"Raise your right hand." "Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you god?" "I do." "Would you please state your name for the record?" "Brenda Leigh Johnson." "And, uh, what is your job title?" "Deputy chief priority homicide, Los Angeles police department." "We are assembled in the offices of Kornbluth, Elkins and Brenner et Al for depositions in the separation agreement Pope V Pope." "Docket number 3025a." "Counsel for both parties are present." "Also present is the respondent William H. Pope." " Good morning, everyone." " Good morning." "The matter before us today is the legal custody of Mr. Pope's children." "Now chief Johnson, you have been called as a character witness, so would you please, in your own words, describe Mr. Pope as a man and as a father." "Will is a devoted and loving father." "As assistant chief, he oversees thousands of officers." "He handles this responsibility with integrity, honesty and decency." "And that's the example he sets for his kids." "Ms. Johnson, how would you describe your relationship with Mr. Pope?" "He's my boss." "And isn't he also a sexual partner?" "Excuse me?" "For the record, this is exhibit number 3." "A letter written by Ms. Johnson to Mr. Pope discovered by my client among her husband's belongings." "Is this your handwriting, Ms. Johnson?" "That letter was written a long time ago." "Before chief Pope ever met Estelle." "Was Mr. Pope married to someone else at the time?" " This is my personal correspondence." " Will, Will, please" "I object." "This line of questioning is way beyond the subpoena and borders on harassment." "On the contrary." "Ms. Johnson's previous relationship with the respondent brings into question the issues of character and integrity which she herself has raised." "Frankly, I wonder how the thousands of officers who report to assistant chief Pope would feel about his honor and integrity if they knew he'd promoted his mistress to be his deputy." "I'm sorry." "There's been a murder." "I have a crime scene to get to." "Ms. Johnson, I haven't finished asking my questions." "But I've finished answering them." "Thank you so much." "Chief Johnson." "I thought you had a deposition today." "It's over." "Thank you for covering." "You want to bring me up to speed?" "Certainly." "First officers on the scene broke the window, opened the door, stepped inside found our victim, female, late twenties, on the sofa, shot in the head." "Oh, the house is listed under the name Rawley." " Is that a name I should know?" " Samuel Rawley." "He was a big shot in the garment center downtown for 30 years." "Young lady's his daughter." "Mailman there called in the 911." "Chief, this is Derek Draper." " Mr. Draper." " Hi." "Can you tell me who gets the mail at this house?" "Gennifer Rawley." "It's Gennifer with a "G."" "Anyone else?" "Not that I know of." "Could you tell me why you called the police?" "Well, I was bringing a package to the front door, and I could see Ms. Rawley through the window, you know, on the sofa, and I rang the bell, and she didn't move." "And I banged on the glass, and... she still didn't move, so I called the police." "You did the right thing." "Oh, thank you, Mr. Draper." "Thank you." "Ok, let's take a look at Gennifer with a "G."" "Chief." "Oh, thank you." "Chief." "Chief." " Booties." " Oh, right." "Of course." "What's that smell?" "That's not decomposition." "What is that?" "Decomp mixed with crystal meth." "Odorless in the bag." "Stinks when you smoke it." "And when you sweat it out." "Man, meth addicts really prefer the dark." "They're like vampires." "Thank you for keeping everything as is." "You can turn the lights on now." "Time of death?" "They're saying between 4 and 6am." "She got a bullet to the back of the head." "Ugly." "And they left that behind." "It's usually hit men that drop their weapon at the scene." "But commander, you said the responding officers had to break in suggesting there was no forced entry." "Yes, ma'am." "But a drug addict isn't always so choosy about who she lets into the house." "One of her junkie friends could've killed her for some cash, or for no reason at all." "Looks like she went on a bit of a shopping spree before she died." "Wouldn't a junkie have hauled off some of this electronic stuff?" "It's easy to sell." "Or maybe she killed herself." "Chief!" "Oh, chief." "Got something out here in the guest house you ought to look at." "Chief, I want to show you something." "Now, if something was stashed in here, like cash maybe, it's gone." "Thank you." "Oh..." "Oh, looks like someone's either living out of a suitcase, or just got back from vacation." "Lieutenant Tao, let's put an investigative hold on Gennifer's credit cards, but keep them active." "I'd like to take a look at her financial history please." "Lieutenant Flynn, with a drug habit like this one," "I'll bet Gennifer with a "G" has an arrest record." "I'd like to review it please." "Lieutenant Provenza, let's put a rush on those prints for a positive I.D." "and sergeant Gabriel, next of kin." "We've got a notification to do." "Thank you." "Chief Johnson, this looks like a drug rip-off gone bad." "If you have some other commitments," "I'll have Robbery/Homicide take up the slack." "I appreciate your attention to my schedule, commander, but right now, there's no place else chief Pope would rather I be." "You kept my letters?" "Estelle had no business going through my personal stuff." "I've worked so hard to earn the trust of my division." "My god!" "Why is Estelle doing this to me?" "You told me she didn't even want the kids." "I think she's just using them to blackmail me for more money." "Blackmail you?" "What about me, Will?" "If my testimony leaks out, the entire LAPD is gonna think that you hired me because we had an affair." "Look, I can't" "I can't do this deposition for you." "I'm sorry." "I just, I can't." "Look, I haven't been in L.A. that long myself." "You're the only person here who really knows me besides the chief." "I promise I would not ask you to do this under any other circumstances." "But Brenda, this is my kids." "Ok." "Thank you." "But I'm getting the most expensive lawyer in the city, and you're paying for it." "Done." "Oh, I'm selling those cookies for my son's school." "It's a charity thing." "You're not asking me to pay for these cookies." "Are you?" "No." "So what makes you think there's something wrong?" "Well, you saw it." "Taylor tried to stick his nose in, and she just walked away." "She didn't kick his ass." "Lieutenant Flynn." "How are we doing on Gennifer Rawley's arrest record?" "Uh, she's got busts going back at least three years." "All for possession." "Mostly crystal meth." "Chief, want me to hold some of those boxes for you?" "No, thank you." "Lieutenant Tao, were you able to track down Gennifer's finances?" "She has a family trust that pays her $25,000 a month." "The house was paid for outright." "So she has a way of funding her drug habit." "I got to the family, too." "They're driving up from Newport Beach." "Detective Sanchez, what do the neighbors say about Gennifer?" "She was kind of a freak." "She didn't have any friends." "Any time anyone came near the house, she started screaming and waving her gun around." "Which ended up being the same gun she was killed with." "Registered in her name." "No prints." "So, somebody wiped the gun." "There goes our suicide option." "Well, maybe it was like Taylor said." "Some wacko tweeker shot her with her gun and took off." "Or theory number two." "Somebody knew that she was stashing a bunch of cash in her mattress, ripped her off and killed her." "Guys, we got a hit on Gennifer's credit cards." "Someone at a drugstore in the Hollywood Hills is trying to buy $300 worth of sleeping pills." "Have security keep them there." "Send all available units." "Lights and sirens, everyone." "Lights and sirens." "Get away!" "Don't!" "Everybody make nice for our wannabe anchor man over here." "Leave me alone." "Who are you?" " Easy, easy." " Who are you?" "Get back!" "Easy, easy." "Hey, hey!" " Relax, easy, easy." " They're trying to kill me." "Who are you?" "Get back!" "She's high as a kite, you guys." " We're not gonna hurt you." " Get these guys away from me!" "All right, just take one giant step back." "Come on." "One step." " Easy, easy." " Miss, look, we don't want to hurt you." " I didn't do anything." " We just want you to come quietly." "I didn't do it." "I mean it." "Stay away!" " She spit on him." " Quietly, ok?" "Go!" "Get her!" "Get her!" "Let me up!" " Leave me alone!" " Shut up." "Help me!" "Police brutality!" "Are you getting all of this?" "No spitting." "No spitting." "You shut your mouth!" "Listen to me." "You're under arrest for the murder of Gennifer Rawley." "I am Gennifer Rawley." "Aren't I?" "I gotta go." "It's not safe here." "I kid you not." "Why not?" "Who's trying to hurt you?" "They know who they are." "Look, I got nothing to say." "What time is it?" "May I go now?" "If they know I'm here, if I say anything, I'm good as dead." "Dead, dead, dead, dead." "She's chatty." "You're looking at the real Gennifer Rawley." "She's been in drug rehab in Palm Springs up until yesterday when she checked herself out one week early." "I guess she was cured." "Chief, fingerprint analysis came up with a hit on the dead girl at the Rawley Home." "Her name is Marianne Elzey and like Gennifer, she has a history of drug busts." "Ok, thank you, lieutenant." "Would you track down next of kin." "I've got a notification to make." "Well, since Gennifer isn't dead, what's say we treat her like a suspect." "Alrighty." " Help me." "Help me." " Gennifer" "Gennifer, Gennifer, you are perfectly safe here." " I'm deputy chief" " I've got nothing to say." "Nothing to say." "I won't say anything." "That'd be a change." "Believe it or not, she's starting to wind down a little." "Ms. Rawley, you left rehab last night." "What time did you get home?" "I didn't go home." "I can't go home." "Are you crazy?" "They're trying to kill me." "I kid you not." "Gennifer, do you know a woman by the name of Marianne Elzey?" " Is she a friend of yours?" " I don't have friends." "Who's that?" "What did she say?" "Who told you about Marianne?" "What did she say?" "She's lying." "Marianne was found dead in your house last night." "Oh!" "I knew it." "They're trying to kill me." "That's why I got out." "They put a tracer on my credit cards so that you'd bring me here." "I kid you not." "Look, I gotta go." "It's not safe here." "Why was she in my house?" "Who let her in?" "God, they were looking for me." "Wait, wait." "Who's trying to kill you?" "The bikers and the mexicans." "Blake and Batista." "You said Marianne." "Is she, did she?" "I think maybe I should tell-- the tattooed guy was always looking at me funny." "No!" "Rios and Pike." "Talk to Rios and Pike." "Ok, slow down." "Rios and Pike she seems to think are some kind of narcotics officers." "Do they even exist?" "I am not putting my head in that metal thing." "All we're prepared to tell you right now is that she's connected to a major meth trafficking ring we've been investigating for the past 2 years." "And how many people have you arrested in this 2 year investigation?" "You told me I'd have 100 percent cooperation." "Hold on, chief." "Hold on." "We're just having a little trouble communicating." "That's because they're not talking." "Rios." "Answer her questions." "What do you have going on with Gennifer Rawley?" "We busted her a number of times." "I know that already." "I've seen her record." "I also noticed that Gennifer's not served one day of jail time despite her being a repeat offender, and I wonder why." "We've been sort of using Gennifer as a C.I. for the last year and a half." "We flipped her." "You flipped her?" "Where?" "On her head?" "You really expect me to believe that you've been using Gennifer as a confidential informant?" "She's been in drug rehab for the past 2 months." "Have you been calling her there?" "And remember, I can look that up." "All right, look." "We think we may be able to trace some of the stuff she's been buying to this... this biker gang." "She mentioned something about bikers, I think, didn't she?" "She's convinced they're trying to kill her." "Are they?" "They knew she was ratting them out to us, maybe, yeah." "Do you have a name?" "It's complicated." "We wouldn't know where to start." "Maybe we can keep everyone happy here without jeopardizing a 2-year narcotics investigation." "Chief." "Gennifer's family is here." "Thank you, detective." "Would you have them wait in my office." "Well, I can't promise to make everybody happy." "But I can make this easier." "Detectives Rios and Pike, you will hand over Gennifer's C.I. packet to sergeant Gabriel." "Immediately." "Ma'am, we've been working on this case for 2 years." "You can't ask us to just" "I'm not asking you, I'm ordering you to hand over that C.I. packet." "And you are dismissed." "Thank you, commander." "Excuse me." "Mrs. Rawley." "I'm deputy chief Brenda Leigh Johnson." "Thank you so much for coming down." "This is my son Sammy." "And my husband Sam." "Nice to meet you, sir." "So how does this work?" "Which one of us has to identify the body?" "Excuse me?" "The police called and told my son that Genny was dead." "I'm so sorry." "That... that never should've happened." "And it's not true." "There was some confusion about Gennifer's identity, but she is not dead." "She's... she's here." "Though there was someone who was murdered at her house last night." "Maybe a friend of hers." "Did y'all know a Marianne Elzey?" "Genny's friends scare us." "Do you know anyone who might want her killed?" "No." "Is Genny responsible for all of this?" "Were you aware that Gennifer was in a drug rehab clinic recently?" "Oh, yes." "In Palm Springs." "For almost two months." "Sammy put her there after my husband came home to find Genny trying to rip the TV off our living room wall." "Mom, please." "Her father didn't even recognize her, Genny was so messed up." "Sam tried to chase her out of the house." "Genny nearly scratched his eyes out." "The police called and told my son that Genny was dead." "They made a mistake, dad." "Can we take my sister home now, please?" "I told you, Sammy." "We bought her a house." "We're not taking her back in ours." "I can't release Gennifer right now anyway." "Did any of you know that Gennifer had left the rehab?" "Yes, but leaving rehab doesn't mean she's a murderer, does it?" "She needs a lawyer, mom." "That is not our problem." "Genny's a grown woman." "If she wants to throw her life away, it's out of our hands." "Is there anything else?" "Do you know how Gennifer got back from Palm Springs?" "Against my wishes, my son drove out and picked her up." "You should have kept her there." "The clinic discharged her, mom." "What did you want me to do?" "Leave her in the middle of the desert?" "You know very well what I wanted." "Come on, Sam." "We're going." "Liz, where's Genny?" "It turned out that the police were right." "Genny's dead, darling." "She's dead." "Um... let's go home, now, darling." "Come on." "Sammy." "We had such good reports about Genny from the rehab before she..." "When you picked her up, did you take her straight to her house?" "No." "I, uh..." "I took her to Newport Beach to show my parents how good she was doing, but mom wouldn't allow her inside the house." "Genny was cool about it, said it was gonna take time for us to trust her again." "So I gave her some cash for a cab, and then I don't know what happened to her." "I guess I should" "I can't understand it." "Any luck with the confidential informant packet?" "We're checking names in it against the ones" "Gennifer was rattling off in your interview." "According to the C.I. file," "Gennifer's dealer is a guy named" "Juliano Blake aka Juliano Batista." "Ok, lieutenant Provenza and detective Sanchez, let's pick him up first thing tomorrow." "Find out where he was when Marianne was killed." "Lieutenant Tao, how are we doing with our victim's next of kin?" "Not good." "Why is that?" "Marianne's not her real name." "In fact, I think she's an identity thief." "Oh, for heaven's sake." "Even though Marianne's prints match her police file, they don't match the thumbprints on her driver's license." "Which is fake." "She's living under an alias, so I have no idea who she really is." "And all the high-end electronics we found in the living room were charged using Gennifer's credit cards, but the signatures on the packing slips match Marianne's phony license." "And all the merchandise was ordered..." "While Gennifer was in rehab." "You think maybe these drug dealers, they were after Gennifer, killed Marianne by mistake?" "I mean, she was in Gennifer's house, and she was wearing Gennifer's clothing." "She even fooled the mailman." "Or Gennifer got home from rehab, and found Marianne, or whoever the hell she is, living in her house, using her drugs, spending her cash, and bang, she shot her." "Ok, um... just to be clear, let's go over the different possibilities we have so far." "Our intended victim is either Gennifer Rawley, a confidential informant currently working for the LAPD, or Marianne Elzey, whose real name probably isn't Marianne Elzey, who stole Gennifer's identity..." "Um... for suspects, we have Gennifer's drug dealer, or Marianne's possible confederates, or Gennifer Rawley herself." "Oh, well, that's as clear as crystal." "Hey, Will." "Oh, Fritz, hi." "Hey, how did Brenda do in the deposition?" "Oh, uh... uh..." "Hey." "You ready?" "Heard you were a star in Pope's custody hearing." "Really?" "Where'd you hear that?" "From Pope." "Just ran into him." "Oh." "What-what did he say?" "Just that." "Oh." "Wasn't I supposed to know you were a character witness?" "No." "No, it's fine." "It's fine." "You ready?" "Uh, lieutenant Flynn, have we heard back from detective Sanchez and lieutenant Provenza?" "Uh, no." "They're still hunting down Gennifer's drug dealer." "Ok." "Well, y'all know agent Howard, and one of the jobs related to the new FBI task force he's working on is dealing with all sorts of identity theft." "Which as, y'all know, is a federal crime." "So, he's, um..." "volunteered to help us, even though this isn't his case..." "yet." "But um... begin." "Thanks for that very formal introduction, chief Johnson." "Guys, this is a map of the area around Gennifer Rawley's home." "Now in the past 16 months, there's been a string of similar I.D. thefts in the general vicinity." "8 homes whose occupants have had their personal information stolen from them while they've been away on vacation, or on business." "Now in each instance, the thieves ran up thousands of dollars in charges." "In some cases, the victims had the feeling someone had actually been living in their houses." "Doesn't make sense." "Identity theft is a cyber crime." "It's usually not tied to a specific location." "Unless the thieves are living in the same neighborhood." "Maybe we can get one of the other victims to I.D. Marianne for us." "The FBI did extensive interviews with each family." "They had no idea who hit them." "We didn't even have a name until you guys found Marianne." "So we're giving you more information than you're giving us, is that it?" "Give me a break." "How many times I have helped you guys out?" "And we really thank you for that, sir." "We do, we really appreciate it, but in this particular instance you don't know anyone who'd want to kill Marianne Elzey either." "Uh, technically, no." "You can't keep her." "Actually, Mr. Rawley, I can." "I have 48 hours before I have to file formal charges." "You will have to come back tomorrow." "Yeah, well, when I do, she's going with me, or I'm getting her a lawyer." "Do you have her durable power of attorney for legal affairs, or are you her custodial guardian?" "Listen, I don't know if you noticed yesterday, but my father has Alzheimer's." "My mother's aged 50 years just trying to take care of him, so all this business with Genny, it's just, it's traumatizing for both of them." "My family is falling apart here." "We" "We just need Genny to get better." "Mr. Rawley, we have reason to believe that someone might be trying to kill your sister." "Now I appreciate that you are trying to help her, but it's just not in Genny's best interest to let her go." "You really don't expect me to believe that you care about Genny now, do you?" "I know how the police feel about meth addicts." "Listen, listen." "I found her a new specialist." "And he has a rehab that guarantees results." "So if you could just give her" "Genny nearly killed your father over a television." "She was clearly using a controlled substance when we found her, and now, she's either a potential victim or a murder suspect." "I think you're better off letting me take care of her for the time being." "So you're gonna make sure that all of her bills get paid?" "And put her mail on hold, stop the newspapers from coming, call the gardener, pick up the phone in the middle of the night when she's high?" " Give me a break." " Excuse me." "Did you say you put Genny's mail on hold?" "You heard me." "Get out of my way." "You better calm yourself, old man, and remember who you're talking to." "You better watch that "old man" crap." "And you better remember that I don't answer to you." "None of you answer to anyone." "That's your damn problem." "Uh, excuse me." "Excuse me." "Lieutenant, what's going on here?" "Well, we found Gennifer's so-called dealer." "The guy listed in the C.I. packet." "Yeah." "Had him staked out all night." "Juliano Blake sells car insurance, for heaven's sakes." "He's no more a drug dealer than I am." "There's nothing that ties him to Gennifer or biker gangs." "I'm telling you, chief." "Narcotics fed us a bunch of bull!" " You don't know that!" " Ok, commander." "Excuse me." "We'll come back to this in a minute." "Thank you, lieutenant." "As it turns out, we have a new lead in this case because I just found out that Gennifer's mail was on hold while she was in rehab." "Sergeant Gabriel, would you please put up agent Howard's map." "Yeah." "Uh..." "Lieutenant Tao, I want to see if all these houses are on the same postal route." "Yeah, it was the mailman who called it in." "Sergeant Gabriel and lieutenant Flynn, would you please bring him to me." " Special delivery." " Thank you." "And detective Sanchez, I'd like to hear that 911 call again from the mailman." "Thank you." "Commander, may I speak with you privately in chief Pope's office?" "Off to the vatican." "With all due respect, sir, she stepped on 2 years of narcotics work." "Oh, I would hardly call it work." "You were hunting elephants in a petting zoo." "Operating on unreliable information from a paranoid drug addict, and they knew that giving me Gennifer's C.I. packet, would expose their investigation as a complete fraud." "Is this true?" "It's accusations like this that make it impossible for other divisions to work with Priority Homicide." "Central's still mad at her." "Hollywood division won't even take her calls, and now she's attacking narcotics." "I have less than a day to either charge or release Gennifer Rawley." "It has been drilled into me that I have limited resources, so I want to know right now, commander, is narcotics pursuing a valid investigation?" "I don't carry all the facts of every departmental investigation in my hand." "Sometimes I trust the people who work here." "All right, I want a complete report from this Rios and Pike." "Yesterday." "You're dismissed, commander." "Yes, sir." "Ma'am." "There's something going on with him." "There's no way he would've stirred up a ruckus like that unless he knew something." "Let's not start imagining things." "Brenda, Brenda." "No one has heard anything." "No one will hear anything because I've hired you the best attorney in L.A., and he's having all of your testimony put under seal by protective order." "Who?" "Which attorney?" "You've sat across from him before." "It's Tom Blanchard." "Tom Blanchard." "You're making my stomach turn." "Well, you may want to skip breakfast then because he is exactly what you need." "Thank you." "911 operator." "What's the emergency?" "I'm a, I'm a letter carrier for the U.S. post office." "And I have to report a-- oh, my god, I think she's dead." "Sir, can you repeat that?" "Have you found a woman's body?" "Yeah, well." "She's not moving." "Oh, can someone" "Stay on the line, sir." "Someone will be right there." "What's the address?" "Gennifer's brother put a two-month hold on her mail." "Which means that you wouldn't have been delivering anything to her for the past 7 weeks." "But as her mailman, you had access to her credit card bills and financial statements." "And you knew she wouldn't be home for a good long while." "Plenty of time for you and this so-called Marianne Elzey to move in, have a little party on Gennifer's tab." "No." "That ain't true." "Derek, we were able to trace phone calls made from Gennifer's house to the cell phone you used to call 911." "Ok, Mr. Draper." "You got a choice." "You can either stop lying right now and admit to the relatively minor crime of identity theft, or we can arrest you for murder." "Hey, wait." "I didn't kill anyone." "Then what did you do, Mr. Draper?" "And make me believe you." "Ok, ok, ok." "I..." "I went through the mail..." "I grabbed the pre-approved credit card statements and the bank stuff." "And you sold the information to other people." "No, no." "It was for us." "Marianne would just use the info to set up accounts with P.O. boxes that I gave her, and sometimes when people are out of town, she would just move in to their houses." "I'd drop off the stuff on my route." "I mean, this stuff was easy to sell." "And, uh, paid for Marianne's habit." "Great." "So you closed the FBI case." "Now get to the part where you kill her." "So you got tired of her spending all your cash on crystal, and you shot her, didn't you, Derek?" "No, man." "I told you I didn't do that." "Where were you the night Marianne was killed?" "Look, I have been working nights at the bulk mail center this whole week." "Now you can check with my supervisor on that." "I told you, I did not kill Marianne." "I swear to god, I didn't kill Marianne." "I didn't." "You keep calling her Marianne." "Is that her real name?" " Yes." " What was her last name?" "What was her last name?" "Draper." "She was your wife?" "You purposely misidentified Marianne to me?" "Your wife is lying in a morgue." "Look, when I called the police, I..." "I didn't know she was dead." "She takes sleeping pills." "You know, valium sometimes to come down, and I just..." "I bang on the window, and she wakes up." "And she would always wake up, and... she wouldn't wake up." "And I couldn't get in." "Look, don't be mad at me, I just..." "I just wanted someone to..." "Oh, god." "I just wanted someone to help her." "Looks like we just notified Marianne's next of kin." "Yeah." "And we still don't know who killed her, or why." "Oh, hey, guys." "Look what the cat dragged in." "Hey, it's all right, fellows." "Mr. Blanchard here just must be lost." "We don't have any celebrities in custody today." "Well, actually, lieutenant, I was looking for your boss." "I believe she's expecting me." "Excuse me." "Come in." "Have a seat." "Now, some ground rules for this next deposition." "First rule, don't do their jobs for them." "Keep your answers short and simple." "Don't guess, don't argue." "Mr. Blanchard, are you honestly telling me how to conduct myself in an interview?" "Ms. Johnson, you're about to enter a room where you don't get to ask the questions." "Ok." "Fine." "Now, so that we may avoid any further surprises," "I need to know all the facts about your relationship with chief Pope." "And please, tell me everything." "So, what do you want to know?" " Well, how did you two meet?" " That's classified." "Um..." "I met him back east." "He was assistant chief to the D.C. Police." "And I was an official liaison officer with them from an organization I can't mention because of a separation oath." "Fascinating." "Are you currently having an affair with Mr. Pope?" "Absolutely not!" "We're just friends." "How long have you been..." "just friends?" "8 1/2 years." "Have you ever received anything of a personal nature from chief Pope in the last 6 months?" "Like a..." " gift?" " No." "I..." "Yes, he..." "gave me a birthday present, but I don't know what's in it." "I haven't opened it yet." "Well, that's remarkable restraint for a woman." "Do you still have this present?" "Oh, my." "My, my, my." "I thought this was silver, but... it looks and feels more like platinum." "I may have to keep this, Ms. Johnson, for your sake." "So that if you're asked about this present, you can state frankly that you never saw it." "You knew I had that gift before you asked me that question." "Chief Pope did tell me that he had given you a birthday present." "Yes." "But since you didn't open it, in my opinion, he was wrong." "In other words, Mr. Pope described only what he thought he had done." "Not what had actually happened." "Do you understand what I'm saying here, Ms. Johnson?" "Are you with me?" "Yes, I..." "I'm with you, I..." "I just..." "Just, just give me one minute, please." "Thank you." "Sergeant Gabriel, Gennifer's brother will be coming to pick her up, and he's gonna want to call a lawyer for her." "I don't want that to happen." " I'll stall him then." " That would be good." "Lieutenant Tao, before I speak with her again," "I need Gennifer Rawley's cell phone records." "Dump every phone she's got, and every phone she's called." " Thank you." " Why?" "Because... she talks too much." "Your 48 hours are almost up, and you shouldn't even try to question Genny when she's in this condition." "I'm getting her an attorney." "You are not her guardian." "She's an adult." "And no lawyer is coming into this room unless Genny specifically requests one." "Then let me talk to her." "By refusing to let me talk to my sister and then questioning her without an attorney present, you're laying the groundwork for an appeal." "All right." "Maybe it would be good for you to hear the truth." "But if you even mention the word lawyer in my interview room, it better be because you want one." "Do you understand?" "Sammy." "Sammy, get me out of here." "Don't worry." "That's exactly what I'm gonna do." "Gennifer, last time we spoke, you weren't quite yourself, so, just so we're all clear about your rights, sergeant Gabriel's going to read them to y'all now." "Whatever happened to good old fashioned alcohol?" "All right, it rots your liver, and you're a pain in the ass at parties, but it takes at least 20 years for it to make you look as bad as this girl." "Do you understand these rights?" "Sorry, Sammy." "I'm sorry." "I know, I know." "Gennifer, I'm gonna ask you some very important questions." "I feel sick." "Talk to Rios and Pike." "I did." "I spoke with Rios and Pike." "And I can safely say that there are no drug dealers trying to kill you." "Yes." "Yes, there are." "Look at her." "She's exhausted." "Let me take her home." "No." "I don't want to go home." "I wouldn't step foot in my house." "People are trying to kill me." "But you did go home." "See, you took a cab from your parents' house in Newport Beach to yours in L.A." "Yes." "I went home, but then I hid." "Someone was in my house." "I saw the light on, and so," "I..." "I hid." "I hid in my hole." "You're talking about the mattress in your guest house where you cut out a little space for yourself and hid to feel safe?" "How did you know about that?" "Who told you about that?" "I saw your suitcases there." "The ones you brought back from rehab." "You're part of it." "Sammy, Sammy, she's part of it, Sammy." "She only gets like this when she's been high." "When I went to the rehab and picked her up, she was fine." "Honestly, she was sober." "But she didn't stay sober long." "Did she?" "She called you just a few hours after you picked her up from rehab, from her cell phone to yours." "She went home, and she got high, and then you talked to her, didn't you?" "Trying to calm her down, but you couldn't calm her down, could you?" "No, I couldn't." "She was going on about people trying to kill her." " And you believed her?" " She was completely paranoid." "You spoke to her about it for a good long time." "Yeah, I was trying to calm her down." "Yes." "While you were on the road." "Excuse me?" "What?" "Each cell phone has its own unique identity." "Just like people." "That conversation that you just admitted to having with your sister lasted 45 minutes while you were driving to her house from Newport Beach." "See, while you were listening to Gennifer, your cell phone was giving us its exact location." "And you were traveling northbound on the 405 from Orange County to Los Angeles." "We tracked you from the moment Gennifer called you at 3am, to the moment you ended the call at 3:48am near her house." "No." "That's not true." "You see, when you were on the phone with Genny, you thought that she was using drugs again, but you had to be sure." "And then when you entered her house, you smelled the methamphetamine." "And you knew what she'd been doing." "So you grabbed Gennifer's gun, and you shot her in the head." "No!" "That's why you told your family that Genny was dead when sergeant Gabriel called the house even though he only called to tell you to come down to the station because you were describing what you thought had happened." "Not what actually did." "You meant to murder your sister, but instead, you killed a young woman who had stolen her identity." "Sammy... is that..." "You tried to kill me?" "You ruined our lives, Gen." "With lie after lie after lie after lie." "Did you ever once put us ahead of getting high?" "Ever?" "Sergeant Gabriel, would you escort Ms. Rawley outside please." "Let's go." "Let's go." "Sammy?" "I'm sorry." "Don't worry about it." "An hour after you leave here, you'll have forgotten all about this." "Let's go." "So, Gen gets to walk out of here free, and I go to jail for the rest of my life?" "She was arrested so many times for possession." "Did it never once occur to you people that maybe she belonged in jail?" "All I wanted to do was stop her from traumatizing my family." "It was self defense." "You may be right about that." "But you're defending yourself against the wrong person." "And now your parents have lost both their children." "We're here to talk about family and the threat posed to family when the father isn't up to the job." "Ms. Johnson, since you arrived in Los Angeles, you and Will Pope have worked very closely together." "Long days." "Sometimes long nights." "Weekends." "How much time does Mr. Pope actually have to spend with his children when it's really you he's spending time with?" " Objection." " On what grounds?" "Your question is argumentative, harassing, and ends with a preposition." "Kindly rephrase." "This is ridiculous." "Chief Pope and I are not having an affair." "Excuse me, Ms. Johnson." "Will you kindly refrain from speaking." "Now, Barbara..." "If you're going to pursue this line of questioning," "I would remind you that chief Pope didn't leave his first wife for Ms. Johnson." "He left her for Estelle." "And unlike the future ex Mrs. Pope, whose infidelity brings us here in the first place," "Ms. Johnson has never broken a vow of marriage." "So any attempt by your client to besmirch deputy chief Johnson's reputation will be considered harassment." "And grounds for a very long, expensive and embarrassing lawsuit." "During which I will drag your client into court, and we can examine Estelle Pope's adulterous behavior." "With vigorous attention to detail." "Are you getting all this?" "Now, as it regards the best interests of the children, my client has already testified as to Mr. Pope's fitness as a father." "And she would also like to stipulate for the record that Mr. Pope is her colleague, her superior officer, and her friend." "Fade out, roll credits, the end." "Any more questions?" "No." " That went well." " Yes." "Yes, it did." "So, now that it's all over..." "You'd like to know..." "what the gift was." "Yes, I..." "I would." "If that's ok." "It's not." "Mr. Blanchard." "I hope I never, ever need you again." "Oh..." "I hope you do."