"The Closer 7x15 Silent Partner Original Air Date on December 26, 2011" "Wrist band." ""Moses, Reggie." "CDC-S45973."" "== sync, corrected by elderman ==" " You want us to stay?" " Absolutely not." "All right, sir." "If you need us, just scream." "Well..." "Since our bad-mannered correctional officer didn't bother, allow me to properly introduce myself." "I'm Peter Goldman..." "And, as I said in my letter to you," "I greatly appreciate you allowing me to handle the appeal of your death sentence and your application for a new trial." "But I'm gonna need your help." "I love helping people." "So, tell me, uh, Peter Goldman, what can Reggie do for you?" "I'm trying to prove that the woman who took your so-called confession is a corrupt police officer... and a murderer." "What good is that for me?" "Remember the L.A.P.D.'s Rampart scandal?" "Nearly 100 people had their convictions overturned because police officers lied." "That's your ticket out of here." "Now, when Chief Johnson arrested you for the murder of Tyrone Baylor and two other army rangers " "Weren't nobody trying to kill Ty Baylor or them army boys." "No, don't say that." "Don't admit to anything." " Just listen." "Listen." " We was after his twin brother, Turell." "You listen!" "You listen!" "Turell walked into a protected store and killed the store owner and his little grandson." "And then he put it all on me." "Look at me." "Look at me!" "Chief Johnson put you in those chains." "After your arrest, she gave you a phone so you could call all your friends and tell them that Turell was being let go." ""Ricky-Rock, C-Jazz, Deloin, and Lil Bugsy."" "After you talked to them, Turell was beaten to death." "Now, I have a witness who can testify to all of this." "How you know them names?" "Reggie, I know everything about Turell's murder." "All I need now... is for people to say what happened -- out loud, in open court." "You do that, and Chief Johnson loses her job, her savings, and everything else she has." "And you?" "You walk out of here a free man." "Wait, Reggie." "Where are you going?" "Come back with my paperwork." "Reggie, it's gonna be a lot harder to get the paperwork " "If it's hard, then you do it hard!" "Don't talk to me about being hard!" "C.O.!" "You come back with my paperwork, and I'll say anything you want me to say." "All right." "All right." "Sign in." "Sign in, both of you." "We got to play this one by the book." "Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson, Major Crimes." "Detective David Gabriel." "What's going on, Lieutenant?" "Uh, we'll get to that later." "Kendall's come and gone." "We'll take a quick look at the victim, examine his I.D., personal effects, and then we're gonna have all this towed out of here." "I see the victim parked illegally." "Is that what makes this a major crime?" "Well, sort of." "Uh, parking enforcement was ticketing the car when they found the body." "Um, Newton rolled out a couple of homicide detectives." "They ran the plates." "They called Taylor." "Taylor called us." "Why?" "Car came back registered to Turell Baylor." "Victim's driver's license says his name is James Turner." "Shot from the backseat, four times," "I'm guessing between 1:00 and 3:00 a.m. this morning." "No shell casings found anywhere." "All the bullets are in his body." "Gang moniker database says James Turner goes by "J-Rock."" "Member of the 110 Crips, Chief." "The 110 Crips kill another one of their own -- why?" "Uh, Chief?" "Found this card in the victim's pocket." "Peter Goldman." "Attorney-at-law." "You put this case on hold, right?" "Of course." "I told my squad to stand down and get breakfast." "Do you know how the victim ended up in Turell Baylor's car?" "I know Turell wasn't using it." "This murder doesn't necessarily have any connection to the federal lawsuit." "Yes, but the 110 Crips have their own attorneys, and Goldman is not one of them, so why was his card found on the victim's person?" "Well, in my business, finding that card on a body is what we call a clue." "Come in." "Excuse me." "Sorry to interrupt." "No problem, Detective." "How was your breakfast?" "Uh..." "Great." "Uh, good." "Good." "Um..." "I-I was just wondering if Chief Johnson could join me out in the hallway for a moment." "Oh." "No, no, no, you can tell Chief Johnson whatever you have to tell her right in here." "Go ahead, David." "Okay, well, I have a friend that works for a credit rating agency, and I had him look up a couple things for me off the record just to see where Peter Goldman has been lately." "Oh, my God." "You can't get inside information..." "It's not traceable." "...on the plaintiff's attorney." "It's not traceable." "You simply can't do that." "Well, now we all know about it, don't we?" "Or we would if you'd let him finish." "Detective." "Thank you." "Yesterday, Goldman took a flight up to Oakland." "And he rented a car with one of those toll passes, and he used it to drive over the San Rafael bridge." "He went to San Quentin?" "Why?" "He signed in as attorney for Reggie Moses." "Goldman spoke to Reggie Moses?" "Yeah, alone." "And afterwards, Reggie made a phone call." "To whom?" "San Quentin sent us an audio file of Reggie calling from a prison phone to someone on a disposable cell." "Yeah, I'm trying to find out where that disposable cell was sold and who bought it." "Hello?" "Hey, dawg." "Saw my new lawyer today." "Peter Goldman." "Gonna file an appeal for me." "He has five investigators researching my case." "One of them talks too much." "Thanks, man." "Stay chill." "Five investigators." "Yeah, and one of them talks too much." "J-Rock." "It implies Goldman has a list of names pertinent to the case." "He needs to be interviewed immediately." "That's what I've been saying." "Not by you or anyone else in this division." "You're all being sued." "All right." "Well, who do you have in mind?" "Hello, Peter." "Ooh." "Love the tie." "I have been thinking about you so much." "It's almost a relief to be able to sit down and talk to you for a minute." "Well, I'm not answering any questions about how I'm getting my information from inside the L.A.P.D." "And interrogating me on any subject could be interpreted by a federal judge as a form of harassment." "So you'd better have a damn good reason for putting me in an interview room." "Oh." "I do." "The murder of James Turner, A.K.A. J-Rock, and your business card, which we found on his body." "So, when was the last time you spoke with or saw James Turner, A.K.A. J-Rock?" "That is none of your business." "Okay, then..." "Where you were yesterday afternoon?" "Also none of your business." "Might you have been at San Quentin prison visiting Reggie Moses on death row?" "If I find out the L.A.P.D. has been illegally monitoring my whereabouts -- Wait." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "Before you start huffing and puffing and trying to blow my house down, you signed in to San Quentin prison, Peter." "It's a matter of public record." "Now..." "You spoke with Reggie Moses, a 110 Crip." "Afterwards, he made a phone call, and then another 110 Crip, J-Rock, ended up dead." "Reggie is in prison." "So he didn't shoot anyone." "Now, if you want someone who's out and about, with a good motive to kill J-Rock, why don't you begin right here?" "With the L.A.P.D." "Give me a reason, and I will." "J-Rock was a witness to the death of Turell Baylor." "He saw it happen." "And I found him." "Not you guys -- me." "And how did that work out?" "And now he's dead." "Kind of coincidental, don't you think?" "J-Rock was a witness to Turell Baylor's death?" "Yes." "And he gave you the names of Turell's murderers?" "No." "No." "Just that -- just that they were all 110 Crips." "I'm confused." "You're saying the victim confirmed his fellow Crips murdered Turell, but he couldn't identify his own gang members?" "So -- so what did you go to San Quentin prison for, Peter?" "During your little interview with Reggie Moses, did you happen to mention that you had a witness to Turell Baylor's death?" "My conversation with Reggie is covered by privilege." "You know, Major Crimes would have a much better time solving J-Rock's murder if you would just give over the names of the 110 Crips that your witness allegedly confirmed!" "I don't know them, all right?" "I've already told you that!" "Are you deaf?" "!" "Let me repeat it for you." "J-Rock gave me no names." "Okay?" "I have no names!" "None!" "Okay." "Wait here." "Is this my case?" "I need to know." "Yes." "Yes." "It's your case." "The question now is whether or not Goldman is withholding those names." "Of course he's withholding the names, but we can't prove it." "Perhaps if he heard the conversation Reggie had after their visit." "Well, not until we know who was on the other end of that call." " Detective?" " Yes, sir." "I was able to track the disposable cellphone that Reggie called to a distribution center in Seattle, but I haven't been able to find out where it went from there." "Mr. Goldman, I heard you were in the building." "I'm so glad you didn't leave before we had the chance to say hello." "Don't think that this murder is gonna stop me from moving forward on the lawsuit -- because it won't." "All right, Detective, let's stay after that phone, see what we can do about getting a wire on it." " Yes, sir." " Can we just cut to the chase here?" "What do you want?" "The same thing you want, Mr. Goldman -- to find the people who killed J-Rock." "Who, from what you just told Captain Raydor, are probably the same crew who killed Turell Baylor." "You don't actually expect me to believe you care about that, do you?" "If you arrest Turell's killers, you'll end up making my case against you." "If you know the names of these people, you'd better tell me who they are before they do to you what they did to J-Rock." "Oh." "Sorry." "Your usual scare tactics wouldn't work with me even if I knew the names, which I don't." "Now if you'll pardon me," "I'm sure you have other people you want to try intimidating, and I have work to do." "Please." "Look, wait." "Wait a minute." "If you're determined to leave here without helping me, at least let me offer you some protection." "Oh, would that be the same kind of protection you offered Turell Baylor?" "Would you also like to give me a lift home?" "At least I'd know where to start looking for you when you don't show up for work tomorrow." "I'm not afraid." "Yes, you are." "Well if Goldman does know those names..." "He does." "...and we can prove it," "I think I can force him to settle." "Chief Johnson won't settle, Gavin." "She wants to be cleared in court." "Ah." "Well." "Good to know." "So, where's the rest of your squad now?" "Still at breakfast?" "At the print shed." "Ah." "Okay, look -- solving the murder is job one." "Job two is making sure that Goldman doesn't wind up dead in the process." "And I..." "I think you need to address the leak in your division openly." "So, find the killer, but be aware of all the moving pieces on the board." "You notify J-Rock's family?" "They knew he was dead before I got there." "Well, did any of them tell you why he was driving Turell Baylor's car?" "Well, they were friends." "Turell's mother loaned it to him -- who knows?" "Sorry we're late." "What did we miss?" "Well, not much." "Morales called." "Says he's pulled a lot of 9mm bullets out of J-Rock's back." "J-Rock's phone has about a dozen calls between him and Goldman's office and cell, so they were definitely in touch." "Okay." "Um..." "Could everyone, uh, gather 'round?" "I have something to say about this case before we go any further." "At the moment, it looks like J-Rock was killed because he was willing to testify in federal court about the murder of Turell Baylor." "It would also appear, though Goldman denies it, that J-Rock gave him the names of Turell's murderers." "If that's true, Goldman is in danger." "So, um, at the moment," "I'm asking that everyone keep a tight lid on the information in this case, for Goldman's sake." "Okay?" "Oh, for God's sake, Chief." "If Goldman knows the killers' names and he's not telling us, then that his problem, not ours." "Well, I'm not sure that a judge would look at it that way, Lieutenant." "Well, I don't give a damn what some judge looks at." "Moving on with the details of our murder, gentlemen." "I just spoke with the Newton detectives who have been looking into Turell's death." "They confirm that he and J-Rock were good friends, so it makes sense that Mrs. Baylor would give him the car." "And we've pulled a lot of prints out of it." "Baylor's, of course, J-Rock's, some partials, some unidentified, six other gang members and more to go." "Inside the car means inside job." "Here, Chief." "Let me show you." "Step in here?" "Uh, uh, Buzz has an audio file y'all need to hear." "Buzz." "So, the shooter sat here." "The car pulls over to the curb." "He takes out his gun." "Left-handed." "Pow, pow, pow, pow." "Picks up the casings." "Then he and the guy up front jump out." "The important thing here, Chief " "J-Rock was killed by his own gang." "Like Turell?" "Like Turell." "And that's not done without permission." "So who's the shot-caller inside the 110 Crips?" "Is there a way to follow the money trail on an inside gang killing?" "It's an all-cash business." "We could look back to see if any of the 110 Crips spent a lot of money after Turell died." "But that's only gonna help you get the kids that did the dirty work and not the guy in charge." "If whoever ordered the hit on J-Rock also ordered the hit on Turell, then all this violence goes back to the convenience store Turell robbed." "The owner and his grandson that he shot to death." "Looking at that store." "It's a good idea." "It was protected." "There's got to be a reason for that." "Maybe we should also find out who paid for the funerals of that poor old man and the little boy." "Not "we." "You."" "What do you mean?" "Chief..." "Goldman's here, in this print shed right now." "Everything that you say and everything that you do will get back to him." "You need to follow up without us." "When you're not sure who you can trust, Chief, don't trust anyone." "But, julio..." "These people are my friends." "That's what J-Rock was thinking..." "When he parked the car." "Let me ask you something." "You sure you know what you're doing here?" "Because I think this case could present a conflict of interest for you." "It's a conflict of interest for everyone but me." "Besides..." "I've come up with a plan that I think covers everything." "It's not suicide, is it?" "Ha ha." "Because arresting the guys who killed Turell Baylor could end up costing you big-time." "Well, which would you rather I give up..." "Everything I have or everything I am?" "What's behind door number 3?" "Anything?" "Daddy's sick." "I'm all packed up for my trip to Atlanta." "If I lose my job over this, so be it." "I'll keep busy." "In the meantime that convenience-store owner that Turell Baylor killed " "Charlie Niles -- you find out anything about him?" "His daughter sold her father's convenience store for about three times what it's worth." "Well, that's a good deal." "Any idea who bought it?" "Myma Industries." "They converted Charlie Niles' convenience store into a cellphone business -- Papa Electronics." "Cellphones?" "Uh-huh." "And Myma has a warehouse in Seattle." "That's where we lost contact with the pre-paid number that Reggie called." "Myma Industries " " I assume that's a shell company?" "Any idea who owns it?" "His name..." "Is Marvin Evans." "Now, not only does he like overpaying for convenience stores in gang territory, but when I stopped by the mortuary listed on Charlie Niles' death certificate, guess who covered the cost of the funeral." "Marvin." "Dead right." "Oh, and does he come from the same neighborhood as the 110 Crips?" "Grew up one block away from the Baylors' house." "Now here's the kicker." "This guy also seems to be something of a financial wizard." "What do you mean?" "He put together Myma Industries, which owns 15 cell companies in California, Hawaii, and Nevada." "He lives in a pricey downtown condo, he's got a 4,400-square-foot vacation home in Palm Springs, six cars, one of which is a Bentley, and he put all that together with cash he invested from buying and selling unclaimed luggage." "Wise investor." "Lots of money." "An interest in his old neighborhood." "Sounds like a shot-caller to me." "Now listen -- this guy has excellent legal representation." "I don't think he's gonna talk to you for very long." "I don't need him to talk to me." "I just need him to listen." "And be out of his downtown condo for at least..." "Um..." "At least 30 minutes?" "30 minutes?" "!" "He has dogs." "Okay." "Okay." "I can...manage 30 minutes." "Look, thank you." "Thank you." "Honestly, if it weren't for you..." "I don't think" "I'd have a single soul on earth I could trust right now." "I really don't." "I'm glad I finally became the kind of person people can count on." "And I don't know how much of a favor" "I am actually doing for you, because the second Marvin Evans shows up in your division," "Goldman is gonna find out about it." " Gosh, honey." " I hope you're right." "I don't believe this." "How could you set up an S.I.S. protection detail for Goldman without my permission?" "I didn't order S.I.S. protection for anyone." "It's surveillance only, and i requested it." "That's not the point." "I'm Chief of Police for now, and I have approval over this." "Excuse me." "Excuse me." "I have a very good explanation for what's going on here." "And that would be?" "Chief Johnson is about to meet with the man that she believes runs the 110 Crips, Marvin Evans." "If, in my interview with Mr. Evans," "I inadvertently say something that puts Mr. Goldman in danger " "An S.I.S. detail will already be there to protect him." "There will be no moment between the creation of a threat and the surveillance." "You know in advance that talking to this guy threatens Goldman's life, and you're gonna go ahead and do it?" "Why would you do that?" "!" "You said, "solve the murder, and then be aware of all the moving pieces."" "That's what I'm doing." "If you have another plan, I'm open to suggestions." "Come in!" "Uh..." "Oh." "Uh..." "Good morning, everyone." "Good morning, Lieutenant." "What is it?" "A Marvin Evans is downstairs with his attorney -- a Chinese guy." "He said you asked him to come in to talk to you." "Flynn's bringing them up." "I told them interview room two." "Great." "Thank you." "I'm coming with you." "Okay, Chief, we've got a wire up and running on the disposable cellphone that Reggie Moses called from San Quentin." "And we've identified most of the prints from the car." "Yeah, it's too much of a good thing, really." "There were at least 12 Crips in that Buick at one point or another that we know of." "Yeah, we can bring them all in, find out who has an alibi for the time our victim was shot." " We won't have to do that." " Why not?" "Goldman's gonna come back in and give us the names of those killers sometime today." "In the meantime, will you please make sure that everyone makes it into electronics?" "I want all of you watching this interview." "Excuse me." "Sanchez!" "Tao!" "Lieutenant, thank you." "Mr. Evans, so nice to put a face to the voice." "I'm Deputy Chief Johnson, and you must be Mr. Evans' attorney." "Tommy Wong." "Tommy Wong." "So nice to meet you both." "Thank you so much for coming." "Don't thank us." "We have no intention of cooperating with you on anything." "Really?" "Then why did you come in?" "You could have refused to cooperate over a cellphone." "You have enough of them." "No, no, no." "We have far too many common interests for you to say you can't cooperate with me." "What common interests?" "The murder of Charlie Niles and his grandson." "That murder is solved, ma'am." "I mean, you know who did it as well as me." "Well, the case is closed, just like the caskets that you bought for the Niles' funerals are closed." "And the deal that you made for the convenience store that Mr. Niles used to own is closed." "But as we are both well aware..." ""closed" does not mean "over."" "Well, it's not over for you, maybe, but, um, it's over for Turell." "He murdered Mr. Niles and his grandson, and now he's dead." "Well, that leaves us with the problem of who murdered Turell Baylor." "Yeah, but who cares about that?" " You?" " Come on." "You don't care about that." "As it turns out, Mr. Evans, I have to care about that, in much the same way you have to care about it." "We also -- both of us -- have to care about the murder of a young man by the name of James Turner " "J-Rock to his friends." "We have no idea who this..." "J-Rock is." "Maybe you don't, but Mr. Evans does." " Deep voice ] Hello?" " Hey, dawg." "Saw my new lawyer today." "Peter Goldman." "Gonna file an appeal for me." "He has five investigators researching my case." "One of them talks too much." "Thanks, man." "Stay chill." "That's Reggie Moses calling from San Quentin to a disposable cellphone..." "To a guy that sounds a lot like you." "It's not me." "We traced that cell to a warehouse in Seattle owned by Myma Industries." "That connects it to you, sir." "And Reggie's new lawyer?" "Mr. Goldman?" "He was also friends with J-Rock." "So?" "So, J-Rock gave Peter Goldman the names of everyone involved in the murder of Turell Baylor." "Reggie." "The cellphone." "Mr. Baylor." "Mr. Niles." "You and J-Rock had a lot in common for two people who never knew each other." "At least, that's what Mr. Goldman is implying." "Is he wrong?" "Does the little list of names J-Rock gave Goldman mean nothing to you at all?" "Oh, my God." "Or is it something on which the two of us might cooperate?" "I meet a lot of people in my line of work." "I'll search my contacts, look at my e-mails." "Always want to help if I can." "Tommy." "You should hear from me again, one way or another." "Wonderful." "Chief Johnson." "Thank you." "Well, that didn't go very well, did it?" "That all depends on what you think just happened." "This is beyond the pale, even for you..." "You need to just calm down and tell us what has you so unnerved." "She just laid me out to Marvin Evans, who is probably arranging a hit on me right now." "You know who Marvin Evans is?" "How surprising." "You never mentioned him before." "I learned about Marvin Evans from Turell Baylor's mother, who I represent." "She's the one who told me he put a contract out on Turell's life." "Oh." "So maybe you didn't mention him to us before because it would have been a mitigating factor in Chief Johnson's favor." "If Marvin Evans paid to have Turell killed -- it...changes...nothing." "Chief Johnson still arranged the circumstances that led to the " "I am not going to argue this case here today." "Thanks to you people," "Marvin Evans now knows I have the names of the people " "You do have the names!" "You sat there in my interview room, knowing full well who killed that witness of yours, and you refused to tell me!" "I never actually said I didn't possess the names!" "I said I didn't have them, which is true!" "I have you on record -- they were on a list -- on tape, denying that -- you taped a pre-trial conference without my permission?" "It was not a pretrial conference." "It was the interview of a material witness in a murder case!" "I don't care what you call it!" "J-Rock identified" "Turell Baylor's murderers to you." "So let me tell you what will happen now." "You will give us that list of names." "If it is written down and on your person, you will put it in my hand." "Now!" "So much for the conscience of the justice system." ""Ricky-Rock..." ""C-Jazz..." "Deloin, and Lil Bugsy."" "So, Chief, last year, after Turell died," "C-Jazz and Deloin went to Vegas for three days." "Hotel bill -- $6,000." "Okay." "Ricky-Rock, who's J-Rock's brother -- says a lot about these people -- bought his mother a brand-new car." "And last night, after his brother was shot to death, booked a trip to New York." "Seven nights at the London, Chief." "Reggie Moses had $10,000 put on his books by Lil Bugsy's dad, a former 110." "Reggie Moses had $10,000 Okay." "uh, Lieutenant Provenza, would you please organize the takedown of these boys?" " Uh, okay." " Uh, sure." "Uh..." "Okay." "Um..." "Uh..." "All our suspects are out on parole." "Shocking, I know." "So we don't need warrants to search their houses." "We'll pick them up in separate cars." "And -- and if you can find any reasons to arrest their parents, their brothers or their sisters, bring them in, too." "It's time to stop playing patty-cake with these assholes." "Chief." "Are you going where I think you're going?" "I need to finish my conversation with Mr. Evans." "Without back-up?" "You just sent out your entire squad." "They can't know." "You're not gonna try and arrest Marvin Evans by yourself, are you?" "I'm not gonna arrest him at all, Captain." "Excuse me." "Mr. Evans." "Sit!" "Sit!" "Sit." "Sorry about that." "They probably smell my cat." "Or your gun." "I-I was wondering if I might have a moment of your time." "Come on, boys." "Easy." "Oh, my." "You're a long way from home." "Not so far." "I can see my house from here." "Can I get you something to drink or something?" "No." "Thank you." "It's nothing personal." "Don't get excited." "I'm not gonna hurt you." "But I don't want you to hurt me, either." "And even though you gave me that nice warning today, you could still be wearing a wire." "So, yes, I am a long, long way from where I grew up." "But, uh..." "But that's home." "This place?" "It's just an investment." "I'm all business now." "Dope is over." "You're not reading me my rights, either?" "No." "So, what, are you an idiot?" "Or does that accent just make you sound like one?" "Going after the killers of Turell Baylor?" "You catch those guys, one of them might roll." "You have to know that." "You're in more trouble than I am." "Those boys didn't kill Turell or J-Rock without permission, and that did not come from me." "J-Rock was about to expose you." "Do you know that?" "You're treating him like a victim, but J-Rock was about to make a victim out of you." "I have no choice." "Goldman breathing down my neck -- if I don't seriously investigate J-Rock's murder," "I could end up looking even worse." "Besides, you didn't off J-Rock for me." "He was ratting out his friends, any of whom could have turned on you any minute." "You're the one who said we had common interests." "Only because you ordered a hit on Turell Baylor." "That's when all my trouble started." "Oh." "So, tell me." "What do you think should have happened to Turell?" "He shot Charlie Niles to death and his little grandson over a beer." "You wanted him to walk?" "Now, I know you didn't want that because of how you let him go." "Nah." "Nah." "See, you knew Turell had to die as much as I did." "And what about his twin brother, Ty?" "Huh?" "Home on leave from Afghanistan." "Shot to death in a parking lot with two other army rangers just because looked like Turell?" "Ty and his friends -- did they deserve to die because of what happened to Charlie Niles?" "Don't talk to me about Charlie Niles." "Okay?" "You don't know nothing about Charlie Niles." "I mean, in a place where you had to steal to pay for baby's diapers..." "He gave them away." "When we didn't know if there was gonna be food on the table in the morning, that old man " "That old man helped us survive." "And not just me, either -- but my mother, my friends, our neighbors." "And what did you people do when Charlie got shot dead?" "Nothing." "Everything that happened after that " "J-Rock, Ty, them soldiers -- everything -- it happened because you people didn't give a damn about Charlie Niles!" "And I wonder if Charlie would be proud of how you paid him back -- killing all those people." "Is that what Charlie would have wanted?" "I told you -- don't talk to me about Charlie." "Now get up." "Get up." "You're leaving." "And you are going to stay out of my way while I finish up our "common interests."" "Reggie's in prison for the mistakes he's made," "Turell and J-Rock are dead, and when Goldman is gone -- as you pointed out, is necessary for both of us -- then our little partnership will end." "You don't have to thank me later." "Just don't come back." "I won't." "FBI!" "Against the wall!" "Well, we've made all our arrests." "And Ricky-Rock is a-talking." "He's also left-handed, Chief." "Ricky-Rock shot his own brother in the back?" "Mm-hmm, it's probably why he wasn't surprised by the notification." "Yeah, when the boys found out that the FBI had established a wire in Marvin's condo, it was like a competition to see who could get their story out before he made his own deal." "Well..." "No one can say we didn't follow up on Turell Baylor, all the way to the bitter end." "Well, not so bitter, though we are at the end of things, finally." "Okay." "Pardon me, gentlemen." "Chief Johnson, this agreement is really beneficial to all parties involved." "I don't know that you even need to read it." "Oh, I think she does." "Well, she can if she wants to, but she's been dropped from the suit." "I have?" "Yes, you have." "And the good people of Los Angeles will be paying Mr. Goldman a million-dollar assessment." "Which won't even cover my expenses." "Oh, what about clearing my name in court?" "Look, listen " "I know this is maybe not everything you were hoping for, but you're off the hook for any damages." "Well, I-I don't care what the city or the department decides," "I don't agree with this." "Well, it doesn't matter whether you agree or not, dear." "You're no longer being sued, so we can settle without you." "And in return, we're agreeing not to bring charges of misconduct against Peter here, or working to have his law license revoked or causing him any number of the 10,000 perfectly legal problems I'd just love to throw his way." ""The Johnson rule"?" "What the hell is that?" "!" "Oh, didn't they tell you?" "To satisfy my concerns, and those of my clients, and to make sure that they don't re-file using other legal representation, your attorney and the Chief of Police " " All right, shut up!" "The Johnson rule is essentially -- it's a silly, obvious special order that Goldman wants that says the L.A.P.D. cannot knowingly release a suspect or witness into a hostile or dangerous environment." "It's -- it's no big deal." "How could you let this happen?" "Putting my -- my name on a special order like this makes it sound like I did something wrong!" "I just solved the murder that I was accused of planning." "How could you let this happen?" "!" "I'm sorry." "I just saved you from a civil rights action that could have cost you your career and everything you own." "And this is the thanks I get?" "No, no, no." "Here's the thanks you get." "You're fired!" "And if it's no big deal, why not call it the Pope rule?" "Or -- or -- or the Raydor rule?" "It's disgraceful!" "You're selling me out!" "What did I tell you?" "My God." "The ingratitude." "It's shocking, isn't it?" "All right, you..." "Seriously, shut up." "Chief..." "Don't talk to me right now." "I know you wrote "refused" on the settlement." "I know it's not your fault, but I just don't want to talk about it right now." "Don't talk, then." "Listen." "I know this didn't end the way we wanted, but right now, considering the list of suspects he gave us, there is a chance that Peter Goldman will be in danger the moment he leaves this building." "So what do you want me to do about that?" "So..." "Ask Goldman to reveal his leak inside of Major Crimes nicely." "And if he refuses, well..." "Order him protection whether he likes it or not." "That is the right and honorable thing to do." "It's "the Johnson rule," Captain." "Thank you." "== sync, corrected by elderman =="