than us have failed.

I gotta get back to work.

Dr. Quincy.

Uh... Now, you know
I don't want to push,

but have you finished Brady?

All for some lab work. I
should have the final about 2:00.

It is su1c1de?

Unless something unexpected
turns up, which I doubt.

Right.

You know, I'm grateful to you
for handling this so expeditiously.

The Mayor's office called
and the Lieutenant Governor

and a congressman
from the Central Valley.

They're very interested
in the findings.

Sure. su1c1de's what
they want to hear.

You know, under
the circumstances,

you might want to reveal them at a
press conference. What do you think?

Good, I've set it up for 3:00.

Good idea.

Quince? David Brady's
father. He'd like to see you.

Where is he?
He's in your office.

My son did not
commit su1c1de, Doctor.

Now, I haven't been sure
of too many things in my life,

but that one thing I am sure of.

I understand your feelings,
Mr. Brady, but there is no evidence...

For one thing, he
was a devout Catholic.

Oh, I realize that many
of us do take our own lives

for reasons of despair,
disillusion and bad health.

But, see, David didn't have any of
those problems. On the contrary...

Then you're saying
that he was m*rder*d.

Of course.

But who would it? And why?

Tony Gordon.

The head of the
Labor Brotherhood?

Yes, or one of his hoodlums.

They've used v*olence before,
and they still do. You know that.

And in this case, they
certainly had a motive.

See, David worked
as a fundraiser, mostly.

He was closing the gap fast.

I don't think without him, Roberto Cruz
would have had a chance in this election.

Sounds like he was a
remarkable young man.

Yes. That he was.

Graduated from Harvard
Law School, you know.

At the top of his class.

He led a life of
denial, of poverty.

But that was fine with him.

He even moved into the barrio to be close
to the people that he was trying to help.

He lived on peanut butter
sandwiches and tacos.

He drove in a clunker of an old
car that sounded like a bowling alley.

And he was about to
marry a beautiful woman

who shared the
same dream with him.

What's that tell you about him?

Tells me it would have been
a privilege to have known him.

Yeah, thank you. Yes, it
would have been a privilege.

'Cause he was such a good man.

He was doing what he wanted to
with his life. He was supremely happy.

You tell me, does a man
who is happy take his own life?

Yeah. Trace of cyanide
in the brain tissue extracts.

Why is that?

Beats me. Can't have anything to
do with the cause of death, though.

No. Trace of alcohol
in the bloodstream.

So he took a drink. You've
been known to do that.

Well, I'm gonna take another look at
the pattern of death of the brain cells.

No offense, Quince, but I
think you're looking under beds.

You may be right, Sam.

David Brady d*ed of
carbon monoxide poisoning.

There's no doubt
about that, is there?

None at all.

That doesn't mean
he committed su1c1de.

Well, he was found in his
own car, in his own garage,

with all the windows closed and a hose
right next to him. You saw him yourself.

Yeah, but I didn't see him
put the hose there, did I?

It's the carbon monoxide
that did him in, all right.

What was the saturation level?

Of the carbon monoxide? Yeah.

Forty percent.

Pretty high, isn't it?

Under the circumstances, no.

Everything that was coming
out of the exhaust pipe was...

The exhaust.

Well, what about it?

Well, it was an old car. It was
a jalopy, made a g*ng of noise.

How do you know?

His father told me. He said it
sounded like a bowling alley.

Now, what would cause that, Sam?

A lot of things. Valves, muffler. I could
name a dozen things that could cause...

I'm only interested in one.

Monahan, Quincy. Listen, David
Brady's car, is it still in his garage?

Good. Meet me there, will you?

Trust me, I'm a doctor.

Quince.

Well, every once in a while I'm
entitled to follow a hunch, aren't I?

Once in a while?

What's up?

Finally got here, huh?

What'd you do, forget something?

No. I remembered
something. Take a look at that.

It's sh*t like the rest
of this clunker. So?

Monahan, at least one half to
two thirds of the carbon monoxide

that went through that
exhaust escaped into the air.

Into the air of a
closed garage, Quincy.

In a partially closed garage.

I know what you're sh**ting
at, Quincy. It doesn't wash.

I mean, the monoxide
from this exhaust pipe,

supposing it did
dissipate, right?

Right.

What about the stuff that did reach the
hose? That would be enough, wouldn't it?

It could be. What do
you mean, "Could be"?

If one third of what
was in this t*nk

was piped into the front of the car,
that would be enough to k*ll him, right?

How do you know
the t*nk was full?

I don't.

However, if it wasn't,
you probably got a case.

Look, I'm gonna have Brill check
some of the garages around here.

In the meantime, you know
what I'd do if I were you? What?

I'd jump right back
in that wagon because

I think you got a press
conference about now.

Holy mackerel! I
forgot all about it.

Hey, Quincy. Yeah?

What are you gonna tell
them that caused the death?

Carbon monoxide poisoning.

No, the manner of death.

Tell them what I know.

Which is what?

I don't know.

That you don't know.
There he goes again.

Of course, at the foundation
of this are two labor unions.

Long at each other's throats,
both fighting for representation

of perhaps 100,000 farm workers.

However, it's universally believed that
David Brady's death will have been su1c1de,

a tragic event but
nonetheless one which will

have little effect
on the election itself.

Leaders of both of the labor
unions are here in this room.

One of them, Roberto Cruz, the charismatic
leader of the Farm Workers' Alliance,

is here, seated next to the woman
who Brady was to marry next week.

Cruz, who just got here
a few moments ago,

flew down from Bakersfield,
where he has been campaigning.

Also, there is Tony Gordon, the
long-time boss of the Labor Brotherhood.

Gordon's headquarters are in
Philadelphia, but he's been out here

ever since the Brotherhood decided to
make the farm workers part of their ranks.

At this point, there is only
one person who is not here.

He at this point is
about 10 minutes late.

Where have you been?

Brady's garage, examining a car.

Well, I'm afraid to ask
what you might have found.

I want you to call off
the press conference.

Call it off? I can't do that.

I knew it, I knew it. I knew it.

Why should this time be
different from any other?

I called this press
conference on your word.

You told me it was su1c1de.

If nothing turned up.

What turned up?

It's a possible homicide.

Possible? Yeah.

Possible? That's right.

It's not even conclusive? No.

And you want to go in
there and tell them that?

Well, if the reporters
press me, yes.

Do you realize the
volcano that might erupt

if you go in there and so much
as mention the word homicide?

You have a tough
labor leader in there

that will inevitably be
suspected of m*rder.

Hundreds of farm
workers that loved the boy.

That's not going to
bring peace in the field.

And all because you
have a possibility of m*rder.

What's the alternative?

You'll go in there
and you'll reiterate

that your preliminary findings
this morning indicated su1c1de.

That's the truth, isn't it?
That's only part of the truth!

What happens to your peace in the
field if I go in there and I say su1c1de?

And a month from now
or six months from now

the truth comes out and it
happens to be homicide?

What happens to the
credibility of our office?

Everybody's screaming cover-up!

And you talk about
erupting volcanoes.

What are the farm workers gonna do
when they find out they have been lied to?

Now listen. You pay now or you
pay later with a lot more interest.

There is nothing for nothing!

We have a press
conference waiting.

You go in there and you answer
all questions. Fully and honestly.

Ladies and gentlemen,
if you will just be seated,

Dr. Quincy, the medical examiner
on this case, will make a statement.

The post-mortem
and laboratory data

following investigation
of David Brady's death

revealed that the cause of death
was carbon monoxide poisoning.

The mode and manner are undetermined,
pending further investigation.

Then you say it
was m*rder, Doctor?

No, I'm not saying that.

Come on, Doc. You can't drop a
bombshell like that and walk away from it.

Are you saying
it wasn't su1c1de?

No, I'm not saying that either.

I'm saying that all
possibilities are being explored.

I don't know what it says to them,
Doc, but to me it says m*rder.

Dr. Quincy...

Mr. Cruz, would you make a
statement? Please, Mr. Cruz.

I don't know how
David met his death.

None of us know. But I think
we must leave that to the coroner.

His death was a
terrible shock to us.

I mourn him as a brother.

The workers, as we all know,
that's the important thing.

I hope that no one
will think about this...

He was a good man.

As an excuse for more
v*olence. There's been too much.

We're gonna miss
him. Miss him a lot.

Mr. Gordon, if it's not su1c1de,

then you'd be a logical
suspect, wouldn't you, sir?

Then Monahan took the
car down to the impound lot.

They checked it over.
Tell him what they found.

They found a hole in the
gas t*nk, about halfway up.

Which means that the t*nk could
have only held about four gallons of gas.

What do you think of that?
Now, you put it all together...

And you still come
up with very little.

Astin. Don't "Astin" me.

You're trying to force the conclusion
that Brady was k*lled someplace else

and planted in the garage.

Four gallons of gas.

Monahan, the carbon monoxide from
one gallon of gas could have k*lled him.

With that saturation level?

With that saturation
level. It's possible, is it not?

Oh, it's possible. Of
course it's possible.

I think it's more than possible.
What else do you have?

The words of a grieving
father? That's not evidence.

The cyanide in the brain tissue?

But I don't see a connection
there, and neither do you.

Does that mean you're not gonna
ask for a police investigation?

Not yet. Not when you're trying to build
a case on a foundation of marshmallows.

A man got k*lled!

A man did not get k*lled!
He took his own life!

Now, when and if you prove
otherwise, I'll act! That I promise!

You know, this is just
a little family discussion.

Oh, I understand.

Now, look.

Look, let's not wash our
dirty linen in public. All right?

I'm sorry, I didn't
realize I was doing that.

All right. 'Cause if
you have such doubts,

you should go back to the
lab and work on the tests.

He wants me to stay in the lab.

You know, come to think
of it, that is your home base.

Well, is it all right
if I go out every

once in a while, say,
to pick up my laundry?

I can't very well keep a man from
going out every once in a while

and picking up his
laundry, things like that.

If he leaves the lab because he feels
the need, he should keep a low profile.

I'll do that. Thank you.

Don't mention it.

I won't.

Sam, the alcohol
in Brady's blood,

I want you to run an
analysis, congeners spectrum.

It'll give us what kind it is,
it'll even give us a brand name.

What difference does that make?

Well, if he got it from
his own stock, none at all.

Or if he got it in a bar.

But maybe somebody
gave it to him in their home.

They offered him a drink.

Sam, I'm clutching at straws.
Just do it, will you? Please?

Hey, where are you going?

If Astin asks, tell
him I felt the need.

No, just for one night.

What do you mean?

Eduardo, don't give me that.

Listen, we borrowed your
brother's truck last week, didn't we?

Listen. Really, man, I mean it.

The posters got to get
out to the small towns.

That's where the farm
workers are. Right.

Hey, Doc, I'll be
with you in a minute.

Listen, the posters
are coming off our walls.

We just don't have enough
bread even to print new ones.

So don't give me problems
about your brother's truck, okay?

Okay. All right. Thanks.

Elena, tell Pablo the
truck will be here tonight.

Hey, you made a pretty
big wave this afternoon.

So they tell me. Can I talk
to you for a minute, Mr. Loya?

Luis. I don't answer to Loya.

Elena, hold all calls.

I can spare you five
minutes, no more.

Okay.

So you want to talk
about David, huh?

Yeah. You're on.

Was he here last night?

Yeah, he told me till 8:00.

First time he's left that early in six
months. Including Saturday and Sundays.

Did you see him?

Last night? Yeah.

Mmm-mmm.

Elena, I told you to...
Beto? Excuse me.

Sure.

Yeah, Beto?

Yeah. Matter of fact, he's sitting
right in front of me. What a coincidence.

Okay, I'll tell him.
I'll see you tomorrow.

Beto wants to talk
to you. Where is he?

He's in Bakersfield. But he'll
be here tomorrow morning.

We've got a fundraising
in Beverly Hills.

Can you remember


Sure, what time?



Okay, and bring your checkbook.

I gave at the office.

Hey, Quincy, I like you. You
come by after the election, huh?

You can have all
the time you want.

That's a deal. Okay.

Dr. Quincy, is it?

Yeah, who are you?

I work for Mr. Gordon.

Oh.

He'd like to see you.

Yeah, well, why don't you have him
call me sometime? I'm a little busy.

He likes the personal
touch. Force of habit.

Please.

Well, since you put it that way.

Sam?

Yes, sir. What is all that, Sam?

That? Oh, liquor, sir.

I know that's liquor, sir. What
is this liquor, sir, doing here?

Well, Quincy wanted me to find out
exactly what Mr. Brady had been drinking

before he d*ed. So
I'm conducting tests.

Wait a minute.
You bought all this?

Yes, sir.

I mean, the county did. I filled
out all the appropriate forms.

You did? Yes, sir.

Well, now, I don't
imagine you'll use

more than a few drops
from each bottle, will you?

Well, at most.

But what happens to
the rest? We've paid for it.

Well, I haven't given
it much thought.

Maybe Quincy will
come up with some idea.

I'm sure he will.

Oh, well. Oh, oh, oh.

David Brady committed
su1c1de. Period.

Maybe that's not exactly true. But that's
the way we want it to go down and fast.

What is exactly true?

I don't know.

But I'd say there's
a pretty fair chance

that if he didn't commit
su1c1de, Cruz k*lled him.

Cruz? Sure.

Smart piece of strategy.

I'm a expert in things
like that, you know.

Well, I'm not. Would you mind
straightening me out, Mr. Gordon?

Why not?

You got a big
election coming up.

It's gonna go right
down to the wire.

One side you got St. Beto
riding in on his white charger.

On the other side you
got me, Tony Gordon,

the guy that's tying the beautiful
virgin just to the railroad tracks.

Never mind that he gets
his men the best contracts.

That's why he keeps
getting re-elected.

But he's the heavy because he uses a
little rough stuff every once in a while.

Okay.

Now, one of St.
Beto's crusaders dies.

And the word gets around
that maybe he got knocked off.

Who do you think's
gonna get blamed for that?

And who do you think is
gonna get the sympathy vote?

You think Cruz m*rder*d
one of his men just for that?

Yeah, why not? What do you
think, he's some kind of idealist?

Huh? You show me an idealist,

I'll reach for my hip pocket and
make sure I still got my wallet.

I'll tell you what kind
of a guy this Cruz is.

He's been smuggling in illegal
aliens, just so they can vote for him.

I didn't know that.

They didn't advertise.

Sure. You got Cruz, the guy Loya,
even Brady. They were all mixed up in it.

If you think Cruz m*rder*d Brady,
why do you want me to call it su1c1de?

I mean, if you could prove it...

You can't prove it, Quincy. Don't
you see, that's the whole thing.

What do you think? You think
Cruz is some kind of dummy?

Huh?

Like he was supposed to be in
Bakersfield when Brady got k*lled, right?

I mean, a thousand
campesinos, they saw up there.

Bakersfield is,
what, 90 miles away.

Now, how are you gonna prove
that he drove down from Bakersfield,

k*lled Brady and then
drove back to Bakersfield

in time to have huevos
rancheros for breakfast?

There is another
possibility, Mr. Gordon.

If you won't get offended.

I never get offended, Quincy.

Angry sometimes, not offended.

Okay, say I'm you.
I'm Tony Gordon.

All right. You're me.

Now, remember I'm not
making any accusations, okay?

We're just talking. Sure.

And I decide to
k*ll David Brady.

It would weaken my enemy. See,
he's been raising a lot of money lately.

And the race is tightening. And
we're getting down to the wire.

And so I k*ll him.

And then I call in the medical
examiner, also played by me.

And we have a little chat,
just like we're having now.

See, and...

Well, I use this chat to try to throw some
sand into the medical examiner's eye.

Well, just a thought.

Maybe worth considering.

Maybe.

But I wouldn't consider
it for too long, Quincy.

Right.

Well, very nice meeting
you. Sure. Sure, Quincy.

Oh, and thanks for the escort.

It has been along, bitter fight.
First, with the farm owners

to get the right to
organize the workers.

Now with Gordon and his Labor
Brotherhood, with their promises,

their clout, their lies.

It has been a long fight for the
welfare of a hundred thousand people.

The newspapers call
them "stoop laborers."

Because that is what they have to
do to put your food on your tables.

Stoop labor.

It is not a very
dignified position, is it?

All I see from here
is men's boots.

But with your help, we
can raise those people up.

Give them a decent living wage,

dignity and hope for
themselves and their children.

That's what your money can do.

And today, I ask
it not only for them,

but for a young man who was one
of you, a beautiful, loving person.

David Brady.

He was, like all of you, a
deeply committed human being.

He was an Anglo who gave his life
for the cause of people with dark skin

and funny accents, like me.

Whatever you give today it
will be a living, working tribute

to David and
everything he stood for.

Five days from now, we are
going to win this long and bitter fight.

Five days from now, we
are going to win the election.

And that will be
David's finest memorial.

I thank you.

What do you think?
Well, he's quite a speaker.

Yeah, he was pretty
good this morning.

It ought to bring in enough
to put us over the top.

Mr. Loya? Telephone.

Excuse me. Sure.

Dr. Quincy. Mr. Cruz.

I was at the press
conference yesterday.

I know. I saw you there. I'm
sorry for what I had to say.

I see you have Felicia back.

She insisted on
coming to work today.

I tried to persuade her
not to, but here she is.

Dr. Quincy, I have to circulate
for a moment, but after...

Beto.

I think we're
gonna have trouble.

Manuel?

Yeah, and a whole lot
of others. At the park.

All right. You two stay here.

Offer my apologies all around.

I would appreciate if
you could come with me

because what I want to talk about with you,
you'll have a chance to see it firsthand.

It's nice.

We've been covering the
whole state with it, when it runs.

It doesn't run all the time?

Just got fixed.

It was been stuck in front of headquarters
for the last week, waiting for parts.

Make it as fast as you can,
Juanito. You better take the freeway.

That's something else we got
against the Labor Brotherhood.

They sold us a clunker.

You bought this from them?

Yeah. Two months ago. Before
they decided to cut in on our territory.

I'll tell you something.
If I was campaigning,

this is the way
I'd want to travel.

Well, listen. We are going to a bunch of
farms near San Bernardino tomorrow morning.

Why don't you come with us?

You can tell everybody that
David's death was su1c1de.

Do you really think
it was a su1c1de?

Yes, I do. I really do.

But after that press conference, I
know that a lot of my people don't.

Well, I need a little time.

But I know them. And
some of them are hotheads.

And they're going to
be very hard to control.

I know that you didn't mean
to, but you started a brushfire.

And it's going to be
very hard for me to put

it out before it burns
down the whole state.

What are we gonna do, huh?
Just sit around and take it?

No!

Are we gonna show
them that we are men?

Yeah!

Or are we just gonna
sit around like chickens?

No!

Are we gonna stand up like men?

Yes!

First it was David.
Then it's gonna be Beto.

Or you or your wife
or your children.

Aren't we sick
and tired of this?

Yeah!

Are we gonna bust some heads?

Yeah!

Are we gonna go
there and show them?

Yes!

I don't want none of you
chickening out on me.

Everybody follow me, right?

Yeah! Let's go!

Juanito, you better
come with me.

Where are you going?
Well, it's my responsibility.

Are you going to tell
them that it was su1c1de?

No, I can't do that. Then
you better stay here.

Where are you going, Manuel?

Don't try to stop me. You
don't know nothing about this.

Then tell me.

All right, up at the ranch in
Corona, we got some men there.

And I hear some of the guys from the
Brotherhood are gonna bust some heads.

Manuel. You know that's not
the reason you're going there.

You're just mad
because of David.

Beto, listen. You listen to me.

You go there, and you
know what's gonna happen?

Then it's gonna be
their turn. And then we

both keep it going until
somebody gets k*lled.

Somebody already
got k*lled, Beto!

David has been k*lled!

What are we supposed to do? Just take
it sitting down until we all get k*lled?

You don't know that
David's been k*lled.

Then why didn't the
coroner report it as a su1c1de?

Let's suppose that David's been
k*lled. You want to avenge him?

Then you do nothing except
work for the cause, for his cause.

That's what macho is.

Not busting heads
and k*lling people.

You take, you endure, you
work like hell to make things better

until things are better!

And that is your revenge, the
only kind that is worth something.

Now, go home. All of you.

Please go home.

Hey, Manuel.

Come on, come on, let's talk for a
minute, will you? Just you and I, quietly.

Okay? Come on, listen.

Come on.

See what I mean?

Yeah, but I can't
help you there.

You were terrific. Yeah.

I won that one. But if you don't help
me, I'm not sure about the next one.

Oh, Sam.

I thought you'd
kicked the habit.

I don't see the mix.
You forgot the mix.

Astin's gonna pop for it.

And Monahan
offered to tend the bar.

I mean, you get an Irish
bartender with a lot of funny stories,

you're really in business.

Talking about business,
what have you got for me?

I've got good news and bad
news. Which do you want first?

Take your pick.

Okay, I'll give you
the good news.

I found Quaalude
in Brady's liver.

No kidding. Oh,
Sam, now that fits.

Now, that really fits.

Put something like that in a drink,
you can really knock somebody out.

Right. Which leads
me to the bad news.

The drink you're
talking about. Yeah?

I can't match it.

From all this? No.

Well, keep trying, Sam.

That's the missing piece. The
rest of the puzzle is coming together.

Take a look at that.

Ashes?

Can you think of a
more effective way

of getting carbon monoxide
than from burning charcoal?

It's one of the best.

Item number two. Piece of a
charred wall from a mobile home

where the barbeque was.

Made out of plastic, Sam.
What does that tell you?

Burning plastic.

It produces cyanide
gas, doesn't it?

You bet it does.

We've nearly got
the whole script.

David Brady was
k*lled in a mobile home.

That's owned by the
Farm Workers' Alliance.

Cruz?

No. He used it, but I believe
anybody could have had access to it.

Now, let's see. The
k*ller gave a drink

to David Brady
laced with Quaaludes.

Which means he
went out like alight.

Then he lit the charcoal, he sealed up the
place and he went outside and he waited.

When he was sure that Brady was
dead, he drove him to his garage.

He stuck him in his own car.
Then he hooked up the hose,

he started the engine, he closed
the garage door and he split.

It sounds pretty good.

What do you mean,
"Pretty good"? It's perfect.

There's only one thing missing.

What?

Who?

His car was still at
the office when he left.

Okay, he went campaigning
with Beto in Bakersfield all day.

Came back to the office, worked
till 8:00, and then he left, right?

That's right. About around that
time. Maybe a few minutes after.

Dr. Quincy.

Mr. Brady, what
are you doing here?

Well, I came down to help
Felicia get the posters distributed.

I'm a volunteer, Doctor.

I know, it sounds foolish, but
makes me feel closer to David, so...

I understand that.

Are you still investigating?

Yeah. Every time I come
close to it, it blows up in my face.

We know he left
the office at 8:00.

The approximate
time of death is 1:00.

But there are five
hours I can't account for.

You're sure you don't
know where he went?

Tell him, Felicia.

Well, he said something about
stopping at the project first.

The project?

Does that have anything
to do with illegal aliens?

Please, you gotta trust me.

Luis runs a sort of a
halfway house for them.

To get them jobs.

David helped once in a while.

Did he help that night?

He said he wanted to
talk to some people there.

Who?

I don't know.

I don't know.

But he phoned that
night, around 10:00.

What about?

He was very upset. He
said he found something

that “fight cost
Beta the emotion.

Did he say what it was?

No. He just said that he was
going to look into it some more.

Where's Beto now?
He's at headquarters.

There's a strategy
meeting with Luis.

What's his number? 555-9712.

Do you wanna sign
for this, Miss Espinoza?

Beto, Dr. Quincy.

You invited me to go along
on a campaign tour tomorrow.

Yeah. Well, I can make it.

Oh, I'm waiting for some
results on the lab tests.

That'll be fine. Good, I'll
see you there. Bye-bye.

I don't believe it.

Eight speeches, he shook 300 hands
in less than two hours and 20 minutes.

Yeah, and he kissed four babies,
and I think one of them was wet.

That's what I call
an average morning.

Where does he get the energy?

That's easy. From love.

And a lot of grape juice
from good union grapes.

Well, where to now?
We go back to town.

I've got a meeting
with some of my people.

Fellows, look, I've
got to level with you.

I came with you today because I
wanted to retrace David's last day.

Now, I know he went
campaigning with you in Bakersfield.

And he came back,
he went to the office.

And then he went to
the half-way house.

Now, I know about
it. I'd like to go there.

What do you expect to find?

I don't know. I just
wanna look around.

I promise I won't
cause any trouble.

That's okay with me, Luis.

You wanna go see the place?

Yeah.

Beto's not supposed to
know anything about this.

This is my baby.

Okay. Now, don't get
the wrong idea, Doctor.

For the sake of the union, I cannot
get involved in what Luis is doing.

But I approve of it,
and I give thanks for it.

We don't encourage the
illegals to come, but they come.

Hell, it was their
land to begin with.

And they contribute more to it than
they take back, Doctor, believe me.

They work hard. Most of them
have jobs that an Anglo won't touch.

You know something?

If they send all the
illegals back tonight,

half of California would shut
up tight tomorrow morning.

I mean it. I can go
right down the line.

No more bus boys, no
more parking lot attendants...

Life wouldn't be worth living.

And you guys help
get them jobs, huh?

Well, Luis does.

And David used to.

And if we get them
jobs in the fields,

and they wanna vote for
the Farm Workers' Alliance,

well, we're not exactly
going to challenge the vote.

And if they want to go for Gordon
and the Brotherhood, that's all right, too.

So, you wanna go and get some
more education, huh, Doc? Okay.

I promise you, you're
going to get some there.

Raul, Luis. Open up.

Hey, what's going on? Oh.

There's eight more
guys coming tonight.

You've got room? Room?

You know, I never realized...

I know, I know. Nobody does.

Not until they see it for themselves,
but who wants to do that?

Ah, Raul, Dr. Quincy.

Oh, how do you do?

Hey, he's a friend of ours.

Listen, I'd like to
talk... Uh, Doctor,

I have to go take care of some
arrangements for those eight.

The night David
d*ed, were you here?

Yeah, I was here.

He showed up here, didn't he?

Yeah. He was talking to
couple of... Two, three people.

What about?

I don't know, but whatever
they told him got him very mad.

I've never seen him like that.

You don't know what they said?

No, but he talked to me
about going to see somebody.

Something vital to the election.

These people, can you
give me their names,

tell me where I can find them?

These people, they don't
leave any forwarding addresses.

They go to Mexico,
some of them get jobs.

They just wanna disappear.

Well, did you find
anything out, Doctor?

Not really.

But I did get that
education you promised me.

Listen, Doc. I've gotta get
back to the headquarters.

Otherwise, the guy might
lose the election. Okay.

Coffee, tea or the hard stuff?

I'd like some coffee, please.

Help yourself. Oh, okay.

Wow, it looks like
a grocery store.

You've got everything
from tomatoes to charcoal.

Yeah. Well, I gotta
buy in bulk, you know.

We've gotta save every nickel.

I guess you supply Beto's
mobile home, too, huh?

Oh, yeah, yeah. When
we're on the move.

What's that?

Oh, it's Aguirre.
It's from Mexico.

I never saw that. No,
they don't export it.

But I have some friends
on the other side. Ah.

What does it taste like?

Uh, it's very, very hot.

It's for Mexican taste only.

I remember I gave some to David.

Boy, did he have to
drink a lot of water!

When did you do that?

Huh?

Give David a taste?

Oh, about a week ago.

Excuse me, Doc, I gotta
take care of something.

You know what, you
piqued my curiosity,

I'd like a taste of that.

It's very hot. Oh,
I can handle it.

All right.

Salad. Salad.

You talk about... I'm sorry.

Hey, hey, hey. My mother told
me, "Never cry over spilled liquor."

Yeah, but I know how
hard this stuff is to get.

I'm awfully sorry. It's
all right. It's all right.

I'm a mess!

It won't happen
again. I guarantee that.

Salad. Salad.

You didn't identify
the booze yet, did you?

No. And I'm running
out of stuff to check.

There's a whiskey stain on
this tie. I'll bet it checks out.

And don't worry
about ruining the tie.

It's a Christmas
gift from Astin.

I think you got them all.

We might need them all.

Listen, where to now?

Uh, let's see. We're
going to the Benton farm.

I'll get a ride
back with Carlos,

you go on to Paso Robles
for the meeting with Aragon.

Yeah.

And you can make
the tapes along the way.

Luis! Beto!

Luis. Beto.

Felicia told me
I'd find you here.

You finished the autopsy?

Yeah, and the lab work.

David k*lled himself?

No. Homicide.

By party or parties unknown.

At least that's what I'm
gonna put down on the report.

The rest is up to the police.

They'll know who to pick up.

Gordon?

No. Not Gordon.

All we need now,
Luis, is the motive.

What? Luis?

Hey, Doc, I mean,
you're not really serious?

Will you cut it out?

He was k*lled right in that van.

The carbon monoxide
came from the barbecue.

The cyanide we found in the brain
came from the burnt plastic on the wall.

Are you accusing Luis?

I'm stating the facts.

But it's impossible.

Anybody could
have gone in there.

Gordon, any of his bunch.
They used to own the van.

Yeah.

But they don't drink
Luis' brand of liquor.

Aguirre.

They don't export it. You
have friends who brought it in.

Isn't that what you said?

Well, it matches up with the
alcohol we found in Brady's blood.

Luis.

Tell him it's not true.

Tell him you didn't k*ll David.

I k*lled him.

No!

You say you don't
know the motive.

Well, I suppose it has
something to do with illegal aliens.

I was taking kickbacks.

Everybody was robbing them

and giving them
nothing in return.

I gave them something,
Beto. I got them jobs.

At first, I wouldn't
take a dime.

They offered. I said, "No."

But then,

I started demanding it.

I said, "Okay."

Beto, you don't need money.

You live like a monk.

You're...

You're leading a crusade.

You have the glory.

I don't have that.

And I needed something
to make up for it.

David. David.

He found out.

He came to me. He was
a good kid, I loved him...

I really loved him.

But he was gonna
blow the whistle.

And all I could think of was
it was gonna hurt you, Beto.

Dr. Quincy,

the election is
in just four days.

If you could just...

Sit on it?

Please.

What good would that do?

I'll stick around.
We're going to win.

Please don't do anything
to keep us from winning.

No! No.

If we win that way,
we don't deserve it.

Not with a lie.

Not holding back the truth.

Mr. Cruz, Mr. Cruz...

Loya's arrest, how do you think
that will affect the elections, Mr. Cruz?

I'd like to think it won't.

The farm workers
will vote on the issues.

And I'm sure they'll go for the
union that can best represent them.

Mr. Cruz, if you lose, will
you still think the same way?

Yes.

No, no, no...

You know, every time I
have to talk to the press...

Luis, he used to brief me.

Well, the answer you
gave was very, very good.

Because it's the truth.