Murder in the First

Chow at 01800.

Make yourself at home, son.

Voilà.

Not exactly the breakfast of champions.

You used to love those things.

When I was a kid. I'm almost a teenager, Mom.

Um, you're 11.

I'm thinking about going vegan.

Oh, yeah? Well, we'll see.

Oh, my God.

Ew, you're right. They are gross.

Can I sleep over at Maya's later this week?

It's Mackenna's birthday, and she's having a slumber party.

Is Maya the one with the brothers?

No. You know how I feel about her.

You don't even know her.

Don't do this to me.

Louise, what's going on with you?

Nothing.

Goodbye.

- -

Breaking news.

We go live now to our affiliate in San Francisco

as Police Chief Thomas Hernandez

makes his first public statement.

In light of the school-bus massacre

and shooting rampage perpetrated against this city

by two very sick but very...

- You're late. - Yeah. No shit.

All good?

Oh, adolescence... it's a bitch.

...how these suspects organized and executed this crime.

This... can never happen again.

Terry.

Questions?

Listen, how long do we have to hold on to the truth here?

That commission ain't giving out commendations.

If the Chief finds out he went on the record

with the wrong story, he'll claim we withheld

information about a cop-on-cop crime

and throw our asses under the bus...

the school bus.

I don't get it. Why don't we just tell Koto

that Kaleb killed Walt and nip it in the bud?

It's a partial explanation for the suicide, right?

And he's asking about it.

I'm gonna tell Koto. All right?

I'm gonna speak with Kaleb's mother tomorrow,

see what she thinks about his suicide

before she finds out her son killed his own partner,

all right?

Then we'll tell the Lieutenant.

- Yes. - All right?

Hey, Terry, we, uh... we got to go.

We're gonna be late for that thing.

- Later. - Yep.

...extremely trying time.

The families of Walt Martin and the victims of...

I had to get us out of there.

Oh, okay.

First night.

Did you get any sleep?

No.

I was freezing all night.

There were all these sounds, too...

footsteps, doors... I mean, you can hear everything.

- Mm. - You can't see any of it, though.

Um, you can't... can't see anything.

You should have blankets. I'll make sure you get some.

Dustin, do you mind if I ask you about your childhood?

I don't care.

Do you remember getting hurt when you were young?

I, um...

I, uh, broke my arm when I was 6.

I saw that in your medical records.

It looks like it was pretty bad.

Yeah, it was just, um...

an accident at my uncle's machine shop.

What happened, exactly?

I don't, um... I don't remember.

At all?

At all. Um...

I mean, I don't... I don't remember

the accident or going to the hospital...

or any of it.

Hmm.

Can we not do this?

I don't feel like answering questions.

- You want to ask some? - Yeah.

Are they going for the death penalty?

It's possible, yes.

All right, well, I want to plead guilty.

Wait a minute. That's... not how it works.

The state attaches special circumstances.

You don't just plead guilty.

Why not?

The court's not inclined

to let you make that kind of emotional decision

without first examining the facts of the case.

A trial helps everybody understand

what happened and why.

I wouldn't be doing my job if we simply pled guilty.

I-I didn't ask you to save my life.

But your life is worth saving, Dustin.

Bullshit!

Hey!

Okay, it's...

I mean, look, best-case scenario, I'm...

staring at walls for the next 50 years.

How's that worth anything?

Because every human being's life is worth something.

I haven't gotten to know you yet,

but I know that you're much more than what you did on that bus.

What I did on that bus...

...was just about the only thing I got right in my life.

Your life has just begun, young man.

I was supposed to die on Green Street.

It was supposed to be over.

But it's not over.

And it's not gonna be over anytime soon.

Even if we lose a trial and you're sentenced to death,

you're gonna spend the next 20 years

waiting out appeals on death row.

Like it or not,

you have to consider the fact that you do have a future.

You don't have to spend your time staring at walls.

You can continue your education.

I don't want to continue my education.

The only way you're gonna survive your incarceration

is by putting your mind to good use.

I want to get out of my mind.

I want to get out of this world.

Why can't you just end this?

I don't want a trial.

A secret on a secret.

I used to love this stuff when I was a kid.

Now it just eats at me.

I know, right?

All right, we got to get our heads

on this second secret... who killed Kaleb?

Do you think there's any chance,

any possibility, that it wasn't a cop?

No forced entry, no sign of a struggle.

Could've been family, right?

A family member? A friend?

What type of a cat uses a blowtorch

on a bullet wound to fake a suicide?

That's some real forensic-type shit.

It's got to be a cop.

You think Kaleb's murder was linked to Walt's?

I mean, two partners...

killed, you know, within a matter of days of each other.

I'd say, yeah, hell of a coincidence if it wasn't.

We don't even know if Walt was murdered, right?

I mean, it could've just as easily been friendly fire,

and he lied about it because of the guilt.

Or maybe he didn't even realize

that the bullet came from his gun.

No, he was pretty... he was pretty close.

Could've been a perfect diversion.

You know?

You saw how it was in those tunnels.

Well, if it was connected,

do you think it was some kind of cop-on-cop conspiracy?

Ugh.

All right, let's say

someone on the force bribes Kaleb to kill Walt.

Kaleb finds the opportunity, he does the deed,

and then when he reports back, instead of the money,

he gets a bullet.

Oh.

Kaleb used his own gun to kill Walt,

so not much of a plan.

- You don't think so? - No.

Look, nobody saw Kaleb pull the trigger,

so it could be friendly, it could be deliberate.

And all those cops that were down there...

no one brought up his name.

No one brought up Kaleb's name in any of those interviews.

So if he wanted to get away with killing Walt, he could've.

If Walt wasn't already dead.

All right.

We'll clear everybody in our room,

and then we'll move up from there.

You trust me?

You trust me?

Yeah, I trust you.

It's so beautiful.

Sometimes I forget I actually live here.

Home.

It's hard to walk in this room and not see Walt and Kaleb.

Uh, we, uh... we lost two brothers.

Let's do the right thing and check up on their families,

make sure they're holding up, all right?

Uh, hey, where's, uh... where's Navarro?

Uh...

Bixby's Dance Studio.

H-He's, uh...

he's got a morning waltz class, sir.

His... his daughter's quinceañera is this Sunday.