Hawaii Five-O (1968–1980): Season 2, Episode 21 - Most Likely to Murder - full transcript

You got enough?

Okay, she's all yours.

Hold it.

What do you got?

Well, so far, just
one unidentified body.

She's female, Caucasian.

Her name's Marjorie Morgan.

I grew up with her.

Her husband...

we went to high school together.

You know where we can find him?



Just call the station.

You mean Lew Morgan?

Yeah.

Cause of death?

Well, it looks
like strangulation.

Lew.

Don't.

My God.

Why?

What do you got, Jay?

We couldn't get anything
off the grass there,

but we did get a good
solid print on the soil here.

Good. Get a cast
as soon as possible.

You bet.



Danno.

How is he?

Bad.

Were you in school?
Uh, were you close?

Yeah. Didn't make a
move without each other.

Marjorie too.

Been in love with Lew since...

Since 10th grade.

Steve.

Got something.

Headquarters just confirmed it.

Morgan worked the
midnight-to-8 shift last night.

There's been a murder, remember?

Everyone, including
cops, get checked out.

I remember.

I also checked with
the coroner's office.

They're placing the time of
death between 2 and 3 a.m.

Anything from the lab?

Not yet.

They want to check
out everything.

Said it may be some time.

All right, stay close. If
you hear anything at all,

Chin, let me know, right away.

Okay.

Take it easy, Danno.

How's Lew, Mr. McGarrett?

He's resting.

We finish our
shift in a half hour.

We'd like to help
on our free time.

Well, nothing to go on yet,

but if we get a break, I'll
take you up on that offer.

We'll be ready, sir.

A guy who kills a cop's wife

is no different
than a cop killer.

No different than any killer.

Nice.

What about the report?

Not much. The
shoe's a standard item,

standard size.

Thousands of pairs
are sold every month.

What about the cat
who was wearing them?

Nothing to distinguish him,

probably checks in
between 165 and 180.

And that's it.

Well, that's more
than we had, Chin.

Steve. Yeah?

Came up with five
different sets of prints.

Lew's, Marj's, cleaning woman

and two John Does.

Check the John
Does with our files?

Yeah. I came up empty.

Send them out on the
mainland wire, will you, Chin?

Maybe they'll come back
with names and faces. Okay.

I'm sorry, boss.

Yeah, come in, Jenny.

Hello, Lew.

Thank you.

Lew, I thought you were
gonna try to get some rest.

Yeah, I-I tried, but
it wasn't any good.

Not now anyway.

Uh, got anything yet?

No. Not yet Lew.

It's, uh... much too early.

Look, I'd like to help.

Uh... since Five-0 is
going to be pushing

the investigation,
I'd like to be here,

uh, work with you.

You shouldn't be working
anyplace right now, Lew.

Mr. McGarrett, I've got to
work, or I'm gonna go crazy.

Now, I know how
close you guys are,

and I don't blame
you if you don't want

any outsiders, but, uh...

I've got to have a temporary
assignment, at least

until you get something.
Please, Lew...

That's not the point. - Danny.

It's not the point.

You're not an outsider.

You're a cop, and a good cop.

But... But what? I
deserve to know that.

There's no place in a
homicide for emotion,

Lew, you know that.

I don't have to tell it to you.

I know my wife
was just murdered.

Nobody knows that
better than we do.

Five-O and HPD have
made this number-one priority.

Everything that can
be done has been done.

Now please, Lew...

I know how you must feel.

Come on.

Would you leave
it to us? Please.

Go home, get some rest.

I can't go home.

I can't go back there.

Lew, wait up, huh?

Steve, I'll take
him to my place.

When was the last time you
had something to eat, Lew?

Uh... No, thanks, Danny.

Come on, I'll make
you one of those

wild Spanish
omelets you like, huh?

No. Thanks, anyway, but, uh...

How about another drink?

Yep.

Let's see, I've got some old,
uh, something or other here.

Something or other will do.

Little water?

No, straight.

I think I'll have a beer.

I keep thinking about those
days when we were just kids.

Yeah. Ha. Good times, huh?

That last year we
played ball together.

Made the city playoffs

behind the hitting
of Lew Morgan.

I remember when everything
was going just great,

I went into a batting slump.

I was swinging just as hard

and hitting that
ball... just as hard...

but I couldn't buy a hit.

I've been in a slump ever
since I got out of school, and I...

I still can't figure out why.

Don't be so hard
on yourself, Lew.

Why not?

I don't have anyone
else to blame but me.

You remember how things...

were for me then.

Everything was
breaking just right.

Lots of fun, lots
of good laughs.

All wins.

I was on top.

I was alive.

Then I married Marj.

Tsk.

And I thought you
could go out and...

And, uh, win the world
like you win a ball game.

Hm.

Oh, boy.

Only it didn't, uh,
turn out that way.

I, uh... blamed
everyone but myself.

And then I ran out of people.

You've got a good career
going for you now, Lew.

Tsk.

Well, I thought that
when I first joined

the department, Danny.

Um... But I haven't
moved up in grade.

I... bust drunk drivers...

and occasionally
grab kids in a hot car.

The only thing I
had going for me...

was a woman...

who loved me.

And now...

And now...

Lew. Hey.

Hey, come on.

You're still the same guy

that used to win the ball games.

You had something special.

It wasn't just luck,
it wasn't an illusion.

It was there.

And it still is there.

One day you'll make it, Lew.

In the meantime...

if there's anything
I can do... just ask.

Danny, the one thing
I want right now...

Need now...

is to feel as though
I'm helping find

whoever... killed my wife.

Now, McGarrett refused me.

Maybe he wouldn't
refuse you if you ask.

Tsk.

You would ask
that, wouldn't you?

Okay. I'll talk to
Steve in the morning.

But for now... try
to get some sleep.

I'll get you some bedding.

Yeah, I would ask that.

Hey. What is this, man?

You tell us!

Listen. You guys arresting me?

What's going on?

He's clean.

You have no idea why?

No, no idea.

What's your name?

Lonnie Kahekili.

And I've never been busted once.

What are you doing here?

I'm visiting a friend.

In the middle of the night?

That's when I do my visiting.

Yeah. We'll find out.

Who gave you the key?

It was given to me.

Who gave it to you?

Tsk. The people
that own this house.

Who are they?

Lew Morgan, and his wife, Marj.

Get hold of Lew.

See if he knows our friend here.

Hey, wait a minute. Maybe
that's not a good idea.

I like it.

You better explain
why you don't like it.

This guy don't know
me, and I don't know him.

The friend I'm
talking about is, uh...

Marj.

McGARRETT: What's your name?

Lonnie Kahekili.

You're making this statement

of your own free will?

My own free will.

And you've been apprised

of your constitutional rights?

What do you do
for a living, Lonnie?

Whatever I can. Mostly hustling

the tourists on the beach.

How well did you
know Marjorie Morgan?

Very well.

Were you having an affair?

Yes. What you
haoles call an affair.

Did you kill her?

No, I didn't.

Why should I
believe you, Lonnie?

I don't know, I...

Except I didn't kill her.

How long has it been
since you've seen her?

About two weeks ago.

Why did you go by
the house tonight?

Well, she... cut things
off, and I thought

I'd get back together
with her again.

Just to patch things up.
How am I doing... so far?

So far you're doing fine,

for a number-one murder suspect.

Me?

You.

What about this other guy,
her number-one boyfriend?

Yeah? What about
him? What's his name?

I don't know.

McGARRETT: What
do you know about him?

Marj used to talk about him.

Yeah, she used to
tease me about this guy.

You know, it... Tsk.

It used to tear my insides up.

She was that kind of a chick.

And what kind of a
man are you, Lonnie?

The kind who
would kill her for it?

I told you, McGarrett,
I didn't do this.

I didn't kill this girl.

Hold him. Suspicion of murder.

In the name of the
father, and of the son,

and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Oh, God, by whose mercy

rest is given to the
souls of the faithful,

in your kindness,
bless this grave

and trust it to the care

of your holy
angel... and set free

from all the chains
of sin the soul

of her whose body
will lie here buried,

so that with all your saints

she may rejoice in you forever,

through Christ our Lord. Amen.

Dearest friends,

let us faithfully and
lovingly remember...

our sister,

whom God has taken to himself...

from the trials of this world.

Let us pray.

Almighty and most
merciful father...

How is Lew holding up?

Okay.

Bow down your ear
in pity to your servants

upon whom you have laid
the heavy burden of sorrow.

Take away out of their
hearts the spirit of rebellion,

and teach them...
Something's happened.

What is it?

Somebody walked
into the stakeout

at Lew's house last night.

A beach boy named
Lonnie Kahekili.

He was Marjorie
Morgan's boyfriend.

And trust into the
care of your holiness...

Steve, I knew Marj
almost as long as Lew.

She worshipped him.

When he was a hero.

But Lew changed and so did she.

I just can't believe it.

Their tears look
meekly up to you,

the God of all consolation,

through Christ our Lord, amen.

Think the beach
boy's our killer?

Right now he's just a suspect.

You don't think he's guilty?

No. I think Kahekili was
last month's boyfriend.

He was pushed
aside by this month's.

As yet unidentified.

In the name of the father,

and of the son, and
of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Do you know what
this is gonna do

to Lew when he finds out?

Something new in the case?

No, Lew. Nothing new.

Did you ask McGarrett
if I could help?

I didn't get a chance.

Come on, let's go.

Steve.

What do you got?

Fingerprint matches.

We know now who
our two John Does are.

The first one's Lonnie Kahekili.

His prints match one of the sets

we couldn't identify.

The second match just
came over the mainland wire,

complete with name and record.

Gary Oliver.

Male, Caucasian, 6'1", 185,

light hair, blue eyes, age 24.

Six arrests, three convictions.

Extortion, assault. Assault
with a deadly weapon.

One suspended sentence.

Eighteen months in
Illinois State Reformatory.

Two years in Joliet.

One very bad customer.

Prime suspect?

You bet he is. In spades.

You... You got a
local address there?

Yeah. 2915 Waino.

All right. Get ahold of Danno.

Tell him to meet
me there right away.

What do you got, Steve?

Guy who owns that second set

of John Doe prints lives

in that little gray
house just behind us.

He's dangerous,
Danno, be careful.

You take the back. I'll
take the front. Let's go.

Gary...

aren't you gonna
eat any breakfast?

Gary, look, now
you've got to tell me

what's bothering you.

Who is it?

McGarrett, Five-O. Open up.

Danno!

He went up the
alley. Get out an APB.

You've got his description?

I want an APB on Gary Oliver...

male, Caucasian, mid-20s,

weight around 170...
height around 6 feet.

He's wanted in
connection with the slaying

of Marjorie Morgan.

Last seen in an alley
behind Wynam and Kalama.

Central Dispatch to all units.

Central Dispatch to all units.

Wanted for questioning in
connection with a homicide,

Gary Oliver, also
known as Gerald Lobell,

male, Caucasian,
6'1", 180 pounds.

Light brown hair, blue eyes.

Suspect is believed to
be armed and dangerous.

Repeat, suspect is believed

to be armed and dangerous.

Last seen in the vicinity
of Kubio and Makala.

Central Dispatch to all units.

Central Dispatch to all units.

Wanted for questioning in
connection with a homicide.

Listen, I'm telling you,

I don't know
anything about Gary.

Now, I will swear to that.

You just came over
to cook breakfast, huh?

Tsk. Talking together
and being together

are two different things.

Believe me, I know.

Now, he's never told me
anything about himself.

Didn't mention a friend, a
place where he might go?

I never asked.

All of his friends
are... Are women.

You'd better not hurt him,
because he didn't do it.

Didn't do what?

Anything.

Whatever it is you
came here about.

Innocent people don't
jump out of windows, honey.

Man, when you have a
record you learn to jump!

Where were you Tuesday night?

With Gary.

Where, honey, where?

Right here.

And you were alone?

Yes, we were alone.

Okay. Come on.

Where?

Five-O headquarters,

so you can sign a sworn
statement to that effect.

What does that mean?

That means that if you're lying,

you're wide open
for a perjury charge.

And in a murder case

that can cost you ten years.

Murder?

Murder.

Ready?

Look, m... Maybe I was wrong.

Maybe it wasn't Tuesday.

Okay.

Don't change your address
unless you let me know.

This is gonna tear Lew in half.

He either hears it from
us or a TV broadcast.

Yeah. Come in.

Hi, Lew.

Lew.

You have something?

We think so, Lew.

Do you know a man by
the name of Gary Oliver?

No, who is he?

We thought he might
be a friend of yours.

No.

Then he must have
been a friend of your wife.

She never mentioned him.
Where'd she know him from?

We just thought you might know

where we could find him.

How does he figure into this?

We're not positive yet.

I didn't ask if you
were positive or not.

I want to know
what this guy Oliver

has to do with my wife.

He might have murdered her.

He didn't even know her.

Oh, he knew her.

What are you saying, McGarrett?

His fingerprints were
all over this house.

You mean Oliver and m...

My w-wife?

Lew... that's the way it was.

I'm sorry.

Wait a minute, Steve.
Wait a minute, huh?

You weren't just telling
him about Marj in there.

You were questioning him.

That's right, Danno.
That's my job.

You still think of him
as a suspect, don't you?

We're after a murderer, Danno.

If you were a suspect,
I'd treat you the same way,

and if I was a
suspect I'd expect you

to do the same thing.

He's got a perfect
alibi. He was on patrol.

Yeah, except
there's a hole in it.

The coroner set the
time of death at 2:45 a.m.

Now, I checked the logs.

Lew was cruising Coco Head.
He logged a report at 2:31,

and the next report
wasn't until 3:07.

That leaves 36 minutes.

Even so, that doesn't
prove opportunity.

No, but it doesn't establish

a solid alibi either.

If Lew knew about
his wife's lover... lovers

what do you think he'd do?

We've also checked out
all the beach hangouts...

but so far nothing.

Oliver must have gone
pretty far underground.

Yeah.

Come in.

Boss... there's a girl outside

who says she knows Gary Oliver.

How does she look, Jenny?

What?

What do you think?

Well, I think she's for real.

Okay, let's find out.

This is Gloria Warren.
Steve McGarrett.

Miss Warren. Sit down, please.

Thank you, Jenny.

You've got some
information on Gary Oliver?

Yeah, I, uh, read
the newspapers.

I know you're looking for him.

Uh...

I figured maybe there's
some way I can help.

Why?

Maybe if you catch
him, you'll put him away

for a long time.

You know, "Justice
triumphs," and all that. Hm.

He put me in the
hospital, and I figure

one good turn deserves another.

We, uh, used to go together,

if you call one fast
month going together.

I had a bank account.

When that was gone, so was he.

I found him though.
But by that time

he was grooving with
the late Mrs. Morgan.

And I tried to get him
to come back with me,

he figured I'd make
a good punching bag.

Next stop, emergency ward.

Where is he now?

I don't know. But you could ask

a certain Mrs. Hadwell.

Cara Hadwell, in Kahawa?

That's a... pretty
big league for Gary

to be playing in, isn't it?

When you get to be
her age, it doesn't matter

where your family
tree is rooted.

Thank you, uh, Miss... Warren.

Warren. Thank you.

You've been a big help. Ahem.

I was hoping I would be.

Leave your, uh, phone
number with the secretary

on the way out, will you?

Sure.

Anytime.

Mr. McGarrett has asked
me to leave my phone number.

Your phone number?

Gloria.

I know the name.

Warren.

Phone?

737-7913.

Hm.

Make sure he gets it, huh?

I certainly will.

What's going on?

Just watching for
the mailman, Steve.

Um... Anything new from HPD?

Nothing yet. But they
ask if you want to keep

the surveillance on
Kaneohe Bay area.

Absolutely, How about manpower?

Plenty of volunteers.

Good. Jenny, I'll be
back. Anything urgent,

get me on the car radio.

Yes, may I help you?

Steve McGarrett. Mrs.
Hadwell is expecting me.

Oh, yeah, Mr. McGarrett.

I'm sorry, Mrs.
Hadwell is not at home.

Well, I spoke to
her on the phone

less than an hour ago.

Oh, she was called
away. I'm sorry.

She asked me to extend to
you her deepest apologies.

Did she say when she'd return?

I'm sorry, she didn't say.

Have her call me
when she returns.

Uh, if it's not
too inconvenient.

Oh, yes, sir, I'll
certainly do that.

Who is it?

Miss Barnes.

Yes, who is it?

Police.

Show me something.

What do you want?

Hm.

Yeah, I was just
looking at this paper.

Take a good picture.

I already know about that.

What I don't know
is what do you want?

Relax, I just want to
ask a few questions.

Oh, man, I've answered
all the questions

I intend on answering,
so if you don't have...

Where do I find Oliver?

Honestly, I don't
know where he is.

I told the other cop that.

They don't ask questions
like I do. Where is he?

Man, please, I swear I
don't know where he is.

Believe me, he's not worth this.

I'd tell you if I knew.

Who would know?

Who would know?

No.

Except...

It's probably a woman.

You listen.

And you listen carefully.

If you see Oliver before I do...

you tell him Lew
Morgan is gonna kill him

just like he killed my wife.

You understand?

I understand.

Can I help you?

I sure hope so, honey.

Uh, perhaps you could
tell me what it was.

Oh, sure, honey.
Well, I'm Mrs. Shivley,

and I've got some information
about that fellow Oliver

you're looking for.

Now, who can I talk to?

Mrs. Shivley.

I'm Dan Williams, this
is, uh, Chin Ho Kelly.

Hi. Hi.

Want to come this
way, please? Uh-huh.

Here, have a seat.

Thank you.

What did you say his name was?

Chin Ho Kelly.

Oh, funny, you don't look Irish.

Of course, Ronald
didn't look Greek either.

Ronald was my first husband.

Uh, pardon?

Well, have you found him?

Who?

That rat, Oliver.

He should be behind
bars, that's where.

You are talking about
Gary Oliver, aren't you?

Of course I am. He's been
in all the papers, hasn't he?

Yes, he has.

What exactly was your
relationship with him?

Now, what kind of
a question is that?

I understand cops have
to know personal things,

but there's a limit after all.

Well, what I meant was...

how well did you know him?

Real well, I tell you.

Oh, until I found out
about him, of course.

Of course. Have you
seen him recently?

Not since I broke
our engagement.

I told him, I said, "Oliver,
I don't ever wanna see

your ugly face around me again."

Did you, uh, always
call him by his last name?

No, not always. Sometimes
I called him worse than that.

Well, thank you very
much, Mrs. Shivley.

I want to pick him out
of a lineup, you know.

I wish you had him in a lineup.

Yeah, we do too.

Thank you very much.
You've been a great help.

Heh. He was a
wild one, I tell you.

And crazy about me, heh.
Just wouldn't leave me alone.

Of course, Ronald
was that same way.

Excuse me.

Yes, Elise.

Who?

Oh, put her on.

Williams speaking.

Yes, I remember you.

When?

Okay, we'll take care of it.

Yes.

Annette Barnes, all upset.

Lew just paid her a visit.

Goodbye, Mrs. Shivley.

My pleasure, officer.

You know, I've
decided to tell you

everything after all.

All right, I'm coming.

Oh, Danny. Come on in.

Uh, you want an ice
cube in there? No.

What did you buy that
shortwave radio for?

Company.

Something's wrong, what is it?

We just got a call
from Oliver's girlfriend.

Said she was
roughed up by a cop.

Cop named Lew Morgan.

She's lying.

You didn't question her?

I questioned her, but
I didn't rough her up.

If Steve had taken that call,
you'd be on suspension...

Yeah, but he didn't, did he?

Right?!

You did.

Oh, Lew. Don't you try

to use our friendship.

You understand? Not like this.

When McGarrett gets
back I'll give him a full report.

Oh, just like that,
huh...? Just like that!

Lew, I wanna help.

Help.

And why can't I be
on this case then?

Oh, come on, will you?

You know better than that.

This whole Oliver incident

just goes to show
that Steve was right.

Right, right, right.

Everybody in the world
is right but Lew Morgan.

Oliver was messing
around with my wife,

and he killed her, Danny.

And you... You're
asking me to walk around

this empty apartment
and do what?

Wash dirty socks or watch

some quiz show on television.

Thanks for the help, Danny.

Lew, I just wish you...

I'm not gonna listen
to you anymore.

From now on I gotta help myself,

do you understand that?

What does that mean?

I asked you a question.

You got a right
to your question.

I got a right to my answers.

Huh.

What's the radio really
for, huh? Besides company.

You trying to get
to Oliver before...

Even if I wanted to.
Even if I wanted to!

What chance has
some small off-duty cop

got with your big Five-O unit?

Oh, Lew, will you? Don't
let this happen to you!

You tell your
buddy, McGarrett...!

You give him my best, will you?

When you turn
that report in on me.

And you get out of here!

Okay, Lew.

If you're smart,
you'll get out of here.

Gloria, I need your help.

Oh. Heh. The last
time you said that,

I ended up in a hospital.

Oh, look, baby,
I'm sorry about that.

I-I... I was so strung
out in my head.

I-I had things on my mind.

Yeah, named Marjorie Morgan.

Oh, you must think I'm an idiot.

Oh, look, baby,
if I'd thought that,

I wouldn't have come here. Hm.

You came here
because you haven't got

anywhere else to go.

Maybe you're right.

Oh, baby. There's
nobody else I can trust.

Nobody I meant enough to.

Oh, you're disgusting.

Look... you lie
so much you don't

even realize when you're lying.

Oh, baby. But I do.

Oh, listen. Why don't you
just tell me what you want.

I need some bread. I've
got to get off this rock.

How much?

Three bills will do it. Yeah.

Why don't you ask
the rich Mrs. Hadwell?

I already did. She
turned me down.

But, baby, if you don't
help me, I'm dead.

I'll have to cash a check.

Gloria?

Who are you?

My name is Morgan.

Lew Morgan.

Oh. Hey.

Look, man, I-I didn't kill her.

She's dead because of you.

Oh.

No, man. I swear.

I didn't kill her.

I didn't say you did.

I said she's dead
because of you.

May I speak to
Mr. McGarrett, please?

Every cop on this
island has been working

overtime to help you,

and you just kicked every
one of them in the teeth.

Now, they'll have to work

double-time to try
to prove to the public

that they're not all
a bunch of killers

hiding behind a badge.

Hey, look, I'm
sorry... Book him!

I know it doesn't make
any difference now,

Danny, but I am sorry.

I guess I went a little crazy.

She called me.

All I could think about
was making the arrest.

I went over there. He was
standing there looking at me,

laughing at me, taunting me.

And the next thing I knew,
the gun was in my hand,

and I was pulling the trigger.

I'm not asking for
sympathy, Danny.

I did what I did, and
if I have to spend

the rest of my life
in prison, well...

Shut up, Lew. Just shut up.

I meant every word of it, Danny.

I deserve the maximum sentence.

I don't know, Lew, maybe you do.

But the charge will probably be

second-degree murder, not first.

And probably some
very smart lawyer

will be able to plead
temporary insanity

under the conditions.

But even if you only get
a couple of years, Lew...

such a waste.

Such a terrible, useless waste.

Yes, Jenny?

Mrs. Hadwell to see you.

Yeah, send her in.

Send her in.

Mrs. Hadwell.

Mrs. Hadwell... I'm
Steve McGarrett.

How do you do?
Mr. Danny Williams.

Hello. Won't you
sit down, please.

Thank you.

What can we do for you?

I have postponed
coming to see you

ever since Gary
Oliver was killed.

I'm here now, Mr. McGarrett,

not because I'm a
courageous woman.

If I were, I would
have spoken to you

the day you came to my house.

I could have prevented
Gary Oliver from being killed.

Yeah, how's that?

Gary came to me asking for help,

just before you arrived.

He said if Lew
Morgan didn't kill him,

the police would.

The police? Yes.

I knew if I helped
him I'd be implicated,

so I refused him.

I don't understand,
Mrs. Hadwell.

The responsibility
for Oliver's death

was Lew Morgan's, not yours.

No. I'm afraid it is mine.

You see, Gary didn't
kill Mrs. Morgan.

But I was the only
person who could prove it.

What do you mean?

Gary was with me the
night Mrs. Morgan was killed.

Until what time?

Until the next morning.

And so I knew Gary was innocent,

because he was
with me all that night.

McGARRETT: Are you
willing to testify to that in court?

Yes, I am.

You wanna add anything, Lew?

They had it coming.

Both of them.

Do you admit you killed them?

I want you to understand
something, Lew.

You'll no longer be a
grief-stricken husband

throwing himself on the
mercy of a sympathetic jury.

You knew about
Oliver and your wife,

and you planned to kill them.

That makes it premeditated.

With Oliver's record,
he was the perfect patsy.

No one would believe
he was innocent.

And with your badge,
you were the perfect killer.

No one would ever
believe you were guilty.

Not until now.

When you leave this office,

I'm gonna call the
district attorney...

and the charge is
gonna be changed...

from one count of
second-degree murder

to two counts of
first-degree murder,

Do you understand that?

They deserved it.

Take him, Kemo.

I'm sorry, Danny.

I've been a loser all the way.

Even with my friends.