"In the criminal justice system the people are represented by two separate yet equally important groups, the police who investigate crime and the district attorneys who prosecute the offenders." "These are their stories." "Hi." "Nice to meet you." "You guys ready?" "You excited?" "Yeah!" "What's wrong with her?" "Damn it!" "Well, that's not how you do it." "No worries, Kristin." "Take a mulligan." "Can I have some water, please?" "I'm not giving up on us." "Call me back." "Yeah, his hand was all over my ass." "I just passed Kristin Halstead, the golfer." "I heard she lives here." "No." "That's Michael Wie, idiot." "The guy I met at the gym last month." "I dumped him." "Well, he's a liar." "Weird." "The water from the sprinklers looks red." "Oh, my God." "Libby?" "Libby, don't freak me out." "Are you okay, honey?" "Are you there?" "Libby!" "Detectives, victim's name is Kristin Halstead, 26." "She lives on the other side of the courtyard." "She's some kind of pro-golfer." "Kristin Halstead?" "She won the LPGA Championship when she was 19." "Ladies' golf?" "Casey's into it." "Better action than the men." "Tonight was the first time I saw her." "I came around that corner, we almost bumped heads." "She was on her phone." "You see anybody else in the courtyard?" "No." "I almost never see anyone here." "Okay." "If you think of anything else, you give us a call, okay?" "First blow to the temple knocked her down." "Second and third finished the job." "A couple hits went wild, broken branches, shattered light fixture." "The killer was lying in wait." "Let the neighbor walk by." "Kristin was targeted." "Nearest and dearest always makes the job easier." "Boarding passes, hotel receipts." "Looks like all she did was travel to tournaments." "No condoms, no sign of love life." "A cup with milk by the bed." "She had insomnia." "This might be why." "Unpaid bills, collection notices, barely 20 grand in savings." "Eight years in the pro circuit." "LPGA, break even at best." "She needed money." "Maybe she borrowed some from the wrong people?" "Let's ask the man taking 15% off the top." "Kristin didn't have a personal life." "She was on the road 50 weeks a year." "This is totally shocking." "We know that she had money issues." "Money's always an issue on the ladies' tour." "They see what men make in prizes, endorsements..." "Something was keeping her up nights." "Maybe fans or stalkers." "Not that she told me." "But she did seem off her game lately." "How so?" "I set a meeting late Tuesday night, with a sponsor," "Kristin showed up an hour late." "She was a mess, her shirt was torn." "She say what happened?" "She overslept, jetlag, and she caught her shoulder on the car door." "And I asked her what was wrong, she wouldn't say." "Blunt force trauma." "That's the easy part." "Weapon's trickier." "See the grooves on the skull?" "Maybe from a decorative knob at the end of the weapon." "What about these bruises?" "They look like finger marks." "They are finger marks." "Definitely pre-mortem." "How pre?" "I'd say within a week." "I've never seen a car door with fingers." "GPS on her phone should tell us where she was Tuesday night." "Give or take 50 yards, here she was 9:00 to 11:00." "Swanky digs for a rendezvous." "Maybe she had a personal life after all." "Excuse me, sir?" "You recognize this lady from last Tuesday night?" "Maybe you parked her car?" "She wouldn't let me." "I asked 10 times." "What was she doing?" "Just sitting in her car, texting." "Right over there." "I went off shift." "She was still there." "Excuse me." "She had a good view of the entrances." "Maybe stalking somebody." "Stalking and texting." "How did people work out their crap before cell phones?" "Your girl made 12 calls and sent 15 text messages between 9:00 and 11:00, mostly to her parents, or her agent." "I'm assuming this gets juicier." "Five of the texts were to a no-name throwaway cell and she also received two texts from that same number." "All of which were deleted from her phone." "So we subpoena the service provider." "Any ID on the throwaway?" "Nope." "But every couple of weeks, the throw away was making calls from a different golf resort," "Alabama, Arizona, Hawaii." "These courses are all stops on the tour." "Another golfer." "Love it." "That narrows it down to a couple hundred pros." "These calls from Vegas, in September." "Mmm-hmm." "The tour wasn't in Vegas in September." "There was a celebrity poker tournament at the Bellagio on Labor Day." "Casey and I watched it on Bravo." "Very romantic." "Here we go." "Actors, comedians, and sports stars." "Including Chip Jarrow." "The Chip Jarrow, the golf superstar?" "Married golf superstar." "What a tragedy about Kristin Halstead." "How well did you know her?" "Barely." "She's a great player." "Nice girl, too, I hear." "Hey, baby, you should lie down soon." "Doctor wants you to rest that knee." "Okay, honey." "I'll be in in a minute." "Okay." "Can you tell us where you were last Tuesday night?" "I got to tell you guys, when I'm not on tour, I just lose track." "This cell phone number, this yours?" "Let me put it another way." "If I dial that number, would we hear a phone ring somewhere in your house?" "Oh, yeah, that's, um..." "That's a throwaway phone." "I use them all the time." "To duck the press, fans." "We traced texts to and from Kristin to your number on Tuesday night." "Why was she contacting you?" "She was asking me about my endorsements." "You know, career advice." "Advice?" "You said you barely knew her." "You think that I was hooking up with Kristin Halstead?" "You're kidding, right?" "It was a pretty open secret that she played for the other team." "She liked girls?" "That agent of hers did a good job of keeping it out of the press." "These rumors dog the LPGA." "Lesbians running wild." "We get you're trying to protect Kristin's reputation." "I am trying to protect her legacy." "Or your cut of her legacy." "Look, whatever Kristin did in her own time, I didn't want to know." "Did she go to girlie bars?" "Okay, maybe." "Specific girlfriend?" "I got nothing." "Disclaimer noted." "Anything ever happen you looked the other way?" "Last month, Palm Desert Invitational." "Kristin asked for an all-access pass, for a friend." "Here." "Carly Morris." "She was in the gallery." "After that, I can't say." "But Kristin shot three under par that day." "Did you know Kristin Halstead?" "Yeah, I knew Kristin." "So creepy, her getting killed." "You two romantically involved?" "Kind of pervy you asking, isn't it?" "We had sex." "Want to know what we did?" "I'll use my imagination." "Usually when there's been a murder, the significant other comes forward." "We weren't significant." "I spent that one weekend in Palm Desert, maybe saw her five times after that." "She was way more into it than I was." "Tuesday night, where were you?" "I had a dance class." "What about Friday night?" "Out with friends." "We'll need their numbers." "Where do you work, Carly?" "I'm a student." "I study design." "And I waitress a bit on the side." "Low rent apartment, low paying job, a lot of goodies lying around." "A thank-you note from a personal shopper at Bel Rouge." "Maybe she can tell us about Carly's sugar Daddy or Mommy." "Carly Morris is a loyal customer." "With expensive taste." "She must run up a hefty bill." "You're asking me to disclose personal financial information?" "We're asking for help in a murder investigation." "You seem like a woman who does the right thing." "Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't." "You don't need to work me, Detective." "Okay." "Who's buying her the high-end goods?" "A married guy?" "Married woman?" "They're all men." "Different one every week." "And don't ask me for their names." "Let me guess, you work on commission." "Turns out Carly Morris is not registered as a student at any institute of higher learning in Southern California." "Her line of work, you don't need a diploma." "Kristin also was in love with a hooker." "If the STDs don't get you, the blunt force trauma will." "Kristin was calling Carly Morris at all hours the past two weeks." "Maybe Carly's the one Kristin was waiting on outside the hotel Tuesday." "Assuming Carly was there on business." "You run Carly through Vice?" "Yeah." "They don't have her and she doesn't pop up on any escort sites." "She could have a pimp or a driver." "If Kristin was interfering with their business, maybe the pimp took her out." "Carly did have one legit job." "She paid withholding on income from the A.K. Lounge, high end club downtown." "Jerks flashing cash and the women who love them." "Always a thrill to hear how you're spending your evenings, Detective." "Check if anyone at this club was setting up Carly's dates." "Tuesday night, some B-lister had his hand up my skirt for, like, a half an hour." "It's like he lost his car keys up there." "Makes it tough to do your job." "That is the job." "What about Carly?" "Was she getting friendly with anyone that night?" "Yeah, we don't gossip." "It's like a code so Carly wouldn't want me telling you." "Huh." "Carly wasn't so nice about you." "She said you were the slut, not her." "Mmm-hmm." "I'm just not a hypocrite." "Did she say Tuesday night was my idea?" "How about you tell us what happened?" "Okay, so Carly says some A-lister in the VIP lounge wants to play four square and she needs back up, so we go to his suite..." "Which hotel?" "The tall, round one off the 405." "Yeah, we know it." "So it's me, Carly, Natie and this guy, supposedly major, who I don't even recognize." "You remember his name?" "He made us call him "Ace."" "He's like an old white guy, almost 40." "Thanks." "He pay you with a credit card?" "I'm not a hooker." "He did send a Kooba bag the next day, just a nice gesture." "Uh, can I go?" "I'm losing tips." "So far, Carly's lied about her job, Kristin, and her dance class on Tuesday." "Juggling three girls, I'd like to meet Ace's choreographer." "I'd like to meet his pharmacist." "No 40-year-old's that busy without a pill." "No, sir, Carly's not here." "Her landlord says she packed to go home." "And isn't that her car out back?" "Yeah, well, you can't talk to her." "She's a nervous wreck." "Your daughter could be in real trouble." "Someone she was close to was murdered." "If she talks to us, we can help her." "She hasn't done anything wrong." "Mr. Morris, do you know how your daughter makes a living?" "Serves drinks to rich guys." "Hey, if those numb nuts want to lay down 1,000 buck tip, more power to her." "Yeah, and it's not like she's going to be a waitress forever." "One of her friends down at the club got her a public relations job." "Which friend?" "Did she say?" "No, but it was for some company's retreat in North Carolina." "Greenville." "They flew her out." "Caviar all the way across the country." "I think we're done with the questions." "There's no caviar service anymore, even in first class." "Maybe her friend had access to a private jet." "And flew Carly to Greenville for a little one-on-one R  R." "FAA should have the flight plan." "Intelogue, one word, got it." "They file a passenger manifest?" "Okay, thank you much." "Flight from John Wayne to Greenville, leased by Intelogue Investment Services in Irvine." "Look who their new spokesman is, good old Chip." "Definitely, that's Ace." "Carly say anything about her relationship with him?" "She said he might be the one." "Who is this guy anyway?" "He's one of the best golfers in the world." "It's completely outrageous, my client being dragged out of her parents' home in handcuffs, charged with prostitution." "We had to get her attention." "First of all, she's not a prostitute." "She's in love with Chip Jarrow." "Oh." "Is she in love with Kristin Halstead, too?" "Carly's the victim here." "She was led on by a powerful man." "Save it for Chip's lawyers." "Fine." "Carly, tell them what you know." "Kristin and I dated briefly, but I'm not a lesbian." "She was way clingy." "She know about you and Chip?" "She knew I met Chip last month at the A. K. Lounge." "I told her it was serious." "She wouldn't accept it." "Did she ever threaten to expose your relationship to Chip's wife?" "She knew that wouldn't work with me." "Last Tuesday night, when you were with Chip, did you know Kristin was downstairs in the parking lot?" "Yeah." "She kept texting me." "Later she told me she tried to talk to Chip." "What'd she say happened?" "Chip would never hurt anybody." "All right." "She's said enough." "Her lawyer's not going to screw up the chance for hush money from Chip." "So he was cheating." "Big leap to murder." "How about the deleted text messages from Kristin's phone?" "Tech Services just got them off the server." "Two weeks ago, the first text from Kristin to Chip," ""I know what you're doing."" "Meaning she knew about Chip and Carly." "Chip texted back, "Don't know what you mean."" "Yeah, yeah, here on Tuesday, Kristin to Chip," ""U r a fraud!" "" with two exclamation points." "This is from Wednesday, after she confronted him outside the hotel," ""U won't get away with it."" "Chip texts back, "So what?"" "Oh, and this is nice," ""Everyone will find out u r a dyke."" "Must be the career advice Chip was talking about." "Two days later she was dead." "Go talk to Mr. Jarrow about these texts." "Wake him up if you have to." "Little late for a pool party." "You son of a bitch!" "They're not playing Marco Polo." "I hate you!" "Come on, honey!" "Come on, honey!" "Hey, hey, drop it!" "You son of a bitch!" "It's not what it looks like!" "Drop the club!" "We're okay, right honey?" "We're okay." "Yes." "Yes." "Requesting an RA unit at 459 Amalfi Drive." "What happened?" "Uh..." "I took a pill and must have been sleepwalking, and fell in the pool." "Pretty stupid, huh?" "God, it's a good thing that Monica saw me." "I grabbed a golf club and" "I tried to pull him out." "You fell in the pool and your wife was trying to save you?" "Pretty crazy, huh?" "I almost drowned." "Honey, are you okay?" "Yeah, crazy." "We weren't fighting." "I love my husband." "I understand." "You were angry." "What was it about?" "A woman?" "Carly Morris?" "Detective, our marriage is rock solid." "Monica wasn't angry." "Just scared." "You're married." "I get it." "Things get misinterpreted." "Between you and Kristin Halstead, last thing you needed, right?" "Kristin thinks you're stealing her girlfriend." "You know, I really don't remember." "Last week, Friday night, can you tell me where he was?" "He was home all night with me." "Mom, you okay?" "Everything's fine, sweetheart." "Yeah, but you're all..." "You're all wet." "Luke, go back to bed." "We know you talked to her at the hotel Tuesday night." "Somebody tell you that?" "I want to hear your side." "You know, Detective, my head hurts like all get-out." "Let's try an easy one." "Friday night, where were you?" "I'm Mr. Jarrow's attorney." "He's done answering questions." "This is a police matter." "We walked in on a domestic assault." "That's totally not what happened." "Oh, man, you're bleeding." "Is my client under arrest?" "Is his wife?" "Then I'm asking you to leave." "Monica must have found out about" "Chip's par-three with Carly and company." "The way she swings a five iron, she should be on the tour." "Evening, Counselor, show's over." "I caught the highlights over the scanner." "Domestic disputes involving murder suspects always get my attention." "You get anything before the cavalry showed up?" "The usual West Side cover story." "Slip and fall into the pool." "Mrs. Jarrow alibied Mr. Jarrow at home the night of the murder." "Well, not even Superman can be in two places at once." "So bust his alibi." "The guy's got more phones than pockets." "If we can get a hold of his other numbers, we can pinpoint his location on Friday night." "I'll get you a subpoena for the numbers, but make it count." "We're hunting big game here." "Might only get one shot." "Thank you." "Tell us why you were the last person your boss called Friday night." "Right before he went off the grid and turned off his phone." "I might have talked to him, but I didn't see him." "I was home all night." "Except your cell phone was bouncing off towers all the way to Hollywood, right to the same block Chip was at." "You met up with him, didn't you?" "Come on." "Chip's a buddy." "Convince us you and your buddy didn't end up at Kristin Halstead's place." "Whoa." "We didn't kill anybody." "You're not convincing us, Doug." "Okay." "He wanted me to hook him up." "What?" "You're his condom caddy?" "He's a public figure." "He needs me to front for him." "We drove around, lined up the girls." "Then I booked a room at the Thompson." "I picked up the key for him, and then I left him there, and I got a cab back to my car." "What time was this?" "9:30." "Do you know Kristin was threatening to expose his cheating?" "If she was, he'd have just paid her off like every other woman." "He had his wick out, they had their hand out." "His girlfriends, even his wife." "What do you mean, his wife?" "That's confidential." "If you think holding out on us is going to help your buddy..." "Monica busted Chip for screwing around 10 years ago." "Her lawyer made him tear up the pre-nup, draft a post-nup." "Post-nup?" "Anytime Chip's caught being a dog, she gets a million bucks to stay in the marriage and to keep her mouth shut." "For Chip, that's the cost of doing business." "What about for her?" "You'd think all that cash, she'd chill." "She hates Chip's guts." "If Chip's wife already knew about his infidelities, he wouldn't kill Kristin to protect his marriage." "Maybe she was threatening something more precious." "What did she text him?" ""You're a fraud." "" "You won't get away with it."" "Her computer shows searches for Adidas, ATT, Intelogue." "All Chip's endorsements." "Maybe she was going to expose him to his sponsors." "Hundreds of millions down the drain." "That's motive." "What about his alibi?" "His caddy left him outside a hotel." "He had his cell phone turned off for three hours." "He could have been anywhere." "Get a search warrant for the house." "You might want to get your husband." "He checked himself into rehab yesterday." "He's a sex addict." "At least that's what they're calling it." "Partner, in here." "That look like dried blood to you?" "You drag my client out of rehab?" "He was in the middle of treatment." "And he can go right back just as soon as he tells us why the murder weapon was found in his master bath." "I have no idea what you guys are talking about." "Look, Kristin Halstead was unhappy with her career." "She made threats, but my client didn't kill her." "So where was he Friday night?" "I had a social engagement." "With another woman." "Two women." "Actually it was three." "What is it with you and the foursomes?" "A golf thing?" "We'll get you the ladies' names." "No more questions." "Between Chip Jarrow and Tiger Woods, the sex rehab industry's covered." "Three women." "Three women who've probably been paid off to back up Chip's story." "The murder weapon tells its own story." "No prints on it." "The dried blood belongs to Kristin." "There should be blood on the plastic wrapper, but there isn't." "The weapon was put back in the wrapper dry." "SID find Kristin's blood anywhere else in the house?" "Uh-huh." "On the floor, under a tarp, in the pool shed." "The killer hid it there first." "Then after the blood dried, the killer moved it, to where we'd find it." "Chip's bathroom." "Someone's trying to frame him." "The wife who hates his guts." "If Kristin blew his endorsement deals, the wife had as much to lose as Chip." "And if he goes to jail, she gets everything." "Before we bring her in, they have a 16-year-old son living in the house." "He'll know if his mother was home the night of the murder." "I said I don't know anything." "It's just a couple questions." "Any time you want to stop, we'll stop, okay?" "Thank you." "We figured you must be worried about your dad." "He can take care of himself." "How are you handling it?" "It must be pretty tense around the house." "You mean my mom and dad fighting?" "I'm used to it." "Like the other night around the pool?" "Yeah." "My dad's got girlfriends." "He doesn't care about us." "All he cares about is getting laid." "Is that why your mom was angry that night?" "That golfer that got killed, my dad was banging her." "Where'd you hear that?" "Your mom?" "Uh, I don't know." "I mean my dad, he was all mad." "He called that golfer a bitch." "We want to ask you about Friday night, two weeks ago." "Who was home?" "Me and my mom." "Dad went out." "Okay." "What about your mom?" "Did she go out too?" "No." "Why are you asking about my mom?" "Wait, wait, you think she..." "Luke, did she leave the house?" "You got it all wrong." "Okay?" "I mean, didn't you find..." "My dad is the evil one." "Didn't we find what?" "Luke, did you put the towel bar in his bathroom?" "Luke, don't answer that." "He can answer that." "I don't want you to say anything." "We're going to take you to the police station, we'll call your parents, have a lawyer meet you." "What are you doing?" "He's 16." "It's one thing to talk to him as a witness, the minute he made himself a suspect, game over." "You do realize he's guilty?" "Yes." "And until he gets with a lawyer, nothing he might tell us is admissible." "Are you pulling back because of who his father is?" "I don't care if this kid's a 16-year-old gang banger from Crenshaw, we don't talk to him without a lawyer." "If the boy is not under arrest," "I'm going to take him home to his parents." "Take him." "Come on." "Nice work, Counselor." "The kid was good to go." "She did the right thing." "Now search warrants, his bedroom, school locker, computer, any place he has access to." "Impound his car, bicycle, even a skateboard." "Ethics are nice, but I would rather have a judge throw out a confession than not have any confession at all." "The next time a suspect wants to talk, you let him talk." "No searches for Playa Vista on his GPS." "He went low tech." "A mailing list, from some charity event with Kristin Halstead's address circled." "You people are crazy." "He's just a boy." "Where are they taking him now?" "To a holding cell, until his arraignment this afternoon." "He's innocent, for God's sake." "If anyone killed that woman, it was Chip." "Another one of his gold-digging skanks!" "Ferocious mom." "I'm not so sure about her maternal instincts." "Mailing list with Kristin's address was for a PGA-LPGA benefit for the Starbeam Foundation." "Mom co-chaired the event." "Luke could have hacked into her computer." "Or Mom gave him the mailing list." "You're charging him as an adult?" "He's barely 16." "Old enough to drive himself to his victim's home and bash her head to a pulp." "Of course, if he acted under the influence of an adult, that would mitigate the charges." "What adult?" "Luke, who gave you Kristin's address?" "Who are you accusing?" "His mother." "Lay off my mom." "We didn't kill anybody." "The bastard did it." "This skank, this gold-digging skank was going to mess things up, so he killed her, okay?" "Luke, take it easy." "There's your answer." "Luke, let's go." "Stanton." "Thank you." "Gold-digging skank." "Took the words right out of his mother's mouth." "Cops find any actual evidence of her involvement?" "No direct evidence." "Just this." "From Luke's private blog on Facebook." "Quote, "He's like my Mom says, a whore-chasing pervert."" "And here," ""My mom had to have all the couches cleaned" ""because she said Dad got his filthy whore-juice all over the cushions."" "She poisoned his mind." "The cops also found this on his computer." "An arrest report." "Three years ago, Luke was picked up for vandalizing his father's new Ferrari." "With a baseball bat." "Monica knew he was violent and kept feeding his hatred for his father." "I wish we could charge her." "I have a friend who spent the last year in a custody battle." "His lawyer came up with an interesting concept." "Parental Alienation Syndrome?" "What the hell is that?" "In layman's terms, Your Honor, it's one parent brainwashing a child into hating the other parent." "In this case, hating to the point of committing violence against the parent." "That forms the basis for charging Mrs. Jarrow with murder." "She convinced her son to kill, and therefore is guilty as an aider and abettor." "We will present expert testimony that the violence does not need to be directed at the target parent." "It can be directed at someone or something the parent loves, such as a mistress, or a car." "We will also show that Luke Jarrow acted under the mistaken belief fostered by his mother, that his father was sleeping with the victim." "Your Honor, whatever the merits of this theory of parental alienation," "I doubt whether it was designed for criminal matters." "There's always a first time, Mr. Simms." "Mr. Dekker, I'll allow you to proceed against Mrs. Jarrow." "But I won't rule on the admissibility of parental alienation until I hear your case." "Parental Alienation Syndrome is a disorder in which a child is indoctrinated by one parent to become estranged from the other parent." "In my opinion, Luke Jarrow suffers from this syndrome." "He exhibits unambivalent hatred toward his father, while being very attached to his mother, the alienator." "We've heard evidence of Luke describing his father in the same terms used by his mother." "Is this typical?" "Yes." "In parental alienation, the child often uses the exact same words as the alienating parent." "We've also heard evidence that Luke murdered Kristin Halstead." "If Luke hated his father so much, wouldn't he have killed him, instead?" "In my opinion, Luke is psychologically incapable of murdering his own father." "He would do the next best thing, kill a woman he believed his father was in love with." "Parental Alienation Syndrome isn't recognized by the American Psychiatric Association, is it?" "No, but PAS has been recognized by the courts." "In child custody cases." "How could Luke have PAS if he lives under the same roof as his father?" "I admit, this case is atypical." "To say the least." "No more questions." "Redirect, Your Honor." "Dr. Coburn, to your knowledge, isn't it a fact that Luke's father has been away from the home" "48 out of the last 52 weeks?" "Yes." "That's correct." "So in many ways, this is a typical case after all." "Thank you." "I don't need my mom to tell me what to think about Dad." "I've lived with him for 16 years." "I have my own ideas." "Give us an example of that." "When I was nine, I wanted to be a golfer, like him." "I begged him to play with me, but he always put me off." "And then one weekend, he had a charity tournament in Vegas, and he took me with him." "I was so psyched." "I had a new set of clubs." "We had lunch in the bar." "The waitress was flirting with him." "And my dad said," ""I'll be right back."" "So I sat by myself." "Manager offered to take me to the pool or the video arcade." "I said "No, I'm going to wait for my Dad." "We're going to play golf."" "I sat in that bar for six hours and he never came back." "Thank you, Luke." "Your witness." "Luke, you said you form your attitudes based not on what your mother tells you, but on what your father says and does, is that right?" "Right." "Now, you told the police that your father was having sex with the victim, Kristin Halstead." "Do you remember that?" "Yeah." "How do you know they were having sex?" "Did you see them together?" "No." "I heard my dad tell my mother." "Now, we've heard testimony from people who knew Kristin that she had relationships exclusively with women." "We even have a text from your dad threatening to expose her as a lesbian." "I don't care." "He said they had sex." "When did you hear him say this?" "Some argument he was having with my mom." "Did you actually hear him, or did your mother tell you that's what he said?" "And Luke, you are under oath." "I don't remember." "They were always fighting about his skanks." "His gold-digging skanks." "Do you remember calling them that?" "Yeah." "Where did you hear this expression?" "I don't..." "I don't know." "How about, "Whore-chasing pervert"?" "I don't know." "People's 32, Your Honor." "Downloads from Luke's Facebook." "Quote, "He's like my mom says, a whore-chasing pervert."" "You get a lot of information about your father from your mother, don't you?" "I guess." "Yeah." "What about, "Mom told me I couldn't go in Dad's new car" ""because he uses it to drive his sluts around."" "You remember writing this?" "Yes." "It's from a statement you gave the police when you were 13." "Tell us why you were talking to the police." "Because I smashed up Dad's car." "Smashed it up with a baseball bat, your father's new Ferrari." "Objection." "Relevance." "The police counted 54 separate hits." "You were a very angry boy, weren't you?" "Mr. Dekker." "No more questions, Your Honor." "I've always tried to shelter Luke from negativity." "I know how important it is for a boy to look up to his father." "Of course, he's smart." "He knows what's going on, and that makes him angry." "But I never encouraged that." "And I never wished Chip or anyone else harm." "Thank you, Monica." "You found out 10 years ago that your husband was cheating on you, cheating serially?" "Yes." "But we stayed married." "We tried to work it out." "In fact, you and your husband signed a post-nuptial agreement, an agreement under which he pays you a million dollars outside of community property for each instance of infidelity you uncover?" "Yes." "But I agreed to stay in the marriage because I love Chip." "You also agreed to keep his infidelities confidential." "Yes." "Because if they became public, it would damage his image and threaten his business interest, correct?" "It would hurt our family." "So, when Kristin Halstead threatened to expose his affair with Carly Morris, that was more than just a threat to your husband, that was a very real threat to you and your lifestyle, wasn't it?" "We would have dealt with it." "Chip would have paid her off." "But she didn't want money, did she?" "They all want money." "Who?" "The other girls he's paid off?" "Like Ladonna Brenner, a bartender?" "Amy Moran, a cocktail waitress?" "Sybil Gardini, a fitness instructor?" "Yes." "All of them." "I have a dozen more photos." "I don't need to see those whores." "Were you aware of your husband's appetite?" "That he needs sex constantly?" "Threesomes, foursomes?" "I know he's a pig!" "A filthy pig." "And you say this in front of your son." "He knows what his father is." "He knows it." "Mr. Dekker, however angry Monica Jarrow is, however she's poisoned her son's mind, it doesn't rise to criminal liability." "I'm going to instruct the jury to disregard all testimony regarding Parental Alienation Syndrome." "Your Honor, PAS is my case against Monica Jarrow." "You should let the trier of fact, the jury, decide if..." "I decide what facts the jury will consider." "PAS is off the table." "Your Honor, if PAS is off the table, then it cannot be considered to reduce Luke Jarrow's culpability." "So the jury should not be instructed as to the lesser included charge of manslaughter against him." "The jury should only be instructed as to murder." "Your Honor, that is not fair." "The jury should be given the opportunity of finding Luke guilty of the lesser charge." "Half a loaf, Mr. Simms." "Manslaughter instructions are withdrawn." "As your last instructions before you conduct your deliberations, you are not to consider Parental Alienation Syndrome as a factor in determining culpability." "The only offense for you to consider will be the sole count of murder." "Oh, this could backfire." "He's 16." "The jury could balk at 25-to-life." "It's not about what the jury will do." "Mr. Simms says Luke could get life in prison." "We'll do whatever we have to, just tell us." "You want a plea bargain for Luke?" "Yeah." "Not unless someone's willing to share the weight with him for this murder." "Otherwise, no deals." "Right." "It was me." "I drove Luke to Kristin's, gave him the weapon." "Hell, I killed her myself." "Whatever you need." "Chip." "I can't have my son go to prison." "He's just a kid." "They'll kill him in there." "I did it." "It was me." "You'll have to plead guilty in court and you'll serve time." "Yes." "For my son." "Will I get a chance to talk to Luke?" "I just want to explain some things to him." "We can do that." "And your son will know how much you really do love him." "Oh, no." "You do not get to swoop in and be the hero." "I was the one." "I helped Luke." "I told Luke Kristin was a threat to our life together." "I gave him the address." "I put him in the car, and I shut my eyes until he came home with blood on his clothes." "Oh, my God, Monica." "That woman was a threat." "Maybe you were willing to risk everything." "Not me." "God, all these years..." "Being humiliated." "Don't." "No way I was going to let that lesbian ruin it all." "Luke was a minor." "I thought even if he got caught, he'd only get a few years." "I was the one there for him." "I'm the one that he loves." "Not you." "I understand you've reached an agreement." "We have, Your Honor," "Monica Jarrow will plead guilty to manslaughter." "Luke Jarrow will be recharged as a juvenile." "Don't do that..." "Shh." "In that case, this trial is over." "The defendants are remanded." "No bail." "It's better this way." "I promise." "Okay." "Wait." "Wait." "Did he make you do this?" "No, baby." "Did he make you do this?" "It's okay, Luke!" "It's okay!" "Mom!" "I hate him!" "I hate you!" "I hate him, Mom!" "And it's a beautiful shot for Chip Jarrow." "What a comeback." "Whatever else you might think of Chip Jarrow, he still swings a big club." "It hasn't affected his game." "Guess that's all he has now." "It's all he's ever had."