Law & Order (1990–2010): Season 20, Episode 11 - Fed - full transcript

Lupo and Bernard discover that a murdered member of a progressive community activist group may have been a conservative trying to expose the group's wrongdoings. Meanwhile, Van Buren gets bad news from former detective Rey Curtis.

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In the criminal justice system

the people are represented by two
separate yet equally important groups,

the police who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Change only happens
when you vote.

But first, you have to register.

I don't have time for this.

It doesn't matter if you
have a criminal record.

What did you say?


On that note...

Come on, it's barely 6:00.

I saw some houses
down by that old landfill.

Sorry, I'm beat.

I'll take the ferry
back into the city.

That's the problem
with you, John.

You're just not
dedicated enough.

Street cleaner found him. Delaware
plates, come back to a Nicholas Landy.


"FED". Somebody wants us to know
this guy worked for the government.

There's white gravel
in the tire treads.

That's not from around here.

Got a tarp here
covered in blood.

Could've been used
to transport the body.

As a dumpsite, this
hardly qualifies as remote.

Yeah, but Lupes,

look down here.

Federal Reserve Bank.

This little scene was staged by
somebody with a big one for Uncle Sam.

Time of death is between
7:00 and 10:00 last night.

I found multiple contusions,

broken rib, broken jaw, all
inflicted within a half-hour period.

Your basic blunt-force
trauma party.

These marks.

He was choked out.

Yeah. Someone with big hands.

The inscription on his chest is in
ink, consistent with a black marker.

What is this crud in his hair?


The crud might have been on
the floor where he was killed.

Any time you want to switch
jobs, Detective, you let me know.

Fingerprints trace back to
a James Landy of Delaware.

He has a disorderly
conduct in Milford from 2004.

The car's in his father's name,

and no record he ever worked
for the federal government.


The SUV's E-ZPass has it leaving
Staten Island at 9:30 last night.

It could've been Landy
driving the car or his killer.

Can't tell from the
toll booth camera.

He has iron oxide in his hair.

That's probably
from the crime scene.

It's a chemical used in
explosives, in cosmetics...

And 100 other things. Have you
contacted Mr. Landy's next of kin?

His father is deceased
as of last year.

Mother lives in
Arizona with his sister.

The local authorities
are contacting them.

Well, we won't release
his name until that's done.

We got his last
known in Red Hook.

Well, get over there.
1PP's talking to the FBI.

Landy may have worked for
the government off the radar.

You want to help?

Get me some answers.

He'd only been
here a few months.

Right, Eddie?

Did you ever see
him with anybody?

Oh, last night, there
was this girl, a black girl.

I was on my way out to get
some yogurt, and she was outside

trying to buzz Jim
from downstairs.

A black girl. What
time was this?

A little before 10:00, maybe.

What did she look like?

She was nice-looking.

Except her right hand was
balled up like this, in a fist.


Found a laptop
cord but no laptop.

Otherwise, nothing out of place.

Nothing here really to steal
unless you're a bookworm.

Clinton's Memoirs,

History of the Chicago Seven.

Landy was a political junkie.

He put his money
where his mouth was.

Pay stub from the Rights
Alliance Foundation.

Some idiot looking
to whack a fed

killed a community
organizer instead.

This is unbelievable.

Jim was only with
us since the fall,

but in the three years I've
been running this office,

we've never had a
person with more passion.

He was the star of our
voter registration beat.

Did you speak
with him yesterday?

I didn't.

He was in the field all day.

Staten Island, Bay Terrace.

He was going door to
door with John Munson.

Till what time? Late, I think.

Mrs. Owens, has the Rights Alliance
been receiving any threats lately?

Besides the usual partisan
threats to cut off our funding?

No. Why?

Jim had this
scrawled on his chest.

Oh, my God.

Is there a reason why
anyone would think

he worked for the
federal government?

I can't imagine how.

We tell our employees
to identify themselves

up-front as being
from a nonprofit.

This is bad.

Well, for the time being,
tell your people to be careful,

work in pairs and only
during daylight hours, okay?

We'll be in touch. Thanks.

I can't believe it. I should never
have let him go off on his own.

Go off on his own,
where, Mr. Munson?

Down by Richmond Valley.

If there was even one
unregistered citizen out there,

Jim was up for the hunt.

We hear he was passionate.

How'd that go over
with the citizens?

He could be pretty aggro, yeah.

He said he learned the hard sell

as a student volunteer
for the Obama campaign.

Hey, are we like targets, now?

Should we be carrying
pepper spray or something?

My guess, you're
pretty safe here.

Just mind the Jack Russells.

He came by
yesterday, around 7:00.

Told him I don't vote.

Only group I support
is my food co-op.

And ELF.

The eco-terrorists?

You have their
sticker on your car.

Ah, that's been
there five years.

I put a few nails into trees.

But when they started
blowing up boats, they lost me.

We heard Mr. Landy wasn't the type
to give up on an unregistered voter.

Look, I gave him an organic
apple and he went away. Okay?

This white gravel,

you know where it comes from?

Yeah. Jerry Ganz
down the street.

He just put in a new driveway.

He'll love hearing from you two.

You're trespassing.

We'll be out of your
hair in a minute.

Did you talk to
this guy yesterday?


Weird, because he
hit the four houses

on this side of the
street right before yours.

Get it straight.

I don't have to submit to
interrogations by Big Brother.

Mr. Ganz, this man turned up
dead shortly after paying you a visit.

Two minutes and
we'll be out of here.

You got five seconds
to get off my property.

That rat poison?


Kill a lot of people with that.

In the hands of an
anti-government activist,

possession of
that amount of toxin

falls under the terrorism laws.

Who do you think you are?

Big Brother.

And you're under arrest.

Your problems with
authority go back a ways.

In '99 you assaulted
an EPA inspector

who was trying to run a
groundwater test on your property.

He was trespassing, same as you.

Just give us an alibi and you can
get back to the fortress of solitude.

I don't answer to a
couple of Obamabots.


Hold on.

It's a message from the boss.

After we book you for
possession of a chemical weapon,

we get a warrant and go
through all your personals.

I spoke to the guy, okay?

I told him voting is an endorsement
of the system that violates our freedom.

And what did Mr. Landy
have to say to that?

He started arguing with me.

The usual liberal claptrap.

Then he dropped his bag.
This video-camera tumbles out.

Red light was on.

He was videotaping you?

I said I was getting my gun.

He grabbed his
stuff and beat it.

And what did you do?

I made dinner for my
wife. Now, can I go?



So Landy was
making secret videos.

Of the wrong people.

Mr. Ganz is a member
of Patriot Rangers,

a libertarian group, active in
those Tea Parties last summer.

Do we know if Landy
actually owned a camera?

Yeah, we found a manual for
one at his place, but no camera.

What do you want us
to do with Mr. Ganz?

Kick him back to Staten Island,

let them hold him for
the terrorism charge.

As for Mr. Landy, see if
the Rights Alliance knows

he was moonlighting
as Michael Moore.


Courtney Owens at
the Rights Alliance.

She says she didn't know about
Landy's videotaping. But check this out.

I had the Milford
Delaware Police fax over

his disorderly conduct
arrest report from 2004.

This doesn't make any sense.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

I want everyone outside. Grab
your vests. We got a situation.

Lieutenant, we got
something on Landy.

Later. You come with me.

Free Jerry! Free
Jerry! Free Jerry!

Looks like Jerry's kids
brought their popguns.

What do you want
us to do, arrest them?

This prisoner

is being transported
to Staten Island.

Anyone who interferes
will be arrested.

Anyone who so much as reaches
for a weapon is a dead man.

Now, those of you
carrying a weapon,

you are in violation of
Administrative Code 10303.

You got 30 seconds to get
them back in their carrying cases

and into your vehicles, or you will
be booked for reckless endangerment.


what was that about Mr. Landy?

He was arrested in
2004 for picketing outside

a poverty law
clinic in Delaware.

The arresting report says he
was co-chairman of his campus

Bush Re-election Committee.

From militant conservative to
bleeding heart community organizer?

Sounds like a stretch. Well...

If we figure out which one he really
was, it might tell us who killed him.

Jimmy and I, we shared
a dorm room in junior year.

He was a great guy.

When was the last
time you saw him?

A couple of weeks ago.

He told me to
come over any time.

He kept a key in the stairwell,
said I could let myself in.

Jimmy was a...
He was a real bro.

Key in the stairwell.

What about his politics? We
heard he was active on campus.

He was conservative.

He had Fox on 24/7.

Any chance he
mellowed since college?

No. He hated liberals.

Once he, uh, he got the
student paper to interview

this Iraq War vet
turned peacenik.

The editor ran it, comes back

the vet's just a
bum Jimmy paid off.

He punked the paper.

They had to run an apology.

Would it surprise you to learn he
was working for the Rights Alliance?

You're kidding. Jimmy thought
they were a bunch of socialists.

He say anything
about punking them?


But he did say he was
working on something.

He wouldn't tell me what.


Say Landy was shooting some secret
video to make the Rights Alliance look bad.

He's killed, his
camera goes missing.

Yeah, plus his
apartment is cleaned out.

No flash cards, no
videos, no laptop.

We have the girl who was
let into Landy's building.

If she knew where
he stashed a key,

she might have
taken all that material.

Landy was worked
over for half an hour,

maybe to find out
where he kept his videos,

how to gain access to his place.

If he was punking
the Rights Alliance,

I'm guessing the girl and
the killer work for them.


The night Landy was killed,

he got two calls from
the Rights Alliance office,

the second one at 7:16.

Odds are whoever called him from the
Rights Alliance knows something about this.

Those calls were probably
about the next day's assignments.

And who's in charge of that?

Whoever's around.


Excuse me.

A brace, for carpal
tunnel syndrome.

The lady who let the
girl up to Landy's place

said she had her hand balled up.

Who sits here?

Courtney's assistant, Marissa.

She's in the break room.

Sure, I was at his
building that night.

That lady let me in. I knocked
on his door but he didn't answer.

Why were you there?

Um, Courtney had me stop
by on my way home because

Jim forgot to turn in
his registration forms.

I'm sorry.

Oh! I'm really
freaked out about this.

We understand, Marissa. So...

You never made it
into his apartment?

No, as I said I knocked on
his door, and he wasn't there.

Did you talk to him that night?


Did he talk to you
about his politics?

His politics were progressive,
same as everybody here.

Did he tell you he worked for the
Bush re-election campaign in '04?



People can change
their minds, right?

Anyway I mostly just
answer Courtney's phones,

so I didn't have
much contact with him.


It's Courtney.

My break is over.

Of course, Chief.

As soon as anything
breaks, I'll call you.

Yeah, I'm running out of ways to tell
the Chief of D's we don't know squat.

Tell me you got something
on this girl, Marissa.

Her prints weren't
in Landy's place.

But the key Landy left
in the stairwell is missing,

so we can't rule her out either.

There. Her phone
activity is hinky.

She got a call from a
Rights Alliance cell at 9:40,

just before she went
up to Landy's place.

From who?

We don't know, but look here,

and you'll see who Marissa
called the next morning.

Red Hook Video Services.

I found a couple of charges
from them on Landy's Visa.

Van Buren.


What a surprise.

Hold on.

The video place, right?

So, how've you
been? Are you in town?

Oh, no.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

This Friday?


You know, I don't
know if I can get away.

But give me the address.

No, no, no. I want to be
there. It's just that, uh...

Well, there's...

There's been a lot going on.

I will.

I will.

You, too.

And again,

I'm so sorry.

All right.


Two flashcards, eight gigs
each, dropped off by a Jim Landy.

He wanted us to
enhance the audio.

Um, the girl said
she worked for him,

she wanted to send
someone by to pick it up.

Did someone come by?

Roberto, a big Hispanic
guy, and paid cash.

When he was in here,
did he touch anything?

He was leaning on
the counter, right there.

All right, we'll send somebody
down here to dust for prints.

Do you know what
was on the video?

Uh, people in
an office, talking,

looked like candid camera stuff.

You transferred it to your
equipment to work on the audio, right?


Those files will still
be on there, yeah?


There are 13 Pasta Plate
franchises in Lower Manhattan.

Every franchisee
is a white male.

Not exactly representative
of the surrounding community.

If Pasta Plate's not being
a good corporate citizen,

maybe they need a push.

What if somebody found something
in the lasagna that shouldn't be there?

Like what? How about a condom?

That would be hysterical.

If the Rights Alliance
makes a big stink,

Pasta Plate will do
anything to shut us up.

We can make them give three
franchises to people we choose.


Landy was talking them
into committing extortion.

That's how he was going
to punk the Rights Alliance.

If this video gets out, Marissa here is
out of a job and in some legal trouble.

And if she found out
he was taping her,

she'd want to shut him
down to get this video.

Mmm-hmm. She had help.

We found prints
at the video place

belonging to another
Rights Alliance employee,

Arturo Ramirez.

He was arrested a
few times at Rights

Alliance pickets for
trespassing and assault.

Prime candidate
for killing Landy.

You know, the material
they found in Landy's hair...

Iron oxide.

It's used as a pigment in paint.

And look at this,

this address on Staten Island

where Ramirez was arrested for
unlawful assembly six months ago...

Now, there used to be
a big paint factory there.


It went bust last spring.

Lupes! Got some
dried blood back here.

These look like drag marks.

Footprints here.

They look bigger than
mine and I wear an 11.

Whoever dragged this body
out has some serious boats.

We're going to need these
signs at the picket location

tomorrow 7:00 a.m. sharp

Arturo Ramirez?

Who's asking?


You're under arrest for
murder. You know the drill.

Marissa Rumstead, you're
under arrest for murder. Stand up.

Oh, my God.

This is a mistake.
Marissa, don't worry.

We'll get Davis Webb involved.

Mrs. Owens, step back, please.

You think we don't
know what this is about?

We've protested police brutality
and this is the NYPD's revenge.

It's a frame job.

No justice, no peace.

Great. Now everybody hates us.

No justice, no peace!
No justice, no peace!

If the Rights Alliance
makes a big stink,

Pasta Plate will do
anything to shut us up.

We can make them give three
franchises to people we choose.

I'm just as horrified
as you are, Jack.

But this is not a
motive for murder.

Davis, she's on tape hatching a blackmail
scheme that could land her in jail.

That's motive enough.

You can't take that
video at face value.

It's just kids messing
around, blowing off steam.

No matter, they're fired. We'll issue
new guidelines, new training procedures...

Davis, I appreciate your coming
in to defend your organization.

It's not just an
abstract defense.


I can confirm that Marissa
was at Jim's apartment

on my instructions to
pick up registration forms.

As far as Arturo, I sent him
to SoHo at 7:00 to leaflet.

Jack, I'm just asking you
not to rush to judgment here.

The Rights Alliance has worked
across party lines for 20 years.

Why put those good
works into jeopardy

over a few dumb kids
on some ambush video?

Davis, the chips will
fall where they fall.

Thanks for coming in.

Mrs. Owens.

A few dumb kids?
He's kidding, right?

The Rights Alliance has
a legacy worth protecting.

Predatory lending reform,
housing, minimum wage.

No one's disputing that.

So let's go the extra mile
before we blow it all up.

What about this Patriot
Ranger, Jerry Ganz?

Didn't he threaten
Landy with a gun?

If you're asking
if the police have

eliminated him as a
suspect, the answer's no.

Say no more.

Bad news, Jerry. Guess what
we found in your composter.

Okay, so I grabbed the
camera away from the jackass.

Then he took off.
But I never hurt him.

Then why lie to us
about the camera?

Only because when I
read someone killed him

I knew how this would look.

I am not the type the government

usually gives the
benefit of the doubt.

Excuse me. Yeah?

Sorry, wrong answer.

So try again, Jerry.

The lab examined
his shoes, his clothes.

No blood, no fluids, there's nothing
linking him to Landy or the paint factory.

And nothing eliminating
him as a suspect.

Finding the camera
complicates matters.

We can't kick Ganz, but
we still can't charge him.

Well, pardon my
detectives for doing their job.

And by the way, we already
have two murder suspects.

Good ones.

Not good enough.

Exactly what do
you want from us?



Mr. Cutter, exactly how long
have you been an A.D.A.?

Since when do you
get evidentiary clarity

in a murder case handed
to you on a silver platter?

I think we're done
here for today.

Hey, I want you
to have the lab take

another run at matching
those footprints to Ganz.

Loo, you've got to see this.

CCS salvaged some of the data

from the memory card
from Landy's camera.

It's all from the
night he was killed.

This clip's from 7:16 p.m.
He's driving in his SUV.

Hello? Courtney, hey.

I already talked to Marissa.

I have one last area to hit
and then I'm going home.

I can meet with Arturo tomorrow.

Why tonight?
What's the big deal?

If you really want me to, fine.

Good night.


Courtney Owens said she
never spoke to him that night.

And here she is, calling him.

And sending him to
meet Arturo Ramirez.

Talk to Mrs. Owens' family.

Find out what she
was up to that night.

I'll fill out a 49
for Mike Cutter.


Hey, Loo.

I'm so sorry about Deborah.


It means a lot, you being here.


Your daughters are so beautiful.

So, how you doing, old friend?

A day at a time.

How about you?
Morris said that, uh,

he heard you were sick.

It's just rotten
luck all around.

Listen, my girls and I are going
to my sister-in-law's in Hempstead

for a little reception,
if you want to join us.

Oh, I'd love to. But
I need to get back.


If you could spare
a few minutes,

it'd be a shame not to catch up.


I'd like that.

After 10 years, Deborah
couldn't fight it anymore.

The MS just completely
overwhelmed her.

She died at home, in my arms.

So what's next?

You heading back to California?


Girls love it, and
the job is good.

But Deborah's from the Island,

so it made sense to bury
her here with her folks.

We're losing a
lot of people, Loo.

I talked to Lennie a
few days before the end,

and he was still cracking jokes.

Good old Lennie.

But Deborah...

In the end,

my girl,

she tried to be brave.

But it was bad.

It was bad.

Courtney didn't
get home until late.

I think she was at the office.

You used to work at the Rights
Alliance with your wife, Mr. Owens?

Yes. I was in
accounting for 12 years.

Let me tell you, the view's
better in the private sector.

Did you know Jim Landy?

No. I think he started
just as I was leaving.

Did your wife say
anything about him

when she came home
that night he was killed?

Truth is, I was asleep
when she got in.

We didn't talk.

Now, is there anything else?

You're right, the
view is better here.

From accounting to PR.

How'd you swing that?

What do you mean?


It's just an interesting
career change.

Well, that's what
it is, interesting.

Now, I really need
to get back to work.

Courtney Owens' husband was a
bookkeeper with the Rights Alliance.

Then three weeks ago, he's
reborn as a public relations executive,

a job he has no background for.

That's a move I'd like to learn.

Well, no doubt it helped
that the PR firm has

a million dollar account
with the Rights Alliance.

So, his wife was pulling a few
strings. That's not so unusual.

But this is. A month before
he left the Rights Alliance,

the man started
buying municipal bonds.

In three weeks, he bought
just over $500,000 worth.

On a bookkeeper's salary?

Where did the money come from?

Well, over the same three weeks,

the Rights Alliance's
special projects fund

shows an unexplained
debit of $500,000.

He was embezzling.

And maybe somebody,
his wife Courtney,

found out what he was up to,

and got him out of the
door before anyone else

at the Rights
Alliance could trip to it.

Or she was in on
the embezzlement.

All fine and good,
but Landy's murder?

We found evidence Courtney
called Landy the night he was killed.

Evidence she sent him
to meet Arturo Ramirez.

Of course. She was
worried that whatever scandal

Landy's video would generate

wouldn't stop at the
Pasta Plate extortion.

That it would eventually expose
her husband's embezzlement.

So, another murder
suspect. Courtney Owens.

I hope you've at least eliminated
Jerry Ganz from the running.

Not quite.

The police found Landy's
camera hidden on Ganz's property,

and he had access
to the murder scene.

So, the list of suspects
just keeps growing,

and we have no
definite proof of anything.

Somebody say something.

This is not a
simple murder, Jack.

Then sort it out, all of
you, or find people who can.

I had to take work home
but didn't have my flash drive,

so I borrowed
Jim's from his desk.

That's when I found
the video he made.

Did you tell anyone?

Yes, Courtney, and she freaked.

She said we had to get
his videos or we'd go to jail.

She told me to tell Jim to
meet Arturo at the paint factory.

Just tell him some story that
there were squatters there,

and they needed to register.

Jim didn't want to go,
so Courtney called him.

What did you do?

Courtney told me to
meet Arturo at Jim's place.

He called and told me
how to get into Jim's place,

and where to find
these memory cards.

Did Arturo tell
you he killed Jim?


But I didn't know
anything about it

until the cops showed
up at the Rights Alliance.

Marissa, unless you
tell us everything...

I am!

I don't know anything
about this murder.

I swear.

So, what, the chemical from the
paint factory was on my shoes?

I was picketing
there six months ago.

As far as Marissa saying that I
called her about Landy's videos?

She's lying.

I called her 'cause I'm...

I wanted to hit that.

We also have you picking up
Landy's videos the day after his murder.

You know dumping Landy's body,

making us think it was
some anti-government nut,

that put us off the trail
for maybe five minutes.

But now you're
in our crosshairs.

Either you roll on Courtney, or
you take the weight for everything.

No, see, you got nothing.

Just proof I picked up
some dead guy's videos,

which I paid for.

You want to nail me for that,

go crazy.

He dodged the security cameras
on the ferries and bridges.

What about his cell
phone call to Marissa,

tell me it bounced off a
tower on Staten Island.

No, Brooklyn. He was
already across the bridge.

But this is weird.

Ramirez made 26 calls
in the last six months

from a location near JFK,

always on Tuesdays
and Thursdays,

and always in the early evening.

Calls to who?

Different people. It's
the pattern that sticks out.

Pinpoint the exact location. If
it's inside the JFK's security ring,

there'll be video.

All the calls were made in proximity
to the Vanguard Airport Hotel.

Here is Mr. Ramirez
sitting behind the wheel,

on October 2, 5:29 p.m.

What's he doing there?

Stay tuned.

Davis Webb.

And this was a minute later.

Courtney Owens.

The front desk said that she
and Mr. Webb have been regulars

twice a week for the
past eight months.

An affair, just what
this case needed.

It appears to be over.

The front desk said they
stopped coming six weeks ago.

Six weeks is when
Courtney's husband

started taking money
out of the Rights Alliance.

Right. I don't think
he was taking it

so much as someone was giving
it to him to keep his mouth shut.

Courtney's husband
found out about the affair.

Webb paid him off with
the Rights Alliance money,

found him a cushy job.

Webb's married. The head
of a national organization,

a guy with political ambitions.

So, this is the real scandal they were
afraid Landy's video would unravel.

They killed him to cover-up
the cover-up of their affair.

Just how many layers
does this onion have?

It all comes down to Davis Webb.

He had the most to lose.

Ramirez was his gofer.

If anyone gave the order to
get rid of Landy, it's Webb.

Then what are you waiting for?

If you have the
evidence, charge him.

I see.

And what's with our
favorite Patriot Ranger?

Ganz is refusing to post bail,

and his lawyer keeps squawking
about malicious prosecution.

Despite the fact that
his client lied to the police

and destroyed evidence.

There's the problem right there.

If you can argue Ganz
is the killer one minute,

and Webb the next, so can they.

They can point at each other

and create reasonable doubt.

Oh, that's great,
more good news.

Davis Webb on behalf
of the Rights Alliance

just hit us with a
motion to suppress.

Deal with it. I have to attend
a panel on violent crime.

It would be nice if
we were solving it

instead of just
talking about it.

In 2008, New York City was
the safest big city in the nation.

There are still areas
where we can do better.

And with your help, we will.

I have time for a few questions.


I would like you to address your office's
naked contempt for the Rights Alliance.

You've arrested two employees,
you're harassing others.

We have no such contempt.

I've worked with the Rights
Alliance in the past and hope to again.


You're letting socialist
scum get away with murder

while an innocent
patriot rots in jail.

I won't comment on an
ongoing investigation.

You're just going to
stand there and tell us

you don't owe any
of us an explanation?

You're the one that
should be investigated.

Thanks for your time. - Tyrant!

Free Jerry! Free Jerry!

No Justice, no peace!
No Justice, no peace!

I was like a
corncob in a pigsty.

They all wanted a piece of me.

Oh, don't tell me you're afraid
of a little democracy in action.

I wouldn't have
minded it so much

if it wasn't all our
own damn fault.

We're twisting in the wind
with multiple suspects.

And the police haven't
closed the loop on anyone.

I don't decide who
to prosecute, you do.

You have to set the
table for us, Lieutenant.

That's how this works.

I'm going to tell you exactly
how this works, Mr. McCoy.

You and your whole office...

I have to get back.

I didn't tell Marissa to call
Jim. I didn't tell her anything.

She's lying.

She's a desperate girl.

We have the tape
of your call to Jim,

the one where you
told him to meet Arturo.

To meet him in SoHo, to
drop off his registration forms.

He never showed up. That's why
I sent Marissa to his apartment.

But you said you
never talked to Jim.

I remembered the
call after I spoke to you.

I didn't think it mattered.

Look, Mrs. Owens, we get that
killing Landy wasn't your idea.

We get that you want
to protect Davis Webb.

I'm not protecting anybody.

This whole mess is going
to fall on you or on Mr. Webb.

That affair is over.

I'm back with my husband now.

I'm not protecting Davis Webb.

I have no reason to.

Give me and Mrs. Owens a second.

Mrs. Owens, when
my detectives came

to pick you up at
from your office,

had you just come from
some special occasion?


Were you going somewhere
special after work?

No. Just home.

Just home to your husband?

Well, he has a
dinner with clients.

And these, uh...

These stockings
you're wearing...

They're not your
everyday gear, are they?

I don't know. I...

They're expensive.

They're sexy.

You're still seeing
him, aren't you?

Davis Webb?

No, that's over. It was nothing.

You're still in love with him.

What kind of promises
did he make you?

He say he was going
to leave his wife?

He says he just
needs a little more time.

Don't give me that look.

You don't know how
it is with us, okay?


I'll tell you what I do know.

When this is done,

you'll be in jail,
he'll be with her.

No, he won't.

Davis loves me.

If it comes to that,
he'll stand by me.

I know it.

Then prove it.

Prove it to yourself.

You know, whatever
you needed to tell me

it could've waited until
we met at the hotel.

We can't go on like this, Davis.

Not with Marissa
and Arturo still in jail...

The Rights Alliance is
covering their legal expenses.

The case against
them is garbage.

They'll be okay.

I'm just really scared.

Everything's going to
blow over, I promise.

When it does,

do you think we can finally
get that place together?

Down the line? Absolutely.

I just want the kids
out of the house first.

They're saying...

They're telling me that
you told Arturo to kill Jim.

I don't want to believe it.

Don't believe it. It's a lie.

Why did he do it?

You know Arturo.
He's a loose cannon.

Well, you must have
told him something.

I told him we had a problem
that needed to be cleaned up,

and he had to do
what was needed.

Do what was needed?

How could you tell a
guy like Arturo that?

What does it matter?

Arturo knows how to
keep his mouth shut.

Come here.

I'll meet you at the hotel.

What does it matter?

Arturo knows how to
keep his mouth shut.

Come here.

I'll meet you at the hotel.

Here's what happens
next, Mr. Webb.

My detectives and Ms. Rubirosa
are meeting with Arturo Ramirez.

They'll play him this tape, especially
the parts where you implicate him.

Loyal as he is, my
guess, he won't take it well.

Whoever sings first,
Mr. Webb, gets the nicer cage.

Twenty years I spent
building this organization.

What was I supposed to do?
Let some right-wing hack...

Come in.

Mr. McCoy.

What can I do for you?

You've already done a lot.

We have pleas from Davis
Webb and Arturo Ramirez.

Deals for Courtney Owens

and Marissa Rumstead
are already in the works.

And Jerry Ganz has agreed
to five years’ probation

on charges of robbery
and obstruction.

A fair day's work.


I'm sorry I suggested

you and your detectives
had let me down in any way.

I was wrong.

Apology accepted.

Excuse me.


Okay, I'll be right down.

That's my ride.

Frank, I don't know
if I'm going to make it.


It's going to be all right.

It's going to be all right.