Motive

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Cross: This guy's gonna lose his Husband of the Year award.

Six domestic disturbance calls

in the last 12 months.

Wow.

Police officers!

Get the hell out of my house!

Angie, we got a kid here!

Hey, hey, Alfonso Dyer, I'm Officer Flynn.

Do you remember me?

Get the hell out of my house!

: Dad, stop!

This is family business.

Flynn: Let's all just take a breath, okay?

Back off!

Or this bitch is gonna get it.

We you know you don't want to hurt anyone, Alfonso, we know.

Please help us.

Julie, no!

Shut up!

Okay, okay, nobody needs to get hurt.

I don't want that.

I know you don't want that, okay?

What do you know about it, huh?

I know times have been tough lately.

And like you said, this is about your family.

About Julie and Maria.

Okay?

I wanna talk to you, but we can't talk like this, man,

you gotta put the gun down.

Please...

I will you shut your face!

Hey, hey, hey! Hey...

You want to take a run at someone,

why don't you take a run at me, huh?

Look at me. There is no way that this ends well for you.

So don't be stupid...

and put the gun down!

Let mom go!

Julie, no!

: Mommy...

Flynn: This is Officer Flynn.

I have two gunshot victims.

We need an ambulance ASAP.

Julie: Mommy, no!

Okay...

I need you to stay back, Julie,

okay, honey?

It's gonna be all right.

She's the same age as Manny.

Now both her parents are dead.

Did we screw up in there?

No. No, listen to me.

You can't start thinking like that.

Okay?

He shot first.

What?

You want me to lie?

Listen, we need to get our stories straight,

and he shot first.

Got it?

Okay.

What's up with her?

First kill.

Oh, man...

I owe you a drink, buddy.

Yeah? What for?

Scraping up another piece of crap off the streets.

Our jobs just got a little easier.

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Cross: That's ancient history.

It has nothing to do with the League Biker trial,

and, honestly, that is all I care about...

putting away 70 dirtbags

for drug and human trafficking.

Exactly what the defense is determined to stop...

by attacking the undercover officer

in charge of the bust.

They'll try to discredit your record.

And the Dyer shooting is part of your record,

as is Angie.

Meaning?

Back in the day, you two had a reputation.

Yeah, for getting results.

For being cowboys.

Our arrest record speaks for itself.

All right,

so you and Officer Flynn

answered a domestic disturbance call...

Yes, at 1201 North Rossmore.

An address we were familiar with

from previous calls.

Mark, focus.

I am.

On the case.

And once you discovered Alfonso Dyer

was holding Maria

and her daughter, Julie, hostage...

My partner and I backed off immediately.

You backed off,

as to not inflame an already dangerous situation.

As to not inflame

an already dangerous situation.

Keep going.

Officer Flynn was about to call for back-up

when Alfonso Dyer shot his wife dead.

The suspect then turned his weapon

on myself and my partner.

Officer Flynn and I fired simultaneously on the suspect,

killing him.

And that's it?

That's it.

And when Angie gets on that stand, she'll support that story?

That is the official record.

Mark, this is your career we're talking about.

The defense has subpoenaed her.

I need to be prepared

for anything that will contradict your story.

You do, too.

I am.

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My God, Samantha.

I just didn't want to believe it.

I know.

Strangulation?

Looks that way.

The trachea appears to be crushed.

All the other bruising is consistent with a struggle.

Sexual assault?

Prelim says no.

Wait...

There's something in her mouth.

A burned match.

Yeah. The League of Nations signature.

The Biker gang?

- So we could be looking at a hit. - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, exactly.

Oh, no, Mark...

You can't come in here.

You gotta leave the room.

Come on. With me, come on. Come on.

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The cleaning lady discovered the body

this morning when she came to work

at 8:00 AM.

Front door was locked.

She used her key.

Okay, did she see anything, or anyone, suspicious?

She said no.

She just went into the bedroom and she found Miss Turner.

Signs of forced entry?

No.

So Samantha opened the door to her killer.

Someone she knew?

Possibly.

It's good to see you in the old joint again.

Yeah, I've just been busy is all,

you know, new gig.

You had me worried there.

I thought the suits were turning you into a tightass.

No, man.

Just got a lot on my mind is all.

What, are you worried about the League of Nations trial?

I hear you're talking to Samantha Turner today.

Yeah, trial prep.

Yeah.

She's going to ask a lot of questions, Slater.

And not just about the league trial.

What do you mean? What else?

Well... me.

Yeah?

All the way back to the Dyer shooting.

You're kidding me, man.

That was what, like, 10 years ago?

- I know. - What's up?

Aw, nothing, nothing,

just, uh, she's gonna ask you a lot of questions.

Hey, whatever happens, I got your back.

I know you do.

We couldn't get together last night.

We both were too busy, but...

we were supposed to have dinner tonight.

Vega: I'm sorry, I hate to do this,

but I have to ask.

Was she seeing anybody else?

No forced entry?

No, sir.

Was she seeing...

No.

Okay.

So things were...

Look, it had been about six months.

Obviously, we couldn't talk about it

at the office, but...

Yeah, things were good.

Sounds like the cops are the ones on trial here.

The league's defense is claiming entrapment.

Right, yeah, we put those girls into the cargo container.