All language subtitles for Law & Order s19e19 All New.eng

NARRATOR:
In the criminal justice system

the people are represented
by two separate yet equally important groups,

the police
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

All right, no peeking.
(CHUCKLING)

Okay.

Tom, it's beautiful.

This isn't
a reproduction, is it?

No, no,
it's a real antique. Art Deco.

This is what you like, right?
Yes. But I thought that we wouldn't.

Well, I figured
I had to snap it up before someone else did.

Besides, I had to give you
something for our three-month anniversary, right?

I didn't get you anything.

I'm sure you'll
think of something.

You know, New Paltz
is a long way away.

I'm sure your
your dad wouldn't be too upset

if we, uh...
If we got there tomorrow morning instead.

I just thought
of what to give you for our anniversary.

Yeah?
Yeah.

CORVELL:
Neighbor called it in. That's the wife, Linda.

Male victim's Thomas Cooper,
lieutenant with the Fire Department.

They moved in
about two months ago.

They've had workers in here?

Apparently it was just them,
real do-it-yourselfers.

Looks like they
were camping out here in the living room.

The upstairs
is a real mess.

They came in
through the back door.

Forced the lock
with a pry bar.

Probably killed Lieutenant
Cooper first, then took their time with his wife.

Home invasion.

It's not quite a home yet.

Sarge, there're some
firemen out there trying to get through the line.

Yeah, let's go.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Guys! Come on, guys!
Guys, relax!

Let me talk.
I understand how you feel, but this is a crime scene.

We have to keep it clean.

We're Lieutenant Cooper's
company, Engine 29.

Nobody carries
him out but us.

(FIREMEN AGREEING)

Okay, I tell you what,
you pick two guys,

and you can escort
your Lieutenant out.

Me and you.

Tell you what, Lupes,
we'd better do right by these guys.

(SIGHING)

Lieutenant Cooper took
seven blunt-force hits to the face.

But, the blow that did him in
was the impact with the floor.

All in all, I estimate
12 minutes, start to finish.

Not exactly in a hurry.

Mrs. Cooper
was raped vaginally.

Rape kit showed
no seminal fluids, but, there was Octyl-9.

It's a condom lubricant.

Strangulation?
Yeah, repeated.

Her assailant
squeezed her windpipe,

probably to the point
of unconsciousness, then he'd release.

Stop and go.
The same pattern as the husband.

He was trying
to get something out of them.

They were supposed to come
to my Dad's last night.

But, they called
to say that they were coming in the morning.

Did your sister
and brother-in-law

ever mention
problems with anyone?

No, nobody.

Were there any
valuables in the house?

My sister was
a teacher's aide, and Tom was a fireman.

Their wedding rings
cost $500.

Whatever money they had,
they put into that little house in Washington Heights.

We're very sorry
for your loss.

An officer will
drive you home.

Cooper was
in great shape.

It would've taken
more than one person

to subdue him
and control his wife.

The way they tore up the house
would've taken more than one pair of hands.

Hard to tell where
the renovation stopped and the ransacking started.

This light fixture,
Art Deco antique.

And something like this
normally runs about ten grand.

(SCOFFING) And you would
know this because?

Magic.

See if Cooper's buddies
know how he came up with the money to pay for that.

FIREMAN: Come on, back it up.

Come on.
Rare antiques?

Knowing Half-Price,
he probably got them at a yard sale.

"Half-Price"?
What's that about?

Lieutenant was just
tight with his money.

Like his house,
he bought it in a foreclosure.

Well, this fixture
isn't the kind of thing

that you find
in the discount bin.

Maybe Cooper
had another source of income?

So that's
where you're at with this thing.

Calling our brother
fireman a crook?

TOSHACK: If he had
a sideline, it's news to me.

You guys got a dog?
Used to.

Spence, get a box
for the detective.

I don't want
to tell you guys how to do your job,

but you guys are wasting
your time digging up dirt on Cooper.

He was one of the best.
Yeah, we got that,

but we got
to look at anything out of the ordinary,

anyone he had a beef with.
Like this guy.

"Call A.S.A.P."
With three exclamation points.

"Upton Paints."
You know anything about this?

Guy came in
a couple of weeks ago,

looking for Cooper,
real steamed. He left that for him.

He said if the Lieutenant
didn't call, he'd make real trouble for him.

It was an honest mistake.
I thought Cooper ripped me off.

Yeah, well maybe
you should explain how you made that honest mistake.

When he bought
thirty gallons of semi-gloss from me,

he peeled off eight
100 dollar bills from a roll as big as your fist.

And then I get
a call from the bank

saying there's something
wrong with the bills,

and they wouldn't
credit my account

until they had them
checked out.

You thought he was
passing counterfeit money? Yeah.

And so where
was the mistake?

The bank called
a couple of days later

and said the bills
were genuine,

but they were 40 years old.

That's why they
were so suspicious. We're square now.

BERNARD: The bills
were printed between 1965 and 1969.

Thing is with paper money,
it's usually taken out of circulation

after five to 10 years,
but, Cooper's bills are near-mint condition.

Is that LT's
magnifying glass?

Yeah. I borrowed it
off her desk.

Oh, man, when she finds out,
you're going to need it

to find the pieces
of your face around this squad room.

There's something else
about this money. Lower right corner.

Somebody wrote "L.B."

Yeah, I had an instructor
at the Academy. This old narco cop.

He said back
before copy machines,

you'd write your initials
on drug-buy money

so you could
identify it at trial.

So this money
could've been used in an old drug bust.

Maybe the French Connection.
Ooh!

Now we just need to find
a Narcotics undercover from the '60s,

with the initials "L.B."

LUPO: You recognize this?
Yeah. That's my mark.

Where'd you get these?
From the police museum?

They were used
two weeks ago by a murdered fireman

to buy paint supplies.

No kidding.

We matched the serial numbers
from the bills to one of your old dope cases.

The case that never
made it to court

because the dope dealer
in question

was killed with
another dope dealer in a shoot-out.

You said in your report
you found 100 grand in cash at his place.

The informant had said
five times that.

That's 400,000
that vanished into thin air.

Until today.

We need to know how that money
got from the dope dealer's apartment to this fireman.

Don't worry, the statute
of limitations for larceny ran out 35 years ago.

The only way
to get jammed up now is by lying.

That stupid idiot,
Mansfield.

My partner, Paul Mansfield.
He was in the back seat, splitting up the money.

I told him, "Make sure
you put the marked bills back where they came from."

Okay. So, 200 grand each.
What'd you do with your cut?

Drank some, gambled some.

My ex-wife took
what was left.

What about Mansfield?

I don't think
he ever spent a dime.

Too scared
of attracting attention.

The stress killed him,
though, I'm sure of it.

Heart attack,
five years later.

What about his family?

Just his wife.

She stayed
in their little house in Washington Heights,

just off Bennett Park,
until she passed.

This guy, Mansfield,
was some clever duck.

Take a look at this.
We found the wall already opened up.

These wires are screwed
into the studs.

Pull one up.

The other three
are the same. Old tobacco tins.

Good place
to stash a bankroll.

LUPO: Hey, B,
check this out. In here.

Excuse me.

Mansfield hid the drug money
in the dining room wall

40 years ago.
Cooper must've found it.

And somebody found
Cooper's new hiding place.

They must have noticed
the new linoleum wasn't glued down.

$20 bill, dated 1968.

The killers must've known
Cooper hit the motherload.

Yeah, and they came a-calling.

It's probably why
they took their time beating up Cooper.

They wanted him
to tell them where he hid the money.

LUPO: Yeah, when he died,
they turned to the wife,

and tore the place up
looking for the cash,

so it figures,
she didn't tell them where it was.

VAN BUREN: Even though they
almost choked her to death over and over again.

LUPO: So, maybe Cooper
didn't tell her where he hid it.

(SCOFFING)
A sweetheart.

You know, put out
alerts to all the banks

in case any more
of the bills turn up.

And then we need to find out
who knew Cooper had the money.

Well, considering
how Cooper kept his wife in the dark,

I don't think he's the type
of person who would brag about hitting the jackpot.

You know, it looks like
they were going to replace

the bearing wall
on the first floor with this steel column.

You see that there?
Mmm-hmm.

That's a two-man job,
nothing he and his wife could've done alone.

Yeah, whoever helped them

might have been there
when they found the money in the wall.

Do you have any itemized
construction supply bills?

Uh, yeah.

Oh, and by the way,
Detective,

my magnifier
that you borrowed the other day?

That's going
to cost you 25 bucks

to the Harlem
Boys and Girls Club.

Here it is.
Metropolitan Lumber, a month ago.

Ten-foot steel l-beam.
Mmm-hmm.

We need to find out
who helped him get it home. Yeah, all right.

Told you.

Yeah, I remember this guy.

Haggled me down
almost to cost.

Thought he was entitled
to a fireman's discount.

Yeah, that was his rep.

We notice the store
hires out people to assist with home projects.

Did he get any help?
No.

I told him that installing
a weight-bearing column wasn't for amateurs.

But, he said
him and his pal had it covered.

His pal?
Young guy.

Yeah, the two of them
carried the beam out themselves.

Wanted to save
on delivery cost.

You remember
what his friend looked like?

White, in his 20s, crew-cut.

He had a, uh, tattoo.
What was it? "Hellfire Boys."

I helped him a few times.
It was no big deal.

This guy needs a hand
with home repairs, that one needs his lawn mowed.

Slave labor.
Sounds like fun.

Everyone coming up
goes through it. It's all good.

So, what did you do
at Cooper's house?

I helped him put up
that column. I helped him with some with the demo.

I bet you had
to be careful,

so you didn't damage
any of the original woodwork in there,

like that wainscoting
in the dining room.

No, I didn't work on that.
I had to leave on a call.

One last thing.
Where were you last Friday night?

You're kidding me, right?
Just answer the question.

(EXHALES LOUDLY)
I finished my shift,

then I met my girl
in The Village for some Italian.

It was my birthday.
Nick made an 8:00 at Dolcetto's.

Hmm.

He sprung for the lobster.
I would have preferred a ring,

but Nick says
he needs to get his stripes before he can afford a wife.

Anyway, after the dinner,
he said he was beat to hell from the job,

and then he went
home to crash.

Did he talk
about that guy, Lieutenant Cooper?

He's not one to complain.

LUPO: Complain? About what?

About the personal chores
he was doing for Cooper and the other guys?

Wasn't just that.

Nick would never
admit it, but...

(SIGHING)

How bad was it?

A few weeks ago,
Nick's driving out to Suffolk County

to visit
his grandmother.

Next thing,
he's calling me from a hospital.

He's got food poisoning.

This is a guy
with a cast-iron stomach.

He didn't want
to talk about it,

but, I knew
something happened.

Mister Spence had his stomach
pumped and spent two days at Suffolk County Hospital.

From eating what?

Dog food.

He had internal bleeding.
Dog food contains ground bone meal.

The human intestinal tract
is not meant to digest that.

Why would someone
deliberately eat dog chow?

Well, unless he
was starving to death

or at my ex-sister-in-law's
for Thanksgiving, he wouldn't.

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

Cooper had dog food
in his locker.

Yeah, but the firehouse
didn't have a dog.

Yeah, but they had a proby.

Sure, Cooper broke
the kid's balls. We all did. It was nothing serious.

For example?

One time McShane
sent Spence up

to this bodega on 114th
to pick up groceries.

In drag. (CHUCKLES)

Kid comes back with photos
of himself kissing this old Korean guy.

Cooper was always
the one to cut the proby slack.

Walters? He made the kid
clean his gutters in the rain.

See, thing about the proby,
he's always been a good sport.

What if I told you
that Cooper made Spence eat some dog food, hmm?

Then I'd call you a liar.

You saw me pull dog food
out of Cooper's locker.

And I told you we
used to have a dog.

Oh, yeah, we...
We checked into that, and guess what?

It must've been
a phantom dog because nobody ever saw it.

Yeah, come on, Toshack.

When you were a proby
at Engine 29,

didn't Cooper give
you the treatment?

Cooper was
a good guy, okay?

And the proby
wouldn't say any different.

Then why did he
put in for a transfer two weeks ago?

Maybe he couldn't take
Cooper's hazing.

Yeah and when they
denied his request, he found another way out.

That's bull. Spence
is a stand-up guy,

just like his pop,
Bill Spence, Department legend.

Carried six people
out of a three-bagger in Stuy Town.

And as for Lieutenant Cooper,

I'm not going to sit here
and let you kick dirt

on the grave of a guy
that I trusted with my life.

It was the
big sucking sound of the FDNY closing ranks.

Same sound
when we close ours.

You really like
Spence for this?

His alibi's crap, he's got
means, motive in spades, the hazing, the money.

Well, you were figuring
on two assailants.

You have a candidate
for number two?

Not yet. Everybody
at the firehouse sang Cooper's praises.

Just got a fax from the Feds.

40-year-old bills turned up
at banks in Bay Ridge and Smithtown, Long Island.

Spence has a grandmother
next door to Smithtown, in Babylon.

It's time to bring him in.
Mmm-hmm.

LUPO: We're looking for one
of your guys. Nick Spence from Engine 29.

FIRE CHIEF: He had
no business being up there without back-up.

No business whatsoever!

You understand?
What the hell were you guys thinking?

Chief? Detective Bernard
and Detective Lupo.

We need to talk
to Nick Spence.

You guys are a little late.

(SIGHING)

BLAIR: The 29 crew
was the first on site.

Spence, Walters and Toshack
were the forcible entry team.

Spence was on the top floor
sweeping the offices for survivors.

Turns out this whole area

was full of aerosols
that were improperly stored. They ignited.

Throw in a room
that was illegally subdivided,

there were no windows,
it's a perfect storm.

A rookie fireman
four flights up on his own?

Is that standard procedure?

No. He should've been
bird-dogging his senior man.

That would be Toshack.

Toshack said he advised
Spence of his responsibilities before they entered the site.

He's saying Spence
disobeyed him?

Yes. Worst of it is,
the warehouse was empty anyway.

The auto parts company
that was leasing the facility

went out of business
the week before.

How did this fire start?
RAYMOND: Undetermined.

We found what might be
traces of an accelerant.

Let me ask you,
as a Fire Marshal,

you find it plausible
that a seasoned firefighter like Toshack

would lose track
of a proby who, all of a sudden,

decided to take it
upon himself to play hero?

You ever been
in a fire, Detective? You can't breathe.

You can't see.
Guys make snap decisions, and sometimes they die.

That facility
had no sprinklers,

the asbestos had been
removed from the insulation a month before.

Those walls
were like kindling.

You want to blame someone,
blame the laws of combustion. Okay?

BERNARD: Spence
ate dog food on command,

but we're supposed
to believe that he

disobeyed a superior
at a fire?

Well, what are you
asking us to believe?

Firehouse justice, maybe.

Their beloved lieutenant
is killed by the proby,

so all of his men
take revenge?

They sent Spence
into a firetrap.

Did the Fire Marshal
sign off on your theory?

That firefighters
use fire to settle scores?

No.

Stick to your
original mission.

The robbery-homicide
of a firefighter and his wife.

Investigations take
their own course.

I have nothing
but respect for firemen.

Imagine what it takes
to run into a burning building to save life and property.

It's bad enough
your murder suspect was a probationary firefighter

and that hazing
might've played a role.

You don't need to put
the rest of the fire department in the crosshairs.

More like,
Candidate McCoy doesn't need it.

CUTTER:
One case at a time.

Spence is dead,
but his possible accomplice is still running loose.

If Spence was still around,
we might've gotten him to flip on his accomplice.

Well, Spence must
have talked to somebody.

Not his girlfriend.

Another fireman, then.

Maybe a retired one.

There wasn't nothing
wrong with my son.

We know you spoke
with your son every day,

we have the phone
records to prove it.

Now, you must have spoken
about something that was going on in his firehouse.

He didn't give me
the blow-by-blow,

he just told me
Cooper was riding him pretty hard.

(SIGHING) I talked him
out of quitting I don't know how many times,

especially after
his transfer was denied.

What about
the last two weeks?

He was worried.

He kept saying
crazy stuff,

like how he felt
responsible for Tom Cooper getting killed.

Responsible how?
Did he say?

I knew my son was no killer.

He didn't have
to explain to me what he meant.

(SIGHING)
I just told him to shut up

and to forget about it.

I mean, what do you think?
I should have told him to tell what he knew?

(LOUDLY) Screw that.

Screw Cooper and the
fire truck he married.

All I wanted was for my son

(SOBBING) to come home
in one piece. Excuse me.

Fire truck?

Yeah, my guess,
all the firemen rode her.

I wondered how long
before you people started sliming my sister.

I'm not here to do that.

Linda dated a lot.
Mostly firemen.

She'd say they
were more alive, more real.

Anyway, so what?

Given the violence
she was subjected to, anything's possible.

Sometimes these
relationships linger.

No. That all ended
when she found Tom. Full stop.

They were in love.

Maybe some
of her old boyfriends didn't want it to end.

I mean, a couple of guys
were still trying to hook up, but she wasn't interested.

Did she keep a diary?

No. But she'd get "fan mail."

She put all
that stuff away when she met Tom.

But she kept it?
Yeah.

It's at my mom's house,
in the attic.

Linda Cooper didn't lack
for admirers. All firemen, by the looks of it.

I never got this thing
about men in uniform.

I could see the appeal.

Ah, don't worry,
I outgrew it by the time I was 10.

I did find one admirer
who took Linda's impending marriage hard.

"You deserve better
than spending the rest of your life with a bully.

"It's going to kill me
to watch you walk down that aisle.

"You can try to ignore me,
but, I won't let you. I love you too much."

Signed "L.D.H."

L.D.H. Didn't
correspond to any initials at the firehouse,

or the list
of Cooper's friends.

Now, there was one
photo from Tom Cooper's place.

It, uh... It was from
a night out with the boys.

They all have
these T-shirts on. Yup, here.

Toshack's T-shirt.
It could be L.D.H.

The nicknames, Halligan, Pike.
They're all firemen's tools.

What's an L.D. H?

L.D.H. Is a Large
Diameter Hose. (SCOFFING)

Well, he does have
a pretty inflated sense of himself.

Yeah, the kind of
inflated ego that doesn't like rejection.

What's Toshack's alibi
for the Coopers' murder?

He was off duty.
But, he was called in to work at 11:10.

L.D.H. Let's reel him in.

First of all, I'm not
the only firefighter who uses that handle.

Second, much as
I wouldn't have minded taking a poke at Linda Cooper,

I never had the pleasure.

No, see, thing is,

you're the only L.D.H.
Who has access to the firehouse computer,

which is what we traced
those e-mails back to.

You know, the department's
had a whole lot of people hacking into our system.

You don't actually
think you can rape and kill the woman

who broke your heart,
murder her husband and steal $200,000

without leaving one
thread loose, do you?

I suppose not.

But then, I didn't do
any of those things.

That nickname
of Cooper's, Deck Gun.

That's those water-cannons
on top of fire trucks, right?

Right.

And a deck gun
out-muscles an L.D. H, right?

Compared to a deck gun,
an L.D.H. Is a garden hose.

You think that's what
sealed the deal for Linda?

All that thrust and power?

(SOFTLY) You know,
I could do this all day.

But I'm going to wait
for my lawyer now.

We're not getting anywhere
relying on Toshack's poor impulse control.

I know. I checked
the firehouse records and found the duty roster

for the night
that Cooper was killed.

Toshack drew it up.

He, McShane and Walters
were all off-duty that night,

but check out
the notation next to Spence.

"Proby can detail
to E.M.T. Or not. His choice."

You don't give someone
the option of working through a murder

if you want
his help committing it.

But Spence told his father
he felt responsible for the murders.

Maybe because he was
the one that told Toshack Cooper had found the money.

Hey. I went through
Toshack's bank statements,

to see if he was dumb
enough to deposit any cash.

He wasn't,
but check this out.

Last week he deposited
a check for 3,500 bucks

from a company called
"Mulberry Waste Remediation."

What, he's moonlighting
in the hazardous waste business?

Yeah, disposing
of such materials as asbestos.

The warehouse
where Spence died?

Someone was in there
last month, stripping out asbestos.

The waste management
company confirmed it.

Toshack worked
on the fourth floor.

He would've seen
the layout of the place,

knew the aerosols
were stored there.

That's more progress
than we have on the Coopers' murders.

We can't place
Toshack at the scene of their killings,

can't tie him to the money.

And the only person who might
have been able to help us prove our case is dead.

That's what we'll go
after Toshack for.

Nick Spence's murder.

But the Fire Marshal
hasn't ruled that fire as arson.

We can't begin to prove
that Toshack set it.

I won't need
to prove he set it.

But you want to convict
him of a murder by a fire he didn't set?

What's your strategy?

A leap of faith.

I hope you're up for it.

This is an attack
on every firefighter in the city.

This is an attack
on one very bad apple,

who just happens
to be a firefighter.

This goes way
beyond one firefighter.

You fool 12 citizens
with this "higher duty" crap,

no firefighter's going
to be able to do his job without worrying

some gung-ho prosecutor
is going to haul him into court

if somebody stubs his toe.

You're overstating
things, Chief.

There's not a firefighter
who doesn't already live in fear

that his mistakes may cost
the life of his buddies or a civilian.

This was no mistake.

We believe that Toshack
wanted Spence dead

because Spence could
implicate him in the murders of Cooper and his wife.

Then go after him
for those murders.

We don't have the evidence.

(SCORNFULLY)
This is some office you're running.

There's only
one person responsible for Spence's death,

and that's the owner
of the auto parts business.

He illegally
subdivided his offices.

And he's up next,
after we're done with Toshack.

If you're still
in office by then.

You actually think
you can get elected

without the support
of the firefighters?

I'll pretend
I didn't hear that.

I'll pretend you did.

In case that message
doesn't get through, we're filing a writ

to appoint a special
prosecutor to go after the business owner

for the death
of Firefighter Spence.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Prosecuting the owner now
will undermine our case against Toshack.

We have to stop this, Jack.

Fat chance.
You know who appoints special prosecutors?

The Governor.

And he's not one
to let an opportunity pass to stick it to me.

Especially if it helps
his boy, Chapell, win an important endorsement.

Firemen are saints
in this city.

Deservedly so.

Now that you've put
Toshack in the crosshairs,

you better not miss.

WALTERS: We went in
as the F.E.T., the forcible entry team.

Brad Toshack
was the team leader.

I was the Iron Man.
I carried the heavy stuff,

the Halligan,
to break down doors.

What about Nick Spence?

He was the Can Man,
strapped with a large extinguisher.

What, if any orders,
did Mr. Toshack give you

in regards
to the fourth floor?

Well, things
were happening pretty fast.

Brad just said
to forget about the fourth floor,

the place was closed down,
there'd be nobody up there.

He said that in the
presence of all the members of your team?

Right. Brad Toshack
always makes sure everybody knows what to do.

He's a good leader.

I trust him with my life.

KNOX: Did he issue any
special instructions to Spence?

He told Spence
to stick close and to not lose sight of him.

If Spence had done
what he was told, he'd be alive.

KNOX: No more
questions, Your Honor.

(CLEARING THROAT)

Did Mister Toshack
spell out the hazards on the fourth floor?

The blind hallways,
the room full of aerosols?

He didn't have
to spell it out.

What? He didn't
have to spell out that if the aerosols exploded,

they could bring down
a good chunk of that building?

Things were happening
pretty fast. I mean, maybe he said something.

Will you show me
in your statement to the Fire Marshal,

where you mention any warning
by Mr. Toshack not to go up to the fourth floor?

Okay, he didn't mention it.

Yet, you say
you trust him with your life.

Well, how about you,
Mr. Walters?

Do other firefighters
trust you with their lives?

Sure.

They trust that if
you were aware of a danger to their safety,

you'd warn them,
correct?

Yeah, correct.

And you would
warn them, correct?

Correct.

You consider it your duty
as a firefighter, correct?

(FORCEFULLY)
Correct, Mr. Walters?

Answer his question,
Mr. Walters.

Yeah, correct.

Now, it is my pleasure
and great honor to announce today

that I have received
the endorsement of New York City's bravest

in my campaign
to become this county's next District Attorney.

I am humbled to receive
the support of people

that I have admired
since I was a kid... (SWITCHES OFF TV)

Luckily,
most firefighters can't vote in New York County.

But the people
who love them can.

Even if you
convict Toshack, it's an empty victory,

unless you can show
why he wanted Spence dead.

I think one of Toshack's
likely accomplices testified today.

Unless Toshack
is held accountable for all of his crimes...

You can't
justify this trial to your constituency.

Since when is it
all or nothing?

Sometimes a half measure
of justice is worse than no justice at all.

Jack, unless you order me,
I'm not withdrawing the charge of depraved indifference.

And I won't offer
Toshack a deal.

(SIGHING)

TOSHACK: I didn't
recognize the location

until we were standing
in front of the building.

Then I told my guys
what I had seen on the top floor,

when I worked
three weeks before.

The subdivided offices,
the cases of aerosol.

But, the situation was noisy,
we were on the move.

I was pretty sure
that they'd heard what I said.

What did you tell Nick Spence?

I told him to keep
his eye on me, to go where I go.

But, the smoke was thick.

When I noticed
Spence wasn't behind me anymore,

I tried to raise him
on the radio, but I couldn't.

I looked for him, but...

I've carried people
out of buildings,

I've saved some lives,
and I've lost some.

Fellow firefighters.

Unless you've been
inside a fire,

you can't know
what it's like.

Thank you, Brad.

Mr. Toshack,
were you aware that at the time of his death,

Nick Spence was a suspect

in the murder of
your Lieutenant Cooper and his wife?

I knew about it, but I didn't
believe it for a second. Why not?

Didn't Cooper mercilessly
haze Mr. Spence? Make him eat dog food?

Everybody got
the Cooper treatment.

Including you?

Yes, including me.
It was no big deal.

I loved Cooper
like a brother.

You loved his wife
too, didn't you?

You had an intimate
relationship with her before she was married?

Objection. Relevance.

Goes to the defendant's
state of mind.

Overruled. The witness
will answer.

Yes. But, it was all over.

So, there you were,
rushing into a burning building

with the man suspected
of killing your comrade

and his wife,
your former lover,

and you say you harbored
no ill will toward him?

I told you,
I didn't believe he did it.

Well, how could you
be so sure he didn't commit the murders?

Unless you were there.

Were you?

No, I wasn't.

So, isn't it possible
that in the confusion of events,

you forgot to warn
Spence of the dangers on the fourth floor?

No, I told those guys.

Mr. Walters
testified you didn't.

He's wrong. I told them.

He's wrong. So somehow,
Spence didn't get the word, or didn't hear you?

Maybe.

You were the forcible
entry team, right?

You were
breaking down doors.

You were in the lead,
with Walters, and Spence was the Can Man.

He was in the rear, correct?
Right.

So, when you
gave your warnings, it was the responsibility

of the person
closest to you, Walters,

to make sure
those warnings were relayed to Spence.

Sure.

Make sure he understood
the dangers. Walters' responsibility, correct?

That's right.

So, you're passing
the buck to Walters, your brother firefighter?

The man who says
he trusts you with his life?

I didn't mean...
Are you sure you're worthy of that trust?

No more questions.

JUDGE: Has the jury
reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

On the sole count
of the indictment, Murder in the Second Degree,

how do you find?

We find the defendant guilty.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(JUDGE POUNDING GAVEL)

He didn't do anything wrong!
He didn't do anything wrong!

(POUNDING GAVEL LOUDER)

We're not done yet.
Issue an arrest warrant for Walters.

I killed Spence?

Am I crazy
or didn't I just hear a jury convict Toshack?

That's because
they didn't believe his testimony

that he warned you,
and that you're the one

who failed to pass
the warning on to Spence.

They didn't believe it,
because it was crap.

Well, another jury
might not think so.

What other jury?

The one at your trial
for depraved indifference murder.

People's Exhibit One:
The transcript of Toshack's testimony.

Who knows, with an offer
to reduce his sentence,

we might even get
Toshack to testify against you in person.

Can they do that?

Or, I can set
aside this charge

and offer you a reduced
sentence for the murders of Tom and Linda Cooper.

25-to-life
for depraved indifference murder,

15-to-life
for a double murder.

And that's a one-time
only offer.

(WHISPERING)

What happened
at Cooper's house?

(SIGHING)

Toshack heard from Spence

that Cooper found the money
in the wall at the house.

Toshack, McShane and me,

we decided to steal it.

Cooper wasn't
supposed to be home.

When he didn't tell us
where he hid the money,

Toshack hit him
a little too hard.

Then he went after Linda.

Me and McShane,
we couldn't abide that,

but we couldn't stop him.

She didn't know
where the money was,

but he killed her anyway.

Then Toshack
got called back to the firehouse,

and I stayed with McShane

to look for the money.

We found it.

And Spence?

(IN A CHOKED VOICE)
Toshack got worried that he knew too much.

So, he set a fire,

and he sent Spence
up the stairs.

All for the damn money.

McShane and me, we...

We heard the cops
were tracing the bills,

so we lit
his barbecue and we made a fire.

Over 100 grand,

up in smoke.

That money was bad news.

It was bad news.

(SNIFFLING)

Walters, 15-to-life.
McShane, 15-to-life.

Toshack, 35-to-life,
signed, sealed, delivered.

Eat and run?

I'm filing
an indictment against the owner of the warehouse.

I want to beat
that special prosecutor to the punch.

Mike.

Thanks.

I think.

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