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by two separate
yet equally important groups,

the police
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Commissioner wants to know
what you've got.

A mob hit or
a serial killer?

Truth is, we don't know.

Did the victim have ties
to organized crime?

Maybe. Brecker was
in the garment business.

How about the shooter?

It's possible.
We're checking his associates.

Why did he confess
to the Woodruff murder
and not the others?

Maybe he wasn't
looking forward
to being executed.

You know,
I came down here
to get answers

and all I'm getting
is conjecture
and speculation.

We got both squads
on the case.

We're pooling
our resources
to form a task force.

Well, then
get some results.

The Mayor's on
the warpath.

If Pruitt's not our man,
the next body's on you.

I think Pruitt's our guy.

Too bad the Mayor
and the Police Commissioner

don't agree with you,
Lennie.

What do they want?
Three witnesses ID'd him.

How about a murder weapon,
or a motive?

The guy's a psycho.

Who just happened
to shoot a guy

who got brass-knuckled
the week before.

We gotta rule out
every other theory.

In the meantime,
we can hold him
on the illegal ammo.

Well, Pruitt was
locked up out
in California

till about five months ago.

Uh, he buddied up with
a mob guy from Ohio
named Ordoniez,

he got out about
the same time.

See if they'll send us
a mug shot.

Briscoe and Munch
will run with
the mob angle at OCCB.

Yeah.

Stabler.
Get Helen Katisch
down to our house.

I want to have
a long talk with her.

That leaves
the victim's second wife.

Well, when we talked to her,
we didn't know
about the beating

her husband had taken.

Maybe she was too scared
to talk to us about it.

Well, let's just
nail it down.

I don't wanna eat another
bucket of brownies.

Green, Benson.

Convince her
that she has nothing
to be afraid of now.

Right.
Except for the .44
we can't turn up.

The papers said
you arrested somebody.

We did, Mrs. Brecker.

What?
You don't think it's him?

We're just
dotting our I's.

You didn't tell us
about the beating
your husband got

three weeks
before he was killed.

A beating?

He was in the emergency room
at St. Vincent's.
You signed him out.

He was in a car accident.

Look, we checked
with the local precinct.

He was found semi-conscious
in Madison Square Park.

These people.

How do I know they won't
come after me?

We arrest them.

Now tell us.

What kind of trouble
was your husband in?

Stanley got calls
from some man.

He wouldn't leave
his name.

Did your husband
owe anybody money?

He sold
the municipal bonds

we bought for
our daughter's college.

I saw the confirmation
in the mail

a few days
before he was killed.

Did he tell you why?

He said it was business,

and then he mumbled
something about

"We're not moving
to Arizona."

Does that mean
he wasn't cheating on me
with the girl in the car?

That would be
the good news.

Victim's name
is Stanley Brecker.

Well, if his name
ever made it into
an intelligence report

or a DD-5,
it should pop.

Unless he slipped
under the radar.

Yeah, well I gotta
tell you, fellas,

clientele here usually
doesn't leave witnesses.

Yeah, that's been
bothering me, too.

Yeah, there's a reference
to his company,

Andorra Sportswear.
Couple of goombahs were
seen paying him a visit.

Anybody
we can talk to?

C.I. named Stevie D'Angelo,
got feelers in
the garment business.

He's a gambler.

You might try one
of the sports bars
around the Garden.

If we time it right,
we might catch
the Knicks against Philly.

I see enough
coming to work.

Two horse, going off
at 12-1. She a lock.

She's got rundown
bandages on her legs.

Claim is for 12-5.
What do you want?

We wanna hear about
Stanley Brecker.

Don't know the man.

Brecker took a .44
to the left temple
a few nights ago.

If I heard something,
I'd give it to you.

He owned a company
called Andorra Sportswear,
on 35th Street.

Could've been
about garbage.

Gus Iacone, he controls
hauling around here.

Most of Iacone's crew
was indicted by
the Feds last year.

Yeah, nobody was making
their collections.

A few months ago,
they got it straightened out.

So why whack
a businessman?

While Gus's boys were on ice,
some of the garmentos,

they got used to taking out
their own trash.

So the crew, they, uh,
they brought in
a guy from Ohio

to take care of business.

Cesare Ordoniez?

I'm not
that close to it.

You know anybody
who got a house call?

Yeah. Uh, check out
an outfit called D&G
Fashion Worldwide.

Before Ohio came in,

they were crowing about
getting Iacone
off their backs.

Turns out Stanley Brecker
might've had problems

with the mob
in his garment business.

Like what?
John and I got a lead.

Gus Iacone brought in
an out-of-town consultant

to straighten out
his accounts.

It could be this
skell, Ordoniez.

INS says he moved
to Ohio from Cuba in '81.

About the time
Fidel emptied his prisons.

Did you show his photo
to our eyewitness?

Helen Katisch,
she disappeared
Monday night.

Didn't go home,
didn't go to work
the next day.

So we're worse off
than we started.

Well, I'm trying to
dig up the witnesses

from the old.44 shootings.

Olivia and I can
keep after Helen Katisch.

Well?

Helen Katisch started
eight months ago.

She having any problems?

I just work here.

What kind of work she do?

Real-time webcast.

Peep shows
on the Internet.

Any idea where Helen is?

No.

Are we bothering you?

I've got six chat rooms
to monitor.

Maybe you'd focus better
if we shut 'em down
and brought Vice up here.

It's all legal,
nobody touches anybody.

Maybe they're making
arrangements.

They might need to
look at your computers.

Okay, sorry.

Who bankrolls
this place, anyway?

A subsidiary of
a holding company
of an LLP.

When was the last time
you saw Helen?

Monday.
She seemed fine,
got a nice check.

So, no money
problems then?

Did okay once
she started doing
girl-on-girl.

Okay, thanks.
Hold on.

Who'd she work with?

Danielle.

They get along okay?

Actually, yeah.

Once they started
working together,
they really hit it off.

Okay, thanks.

Nice catch.
Didn't mean to rush you.

No problem.
Everyone's got
their own style.

My father used
to call me Fast Eddie.

Oh, yeah?

Deja vu, Lennie.

The smell of gabardine
and sewing machine oil.

Why, one of
your old girlfriends
work in a sweat shop?

My grandfather
was a cutter.

Forty years later
and I'm back
where I started.

Nah.

Oh, look, John.
The latest thing
in men's wear.

What can I do
for you guys?

Pick that up on
a bump run in Telluride?

I fell down some stairs.

Taking out your garbage?

In my parking garage.

We're looking for the guy
who pushed you.

You must think
I'm a moron.

I got work to do.

I didn't see him
get beat up or nothing.

So what happened?

Mr. Levine called
for his Lexus.

Except when he comes
down the steps,
he's all dirty,

hopping on one foot.

Man was in a lot of pain.

See anybody here
that day who didn't belong?

Well, there was this guy,
pulled in right before
Mr. Levine came down.

Said he wanted to
park his own car.

Ten minutes later,
he zooms outta here.

You remember the car?

Gold Lincoln,
about 10 years old.
Ohio plates.

If you find him,
he owes 20 bucks.

For 10 minutes?

You were in
Baltimore too long.

Is this the guy?

Yeah, right.
He the one that did this?

So I've been working
at Oceanside
about a year.

That's where
I met Helen.

We understand you two
were, uh, close.

Oh, the girl-girl thing?

Just a way to make money.

Was she seeing anyone?

Uh, she broke up
with her last boyfriend
about a few months ago.

He moved back to Japan.

Was she having
any problems recently?

Not really.

She mention any threats,

maybe she was
hanging out with
the wrong people?

Look, Helen was
doing some outcall

before the web thing
was happening

but she was getting
out of that.

Where was she going?

We were gonna set up
our own site on the web.

She ordered those
computers over there
and an ISDN line,

whatever that is.

American entrepreneurship.

Pentium III,
24 gig hard drive.

This is all
state-of-the-art stuff.

And expensive.

Yeah, some producer
she met was gonna
put her in a movie.

I guess he gave her
an advance.

She mention his name?

No, but the last time
I spoke with her

she was on her way
to meet him
at Lago di Como.

Her name's Helen Katisch.
You remember her?

Yeah, she was here.

All dolled up
for the guy
she was waiting for.

You saw the guy?
He never showed.

Well, then how do you
know she was
waiting for a guy?

I'm doing this 30 years.
Take my word for it.

How long was she here?

Forty-five, an hour.

A little before 11:00,
she ordered
a second cosmopolitan.

Told me she was going out
to make a phone call.
She never came back.

Monday night,
you notice her outside
the bar down the street?

A little before 11:00?

No. I didn't see her.

I wish I could help you.

Maybe she was with a man?

You got
a picture of him?

Sure do.

No. He wasn't
with the girl.

I saw him on his way
back from the pier

and he was walking
very fast.

Our divers found it
about an hour ago.

Doesn't look like
it's been in there
too long.

Any leads on Ordoniez?

He keeps a low profile.

Well, that's his car.

And that's our witness.

Hello, Helen.

We ran the VIN
on the Lincoln.

It was stolen in Xenia,
Ohio, two months ago.

Stolen plates,
papers are untraceable.

Prints?
Wiped clean.

Anything in the car?

A pair of latex gloves,

and one of those
$6 rain ponchos.

Both with the victim's blood.

Ordoniez bundled up
before he braved
the elements.

Forensics is doing
a once-over on the car.

Any way to connect
Ordoniez to the Lincoln?

Well, his visa papers
list a phony
Cincinnati address.

Other than that...
Find him.

He's got sort of
a sweet face.

I mean,
hello, Danielle.
He killed Helen.

We're still not sure
about that.

You don't have to
sugarcoat it for us.

Well, sometimes
it's best if we do.

Well, if you say so,
Detective.

This is what
I have to look forward to

in my fast-approaching
twilight year,

cyber-flirting
with Betty and Veronica?

Photo was taken
four years ago.

Sorry.

He told Helen
he was a movie producer.

Wait. Helen told me
about this guy.

What'd she say?
That he was making
an action movie.

He was looking for girls
who didn't mind taking
their clothes off.

Where did she meet him?

A livery driver
introduced them.

You remember his name?

She used
MacCabee Car Service
for her dates.

Thank you.

If you need
to contact us.

Okay, I drove her
a few times. So what?

She was doing outcall.
We could charge you
with promoting prostitution.

Hey, look, I just took
the job from my company.

Funny coincidence.

Every time she called
your company,
she asked for you.

Well, I'm a good driver.

You know what?

Let's let the D.A.
handle it.

Hey, hey, hey, look,
okay, no D.A., okay?

Now I get convicted,
I get fired.

Right. Last chance.
His name was Ordoniez.

Well, I only saw him twice.

When you introduced him
to Helen Katisch.

No. I just passed on
his business card to her.

He said that he needed
a girl to be in a movie.

Okay. You said
you saw him twice?

Well, my boss asked me
to give him
one of our old towncars.

Well, he was having
trouble with his car.

Yeah, he flooded
his engine.

Finally came by
last night to the garage
to pick it up.

He mention
where he was going?

No. But he did ask
for directions
to North Bergen, in Jersey.

The driver
saw Ordoniez twice.

If we find him,
he'll make an ID.

Anything from the
garbage company?

Pretty much what
we already knew.

Iacone brought in some
muscle to help solve

their cash flow problems.

We have a list of
the companies they're
putting the screws to.

A lotta collection work
for Ordoniez.

There's only 25 names.

Oh, once he kills a few,
I'm sure the job gets easier.

Hey, look at this.

Jimmy's Pick-n-Pack,
North Bergen, New Jersey.

Put it down, Ordoniez!

I do something?

For starters, that's a Zero
Halliburton Briefcase
you're defacing.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say, can and
will be used against you
in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney...

I don't know no Iacone.

Then what are you
doing in New York?

Sightseeing.

What hotel
you staying at?
I forget the name.

Yup.
How about a street?

Midtown. The streets,
they confuse me.

Yeah, 48th, 49th, 50th.
It's pretty hard to follow.

You're very funny.

Tell us who hired you
and maybe we won't
charge you as a serial killer.

First I'm mafia,
now I'm psycho.

We know you buddied up
with Arthur Pruitt in Lompoc.

Is he working for you
or just giving you pointers?

When can I get some food,
funny girl?

I'm hungry.

Maybe tomorrow.

Or the day after that.

Ha, ha.

This is a lab report,
Ordoniez.

Helen Katisch's blood
was on the floor of
your new car.

You should have
splurged for a new pair
of Hush Puppies.

Or at least
wiped your feet.

We found a Black Talon round
wedged between the seats
of your Lincoln.

It matches the slug
that went through
Stanley Brecker's head.

All this evidence,
kinda takes the fun
out of it.

You like to rub
my face in it?

We want who hired you.

Yeah, right.

Murder for hire,
then you whack a witness?

We're talking the hot shot.

I talk to you,
no death penalty.

Sounds reasonable.

And I only cop
to the girl in the river.

You want probation, too?

The first guy was
already dead.

Yeah, we know.
We got the shooter.

Your jail buddy,
Arthur Pruitt.

I read that mamao
confessed.

You people are stupid.

Well, we need someone
of your intelligence
to educate us.

I got something big.

I want the minimum.

We'll leave
that to the lawyers.

You heard of
the Mulroneys?

The daughter killed
the first guy.

She killed him
in her place.

I got a call
to clean it up.

Made it look like
one of Pruitt's jobs.

Had to whack
the second guy to
cover it up for them.

That was a mob hit.

Two birds one stone.

How did the Mulroneys
contact you?

I got a call
from Gus Iacone.

Why should we
believe any of this?

I took pictures of
the dead guy
up in her place.

Just in case.

You can't truly believe
that my daughter shot
this man.

I had three M.E.'s
go over Woodruff's autopsy.

The cause of death
was a blow to the head.

A man confessed.
Uh, Arthur Pruitt.

We have six witnesses
who swear they saw him

sleeping in the lobby
of his hotel.

The damage
from the hollow-point
gunshot concealed

the microscopic evidence
of brain hemorrhaging.

It was a set-up,
Mrs. Mulroney.

Let's not jump to any
irresponsible conclusions.

This is a clear case
of self-defense.

How do you figure?

Mr. Woodruff was
invited to Stephanie's
apartment for coffee.

He tried to rape her.
She struck him
with an ashtray.

Should have pressed charges
against this young man
at the college.

Why is this the first time
we're hearing about this?

We didn't think
the authorities would find
her explanation credible.

So we took matters
into our own hands.

You have to understand
our position.

The scrutiny that
my family is under
is enormous.

So you secured
the services of
a mob hit man

to cover up the mess?

At worst, Mr. Ordoniez
shot a corpse.

And another man
to allay suspicion.

We knew nothing about that.

Unless I'm not misinformed,

the victim was a target
of organized crime

long before this
ever happened.

We have Gus Iacone
in custody.

You can be sure
I'll be talking to him.

The man is a gangster.

He'll say anything
to mitigate
his responsibility.

All right.

Who called Iacone
to clean up Stephanie's mess?

I am not at liberty
to divulge that.

Are you taking the Fifth,
Mr. Rumsey?

No.
Then you're giving me
the run-around.

This is a very
sensitive matter.

It's time to put it
all on the table.

We have.
My client was fending off
a sexual assault.

At least investigate
her story.

As a favor to our family.

The welfare of your family
is not my concern,
Mrs. Mulroney.

Fine, Mr. McCoy.

Then I think we're done.

For now.

Mr. Iacone agrees
to this meeting,

you agree not
to seek a bail increase.

Those are
the ground rules.

Now who ordered
the murders of Stanley Brecker
and Helen Katisch?

What's he talking about?

Let's not play
games, Mr. Iacone.

We know you were called
to clean-up
for the Mulroneys.

Tell us about
the other murders.

Maybe we can offer
some consideration.

Consideration for what?

Two counts of murder,
conspiracy, extortion,
racketeering...

You can recite
the table of contents
of the penal law

until hell freezes over.

You still need evidence.

Ordoniez flipped
on your client.

Ordoniez?
Never heard of him.

You wasted my time,
Mr. Glick.

We still have
our agreement.

Our agreement?
What agreement?

I thought Mr. Pruitt
confessed to
the Woodruff murder.

He didn't do it.
He was taking credit
for Ordoniez's handiwork.

Then charge him with
the six-year-old murders.

One witness.
No weapon, no motive.

We're holding him
on a weapons felony
until something breaks.

So we go after Iacone.

Stephanie Mulroney can't
connect him to the murders.

Or won't.

And Rumsey's hiding behind
attorney-client privilege.

How about Stephanie Mulroney?

Well, if you
believe her story,
she didn't murder anybody,

and a jury might buy
her self-defense claim.

Dean Woodruff
had no criminal record.

It's a classic
he-said-she-said,
except he's dead.

Woodruff was divorced
three years ago.

The court papers allege
adultery and physical
and emotional cruelty.

Standard for
divorce pleadings.

If he was dangerous,
why did she invite him over?

Doesn't make sense.

Don't be so quick
to dismiss it.

She's a screw-up, Adam.
Her track record says
it's a smoke screen.

Check out her story.

I was married to Dean
for four years.

That last stretch
was pretty rough on me.

I read
the divorce papers.

Then you know
the whole story.

Matrimonial lawyers
sometimes use
those buzzwords

to get more leverage.

With Dean,
they weren't buzzwords.

He was violent?

Yeah.

Did you ever get
medical attention?

Dean wasn't that stupid.

He cheated on you?

He couldn't keep his hands
off anything with a thong.

How'd you find out?

One of the girls
he worked with called me.

Emily Shore.

She said Dean wouldn't
leave her alone.

They sent me with Dean
to Rochester for
a sales conference.

Two o'clock in the morning,
he pounds on my door,
tries to force his way in.

I had to call security.

What happened
when you both got
back to New York?

Well, he started hitting
on me at the office.

Hitting on you, how?

Well, you know,
he'd come in
and try to kiss me.

When he put his hand
inside my blouse,

that's when I decided
to call his wife.

Did that put
an end to it?

No.

What happened?

Well, um, one night in
the conference room, um...

We were here late, uh,
working on a presentation.

He raped me.

Did you tell anybody?

I know I should have
but, um, he was my boss.

I, uh, I didn't think
anybody would believe me.

They'll have two witnesses
that'll corroborate
Woodruff was a pig.

Makes it tough
to disprove self-defense.

You want to drop
the homicide,

proceed on
evidence tampering?

That's not enough leverage
to have her roll on Iacone.

But if it was self-defense?

Her cover-up resulted
in two other murders.

I'm not making a deal.

Nice to see you
without your
entourage, Regina.

Things were simpler
back when, Adam.

Old age stinks.

No argument from me.

Listen to us.

We're holding up
pretty well for
two old battle-axes.

Better, if it wasn't
for this business.

Can't you make it
go away, Adam?

Regina...

I'm not suggesting
anything improper.

But I hear
your investigation
clears my daughter.

Who told you that?

I have my eyes and ears,
even in your office.

The Mulroney name
still has some clout.

Well, I hope you're not
here to beat me
over the head with it.

My family's been
through a lot.

You know that
as well as anyone.

I have my best man on it.

Jack McCoy?

Not the most
sympathetic soul.

He'll give you
a fair shake.

That's all I'm asking.

When Gerry was alive,
he did the same for you.

It's lonely without them.

It is.

I enjoyed that day
we spent together
last year on Shelter Island.

I still have the house.

I'm not much for the beach.

Well, call me
when this all blows over.

There's some single malt
I've been saving.

We'll raise a glass
to our better halves.

You look tired, Adam.

Regina Mulroney
came to see me.

To make a campaign
contribution?

She says that
your investigation
clears her daughter.

I don't know
about "clears."

The late Mr. Woodruff
was apparently a rapist.

Then think of dropping
the murder charge.

Because the case
is marginal

or because it's
Regina Mulroney's daughter?

Anything new
on the .44 killer?

Just the one witness
who ID'd the wrong guy
six years ago.

We'll be lucky to get
an indictment,
and then there's this.

What now?

Our case against Iacone.

Ordoniez has an out-of-state
perjury conviction.

They're moving to
preclude his testimony.

Three cases going
down the tubes.

Glad I stopped by.

The people's star witness
against Mr. Iacone...

In fact, their only witness,

did 18 months in Nevada
on perjury.

That doesn't disqualify
Mr. Ordoniez from testifying.

How about the seven
other convictions?

Sounds pretty severe,
Mr. McCoy.

Mr. Glick can lay it
out for the jury.

Goes to weight,
not admissibility.

The man's a born liar,
Judge.

To put the icing
on the cake,

Mr. McCoy offered
this dirtbag a deal.

Who does Mr. Glick
think would have
the goods on his client?

An ethics professor?

Sorry, Mr. McCoy.

I'm not turning this trial
into a homage to dishonesty.

His testimony's precluded.

Hey, how'd it go?

We have nothing
on Iacone.

Wait till his lawyer bitches
and drop the indictment.

I've been digging
into Stephanie
Mulroney's witnesses.

Anything shake out?

I read Woodruff's
personnel file.

Outstanding performance
reviews, there's nothing
about sexual misconduct.

How about Emily Shore's?

There's no complaints
against Woodruff.

It doesn't even look
like they worked together.

Maybe the company
didn't want to leave
a paper trail.

Jack, I think they're lying
about Woodruff.

I had a look
at the ex-wife's
divorce deposition.

It's a straight-up
asset war.

She never mentioned
his philandering or abuse.

You smell a fix?

Emily Shore paid cash
for a new BMW last week.

You lied to me.
You never even worked
with Dean Woodruff.

He still came on to me.

The trip to Rochester?
I called the hotel.

You didn't check in.

What's even worse,
Ms. Shore,

you were prepared
to go to court
and perjure yourself.

Am I going to jail?

You accepted a bribe.

They can't prove it.

For how long?

Seven or eight years.

It's a bluff. Just keep
your mouth shut.

What?
To protect the people
who hired you?

Who's doing this,
Ms. Shore?

He just said to
call him Pat.

He said he worked
for the Mulroneys.

What else did
he tell you?

That Dean raped
the Mulroney girl.

That they could prove it
if somebody said
he did it before.

I took the money.
So did Dean's ex-wife.

Call Briscoe and Green.

Have them arrest
Pat Rumsey for
murder and bribery.

I'll go with them.

And after they get him,
pick up Regina Mulroney.

Patrick Rumsey,
will you turn
around please?

What is this?

You're arresting me?

For the murders of
Stanley Brecker
and Helen Katisch.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Sorry, Mrs. Mulroney,
department regulations.

Could you
please stand up?

Excuse me?

You're being charged
with two counts of
second degree murder.

You can't be serious.

I'm afraid so.

I want to call Mr. Rumsey.

He's been arrested, ma'am.

You can call another lawyer
from downtown.

I can't believe
we're doing this.

"People v.
Regina Mulroney,

"Stephanie Mulroney
and Patrick Rumsey.

"Two counts of murder
in the second degree,

"tampering with a witness
in the first degree."

Quiet in here!

Not guilty all around,
Your Honor.

You looking for bail,
Ms. Carmichael?

Stephanie Mulroney's
a flight risk,

we're asking
10 million dollars.

The next person
who makes a sound
goes in the back.

If the D.A.'s office
hadn't tipped
off the press

you could conduct
business in here, Judge.

Thanks for your concern,
Ms. Kelly.

We're asking
two million on each of
the other defendants.

Do I have to respond
to this, Your Honor?

These people are
pillars of the community.

Who covered up
a murder by killing
two people.

A mob hit man confessed
to these crimes.

I'm not trying
the case here, Counselors.

I strongly doubt
these defendants are
going on the lam.

Five hundred thousand
apiece.

You lost your mind?

Don't chide me, Adam.
They paid off
three witnesses.

Regina Mulroney
deliver the cash?

She'd never get her
hands dirty.

Can you prove that
she knew about it?

It was for her daughter.

Oh, then you've got bribery.

Two people were killed
to further this cover-up.

The fish stinks
from the head.

She'll eat you
and your fish
for breakfast.

Mulroney is just a name.

A name that elected
two mayors and a governor.

It doesn't give her
immunity for murder.

Not in the law books.

If there's a conflict
of interest here...

What's that?

You might want to request
a special prosecutor.

It's your case.

Before you bury yourself,
see what she has to say.

That's Evan
when he was 13,

and Trina
three months before
the accident.

Thank you, Phyllis.

Sure you want to talk
without counsel?

I'd prefer it that way.

Adam wanted me
to hear your side
of the story.

I don't have a story.

Whatever Pat did,
he did without my knowledge.

I find that hard
to believe.

How so?

I have trouble
believing he came up

with enough money
to bribe two witnesses.

Pat has power of attorney
over many of my accounts.

And I can't believe
he has the connections
to pull it off.

Do you realize
what you're saying?

Perfectly.

Well, now,
who the hell are you?

The guy who's going
to convict you of murder.

Unless you want
to talk about a deal.

Regina Mulroney
does not deal.

Regina O'Brien would.

I know where you
and the Mulroney
fortune come from.

Real estate investment.

And before that?

All great fortunes have
a secret, Mr. McCoy.

It's how you spend
the money that counts.

My family's philanthropy
is well-documented.

And so is
the influence peddling.

How dare you?

You come after me,
I will crush you!

Regina Mulroney is
putting it all on you,
Mr. Rumsey.

The cover-up,
the payoffs, the murders.

She wouldn't do that.

I've sacrificed
my career for that family.

And blood is thicker
than water.

Especially Mulroney blood.

What are your terms?

He pleads to
one of the murders.

And he testifies
against the Mulroneys.

I can't testify.

Then you'll do
25-to-life,
back to back.

No one was supposed
to get killed.

And you could have
walked away before
it ever got that far.

And what would I do?

Hang out a shingle?

I'm 62 years old.

It doesn't move me,
Mr. Rumsey.

Regina called me
to her home the night
that Woodruff was killed.

It was about 1:00 a.m.

Stephanie was in her kitchen,

she was in tears,

shaking.

Regina went upstairs
and came back
with a phone number.

She said to call
from outside,

these people
would take care of it.

Whose number was it?

Gus Iacone.

What happened?

I went to a pay-phone.

Mr. Iacone said
to take Stephanie
back to her home,

someone would
meet us there.

I waited with her
until a man came
and took the body out.

And what happened
after Stephanie Mulroney

was arrested
for this crime?

Regina said
to contact Mr. Iacone again.

He would know how
to take the suspicion
off Stephanie.

I made the phone call.

A few days later,
another man
was shot in the head.

What else was done
to further this cover-up?

Two witnesses were paid
to attest to Mr. Woodruff's
violent propensities.

If he date-raped
the defendant in college,
why was that necessary?

The true story was that
she had consensual sex
with Mr. Woodruff,

and when he wouldn't
see her again,
she filed charges.

So she killed him
15 years later
to avenge his rejection?

To the contrary.

In the middle
of their tryst,

he tried to leave
and she said,

"No one walks out
on a Mulroney."

Mr. Rumsey,

besides Mrs. Mulroney,

do you have
any other clients?

Just her and the family.

And one of your duties
was to, uh,

run interference
for Stephanie?

I didn't
run interference.

Well, let's see,

you beat a cocaine charge
for her in Florida,

hushed up
a sexual incident
at Barrett College,

you made a career
keeping her out of trouble.

I had other
responsibilities.

When Stephanie got
into these scrapes,

it reflected poorly on you?

I'm not her babysitter.

Come on, Mr. Rumsey.

When Stephanie got
into trouble,

it was only natural
that she call you.

She didn't
call me this time.

Mrs. Mulroney called me.

So you say.

Who delivered
the bribe money
to the individuals

who testified earlier
they were paid off?

I did, but...

And you were the one
who had all the contact
with Mr. Iacone?

At Mrs. Mulroney's
direction.

But she never told you
to have someone killed?

That was the implication.

An implication
you clarified
in no uncertain terms

to Mr. Iacone.
No.

Isn't it a fact, sir, that
you devised this cover-up?
No.

Ordered the murders
and obtained the money
for the perjured testimony?

No, I was just
the middle man.
Can you point to

one objective fact, sir,
other than your
self-serving testimony,

that connects
Mrs. Regina Mulroney
with these acts?

Thank you, Mr. Rumsey.

Dean and I left
Le Bar together,

I don't know,
sometime after midnight.

I asked him over
for coffee.

What happened
when you got home?

As soon as
we got in the door
he was all over me.

When he tried to
get my pants off,

there was this big ashtray
on the coffee table.

I grabbed for it
and I hit him.

How many times?

Three or four.

I wanted him to stop.

I thought
I knocked him out.

But he didn't have a pulse.

So I went over
to Uncle Pat's,

Pat Rumsey.

Why, Stephanie?

I've been in
trouble a lot.

He was the one

that always
came to my rescue.

And did he this time?

He took me
back to my apartment.

He said that a man
was coming and that

I should do
whatever he said.

Then what happened?

This man came.

He moved the body
into Dean's car.

I followed him
in his Lincoln
to the park.

Then he said that
he was going to shoot him

and if the police ever
found out I was with him,

I was supposed
to say that a man
with glasses did it,

and that's what I did.

No further questions.

You accused Dean Woodruff
of raping you in college?

I withdrew
the charges.

Because it wasn't true?

What Pat said is a lie.
I never consented.

So you invited the man
who raped you
over to your place?

For coffee?

When I saw him
at the bar, he apologized.

He...

He said that he still
really liked me,

that he'd grown up
since college,

maybe things might
work out with us now.

Oh, so when
your good friend,
Dean Woodruff,

was lying unconscious
in your apartment,

did you ever think of
calling the police?
Or an ambulance?

I was scared.
I didn't know what to do.

Instead when the police
tracked it to you,

you made up a huge lie?

That was how Pat said
to take care of it.

And later, you falsely
accused another man
of the crime?

Uncle Pat said
he had killed
some other people.

It was part of the plan.

Just as your testimony
here is part of the plan?

No!

So after lying

and deceiving
the authorities for months,

you want this jury
to believe that now
you're telling the truth?

I am.

Instead of
protecting yourself
and your mother,

which you've done
all along?

I'm telling the truth.

There's a first time
for everything, huh,
Ms. Mulroney?

Objection!

Withdrawn.

Regina Mulroney
testifies tomorrow.

Working on your cross?

Any insights?

Brace yourself.

Why is everyone afraid
of this woman?

Regina's favorite joke,

the difference between
lace-curtain Irish
and shanty Irish?

Lace-curtain Irish
move the dishes

before they piss
in the kitchen sink.

Yeah.

She's shanty Irish,
and proud of it.

And so am I.

On the night
Mr. Woodruff
was murdered,

where were you,
Mrs. Mulroney?

In my home,
sleeping.

And how did you
find out what happened
to your daughter?

Patrick called me
the next morning.

He told me that
my daughter had
been in a car,

the driver was shot.

What was your reaction?

My reaction?

"Here we go again."

Meaning what,
Mrs. Mulroney?

Stephanie's no angel.

One has only to read
the newspapers to know that.

But all her youthful
transgressions are fodder

for those people
who seek to disgrace me
and my family.

Let me ask you, then,

did you have any knowledge
of what transpired
in Stephanie's apartment

the night Mr. Woodruff
was killed?

No, I did not.

Did you in any way
participate in,
or orchestrate,

a cover-up
of these events?

Absolutely not.

Thank you,
Mrs. Mulroney.

When did Stephanie finally
tell you her version
of what happened?

Never.

Patrick told me,
after you had her arrested.

Just another one of
Stephanie's
"youthful transgressions,"

right, Mrs. Mulroney?

Is that a question
or an editorial?

You keep bailing her
out of trouble, don't you?

I can't defend
some of the things

my daughter has done.

But I've lost...

I've lost a husband
and two children
along the way.

You grab hold
of what's left.

By lying to the police,
by making false statements?

Oh, I'm not defending
what they did.

By ordering murders?

It was Patrick
who did this.

He used your money
and your connections,

but you had nothing
to do with it?

What do you mean
by "my connections"?

Gus Iacone.

In your wildest dreams,
would I have the phone
number of a mobster?

You tell me,
Mrs. Mulroney?

It is an insult,
Mr. McCoy.

Answer the question, ma'am.

You're too smart to believe
what Patrick said here.

That's not responsive.

Judge?
I think it is.

Move along, Mr. McCoy.

What interest would
Mr. Rumsey have

in covering
for your daughter

without your approval?

A misguided
sense of loyalty,
I suppose.

Didn't he do it
to protect you
from embarrassment?

I don't need
Patrick's protection.

Don't you, Mrs. Mulroney?

Didn't you testify
that the whole world
is looking

for opportunities
to disgrace you?

My family has dedicated
our lives to this city.

The Mulroneys honor
public service.

My husband chaired
the mayor's commission
on charter reform.

My son died in Kosovo...

I didn't ask
about your family.

He was killed in a plane
crash with the ambassador,

serving the people of
this great nation.

Move to strike.
Overruled.

She's evading my questions.

Let her have her say,
Mr. McCoy.

So she can prejudice
the jury with her
personal misfortunes?

What is wrong
with you, Mr. McCoy?

Can't you understand
the burden that comes
with this legacy?

Can't you understand
everything in our lives

under a microscope?

Our lives being
dissected by petty,
envious people.

After all we've done
for this city,

you insult everything
my family stands for

with your false and
reckless accusations!

Has the jury
reached a verdict?

For the most part,
Your Honor.

We'll record
the verdict for
Stephanie Mulroney first.

Will the defendant
please rise?

On the count of
tampering with evidence,

how do you find?

We find
Stephanie Mulroney guilty.

And on the count
of murder in
the second degree?

We couldn't
reach a verdict
on that charge, Judge.

Will Regina Mulroney
please rise?

On the count of
tampering with evidence,
how do you find?

We find Regina Mulroney
not guilty on all counts.

Even
the murder charges?

Yes. Not guilty.

Mrs. Mulroney,
you are free to go.

You want to
retry the girl?

I don't see how it'll
make a difference.

Regina Mulroney will park
herself in the gallery.

And half the jury'll
be enchanted.

Or manipulated.

She rode the graves of
her family to an acquittal.

You knew who
you were dealing with.

The Mulroney legacy
lives on.

At least until
the next catastrophe.

It's the catastrophes
that keep it going.