"Adele Crawford and her son," "Roger." "Found dead in their Los Feliz home seven years ago." "Says here her husband was on a plane to China for a business trip at the time of death." "But he had filed for divorce." "And after his wife and kid were found murdered, he didn't have to pay alimony or child support." "And he remarried four months later." "Any signs of forced entry?" "That should be right here." "Uh, wait a minute." "There should be a whole nother box." "I must have left it down in records -- damn." "Oh, uh..." "Good morning, Chief." "Good morning, everyone." "Don't stop working on my account." "The Closer 6x12 High Crimes Original Air Date on December 13, 2010" "I don't remember Chief Thompson ever coming down here." "That's because he didn't." "Mm-hmm?" "Oh." "Chief." "Chief Delk." "What a surprise." "What can I do for you?" "Over the last two months, 11 medical marijuana dispensaries have been robbed at gunpoint." "Mm-hmm." "And robbery/homicide is no closer to finding the perpetrators than they were on day one." "Mm." "Apparently, they're finding it hard to care about this little crime spree." "Which is why I'm now assigning their investigation to your division." "Oh, uh, you may not be aware, but, um, we just picked up a case from Chief Pope." "The Crawford murder's seven years old." "It can wait a few more days." "You really think these robberies are that important?" "Armed robberies." "They may not have the violent impact of some of your regular cases, but if we don't stop them soon, they will." "Hey." "This is nothing new." "Every incoming Chief tries to be hands-on... till he gets caught holding a bomb." "We know the pattern -- one Chief centralizes everything..." "Then the next one tears it apart." "Major Crimes could be on his hit list." "Weren't you going down to records to get that box you forgot?" "I'm going." "I'm going." "There's an awful lot of material here." "But the basics never change." "The same three guys using the same M.O. At each dispensary." "Uh, you're not concerned that we will be playing catch-up with robbery/homicide?" "Robbery/homicide, counterterrorism," "Major Crimes " "I've always had my doubts about these specialized divisions." "People standing around waiting for a crime that matches the name of their department." "And with our hiring freeze," "I need every work hour to be well spent, even if I have to move people to do it -- like, say, uh, you." "M-me?" "Move me?" "Move me where?" "I like to have people in their proper places." "You, for example, would make an excellent Assistant Chief of Operations." "That's Will Pope's job." "And I'd like someone with more hands-on experience in his position." "We may have elite divisions, Chief Johnson, but we don't have elite problems." "My idea of a major crime differs from that of Will Pope." "So now we're doing robberies?" "Armed robberies, Lieutenant." "11 in a row by the same 3 men." "That doesn't sound like a major crime to you?" "Now, let's take a look at the pattern." "Our 3-man team, all wearing motorcycle helmets, hits a medical marijuana dispensary once every three to four days." "So we're due right now, Chief." "Yeah, they target dispensaries with light security -- they rush in in the morning before customers get in their way." "I have video up of the last robbery." "Our robbers wait just out of view of the security cameras until someone comes out, then they go in." "The two with pistols cover the staff." "Then the third comes in and covers the camera with gold spray paint." "Why wait for someone to leave?" "Why don't they just enter directly?" "Most marijuana dispensaries have electronic security doors that only unlock from the inside." "And you know this because..." "My mom has a prescription for pot." "Oh." "What's wrong with her?" "Insomnia and glaucoma." "I-I have to guide her to the door sometimes." "Ever buy anything?" "How do you think he got the name "Buzz"?" "Very funny." "No, Lieutenant, you can't shop for pot unless you have a prescription from a doctor and a photo I.D." "And, uh, does your mother claim that this maryjane actually helps her?" "I don't know, but she sleeps all the time, and she doesn't complain anymore..." "Uh-huh." "...About anything." "Well" "Okay, so their pattern is every three or four days." "What else do these 11 stores have in common?" "Other than free love and patchouli oil?" "Um, Chief, they're all cash heavy and with lots of inventory." "I mean, after each robbery, the dispensaries are reporting losses in the five figures and 10 to 15 pounds of pot missing." "What's the street value of medical marijuana?" "$5,000 to $20,000 a pound, and there are always buyers." "Hmm." "Better than robbing a bank." "And I've checked all the witness statements, Chief." "And even though our robbers were wearing motorcycle helmets, no one actually saw a motorcycle leave the scene." "Okay, so all the victims of these robberies " ""victims"?" "!" "Don't you mean "drug dealers"?" "Lieutenant, these dispensaries are considered legal by the state." "We are sworn to protect them." "Bull." "Hey." "What happened to our cold case?" "Uh, Chief Delk put it back in the freezer." "And he assigned us to a string of armed robberies at marijuana dispensaries." "Oh?" "Anyone tell Pope?" "Delk is changing the definition of Major Crimes." "He's blurring the lines between you and robbery/homicide, and not only that, he's targeting me, too." "Well, he won't fire you." "He could demote me to Commander, which cuts my pension and puts me at the same rank as Taylor." "That can't happen." "Well, do you have any outside offers?" "Uh, yeah, some." "Yeah, New York, Chicago -- all private sector." "Better money, of course." "But nothing here." "I can't move out of state with my kids unless their mother goes, too." "Why are you asking me about my other offers?" "Did Delk say something?" "Did he outright offer you my job?" "Why would you even say that?" "Because he likes you..." "Obviously, and taking you off a case that I gave you -- that's a pretty clear indication my time at the L.A.P.D. has come to a close." "Regardless, it is imperative that your division clear up these armed robberies." "Why?" "A failure in a case like this would be just the excuse Delk needs to break up Major Crimes." "Which, right now, is a vital part of my résumé." "Yeah." "Come in." "Excuse me, Chief." "Uh..." "We have another robbery at a dispensary, and this one came with a murder." "Of course it did." "Uh, we'll handle this." "We will." "Chief." "Hey, Chief." "Gold spray paint." "Just like the other robberies." "Well, our 3-man team, all wearing motorcycle helmets, busted in here an hour ago." "That sad sack over there in the corner, that's Sam Dodson, co-founder of this little weed stand." "Commander Taylor, would you babysit" "Mr. Dodson for a moment, please?" "Thank you." "Commander Taylor..." "Lieutenant Flynn, one name on the sign-in sheet for today " " John Park." "Maybe he's the man who let in our robbers." "I'll go find him, Chief." "Thank you." "Uh, Chief, here." "Watch -- watch --watch the glass, huh?" "All right." "Now, there was no camera found in this room, which means at least they were smart enough not to tape their drug deals." "The body?" "Right in here." "Meet who used to be Shea Collins." "Chief Thomas Delk." "What in the hell is he doing here?" "Shh!" "Chief." "I told you this was a major crime." "And you were right." "You were going to tell us about the victim, Lieutenant." "Right." "Shea Collins, Chiefs." "Um, 36 years old." "Co-owned this dispensary with Sam Dodson, who is in the lobby." "Two shots -- one to the chest, one to the head," "Collins goes down here." "9mm casings over here, and the shooter was standing right..." "Here." "Excuse me, Chief." "No." "Excuse me." "I should have put you on this case days ago." "My instincts were right." "My timing was wrong." "I'm sorry." "Uh, no need to apologize." "The M.O. is the same as the other robberies?" "Uh, yes..." "Except for the murder, which you predicted." "I'm gonna head in and, uh, talk to the witness, see what he has to say." "Pardon me, sir." "Chief, Sam Dodson, the co-owner." "Um, I'm so terribly sorry, Mr. Dodson..." "And I know that this is a bad time, but could you walk us through what happened today?" "Yeah, we opened at 11:00 a.m., and right after our first customer left, three guys wearing motorcycle helmets jammed guns in our faces." "One of them took the money, and the other two went in the stockroom." "And I was on the floor, facedown on the ground, uh, like they told me." "But Shea -- he just went crazy." "He was screaming, fighting." "And, uh..." "They shot him..." "Twice." "I did nothing to help him." "What did the robbers take from the store today?" "Um, $50,000 cash, and we normally keep about 20 pounds of product on hand." "Chief." "Found this flier on the front desk." "Thank you." "I know the police think we're all a bunch of stoners." "I have an MBA, okay?" "Shea was a cannabis expert." "I mean, that's why people came here -- for Shea's Lounge." "What the hell is that?" "Shea's Lounge?" "Uh..." "Shea's Lounge -- it's our showpiece strain." "Nobody else had it." "It's a 40% indica, 60% sativa hybrid." "It's like a cross between Skywalker and super skunk with a little ruderalis thrown in to reinforce the thc content." "Shea created it." "Did he apply for the nobel prize?" "Um..." "It says here, "beware of anyone" ""coming in at night," ""talking on their cell and browsing for a while" ""without buying anything." "They'll be back the next morning to rob you"?" "W-why?" "Is that a problem?" "Well, this is information the L.A.P.D. didn't have." "If the robbers were casing stores -- it was just a theory that Shea came up with by talking to other dispensary owners." "I always thought he was being a little paranoid, but..." "I guess that's what happens when you're under attack with no police assistance." "Oh, wait a minute, Mr. Dodson." "The L.A.P.D. has handled this case seriously from the beginning." "Thank you, Commander." "Why don't you go tell the press what I'm gonna tell Mr. Dodson?" "We have Major Crimes, our most elite division, working this investigation, and we will solve this case." "Uh, Chief Delk, in order to make good on that promise," "I'm gonna need two things -- and that is a forensic botanist and a sealed crime scene." "You want to seal this place and post an officer outside 'round the clock?" "That seems drastic and expensive." "Well, I'm trying to do what you want, which is solve this case in a hurry." "So I need someone who can distinguish between different strains of marijuana." "I also need a sealed crime scene " "Fine." "Fine." "Mr. Dodson..." "I'm sorry, but you're not going to have access to your store for a few days." "You're using this tragedy as an excuse shut us down." "Oh, please." "The L.A.P.D. has already wasted enough time protecting you hippies and your maryjane." "Lieutenant Provenza!" "Lieute" "I'd like to speak to you for a moment, please." "Did you just say "hippies" and "maryjane"?" "Yes, I did." "How old are you?" "Six Chiefs and counting, which is how I know that if you deal drugs, you vastly increase your chances you'll end up dead." "I'm low on sympathy here." "That's too bad." "Because as of now, you're the L.A.P.D. Liaison to the medical-marijuana community for the rest of this investigation." "What?" "And I expect you to meet with the dispensary owners this evening and educate them about today's events." "You can't be serious." "Do I look high to you?" "We think this might be the guy checking out the stores before the robbery." "Entered last night." "Used a fake name to sign in." "Talks on the phone." "Didn't buy anything." "He's practically wearing a burka." "He looks Caucasian." "Generic clothes." "Probably not a gang member, Chief." "If he's casing the place, his phone may be on video mode." "But I can't enlarge it enough to see." "He's probably photographing the placement of the security cameras." "Buzz, could you get to the robbery footage, please?" "Yes, ma'am." "I'm sorry." "They never shut off the cameras." "I have to fast-forward through the whole night." "Can we watch both videos side by side?" "Okay, there." "Pause." "The guy from the night before is the same physical type as our spray painter." "And he's wearing the same cowboy boots." "So the flier's right." "This man cases the store, and then, the next morning, he's the first one in and sprays the cameras." "And here's the footage from the exterior camera." "Pause it there." "This is our guy from this morning's sign-in sheet, John Park, opening the door for the robbers." "Chief." "Lieutenant Flynn picked John Park up at his house about an hour ago." "He's 27 years old and temps as a graphic artist when he...works at all." "What's going on in there?" "Well, Lieutenant Provenza is briefing the dispensary owners on today's events." "See, Provenza?" "A lot of them aren't hippies." "Yeah, well, I promise you, Tao, in every one of their closets, somewhere, there's a tie-dyed shirt." "Uh, which interview room is Mr. Park in?" "Neither...apparently, Mr. Park wanted some...snacks." "Lieutenant, is he..." "As a kite." "Great." "Hi!" "I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson, L.A.P.D." "No, thank you." "Um, may I ask you why you need a prescription for medical marijuana?" "Anxiety." "I used to be, like, tense." "And was there a cause for this stress?" "Oh, yeah." "A year ago, I was managing a Kinkos." "And then I got laid off." "Thrown back into the rat race." "Couldn't sleep." "A-and what brought you in to the dispensary this morning?" "Oh, I woke up feeling..." "Blah." "I just wanted to grab a brownie and put on my thinking cap." "I was gonna get three, 'cause I really wanted to relax." "But Shea said that half of one would do the trick, and I shouldn't be wasteful." "But it was just so delicious." "I went outside, and I ate the whole thing." "God, Shea is dead!" "What is that like?" "He threatened to kick me out once." "He was a cool cat, though." "He invented Shea's Lounge." "Shea's Lounge." "Get it?" "Like The thing." "What I'm most interested in is what happened after you left the store." "Mm." "I went across the street to get a sandwich." "Mm-hmm?" "It was a Turkey and avocado." "I sat on the curb to eat it." "Oh!" "And..." "It had cilantro." "Will you forget the sandwich?" "We're interested in the guys with the motorcycle helmets who you let in the store on your way out." " Oh, the guys with the motorcycle helmets." " Yeah." "Well, what about them?" "You saw three men with motorcycle helmets run right past you." "Did you not find that odd?" "I just thought they were safety conscious." "It is kind of weird that they were wearing helmets in the car, though." "You saw them leave in an automobile?" "Yeah, uh, an old one." "It was orange, like a big ball of fire." "Those guys were in a hurry, too." "Ohh!" "And gunshots." "Loud!" "Okay." "You know what?" "I'm gonna ask you what may seem like a really stupid question." "There are no stupid questions." "Oh, thank you..." "So much." "Uh, did you get the license plate off the car?" "What car?" "The orange one, that looked like a big ball of fire." "Oh, you saw that, too!" "Oh..." "Did you get the plate or not?" "!" "Yeah." "Yeah." "I got the plate." "It said..."California."" "Uh, pardon me." "Chief, one of the so-called dispensary owners says that a guy came into his store tonight, was looking around while he was talking on his phone, then he left without buying anything." "But their M.O.'s every three or four days." "I know that, Chief." "I know." "That's the reason I showed the owner the surveillance tapes we had from last night." "Positive I.D., wearing exactly the same hat and glasses." "Okay." "They're escalating." "First the murder, now they're breaking the pattern." "Tomorrow morning, they are going to rob that store." "What's this all about?" "First, I'm gonna tell you something..." "That will make you happy." "Mm-hmm?" "Your forensic botanist has been requisitioned, and we're flying him in from Washington for your murder." "Oh." "Next..." "M gonna tell you something that will make us both happy." "Mm-hmm?" "I heard, from a very reliable source, that Delk..." "Offered you the job of Assistant Chief." "Congratulations." "What's wrong?" "Well, champagne's for celebrating, and there's nothing to celebrate." "Joel!" "Joel, that food's not for you!" "For heaven's sakes." "I don't know who your reliable source is, but Delk didn't offer me Will's job." "Really?" "Because my reliable source is Delk." "Well, then, he's not as reliable as you think." "You know, if it weren't for Will bringing me out here, we wouldn't even be married." "I..." "I think a little gratitude would be nice." "Are you kidding me?" "That's like saying you and I wouldn't be together if my ex-wife hadn't divorced me." "You want to give her a call and say "thanks"?" "I would never call Elaine in a million years." ""Cindy." "Cindy." For God's sake, my ex-wife's name is Cindy." "I don't even know anyone named Elaine!" "Well, whatever Delk told you," "I'm not even in contention for Will's job until I arrest three homicidal robbers." "Yeah, that's not what Delk says." "Well, who are you gonna believe -- me or Delk?" "Hmm." "Why do you want me in Will's job so badly anyhow?" "Because I don't want you chasing robbers and other heavily armed criminals anymore." "And if you were Assistant Chief of Operations," "I wouldn't have to spend so much time worrying about you -- like I will all day tomorrow while you're staking out some pot shop, waiting for a bunch of murderers to strike again." "Why can't you let the undercover detectives handle this?" "Because I want these guys alive, and S.I.S. shoots first and asks questions never." "And I'll be sitting in a surveillance van the whole time anyhow." "And the surveillance van is gonna be parked three blocks away?" "Ah -- and the surveillance van is going to be parked -- oh, for heaven's sakes." "The surveillance van will be parked three blocks away." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Can we move the van a little closer?" "Not without going inside." "Okay, Buzz." "L.A.P.D. appreciates you letting us use your store for public-safety reasons." "We shouldn't be here too long." "Oh, looky here." "Well our witness was right." "All right, look sharp, everyone." "We've got company." "Thank you, Lieutenant." "Let's keep our guests comfortable." "Detective Sanchez, go ahead and open the store." "Lieutenant Tao, you're up." "And now Tao's gonna show us if his theory about our robbers using an innocent customer to let them in is true." "You guys ready?" "Ready as we're gonna be." "Uh..." "I think we have a problem." "Detective Gabriel, buzz him in." "But be careful -- he could be one of their crew." "Ben Schwartz." "Ben Schwartz." "Welcome to Kind Buds." "Come on back." "Thank you." "Ben -- it's not -- uh, do I have to type in his full name?" "Does it matter if he's a Benjamin or a Bennett?" "Here." "Let me." "No, no, no, no." "I should do the typing." "Chief, I do this all the time." "Just give me one second." "Okay?" "What's better -- the razzmatazz or the gypsy's dreams?" "The razzmatazz flips you upside down and bends your mind with color." "You know what I mean?" "But the gypsy's dreams -- it's more like..." ""I'm going to the supermarket," ""but really I'm on an epic journey of self-discovery" kind of ride." "Huh." "Yeah, but they -- they -- they both get you pretty high." "Oh, look at that." "Okay, no criminal record for Mr. Schwartz, so he's most likely not part of their crew." "Lieutenant Tao, go ahead and exit the store." "His helmet is on, so they'll be coming in on the next exit." "When our innocent bystander," "Mr. Schwartz, comes out, make sure you get him out of harm's way." "Will do, Chief." "Customer is on his way out." "Here we go." "Get on the ground!" "Okay, okay, okay!" "All right!" "All right!" "All right!" "Aah!" "Get down!" "This better not be like yesterday." "We're here to see it's not." "This place is aces!" "Oh, my God!" "This stash is huge!" "Come on." "Come on, guys." "Come on!" "Get the car started!" "First suspect's leaving." "Go, go, come on." "Okay, wait for it." "Wait for it." "Ohh." "Go, go, go." "Careful, careful." "Get down!" "Show me your hands!" "Oh, that was really well done, everyone!" "I think we're good!" "I hear congratulations are in order." "Who'd you hear that from?" "Commander Taylor." "How else do we hear about anything in this building?" "Just back from ballistics with the guns the robbers were using." "And I'm afraid I have bad news." "The guns don't match?" "Oh." "I'm afraid I have really bad news." "Here, Chief." "Take this." "Chief Delk?" "Please take mine." "Not to worry." "Just a little demonstration." "Hey!" "Hey!" "It's Tao." "He could give us a warning next time." "The window's fine." "Look!" "Window's fine!" "The guns are fake." "The guns are fake!" "Oh, Chief Delk." "Transition going well?" "Always a few bumps in the road." "Change takes time." "Well, I'm here if you need me." "Thank you." "I'll keep that in mind." "Oh." "Uh..." "Somebody mentioned there were some complications with the ballistics on Chief Johnson's murder investigation." "The main complication was not putting Major Crimes on the case earlier." "Ah." "Well, now that you've altered their charter, that shouldn't be a problem again." "Anyway, you're right." "Ballistics don't match." "But a forensic botanist confirmed the killers possessed a small amount of Shea's Lounge." "That's a unique plant sold only at our victim's store." "So I don't even need to hear these guys say they did it." "Well, you may not, but Chief Johnson will." "All right, our spray painter's name is A.J. Clark." "And he had no rap sheet up until today." "He's been unemployed for 18 months, but before that, he worked as a prop master, so he'd have access to dozens of different guns through different armories serving the film industry." "The other two guys with the fake guns are unemployed stunt men " "Greg Lapham and Lou Wilson." "Between the two of them, a couple BE's" "And an assault." "Look." "They've been mirandized." "We have enough evidence to book them all for murder." "Yeah, but not to make it stick." "One of them had a real gun yesterday, and I need to find it." "Line them up, please." "You got it, Chief." "Hello, Greg." "I'm deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson." "I want a lawyer." "You're sitting right here." "Lou, I'm Deputy Chief -- one word..." "Lawyer." "I want one." "I-- stop!" "Just listen." "Before you say anything, you should know that your friends are being very cooperative." "There's three of you, and I got one deal to cut." "Do you want it or not?" "The other guys are..." "Talking?" "At this very moment." "And how I file against y'all with the D.A." "depends on which one of you is the most truthful." "Mr. Clark..." "How well do you trust your partners?" "Because unlike them, you were caught blue-handed, and Detective Sanchez and Lieutenant Flynn are interviewing them right now." "How's your interview going?" "Good." "How's yours?" "Good." "How do the three of y'all know each other?" "I worked props on a tv show " ""Cop Lawyer, M.D."" "And Greg and Lou did stunts." "We all thought it was kind of a lock." "Lasted two episodes." "A year and a half later, I still wasn't working." "Then Greg and Lou called me." "I knew it was all their fault." "I could tell from the way they were behaving." "And they're blaming it all on you." "What?" "You're kidding." "Saying it was all your idea -- the robberies." "I told my whole division that you were mostly just along for the ride." "Am I wrong?" "N-no!" "No, you're right." "That's your cue." "They're the ones who came to me wanting to get prop guns." "Said they'd figured out a way to make some money." "God." "And I agreed to go along with it." "So stupid." "Oh, don't be so hard on yourself." "You were desperate..." "Unemployed..." "Afraid." "They took advantage of you." "They did, didn't they?" "Making you case all the stores, forcing you to leave first during the robberies in case anyone was waiting outside." "Aah!" "Don't say nothing till our lawyer gets here." "They talked me into doing nearly everything for them." ""Oh, you're the prop master." "You should make all the fake I.D.s."" "What's he doing?" "He's talking." "Hope he doesn't say anything about murder." "So stupid." "Murder?" "What murder?" "I even had to sell most of the pot we stole, myself." "Mr. Clark -- may I call you A.J.?" "A.J., I need the truth about what happened yesterday." "I...cased the place like usual..." "And was, like, thrilled to see how little security they had." "I mean, do you know what Shea's Lounge is worth on the street?" "I mean, they were practically giving it away." "So we thought, "why not take it?"" "I'm not talking about the robberies." "I'm talking about the murder." "Now, you weren't carrying a gun." "So was it Greg or Lou?" "The guns were fake." "We didn't murder anyone!" "They were fake!" "You invoked your right to counsel." "We can't talk to you about anything until your lawyer gets here." "Then we disinvoke or -- or uninvoke!" "Yeah." "I hope it's not too late." "Too late for what?" "!" "This is a mistake!" "We didn't murder anybody!" "Those were prop guns!" "Those guns were fake!" "That's not makeup..." "A.J." "And this..." "Is not movie magic." "If the guns were fake, how did someone get shot?" "Look, uh..." "I..." "I-I want a lawyer." "Shut up!" "Chief, we got them to revoke." "But it's the same old lies." "Why won't you guys believe us?" "!" "When you rob 13 dispensaries at gunpoint and you murder someone, you kind of lose your credibility." "You want me to believe you?" "Tell me the truth." "Now." "We didn't murder that guy." "We used fake guns." "Okay?" "We always use fake guns so it won't count as armed robbery." "You know that's not true, right?" "Uh, don't treat me like an idiot." "I worked on a law show for two years." "Must not have been a very good one." "Listen to me, you morons." "In California, it counts as armed robbery if people even think you have a gun." "Luckily we're not charging you with robbery." "We are arresting you both for murder in the first degree." "Look -- the second we saw that stock room was empty, we booked, okay?" "The guy was alive when we left." "Okay." "Same old story." "You're both under arrest for murder." "Let's go." "What?" "!" "No!" "You're making a huge mistake!" "Aah, aah, easy!" "You'll see those guns were fake!" "We didn't do a thing!" "Once we search their places, find that gun..." "If we find the gun." "...We got them." "There's no way a jury won't convict." "You should be happy about this, Chief." "Happy?" "Why should I be happy?" "'Cause Delk is over the moon." "But he also told me you didn't stop by his office to discuss your promotion to Assistant Chief." "All right." "You know what?" "I'm just gonna say it." "I don't like Will Pope." "He still has feelings for you." "That's ridiculous." "That is absolutely not true." "Fritzi, please don't." "You are the only one who doesn't see it." "And you know what?" "Not only do I not like that you work with him," "I don't like it that you're spending more time worrying about what Pope wants than what I want." "Well, that is absolutely not true." "No?" "No." "When it comes to work, I spend most of my time wondering what I want, and you and Pope just don't enter into it." "And since you just told me something that you don't like, here's something I just hate." "And that is when my husband tells me who I should be working with." "No, wait a minute." "This is not what I'm doing here." "That is exactly what you're doing!" "And -- and you're telling me what job I should want..." "When I'm happy where I am!" "And the best way for me to hold on to my job is for Will to hold on to his." "Well, that's not gonna happen." "I know you've always thought of yourselves as partners." "But let me tell you something -- Pope is out." "And you don't want to push him over the cliff, the extra money isn't worth it to you -- that's fine." "But eventually you are gonna watch Pope moving all of his stuff out of his office, and Delk might replace him with someone you can't stand." "How would you feel if Taylor was sitting behind that desk instead of you?" "Huh?" "Have you ever thought about that?" "Moving all of his stuff out?" "Huh?" "I..." "Do you really think Will still has feelings for me?" "Yes." "Well, I'll think about how to deal with that." "I promise." "May I borrow your glasses?" "Yes." "Uh, yeah, Detective Gabriel." "Would you call, uh, Mr. Dodson, please?" "Let him know that..." "We can unseal his crime scene in about two hours and give it back to him?" "And I need a search warrant." "Thanks." "I believe this belongs to you." "Ohh!" "Ohh!" "Oh, for heaven's sakes!" "You all right?" "Get down!" "Hey!" "Stay down!" "Freeze!" "Freeze!" "Get up!" "Get up!" "Aah!" "Put your hands behind your back!" "You have the right to remain silent." "I didn't do anything." "I'm innocent." "You have the right to an attorney." "You can't do this!" "This is entrapment!" "...One will be appointed to you by the state." "Do you understand these rights as they have been read to you?" "Detective, could you..." "I told you this was a bad idea!" "Yes, I know you did." "Thank you so much for reminding me." "I can't -- could y'all just figure out some way to get me down?" "Thank you so much." "Mr. Dodson?" "Do you understand these rights?" "Y-you guys have this all wrong." "Shea hid our stuff up there." "No, Mr. Dodson, you put it up here, because you knew you were going to be robbed." "How would I have known that?" "Because you saw the robbers come in and case the store, just like Shea said would happen in the flier." "But you couldn't get your inventory out, because the security cameras were on all the time." "And how would you have explained that to Shea?" "No, you told him you put it up here, to protect it." "Lieutenant." "Here you go." "Drop it." "Ah." "Aha!" "Then, when the robbers left emp-handed, you shot your partner and made a big score." "No, no." "Shea shot himself." "Twice?" "And then hid the gun in the attic?" "I don't think so." "Okay, what possible reason would I have to kill Shea?" "Maybe because he was talking people out of buying more than they needed..." "And undercharging for Shea's Lounge." "Maybe he cared more about the people who came here and less about sales." "Chief..." "I hate to say this, but I don't think we're gonna be able to get high enough." "Lieutenants Flynn and Provenza, would y'all please charge Mr. Dodson for murder in the first degree, with the special circumstance of financial gain?" "A-and let Chief Pope know that I'll be up to see him just as soon as I get down." "Will do." "Yeah." "Come on." "Let's go." "Chief..." "You're gonna have to jump." "Yeah." "Really?" "We'll catch ya." "We're gonna -- you jump on 3." "All right?" "So you're gonna go 1, 2..." "Then you're gonna jump." "All right?" "Here we go." "1, 2... 3!" "Oh, for heaven's sakes." "Chief." "I heard the good news." "Very impressed with all of your work." "Love turning the case over to the D.A." "With a bow on it." "Uh, if I may, Chief, that's two bows." "Hmm." "Major Crimes also collected their three armed robbers." "Thank you, Commander." "I stand corrected." "Great work on both cases." "And you're never gonna believe this." "The killer turned out to be a guy..." "Who sold drugs." "Is that so?" "Yeah, oh, yeah, yeah." "A-and get this." "The murderer said he did it because his partner wasn't commercial enough." "I know." "I know, it's shocking to find drug dealers shooting each other over money." "Next thing you know, husbands will be killing their wives for being unfaithful." "What a world." "Okay." "Don't let me hold up your work." "Will you excuse me?" "Chief Johnson." "What are you doing here?" "Uh..." "I-I wasn't completely honest with you yesterday." "About?" "Chief Delk." "He offered me your job." "I see." "I'm not going to take it, but I thought you should know that he's looking to replace you." "Well" "Thanks -- thanks for the heads-up." "So..." "Now we know for sure." "I guess that's it, then." "You're not going to fight back?" "Fight back?" "Brenda, I think at this point, it's either jump or be pushed." "What do you want me to do?" "Don't jump." "Not yet." "Why?" "I need you." "I need you holding the line on this reorganization." "I don't know how we'll manage without you." "Okay." "I'll stay." "I'll..." "I'll see it through to the bitter end." "Well, thank you." "I appreciate that." "I do." "And do you realize that's what it's likely to be?" "A bitter end." "Well, we'll see, won't we?"