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Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Forensic Pathology Demonstration Lecture

in your annual San Diego police procedure.

This morning we'll be discussing basic autopsy techniques and how they apply to

police investigation methods.

Now then, we make the frontal incision here, just below the sternum, and move

down through the abdomen like this.

It would, of course, be necessary to break the sternum if we wanted to

the chest cavity, and we'll cover that tomorrow.

You'll notice I'm using a standard hardware butcher knife for this

Cadavers obviate the necessity for sterile conditions.

You could, of course, use a knife from a surgical supply house. That would run

you about 60 bucks, but on my departmental budget...

Well, all right. The abdominal cavity can be peeled back, and we

can get at the viscera.

Wow, this guy is really a mess.

Oh, that was fascinating.

So, lunch?

It's good for me. I'm not coming back tomorrow. You'll lose your deposit.

I don't care. I'm not spending good money to watch some geek speed butcher a

John Doe. That geek happens to be the top pathologist in the coroner's

department. He wrote the book on blast wounds. Let somebody else read it. You

with me on this, A .J.? We can forget about him for a while. He'll be all

as soon as we hit the coast road and the salt air gets to him.

Tell you what, why don't you pass over the pathology lectures and go straight

the surveillance and undercover techniques?

Some cop's going to teach me about surveillance? I wrote that book.

Look, the local police department gives these annual lectures for public

service. You don't want to be served. That's the problem.

What about that New Mexican restaurant in Old Town once, all right? What do you

say, A .J.?

There's

a space right over there.

Nah, I need two.

Don't want any dings.

Ding. What's the matter? Would they clash with the bullet holes?

This is probably against the law.

Yeah, that's all right. I mean, take it.

Raise your hand. Your deputy.

Police!

Police!

Hold it.

Right there, pal. Turn around and grab it. Come on, turn around.

Got him? Right.

All right, spread them out.

Spread them out.

I didn't do it.

I didn't do it.

Got a hand behind you. Let's go. Come on.

I didn't do it.

Right.

Somebody knew you were going to be here, shot the gun, then planted the gun on

you. Right. Yeah.

Why did it have to be McKay?

They don't pick names out of a hat, A .J.

The D .A. wanted their top man on the case.

So why McKay?

Guy's too busy running for office to be assigned to a case.

Oh, not this year.

His party's nominating committee passed him over.

I thought they didn't know what they were doing.

Well, the conviction in this case would do McKay's temporal world of good. I

wouldn't put anything past McKay.

Like putting you two guys on the stand?

Just get cooler in here. Yep.

So, Rick, AJ, how's life on the wild side?

Gee, it's nice to see you again, McKay.

When was the last time? Let's see.

Oh, yeah.

The Jarvis case.

As I recall, you two burglarized a psychiatrist's office, impersonated

agents, and although I can't prove it, suborned two witnesses to perjury.

It's a living.

But all that's behind us, right, guys?

This time we're all on the same side.

All right.

This is just the preliminary.

We have to convince the judge that we have the juice to spend the people's

money. Which one of you two guys wants to go on the stand first?

AJ had the best view.

This the guy you busted?

Yes, that's him.

Good enough for me.

Look, aren't there any other witnesses? That restaurant was full of people.

Yeah, we talked to all of them.

Either they didn't see it, or if they saw it, they didn't see it clearly, or

they don't speak English very well, or they don't want to get involved.

Sorry to say it, but you two are the best qualified.

Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence, McKay.

The defense attorney, Mitch Lewis, tells me you two went to college together.

That's right.

He was pre -law, and I... was between majors.

You guys ever work with him?

That is what we do.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

All right, McKay.

I know you guys are used to cheering for different teams here, but we're talking

about a murder case.

One man is dead, another man's life is on the line.

What do you say we let bygones be bygones?

No,

you're right, bro.

We've got a case to try.

Well, here we are, just one big happy family working for the people of the

county of San Diego.

You'll have to make allowances for me. I'm not used to working with guys like

you.

You know those little dots of white scum that form on the top of a cup of coffee

after a couple of days?

Every time I see them, I'm reminded of P .I .s.

There's no question in your mind?

None.

You're absolutely certain that the defendant, Mr. Marquez, is the person

chased?

Yes.

The person you saw with a gun immediately after the killing?

Yes.

No further questions.

Your witness, counsel.

You and I have known each other for some time.

Yes, we have.

That doesn't mean I have to accept your version of events.

The counsel is testifying.

Sustained.

Get on with it.

Just making sure Mr. Simon and I understand each other, Your Honor.

How far away from my client were you when the shot was fired?

A hundred feet.

His back was turned?

No, he was in profile.

Everything happened very quickly?

Yes, a few seconds.

People were running all over and screaming?

Yes, people were scared.

Would you look at my client?

Mr. Marquez is rather distinctive, wouldn't you say?

Yes.

Therefore, your attention was focused on him before the shot was fired?

No.

Then your attention focused on him after the shot was fired?

Yes, I guess so.

That means you didn't actually see him fire the shot.

No, but it was only a brief second after... I would object, Your Honor, and

that everything after the answer no be stricken as non -responsive.

Sustained.

Let me summarize.

You saw Mr.

Marquez from 100 feet away after the shot was fired with a whole group of

panicked by fear running around, and you are still sure that it was my client?

that you saw with the gun near the dead man?

Mr.

Marquez, the man I saw with the gun in his hand.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Any redirect?

No, Your Honor.

You may step down.

And this seems like a good time for a recess, so 15 minutes, everyone.

You know, I could have sworn before I got up there that I actually saw him

the gun.

Don't worry about it. You did better than I expected.

Just remember, he's the man you caught with a gun. Any doubts about that? No.

Good. TV crews here? All set.

I'll handle the press, if you don't mind. Could get a little sticky.

Yeah. Where's your brother?

Um, he was finishing up another case up in La Jolla.

Okay.

Not too good.

Mitch got me kind of confused.

He's a lawyer. He gets a lot of money to confuse people.

Yeah, well, you wait till it's your turn.

Mr. McKay? Mr. McKay, is it true that your department is covering for the

in the Wilmot case? And what about your eyewitness against Marquez in this

murder case?

Uh, no comment.

Mr. McKay, what's your position regarding this camera?

I believe this guy.

I'm more concerned right now with whether or not the judge believed me,

know?

I was still feeling kind of queasy from that autopsy and...

Maybe I didn't see it clearly. Yes, you saw it. I saw it. The towner saw it.

It's an open and shut case. Oh, come on. How many times have we heard that from

a cop? Well, it is.

You're wrong.

You're wrong. My husband wouldn't kill anybody. Why are you trying to put him

jail? No, it's for a jury to decide whether he's guilty or not. I'm just

what I saw.

You didn't see the shooting.

Why do you want to testify against him?

Why are you doing this? Just hold all the messages, Pam. I'll call you back.

He's a good, honest man.

Hey, guys, come on. You're not on my team now. Stay away from my client,

We're not exactly prying secrets out of her, Mitch. Mr. Lewis, are these men

harassing your client? We're not harassing anybody. You are. Get out of

Do you feel the defense put a cloud on your testimony? No comment. If that's

good enough for the DA, it's good enough for us. Get out of my face.

Now.

Can't let them get to you, AJ.

What time is it?

Tuesday.

Are you looking for something or are you just trying to cool off?

I just can't sleep.

I can.

But I dreamt about it.

You did?

Yeah.

I kept seeing Marquez standing there in all that confusion, holding the

gun in his hand and looking at it like he'd never seen it before.

Like, you know... Like somebody had given it to him.

Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm.

And then he looked off to his left and he seemed... I don't know, he

was frightened, but he seemed angry also.

And he was looking at... At what?

I don't know. I woke up.

You dreamt this?

No, I mean, yeah, but on a deeper level, I think I was actually remembering it.

Does any of this make any sense?

It does to me. I wouldn't tell McKay about it.

Do I hate this because I really think there may be more to it than we can

remember? You know, maybe somebody else besides Marquez pulled the trigger, or

do I hate this because I hate working for the prosecution?

What difference does it make?

It'll be hard getting used to working for the DA.

Especially this DA.

Well, I think he's worth checking out.

Well, it ain't our case.

Well, we may get our case.

I mean, we are all after the same thing, theoretically, anyway. Justice.

If it turns out Marquez did it, then that's the way it goes down. If he

do it... Uh -huh. I don't think McKay's gonna like that. That really disappoints

me.

McKay doesn't have to know anything about it.

Go on. It's nearly dawn. If we hurry, we can make the funeral. Get dressed.

It was a privilege to work alongside such a man.

Bob Cabrillo was not only my partner, he was an inspiration.

Not just an inspiration to me, but to everyone who worked with him. He was a

beloved person to all.

What are you doing here?

Checking the guest list.

Why, you've already got your man in jail on this one.

A policeman's work is never done.

But we all knew Bob as a man who never shrank from the challenges put before

him. Over the years, he worked tirelessly to create a better life.

Tell that to family.

Not only... This is the speaker, Emilio Vega. He's the dead man's partner.

They own the restaurant together.

Friends, we have gathered here today to honor the memory of Robert Cabrillo.

Taken from us so cruelly and in such a heartless, violent act.

He was a man truly loved by all who

got to know him.

Ashes to ashes.

And dust to dust.

What are you two doing here?

Came to pay our respects.

Well, since you're here.

Roberto Tacondio. Thank you.

Mrs. Cabrillo.

I hate to bother you at a time like this.

Then don't.

I wanted to introduce you to the two men who caught the man who may have shot

your husband.

You should have let him go.

He did everyone a favor.

My husband was not a nice man.

I see.

I wouldn't be here.

But Emilio asked me to come.

I see.

Your husband loved the sea?

He hated it.

Let's get out of here.

She contains her grief well.

So we know the dead man's wife hated him and was possibly having an affair with

his partner.

And that Lieutenant Brown was writing down all the license plates up there.

Routine.

I like to keep track of who goes to murdered men's funerals.

Well, this is all just... interesting.

Look, I've got a man in jail who's been bound over for trial. I've got a gun.

I had a body. I've got three eyewitnesses.

You two have got a long way to go before you can rock my boat.

Later.

And stay away from that defense attorney.

You read me?

Oh,

hey, hey, hey, hey, Nick, wait up.

We'd like to talk to you.

Actually, we'd like to talk to your client.

He's out of the question.

Uh, okay.

How about a confidential communication?

Not while you're a witness for the DA.

Oh, Mitch, look, he's got nothing to lose in everything he can by talking to

Yeah, McKay has already gotten up to put Marquez away.

And we may be your only chance to get him off. If he didn't do it.

You're conducting an independent investigation here.

Well... Nothing formal.

We just don't want to see an innocent man get railroaded.

Maybe if he talks to us, we get information that puts a new light on

This is unbelievable.

I mean, being investigators is so ingrained in you two that you question

you saw with your own eyes.

Hmm.

I hadn't thought of it that way.

You don't know these guys like I do. They get something into their heads and

they won't let it go.

I was kind of counting on that.

What are you up to?

Just carrying out my solemn duties as the people's advocate, pursuing truth,

justice, and the American way.

Does this agenda call for putting a couple private eyes out of business?

I'm shocked you could even think such a thing, Lieutenant.

I would never put my personal ambitions or feelings above the considerations of

a case.

As a professional, I'm sure you can understand that.

That's just what I'm trying to do.

Besides, this case has subtleties, implications I don't want to miss.

I may write a paper on it.

Implications, subtleties?

For a week, you've been telling everyone that this was an open -and -shut case.

You're after someone.

Who is it?

Well, at the moment, let's just say it's somebody you and I and everybody else

with a badge has right at the top of their list.

And you're going to use the Marquez case and two friends of mine to help you to

get this person?

Hey, we use the tools at hand, Lieutenant.

Speaking of which, did you run those license plates from the funeral?

I need two copies.

Two copies?

Whatever you say.

Ron.

I know you and they don't like me or the way I handle things.

But believe me, we're all headed in the same direction.

Remembering. And I mean really remembering, so you don't forget any of

pieces.

It's hard.

And when it's something frightening like a killing, it's even harder.

I'm trying.

I went to see Cabrillo because he had fired my wife.

It's a nasty thing.

I didn't like it.

He was just sitting at the table.

Tell him about the gun.

I didn't have a gun.

I started telling him off, and then he stood up, and then bang!

The gun was in your hand.

No!

When the gun went off, it was real close to me.

I was stunned.

The gun was jammed in my stomach real hard.

I didn't know what it was until I looked down at it.

And then you looked around the cafe.

You saw the man who fired the shot.

There was a man.

Yes.

I don't know what he looked like because he had his back to me.

That's when I ran.

What else could I do? I couldn't stand there with a gun in my hand.

I had my fingerprints all over it.

I couldn't wipe them off, so I ran.

I hear you.

I didn't do it.

I've never been in trouble in my life.

Won't you believe me?

Won't any of you believe me? I didn't kill anybody.

Listen to me, man.

Julio.

We want to believe you, but we're going to have to have more.

The problem is that I have to go on the stand and tell what I saw.

And right now that seems to be that you shot Robert Cabrillo.

I didn't kill anybody.

All right.

You say Cabrillo fired your wife.

Why?

She broke a water pitcher.

The Drug Task Force is starting a sweep today with DEA. There's an oil tanker

overturning the I -5 up near Oceanside. And I just got a radio report that

there's a naked man with a machine gun up on top of the Flynn building.

What am I doing here with you?

Because you were with us when the shooting happened.

You got us into this to begin with, remember?

Raise your hands.

Besides, let me refer you to Sunday's lecture by one of the leading criminal

psychologists still at large.

Recreating the scene of the crime. When confronted with the actual surroundings

of a crime scene, witnesses are often able to recall with startling accuracy

details which were foggy before.

Besides, the guy in the flim building, we know him. The situation will take

of itself.

Honey, will you put this away, please?

Mr. Vega.

Lieutenant Brown.

I think you saw Rick and A .J. Simon at the funeral. Yes.

What can I do for you? Well, we like to look around, you know, refresh our

memories for the trial.

Oh, we're kind of very busy just now.

We won't be in the way.

Not at all.

Okay, we came through here. I stayed with the body.

Marquez was...

Marquez was right about here. All right, now the body was where, here?

A little further over. The table was tipped over. Okay.

Excuse me, folks. We back you up just a little bit here. Now, there was blood

patterned out here from the exit wound, which means that either the shooter was

Marquez, where you are, or somebody on this angle.

All right, so hand off here and out, right?

I'm sorry.

I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

He walked.

Huh?

He walked.

In the middle of all the panic, one man walked out of here like he was on a

Sunday stroll.

Do you remember a face?

No, his back was to me.

Lieutenant, I want to cooperate.

I mean, the shooting was bad enough for business, but now if you're going to

come in here and upset the people, please.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. We're finished here.

May we have a word with you, please?

Yes, outside.

Is this official police business?

If it has to be.

Where were you when the shooting occurred, Mr. Vega?

I was in my office.

I just heard the shot.

Did you see Julio Marquez with the gun?

No. No, I saw you. And then I saw somebody run out the back. I think it

too. There was a lot of confusion.

Yeah, we know.

The defendant says that in that confusion there was another man and that

the shooting.

That's ridiculous.

I mean, he's obviously just trying to save his neck.

Julio Marquez told us that Cabrillo fired his wife because she broke a water

pitcher. Seems a little extreme. I mean, people must break things around here

every day.

If Bob Cabrillo felt he had to fire Conchita Marquez, I am sure he had a

reason for it.

He was in charge of the day -to -day operations of the restaurant.

And now that he is gone, I am.

So will you please excuse me? I really have a lot of work to do. Excuse me.

Are you sure you remember this other shooter?

Yes.

Do what you do.

You're holding out on me. No. You're setting yourself up with my supply. No,

Jimmy. No, I swear.

Okay, okay. I was taking a little bit for myself, but I wasn't selling it,

Jimmy.

I'm warning you.

If I find out you're tapping into my supply, the Federales are going to find

in a car trunk in Ensenada with a bird stuffed in your mouth. Oh!

So, Melendez, on the Phoenix run tonight, Richard needs a little rest.

Emilio, how nice to see you.

Jimmy.

Can we talk in private?

Wherever I am is private, Emilio.

Jimmy, a cop and two private detectives came into a restaurant today.

They didn't like your chimichangas. No, no, no, they didn't eat. They just went

over the murder scene again. I think they believe Julio's wife's story about

somebody else killing Cabrillo.

What do you believe?

I think we ought to slow down.

Maybe even change the location.

I don't think it's a good idea to ship that stuff in the pictures anymore. The

pictures are perfect.

Who's going to suspect genuine Mexican -Indian artifact?

Jimmy, Julio's wife almost took the stuff when she broke one.

If I hadn't been there to get it out of the kitchen, she would have told the

cops about it.

Please, Jim.

I mean, I'm sorry. I cannot take the chance anymore.

That's what Cabrillo said.

And then he said he might go to the cops about it.

And then he stopped breathing.

Maybe you should ponder that.

Okay, hey, okay.

What do you want me to do about it?

Business as usual.

We continue the shipment through the restaurant until I think it's too risky.

Got people over me who expect results, you know?

For the detectives.

What are they going to find? They got their man in jail.

They don't want to know about anybody else.

Come on. You should stop worrying about detectives.

I suppose you've come here to talk about my husband.

Well... Let me put this as delicately as possible, Mrs. Cabrillo.

Your husband was... It seems that there were some problems.

He mistreated me, his children, his servants.

He was a beast.

The man was mean and cruel to his bones.

People in love will say anything.

I'm not sorry that man killed him.

Well, actually, we're not sure that man did. I thought you were the ones that

caught him. Well, yeah, we ran after a man we thought killed your husband, but

we caught a man that we now think may not have him, so we're looking for the

who actually did.

That sounds terribly confusing.

After that.

Why bother?

My usual Remington.

Something for you?

Ah, no. No, thank you.

I like it.

Mrs.

Cabrillo, if you don't mind, we'd like to ask you a few questions.

Did your husband have trouble with any one particular person?

My husband had trouble with everybody.

Robert Cabrillo was a walking national disaster for people.

Then why did his partner give him that glowing memorial speech?

Never speak ill of the dead.

Besides... Emilio was the only person in this world that I know of who got along

with my husband.

You know, Mrs. Cabrillo, you really have a lovely place here.

Did your husband just have the one restaurant?

You're implying he had another source of income?

I always thought he did, but he would never tell me.

Since I...

Didn't want to talk to the man.

I never pursued him.

Get down!

Way to go.

Why isn't anything simple anymore?

You guys interested in politics?

That's what we read in the papers.

I've been wanting to run for the state assembly for the last four elections

That party nominating committee just patted me on the head and said I wasn't

ready. When am I going to be ready?

Look at this tie.

Eighty bucks.

They're supporting this guy, Fremont.

Ambulance chaser from National City.

Polyester leisure suits the man's a disgrace.

All right.

What I had here was a public shooting, three reliable eye wits, one

of them a cop.

When am I going to be ready?

McKay, you have to admit to throw some doubt on the Marquez indictment.

There is a shooter out there, but it's not Julio Marquez.

I don't have to admit anything.

Somebody took a shot at you guys at the Cabrillo house. That's all.

That's all?

Oh, come on. You guys turn over enough stones in your life.

Could have been anybody.

Could have been me, for crying out loud.

How many times do I have to tell you guys to stay off this case?

You visit the defendant against my wishes.

Okay, I have my sources.

And then you roused Vega in his own restaurant.

And immediately after that, somebody shoots at me with a rifle.

Yeah, at the Cabrillo house.

Another place I told you not to go.

McKay, you don't seem to get it. Now, we're getting close to something here.

Somebody wants us off this case.

Yeah, McKay.

Yeah, right, okay. I'll be right down.

You guys hit the bricks.

And then you go home and you lock yourselves in.

You go any place but the bathroom, I'll get a restraining order.

Anything we don't already know?

No.

Yes.

Got the list of license plates at the time I was taking it.

It's worth checking out. Come on, let's go. Hold on.

It's nice of town to agree to bring the files by.

Mm -hmm.

How did he sound?

Oh, he sounded okay.

He was on the speakerphone a couple of crashes, you know, like lamps breaking

something, but he sounded fine.

Well, everyone on my list is clean.

At least they didn't trip any alarms in our files.

Doesn't mean the police don't have something.

Oh, hi.

Town, glad you could make it.

Gee, Town, you didn't have to get all dressed up.

Temple Hill, you remember her. Attractive black woman about this tall.

Star anchor person for the Channel 3 News, 5, 6, and 11.

Well, Temple is receiving the San Diego chapter of the Sigma Delta Chi

Achievement Award tonight at a hotel over by the beach. I'm supposed to be

escort. Limousine with a little bar.

Hotel suite overlooking the ocean.

Dining, dancing under the stars.

All for free.

Other than that, I don't have anything else to do tonight.

Well, let's... Shouldn't take but a shake. All we have to do is link someone

other than Julio Marquez to the Cabrillo shooting.

Right now, the only person with a decent motive is the guy's wife.

She hated him.

That was the road we were following until the shooter started shooting.

And since Mrs. Cabrillo was in the line of fire, it sort of eliminates her as

prime suspect.

I'll save you a lot of trouble. The only name we're interested in in that file

is Jaime Rinaldo. Never heard of him. Jimmy Reynolds?

Never heard of him.

Jimmy the truck.

Ah. Truck rental, delivery service up front.

Behind, we think he supplies a lot more than trucks and pitchers.

We haven't been able to get anything on him. Where could we find Mr.

Jimmy the Truck?

His main garage is over behind the stadium. We think he has other

over the city, but we haven't been able to pin any of them down.

We know that one of his trucks stops by a Vegas restaurant most every day.

You know, if we can get Jimmy the Truck, it'll be a real feather in the old

department's cap.

Not to mention a great political coup for the DA handling the case.

My limousine awaits.

Have a care.

Political coup.

Yeah.

There's Vega.

Picking anything up?

Not real clearly.

I think that's the man.

Rick I think we got our killer.

All right, they're headed out back.

Okay, let's go.

That truck behind us?

Lose it.

I think he made us. I told you we were too close. Do you want to drive?

Just watch where you're going!

That wasn't funny.

Hold it right still alive

Narrow

one I

Understand the people have a motion

Your Honor, it is the duty of the District Attorney's Office to serve

However, the people's servants are only human and prey to human

error.

It is a distinct pleasure, therefore, when we are able to recognize an error

correct it.

I move that the charges of murder in the first degree against the defendant,

Julio Marquez, be dropped.

Motion granted.

You got anything else?

No, Your Honor.

Next case.

But I'll give you the driver immunity to testify against you make the truck

looks like we finally got on this time Oh, yeah in Gaza the shooter for murder

one and Emilio Vega conspiracy nice little menu, huh? Oh, yeah You guys

mind putting in a little more court time to you. That is if you're satisfied

We've got the right men in jail this time. You're not gonna launch another

of your investigations, right?

No We've got the right man.

I've just been thinking about how you told us not to conduct the last

investigation

About how specific you were with your directions, about all the places we were

not supposed to go, about how you left the case file just sitting out there on

your desk so anybody passing by could read it.

About how Lieutenant Brown just happened to know all about Jimmy the truck

and where a couple of private citizens who didn't need a search warrant could

find him.

Well, let's just say I knew you two weren't the type to leave well enough

Mr. McCabe.

Jeez, look at the time.