Previously on NYPD Blue.
If you touch Mom again, you're gonna get locked up if I have to do it myself.
- So I slapped her once. - That's once too many!
- He slapped her twice. - What's going on with this family situation?
My dad was doing some interior decoration on Joe's Bar.
It was round two after he knocked my mom around at home.
- You know how Daddy gets. - Yeah, I know.
I'm not excusing him. I'm just saying try not to let him hurt you.
Take the homeless all these friggin' magazines...
you subscribe to and maybe they can read them!
Daddy, shut up!
Morning.
Come on, Medavoy, huh?
While you're staying in the crib, pull yourself together before you come downstairs.
Otherwise it's like working in a rooming house.
Yesterday, I checked out a one bedroom over on Third Avenue.
The whole place is smaller than this locker room.
Bathtub in the kitchen. The guy wants 1, 100 a month.
Yeah. Plus you're living next door to a guy who wears earrings in his tongue.
Exactly. Compared to what's out there, the crib's not bad.
Detective, this woman has information about a murder.
Uh, here. Why don't you come around here?
Have a seat here. I'm Detective Sipowicz.
My husband killed somebody, and you have to arrest him.
- What's your name? - Chandra Esposito.
- What's your husband's name? - Rickie Esposito.
- He do that to your eye? - Yes. He smacked me around some.
Last night, I finally told him that I wasn't gonna take it anymore...
and he- he said if I'd try and leave him...
he would, uh, kill me the way he done that boy eight years ago.
- He killed a kid eight years ago? - Yeah.
Before we hooked up, he lived over on 49th Street...
with, uh, Lanie Rivera and her three kids.
Then last night, he tells me that he, uh, killed her boy, Sal.
He was how old eight years ago?
It sounded to me like he was grown up.
You know, uh, pretty much grown.
- Is she still on 49th? - Yeah.
Um, 913 West 49th.
All right. We'll look into that.
I think you ought to look into a shelter.
No, I don't need a shelter. Just arrest him...
or he's gonna kill me.
- Good morning. - What's going on?
Just caught an eight-year-old homicide.
- Eight years? - Yeah. Unless somebody's making up stories.
- Are you up? - Uh, yeah, I'm up.
Hey, Bobby, hold up a minute.
Detective Russell, can I speak with you?
Yeah.
Hey, Andy, I'll come with you. I wanna check out that neighborhood.
Um, Diane...
there's been a shooting at your parents' apartment.
- A shooting? - Yeah.
Your father's been killed.
What?
Your father's been killed.
I'm very sorry.
- Where's my mom? - Your mom's okay.
She's at the apartment.
But, Diane, it looks like your brother may have been involved.
- Involved? How? - Apparently he did it, Diane.
Lieutenant, I have to get over there.
Look, I need you to take care of yourself, okay?
- I can't let you work this. - Yeah, okay.
- Now, Bobby's up. - I gotta get over there.
Take a minute. Um, I'll fill him in, and then he'll drive you, okay?
I gotta get over there.
- My father's a D.O.A. At Homicide. - What happened?
Boss'll fill you in. I gotta go.
A neighbor called 911 and said the brother shot him.
Oh, man! I don't want her driving alone.
I don't want her driving either, but evidently, that's what she wants to do.
- Diane! - Are you catching the case, or you taking care of Russell?
Okay. Okay.
Detective Russell.
Your mom's in the bedroom with your brother.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Ma.
- What happened, Doug? - He came at me.
- I told him to back off and he wouldn't. - It was an accident, Diane.
So I shot him! I'm only sorry I didn't do it 10 years ago.
We'll get to the bottom of this at the station house.
But for now, you both have to be quiet.
- I don't want you to say anything more to anyone. - Is Dougie going to jail?
I don't know, Ma. I don't know what's gonna happen.
- Dougie? - What?
- Dougie, just take it easy, all right? - Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Get him covered up.
- What do we got on this? - A neighbor called it in.
She told me she heard some arguing, then a shot.
- Is that her? - Yeah.
- Just one? - Looks like one was enough.
Detective Russell's brother gave me this weapon.
I unloaded it.
- Uh, Shannon, can you give us a second? - Yeah.
On the statements and so forth, we can talk about it later on.
- Yeah, Shannon. I'll find you. - Okay.
- That's my.38. - You gave it to your brother?
- No, of course not. - How did he get it?
I don't know. I'm gonna take them down to the station house and get Dougie a lawyer.
- Yeah. - They're real confused what happened.
Yeah, okay. I'll talk to the neighbor.
- Did she already talk to Shannon? - Yeah.
Listen, get Doug and your mom ready, okay?
- I'm Detective Simone. - Maria Blair.
- You, uh, call this in? - I heard this sound...
and I came over to see what happened.
- I saw Doug with the gun. - Did he say anything?
He said he did it.
These are really nice people. This shouldn't be happening.
Boy, some of these buildings have a lot of work in them.
What do they call this part of town?
- Hell's Kitchen. - Oh, I thought they changed it.
I thought they changed it to Clinton.
Yeah? Who is it?
- Is it the plumbers? - No, ma'am. We're New York City Police detectives.
We'd like to speak to a Mrs. Rivera.
That's me. Eh...
- I'll be right down. - Not much foliage, huh?
Boy, I bet in the summer it gets pretty hot.
Yeah. Might be why they call it Hell's Kitchen.
Mrs. Rivera? Can we talk inside?
No, I prefer here.
What is it? Did somebody get robbed? 'Cause I didn't see nothing.
No. We wanted to talk to you about your son, Mrs. Rivera.
Sal? Do you know where he is?
- Who is it? - The police detectives.
They wanna know about Salvador. This is my daughter, Margie.
Sal don't live here no more.
- Do you know where he went, Margie? - No.
We haven't seen him seven, maybe eight years.
- Do you know a Rickie Esposito? - Yeah.
Me and Rickie, we lived together five or six years.
- Look, what is this about? - This Rickie is running around...
telling everybody that he killed your son, Mrs. Rivera.
- Rickie killed Sal? - Oh, my God.
- That's crazy. - Why don't you tell us whatever you can remember...
about the last time you talked to your son?
The last time I talked to Sal...
Rickie was going over to do some work at his ex-wife's place...
and, uh, Sal went with him.
- I never seen him after that. - Did you call the police?
Yeah, I called them once. They said Sal's 19.
- Probably hejust left. - This ex-wife, uh...
The house that Rickie and him were working on, do you remember where she lived?
Lisa Gay. She lives on Second and 14th, across from the projects.
I got her address right here. You go talk to her.
She'll tell you Rickie would never do a thing like this.
- Shame on you. - All right. Would you get the address for us?
Yes, I can get it for you. Come.
- Let's go. - Shame on us?
The kid's gone eight years. She barely even missed him.
Yeah. If he turns up dead, she'll probably decide we did it.
Mom, Detective Simone's gonna sit you down and get you a cup of coffee.
- I'll be in in a minute, okay? - Can't I go with Dougie?
- No, Mom. You can't. - Mrs. Russell, right this way.
Thanks, Bobby. Come on, Doug.
In here, Dougie.
All right. I have a call in toJohn Tedesco.
I don't need a lawyer. I just wanna get this over with.
- Dougie, you're getting a lawyer. - Look, I shot him!
- When did you take my gun? - The day he beat Mom at the bar...
when you gave me the keys to your apartment.
- You've been carrying the gun around? - Mom had it.
- Mom? - I gave it to her for protection...
in case he started beating her again.
So, today, when he started in on me...
I went in the bedroom, and I got it, and I shot him.
Dougie, there had to be physical violence.
You had to be defending yourself.
You tell Tedesco you were defending yourself.
- You hear me? - Diane, look, I don't need any lawyer!
- How does that look? - Not so great, Lieu.
Diane's brother confessed to the neighbor...
plus it turns out that one of Diane's guns was involved.
- She tell you how that happened? - I don't think she knows.
Okay. You're gonna have to notify I.A.B.
Yeah, okay.
- Hey. - He won't take a lawyer.
- No? - Could you talk to him, explain why he has to?
- Sure. - I have to go talk to Shannon.
Shannon asked me to tell you that he doesn't remember...
what your mom or your brother were saying at the scene.
They were both confused, and that's all he knows.
Did Doug tell you how he laid hands on your weapon?
- He just said he took it. - We're gonna have to report this to I.A.B.
- Yeah. - Was it secured?
It's an off-duty weapon. I had it in the back of my dresser.
You didn't notice it was missing?
I kept it around in case of prowlers. I wasn't checking on it every day.
- You want me to tell them that? - You know, right now...
I don't really care about losing a week's pay.
A.D.A. Cohen to see Detective Simone.
Uh, just a moment, please.
- That's the riding D.A. - Yeah.
Could you hold off on the neighbor's statement just for a little?
If Dougie's gonna confess, I want that to be the first thing on paper.
I don't really have the neighbor's statement yet.
I've gotta make... burial arrangements.
Okay.
- I'm Bobby Simone. - Leo Cohen, on the Russell homicide.
- I understand you've got a collar. - We've got someone in custody.
- You ready for me to take a statement? - Uh, no.
The, uh, suspect is the brother of one of our detectives.
Detective Russell.
It was their father who was shot.
My understanding is Detective Russell's brother is lawyered up.
- Where are you on witnesses? - It's not clear.
- It's not? - The officer on the scene...
said Mrs. Russell was kind of confused, maybe in shock.
He couldn't really make out what she was saying.
And he doesn't really recall the son making any kind of statements at all.
On what basis was the son collared?
Evidently, the neighbor came over when she heard the shot...
uh, saw the brother holding the murder weapon in his hands.
- That's all we got right now. - You're going on the record with that?
I'm just saying that's where the case is right now.
Detective Simone, I'm sure you'll understand.
In light of your leak on the Stackhouse investigation...
D.A. Abrams isn't president of your fan club right now.
Oh, he's not president of my fan club, huh?
My point, Detective- If I smell anything inappropriate at all...
in your investigation- any vagueness in your report...
given this is another officer's family...
my own feelings aside- I'm gonna have to land hard on you.
And that would be against your own feelings.
Don't call me till you get your story straight.
That's the craziest thing I ever heard. Rickie didn't kill nobody.
- That kid just took off. - All right. So, where were they working?
Well, they laid some carpet in there.
But mostly, they put in this little patio.
Uh-huh.
How much does a place like this go for, if you don't mind my asking?
I pay 450, but it's rent-controlled.
- Oh, rent-controlled, huh? - So even after he divorces you...
this Rickie don't mind coming around and doing work around the house?
- I told you he's a good guy. - And this kid, Sal...
- How come he was doing you so many favors? - Rickie told him to, I guess.
So you watched them pour the concrete?
No. I was out of town that weekend.
When I came home, Rickie had surprised me by doing the job.
Well, uh, I think we may have to tear up this patio here.
- Oh, no, you're not. - This is the last place that we can put that kid.
I wanna know what's underneath there.
You don't know the boy's down there.
You want us to get a warrant, ma'am? Absolutely we can do that.
Thing is, if we do find a body, it's gonna look a lot better for you.
Better for me? I haven't done anything.
Yeah? I certainly hope the judge'll see it that way.
Look, Sal was a bad kid. Nobody misses him.
Why you wanna go tearing up my house looking for somebody no one wants to find?
Well, Lisa, we got a dead body growing in your garden.
We wanna dig it up. We're just kind of wacky that way.
- Hey, Doug. - You here to take my statement?
You know, Doug, I agree with your sister.
I think you should have a lawyer with you before you write any statements.
Look, I shot my father.
Having a lawyer ain't gonna change that.
- All right. Let's start with an oral statement. - I shot my father.
Yeah. Could you go back a little for me?
I went by before work. I do it every day.
- You'd have breakfast with 'em? - I have coffee.
So everyone was, uh, sitting around the table there?
Yeah. More or less.
Well, what happened, Doug?
He started going off on me...
about what a jerk I am, a failure at work...
a general overall failure.
This was par for the course in terms of your dad's tone with you?
Pretty much. But I just got sick of it, you know?
I mean, finally, you just get so sick of something.
- So I went and I got the gun- - Your sister's off-duty gun.
So, finally, I got it in the bedroom...
came back, and I shot him.
Before you went into the bedroom, what went down between you and your dad?
- Did your dad raise a hand to you? - Yes.
Doug, if you felt that your life was in danger...
it is very important to make that clear, all right?
I felt like I was in danger, so I got the gun and I shot him.
- You came back into the living room and shot him? - Yes!
- Was your dad advancing on you? - Look, man, my dad deserved killing.
But was he advancing on you?
- You want me to write it down? - No, I don't want you to write it down.
I want you to think about what you're saying.
I want you to think about it and what your state of mind was when this happened...
and how important it is to make it clear that you were frightened.
Then I'll come back and, uh, we'll talk.
You're sure? All right. Thanks for checking.
Crime Scene found a bullet in the wall of the bedroom.
I checked it out with the M.E. To see if maybe there were two shots fired...
but he says there was just one, so, apparently, it went right through him.
Diane, you gotta let somebody else take care of this kind of stuff.
- I'm fine. - Yeah, huh?
- Don't tell me how I'm feeling right now! - Okay.
- Bobby, don't make me go home. - Diane, just take it easy, okay?
- Where is he on the lawyer? - He don't want one.
- That's ridiculous! - I let him talk to me a little bit about what happened, and...
- What? - Diane, it was...
- How could you let him talk to you without a lawyer? - Diane, it was off the record.
Come here a second.
You gotta listen to me. Somebody killed your father.
- You think a stranger did that? - I want my brother to have a lawyer.
Nobody is looking to hurt your brother. Do you understand that?
I'm not positive that Doug did it.
And I don't know what the hell went on in that apartment.
- I need to talk to your mother right now. - Off the record.
Absolutely.
- So they just found one bullet? - Yeah.
I guess that means that your dad was shot in the bedroom...
and must've collapsed in the living room.
- I guess. - Well, that doesn't fit what Doug told me.
Mrs. Russell, how you feeling?
Where's Dougie? Can I see him?
Not just yet. I have a few questions that I need to ask you.
Diane says I'm not supposed to talk to anyone.
- She said it would be okay. - She said it was all right?
Yes, she did.
Mrs. Russell, I need to ask you...
what happened this morning?
What happened this morning?
I don't remember very much.
It happened so fast.
But I don't think Dougie meant to shoot anybody.
- I think the gun just went off. - Where were you when the gun went off?
- We were in the bedroom. - So this all happened in the bedroom?
- Isn't that what Dougie said? - I would have to check my notes.
But right now, I'd like to hear what you remember.
I don't remember anything. I told you.
It all happened so fast, it could've happened anywhere.
But you do recall it happening in the bedroom?
Dougie remembers better than I would.
Nobody's looking to trap you here.
Nobody's looking to hurt you. But you can hurt yourself.
You can hurt other people in your family by telling half-truths.
I don't remember exactly how it happened.
- It was all so confusing. - I understand that.
I just know Dougie didn't mean to do it.
- Your husband and Doug, they were arguing? - Yes.
I don't think arguing so much as Pete would tease and hurt Dougie's feelings.
Would he do more than just tease?
Would they ever get physical with each other?
See, I'm thinking specifically if Doug was afraid this morning.
- I think he could've been. - You think he was afraid for his life?
Could I see Diane? I think Diane should be here.
Yeah, okay. Okay, I'll get Diane.
She'll come in here and she'll take care of you.
And then I'm gonna go back and talk to your neighbor.
- Maria? - Maria Blair, right.
Maria's a lovely girl.
I'll go get Diane.
- What color fish you got? - They come in all different colors.
There's nice yellow ones, and they're different types.
This is Dr. Laura Schiller.
She's the anthropologist from N.Y.U. That the M.E. Recommended.
- You're the bone expert, huh? - That's me.
We've got some bones we've been digging up from under that patio.
- We need you to identify 'em. - Do you suspect foul play?
Yeah, well, we always suspect foul play.
It's kind of our job.
- You recognize any of these? - Yeah, sure.
This is a pork chop.
Rib eye steak, ham bone.
And this looks like ribs.
- Those aren't human remains? - Sorry, Detective.
What you have here is the remains of a barbecue.
I told you that boy was not under there.
- None of them are human bones? - Those are animal bones.
It looks like a garbage dump of some sort.
Did you used to dump your garbage here?
That's where I used to keep my cans before Rickie built me this patio.
You're gonna put it back, aren't you?
What the hell kind of cadaver dog is this, huh?
He can't tell the difference between a steak and a human being?
- There's a lot of bones here. He got confused. - Yeah.
So what happens when you pass a deli? He finds bodies in there too?
- Look, he's a dog. - Which is why I own fish.
- Zeus! - Oh, now, this genius. Now what? Come on.
Get the hell out. He's always makin'a mess.
Hold on. We got something. Good boy.
- It's a carpet. - Something's rolled up in a carpet.
Hello, Sal.
- Hi. - Oh. You're back?
Yeah. I wanted to get some more details from you...
Miss Blair, about what happened this morning.
I heard the shot, I went over there, I called 911.
- That's really all I have to say. - I'll tell you what.
Why don't you come in here with me to the crime scene and...
You know, maybe you can help me piece the sequence together.
- I'm not involved in this. - I understand that.
You were just trying to help. I gotta tell you...
you going towards an apartment where a gunshot had just gone off...
I- I really admire your courage, your doing that.
Well, I gave my statement.
You know what I had to ask you?
Who was it that opened the door here for you?
- Doug did. - When he opened the door, he had the gun?
- I think so. - And you weren't frightened?
Look, Doug's a really nice guy.
If he shot his dad, I'm sure it was an accident.
Thanks for the opinion.
So he had the gun in his hand, and you weren't frightened?
He said he'd shot his father.
I called 911, and that's all.
Did you, uh, dial 911 from the bedroom?
- I guess. - You guess?
Could you come in here for a minute, Miss Blair?
See, otherwise, you would've had to step over the body...
and you would've been a couple of feet away...
from Mr. Russell if you would have dialed from right out here.
- Then I called from in there. - Mrs. Russell was in the bedroom?
- How was she acting? Do you remember? - She was very upset.
You know, I don't remember exactly. I don't like this attitude.
What's wrong with my attitude, Miss Blair? I'm investigating a homicide.
You're pushing at me. You're treating me like I'm a suspect.
Well, I gotta tell you, that's what I do for a living.
Let me tell you something else.
There's something very wrong with all the stories that I'm getting on this case.
Now, you could have the best reason in the world.
If you are covering up the truth...
that still makes you an accomplice to a murder.
I am not an accomplice to anything.
Well, that's how you're coming off.
So?
I heard the gunshot.
I came out into the hall...
and he was just coming up the steps.
Doug?
He opened the door from the outside with his key...
and Mrs. Russell was there, and the gun was on the floor.
She was in a panic. She said she didn't know how it happened.
Doug said he'd take care of it...
and he told me that we had to tell everyone that he did it.
- And you went along with that? - I've watched him 12 years trying to help.
He helped my mom when she was alive.
He was trying to help his mom.
I thought he was making a mistake by saying he'd done it.
But he asked me to help. It's what I tried to do.
So he's got the kid rolled up in an old piece of carpet...
buried lengthwise in a hole.
Bones collapsed on top of themselves.
- Any luck on dental records? - No. We just started the search.
Plus there was some personalized jewelry and a belt buckle.
Medavoy's got the sister looking at the stuff right now.
Do you know about Diane?
Yeah.
I'm sorry about what happened.
Thanks.
- You wanna take a walk? - No. L...
I- I have to make arrangements. Bobby's out talking to a neighbor.
I need to be here if something develops.
- Are you working the case? - I have to be here, Andy.
You wanna look out for your mother and your brother...
but you gotta make room for yourself in this.
- I know. - You need to get out of here.
Take a walk. Go to a meeting.
Find a place to put what's going on inside.
'Cause if you don't, I guarantee you...
you may think you're on top of this now...
but sooner or later, you're gonna reach out for that bottle.
I'm scared, Andy.
I want a drink real bad.
You wanna take a walk?
- You'll come with me? - Yeah.
Yeah, this was Sal's stuff.
Is there a chance that Sal could've sold the jewelry or given it away?
I don't think so. Can I take these with me?
Not yet.
As soon as we get a positive I.D. On Sal's dental records...
then we'll release his effects.
Look, if Rickie said he killed Sal, that's probably what happened.
Why would Rickie have killed Sal, Margie?
Because of somethin' I told him.
Sal and me. He was doin' it to me.
Your brother was sexually abusing you?
He was sleeping with me.
- How old were you? - When we started, maybe 11.
We was doin' it for a long time. Three years about.
- And you told that to Rickie? - Yeah.
I didn't tell anybody before because I didn't want Sal to get in trouble.
Then I found out he was screwing our little sister too.
I was just, Forget about it." I thought he was gonna lose it.
- What did Rickie do? - He just said he'd take care of it.
About a week later, Sal left.
I mean, that's what we thought.
I guess that's not what happened.
- No. No, it isn't. - You gonna arrest Rickie?
- Yeah. - Good.
I mean, I didn't want Sal to get killed.
I was just mad at him 'cause he was two-timing me.
- Two-timing? - I just told you. With my sister.
By sleeping with your sister, that was two-timing?
Yeah. Sick, huh?
- You gonna be okay? - Yeah. Thanks, Andy.
- I have to talk to Bobby, okay? - Yeah.
I gotta go pick up a perp with Medavoy.
- Thanks, Andy. - Diane?
- Did you take a statement from the neighbor? - Yeah.
How much did she see?
Doug wasn't even there when the shooting happened, Diane.
The neighbor heard the shot from inside your parents' apartment.
She opens up her door, she sees Doug coming up the stairs.
It was your mom who shot your dad.
I'm sorry.
Your brother talked the neighbor into going along with saying he did it.
Look, I can get your mom to flip.
If she goes, I think Doug'll change his statement.
I have to do it.
- Bobby- - Okay.
Thanks. Will you square it with Fancy?
Yeah. He never said you couldn't talk to your own mother.
Okay.
Diane.
Hi, Mom.
I sure would like to see Dougie.
They've had me in here for quite a while.
We're, uh, trying to get to the bottom of this.
- It takes time. - I don't know why.
- We told you what happened. - What you told us wasn't true, was it?
Why would you say that?
Detective Simone talked to Maria across the hall, Mom.
She says Dougie wasn't even there when she heard that shot.
How would she know? She didn't see it.
She says she saw Dougie coming up the stairs...
after the shot went off inside the apartment.
And then Doug and her came over, saw what had happened...
Well, that's not true.
Dougie is going to jail for a very long time...
if you don't tell the truth about what happened.
You can help Dougie.
That one time, when your dad tore up that bar...
you fixed that right away.
- This is different. - Why?
Mom...
Mom, it's all right.
If we can just talk about what actually happened...
I know we can get through this.
I don't think we can.
Otherwise, it's gonna destroy your life, it's gonna destroy Dougie's life.
But it was Doug's idea.
What was Doug's idea?
It just happened so fast.
I don't even remember picking up the gun.
And then your father was Iying there...
and Doug came in and said he'd take care of it.
What happened, Mom?
You and Daddy had a fight.
I found a beer bottle under... the bed.
- What was that doing there? - He was gonna hit me with it.
He said he was gonna beat my half a brain out of my head.
Oh, Mom.
You know, this has been an interesting case for me today, given my housing situation.
You think about it. We've been in a lot of different locations.
Finding that body in the backyard didn't make you think...
about getting back to your wife, huh, Medavoy?
Yeah, I go back to my wife, that'll be me someday.
Which makes you ponder, you know, how many undiscovered bodies there may be out there.
That, uh, Lisa Gay said number 421/2.
- You see any numbers anywhere? - I don't see anything.
- Wanna try up here? - What's this?
Somebody's in there, Andy.
- Stop it! - They're in trouble! Come on!
- Police! - Stop it, please!
- I said shut up! - Somebody help me, please!
Get her, Medavoy! Pull her down!
- Rickie Esposito? - That's him!
- Rickie Esposito, you're under arrest! - What for?
- He was trying to kill me. - For that! Come on!
- Just try and stay calm, okay? - Let's go.
- Are you okay? - Yes.
Detective Simone, my mother would like to make a statement.
- It's different than I said this morning. - That's all right, Mrs. Russell...
as long as it's the truth.
After I write down what happened, can I see my son?
Sure, you can.
You sure you want your mom to write all this down?
Yes. I'm gonna go talk to my brother.
I'm gonna wash my face and go talk to him.
- Donna, is the coffee room open? - Yeah.
I don't know why you're arresting me. It was her idea.
- She wanted to kill herself. - He was trying to murder me like he did that Rivera kid.
- Shut up! - Watch your mouth.
That Lisa Gay called and said you all found that man's bones!
- I don't know what she's talking about. - Shut up.
It's all right.
The truth, huh? It never occurred to her to say it.
I walk in. It never occurs to me to ask.
I'm a detective. I stood that beer bottle up...
and it never occurred to me to- to push her...
that that's what went down.
Now I gotta go to my brother, and it'll never occur to Dougie that...
that he should just say what happened.
I guess we're all so crazy.
Come on. Nobody's crazy.
Yeah, right.
You want me to go in there and talk to Doug?
I have to.
That's 'cause you got a world of guts and you love your brother.
Hey, Di.
- What are you doing in there? - There was a cop sitting with me...
but he had to go and do something.
What the hell did he put you in the cage for?
I don't know.
Dougie, Mom's making a statement.
We know you didn't shoot Daddy.
She's- She's just trying to take the weight for me.
Maria told what happened.
He was coming at her with a beer bottle.
With Dad's history of abuse, there's a chance Mom won't even go tojail.
- I'm the one responsible for this. - No.
I did it, Di. I did it.
I just didn't have the guts to pull the trigger.
You gave Mom my gun because Daddy was hurting her...
and you thought she needed protection.
- I thought you wanted the truth. - I'm talking about the truth.
I gave Mom the gun to do what I wanted.
If she didn't have that gun, is there any way she would've done it?
I wanted him dead.
- Did you know I had the gun? - No.
Then it's just me.
No, it's not.
I left you there all those years.
And I have to live with leaving you there...
and you have to live with wanting him dead.
But, Dougie, you didn't kill him.
You have to fight.
I want my brother.
I feel so sick.
I've never been strong like you.
Come on.
Come out of there.
I can't see Mom right now.
All right. You go home and you do what you need to do.
Hey.
- You cleared that homicide? - Yeah.
I'm gonna put this one up for America's Most Ancient Cases."
The guy admits he buried the kid under the patio.
The rest of it was an accident.
He accidentally clobbered the kid with a baseball bat.
And he was trying to kill the current wife?
Yeah, that could count against him too.
- Some family, huh? - Yeah.
- It was her mom, huh? - Yeah.
Diane actually closed the case out.
- She got her mom to give it up. - Good for her.
I got the D.A. Waiting for me out there.
Some guy named Cohen.
I wanna see if we can defer arrest on Mrs. Russell.
But this guy's in Abrams's pocket.
Abrams owes you so many favors.
- I was just reading your new perpetrator's statement. - Mm-hmm.
There's an extensive history of spousal abuse...
and the husband was coming at her with a beer bottle.
Yeah, that's all right here. Looks like man two or involuntary.
You really think that the grand jury will indict?
I know we're gonna give them the chance.
I'm wondering if we could defer arrest until you see if that happens.
Because the woman's related to a detective in this squad?
No. Because with the circumstances of this homicide...
and the woman's voluntary confession and her age and history...
you got some leeway not to put her in the system just now.
Look, with no witnesses, we're not even sure this was self-defense.
- The weapon was recovered. - An unbroken beer bottle.
Hey, we're talking about whether this woman...
needs to be in the system before the grand jury gets the case.
And both of us know that she can walk...
unless you're looking to kiss your boss's ass.
Excuse me.
Tell your girlfriend she can take her mother home.
Let's go.
- What happens now? - Next week you'll go before the grand jury...
and they'll decide whether or not they're gonna charge you.
Am I going to jail?
We're gonna take that one step at a time, Mom.
- And Doug's gonna be all right? - Mm-hmm.
- He's waiting for us at his place. - Here you go, Mrs. Russell.
Thank you.
You work with nice people, Diane.
Detective Simone isn't just someone I work with, Mom.
We've been seeing each other.
- I'm in love with him. - Good.
He seems like a good person.
- He is. - Good night.
I'll call you in a couple hours.
Okay.