The Closer (2005–2012): Season 4, Episode 6 - Problem Child - full transcript

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

What's that?

A real-estate flyer.

Four bedrooms. Ranch
style. Big backyard. Pool.

A custom gourmet kitchen.

- And it's within our price range?
- Yeah.

- Where is it located?
- New copper plumbing. New electric.

New roof.

- Where though?
- Great school district.

Perfect for starting a family.

- Fritzy, where is it?
- Calabasas.



Cal, who?

Your phone is the duplex.

This tissue box, Parker Center.

Your shoes, the FBI on Wilshire.

Your underwear, the Valley.

And Calabasas is?

- There.
- That's not even Los Angeles.

It's LA County. Just see the
place before you decide you hate it.

Brenda, Los
Angeles is a big place.

Are you saying you don't want
me looking anywhere in the Valley?

Answer. Answer. Answer.

Let it go to voicemail.

Deputy Chief Johnson.
Yes, Sergeant Gabriel.

When was that reported?



Okay. Where are you now?

I'll be there shortly.

Critical missing, 13-year-old boy.
Missing one hour and 35 minutes.

You want to call the office and
volunteer? We could practice carpooling.

Sergei Monroe. Age 13.

According to his parents, they
sent him to his room last night

for arguing with his
16-year-old sister, Theresa,

at approximately 8:00
p.m. yesterday evening.

This morning, 6:00 a.m., Sergei's
mother goes to wake him up, he's gone.

They look around for
about 30 minutes, called 911.

Do the Monroes have a
home security system?

Alarms? Video cameras?

No, but apparently Sergei
does have a cell phone.

We've been calling it, but it just
keeps going straight to voicemail.

Any sign of forced entry?
Busted windows, locks?

No, and we interviewed Mr. and
Mrs. Monroe and their daughter,

all individually, and they
all say the same thing.

It's pretty much
a normal evening.

Chief, kid could be a
runaway. He's done this before.

His father said he only called
911 as a precaution, anyway.

- Or because they're in denial.
- All right, then.

Mrs. Monroe, Mr. Monroe,

I'm Deputy Chief Brenda
Leigh Johnson of the LAPD

and this is Agent Fritz
Howard from the FBI.

- Oh, my God! FBI?
- Now, we help out with critical missings.

Critical? What?

Any time a child, 13
or under, goes missing,

we classify their return
as our highest priority,

which means we won't stop
looking until we find your son.

But Sergei just... I
told your detectives

he's probably gonna show
up at school any minute,

or if he tries to come home,
he's gonna see all of you here

- and think he's in even more trouble.
- Sergei's run away twice before.

He's had a few
problems adapting lately.

- Adapting to what?
- America.

- Where's he from?
- Russia.

We adopted him five years ago.

And you found him through...

An orphanage. I mean, he
had no family. There's no one.

There's no one in Russia
who's gonna be looking for Sergei

or trying to kidnap
him. This... My God.

So the last time you saw
Sergei was 8:00 p.m. last night

after you sent him to his
room for arguing with his sister?

- Yes.
- And what was the argument about?

Just him using Theresa's
things without permission.

I mean, this is nothing we
haven't gone through before.

And where's your daughter now?

Theresa. We need
to talk to you again.

Theresa. Open the door, please.

So the entire world stops to
pay attention to Sergei. Is that it?

- I see you like your privacy.
- Uh-huh.

You see my hair? It used
to be a lot longer than this,

then one night Sergei thought it'd be
funny to cut it off while I was sleeping.

He does cute stuff like that. For
example, torturing and killing my cat.

And no matter what Dad tells you,
that's why he put the lock on my door.

Because Sergei is a psycho.

You and Sergei had an argument
last night. What was that about?

He and his little pathetic
friend Jason were...

- Jason? Who's Jason?
- Jason Hetner.

He'll do anything Sergei
tells him. It's pitiful.

And yesterday, they both
created yet another nightmare

for our next door
neighbor, Mr. Taft.

What did they do to the
neighbor? Your brother and...

Sergei's not my brother.

He's only here because my
mom wanted to have a boy

and she couldn't
have one herself.

Listen to me, Theresa. Sergei
is missing. This is very serious.

- Someone may have taken him, or...
- Taken him?

Come with me.

You really think someone would
want to abduct a kid who draws like this?

Dad has to paint over the
walls in here all the time.

Chief. Excuse me. There's
something you should see.

You're so worried about what
someone might be doing to Sergei?

I think you should be
more concerned about

what Sergei is doing
to someone else.

- Dried blood.
- Yeah, I think so, too.

SID is analyzing a sample right
now. The turn signal's cracked.

Is that hair? TAO: It is.

Short. Black. Pulled from the
root. Could be the boy's, yes.

- Looks close.
- Whose car is this?

- Theresa's.
- Okay, let's impound the vehicle,

and Theresa also said
something about Sergei

and a next-door-neighbor,
a Mr. Taft.

Let's see if we can talk to him.

Chief. Chief, this way.

According to a lady three houses
down, a Mr. Taft, divorced, lives alone.

Had an argument last
night with Mr. Monroe.

They were standing
right out here in the street,

screaming and yelling at
each other about Sergei,

but she doesn't know why.

Sanchez is already over here
at the Taft house. Right here.

So are we looking at
a runaway here or not?

I'd rather have Sergei
answer that question.

Oh, here. These look
like fresh tire tracks, Chief.

- See if they match Theresa's car.
- Chief, no one's answering the door,

but there's something in his
backyard that we should look at.

Okay.

Is it locked? For heaven's
sakes. Fritzy, do you mind?

Want to lose the bag?

What is that, a grave?
We gotta get in there.

Oh, for heaven's sakes.

We could call Judge Reisser,
get a search warrant for the house,

the yard and the cars.

Okay. Meanwhile, gentlemen,
we have exigent circumstances,

- so let's start digging, now.
- You don't want to wait for a warrant?

No, no. That grave is probable
cause. Shovels! Shovels, please!

All right, well, get
the warrant anyway.

I don't want a murderer to
get away on a technicality.

Okay.

Thank you. Thank you, Detective.

Hold it. Hold it. Hold it.

I got something.
I got something.

Okay.

Okay, okay. Okay. GABRIEL: Okay.

Easy. Easy.

- It's stiff, chief. It's stiff.
- Okay. Okay.

Hey! Hey! Hey, what's going on here?
What are you doing on my property?

LAPD. We got a search
warrant. Get him out of here.

- What the hell is going on here?
- We have a warrant, sir.

- You have no right to do this!
- We have a warrant.

- Get him out. Let's go.
- No right!

What the hell are you
doing on my property?

- Police business.
- You have no right to do this. No right!

Instead of digging up Ralphie,

why don't you arrest that
little son of a bitch Sergei

that killed my dog?

You saw Sergei Monroe
do this to your dog?

Trust me. The kid did it.

- When was the last time you saw him?
- Yesterday morning.

What? Is Sergei missing?
Did he run away again?

Because if he has, why don't you do
everyone in the neighborhood a favor

and stop looking for him?

Sir, I find your attitude
towards this boy worrisome.

How about this for an
attitude? I want that kid dead.

How about that?

You want some more suspects, why
don't you go up and down our street.

Ask anyone. 'Cause everyone
hates Sergei. Not just me.

And his parents are useless.

Why didn't you report
him to the police then?

I did! But you people,
you didn't do anything at all.

And what's the result?

Yesterday, I came home from work
to find my dog dead on my front lawn.

Sergei and that creepy kid,
they let him out of the backyard

and they ran him
down in cold blood.

Now, when you say
Sergei ran over Ralphie,

you mean this 13-year-old
kid was driving the vehicle?

Yeah. Yeah, he's
done it several times.

He takes his big sister's car
out on the street for a race,

and that's against
the law, isn't it?

- What did you do about that? Nothing.
- So after you found your dog,

you went across the street
and argued with Sergei's father.

I told Brian before that I
would sue his ass, and I will.

What else did you tell him?
A neighbor heard you arguing.

Did you threaten Sergei?

I don't remember what I
said. I'll tell you what I did.

I took my dog, who
never hurt anyone,

and I gave him a decent burial,

and then I got drunk,
and if that's a crime,

you go ahead and arrest me.

Excuse me one second.

Yeah, listen. Let's you
and I go take a walk, okay?

Do me a favor. Put your
hands in your pockets.

Okay. Do you want to arrest Mr. Taft
for burying his dog in his backyard?

- Ralphie is not our victim.
- But he could be our motive.

Or a good reason
for Sergei to vamoose.

Explains why the Monroes
weren't very specific

about the argument
they had with their son.

I sent a patrol car over to
check Sergei's best friend Jason.

Nobody home, and he didn't
go to school today, either.

But no one's
reported him missing,

and Jason and Sergei
both have rap sheets.

I'm waiting to get them, but who knows?
Maybe they took off somewhere together.

So we need to have a
discussion about circumstances.

What circumstances? You want
to call off the critical missing?

This kid, Sergei, has an extensive juvenile
record and a history of running away.

It appears that his father
punished him, not unjustly,

and the boy ran off in
the middle of the night.

If we investigated everything
based on appearances,

we'd have a
whole lot less to do.

Do I get a vote here? I think it is
too early to say what happened.

I'd like a vote, too, because
as of 3:00 p.m. today,

I'm gonna have both
presidential candidates in town

and I guess I'm gonna have to
decide which one not to protect.

So tell me, Chief Johnson,

is half my security force out
there looking for a runaway?

You want me to decide right
now if this is a critical missing?

- I do.
- Would you be applying

this kind of pressure if it was
your kid we were looking for?

The city of Los Angeles
does not want or expect me

to run this department
the way I do my family.

Sergei was two weeks
shy of his 14th birthday.

If his parents had called 911

15 days later, we
would've sent one patrol car,

two uniforms and filed a report.
So, what are we doing here?

It doesn't feel like a critical
missing. It really doesn't.

Thank you. Priority Homicide will
continue to search for Sergei Monroe.

Meanwhile, Commander Taylor,
break down the crisis center.

Tell the press that, in line
with the family's wishes,

we're treating this
situation as a runaway.

Agent Howard, if you remain concerned,
you're welcome to stay, of course.

Chief, that guy's crying again.

I put him in the back of my car.
What do you want me to do with him?

Well, Lieutenant Flynn, you
can let Mr. Taft go for now.

And, if you would,

please help him take Ralphie
back across the street. Thank you.

Chief, the blood on the front
of Theresa Monroe's car is,

as suspected, canine.

And they've matched one of the
hairs embedded in the front fender

to poor Ralphie.

Who was run over by Sergei,
if we can believe Mr. Taft.

Chief, I'm guessing that
you can trust Mr. Taft on this.

I mean, apart from being
a building contractor,

and I've never had a good
experience with a building contractor yet,

Mr. Taft has no record.

Well, our boy Sergei's got him beat,
big time. I've got his rap sheet here.

Charges range from vandalism
to marijuana possession.

- He's got...
- Underage driving without a license?

Twice, also three times for
truancy and disturbing the peace

- with guess who?
- Jason Hetner.

Hey, maybe these two boys
are just hiding out together.

Or they were abducted together.

Jason's 14. Six months
older than Sergei.

Uh, his parents divorced last year and he's
been slipping out of school ever since,

compiling his own
history with the LAPD.

Tried contacting his mother on
her cell, home and office. No answer.

Yeah, and there's still no answer
at the door at the house, either.

Okay. I want to check the
dates on their arrest records.

See how often they were
picked up together and where.

- Uh, Detective Sanchez?
- Soon as either one of them makes a call,

we can lock onto the cell phone
tower they're using and find them.

Why have you stopped
looking for my son?

My whole division is applying every
resource at its disposal to find your son.

So, Mr. Monroe, this morning you
were certain that Sergei had run away.

He's never been gone more
than five hours before. Never.

And you said you wouldn't stop
the search until you found him.

I haven't stopped.

But I've been seriously delayed
because both you and your wife

withheld information from me about
this so-called family argument last night.

All right, all right. Look.

Mr. Taft was already very upset.
I didn't want to drag him into this.

Drag him into it? Sir. If
Mr. Taft's story is true,

he may well be the reason
that Sergei is missing.

- Now, did Sergei run over his dog?
- Yes.

- With Theresa's car?
- Yes.

Jason let the dog out,
but Sergei ran him down.

We asked Theresa not
to mention this to you.

- Because?
- Because we were afraid that

if you thought Sergei was a problem
child, instead of bringing him home,

- you might arrest him.
- Look. We're mortified

about the entire
situation. We apologize.

And we were slow to
understand how terrible it could be.

Do you have anything at all?

The name Jason Hetner keeps
coming up, and we can't find him, either.

- Jason's missing, too?
- Not technically.

But we can't find him,
and we'd really like to.

Jason's a bad influence.
There's no question about it.

We tried to separate them.

But his mother won't call
us back or meet with us,

even though they've
been arrested together.

- Speaking of...
- Yes, Sergeant, what'd you find?

Jason and Sergei
both have been reported

for trespassing three times at
a place known as The Tunnels.

- It's a neighborhood magnet for...
- We know what it's a magnet for,

and I've absolutely forbidden
Sergei to go there again.

I mean, it's dangerous. Why...

Susan, we should go there and
see if he's there or if Jason's there...

- No, no, no, no. We're going.
- I would like to come with you.

Look, ma'am, I understand
why you would like to come,

but it is more important
that you and your husband

go home and wait
for Sergei to call.

No, no, our daughter's there with the
people you have covering the phones,

and Theresa will call us the
second that Sergei comes back.

If he sees me, if he hears me call his
name, he'd be more likely to answer. Please.

I do better with him
than anyone else.

Sergei! Sergei, it's Mom!

Mrs. Monroe, I have to ask
you not to call out, please.

We don't know who
all's in here. Thank you.

Nice hideout.

All right, Lieutenant Provenza,
please wait here with the parents.

Uh, Lieutenant Tao, I'd like to get a
patrol car or two, if we can get them.

All right then. Let's see
what all's down here.

LAPD. Anyone in here?

Just a rat! Just a rat. - Relax.

Chief. Chief.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, Detective
Sanchez, Lieutenant Flynn,

let's find out if Sergei's
by himself in here.

Detective Daniels, please step
outside and call the morgue and SID.

I need this place checked
for a weapon and blood,

and I want the search revved
up for Jason Hetner, please.

Got it.

- Hey, where are you going?
- I'm getting some air.

Besides, this isn't a critical
missing anymore, is it?

Wait, what did you find?

Hello? Hello, is he in there?
Did you find him? Hello?

He suffered two blows to the head
from an almost blunt instrument,

a bad hit here
at the left temple,

and then a very bad hit here,
at the left central parietal bone,

death almost instantaneous.

There wasn't a lot of
blood where we found him.

Then he died elsewhere.

Hmm. Also explains
why we found no weapon.

Well, look for something
that leaves a waffle pattern.

See this cross-hatching
with dimples?

- Probably some sort of tool, I'm guessing.
- Like, for construction?

Maybe something a building
contractor might have?

Sounds right.

- Were there any signs of molestation?
- No. Thank God.

The poor kid was murdered,
but it stopped there.

Would you preserve the
wounds for me, Doctor?

With a casting or
the epidermis itself?

Uh, cut out the actual
wound, please. Thank you.

Would you like that
for here or to go?

- Doctor.
- Chief Pope.

Uh, time of death?

The boy was found in a dark, moist
place, which could've sped up the decomp.

So I'd have to say, broadly,
between 6 and 24 hours.

Thank you.

As soon as you can,
please, Doctor. Excuse me.

I made a horrible mistake.

Will, we have two
things to rely on.

Instinct and training.

- We went with our gut feelings and...
- Because of that, this boy is dead.

We don't know
our culpability yet.

Sergei could've left the
house in the middle of the night.

He could've been dead
before we got the call,

and on his body, we found a
cell phone and some pot. So...

So it wasn't a robbery. What
are you suggesting, then?

This was, what, a fight between friends,
or that Sergei was a little drug dealer?

'Cause that's a big "So what?"
He's still a 13-year-old kid.

What about this friend? This Jason Hetner.
Is he a suspect or another possible victim?

Um... I can't say. We are
having trouble locating him.

But I have the rest of my detectives
and six patrol cars out looking for him.

All right. As of now,
Jason Hetner is missing.

Use any resources you have to
find him. I don't care what it costs.

Excuse me, Chiefs. Detective
Sanchez just found Jason.

He's on his way down to
Parker Center with him right now.

Is the boy all right?

He's okay enough to run.
Little bastard's fast, too.

Yeah, so his mother finally comes
home, and we ask her, you know,

"Can we look in your garage?
Can we look in your son's room?"

And she says, "Is this all
because he skipped school again?"

- Like it was nothing at all.
- Is she here now? Jason's mother?

Too tired. Great mom, huh?
Didn't see her son this morning.

Hadn't seen him since last night.
She finally lets us into Jason's room,

and as I'm looking in the kid's closet,
guess who crawls out from under the bed?

And he jumps out the window and
I have to chase him for five blocks.

- So any chance this boy is our murderer?
- He ran.

Okay. Let's go, Sergeant.

Good work. Good work.

Hello, Jason. I'm Deputy
Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson.

I just have a few questions
about the last 24 hours.

- Questions I don't have to answer, right?
- That's true.

Instead of you and I
having a little conversation,

I could arrest you
and send you to juvie.

And since you demonstrated
you're a flight risk,

I will personally speak
at your petition to detain.

You'll be in custody for the entire
six months leading up to your trial.

Is that really how you want to
spend your summer and fall?

- No.
- Let's try the questions then, shall we?

You are friends with
Sergei Monroe, are you not?

Ask Sergei who his friends are.

All right. Never mind.
Book this little smart aleck.

No, no, no. Wait, wait,
wait, wait. Wait a minute.

How much trouble am I in?

Well, I can guarantee you it's gonna
get worse if you don't cooperate.

Fine. Fine. Okay. I'll tell you
what happened yesterday.

I just want some protection.

- Protection from who?
- From Sergei.

Why do you need
protection from him?

He makes me do things.

Makes you? How does he make you?

- He just does.
- Well, what does he use? A knife? A gun?

I mean, come on,
you're bigger than Sergei.

He knows... He knows
certain things about me.

- What things?
- That's not part of the story, okay?

God. All right? He just...
He makes me do things.

I need to know what that
means or I am leaving.

- I'm leaving.
- No, no, no. Wait a minute.

Okay. You want to know? Okay.

Sergei pulled me
into an alley once

and he grabbed my hand,

pulled me towards him,

asked me if I...

He asked me...

Are you saying Sergei made
sexual advances on you?

- Yes.
- What did he do?

He asked me if I
wanted to kiss him.

And I did.

But Sergei didn't.
It was a trap.

Then every day after that he
threatened to tell people all about me.

- So he's been blackmailing you.
- Yeah.

Ain't love grand. Jeez,
Louise, this Sergei kid.

He can't know that
I'm telling you this.

That's a promise I can keep.

Provided that you tell me
exactly what happened yesterday.

So Sergei, he wanted me to
let Ralphie out of Mr. Taft's yard.

He was going to drive Theresa's car
up the street and the dog would chase it.

I opened the gate, and Ralphie
ran out into the front yard,

but Sergei didn't
drive off. He...

He gunned the car over
the curb and he hit the dog.

I jumped off the fence. I ran
and I tried to help Ralphie,

but he was making
these gurgling sounds.

- Okay? I'm sorry.
- Okay, okay. What happened then?

Well, then I made Sergei take
the car back into the garage.

Look, really, if I had known
that he was gonna kill Ralphie,

- I would've never helped him. Never.
- So did you fight with him after that?

Did you punish him for
what he did to Ralphie?

Punish him?

You're kidding, right?

Jason.

Sergei Monroe was
found dead this afternoon

in a place you two were
known to hang out. The Tunnels.

What?

How did...

Oh, my... You think that...
You think that I killed him?

It wasn't me. It was Mr. Taft.

It was Mr. Taft, I'm telling
you. It was Mr. Taft, okay?

- How do you know it was Mr. Taft?
- Because I heard him.

He was screaming at
Mr. Monroe in the street. Okay?

And he was saying to him
how he was gonna kill Sergei.

Right back where we started.

But I didn't hear
anything after that...

- Damn it.
- Because that's when

Sergei's sister
came in the garage

when we were hammering out the
dents, and she was freaking out, and I ran.

- I just ran.
- Did you say hammering out the dents?

Voicemail recordings from
Sergei Monroe's cell phone,

- minus the messages from LAPD.
- Okay. Thank you.

Uh, do you have a flashlight,
Lieutenant? And a cell phone, please?

Thank you. Thanks.

You looking for
something, Chief?

A circular waffle pattern

that matches this.

What do you think, Lieutenant?

I think you got a match.

You want me to
take off the fender?

Yes, please, and could you
bring it to the Murder Room?

- Thank you.
- Luis? Pull that fender.

What makes a child go
bad, nature or nurture?

Unfortunately, Chief, by the time we
get involved, it really doesn't matter.

Sergei, this is Theresa
and I hate your stupid guts.

I hate you.

You've ruined my car. And when
you get home, I'm going to kill you.

Message received
yesterday at 7:18 a.m.

Damn it, Sergei. The police
are outside your house.

Man, leave me out of this.

Message received
yesterday at 7:43 a.m.

Sergei, you're
destroying this family.

Mom can't stop crying.

Dad's going out of his mind. All
because of you. I hope you're dead.

I hope you've been run over the
same way you ran over Ralphie.

Hey.

Sounds like there's more than
one problem child out there.

There are no more
messages in your mailbox.

You were right. I should've kept
the critical missing designation.

Yeah. Well...

The odds were stacked
against you from the start.

- Hey. I was looking at that.
- It sold already.

You were right,
it's too far away.

The only reason to move
out there is the schools.

Otherwise, it may be
more house than we need,

may be more trouble
than we want to go through.

What do you think?

- Let's talk about it tonight. Is that okay?
- Okay.

- Hey. Have a good day at work.
- You, too.

Lieutenant Provenza. Good
morning. I'm on my way to the morgue,

and I need you to do a
few things for me first.

Will?

You had Lieutenant Provenza
arrest Theresa Monroe

- for murdering her brother?
- Yes.

Time of death?

I won't know exactly
until I get the confession.

All right. Well,
I'll watch then.

Excuse me. Theresa's parents
haven't asked for a lawyer,

but they do want to be in
the room while you talk to her.

Buzz has already set
up some extra cameras.

I'll take care of it. Lieutenant,
I need a waiver form, please.

Yes, ma'am.

Our daughter would never
murder her own brother. Ever.

Well, Theresa told me she didn't
think of Sergei as her actual brother.

- And you know what? I believe her.
- How can you do this to us?

- After all we've been through.
- Look.

If you want to stay here
while I interview your daughter,

I need you and your wife

to initial the marked areas
and sign on the bottom or leave.

This explains your rights.
Theresa, you recognize this fender?

I didn't do anything to Sergei.

Are you suggesting that
Theresa ran over our son?

Sir? Sign the forms or
leave! There's no in between.

Let's look underneath
the fender, please.

On the underside, you
see this waffle pattern?

Someone was trying to pound
the fender back into shape.

This is from Sergei's scalp,

the skin from one of the
bludgeoning wounds that killed him.

Get it away from me. Get it
away from me. Mom! Mom!

You will notice that the waffle
pattern on the epidermis of the wound

matches exactly
the one on the car.

THERESA: Why? SUSAN:
I will not let you continue

to treat us...

This is disgusting and
unfair to my daughter.

How can you show this to us?

To prove that the same tool that
was used on your daughter's car

was also used to kill your son.

That is the mark that
this hammer makes.

Sergei was using one just like it to
hammer out the dents in Theresa's car.

She came out to the
garage while he was using it,

grabbed it from his
hand and killed him.

- What?
- Brian, stop this.

Sergei cut your hair. He killed your
cat. He stole your car and wrecked it.

And in a fit of anger,

you jerked this from his
hand and smashed his head in.

- I have a witness.
- I never wanted Sergei dead.

Wait, wait, wait.
You have a witness?

Please, I never wanted him dead.

You have a witness who
saw Theresa kill my son?

He puts her in the garage while
the hammer was being used,

and Theresa left two threatening
messages on Sergei's cell phone

yesterday at 7:00 in the morning
saying she intended to kill him.

- No, I never wanted Sergei dead...
- Wait, wait, wait.

Theresa made those calls
after Sergei was already dead.

How do you know when he died?

We were never able to
establish a time of death.

But you bring up
an excellent point.

Only people who thought
Sergei was still alive

would bother calling
him on his cell.

There were two messages from
Theresa, and one from Jason Hetner,

but not one from
you or your wife.

And why? Because you
knew he wouldn't answer!

- Dad? Dad, what is she talking about?
- It's okay.

Lieutenant Tao? Would you please
escort Theresa out of the room.

Come with me, dear.

Go ahead, honey. We'll be
out in a minute. Go ahead.

It's okay.

This way.

So sit down. Let's talk.

You call 911.

You thought that someone would
just pop over and take a quick report.

You were stunned
at our reaction.

You came down here to find out how close
we were to actually finding something.

You did everything you could to
point us in the direction of Jason.

Well, those games are over now.

Which one of you is the
monster that killed your own son?

Sergei was the monster.

Killing that dog was only the last in
a long list of horrible, horrible things.

A list that starts with stuffing his
pet hamsters in the garbage disposal.

Cutting up
squirrels. Killing cats.

Stepping on baby birds, and I...

I thought we could
work with him, and I tried.

We took him to anger
camps, to psychiatrists.

We sent him to boarding
school, to a military academy.

We even tried to return him to
Russia, and they wouldn't take him back.

- Susan, we can't hide what happened.
- No. No. She does not understand,

Sergei's aggression was
created by his biological mother,

who abandoned him,
or it was genetics...

I mean, where else does that
sort of violence come from?

Maybe from parents who smashed
him in the head with a hammer.

Which one of you did that?
Or did you both have a swing?

Is it not clear? There was
something wrong with him.

Look, I get it.

Sergei was a little psycho,
and he was growing up fast,

and you didn't plan
on actually killing him.

Which is what makes this
more a crime of passion.

And you were concerned
for your daughter's life.

I mean, isn't that why you
put the deadbolt on her door?

Yes. Yes.

Exactly, and last
night, after Taft...

We went into the garage after we
saw that poor dog lying in the yard.

And I grabbed Sergei, and I
pulled him out from under the car,

and I demanded to
know if he'd killed Ralphie,

and he just...

He just laughed.

So I grabbed the hammer and...

I hit him. I don't...

I was so angry, I don't even think I
knew what I was doing. It was... I...

That's right. You were very
mad. The first time you hit him.

But then you hit him again.

There were two
blows to the skull.

Now, the first one wasn't hard
enough, but the second one...

It wasn't hard
at all. Not for me.

Very hard for Sergei,
yes. But not for me. No.

- And then I looked up at Susan.
- Brian...

Now, wait a minute, ma'am.

Are you involved in this crime?
Did you participate in this crime?

She was screaming at me to stop
but it just didn't register somehow.

I think maybe I was so surprised
after I hit him the first time,

because it was...

It was over before I
made the decision, really.

And then I just...

I saw Sergei lying
there, and I thought,

"He's not mine.

"He's not part of me."

And then while Susan
was yelling for me to stop,

I swung that hammer
down as hard as I could.

And I wrapped him
up in an old blanket,

and took him to where he liked
to go the most, which is a drain,

a sewage drain. A fitting
resting place, I thought.

Then I dumped the hammer
and went home, and I thought,

"Wow. We have our
family back, finally."

And you tell me, Chief Johnson,

what would you do if you
were responsible for Sergei?

As it so happens, I
am responsible for him,

and what I can do is put you under
arrest for the murder of your son.

So we couldn't have
prevented Sergei's murder.

No. No. He was dead
before we got the call.

So here's the deal. From now
on, we get a critical missing,

for 72 hours we search around the
clock with every available resource

until we either find
the child or the body.

No exceptions.

If that's a policy amendment, you
won't get any argument from me.

Okay.

Oh, and if you would
extend my personal apology

to Fritz, I'd appreciate it.

Absolutely.

Well, tell the Pope I accept his
apology, because I'm gracious.

I hate it when they forget
to put in that hot mustard.

- Why do I never ask for it?
- Because you're too gracious.

Look what I have.

Ah.

Brochure.

The Hollywood Hills.

Houses between my
shoes and the tissue box,

or your work and mine.

Two bedrooms,
office, pool, great views.

I take it then, you're not interested
in what school district we buy into.

I don't think we need to
worry about schools, really.

I see.

So unless you absolutely have
your heart set on a bigger place.

Well,

I go back and forth,
but a bigger place,

that needs to be
something we both want.

Maybe in this case,

smaller is better.

English -SDH