07x01 - Amends

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(Male announcer) In New York city's w*r on crime, the worst criminal offenders are pursued by the detectives of the major case squad.

These are their stories.

(Copa) Matt's fist t-ball game.

Check it out.

Not bad for a three-year old.

Except he ran to third, instead of first.

Ass backward, like his old man.

Call in a bathroom break for me.

I'll be back in a few.

(Ross) Nancy calls me yesterday, she got home early from work and found Jeremy in bed with a girl.

She wants me to talk to him.

The kid's 15 years old.

What am I supposed to say?

How about, "have you got any pointers?

" [All laughing]

That's a good one.

You in?

You in?

Come on.

Let's go.

(Quinn) Pg-13.

There's worse things the kid could be doing than watching spiderman.

I have off tomorrow.

If it makes you feel better, I'll watch it with him.

Now get some sleep.

I love you.

Good night.

[Knocking on car]

[Laughter]

[Cell phone ringing]

Oh, no for crying out loud, tell her it's the last hand.

It's not her.

It's one p-p.

What's up?

[Cell phones ringing]

[Telephone rings]

[Sirens wailing, tires screeching]

We're transporting him to starch memorial hospital.

Get 'em ready.

Please hang on.

No.

Eames, no.

It's right that you called, okay?

I'll meet you there.

(Doctor) Trauma one.

Call anesthesia.

Get a collar on him.

Stat.

I want two large bore IVs.

Type and cross for four units.

Let's clear some room.

Let's clear some room, people.

The commissioner is en route.

What's being done?

(Ross) Tell him there's canvassing going on.

Get your CI's working.

Does he have any family?

Easy, easy.

Got a wife and an eight year-old son.

She's on the way.

What the hell happened?

Detective Quinn, seated in the driver's side of his unmarked car, took two b*ll*ts to the head.

Quinn?

Kevin Quinn?

(Ross) Do you know him?

He was my husband's partner The night Joe was m*rder*d.

[Man over P.

A.

]

Blue team to icu, please.

Blue team to icu.

[Sighs]

What was their detail?

They were posted at 106 street in Jamaica protecting a witness in an upcoming drug trial.

Uh, was the partner in the car?

You still have two weeks personal leave.

Yeah.

Doesn't matter.

A cop's been sh*t.

m*rder*d.

Quinn?

This is the same Yeah.

He was alone.

That's why the chief of d's wants major case to take the lead.

Come here.

Detective copa, these are detectives goren and eames.

We're sorry about your partner.

So where were you when Quinn was k*lled?

Bathroom break.

On my way back, I heard the first sh*t.

I run to the car, I see this short Asian guy at the driver's side f*ring the second sh*t.

So You were close enough to see his face.

Sure.

About 20 feet.

(Eames) When you can, we want you to go back there with us.

I'll change.

Avoiding eye contact.

Did he call in his bathroom break?

At 1:40.

(Goren) What time was his ten-thirteen logged?

Theresa! (Goren) k*ller was very brazen.

Just sh*t him right through his window.

(Eames) No strays.

Good aim.

Calm nerves.

Quinn He didn't even get a sh*t off.

His g*n was holstered.

How did the k*ller surprise him?

He could have been sleeping.

Copa's here.

When I got to here, the punk had already fired the second sh*t and was turning to go.

I shout "police", sh*t three rounds, but he was gone.

So the sh**t was alone.

As far as I could see.

And no getaway car.

I didn't see one.

So he was on foot.

Yeah.

Came out of nowhere.

Silent.

When I saw him, he was at the window, turning.

So any other witnesses?

We're still canvassing.

Good luck.

And the woman you were protecting?

Corinne Williams.

Witnessed a drive-by.

The eighty sixers, a flushing g*ng, took a sh*t at the southsiders, rival g*ng in this neighborhood.

Eight-year-old kid took the b*llet.

Trial's in two weeks.

And Corinne Williams?

The house with the "for sale" sign.

(Corinne) I didn't see no evil.

Didn't hear no evil, and didn't do no evil.

This isn't a joke.

A cop is dead.

He had a wife and a son.

A joke?

I'm the only one who came forward the night that boy was popped.

sh**t, cops can't even protect themselves, how are they gonna protect me?

Okay.

Um One of the detectives took a bathroom break.

Did he use yours?

I always let them use my bathroom.

I offer water.

No one asked last night.

(Daniels) Eric Kim, Bruce Noh, Johnny sang, Jasper Lee.

All members of the eighty sixers, named after the street they grew up on.

Korean g*ng?

Started out dealing cr*ck, graduated to heroin.

Then they expand, fighting for territory with the Jamaican southsiders.

Quinn's m*rder, a message to Corinne Williams?

They'd have gone after her next, if copa hadn't shown up.

So this guy here, sang, he's the ring leader.

Who's the enforcer?

They all have felony records.

Sang's out on bail.

We put an apb out on him and all these mutts.

Two hundred detectives flooding the zone We'll find him.

Interesting b*llet.

The slugs are from a balloon head casing.

They hold more powder than a modern b*llet.

They still manufacture those?

Not for decades, but they'd fit in a standard .

45.

First sh*t entered his left temple, exited over his right ear.

So he d*ed instantly?

Before the b*llet stopped moving.

Second one through his right eye, lodged in his brain.

Close range.

You can't tell about the first sh*t.

It went through the glass.

Second sh*t, one to three feet.

From a different angle.

So The sh**t took the time to change positions.

The first sh*t was the k*ll, the second sh*t to the eye That was a message.

Thanks, Carla.

Uh Any strange calls at home?

Any, uh Late night drive-bys?

[Laughs]

Had Kevin gotten any threats?

If he did, he wouldn't share it with me.

[Laughs]

You know how that Yes, I do.

I'm sorry.

Oh, it's okay, Theresa.

No, it's not.

When Joe d*ed I remember telling you how sorry I was.

If there was anything I could do When inside I was thinking "thank God it wasn't Kevin.

" That's the reason I haven't kept in touch.

I can never figure out what to say.

[Crying]

Why didn't I use the witness's bathroom?

She hates cops.

Yeah.

I got that from her.

I used the chicken joint one block up.

You questioning why I wasn't in the car with Kevin when this went down?

No, I'm wondering if the k*ller waited until he saw you take off.

Could be.

The eighty sixers deal out of Kissena park just up the hill.

You think it was one of them?

They're headed by sang.

A real psycho.

Matches what I saw.

Dark hair, small build.

But if he's the leader, why wouldn't he send someone else to do the sh**ting?

Sang does everything himself.

Has a problem delegating.

Eat your cocoa puffs.

You're gonna be late for camp.

Okay?

All right.

Good boy.

Positions! I'll finish that.

Get some water for his hair.

It's sticking up in the back.

[Loud thump]

[Woman screaming]

Hands in the air! Don't move! I got them up! Don't hurt my kid! [Officers talking at once]

(Police officer) Alex Good job.

Take your time, detective.

Number three.

[Knocking]

Him.

He sh*t my partner.

I saw him run.

Good work, copa.

I need to speak with my client.

Patrick, can I talk to you a second?

Just a couple of questions.

We got the guy.

Yeah, it's just some loose ends.

You know, about your bathroom break.

Again?

Every time I see you you ask me where I took a leak.

Yeah, I know.

It's just that you said you took the break at a chicken joint on hillside Yeah, that place closed Wednesday night.

You know Health department.

You checking up on me?

I don't know.

Look We both know guys get off.

You know, lawyer finds an inconsistency in the case and It falls apart.

Okay.

I wasn't at the chicken place.

I was in a car up the block with Rita.

Uh, Rita?

That's a girlfriend?

She's a buff.

Likes cops.

She texted me, asked where I was.

I gave her my location.

Okay, so you were with her when Quinn got sh*t.

I was walking back from her car when I heard the sh*ts.

A little ways away.

Tell me what my tie clip looks like.

What?

You're a cop, right?

You pay attention to details.

Describe it.

It's a lot brighter in this room, than it was at 2:00 A.

M.

on that block.

I wasn't looking at you like you were a suspect.

Describe it now.

Yeah.

Right there.

You have problems.

Seeing straight on.

You gotta turn to the side, right?

You have to look with your peripheral.

I saw you do it when you ID'd sang, and you you did it again just now.

Where the hell do you get off A blind spot.

Right in your central vision.

That could be early signs macular degeneration, I don't know if My partner was k*lled, and you're trying to discredit me?

I'm not gonna put an innocent kid in prison.

You think sang, the head of one of the most violent gangs in the city is an innocent kid?

Yeah, well, maybe we should wait to put him into prison when we actually catch him for doing something.

Now, we both know you did not see who sh*t Quinn.

Screw you.

[Door slams]

Since when is a cop not a reliable witness?

When he can't see clearly.

I'm not addressing you, detective.

Maybe you should.

I was gonna suggest Chief, if the ID's no good, we have no evidence linking sang to the scene.

The D.

A.

Won't touch this.

Did you verify his alibi?

(Eames) He said he was at his girlfriend's getting his son ready for his first day of camp.

Girlfriend confirmed.

Not exactly airtight.

(Goren) Okay, well then we should charge him based on a lie, I think.

Watch yourself, detective.

An NYPD eyewitness ID'd him in a lineup.

Sang has motive and a hearsay alibi.

You wanna cut him lose?

You better have a lot more than just a hunch.

Detective goren is doing his job His job is to find Quinn's sh**t.

And we intend to do that.

Funeral's tomorrow.

Good luck explaining this to Theresa Quinn.

[Door opens]

[Door slamming]

Look, I'm not gonna go inside, all right?

I don't have a lot of friends in there, all right?

Be uh well.

You have the nerve to show up here?

Your partner and my partner were close.

All I wanna do is find the k*ller.

I'm on desk, pending a medical.

Maybe looking at forced retirement.

Well done, detective.

[Sighs]

St.

paddy's day parade.

'95.

Right after we got married.

Remember they were singing, um Wild rover.

It's the only song Joe knew.

Yeah.

Ah, Kevin, uh Kevin was playing the pipes.

He loved the parade, 'cause he was usually playing at funerals.

Oh, Theresa.

You'll get through this.

I did.

[Whispering]

Is it true your partner made them release that bastard?

[Sighs]

Yo, heads up.

Okay.

Wow.

This looks tricky, huh?

Kinda.

You move your feet like this to go forward.

Right.

And you shift your weight to turn.

Nice.

No sound?

Mm-mm.

So did you hear about that detective that let my dad's k*ller get away?

Nah, we'll get his k*ller.

The chief of d's, he told my mom that that detective was a whack job.

See ya.

So how did it go in there?

Not good.

I wasn't very popular either.

I knew most of those guys in there.

They were at the hospital, at Joe's wake.

And then one by one I stopped hearing from them.

I haven't seen anyone in that room in Eight years.

Well after a loss, you know, people, they, you know, well, they screw up.

After Joe d*ed, it got complicated.

Without him There wasn't a place for me anymore.

I got that straight rock, y'all.

Come on, two for five, man.

Two for five.

I got your back, dude.

Good one, right?

(Daniels) Low-level drug dealer.

He had cr*ck vials, same M.

O.

.

As Quinn.

Right down to the sh*t to the eye.

Any I.

D.

?

I know him.

That's Alfred minaya.

He testified against the sh**t in my husband's m*rder case.

My husband was working undercover.

A big buy.

Alone with two dealers.

He was wired up.

The techs lost transmission.

Quinn rushed the building.

By the time he found Joe, the dealers were gone, and Joe had been sh*t in the stomach.

He never fully regained consciousness.

He d*ed a day later.

And minaya?

One of the two sellers.

When they caught up with him, he cooperated.

He ID'd ray delgado as Joe's k*ller.

Minaya testified he saw ray fire.

Quinn testified he saw ray fleeing the scene.

And suddenly they are sh*t within four days of each other.

You know, I'm gonna have to take you off this.

This isn't about Joe's m*rder.

That's been solved.

This is about Kevin Quinn's m*rder.

It's also about appearances.

We don't wanna catch this guy and have his lawyers say it's a trumped up bag of charges, because the lead detective is out for revenge.

I kept my maiden name.

My husband's name was Joe dutton.

No one's ever gonna make the connection.

Eames, it has to come out.

Someone new is gonna waste time getting up to speed, and my partner He doesn't adapt well to change.

Okay, I'll try to keep you on for as long as I can.

But as it becomes clear that what you're working on involves your husband's case I understand.

(Ross) Tell him he can stop pacing and come join us.

[Door opens]

So I just heard from ballistics, minaya and Quinn were k*lled with the same g*n.

(Ross) What do we have on minaya?

Deals heroin and cr*ck in the park, multiple arrests, six eyewitnesses, six different descriptions, but they all agree the sh**t came out of nowhere.

There were some skateboarders in the park nearby.

(Ross) So our k*ller uses antique a*mo and seems to be avenging a nine year-old crime.

Delgado, the sh**t in your husband's case, where's he?

Upstate.

Dannemora, life sentence.

This could be revenge.

Yeah, but why now?

What I heard from the pba, two months ago delgado lost his last appeal.

You're the last person I expected to see on a visitation.

(Goren) You know why we're here?

Yeah, you're pissed I'm reopening my case.

Your last appeal was denied.

Project innocence might take it on.

You're innocent?

Hey, look.

I might have done a lot of things, but I didn't k*ll your husband.

Two witnesses put you there.

You're saying that they lied?

Must make you angry.

Yeah.

It does.

Angry enough to have them k*lled.

We're going through your visitor logs and your cell mate records.

Go ahead.

You know how guards treat a cop k*ller here in prison?

They're on me 24/7.

I got no time to arrange a hit, or afford one.

So you're innocent now, you were innocent then.

So why did Quinn and minaya ID you?

Minaya and I were in the same posse.

Whoever was with him that night might have outranked me.

The night Joe dutton was k*lled?

I was at work.

Dealing.

Yeah.

Tompkins square.

Too bad.

If you had a real job, you'd have a real alibi.

(Goren) Look, he didn't even seem to get a charge out of talking to you.

You're the widow.

I didn't even see a hint of him asking for forgiveness.

So you think he's innocent because he didn't say "sorry"?

No, I The pressure that we got to nail sang, in Joe's case they probably got the same Bobby delgado k*lled my husband.

He is angry, because his appeal was denied, so he put a hit out on the two people who put him away.

Project innocence is not gonna take on a cop k*ller unless there are red flags.

I'm sure he lied about that too.

(Eames) I spoke to project innocence.

They're not interested in this case.

They said delgado's mother's been You're going through Joe's case file?

(Goren) Eames What do you think you'll find there, Bobby?

Well, there was a lit cigarette at your husband's crime scene, a menthol.

I know that.

Minaya testified it belonged to delgado.

Well, delgado said that he didn't smoke.

Well CSU just couldn't get enough DNA off of it to prove that delgado was lying.

Yes, nine years ago.

You know that today they only need a trace of DNA.

Kevin Quinn ID'd him as running from the scene, g*n in hand.

Witnesses make mistakes.

And if it's delgado's DNA, it will confirm his guilt.

But you don't think it will.

Is that it?

[Crying]

This isn't another one of your puzzles.

Uh you know that we have to do this.

We've got to do it.

If it's not delgado's DNA, it means he wasn't there, and someone else k*lled Joe.

And got away with it.

Case 297-06.

I got nothing back there.

What do you mean?

It's missing.

How hard did you look?

Well, it's not where it's supposed to be.

What do you want me to do?

Check the whole warehouse?

We'll wait.

Lady, you wanna spend all weekend here?

Be my guest.

What do you mean "lady"?

You mean "detective eames," don't you?

Look, that evidence that you can't find has to do with a cop k*ller.

You want me to come back there and find the box?

I'll find it, I'll tear this place apart, okay?

Hmm?

'Cause I'm the whack job, understand?

Lighten up, buddy, okay?

I'll check it again.

Okay.

[Cell phone ringing]

Yeah.

Hang on.

They found Quinn's m*rder w*apon.

Well, can you chase that?

'Cause Yeah.

A .

45 caliber m11-a1.

A1, that was standard issue for officers in Vietnam, wasn't it?

We pulled it two blocks from where minaya was sh*t.

No prints.

Thanks.

Delgado's prison records.

All his cell mates are still incarcerated.

And the visitors' log?

Looks like aside from his lawyers, his only visitors have been immediate family.

Any chance one of them is a vet?

Yeah, my wife calls project innocence once a month.

When I tell her and Victor, they'll flip out.

Who's Victor?

My grandson.

Ray's boy.

So your wife and Victor will be excited, but not you.

I hope ray didn't do it.

You were a marine, huh?

Is that Vietnam?

Third battalion, first regiment.

'66 to '70.

I was in Korea, in the army, cid.

Army?

Yeah.

Marines make a man out of you.

[Laughing]

That's what I told Victor.

He just signed up.

Starts basic next week.

Oh, yeah?

(Rodolfo) There's Victor now.

It must have fallen behind something.

Hey, congratulations.

Where you're going to basic?

Same place I did.

Parris island.

Oh, yeah?

You know, a lot of things have changed since then, you know that, right?

What kind of g*n did you carry back then?

Uh, a hush puppy?

What, are you kidding?

M11.

Hey, listen, pops, I gotta take off, okay?

Where are you going?

Don't be rude.

You still got it?

Matter of fact, I do.

(Goren) Yeah?

I got a lot of errands.

Can I see it?

Sure, I got nothing to hide.

Victor will get it for you.

Oh, yeah?

Go ahead.

I don't know where it is.

(Rodolfo) Where it always is.

Go get it.

Victor Que te pasa?

[Sighs]

[Crying]

Last year, Nana remodeled the kitchen.

The workers were walking in and out.

Victor, that g*n wasn't stolen.

It was used to k*ll two witnesses that helped convict your dad.

My dad is innocent.

NYPD framed him.

I know that That your dad and your grandma believe that.

I might even believe it.

How about your mom?

She left when I was ten.

My grandparents raised me.

Every month you drive four hours to see your dad in dannemora.

Five.

The video is set up in interrogation.

What are you doing to my grandpa?

Uh, it's okay.

He's cooperating.

Cooperating?

What do you mean?

Relax, Victor.

We'll let you see him after his confession, okay?

Confession?

Yeah.

No, I got to talk to him right now.

Victor?

After his confession, all right?

He didn't do it.

Yeah, I know.

Your whole family is innocent.

His g*n k*lled minaya and detective Quinn.

His b*ll*ts.

He had motive.

Okay?

You said so yourself.

He didn't k*ll them.

He needed to settle a score.

I get that.

That's not what happened.

He'll be eligible for parole in 25.

But he's 70.

He's got diabetes.

He has to be monitored.

So maybe you can ask that he get a place close to home.

You won't have to drive so far.

You're used to that kind of thing, right?

You've been staring at your dad through a plexiglas window for your whole life, so We haven't got all day.

Come on.

[Tapping on the table]

I did it! Okay?

I did it, not my grandpa.

I k*lled them.

I sh*t the two of them.

They lied on the stand.

Nine years.

That's half my life.

So I took theirs.

And before I sh*t those liars, I told both of them, "this is for my dad.

" [Crying]

I'll give him a few minutes.

There is no such thing as getting even.

I'm sorry about your husband.

I never knew.

So the cigarette from the crime scene?

There was enough DNA for an I.

D.

Ray delgado?

No.

He's not a match.

Minaya lied.

(Goren) Yeah.

He said that delgado had the lit cigarette in his mouth when Joe was sh*t.

Minaya was the sh**t all along.

It wasn't his DNA.

Well, if it wasn't minaya, it wasn't Joe Someone else was in that room when Joe got sh*t, Alex.

What do we know about minaya's g*ng?

Four lieutenants, one d*ed of aids, one's in prison for armed robbery.

One retired to Florida, and the fourth George lombardi, was paroled two months ago for manslaughter.

None of their DNA matched the cigarette either.

Start with lombardi.

He has the most to lose.

(Lombardi) You kiddin'?

Nine-year-old m*rder?

I'm lucky I remember what day of the week it is.

Yeah, I bet you remember exactly how many days you spent inside.

I did my bid.

Well, it'd be a shame if something happened to put you back in.

Did we see him run a red light?

Come on, man.

Don't play games.

(Goren) Lombardi I'm not gonna have to search you am I?

Find some organic weed?

Look, that cop that was sh*t, everybody knows it was delgado.

No, see we think minaya fingered delgado to protect you.

Me?

Minaya would have given me up in a second to save his own ass.

We weren't buddies.

We sold coke together.

Who would he go out on a limb for?

Look, all I know, that summer minaya had some small kid following him like a puppy, waving a Glock around.

The little guys always carry the biggest g*ns.

Look, can I get back to work now?

Yes.

Thanks.

Lombardi turned fast.

If he had a name to give us, he would have.

Sounds like minaya wasn't protecting someone in his posse.

He was protecting someone closer to him?

Mrs.

minaya, we wanted you to know we arrested your son's k*ller yesterday.

May he rest in peace.

(Goren) We think that Alfred may have been k*lled because of his testimony Back when that cop was k*lled.

[Speaking in spanish]

[Responding in spanish]

(Eames) Anyone else in your family run with his crowd?

They might be in danger too.

Nothing like that.

Is this Alfred and his brother?

No, his cousin Manny.

Manny in the same line of work as Alfred?

(Sandra) Not every puerto rican is a drug dealer, detective.

Manny's a doctor.

(Sandra) Emergency room surgeon, the first in our family.

Did he go to school in the city?

No, San Juan.

Oh.

But this photo is taken at the grand concourse.

Yeah, he spent one summer here.

That was enough.

He's still in Puerto Rico?

(Sandra) Now?

At starch memorial in queens.

Doctor Manny beltran?

Yes?

Sorry I can't shake your hand.

What can I do for you?

We're with major case.

We're investigating the m*rder of a police officer.

Detective Quinn?

We did everything we could, but Stuff's hard to get off your hands, isn't it?

Gets under your skin and your clothes, right?

That's not Betadine.

That's at least a pack a day of nicotine stains like that.

You're a doctor and you smoke, huh?

Menthols?

(Manny) When it's your time, it's your time, right?

Well this may be your time, Dr.

beltran.

See, we're We're not here about detective Quinn.

We're here about another detective, Joe dutton.

You see, nine years ago, a cigarette butt was found at the scene of his m*rder.

(Eames) The k*ller smoked it.

That's what a witness told us.

But you remember that.

They can do amazing things with forensics, huh?

A whole decade gone by.

Just a trace of DNA.

But you're a doctor.

You know about that.

This cigarette You found a trace, didn't you?

What did you think?

That this wouldn't catch up with you?

I swear to God, it was an accident.

A terrible accident.

So many years ago.

I still have nightmares.

You k*lled a police officer.

I thought he was going for a g*n.

I didn't realize until after I'd sh*t him that He was just going for his shield.

But you never came forward.

Alfred put me on a plane to San Juan the next day.

We never talked about it.

I save people.

I I've saved hundreds of lives.

It doesn't make up for the one you took away.

Manny beltran, you are under arrest for the m*rder of Joseph dutton.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I never came forward.

That officer He's why I became a doctor.

To make amends somehow.

I took his life away.

I have no idea who he was.

He was a good cop.