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was inspired
by actual events.

The names have been changed
to protect the innocent.

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It was Tuesday morning.

It was sunny
in Los Angeles.

My partner and I were
working the day shift

out of robbery/homicide.

The call came
in at 8:25.

Caucasian female,
multiple gunshot wounds.

A neighbor heard the
pops and called it in.

A woman killed
in her own house.

Your first thought is
domestic dispute gone too far.

Except for one thing.

That kind of blood is
usually shed at night

when people are drunk
and out of control.

*

The house was
in the area

the city
called Silverlake.

Real estate people
called it transitional.

Cops called it a senseless
killing neighborhood.

My name's Friday.

I'm a cop.

*

Passport in
the bedroom says

her name's
Samantha Beckett, 35.

Lone resident,
far as we can tell.

The guy in the apartment
across the street

saw a Chevy sedan leaving
the scene in a hurry.

Maroon.

See the driver?

Just a glimpse.

White male,
glasses, early 40's.

Plates on the car?

Partial.

He didn't
think to look.

What about
forced entry?

None that we found.

Locks and
windows intact.

No sign of
a struggle.

Anything tossed?

Dresser drawers,
find her purse?

I don't think this has
anything to do with robbery.

Another bullet.

Looks like a .22.

Yeah, we found
seven casings so far.

She was running
from the suspect.

Lost a shoe.

First shot misses
and hits the wall.

Second one gets
her in the leg.

That takes her down.

She's terrified, covers up.

Puts at least five
in the back of her head.

Overkill.

Guy was angry.

Angry doesn't cover it.

Let's get busy
on ex-boyfriends,

ex-husbands, coworkers.

Anybody that could have felt
screwed over, neighbors.

Laptops, palm pilots.

Let's find out who she knew
and what she was into.

Maybe she was into him.

Alright, let's show this to
our witness in a photo lineup.

Maybe she can ID the guy.

Check her cell phones,
speed-dial.

Most recent calls,
the usual.

Dispatcher just called.

There was a hit and run
a half-hour ago.

Griffith Park
and St. George.

They put two
and two together;

thought we might
be interested.

Yeah, that's
just down the street.

The hit was
a silver Tahoe,

the run was a maroon
late-model Chevy sedan.

*

Did you see his face?

No, he hit me.

Sometimes even
cops get lucky.

Samantha Beckett's killer
drove off in a hurry.

He ran a red light.

Mounted cameras cover hundreds
of street corners in LA.

Slide into the crosswalk,
a flash goes off, smile.

We got you.

Hey Joe.

We ran that photo
by the neighbor.

He says that guy's a
friend of the victim's

and lives down the street.

Well, find him, I want
him in for an interview,

and call over to traffic.

See if they do
one-hour photos.

*

Samantha had a lot of
pictures of you in her house.

She was one of
my best friends.

My tennis partner.

We do yoga.

She cuts my hair.

It doesn't make sense.

Who-- who'd want
to kill Sam?

Someone with a grudge.

What does that mean?

We think she
knew the suspect.

Maybe intimately.

No.

I doubt that.

Current boyfriend?

No.

Maybe an ex?

Maybe in the
eighth grade.

Sam wasn't
into guys.

I'm not into girls.

She was like family.

Anything on those
traffic photos?

Yeah, we got a
problem though.

Traffic camera only
takes pictures

from the front of the car.

Well, the car blocks
the plates perfect.

Yep.

Let's get this windshield shot
blown up, maybe we get a...

some pixel work, get
a better look at his face.

What's that?

Front of the
rear-view mirror.

You got a magnifying glass?

What is that,
a handicap placard?

Parking permit, 4R.

That's gotta be specific
to a certain neighborhood.

Twenty-five square blocks
of North Hollywood.

That's the 4R permit zone.

That narrows it down to
a couple thousand people.

Joe, let's add
ballistics to the mix.

Twenty-two caliber,
semi-automatic handgun

with six grooves, right
twist, standard cut.

That's consistent with
two ruger models.

Mark Two and a Standard.

Alright, cross-check
firearms registration.

See if any of
these Chevy owners

happen to own a Ruger .22.

We had the
right combination.

We got a hit on a
man named John Loman.

Loman had a
licensed Ruger pistol

and a Chevy Lumina with
a 4R parking permit.

The car was registered to a
North Hollywood address,

in the name of John Loman
and his wife, Noreen.

Loman, LAPD.

His head's been
caved in, Frank.

He may still be in here.

Let's clear the house.

CD's on repeat.

Ma'am, LAPD.

*

Joe.

*

Take a look.

*

He's killed his
wife and two kids.

The bathroom
down the hall.

Tub was covered
with blood.

They were moved.

Killed them in there.

Put 'em in bed.

Tucked 'em in.

Like he cared.

*

*

Look familiar?

Samantha Beckett,
first victim.

That must be Loman.

So, what's
the connection?

They're family.

He's killing his
entire family.

*

*

*

*

Pictures of the dead.

John Loman had killed
his children, his wife

and his sister-in-law
in cold blood.

Cops say they've
seen everything.

We say we get
used to it.

We don't really.

Especially the kids.

Bills.

Address book.

Recipes, dammit.

Keep looking.

Think it's safe to say we
found our murder weapon.

Grip hammer, found it
in the trash out back.

Start the blood work.

DNA on hair follicles, particles.

DA's gonna need it
if we go to trial.

Don't bet on it.

Family annihilators
rarely make it to trial.

Guys, you remember
Dr. Nottingham?

How are ya?

What do you think?

Senior male
family members.

Depressed but
good at hiding it.

They suffer some personal,
or professional, setback.

Feel a loss of control.

Take revenge.

Take revenge
out on his kids.

He might have seen them as
an extension of his wife.

My question is
he finished?

In cases like this, the
assailant will generally

confine his targets to the
immediate family, but--

The guy included
his wife's sister.

He can include anyone.

That is certainly
a possibility.

I'm gonna authorize
a task force.

Anything you want, Joe.

Watch your back,
coming through.

I've got people--

I've got people calling
every listed "Beckett"

and "Loman" in the
greater LA area.

Just got report of shots fired
at a residence in Mar Vista.

3316 Walgrove.

The address sounded familiar,
because I just called it.

Celia Beckett.

*

Celia Beckett, mother
of John Loman's wife.

His fifth victim
in four hours.

Family annihilator.

The experts
always had a label.

I didn't like
it myself.

Too clinical, too clean
for what he was doing.

All I knew was we were
moving as fast we could.

Loman was moving faster.

Mother-in-law,
sister-in-law.

Who's next?

I don't know, but we better
get there before he does.

Found a late-model Chevy
Lumina around the corner.

4R permit, damage
in the front.

He dropped the car.

What did he leave in?

Check with DMV.

Find out what
Celia Beckett's driving.

Put a warrant on the car.

He switched cars?

John Loman is probably traveling
in a 1998 green Dodge Intrepid.

License Four Ida Lincoln
Boy Three Seven Six.

Every LAPD station's
supplying bodies on this.

Everyone not on a
priority case, comes in.

We're looking for further
family relations in the area.

We have to find these
people and protect them fast.

I also want all out-of-state
relatives, friends.

Any one who
knows this guy.

What about
using the media?

They've been apprised and
they're cooperating.

They know it's
about saving lives.

Any idea what
set this guy off?

There may not be
one specific thing.

Typically it's a
combination of economic

and social stressors
that reach critical mass.

And typically,
how does it end?

Some annihilators kill
themselves, some disappear.

Try to start a new life.

Others wait for a curtain
call with the police.

Go out in a blaze of glory.

Bottom line right now: Loman's
several steps ahead of us.

We gotta close the gap.

Let's get to it.

Frank, we've got Loman's
uncle and sister here.

His father died
when he was 12.

I practically raised him.

He didn't do this.

I know that this
is a shock, Mr. Loman.

We just want to find him
before anyone else gets hurt.

So, is there anyone
that he would go see?

Or anywhere that
he would go at all?

It doesn't make any sense.

He's a devout
Christian, a Lutheran.

He could be lying dead
some place out there.

He's my only brother.

We're close, I guess.

My daughter would
babysit his girls.

Mary had a dance
recital this weekend.

Coming up and we were
all supposed to go.

Does John share
his problems with you?

No, he's a private man.

He doesn't share very much.

So, as far as you know,
everything was fine at home.

Yeah, they had what
everybody wants.

Had a nice house,
they had beautiful kids.

Solid marriage.

They were
married seven years.

Had John been
having problems lately?

At home or at work?

There was no work.

He was between jobs.

That could make a
person pretty anxious.

With a wife, two kids
and a mortgage.

He proposed to Noreen
after their first date.

Sounds impulsive.

No.

No, he's an accountant.

You know, he plans
everything five steps ahead.

He got laid off
nine months ago.

Where from?

He was a CPA.

A Senior Associate
at Kasmer & Fields.

Excuse me.

John will find
another job, a good one.

And the family
will support him.

Hubbel.

All units to Kasmer & Fields,
it's an accounting firm.

Got it.

Loman used to work
there, he may come back.

Romantically, he's
always been easily...

Fixated?

Oh, no, easily smitten.

It was the same
way with Maggie.

They were engaged after
their first month.

Maggie? His
wife's Noreen.

No, Maggie was
his first wife.

She lives in
Sherman Oaks.

First wife?

*

Tell me they
don't have kids.

Max.

*

Detective Friday,
over here.

*

Son of a bitch!

The first wife.

We could've known.

We should've known.

The boy.

*

He's not dead, Joe.

Don't do it.

Don't start
thinking that way.

If the kid's not
dead already,

he could be dead
five minutes from now.

So, it's a week day.

The boy's nine years old.

Where's he gonna be in
the middle of the day?

*

Call every grade school in the
district, public and private.

Check paperwork, PTA
announcements, report cards.

*

Joe.

*

*

Where is he?

He was picked up this
morning by his father.

He said something
about a family emergency.

Is everything oaky?

*

authorities have
issued an amber alert

for John Loman's
nine year old son,

Max Gray,
who was taken

from his Sherman Oaks middle
school earlier this morning.

Right now, we're going to
a live news conference

with the suspect's
sister, Nancy Loman.

John, if you're
watching this.

Please don't hurt Max.

Let Max go, John,
and call the police.

I don't think
Loman's watching much TV.

Too busy.

He started in
North Hollywood

and then he went and killed
Samantha Beckett in Silverlake.

Then he went to Celia Beckett's
residence in Mar Vista.

Nuh-uh.

Sherman Oaks,
the ex-wife's.

Teacher said Max
got picked up around 10.

Shots were heard fired at
Celia Beckett's house 12:15.

That means Max
was with him

when he killed
his mother-in-law.

Yeah, what'd the kid do?

Wait in the car?

Why didn't he
run for it?

Maybe he didn't know
what his dad was doing.

Or wasn't in any
condition to run.

Joe, there's someone here
that claims he knows Loman.

Bring on the crackpots, there's
40 more of 'em out front.

Nah, I'm thinking
this guy's for real.

He came to me
for counsel.

He thought Noreen
might leave him.

Did she tell him that?

I only know
John believed it.

As time passed
without finding work,

his concern grew.

He was probably seeing a
repeat of his previous breakup.

His wife divorces
him, gets custody,

disenfranchises
him as a father.

When Margaret was
granted full custody,

he was devastated.

He spoke of ending things.

Like ending the life
of his wife and kids?

I thought he
meant his own life.

I tried to make him see that
that wasn't the answer.

So, Noreen said she
was gonna leave him.

He killed her
and the kids.

Why the others?

He said,
Noreen's family

was poisoning her
mind against him.

Did it ever once
occur to you

that this man might snap?

Frank.

I never imagined he would
do something like this.

Guys, we've got a sighting.

Loman and his son were
spotted in Culver City.

- Credible witness?
- He knew about the shirt.

Lakers Jersey.

The boy's alive.

I'll go.

The shirt?

Media held back specifics
to weed out the cranks.

People in school said Max's
shirt was a Lakers jersey.

He was stopped
at that light.

Sepulveda and Braddock.

Now, which way
was he headed?

South.

I wasn't sure it was him at
first, so I followed him.

Got up right beside him.

You saw the
kid with him?

Yeah, he was sitting
in the front seat.

That's when I stopped
and phoned it in.

And the kid was unharmed.

He was eating
an ice cream.

Soft-serve.

Alright, notify
airport police at LAX.

Loman may be in
their vicinity.

Have air support start choppers
scanning for the green Dodge.

Oh, it-- it wasn't a--
it wasn't a Dodge.

It was a minivan.

A van?

Silver minivan.

Are you sure?

Pretty sure
it was a Ford.

I was right
next to him.

Okay, listen up.

Loman was spotted
35 minutes ago

in Culver City driving
a silver Ford minivan.

Call the media outlets,
revise the amber alerts.

Hubbel, check stolen Ford's.

Could mean nothing.

Not that there
was any question,

but the lab just confirmed
Loman's prints on the hammer.

Quick work.

His prints were on file
from a DUI in April.

Right around the
time he got laid off.

Hey Sid, did you ever get a
hold of Loman's ex-boss yet?

Can't get him, I've
been trying all day.

If I didn't
know any better,

I'd swear his office is
giving me the run around.

Alright, call Frank, give him
Kasmer & Field's address.

And tell him to
meet me there.

*

John's supervisor
was Graham Laird.

We were getting
the run around.

I was getting sick of it.

Loman was out
killing people

and we were trying
to find the guy

who should have
already found us.

But John Loman's
former boss had disappeared.

Cell phone not answering.

Appointments cancelled.

So, whatever I can answer
for you, I'd be happy to.

Why was Loman laid off?

The usual; downsizing,
nothing personal.

We'd been hit hard.

As you may know, what
used to be the big five

is now the final four.

How long was Loman
with the company?

Seven-- no,
eight years.

Good employee?

Record appears
to be solid.

Any coworkers
he was tight with?

I wouldn't know.

I've only been
here six months.

Anybody we can talk to who
actually knew this guy?

I wouldn't
say I knew him.

You worked for
him for three years.

I ran his calls,
I got his coffee,

but it's not like we
ever talked or anything.

Never spoke to you
about his family?

At the last
Christmas party.

He had some champagne,
he didn't usually drink.

So, he opened up to you.

He told me how much he
appreciated my work.

It was actually
kind of sweet.

Then it got
a little weird.

Weird how?

He asked me why I
didn't have a boyfriend.

He was flirting with you.

I don't know.

He talked about how much
he loved his family,

but that he
envied my being alone.

He put his
hand on my knee.

I don't think it was
sexual, but I think,

maybe I flinched,
because he got all quiet.

That was the last real
conversation we ever had.

Excuse me.

Friday.

What?

Are you sure it was him?

Alright, we're on our way.

Guy matching
Loman's description

just shot up an office
building in Century City.

*

- Who's the victim?
- Security guard.

One in the leg,
lots of blood,

but paramedics
say he'll be okay.

The guy knew Loman?

Only from the news.

I need to talk to this man.

When Loman shot,
what did he say?

He didn't say anything.

Any idea who he
was coming to see?

No, he walked past me
towards the elevators.

I've had the news on,
that's how I spotted him.

Those elevators
right there?

Yeah, he saw me
coming, and he just--

just started shooting.

*

You think someone
from his family

worked in the building?

We covered the family.

This is something else.

No one leaves until they
see Loman's picture.

Someone here knows him.

Got it.

Worked for one of
these companies.

They're not related,
but they're connected.

And he's still after them.

*

Thirty-four tenants.

Law firms,
public relations,

private security,
runs the gamut.

I wonder if Loman ever
worked in there somewhere.

Before Kasmer & Fields,
Loman worked

in strategic
business development

for an R&D Consultant
down in El Segundo.

Before then?

Dunno, that takes
us back 12 years.

Call Furlong.

Are you sure he
was heading east?

Yeah, like a bat outta hell.

You see a kid with him?

I saw him run to his
car then take off.

I really didn't get
a good look inside.

Ran to his car
or ran to a van.

It was a car.

Four-door sedan,
Chrysler maybe.

Green Dodge?

It was green, yeah.

Guess you missed
the update then.

He dropped the Dodge
three and a half hours ago.

Hey, listen, I'm just
telling you what I saw.

Or are you telling us what
you think we want to hear?

That guy's clueless.

Loman dropped that
car hours ago.

Maybe he's using both cars.

Or maybe our first
witness was mistaken.

No, but the shirt.

He ID'd the kid.

No one's seen
the kid since.

Son of a bitch.

We have to start thinking
outside of the box, Joe.

You don't just walk away.

Where are you
going, Frank?

I'm going to
the office.

Loman's family, friends,

they might know where
he would take the kid.

How you holding up?

Okay, just numb, I guess.

My husband decided
to go back to work.

Um, you know, I just heard
there was another shooting.

Yeah.

Uh, 181 Olympic,
does it sound familiar?

No.

Oh, but does
John know anyone

who works in
Century City?

I'm sorry, I don't know.

Alright.

Is Max still okay?

He's still with John,
as far as we know.

Now, I need you
to think real hard.

Is there somewhere
John might take him?

What do you mean?

Was there a favorite activity
that they like to do together?

Or a place that
they like to go?

No, John was only
allowed four days a month.

He never went very far.

Oh, yes, there was a place.

Like an arcade.

You know, it had
batting cages.

Batting cages?

Do you remember the
name of the place?

No.

But I think it
was in the valley.

Thank you, thank you.

Haskell, we pulled photos
from the Gray residence

for the amber alert,
do you have those?

Yes, there's one with the father
we found in Max's room.

Yeah, batting cages,
that's the one.

Is there a sign
in that picture?

Yeah, I seen him,
he came in today.

- He did?
- Yeah.

What time?

Uh, they were here
when I opened the place.

What time?

About 10:30.

The kid seem okay?

Yeah, what's
the big deal?

Who is this guy?

You don't watch
the news, do you?

Yeah, if there's a game on.

He's killed six people.

No kidding?

Yeah, I set them up at
the 50 mile an hour cage.

Nice guy, real polite.

Yeah, brought his boy
on a school day.

I wish I had
a dad like that.

No, you don't.

The whole town's paranoid.

Over 100 calls from women,

wanting protection
from their ex-husbands.

- Any new sightings?
- Nothing credible.

I just spoke to
a truck driver

who swears he picked
up Loman and his kid

hitchhiking in
Lawrence, Kansas.

Everybody wants to
make a contribution.

You know the
TV psychic, Madame Zoe?

Her publicist
called to ask

if she could assist
in the investigation.

I'm this close to
having her help us out.

What are those?

Frank asked me to scan these;
they're Loman's home videos.

See if we
could get a clue

about where he
might go with Max.

We're four tapes in,
this many to go.

You'd never know.

Yeah.

Look up,
Allie lean in there.

There they were.

His two little girls.

Happiness, the
American dream.

We look for meaning
and in the end,

we find it in
simple things.

Kids, families,
backyard barbecues.

Loman looked like the
happiest guy in the world.

Your neighbor, mine.

He had everything.

We have a possible
suicide note from Loman.

What, where?

SID found it in the Lumina
in the glove compartment.

Letter's kind of a mess.

It's unfinished, looks
like a rough draft.

Well, that's Loman.

Always plans
five steps ahead.

I know that in
a different time

I could have been
good for you.

I will carry your heart
and my heart forever.

Reads like a love letter.

"Could have been good for you"
doesn't sound like something

you write to your wife.

Now, let's get
in Loman's books.

Check hotel room charges,
weekend getaways,

flower deliveries, jewelry.

Maybe Loman's focus
wasn't just family.

*

Love letter.

Who the hell are
you writing it to?

Everybody wave.

You son of a bitch.

*

The Olympic
building's cleared.

Everyone got a look
at Loman's picture.

No takers?

No.

Maybe he was going after
someone who was out sick.

Where you been?

Tarzana.

John took Max to
batting practice today.

- Batting practice?
- Yeah.

You're part of
a task force,

you keep us
apprised of your leads.

It wasn't a lead,
it was a hunch.

Who'd you talk to?

An employee.

Said Loman was all
smiles this morning.

911 just got a call from a man
claiming to be John Loman.

Get someone from his family.

911, is this an emergency?

This is John Loman, I have
a message for the police.

Let me finish what I have
to do and then I'll stop.

I've left Max
at the corner

of 5300 Ashmore Avenue.

Please be sure that he's
properly taken care of.

It's him?

He sounds different though.

Not like I know him.

Maybe you don't
know him anymore.

We're on our way.

5300 block of North Ashmore?

- That's what he said.
- I was just there.

That's where the
batting cages are.

*

They come back?

What, since
you were here?

No, man.

No sign of the boy?

We're still looking.

Canvas bystanders?

Anyone see anything?

- Nothing yet.
- Okay.

The 911 call came
in 40 minutes ago.

If the kid was
walking 15 minute miles...

That's three miles.

Alright, spread
your guys out.

Every direction
for three miles.

Are you sure
about that?

Maybe the guy didn't
drop the kid here at all.

Maybe he's playing us.

Just do it Sarge.

*

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*

*

Joe.

*

Frank.

*

I was so sure.

*

He brought him
here this morning.

And the guy said that they
were having a good time.

I really didn't
think he'd do this.

You gotta think the worst,
cause that's what gonna happen.

You got to get beyond it.

Move past it.

That's what we do.

*

Get SID down here.

Tape this off, shut
this business down.

Media gets here,
keep 'em out.

It's a crime scene.

*

Single bullet to the
back of the head.

Probably died instantly.

How long ago?

Liver temp says six,
six and a half hours.

Puts it at noon.

At the latest.

Maintenance guy
saw him drop the box.

Said he thought it was
someone just dumping trash.

Around noon, right?

Your witness lied,
never saw the boy.

They all want
their 15 minutes.

What's that?

It's a cross.

What's he trying
to tell us?

Not for us.

For him.

Loman thinks he's saving him
by sending him to Heaven.

What's the name of that
witness in Culver City?

Hoyt Carrol,
calling him in.

Read my mind;
deal with the media.

We can confirm at this time,

the body of nine year old
Maxwell Peter Gray

was found at
approximately 6:30 PM.

Cause of death: single
gunshot wound to the head.

John Loman is at large.

We believe he is driving
a green Dodge Intrepid.

License number Four Adam David
Queen Seventy-Five Paul.

He's in B.

Look what they
found in his car.

Police scanner.

Good one.

That's how you
ID'd the shirt.

It's not illegal.

So this is what
you do, huh?

Makes you feel
real important?

I don't know
what you mean.

Why'd you lie?

I didn't.

Coroner's investigator puts
his time of death around noon.

That's four hours before you
claimed to see him alive.

People might have died while
we followed your bogus lead.

I thought I saw him.

I just made a mistake.

There was no van.

No ice cream.

Why'd you do it?

Just tell us.

Any relatives this
kid still has left

will want to know.

Maybe I should
have a lawyer.

Give us his number.

Just write it.

Frank, come here,
come here.

I'm sorry.

I didn't think it'd be
that big of a deal.

The next time you want to
make the six o'clock news,

throw yourself
in front of a bus.

Should we talk?

I was out of
line, I'm sorry.

What, you want me
to apologize to him?

Forget him.

I'm worried
about you.

Don't be.

There's things
you've seen today.

- I'm fine.
- Nobody's fine.

Now you know the
question, Frank.

No.

No, I wanna be here when
we bring this guy in.

What you've been through, you
want it to mean something.

What is that,
too much to ask?

It might be.

Been going over
Loman's expenses.

Now, if he was spending
money on a mistress,

he was using cash,
but I think I might know

where he was going in
the Olympic building

Where?

First Allied S&L.

Loan office on
the 19th floor.

Loman was in debt?

Twenty nine thousand dollar
balance on a 19% APR.

This guy is hemorrhaging
interest payments.

I-- I don't get it.

Who was he gonna
shoot at First Allied?

Some phone operator
he's never met?

He's putting
everything on his card.

He's barely making
the minimum payments.

This guy was a senior
associate at a big firm.

Eight years on the job,
executive rank.

He should've got at least a
years' severance package.

So how come he's struggling so
hard after only nine months?

Maybe he wasn't laid off.

Maybe he was forced out.

Gives his supervisor
a good reason to hide.

I took advantage of
my partner's mood.

I let him loose on
John Loman's former employer.

A few choice expletives
got the location

of Loman's
supervisor, Graham Laird.

He was holed up at
the Sunset Terrace hotel.

Sort of news, I'm sure you
can understand my concern.

Your dialing
finger broken?

I didn't mean to
cause any trouble.

Oh, we've had other
troubles on this case.

We had a witness
claim he saw Loman.

Botched our search,
can you believe that?

- That's terrible.
- It is terrible.

You see a difference
between what he did

and what you did by
not coming forward?

Why was Loman
fired Mr. Laird?

He wasn't fired,
not-- not exactly.

People are dying.

You're the hatchet man,
you fired him, now why?

I have an important client, Amy
Wenzel, she runs a PR firm.

John was handling the account.

- There were problems.
- Talk faster.

She said he was acting in
an unprofessional manner.

She claimed that
he was stalking her.

Easily smitten,
the sister said that.

Does this Amy Wenzel have
offices at 181 Olympic?

Wenzel and Loeb.

I'm getting her.

She threatened to take
her business elsewhere

if we didn't
terminate him.

Why the secrecy?

Harassment is a
legitimate complaint.

She didn't want
the exposure.

She has a...

- Bit of a reputation.
- Reputation for what?

Getting people fired?

No, you know.

A reputation.

I avoided him.

But he kept
calling my house.

He sent ridiculous
boxes of chocolate.

You were never
involved with him?

No.

You're lying.

Did you sleep with him?

Once.

It meant nothing,
it just happened.

Meant something to him.

Might have meant
something to us,

if you'd come forward.

I was afraid.

You were afraid your
affair would get out?

Nobody cares
what you do.

Seven people died while
you ran the other way.

Now you're going in protective
custody until we find Loman.

Protective custody,
what is that?

Some motel
in Diamond Bar?

You wanna spring for the
upgrade, be our guest.

Well, I can't
just drop out.

I have a business to run.

I need clothes,
I need my laptop.

How long is this
going to go on for?

We'll have units go by your
house, pick up your things.

I don't want people pawing
through my personal things.

You can bring the
entire police department.

I'm going home.

There's only one word to
describe a woman like this,

but it's not
in my vocabulary.

First, she lies, now she
needs a change of clothes

and we're stuck babysitting.

To think Loman was drafting
a love letter to her.

Sweep downstairs,
look for forced entry.

We took backup.

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PR Business has
been good to you.

Not as good as arbitrage has
been good to my husband.

Where is he?

He's in New York.

What are you doing?

I've been in
meetings all day,

I'm checking my email.

Make it quick.

Joe.

We got a broken
window in here.

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The bedroom's been tossed.

Tossed?

It means someone's been here.

Your mailbox is full.

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Oh my God.

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Start the car,
let's move.

*

Loman could still
be in the area.

Check the perimeter
and call for more backup.

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You're gonna be fine.

He went through my things.

My clothes.

Could've been a lot worse.

Consider yourself lucky.

*

Four-King-Robert, we're
currently transporting

one female
passenger presently--

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I'll get you!

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I loved you!

Ow!

Get him up,
Frank, get him up.

No, no, no, please.

I have to finish this.

- Let me finish this.
- Gimme the cuffs.

You're through, pal.

*

It's okay.

You okay?

Come on.

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Of course,
I'll miss them.

I'll think
about them.

This is not
about how I feel.

They're in a
better place

and I will
see them again.

"If you will humble thyself
and pray and seek my face,

I will hear
thee from Heaven

and I will
forgive your sins."

Prayers won't
cut it, Loman.

People don't know
what's in my heart.

Someday everyone
will understand

that what I did for my
family, I did out of love.

Well, you guys always
stick to your stories.

I guess it's all you got.

It's really all you are.

Officer.

Myron Tarnower,
remember him?

Just announced he's
gonna defend John Loman.

You're kidding.

Pro-bono.

Why would he
defend him?

Why would anyone?

Big lawyer, big case,
wants the ink.

What are you still
doing here; work's done.

I was thinking.

I mean, all those
innocent people dying.

Who's life do we save?

Amy Wenzel of
Wenzel and Loeb.

We got John Loman.

Yeah, with
Myron Tarnower.

I mean, a jury might let him
walk and what does that mean?

I don't know
what it means.

But take comfort in the
knowledge that no one does.

All I ever wanted
to be was a cop.

And you're a good one.

Just keep in mind
what the job really is.

I'm going home.

Turn out my light.

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Who can understand the
mysteries of the heart?

Not me.

You look for
explanations.

An affair,
losing a job.

They don't explain
why a man breaks.

Why he kills
and kills again.

It's like most mysteries
we face everyday.

Why are we here?

What are we doing?

There are no answers.

That's the easy part.

What's harder is realizing
you have to stop asking.

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You just have to go on.

*

Hoyt Caroll was charged with
filing a false police report.

A misdemeanor.

He was sentenced to three
months of community service.

John Loman was charged

with seven counts of murder
in the first degree.

After a jury of his peers
found him guilty on all counts,

he was sentenced to die
by lethal injection.

His lawyers are
appealing the verdict.

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