"Dispatcher:" "All units be advised." "We have shots fired and an officer down." "We need tactical support on the 3600 block of MacGregor Drive in Northridge." "Air 5, who is responding to the MacGregor Drive call?" "We've got 60 seconds." "[ Siren walls ] Officer: 17-835." "I'll be on the scene in 15 seconds." "Any suspect descriptions?" "Dispatcher #2:" "No description given." "835." "Show me code six." "[ Sirens wail ]" "There we go." "Right there." "South curb." "Lying down, south curb." "[ Dog barks ]" "Okay, we got him right there." "We got him under the light." "I got him right here." "[ Police radio chatter ] [ Wailing continues ]" "The Closer 7x20 Armed Response Original Air Date on August 6, 2012" "== sync, corrected by elderman ==" "Provenza:" "Bobby." "Provenza." "He's not a cop." "You're kidding." "Neighbor called it in." "Must have been confused by the uniform." "[ Police radio chatter ]" "Looks like he was working private security." "Poor kid." "All right, Bobby." "Get on the radio." "Let everyone know there not an officer down." "And this security car over here must belong to the victim, so tape it off." "Let's get a perimeter set up, huh?" "Bobby:" "Code 4 on MacGregor." "Not an officer." "Repeat." "Not an officer." "[ Helicopter blades whirring ]" "Pilot:" "He's waving us off." "We still gonna take this case?" "I'm up." "I'm dressed." "I'm making time-and-a-half." "Let's go." "[ Lights click ]" "Okay, the I.D. says our security guard's name is, uh, Danny Chaidez." "Wish I could confirm that for sure, but the shotgun took out most of his face." "Close range, too -- about 10 feet." "I got a shell casing from a 12-gauge shotgun, sir." "Looks like the shooter approached on foot from across the lawn." "Our victim turned -- boom." "So it wasn't a drive-by." "No, sir." "I just spoke with the lady who called 911." "According to her, she heard the shot, looked out her window, saw what she thought was a dead cop lying on the ground, but no one fleeing the scene, although it smells like she's been hitting the Chardonnay pretty hard." "Great." "No witnesses." "Gentlemen." "Ah." "DDA Baldwin." "I'm afraid it was a bit of a wasted trip for you." "Turns out that this murder is not an officer down." "I heard that on the radio call." "Are you sure it's a murder?" "Well, I'm not an attorney like you, of course, but we found the guy lying in the street with his face blown away." "So, yeah." "Yeah, I'm comfortable calling it murder." "Why?" "The victim's carrying a gun." "Flynn:" "Well, his, uh, holster is still snapped." "So that means he never drew his weapon." "He was ambushed, ma'am." "Unless you already have conclusive evidence to the contrary, when we make our arrest, the suspect's attorney will claim self-defense." "Have you, uh, canvassed for witnesses?" "Does RACR have related assaults in this area or is it just " "You know, t-t-those are all great questions." "Why don't you get back in your car and write them all out for me?" "Chief Pope wants me here." "And you can stay, just not inside my crime scene." "Lieutenant, look, I " "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "I'm telling you, as the incident commander, stand over there." "What do you got, Mike?" "I just talked to the security company's dispatch." "The supervisor said our victim, Danny Chaidez, called in a suspicious-activity report at 12:48 a.m., a possible break-in at an empty house." "3631 MacGregor." "Right over there." "Police!" "L.A.P.D.!" "Open door on the left!" "Door on my left." "Bathroom, right." "Around the corner!" "Clear!" "We're clear!" "Clear!" "Hey, Buzz!" "Come on in." "It's all clear." "Gabriel:" "Hey, guys." "In here." "Okay." "Look at this, Buzz." "We got an iPod on a battery-operated dock here." "Buzz:" "And a sleeping bag for two." "Somebody was having a good time." "Sanchez:" "Forensics, get this ashtray." "Flynn:" "Buzz, check this out." "A pink bra and a 12-pack of condoms." "Now, that's what I call optimism." "I also found some empty condom wrappers in the bathroom and a lot of biological evidence." "This is disgusting." "I believe we've maximized our DNA potential." "That's even more disgusting." "And this iPod has a bunch of music on it, including a file that says "slow jam love mix,"" "but, uh, no photos." "Cannabis, candles, and condoms." "Sounds like young romance." "When you put it to music, yeah." "And I'm looking at the settings here, and it looks like this belonged to someone named Luke." "Luke who?" "Uh, sorry." "It just says "Luke's music."" "I'll, uh, I'll trace the serial number, see if I can find who bought it and where." "So, the operating theory would be that this Luke and whoever else was in the house partying with him may have been involved in the shooting last night or at least witnessed it." "I-is there any other blindingly obvious thing you would like to point out to us?" "Do you know if our victim ever went inside the house himself?" "Found the key to the door in his back pocket, ma'am." "Having the key doesn't mean he used it." "There are probably a lot of people in the area who knew the house was vacant." "We should probably talk to the estate agent and the bank officers, in addition to everyone in the neighborhood, just to rule out " "Claire. [ Clears throat ] Claire." "Excuse me." "Do you think that you're speaking to an Academy class?" "Lieutenant, regardless of whether or not he used his weapon, the victim was armed, and the killer will say he was approached with deadly force and acted in fear of his life." "So, what can you tell me about Mr. Chaidez?" "25, no criminal record, no gang affiliations, and he was a war hero, ma'am." "A war hero?" "Sergeant Chaidez served 18 months in Iraq and in three tours of duty in Afghanistan, and he was awarded the Silver Star for gallantry in Kandahar." "Only to be shot down in the streets of Los Angeles." "It doesn't seem right at all." "Chief Johnson, I, uh, thought you were in Atlanta." "I was." "Welcome back." "Thank you." "And thanks so much, the rest of you, for all the flowers and...food and...cards that you sent my family." "We were so grateful for all the wonderful things you wrote about my mother." "Lieutenant Provenza, may I speak with you for a moment?" "Certainly." "Thank you." "And, uh, DDA Baldwin," "I can't tell you how much we appreciate your help." "We'll be sure to update you just as soon as we've made an arrest." "I'm sure you know the way out." "[ Sighs ] What is Baldwin doing here?" "Uh, ask Pope, not me." "Was she running my murder room?" "[ Chuckling ] No." "No, she wasn't." "Just some bureaucratic B.S." "And I'll take care of it." "Y-you do not need to be here, Chief." "Our victim is a decorated veteran." "This is exactly where I need to be." "You weren't supposed to come back from Atlanta till next month." "All my brothers are there, three aunts, two uncles, nephews, nieces." "There isn't even a place to park in front of my parents' house right now." "It's later I need to think about -- when my father's all alone." "So, please, just, uh... fill me in on this case." "What's our strongest lead?" "[ Clears throat ] An iPod left at the scene." "Owned by?" "Carolyn Lowitz." "Carolyn?" "Not Luke?" "No." "According to the receipt and the serial number," "Carolyn Lowitz bought that iPod at the Grove in May." "Maybe it was, uh, a gift for Luke." "Or he stole it." "Do we have an address for Ms. Lowitz?" "No, I'm still waiting on an e-mail from the credit-card company." "It should be here any second." "Chief Johnson." "How are you?" "We didn't expect you back at work so soon." "You just here for the day or do you " "No, no." "I'm back at work." "And w" "Uh, I-I've got a serious public-safety issue in front of me, so..." "Is there anything I can do for you?" "Will you be taking your entire division out with you?" "That was the plan." "How long will you be gone?" "Well, that depends on how long the suspect takes to apprehend." "Is there anyone in particular that you would like us to leave behind?" "Chief, got an address for Carolyn Lowitz." "Do you mind if we pay Ms. Lowitz a call?" "Shouldn't take long." "She's, uh, living in a highly populated neighborhood, Chief." "Oh, good point." "Y-you know, e-even if she isn't our killer, we should probably be, you know, uh, extra careful in how we approach Ms. Lowitz." "Taylor:" "The last thing we need is to incur civilian casualties during a manhunt, and we all know the suspect could be armed, so if anyone starts shooting..." "Oh, for heaven's sakes, let's make a big production out of it, then." "Chief Pope, I have a special request." "Uh, so have I." "Would you come with me, please?" "Excuse us, everyone." "Pope:" "Why are you even at work today?" "I'm trying to find the person who murdered a war hero, with DDA Baldwin looking over my shoulder, how do you expect me to do that?" "By staying home." "My special request, if you want to call it that, is that you take your full three weeks of bereavement leave." "I'm not gonna do that right now." "Are you sure you're okay even being here?" "Yes, I'm fine." "I'd rather not discuss it." "Okay." "Okay, this is a personal matter, so I'm not gonna order you to go home." "You could order Baldwin to stay out of my murder room till I call her." "Well, no, I can't do that, either." "Okay." "I see that you want a deputy D.A." "attached to Major Crimes, but what I do not understand is why." "Because it's the compromise I made to keep Major Crimes up and running." "And to keep me?" "Yeah." "And it's why my position as Assistant Chief will now be taken by Taylor instead of you." "Believe me, you -- you didn't want that job." "Why didn't you tell me about all these compromises before?" "Well I was afraid you might quit." "Plus, you were really mad at me." "[ Sighs ]" "And then your mom...died, and, uh, you've been under a lot of pressure because of the leak in your division, and I guess while we're getting the bad news out, we might as well get it all out." "Raydor thinks she's finally figured out who that is." "We were gonna manage that today while you were still gone, but if you're determined to stay " "I am." "Who is it?" "Who's the leak?" "No, no, no." "She still has more statements to take, but by this afternoon " "So, you know who it is?" "I just said we'll have this figured out later today." "Raydor has to do this by the rules." "Now, you say you want to work, and you have a special request." "What is it?" "Yes." "Um, I need, um, 10 S.I.S. officers, several patrol cars, and tactical support from Special Operations." "Considering our ridiculously limited resources, do you have an incredibly good reason for ordering an expensive roll-out like that?" "I do." "I need to return someone's iPod." "Yoo-hoo!" "Ms. Lowitz?" "Ms. Carolyn Lowitz?" "Hi." "Yes?" "Uh, my name is Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson, and, uh, this is Detective David Gabriel." "May we come in?" "Sure." "Thank you." "We're from the L.A.P.D. theft division, and we've got great news." "It's "returning stolen property" week." "It's kind of a community-outreach thing." "And according to our records, you purchased this iPod in May, and we just recently recovered it." "Oh, this must be Luke's." "Luke?" "Who's that?" "My grandson, Luke Bauer." "I bought this for him a few weeks ago." "Okay, so, this is, like, a high-school-graduation gift?" "No." "For his 23rd birthday." "Oh, God." "That was stolen." "Luke wasn't hurt, was he?" "Oh, no, no." "Not at all." "A-and do you know where Luke is right now?" "He's not here." "All units, stand down." "We're moving to a new location." "We have a full name on our suspect." "Luke Bauer, age 23." "He's to be considered armed and dangerous." "Okay, everyone." "Gather in." "He's at Run N' Gun Sporting Goods on the corner of Victory and Reseda." "Got it?" "Let's go." "Oh." "You found them." "Of course I did." "Trust me, I'm gonna make your feet feel great." "[ Giggles ]" "Luke Bauer, I believe this belongs to you." "You got the right to remain silent." "Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law." "You have the right to an attorney." "Door opens ]" "Brenda:" "Okay, Luke." "[ Door closes ] Now... the only thing that I know about you besides your taste in music is that you like to break into other people's houses." "I don't break into people's houses." "Really?" "You were arrested for just that very thing last year." "That was my mom's house!" "She dropped the charges." "Yeah, but not before the police found you with a dagger, kung fu sticks, something called a dirk knife, and there's a second page here." "Oh, look, Chief -- a shotgun." "That's a lot of weapons to be carrying around, Luke." "Preparing for armageddon?" "No." "Those are all antiques left to me by my father." "My mother didn't want me to have them, and I got tired of waiting, so I decided to take them." "And there's something called the second amendment which says it's okay for me to have all that stuff." "Why don't you read the Constitution, asshole?" "[ Chuckles ]" "Did our founding fathers also endow you with the inalienable right to have sex in other people's houses?" "Looks like you made quite a party out of it, Luke." "A sleeping bag, pot, beer." "I didn't break in, and it wasn't a party." "No." "It was a murder." "I don't..." "I don't..." "What happened to this guy?" "Hmm." "Maybe he'd be easier to recognize for you with a face." "His name is Danny Chaidez." "He was a veteran." "Just returned from serving in Iraq and Afghanistan." "You met Mr. Chaidez just moments before his face was blown off with a shotgun, and guess who owns one." "I didn't shoot this guy." "I swear." "We know you were in that house, and we know you were not alone." "Oh, man." "Oh, man." "Brenda:" "Who were you with?" "Sighs ] We just..." "I was just looking for a place to hang out." "No, no." "You just said "we."" "Who was "we"?" "You were with someone." "Who was it?" "You're on probation, Luke, so I don't even need a warrant to search your house or your car." "And when I find a weapon of any kind or drugs, you're immediately back in court." "I was with my girlfriend, okay?" "Okay." "What's her name?" "Jenna." "Bateman." "Jenna Bateman." "Look, the only reason we were in that house was because I've got three roommates right now, and we never know when Jenna's dad's gonna be home " "Jenna's dad?" "!" "How old is she?" "We found DNA all over that house." "If you're shuttling in little girls " "She is not a little girl!" "She'll be 17 in like a month!" "Uh-huh." "Tell me, have you ever heard of statutory rape?" "That would be when you have sex with someone under the age of consent." "And, you know, if we add that to the breaking-and-entering charge from last night, you're swinging at strike three, buddy." "No." "No." "Look, this was all Jenna's idea to go in this house." "It wasn't mine." "She had a key." "We had just went in there to -- we were just hanging out!" "And then Mr. rent-a-cop shows up and tells us to get lost before he calls the cops." "So I took off." "You took off?" "Where did Jenna go?" "I don't know." "Home, I guess." "What's her address?" "We'd like to check on her." "Forest Drive -- 1015 Forest Drive." "Okay." "It's right around the corner..." "I'm gonna get a search warrant for this little dirtbag's home." "I'll go pick up the girl." "The guy was alive when we left." "I swear it." "Oh, uh, she's 16." "Well, tell the young Miss Jenna what we found in the party house, and then ask her if she wants to come in with or without her parents." "Mm-hmm." "Gabriel:" "Maybe Danny threatened you." "He was armed." "No, look, I told you the whole story." "Danny..." "Whatever his name was, he told us to leave, and we left." "What are you doing?" "I need to speak with Detective Gabriel." "Excuse me, Detective." "Come with me, please." "Chief Pope is expecting us." "Chief?" "Go on." "Before we begin this meeting, is there anything you want to tell me?" "I don't know what this meeting is about, Captain." "Okay." "So, before we start, I want you to know that I'm really sorry we have to do things this way." "Do what things?" "I don't " " I don't understand." "Ann?" "[ Voice breaking ] David, I am so sorry." "Sorry for what?" "What -- what's going on?" "Have a seat, Detective." "[ Sighs ]" "Detective, are you aware that during the time" "Peter Goldman was suing the L.A.P.D., he was paying the woman you're living with for information about Major Crimes?" "She's not working for Goldman." "She just finished law school." "She's studying to take the bar." "I'm helping her study to take the bar." "How could she be working for Goldman?" "Raydor:" "Mr. Goldman shares reception and office personnel with several other law firms, one of which used Ann last summer as an intern." "She's already admitted that in exchange for getting to know you," "Goldman paid off $60,000 of her student loans." "But how could -- look, this -- this can't be right." "She didn't know anything to tell Goldman." "I wouldn't be so sure about that." "A couple of weeks ago when I met her," "I was struck when you told me that Ann gives you her point of view on everything." "I wondered if "everything" included your work and your personal recollections of the cases we were being sued for in court." "For example, even though it appears as if no laws were broken, we all have doubts about the way Chief Johnson settled affairs with Turell Baylor." "Did you share your doubts with Ann?" "But we -- we met when she joined my church." "I think that was the plan, David." "You were -- you were paid to meet me at church?" "You came to my church?" "So, the Sunday that we met and you came up and introduced yourself to me and said that you needed legal advice, that was all part of some plan?" "Pope:" "I know this is difficult, but let's try not to stray off the subject." "This is -- this is not a subject!" "This is not a subject!" "This is -- this is my life!" "This is my everything!" "Ann, how -- how could you do this to me?" "!" "Goldman told me you were a crooked cop and that you were involved in a murder." "And, David " " David, look, as soon as I knew you weren't what he said and that I had feelings for you, real feelings, I wanted to quit!" "And -- and I tried to keep you from being subpoenaed." "Do you -- you remember that?" "You weren't subpoenaed at the same time as everyone else." "But Peter said that -- "Peter said"?" "You're calling that son of a bitch "Peter"?" "Please tell me what Peter said." "He said that if I didn't go on helping him, he would tell you everything, and I was caught." "I hoped that after the trials were over, you would never find out." "David, I am so " "Do not touch me." "I'm so sorry." "Can David and I have a minute to talk alone, please?" "Oh, no!" "I am done talking with you." "We have talked enough, okay?" "You know, did you -- did you -- did you get your $60,000 worth out of me, hmm?" "Did you hold my hand enough?" "You don't think that!" "Did you get paid a little extra for sleeping with me?" "!" "It wasn't like that!" "You know what?" "I don't want to hear it!" "David, I love you!" "Am I required to stay here?" "Because I would really like to go now, please." "Will I at least get a chance to explain myself to Chief Johnson and my division?" "I'll need to get your complete statement first." "Fine." "Whatever." "Just get me out of here." "Just wait a second." "Please." "You need to get your stuff out of my house." "She needs to get her stuff out of my house." "David, we'll take care of that." "[ Voice breaking ] Wait a second." "This way, David." "Wait a second!" "You know what?" "[ Sighs ]" "You need to get out of my house." "You need to get out of my church." "And you need to get out of my life, Ann." "[ Sobbing ] David, wait." "I am sorry." "I mean it!" "I'm sorry!" "I " "[ whispering indistinctly ]" "Um..." "Prince Charming's underage girlfriend," "Jenna Bateman, is on her way up to speak with us." "Flynn's mirandizing her now in the elevator." "With or without her father?" "Without." "And we sent some officers over to search Luke's apartment." "Still no sign of our 12-gauge." "Doesn't look like our lovebirds were expecting company." "Did they have someplace to hide a shotgun?" "No." "Well, then, where'd it come from?" "Where'd it go?" "Tao:" "Maybe Jenna and Luke had exes who were unhappy with their relationships." "Ex would have shot one of them, not Danny." "Fritz:" "Yeah, why shoot the guy who was making them get dressed and leave?" "That would be completely irrational." "You have a minute?" "Can it wait just..." "Sorry." "Yes." "I-I do." "[ Sighs ] These heels are torturing my feet." "[ Door closes ] Please, please, please tell me that you brought me another pair of shoes." "And don't -- don't ask me if you need to talk to me." "Just say "listen," okay?" "Ever since mama asked me " "All right." "You know what?" "You know what?" "This -- this conversation, this... ongoing conversation you keep having with yourself about what your mother wanted to say, we're gonna table that conversation for the moment so we can discuss why I did not bring you your shoes." "You didn't?" "No." "If you don't like the way your feet are feeling, you need to go home." "I have a job, too." "I can't keep running back and forth between here and home and a hotel." "I really can't go back home right now." "Brenda, please." "Come on." "No, no, no." "Really." "Really, I think -- I-I think we should just move." "Well, we can talk about finding another place, sweetheart." "But first we have to unpack our suitcases." "We have to pick up Joel." "You don't think he's freaked out?" "He's been boarded for over a week." "And, honey, I miss your mother, too -- of course I do -- but your mother... is not at our house." "And you need to be." "[ Sniffles ]" "Jenna:" "Oh, my God." "Why show me this picture?" "If you know he's dead." "That is...awful." "Why -- why show me that?" "Because you and your boyfriend, Luke, are maybe the last two people to see this man, Danny Chaidez, alive." "Oh, I wasn't with Luke last night." "Jenna, you chose to come down here on your own, but if you continue to act like a child," "I'm gonna have to have your father come " "No." "No, no, no, no." "Please." "Please." "Please, God, no." "My dad is totally out of his mind." "He will, like, ground me forever." "He's got all these crazy curfew rules." "Seriously, if my dad hears I was with Luke, he'll go crazy." "Okay, Jenna." "I'll make a deal with you." "You tell me all about the house that you and Luke hung out in last night, and I'll keep it between us." "My friend, Ellen, used to live in that house until they had to, like, leave because her dad couldn't pay for their mortgage." "He was -- he was sideways on it." "Upside down." "What?" "He was upside down on the mortgage." "Oh." "The point is, Lieutenant, that her friend was gone." "So, how did you get in and out of that house?" "She had a key to my place, and I had a key to hers." "And we would just spend time together, you know, like when my father was at work, and just be chill." "And smoke pot..." "like you did with Luke?" "Luke has a prescription for pot from a doctor in a clinic." "That is his medicine for -- for calming him down and stuff." "Okay." "Jenna, how did your friend's house key end up in the murdered security guard's pocket?" "I seriously don't know." "All right, can we just call her father and get this over with?" "No!" "No!" "Then stop lying." "Why was the key in the victim's pocket?" "Okay." "This is, um..." "this is really embarrassing." "But Luke and I were hanging out in the sleeping bag, you know, just listening to music, when this security guy, he -- he barged in, and he threw us out without knowing that I had a right to be there." "This is what happened." "The security guard, he said, "get dressed and go home."" "Anything about Gabriel?" "And -- and Luke was all, "yes, sir."" "Damndest thing." "I told you from the beginning, sir, but you wouldn't listen." "I'm not listening now, either." "And the security guy who was, like, this bossy know-it-all, he gave me a lecture, and he made me give him the key that my friend had left me." "Mainly, I was just scared that he was gonna tell my dad about Luke, but he -- he just walked me to my driveway and he said if he ever caught us again, he would call the police." "And you have no idea who shot Mr. Chaidez just a few minutes after that?" "Actually, right as I was about to go in my house," "I did see this, um, this man." "He was on a motorcycle, and he was going really slowly up the street." "He was, like -- he was this big black guy, you know?" "Huge, really." "And he started trash-talking the security guard." "Now, that sounds suspicious." "Why does it always have to be a big black guy?" "Lieutenant?" "Could you please get a warrant for Jenna's house?" "What are we looking for?" "12-gauge shotgun." "I don't think Jenna could handle one of those, Chief." "Well, maybe she can." "She came home last night without her bra." "And I'm wondering how she explained that to her father." "Uh, Chief, can we talk?" "Sure, David." "We can talk." "Lieutenant?" "I'll get the warrant." "There's no question that some of his conversations there with Ann Mason were technical violations of his oath." "But nearly everyone in the L.A.P.D." "discusses confidential work issues with their significant other." "Yes." "Thank you, Captain, for your report." "You're welcome, Chief." "If I may." "Detective Gabriel waived his right to counsel and fully cooperated so that he could explain himself to you." "I trust that will speak in his favor." "Excuse me." "Shared a lot of misgivings with your girlfriend, David." "Chief, I am very sorry " "Oh, no, no." "We are a very long way from "sorry."" "Do you have any idea how much this lawsuit..." "If you had such a problem with the way that we dealt with Turell Baylor, why didn't you speak up at the time?" "Chief, I did that." "Why didn't you come to me?" "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "I did speak up." "Okay, when you put Turell Baylor on the street in front of his own gang members who we knew wanted to kill him," "I asked you," "I said, "are you sure you want to leave him like that?"" "And you said, "drive." I remember that day very well, you said, "David I want to leave." And you did not sound upset to me." "Please do not say that I did not seem upset, okay?" "Because you remember exactly how I sounded." "Or maybe we should ask Sanchez." "He'll remember for you." "I wasn't..." "I wasn't sure that we were doing the right thing." "I'm still not sure." "Are you?" "Gabriel:" "And because I was uncertain about my own actions, even months later, I talked about it with the... with the woman I expected to marry." "As Ann and I discussed what happened to Turell Baylor," "I also mentioned other instances where, in closing our cases..." "It may have appeared as though the spirit of the law was not perfectly upheld." "I'm sure those were your exact words, too." "I was not the leak." "But you were the source." "U-unless you've never said anything stupid to a woman you were in love with, why don't you just stop what you're doing for a second and let the man finish?" "There's, uh... there's nothing left to say, really, other than, um..." "I am truly sorry to everyone for everything." "[ Sighs ]" "Apology accepted." "Apology accepted." "Apology accepted." "Apology accepted." "Apology accepted." "Now...put in for a transfer." "[ Door opens ]" "[ Door closes ]" "Baldwin:" "It's not over." "Pope:" "Well, we found the murder weapon in the girl's house registered to her father, okay?" "Ballistics matched the shotgun to the shells, so it kind of feels like it's over." "But as I keep telling people, the victim was armed and an experienced soldier." "Uh-huh." "Who was awarded the Silver Star." "For killing people." "His status as a veteran will be used against us in court." "The attorney will say the defendant " "It's defendants now." "Chief Johnson believes she has two suspects." "And I-I get where you're going with this." "They can claim self-defense if they can sell the idea that our victim approached them with deadly force." "And we can end up facing several credible alternatives to murder." "Mm-hmm." "Would a confession help you with that?" "Two would be better." "Mr. Bateman:" "She's a minor." "Brenda:" "Your daughter's 16." "That's old enough to consent " "Consent?" "Consent to what?" "Sanchez:" "Mr. Bateman, we read you your rights so that we could question you, not so you could question us." "Well, how about this?" "I'm not answering anything until you tell me why you called Jenna down here behind my back." "We wanted to know if she recognized this young man," "Danny Chaidez." "Last night, he was shot to death by what ballistics tell us is a shotgun registered in your name." "It doesn't get much simpler than that, sir." "Our victim was murdered by either you or your daughter." "Who would you like me to arrest?" "If there are mitigating circumstances," "I urge you to share them with us now, sir, before I have to hand you over to the D.A." "He tried -- this guy tried to rape my daughter." "What are you talking about?" "He molested my little girl." "He tried to rape her." "How do you know he tried to rape her?" "Jenna told me." "She walked in the house, no bra, her underpants stuffed in her pocket, in tears, shaking, because your so-called victim, this rent-a-cop, had pulled a gun on her, forced her into an empty house around the corner," "and made her strip and tried to mount her." "Sanchez:" "So you went out looking for him?" "I just wanted to hold him in one place till the police arrived, make sure he didn't go after anyone else." "He was just standing there by his car, where Jenna said he'd be, like nothing had happened." "I asked him why the hell he was messing with my daughter." "You know what he told me?" "He said she was asking for trouble and that next time, he'd see she got it." "So you shot him." "Yeah, I shot him." "Pervert." "Who knows what other girls he's treated like that?" "Thank you, Mr. Bateman." "I'm sure that wasn't easy." "Detective Sanchez, would you see to it that Mr. Bateman writes down a statement?" "How does she include the girl in all of this?" "You have a perfect case of murder in the first with this guy." "[ Door closes ] Thanks, but I'm trading it in for two counts of murder in the second." "How?" "Mr. Bateman just said Danny was standing right where Jenna said he would be." "If you arrest the daughter " "No, no, no." "Not "if."" "I'm arresting Jenna, and you will prosecute her." "It's not enough that Jenna told her father where he could find the victim." "You also need to ask her if he had a gun in his hand." "Please." "Relax." "She's about to tell us everything we need to know." "Hello, Jenna." "Sorry to keep you waiting, but I was just listening to your father confess to murdering the security guard last night." "Oh, no." "[ Voice breaking ] That is so awful." "[ Normal voice ] Are you -- are you putting him in jail?" "Maybe." "Maybe not." "There could be mitigating circumstances." "What do you mean, "mitigating"?" ""Mitigating" means that, um, your father had a reason to commit murder, such as Danny Chaidez tried to rape you, which is what you told him, even though we both know that's not true." "Look..." "I left my bra at the other house, and...well, you see what my dad is like." "So, you told your dad that you were raped to protect your boyfriend." "I had to say something or he would have gone after Luke." "I understand." "Now, in order to just confirm your father's version of events, which I'm afraid is going to send him to jail for the rest of his life... in which hand was he holding the shotgun when he walked out of the house?" "His right." "You sure?" "Yep." "I saw him." "He took it out of the closet right before he asked me where the guard was." "[ Voice breaking ] It's so terrible that he has to go to jail for this." "But since I'm, like, almost 17," "I can still, like, live in our house, right?" "I'll file on both of them." "Can you pass along my congratulations?" "She'll be sorry she missed you." "[ Chuckles ]" "I think I can manage myself." "Good night, gentlemen." "I don't have to go into, like, foster care or anything, right?" "Really, no, I-I think I am old enough to get by on my own." "I agree." "Another parent would be wasted on you." "I-in fact, I'm pretty sure that the state of California is ready to treat you like an adult for the rest of your life." "Cool." "Way cool." "[ Knock on door ]" "Come in." "[ Door opens ]" "[ Door closes ]" "[ Sighs ]" "I, uh, sent my letter of resignation to Chief Pope's office, and Lieutenant Tao has copies of all of my outstanding case notes, and Lieutenant Provenza found a detective in Central who will cover for me until you can find" "a permanent replacement." "David, you're not quitting." "I am." "No, no, no." "Not today." "Please." "I can't let you do that." "Chief, I don't know what else to do." "I can't just go back to my desk and act like nothing's changed." "I can't even go home right now... because she's there packing." "Maybe you're too upset with me to understand what I'm going through right now, but this whole..." "[ Sighs ]" "This Turell Baylor thing." "Sometimes I feel like it ruined my life." "I can relate." "[ Sighs ]" "And you are absolutely right." "You were upset that day." "I knew you were upset, but I-I didn't listen." "And I'm sorry about that -- the not listening well enough." "It's funny." "I..." "Sometimes I feel like I... pay more attention to what murderers have to say while ignoring the people I really care about." "Okay, anyway, I-I can't let you quit over this." "I accept your apology, and I hope you'll accept mine." "I gave the order to drive." "And everything that happened after that..." "I'm responsible for all of it." "I need you here." "Okay, Chief." "Okay." "Thank you." "[ Meowing ]" "[ Sighs ]" "You all right?" "Last time I saw mama, she asked me if I had a minute." "And I didn't have time just then." "[ Voice breaking ] And now I'm the one who could really use a minute..." "And she has no time at all." "[ Sobs ]" "== sync, corrected by elderman =="