All language subtitles for Law and order S19E22 - The Drowned and the Saved

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.

I put the new budget
on your desk.

Stay out of my office,
Caroline.

Charles...

Anything you
have for me,
give it to Amy.

I'm sure you
understand my position.

You obviously don't
understand mine.

You can't seriously
expect me to.

What I expect is
a little consideration.

Good night, Caroline.

Guy going
out to get Pampers
for his kid

called it in
from his cell.

We got a
canvass started.

So far
no witnesses.

Looks like
knife wounds
from the back.

Ruined a
pretty good suit.

Crockett & Jones Wingtips.

Obviously not from
the neighborhood.

No wallet.

Just a business
card case here.

Charles Whitley,

executive director of
the Boland Initiative.
Pretty big charity.

Yeah, they got
100 bucks off
me last year.

Hey, check this out.

Ligature marks
on his wrists.

Somebody had
him tied up.

What's this?
It's not a tattoo.
Looks like fresh ink.

Bank account password?

One thing I know
for sure,

it's definitely not
his lucky number.

Charles was usually
home by 7:00.

I thought he'd stopped
to have a drink
with a colleague.

I fell asleep.

When I woke up
and he wasn't home...

Do you have
any idea why he'd
be up in Inwood?

No.

Was this a robbery?
Maybe.

He ever mention
any threats,

or people
following him?

No, nothing like that.

Executive director at
the Boland Initiative,

what did that involve?

He oversaw their
philanthropic projects.

Your husband,
did he

talk about problems
at the office?

No.

He loved his work.

He even turned
down a generous
retirement package.

He had this
written on his arm.

See.

That mean
anything to you?

It's not like Charles
to do that.

It doesn't even look
like his handwriting.

Contusions
on his limbs and torso,

bruised ribs,
welts on the back
of his legs.

All leading up to
the tercio de muerte.

The final act
of a bullfight.

Five stab wounds
to the right lower back.

Nice cluster.
Might be someone
with training.

What do you
make of the numbers
on his forearm?

It was applied
with a regular pen

not more than a day
before you found him.

As for the
numbers themselves,
I've seen this before.

Survivors from
Auschwitz.

The only death camp
where prisoners were
tattooed with serial numbers.

Maybe someone put
this number on his arm
as a message.

Anti-Semitic threats?
Charles wasn't Jewish.

Well, maybe
somebody thought
the Boland Initiative

was too sympathetic
to Jewish causes?

That would surprise me.
We spread the money
around very equally.

Do you spread
any of it up
in Inwood?

We have grant recipients
all over the city.

But I spoke with
Charles yesterday.

He didn't mention
going to Inwood.

His wife said
he was offered
a retirement package.

That was pro forma.
When Charles turned 62,

he was eligible
for early retirement.

We were relieved when
he decided to stay on.

Mrs. Reeves,
your conference call.

Oh, excuse me.

This is all of Mr. Whitley's
personal correspondence.

Thank you.
I see his datebook has

every other Tuesday
blocked off between
5:00 and 6:00.

That's right.
I'd call a car
for him

for a 4:15 pick-up
and off he'd go.

Off he'd go where?

I never asked and,
uh, he never told me.

I'd just tell the
dispatcher to take
Mr. Whitley as directed.

Can we come in?

Oh, sure.

You must be here
about the murder
down the street.

Hmm.

Let me put up
some fennel tea
for you.

It's great for
the digestion.

We're good.
You were here
last night, Ms...

Lorraine Flockhart.
Yes, I was.

A car service said...
Oops, sorry.

Uh, the car service
said that they dropped

the victim off
at this address.

Oh, my God.
It's Charles Whitley.

He was one
of my clients.

You were
his nutritionist.

Yes. I was.

He... Well, he had
a standing appointment
here for years.

How did he
seem yesterday?

He said he
was a bit run
down actually.

I reviewed his
glycemic index

and we made
some changes
to his diet,

and then he left
just after 6:00.

He had this written
on his left forearm.

Sorry.

He had his jacket
on the whole time.

There are
plenty of nutritionists

near his office
in Midtown.

You sure this
wasn't about sex?

We didn't get
that vibe.

The woman's practically
as old as his wife.
What would be the point?

I can't believe
you said that, Detective.

What?

I can't believe
it either.

Van Buren.

Yes,
put her through.
Want this closed?

This is Lieutenant Van Buren.

Yes, that's our case.

Of course,
we're interested.

It arrived
at the Metro Desk
this morning.

No return address,
no note.

This is a copy.

When I saw
Whitley was on this,
I called you.

Let's play it.

Bring the
prisoner here.
On your knees!

Yes, Fräulein Vera.

Hey, hey.
It's Lorraine,
the nutritionist.

Lick her boots,
you scum!

Talk about your
low-calorie diet.

You didn't
say "please!"

May I please lick
your boot, Fräulein?

Lick it clean.
And don't get
your lice on her.

What I do is
completely legal.

Mr. Whitley got
exactly the treatment
he paid for and agreed to.

Getting abused
as a prisoner,

the number on his arm,
that was all his idea?

Yes. Don't ask me why.

Maybe providing S&M
services is legal,

but making blackmail
videos isn't.

I didn't spend 15 years
building a reputation

just to ruin it by
blackmailing a client.

This was shot
in your office.

Without my knowledge.

Charles came over
two weeks ago.
He was furious.

He said that
someone had sent
a DVD to his work

and now they were
trying to fire him.

So, if you didn't
make the video,
who did?

Maybe one
of your elves?

They didn't know
where Charles worked.

Okay. So last Tuesday,

why did he come over?

For his usual session.

After being videoed?

I fired my two girls.
We moved to
a different room.

He needed this.

He couldn't stop.

Somebody sends
a DVD to Whitley's boss

to try to
get him fired

a month after
he was offered
a retirement package.

Which he turned down.

Somebody wanted him
out of that job badly.

They got him
out of that job now.
Badly.

I didn't tell you
about the DVD

because I didn't
want to embarrass
Charles' family.

Do you have the DVD
and the envelope
it came in?

No. On the advice
of our counsel,

those materials
were destroyed.

Why? Wouldn't
you need the DVD

if you were trying
to fire Mr. Whitley?

Charles refused to resign
and he threatened to sue
if we fired him.

He was completely
unapologetic.

He said he wasn't
breaking any laws,

that this was
his private hobby

and that it didn't
impact his duties here.

Our lawyers said
he had a strong case
if we tried to terminate him.

So you just
let it drop.

What about the
retirement offer,
whose idea was that?

I told you that
was pro forma.

Okay. Anyone in particular,
in or out of the Initiative,
who wanted Whitley gone?

No. Uh, he was respected.

That is,
before that DVD
landed on my desk.

I didn't know
how to tell you about
Charles's predilection.

I asked him once
to explain it to me.

He couldn't.

Did he tell you
a video of one
of his sessions

was sent to
Boland Initiative?

Yes. They weren't
after money.

They wanted to
hurt him professionally.

I have
to call my children

before they hear about
this on the news.

Of course.
We're very sorry.
Thank you for coming in.

That is going
to be one awkward
phone call.

At both ends.
Hmm.

What did you
find at the
nutritionist's place?

Enough leather to
outfit a biker convention,
but no spy cam.

So it must have
been an inside job.

Take a run at the
nutritionist's little elves.

Jawohl.
Hmm.

Yes, that's me.

It's not like
I'm a prostitute.
It's just acting.

It's not what
you were doing,

but how it got
on the DVD.

I told Lorraine
I had nothing
to do with that,

and she still
fired me.

And now I'm
about to be evicted,

and I got, like,
$100 to my name.

Did you just get
some work done,
Vera?

They're too high, right?

Well, they're going
to look normal when
the implants settle.

You didn't
have them on the video.

Where'd you get
the money from?

Uh, my savings.

Uh-huh. Okay,
so money you
saved over months,

is that what we're
going to find when we
check your bank account?

Or if we call your doctor,
is he going to tell us
that you paid cash?

You know, Vera,
if you paid for those

with money you got
from planting a camera
in Lorraine's place,

the government can
seize them

as proceeds
from a crime.

They'll just put
you under a knife
and take them out.

You can't be serious.

Serious as murder,

which is what
happened to the
gentleman in the video.

Charlie?
Oh, my God.

If you cooperate
with us,

we can make sure
that you keep your, um,

enhancements.

Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa!
Wait, wait, wait, wait.

It's behind
the Cocoa Puffs.

Just stand over there.

I swear, I had
nothing to do
with any murder.

The guy gave
me ten grand

to put that
in Lorraine's place
and that's all I did.

Which guy?

His name is Phil.

I met him outside
of Lorraine's.

He said he
was looking for
some restaurant,

and after we hooked
up at his hotel
a few times,

he asked me
to plant the camera

the next time
Charlie came by.

He paid me
and I never heard
from him again.

How do we find Phil?

I don't know.
I went to the hotel
and he'd checked out.

The hotel said
that he paid cash.

Do you have
a phone number?

It stopped working
so I threw it out.

The hotel is
the only place
you ever saw him?

I saw him using
an ATM around the
corner from the hotel,

and he looked at me
like I caught him
stealing money.

So...
Hmm?

Are you going
to let me keep
them now?

We'll be in touch.

That's some nice
police work, fellows.
You found me through an ATM?

You recognize her?

Hmm.

I was in a nice hotel,
expense account.

I just wanted a
no-strings-attached fling.
No crime in that.

No crime so far.

You know what
she does for a living?

She's a dominatrix.
A nut job.

I got a weakness
for crazy girls.

That's why
I love 'em and run.

She's connected to
a murder victim
named Charles Whitley.

You know who he is?

No.
He was one
of Vera's clients.

Now, she said you
paid her $10,000

to get compromising
video of him.

She said that?

That's the thing
about crazy girls.

They make trouble
if they don't get
what they want.

You're right about that.

How about you tell us
where you were last
Tuesday around 6:00?

How about I don't.

I'm a security
professional, guys,
I know my rights.

Sure. We'll get
out of your way.
Just curious,

how did you get into
the security business?

Uh, personal interest.

My older sister was killed
by a stalker in college.

You have a nice ride
back to the city.

Your witness is a
woman who beats up
men for a living.

If that's your
probable cause,

it won't impress
a judge.

Well, Amato said
he was in the city
on a job.

His boss said
he was on vacation.

Well, Vera said
Amato gave her $10,000
to plant the camera.

Does he have that
kind of money?
No.

He's moonlighting for
someone who wanted
Whitley out of the way.

It's not enough
probable cause
for a murder,

but it may
be enough for
an extortion charge.

Talk to a judge
about a search warrant.

Hey,
what do we have here?

A program to operate
remote cameras.

Yeah, that's standard
equipment in the security
business. Big deal.

Let's turn
one on and see what
we come up with.

That looks like
the property room
in our precinct.

Which is where
we stored the camera
that Vera gave us.

The camera she says
you gave her.

You're under arrest
for extortion.
Hook him up.

Vera set me up.

- Hey, B, check this out.
- She set me up!

It's a letter of
recommendation
for our friend here,

addressed to the
Halliwell Group
dated last year.

Check out the signature
at the bottom.

Rita Shalvoy.
Governor's wife.

No wonder
he's so cocky.
The guy's got juice.

Lupes, we just
stepped into a
deep stinking pile.

According to her letter
of recommendation,

Rita Shalvoy met
Bobby Amato 13 years ago

when his sister
was killed.

Rita was a Victims Rights
advocate back then.

What was his
sister's name?

Ellie. Ellie Amato.

Ellie's Law.
Mmm-hmm, the
anti-stalking statute.

Rita fought to
make it happen.

And we know
what a fighter she is,

and how corrupt
her husband is.

Start by finding out
who Mr. Amato
was working for.

I'll talk to
Rita Shalvoy.

Just to give
her a heads-up

that we're charging
her friend with extortion.

Your boss told us
you weren't working
for him in New York.

You were freelancing
for someone else.

There is no
someone else.

I did a job for Halliwell,

then I decided
to stay in town
and enjoy the sights.

The sights?
From where?

Zagat's Guide
to S&M Dungeons?

Well, yeah,
I want to tell you
about that.

Mr. Amato...
It's okay.

I was up in Inwood.
I was looking for
a Dominican restaurant

when I met Vera.

After we hooked up,
she told me what
she did for a living.

She said she
was worried about
this client of hers,

this creep,
she thought he
was stalking her.

I told her that
my sister had been
killed by a stalker,

and that I would follow
him for her to put
her mind at ease.

An act of
gallantry toward a woman

you were dating
under a pseudonym
and planning to dump?

Did I mention
that following
people is fun?

I told Vera
where he lived
and worked,

in case she needed
to protect herself.

And she has
the nerve to
turn on me

and set me up with
this extortion rap.

So, you're saying she
planted spy-cam software
on your computer?

No, that would
be ridiculous.

I gave her the camera
so I could watch her.

She liked to put on
little shows for me
on the computer.

But then she made
a video of Whitley
and framed me for it.

You sure you didn't
leave anything out?

No, that just
about covers it.

Except Vera never
mentioned her worries
about Whitley to the police.

Oh, no, she was
definitely concerned.

The guy was twisted
and hyped up on coke.

Drugs now.
That's what
she said.

Now, he went to this dinner
a few months ago
in honor of Jimmy Carter,

and he spent the whole
night in the bathroom
with a bloody nose.

That's a guy with
a problem right there.

I'm sorry to hear
about Bobby Amato.

He's never recovered
from his sister's death.

Can I get you
some coffee?

I'm fine, Rita.

I appreciate the heads-up.

Come what may, Jack,

when this
election's over,

I hope you and I are
able to find a way
to be friends again.

You know me,
I'm an optimist
by nature.

But wouldn't
Donald object?

Donald's had ample
proof of my loyalty.

And with our
youngest going off
to boarding school,

there's an opportunity
for me to re-engage
with the world.

Well, you can't keep
a good woman down.

Back to Bobby Amato,

you wrote a pretty glowing
recommendation for him.

How well do
you know him?

I should have known you
wouldn't come all this way
for a courtesy call.

The fight for Ellie's Law
gave Bobby a purpose.

He became attached to me.

He's loyal to a fault.

The fault being?

A few years ago,
he called me.

I was on my way to Maine
to visit my mom who was ill.

Two days later,
Bobby shows up.

In Maine, car full
of groceries,

ready to pitch
in and help.

I had to explain
why his behavior
was inappropriate.

He apologized
and left.

Sounds like you
need Ellie's Law to
protect you from him.

You ever have
a cat, Jack?

They'll bring you
mice they've killed
as a gift,

a kind of unsolicited
act of devotion.

Bobby's like that.

In December,
there was a dinner
honoring President Carter,

an intimate dinner
for 30 at the
Shalvoys' townhouse.

And it was on a Tuesday.

Whitley went there
straight from one of
his S&M sessions.

If he was in the bathroom,
tending to a bloody nose...

Rita Shalvoy would've known.

She might've been the one
who told Bobby Amato
what happened.

Meaning she sicked
Amato on Charles Whitley.

Whatever Rita's motive,
she's already laid out

a preemptive
defense for herself.

She accused Amato
of stalking her

and doing
unsolicited favors.

Rita Shalvoy
and Charles Whitley.

Connect the dots.

The invitation to
the Carter dinner

was sent to
the Boland Initiative.

Charles happened
to be free that night.

Do you know if he had
any kind of relationship
with Rita Shalvoy?

No, he never mentioned her.

What about a relationship
between Rita Shalvoy
and the Boland Initiative?

The Shalvoys have
attended some
of our functions,

but there was
no relationship.

What about you,
Ms. Reeves?

Did you ever talk
to Rita Shalvoy
about Charles Whitley?

Maybe complained
about him?

No. What a strange question.

Well, you offered him
the retirement package,

you were sent the DVD,
you tried to fire him.

This campaign
to get rid of
Mr. Whitley,

if it didn't come from you,
it certainly came through you.

That is completely untrue.
I knew Charles
for almost 20 years.

I never wished
him any harm.

She left her office
a half an hour after
you talked to her,

and took a cab to
Hudson River Park.

She looks
kind of familiar.

Yeah. It's Thea Curry,
City Council Woman
from District 52.

She spoke at my
niece's graduation.
Impressive.

Now, whatever you said
to Ms. Reeves,
you got to her.

They're lovers?

Not to mention
Caroline Reves is married.

Half an hour after
she talks to us,

Caroline Reeves is crying
on Thea Curry's shoulder.

We should remind
Council Woman Curry

she has an obligation
to report any
criminal activity to us.

I'm aware of my ethical
obligations, Mr. Cutter,

as I'm sure you're
aware of yours.

Whatever your detectives
saw is nobody's business.

Right.
Nobody's business,
of course.

And Ms. Reeves
is a lovely woman.

Well, I could put in
a good word for you
but it wouldn't do any good.

She's married.

Isn't this the school
the Obamas considered
for their girls?

Georgetown Day School?

I think it was.

Are you
thinking of it
for your kids?

You're moving
to Washington?

No. My husband and I
have shared custody,

and he's had job offers,
so we're just...

You never know.

Right.
Yeah, you don't.

The people at Georgetown
Day School say
Thea Curry visited twice.

She told them
that she was the one

who might be
moving to D.C.,
not her ex-husband.

So why lie about it?

She's a smart politician.

Everyone expects her
to run for State Office,
maybe even for Congress.

Of course.
It's been staring us
in the face.

New York has an
open U.S. Senate seat.

Governor Shalvoy can appoint
whoever he wants
to fill that vacancy.

If there's something
in it for him.

Does a bear crap
in the woods?

Meanwhile, Thea Curry's
lover, Caroline Reeves

tried to coax Charles Whitley
into early retirement.

When that
didn't work,

Rita's
loyal-to-a-fault
private spy

dug up the dirt on Whitley
to force him out of his job.

That's the horse trade.

Thea Curry
becomes senator

and Rita Shalvoy
becomes executive director

of a prestigious
international charity.

The Shalvoys are
running a big game
of musical chairs.

And Charles Whitley
didn't want to
give up his seat.

But it's still not clear

if Amato killed Whitley
on Rita Shalvoy's orders,

or what the
governor knows about
his wife's involvement.

We'll have to find out,
won't we?

If Shalvoy goes down,

he takes Joe Chapell
with him.

That's not a factor
in how we prosecute
this case.

Don't look so happy, Jack.

Rita Shalvoy describes
you as a quasi-stalker

who did her favors
she never asked for.

No, Mrs. Shalvoy
would never say that.

She told us about
the time you brought
groceries up to Maine.

You see what
she's doing, Bobby?

Whatever you did to Whitley,
she never asked you to do it.

We're sending
you to prison,

she's greasing the skids.

Is there a plea offer here?

Manslaughter.
But first we hear
what he has to say.

Mrs. Shalvoy wanted
my help forcing Whitley
out of the Boland Initiative.

She told me
about his nosebleed
at the Jimmy Carter dinner.

She said I'd have
no trouble finding
something on him.

Did she pay you?

She gave me
a diamond necklace

and told me where
I could sell it.

I got 20 grand for it.

I used 10 to pay Vera
to make the DVD.

Two weeks after I sent
the DVD to Caroline Reeves,

Mrs. Shalvoy called me.

She said Whitley
was being stubborn

and would
I remove him.

Mrs. Shalvoy said

he was standing
in her way
of doing great things.

She reminded me
of all the good
she'd done,

Ellie's Law,

and how could
I turn my back
on her now.

So I did what
she asked.

Did she say
anything to indicate

Governor Shalvoy knew
what she was up to?

No, she never
mentioned him once.

It's hard to believe
Rita Shalvoy would go
so far off the reservation

without her husband
knowing about it.

When it comes
to the Shalvoys,

I suspended disbelief
a long while ago.

How much of Amato's
story can we corroborate?

Well,
we talked to the jeweler

who bought Rita's
necklace from Amato.

He resold it to a tourist
from Qatar for cash.

There's no way
to track it down.

That necklace could've
belonged to anybody.

It's gonna take
more than the word
of an accused killer

to convict the
governor's wife.

Amato offered
to wear a wire

if we can get Rita
into a room with him.

This woman wasn't
born yesterday.

Have Amato's lawyer
move for a bail hearing.

I'm not asserting
a privilege.

I just don't understand
why I've been called to
testify at a bail hearing.

I subpoenaed her
to address my client's

bona fides for
release on bail.

She's known him
for a dozen years

and can testify on the
likelihood he'll appear.

I don't want
to hurt Mr. Amato's
chances for bail,

but I'm not going
to address that.

Can I speak to
Mrs. Shalvoy in private?

That's highly irregular,
Your Honor.

Please, Judge, just
give him a chance to
convince her to cooperate.

Your client has 10 minutes.

You've put me in a really
awkward position, Bobby.

Why aren't you helping me,
Mrs. Shalvoy?

I'm going crazy in jail.
I've kept my mouth shut
until now.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I don't want to hurt you
or your family.

At least help me
come up with a story.
A story?

Are you implying
you murdered Charles
Whitley for me?

Yeah, well, I did.

Bobby, you know
that's not true.

You may've heard
me criticize Whitley,

but I never asked
you to harm him.

I'll tell them
about the necklace.

Necklace?

Bobby, I've told
you before,

you need
psychiatric help.

Bobby,
I've told you before.

You need
psychiatric help.

She didn't come close
to an admission.

She's too smart.

Yes, Ida.

Tonight?

Tell them
I'll be there.

I've been summoned.

I advised
Mrs. Shalvoy that
she had to report this.

She insisted on doing it
as soon as possible.

Bobby Amato confessed
to me today

that he killed
Charles Whitley.

As fond as
I am of Bobby,

I'm prepared to
testify against him.

She'll come down
tomorrow and give a full
statement to Mr. Cutter.

It's the right
thing to do, Rita.

Can we have a word?

Give us a minute, Rita.

Rita told me
that Amato might try
to drag her down with him.

Let's not insult
each other's
intelligence, okay?

We both know
what this murder
was about.

A Senate seat.

Seems like every
day we hear about another
corrupt civil servant,

corrupt banker,
businessman, athlete.

Seems that behind

every success story
of the last 10 years,

a scandal is exploding.

We're facing a rising
sea of corruption
and we wonder

who will be the next
to be drowned?

Who will be saved?

And what will become
of our good works?

When will it
stop, Donald,

and who will
stop it?

If you expect me

to implicate Rita

and jeopardize
my family...

Your family?

They're campaign props
you used to get elected.

They mean as much
to you as balloons
and bumper stickers.

Your whoring
proves it.
Be careful, Jack.

I'll attribute that to
the stress of your campaign.

I know you're in a dead
heat with Joe Chapell.

I also know a few
things about Joe,

maybe could swing
the numbers your way.

You're trying to
buy me off?

Well, you worry about
your good works, Jack.

How are you going
to safeguard them

if you're not in
the game anymore?

Rita came in
and gave her statement.

She's practically
inoculated herself

against anything
Bobby might say.

Every time we zig,
the Shalvoys zag.

Then go straight at them.

Convene a grand jury
to investigate the selling

of a Senate seat
by Governor Shalvoy.

Once we prove
the why of Whitley's murder,
we can prove the who.

I had discussions
with Governor Shalvoy

about my possible appointment
to the U.S. Senate.

Did the governor
mention his wife Rita
during these discussions?

He said his wife
was looking to get back
into public service.

He asked if I could
help her find a position.

So, was it your
understanding then

that finding Rita
Shalvoy a job
was a prerequisite

to your getting
the Senate appointment?

He didn't say those words,

but that's what I read
between the lines.

So what did you do?

I told him a friend
at the Boland Initiative
was unhappy

with their executive director,
Charles Whitley.

I said that I would
look into that situation
for his wife.

And what happened next?

My friend Caroline Reeves
agreed to urge
Mr. Whitley to retire.

He refused.

It was then that
I called the governor
and told him

that the Boland job
wasn't opening up.

And what did
the governor say?

That he'd let me know
about the Senate appointment.

A week later,
Caroline told me

that Mr. Whitley
had been murdered.

She read between
the lines.

I'm not sure
that makes out
pay-to-play.

It should be enough
for an indictment.

You're asking
a grand jury to indict
a sitting governor.

He's not exactly
a ham sandwich.

Shalvoy's giving an interview
about the vacant Senate seat.

My only criterion is
who will best represent
the state of New York.

Right now, I'm leaning
toward someone

I've had my disagreements
with in the past.

But he's seasoned enough to
handle the rough and tumble
world of national politics.

Manhattan District Attorney
Jack McCoy is
at the top of my list.

Thank you.

Shalvoy must have found out we
convened a grand jury on him.

He's muddying the waters.

Not to mention,
who's going to vote
for a D.A.

Who's got one eye
on Washington?

You have to admit,
it's rather brilliant.

Ida, get me Mark
in the campaign office.

I'll put an end to it
tomorrow morning
with a press conference.

We're wanted in
the grand jury.

We saw the news
during the lunch break,
and some of us wondered

if Jack McCoy
might be horse-trading
with the governor, too.

Mr. Foreman,
Jack McCoy is not a target
of your investigation.

Maybe Thea Curry
was subpoenaed

because McCoy's trying to
whittle down his competition
for the Senate job.

We'd like
to hear what he has
to say about it.

Mr. McCoy will be speaking
at a news conference
tomorrow morning.

We want him
under oath when he
tells his side of it.

Your grand jury
is out of control.

We always claim
grand juries
are independent.

If it leaks out
that I've been
called to appear,

I might as well concede
to Joe Chapell right now.

You need to get out
in front of this

before you find your name
on the first page
of an indictment.

My campaign director
is advising me to
assert executive privilege,

to stall until
after the election.

Well, if that's
your plan, Jack,

I'd rather
you conceded.

Mr. McCoy,

have you ever sought
an interim appointment
to the United States Senate?

Never.

I'm running for election
to remain the district
attorney.

I have no desire
to hold any other office.

Have you ever discussed
the interim Senate seat

with Governor Shalvoy?

Not as it concerns myself.

Uh-um.
Yes.

In other words,
Mr. McCoy,

you had a discussion
with the governor
about it.

Yes.
And yesterday,
the governor said

he was thinking
of appointing you.

Why shouldn't we infer
you made a deal?

I convened this grand jury
because the police uncovered

evidence of
political corruption

during the investigation
of a murder.

The governor's announcement is
a ploy to hijack your inquiry.

I never sought
and will not accept

appointment to the Senate
because I remain committed
to one thing.

To serve this city
as its chief law
enforcement officer.

And in that capacity,

I will prosecute
political corruption

wherever it occurs

and whomever perpetrates it.

Two hours
and counting.

I think
he'll be okay.

Don't be so sure.

That one grand juror
was ready to storm
the barricades.

There's a mob mentality
in this country right now.

None of us can afford
to be complacent.

Thank you.

They voted a sealed
indictment against
Governor Shalvoy

for Official Misconduct

and Attempted Bribe Receiving
in the Second Degree.

Nothing about you.

It's just
an indictment.

We still don't have
enough evidence
to convict him at trial.

It's sufficient for
what I need
to do with it.

I will not be sent
out again, Donald.

Whatever you have
to say to me, Jack,
you say in front of my wife.

Fine.

I have a sealed
indictment against you

for bartering the Senate
seat with Thea Curry.

Just curious.
What'd you promise
Thea in return

for her perjured testimony?

I'd be careful.

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

Are you
Mirandizing him?

I have officers outside
waiting to arrest you.

Waiting? What do you
want from me?

Corroboration of Bobby Amato's
testimony against your wife

for Charles Whitley's murder.

Jack, this vendetta
against me is pathological.

If you give me what I need,

I might be convinced
that your conversation
with Thea Curry

was political
back-scratching

that didn't rise to
the level of criminality.

I'll withdraw
the indictment

as legally insufficient
before it even sees
the light of day.

You'll keep your position,
your power.

How can I trust you?

You can't seriously
be considering this,
Donald.

Never mind trust.
Do the math.

Donald,
I remind you,

that every conversation
we've had is subject
to the spousal privilege.

I can stop you from
testifying against me,

just as you
can stop me from
testifying against you.

The privilege has exceptions.

Yes, I know.

Did Bobby Amato
mention a necklace?

A diamond necklace.

That's how
Rita paid him.

Amato sold it
to a jeweler.

If I remember
my law classes,

it's an exception
to the privilege

if I see my wife
take a necklace

out of our safe and
put it in her purse.

A necklace our
insurance company
has a picture of.

Jack, every word
out of his mouth
is a lie.

You must know that.

Of course,
for our sons' sake,

I can't take the
stand against Rita.

No, you wouldn't
have to.

If the jeweler
recognizes the necklace
from the photo,

that corroborates
Amato's story.

Done.

You bastard.
After I cleaned
up after you

and that Brazilian whore,
this is how you repay me?

Suck it up, Rita.

You know,
when I heard
that Whitley was killed,

I knew it had
to be her.

She was in heat
for the Boland job.
You're sick!

You wanted to be
this big humanitarian,
jetting around the globe,

saving the world,
and now look at you,

a sad, pathetic...

Shut up, Donald.

Jack, he's framing me.

This is what he's
always wanted, so that he
could be with his whores.

Rita.
You have no idea
what it's been like,

to live like this,

share a bed
with him...

Rita, don't do
this to yourself.

He owed me.
You owed me!

When the police were
investigating Charles
Whitley's private life,

they discovered
that his dark world
overlapped yours.

I doubt that.
I'm not one of
those S&M freaks.

Well, maybe not,
but you'll be surprised

how often sex
workers migrate
between specialties.

High-class escort one month
may be working in
a dungeon the next.

And service people,
they love to gossip
about their clients.

That's old news.
I learned my lesson
last year.

Not well enough,
it seems.

One thing about
people like you,

you can't stop.

I have names,
dates and places.

What do you want?

Your resignation, Governor,
with your reputation,
such as it is, intact.

Just say you're
leaving office

to support your wife
and family

in a time of
personal crisis.

That wasn't the deal.
McCoy said
I'd stay in office.

I'm not Jack McCoy.

After my wife's arrest
on these tenuous and
politically motivated charges,

I find myself torn
between my obligation
to my family

and my commitment
to my constituents.

But after speaking to
one of the most talented
minds in the state,

Deputy Attorney General
Joe Chappell,

I realize I need to
put my family first.

I'm resigning as governor
of the state of New York,
effective immediately.

No further questions.

One last shot at me
before the door
slams behind him.

I'm surprised though.

About what?

Given the chance
to keep his job,

I thought he'd hold
on with both hands.

What did you say
to him yesterday?

I, uh...

I told him that
I had this list

of his latest assignations
with prostitutes.

I'm not sure
I approve.

Not sure?

I thought you wanted
to win this election.

Polls open in seven hours.

May we live to
fight another day.

Hear, hear.