Common Law (2012): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript
The captain of two bickering detectives sends them to couples' therapy.
Common Law 1x01
Pilot
Original Air Date on May 11, 2012
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
Okay, everyone,
let's get started.
So today,
we're gonna talk about intimacy,
and that doesn't just mean sex.
Intimacy is about trusting
someone enough
to share your innermost secrets
with them.
Your partner can't know
what your needs are unless
they really know who you are.
So, these are
your partner awareness profile.
They're gonna be your homework
for this week.
They have been
specifically designed
to reignite your curiosity
about one another.
You know, most
couples end up here
because they've passed through
the phase of physical attraction
and now they need to
find an emotional one.
So, think of this work
as a way to shed your secrets...
Here you go, man.
...in the same way you
once shed your clothes.
Who wants to go first?
Great. Let's hear
from our new couple.
Everyone, this is
Wes and Travis.
Travis.
Hey.
Hey, Travis.
Guys, why don't you
tell the group
how long you've
been together.
Five years.
Seven years.
We've known each other
for seven years.
We've been partners
for five years,
which is what she was asking.
You know what? Let's start.
First question:
uh, Wes, how did Travis
get his name?
Travis was adopted.
So, I doubt he even knows.
I wasn't adopted, okay?
I grew up in foster care.
Oh, man.
I'm sorry.
Travis, how did
you get your name?
Uh, Dr. Ryan's asking you,
not me.
See, I was right.
He doesn't know.
Nobody knows. Sad.
Alex knows.
We're not gonna talk about Alex.
Alex who?
Alex...
Nothing's off limits in here.
Who's Alex?
No one.
Wes's ex.
Oh, yeah,
yeah, exes are
always the problem.
She found me on Facebook.
Who found you on Facebook?
Wes, did you
and Alex
try couples therapy?
No, no, we didn't
need therapy,
and frankly, we don't
need therapy, either.
Do you see a pattern here?
Weren't we talking
about why no one wanted
to adopt Travis?
You know, in my experience,
critical people
are often just trying to keep
the world at arm's length,
particularly the
ones they love,
because they don't think that
they deserve their affection.
That's not me. No.
Wow, that's so you.
No, that's absolutely not me.
Dude, she got you; that's you.
That's him.
And you, Travis?
I suspect you have no problem
charming your way
into pretty much any situation.
But I wonder if
you have trouble
sustaining
meaningful relationships?
Nailed him.
We voted for your proposition.
Well, thank you.
What? Wait. What?
Are you married?
You think we're gay?
They're partners.
No, we're partners.
Police partners.
Detectives.
Oh, yeah,
like the Village People.
Okay,
okay, you know what we need?
We need
a deinhibitizing exercise.
Let's play Have You Ever.
No, can we play
What's in Your Pocket?
Fear in a Hat.
Stand up.
On your feet.
Wes?
No, maybe you'd like
to hear Travis
tell us some more about Alex?
Ooh, there was this one time,
I mean, she...
Mm-hmm, okay, face each other.
Toes touching.
Actually touching.
Both toes?
Both toes.
That's it. Great.
We got to go.
Ooh, sorry, Dr. Ryan.
Okay.
Don't forget your questionnaire.
Why do they get to leave?
Can't believe we're doing this.
Well, we wouldn't have to
if you hadn't pulled
your gun on me.
Well, I wouldn't have
pulled my gun on you
if you learned to apologize.
I didn't do anything wrong.
You know what? Just...
Shut up.
You never want to talk anymore,
you know that?
What is it about "shut up"
you don't understand?
Get in the car.
You get in the car.
Wipe your feet first.
Your car's running
your life.
This car is all I got left.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Homicide Unit 2
responding to body found
at MacArthur Park.
Copy that, Homicide.
Get your feet off the dash.
Question number one:
where did you meet
your partner?
That's easy.
Sharpshooting competition;
I won.
No, I won, and we're not doing
that stupid questionnaire.
Wes, I think we should give
Dr. Ryan a chance.
She seems really smart.
And she gets us, you know?
Oh, my God.
Why don't you give it up?
Give what up?
She's way out
of your league.
Is that what you think?
You think I'd hit
on our therapist?
I have a girlfriend.
Oh, yeah?
Who?
Question number 2...
Oh, I thought you two broke up.
We're in couples counseling.
Yeah, right.
For real?
Yeah, we wanted to find
the magic again.
Does that work?
'Cause my wife keeps saying
that we need counseling.
Now, all of a sudden,
I'm a sex addict
because I want to do it
more than once a month?
Maybe the wife and I
should join your group.
You definitely should.
It's doing wonders for us.
So, what do we got?
Victim's a white male
John Doe.
Defensive wounds
on his hands,
puncture wounds on his chest
and neck.
Another homeless junkie
looking for a score
got the sidewalk special.
Well,
that's an interesting theory
except this guy
wasn't killed here.
He's lying on his stomach,
but this lividity on his back
indicates he was moved.
He's not homeless, either; these
are brand-new designer jeans.
And look at his nails, huh?
Manicured.
You're right about
the white male part, though.
Keep up the good work, Flash.
You'll make detective
in no time.
How do you work with this guy?
One therapist said it's because
I'm attracted
to abusive relationships.
Found the murder weapon.
What does that say?
"Scouts"?
Let me guess. No witnesses?
Oh, I'm sure there are,
but no one's talking.
Yeah, that would be bad
for business.
You know,
when I was a kid,
I grew up in a neighborhood
like this.
This rich guy crashed his car.
By the time
the ambulance showed up,
his rims, his radio,
his wallet,
wedding ring,
everything, gone.
Kid in the wing-tips?
I don't know.
But they're
definitely not his.
Running.
Hey, where you guys going?
♪
Go, go, go.
Hey.
Did you really think you could
outrun me in those shoes?
Hi there.
How are you?
Just take it easy.
You little maniac.
You're in trouble now.
Oh, you're in trouble now.
What's this?
It's a cell phone, man.
Watch the ladder.
I didn't even do anything, man.
You killed a guy for his shoes?
I didn't kill anyone.
He's lying. Let's shoot him.
Travis, you cannot shoot him.
He ran from the crime scene.
He's wearing the victim's shoes.
I'm betting after I shoot him,
we'll find the evidence.
And if not,
we'll plant evidence.
I'm putting in
the untraceable bullets.
Chill out, man.
Okay, look, all
I did was take
his cell phone
and his wallet.
He didn't even have
any money in it.
All right, turn around.
Put your hands
on your head.
Stealing things
from dead people?
Yuck.
I swear, you
cops are worse
than criminals, man.
Cell phone's toast.
Tobey Whitaker.
"Dear Son, I just
wanted you to know
"how proud I am of you.
Love, Dad."
Chief Judge Whitaker.
Our victim's a son of a judge.
We already got a few leads
we're following up on.
Just 'cause you're
the first ones to roll up
doesn't mean you're
necessarily gonna get the case.
The victim is the son
of a federal judge.
Which means you need
this case solved. Fast.
And it means I need two
detectives who are capable
of following the rules
and won't object
to each other's testimony
in court.
Oh, we're not even
like that anymore, Cap.
Right, Wes?
Yeah, right.
Really?
'Cause I heard
about your session today.
Doesn't seem to me like you guys
are making much progress.
Captain, that is a violation
of our doctor-patient
confidentiality.
Don't give me
that lawyer crap, huh?
You have no rights.
You gave them up when you pulled
your gun on your partner.
Captain, Wes
is learning
to express himself
more constructively.
Right, Wes?
Right, right.
And Travis is learning
to apologize.
Right, Travis?
Anytime I do
something wrong.
We, uh, we can't
thank you enough
for sending us
to therapy, Captain.
Why do my two best detectives
have to be the biggest pain
in my ass?
Hi. We interrupting something?
Yes, you are,
but come on in anyway.
Yeah, the captain needs you two
to help him
pick out a new color
for his office.
That's hilarious.
Stow it, hmm?
The D.A. wants to put
Gooden and Scott on this case.
Oh. What?
You gonna give this case
to Cagney and Lacey?
Look, you just said
we're your two best detectives.
Yeah, but the D.A.
does not agree.
You need to
learn to trust.
Exactly. What's the point
of putting us in therapy
if you're not gonna give us
a chance to prove we've changed?
How can we forge a
meaningful relationship
if you don't allow us
to self-actualize?
You guys are psycho-babbling
sociopaths, you know that?
Oh, wow, thank you.
Yeah, my partner and I
promise to weigh
your input carefully.
What, are we in
junior high now?
That was a tough six years
for you, wasn't it, Brady?
Shut up!
All right, you all shut it!
All right.
I'm gonna put you on this case.
Thank you!
But you have to take
this therapy seriously.
Absolutely.
No doubt.
And that doesn't mean just
say what I want to hear.
Never.
Nope.
Therapy's hard work.
And it takes a lot of time.
Took me years to realize
that I joined the Marines at 16
just because my old man
wouldn't hug me,
and that showing affection
did not mean I was a homosexual,
or that anger was never really
the first good reaction,
even when the old lady
took up with the, uh...
Cap, we don't need
all the details.
I still can't believe
you didn't kick her ass out.
No, it had to be.
It was my own fault.
It brought us closer.
It made me
a more attentive lover.
The Scouts started
handing these out in 1911
as an award to their
highest achieving members.
I've seen all sorts of knives
used as murder weapons--
steak knives, Ginsu knives,
Bowie knives--
but never a Scout knife.
It's... ironic.
It's poetic.
We'll be sure
to tell the killer
how much you appreciate
his symbolism.
But in order to do that,
we're going to need
some actual scientific evidence
to... catch him.
I was getting to that.
Wow, your partner doesn't
understand foreplay, does he?
What was that?
What?
That.
Travis, you didn't tell him?
I told him.
No, you didn't.
So, now you know.
No, I don't know.
Yes, you do.
No, I don't 'cause you
still haven't said anything.
Travis, just tell him.
He knows. He's-he's not
as dumb as he looks.
We're dating.
There.
You happy?
Now, can we please try and
stay focused on the case?
I don't know.
Can we?
Miss Sandoval, please continue.
Thank you.
According to
the RFLP DNA analysis,
the blood on the knife
did belong to Tobey Whitaker.
As far as the prints go,
killer did a pretty good job
of wiping the blade down.
However, I did find a partial
on the base of the hilt.
I ran it through the database,
and it came up empty.
So whoever else
handled this knife
doesn't have a
criminal record.
Okay, thank you.
Oh, you want to, uh,
give her a kiss before we go?
You know I hate it when
you date women at work, right?
But she's hot,
right? She's hot?
Wow.
Where else am I supposed
to meet girls, man?
Everyone I meet is either dead,
a suspect, or under arrest.
Don't be like that.
I really like her.
Uh-huh.
She could be the one.
This week.
Whoa, don't be a hater
because I know how to move on.
I've moved on.
You haven't dated anyone
in over a year and a half.
Other than Tobey, Judge
Whitaker has a son named Zach.
He lives here at home
with his dad.
What about the mom?
Died five years ago.
Cancer.
Boy, here we go.
Oh, boy,
they're like roaches.
Ooh. Channel 2
has a new reporter.
Hey. How you doing?
She's cute.
Don't you have a girlfriend?
I was thinking for you.
Don't ever do
any thinking for me.
It's not like I hadn't
imagined this a thousand times.
Tobey had been addicted
to heroin for years.
Finally bottomed out and
agreed to go into rehab.
Did he complete
the program?
Yes.
He, uh, he transitioned into
sober living nine months ago.
When was the last time
you talked to Tobey?
Three days ago.
Zach and I went to visit him on
family day at the sober house.
Hmm. Where is Zach?
Can we speak with him?
He went for a drive.
He does that
when he gets upset.
Last time he saw his brother,
they got into a fight.
Is that Zach?
No.
Was Tobey a Scout
when he was a kid?
No. Zach was.
Why?
We found a Scout knife
at the scene.
We think it was
the murder weapon.
Where was Zach the
night before last?
Are you suggesting
that Zach is a suspect
in his brother's murder?
This is all just
preliminary, sir.
Don't patronize me, kid.
I think I know a little bit
about how the law works.
Sir, we're just doing our job.
Well, Zach is innocent.
He was here, all night,
doing his homework,
studying.
I went to bed at 11:00,
he was still studying
when I got up at 6:00.
That's a lot
of homework.
He has dyslexia.
Takes him longer
to tackle material.
Listen to me.
I know that I failed
as a parent with Tobey,
but Zach is a good kid.
And he would never
do something like that.
Okay.
- No, no, I didn't.
- No, sorry.
Okay. If you think of
anything, let us know.
Of course.
Thank you.
Can I help you, gentlemen?
Hi. I'm Detective Mitchell.
This is Detective Marks.
Oh, I'm glad you're here.
Who's in charge here?
That'd be me. Vince West.
This is Marcus Hunter,
house security.
You both live here?
Marcus doesn't.
I called him as soon as
I realized Tobey was missing.
My company runs security
for all the sober houses
in the area.
Oh. You mind if we take
a look around,
see Tobey's room?
Follow me.
The room has been left
the way we found it.
When's the last time
anyone saw Tobey?
Two nights ago.
He was in his room
at 11:00 at lights-out,
but he wasn't here
in the morning.
Any idea where
he might have gone?
Usually, when people
disappear around here,
it's because
they're using again.
In this case, heroin.
Tobey's father mentioned
that he and his brother
had an argument recently.
I'm sorry.
We don't disclose
what goes down in therapy.
His brother killed him.
Gretchen.
Tobey's dead
and Zach did it.
You'll have to
excuse Gretchen.
She and Tobey
got pretty close.
What did Tobey
and Zach fight about?
The usual: money, drugs.
Zach told Tobey
he was tired of his crap.
He said he wished
he would just die
and save the family the trouble.
Well, I guess he got
what he wanted.
You and Tobey
were dating?
No.
Tobey broke it off
a long time ago.
I don't care
if you guys believe me.
We can add jilted ex-girlfriend
to the list of suspects.
Hey, man, she's no threat.
Believe me.
I know scary ex-girlfriends--
whew-- she's not the type.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Zach, on the other hand--
he did threaten to kill Tobey.
Emotions run high
during those therapy sessions.
People sometimes say
things they don't mean.
And sometimes people say
exactly what they mean.
Listen, man, Tobey was
an embarrassment to his family,
and Zach-- he finally snapped.
Mitchell here.
Yeah.
Yeah, we'll be right there.
Found Zach.
Alvarez.
Where is he?
D-Don't come any closer, okay?!
I'll jump!
You're not
gonna jump.
Nice, Travis.
Dare him to jump.
I'm just saying
if he was gonna jump,
he would've
jumped already.
Don't listen to him.
Zach, I'm Detective
Wesley Mitchell...
I'm Detective
Travis Marks.
Now, which one of us do you
want to talk to, me or him?
I don't want to talk
to either of you!
I just want to tell my dad
that I'm sorry first.
Sorry for what?
My brother's dead because of me.
You should've picked
a higher building.
Travis...
I'm just saying.
Listen, you
could live.
You'd be a
vegetable, but...
Okay, I'd rather talk to him.
Okay.
Now he'd rather talk to me,
all right?
Okay, Zach,
I'm listening.
I need your help.
Okay.
You, too. Come with me.
You got your keys?
Yeah.
Listen, Zach,
you can't jump.
Can't do that to your father.
He'll never get over that.
Whatever you did, I'm sure
your dad will forgive you.
We had a bond.
I should've trusted him.
Who, your dad?
Tobey.
He said that his dealer
was gonna kill him
if he didn't give him
the $5,000 that he owed him.
But I could always tell when
he was lying, and he was lying.
Every time that he ever
borrowed money from me before,
it was for drugs,
but this time...
Should've just
given him the money, man.
Zach...
Should've given it to him
because he's dead now,
and it's all my fault.
Okay, Zach, Zach, Zach.
I believe you--
I believe you didn't
kill your brother,
all right?
But if you jump,
everyone's going
to think you did.
What? Why?
Well, uh...
we found a Scout knife
at the scene, and we think
it was the murder weapon.
Was that yours?
Yeah.
It was my knife,
but I gave it to Tobey.
You have to believe me.
I didn't kill him.
I loved him.
Then come down from there
and help us find his killer.
Co on, Zach.
Come down.
Hasn't your father
had a bad enough day already?
And it's all my fault.
Look at me.
It's not your fault.
Don't think...
Zach, Zach... Zach?
Whoa!
Get him! Get him! Get him!
Hang on!
Grab my hand.
Pull him up.
I am pulling.
Whew!
All right.
Way to talk him down.
Tobey's drug dealer threatened
to kill him unless
he gave him $5,000?
I don't buy it.
Yeah.
Not a lot of dealers out there
selling product on credit.
So, who's lying?
Zach or Tobey?
You just ding my door?
No.
No?
Yeah, yeah, you did.
Travis?
You... you dinged it.
What? What?
You dinged it right here.
Oh, that was already there.
No, it was not.
Hey, hey, I offered to drive.
You ride a motorcycle.
Admit you dinged the car door.
You still thinking
about that?
It just happened.
This is why we
need Dr. Ryan.
We should ask
for private sessions.
Yeah, I'm sure you would
like a private session
with Dr. Ryan.
Indeed, I would.
Who was... who was using
my hand sanitizer?
This is Wesley
Mitchell's.
Do you even know
you're obsessive-compulsive?
Do you even know
that you're pathologically
incapable of apologizing?
You're anal-retentive.
You're anal-explosive.
Wow. You just made that one up.
I don't make things
up, unlike you,
Mr. "I Won the Sharpshooting
Competition."
I did.
No, you did not.
Yes, I did.
No, you did not.
So did so.
So did not.
You guys sound like my parents.
Hey, Ellen.
What is that?
Uh, it's just a
couples questionnaire.
It asks for, uh,
two adjectives
to describe your partner.
I was having trouble
till just now.
"Bag."
"Douche."
Neither of those words
are adjectives.
I don't get it. You guys
used to be so good together.
What happened?
We got to know
each other.
You don't know
anything about me.
That's why we have to do
the couples questionnaire.
That is not why we have to do
the couples questionnaire.
Why don't you tell
Ellen the real reason
you'd like to do
the couples questionnaire.
Oh, the real reason.
Go ahead.
Captain's orders.
That's not it.
Yes, it is.
No, it is not.
Okay, okay.
Sorry I asked. Here.
The guys managed
to extract the data
off Tobey's
damaged cell phone.
Last number he called
was at 3:04 a.m.
before he was killed.
I tried dialing it.
It's disconnected.
Okay. Find out
who it used to belong to
and how long
it's been disconnected.
Okay. I'll run it
by the phone company.
What's this number right here?
Tobey dialed it multiple times.
That one belongs
to a Dominic Santori.
Dominic, Dominic.
Dominic Santori.
Randi used to
talk about him.
Randi?
From Narcotics?
Is there anyone here
you haven't dated?
Hmm?
Funny testimony.
Yeah.
Oh, good boy, Hudson.
That's a good boy.
Hudson, good...
Hello, big boy.
That's a good boy.
Ugh. I don't know
Hello.
why he likes you so much.
He's a dog.
He knows his own kind.
So, what are you two
sniffing around Narcotics for?
We need a little help.
Don't we?
We need a little help!
Dominic Santori.
Owns a car dealership
in Van Nuys.
We believe he's
smuggling heroin
into the country
through his cars,
but our dogs have never
been able to pick up the scent.
So maybe Tobey was
telling the truth
about owing a drug dealer
money after all.
What kind of cars
does Santori sell?
High-end ones.
You know,
Lamborghinis, Bugattis.
Mmm.
Always wanted to
test-drive a Lamborghini.
You're an idiot.
Ooh. How much is that one?
750K.
With that kind of money,
I could buy three Camaros
and a house.
This is a
Lamborghini Murciélago.
670 horsepower,
V12, 6.5-liter.
Only 4,000 of these produced.
This... this is a work of art.
I have been waiting for this car
to come in for six months.
Been waiting for it
my whole life.
Hi. Dominic Santori.
All right, so listen.
I got a red one out back.
It's only a Gallardo, but, uh,
she's a pretty sweet ride
if you want to give it a whirl.
I'd kind of rather
take this one out.
Yeah, sorry.
She's not street-legal yet.
We got to change out
the smog system first.
Federal law.
Right.
'Cause you can't drive it
with an illegal smog system.
Right, and, you know what,
we wouldn't want him
to break any laws.
So, how much is the car
without all the drugs
stuffed in it?
Who are you guys?
Homicide.
We want to ask you
a few questions
about Tobey Whitaker.
Never heard of him.
Why do they
always say that?
I don't know.
Why did he call
you seven times
the week before
he was murdered?
I'm calling my lawyer.
Now you see what you did?
He's going to lawyer up.
Yeah, but your way wasn't working.
Did Tobey owe
you money?
Wise guy.
Here we go.
I don't see this.
Yeah, what are you gonna do?
You gonna... you gonna shoot me?
Why not?
I mean, I have a gun.
I shoot bad guys.
That's just kind of
what I do, you know.
He's right-- he does
stupid stuff all the time.
I'd answer his questions
if I were you.
I'm not answering anything
Hey, it's Dom.
Give me Larry.
Hey, is the smog system
in the front or the back?
Back.
Larry, I got two cops down here.
Excuse me.
Yeah.
Like, right around here?
No, lower.
Lower? Here?
To the right.
Okay. Right there?
Mm-hmm.
Okay. Dominic.
I'm going to give you
one more chance.
Did you threaten
Tobey's life?
My lawyer wants
your badge number.
Okay. Tell him
it's 911...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
No, Larry,
he didn't shoot me.
The crazy cop
just shot my car!
Sprung a leak.
Oy.
Larry, I'm calling you back.
Listen, I will not
press charges if you leave now.
We can't do that.
This is a crime scene.
We have to impound
this car now.
No, I-I know my rights.
That's illegal
search and seizure.
Well, this guy
just violated
penal codes 246,
417, and 594:
illegal display and discharge
of a firearm without cause,
not to mention vandalism.
Now this car and its contents
are evidence.
Now, I assure you
this chowderhead's
going to be prosecuted
to the fullest extent
of the law. Excuse me.
All right, fine.
Look, I will tell you
everything you want to know
about Tobey if we can, uh,
you know...
forget about all this, huh?
Let's hear it.
All right, first, I had nothing
to do with Tobey's murder.
All right,
I wasn't even in town.
Why was he
calling you?
He needed money-- five K.
He asked you for the money?
Did he say what he needed it for?
No, but he sounded
pretty desperate.
He kept, uh, looking back
at the car he rolled up in.
There was someone inside
waiting for him.
I couldn't see who.
The windows were tinted.
What kind of car was it?
'69 Chevelle SS
with, uh, red flames.
Oh, that's a nice car.
That is a nice car.
Did you give him the money?
What do you think?
He's the son
of a federal judge.
Thought it'd be a good idea
to have him in my back pocket.
Besides, Tobey said
he'd work it off
washing cars.
Where were you two nights ago?
I was at a...
at a car show in Phoenix.
I didn't even get back
until this morning.
You can call
the airlines.
We will.
So, uh, gentlemen,
what do you say?
Can we, uh, forget
about all this, huh?
Of course.
We're Homicide.
What do we care
about drug dealers?
Excuse us.
Hey, Randi.
Yeah, it's Wes.
Well, we got a sample
for your dogs.
Do not ask us how.
I hate that guy.
Santori said someone else
was in the Chevelle
with Tobey.
We got to find
that car.
If Tobey's drug dealer
owns a classic car,
then we know
one thing's for sure:
spends a lot of time
in the shop.
Yeah, but there
must be a hundred
of these auto repair
shops in town.
Ooh.
Yeah, not like
this one, though.
If there's any specialty part,
this guy can get it,
and if not, he knows
somebody who can.
Uh... Travis?
We're looking for Filemoni.
Who's looking?
Tell him
it's, uh, T-Bone.
T-Bone?
Yeah, T-Bone.
T-Bone!
Money!
Excuse me.
Wha...?!
What's up, boy?
Put your guns down,
fellas.
My foster brother.
Look at you.
Man, what are you doing
coming around here on duty?
I need your help.
We got to find a car.
You should call Mama.
She misses you, brother.
I call her.
Pig.
Sorry, sorry.
Uh, my boy Tuck says
he got some new panel skins
for a '69 Chevelle
with red flames.
He says the owner told him it'd
been in the family for years.
Okay, does Tuck have a receipt,
anything with a name,
credit card number on it?
Yeah, we're sort of
a "cash only" industry.
Uh...
Uh,
enlarge that picture,
please.
License plate 385
Franklin-
Charlie-Edward.
Got it?
Yep.
Thanks, bro.
All right.
I miss you, too,
all right?
How could I forget
Mother's Day?
It's the busiest day
of my life.
License plate
385 Franklin-Charlie-Echo.
Belongs to a Clay D. Morton.
aggravated
assault, racketeering,
possession with intent to sell.
Approach with caution.
Travis.
LAPD!
Put it down!
Police!
Open the door!
Drop it!
At first, when I found out
I was pregnant,
I wasn't going
to tell Tobey,
but I couldn't work,
so I needed money
for medical bills
and... rent.
Then when he saw
the ultrasound,
it's like he became
an entirely different person.
He said he finally had
something to live for.
Why didn't Tobey tell his family
about you and the baby?
Well, he was going to,
but he wanted to prove
he could stay clean first.
But the bills got
out of hand
and I finally got
an eviction notice.
Tobey said he knew where
we could get the money...
and that's when we went
to go see Dominic.
You drove him
and waited in the car?
Yeah.
How much money did
Dominic lend you?
$5,000, but Tobey was going
to pay every penny back.
So Tobey didn't use any
of that money for drugs.
Drugs--
are you kidding?
No, Tobey wouldn't let
anybody with drugs near us.
He was determined
to stay clean.
You, uh,
you mind if I try?
Oh, come here,
little buddy.
Come here, buddy.
Oh.
DMV says the Chevelle
parked outside
is registered
to a Clay Morton.
That's my cousin.
He's in prison.
All right.
Just one more
thing, uh...
Do you recognize
this number?
Bottom-- it's
the last number
Tobey dialed
before he was killed.
No.
Okay.
Hey, how'd you do that?
I had my share of, uh,
little brothers and sisters.
You know I have a gardener.
You should tell him the St.
Augustine needs fertilizer.
I only agreed to share
custody of the lawn
because I assumed you'd
have your own place by now.
I'm looking.
I think you like
living in a hotel.
Alex, you shouldn't put
the boxes on the piano.
Well, when you get
your own place,
you can have the piano.
So, what's wrong?
Who says something
has to be wrong?
Well, you always obsess
about the lawn
when there's something
bothering you.
Thank you.
So, what is it?
There's this kid.
He's a suspect in
his brother's murder,
and I don't think he did it.
Well, I thought you
and Travis were on probation.
Yeah, w-well,
Captain Sutton put us
in couples therapy.
Oh.
So you would go
to couples counseling
with Travis?
You wouldn't go with me?
Well,
it's not voluntary, and, and you
and I didn't need therapy.
We knew exactly what
the problem was.
You didn't want
to be married
to a cop anymore.
I didn't marry a cop.
I married a lawyer.
Lawyers don't live their lives
in the line of fire.
Well, I wish I didn't
have to be a cop.
And I wish
you would stop blaming yourself
for something
that wasn't your fault.
You were a good lawyer, Wes.
People need good cops more
than they need good lawyers,
and if they need a good
lawyer, they got you.
Maybe this counseling
will be good for you.
Yeah, maybe.
Hey,
do you know
how Travis got his name?
He said
he told you.
It's part of this, you know,
this therapy stuff.
The fireman who found him
on the station steps named him
after a Cabbage Patch doll
left in his baby carrier.
Travis the Cabbage Patch doll?
Mm-hmm.
Maybe I shouldn't have told you.
No, no, it's good.
That's good.
It's good because it'll bring us
closer together.
Mm-hmm.
I should go.
Okay.
I'll, um, I'll pick up
some fertilizer for the lawn
next time I come by.
So I think I got this thing
pretty much all figured out.
There's only one thing
that's got me stumped.
"Which one of your
partner's physical features
is he or she
least happy with?"
I'm thinking
it's your face.
Can we get serious?
'Cause we got a case to
focus on here, Cabbage Patch.
I made that up.
No one, no one
would make that up.
What are you doing?
Uh, just go on in, man.
I'm, I'm just gonna
hang out here,
make a couple phone calls.
You dated the coroner?
One-night stand?
Let me guess.
You didn't call her after.
This is why we don't
date people at work.
Now, come on.
My report's
not ready yet.
Any preliminary results?
Yes.
Listen, Jonelle...
I was wondering, if you were
going to kill Travis...
Wow.
Yeah.
You like it already.
Yeah.
How would you do it?
Because, I got to tell you, I've
been tossing this around a lot.
I was thinking
I could strangle him--
which would be very satisfying--
and then hang him, make it look
like a suicide.
Yeah, but your best bet
would be poisoning.
Insulin or potassium
chloride-- undetectable.
You know, if I did
turn up dead,
you'd be the first person
they'd come after, Wes.
Oh, he's right.
The safest thing would be
to leave no corpse behind.
That's right--
no body, no crime.
Could I squeeze him
in a vat of acid or do I have
to chop him up first?
You'd have to chop him up real good.
O-Okay, okay, you know,
I should have called.
I-I'm a, I'm a jerk.
Did he just admit
that he's a jerk?
He's in therapy.
Huh.
You, come close
to the body.
Multiple stab wounds
to the upper quadrant.
Defensive wounds were noted
on the right and the left hands.
The left carotid artery
was punctured.
Cause of death:
massive hemorrhaging.
The size and the depth
of the punctures
are consistent with the blade
of the Scout knife.
What about Tobey's tox screen?
Diacetylmorphine-positive.
Hmm, Tobey was using
heroin again.
Oh, call me a..., but
diacetylmorphine--
that just comes
trippingly.
Any indication how long ago
Tobey relapsed?
I could only find one recent
subcutaneous injection.
You see?
Huh, in his neck.
Yeah, most junkies
don't shoot up in the neck.
Where'd Tobey get the heroin?
He didn't have any money.
He gave the $5,000 to Irene.
I don't know.
Maybe Tobey stole it.
He was living in a house
full of ex-junkies.
I used to have this foster
brother who was a junkie...
You look good. Thanks.
It's good to see you.
You, too.
All right, you still biking?
Not as much-- I do a
lot of aerobics now,
but thanks for noticing.
Yeah, no problem.
Keep it up.
Yeah.
Good seeing you.
Yeah, you, too.
I like aerobics.
You're still here.
Of course
it's possible.
Wouldn't be easy.
State law requires Marcus to
conduct daily random searches.
Residents here aren't even
allowed to have cold medicine.
What happens
if you catch
someone with narcotics?
The resident is immediately
removed off the premises,
and then we call
the police.
I've seen Marcus
remove people without anyone
even noticing.
You know, I, I always thought
Tobey was gonna be
one of the ones that made it.
He was a real inspiration
to all of us,
even me.
You?
I've been sober
for 15 years.
For many of us this place
is our last chance
in more ways
than one.
Like others here, I
went to prison twice
for my addictions.
If any of us gets
a third strike,
we're going to
prison for good.
It's a real motivator
to stay sober.
No, it just doesn't
make any sense.
If Tobey was using again,
Irene would have known.
Maybe Tobey
wasn't using again.
Maybe he's
forcibly injected.
Well, what would
be the motive?
Tobey didn't
have any money.
Zach is the only one
with a motive.
Gretchen has a motive.
Maybe she's lying to us.
You ever think
about that?
Maybe she knows about Irene
and the baby; she's jealous.
I keep telling you,
Gretchen-- not the jealous type.
See if she consents
to a fingerprint analysis.
In fact
we should just...
we should, we should fingerprint
all the residents.
I don't know.
Where are you going?
Gonna get something to eat.
You're not.
Travis, you're not
eating in my car.
Travis.
Get napkins.
What's up, man?
Excuse me.
Hi, uh, I don't know
if you know this or not,
but you're blocking
the handicap spot.
Get lost.
Everybody down.
This is a robbery.
Hands up. Hands up
where I can see them.
You, in the back,
down underneath the counter
- and stay down.
- Well, the thing is
that you don't look handicap,
and someone might
need to use the ramp,
and you don't have one
of those little placards.
You know, the little
blue and white wheel chair...
Here's my placard right here.
Boy, I don't think
you're supposed to have that.
Probably gonna have
to call the police.
Oh, they're here.
Fool, you just put the cashier
behind the counter.
He's probably already
called the police.
And you can't rob a store
from in the back.
It's my first time.
Now, shut up.
Get on the ground,
and give me your gun, all right?
I'm not giving you anything.
And I'm robbing this place.
No, you're not.
Unless you want to go to prison
for shooting a police officer.
To hell
you're a police officer.
Stay cool.
Get down, now.
Shut up. Don't move.
Don't move.
You okay?
Yeah.
I had it all under control.
You were hiding
behind the Twinkies.
Yeah, yeah.
Thank you.
Ellen wants to know why you're
not picking up your phone.
I was in the middle
of performing a robbery.
What'd she want?
She says
she found a match for the
fingerprints on the Scout knife.
Tobey's brother Zach.
Shut up.
What's this all about?
Something tells me
we're in trouble again.
She already hates us.
Well, what else
is new?
Travis.
Hey.
Is it true
Zach Whitaker's a suspect
in his brother's murder?
No comment.
Travis?
She knows your name?
Travis!
What'd you tell that
reporter Zach's a suspect?
You really think
I would do that?
Well, I mean,
something's going on.
I saw the way
she looked at you.
Relax. She came by.
Nothing happened.
Nothing happened?
What's up, Rodney?
Like, like, "nothing happened
with my car door"
nothing happened?
Hey, Rod.
Forget about your
car door already.
I will as soon as you
admit you're the one
who put the huge gouge
in the side of it.
Why can't you admit
when you've done
something wrong...?
Just let it go.
You know...
What'd you say?
What's he say?
I can't swim!
That stuff
you can believe.
Hi, Cap. Hey. Hey.
Oh, man. Hey, Cap.
Glad to see you guys
getting along.
The D.A.
is on her way.
Come on.
Okay, look, let me
do the talking here.
That way we don't get
in an argument
in front of the
District Attorney.
Good idea. Except
I should do the talking.
Can't even agree who
should do the talking.
Flip a coin.
No. Roshambo.
No. Nobody knows
what roshambo is.
It's Rock-Paper-Scissors.
Everybody knows...
So call it Rock...
Hey! Are you coming or not?
Yeah, we're just, uh,
you know, we're agreeing
on something.
Heads or tails.
Heads.
Okay.
Mike. My job
is hard enough
without your department
selling off details
of this case
to the press.
Good to see you,
too, Laura.
You don't care
that you have a leak?
How do you know the leak
didn't come
from your office?
Because the people in my
office are professional,
or they're fired.
Why are those two here?
I put them on the case.
I specifically asked
for Scott and Gooden.
Yeah, I know.
You know, Laura, sometimes
you are your own worst enemy.
You need to solve
this case, right?
And Mitchell and Marks
are the two best
detectives I have
in the entire
department.
Now, sit down.
Come on, please, huh?
Don't you at least
want to hear
what they have to say?
Fine.
Let me get that
for you.
Mine.
Let's hear it.
Well...
we're, uh,
we're still working
on a couple of theories.
Did the print
on the Scout knife
match Zach's or not?
Yes, but, uh,
Zach already admitted
that was his knife.
He said he gave that
to Tobey as a gift,
uh, for agreeing
to go to rehab.
Well, then, let's just
take his word for it.
Says here that you
have a witness
to a threat on
Tobey's life by Zach?
It was more like,
"I wish you would die"
than "I'm gonna kill you."
Does Zach Whitaker
have an alibi?
He was studying all night.
Is there a corroborating
witness to that?
Nothing that would
hold up in court, no.
So we have mean,
motive, opportunity,
and no alibi.
Why haven't we arrested
this guy yet?
Well, because we're still
tying up several loose ends.
I was asking
Detective Marks.
Because we still have
several loose ends.
Like what?
Like where did Tobey get
the heroin found in his system?
Who was he trying to call
before he was killed?
The last number he dialed
was disconnected.
Tobey was high.
He was probably trying
to call the Easter Bunny.
Look, we don't know
where Tobey was killed.
We don't even know
where Tobey went that night.
Well, after we arrest Zach,
we can interrogate him
and find out.
If you arrest Zach now,
his lawyers
are gonna make sure
that we get nothing.
And you might just destroy
that kid's future.
Why don't you give us
two more days
to tie up these loose ends.
I'm already being accused
of giving the judge
preferential treatment.
I cannot afford
to give him any more.
I'm issuing an arrest warrant
for Zach Whitaker.
Based on what?!
Look, all the evidence
you have is circumstantial.
You do not have enough
to get a conviction here, Laura.
I'm the lawyer here,
Detective Mitchell, not you.
That doesn't give you
the right to arrest someone
just because you're being
pressured by the media.
I think you should shut up now.
I think
you should shut up now
because if you hadn't leaked
any of this to the press
they wouldn't be pressuring her
for an arrest.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I didn't leak...
I didn't leak anything
to the press.
That's so like you not to admit
when you did something wrong.
It's just like you
to jump to conclusions.
Can I have a word
with you, please?
I am not jumping to conclusions.
Hey.
Thanks, boys.
I want those two
off this case,
and Detectives Scott
and Gooden on
like I originally
asked you.
Way to get us
kicked off the case.
I got us kicked off the case?
Yes.
You're the one shtupping
reporters, spilling information,
using this precinct
as your own private singles bar.
They're fired.
They're working out their
problems in couples therapy.
Couples therapy...
Are you serious?
You know what your
problem is, Travis?
I'm dying to hear
what it is from you, Wes.
I'll tell you what your
problem is: No one wanted you.
You're an orphan.
You got dropped off
on a doorstep somewhere.
So now you're so desperate
for attention,
you're willing to sleep
with anything with two legs.
That's not my problem, Wes.
It's sad.
You're my problem.
Oh, me. I'm the problem.
Yeah. Oh, yeah.
You wouldn't be able
to solve one case without me.
In fact, you'd probably
wind up in prison
because you got no respect
for the law.
And you're afraid
to break a rule.
Maybe put your ass
on the line just once,
and do whatever it takes
to make a bust like I did
at that gas station today.
It's amazing the fact
that I was able to arrest
my guy without firing
a single shot.
That's because your guy
was outside
and not inside
about to shoot the clerk.
You almost got the clerk killed!
Mike, you used to eat nails
for breakfast.
What happened to you?
Therapy happened.
And it's gonna help them.
You put innocent lives
on the line.
And now because
of your big, fat mouth
an innocent person's
probably gonna go to prison.
Great job.
That's great, man.
Wow. You're the one...
that sent an innocent person
to jail, not me.
I'd shut up right now
if I were you.
Hmm, I'm kind of
just getting started.
All I'm asking you is
just keep an open mind.
I know that's hard for you.
Hey! Calm down.
Travis, let's go.
Break it up.
Let him go.
I'll kill you!
That's it. We're done.
We're not done
until I say we're done.
Get off me.
We're done.
I didn't say anything
to the press.
I need you two
to make an arrest.
With an exclusive
for Channel 2,
I'm standing here with
Detective Brady Gooden,
one of the lead detectives
on the Whitaker murder case
with an exclusive update.
Detective, what can you tell us?
Well, Sandra, uh,
while I can't divulge
too much information,
uh, I can tell you
that, uh, we have
a very... a very,
very strong case.
So we're happy about that.
Would you say the judge
and his family
have been cooperative then?
Judge has been
very cooperative.
It's been...
it's been really great.
We're very excited
where this is heading.
We think we're gonna uncover
some really great things.
Detective, anything else
you'd like to add?
Brady.
Yes. I'd really like to say
how happy we are with the press.
I'm a jerk.
I wouldn't say that.
Dr. Ryan.
You make house calls?
Captain Sutton called.
Told me you and
Travis broke up.
Do you want to talk about it?
Look,
you can go run
and tell Captain Sutton
that you tried,
but that's... that's it.
That's it. We're done.
I know why you quit law
to become a detective.
I know why you got divorced
and why you're still living
in a hotel nine months later.
Captain gave you
my personnel file?
Travis's too.
I didn't know that Travis
was raised in 18 foster homes.
Why aren't you
bugging him?
Because I knew
you'd be alone.
Tassie, can you double this?
Do you want to
hear my theory
on what makes a
lasting partnership?
No.
You don't have to like
the same things,
but you do have to hate
the same things.
And you both hate it when bad
people get away with bad things.
It's why you joined
the police force.
You could've joined
any line of work.
Your IQs are off the charts.
But you both picked
Robbery-Homicide,
because it's where you think you
can make the most difference.
Travis has a high IQ?
You are so alike.
It's why you fight;
you're like brothers.
Mm. Not all brothers are alike.
Sometimes they're
very different.
Sometimes one has zero coping
skills, becomes a heroin addict,
the other one overcomes dyslexia
and becomes a Scout.
Is dyslexia hereditary?
It's a neurobiological condition
that's genetic in origin, yes.
Thank you.
I'm glad we had this talk.
So am I.
I got to talk to Travis.
Okay, you might want
to apologize first.
Never!
Right.
Yeah, I'll take that.
Are you ready for me
to unwrap your gift?
C-Can we unwrap those?
Please?
Why don't we
unwrap you first.
Tra...
Hey, Travis!
Go away!
Look, I got a new lead
on the Whitaker murderer.
Tobey was dyslexic.
So what?!
So what? That's what
we've been missing!
The calls that Tobey made
the day he died--
they were all kept
on his speed-dial,
except for that last number,
that disconnected number.
He must have dialed
that number himself.
He transposed the digits.
We're tracking
the wrong number.
What'd he say?
I don't know.
I wasn't paying
attention to him.
Travis!
We-we broke up, remember?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, okay? I...
I know that you didn't talk
to that reporter, and...
I need your help!
Travis?
Travis? Travis?
You're really sorry?
Yes.
Brady was the leak.
I tried-- whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where you...?
I-- But I didn't...
Did you embroider Travis's name
on your new black panties?
No? I did.
I did.
You were gonna dump her anyway.
You know, she kind of was
hinting at moving in together.
You see?
You see now?
I did you a favor.
Did you a big favor.
Now, come on, you got
to put your shoes on.
We got to go.
We got to borrow
one of Randi's dogs.
Why?
Why?
I'll tell you why.
Because I had PacBell
run that number
through all possible
combinations of digits,
and then I
cross-referenced those
with actual working numbers.
And guess whose number came up.
All Eye Security.
Marcus Hunter's company?
That's right.
Tobey wasn't using again.
But he caught
someone that was
and he tried to call
Marcus to report them.
But he couldn't
before someone killed him.
It's a theory.
Come on. Get up.
I like it.
We, you know,
we should call Marcus.
I already did that. He's gonna
meet us at the sober house.
Come on. Come on.
All right.
I'm really excited.
I know. I know.
Come on.
So, who's using?
First we need your permission to
let our dog search the premises.
You got that
authority?
Yes, I'm authorized
by the courts.
What's going on?
Random search.
Let's get everyone out of bed.
Okay, let's wake them up.
All right, Hudson,
do your thing, boy. Go.
Good boy, good boy.
Okay, what do you got?
What do you got? Huh?
Whoa, whoa!
What's going on?
Hey, good boy.
That's a good boy.
All right, down.
Heroin.
Whose room is this?
Vince's.
Where's Vince?
Cover the exits.
Watch the dog.
Watch the dog.
Is this the
only exit?
I hope so.
Hold it!
Police!
Get him out of the van.
Let me see your hands.
Put your hands up.
You shot me.
Yeah, in the shoulder.
Now, that is some good shootin'.
Thank you, partner.
No, me good shooting.
Yeah, but I shot him.
You sh-- I shot him.
Yeah, I aimed for
his right shoulder,
his driving shoulder.
Which one of us shot you,
me or him?
Who cares? I'm dying.
Shut up. You're not dying.
I just winged you.
No, no, see,
I winged him right there.
No, that is not you.
You did not do that.
Your bullet didn't
even come close.
Who knows what it hit?
Whatever it
was, I'm sure
it was something
expensive.
Ten bucks ballistics confirms
that this bullet is my bullet.
That's gonna be the easiest
ten bucks I ever made.
I shot him
in his driving shoulder.
You're dating someone
in ballistics.
Okay, man, I-I admit it:
I dinged your door.
That felt good.
I-I should've said that
a long time ago.
Okay, so, Tobey walks in
on Vince,
catches him using, runs back
to his bungalow to call Marcus.
But Vince chased him--
I'm sorry, did I interrupt?
No, no, no, go ahead,
I like the way
you tell the story.
No, you were doing fine.
No, you're a really
good storyteller.
Someone please just
tell me what happened.
Okay.
So, Vince had already
done time in prison.
He had two strikes
against him.
One more conviction
for possession,
and he's going back
to jail for life.
So Vince has to stop Tobey
from turning him in.
Right. So he grabs the closest
weapon he has on hand,
which is a hypodermic of what?
Heroin.
May I?
Thank you.
So he chases Tobey
to his bungalow.
Where Tobey is busy
misdialing Marcus's number.
He charges into the room
and stabs Tobey
with the hypodermic needle.
But Tobey fights back.
To protect himself, he
grabs that Scout knife
his brother Zach
gave him.
But the heroin had
already taken its hold.
So it is easy for Vince
to get the better of Tobey,
and he killed him
with his own knife.
He then transports
Tobey's body in the
Valley View van...
In which, we found evidence
of a pool of Tobey's blood.
Drops the body and the
knife off at the park.
Because Vince knows, hey, that's
where the junkies go to score.
Vince is back at the sober house
in time for pancakes.
Did we leave anything out?
No, that's everything.
Nice work, Detectives.
Thank you.
Well, I guess I owe you
an apology.
You don't need
to apologize.
You can pay for the
damages to my car.
I was talking to Captain Sutton.
Oh, Laura,
there's no apology necessary.
Uh, I was just doing my job.
No, you weren't.
You disobeyed a direct order.
But you stuck
by your guys,
and they saved my neck.
Yes, they did.
So, thank you.
Thank you, Laura.
And you two,
you sure as hell
better not argue
with each other
in court when this
goes to trial.
No, no, we're
way past that.
Right?
Right.
Right.
Wes, uh, do you want to tell us
what you found out
about Travis this week?
You mean T-Bone?
That's his nickname.
T-Bone.
T-Bone used to be a car thief.
I was not.
Spent some time
in juvie for it.
Those records are sealed.
Turns out one of his foster
fathers was this deadbeat dad,
so T-Bone here stole his car,
and the old man never missed
a child support payment
after that.
Wow.
Did Money tell you that?
Oh, Money is one of
his foster brothers.
He's this big Samoan guy--
scary.
Uh, did you find out
how he got his name?
Ah! Thank you. Yes.
The fireman who found Travis
named him after
a Cabbage Patch doll.
That's funny, man.
That's so not true.
It's true,
but he'd never admit that.
Oh, you think
I'd tell Alex the truth?
I mean, I knew she'd tell you.
It's a joke.
It's a joke, Jimmy D.
So, uh... 'cause last week,
you said that
Alex did know
how you got your name.
So, I'm curious:
did you lie to her or to us?
Hmm.
Can I do Wes now?
Um, all right,
his favorite color is green.
No, I don't have
a favorite color.
He's obsessed
with his lawn,
and he likes to water it
every time he gets upset,
like a weirdo.
You talking to Alex?
Um, he was, like,
one of the youngest partners
at his law firm.
You're a lawyer?
Well, no.
Not anymore, because he quit
to become a cop,
but he still has,
like, a ton of money,
and he likes really nice cars.
You are not allowed
to talk to Alex anymore.
Just because you divorced her
doesn't make her
not my friend.
Ah, I-I don't know.
Everyone knows that you have
to choose sides in a breakup.
Thank you.
I choose Alex.
So...
So what happened
between you and Alex?
Did you cheat on her?
Maybe she cheated on him.
There was no cheating.
Would you cheat on him?
Can we please talk
about something else?
Let's play one of,
let's play one of
Dr. Ryan's games.
Let's play Fear of My Pants--
What's in My Pants.
I got...
I got, uh, I got a gun.
Got a gun in my pants.
Wes, put the gun away.
I got this shiny
badge here.
Who wants to go next?
Look what I got
in my pocket: a phone.
Travis, put the phone away.
Not only am I not going
to stop speaking to Alex,
I think I'll call her right now.
You better not.
Travis, do not call...
Call her house
and put her on speaker.
Doctor, this is
inappropriate behavior.
Travis, give me my phone!
Hold on.
Travis!
Travis! All right,
my favorite color's blue!
My favorite color is blue!
Travis!
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Pilot
Original Air Date on May 11, 2012
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Okay, everyone,
let's get started.
So today,
we're gonna talk about intimacy,
and that doesn't just mean sex.
Intimacy is about trusting
someone enough
to share your innermost secrets
with them.
Your partner can't know
what your needs are unless
they really know who you are.
So, these are
your partner awareness profile.
They're gonna be your homework
for this week.
They have been
specifically designed
to reignite your curiosity
about one another.
You know, most
couples end up here
because they've passed through
the phase of physical attraction
and now they need to
find an emotional one.
So, think of this work
as a way to shed your secrets...
Here you go, man.
...in the same way you
once shed your clothes.
Who wants to go first?
Great. Let's hear
from our new couple.
Everyone, this is
Wes and Travis.
Travis.
Hey.
Hey, Travis.
Guys, why don't you
tell the group
how long you've
been together.
Five years.
Seven years.
We've known each other
for seven years.
We've been partners
for five years,
which is what she was asking.
You know what? Let's start.
First question:
uh, Wes, how did Travis
get his name?
Travis was adopted.
So, I doubt he even knows.
I wasn't adopted, okay?
I grew up in foster care.
Oh, man.
I'm sorry.
Travis, how did
you get your name?
Uh, Dr. Ryan's asking you,
not me.
See, I was right.
He doesn't know.
Nobody knows. Sad.
Alex knows.
We're not gonna talk about Alex.
Alex who?
Alex...
Nothing's off limits in here.
Who's Alex?
No one.
Wes's ex.
Oh, yeah,
yeah, exes are
always the problem.
She found me on Facebook.
Who found you on Facebook?
Wes, did you
and Alex
try couples therapy?
No, no, we didn't
need therapy,
and frankly, we don't
need therapy, either.
Do you see a pattern here?
Weren't we talking
about why no one wanted
to adopt Travis?
You know, in my experience,
critical people
are often just trying to keep
the world at arm's length,
particularly the
ones they love,
because they don't think that
they deserve their affection.
That's not me. No.
Wow, that's so you.
No, that's absolutely not me.
Dude, she got you; that's you.
That's him.
And you, Travis?
I suspect you have no problem
charming your way
into pretty much any situation.
But I wonder if
you have trouble
sustaining
meaningful relationships?
Nailed him.
We voted for your proposition.
Well, thank you.
What? Wait. What?
Are you married?
You think we're gay?
They're partners.
No, we're partners.
Police partners.
Detectives.
Oh, yeah,
like the Village People.
Okay,
okay, you know what we need?
We need
a deinhibitizing exercise.
Let's play Have You Ever.
No, can we play
What's in Your Pocket?
Fear in a Hat.
Stand up.
On your feet.
Wes?
No, maybe you'd like
to hear Travis
tell us some more about Alex?
Ooh, there was this one time,
I mean, she...
Mm-hmm, okay, face each other.
Toes touching.
Actually touching.
Both toes?
Both toes.
That's it. Great.
We got to go.
Ooh, sorry, Dr. Ryan.
Okay.
Don't forget your questionnaire.
Why do they get to leave?
Can't believe we're doing this.
Well, we wouldn't have to
if you hadn't pulled
your gun on me.
Well, I wouldn't have
pulled my gun on you
if you learned to apologize.
I didn't do anything wrong.
You know what? Just...
Shut up.
You never want to talk anymore,
you know that?
What is it about "shut up"
you don't understand?
Get in the car.
You get in the car.
Wipe your feet first.
Your car's running
your life.
This car is all I got left.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Homicide Unit 2
responding to body found
at MacArthur Park.
Copy that, Homicide.
Get your feet off the dash.
Question number one:
where did you meet
your partner?
That's easy.
Sharpshooting competition;
I won.
No, I won, and we're not doing
that stupid questionnaire.
Wes, I think we should give
Dr. Ryan a chance.
She seems really smart.
And she gets us, you know?
Oh, my God.
Why don't you give it up?
Give what up?
She's way out
of your league.
Is that what you think?
You think I'd hit
on our therapist?
I have a girlfriend.
Oh, yeah?
Who?
Question number 2...
Oh, I thought you two broke up.
We're in couples counseling.
Yeah, right.
For real?
Yeah, we wanted to find
the magic again.
Does that work?
'Cause my wife keeps saying
that we need counseling.
Now, all of a sudden,
I'm a sex addict
because I want to do it
more than once a month?
Maybe the wife and I
should join your group.
You definitely should.
It's doing wonders for us.
So, what do we got?
Victim's a white male
John Doe.
Defensive wounds
on his hands,
puncture wounds on his chest
and neck.
Another homeless junkie
looking for a score
got the sidewalk special.
Well,
that's an interesting theory
except this guy
wasn't killed here.
He's lying on his stomach,
but this lividity on his back
indicates he was moved.
He's not homeless, either; these
are brand-new designer jeans.
And look at his nails, huh?
Manicured.
You're right about
the white male part, though.
Keep up the good work, Flash.
You'll make detective
in no time.
How do you work with this guy?
One therapist said it's because
I'm attracted
to abusive relationships.
Found the murder weapon.
What does that say?
"Scouts"?
Let me guess. No witnesses?
Oh, I'm sure there are,
but no one's talking.
Yeah, that would be bad
for business.
You know,
when I was a kid,
I grew up in a neighborhood
like this.
This rich guy crashed his car.
By the time
the ambulance showed up,
his rims, his radio,
his wallet,
wedding ring,
everything, gone.
Kid in the wing-tips?
I don't know.
But they're
definitely not his.
Running.
Hey, where you guys going?
♪
Go, go, go.
Hey.
Did you really think you could
outrun me in those shoes?
Hi there.
How are you?
Just take it easy.
You little maniac.
You're in trouble now.
Oh, you're in trouble now.
What's this?
It's a cell phone, man.
Watch the ladder.
I didn't even do anything, man.
You killed a guy for his shoes?
I didn't kill anyone.
He's lying. Let's shoot him.
Travis, you cannot shoot him.
He ran from the crime scene.
He's wearing the victim's shoes.
I'm betting after I shoot him,
we'll find the evidence.
And if not,
we'll plant evidence.
I'm putting in
the untraceable bullets.
Chill out, man.
Okay, look, all
I did was take
his cell phone
and his wallet.
He didn't even have
any money in it.
All right, turn around.
Put your hands
on your head.
Stealing things
from dead people?
Yuck.
I swear, you
cops are worse
than criminals, man.
Cell phone's toast.
Tobey Whitaker.
"Dear Son, I just
wanted you to know
"how proud I am of you.
Love, Dad."
Chief Judge Whitaker.
Our victim's a son of a judge.
We already got a few leads
we're following up on.
Just 'cause you're
the first ones to roll up
doesn't mean you're
necessarily gonna get the case.
The victim is the son
of a federal judge.
Which means you need
this case solved. Fast.
And it means I need two
detectives who are capable
of following the rules
and won't object
to each other's testimony
in court.
Oh, we're not even
like that anymore, Cap.
Right, Wes?
Yeah, right.
Really?
'Cause I heard
about your session today.
Doesn't seem to me like you guys
are making much progress.
Captain, that is a violation
of our doctor-patient
confidentiality.
Don't give me
that lawyer crap, huh?
You have no rights.
You gave them up when you pulled
your gun on your partner.
Captain, Wes
is learning
to express himself
more constructively.
Right, Wes?
Right, right.
And Travis is learning
to apologize.
Right, Travis?
Anytime I do
something wrong.
We, uh, we can't
thank you enough
for sending us
to therapy, Captain.
Why do my two best detectives
have to be the biggest pain
in my ass?
Hi. We interrupting something?
Yes, you are,
but come on in anyway.
Yeah, the captain needs you two
to help him
pick out a new color
for his office.
That's hilarious.
Stow it, hmm?
The D.A. wants to put
Gooden and Scott on this case.
Oh. What?
You gonna give this case
to Cagney and Lacey?
Look, you just said
we're your two best detectives.
Yeah, but the D.A.
does not agree.
You need to
learn to trust.
Exactly. What's the point
of putting us in therapy
if you're not gonna give us
a chance to prove we've changed?
How can we forge a
meaningful relationship
if you don't allow us
to self-actualize?
You guys are psycho-babbling
sociopaths, you know that?
Oh, wow, thank you.
Yeah, my partner and I
promise to weigh
your input carefully.
What, are we in
junior high now?
That was a tough six years
for you, wasn't it, Brady?
Shut up!
All right, you all shut it!
All right.
I'm gonna put you on this case.
Thank you!
But you have to take
this therapy seriously.
Absolutely.
No doubt.
And that doesn't mean just
say what I want to hear.
Never.
Nope.
Therapy's hard work.
And it takes a lot of time.
Took me years to realize
that I joined the Marines at 16
just because my old man
wouldn't hug me,
and that showing affection
did not mean I was a homosexual,
or that anger was never really
the first good reaction,
even when the old lady
took up with the, uh...
Cap, we don't need
all the details.
I still can't believe
you didn't kick her ass out.
No, it had to be.
It was my own fault.
It brought us closer.
It made me
a more attentive lover.
The Scouts started
handing these out in 1911
as an award to their
highest achieving members.
I've seen all sorts of knives
used as murder weapons--
steak knives, Ginsu knives,
Bowie knives--
but never a Scout knife.
It's... ironic.
It's poetic.
We'll be sure
to tell the killer
how much you appreciate
his symbolism.
But in order to do that,
we're going to need
some actual scientific evidence
to... catch him.
I was getting to that.
Wow, your partner doesn't
understand foreplay, does he?
What was that?
What?
That.
Travis, you didn't tell him?
I told him.
No, you didn't.
So, now you know.
No, I don't know.
Yes, you do.
No, I don't 'cause you
still haven't said anything.
Travis, just tell him.
He knows. He's-he's not
as dumb as he looks.
We're dating.
There.
You happy?
Now, can we please try and
stay focused on the case?
I don't know.
Can we?
Miss Sandoval, please continue.
Thank you.
According to
the RFLP DNA analysis,
the blood on the knife
did belong to Tobey Whitaker.
As far as the prints go,
killer did a pretty good job
of wiping the blade down.
However, I did find a partial
on the base of the hilt.
I ran it through the database,
and it came up empty.
So whoever else
handled this knife
doesn't have a
criminal record.
Okay, thank you.
Oh, you want to, uh,
give her a kiss before we go?
You know I hate it when
you date women at work, right?
But she's hot,
right? She's hot?
Wow.
Where else am I supposed
to meet girls, man?
Everyone I meet is either dead,
a suspect, or under arrest.
Don't be like that.
I really like her.
Uh-huh.
She could be the one.
This week.
Whoa, don't be a hater
because I know how to move on.
I've moved on.
You haven't dated anyone
in over a year and a half.
Other than Tobey, Judge
Whitaker has a son named Zach.
He lives here at home
with his dad.
What about the mom?
Died five years ago.
Cancer.
Boy, here we go.
Oh, boy,
they're like roaches.
Ooh. Channel 2
has a new reporter.
Hey. How you doing?
She's cute.
Don't you have a girlfriend?
I was thinking for you.
Don't ever do
any thinking for me.
It's not like I hadn't
imagined this a thousand times.
Tobey had been addicted
to heroin for years.
Finally bottomed out and
agreed to go into rehab.
Did he complete
the program?
Yes.
He, uh, he transitioned into
sober living nine months ago.
When was the last time
you talked to Tobey?
Three days ago.
Zach and I went to visit him on
family day at the sober house.
Hmm. Where is Zach?
Can we speak with him?
He went for a drive.
He does that
when he gets upset.
Last time he saw his brother,
they got into a fight.
Is that Zach?
No.
Was Tobey a Scout
when he was a kid?
No. Zach was.
Why?
We found a Scout knife
at the scene.
We think it was
the murder weapon.
Where was Zach the
night before last?
Are you suggesting
that Zach is a suspect
in his brother's murder?
This is all just
preliminary, sir.
Don't patronize me, kid.
I think I know a little bit
about how the law works.
Sir, we're just doing our job.
Well, Zach is innocent.
He was here, all night,
doing his homework,
studying.
I went to bed at 11:00,
he was still studying
when I got up at 6:00.
That's a lot
of homework.
He has dyslexia.
Takes him longer
to tackle material.
Listen to me.
I know that I failed
as a parent with Tobey,
but Zach is a good kid.
And he would never
do something like that.
Okay.
- No, no, I didn't.
- No, sorry.
Okay. If you think of
anything, let us know.
Of course.
Thank you.
Can I help you, gentlemen?
Hi. I'm Detective Mitchell.
This is Detective Marks.
Oh, I'm glad you're here.
Who's in charge here?
That'd be me. Vince West.
This is Marcus Hunter,
house security.
You both live here?
Marcus doesn't.
I called him as soon as
I realized Tobey was missing.
My company runs security
for all the sober houses
in the area.
Oh. You mind if we take
a look around,
see Tobey's room?
Follow me.
The room has been left
the way we found it.
When's the last time
anyone saw Tobey?
Two nights ago.
He was in his room
at 11:00 at lights-out,
but he wasn't here
in the morning.
Any idea where
he might have gone?
Usually, when people
disappear around here,
it's because
they're using again.
In this case, heroin.
Tobey's father mentioned
that he and his brother
had an argument recently.
I'm sorry.
We don't disclose
what goes down in therapy.
His brother killed him.
Gretchen.
Tobey's dead
and Zach did it.
You'll have to
excuse Gretchen.
She and Tobey
got pretty close.
What did Tobey
and Zach fight about?
The usual: money, drugs.
Zach told Tobey
he was tired of his crap.
He said he wished
he would just die
and save the family the trouble.
Well, I guess he got
what he wanted.
You and Tobey
were dating?
No.
Tobey broke it off
a long time ago.
I don't care
if you guys believe me.
We can add jilted ex-girlfriend
to the list of suspects.
Hey, man, she's no threat.
Believe me.
I know scary ex-girlfriends--
whew-- she's not the type.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Zach, on the other hand--
he did threaten to kill Tobey.
Emotions run high
during those therapy sessions.
People sometimes say
things they don't mean.
And sometimes people say
exactly what they mean.
Listen, man, Tobey was
an embarrassment to his family,
and Zach-- he finally snapped.
Mitchell here.
Yeah.
Yeah, we'll be right there.
Found Zach.
Alvarez.
Where is he?
D-Don't come any closer, okay?!
I'll jump!
You're not
gonna jump.
Nice, Travis.
Dare him to jump.
I'm just saying
if he was gonna jump,
he would've
jumped already.
Don't listen to him.
Zach, I'm Detective
Wesley Mitchell...
I'm Detective
Travis Marks.
Now, which one of us do you
want to talk to, me or him?
I don't want to talk
to either of you!
I just want to tell my dad
that I'm sorry first.
Sorry for what?
My brother's dead because of me.
You should've picked
a higher building.
Travis...
I'm just saying.
Listen, you
could live.
You'd be a
vegetable, but...
Okay, I'd rather talk to him.
Okay.
Now he'd rather talk to me,
all right?
Okay, Zach,
I'm listening.
I need your help.
Okay.
You, too. Come with me.
You got your keys?
Yeah.
Listen, Zach,
you can't jump.
Can't do that to your father.
He'll never get over that.
Whatever you did, I'm sure
your dad will forgive you.
We had a bond.
I should've trusted him.
Who, your dad?
Tobey.
He said that his dealer
was gonna kill him
if he didn't give him
the $5,000 that he owed him.
But I could always tell when
he was lying, and he was lying.
Every time that he ever
borrowed money from me before,
it was for drugs,
but this time...
Should've just
given him the money, man.
Zach...
Should've given it to him
because he's dead now,
and it's all my fault.
Okay, Zach, Zach, Zach.
I believe you--
I believe you didn't
kill your brother,
all right?
But if you jump,
everyone's going
to think you did.
What? Why?
Well, uh...
we found a Scout knife
at the scene, and we think
it was the murder weapon.
Was that yours?
Yeah.
It was my knife,
but I gave it to Tobey.
You have to believe me.
I didn't kill him.
I loved him.
Then come down from there
and help us find his killer.
Co on, Zach.
Come down.
Hasn't your father
had a bad enough day already?
And it's all my fault.
Look at me.
It's not your fault.
Don't think...
Zach, Zach... Zach?
Whoa!
Get him! Get him! Get him!
Hang on!
Grab my hand.
Pull him up.
I am pulling.
Whew!
All right.
Way to talk him down.
Tobey's drug dealer threatened
to kill him unless
he gave him $5,000?
I don't buy it.
Yeah.
Not a lot of dealers out there
selling product on credit.
So, who's lying?
Zach or Tobey?
You just ding my door?
No.
No?
Yeah, yeah, you did.
Travis?
You... you dinged it.
What? What?
You dinged it right here.
Oh, that was already there.
No, it was not.
Hey, hey, I offered to drive.
You ride a motorcycle.
Admit you dinged the car door.
You still thinking
about that?
It just happened.
This is why we
need Dr. Ryan.
We should ask
for private sessions.
Yeah, I'm sure you would
like a private session
with Dr. Ryan.
Indeed, I would.
Who was... who was using
my hand sanitizer?
This is Wesley
Mitchell's.
Do you even know
you're obsessive-compulsive?
Do you even know
that you're pathologically
incapable of apologizing?
You're anal-retentive.
You're anal-explosive.
Wow. You just made that one up.
I don't make things
up, unlike you,
Mr. "I Won the Sharpshooting
Competition."
I did.
No, you did not.
Yes, I did.
No, you did not.
So did so.
So did not.
You guys sound like my parents.
Hey, Ellen.
What is that?
Uh, it's just a
couples questionnaire.
It asks for, uh,
two adjectives
to describe your partner.
I was having trouble
till just now.
"Bag."
"Douche."
Neither of those words
are adjectives.
I don't get it. You guys
used to be so good together.
What happened?
We got to know
each other.
You don't know
anything about me.
That's why we have to do
the couples questionnaire.
That is not why we have to do
the couples questionnaire.
Why don't you tell
Ellen the real reason
you'd like to do
the couples questionnaire.
Oh, the real reason.
Go ahead.
Captain's orders.
That's not it.
Yes, it is.
No, it is not.
Okay, okay.
Sorry I asked. Here.
The guys managed
to extract the data
off Tobey's
damaged cell phone.
Last number he called
was at 3:04 a.m.
before he was killed.
I tried dialing it.
It's disconnected.
Okay. Find out
who it used to belong to
and how long
it's been disconnected.
Okay. I'll run it
by the phone company.
What's this number right here?
Tobey dialed it multiple times.
That one belongs
to a Dominic Santori.
Dominic, Dominic.
Dominic Santori.
Randi used to
talk about him.
Randi?
From Narcotics?
Is there anyone here
you haven't dated?
Hmm?
Funny testimony.
Yeah.
Oh, good boy, Hudson.
That's a good boy.
Hudson, good...
Hello, big boy.
That's a good boy.
Ugh. I don't know
Hello.
why he likes you so much.
He's a dog.
He knows his own kind.
So, what are you two
sniffing around Narcotics for?
We need a little help.
Don't we?
We need a little help!
Dominic Santori.
Owns a car dealership
in Van Nuys.
We believe he's
smuggling heroin
into the country
through his cars,
but our dogs have never
been able to pick up the scent.
So maybe Tobey was
telling the truth
about owing a drug dealer
money after all.
What kind of cars
does Santori sell?
High-end ones.
You know,
Lamborghinis, Bugattis.
Mmm.
Always wanted to
test-drive a Lamborghini.
You're an idiot.
Ooh. How much is that one?
750K.
With that kind of money,
I could buy three Camaros
and a house.
This is a
Lamborghini Murciélago.
670 horsepower,
V12, 6.5-liter.
Only 4,000 of these produced.
This... this is a work of art.
I have been waiting for this car
to come in for six months.
Been waiting for it
my whole life.
Hi. Dominic Santori.
All right, so listen.
I got a red one out back.
It's only a Gallardo, but, uh,
she's a pretty sweet ride
if you want to give it a whirl.
I'd kind of rather
take this one out.
Yeah, sorry.
She's not street-legal yet.
We got to change out
the smog system first.
Federal law.
Right.
'Cause you can't drive it
with an illegal smog system.
Right, and, you know what,
we wouldn't want him
to break any laws.
So, how much is the car
without all the drugs
stuffed in it?
Who are you guys?
Homicide.
We want to ask you
a few questions
about Tobey Whitaker.
Never heard of him.
Why do they
always say that?
I don't know.
Why did he call
you seven times
the week before
he was murdered?
I'm calling my lawyer.
Now you see what you did?
He's going to lawyer up.
Yeah, but your way wasn't working.
Did Tobey owe
you money?
Wise guy.
Here we go.
I don't see this.
Yeah, what are you gonna do?
You gonna... you gonna shoot me?
Why not?
I mean, I have a gun.
I shoot bad guys.
That's just kind of
what I do, you know.
He's right-- he does
stupid stuff all the time.
I'd answer his questions
if I were you.
I'm not answering anything
Hey, it's Dom.
Give me Larry.
Hey, is the smog system
in the front or the back?
Back.
Larry, I got two cops down here.
Excuse me.
Yeah.
Like, right around here?
No, lower.
Lower? Here?
To the right.
Okay. Right there?
Mm-hmm.
Okay. Dominic.
I'm going to give you
one more chance.
Did you threaten
Tobey's life?
My lawyer wants
your badge number.
Okay. Tell him
it's 911...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
No, Larry,
he didn't shoot me.
The crazy cop
just shot my car!
Sprung a leak.
Oy.
Larry, I'm calling you back.
Listen, I will not
press charges if you leave now.
We can't do that.
This is a crime scene.
We have to impound
this car now.
No, I-I know my rights.
That's illegal
search and seizure.
Well, this guy
just violated
penal codes 246,
417, and 594:
illegal display and discharge
of a firearm without cause,
not to mention vandalism.
Now this car and its contents
are evidence.
Now, I assure you
this chowderhead's
going to be prosecuted
to the fullest extent
of the law. Excuse me.
All right, fine.
Look, I will tell you
everything you want to know
about Tobey if we can, uh,
you know...
forget about all this, huh?
Let's hear it.
All right, first, I had nothing
to do with Tobey's murder.
All right,
I wasn't even in town.
Why was he
calling you?
He needed money-- five K.
He asked you for the money?
Did he say what he needed it for?
No, but he sounded
pretty desperate.
He kept, uh, looking back
at the car he rolled up in.
There was someone inside
waiting for him.
I couldn't see who.
The windows were tinted.
What kind of car was it?
'69 Chevelle SS
with, uh, red flames.
Oh, that's a nice car.
That is a nice car.
Did you give him the money?
What do you think?
He's the son
of a federal judge.
Thought it'd be a good idea
to have him in my back pocket.
Besides, Tobey said
he'd work it off
washing cars.
Where were you two nights ago?
I was at a...
at a car show in Phoenix.
I didn't even get back
until this morning.
You can call
the airlines.
We will.
So, uh, gentlemen,
what do you say?
Can we, uh, forget
about all this, huh?
Of course.
We're Homicide.
What do we care
about drug dealers?
Excuse us.
Hey, Randi.
Yeah, it's Wes.
Well, we got a sample
for your dogs.
Do not ask us how.
I hate that guy.
Santori said someone else
was in the Chevelle
with Tobey.
We got to find
that car.
If Tobey's drug dealer
owns a classic car,
then we know
one thing's for sure:
spends a lot of time
in the shop.
Yeah, but there
must be a hundred
of these auto repair
shops in town.
Ooh.
Yeah, not like
this one, though.
If there's any specialty part,
this guy can get it,
and if not, he knows
somebody who can.
Uh... Travis?
We're looking for Filemoni.
Who's looking?
Tell him
it's, uh, T-Bone.
T-Bone?
Yeah, T-Bone.
T-Bone!
Money!
Excuse me.
Wha...?!
What's up, boy?
Put your guns down,
fellas.
My foster brother.
Look at you.
Man, what are you doing
coming around here on duty?
I need your help.
We got to find a car.
You should call Mama.
She misses you, brother.
I call her.
Pig.
Sorry, sorry.
Uh, my boy Tuck says
he got some new panel skins
for a '69 Chevelle
with red flames.
He says the owner told him it'd
been in the family for years.
Okay, does Tuck have a receipt,
anything with a name,
credit card number on it?
Yeah, we're sort of
a "cash only" industry.
Uh...
Uh,
enlarge that picture,
please.
License plate 385
Franklin-
Charlie-Edward.
Got it?
Yep.
Thanks, bro.
All right.
I miss you, too,
all right?
How could I forget
Mother's Day?
It's the busiest day
of my life.
License plate
385 Franklin-Charlie-Echo.
Belongs to a Clay D. Morton.
aggravated
assault, racketeering,
possession with intent to sell.
Approach with caution.
Travis.
LAPD!
Put it down!
Police!
Open the door!
Drop it!
At first, when I found out
I was pregnant,
I wasn't going
to tell Tobey,
but I couldn't work,
so I needed money
for medical bills
and... rent.
Then when he saw
the ultrasound,
it's like he became
an entirely different person.
He said he finally had
something to live for.
Why didn't Tobey tell his family
about you and the baby?
Well, he was going to,
but he wanted to prove
he could stay clean first.
But the bills got
out of hand
and I finally got
an eviction notice.
Tobey said he knew where
we could get the money...
and that's when we went
to go see Dominic.
You drove him
and waited in the car?
Yeah.
How much money did
Dominic lend you?
$5,000, but Tobey was going
to pay every penny back.
So Tobey didn't use any
of that money for drugs.
Drugs--
are you kidding?
No, Tobey wouldn't let
anybody with drugs near us.
He was determined
to stay clean.
You, uh,
you mind if I try?
Oh, come here,
little buddy.
Come here, buddy.
Oh.
DMV says the Chevelle
parked outside
is registered
to a Clay Morton.
That's my cousin.
He's in prison.
All right.
Just one more
thing, uh...
Do you recognize
this number?
Bottom-- it's
the last number
Tobey dialed
before he was killed.
No.
Okay.
Hey, how'd you do that?
I had my share of, uh,
little brothers and sisters.
You know I have a gardener.
You should tell him the St.
Augustine needs fertilizer.
I only agreed to share
custody of the lawn
because I assumed you'd
have your own place by now.
I'm looking.
I think you like
living in a hotel.
Alex, you shouldn't put
the boxes on the piano.
Well, when you get
your own place,
you can have the piano.
So, what's wrong?
Who says something
has to be wrong?
Well, you always obsess
about the lawn
when there's something
bothering you.
Thank you.
So, what is it?
There's this kid.
He's a suspect in
his brother's murder,
and I don't think he did it.
Well, I thought you
and Travis were on probation.
Yeah, w-well,
Captain Sutton put us
in couples therapy.
Oh.
So you would go
to couples counseling
with Travis?
You wouldn't go with me?
Well,
it's not voluntary, and, and you
and I didn't need therapy.
We knew exactly what
the problem was.
You didn't want
to be married
to a cop anymore.
I didn't marry a cop.
I married a lawyer.
Lawyers don't live their lives
in the line of fire.
Well, I wish I didn't
have to be a cop.
And I wish
you would stop blaming yourself
for something
that wasn't your fault.
You were a good lawyer, Wes.
People need good cops more
than they need good lawyers,
and if they need a good
lawyer, they got you.
Maybe this counseling
will be good for you.
Yeah, maybe.
Hey,
do you know
how Travis got his name?
He said
he told you.
It's part of this, you know,
this therapy stuff.
The fireman who found him
on the station steps named him
after a Cabbage Patch doll
left in his baby carrier.
Travis the Cabbage Patch doll?
Mm-hmm.
Maybe I shouldn't have told you.
No, no, it's good.
That's good.
It's good because it'll bring us
closer together.
Mm-hmm.
I should go.
Okay.
I'll, um, I'll pick up
some fertilizer for the lawn
next time I come by.
So I think I got this thing
pretty much all figured out.
There's only one thing
that's got me stumped.
"Which one of your
partner's physical features
is he or she
least happy with?"
I'm thinking
it's your face.
Can we get serious?
'Cause we got a case to
focus on here, Cabbage Patch.
I made that up.
No one, no one
would make that up.
What are you doing?
Uh, just go on in, man.
I'm, I'm just gonna
hang out here,
make a couple phone calls.
You dated the coroner?
One-night stand?
Let me guess.
You didn't call her after.
This is why we don't
date people at work.
Now, come on.
My report's
not ready yet.
Any preliminary results?
Yes.
Listen, Jonelle...
I was wondering, if you were
going to kill Travis...
Wow.
Yeah.
You like it already.
Yeah.
How would you do it?
Because, I got to tell you, I've
been tossing this around a lot.
I was thinking
I could strangle him--
which would be very satisfying--
and then hang him, make it look
like a suicide.
Yeah, but your best bet
would be poisoning.
Insulin or potassium
chloride-- undetectable.
You know, if I did
turn up dead,
you'd be the first person
they'd come after, Wes.
Oh, he's right.
The safest thing would be
to leave no corpse behind.
That's right--
no body, no crime.
Could I squeeze him
in a vat of acid or do I have
to chop him up first?
You'd have to chop him up real good.
O-Okay, okay, you know,
I should have called.
I-I'm a, I'm a jerk.
Did he just admit
that he's a jerk?
He's in therapy.
Huh.
You, come close
to the body.
Multiple stab wounds
to the upper quadrant.
Defensive wounds were noted
on the right and the left hands.
The left carotid artery
was punctured.
Cause of death:
massive hemorrhaging.
The size and the depth
of the punctures
are consistent with the blade
of the Scout knife.
What about Tobey's tox screen?
Diacetylmorphine-positive.
Hmm, Tobey was using
heroin again.
Oh, call me a..., but
diacetylmorphine--
that just comes
trippingly.
Any indication how long ago
Tobey relapsed?
I could only find one recent
subcutaneous injection.
You see?
Huh, in his neck.
Yeah, most junkies
don't shoot up in the neck.
Where'd Tobey get the heroin?
He didn't have any money.
He gave the $5,000 to Irene.
I don't know.
Maybe Tobey stole it.
He was living in a house
full of ex-junkies.
I used to have this foster
brother who was a junkie...
You look good. Thanks.
It's good to see you.
You, too.
All right, you still biking?
Not as much-- I do a
lot of aerobics now,
but thanks for noticing.
Yeah, no problem.
Keep it up.
Yeah.
Good seeing you.
Yeah, you, too.
I like aerobics.
You're still here.
Of course
it's possible.
Wouldn't be easy.
State law requires Marcus to
conduct daily random searches.
Residents here aren't even
allowed to have cold medicine.
What happens
if you catch
someone with narcotics?
The resident is immediately
removed off the premises,
and then we call
the police.
I've seen Marcus
remove people without anyone
even noticing.
You know, I, I always thought
Tobey was gonna be
one of the ones that made it.
He was a real inspiration
to all of us,
even me.
You?
I've been sober
for 15 years.
For many of us this place
is our last chance
in more ways
than one.
Like others here, I
went to prison twice
for my addictions.
If any of us gets
a third strike,
we're going to
prison for good.
It's a real motivator
to stay sober.
No, it just doesn't
make any sense.
If Tobey was using again,
Irene would have known.
Maybe Tobey
wasn't using again.
Maybe he's
forcibly injected.
Well, what would
be the motive?
Tobey didn't
have any money.
Zach is the only one
with a motive.
Gretchen has a motive.
Maybe she's lying to us.
You ever think
about that?
Maybe she knows about Irene
and the baby; she's jealous.
I keep telling you,
Gretchen-- not the jealous type.
See if she consents
to a fingerprint analysis.
In fact
we should just...
we should, we should fingerprint
all the residents.
I don't know.
Where are you going?
Gonna get something to eat.
You're not.
Travis, you're not
eating in my car.
Travis.
Get napkins.
What's up, man?
Excuse me.
Hi, uh, I don't know
if you know this or not,
but you're blocking
the handicap spot.
Get lost.
Everybody down.
This is a robbery.
Hands up. Hands up
where I can see them.
You, in the back,
down underneath the counter
- and stay down.
- Well, the thing is
that you don't look handicap,
and someone might
need to use the ramp,
and you don't have one
of those little placards.
You know, the little
blue and white wheel chair...
Here's my placard right here.
Boy, I don't think
you're supposed to have that.
Probably gonna have
to call the police.
Oh, they're here.
Fool, you just put the cashier
behind the counter.
He's probably already
called the police.
And you can't rob a store
from in the back.
It's my first time.
Now, shut up.
Get on the ground,
and give me your gun, all right?
I'm not giving you anything.
And I'm robbing this place.
No, you're not.
Unless you want to go to prison
for shooting a police officer.
To hell
you're a police officer.
Stay cool.
Get down, now.
Shut up. Don't move.
Don't move.
You okay?
Yeah.
I had it all under control.
You were hiding
behind the Twinkies.
Yeah, yeah.
Thank you.
Ellen wants to know why you're
not picking up your phone.
I was in the middle
of performing a robbery.
What'd she want?
She says
she found a match for the
fingerprints on the Scout knife.
Tobey's brother Zach.
Shut up.
What's this all about?
Something tells me
we're in trouble again.
She already hates us.
Well, what else
is new?
Travis.
Hey.
Is it true
Zach Whitaker's a suspect
in his brother's murder?
No comment.
Travis?
She knows your name?
Travis!
What'd you tell that
reporter Zach's a suspect?
You really think
I would do that?
Well, I mean,
something's going on.
I saw the way
she looked at you.
Relax. She came by.
Nothing happened.
Nothing happened?
What's up, Rodney?
Like, like, "nothing happened
with my car door"
nothing happened?
Hey, Rod.
Forget about your
car door already.
I will as soon as you
admit you're the one
who put the huge gouge
in the side of it.
Why can't you admit
when you've done
something wrong...?
Just let it go.
You know...
What'd you say?
What's he say?
I can't swim!
That stuff
you can believe.
Hi, Cap. Hey. Hey.
Oh, man. Hey, Cap.
Glad to see you guys
getting along.
The D.A.
is on her way.
Come on.
Okay, look, let me
do the talking here.
That way we don't get
in an argument
in front of the
District Attorney.
Good idea. Except
I should do the talking.
Can't even agree who
should do the talking.
Flip a coin.
No. Roshambo.
No. Nobody knows
what roshambo is.
It's Rock-Paper-Scissors.
Everybody knows...
So call it Rock...
Hey! Are you coming or not?
Yeah, we're just, uh,
you know, we're agreeing
on something.
Heads or tails.
Heads.
Okay.
Mike. My job
is hard enough
without your department
selling off details
of this case
to the press.
Good to see you,
too, Laura.
You don't care
that you have a leak?
How do you know the leak
didn't come
from your office?
Because the people in my
office are professional,
or they're fired.
Why are those two here?
I put them on the case.
I specifically asked
for Scott and Gooden.
Yeah, I know.
You know, Laura, sometimes
you are your own worst enemy.
You need to solve
this case, right?
And Mitchell and Marks
are the two best
detectives I have
in the entire
department.
Now, sit down.
Come on, please, huh?
Don't you at least
want to hear
what they have to say?
Fine.
Let me get that
for you.
Mine.
Let's hear it.
Well...
we're, uh,
we're still working
on a couple of theories.
Did the print
on the Scout knife
match Zach's or not?
Yes, but, uh,
Zach already admitted
that was his knife.
He said he gave that
to Tobey as a gift,
uh, for agreeing
to go to rehab.
Well, then, let's just
take his word for it.
Says here that you
have a witness
to a threat on
Tobey's life by Zach?
It was more like,
"I wish you would die"
than "I'm gonna kill you."
Does Zach Whitaker
have an alibi?
He was studying all night.
Is there a corroborating
witness to that?
Nothing that would
hold up in court, no.
So we have mean,
motive, opportunity,
and no alibi.
Why haven't we arrested
this guy yet?
Well, because we're still
tying up several loose ends.
I was asking
Detective Marks.
Because we still have
several loose ends.
Like what?
Like where did Tobey get
the heroin found in his system?
Who was he trying to call
before he was killed?
The last number he dialed
was disconnected.
Tobey was high.
He was probably trying
to call the Easter Bunny.
Look, we don't know
where Tobey was killed.
We don't even know
where Tobey went that night.
Well, after we arrest Zach,
we can interrogate him
and find out.
If you arrest Zach now,
his lawyers
are gonna make sure
that we get nothing.
And you might just destroy
that kid's future.
Why don't you give us
two more days
to tie up these loose ends.
I'm already being accused
of giving the judge
preferential treatment.
I cannot afford
to give him any more.
I'm issuing an arrest warrant
for Zach Whitaker.
Based on what?!
Look, all the evidence
you have is circumstantial.
You do not have enough
to get a conviction here, Laura.
I'm the lawyer here,
Detective Mitchell, not you.
That doesn't give you
the right to arrest someone
just because you're being
pressured by the media.
I think you should shut up now.
I think
you should shut up now
because if you hadn't leaked
any of this to the press
they wouldn't be pressuring her
for an arrest.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I didn't leak...
I didn't leak anything
to the press.
That's so like you not to admit
when you did something wrong.
It's just like you
to jump to conclusions.
Can I have a word
with you, please?
I am not jumping to conclusions.
Hey.
Thanks, boys.
I want those two
off this case,
and Detectives Scott
and Gooden on
like I originally
asked you.
Way to get us
kicked off the case.
I got us kicked off the case?
Yes.
You're the one shtupping
reporters, spilling information,
using this precinct
as your own private singles bar.
They're fired.
They're working out their
problems in couples therapy.
Couples therapy...
Are you serious?
You know what your
problem is, Travis?
I'm dying to hear
what it is from you, Wes.
I'll tell you what your
problem is: No one wanted you.
You're an orphan.
You got dropped off
on a doorstep somewhere.
So now you're so desperate
for attention,
you're willing to sleep
with anything with two legs.
That's not my problem, Wes.
It's sad.
You're my problem.
Oh, me. I'm the problem.
Yeah. Oh, yeah.
You wouldn't be able
to solve one case without me.
In fact, you'd probably
wind up in prison
because you got no respect
for the law.
And you're afraid
to break a rule.
Maybe put your ass
on the line just once,
and do whatever it takes
to make a bust like I did
at that gas station today.
It's amazing the fact
that I was able to arrest
my guy without firing
a single shot.
That's because your guy
was outside
and not inside
about to shoot the clerk.
You almost got the clerk killed!
Mike, you used to eat nails
for breakfast.
What happened to you?
Therapy happened.
And it's gonna help them.
You put innocent lives
on the line.
And now because
of your big, fat mouth
an innocent person's
probably gonna go to prison.
Great job.
That's great, man.
Wow. You're the one...
that sent an innocent person
to jail, not me.
I'd shut up right now
if I were you.
Hmm, I'm kind of
just getting started.
All I'm asking you is
just keep an open mind.
I know that's hard for you.
Hey! Calm down.
Travis, let's go.
Break it up.
Let him go.
I'll kill you!
That's it. We're done.
We're not done
until I say we're done.
Get off me.
We're done.
I didn't say anything
to the press.
I need you two
to make an arrest.
With an exclusive
for Channel 2,
I'm standing here with
Detective Brady Gooden,
one of the lead detectives
on the Whitaker murder case
with an exclusive update.
Detective, what can you tell us?
Well, Sandra, uh,
while I can't divulge
too much information,
uh, I can tell you
that, uh, we have
a very... a very,
very strong case.
So we're happy about that.
Would you say the judge
and his family
have been cooperative then?
Judge has been
very cooperative.
It's been...
it's been really great.
We're very excited
where this is heading.
We think we're gonna uncover
some really great things.
Detective, anything else
you'd like to add?
Brady.
Yes. I'd really like to say
how happy we are with the press.
I'm a jerk.
I wouldn't say that.
Dr. Ryan.
You make house calls?
Captain Sutton called.
Told me you and
Travis broke up.
Do you want to talk about it?
Look,
you can go run
and tell Captain Sutton
that you tried,
but that's... that's it.
That's it. We're done.
I know why you quit law
to become a detective.
I know why you got divorced
and why you're still living
in a hotel nine months later.
Captain gave you
my personnel file?
Travis's too.
I didn't know that Travis
was raised in 18 foster homes.
Why aren't you
bugging him?
Because I knew
you'd be alone.
Tassie, can you double this?
Do you want to
hear my theory
on what makes a
lasting partnership?
No.
You don't have to like
the same things,
but you do have to hate
the same things.
And you both hate it when bad
people get away with bad things.
It's why you joined
the police force.
You could've joined
any line of work.
Your IQs are off the charts.
But you both picked
Robbery-Homicide,
because it's where you think you
can make the most difference.
Travis has a high IQ?
You are so alike.
It's why you fight;
you're like brothers.
Mm. Not all brothers are alike.
Sometimes they're
very different.
Sometimes one has zero coping
skills, becomes a heroin addict,
the other one overcomes dyslexia
and becomes a Scout.
Is dyslexia hereditary?
It's a neurobiological condition
that's genetic in origin, yes.
Thank you.
I'm glad we had this talk.
So am I.
I got to talk to Travis.
Okay, you might want
to apologize first.
Never!
Right.
Yeah, I'll take that.
Are you ready for me
to unwrap your gift?
C-Can we unwrap those?
Please?
Why don't we
unwrap you first.
Tra...
Hey, Travis!
Go away!
Look, I got a new lead
on the Whitaker murderer.
Tobey was dyslexic.
So what?!
So what? That's what
we've been missing!
The calls that Tobey made
the day he died--
they were all kept
on his speed-dial,
except for that last number,
that disconnected number.
He must have dialed
that number himself.
He transposed the digits.
We're tracking
the wrong number.
What'd he say?
I don't know.
I wasn't paying
attention to him.
Travis!
We-we broke up, remember?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, okay? I...
I know that you didn't talk
to that reporter, and...
I need your help!
Travis?
Travis? Travis?
You're really sorry?
Yes.
Brady was the leak.
I tried-- whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where you...?
I-- But I didn't...
Did you embroider Travis's name
on your new black panties?
No? I did.
I did.
You were gonna dump her anyway.
You know, she kind of was
hinting at moving in together.
You see?
You see now?
I did you a favor.
Did you a big favor.
Now, come on, you got
to put your shoes on.
We got to go.
We got to borrow
one of Randi's dogs.
Why?
Why?
I'll tell you why.
Because I had PacBell
run that number
through all possible
combinations of digits,
and then I
cross-referenced those
with actual working numbers.
And guess whose number came up.
All Eye Security.
Marcus Hunter's company?
That's right.
Tobey wasn't using again.
But he caught
someone that was
and he tried to call
Marcus to report them.
But he couldn't
before someone killed him.
It's a theory.
Come on. Get up.
I like it.
We, you know,
we should call Marcus.
I already did that. He's gonna
meet us at the sober house.
Come on. Come on.
All right.
I'm really excited.
I know. I know.
Come on.
So, who's using?
First we need your permission to
let our dog search the premises.
You got that
authority?
Yes, I'm authorized
by the courts.
What's going on?
Random search.
Let's get everyone out of bed.
Okay, let's wake them up.
All right, Hudson,
do your thing, boy. Go.
Good boy, good boy.
Okay, what do you got?
What do you got? Huh?
Whoa, whoa!
What's going on?
Hey, good boy.
That's a good boy.
All right, down.
Heroin.
Whose room is this?
Vince's.
Where's Vince?
Cover the exits.
Watch the dog.
Watch the dog.
Is this the
only exit?
I hope so.
Hold it!
Police!
Get him out of the van.
Let me see your hands.
Put your hands up.
You shot me.
Yeah, in the shoulder.
Now, that is some good shootin'.
Thank you, partner.
No, me good shooting.
Yeah, but I shot him.
You sh-- I shot him.
Yeah, I aimed for
his right shoulder,
his driving shoulder.
Which one of us shot you,
me or him?
Who cares? I'm dying.
Shut up. You're not dying.
I just winged you.
No, no, see,
I winged him right there.
No, that is not you.
You did not do that.
Your bullet didn't
even come close.
Who knows what it hit?
Whatever it
was, I'm sure
it was something
expensive.
Ten bucks ballistics confirms
that this bullet is my bullet.
That's gonna be the easiest
ten bucks I ever made.
I shot him
in his driving shoulder.
You're dating someone
in ballistics.
Okay, man, I-I admit it:
I dinged your door.
That felt good.
I-I should've said that
a long time ago.
Okay, so, Tobey walks in
on Vince,
catches him using, runs back
to his bungalow to call Marcus.
But Vince chased him--
I'm sorry, did I interrupt?
No, no, no, go ahead,
I like the way
you tell the story.
No, you were doing fine.
No, you're a really
good storyteller.
Someone please just
tell me what happened.
Okay.
So, Vince had already
done time in prison.
He had two strikes
against him.
One more conviction
for possession,
and he's going back
to jail for life.
So Vince has to stop Tobey
from turning him in.
Right. So he grabs the closest
weapon he has on hand,
which is a hypodermic of what?
Heroin.
May I?
Thank you.
So he chases Tobey
to his bungalow.
Where Tobey is busy
misdialing Marcus's number.
He charges into the room
and stabs Tobey
with the hypodermic needle.
But Tobey fights back.
To protect himself, he
grabs that Scout knife
his brother Zach
gave him.
But the heroin had
already taken its hold.
So it is easy for Vince
to get the better of Tobey,
and he killed him
with his own knife.
He then transports
Tobey's body in the
Valley View van...
In which, we found evidence
of a pool of Tobey's blood.
Drops the body and the
knife off at the park.
Because Vince knows, hey, that's
where the junkies go to score.
Vince is back at the sober house
in time for pancakes.
Did we leave anything out?
No, that's everything.
Nice work, Detectives.
Thank you.
Well, I guess I owe you
an apology.
You don't need
to apologize.
You can pay for the
damages to my car.
I was talking to Captain Sutton.
Oh, Laura,
there's no apology necessary.
Uh, I was just doing my job.
No, you weren't.
You disobeyed a direct order.
But you stuck
by your guys,
and they saved my neck.
Yes, they did.
So, thank you.
Thank you, Laura.
And you two,
you sure as hell
better not argue
with each other
in court when this
goes to trial.
No, no, we're
way past that.
Right?
Right.
Right.
Wes, uh, do you want to tell us
what you found out
about Travis this week?
You mean T-Bone?
That's his nickname.
T-Bone.
T-Bone used to be a car thief.
I was not.
Spent some time
in juvie for it.
Those records are sealed.
Turns out one of his foster
fathers was this deadbeat dad,
so T-Bone here stole his car,
and the old man never missed
a child support payment
after that.
Wow.
Did Money tell you that?
Oh, Money is one of
his foster brothers.
He's this big Samoan guy--
scary.
Uh, did you find out
how he got his name?
Ah! Thank you. Yes.
The fireman who found Travis
named him after
a Cabbage Patch doll.
That's funny, man.
That's so not true.
It's true,
but he'd never admit that.
Oh, you think
I'd tell Alex the truth?
I mean, I knew she'd tell you.
It's a joke.
It's a joke, Jimmy D.
So, uh... 'cause last week,
you said that
Alex did know
how you got your name.
So, I'm curious:
did you lie to her or to us?
Hmm.
Can I do Wes now?
Um, all right,
his favorite color is green.
No, I don't have
a favorite color.
He's obsessed
with his lawn,
and he likes to water it
every time he gets upset,
like a weirdo.
You talking to Alex?
Um, he was, like,
one of the youngest partners
at his law firm.
You're a lawyer?
Well, no.
Not anymore, because he quit
to become a cop,
but he still has,
like, a ton of money,
and he likes really nice cars.
You are not allowed
to talk to Alex anymore.
Just because you divorced her
doesn't make her
not my friend.
Ah, I-I don't know.
Everyone knows that you have
to choose sides in a breakup.
Thank you.
I choose Alex.
So...
So what happened
between you and Alex?
Did you cheat on her?
Maybe she cheated on him.
There was no cheating.
Would you cheat on him?
Can we please talk
about something else?
Let's play one of,
let's play one of
Dr. Ryan's games.
Let's play Fear of My Pants--
What's in My Pants.
I got...
I got, uh, I got a gun.
Got a gun in my pants.
Wes, put the gun away.
I got this shiny
badge here.
Who wants to go next?
Look what I got
in my pocket: a phone.
Travis, put the phone away.
Not only am I not going
to stop speaking to Alex,
I think I'll call her right now.
You better not.
Travis, do not call...
Call her house
and put her on speaker.
Doctor, this is
inappropriate behavior.
Travis, give me my phone!
Hold on.
Travis!
Travis! All right,
my favorite color's blue!
My favorite color is blue!
Travis!
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