01x17 - Angel's Knoll

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In the city of Los Angeles,

the people are represented

by two separate yet equally
important groups...

The police, who
investigate crime,

and the district attorneys who
prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

- So what's your problem,
Billy?

- My problem?
- Mm.

- I invite you
to my rehearsal dinner, George.

You can't find a date,
so you hit on my bride?

- I wasn't doing anything.

- I saw you grinding her
on the dance floor!

- Billy, cool it.
- The hell with this assh*le.

Get out of my way.

- What is going on in there?

- My cousin's acting
like an idiot.

Word to the wise, Abby--

jealousy,
like a cancer, grows.

- 15 minutes before the wedding.
Where the hell is she?

- Don't get yourself
all wound up, William.

I'm sure it's nothing.

- After what your daughter said
to him last night,

I wouldn't be so sure.

Isn't that George's room?

George!
George, are you in here?

Georgie!

George!

George, she better not be
in there with you.

Abby, you better come out now.
- Abby, this is your father.

I swear, if you don't come out
this minute.

- Based on body temp
and degree of rigor,

our bathing beauty expired
between midnig

and 4:00 A.M. this morning.

- Scented candles,
champagne,

looks like he was in the mood
for love.

- Should have skipped
the champagne.

k*ller probably used the glass
to cut this throat.

Right to left.
By a southpaw if I had to guess.

- Mr. Patrick's wallet is
missing, along with his watch.

- Why am I not surprised?
- Okay, guys,

let's get him wrapped up.

Whoa.

His watch isn't the only thing
that's missing.

- That's one for the books.

Usually at weddings,
it's the groom

who surrenders
the family jewels.

So tell us about your beef
with cousin George.

- Last night, he was dancing
with Abby.

I thought he was hitting on her.

Come to find out
he told her

that I was engaged once before

and then I backed out.

She got all upset
because I never told her.

- So you decided to thug it out
with George in the men's room?

- That was just woofing.

Georgie's my blood.

- Last night,
where were you?

- In my room.

Go ahead, check.

I ordered room service,
drinks and whatnot.

I called my dad
on the room phone.

- What time did you go
to bed?

- I couldn't sleep.

My brother and my best man
came up and sat with me.

- Oh!

- I got to take care of this.
- Yeah.

Good luck.

The brother
and the best man confirm,

they were in and out of Billy's
room from 11:00 till 5:00 A.M.

- Cousin George may have ordered
a pay date last night.

Calls from his cell
to escort services

just after 1:00.

Fits with the rip-off m.O.

My dad always warned me

not to let strangers
into my hotel room.

That's why he met his hookers
at the bar.

- There's one thing wrong
with the escort theory.

All of these calls
are less than a minute.

No time to set up a date.

And there's no call
from the escort agency

to verify George was legit.

They always call back.

- I'll take your word for it.

So maybe the k*ller made
the calls after the fact

to cover his tracks.
- His. Or hers.

- When my brother
was dying of cancer,

I swore to him
I would look after George.

- George needed looking after?

- He was weak.
He envied what other people had.

He couldn't even be happy
for my son getting married.

- What did he do
for a living?

- Floor manager at a casino
in downey.

- So what were
his problem areas?

Money? dr*gs?

- Money.
Child support.

Three kids.

You imagine,
on what he made?

- Are there any girlfriends
or friends we can talk to?

- There was this girl he was
gonna bring to the wedding.

A Liz something.

- Liz Bennett?
- Yeah.

George was real excited
about her.

She didn't show.

- There was a call
to an Elizabeth Bennett

on his cell
around midnight.

- God, I feel terrible.

He called to beg me
to go with him,

but I didn't want
to send the wrong message.

- George wasn't k*lled

because of what you did
or didn't do, Ms. Bennett.

- Still.
We'd gone on a couple of dates.

We had a nice time,
but he was just too intense.

- You mean
like after two dates

he invites you
to a family wedding?

- Yes. Exactly.

- Did you notice
any other warning signs?

You know,
things that didn't seem right?

- I wasn't crazy
about his job.

All those sketchy people.

He said he was having problems
with these pawnbrokers

in the casino.
- Pawnbrokers?

- Yes.

Chinese pawnbrokers.

He said that they would make
loans right there

on the betting tables.

I mean,
a nosebleed is as exciting

as it gets for me.

George lived
in a very different world.

- They buy earrings, bracelets,

jewelry
right from the customers.

We tried throwing them out,

but the customers complained.

So as long as the customers
are happy...

- And they keep gambling.

- Well, nobody's here
for their health.

- Mrs. yu?

These detectives want to ask you
about George Patrick.

- It's very sad.
He was a good guy.

- His girlfriend said
he had a problem with you.

- George was borrowing from me.

$10,000,
$20,000.

He said I have to keep lending

or else he's gonna throw me
out of here.

- How much did he owe you?
- $100,000.

But he kept saying
he's gonna pay it

all back at one time.

I tell him
I'm tired of waiting.

I tell him
I report him to his bosses.

He promise he'd pay back soon.

- This guy makes me feel better
about my finances.

He's maxed out
on all his credit cards.

$25,000 behind
on his mortgage payments.

- But he just got
his first passport.

And he put a down payment
on a little house

and a boat in Costa Rica.

- He's pulling
a Jimmy buffett.

- And maybe paying for it
with a casino heist.

If he had an accomplice or two,

they might have decided
that a two-way split

was better than three.

- George's schedule
at the casino--

they said the day shift
Tuesday through Saturday, right?

This is a check written
on a Wednesday three weeks ago.

$1,500
to a medical supply company.

It's his signature,

but the rest
is somebody else's writing.

- Maybe he sent one of his
accomplices to run errands.

- This is detective jaruszalski
again.

Please call me back
as soon as possible.

We hit
the only medical supply store

with banker's hours.
- It's Friday afternoon.

Maybe the owner's Jewish
and he went home already.

I talked to the boat builder
in Costa Rica.

He said George told him
he'd be down there

in two weeks with the rest
of the money for the boat.

They're emailing me
a picture of it.

- Two weeks.
So the heist would be sometime

between now
and then.

- Yeah, if his accomplices
stay on schedule.

Maybe this is the boat.

- Oh, teacher's pet.

So Liz Bennett was gonna be part
of George's world after all.

Bedroom closet's empty.

She cleared out.

- She's got
a laminating machine.

Always handy
for making fake ids.

- Internet routers.

Somebody took 'em apart.
This girl's got strange habits.

- And deadly ones too.

Factory-issued grip
for a beretta.

Maybe she switched it out
for a custom grip.

I think we found our accomplice.

- Back in five.

- I don't understand.

It was working
just a mine ago.

- Can you just write out
the receipt?

We got nine more deliveries
tonight.

- We're about 15 minutes
off schedule.

Beth better burn rubber.

- Better put on the reds.

An armored truck just
disappeared from George's casino

with $1 1/2 million
in the back.

Look who was driving.

- I guess nosebleeds
weren't exciting enough.

The printer went offline.

The guards had to wait
for a receipt.

- The printers
are connected a router?

- Yeah.
- She hacked it.

She bought herself
15 minutes.

- We checked her out.
She had no criminal record.

She's been working for us
for three months.

- How'd she get
to work today?

- She drove. Her car's
still in our parking lot.

- You got a way
of tracking your truck?

- Yes.
We just activated the system.

- She hacked
the casino's routers.

George probably gave her
the codes.

- Fatal mistake.
He outlived his usefulness,

she Drew him a hot bat
and sliced him up.

- We just got a gps hit
on the truck

two miles from here.

- Damn, she's fast.

- Maybe she had a car
parked on the street.

- There's security cameras
down the block.

Maybe we can catch
a license plate.

- Our favorite sucker George
rented the garage a month ago.

Anything?

- No one matching our girl.

- Rewind to the woman
in the wheelchair.

For an old gal, she's rolling
along at a pretty good clip.

- How much do you think
an electric wheelchair costs

at a medical supply store?

- I'm gonna guess 1,500 bucks.
- Me too.

She's probably got the money
from the truck

stacked under the seat
hidden by the blanket.

Isn't that one of the units
that responded

to the garage location?

- Nice.

Hide in plain sight.

Maybe the mta can find
where she got off.

- The suspect was tracked
to a park & ride in that car.

A car registered to you.

- It shouldn't be.
I sold it three months ago.

- Who'd you sell it to?

- I need to make a call.

- Something pressing,
Mr. rathman?

- My sister.
I sold her the car.

I need to make sure
she's okay.

- Is this your sister?
- Yes.

What's she doing
in that get-up?

- She worked part-time
as an armored truck driver.

- Is she okay?

- When was the last time
you talked to her?

- When I sold her the car.

Please,
if she's hurt,

I need to contact our mother.

- She looks fine to us.

In this picture, she's about
to drive off in your car

with over $1 million
of stolen money.

- That's crazy.
She's a teacher.

- And a thief.
If you have any information

on her,
we need it now.

- You should know better

than to try to intimidate
a lawyer.

I have nothing more to say.

- Maybe he has something to say
to someone else.

- 12 minutes after we left,
brother Dan called

his sister's cell.

I know.
Props to you.

He was on the phone
just long enough

to leave a message.

Now five minutes later,

he got a call
from a no-name cell.

- That could be anyone.

- Yeah,
except that same no-name cell

also called Liz's school
two hours earlier.

It also called
Kennedy & associates,

a law firm
up in San Francisco.

- Charles Kennedy.
Big-time criminal lawyer.

Maybe Liz is setting up
representation.

- There was a third call
from that no-name cell

to a Joseph silman
up in the town of folsom.

- Johnny cash country.

Now that's very interesting.

- Joe silman's
captain of the guard

in charge of "a" block.

Now are you sure
this woman contacted him?

- Sure enough to fly
all the way up here.

It's possible she plans to use

the money she stole
to bust someone out.

- We sent you her name.

Has she had any contact
with an inmate here?

- There's no record of it.

And there's no one
by that name

listed as a relative
of any of our inmates.

- What about Joe silman?
Can you vouch for him?

- Joe's been captain
for ten years.

His record's clean.

He's got three kids,

and his wife's got m.S.

- So a little extra income
on the side wouldn't hurt.

- She just called him again
20 minutes ago.

The cell pinged off a tower
near stockton.

She's headed this way.

- What time does Joe silman
get off work?

My marriage was cursed
from the get-go.

At the wedding
in the church's parking lot,

somebody found a rattlesnake
under a car.

Now it's mostly cops,

so everybody pulls out a g*n
to sh**t the snake.

I don't believe in omens,

but that--
that was an omen.

Police.
Hands on your head.

Hands on your head.

- Police.
Put your hands on your head.

What do we have here?

Contribution
to your pension plan?

- Officer, I spend my day
with people who are too dumb

to lawyer up.
Not me.

I'm invoking right now.

- Enjoy the ride back to l.A.

I tell you, if I had her
as a third-grade teacher,

my life would have been
very different.

- Here we go.

- Oh. Bummer.

Too much to hope she'd have
the money on her, huh?

- Well, let's hope she didn't
spend it on muni bonds.

Jackpot.

Motel room key.

Silman's cell phone number

and a CDC inmate number.

- The inmate
she was gonna bust out.

- No.

This can't be right.

- It's not an inmate number?
- No, it is.

Matter of fact,
one of our better-known inmates.

And he is
in silman's cell block.

Take a look.

- Walter Calvin.
Swindler.

- Yup. Now on the ninth year
of a 50-year sentence.

- That's what you get
for swindling $30 billion.

He has kids, doesn't he?
- Yeah.

His oldest son committed su1c1de
four years ago.

He's got another son Dan

and a daughter Elizabeth.

- She was gonna bust dad
out of jail.

- Chip off the old block.

My daughter help me escape?

I'm 62 years old.

I'm too old
to climb over walls

or hide
in laundry baskets.

- Your daughter jacked
an armored car

for $1 1/2 million.

That gets you
a luxury ride out of here.

- You have a logic problem.

For the last nine years,
the state has maintained

my client has billions
stashed away.

Now if that's true,

why would he need his daughter
to steal $1 million

to facilitate his escape?

- Maybe his billions
are overseas and out of reach.

Your daughter's facing
a m*rder charge

for k*lling her accomplice.

The death penalty's hanging
over her head.

You could ease the burden
by taking

some of the weight
of this caper.

After all,
what's an extra 25 years to you?

- I worked very hard

to get Mr. Calvin
into a medium-security prison.

As much as he cares
about his daughter,

I'm not about to let him talk
his way into maximum security.

- Not even for your daughter,
Mr. Calvin?

- I can't believe
Elizabeth would k*ll anyone!

Anyway, whatever she did
had nothing to do with me.

My bid's 50 years.

I made my peace with it.

I'm not going anywhere.

- Then we're done.

- Nasty cuts.

What happened?

- I slipped in the shower.

- You could have saved
yourselves the drive.

My client doesn't have anything
to say at this time.

- Well, she better think
of something soon.

The police found the money
in her motel room,

she was arrested bribing
a corrections officer,

and we matched hairs from George
Patrick's hotel room to her.

- That's your m*rder evidence?

Hairs from a woman who kissed
the victim the day before?

Exchange and transfer.

George Patrick carried that hair
into his hotel room

on his clothes.

- I didn't k*ll George.

- So that's your m*rder defense.

What do you have
for the rest?

- Does it have anything to do
with the injuries

the police saw on your father?

- Your father was assaulted
by other prisoners

seven times
in the first five months

he was incarcerated.

The assumption was your father
used some of his hidden money

to buy protection.

- Maybe the money's
inaccessible now.

The beatings start again, and
your father reached out to you.

- I'll put it plainly.

She was told that,
unless she paid Joe silman,

the guards couldn't guarantee
her father's safety.

- Those animals in prison
were gonna k*ll him.

Everyone thinks he has billions
hidden somewhere,

but he doesn't.

He didn't steal anything.

He didn't do anything wrong.

He doesn't have any money.

- That's her defense.

She did it under a thr*at

to her father's life.

- Acting under duress
to save a life

could be grounds
for an acquittal.

- For the truck heist.
Not the m*rder.

- Which we're a long way
from proving.

Her lawyer's right.

The hairs aren't evidence
of anything.

- Well, that's a police problem.

Our challenge is the fact

that she tells
a compelling story

about her father.

- That he's innocent?

She's deluded.

He was convicted
of over 200 counts of fraud.

Thousands of people's lives
were ruined

because of this guy.

- Deluded or not,
she makes a powerful witness

for herself.

A desperate daughter
rescuing a father

victimized by the system.

If there are holes in her story,
we need to find them.

- My father ruined the lives

of everyone
he came in contact with.

Now he's done it to Liz.

- She thinks he's innocent.

- She always was daddy's girl.

When he drove his Porsche,
he'd hold her in his lap

and let her steer.

He'd take the car
up to 100 miles per hour.

Liz would laugh.

She'd get so giddy.

She was 11.

- Daddy could do no wrong.

- My father's toxic.

My older brother Alex,
his whole life

was being Walter Calvin's son.

After my father was arrested,

everyone assumed
Alex was in on it.

He couldn't handle it.

He k*lled himself.

- If Liz is so devoted
to your father,

why hasn't she visited him
in prison?

- My mother wouldn't allow it.

Even she stopped visiting
after my brother d*ed.

Liz got used
to communicating with him

through his lawyer.

- Now she claims she was trying
to save his life.

- Three months ago,
Liz showed me a video

dad's lawyer sh*t in prison.

My father had bruises and cuts
on his face.

He said he'd been att*cked.

His life was in danger
unless he could pay protection.

Liz was freaking out.

She wanted my help.

But I just didn't care.

- These injuries,
you said three months ago?

- He looked like hell.

- Three months ago,

the day before a visit
from his lawyer,

Calvin was treated
for facial injuries

"sustained in a fall
down the stairs."

Then two weeks ago,

again the day
before his lawyer visited him,

he was treated
for facial injuries

"from a slip and fall
in the shower."

- You know, we found reports
of four accidents

in the last three months.

All with facial injuries.

Always the day
before his lawyer's visits.

And all of them written up
by you.

- These weren't accidents.

They were deliberate beatings
to the face

for maximum effect in the videos

Calvin's lawyer was making
for his daughter.

- It was all part
of the shakedown, wasn't it?

For protection money?

Come now, Mr. silman,

you're a corrupt C.O.
looking at a long bid

in the state penitentiary.

You won't have
any friends there.

So you cannot afford
to make enemies of us.

- I wasn't shaking down Calvin.

He was shaking down
his daughter.

- You'll have to explain that.

- Said all his money
was tied up overseas.

He needed to motivate
his daughter for fresh cash.

- For protection?

- Calvin needed protection

when he first went inside.

Then things settled down.

No, this money wasn't
for protection.

- Then for what?

- I need to draw you
a picture?

Even in prison,
the man liked the good life.

- You can't believe a word

that son of a bitch says.

- Miss mackie, we are only
interested in you as a witness,

not as a defendant.

- That could change.

- Look, it's not
as though I did anything wrong.

Every two weeks, there would be
a limo waiting outside

with a bag of groceries
in the back.

You know, caviar, pate,
a $200 bottle of wine.

Rich boy snacks.

- dr*gs?

Cocaine?

- Whatever you say.

Anyway, Wally, Mr. Calvin,
arranged it with silman

so I could share conjugal visits
with him.

We'd spend the evening
in the prison trailer

the first hour drinking wine

and waiting for the Viagra
to kick in.

- How were you paid?

- It was nice.

Five grand in an envelope
in the back of the limo

when I was ready to go home.

- When was the last time

that you...
Visited Mr. Calvin?

- It's been a couple months.

Wally said he was tapped out but
there was more cash coming in.

The little princess
was on it.

The least she could do
for daddy.

- Ten grand a month
for a hooker,

five grand for amenities,

and another three grand
silman admits receiving

for organizing Calvin's
recreational activities.

That's over $200,000 a year.

- I doubt if Liz knew

that she was stealing
to finance

her daddy's
sex and drug parties.

- So after swindling
everybody he knows,

he swindles his own daughter?

Walter Calvin's a hard man
to love.

- And that's why I want to see
his life change for the worse.

Liz was a school teacher.

Calvin had to be the brains

behind the casino heist.

- He put her behind the wheel

while he worked the pedals.
- Exactly.

Whatever she did,
including m*rder,

he owns half of it.

- People v. Calvin,
one count conspiracy

to commit m*rder,
one count grand theft.

How do you plead?
- Not guilty, your honor.

- Since we all know
where Mr. Calvin

is currently residing, I think
we can skip the bail discussion.

Next case.

- You know, piling
on another 25 years

isn't gonna make any difference
to my client.

- It makes a difference
where he spends it.

Some of the money
that Calvin swindled

belonged to Armenian drug lords.

Now, unlike the medium security
prison he's in now,

pelican bay supermax
holds prisoners who work

for those drug lords,

prisoners already serving life

who wouldn't give a damn
about visiting a death sentence

on your client.

- Trying to get
my client k*lled?

- No, I'm trying to get
everyone, including your client

and his daughter, the justice
that's coming to them.

- It's not true.

My father's life
was in danger.

- He was gonna spend
that money on prostitutes.

On dr*gs.
Read the statement.

- I read a lot of statements
at his first trial.

From witnesses who lied
and investors who kept the money

they say he stole.

- Forget about that.

Think about your own life.

You're a young woman.

Now we're prepared to offer you
a plea bargain

in exchange for your testimony
about your father's role

in this case.

- What number
did you have in mind?

- She pleads to the theft
and m*rder,

she could be out
in 20 years.

- Only because she acted
under duress

in the belief that
her father's life was in danger.

- No.

I'm not selling out my father.

- I know Liz can't bring herself
to believe

that her father
did anything wrong,

but we need
to have a conversation.

- What's up?

- It concerns my retainer.

Calvin's lawyer
said he'd take care of it.

I got it a few days ago.

It had been wired
through a series of banks,

but something
in the wiring instructions

caught my attention.

I didn't want any tax trouble,

so I traced back
the originating bank.

Long story short,

the money's
from an offshore account,

the commercial bank
of Madagascar.

It could belong to Calvin.

A lot of people
had their life savings

wiped out by that creep.

If we could aid in the recovery
of some of those missing assets,

would it earn my client
a little more consideration?

- We'll look into it.

- So now
we're collection agents?

- We still don't have
enough evidence

to convict anyone
for the m*rder.

Maybe we can use $30 billion
to turn Calvin.

- Long as he doesn't use it
to turn us.

That's crazy.

You can bully me all you want,

thr*aten to put me
where I'll get k*lled,

but I am broke.

Everything I made
was paid out to investors.

- So you've been saying
for the last nine years.

Then we found this account
at the commercial bank

of Madagascar that was used
to pay your daughter's retainer.

- We assume it's just the tip
of the iceberg.

- You'll never be able
to get to that money,

not without his help.

But Walter needs
a clear commitment

he'll get consideration.

- Well, let us hear
what he has to say first.

- It's not just one phone call.

It'll take time to unravel
where the money ended up.

These were complex deals.

You know the major banks
were in on it.

They knew what was going on.

But everyone was greedy.

- Mr. Calvin...
- What's your offer?

- A suspended sentence
for his role in the truck heist.

- Big nothing.

You threatened to send him
to a supermax prison.

I want a guarantee
that he'll be transferred

to a minimum security prison.

- A country club?

- Not unless he tells us
what he knows

about the m*rder
of George Patrick.

- No.

I'm not gonna lie to help you
convict my own daughter.

You may think I'm a bastard,

but I'm not.

At the end of the day,

I'm a good person.

- Minimum security

in return for helping
you recover assets.

That's it.
That's our offer.

Your move.

- No, it's not right,
Jerry.

Well, fine, George Patrick
was no angel,

but his family
deserves better.

Well,
what about Calvin's victims?

Most of them got b*rned

trying to squeeze an extra point
or two on their return.

Yeah, well,
I'm sorry, Jerry,

but my sympathy
has its limits.

Fine.

- Let me guess.
Money trumps principle?

- Hardin's got the feds
salivating at the thought

of recovering that money.

- Well, my old boss Jack McCoy
would have gone for principle

and told the feds
to screw themselves.

- Yeah, and so would
Jerry hardin 15 years ago.

He might again one day.

- Well, what do you make
of this?

This is a bank account number

in bermuda that Calvin's wife
used to buy a condo

12 years ago.

And this is
the same account number

at the commercial bank
of Madagascar.

Coincidence?

- He k*lled our son.

Now he's got our daughter
in jail,

the so-called apple
of his eye.

I hope Walter's proud
of himself.

- Mrs. Calvin...
- It's rathman, my maiden name.

When I divorced Walter,
I made my sons take that name.

And Elizabeth, she was 16
when Walter was arrested.

I gave her my mother's
maiden name, Bennett.

I tried to protect them.

- I understand, Mrs. rathman.

I do need to talk to you
about these bank accounts.

- Everyone still assumes

I knew Walter was up to,

but I didn't.

- This is a bank account number
you used to buy a condo

in bermuda
12 years ago.

And this is an account number

at a bank in Madagascar
that your husband claims

holds some of the stolen assets.

The numbers were the same.
We were thinking maybe...

- Commercial bank
of Madagascar?

Oh, here we go again.

Has the commercial bank
of Madagascar

been giving you the runaround?

- Some. And they seem
very disorganized.

What's the joke, Mrs. rathman?

- 30 years ago,
Walter raised capital

for his investment fund
by borrowing

against
his fantastic coin collection.

Of course no one ever saw
the coin collection

because it was on loan to the
commercial bank of Madagascar

where it was being appraised
by a potential investor.

When investors here called
to confirm the coins' value,

Walter had a friend there
back him up.

- There was no collection
and no coins.

- Not one copper penny.

- And now he's playing all of us
for suckers.

- The commercial bank
of Madagascar,

they'll have you
chasing your tail for years.

We used to have a garden
like this,

but much bigger,
overlooking San Francisco bay.

I watched my kids
grow up there.

What a life we had.

All built on lies.

Oh, a customer.

- You deliberately routed
your retainer payment

through your friends at the
commercial bank of Madagascar.

It was a ploy to trick us
into thinking

you had money hidden there.
- Oh, hold on a seco.

- No, you participated
in that deception.

You are so close to being
reported to the state bar.

But you should start packing
your bags,

because, as soon as is trial
is over,

you're headed
to maximum security.

- What if I give you
something else?

- Like what? Your stash
of Zimbabwe treasury bonds?

- m*rder case.
George Patrick.

My daughter.

- Spell it out.

- She said he was making
problems for her.

Spending the money
from the heist

that they didn't have.

On a house in Costa Rica,
a boat.

He was pressing her
to marry him,

blackmailing her even.

I tried to calm her down,

but Liz can be fierce

when you back her
into a corner.

- She told you she k*lled him?

- She told me she cut him

with a broken champagne glass.

- I believe that detail
wasn't in the papers.

Now about that transfer,

it'll be to a minimum security
institution.

- Not unless he corroborates
his story.

- There's a recording
of a conversation

between my client
and his daughter

where she says she wants
to make Patrick go away.

Now you don't get that recording
unless you agree to our terms.

Minimum security.

- If the recording
is everything you say,

we're agreed.

- He bought a boat.

He's calling it teacher's pet.

He has this fantasy we're
gonna have some life together

once this is over.

- Honey, just keep him
on track a little while longer.

Once it's done, it won't matter
what he knows.

- Daddy, I'm so afraid
he's gonna mess this up.

- You just keep George in line.

- I can't stand him.

I just want to make him go away.

- It would have been better
if she used words

like "k*ll" or "disappear."

- Let's hear
how Calvin reacted.

- Don't talk like that.
- He's disgusting.

Ever since he found out
I'm your daughter,

he calls me
the little princess.

It makes him feel
like a big man.

- Just a couple more weeks,
honey.

I have to go.

- George called her
the little princess.

- So did the hooker
jenn mackie.

- Little princess?
Wally called her that.

I can't believe you brought me
all the way down here

from Sacramento
for this.

It's too much.

I've been very cooperative.

Just ask your friends
in the d.A.'S office.

- We're not d.A.S
and we're not so friendly.

- Especially
toward m*rder suspects.

- Sweetie, no one ever d*ed
from what I do to them.

- Except the John you de-balled
with a Kn*fe ten years ago.

- That was self-defense.

Jury said so.

- Well, our jury
might say something different

about you and George Patrick.

- Who's he?

- He's the one who called

Walter's daughter
little princess.

- Your cell phone puts you
a mile from his hotel

the night he was m*rder*d

right down the street
from here.

- So what?

I was in town visiting my sister

in culver city.

I was playing with the new baby
all weekend.

- Jenn, we know
Walter put you up to it.

- Wally?

Wally's just a nice old man
who's gonna die in prison.

I rock his world
every couple of weeks.

That's that.

- She's a pro.

She knows we have nothing
to put her on the scene.

- Walter Calvin masterminded
this m*rder.

Maybe his daughter got
George Patrick into a bathtub,

but Calvin sent this girl
to do the k*lling.

- Unless someone breaks,
we can't prove it.

- Then somebody has to break.

- I just want
to make him go away.

- Don't talk like that.
- He's disgusting.

Ever since he found out
I'm your daughter,

he calls me
the little princess.

It makes him feel
like a big man.

- He knew his lawyer
was recording the conversation.

He only kept the part
that implicated you

in the m*rder, the part
that hurt you, not him.

That's what he gave us.

- But I didn't k*ll George.

He wasn't supposed
to get k*lled.

- If you have something
to tell us,

now is the time.

- What about his kids?

- Wally talked
about his kids all the time.

His boys.
The one who k*lled himself,

he called him the wimp.

The other one, the judge,
because Wally said

he would hang him
if he could.

- What about his daughter?
- Oh, he called her

his little monkey
because he could get her to do.

Whatever he wanted.

When she was little,
he would let her sit

on his lap
when he would drive the Porsche.

She would steer.
One time, he just accelerated

to see what she would do,
you know.

She was ying and screaming
for him to stop,

but he just kept on going.

She was so freaked out
she peed her pants.

He thought that was hilarious.

But he did say to me,
if he had to do it again,

he wouldn't have kids.

They were just mouths to feed.
- Stop it. Turn it off.

That woman's a whore.
She'll say anything.

But somewhere inside you know
what she said is true.

You remember the humiliation
of that da

all for your father's amusement.

- You don't understand him.

- Ms. Bennett,
my case files

are filled
with people like him.

Whether they steal small
or large,

whether they k*ll with their
own hands or send somebody else

to do it, they're all cut
from the same cloth.

- He's not like them.

He's my father.

- He sold you out
for a larger cell

and a softer mattress.

You don't owe him
your life,

so help us convict him.

- Listen to them, Liz.

You've done everything you can
for him.

- My father,
when I was seven,

took me hiking in yosemite.

I fell, I twisted my ankle,
I broke my arm,

I was bleeding,
and my father carried me

for 15 miles.

He ran all the way
holding me in his arms.

It rained,
and he didn't stop.

And all I could hear

was his heart
b*ating inside of his chest.

It was b*ating for me.

I will never turn against him.

I want to go.

- So now what?
The only person we can make

a m*rder case against is her,
and we don't think

she did the actual k*lling,

while all we can prove
against Calvin

is grand theft.

- Some things you have
to live with.

- Not to mention we made a deal
to send Calvin

to a minimum security prison
for the rest of his term.

- Yeah, and some things
you don't.

- Pursuant to your guilty pleas

to the charges of grand theft
and bribery

of a government official,

you're sentenced to eight years

to run consecutive

to your current term
at a facility

to be determined by
the department of corrections.

- Your honor,
under a separate agreement

with the district attorney's
office,

my client will serve

the remainder of his term

in a minimum security facility.

- I don't see that here.

Mr. dekker?

- Your honor,
that agreement's void.

I spoke with the department
of corrections,

and they'll be transporting

Mr. Calvin
to the maximum security

in pelican bay
this afternoon.

- What the hell's going on?

- Your honor,
predicated on that agreement,

Mr. Calvin provided Mr. dekker
with evidence

against his own daughter
in a m*rder case.

- And in the interest
of justice, your honor,

we've declined to prosecute
Ms. Bennett for m*rder.

- It doesn't matter.

He did his part.
He gave Mr. dekker the evidence.

- Misleading evidence
given in bad faith.

The deal is off.

- But your honor--
- that's the end of it,

Mr. Kennedy.
Please take away the defendant

and bring in the next case.
- No.

This is--
this is unjust.

He can't renege.

We had a deal!

You can't do this to me.

I don't deserve it.

Liz, honey,

save me,
tell them what you did.

Tell them you k*lled that idiot.
- Daddy!

- Tell them.
Tell them now.

Do it.
What the hell are you good for?

Don't let them do this to me!

- Remember what I said
about reneging on a deal?

Forget it.

- Already have.

- Mr. dekker,
are the people ready to proceed

with Ms. Bennett's allocution
to the charge

of grand theft?

- We are, your honor.