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The paradox is clear.
We defend the Constitution
and the few remaining protections it provides.
But for our troubles...
we're savaged by the public.
Until one of our detractors is charged with a crime.
Then... we become their best friend.
Their only friend.
Thank you.
In addition to the unique eastern exposure,
this house has outstanding flow,
and this living-room is the largest we've seen.
It's 342 square feet, it's actually the smallest we've seen.
No, West 83rd was 260 square feet.
No, 360 square feet. 20 by 18.
Well 98th Street was definitely smaller.
348 square feet, it also had eastern exposure...
All right, she has a memory thing, don't...
So, let's look at the plus side. This is a recent reno,
they will install new appliances,
uh, there's minimal street sound, and, have I mentioned,
the former tenant started her very own
successful cupcake company, right here.
That's a good thing she was making cupcakes,
'cause you couldn't fit a whole cake in here.
Why so shy in there? I was hoping you'd speak up.
You asked me to come along, I'm gonna give my opinion.
I asked you along because the brokers think a couple was more stable.
You brought me along for stability? That's a first.
Besides... your red couch, there's no way it's gonna fit in that living-room.
- I hate to tell you, I got rid of it. - What? The one from Syracuse?
- Why? I liked that couch. - I remember.
It was firm, but forgiving, in all the right places.
You know what? That couch went to Goodwill back in March.
When was the last time you were even at my place? Like a year ago?
- One year, four months, three days. - Oh, we had a plan last month.
I was gonna cook my famous lemon sole, you were gonna clean up my closet.
Wow. I wonder why that plan fell through.
Hey, Murray.
The DOA is Christopher Jenkins, the celebrated defense lawyer.
- You know him? - From Court TV, yeah.
But also, I testified against a client of his once.
On cross, Jenkins tore me a new one.
Yeah, well, you wouldn't be the first cop he did that to.
He was good. Somehow he stayed a nice guy.
His man lost, but he still took me out for drinks after, and he paid for them.
Jenkins speech at the Bar Association ended around 11pm.
We figured he came down here to get his car.
The body was discovered by an attendant, driving for his 6am shift.
We found a 9mm shell casing under that car.
His wallet's missing. Looks like the watch is gone too.
Did Midtown report any similars last couple weeks?
Two armed robberies in the past month. Both cases remain open.
Any witnesses?
We're canvassing. Jay's looking at security video. Nothing yet.
- Hey, Jo. - Hi.
How's the appartment hunting going?
You know, I never realized Real Estate brokers occasionally just make things up.
So, Jo, what do we got?
Ok. The bullet entry tear pattern in the back of the jacket
and the direction of his fall, would indicate that the shooter
was behind him and to his left.
What kind of mugger shoots his victim from behind?
Here's the thing. Car door's open, right? Body's over here.
- Why? - The perp sneaks on him,
but Jenkins hears him, moves back to face him.
No, Jenkins was shot from behind.
So, if he turned to face the shooter,
he would have had to turn way again in order to be shot in the back.
He saw the gun, and instinctively turned away.
Nah, you never turn away from a gun in your face.
You ever been mugged?
About the only thing you can remember is the gun.
He wasn't afraid of being shot.
He was heading back to his car.
Jenkins wasn't mugged.
He knew his killer.
- Thanks to Unforgettable Team for the original sync - - English transcription by Alice & chamallow for addic7ed.com -
... outside the offices of slain attorney, Chris Jenkins...
He gave everything to his clients.
Days, nights, weekends...
Professor Jenkins used to say...
there wasn't a case he ever lost, he could have won if he just...
worked a little harder.
How about when he did lose?
Anyone ever take exception?
If you think one of his clients did this, you don't...
understand what Professor Jenkins was about.
His clients understood his dedication, they adored him for it.
Even the ones who went to jail?
There's obviously some unhappiness
when a conviction results.
I... I can't even imagine it.
And you both saw him last night?
Mark and I work at Chris' clinic at NYU.
We were both with him at the Bar Association.
- Which one of you saw him last? - Me... after the speech.
I live around here, and Chris was gonna drive me home.
He was gonna get his car from the lot, and swing by and pick me up.
And when he didn't show, I just... figured he forgot.
That's Chris, he was always a little... distracted.
Any particular case troubling him?
With all due respect, Detective,
our files are all protected by confidientality.
And without signed waivers, we can't turn over anything.
But... maybe we could give you the list of clients, for now?
Great, that's a start.
"... tear pattern in the back of the jacket and
the direction of his fall,
would indicate that the shooter was behind him and to his left."
Did Chris own several pairs of eyeglasses?
No, just... the ones he always wore.
The Professor hated spending money on what he didn't absolutely need.
- Got something? - Maybe.
We took a long look at the list of clients you sent us.
- Did you find something already? A suspect? - Matter of fact, we did.
We found... this case next to Jenkins' body.
Only, his actual case...
was sitting on top of his desk the whole time.
So now we had to ask ourselves, "whose case could this be?"
And that's when we talked to the ophtometrist, whose name...
is stamped, right there.
You've been going to see Dr. Ashford since you were thirteen.
- This isn't how it looks. - Really?
Maybe we're not seeing clearly?
Chris really was supposed to drive me home.
But when he didn't come back, I got worried.
So I went to look for him in the garage.
Only...
he was already dead.
Perry Garotto said you were pretty angry with him.
He passed you over for that Supreme Court clerkship you wanted.
- I didn't kill him! - Then why lie about being there?
- Because I took a file out of his briefcase. - A file?
- Why would you do that? - To protect him.
What he stood for.
Last year, he won a verdict in this horrible murder. A teenage girl.
The client was innocent, only...
her father wouldn't accept the jury's verdict.
Afterward, he sued Chris for defamation.
The trial was coming up.
Our entire strategy was in that file.
I knew if it became part of a crime scene, it would go public.
- So you just took it? - I guess I panicked.
You know what I guess? I guess you're gonna need a good lawyer.
I know I did something stupid, but you guys
should talk to that girl's father, Simkins.
He really hated Chris.
All I wanted was justice. Jenkins... I mean, all of these big lawyers...
I... I don't see how they look themselves in the mirror.
Mr. Simkins... I examined the case very closely.
Jenkins' client had a strong alibi. In fact, it's my understanding
you're the one who pushed the DA to go forward with the trial.
Sir, I can only imagine how hard it was to lose your daughter.
What do you people want?
Where were you last night?
What do you think, I killed this piece of crap?
Did you?
You know, my old man used to say, "a wish doesn't make it so", but...
I'm not gonna mourn him, but you don't sue somebody you're gonna kill.
You know? I wanted him to live with what he did. In fact, I told him that last time I saw him.
- And when was that? - At... at his deposition, two days ago.
Of course, Jenkins pulled a fast one, acting all friendly and cooperative.
And then he get this call, some emergency he said, and took off.
Probably another scumbag he had to save.
Mr. Simkins, can you answer the question?
Where were you last night?
I was at an AA meeting.
I talked to a Father Carrigan.
Simkins was at an AA meeting, just like he said.
You don't get a better alibi than a priest.
Hey guys, check this out.
I just got back Jenkins' cellphone records.
Now, there was no phone calls after the Bar Association speech.
But I tracked down the emergency call
Simkins said he got a couple days ago at that deposition.
Turns out it originated from a payphone in a East Harlem bodega.
A payphone? Who uses payphone anymore?
Well, this guy does.
Security camera picked it up from across the street.
With a facial recognition software...
maybe we'll put a name to the face.
Hang on...
That's Shaun Manning.
- Wait a minute. The Shaun Manning? - Yeah.
- Why, is this guy famous or something? - More like infamous.
The Millennial Monster?
Central Park cyclist rape.
Summer 2000.
Right, I was in DC back then. I don't remember the details.
Shaun Manning attacked a medical student riding a bike trough the park at night.
She was in critical for weeks. Couldn't remember anything about the attacks.
We're talking a beautiful young doctor, Giuliani's new New York,
the city went nuts, vigilante style.
I was here a few months later for a wedding.
- The city was still pretty tense. - Oh, hold on guys, take a look at this.
Jenkins was Shaun Manning's lawyer.
Except Jenkins lost that one. Kid was tri ed as an adult, got 12 and a half to 25.
So what was he doing on a payphone in East Harlem?
Calling his old lawyer maybe?
Shaun Manning just got paroled two weeks ago.
I guess they did it pretty quietly.
This is him now, just before his release.
All right, thanks.
So, according to a student, Jenkins hadn't been in touch with Shaun Manning for years.
At first he would call from prison, with leads to find the real rapist,
but eventually... he gave up.
He gave up, or his lawyer gave up?
Hmm, sound like Jenkins stayed on it for a while.
Manning just stopped calling.
By the way...
smart not mentioning we came down here together.
To my cousin's wedding.
That was a memorable weekend.
You mean the giant coackroach under the bed in our fancy hotel?
- I remember that. - Really?
Is that all you remember?
Shaun's my sister's son.
She passed while he was in prison.
Dad's never been in the picture.
He's been living here with me since his release.
Keeping his nose clean.
Soon as I saw the man was murdered,
- I knew you'd come. - Why is that?
He didn't do what they say he did.
But I don't care anymore.
What matters is that Shaun served his time.
And he deserves a second chance, like anybody else.
Do you know where Shaun was last night?
He was with me.
Came in around 9.
He was here all night, so you can forget what it is you're thinking.
Jenkins did all he could for Shaun, he's got no ill will for the man.
- Any idea where we can find him? - No.
It's Rhonda, right?
Carrie... I, uh...
I just wanted to know...
was Shaun in touch with Chris Jenkins at all?
Not that I know.
But I told Shaun that,
no matter how badly he was wronged,
he needed to move forward,
leave the past where it belongs.
He's got a room here, only so long as he's out finding himself a job.
Rhonda, would you mind showing me Shaun's room?
Thank you.
It's not much, but he's...
he's grateful.
Baseball places, ad jobs,
but nobody's jumping up and down to hire a convicted rapist.
Rhonda, do Shaun a favor.
Have him call us. No one wants to see him get hurt.
I'll have to disagree with you, Carrie.
That's all they want.
We got a car out front here.
Gotta get Jay start on subponeas for the phones.
My friendly real estate manager.
Hey, Paula.
Yeah?
Block off the park. Below market. Really? Sounds good.
We will come by, and take a look as soon as we can.
Great.
Yeah, maybe you should go to this one... alone.
Why? You know what you're looking for anyway. You don't need me.
It's the whole Manhattan thing, isn't it?
Why would I care if you moved to Manhattan?
- I don't know. Why would you? - I don't.
Listen, if you wanna move on up, and pay a fortune to live in some hole in the wall in the 1-O-O's...
It's fine by me. 1-1's will get along just groovy without you.
Ok, number one, my identity's not tied to a zip code...
number two, we work there.
You ever think maybe it's about convenience?
Al... that gate was latched before.
- Shaun! - Police!
Shaun Manning, convicted 13 years ago in the Central Park cyclist case,
is now a person of interest in the murder of his former lawyer, Christopher Jenkins.
Manning's original victim, Dr. Rupa Nair, refused to comment.
Dr. Nair. Dr. Nair. Do you feel safe with Shaun Manning released?
I have nothing to say.
You do realize that certain individuals with a good deal of forethought
went to a lot of trouble to keep Shaun Manning parole as quiet as possible.
- Best laid plans, right? - There's some media firestorm out there.
Well, don't look at us. Anybody could have been the source of that.
Yeah, well now that it's out, we better find Manning
sooner rather than later, otherwise the optics could kill us.
A murder suspect is running loose.
A rape victim is being harassed by the media, you're worried about optics?
When I said they could kill, I was including Manning.
You weren't here when the rape went down.
The city went crazy. I've never seen anything like it before or since.
We had mobs in the streets, looking for this guy. Luckily...
we found Manning first, which is exactly what I expect to happen this time.
They're staking out Shaun's aunt's house, but, there's no way he's coming back.
He's got no money, and like a thousand people looking for him. Where's he gonna go?
He's smart, he'll find somewhere to hide.
Maybe somebody's been helping.
I'm gonna look at the aunt's phone, but check this.
I ran Jenkins' credit activity, the guy's a creature of habit.
Does lunch just about everyday from the same falafel truck over on 63rd and Lex.
Funny thing is... day before the murder,
there's a charge at a pizza place over on East 103rd Street.
Gino's Homestyle.
103rd, that's aways from home.
"Fast-food places, ad jobs."
"But nobody's jumping up and down to hire a convicted rapist."
Shaun had a Gino's menu in his bedroom.
Pizza place isn't far from where he made the payphone call.
- Sorry, I don't know either guy, I'm telling you. - No?
- No. - Two days ago?
A quarter to three in the afternoon?
$12.75 on food and drink?
Hey, a lot of people come and go here.
Yeah, I bet you get a big super tight crowd in here.
Your employees always dress like that?
Wait. What are you? Health inspector here?
Section 81.13.
Food workers shall wear hats, caps,
hairnets, or other hair covering to effectively
keep hair from having contact with exposed food, or food contact surfaces.
- Take another look. - Ok, fine.
I saw it on the news, about this guy getting whacked.
I figured keeping my mouth shut would be in my best interest.
But now I see how important you consider my cooperation.
Yeah, I saw him.
He was here, like you said.
Was he with him?
Yeah.
Shaun Manning. Coming here a lot?
- Just that one time. - Did he ask about a job?
A job? He came here to eat something.
That the rapist guy, huh? He's an animal.
You see him, you remember anything else, you call me.
And buy some hairnets.
Section 81? How do you know that?
- I made it up. - You're learning.
Hey, you bring me back a slice?
You don't want a slice, Jay. Not from Gino's, believe me.
- What do you got? - Shaun Manning's aunt's phone records.
It shows at least a dozen calls to our new favorite pizza joint.
It's funny, Gino never mentioned that.
And he said Manning wasn't looking for a job.
By the way, that is a lot of calls, just to bug someone to hire you.
Which is why I also checked Gino's phone line too.
See if anyone called Manning back. I'm thinking, if it's not about a job,
maybe we find the person who's helping him hide out.
- And did you? - No.
In fact, nobody called Manning back.
It turns out, each time you called someone at Gino's
turn right around and called a cellphone of this guy...
Robert Cordero.
And today, two minutes after you and Al left Gino's,
there was another call placed to Cordero.
- WHo is Robert Cordero? - Not sure.
He has a heck of a long sheet, looks like we're looking at mostly,
street robberies, burglaries,
and sexual assaults.
What kind of sexual assault?
- What was his MO? - Let's see.
Ok, so he likes to pick off single women in their 20s,
early evenings, on bridges and parks.
He attacked a woman while jogging,
and three others while riding their bikes.
Like the Central Park victim.
Jay, the entire time he was in prison, Manning was trying to clear his name, right?
So what if he found Cordero, and convinced Jenkins he was on to something?
And Jenkins is leaning on him.
Cordero's got a motive to back him off.
Yeah... with a bullet.
- Gino's my cousin, so what if he called me? - You know what I think?
I think this lawyer, Jenkins, was asking around about you,
and your cousin Gino gave you the heads up.
Heads up about what?
Well, gee, let's see, Mr. Cordero. You're a two time loser for rape.
Maybe Jenkins was asking around about that old Central Park case.
That happened like a hundred years ago.
And they caught the guy.
You know what? Next time you come see me...
you bring a lawyer. I know my rights.
- And you gotta give me one for free. - How about I bring Christopher Jenkins?
Oh, wait... he's dead.
Stay the hell away from me.
- Hey, Dr. Nair. - Hi, June, how's Jordan doing?
- He's great, thanks so much. - Wonderful.
Dr. Nair?
No, no, no please, get away please!
Get away! Get away!
Get away!
(Muffled) Help... help.
When I realized who it was, I tried to run.
But I pretty much just planted my face in the street, and not very gracefully.
Well, it's hard to be graceful when you're running for your life.
I'll try to look at it that way.
Did Shaun Manning attack you?
When I saw his eyes, it was like a blow.
Then I was on the street completely vulnerable.
So I suppose not.
I feel like an idiot.
All this attention for a scraped elbow, and a bruised eyebrow.
I think you're very brave.
Just hot-headed.
Psychopath gets out on parole, murders his lawyer,
goes after his old victim, and we still can't still caught him up?
Did I get any part of that wrong, Eliot? Because you can stop me if I did.
- No, that is pretty much it, Gordon. - I, and a number of people I know, who you know,
have been working very hard to polish this city's image.
It's a crime-free global go-to destination top.
I don't wanna have some mad man screwing that up.
Get him off the street,
whatever it takes.
Gordon Frost.
Things go right for him, he's gonna be the next DA.
What... someone ate his birthday cake?
Except he's right. We can't bring in Manning he'll just find someone else who can.
Based on what? There is not one piece of physical evidence
to tie Shaun Manning with Jenkins' murder.
Don't start, Carrie.
- He didn't attack Rupa tonight. - Then what was he doing there?
I think he was looking for her help
You think he was looking for her help.
Yes. It think... he wanted to see if she could identify the man who really attacked her.
According to the law he's already been identified.
What if the law is wrong?
What if Shaun Manning did not rape Rupa Nair?
No! No, I am not going down that road.
Shaun Manning confessed. He was convicted by a jury of his peers.
All I needed to do is find Manning. Understand?
Leave the rest to me. Okay, Detective?
You really think he's innocent? - Yeah.
And I think you need to take a harder look at Cordero.
If not for the rape, at least for Jenkins' murder.
Look, Cordero transferred to Dannemora prison when Shaun was there.
Maybe that's when Shaun got on to him.
Okay, hypothetically... but hypothetically only.
In order for Cordero to have a motive to kill Jenkins he has to be the real rapist.
- Otherwise, he has nothing to fear, right? - Agree.
Ok... to make a case against Cordero for the rape,
we have to put him in the park at the time.
- Also agreed. - Except there's no indication
he was in the park. There's not a single witness.
You've been looking into Cordero yourself, haven't you?
Of course I've been looking into Cordero. I've got Murray up there tracking him right now.
But there's no there there, Carrie.
There's not a single database where his name ever comes up.
You're forgetting the one database, we haven't tapped into.
I've got a room full of anxious parents and sick children,
so 10 minutes is all I can spare.
Well, I will talk quickly then.
Quickly or slowly, I don't know what more I can tell you about last night.
I'm not here about last night, Rupa, I'm here...
about what happened to you in the park.
You'll forgive me, if I'm severely sick of that subject.
If that's all you wanna talk about, I'm afraid our 10 minutes is up.
It's not that I want to talk about it, it's that I...
I have to talk about it because of Shaun Manning.
- Have you caught him yet? - No.
Well, why don't you go do that.
Lock him up, and throw away the key.
Please, just for a minute.
Thank you.
I think Shaun is innocent.
What do you mean, "innocent"?
The man was tried and convicted. He went to prison.
Do you recognize this man?
Why? Who is he?
His name is Bobby Cordero,
I think he's the man who attacked you in the park that night.
Please.
Sorry, never saw him before.
- Are you sure? - Detective, I have said,
I don't remember anything from that day.
Do you understand whay "anything" means?
I do.
And yet it dominates my life.
Isn't it strange?
A past I can't remember.
When I was eight years old, my sister was murdered.
I found her body.
For years, I... I couldn't...
I couldn't remember anything and...
then it started coming back to me, you kow, bits and pieces of the truth.
The truth is, I was raped.
A man went to prison, and here I am.
Why does the past matter?
We both know why it matters.
Anything at all.
For me it was, hum, fragments. You know just...
like, like a silhouette where a face should have been, and... and... leaves.
Branches, trees, things like that.
I haven't had anyting like that. I'm sorry.
No, I'm sorry.
You've been very gracious, and... my 10 minutes is up.
Thank you.
But you know, there is something...
in the middle of the night, when my mind won't rest,
- something I hear... a sound. - What sound?
A tapping sound.
Almost like... metal clicking.
I play piano and...
at first I assumed it was... a metronome.
But the sound is deeper, more irregular.
I can't place it.
That's all.
Perhaps it will help?
Perhaps it will.
Well, you tried.
I thought maybe I could get her to remember more.
I've been going through the original case file, see if something jumps out.
Beyond Shaun's confession and a shacky alibi,
they really hadn't that much on him. DNA was inconclusive.
Do you know what an idiot I was when we were here for that wedding?
I went into the park, on my own, at night.
Well, you're telling me. I remember you insisted on going for a jog, after the rehearsal dinner.
It was like 11 o'clock.
Yeah, well, I thought I was a tough Syracuse cop, I can go jogging if I want to.
I got a little freaked out.
Are you ok, ma'am?
A horse.
A horse. Listen, Rupa said she heard a metallic tapping sound,
like a metronome.
But she couldn't remember what it was.
When I was jogging in the park that night, I heard the same sound,
it scared me. I turned around, it was a mounted cop.
But, I've been through all the files, there's no mention of any mounted cops.
They gotta keep some kind of roster of who was on duty that night, right?
She was lying just off the road.
I was the first one to find her.
I stayed until the paramedics arrived,
and then I took off to canvass the area, look for suspects and witnesses.
- What did you find? - No one saw anything.
And you didn't see anyone suspicious?
- Look, it was a long time ago. - I know, but anything you can remember.
Whatever I saw is in my DD-5 file report from that night.
There is no DD-5 in the DA's files.
- What? - What did you see Karen?
There was this one guy... about a 100 yards away.
And he just looked wrong, you know? Sweaty, out of breath...
- I took his name and address. - You remember his name?
No, but I remember he had priors.
What are you talking about? It has to be in the file.
I even remember talking to my CO, right before the trial.
And he told me that...
the DA's on the case, looked into it, but that he already had a confession.
That's him. There.
Murray, I need you to pick up Cordero.
That won't be possible. He's already being picked up.
Hey, guys, Jo's just finishing now.
I'll say this, repetition doesn't make my heart grow fonder.
We're looking at 9mm slugs, hollow point,
the same type of round that killed Chris Jenkins.
- Got a time of death? - 10pm, 10.30pm last night.
Plenty of time for Manning to get here after he went to Rupa Nair.
I don't believe that, Al, and I don't think you believe it either.
First he killed the lawyer who blew the case...
then the man he held responsible for the crime.
- I'm putting out a tactical alert for Manning. - Al?
Wait one second, ok?
"Get him off the street. Whatever it takes."
Yeah, we keep a record of every car we park.
- Make, model, plate. - Great, you have last night's?
- Knock yourself out. - Thank you very much.
All right, you wanna tell me what the hell you're doing?
ADA Frost parked his car in this lot. I saw the ticket stamp on his windshield.
- 892... - Frost?
Yep, and look at this, the receipt is stamped...
Last night, right before Cordero was shot.
Carrie, Frost is gonna be the next Manhattan DA.
Yeah, I wouldn't bank on that.
We can place Gordon Frost at Cordero's murder.
Gordon Frost is the head of the Homicide bureau, he goes to murder scenes all the time.
Really? Before they're commited?
Ok, what are you two talking about? And I say that with some reluctance.
Frost parked his car at Molinero's, 10 minutes before Bobby Cordero was killed there.
Sometimes my therapist says, "begin at the beginning",
and oh, I wanna kill him when he says that, but I think I'm gonna say that now.
We think Manning and Jenkins made Cordero for the Central Park rape.
We think Jenkins then took it to Gordon Frost.
Ok, but then how do we get to Gordon Frost killing someone he's never heard of?
Because he had heard of him.
Listen, we got a report from a mounted cop that can place
in Central Park the night of the rape.
Only, that report never made it into the DA's files.
Gordon Frost was in charge of coordinating the evidence.
He had the confession from Manning,
but he also had DNA from the scene that did not match his.
The last thing he wanted was to open it up to other suspects.
So he suppresses the evidence.
Listen, Frost figures out that Jenkins is on to Cordero.
He knows that eventually that cop's report is gonna surface,
and then he can kiss his DA's career goodbye.
So he kills Jenkins and then Cordero to cover his tracks.
I can't believe I just said that.
Who else knows about this?
- Just you, and us. - Good. Keep it that way.
- What? - If word gets out, that we're looking at Frost,
right or wrong...
Eliot, we can't jus tclose our eyes and
Shaun Manning's life is on the line here.
Look, this city is going through a rather painful case of déjà vu right now.
Before I make that worst, we need to get Manning off the streets.
Then we go after Frost.
- Wait a second... - "I'll put my spirit on him."
"And he will proclaim justice to the nations."
"Shaun's my sister's son. She passed while he was in prison."
"Dad's never been in the picture. He's been living here with me since his release."
"Keeping his nose clean."
"Soon as I saw the man was murdered, I new you'd come."
"I'll put my spirit on him."
"And he will proclaim justice to the nations."
What are you doing? Burns, what is she doing?
The words Lisa Martinez just spoke, they were on Rhonda Manning's wall.
"He was a man of dignity."
Yeah, hi. I'd like to speak to Lisa Martinez please.
Oh.. no.. no message. Thank you.
Lisa Martinez hasn't been in the office the last few days.
Apparently, she's grieving.
- Detectives? - Mind if we come inside?
It's not really a good time.
You have your whole career and life ahead, a promising one from what I've heard.
So think really hard, Lisa. Do you want to do this?
Look who's here. Hi.
Lisa, I know you're hiding Shaun Manning.
- What? - We also know...
he didn't rape Rupa Nair.
And we know he didn't kill Chris Jenkins
or Bobby Cordero.
But if you know all that, why don't you leave him alone?
Look, I understand why you're trying to protect him. I do.
The system conspired to send him to prison for a crime he didn't commit.
That same system is looking for him now.
And the longer he's out there,
the more danger he's in.
Why should we trust you?
I give you my word.
If you bring me to Shaun,
I'll make this right. I promise you, I will.
You mean that?
So as of right now, my office will be assuming the investigation
in the murders of Christopher Jenkins and Robert Cordero.
Shaun Manning has been terrorizing the people of this city for too long.
Questions?
Tom.
What are you thinking in terms of motive here?
Revenge against people he holds responsible?
Yes, Tom.
My office believes that Manning fetl that Mr. Jenkins
mishandled his defense, 13 years ago.
We also believe that Manning became obsessed with Mr. Cordero
seeking to blame him for the Central Park crime.
Sir... sir.. here. Yes, Sir,
how confident are you about aprehending Manning?
Let me say this... everyone in law enforcement in this city,
understands that the emotions of that terrible time have been rekindled.
Like all of us,
I want to see them put to rest once and for all.
Elliot?
The NYPD agrees,
it is time to close the books on this case.
We need to get a killer off the streets.
But swift justice is...
not always true justice. Sometimes it takes a little longer to get things right..
And it is in that spirit that I am pleased to announce
that the Major Crimes section of the NYPD is about to make
an arrest in this case.
Some of you will recognize Shaun Manning,
but his is not the arrest we are here to announce.
Rather, I would like to announce,
that Assistant District Attorney Gordon Frost
is under arrest for the murders of Christopher Jenkins and Robert Cordero.
and for obtruction of justice in the rape prosecution of Shaun Manning.
Furthermore, as for a search warrant
executed on Mr. Frost's car an hour ago,
a 9mm handgun was discovered, which initial forensics,
indicate is the weapon used to kill
both Christopher Jenkins and Robert Cordero.
Maybe you'll get lucky,
and they'll treat you more fairly than you treated Shaun, but you don't deserve it.
It'll take a little time,
but your record will be expunged and your name cleared.
My name cleared...
We matched Cordero's DNA samples with the clothes Rupa Nair was wearing.
Not that what I say matters,
but I'm sorry for everything you had to go through.
I feel worse for Chris.
I mean, how long it took.
At least I get to walk out of here now.
Hello again.
Hi.
I heard you are looking for a job.
Yeah.
We need and orderly on the Pediatric floor.
Pay's not great but...
you'll have a friend there.
Well? Was I right?
Yeah... yeah, it's nice
900 sq. feet in this neigborhood? You can't beat that.
- And you really think their asking price is good? - Oh.. excuse me a sec....
- Ugh. - Is there a problem?
Another agent show this to her client earlier today and he is also making an offer.
In fact, he should be here.
- How much... how much? - Hold on a minute. I'll beat whatever he's offering.
- No no no... I was here first. - I'm sorry, Al.
But I do have an ethical duty to take each and every offer as a seller.
I... I did try to reach you...
Besides... your red couch, there's no way it's gonna fit in that living-room.
I hate to tell you, I got rid of it.
- Ok... what do we do... - Wait a second.
I remember you... from that other place we looked at.
Okay, alright... you're working with Paula, aren't you?
Trying to jack up the price, get a little bidding war going? uh?
You know, I should arrest the both of you.
That's what I should do. My ethical duty, you know.
I guess I could talk to the seller
and we could make a deal?
Forget it. I lost interest. Let's go.
- We had her right where we wanted her. - It's ok. I'll find a place.
Or maybe I won't.
The fact is I'm doing pretty good at the 1-1's for now.
I like living in the same borough. There's something cozy about it.
Did you just say cozy?
You know what? Fine, move to Manhattan, see if I care.
Well I can't now.
I'll probably buy a new sofa.
You should come over tonight and try it out.
Yaeh I can't. I gotta... I gotta... wash my hair.
- Oh fine. It's a really nice couch. - I bet it is..
You know what's gonna happen. First the couch,
then it's the lemon sole and the next thing you know...
... I'm cleaning your closet.
- Thanks to Unforgettable Team for the original sync - - English transcription by Alice & chamallow for addic7ed.com -