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I'm going to start right here. All right.
Okay, well.
Hey, Nora.
Hey. How are you?
I'm freaked.
I jog here all the time.
It's like a truck hitter. More like one of those monster SUVs. I knew they were
a health hazard the moment they came on the market.
I'm taking the track impressions right now.
Looks like internal trauma.
Her ribcage is crushed in, other visible fractures, probably major organ damage.
How long has she been dead?
I don't know. Do you have an estimate?
Her body's still warm.
Probably less than three hours.
Guy that found her was on his regular run. He called 911 sometime after nine.
Huh. So that's probably between six and nine, then.
Anything else?
Uh, fanny pack. Already bagged it. Driver's license, lip balm, tissue.
Claudia Westmore, 43, Pacific Heights.
Well, that's at least five miles from here.
No car keys?
Well, we're at least looking at a hidden rum. Yep. The impact already threw her
from the jogging path into the bushes.
Definitely not a good day for Claudia.
Bye.
Bye. Well, let's go advise the next of kin.
Yeah, lose the gum first.
Oh, yes, Laurie.
Oh, look at you. You look beautiful. You look fantastic. Thank you. You too.
Mom, this is Jill. And bye, Jill.
Nice to meet you. I heard so much about you. Welcome. I didn't know you were
bringing a friend.
Oh, it was sort of a last -minute thing. You know, Jill's my new roommate.
Oh, I didn't realize she had no roommate.
Anyway, it's been a long trip, and I really have to use the... Oh, right down
the hall.
I'm so glad you got here before I had to go to work. Oh, yeah, me too.
So, what do you think?
What do I think? About what?
Why are you whispering?
She's great, right?
Yeah, she seems really nice. Good. Because I really want you to like her,
Well, because I love her.
You love her?
Yeah.
There we are, standing on her front porch, and like the moment of truth is
we're at. And this your second date? First official one, the other time we
met for coffee.
I'm standing there, like waiting for a signal. What's the signal? A hint.
You know, like is this going to be a goodnight kiss on the side of the cheek
kind of thing, or something more?
Since we're discussing this, I'm assuming you didn't make it past the
door? Not even close.
You know, she sticks her hand out. We shake hands!
It was my indecision, right? She took my indecision to mean some kind of lack of
interest. Are you asking me because, honestly, I haven't been on a date since
Reagan was president?
Mm -hmm. Kathy needs to see you, too. What'd you say about what? Can't help
Good morning.
You remember Sullivan Peck?
Who's he bothering now?
He's not bothering anybody.
He's out of business.
Marine unit dragged his body from the bay two days ago.
The liminary autopsy report says he was murdered, then dumped. When? Don't know
yet. Touch base with Nora Chen today, okay?
You want me working this?
Why reinvent the wheel?
You already know I'm inside and out, right?
What's the problem?
Well, I'm figuring that Sullivan Peck is not a good friend of yours.
Sullivan Peck was this jerk who was harassing an employee at his Internet
startup. Her name was Donna Packard. She was newly married, absolutely not
interested in him. It got so bad that she had to quit her job.
That didn't slow down Sullivan.
He started stalking her.
Did you get restraining order? No, he didn't pay any attention. She was a
She hired off -duty cops for protection. It was up to my neck, and it would poke
all the time.
Couldn't put him away, huh?
No, he was smart.
The harassment never really stopped, but we couldn't establish a credible
threat, so eventually I had to move on.
You had to give her the talk, huh?
I hate that talk.
I suggested that she move far enough away where he couldn't track her down.
I don't know if she took my advice.
Donna.
Hi, this is Inspector DiLorenzo.
I have some news for you.
Yeah, are you going to be home?
Okay, great.
Great. I will see you then.
Thanks. Bye.
Guess she didn't take my advice.
Park and Rec Commissioner called me first thing, worried about safety.
What else did you find out?
We spoke to the husband, Don Westmore. He's coming in today for an interview to
ID the body.
It didn't sound too upset. Turns out they were going through a divorce.
Well, there's also a kid, Cody. He's five, and according to the housekeeper,
he's with the father. What about the mother?
Ran every morning and drove a Range Rover.
Raina, put out an APB on that car.
Sullivan Pack is dead?
Are you sure?
Yeah, we're sure.
Dental records don't lie.
Oh, you dream of something like this, you don't think that it'll actually
happen. Now you can finally put him out of your mind.
Yeah, well, he might be gone, but it still won't be easy.
The way he treated us.
Just for the record, when was the last time you heard from him?
Around four months ago.
And he just stopped bothering you?
Sort of.
I mean, days went by and weeks.
You'd feel yourself start to relax until...
The phone rang or you heard a noise outside.
I wouldn't have been surprised if he showed up here today.
You can stop waiting.
From the look of things, this couldn't have come at a better time.
Yeah.
A hit and run?
While she was jogging?
Well, that's one possibility.
But until the autopsy is complete and crime scene gets back to us, we won't
for sure.
When was the last time you saw your wife?
Two days ago. I went by the house to pick up Cody. It was my week.
I don't know how I'm going to tell my son his mother's gone.
They were very close.
And yet you were fighting for sole custody?
Only because Claudia wanted sole custody.
We just had major differences on how to raise Cody.
Like?
I don't really see what this has to do with... We just appreciate any help.
Well, the latest battle was that I wanted to send him to public school.
a great one just up the street where I live. She wanted to send him to
Woodgrove. Ever hear of it?
Private school. Cutting edge. As she'd like to say, very progressive.
Should be for $15 ,000 a year.
For kindergarten?
A lot of money for cookies and finger painting. Exactly.
Look, my wife and I just had different values.
We didn't at first, but...
As soon as I started making money, she started spending it.
And only the best for Cody.
Mr. Westmore, where were you between the hours of six and nine this morning?
I was at work.
I don't like your tone.
I think this interrogation is over.
Next time you want to talk to me, call my lawyer.
We just picked up Claudia Westmore's Range Rover and the kid who was driving
Derek Orser, with a juvenile record of car theft, robbery, and assault.
He's down in a booking, but I can get him up here in an hour. Great, thanks.
Yep. What do you think? Carjacking gone wrong?
Very wrong.
Hey, Captain, your daughter called.
Thanks. Yeah, she left her cell phone number. I think she wants to talk to you
about dinner tonight.
Oh, is she in jail?
They are having a great time already.
You know, I think they're headed to Sausalito for lunch. We talked about
Oh, yeah. She went on and on and on, actually.
Sounds like they're really in love.
And, Captain, I think that is so cool. You know, you having a gay daughter, it
ain't no big deal. I am really impressed.
Well, not that I expected otherwise.
I'm glad you proved it.
Captain, one other thing.
I don't know if I ever mentioned this to you, but I was raised by two moms.
So, you know, being around lesbians is part of who I am.
Yeah, look how good I turned out.
Well, I don't know, Derek. It looks like an awfully long rap sheet for a
teenager.
Yeah, so?
So? We're thinking of adding one more count that isn't there right now.
Murder. I don't know what you're talking about.
I didn't murder anybody.
I jacked cars, that's all.
Robbery.
Assault. Okay, okay, but I'm not a killer.
I wouldn't have waived my rights if I had something to hide.
Where were you between 6 and 9 this morning?
Still home in bed.
That's my mom.
Oh, I'm sure mommy would say anything to protect her little Derek.
You don't know my mom.
She hates my guts, but she'll tell you the truth.
Had all the press from forensics.
Paint chips, tires are from a white Range Rover.
She was run over with her own car.
Thanks, son.
Well, it seems like we got a little problem here, Derek.
Seems that our victim was run over by her own car. Car that you were found
driving. Nah, wait, look. I left the house just a little bit after nine.
Took the cable car to Pacific Heights.
That's where a lot of nice rides are.
I saw the Range Rover, and just like the movie, gone in 60 seconds.
It's a mile and a half from the park. You know, Derek, this alibi doesn't
too airtight to me.
Nobody was with you, and you got nobody to back up your story.
After I jacked the car, I ran a red light.
And they had one of those, you know, automatic picture -taking things.
It caught me red -handed.
I'll gladly pay the ticket, though.
Sullivan Peck's body was mostly decomposed, but the skull was pretty
intact, except for the base, which looks like it was blown open by a 12 -gauge.
Shotgun in the back of the head?
Brutal, huh?
Whoever did this wanted to make sure he wasn't going to walk away.
And from what I hear in the hallway, nobody's shedding a tear.
I'm probably not going to be able to tell you when this happened. That's
we have a pretty good idea. All this bank activity stopped three months ago
last Tuesday.
Anything else on the body that we need to know about?
Uh, his body was wrapped in heavy chains. He was meant to be there
If that boat anchor hadn't dragged him up, we never would have heard from him
again.
Hey, nice suit, Nora. Nice uniform.
Hey, I just spoke to the patrol supervisor downstairs.
Donna and Greg Packard stopped filing harassment reports with us about four
months ago.
But about two weeks after that, one of their neighbors called in about a
defective prowler lurking outside.
Well, the description sounded a lot like Sullivan Pack.
So Peck didn't stop harassing them. They just stopped telling us about it. Well,
can you blame them? I wasn't doing much good. I also ran Don and Greg Packer
through the dealer record sales system to cover all the bases.
And Greg bought a 12 -gauge Remington shotgun at a sporting goods store in
Sacramento. When?
A week after they filed their last report with us.
Claudia was made of honor at my wedding.
Such a shock, you know?
A hit and run at the park.
I mean, how could that happen?
Well, that's what we're trying to find out, Melissa.
Claudia's phone records indicate that the two of you spoke the day before the
incident. Well, we talked to each other on the phone at least once a day, and
she was going through a particularly bad time with Don.
Do you know about the divorce?
Yeah, a little. We knew that they had filed and were waiting for a court date.
I was on the phone with her when she told Don that Cody had gotten into
Woodgrove. He was screaming on the other end like a crazy man.
Did he threaten her? Yes.
Well, I don't really remember exactly what he said, but it was scary.
Yeah, but the word is that he was using unconventional lenders to keep his
floating. You mean like the kind that don't use the legal system to get
Make you sleep on fishes instead?
Yeah, that's what I'm thinking.
I think we should hit the streets again right after lunch.
You know, she called me before lunch.
Who, the town of Packard?
My date from the other day.
Miss Handshake?
Miss Handshake wants to see me again. She invited me to the opera tomorrow
night.
Is that a good thing?
Potentially.
You think you're going to score?
Put it this way, I'm looking to make some serious progress.
Progress?
On my timetable.
What timetable?
Otherwise known as Nate's Rules.
First date, a handshake or other non -intimate contact is permissible, if not
optimal. Second date, better be some serious kissing, at least.
Third date, I should have spelled it out for you.
So what happens when you fall behind schedule?
Next.
What I don't get is that you're a good -looking guy. You have a paying job.
You're a straight man in San Francisco. What's with all the rules? Why don't you
just make the move?
The rules only apply in certain cases.
I .e., when only sex is involved, you know?
This woman could be the one, right? So, appeal in this case.
The flow approach is preferable.
You think she's the one?
Haven't ruled her out.
What's this thing today?
A hat and a clamp.
Salty. Oh, I was going to tell you this after lunch. The chain wrapped around
Sullivan Peck's body was manufactured by Eastway Metal Links. So I called their
main office with the patent number on the clamp. They told me this chain was
made for a playground swing.
Could they tell where it came from?
No. Eastway contracts with municipalities all over the country.
So this is a non -starter.
Oh, no, there's more. I pulled stolen property reports for the past four
Guess what?
There was a chain and swing reported missing from a playground just two
from Donna and Greg Packard's house.
Coincidence? I don't think so.
Thanks.
Oh, God.
I'm on a visit.
I take a little hunting trip every year. I wanted to try out my new shotgun.
Third night I was there, someone broke into my car and stole it.
Can anybody corroborate this?
It was a solo trip.
Did you file a report with the local police?
I meant to, but I had to get back home to work the next day, so I just never
around to it.
You know, I gotta be honest with you, Greg. This is not looking real good.
Do you have any idea how we suffered?
How traumatized we were?
I think I have a pretty good idea.
I never showed you these.
You can't hide from me. Wherever you go, I'm there.
You're in the shower, I'm watching.
You're naked doing little Greggy making that baby, I'm there too.
And I'll always be there.
You'll never get away.
Why did you keep these from me?
Because they came after you told us there was nothing else you could do.
And he was everywhere.
I was coming out of my obstetrician's office. He was waiting for me.
Or I'd turn an aisle in the grocery store. There he was. There was no
away from him. When was the last time either one of you saw Sullivan Peck? Why
are you doing this? Why do you care what happened to that vile man?
You were so sure that he was going to hurt you. You agreed that moving away
the best thing to do.
Now, as I recall, we agreed to think about it.
Why didn't you leave?
Because I got pregnant.
Because our families are here.
Because our work is here. Our lives are here.
You couldn't help us.
You couldn't guarantee our safety.
You told us we were on our own.
$15 ,000 a year for kindergarten.
What do us poor working folk do?
Go to public school.
You know, Ben's speed's not that bad.
The library burned out two years ago and they still haven't replaced it. We
don't have computers.
Even though I did buy them all for Christmas.
You know, my cousin uses my address for her daughter. She can go to Ben's
school. It's the public school in her neighborhood. It's even worse.
I think that's a crime, Mag.
Middle of the end, figuratively.
Come on, we went to public school. We turned out all right.
Still, you know what, Jim? We are not Supreme Court judges or scientists.
Private school does not insure that. Oh, some of them do.
Some of them even guarantee that your kid will go to an Ivy League school.
I have to tell you, if I could afford it, I'd do it.
Hey, lady.
Hi. First off,
Westmore's marriage reads like the war of the road.
I mean, you got...
harassing phone calls, restraining orders. He claimed she was deliberately
ruining his credit. She claimed he cleaned out their joint bank account.
they got ugly folks.
They always do.
Oh, and Derek, forget about it. Both alibis checked out. His mom really does
hate his guts.
Plus, the neighbor does remember seeing him leaving the apartment house a little
after 9, and the city took his picture at 9 .23 when he ran that red light.
Well, one down.
Anything else from forensics? Oh, yeah. Don Westmore's fingerprints were found
in the car, but that doesn't mean anything.
They could have been there from... when they were still married.
But, this is juicy, I think Don Westmore hired a private investigator to do a
credit check on his wife, and God knows what else.
You got a name for this P .I.? Yeah.
Murray Kipnis.
Oh, yeah.
I got a million friends in the force.
You know Bender Chick?
Al?
The buddy of mine.
We don't know him either, Mr. Kipnis.
Call me Murray.
As I say, I have the utmost respect for the force, especially you ladies.
You have to work twice as hard to get any respect, huh?
I know how it works.
Thank you, Murray.
Thank you very much.
We need some information regarding your work for Don Westmore.
Easy. I never did any work for Don Westmore. Well, there is a $2 ,500
his credit card to you.
Can you explain that?
Even easier.
I was hired by his wife, Claudia.
She used this credit card.
It happens.
Did she suspect he was having an affair?
She didn't ask me to investigate her husband.
Okay, I give. What did she ask you to investigate?
All her girlfriends.
She wanted all the dirt that wasn't fit to print.
Pamela, Jessica, Melissa.
Claudia hired you to gather dirt on her friends?
Even her best friend, Melissa?
Why?
Ladies, I live by one credo.
Don't ask too many questions.
Just cast the check and do your job.
You'll live longer.
That's three credos. Well, who's counting?
Hi,
Mom.
Hi.
You had fun tonight, huh?
Yeah, yeah, thanks. Actually, we did, we did. A friend of Jill took us sailing
on the bay.
Mm -hmm.
And the city looked just beautiful. Yeah. Good.
Yeah.
Okay. Amanda, could I talk to you for a second?
Uh, you know, could we do it in the morning, Mom?
I'm really, I'm beat.
Sure.
Actually, there's something I've been meaning to kind of talk to you about.
First, let me just start by saying that I understand if you're finding all of
this, you know, with Jill and I, a little difficult to handle. Did I say
anything? No, but I know you, Mom.
You must be thinking.
Well, obviously, I'm still a little fresh, but I got an open
mind. I know, and I really appreciate it because it means so much to me.
The best part is, you know, I've never been happier.
It's been four months of absolute bliss.
Four months, huh?
You've talked at least once a week. How come you never mentioned her?
Honestly, I wanted to make sure it lasted.
But we're made for one another, Mom.
We're even thinking about starting a business together.
Business? Yeah, catering, movie shoots, private parties, whatever. I mean,
there's a very high demand for good food at the right price.
What do you know about the catering business?
And Jill practically grew up in the restaurant business. Her dad owns, like,
three places in L .A., and he's hooking us up with suppliers and helping us out
with some of the startup costs.
That's good.
Yeah, we just need a little more money to get off the ground.
How much money?
$10 ,000.
But before you say anything, you should know that I've totally done my homework
on this one, okay? Look.
We hired an accountant who has helped us put together a complete business plan.
And he says that based on clients who have already promised us jobs, we are
going to be making a profit within like six months.
And then the rest is, you know, gravy.
That's big.
Okay, look.
I promise that I will pay you back within a year with interest.
So, can I count you in?
I don't know, honey.
How do I deal with this?
Half me for money. Yours or Jill's?
Mine.
Why?
I don't know.
You've been home a day. It's just one thing after another.
Right, right. Well, you know what? When Jill wakes up, we can go over the
business plan with her. And I don't want you to do anything unless you're
completely comfortable with it.
I'll tell you right now. I'm not comfortable.
$10 ,000 is just a lot of money to me.
Won't you at least think about it?
Amanda, I can't do this.
Sorry.
Okay, okay.
It hurts a little at first, right?
Oh, yeah.
But mother's milk is best.
Yeah, I nursed.
My son Benjamin's never sick.
Really? Mm -hmm.
So is that little one going to private school, too?
Hopefully. The minute I got pregnant, I put him on the waiting list for Pan
Pacific Preschool.
That's a feeder school for wood growth.
Oh.
Pre -school, what's that, only ten grand a year?
Twelve.
It's worth every penny.
Look, Woodgrove is so competitive. And what's worse, all of my friends were on
the short list for admission.
Pamela, Melissa, Claudia, before.
You said you had a falling out with Claudia, right?
Major.
We were in Mommy and Me together. Our kids had playdates together.
But when I found out that Claudia's son was on the short list for admission to
Woodgrove, I did it.
She didn't even know about Woodgrove. I mean, I'm the one that told her.
And then she races over there and she puts her application in before me.
Did your son get in?
We don't know yet.
I call that school every day trying to find out when the letters are going out,
but they won't say.
Well, Claudia knew.
At least I think she knew that her son had been accepted, right?
Are you sure?
Maybe they only notified her because she got in.
Were you aware that Claudia had hired a private investigator to look into the
lives of the other women whose children were also on the short list for
Woodgrove? You've got to be kidding.
How could she do that to me?
That's probably why we didn't get in.
I mean, so what? My husband didn't go to Yale. And maybe we didn't make the full
seven figures last year, but come on.
Everyone lies on those applications.
Don't they?
Okay, okay.
Donna and Greg sold her for this for the week after Pat was murdered.
Have you tracked the car down?
Well, the car was sold at auction in Fresno. I tracked the VIN number to the
owner at Amarillo, Texas.
Well, I want to go down there with a warrant and see if there's blood inside.
Oh, hold on a second. If this is about the money, I'll pay for it myself.
No, no, it's not about the cost.
You think these people murdered him?
Well, the missing 12 gauge did catch our attention.
Look, it's more than just the gun. When I first heard that Peck was murdered, I
didn't even want to think about Donna and Greg, but, you know, being with them
has just brought it all back.
You still feel bad you couldn't help them, right?
What does that matter? This is a murder case now. Why would I want to put these
people away if I didn't have to?
Because you're pissed off that you couldn't protect them?
You didn't just leave the city?
Okay, look, I'm going to say this again. I am not interested in taking these
people down. For months they were the victims.
But if they killed Sullivan Peck, I have to do my job.
Okay, keep on it.
I'll call Amarillo at a forensics unit to take a look at the car.
Thank you.
So you reported a break in here two nights ago, is that correct?
Yes, it's still a mess in here. What a time for this to happen.
Admissions is trying, enough it is.
Last year we had 32 openings, over 500 applications.
Why so few openings?
We try to keep our classrooms that small.
So after legacies with gender balance... I'm sorry, legacies?
Siblings of children already attending are given first preference.
Now with the news of Claudia's death... Did you inform Claudia that her son had
gotten in?
Yes, two days ago.
The day before she was killed.
Were you aware that she and her husband were going through a divorce and that
her husband didn't want Cody to attend here?
No.
I was not aware of that.
Did you inform any of the other parents as to whether or not the children have
been accepted?
We only informed those who were admitted.
It's our policy to do that in person or over the phone, as in Claudia's case, so
that we can offer our personal congratulations.
So what now? Do you review the applications to decide who gets their
No, we have a waiting list, and the runner -up will get the slot.
Can you tell us who that is?
Here at Woodgrove, we pride ourselves on being discreet.
On maintaining the private... You know what? Here at the San Francisco Police
Department, we pride ourselves on finding criminals.
Like the one who ran over Claudia Westmore.
Well, there are three boys' families who are on the short list.
Is Melissa Llewellyn's son Noah one of them?
Yes, well, he was, but we decided to go to Ethan Whitworth.
I'm going to inform his family today.
Did you receive some information from a private investigator that maybe
disqualified him?
Private investigator?
I can assure you... We have reason to believe Claudia Westmore hired a private
investigator to dig up dirt on prospective parents on the short list.
Sorry.
I don't have any idea what you're talking about.
I bring news.
John and Greg becarpeted their living room right after Peck was killed.
They whacked him in their own house?
Could be.
I don't know. I've been thinking about what the captain said. Maybe he was
right.
I'm not wrong.
Somebody was murdered.
That's somebody, a lowlife who had absolutely no redeeming qualities.
Well, I never met the guy, so... I tell you what, if I was Donna and Greg, I
would have wanted him dead, too.
Except that as mean and nasty as Peck was, he didn't kill anyone.
At the end of the day, it's not your call.
You just present the facts to the DA and let him take it from there.
I pulled Sullivan Peck's phone record.
The last call he made was to Donna and Greg Packard's apartment.
Last almost half an hour.
Half an hour. Why didn't you hang up?
Why do we need a lawyer?
We're just saying it's your call, Greg. You have the right.
Let's just get this over with, okay? I don't want an attorney.
I want to talk now.
Look, after all that you've been through, we're not interested in making
any harder. We just want to do what's right.
Do you?
Absolutely.
Look, I can just imagine how fed up you were.
Peck was completely out of control, and I couldn't do anything to stop him.
My telling you to leave town must have been very insulting.
We hadn't even done anything wrong.
So you understand why we didn't leave?
Yes, I understand.
But that didn't solve your Sullivan -Peck problem.
We told you he stopped bothering us. But we know that's not true.
We know he called you on the day that he died.
What are you talking about?
We have the phone records, Craig.
We know you spoke for about 30 minutes.
I was telling him to leave us alone.
To get the hell away once and for all.
I'm sure you were, but that conversation doesn't take half an hour.
I think you were trying to get him over to your apartment. That's crazy.
Is it?
We know about the new living room carpet.
We've been planning that for months. It had nothing to do with Peck. Donna, you
can't hold on to this forever.
It's not good for you, and it's certainly not good for your baby.
Just tell us exactly what happened, and we will do our best to make sure that
your point of view is heard with the DA.
You're wrong about everything.
We did not kill Sullivan Peck.
Now I think we'd like to go.
Well, Miss Wiley knew.
I don't care if all Woodrow received was an anonymous letter or phone call.
They changed their minds about who was going to be admitted based on that
information from the P .I.
They saw I was talking grammar school or the Pentagon here.
No, it's crazy.
Some of these parents actually think their child's whole future is at stake
they don't go to the right school.
Yeah, but it's kindergarten.
Actually, Woodrow goes up to high school. The getting in part that's
Very tough.
Have you got anything more on Don Westmore? He's not your guy. His alibi
out. He got in the office at 5 .50. He was there all day.
Three employees and a kid who delivered coffee confirmed it.
Sure he didn't hire someone else for doing?
Sounded like a pretty messy divorce to me.
I don't think so, Captain. But we have another theory.
The mother's competition with Claudia Westmore for admission.
We're taking a hard look at a woman named Melissa Llewellyn.
She may have a motive.
Do you ever hear of this Woodgrove School?
Sure. Great school.
Expensive.
I would have killed if I didn't know how to go there.
Sorry I'm late. That's okay.
Thanks for seeing me.
I just want to get right to the point.
What are you after here?
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about $10 ,000.
The
money
was Amanda's idea.
Yeah, I told her it was a mistake that she was only setting herself up for
disappointment.
And you know this because?
Because I think I know how you feel about Amanda.
Six months ago, she left for Los Angeles with Barry the dishwasher talking about
opening a bed and breakfast in Vermont, and two days ago, she shows up with Jill
the lesbian talking about a catering business.
She never finishes what she starts.
You're probably assuming I'm just another impulse.
History's been a guide.
I can't promise how long will last.
All I know is I want Amanda to be happy.
That's all I've ever wanted.
From what she's told me, you have a funny way of showing it.
She thinks you don't trust her choices.
You look down, you know that everything she's ever done.
Well, let's take a look at her choices.
A year ago, she was going to marry Mark.
Then she was... gonna have a baby then she wasn't gonna marry mark for about
five minutes she was very excited about going to college that was before she met
the dishwasher okay so she's having trouble finding herself but it would be
lot easier if she knew you were supporting her i support her i've always
supported her when it was appropriate to support her that's the problem you
condition everything
I was being honest.
All Amanda's ever really wanted is for you to just accept her for who she is.
But maybe she needs to accept that's not going to happen and just
move on.
No. What Amanda needs is to accept the fact that her actions have consequences.
She wants to be treated like an adult.
She has to behave like an adult.
What do you mean, the ADA won't file?
Sorry, I did the best I could.
But we haven't even heard back from Amarillo about the car.
Oh, yeah, we have. The forensics report was faxed in last night. There was no
blood or any other evidence of Sullivan Pax anywhere in the car.
There can't be plenty of evidence here.
And I've presented every piece of it.
The DA is not interested in taking a flyer. Call this a flyer?
Close, but no cigar were his exact words.
And all the evidence is circumstantial.
The fact that Peck was stalking her is certainly a motive.
There was no ballistic or forensic evidence of any kind to tie them to the
actual crime.
I don't believe that.
And, of course, the S -word came up.
Sympathetic. Donna and Greg are going to get on the stand and tell about the
horror that they endured from him. And the jury, at least according to the ADA,
is not going to convict.
Thank you for coming in. We have a few follow -up questions for you.
No problem, Inspector.
Anything I can do, please.
How you been holding up?
Fine. Under the circumstances.
So, we spoke to your husband at his office.
Yes, he told me.
We didn't realize you often went jogging with Claudia.
When my schedule allowed.
Was that in Pacific Park?
Where she was...
It's found.
Mm -hmm.
Melissa, when we last spoke, you told us that your son Noah had been on the list
for Woodgrove.
Have you heard anything?
Yes.
He didn't get in.
But we've applied at several different schools, so it's all right.
Woodgrove was our first choice, but these things happen.
In our first meeting, you had said that you heard Claudia telling her husband
that their son had been admitted.
Did I?
Yeah. So, we assume Claudia called you to tell you the good news?
Yes, she did.
How'd you feel about that?
Well, I was happy for her.
I was a little disappointed that I hadn't received a call, but... Because
felt Noah was more qualified than her son to get in, right?
After all...
You and your husband make more money than Claudia, and of course she was
through a divorce.
True. I mean, you'd think the school would have taken that into
right, and given you guys the first slot?
Well, who knows how these decisions are made.
But still, it had to make you angry, huh?
We've spoken to your therapist.
We know you've had a problem with controlling your temper, especially when
don't get the respect you think you deserve.
That's crazy.
I'm going home. Melissa, we have fingerprints off the file cabinets at
Woodgrove.
Once we arrest you and take your prints, we're pretty sure they're going to
match.
The day Claudia called you to tell you the news, you broke into the Woodgrove
school that night to see who was on the short list.
No, see, you don't understand. Your family was the runner -up until you
out that Claudia had hired a...
Private investigator.
And the cool found out you had a history of violent behavior.
She was your best friend.
How could she do that to you?
What do you want?
I'm here to tell you that it's over.
The DA's not going to file, and I'm going to be out of your life.
You seem to be making a habit of that.
You should have listened to me, Donna.
If you'd left, none of this would have happened.
Peck was despicable, but he didn't murder anyone.
And no one has that right.
How dare you judge me?
You bailed on us.
When we needed you the most.
Good luck with the baby.
The rest of your life?
The rest of my life.
How do you think that's going to be?
Without a husband or a father for my child?
What? Greg left me last night.
Do you think any couple could have survived what we survived?
Goodbye,
Inspector DiLorenzo.
I hope to God I never need your services again.
So they're sitting in her car.
Melissa having just confronted Claudia about the private investigator, which of
course she denies.
Then somehow...
Melissa finds herself behind the steering wheel. Doesn't remember gunning
motor. Yeah, okay, so what? She's going to be temporary insanity and go to one
of those mental institutions?
Yeah, until some psychiatrist says she's cured.
Yeah, hopefully that's after the kid has graduated college.
Who knows what kind of rampage she'd be on if he didn't get into Harvard.
As far as I'm concerned, these women have a little too much time on their
You know, I've been thinking about Benjamin's school.
Oh, Meg, please, don't even think about it. You know, I'm not going to send him
to private school, please.
I'd have to mortgage the house.
But, you know, I'm going to become one of those demanding parents.
Especially with that library that burned down two years ago still hasn't been
replaced. I'm going to call the PTA and see what they're doing about it. You go
get them, Meg. Yeah.
Look, she pushed him into killing Peck.
That had to be how it went down. And now he can't look at her anymore without
remembering that they're both murderers.
You know, they were so in love when I first met them.
Greg wasn't going anywhere until he showed up.
Sometimes I hate this job and the things that we have to do. Lady Peck deserved
to die, okay? Justice was done. I mean, maybe it was right we didn't make the
case. You really believe that?
Yeah.
Don't tell anybody.
Hey, how was the opera?
Oh, the mass ball was great, but I still got a handshake at the end of the
night. That's the death note. One handshake instead of a goodnight kiss is
but two, well, it's not going to happen.
Back to square one.
Better luck next time.
Well, I've looked over your business plan.
Yeah? Now you're here to tell me what's wrong with it?
No, actually. I showed it to my accountant.
He said it was very professional.
He said you listed all anticipated expenses and even prepared for
He said your revenue projections are conservative. He thinks you could be
a profit in less than six months.
What are you saying, Mom?
Well, I guess I'm saying that I want to invest in you.
In all of me?
Meaning?
Meaning who I am, Mom, and the choices that I make.
Like Jill?
Yeah, like Jill.
Like living in L .A. and, you know, I don't know, whatever comes next.
Why don't we just take this one step at a time, okay?
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