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6a-47. We are code 6
at the prowler complaint.
Sync: Kiry, ShalimarFox
Merch, around back! He's running!
47 requesting assistance.
We are in foot pursuit.
Subject is white, male,
wearing dark clothing.
I need a perimeter set up and be advised
we have not cleared the house.
6a-32 requesting paramedics.
We've got a woman down in the house.
She's gone.
Evening, gentlemen.
Have we been in the house yet?
No, the dog handlers don't want
to contaminate the crime scene
before the k-9 search is complete.
So in the meantime, we got Tao
and Sanchez knocking on doors.
Flynn wrote up a search warrant.
We found a judge a few blocks away
- that will sign it.
- That's lucky.
- What happened?
- The neighbor over there...
called in a prowler
around 10:30 this evening.
Responding officers knock one time,
see the suspect run
from the back of the house.
They call it in, set up a perimeter.
Additional unit arrives,
enters through the back of the house
to search and clear it,
finds the body inside.
Paramedics pronounced
her dead 10 minutes ago.
Who is she?
Jessica...
Jessica something. She only moved in
a couple of months ago.
She seemed like a real nice
young woman. We kept meaning to...
ask her over for dinner.
All units, stand by. We have
an alert at the back of 632 Devon.
Hands! Show me your hands!
Get down on the ground now!
S.I.D.'s got a 15-minute E.T.A.
Watch out for the popcorn there, Chief.
So, it looks like
she was on her laptop,
probably heard a sound,
put the TV on pause to listen.
Then she saw her intruder
and bolted from the couch.
He grabs her here. Now,
she's in pretty good shape,
so she puts up some kind of a struggle
and then tries to escape.
So he grabs her hair
at the back of her head...
So she was running away.
Right, and then flung her around
onto the coffee table,
giving her that gash on her head.
Then...
- pins her down and...
- Tore off her underwear. Yes, I see.
The...
officers who found her said that they
found that pillow there on her face,
like she had been smothered.
Probably used it to keep her quiet
when they knocked on the door.
Then why did he run?
She was updating her web
page, Chief. Check it out.
It's the last thing she wrote.
"Missed home today,
but I'm better now."
"Unpacked some pictures,
put them out. Feels good."
"Gonna be strange celebrating without
mom's strawberry cake tomorrow,"
"but I like it here."
"And only two more weeks until... "
Two more weeks until what?
Two weeks till her fiancé joins her.
It's in her birthday card.
"Jess, started packing my things."
"Can't wait for the move.
Miss you. So proud."
"Happy birthday.
Love, Pete."
"P. S. Sally wants
her tummy scratched."
Sally must be their dog.
Her name's Jessica Goodall.
She's from Joplin, Missouri.
And tomorrow
she was going to turn 30.
Did someone open this door?
It's unlocked.
Well, we all came in the back.
Maybe Jessica forgot to lock it.
A woman who just moved {\(here)}from Missouri
does not forget to lock her door{\(at night)}.
Maybe she opened it
for her attacker.
- Chief, I found the point of entry!
- Or not.
You know what?
I'm tired of these slip-ups.
Whether it's the coroner, the paramedics
or one of our officers open a door
before we've had a chance to document
the scene and you've let in the defense.
Sgt Gabriel, please find out who came
through here, and quickly. Thank you.
You see this?
He cut the screen around
the edge from right to left,
nice and square, and he
climbed in over that counter.
- She must have left it unlocked.
- I find that hard to swallow.
But even if she hadn't locked the window
how would our intruder know that?
You can't see the lock from outside.
Chief, they're bringing the suspect
out front for the field showup.
Thank you.
"This person is in temporary custody
as a possible suspect only."
"And the factthat he is in custody
does not indicate guilt,"
even though he looks like hell
from hiding in a tree.
"The purposeof the confrontation
is either to eliminate
or identify him as the perpetrator."
- Chief.
- Lieutenant.
Let's go. Come on.
Mr. Evans...
is this the man you saw approaching
your neighbor's house?
Well...
yeah.
Yeah, I guess.
He seemed a little...
a little taller. I wasn't
wearing my glasses.
My wife was there, and she saw him.
Maybe we should be
talking to your wife, then.
Well, she's gone to work already.
She's a nurse on the night shift.
All right. Thank you. Lieutenant.
Thank you, sir. Right this way.
Lt Provenza, please
arrange to have a lineup
with Mrs. Evans as soon as possible.
Who are you?
His name is Chris Dunlap.
He's 27, he lives in Burbank... at least
according to his driver's license.
That's all we have to go on,
'cause he hasn't said a word.
Well, I just read
the little cretin his rights.
I ran his name. Dunlap was
arrested two years ago
for exposing himself to an 8-year-old
girl in a public restroom
and then arrested again
nine months ago
for molesting his cousin's 13-year-old
daughter while she took a shower.
- Wasn't convicted on either charge.
- Yeah, well, then, he must be innocent.
Sorry, Chief. This took a little longer
than I thought, but I went ahead
and enlarged a map
of the 3-square-mile
area around the victim.
In the last 6 months,
there's been 7 other rapes.
2 occurred in the last 20 days.
Of those 7,
6 match your point of entry
through an unlocked bathroom window.
Screen's cut right to left,
just like this one.
All the vics blond,
in their 20s, and living alone.
All right, cdr Taylor,
would you please pull those files
and see what physical evidence
was collected?
Lt Tao, let's run a credit report
on Mr. Dunlap.
Let's see if we can wrap this up
tonight. Thank you.
Hi, Chris.
I'm deputy chief
Brenda Leigh Johnson.
It looks like you got pretty
scratched up climbing that tree.
I'd like to have somebody
come take a look at you,
but first we need to talk.
Chris, something really
terrible happened tonight.
And I want you to know
that I don't think it was intentional.
In fact, I'm certain what happened to
that poor young woman was an accident.
Her name was Jessica.
She just moved here from Missouri.
She was looking forward to her fiancé
joining her in a few weeks
with their dog.
Today was her birthday.
She was gonna be 30 years old.
And now she's not.
I need to know how you met her.
Chris, listen to me.
I have a witness
who will identify you
as the person she saw
in Jessica's house.
Minutes later, you were seen running
from that house by a police officer.
Put that together with our dogs
who are never wrong
finding you in a tree
three blocks away,
and people are gonna start jumping
to all sorts of conclusions.
Now, if you have an explanation
for what happened tonight,
- I need you to tell me.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Okay, what? About what, Chris?
What are you sorry about?
- Detective why are you interrupting me?
- His lawyer's here.
You already called your lawyer?
You must be chief Johnson.
Phillip Stroh. Pleasure to meet you.
Your client has your number
on his speed dial, Mr. Stroh?
I've represented Chris before.
- Just this way?
- Yes.
Last number dialed... 11:47 P.M.
Son of a *** called his attorney
when the dogs had him up in the tree.
What is the world coming to?
Chief.
I just spoke to the nurse. She's
on her way in for the lineup.
- Scrambled egg whites and turkey bacon.
- Thank you, Buzz.
I went over Chris' financials.
He's got no current credit cards,
no loans, no leases,
no bank accounts,
no job.
Other than his cellphone,
he's practically off the grid.
Yeah? Thanks, Buzz.
Speaking of his cellphone,
I dumped it.
The little creep hardly uses the thing.
I mean, other than the call...
that he made to his attorney
last night, from up in the tree,
there's a few calls to a delivery
company, a few more to a temp agency,
and then there's a whole bunch
to an address in Burbank,
which happens to be
his mother's house.
If he didn't have a job
and he didn't have any money,
- what was he having delivered?
- I'll find out.
Prelim from the autopsy confirms
that Jessica Goodall was not
sexually assaulted.
That's because the cops knocked on the
door. The *** didn't have the time.
Also, Dr. Morales...
he cut her nails,
put them under the scope,
didn't find any skin fragments,
- so she didn't scratch the guy.
- What about prints?
They lifted 37
from inside the location.
They're trying to exclude Jessica's now.
We should know more soon{\(by the end of the day}.
Also I spoke to the coroner's assistant.
Swears he never used the front door,
that he came around back
like everyone else.
- Still tracking down the paramedics.
- Excuse me.
Mr. Stroh, what are you
doing in here?
- Sorry. Looking for vending machines.
- If you're hungry,
{\(you can}take the elevator to the 1st floor.
Public vending machines are the
same place they've always been.
Yeah, and you can't just go
wandering around these halls.
My mistake.
You know, that's the same lawyer
that got Chris' other charges dropped.
Morning, Chief.
I've been combing through the files of
the six previous rapes, like you asked.
They're getting more violent
and more frequent.
The girl he *** before this,
he tied to a bedpost,
then he knocked her around.
- What about physical evidence?
- No prints, no DNA, anywhere.
- How did he manage that, I wonder?
- He must have worn a raincoat.
Hey, Chief, get this. You know
the company that Chris was calling?
He wasn't expecting any deliveries.
He works there.
He's a deliveryman.
Excuse me, Chief.
Mr and Mrs Evans are here.
- I set them up in the electronics room.
- Thank you, Buzz. We'll be right there.
Lieutenant, would you please get
the delivery logs for these companies?
If Chris Dunlap was anywhere
in the vicinity of any of these women,
I want to know about it. Sergeant.
Chris, ready for the lineup?
Just step down the hall.
Thanks.
Mr. Stroh, I'm sure you know
how these things go.
I'm gonna introduce you to the witness,
but you're not to ask her any questions.
- Is that clear?
- I know the process, Chief.
Hey, Mr. Stroh... Phil.
I'm just curious.
You defended Chris for molesting
a 13-year-old family member,
and you got the charges dismissed.
And now looks like the same guy
has murdered someone.
- How do you feel about that?
- Well,
first of all, it doesn't look like Chris
murdered this young lady to me.
And if you're asking
about his previous case,
obviously, the State couldn't
prove their allegations. So...
if you have a problem
with the legal...
No, I don't think the sergeant
was talking about specifics,
just about how you as a...
human being justify
defending child molesters.
All right.
Most criminals... they do their time,
and when they get out of prison,
they go on about their lives
anonymously.
Sex offenders are registered
until the day they die.
They're branded... like animals.
Now, if the State is going to punish
them more harshly than other criminals,
it also assumes a special burden
to prove their continuing threat
to society. It's my job...
to make sure the state
demonstrates that threat.
So, Sergeant...
if your charmingly phrased accusation
really does have something to do
with how defending suspected
sex offenders makes me feel,
the answer is...
it gives purpose to my life.
Now,
I'd like to hear
what your eyewitness has to say.
Wouldn't you?
Absolutely.
Lt Provenza, would you please
escort Mr. Evans out? Thank you.
Hello, Mrs. Evans. I'm
deputy chief Brenda Leigh Johnson.
Thank you so much for coming in.
This is Mr. Stroh. He's an attorney.
- Yes. How do you do?
- Mrs. Evans.
Any problem with the selection,
Mr. Stroh?
No, looks fine to me.
All right, then, Mrs. Evans,
you take your time.
Let us know if there's anyone here
that you recognize from last night.
Number 1, step forward.
Turn to the right.
Again.
Again.
Step back to the wall.
Number 2, step forward.
No.
Turn to the right.
Again.
I remember he was slim
and he had dark clothes.
But he had a t-shirt underneath.
I remember the white at his neck.
Number 3...
No. No, he wasn't hispanic.
Turn to the right.
If you have a phone, take it out.
Turn it off.
Put it back.
Number 4, step forward.
Turn to your right.
Again... Again.
- Back to the wall.
- I don't know.
He was tall like number 5
but not as large.
- I'm 6'2". Was he closer to my height?
- Hey!
Quiet.
Chief, can I talk to you?
Yes. Sgt Gabriel, would you please
take Mr. Stroh to interview 1
when we're through here?
Mrs. Evans, thank you
so much for your help.
Okay, Chris made deliveries
to every single one of these victims
days before they were attacked.
That's how come he knew their
bathroom windows were unlocked.
He unlocked them himself.
Four.
Six.
Sgt Gabriel, would you please keep
Mr. Dunlap company for a moment?
Mr. Stroh, I need to talk to you.
I'm arresting your client.
For what... trespassing?
Chris Dunlap works as a deliveryman,
Mr. Stroh. Are you aware of that?
You said that the State
has a special burden of proof
when it comes to sex-crime cases.
Well, here it is...
Your client was in Jessica Goodall's
house delivering a dishwasher
4 days before she was murdered.
He delivered a mattress
to Lauren Clark
three days before she was tied
to her bed and brutally ***.
He delivered a refrigerator
to Rebecca Howl 5 days...
- circumstantial.
- Six rapes and one ***,
all at the same point of entry...
a bathroom window your client opened
when he made these deliveries.
Take this to a jury, and your
client faces the death penalty.
I want to make a deal.
You want to make a deal?
Well, just to satisfy
my curiosity, Mr. Stroh,
what kind of deal
would you like to make?
I don't know.
You get the D.A. to agree,
and Chris will do...
- 8 years.
- What could you possibly give me
that would merit reducing
your client's sentence to 8 years?
The name... of the other guy.
It was his partner
who *** those women
and murdered Jessica Goodall.
And for eight years,
Chris will give you his name.
This may surprise you,{\(Mr. Stroh,}
but we're very close to finding
Chris'partner on our own.
- Really?
- If you'd like me to talk to the D.A.
About giving you any kind of a deal,
I suggest that you have Chris Dunlap
tell me something I don't already know.
And it had better be good.
Chris Dunlap, you are under arrest
for *** and 6 counts of ***.
Sgt Gabriel, would you please take him
downstairs to booking? Thank you.
Have a nice day, Mr. Stroh.
Now his lawyer says
there's another guy.
You don't like it, but I think
you've got to consider the deal.
It's not right to let Chris Dunlap
walk after only eight years
just to get this other guy.
- What does Pope say?
- He agrees with me.
Really?
He's still smarting from that stupid
inquiry after the mall shooting.
No one's letting him forget it.
He managed to delay everything yesterday
while we hunted through Dunlap's life,
but if we don't find
this creep's partner. If...
this other partner even exists.
Well, if he doesn't exist, then whatever
deal Dunlap's lawyer makes goes away.
At the very least, you put
your suspect away for life.
Or... if the other guy's real,
then you get his name
and take him off the streets.
Chris Dunlap walked
into these women's homes.
He assessed their vulnerability.
They probably tipped him
after he chose them as victims.
He's a monster. He deserves
to go away for the rest of his life.
You know, if this other guy is really
out there, then he's dangerous.
The longer you wait, the more likely
he is to disappear forever
or attack again.
Look, it's not a fair deal,
and I know this isn't how you like to
hand off cases to the D.A., but, honey,
hey, at the end of the day,
it may be necessary.
Chief, lieutenant Provenza and Tao
got a warrant to search
Dunlap's place to see if we could
find anything that might tip us off
to this mysterious second man.
And Sanchez is talking to a kid
who does deliveries with Dunlap.
He's kind of a long shot,
but he does have a juvenile conviction
for burglary, so who knows?
Chief, if you ask me,
they're playing us.
They're making up a soddi defense
so they can buy more time.
- Making up a what?
- Soddi.
"Some other dude did it" defense.
But considering our witnesses
couldn't I.D. the suspect,
we may be wrong.
I don't know.
Chief Johnson, any luck?
We haven't found Chris' partner yet,
if that's what you're asking.
May I speak with you for a moment?
I tried explaining things
to the deputy D.A.,
but I can't hold him off.
He's, like, half a block away,
and he wants the deal.
- For eight years?!
- I don't like it, either,
but...
it has to be this way.
Bring back the suspect.
Get his lawyer.
I'll be back in a minute
with the D.D.A.
I'm sorry.
Detective Sanchez, any chance
the guy who made deliveries
with Chris might be his partner?
I'm sorry, chief.
The alibi's good.
He did say that chris asked to use
the bathroom a lot during deliveries,
which is against the rules,
and that he liked to look
at the customers' pictures,
the ones in the frames.
Co-worker said it was creepy.
Commander, where are we
with the rest of the victims?
We've been going through
the *** files.
Five of the victims either
can't remember what happened
or never saw the assailant's face.
Apparently, he wore a mask
or something... pantyhose.
What about the sixth victim?
Lauren Clark.
She saw him.
Never I.D.'d him from the books.
Dunlap wasn't in the books.
- You want me to bring her in?
- Yes.
But we're supposed
to evaluate her state of mind
before we put her through that,
so, no, not yet.
Sorry, chief, but there's nothing
where Chris Dunlap lived
that would point to the so-called
other partner, but...
He's awfully strange.
He lives in the attic
at his mother's house.
Very little furniture,
a mattress on the floor.
Lots of lingerie catalogs.
And a big *** of cash
stuffed in one of his shoes...
Close to $5,500.
Yeah, now, we asked the mom about it,
she said she's helping him to save up
to fix his face.
- What?
- Plastic surgery.
Yeah, mommy seems to think that
her little boy needs to be
better-looking,
oh, and got all the brochures, too.
You know, botox, rhinoplasty.
Chief. Chief, I finally spoke
to the paramedics.
They said that they went through
the back door of Jessica's house
to get the body, that they never
touched the front door.
Chief Johnson,
you remember D.D.A. Garnett.
Yes. Just one second, please.
Sergeant, what do you think this is
on Jessica's front porch?
Looks like...
popcorn.
But none of our guys went out this way,
so who tracked it outside?
Our officer chased Chris
out the back door while
the *** walked
right out the front!
- Chief Johnson.
- Yes?
Your office, please.
Now that you have confirmed
the existence of Mr. Dunlap's partner,
In the interest of public safety,
we are compelled to act.
- I don't agree to the 8 years.
- It's not up to you.
Let's be clear here, Garnett,
for the record.
You are insisting on making this deal
despite the fact that the L.A.P.D.
needs more time to investigate.
You understand,
I shouldn't have to explain it again.
Can we get on with it, please?
The D.A.'s office is willing
to consider the 8 years
if your client will tell us
who his accomplice is,
Assuming said accomplice committed
the *** and the *** assaults.
And here I thought you were close
to finding said accomplice
on your own.
I don't like being manipulated,
chief Johnson.
Mr. Garnett, you can have the name.
But now my client wants probation.
- What?
- Sir,
- there's a *** at large.
- Then you'd better hurry.
You are an officer of the court
and therefore obligated to aid...
I am well aware
of my obligations, chief Johnson,
as they relate to my client.
Now, he has some
very important information
that should be passed on to you, but
I need to know he's getting
the best deal possible.
And how do we convince you that
eight years is reasonable?
- Show me your evidence.
- We are not doing that.
Convince me you've
something substantial against him.
I am not opening up my case.
- He's got no incentive to give up...
- No way!
I'll talk to him.
We can reach a compromise.
Compromise?!
It is eight years, or there's no deal!
Hold on one second.
Mr. Stroh, could you excuse us
for just one moment, please?
Thank you.
I refuse to put
my evidence on display here.
Excuse me? What evidence?
You don't have any.
The investigation
is barely 24 hours old.
To be manipulated into a plea agreement
for probation is ridiculous!
I'm reduced to this possibility
because you haven't found me a killer.
We need some time to go through
the old cases... a few days!
With an active *** on the loose,
a guy who just murdered someone?
No way.
I think this is a mistake.
And you are the reigning expert
on mistakes,
but this can't be one of them.
Now, do I do this with her or without?
Victim 4, Kim Stansbury,
*** january 12.
Do you have any physical evidence
linking my client to the scene?
No.
No blood, no ***, no hair?
No. No. No.
Same as all the rest.
- Any fingerprints I.D.'d to my client?
- Not yet.
Any victim I.D.s or independent
witnesses that place him at the scene?
No, but we do have him delivering
a refrigerator to her six days
before the incident.
Victim 5,
Rebecca Howl, *** january 20.
- Any physical evidence?
- We have him delivering a refrigerator
to her five days before.
Victim 6, Lauren Clark.
Should I assume
the same as the preceding five?
Actually, she says
she can identify the assailant.
Interesting.
But do you have any blood,
***, hair,
or any other physical evidence?
No.
All right, lastly, Jessica Goodall.
Anything?
Other the fact that
your client was seen running
from the back of the victim's house
by a los angeles police officer and
found hiding in a tree 30 minutes later,
- no.
- Okay.
Thank you.
I will discuss this with Chris,
and, if he's in agreement,
I'll write up the proffer to state that,
in addition to details of the crimes,
he will reveal
the name of his partner.
We can meet in the morning, and...
No.
We're doing this tonight.
You've got five hours, sir.
Fine.
Mr. Garnett.
Chief Johnson.
This is the right thing to do.
Not for Jessica Goodall.
Excuse me.
Chief Johnson.
Stroh is here.
You ready?
As I'll ever be.
What's the offer?
His client gives up the name.
We split the difference, four years.
This accomplice has a methodology.
He's not gonna strike again
while we have Chris Dunlap in custody.
- We have time to look for him.
- We're gonna find the guy
a lot faster once we know his name.
Can we just execute the deal?
Please?
All right.
Mr. Stroh. Chris.
You've read the statement
and agree to provide testimony
as to the truthfulness of the facts
within this document?
Four years for the name,
provided we can verify its validity.
Mr. Stroh, maybe it's my ears,
but for the life of me,
I can't hear
what your client is saying.
Chris.
Yes, I'll testify.
Good.
Would you sign this, please?
Thank you.
OK, you state here that
you were charged with finding women
on your delivery that would best fit
your partner's type.
- Is that correct?
- Yes.
He...
He likes blond hair.
So you would unlock the windows
and watch them for a few days?
To make sure there were
no roommates or boyfriends, right.
And once you were sure?
He'd pick a night.
We'd go in together.
I'd watch the street, and he'd...
He'd be with them.
You state that you never
actually participated
in any of the *** assaults
yourself...
No.
... that you acted only as lookout
for your partner, and in return,
he compensated you monetarily.
Yes.
How much?
$1,500 apiece.
That's a lot.
I'm sure you must have been
worth it, though.
In fact, if we weren't talking
about *** and ***,
sounds like
you'd make an ideal employee.
Now comes the hard part,
and you had better tell the whole truth
and nothing but, so help you god,
or this deal
for four years goes away.
What's the name of your partner?
It's okay, Chris, go ahead.
It's him.
Excuse me?!
- What the hell?
- It's Mr. Stroh.
- Chris, this is not funny.
- What? Did something change?
Enough! That's it!
You, outside now!
Just when you thought
you heard it all.
Would you mind telling me
what the hell's going on in here?!
I am as shocked as you are. Believe me.
I explained to him very specifically
- what he need to do.
- If you're pulling some
- kind of a stunt, so help me.
- I was... thrilled with four years.
In fact, I think it's what
he deserves. I told him so.
I can promise you
it's not gonna get any better.
I don't know what to tell you,
except:
I can't represent him
if he's accusing me of this.
No. No.
You wrote up this proffer, sir.
We are not going anywhere
until we get a name.
All right. Hold on. Hold on.
Now, Chris,
just so we are perfectly clear,
- this deal that you signed...
- Where's Mr. Stroh?
- What did he say?
- He said you should get yourself
- a new lawyer.
- What?
- Frankly, I don't blame him.
- I don't understand.
This game you're playing
is a waste of everyone's time.
He promised me,
if I kept my mouth shut...
- You're ruining it.
- No, I swear.
If this is some crazy attempt
to get a better deal,
you are climbing up
the wrong tree... again!
And if you don't straighten up,
and right this second,
instead of 4 years,
you're looking at the death penalty!
Do you understand me?!
I'll ask you one more time.
What is the name of your partner?
It's... It's Mr. Stroh.
- That's it. We're through here.
- No, wait! Wait!
I'm telling you the truth!
He just wanted to see what you had on us
before I talked to you.
Why would he need to do that?
He wanted to make sure you didn't have
any evidence on him. I swear. I swear.
I swear, I wanted to tell you everything
from the very beginning.
But Mr. Stroh,
he said that if I ever was caught,
I was supposed to call him
right away.
And when that girl got hurt
and when the police came,
He told me to run out the back door,
and when I couldn't get away,
I did what he told me to do.
'cause Mr. Stroh, he told me,
He said that even though
I hadn't done anything as bad as him
that I would go to jail
for as long as he did
if I admitted anything
before I got a deal.
Why did you do those things for him?
He saved me from jail.
And he wanted to help me
with my face.
So when he asked me to use my job
to help him find these...
I didn't want to let him down.
So I found a girl.
I found a really pretty girl
that I knew he'd like, and I unlocked
the window, and we went in.
I hid the money.
You can find it in my room.
I'm saving it up 'cause my mom
says she can make me handsome.
So, wait... Is... is that it?
Do I... do I get my deal?
You have anything to say, mr. Stroh?
I guess I'd have to say he's crazy.
I mean, he sounded so convincing.
He almost had me believing him, but...
Come on, let's be honest.
That story is absurd.
Yes, it is.
Mr. Garnett, it seems to me
that your presence here
could be a conflict of interest.
If you stay,
you risk being called as a witness.
Seems strangely self-destructive
of Chris, don't you think...
Knowing that a lie would ruin
his chances to walk in four years?
True.
He blows his deal.
But...
You can't use anything
he said against him.
Or against me, for that matter.
Because, unfortunately for Chris,
even if he was telling the truth,
even if I was an accomplice,
in order to have his statement
admitted in court, you'd need some sort
of corroborating evidence linking me
to at least one of these crimes.
And, as you and Mr. Garnett
made abundantly clear earlier today,
you have no such evidence.
So...
If I'm not mistake
we're through here.
We have a witness, Mr. Stroh,
your sixth victim.
Lauren Clark,
she says she can make an I.D.
Right.
I forgot about her.
- You bringing her in?
- Yes, we are.
So is there anyone you'd like to call?
Your lawyer, perhaps?
No. That's very considerate of you.
Thank you.
But...
Since I am a lawyer,
I think i'll be just fine.
And my advice to me would be to...
Wait.
So... I'll wait...
Right here if that's okay.
Miss Clark, I'm deputy chief
Brenda Leigh Johnson.
Thank you so much
for coming down here so late.
No, that's okay.
It's just...
Scary thinking
that I might see him again.
My stomach's in knots.
I understand.
Why don't you have a seat here?
I'm gonna tell you
that none of these men in the lineup
can see or hear you, okay?
You're perfectly safe here.
You just take your time, all right?
Ready to go, chief.
I'm sorry. Wait.
What if I know one of them?
Who?
Him, number 2.
I don't remember his name.
- You know him?
- Yeah, he...
He stopped by my work
a few hours ago. He's...
a lawyer, Phil, I think.
He said I'd probably
be coming down here tonight.
Is that bad?
He can't tamper with a witness
in his own case.
Six hours ago,
it was his client's case.
He'll say he was questioning her, which,
at the time, he had every right to do.
He knew where she worked.
He couldn't have known that...
Without looking at our files.
Remember the part where you insisted
that we show him everything?
You ever make a deal
with the devil, Mr. Garnett?
This is probably what it's like.
Thank you, sergeant.
Chief Johnson.
Did the search warrants served
at my home and office get you anywhere?
No,
but you had plenty of time
to dispose of anything incriminating
while our investigation
was focused on your client.
I'll admit to being mildly interested
in how you managed to ***
seven women without
getting a mark on you.
How about...
I didn't *** seven women?
Oh, I'm sorry. Six.
One you just murdered.
For which your former client
may now be facing life in prison.
Well,
he's obviously a dangerous guy...
Criminally immature.
But his next attorney
will probably throw out
most of what you've done here.
I'm sorry for wasting
so much of your time.
I really should have mentioned
meeting Miss Clark
when I left this afternoon,
but it...
Totally slipped my mind.
She didn't seem terribly bright,
did she?
Pretty, though.
Mr. Stroh...
You think you're walking away
from this a free man, but I assure you,
you are in more trouble
than you could possibly imagine!
I hope that's not a threat.
I would hate to have to bring
a lawsuit against the city
for violating my civil rights.
I know your accomplice.
I know the women you ***
and the woman you murdered.
And with the help
of every law-enforcement agency
in the county of los angeles,
which, as of today, will become
a permanent fixture in your life,
I will hunt relentlessly
to tie you to these crimes
until the day you die.
Really?
What is it you hope to accomplish?
To see you
on trial for ***, Mr. Stroh.
Well, then...
you must feel terribly disappointed
in the way things have turned out here.
Look on the bright side, chief.
At least it's over.
It's not over.
It is.