Unforgettable (2011–2016): Season 1, Episode 12 - Butterfly Effect - full transcript

(footsteps)

Oh!

(gasping)

Here you go.

(yawns)

Oh, hard way to start the day?

Uh, I was up late.

You have a date?

I, uh, found a kitten.

Way too much information.

No, I actually found a kitten.

I was walking home
from the subway.

I heard a meow,
and I found this little kitten,

like, this big under a car.

Looked all over,
couldn't find the mother.

So, you had to take it home.

Hey, it was the
decent thing to do.

It's not like
I'm gonna keep him.

Have a name?

- Stanley.
- You named it.

(chuckles) No.

Yes, I did.

Here you are.

One toasted plain,

low-fat schmear,
nova and onions, enjoy.

- My favorite.
- Once you're a regular,

I never forget a name,
never forget an order.

Mind like a steel trap.

(laughs)

Yeah, since when
do you eat onions?

- I just take them off.
- (Phone rings)

Guess they don't make steel
traps like they used to.

Hey.

We're just around the corner.

Yeah, you want us to get
you something? You got a 20?

No, we can be there
in 15 minutes.

Thank you, Saul.

Keep the change.

Have a great day, Carol.

(garbled radio transmissions)

(crowd talks impatiently)

ROE:
No, I'm telling you,
Carol, was it?

Onions are good for you.

I mean, for the
antioxidant purposes alone.

CARRIE:
Not to mention, you can
kill flies with your breath.

- Which is useful.
- MIKE: Hey.

20-year-old ironworker,
Christopher Feeney.

Guys arriving for
work found him.

Looks like blunt force
trauma to the head.

There's no weapon yet.

This Barrett guy is everywhere,

and all his buildings
look the same.

Architecture used
to have some character.

And I remember
when this whole area

was nothing but farms
and crack houses.

IRONWORKER:
Hey, look.

We got one of Charlie's Angels;
Which one are you, sweetheart?

The one with the big gun.

(men laugh)

ROE:
Huh, what do we got?

(whistles)

Maybe an accident, a fall?

Our vic's got a dent
in his head like that.

It wasn't an accident.

Quitting time was at 4:00.

M.E. puts the time of death
around 10:00 last night.

So, what was he still
doing here at that hour?

Not working.

Maybe meeting someone?

What about
surveillance cameras?

- Nothing yet.
- (Phone rings)

At least one of the cameras was
blocked by a shipment of lumber.

Yeah, Nina?

Okay.

We got the project manager,
William Spence, goes by Bud.

I'll have Mike and Roe start
a canvass; let's figure out

if someone had
a beef with Feeney.

If he had any problems
with gambling, drugs, debts.

CARRIE:
And what he was doing here

at 10:00 at night.

Yeah, and there's that.

Chris has been with
us about six months.

Good kid, gets here
early, works hard.

What'd you have him doing?

Mostly post tension recently.

But Chris worked on everything...

rigging, pre-cast.

NINA:
Was he having any trouble
with anyone on the site?

- Not that I know of.
- (Phone rings)

How about his work record?

Pretty spotless.

- Like all the new guys,
- This is Nina...

I had to keep on him
about safety and stuff.

That's it.

Any idea what he was doing
here so late?

No idea.

Any guesses?

I mean, we've had occasion
in the past, where, uh,

kid'll bring a girl back
to the site, you know.

Is there

really no other reason
you could imagine

Chris was here after hours?

I'm not sure what you mean.

You've been having some
security problems lately,

haven't you?

I'm hearing five theft reports
in the past two months alone.

Sure, we got issues.

Just like every building
site in the city.

We talking building materials?

Anything that

isn't nailed down:
Copper pipe, wire.

Last week we lost a
two-ton skid loader.

There a reason you didn't
mention this before?

Chris didn't have
anything to do with that.

Why are you so sure?

Look, I didn't know
the kid that well,

but he's third-
generation ironworker.

His dad Jack worked on
the Citicorp Building.

Chris was first in his
family to go to college,

but he came back two years
early after Jack took a fall,

wound up in a wheelchair
about a year later.

I'm telling you,
this is a good kid.

Good kid, with a tough
situation at home.

Personal and financial.

You're going the
wrong way, guys.

So the guy who sits at the gate

is getting us
yesterday's sign-in sheet.

It'll have all the
comings and goings.

Roe's doing interviews

with the crew who's
supposed to work today.

What time does
the guy at the gate leave?

5:00, he secures
all the equipment

and locks the gate
up behind him.

Says he didn't see
Chris hanging around.

IRONWORKER:
We got one of Charlie's Angels.

Which one are you, sweetheart?

CARRIE:
The one with the big gun.

MIKE:
What's up?

Hey!

You, smart-ass guy.

What kind of wrench is that?

A spud wrench.

Spud wrench?

All you guys carry them?

Yeah, but, uh, some of us got
bigger tools than others.

You know,

some of you are

- Hey.
- Bigger tools than others.

OFFICER:
Nothing back here, Lieutenant.

DRIVER:
What am I supposed to do

when this load of concrete
locks up on me?

What, are you gonna pay for it?

(thud)

Hey, you got some gloves?

♪ ♪

AL:
Project manager told me

this Dumpster was supposed to be
hauled away early this morning.

I'm guessing

our killer knew that.

I'm guessing you're right.

Bud Spence, the project
manager, is giving us

a list of personnel, but
that's only direct hires.

We'll need background
on subcontractors, subs.

If there's so much
as a taco truck

that makes daily stops here,

- I want to know about it.
- I got the taco truck.

Of course you do,
and let's see if we get

any prints off that wrench.

MAN:
Excuse me?

You the detective in charge?

Lieutenant Burns,
Queens Homicide.

I'm Jay Barrett.

This is my attorney Ron Pappas.

Where do we stand?

Where we stand is
there's been a murder.

20-year-old

ironworker Christopher Feeney,

and we're investigating
that murder.

What is that, Bud?

It's just a list of folks
working on the site.

PAPPAS:
I'll be coordinating

the Barrett Group's response.

Either I or an attorney

from our department
will need to be present

for any interview
with one of our employees.

That's not necessary.

And, despite what Mr. Spence
may have told you,

access to company records

will be case by case.

Thank you, Bud.

AL:
Are you saying

I need to go to a judge
every time I want information?

The point is,
no fishing expeditions.

What do you think
we might catch?

BARRETT:
Obviously, the death

of any member of our
team is a tragedy

that we take very seriously.

But since I'm convinced
that no member

of my employment
is responsible,

I want to make sure
that I protect them.

Of course.

How long do you need?

Minimum 48 hours
to process evidence.

I need longer,
I can go to a judge.

Mr. Barrett?

As long as I have you here,
where were you last night?

Don't be a smart-ass,
Detective.

That's Lieutenant.

Teterboro.

I was looking
at a plane I might buy.

Town car over the GW Bridge,

dropped by the office
to pick up some papers.

Home with the wife by midnight.

I don't recall stopping
by here to kill anyone.

NINA:
I sure hope this guy's guilty.

You see that pile of bricks
he threw up at Citi Plaza?

We should arrest him for that.

Let's check Barrett's alibi.

I want to talk
to the victim's parents.

When Jack had his accident,

we pleaded with Chris
to stay in school.

He insisted on coming
home to help out.

AL:
But he was planning
to go back to college?

MRS. FEENEY:
Yes, one year.

Jack said he'd kick him out

if he had to.

Thank you, Sara.

You notice any changes

in Chris recently?

Maybe new friends?
Keeping strange hours?

- No.
- I'm sorry to have

to ask you this,
but were you aware

of any problems he was having?

- Drugs?
- My son never

touched drugs.

We think Chris was

at the construction
site after 10:00 p.m.

last night; now, that's
kind of late to be on the job.

I spent my entire life
around construction sites.

You don't have to tell
me anything; I got no idea

what he was doing there.

AL:
Mr. Feeney, you said
he was helping out?

He was sharing
his paycheck with you?

I wasn't happy about it,
but what could I do?

We had bills.
The insurance was a joke.

MRS. FEENEY:
You have to understand.

Our bedroom is upstairs.

Without the help,

we never could have built
this room for Jack.

Chris paid to build this?

From his college savings.

He had

over $50,000.

After the scholarship
came through,

he didn't need it for tuition.

We said no at first, but...

CARRIE:
I'm sorry,

how did he have so much money?

Oh, he worked.

From an early age,
he always had a job.

Newspaper route, grocery store,

summers he was a lifeguard
at Jones Beach.

He loved that job.

You know how lifeguards are.

The girls were crazy about him.

AL:
$50,000.

That's a lot.

MR. FEENEY:
Chris worked hard.

You gonna ask to see
pay stubs, too?

'Cause we could
probably find some.

I'm sorry...

Chris meant everything to him.

Of course, we understand.

Thank you.

Edith...

what was the name of the
scholarship Chris got?

The Regents Scholarship.

Full tuition, two years.

The most prestigious.

You must have been very proud.

(quietly):
Thank you.

Mm-hmm, yeah.

So more like 11:30?

All right, got it.

Yeah, thanks.
(sighs)

Well, that developer Barrett's

alibi checks out.

- Well, you seem disappointed.
- Aren't you?

AL:
A guy like that,

just because he didn't
kill Chris Feeney,

doesn't mean he couldn't
have hired someone to do it

if the kid was a threat.

Yeah, or stealing from him.

Construction site
thefts are real.

$2 million in claims
for stolen material.

Any of it recovered?

Yeah, it's kind of
hard to identify

copper pipe
once it's in the wall.

I tell you one thing...
from what I've been reading,

Barrett's leveraged
to his eyeballs.

He just kept building
right through the recession.

He's still waiting
for a turnaround.

You add that to two divorces.
Those cost him.

His current wife is no bargain.

She's a regular
on the charity banquet circuit.

And then there's this.
This is great.

She is a big supporter

of the Patrolmen's Benevolent
Association.

All right, so I dug
around in the area

of construction-related theft.

Quite a lucrative little
business. (sneezes)

Bless you.

And it looks like big scores are
mostly tied to organized crime.

So, Chris Feeney never received

a Regents Scholarship
from Georgetown,

mostly because there isn't one.

- (Roe sneezes)
- You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

So he lied to his parents about
how he could give 'em 50 grand.

Yeah, and the most he ever had
in his account was $7,000.

Let's say the kid's stealing
from the site.

He could've either been working

with one of these families
or crossed them.

Either way,
he could end up dead.

Which families
are we talking about?

In this area,
three names keep popping up:

The Fedorovs of Brighton Beach,

Zuchettis in Brooklyn
and the Cioffis.

The Cioffis?

MRS. FEENEY:
Thank you, Sara.

AL:
What is it?

At the house, the Feeney house,

there was a flower arrangement
with a card on it

from the Cioffi family.

Maybe he was working for 'em.

Check it out.
The great man himself,
Stefano Cioffi.

(scoffs) I'd say

"Ho-ho-ho," too, if I beat
as many murder raps as this guy.

What do you think,
we dig around,

establish a connection between
Chris Feeney and Cioffi?

We do and we hand this whole
thing off to Organized Crime.

- Aw, that's no fun.
- It's procedure.

And you don't want to get in

a shouting match
with Organized Crime.

But I'm really good
in a shouting match.

The Cioffis don't mess around.

It goes that way, we're out.

Okay, fine.

Fine?

Fine. If the Cioffis
are involved,

we'll give it
to Organized Crime.

Where are you going?

To find out
if the Cioffis are involved.

Can I help you?

Yeah. Carrie Wells,
Queens Homicide.

I'm looking for Stefano Cioffi.

Sorry, Mr. Cioffi
is busy right now.

Why don't you tell him
it's about Chris Feeney?

Go ahead. Just tell him.

(speaking indistinctly)

Right this way.

Oh, thanks.

After you.

Okay.

Please.

(lock clicks)

Hey!

Hello?!

(approaching footsteps)

(lock clicks)

- Are you out of your mind?
- Let me explain.

- You got five seconds!
- Marco made a mistake.

- Two seconds.
- He was just being careful.

You don't look like any police
officer he'd seen before.

Marco's a little old school.
My apologies.

Okay.

At least it's a wine cellar.

20 years ago, it would have been
a box in the Meadowlands.

Oh, lucky me. I'm looking
for Stefano Cioffi.

You found him.
I go by "Steve."

I know, you're looking
for the old guy,

the leathery skin, heavy lids?

That's my dad.
He's retired.

Carrie Wells, is it?

- Homicide?
- Yeah.

You said something
about Chris Feeney?

You know who killed him?

No. I'm a little puzzled

that you think I do.

Chris was working
on a construction site.

There were thefts.
You know if he was involved?

Construction theft? Chris?

- And you know this how?
- Not a chance.

'Cause I've known Chris
for years.

He wouldn't get involved
in anything like that ever.

You know what I want to know?

How does the Cioffi family
get so close to the son

of a family of
Irish ironworkers?

Fair question.

I have a cousin... Adrianna.
She's my dad's sister's kid.

We'd all go out
to Jones Beach, summers.

Chris was a lifeguard.

She had a crush on him.

She always swam in front
of his lifeguard station.

One day she got caught
in a riptide,

and Chris swam out,
I mean, way out

and brought her back to shore.

Now, she was in
the hospital for two weeks.

No one knew
if she was gonna make it.

But Chris visited her every day.

It meant a lot.

So you got him the job
with Barrett?

Yeah.
After his father's accident.

He came back from school.

Now, there were
other guys in the union,

guys with seniority.

Fortunately, there are certain
old relationships we still have.

You did more than just get him
the job, didn't you?

Yes, we helped him out
with college.

- To the tune of $50,000?
- Something like that.

My Uncle Frank, Adrianna's
father, he cut the check.

He wasn't paying two points
a week, was he?

I think you've seen Goodfellas

a few too many times,
Detective.

Really?

You know, Marty Scorsese
comes in all the time.

You should swing by,
I'll introduce you.

We think Chris' death is linked

to those construction site
thefts.

Now, I know,
it's not what you do,

but one of those
"old relationships,"

they may provide us
with some leads, so...

There's a guy I grew up with,
he's big in the union,

Jerry Mason.
I'll give him a call.

Great.

Oh, and just so you know...

I'm not buying any of this.

Fair enough.

But Chris Feeney was a good kid.

And I want to get whoever did
this just as much as you.

I'll see you around.

You should hope not.

Like I told Steve,

I don't know nothing
about no thefts.

Now, the other night,

we were over at
the Wrought Iron,

that's a bar over
on the Avenue.

Chris had a fight
with another guy.

- I'm pretty sure it was over some girl.
- Who?

I don't know, some girl.
I only saw her once.

No, not, not the girl, Jerry,
the guy. Who was the guy?

Uh, it's a truck driver.
Uh, Manny Armondo.

It was a hell of a fight.

Not physical, just, you know,

- Real angry.
- You know where

I can find him?

No idea.

Maybe you could ask around
for me.

Get me a phone number,
an address.

Come on. I barely know the guy.

All right, what about the girl?

The only reason I'm talking to
you is Stevie C asked me to.

And I appreciate that.

Yeah, well, you know,
he said you were, uh...

What?

Uh, cute.

Cute?

I believe that's
the word he used.

Really? Cute?

The girl's name, Jerry?

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

Cute?

Hey, boss,

Manny's rap sheet's
long enough.

Maybe Chris caught him
at something,

Manny didn't want
to make it any longer.

Yeah, but look at his priors.
It's nickel-and-dime:

Joyriding, bad checks, a
fistfight over a parking space.

Yeah, you're gonna love this:

Fast-food joint caught him
on camera trying

to put a roach in his food.

Uh-huh, that's
how it starts.

I don't know. It feels to me
like a Good Time Charlie

who can't get his act together
more than a murderer.

Where are we with finding him?

We checked his apartment, pinged
his phone. Nothing. And he

didn't show up to work
at the concrete company.

And which in my book...

just saying... is
a little suspicious.

What about the girlfriend?

Oh, yeah.
Shop foreman
got us a name.

Tori Guerrero.
Lives out in Uniondale.

Why don't you

and Carrie head out there?

(scoffs)
Good luck. L.I.E.

This time of day is
like a parking lot.

It can't be as bad
as what I got to do.

AL:
Mr. Barrett?

Lieutenant.

Glad I caught you.

Mrs. Barrett,

I'm Lieutenant Burns.

I'm investigating the murder
at your husband's

- Construction site.
- Oh, I heard about that.

- Isn't it awful? He was so young.
- Yes, he was.

And I want to thank you

for your generosity to the PBA.

It means a lot to us.

It's nice to know
I can make a difference.

Nicole, why don't you go
ahead and get started

with the others while I talk
to Lieutenant Burns?

Of course.
It was so nice

to meet you, Lieutenant.

Likewise.

I'm late for a
board meeting, Burns.

Why the charm offensive?

The gate guard at your site
checks workers in and out.

I'd like to see those records.

Talk to Ron Pappas.

He'll say no, then I'll
have to go to a judge.

- I can't help you.
- On the other hand,

I could go to a judge with
a different kind of request.

To keep the site closed

for more evidence gathering.

It wouldn't work.

- The judge would laugh you out of court.
- Maybe.

But it would take a day
to hear the motion.

In the meantime, the interest

on your $200 million
construction loan

would tick up, what?

You tell me, you're
the businessman.

$85,000?

A hundred?
Mr. Barrett,

I'm trying to solve a murder.

Work with me. Please.

I'll tell Pappas.

Enjoy your board meeting.

WOMAN:
Manny and Chris had a fight,
but it wasn't about me.

Guy must've been kidding you.

Why do you say that?

Because Chris
is out of my league.

I like him and all, but
come on, Chris and Manny

were buddies. No way Manny
would've done anything to him.

- Okay, so if it wasn't about you, then what was the fight about?
- Work, I think.

Chris was always telling Manny
to get serious about his career.

Sounded like maybe Manny might
have screwed up on something.

He was afraid Chris
would tell on him.

And get him fired?

What is your relationship
with Manny, exactly?

Basically,

it's just kind
of fun, you know,

no strings attached.

How often do you see him?

Well, I got a kid and
it's kind of a small place.

Usually Manny will swing
by in the morning

on his way to work while
Troy is at preschool.

Am I painting enough
of a picture?

Yeah.

You don't think something might
have happened to him, because...

I've been trying his cell phone,
and he's not picking up.

- Yeah, same for us.
- Are you trying

his 917 number?
Because that's broken.

He's using his cousin's cell.

I got the number here.

- Do you need me to write it down?
- Okay.

No, I got it.

Okay, well, check that number,

and get right back
to me. Thanks.

That's what I need.

One of those no-strings-
attached relationships.

Oh, I don't know about that.

Oh, come on.

My relationships, they get
real stringy real fast.

Yeah, well, the whole

no-strings-attatched thing

becomes kind of a string
itself, you know what I mean?

- I think I know what you mean.
- (Phone rings)

Roe.

Okay, great. We're on our way.

Got a ping off
Manny's cell phone.

He's at the construction site.

Keep trying.
Call the phone company,

see if there's
some kind of glitch.

False alarm;
He's not here.

- It's a big site.
- It's a big site

with no Manny.
We searched everywhere.

Okay. No Manny, but
there might be a phone.

Maybe he dropped it.

No phone, either.

By the way, how'd you
get to this Manny?

Union guy.

And how did you get
to this union guy?

Uh... I'm gonna just go
keep looking over there.

Well...

as a matter of fact,
I talked to Steve Cioffi.

You talked to Stefano Cioffi?

No. That's the dad.
I made the same mistake.

I talked to his son.

Where'd you talk to him?

At a restaurant.

Locked me a wine cellar,
but then he let me out.

You know, in the interest
of protecting my own career,

- I'm not going to ask you any more questions about that.
- Okay.

Thank you.

See, while you were
having a wine tasting

with the second largest
crime family in New York,

I got Barrett to give us
access to gate records.

Hey, look,
it's one of Charlie's Angels.

- Which one are you, sweetheart?
- The one with the big gun.

There was no work
done here today, right?

No. Or yesterday.
Site's closed.

Yesterday there was no
concrete in that column.

It was just a wooden frame.

Oh, my God.

Looks like we found Manny.

(sneezes)

(sighs)

Hey... (clears throat)

You, uh, have
any allergy medicine?

It's, like, 40 degrees outside.

What can you possibly
be allergic to

- All of a sudden?
- Do you have any or not?

Think so.

It's just, I, uh,
got this kitten at home.

Turns out, I'm allergic.

That would've been good to find
out before you brought him home.

Yeah, well, I really wasn't
thinking about it when I...

You know,
I found him under a car.

You rescued a kitten?

I did.

You have levels
of unmined complexity, Roe.

He's a kitten, okay?

Let's not get too deep about it.

Did you name him?

Stanley Aikins, DDS.

He reminds me of my dentist.

Every four hours.

ESU pulled him out;
It's definitely Manny.

Still had his wallet.

His phone, too.

Send everything to the lab,
dump the cell.

Cause of death?

Right now, looks like
a blow to the head.

Just like Chris Feeney.

Didn't we have uniforms
out there last night?

There was a three-alarm
out in Sunnyside at 2:30.

They took off to help
with traffic control.

Can't catch a break.

There's got to be a connection.

Try this.

After Chris, Manny bolts.

We thought he was guilty.

But I'm guessing
he was just scared.

Because he knew who killed Chris
and/or he knew why.

Yeah, I met Tori Guerrero.

I don't think their fight
was about her.

So they leave Chris' body
as a warning

to Manny and whoever else

to shut up; they
figure we'll see it

as a random killing.

But Manny they have to hide

'cause there'd be
too many questions.

(cell phone ringing)

Yeah, and...

Hello.

How did you get this number?

Yeah, it matters to me.

Okay, fine.

I'll meet you in 15 minutes.

That was Steve Cioffi.

He wants to meet me.

Something about the case.

Great.

I'm calling Organized Crime.

I don't think he is
in Organized Crime, Al.

I'll ask the folks who know.

Go ahead.

Try a Chianti.

Hey. Sorry for
the short notice.

I, uh, didn't want to
do this over the phone.

Go ahead.

How about dinner?

How about dinner, what?

How about you and me
have dinner?

(laughs)

Really? Is that, is that why
you asked me to meet you here?

So you could ask me out?

That's not the only reason.

You'll consider it?

Well, it depends on
the other reason.

I was thinking Saturday night.

Okay, screw it.

I don't need the other reason.
I'm done here.

Okay, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Okay, you may not believe me,

but I run a restaurant.

That's all I do.

The truth is,

I still hear things.

And what I hear

is that it might be
worth your while

to watch that construction site.

I just came from there.

We have cops
crawling all over that place.

It's going down tonight.

What is?

Copper pipe.

Valuable stuff.

That's all I know.

You know, for a guy
who just runs a restaurant,

you know an awful lot.

I'm clean, Carrie.

You can check me out.

Okay, there may be others in
my family who still... dabble.

But we all cared about Chris.

Here.

It's got my number on it.

In case you change your mind.

Boss, Barrett's alibi is bogus.

You said it was golden.

Teterboro, GW, the office.

Yeah, I was wrong.
Timesdid a piece on him.

His first two wives
took him to the cleaners

'cause he's a hound dog.

They hired private eyes?

Yeah, Pls.

Key logger on his e-mail,
everything.

So with number three,
he wised up.

So when he steps out, he always
creates a false account

of his whereabouts
that can stand up in court.

This was all in theTimes?

No, I called the reporter.

She couldn't get the paper
to run the full story

'cause her sources
weren't on the record,

- But she's sure.
- Nice. So where was Barrett?

I don't know, but the other
night didn't go like he said.

I got a guard in the lobby
who says

Barrett didn't step foot
in his place.

Okay, Barrett is tight
with people downtown.

I already got the D.A.
On my rear not to screw up.

We can't go after him
with smoke.

Based on the holes Nina's
picking in his alibi,

I want to take a fresh
look at Barrett.

What you thinking, boss?

Chris Feeney and Manny Armondo
were part of something.

If Barrett's lying about his
alibi, he must know what it is.

Okay, well,
our best motive right now

is the construction
material theft.

We know that's real.

How about we catch
someone in the act?

There's thousands of dollars

of copper pipe sitting
at that construction site.

And I heard something's
gonna go down there tonight.

This one of your tips?

- Yeah.
- Fine.

I'm coming with you.

Let's pull the
unis off the site.

"Come into my parlor,"
said the spider to the fly.

CARRIE:
Okay, how about
the chop shop?

Even I remember that case.

Spring 2000.

Bettendorf's, right?

Was way out in the
country on, um...

(inhales sharply)

Old Post Road.

Ah, we must have
sat on that place for a month

waiting for that guy
to show his face.

But there was one saving grace.

Mm-hmm.

Phylo's Diner.

Best milk shake in New York.

Unbelievable.

(laughs)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Carrie and Al panting)

CARRIE:
Wait a second, I think
I hear Bettendorf.

- AL: It's a bird.
- It's not a bird.

- Then it's a deer.
- I think I hear Bettendorf!

(groans)

(both panting)

I'll be damned.
It is Bettendorf.

Oh, God! We should
call for backup.

(laughs)

You...

I'll show you backup!

(both laughing)

(music fades)

Carrie?

Hey.

Huh?

You seeing this?

Police! Don't move!

Hands up.

Turn around.

Cut him off!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(gasping)

(heart beating rapidly)

(grunts, gasps)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Police!

Don't move.

(panting)

You okay?

Yeah. I'm all good.

I don't know anything
about two murders.

One of my detectives was
dangling 100 feet above ground

because of you.
Why should I

believe you wouldn't kill
two other people?

Look, I didn't have
anything to do with that.

Fine. Let's talk about
what you were doing.

Who hired you
to steal that copper pipe?

The guys at the warehouse.

They told me to pick up a load.

I thought it was legal.

How you doing, Jess?
Remember me?

- Yeah, I'm really glad you're okay.
- Shut up!

- I can handle this.
- No. I was the one

hanging off the
side of a building.

I'm gonna handle this.
I'm asking the questions.

You're a dead man,
you know that?

- You can't touch me.
- All I have to do

is say you're
cooperating with us

and let you walk
right out the door.

I don't know anything!

You're a liability now.

Even if you didn't kill
Manny and Chris, the people

you work for did, and they're
not gonna take a chance

of letting you live.

- I want a lawyer.
- No, you don't.

You want to live.

So... tell us what you know,
and we'll protect you.

- Otherwise...
- All right.

They told me,
I had to pick up the pipe

and take it back
to the warehouse.

They even gave me a key.

You take the pipe
to the warehouse, then what?

Then nothing.
I get paid.

- They handle it.
- You sign a statement?

Yeah.

Here's what we got,
Mr. Barrett.

We got a warehouse leased
by one of your shell companies

in Bayonne.

Right now, it's full of
construction materials stolen

from your own
construction site.

You charging my client
with anything?

I'll get to that.

And we found out
your alibi is bogus.

Based on this,

we could build a case
you killed Chris Feeney.

Only I didn't, and you know it.

Maybe.

Here's what I think happened.

You did have an alibi,
but you couldn't use it

because it involved a lady named
Micheline at the St. Laurent.

Now, I can't

help you with the theft charge.

That's for you and Counsel
to sort through.

The matrimonial issue
is another story.

What are you proposing?

Jay, let me handle this.

It's very simple.

I want full access
to your records, everything.

No more hiding

behind process.

- And in return?
- And in return,

I don't blow a big
gaping hole in your marriage.

(sighs)

(sneezes)

How's Stanley the dentist?

Ah, if you're telling people,
that means you're attached.

I did not tell her.

I borrowed
some allergy medicine.

She guessed... kind of.

So, how is he?

He's fine.

Okay.

His paw stopped bleeding,
but I think he has fleas.

And hair balls and that goop
in his eyes. There.

Okay, here's a weird thing.

What's the drive time like
from the concrete plant

in Uniondale to the site?

About 20 minutes.

That's what I thought.

How come it took Manny longer?

Traffic?

And he's the only one
caught in it?

Other drivers made
their first delivery at 8:30.

He didn't make his till 10:00.

TORI:
Well, I got a kid.

It's kind of a small place.

Usually Manny will swing by
in the morning

on his way to work

while Troy is at preschool.

Tori, the girlfriend
in Uniondale...

she said Manny stopped by

on his way to work.

She didn't mean
the cement plant. She meant

afterwards, on his way
to the construction site,

which means, the whole time
he was at her house,

he had a truck full
of wet cement.

MAN:
What am I supposed

to do when this load
of concrete locks up on me?

What, are you gonna pay for it?

He was afraid
Chris would tell on him.

NINA:
And get him fired?

(sighs)

Mr. Barrett, you actually
know about construction.

Right? You're more
than just a financial guy?

What's your point?

I got a question

that combines two areas
of your expertise.

What if a guy wants
to have a rendezvous

with his girlfriend,

only problem... he's driving
a fully-loaded cement truck?

This some kind of joke?

- No.
- The guy's an idiot.

- The cement would set.
- What if he stuck a hose in the back of the truck?

He'd ruin the load.

He'd ruin the load.

What if he showed up
to the site anyway?

And what if this happened

day after day after day?

You'd have pretty crappy
concrete, wouldn't you?

And the building
would be structurally unsound.

Yeah, but two

city inspections...
we passed both.

AL:
Who handles that?

Is there a way to cheat,
rig the samples?

My guy Spence, but...

Oh, my God.

(grunts)

What's going on, Detective?

What are you doing
with those cement bags?

Not a whole hell of a
lot I can do with them,

except maybe get
a good workout.

They're, like, 80 pounds each.

That's got to be,
what, 2,000 pounds?

I don't understand.

Well, unless I'm mistaken,
I am standing on a floor

made exclusively

from concrete delivered
by Manny Armondo's truck.

What's your point?

Come over here,
and I'll tell you.

Things haven't
been going so well

for you lately, have they, Bud?

I mean, first, you screwed up

that Indian casino out west,

had to delay their opening
by nine months, and then

there were all those
safety violations

on that college dorm
in Hartford, and now...

- Whoa!
- This!

If you're suggesting

this building isn't
structurally sound,

you're way off base.

That is what I'm suggesting.

In fact, I'm going to do more
than just suggest it.

I'm gonna prove it.

What do you weigh,
like, 185 pounds?

I'm about 115.

Yeah, you know, I don't think

that 25 bags of cement
are going to do it.

What the hell is this?

You're not under arrest.

I'm just detaining you
for questioning.

The law says I can do that.

If we do a real test, go
with the ASTM standards,

that platform should hold
10,000 pounds.

If there's 2,000 pounds
out there already,

and then there's you,

and then there's me...

and I got
55 hundred pounds here...

well, we should have

nothing to worry about.

Unless what I think... is true,

and then we have a
whole lot to worry about.

See, I think Chris Feeney knew
Manny screwed up,

knew that he was watering down
the concrete

while he was out
with Tori Guerrero in Uniondale.

But Chris did the right thing.

He came to you,
told you what was going on,

left Manny out of it.

You told him you'd handle it.

You're wrong. You're wrong.

Two weeks passed,
nothing happened.

And now Chris is pissed,
threatens to go above your head.

And all of a sudden, you have
a whistleblower on your hands.

So you ask him
to meet you here after work,

give you a chance to explain.

I didn't kill Chris!

I think you did.

And Manny...
he finds out,

panics, gives himself away,
so you got to kill him, too.

You're looking a
little green, Bud.

You're crazy.

Let's find out how crazy I am.

Stop! Just stop!

You're right.

The kid said
he was gonna go to Barrett.

I offered him money.

(sighs)

I tried. He wouldn't listen.

So you just killed him?

I needed the job.

Well, gosh,
why didn't you say so?

CARRIE:
So you just killed him?

SPENCE:
I needed the job.

You sure got a flair
for the dramatic.

- You know that?
- Not so dramatic.

I knew how it was gonna end.

With you under a pile
of concrete?

Hardly.

(sighs)

(grunts)

You know those, uh,

little foam squiggly things
they pack boxes with?

A little repurposing.
Who knew?

Yeah, yeah, he seems
to like my bath mat,

so I just put it in the box.

- Okay?
- Oh, you're right. He's cute.

But he looks more
like a periodontist.

I mean, she could
call him Gummy.

No. No, that-that's
a deal breaker.

His name's Stanley.
Oh, and, uh,

sometimes, in the middle
of the night, he-he, like,

tries to crawl
under my pillow, so I just...

Okay, my niece doesn't care.

- Okay.
- Ooh, ooh.

I mean, I...

(whistling)

(sighs)

I've only had him three days.

♪ ♪

All right,
so everything's perfect right?

I got the flowers, I got
the tux. Now, we're waiting

on the limo, right, and
she looks... she looks great.

Okay, so perfect
prom night so far.

Right, right, right,
so this gorgeous limo pulls up.

My dad went a little overboard.

So I open up the back door,
she gets in,

I get in. Suddenly,

in the back seat...
it's me and Alison

and three federal agents.

- No.
- Yeah.

- Really?
- Yeah, they thought my dad was trying

to skip town.

And I kid you not,
one of the feds

turns to me and says,
"Hey, Stevie, happy prom night."

(laughs)

Wow. That... Yeah, that's bad.
It's bad. It's maybe

the second worst prom night
I've ever heard in my life.

- Oh, come on.
- Mine is worse.

Top it.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, so, at my prom,

all of these kids

poured a bucket of blood
on my head, and...

then the gym caught fire, and
the whole school burned down.

- Wow.
- (laughs)

I thought I knew your name
from somewhere.

(laughs)

(camera shutter clicking)