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In the criminal
justice system,

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.

Stop! Stop!
Give me that!

Somebody hold the guy!

Hey, you!

Get him! This guy
stole my purse!

We're gonna get you!

Hold it right there!
Come back here!

Hey!
Stay where you are!

I tell you to stop
and you stop.

I was trying
to catch a cab.

Yeah, well,
we'll give you a ride.

He put it in there.
I saw him.

Are you Sharon Lasko?

No, I'm Mrs. Dubinsky.
That's not mine.

That's mine.

Ah! Looks like
you've been a busy boy.

Central, we've got
a 10-22 on 6th Avenue
and Spring Street,

with a male in custody.

Do you have a previous
10-22 with a complainant
named Lasko, Sharon,

white female, 23?

Checking.

Sir, this looks like blood.

I want
to press charges.

Do I have to go down
to the police station?

Lasko, Sharon.
Reported missing three days
ago. Some kind of model.

Where is she?

I don't know
anything about that.

I was in rehab
till last night.

And I see they did
an excellent job.
Where'd you get the wallet?

Okay, so exactly when?
And exactly where?

I got out of
the clinic about 6:00.

We haven't
checked that.But we did.

I came over here
to hang around.

What? To meet somebody?

I needed to clear my head.
That rehab
really messes it up.

All right. So you're out
here breathing the clean,
fresh air. Then what?

It was around here
somewhere.

You want me
to call CSU?

No, let's spread out
a little bit.

Now, you're sure
you never met this model
someplace else before?

Yeah, I was
at the model's ball.

That's why I'm still
wearing my tuxedo.

Hey, Lennie.

I got a jacket over here.

With more blood.

Lots more blood.

Monogrammed Sharon.

If she's lucky
she'll just catch a cold.

Sharon Lasko's agent
reported her missing
three days ago.

She didn't show up
for a meeting
with an advertiser

who was considering using her
for some big commercial.

So what did
Missing Persons get?

These. Her agent
brought them in.
Her first calendar.

A still from her commercial
for Green Apple Fizz

and these are
called headshots.

That's it?

Well, plus the message
on her answering machine

said she was on
a photo shoot.

But her agent checked
the agencies that use her,

and no one knows
about any shoot.

You tend to remember
somebody who looks like this.

That's got to help
when you go
knocking on doors.

Well, Missing Persons
wouldn't know.

They told me they've been
a little backed up.

What? Missing Persons is
too backed up to investigate
a missing person?

Well, they figured
a 23-year-old model,
she runs with a fast crowd.

Her agent said last year
she went off for a week

with a Saudi Arabian prince.

Any family?

Parents. In Astoria.

She won a Miss Schoolgirl
contest when she was
in the third grade.

Her talents
were singing and tap.

I called that guy
at Missing Persons.

He acted like
she was some party girl
running around.

When did you talk
to Sharon last?

It's been
a couple of weeks.

She's been
so busy with work.

Do you know where?

I think she was
doing a catalog.

She used to call us
every time she got a job,

but she's so
successful now.

Yeah. They tend to
drift away a little.

She comes to dinner
at least once a month.

But she only eats
vegetables now.

They have to be
so thin, you know.

It's a full-time job.

The diet,
the exercise,
the make-up.

How about her friends?
Do you know
any of their names?

She used to room
with Monica Wickes.

You see her picture
everywhere now.

Wait. Here.
Here, here she is
with Sharon

when they did a Value Bin ad.
They were just starting out.

Detective, find her
for us. Please?

What do you mean
she's missing?

Nobody's seen her
for a few days.

Her parents are worried.

We understand
she's done this
once before.

Some Arab prince?

Ahmad.

He met her backstage
at a Bernilli show. Took her
to Prague for a weekend.

Is he still
in her life?

Not after that Monday.

He's a charter member
of the Model
of the Week Club.

Uh...

Well, could he have given
her name to another member?

I wouldn't know.

Her parents said
you used to be roommates.

One room in Chelsea.

We were running around
from agency to agency

with portfolios
we had taken in Queens.

Why'd you split up?

We started making enough money
to afford our own apartments.

Sharon always wanted one
with a balcony.

So when's the last time
you saw her?

A couple of weeks ago.
I was out
dancing with friends.

She was with
a girl named Amber.

I talked to her
on Thursday.

She wanted to borrow
my aqua silk shoes. She was
going to a party at Psycho.

And that would be?

The nightclub.

What's the matter?
She didn't have enough
shoes of her own?

My thinking exactly.
I mean,
she's Miss Green Apple Fizz

and I'm still pushing
Femme Elegante
for a day job.

Look, I'm on commission here.
If either one of you
is interested...

Hmm.

What's the fragrance?
Radishes?

You like it? I've got it
in after-shave.

Do you splash it
on personally?

So this party,
was it on Thursday night?

Yeah, I told Sharon
I was going myself,
wearing those shoes.

So you saw her there?

Her and everybody else.

Lots of models.
Some basketball players.

It went pretty late.
It was in the VIP room.

Was Sharon with anybody
in particular?

When I left she was talking
to the owner of the club.
Something Scannell.

It looked pretty intense.

Frederick Scannell?Yeah.

He likes to hobnob
with us beautiful people.

So you know
this Scannell?

Yeah, from OCCB.

His file's thick enough
to use as a booster seat
for my kids.

What? Rackets?Nah! Drugs.

Funnels the money
through restaurants,
nightclubs, you name it.

On paper he's
a major entrepreneur.

So the money's clean.
You ever bust him?

Not yet.

Fringe benefit
of owning a club,
the private parties.

Yeah. Models, athletes.

I hate to be rude,
but what do you bring
to the table? Drugs?

No drugs allowed here,
Detective.
They're illegal.

It's my back room
my guests like.

They don't have to
mess with the rabble.

Just you.

I'm not so bad.

Sharon and I
were getting along
very nicely.

Yeah. We heard you
were having a very
intense conversation.

Yeah, I was trying
to get into her pants.

That's why
I have these parties.

And did you?

No.
The guy she came in with,
Ken Soames.

The basketball player?

Yeah, decided he wanted
to leave the same way.

He interrupted us, rudely.

Yeah, he's slow,
but no jump shot.

Warms the bench
when he's not home
on a drug suspension.

And he's a friend of yours.
What a coincidence.

First of all,
he's no friend of mine.

Second of all,
if I was in drugs,
which I'm not,

I wouldn't sell them retail
to anyone, let alone
a loser like Soames.

If he's such a loser,
you must've
been pretty upset

when Sharon walked off
with him instead of you, huh?

It was only 5:00 a.m.
The night was still young.

I ended up with a girl
from Cats.Very frisky.

Yo, I gotta get in the tub
before this cools off.

This'll just
take a minute.

Sharon Lasko
was a friend of yours,
am I right?

Yeah, we went out for
a while. It was pretty fun,
but it's over.

We heard you were
keeping it alive at 5:00 a.m.
at Scannell's place.

Those models, man,
they keep hours
like Dracula.

I just wanted
to go home.

Don't you mean,
you just wanted Sharon
to go home with you?

Yeah. But she didn't.

We heard she did.

She went as far as the street
in front of my building.

I went upstairs.
She went to her place.

Did anyone see you go
your separate ways?

What is this?
You think I did
something to her?

Well, your last drug
suspension led off with a DUI
and a swing at a cop.

I mean, you're hotter
off the court
than you are on.

Up yours.
I went upstairs.
She went home.

If you don't believe me,
ask the limo driver.

He went up alone,
but he wasn't
too happy about it.

So they argued?

Well, they were all over each
other at first. You know,
6:00 a.m., a little drunk.

Then he was like, "Come on,
baby, come on, baby,
come on, baby."

And what was
she like?

Well, she didn't
want to.

He tried to drag her
out of the car.

And you,
being a good citizen...

I told him I'd call a cop
if he didn't lay off.

And?

She took care of it herself.
Almost slammed
the door on his hand.

Too bad.
Might've helped
his outside jump shot.

So where'd you take her
after that?

Home and then
the aircraft carrier
with the museum.

The Intrepid?Yeah.

I waited outside her
place while she changed.
Then it was off to the river.

She was worried about how
cold it was. She was just
wearing some skimpy dress.

Her message said
she had a photo shoot.
Did you see a photographer?

No. She just got
out of the car.

How the hell
am I supposed
to remember?

Hey, I'd remember.

You don't take in
1,200 tickets a day.

Hey, Lennie.

Mr. Nakiyama here
thinks he saw her.

I sold her
a double espresso.

I thought maybe
she was Cindy Crawford.

Her name is Sharon Lasko,
if this is
the woman you saw.

Yeah. I saw her.
No milk, four sugars.

I never heard
of Sharon Lasko.

Well, maybe you've
just seen her face.

Yeah. I saw her here.

Was there anybody
with her?

What'd he look like?

We don't know.

A man with a camera.

Ah!

He paid
for the espresso.

Did you get
a good look at him?

I don't remember.

Hmm.

So she was either
with a photographer

or some tourist
taking pictures
of the aircraft carrier.

She wouldn't drag herself
down to the Hudson
after an all-night party

unless it was
for a job.

Twenty-three years old.
She's into limos,
jocks, drug dealers.

I guess you're
planning a convent
for your girls.

I'm planning
to raise them right.

Hey, Rey,
I got news for you.

All your advice
is optional after the day
they buy their first bra.

Yeah, I'll lock them
in their room.

Then we'll arrest you.

Hey, look at this.

The Statue of Liberty?

Oh! Is that that thing
behind the redhead?

Now, look at this.
Lady Liberty again.

Two different models,
same photographer.

You see a pattern?

Some guys have
favorite places.

Yeah, see who's partial
to big boats.

I'm new here. I don't
know whether that's
under "aircraft carrier"

or "Intrepid."

Boats? Ships?Flat-tops?

Oh, here we are, Intrepid.

Looks like
a popular site.

Well, actually,
a lot of these are done
by the same guy.

Ew!

Not your favorite?

Well, I've been here
long enough to hear of him.
Rick Kasteler.

We don't
represent him anymore.

What'd he do?
Screw up his f-stop?

F-stop is right.

A model he was working
with sued the agency.

Said he got up close
and personal
with more than his lens.

We noticed how often
you like to shoot at
the Intrepid, Mr. Kasteler.

Yeah. Well, it's just
something about long legs
against those big gun barrels.

It works.

Cindy, the nose.
They can't get me a kid
without a cold?

When was the last time
you shot there?

About three days ago.

With Sharon Lasko?

Yes. Why?

She's missing.Missing?

Yeah. Have you seen her?

Let's take a break. No.

You seem to be
the last person
to see her.

Except for whoever saw her
after I left the Intrepid.

When might that
have been?

It was about 2:00
in the afternoon.

And what? You just
left her sitting there
among the big gun barrels?

I was late to meet
my wife and son.

He was in a school play,
Peter and the Wolf.

Yeah, well, the thing is,
Rick, we can't seem
to find anybody

who remembers hiring you
to do a shoot with Sharon.

Nobody hired me.
I was doing her a favor.

What kind of favor?

I know how to get these
girls' composites ready
for TV and movie people.

Sharon was looking
to get into that area.

Curtis.BRISCOE:
And these kids?

You're advancing
their careers with the
Mister Mittens campaign?

You never know, Detective.
You never know.

Okay, we're on our way.

They just found
Sharon Lasko.

Carters unload dumpsters here.
That's probably
how she traveled.

Dumpsters from where?

East Side, West Side,
all around the town.

This guy's pooch
uncovered the body.

How messed up
is she?

A little banged up.

But there's a bloody dent
in her skull.

I'm willing to bet
that's pre-mortem.

Diet, exercise, make-up.

How do you like
the photographer?Not much.

He makes his living
shooting runny noses,

but he says Sharon Lasko
expected him to help
make her a star.

He must've done a hell
of a sales job on her.

Maybe it included
a private session.

He gets too friendly
with Sharon, she gets mad.

You think his career
could handle
another lawsuit?

Well, find out exactly
how he earned the last one.

He offered to take
some intimate portraits,
no extra charge.

Said they'd really
open doors.

The only door
he wanted open was mine.

Did he get physical
with you?

It started out
he was touching me.

He said the camera
would pick up my glow.
Then it got too personal.

And he wouldn't stop?

No, he thought
I was enjoying it.

I had bruises
to prove it.

Well, sounds like
you had a criminal case.

A body model
topped up with silicone,

alone with a cheesy
camera-jockey
shooting nudes?

A jury adds that up
and says it was my fault.

So where'd he take you?
His place?

No, he usually
works out of his house,
but his wife was around.

He had the key to an apartment
an ad agency lets
its visiting clients use.

Hmm. Yum!

After you've finished,
they're gonna count
all of these, Jenner.

Yeah. Don't forget
to search my shorts.

How long are you gonna
be here? I've got
a friend coming over.

Yeah. Well, you might
want to make a call
and cancel her.

Now was this place
cleaned up
when you first got here?

Not really. I wasn't due
to come in until tomorrow

and I would have waited,
I didn't know
you guys were coming.

Well, you stand there,
you don't
touch anything else.

Can I put
my clothes on?

Yeah. Please.

Swell place for a party.

Yeah. The PBA ought
to make R and R facilities
like this an item

in the next negotiation.

Yeah. I'd settle
for a raise.

Will you lighten up?

Come on, picture this,
"Detective Rey Curtis

"on his afternoon break
in a Jacuzzi
with a hooker."

Yeah. Picture me lying dead
in an alley with my wife
standing over me.

Hey, what do you know?
A bucket of trash.

Cigarette butts.
Now, do we know,
did Sharon smoke?

Most of them do.
Two ticket stubs.
Adult admissions.

The Intrepid Museum.

So you're still absolutely
sure you left Sharon Lasko
on that ship?

Yes. I already
told you.

And you went
right from the ship
to the school play?

Yes.

You sure you didn't
stop at an apartment
on East 52nd?

Has your wife ever been
to that apartment?

I bet she'd really like
that double tub.

I don't know anything about
what happened to Sharon.

I didn't even know
that she was missing.

Come on, Kasteler.
How'd it go down?

Were you trying to make her
glow for the camera?

You know, you can stop
lying about being there.

Forensics found your
fingerprints and the
fingerprints of Sharon Lasko

at that little
ad agency playpen.

So what? I'm married.
I don't advertise.

You got her there, right?
You got her
out of her clothes.

You got out
the champagne.

So what's my motive?
I was having
too good a time?

Maybe she wanted you
to stop.

She would have
gone all day.

Would have?

So she did pull the plug
on your little party, huh?

No. She'd been up all night.

She said she needed
some coke to keep her going.

I didn't have any.So she said stop.

You got frustrated, right?
You got mad.

No. I got on the phone
to a drug dealer I know.

I got his machine.
By then it was time
to get to my kid's play.

Look, Sharon was in
the shower when I left.
I swear to God.

She had intercourse
within a few hours
before she died.

Any signs of rape?

No. No tearing.
No bruising.

Just enough
to kill her.

Well, standard rape MO
doesn't include breaking the
victim's skull with a bottle.

There was glass in the wound
and some bruises on the neck.

He tried to
strangle her first?

She went down fighting.

There was skin
under her nails.

A different blood type than
the semen. Whoever had sex
with her didn't kill her.

You're sure of that?

Sorry. You're gonna
have to catch the guy
that actually did it.

Thanks for the tip.
Anything else?

Yeah. There was cocaine
in her system.

Thanks again.

Kasteler said he didn't
have any, and the rest
of his story checks.

So what'd she do?
Go back to Scannell?

Well, if he did have drugs,
he would've scored with her
at the party.

But she walked out
with Soames.

Who is also no stranger
to the world
of controlled substances.

I told you,
I never saw her again.
I'm clean now anyway.

Oh, yeah,
and I can slam-dunk.

Look, man, look,
when I first came
into the league

things were
pretty crazy, okay?

But I finally decided
I'd rather keep making

a million bucks a year
than inhale cocaine.

I mean, you find that
so hard to believe?

So where were you
making your money
Friday afternoon?

Right here. Practicing.

But you're still the guy
who would know where a girl
could score some blow.

Look, Sharon
wouldn't come to me.
She knew I was out of it.

So who?

That limo driver, Johnny.

The one who drove you home
from the party?

Yeah. The team
uses that service.

Johnny's always
trying to suck up.

Sharon and I did lines
in the back seat once.

He told her if she
ever wanted some more,
just give him a call.

How come you never
mentioned this before?

What? I'm just gonna
start talking to a couple
of cops about drugs?

Look, I didn't even know
this had anything to do
with Sharon getting murdered.

Passengers ask me for drugs,
they ask me for prostitutes.

One guy even asked
where he could buy a gun.

We're not talking
about the asking, Johnny.

We're talking
about the getting.

Ken Soames
used to pack his nose

during any ride
that lasted longer
than three minutes.

I don't know
where he got his stuff.

What about a pretty girl
like Sharon Lasko?

If she wanted some?

I'm sure she could get it.
But not from me.

Some people think
it helps them perform.
I think it screws them up.

You were worried
about her career?

She rode in my car
a few times. We talked.

She said she was having
trouble getting work after
the Apple Fizz campaign.

What about Friday?

You see her again
after you dropped her off
at the aircraft carrier?

No, no. I headed out for
an airport run, I got caught
in a jam on the Van Wyck.

You know, you guys
are wasting your time
talking to me

when the guy
who killed Sharon
is still running around.

Kasteler's waiting for
a written apology. Just don't
mail it to his wife.

The basketball player's
alibi stands up.

What about
the limo driver?

He would have been
an easy way for Sharon
to feed her habit.

Traffic on the Van Wyck
always sucks.

Five will get you ten
he knows a shortcut
through Brooklyn.

Yeah, he seemed
a little funky.

Why would he kill her?

It sounds like Sharon Lasko
was a girl that was fun
to do drugs with.

Hey, here we go.

Three outgoing calls while
Kasteler was at the ad agency
pad with Sharon.

Kasteler said
he called a drug dealer.

Answering machine. Jerry.

Give that to Narcotics.

Yeah, Imperial Palace?
How's your mu shu? Okay.

He says
it's very, very good.

Kasteler really knows
how to treat a girl.

Oh, I'm sorry,
wrong number.

East River Limo Service.

The one
Johnny drives for.

All right.
Keep on it.

Two guys out
with the flu.

A busted tranny.
And my mechanic
was deported.

His papers looked
kosher to me.

This was Friday afternoon.

Yeah, yeah, here we are.
Let's see.

Uh...

Okay.

Yeah, no. If a Sharon Lasko
got a ride in a limo,
it wasn't one of ours.

Around 2:00.
She called you.

Hey, everybody who rides,
it's in the book.

Well, she might have been
looking for Johnny Stivers.

Johnny?

This was a model?
Good-looking?

Right. Not one of
those ugly models.

I picked up a call from
a girl. She sounded so bad
she must've been gorgeous.

But she's not
in the book?

Right. She wanted to talk
to Johnny directly.

I told her he was busy.
Airport runs back to back.

You're sure of that?

Hey, it's in the book.

So who drove the girl?

Nobody.

I just forwarded the call
to Johnny's cellular.

Where's Johnny now?

Far as I know,
he's home.

And his car?

It's out there.
I'll show you.

A normal good washing
would've still left plenty,

but this seat
was steam cleaned.

You're not gonna find
anything off the surfaces.

One point for Johnny.Ah!

But we do not
stop at surfaces.

They do tune-ups, too.

Glass.

That's enough to compare
with what we found
in Sharon Lasko's head.

Yeah. Now let's see
how this baby
likes UV light.

Glass and blood.

What is it?

I thought you
were done with me?Oh! It's just starting.

John Stivers,
you're under arrest for
the murder of Sharon Lasko.

You have the right
to remain silent.

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

Hey, where are you going?

You also have the right
to have incriminating evidence
in your apartment.

A bloodstained suit
would be nice.

Rey.

A shrine to
the late Sharon Lasko.

You'd think the murder rate
was at an all-time high,

instead of the lowest
in 10 years.

Pretty model,
15 minutes of fame
tragically cut short.

So is our budget.
This have to go to trial?

It won't be
a long one.

She called Johnny Stivers
for a ride just before
she got killed.

Blood's in his car
and we know he was
infatuated with her.

An obsessed fan.

What was his motive?
Trying to get her autograph
and he slipped?

The evidence
is overwhelming
that he killed her.

I don't mind
letting a jury guess

what it was he wanted
from her and didn't get.

Hormones.

Offer to knock off
a couple of years
off the sentence.

He'll take a plea.

Twenty-to-life
instead of 25?

It's a gift.

It is?

What do you give
your girlfriends
on Valentine's Day, Jack?

Jewelry made
out of twigs?

Do you really want to
go to trial, Deirdre?

Her blood was in his car.
His blood was under
her fingernails.

He can do
the full term.

Actually, I was
thinking of man one,
say, three-to-nine.

Three years
for a brutal murder?

That's not thinking.
That's hallucinating.

We'll see.

Here's my notice of
our affirmative defense.

Extreme emotional
disturbance.

You walk in on your wife
in bed with a lover,

that's extreme
emotional disturbance.

Not the violent act
of some kind of
obsessed fan.

That's not what it was.
Sharon and I
had a relationship.

That's right.
You were her driver.
What happened?

Did you get upset
because she made you
give up a parking space?

She was doing it
with that photographer.
I loved her. She loved me.

She did? I'm not aware
there were any photos
of you above her bed.

Read the statute.

The reasonableness
of a defendant's emotion

is to be determined
by the circumstances
as he perceived them to be.

It's irrelevant whether or not
his perceptions are correct.

Is there any indication
that Sharon Lasko
and Johnny Stivers

were more than
passenger and driver?

Well, the police never looked.
They didn't have a reason to.

Well, we do now.

Does it really matter?
Even if he mistakenly
believed

they had
a serious relationship,

he still qualifies
for extreme emotional
disturbance.

Mistakenly,
not idiotically.

If there are no grounds
for his alleged beliefs,

the jury will see
he's just lying.

We're not very close,
but he is my little brother.

I'm not gonna say
anything to hurt him.

He told us
he killed her,
Ms. Stivers.

He said that?

Yes.

The only question
we have is why.

I don't know why
he does anything.

I only see him
a couple times a year.

I moved out of the house
when he was still a kid.

Would you know
if he had a girlfriend?

Me and the rest
of the world.

If Johnny had a girlfriend
it would lead
off the 6:00 news.

Not exactly
Mr. Popularity?

When he was in high school
he used to try out
his lines on me

to work up the nerve to...
For the real girl.

"I'm Johnny, can I buy you
a cup of coffee?"

"Did anyone ever tell you,
you have nice eyes?"

He saw that one
in a movie.

He talked about her
all the time. He drove her
once in a while, you know.

What did he say
about her?

That she was
a good person.

Not stuck-up.
That she liked him.

Even though he was
just a limo driver?

Hey, I'm a limo driver,
I do great.

No offense.

It just seems he was
starstruck about her.

Yeah. We were in a bar once,
watching this ball game,

her commercial came on.

He went nuts,
telling everybody
to shut up and watch.

Do you think
they were intimate?

I don't think so.

Did he say he did?

He said it was
gonna happen.

He had taken her on
a date to the Ginger Club,
said she got pretty hot.

He said he took her to
the Ginger? Sure. He took her
there and dropped her off.

So there was nothing
going on between them?

Mmm.

She might have made nice
with the guy
once in a while.

Made nice?

Talked nice.

I've seen the guy.
He's homely.

So she wasn't interested?

Look, there was
one interesting thing
about that guy.

He had good cocaine,
and he gave it to her
for free.

Could he have believed
that she loved him?

Hmm?

Did you ever want
something from a guy
you weren't interested in?

Sure.

Smiled when
you asked him for it?

Let his arm
brush against your boob?

She led him on for drugs?

No. She wouldn't have
gone to bed for it.

But I think she made
a little sweet conversation.

It was pathetic. He never
had a chance with her.
She was using him.

When he finally realized that,
it must've made him angry.

If you'll pardon my ignorance,
isn't your theory of the case

getting to be
a little like theirs?

They say he was
an outraged boyfriend

and you say
he was an outraged
would-be boyfriend.

There's a world of difference
between a jealous lover

and some horny bastard
who's mad he can't
get to first base.

Eloquent. Can't wait
for your closing argument.

Johnny Stivers' motive was
garden-variety frustration.

If that qualifies
as extreme
emotional distress,

then almost
any murderer qualifies.

They're all upset
about something.

Just be careful they don't
have a killer who's more
sympathetic than your victim.

We found
her body in a landfill.

It had been thrown in
a dumpster and carried
there in a garbage truck.

Was it bloody?

Yes, the skull
was fractured
through to the brain.

I see.

And when you first
interviewed the defendant
about her murder,

did he seem upset by it?

No. He acted as if
he barely knew her.

Did Mr. Stivers say that
he saw Ms. Lasko
on the last day of her life?

Yes, he said he had
driven her home
from a party

along with
a basketball player
named Ken Soames.

And did he say what
she and Mr. Soames
did in his presence?

He said they were
all over each other.

In a sexual way?

Yes.

Did he seem upset
by that?

No, he didn't.

When you searched
Mr. Stivers' apartment
after his arrest,

what did you find
on the wall
of his bedroom?

All kinds of pictures
of Sharon Lasko,

ads cut out of newspapers,
calendars, you name it.

He didn't just
have a photo or two
in a silver frame,

like a man might have
of his girlfriend?

Objection.JUDGE FILMORE: Overruled.

No, it was a full-out shrine,
like somebody obsessed.

Move to strike.
The witness
is not a psychologist.

Sustained.
The jury will disregard
the witness' last remark.

I have no more questions.

Detective Briscoe,
is this one of
the photographs

that you saw
on Mr. Stivers' bedroom wall?

Yes, one of the many.

Would you
describe it, please?

It's a glossy photo of
Sharon Lasko with
an inscription on the front.

Please read it.

"To Johnny, my main man
in a big car.
Love, Sharon."

Like the kind of note
a man might get
from his girlfriend?

Objection.

He asked the same question.

And you objected.

And he overruled.

Counselors!

The objection is overruled.
The witness may answer.

What was the question?

Is that inscribed
photograph

the kind of memento
a man might get
from his girlfriend?

Possibly, yes.

Mr. Soames,
were you ever
in the presence

of Sharon Lasko
and Johnny Stivers?

Yes. He used to
drive us sometimes.

And what kinds of things
would she say to him?

She'd ask him to drive
her places. She'd ask him
to get her drugs.

And what kinds of things
would he say to her?

He'd try to
make conversation,

try to impress her
by telling her
about places he'd been,

celebrities he'd driven.

And how would
she react?

When he wasn't around,
she'd laugh about him.

She knew he liked her.
She thought it was funny.

She didn't think
highly of him?

She didn't think
anything of him.

And he knew that?

It was pretty obvious.

Thank you.

Mr. Soames, we've heard
testimony that
on the day Ms. Lasko died,

you and she
had sexual contact

in the back seat
of Mr. Stivers' car.

It wasn't sexual.

What would you call it?

It was just like
some making out,
some kissing, some petting.

And Mr. Stivers
could see you?

If he looked
in the rear-view mirror.

Did you and Ms. Lasko have
more extensive sexual contact
in Mr. Stivers' car?

Yes.What did you do?

After another party once,
we had sex.

Sexual intercourse?

Yeah.

And Mr. Stivers
could see what
Ms. Lasko was doing?

I suppose.

And she performed
this act

in Mr. Stivers' presence
after she knew
how he felt about her?

Yeah, I guess so.

If you were in his place,
how would that make you feel?

Objection!

Withdrawn.
No further questions.

Well, I think her behavior
with Soames should have
made things pretty clear

even to Johnny Stivers.

Men have a way of
deluding themselves.

I hope you're not speaking
from personal experience.

Not recent. I hope.

She was having sex
with another man
in front of him,

that's not exactly
a valentine.

Yeah, but the defense
brought it up to make him
look like a victim.

She did him wrong.

He was practically
a stranger. How could
she have done him wrong?

Promiscuous women, Claire.

They still get put on trial
even after they're dead.

Whenever I drove her,
we talked.

She talked about her career
and personal things, too.

Her family, her brother,
he was having
some trouble at school.

We've heard testimony
that she just
ordered you around,

like a servant.

No. She loved me.

Mr. Soames was wrong?

Well, he wasn't
always with us.

She was dumping him anyway.

How did you know that?

She told me.

That morning,
when I brought them home
from the party,

she wouldn't go upstairs
with him.

She didn't want to.

Did you think
that was because
you were there?

Yes. She wanted me
to see that
things were changing.

She asked me
to meet her later.

Did she tell you why?

Well, I had asked her
for a coffee. It was kind of
a standing invitation.

She said she would.

And she said she wanted me
to get her some coke.

What did you do?

I got some for her,
as a gift.

I knew she was tired.

Where did you get it?

Tenth Avenue, in the 40s.
It's not very hard to find.

And that afternoon
Sharon did call you?

Yeah, I was just
finishing up another job.

And I went right over
and picked her up.

What happened then?

I asked her
if she wanted to have
a coffee in Little Italy.

And she said she didn't.
She just wanted the coke.

Did she tell you why?

Yeah. She said
nothing went better
with sex than coke,

and she had just had sex
with that photographer.

What did you say to her?

I thought we had a date.
She laughed.

What else did she say?

"Home, James."
And she laughed again.

She was very high.

What happened then?

I got in the back seat
with her.

I couldn't understand
why she had changed.

She loved me.
She told me so.

I tried to kiss her.
We did that before,
many times.

She slapped me,
said that I made her sick.

And I felt my neck
starting to get hot

and I hit her
with a bottle.

But I never, never
wanted that to happen.

I loved that woman.

Quite a performance.

Everything but a chorus of
"You picked a fine time
to leave me, Lucille."

You really think
he got that cocaine
for Sharon just as a favor?

He thought
he was gonna have
a party with her,

like all the other guys.

She said no,
and he got mad.

Wait a minute. He told the
police that he was booked
all that day on airport runs,

and he was stuck in traffic
on the Van Wyck.

When did he have time
to cruise the West Side
looking for drugs?

He couldn't have been
stuck in traffic too bad.

When Sharon called him,
he got right to her.

Maybe he was hanging around
waiting for her call.

He was obsessed with her.

So one of
the airport runs
was a phony?

At least one had to be.

But why book a phony run?
He could have just said
he didn't have a job.

Because it doesn't
create an alibi.

Premeditation.

Which makes
his whole defense a crock.

Those airport runs,
what do we know about them?

I don't know about those
names, the bookings
go back a lot of months.

Your accountant
doesn't make you keep
a paper trail that long?

I have a record of
the charges, but the names
of the passengers?

I'm sorry.

Who paid for the limo?

It's a corporate account.

Okay, then,
I'll take its name.

I don't know,
these are confidential
business records.

This is
a murder investigation.

I can have you subpoenaed.

Murder?

If you don't cooperate,
you could go to jail.

Wait a minute.
This is just some kind
of little tax thing.

What is?

Well, I don't really
understand it.

The owner of the agency
used to book

a lot of dummy limousine runs
with Mr. Stivers.

To do what?

I don't know.
That was between him
and the owner, Mr. Scannell.

Frederick Scannell was
talking with Sharon Lasko
at the party

eight hours
before she was killed.

The police thought
he was trying
to pick her up.

Scannell is
a major drug dealer.

This Johnny Stivers
works for him.

Stivers doles out drugs
to Sharon Lasko.

Wild idea, but her death
just might have something
to do with drugs.

Which means something
to do with Scannell.

Get the police
back into it.

We know Scannell has
a Colombian connection.

We know the stuff
lands in the Southeast.

He's been laughing
in my face for 10 years.

You can't make
a move on him?

We can't even stop him
from getting
a liquor license.

He's never within
100 miles of the product.

He uses cut-outs,
couriers, safe houses
rented by other people.

Couriers, a guy in a limo
who fits in at the airport,

that's pretty good cover
for moving quantities.

Is there any correlation
between the dummy runs

Scannell booked
Johnny Stivers for
and Scannell's activities?

Let's see, January 9th,

Scannell was
in Palm Springs.

February 1st, Lake Tahoe,
and on and on.

And he worked pretty hard
to not be around

while Johnny
was running his errands.

The only time
he was in the city

was the day
Sharon Lasko was killed.

Some sweetheart
she picked
to get mixed up with.

You think he booked
the phony limo run to buy
Johnny time to kill her?

He booked the limo.
It didn't go anyplace.
And Johnny did kill her.

Why? What was Sharon Lasko
to Scannell?

He says just
a potential roll in the sack
who turned him down.

So he had her killed?
I know some men
who take rejection hard...

There's no evidence
she was in the drug business
with him.

And she's not
in the surveillance.Maybe she was new.

Maybe she was discreet.

Well, the way she ran around
the last day of her life,

she doesn't impress me
as a very discreet person.

Go back to her friends.
Find out what the hell
really happened.

Look, I've got
closing arguments tomorrow.
Okay?

I can't believe you people.
I've been reading
about this trial.

Why don't you
dig Sharon up
and kick her around?

Hey, we just
want to bury her killer
or killers.

Killers?
You got that creep.

He was part of
a major drug organization.

Oh, God.

Oh, what?

Sharon was doing great.

And part of doing great
in this business

is going to the right places
and being seen.

And at some of those places,
there's drugs involved.

And Sharon didn't know
how to just say no?

Look, she had
a great look.

But she was insecure,
and with the drugs
she felt more confident.

And the more
confident you are
the better you look,

until you start
showing up late
and looking like hell.

You think drugs led Sharon
into bad company?

I don't know.

I had to get her
out of my life.

It would really
help us to know,

could Sharon
have been involved
in the drug business?

As a customer.

What about as a courier?
Models travel.

Sharon always
worked in New York.

Look, as far as I know,

her biggest drug connection
was her boyfriend,

that basketball player.

Come on, Soames, we all
know her modeling career
was circling the bowl.

Look, I knew Sharon, okay?

The last thing
she would ever do
is sell drugs.

Well, the last thing
is what people do
when they're desperate.

You always had a good supply.
Maybe she was selling drugs
to you?

That's ridiculous.

Where'd you get your coke?

It's not hard,
although I know you guys
are working on it.

Smart guy.

We start poking around
in your life

and mail the results
to the commissioner,

you'll be hustling basketball
on the playgrounds.

What are you fellows
coming down on me for?
Huh?

I mean, you know
I didn't kill Sharon.

You were at a party
given by Scannell.

Your girlfriend
was in a conversation
with Scannell.

The guy that owns
the club? So what?

So how well
did Sharon know him?

She didn't.
She just met him that night.

How do you know that?

She didn't even know
who he was.

When we first walked in,
she asked me

if he was
the spray-on hair guy
from the infomercials.

So she had no connection
with Scannell?

No.

Look, in her entire life
she had that one short
conversation with him.

It was about drugs,
but it was stupid.

It was about drugs?

It wasn't business.
She was drunk,
telling him some story

about how some jerk
tried to impress her

by showing her
a whole trunk
full of cocaine.

A trunk
full of cocaine?

Did Mr. Scannell
seem interested in that?

He would have
seemed interested
to hear her hat size.

He wanted to do her.

Did she say
who showed her
the cocaine?

I didn't even stop to listen.

I just wanted
to take her home.

Was it Johnny Stivers?

A limo driver?

You said he was always
trying to impress her.

Yeah, but where would
he get that much blow?

Well, I'm glad you've come
to your senses, Jack.

Only the price has gone up
since my client's appearance
on the stand.

Man one.
Year, year pro.

The price has gone
higher than that.

Our motion to amend
the indictment.

Murder one?Killing a witness.

What are they
talking about?

Your murder
of Sharon Lasko,
Mr. Stivers.

It was a crime of passion,
like you said.

Only it was
Frederick Scannell's passion,
wasn't it?

I don't know
anybody named Scannell.

Think about it.

If Scannell talks first,
he gets the deal,
and you get to die.

My client and I have
been reading the papers.

Someone else has confessed
to this murder.

Someone who worked
for Mr. Scannell.

Here it comes again.
You guys never give up.

No, we don't.

I think Sharon Lasko
had a very important
conversation with you

the night before
she was murdered.Yeah.

I said, "Do you want
to come to my place?"

She said,
"Maybe some other time."

She told you
someone showed her
a trunk full of cocaine.

Did she?

Yes. And I think
it was your cocaine.

And that's not very likely.
I don't have any cocaine.

And you didn't like
hearing that from some
dizzy bimbo at a party.

Do you have
a theory here, McCoy,

or are you just
spraying Cheez Whiz
into the wind?

Sharon Lasko
was blabbing to strangers

that Johnny Stivers
showed her
a large amount of cocaine

that belonged to your client,
in a vehicle that was
regularly used by your client.

So your client ordered
Mr. Stivers to kill her

before she blabbed
to the wrong stranger.

And you're gonna
prove this how?

We have Mr. Stivers.

The guy's about to get off
with a slap on the wrist
for manslaughter.

You think he's gonna
confess to murder one?

They're here.

Let's ask him.

We're leaving now.

That would be
a mistake, Mr. Scannell.

You'd miss your only chance
to avoid a death sentence.

I thought we had the offer?

First one to talk
wins life in prison.

If I'm the master criminal
you say I am,

this guy wouldn't stay
alive six months
in prison if he talks.

Make another threat,
you'll leave this office
under arrest.

Don't exert yourself.

I don't care
if you do kill me!

Shut up.Fred.

He knew I loved her,
he thought that made it funny.

You're an idiot.
You can still
walk out of here.

I got a call
to go to a corner
on the East Side.

He got into the car
with two men.

He said Sharon
had to be shut up

and she was so stupid
there was only
one way to do it

and it was up to me,
because it was my fault.

I told him
I couldn't kill her,
I loved her.

He said fine,
then they'd kill her
and me.

One of the men
took out a gun.

I was very scared.

I'm... I'm so sorry.

Deal, Jack?

Murder two. The maximum.

Now you're gonna die.

I'm doing it for Sharon.

This kid falls in love
with a girl he had no chance
in the world to get.

And in a stupid,
hopeless attempt
to impress her,

he shows her $1 million
worth of cocaine.

Yeah. I guess etchings
don't work anymore.

And as a result,
he ends up
having to kill her.

It's a story for Sophocles.

Or Larry, Moe and Curly.

Yeah, I always
loved those guys.