Previously on "King".
What do you think of the Major Crimes Task Force?
Is this a job interview? I must be kicking ass in the phone room.
You know, you shouldn't have married a younger man.
I was lost, but now I'm found.
- You're pregnant, Jessica King. - Want to give us a second, here, pal?
Give us a second!
So you've got a gambling problem.
♪ Hey, ohhh ♪
♪ Whoaaa ♪
[Radio]:Any available units to 275 South Kingsway.
Domestic involving a male and two females. Weapons involved.
(Women shouting) What are you doing?
(Glass shattering)
- Get away from my husband! - You bitch! How dare you!
Get out of here! You bitch!
Taylor. We're supposed to be the calm ones, remember?
Someone could be hurt or dying in there.
Yeah, you want to rush in and make it two more, or what?
No, no, no. No, no, no! Donna! No, no, no, no!
Bastard!
- [Woman]: Crazy bitch! - Get out of here, you stupid bitch!
Leave us alone!
(Woman speaking foreign language)
- Ah! - Ah!
- On your knees! - Come here! Give me your arm!
- Bastard, Henry! - Stay down!
I swear to God, I will kill her!
I think that's enough! Don't you?
- [Woman]: Let me up! - I'll take it from here, Sless.
Henry, out of the pool. Get Donna in the goddamn house.
Come on. I got this.
- I think we're good here... - Listen. You're good to go.
It's plenty busy out there tonight. I'll write it up.
Sure.
- Come on. Up you get. - Taylor.
Let's go. (She sighs)
Thanks for the help. Much appreciate it.
And, Sless, say hi to that wife of yours.
In.
Henry.
♪ Oooh, yeah ♪
♪ Heyyy ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
- Detective Sergeant King. - Hey, love.
(She chuckles)
What, you piss off your new partner?
- No, domestic. - All the worst.
- Beer? - Crisper.
You know, I'd rather take on a drugged-up gang-banger
with an AK-47 than a betrayed wife
with an axe. You're never gonna guess who showed up to help out.
Let me take a look.
I put the rest in a GIC for when we... want to buy again.
First week back in uniform, and you're already locked and loaded.
- You sure you want to do this? - Yep.
- So, who showed up? - Oh. Fielding.
- As in the ex-chief Fielding? - The corrupt ass-grabber himself.
- Henry Fielding was at your domestic? - Call was at his son's place.
Three-way cage match between Junior, his wife,
and the girlfriend.
Daddy showed up to keep the peace.
He says hi, by the way. I hope you told him to go to hell.
I haven't seen the little ass- grabber since he kicked me down to the phone room.
So, what happened?
- I have no idea. We left. - What do you mean, you left?
- Fielding had Bantam with him. - You left?
- Staff Sergeant tells you to leave, generally you leave... - No, I'm not criticizing...
I got enough crap to deal with. I don't need insubordination added to my...
It's like we're having great sex and you just stopped.
(He sighs)
- Fifty-three thousand dollars. - That's a lot of shoes.
And, uh, college education for the baby.
- Jess, you know... - Danny, just pay off the bookie and let's move on.
- It won't happen again. - No kidding. It does,
I'm taking you out behind the portables at recess, and I'm kicking your ass two times.
So, no more bets.
Hey, Staff Sergeant says no more bets...
I'm done. Good.
So.
Take me somewhere I can show off these shoes.
(They chuckle)
♪ Heyyy ♪
♪ Ooooh, ooooh ♪
Go get your ball!
(Dog barks) Come on back. Come on back, Buddy.
Bring back your ball.
(Dog barks) No, eh?
(She sighs)
I'm gonna bring you back to the dog store.
Come on, Buddy.
♪ Ooooh ♪
Help! Help!
♪ Oh, hey ♪
♪ Hey, yeah ♪
♪ Oooh, yeah ♪
Chief, you have a swearing-in ceremony at two?
No, nine o'clock. Yeah.
Give me a call when you're done.
I might have something for you. Chief. Chief.
You got a minute? Henry. Um...
Just a minute. In private.
Looking good. Retirement treating you well?
How's, uh... - Sheila. - Right.
- And? - Marie. Good. Good, good.
What can I help you with? That girl out of Cherry Beach.
Terrible thing. It is.
I wanted you to know it had nothing to do with
what happened. Last night... Henry, stop.
I thought I could save your people some time, get them on the right track.
You know I can't talk about an active investigation.
- I just thought a little professional courtesy. - Which is what I'm giving you.
- I appreciate this, Paul. - Any time, Henry.
I like what you've done with the office. The common touch.
Thanks for dropping by.
Get me Jessica King.
(Seagull calling)
♪ Whoa, oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ Heyyy ♪
- Living out of your car, King? - Feels like it.
Middle of moving.
- Bought a new house? - Renting a condo.
What are you doing here, Chief?
We work the scene, you read the reports. Remember?
- It's a floater. A young woman. - Why not just leave it with Homicide?
- It could get messy. - What does messy mean?
(He sighs) Fielding. He knew about this before I did.
- That's sticky, not messy. - He wanted me to know
that it has nothing to do with what happened last night,
whatever that was. Domestic at his son's house.
Henry Jr.'s wife tried to take a 7-iron to his girlfriend.
Nothing in the morning reports.
Wow. OK...
And we suspect our floater might be...
- The girlfriend. - Yeah, that's messy.
Son on a bitch still has the loyalty of half the force.
Probably more than half, sir. Just sayin'.
Which is why you're the only one I trust on this one.
Which one of you called Fielding?
Then you're both on suspension.
I need the Major Crimes Task Force
to handle this investigation like it would any other.
No special treatment.
Sir, a former chief of police is involved.
It's gonna be special whether you want it to be or not.
And your history with Fielding isn't going to...
No, sir. All good.
Good. Good, good, good, good.
Because if this goes south in any way,
I'll hang it on you. All of it.
Just saying.
Does this mean you're gonna give me the rest of my team?
- You just brought Martin in. - Yeah, but I lost three.
Things are tight budget-wise. We'll see how you do.
(She sighs)
- Detective Martin. - Spears. Beautiful day.
You know, in Major Crimes we wear a suit because
we're meeting families on the worst day of their lives.
Surveillance, we wear what's comfortable
because we sit in the van until our legs fall asleep.
A suit is a sign of respect.
A suit is an antiquated symbol of conformity. Almonds?
We're gonna see a water corpse.
They're good for you. Full of antioxidants.
Not so many. They're high in calories.
- I thought you said they were good for you. -
Both good and bad.
- The secret is moderation. - Yeah, cops don't do moderation.
- Spears. - Sir.
Chief Fielding, he put you in charge of Major Crimes. Isn't that right?
- He did. - Who do you work for?
- The people of Toronto, sir. - No, I'm thinking chain of command.
- Detective Sergeant King and you, sir. - Good. Just so we're clear.
- Chief. - Detective Martin.
Right. New hire for Major Crimes.
I'm a bit puzzled by King's thinking on this one.
I have a Masters in Criminology
an exemplary record in surveillance, and...
and I'm tall, so I can reach for things on the top shelf.
Carry on.
[Spears]: Hey, boss. What do we got?
She was found washed up by the rocks earlier this morning.
- That brought Graci down here? - This woman is connected
to a certain ex-chief and his family.
- So they're investigating the Fieldings. - No. We're investigating
the suspicious death of a young woman.
- Could be accidental drowning. - Look at the bruising.
Could be from impact of water, but it's unlikely.
Could have fallen off a party boat.
Greg Hastings, grade 10 semi-formal.
- So you're thinking homicide? - I'm thinking everything. Martin,
- you're supervising the autopsy. - OK.
- Staff? - Yes, Martin?
- I've never done an autopsy before. - Oh, we get to pop his cherry.
- Make sure they do a diatom test. - Sure thing. What's that?
Little silica-shelled organisms in bone marrow.
Looks like pasta.
It determines the chemical makeup of the water she drowned in.
They cut her thighbone in half.
- Like a roast chicken. - Roast chicken. Pasta.
Right.
We need to talk to the first responders
to last night's domestic. Sure, who was it?
- Start with him. I'll see you back at the shop. - OK.
- Detective Sergeant King. - I can't answer any questions.
Major Crimes Task Force. Always knew you'd land on your feet.
That why you kicked them out from under me?
- That girl's death. - Alina Minkutei.
I want to offer my cooperation.
As ex-chief do you get, like, a lifetime pass
so you can just roam the halls, relive the bad ol' days?
My son, embarrassing as it is, had a relationship with that girl.
Alina Minkutei.
I have to ask, are you sure you can remain objective despite
the unfortunate incident?
Do you mean your unfortunate hand on my unfortunate ass,
or my unfortunate time in the phone room?
I told my son to come in and get this cleared up.
He should be here any minute. There's a nice hard bench
in booking. I'll get to him when I get to him.
- That girl. - Alina Minkutei, murder victim.
Homicide by drowning is exceedingly rare.
Rare things happen; they just happen rarely.
I hear you're pregnant. Congratulations.
Oh, look, it's full. I'll wait for the next one.
Yeah, what Bantam told Spears, that's more or less how it went down.
- More or less? - Mm-hmm.
Well, Junior's wife made a death threat.
He left that out.
That's kind of an important thing to leave out.
Are you sure?
- Mm-hmm. - Wait. Let me...
(Smelling)
God, I'm not gonna make it the next nine months.
So, Fielding Sr., did he say anything?
If he did, I didn't hear it.
Hey, Jess, he's gonna come after you.
You know that, right?
And Graci won't always be around to protect you.
Protect me from what?
Fielding. He's got a lot of friends...
you know, people like the mayor,
judges, cops, Derek Spears.
I don't have to worry about Spears.
No, you do, honey. You always have to worry about Spears.
- Let it go. - You took his job, remember?
- Somewhere you gotta be? - Yeah, actually.
Oh, right, right. When?
- Half an hour. - Fifty-three...
thousand dollars. There goes my first facelift.
- Don't do it. - Shut up. I love you.
Hey. I found the taxi driver that picked up Alina.
Dropped her off at a strip club near Chinatown.
A uniform suits you, Sless. Any video footage in the taxi?
On the way.
Danny says that Fielding Jr.'s wife threatened to kill Alina.
People are capable of a lot when their marriage is threatened.
If they're cheating, the marriage isn't threatened;
it's already dead.
OK! Already carrying a baby. Don't need two more.
Bye.
You know Fielding Jr.'s downstairs?
So I hear. What'd you find out?
That diatom test is pending, but, uh, cause of death is confirmed as drowning.
But the bruising on her chest and face are anti-mortem.
She was beaten. Anything else?
Why'd you tell me that, uh...
I smell like a bloated corpse. (Man coughing)
- Did you puke? - Twice.
He puked. When?
- Do you have a bet? - Yeah.
- Bone saw. - Bone saw!
OK, so, the taxi driver dropped Alina off at the strip club.
Couple that with the red snakeskin jacket,
the airbrushed nails... Martin, did she have a Brazilian?
- I didn't look. - Yes, you did. It's OK. It doesn't make you a perv.
- Landing strip. - Our girl was working the pole.
Dancing naked in a biker joint... six different ways she could end up in the lake.
I'm gonna head down to Organized Crime, see what they have on that club.
One more thing: Alina was pregnant.
- How far along? - Eight weeks.
You OK?
- How far along are you? - Eight weeks.
Give or take.
Let's find out who did this.
♪ Oh, oh ♪
♪ Whoa ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh ♪
Nice. Is that a...
hibiscus?
Turtle vine. You don't know your plants.
No. I can kill 'em faster than anybody.
I'm Detective Sergeant... King.
I know who you are.
Great. No small talk.
I'm looking at a strip club, The Silver Dollar. You know it?
I know it. I also know a few months back you took
a case from Organized Crime. And solved it.
- We could have done it ourselves. - Somebody thought you couldn't.
- You don't play well with others. - It's not my job to play well...
And it's not my job to hand over my information.
Do your own research. OK, look, what I'm really
looking for is one of those big, fat warrants so I can
investigate all dark corners of that place.
You got one coming up?
Nothing here for you, King.
I'm investigating the death of a stripper.
- Not our problem. - What happened to her?
She was beaten and drowned after a cabby dropped her off.
We're looking at that place
as part of an active joint forces project into bike gangs.
You think I'm gonna jeopardize all that for a...
- Dead stripper? - Don't put words in my mouth.
- Let me see your files. - We can't just have you
charging in there stirring it up before we're ready to move.
Feds would have my ass. Sorry.
Hope you get whoever did it, though.
I bet you do.
Spears. Brad Stone in Organized Crime.
Grew up in the same neighbourhood as the Fieldings,
played hockey with Junior... don't expect any help from him.
- Detective Evans. - Ingrid.
- Yeah, what about her? - Used to be a great cop.
Now she's marking time. Good to know.
OK, Fielding Junior's still waiting downstairs.
You take him. I'm gonna track down the wife.
Hey. Gotta ask...
Why did you hire Martin?
Soften Junior up. Get some DNA.
♪ Heyyy, oh ♪
Henry.
Oh, uh... Uh, Derek Spears, right?
Yeah. Your dad's charity golf tournament.
You got closest to the hole.
Inches away from that trip to Cancun.
Yeah, thanks for reminding me. How you doing?
Oh, I'm...
I'm a... a mess, actually.
Collecting my DNA?
(Spears chuckles)
You get on the links much?
Well, I've got work, entertaining clients.
- Nice. What do you do again? - Uh, sales for my father's
security firm. Look, I know how this looks.
- Where'd this come from? - Oh, squash.
I was protecting the T. Golf,
squash, and strip clubs, huh?
Oh, it's not as exciting as it sounds.
If it's on your old man's dime.
I've been to that strip club so often with clients.
I love my wife. I known you do.
And Jessica King, she has a grudge for my father...
Tell me about Alina.
Uh... not much to tell.
Uh, we talked...
Talk! Henry, I can't help you if you're not gonna tell me
everything that happened that night.
It's... hard to describe.
You had sex. It's not that hard to describe.
Look, I... No, we... It... I...
Yeah. We did.
That DNA test gonna tell us you're the father?
My dad, he can... sort this out, right?
What did you know about your husband's relationship with Mr. Minkutei?
Relationship? That's a big stretch. He's been screwing a stripper.
So you did know, or you didn't know?
Uh, no. Last night was a revelation.
What did you do after your father-in law took Junior away?
I went to bed. Passed right out.
That's surprising. You were pretty upset.
Had a long day of depositions. I'm a lawyer.
Did you talk to anyone...
your father-in-law, Henry... after they left?
No. I didn't, uh, I didn't talk.
Mrs. Fielding, I understand how difficult this is.
Don't pretend to empathize.
We both know you're out to get this family.
I'm investigating the death of a woman
you almost beat with a golf club
then threatened to kill.
I also threatened to kill Henry
if he didn't clean this pool.
- Alina was pregnant. - I heard. Last night.
- You don't have children? - We keep trying.
I can see how you might
think me capable of murdering that woman, but...
how can you think that I could kill that baby?
Your husband is the father. It's not a big stretch.
I think I've said enough.
Thank you. We'll call you if we have any more questions.
♪ Hey, oh, oh ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh ♪
Give me a dragon roll and a Negi-Hamachi, OK?
- I'll be back in 10. - Where are you going?
I got something I gotta do.
You've gotta be kidding me.
Oh, gyoza too. Give me a gyoza. They're good.
It's all there?
Fifty-three K. You want to count it?
Ironically, I trust a man in uniform.
Danny Sless. All square.
It's a miracle.
So, who do you fancy for tonight, then?
- No one. - Really?
Buffalo's on a three-game win streak.
Yeah, I know. No more action.
You sure?
I'm good.
That's our victim after she left Junior's house.
Cab driver dropped Alina at the club last night,
but didn't see her go inside.
Maybe someone was waiting for her.
She told him she lived there.
We should check it out.
(She sighs) Suspicious death only gets us her into her room.
I want the whole club and everyone's full attention.
- We have enough for that? - Nope.
But Organized Crime does. Ingrid. Uh, Jessica King.
Feel like a trip to the ladies' room?
(Door closing)
Nice office, King.
I've been spending way too much time in here. Pregnant.
Happy for you. What am I doing in here?
Though you'd be more likely
to talk about the Silver Dollar strippers without your boss around.
Look, I went though it with him after you left.
These young women,
they come here from overseas expecting nanny jobs.
They get here, they're told the nanny job's gone.
And by that time all they have left is debt, airfare, visas,
immigration lawyers. You've lost your sparkle.
Brad said what he always says:
victims can't be a priority for Organized Crime.
The paper trail's not sexy enough.
We can make it sexy.
You want to clone our warrant, but what's the use of doing...
- You've lost your sparkle. - I never sparkled.
You've been dulled down, you're exhausted
by routine, you deadhead your flowers,
you water your plants in your office every day,
but you don't have to be stuck pushing paper.
We can help these women.
Let's do it.
Together.
Leave my plants out of it.
And don't ever mention sparkles again.
Gentlemen, welcome to the Silver Dollar.
Put your hands together for the lovely Chantelle.
♪
♪ Y'all good to go ♪
♪ You're so good to show ♪
♪ You got legs that are wrapping around ♪
♪ And a mouth that'll leave me cold ♪
♪ Just slide on down ♪
Hey, buddy.
Music off, lights up. Let's go.
♪ Don't take so long ♪
(Music ends)
Gentlemen, show's over!
Ladies, cover yourselves!
The Silver Dollar's closed, people.
I want to see identification.
Non-citizens, I want work permit.
I'm the manager. Their IDs are with me.
They don't keep their own papers?
They don't have pockets.
Where's Alina Minkutei's room?
She didn't show up for work today.
Not what I asked. Where's her room?
The flophouse next door, second floor.
Please step back.
(Man talking inside)
Police! Don't move! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
Girls don't date clients. House policy.
- Rules were made to be broken. - Says the detective.
Alina was a good kid.
When was the last time you saw her?
She went off shift at seven.
Cabby says he dropped her off here just before midnight.
I never saw her.
Had you told me you were coming,
I would have had it all ready for you.
How often did Henry Jr. and Alina...
Look, you got the visas.
You want me to talk any more, arrest me.
I got a lawyer who will rip you a new one.
That's sweet.
Thank you.
Hello. I make application to be nanny.
I want very much to come to North America.
And to work with children. (Knocking at door)
I love little ones,
and I'm very hardworking.
Choose me. I make promise
to reach your standards.
I am grateful to you if you could allow me
to look after your family.
Thank you.
We found this video in her things
with a copy of her application.
Looks like Alina was brought over by a nanny agency from overseas.
With quotations around "agency".
The fraud was committed in Lithuania, so...
Bikers are insulated.
- Impossible to prosecute. - Grey area. I hate grey.
Unless it's a charcoal pencil skirt.
- Or a cumulous cloud. - Why don't they just walk?
They think their families back home could get hurt.
Is a biker really gonna drop in to a Lithuanian farmhouse?
Well, no, but the girls don't know that.
OK, so this is human trafficking, that's organized crime.
We are investigating a possible homicide.
And you don't think the two could be connected?
Ingrid, get a request in with immigration
so we can look at the actual applications.
(Phone ringing) Here it comes.
- It's the chief. - I'll go with you.
No. Thank you.
[Graci]: Do I need to remind you about the chain of command, Evans?
You disobeyed an order and jeopardized an investigation.
You're suspended.
[Evans]: Yes, sir.
- Open, or... - Closed!
So?
I've been assigned to the file room.
Slap on the wrist. It happens.
Not to me. I get glowing reviews.
I don't get reprimanded.
(Elevator dings) Fall in line,
do what you're told... that's so yesterday.
This is the new you.
Everyone was right about you. You are a career killer.
Hang out with Jess King long enough,
there goes your pension! It doesn't have to be...
(She sighs) Crap.
- Crappity-crap-crap. - How'd it go?
I... I need to eat.
♪ Whoa, whoa ♪
Junior waits for his father to fall asleep,
he texts Alina, tells her to meet him,
he kills her, dumps her in the lake.
His dad would have had to fall asleep pretty fast
for Junior to catch Alina before she got back from the club.
Spoken like a true Fielding man.
Would you like some of my Kung Pao chicken?
You know what, Jess?
I'm actually a King man.
Do you think Donna could have done it?
Everyone else left. You notice that?
Collier went to Internal Affairs, MK back with Sex Crimes,
and who knows how long
Martin the Martian is gonna stick around for?
- OK, time for the cheque. - I'm still here,
- and I'm staying here, Jess. - Good. Great.
I couldn't be more of a King man if I tried.
I mean, I could, I want to, I would love to be more,
but you won't let me. You...
You won't even acknowledge the fact that we slept together.
That you might be carrying our baby.
I appreciate your show of support.
- Jess. - Not your baby, Spears.
Yeah, I know. So you keep saying that.
I'm gonna get back and put Junior in the box.
- Jess. - That covers my half.
♪ Yeah ♪
(Door opening)
We found you in your murdered girlfriend's bedroom
with blow on your nose
and your head buried in a stripper's breasts.
Is the pressure getting to you, Henry?
A wife, a girlfriend... that's a lot of work to keep that up.
And you compartmentalize, don't you?
You work very hard keeping those lives from touching.
And you're doing pretty well.
Until the baby.
It's hard to compartmentalize a kid.
- I love my wife. - Then it's too bad she's not pregnant.
I don't think you were gonna leave Donna.
I think Alina knew that.
That's why she came over that night, desperate to ruin your marriage.
- And that's why you... - I loved her too.
It's...
so stupid, but I loved Alina too.
I would never, ever...
Where'd you get the bruise?
Oh.
Squash.
Henry.
After the fight at the house, back at my dad's place...
I wanted to... go find Alina,
explain it to her.
He wouldn't... He wouldn't...
'Cause he's smart.
He said it should be a clean break.
I was... too screwed up to listen.
I wanted to leave.
I wanted to leave the house, and we had a...
He threw me against the wall.
No big deal.
(Phone buzzes)
(She sighs)
Diatom test came in.
This is Lake Ontario water.
This is the water Alina drowned in.
So where did she drown?
In water with a high concentration of chlorine.
The Fieldings have a pool.
A lot of people have pools.
I got the visa applications back from immigration.
In order to get into the country, the girls need a sponsor,
and they need a lawyer to verify that the families are real.
The sponsors for the girls at the Silver Dollar: all fake.
And the same lawyer signed every application.
Aren't you supposed to be filing?
- Doesn't mean I don't hate you. - You're sparkling.
Donna Fielding. [Martin]: Henry's wife.
Was Alina threatening to blow the whistle?
Good motive for murder.
♪ Oooh ♪ ♪ Whoa, oh, wa, oh ♪
- Do you know this young woman? - No.
- What about her? - No.
She's interesting-looking. What about her?
Mm-mmm.
Well, that's funny. They're all your clients.
OK, think like a lawyer. I AM a lawyer.
Right. Good. So, this is our case.
Your signature is on all of their immigration papers.
If I signed them, I believed them to be legitimate...
All of them came here to be nannies, and all of them
ended up being exotic dancers at the same strip club.
What they do when they get here is their business.
But if you sign their applications
knowing that there was false or fraudulent information...
Like, say, the families these women
were supposed to be placed with don't actually exist.
You had a lot to lose if Alina Minkutei exposed you... your house, your car.
In vitro is very expensive.
The bank records show that you've tried five times.
You went after her with a golf club and you made death threats.
On the night you found out your husband got her pregnant.
This is harassment.
- Wait. Not done. - That's water found in Alina's lungs...
not lake water; chlorinated water.
Like from a pool. It's pretty convincing, huh?
Alina came back looking for your husband, didn't she?
Round two. Which you won.
Unanimous decision. Then you panicked,
you finished off the job in the pool.
I didn't kill that bitch.
Uh, language, counsel.
I'm thinking fraud for sure.
Manslaughter minimum... lose your licence,
jail time.
After they left, I took a sleeping pill,
a few glasses of wine.
When I woke up, this was waiting for me.
(Phone beeping)
From my father-in-law.
Fielding Sr.'s phone records confirm that the text was
sent from his phone. Jess, you sure
you want to do this?
He's right, boss. High risk, high reward.
You want to tell me the reward
in charging a former police chief with murder?
- Staff, something else came up. - [Jess]: What is it?
There was a call from Fielding
Sr.'s landline to the Silver Dollar the night Alina was killed,
around the time she was on her way to the club.
OK, put Junior in the box and bring Senior in.
Henry, did you at any time text your wife from your dad's cell phone?
No.
And when you got to your dad's residence, did you make
- any calls from his landline? - No. What is this about?
Were you aware of any calls that your father made that night?
- Why? - Just answer the question.
No.
Did he say he was gonna call anyone or do anything?
I... I don't really remember.
Thanks, Henry. I'm gonna forget
about the cocaine, release you without charge.
I know you've had a long couple days.
Hey, is my dad in trouble?
Someone called the Silver Dollar that night from his number.
I'm just trying to figure out who.
(Door opening)
(Door closing)
(Door opening and closing)
You perp walk the former chief and you put him in the box.
It wasn't a perp walk.
And the box is just a nice place to have a chat.
Is he actually a suspect?
I'll let you know in a minute.
Your son's wife gave me this.
So that's what this is about.
What did you mean, "I'll take care of her"?
When you have your kid,
you'll be surprised at what you'll do to protect him.
I saw the bruise on Junior's face from you protecting him.
I only ever wanted what was best for my son.
What did you mean, "I'll take care of her"?
I don't recall.
I think I was trying to be reassuring.
Donna was upset.
Did you call the Silver Dollar strip club that evening?
Do you want to tell your side of the story to me, or the media?
- [Fielding]: You wouldn't dare. - Would she?
- She would. - And he knows it.
The man who runs the place, I asked him to keep her,
the girl... Alina Minkutei.
...away from my son. That's all.
And now she's dead.
What would you do if you were me?
I'd have the club manager in here, not me.
- Why? You know something? - Nothing I can prove.
Go to the Silver Dollar, talk to the manager, wear a wire,
see what he says. I'm not wearing a wire.
So I charge you with conspiracy to commit murder.
You'd never get a conviction.
I'd get a public trial.
You think your reputation could survive that?
Hook me up.
♪ Whoa, oh, oh ♪
Fielding just entered the club.
Roger that.
Give me your phone.
-Rest of the place clean? -Yeah.
I had it swept this morning. It's clean.
They're looking at my phone records.
They know I called you. What are you gonna tell 'em?
- Tell my usual: nothing. - You will tell them the truth.
What, that you wanted me to get rid of her?
I did not ask you to kill that girl.
I said keep that girl away from my son.
- Weren't those my exact words? - Yeah.
OK, and that's what
I was trying to do. You and I need to work together.
(He scoffs) You and I? There's no you and I here.
A guy like you? What do you think I am? Stupid?
If you were stupid, you'd be in jail by now.
So show me how smart you are.
Tell my why I called you.
You called 'cause you were worried.
Thought the girl might go crazy and hurt herself.
OK. That'll do.
And if my son comes around again, you throw him the hell out.
He just exonerated himself without giving us anything.
Wait for it.
The investigating officer, King. You met her?
Yeah. Tube of lipstick and a badge.
She's more than that.
If you've made any mistake, no matter how small,
she will make you burn for it. Look...
...before I was chief, I was in Homicide.
Tell me how it went down,
I'll tell you how we can cover your tracks.
All right. I got your call,
I grabbed her when she came in the back door.
I wanted to teach her a lesson, but she wouldn't listen.
So I had to push her head in the toilet so she'd get the message.
(Manager sighs)
Bitch didn't hold her breath.
I' d done it before... other girls... but this one, you know...
(He sighs)
A few inches of water, and she...
she choked, she drowns on me, she dies.
- OK, that's enough. - Hey. Hey, hey.
That's Junior.
Fielding Jr. just entered the bar. Should we go in?
Wait. There might be something we don't know.
[Fielding]: Henry, what are you doing here?
[Henry]: Tell me what you did!
[Fielding]: A gun is not going to solve this.
He's got a gun. Go! Go!
What did you do to Alina?
What did you do?! Tell me what you did to her!
Police! Don't move. Henry, lower the gun.
Fielding, Bobby, on your knees now.
Hands on your head, Bobby. Now.
- Spears? - I'm good.
Fielding, step out of the way.
Do not shoot my boy! That's an order!
Tell me! Did you kill her? Why? Why would you?
- Please.
Henry, your father did not kill Alina. Henry, lower the gun now!
Don't shoot my boy!
- Ah! - Fielding, stand still!
(Henry groaning)
♪ Whoa, oh ♪
♪ You're never ♪
♪ Gonna fool me ♪
♪ Whoa, oh ♪
♪ No, you're never ♪
♪ Never gonna school me ♪
♪ So you better ♪
♪ Cool me down ♪
♪ Before I burn this game in a pile of flames ♪
♪ Whoa, oh ♪
♪ In a pile of flames... ♪
How'd he get behind Junior?
That's why I hired him.
And he's tall, so he can reach things on the top shelf.
- And he's weird. - Spears, I have a guy like you;
I needed a guy like him. He's the yin to your yang.
Now you're even talking like him.
The new man, Martin, he's working out?
Yeah. And Detective Evans, she really burned herself
in Organized Crime to get me that warrant,
which ultimately got us our murderer.
She's a great cop. I know she is.
I need her.
To complete my team.
Detective Evans is under reprimand.
For how long?
I want to wake up every morning, take a sip of coffee,
and smile at how well MCTF is solving all my problems.
Done.
♪ Oh, you better pull me down ♪
Detective Evans.
Welcome to Major Crimes.
♪ In a pile of flames ♪
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