The Closer (2005–2012): Season 7, Episode 14 - Road Block - full transcript

Look, I know I said I'd stop by,
but It's getting kind of late.

Q&A at the law school went long.

What'd the future scumbags of America
wanna know about?

Mostly search and seizure rules.

- Heh. Did you demonstrate on the co-eds?
- Come on, they're all too young.

PROVENZA: Too young for you, but not
for me. I've got offers, 25, buddy.

So how much you get paid for
a lecture gig like this?

FLYNN:
Oh, I got some great gifts.

A T-shirt, a coffee mug,
and the professor's phone number.

Yeah? What's his name?

Oh, very funny. Anyway...



[MOTORCYCLE REWING]

PROVENZA:
You still gonna pick me up tomorrow?

[HORN HONKS]

FLYNN: Oh, my God.
- Flynn?

PROVENZA:
Andy?

Andy? What the hell?
What happened?

FLYNN: There's been an accident.
There's been an accident.

Are you hurt?

No, flop I'm fine.
Listen, get an ambulance.

South side of Beverly just east of Martel.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Don't move, sweetheart.
Help is on the way, okay?

My dad's gonna be so mad.
He didn't want me to ride the bike.

- Tell me your name. What's your name?
- G race.



Okay, Gracey. Did you see the driver
of the car that hit you?

All I saw were headlights.

I... I think I'm okay. I'm good.

I don't feel anything.

- Just help me up.
- No, no, you just lie there, okay?

An ambulance is on the way.

I'm so sorry
to cause you all this trouble.

I really think I'm okay.

[GROANS]

Listen, sweetheart, it's no trouble at all
You were in an accident.

Hey, you're a champ, Gracey.

You're a champ.
Yeah, you're doing good.

You're doing good, sweetheart.

You're doing good.

Gracey, you're doing...

[SIRENS APPROACHING]

[PANTING]

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

[SOBBING]

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, no.

[PANTING]

GAIL: Pm sorry,
I think 1 may have left my purse here.

- Gail, I thought you left.
- Well, I thought I had too.

I can't find my car.

I think it's been stolen.

- Oh, not the Mercedes.
- Oh, no. This is awful.

My car, purse, the phone the
credit cards, everything.

- Oh, honey, you should have valeted.
- I could've valeted.

I'll call the police. Would you like me
to tell them who you are?

- No, no, no.
- Ye.

- No, don't do that. Well, yes, maybe.
JULIE: Yes.

If you think it'll move things
along faster.

Would you look at me? My hands are shaking.

JULIE: Oh, baby.
- Let's get you a drink.

- What would you like?
- Oh, you know what?

I think I'll have something with vodka,
?lease.

- Right away.
- Thank you.

OFFICER:
Have a good night.

[ICE RATTLING]

GIRL:

Hey, Mom, is that you?

Hi, honey.

I'm sorry I'm late.

I would've called,
but somebody stole my purse.

Somebody stole it,
or you left It somewhere?

GAIL:
No, this time someone actually took It.

And they took my car too.

- Can you believe it?
- Mom, do you really need that?

After the night I have had? Yes.
Mommy needs a nightcap.

At least you didn't drive home.

No, your dad's boys in blue
brought me right to the front door.

Only too happy to help
the police commissioner's wife.

Oh, go back to bed.

I'm just gonna sit for a while.

Okay.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

- Oh, oh. Good morning, Mrs. Myers.
- Morning.

Lieutenant Provenza, Lieutenant Flynn.
L.A.P.D.

My God, don't tell me
you've already found my Mercedes?

- No, no, but we're working on it.
- Ha-ha.

It's an imposition, but Chief Pope asked
If you wouldn't mind coming downtown...

to look at photos of people who might
have been at the restaurant last night.,

Wow, you guys are really on it.

- Come in. Come in.
PROVENZA: Well, thank you.

Yes, thank you.

FLYNN:
Right this way, Mrs. Myers.

This is the heart of
the Major Crimes Division...

or what we call “the Murder Room.”

And right over here we're trying
to reassemble what happened last night.

We're surveilling all known chop shops
and high-end resale dealers in the area.

But prepare yourself, a lot of these cars
just go straight over the border.

Here you are.

Mrs. Myers, allow me to introduce
Detective Sanchez, Detective Gabriel...

and that's Lieutenant Tao over there.

- Mrs. Myers.
- Pleasure, ma'am.

These are car thieves and parolees...

who live within a two-mile radius
of where you parked.

If anybody looks familiar, just point.

Yeah, we ran all the DMV photos
and green-card IDs...

.of all the kitchen workers, bar staff,
and waiters at La Bonne Ami.

[IN FRENCH ACCENT]
“La Bonne Ami.”

We've wrangled the reservation list
and seating chart...

.from La Bonne Ami early this morning
from the maitre d'.

I'm cross-checking food and drink tabs
with credit-card charges.

Tracking down who might've been
seated close to your table.

Somebody could've watched you park
then followed you In.

My God. I just hope you're not
doing all of this just because...

I'm a police commissioner's wife.

Well, not all of it.

We've only had two cars stolen
from that neighborhood all year.

We don't want this to start a trend.

If you wouldn't mind hanging here
for a second.

We're gonna send Chief Johnson in...

.to make sure everything's right
with your Insurance.

- Do you have enough coffee?
- Yes. Thank you.

[TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

[DOOR OPENS]

Hello, hello. Heh.

I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting,
Mrs. Myers.

Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson.
We've met once before...

but you probably don't remember.

You and Commissioner Myers hosted
a cocktail party at your house...

for Chief Pope.

Such a nice house.

I'm so sorry about your car.

I've never had mine stolen. Or
my purse, for that matter...

which for me would be much worse.

I keep everything in that purse.
Everything.

Which reminds me, is there a reason you
haven't canceled your credit cards?

You know, I completely forgot.

BRENDA [OVER MONITOR]:
Well, you should get on that right away.

As your husband will tell you,
having your car stolen is one thing...

but identity theft is much worse.

So I know that you must be sick of
going over what happened last night...

but it is crucial that
I get the details directly from you.

Okay. I went out to dinner
with my daughter...

and her two best friends
from the Marlborough Academy...

and their mothers. Urn...

After dinner,
I noticed my purse was missing.

Right.
You told the responding officers...

.that you thought you might have left it
In the ladies' room?

Honestly, I don't remember.

I actually walked out of the restaurant...

thinking I might have
still left the purse In the car...

but the car was gone.

- Then what?
- Li h...

I walked back inside,
and the manager called the police.

Well, we may have more information
to add to that. Um...

You see, Mrs. Myers, urn...

last night there was a terrible accident
around the time your car went missing.

A 19-year-old girl was killed
In a hit-and-run.

[GASPS]

Oh, my God.

We have several witnesses describing
a Mercedes exactly like yours.

GAIL: Oh, my God. Are you kidding me?
BRENDA: I wish I was.

Her name was Gracey Ann Gates.

She was a freshman in college.

She was supposed to take her last final
this morning, then fly home...

to be with her family for Christmas.

And you think the person
that stole my car ran her down?

The hit-and-run happened half a mile
from the restaurant where you were...

so it does fit into our timeline.

Oh, no wonder you're working so hard
to find the car.

What can I do? How can I help?

Can I offer a reward? I wanna help.

You are helping us right now.
And we deeply appreciate It.

Oh, God. I wish I had paid more attention
to the people around me last night.

I wish that I had kept my damn purse In my hand.
I wish that I hadn't...

Hadn't what?

I wish I hadn't parked on the street.

And maybe my car wouldn't have been
stolen and this poor girl wouldn't be...

Hmm.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I know how unsettling all this must feel,
Mrs. Myers...

but I promise you that we will not stop
until we find the person...

who killed that young girl
with your car.

And if you remember anything at all...

about what might've happened to your
purse, please don't hesitate to call.

When does Jay get in?
I wanna keep him up to speed.

- He flies in late tonight.
- Okay. I'll call his office...

and set up a briefing
for first thing tomorrow.

We'll let you know
Just as soon as we find your car.

And please, please give my condolences
to that poor girl's family.

And tell them
they are in my family's prayers.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

[SIGHS]

What a liar.

For the sake of your career, and mine,
don't tell people...

.a police commissioner's wife is a liar
unless you can prove It.

Did you see her eyes...

- ...when I told her about the victim?
- I saw tears.

Yeah, I'd be crying too, if I sideswiped
a 19-year-old girl and drove away.

Only I'd come up with a better excuse
than, “Oh, someone stole my purse.”

Before we go any further
down this Gail Myers road...

let me point out that when you aim...

at a police commissioner's wife
and miss, there are consequences.

What about the consequences of
letting someone get away with murder?

Mur-? This is not murder.

This is maybe vehicular manslaughter.

You're the one who made this
a Major Crime.

Usually deaths like these
are handled by Traffic.

Yup. I should have known if
I gave you a stolen car...

you'd try to turn it into a homicide.

The officers that drove her home said
Mrs. Myers reeked of alcohol.

That wasn't in their report.

Because she's
a police commissioner's wife.

Wow. All right, here.
Let's look at the logistics.

Provenza called 911 at 11:27.

The stolen vehicle report was taken
at 11:41.

So, how did she steal her own car,
commit manslaughter...

.ditch all that stuff, and get back
to the bar in like 14 minutes?

I don't know yet.

Why was she was driving in the exact
opposite direction from her house?

- I don't know yet.
- You'd better figure that out.

Because the driver
was In the westbound lane...

and Gail Myers' house
Is east of there.

The driver didn't know
what lane they were In.

They swerved across the line.
Probably because she'd been drinking.

Well, it's a little late to administer
a Breathalyzer test.

And, look, if we are seriously going after
a police commissioner's wife here...

and by “we” I do mean you...

what do you suggest
I tell the commissioner when he calls?

Tell him we're doing a block-by-block,
Inch-by-inch search...

.to find his wife's purse,
If we're lucky, her car.

Love it. What else?

Were knocking on doors
looking for witnesses.

Love it. What else?

We might as well see
if there are any accident reports...

.where someone lost a mirror
off their new Mercedes.

Okay.

And Gracey's parents are flying in from
Colorado to claim their daughter's body.

They've also asked
to visit the scene where she died.

So would you mind talking to them
about what happened?

Sure, sure.

I'm required by the rules around here
and the circumstances...

of Gracey's death, to ask you
If you wanna see a counselor...

- No, no, no.
- ...about the emotional fallout.

I'm fine, chief. I've already been
on the phone with my sponsor.

Good, then. Good.

Look, could you quietly, and
I mean on tippy toes...

Look into Gail Myer's background
for me?

She has no DUIs in California.

It's a big country.
See If she has a spare garage...

[PHONE RINGS]

Or a friend with one
near the restaurant. Hello.

Hey, chief. We're making headway.
Mrs. Myers' wallet was In a gutter...

three blocks from
the ooh-la-la French restaurant...

where she boozed it up last night.

Yeah, we got her cell phone too.
Looks like somebody ran over it.

Great. Find me the car
and we'll be on our way. Thank you.

- Yes, Buzz?
- I think I have this straight.

Okay. Mrs. Myers' daughter's
best friend's step-mother...

- ...is in Interview 2 with Detective Gabriel,
- Great, thank you.

Quietly, lieutenant.

As the grave, chief. As the grave.

It doesn't surprise me
that somebody stole that car.

It shocks me that Gail didn't valet.

I always, always valet my Mercedes.

Oh, one really must.

So do you recognize any of these people
from the restaurant last night?

Ugh. First of all, I hate that place.

It's just filled with pretentious assholes.

You know,
I tend not to notice the staff...

because if you've seen one busboy
In Southern California...

.you've kind of seen them all,
because they just...

Well, they pretty much look alike.

So were the girls with y'all
the whole evening?

Oh, God, no.
No, they used to stay all night...

...but when they got their
driver's licenses...

our little girls decided
we were old and boring.

So Kelly and Kaitlin left about,
I don't know, 10, 10:30.

And Gail and I stayed and
polished off the wine.

BRENDA:
Oh, this is so helpful.

Mrs. Myers said she had a few too many
last night, her memory's a little fuzzy.

Mm. Really? Because that gal
can put It away.

She's like one of those
hollow-leg drinkers.

Not me. Two Chablis
and I'm three sheets to the wind.

So you were saying that
after the girls left...

JULIE: Oh, I ran into my friend Veronica
from Queens...

and I had a cup of coffee with V.

Gail left.

And then, you know, she came back.
She should have valeted.

Mm-hm. Mm. So how much time
was that, do you think...

between when Gail left
and then came back to the bar?

Oh, I don't know.
You know, a cup of coffee's worth.

So Gail came back, the
police were called..

And y'all had another drink?

Maybe you should ask Gail
what she was drinking.

Because I monitor my alcohol intake,
and my husband's...

but, yeah,
I don't keep tabs on other people.

The reason we need to be
so crystal clear about the details...

is that whoever stole your friend's car
drove It over a 19-year-old girl...

killed her, and fled the scene.

Oh, my God.

Are you kidding me?

[PHONE RINGS]

JULIE: That's just awful.
- Electronics, Buzz speaking.

PROVENZA [OVER PHONE]: Yeah, it's Provenza.
We found the Mercedes.

JULIE:
No, no, it couldn't have been Gail.

When she came back to the restaurant...

.the first thing she did was she went
to the manager to call the police.

I mean, why would she do that?

Why would she call the police
on herself?

It's hidden in plain sight, chief.

Parked in an alley,
five, six blocks from the restaurant.

Unlocked. Key in the ignition.
I can't believe nobody called It In.

- Who knows you found the car?
- Nobody's here but us chickens.

Great. Hang on just one second.

- Well, 1 can hold on as long as you like.
BRENDA: Mm.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

- Agent Howard. Hello.
- Fritzy...

[SWEETLY]
Honey, hi. I

We just found the car that was used
in the hit-and-run...

and we don't want anyone else at the L.A.P.D.
to know we have it.

May we borrow the FBI's print shed?

- E.A.B.?
- E.A.B. Great. Thanks. Love you. Bye.

Well, I love you too, but... Hello?

A-hundred-and-fourteen thousand-dollar
automobile.

Keys in the ignition.
Valuables on the seat.

Cash in the ashtray. It wasn't even locked.

This car theft was staged.
Like her tears.

It'd be great if you could prove that,
you know, with evidence.

The side-view mirror's a match.

Gail Myers' story still holds.

Somebody stole her car, hit
the girl, ditched the car

- It's possible.
- Tao, you finished with the Interior?

We can work the outside, I the
inside's all yours, chief.

BRENDA:
Okay. Uh...

Chief Pope, you're getting so trim...

.why don't you slip in here
behind the wheel?

Provenza, get in the car.

[PROVENZA SIGHS]

PROVENZA: Can I move out the seat?
- No, no. Don't adjust anything, please.

- Fritzy, would you...?
POPE: Okay, I get It.

The seat is obviously set lady sized.

- Chief Johnson, why don't you try?
- Love to.

Oh, would you look at that,
the mirrors are set perfectly for me.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO]

- Classical-music station.
- Playing Beethoven.

As everyone knows, the
favorite composer...

for 9 out of 10 car thieves.

Convinced?

Okay. I'm willing to climb this mountain,
but In order to get to the top...

...we're gonna have to prove
that Gall's car was not stolen...

that she was behind the wheel
when Gracey was killed...

and if you're crazy enough to try
to get her on vehicular manslaughter...

- I'm as nutty as a fruitcake?
POPE: We also have to prove...

beyond a reasonable doubt,
that she was under the influence.

Without a blood analysis
or a field sobriety test.

How do you plan to do that?

One day at a time.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yes, Lieutenant Flynn?

Hi, chief. Sorry to be calling so late.

It's okay, we're up. What's happening?

Well, it turns out that the commissioner
and Mrs. Myers...

have a vacation place
out In the Hamptons on Long Island.

You know, little summer getaway,
8000 square feet, ocean front.

- Worth about $12 million.
- And this is relevant because?

Because it seems last summer
Gall Myers got a ticket...

at 2:15 in the morning
outside a bar In Southampton.

- A DUI?
- Her record has been expunged.

You know, right about now, it would be
really nice to have someone...

...with good connections to
national law enforcement.

- Yes
- You know anyone at Suffolk County...

Sheriff's Department?

I know people
In the Long Island FBI office.

They might know somebody
who knows somebody. Why?

Gail Myers got a ticket at 2 am.
Outside a bar in Southampton.

They've buried it. I want it dug up.

You know,
you're gonna have a hard time...

proving Gail Myers was
In that vehicle... I

let alone your victim's death
being the result of her actions.

She was drunk when she killed that girl
and fled the scene.

That's vehicular manslaughter, hon.

Maybe not.

Why maybe not?

Because a previous DUI
makes this murder.

That could've been me
behind the wheel of that car.

Just a little before I met you.

Yeah, but you did something
about your problem.

Gail Myers needs an intervention.

- And I'm gonna give her one.
- All right.

Since she's the wife
of a police commissioner...

.might I make a suggestion as to how
you go about questioning them?

We're putting a lot of resources
Into finding your wife's car.

We appreciate that, Will,
but the fact Is, we're fully Insured.

We realize you're required to look into
these Issues, but grilling our friends...

- ...about my wife's drinking habits?
- It's embarrassing.

I understand that, Gail.

Look, here's the deal.

As you know, we believe a young woman
was run down and killed with your car.

And you say you don't remember exactly
when and how your purse went missing.

Determining that
Is a big part of making our case.

Well, we may have made this case
for you already.

Really? And how did you do that?

Our daughter, Kelly, and her friends
posted pictures from our dinner...

on their Facebook pages.

JAY: Kiss the constitution goodbye,
there's no such thing as privacy anymore.

- But good for us because-
- Several of the pictures...

show a young Latino man
with tattoos on his hands... I

standing behind my chair.

JAY: Right there.
- Uh-huh.

JAY:
There he Is again.

Mm-hm. That is my purse strap.
On the back of my chair.

Let me just...
Just write some of this down.

So the busboy was at your table and..
Go on.

Well, you know, I went back
to the restaurant to check on him...

.and I hate to accuse anyone
without proof...

particularly a minority...

but this guy did not show up for work
yesterday or today.

Probably fled the country by now
In what's left of our car.

On his employment application,
they had his name as Jose Reyes

R-E-Y-E-S.

Thank you. Uh...

Would you forward those pictures
to my e-mail, please?

Done.

I'd forward them to Chief Johnson...

but she doesn't seem very interested
In following up anyone other than Gail.

Well, I don't have to tell you
what she's like.

I guess you must consider her
a valuable asset.

Still, all the lawsuits, makes you wonder
If she's really worth It.

Not really.

Excuse me. Before you go,
If we could just take one more crack...

at nailing down exactly where
and when your purse went missing.

You had it in the restaurant.

It's in the picture.
And your phone and keys were In It.

But then you went out to your car
looking for it.

- Obviously, she panicked...
- You weren't there.

These questions are for Gail.
Please don't Interrupt me again.

You split the bill with your friends.

Your credit card was in your wallet,
your wallet was In your purse...

so why did you go to your car
looking for It?

- What does it matter?
POPE: Well, It's just that...

when we find this busboy,
your version of this theft, as related...

is gonna make it very difficult
to get a conviction.

If you really wanna be helpful,
you could say that...

you don't remember
where you left your purse...

because you were maybe a little drunk.

Well, why don't you find Jose Reyes
and ask him what he was high on?

Well, that is our new
number-one priority, Gall.

Finding the busboy.

Oh, and making sure
the responsible party doesn't get away...

because a police commissioner
was trying to throw his weight around.

BRENDA: A busboy?
She's trying to pin this on a busboy?

- With the help of her daughter?
POPE: Mm-hm.

Maybe I should talk to Kelly.
See what she remembers.

Well, you'd better do something.
I lost my temper with Myers.

You'll feel better once you see this.

Okay, Buzz.

OFFICER: Step out of the car, please.
GAIL: What? Why?

OFFICER: I need you to step out
of the vehicle now

GAIL:
You were waiting in that parking lot.

This is entrapment.
You know who my husband is?

OFFICER: Step over here. Right now.
GAIL: Do you know who my husband is?

- Do you know who my husband is?
- Step right over here.

Okay, I've heard enough. Wow.

- How did she get that expunged?
- Don't you know who her husband is?

She paid a fine,
took alcohol-aversion classes...

.made a donation to the community
center and hired a good lawyer.

But she still went on drinking.

Excuse me, Chief Johnson,
the victim's parents are on their way up.

Mr. and Mrs. Gates.
I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson.

- We're so deeply sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.

We brought the pictures of Gracey
you asked for.

Hope you find ones
that will help you at the trial.

- Thank you.
- Before we go through them...

.would it be possible to see
where our little girl died?

Of course, yes. Lieutenant?

Right over here by the curb.

You can see the skid marks
from the accident over there.

Her helmet flew off,
and just so you know..

Gracey was never in any pain at all.

She didn't suffer.

- Thank you.
- And she talked about the two of your

What did our Gracey say?

She said she was really looking forward
to getting home for the holidays.

And that she hoped the accident
wouldn't interfere with that.

And that she-She guessed
that you were right...

because she got hurt
riding that motorcycle.

And she hoped that
you wouldn't be mad at her.

[SOBS]

I'm angry, all rights But not with Gracey.

I wanna meet the person
who knocked her down and ran away.

That's what I want.

FLYNN: Please, let me take you over here
to the rest of the crime scene.

- Okay?

FLYNN: All right? You ready? This way.
- Yeah. Yeah.

TAO:
Excuse me, chief?

Could you step with me this way
a little ways?

Ours guys in I.T. were able to patch
Mrs. Myers' cell phone back together.

She got a text from her daughter
right before the accident.

- Where are my glasses?
- I got it.

“Mom, watch out.
DUI checkpoint at Beverly and La Brea.”

That's why she drove west,
even though she lives east.

To avoid the sobriety checkpoint.

- And her daughter helped her do it.
- And their daughter died.

We know Mrs. Myers was drunk.

No, we only know
her daughter sent her a text.

That doesn't prove she was impaired,
or even driving the car.

Well, wait a minute.
I wonder If Mrs. Myers ran a red light...

on her way back to the restaurant.

City council suspended
traffic-light cameras months ago.

In L.A., but in West Hollywood
they still have them.

Which is the direction
Mrs. Myers was driving.

And they still use photo enforcement.

Mrs. Myers was drunk.

She'd smashed into someone,
fled the scene of the accident.

Wouldn't it be wonderful
If she'd run a red light?1

Something you'd never know
without asking.

This is Detective David Gabriel,
L.A.P.D. Major Crimes.

Can you patch me through to the head
of your traffic division, please?

We have her in the car
30 seconds after the hit-and-run.

Fantastic. Still manslaughter.

Between the bar tab, the phone text,
the prints, the blood work?

Great, but we still cannot prove
she was legally over the limit...

without a concurrent blood
or urine test. Period.

Plus, she's probably had cocktails
with every judge In town.

Look, we have her for the hit-and-run.

We have her for filing a false report
of her car being stolen.

We will get her off the street.
She will do real time.

When was the last time you saw
.a powerful person go to jail?

She'll go to rehab in Malibu.
Shell go to community service.

She'll go to therapy.
She'll go on probation.

And then she's gonna go to a bar...

and we're gonna have to do this
all over again.

Manslaughter is now a slam dunk.
We risk It all by going for murder

I was just on the street
with the victim's parents...

showing them the blood stain
where their daughter died.

If we could get those
two In front a jury...

Andy, I'm sure the parents
are very effective.

But I also guarantee you
they will never be allowed to testify.

BRENDA:
He's right, lieutenant.

If we're gonna make use of the parents,
we need to do it now.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Oh. I can't believe
you found Jose Reyes so quickly.

- Did he admit anything?
- What Is he saying?

What they all say. “I'm innocent,
You've got the wrong guy.”

But we're on the verge
of putting together all the details.

Now, I'm gonna have to separate y'all,
if you don't mind...

so that you can independently
verify everything.

- Separate?
- Yes.

Kelly, go with Chief Johnson
If you will, please.

- Mrs. Myers, will you come with me?
- All right, go on.

Thank you.

PROVENZA This way, Kelly.

I hope you don't mind sharing space. It's
a little crowded up here. Here we go.

Uh-This is Mr. and Mrs. Gates.
They're the victim's parents.

We asked them to sort through
some photos of their daughter for us.

It's always good for the jury
to have a human face...

[long with the story 'that
we tell them at trial.]

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Gates.
This is Kelly.

Kelly is a potential witness
In your daughter's case.

Heh. What a great photo.
Is this high school graduation?

Well, now,
that's the one with the cap on...

.but I like the one without better.
It's...

- Where is it? Where is it? MR.
GATES: I think I saw It.

Oh, yeah.

Here.

She did her hair up for it.

PROVENZA:
Ah.

Kelly, why don't you...?
Why don't you have a seat right here?

If you folks will excuse me,
I'm gonna step out for a bit.

If you would just-?
Just keep sorting through the photos.

Yeah, we will. We will.

We ask the victims' families
to pick out a photo or two...

and they always bring in
every picture they have.

At least we're putting them
to good use.

- Call me when Kelly's had enough.
- Yes, ma'am.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

- Candy bar?
- No, thank you.

You know, when I first quit drinking,
.1 practically lived on these things.

Your body gets used to the sugar
from the booze, you know.

- Oh. When did you quit drinking?
- I've been In AA for 15 years now.

Got down to a choice between
the badge and the bottle.

And the badge didn't make me feel
like crap when I woke up in the morning.

Well, good for you and your higher power

If your body can't tolerate alcohol,
you should give It up.

Glad you figured it out.

I didn't figure anything out.
I just quit drinking.

I'll be back in a minute, ma'am.

- Is it Kelly?
- Yeah, Kelly.

- How old are you?
- Seventeen.

Oh.

That's... That was our daughter's age.

Well...

There's some shots of her,
if you wanna... That's... n

KELLY: That's so beautiful. I MR.
GATES: What was that?

- We went down to Corpus Christi. MR.
GATES: Oh, that's right, yeah.

MRS. GATES: I
She was4thenj

She really liked the beach and stuff
.because we didn't go very often.

But my trips...

[VOICE BREAKING] That's the trip...

[MR. GATES SOBBING]

Kelly, this is Detective Sanchez.

He's going to help us
look at those pictures I told you about.

Why don't you have a seat?

Why don't we start with
the photos from the accident?

- My God.
BRENDA: Sorry to put you through this...

.but it's important that you understand
what happened to Gracey.

Anything that you need me to,
I can explain.

But you see, the victim's helmet
came off when your mom ran Into her.

When my mom ran into her?

Is that what you just said?

This is your mom running a red light.

BRENDA:
Notice the time code?

That was less than 30 seconds
after the hit-and-run...

and eight blocks from where
Gracey lost her life.

My mom said her car was stolen.

She lied to you, Kelly.

Because that's what drunks do.

You knew she was drunk, didn't you?

SANCHEZ:
This is your mom's cell phone.

And this is the text
that you sent to your mom...

a few minutes before
the hit-and-run.

And this is the route
that your mom took home...

after you warned her
about the sobriety checkpoints.

She drove west,
even though you live east.

And this is where
the accident happened.

Now, look, Kelly, it's only natural
to wanna protect your mother.

I wasn't trying to protect my mother...

I was trying to protect my dad.

He said if she got one more DUI
It would really hurt his career.

But he is never home. He's always working.

And I'm the one who has to watch her.

One time I found her in the garage
just passed out in her own vomit

Your mom's lucky.
She could've died In the accident too.

Maybe next time she will.

- Unless you help us.
- I can't help you. How can I help you?

By telling us how much your mom had
to drink the night of the accident.

We can stop her from ever doing
this again, I promise you.

Kelly, we can help save your mom's life,
but we need your help to do It.

Urn...

Mom had three glasses of vodka
at home.

Like she usually does
before we go anywhere, actually.

And then at the restaurant
she had a lot to drink there too.

She wasn't slurring or anything,
like she usually does...

but she was really bombed.

[SOBBING] Oh, my God.

It's all my fault.

It's my fault this poor girl got killed.
It's my fault.

No, flop Kelly, it's not your fault.
But I understand why you feel that way.

I'm married to a recovering alcoholic...

and he'd be the first to say
that addicts are great...

at making the rest of us feel
responsible for their mistakes.

- Your husband was...?
- An alcoholic, yes.

And now he is the most
thoroughly decent...

and wonderful man I've ever known.

But he tells me all the time that he's
just one drink away from losing It all.

And he needs help staying sober.

Mom's too proud to ask for help.

I promise you, I'm gonna get your mom to
stop drinking If It's the last thing I do.

KELLY [OVER TV]:
Mom had three glasses of vodka at home.

Like she usually does
before we go anywhere, actually.

And then at the restaurant
she had a lot to drink there too.

A lot to drink.

She wasn't slurring or anything,
like she usually does...

but she was really bombed.

Oh, my God. It's my fault
this poor girl got killed.

- It's my fault.
BRENDA: No, no...

- Jay, I want a lawyer.
- Then you'd better call one.

Chief Pope. Chief Johnson.

I appreciate how difficult
this investigation has been for you.

I'm not gonna force our daughter
to take the stand...

and watch this horror show you've
created play out on the 6:00 news.

So that's what this is all about,
Isn't it?

Your career.
You don't care what happens to me.

You didn't care about that poor girl
you left to die In the street.

Jay. Jay. Jay.

You get me an attorney...

or I swear to God,
I'll get my own and I will sue you.

I have given my whole life
for this marriage.

I will not let you screw me on this.

Oh, you think I'm bluffing?
Where are you going?

I'm going to resign
and then get our daughter home.

My God. That poor girl.

God, Gail. God.

Jay. Jay. Jay.
You can't just leave me here like this.

FLYNN: Mrs. Myers, please.
- He's coming back. Jay. Jay.

I am not an alcoholic.

Okay.

But you are definitely a murderer.

Gail Myers,
you have the right to remain silent.

- It was an accident.
FLYNN: If you give up that right...

I didn't mean to hurt anybody.

All right, I'll get treatment.

- I'll go to rehab. I'll stop.
- You have the right to an attorney.

Look. Okay, okay. Look. Hold on.

If this... If this is how it has to be...

I will get help.

If you think that I should.

I will get help.

And who will help Gracey Ann Gates?

Lieutenant.

PROVENZA:
Don't you worry, Mrs. Myers...

we're going to get you some help.

Jay may be stepping down, but
let's not kid ourselves.

Arresting the police commissioner's
wife Is not gonna make us heroes. I

How much worse can it get?

I mean, really.

I guess we'll see.

Sync & Corrected by Shadowmoon