"Oh, my God." "She is so cheating on him." "They've only been married six months." "They seem fine." "They're not." "Couldn't you see, she didn't look at him all night." "I guess I wasn't paying attention." "Yeah, I guess not." "Why would I pay attention?" "It's their life." "No, it's not!" "They're our best friends." "Which means whatever happens in their life..." "Wayne?" "(screams)" "MAN:" "And cut!" "MAN:" "Okay, moving on." "Quickly, people." "Quickly." "Is Number 1 traveling?" "Okay." "I know, it's okay." "No." "We're gonna let Larry deal with this." "Mr. Weinstock, um, he's still in there." "Even after you gave him that extra hour." "Damn it." "Fletcher." "Fletch?" "Fletch?" "It's me... coming in." "Come on, buddy." "Everybody's waiting." "Fletch?" "Give saving the world a break, okay..." "Hey." "Those aren't yours." "Are you sure?" "I just took them out of the dryer." "Uh, yeah." "I'm sure." "Okay, but you don't..." "Okay, great." "They're yours." "You okay?" "Um, not really." "I'm a manny for this family on Park Avenue, and it's my first day, and I'm already screwing up." "I have no idea which of these clothes are theirs." "What, you're a manny, but you're, um, doing the laundry?" "The washing machine broke, and the maid told me to." "Oh." "Mine, too." "Well, the washing machine... that part." "I don't have a maid." "This is Cindy's." "Why are you trying to take my kids' clothes?" "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking." "They got all mixed up." "Oh, no." "I bought these for my Christopher's fifth birthday." "$300." "Get your hands off them." "I just washed those." "Whoa." "You." "Granny." "Those aren't yours, and you know it." "I'm a cop, so listen up." "I saw what you put into your washing machine." "You had two sets of sheets, a terrycloth robe, three sets of pajamas, five sheets." "No kids clothes." "Give them back." "And you." "You did three loads... all boys clothes." "And now you suddenly need a $100 Dolce  Gabbana T-shirt for your daughter Cindy?" "Give it back." "You should not be, uh, putting that in the wash, by the way." "That-that's more of a dry clean only." "Well, what are you all staring at?" "Grown man doing his laundry for the first time." "(whoops sarcastically) Big thing to see." " Whatever." " Go." "Wow." "It's brutal in here." "Thank you." "Yeah, sure." "So, hey." "Um, can I take you out tonight?" "Just to thank you more thoroughly." "Aw, that's..." "Can I be honest?" "You're not really my type." "How do you know that?" "Are these yours?" "This kind of says it all." "You take those." "Have a nice day, okay?" " (phone buzzing)" " Oh." "Hello?" "Oh, hey, Al." "Even as the news sinks in, it's hard to accept." "Fletcher Sayers, whose self-proclaimed transformation from party-hard bad boy to dedicated actor-slash-political activist has been hotly debated, is dead at 37." "MAN:" "All right, we're moving to Stage 22." "Fletcher Sayers." "Perhaps you've heard of him?" "Yeah." "We went to one of his movies on our second-ever date." "Oh, yeah." "The time-travel one." "Yep, April 17, 1999." "I thought you were gonna try to... kiss me in the end credits." "Instead, you went to, uh, check your meter." "What can I say?" "I'm a romantic." "They said this was supposed to be his big comeback." "Guess it won't be." "No obvious defensive wounds or any other kind of struggle." "I'd say the cause of death was the bullet wound that perforated his heart." "AL:" "Any idea what caliber?" "WEBSTER:" "Well, from the size of the wounds, I'm gonna say a .38." "Apparently, nobody heard anything, so he must have used a silencer." "AL:" "Phone, wallet still here, so obviously not a robbery." "WEBSTER:" "This is weird." "I have seen him die a couple of times in movies." "This is hard to believe." "AL:" "I know." "Anything?" "His wife." "WEBSTER:" "Amira Buery." "Uh, they met in France." "She's some kind of human rights activist." "Uh, she's the only one he could share his soul with." "Barbara Walters interview." "Huh." "Though he did have quite the reputation for sharing in other ways." "The Star." "My dentist's waiting room." "That's just gossip." "He'd changed." "You're very cynical, Al." "Okay." "He's a movie star." "We'll see." "The thing is... we tried to get Fletch down to the set earlier, at, uh, 10:15." "But he wouldn't come out of his dressing room." " So Mr. Weinstock went and talked..." " Larry Weinstock, the producer?" "Right." "So Weinstock worked it out that he'd be back out in time for the next setup." "We were set up for that around 11:30." "He still wouldn't come out." "That's when we went back..." "We found him." "So who had access to these dressing rooms?" "Oh, lots of people." "There's security checks at all the gates, and cameras on a few other external doors, but once you get onto the stages, you can go wherever you want." " MAN:" "Here you go." " Thanks." "Do the stages have security cameras?" "They do, but we were dealing with a brownout today." "Knocked out the air-conditioning and a bunch of the security cameras around 9:30 this morning." "Only got 'em back online half hour ago." "You see anybody, anything suspicious?" "Well, actually..." "I thought you might want to take a look at this." "They found this in the pocket of Sayers' folding chair on the set." "It's a Wonderful Death." "Cheery." "Take a look at the note that was attached to it." ""You promised to read." "How about it?"" "MURRAY:" "The assistant director says there were tons of people who tried to pass scripts to Sayers." "Anywhere... the bathroom, the elevator, the set." "Some could get pretty scary persistent." "Oh, it's true." "I had a medical assistant once, he wrote a spec script for CSI." "I told him that DNA evidence couldn't be gotten in 15 minutes." "He came at me with a scalpel." ""Written by Sam Wainwright." We should talk to this guy." "("Auld Lang Syne" playing)" "You know, that's gonna be difficult." "Sam Wainwright is a character in It's a Wonderful Life." "The writer's using a pseudonym." "Wainwright was played by Frank Albertson, who was also in Psycho, by the way." "All right, seems like an obsessive film fan." "So Jay should be searching for someone named Albertson who has the initials F.A." "And you're gonna want to talk to a Larry Weinstock." "He was the producer of the movie, and the last one to actually speak with Sayers." "Great." "Is he out there?" "Yeah, he gave a statement and took off." "Apparently, he's with his editor at a post-production house." "It's on 73rd." "Pretty quick to get back to work." "That's all for now." "We will, of course, keep you informed." "Thank you." "Oh." "Actually, let her through." "Tina Forbish," "Cherie Rollins-Murray is one of my lead detectives on this case." "She will be interfacing with the press as soon as we find anything relevant." "Thank you, Eliot." "Absolutely." "Yeah." "Thanks, Eliot." "Yeah, we got to manage these people." "They're not going away on this one." "Detective Rollins-Murray." "Uh, can you give us anything on the condition of the body?" "We have no comment at this time." "How many times was he shot?" "No comment." "Uh, was anyone with Sayers at the time?" "I would say that, yes, there was." "Who was with him?" "Based on my experience, I would say at the time he was killed, his killer was also present." "That's it for now." "Weinstock's assistant says he's still not available." "I'll get Jay on a subpoena." "You know what?" "Forget the subpoena." "I got an idea." "Don't even talk to me about gross," " because my international is down 15%." " Marcus says there's plenty of gross" " to be found there." " Marcus has his head up his ass." "CARRIE:" "Hey, we're here to see Larry." " He's expecting us." " Um..." " Where is he?" " Editing two." " That way?" " Mm-hmm." "Awesome." "Thank you!" ""Plenty of gross to be had"?" "I'm sure it means something." "SAYERS:" "I tried to get away, but how far away was enough?" "Paris?" "I-I'm sorry." "What-what is it?" "Mr. Weinstock." "Al Burns." "Carrie Wells." "With Major Crimes." "Andy, hold it." "I told the cops at the studio everything I knew, okay?" "I opened the door, I saw he was dead, the end." "Well, we just have a few more questions for you." "Like, what are you doing back at work only four hours after your star was murdered?" "This is a $140 million film, Detectives." "I got the insurance people crawling up the studio's ass." "And by "the studio's ass," I mean my ass." "They want to see if we can still release this thing." "What happened to Fletch is awful, but I didn't kill him." "We're gonna need a list of people who had access to Sayers' dressing room." "Fine." "Talk to my assistant." "All right, Andy." "MAN:" "And cut." "AL:" "Mr. Weinstock, was it odd that he wouldn't come out of his dressing room?" "WEINSTOCK:" "What?" "N-No." "It wasn't like he was a diva or anything." "It was all this human rights stuff he got involved in." "He's on the phone to freaking Myanmar half the day, wherever the hell that is." "Did Sayers have issues with anybody on the set?" "Difficult relationships?" "WEINSTOCK:" "No." "The crew liked him." "So did the other actors." "He was only a pain in my ass." "CARRIE:" "In what way?" "He was a young superstar who liked to party." "Couple years ago, we were shooting in Bangkok, he got his hands on a controlled substance, so I had to come down on him." "But that was Fletcher Sayers a long time ago." "He grew up." "I'm sorry." "My bad." "Uh, let me go again." "God, who the hell would do this?" "It looks like, um... he-he's having trouble remembering his lines." "Is that normal?" "I don't know, maybe he was a bit distracted." "This was a big picture for him." "It was gonna put him back on top." "In the past, he'd lose focus, I'd always assume it was a new girl who was keeping him up." "But ever since he married Amira, all that stopped." "I don't know what was on his mind, or who'd want to kill him." "So, are we done?" "For now." "We'll be in touch." "Great." "Hey." "Let me know if I need a lawyer, 'cause I got like 50 of them." "(chuckles)" "All right, Andy." "He was just a good human being, you know?" "People never believed me." "Why?" "Because of his history." "But he was different with me, here in the City." "He'd left all that other nonsense behind in L.A." "The five assistants, the cars and all the other trappings of the life he'd led." "Was your husband bothered by anything recently?" "More than usual?" "No." "He always had a lot on his mind." "We were moving forward with a world hunger initiative, and he'd agreed to appear at a number of rallies in Europe in the next few months." "But Fletch could handle it." "I'm sorry, but... there was nothing more recent that might have been distracting him?" "Detective, if you're gonna tell me that you heard he was cheating on me, please." "I've heard that from the day we got engaged." "Well, there was one particular woman." "Ah." "You mean the Hungarian actress the papers can't seem to get enough of." "Yes, she's a very beautiful woman." "And would I have preferred it if he had not gone off to shoot that silly little art film in Budapest?" "Sure." "But Fletch wasn't cheating on me." "I can assure you." "All right." "But if you think of anything else, something he might have mentioned, even in passing..." "Uh, the only thing I can think of was when we were having a problem with this one particular fan." "He'd been driving us crazy, going through our trash." "We were going to file a restraining order." "Did you get a photo?" "Yes." "Okay, so I tracked down the name on the script left on Sayers' chair." "Started with all the people who had access to the stages, and our guy... thank you, Carrie... is named" "Freddy Albertson." "Was this guy also the fan outside of Sayers' house?" "Not the same guy." "No, but I still think he looks good for it." "Not only does Albertson have a collar for battery last year... beat up some guy in the Village... but he also works for Borough Quality Cleaning." "They do all the custodial at Downtown Media Stages." "Talk about an all-access pass." "Right?" "ALBERTSON:" "Fletch was a great actor." "I was a big fan." "I got to know him while I cleaned the place, you know?" "Seemed like a cool guy." "Said he wanted to read my stuff." "Really?" "'Cause a guy like Sayers has trouble finding good material?" "You see that thing he did with the alligator in the lake?" " Right." "So..." " (indistinct chatter nearby) ...you gave him your screenplay to read?" "Except he didn't read it." "We found a copy on his chair today with your pissy little note." "Yeah, I thought maybe he just needed another copy." "No, it's a bigger job." "We're moving 56 units." "Wait, you think I killed him because he didn't read my script?" "We know you got a temper, Freddy." "Sounds like you can hold your own in a bar fight." "Yeah, well, that moron was making fun of Quentin Tarantino." "The judge agreed with me and dropped the charges." "Look, if I killed every person that didn't read my script," "I'd be, like, the biggest mass murderer in history." "MAN:" "He giving you a hard time?" "Just answer their damn questions, Albertson." "Actually, just one question." "Where were you this morning?" "Filling out insurance stuff, like, 50 pages of it." "You can ask my supervisor." "Look, I'm not some sort of obsessive nut, okay?" "I'm just a writer trying to get ahead." "Sort of the same thing." "You want to talk to somebody who's obsessed with the guy," "I found some weirdo going through his trash." "He collected things." " This the guy?" " Sure is." " You get a name?" " No, but I did follow him home once." "I was afraid he might try to mess with Fletch." "We're going to need that address." "Yeah, sure." "Hey, listen, I'm... writing this script, it's kind of a cop drama thing." " I would love your input." " The address, Freddy." "Yeah, sure." "Sorry." "Albertson's supervisor got back to me." "His alibi's solid." "You know, I couldn't tell if he felt bad that Sayers was dead, or that someone else" " wasn't going to read his script now." " You know, you should do that." "Read scripts for TV and movies and stuff." "Jimmy Bodnar, over in Brooklyn North, he consults on all these TV shows, all these movies, and he's making" " a ton of money." " Yeah, actually," "I think I'd like to be in front of the camera." " Really?" " Yeah, like Gary Cooper." "Always liked him." "You don't strike me as the extrovert," " actor-y type." " Well, neither was he." "Okay, I have a little exercise for you." "You ready?" "There's this thing called "improv,"" " improvisation." " Is that what it's called?" "I'm gonna give you a scenario, you're gonna build on it." " You're gonna say, "Yes, and..."" " Yes, and and you can't say no, so you can't contradict your partner." "I learned that when we dated." "All right." " I'm gonna make it easy on you." " Okay." "Two cops on a stakeout" " waiting for a crazed fan." " Well, that's what we're doing." " Why don't we come up with something..." " All right, you're contradicting me." " Okay." " You're starting off on the wrong foot." " Stop directing me." "Let's do it." " Just build on the information that I give you..." "Al, that's our guy." "Yes, and... we'd better go get him, then." " No, no, Al, that is our guy." " Yes, and" " he looks really guilty." " Al!" "That's our guy!" "Hey!" "Lester!" "What you call "obsessive," I call theology." "We all have certain images or ideas that give our lives meaning." "CARRIE:" "And something tells me that image, for you, was Fletcher Sayers." "And still is." "If you check the infographic" "I created, you'll see how all of his roles corresponded to a moment of personal transformation in his life." "It's like a... a series of rebirths, if you will." " Mr. Weberman..." " Lester." "Lester, you don't really think" "Sayers is coming back from the dead, do you?" "No, Christians already cornered the market on that." "It'll be something better." "And the infographic tells..." "tells you that?" "LESTER:" "Well, I did accurately predict his breakup from that witch, Sheila Evans, and that he would find the soul mate," "Amira Buery." "It's just underneath the butterfly sticker right..." "Amira told us they were about to file a restraining order against you." "That's why I ran when you showed up." "But nobody loved him like I loved him." "I understand it might be hard for her to share him, but I thought we could work through it." "Now we'll never get the chance." "CARRIE:" "Lester, you are clearly the greatest living expert" " on Fletcher Sayers." " That's true." " Look at this." " CARRIE:" "Oh." " Easy." " LESTER:" "No, no, no." "It's a prop from his reboot of Red Badge of Courage." "He actually held this." "I got it off eBay." "Maybe you could get some DNA off it or something?" "We've got enough of his DNA, Lester." "CARRIE:" "Did you notice anything out of the ordinary while you were, you know, digging through his trash?" " I'm not ashamed." " No, nor should you be." "I am not ashamed to admit that I had an entire collage dedicated to" "Corey Feldman on my wall." "Anyway, like I was saying, did you notice anything out of the ordinary?" "Well... not exactly out of the ordinary, because he often got threatening mail tied to his humanitarian work, but... lately there seemed to be a lot about this coal initiative." "What if you just give us the file?" "Oh, yeah." "Sure." "I can get this back, right?" "Yeah, sure, of course you can." "You have any cards on you?" "Yeah." "Lester, you give us a call if you think of anything else." "The card of the detectives who are solving" "Fletcher's murder." "This is going in a frame." "So the file's full of cease-and-desist orders, defamation threats, all from Musgrove Power, a coal company based in Kentucky." "Now, it looks like Fletcher was at the forefront of a movement to not only have all the plants shut down, but to have criminal negligence charges filed against the owner..." "Lamar Musgrove." "I know Musgrove from my FBI days." "We went after him for union busting." "A lot of people got hurt." " We could never tie him to anything." " Well, now might be your best chance to get him, because him and his entourage are in town." "And Fletcher ends up dead." "Isn't that convenient?" "I'd say a little too convenient." "If you think I'm crying any tears over some mamby-pamby actor who got killed, you are sadly mistaken." "That boy was a pain." "Already cost me one of my plants, was going after the others, all for no reason, I might add." "No reason?" "Half of your employees are dying of lung disease." "Sayers gave them a voice." "Ah, here we go." "Big bad coal." "Listen, my daddy worked the mines for 40 years, was never sick a day in his life." "What Mr. Sayers failed to understand is we are the number one employer in southeastern Kentucky." "Shutting down our plant did nothing but take food off of people's tables." "So you're saying half of Kentucky might have motive?" "I'm saying these Hollywood types always need a new villain to chase." "Somebody like me." "But what they don't see is, where I'm from... people see me as the hero." "The wages they earn in my plants pay their mortgages." "Somebody like Sayers comes along, knocks the table over, then goes back to his compound in Malibu or wherever, leaves us to pick up the pieces." "And as the, uh... hero, you took care of the problem." "Sayers." "Right?" "I carry a grudge, but I don't kill people." "I negotiate." "That's why I was here in the first place." "To negotiate with Fletcher Sayers." "Indeed." "We had an appointment to meet and discuss terms on the fifth." "He canceled on me." "Typical." "The infographic I created... you'll see how all of his roles correspond to a moment of personal transformation in his life..." "Were you meeting at a place named Joe's?" "No, we were gonna meet here." "Fact is, I'd had enough." "I was gonna offer to finance one of his other causes if he'd just lay off of Musgrove Power." "Well, guess you don't have to worry about that now, do you?" "(chuckles)" "Sometimes I catch a break." "We'll be in touch." "Listen." "At Lester's apartment, he had a work schedule of Sayers', a-a call sheet." "It said "August 5th, Joe's."" "There's gotta be 1,000 places called Joe's." "Yeah, well..." "Jay loves a challenge." "Thanks, Jay." "Well, you were right." "Jay found a gas station charge from Sayers on the same day out near the Bruckner Expressway." "Three blocks away, there's a place called" " Joe's Uptown Lounge." " There you go." "Sounds about as remote as you can get." "(door opens)" "(door closes)" "Nothing says cop like that suit and haircut." "Are you the ones that called?" "Yeah." "You Joe?" "Joe's dead 20-odd years." "Cirrhosis of the liver." "I have the security tapes you asked for back here." "What do you say, beautiful?" "You want a shot?" "You look like a Tequila drinker." "And you look like you still live at home with your mother." "(bartender laughs)" "I don't mean no disrespect, but you might've noticed this ain't the kind of place movie stars hang out in." "That's the point." "Your bar was the last place anyone would expect." "Technically, we're a lounge." "We have banquettes." " Oh, that brings them in, does it?" " You'd be surprised." "There." "It's Fletcher Sayers." "No!" "The guy from .357" "Magnum?" "Are you sure?" "Keep it going." "Let's see who he meets." "Ah... right there." "Six minutes later." "Hey, that's, uh..." "That's Sheila Evans, his former girlfriend." "He left Sheila Evans?" "I saw her naked in three different movies." "Man, I'll never understand Hollywood!" "Yeah, maybe he was having regrets, too, huh?" "JAY:" "Listen, given that Sheila Evans is dating Devon Wilson, the NBA record holder on assault charges," "I'd want to meet on the down low, too." "That sounds like you know a lot about Sheila Evans." "Well, I'm not saying we have a personal relationship or anything, but, uh, she did happen to retweet one of my comments" " on her Twitter feed." " Oh!" " Jay's a fan." " Nah, I'm just saying the juice cleanse that she promotes on her Web site kind of works." "Uh, guys, we got a problem." "TINA:" "Undercover Hollywood cannowconfirm that Fletcher Sayers was meeting secretly with his ex, Sheila Evans, in the days before his death." "How the hell'd they get that?" " She must've followed you guys." " TINA:" "Amira!" "Amira!" " Is there any truth to the rumor" " Just go away, please." " that Fletcher was back" " Please!" "to his old womanizing ways?" "Please, please, leave me alone." "Unbelievable." "(door opens)" "I'm surrendering myself to the authorities!" "Hey, Al?" "If you need a hand..." "I don't understand why my publicist and photographer couldn't be in here." "I mean, I pay them." "This is part of a formal investigation, Ms. Evans." "Fine." "Nice tie." "I'm interested in hearing why you met Fletcher Sayers at Joe's Lounge on the fifth of August." "And now, apparently, so is everybody else in the world." "Well, you can all... chillax on that." "He wanted the name of my immigration lawyer." "Boring." " Immigration lawyer?" " Yeah." "I mean, he didn't say or whatever, but since everyone's talking about that little sweetie he met in Hungary last month," "I figured he wanted to keep her around." "I mean, that's how I got my dual citizenship so quickly." "Uh, you might want to keep that to yourself, Sheila." "Why?" "Was that illegal?" "(shushes)" "Sayers' wife seems convinced he'd changed his ways." "Yeah, well, he didn't tell her he was meeting with me, did he?" "No." "And do you know why?" "Because a tiger doesn't change his spots." "I know Fletcher better than anybody." "He could never be true to one woman." "Where were you yesterday morning, Ms. Evans?" "I thought you'd never ask." "Four hours getting my extensions and color done by François Duchamp at the salon." "LAWYER:" "Feels like we're done here." "Thank you, Detectives." "I don't believe that." "You think she's lying?" "No, I'm talking about her hair extensions." "You really can't tell." "Detective, can I ask you a few questions?" "Ms. Forbish, we're right in the middle of solving a murder." "You need to stay out of our way." "I'm sorry." "There's this thing called" " freedom of the press." " (chuckles)" " You are not the press." " But..." "I have a van." "And a camera." "What you just did to Fletcher Sayers' wife," "I think it was disgusting." "Don't you dare point that at me." "It's okay, Sandy." "Please." "You bought that act?" "She knew who she marrying." "Fletcher Sayers was only interested in one thing." "Himself." "Mr. Humanitarian?" "Please." "We went along on that trip he took to Haiti after the earthquake." "He barely left his hotel room." "We're not that different." "You don't like that we talked to Amira, but the fact is you should be asking her the same questions." "If we feel we have to talk to her again, it'll be for one reason only." "To catch the person who killed her husband." "What you're doing is for ratings." "That's the difference." "And don't tell me how to do my job." "(phone ringing)" "Carrie Wells." "Detective?" "Help me." "Someone's broken in." "Lester?" "You know where I live, right?" "Can you come?" "Lester, listen to me." "I want you to hang up the phone." "I want you to call dial 911 now." "I think it's too late." " No!" " Lester!" "(gunshots over phone)" " What do you got, Jo?" " Well..." "Fletcher was killed by a .38." "I know it's early, but I'm guessing we're looking at identical wounds." "Someone must've been looking for something." "Maybe Lester met his match." "After Marilyn Monroe died, fans fought over her used toothpicks." "But they didn't kill over them." "No." "They were looking for something in particular." "What you call "obsessive,"" "I call theology." "Al?" "On that wall there, there was a-a sleeve... it had a hotel key in it." "Room 1715," "Seaver House." "It's missing." "We should head over there, yeah?" "Room 1715 is currently occupied" " by Maureen Kajava." " Hmm." "Has been for two weeks." " Not Fletcher Sayers?" " Definitely not." "Can I see the registry?" " The signature where they signed in?" " Uh, booked on the Internet." "No signature required." " Oh." " So, who's Maureen Kajava?" "AL:" "Any idea what caliber?" "WEBSTER:" "Well, from the size of the wounds, I'm gonna say a .38." "Mo Kajava." "Mo Kajava!" "When celebrities, they want to protect their privacy, right, they often check in under a different name, an alias if you will." "That's Fletcher's room!" "How did you...?" " I'm not even gonna ask." " No, no, no, no!" "Maureen, Mo." "Kajava, ka java." "In his dressing room, he had mocha java coffee everywhere." "It's really quite simple." "Simple." "I want to see that room." "AL:" "No suitcase." "Nothing in the drawers." "Soap in the bathroom is still wrapped." "It's like he barely used this room." "It appears Mr. Sayers went in and out." "But no one ever joined him." "Just housekeeping and room service." "Routine." "Well, he wasn't having an affair, that's for sure." "Is it just me or is it very cold in here?" "Uh, it's in the special request section on the room." "Miss Kajav..." "Uh, Mr. Sayers required that the room be kept at 65 degrees at all times." "WEBSTER:" "Well, from the size of the wounds, I'm gonna say a .38." "Apparently, nobody heard anything, so he must have used a silencer." "Wait a second." "Al, there was a brownout at the studio that kicked the air-conditioning off in Fletcher's dressing room, right?" "It had been off for over two hours when we got there." "It was over 80 in there." "But Weinstock said Sayers was in his dressing room working for almost an hour." "Unless he wasn't working." "Unless he was already dead." "And why would he lie about that?" "Listen, I'm a regular guy." "I see a dead body, I panic." "Especially somebody like Fletcher." "I didn't know what to do." "I think most regular guys would've called 911." " What were you covering for?" " Nothing!" "I swear." "I needed a minute to collect my thoughts, you know." " No, I don't know." " You don't think" "I had anything to do with his murder?" "Because if that's the case, I'm gonna have to call some of those lawyers" "I spoke about earlier." "This is a $140 million film." "MAN:" "Let's tail-slate it!" "Mark!" "You should call those lawyers you've been talking about." "Because while your star was lying dead in his dressing room, you were talking to that guy right there." "You knew exactly what to do." "JAY:" "Okay, so Colin Keyes." "Found him through facial recognition since Weinstock was afraid to roll on him." "I can see why." "This guy's a notorious fixer." "Gets most of his work out of Hollywood and DC." "And he's got some serious weaponry licensed to him, including a .38-caliber handgun." "Now, this guy's done a lot of bad stuff in his day, so my guess is, if Weinstock wanted to get rid of his star, Keyes would be the one to do it." "Doesn't make sense, though." "Weinstock's all about the bottom line." "He may hate Sayers, but the guy's starring in his movie." "He's not gonna kill him." "At least not until he sees the box office." "No, Keyes was there to clean something up." "But what?" "You're kidding me, right?" "I don't ask those kinds of questions." "I come in, I do a job, I move on." "Covering up for clients caught with hookers or drugs is one thing." "You tampered with a homicide crime scene." "Prove I was in that room, Lieutenant." "The video you mentioned only proves I was on set." "Just like 200 other people." "You got nothing on me." "So, if we toss this very pristine office of yours, we're not gonna find anything from Fletcher's dressing room or Lester Weberman's apartment, right?" "Weber-whatever, I don't know." "But listen..." "I don't need this hassle." "This is Weinstock's problem, not mine." "His movies suck anyway." "He called me when he found the body." "Wanted me to do a generic sweep." "Didn't want anything in that room that might cause a negative blowback to Fletcher and the movie." " What did you find?" " Almost nothing." "A bottle of Melatonin, a picture of Fletcher and some girl." "Weinstock was mostly interested in that." "He was trying to protect Fletcher's marriage for some reason." "This card was under it." "Her name's Eva." "What can I say?" "I'm a romantic." "(indistinct conversation)" "Wait a second, this girl was on the cleaning crew at the stages." "Maybe this is who he needed the immigration attorney for." "Maybe it wasn't the Hungarian actress." "Maybe this Eva was the new love of his life." "I am telling you, she charged my cameraman." "It was very intimidating." "Well, I'm very sorry." "I mean, Detective Rollins-Murray can sometimes be a little passionate about her work." "Freedom of the press is a right guaranteed by the Constitution, Eliot." "And you will find no stronger defender of that treasured document than me." "Listen..." "I want to make things right." "So, how about I propose this:" "When Major Crimes takes down Fletcher Sayers' killer," "I guarantee you and your crew will be there, live." "You can do that?" "It's my task force... what I say goes." "Eliot, I think I speak for everyone in the press corps... you are a man of the people." "I like to think so." "This is the cleaning place?" "A little quiet." "It's open." "Carrie and I were just here yesterday." "Cleaned out." "They're gone." "Hey, guys, so I've been digging into" "Borough Quality Cleaning." "There's not much." "Looks like they showed up about three years ago in the city, started getting a bunch of large cleaning contracts by underbidding everyone else in town." "How many employees?" "That's just the thing." "As far as the IRS is concerned, there's only six." "They got to have more than that at Downtown Media Stages alone." "Not to mention the housekeeping staff at Seaver House and all the other hotels." "What about Eva?" "Not listed as an employee." "But our eager screenwriter" "Freddy Albertson shows up." "In fact... about a week ago, they gave management notice at the Media Stages and at a bunch of hotels they were canceling their contracts." "And get this:" "I found a Mountain Quality Cleaning operated out of Kansas City eight years ago." "Same deal:" "lots of jobs, no employees." "Oh, they have employees." "They're just not paying most of them." "When I was at the Bureau, we looked into groups who were bringing young women into the country illegally, mostly through Eastern Europe." "They get them here, take their papers and force them to work for nothing." "Now, the real employees, like Albertson, they don't know anything." "But if any of the others complain, they threaten to turn them over to I.C.E. or worse." "Well, that's slave labor." "Right?" "And if Fletcher had found out what was going on, he never would have let that go." "JAY:" "Hold on, guys." "I just got an e-mail from the immigration lawyer that Sayers contacted through his ex-girlfriend, Sheila Evans." "Now, the lawyer says" "Sayers didn't tell him much." "Just he's bringing a group of women over the next couple of days who need his help." "So he wasn't having an affair." "He was trying to help this woman..." "Eva, right?" "He was getting ready to blow the whole thing up." "That's probably what got him killed." "When groups like this get spooked, they just take off." "They'll move their employees all around the country until they find another city to set up shop." "Which explains why the offices were empty." "And if they get out of New York, we may never find 'em." "Seemed like a cool guy." "Said he wanted to read my stuff." "AL:" "Really?" "No, it's a bigger job." "We're moving 56 units." "That guy at the cleaning office, Malone, he was talking about moving 56 units." "He was talking about moving people." "Murray, how do they move these girls around" " from place to place?" " We never found out." "By the time the Bureau got there, they were gone." "JAY:" "A big truck, maybe?" "18-wheeler?" "I don't think so." "Weigh stations, inspections." "I'd go smaller." "Vans." "I'm on it." "Come on." "Okay, so these are the rental companies large enough to handle that many vans." "Any way to narrow it down?" "This card was under it." "Her name's Eva." "Wait a second, Jay." "Right there..." "Emerald Van Associated." "Emerald Van Associated." "E-V-A." "It's not her name." "It's the van company they were using." "It's over by the East River." "All right." "Let's go." "Let's go." "(sirens wailing)" "TINA:" "Hold on!" "Wait!" "What's going on?" "We, uh... we're gonna have to... cite you for fishing without a license." "A ticket?" " Yeah." " (chuckles)" "Did you get that?" "(chuckles)" "MAN:" "Van and a Cadillac coming up on your right." "We got to get inside." "Unit One, my men are in place." "No." "We start shooting, we could have a hostage situation." "Hold for now, guys." "On my signal." "Copy that." "(indistinct arguing)" "You know what?" "I got an idea." "I told you this wasn't right." "You should've listened to Abby." "She said 575." " You told me 475." " No." " Maybe it's on Tenth." " No, nothing's on Tenth." "Hey." "Hi." "We're looking for this little place called J'adore, a French restaurant." "Do you know where it is?" "Yes, and a big chandelier, great bread?" " Uh-huh." " Not here." " Aw, I could've sworn it was right here." " He's got no s..." "You've got no sense of direction." "I mean, like, zero." "We went to Venice." "We walked around and around in circles." "Then we went on one of those little can..." "I mean, it was just..." "Do you know...?" "He doesn't." "Now, get out of here." "NYPD." "You move, you're dead." "Told you this was the right place." "MAN:" "Off the truck!" "Come on!" "MAN 2:" "Off the truck." "Let's go." "(indistinct chatter)" "MAN 2:" "Off the truck!" "Move!" "MAN 1:" "Move it." "MAN 2:" "You heard him!" "Move!" " All right, let's go." " Let's move." "Come on, come on, come on." "Move." "Little faster." "Huh?" "Come on." "Over there." "(gunshots)" "MAN:" "Get down on the ground!" " Go, go, go!" " (screaming)" "♪" "Give me the gun." "I got him." "Go." "Okay, this way, ladies." "All right, let's keep moving." " Come on." " Come here, ladies." "Gonna be okay." "Right over here." "All right." "Hi." "I'm Carrie Wells." "I'm with the NYPD." "It's okay." "What's your name?" "Monika." " My name is Monika." " Monika," "I want you to know that you're okay." "You're gonna be safe now because of Fletcher." "He didn't die for nothing, okay?" "It's okay." "Turns out that .38 you took off that guy Malone matched the ballistics for bullets that killed Fletcher and Weberman." "Good work, people." "Thanks for getting us some space from that reporter." "Oh, speaking of which, they are all downstairs howling for a statement." " Murray?" " This one's all yours, Eliot." "Al." "Thank you both." "And thank you from..." "Fletcher." "We're so sorry." "Maybe I could have helped if I'd known, but I'm still in the middle of things with immigration, and we're under such scrutiny, he must have been afraid any publicity would've endangered Monika." " How's she doing?" " I've offered her a job in our home and, if she wants, some help to stay in the country." "The other women will all have representation as well." "Thank you again." "I'll walk you out." "You were right." "People change." "Fletcher Sayers did." "Well, I guess he realized if you find the right person, you stick with 'em, right?" "Yeah, but where are you gonna find the right one?" "Beats me." "Fact is..." "I'm nothing like Fletcher Sayers." " Much better actor, for one." " Um, he won an Academy Award." "Come on." "You saw my work outside that van place." ""Big chandelier, great bread."" "I definitely deserve a nomination for that one." "You know what, forget Gary Cooper because you," " you were so good, we got to do it again." " What are you doing?" "Here's the deal." "You're a doctor and I am a hypochondriac." "Ready?" "Oh, Doctor, my foot, it hurts." "I can't walk on it." "Something's wrong." "Am I dying?" " Your foot's fine." " Oh, what about my eyes?" "My eyes have really been bothering me." " They're all blurry." " Now that you mention it," "I do see an issue." " You do?" " I prescribe at least" " one drink at Gaffigan's." " Ah." "Can you follow your doctor's orders?" "Yeah, I can do that." "But I'm buying." "Not gonna contradict you there." "All right." "Fine." "You know, they should do a movie about us in Syracuse." "Good beginning, not such a great ending." "Yeah?" "What about the sequel?" " How's that end?" " No." "No, you're gonna have to wait to find out." "No spoilers."