Major Crimes (2012–2018): Season 4, Episode 8 - Hostage of Fortune - full transcript

Mom, Dad, they've got me tied up.

Please, just give them what
they want or they'll kill me.

Tonight on "Open Investigation,"

a child of privilege is
abducted outside an L.A. café.

A $3 million ransom is paid by the FBI,

but Kevin Clark never returns home.

Two years later, questions linger.

"Open Investigation" went
to Kevin Clark's parents,

George and Janice, looking for answers.

Every time the phone
rings, I think it's Kevin.

We can't believe our son's dead.



And George and Janice Clark

may have good reason to
think their son is alive.

A photo recently surfaced
online showing someone

who looks very much like Kevin Clark

strolling along a Brazilian beach.

Could the Clarks know
where their son is hiding?

We asked FBI Special Agent Jerry Shea,

who was in charge of
investigating Kevin's kidnapping

when the young man disappeared

along with $3 million in taxpayer dollars.

George and Janice Clark are loving parents

who've suffered the ultimate
injury... the loss of a child.

The rumor-mongering here is without merit.

We had to persuade the
producers of "Open Investigation"



to hold off reporting on the
most important part of the story.

- Which is?
- Last April,

the ransom money started
circulating around Europe.

And three weeks ago,

$10,000 of it showed up in
a bank here in Los Angeles.

These bills are marked. How?

The FBI keeps a lot of
fresh hundreds on hand,

printed on paper

from which they've withdrawn
various security threads.

So that each ransom

is paid with a different
security thread missing?

Which acts like a fingerprint

tying the cash back to
the specific crime, yes.

In order for this kidnapping
case to revert to the LAPD,

we would need to examine

every aspect of the FBI's investigation,

including Special Agent
Shea's personnel file.

That is the reason my old boss

doesn't want Major Crimes to follow up.

It may be unfair, but the Bureau
no longer trusts Jerry Shea.

And for what it's worth, neither do I.

Keep that in mind,

because the FBI's sending
us Agent Shea to consult.

Consult.

Here. Here's an idea.

Why don't we just ask Special Agent Shea

what he did with the money and go home?

So, are we solving a kidnapping gone bad?

Or babysitting the FBI's number-one suspect

while they handle the real investigation?

Actually, asking for your help was my idea.

As I was explaining to this
young man in the elevator,

the FBI's emphasis on deliberate analysis

means we can't move as hastily
as the LAPD so often does.

Howard.

Shea. Welcome to Major Crimes.

Rusty, you were talking
with Special Agent Shea?

Oh, yeah. He seemed lost

and had gotten off on the wrong floor

- several times...
- We rode up together on the elevator.

Great kid.

Made me wish that civilians

were more free to go within the Bureau,

but of course, we've got
tougher security needs.

Uh, Buzz, uh, fixed
the camera on my laptop.

Buzz? Really?

Hey, when's the moon landing, Buzz?

Wow, I never heard that before.

Yeah, but still funny, though, right?

- Rusty, your laptop's on my desk.
- Thanks.

So, Jerry, let me
introduce you to everyone.

This is Captain Sharon Raydor,

- Detective Amy Sykes...
- You know, don't bother.

I'm terrible with names. I
know that there are two women,

there's four men, and apparently, one Buzz.

Now, if we're joining forces,
you're gonna need to play catch-up.

Every bit of information that's
relevant to the Clark disappearance

is indexed on these flash drives.

What am I supposed to do with this?

I don't know.

Retire?

You'll get used to my sense of humor.

Just like I'll get used to yours. Look,

me! As a suspect. Oh.

Now, the first thing you need to know is,

the parents were involved.

The second, third, and fourth things...

the parents were involved.

You suggest the opposite

in your interview with
"Open Investigation."

Purely tactical. Surely
I don't need to explain

the concept of misleading
suspects to you, Captain.

And you're so sure the parents
are involved because... ?

Because I gave Janice Clark
crystal-clear instructions

on how to drop off that money,

but Janice claims that she
found a burner cellphone en route

instructing her to deviate from the plan...

a phone, by the way, which
disappeared with the money.

And although they were hurting financially

at the time of the kidnapping,

now they're spending money like crazy,

including several hundred thousand dollars

on remodeling their home and world travel.

Well, if the parents were in on it,

doesn't that mean the
son was involved, too?

And if they split the money,

where did Kevin Clark actually go?

Well, Kevin is probably surfing
in South America as we speak,

if he's sober enough
to maintain his balance.

As you just heard,

he's got some serious
substance-abuse problems.

And you buy that picture?

I mean, I've seen more
convincing images of Bigfoot.

Holy smokes!

18 separate video files
on Kevin's abduction?

How... how is that possible?

That little shopping area
from which he disappeared

has as many security
cameras as the Pentagon.

There is no more public
place in Los Angeles

to record a kidnapping than Lunch Café.

Have you ever run all 18 angles

- associated with Kevin's abduction
- _

using a synchronized 360-degree panorama?

Is that possible?

We do it all the time
on "Badge of Justice."

- Oh, geez.
- "Badge of Justice," I love that show.

I'm the technical advisor. Mike Tao.

No kidding! Hey, okay, one
thing that bugs me about "Badge,"

you can't get DNA samples
back in eight hours.

Yeah, I tell them that, but

show-business time is different than ours.

- Oh, god.
- Mike, in real life,

where would we be able to view
all these video files at once?

"Badge of Justice" has the space, but

I can only take a few of us.

Oh.

Oh, well, in that case,
Captain, may I suggest

that while you're reliving the beginning,

Sanchez, Sykes, and I will follow
the trail of the ransom money.

Great, Lieutenant.

Buzz, how long will it take you
to organize all these videos?

Well, I'd need at least
nine discrete projectors

to cover each P.O.V.

But if "Badge" would
let us borrow theirs...

How are they formatted?

Ooh, get comfy.

♪

- Excuse me, Lieutenant?
- Yeah?

Lieutenant Mike,

John wants to know if
his character would say,

"drop your gun and grab the concrete,"

or, "grab some concrete and drop the gun."

Drop the gun first, grab
some concrete second.

Thank you. Pink pages
coming at you tonight.

- Copy that.
- Wow, you really rule the roost around here.

Oh, it's one big team effort.

You know, I would
introduce you to the cast,

but they're all on location today.

On location today.

Did anyone see the "Badge
of Justice" season opener?

I did! Great!

The squad solved the jewel
heist by culling together footage

from multiple sources
right here in this space.

These are the controls.

Can you show me how they work?

Uh, no. This is a prop.

Buzz is running the projectors.

Oh, it looks so real.

- Mm.
- It sure does.

So,

Mike, with the cyclorama effect,

the security videos are less
about singular perspective,

more about interplay between
elements, is that right?

Theoretically.

... 16, 17, 18.

Okay, Lieutenant.

We're ready to roll.

Meet Kevin Clark as he was on
Tuesday, June 4, 2013, at 2:12 P.M.

sitting in the patio of Lunch

with his two friends,
Jamie Wade and Dan Morris.

I'd like to talk to them A.S.A.P.

Now that we know the players, let's begin.

Agent Shea, if you would narrate.

Hitting play. All right.

Jamie and Danny drove here with Kevin.

That's his car parked across
the street at the meter.

So, they sit here, they have their coffee,

they talk, they talk, they talk.

Until this gray sedan,
a stolen Chrysler 300,

pulls up on the opposite
side of the street.

Now watch Kevin. He clocks it.

He says, "hey, I... that
guy's a friend of mine.

Uh, I'll see you in a few minutes."

These two have no choice but to wait.

Now, the plates on the sedan
were swiped off of an Escalade

which was parked in the City
of Industry maybe 19 miles away.

What about the driver of the
Chrysler 300? You couldn't I.D. him?

18 different angles, none
giving us the face of the driver.

Now look at this.

He walks right up to the car.

He starts talking to the guy

as a fire truck drives by
in the background, right?

He's kind of looking around.
He's talking to him, right?

And what's this?

He walks around the front
of the car and he gets in.

And then they drive away.

Now, Buzz,

is there any way that we can
fast-forward 20 times speed?

- If you want.
- Please.

Okay, okay. They're
sitting there texting Kevin.

We know that from phone records.

They're paying the bill. Okay.

They go across the street,

they put money in Kevin's meter, right?

They hang out, texting
again. Texting Kevin.

All right. Now, what do they do?

They walk up and down
the street killing time,

and we catch up with them
right now on the corner.

And now what they do is
they walk back up the street

to the shop right next to Lunch.

So, now what do they do?

They go back across the street, right?

They try the doors. They try to get in.

It doesn't work, so what do they do?

They go back to the restaurant!

They order again. And they're texting.

Texting Kevin. We know that. They call him.

They text him again and again and again.

After two hours go by,
finally, Dan texts Uber.

Five minutes later, the kids are gone.

♪

Wow.

It worked. Buzz, amazing.

Yeah, thanks. It was fun, really.

But besides congratulating
yourself on your own brilliance,

was there anything you saw here

that suggested the theory of this crime?

- Yes. After watching the movie...
- Yeah.

... I'm beginning to think
the kidnapping was staged.

Bingo, Captain. Bingo.

I wouldn't mind watching it again.

Oh, god.

Better do it while we're all here.

Play it again, Buzz,

only this time at normal speed
so we can grab every detail.

You got it, Captain.

Hi.

Hey. Dude, ah, so good to see you.

I texted you four days in a
row and you never answered.

Really?

Oh. Uh,

yeah. I wa... I was out, uh,
looking for a public place

with, like, a lot of activity, and, um,

I heard that this whole block

is covered by like a million cameras, so...

Oh, so this is where you're
planning on meeting Gustavo.

Yeah. Tomorrow at 4:00.

Do you think you could be here?

I... I... just to like,
you know, keep an eye out?

Is he really Alice's brother?

Probably.

But he... he wouldn't say anything else

until he could speak to Alice,

and I... I can't, like,

tell him that his sister
is dead over the phone,

so I... I... I have to meet him somewhere.

In public, you know?

Uh-huh.

You said you wanted to stay in
touch about this Gustavo guy,

and then you didn't call
me back for four days

or even acknowledge that I exist.

You know?

Oh, uh... Yeah.

Yeah, I, um...

I had to think through,

like, what... what...
what needed to happen.

T.J., this guy could be dangerous.

- I... I didn't want to put you in a bad spot.
- Oh! So you're...

you're concerned about me.

That's why you didn't call me back,

- because you care so much.
- Hey, can you just keep it down?

I'm the one who made you
check this Gustavo guy out

in the first place.

You want to know how stupid I was?

I thought you asked me here to have coffee

or hang out.

I should've known all you wanted was help.

- I'm such an idiot.
- T.J., hold on.

- Okay, wait.
- No, I waited.

Four days.

I'll be here when you meet
up with Gustavo tomorrow

to make sure you don't get in any trouble,

but after that, don't call me or text me.

W... which should be really easy,

because it's what you're already doing.

Look, this is the same film
the FBI showed us years ago.

Nothing's changed. What's the problem?

The problem is neither
of you look surprised

when Kevin leaves the table.

Of course we weren't surprised.

We had no idea Kevin was
about to be kidnapped.

But you didn't even glance up

when a fire truck drives by
with its lights and sirens.

Everyone else does.

But you ignore it.

Wow.

I never clocked that.

Of course, I never saw the fire truck go by

in context with the guys.

I'm glad I approved that panorama idea.

Because you couldn't look over

at the car in which your
friend was kidnapped,

or you would've been asked to identify it.

Do you have any idea how
ridiculous that sounds?

And now, two years later,

the kidnapping long over,

and maybe you think it's safe

to spend some of the ransom money.

Wait a second, she just revealed

that we know the money's being circulated!

- I never agreed to that.
- Well, you're not in charge here.

I don't know anything
about this ransom money.

And I'm sorry about Kevin,

though I have to say, I don't know
what to think about him anymore,

or his family.

But this... it's just not my concern now.

- I'm going.
- Danny. Danny,

- come on.
- Don't tell me to come on, Jamie!

What do you have to lose?
You're a gopher for a deejay.

I worked my ass off to get
into law school, and this is...

sorry. I literally don't
have time to be here.

Please don't drag me through
all this again, Jamie.

You know your rights,
Jamie, but you're still here.

Is there anything you want to tell us?

What does Danny not want
you to drag him through?

Kevin was waiting for the guy in that car.

That's why we weren't
surprised when he left.

He was going to pick up a kilo of coke.

We were supposed to sell it at a club.

And Kevin said the guy
was a little paranoid

and that if he noticed us looking at him,

he might come after us.

We were afraid to look up.

- What the hell?
- Hey, where are you going?

- Sanchez! Oh, god, no.
- ... Ransom calls, the FBI...

- Mike.
- ... We couldn't believe it was happening.

Now, Kevin said that his
parents were hard-up for cash...

Why didn't you tell me this two years ago?!

Why didn't you tell me this two years ago?!

Calm down!

Apologies, Captain.

No apologies necessary, Lieutenant.

Special Agent Shea,

I believe that you and Jamie
already know each other.

Unlike lying to us, lying
to the FBI is a crime.

So why didn't you tell Agent Shea

the truth about Kevin's kidnapping?

Because we thought we'd get arrested.

And the longer we put off saying something,

the harder it was to say anything.

Look, this drug dealer was scary.

And we didn't see him, but he saw us.

And we thought, "well, Kevin said
he'd known the guy since was a kid."

And we were sure that
once the ransom was paid,

Kevin would go free.

Did you ever meet this man?

Do you know his name?

Sorry. He was a connection
to Kevin's family somehow,

and honestly, that is all I know.

- I am telling you everything...
- What if Shea is right

about the parents?

- So, I hope you don't end up arresting me.
- Oh, I would hate it if he was right.

Buzz, we're ready.

Captain, Amy has the
info on the ransom money.

Lieutenant, if you could get Jamie

to write out his statement,
please. Thank you.

The $10,000 from the ransom that
was deposited in a local bank

went into an account
belonging to a nightclub

called "Sultry Dolls."

That's a 24-hour strip joint
near the airport, ma'am.

- What? It is.
- By the airport.

The Clarks have been
doing a lot of traveling

- since their son disappeared.
- Oh, come on.

I mean, who's more likely
to go to a strip joint?

The drug dealer that we just heard about

or the parents of our victim?

Uh, back to the evidence.

Someone who spends $10,000 in cash

at a strip club in a night or
two might be memorable, ma'am.

True.

Amy, why don't you and Julio
pay a visit to Sultry Dolls?

Oh, I can go by myself, ma'am. Really.

Better to have backup, Julio.

Take the photos of our suspects.

Oh, you don't want to forget this suspect.

Clarks are on their way in.

Here? You're having them
come here to talk to you?

Agent Shea, I am running
this investigation.

- You are an advisor.
- Well, then, let me advise you.

Over the years, I've worked very hard

to maintain a special
relationship with Kevin's parents.

I may not trust them, but they trust me.

I would prefer to talk to them
alone in their own home, where I...

- Where we can't hear you.
- I wonder why that is.

Special Agent Shea,

if you want to remain here,
you must do things my way.

Is that understood?

The captain asked you a question.

Sure. Your way.

Good.

Then prepare to introduce
Kevin's parents to Lieutenant Tao.

And bear in mind that I would
like to watch their reaction

to the reopening of their son's case.

Janice, George.

Oh, you're smiling. It's
not... it's not bad news?

- Oh, no, no, no, no. Not at all.
- Oh.

- This is Lieutenant Tao.
- Welcome.

One of LAPD's finest,

and a famous Hollywood consultant.

Is there a break in the case, then?

Some very interesting developments.

I don't like him, and I
certainly don't trust him.

Neither do I.

Let's just keep him talking.

Eventually, he may give
up what he's hiding.

So, how you two holding up?

I won't lie.

Having our only child
go missing for two years,

not knowing whether he's alive or dead...

it's harder than anything
I could have imagined.

Well, as you might have guessed,

this recent TV exposé has
stirred things up a bit.

What a miserable excuse for journalism.

Using a remodel to imply
we stole our son's ransom?

Well, the good thing about the story...

it kept your son's kidnapping
in the national spotlight,

and it helped us reopen the investigation.

In fact, we interviewed Jamie
and Daniel earlier today,

and as it turns out, they
did not give us a full account

of what they saw during the abduction.

But, Jerry, you spoke to
those boys several times.

And I had always wondered if
they had held something back,

and today, I finally pried it out of them.

Maybe Shea's ready for Hollywood, too.

He's already taking credit
for other people's work.

... Because you're not gonna
like what they had to say.

I'm warning you, this is
this is very upsetting.

Daniel and Jamie are now claiming

that they were at Lunch Café with Kevin

to pick up a kilo of cocaine

that they were gonna sell at a club.

Seriously? That can't be true.

Kevin had been sober for
months when all this happened.

We're not sure how to take
this accusation, either.

But you have to ask,

is it possible Kevin was in league
with some unnamed drug dealer

he'd known since childhood?

- I cannot imagine who that would be.
- Okay, okay,

let's get off this subject

and get on to one that's less outrageous.

You guys did some traveling this year.

Of course. Our house had
been under construction.

And our grief counselor believes
that travel helps with recovery.

She strongly encouraged
us to get out of town.

That's great advice.

So, where have you been?

Germany,

France...

- Spain.
- ... Spain,

Brazil.

Any particular reason you chose Brazil?

I know where you're going
with this, and, yes, we...

When that picture of Kevin in Rio

popped up on the Internet,

we had to go look for ourselves.

So, that boy in Brazil, to
you, could've been Kevin.

Maybe. It...

It's possible

we saw what we wanted to see.

Mm.

I have one last

far-fetched question, but

- we have to ask.
- No, we don't. No, we don't.

It does not need to be asked.

I've told you that George here

would never visit a strip
club called Sultry Dolls.

You guys, I'm sorry that they
want to open this up, but they do.

Oh, my god. You think my
husband goes to strip clubs?

Janice, just... just hold on.

I have never even heard of Sultry Dolls.

Why is this important, Lieutenant?

Some of the ransom recently
surfaced in Los Angeles,

and it was deposited into
a bank account held by

Sultry Dolls. Now, it's
very close to the airport,

- so we have to rule out any...
- Jerry, I am

shocked that you let
us be treated this way.

- After all this time.
- I tried to tell them.

George, Janice, please.

- It was not my idea to ha...
- Enough!

It was not my idea to bring you here!

George, please.

Well, they weren't very helpful.

No, they weren't.

Yes, Julio?

And do any of the Sultry Dolls

remember where that house might be?

Julio?

Guy who lives here, sir,

Michael Sparks, brought
some Sultry Dolls over

for a party a few weeks back, sir.

Background check shows
Sparks with two arrests

for drug possession with
intent to distribute.

- Ah, so he's a dealer.
- And we have a search warrant.

All right. Let's go, everyone.

This guy's name never came up once.

Ah. Look at all that mail.

It's been piling up for days. Okay, Flynn.

L.A.P.D.! Open up!

We have a search warrant!

Go.

Clear.

Clear.

Clear.

Okay, Mike, what do you think?

Uh, somebody was certainly
hunting something.

Is your name Mike?

This missing piece of wall here...

Looks like it could be a
stash spot of some kind.

Looks like the hot tub used to be here.

- And they moved it.
- Yeah.

Sir.

I wonder what's under it now.

Sir, we got something.

That's Kevin Clark's hat.

And that is Kevin Clark's head.

Well, Agent Shea, do you still think

the kid is surfing in Brazil?

Let's get the coroners out here,
and this is gonna take time.

And, Mike, make sure
that Special Agent Shea

doesn't go too far, will you?

The captain is gonna
want to talk to him again.

All right, Sharon, I'm going. Uh,

are you gonna be at work this afternoon?

Yeah. How about you?

You going to see T.J. today?

No. Uh, well, yeah, but

I think it might be for the last time.

Oh, that's too bad.

He seemed like a nice guy.

Uh, I may need to stop by your
office later. It could get...

Well, I... I might need you then.

Of course.

And for the record, um...

T.J. is a nice guy.

I'm the jerk.

It's not always easy
to know who people are.

Is this Kevin Clark?

I'll need his dental records from
the FBI to give you an answer,

but the decomp is consistent
with the period of time

in which Kevin went missing,

and given the hair color and the fact

that he's wearing the clothes he
had on during the kidnapping...

Yes, and the hole in his cap

goes with the hole in
the back of his skull.

And this is the bullet that did the trick.

It's a little... strange.

- Could I see that, please?
- Mm-hmm.

What about our drug dealer?

Where's this Michael Sparks?

Uh, Missing Persons is on it, Captain.

In the meantime, should we send Jerry here,

with his special relationship,
to prepare the parents?

No.

Not yet.

Besides, I still wouldn't
rule the Clarks out.

Well, yeah. Why should we rule them out?

I mean, they certainly
seem like the kind of people

that would murder their only son

and then bury him under a hot tub

in a drug dealer's backyard!

Since we found Kevin's body

and it's more a murder
now than a kidnapping,

I don't think you need me anymore.

- Hey! Jerry.
- That bullet is our evidence.

You have no jurisdiction
in the county morgue.

Sorry, Captain, but
federal judge John Fallows,

in Justice Department vs.
Tucson P.D., ruled otherwise.

And unless you intend to
arrest me, I'll be going now.

Thank you, Sharon. Mike.

Lieutenant Provenza.

I thought you weren't very good at names!

Can he just walk off
with evidence like that?

This is what he planned
from the beginning...

to take the case away just
as we were about to solve it.

I feel so let down.

And I feel so riled up.

As you requested, Captain,

a complete list of places
Jerry Shea traveled this year,

along with a comprehensive
accounting of his finances,

and the Bureau found, uh, some issues.

Such as?

An unauthorized trip to Brazil
taken on his FBI passport,

and he also deposited $100,000
into his personal bank account.

We don't know from where.

Chief, Chief, Captain.

We found our missing drug dealer,

Michael Sparks.

He was shot in the head last week,

and his fingerprint report went missing.

So, since then, he's been
hanging out in the morgue

as a John Doe.

How'd you identify him?

The bullet that killed Kevin

was very unusual, so I photographed it.

This particular ammo can
only be fired by one gun...

A Fabrique Nationale Herstal, or FN 5.7.

Made by a Belgian company.

We get it, Mike. We get it.

It's a distinctive weapon. Ye gods!

So, Shea returned our bullet.

No, no. Um, this...

came from the head of our dead drug dealer.

And my analysis suggests

it was fired from the same FN 5.7

that killed Kevin Clark.

Okay.

This is great stuff and
probably very helpful.

And Shea has things he ought to explain.

Yeah, like why he stole that bullet.

To keep us from connecting

the murder of Kevin
Clark to this drug dealer.

And why was he pursuing the
wrong information for two years?

Is that misdirection, or is he just a...

Horse's ass?

Thank you, Andy.

- My pleasure.
- So, uh, look.

You may question him closely,

but I remind you, Shea is
a special agent of the FBI,

and under no circumstances
can you arrest him

or even detain the "horse's ass"

unless he says, "I did it
with my special, little gun."

Yeah, pulling my travel
history and financials...

that's just petty payback
for me exerting my authority

and an unwarranted violation of my privacy.

You want to back me up here, Howard?

You flew to Brazil with
your service passport

on non-official business. Why?

I followed the parents to Rio,

hoping they'd make contact with their son.

- That's why.
- You didn't tell us that yesterday.

It was another failure
undertaken on my dime.

Who needed to know?

On your own dime?

Did you pull that out of that $100,000

that just popped up in your
bank account last month?

That money isn't mine.

It belongs to Guy LaFontaine.

Who the hell is Guy LaFontaine?

I sold a novel inspired by the kidnapping,

and because the FBI frowns
on that kind of thing,

I created Guy LaFontaine as
my nom de plume, a pen name.

The 100 grand is LaFontaine's advance.

I just haven't had time to
create an account for him.

Shea's not only a crook, he's crazy.

But crazy full of himself
or crazy like a fox?

Your book on Kevin Clark
doesn't have an ending.

Oh, I'm about to write it.

That bullet helps me get to the end.

Us, too.

You see, Jerry boy,

our missing drug dealer
also has a nom de plume.

He's been visiting our morgue

for over a week as John Doe number 47.

Now, can you think why?

Michael Sparks was also shot
with a Fabrique Nationale 5.7?

It's not that hard to figure out.

I gather from your stunned
silence the answer is "yes."

Well, guess what, geniuses.

Kevin's father, George,
has a gun collection

which includes a registered FN 5.7.

So, as I've been saying all
along, it was the parents.

And before I arrest them,

I would like to offer you my thanks.

We need to pick up the Clarks
before Jerry can get to them.

- You didn't just make my investigation successful.
- Lights and sirens, please.

You have also provided me with one
hell of a terrific end to my novel.

The last line reads like this...

"and Special Agent Jerry Shea
lived happily ever after."

La fin!

Toodle-oo.

Are you really just gonna, like,
sit there and not talk to me?

- Are you...
- Rusty Beck. Yes.

Uh, thanks... thanks for
meeting with me. Have a seat.

I... I don't want to make you feel awkward,

but, um, before we go on,

I'd like to record our
conversation. Is that okay?

What for?

Well, le... legally,
I need your permission,

a... and to be honest with
you, I'm... I'm a journalist

writing a story about your
sister... uh, sis... sisters.

Yeah? You're a journalist? Really?

And I need to be sure that
you are who you say you are

before we go ahead.

Okay.

You can record me.

How am I supposed to prove myself to you?

Well...

I know your sister as Alice Herrera.

But that's not her real name, is it?

No. It's not.

Her real name is Mariana Wallace.

Mariana Wallace.

Okay. And, um,

how... how did you lose touch with

Mariana and Paloma?

Why are you asking me that?

Well, anybody can know their names.

Okay.

Fine.

My father died when I was 15.

My mother started hanging out with a

terrible guy.

And I ran off as soon as I could.

I joined the army, I went to Afghanistan,

and when I got back, I... I...

And when you got... when you got back...

Everyone was gone...

my mother,

her asshole boyfriend, Greg,

my little sisters.

I should have stayed and protected them.

Mariana begged me to stay,

but I didn't.

I understand why she's
having trouble forgiving me,

but please let me see her...

And let me make my case.

Um...

uh, s... some of...

some of Alice's...

Mariana's teeth were knocked out.

There were burn marks on her shoulders.

Now, how can I know? How can I be sure

that you weren't the one
responsible for those things?

Mariana tell you that was me?

I had cause to go.

It wasn't good enough to leave
my sisters behind like that, okay?

But I had cause.

You satisfied now, Mr. Journalist?

Can I see Mariana, and
is Paloma still with her?

You haven't mentioned her at all.

Waiting to find a missing child

must be the hardest
thing a family ever faces.

We know how difficult it is
to stay hopeful for so long.

That's why you dragged us out
of our home? To sympathize?

I wish it hadn't been
necessary to ask you back,

but you don't want to be at your house

while we're serving a search warrant there.

But what are you searching for?

What could we have in our house
that would help you find Kevin?

This is a Fabrique Nationale 5.7.

You have one registered in your name.

We'd like to know where it is.

- Why?
- We've linked this weapon

to the disappearance of your son.

Mr. and Mrs. Clark,

the L.A.P.D. Is sorry to inform you

that we've identified remains

that, according to dental
records on file with the FBI,

belongs to your son

and that apparently, he died

from a gunshot wound to the head.

From a weapon like this
owned by your husband.

Captain, Lieutenant Tao
says there's no trace

of the Fabrique Nationale
5.7 at the Clarks' house.

Moving on to our second location.

You positive there's...

no possibility of a mistake?

George, please.

How can we help you
find our son's murderer?

The missing weapon.

Has been gone

since Kevin was kidnapped.

We didn't notice it had disappeared

till after the ransom was paid.

Uh, but we're pretty sure Kevin had it.

Why didn't you tell us that?

Because we knew what
Jerry thought all along.

That Kevin had planned his own kidnapping,

that he had walked off with the money.

We were afraid

that if the FBI knew about the gun,

that they would stop looking for our son.

Okay.

Does this guy look familiar
to either one of you?

Mike Sparks?

Yeah, he was... he was a friend of Kevin's

since middle school.

We didn't know his parents.

Honestly, Mike was
closer to Jamie and Daniel

than he was to Kevin.

Why? What happened to Mike?

Agent Shea! Hold on, please.

- Jerry!
- Captain, we have trouble.

You might be faster with search warrants,

but the FBI's not gonna put up with this.

You are making a big mistake.

Captain, our FBI consultant

has arrived to arrest Mr. and Mrs. Clark

for the kidnapping/murder of their son.

Special Agent Shea,

let me appeal to your sense of fairness.

You just tried to steal
credit for solving this case,

so fairness is out.

Step aside and maybe I'll mention

how helpful you were to the
press after the Clarks confess.

Thank you.

George and Janice Clark,

you have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you

in a court of law.

What the hell is going on here?

Our friend from the FBI

has rejected further
cooperation with Major Crimes.

I suggest that we continue our
notification process without him.

I'm sure you two remember
your old pal Michael Sparks.

He was found dead behind a
vacant building in Culver City.

Oh, my god.

That's why Kevin didn't want us
to look up when he got in the car.

- He knew we'd recognize Mike.
- I can tell you, Captain,

this isn't gonna go over
well with the Bureau.

We tried to help them.
Shea could have been here.

He will be when he tells people about it.

We're just giving a
surprise ending to his novel.

What happened to Mike?

Well, a gunshot to the
head will do that to you.

- He was shot from behind.
- Executed.

Now you two are facing
charges of double homicide.

Double homicide?

Who... who's the other
victim supposed to be?

Oh, did we forget to mention?

Kevin's body was found buried
in Michael Sparks' backyard.

What?

We also looked into your little career

- as a deejay's assistant.
- Yeah.

Turns out you're quite the world traveler,

playing big dance parties
in Barcelona, Rome, Paris.

We're gonna examine security
footage from currency exchanges

in every European airport
you've been through,

see how often you showed up

with $100 bills obtained
from the kidnapping.

Stop calling it a kidnapping.

It's only a kidnapping if you
abduct someone against their will,

- and that's not what happened.
- Danny, don't.

- Let's call a lawyer.
- No, it's time to clear this up

once and for all.

The whole fake kidnapping was Kevin's idea.

He planned every step.

He chose the location,

pulled Mike, Jamie, and me in on it,

mostly to get even with his parents.

For what?

After Kevin got out of rehab,
they cut back on his allowance,

like, a lot,

and he was furious.

And so he put together
this fake kidnapping.

And after all we went through with him,

Kevin changed his mind.

He wanted to back out.

And where would that have left all of us?

Mike argued with him,

pointed out we'd go to jail,

- and then...
- Kevin pulls out a gun,

and he and Michael fight over it.

And Mike shot Kevin in the head.

It was horrible.

Horrible.

- Well, that could be true.
- And from then on,

- we had to do things Mike's way.
- One problem, though.

It's odd. It's just odd.

I mean, you say that Mike
was calling all the shots.

Did that include the one

that ended up in the back of his head?

His house was torn up and
tossed when we got there.

He had a stash space, but it was empty.

Hmm. Wonder where his
share of the ransom went.

You had been so careful,

slowly cashing in money
overseas whenever Jamie traveled.

Then Michael blew all that

by spending a wild night at Sultry Dolls,

throwing around ransom money
like it was no big deal.

And then, suddenly, he was dead.

And that's where your story
begins to fall apart a little.

Actually, a lot.

"A" for effort, Danny boy.

But while you've been
sitting here waiting for us,

we did a little search of your apartment,

and look what we found.

You idiot.

Me?

You're the one who flipped out

- over Mike going to Sultry Dolls.
- What? That's ridiculous.

- Don't blame me. Jamie shot him.
- The gun was found in your house.

- Hey, I want to cooperate.
- You think they're gonna believe that?

- I don't want to be blamed for any of this.
- Oh, no, you don't.

I'm gonna cooperate here.

- I've got... I've got money.
- Hey, I'm cooperating.

You don't have the money, and I do,

- I have most of Mike's money, asshole,
- ... so what are you supposed to cooperate with?

which is a full third, and you
don't even know where that is.

- That's... no, no.
- Since this investigation was started by the FBI,

I suggest that we allow
the federal government

to prosecute this case.

I like the way you think, Captain.

I'll call the U.S. attorney's
office. We're friends.

Hey, look at this.

Special Agent Shea is holding a press
conference five minutes from now,

announcing an arrest in
the Kevin Clark kidnapping.

Maybe we'll watch.

Oh, Chief.

Um, Andy and I would like to
speak with you for a minute.

What about?

I don't want to miss this
idiot talking to the media.

Oh, we can do both. Just follow me.

- ... people up at night.
- How did I get caught up with airheads like you?

- Are you kidding me?
- You have no concept of it!

- This could have been taken care of so easily.
- You see what's happening?

- You see what's happening?
- I'm not resisting! I am not resisting arrest!

You are the one who got
us into this, you idiot!

And though Mr. and Mrs. Clark

still strenuously maintain their innocence,

the evidence against
them is so overwhelming

that in my own opinion, they
should be held without bail.

On a personal note,

having pursued this investigation
for the past two years,

more often than not completely on my own...

- Okay.
- ... I feel great relief

- knowing that this arrest will...
- Uh, enough of him. Let's, uh...

Let's go back to this dating business.

And when we say "dating," Chief,

we mean it in the
old-fashioned sense of the word.

Yeah, very old-fashioned.

In fact, I'm surprised
we don't have a chaperone.

Still, it's no longer just a friendship,

and you are our immediate
supervisor, and...

Uh, and you have considered

all the different ways
things could go wrong?

This relationship will not affect

the good order and
discipline of my division.

In fact, worst-case scenario,

we can always go back to
being very good friends.

Okay.

Uh, well,

I appreciate you following the rules

by reporting your current status,

and there is no policy saying
either of you has to transfer.

But it's tough, you know, working

together while dating.

Leave yourselves some room
to, uh, maneuver, okay?

Now, let me call the FBI and rain

on their parade.

Oh, it sure is a happy day.

See, Andy? That was easy.

Yeah.

It's the next hurdle that
has me worried right now.

Uh, don't worry.

He'll come around. I hope.

Hi. I'm Buzz Watson. Nice to meet you.

Oh, uh, and... and this
is Lieutenant Andy Flynn

and my mother, Captain Sharon Raydor.

Meet Gustavo Wallace.

Brother of Mariana Wallace.

Who we've been calling
Alice Herrera, ma'am.

Oh, I see.

Well, we're all very
pleased to meet you, Gustavo.

Just... just Gus is good.

It's hard to believe Mariana's here.

She isn't.

Um, Gus w... was looking for
more information about his sister,

and I told him that... that
this was the place to come.

Of course.

Why don't you come with me into my office?

And, uh, we'll just
talk for a bit. Come on.

Okay.

Sure.

Mariana, huh?

You did it, Rusty.

You did it.

Hell of a job, kid.

Hell of a job, all right.

Hell of a job.