"Thank you." "Thank you, gentlemen." "You want me to do this?" "No, I got it." "There's a scrape on her leg." "She might've been dragged." "Maybe into the river." "There's an indentation on her cheek." "Make sure you get a picture of that." "She probably wasn't killed here." "Her underwear's missing." "Could you, uh... get her to the morgue, please?" "I got to get to the mother before the press does." "Thank you very much." "She's all yours." "Make sure you get the cheek." "Thank you." "Detective Sanchez." "What have you told her?" "I was waiting until you got here." "Ok." "Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen." "Thank you." "Who's that man with her?" "It's her cousin Alejandro." "He lives here." "Works for the same family as their gardener." "Ok." "Thank you." "Father, please excuse me." "Thank you." "Carmen Alvarez?" "I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson," "L. A. P. D, Priority Homicide Division." "Do you speak english?" "Do you understand what I'm saying?" "We found a little girl in the L. A. river this afternoon, who we believe to be your daughter." "She's wearing the same clothes that Marta was wearing and I think it was her." "No es mi Marta!" "Not my Marta!" "Based on the level of decomp and the amount of time she's been in the water," "I guess she's been dead between 46 and 52 hours." "So..." "We're talking between 2 and 8 p. m. on Monday?" "I'm going to start with the rape kit." "Why don't you stand over there and I can tell you everything I see?" "–You'll know everything I know." "–I'm supposed to watch." "All right." "Ok then." "I see a lot of tearing." "You've been waiting out here the whole time?" "Nowhere to go." "Did you have dinner at least?" "You kidding?" "Cause of death?" "Oh, blunt force trauma to the head." "The blow was so strong that it broke her neck, but, uh... the lungs were empty." "So she died before she hit the water?" "Yeah." "And that bruise you asked about on the cheek, that happened after death." "There was evidence of sexual assault." "A lot of ripping, a lot of tearing." "Well, she was a virgin." "You can read the report." "DNA?" "The L. A. river contaminated her body." "I scraped her nails, I combed her hair, but there was nothing." "I'll rush the rape kit, but..." "I'll hold my breath." "Are you feeling better?" "No." "Thanks for asking." "Is there anything else I should know?" "There was no evidence of torture." "No evidence of her being beaten or bound." "Whatever happened to her she didn't hurt for very long." "I just got here." "We're about to interview the family." "Wow." "It's a nice place." "Yeah." "I'll keep you posted." "Kids by definition can be very resilient." "Marta adapted to America very quickly." "When did you meet them..." "Marta and Carmen?" "3 years ago." "I'm sorry." "Me too." "–Our last housekeeper left." "–She got pregnant." "Alejandro our gardener, that's Carmen's nephew." "Cousin, mom." "Cousin." "That's right." "Cousin." "Anyway, he's the one that introduced us." "–They had just gotten here." "–What was her daily routine?" "Well, let's see." "Monday through Friday, Carmen would ride with Marta on the bus to school." "Excuse me, sweetheart." "And then she would walk back here." "–Have you seen the baggies?" "–Yeah." "And then Marta would come directly home after she got out of her studies." "Thank you." "Look, just so you know, we pay her on the books, and that they've always gotten health insurance, too." "And we never treated them as if they were anything less than family." "What kind of a monster would do something like this to a child?" "And why can't we protect our children in this country?" "How are we doing here?" "We're fine, we're fine." "Are you... are you leaving?" "Yeah." "Just for the morning." "I'll be at Carnaby's at 2:00." "Deputy..." "Chief Johnson." "Yes." "Yes." "Hart Phillips." "Thank you so much for everything you're doing here." "I was hoping to get a chance to talk to you before you left." "Oh." "I would love to." "I'm sorry." "I have this morning that I just..." "I can't cancel." "But anytime this evening, though." "Yes, I'm here." "I'm here." "Just hang on one second." "I have this licensing agreement that I... it's gotta be wrapped up by today." "How are you doing, buddy?" "You hanging in there?" "Yeah, yeah." "Kind of." "Heh!" "We'll talk more tonight." "Yes." "Yes, sorry." "Oh, I know." "We're all mourning out here." "Yeah, I know." "It's horrible stuff." "Listen, I told you, we can beat the price, all right?" "We manufacture in China, all right?" "That's what I've been saying." "He would stay if he could." "Really." "I know he's just as upset about this as we are." "I'm sure." "Did you notice anyone unusual around the house recently or in the neighborhood?" "Did you have any work done on the house?" "No." "What is it?" "You know, it's probably nothing." "Heh!" "–What?" "–Well..." "There was this one guy." "I don't think he's doing work in the area, but he always carries a camera." "Oh, god." "What does he look like?" "I don't know." "Average height." "Dark hair. 30's, maybe?" "Could I borrow you for a couple hours to look at some faces?" "Yeah." "Yeah, sure." "–Great." "–Of course." "This is your zip code and these are the sex offenders who live there." "Talk about know thy neighbor." "Thanks to this website for tracking down sex offenders, we were able to narrow down our search somewhat, first by the description you gave us and by the type of offense." "Some of these guys are into boys, some into much younger girls." "That leaves us with 13 people." "Wait." "That guy." "Who's he?" "I'm looking for a Wayne Mathers." "Yoohoo!" "Sir, I saw you." "I'm not leaving, sir." "I'm Wayne Mathers." "This is my mother Vera." "We're here about Marta Alvarez." "Of course you are." "This is the fourth time in 2 months you people come to my house question my son." "You take a lot of pictures." "I'm a photographer." "Am I under arrest?" "Why can't you just leave us alone⁈" "Mother, stay out of this, please." "Am I under arrest?" "You mind showing us your photographs, Wayne?" "You're gonna take them from me, aren't you?" "Or you could bring them downtown, have a little chat with us." "Can I change my shirt before we go?" "Yes, you can." "You people!" "You people!" "Sergeant Gabriel." "Would you please go out the back, make sure he didn't go out the window?" "–Yes, ma'am." "–Thank you." "Ma'am, were you here last Monday between the hours of 2 and 8 p. m." "–Wayne!" "–Shut up!" "Shut up!" "Wayne?" "What are you doing, Wayne?" "What's going on?" "What's going on in there?" "I'm gonna open the door." "Wayne, I'm opening the door." "Wayne?" "Wayne?" "Oh, shoot." "Chief?" "Chief?" "Oh, my god." "Oh, my god." "I need 2 units, my location." "Code 3." "Shots fired." "I repeat, shots fired." "Send paramedics." "Oh, my god." "We can't develop Wayne Mathers' photographs in the usual way because S. I. D wants to examine the filmcanisters for prints and DNA before they're opened and it's going to take at least 2 days to get a workup on the van," "but we have his computer and I want that broken down, and I want to find out how Marta got into the L. A. river to begin with." "Excuse me, chief." "Yes, lieutenant Provenza." "We do good work here, but you know, we hardly ever get confessions out of the dead guys even when we slap them around a few times." "So what's the point?" "We found Marta but at the present time, there are 257 other 12-13 year old missing latina girls in this city." "257 that we know of." "There could be 1000,2000." "Sergeant Gabriel's right, ma'am." "Illegals don't exist in this country." "Which makes them ideal targets for child molesters." "Anyhow, I want to know if Marta was the only one that Wayne managed to find." "What?" "Well, it's just, you know," "Daniels is away at the Homeland Security seminar and you sent lieutenant Flynn back to Robbery-Homicide." "We're a little short-staffed." "Yes, we're working light, but there are questions that need answering before we close up shop." "So if you would, sergeant Gabriel, get a crew together and dig up Wayne's backyard." "Make sure that there's nothing and no one buried there." "Check under the house, too, and the garage." "I want to find out how she got that bruise on her cheek." "Lieutenant Provenza, if you could go to Trinity and talk to her teachers." "Find out who her friends were." "Let's see if we can figure out when and where Wayne grabbed her, remembering the choice of victim in this kind of crime is usually based on availability." "Lieutenant Tao, Wayne's computer." "And detective Sanchez, if you could run these photos by Marta's family." "Thank you very much." "Look, um..." "I don't like this kind of investigation any more than the rest of you, but I want to go to sleep at night knowing that we buried the killer and not his crimes." "Thank you." "I'm trying to find out how the man who did that to Marta chose her." "Do you recognize any of these gentlemen around your apartment or the Phillips' house?" "You may have just seen them in passing." "He had a camera." "He often took pictures." "No." "None of them." "It's my fault." "How?" "How is it your fault?" "Carmen lost her husband." "We come from a very poor family." "She was desperate." "The Phillips were looking for a new maid fast..." "So I talked her into coming." "Fast?" "How did you manage that?" "How did you get them over the border?" "–A coyote." "–A what?" "A coyote." "A professional guy." "Someone who sneaks people into America from Mexico." "A professional guy?" "How much does he charge?" "$2,600 per person." "Gosh!" "That's a lot." "Yes." "Yes." "Too much." "Who paid for them..." "Carmen and Marta?" "I did." "I paid." "So the Phillips needed a new maid, and at that moment, you just happened to have $5,000 in your pocket?" "Yes." "Yes, I paid!" "You know what, Alejandro?" "I don't believe you." "–I want a lawyer." "–You want a lawyer?" "What happens to the citizens who don't get a lawyer?" "Are you running a little agency on the side?" "Selling your relatives, tu familia, to needy anglos?" "All right!" "Detective Sanchez, sit down." "Sit down." "That's enough." "The man took advantage of Marta's age and her illegal status." "He raped her, murdered her, and threw her in the L. A. river just like a piece of garbage, and I want to know how he did it." "If you know anything that can help me," "I would deeply appreciate it." "Detective Sanchez." "Detective Sanchez." "I worry about your temper." "I want to talk to him, not scare him away." "–Ok." "–But..." "Find out what you can about Alejandro." "You can be tougher on him when we know more." "Thank you very much." "Special delivery." "Is it the escape hatch I ordered?" "Nothing from Marta's school or from the creep's computer or his backyard or his garage." "So what's the special delivery?" "The creep's mama, waiting for you in your office." "I've got one hell of a lawsuit against the L. A. P. D" "Ma'am, there's no smoking in my office." "I want my son's photos." "Would you like to have a seat, ma'am?" "I want my son's photos." "Did you ever see any of them?" "Did he ever bring any of his models home?" "My son didn't like taking pictures of human beings." "He liked taking pictures of parks, gardens, stuff like that." "You treated him like he was a terrorist." "We have to monitor sex offenders." "He was not a sex offender!" "He was a drunk, ok?" "Like all artistic types." "And if you drink and you probably should, you've gotta pee." "So once, maybe twice, he passed out in a park in front of little kids with his pants down." "That was it!" "Did you ever see this little girl in any of your son's photos?" "Wayne would never hurt a kid." "And why are you so upset about this kid, anyway?" "This wetback... who's living here off of my tax dollar, and my son, he was an American, and this little spic is more important to you than my Wayne was!" "You hounded an innocent man to death!" "My little boy." "Mine!" "No." "I not at the house on Monday afternoons." "I go to whole foods with Mrs Phillips after she come home from yoga." "Every Monday?" "And is anyone else at the Phillips' house?" "Is Alejandro working in the yard?" "No." "Alejandro, he work twice a week," "Tuesday and fridays." "So who else knows what you do on Monday besides the Phillips family and Alejandro?" "No one." "I think here is safer than Mexico." "Is better for Marta." "Now I go home to bury her." "Is Alejandro here today to help you?" "No." "Ms Phillips, she help." "She give me the money." "They come for funeral." "Look." "See?" "Ms Phillips, she help Marta get into a school and Marta, she's so good in school." "My baby, she was so smart." "She tried so hard." "Where did you get this paper?" "Uh, I... have closet at Mrs Phillips'." "Marta always leave her bag there after school." "Mrs Phillips, she bring it to me when she bring all the food." "This handout is dated the day that Marta disappeared." "Carmen, can I have the notebook, please, and the backpack?" "I promise I'll get them back to you." "Thank you." "Thank you." "If this backpack made it all the way back to the Phillips' house, then Marta did, too." "I think we might need to call Leslie Phillips and tell her her house might be a crime scene." "And I want you to call S. I. D and tell them" "I want Wayne Mathers' photographs and I want them now." "Yes, ma'am." "–Listen to this." "–Hmm?" "Some guy in London, he assigned monetary values to happiness." "Getting married, he says, is the equivalent of a $100,000 bonus." "Photos we developed from our favorite pedophile's house." "You want to attach a monetary value for sorting through this?" "God, no." "Jesus." "You think that horrible man came into my home and took Marta?" "That he attacked her in my house?" "Oh, my god." "Can we look around?" "Do you mind?" "Would you sign this consent form?" "Anything you need." "Hello?" "Hey, dad." "No, no." "The cops came back." "To search the house." "I don't know." "They said Marta could have been hurt here." "Yeah." "Hold on." "Mom, dad wants to talk to you." "Wait, dad." "Dad, you're cutting in and out." "Ok." "Mom, dad said he wants to talk to you." "I heard you the first time." "But he's calling back." "–Mom." "–You get it, Austin." "But..." "Hello." "Sergeant Gabriel, does this picture speak to you?" "Yeah." "It says someone might have smashed into it while falling down the stairs." "So this is where all the flowers have gone." "So, it's Friday." "Where's Alejandro?" "He didn't show today." "He came by last night and spoke to my father." "–Where are they?" "–Upstairs." "All right, I don't know what you're doing in my house." "You caught the guy who did this." "He shot himself." "Actually, we have 2 suspects." "–Who's the other guy?" "–Alejandro." "Ok." "He doesn't usually do a lot of gardening in my house." "I'm sorry, I must not have you people going through my things." "It's upsetting, I know, but we'll be done soon." "Yeah?" "Well, I'd like you to leave." "–Right now!" "–Sergeant Gabriel!" "Ahem!" "Your wife gave us her consent." "Well, consider your consent revoked!" "Let's go." "Marta disappeared around 3:30 on Monday, right?" "Well, the time/date stamp on these azaleas is between 3:00 and 6:00 on the same day." "–So that raises the question." "–Well, yeah." "Yeah." "How can this freak be innocent?" "No, your honor, I need a warrant for the garage, the attic..." "All right, then." "Put a warrant out on Alejandro Alvarez." "Gabriel here." "No, your honor, I'm sorry." "Let me be more specific." "I want nothing less than a telephonic warrant for the house, the cars, the grounds, and any other property this family might possess in the known universe." "Yes, I'll hold." "Lieutenant Provenza needs to speak with you right now." "Here." "Lieutenant Provenza." "Yes?" "You're kidding." "Oh, my god." "Are the cameras there?" "Tell lieutenant Tao to check and see if the time and date stamp's been manipulated." "Ok, thank you." "What's up, chief?" "Looks like Wayne was photographing azaleas when Marta was murdered." "–Alejandro's gone." "–What?" "Either going back to Mexico or to Oklahoma." "–Where's Carmen?" "–On her way to Mexico." "Oh!" "Yeah, hold it." "Yes." "No, I'm still on hold." "Yes." "No, I'm right here." "Yes, your honor?" "Thank you, your honor." "Yes, thank you so much." "I've been talking to my family and I want to do the right thing." "I'm no longer interested in what you want." "I've got a warrant to search your house." "Is there any place that you and I can go to talk... alone." "–We could go downtown." "–Ok, that's fine." "You gonna be here when I get back?" "I don't want to spend one more minute in this house." "Leslie, there is an explanation for all of this." "I don't want to hear it." "I don't want to hear it, Hart!" "We're going to my mother's." "Ma'am, you're gonna have to get a ride because these cars stay here until we look through them." "Mina's home." "Come on, Austin." "Detective Sanchez, sergeant Gabriel, if there's anything even remotely interesting in this house," "I want it in the murder room." "Mr Phillips." "Let's go to work." "Where is Mr Phillips' attorney?" "Mr Banks keeps calling to say that he's close." "Banks." "Oh, god." "And he's been close for the last hour and 48 minutes." "Assistant Chief Pope, Deputy Chief Johnson." "I'm sorry about the traffic." "Even I don't take 2 hours to get from Century City to downtown." "Nice to see you again, too, Ms Johnson." "–Shall we?" "–Yes, sir, we shall." "I'm just a little bit concerned about... about how my wife is going to take this." "I mean, I know you might not understand this, but I, um..." "I love her, ok?" "Very much." "And I just want to know if there's any kind of way that you and I could negotiate at all how this story comes out if that's at all possible." "Well, how's this for a start?" "If we find anything in your house, which we are searching right now, that solidly proves you committed this murder, and we do that before you tell me what happened, the DA. will charge you with murder in the first," "and I won't need to hear anything you have to say, so the longer you stall, the closer you get to a lethal injection." "How's that for a deal?" "We were sort of having an affair, Marta and I." "–Hart, don't..." "–All right, I need to say this." "Ok." "I lost my head for a couple months." "I'm sorry." "We've had young girls in the house before." "I mean, Austin's friends, hot housekeepers." "It's never been a problem before." "Really?" "Your last housekeeper got pregnant." "Where is she now?" "Ok." "Uh..." "I paid Alejandro to take her back to Mexico and I paid him to bring Carmen and Marta over." "So you've been paying Alejandro to bring young girls back and forth across the border." "No, no, no, no, no." "It was just these 2 times." "And Marta was... –Was a special girl." "–Yeah." "Smart and very mature." "I've seen the photographs." "She looks a lot older than 13." "Exactly." "No, exactly." "I mean, I know technically it can't be considered a consensual relationship." "I know that." "But she wanted me and I wanted her." "Say it." "Get it over with." "They always want to explain." "And when was the first time you had sex?" "It was last Monday." "Afterwards, she said that she loved me, and when I didn't reciprocate or say anything back to her, she got really upset." "She, uh..." "I went to hold her, but she pulled away and... she slipped on the steps." "This entire thing was just a complete accident." "Ok." "So why didn't you call an ambulance or the police?" "I panicked, all right?" "I wasn't thinking clearly." "She was just completely still." "She was just... she was limp." "So I... put her in my car, took her to the L. A. river and I figured she would just float away, you know?" "Right out to sea." "The autopsy report says she regained consciousness when she hit the water." "Yeah." "She started screaming... and I was surprised, but I had rolled her in from way up on the bank and I couldn't get down to her before she drowned." "It was awful." "Mr Banks, if I find out you have knowingly participated in delaying this interview..." "What the hell was that all about?" "Thank you." "I've alerted the DA. they're sending somebody right over." "Well, you can unalert them, because Marta Alvarez didn't drown." "She was dead when she hit the water." "Is this about the Alejandro guy?" "He's not covering for a gardener." "Yes, sergeant Gabriel." "How long ago did Leslie leave?" "Stop what you're doing, bring the boy's car downtown, and find me Austin Phillips." "He kept us all sitting here so he could let his son escape." "Leslie Phillips borrowed her neighbor's vehicle and used her credit card toward a car at LAX." "Spread the number on those plates around the globe." "And 37 minutes ago, she checked her home phone from a 619 area code." "San Diego." "Any guesses where they're heading?" "Sea World?" "Lieutenant Tao, can you call bor..." "I'm calling border patrol right now." "–Chief?" "–Yes." "We've got some stuff here you are gonna want to take a look at." "All right." "Let's do it in the office." "The kid went on-line after killing the girl and checked out the county sex offender website himself." "He had Wayne Mathers picked out we even arrived on the scene." "Oh, good grief." "Plus..." "Plus we got this out of the back of Austin's car." "This end here, it seems to match up perfectly." "We got S. I. D working the trunk right now." "Thank you, gentlemen." "I never arrested an attorney before, but you'll be my first." "I had nothing to do with this." "I only took my time because Hart told me he needed a couple hours to compose himself." "You mean compose one hell of a false confession." "You better convince Austin to come home, Mr Phillips, or you and I are gonna have big problems." "Given my son's age, given the special circumstance of rape, the DA. is gonna move to try him as an adult." "You know that's true." "He'll spend the rest of his life in jail, without parole." "Mexico won't extradite Austin unless you agree to try him as a minor, period." "You can't touch him now." "Congratulations, Mr Phillips." "You've taken exploiting Mexico to a whole new level." "My son made a terrible mistake, but he is a juvenile." "If the DA. will recognize that," "I'll see to it that he returns and serves the maximum." "And walks out of detention when he's 25?" "I don't think anyone's gonna agree to that." "Well, I'm sorry, Ms Johnson." "Those are my terms." "We'll see about that." "If I were you, Mr Phillips," "I would stop worrying about what we might do to your son and spend a little time considering what I'm gonna do to you." "Leslie Phillips used her credit card to check into a resort in Ensenada." "You've got friends in low places." "Do you mind talking to the mexican federales, see if they'll hold them there so I can talk to Austin?" "Mexico will not extradite a minor to face a life sentence." "I'm planning on having a discussion with him about coming back to America." "Brenda, eliciting confessions is one thing." "Convincing a 17-year-old to leave the beach for life in prison I think is another." "Maybe I have more faith in my abilities than you do." "Well, I guess nobody can blame you for trying." "The federales can be a bit fickle with the L. A. P. D" "These might come in handy if they decide to stop being cooperative." "Well, thank you." "Leave a better record with the FBI." "Well, I guess you won't be needing a escort, then." "No, thanks." "I have one." "Thank you." "Where's my lawyer?" "Never been to Mexico before." "Kind of cozy." "Where's my lawyer?" "You're not in the United States anymore, so you don't have the right to a lawyer and you don't have the right to remain silent." "Austin Phillips, this is special agent Fritz Howard of the FBI." "Charmed." "You can't arrest me here." "Now why would I want to arrest you?" "Your father already confessed to the murder." "Saved us the aggravation of a trial, too, so he'll probably be spared the death penalty." "I just wanted you to know that it's ok for you to come home." "Nice try." "Mom spoke to Mr Banks." "We know what's going on." "You can't trick me into anything, ok?" "I'm not an idiot." "Well, then, how about a little trade?" "You come back to the States and I won't extradite your mother." "My mom?" "When we leave the room," "I'm gonna file this warrant to the mexican government against your mother for aiding and abetting the flight of a criminal across international borders." "Then she'll have to serve a little time in Mexico, but if she survives that, she'll go on to spend about 15 years in American prison." "And then there's your father." "What about him?" "Well, he made a false confession, and he helped plan your escape with your mother, which makes him an accessory after the fact to the rape and murder of Marta Alvarez, with an obstruction of justice charge thrown in" "just to make sure that he never sees another day of freedom in his life." "Or you could come home with me." "–You go to hell!" "–Hey, sit down!" "Mexico won't be much fun without an allowance." "What are you gonna do without your parents around to give you checks and cash?" "–There's plenty of money." "–Actually, there isn't." "We've already frozen your family's assets." "You just try to use an ATM." "No cash, no parents, no hotel." "You know, there's a significant difference between visiting a beach and living on one." "You listen to me." "I'm not leaving, ok?" "I'm not leaving." "Do you get that?" "I'm not leaving." "Whatever you say, whatever you do, it doesn't matter." "There's nothing you can do to make me change my mind." "All right, then." "Stay, you little bastard." "All right, look." "I have to close this case." "You tell me the truth about what happened and I'll let your parents go free." "–Brenda, you can't do that." "–I can." "The FBI might have a problem with that." "We will not bring charges, and your warrant depends upon ours." "Brenda, think about what you're doing." "Please, Fritz." "This is a mistake." "You tell me the truth about what happened, you can sit here and your parents go free." "And you'll unfreeze the assets?" "Yes." "I'll unfreeze their assets." "But I want to hear the truth." "I want to hear it." "Are you into little girls?" "No." "No!" "I messed around with our last housekeeper and she was 19." "Marta was into me." "She was always coming into my room, sitting on my bed, watching me." "Giggling." "You know how they are." "And then last week, she told me she wanted to be my girlfriend." "Did you want to be her boyfriend?" "No." "But, you know, she was hot." "And so I explained to her what it would take to be my girlfriend and how she could do it." "She was excited by it, ok?" "She was looking forward to it and," "I thought, I have a little experience." "A lot of guys don't, you know." "But you ended up hurting her." "I guess." "She said she wanted to stop," "–but..." "–But what?" "But I told her that this is what it meant to be my girlfriend and that she couldn't go back now because she'd already agreed to it, and you know, she couldn't." "And I even tried to talk her all the way through it." "I tried to help her." "But then, when we got all done, she got all weird." "–Weird how?" "–All quiet and stuff." "But we had to move it." "We were in my father's study and my mom would be home soon." "And then she started to cry..." "So I held her and she pushed me away, so I told her she had to go." "She had to put her panties back on and go." "And then she tried to run and she said that she was gonna tell everyone and... and... you know, she fell." "–You pushed her." "–No!" "No." "No, I didn't..." "We were... we were struggling." "I was trying to get her downstairs." "It was an accident." "But it wasn't an accident that you went on-line to find a list of sex offenders to find a pedophile you could blame." "It's not an accident that Wayne Mathers is now dead because he couldn't take being falsely accused one more time, and it's no accident that you dumped Marta's body in the L. A. river, and it's no accident that we found her DNA" "in the trunk of your car, all of which I have evidence to prove." "Great." "Good for you." "Now you can leave." "And now you can stay." "My... spanish is not as good as your english, but I believe that that is a birth certificate for Marta Alvarez, am I right?" "–Si, senora." "–Carmen gave it to me." "It shows that Marta was born in Mexico." "Just your bad luck, I guess, that you sought sanctuary in the country of your victim, because, you see, these gentlemen, they just don't take too kindly to their citizens being murdered, no matter where in the world it happens." "And since you killed a mexican national and you won't come home with me, you can be tried here for your crime and spend the next 40 years in a mexican prison." "Gentlemen." "Mom!" "Mom!" "Mom, help me!" "Help me!" "I'll go with her!" "I'll go with you!" "Take me with you!" "It's too late, Austin." "We already agreed to everything." "You..." "What are you doing?" "Where are you taking him?" "What are you doing?" "Where are you taking him?" "–Where are you taking him?" "–Mom!" "Give me back my boy!" "Are you ok?" "I take it that means I'm driving." "Yes." "Thank you." "And you were very, very helpful." "I appreciate it." "I'm just too disgusted." "Why don't you go easy on that stuff?" "They say not to drink the water." "Yeah, well, there are other alternatives." "Maybe we should stay the night." "Maybe we should." "Maybe that's a good idea." "I just have to take care of one thing first." "–What's that?" "–Just a..." "Just a little thing." "Hey, it's no problem, chief." "I'll just find their bowls or whatever and you can just relax about it." "No." "I don't think you're trying to take advantage of anything." "I think you might want to eat a little something... and plan on sleeping in tomorrow." "No, no, no." "I'll take care of Kitty." "Ok." "Yeah." "Oh, ok." "Well, you be careful, ma'am." "I'll be careful, too." "Ok." "All right." "Bye-bye now." "That is not a litter box!"