Major Crimes (2012–2018): Season 5, Episode 9 - Family Law - full transcript

When a jogger takes a nasty fall down the steps of L.A.'s storied Greek Theatre, Major Crimes finds itself investigating a divorce attorney with a lot of angry clients, and Lt. Tao goes undercover in the world of college age hookers. Meanwhile, Buzz connects his partials to a complete print, and learns the identity of one suspect.

Ah, Buongiorno,
Signore. Buongiorno.

* Major Crimes *
Season 05 Episode 09
Precisely Synchronized by srjanapala
Alfredo deconchini at your service.

Welcome to the world-famous
Greek Theatre.

Yes, well,
I'm Lieutenant Provenza,

of the world-famous
I.A.P.D.

Where's the victim?

Now, I hope that
our Piccola Traga

Won't take your detectives
too long to resolve.

We present a sold-out
performance of the deftones

This evening.
God.

It's so much bigger than
when I was here last.



Ah, yes.
We expanded seating in the '80s.

Ugh. The '80s.

We are always chosen number-one
outdoor venue in America...

In the world maybe, huh?

So, the '80s...
who did you come see perform?

Oh, I didn't buy a ticket.

I was assigned
to protect some Rock Band.

I don't remember their names,
but worst music I ever heard.

And the Patchouli.

Uh,
you don't like Patchouli?

No,
I don't like Patchouli,

And I didn't like the hippies
that wore it, either.

Julio, hello.

Hey.
Good morning, Lieutenant.



Except for the whole
being dead part,

The victim's in good shape
for his age.

Somebody smashed
his head in repeatedly.

The car keys and cash
were in his pocket.

The only thing missing
is his cellphone.

It looks like
it started up here!

I've got blood-transfer patterns
on this top step,

Leading all the way down!
You want to come up and see?!

Well,
you know I don't climb!

Buzz, you miss nothing
on your video, and I mean it!

Yes, sir!

Uh, excuse me.

It's possible that
the poor gentleman

Only suffered heart failure
while jogging,

And then he tumbled down
the stairs to his death... boom!

Well, you know, that's a
reasonable theory, Alfredo,

Except for the blood pattern,
the drag Marks,

and... and the fact
that someone,

pounded his head
into the pavement...

Uh, Kendall?

6 or 7 times at least,
maybe 90 minutes ago.

Hey, uh,
this is my realtor.

He said he was going through
his e-mail this morning,

and he found an offer
on my house.

Well, my heartfelt
congratulations, Flynn.

Now, you wouldn't
happen to have,

any useful information
about this murder, would you?

Murder?
Oh, yeah, sure.

Uh, the woman who called 911...
No, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
Said that she was one of

The first people here this
morning running the stairs.

Murder? No. But the show...
the show must go on, no?

Okay, sir, we're asking
the questions here, not you.

What time does this place
open for business?

6:30A.M.

And you let people
exercise here?

Signora, the beautiful
Greek Theatre,

belongs to all
the citizens of Los Angeles.

Also, technically,
the Greek is a city park

And keeps city-park hours.

I-I-I-I feel like
I should make a counter,

But I don't want to
scare the buyer away.

I'll tell you what,
Flynn.

Why don't you and your realtor
counter that way

So we can
complete this investigation?

Oh, I-I'm sorry, guys.

I-I have to
make this decision now.

Just... just a second.
Be right back. One second.

Okay, Kendall,
I need you

To run the victim's prints
for us, please.

Will do.

Uh, sir, how can I access
the security cameras?

Ah, the cameras are for
projection of performances,

Not recordings.

The artists
would never allow that.

Hey, this is interesting.

What is that?

Look.
All his fingertips are bloody

Except for the thumb
on his right hand.

Well, maybe it was
wiped off by the killer

To unlock
the missing phone.

You think the guy was murdered
over something on his cell?

Excuse me.

Uh, how much longer
will this take?

Because we are on the verge
of disaster.

A sold-out performance
cannot be delayed.

Alfredo, you do not tell
the I.A.P.D. To hurry up.

Now you back off,
and you wait for my cue.

Capiche?

All right. Kendall?

I got a hit
on his fingerprints.

He's a criminal?
Worse.

He's a lawyer.

Shit.

Not just any lawyer,
either...

A high-priced
divorce Attorney.

Divorce...
always a good motive.

Are there any malpractice
complaints on Mr. Cushing?

Well, not in the I.A. County
court database, Ma'am.

All right, the Amphitheater
opened at 6:30,

and the body was discovered
at 6:47...

about a 15-minute
window of opportunity.

So, either our killer knew
our victim's habits

Or followed him there.

Holy moly.
This guy was loaded...

an estate in Bel Air,
oceanfront home in Carmel,

A Sailboat, Tesla,
and a Bentley.

Yeah, well, people who
say money can't make you happy,

just aren't giving it a chance.
Mm.

Was anything obviously wrong
in Mr. Cushing's personal life?

Not so far.
His facebook page shows

A happily married
divorce Attorney.

He and his wife just celebrated
their 25th anniversary...

One daughter in college.

Maybe ...
-We should notify,

the happily married wife in person.

Just to be sure,
because it's always the wife.

It's always the wife.
-Hold on, guys.

I'm on the phone with
Dr. Cushing's office.

She's been in maui all week
at a couples-therapy workshop.

And she went to couples therapy
without her husband?

Divorce Attorney's wife
is a marriage counselor,

So she can refer,

all her failures to her husband,
I guess.

Flying back tomorrow morning
with their daughter.

Well, it's always good
to be out of town

Whenever the hit man
murders your spouse.

Excuse me, Captain.

I've tracked our victim's
missing cellphone

to its final transmission.

The last ping we had from
the GPS in cushing's cell,

was from 7:00 this morning,
at the Hollywood Reservoir.

Two and a half miles
from the crime scene.

Where the phone
went offline.

The killer wanted something
from it...

A text, a picture, what?

We keep our whole lives
on our cells these days.

Really?
I only have phone numbers.

And a few cat videos.
Mm.

Hey, everyone,

Instead of searching for
complaints against cushing,

We looked to see if cushing made
complaints against other people.

And he recently filed
a restraining order.

against Joey Bowie
with the Beverly Hills Police.

Joey Bowie?
He's a celebrity chef...

also on the losing end of a big,
fat, "TMZ" - style divorce.

Guess who represented the wife,
Ma'am.

Mr. Cushing.

Oh, and, uh, Bowie just had
a splashy opening,

for his new restaurant...
very near the Greek.

At Hollywood and Vermont.

It's a fantastic location...
wall-to-wall yuppies,

USC millennials looking for "locally grown,
organic cuisine."

Best part of it is, there is
no legal definition for "local."

Organic's
slightly harder to fudge,

but local...
local could be from anywhere.

I organize local
by hemispheres.

That Argentinean beef, though...
it is so much better.

It is.
People don't know it, but it is.

Your new restaurant's called
Bowie's Knife?

Yeah. I was going for something
visceral, you know, primitive.

Everyone's going vegan,
so I go Carnivore...

Man, meat, knife,

hot, sexy.

Is that why
you called me in here,

to question me
about my business?

Why does Robert cushing have
a restraining order against you?

I have no idea.

Well, was it because you shook
him by the neck so hard

He was taken to the E.R.,
sir?

Oh, now I remember.

Cushing convinced the judge
I was emotionally volatile.

My wife got our house,
half of my money,

and sole custody
of our children.

Now I need
a court-ordered observer,

present just to watch me
play with my kids.

And I get to pay for said
observer out of my own pocket.

I mean, you hit your wife
one time,

just once, just once...

Yeah.
And see what happens.

Punch her hard in the face just
once and send her to the hospital,

with a broken nose
and a skull fracture.

I didn't violate my restraining order,
all right? Seems like we were

Looking at skull fractures
just this morning.

He's told so many
lies about me,

I still wake up
mad as hell.

Did you happen to
run in to Mr. Cushing lately...

This morning,
yesterday evening?

Your phone
could probably tell us.

You want us to
check it out?

All right,
I'll make it easy for you.

I wasn't stalking cushing
last night.

I was following
his professional friend.

Here's a picture of them that
I took a couple months ago.

It's not my fault
she was going to his hotel.

Wait. Mr. Cushing was with
a prostitute last night?

Oh, he loves hookers,
and this girl's his favorite.

I didn't think he saw me.
I guess I was wrong.

And I assume
that you were there,

Photographing this young lady,
to blackmail Mr. Cushing?

No.

I'm gonna show these pictures
to his wife.

I want him to suffer,

the same way I have
for the past six months.

Does this young lady
have a name?

She goes by
campus doll 101 online.

I looked her up
a few weeks ago.

And you followed her
from where?

The approach
to the collage hotel.

I can recognize
most of them now.

All of his regulars, all
the different ladies he sees.

Campus doll 101...
she has a hot ad online.

I'd have followed her
out of there, too,

but cushing sometimes
sees two birds in a row.

Okay, Mr. Bowie,
where were you this morn...

Call me Joey, mate.
Call me Joey.

Everybody calls me Joey.
Hey, uh, a warrant for our guest's cellphone?

Even my kids call me Joey.

Mr. Bowie,
where you this morning...

I'm not finding
campus doll 101.

Between 6:00A.M.
And 7:00A.M.?

I was at the farmers' Market.
Why?

Because Robert cushing
was murdered around that time.

Wow.

I thought when you
called me in here,

it was gonna be
another terrible day,

But that is fantastic!

Holy shit. Dead?!

Oh,
and you think I did it?

Oh, you're out of luck.
I got 30 witnesses,

and you can trace
through my credit card.

And your phone,
if you don't mind.

And even if you do.

Two vendors at the
Fairfax farmers' Market confirm,

seeing Joey Bowie shopping at
Sunrise this morning, Ma'am.

Yeah, well, his credit card
shows lots of purchases there.

Alibi holds.

His phone
is a treasure trove,

including pictures
of the Hooker's car.

No plates, though.

Let's drag
the wife's financials

And see if anything
points to murder for hire.

Well, that's a good idea
because it's always the wife.

It's always the wife.

Lieutenant,
the poor woman's married,

to a cheating
divorce lawyer.

Which means that
she would know better than most.

How much money she can save
by killing the bastard...

Julio... instead of
taking him to court.

Ah. Excuse me.

Well, we should
pick the poor Dr. Cushing

and her daughter up
from the airport tomorrow.

Mm-hmm. Meantime, Buzz,
if you would track down,

all the hotel collage's
surveillance video,

from the past 24 hours,
please.

Yes, Ma'am,
as fast as I can.

Okay, I have a big problem.

His name is Mark,
and he's 8 years old.

8 years old.

This is an emergency placement,
just until we find his mother.

Does...

Does this mean that
I've been approved to Foster?

First let me give you
a heads-up.

Um, Mark's been
living in a car for weeks.

He has
behavioral problems.

But ... if you accept him,

it pushes your application
to Foster through to approval,

and you're part of
the program,

and eligible for long-term
placement as of right now.

Sure.

I'll help the kid out.

All right.

I'll be back with him
as soon as possible.

And congratulations,
Julio.

You're a dad.

So, these are all
the fingerprints and partials

From other ATM robberies
around your dad's murder?

Yes, but, uh,
don't expect much.

Okay, talk me through this
and start with our partials.

What we want is
something from the top left,

to pop over to the right,

and then over to
the smart screen over here,

and come together
and form a whole finger.

And then run it against
the criminal-database thing?

Right. What...

Sorry.

Dude,
we are so close.

Holy cow.
What?

Holy cow.

Holy cow.

Oh, my god.

Match found.

Stop them.

Uh, okay.

Uh, but, Buzz,
you just found your guy.

No. I-I found a guy.

We don't know
if he's the guy yet,

And he can't know
we're onto him.

Gene Hecht.

Buzz, you've got a name,
and is that...

What...
is that his record?

What do all these codes
and stuff mean?

Well, it means that
Gene Hecht was arrested for

Truancy, shoplifting,
burglary, car theft,

armed robbery,
and attempted murder.

What kind
of armed robbery?

Uh, at an ATM
at Wilshire and Curson.

Buzz, that...
that's like three miles away,

from where your father and uncle
were murdered.

Yeah, I know.
I know.

It is,
but ... security footage

From the collage hotel
just downloaded,

and I've got to go through it
in electronics.

What, you have to
do that right now?

Why can't...
can't we just

Call this prison person
and talk to this guy?

No, no,
for all kinds of reasons.

Gene Hecht is a lifer,
and he's not going anywhere.

O-Okay,
all right, but, Buzz...

Let me think about this.

You see Mr. Cushing,
our divorce Attorney,

finishing off his drink
at the hotel bar.

Miss campus doll 101 enters,
quick peck on the cheek,

and up to his room
they go.

She stays with Mr. Cushing
for an hour.

Miss campus doll 101, whose
website we still haven't found,

leaves around midnight,

crosses back through the hallway.
Hold it there.

Who is campus doll glancing at
right there?

Oh, uh,
we should try and see.

We should, yes.
Thank you.

No Joey Bowie.

No. Go on.

She gives her ticket
to the valet,

gets into her Mercedes,
and drives off.

You want to zoom in
on the license plate, Buzz?

Oh, right. Yeah.

Okay, I'm getting it.

How does a girl
that young afford a Mercedes?

Not from her paper route.

Uh, it's not her car,
unless she's named Eric Hayes.

Mm. She doesn't look
like an Eric to me.

Looking up
his driver's license.

Uh...

Nope.
Eric is 20 years old.

Lives a few blocks from UCLA...
a student maybe.

Run that video back a bit,
Buzz,

to the moment where
campus doll 101,

gets into
Eric's very nice car.

It's not exactly mine.
I drive it a lot, but...

Well, it's registered
in your name,

and the dealer said
you paid cash for it.

But that wasn't my money.

Oh.
Uh, wh-whose money was it?

Am I under arrest?

No. No. No....
- Not yet, but it could be arranged.

Let me ask you something.

Does the same person
who bought you this car,

also pay the rent
on your lovely,

2-bedroom apartment
in Brentwood?

You see, Eric,
the University says,

you're on
a financial-needs scholarship.

So we're curious where
all this money comes from.

Are you dealing drugs?

No.

A little identity theft
maybe?

No. No.
Look, my girlfriend...

She's kind of rich...
from her mom and dad.

Oh.

Seems like she has a really
great, big allowance.

All right, I'll just talk
to the parents about it.

Wait. No, no, no, no.
Look...

She has a website ...
that generates cash.

A website?

Yeah.
Mm-hmm.

Does she use this website
to sell something, Eric?

Oh, man. Oh, man.

Prostitution is a crime,
Eric.

But an even more
serious offense,

is profiting
from prostitution.

We used to call it
pimping.

Yeah, but the... the FEDs
call it human trafficking now,

and they're pretty serious about it.
-Okay. Whoa, whoa . Hold on. Hold on.

I...
look, I'm not a pimp.

I'm premed, and I'm just...

Okay, look, I-It's...
it's the 21st century, man.

It's just sex.

And we're safe.
We're... we're... we're adults.

It's transactional.
I mean,

We're not hurting people.
Come on.

Well, jealousy
over someone who's

Sleeping with his girlfriend
seems out of the question.

Or he's putting a good face on it.
Not everyone wants to possess someone.

And people have
intimate desires,

Desires the whole world
doesn't need to know about.

You turn tricks, too?

No.

Not really.

Okay, uh,
once or twice a month,

If some client wants to see,
uh, a demo...

Or wants me
to join in.

Look, how detailed
do you want me to get?

Oh,
that's more than enough.

We don't sell anything.

It's people's decision
to give us money.

All right, look, Eric...

If what you're saying
is true,

and you're not actually
soliciting...

and your girlfriend
isn't directly selling sex.

Well, she's not.
She's not.

She has an ad online
with legal disclaimers,

and people
who make appointments,

aAre strictly
paying for her time.

Mike, I think you're about to have plans for
this evening.

Check ... website ...
make sure ... telling the truth.

And I can trust you guys?

We're the police.

Of course you can trust us.

It's actually very well-known.
university doll 101.

No wonder we couldn't
find the website.

Yeah. And there's a tab
for appointments.

Looks like she's free
till midnight.

Um, while we're doing that,
just, um, one more issue.

We need you to tell us
your girlfriend's real name.

Brie.

Brie Miller.

"texting is the best way
to contact me.

I get back within an hour."
-Texting.

I wonder if that's why the
victim's cellphone was missing.

You ready,Mike?

This is something my wife
never needs to hear about.

I bet
Brie hears that a lot.

Michael?

Goodness.

You're more beautiful
than your pictures.

That is very sweet of you.

Would you like to buy me a drink
here first,

or do you want to
go on up to your room?

Are you even
old enough to drink?

Almost.

But you would be surprised what
I've learned to get away with.

Or maybe I can show you?

You know,
I think going up to the room,

is an excellent idea.

Great.
After you.

Okay.

Now, just so we're clear
about everything up front.

And we can
get it out of our way,

the appointment
is $600 an hour.

I accept credit card,

Or you could put the money
in this envelope,

And we will start.

Let's use my visa.
Might as well get the miles.

Okay, great.

I can swipe it on my phone.

One second.

Credit cards.
what a world.

Um... What do I call you?

Whatever you want.

Okay. All done.

See how easy that was?

Now, I bet you could use
a little fun.

The card's account
has just been charged $600

By a
university contributions.

Oh, oh, uh, she's...

I see it. I see it.
Ye gods.

We better stop this now,

Or I'll have to
drink myself to sleep.

You sure you don't want to
let it go for one more minute?

Look how fast
she's undressing Mike.

I may never get this image
out of my brain.

It's time for room service.
Flynn, please.

Tell me
when it's safe to look.

Room service?

I ordered champagne.

Oh. How nice.

Miss Miller, you're under arrest
for solicitation.

You have the right to remain silent.
Are you serious?

Anything you say can and will...
We are not having sex.

Be used against you in a court of law.
Tell them that we were

Not having sex.
You have the right to an Attorney.

If you cannot afford one,
one will be appointed for you by the court.

Okay, I am not saying anything
until I speak to my Attorney.

Put your clothes on, Miss.

And I'm afraid
your Attorney

Won't be able to
talk to you tonight.

Why?
I get a phone call.

Don't waste it
calling Robert cushing.

Good work.

Take our university doll 101
to holding for the night.

Let's give our
seen-it-all college student

A post-graduate course
in the law.

Thank you.

I'll run the paperwork
down to booking.

Be right back, Ma'am.
Okay.

Oh, detective Sanchez.

This is Mark.

He's gonna be staying with you
for the next few days

Until we locate his family.

Mark, say hello
to detective Sanchez.

Hey.
How are you doing, bud?

Spending last night with a bunch
of black people was bad enough.

I'm not going anywhere
with a Mexican.

That's amazing,
isn't it?

Yes, it is. Yes.

This would be huge
for my next identity,

But Buzzsays
we can't even show it.

I mean, why?

And we should talk to this guy
and...

Buzzcan't bring Mr. Hecht
from prison

Without applying
for a removal order.

No, no, no, no.
I-I mean...

I mean we go to the prison
and we confront this Hecht guy,

This killer, and we show him
what we put together.

That's one of the worst ideas
I have ever heard.

And you should have
stopped filming

The second
Buzz told you to.

I did, mom. I stopped...
i stopped for a minute.

I just went back and...
all right, listen to me.

Buzz ... can only
use this evidence

To talk to Mr. Hecht
as a potential witness,

Which, by the way,
was your suggestion.

Yeah, but now that...
now that we know...

Oh, let's talk about
what you don't know

Or what you don't remember.

Mr. Hecht
is one of two people,

responsible for
murdering Buzz's father.

You talk to hecht,

He could immediately
contact his accomplice,

And this case
will fall apart completely.

I want you to
delete this video

From your laptop
and your cellphone.

Okay, but, mom...
right now.

Wait... wait a minute, mom.
I-I... I said right now.

So, how go the joys
of parenting?

What did you learn
your first night as a dad?

I didn't sleep, sir.

That's very common.

But how is
poor little Mark?

Mark...
ah, he hates Mexicans.

Yeah, he... he called me
a wetback,

and he demanded
that my mom speak english.

He's probably just trying to
get a rise out of you.

It's hard to sleep your
first night in a new place.

No. No.
He's... he's nocturnal.

Every time I turned out
the lights, five minutes later,

He was out of bed,
and he had the television on.

And when I finally
hid the remote,

Poor little Mark
called immigration on me.

What?

And they came.
So, that was an hour.

Thank you.
You know, sometimes I waver

On the subject of kids,
but this helps.

Mm.
How's Mark doing now?

You know, I left him with
my mother and our neighbor.

I do... I don't know how
that's going to turn out, Ma'am.

He'll end up
doing better than Brie,

A.K.A.
Our university doll,

did in holding last night,

mixing it up with other
ladies of the evening.

I gave her
a choice this morning

Of hanging out with
her new friends or revoking.

She's on her way up.

None of her new friends
were anywhere,

near as high-end as Brie.

Checking her LLC,
just from cushing,

She was getting
$600 to $1,800 a week.

But university doll
isn't the only person

Stuffing other men's money
into an LLC.

And for
the past six months,

the victim's wife
was transferring large sums

from joint accounts
she holds with her husband

into individual ones
she holds in Panama.

Ah, well,
Patrol's meeting Dr. Cushing

and her daughter
at the airport.

Well, while we wait
for Dr. Cushing to arrive,

We should spend a moment talking
with her potential motive.

I don't understand why
you're asking about Bobby.

What happened to him?

This.
-Oh, my god.

Oh, my god. He's dead?

Very.
And it looks personal, too.

So, you wouldn't have any idea
who would have been,

mad enough at Bobby
to crush his head in?

No. No.
He was very sweet...

At least, to me.

- And you met how?
- Online.

And compared to
a lot of other guys,

He was actually
pretty tame.

Was your boyfriend jealous

Of your relationship
with Mr. Cushing?

What a stupid question.

No.
No, he wasn't jealous.

Why would he be?

And I did not have
a relationship with Bobby. God.

It was transactional,
safe sex.

The sex doesn't look all that safe to me.
Over and done with in a private hotel room

By two discreet adults.

Please.

Please do not smear Bobby's
whole life because he...

he spent a night with me
before he died.

Please.

You have a visitor, possibly two.
He doesn't deserve that.

His... his family doesn't
deserve that...

Oh, god. ...And I don't deserve that,
either.

If he was murdered,
it was by someone

Who was unhappy about
their divorce.

Where were you between
6:00 and 7:00A.M. Yesterday?

I was at home
with my boyfriend.

Let me share our problem
with you, Brie.

You're a prostitute, and your
so-called boyfriend, Eric...

Who's in a holding cell, too,
by the way...

Joins in sometime.

So, our problem...

How can we let two known
criminals alibi for each other?

You're coming after us?

When Bobby's wife
was such a bitch?

I might be a criminal,

but I never pushed Bobby
off the balcony of his home.

I never locked Bobby
out of his room

And set fire
to his clothes.

He told me he would give her
whatever she wanted

Just so she wouldn't go nuts
on him and his daughter.

She's always furious.
Mad about what?

Ask her if you can pry her off
that beach she's on in Hawaii

While her husband
works his ass off.

She seems to know an
awful lot about cushing's life

For someone who's not
in a relationship with him.

Guys sometimes talk
to their hookers.

When they're trying to establish
a need for discretion.

I worked vice.

Oh,
finally some white people.

Are you guys
gonna save me or what?

I'm...I'm sorry,
Ma'am. I'm sorry.

Uh, Dr. Cushing and her daughter
are here.

Where would you
like me to put them?

There are only two people
you can't hide things from...

Your mother
and your bookkeeper.

His mother was dead,
so I made sure

To make good friends with
my husband's accountant.

"Oh, Bobby," I'd say, "you work
so much harder than I do.

Let me handle the bills."

I don't think he understood that
I was seeing checks go out,

to cover these giant
personal expenses

On his Corporate
credit card.

So, you knew that Mr. Cushing
was cheating on you.

Cheating? Yes.

Most people call it cheating,
don't they?

Not me.
I call it betrayal.

I call it lying.

And after years of apologies,

and "I swear it will never
happen agains,"

I call it unforgivable.

Does your daughter
feel the same way?

Children can't be
used as weapons.

So, Megan knew nothing about
her father's infidelities.

No, and she never will,

Unless one of those whores
killed him.

Is that it?
Was he murdered by a hooker?

It's possible.

Tell me, doctor.

You kept Megan in the dark,

about her father's
extramarital activities.

Was she also unaware
that you were transferring

large sums of money
to Panama

from a joint account
held by you and your husband?

Everything in marriage
has a price.

That's what
Bobby used to say.

Children, pets,
emotional suffering...

He monetized it all.

I wasn't gonna
let him do that to me,

So I transferred
my emotional suffering,

somewhere where he couldn't
reduce it to a calculation.

But that's not what
I want to say to Megan,

And if you're going to
tell her

that Bobby was murdered
by a hooker ... don't.

She adored her father
and he adored her

and I don't want her
to lose that.

Does your daughter know
a young woman named Brie Miller?

Brie?

Yes.
We all know her.

Brie and Megan
grew up together.

Really?

She's spent countless nights
at our house.

Bobby was the divorce lawyer
for her parents.

Why? What does this
have to do with Brie Miller?

Please stay where you are,
Mrs. Cushing.

Someone will...
someone will join you shortly.

One second.

I don't understand.

Your mother says
she can't handle the boy alone,

and I have to pick up
my daughter from work.

And Mark
gets out of the car

Every time I stop
at a red light.

Mexicans should be
used to running.

You have to run
everywhere you go...

Over the border,
from the police.

I have a right to be treated
like a white person,

and I have a right to
run away from non-Americans.

I have a right to an Attorney,
too.

You want an Attorney?

Well, you need to be
under arrest for that.

Is that what you want?
Is it?

Because then I could
cuff you to that chair,

and you wouldn't be
running anywhere.

Is that what you want?
Is it?

And where's his,
uh, mom and dad?

He's a DCFs
emergency placement.

My mom was probably
kidnapped by Mexican immigra...

Hey, I could stay with him,
detective.

Oh, that would be great.

See? All the problems you people
make are solved by whites.

Thank you, Mrs. Urzua,
for helping my mom.

Thank you.

I'd keep him myself if I didn't
have so much to do today.

Poor baby.

He's probably just
a little parrot.

Call me later.

He likes television, but...

Oh, my god. You little...
where's the remote?

Put the remote back on the table
right now,

Or I will arrest you
for theft.

I mean it.

I don't want it anyway.
You probably touched it.

Do not let him watch
violent films,

and no matter what he says,

don't drop him off
at the zoo.

Go ahead.
Drop me off at the zoo.

See what I care.
My mom will find me.

Yeah.
I don't know about that.

So, what would you
like to watch?

"Spongebob."
Can we please watch "Spongebob"?

Yeah.

Um, you know that spongebob
isn't white, don't you?

Her mother kept Megan
very young for her age,

and now
we just chat in class some.

Okay. So you're not
best buddies anymore,

But back in high school,
before you started having sex

With your best friend's dad...
it is not like that.

Look at the website.
My face is blurred.

Bobby and I didn't realize
we knew each other

Until I walked into
his hotel room.

And?
And what?

We were both embarrassed
for a few minutes,

And then he made me laugh,
I made him laugh,

And then it was like,
you know, why not?

Bobby was not a creep.
He... he was generous.

He was kind.

Look, this is a giant misunderstanding.
What was a misunderstanding?

Buzz, cue up the surveillance footage...
You might have been the last person...

Of Brie leaving the hotel again,
please. ...To talk to the victim.

That's going to come out.
Give me one second.

What are you thinking, Captain?
We can make a deal

Not to charge you and your boyfriend...
I'm thinking about our victim's missing cell

And that Brie liked to
make appointments by text.

No, no, no,
this cannot go on my record.

It can't go on Eric's record.
Who would care if a text like that

Was on the victim's phone
after he was murdered?

Cushing's wife said that
the families were very close

When the girls
were growing up.

This would kill my mom and dad,
my whole family.

You know, she...

She seems extremely worried... If Bobby's
wife found out, that is not my fault.

About us
contacting her parents.

I didn't have anything to do with that.
Brie's father and our victim

Were still very good friends.
I-i will quit this internet business...

Here we go.
And Eric will quit, too.

This is the spot where
Brie looks back.

I'll enlarge
the picture.

Here.

You're not a child anymore.

And let's
take it back a second.

Because when you say this thing was a big
misunderstanding... Hey. I just sold my house.

It makes me think
you've left stuff out

And that you know more
than you are telling me.

No. No. No.

Here's another angle
of the lobby.

No.
Buzz, pause it.

I mean...
And zoom in.

This is her father.
And so is this.

We haven't charged you
or your boyfriend yet.

Well, it's not a coincidence.
But if you don't get real with us...

No. But it's also not evidence of murder... ...I
mean, right now, you're looking at jail time.

Is that what you want?
Yet.

Why are you holding my daughter?

She's a dean's list student
at UCLA,

never been in trouble
a single day in her life.

Mr. Miller,
I'm Captain Sharon Raydor.

And this is
my daughter's Attorney.

Oh,
we all know Mr. Corbett.

What is Brie
being charged with exactly

That would be
a major crime?

We're starting out with
a misdemeanor morals charge.

Wait. Wait.
Wait. Wait. Wait.

A morals charge?
What the hell does that mean?

You have to let me see
my little girl right now.

No, we don't,
and you'd be better off

Letting Mr. Corbett
speak with her first.

Your daughter
should understand,

that everyone has the right
to a lawyer.

And if a person doesn't like
the one they have,

One can be appointed for them
by the state.

Also, all suspects have
the right to remain silent,

And anything they say
can be used against them

In a court of law.

You haven't already
told her this?

Great.
Don't worry, jack.

We're home free.
Where's the girl?

Uh, right this way, sir.

Thank you, detective.

In the meantime, Mr. Miller,
if you would come with us,

We will explain everything
to you.

Yeah, I don't need
any explanations.

My daughter
isn't a criminal.

Well, if that's the case,
Mr. Miller, let me ask you this.

What do you think she was doing
at the collage hotel

Two nights ago
with your golfing Pal...

Bobby cushing?

What?

She wasn't...
what are you talking about?

Buzz.

Do you
recognize anyone here?

You want to tell us
what Brie was doing

In cushing's hotel room

The night before
he was murdered?

Because he was having sex
with my daughter, okay?

That's why.

Yeah, he was screwing
my little girl.

How can you be so sure?

Last week, Brie came by,

And while I cooked dinner,

She took our dog for a walk

and left her phone
on the counter.

It lit up with a text
from Bobby, and I saw it.

He sent her his room number
from that hotel

With a time and picture of her
from, uh... from...

Who knows how long
this had been going on,

But Bobby spent years...
years around Brie,

inviting her over to the house
for sleepovers, swim parties.

He was grooming her.
Do you understand?

He was grooming my little girl
for this...

God,
this unspeakable thing.

It may have been unspeakable,
but it wasn't for free.

What the hell
does that mean?

Did you ever notice
the expensive car

That your daughter drove,
sir?

Or wondered how she can afford
her Bbrentwood apartment?

I mean,
you didn't pay for it.

Your ex-wife
can't afford it.

That Eric...
her boyfriend... he has money.

Her boyfriend is on a
financial-needs scholarship at UCLA.

But you're not wrong,
Mr. Miller.

Brie had sex with cushing,

But not because
he manipulated her.

Your daughter is an escort.

No.

For $600 an hour, more if
her boyfriend joins in.

If you look on
the upper left-hand screen,

You'll see price points for
services she counts as extras.

Yes, sir.
The bottom screen to your left

Is the record of all the men
she charged via credit card.

No, no, no.
Th-this... this can't be true.

Stop... stop this.

Then there's the list of
text messages from other clients

That we downloaded
from her cellphone.

Just stop this.
Stop! Please!

You thought that your friend
was taking advantage of her.

You knew him very well.
He was your Attorney.

You played golf with him.
Hell, he was your friend.

You must have known how hard
he worked to stay in shape,

Running up and down the steps
of the Greek Theatre

Early in the morning,
phone strapped around his arm.

The phone that had
the text messages

and pictures
of your daughter.

Oh, my god.

Oh, what have I done?

You thought you were
protecting your little girl.

We're going to give you
one last chance to do that.

If you will write down exactly
what you did to cushing,

We won't charge Brie or her
boyfriend with prostitution.

She will not be branded

For the rest of her life
as a sex offender.

Your little girl
will get a second chance.

Or you can ask Brie's lawyer
to defend you

For murder
in the first degree,

and then consider what
this story will sound like

On the day that your daughter
takes the stand.

I'll have Eric
meet you downstairs,

But you'll have to
find your own ride home

Because he's already signed away
the car, Ma'am.

I'll drive them.

Guess you're all feeling
proud of yourselves.

Send me off to deal with Brie

While you tricked her father
into signing his life away.

No, but your client might
want to rethink the whole

"prostitution being
a victimless crime" thing.

Please get me out of here.

Please.
Yeah, no problem. Let's go.

Okay!

So, I've followed up
on all the fingerprints

That I could identify
from the ATM robbery,

Consolidated the partials,

and the person I believe would
make the most likely witness,

is a third-striker
named Gene Hecht,

at Kern Valley State Prison.

Now, I've also started
a removal order,

in case you agree
we should question Mr. Hecht.

However, we'd have to
hold him indefinitely and...

And in isolation so he can't
warn his accomplice.

Who was the trigger guy.

Uh, Captain, if you want,
I will read this novel,

that reserve officer Watson has
written for us and follow up.

Thank you very much,
Lieutenant.

And, buzz, good work.

Thank you, Captain.

Oh, man.

Thank god.

If you found his mom,

and you want to
take him back right now,

he's ready.

Well,
we found his mother,

but I'm afraid
she can't take him back.

Why?

She was shot to death
at least three days ago.

Her body was dumped
in Lincoln Heights.

Lincoln Heights.
That's Hollenbeck Division.

Captain,
you want me to call them?

Yes, please, Mike,
and tell them,

that Major Crimes
will be taking over this case.

Oh, my god.

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