All language subtitles for UNFORGETTABLE - S03 E07 - Throwing Shade (720p - AMZN Web-DL)

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Stop playing with your collar.

This new shirt is too tight...

I can't breathe.

Can you fit your
finger in there? Yeah.

Well, then, it's not too tight.

What, did you memorize
some Esquire article?

: No. Six months,

assistant floor manager
at Tuxedo World,

Albuquerque, 2007.

No way, come on.

View your tuxedo
as an investment,

that will guide you
through formal events

for years to come.

Shall I go on?

WOMAN: Name?

Carrie Wells, Al Burns.

Right here.

Great. Please fill
out a name tag.

You got a pen?

Uh... sorry.

Someone must've
grabbed it and run off.

Oh, well, we're cops, we'll
find them and arrest them.

Oh, you don't have to do that.

I got it.

Too cool for a name tag?

Yeah. I'm too cool
for a name tag.

Name tags are designed to make

other people feel comfortable,

so they can come
up and talk to you.

I want everyone to feel
really uncomfortable,

so that they don't
talk to me at all.

Nice dress.

You know, you act like

you don't like
these charity things.

Eliot invites us to,

but I think secretly,
you love them.

You know what I love?

Ooh... are these
little sandwichy things.

Hmm. WOMAN: Champagne?

ELIOT: Carrie,

Al, I'm so glad
you could make it.

I would like to introduce you

to my wife Shelby.

It is a pleasure
to finally meet you.

Likewise.

Eliot's told me so
much about you.

All good things, I hope.

Glowing reviews.

Really! ELIOT: One
of the many things

I love about Shelby:

discretion is a quality
she holds in high regard.

Well, not the only
trait I've had to acquire

being married for 15 years.

MAN: Shelby and
Eliot. ELIOT: There he is.

Well, now the party
can really begin.

Hi.

Lieutenant Al Burns.

Detective Carrie Wells.

I'd like you to meet

Manhattan Borough
President Robert Bright.

Well, it's an honor to have you.

You're boss and I go way back.

Yeah, we were once
called "young punks"

in the mayor's
office, back in the day.

Wow, "punk" is not a word

I would associate with Eliot.

I have pictures.

ELIOT: Where's O'Bannon?

I haven't seen him.

Oh, my loyal Chief of Staff

is already working the floor.

It's all hands on
deck, till the primary.

Oh, if I haven't said:
Bob's running for mayor.

Yeah, I've heard:
"For a brighter future."

Catchy.

Couldn't resist it, right?

WOMAN: Excuse me.

Bob... Debby Ellenson
from the Times Ah.

Wants five minutes and
they're gonna need you

up on the dais pretty
soon. Okay, thanks.

So, uh, remind me to
show you those photos later.

Diamond stud, left ear.

Won't you just go.

It was the '90s, all right?

ELIOT: Aah, there's O'Bannon.

Um, if you'll excuse me.

AL: Your husband
can work a room,

that's for sure.

Yes, he can.

It was a pleasure
to meet you two.

The reviews really

are glowing; I
didn't just say that.

Way to go, Eliot.

Hmm!

So, you got no one
to talk to, O'Bannon?

It's good to see you, Eliot.

It's been a while.

I know, I know.

Hey, I'm-I'm sorry about,
uh, lunch last month,

like, the office kind of
blew up on me. Yeah.

I get it.

You're a busy man these days.

Yeah, yeah. You, too.

How's the campaign going?

Is Bright totally
insufferable yet?

It's, uh...

Long hours, lots of handshakes.

He lives for it.

As many of you know,
I'm Marcia Harrison,

co-chair for today's event.

MARCIA: This organization
means a great deal.

You okay? To the City
of New York... Yeah.

I'm fine, just, uh...

just been thinking
about some stuff.

You know what? I'll call you.

We'll catch up.

Yeah, yeah, let's do that.

MARCIA: Okay, enough from me.

It's my honor to
introduce to you

my co-chair for
today's festivities,

Manhattan Borough President

and currently a candidate
for something, I hear...

Mr. Robert Bright.

BRIGHT: Thank you, Marcia

and thank you,
all, for being here.

Listen, I'm not one to

count my chickens
before they hatch, but...

once they do hatch,

I do plan to ask
them for their votes.

Oh, where is that
champagne when you need it?

Oh! There you go.

Thank you.

See? All done

and plenty of
daylight left. Yes!

What do you want
to do? I don't know.

How about we go
get some real food?

Pretzel dog from Monte's?

A pret... really?

Have you seen the
way I'm dressed?

Whoa. Hold that thought.

OFFICER: Folks,
NYPD. Clear the way.

AL: That's Dave O'Bannon.

Okay, so, I found three wounds,

two of them superficial:

One to the left
hand, one to the wrist,

probably defending himself.

The one on his neck

slashed his carotid artery;

probably would have
bled out in minutes.

Time of death? It's preliminary,

but the temperature
would indicate

maybe an hour ago.

That would place the
murder around 3:00 p.m.

I'll know more when
I get back to the lab.

How's he doing?

Mostly on the phone
with Dave's wife;

arrangements and stuff.

The Three Amigos.

Dave, Eliot and Bright,

that's what we called
them back in the '90s.

If you wanted
anything from City Hall,

you had to go through them.

: It was not fun.

I'm sorry, Detectives.

Mr. Bright had to cancel his

campaign event for tonight.

But he had some
constituent meetings

in his office.

So, he'll be available
to talk with you ASAP.

Anything I can do.

This is awful.

CARRIE: Thanks.
JO: I'll let you know

as soon as I have more
information. Thank you.

Yeah, of course.

Yep.

Love to the kids.

It's Dave's wife, Gina.

Their son's in Spain,

but their daughter Kara's
coming in from Kenyon

tonight... Oh, my God.

Shelby's gonna be devastated.

Eliot, is there
anything you can tell us

that might help us solve this?

I-I didn't see him that much.

I, um... I canceled
lunch last month

for no good reason.

I did talk to him, uh,
before the speeches.

He had a few, but, uh...

that was standard
operating for Dave.

He did, though, seem...

kind of preoccupied.

: I don't know,

25 years, you know... it's, uh,

he was best man at my wedding.

He and Brighty flipped for it.

Eliot, if you need
to take some time...

Yeah, I don't...

: I don't know how
much good I can do here.

I just, uh...

We're gonna find who did this.

You know that, don't you?

I do.

Thanks.

MURRAY: Okay. Thanks.

Hey, so, there's no
signs of forced entry...

Both the door and
the lock are intact.

What about hotel
employees with keycards?

Yeah, I already ran down
anyone who would've

legitimately had
access to this room.

The ones who weren't working

the event on the roof

at the time of
death have alibis.

So Dave knows
his killer, lets him in?

That'd be my guess.

AL: All right, get whatever

security footage the hotel has. I
want to know everyone who even

walked by this room today.

Okay.

CARRIE: Al, take
a look at this Sterno.

Something was burned in here.

We should have CSU bag it.

AL: No sign of his keys,

but his wallet is right here.

This wasn't about money.

Well, it was about something.

There were a lot of
people at the fund-raiser.

A lot of powerful people.

And those powerful people

are now our suspects.

BRIGHT: Sorry to
keep you waiting.

No one can believe it.

How's Eliot doing?

Okay, considering.

Yeah. The crazy
thing is, I keep...

looking around for Dave
to calm everyone down.

We just have a couple of
questions, and a copy of the guest list

from today's event
would be helpful.

Of course. Don, uh, could
you pull a copy of the guest list

from the Clean Air thing
for the detectives here?

Sure thing. Thanks.

Oh, I'm sorry.

One second.

Yes?

Wonderful. Just have it
delivered to the house.

Thank you. Something
like this happens,

hard to give a damn
about a-a rug delivery.

So, you had some questions.

Yeah, we wanted to get a
sense of Dave in the workplace,

you know, how he
was with his coworkers.

Were there any issues you
might want to tell us about?

The guy ran a very
friendly ship... just...

calm, calm, calm.

That was his thing.

Which, you know, is surprising,
given where he came from.

What do you mean? I
don't know how much.

Eliot told you about us, but
we were kind of an unlikely trio.

I was Upper East
Side all the way.

Dalton, Princeton.

Eliot got ahead
by his brains, right?

But Dave, he was a street kid.

Yeah, Valentine Ave.,
off Grand Concourse; he...

started as an errand boy for Koch
when he was 21. Eliot mentioned

Dave was upset
at the fund-raiser.

Do you have any idea why?

Eliot said that?

That's funny.

I remember thinking he was
a little distracted lately, too,

just a feeling I got, you know?

The past few weeks, he'd
get up in the middle of meetings

to take personal calls.

Never did that before.

Yeah.

Sorry.

I, uh,

got everyone waiting
for a statement.

So... Thank you.
We're good for now.

Thanks, guys.

Uh, Don will get
you that invite list

on your way out.

Okay.

Dave's wife can see us now.

CARRIE: He's just too slick.

His dear friend is murdered,

what, a few hours ago and
he's already back here working it.

Well, someone's
got to rally the troops.

I think we should
check his alibi.

And then, this is
the three of them

with the councilman, I think,

dedicating some
memorial in the park.

God, Bob looks so young.

I remember Dave forgot his tie.

Eliot lent him that
one, I think. AL: Gina...

was your husband particularly
upset about anything recently?

Either at work or
in his personal life?

No.

He... he was a little down

with both of the kids
being away, but...

we were gonna do some
traveling after the election.

Maybe even moving
some place a little warmer.

He wasn't planning to
stay with Bright if he won?

No...

The whole power thing
never meant too much to Dave.

That's more Bob.

And Eliot.

Dave just liked
helping out his friend.

He thought Bright would
make a good mayor.

You agree?

Yeah, you know...

at that level you gotta
make a lot of compromises.

The higher you go,
the harder they get.

At least, I know
Dave felt that way.

Were there any compromises
in particular that bothered him?

No.

But I could tell something
was on his mind.

When he was in a bad mood,

he would take out
this map of California,

and start looking at towns

out in the desert.

: I saw a lot of the desert
these past few weeks.

Okay.

Thank you.

And if you think
of anything else...

I'm sorry, um, the man in...

in the photo on the right-hand
side, with your husband?

Who Oh, Dec McCauley.

Declan, he's a,

he's a friend from
back in the day.

He and Dave hauled trash with
the Brooklyn Hauling Association

when Dave was just
out of high school.

Wow, that's rough work.

Yeah.

But Dave always said

it was the best job he ever had.

Oh... excuse me.

Dave's sister.

CARRIE: He was
at the fund-raiser.

Really?

Doesn't seem like
his kind of thing.

No. No, it doesn't.

Declan McCauley, president of
the BHA for the past two years.

And by Brooklyn
Hauling Association,

what we're really
talking about here

is the Irish Mob. Hmm.

Now, officially,
the BHA controls

most of the private
trash-hauling contracts

in Brooklyn and the Bronx.

He wasn't on the guest list,
so what was he doing there?

Maybe the McCauleys are
looking to get their hooks

into power brokers at the event?

And they figure...

they could use Dave to
make the introductions.

Dave O'Bannon is
no friend of the Mob.

As far as you know.

I know Dave. Okay,

but, right now, a
reputed Mob boss

is our best lead
in the investigation

of his murder. I
think we should follow

that lead.

Of course. You're right.

We're here to talk
about Dave O'Bannon.

Heartbreaking is what that is.

We're hoping you could
tell us what went on

between the two of
you at that fund-raiser.

Nothing went on.

He invited me and I went.

You got a copy
of that invitation?

'Cause you're not
on the guest list.

So, stuff falls through

the cracks, I guess.

I'll tell you what... I'll
look for it. You and Dave

have been friendly
for a number of years.

Is that right?

Since he was a kid.

Came to work for
my uncle in 1986.

And you stayed in
touch ever since?

I'd see him at family things.

You know, talked to
him at the holidays.

Stuff like that.

And that was it?

You want a bite?

It's tough to get a nice,
dry-aged rib eye these days.

You know where it's
really hard to get a dry.

Dannemora State Prison.

Mr. McCauley,

everyone knows the
Brooklyn Hauling Association

owns half the
private trash contracts

in the five boroughs,
and that you keep

those contract prices down

by discouraging landlords

from asking for more.

Thing is, what some
call "discouraging,"

the law calls extortion,
bribery and felonious assault.

Now, we may look the
other way, because hey,

somebody's picking
up our garbage.

But that could change very fast.

Look.

The BHA and Dave,
we did things old-school.

We had an arrangement.

I see a contract comes available

in the city, I contact Dave,
he makes some calls.

That's the way business has
been run for 150 years in this city.

You were paying him to
steer contracts your way?

Paying him?

Right.

O'Bannon never
took a dime in his life.

I mean, not a turkey for
this guy on Christmas.

It wasn't about the money.

It was about taking
care of family.

Which is why bailing
on me made no sense.

So, he wanted out
of this arrangement?

He told me it was over.

I had to start
bidding jobs public

like some punk or something. I
didn't know what was going on.

So I went there
today to talk to him.

I mean, I know
the guy a long time.

He was in his head going
on about tough choices,

doing the right thing.

Honestly, I figured it
was the booze talking,

so I heard him out and I left.

Dave was like

my kid brother...
I'd never touch him.

The fact is I got
an alibi anyway.

After I left the hotel, I
went to my niece's school.

They're doing Riverdance.

One thing, though, Detectives.

If Dave O'Bannon was working
other handshake arrangements

around town with construction,

heat and air, whatever,

and he came over all born-again
virtuous like he done with me?

I can guarantee you those folks

would not show
similar restraint.

Eliot.

Hi, Jo.

I was just leaving.

Did you... find
out anything new?

Not really.

Except, uh, however he sustained

that wound to his carotid
is definitely what killed him.

Oh, and this might
be interesting.

I found makeup on Dave's thumb.

"Makeup"? Yeah.

I don't know what kind.

I'll send it out to be analyzed.

They'll figure it out.

Also, I found
some partial prints

in the room, but there were
no matches in the system.

I, um, heard from Carrie

there was some unusual
substance in a can of Sterno?

That's a long shot.

But we sent it to the lab,

see if they can
retrieve anything.

He was a good man.

Yeah, he was.

I'm sorry, Eliot.

I took a look at the
trash-hauling deals

Dave O'Bannon was backing
out of with his pal Declan.

They're for a couple of
these skinny skyscrapers

being built around Central Park.

They're pretty controversial

because they've been approved

despite the shade they're
gonna throw across the park.

There's been a lot of press.

"Activ8NY."

I've never heard of it.

It's an online news
service focusing

mostly on muckraking
in New York City.

They've been running a
series of critical articles

on all these buildings.

Uh, cost overruns,

union corruptions, falsified

environmental records.
CARRIE: Wait a second.

That woman.

Champagne?

Pam Lisotta. I know her.

That's a pretty obscure blog.

No, she was at the fund-raiser.

She was waitressing.

Well, maybe it's a second job.

I mean, how much
money can you make

working for a political blog?

No, I read the staff list

that Bright gave us.

There was no Pam
Lisotta on that list.

She must've come in
under a different name.

The question is why?

Fine, I used a
friend's I.D. who caters

at the Filmont to
get into the event.

Dave O'Bannon's phone records
indicate seven incoming calls

all from an unknown burner cell.

Do you want to save us the
time of linking that phone to you?

Okay.

I was trying to get
to him That's true.

It-it was for a
series I'm writing.

On the skyscrapers
around Central Park?

I believe the process of
awarding building rights

is being short-circuited.

Someone in city
government is taking money

from developers to
award construction deals.

And one of Bright's duties as
Manhattan borough president

is to oversee the awarding of
major construction contracts.

You bet it is. And one
of Bright's major donors,

Marcia Harrison, just
happens to be in line

for several of those deals.

So you think Bright's
using his influence

as borough president to
throw contracts her way?

And in exchange, she
makes significant contributions

to Bright's mayoral campaign.

The problem is I had no proof.

I needed a money
trail, smoking gun.

I thought Dave
O'Bannon might have one.

Hold on, Dave was actively
working to get Bright elected.

Why would he help you?

At first, he wouldn't.

But I finally got
him to look around

a little on his own.

When he called back,
he seemed shocked.

He said he'd found something.

He was willing to
share it with me.

He sent me a text.

Well, burn note.

I took a screen shot.

"Tomorrow, 10:00
a.m., Penn Station.

I'll have what you need."

But then... I think
he lost his nerve

because he stopped
returning my phone calls.

So, you snuck into the fund.

Yeah. But I never
had the chance.

How do we know

that once Dave
stopped cooperating,

you didn't just go to
his room and make him?

I worked the whole party.
There was a supervisor

from hell who wouldn't
let me out of his sight.

You can talk to him.
I was loading out

when the cops found Dave's body.

JAY: So, maybe
Marcia Harrison got wind

that Dave was gonna blow
the whistle on that whole

cash for contract scheme she
was running with Robert Bright?

Well, it's a motive.

Plus, she was
at the fund-raiser,

so she had access
to Dave's hotel room.

Hold on... We're
talking about accusing

one of the top real estate
developers in this city

of fraud and possibly murder?

Not to mention
implicating the man

who may be the next
mayor of New York.

We need more than
just the word of a blogger.

There's nothing on
Dave's work computers.

But I say we find whatever
he was gonna hand over

to Lisotta today at Penn
Station, we got our proof.

Maybe it's still at
Penn Station in a locker.

His keys were missing.

No sign of his keys.
His wallet is right here.

This wasn't about money.

Is there a storage
locker near Penn Station

that has the word "Pete" in it?

I don't know... Pete's
Storage, Pete's... something.

Bingo! Pete's
Storage and Packing.

It's on 36th Street
between 8th and 9th.

Yes!

No, we got cameras
that cover the cashier,

but not back here...
It's not that kind of place.

What kind of place is it?

Look, honestly,

in the property
retention business,

you get what you pay for.

Hey, you getting
evicted tomorrow,

you need a place
to store your crap?

You come to me. But
Fort Knox we're not.

And if you could
afford Fort Knox,

you wouldn't be
getting evicted, right?

So, what kind of security
do you have in this place?

MAN: Well, our clients get
a code to get in the hallway

and a lock for the
unit... That's about it.

I would say the
system is fairly secure.

With an emphasis on "fairly."

No luck on the
storage locker, I hear?

Nope. But I'm reviewing exterior
security footage from the area,

hoping someone familiar pops up.

You get any results
back on the makeup

Webster found on the body?

Oh, yeah. As a matter of fact,

some fancy French
stuff called JYB.

Cost 500 bucks an
ounce or something.

Belgium.

Huh?

JYB, it's from Belgium.

Okay.

So, we know someone entered
the hallway at Pete's Storage

using the key code at 5:12 p.m.

They cleared out Dave's locker.

There wasn't even anyone
else in the building on Sunday.

And whatever was in that locker

has got to implicate Bright.

Al, do you have a second?

Yeah.

Listen, I know I said I
was gonna stay out of this,

but this is all
pretty thin, isn't it?

No, I don't think so.

We know Dave was gonna
turn over the documents,

and we know the documents
were taken from Dave's locker.

Actually, we don't, strictly
speaking, know any of that.

For the sake of your
career and for the careers

of everyone in this section,

if you plan on accusing
David O'Bannon,

Robert Bright and Marcia
Harrison of being involved

in a scandal of this magnitude,

you're gonna need a lot
more than an online blogger

and an empty locker.

A lot more.

You guys got to see this.

You can imagine my distress

when Mr. O'Bannon, a member

of the Borough
President's office,

approached me offering
to procure building contracts

for me if I would contribute
to Robert Bright's campaign.

He told me that the
Borough President himself

was not aware of this
offer, but that if I agreed,

he would raise
the plan with him.

I, of course, told Mr. O'Bannon
I would have no part of it

and immediately
contacted Bob Bright. Bob?

BRIGHT: Dave O'Bannon
was a longtime friend

and, as Ms. Harrison mentioned,

a trusted aide.

But after my own
internal investigation,

it appears that he was
attempting to sell the power

and influence of
my office for money.

I want to assure the
people of New York

that Dave O'Bannon
was doing so on his own,

and for his own good.

I welcome a full investigation
by the Manhattan DA

into this matter,
but, for now, I'm...

I'm heartbroken
by this betrayal.

You're a jackass, you know that?

Eliot... How could
you sell Dave out?

You know he couldn't possibly
have done what you said.

Okay, you think I
want to believe it?

He was our friend, Eliot.

I-I looked after him, I
took him with me for years.

You took him? He...

He brought you up, he made you.

Yeah, well...

I've been carrying him
for the last 18 months.

Something was going on.
You would've known if you'd

checked in on him
from time to time.

He was dirty.

There's evidence.
Lots of evidence.

Your guys would've found it.

What would you
do in my position?

I would've made damn sure I
was right before I went public.

I am sure.

Look, we always
knew Dave was street.

We dressed him up,
he looked the part,

but deep down, who knows?

Sometimes people just go back

to being who they are. Bob.

We really are running
behind. All right.

I'm sorry, Eliot.

What'd you get from
Marcia Harrison?

She handed over everything.

Full access to her
financials, independent audit

of all her dealings,
complete calendar.

She was upstairs at the
time of O'Bannon's murder.

She couldn't be cleaner.

Bright, too. Turned
over his financials

and his alibi is
airtight. Okay, we know

Dave O'Bannon was involved
in some kind of corruption.

Lisotta says he was
trying to come clean.

And someone didn't want that.

Same person who
knew about the locker.

I want the names of
everyone Dave O'Bannon

had contact with in
the last few weeks

leading up to his
murder. I'm guessing

our killer's in that
group. Names, Jay.

I'm on it, boss.

You get very far
tracking O'Bannon?

I'm combing through
closed circuit footage,

trying to fill in the
last month of his life...

Restaurants, clubs.

Traced a credit card receipt
last week to this place.

Jeffrey's, over on 49th St.

Yeah, I know it. Looks
like we got nothing

on O'Bannon going inside,

but maybe he entered
through the back.

Now... that's the
time from the receipt.

I'm waiting to see
if there's anybody

who has ties to the skyscrapers

or the trash contracts who
might have been going in or out.

Can you... So
far, I got nothing.

Can you widen out

right there, at the curb?

The car? Yeah.

Holy smokes, that's a classic.

They stopped making 'em in '74.

See? I told you, boss...
Disco killed everything.

You want to take
a look at the plate?

I can enhance
it. No, no, thanks.

I'm all right.

Hey, Al, you got a minute?

Look, I, uh... I don't know

what to do about this thing.

What's the matter?

Look, I totally get why Eliot's

really invested in
this particular case,

but I just found out he
logged into my computer

through a back-door
program and downloaded

all the files related
to the O'Bannon case.

I know he's our boss, but...
seems kind of weird, right?

Yeah, it does. And there's
a couple other things,

you know, questions
he's been asking. I mean...

Is there something going
on I should know about?

I sure hope not.

Eliot.

What's going on?

Jay just told me
about the files.

Easy, Burns, it's nothing. I
just thought it would be best

if I kept a low profile on this.

Low profile? Given your
personal involvement here,

you should have no profile.

This isn't about you.

It is not about
the investigation.

It is a personal matter.

If it's about Dave O'Bannon,
it is about the investigation.

Are you covering for him?

Covering for...?

Al, Dave was...

having an affair with my wife.

What?! Yeah.

That little patch of makeup
Webster found on him?

That $500.

The reason I know
it's from Belgium

is because I
bought it for Shelby

the last time I was in Brussels.

That doesn't prove anything.

It's an exclusive brand.

It's not even sold in the U.S.

Then I see her
car parked outside

of a restaurant that I
know Dave's eating in.

They're friends, they're
having lunch... Well, he came in

the back door. He
probably left the same way.

It's funny, huh?

The Aspen Conference last March.

Shelby was presenting for her
environmental do-gooder group.

She stays at the Twelve Tree...

That sour little
hotel in the woods?

Dave O'Bannon had a
room three doors down.

And on and on and
wearily on, it goes.

Receipts of Dave's
that Jay's been tracking.

They match times
Shelby told me she was...

meeting friends or getting
her hair done or all the...

usual excuses.

Eliot.

I'm sorry.

Well, she'll have information

on O'Bannon's state of mind.

Maybe he bared his soul
along with everything else.

I suppose you'll
need to talk to her.

I think you need to talk to her.

You wouldn't understand.

What don't I understand?
Come on, Shelby.

Lay it on me. What
possible reason

could I have given
you for having an affair

with one of my closest friends?

I never slept with Dave.

Aspen Yeah.

I know about Aspen.

I... Dave just... He
happened to be there.

And I'm glad he was.

Secret rendezvous at Jeffrey's?

We had drinks.
How did your makeup

get on his hand?

We found it.

It's a little forensic
thing we do.

This is why, you know.

We don't know each
other anymore, Eliot.

I mean, you don't know me.

No, I don't.

Fine, what... you...

want us to go back to Sharon?

Because I'm pretty
sure she's gonna say

cheating on your
husband is not the way to...

I never slept with Dave!

Ugh.

That afternoon,
at the fund-raiser...

I, uh... I went
early to talk to him.

I had made up my
mind to leave you.

I cried, but I
knew I had to do it.

Dave talked me out of it.

He took my face in his hands...

and told me what a loving,

wonderful man you are.

And that you deserved
a second chance.

So... there's your
answer to the little...

forensic thing.

What's my answer?

That's what I want to know.

She never spoke with Dave
about his business dealings or

anything else, for that matter.

I guess he was just
a shoulder to cry on.

Eliot, I'm sorry.

Yeah, me too.

Hey, boss, uh,

is this a bad time?
It's terrible. Come in.

Okay. I got the
analysis back of the ash

in the Sterno can,
from the crime scene.

Turns out it was
a piece of paper.

We also found some
adhesive and some ink.

A sticker of some kind.

Like from a name
tag you might wear

at, say, a fundraiser?

Could be. Sure.

AMANDA: Excuse me.

Bob, Debby Ellenson just wants

five minutes, and they're
gonna need you up on the dais.

I'm sorry, Detectives.

Mr. Bright had to cancel

a campaign event for tonight.

But he had some constituent
meetings at the office,

so he'll be available

to talk with you ASAP.

It was a name tag. Bright's
aide, Amanda Temple.

She had one name tag on
before Dave was murdered

and a completely
different one after.

What do we know about her?

Campaign advisor Bright
brought in from Chicago.

Fixer type.

Reputation for hardball.

AL: So to protect Bright,

she plays hardball,
she kills Dave,

then she realizes
she lost her name tag,

makes herself a new one.

Jay, did the analysis indicate

what kind of ink was
used on that name tag?

Yeah. It's, uh... Ink's
from a fountain pen.

Something fancy
called a Montegrappa.

I think I'm saying it right.

I'm sorry. What are you doing?

Oh, hi, Amanda.

Is this your car?

Yes. What is this,
Detective? Huh.

Illinois plates. You've been in
the state for over six months,

and you should've
gotten new plates by now.

You have to be kidding me.

What, they have you
handing out tickets now?

It's, like, budget
cuts, you know?

Here we go.

Sign this, please.

Can I have the pen? I'm sorry.

Don't take it personally. It's
just that I loan people my pens

to sign these.
I've lost, like, 100.

I got to draw the line
somewhere, you know?

Fine. Whatever.

Whoa.

Wow. Is Yeah. You know,

they make their
own ink for their pens.

Very unique.

Great. Thanks for the education.

We done here?

No.

We're just beginning.

The ink from your
pen is a perfect match

to the sample we
have in evidence.

Doesn't conclusively
place me in the hotel room.

Once we checked your
prints against the partials

we picked up, it got
pretty conclusive.

Plus, the cut to Dave's throat

was messy... my guess
is, once we test your clothes

for blood... There's a
big difference I wasn't...

between murder one and
manslaughter, Amanda.

We know you killed
him. Help me out here,

so I can help you.

It was an accident.

I didn't go there to hurt him.

Things, they just got
out of hand, I swear.

What happened?

O'Bannon and I
set everything up.

We were going to
approach Marcia Harrison.

And then he just changed
his mind. So you go

to his room at the hotel
to change it back. Yes.

But he was furious and...

he'd been drinking and...

said that I was what was
wrong with politics today.

Told me he'd been
talking to some reporter.

When I tried to calm
him down, he came at me.

So you cut his throat

in self I was scared.

He was threatening me. I...

picked up the knife.

I tried to keep him back,

and the next thing I
know, he's on the ground.

I didn't mean to kill him.

What did Bright know?

Nothing.

I told him that I
had spoken to Dave

but that he was fine
when I left the room.

Then what was in those files you
took from Dave's storage locker?

What files?

I don't know anything
about a locker.

I don't get it. She
confessed to killing Dave,

but when I pressed her
about the information he had,

she pulled the plug. She's
calling her lawyer right now.

She didn't implicate
anybody else?

AL: Not Marcia
Harrison or Bob Bright.

She says it was
just her and Dave.

She'll go down for this,
probably manslaughter

and some corruption
charge. But it ends with her.

Oh. Here's the star of the show.

REPORTER: Mr. Bright.
Mr. Bright. Are we to believe

you knew nothing about what
was going on in your office?

There was clearly a
group inside my staff

that worked covertly to use
the influence of this office

to their benefit. I'm sorry.

That's all I know right now.

Oh, I'm sorry.

One second.

Yes. Wonderful.
Just have it delivered

to the house.

I, uh, got everyone

waiting for a statement.

That ringtone.

I know where the files are.

Okay, listen, when we
went to Bright's office,

he got a call, right? He
said it was about a rug.

It was Amanda.
She was calling him

about the documents
being delivered.

The times match up. We
were there at the same time

somebody got into
Dave's storage locker.

She had just gotten
the stuff from his locker.

That's what was being
delivered to his house.

The files.

BRIGHT: Eliot.

Why are you doing this?

Look, whatever it is you
think you're looking for,

it won't stick.

You just... You're burning

a bridge here, a
bridge that can still lead

to our dream. Remember?

Me in the mayor's office.
You, police commissioner.

We can still live
that dream... we will.

Think of the good we
can do for this town.

Yeah... what about what
we can do for Amanda?

You knew about the
skyscraper deal... everything...

That's why she's
protecting you, right?

So once you become mayor,
you can repay the favor.

It's enough, Bob. It's enough.

Dave had nothing
to do with it, did he?

: You know what's gonna happen,

Eliot, don't you?

Yeah, I know.

I don't care.

You don't care?

October 18, 1998?

Huh?

OFFICER: Found
this in the hall closet.

Open it up.

Eliot... Don't
destroy everything.

Cuff him.

Yeah. Say good-bye to
Major Crimes, your friends...

Everything.

CARRIE: Eliot, what
happened in 1998?

I used to blame it
on us being young.

But now I'm thinking...

that's just who we are.

We were... interns...
Me, Bright and Dave...

For a senator.

Doesn't matter who.

He loved us.

He gave us that atrocious
nickname, the Three Amigos.

Anyway, one night, uh, I
get a call, 4:00 in the morning.

He's in Hell's Kitchen and
something's gone wrong.

We go down and...

find him in a room
there with a, um...

well, with a girl who had...

been careless with her opiates.

She fell asleep, never woke up.

He didn't know what to do.

We did.

We made sure nobody
knew he was there.

And going forward,

whenever we needed a favor...

well, the senator
was there for us.

That was a long time ago.

Doesn't seem that way to me.

You headed home, Eliot?

Mm-mm. Not just yet.

Figured I'd savor my
last few moments here.

It's not gonna go that way.

No one's gonna believe
anything Bright says.

Not after this.

I don't know. I
wish I had your faith.

CARRIE: You don't need faith.

You got me.

And my buddy Declan.
What's he doing here?

October 18, 1998.
You don't remember?

Maybe?

Well, Declan here
definitely remembers.

Tell him, Dec. My family's

had the hauling contract
for Yankee Stadium

going on 40 years.

They gave us all a bunch
of tickets to the first...

Second.

Second game of the World Series.

I invited Dave. He
brought you along as well.

Yeah, but I-I never
went. Sure, you did.

There were 15 of us.

We stayed till
the very last out.

We went back to my place.

Everybody remembers
how excited you were.

What else?

DECLAN: It was
such a special night...

you kept your ticket stub.

What a thoughtful gift.

You got a pretty good memory.

It's what I'm known for.

That's funny. Me, too.

Thank you.

It's what Dave
would have wanted.

What you doing sitting out here?

Just waiting for you.

I feel so bad for Dave.

Seeing how far Bright
was willing to go, it...

must've made him
question everything.

Only it was too late for him.

What is that?

Uh, that's, uh, peach blueberry.

From Sweet
Creations in Nashville?

I had to, uh,
pull a few strings.

Course you did.

Don't go.

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