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How you doing, officer?

How's that look like I'm doing?

Long, I'm sorry.

I worked a double shift. I haven't slept in 24 hours. I'm a little cold.

Call 911 and watch my stuff.

Look, buddy, I got PMS and I got a gun.

Any questions?

I blame Silicon Valley. You can't blame the dot -coms for everything.

$1 ,500 for a purse?

That's not what was in the purse. That is what the purse cost.

Chanel? Fendi.

I once bought a pair of jeans for $130.

Yeah, dyed in the washer, right?

Still got them. Can't wait to pick four.

$1 ,500?

Thanks, Dad.

What's this debtor's name? Harrison.

The judge is still sitting on my warrant.

So you're doing nothing?

No, I'm waiting for a warrant.

So, uh, since Angela's still on call for that prelim thing, if anything comes in

and she's still doing nothing?

No problem, Captain.

God, she's got to buck up her ass for me.

Why?

Oh, how should I know?

Maybe I'm not her idea of what a lady cop should look and act like.

Did she tell you that?

No.

Every time she looks at me, I get this flashback to my Aunt Irene's expression

when I showed up at my Sweet Sixteen wearing put -offs and a T -shirt that

Uh,

lady on the bench, she specifically asked to see a female inspector.

I figured that meant one of you guys.

Thanks, wiseass.

We'll take it from here.

He said he's in Holland.

All right, let's go. We've got to get back to the airport in the next two

or we're going to miss our flight. I don't know why we've got to grab him and

take him back tonight. I can't think of a lease pop for an overnighter.

We'll use a little R &R. How about you?

Peter, we've been after this flea bag for the last two years. All I want to do

is pick his ugly ass up, put it on the plane, book him, call Mrs. Graham and

tell her that the guy that executed her two daughters is now in chains.

Oh, you got the warrant? Yeah.

Good. Let's pick this son of a bitch up.

Here we go. How long has he been holding?

Two days now. We're about to transfer him until word got down that he was

in California.

Prescott!

Front and center.

Detective Reese says she's going to come down and see you guys. I'm going to go

finish the paperwork. I'll be back in a flash.

Thank you. Thanks.

Hey, Prescott.

Fancy running into you.

Hope you enjoyed your little cross -country trip.

Because it's time to come back home.

I don't know, I kind of like it here in Minnesota.

I like the cold.

Yeah, well, where you're going to end up is going to be real hot.

Miss Patterson? Yeah.

Hi, Magda Ramirez, this is Peter Toriano.

Nice to meet you.

I'm afraid I have some news.

We cannot sign the extradition warrant.

Prescott confessed to a murder early this morning.

37 -year -old mother of two beaten to death with a crowbar three days ago in

Minneapolis. Wait a minute, are you sure?

I mean, we've been tracking this guy since 98.

Positive. He led us to where he hid the murder weapon, which he wrapped up in

his plaid shirt.

So, sorry to drag you guys all the way out here.

Hope you have a nice trip back.

Did you see the guy outside your window?

No, I actually didn't see anyone.

And this was after you received the obscene phone call? Yeah. It usually

when I get home from work, from the bank. I'm a loan officer.

Any messages on your machine?

No. I got really scared, and I didn't want to hear them, so I unplugged it.

I mean, the minute I walk in the house, though, the phone starts to ring.

And you're sure it's not the same man? No.

It's a different one. I mean, maybe the same one a couple of times, but...

The thing is that there's just no way that this is a coincidence.

I mean, for the last two weeks, every day, the phone calls, and then there's

someone outside my house.

Oh, God, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

I just haven't slept much.

Are you on any medication?

I've been taking sleeping pills, and the doctor gave me some Valium.

I am not imagining that.

There is definitely someone after me.

Have you had any recent bad breakups, a divorce?

No, I've never been married.

I've had boyfriends, but none of them would do anything like this.

Mrs. Long, the first thing you should do is call the phone company. They can put

a trap on your line and trace your incoming calls. If you hear another

outside your house, you should call 911 immediately.

Take this.

Is that all?

I mean, isn't there anything else you can do?

I feel so vulnerable.

I don't blame you. Is there a friend or relative, someone you could stay with?

You might want to consider getting a dog.

A dog.

We have your written complaint on file.

I'm really sorry we couldn't do more.

Yeah. So am I.

You know the drill.

We're not in the business of preventing crime.

Magda?

But I'll be home soon.

Okay? You be nice to Grandma.

I love you, too. Bye -bye.

I knew there was a reason our flight was canceled.

I hear there's a fantastic thing going down the road. A T -bone smothered and a

baked potato with sour cream sounds so good right now.

Well, you go ahead. I'm going to grab something later.

Then I left.

What are you doing?

There's something weird going on here, Peter.

I don't think Prescott committed the murder he confessed to.

Listen to this. Look, I know you're upset.

I know you wanted them to burn. So do I. Will you just listen, please?

How long have we been after this guy?

I feel like I know him inside out.

That crime in San Francisco was an execution.

Cold -blooded. This is a crime of passion.

Completely different.

Magna, why would Prescott confess to a murder he didn't commit?

Hey. Hey.

My man's number?

Yes. Not exactly. Criminal procedure.

Ouch.

You know, there are some crimes worth getting arrested for.

Oh, really?

Misdemeanors or felonies?

Whatever feels good.

Daniel, wait a second.

Daniel, wait.

Why don't we just skip this part tonight? Danny, no, we can't.

Why not?

You know why.

No, I don't know why.

Look, Daniel, we both just started new jobs. The timing just isn't right.

Well, is it ever going to be right?

Hey, Jenny. Hey, CD.

She had your card, and so I figured you might want to be called.

She was raped.

You the inspector she went to see this morning?

Yeah. Want some blue roll?

What kind of people are you anyway?

I'm sorry. We did everything by the book.

No, we're just not in the business of preventing crime.

Maybe we should be.

Dr.

Ovita, Inspector Dexter and DeLaRosa, SFPD.

I threw the examination. I gave her a pelvic, uh, some Rosapine for possible

gonorrhea. She's concerned, rightfully so, about HIV, so I've ordered a test.

Evidence for it? Pretty conclusive.

Vaginal penetration only. I'm sending urine, a fingernail, and other

to the lab now.

She's pretty badly bruised, but that part will heal fine.

Thank you, doctor.

Let's just give her a minute.

I have to get her statement. I know that.

We can wait five minutes, can't we?

Let her get dressed.

He second -called, so they're running late, and it probably won't be until

afternoon, maybe even tomorrow.

He said he'd see me.

Oh, and, Captain, I made an appointment, if it's okay, for a checkup today.

I figured since we were going to be in court anyway that... Thank you.

Hello? Um, he's unavailable at the moment. Can I take a message?

10 .30 this morning?

Does he have the address?

Yes.

I'll tell him.

Thank you.

Hey. I thought you had to testify this morning. I am. They're running late.

Um, you got a call.

From a secretary at the Bay City Medical Group?

Confirming your 10 .30 appointment?

Yeah.

I meant to tell you about that.

Is that a job offer?

You know, we're talking.

And when were you going to talk to me?

After you said yes? Of course not, Angie.

Look, I just met this guy, Dr.

Kim. He's got a group of ten internists, and they're all doing really well, so I

just... What about the clinic? I thought you loved it there.

I do. What about all this stuff about giving back to the community? Look, I

thought I should take the guy up on his offer. He made you an offer? To just

come down there, meet the other doctors. Look, it's probably not going to

happen, all right?

Hey, you know what?

Obviously, you're still upset about last night.

But you got to know that I would never in any way... I got to go.

We'll talk about this later, okay?

He described the scene in detail, how he broke into her apartment, how he killed

her, where he hid the murder weapon. We've got it. Dead to rights.

I know it looks that way, and you're probably right, okay? But a lot of stuff

bothering me, and I don't want to go back to San Francisco with all these

unanswered questions.

Prescott is a professional burglar. He's been in and out of prison since he's a

teenager. This guy can pick an sophisticated lock in less than 30

He killed those two teenage girls because when he broke into their house,

didn't think anybody was coming home. They surprised him. So he executed them,

one shot each to the base of the spine. Very clean, very professional.

This is a sloppy...

enraged, non -thinking crime.

I mean, using a crowbar to wrench open the door, smashing her to death with it,

over 40 blows to her head.

This is just not his M .O.

What else can I do to relieve your doubt?

Have you run any forensics yet?

We've got the clothing he was picked up in at the lab now. Can you please rush

the test and see if it has any of her blood on it?

Okay. Test will be back this afternoon. Thank you.

Thanks.

We're ready for your mammogram.

Okay, so did you use any deodorants or perfumes this morning?

No. No coffee, tea?

No. I know the routine.

Yes, I'm sure you do.

Okay, so what we'll do is we'll send the film off to radiology, and we should

have the results back in a day or two.

I'll try and be quick. I know how much this can hurt. I had one myself last

week.

How about a cup of coffee?

A cup of coffee.

I think that'll make it all go away.

You still think I imagined all this?

We didn't say that.

You treated me like I was crazy.

Like I'd done something wrong.

Vicki, we never met. We did what we could at the time.

I specifically asked.

To speak to a woman detective.

Because I was stupid enough to think you actually might give a damn.

We do.

Like hell you do.

I was beaten up.

My clothes torn off.

I was thrown down on my own bed and raped.

And if you'd believe me, maybe none of this would happen.

Why don't you let me talk to her? What's that about?

Ginny, she just needs a little coddling right now.

I can coddle.

Vicki.

Please, let's go somewhere and sit down and talk.

Do me a favor.

Don't play this game with me.

Pretending to care. I do care.

Why? Because you feel guilty?

No, because I know exactly what you're going through.

How could you?

Believe me.

Hey. Hi.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you.

I'm glad you came.

Look, I'm sorry about yesterday. No, Danny, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have

at you the way I did.

I mean, it's so clear looking at you. You love this job.

You belong here.

Why would you want to leave?

Because going into private practice means a lot more money.

Security, you know, a home.

I mean, isn't that what's holding you back? Why, you don't want to have kids

right now?

Daniel. Look, Angie, you're right.

I mean, I do love it here.

But I would give it up in a second if that's what it takes.

Nothing is more important to me than you and our future family.

I just never thought anything like this would ever happen to me.

I mean, even when he was on top of me, sweating, kissing me, I just thought,

this is not real.

Did he say anything to you?

He said I was beautiful.

That he knew how much I wanted it.

Stuff like that.

And he made no attempt to hide his face?

No.

Have you ever seen him before?

No. Not that I recall.

Think hard. Maybe someone who used to work at the bank, a customer, someone

the gym.

I think she's been through enough for one day. Can I take her home now?

We're setting up an appointment with a sketch artist.

You did see his face. That's a major leg up.

Can Carol come too?

No problem.

Yes.

Would you turn that thing off, please? Why punish yourself?

Because I don't want to forget for one minute what he did or why we are here.

Gin.

That's horrible. You're hustling me.

Hello.

Hi, Karen.

Yeah, he's here. Hold on.

Hello.

Karen, we're working.

We came here on a case. No, you know that's not true.

Karen, stop it.

Just... I'll be home tomorrow.

Did you take anything?

Are you telling me the truth?

Okay, okay, I know, I know. Just try and calm down and get some sleep.

Okay, I'll call you tomorrow.

Yeah.

She's using again.

I'm sorry.

I need to get her back into her treatment program.

She gets like this.

She called my room. She thought that we were... Peter, it's okay, Peter.

Louie.

Hey, Cap, you got a second?

Yeah, sure. How's it going?

Really good. Vicki Lowell met with one of our sketch artists.

We got several likelies off the sketch. We ran it through National Sex Offender

files. One of the guys, Daryl Cape, he just moved back to the city. He's on

parole for sexual assault. We picked him up and set up a lineup.

He can't see you.

That's him.

On the right, number six.

Okay, we need you to be sure.

Number six, step forward.

State your name, age, and birthplace.

Daryl Cates, 32 years old.

What else do you want to know?

I'm positive.

That's great, Vicki.

You did great.

Hi. I just got the results back. I told you I'd let you know.

Great. Did you get anything?

Yeah.

Serology says it's a 99 % probability it's her blood on the shirt.

He is our man.

Well, you got a good case against him. Yeah.

Rest easy knowing he'll spend the rest of his life in prison.

He got pretty tough ones here.

For my money, it's worse than dying.

But after you convict, we might still get our shot.

No, you won't.

It's a political thing. Governor Verst is not going to extradite to a state

a death penalty.

Oh, great.

Nice meeting you guys.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Prescott knew we were coming.

He knew if he got extradited back to California, he'd get the death penalty.

So he committed murder here to avoid the death penalty there. No, he confessed

to a murder here to save his life.

You listen to me, you son of a bitch.

When a woman says no, when you have to beat her into submission, that should be

your first clue that she doesn't really want it.

Yeah?

Then why advertise the merchandise?

What are you talking about?

The pictures.

On the website.

All the naked pictures with her name, address, phone number.

Oh, she wanted it.

What have we got here?

Nicky Lowell's webpage.

Welcome to the new millennium.

Today's version of writing on the bathroom wall for a good time called...

ever touched?

Even if she did, it's still not a defense. It's like saying she asked for

wearing a tight skirt. Well, no one's excusing the rape.

She's our only witness. Her credibility is paramount.

She's some psycho case.

I mean, literally setting herself up, that's not good.

I don't believe that.

Is the webpage registered to her name?

They don't register them by name, but it was paid for by her credit card.

Okay.

She was still brutally raped.

Yeah.

And the defense attorney is going to have a field day with these pictures.

If they're allowed in.

Something smells here.

I suggest you go back and talk with our victim.

How'd it go?

Guy fled out before I even got to testify.

Our tax dollars at work.

Inspector Reed.

Yes, doctor.

That's great.

No, that's great.

Yes, four months, I know.

Thank you.

What's wrong, Peter? It's been at least two hours since you belittled my theory.

You really coming around?

Actually, I'm with you as far as the idea that the real murder may have been

the holding cell where the men spilled his guts. These things happen.

But... But convincing the guy to tell him where he stashed the weapon and then

switch his shirts was pretty crazy.

It's pretty desperate, Peter. Prescott knows.

If he goes back to California, he'll get lethal injection.

There he is waiting for us to come and get him.

And he has no way out except for some guy who beat the woman to death, also

looking for a way out.

Prescott gave it to him.

So we got 38 guys who passed through the same home as South Prescott was in.

Yeah.

20 of them were transferred from the state pen.

They were already en route when the murder was committed.

Three of them were, what, DUIs and one assault and battery? And don't forget

three guys who held up the liquor store.

Right. So, if you take the mug shots, we show them to the victims' families and

hope one of them recognizes one of the guys that Prescott was in the holding

cell with.

Most victims know they're attackers.

You ready?

Yeah.

I'm sorry about yesterday.

About Karen's call.

Peter, I told you to forget about that. I know it wasn't your fault.

I just don't want her to get the wrong idea about us.

Every time I mention your name, she goes nuts. Why? She just got it in her head

that I'm in love with you.

Anyway, I called the doctor last night to get her back into rehab.

Good.

You got the map?

Yeah.

Hit the road.

Hey. Hi.

He came as soon as I got your message.

I brought the photo album you wanted, but I don't understand.

The guy confessed, right?

Yeah. He just got out of prison for another sexual assault.

Why did they let these guys out?

What?

Is there something else?

Yeah.

Did you forget to mention this?

This is on the internet?

Your own private web page.

For everyone to see?

My address?

My phone number?

Hundreds of men looking at me?

How did this happen?

That's what we wanted to ask you.

Me? Oh, you don't think I did this?

Put naked pictures of myself on the Internet?

You don't believe me?

It was your credit card on the account.

What about this picture? Do you recognize it?

Yeah.

It was taken by my ex -boyfriend, Andrew.

We were in Hawaii. There was no one on the beach.

We took our clothes off. He took some pictures.

Did anyone else see them or have access to them?

Andrew developed them.

He left the pictures and the negatives at my house. They're in a drawer

somewhere. Did he take any of them? Yeah, but he wouldn't have done anything

like this.

That's Andrew.

At the lake last summer.

Can you leave these with us for a while? We'd like to have photos available of

your friends, people you work with.

What do I do about this?

For now, go back and stay with Carol.

We'll have someone from the station call the provider and take the website down.

Change your phone number.

Just call us and leave us a number where you're at.

Who is it?

The police. We want to ask you some questions about Ray Donkel.

You okay?

Yeah, I just thought we're not spending our wheelchair.

Hi. We rang his doorbell, but there was no answer.

Yeah, that's because he died two days ago. His brother was here yesterday

cleaning out some of his stuff.

He said the car went out of control, and he hit the center divider.

But you're not buying that?

This guy was a mess.

Booze, broads, that.

Excuse me. He was looking for a way out.

A way out of this life.

I'm thinking he found it.

Do you mind if we go up to his place, take a look around?

Be my guest.

Thank you.

I can't believe this happened.

Is Vicki all right?

Did she call you?

No, no, Carol did.

How do you know Carol?

She and I worked at the same house, house council.

Carol and I dated for a while, and when we broke up, I started dating Vicki.

Then you broke up with Vicki.

Correction. She dumped me.

She's a real heartbreaker.

Yours included?

Yeah.

So you were angry when she left you?

Look, I was pretty bad off.

But I'm not a sociopath. I would never put her picture on a website.

Well, it happens.

Jealous ex -husbands posting naked pictures of their wives on the net. The

fastest -growing crime in America, Internet harassment.

I'm an attorney.

Not that that makes me Mr. Law and Order, but I'd never do something like

What about the pictures of her?

I took them, yeah.

Have one at home.

I left the others at her house. The negatives are there, too. Look, I didn't

this. Want me to take a polygraph or something?

How's it going?

Miserable. Gotta pee.

We traced all the boyfriends' calls from the home, the bank, his cell phone.

We're pretty sure that he's clean.

Someone's trying to humiliate her at best.

What about the bank manager angle?

Piss off a customer?

We're checking into anybody who might have been turned down for a loan, but,

know, how would they get access to the pictures in her credit card?

Family? Don't even know what a web page is.

Oh, well.

No one puts naked pictures of someone on the web unless they're holding a

crutch.

It has to be someone she knows.

A friend.

What about a best friend?

So how are you going to handle this?

Lie to her like we usually do? Get her to admit she's guilty of at least one of

the seven deadly sins.

Jealousy. Appreciate you coming in, Carol.

Would you like a coffee or something?

Thanks a lot.

What can I do for you?

We thought you might help us paint a better picture of Vicki.

I mean, who knows someone better than our best friend, right?

Now you went to school together.

Yeah, Roosevelt High.

Vicki was pretty popular, huh?

Homecoming queen.

Student council?

Voted person you'd most like to get stranded on a desert island with?

Were you a cheerleader, too?

No, but I was in the pep squad.

I think he must have had a lot of boyfriends, right?

A zillion.

We actually have a picture from the prom.

Yeah, she went with Darren Balitsky, the most popular boy in school.

Now, where are you in this picture?

Well, actually, I didn't go to the prom.

I was sick.

Why don't you tell us what happened between you and Andrew?

Nothing.

We went out a few times.

And then you started dating Vicki, right?

Yeah.

You know, I don't... I don't think I can be any help to you, Carol.

What?

Carol.

We know that you're the one that set up the web page.

You took the pictures out of her house. You took her credit card out of her

wallet. Your prints were on it.

Vicki told us that you were the only other person who had her security code,

which means you had access to her house.

This is not just a high school prank, Carol.

We're talking breaking and entering, theft, Internet harassment.

You can go to prison for this.

You know how when you meet someone and you know he's the one?

That's what it was like with Andrew.

We were perfect for each other.

I thought we were going to get married.

And then I introduced him to Vicki.

I didn't even want him. I shot him for like a month or so.

And she let him go.

So easy.

It was always so easy for her.

So you wanted to get back at her.

I just wanted to teach her a lesson.

Let her know how it felt.

I never intended for her to get raped. I never.

She's my best friend after all.

Why am I not surprised to see you guys?

I heard you were at the forensic lab having them retest the shirt that was

wrapped around the crowbar for hair and fibers.

Twenty more minutes of your time is all I need, and then we're on a plane out of

your hair forever.

Promise. Cross my heart and hope to never set foot in Minnesota again.

We got a little situation here, Prescott.

I thought you guys would be heading to sunny California by now.

Well, we would, but we've got reservations for three.

Mr. Roy Donkel's next door.

He says he's the one that killed Sandra.

Yeah? Yeah.

Yeah. He says he was in the holding cell with you.

He was picked up on a drunk driving charge.

He was feeling guilty.

He'd never done anything like murder before.

Needed to talk to somebody, and you were there to listen. He told you his story.

You pressed him for details.

All he had to do was keep his mouth shut and trade shirts with you.

He walked away.

You spent the rest of your life eating three meals a day, building up your pecs

and watching Jerry Springer. Instead of in the death house with the needle up

your arm.

Well, he's lying.

You know, I do remember him. He was in the holding cell.

But he never said anything. I told him about the murder.

He doesn't need to lie, Prescott. You do.

Look, just ask the detectives.

I showed them where the murder weapon was.

The crowbar? Which was wrapped in your shirt, right?

That's right.

The plaid flannel one, right?

That's right.

You know, it's funny.

The victim's blood was all over that shirt.

But the hair and fibers on it matched Donko.

Not yours.

So why don't you tell us how Donkel's hair got on the shirt that you

wore when you murdered Sondra?

You remember that joke?

My boyfriend left me for my best friend, and I miss her?

I had a crush on this guy in junior high, Gary.

Always wore the same thing, jeans and a white T -shirt.

I was crazy in love with him for three years.

Never spoke to him.

Finally, on graduation, I got him to sign my yearbook.

And he signed, have a great summer.

And he spelled summer S -U -M -E -R.

No. Yes.

Yes.

Oh, God.

Oh, I escaped the crush phase.

Yeah, I escaped the talk all night on your princess phone about how Bobby

to fill you up phase.

I think I went straight from puberty to your place or mine and let's order out

for ribs.

Want me to join you guys?

I think it's best that you speak to someone sober, don't you?

Probably a good idea.

You look beautiful.

Thank you. I got your invitation.

So what's the occasion?

No occasion.

I just wanted to apologize.

I know that I haven't been exactly acting like myself lately.

And I had a mammogram a few days ago, and I got the results back. Today,

I'm fine.

Of course you are.

You're a young woman, a perfectly healthy...

Black woman whose mother and grandmother both died of breast cancer.

I don't have to quote you the statistics, doctor.

Angie, your grandmother refused to have a mastectomy.

And your mom found out too late.

Now, even if the worst should happen, God forbid it, you will survive it.

Is this really what the problem is?

About you not being ready to start a family?

Baby, I know what you went through when your mom was dying.

How bad it was.

I know that sometimes when you wake up crying, that it's because you still

you hear her calling out to you.

Daniel. But Angie, we have a life here.

A whole life together, you and me.

And that means sickness and health, children, and all that brings with it.

You don't understand. Yes, I do.

You're afraid to have children because you think you might get cancer.

No, that's not it.

I'm afraid to have a daughter because I'm afraid I'm going to pass on this

We got a car outside. Just tuck him in.

I can't believe you pulled it off. Yeah, you were always good at bluffing.

I guess congratulations are in order.

Yeah, if there was ever anything to celebrate about murder.

See you around.

Thanks again.

Appreciate it.

Ready to go home?

Peter, we do make good partners, don't we?

We best.

So now what?

Well, you just survived a very traumatic experience.

Not the key word here is that you survived.

First the rape, then finding out it was Carol.

It's like being violated all over again.

Well, the webpage is down. You change your phone number. I already gave notice

to my landlady.

I'm going to go back to Scottsdale for a while, spend some time with my family.

I've got quite a bit of vacation time due.

I'll just move when I get back.

Vicki, you know that you can move around all you want.

Actually, in this case, that's a very good idea.

But the best way to deal with this is head on.

Talk about it.

Get some counseling.

Join a rape support group.

Just the thought of that makes me really tired.

Scary.

That's part of it.

Fear factor.

Walk into a room full of strangers and you think...

I could get raped again.

You meet someone, you go out with them.

You make some move and you're afraid that he'll go too far too fast.

People that you thought you could trust aren't there for you anymore.

But with help and time, you learn to overcome your anxieties.

To empower yourself.

Okay. But, um, I think I need a glass of wine first.

Do you want anything?

No, actually, I'm...