[Struggling]
[Grunting]
[Breathing heavily]
He had this on him.
Hi.
What?
Where's the girl?
What girl?
[Scoffs] Where's the girl?
I don't know what this is about.
It's about a kidnapping yesterday in Brooklyn...
You have the right to remain silent.
And the stolen car you dumped downtown
but not before you took it across the Williamsburg bridge
and got your picture taken, so I ask you again,
where is the girl?
You're crazy.
You have the right to speak to an attorney
before you speak to the police.
You're lucky your boy gave you my knife.
Oh, this does belong to you, huh?
Here.
Take it.
If you can't afford an attorney,
one will be provided for you.
Knowing and understanding your rights...
Where's the girl, Lucas?
Told you! I don't know no girl!
- Ah! - Do you agree
to answer my questions without the presence of an attorney?
Where is she?
[Whimpering] Man, I don't know!
You listen to me.
A ten-year-old girl named Denise Matthews
was taken somewhere by somebody.
Now, if it wasn't you,
I guess I'm just getting my exercise here.
Now, where is she?
I can do this all night.
[Grunts]
I know what happened to you. I read your file, Lucas.
But this doesn't make it right.
Tell me where she is.
You want to use that? Go for it, do it.
You want to take that shot?
You were hurt, so hurting helpless people gets you off,
so get off. Come on, stab me, stick me,
do it!
- [Whimpers] - Be strong.
Come on, cut me.
I'm helpless? I'm helpless, I'm defenseless.
I got my hands in the air. Come on, hurt me.
Hurt me like you hurt those little girls.
Do it, Lucas, do it!
Come on! What are you waiting for?
Do it! Do it now!
- [Whimpers] - Lucas!
[Mutters]
- What? - RST317.
RST317.
What is that, a license plate?
RST317.
- Is it here? - [Whimpers]
Lucas, is it here?
- Is it here? - [Whimpers]
License plate, RST317.
Start here, go, go, go!
RST317.
It's a license plate. License plate!
- RST317. - Check the SUV on the right.
What the hell is wrong with you?
You cannot do this. Suspects have rights.
We read him his rights.
I'm running out of patience, Bob.
Being called out of bed
in the middle of the night will do that.
Now, I know things haven't been easy for you,
but I'm not gonna let you take me down with you.
RST317, I got it right here, guys.
This behavior stops tonight.
You were saying?
Hey, man.
Are you really a cripple?
[Chuckles] You tell me.
- synced and corrected by chamallow - - www.addic7ed.com -
[Sirens approaching]
[Police radio chatter]
Coming through.
Coming through, coming through.
What do you got, Ed?
Annie Ryan, 26.
Columbia undergrad, Stanford MBA, magna cum laude.
Grew up in Wilkes-Barre.
Worked at Mullen Financial for about two years.
There was a celebration last night for some big deal.
They found her this morning.
Apparently, it was a hell of a party,
'cause no one even noticed she was gone,
much less lying dead in the street.
Close out a kidnapping last night,
and this morning, they give me a jumper?
Police Plaza asked for you personally.
Who do they owe a favor to?
Someone big, but people are watching,
so do yourself a favor on this one and give me a break.
Yeah? Who's gonna give me one?
Oh, you mean other than your huge settlement
and reinstatement, your own building,
a handpicked team of detectives?
Hey, none of that was given to me.
I took what was rightfully mine in a court of law.
- You know that, Ed. - Yeah, I know too much.
What do you got for me, Hlly?
Even for parties and other events,
you need a key card to access this roof by elevator.
- Stairs? - Unlocked, no cameras,
so yeah, there could have been someone else up here.
[Footsteps running]
Tracey!
Come here! Hey!
Son of a bitch!
Ah!
[Both grunting]
That's for making us chase you!
Come here. Come here.
[Grunts] Ah!
Oh, man, don't do this!
We're looking for Enrico Gonzalez, Tracey.
- I don't know, man! - Where is he?
- I don't know! - Where is he?
I don't know!
- Man, don't do this! - [Fabric tearing]
Running out of pants, baby.
Hey, I'm getting hungry, Bobby, drop him already.
- Come on, man! - Man, we just ate.
Look, you can't answer if you're screaming,
- right, Tracey? - Look, I don't know, I swear!
Just tell him! Just tell him!
Come on, man, I never met him, I swear!
Drop his ass now. Drop him!
- [Laughs] - [Screams]
Sergeant. Sergeant. Robert.
Virgil and Teddy are down at Mllen.
It's such a tragedy.
She had a big future here.
She was supposed to leave next week
to close a huge deal with our London office.
She seemed excited about it.
They say it's the ones you least expect.
Who says that?
Um, it's just a...
And why would you least expect Annie?
And what huge deal? And what...
What do you guys do here?
We're investment advisors.
Oh, so you tell people where to put their money,
and you get paid whether they win or lose, huh?
Pensions, life savings.
We work mostly with institutions.
Some private clients. I'm sorry, we have
- some clients coming soon... - How did she seem excited?
About this huge deal, how did she express
this excitement of hers?
I mean, it was an important moment in her career.
So you mean she should have been excited.
She was always very positive in meetings.
Yeah, who was she close with?
You mean here at the office?
Or family, friends.
I think she had a sister.
Anyone having sex with her?
So you?
That's out of line. No.
No? No, what, never, ever?
What... what are you, one of those...
No, I... one of what?
I'm gonna go take a look at Annie's desk.
That's okay with you, right?
[Exhales]
Give me the rundown on Mullen Financial,
how it's doing, what it's doing.
And dump her hard drive, I want to see
who Annie was doing business with.
I vowed never to set foot inside an investment bank again.
Why, 'cause you get your trust fund money
delivered to your apartment?
Hey, do I have to call your wife and tell her
- you're acting up again? - Enough.
- Ooh. - She was thinking about running
a marathon. See if she has a trainer.
They're the new bartenders for people who don't have time
for a shrink. But toss her apartment first.
- Take Teddy with you. - I can handle it.
Yeah, but who's gonna handle you?
Track down her family, especially her sister,
and get me the M.E.'s first impressions.
- Got it. - [Scoffs]
Why can't you two be more like her?
- Hey. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, Bob.
How are we doing?
- Closing out the suicide. - Good.
And opening a homicide investigation.
Pass it. Pass it!
Pass the puck!
No! No, get a...
[Blows whistle]
Everybody bring it in. What the hell, guys?
Pass the puck. You look for your off wing.
Listen, guys, our first game is in less than a week.
What are you guys doing? You...
you guys are really pissing me off.
Three-on-two drills, let's go.
You heard him. On the red line.
- Three-on-twos, let's go! - Make it happen.
What do you got for me?
M.E. says there were traces of nembutal,
alprazolam, and alcohol in her system.
No obvious suggestions of a struggle.
Really?
Annie's sister will be here in the morning.
She was already booked on a train from D.C.
Supposed to be spending a few days visiting.
Hey, hey, Nate! Get over here!
This is supposed to help you relax.
I'm relaxed.
Hey!
We're not a demolition team.
This is how I search.
Do me a favor and never lose anything in my house.
I don't even know where you live.
Yeah, exactly.
A lot of pictures of her sister up here.
They must have been close.
So why'd you quit being an accountant?
Investment banker.
Family must have gone crazy, huh?
The truth is, they have no idea why I became a cop,
because it's none of their business.
Yours either.
This doesn't feel like the home of a cutthroat broker.
Still got Teddy bears, for crying out loud.
Places like Mullen are mid-level,
fighting for the scraps the big guys leave behind.
That kind of pressure cooker will toss you
from teddy bears to Tequila
to a whole lot worse in a heartbeat.
- You think she jumped. - When the market crashed,
there wasn't a person in the business
who didn't think about jumping.
Boss says it's a homicide, it's a homicide.
That's how we proceed.
Teddy, come here.
- What do you got? - Not sure.
You know what these are?
Yeah. Took her work home with her.
Yeah, a mother's dream.
Oh, except these aren't supposed to leave the office.
Hello.
Looks like she skipped from teddy bears
right to a lot worse.
Oh, boy. Wow.
[Car horn honks]
Got something for ya.
And?
What do you think?
These are called "Flower parties."
Rich guys bring their wives to play "Caligula,"
only they already slept with each other's wives,
- so we... - Stock the pond?
We stock the pond.
The black girl went to work for the Albanians,
so it's probably one of their parties.
- Albanians? - Mm-hmm.
You got a name?
No, but I could look around and get you one.
- Thanks, darling. - You're welcome.
Tell Angie I'll see her at the engagement party.
Take care, take care.
So what's Annie doing at an Albanian sex party?
From the pictures we found,
looks like a little bit of everything.
Isn't it possible life in the big city got to her?
Drugs, pressure at work, and she actually took the dive?
Hey, how 'bout I run the case and you do your job?
- I am, thank you. - What else you got?
Amanda Roush was Annie Ryan's trainer at the gym.
Kim eliot worked right next to Annie until January,
when she left Mullen financial. No one will say why.
I've been going through the journals, but not much yet.
All right, I'll take the trainer,
you take the ex-Mullen employee.
Virgil, really?
Another one who wants to run the case?
Virgil, if she won't return our calls, track her down, wait.
- Sir? - What?
- Rachel Ryan's here. - Annie's sister.
Our parents died my freshman year at Duke,
and Annie covered my last three years tuition.
Then, when I decided to go into relief work,
she shouldered my loans.
Said it was her way of balancing the scales for her work.
She must not have been too happy at her day job.
Oh. I don't think she liked her boss too much.
Well, a lot of people don't like their boss.
Ask my team.
I don't think...
she liked the way the company was run,
the kinds of people she had to deal with.
What kinds of people?
Rachel, what do you think happened?
I don't think she would have killed herself.
She was too strong.
Always stronger than me.
I found this on her desk.
It's okay, I don't think forensics needs it.
[Laughs] Thanks.
Sure.
[Sobs]
Just like that. See, it's easy.
- Amanda Roush? - Be with you in a minute.
- It's important. - As soon as I'm done.
I'm so sorry to hear this. I liked her.
So how long did you train Annie?
- About six months. - Anything you can tell us?
I just know from my own experience
that you tend to spend a lot of time talking to your trainer.
For the most part, there are two kinds of people
that need my help training for a marathon:
hard-core runners, and...
- People who are just running. - Yeah.
- Annie had demons. - Like?
[Sighs] I'm not really sure.
Although that boyfriend of hers
contributed to a lot of her stress.
- Boyfriend? - Zamir Kraji, or something.
- Albanian maybe? - Some kind of thick accent.
Sure, maybe.
Well, it's probably...
Thank you for your time.
[Pounding at the door]
Zamir Kraji, it's the police!
Oh, hey, Teddy, did you hear somebody cry for help in there?
Yes, I did!
- We got a body. - Clear.
Zamir Kraji. He was 30 years old.
OCCB's got him for priors on drugs.
M.E. says he's been dead for three days.
- So before Annie Ryan jumped. - Right.
No print on the knife, but crime scene says
we'll get lucky just about everywhere else.
Murder-suicide, maybe?
Zamir blackmails Annie with the picture,
she kills him, thinks about what she did, then...
[Whistles]
Two controllers, two pipes.
Zamir was freebasing and playing Assassin's Creed,
but not with Annie Ryan.
He wasn't scared of Annie.
But he was scared of whoever he was partying here with.
How the hell'd you see that?
I got a different view of the world from down here.
- Rich. - Financial statement
for what I'm betting is a shell company.
Guess who handled Zamir's investments?
- Mullen financial. - So Annie was laundering
her boyfriend's drug money through Mullen.
Yup.
- Where're you going? - Home.
In the middle of an active crime scene?
I've seen all that interests me here.
And I gotta knock the hell out of Bill Broughton
tomorrow morning. Gotta save my strength.
[Sighs]
The biggest problem is, he's not kidding.
[Train whistle blaring]
All right, we'll get you guys next time, Bob.
Yeah, you better bring an army, homeboy.
Hey, Mel, you know, before you,
he never brought anyone to our games.
Oh, I had to go out with these two alone
every game night. It's like...
I married Starsky and got Hutch for a wedding present.
- [Laughs] - That's 'cause most women
don't understand the fine art of cross-checking someone's face.
[Laughter] - Johnson's bringing you down.
He is on defense like he's on a damn coffee break.
- I want to cross-check his face. - [Laughs]
Oh! Ooh! Now, you...
you see why I got to marry her?
[Laughter]
[Text alert beeps]
- Ah! Gary. - Yeah?
Tracey just came through with the restaurant
where Gonzalez hangs out.
Well, dangling a guy off a roof will do that.
Hey, hey, hey. Let's go lay eyes on him.
Let's go, come on, let's go.
- You good with a cab? - Yeah.
No, no, I didn't...
- Mmm. - Come on, man, let's go!
- Hey, you. - Hey.
What are you thinking about?
- Work. - Well.
Both: Mmm.
[Both moaning]
[Phone ringing]
Ah. Hey.
Mm. This might be work.
- Mmmmm! - Hey, just hold on.
Just hold on, just hold on.
Don't move, don't move, don't move.
- Oh. - Hey. Hey, girl.
Detective Ironside's phone.
I think something's wrong.
Ironside.
He begged us not to call his wife.
You're the only one he wanted to talk to.
What'd he do?
Put a garbage can through a window, then sent
two responding officers to the hospital.
Look, we all feel for him,
and I've seen this behavior before
where partners are hurt, you know, or worse.
What do I do here, ed?
I wish there was a simple answer.
- Thanks for calling. - Get him home.
You gonna straighten this out?
Nate needs you. Penny needs you.
I just can't.
You got an incredible wife. That's what matters.
Get it together, Gary. Come on.
- I don't know how. - What happened to you?
You... are you really gonna let one bullet take us both out?
You were my partner. I should have never...
I swear to God, Bobby,
sometimes, I wish it was me in that chair.
I'm in this chair, and I accept my lot,
but you... you... you've become this emotional cripple.
Stop crying and get back on the damn horse.
You trusted me to watch your back.
- It was my only damn job. - I don't have time for this.
I don't... I don't have time for this.
- What are you doing? - I still have a job.
You want to blame yourself, go ahead.
I'm not playing wet nurse to you anymore, Gary.
You're never coming back to the force.
Get your looney bird pension and move on.
Stop dragging this out.
Let me live my life.
Wha... don't you just wanna scream sometimes?
I mean, how the hell are you handling it so well?
I don't have a choice.
You found these where?
A dead drug dealer's apartment.
Shocking, just shocking.
Had a feeling you'd be shocked.
I don't think I like what you're implying.
I'm not very good at implying,
so usually, I go straight to accusing.
Of what, that I killed Annie?
You think that I pushed her off the roof?
I think a lot of things about you.
There were 20 or 30 people who would have seen me all night.
Check the security tapes,
I never even left the floor until I went home.
Wow, you had your alibi locked and loaded, huh?
I don't need an alibi.
What kind of managing director lets one of his associates
launder Albanian drug money through his own company?
Well, he's either incompetent, or he was in on it.
See, my guess is both, and I... [laughs]
I would bet your trust fund against his
that he knew exactly what Annie and Zamir were doing.
Well, my guess is that he'd take money from Madoff
to stay solvent.
His exposure on that London deal alone
probably left him borrowing against the losses.
Tell me about the flower parties.
What?
[Scoffs] The flower parties,
was it a condition of employment?
I figure a box of Cubans and 18 holes
isn't good enough to close a deal these days,
so you send your young, pretty, sexy employees
to your old, saggy, sex-starved clients.
I think we're done here.
[Laughs] You made him leave his own office.
That was the easy part. Finding out why he left
is another matter. [Elevator bell dings]
Got a hit on partial prints
off the game controller from Zamir's apartment.
Alek... I don't how you pronounce this, "Carchanie"?
Alek Carcani?
I got someone who put me in touch
with the guy who sets up these parties.
Zamir was a regular, Alek is his second cousin.
Both of them grew up in the village of Borsh,
in Vlore County. Came over together,
arrested together, twice for mid-level drug moves.
- You got an address? - We'll call it in on the way.
Hi, Alek!
Go, go, go, go, go!
- You made him run. - Yeah, maybe.
[Grunts]
Virgil made you run, didn't he?
[Chuckles] Is it that hard to find cops?
Oh, the wheelchair. [Laughs]
That's not bad. It's kind of funny.
Think your cousin's laughing now? Hmm?
See, old me would've bounced your ass off these four walls
for opening your mouth to me like that, but new me?
I has a lot of time to sit and think,
look past the knife at the photograph.
'Cause it's really all about the photograph.
Wasn't it, Alek? Hmm?
What you gonna do?
Yeah, I see you.
I see you getting all hot inside.
You want to jump across this table, don't you?
Like you're about to explode.
I mean, even with both of 'em dead,
wasn't enough, was it?
- The girl's dead? - Yeah, Annie's dead.
So what did they do to you, Alek?
I mean, you and Zamir, you grew up together,
got pinched together, got rich together,
so what... was it about Annie? What was it about her?
I mean, did you want her?
Is that what it was? Did you see her first?
[Clicks tongue]
I'm done. I want lawyer.
Did Annie ever mention a Zamir Kraji?
- No. - No?
He was her boyfriend... for awhile.
What about an Alek Carcani?
No. Do you think they killed her?
I don't know. We're finding out all we can.
You know, it's funny.
Here I am thinking I was working
in the most dangerous places in the world,
and Annie, back home, was safe.
The places I spend most of my time,
I've seen things. Casual cruelty, worse.
Places where people don't often get justice,
and they stop expecting it.
Are you going to find justice for my sister?
[Tech N9ne/Three Mafia's Demons]
♪ You know what I'm saying? A lot of demons ♪
♪ lot of demons... lot of demons... lot of demons... lot of demons... ♪
♪ when I was one, and-a two, and-a three, and-a four ♪
[Grunting]
♪ I knew I was a special one who had a little more ♪
♪ and they wondered why I was plotting, rotten to the core ♪
♪ it was nothing but an itty-bitty dem... ♪
- Anything? - Not yet.
- I hope he's still here. - He's here.
What the hell are we waiting for?
Come on, man, there's still people eating inside.
You know this guy will kill anybody in a heartbeat.
We'll just wait till he gets outside.
Come on, come on, come on.
[Whispering] There he is, there he is, there he is.
All right, all right, all right, all right.
Let's keep our eyes on him, see where he goes.
You got him? You got him?
Gary, be cool, man. Be cool.
[Bag-punching hits continuous]
- Come on, man, come on. - Gary, hold on.
Hold... hold... whoa, whoa, whoa. Where you going?
[Bag-punching hits continuous]
Come on, be cool. Be cool.
♪ there's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? ♪
Go, go, alley!
- * Hell, no! * - * can I kill it? *
- * hell, no! * - [Grunts]
- * Can I kill it? * - * Hell, no! *
♪ there's a demon inside of me, can I kill it? ♪
- * hell, no! * - * can I kill it? *
♪ hell, no! ♪
Freeze, police! Get down!
Down! Get down!
♪ Nowhere to hi-i-ide demon insi-i-i-i-ide ♪
♪ nowhere to ru-u-un, nowhere to hi-i-ide ♪
♪ demon insi-i-i-i-ide ♪
♪ when I was one, and then-a two ♪
♪ and-a three, and-a four ♪
♪ I knew I was a special one who had a little more ♪
♪ and they wondered why I was plotting ♪
♪ rotten to the core ♪
♪ it was nothing but an itty-bitty demon ♪
♪ there's a demon inside of me ♪
- * can I kill it? * - * hell, no! *
♪ can I kill it? ♪
♪ hell, no! ♪
- * can I kill it? * - * hell, no! *
♪ there's a demon inside of me ♪
- * can I kill it? * - * hell, no! *
♪ can I kill it? ♪
♪ hell, no! ♪
[Yelling]
[Grunts]
[Winces]
[Coughs]
[Phone ringing]
Wheel house.
- The picture was part of a set. - What do you mean?
The picture on Zamir's chest of Annie,
it's from a different flower party
than the ones we found at Annie's apartment.
Different parties, different pictures,
multiple pictures, multiple parties.
Okay, so Alek put the one on Zamir's chest,
left the others behind. Annie found them.
Annie found Zamir dead.
So how did Alek get the pictures?
Start from another direction. Start with why.
Who's there with you?
All of us, boss. Nobody went home.
Good, put 'em on.
Everybody there?
- Yup. - Yeah.
Teddy, tell me about Zamir's investments.
383 separate cash deposits, totaling...
Other direction. How did the investments do?
2 million in deposits, current value...
1.1.
Look at Annie's face. That's not a party smile,
- it's a work smile. - Okay, Annie meets Zamir
at a flower party, they hook up,
she convinces him to invest his drug money.
Annie loses half of it. Zamir panics
because it isn't only his money, it's Alek's too.
- Hides the statements. - Someone tells Alek
and sends pictures as proof that Annie was involved with Zamir
- and the money. - Yeah, but who?
[Phone ringing]
Who? Who?
Sarge, we've got a more immediate problem.
[Elevator bell dings]
[Police radio chatter and crowd murmuring]
- Come on. - The last member of my family!
I have no one!
You don't know what you're talking...
Tell them, you lying son of a bitch!
Ma'am, no one has gotten hurt yet.
- Please, put the gun down. - No talking!
- Ma'am, please. - He's not getting away with it!
- Ma'am, it's okay. - He's not!
It's gonna be... it's gonna be okay.
- Just step away from him. - You're gonna tell them.
Ma'am, look this way, please.
You're gonna tell them the truth,
and then I'm gonna kill you.
Please, put the gun down.
[Negotiations continuing in the distance]
Lieutenant, where are we?
Been going back and forth like that since we got here.
From me, I have no one!
Tell them, please. I just want it to be over.
- I'll go. - Yeah, Sergeant,
- I can't let you do that. - What are you gonna do,
tackle me? Pin me down to the ground?
I'm not gonna let you get shot.
You're two years too late.
Relax, the Peace Corps worker's not gonna
kill the guy in a wheelchair. Come on.
Stop lying! Stop lying, you son of a bitch!
Gun... by your side, behind your leg,
and out of sight,
2 feet behind me and off my right shoulder.
Say it. Yes, you did, just say it.
- I swear on my life. - Tell them the truth.
- He's not getting away with it! - It's gonna be okay.
No. No.
- Rachel. - No, no, no, no.
You had your chance. I am done talking to you.
- I am done talking. - Rachel, Rachel.
She changed. It wasn't her.
She wouldn't do those things. She was terrified.
Terrified of the men she slept with,
- the men he made her sleep with! - I didn't... I don't...
- He... - Bill, Bill,
you might want to shut the hell up right about now.
He's gonna get away with it. I know he is.
- Stop. - Men like him always do,
just like all the horrible people I've seen
- all over the world. - Make her stop!
- I'm not gonna let him, I'm not! - Rachel, Rachel, Rachel,
what do you want me to tell you, that he's not worth it?
- It's obvious. - He forced her to do things!
- I did not... - He forced her to do things!
- He made... - Hey, no.
He made her do things. He got her killed.
No, no, no, no, no, no. No, it's more complicated
than that, Annie was more complicated than that.
No one forced her to keep going to those parties.
No one forced her to stay with Zamir, Rachel.
She wouldn't have done it if he hadn't made her do it,
- and now he has to tell... - Rachel, it's not too late.
You haven't gone too far.
- Get this crazy... - It's not too late.
You're not getting away with it!
Get this crazy bitch off of me!
- You're not getting away... - Somebody do something!
- Say it, Bill, say it! - Somebody freakin'
- do something! - Say it, I'm done now!
This isn't going to work. Shoot Broughton in the leg.
- Shoot the hostage? - Did I stutter?
[Whimpers]
- Ah! Ah! - Get down on the ground!
[Overlapping yelling]
[Wincing]
- [Whimpering] - Okay, okay, easy, easy.
You're okay. You're okay.
On what grounds are you holding my client?
You realize that we have a case against the city.
You're gonna sue a guy in a wheelchair
because a Wall Street bottom-feeder got scratched
while I saved a Pace Corps worker's life?
- A scratch? - You really want
to compare bullet wounds with me?
Mercurochrome and a band-aid, boo-friggin'-hoo.
That picture of Annie and Zamir, that was yours.
Was it a souvenir, or was it a bit of insurance?
- All right, that's it. - My one detective
who's good at this forensic accounting stuff
says that you were the one that took Zamir's money
off Annie Ryan's terminal,
loaned it to your huge London deal
to cover your losses, and couldn't get it back.
And then, you tried to make Annie the fall guy,
you tipped off Alek that she and Zamir lost your money,
and then you aimed Zamir and Alek at one another.
You figured one ends up dead, the other ends up in jail.
But see, here's the problem,
I don't have a homicide case for Alek.
He goes free in an hour or two.
What happens after that,
when he hears that you stole his money
and you set him up?
Unless?
Unless.
Unless you give me a reason to keep him in jail,
a money trail that I can "Rico" back to Alek's drug business.
This is completely theoretical.
But you'd have to offer us immunity.
- Except I won't. - What?
My offer is, your client takes himself down with Alek,
confesses to money laundering.
Think of it as adding a few years onto your life.
Work on your squash game at Club Fed
for five to seven years,
hope like hell Alek dies in prison or finds God.
If he doesn't, then...
well, at least you got a head start.
That's not much of a deal.
I hope you can run fast.
I thought we did have the homicide on Alek.
Of course we do. [Chuckles]
Alek left enough DNA on that knife to make a baby.
- So you lied. - [Laughs]
It's best way to get a confession.
- What about Annie Ryan? - Well, Annie...
Annie killed herself.
She knew that the drug money
had disappeared out of Zamir's account.
Then she finds Zamir with a knife in his chest,
pictures of her all over the apartment.
She gets the hell out of there...
sits with it awhile, suffers,
and doesn't see a way out.
Didn't I say that?
Yeah, you were half right. Congratulations.
Annie knew that bill Broughton was setting her up.
She just didn't want to be around to see her future
in the cold light of day.
I get it.
When did you figure this out?
Ed, you don't take off your jewelry
to go to the roof for a smoke.
She took off her locket for her sister.
She knew someone was gonna find it.
So you knew this was a suicide the whole time.
What the hell have we been doing for the past four days?
Finding out what made Annie jump.
And punishing the ones that put her on that ledge.
Heh.
I was driving. He was in the passenger seat.
I dozed off for just a second and I... I hit a tree.
Walked away without a scratch. He... died on impact.
I hear that crash in my sleep every night.
[Sighs]
[Glen Hansard's Leave ]
♪ ♪
It's my first time here, so bear with me.
Uh...
I was a cop. Well, I guess I still am, and...
my partner and I, we... we worked some pretty big cases.
This one...
we tracked this scumbag for over a year, and...
[Sighs]
it was dark in that alley.
That...
it really doesn't have anything to do with what happened.
It...
it's... that's the first time I ever said that.
[Blows air]
♪ Leave ♪
♪ and please yourself at the same time ♪
♪ leave let go of my hand ♪
♪ you said what you came to now, leave ♪
[Sighs]
♪ Leave ♪
♪ let go of my... ♪
♪ you said what you have to now, leave ♪
♪ le-ee... da da da ♪
♪ [vocalizing] ♪
♪ oh ♪
[Song ends]
Hey.
Hi.
You stalkin' me?
I think I, uh, lost something in your apartment.
Cops are very good at finding things.
Well, some cops are better than others.
[ZZ Ward's Got it bad]
♪ In the middle of a crowded room ♪
♪ we could be 30k up up in black skies ♪
♪ make the skies shake and watch it go boom ♪
♪ boy, you're no good make my heart ache ♪
♪ why's the wrong thing gotta feel so damn great? ♪
♪ oh, no he is just no good for me ♪
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