"Okay, move it out." "All right, everybody, listen up!" "I need all background to move to extras holding, trucks are wrapped, and company's on standby." "Hey, they're not for you." "Food will be provided for extras in holding." "Let's go!" "We're on the move, guys, on the move." "Yes, ma'am, this way." "Get those cameras on the truck, we're on the move!" "Is it her?" "It's Kirstin Keller." "She's in town doing a movie." "Production assistant found her." "It could be sexual assault." "Or robbery." "Place is trashed." "She's also missing a watch or a bracelet." "Got a tan line there." "Gotta be the only person in Detroit with a tan line this time of year." "It's spray." "She has a spray tan." "Smell it." "Smells kind of like a cookie or something." "Man, how do you know that?" "Robbery's possible, but why choose such a high-risk target?" "Famous actress, she's got dough." "Yeah, but on a secure film set with all these people around?" "I don't see it." "So that narrows it down to the couple hundred people or so working on the movie." "Who's in charge around here?" "Producer of the film is a woman named Alex Bergman and the director is Vaughn Prince." "That guy's a hack." "Which one is he?" "He did that one, Lions of Justice." "Oh, that was bad." "Terrible." "Let's talk to him anyway, all right?" "Listen up, guys, the mayor is very wound up about this one." "These productions bring a lot of money into the city and this is not the kind of press Detroit needs." "Dead actors bad for business." "Hey, Nanook." "You forgot your sled." "I hate this crap." "Come on, man, it's not that cold out." "Geez, I'm serious." "My people were not built for this kind of climate." "What?" "And I come from a long line of alpine skiers?" "You softer than a baby's ass." "I'm embarrassed for you." "Oh, man!" "What a way to go." "Judging by his feet, we have a dead male." "Possibly homeless." "Man, these places are death-traps." "I mean, it's dark, the floors are rotted through." "Guy takes a wrong step, falls down the shaft, into the water, body freezes when the cold spell hits." "Or he was pushed." "Who called it in?" "Uh..." "Jason Gabler and Laurel Whitburn." "They were in here urban exploring." "Yeah, they're lucky it's not one of them in this block of ice." "Look, we'll talk to them if you guys want to head up top." "Cut him out, boys." "Let's do it." "Kirstin's a major talent." "This film would never have been greenlit without her." "I wouldn't have signed on to direct this picture with anyone else." "She have problems with anyone on set?" "Crap." "It's the studio." "It's over." "Everybody go home!" "Damn it, Vaughn." "We don't know that, okay?" "My star is dead, Alex." "Excuse me." "Okay, I'll ask again." "Was Ms. Keller having trouble with anyone working on the film?" "Absolutely not." "Kirstin was a dream." "Total pro." "When she steps on to a set, the whole place lights up." "Honestly, she's kind of a bitch." "It's like Waco every time I gotta get her out of that trailer." "What time did you find her?" "She was out of makeup at 3:45, camera was set to shoot at 4:00, then we sat on our asses waiting for her, so, about 7:15." "Wait, you guys were waiting on her for three hours?" "Can't shoot without the star." "She was always pulling that diva crap." "90% of my job is getting her to set." "Everybody else was scared of her." "We've been urban exploring for a couple of years now." "These buildings are almost sacred." "I mean, look at this place, it's beautiful." "Oh, yeah." "Collapsing roofs, rotting floors." "It's stunning." "It's about exploration." "These buildings are like lost worlds waiting to be discovered." "It's a total rush." "We've hit factories, fallout shelters, insane asylums, seen some gnarly stuff." "Nothing like that, though." "Dude's a popsicle." "I saw him two weeks ago, but I thought it was a mannequin." "Body's been there for two weeks?" "Why didn't you call the police?" "I thought it was a dummy." "This time I got a closer look, so I called 911." "Look, any idea who this guy might be?" "Could be Spotlight." "Seen him here a couple of times." "You know his real name?" "No, we just called him Spotlight 'cause he always wore a headlamp like ours." "You ever see him with anyone?" "He was always alone." "Poor little guy." "I don't want to catch you guys doing this again." "You trespassed." "Against who?" "There's no one here." "He was bleeding before he went over." "He's got a sleeping bag, ropes, carabiners, even a portable stove." "Pretty well equipped for a homeless guy." "Stove's still hot." "Someone's been using it." "Did you see this?" "Rabbit." "He has it written all over this notebook, too." "Is there anything in there that'll help us ID him?" "No, just gibberish." "This guy was not well." "Hey!" "Go!" "Hey!" "Stop!" "Police!" "Don't move!" "Stop!" "Get on your knees!" "Get down!" "Knees!" "Down!" "Now!" "Put your hands behind your back." "Don't move." "Where'd you get this?" "He's biting me!" "Let me see that." "Did he break the skin?" "Bleeding." "Should I be worried about this?" "Some transient bit me, I'd be losing my mind." "Be down at St. John's demanding a full blood screen." "Hep C, HIV." "God knows what else." "So I should be worried about this?" "Oh, no, that's just what I would do, but I'm a total hypochondriac." "Get a tetanus shot, you'll be fine." "What can you tell us about our victim?" "He'll need to thaw before I can cut him, but there's bruising on the back and head." "We know he was bleeding before he fell over." "Probably from the lacerations inside his mouth." "Someone hit him pretty hard." "This guy's had some pretty expensive dental work." "If he's homeless, he hasn't been very long." "Well, maybe he's got some family looking for him." "We can match him to a missing persons report." "ID him like that." "Yeah." "All right, I'll go get started on that, you go get your shot." "You're a predator, aren't you, Mr. Grantham?" "I got a right to survive, don't I?" "You saw that young kid and all that nice gear he had and you thought," ""Hey, I'll just take it from him."" "I didn't kill him." "I wasn't even there when it happened." "I was at a shelter on Calvert." "When?" "A week ago." "I lost my bed, so I came back, he was already dead and froze." "So, what, you jus t left him there?" "What was I going to do?" "Bury him?" "I took his gear." "So what?" "If I didn't, someone else would have." "You had 80 bucks in your pocket, was that his, too?" "He had a camera." "I got no use for it, so I pawned it on Belmont." "You better hope it's still there." "You..." "You gonna undo me now?" "That cop you assaulted is a friend of mine." "Your ass is getting locked up." "Hey, look at the bright side, you got a place to stay for the winter." "Hey!" "Actress Kirstin Keller was found dead in her trailer this morning on the set of a major Hollywood movie filming in Detroit." "Details are still emerging, but DPD has confirmed they..." "Lieutenant Maureen Mason." "Mo Mason." "Lieutenant Mason is just fine." "You're an incredible story, Mo." "How's that?" "Young, beautiful, black woman charged with bringing peace to a racially torn, crime-ridden city, all the while raising two daughters best she can." "It's got everything." "If you say so." "Kirstin could've played you." "I'm black." "Oh, she could have done it." "She had that kind of range." "Mr. Prince, I'd like to ask you a few questions." "Whatever I can do." "How was your relationship with Ms. Keller?" "Good." "Professional." "Sorry." "Vaughn, would you like window or aisle?" "Aisle." "Yeah, it's gotta be aisle." "You going somewhere?" "Back to LA." "I got a wife and kid I haven't seen in five weeks." "Film's over." "Well, our murder investigation is just beginning." "So, you're gonna have to hold off on that flight home." "Studio again." "Hey, maybe you should just turn it off." "I can't because they'll know I'm avoiding them, so..." "Sit, please." "Alex, I gotta be honest here." "I mean, this woman was murdered, and you and your director seem more worried about your film shutting down." "Yeah, I'm sorry." "I want to help." "What can I do?" "Well, what can you tell us about Kirstin?" "Beyond her work." "Truthfully, I don't know." "Half the time, she was this shy, skittish little kitten, and the other half, I thought she was going to rip my face off." "I thought you said she was a dream." "Well, I mean, she just died." "I didn't want to be rude." "Guys, look, I'm sorry." "I wasn't that close to her." "But you know who you should talk to?" "Sara." "Who's Sara?" "Yeah, Sara Moore, her sober coach." "Her what?" "Her sober coach." "Kirstin was a world class coke-fiend." "Almost killed her career." "I can't believe you two didn't hear about it." "It was everywhere." "Not a big reader." "Yeah, voicemail." "Anyway, yeah, the insurance company made us hire Sara before they would cover Kirstin." "Without that coverage, the studio wouldn't finance the film." "What exactly does Sara do?" "Well, she would babysit Kirstin 24-7 to make sure she didn't dive head first into a pile of cocaine." "In fact, she should've been with Kirstin in her trailer." "Why didn't you tell us this before?" "Guys, I forgot!" "I mean, I'm getting killed here." "I've got the studio calling me every five seconds," "I've got a cast that's flipping out, I've got a director that just..." "You know what, I don't even care about the director." "But I've got a lot of moving parts." "Do you have any idea where Sara is?" "Uh..." "Paul could find her." "We're trying to locate Sara Moore." "Not a problem." "Kirstin would freak out if she couldn't find Sara, so I linked our phones." "Talk about cat fights, man." "What's that mean?" "Oh, Kirstin was always screaming at her in the trailer." "About what?" "Just a couple broads throwing down, man." "I don't know." "I couldn't make it out." "There you go." "It's accurate to about a quarter mile." "Cass and Burroughs." "Right." "And you're sure about those dates?" "Okay, great." "Well, tell him if he wants to press charges, to come down to the station." "We'll take care of it." "Okay, thanks for your help." "So, Grantham's alibi checks out." "He was at the shelter until last week when they kicked him out for robbing another tenant." "What's this?" "Spotlight's camera." "Nothing's there." "Memory card's missing." "Got an ID on our victim." "Ryan Cook, 23 years old." "His sister, Rachel Cook Jones, filed a missing persons report about three weeks ago." "Wow." "That's Spotlight?" "Yeah." "Kid comes from money, too." "Big-time Ann Arbor family." "How does a kid from this kind of background end up dead and frozen in an abandoned building?" "Ryan is Rachel's little brother." "Rachel and I have been together since high school." "So I've known Ryan since he was 10, 11 years old." "That little man was special." "And when did things change?" "His senior year of undergrad." "He was away in Boston." "One night, we got a call at 3:00 in the morning from campus police." "They found Ryan freezing cold in the middle of campus screaming out passages from the Bible." "He had a psychotic break." "We got him home and he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder." "That was three years ago." "It's difficult to see a loved one go through something like that." "Our parents died that year before in a car accident, plus the pressure from school, it was too much for him." "He was staying with us for a while, but he refused to accept treatment." "And we finally had to tell him," ""Till you want to get better, you can't stay here."" "When was the last time you spoke to your brother?" "About three weeks ago." "He called me asking for money." "Was that typical?" "No, he had never done that before." "We set Ryan up with a checking account and some money to live." "Should have been plenty in there, but when he called, I checked the balance." "It was overdrawn." "Do you think someone was taking advantage of him?" "I was worried, so I went to Detroit to see what was going on, but I couldn't find him." "And that's when you filed the missing persons report?" "Yes." "Do you know where Ryan was staying?" "The number he called me from was a loft in Corktown." "I went there, but nobody really gave me any answers." "We have enough to get started." "Really." "Now if you need anything, okay, anything at all, I want you to call me." "That's my cell phone on the back, all right." "We're going to sort out what happened to your brother." "I promise you that." "Somebody's in there." "Yeah." "Engine's still warm." "Whoa!" "She's up." "You okay?" "Yeah." "Sara Moore?" "What?" "Detective Fitch, Detroit PD." "This is Detective Washington." "We'd like to talk to you." "About what?" "Do you know Kirstin Keller?" "Everybody knows Kirstin Keller." "We're not asking everybody." "Yeah, I know her." "I'm her sober coach." "Bang-up job, Sara." "Bravo!" "Ryan was staying here for a couple weeks." "Unfortunately, I had to ask him to leave." "Why?" "He got weird." "Knocking on people's doors in the middle of the night, handing out pages of the Bible." "Made people uncomfortable." "His sister came by looking for him." "Said you weren't very helpful." "He asked me not to talk to his family if they came around." "He was afraid they were trying to lock him up or something." "You ever see him hanging out with anybody?" "Yeah, this French jackass, Michel." "He and Ryan used to go urban exploring together." "Aside from being French, what made him a jackass?" "Urban exploring is cool, but Michel was all about the Ruin Porn." "When these idiots come here to photograph urban blight, it's exploitation and it's bad for Detroit." "Right." "Pan the camera to the left, you see all the new buildings, too." "Exactly." "Detroit's coming back, but nobody wants to tell that story." "Anyway, Michel, he was pretty shady." "How so?" "He's rolling with a $5,000 camera, but for some reason Ryan is paying his rent." "And when he left, so did Michel." "Any idea where he went?" "Hopefully back to France, man." "I haven't had a drink in six years." "Thanks." "I can't believe she's dead." "Is that what drove you to drink?" "Being an alcoholic drove me to drink." "Kirstin was just a stressor." "God, it's like 1,000 degrees in here." "Your job as sober coach." "What does that entail?" "What does it entail?" "It just entails me leaving everyone I ever cared about in Los Angeles to move here and subjugate my life to Kirstin's, so she can shoot her movie." "You know, I kept her clean." "Where were you between 3:00 a.m. and 7:00 a.m.?" "Getting hammered in my car." "Listening to Lucinda Williams." "Yeah, but correct me if I'm wrong, you're supposed to be with Kirstin 24 hours a day." "Yep." "So, what happened?" "I'm lonely." "I want to go home." "Look, we know you two had a fight in her trailer." "She went off on me." "Why?" "Because" "I walked in on her and the director having sex, okay?" "And he's married, he's got a kid, he's a huge jerk." "And I told Kirstin, I said, you know, it was really unhealthy and destructive and if she wasn't careful she could relapse." "And that caused her to lash out." "She was insane." "Saying that she was in love with him, which she wasn't, saying she wanted to call his wife." "Again, insane." "I tried to grab the phone away from her, but she went ballistic." "So, I let her call." "Wait, so she called Vaughn Prince's wife?" "Yeah." "Told her everything." "Then she kicked me out and that's when I went drinking." "Kirstin was certifiably insane." "I knew she'd end up calling my wife eventually." "Well, then, why risk the affair in the first place?" "Because she's gorgeous and she was only crazy half the time." "Have you never wanted a woman?" "This isn't about me, okay?" "This is about you and Kirstin Keller." "Of course you have." "We all burn for someone." "What's her name?" "That's not germane to this conversation." "My God." "You're afraid to be known." "I am not afraid to be known." "I'm known." "I'm well known." "You're a fascinatingly odd man." "Nailed it." "And you, you remind me of a young Wes Snipes." "I'd love to see all three of you trapped together on a runaway train hurtling towards something symbolic..." "That fist in Hart Plaza." "What the hell are you talking about?" "I'm talking about a pitch." "We are talking about a homicide, and you've got as much motive as anyone." "Well, if that's your position, then I'm gonna need to call my lawyer." "Paul's got my BlackBerry." "Paul!" "I'm gonna go to the morgue." "He's gonna go to the morgue." "That's perfect." "Hey, where's your better half?" "She stopped by the morgue on her way back from St. John's." "She okay?" "Yeah, I think so." "Her blood screen came back negative." "You getting anything from Ryan's notebooks?" "Uh..." "I don't know." "Look, they're all dated like journals, right?" "Mmm-hmm." "But it's all just delusional ramblings." "All of it." "Every page." "Mostly about God and the Devil and then more stuff about a rabbit." "Yeah, rabbit." "He wrote that all over the wall." "He was in a lot of pain, that's for sure." "Anything in here about a Frenchman?" "Frenchman?" "Maybe." "He doesn't say French, but around the time of his death, he did write that his best friend" ""showed himself to be an emissary of the Rabbit,"" "which he believed was a demon or devil trying to steal his soul." "Could be the French dude who was mooching off him." "Well, somebody definitely was." "They tried to make a withdrawal from Ryan's account after he was killed." "Well, if this guy was urban exploring, he'll definitely be trying to break into abandoned buildings." "Yeah, I'll put out an alert." "Victim has severe lower spinal cord damage as well as a large cranial fracture consistent with a fall." "Also has a cracked orbital bone, probably from a fist or a blunt object, and I found this in his stomach." "He swallowed that?" "Yep." "And there's something in it." "Slice it open." "That's the missing memory card from Ryan's camera." "This would've been a bitch to swallow." "Bag it." "Do you understand anything that he's writing about?" "I don't know." "This is what he sounds like when he's manic." "His mind gets on a loop and he can't stop." "Now he mentions a rabbit or "The Rabbit" over and over again." "Seems to be some kind of a demon or devil." "Does that ring any bells for you?" "When we were little, Ryan would always say," ""Rabbit, rabbit," on the first of every month." "It brings good luck." "But after his break, he stopped saying it." "Never said it again." "I lost my brother a couple years ago, and I think about him every day." "My husband says I'm mourning Ryan the way he used to be before he was sick." "Maybe, now, he can finally have a little peace." "There he is." "Detective Fitch." "Detective Fitch." "What's the latest on Kirstin Keller?" "Are there any suspects?" "Is it true she was raped?" "Any word on the cause of death?" "Is it true that Vaughn Prince is a suspect?" "Can you give us a statement?" "No." "Are you getting pressure from City Hall?" "Thank you, Detective Fitch." "How's your big, fancy Hollywood case?" "These people, you know, they're a little nuts." "Well, I got you beat." "My guy swallowed a part of a camera." "I'm off to Central Photo now." "Do you think of me as fascinatingly odd?" "Yes, actually I do." "Why?" "Nothing, I'm just curious." "Oh." "You know about cars, right?" "Mmm-hmm." "Well, mine's been doing this thing where there's a rattle in the heater, but no warm air comes out." "What kind of car is it?" "Four door." "You don't know what kind of car you have?" "See, that would be an example of fascinatingly odd." "Okay." "I'll check it after work tonight." "Thank you." "Good night." "Good night." "Cause of death was ligature strangulation from the sash on her robe." "But if that didn't do it, the cocaine would've." "That degree of fenestration, you could drive a dump truck through her nasal septum." "Don't you read, Dr. Ward?" "Apparently, she used to have a major coke problem." "It was in all the magazines." "Oh." "Well, then call the tabloids 'cause she's still partying." "I've got residual powder in her nostrils and major inflammation in her nasal passageways." "She was with the sober coach 24-7." "She said Kirstin was clean." "Please." "There's no way she could hide that level of abuse." "Thanks." "Do not let that sober coach out of the building, okay?" "She's been lying to us." "You'll love this." "So, out of the blue, my dad emails me this chick's phone number and says," ""Good family." "Could be viable wife," with eight question marks at the end." "He setting you up?" "No, chick's in Calcutta." "He wants me to have an arranged marriage." "The rate you're going, it might be your best shot." "I don't know." "Takes all the sport out of it." "Worked for your folks." "Well, anyway, I told them, "Send me a picture."" "Then we'll see how viable she is, you know what I mean?" "I'm fat." "I'm fat." "How'd you let me get like this, man?" "That coat you're wearing is so slimming, I guess I didn't notice." "I like when you silently stare out the window." "It makes you seem complicated." "Like you got layers." "I just want to peel them all back." "I just keep thinking about this Ryan kid." "Yeah, I know." "Can you imagine?" "Your mind just turning on you like that?" "It's a shame, right?" "Anybody in your family ever crack up?" "Well, my grandfather shot himself." "They all said he was drunk, but I was sure there was something else going on there." "Sorry, man, I didn't know." "I had a crazy uncle, but everybody just called him spiritual." "Yeah, Longford." "Yeah, we're on the way." "Patrol picked up some photographer breaking into the old UA building." "French?" "For me?" "I didn't kill Kirstin!" "Then who did?" "I don't know!" "Did you score coke for her?" "No." "Then how was she getting it?" "A famous actress isn't going to walk down Schaefer looking for drug dealers." "She wouldn't tell me, okay?" "And I have no idea how she was paying for it, either." "She wasn't given cash for this exact reason." "I peed every week in a cup for her so she could pass her tests." "And that was wrong, but I swear to God," "I didn't kill her." "I just..." "I needed this job to work." "I don't know what's wrong with me." "I can't do anything right." "I tried to be an actress, okay?" "I totally sucked." "I got my real estate license..." "You need a water, Sara?" "All I had to do was keep her clean." "I don't deserve that." "You don't deserve your bracelet?" "Kirstin gave it to me to celebrate our sobriety." "She had one just like it." "We swore we'd never take them off." "I let her down." "That's the tan line." "How much is this thing worth?" "I had it appraised at 10 grand." "Okay." "We need to borrow this." "Sit tight." "I'll talk to Narcotics." "If Kirstin didn't have cash, maybe she traded the bracelet for drugs." "All right." "I'll get a photo of this to patrol." "I'm sick and tired of punks like you coming into my city, taking pictures of my buildings like you're on some kind of safari." "It's for a book of photography." "I don't understand this." "It's the collapse of a great American city." "Should this not be documented?" "How about I snap your legs off, take a picture of that?" "Shouldn't that be documented?" "What are you doing with Ryan Cook's bank card?" "I found it in a building." "You preyed on a mentally ill kid." "You drained his bank account, used his money to buy fancy camera equipment." "You even used his bank card after you killed him." "Now, that's cold-blooded." "I am innocent." "Dude." "You know what, man?" "This is gonna be a pain in the ass, right here, you know that, right?" "What do you mean?" "We got him dead to rights." "No, I mean after." "The UN, they're gonna get involved." "France is weird about the death penalty." "Ain't gonna come to that." "We'll just toss him in the hole with a couple of Schoolcraft brothers." "Yeah." "Detroit justice." "No, no." "Yes, yes." "Okay, okay, okay." "Fine." "I stole his card, okay?" "But I didn't know he was dead." "He was the one who attacked me!" "I took his photo, he went completely mental." "He grabbed my camera, he disappeared." "That was over a month ago." "It was the last I saw of him." "But somehow you got your camera back." "Well, his sister got it back for me." "When was that?" "Two and a half weeks ago." "She came looking for him." "I know the buildings where he likes to do his urban explore." "And so I made her a deal." "I tell her where he might be staying, if she promised to give me my camera back." "And she did." "Why would Rachel lie about finding her brother?" "Because she was there when he was murdered." "Thanks." "Who's this?" "Dorsey Gamble." "Narco dropped him off." "Popped him with a gram of coke." "Well, hooray for them, but this is Homicide." "Can you call those meatballs and clear this up?" "Why are you still cuffed?" "You tell me, man." "I didn't kill nobody." "You don't need those." "Lean forward, pal." "Detective Washington for Narcotics." "Sure." "Check it out." "Dorsey's wearing a woman's bracelet." "This is unisex, dog." "No, it belongs to a woman." "Where did you get that?" "Man, I..." "I don't even know." "Man, you took it off Kirstin Keller's dead body." "I guess you do belong in Homicide." "Hell, no." "Dude owed me money for dope." "So he gave me this instead." "I don't know nothing about no dead girl." "Who gave it to you?" "Some white boy over on Warren." "Paul Flynn." "Paul Flynn." "The production assistant." "You're the rabbit, Rachel." "What are you talking about?" "You are the rabbit that your brother was writing about." "His paranoia peaked the same time you were in Detroit looking for him." ""Rabbit" is a manifestation of you." "That's just a thing we used to say." "It could be anything." "My brother was confused." "Rachel." "I know you found Ryan." "No, I didn't." "You see this?" "It's called a time stamp." "It's 15 days ago." "Right around the time your brother died." "You were there." "Where'd you get this?" "He managed to swallow the memory card of the camera." "We were able to pull an image." "I filed a missing persons report, but they didn't take it seriously." "Eventually, I found him in that awful, empty building." "At first he tried to convince me that he was just urban exploring." "But it was obvious that he was living there." "Did you confront him?" "I told him I wanted to help him." "And then he went crazy." "He said I was using medicine to steal his soul and that he'd rather be dead than go back to a hospital." "Then, he walked towards the ledge and he just jumped off." "Your brother had a fractured orbital bone." "That means someone hit him before he fell." "Hard!" "A lot harder than you could." "Who was with you?" "I told Rachel not to go to Detroit." "She was just setting herself up for more pain." "But she went anyway." "I knew she would." "She was obsessed with this idea that she can fix him." "Did you go with her?" "No." "I didn't find out till after the fact." "She was a mess." "I can't stand seeing her like that." "So you went there to confront him?" "I want to have children with my wife." "But all she wants to do is take care of him." "I told her we'd tried that, it didn't work." "She just can't let him go." "Did Rachel tell you where to find him?" "Yeah." "I told her I was going to bring him back home." "Cameron, what happened in that building?" "The second I saw his eyes I knew that wasn't Ryan anymore." "He was something different now." "And I just wanted him to disappear." "Stop breaking my wife's heart." "So, I..." "I started hitting him." "And then I pushed him down the elevator shaft." "When I got back home, I told Rachel that I never found him." "But when you guys came knocking, she knew." "We never talked about it, though." "Take your shirt off." "What?" "I want to see your bare torso." "Well, that will not be happening, sir." "Skin up, Paul." "We're going to see it when we book you, anyway." "We already know you were supplying dope to Kirstin." "Dorsey copped you out." "Off!" "Well, I'm sure you have an explanation for that, Paul." "Perhaps you were attacked by an angry wolverine." "Put your shirt back on and sit down." "This story is going to come out that you killed a beloved actress." "Give us a chance to tell your story." "That's all we're asking here." "Dorsey says you were into him for a lot of money." "How did that happen?" "He was fronting me the coke because Kirstin never had any cash." "She kept saying that her business manager was going to send some, but it never came." "And now, I'm in the hole to Dorsey." "Yeah." "He said $8,000." "That's a lot of money to me." "Lot of money to me, too." "And then Kirstin says that all of a sudden she wants to go to rehab in Malibu." "It's like, "What the hell?" "What about the money?"" "She says she's going to wire it to me." "Yeah, right." "Now, Dorsey's threatening to put a bullet in my head." "So, you took the bracelet." "I couldn't go back to him empty-handed." "She wouldn't give it up, so then I grabbed her and then she went crazy." "Then you wrapped a belt around her neck." "Come on, man." "I panicked." "Why couldn't she just give me the cash?" "She's rich." "I mean, I kept telling her that cocaine's not free." "Not in Detroit." "Well, she's a celebrity." "They don't pay for anything." "A little light reading?" "This kid's mind was a living nightmare." "I think he's better off." "I mean, you don't agree?" "I don't know." "I'm not him." "You know, when my brother got back from his first tour, he wasn't the same." "PTSD or whatever you want to call it." "I guess it was just hard for him to be back home." "But he was getting help." "Yeah, he was trying." "I thought he was getting better." "And then one day, he just re-enlists." "Didn't bother telling any of us until the day before he had to ship out." "I was so pissed off, I..." "I kicked his ass right in our parents' driveway." "Three weeks later they sent him home in a box." "You couldn't have known that." "No." "I'm rambling." "I'm sorry." "Get out of here." "I'll see you tomorrow." "Good night." "Good night." "Bye." "Hey, I'm heading out." "Do you want me to take a look at your car?" "Yeah, yeah, I would." "Thank you." "I'll just grab my coat." "Whoops." "Sorry." "Homicide." "Detective Fitch." "Hey." "Hey, um..." "Could you hold on one second, please?" "I'm sorry, I..." "I have to..." "I have to take this one." "This is..." "It's long distance." "Good night, Fitch." "Good night." "Bobby." "Yeah, did your mother tell you that I called?" "No, no, no, you don't..." "No, you don't have to say anything." "I don't need to talk to her." "Bob, could you hold on one second, again?" "I'm gonna switch phones, okay?" "Just hold on." "Okay." "Bob?" "Yeah." "Hold on." "Sorry." "Damn it!" "You need some help?" "Yeah." "Do you know how to send this call to the phone inside there?" "Yeah, yeah, I got it." "Sure?" "Yeah." "Great." "Thank you." "Sure." "Hold one second, please." "Okay, Fitch." "You're on." "Bob?" "Are you coming to Detroit?" "I would love to have you." "Okay." "When are you thinking?" "Well, I have court the 27th, and after that I have, there's..." "You know what, why don't you just pick a weekend, and we'll make that work, okay?" "Okay." "Are you okay to fly by yourself?" "You have?" "Oh, okay." "Um..." "Well, why don't you take my cell number?" "Okay." "Here you go." "It's 3-1..." "Sorry." "Ready?" "313-596..."