Major Crimes

This part seems like the usual exchange in these situations.

Guy tries to pay to get his car out of impound,

the attendant type-type-types into her computer.

She walks back to the counter and hands the guy a form.

What form?

Sorry, but the tag on your vehicle has expired.

You need to fill this out and take it to the DMV

- before reclaiming your car. - The DMV?

- Mm-hmm. - Okay, look.

For now, I just need to get something

out of the back of the car, that's it.

I'm sorry, sir. I can't let you onto the yard after hours.

It would take all of a minute.

I don't care if it only takes two seconds.

You parked in a residential area without a permit.

And with an expired sticker, our company policy is that...

Okay, get ready.

Thank you for explaining your policy

so thoroughly to me, ma'am.

Turns out I have a policy of my own.

Allow me to introduce it to you.

Aah! Aah!

Hey, no. No, no! No! Oh!

Aah!

So, all the victims' driver's licenses match up

with their name tags, and they all had

car keys in their pockets. Dead less than an hour.

- I'll be right back. - You heading out?

- Yeah. - I'll go with you.

So, where is our killer off to?

Uh, I think out to his car.

The lot doesn't have any cameras,

but our shooter wasn't gone very long.

And look what he comes back with.

What the hell?

How many guys does he have in there?

Ye gods.

Well, in addition to the Uzi and the sawed-off shotgun,

I noticed the barrel of an AR-15 assault rifle, sir.

There's no telling how many other weapons are in that bag.

Or what he plans to do with them,

which is the bigger question.

I mean, is there any sign that he robbed this place

- after he shot up the cameras? - Uh, no, sir.

It looks like our nutjob just wanted what was in his car.

Okay. After he unpacked his vehicle,

did he just leave it behind?

And if so, how did he get out of here?

- The Uber? - Okay, we just checked.

All the victims' rides are still here.

No cameras in the front of the building, either.

And it's kind of an isolated street.

I'm checking with cab companies and car services.

Well, what vehicle did the shooter come here to claim?

- Do we know? - Uh, the computer requires

a log-in before we can search it for that, but the attendant gave

our killer a HOLD slip for the DMV,

so whatever car he came back for has an expired registration.

They don't tow your car for that.

But it's a good reason to not drive it around

with a bag load of guns.

So maybe that's why he left it.

Sir. I'll look through the lot

for all the vehicles with expired tags.

Okay. We're gonna need a warrant to get these computers downtown.

And, Flynn, have the owner of this place

meet us at the office.

He may recognize the shooter.

We have our fair share of angry customers,

but I never expected anything like this.

Can you help us with the DMV slip?

Uh, right.

These are all the cars with expired tags.

- 37 in all. - That's what I counted, yeah.

Yeah, but none of the DMV photos of their registered owners

match up with the face of our shooter.

Well, our killer could have been driving

a stolen vehicle or even a borrowed one.

Mr. Thompson, were any of these cars towed in late last night?

Uh, two.

A red Tahoe registered to Kenneth Osburn,

and a white Camry under the name Karen Chase.

Listen, when can I get back to the yard?

I need to check out the damage, and there's gonna be

a line of people wanting their cars back.

Mr. Thompson, until our

Scientific Investigation Division finishes

with the crime scene, your business will remain closed.

In the meantime, patrol has notified

your employees' families about their deaths.

So maybe you'd like to make a call

and offer them all some words of comfort.

- What do you think? - Okay. Sure.

Do you have their phone numbers?

Now there goes the boss of the year.

Karen Chase, white Camry.

No criminal record, but divorced four years ago

from Elliot Chase.

- That's him. - Checking for his address.

Amy, send patrol to find him

and bring in Karen Chase immediately.

Yeah, if she's still alive.

Uh, Chief, do you have any objection

to Julio distributing this picture to patrol?

No, no. In fact, I'm putting the entire L.A.P.D. on alert.

We need to arrest this maniac before he starts shooting again.

This white Camry our killer wanted into...

Where was it towed from, Mike?

4300 block of Eagle Rock Boulevard.

Elliot Chase only has a PO Box listed,

and his secondary address is his ex-wife's house in Mid-City.

Hold up. Captain. Do you think the photo

of the suspect should go out to the media?

No. If Mr. Chase has a plan, I don't want him

to accelerate it due to a press report.

First, we need to know why he has his ex-wife's car.

Could we please hurry this up?

I just got off a 12-hour shift at the hospital.

- I haven't eaten since midnight. - Very sorry, Ms. Chase.

We'll get you some breakfast as soon as we can, but first,

can you tell us where your ex-husband is right now?

I have no idea. You... You're looking for Elliot? Why?

- Does he have a cellphone? - Uh, not anymore.

When was the last time you saw him?

Uh, about a week ago.

He had to borrow my old car.

What's this about? W-What's going on?

Is Elliot okay? Did he do something?

What do you mean, do something? Like what?

I...

I hate to ask this, but did he kill himself?

Why would think he'd commit suicide?

He's had a rough run lately.

Did he say why he needed your old car?

His old car was being repo'ed.

He couldn't make the payments after he lost his job.

- Was he let go? - Fired. About two weeks ago.

From, um, Rippletts Water Bottling.

He did bookkeeping at their warehouse.

He'd only been there a year or so.

- It was a waste of his abilities. - How so?

Elliot is a talented engineer.

He used to design surgical tools

for, um, Breen Medical Instruments in Hawthorne.

They made a fortune off Elliot's work.

But Breen got bought out by a pharmaceutical company in '08.

Elliot was laid off with no place to go,

and, uh, the economy collapsed all around us.

- Heard this story before. - He couldn't find work.

- We'll likely hear it again. - We ran through our savings.

And the bank went after our home.

We paid a real estate lawyer to fight it,

but we lost the house, so...

Then... the marriage fell apart.

And Elliot was just, uh, so depressed, and I...

I had to move on.

Had to.

Did you ex-husband say

why he was fired from his job two weeks ago?

No. But I-I wasn't surprised.

I mean, he hated it there.

He said that his, uh, supervisor, Marco...

- I think that's his name. - Marco Guerra.

That he was skimming money from the company,

that he was taking home bags of cash.

Marco Guerra, manager at Rippletts Water.

Lives on Avenue 43 in Eagle Rock.

That's down the street from where the car was towed.

Leo, why don't you call and see

if Marco made it into work today.

- Buzz. - I mean, I know he was really mad.

Captain,

the Camry was towed from near the house of Mr. Chase's boss.

Um, so, did he ever suggest that he had enemies at work?

Well, sure.

And, uh, he resented the hell out of his old company, too.

The doctor who botched his knee surgery and refused to fix it.

Oh, and he hated our lawyer, the bank that foreclosed

on our house, the people who bought it

for half what we paid for it.

Our mortgage broker. All mortgage brokers, really.

Our neighbors.

Me. I mean, I could go on and on.

- Would you like a list? - Actually, I would.

And if you could be very thorough, please.

Thank you.

Seriously? Wh-What...

What is this all about, anyway?

I mean, why... why do you care

who Elliot likes or doesn't like?

Ma'am, your ex-husband shot and killed three people

at a tow yard this morning

and removed a bag filled with weapons

from the trunk of your car.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

All right. All right.

I need to shut down and evacuate both those companies.

Sir, Marco's been home sick with a cold.

Let's make a house call and see.

...your ex-husband's current address,