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- What's this?
- Transfer request.
This is totally out of the
blue, Rita. I mean, why?
I just want to get
back to Brooklyn,
closer to home.
Does this have anything
to do with you and Clark?
- No.
- I'll tell you what.
Sleep on it, at least.
Okay.
- Judge Eileen Walden.
- This your friend, the judge?
Everything else is on
hold... The food, the cake.
I'm just waiting to
see if she's available.
But this is what
you want, right?
If the wedding's in a
church or a shoebox,
it don't matter to me.
I... I just want
the marriage part.
You sure pulled a
number on me, didn't ya?
Dropped that dime about me
sleeping with a detective
in my command?
Or was it Sipowicz who
ratted me out? One o' ya did.
Captain Fraker, either you
leave or I make a phone call.
You're a dirty spic rat, Tony,
and you're a
disgrace to this job!
Okay, now your options are,
either you leave or
you get your ass kicked.
You ratted me out!
What's it gonna be?
[g*nsh*t]
[g*nsh*t, glass breaking]
♪♪
On May 20th, Patrick Fraker
walked into the 15th Precinct
and fired a sh*t point blank
into the chest of
Lieutenant Tony Rodriguez.
Those facts are undisputed.
The only question is why.
The evidence will establish
the defendant was a
man at the end of his rope.
He had been passed
over for a promotion,
his affair with a subordinate
had come to light,
and his wife of 12 years
had just sent him packing.
The evidence will also establish
the defendant blamed
Lieutenant Rodriguez
for everything that had
gone wrong in his life.
How do we know this?
Because the defendant said so.
So he got drunk,
and went looking
to settle a score
with a man he hated.
And he settled it...
In brutal, violent fashion.
No cop is above the law,
and the swifter you find the
defendant guilty as charged,
the quicker you'll
send that message.
The prosecutor just told you
that Captain Fraker
sh*t Tony Rodriguez.
That's true.
Now here's what
she didn't tell you.
She didn't tell you
that Captain Fraker's
a highly decorated officer
who spent 18 years
putting away dirty cops.
She didn't tell you
that the 15th Precinct
is a hotbed of corruption,
and she didn't tell you
that on the day in question,
Captain Fraker had
announced IAB investigations
that would've brought down
Tony Rodriguez' command.
The mayor, the D.A...
Everybody wants you to hear
a story about one bad cop,
instead of a
precinct of bad cops.
But the great
thing about a trial
is that the truth comes out.
You'll hear how Tony
Rodriguez went for his g*n first
in an effort to silence
his loudest critic.
And you'll conclude that the
wrong man is on trial today.
The only thing Captain Fraker
is guilty of is doing his job.
What he deserves is not a
conviction, but a commendation.
You want to send a message?
Send that one.
♪♪
What do we got?
Alex Langford. One in the chest.
His brother Freddie
l ives here too.
Perp got him in the arm.
I just heard.
- Frank is claiming self defense?
- [Scoffs]
- A Hail Mary.
- Not now, Medavoy.
I'd a bet anything he'd a
gone for temporary insanity.
He didn't. Go start a canvas.
Hey, can you give us a second?
Detective Sipowicz and Clark.
- Sorry about your brother.
- Yeah.
What happened?
Ah... I'm in my room,
reading, the bell rings,
I hear a guy yell "Rot in
hell", and then a g*nsh*t.
How'd you get sh*t?
I ran out here right when
the guy was about to run off,
he looked at me, fired his g*n.
Did you get a good
look at his face?
He had a mask.
Just you and your brother here?
Yeah, I moved in two months ago.
Anyone have a beef with him?
I don't... I don't...
I don't know.
I can't even think right now.
He owe money? Maybe
girlfriend problems?
I don't think so. Um..
[Scoffs]
There's this other thing though.
- Um...
- What?
I'm, uh...
I'm a registered sex offender.
Falsely accused, but
apparently that doesn't matter
because I've been
gettin' hassled
since I got out of prison.
I want you to know that upfront,
in case this was
somebody comin' after me.
I... I don't know,
I can barely think.
Like what are we
talkin' about, Freddie?
This was, um...
This was left under
my door last night.
"Freddie Langford in
4B is a convicted felon
who r*pes children."
Any idea who sent this?
Probably one of the dads
of the kids who accused me.
How many kids
are we talkin' about?
Two.
I don't know if it's related
to Alex getting k*lled.
[Freddie weeping]
[Theme music playing]
♪♪
SIPOWICZ: How is he?
Focused. All business.
[Phone rings]
RODRIGUEZ: What do we got?
CLARK: Nothing past
what the brother gave us.
Neighbors heard sh*ts,
didn't see anything.
- DOA got a sheet?
- Well, he's clean.
I called his work. He was
a machinist in Brooklyn.
He filed as*ault
charges a few years back
against a co-worker.
- Brad Riggs is comin' in.
- We'll take him.
What's this I hear on the
DOA's brother Freddie?
- Sex offender?
- SIPOWICZ: Yeah.
Yeah, he claims
he was railroaded.
Regardless, he thinks
somebody from his past
might've been gunnin' for him.
He did eight years. He
got out 18 months ago.
Both of his victims
were pre-teen males
where he taught school.
RODRIGUEZ: How old are they now?
Late teens.
So the sh**t maybe k*lled
Freddie's brother by mistake.
Yeah, that's what we're
gonna talk to him about.
Radio car's bringin'
him in from Bellvue now.
I need to get down to court.
I'm testifying this morning.
- Good luck.
- Thanks.
- [Phone rings]
- [Picks up receiver]
15 Squad. Detective?
Freddie Langford's
on his way up.
If Freddie gives us
anything on Brad Riggs
- we'll give you a head's up.
- Yeah, good.
You know a Brad Riggs?
Freddie, do you
know a Brad Riggs?
Ah, sorry, they gave
me some pain pills.
Yeah, that's someone my
brother used to work with.
- They didn't get along too good.
- Why not?
Uh, workplace stuff?
- Nothin' about you?
- Maybe.
Alex wouldn't have
told me if it was.
'Cause this Riggs busted
up your brother pretty good.
I didn't know that.
Alex was pretty
protective of me.
All right, let's get
back to this morning.
"Rot in hell"... Why'd you
think that was meant for you?
- I'm saying it could've been.
- You recognize the voice?
No, but I recognized
the tone, the anger.
- They all have it.
- Well, who's they?
Let's... Let's start
getting specific.
The fathers of the
kids who accused me.
Well, who left the flyer
under your door last night?
Probably Ray Wilentz. He's
been harassing me since I got out.
More than the flyer?
Fliers, letters.
He's led pickets
outside the places I've lived
until I was evicted. He
won't leave me alone.
Uh, if this Wilentz is
that obsessed with you,
how does he sh**t
your brother by mistake?
[Sighs] Me and my
brother look alike?
I... I don't know.
Believe me, I hope it was this
co-worker you're talking about,
because if whoever
k*lled Alex was after me,
I wouldn't be able
to live with myself.
We're gonna need to names
of the boys you molested.
I didn't molest anybody.
Fine. Write down
the names anyway,
along with anybody else who
you think's got it out for you.
I volunteered my own
time to tutor these kids.
And when I busted
'em for stealing my CDs,
they cook up these
lies about molesting
to keep from getting in
trouble with their parents,
and when the D.A...
We're not here to retry
your case, Freddie.
Do you understand?
Yeah. Yeah.
You want to tell me
why I'm here now?
Sure. Sit down.
Alex Langford. That's
what this is about.
Do I need a lawyer in here?
Why would you
need a lawyer, Brad?
'Cause the last time I got
mixed up with Alex Langford,
it almost cost me my
job, and time in prison.
This is when you
assaulted him at work.
There was no as*ault. Those
charges were dismissed.
What happened?
Why am I here,
or I get a lawyer.
Alex got att*cked this morning.
- And he said I did it?
- No, he doesn't know.
We're having
friendly conversations
with people he had beefs with.
Now, if they want
to make it unfriendly,
we'll be happy to
take it to the next level.
Why did you as*ault
him three months ago?
Look, like I told
the DA back when,
I work the lathe on Tuesdays,
he works the band saw.
We had a misunderstanding
about the schedule.
Broken nose, busted lip?
All because of a
schedule mix-up?
Pretty much. That's the
last time I touched the guy.
And this argument had
nothing to do with Alex's brother?
You know, since we're
talkin' man to man here,
I don't like child
molesters, right?
I got two kids at home,
I made that known to
Alex, he said what he said,
and I guess I factored that
in to the scheduling conflict.
And that's the only time
the two of you mixed it up?
Absolutely.
We're not gonna hear
different from co-workers?
I don't like the guy, okay?
His brother's a
scumbag pedophile.
Now, if you think I don't have
a right to be disgusted by that,
- too bad!
- You didn't answer my question.
All right, maybe we had to
get separated a couple of times
on the floor, but
nothing official.
Hey, you got a
temper problem, Brad?
No, what I got is ten
minutes left on my lunch hour.
Now, I told you what
the deal with Alex is.
Now, he'll tell you the
same if he's a half a man.
He's dead, Brad.
[Scoffs]
You cops, man. I knew it.
All right, your
whereabouts this morning?
I punched the
clock at eight sharp,
the timecard will tell you.
Yeah? Anybody
human to verify that?
I don't know and I don't
care. I want a lawyer.
That's tellin' us to
look at you extra hard.
Lawyer.
♪♪
I was returning from the coffee
room, then I heard the sh*t.
What did you see?
Captain Fraker, standing
with his g*n pointed
at Lieutenant Rodriguez,
who was on the ground.
He was advancing
toward the lieutenant
in a threatening manner,
so I discharged my w*apon.
What did you do next?
I entered the office and
took Captain Fraker's g*n,
then I began
administering first aid
to Lieutenant Rodriguez.
Did you handcuff the defendant?
I would've, but
there was no need.
He was clearly incapacitated.
And did you say anything to him?
Yes. I said, "What did you do?"
Did the defendant respond?
He said he wasn't sorry,
that Rodriguez got
what he deserved.
Nothing further.
Your witness, Mr. Sinclair.
Detective, did you
question Captain Fraker
before of after anyone
else entered the office?
Before.
To your knowledge,
did he say anything
with other people present?
Not that I know of.
So he has a habit
of blurting out things
only when you two are alone?
- Objection.
- Sustained.
Detective, you testified
you heard the g*nsh*t.
- Did you see the sh**ting?
- No.
So you couldn't say if
Lieutenant Rodriguez reached
- for his g*n first, could you?
- That's ridiculous.
Would the court please
instruct the witness
to answer the question.
JUDGE: Detective?
-No, I couldn't,
but I... Thank you.
You also say that you
discharged your w*apon
because Captain
Fraker was advancing
toward Lieutenant Rodriguez
in a threatening manner, right?
Yes.
What constitutes a
threatening manner?
His g*n was drawn.
He was pointing it at
Lieutenant Rodriguez.
And you assumed what about
Captain Fraker's intentions?
That he was preparing to sh**t
Lieutenant Rodriguez again.
But since Lieutenant
Rodriguez went for his g*n first...
Objection. Assuming facts
that are not in evidence.
Sustained. Counselor,
please don't argue your case
through this witness.
Certainly, Your Honor.
We'll hear from Captain
Fraker soon enough
to set the record straight.
So Detective, if
Lieutenant Rodriguez
reached for his g*n first,
based on your training,
wouldn't Captain Fraker
advancing toward
Lieutenant Rodriguez
with g*n drawn be prudent?
There's no way that happened.
Detective, I'm asking
you a yes or no question.
In a fictional scenario
like that, sure.
So when you testified
earlier, Captain Fraker said,
"Lieutenant Rodriguez
got what he deserved."
You don't know what that
was in reference to, do you?
That he sh*t someone he hated.
Did Captain Fraker say that,
or is that an
assumption on your part?
He didn't say those
exact words, but...
Detective, did you witness
what transpired between Captain
Fraker and Lieutenant Rodriguez
prior to hearing the g*nsh*t?
No.
You just sh*t first and
asked questions later?
- Objection.
- Withdrawn. Nothing further.
Redirect, Your Honor?
Detective, when you
came upon the scene,
was Lieutenant Rodriguez'
g*n holstered or un-holstered?
Holstered.
Thank you. No further
questions, Detective.
JUDGE: The witness
may step down.
RITA: Thank you, Your Honor.
♪♪
- Hey, Jeff.
- How'd it go, Detective?
Hard to say.
I read an article
regarding jury behavior,
and apparently non-verbal cues
like folded arms or
the clinching of the jaw
can give you a
possible indication
of what they think
of the testimony.
Eventually, they
actually do it verbally,
indicating exactly
what they think.
That's the only
part that matters.
Of course.
- Everything okay?
- Sure.
So where are we at?
We checked up on the
DOA's co-worker, Brad Riggs,
- and he lawyered up.
- Yeah.
Time clock says he was in at
eight, but nobody can verify it.
We're still lookin' into him.
Have you found any of the
victims the brother gave you?
One of the dads, Ray Wilentz,
works at the Fulton Fish Market.
I'm gonna head down
there and talk to him.
RODRIGUEZ: What
about the other kid?
Mickey Economides
is still in the area,
shuttling between foster homes.
His current foster mom paged
him for us, so he's on his way in.
Rita and I will take him.
- Rita, you got a second?
- Sure.
[Door closes]
So, no surprises?
I said what happened,
Fraker's guy tried to twist it.
You were late on the scene,
and I went for my g*n first?
Yeah.
Jury won't buy it.
So it took a few
days, but I finally got
caught up in my paperwork,
and I found the transfer
request you gave me
before this whole
thing went down.
Issues I may have had
back then, they're behind me.
So you're staying?
I'd like to, yeah.
Thanks.
That's the least I could do
for the girl who saved my life.
This is all gonna
work out, Lieutenant.
You got business.
Oh, and, uh, it's pronounced
"Econo-meedees".
Yeah, I know, he
don't look Greek.
Well, my first
foster folks were...
Hey, it could be worse. I
once lived with the Birklebacks.
Mickey Birkleback.
Hmm, no thanks. Heh.
So you've been in the
circuit since you were a baby?
I make the best of it, you know.
Mickey, ah, we've got
to ask you something,
and it may not be
easy to talk about.
Okay.
When did you last
see Freddie Langford?
Ooh. Uh...
I guess at the trial? Yeah.
- Why?
- Well, Langford was assaulted.
And part of what we
have to do for our job
is talk to people
who didn't like him.
Heh, well, I didn't
do anything to him.
And he didn't really
do anything to me.
It was more of the DA
that kinda lumped me in
with that other kid,
'cause all Mr. Langford did
was just show me some
pictures and touch himself.
Well, we read the file and
that's not what
you said back then.
I'm tellin' you, they made it
look like more happened to me
than what really did,
because I'm no f*g.
- Where were you this morning?
- At school.
Well, we checked school
and you didn't show.
I was more just hanging
out instead of going to class.
Can anyone verify that
you were hangin' out?
Yeah. I mean, guys
don't really know me there
'cause I've only been at that
school for a couple of weeks,
but they'd recognize me.
I mean, someone'd recognize me.
So we're gonna be able to
find someone who will tell us
that you were
there at 8:00 a.m.?
That's all we need.
I... I don't know
what time I got there.
I mean, I don't have a watch.
Mickey, all we need to know
is where you were this morning.
Walking around, okay?!
Anywhere but that stupid school
and that stupid ret*rd
class they put me in.
Put yourself in
our shoes, Mickey.
Imagine what that sounds like.
I don't care what it
sounds like. It's the truth.
And besides, why would I want
to hurt Mr. Langford? I'm over it.
What happened at your
last foster home, Mickey?
Me and the Christons
just didn't get along.
They were too strict.
Well, the report says
you were kicked out
for touching your
7-year-old foster brother.
No one's blaming
you. You're acting out.
That's on Langford.
Being angry, that
don't mean I'd hurt him.
Either tell us where you were,
so we can prove
you're not involved,
or talk to us if you had
something to do with it.
We will help you
out, no matter what.
I was at an arcade
on 23rd and 1st.
Why lie about it?
My counselor says
I'm not supposed to go
to places where little kids are.
But all I was doin'
was playin' games.
Look, I swear!
All right, we'll check it out.
♪♪
And did you have occasion
to treat Captain
Fraker that afternoon?
Yes. He was brought in to the ER
with a g*nsh*t wound
to his spine at about 6:15.
I stabilized him, and he
was sent to neurosurgery.
- Did you draw his blood?
- I did.
DR. DEVLIN: Per procedure,
the sample was sent
to our lab for analysis.
And what were the
results of that analysis?
Mr. Fraker's blood alcohol
content registered 0.25.
VALERIE: And in your
expert medical opinion,
would that BAC be
sufficient to impair
the motor skills of a man
of the defendant's
height and weight?
Absolutely.
So the speed at which one could,
for example, reach for a
g*n, would that be impacted?
Hand-eye coordination would
be substantially diminished.
So in your opinion,
if a man as intoxicated
as Captain Fraker saw
a sober man draw his own g*n,
would Captain Fraker be
able to outdraw the sober man?
Objection. Speculation.
This is a medical
witness, not a cowgirl.
- [Jury members chuckle]
- JUDGE: Sustained.
Dr. Devlin, during the course of
your treatment of the defendant,
did he say anything to you?
He said, "I hope
the bastard's dead."
He kept repeating that.
Thank you.
Dr. Devlin, were you present
during the original
altercation in the squad room
between Captain Fraker
and Lieutenant Rodriguez?
No.
So you don't know
when Captain Fraker said,
"I hope the bastard's dead",
what or who or any
of the circumstances
that was in regard to?
- No, but I took it...
- Thank you.
Dr. Devlin,
who are you dating?
Objection.
SINCLAIR: It goes to bias.
The witness can answer.
John Clark.
SINCLAIR: I'm sorry...?
[Amplified] John Clark.
A detective in the
15th Precinct, right?
Yes.
And were your dating Detective
Clark during this incident?
I was.
Nothing further.
Redirect, Your Honor.
Go ahead.
Dr. Devlin, have you discussed
your testimony at all
with Detective Clark?
No.
And has Detective
Clark influenced
your testimony in any way?
- No.
- Thank you, Doctor.
♪♪
WORKER: Right over
there. On the forklift.
SIPOWICZ: All right, thanks.
SIPOWICZ: Ray.
What's up?
Detectives Sipowicz and
Clark. We need to talk to you
about Freddie Langford.
What about him?
- You been in contact with him?
- No.
CLARK: Ray, we're
talking about the letters
you've sent, leading pickets,
handing these out
in his neighborhood.
Last I heard, that
wasn't a crime.
Unlike what he did.
Where were you at
9:00 this morning?
Why?
Someone took a sh*t at Langford.
- He dead?
- CLARK: No.
That's too bad.
Now, see, Ray, talk like that
don't help us eliminate
you as a suspect.
So that's why you're here?
'Cause I didn't k*ll
that cock-a-roach.
Okay.
So all we need is
somebody to vouch
that you were here around
9:00, and we can be done.
My first shift ends at 8:00,
and I'm back here
three hours later.
I spent it in Tompkins
Square Park,
readin' the Post,
walkin' around.
Same as every other day.
- Can anyone confirm that?
- The pigeons.
Now, see, Ray, we're
trying to do this respectful
'cause we know you've been
through a lot with this guy.
Adam was nine. Nine.
Hey, Ray, we're not
here to agitate you.
We're here to
cross you off the list.
SIPOWICZ: Unless something
happened this morning,
in which case,
we can work it out.
And you got nothing
but sympathy from us.
Fifty grand on
therapy for my boy.
I sold my contracting business
to hire lawyers to sue
Langford, come to find he's broke.
The wife split.
It's already been worked out.
I buy my paper and coffee
at a bodega on the
corner of 7th and A.
Ask them.
I'm goin' back to work.
You tell Freddie Langford,
"I wish it would've
went through his brain."
[Forklift beeps
on, engine starts]
♪♪
Why don't you have
a seat here, Adam.
This, uh, isn't gonna
be an easy conversation.
Something came up, and
we need to ask you about it.
Okay.
Specifically, it's about,
uh, Freddie Langford.
Okay.
You seen him recently?
No. Eh...
What's goin' on here?
Someone hurt him.
And you think it was me?
Mm, talkin' to a lot of people.
Where were you this morning?
Uh, touring NYU with my mom.
Last week was Brown,
next week's Cornell.
I haven't seen that
guy in eight years.
Not since the trial.
SIPOWICZ: We know this is
difficult, and we're not lookin'
to dredge stuff up.
The sooner you
answer our questions,
the sooner you're out of here.
I didn't do anything.
All right. Have you
been in touch with him?
He's been in touch.
He started sending me letters
a few months
ago out of the blue.
What do they say?
Well, I only read the first one,
but he was asking if we
could put the past behind us,
if I could get my dad
to leave him alone,
but he still won't
admit what he did.
He still won't apologize.
Did your dad find out
about these letters?
By accident.
My dad came by to pick me up,
and my mom left them
there on the kitchen table.
What was his reaction?
He didn't thr*aten him,
if that's what you mean.
Okay, he got a little angry,
which you can understand,
and then he calmed down.
You know where your
dad was this morning?
Work? I don't know.
I live with my mom.
My dad would never hurt anyone.
So you were aware he's
been hounding Langford?
I don't think that
keeping other kids safe
is necessarily a wrong thing.
SIPOWICZ: Adam, if
your dad did something
and you have some information...
Look, I have been through a lot.
Meds,
therapy three times a week,
Looks like you got
past it. Did your dad?
I'm an only son.
He... he blamed himself for
not keeping a closer watch.
CLARK: And you don't think
he could've hurt Langford?
I didn't do anything,
and neither did my dad.
That guy ruined our lives.
Can't you please
just leave us alone?
Yeah,
as soon as we eliminate
you as a suspect, okay?
It'll help if you write down
who you and your mom spoke to
this morning at NYU.
ADAM: Whatever you guys need.
Nothing about that guy
means anything to me now.
[Phone ringing in distance]
Hear anything from the kid?
Well, we'll check his
alibi, but he seems solid.
Or he did before we brought
up Freddie Langford's name.
SIPOWICZ: Rubbing salt
in these people's wounds
has been a real highlight today.
So Freddie was bullshitting
when he was claiming
- he didn't molest these kids?
- A jury put him away.
Mickey Economides,
the other kid Freddie
molested, he checked out.
So he was at the arcade,
where he wasn't supposed to be?
Yeah. And I got
his counselor hit.
Uh, when you talked
to Freddie earlier,
did he mention why his brother
called Freddie's parole officer?
Didn't come up. Why?
Well, the Langford's
phone dump just came back.
Freddie's brother put in a call
to the P.O. early this morning,
a half hour before the sh**ting,
so I called the P.O.,
he said Freddie's brother
left a message saying
he need to talk to
him, nothing more.
And that didn't
raise the P.O. up?
No, he'd heard from
Freddie's brother before,
so the call wasn't unusual.
Yeah, but the timing is.
Get Freddie back in here now.
♪♪
We're investigating this
as aggressive as possible.
Thank you.
We're talking to a lot
of people from your past,
and it's very painful to them.
It's painful for me, too.
What we need to know, Freddie,
what we need to be certain of,
is that you're
tellin' us everything.
I am.
So letters to Adam Wilentz,
that must've just
slipped your mind?
I was trying to get
his dad off my back
for something I never did,
and Adam knows that.
I didn't tell you guys
because it's a parole violation.
Okay, now, keep it in
mind what I just told you,
what else have you left
out, for whatever reason?
Nothing, I swear. Just
the letters to Adam.
We used to be friends.
I considered him a son.
Okay, if we search your place,
are we gonna find anything else
- that would violate your parole?
- No. Hell no.
'Cause your brother called
your parole officer
this morning,
a half hour before he got sh*t.
- Yes...
- Why didn't you tell us that?
Because it had
nothing to do with it.
I realize you have a
certain opinion of me
like everybody else, but
you're letting it get in the way
of finding who
k*lled my brother.
Do us a favor, don't
tell us how to do our job.
I'm just saying, you're
wasting your time talking to me.
Explain the phone
call to your P.O.
I was feeling really
down this morning
because of the
flyer Ray Wilentz left.
I saw myself having to move
again, and re-registering.
Alex said how proud he was
of me for keeping it together.
I said, "It'd be nice if my
P.O. felt the same way,"
he offered to call and
sing my praise a little.
So your brother wasn't calling
to report something you did,
something you shouldn't
have been doing?
Like what?
Like writing to your
victims, for one.
They weren't my victims.
Alex didn't know about that.
CLARK: Things just aren't
coming together, Freddie.
You got inconsistencies,
omissions,
a masked man only you saw...
To be honest, I
expected a little bias here,
which is why I brought
my history up right away,
hoping my honesty
would get you past it.
What happened this
morning, Freddie?
I told you, my
brother was m*rder*d.
I was sh*t.
I'm a victim here,
whether you like it or not.
If it comes out that you are
keeping anything else from us...
Can I please go arrange
the burial of my brother now?
Go ahead.
Did he explain the call
to his parole officer?
CLARK: Kinda.
Where's Freddie's file?
There's this thing about going
to see his grandmother
every week?
MEDAVOY: Yeah, Freddie's
been charging bus tickets
to Clifton, New Jersey
on his credit card.
Yeah, to see his
grandmother, right?
- MEDAVOY: That's what it says.
- Can we confirm that?
The phone's been busy
each time I've called.
It's worth a ride up there
'cause I don't trust this prick.
Sure.
Heywood will call
if she needs you.
Yeah, I... I'm just
checking the time.
[Clears throat]
After this trial's over and
the microscope's off us,
we can get back to normal.
We're fine.
I'm talking about certain,
you know, matrimonial plans.
I know what
you're talking about.
Yeah, right after
this trial's over.
I just talked to a
co-worker of Ray Wilentz
down at the fish market,
he says two weeks
ago, Ray asked him
if he knew where to get a g*n.
♪♪
So did you guys prove I
was at the park this morning,
or do you have to, you know,
dust my boots for pigeon crap?
Uh, the bodega owner
puts you there at 8:30.
Okay. So why am I here?
CLARK: The sh**ting
went down at 9:00.
So you don't believe me?
Great.
What's next?
You being honest,
and us helping you out.
I've been honest.
We know you found
out about the letters
Freddie sent to your son.
- So?
- SIPOWICZ: So the hunch here is
that you didn't take
that sittin' down.
How I felt is how I felt,
and that's none of
your damn business.
As far as what I did
when I saw those letters,
nothing beyond what I
can lawfully do to that guy.
Same thing I've been doing.
Is that when you started
looking to get a g*n?
- Who's sayin' that?
- We are.
Did you get a g*n, Ray?
If this guy twisted
so that I end up in jail...
If we search your place,
are we gonna find a g*n?
Not the one that
k*lled your guy.
- Go ahead and check it.
- We will.
But you having one to begin with
says to us that you
might've had another.
If I was gonna k*ll
that son of a bitch,
I woulda done it eight years
ago on the courthouse steps.
At least then I'd be able
to sleep through the night.
I'd be able to look
at my son in the eye.
Then why'd you get the g*n?
Some days I kid myself...
I'd get the balls
to take him out.
Some days I just
wanna take myself out.
I just want this to... I
just want this to end.
All right, now's the
time to work it out
if you had any involvement, Ray.
RAY: I told you the truth.
Now, I'm done talkin' about him.
♪♪
I remember this one time
they cut out all these pictures
from magazines,
and drew in the...
[Sighs]
- The captions.
- Captions!
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm...
And they had this one
of this, uh, green tree frog
with a worm hanging
out of his mouth,
and the caption was,
"Mmm, needs salt."
[All chuckle]
They were so cute.
Well, um, Alex is in a
better place now, ma'am.
Amen.
Uh... So, uh, Freddie comes
to visit you once a week?
GRANDMOTHER: I remember
this one time, it lasted two weeks,
Freddie only wanted
to speak in rhymes.
And you know what word
finally tripped him up?
Orange.
So Freddie comes to visit
you once a week, is that right?
That's Freddie, when
he went to Grand Canyon.
Ma'am...
does Freddie come to
visit you once a week?
He brings barley soup
from 4th Street Deli.
So that's a yes?
Uh, every week for the
last couple of months?
Yes.
MEDAVOY: Well, um, thank
you for your time, ma'am.
We'll just let ourselves out.
Freddie didn't do those things.
The boys lied. The parents lied.
- The lawyers lied.
- Is that what happened?
Someone was running
for political office,
and they didn't want
to look soft on crime.
[Sighs]
Well, thanks again,
and take care of
yourself, ma'am.
[Children playing]
Well, you get so caught
up on how he r*ped kids,
you forget what a sweetheart
Freddie was to his grandmother.
Yeah, a real good guy.
Hey, Baldwin,
how'd we miss this?
Hey, you know what, I think
we need to go ask Grandma
for those pictures of
Freddie on the mantle.
[Police siren
blares in distance]
WOMAN: Go ahead, baby.
And no hanging upside down
this time, you are not a bat.
Good afternoon, ma'am.
Detective Jones, Medavoy.
Can I help you?
Yes, uh, have you ever seen
this guy hang around here?
- Oh sure, that's Malcolm.
- Malcolm?
Yeah, he's a groundskeeper.
You know, rakes out the
sandbox, cleans up, heh.
Is there a problem?
Um, how often does he come by?
Every so often.
Groundskeeper.
So he has a uniform?
Well, green coveralls,
a cap, that sort of thing.
Right.
Uh, does he interact
with the kids much?
Oh, yeah, the kids love him.
Um, what's the
problem? What's goin' on?
Oh, uh, it's just a
misunderstanding.
Is this something I
should worry about?
Ah, no, not at all, but, uh,
until we straighten
this out, um,
if he does come by again,
just give us a call, okay?
- Okay.
- Thanks.
♪♪
Sit.
Here's what we know
about you, Freddie.
You molested those
two boys eight years ago.
I did not. Ow!
Then you lied about
it, forcing those boys
to take the stand and
recount every detail.
And then today, you
lied about what happened,
and dragged everybody
through it again.
People were trying to
get on with their lives,
people you should've
let get on with their lives.
You may not have told the
truth ever in your life, Freddie,
but you will, in
this room right now.
I swear to God, I have
been telling the truth.
There's another
lie right there...
Malcolm!
It's not what you think.
SIPOWICZ: Despite
it all, Freddie,
I'm gonna do you a favor.
I'm gonna give you a cha...
Hey, hey, you listening to me?
I am gonna give you a chance
to be a man for
once in your life
to tell the truth, or...
you lunge for
Detective Clark's g*n.
- I wouldn't do that.
- I'll say you did.
You'll put us in a
life-threatening situation
and we'll have to react.
And when I tell you
it makes no difference
to me which one you do,
you believe it.
[Gags] Wait! Wait!
[Struggling to
talk] I want to know,
where's the crime in
impersonating a park official?
That's not what
we're talkin' about!
FREDDIE: Oh, it is!
Oh, God.
My stepfather molested me.
What happened this morning?
When I was 5
till I was 10, so I...
Time to tell that
part later, Freddie.
..so I like being around
children that age,
to enjoy their innocence,
something that
was robbed from me,
but I never touched any of them.
What happened this morning?!
[Freddie grunts, gasps]
I've made every
meeting with my P.O.,
I take all the
Depo-Provera, cold sweats,
hair falling out, but I take it.
Answer me! Answer me!
Alex! Alex saw the coveralls.
And he called my parole officer.
All I could think about was
what would happen
to me in prison again.
- Where'd you get the g*n?
- People won't let me change.
They won't let me move on.
This is the only
thing they'll let me...
The g*n, Freddie!
Alex kept one in his
closet for protection.
We were so angry.
I barely remember
pulling the trigger.
Afterwards, I wanted
to put one in my head,
not my arm, but...
I could... I couldn't...
Have you hurt any other
kids since you've been out?
No, I swear to God.
I swear to God, no.
We talked to Adam
and Mickey today.
All these years
they've had to deal with
some people
thinkin' they're liars.
You're gonna fix
that now, Freddie!
I'm sorry.
Tell them I'm sorry.
[Freddie sobbing]
♪♪
And when did you first see
Captain Fraker that day?
Just before lunch.
And what were the
circumstances of that meeting?
He stormed out of
Lieutenant's office,
and told me that he was
gonna need my old case files.
He said I should stay
available for interviews.
- Meaning what?
- IAB pulls your cases
and says to gear
up for interviews,
it means you're
under investigation.
And did you see the
defendant later that afternoon?
Yes. I was in the bathroom,
Captain Fraker followed me in,
accused me of excessive
force in a three-year-old case.
He said he'd have my shield.
What was his demeanor
like at the time, Detective?
Agitated, loud,
generally behaving
like a hothead.
Detective, when did you
first meet the defendant?
SIPOWICZ: A couple years ago.
And what were the
circumstances of that meeting?
He was investigating
Lieutenant Rodriguez
for supposedly failing
to report a bribe attempt.
And did you speak
with the defendant
about that investigation?
Yes. I knew the
charges had no basis,
and I was concerned that
Captain Fraker was persecuting
the lieutenant for
personal reasons,
so we had a man-to-man talk.
HEYWOOD: And what was
the substance of that talk?
SIPOWICZ: I had
received reliable information
that Captain Fraker believed
that Lieutenant Rodriguez
reported him to IAB back
when they were both in uniform.
I told him the
lieutenant never did that,
and that he was
taking hostilities too far.
What did the defendant say?
He played dumb,
but my feeling was
that Fraker was a
dirty cop on a mission,
and he couldn't
be reasoned with.
Objection. Move to strike.
Detective Sipowicz's feelings
are irrelevant to the case.
JUDGE: Sustained.
Detective, what did you
say to Captain Fraker?
I said if he didn't
back off the lieutenant,
I was gonna tell
his wife the truth
about him sleeping
with a subordinate.
And after that discussion,
how would you describe
the defendant's behavior
toward the squad?
Same as before: hostile,
comin' by all the time,
investigating
everyone for everything,
like bringin' down the
squad was his full time job.
And to your knowledge,
anything come of
his investigations?
Nothing.
Thank you.
Good afternoon, Detective.
Is it fair to say you
don't like Captain Fraker?
There's a lot of
bosses I don't like.
That a yes, Detective?
[Sighs] Yes.
SINCLAIR: Fair to
say you don't like IAB?
I got nothing against
honest cops who do their job.
But as a general manner,
you don't look forward
to interactions with IAB?
No cop does.
In fact, you have a
well-earned reputation
for being an
antagonist of IAB, right?
Objection.
Sustained. You've made your
point, Mr. Sinclair. Move on.
You testified that earlier
that day Captain Fraker said
he was investigating you, right?
Yes.
- You being investigated now?
- No.
So Captain Fraker
getting put away
suits your just fine, right?
- HEYWOOD: Objection.
- Goes to bias.
Sustained. Move on.
Let's talk about your
man-to-man conversation
with Captain Fraker.
Just so I don't
misunderstand, Detective,
are you telling us that
you threatened to expose
Captain Fraker's
affair with a subordinate
if he didn't back off your C.O.?
I wouldn't call it a thr*at.
What would you call it?
We reached a
mutual understanding
that a trumped-up investigation
was in no one's best interest.
Meaning, you blackmailed
him and he succumbed?
You can call it what you want.
I put a stop to a
phony investigation
of a good cop,
and I'd do it again.
So you have no problem
committing a crime
to get what you want?
Objection. Detective
Sipowicz hasn't been charged
or convicted of anything.
JUDGE: Sustained.
SINCLAIR: You make a habit
of blackmailing superior officers,
or just ones who are
investigating a friend?
- Objection.
- Sustained.
He's a bad cop
doing a bad thing.
SINCLAIR: You
blackmailed a superior officer
who had you under investigation,
a man you admitted
you don't like,
and we're supposed to take
your testimony at face value?
- HEYWOOD: Your Honor!
- He's a bad cop!
- JUDGE: Enough, Mr. Sinclair!
- He tried to m*rder my boss.
And you're getting your
revenge now, aren't you?
[Gavel bangs]
This is the first day of trial,
and I'm inclined to give
counsel some leeway,
but let me be clear,
if I sustain an objection,
and you continue heading
down the same path,
you do so at your peril.
Is that understood,
Mr. Sinclair?
Yes, Your Honor.
I have nothing
further for this witness.
Thank you, Detective.
JUDGE: The witness is excused.
♪♪
[Sipowicz groans]
If you were to ask
me 10 years ago
if Sinclair could've
sunk any lower
than the hairless
rat he already was...
So you're done.
I got a sitter. Let's go
get something to eat.
You're half-waitin' for
his beady eyes to glow red
and a scaly tail to
whip out of his slacks.
Ah, you would've
been disappointed
if he was any different.
Right now, I bet
he's in his office
on one of them, them wheels,
and goin' round and round,
gnawin' on a food pellet.
Come on. I got
reservations at San Canelli's.
- Don't worry.
- [Sighs]
But it's my ass on the line.
I'll take what's comin', but
when they go through me
to hurt somebody else...
This is the first
day of the trial.
There's still a long way to go.
He got to me pretty good.
Andy, this doesn't hinge on you.
I hope not, because if it
does, Rodriguez is sunk.
Let's eat, go home,
just forget about stuff
we got no control over.
If you weren't here,
I'd be in a bar right now,
I swear to God.
I am here.
♪♪
[Theme music playing]