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All right, Ginger,
you're up next.

I hope you're almost in position.

We don't know who killed who,

but we're hearing white
homeowner vs. Latino kid,

so find a way
to say that responsibly.

And last looks.

Do not let the police
run you out of there, okay?

And now breaking news
at Pacific Palisades

concerning one of the top 10
swim coaches

- in the country...
- Check camera. Check sound.

- As police cordon off the home...
- And we're leading.

Of the internationally respected
trainer Charles Frey.

You're live in 5...4...

- Ginger Chan over the scene right now...
- 3...

With the very latest...
Ginger?

Good morning, Todd,
and good morning

to our TV and radio audience.

There's still
a great deal of confusion

about exactly what happened
this morning

here in one of L.A.'s
most exclusive neighborhoods.

But with the L.A.P.D.
out in force

at the residence
of Coach Charles Frey,

rumors of homicide and racism

are spreading quickly
through this stunned community.

Eh, out of the way.
Damn press.

Lieutenant, is it true
Coach Frey has been murdered?

Was it his gardener?

We hear there are multiple
bodies. What can you tell us?

I can tell you that
you're in the wrong place.

Statements to the press
will be made downtown.

Do you have an I.D.
on the victim yet?

Clear the way for the car.
Come on. Move back.

Do me a favor.

- Push these people back.
- How far?

- Mile or two would be nice.
- Okay, lieutenant.

All right,
who is this Frey guy?

One of the most winning
swim coaches in America.

He trained three guys who
went on to medal in Beijing

and five more who ended up
going to London.

Four gold medals
between the two games

makes him a pretty big deal,

and that's why
the press showed up.

Any idea who killed him?

He's not dead.

He's the shooter.

Looks like a home invasion.

Neighbor called 911
at 8:57 this morning.

Said she heard a break-in
in the back entrance

around the corner here.

Frey rushed downstairs
with a gun,

found two Latino males,
one armed,

robbing his office.

There was a struggle.

Frey shot and killed
one of the guys.

The one with the weapon
got away.

And we are hearing
the D.A.'s version

of events already because...?

Does the name Trayvon Martin
mean anything to you?

I'm sorry, lieutenant.

If the L.A.P.D. isn't gonna
get ahead of the race issue,

then the D.A.'s office will.

Ah, well, thanks for bringing
politics into the situation.

We police officers
sometimes get confused

by trying to solve the murder.

Sykes.

Frey was pretty banged up,
so he was taken to the hospital.

We'll have him brought downtown
as soon as he's released.

Good. Start the canvass.

See what the neighbors
have to say.

Hey, Flynn,
what are you doing here?

I'm working the crime scene.

What does it look like
I'm doing?

This door was definitely
busted in from the outside.

Your daughter's
getting married tomorrow.

Aren't you supposed to be

helping with
the rehearsal dinner,

meeting the in-laws?

I'm not going.

What?

Nicole wants to walk
down the aisle

with me and her stepdad,
who she knows I can't stand.

So, I'll just pay
for the wedding,

which is all she really wants
from me anyway,

and I'll look
at the pictures later.

What?

Um, I'm sorry.

I'm not listening.

It's no big deal.

I'll get S.I.D.
to print this door handle.

Sanchez is with the body
right down that hall.

Major Crimes 02x08
The Deep End
Original Air Date July 29, 2013

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Good morning, sir.

Ms. Rios, watch out for
the broken glass over there.

The two boys that did this
broke the window there

before knocking down the door.

Maybe testing
for an alarm, sir.

Kendall, talk to me.

He was shot in the chest
three times at close range

approximately two hours ago,
give or take.

Coach Frey's gun's
a .380 semiauto.

Two
bullets on the inside.

One went through and through.

Bruising from the fight,
but that's about it.

Oh, the kid was drinking.

Huh.

You can smell the alcohol.

I'll take your word for it.

His name's Mateo Torres.

Turned 23 just two days ago.

According to the address
on his I.D.,

he has an apartment
in Sherman Oaks,

south of the boulevard.

Nice neighborhood.
So why is he breaking in here?

Some thieves specialize
in sports stuff...

Trophies, memorabilia.

Maybe these boys were looking
for something specific.

Well, we'll have to ask
the kid who came with him.

The other guy
get off any shots?

There's no stray bullets
in the walls, no other casings.

Doesn't matter
if the accomplice fired.

Illegally entering
a private residence

ends the coach's
liability, sir.

But this is still murder.

The dead kid's partner
is still legally responsible

for this boy's homicide, right?

Yeah, legally.

Damn it.

I just refreshed the search
for #Coach Frey,

and it's exactly
what we thought would happen.

The press is spinning this
into a racial thing

because they found out
that our victim was Latino.

Lieutenant Provenza,
it might be wise for you

to talk to the press
and straighten things out.

I'm working a murder,
not a political sideshow.

If you're busy, what about
Detective Sanchez, then?

Good luck.

Patrol just found
the victim's car a block away.

Let me guess.
It's a Honda.

Come on.
Let's go through it, Sykes.

If the driver got shot

and the accomplice had no keys,

how'd he get away?

He took off running,

but I-I didn't
go after him.

Why didn't you call 911?

The kid was just laying there.

I mean,
he... he wasn't moving.

I kneeled down beside him,

and I don't know
what I was thinking.

I mean, my hands
are still shaking.

What'd I do next?

I, um...

I tried to help the kid up.

Before I knew
what was happening,

the police came.

My neighbor...
She must have called.

We found the victim's
partner yet?

Buzz and I searched
security footage

from homes in the area

to see if we might
spot him running away.

No luck.

Turns out
the neighborhood cameras

are all pointed toward
the houses and garages,

not the streets.

Mr. Frey,
did you recognize

either one of the young men
who attacked you?

No, not at all.

The boy you shot...
His name is Mateo Torres.

Ring any bells?

No. I'm sorry.

And the one who ran away...

do you think that you would
recognize him

if you saw him again?

Probably, yes.

Could you describe him for me?

Um, he was Latino...

Young, maybe 20.

He had, uh,
a little stubble on his face.

He was shorter than me.

He had a black hoodie on,

but I could tell
his hair was dark.

But look...
look, I'm not...

This has nothing to do
with race.

I-I train latinos,
blacks, asians,

and what those reporters
were shouting at me

when I was walking in here...

I know. The media.

We'll talk to them.

Do you have any valuable sports
collectibles in your home?

Valuable to anybody else
but me?

I-I doubt it.

Well, if you think of anything,
please let us know.

In the meantime, we'd like you
to sit with a sketch artist

to see if we can come up with

a composite
of the other attacker.

Could you do that for us?

Um...

Sure.
Should... should I...

Do you have somewhere else
you need to be?

Look...

Every day, afternoon practice
starts at 3:30,

and I make a big deal that
the boys come no matter what.

Unless you guys think
I should cancel.

We just may need you
to identify

the other young man
who broke into your home.

Lieutenant,
can you help Mr. Frey

organize his absence today?

Excuse me.

All right. I'm listening.

The victim's car
is at the print shed.

They're going over it now.

We pull anything
from the coach's house?

Nothing usable.

Captain, the victim's parents
are in the conference room.

Thank you, detective.

Yeah, I agree.

Being her father
should mean more

than just signing checks.

Well, guess what...

That doesn't matter,
because I'm not coming!

His daughter's
getting married tomorrow,

and he's being an ass about it.

Andy...

Will you join me with
the victim's parents, please?

What is it this time?
Is he okay?

Before we get to that,
Mr. and Mrs. Torres,

we were hoping
maybe you could tell us

about some of the people
your son hangs out with.

Matty? He doesn't really
have many friends.

Oh, that's not true. He's been
meeting lots of new people.

He's going to A.A.
and pulling his life together.

Mary, if he was really
pulling his life together,

we wouldn't be standing
in a police station again.

So, please, can we just get
the bad news over with?

Is it another D.U.I.?
Did he have pot on him?

Albert! He's been sober
for almost three weeks.

What has Mateo told you
about these new friends?

Has he mentioned names
or anything?

No, just that he's meeting
some good people.

How about the kids
he grew up with,

people he hung around with
before A.A.?

Except for Raymond,
everyone he knew gave up on him.

That's why he went
to A.A. to begin with.

Raymond...
Who is Raymond?

His cousin, but they hardly
talk to each other anymore.

Look, keep Raymond out of this.

What are we doing here?

Mr. and Mrs. Torres, I'm afraid
we have some bad news.

What kind of bad news?

Your son was killed
early this morning...

Oh, my God.

During the commission
of a robbery.

He and a friend
broke into someone's...

That... no, that can't be.
Are you sure?

Yes, we are.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I don't understand.
What friend?

No!

Who would he...

That's what we're
trying to find out.

But Matty's never done
anything like that before.

We should tell you that
you're probably gonna see

stuff about this on the news.

The owner of the house is
some famous swimming coach,

and the kids he
trained... wait...

What's his name, this coach?

Charles Frey. Why?

Oh, no. Oh, God.

Sir...

It's my fault. It's my fault.

What did you do?!

What did you do?

Tell me, Albert,
what did you do?!

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

God, it's my fault.
It's my fault! No!

I have patrol out looking
for the victim's cousin,

this Raymond Suarez.

He's an R.N.
at Midway Hospital.

He's not at work today,
and he's not at home.

You know, Buzz, it sure would
be nice if we could hear

what the victim's parents
are saying right now.

And if I didn't have to
set the cameras up

every single time
we needed them, you could.

The conference room is used
for administrative purposes,

but I will ask
for another waiver.

Off to get the warrant signed.

Gonna have to
pay for that.

We should be searching
the victim's house

within the hour, looking for
sports collectibles,

guns, computers, cash prizes.

Thank you, Mike.

You're welcome, captain.

Oh!

Hey, Rusty.
How's school?

- It's okay.
- Where's Kris?

I thought she was
studying with you today.

Uh, she's not coming.

Everything okay?

What happened?

It's her parents.

I guess she didn't
tell them much about me

before I went over
to their house before dinner.

Um, then they started in
with the questions,

and I answered them, you know,
just trying to be honest.

Uh, a-and then,
this morning,

they decided that Kris
can no longer

spend time with me
outside of school.

Well, that's not very nice.

It's really not that big
of a deal, uh, so...

I'm just gonna...

I can't believe
he would do this!

No, no, no, no!

Ma'am.

Your restroom, please.

R-right down
the hallway here,

uh, out past the elevators
you came up on.

Matty was good
at everything,

but he loved the water.

He learned to swim
before he could walk.

He just got faster and faster.

Matty was a swimmer.

I was proud of him.

When he was 13, I signed him up
on a local club team,

and this guy Frey...
He was famous even then.

He spotted Matty
at a competition.

Charles Frey
was your son's swim coach.

H-he was.

And now our lives
are broken in two.

The part before Albert

forced our son to be a swimmer,

and the part after,

when Matty didn't live up
to my husband's expectations.

My wife and I
are both teachers.

We evaluate kids all the time,

and my son...

My son was a prodigy.

Only been with Coach Frey
three months

before he started breaking
records at invitationals.

Then he went
to junior nationals.

They were even talking about
the Olympics.

Maybe it was too much pressure.

We should have never
pushed him like that,

competing
almost every weekend...

All that talk about
winning, winning, winning.

Sounds intense.

I should have stopped it.

Matty was too sensitive.

He wasn't ready for that.

It was about a year in when
things started to fall apart.

Matty's times weren't
what they needed to be,

and over the following
six months,

they just kept getting worse.

That was when Albert and I
sat down with Coach Frey,

and he said Matty
didn't have it,

said we should save our money
and take him off the team.

Save our money...
that's what he said.

And Frey also told us
that we should tell Matty

that it was our choice,

so that Matty didn't think
that he had failed.

And that's what you did?

Maybe it was the right thing.

I don't know, but Matty...

he just closed up.

He lost his drive.

He started doing badly
at school...

Drinking, drugs.

After that, I-I couldn't
reach him anymore.

My beautiful boy...

He was just... gone.

Mr. Torres,
what did you mean earlier

when you said
it was all your fault?

Matty turned 23
a couple of days ago.

H-he was broke,
unemployed, living at home.

Last night, my wife went out,
and I sat him down,

and I told him
it's time to grow up,

and he just started in
about the swimming

and how he blamed me
for taking him out,

and I just had it,

and I said it was
his coach's decision all along,

not ours.

Coach Frey cut him from the team
because he couldn't keep up.

What did your son do?

He just stared at me.

The expression
on his face was...

and then he turned,
and he walked away

and slammed the door
to his room.

And that was
the last time I saw him.

Why did you tell us
you never heard of the kid?!

You called him Mateo.
We all called him Matty.

I certainly wouldn't
recognize him from this photo.

God, what happened to the kid?

Any idea why he'd
break into your home?

None, okay?

Why don't you ask
the guy he was with?

Look, I'm sorry.
I barely remember him.

I have 50, 60 kids
every season.

If somebody doesn't measure up,
I have to let them go.

And with Matty,
if this is even the same boy,

I worked with him maybe...

18 months...
10 years ago.

You wouldn't
recognize me either.

I look totally different
from when I was 13.

Plus, there was
a guy with a gun there...

Our robber/suspect in a hoodie.

Maybe it was
the cousin, Raymond.

Here's what the sketch artist
came up with.

Kind of looks like Raymond
over here,

only this DMV photo of him
is two years old.

Turns out Matty Torres had
a blood alcohol content of .18,

so maybe he and Raymond
hit a few bars

on their way to jump the coach.

Brought back some goodies
from the Torres house.

We got the kid's computer

and a bunch of videos
of his old swim meets, ma'am.

And a box of broken trophies.

He went after them with a bat.

Bat?
That's a lot of anger.

Look at this.

We found it in the mess
at the coach's house.

Looks like it goes with
one of these trophies.

Well, that's probably
what he threw

through the coach's window.

Andy, look at this inscription.

"Mateo Torres."

"Ma..."

They all say
"Mateo Torres."

Frey said he only knew
the name Matty.

This kid was a winner.

You don't forget
someone like that.

Frey is lying.

But why?

Captain where are we
on this Coach Frey robbery?

It's not looking like
a robbery anymore.

Looking more like an attack
on the coach.

As far as the local news
is concerned,

we have a rich white guy
shooting an unarmed Latino kid.

It's very clear
that Matty Torres

broke into that house.

Regardless, the press
is pushing the race angle.

Get ahead of it fast,

'cause until you give them
a better story,

they're running with the one
they made up.

What about this accomplice?

Are we at least close to finding
this Raymond kid?

Well, Detectives
Sanchez and Sykes

are searching for robberies
with a similar M.O.,

we are passing out the rendering
from the sketch artist,

and Lieutenant Tao and Buzz

are going through
Matty Torres' computer.

What about showing Frey
a six-pack

with Raymond's picture in it,

see if he picks the kid out?

I considered that, chief,
but...

But, uh, if Raymond

even went to one swim meet
with Mateo,

it could cause problems
in court.

So, we're not close?

No.

Uh
good afternoon.

May I help you?

Um, yes. I'm looking for
Captain Raydor.

Am I in the right place?

Well, you certainly are.

Major Crimes Division
of the L.A.P.D.

Captain Raydor
is currently in a meeting.

Maybe I can assist you.
My name is Lieutenant Provenza.

- Right. Lieutenant Provenza.
- Ah.

Rusty talked about you.

I'm Kris' mother...
Rebecca Slater.

Oh.

Well, of course.
Of course.

Uh, it's a pleasure
to meet you.

Um, uh, the captain
shouldn't be long at all.

Uh, that's just a little case
we're working on presently.

Um, how about
that weather out there, huh?

Hot.
Little muggy for L.A.

Ah! Well, here she is.

Uh, Captain Raydor,
uh, Rebecca Slater, Kris' mom.

Oh.

Uh, hello.

Uh, Sharon Raydor.

Please come in.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

Your daughter is so lovely.

Oh, thank you very much.

I'm sorry to drop in
on you like this,

but I design jewelry,

and I was over at the mart
in the neighborhood,

and anyway, um...

Has Rusty talked to you
about our dinner?

Very little.
Uh, have a seat, please.

Oh, no. I can't stay.

Look, I want you to know

that both my husband and I
like Rusty.

He's a very impressive
young man,

especially considering...
How much time

he seems to have spent
on his own.

The thing is

He's led such a different life
from Kris.

And on top of that,

when he told us about
this letter he received,

this threat...

Well, we're concerned
that Kris...

You're concerned that she
may be in danger.

W-what is she
doing here?

Well, in my experience,

this is what is known
as a background check.

Which makes me wonder...

What did you really
tell these people

at dinner the other night?

Nothing.

Well, okay, j-just that,

because some nut job
connected to Phillip Stroh

wrote me a letter,

you guys completely
took over my life.

I didn't lie about anything.

Whoa!

Wait a minute.

What is it?

Get the captain...
now.

The letter that Rusty received

did not rise to the level
of actionable threat,

and the extra protection
we're giving him

is more than enough
to keep both he...

Excuse me, captain.

Lieutenant Tao found something
on the victim's computer

you should look at immediately.

Thank you, detective.

I am so sorry, Mrs. Slater.
Excuse me.

I don't think you have
a thing to worry about

where Rusty is concerned,

but you know Kris
much better than I do,

- and Detective Sykes will show you out.
- Oh, I can find my way. Thank you.

Um...

And... my husband and I
both appreciate

the personal sacrifice
that you've made

to give Rusty a home.

It's quite...
Quite admirable.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Oh, I'm sure she means well.

What do we have?

Buzz and I were going through
Matty's computer,

and we came across
this encrypted file.

It's a video
he was making, captain.

He saved it
as a work in progress.

Buzz, can you get the lights?

There are videos like this
all over the Internet...

kids who've hit rock bottom.

It's hard to watch.

♪ Don't tell me the truth ♪

Tell me that it didn't happen ♪

♪ there's been a mistake ♪

There's been
a misunderstanding ♪

♪ dirty your hands ♪

♪ tearing my heart into pieces ♪

If this is the end ♪

♪ then we whisper the wind
and release it ♪

♪ we don't have to know ♪

♪ we don't have it
all worked out ♪

We can just
keep walking blind ♪

♪ Don't give me your word ♪

♪ give me something
to hold on to ♪

♪ i don't want to fight ♪

♪ I don't want no big decision ♪

♪ I'm not afraid ♪

For tearing
your heart into pieces ♪

♪ if there's a world of doubt ♪

♪ then we're out
in the farthest of reaches ♪

♪ We don't have to know ♪

♪ we don't have it
all worked out ♪

We can just
keep walking blind ♪

Turn it off, turn it off.
I don't have to watch this.

You can't think
he's telling the truth.

I never touched him.
He was a child.

Anyways, this happened
a long time ago.

He's just coming up
with this story now?

Maybe he didn't know
how to talk about it before.

Oh, he's lying!

This is just some sick attempt
to get back at me

because he wasn't good enough.

I would never do those things!

Okay, he's the one
that broke into my house.

He's the one who attacked me.
Why am I...

I thought his partner
attacked you.

- They both did.
- You sure?

Because quite frankly, coach,

we're having a bit of trouble
finding the second guy.

There was someone else,
and he had a gun.

Uh-huh.

Okay. I get it.

It's very clear the story
you want to tell here.

I'm gonna say this one time.

Matty, Mateo...
Whatever his name is...

Obviously thought
I ruined his life,

and now he's trying
to ruin mine.

This... it's just
not what happened.

And if you can't accept that,
then I should get an attorney.

If you ask me,

after his father told Matty

that the coach
cut him from the team,

the kid got good and drunk
and went to Frey's house.

Probably threatened to tell
the police about Frey

and how he got molested,
so Frey killed him.

What about the second guy...
Mateo's cousin, Raymond?

There was no second guy,
and there was no gun.

It doesn't matter...
if Mateo broke into Frey's home,

that's enough to make this
a justifiable homicide.

So Frey has a perfect defense
for murder?

What about the molestation?

We can't prove that, either.

And even if we could,
even if Frey confessed to it,

the statute of limitations
has expired

on what he did to Mateo.

Unbelievable... there's no crime
we can charge this guy with.

So we're just gonna
let him walk?

Well, we can't
go around asking people

if Frey did horrible things
to their kids.

We come up short with that,

Frey could sue us
for destroying his reputation.

So let's protect him.

Let's put out a press release

saying the rumors of molestation
are groundless.

Wait, wait, hold on.

What rumors?
There are no rumors.

You want our media friends
to have an alternative

to the story about race, right?

Would telling reporters

that we are trying to head off
rumors of child molestation

protect us
from liability issues?

Yes, but I don't see how that
would help us with this case.

Not only will it help,

but if Frey is the man
we think he is,

a story saying
we've cleared him

of sexually assaulting a minor

might be our only chance
of putting him away.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Uh, I was just going to bed.

You eat dinner yet?

Yeah.

Uh, twice, actually.

I had a very...

interesting conversation
with Kris' mom.

You made quite an impression
on Mr. and Mrs. Slater.

They were poking around
my life, Sharon,

so I got them to back off.

If you just want
to be friends with Kris,

you could tell her.

Oh, come on.

You're still married to a guy

you haven't lived with
for 20 years,

and you're giving me
breakup advice right now?

Sharon,
I'm... I'm sorry.

I-I don't... I don't know why
I say things like that.

It's just you...
You come in here.

You start talking, acting...

Acting like I did
something wrong, and...

That... that kid...

Mateo, Matty,
whatever his name was...

He had a sad stack of cards
in his lap.

And 13 is...
is just young for all that.

It's...
It's really young.

15 is really young
for all that, too.

Look...

I understand
that there are things

that you may not
want to discuss with me,

but I want you to know that
there are professionals.

No! No shrinks, Sharon!

Look, I am not the one
who needs a doctor!

My mom needs a doctor.

Phillip Stroh needs a doctor.

The men who came to me
on the street...

They need doctors, okay?

That... that kid Matty...
He needed one for sure.

Look...

I know what I did,

and I know why I did it.

Look, all I really want to do

is just to finish school
with no trouble and play chess.

I mean, can't I just do
those two things?

Can't that be enough?

That is more than enough.

And there is no pressure
from me

to do anything else
except be kind and be safe.

Thank you.

And...

Good night.

Good night.

Telling the media
we were trying

to rule out child molestation

is filling up your murder room

with Coach Frey's
former students,

and they have some sad stories
to tell, captain.

Mateo Torres was not
an isolated incident.

So our press release
seems to have been effective.

Well, sort of.

There is no doubt that Frey
is a grade "A" pedophile.

Thanks for coming in.

Well, Sykes, any luck?

Says it happened
eight years ago.

Aw, damn it.

The problem is every one
of these incidents...

And we're up to 11 cases,
with more to go...

they're all past
the statute of limitations.

And it's the same
story over and over and over.

Always a young kid
with the team

with parents
who aren't around much

and under the age of 14.

Oh, God.

Here you go.

Detective? No?

Um, captain...

You want me to bring him in?

No.

He needs to make this decision
on his own.

Amy, could you take
this one, please?

After a while,

he started taking me
to his house after practice.

He has this office.

It's like a small, um...

Screening room.

And we'd hang out,

watch movies or racing footage
or whatever.

He was, um...

Really nice to me,

kept telling me how...

Good we were together.

Hey.

Kevin's father...
he left a few years ago.

And until Coach Frey...

I thought... I thought
it was a good thing, you know?

He'd have someone
to turn to besides me.

Coach Frey even said that
he wanted to be like a...

Like a big brother to Kevin.

I thought
that's what was going on.

I trusted him!

I trusted him.

That's his pattern.

Believe me, Kevin,

you are not the only person
with a story like this.

There are lots of boys
telling us the same thing.

No matter how
you feel about it,

nothing that happened

between you and Coach Frey
was your fault.

But the more you tell us,
the easier it will be

to stop him
from hurting anyone else.

Help me stop him...

Please.

One day...

We were at coach's house.

This was like two years ago.

We were playing video games,

and he asked, um...

He wanted me to, um...

He wanted you to do what?

Some really bad stuff, man.

And I'm really sorry about it.

I'm really sorry about it.

Kevin, don't apologize.
You are being incredibly brave.

And I would have told someone.
Honest, I wanted to.

When you say "bad stuff,"
Kevin,

what does that mean?

Take your time, Kevin...
in your own words.

The bad stuff the coach

did to you means...

It means...

He took off my clothes.

This boy buys Frey...
What... 10 years?

At least.

And hopefully more
will come forward.

Excuse me, captain.

Matty Torres' father
just walked in...

Says he saw the press release
this morning,

wants to know what it means.

Thank you, detective.

Lieutenant Flynn, would you
join me for this, please?

That's enough.
I've seen enough.

All this time...

I thought my son was a loser,
and he wasn't.

He was suffering.

That man...

he ruined my son,
and then he murdered him.

Have you arrested him yet?

Um, we will this afternoon.

But we need you
to understand that,

though your son's story

will be used as evidence
in the trial,

we won't be able to charge Frey
with Matty's murder.

What do you mean?

He shot my son.

Yes, but because Matty
broke into his home...

No, no, no.

That can't be.
That can't be.

Mr. Torres...

Other boys who suffered
like your son have come forward,

one of whom can press charges.

Others will follow.

We'll get Frey in prison

for the rest of his life,
I promise.

Uh-huh.

And how does that help Matty?

Where do I go to talk to him
and say, "I'm sorry.

I didn't know
what you were going through"?

Mr. Torres,
your son's video

allows us to hold Frey
accountable for his crimes.

It can't stop the grief
you're feeling, I know.

But to us and to all
the children he saved,

your son is a hero.

Matty was a hero.

And what was I?

What was I?

May I help you?

Yeah, um,
I got a message at work

saying that a Captain Raydor
wanted to see me.

And you are?

Raymond Suarez.

Something to do
with my cousin Matty?

Oh, right.

Thanks for coming in.

Uh, tell me, Raymond,

have you seen the news
the last day or two?

No, I've been camping
with some friends up at Big Sur.

Why?

Let me take you to our
break room and explain.

So, when does Frey arrive
to turn himself in?

20 minutes.

And I'd like for you
to be downstairs

when we take him into custody.

Please be sure
to read him his rights,

because his lawyer
will be there.

Right, right.
Thanks.

If you hadn't told me,

I would've completely forgotten
about the Miranda warning.

Ha, ha.

Goodbye, Detective Sanchez.

Tao, we should head down.

Hey, captain.

Sorry to bother you.

I was just wondering...

my daughter's wedding is...

Well, it's in three hours,
actually, and, uh...

You decided to go.

Yeah.

Even though most of the people
there hate me.

Yeah, I, uh...

I think it's... I think it's
the right decision.

Could you use a buffer?

Lieutenant Provenza
has volunteered

to take Rusty out for burgers,

and, um, I like weddings.

Really? You're sure?

Oh, uh, well... well,
how would I introduce you?

How about
as your friend Sharon?

So... so it's not like
a date or anything?

Of course not, lieutenant.
I'm a married woman.

Oh, well, thank you, captain...

I-I mean, Sharon.

Uh... I owe you one.

This is Lu Parker, KTLA News,

following up on today's
shocking accusations

of child abuse and murder.

We are expecting the arrival

of Coach Charles Frey
any minute now

outside the police
administration building

here in downtown Los Angeles.

The police are waiting
to take him into custody.

There he is.

Coach Frey,
do you have a statement?

Coach Frey, did you do it?

My client has no comment
at this time, thank you.

Did you kill mateo Torres
to keep him quiet?

Though he maintains
his innocence...

And... and Mr. Frey
is voluntarily

surrendering
to law enforcement.

And considering
it was only yesterday

that the L.A.P.D.
issued a statement

stating that these accusations
are baseless,

we're confident my client
will be released shortly.

Thank you.
Please, no further comments.

Come on, guys, get him up.

All right.
Inside, inside.

Do you see that?
Do you see that?

That's accountability.

I held him accountable.

Mr. Torres, you have the right
to remain silent.

- Anything you say can and will...
- For you, Matty.

be used against you
in a court of law.

- I did this for you!
- You have the right to an attorney.

For you, Matty!

If you cannot afford
an attorney,

one will be appointed
to you by the state.

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