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the people are represented
the people are represented

by two separate
yet equally important groups:

the police,
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys,
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

You got two kids. Ten years of
marriage.

You run off with this yoga
instructor you barely know.

She's not just a yoga
instructor, Scott.

She owns the studio.

Oh, well, that changes
everything.

Look, enough
with the lectures.

I don't need it. Especially from my kid
brother.

Look, no, you're going
to break Paula's heart,

and in five years,
you're going to end up

with exactly
what you already have.

And that
is if you're lucky.

Scott, shut up.

Well, hey, you wanted
my advice, I'm here for--

No, no, no, look.
Over there.

Oh, God.

Female victim, late 20s.

If she had I.D., it's gone.

Body was found
by those two over there.

They're brothers, one of them's
got wife trouble.

That's original.
Yeah.

She could have been killed
somewhere else, dumped here.

Thanks.

Hey, why don't you
get a canvass started.

Maybe somebody saw something.

Washerwoman hands.
Come again?

It's a condition due to prolonged
immersion in the water.

Means she was in the soup
for several days, at least.

Well, the bridge
is over there--

the Throgsneck--
maybe she was a jumper,

and she got brought
in by the tide.

Found something else:
gunshot wound.

We'll need to order
an autopsy to confirm

whether or not
it was self-inflicted.

You think she shot herself
before or after she jumped?

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I heard about a guy once,
jumped off a building,

got hit by a stray gunshot
on his way down.

Coroner didn't know
whether to rule it

a suicide or homicide.

What about
Our Lady of City Island?

Oh, homicide.

Absence of tattooing,
smudging, or burn

indicates the shot was fired
from several feet away.

Cause of death,

a single nine-millimeter
gunshot wound

to the right
temporal lobe.

She looks like an angel.

A fallen angel,
maybe.

Blood alcohol level
was .20.

I also found traces
of marijuana, Ecstasy,

and Dimenhydrinate.

Dramamine.

Well, at least
she didn't get seasick.

I think I might be able
to help you with an I.D.

Found this ring
on her toe.

Has an inscription
on the inside.

It's Greek to me.

Psi Kappa Gamma.

She's a sorority girl.

Don't look at me.
I didn't even learn

how to apply lipstick
until I was 25.

Oh, looks like you
got the hang of it now.

Thank you, Detective.

Oh, my Go.

That's Julie.

Julie...?

Julie Eastman.

What-What happened?

Uh, what happened to her?

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

How well did you know
Ms. Eastman?

She graduated

in '97.

Uh, I was a year behind her.

What can you tell us about her?

Julie was serene.

She never looked off-balance,

knew just what to say,
just how to dress.

She was a little intimidating,
actually.

Julie was
from Nebraska.

She grew up on
a small dairy farm.

Do you know if she had any
family we could notify?

We have all her
contact information on file.

We wanted to keep Julie

closer to home,

but, uh, how can you argue
with a four-year scholarship?

When that acceptance
letter came in the mail,

Julie couldn't
pack her bags

fast enough.

They say sons leave,

but daughters
are yours forever.

I kept waiting for her
to come back home.

She never did.

Julie had Dramamine
in her system.

Did she mention anything
about going on vacation,

or on a boat trip?

Julie kept us out
of her private life.

She, uh, never introduced us

to any of her friends,
boyfriends.

She was
embarrassed, Don.

She didn't think we were
sophisticated enough.

What did Julie do
after she graduated college?

A little of this,
a little of that,

and uh, she landed, uh,
a job with Nelson Woburn.

The real estate firm?

Apparently,
was doing quite well,

uh, thought she had
a real future there.

I'm not sure I buy
that "girls stay home" theory.

My two couldn't wait
for the ink to dry

on their high school diplomas
before they moved out.

And then, after that,
they were gone.

Oh, we'd hear from them
when they needed cash.

Funny thing is, no matter
how much they suck out of you,

you're always ready
to give them more.

Then, in the end,
you wind up in the dark,

like the Eastmans.

Well, maybe somebody
down at Nelson Woburn

can shed some light.

"Eve Harrington,"
I used to call her.

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
the poor girl's dead.

No love lost, huh?

Well, she'd walk
into your office

with this innocent,
corn-fed smile,

then leave
with six of your clients.

That must have made her
pretty popular.

Hey, that's the
business, right?

What about
her personal life?

TMI, frankly.

Oh-- "Too Much Information."

She was right
in the next cubicle.

The phone was practically
glued to her neck.

Was she seeing anybody?
Adam something.

He was a big-time sports agent
at Haas Sports Management.

Is this him?

Yeah, shaved head.

White dudes shouldn't
shave their heads.

Hey, what's he
going to do?

He's going bald.

How serious were they?

Hot and heavy at first,
but, uh, I got the feeling

she was getting ready
to break it off.

She said she
was going to

drop the bomb
over the weekend.

This past weekend?

Apparently, he was a little
quick on the trigger in bed.

If you catch my drift.

Adam Makris.

He was due back from a trip
a few days ago.

I tried him on his cell phone
a few times,

but he must not be
getting a signal.

This trip wouldn't happen to be
on a boat, would it?

Yep. Darryl Ridgeway,
one of our clients,

threw a birthday party
in Southampton.

Darryl Ridgeway,
the quarterback?

Adam and Julie
sailed out with him

to the Hamptons
last weekend.

Kind of chilly
for a boat trip, isn't it?

It's a 60-foot

Uniesse yacht--
it's nicer than my apartment.

Besides, Darryl always
marched to his own beat.

Yeah, like walking away

from a $23 million contract.

He said his head

just wasn't into football.

Wanted to follow
a spiritual path.

Whatever that means.

Yeah, like I said,
he's unconventional.

How many football players do you
know who speak four languages,

read philosophy, and run
with the bulls at Pamplona?

Guy sounds brilliant,

except for the part
about the bulls.

Think we can meet him?

He's got a place
in the city.

My secretary has the address.

And, uh, I'll have Adam call you
when he, when he gets back.

I won't hold my breath.

Darryl Ridgeway
had a Glock nine-millimeter

registered to his name.

The same caliber that
killed Julie Eastman.

Have you located him yet?

I think we're going
to need an APB to do that.

Or scuba gear.

We talked
to Ridgeway's doorman.

He hasn't seen him for a week.

So the only thing we know
for sure is Adam Makris

and Darryl Ridgeway were
on the boat with our victim.

And that they were
supposed to sail back

from Southampton
four days ago.

What are we doing
to find the boat?

Coast Guard's
working on that.

Well, while you're waiting
for your ship to come in,

go talk to Ridgeway's family
before the press does.

Are you sure this girl

was on Darryl's boat?

I've never heard
of a Julie Eastman.

Me neither.

What about you, Shawn?

I can't keep track of all
the women in Darryl's life.

You're not suggesting

he had anything to do
with this girl's death?

No, we just need to ask him a few
questions.

Darryl would never
hurt anyone.

We're not saying he did.

Probably on his way to Aruba.

Since he quit playing,

he doesn't have a job

or any responsibilities
to bind him.

Howard, the police
wouldn't be here

if there wasn't
something wrong.

You're just covering
all the bases,

right, Detective?

Right.

When was the last time you heard
from him?

We called him
on his birthday.

He sounded fine.

The girl that was murdered,
Ecstasy was found in her system.

Do you know if your son
took any drugs?

Briscoe. Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Not Darryl.

I didn't even take aspirin
that night.

You were at Darryl's party?

Yeah.

Well, did you notice
any trouble, anything unusual?

Well, I didn't stay long.

You know,
wasn't exactly my crowd.

Okay, thanks.

Hey, Ed?

That was the Coast Guard.

They found the boat.

A fisherman

called in off our Marine
Assistance Broadcast.

She was anchored in a cove
near Port Washington.

Looks like she'd been there
a couple of days.

We found a dinghy
hauled up on shore.

Killer probably used it to get
away.

There's a Long Island Railroad
station in Port Washington.

From there, it's a straight
shot to Penn Station

and the rest
of the country.

Detectives.

Beck, how the hell
did you get here?

Patrol car.

I found a few
bullet holes here.

That looks like blood.

Yeah, from the spatter, you can tell that
one of the victims

was prone when shot.
One of the victims?

Preliminary testing indicates
two different blood types.

Two?!

At least two. Come here.

Look-- it's a forensics
smorgasbord.

And somebody spilled the gravy.

The lab confirmed

three different DNA
samples from the boat,

one of them matching
Julie Eastman.

Have you tired matching
the other two blood samples

against Makris
and Ridgeway?

CSU took hair fibers

from their apartments
this morning.

We're waiting for the results.

Latent also lifted

a dozen or so prints
from the boat.

They're running them now,
see if something hits.

What about the people
that were at Ridgeway's party?

Any of them have
access to the boat?

Well, we're working on it.

There's over
50 names on that list.

They why are you standing
around talking to me?

"I dwell in possibility."

That's Darryl
in a nutshell.

And Emily Dickinson, right?

Yeah, he got interested
in her poetry

after Sports Illustrated
described his pass completions

as "tiny ecstasies
set in motion."

He came here looking for
a Roberts Brothers first edition

with original gilt-and-silver
white clothboards.

It's the feel
of the cloth spine,

the look of
the marbled endpapers.

Darryl doesn't experience
anything halfway.

Sounds like your experience
with him isn't limited to books.

Darryl and I
don't play for the same team.

And I'm not
talking about football.

We're just friends.

Okay.

So, uh, what can you tell us
about the party?

It was
a weekend of

free-flowing ideas

between diverse
and curious minds.

Sounds like my last birthday
party.

So the ideas flow more freely
with a little bit of Ecstasy?

Well, Ex expands

thinking and promotes

feelings of closeness
with others.

Is this before or after
your spinal fluid dries up?

So you're saying that this party

was just one big

love-in?

For most of
the people there.

But not everybody?

Darryl's girlfriend
was a real downer.

I mean, it was his 30th birthday

and she was
on his case all night.

About what?

I don't know.

I was trying to stay away
from the negative energy.

That bitch?

She says she's gay,
but it doesn't stop her

from flirting with
my boyfriend all night long.

Well, was
Darryl flirting back?

With her and every
other woman at the party.

Must have
made you mad.

I spent two months
planning this party for him.

When was the last time
you saw Darryl, Amanda?

Sunday night. Why?

That was the last time anybody
else saw him.

What about Shawn?

His brother?

I saw Daryl and Shawn
on the boat together.

After the party,
they were going to sail back

to Manhattan together.

Was there anybody else on board?

Just Adam, and his girlfriend,
what's her name?

Julie.

So, you stayed behind

because you were still
angry about the flirting?

I'd had enough.

Hello?

Were Shawn and his brother

getting along all right
at the party?

Shawn was high,
and he kept trying

to pick a fight with Darryl,
and Darryl just brushed it off.

He had a really hard time
putting his foot down

where his brother was concerned.

Well, if you think
of anything else...

That was the lab.

The blood samples
from the boat

match both the DNA
of Makris and Ridgeway.

Hardly earth-shattering news.

They also
got a hit on a print.

Shawn Ridgeway.

He had a handful of priors,
and one of them was for assault.

So what do we tell
the Ridgeways first?

That one son's
probably dead,

or that the other one's
probably a murderer?

Are you sure?

We found Darryl's boat.

There was blood on it
that matches his DNA.

But you haven't
found him.

I mean, you haven't
found his...

No.

Not a body.

We need to ask your son
Shawn a few questions.

Shawn? Why?

His criminal record contained his
fingerprints,

and we found matching
prints on Darryl's boat.

Well, he's been on
Darryl's boat lots of times.

I know, ma'am,

but he lied to us about
being on it this time.

Don't go making
excuses for him, Miriam.

He's our son.

Darryl's our son.

So help me, if Shawn...

Howard.

Mr. Ridgeway,
if you know anything...

Please, Howard, don't.

Don't. Please.

We got this this morning.

Mom, it's Shawn.

Listen, you're
going to hear some things,

some horrible things,
and I want you to know

I didn't do it.

I didn't do any of it.

I don't know
if you'll see me again.

Take care of yourself.

I love you.

Bye.

Let him rot.

Where does he live?

Who knows?

Please... find him.

No, Ridgeway.

If I had an address,

I wouldn't be talking to you.

I've been looking
at your boy's sheet.

Assault with a deadly weapon,
drug possession...

Yeah, a couple grams of heroin.

But look who
he got collared up with.

Oh, his dealer.

Find the dealer,
find the junkie.

Was it something we said?

Your P.O.
sends his regards, Tyrone.

Hey, we're
just talking up

the Kornikova Variation,
officers.

You see, if they're
pushing the C pawn,

Jimmy's got to hit 'em
on the king side, that's all.

Yeah, that's great.

You take in any
chess tournaments

with this guy
recently?

Never seen him before.

Try again.

You got collared with him.

He's one of your regulars.

Regular whats?

Come here.

Hey...
Hey, come on, man!

You can't do that!

Look man, I watch Court TV,
all right?

You ever heard
of probable cause?

Court TV ever teach you
about a Terry stop, Tyrone?

Which means I can pat you down

for a weapon without PC

if I feel my safety's
being threatened.

You feel threatened,
Lenny?

I'm shaking in my shoes, Ed.

Eh, it's not a weapon,

but it'll put you away
for a couple years.

Well, that is, uh, unless it doesn't
belong to him.

Maybe he was just
holding it for a friend?

Yeah, yeah, look.

I don't know
what's in the packet.

Dude just asked me to hold on
to it for him, all right?

Well, we can return it to him--

Look man,
he shacked up

in some dump with this girl
on 21st and Lex, all right?

Yeah? What's
the girl's name?

Sharon something.

She's got a mouth on her, let me tell
you.

The joint's ten degrees
quieter with her gone.

Where'd she go?

She pays a month in advance.
I don't ask.

I haven't seen her
in a couple of days.

If she's got anything illegal,
I don't know about it.

His breathing's
shallow.

Looks like Shawn threw himself
a little going-away party.

Yeah, we got a possible
overdose at the Battery Hotel.

And hurry.

Docket number 578302.

People vs. Shawn Daniel
Ridgeway.

Three counts of murder
in the first degree.

One pitch, three strikes.

Oh, forgive me, Mr. Wolchesky.

That was your last client.

Third and long
is more appropriate

for this one.

That's his brother,
Your Honor.

My client is...

About to plead,
isn't that right, Mr. Ridgeway?

Not guilty.

Across the board, Judge.

Talk to me,
Ms. Southerlyn.

The defendant has been charged

with the brutal death
of three people,

one of whom was his brother.

The People request remand.

My client belongs
in a hospital, not a prison.

For a drug
overdose.

If counsel needs
a refresher course, heroin use

is still illegal
in this state.

The law
can't allow

one illegal act to mitigate
the punishment for another.

You have to admit,
Mr. Wolchesky, she's quick.

Defendant
is remanded without bail.

Next.

I don't want to burn a hole

in your client's pockets,

so what do you say
to three counts of Man One?

He serves the max,
sentences to run concurrently.

What happened to the
plea bargain discount?

I didn't kill my brother.

Look at it from my point
of view, Mr. Ridgeway.

Four people got onto
your brother's boat,

three of them died.

You only have
one body.

And the blood samples of the
other two.

Be that as it may, four people

got on the boat, one got off.

The math's not that difficult.

I don't like boats.

They dropped me off
in Greenport.

Darryl and everybody were fine.

Yeah,
there is that pirate problem.

Don't laugh.

That yacht guy, what's his name?

Pirates punched his ticket.

In South America.

This boat was in
the Long Island Sound.

You don't have a weapon,
you don't have a witness.

Top that off with Darryl

being Shawn's
golden goose,

and you don't have
much of a case.

I'll make it easy
on you, Jack.

Say couple of counts
of assault,

Shawn does
the next six months in rehab,

you don't lose face,
everybody's happy.

I apologize in advance, Matt.

For what?

All those courthouse steps
you'll have to climb.

My nephew Andy played
with Darryl Ridgeway

the year the Gators
went 12 and one.

That son-of-a-gun could throw.

Second pick in the draft.

$20 million contract.

Makes you wonder.

Maybe he quit because
he's tired of having

his brain bashed in
on a daily basis.

Actually, I was wondering
what it would've taken

for the Giants to sign him.

We can't explain

why Shawn Ridgeway
killed his kid brother.

My guess is Wolchesky
will have the jury

wondering the same thing.

I heard Shawn claim
he didn't kill his brother,

I never heard him say
he loved him.

That's the second
oldest story in the Bible.

You might want to find someone

who will actually testify
to that.

The first thing he does

is buy his mama a house.

Second is put Dad
on the payroll.

I was wondering more
about his brother.

Oh, Shawn, right.

There's a real piece of work.

Darryl comes in one day,
asks me if I can hire him.

You know, mailroom,
messenger, anything.

You did?

10% of 20 million?

I'd hire his dog,
if he asked me.

I can assume
that it didn't work out?

Well, we called
Shawn

a scout.

We sent him around to colleges.

You know, give us a preview
of the guys coming up.

Not to tell you your business,

but Shawn Ridgeway
is a heroin user.

Well, and Darryl tells us
he was also

a hell of a two guard
back in the day.

I figure,
you grow up around Darryl,

you got to be able
to recognize talent.

Well, it sounds like some things
don't run in the family.

First trip
up to B.C.--

they had a power forward there

who was making
all the local papers--

Shawn winds up with the kid,

passed out
in the basement of some frat.

So much for
his scouting days.

Yeah, you fired him?

Adam did, actually,

with Darryl's blessing.

I felt for Darryl, too.

I mean, how many mouths
is one guy supposed to feed?

So Darryl supported Shawn.

Yeah,
enough to keep

his head in the clouds.

You're going to put that piece
of trash away forever, right?

Two kids come out

of the same woman...
what are you going to do?

I know how hard this must be,
Mr. Ridgeway.

Just tell me what you want,
I'll tell you anything.

Hey...

I know when to cut my losses.

You have kids?

I'm not married.

Don't listen to
the gossip, Ms. Southerlyn.

Anyone tells you

kids are a gift from God
is dead wrong half the time.

For every success, there's
one that surely disappoints.

From what I gathered,

Darryl didn't
feel that way about Shawn.

Let me tell you

about Shawn.

He's like a three-legged dog
that shows up at your back door.

He guilted Darryl

into giving
him money.

Did Darryl
ever complain about it?

To me? No.

He wouldn't dare mention it.

I warned Darryl
not to give that bum dime one.

It sounds to me like
you think Shawn's guilty.

Don't you?

Shawn's sport
was basketball.

His coach told me
he'd never seen a kid

shoot the three like Shawn.

And in high school,
all the colleges

were after him.

What happened?

Well, one day

he just quit,
he just gave up.

And it broke
his father's heart.

It appears Mr. Ridgeway
hasn't gotten over it.

Maybe Howard's
too demanding,

but it doesn't mean
he doesn't love Shawn.

In his heart,

he knows Shawn had nothing
to do with Darryl...

Mr. Ridgeway told me that Darryl

was going
to stop supporting Shawn.

Well, even if
they did

talk about it,

I'm sure Howard
took it the wrong way.

How's that?

Darryl was going
to stop giving Shawn money.

Not to hurt him, to help him.

To keep him off drugs.

It was out of love.

Shawn knew that.

So he certainly wouldn't
kill him over it.

Of course not.

This thing that looks like
a bar code,

now that's
a base pair sequence--

uh, the identifying part
of a DNA molecule--

taken from a sample of blood
found on the deck of the Aurora.

Now, compare that
to this sample

obtained from Darryl Ridgeway's last
physical.

You'll see they match.

Meaning that the
blood aboard the boat

is that of Darryl Ridgeway's,

just as this sample matches
a sample taken

from Julie Eastman's blood,

and this sample matches a sample
taken from hair

found in Adam Makris'
electric razor.

And what would you conclude
from all this, Dr. Beck?

That the blood on the deck
came from Darryl Ridgeway,

Julie Eastman, and Adam Makris.

You did a fingerprint
analysis of latents

found on Mr. Ridgeway's boat, didn't you,
Dr. Beck?

Yeah, of course.

How many sets
did you find?

12, including those
of the defendant.

Assuming there were in fact
three victims here--

and that's
a very large assumption,

considering we only have
one body--

that would leave
eight other possible suspects

aside from my client.

Isn't that right?

Witnesses only saw four people
get on the boat.

When they left the Hamptons,

but certainly it's possible that
they might have stopped

along the way to pick up
other passengers,

don't you think?

I guess.

I'd been seeing Darryl
for almost a year.

Would you say you got to know

his brother Shawn
during that time?

Couldn't avoid it.

If he wasn't showing up
uninvited,

he was calling Darryl's cell.

"Give me, give me, give me."

You're talking
about money?

That's right.

And Darryl was

a complete pushover.

I couldn't really
understand it myself.

because Shawn
was only going to buy drugs.

This didn't bother
Darryl?

Of course it did.

But what really
bothered Darryl

is that Shawn
didn't even try.

I can't tell you how many jobs
Darryl tried to get him.

Shawn's just one of those guys
that wouldn't help himself.

What happened at the party?

Shawn showed up,
like always,

with his hand out.

And for once...
I was really proud of Darryl,

because, for once, he said no.

What was
Shawn's reaction?

He was angry.

In fact, Darryl had to drag him
to the den

where they could talk it out
in private.

Thank you.

You can continue your cross
tomorrow, Mr. Wolchesky.

How about we talk?

I got to admit,
I'm not surprised, Mr. Ridgeway.

I saw what was
going on in there.

So did I,

which makes me question the
logic of my accepting a deal.

Nothing's a sure bet, Jack.

You know that.

All it takes is one juror

who put a week's pay
on the Jets last year

and thinks
Darryl Ridgeway

deserves to go the
way of all flesh.

Murder Two.

One count.

He does the max.

If you'd rather finish
the trial...

Fine.

We left the party
in the Hamptons

around 4:00 in
the morning

and took Darryl's
boat out.

Who was on the boat,
Mr. Ridgeway?

Me, Darryl, his
agent, Adam Makris,

and Adam's girlfriend.

Her name was Julie Eastman,
Your Honor.

Go on.

About an hour
after we left the marina,

Darryl and I started fighting.

Things got out of hand,
and, uh...

I shot him with the gun
that he kept on board.

Then I panicked and
shot the others.

I threw the bodies overboard
along with the gun.

I took the dinghy
to shore.

What were you arguing about?

Money.

Darryl said he wasn't going
to give me any more.

Do you understand that
by accepting this plea,

you waive your right

to a trial?

I do.

Ms. Southerlyn?

The State has agreed
to one count of murder

in the second degree
with a maximum sentence.

Is that how you understand it, Mr.
Ridgeway?

Yes.

If there's nothing else, the
plea is accepted by this court.

So, a funny thing happened

on the way to spend the money

the Ridgeways paid me
to defend Shawn.

The check bounced.

That's why I represent
the good guys.

Let me finish, Jack.

Four million dollars
was transferred out

one week after the murders.

That's a civil matter.

Sue the Ridgeways.

I would.

They appeared to be
as shocked as I was.

Who else has access
to the account?

Darryl Ridgeway.

It's his account, actually.

He may not be dead, Jack.

Mr. Ridgeway testified
in open court

that he murdered
three people.

But in private,
he's always insisted

he wasn't even on the boat
when the murders occurred.

And you believe him?

Well, to be
honest, I didn't

till his parents went
to Darryl's cupboard

and found it recently
left bare.

Where was the money
transferred to?

The transfer funds

were done electronically
by computer.

I assume the bank
is working on tracing it.

It could have been bank error.
It could have been a hacker.

It could have been
reasonable doubt.

Justice demands a jury decide...

You had a jury.

Your client came to me
and begged me to send them home.

We were all there.

We all saw what was going down.

Shawn Ridgeway didn't have
a shot in hell

of walking out
of that courtroom.

I am certainly flattered
you've come to me

with your troubles,
Mr. Wolchesky,

but I don't see why.

Appeal the verdict.

Your Honor,

an appeal would take years.

My client could be sitting in a
cell for something he didn't do.

All I'm asking is
you set aside the plea bargain

and let Shawn Ridgeway have

his constitutionally guaranteed
day in court.

First of all,
he had it

and decided, upon advice of counsel, to
waive it.

Second, a long line of cases
holds that the discovery

of potentially exculpatory
evidence is not sufficient,

in and of itself,
to vacate an uncoerced plea.

But it was coerced.

Scream "boo" loud enough, and
my client will pass out cold.

I feel for him.

Would you be
any more convinced

if he were particularly
susceptible to duress?

It's ridiculous!

Humor me.

Have your shrink
talk to him.

That sounds like a plan.

You can't be serious.

He's not asking
to go free.

Just a new trial.

I can't see how a session
with your expert

will hurt.

I know how the system works,
okay?

The great Darryl
Ridgeway was murdered

and the papers are already sticking the
needle in my arm.

I'm looking at a conviction,
whether I did it or not.

But agreeing to toss
your life away?

Where have you been?

That happened years ago.

I'm just a piece of garbage
trying to get off the heap.

Garbage?

Just ask Dad.

What about your mother?

I caused her
enough pain already.

Is that why
you accepted the deal?

Can't you understand?

She's already
been humiliated enough.

Tell me about growing up.

What about it?

Why not start with your
relationship with Darryl?

He was my kid brother.

We got along fine.

I know people think
that I was jealous,

that I was a leech.

They-they-they didn't know
anything.

It would be perfectly normal
to be jealous.

His first game as a pro,
I couldn't believe it.

I was going crazy.

I felt like it was me out there,
and I felt like...

I felt like 50,000 people
were screaming for me.

Did you wish it were you?

It wasn't me.

It could-could never be me.

I could play, you know.
I could.

Colleges wanted me.

No-No one went to the hoop
like me--

that's what
everyone said.

So, what happened?

High school,
I averaged 22 a game.

In junior year,
we played Old Bridge,

and I scored seven.

Dad walked out
in the first half,

disgusted.

When I got home, man...

What happened when you got home?

One time Darryl wet his bed.

Dad sat him on the radiator.

He was six years old.

His screams woke me up.

I got out of bed,
took my baseball bat,

and I smashed the TV.

It exploded.

He ran off to Mom, while Dad
beat the hell out of me.

Tell me why you quit
playing basketball, Shawn.

If I didn't play,
I couldn't score only seven.

I don't know what
we're doing here, man.

I'm a loser.

And there's nothing
that you or anyone else

is going to do about that, so...

The theory is that
children in abusive

or dysfunctional environments

assume rigid behavioral roles

that enable them to seem
as healthy as everyone else.

Darryl was the family hero,

while Shawn became
the scapegoat-slash-martyr.

The family pinned

all their troubles
on him,

and he was willing
to take the blame.

That was when
he was eight years old.

You don't outgrow it,
Jack.

His father put
tremendous pressure on him

to succeed in athletics.

An average performance
was considered a failure.

How does all this have anything
to do with his accepting a plea?

If you don't
compete at all,

you hasten the failure.

Shawn saw the trial

ending disastrously,

so he decided to hang up
the spikes, so to speak.

Which was
a perfectly reasonable reaction.

The plea allowed him
to assume

and reinforce his role

in the family
system.

He admitted guilt
to please his family.

Defined roles form a comfort
zone for everyone involved.

What's not typical
is to take that role with you

when you leave.

He can't escape
his role.

The family
is comfortable

seeing him as a failure,
so he fails,

whether he deserves to
or not.

I'm sorry, Jack,

but this particular family
dynamic leads me to conclude

that Shawn Ridgeway is
overly susceptible to duress.

I better see how
the bank's doing,

tracing the missing money.

You're right.

$4 million was transferred

to the Cayman Islands
Bank and Trust.

Can you get the name
of the account holder?

Unfortunately,
the island folk

take bank privacy laws
very seriously.

So anyone that had Darryl
Ridgeway's access code and PIN

could've have directed
the transfer.

It's the downside of living
in an on-line universe.

But our techs can often
back-trace

the computer's origin.

It takes time, but...
How close are they?

I'll get them
on it right away.

This is the first I even heard
the money was missing.

Are saying $4 million is missing

and they haven't called
to complain?

It's a trace-route program.

Same kind of software they use
to nail Internet hackers.

So no matter where you are,
this program can find you.

It can find your computer.
Scary, huh?

Depends who's looking for
you, I guess.

So you're thinking this Darryl Ridgeway
guy is still breathing?

It's starting
to look like that.

I figure his mom didn't report
the money transfer to the bank

in order to give Darryl
a head start

getting to wherever
he's going.

Oh, here we go.

IP address: 392-dot-163.

That's a U.S. location.

So he hasn't
left the country yet?

Took about ten hops to
complete the transfer.

Come to mama.

Dot-one-dot-one-oh-four.

Short Hills, New Jersey.

Darryl Ridgeway's parents
live in Short Hills, New Jersey.

So what you're saying is
that the money transfer

was all a hoax to make us
think that Darryl is alive.

Which, in effect,
saves Shawn.

I called the bank.

Miriam and Howard Ridgeway
are listed as joint tenants

on all of his accounts.

I could charge them with
obstruction and wire fraud,

not to mention as accomplices
after the fact,

and probably
a dozen other felonies

if I put on
my thinking cap.

The Nature Channel.

The baby bird
falls from the nest,

and mom swoops down to catch it
before it hits the ground.

Not a perfect
analogy, Arthur.

Well, the jury's not
going to split hairs.

A mother desperate
to save her only living son?

This woman tried

to cover for someone
who killed three people.

By taking money out of her own
account?

How did Judge Einhorn feel
about Wolchesky's motion

to set aside the plea?

She read Skoda's report

and granted it on the spot.

I'm sure Wolchesky would agree
in a heartbeat to reinstate

the prior plea agreement.

I'm sure he would, too.

Only that deal's
no longer on the table.

I seem to recall a parable,

a feathered friend in the hand
versus two in the pear tree?

I don't want to go to trial
any more than Wolchesky,

but I intend to raise the stakes
on not doing it.

That family systems thing
that Skoda described,

he said Shawn had two roles,
as loser and martyr.

I'll set up the meeting.

Three counts of Murder Two?

Whatever happened to
justice tempered with mercy?

You can either accept my offer

or watch your mother
go to jail

as an accomplice to
three counts of murder

among assorted
other things.

We know that you
transferred money

out of Darryl's bank account,
to make it look like

he was still alive,
Mrs. Ridgeway.

You did what?

Look, I don't know what

you're trying to
pull here, but...

Mrs. Ridgeway?

You tried to save him?

He killed Darryl.

Go ahead, tell him, Ma.

Tell him.
Tell him you have two sons.

Tell him you love us
both the same.

Some things never change.
This is...

All right, all right, can we
all

take a deep breath here, please?

Jack, you're not really serious
about this, are you?

Dead.

So what's it going to be?

You're a damn loser
is what you are.

Your brother wasn't
enough for you.

I won't let you take
your mother down, too.

Not a chance.

He's going to do
whatever you want him to.

Howard, hold on.

Jack, is there a little
wiggle room here?

No!

For once in his useless life,

he's going to do
the right thing.

That's right, I will.
I will.

You can shove the deal,
Mr. McCoy.

I'm going to trial.

And you'll rot in hell.

Yeah, there's a good
chance of that.

Who knows,
maybe I deserve

to die in jail,
but I tell you what,

if I do, it sure as hell won't
be for killing anybody.

Do you know why Darryl
quit playing ball?

Because he's just
as screwed up as I am.

I mean, look what
you created here, Dad.

Two screw-ups and a...

I love you, Ma.

I appreciate what you tried
to do for me,

but it's just too damn little,
too damn late.

All these years you
could have done something.

I'll roll the dice
at trial, Mr. McCoy.

Maybe I'll even win.

That'd be a real kick in
the ass, wouldn't it, Dad?

Me ending up a winner.

Yes, Darryl said he was
going to stop giving me money.

But we talked it out,
and I agreed to go into rehab.

Which he would pay for.

That's right.

And this was decided
at the party.

Yeah.

That's the way it
was our whole life.

We'd, uh, argue,
we'd fight,

and then we'd hug
and it'd be over.

And after you hugged?

Darryl wanted to
see the sunrise,

so we continued the
party on the boat.

That would be you, Darryl,
Adam Makris, and Julie Eastman.

That's right.

Soon as we got on board,

Darryl was all over Julie.

Didn't matter that she came

to the party with Adam.

Things like that never
mattered to Darryl.

And what did you do?

I told Darryl, you know,
"You better back off,"

'cause Adam was getting pissed.

but, you know, he didn't listen.

Um, him and Julie went below
deck to smoke some weed,

and I tried
to calm Adam down,

but he just kept on downing
shots of tequila.

I wasn't feeling so well,

so they dropped me
off in Greenport,

and, and then they sailed off.

And I don't know
what happened after that.

That's a very
interesting story.

Why is it that no one's
heard it before?

Well, in my mind,
there was a chance

that Darryl did the murders.

I wanted him to get away.

You were trying
to protect

your baby brother?

That's right.

If you wanted to protect him,

wouldn't it have been better
to stay on board,

and make sure that nothing
happened?

Okay.

The medical examiner
testified

that, in addition
to Julie's blood,

he found samples
of Darryl's and Adam's.

How do you explain that?

I can't.

Maybe whichever one
of them did the murders,

left his own blood
to throw off the cops.

You mean either Adam or Darryl?

That's right.

Maybe they fought
before the shooting.

I don't know.

Could be anything.

I wasn't there.

This isn't your first time in a
courtroom, Mr. Ridgeway, is it?

No, I've been arrested before.

Could you be more specific.

Once for purchasing narcotics,

once for assault.

Really? Who'd you hit?

A guy who owed me money.

And were you arrested
at the scene?

No.

What was your defense

in the assault trial?

That I didn't do it.

And someone else did?

Have you reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

On the first count
of the indictment,

murder in the first degree

of Julie Eastman,
how do you find?

We find the defendant guilty.

On the second count
of the indictment,

murder in the first degree

of Adam Makris,
how do you find?

We find the defendant
guilty.

On the third count
of the indictment,

murder in the first degree

of Darryl Ridgeway,
how do you find?

We find the defendant guilty.

Counsel to pick a date
for sentencing,

four to six weeks hence.

At his sentencing,
Shawn was still insisting

on his innocence.

You got to admire the
old stick-to-itiveness.

All the evidence pointed
to him, Arthur.

Hell, then he must be guilty.

Unless a crime is
caught on tape,

we can't ever be
100% on any verdict.

Well, for me the test is,
can I sleep at night?

I'll sleep
after this one.

It depends.

On what?

On how long it takes

to pull the other two bodies
out of the river.

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