The Closer (2005–2012): Season 6, Episode 12 - High Crimes - full transcript

Adelle Crawford and her son, Roger.

Found dead in their Los Feliz home
seven years ago.

Her husband was on a plane...

...to China for a business trip
at the time of death.

But he had filed for divorce.

And after his wife and kid
were found murdered...

...he didn't have to pay alimony,
child support.

And he remarried four months later.

- Any signs of forced entry?
- That should be right here.

Wait a minute.
There should be a whole other box.

Must've left it down in Records. Damn.



Oh, uh...

- Morning, chief.
- Good morning, everyone.

Don't stop working on my account.

I don't remember Chief Thompson
ever coming down here.

That's because he didn't.

Oh, chief. Ahem. Chief Delk.

What a surprise.

What can I do for you?

Over the last two months...

...11 medical-marijuana dispensaries
have been robbed at gunpoint.

- Mm-hm.
- Robbery-Homicide is no closer to finding...

...the perpetrators
than they were on day one.

Apparently, they're finding it hard
to care about this little crime spree.

Which is why I'm now assigning
their investigation to your division.



Oh, you may not be aware...

...but we just picked up a case
from Chief Pope.

The Crawford murders. Seven years old.
It can wait a few more days.

You think these robberies
are that important?

Armed robberies.
They may not have the violent impact...

...of some of your regular cases,
but if we don't stop them soon, they will.

Hey, this is nothing new.

Every incoming chief tries
to be hands-on.

Till he gets caught holding a bomb.

We know the pattern.
One chief centralizes everything.

Then the next one tears it apart.

Major Crimes could be on his hit list.

Weren't you going down to Records
to get that box you forgot?

I'm going. I'm going.

- An awful lot of material.
- The basics never change.

The same three guys,
using the same m.o. at each dispensary.

You're not concerned that we will be
playing catch-up with Robbery-Homicide?

Robbery-Homicide, Counterterrorism,
Major Crimes.

I've always had my doubts
about these specialized divisions.

People standing around, waiting for a crime
that matches the name of their department.

And with our hiring freeze...

...I need every work hour
to be well spent...

...even if I have to move people to do it.
Like, say, you.

Me? Move me? Move me where?

I like to have people
in their proper places.

You, for example,
would make an excellent...

...assistant chief of operations.

That's Will Pope's job.

And I'd like someone with more
hands-on experience in his position.

We may have elite divisions,
Chief Johnson...

...but we don't have elite problems.
My idea of a major crime...

...differs from that of Will Pope.

Now we're doing robberies?

Armed robberies, lieutenant.

Eleven in a row by the same three men.
That doesn't sound like a major crime?

- Now, let's take a look at the pattern.
- Team wearing motorcycle helmets...

...hits a dispensary
once every three to four days.

- So we're due right now, chief.
- Dispensaries with light security.

They rush in
in the morning before customers.

I have video up of the last robbery.

Robbers wait just out of view
of the cameras...

...until someone comes out. They go in.
- Two with pistols cover the staff.

The third comes in
and covers the camera with spray paint.

Wait for someone to leave?
Why don't they enter directly?

Most marijuana dispensaries
have electronic security doors...

...that only unlock from the inside.
- And you know this because?

My mom has a prescription for pot.

Oh. What's wrong with her?

Insomnia and glaucoma. I have
to guide her to the door sometimes.

- Ever buy anything?
- How do you think he got the name "Buzz"?

Very funny.
No, you can't shop for pot...

...unless you have a prescription
and a photo ID.

And does your mother claim
that this Mary Jane actually helps her?

I don't know, but she sleeps all the time.
She doesn't complain anymore.

- Mm-hm.
- About anything.

Well, ahem...

Okay. So their pattern
is every three or four days.

What else do these 11 stores
have in common?

Other than free love and patchouli oil?

Chief, they're all cash-heavy
and with lots of inventory.

After each robbery,
the dispensaries are reporting losses...

...in the five figures
and 10 to 15 pounds of pot missing.

- What's the street value of marijuana?
- Five to 20,000 a pound.

And there are always buyers.

- Hm. Better than robbing a bank.
- I've checked the witness statements.

Even though our robbers
were wearing motorcycle helmets...

...no one saw a motorcycle
leave the scene.

Okay. So all the victims
of these robberies...

Victims?

Don't you mean drug dealers?

These dispensaries are considered legal
by the state.

- We are sworn to protect them.
- Boo.

Hey. What happened to our cold case?

Chief Delk put it back in the freezer.

Assigned us
to a string of armed robberies...

...at marijuana dispensaries.
- Oh? Anyone tell Pope?

Delk is changing the definition
of Major Crimes.

He's blurring the lines
between you and Robbery-Homicide.

Not only that, he's targeting me too.

- He won't fire you.
- He could demote me to commander.

Cuts my pension
and puts me at the same rank as Taylor.

That can't happen.

Do you have any outside offers?

Yeah, some.
Yeah, New York, Chicago.

All private sector.
Better money, of course.

But nothing here.

I can't move with my kids
unless their mother goes.

Why are you asking me
about my other offers?

Did Delk say something to you?
Did he outright offer you my job?

- Why would you even say that?
- Because he likes you, obviously.

And taking you off a case
that I gave you...

...that's a pretty clear indication my time
at the L.A.P.D. has come to a close.

Regardless, it is imperative
that your division clear up...

...these armed robberies.

- Why?
- A failure in a case like this...

...would be just the excuse Delk needs
to break up Major Crimes.

Which, right now,
is a vital part of my r?sum?.

Yeah, come in.

Excuse me, chief.

We have another robbery,
and this one came with a murder.

Of course it did.

Uh...

We'll handle this. We will.

Sir.

Hey, chief. Gold spray paint.
Just like the other robberies.

Well, our three-man team,
all wearing motorcycle helmets...

...busted in here an hour ago.

That sad sack over there in the corner,
that's Sam Dodson.

Co-founder of this little weed stand.

Commander Taylor, would you babysit
Mr. Dodson for a moment, please?

How you doing?
I'm Commander Taylor.

Lieutenant, one name
on the sign-in sheet for today.

- "John Park." Maybe he let in our robbers.
- I'll find him, chief.

- Thank you.
- All right, chief, here.

All right... Watch your...
Watch the glass, huh?

All right.

Now, there was no camera found
in this room.

Means at least they were smart enough
not to tape their drug deals.

The body?

Right in here.

Meet who used to be Shea Collins.

Chief Thomas Delk.

- What is he doing here?
- Shh!

Chief.

I told you this was a major crime.

And you were right.

You were going to tell us
about the victim, lieutenant.

Right.

Shea Collins, chiefs.

Thirty-six years old.

Co-owned this dispensary
with Sam Dodson, who is in the lobby.

Two shots.
One to the chest. One to the head.

Collins goes down here.

Nine mm casings over here.

And the shooter was standing
right here. Excuse me, chief.

No, excuse me. I should've put you
on this case days ago.

My instincts were right...

...my timing was wrong. I'm sorry.

No need to apologize.

- The m.o. the same as the other robberies?
- Yes.

Except for the murder,
which you predicted.

I'm gonna head in
and talk to the witness.

See what he has to say.
Pardon me, sir.

Chief. Sam Dodson, co-owner.

I'm so terribly sorry, Mr. Dodson.

I know this is a bad time, but could you
walk us through what happened?

Yeah. We opened at 11 a. m...

...and right after our first customer left,
three guys wearing motorcycle helmets...

...jammed guns in our faces.

Then one of them took the money,
and the other two went in the stockroom.

And I was on the floor.

Face down on the ground,
like they told me.

But Shea, he just went crazy.

He was screaming and fighting.

And...

...they shot him.

Twice.

I did nothing to help him.

What did the robbers take
from the store today?

About $50,000 cash.

And we normally keep
about 20 pounds of product on hand.

- Chief, found this flier on the front desk.
- Thank you.

You know, I know the police think
we're all a bunch of stoners.

I have an M.B.A., okay?
Shea was a cannabis expert.

That's why people came here.
Shea's Lounge.

What the hell is that?

Shea's Lounge?

Shea's Lounge.

It's kind of our showpiece strain.

Nobody else had it.
It's a 40-percent indica...

...60-percent sativa hybrid.
Like a cross between Skywalker...

...and Super Skunk, with a little ruderalis
thrown in to reinforce the THC content.

Shea created it.

Did he apply for the Nobel Prize?

It says here, " Beware of anyone
coming in at night, talking on their cell...

...and browsing
without buying anything.

They'll be back the next morning
to rob you"?

- Is that a problem?
- This is information...

...the L.A.P.D. didn't have.
If the robbers were casing stores...

It was just a theory Shea came up with
by talking to other dispensary owners.

I mean, I always thought
he was a little paranoid, but...

That's what happens when you're under
attack with no police assistance.

Wait a minute, Mr. Dodson.

The L.A.P.D. has handled this case
seriously from the beginning...

Thank you, commander.

Go tell the press
what I'm gonna tell Mr. Dodson.

We have Major Crimes,
our most elite division...

...working this investigation.
And we will solve this case.

In order to make good on that promise,
I'm gonna need two things.

That is a forensic botanist
and a sealed crime scene.

Seal this place and post
an officer outside around the clock?

That seems drastic and expensive.

Well, I'm trying to do what you want,
which is solve this case in a hurry.

I need someone who can distinguish
between different strains.

- I also need a sealed crime scene...
- Fine.

Fine.

Mr. Dodson...

...you're not going to have access
to your store for a few days.

You're using this as an excuse
to shut us down.

The L.A.P.D. has already wasted
enough time protecting you hippies...

...and your Mary Jane.
- Lieutenant Provenza.

I'd like to speak to you for a moment.

Did you just say "hippies"
and "Mary Jane"?

Yes, I did.

How old are you?

Six chiefs and counting.

Which is how I know
that if you deal drugs...

...you vastly increase your chances
you'll end up dead.

I'm low on sympathy here.

That's too bad.

Because as of now,
you're the L.A.P.D. liaison...

...to the medical-marijuana community
for the rest of this investigation.

- What?
- And I expect you to meet...

...the dispensary owners this evening
and educate them about today's events.

You can't be serious.

Do I look high to you?

This might be the guy
checking out the stores before the robbery.

Entered last night.
Used a fake name to sign in.

- Talks on the phone, didn't buy.
- Practically wearing a burqa.

He looks Caucasian. Generic clothes.

- Not a gang member.
- If he's casing the place...

...his phone might be on video mode.
I can't enlarge it enough to see.

He's photographing the placement
of the cameras.

- Buzz, go to the robbery footage.
- Yes, ma'am.

They never shut off the cameras.
I have to fast-forward...

...through the whole night.
- Can we watch both videos side by side?

Okay. There. Pause.

The guy from the night before is the
same physical type as our spray painter.

Wearing the same cowboy boots.

The flier's right. This man cases the store.
The next morning, he's the first one in...

...and sprays the cameras.
- Here's footage from the exterior camera.

Pause it there. This is our guy
from this morning's sign-in sheet...

...John Park, opening the door
for the robbers.

Chief.

Lieutenant Flynn picked John Park up
at his house about an hour ago.

He's 27 years old
and temps as a graphic artist...

...when he works at all.

What's going on in there?

Well, Lieutenant Provenza is briefing
the dispensary owners...

...on today's events.
- See? A lot of them aren't hippies.

Yeah, well, I promise you, Tao...

...in every one of their closets,
somewhere, there's a tie-dyed shirt.

- Which interview room is Mr. Park in?
- Neither.

Apparently,
Mr. Park wanted some snacks.

- Lieutenant, is he...?
- As a kite.

Great. Hi.

I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson,
L.A.P.D. No, thank you.

May I ask you
why you need a prescription...

...for medical marijuana?
- Anxiety.

I used to be, like, tense.

- And was there a cause for this stress?
- Oh, yeah.

A year ago, I was managing a Kinko's.

And then I got laid off.

Thrown back into the rat race.

Couldn't sleep.

What brought you in
to the dispensary this morning?

I woke up feeling "bleh."

I just wanted to grab a brownie
and put on my thinking cap.

I was gonna get three
because I really wanted to relax.

Shea said half of one would do the trick
and I shouldn't be wasteful.

But it was just so delicious.

I went outside,
and I ate the whole thing.

God, Shea is dead.

What's that like?

He threatened to kick me out once.

He's a cool cat, though.
He invented Shea's Lounge.

Shea's Lounge.

Get it? Like...

- The thing.
- What I'm most interested in...

...is what happened
after you left the store.

Mm.

I went across the street
to get a sandwich.

- Mm-hm.
- Turkey and avocado.

I sat on the curb to eat it.

Oh, and it had cilantro.

Will you forget the sandwich?

We're interested in the guys
with the motorcycle helmets...

...who you let in on your way out.

- Oh, the guys with the motorcycle helmets.
- Yeah.

- What about them?
- You saw three men...

...with motorcycle helmets run past you.
Did you not find that odd?

I just thought
they were safety-conscious.

It is kind of weird that they were
wearing helmets in the car, though.

- You saw them leave in an automobile?
- Yeah. An old one.

It was orange. Like a big ball of fire.

Those guys were in a hurry too. Oh!

And gunshots.

- Loud.
- Okay, you know what?

I'm gonna ask you what may seem
like a stupid question...

There are no stupid questions.

Oh, thank you so much.

Did you get the license plate
off the car?

- What car?
- The orange one...

...that looked like a big ball of fire.
- Oh, you saw that too.

Did you get the plate or not?

Yeah, yeah, I got the plate.

It said "California."

Pardon me.

One of the so-called dispensary owners
says a guy came into his store tonight...

...was looking around
while he was talking on his phone...

...then he left
without buying anything.

- Their m.o. is every three or four days.
- I know that, chief.

That's the reason I showed the owner
the tapes we had from last night.

Positive ID. Wearing exactly
the same hat and glasses.

Okay. They're escalating.

First the murder,
now they're breaking the pattern.

Tomorrow morning,
they're going to rob that store.

What's this all about?

I'm gonna tell you something
that will make you happy.

Mm-hm?

Your forensic botanist
has been requisitioned...

...and we're flying him in
from Washington for your murder.

Next, I'm gonna tell you something
that will make us both happy.

Mm-hm?

I heard from a very reliable source...

...that Delk offered you the job
of assistant chief.

Congratulations.

- What's wrong?
- Champagne is for celebrating...

...and there's nothing to celebrate.

Joel. Joel, that food's not for you.

Sakes.

I don't know who your source is,
but Delk didn't offer me Will's job.

Really?
Because my reliable source is Delk.

Well, then he's not as reliable
as you think.

If it weren't for Will bringing me here,
we wouldn't even be married.

I think a little gratitude would be nice.

Are you kidding me?

That's like saying you and I wouldn't be
together if my ex-wife hadn't divorced me.

Wanna give her a call, say thanks?

- I would never call Elaine.
- Cindy, Cindy.

My ex-wife's name is Cindy.
I don't even know anyone named Elaine.

Well, whatever Delk told you...
I'm not even in contention for Will's job...

...until I arrest three homicidal robbers.
- That's not what Delk says.

Well, who are you gonna believe?
Me or Delk?

Why do you want me
in Will's job so badly anyhow?

I don't want you chasing robbers
and armed criminals anymore.

If you were assistant chief of operations,
I wouldn't have to worry about you.

Like I will all day tomorrow...

...while you stake out some pot shop,
waiting for murderers to strike again.

Why can't you let
the undercover detectives handle this?

Because I want these guys alive.

And SIS shoots first
and asks questions never.

And I'll be sitting in a surveillance van
anyhow.

And the surveillance van's gonna be parked
three blocks away.

The surveillance van
is going to be parked...

Oh, for heaven's sakes.
The van will be parked three blocks away.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Can we move the van a little closer?

- Not without going inside.
- Oh!

Okay, Buzz.

L.A.P.D. appreciates you letting us
use your store for public safety reasons.

We shouldn't be here too long.

Oh, lookie here.

Our witness was right.

Look sharp, everyone.

We've got company.

Thank you, lieutenant.
Let's keep our guests comfortable.

Detective, go ahead and open the store.
Lieutenant Tao, you're up.

And now Tao's
gonna show us if this theory...

...about our robbers using an innocent
customer to let them in is true.

- You guys ready?
- Ready as we're gonna be.

Uh...

I think we have a problem.

All right. Detective Gabriel, buzz him in.
Be careful. He could be one of their crew.

Ben Schwartz.

- Ben.
- Ben Schwartz.

Welcome to Kind Buds.
Come on back.

- Here.
- Thank you.

Ben... It's not...
Do I have to type in his full name?

Does it matter if he's a Benjamin
or a Bennett?

- Here. Let me.
- No, no, no. I should do the typing.

Chief, I do this all the time.
Just give me one second, okay?

What's better,
the Razzmatazz or the Gypsy's Dreams?

Razzmatazz flips you upside down
and bends your mind with color.

You know what I mean?

But the Gypsy's Dreams...

...it's more like,
I'm going to the supermarket...

...but really, I'm on an epic journey
of self-discovery kind of ride.

Yeah, but they both get you pretty high.

Oh, look at that.

No criminal record for Mr. Schwartz,
who is most likely not part of their crew.

Lieutenant Tao,
go ahead and exit the store.

His helmet is on...

...so they'll be coming in
on the next exit.

When our innocent bystander
comes out...

...get him out of harm's way.
- Will do, chief.

Okay.

Customer's on his way out.

Here we go.

- Oh, okay. No, no.
- Get on the ground now!

Okay. All right, all right.

Calm down. Be cool.

- All right! All right!
- Get down!

- This better not be like yesterday.
- We're here to see it's not.

This place is aces.

Oh, my God, the stash is huge.

Come on. Come on, guys, come on.

Get the car started.

First suspect's leaving.

Go, go. Come on.

Okay, wait for it.

Wait for it.

Go, go, go.

Careful, careful, careful.

- Down! Down!
- Get down on the ground!

- Show me your hands!
- Don't shoot!

- Straight down!
- On the ground!

- Get down now!
- Don't move!

On the ground!

Oh, that was really well done, everyone.
I think we're good.

I hear congratulations are in order.

Who'd you hear that from?

Commander Taylor. How else do we hear
about anything in this building?

Just back from Ballistics
with the guns the robbers were using.

And I'm afraid I have bad news.

Guns don't match?

Oh, I'm afraid I have really bad news.

Here, chief. Take this.

Chief Delk, please take mine.

Not to worry.

Just a little demonstration.

Hey. Hey.

- It's Tao.
- He could give us a warning next time.

The window's fine.

Look, window's fine.

- The guns are fake.
- Guns are fake.

Oh, Chief Delk.

- Transition going well?
- Always a few bumps in the road.

Change takes time.

- Well, I'm here if you need me.
- Thank you. I'll keep that in mind.

Oh. Somebody mentioned
there were complications...

...with the ballistics
in Chief Johnson's murder investigation.

The main complication was not putting
Major Crimes on the case earlier.

Ah.

Well, now that you've altered their charter,
that shouldn't be a problem again.

You're right, ballistics don't match.

But a forensic botanist confirmed
the killers possessed a small amount...

...of Shea's Lounge.

That's a unique plant
sold only at our victim's store.

So I don't even need
to hear these guys say they did it.

Well, you may not,
but Chief Johnson will.

All right.
Our spray painter's name is AJ Clark.

And he had no rap sheet up until today.

He's been unemployed for 18 months,
but before, he worked as a prop master.

So he'd have access to different guns
through armories serving the film industry.

The other guys with the fake guns
are unemployed stuntmen:

Greg Lapham and Lou Wilson.

Between the two of them,
a couple B&E's and an assault.

Look, they've been Mirandized.
We have enough evidence...

...to book them for murder.
- But not to make it stick.

One of them had a real gun.
I need to find it.

Line them up, please.

You got it, chief.

Hello, Greg.

- I'm Deputy Chief Brenda...
- I want a lawyer.

You're sitting right here.

- Lou, I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh...
- One word.

Lawyer.

I want one.

- I...
- Stop. Just listen.

You should know
your friends are being cooperative.

There's three of you, and I got one deal
to cut. Do you want it or not?

The other guys are...

...talking?
- At this very moment.

And how I file against y'all with the DA...

...depends on which one of you
is most truthful.

Mr. Clark,
how well do you trust your partners?

Because, unlike them,
you were caught blue-handed.

Detective Sanchez and Lieutenant Flynn
are interviewing them.

How's your interview going?

- Good.
- Tell you what.

- How's yours?
- Good.

How do the three of y'all know each other?

I worked props on a TV show.

Cop Lawyer, M.D.

Greg and Lou did stunts.
We all thought it was kind of a lock.

Lasted two episodes.

A year and a half later, I still wasn't
working. Then Greg and Lou called me.

I knew it was their fault. I could tell
from the way they were behaving.

- And they're blaming it all on you.
- What? You're kidding.

Saying it was all your idea.
The robberies.

I told my whole division that you were
mostly just along for the ride.

- Am I wrong?
- No. No, you're right.

- Your cue.
- They came to me...

...wanting to get prop guns. Said they'd
figured out a way to make money.

I agreed to go along with it. So stupid.

Oh, don't be hard on yourself.
You were desperate...

...unemployed, afraid.
They took advantage of you.

- They did, didn't they?
- Making you case all the stores.

Forcing you to leave first...

...during the robberies
in case anyone was waiting outside.

Don't say nothing
till our lawyer gets here.

They talked me into
doing everything for them.

"You're the prop master.
You make all the fake IDs."

- What's he doing?
- Talking.

Hope he doesn't say anything
about murder.

Murder? What murder?

I even had to sell most of the pot
we stole myself.

Mr. Clark...

May I call you AJ?

AJ, I need the truth
about what happened yesterday.

I cased the place like usual...

...and was, like, thrilled
to see how little security they had.

Do you know what Shea's Lounge
is worth on the street?

I mean, they're practically giving it away.
So we thought, "Why not take it?"

I'm not talking about the robberies.

I'm talking about the murder.

Now, you weren't carrying a gun.

So was it Greg or Lou?

The guns were fake. We didn't
murder anyone. They were fake.

You invoked your right to counsel.

We can't talk to you about anything
until your lawyer gets here.

- Then we disinvoke. Or uninvoke.
- Yeah.

Hope it's not too late.

This is a mistake.
We didn't murder anyone.

Those were prop guns.
Those guns were fake.

That's not makeup, AJ.

And this is not movie magic.

If the guns were fake...

...how did someone get shot?

Look, I...

I want a lawyer.

trying to get a different story.

- Do I look like...?
- Shut up!

Chief, we got them to revoke,
but it's the same old lies.

- Why won't you believe us?
- When you rob 13 dispensaries...

...at gunpoint and murder someone,
you lose credibility.

You want me to believe you?
Tell me the truth. Now.

We didn't murder that guy.
We use fake guns, okay?

We use fake guns
so it won't count as armed robbery.

You know that's not true.

Don't treat me like an idiot.
I worked on a law show.

- Must not have been a very good one.
- Listen, morons.

In California, it counts as armed robbery
if people even think you have a gun.

We're not charging you with robbery.
We are arresting you for murder.

The second we saw that stockroom
was empty, we booked. Okay?

The guy was alive when we left.

Same old story. You're both under arrest
for murder. Let's go.

- What? No! Look...
- Come on.

- You guys are making a huge mistake.
- Ah! Easy.

- You'll see those guns were fake.
We didn't do a thing.

- We search their places, find that gun...
- If we find the gun.

We got them.
There's no way a jury won't convict.

- You should be happy about this, chief.
- Happy? Why should I be happy?

Because Delk is over the moon.

But he also told me
you didn't stop by his office...

...to discuss your promotion
to assistant chief.

I'm just gonna say it.

I don't like Will Pope.

- He still has feelings for you.
- That's ridiculous. Absolutely not true.

- Don't.
- You're the only one who doesn't see it.

Not only do I not like that you work with
him, I don't like that you spend more time...

...worrying about what Pope wants
than what I want.

Well, that is absolutely not true.
When it comes to work...

...I spend most of my time wondering what
I want. You and Pope don't enter into it.

Since you just told me something
you don't like...

...here's something I just hate:

When my husband tells me
who I should be working with.

- This is not what I'm doing.
- That is exactly what you're doing.

And you're telling me
what job I should want...

...when I'm happy where I am.

The best way for me to hold on to my job
is for Will to hold on to his.

Well, that's not gonna happen.

I know you've always thought
of yourself as partners.

But let me tell you something:
Pope is out.

You don't wanna push him over the cliff,
the extra money isn't worth it, that's fine.

But you are gonna watch Pope
moving all of his stuff out of his office...

...and Delk might replace him
with someone you can't stand.

How would you feel if Taylor was sitting
behind that desk instead of you?

Ever thought about that?

Moving all of his stuff out?

Huh?

Do you really think
Will still has feelings for me?

Yes.

Well, I'll think about how to deal
with that. I promise.

- Can I borrow your glasses?
- Yes.

Yeah, Detective Gabriel.
Would you call Mr. Dodson, please?

Let him know
that we can unseal his crime scene...

...in about two hours and give it back
to him. And I need a search warrant.

Thanks.

I believe this belongs to you.

- Aah!
- Oh!

Oh, for heaven's sakes.

You all right?

- Stay down!
- Hey!

- Stay down! Freeze!
- Hey!

- Get up!
- Put your hands behind your back!

You have the right to remain silent...

I didn't do anything. I'm innocent.
You can't do this. This is entrapment.

Do you understand these rights
as they have been read to you?

- Detective, could you?
- I told you...

...this was a bad idea.

I know you did.
Thank you for reminding me.

Could you figure out
some way to get me down?

- Right.
- Thank you so much. Mr. Dodson...

...do you understand these rights?
- You have this wrong.

- Shea hid our stuff up there.
- No, Mr. Dodson.

You put it here.
You knew you were going to be robbed.

- How would I have known that?
- You saw the robbers come...

...and case the store,
just like Shea said would happen.

You couldn't get your inventory out.
The security cameras were on all the time.

How would you explain that to Shea?

No, you told him you put it up here
to protect it. Lieutenant.

Here you go. Drop it.

A-ha!
Then, when the robbers left empty-handed...

...you shot your partner
and made a big score.

No, no. Shea shot himself.

Twice? And then hid the gun
in the attic? I don't think so.

Okay, what possible reason
would I have to kill Shea?

He was talking people out of buying more
and undercharging for Shea's Lounge.

Maybe he cared more about the people
that came here and less about sales.

Chief, I hate to say this...

...but I don't think we're gonna be able
to get high enough.

Heh, heh. We...

Lieutenants Flynn and Provenza,
please charge Mr. Dodson...

...for murder with the special
circumstance of financial gain.

And let Chief Pope know I'll be up
to see him as soon as I get down.

- Will do.
- Yeah. Come on, let's go.

- Chief, you're gonna have to jump.
- Yeah.

- Really?
- We'll catch you.

We're gonna catch.
You jump on three.

- We're right here.
- You're gonna go one, two...

...then you're gonna jump.
All right? Here we go.

One, two...

...three.

Oh, for heaven's sakes.

Chief.

Heard the good news.
Very impressed with all of your work.

Loved turning the case over to the DA
with a bow on it.

- If I may, chief, that's two bows.
- Hm?

Major Crimes also collected
their three armed robbers.

Thank you, commander.
I stand corrected.

- Great work on both cases.
- And you're never gonna believe this.

The killer turned out to be a guy
who sold drugs.

- Is that so?
- Yeah.

Oh, yeah, yeah. And get this.

The murderer said he did it because
his partner wasn't commercial enough.

I know. I know, it's shocking...

...to find drug dealers
shooting each other over money.

Next thing you know, husbands will be
killing their wives for being unfaithful.

Ooh! What a world.

Okay.

Don't let me hold up your work.
Will you excuse me?

Chief Johnson.

What are you doing here?

I wasn't completely honest
with you yesterday.

- About?
- Chief Delk.

He offered me your job.

- I see.
- I'm not going to take it.

But I thought you should know
that he's looking to replace you.

Ahem. Well...

...thanks for the heads-up.

So...

...now we know for sure.

I guess that's it, then.

You're not gonna fight back?

Brenda...

Brenda, I think, at this point,
it's either jump or be pushed.

- What do you want me to do?
- Don't jump. Not yet.

Why?

I need you.

I need you holding the line
on this reorganization.

I don't know how we'll manage
without you.

Okay.

I'll stay.

I'II...

I'll see it through to the bitter end.

Thank you. I appreciate that. I do.

You do realize
that's what it's likely to be?

A bitter end.

Well, we'll see, won't we?