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- Good morning.
- Good morning.
What's that?
Real-estate flyer.
Four bedrooms, ranch style,
big backyard,
a pool, a custom gourmet kitchen.
- And it's within our price range?
- Yeah.
Where's it located?
New copper plumbing,
new electric, new roof.
Where, though?
Great school district,
perfect for starting a family.
- Fritzy, where is it?
- Calabasas.
Cal who?
Your phone... is the duplex,
this tissue box... Parker center,
your shoes...
... the FBI on wilshire,
your underwear...
... the valley.
And Calabasas is?
There.
- That's not even Los Angeles.
- It's L.A. County.
Just see the place before
you decide you hate it.
Brenda, Los Angeles is a big place.
Are you saying you don't want me
looking anywhere in the valley?
Answer, answer, answer.
Let it go to voice...
... mail.
Deputy chief Johnson.
Yes, sergeant Gabriel.
When was that reported?
Okay, where are you now?
I'll be there shortly.
Critical missing,13-year-old boy
missing 1 hour and 35 minutes.
You want to call the office and
volunteer? We could practice carpooling.
Sergei Monroe, age 13.
According to his parents, they sent him
to his room last night for
arguing with his 16-year-old sister,
Theresa, at approximately 8:00 p. m.
Yesterday evening.
This morning, 6:00 a. m., Sergei's
mother goes to wake him up, he's gone.
They look around for about 30 minutes,
called 911.
Do the Monroes have a home-security
system, alarms, video cameras?
No, but apparently Sergei
does have a cellphone.
We've been calling it, but it just
keeps going straight to voice mail.
Any sign of forced entry,
busted windows, locks?
No, and we interviewed Mr. and
Mrs. Monroe, and their daughter
all individually,
they all say the same thing.
- It was a normal evening.
- Kid could be a runaway.
He's done this before. His father said
he called 911 as a precaution anyway.
Or because they're in denial.
All right, David.
Mrs. Monroe, Mr. Monroe,
I'm deputy chief Brenda Leigh Johnson
of the L.A.P.D.,
and this is agent Fritz Howard
from the FBI.
- My god FBI?
- We help out with critical missings.
Critical? What?
Anytime a child 13
or under goes missing,
we classify their return
as our highest priority,
which means we won't stop looking
until we find your son.
But Sergei's just...
I told your detectives, he's probably
gonna show up at school any minute,
if he tries to come home,
he's gonna see all of you
and think he's in even more trouble.
Sergei's run away twice before.
He's had a few problems adapting lately.
Adapting to what?
America.
- Where's he from?
- Russia.
We adopted him five years ago.
And you found him through?
An orphanage.
He had no family. There's no one.
There's no one in Russia
that's gonna be looking for Sergei
or trying to kidnap him.
This is... my god.
So, the last time you saw Sergei
was 8:00 p. m. last night
after you sent him to his room
for arguing with his sister.
- Yes.
- And what was the argument about?
Just him using Theresa's things
without permission.
I mean, this is nothing
we haven't gone through before.
And where's your daughter now?
Theresa, we need to talk to you again.
Theresa, open the door, please.
So, the entire world stops to
pay attention to Sergei. Is that it?
I see you like your privacy.
You see my hair?
It used to be a lot longer than this.
Then one night Sergei
thought it would be funny
to cut it off while I was sleeping.
He does cute stuff like that.
For example,
torturing and killing my cat.
And no matter what dad tells you
that's why he put the lock on my door;
Because Sergei is a psycho.
You and Sergei had an argument
last night. What was that about?
He and his little pathetic
friend Jason were...
Jason? Who's jason?
Jason Hetner.
He'll do anything Sergei tells him.
It's pitiful.
And yesterday they both
created yet another nightmare
for our next-door neighbor, Mr. Taft.
What did they do to the neighbor,
your brother.
Sergei's not my brother!
He's only here because
my mom wanted to have a boy,
and she couldn't have one herself.
You listen to me, theresa.
Sergei is missing. This is very serious!
- Someone may have taken him or...
- Taken him?
Come with me.
You really think someone would want
to abduct a kid who draws like this?
Dad has to paint over
the walls in here all the time.
Chief, excuse me.
There's something you should see.
You're so worried about what someone
might be doing to Sergei.
I think you should be more concerned
about what Sergei
is doing to someone else.
- Dried blood.
- Yeah, I think so, too.
S.I.D. is analyzing
the sample right now.
- And the turn signal's cracked.
- Is that hair?
It is.
Short, black, pulled from the root.
- Could be the boy's.
- I guess.
- Looks close.
- Whose car is this?
- Theresa's.
- OK, let's impound the vehicle,
Theresa also said
something about Sergei
and a next-door neighbor, a Mr. Taft.
Let's see if we can talk to him.
Chief, chief, this way.
According to a lady three houses
down, a Mr. Taft?
Divorced, lives alone,
Had an argument
last night with Mr. Monroe.
They were standing right out here
in the street, screaming and yelling
at each other about sergei.
Now, she doesn't know why.
Sanchez is already over here
at the taft house, right here.
So, we're looking
at a runaway here or not?
I'd rather have Sergei
answer that question.
Look here. These look like
fresh tire tracks, chief.
- See if they match Theresa's car.
- Chief,
No one's answering the door,
but there's something in the backyard
- that we should look at.
- OK.
Is it locked?
Fritzy, do you mind?
Want to lose the bag?
What is that? A grave?
We got to get in there.
Oh, for heaven's sakes.
Call judge Reisser.
Get a search warrant for the house,
the yard, and the cars.
Meanwhile, gentlemen, we have exigent
circumstances, let's start digging now.
- You don't want to wait for a warrant?
- No, no. That grave is probable cause.
Shovel, shovel, please!
Get the warrant anyway.
I don't want a murderer
to get away on a technicality.
Thank you, thank you, detective.
Hold it, hold it, hold it.
I got something. I got something.
Okay.
Easy, easy.
- It's stiff, chief. It's stiff.
- OK.
Hey!
What's going on here?!
What are you doing on my property?!
L.A.P.D. We've got a search warrant.
Get him out of here.
- What is going on?!
- We have a warrant.
You have no right to do this! No right!
What the hell are you
doing on my property?!
- Police business, sir.
- You have no right to do this!
Instead of digging up Ralphie,
why don't you arrest that little
son of a *** Sergei
that killed my dog?
You saw Sergei Monroe
do this to your dog?
Trust me... The kid did it.
- When was the last time you saw him?
- Yesterday morning.
What? Is Sergei missing?
Did he run away... again?
'cause if he has, why don't you do
everyone in the neighborhood
a favor and stop looking for him?
Sir, I find your attitude
towards this boy worrisome.
How about this for an attitude?
I want that kid dead.
How about that?
You want some more suspects?
Why don't you go up and down our street?
Ask anyone,
'cause everyone hates Sergei;
Not just me.
And his parents are useless.
Why didn't you report him to the police?
I did! But you people,
you didn't do anything at all.
And what's the result?
Yesterday I came home from work to find
my dog dead on my front lawn.
Sergei and that creepy kid.
They let him out of the backyard and
they ran him down in cold blood.
Now,
when you say Sergei ran over Ralphie,
you mean this 13-year-old kid
was driving the vehicle?
Yeah, yeah, he's done it several times.
He takes his big sister's car
out on the street for a race.
And that's against the law, isn't it?
What'd you do about that? Nothing.
So, after you found your dog,
you went across the street
and argued with Sergei's father.
I told brian before that
I would sue his ***, and I will.
What else did you tell him?
A neighbor heard you arguing.
Did you threaten Sergei?
I don't remember what I said.
I'll tell you what I did.
I took my dog,
who never hurt anyone,
and I gave him a decent burial.
And then I got drunk.
And if that's a crime,
then go ahead and arrest me.
Excuse me one second.
Yeah... listen...
Let's you and I go take a walk, okay?
Do me a favor.
Put your hands in your pockets.
Okay, do you want to arrest Mr. Taft
for burying his dog in his backyard?
- Ralphie is not our victim.
- But he could be our motive.
Or a good reason for sergei to vamoose.
It explains why the Monroes
weren't very specific
about the argument they had
with their son.
I sent a patrol car over to check
Sergei's best friend, Jason.
Nobody home, and he didn't go
to school today, either.
But no one's reported him missing, and
Jason and Sergei both have rap sheets.
I'm waiting to get them, but who knows?
Maybe they took off somewhere together.
So, we need to have a discussion
about circumstances.
What circumstances?
You want to call off
the critical missing?
This kid, Sergei, has an extensive
juvenile record
and a history of running away.
It appears that his father
punished him, not unjustly,
and the boy ran off
in the middle of the night.
If we investigated everything
based on appearances,
- we'd have a whole lot less to do.
- Do I get a vote here?
I think it is too early
to say what happened.
I'd like a vote, too, because,
as of 3:00 p. m. today, I'm gonna have
both presidential
candidates in town, and
I guess I'm gonna have to decide
which one not to protect.
So, tell me, chief Johnson,
is half my security
force out there looking for a runaway?
You want me to decide right now
if this is a critical missing?
- I do.
- Would you be applying
this kind of pressure if it was
your kid we were looking for?
The city of Los Angeles
does not want or expect me
to run this department
the way I do my family.
Sergei was two weeks
shy of his 14th birthday.
If his parents
called 911 15 days later,
we would have sent one patrol car,
two uniforms, and filed a report.
So, what are we doing here?
It doesn't feel like a critical missing.
- It really doesn't.
- Thank you.
Priority homicide will continue
the search for Sergei Monroe.
Meanwhile, commander Taylor,
break down the crisis center.
Tell the press that,
in line with the family's wishes,
we're treating this situation
as a runaway.
Agent Howard, if you remain concerned,
you're welcome to stay, of course.
Chief, that guy's crying again.
I put him in the back of my car.
What do you want me to do with him?
Lieutenant Flynn,
you can let Mr. Taft go for now.
And if you would, please help me take
Ralphie back across the street.
Thank you.
Chief, the blood on the front of
Theresa monroe's car is, as suspected,
canine, and they've matched one of
the hairs embedded in the front fender
to poor Ralphie.
Who was run over by Sergei,
if we can believe Mr. Taft.
Chief, I'm guessing that
you can trust Mr. Taft on this.
I mean, apart from being
a building contractor,
and I've never had a good experience
with a building contractor yet
Mr. Taft has no record.
Well, our boy Sergei's got him
beat big-time.
I've got his rap sheet here.
Charges range from vandalism
to marijuana possession.
Underage driving without a license?
Twice. Also, three times for truancy
and disturbing the peace with guess who.
Jason Hetner.
Maybe these two boys
are just hidding out together.
Or they were abducted together.
Jason's 14, 6 months older than Sergei.
His parents divorced last year,
and he's been slipping
out of school ever since,
compiling his own
history with the L.A.P.D.
Tried contacting his mother
on her cell, home, and office...
No answer.
Yeah, and there's still no answer
at the door at the house, either.
Okay, I want to check the dates
on their arrest records,
see how often they were picked up
together and...
And where.
- Detective Sanchez.
- As soon as either one of them
makes a call, we can lock onto
the cellphone tower
they're using and find them.
Why have you stopped looking for my son?
My whole division is applying
every resource
at its disposal to find your son.
So, Mr. Monroe, this morning, you were
certain that Sergei had run away.
He's never been gone more
than five hours before, never.
And you said you wouldn't stop
the search until you found him.
I haven't stopped.
But I have been seriously delayed
because both you and your wife
withheld information from me about
the so-called family
argument last night.
All right, look,
Mr. Taft is already very upset.
I didn't want to drag him into this.
Drag him into it? Sir,
if Mr. Taft's story is true, he may well
be the reason that sergei is missing.
Now, did Sergei run over his dog?
Yes.
- With Theresa's car?
- Yes.
Jason let the dog out. Sergei...
ran him down. We asked Theresa
not to mention this to you.
- Because?
- `cause we were afraid that if
you thought Sergei was a problem child,
instead of bringing him home,
you might arrest him.
Look, we're mortified
about the entire situation.
We apologize.
And we're slow to understand
how terrible it could be.
I mean, do you have anything at all?
The name Jason Hetner keeps coming up,
and we can't find him, either.
- Jason's missing, too?
- Not technically.
But we can't find him,
and we'd really like to.
Well, jason's a bad influence.
There's no...
No question about it.
We tried to separate them.
But his mother won't call
us back or meet with us,
even though
they've been arrested together.
- Speaking of...
- Yes, sergeant, what'd you find?
Jason and Sergei both have been
reported for trespassing
three times at a place
known as the tunnels.
- It's a neighborhood magnet for...
- We know what it's a magnet for,
and I've absolutely forbidden
Sergei to go there again.
I mean, it's dangerous. Why...
Susan, we should go there and
see if he's there or if Jason's there.
- No, no, no. We're going.
- I would like to come with you.
Look, ma'am, I understand
why you would like to come,
but it is more important
that you and your husband
go home and wait for Sergei to call.
No, our daughter's there with
the people you have covering the phones,
and Theresa will call us
the second that Sergei comes back.
If he sees me, if he hears me call
his name, he'd be more likely to answer.
Please, I do better
with him than anyone else.
Sergei?! Sergei, it's mom!
Mrs. Monroe, I have to ask you
not to call out, please.
We don't know who all's in here.
Thank you.
Nice hideout.
All right, lieutenant Provenza,
please wait here with the parents.
Lieutenant Tao,
I'd like to get a patrol car or two,
if we can get them.
All right, then,
let's see what all's down here.
L.A.P.D.
Anyone in here?
Just a rat! Just a rat!
Relax.
Chief?
Chief!
Oh, god.
Okay, okay, okay.
OK, detective Sanchez, lieutenant Flynn,
let's find out
if Sergei's by himself in here.
Detective Daniels, please step
outside and call the morgue and S.I.D.
I need this place checked
for a weapon and blood.
And I want the search revved up
for Jason Hetner, please.
You got it.
Hey, where are you going?!
I'm getting some air.
Besides, this isn't a critical missing
anymore, is it?
What did you find?! Hello?!
Hello? Is he in there?!
Did you find him?!
Hello?!
Suffered two blows to the head
from an almost-blunt instrument.
A bad hit here at the left temple,
then a very bad hit here
at the left central parietal bone.
Death almost instantaneous.
There wasn't a lot of blood
where we found him.
Then he died elsewhere.
That also explains
why we found no weapon.
Well, look for something
that leaves a waffle pattern.
See this cross-hatching with dimples?
Probably some sort of tool,
i'm guessing.
Like for construction?
Maybe something a building
contractor might have.
Sounds right.
- Were there any signs of molestation?
- No, thank god.
The poor kid was murdered,
but it stopped there.
Would you preserve
the wounds for me, doctor?
With a casting or the epidermis itself?
Cut out the actual wound,
please. Thank you.
Would you like that for here or to go?
- Doctor.
- Chief pope.
Time of death?
The boy was found
in a dark, moist place,
which could have sped up the decomp.
So, I'd have to say, broadly,
between 6 and 24 hours.
Thank you.
As soon as you can, please, doctor.
Excuse me.
I... I made... a horrible... mistake.
Will, we have two things to rely on.
Instinct and traing.
We went with our gut feelings, and...
Because of that, this boy is dead.
We don't know our culpability yet.
Sergei could have left the house
in the middle of the night.
He could have been dead
before we got the call.
And on his body, we found
a cellphone and some pot, so...
So, it wasn't a robbery.
What are you suggesting then?
This was...
What? A fight between friends or
that Sergei was a little drug dealer?
'cause that's a big "so what?"
He's still a 13-year-old kid.
What about this friend,
this Jason Hetner. Is he...
a suspect or another possible victim?
I can't say.
We are having trouble locating him,
but I have
the rest of my detectives
and six patrol cars out...
All right, as of now,
Jason Hetner is missing.
Use any resources you have to find him.
I don't care what it costs.
Excuse me, chiefs,
detective Sanchez just found Jason.
He's on his way down
to Parker center with him right now.
Is the boy all right?
He's OK enough to run.
The little ***'s fast, too.
Yes, so, his mother finally comes home,
and we ask her, you know,
"can we look in your garage?
Can we look in your son's room?"
And she says, "is this all because
he skipped school again?"
- like it was nothing at all.
- Is she here now, Jason's mother?
Too tired. Great mom, huh?
Didn't see her son this morning.
Hadn't seen him since last night.
She finally lets us into Jason's room.
And as I'm looking in the kid's closet,
guess who crawls out from under the bed.
And he jumps out the window,
and I have to chase him for five blocks.
- So, any chance this boy is our ***?
- He ran.
Okay, let's go, Sergeant.
Good work, good work.
Hello, Jason.
I'm deputy chief Brenda Leigh Johnson.
I just have a few questions
about the last 24 hours.
Questions I don't have to answer, right?
That's true. Instead of you and I
having a little conversation,
I could arrest you
and send you to juvie.
And since you've demonstrated
that you're a flight risk,
I will personally speak at your petition
to detain. You'll be in custody
for the entire six months
leading up to your trial.
Is that really how you want
to spend your summer and fall?
No.
Let's try the questions, then,
shall we?
You are friends with Sergei Monroe,
are you not?
Ask Sergei who his friends are.
All right, never mind.
- Book this little smart aleck.
- No, no, no. Wait, wait a minute!
How much trouble am I in?
Well, I can guarantee you
it's gonna get worse
if you don't cooperate.
Fine,
fine.
I'll tell you what happened yesterday.
I just want some protection.
Protection from who?
From Sergei.
And why do you need
protection from him?
He makes me do things.
- Makes you? How does he make you?
- He just does.
Well, what does he use?
A knife, a gun?
I mean, come on,
you're bigger than Sergei.
He knows...
- He knows certain things about me.
- What things?
That's not part of the story, okay?
God, all right?
He just makes me do things!
I need to know what that means
or I am leaving.
I'm leaving.
No, no, no. Wait a minute!
Okay.
If you want to know, okay.
Sergei...
pulled me into an alley once,
and...
He... grabbed my hand...
pulled me towards him...
asked me if I...
He asked me...
Are you saying
Sergei made *** advances on you?
- Yes.
- What did he do?
He...
... asked me if I wanted to kiss him.
And I did.
But Sergei didn't. It was a trap.
Then every day after that,
he threatened to tell people,
all about me.
So, he's been blackmailing you?
Yeah.
- Ain't love grand?
- Geez Louise.
This Sergei kid.
He can't know that I'm telling you this.
That's a promise I can keep,
provided that you tell me
exactly what happened yesterday.
So, Sergei...
wanted me to let Ralphie
out in Mr. Taft's yard.
He was gonna...
drive Theresa's car up the street,
and the dog would chase it.
I opened the gate,
and Ralphie ran out in the front yard.
But Sergei didn't drive off. He...
He gunned the car over the curb,
and he hit the dog.
I jumped off the fence. I ran,
and I tried to help Ralphie, but...
he was making these...
these gurgling sounds.
- Okay? I'm sorry.
- Okay, okay.
- What happened then?
- Well, then, I made Sergei
take the car back into the garage.
And look, really,
if I had known that he...
that he was gonna kill Ralphie,
I would have never helped him...
never.
So, did you fight with him after that?
Did you punish him
- for what he did to Ralphie?
- Punish him?
You're kidding, right?
Jason,
Sergei Monroe was found dead
this afternoon
in a place you two
were known to hang out... the tunnels.
What?
He... how did...
Wait, oh, my...
You think that...
You think that I killed him?!
It wasn't me! It was Mr. Taft!
It was Mr. Taft!
I'm telling you, it was Mr. Taft, OK?!
How do you know it was Mr. Taft?
Because I-I heard him.
He was screaming at Mr. Monroe
in the street, okay?
And... and he was saying to him
how he was gonna... kill Sergei.
- Right back where we started.
- But I didn't hear anything after that,
- Damn it.
- Because that's when
Sergei's sister came in the garage
when we were hammering out the dents.
And she was freaking out,
and I ran. I just ran.
Did you say "hammering out the dents"?
Voice-mail recordings
from Sergei Monroe's cellphone
- minus the messages from L.A.P.D.
- Okay, thank you.
Uh, do you have a flashlight,
Lieutenant... and a cellphone, please?
Thank you. Thanks.
Are you looking for something, Chief?
A circular waffle pattern...
... that matches... this.
What do you think, Lieutenant?
I think you got a match.
- You want me to take off the fender?
- Yes, please,
and could you bring it
to the *** room? Thank you.
Luis?
Pull that fender.
What makes a child go bad...
Nature or nurture?
Unfortunately, Chief,
by the time we get involved,
it really doesn't matter.
Sergei, this is Theresa,
and I hate your stupid guts.
I hate you!
You've ruined my car,
and when you get home,
I'm going to kill you!
Message received yesterday at 7:18 a.m.
Damn it, Sergei,
the police are outside your house!
Man, leave me out of this.
Message received yesterday at 7:43 a.m.
Sergei, you're destroying this family.
Mom can't stop crying.
Dad's going out of his mind,
all because of you.
I hope you're dead.
I hope you've been run over
the same way you ran over Ralphie.
Hey.
Sounds like there's more
than one problem child out there.
There are no more
messages in your mailbo...
You were right.
I should have kept
the critical-missing designation.
Yeah.
Well...
... the odds were stacked
against you from the start.
Hey, I was looking at that.
Sold already.
You were right. It's too far away.
The only reason to move out there
is the schools.
Otherwise,
maybe more house than we need.
Maybe more trouble
than we want to go through.
What do you think?
Let's talk about it tonight.
Still okay?
Okay.
Hey!
- Have a good day at work.
- You too.
Lieutenant Provenza. Good morning.
I'm on my way to the morgue,
and I need you
to do a few things for me first.
Will?
You...
had lieutenant Provenza
arrest Theresa Monroe
- for murdering her brother?
- Yes.
Time of death?
I won't know exactly
until I get the confession.
All right, well, uh,
I'll watch then.
Excuse me. Theresa's parents
haven't asked for a lawyer,
but they do want to be in the room
while you talk to her.
Buzz has already set up
some extra cameras.
I'll take care of it. Lieutenant,
- I need a waiver form, please.
- Yes, ma'am.
Our daughter would never
*** her own brother ever.
Well, Theresa told me
that she didn't think of Sergei
as her actual brother.
- And you know what? I believe her.
- How can you do this to us
after all we've been through?
If you want to stay here
while I interview your daughter,
I need you and your wife
to initial the marked areas
and sign on the bottom or leave.
This explains your rights.
Theresa, you recognize this fender?
I didn't do anything to Sergei.
Are you suggesting
that Theresa ran over our son?
Sir, sign the forms or leave!
There's no in between!
Let's look underneath the fender,
please.
On the underside...
See this waffle pattern?
Someone was trying to pound
the fender back into shape.
This... is from Sergei's scalp.
The skin from one of the bludgeoning
wounds that killed him!
Get it away from me!
Get it away from me, mom! Mom!
You will notice that the waffle pattern
on the epidermis of the wound
matches exactly the one on the car.
... continue to treat us like...
This is disgusting...
How can you show this to us?!
To prove the same tool that was
used on your daughter's car
was also used to kill your son.
That is the mark that this hammer makes.
Sergei was using one just like it
to hammer out the dents
in Theresa's car.
She came out to the garage while he was
using it, grabbed it from his hand,
- and killed him.
- What?!
Sergei cut your hair.
He killed your cat.
He stole your car and wrecked it.
And in a fit of anger,
you *** this from his hand
and smashed his head in!
I have a witness!
- I never wanted Sergei to...
- Wait, wait. You have a witness?
You have a witness
who saw Theresa kill my son?
He puts her in the garage
while the hammer was being used.
And Theresa left two threatening
messages on Sergei's cellphone
yesterday at 7:00 in the morning,
saying she intended to kill him.
- No. I could never...
- Wait, wait.
Theresa made those calls
after Sergei was already dead.
How do you know when he died?
We were never able
to establish a time of death.
But you bring up
an excellent point.
Only people who thought
Sergei was still alive
would bother calling him on his cell.
There were two messages from Theresa
and one from Jason Hetner,
but not one from you or your wife.
And why?
Because you knew he wouldn't answer!
Dad? Dad, what is she talking about?
It's okay.
Lieutenant Tao, would you please
escort Theresa out of the room?
Come with me, dear.
Go ahead, honey.
We'll be out in a minute.
- Go ahead.
- It's okay.
This way.
So, sit down. Let's talk.
You called 911.
You thought that someone would
just pop over and take a quick report.
You were stunned at our reaction.
You came down here to find out how close
we were to actually finding something.
You did everything you could
to point us in the direction of Jason.
Well, those games are over now.
Which one of you is the monster
that killed your own son?
Sergei... was the monster.
Killing that dog was only the last
in a long list
of horrible, horrible things.
A list that starts
with stuffing his pet hamsters...
in the garbage disposal,
cutting up squirrels, killing cats,
stepping on baby birds. And I...
I thought we could work with him,
and I tried.
We took him to anger camps,
to psychiatrists.
We sent him to boarding school,
to... to a military academy.
We even tried to return him to Russia,
- and they wouldn't take him back.
- Susan, we can't hide what happened.
No, no, she does not understand!
Sergei's aggression was created
by his biological mother,
who abandoned him,
or it was genetics.
I mean, where else
does that sort of violence come from?
Maybe from parents who smashed
him in the head with a hammer.
Which one of you did that,
or did you both have a swing?
Is it not clear?
There was something wrong with him.
Look, I get it.
Sergei was a little psycho.
And he was growing up fast.
And you didn't plan
on actually killing him,
which is what makes this
more a crime of passion.
And you were concerned
for your daughter's life.
I mean, isn't that why
you put the dead bolt on her door?
Yes.
Yes.
Exactly, and last night after Taft...
We went into the garage after we saw
that poor dog lying in the yard.
And I grabbed Sergei, and I pulled him
out from under the car. And I...
demanded to know if he killed Ralphie.
And he just...
He just laughed.
So I grabbed the hammer, and...
I hit him. I don't...
I was so angry that I don't even think
I knew what I was doing.
I...
That's right, you were very mad
the first time you hit him.
But then, you hit him again.
There were two blows to the skull.
Now, the first one wasn't hard enough,
- but the second one was.
- It wasn't hard at all, not for me.
Very hard for Sergei, yes,
but not for me, no.
- And then I... I looked up at Susan.
- Brian...
Now, wait a minute, ma'am.
Are you involved in this crime?
- Did you participate...
- She was screaming at me to stop,
it just didn't register somehow.
I think maybe I was so surprised
after I hit him the first time,
because it was...
It was over before I made the decision.
And then I just...
I saw Sergei lying there, and I thought,
"he's not mine."
"He's... he's not part of me."
And then while Susan was yelling
for me to stop,
I swung that hammer down
as hard as I could.
Then I wrapped him up in an old blanket,
and I took him
to where he liked to go the most,
which is...
a drain... a sewage drain.
A fitting resting place, I thought.
And then I dumped the hammer
and went home.
And I thought,
"Wow"
"We have our family back, finally."
And you tell me, chief Johnson,
what would you do
if you were responsible for Sergei?
As it so happens,
I am responsible for him.
And what I can do is put you
under arrest for the *** of your son.
So, we couldn't have
prevented Sergei's ***?
No, no, he was dead
before we got the call.
So, here's the deal.
From now on, we get a critical missing,
for 72 hours we search
around the clock
with every available resource
until we either find the child
or the body.
No exceptions.
If that's a policy amendment,
you won't get any argument from me.
Okay.
Oh, and, uh...
If you would extend my...
personal apology... to Fritz,
I'd appreciate it.
Absolutely.
Well, tell the Pope I accept
his apology, because I'm gracious.
I hate it when they forget
to put in that hot mustard.
- Why do I never ask for it?
- Because you're too gracious.
Look what I have.
A brochure.
The Hollywood Hills.
House is between my shoes
and the tissue box,
or your work and mine.
Two bedrooms, office, pool, great views.
I take it, then,
you're not interested in...
what school district we buy into?
I don't think we need
to worry about schools, really.
I see.
So, unless you absolutely
have your heart set on a bigger place,
Well, I...
Well, I go back and forth, but...
a bigger place...
that needs to be something we both want.
Maybe in this case...
small is better.