The Closer (2005–2012): Season 7, Episode 4 - Under Control - full transcript
With Brenda being interviewed by Captain Rayder over the death of a suspect she released, Lt. Mike Tao becomes the senior officer in charge of searching for a missing 9-year-old boy. The boy's parents are divorced and hostile, with the mother now living with her new boyfriend, an ex-Las Vegas policeman who has a history of domestic abuse. The boy, found floating in a swimming pool more than a mile away, rode his new bike to summer camp that morning - a camp where Lt. Tao's son, Kevin, was a teen counselor to the lad. The autopsy, however, reveals death by drug overdose rather than drowning. While trying to solve the case, Brenda does everything she can to avoid Raydor and her needling about getting a lawyer against the impending lawsuit.
TINA: Eric?
Eric?
Eric?
TINA: Eric?
Eric? Eric?
Eric? Eric, honey? Eric?
Eric?
Eric, honey, where are you?
TINA: Eric?
Eric?
Eric?
I don't understand why it took
me coming here to pick up my son...
for someone to notice
that Eric never showed up.
Mr. Lynch, this is a
voluntary summer camp.
- Attendance is not taken.
- Ah.
- I couldn't find Eric anywhere.
- Damn it, Tina. How could this happen?
- When he left the house...
- When he left the house?
You couldn't tear yourself away
from your boyfriend to bring him?
He wanted to ride the bike. The
bike you gave him. It's two blocks.
The boy is 9 years old.
Wha...?
Uh, Miss Novick, my
dad's here to pick me up.
You want me to get him?
He's an L.A.P.D. detective.
So Eric Lynch's parents are divorced.
Any custody issues you know of?
- It seemed settled. I don't
know. TAO: Any stepparents?
KEVIN: Eric's mom has
a boyfriend she lives with.
Eric talks about him sometimes.
I think his name is Mark.
Julio, it's Tao.
I need you to check
into something for me.
RAYDOR: Chief Johnson,
this is only a transparency audit.
If it were an investigation,
I'd want your lawyer.
- I don't need a lawyer, captain.
- I suggest you rethink that decision.
At any rate, the discussion
we're having today...
about Turell Baylor and the
Shootin' Newton murders...
should remain
much more informal.
You will notice I'm
not taking notes.
If we hear anything, you'll
be notified immediately.
Excuse me. Come on, Kevin.
Say hi to your Uncle Julio.
- Hey, Kevin.
- Hey, Uncle Julio.
SANCHEZ: So I stopped by the
mother's to see if the kid headed home.
He wasn't there, but the boyfriend
was. A Mr. Marcus Winslow.
And he was doing weird
stuff in the backyard.
- What kind of weird stuff?
- Stretching.
He says he's a yoga
instructor, but I don't like it.
He wants to keep out of the search
and said he'd stay at the house.
Oh, and he gave me these.
- Recent pictures.
- That's him. That's Eric.
Let's hand them out to Patrol.
Aah! It's Eric's bike! That's
Eric's bike! That's Eric's bike!
All right, don't touch it. Don't
touch it, ma'am. Don't touch it.
I told you not to let him keep the
bike unless he used it responsibly.
- Was it here before?
- I... I don't know.
The house is a block and a
half away. You ran right by here.
- Was the bike here before?
- Maybe. I don't know.
- How can you not know?
- Sir, that's enough.
- How can you not know?
- Sir, I said, that's enough!
Provenza.
It's Tao.
[SOBBING]
I can say anything I want about
what happened in that store?
GABRIEL: As long as
it's the truth, yes, you can.
TURELL: And it can't be
used against me in court?
BRENDA: No, it can't.
Fine, then.
- I did it. BRENDA:
You did what?
Reggie didn't shoot
nobody in that store.
I did. I killed those people.
So after this interview, where Mr. Baylor
confessed to a double homicide...
you returned him home?
At his request, yes.
And you saw several
people there waiting for him?
Define "several."
Did you think that they were members
of his own gang, the One-Ten Crips?
Just because they
were African-American...
doesn't mean they
were gang members.
Did you know that there
was a strong likelihood...
that after you dropped
Mr. Baylor off at his home...
he'd be beaten to
death by his fellow Crips?
I did not know that.
But I do like happy endings.
And that answer is exactly why
we're not recording this interview.
Calling Turell's murder
a happy ending...
is not something that you
want a jury to hear you say.
Sure we do. After they see this
interview with the so-called victim.
RAYDOR: After they
see this interview...
they'll understand you were stuck
with a confession of a murder...
of an elderly man and his
grandchild that you couldn't use.
And lacking legal recourse, you
dropped Turell Baylor off at his home...
where you knew he
was likely to be executed.
This interview is not your
friend. It is your motive.
Okay. Uh, my division is rolling out,
so I need to find out where they're going.
And you will, after we finish.
I've interviewed every
member of your division.
I promise, they are competent to
handle whatever the world throws at them.
You know, maybe it would help...
if you tell me in simple
English what you're looking for.
PROVENZA [OVER RADIO]: We are
hunting for a 9-year-old male Caucasian...
4-foot-6 inches, blond
hair and blue eyes.
Last seen wearing a yellow T-shirt,
khaki pants and red tennis shoes.
Keep an eye on the trees
and backyards, people.
We need to bring this kid home.
Let's try here a bit further.
Let's go a little bit wider.
They're doing a good
grid search below us.
Let's try a little outside the
perimeter. Maybe we can get lucky.
[SIRENS WAILING]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTERING]
- Lieutenant, what do we got?
- Uh, you need to talk to Tao.
He's the incident commander.
Sir, I have Detective Sanchez
in an air unit searching the area.
Lieutenant Provenza requested
18 black-and-whites to canvass.
We're sending detectives to
check in with local sex offenders.
Lieutenant Flynn and Detective
Gabriel are dealing with the parents.
Speaking of the parents, at
what point do we let the press in?
Well, in a missing-child case,
I'd say the sooner the better.
Well, we could let the parents talk
to the reporters, but they're divorced.
We just spent 20 minutes
refereeing a shouting match...
between Eric's mom and dad.
- What are they shouting about?
- Long story, but apparently...
Mr. Lynch blames Mrs. Lynch
for not bringing Eric to camp.
Uh, Chief Pope,
this is my son, Kevin.
He's a volunteer at the community
center, one of Eric's camp counselors.
Well, good work, Kevin.
Thanks for your help.
All right, lieutenant,
where do we go from here?
Hey, back the other
way. Back, go back.
I got him back there.
Back here. Come around.
All units, be advised.
I got a body in a pool...
on Wells between Palmer
and Del Rio, third house down.
I repeat, between
Palmer and Del Rio.
No, no, no. That's not good.
[ALL CHATTERING]
Sir?
[SIRENS APPROACHING]
Sorry, Mike.
Oh, damn it.
Okay, Buzz, that's enough.
According to Kendall's
preliminary examination...
Eric Lynch had been dead between
four and five hours when we found him.
No visible signs of abuse.
No bruises, scratches.
And no one we've talked to so far
saw Eric getting into a car or walking.
The owners of the house
where you found this boy?
Upside-down on their mortgage.
Stopped making payments a while
ago and moved back to Sacramento.
Technically, the
property is abandoned.
Well, Eric picked the perfect
place to drown, didn't he?
How does a 9-year-old boy
end up in a swimming pool...
of an abandoned house a
mile away from his bicycle?
I don't know.
It would be one thing if his
body showed defensive wounds...
or even a bump on the head,
but there wasn't a mark on him.
Um, Kevin, is there a
pool at this summer camp?
KEVIN: Yeah. I mean, yes, ma'am.
Um, there's one a few blocks away
that we use, and Eric swam well for a kid.
All right, then. Well, thank
you for your help today.
We'll see you later, then.
My wife is coming to
pick him up pretty soon.
- My parents won't let me get my license.
- Till he gets his grades up.
- My grades aren't bad.
- You need to be prepare for your SATs.
- My wife will be here eventually.
- All right. All right, then.
Make yourself at home, Kevin.
Buzz, I'd like to start
with Mr. Lynch, please.
BUZZ: Yes, ma'am.
- I'm not sure you wanna watch this.
- Why? What's gonna happen?
Chief Johnson has to notify
Eric's parents that he's dead.
BRENDA [ON MONITOR]:
Mr. Lynch, I'm so sorry.
I'm Deputy Chief Johnson.
Thank you so much for waiting.
You must be frustrated. I've
just got a few questions for you.
You drag me here, throw me
in a room, tell me my rights.
Well, it's just
government formality, sir.
We Mirandized your
ex-wife and her boyfriend too.
Any time we have to speak
to someone in a case like this...
I wanna know what
you're doing to find my son.
Does anybody know
anything? Where's my son?
Sir, please understand,
our first priority is Eric.
But in order for us to proceed, I
need to ask you a few questions, okay?
So will you help me?
- Please, will you help me?
- It won't take long.
You and your wife are divorced. She
has primary custody of Eric, correct?
Of course it's correct. If I had
primary custody, we wouldn't be here.
- I can promise you that.
- How often do you see Eric?
Two weekends a month,
Christmas or Thanksgiving.
You said she was gonna
tell Mr. Lynch that Eric's dead.
- Why is she asking all those
questions? GLEN: It's so hard...
to have your life and child
taken from you at the same time.
If Eric turns out to
have been murdered...
we have to eliminate
everyone we can as a suspect.
A suspect? But
that's Eric's dad.
TAO: Mm-hm. GLEN:
I've tried over and over...
Kevin, do you have
your Calculus book?
Yes.
Why don't you get another chapter
under your belt before Mom gets here?
GLEN: Tina should have never
been a wife, much less a mother.
Never, ever. I don't
know what I was thinking.
Sir, where were you this morning when
Eric would have been going to camp?
On my way to work.
I filled up my car with gas,
I squeegeed the windows.
What else do you need to
know? I live on the West Side.
I wear a size 12 shoe.
I'm a controller at a bank.
What does any of this have
to do with finding my son?
Mr. Lynch, I'm so sorry...
but at 4:30 this afternoon,
officers found your son in a pool...
about a mile away
from his summer camp.
Unfortunately, he was
dead when we arrived.
I'm... I'm so sorry.
That's not true.
You're lying.
I wish I were.
How could she just let him
ride off on his own like that?
She refused to let
me have custody...
and then she refused
to look after him.
I don't understand it.
How did this happen?
PROVENZA: We're going to figure that out.
- Kevin, I thought I told you...
Dad, you're always saying I don't
have a clue to how bad the world can be.
- And I knew Eric. He was...
- Enough.
Go with Uncle Buzz to the break
room. He'll get you something.
Then you can sit at my
desk. Calculus. SATs. Okay?
GLEN: Eric can't be dead.
I don't understand it.
Yeah, it never gets
any easier, does it?
Um, I'll ask Behavioral Science to
send up a couple of grief counselors.
- Hopefully, it won't take forever.
- Ah.
- Uh, Chief Johnson?
- Uh, yes, commander, what is it?
- Any word on known child molesters?
- That looks like a dead end.
I have received several
calls from the press...
wondering when we'll
issue a statement on the boy.
How did the media find out there
was a missing boy in the first place?
We issued a Code 20.
Used the media to keep
the boy's face out there.
Oh, right. Code 20, of course.
It was the right thing to do.
So, uh, how do I proceed?
Tell our reporter friends
that pending an autopsy...
we still don't know
how Eric Lynch died.
We're trying to figure out
how he ended up in a pool...
so far away from his
house and bicycle.
POPE: Chief Johnson.
- I'll get right on that.
- Excuse me.
- Thank you, commander.
How did your meeting
go with Captain Raydor?
Well, we didn't finish, but
so far she hasn't arrested me.
Wow, you're setting your
expectations that low? Really?
She's wrapped it up with
everybody else and Taylor.
Well, I'm slap-dab in the middle of
trying to figure out who killed a boy.
Want me to stop the
notification process?
No, of course not.
But Raydor can't
stop what she's doing.
- So eventually...
- Eventually, yes. Just not right now.
Okay.
TINA: Do you know how
much longer I have to be here?
I just... I feel like I should get
home in case Eric shows up.
FLYNN: We have patrol
cars at your home, ma'am.
We'll be notified if
something happens there.
TINA: Oh, did you find him?
Did you find my baby boy?
Mrs. Lynch, I'm so sorry.
We're doing everything
we can, I promise you.
Would it be okay if I
asked you a few questions?
- Yeah. Ask me anything.
- Okay. Why don't you have a seat?
Did you notice anyone
in your neighborhood...
this morning or recently who
seemed odd or out of place?
Uh, no, not that I can recall.
Did Eric make any
new friends recently?
I don't know. I mean, I don't
think so. Not that he said.
And where were you this morning
when Eric was on his way to camp?
I should have taken him.
If I had, we wouldn't
be sitting here right now.
But he wanted to ride his bike.
Glen is the one who
gave him that bike...
and terrorized him
about using it properly.
I should have never
given in on that bike.
But, uh, Eric loved it, and...
A little while after he left for
camp, I got the car detailed.
Where?
Uh, Corbin Wax and Shine. It's
just a few blocks from the house.
So the day her son goes missing,
she says she's having her car detailed.
TINA: Went to the gym for an hour.
- Does that bother you?
Do a check on the car wash.
Find out if she's telling the truth.
And if she is, I'll see if the detailer
found anything odd in her car.
TAO: Oh, and drag
Mr. Lynch's credit cards.
See if there's a charge for gas
and see if he showed up for work.
I mean, not more
than any average kid.
- Lieutenant Tao, where's
Mr. Lynch? TINA: I don't know.
I mean, I guess he could have gotten
up at night when I wasn't looking...
If you're looking for Eric's
dad, he went that way.
TINA: He wouldn't have gone on
those sites with those kind of people.
He's only 9 years old. He
doesn't know about that.
[TINA SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
- Does she know?
- Mr. Lynch...
- You haven't told her?
- Go back to...
Eric's dead. Our son is
dead. They found him in a pool.
TINA: No. No, my baby.
GLEN: You killed my son.
- Get him out! Now!
You were complaining you
and Mark never had time alone.
- You have all the time you
want. BRENDA: Get him out!
- Okay, Mark, stay here. Stay
here. GLEN: She killed my son.
- That bitch killed my son!
- No. Not my baby boy.
- Tina? GLEN: And you.
You. You live in my
house. You screw my wife.
You're as much
to blame as she is.
[ALL GRUNTING]
Enough!
Go to the break room.
Get yourself a snack.
- Watch some TV, okay?
- Yeah, okay.
Doctor?
If you don't mind, I can tell you what I
know from the autopsy from right here.
Okay.
First, I concur with
Kendall's initial findings.
No bruising, no
signs of petechiae.
Nothing that points to Eric Lynch
having been abused in any way.
That's the best I got.
And the worst?
[SIGHS]
- No foam in the boy's lungs.
- Foam?
When someone drowns, water gets
in the lungs and mixes with mucus.
And as the victim
gasps for air...
the water-mucus mixture
churns, creating a foam.
- I see.
- The boy's lungs had no foam.
- So he didn't drown.
- No, he didn't.
- Then how did he die?
- My guess would be oversedation.
Administered how?
When I searched the
contents of his stomach...
all I could find was chocolate
and some sort of bright-purple fluid.
So, what, he drank some
kind of a sports drink or juice...
with drugs dissolved in it?
[MORALES SIGHS]
Yeah. Probably.
But until Toxicology comes
back, which could take weeks...
I won't be able to tell you
which drugs we're talking about.
- Unless...
- Unless?
Unless you have
a potential suspect.
You could write up
a search warrant...
and see if anyone had any
dangerous prescriptions laying about.
Just so you know, I haven't
put him back together yet.
I don't think there's anything
in there you wanna see.
You're probably right.
GABRIEL: Vicodin and Soma.
One's a narcotic,
one's a muscle relaxer.
Given in high doses, they
could definitely be lethal.
Let's call Dr. Morales and see
if this is what could've killed Eric.
And where in Mrs. Lynch's
house did you find them?
GABRIEL: Her medicine cabinet...
but the name on the
prescription is her boyfriend's.
And unlike Mr. and Mrs. Lynch,
he has no alibi for this morning.
And if that's not enough, chief, we
searched our yoga instructor's place.
I thought he lived
with Mrs. Lynch.
It turns out Mark keeps a
condo on the other side of town.
And this is what we found. In
addition to mats, beads, and crystals?
A uniform from the Las
Vegas Police Department.
Now, why would
Mr. Winslow have that?
FRITZ: He used
to be a cop there.
Winslow had almost a decade
on the L.V.P.D. before resigning...
five years ago for
personal reasons.
- What kind of personal reasons?
- Two domestic-abuse accusations.
His ex-wife never filed.
Instead of submitting
to an investigation...
Winslow chose to see a psychologist
for anger management and resign.
Mm, resign. Can't
blame him for that.
Rough day?
Captain Raydor's audit is making it
almost impossible for me to do my job.
I couldn't even go to
the crime scene today.
And you really missed being there
when they found that boy in the pool?
- Seriously?
- What I'm missing is motive.
What about this? A man
starts dating a woman.
Woman has a child from
a previous relationship.
Suddenly, the child is gone.
Happens all the time.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Excuse me, chief, sorry to interrupt.
I just heard back from Dr. Morales.
Eric's stomach contents came back
positive for both Vicodin and Soma.
I believe these are yours,
Mr. Winslow? Is that correct?
I take those for a back
injury I got at work.
What, you had a yoga accident?
Yeah. Believe it or not, I pushed
myself too far and ended up getting hurt.
I take these for the
pain. Why do you care?
We care because these are the
same drugs we found in Eric's stomach.
What are you talking about?
- He drowned.
- No.
Eric died of an overdose of Vicodin and
Soma before he was dumped in the pool.
And you think I
gave them to him?
Wouldn't be the first time you
were accused of hurting someone.
[SCOFFS]
If you're referring to my psycho
ex-wife, she dropped those charges.
It didn't stop you from
resigning from the police force.
I resigned because my ex
threatened a lawsuit against me...
and the city of Las Vegas.
So instead of dealing with all that
political bullshit, I just walked away.
Directly into anger management.
I was mad, yeah.
But I recognized the
problem and took care of it.
And I found an outlet
for my negative emotions.
Like how you used Mr. Lynch as
an outlet for your negative emotions?
- He attacked me.
- Why do you suppose he did that?
Because he thinks I
had issues with Eric.
Why?
Because when I first
started going out with her...
I told Tina I wasn't
wild about kids.
BRENDA: And that
wasn't the case?
Wow.
- Calculus?
- Did it.
- History?
- Didn't bring it. I'll be quiet.
I know this is gonna sound
bad. I know how bad it sounds.
I didn't mind moving in, but I
didn't wanna get married again.
Women her age, they start
pushing for a ring on the second date.
So I thought I'd just head
her off at the pass by saying...
I didn't want to be a parent.
I'm sure Glen told you how hard
he fought for primary custody...
after Tina and I started
seeing each other.
Saying that Eric was growing up
in an amoral environment, right?
But I was more of a father to that
kid than Glen ever knew how to be.
When I asked you to help us find Eric,
you said you wanted to keep out of it.
Did you not see what happened
when the three of us were together?
Besides, there are some family
things that I have learned to stay out of.
And Tina is not...
She's not my wife.
She pressure you to marry
her like you thought she would?
No. As it turns out, she
wasn't interested in that.
What makes you so sure?
Because I proposed to her.
- And she refused?
- So what if she did?
Look, I don't know how you
found this stuff in Eric's stomach...
but I didn't give it to him. I
swear it, I didn't give it to him.
Excuse us for a moment.
- Kevin?
- Hi, Mom.
What's he doing in here?
No way I could swing by
when we found the body...
Mom, I wanted to help out.
Kevin's not old enough to
be in a murder investigation...
especially of somebody
that he knows.
Get your stuff together, please.
This is really better than letting
him get his driver's license?
[DOOR SLAMS]
Since Mr. Lynch was unhappy
with his divorce settlement...
I wonder if he'd let us read it
before I question his ex-wife.
- I'm on it, chief.
- Thank you.
TAO: His head has
to be in his studies.
KATHY: He works hard,
Michael. TAO: I know he does.
- Who cares if he goes to Stanford?
- I don't care.
KATHY: He's 16,
Mike, and a good boy.
He deserves a little freedom.
Let him have his license.
He's supposed to be preparing
for his SATs. We agreed.
Once we give him his
license, he'll be able to...
To what? You think I'll drive
off and never come back?
That you'll let me get my license and
I'll disappear like Eric did on his bike?
I'm 16 years old, Dad, and you
still treat me like I'm a little kid.
It's not about my
grades or the SATs.
It's like you're trying to protect
me from... I don't know what.
But you can't hold on to
me forever. You just can't.
Yes, I can.
[TAO SIGHS]
I'll be holding on to you
for the rest of your life.
[SIGHS]
Have you been here all night?
Um, I need to make an
arrest in the murder of a boy.
I have search warrants
out, so I'm waiting.
Search warrants?
What are you looking for?
Items found in the
victim's stomach.
- I thought Morales identified those drugs.
- He did.
And you tied the prescriptions
to the mother's boyfriend.
We have. Listen, is there something
that we need to discuss right now...
or can it wait till I'm done?
Have you given any more thought
to the idea of hiring an attorney?
Oh, for heaven's sakes.
I'll tell you again. I asked
Baylor where he wanted to go.
He said home. I took him
there and I left. The end.
So your position
boils down to this.
The suspect was only your
responsibility while in custody.
The second you drove away,
Mr. Baylor was on his own.
Is that right?
PROVENZA: Damndest thing I
ever saw, I can tell you that for sure.
Yeah. Now, I know my
way around a divorce.
There's bad, there's
ugly, and then there's this.
Okay. Tina Lynch not only took
her husband for everything he had...
The house, the cars,
the condo in Mammoth.
She's also taking
him for two-thirds...
of everything he will have
over the next nine years.
But Mr. Lynch's main
concern throughout...
was gaining primary
custody of his son.
In the three years
since his divorce...
he's filed six motions to get
Eric back from his ex-wife.
Yeah, he claims that
she's an unfit mother...
with promiscuous tendencies
and a lack of financial responsibility.
This is the hard copy of Mr. Lynch
fueling up at the gas station.
Same thing they e-mailed us.
- You wanna watch it again?
- No.
Just have Buzz cue it up for me in
Electronics while I talk to the mother.
Lieutenant Flynn, would you please
escort Mrs. Lynch to Interview Room 1?
I need to get this over with.
And, uh, Detective Sanchez,
under the circumstances...
Mr. Lynch deserves to
listen to this interview.
Chief, in here?
Better in Electronics.
Thank you.
- We'll have to talk later, chief.
- I'm sure we will.
First I wanna see my little boy.
When can I see...? When
can I see my son's body?
Soon. I just have to
clarify a few things.
In investigating your son's death, we've
been examining your divorce decree.
- Where did you get that?
BRENDA: Your husband gave it to us.
I'm not so much interested
in the end of your marriage...
as I am about the
custody fight over Eric.
TINA [ON MONITOR]: I
don't understand what that...
Chief, Mr. Lynch
is here observing.
Your ex-husband has filed six
motions for primary custody of Eric.
These motions all
have a common theme.
In each one, your ex-husband
claims, for one reason after another...
Promiscuity, lack
of supervision...
living with your boyfriend.
- -that you're an unfit mother.
You could have ended all
this by marrying Mr. Winslow.
I would like to marry
him, but I won't.
Heh. I know exactly why
she won't marry him. God.
If I get remarried, Glen no
longer has to pay alimony.
And for 12 years, I put up with his
lying, his cheating, his emotional abuse.
And he will pay me everything
he owes me, year after year...
and I hope that
I get every cent.
Miserable. Miserable.
You have his house. You have his
car. Why not give him back his son?
He doesn't care about his son.
He cares about the check that
he has to write to support him.
I don't know about that. He
did buy your son a bicycle.
And Eric wanted to ride
that bike to summer camp.
And what did that lead to, huh?
How did that end up? Glen's little gift.
Excuse me.
[DOOR CLOSES]
It ended up with your not
walking your son to camp.
Isn't that right, Mrs. Lynch?
Yes.
TINA [ON MONITOR]: I didn't
walk him to camp, and I should have.
It is my fault Eric is
dead, and I know that.
Looks like she's
taking responsibility.
We need to figure out one
more thing. Buzz, you all cued up?
- When you're ready. TINA: I
should have walked him yesterday.
And I am sick about it. Sick.
But he is a 9-year-old boy.
She's trying to weasel
out of this by crying.
I can't have complete control over
him, no matter what Glen thinks.
- What's this?
GABRIEL: Oh, this?
This is yesterday at 8:15, a
half-hour before your son went missing.
You went into the mini-mart
to pay with a credit card.
And you bought a chocolate bar
and a purple sports drink with cash.
I bought a candy
and a drink. So what?
So that's what we
found in Eric's stomach.
We also found a narcotic
and a muscle relaxer...
which you took from Tina's
boyfriend when no one was home.
Well, it used to be
your house, didn't it?
Anyway, there was enough
medication in Eric's body...
to put a grown man in a
coma or kill a 9-year-old boy.
- Eric drowned.
- Maybe that was the intention.
Drug him enough so that when he was
placed in a pool, he wouldn't wake up.
But Eric was dead
before he hit the water.
When I check with this bank
where you work, am I going to find...
that they're repossessing the house
where we found your son's body?
- So what if they are?
- Well, when I consider that...
and I factor in the bicycle, this begins
to look more like a premeditated murder.
- What's the bike have to do with it?
TAO: If your son had been abducted...
by a stranger, his bicycle would've
been dropped to the ground.
But in this case,
Eric's bike was parked.
GABRIEL: Which means he
didn't feel he was in any danger...
which means he got into
his abductor's car willingly.
He even used his
kickstand to prop up his bike.
But you wouldn't
have it any other way.
You terrorized Eric about
using that bike responsibly.
You knew, didn't you...
that once he had a bike, he would
beg his mother to let him ride it to camp?
And that she would give in
and let him ride it out of her sight.
That for a few minutes every morning,
Eric would be free and unsupervised...
and something terrible
could happen to him.
This is all Tina's fault.
She took everything.
My house, where she lives,
having sex with another man.
My cars. Most of my salary.
The only thing left was my son.
And then she took him too.
She poisoned Eric against me.
So you poisoned your own son?
He wasn't my son
anymore. He was her son.
Why should I pay to support
some kid who hates me?
Tell me that, huh?
Now, never will a day go by...
where she doesn't feel the
pain of losing him like I did.
Let her have two-thirds
of what I make in prison.
She and her boyfriend can try
living on that. So go ahead. Arrest me.
She's ruined. She
loses everything too.
She's ruined!
Get him out of here.
Mr. Lynch, you are under arrest
for the murder of your son, Eric.
Tell her I did this. Tell
her I did this. Tell her.
I want her to know it was me
who took him away from her.
Tell her! She's ruined!
Tell her I did it! Tell her!
Lieutenant, you did get him.
Yeah.
[TAO SIGHS]
Chief Johnson.
I'm in the middle of
processing Mr. Lynch's booking.
I think Lieutenant Tao knew how to
process booking before you got here.
And he was the
incident commander.
Fine.
Uh, not that way, please,
chief. We're going for a little ride.
- Where to?
- Not far. Let's go, please.
- Does anybody know what's going on?
- We're probably in some sort of trouble.
Well, we're the police. We're
always in some sort of trouble.
- Here.
- Hey, Kevin. Hold on a sec.
- You completed the booking already?
- Filled it out yesterday.
It says "Mark Winslow."
Yeah, I told you, I
filled it out yesterday.
Just change the name to Glen
Lynch, and you're welcome.
[SIGHS THEN CHUCKLES]
Oh, hey, Kevin.
Sorry about that.
I was thinking, what if I
made you an appointment...
for you to take a test at the
DMV? Think you could manage...?
KEVIN: Ha, ha! Yes!
Awesome, Dad. Thank you.
Mom, call Aunt Susan and
tell her not to sell the Honda.
- Ha, ha. Oh, boy.
- Dad, wait a minute.
Aunt Susan's selling her
Honda. What do you think?
[DOG BARKING]
RAYDOR: Do you
recognize this place?
Turell Baylor's house...
where you delivered him
unprotected the day he died.
This is where Turell
said he wanted to go.
That may get us
out of criminal court...
but it may not work in your
favor in front of a jury of civilians.
Come with me, please.
Come on, you can't
just leave me here.
What's up with my protection?
You're supposed to be protecting me.
Please.
So let's walk through it.
After you dropped Turell
off, leaving him on his own...
he ran into his house, locked the door,
and tried escaping through his backyard.
But he didn't get very far. See?
He broke free and tried to run,
but he was caught over here.
And they dragged him
across this driveway...
to this wall...
where his head was smashed
repeatedly until he was dead.
You say that your responsibility ended
the moment Turell left your custody...
and the Warren Rule frees
you from criminal liability.
But in a civil trial, the
jury may very well decide...
that you behaved with a callous
disregard to the suspect's life.
And if the city
attorney starts to think...
- that he's losing this case...
- He could settle?
He could settle and leave you to take
the blame, and you will be on your own.
So, what should I do?
For your own sake,
get your own attorney.
[English - US -SDH]
Eric?
Eric?
TINA: Eric?
Eric? Eric?
Eric? Eric, honey? Eric?
Eric?
Eric, honey, where are you?
TINA: Eric?
Eric?
Eric?
I don't understand why it took
me coming here to pick up my son...
for someone to notice
that Eric never showed up.
Mr. Lynch, this is a
voluntary summer camp.
- Attendance is not taken.
- Ah.
- I couldn't find Eric anywhere.
- Damn it, Tina. How could this happen?
- When he left the house...
- When he left the house?
You couldn't tear yourself away
from your boyfriend to bring him?
He wanted to ride the bike. The
bike you gave him. It's two blocks.
The boy is 9 years old.
Wha...?
Uh, Miss Novick, my
dad's here to pick me up.
You want me to get him?
He's an L.A.P.D. detective.
So Eric Lynch's parents are divorced.
Any custody issues you know of?
- It seemed settled. I don't
know. TAO: Any stepparents?
KEVIN: Eric's mom has
a boyfriend she lives with.
Eric talks about him sometimes.
I think his name is Mark.
Julio, it's Tao.
I need you to check
into something for me.
RAYDOR: Chief Johnson,
this is only a transparency audit.
If it were an investigation,
I'd want your lawyer.
- I don't need a lawyer, captain.
- I suggest you rethink that decision.
At any rate, the discussion
we're having today...
about Turell Baylor and the
Shootin' Newton murders...
should remain
much more informal.
You will notice I'm
not taking notes.
If we hear anything, you'll
be notified immediately.
Excuse me. Come on, Kevin.
Say hi to your Uncle Julio.
- Hey, Kevin.
- Hey, Uncle Julio.
SANCHEZ: So I stopped by the
mother's to see if the kid headed home.
He wasn't there, but the boyfriend
was. A Mr. Marcus Winslow.
And he was doing weird
stuff in the backyard.
- What kind of weird stuff?
- Stretching.
He says he's a yoga
instructor, but I don't like it.
He wants to keep out of the search
and said he'd stay at the house.
Oh, and he gave me these.
- Recent pictures.
- That's him. That's Eric.
Let's hand them out to Patrol.
Aah! It's Eric's bike! That's
Eric's bike! That's Eric's bike!
All right, don't touch it. Don't
touch it, ma'am. Don't touch it.
I told you not to let him keep the
bike unless he used it responsibly.
- Was it here before?
- I... I don't know.
The house is a block and a
half away. You ran right by here.
- Was the bike here before?
- Maybe. I don't know.
- How can you not know?
- Sir, that's enough.
- How can you not know?
- Sir, I said, that's enough!
Provenza.
It's Tao.
[SOBBING]
I can say anything I want about
what happened in that store?
GABRIEL: As long as
it's the truth, yes, you can.
TURELL: And it can't be
used against me in court?
BRENDA: No, it can't.
Fine, then.
- I did it. BRENDA:
You did what?
Reggie didn't shoot
nobody in that store.
I did. I killed those people.
So after this interview, where Mr. Baylor
confessed to a double homicide...
you returned him home?
At his request, yes.
And you saw several
people there waiting for him?
Define "several."
Did you think that they were members
of his own gang, the One-Ten Crips?
Just because they
were African-American...
doesn't mean they
were gang members.
Did you know that there
was a strong likelihood...
that after you dropped
Mr. Baylor off at his home...
he'd be beaten to
death by his fellow Crips?
I did not know that.
But I do like happy endings.
And that answer is exactly why
we're not recording this interview.
Calling Turell's murder
a happy ending...
is not something that you
want a jury to hear you say.
Sure we do. After they see this
interview with the so-called victim.
RAYDOR: After they
see this interview...
they'll understand you were stuck
with a confession of a murder...
of an elderly man and his
grandchild that you couldn't use.
And lacking legal recourse, you
dropped Turell Baylor off at his home...
where you knew he
was likely to be executed.
This interview is not your
friend. It is your motive.
Okay. Uh, my division is rolling out,
so I need to find out where they're going.
And you will, after we finish.
I've interviewed every
member of your division.
I promise, they are competent to
handle whatever the world throws at them.
You know, maybe it would help...
if you tell me in simple
English what you're looking for.
PROVENZA [OVER RADIO]: We are
hunting for a 9-year-old male Caucasian...
4-foot-6 inches, blond
hair and blue eyes.
Last seen wearing a yellow T-shirt,
khaki pants and red tennis shoes.
Keep an eye on the trees
and backyards, people.
We need to bring this kid home.
Let's try here a bit further.
Let's go a little bit wider.
They're doing a good
grid search below us.
Let's try a little outside the
perimeter. Maybe we can get lucky.
[SIRENS WAILING]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTERING]
- Lieutenant, what do we got?
- Uh, you need to talk to Tao.
He's the incident commander.
Sir, I have Detective Sanchez
in an air unit searching the area.
Lieutenant Provenza requested
18 black-and-whites to canvass.
We're sending detectives to
check in with local sex offenders.
Lieutenant Flynn and Detective
Gabriel are dealing with the parents.
Speaking of the parents, at
what point do we let the press in?
Well, in a missing-child case,
I'd say the sooner the better.
Well, we could let the parents talk
to the reporters, but they're divorced.
We just spent 20 minutes
refereeing a shouting match...
between Eric's mom and dad.
- What are they shouting about?
- Long story, but apparently...
Mr. Lynch blames Mrs. Lynch
for not bringing Eric to camp.
Uh, Chief Pope,
this is my son, Kevin.
He's a volunteer at the community
center, one of Eric's camp counselors.
Well, good work, Kevin.
Thanks for your help.
All right, lieutenant,
where do we go from here?
Hey, back the other
way. Back, go back.
I got him back there.
Back here. Come around.
All units, be advised.
I got a body in a pool...
on Wells between Palmer
and Del Rio, third house down.
I repeat, between
Palmer and Del Rio.
No, no, no. That's not good.
[ALL CHATTERING]
Sir?
[SIRENS APPROACHING]
Sorry, Mike.
Oh, damn it.
Okay, Buzz, that's enough.
According to Kendall's
preliminary examination...
Eric Lynch had been dead between
four and five hours when we found him.
No visible signs of abuse.
No bruises, scratches.
And no one we've talked to so far
saw Eric getting into a car or walking.
The owners of the house
where you found this boy?
Upside-down on their mortgage.
Stopped making payments a while
ago and moved back to Sacramento.
Technically, the
property is abandoned.
Well, Eric picked the perfect
place to drown, didn't he?
How does a 9-year-old boy
end up in a swimming pool...
of an abandoned house a
mile away from his bicycle?
I don't know.
It would be one thing if his
body showed defensive wounds...
or even a bump on the head,
but there wasn't a mark on him.
Um, Kevin, is there a
pool at this summer camp?
KEVIN: Yeah. I mean, yes, ma'am.
Um, there's one a few blocks away
that we use, and Eric swam well for a kid.
All right, then. Well, thank
you for your help today.
We'll see you later, then.
My wife is coming to
pick him up pretty soon.
- My parents won't let me get my license.
- Till he gets his grades up.
- My grades aren't bad.
- You need to be prepare for your SATs.
- My wife will be here eventually.
- All right. All right, then.
Make yourself at home, Kevin.
Buzz, I'd like to start
with Mr. Lynch, please.
BUZZ: Yes, ma'am.
- I'm not sure you wanna watch this.
- Why? What's gonna happen?
Chief Johnson has to notify
Eric's parents that he's dead.
BRENDA [ON MONITOR]:
Mr. Lynch, I'm so sorry.
I'm Deputy Chief Johnson.
Thank you so much for waiting.
You must be frustrated. I've
just got a few questions for you.
You drag me here, throw me
in a room, tell me my rights.
Well, it's just
government formality, sir.
We Mirandized your
ex-wife and her boyfriend too.
Any time we have to speak
to someone in a case like this...
I wanna know what
you're doing to find my son.
Does anybody know
anything? Where's my son?
Sir, please understand,
our first priority is Eric.
But in order for us to proceed, I
need to ask you a few questions, okay?
So will you help me?
- Please, will you help me?
- It won't take long.
You and your wife are divorced. She
has primary custody of Eric, correct?
Of course it's correct. If I had
primary custody, we wouldn't be here.
- I can promise you that.
- How often do you see Eric?
Two weekends a month,
Christmas or Thanksgiving.
You said she was gonna
tell Mr. Lynch that Eric's dead.
- Why is she asking all those
questions? GLEN: It's so hard...
to have your life and child
taken from you at the same time.
If Eric turns out to
have been murdered...
we have to eliminate
everyone we can as a suspect.
A suspect? But
that's Eric's dad.
TAO: Mm-hm. GLEN:
I've tried over and over...
Kevin, do you have
your Calculus book?
Yes.
Why don't you get another chapter
under your belt before Mom gets here?
GLEN: Tina should have never
been a wife, much less a mother.
Never, ever. I don't
know what I was thinking.
Sir, where were you this morning when
Eric would have been going to camp?
On my way to work.
I filled up my car with gas,
I squeegeed the windows.
What else do you need to
know? I live on the West Side.
I wear a size 12 shoe.
I'm a controller at a bank.
What does any of this have
to do with finding my son?
Mr. Lynch, I'm so sorry...
but at 4:30 this afternoon,
officers found your son in a pool...
about a mile away
from his summer camp.
Unfortunately, he was
dead when we arrived.
I'm... I'm so sorry.
That's not true.
You're lying.
I wish I were.
How could she just let him
ride off on his own like that?
She refused to let
me have custody...
and then she refused
to look after him.
I don't understand it.
How did this happen?
PROVENZA: We're going to figure that out.
- Kevin, I thought I told you...
Dad, you're always saying I don't
have a clue to how bad the world can be.
- And I knew Eric. He was...
- Enough.
Go with Uncle Buzz to the break
room. He'll get you something.
Then you can sit at my
desk. Calculus. SATs. Okay?
GLEN: Eric can't be dead.
I don't understand it.
Yeah, it never gets
any easier, does it?
Um, I'll ask Behavioral Science to
send up a couple of grief counselors.
- Hopefully, it won't take forever.
- Ah.
- Uh, Chief Johnson?
- Uh, yes, commander, what is it?
- Any word on known child molesters?
- That looks like a dead end.
I have received several
calls from the press...
wondering when we'll
issue a statement on the boy.
How did the media find out there
was a missing boy in the first place?
We issued a Code 20.
Used the media to keep
the boy's face out there.
Oh, right. Code 20, of course.
It was the right thing to do.
So, uh, how do I proceed?
Tell our reporter friends
that pending an autopsy...
we still don't know
how Eric Lynch died.
We're trying to figure out
how he ended up in a pool...
so far away from his
house and bicycle.
POPE: Chief Johnson.
- I'll get right on that.
- Excuse me.
- Thank you, commander.
How did your meeting
go with Captain Raydor?
Well, we didn't finish, but
so far she hasn't arrested me.
Wow, you're setting your
expectations that low? Really?
She's wrapped it up with
everybody else and Taylor.
Well, I'm slap-dab in the middle of
trying to figure out who killed a boy.
Want me to stop the
notification process?
No, of course not.
But Raydor can't
stop what she's doing.
- So eventually...
- Eventually, yes. Just not right now.
Okay.
TINA: Do you know how
much longer I have to be here?
I just... I feel like I should get
home in case Eric shows up.
FLYNN: We have patrol
cars at your home, ma'am.
We'll be notified if
something happens there.
TINA: Oh, did you find him?
Did you find my baby boy?
Mrs. Lynch, I'm so sorry.
We're doing everything
we can, I promise you.
Would it be okay if I
asked you a few questions?
- Yeah. Ask me anything.
- Okay. Why don't you have a seat?
Did you notice anyone
in your neighborhood...
this morning or recently who
seemed odd or out of place?
Uh, no, not that I can recall.
Did Eric make any
new friends recently?
I don't know. I mean, I don't
think so. Not that he said.
And where were you this morning
when Eric was on his way to camp?
I should have taken him.
If I had, we wouldn't
be sitting here right now.
But he wanted to ride his bike.
Glen is the one who
gave him that bike...
and terrorized him
about using it properly.
I should have never
given in on that bike.
But, uh, Eric loved it, and...
A little while after he left for
camp, I got the car detailed.
Where?
Uh, Corbin Wax and Shine. It's
just a few blocks from the house.
So the day her son goes missing,
she says she's having her car detailed.
TINA: Went to the gym for an hour.
- Does that bother you?
Do a check on the car wash.
Find out if she's telling the truth.
And if she is, I'll see if the detailer
found anything odd in her car.
TAO: Oh, and drag
Mr. Lynch's credit cards.
See if there's a charge for gas
and see if he showed up for work.
I mean, not more
than any average kid.
- Lieutenant Tao, where's
Mr. Lynch? TINA: I don't know.
I mean, I guess he could have gotten
up at night when I wasn't looking...
If you're looking for Eric's
dad, he went that way.
TINA: He wouldn't have gone on
those sites with those kind of people.
He's only 9 years old. He
doesn't know about that.
[TINA SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
- Does she know?
- Mr. Lynch...
- You haven't told her?
- Go back to...
Eric's dead. Our son is
dead. They found him in a pool.
TINA: No. No, my baby.
GLEN: You killed my son.
- Get him out! Now!
You were complaining you
and Mark never had time alone.
- You have all the time you
want. BRENDA: Get him out!
- Okay, Mark, stay here. Stay
here. GLEN: She killed my son.
- That bitch killed my son!
- No. Not my baby boy.
- Tina? GLEN: And you.
You. You live in my
house. You screw my wife.
You're as much
to blame as she is.
[ALL GRUNTING]
Enough!
Go to the break room.
Get yourself a snack.
- Watch some TV, okay?
- Yeah, okay.
Doctor?
If you don't mind, I can tell you what I
know from the autopsy from right here.
Okay.
First, I concur with
Kendall's initial findings.
No bruising, no
signs of petechiae.
Nothing that points to Eric Lynch
having been abused in any way.
That's the best I got.
And the worst?
[SIGHS]
- No foam in the boy's lungs.
- Foam?
When someone drowns, water gets
in the lungs and mixes with mucus.
And as the victim
gasps for air...
the water-mucus mixture
churns, creating a foam.
- I see.
- The boy's lungs had no foam.
- So he didn't drown.
- No, he didn't.
- Then how did he die?
- My guess would be oversedation.
Administered how?
When I searched the
contents of his stomach...
all I could find was chocolate
and some sort of bright-purple fluid.
So, what, he drank some
kind of a sports drink or juice...
with drugs dissolved in it?
[MORALES SIGHS]
Yeah. Probably.
But until Toxicology comes
back, which could take weeks...
I won't be able to tell you
which drugs we're talking about.
- Unless...
- Unless?
Unless you have
a potential suspect.
You could write up
a search warrant...
and see if anyone had any
dangerous prescriptions laying about.
Just so you know, I haven't
put him back together yet.
I don't think there's anything
in there you wanna see.
You're probably right.
GABRIEL: Vicodin and Soma.
One's a narcotic,
one's a muscle relaxer.
Given in high doses, they
could definitely be lethal.
Let's call Dr. Morales and see
if this is what could've killed Eric.
And where in Mrs. Lynch's
house did you find them?
GABRIEL: Her medicine cabinet...
but the name on the
prescription is her boyfriend's.
And unlike Mr. and Mrs. Lynch,
he has no alibi for this morning.
And if that's not enough, chief, we
searched our yoga instructor's place.
I thought he lived
with Mrs. Lynch.
It turns out Mark keeps a
condo on the other side of town.
And this is what we found. In
addition to mats, beads, and crystals?
A uniform from the Las
Vegas Police Department.
Now, why would
Mr. Winslow have that?
FRITZ: He used
to be a cop there.
Winslow had almost a decade
on the L.V.P.D. before resigning...
five years ago for
personal reasons.
- What kind of personal reasons?
- Two domestic-abuse accusations.
His ex-wife never filed.
Instead of submitting
to an investigation...
Winslow chose to see a psychologist
for anger management and resign.
Mm, resign. Can't
blame him for that.
Rough day?
Captain Raydor's audit is making it
almost impossible for me to do my job.
I couldn't even go to
the crime scene today.
And you really missed being there
when they found that boy in the pool?
- Seriously?
- What I'm missing is motive.
What about this? A man
starts dating a woman.
Woman has a child from
a previous relationship.
Suddenly, the child is gone.
Happens all the time.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Excuse me, chief, sorry to interrupt.
I just heard back from Dr. Morales.
Eric's stomach contents came back
positive for both Vicodin and Soma.
I believe these are yours,
Mr. Winslow? Is that correct?
I take those for a back
injury I got at work.
What, you had a yoga accident?
Yeah. Believe it or not, I pushed
myself too far and ended up getting hurt.
I take these for the
pain. Why do you care?
We care because these are the
same drugs we found in Eric's stomach.
What are you talking about?
- He drowned.
- No.
Eric died of an overdose of Vicodin and
Soma before he was dumped in the pool.
And you think I
gave them to him?
Wouldn't be the first time you
were accused of hurting someone.
[SCOFFS]
If you're referring to my psycho
ex-wife, she dropped those charges.
It didn't stop you from
resigning from the police force.
I resigned because my ex
threatened a lawsuit against me...
and the city of Las Vegas.
So instead of dealing with all that
political bullshit, I just walked away.
Directly into anger management.
I was mad, yeah.
But I recognized the
problem and took care of it.
And I found an outlet
for my negative emotions.
Like how you used Mr. Lynch as
an outlet for your negative emotions?
- He attacked me.
- Why do you suppose he did that?
Because he thinks I
had issues with Eric.
Why?
Because when I first
started going out with her...
I told Tina I wasn't
wild about kids.
BRENDA: And that
wasn't the case?
Wow.
- Calculus?
- Did it.
- History?
- Didn't bring it. I'll be quiet.
I know this is gonna sound
bad. I know how bad it sounds.
I didn't mind moving in, but I
didn't wanna get married again.
Women her age, they start
pushing for a ring on the second date.
So I thought I'd just head
her off at the pass by saying...
I didn't want to be a parent.
I'm sure Glen told you how hard
he fought for primary custody...
after Tina and I started
seeing each other.
Saying that Eric was growing up
in an amoral environment, right?
But I was more of a father to that
kid than Glen ever knew how to be.
When I asked you to help us find Eric,
you said you wanted to keep out of it.
Did you not see what happened
when the three of us were together?
Besides, there are some family
things that I have learned to stay out of.
And Tina is not...
She's not my wife.
She pressure you to marry
her like you thought she would?
No. As it turns out, she
wasn't interested in that.
What makes you so sure?
Because I proposed to her.
- And she refused?
- So what if she did?
Look, I don't know how you
found this stuff in Eric's stomach...
but I didn't give it to him. I
swear it, I didn't give it to him.
Excuse us for a moment.
- Kevin?
- Hi, Mom.
What's he doing in here?
No way I could swing by
when we found the body...
Mom, I wanted to help out.
Kevin's not old enough to
be in a murder investigation...
especially of somebody
that he knows.
Get your stuff together, please.
This is really better than letting
him get his driver's license?
[DOOR SLAMS]
Since Mr. Lynch was unhappy
with his divorce settlement...
I wonder if he'd let us read it
before I question his ex-wife.
- I'm on it, chief.
- Thank you.
TAO: His head has
to be in his studies.
KATHY: He works hard,
Michael. TAO: I know he does.
- Who cares if he goes to Stanford?
- I don't care.
KATHY: He's 16,
Mike, and a good boy.
He deserves a little freedom.
Let him have his license.
He's supposed to be preparing
for his SATs. We agreed.
Once we give him his
license, he'll be able to...
To what? You think I'll drive
off and never come back?
That you'll let me get my license and
I'll disappear like Eric did on his bike?
I'm 16 years old, Dad, and you
still treat me like I'm a little kid.
It's not about my
grades or the SATs.
It's like you're trying to protect
me from... I don't know what.
But you can't hold on to
me forever. You just can't.
Yes, I can.
[TAO SIGHS]
I'll be holding on to you
for the rest of your life.
[SIGHS]
Have you been here all night?
Um, I need to make an
arrest in the murder of a boy.
I have search warrants
out, so I'm waiting.
Search warrants?
What are you looking for?
Items found in the
victim's stomach.
- I thought Morales identified those drugs.
- He did.
And you tied the prescriptions
to the mother's boyfriend.
We have. Listen, is there something
that we need to discuss right now...
or can it wait till I'm done?
Have you given any more thought
to the idea of hiring an attorney?
Oh, for heaven's sakes.
I'll tell you again. I asked
Baylor where he wanted to go.
He said home. I took him
there and I left. The end.
So your position
boils down to this.
The suspect was only your
responsibility while in custody.
The second you drove away,
Mr. Baylor was on his own.
Is that right?
PROVENZA: Damndest thing I
ever saw, I can tell you that for sure.
Yeah. Now, I know my
way around a divorce.
There's bad, there's
ugly, and then there's this.
Okay. Tina Lynch not only took
her husband for everything he had...
The house, the cars,
the condo in Mammoth.
She's also taking
him for two-thirds...
of everything he will have
over the next nine years.
But Mr. Lynch's main
concern throughout...
was gaining primary
custody of his son.
In the three years
since his divorce...
he's filed six motions to get
Eric back from his ex-wife.
Yeah, he claims that
she's an unfit mother...
with promiscuous tendencies
and a lack of financial responsibility.
This is the hard copy of Mr. Lynch
fueling up at the gas station.
Same thing they e-mailed us.
- You wanna watch it again?
- No.
Just have Buzz cue it up for me in
Electronics while I talk to the mother.
Lieutenant Flynn, would you please
escort Mrs. Lynch to Interview Room 1?
I need to get this over with.
And, uh, Detective Sanchez,
under the circumstances...
Mr. Lynch deserves to
listen to this interview.
Chief, in here?
Better in Electronics.
Thank you.
- We'll have to talk later, chief.
- I'm sure we will.
First I wanna see my little boy.
When can I see...? When
can I see my son's body?
Soon. I just have to
clarify a few things.
In investigating your son's death, we've
been examining your divorce decree.
- Where did you get that?
BRENDA: Your husband gave it to us.
I'm not so much interested
in the end of your marriage...
as I am about the
custody fight over Eric.
TINA [ON MONITOR]: I
don't understand what that...
Chief, Mr. Lynch
is here observing.
Your ex-husband has filed six
motions for primary custody of Eric.
These motions all
have a common theme.
In each one, your ex-husband
claims, for one reason after another...
Promiscuity, lack
of supervision...
living with your boyfriend.
- -that you're an unfit mother.
You could have ended all
this by marrying Mr. Winslow.
I would like to marry
him, but I won't.
Heh. I know exactly why
she won't marry him. God.
If I get remarried, Glen no
longer has to pay alimony.
And for 12 years, I put up with his
lying, his cheating, his emotional abuse.
And he will pay me everything
he owes me, year after year...
and I hope that
I get every cent.
Miserable. Miserable.
You have his house. You have his
car. Why not give him back his son?
He doesn't care about his son.
He cares about the check that
he has to write to support him.
I don't know about that. He
did buy your son a bicycle.
And Eric wanted to ride
that bike to summer camp.
And what did that lead to, huh?
How did that end up? Glen's little gift.
Excuse me.
[DOOR CLOSES]
It ended up with your not
walking your son to camp.
Isn't that right, Mrs. Lynch?
Yes.
TINA [ON MONITOR]: I didn't
walk him to camp, and I should have.
It is my fault Eric is
dead, and I know that.
Looks like she's
taking responsibility.
We need to figure out one
more thing. Buzz, you all cued up?
- When you're ready. TINA: I
should have walked him yesterday.
And I am sick about it. Sick.
But he is a 9-year-old boy.
She's trying to weasel
out of this by crying.
I can't have complete control over
him, no matter what Glen thinks.
- What's this?
GABRIEL: Oh, this?
This is yesterday at 8:15, a
half-hour before your son went missing.
You went into the mini-mart
to pay with a credit card.
And you bought a chocolate bar
and a purple sports drink with cash.
I bought a candy
and a drink. So what?
So that's what we
found in Eric's stomach.
We also found a narcotic
and a muscle relaxer...
which you took from Tina's
boyfriend when no one was home.
Well, it used to be
your house, didn't it?
Anyway, there was enough
medication in Eric's body...
to put a grown man in a
coma or kill a 9-year-old boy.
- Eric drowned.
- Maybe that was the intention.
Drug him enough so that when he was
placed in a pool, he wouldn't wake up.
But Eric was dead
before he hit the water.
When I check with this bank
where you work, am I going to find...
that they're repossessing the house
where we found your son's body?
- So what if they are?
- Well, when I consider that...
and I factor in the bicycle, this begins
to look more like a premeditated murder.
- What's the bike have to do with it?
TAO: If your son had been abducted...
by a stranger, his bicycle would've
been dropped to the ground.
But in this case,
Eric's bike was parked.
GABRIEL: Which means he
didn't feel he was in any danger...
which means he got into
his abductor's car willingly.
He even used his
kickstand to prop up his bike.
But you wouldn't
have it any other way.
You terrorized Eric about
using that bike responsibly.
You knew, didn't you...
that once he had a bike, he would
beg his mother to let him ride it to camp?
And that she would give in
and let him ride it out of her sight.
That for a few minutes every morning,
Eric would be free and unsupervised...
and something terrible
could happen to him.
This is all Tina's fault.
She took everything.
My house, where she lives,
having sex with another man.
My cars. Most of my salary.
The only thing left was my son.
And then she took him too.
She poisoned Eric against me.
So you poisoned your own son?
He wasn't my son
anymore. He was her son.
Why should I pay to support
some kid who hates me?
Tell me that, huh?
Now, never will a day go by...
where she doesn't feel the
pain of losing him like I did.
Let her have two-thirds
of what I make in prison.
She and her boyfriend can try
living on that. So go ahead. Arrest me.
She's ruined. She
loses everything too.
She's ruined!
Get him out of here.
Mr. Lynch, you are under arrest
for the murder of your son, Eric.
Tell her I did this. Tell
her I did this. Tell her.
I want her to know it was me
who took him away from her.
Tell her! She's ruined!
Tell her I did it! Tell her!
Lieutenant, you did get him.
Yeah.
[TAO SIGHS]
Chief Johnson.
I'm in the middle of
processing Mr. Lynch's booking.
I think Lieutenant Tao knew how to
process booking before you got here.
And he was the
incident commander.
Fine.
Uh, not that way, please,
chief. We're going for a little ride.
- Where to?
- Not far. Let's go, please.
- Does anybody know what's going on?
- We're probably in some sort of trouble.
Well, we're the police. We're
always in some sort of trouble.
- Here.
- Hey, Kevin. Hold on a sec.
- You completed the booking already?
- Filled it out yesterday.
It says "Mark Winslow."
Yeah, I told you, I
filled it out yesterday.
Just change the name to Glen
Lynch, and you're welcome.
[SIGHS THEN CHUCKLES]
Oh, hey, Kevin.
Sorry about that.
I was thinking, what if I
made you an appointment...
for you to take a test at the
DMV? Think you could manage...?
KEVIN: Ha, ha! Yes!
Awesome, Dad. Thank you.
Mom, call Aunt Susan and
tell her not to sell the Honda.
- Ha, ha. Oh, boy.
- Dad, wait a minute.
Aunt Susan's selling her
Honda. What do you think?
[DOG BARKING]
RAYDOR: Do you
recognize this place?
Turell Baylor's house...
where you delivered him
unprotected the day he died.
This is where Turell
said he wanted to go.
That may get us
out of criminal court...
but it may not work in your
favor in front of a jury of civilians.
Come with me, please.
Come on, you can't
just leave me here.
What's up with my protection?
You're supposed to be protecting me.
Please.
So let's walk through it.
After you dropped Turell
off, leaving him on his own...
he ran into his house, locked the door,
and tried escaping through his backyard.
But he didn't get very far. See?
He broke free and tried to run,
but he was caught over here.
And they dragged him
across this driveway...
to this wall...
where his head was smashed
repeatedly until he was dead.
You say that your responsibility ended
the moment Turell left your custody...
and the Warren Rule frees
you from criminal liability.
But in a civil trial, the
jury may very well decide...
that you behaved with a callous
disregard to the suspect's life.
And if the city
attorney starts to think...
- that he's losing this case...
- He could settle?
He could settle and leave you to take
the blame, and you will be on your own.
So, what should I do?
For your own sake,
get your own attorney.
[English - US -SDH]