"Season 5 Episode 15 [Dead Man's Hand] Xii" "Good morning to you, Joel." "Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey." "Another late night, huh?" "Oh, I'm sorry." "Did I wake you when I came in?" "No, but I can tell exactly what you did after you got home." "You poured a glass of wine, you had some popcorn... and fell asleep watching the TV." "Let me ask you a question." "Are your shoes afraid of the dark?" "Then could you put them in the closet, please?" "And is it too much to ask to at least put your dirty dishes in the sink after you use them?" "I worked a 14-hour day yesterday." "I was really tired when I got home." "I'll straighten up now." "Why are you so mad?" "I just told you." "The house is a mess." "But you seem extra upset." "One second." "Wait, I..." "Wait!" "Wait!" "Wait, wait!" "Don't... walk out." "Come in." "Sorry, Will." " Captain Raydor." "Hi." " Chief Johnson." "Thanks for taking time to join us this morning." " I left just as soon as I..." " Sit." "Sit." "Captain Raydor has come to me with a delicate situation involving one of her detectives in Force Investigation Division." "Before we begin to discuss this issue," "I would like you and your division to keep this investigation into Detective Moore's private life entirely confidential." "Who's Detective Moore?" "Wait a minute." "I can't promise confidentiality unless I know exactly what it is that you're asking me to do." "A few weeks ago, Captain Raydor began to notice changes in one of her detectives," " Ally Moore." " What kind of changes?" "Detective Moore became gradually more anxious, unfocused, and then this morning, I..." "This morning, I noticed some bruises on the back of her neck and her arm, and when I asked her about them, she told me she had fallen." "You didn't believe her." "The bruises were inconsistent with her explanation, and, no, I do not believe her, and I am worried about her safety." "All right, then." "So I should talk to her." "Before you do, I'm trying to avoid creating problems, and if I'm overreacting to what I saw, if I'm wrong about this..." "But if you're right, then this is an assault on one of our employees, which cannot be ignored and which Captain Raydor should not investigate on her own." "So I would like Major Crimes to discreetly examine the life of Detective Moore and report back to me." "I can't start a criminal investigation unless she files a complaint of some kind." "I was hoping, Chief, that maybe you would be able to... see past the obstacles in this particular situation." "The obstacles that you're talking about are the justice system, and I can't create charges out of thin air..." "I need evidence!" "Of course you do, but you can easily do an oblique interview with that husband." "I'm sorry." "Who's in charge of this investigation?" "You are." "Captain Raydor, I promise you that Chief Johnson will pursue this inquiry vigorously, but let's leave to her the when and where she will approach the husband." "In the meantime, we will tread very lightly here." "Is that clear?" "Of course." "If we're going to do this by the book," "I should start by getting a statement from..." "Detective Moore's immediate superior officer." "I figured you'd ask that, so I prepared one." ""At approximately 8:45 a.m." "this morning, "I observed Detective Ally Moore in a sleeveless shirt." ""I spotted..."" " "I spotted..." - "Visible bruises on the back"" ""of her neck and then a second bruise on the back side of her upper-left arm."" ""When asked about these injuries,"" ""Moore insisted that they were caused by a fall"" ""for which she need no medical attention,"" "signed Captain Sharon Raydor." "We are not to mention Detective Moore by name outside of this office, which means that we tread lightly." "Treading lightly for one of Raydor's people." "Well, now, there's irony for you." "Chief, I have the background information for the husband, Shawn Moore." "6'4", 230 pounds, construction supervisor, collecting unemployment for the past nine months, but no record." "You want me to bring him in?" "We're treading lightly." "We could quietly canvass the neighborhood, see if anyone's seen or heard anything." "That's an excellent idea, Lieutenant." " Help yourself." " Thank you." "Detective Moore's personnel packet." "I put her in interview 2." "She's nervous as hell." "Told her we had an overlapping investigation with FID" "Thank you, Detective." "Well, we'll see what she has to say." "I think this is a complete waste of time." "If Moore did not report her husband what makes you think she's gonna talk to us?" "There's no point in being reasonable about this." "We've been ordered to look into it, so that's exactly what we're gonna do." "She needed a broom." "Is that my personnel packet?" "Yes..." "Detective, and I compliment you on the number of excellent evaluations you've compiled." "Captain Raydor seems to hold you in high esteem." "As I do her." "I was just wondering which one of my investigations would have bumped up against something in Major Crimes." "All right, then, let's be direct, because I appreciate direct, and I see here that you have completed our domestic-violence seminar." "Oh, my God." "First thing I want to do is assure you that this interview is entirely confidential." "Nothing you say here will leave this room." "Fine." "All right, then." "So, how are things at home?" "Captain Raydor spoke to you?" "Again, Detective, how are things at home?" "As I told her, things are fine." "I don't know why Captain Raydor would involve you to begin with." "Really?" "Is this what you were wearing when the Captain first saw you this morning?" "No, I was... changing downstairs." "Would you please stand up, remove your jacket, and turn around?" "Since we're not interviewing a suspect, I think you can zoom in and toggle down." "That's not good." " May I see your neck, please?" " Toggle up, Buzz." "No." "It's not." "Where did you get those bruises?" "As I told Captain Raydor, I fell." "Onto someone's open hand?" "I wonder what your husband Shawn would say if" " I questioned him about those bruises." " Leave my husband out of this." "All right, then." "I can't force you to file a report, but it is important that you understand that, as your supervisors, if we suspect domestic abuse, we are required to document it." "Fine." "Consider it documented." "With pictures." "I am sending you down to the S.I.D. photo lab." " No way." " If you refuse to cooperate," "I need to document that, too... as insubordination." "So, you and Captain Raydor see a few bruises and now your overreacting becomes part of my permanent file?" "Do you realize what you're doing?" "I'm just following rules." "And it would help if you did the same." "Not even a restraining order yet?" "She's probably afraid to file." "Big guy like that hitting her." "Well, you did what you could." "That's it?" "Chief Pope told me you asked for discretion." "Yes, and he also asked that... this case be taken seriously, and yet I can see that there's no one else here." "That's because they're all out canvassing" "Moore's neighborhood, looking for something that I can follow up on." "This is abuse, plain and simple." "You didn't get an admission of abuse from her either, Captain." "And have you considered what the husband's attorney might do if it turns out he's innocent?" "Shoot." "I could write those headlines." "Well, you are worried about headlines, Commander, and" "I'm worried about one of my employees getting the crap beat out of her." "Is there no way to talk to the husband?" "That's what I'd do." "You're not in charge here, and I don't have what I need" " to confront Shawn Moore." " You get people to confess to murder all the time and you're telling me that, with these pictures in hand, you can't pick up the phone and call Ally's husband and ask him how she became so severely beaten?" "I care about this kind of violence every bit as much as you do." "I'll take your word for it." "And I will expect a more thorough report later." "Thank you." "Thorough." "Not on the table." "Not on the table." "What are you doing up there, huh?" "What are you doing?" " We got Pope down..." " Lieutenant!" "Chief Johnson, if you could." "I'm sorry." "What was that all about?" "I take it your interview with Moore regarding her domestic-abuse situation didn't go well yesterday?" "Did Captain Raydor call you?" "No, I spoke with her in person at the crime scene." "What crime scene?" "At approximately 1:00 a.m." "this morning, a 911 call was put out from Detective Moore's residence." "When the responding officer arrived, her husband, Shawn, fired at him with her weapon." "The officer returned fire, killing him." "So Ally isn't dead?" "But the husband is, going on eight hours now." "FID was sent to the scene because it's an officer-involved shooting, which Captain Raydor believes is a direct result of your not taking Moore's problem seriously enough, and I'm inclined to agree with her." "Your failure to interview the husband endangered the lives" " of two LAPD officers." " Let me be clear about this." "Detective Moore would not file charges, and you insisted on discretion..." ""tread lightly" which is exactly how I proceed." "If this had been a murder, you'd have been here all night." "In a murder case, I don't need a criminal complaint." " There's a dead body." " Well, you got one of those now!" "You happy?" "!" "Because when the press gets word that we knew one of our officers was in danger and we did not move aggressively to fix it..." "And let me be clear, you did not move aggressively!" "Why didn't you interview the husband?" "!" "Answer that!" "It's because Captain Raydor suggested it!" "And don't try to pretend otherwise!" "Maybe you just don't care anymore about how this might affect the department, but understand this..." "I do care." "You and your squad will go to Detective Moore's house immediately, and the domestic-abuse case will remain open until you have proven, to my satisfaction, that we did everything possible to avoid what happened last night!" "Buzz, how did you get here so much faster than we did?" "My GPS is really good." " Why don't we get GPS?" " It's called a map." "Officer." "Excuse me, Chief." "I have my hands full here already, and given the circumstances," "I'm just not sure what else there is for you to do." "I've already heard it, Captain, from someone higher ranking than you." " I'll need a briefing." " Your case is over." "Not according to Chief Pope." "So..." "After you, Captain, after you." "At 1:02 a.m. this morning, a 911 call was placed from this residence by Detective Ally Moore, with whom I do believe Major Crimes is slightly familiar." "Ally managed to lock herself inside the bathroom long enough to cry for help to the operator." "While the radio call went out, her husband knocked down the door, dragged her across the floor and, at some point, smashed her face against this door frame." "Sergeant Ryan Dunn was the first one on the scene at 1:05 a.m." " So, he entered here?" " Yes, with weapon drawn." "Now, Shawn Moore, your suspect, was right here, and he was in possession of his wife's gun." " Here?" " Right." "Mr. Moore fired at Sergeant Dunn." "And missed." "Sergeant Dunn returned fire, hitting Mr. Moore twice, and your suspect collapsed right here." "And where's Ally Moore right now?" "Ally is at UCLA hospital receiving treatment for the concussion she received during the attack, or maybe perhaps it was just another bad fall." "I don't want to second-guess your case." "Okay." "I'm going to need to speak to Sergeant Dunn." "Sorry." "Regardless of what Chief Pope might think," "Sergeant Dunn's O.I.S. falls under my jurisdiction, and you're not going to talk to him until I finish my report." "Okay, let's make this easier." "I order you to make Sergeant Dunn available immediately to be interviewed by a neutral third party." "And who might that be?" "How you doing, Sergeant?" "Good to see you." "Sergeant Dunn has already given his statement, which couldn't have been more clear and straightforward." " Yeah, we know." " So, why are we here?" " Just a few questions." " What more do you people need?" "Look, Sergeant Dunn has only had one other officer-involved shooting his entire career." "FID cleared him before." "They'll do it again." "Major Crimes has a case related to the suspect who was shot to death last night." "That's all." " What do you want to know?" " First..." "Had you ever met Detective Moore before last night?" "No." "Well, not to my knowledge." "So, you were completely unaware that the LAPD had mounted an inquiry as to whether Detective Moore was the target of domestic abuse?" "Well, looks like whoever was conducting that investigation dropped the ball." "You know what, Sergeant?" "You don't know jack about that, so why don't you just stick to your own actions?" "How about that?" " Yes, sir." " Good." "Now..." " you were first on the scene, correct?" " Yes, sir." " When I heard the radio call." " How quickly were you able to respond?" "Less than 3 minutes." "1:05 a.m." "I parked." "I got out of the car." "I heard screaming inside the house." "I kicked in the front door." "I entered with my weapon drawn." "And what did you see?" "A white male, 30 to 40, 6'3" or more, pointing a gun at a woman on the floor at his feet." " And then what?" " I ordered the guy to drop the gun." "He turned and fired at me, so I returned fire." "He kept moving toward me." "I fired again." "He hit the floor." "I kicked the gun out of his hand." "That's when I cleared the house." "I saw the victim had a bloody gash on her head, so I called paramedics." "And Detective Moore's state of mind?" "Well, she kept screaming at me for shooting her husband." "Screaming at you for shooting her husband." "Tell me..." "Sergeant, did Detective Moore mention how her husband happened to... get her gun?" "What do you mean?" "I'm just wondering, if she was so afraid of her husband, why would you keep a gun in your house?" "I don't know." "To protect herself." "Wait." "Did Detective Moore say that?" "Well... yeah." "She said her husband had been abusing her, and that's why she kept her gun in the house." "And before I could ask any more questions, backup arrived." "The paramedics came, and..." "At, let's see." "1:07 a.m." " Yes, sir." " Thank you, Sergeant." "Thank you, Mr. Monroe." "Well, I think that we can all agree that, as it regards your domestic-abuse investigation, this interview is damaging." "Yes, Captain." "It certainly is." "Well, first off, Sergeant Dunn rattled off about 500 things that he did during two minutes at the crime scene before backup arrived." "Where's the box with the chicken and the beef and the pork and the shrimp thing I like?" "What's it called again?" "The Happy Family." "It's right here." "Thank you." "Hot mustard?" "They forgot it again." "When I spoke to Detective Moore yesterday, I did everything but stand on my head to convince her to file a report, but she wouldn't do it, and... and Will starts yelling at me for ignoring the husband." "I didn't ignore the husband!" " You would never ignore the husband." " Exactly!" "It's completely unfair." "And don't you think it's unfair?" "Yeah." "It's really unfair." "So, why don't you quit?" " Quit what?" " Your job, if it's so horrible." "Come on." "I can't quit." "Then please stop complaining about it." "Maybe you don't realize, but ever since you've come home, you have only talked about you, your job, and the food..." ""My murder, my victim, the mustard."" "How about asking how my day went?" "You know, "Fritz, how's your... your little job at the FBI?"" "Wait a minute." "That's not fair." "I never make light of your job." "I was just about to ask you how your day was... honey, don't... don't be mad." " You want to know how my day was?" " Yes, I do." "It was extremely frustrating, and now I'm exhausted, so I'm going to bed." "You can finish off the Happy Family by yourself, and could you please just... put everything away when you're finished?" "Of course I'll do that." "You're awfully touchy lately." "What's that all about?" "So, in two days of canvassing, no one has ever heard anything in Detective Moore's neighborhood..." "No yelling, no arguing, no gunshots, so I'm thinking they must have a mind-your-own-business clause in their mortgages." "Lieutenant Flynn, were you able to time Sergeant Dunn's actions?" "I did a walk-through of the crime scene, including the conversation that Dunn had with Moore outside the house." "He would had to have been there like..." "four minutes by himself." "But backup showed up in two." "Another little complication..." "Prelim for the morgue says the two shots fired at Shawn Moore..." "One hit him in the spine, the other one hit him in the brain." "So he couldn't have been advancing when Dunn fired at him." "Well, he was either instantly paralyzed or instantly dead." "Detective Moore's waiting for you in interview 2, and Captain Raydor's here." "Thank you, Buzz." "That woman!" "I see you have Ally Moore waiting... in an interview room." "Yes, Captain, I'm still trying to finish up with my domestic-abuse case." "Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you're not gonna be making an arrest in that case, Chief." "Your suspect is dead." "If anyone's gonna interview Ally Moore, it's gonna be me." "I certainly understand the desire to want to protect one of your own." "Well, somebody has to do it because you certainly didn't, Chief." "We're in the middle of an officer-involved shooting." " Ally Moore's a percipient witness." " You know what, Captain?" "Major Crimes has a domestic-abuse case that's also still open." "That is until Chief Pope says otherwise." "So, if you really want to lessen the burden on Detective Moore, you... you two should... question her together." "You know what?" "That's fine." "Excuse us, Commander." "After you." "Oh, God." "This is so horrible." "I am so sorry." "You do not need to apologize, Detective." "I have to." "Because... of my refusal to cooperate, an officer was forced to put his life at risk, and my husband is dead." "Well, you're not the only one responsible for that." "I shouldn't have tried to handle it by myself." "Handle what yourself?" "When you sent me to get my photographs," "I knew it wouldn't be long before somebody was gonna talk to Shawn, so when I got home that night, I told him that he'd gone too far and that he couldn't hit me anymore because I couldn't hide it," "and he got mad at me." "And that's when he attacked you." "And you locked yourself in the bathroom." " Dialed 911..." " Captain... why don't we let Detective Moore tell the story?" "I'm sorry." "Please, continue." "I told the operator that... my husband was trying to kill me" "and to send help." "I think..." "I was screaming." "Shawn knocked down the bathroom door, and then he dragged me into the living room, mostly by my hair, and then he smashed my face into something..." "I don't even know what..." "And I couldn't see for a moment, and my face went hot, and then I saw he had my gun in his hands," "and then there was yelling, and then Shawn moved away from me, and..." "Then I heard gunshots." "Let me ask you this..." "How exactly did your husband gain possession of your weapon?" " Well, what do you mean?" " Your husband fired at Sergeant Dunn using your gun." "How did he get it?" " Well, he knew where I kept it." " Which was where, exactly?" "In my vehicle." "So, I didn't think that Shawn could get to my gun if it was out of the house, but maybe he... he got my keys when I was in the bathroom." "Will you apologize to Sergeant Dunn for me?" "Because I think that I yelled at him when he tried to save me." "And I'm sorry for that." "Chief Johnson, I have some concerns about Sergeant Dunn's original statement." "Why, Captain?" "Because of everything he accomplished in the very short amount of time before backup arrived?" "Or is it the contradictory physical evidence from the morgue?" "Or could it be the placement of Detective Moore's gun?" "I am curious also why Detective Moore and Sergeant Dunn's statement regarding her weapon are so drastically different." "It's the one question they didn't expect us to ask." "You believe they knew each other prior to this incident." "Yes, Captain, I do." "So, what proof do you have that Sergeant Dunn and Detective Moore knew each other?" "They denied it." "Okay, let's talk about what I mean by "proof", because when I use that word, I mean some physical evidence that we can all look at, you know, and go, "ahh!"." "Fine." "How about this?" "FID's photos from the crime scene." "Look..." "Sergeant Dunn parked his patrol car right in front of the house." "To which he had been dispatched." "It was dark, addresses are hard to see, and you never park a patrol car directly in front of the house." "Okay, when I say "physical evidence"," "I mean, you know, fingerprints, DNA, or how about phone records?" "E- mails, then?" "No e-mails." "Did anyone ever actually see them..." "Why don't I just stop guessing and just tell me exactly how you concluded that Dunn and Moore had a relationship of some kind?" "!" "Come in!" "What is that, Captain?" "Sergeant Dunn's officer-involved-shooting report from three years ago." "That's one O.I.S. Report?" "It is." "And along with Sergeant Elliot, there was a second relatively new FID Detective who assisted him in the investigation of Sergeant Dunn's case." "Detective Ally Moore." "So Dunn and Moore had met." "Oh, I bet they were more than just friends." "All right." "What's the next step?" "These are the bullets fired from Dunn's gun three years ago during his officer-involved shooting..." "And these are the bullets that were fired into Shawn Moore's body two nights ago." " The bullets don't match up." " They do not." "But wait." " There's more." " God!" "This is the bullet that was fired at Sergeant Dunn by Shawn Moore the night before last." "Are you telling us, in as long a way as possible, of course, that the bullet fired at Sergeant Dunn came from his own gun?" "Yes." "So, wait a minute." "Dunn's gun..." "I'm confused." "What Lieutenant Tao is trying to say is that during the rescue of Ally Moore, the bullets fired from Sergeant Dunn's gun were not fired from Sergeant Dunn's gun." "Exactly." "Okay, so, where are the ballistics from Detective Moore's weapon?" "Not back yet." "But it's being rushed." "Well, not fast enough, Lieutenant, because I don't have it." "Now..." "All right, everyone." "I need to know exactly where Dunn and Moore are at this very moment, please." "Thank you so much." "Are you going to all this trouble just to show there was a motive for the domestic abuse?" "First you yell at me for not moving aggressively enough, and now you're questioning me for moving too aggressively." "I'm not gonna second-guess you on the crime." " Thank you." " But this, I think, you're gonna miss." " Miss what?" " This team... you've created these people." "From the way you were handling it at the beginning," "I thought you'd checked out already." "Will, what on earth are you talking about?" "You're moving back to D.C., right?" "Look, I know about Fritz' promotion." "Come with me." "What promotion?" "Maybe I'm wrong." "Yeah, you know what?" "I think I'm wrong." "Wrong about what?" "Okay, somebody told me that Fritz had been offered command of the FBI's Critical Incident Response Team." "I know nothing about this, nothing!" "Well, why didn't you say something?" "'Cause I didn't think there was anything I could do about it, and I was... pissed off that you hadn't told me." " I cannot believe this!" " A minute." "Hold on, you're not going?" "Even if I was thinking about leaving, don't you think I'd come to you first?" "Why?" "Why would Fritz not mention this to me?" "Maybe because he didn't want you to know and that's what you do when you want to keep a secret... you hide it." "You know, even in..." "in the best of relationships, sometimes there's stuff that people want to keep to themselves." "He didn't want me to know, so he kept it hidden." "Lieutenant Provenza?" "I got Dunn on one line, Moore on the other." "Have them both meet me at the morgue, please." "What are you gonna do at the morgue?" "What I should have done yesterday." "Which is?" "Find out what Shawn Moore has to tell me." " Yes, that's him." "That's Shawn." " Thank you so much, Detective Moore." "And again, I apologize for your having to come down here to make the identification." "The paperwork was misplaced." " Chief, Sergeant Dunn." " Thank you so much, Lieutenant." "I believe the two of you have already met." "Good to see you, Detective." "You seem calmer than you did the other day." "Yes, I'm better." "Thank you." "What's going on here?" "I'm just finishing up my investigation into your officer-involved shooting." "This is your second in three years, correct?" "That's right." "And if I'm not mistaken, Detective Moore was involved in both?" "There's no need to deny it, Detective." "It's well-documented." "You two obviously know each other." "You've even been to Detective Moore's house, Sergeant Dunn." "I know that because of where you parked on the night of your so-called action." "And that indicates not only do the two of you know each other professionally but you're on something like intimate terms." "Ryan, don't say anything." "That's all right, your husband can tell us everything we need to know." "For example, the way he was shot." "One of the rounds hit here on the outside-right pectoral, did some heavy-duty damage, too." "There's also... a slightly upper trajectory to this entrance wound, so readjusting the musculature... until both the entry and internal wounds are aligned, we can see that when he was shot..." "Shawn's arms were raised, so he couldn't have been aiming a gun at anyone." "Which makes your statement, Sergeant, complete bullshit." "Speaking of which, the bullets that we pulled from Shawn's body here don't match those from your shooting three years ago." "So I asked myself, "how could that possibly be?"" "And then we decided to test Detective Moore's weapon, and the results were absolutely fascinating because, although the barrel of your gun doesn't match your previous officer-involved shooting, the barrel of her gun does." "If you arrived at Moore's house and knocked down the door and Shawn Moore was already dead, all you had to do was..." "Fire your weapon at the wall and then... switch barrels with Ally... and your big, fat lie would have been confirmed by the physical evidence." "Ballistics would have shown that Sergeant Dunn here killed your husband instead of you." "The only question as far as I'm concerned, Detective, is this:" "did Sergeant Dunn plan on helping you murder your husband or is this something that you convinced him to cover up when he arrived on the scene?" "It wasn't murder!" "It was... it was self-defense!" "Look at her face!" "Ryan, trust me." "Be quiet." "Yes, Ryan, be quiet!" "And look at her, particularly her arm." "Officers." "What?" "No!" " Doctor, would you please?" " Let me go!" " What are you doing?" " Proving that the hand that did this was not your husband's hand." "Look at the outline of the fingers on Ally's arm." "See how small they are compared to her husband?" "Shawn Moore did not cause these injuries." "Ally did this to herself." "Although I have to compliment you, Detective." "You played the role of the abused wife perfectly." "You behaved like a textbook victim, except for one thing... you didn't hide your injuries very well." "Because the plan you made to kill your husband depended on me seeing how badly injured you appeared to be." "Why would she do all that?" "To gain your sympathy..." "And your gun." "Which brings me back to my question." "Sergeant Dunn, did you conspire with Ally Moore to kill her husband?" "Did you?" "!" "You don't want to go anywhere, son." "So far, you've only lost your job." "Your freedom's still up for grabs." " I didn't plan anyone's murder." " Wait, wait." "Before you say anything, first you need to waive your rights." "Oh, God." "Listen to me,." "I want to believe that you were manipulated by Ally Moore." "I was, and so was Captain raydor." "But I need to know exactly how much of what happened to Shawn Moore was planned and what you thought of on the spot, because if you knew in advance that she was going to murder..." "Hold on, just..." "I waive my rights." "Look, when you guys began your investigation," "Ally told me she couldn't risk another beating from Shawn." " But he wasn't beating her." " I didn't know that!" "I thought he was, and she begged me to stay close to the house that night  knowing you'd be the first to respond to the 911 call." "Did you know that she was gonna kill her husband?" "Stage the crime scene?" "Smash her own head up against the door frame?" "Listen..." "The only thing I told her was to "protect yourself"." "I never said "shoot your husband"." "When I went to the house, Shawn was dead!" "Ally was bleeding, and..." "I thought after all she'd been through that I should say I killed the guy, and the only way to make that work was to fire off a round into the wall and then switch the barrels of the two guns." "Maybe she suggested it." "Oh, God." "Look, the only reason I did it was because of what happened to her face." "I mean, why would she do that to herself?" "Because she's a little sociopath." "And I hope, for your sake, that she confirms your story." "You are not gonna believe why Ally Moore wanted to kill her husband." "There's a better reason than the affair she had with Sergeant Dunn?" "Well, that all depends on how you feel about real estate." "Ally and Shawn Moore had an interest-only loan on their house that was about to reset, and they were going to lose their home... unless" "Unless one of them died and the mortgage insurance kicked in." "Well, it is awfully hard to refinance these days." "I would also like to say that I am fully aware that at the beginning of this investigation, I was a total bitch." "I'd say it was more in the middle... and near the end." "But I still believe that if you had talked to the husband earlier..." "He might still be alive." "I've thought about that and about how I might have resisted" " talking to him because..." " Because I suggested it." "It's possible." "Um, but, um, I did want to say that," "I do think that it might be beneficial for the LAPD" "If we were to work a bit better together." "The thing is..." " We just don't like each other." " No." "We don't." "Oh, my goodness, no." "And you know what?" "That is a very difficult dynamic to change." "It is." "It's very hard on everyone." " Thank you so much for a final report." " Sure." "Thank you." " Have a good night, Chief." " Good night." "Good night to you." "What are you doing?" "You were taking a long time to get home." "I was looking for something to snack on, but everything in here is spoiled." " It's from the Cuban chicken place?" " Yeah, there was a line, so it took longer than I thought it would." "W- why didn't you tell me about the promotion you were offered?" "Why didn't I tell you?" "You want to move back to D.C.?" "That's what I thought." "Plus, we'd have to give up 2/3 of our income." "Plus, you'd have to find another job." "Plus..." "Plus, plus, plus." "So, is... is... is my job holding you back?" "I didn't used to think so." "I honestly thought going into rehab meant" "I would never even be considered for a promotion again, but I was wrong," "and they may come to me eventually with something I really want to do." "That would mean we'd have to sit down and..." "You know... seriously discuss the idea of moving." "That's just the second-best reason I've heard today for not buying a house." "Maybe I've been irritable about just the idea of asking you to choose between me and your career because..." "I didn't know which one you'd pick." "Want to see me choose between you and my career?" "Subtitles:" "Kitty's Team"