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♪ I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon ♪

♪ After all I knew it had to be something to do with you ♪

♪ I really don't mind.. ♪

Let him go!

(male #1) 'He didn't do anything.'

Look, they are coming down the stairs.

Let him go!

He didn't do anything!

What you got, huh?

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

We want real justice!

Did you know there'd be all these cameras?

It's a big case.

Oh, God, Greg. You could be governor.

You should have a better wife.

Anna..

...be strong.

Greg. They want a statement.

♪ Not for me then you'd be dead ♪

♪ I picked you up and put you back.. ♪♪

'Sir, you were gonna make a statement please.'

Good afternoon, I'm ADA Harold Mott.

Allow me to introduce Greg Vizcaino.

He's the lead prosecutor on the Stacy Hall case.

Two days ago Stacy Hall

a young Yale graduate, was on a morning jog

when her life was violently cut short.

We grieve with her parents.

The man you just saw led away is Antonio Mendez

who we will prove is responsible for this shocking crime.

Now, Mr. Mott and I will take any questions.

[indistinct chatter]

[thunder rumbling]

[dramatic music]

That was six hours well spent, I'll tell you that.

(Lilly) 'Ah, the training seminar.'

Yeah, this guy has never been on the line.

Never worked a homicide.

But he's an expert.

(Nick) 'His answer for everything..'

...auto-erotic asphyxiation.

- You guys get dinner? - There's pizza in the fridge.

Every job that ever

happened in Philly, was auto-erotic asphyxiation.

Thanks for coming, Mrs. Vizcaino.

Greg wasn't perfect.

But he was no thief.

I hear you.

Hi.

- Hey, Gil. - Rush. Gents.

Who's, uh, who's the visitor?

In from Connecticut. Husband was killed in 2000.

- The job never came in. - Good-lookin' widow.

Guy was from Connecticut but died in Philly?

Yeah, the case was a bag of bones from the start.

Actually, Valens, you might want to take a look at it.

Yeah? Why me?

The guy was Puerto Rican.

Greg Vizcaino.

What was his story?

Up and coming DA in New Haven.

Turns up 150 miles away

in North Philly, stabbed to death.

He prosecuting somebody put a hit out on him?

Ah, I looked into that

and all the other thugs he put away.

The widow bring you something new?

Harold Mott.

'He partnered with Vizcaino on a murder case'

'at the time he died.'

And?

And now Mott's in a runoff for state treasurer.

- He's knocking the dead guy. - How?

Last week, a reporter lookin' for dirt

found that 10K went missing

from the DA's office, back in 2000.

So this Mott get accused of takin' it?

Now, he points to Vizcaino.

That's handy. He can't defend himself.

But the widow says no way did he take it.

But if he did, it could be connected to his murder.

So New Haven's the beginning, North Philly's the end.

What's the middle?

Auto-erotic asphyxiation.

[theme music]

Greg Vizcaino.

35, grew up in the New Haven barrio.

Went to Cornell, then Yale Law School.

Success story.

So what's he doing in North Philly?

(John) 'No family or work connect.'

He was supposed to be in court the next day

on this murder trial, but for some reason he drives 150 miles

to Philly, the night before.

(John) 'Maybe the answer's tied to the missin' money.'

So why do we believe he took it?

Just 'cause some politician said so?

We don't believe it yet, Scotty. We're gonna check it out.

Maybe I'll look at this job. Sinclair Thomas.

You got any direction?

I just like his name.

If Vizcaino did need money, why?

Gambling debt, blackmail?

'It's gotta be something personal.'

Lill, you don't stab someone 12 times

just to rob them, then leave the car and money behind.

Hey, this Harold Mott, the guy who said

Vizcaino swiped the cash, took over as lead prosecutor

after Greg died, won the case, made him a household name

in New Haven.

Now he's on the political track.

It could have been Vizcaino's future

if someone hadn't shanked him.

Well, maybe there's your motive.

Let's start with Mott, and see why he's saying

Vizcaino stole the money.

A road trip to New Haven?

Job's gonna spring for Howard Johnson's?

Sure, but the boys gotta bunk together.

Junior guy gets the cot.

No way.

That's a known fact.

[instrumental music]

We called him Golden Greg.

Good looking, smart as a whip.

A plus guy.

Yet you told the New Haven register

that this great guy stole that money.

Look, I hate to tarnish his name

but when it was suggested I took it

I was pushed to the wall.

Well, why would Greg do that, take the 10 grand?

I wouldn't speculate about that.

Best guess.

Greg wasn't himself at the end.

How's that?

The Hall case was the big leagues.

Got a White jogger raped and killed by a Latino kid.

It was a slam dunk

'till the kid recanted his confession'

and then, it got tough.

And Greg couldn't take it?

It was his first time as lead prosecutor

and he-he started out great but he lost focus.

Yeah? How?

At work he was all over the map

pulling vice reports, making weird phone calls.

He-he just seemed distracted by something other than the case.

You ask him about it?

No, he was first chair.

I wasn't supposed to question him.

He ever mention Philadelphia?

No. But he would disappear for hours at a time.

Maybe he went there.

So in the middle of your case, he'd go AWOL

'and you had no idea where to?'

I know where he went one time.

If this gets out, it-it's a Pandora's box though.

It won't get out.

The day before he disappeared

Greg did something that any law student would tell you

is incredibly unethical.

♪ Are these times contagious ♪

I just heard from the prison ward at county.

Yeah.

They said you visited Antonio last night.

I said that had to be wrong.

Harold, I know what I'm doing.

You visited the defendant without his lawyer present?

You know what this could do to our case, right?

You know you could be disbarred.

It's under control. It's fine.

Fine? Greg, what is goin' on?

- Nothing. - Where you going?

I got to be someplace.

We're in the middle of a trial!

And I'm first chair, telling you, I gotta be someplace.

I know what I'm doing.

♪ To run ♪

♪ Yeah ♪♪

I don't care what Greg said.

He was drowning. And the next day, he was dead.

Antonio was the guy you were prosecuting?

Serving a life sentence now.

Real tough luck kid.

Tried suicide in jail before the trial.

So you never told anyone about Greg's visit?

No. It would have led to a mistrial.

And you wouldn't make the front page.

Oh.. Antonio confessed to rape and murder.

But recanted.

Public defender gets involved, it's always the strategy.

Bottom line, I wasn't gonna let that kid walk

because Greg was crackin' up.

What do you think happened to Greg?

He was a striver, and on his way but..

...he wasn't ready for the job

and being proud, he wouldn't ask for help, so he self-destructed.

Whole thing was an American tragedy.

[buzzing]

Detectives Jeffries and Vera, Antonio.

Philly cops, huh?

I don't like talkin' to police.

We gotta ask you about Greg Vizcaino.

The lawyer that died in the middle of your trial.

Wasn't me. I was locked up.

'Well, we know he came to see you before he died.'

You tell anybody about that?

What for?

He give you money to stay quiet?

Try and pay you to plead guilty?

I am guilty. Haven't you heard?

What did Greg want with you that night?

Make sure the case was gonna go his way.

I tried to hang myself.

He thought I wouldn't make it to trial.

Blow his chance to be a hero.

That what he told you?

"You got to stay alive, Antonio.

"My ass is on the line here."

Except he's the one who don't make it.

Didn't make a difference.

Cops had me on video sayin' I did it.

Got sent here for life.

[dramatic music]

Antonio went in 10 minutes.

I'm almost embarrassed to show you how easy it was.

Almost feel sorry for him, don't you?

We got a saying here, "If they weren't dumb

"we wouldn't catch 'em."

Applies in Philadelphia too.

Here goes.

I seen her running in the park.

(male #2) 'Did you chase her?'

No. Just waited for her to pass.

Then what did you do?

Jumped her.

He took it all back once he got a lawyer.

- You testify at trial? - Sure.

I was the lead detective.

Hey, guys. This is Sergeant Sal Martin.

'He worked the Stacy Hall job.'

- Hi. - Welcome to New Haven.

'Lilly Rush, Scotty Valens.'

Hey.

Boricua.

Por parte de mi madre. Mi padre, qua.

According to Harold Mott

'Greg was unraveling the last few weeks of his life.'

Yeah, how'd he seem to you?

Alright.

You don't say that like you mean it.

Well, stressed maybe.

Bright young star of the DA's office.

People talkin' about your political future.

- It's a lot of pressure. - Right.

Any reason he'd need 10K?

We could all use 10K.

But Greg in particular?

He was a good kid..

...but even good kids growing up in bad neighborhoods

pick up bad habits.

What kind of bad habits?

Crap.

Greg was a good guy.

That's what Harold Mott said.

Everyone has a dark side.

Greg's was...pretty dark.

♪ Oh Lordy trouble so hard.. ♪

(Sal) 'Hey.'

That's the last I wanna see you.

Get out of here.

♪ Trouble so hard ♪

♪ Don't nobody know my troubles but God ♪

♪ Don't nobody know my troubles.. ♪

Way behind on payments, Greg.

I know, I know.

This is all I have right now.

When's the next installment coming?

This guy bothering you, counselor?

No, detective. It's alright.

[scoffs]

I-I was just..

Walkin' the murder scene again?

Stacy Hall was killed at the park down the street.

You were just checking out the area for yourself. Right?

Right.

Just walkin' the scene.

Don't make it so obvious, Greg.

♪ Trouble so hard ♪

♪ Don't nobody know my troubles but God ♪

♪ Don't nobody know.. ♪♪

I seen him a lot with this dealer, a guy named Kiki.

It was known on the street that he had a habit.

Kind of an open secret?

Look, I don't want to speak ill of the dead

but a coke habit, takes a lot of cash.

So despite what the widow says maybe Greg was a thief.

And an addict.

Yeah. Maybe.

So Golden Greg is losing it at work

blowin' his murder case and feedin' a coke habit.

Which still doesn't tell us how he winds up in Philly.

I just hope I don't come down

with a cold sleepin' in Siberia all night.

Man, you need the windows open for fresh air.

So you told me.

You guys work out the cot problem?

'Yeah, we drew straws.'

Vera lost.

And leaves all miffed, doesn't come back.

You worried?

Ah, he went out to check out

the hot spots of New Haven with Martin.

All I want to know is, uh, who's Lina?

Hey.

"Listen now, Lina.

"Just sing it one more time."

- Stop that. - You talk in your sleep, man.

- Mmm. - Ah, look who's here.

Rough night, Vera?

This city blows. Nothin' to do.

Can I get some coffee over here?

Did Martin tell you where to find that dealer?

Uh, Eden Park.

Look for some crazy guy with dreadlocks.

Ready?

Drop me off at New Haven PD?

I'll catch up.

He's payin'.

Smell that, smell that.

Kiki Solano?

Uh-oh, clear the street.

New Haven's finest on the beat.

What's up, Five-O?

Five-bro?

Yeah. Detectives Jeffries and Valens from Philly.

We're here about Greg Vizcaino.

DA who got killed four years ago.

You ain't gotta tell me who Greg V is.

Went to grade school together.

The day he died, whoo, hysteria in the area.

'Whole barrio dressed in black.'

We know you were selling him blow before he died.

This all I sell.

Strictly botanical, always organic.

Well, we ain't narcs.

We know Greg owed you money.

You kill him over that?

Greg was my brother.

'Hermanos.'

I wasn't worried about his debts.

I was worried about his soul.

Yeah? Why?

They loved him at the DA's.

'Cause he was light, bright, and damn near white.

I tried to get him to see that they was just usin' him.

♪ You called me strong you called me weak ♪

♪ But still your secrets I will keep ♪

♪ You took for granted all the times ♪

♪ I never let you down.. ♪♪

'Why you got to parade that kid in front of the cameras, G?'

'To show he's Puerto Rican?'

I'll parade any murderer in the street.

And put that lady's rich White parents on display?

It's facts, Kiki. She's White, he's not.

That kid didn't do it.

Then why'd he confess?

And why'd he recant?

He's from the barrio like us.

Got to listen to the word.

What word is that?

The streets have eyes, and they tell no lies.

The streets know something about this murder.

Am I supposed to call the streets as witnesses?

I got a deal for you, G.

Check out what the streets got to say..

...and I won't sell to her no more.

(Valens) 'Who would you stop sellin' to?'

Anna.

Greg's wife.

She hooked on the incense?

You said you wasn't narcotics, playa.

So his wife was the one with the coke problem?

Gone on the wagon. Rode it hard but..

...the wheels come off every now and then

when things got bumpy.

Greg take you up on the deal?

I held up my end.

Don't know about G.

What was the word from the streets?

That kid didn't kill the lady.

It was the Kennedy brothers.

Like John and Bobby, you mean?

That's one good tip, Kiki. Thanks.

It was a leftover thing from college.

Used it to get me through stressful times.

Way your dealer tells it, sounds more like a meal

than a leftover.

Yeah, I was out of control. I admit that.

So you're in debt to Kiki. Greg needed money to pay it.

My husband would never steal.

That missing money had nothing to do with him.

Got to look at the facts, Anna.

I told Gil Sherman.

He was no thief.

Sometimes when you love someone

you only see them like you want to.

But I changed my views over the last four years.

I was so ashamed then.

Of what?

(man on TV) '...completed its recount as Vice President Gore'

'has only picked up 54 votes on Governor Bush.'

Did you get my message?

I was working.

I don't believe you.

You're doin' that crap, Anna, in the house, with the girls here.

- Where do you go? - I'm working.

Who calls here and hangs up every time I say, hello?

Do you hear how paranoid you sound?

I brought the car in for service and they asked

why there was so much mileage built up on it.

Where do you go?

I cannot talk to you when you are wired.

Tell me!

♪ I'm okay I think God can explain ♪

♪ I believe I'm the same.. ♪♪

Kiss me.

[sobbing]

You won't do it, will you?

Not when you're like this.

How are you gonna be governor with your secrets?

What do you think he was hiding?

I know what he was hiding.

I'm not proud of it

but I looked through his briefcase once

and found some newspaper ads.

For escorts.

Call girls?

Boys.

He had some names circled.

His favorite seemed to be one named Ramone.

You confront him?

Nah, I was too shocked.

Ashamed.

But if people find out now, so be it.

If my husband was gay..

...well, that isn't a crime.

Yeah, but stealin' is.

That's why I want his name cleared.

Do you remember what newspapers they were, Anna?

They were those free rags you find on the street.

"Action," "Gay Times," "City Paper."

You sure about that? "The City Paper?"

- Hmm. - That's from Philadelphia.

Hmm.

Maybe we finally got our Philly connect.

So he wasn't a coke head?

That was his wife.

He was busy prowlin' for boys.

But why in Philly?

Too much to loose if he's found out in New Haven.

Hartford's closer, Scotty, New York.

Well, maybe he started there

and something or someone brought him here.

Maybe Ramone.

Remember Harold Mott said

Greg was looking at vice reports instead of workin'.

Yeah?

Maybe with all this stress

he went lookin' for comfort.

Arrest reports could tell him where to find it by name.

Easy targets too.

More willing to play if they've been arrested before.

(John) 'Go see Harold Mott again.'

Get some details on the reports.

Don't count on him being too helpful.

No? Why?

'I've been followin' that missin' money.'

Only Greg and Harold had access.

Yeah?

Guess who lost a bundle on tech stocks in early 2000?

Harold.

And he was in hot water until suddenly nine grand appears

in his wife's stock account

a week after the 10K goes missin'.

You send it to New Haven PD?

So don't be surprised if Harold pulls the welcome mat.

I knew if I timed it just right..

You can't stay away from the place?

I'm dropping gloves off for Lill.

The temperature went down 20 degrees over the day.

Yeah, well, she's still up there.

I'm just gonna leave them at the desk.

She doesn't like to see me here.

Too friendly.

Well, there are worse things.

You know, you dress way better than the average cop.

That ain't sayin' a lot.

No, I guess not.

Your girlfriend pick out your clothes?

No, I don't have a girlfriend.

I mean, I used to but she's in the hospital right now.

- Sorry. - She's okay.

- She's getting out. - That's good.

Uh, even though, we're not really together anymore..

I work at McGinty's Tavern, if you ever want a free beer.

Yeah, okay.

See ya.

[instrumental music]

Oh, great.

- What do you want? - Bad day?

The cops and press are all over me

because of you sticking your nose in this.

That's the price of being a public figure, Harold.

We need to know more about Greg Vizcaino.

I told you what I know. He cracked.

The price of being put in the game before you're ready.

Hmm. But you were ready.

I tried to help him.

But you can't expect the water boy

to play quarterback.

The vice reports he was pulling

any reason to think he was using them for personal reasons?

What the hell. Yeah.

Golden Greg, liked his boys young and cheap.

Go on.

[speaking Spanish]

Ramon..

[speaking Spanish]

Ramon, from Juniper Street.

Another Puerto Rican packer?

- Screw you. - No, screw you.

We've got the trial of the year to prep for

and you're chasing male hookers.

Yeah, that's exactly what I'm doing

'cause I'm a promiscuous Latin.

And a lightweight token.

You barely made it through Acme Law School.

You calling me a lightweight?

Spare me the barrio superiority.

So you grew up poor and hungry.

Boo freakin' hoo.

It doesn't entitle you to my job.

No, my being smarter than you entitles me to my job.

- You're delusional. - And you're a cracker flunky.

Pfft.

He was a disgrace to his heritage.

Well, you'd know all about that, huh?

You wanted the truth.

While I was busting my ass on the Hall trial

he was in here using vice reports to chase boyfriends.

(Lilly) 'And who's Ramon?'

A name he got off a report.

Probably some barrio trick.

Is there a Juniper Street in New Haven?

Not that I know of.

We done here?

Yeah. We're done.

[instrumental music]

You know a hustler named Ramon

Puerto Rican, probably in his 20s?

What do I look like, 411?

Came from Connecticut.

Showed up about four years ago.

Four years ago I'm in high school.

So that's a no?

Try the boy trade theater on 13th Street.

Will do.

Any luck?

Squat.

We covered all of Juniper Street.

I wish we had a sketch on this guy.

We're chasing a ghost.

Ah, let's try the theater.

You ever notice how we're the ones

always chasing the Marys.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

You know a trick named Ramon?

Pretty boy wearing the cap.

- Ramon? - Nah.

You're not Ramon formally of New Haven?

Look, I didn't do nothing. I was just talking to that guy.

We want to know about Greg Vizcaino.

- I don't know no Greg. - He was a DA in New Haven.

- You two hung out. - He was your boyfriend.

Maybe you had a lover's quarrel and you killed him.

Whoa, I didn't kill nobody.

He had it bad for you. He even left his wife and kids.

Chased you down here from New Haven.

Wouldn't take no for an answer.

(John) 'Killed him to get rid of him?'

Look, that's all crazy.

I never knew him in New Haven.

Then why did he come down here looking for you?

Come on, boyfriend, why was he looking for you?

Because of what I saw.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

[Santana singing "Put Your Lights On"]

♪ All you sinners ♪

♪ Put your lights on ♪

♪ Put your lights on ♪

You want a date?

No. I want to talk.

You paying for it, you can have anything.

♪ Put your lights on ♪

♪ Put your lights on ♪

♪ Hey now.. ♪♪

'I want to hear about that lady'

in the park back in New Haven.

- I don't know nothing. - Ramon, you do.

You saw.

How do you know my name?

You ain't gay, are you?

No.

So you never had your ass kicked by bastards.

No.

You think you're just gonna die in the street

and no one's gonna care?

I don't need them brothers mad at me.

What brothers?

Look, just forget it.

I didn't see nothing low at all.

And I ain't going back to Connecticut.

'There's a kid sitting in prison'

for killing that woman.

He just tried to hang himself. He's 17.

'If you saw someone else hurt her'

you got to say so right now, Ramon.

[sighs]

Two White guys.

It was dark, how could you tell?

Everybody knows them.

They come to the park to buy drugs.

So who are these White guys?

College kids.

Like to beat up on innos like me.

And all the queens knew to watch out for the Kennedys.

- Kennedys? - Two brothers, I think.

They used to drive an old green Volvo.

Told the cops what you saw?

I told Martin.

Some Puerto Rican cop on the case.

Yeah, we know Martin.

You told him you saw the Kennedys attack the woman?

But he said no, that I didn't see nothing

and that I better get out of New Haven.

So, Martin's the reason you booked it to Philly?

He told me if he ever saw me back there

that it would be the last time.

So Martin was a dirty cop.

Why else would he ignore the tip from Ramon?

I didn't believe him. The kid's a hustler.

Or because he already got his confession from Antonio

didn't want to mess with a solid case.

Let's go a step further.

- We think Martin killed Greg? - Phew.

If he knew Greg found Ramon, it gives him a motive.

(John) Alright, go back to Antonio.

See how Martin got the confession from him.

Boss, we saw the tape.

Just see where it takes us, Nick.

Try to place Martin in Philly that night?

The second time we've heard about these Kennedy brothers.

Now, who can help us find them?

[instrumental music]

Don't seem so crazy now, does it?

We looked in enrollment for every college in New Haven.

There were no Kennedy brothers listed in 2000.

Forget literal. Think subliminal.

That ain't their real names.

Just what we called them sports around here.

Didn't think about telling New Haven PD about them?

Player, please.

They gonna believe the dreadlock guy

or the college boys?

Plus, talking to cops is bad for business.

Well, Greg believed you, Kiki.

And he found the witness who saw them attack the jogger.

- For real? - Yeah.

- Local hustler. - That why G was in Philly?

He died trying to prove Antonio was innocent.

Guess we both kept our promise.

We gotta find those brothers.

Can you help me?

They come around sometimes on Thursdays..

...getting ready for the weekend.

[buzzing] 'Where are the other guys at?'

Back in Philly.

We need you to tell us about Detective Martin.

- Nothing to tell. - We know he's dirty.

Antonio, he can't hurt you now.

No matter what he threatened you with.

Why am I gonna believe you?

Who else you got?

- We'll protect you. - Don't need no protection now.

But my moms.

No one's touching your moms.

Where you at four years ago?

We're here now.

So how did Martin find you?

I walked by the dead lady when the cops got there.

Martin seen me. Asked me what I knew.

- What'd you tell him? - The truth.

I didn't see nothing.

My mama sent me to buy eggs.

And then?

He let me go.

But later...he comes to my house.

Tells my mom he got to take me down to the station.

Did he?

Took me to an old building.

This was a meat-packing plant when I was a kid.

We going to the station?

My buddies and I used to play baseball right out there.

It's cold in here.

What happened in the park, Antonio?

I was going to the store.

Yeah, yeah.

Going to the store to buy eggs.

'At 6:00 in the morning?'

- Come on. - My mama sent me.

Your sneaker tracks were all over the crime scene, Antonio.

I play ball in the park sometimes.

What happened when you saw that lady running?

- I didn't see her. - Sure you did.

You were behind the tree

and you saw her running by.

I didn't see that lady running.

[grunts]

[gasping]

- Why you hitting me? - You're lying to me, Antonio.

- I ain't lying, sir. - Good.

Now, tell me how you killed that lady.

I ain't never seen her.

[groans]

[coughing]

How am I supposed to say I did something I didn't..

Listen good.

Please.

We ain't leaving here until you tell me

how you murdered that woman.

I didn't kill nobody.

[grunts]

'Ain't nobody can help you.'

'Cause you tell anybody about this, I'm gonna bring your moms

down here and have a talk with her.

Understand?

And I know she ain't strong like you.

Even if you are a punk.

Knew how to do it.

So I got the wind knocked out of me

over and over.

How long were you there?

Till I say what he wanted me to say.

Then, he'd take me to the station

so I could say it to the video.

We're gonna be back.

Look at me.

We're gonna be back.

At first, I just talk.

I mean, I'm a good talker.

I'll talk you into a statue.

Ooh, we got Dr. Phil over here.

Start with the C material.

You put the needle in here

and you're dead in eight minutes.

It works on the real dumb ones.

And what's your B material?

Oh, bonding.

You know, you got a sick kid? Me too.

I feel your pain.

I save that line for the ladies.

When all else fails, we go for a drive.

- Mm-hmm. - Down to the old shipyards.

We ain't got no shipyards here.

But we got a lot of old buildings.

I take a mug down there, just the two of us.

'He's squawking in the back seat about a lawyer.'

I don't say a word.

'We get down to the shipyards'

I pull a trash bag full of oranges

and I hit him hard in the stomach.

[chuckles] That's good.

Don't even leave bruises.

[laughing]

- Oh. Oh, so these buildings? - Hmm.

Big, empty, quiet.

Is that where you took Antonio?

Come on. I saw that tape.

I know what the fear of God looks like.

20 minutes with that kid.

Oh! That's all?

It's almost too easy, like I said.

'That kid was gonna be in the system soon enough.'

I...just helped him along.

That let you sleep at night, Martin?

What's going on?

You're screwed.

Your badge don't mean nothing here.

The lieutenant's right there.

You played a fellow cop!

You coerced that kid.

You crossed to the other side, Martin.

He was there at the scene right after the murder.

So you thought he was guilty when you tuned him up.

Oh, when Ramon told you he saw the Kennedy's do it--

Ramon is a two-bit hustler.

You knew you were wrong, but it was too late.

'But you had to protect your case'

because you were heading for sergeant?

We got phone and E-ZPass records for that night.

Greg called you, left you a voicemail.

It was about the trial.

An hour later you were on the turnpike

heading for Philly.

That kid Antonio was going nowhere.

Hey, that kid was poor and slow.

Now he's destroyed.

[sighs]

You're gonna turn on your own kind, hermano?

You ain't my kind.

And you ain't my brother.

Talk about Philadelphia.

Finding Greg.

[dramatic music]

He's..

He said we arrested the wrong guy.

Come to Philly, help me find

the witness who saw everything.

[thunder rumbling]

Greg.

You got my message.

Yeah.

But you already knew about Ramon.

He's not a credible witness.

'No?'

Then why'd you drive him out of town?

Greg, be reasonable.

An innocent kid is sitting in jail.

This is amazing.

I give you the biggest case of your career

and this is my thanks?

You gave me a mess.

This case is bogus.

You think those White kids are gonna confess?

You put this case away.

'We can both win here.'

Now, while that kid loses?

He ain't got no future.

We can change that. We'll set this right.

It's too late for that.

Look, I got my phone.

Let's call the judge right now.

And screw our careers?

What's more important, his life or our careers?

- It's cold-blooded, Martin. - Think it through, Greg.

You're the great political hope of New Haven.

People talking about you being governor.

You gonna chuck that for this dimwit?

Yeah. Yes, I am.

Not with me in tow.

No? What are you gonna do?

Take me to an empty building?

You're a disgrace, Martin.

[screaming]

[groaning]

[Travis singing "Why Does It Always Rain On Me"]

♪ I can't sleep tonight ♪

♪ Everybody's saying everything is alright ♪

♪ Still I can't close my eyes ♪

♪ I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all of these lights ♪

♪ Sunny days ♪

♪ Where have you gone ♪

♪ I get the strangest feeling ♪

♪ You belong ♪

♪ Why does it always rain on me ♪

♪ Is it because I lied when I was seventeen ♪

♪ Why does it always rain on me ♪

♪ Even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning ♪

♪ I can't stand myself ♪

♪ I'm being held up by invisible men ♪

♪ Still life on a shelf when ♪

♪ I've got my mind on something else ♪

♪ Sunny days ♪

♪ Oh where have you gone ♪

♪ I get the strangest feeling ♪

♪ You belong ♪

♪ Why does it always rain on me ♪

♪ Is it because I lied when I was seventeen ♪

♪ Why does it always rain on me ♪

♪ Even when the sun is shinning ♪

♪ I can't avoid the lightning ♪

♪ Oh where did the blue sky go ♪

♪ Oh why is it raining so ooh ♪

♪ It's so cold ♪

♪ I can't sleep tonight ♪

♪ Everybody's saying everything is alright ♪

♪ Still I can't close my eyes ♪

♪ I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all of these lights ♪

♪ Sunny days oh where have you gone ♪

♪ I get the strangest feeling ♪

♪ You belong ♪

♪ Why does it always rain on me ♪

♪ Is it because I lied when I was seventeen ♪

♪ Why does it always rain on me ♪

♪ Even when the sun is shinning ♪

♪ I can't avoid the lightning ♪

♪ Oh where did the blue sky go ♪

♪ Oh why is it raining so ♪

♪ It's so cold ♪

♪ Why does it always rain on ♪

♪ Oh oh ♪♪

(Lilly) Stay tuned for scenes from our next episode.

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