01x25 - Downtown Girl

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[Laughing]

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Yo!

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- What's going on?
- You look good.

Have you seen silversmith?

Not since yesterday. Why?

No, no, no, I mean,

have you seen silversmith?

Whoo! Child!

Who says our officers
aren't well armed?

Well, at least they'll freak
out on his badge, right?

Yeah. He told me he was
posin' for some pictures.

- But I had no idea.
J.C.: Silversmith!

All: Yeah!

All: Silversmith! Silversmith!

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What'd you get an extension?

- You know that ain't
real. Cooper: Excuse me!

Officer silversmith,

you seem to be quite the
center of attention this morning.

He was just doing a
little mooning, lieutenant.

Just a little moonlighting.

I did a few photos.

- I didn't see any harm in it.
- You didn't see the harm?

Well, I take it as
a personal insult.

How do you think I feel
when I see one of my officers

posing nude in a magazine

and he doesn't even
have the decency

to autograph it for me?

[Laughing]

Alright, let's stop
messin' around

and get some police
work done this morning.

♪ Mandingo mandingo ♪

Alright, alright, alright.

We got a body down.

African-American,

female, 20s.

She's dead in her
apartment, grand and Mercer.

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Strangled?

Cord's still around her neck.

Etd was midnight, give or take.

Nice wardrobe.

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J.c.: So what do
you think, wong?

Sexual as*ault?

Could be.

You'll have to wait
for your autopsy

like everyone else.

Yeah, we got a
Tina Benson. Age 28.

What do you think,
her boyfriend?

Could be. If only we had a name.

Detective Williams?

You're the first
one on the scene?

Yeah. We got here around 7:30.

The manager let us in.

- Who called it in?
- Next door neighbor.

- Gilbert tubbs.
- Tubbs.

- Let's go see Mr. Tubbs.
- Thank you.

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- Come in, officers.
- Mr. Tubbs?

I'm detective torres.
This is detective Williams.

Now you can put your
badges away. I believe you.

You the one that
put in the call?

- That's right.
- What made you call?

Her alarm goes off
every morning at 6:00

and, uh, 30 seconds
later she turns it off.

Only this morning it stayed on.

- So you called us for that?
- I didn't hear no shower.

Smell no coffee and
she didn't leave for work.

Somethin' wasn't right.

Did you hear
anything last night?

- Like around midnight?
Tubbs: No, I was asleep.

I heard plenty yesterday
morning, though.

I guess she had a big
fight with her boyfriend.

Kicked him out.

I heard you say you needed

the boyfriend's name,
detective Williams.

Yes, sir.

It's adrean.

J.c.: Thanks, listen, um, if you
can remember anything else

or if you hear anything,
you can give us a call

at the fourth precinct.

It's Williams and torres.

Thank you.

So what do you think,
her and her boyfriend

into some sort of kinky bondage,

tie-me-up,
tie-me-down sex thing?

I don't know, usually,
people into that stuff

have some kinda
safe word or signal,

you know, if it goes too far.

Oh, yeah? How do
you know? You try that?

What? Look, kid,
I ain't into that.

How, about, uh, you and Sandy?

Now you're talkin' about
the mother of my child

and my future bride.

- What?
- Yeah.

I'm gonna ask
Sandy to be my wife.

Why? Because she's pregnant?

No. Because I love her.

Alright. Whatever.

Thanks for your support, ed.

J.c.: Well, we know
that it wasn't robbery

because there was
still the TV, vcrs,

cameras, that sort of thing.

The prelim says
she was assaulted.

Eddie: Penetration but no semen.

So the r*pist used a condom.

J.c.: Or maybe it wasn't r*pe.

[Scoffs] She was
tied up, assaulted,

and strangled to
death, detective.

You callin' that consensual?

Well, we were thinking
that it could've been one

of those bondage type
things going wrong.

- You know like...
- Yeah, right.

Except for the fresh
bruises around the neck,

there were no other marks

or scars anywhere on the body.

So, if it was whips and
chains, it was her first time.

Well, this reads like it
was somebody she knew.

Which leads us to the boyfriend.

Phone records
show a bunch of calls

from an adrean Franks.

Check it out.

Oh, the Vic worked
at a firm called

corby, gold and beeker.

It's a law firm. Very
old. Very wall street.

I want you to talk to her boss.

- I'm on it. Cooper:
Oh, and Williams.

A friend of mine
works down there.

She's the office
manager. Be nice.

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J.c.: What can you
tell me about her?

Not much. She was
a competent attorney.

Bright, thorough, hardworking.

She work for you?

Like most of our young
associates, detective,

Ms. Benson floated
among various partners.

Lately, she'd been assigned
to Ms. Laura mckinney,

international finance.

So is that, uh, the type of
stuff you guys do around here?

- International finance?
- Stuff?

We happen to be the tenth

largest firm in New
York, detective.

Trusts, taxation,
offshores, benefits.

Shall I go on?

So, did the sister

get with anybody?

I have no idea who
Ms. Benson "got with."

Come on, black.

A fly, young honey like that?

All your young
studly lawyer types,

nobody tried to get with her?

Detective, neither
I nor my colleagues

care to take a trip
up to grand street.

Grand street?

Is that where she lived?

I drove her home one night.

I'd asked her to
work late on a project.

It's only natural
that I gave her

a lift home afterwards.

Alright, listen, if you
remember anything,

think of anything,
give me a call.

Oh, yeah.

Where were you
last night at midnight?

Home. Working on a brief.

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Detective torres, please.

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[Phone ringing]

Torres.

Okay, I'm on it.

Adrean!

I'm detective torr...

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[Groans]

[Grunting]

Come on, try me!

Hmm.

So, how'd you get in?

Adrean: Had a spare key.

Made it myself.

Look, I didn't even
know Tina was dead.

What'd you think that
ribbon was across the door?

"Welcome home, adrean?"

Don't lie to me.

Why were you
clearin' out your things?

Maybe 'cause I knew
you'd try to pin it on me.

- Now, why would we do that?
- What else you got?

One of her downtown
lawyer friends?

You know you could never
get a conviction off one of them.

Yeah, but you're the one
that had a fight with her.

And you're the one
that she dissed in front

of a whole roomful of people.

That's really cold, I mean,

a woman doin'
somethin' like that.

Wasn't the first time.

Is that what you fought about?

Ah, come on, adrean,

we've all been there.

Hmm?

When she started
workin' downtown,

she changed, man.

She wanted to be down
with them wall street lawyers.

Said they could teach her a lot.

That must've made
you mad, right?

Not mad enough to k*ll her.

Did you ever wanna tie her down?

I... I mean, just for fun?

Let me go!

Eddie: Why? Is
that what she said?

Only you kept squeezin', right?

I ain't into that.

Neither was she.

Maybe it was one of
them wall street lawyers

tryin' to teach her somethin'.

I never hurt her.

I loved her.

I never hurt her.

Well, he was mad, jealous

and he did have a
key to her apartment.

That gives him
motive and opportunity.

That's not enough for the da.

We have to put him at the scene.

- What?
- I don't know.

I mean, I don't think silk
cords are this guy's style.

Alright. We keep him
as long as we can.

Meanwhile, you canvass
the neighborhood.

See if anybody saw
him with Tina that night.

If we don't turn anything
up, we release him.

What happened downtown?

Ah, they set me up
with some black guy

that they made managing partner.

A guy named cliff Ramsey.

Maybe they thought you
could communicate better.

Aah! They thought wrong.

This guy's holdin'
back on something.

Think he knows more about
this girl than he's saying.

Alright I'm gonna
check out this, uh,

corby, gold and beeker.

J.c.: Really? How
you gonna do that?

I'm still a cop.

Oh, yeah. That's true.

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Shirley: Oh, everybody at
the office is just sick over Tina.

You never think anything
like that's gonna happen

to someone you know.

You got any idea who did it?

Oh, we got a
couple of leads, but...

How well did you know her?

Pretty well.

Being an office manager's
sorta like bein' a den mother.

Everybody comes to you
with their problems and gripes.

Especially the young attorneys.

Yeah. Tina have any problems?

Bad enough to file a complaint.

- What kind of complaint?
- Oh, come on.

A bright attractive
woman workin'

in a male-dominated
organization?

You tell me.

What, are you saying
she was harassed?

Virginia, 20 years on the force,

you never had someone
play grab-a*s with you?

[Scoffs] Not and
live to tell about it.

Who was it?

Ah, Shirley. I need a name.

Look, it's confidential
information.

I could lose my job.

I could get a search warrant.

We have 40 attorneys
who specialize

in guarding client's privacy.

You think they're not
gonna protect their own?

[Sighs]

You got any job
offerings at the firm?

[Chuckles] I could check.

- You're a doll.
- Ah.

- What are friends for?
- Thank you.

Mmm. Come on.

Something's not right, man.

Somethin' the lieutenant said.

I'll tell you what's not
right, what's not right

is that cliff Ramsey guy.

You know what I'm sayin'?

Sittin' up in his office

with his big Brooks
brothers suit on like he...

You should be happy
for the brother, he made it.

Nah, man, he's just a sell-out.

Treatin' people like garbage.

Eddie: Is that why
you're really buggin'?

I mean, I know
you're about to take on

some heavy duty responsibility.

Maybe you're feeling the weight.

Maybe you're feelin' the weight,

givin' Gina the
keys to your crib.

No, no, no, no. This is
not about me and Gina.

Look, I am all for you
and Sandy getting married.

But if you're getting
married out of guilt,

you're not doing her any favors.

And you damn sure
ain't helpin' out that baby.

This ain't got nothin'
to do with guilt, brother.

I love that woman, man.

I'm prepared to spend
the rest of my life with her.

- Alright, I hear you.
Cooper: Gentlemen!

How'd she know we're up here?

She kills me with that.

- What's up?
- Ah. No luck.

- Nobody saw Tina with anybody.
- What about you?

Tina Benson was
harassed at work.

By who?

That's what you're
gonna find out.

You start working
there tomorrow.

You see what you can dig up
around the water cooler, huh?

Alright. Right on.

Yo, maybe I'll get an
office with a view, huh?

Now, the pleadings go
in this envelope here.

Oh, good morning, Mr. Braddock.

- Good morning, Ralph.
- He's a senior partner.

Okay, now the contracts go
here, general correspondence here

and probate
documents here, got it?

I think so. Yeah.

Good morning, Ralph.

Oh, good morning, Ms. Mckinney.

Hey. Don't turn around.

You'll turn into
a pillar of salt.

- Who is she?
- Laura mckinney.

Yep. She's a partner.

- Specializes in offshore.
- Mmm. Offshore?

Yeah, international finance,

tax shelters,
that kind of thing.

They call her Venus.

Like the goddess?

Like the fly trap.

Oh, good morning, Mr. Ramsey.

He's a managing
partner. Not real friendly.

Okay. Personnel department 201.

You, uh, got anything for them?

Yeah.

You see, they, uh, lock their
office when they're not in.

So, should we just
leave it by the door?

Absolutely not!

Personnel files
are confidential.

We'll, uh, come back later.

Alright.

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Laura: Another
advantage of St. Gibbs

is government stability,

and as a prerequisite is
secured tackled adjustments.

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[Eddie clears throat]

Excuse me.

Oh, you can put
those over there.

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Wait a minute.

Thank you.

You have a very nice smile.

Aren't you a little
old to be a mail boy?

Actually, uh, it's
a family tradition.

My father was a mail boy.

My father's father before him.

And someday, god willing,

my son'll be a mail boy.

You have a nice smile, yourself.

- Do I?
- Oh, yeah.

Lights up your face.

Are you hitting on me?

No, ma'am.

Uh, well, maybe a little bit

but, uh, no disrespect meant.

None taken.

So, uh, where are you from?

Uptown.

And where are you going?

Wherever I'm welcome.

Laura, I want to talk to you
about that Bristol colonnades

deal before John gets here.

Excuse me.

I've got it right here.

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You're workin' late tonight.

[Scoffs] Just doin' my job.

Give me that, Eddie.

I'm expecting an
overseas fax tonight.

Um, I'd like you to
bring it to my home.

Sure. No problem.

Here's my address.

[Sighs]

Eddie: Here it is.
Tina Benson's file.

Uh-huh.

Hmph. I knew it.

Sexual harassment
against Clifford Ramsey.

I knew this guy was wrong.

Check this out.

Credit card statements.

Six charges to oakley tavern.

Eight blocks from her house.

Let's do this.

J.c.: Excuse me, miss,
have you seen this guy?

Nope.

Eddie: How's he look now?

Oh, him.

Yeah, he used to come in.

Haven't seen him
in a while, though.

Mm-hmm. Did you ever
see him with anybody?

Well, he'd come in,
have a couple of drinks,

throw around some
paper, sooner or later

some woman would get with him.

Guess our man didn't forget

his origins, after all, huh?

Mm. A handsome man like that...

I'd get with him except
he was into the rough stuff.

You know, ropes,
handcuffs. Bondage, baby.

Now, I like a man with slow,

gentle hands.

Sorry, but this one's
practically married.

Thanks, anyway.

- I'm gonna go get this punk.
- No. That's a bad idea.

Let's talk to
Cooper first. Alright.

This guy's a
high-powered attorney.

So what? What does that
make him, more privileged?

Look, let's not blow
this by jumping too quick.

We'll talk to Cooper
in the morning.

Ramsey's not goin' anywhere.

[Sighs]

Alright.

- Need a lift?
- Uh, no.

I got somethin' I gotta do.

[Indistinct chatter]

I brought you your fax.

Thanks.

Why don't you come in?

Okay.

Uh, maybe I should, um...

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[Keyboard clacking]

Hey.

Do you want a glass of water
or something before you go?

Am I going?

Eddie, the sex was good.

Now I got work to do.

[Grunts]

[Alarm beeping]

Uh, would you get that for me?

[Alarm beeping]

[Keyboard clacking]

You're welcome.

Just so you don't get any ideas,

uh, I don't get
involved with mail boys.

I have sex with them.

Then they go away.

Until I ask them back.

This is Laura mckinney.

How much?

That's a lot.

No.

No, we can handle it.

Would you mind finishing
dressing in the other room?

The Caymans cartel
can absorb it. Yes.

Yeah, yeah. I... I will
see you tomorrow.

Alright. Bye.

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Gina, I must've
forgot about dinner.

I'm sorry. I was, you
know, I was workin'.

You didn't know
about the dinner, Eddie.

It was a surprise.

Where were you?

I told you.

- I was workin'.
- Really?

That's funny
'cause I spoke to j.C.

At home two hours ago.

You have a new partner?

- Come on, Gina...
- Don't.

I thought, when you gave me
these keys, it meant something.

It does.

Give me a chance
to explain this.

Was she that bad in bed?

[Keys clinking]

Goodbye, Eddie.

You really blew it this time.

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Eddie: You know,
she's right, j.C.

And the funny thing is,

I didn't really wanna
be with that lady.

What is wrong with my head, man?

You weren't thinkin'
with your head, man.

At least not the right one.

Yeah. But I love Gina, right?

I mean, that's the whole
reason why I gave her my key.

You love Gina, you love
Sharon, you love Anita.

Whoa! What is up with that?

Well, ed, you sound
like a broken record, b.

I mean, every time I turn around
it's the same thing with you.

What do you do? You meet
a girl, you get close to her,

and then you figure
some way to mess it up.

Yeah, well maybe it's
because I can't be there

for anybody, right?

I mean, just like my pops.

Then you're gonna be
alone just like your pops.

Since when are you
the authority, huh?

I mean, uh, did you pop
the question to Sandy yet?

- No.
- Then what do you know?

Well, I guess I don't
know anything, do I?

But at least I'm
willin' to take a risk.

Who you tryin' to convince?

Me or you?

[Knocking on door]

- You wanted to see me?
- Shut the door.

Enjoying your job here, Eddie?

Yeah. I mean, so far, so good.

Or should I say
detective torres?

Detective third-grade,
Eduardo torres.

Joined the New York
police department,

August 1990.

- Upgraded to detective...
- Alright. I get the picture.

What do you think
you're dealing with,

a bunch of uptown crackheads?

We have resources
and connections

you can't even imagine.

How long do you think
a spic cop could fool us?

Long enough.

Braddock: Well, this afternoon
I'm meeting with the mayor.

He'll be interested
to learn that the NYPD

is conducting covert operations
against law-abiding citizens.

I guess that means
you're gonna have to find

yourself another mail boy.

I'm gonna have
your badge for this,

detective torres.

Don't count on it.

I'm sorry, lieutenant.

I didn't think there'd
be hidden cameras.

Yeah, well, I sent
you in there to listen

and observe not to break
into confidential files.

Now we can't use any of that

to harassment
complaint in court.

Yeah, but it does
point us in the direction.

Yeah, maybe,
alright, I'll handle

the flack with
the mayor's office.

What'd we get on Ramsey?

Well, we know that he
harassed the victim at work.

He hung out at a
bar near her house

where he picked up women.

And he was into rough sex.

What about his alibi?

Says he was home
the night of the m*rder.

Alright. Run that down.

Alright. I'm on it.

Cops in the firm,

cops in your bed.

I don't like this.

I didn't think you were
the jealous type, John.

[Chuckles] Well, when it
comes to hundreds of millions

of my dollars, I can get
downright possessive.

Once your money enters
the new financial conduits

I established, it'll flow
through the spigot,

untraceable and clean
as the day it was printed.

- I guarantee it.
- I'm not as smart as you.

I don't know from
conduits or spigots.

But I do know a
cop when I see one.

I made a mistake.

Look, this is
supposed to be a nice,

respectable firm.

That's why you
handle my investments.

Now, I don't like all this heat.

Find out who brought torres in.

I'll take care of that.

No. You give me the name.

Not to take matters
into your own hands.

Clear?

Clear.

Remember that number
you told me to run down?

Belonged to a guy named

meyer tushman,
aka meyer toothpick.

- He was accountant to the mob.
- Word?

Thinkin' about gettin'
your taxes done?

Laura mckinney got a
phone call from him last night.

Sounded like she was gonna
be handling a lot of money.

Said somethin'
about the Caymans.

Sounds like money
laundering to me.

- There's santucci.
- Detectives.

What?

What's that about?

They remembered last time.

You were harassing Tina Benson.

She files a complaint, this
firm does the hush-hush on it.

So you kept after her.

She threatens to sue
you for millions of dollars

which, of course,
would ruin your career.

So you k*lled her.

I suppose you have evidence

for this fantastic allegations?

We have a copy of her complaint.

Obtained illegally,

which, as you both know,

will be inadmissible.

We know about oakley's bar.

Bravo, detective.

I first went in that
bar the night I drove

Tina Benson home.

I went in, and I got lucky.

So I went back a few times.

You understand?

But it had nothing to
do with Tina Benson.

Now, if you wish to
arrest me, arrest me.

Charge me with being horny.

Otherwise, I have
business to attend.

I suppose you consider
laundering drug money moral.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about John santucci.

John santucci is
Laura mckinney's client,

and as far as I know,
we do not represent him

in any criminal activities.

You can stick your head
in the sand if you want to

but you know he
doesn't play straight.

I don't prejudge people by
their reputation, detective.

Or anything else. Now, if
you have nothing further.

J.c.: You know what I think?

I hope you have a good lawyer.

As a matter of fact, I do.

I'm Madeline Owens.

With all due
respect, your honor,

you're a probate judge,
this is a criminal case.

Quite true.

I'm not speaking
to you as a judge.

I'm speaking to you as
a friend of cliff Ramsey's.

Cliff and I have been
seeing each other socially.

He was with me on the night
that Tina Benson was k*lled.

All night.

Madeline: Am I being
clear? J.C.: Uh, yes.

And you'll, uh,
testify to that in court?

If it comes to that.

That's all I have to say.

- Excuse me.
- Yo, my man.

What now? More
harassment, detective?

No, baby.

This is just conversation.

What you did to Tina Benson,

that was harassment.

Say what you have to say.

You had a young black woman

who was tryin' to make it,

and you could've helped her,

but instead you
made it tough on her.

You may not have
k*lled Tina Benson,

but you damn sure hurt her.

Who appointed you
america's black conscience?

I don't treat people any better
just because they're black.

I treat everybody the same.

With arrogant superiority.

Arrogance is not
an indictable offense.

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The boy just don't get it.

One thing I've learned in
my sixty some-odd years,

cliff, everything blows over.

In the end, all you
got left is your dignity.

Tom, what exactly
is our involvement

with John santucci?

Well, with all respect, cliff,

that's not information
you need to have.

Laura's handling
the santucci account.

With all respect,
Tom, I have a right

to know everything
this firm is involved in.

We're helping santucci
dispose of surplus cash

via a network of
international corporations.

We've been doin' it for years.

Well, in other words,
we're laundering his money.

Drug money.

Let's not get self-righteous

at this late stage, cliff.

You wanted to be kept insulated.

What do you care
what we're doing?

You got your money,
your prestige, your title.

I've just been a
token all along!

Of course not. You're
a brilliant attorney.

You've been a tremendous
asset to the firm.

We're no better than
the punks selling crack

to the 10-year-olds
in the playground!

If we don't do
business with santucci,

another law firm
will. Grow up, cliff!

No. Our employees are being
m*rder*d for Christ's sake.

I don't know anything
about any murders.

But if you violate
lawyer-client privilege,

you risk disbarment or worse.

- Are you threatening me, Tom?
- Warning you.

Yeah, I knew he was a cop.

Look, maybe I was wrong
in bringing him here but...

Laura: You betrayed
the firm, Shirley.

I put you in a position of
trust, and you betrayed us.

No, you didn't put me anywhere.

I been at this firm long
before you even failed

your first bar exam.

You have no idea
the amount of damage

you may have caused us.

Oh, yes I do,
Laura. I'm not stupid.

- I know what's going on here.
- Really?

What do you know?

I'll, uh, get my
things tomorrow.

[Telephone beeps]

Yeah.

Let's do it.

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[Groans]

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J.c.: Are you okay, lieutenant?

Shirley wittman's son's
being confirmed next month.

[Sniffles] We were gonna go.

This was not your
fault, lieutenant.

Well, she's dead, right?

If it wasn't for
me, she'd be alive.

[Sniffles]

Alright. Run this down
for me from the top.

[Sighs] Tina Benson
worked for mckinney.

Santucci was a
client of mckinney's.

We figure Tina
found somethin' out

about santucci's so
called "investments."

- And santucci k*lled her.
- No.

Santucci's a b*llet to the head.

Sexual as*ault is not his m.O.

Eddie: Well, the autopsy
found no marks on Tina's body

other than her neck, right?

But what about her wrists?

If somebody's stranglin'
you and your wrists are tied,

you struggle and
you get bruises.

What if she was tied
up after she was k*lled?

To make it look
like sexual as*ault.

Mckinney knew we
were gonna find out

about the sexual harassment
complaint against Ramsey.

Eddie: So, she set
us up. J.C.: Hmm.

Bring her in.

Geez, you scared me.

We've got to talk.

I want the santucci files.

They're not in your
office. They must be here.

- You searched my office?
- Yes, I searched your office.

That's very
unprofessional, cliff.

Not to mention, unethical.

Look, let's just cut
the game, shall we?

If I have to search this
place from top to bottom, I will.

Now, where are the files, Laura?

In the middle drawer.

[Engine revving]

You know, cliff, I've often
fantasized about you in my home.

But it was never
quite like this.

I can't let you
have those disks.

I have a responsibility
to my client.

What are you going to do?

k*ll me like you k*lled Tina

and Shirley wittman?

Self-defense.

With your reputation
for harassing women

I won't even be indicted.

- You're not serious.
- Oh, I'm very serious.

J.c.: Police! Eddie: Open up!

It's open.

Thank god you're here.
This man tried to as*ault me.

- Drop that g*n!
- She's lying.

This is what I came for.
The santucci records.

Those are confidential
legal documents.

Which your organized crime
unit will be very interested in.

Oh, do I smell a tax evasion?

Laura: Afraid not, detectives.

Lawyer-client privilege.

This is an ill*gal
search and seizure.

Officers, I confess to breaking

into this woman's home

to steal these files.

I suggest you take
me into custody

along with these
files as evidence.

J.c.: Well, you're
both under arrest.

What are you charging me with?

m*rder.

I'll be out in less
than an hour.

Sorta like how you
did me? I don't think so.

Cooper: Now, you listen to me

carefully, Mr. Santucci.

Shirley wittman was my friend.

Santucci: I'm
sorry for your loss.

On my father's grave,
I was not responsible

for those women's deaths.

[Scoffs]

You're sorry?

Tell that to Shirley
wittman's two children.

[Scoffs] I came here
without an attorney,

openly and honestly,
because I'm tellin' the truth.

I'll volunteer to take
a lie detector test

to prove my innocence.

Furthermore, as we speak,

both of your suspects
are being released.

So the deal is, I'll give
you the person responsible

for the two murders.

In exchange for what?

My files.

[Scoffs]

Nice try. Forget it.

The m*rder*r for
a few lousy files,

that may or may not
be used against me.

You need to take a
k*ller off the streets, right?

I'll help.

Alright.

You get us the k*ller,

you'll get your files.

Come on.

[Bell buzzing]

[Intense music]

So, I guess I was, uh...

[Clears throat]

You know, wrong
about you, huh, Ramsey?

I don't need your absolution.

I'm not givin' you any.

So, what are you gonna do now?

I'm a rich man.

I'll find something.

By the way,

good luck.

I thought about what
you said on the roof.

That, you know, stuff
that you told me to forget.

So, I ended up callin'
Gina this morning.

- We're gonna work things out.
- Oh, so good.

So good, now.

It was good.

Laura mckinney was just found
shot to death in her apartment.

Apparent suicide.

So, santucci
gave us up a k*ller.

Yeah. See that
santucci gets these.

A deal's a deal.

[Keyboard clacking]

Lieu, these files are blank.

Really?

Yeah, they're all blank.

It must be a decoy set
mckinney had made up.

She probably hid the
rest of them somewhere.

I bet santucci doesn't
even know about it.

And I bet you knew about this

before you made
the deal, didn't you?

Yeah, what did you think
I was gonna hand over

some kind of incriminating
evidence like that

to a scumbag like santucci?

What kind of cop you think I am?

[Instrumental music]

♪ Ooh

♪ empty sky

♪ where the stars used to be

♪ they shine for
everybody else ♪

♪ don't shine for me no

♪ since you went away

♪ ever since you took
your love away from me ♪

♪ rainbows fade

♪ they fade to black
and white baby ♪

♪ no it's never
gonna be the same ♪

♪ the same without
you in my life girl ♪

♪ 'cause you were the
best thing I ever had ♪

♪ I'll never find
another love like that ♪

♪ so tell me tell me

♪ where do I go from you?

♪ You

♪ where do I go baby?

♪ A lonely street is
where every road ♪

♪ where do I go?
♪ Is gonna lead me to

♪ oh

♪ what do I do with
these blues baby? ♪

Will you marry me?

What?

♪ Ohh

♪ I should've took the time

♪ to show how much I care

and I've realized a few things.

Um, not only are you my lover,

I just can't imagine

livin' my life without you.

I love you.

So, is that yes or no?

♪ I wish I was with you girl ♪

Hmm.

Yes. Yes.

Ahh.

♪ 'Cause you were the
best thing I ever had ♪

♪ yes you were

♪ where do I find
another love like that? ♪

♪ So tell me tell me baby yeah ♪

♪ where do I go from you?

♪ I should've took the time

♪ to show how much I care

♪ should've realized
just what I had ♪

♪ when I had you there

♪ I let you get away

♪ should've never let
you get away from me ♪

♪ I miss your smile

♪ I wish I was with you girl ♪

♪ I regret the day
I threw away ♪

♪ the sweetest heaven
ever found baby ♪

♪ 'cause you were the
best thing I ever had ♪

♪ yes you were

♪ where do I find
another love like that? ♪

♪ So tell me tell me ♪

[Wolf howling]

[Instrumental music]