All language subtitles for Law and order S20E18 - Brazil

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.

Hi, sweetie.
You like my tie?

Yes. It's red.

You can watch me
on the Internet, bella.

Mommy will show you how.

I know how. Bye.

Ciao.

Go play, baby.

I want you
on the next plane home.

I'm not going to argue
with you about this, Dana.

I'll call you later.

Please!

The evidence that
human conduct

causes climate change
is open to debate.

No, it's not!

What's indisputable
is the foolishness
of the solutions

to that supposed problem.

Cap and trade
of carbon emissions

injects scientists
into the financial sector,
where we have no place being.

Excuse me. Excuse me!

I do not agree with
Dr. Silva's views
on global warming,

but that does not mean
that he is wrong
about cap and trade.

It's a racket,
and government policy
should look elsewhere.

Thank you, Dr. Brown.

It's nice to know
that we can find
common ground, even...

Even despite
our ideological differences.

I'm sorry,
I have the worst headache.

Somebody call 911!

Dr. Silva has been
rushed to the hospital,
unconscious,

extremely elevated
blood pressure.

Looks like
a hypertensive crisis
triggered a stroke.

And the blood?

Probably broke his nose
when he fell.

A stroke and a broken nose?

What can I tell you?
Apparently Dr. Silva's
a controversial guy.

The Brazilian Consulate
wanted cops in the mix.

Great.

Got the video teed up.

I'm sorry,
I have the worst headache.

Run that back again
in slo-mo.

Look at that,
he was bleeding
before he went down.

Bleeding like that
from a stroke?

Not from a stroke.
I've never seen this before.

We have.
It's called homicide-itis.

His blood work shows
he ingested a massive
amount of methylphenidate

an hour before
he collapsed.

Right.
It's an amphetamine.

The drug caused
a sudden jump in his BP

and triggered
a cerebral hemorrhage.

Any chance
he was popping uppers?

Oh, I doubt it. Methyl P's
usually for kids with ADD.

Meaning he might've
been poisoned.

Yup. The E.R.
Pumped his stomach.

Looks like somebody
spiked his granola.

There was a buffet
breakfast before
the morning panel,

but I can't believe anybody
would hurt Dr. Silva.

We're going to need
a list of everyone
at the breakfast.

You know
who Silva ate with?

Probably himself.

It's a climate change
symposium.

He's a climate change
denier, so...

Yeah, the odd man out.

I know what you're thinking,
but these are scientists.

The worse that happens
is they flame each other
in a journal,

or pull some
sophomoric prank.

Any of that happen
to Dr. Silva?

He was worried about
his data being hacked.

He told me he got
an alert on his laptop,

the hotel's Wi-Fi wasn't
properly firewalled.

He was just being paranoid.

Hey, check this.

Blood pressure meds,
pills for ulcers,

but no methyl-whatever
the M.E. Called it.

Silva has a file here
labeled "Smoking Gun."

It's an e-mail thread
from a Dr. Everett Brown
to a Dr. Larry Cattermole,

dated two weeks ago.

"We have to adjust
these data hiccups.

"Any temperature anomalies
will encourage
the climate deniers.

"We can't allow that."

Sounds like they were
fudging data.

Silva's not on
the distro list
for these e-mails,

meaning he's not
supposed to have them.

Stolen e-mails
proving that two
global warming scientists

were cooking their numbers.

No wonder Silva was
worried about somebody
hacking his computer.

All right, so maybe
Brown or Cattermole
figured out that

Silva had hacked theirs
and decided to shut him up.

Guess who was
on the panel with Silva?

These are private e-mails,
and possession of them
is a felony.

Did you tell that
to Dr. Silva?

No. I didn't know
he had them.

It's the first
I've heard of this.

I am very concerned
with the invasion
of privacy.

Yeah, not to mention
it getting out that you were
monkeying with your data.

A few data points
among thousands,

with zero effect
on the bottom line
that global warming is real.

Then why game
your research, Dr. Brown?

Because...

Global warming deniers
will use any excuse

to create doubt
where there's clarity.

The stakes are too high
to let them
muddy the waters.

You were on the panel
with Silva.

Did you talk to him
at the breakfast buffet?

I didn't even see him.
I grabbed a bagel and left.

We're still verifying
Brown's alibi.

The other scientist,
Cattermole,

he was in Portland,
teaching a seminar.

Excuse me. Uh, Lou,
check this out.

This is the video
of Silva collapsing.

This is Brown talking
just before it happened.

I do not agree with
Dr. Silva's views
on global warming,

but that does not mean
that he is wrong
about cap and trade.

It's a racket,
and government policy
should look elsewhere.

Cap and trade,
that's about
carbon emissions.

Right, limiting the pollution
a company can emit.

If you want to pollute more,
you can buy carbon credits

from a company
who's polluting less.
Weird thing.

Brown is an eco-warrior,
and here he is siding with
Silva to rip cap and trade.

Yeah, Silva had proof that
Brown was falsifying data.

Now, maybe he used this
to convince Brown
to support him.

Carbon trading,
people make money
out of that, right?

Mmm-hmm.

A prominent global warming
advocate bags
on cap and trade,

the market
might have noticed.

Stocks in carbon emissions
trading companies tanked
right after Brown's statement.

If Silva knew what Brown
was going to say,

he might have made
money off it.

Find out if Dr. Silva
liked to play
the carbon market.

And then talk to his wife.
She just flew in from Brazil.

Mmm.

We met at a conference.
I moved to Rio.
We have the perfect life.

Our daughter Nicole,
you should see him with her.

Why anyone would want
to poison Oscar, I...

He was a controversial
figure, right?

The warmists,
the global-warming
fanatics,

have accused him
of every crime.

Now we see their lies
about the glaciers,
the manipulation of data.

Mrs. Silva,
I'm sorry to have
to ask you this,

but did you know
that your husband
bought stock options

in a carbon-emissions
trading company last week?

Stock options?

Yes. $50,000 worth
of short-call options.

The company's stock dropped
after Dr. Brown came out
against cap and trade,

and now your
husband's investment

is worth $200,000.

We think your husband
pressured Dr. Brown
into making those statements

so he could profit from it.

It may be a reason
why someone poisoned him.

Oscar's no crook,
he's a decent and honest man.

You can't be right.

He said he'd ruin me

if I didn't come out publicly
against cap and trade.

Did he promise you
a cut of his scam?

No. He said I was lucky
if I kept my reputation.

What choice did I have?

He threatened to send
the e-mails to the media
if I went to the police.

I was scared.

There's something
off about the man.

Beyond the fact that
he was blackmailing you?

We were talking
the day before the panel,
and then he takes a call,

and he starts arguing
with someone in Portuguese,
something vicious.

And I got to thinking
that maybe he was
raised in a favela.

You know what those
guys are capable of.

No, but you seem to.

Maybe you thought
the extortion
had just begun.

I did not poison him.
I swear.

We talked to five people
at the breakfast,

and all of them verify
that Brown left
before Silva arrived.

And with Cattermole
3,000 miles away,
we're back to square one.

Mmm.

Hey, that phone call
Silva got when he was
talking to Brown,

it was from his wife
in Brazil.

The phone call
that scared Brown?

Yeah. Silva turned vicious,
screaming at his wife.

She told us
she and Silva had
the perfect life.

Don't worry about
his personal effects.
I'll send for them.

Whoa, whoa,
what's going on here?

I'm medevacing Oscar
to Säo Paulo.

Twelve hours
after you got here?

What seems to be the hurry?

There's nothing
they can do for him here

that doctors can't
do for him at home
in Brazil, so let's go.

No one's going anywhere.
Please, take him back
to the room.

You don't
have the right!

Especially you, Mrs. Silva.
We need to ask you
some questions.

I don't have to answer
any questions.

I'm a Brazilian citizen
with a Brazilian passport.

Well, this is an NYPD badge.
Let's go.

As a Brazilian citizen,
Mrs. Silva
refuses to answer

any questions
until she talks
to her consulate.

Well, her Brazilian passport
lists New Jersey
as her place of birth,

so that makes her
a citizen of this country.

So, maybe she'd like
to answer our questions
as an American.

I was in Brazil
when my husband
was poisoned.

How could I know anything?

We confirmed your husband
engineered that stock scam.

Now, we just need to know
why he needed the money.

Was it a gambling debt,
or was it a mistress?

Is that what
you two were fighting about
on the phone a few days ago?

How dare you!

We understand that
if your husband was

cheating on you,
you'd be angry.

Angry enough to hurt him.

All right.
End of conversation.

Obviously,
you don't have enough
to arrest her,

and we'll see how long
this BS detention lasts

after the Brazilian Consul
talks to the State Department.

If she was
behind the poisoning,

she would've needed
an accomplice to pull it off,
someone at the conference.

Someone she would've
talked to on the phone
from Brazil.

We'll need records
from the local phone company.

I'll put in an MLAT request.

In the meantime,
we keep her passport,
she doesn't leave the country.

So, we're looking for
someone at the breakfast

who might've been
Mrs. Silva's accomplice.

Well, we're working
our way through
the list of attendees.

We found one gentleman
who's been pestering
the organizers

for a full refund
for the conference.

He claims he didn't
attend a single event.

Yeah, except
they have his signature

on the sign-in sheet
for the breakfast.

Sounds like someone was
trying to create an alibi.

There was an occluded
front over Montana

kicking up rare
cloud formations all week.

I'm talking stratocumes.

That's why I bailed the night
before the conference.

They have you signed in
at a breakfast
two days later,

so the skies must have
cleared up in a hurry.

Impossible.
I was in Montana.

The morons who organized
that conference,

they claim to have
a photo of me

shaking hands with
some Chinese diplomat.

It's not even me,
and they want to sell me
a print for 20 bucks.

Can we see that photo?

Yeah.

He's wearing
your name tag.

Yeah, look at that.
The nerve.

You know him?

Oh, yeah. He was
at the hotel bar
that night.

Professor Shoemaker.
From Jersey, I think.

Okay, you caught me.
I crashed the event.

But, you know,
before you condemn me,

these à la carte conferences
are very expensive,

and my research grant
doesn't really cover...

Got it.
You run into Oscar Silva
at that breakfast?

Oh, yeah, the guy
who got sick. No. Why?

You know him?

By reputation.
I know he's a real
mouth-breather.

Is this Iguazu Falls?
In Brazil?

Yeah. It's beautiful, huh?
You see those swifts?

They nest behind the falls.
It's awesome.

You go to a place
like that, you know
what you're fighting for.

Yeah, you spend
a lot of time in Brazil?

Few weeks a year,
to study the green desert.

The green desert...
Of course, they
cut down the rainforest

and they planted
more pine trees far as...

You know
who'd be interested
in something like this?

Hmm?

Silva's wife.

Right. Dana.

Very good-looking lady.

You ever run into her
down there,
Professor Shoemaker,

in the green desert?

Um, no. No, I don't...
I don't know them.

Listen, uh,
my simulations,

I got a presentation
to a grant committee
meeting tomorrow,

and if I don't
get cracking...

You'll be sneaking into
a lot more conferences.

Yeah.
Thanks.

No worries. Thank you.

Lou, we've got seven calls
over the past year
to the Silvas' home in Brazil

from the main number
at Shoemaker's college.

Well, the Silvas
are scientists,

anyone at that school
could've been calling them.

How many of them have
this kind of travel pattern?

Three trips to Brazil
last summer, two in March.

Seven the year before that,
some for two weeks,
some for two days.

I mean, it looks like
Shoemaker and Mrs. Silva
were having an affair.

We have something
from the record search
on Shoemaker.

This guy was racking up
some legal fees.

Look at all these
court appearances.

Shoemaker v. Shoemaker.
Sounds like a divorce.
Open up one of those files.

Son of a bitch.

Anita Van Buren
for A.D.A. Rubirosa.

You're arresting her?

On an outstanding
contempt citation.

She was married
for six years to
Phillip Shoemaker,

divorced in 2006.
One daughter, Nicole.

And three years ago,
she fled the country
with her daughter,

in violation of
a shared custody order,

to go marry
Oscar Silva in Brazil.

The judge issued
an arrest warrant

and granted full custody
to Professor Shoemaker.

You and your ex,
we take it,
weren't getting along?

It's not amicable.
The divorce was ugly...

And not being able
to see Nicole has been
difficult for Phillip.

All those trips to Brazil,
and he hasn't seen her?

No. I don't think
spending time with
someone that angry

would be healthy
for Nicole.

But he keeps suing me
in Brazilian court
to get to her,

and it's cost us a fortune
to defend ourselves.

That's why...
That's why Oscar
needed money.

He needed to
pay the lawyers so that
we wouldn't lose Nicole.

How did your ex feel
about Oscar?

About what you'd expect.

But Phillip would
never hurt Oscar.

We're scientists.
We deal with disagreements

with emotional
detachment and reason.

That's what the argument
was about, on the phone,
the custody?

I wanted Oscar
to come home.

I was worried that Phillip
would find out he was there
and have him detained.

Do you have
any ties to Brazil
beyond your husband?

No. Not really.

So, if something
were to happen to him,

there'd be nothing keeping you
or your daughter there, right?

You'd come home,
to the U.S.

Oh, my God.

If you know this,
why don't you arrest Phillip?

We don't have
enough evidence,

not even for
a search warrant.

Look, if you know anything
that could be useful,

anything that could
help us.

I don't.
Please, just think,
any detail.

She told you
she doesn't know.

Your ex used a poison
that raised your
husband's blood pressure.

Now, did he know
Mr. Silva was vulnerable,

if he had a heart
or circulatory problem?

Phillip knew Oscar
had some fainting spells

associated with his
high blood pressure.

Look, I made my peace
with Dana moving on
long ago.

Even if I hadn't,
how would killing her
husband serve any purpose?

It's fundamentally
irrational.

Registered mail receipt
from a P.O. Box
in Hogansburg, New York.

It's for maple syrup.

Sure it is.

Suspicious maple syrup?

Hogansburg has
an Indian reservation that
straddles the Canadian border.

In my Intel days,
we kept tabs on the place

because it was
a staging ground

for smuggling all sorts of
nasty stuff into the U.S.

Okay, so it's my P.O. Box.
I sell tons of
sports memorabilia on eBay.

It was probably
a signed Canadiens jersey.

The recipient said
it was maple syrup.

Right, well,
I ship that stuff, too.

It's hard to remember.
I do a lot on volume.

Thing is, Vernon,
you're on parole

for bringing in Oxycontin
across the border.

Now, are you back in
the pharmaceutical business,

maybe smuggling
methylphenidate?

Honestly, I don't even
know what that is.

The guy you sent
that package to,

we're gonna offer him
immunity

in exchange for testimony
about its contents.

Or we could
make you that offer.

Five seconds,
and we're out of the door.

Okay, okay. Look, look, look.
I get a call from some dude
who wouldn't give me his name.

He says he'll pay big.

He sends a money order
and instructions on
where to send the pills.

What kind of pills?

Methyl P, man. Methyl P.

Come on, please,
please, please.

This is all just
a huge misunderstanding.

You'll have
plenty of time to
clear it up.

Mrs. Silva,
get back in here.

Animal! I hope
you die in jail!
I want my daughter back,

you thieving whore!
She doesn't even
remember your name!

I told her you were dead.
You evil bitch!

You murdering bastard!

Oh,
they'll love you, honey.

- They'll love you in jail!
- Sit down!

Must be some of that
emotional detachment
and reason.

"Case number 187299,
People v. Phillip Shoemaker,
Attempted Murder."

Not guilty, Your Honor.

People request bail
of one million.

Professor Shoemaker
has ties to the community
and no criminal record.

We request ROR,

so he can assert
the sole custody rights
granted to him

when his ex-wife
fled the country
with their daughter.

Judge, the custody issues
are collateral
to a bail determination.

Not if my decisions
impact them.

Where's the child now?

In Brazil with the parents
of her stepfather.

The man Mr. Shoemaker
tried to kill.

The child's mother
is in custody

pursuant to an arrest warrant
issued by the Family Court.

If my client
can't make bail,

the child will
remain in Brazil,
far from her lawful parent.

And if you release
Mr. Shoemaker,

he'll get
his daughter back,

giving him exactly
what his attempt
on Mr. Silva's life

was meant to accomplish,
custody.

So, I get to make
everybody unhappy.

Fine. Bail is $500,000.

Ms. Rubirosa,
I'm Kate Orris.

I've been retained
by Mrs. Silva
in the custody matter.

We're moving to have
her custodial rights
reinstated.

Dana's moving to
keep her kid in Brazil.

She's using Shoemaker's
indictment to prove
he's an unfit parent.

The last thing we need
is to get dragged into
a custody dispute.

Too late. Shoemaker
just subpoenaed me
in the custody case.

He wants a full airing
of the charges against him
to prove they're bogus.

We'll get
the subpoena quashed.

You better.
A prosecutor on the stand

giving a defendant
a free preview of his
pending criminal case...

You may as well
dismiss the charges now.

This subpoena is
Mr. Shoemaker's
naked attempt

to undermine
his criminal trial.

The details of his case
are not relevant
to this custody dispute.

Mrs. Silva made them
relevant by arguing
the indictment

demonstrates my client's
lack of fitness as a parent.

It's sufficient for
this court to take judicial
notice of the charges.

Anything more
imperils the State's
compelling interest

in prosecuting
an attempted murder.

The only concern
of this court

is the best interests
of the child.

Those might be served
by a full inquiry into
whether the charges

against Mr. Shoemaker
are baseless.

Motion denied.
Take the stand, Mr. Cutter.

We indicted Mr. Shoemaker

because we had evidence
that he illegally
purchased the drug

that was used
to poison Mr. Silva

and he assumed
a false identity
to attend the breakfast

where Mr. Silva was poisoned.

I see. Mr. Cutter,
are you the product
of a broken home?

Objection. Beyond
the scope of the subpoena.

Goes to bias.
I'm entitled to show
Mr. Cutter's upbringing

tainted his investigation
of Professor Shoemaker.

I'll allow it. Mr. Cutter?

My parents divorced
when I was 10.

A divorce initiated
by your father, right?

That's right.
He left my mother.

Your parents were
granted shared custody
of you, correct?

Yes.
But things didn't quite
work out that way.

Your dad kept moving,
different states,
different countries...

He was a turn-around
specialist,

he worked for
different companies,
and he would...

You didn't get to see
a lot of him?

No.

Fair to say
you grew to resent
your father, hate him?

I was 10 years old.

Petitioner's 2-B.

A declaration from
Mrs. Silva's former
attorney, Eli Driscoll.

Mr. Cutter strong-armed
Mrs. Silva into
filling out an affidavit

he needed to search
my client's apartment.

That is a slanderous
accusation.

Didn't you pressure her
to provide probable cause

for a warrant to search
my client's home?

That's my job.
And when she couldn't
think of anything,

you kept insisting,
even suggesting evidence...

The warrant and the charges
were based solely
on the facts.

Are you telling this court
that your animus
toward your own father

didn't undermine
your prosecutorial
judgment one iota?

Your Honor, please.

Yes. Ms. Marks,
you're done.

The witness may step down.

Thank you.

Well,
I've heard enough
to render my decision.

What's clear is that
neither party deserves
custody at this juncture,

which puts me in a quandary.

Fortunately,
there's a third option.

Mrs. Silva's parents have
filed a motion to intervene.

I'm granting temporary
custody of Nicole
to Sharon and Nelson Lehman

pending permanent resolution
of the custody order

and of the charges
against Mr. Shoemaker.

Mrs. Silva will
make arrangements

for the immediate return
of the girl to this country.

We're adjourned.

I trust this won't
come as a surprise
to either of you.

Shoemaker's trying
to throw out our search
on the grounds of your bias.

So my search gets tossed

because I had
a no-account dad
25 years ago?

Marks did her
homework on you.

Homework.
All she needed was Google.

If the search is out,
we lose the P.O. Box upstate

and all proof that Shoemaker
received amphetamines.

I can't convict him
without the drug link.

If your case can't survive
the loss of even
one piece of evidence,

maybe you shouldn't
have brought it
in the first place.

Silva's final lab work
just came in.

Even with his hypertension,
the amount of methyl P
he was poisoned with

wasn't enough
to give him a stroke.

Then, why did
he have a stroke?

Turns out he had
a pre-existing aneurysm.

The methyl P
just blew it out.

Shoemaker must've known
about Silva's aneurysm.

Well, Dana said
all he knew was that
Silva had fainting spells.

If you can establish
that Shoemaker knew
about Silva's aneurysm,

that would be probable
cause for a search
of his apartment.

Inevitable discovery,
and the evidence of
the drug shipment stays in.

And your bias stays out.

I'm positive.
I never told Phillip
about Oscar's aneurysm.

It wasn't even diagnosed
until last summer.

Hold on.

Now, you remember
something?

That depends.
My client sits in jail,

meanwhile her husband has
awakened from his coma,

her daughter's
flying in from Brazil.

You want her help
with your case,
you help with her release.

Talk to the judge.

It wasn't our
custody order she violated.

No, but another voice
in favor of her release
might tip the scales.

Suppose we do that.
What do we get?

Last summer, Mr. Shoemaker
sued for custody
in Brazilian court.

He argued
that Dana and Oscar
were unfit parents.

His lawyers requested
and were given
Oscar's medical records.

You have proof
they were turned over?

My Brazilian
co-counsel does.

I might convince him
to dig it up...

After my client
gets out of jail.

I'm not going to reward
a woman who flouted
a court order for three years

because your case
needs a hand.

With or without your help,
I'm gonna nail Shoemaker.

And at the end of the day,

you will be sending
little Nicole back to Brazil

with her mother
and stepfather.

So, why fight it, right?
Right.

If this custody matter
proves anything,

it's that nothing
is inevitable.

Whatever you think of my case,
Nicole deserves to get back
at least one of her parents.

She's fine with her
grandparents for now.

Children are resilient.

Yeah... Yeah,
they muddle through,

without one parent,
or even both.

But some wounds

don't heal.

Enjoy your lunch, Judge.

A permanent custody
determination
will be deferred

pending conclusion
of Mr. Shoemaker's
criminal trial.

On another matter,
Mrs. Silva,

I have decided
for humanitarian reasons
to conditionally release you

to the custody
of your parents.

You'll be fitted
with an ankle monitor

and subject to
home confinement.

Allowance will be made
so you can visit your husband

in the hospital
as he recovers.

Judge, for three years,
Mrs. Silva has thumbed
her nose at this court.

Now she gets to live
with her daughter?

At a minimum,
custody should be shared.

I disagree.
If Mr. Shoemaker is acquitted,

you can move to have
my order modified.
We're adjourned.

Mommy!

Nicole! Hey, Nicole!
Nicole.

It's me, it's Daddy, baby.
Hi, baby.

Nicole, you remember me.
It's Daddy. Nicole.

All right. Let's go.

As promised.

You feel good about this?

I haven't felt good
since this case
landed on my desk.

We have proof
he had access to
Silva's medical records,

meaning your client knew
he had an aneurysm,

meaning the fruits
of our search stay in.

That's not a given.

Well, how many years
of your client's life are
you willing to bet on it?

Our offer is
a plea to assault,
five-to-ten years.

God! My ex-wife kept me
from my daughter
for three years.

If you think I'm gonna
let you put me in jail,

away from Nicole,
for one more day,

you're out of your mind,
out of your mind.

Mike Cutter.

What? Thanks.

To repeat, we have
an eight-year-old girl,

Nicole Shoemaker,
missing from her
grandparents' house

here in Locust Point.

Missing too
is an inflatable boat

that was tied to the dock
at the back of the house.

The girl's mother
and grandparents
are extremely concerned

that the strong currents
of the Long Island Sound

have carried the small boat
out to sea, with
little Nicole in it.

Now, the Coast Guard
has begun a massive
search of the waters,

however, they have
yet to find any sign
of Nicole or the raft.

Now, we pray.

Sharon and I were
coming back
from the grocery store.

We'd promised Nicole
we were going
to make s'mores.

TV was still on,
but she's gone.

Dana was doing yoga.
Her door was closed.

So we look upstairs,
downstairs, and then
I see the back door's open,

so I rush down
to the boathouse,

and I find her doll
on the dock.

The boat was gone.

Keep the faith, okay?
Everyone's doing
all they can.

They found her!

A dramatic scene
is unfolding

five miles out
in Long Island Sound,

where the Coast Guard
has found a small,
yellow zodiac boat.

Now, we understand
that rescue divers
are already in the water.

The divers are at the boat.
They're checking...

They're signaling.
The boat is empty.
No one is in the boat.

No, no, no!
No sign of little
Nicole Shoemaker.

The search will continue
in the icy waters...
No, no, no!

Look who I found.
Mommy!

Here, give me her.
Give me her.
Nicole, Nicole!

Oh, thank God!

She was asleep
in the storage shed
behind the boathouse.

It doesn't matter.

My baby.
I was so worried
about you!

You're safe now.
You're safe with Grandpa.

We'll take her.

What?

You go finish your yoga.

What's everyone
looking at?

I didn't do
anything wrong!

Morning.

The Lehmans are moving
for sole custody of Nicole.

They want Dana declared
an unfit parent.

That's a pretty
extreme reaction

to an eight-year-old
being an eight-year-old.

Well, if you think
that's extreme,

they're even kicking Dana
out of their house.

She's on lock-down
at an airport hotel.

They also claim Oscar Silva's
an unfit guardian
because of his health.

Just covering their bases.

I'll say.
They attached that
Brazilian medical record

about Silva's aneurysm.

At the top
of the page here,

it's the fax number
the medical record was
faxed from to the Lehmans.

That's New Jersey, isn't it?

It's a fax number
registered to
Shoemaker's college.

He's sharing information
with his ex-in-laws?

What's the big mystery?

Neither Shoemaker
nor his former in-laws
want to be schlepping

to Brazil to see the girl.

Makes perfect sense
they'd find common cause
on this point.

Except according
to the header
on this document,

Shoemaker faxed
the medical report

to the Lehmans
three months ago.

Makes you wonder how long
they've been cooperating
to get the girl back.

You're thinking
the attempt
on Oscar Silva's life?

Well, why not?
If you're willing
to have your daughter

declared an unfit parent,

then whacking
your Brazilian son-in-law
doesn't seem so extreme.

Except the evidence
points to Shoemaker
acting alone.

Not all the evidence.
We still haven't traced
the 500 bucks

used to buy the methyl P.

We know Shoemaker
didn't pull it out
of his bank account.

Then you'd better
subpoena the Lehmans'
bank records.

A happy ending.

It's starting to look like
wishful thinking.

Yeah, with everyone
too busy trying to
get custody of Nicole,

it's dumb luck
she didn't end up
on that boat.

Maybe luck had
nothing to do with it.

Nelson's running an errand,
if you want to come back
in a few hours.

It's just a few
routine questions.

Since there was
so much money
spent on the search,

the city comptroller
wants to make sure
all our "I's" are dotted.

I already gave the police
a statement.

Oh, yes, about how
your daughter was too busy
to keep an eye on Nicole.

Has Dana always been
so negligent?

I didn't see it
when she was
living here with Phillip.

But the past three years...

I can't speak to
what happens in Brazil.

Three years,
that's a long time.

You must have really
missed your granddaughter.

Yes. She's our
only grandchild.

We understand that
your son-in-law, Mr. Silva,
is awake and walking.

So when Phillip
goes to jail,

I assume your daughter
will be taking Nicole
with her back to Brazil.

I... I don't know.

It's obvious
what Nicole means to you.

The prospect of losing
her a second time
must be awful.

Awful enough
for you to want to ensure

Dana can't take
her back to Brazil.

It's almost empty.
Want more tea?

Mrs. Lehman,
we can get a subpoena
to do a drug test on Nicole.

Whatever you gave her
to make her sleep,
it'll still be in her system.

Child Services
will question her.

Do you really want
to put her through that?

We came home,

Dana was in her room
doing yoga.

Nicole was just
sitting there, watching TV,

like a good little angel.

And we started to think
how we couldn't
lose our angel again.

We gave Nicole
a glass of lemonade
with an allergy pill in it,

and Nelson carried her
out into the shed.

Nelson's a retired
biology teacher,

and he said it would
just make her sleepy.

Then, Nelson
set the boat adrift,
we called the police.

We didn't mean to
cause so much trouble.

I mean, we just,
we love her so much.

Did Phillip Shoemaker know
what you were planning to do?

No. It wasn't planned.

But you've stayed in touch
with Mr. Shoemaker
over the years?

Yes, we've stayed friendly.
I mean, we wanted
the same things...

To see Nicole grow up,
to be a part of her life.

It hurt so much to lose her.

Look, you want me
to pay for the search?

Fine, I'll write you a check.

Splashing your cash again.

You've been doing
a lot of that lately.
Sit down.

A $500 ATM withdrawal
three weeks ago,

and two hours later,
you bought a money order
in the same amount,

made payable
to Vernon Clayton.

The clerk at
the Western Union
ID'd your photo.

That money was
for the methyl P

Phillip Shoemaker
used to poison Oscar.

You're nuts.

Mr. Lehman,
you saw how much your wife
missed your granddaughter,

you saw it
for three long years.

I didn't kill anybody.

Look, you can stonewall
all you want.

But there's enough here
to assume your wife

was in on the
murder attempt, too,

and certainly
the boat hoax.

Either way,
she'll do time.

No.

Look, I did it.

It was all me.
I poisoned Silva.

I wasn't going to let him
take our granddaughter
away from us,

from Sharon, ever again.

If you're willing to testify
against Shoemaker...

He had nothing to do with it.

I was the one who
walked into that breakfast,

and I put the methyl P
on Silva's cereal.

We know the methyl P
was shipped
to Shoemaker's house.

No, he had no idea
what it was.

I shipped it to his house,
so that I wouldn't
involve my wife.

The whole thing
was my idea,
you understand?

Nobody else. Nobody.

Nelson's falling
on his sword.

If he cops to everything,
Shoemaker walks.

Well, and if he does,
he gets to retain
sole custody of Nicole.

Meaning Grandma Lehman
gets to spend
her golden years

doting over
her granddaughter.

Not a bad play
for Mr. Lehman.
Take his plea.

Two people conspired
to poison Silva,

and I'm not letting
Shoemaker off the hook.

Bird in the hand.
In the meantime,

Lehman will have
eight years minimum

to agonize over his decision
to cover for Shoemaker.

Meaning,
sooner or later,
he'll be ready to deal.

Now, take the plea.
I'm not asking.

I waited until Silva
got up to make a call,

then I poured
the contents of 12
500 milligram capsules

of methylphenidate
into his cereal.

I wanted to kill him
so that my daughter

would be forced
to move back
here with Nicole.

And that's all of it.

Mr. Cutter,
are the People satisfied?

Just one small matter,
concerning the shipping
of the poison.

I'd like to
call Phillip Shoemaker
to the stand

to corroborate
Mr. Lehman's statement.

Judge, we object.

Mr. Shoemaker is not
part of these proceedings.

Well, if we can't corroborate
Mr. Lehman's statement,

we're going to reject
the plea agreement.

There's no procedural bar.
Ms. Marks?

Mmm-hmm.

My client has no objection
to testifying, Your Honor.

Nelson said he was
going out of town,

he asked if he could
have a package
shipped to my house.

I didn't know what it was.
I didn't open it.
I just gave it to him.

At any point,
did you and Mr. Lehman

discuss poisoning
Dr. Silva in a scheme
to get your daughter back?

Absolutely not.
I'd never do that.

So, you expect us
to believe that you had
zero to do with this?

Despite the fact
your ex practically
kidnapped your daughter.

You even got a court order
awarding you sole custody,
isn't that right?

That's right.

Despite all the trips
you took to Brazil

to have her returned,
all the money that
you spent on lawyers?

Uh, it's in the past.

You mean,
you've given up on trying
to get your daughter back?

I've moved on.

You've moved on?

Yes. My work takes up
all my life now.

I lecture, I teach.

I spend maybe 60 days
out of the year at home now.

There's really
no room for her
in my life now.

So, you're telling us
that you've stopped
caring for your daughter?

Caring enough to do
whatever it takes
to get her back?

Look, um,
after three years,

she's basically dead to me.

I don't really have
an emotional bond
with her anymore.

Judge, is there
an end in sight here?

Mr. Cutter,
I assume this constitutes
ample corroboration?

Just one more thing,
Your Honor.

Your daughter is eight, sir.

In a few years,
she'll read the transcripts
of your testimony here.

How do you think
she'll react to it?

I haven't really
given it much thought.

You haven't given
much thought to the fact

that you've just
publicly disowned her?

Once she reads that,
do you think she'll have
anything more to do with you?

Objection.

This goes to credibility,
Your Honor.

Overruled.
Mr. Shoemaker?

Uh, I don't know.

I love my daughter very much.

I would do anything for her,
and she knows that.

That's not what you said.

I asked if you'd given up
on trying to get
your daughter back,

and you said that
you'd moved on.

I didn't mean it that way.

So you haven't moved on?
No.

You testified that
there was no room
in your life for her.

Is that true?
No.

Said you no longer felt
an emotional bond with her,

she's dead to you.

I can tell you
from experience,
Mr. Shoemaker,

kids don't forget.
And they don't forgive.

You tricked me.

These words,
they're not true.

Well, how much of what
you said here is true, sir?

Most of it?
Some? None of it?

None of it, none of it,
actually, none of it.

I would do
anything for Nicole.

Anything?
Yes.

Even risk going to jail?
Yes.

And even poison
Oscar Silva?

Yes.

They stole her from me.

They stole her from me.
She was my life.

She gave my world meaning.

She made the world
a happier place.

And they took her from me.

They took my daughter!

Two guilty pleas.

You look like someone
ran over your dog.

Well, I won,
but Nicole Shoemaker lost.

She'll grow up with
her father and
grandfather in prison,

under the care of a mom
whose selfishness

set this whole
tragedy in motion.

That's why I never
went into family law.

It's where all
the heartbreak is.

Heartbreak is everywhere
in this job,

as you both know.

Take consolation
in getting the right result.

It was a good day's work.

Yeah, but not a good day.