All language subtitles for CSI.M.s02e05

Guy in a mask came in shooting.

Three down, two dead.

Bar closed at 4:00.

Cleaners were finished by 5:00.

These two were the owners.

Miami trust fund babies.

What about robbery?

Cash drawers were cleaned out.
No witnesses yet.

All right.
No gun, no bloodtrail,

shooter entered cleanly...

and exited cleanly, apparently.

Who called this in?

Third victim.

Ricky Murdoch.

How's he doing?

He was hit on his shoulder and chest
paramedics just took him.

So we've got a survivor.

Ricky?

Ricky, my name's Horatio Caine.
How you feeling?

Like I just got shot.

Now, listen, anything you can tell me

about the man who did this
might help me catch him.

What do you remember?

He just came in and started shooting.

We didn't have time to react or anything.

So you didn't see his face.

No, he was wearing a mask.

Did he say anything?

Just started shooting.

Right. Okay.

It's so weird.

What's weird?

I remember him shooting me once.

But I was hit twice.

Well, you know what
happens sometimes,

trauma can affect our perception
of the situation,

and the bad guys come to count on that.

That means he's going to get away?

What it means, Ricky,

is that he doesn't understand
how evidence works.

But you know what?

He will.

MIAMI
2x05 The Best Defense

Justin Sayers and Brad Dawson.

Co-owners.

Not anymore.

Club where people come

when the door guy
turns you down everywhere else.

So this is your hangout, speed.

you know, did you ever think about
taking up standup comedy

or something like that?
Because you're really very funny.

Glad you noticed.
I appreciate it. Thanks.

H mentioned the cocaine here.

Let's see, the, uh,

cleaning crew was done by 5:00.

Our victims were probably doing
blow right before they got shot.

Did you find any casings?

No. I'm thinking that the suspect
must've used a revolver.

Or he picked up after himself.

Forethought or afterthought.
Either way, the guy's not stupid.

We're dealing with
an organized criminal.

Means he probably didn't
dump the gun nearby.

But I'll check the dumpsters,
just in case.

Cleaning crew didn't do a very good job.

Still a lot of prints to process.

or maybe just one.

Licorice.

Ouzo.

Greek liqueur.

Maybe our shooter had a quick shot
to steady his nerves before he left.

We've got some smudges.

Maybe a partial.

It's a tough ask.

That's got to be bad for you.

That's gross.

Bugs.

They're attracted to the sweetness,
they go in right through the pourer.

There are no bugs in the glass,

so it must've been poured
from a different bottle.

The best ouzo comes
from this greek island, lesbos.

A connoisseur.

Well, this girl, astrid,
took me to a greek wedding.

Fresh bottle.

And fresh print.

Right there.

That could be cocaine.

Can't dust it.

Better bring that to the lab.

According to the vic, this cowboy came
through the front door, guns blazing.

I wonder if he tied up his horse.

Got a void the length of a car.

Street sweeper came by.

Left a scum residue everywhere but here.

Let's, uh...

let's check the time the
street sweeper came by.

Maybe our guy's car was parked here.

A little scum could break the whole case.

Hi.

Hi back.

Hey...

I found this in my car.

Oh. Thanks.

Think it fell off when we were...

yeah.

I, uh...

I thought that you, uh,broke the moon roof.

A friend of mine owns a convertible.

If you're not doing anything friday night,
I was hoping...

Dad! Hi. / Hey!

- How are you?
- Fine, thanks. And you?

- What are you doing here?
- How are you?

Uh...

this is a colleague of mine,
a friend of mine, John Hagen.

- This is my dad.
- A pleasure to meet you, sir.

- How do you do?
- If you'll forgive me, I have to run.

So long.

Nice fella.

Okay, what's happened now?

Why do you always make it sound so bad?

Did mom take you back?

No, but she might,
'cause I got myself in the rotation

with the public defenders
at the miami-dade county court.

That's great.
How'd you manage that?

Old pal of mine,
works in the state's office,

said he'd put me in the rotation
if I stayed sober.

Last sunday, been 60 days.

Congratulations, daddy.

Thank you. / I wish I could stay
and hang out with you,

but I'm working on a double. Will you
call me when they assign you a case?

Well, they already have.
I wanted you to be the first to know.

- Do you feel confident?
- Well, it's an easy one, truth be told.

You know, my client's
already confessed.

She stabbed her boyfriend
with a screwdriver.

Well, what does the evidence say?

- There wasn't any evidence.
- There's always evidence.

I guess the police department
probably stopped processing it

when she confessed and figured
they would undermine the case.

You mean after she confesses,
they don't want to hear about it anymore?

I thought they only did
that in the old days.

I guess using legal advantage
never goes out of style.

You can call the prosecutor,
and get ahold of the evidence.

Yeah, I know, I know.
They might have a fight on their hands.

I think they do.

I'm on my cell,
if you need me. / Thanks!

Brad Dawson.

It took a bit of digging
to find the entry wound.

But then he finally gave it up.

The bullet entered
through the oral cavity,

punctured the throat before coming
to rest in the middle cerebella.

No powder burns around the lips
or in the oral cavity.

His mouth was open.

He must've been talking.

Or screaming.

No!

Alexx,

what about Justin over here?
Let's take a look at him.

Found traces of cocaine
in Justin's nasal passage.

More in his system.

Bullet entered the left cheek
on an upward trajectory,

lodged into the frontal lobe.

He died of exanguination.

Take a look at these, Alexx.

His knuckles are bruid and scraped.

That's not all.

Found skin under his fingernails.

Sent a sample to DNA.

How much skin? / A lot.

Accordion style.

Kid put up a fight.

That's not the version I heard.

Thank you, Monica.

Thank you.

Your doctor said you were very lucky.

Yeah, yeah, the bullet just...

barely missed my heart.

That is lucky.

It's my understanding that

Brad, Justin and you were friends.

We met at the club,

yeah.

They let me shadow them. I just
wanted to see how the business worked.

Long hours, hard work and
all the cocaine you can snort, right?

They were into it.

I wasn't really.

Here's the thing, Ricky.
We found a great deal of skin

under justin's fingernails

and the only way that could get there
would be as a result of a struggle.

Now, your version of the story

is that the shooter entered,

fired and left immediately,

so I'm confused.

What...? / I need you
to let me see your arms.

Ricky!

I came as soon as I heard.
Is everything all right?

Yeah. / I'm Aaron Schecter.
I represent the Murdoch family.

Murdoch sugar. / That's right.
"The sweet life. "

Biggest conglomerate
in north or south america.

Who am I dealing with?

- Uh, we're with the city.
- Okay, that's great.

Listen, it's very important that the Murdoch
family name is protected at all times.

The media, unfortunately,
tends to seize on things like this.

Is there anything I can tell them
about the investigation?

You can tell them that young ricky here

is lying about his participation in a murder.

I'm sure he misspoke due to trauma.

Ricky, this is your chance to clear this up.

Ricky's said all he's going to say today.

Are you sure you want this man speaking for you?

That's the way it is in my family.

Okay.

To be continued.

You I.D. The powder that left this print?

Yeah. Cocaine hydrochloride.

Delko, don't take this personally, man,

but you stink.

Look, man, I've been crawling around
in dumpsters all day looking for a gun,

all right? / Well, I hope you
at least found the thing.

No, I didn't, as a matter of fact.

Joseph, why don't you give me the print on the bottle

and stop talking about where I've been and

how I smell?

Photometric stereo imaging.

Captures the 3-d visible print
off a surface not suitable for lifting.

See, with each angle of light,

the texture of the bottle's surface changes,

illuminating a different section of the fingerprint.

Then we download them,

run them through the software
and we get...

A three-dimensional image of a fingerprint.

Then all I have to do is suppress the image texture,

run it through a linear filter...

like magic.
3-d to 2-D.

Workable print.

That's great. Run that
through AFIS for me, will you?

Done.

Mr. Angelo Sedaris.

Club owner.

All applicants for a liquor license
have to get fingerprinted.

His club's called "silenus. "

Yeah. And he's located less than a blockfrom the crime scene.

Silenus- a guy in greek mythologywho liked to party.

So Angelo has a sense of humor.

I wonder if he's heard the one
about the guy who walks into the bar

and starts shooting people.

I stopped by on the way home.

Club owners, we do that.

The only other people that's going to be up is one of us.

What time?

5:30.

Gone by 6:00.

Play all night, sleep all day.

Justin tried to serve me a shot of cheap ouzo.

Loser. / Justin's a loser

because you are a top-shelf guywho likes expensive ouzo and

has a very expensive cocaine habit.

I don't do blow.

Herb's more my style.

You had cocaine all over your fingers, Angelo.

That's how the lab was able to get your print.

How did you injure your hand, Angelo?

It could have been anywhere,
I don't know. / But it wasn't-

it was at the club, while you and
Justin were fighting over that cocaine.

- Just before you shot him.
- I didn't shoot anyone.

Okay.

Justin and Brad stopped by the club earlier.

I let them punks in my vip,
and what do they do?

so I went back to get it.

Have a drink, Angelo. / Man...

you take my coke,

I take your good ouzo.

I wasn't about to leave my coke.

Hey, yo, gimme that.
This is my stuff. / Hey!

I didn't shoot them.

I just took the rest of my stuff and went home.

Angelo just comped to cocaine possession.

Woops.

I'm going to need to examine
your car. / For what?

For scum.

Angelo's got nice taste in cars.

Hard to go wrong when you spend 80 grand.

So, I checked with city maintenance.

The sweeper that works that street

does it around 7:45,
give or take a couple of minutes.

Rescue got the call at 7:55.

And Angelo said he was gone by 6:00.

If we put his car on the scene,
we've caught him in a lie.

Hey, let me ask you a question.

Why would you add
a cheap compact disk player

on to a top-of-the-line
german audio system?

Well, you wouldn'T.

That's cute.

.22 revolver..

just like the rounds we found in our victims.

So, you'll process Angelo's gun,

- I'll brief Horatio?
- I'll be in firearms.

Calleigh. / Hi, dad.

Got discovery.

Looked at the trace results,

and there was motor oil in the boyfriend's stab wounds.

I don't know any of the particulars of the case, dad.

I don't think my girl did it.

Really? / Yeah, I believe that the evidence

is beginning to contradict her confession.

Okay.

Case history.
Start with the oil.

Okay.

Gloria Haberfield,
19 years old,

sitting, uh...

with her paramour, Duane
Edmunds, in his car.

They get into an argument.

- Don't listen. That's your promiss... - I do listen...

Duane you don't listen to me.

and here, the police allege
that Gloria reached into the glove box,

took out a screwdriver

and stabbed Duane.

Stabbed him and stabbed him and stabbed him

like a friend of Julius Caesar.

It says here that the police have an eyewitnessthat saw everything.

she thought she did.

Late night, looking through glass.

And I've been asking around.
This kid, Duane,

his car has got a faulty carburetor,

so he keeps a screwdriver
on hand in the car to adjust, you know,

for cold starts.

Okay, explain it to me in context, dad.

Well, if it was me,

why would I keep that screw driver way
over there in that glove compartment,

when he could keep it right by his side,
right there in the door side pocket,

nice and handy?

So in order for the girl to attack him,

she would've had to have reached
across his body and grab it.

Exactly, but that doesn't make
any sense, now, does it? No.

But what does make sense is,

he gets mad, he reaches down,
he grabs for that trusty old screwdriver...

and he attacks her.

you got a case for
self-defense right there.

I just think you're going to have to have more
than motor oil in a stab wound to prove it.

That's why I want them
to take a look at this car.

Blood analysis, weapon strikes,
and tool marks on the interior.

Tool marks are my specialty.

Well, as much as I like
our pleasant conversation...

dad, it's already been assigned
to another criminalist.

He's a good csi-
his name's Eric.

Good as he may be,
he is no rival for my little lamb chop.

All right, I promise you that I will
check in on things and I will observe,

but I have to work on my own case
or Horatio's going to have my hide.

Good. Go get 'em.

Hey, John.

What'd you tell your father?

Excuse me? / Prosecutor just called
me in the haberfield case.

Your father persuaded his client to change
her plea about stabbing her boyfriend.

- That's your case?
- Like you didn't know that.

No, I didn't know that. I've been
trying to stay at arm's length about it.

What'd you tell him, Calleigh?

I told him that he should
take a look at the evidence,

which is what I would
have told any attorney.

Great. Well, now my suspect
changed her story.

Well, you know what, John?
That's her right.

Just like it's the state's
right to take it to trial.

This is B.S. Total B.S.

Hey, are you more upset about the
constitution or about your arrest jacket?

I care about a confession
she freely gave me that.

- Now she's saying I coerced.
- Well, John, if the evidence is good,

then the confession will stick.

- Whose side are you on?
- I didn't realize that evidence took sides.

Is this urgent, detective?

It can wait.

You okay?

You know it.

Okay. Angelo's gun.

I've gotten a little sidetracked.

All right. What have you got?

Uh, basically,

the bullet striations don't match,

so this wasn't the gun that was
used to shoot the two victims,

and the club owner,
Angelo, was telling us the truth.

Okay, so our only confirmed liar,
then, is Ricky Murdoch.

Yeah. / All right.

What are you looking for exactly?

Something's not right, Alexx.

Such as?

Let's talk about timeline.

Is it possible Justin died earlier
than was in your report?

I examined both the bodies in the bar
just after 9:00 A.M.-

Blood had just begun to settle.

Was there any indication of rigor?

Slight stiffening in the eye
muscles, that's all.

Right, so what is the earliest
he could have died?

Mm, 6:30.

6:30. What about latest?

7:15, 7:30 at the outside.

7:30 at the outside.

So rescue got a call-out at 7:58.

Sounds like Ricky has
a problem with his timeline.

Right. He's missing an hour.

I wonder if his lawyer knows that.

This weapon was found
15 minutes ago in a dumpster

behind a club by a private security
firm hired by the Murdoch family.

Miami-dade police have confirmed
that the owner of the club,

an Angelo Sedaris,

is being questioned in the shooting.

Didn't your guys already look
at that club owner's gun and rule it out?

Yes, we did, but the public
doesn't know that, do they?

To solve these brutal attacks.
To help,

the Murdoch family is posting
a reward of a half a million dollars

to any information that
leads to an arrest.

Thank you.

Thank you, Aaron.

Gentlemen.

H, we searched the trash in
a three-block radius for that gun.

And?

It's got to be a stunt.
It's not the murder weapon.

No, it is the murder weapon.
It was cleaned

and dropped where we could find it.

- By who?
- By Ricky's attorney.

Why would ricky's attorney hand
us the murder weapon?

Because Ricky's got a smart attorney,
and he knows we're looking at his client.

He'll try to get ahead of us.

So now let's get ahead of him.

Mr. Schecter.

The security staff that found the gun
gave it to me immediately afterwards.

It has not left my possession.
The chain of evidence is preserved.

How helpful.

You know, Aaron,

some might call this hiding in plain sight.

I hope you're not suggesting that
Ricky had prior knowledge of

that gun's whereabouts
or any part in this tragedy?

Well, I guess that depends, doesn't it?

It depends on where Ricky was
between the time of the murder

- and the 911 call.
- Struggling to stay conscious.

He's an innocent victim of
a random shooting.

By a masked man who killed two
of his friends and then spared him.

- I remember.
- What are you implying?

I'm not implying anything, Aaron.

What I want is to see the
bullet hits on his body.

- Oh, that's going to take a warrant.
- Not necessarily.

What are you getting at, lieutenant?
What are you doing?

Aaron,

you will be first to know.

Speed...

I want to find the shirt that Ricky
wore when he got shot.

The paramedics cut it off him.

- You want to test it for lead?
- Yeah, here's what I want to do.

I want to reconstruct the shooting.

Start close and work back
for distance, all right?

Arm's length first. / Good.

You got it.

Viscous substance.

Doesn't look like motor oil.

Won't know until I test it.

You know she stabbed
him eight times?

Yeah, you've told me
that eight times,

and it still doesn't change
what I have to do here.

You find something?

I'm not sure yet.

- That could be anything.
- I wouldn't bother.

It's no bother.

That looks like it could've been
done with a screwdriver.

I thought you were going
to be hands off.

Do you see any hands?

But you're going to
check it, right? / Yes.

As a matter of fact,
I'm just finishing up right now.

You're worse than Hagen.

Did Hagen ask you to check that?

No, actually, he asked
me not to bother.

That's interesting.

The indent matches the business
end of the screwdriver.

And there isn't a drop of blood on it.

So it could have been the boyfriend's
first act of aggression.

which could mean that everything
she did after that was self-defense.

Dad, you walk as quiet as a mouse.

Young man, you gonna put that
in your report, right?

Okay, then

- got a case to prepare.
- Well, it's just a start, dad.

I know, I know there's
other stuff to analyze,

but that colleague of yours,
detective Hagen?

I'll put him in the box.
Get his feet to the fire,

Okay, then. Bye, sweetie.

I appreciate it, young man.

Just doing my job, sir.

Your old man doesn't know about
you and Hagen, does he?

I didn't know that you knew it.

Oh, right.

Big secret.

Does everybody know?

Calleigh, we're CSIs.

I mean, if we can't figure something
going on between two people, then...

did he really ask you not
to look at the seat belt?

Hey, John.

Hey.

I just wanted to ask you
something face-to-face.

Did you try and overlook evidence
with regard to the seat belt?

- I didn't think it was important.
- A tool mark

on the accused girl's seat belt
in this case and it's not important?

If it doesn't establish
a specific window of time...

a case is the totality of evidence,
and you know that.

Come on. That's CSI talk.

I'm a cop. I got an eyewitness
and a signed confession

and an old man blowing my whole case
apart to pull himself up out of the bottle.

- I didn't mean that.
- I think you did.

And you know what?
As we speak,

that "old man" may be trying to save
the life of an innocent woman.

You know what?
I don't think friday night's going to work.

Yeah.

I couldn't agree more.

Ricky's shirt?

You were right. Paramedics had it.
No warrant necessary.

Okay... what about
comparable distance?

Three feet.

Left the same amount of residue
around the entry tear that ricky's had.

So, based on the powder burns alone,

it's would have been physically
impossible for Ricky to shoot himself.

Somebody else fired the gun.

What about the partial print
on the ouzo glass?

There's no match on AFIS.

Okay.

All right, here's what I want to do:

Let's contact the east
coast bar association.

Check with them, all right?

Well, gentlemen,

it looks like our lawyer...

is going to need a lawyer.

Ricky's resting.

He couldn't make it.

That's fine. I didn't want
to speak to ricky anyway.

You know, Aaron,
what I was thiining was

how long it would take a guy
wearing a $5,000 suit to get it dirty?

Is there something you
wanted to ask me?

The club tropos, Aaron,

have you ever been there?

Yesterday morning.

First time.

You neglected to mention that.

I was doing business with ricky.

Meeting Ricky on business.

And when you got there,

Justin and Brad were
dead already, right?

Which means your client was
facing a double murder charge and

you had to think of something fast.

What am I going to do?

Listen to me.
There was a robbery.

A man came in,
he was wearing a mask.

He killed both your friends,
you were injured.

You were injured.

Take it.

No, no, I can'T...

it'll be so fast,
you won't even feel it. Take it.

I can't! / Ricky...

what am I going to do?

Just think of something, Aaron!

Tell me, what am I going to do?!

it went wrong!

Pick a shoulder, ricky. / What?!

Pick a shoulder, left or right.
You gotta have a favorite.

No... no...

I met with my client.

I had a glass of ouzo and then
I left and went back to my office.

- What time was that?
- 7:00. No later.

You're lying. / Say I am.

Say I shot my own client for looks.

Why would I shoot the kid twice?
Near his heart, no less.

Why?

Aaron, I'm going to let
the gun tell me that.

What are you talking about?

See you in court.

I'm so tired of you.
I'll do what I want to! / I am the man!

- Why are doing this to me?
- I will do it!

I am the man!

What'd I say?

I told you...

Hi. This is CSI Calleigh Duquesne.

I need to speak to the prosecutor
in the haberfield case, please.

Thank you.

I'll hold.

Didn't the state's attorney
explain this to you?

'Cause information like this is
supposed to come out of his office.

Well, yes, he did, but

yeah, I'd like to hear it from you.

Well, she killed him, dad.

In self-defense. / No.

Well, this blood pattern,
for this to have occurred,

his head would have had to
have been forward and down.

As if he were unconscious.

And the person has to be alive
to bleed, and this spatter

is very distinctive.
This is an arterial blood spray.

This is...

well, it's the stab wound
that killed him and...

she would have had to
have lifted his head

back off his chest.

That's all here in the evidence,
I guess.

Basically...

Duane attacked her,
and she defended herself, but...

she didn't have to kill him.

He stopped being a threat
as soon as he was unconscious.

Yeah.

Well, I shouldn't have rejected
that deal they were offering.

I just buried my client.

No.

Hey, daddy, you're doing a great job,

and you're a good man.
Don't ever start thinking that you're not.

Do you want to go have some dinner?

No...

don't start worrying about me now.

I.. I'm not going to do something stupid,

drown my sorrows, you know.

I love your mama too much for that.

I just need a little bit of alone time.

Contemplate things.

See you.

How concerned
she might be about you.

I'm fine.

You sure?

Yeah.

Okay.

These are the bullets
they dug out of Ricky.

Right. Looks like one of
them's been shaved off.

Sometimes the cylinders aren't
correctly aligned with the barrel.

There's something else.

He was shot twice, wasn't he?

You're not thinking about
a sympathetic discharge, are you?

- 'Cause I've only ever read about that.
- You read about it because it happens.

You squeeze the trigger once,
the gun fires twice,

yet only a single round is
emitted from the barrel cleanly.

The second one gets
compressed by the recoil,

comes out an adjacent chamber,

producing a second
accidental discharge.

Right.

Only happens with poorly made guns.

So, Aaron lines up
on Ricky's shoulder...

pick a shoulder.
You got to have a favorite.

Left or right?
Pick a shoulder.

You don't have to do this.

Just one shot. One shot.

The gun misfires and
it's the sympathetic projectile

that hits him in the chest.

No! yaah!

You're till gonna have to put
the gun in the lawyer's hand.

Yes, I am.

Schecter cleaned it.

Let's check it again.

Are you sure this is legal, sir?

Taking samples from Mr. Schecter's car?

Is this a public parking lot?

Yes.

Then it's legal.

Horatio? / Yes, ma'am.

So, Ricky's company?

Ricky's company bought a building
right across the street from tropos.

- He was planning on opening a club.
- Not without a liquor license.

He applied to the state.

But our victims' bar was so close,

they wouldn't issue one.

"Denied. " You see, this is where
a family attorney earns his money.

I found a fiber lodged
in the trigger of the gun.

Is it probative?

It's a fine wool.

It's 14.5 microns.

That's thinner than human hair.
It was also weld with silk.

Fine wool and silk, traditionally used to
make very expensive italian suits.

Nice going, calleigh. Speed?

I got a match on the car.

Same detergents,
same disinfectants, same scum.

Lawyer's car was parked outside
the bar when it was swept.

Excellent.

I hope you have good
cause for bringing us here.

How would murd be?

It'd be great if you had the evidence.

Ricky has a company.

- Ricky has lots of companies.
- That's actually quite true.

Ricky has many companies,
but the company

that she's referring to
was planning to open a club

directly across the street from tropos.

Ricky's money was going to
provide the liquor license,

and Justin and Brad had been
tapped to run the club.

- Wasn't that the deal?
- There was no deal, lieutenant.

You lied, Aaron.
There was no deal,

because Justin and Brad backed out,

and you got angry, didn't you, Ricky?

Anything!

What the hell is the matter with you?

No. No!

whoa.

Ricky!

so, what did you walk into, Aaron?

You walked in

on your client shooting
two of his friends.

You had a choice to make.

Your choice was,
you could be a witness

and help us
and lose the family account,

or you could do what you did,

create a little damage control

in which your gun misfired.

You don't have any proof.

Not true.

You're wearing another beautiful
handmade italian suit, Aaron.

I'm sure you've got
a closet full of them.

And we located

a fiber that was lodged between the
trigger and the trigger guard, Aaron.

And the only way that is possible is
if the suit is in close proximity

to a weapon as it's being fired.

It's called "friction transfer. "

You used your sleeve

so you wouldn't leave prints...

And that little fiber

places the murder weapon

in your hand.

In addition, the sample we took from
your car puts you in the bar 45 minutes

after you said you'd left the bar.

How am I doing so far?

Ricky, I can no longer represent you.

You're going to have to find
yourself a new lawyer.

No, no, no,

you're my lawyer.

First, there's the investigation,
then there's the trial.

You think I'm a smart lawyer, you
haven't met my old law professor yet.

But you know what?
You're about to.

I look forward to it.

I'll be ready.

Cuff 'em.

Calleigh.

Hey. I'm not really up for
any conversation right now.

Listen,

I found your dad in a bar
on 14th street.

I'm sorry.
I'll get him in my car.

You didn't need to do this.

Yes, I did.

Hi, lamb chop.

Hi, dad.

A little too much contemplation?

- More than my fair share.
- Let's take you home.

I'm fine now.

In here? / Yep.

There you go.

I'm okay.

Hang on a second.

Son, you really should consider speaking to the prosecutor.

He might be able to cut you a deal.

I've got nothing to deal.

You're not gonna get him.

My family's gonna pay for the best
legal defense you've ever come up against.

And when this is over,

I'm still gonna open my club.

Aaron's still gonna be my lawyer.

You know why?

Because the best defense...

is money.

Ricky,

the best defense

is an honest life.

Take him.