Law & Order (1990) s07e15 Episode Script
D-Girl
In the criminal justice system the people are represented by two separate yet equally important groups, the police who investigate crime and the district attorneys who prosecute the offenders.
These are their stories.
Dumping's illegal, buddy.
Come on, right there.
Hands over your head.
Come on, hands over your head.
On the car, on the car.
Stay there.
Divers pulled the body out.
It's a male.
White.
No ID.
Looks like a gunshot in the belly.
You run the car? Yeah.
Registered to a Ronald Dobell in Whitestone.
That him in the radio car? No, that's Carl Thurston.
Says Dobell is his brother-in-law.
What's the rest of Carl's story? His brother-in-law picked him up this morning, when he got out of prison in Virginia.
On the way up, they get into some kind of beef.
The brother-in-law pulls a gun, Carl tries to grab it, and he accidentally shoots him.
I guess the brother-in-law requested a burial at sea.
Thanks.
Hiya, Carl.
I'm Detective Briscoe and this is Detective Curtis.
What's shaking? They tell you what happened? Well, yeah, but we'd like you to tell us again.
It was an accidental shooting, Officers.
We're detectives.
Yeah, right.
I just want to clear this up.
Well, so do we.
Detectives, there's something you ought to look at.
What? We found another one.
Another what? Body? Actually, another two-thirds.
Female.
No hands, feet or head.
Where was she? About 10 yards downriver from the first one, caught in some underwater pilings.
How many people you kill, Carl? I don't know nothing about that other body.
Cutting some broad's head off, that's psycho.
That's right.
So we check releases from the mental wards, or we find somebody hopped up on crystal meth, like what we found in your car.
It's Ronnie's car.
Hidden in a secret compartment in the floorboards, which tells me we're dealing with a serious user.
Ronnie and my sister are both a couple of meth freaks.
Not me.
So how'd it happen? You and Ronnie come up here, you get a girl, and what, Ronnie freaks out? Thinks there's spiders crawling out of her eyes so he cuts her up? I told you, I never saw the lady.
I don't know who she is.
I mean, I am just trying to walk the straight and narrow now.
You're getting off to a pretty rocky start.
Ronnie, he threatened me, and that is the God's honest truth.
About what? He wanted us to stick up this mini mart.
I told him no way.
I already got two felonies on my jacket.
One more strike, and I go down for the count.
Yeah, yeah.
Now, get to the part where Ronnie winds up dead.
Well, he says I owe him for driving all that way to Virginia.
I said, well, I'll just get out and take the bus the rest of the way.
And that's when he pulled the piece on me.
Mr.
Thurston was released from Big Meadows state prison in Virginia yesterday, 6:00 a.
m.
The divers said the woman's body had been in the water more than 24 hours.
Well, if she's been dead since before yesterday, this guy has a pretty solid alibi.
What's he saying about the other one? Self-defense.
It's a cute story.
Well, Profaci'll take the confession.
The M.
E.
Should have the report on the female.
Perp used a thick cutting tool with a smooth blade, like a machete.
There's very little blood left in the body, meaning the heart was still beating when the guy went to work on her.
She was still alive? Well, at least in a technical sense.
She might have been dying from some other trauma, but without the noggin, I'm at a disadvantage.
What about a time of death? She's completely out of rigor.
I'd put it at two or three days ago.
Which makes Carl the upstanding ex-con he says he is.
Anything else? She went out with a bang.
I found semen in the vaginal canal.
I'm running blood tests on it.
And she has breast implants.
Good ones, too.
Death and gravity-defying.
Any way to trace them? Yeah, I had the same thought.
They come with model numbers.
Look, Detectives, I wish I could help.
But you have to understand, my patients assume their privacy will be respected.
Hey, we're only asking that you contact your patients and verify they're alive.
That wasn't such a hardship for the other doctors.
Well, they don't have my patient list.
Hey, this isn't the Planet of Barbie Dolls, Doc.
Your average citizen knows these ladies have pumped-up ta-tas.
What we have is a decapitated body and a killer walking around.
I'll have my office manager make some calls.
There are three patients with this particular implant that the doctors haven't been able to get a hold of.
Yeah, Carmela Rago, Stacy Rudman and Heidi Ellison.
The ages right? Rago and Rudman are both in their twenties.
Ellison's 32.
Heidi Ellison.
That name sounds familiar.
Yeah, she's the one that Dr.
Levine worked on, so she's probably got some dough.
I heard she was doing Derek Morrow.
Who, the actor? Yeah, she runs the studio that's making his next movie.
What, you hanging out with a new crowd? No, no, no, I saw it in the tabloids.
Okay.
In line, at the market.
Who's closest? Rago.
She's in the East Village.
Let's start with her.
I haven't talked to Carmela in three weeks.
She went to live with her boyfriend, Gino.
She got a job? Go to school? Before she left, she said she got a job as a dancer.
Where's that? I don't know.
Carmela's no dancer.
You know what it is? She's taking off her clothes in front of strangers.
Well, that's the Social Security number we got off her cabaret license.
We just need her last place of employment.
Yeah, I'm calling about the apartment you have listed in the paper.
Yeah, I'll hold on.
Says here it's a one-bedroom.
What? Okay.
Thank you very much.
No, thanks.
I'm looking for a real one-bedroom.
What am I gonna do, Lennie? After I back out what I'm paying Deborah, I can barely afford a studio.
As of two weeks ago, Carmela Rago was dancing at a place called the Rialto on Northern Boulevard.
So the split's a done deal? Who knows? But this twist-in-the-wind routine's getting tired.
I thought if you said enough Hail Marys, all was forgiven.
God forgives you, not your wife.
We're looking for Carmela Rago.
Monique, these guys are looking for Carmela.
They're cops.
I'm Carmela.
What do you want? Call your mother.
Next one on the list is Stacy Rudman.
Stacy Rudman? Yes.
Have a nice day, Stacy.
Well, the only other one left is Heidi Ellison in midtown.
You want to grab a bite first? Yeah, whatever you want.
Cheer up, Rey.
Could be worse.
Yeah, the torso could have had a hip replacement.
I'm Greta Heiss, Ms.
Ellison's assistant.
- Hi.
Hello.
Why don't we go inside? Ms.
Ellison's not available.
Oh? Where is she? Why do you want to see her? Well, someone with the same type of breast implants as your boss was found dead.
Oh, I'm sorry, but I can assure you she's very much alive.
But she's not available? Well, she's out of the country.
Can you call her? If she had a phone.
Who told you she had breast implants? Oh, we're the police.
We know everything.
How about telling us what you know, starting with where she is? Well, she's on a small private island near Bora-Bora, but I can't tell you the exact geographical location.
How long's she been there? About four days.
She left on Tuesday.
When's the last time you spoke to her? The evening she left.
She called me from her gym, around 5:45-ish, before her workout.
About the implants What gym was that? Dynamics, on 57th between First and Second.
Now, that information will be confidential, correct? Because we've had a lot of problems with the tabloids.
The Derek Morrow thing? Exactly.
Which is a complete fabrication.
Well, just so we can cross her off our list, how about contacting whoever's delivering the mai-tai's and verifying that she really is on her private beach? Yes, but it's going to take some time.
We have to go through a ship-to-shore hookup.
Well, maybe if you give us the flight number, we can contact the airline? She has access to a friend's private plane.
Her name's Andrea Brown.
But she's in Europe for the winter.
Do you know where we can find the pilot? Well, I know she keeps the plane at Teterboro Airport.
Bora-Bora? I never went to Bora-Bora.
Ms.
Ellison never showed up.
So what have you been doing the last four days? Waiting for her.
And you never bothered calling her office to find out where she was? Asking questions is not in my job description.
I get paid to be ready to fly, when they want, where they want.
Even when they're four days late? My employer, Ms.
Brown, was gonna go to London once.
She was a week late.
She pulls up, asks what our flying time is gonna be, and goes to sleep.
No explanation whatsoever.
Rey's calling the gym where Ellison worked out to find out if anybody saw her there.
What about the friend? Andrea Brown? She gave Ellison use of her private plane while she's in Gstaad for three months.
Why don't I have friends like that? Who's looking for a head? I didn't put her in there.
I never even met the lady.
I mean I I found her in a garbage can, and then I I flagged down a cop.
I was just looking for recyclables.
I don't think this qualifies.
You ready? Yeah.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
Was she alive when, you know The Medical Examiner said the blow to the head was probably fatal.
Oh, Mr.
Hollings.
Is it Heidi? Yeah.
My God.
Oh, my God.
Heidi was a remarkable woman.
A trailblazer.
Are you a family member? Mmm-mmm.
He's CEO of Mattawin Studios.
Ben Hollings.
What do we know? Do you have any idea who did this? Not really.
She was at her gym, and she disappeared.
She was president of a major motion picture studio.
People like that don't just disappear.
Well, apparently she did.
Look, we have former FBI agents in our Department of Corporate Security.
I want them kept abreast of what you're doing, and I want to establish a reward.
You can call me at this number.
Good.
Ms.
Heiss, we still have a few more questions.
Why don't you have a seat here? Do you know if anybody was upset with Ms.
Ellison? If anybody threatened her lately? Mmm-mmm.
No, nothing like that.
We were really busy.
That's normal.
The studio's in the middle of a sexual harassment suit.
How was she involved? Indirectly, but she still had to attend a ton of meetings, so she was really looking forward to getting away.
What about the Derek Morrow story in the tabloids? We spent a lot of time trying to figure out who planted that.
Was Morrow upset? I don't think so.
I don't think he knew about it.
He was on location in South America, shooting.
What about her actual personal life? Any problem areas there? Well, she was in a transitional phase, you know.
She'd been divorced.
She was married to a director named Eddie Newman.
Were they on good terms? He was civil towards her.
But I think he had to be.
The studio was producing his current picture.
He's shooting in LA now.
Is there anybody at her gym we should talk to? Well, she has a trainer, Evan Grant.
Excuse me, CSU's on their way over to Ellison's apartment.
You two go.
I'll call Ross and have her meet you there.
The doorman said Ellison called down at 7:30.
She told him she'd be gone for a few days and to hold her deliveries.
Did he see her come in or leave? No.
But the elevator goes straight to the garage.
Her car's still there.
Stu Miller.
Handled a couple of calls in the 16 when Ellison was married.
Ex-husband used to slap her around.
Eddie Newman.
Real jerk.
Did you file any charges against him? Both times when we got here, she says they'll work it out.
They never do.
You looking at him for this? Well, he's been in LA directing a movie.
Okay.
Oh, I almost forgot.
Your lieutenant called.
Said there's no prints on the bag with the head in it, but it's from a wine store on 58th and Second.
That's right around the corner from Heidi Ellison's gym.
Who made the bed? Housekeeper said everything was like this when she got in this morning.
The M.
E.
Said she had sex before she was killed.
Maybe she likes to do it on the dining room table.
Yeah, but maybe the killer made the bed.
No, it's clean.
Flip it.
Detectives.
We're ready in here.
We'll get highlights anywhere there's blood residue.
Would you get the lights, Detective? Looks clean.
Bingo.
What time did she leave here? Did she mention if anybody was coming to meet her? No.
What about you? Where were you that night? I drove to New Paltz.
What's in New Paltz? Rock climbing.
I did some rock climbing the next morning.
By yourself? I partnered up with somebody there.
I don't remember the name.
Rock climbing in the wintertime, huh? Yeah, you ought to try it.
Let me ask you something.
You and Heidi socialize outside the gym? We were friends.
Is that a yes? We were friends.
Well, I'm friends with the guy that does my dry cleaning, so are we talking about that kind of friends or another kind? I don't know how close you are with your dry cleaner.
Is he Are you trying to be a wise-ass? No, I'm trying not to get pissed off.
You think I killed her.
It's nice talking to you.
Did you see Ms.
Ellison leave? Yeah.
She left about 6:45.
And what about Evan Grant? What time did he leave? About two minutes later.
Was there anything going on between them? He seemed a little bit touchy about his relationship with her.
Well, I heard that she got him a part in a movie.
He wanted to be an actor.
As far as anything else goes, I don't know.
Evan Grant had an assault conviction eight years ago.
Busted his girlfriend's jaw.
He got probation.
He's been clean since.
Latent found Grant's prints in Ellison's apartment.
Well, maybe he trained her there sometimes.
His prints were on her vibrator.
Uh-huh.
Ask Mr.
Grant if he'll submit to a blood test.
He's not there.
He left about an hour ago.
Left for where? LA.
He say why? Just said he got a job.
Can't we extradite him and make him take the blood test? No, without a court order you can't compel a test and you can't get a court order without reasonable suspicion.
Well, he ran off to LA.
That makes me reasonably suspicious.
If he went to LA for a legitimate purpose, he's not a fugitive.
He lied about having sex with Ellison.
You don't know that.
And, what, he was using that vibrator because she had a sore neck? Believe me, I share your frustration.
I got a call from the office of the CEO of Mattawin Studios.
Tomorrow morning, Mr.
Hollings is announcing a $100,000 reward.
Great.
Send in the kooks.
And every blow-dried anchorman and talk show host on the dial.
I would love to wrap this up before it gets away from us.
Yeah, well, Grant's gonna be in LA for the next 10 weeks.
So what do you want us to do, send him a telegram? Ask him to send some blood by return mail? Maybe you should go there.
Surprise him.
See what he does.
You paying? I'll call your lieutenant.
Don't forget, I gotta leave early.
Olivia's got that play at her school tonight.
Yeah, no sweat.
I'll type up the interviews.
Hey.
LA today, Can't hate that.
Maybe this guy'll fold right away, and I can take you out to Santa Anita.
Or maybe they're running at Hollywood Park, which, by the way, is nowhere near Hollywood.
Okay, pack your bags.
Borough approved.
When? Unbelievable.
Hey, tell 'em it's work.
Olivia'll understand.
What? That ain't gonna do it.
Rey, all I know is you're young, unattached, devilishly handsome, and we're going to LA.
If that isn't destiny, what is? I don't have a Curtis with a "C".
How about NYPD with an N? We're police.
Last week a homeless fellow said he was an FBI agent.
Had a nice-looking badge, too.
I can't let you through without a pass.
Look, a Detective Dunlevy from the Foothill Division said he would call over.
I don't see any Dunlevy on my employee list.
And unless he's an employee, he can't call in a drive-on.
Hey, this is police business.
Will you just open the damn gate? I don't take orders from you.
And you're not making any friends with that salty language.
Now, pull over there.
Detectives Briscoe and Curtis? - Hi.
- Hi.
Sorry I'm late.
I'm Lisa Lundquist, VP of Production.
Ben Hollings wanted me to personally escort you.
Just leave your car there, and we'll take the cart.
I don't think we can all fit, though.
Oh, sure we can.
Come on, get in.
All right.
Mr.
Hollings said you were interested in Evan Grant.
He's working with Shane Perry.
He has a 10-week studio pass.
He's part of her deal.
Shane Perry? Yep.
That's where we're going right now.
To her trailer.
She's shooting A Tale of Two Yogis over on Stage Five.
It's a live action children's feature.
Eddie Newman is directing.
All right.
His wife gets killed, but he goes on with the show, huh? $60 million picture.
We were told that Heidi promised Grant a part in a movie? I heard that.
I don't know what became of it.
Could you find out? I'll try.
I'm telling you, Evan.
I think I have Malibu Fire Syndrome.
My lung capacity is way down.
Oh, come on, Shane, just give me three more.
Okay, three more.
Excuse me.
Miss, do you mind giving us a minute, please? Shane, why don't you go to your trailer? I'll meet you there, okay? Could someone help me up here, please? Oh, sure.
Listen, I just want you to know, I'm a big fan of yours.
Really? That's really nice of you to say.
So you guys flew 3,000 miles just to see me? Well, the thing about working a case like this, Evan, is we try to eliminate all the possibilities.
Now, that means everybody who was with the victim.
I told you, I was in New Paltz.
Yeah, well, then we narrow down the field.
Now, one way to do that is to get you to take a blood test.
We can have a paramedic here, the whole thing'll take two minutes, and then you can be right back to sit-ups of the rich and famous.
I don't think so.
Okay, let's try it another way.
You remember the name of the place you stayed at in New Paltz? Some motel near a throughway.
I don't remember the name.
How'd you pay? Credit card.
I'll need to see that so I can check your account number, all right? What time did you get there? I don't know.
It was just before midnight.
Well, the clerk at your gym said that he saw you leave about 6:50.
What'd you do for the next five hours? I drove to New Paltz, got lost, had some dinner.
Where was that? Some drive-through.
Anybody see you up there? No.
How'd you get that cut? I was climbing.
Can I see it? You know, I gotta level with you, Evan.
There's a couple of things here that are bothering us.
Like what? Well, like your prior for assault.
I was a kid.
I was taking steroids.
And like your fingerprints all over Heidi Ellison's apartment.
I trained her there.
Trained her to use a vibrator? Look, she was just showing it to me as a joke, all right? I guess the idea of a black man with a record and a rich white woman being friends, it just couldn't happen, huh? You know, we can make you take that blood test.
Well, if you could, I'd have a needle in my arm right now.
Jamie, the motel in New Paltz confirms he checked in about 11:45.
Unless he took a detour, he should've been there by 9:00.
I agree, it gives him opportunity.
We still have no motive.
Should I leave? Okay, what about those marks on his neck? They look like nail gouges to me.
Speculation.
Now you sound like a judge.
Look, it's reasonable suspicion.
I know what the standard is.
Give me a few hours.
I'll see what I can do.
If she doesn't get that court order, I'm gonna bust Grant in the nose and let him bleed on my shirt.
Can I ask you a favor? Sure.
Feel free to say no.
We're developing a script about New York City detectives.
If you could just take a look at it and tell me what you think? I'd be happy to.
You know, we should probably talk to Eddie Newman while we're waiting for Ross.
Go ahead.
We can discuss it when you're done.
Hey, why don't you take him to dinner? Go ahead.
Pick his brain all night.
Well, that'd be great.
I don't expect you to do it for free.
We can work out some sort of consulting fee.
Not eating with Lennie is payment enough.
Cut! That was the frustration I was looking for.
Print that, hold takes 18 and 24.
Check the gate.
Move in for Luke's single.
Sorry I couldn't talk before.
This is a juggernaut, and if the head man goes AWOL Not that what you guys do isn't twice as hard.
Did I tell you I did a year of ride-alongs before I shot Crooked Street? Yeah, you mentioned that.
I'm very proud of that film.
Very proud.
Thanks.
Anyway, about your ex-wife What can I say? I was stunned.
Floored.
Did your wife have any enemies that you know of? No one.
You know, it's really amazing.
Here she was, swimming among the sharks, and she's like this little angelfish.
No, no, angelfish is wrong.
Angelfish are unemotional.
What's an emotional sea creature? Dolphin.
Do you know Evan Grant? The schwarze Schwarzenegger.
He was working with one of your actresses.
Oh, really? Well, I never talked to the guy.
I'll tell you a little secret.
The key to being a successful director is communicating with as few people as possible.
You ever hear anything about him in connection with your wife? Ex-wife.
And, yeah, I heard a little something.
Gossip's the official sport of the entertainment business.
We think it's more than gossip.
Me, too.
So what? Sex is the official hobby.
You think he did it.
You want me to have some Teamsters bring him over? No, thanks anyway.
When's the last time you saw Heidi? We had breakfast at the Peninsula about a week ago.
You gonna sic the Teamsters on me? Depends on where you were the night of the murder.
I was out here with my doctor.
You were sick? My therapist Dan Duval.
Best friend.
Your shrink is your best friend? Something, huh? We met when Heidi and I went to him for marriage counseling.
Did Heidi still stay in touch with him? He was her therapist, too.
People dump their spouses easier than they dump their therapists.
Did Heidi mention anything in her sessions that might be relevant to her murder? Guys, isn't there something about the patient-doctor thing that says I'm not supposed to talk about this? Your patient's dead, Doctor.
Now, did she ever mention Evan Grant? I'm a therapist.
I really am.
I can't talk about it.
Dead or alive, that information is privileged.
Well, let's try it this way.
When's the last time you talked to her? The morning before she died.
And what were you doing the night of the murder? Now, what on earth does this have to do with anything? We like to know where everybody was.
We're kind of anal that way.
Well, I took an 8:30 flight from Newark and then later on, I got together with Eddie.
And what time was that? It was late.
I called him in LA, and we must have hooked up about 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning.
Curtis.
Yeah, hi.
It's Ross.
Those the new Cobra titaniums? Oh, yeah.
Sure saved my short game.
You want to try one? Nice balance.
So, what were you doing in New York? I was visiting clients.
Talking to my publisher about a book.
Got the wrong shoes.
Well, you've still got a couple of hours.
You want to play nine? She got the court order.
She's gonna fax it over to the Foothill Division.
Great clubs.
Have to take a rain check on the golf.
I still got the wrong shoes.
Feel like Nixon at San Clemente.
There he is.
Oh, look who's with him.
Cosby used to be his sidekick on that show.
What show? It's before your time.
What now, man? Evan, this is Detective Dunlevy of the LAPD.
We have a court order compelling you to take that test we talked about.
What test? What's this all about? They think I murdered Heidi Ellison.
Well, that's ludicrous.
Officers, I can tell you that Evan Grant has more compassion in one fingernail than all the characters I've ever played put together.
Don't do anything.
I don't intend to.
A lawyer I know lives up on Broad Beach.
I'll take care of it.
This man says he's Mr.
Grant's attorney.
Mitchell Klein.
Evan.
I'll take that.
No, you won't.
This is a temporary restraining order signed 20 minutes ago by the Honorable Omar Marashlian, barring you from conducting any tests on Mr.
Grant until I fly to New York to contest your court order.
Let's go, Evan.
I'll give you a ride.
You must have taken the LAPD crash course on Gestapo tactics.
The TV in my room's not working.
Help yourself.
Ross says they'll be going at it with Grant's lawyer tomorrow morning.
Hi, Deborah.
I'm okay.
You? Listen, can I speak with Olivia, please? No, no, don't wake her up.
I forgot about the time difference.
How did she do with the play? Well, that's good, that's good.
Okay.
Listen, could you just please tell her I was thinking of her, and let the girls know I love 'em? Thanks.
- This just in this breaking news on that horrible East Coast murder Good night.
with a special report, here's Jack Barlow.
Jack.
- It was only a matter of time.
The kid'll be okay.
They're now investigating in California.
Rey! grizzly murder of Mattawin executive Heidi Ellison.
Sources tell KNBC News the investigation has moved to LA, where New York City detectives have questioned unnamed suspects and appear to be close to an arrest.
We are? Oh, good.
Where do they come up with this crap? Beats me.
So what time is Lisa picking you up? Oh, damn, I forgot.
You know what? She doesn't know what room we're staying in.
You want to keep an eye out for her while I get ready? Yeah.
You see what you got me into? Yeah, I got you a date with a good-looking woman.
I'm a real son of a bitch.
Here she is.
Good evening.
Hi, Lennie.
Rey's just powdering his nose.
Well, it ain't the Ritz, but it's home.
Great.
So I talked to Business Affairs about Evan Grant.
Heidi sent down an acting contract for him with a handwritten note telling them to okay it.
Two weeks, 10 grand per.
And then right before she died, she sent a follow-up memo with a note telling them to put his acting job on indefinite hold.
Did the note say why? No.
It was an action picture, not many lines, but a lot of screen time.
Would've been a nice break for him.
That could be our motive.
You know, the studio gets a corporate rate at the Century Plaza.
Maybe even what you're paying here.
Hi.
Hi.
Lisa's got an idea.
I've been looking for you.
I was at an executive committee meeting till 9:30.
What's up? We have a date with Judge Caffey tomorrow morning at 9:00, to argue the merits of the Evan Grant blood test.
Argue with who? Mitchell Klein, Grant's new lawyer.
It doesn't ring a bell.
It would if you'd read this month's Vanity Fair.
He's a lawyer to the stars.
Seven hundred bucks an hour.
I thought Grant was an aerobics instructor.
He's a personal trainer to the stars.
Klein has convinced an LA judge to issue a restraining order on the blood test.
Klein is flying in on the red-eye for the hearing.
We'll have breakfast waiting for him.
Find out what lawyers to the stars eat in the morning.
When I first started, I wanted to make great movies, then it was just good movies, and now I'm happy if any movie gets made.
The truth is, we're in the business of not making movies.
Listen to me.
Aren't the rules of the game I get you to talk about yourself? Here I am, talking about me.
Don't stop on my account.
I think it's interesting.
What's interesting is, you don't act like you need your ego flattered.
No one's tried that on me yet.
It's very attractive.
Well, I'm glad I haven't lost my touch.
No, you haven't, Detective Curtis.
So, I hope Lennie wasn't too offended that we didn't ask him to join us.
Are you kidding? When he found out he had a Jacuzzi in his room, he forgot all about us.
We really appreciate all you've done for us.
It's been a big help.
Believe me, you'll be a bigger help to me if you can save this script from the banal.
police work is banal.
Read it.
If you have ideas, you could come on as technical advisor.
I'd do it for nothing.
That is so refreshing.
Forget it.
More wine? Absolutely.
So if you need anything else, you've got my numbers, right? Yeah.
All seven of 'em.
I know, it's ridiculous.
Okay.
Thanks.
Thanks, again.
I'll just find my valet ticket.
Oh, you have your car.
Yeah, I showed you the way here.
Lisa, I don't think you should drive.
Well, you just have to believe that I didn't plan it this way.
Okay? Okay, wait, wait.
It's because you're married.
I'm sorry.
Actually, I've been separated for three months.
I'm really attracted to you.
No, I understand.
But I'm just trying to sort some things out right now.
I'll get a cab.
Oh, damn.
I have this breakfast meeting at 7:00 a.
m.
Tomorrow on the other side of town, and if I go home I'm going to have to come back here at 5:30 to get my car.
Take this.
It's my room key.
912.
It's all yours.
I'll stay with Lennie.
What? She wanted to shack up, and you turned her down? I told her I was married.
Why? Rey, you should not disappoint this woman.
I mean, she provided valuable information, and she looks great.
Come on, I'm not gonna take advantage of the situation.
She didn't plan on getting drunk.
Oh, no? She's a woman, Rey, and she's a Hollywood player.
She started strategizing the minute she saw you.
Besides, if we get that court order, we're back on the plane to New York, and that's it.
Good night, Lennie.
It doesn't matter how "reasonable" they think their suspicion is.
I mean, this is an outrageous intrusion by the state into my client's body.
What intrusion? We're talking about a needle prick, which can dispose of our suspicions concerning Mr.
Grant.
It can? So if the blood isn't a match with the semen, is Mr.
McCoy saying that he won't pursue a case against my client? That's not the point.
In In Re the Death of Abe A, the court stated all that's necessary is the likelihood of obtaining relevant, admissible evidence.
He's being disingenuous, Your Honor.
Unlike my client, the suspect in Abe A had a very rare blood type and he was seen with the victim moments before the victim disappeared, and he had access to the crime scene.
Now, that blood test would have been conclusive.
In Mr.
Grant's case the test would at best determine he might be the perpetrator.
Mr.
Grant admitted being with the victim shortly before she was murdered.
At his gym, in front of dozens of people.
She was murdered in her apartment.
If the People's case is so strong, why the ex parte court order? What was your rush, Mr.
McCoy? The suspect was in California.
How were we supposed to notify him of our application? You found him when you had to.
Your Honor, this man obviously has no regard for the constitutional rights of my client.
I have regard for a victim who was dismembered by his client.
Okay, I've heard enough.
I'm quashing your court order, Mr.
McCoy.
If you want Mr.
Grant's blood, you'll have to say please.
Hello.
Yeah, what'd he say? Okay.
Yeah, thanks, Jamie.
So, the judge quashed the court order.
Borough's gonna love paying for this trip.
Hey, it's not so bad.
What about those bandages Grant was wearing? You know, we can get the blood off of those.
What, you want to go picking through people's garbage? What about Grant's "expectation of privacy"? The garbage is in a public area.
As long as the studio gives the okay, I think we're good on this.
Boy, I don't know what it is but you guys get a better class of garbage out here.
"For Your Consideration.
" Oh, that's to vote for the Oscars.
The studios give 'em away to members of the Motion Picture Academy.
Wow, this movie just came out in the theaters last week.
Can I hang onto these? Knock yourself out.
I think I got it.
That's quite a boat.
Whose is it? Mine.
It's a Catalina 42.
How far out can you go on it? On this boat? Yeah.
You can go around the world.
If you had more time, I'd take you out for a sail.
Lundquist.
Yeah, he's here.
Lennie.
Hold on.
Thanks.
Yeah? Thanks.
We'll wait here.
Grant's prints are on the bandage.
His blood's a match for the semen.
Whoa, whoa, ease off, fellows.
Mr.
Grant's no hothead.
Isn't that right, Evan? What's going on? Evan Grant, you're under arrest for the murder of Heidi Ellison.
I want a lawyer.
That's fine with us.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law.
This is the bandage, the lab results, copies of the arrest report, the extradition papers and Grant's waiver.
That better be it.
I'm running out of room.
I was wrong.
The orange juice was only $6.
25.
The bagel was $12.
Listen, I should go call Lisa to thank her.
You got about 45 minutes till your flight.
You never know this time of day, with the freeway.
Rey, why don't you call her from New York? Well, take a good look around, Evan.
You won't be seeing any palm trees for a while.
" Docket number 026797, People against Evan Grant.
"The charge is Murder in the First Degree.
" How do you plead, Mr.
Grant? Not guilty.
The People request remand, Your Honor.
Mr.
Grant viciously murdered the victim and mutilated her body to conceal his crime.
He lied to the police about his whereabouts, and fled to California.
Mr.
Grant's a personal trainer with clients in Los Angeles.
The trip was prearranged.
Those wealthy clients may provide him the money to flee jurisdiction.
Given his criminal record An assault conviction eight years ago, at which time my client made every court appearance and received probation.
Yes, and now his semen's been found in a torso floating in the East River.
Give me a break, Mr.
Klein.
Your client's remanded.
Next case.
Grant's lawyer wants to meet as soon as possible.
He might be looking for a plea.
Oh, that's too bad.
I was hoping this time Grant might escape to the Bahamas.
Jamie.
Hello, Neal.
Detective Lennie Briscoe.
Neal Gorton, Esquire.
A pleasure.
You don't mind if I borrow my ex-wife for a moment, do you? No, go right ahead.
We're all done.
See you later, Jamie.
See you.
I didn't know you liked older men.
What are you doing here? You have a case? I don't know.
You tell me.
Tell you what? What about this Ellison homicide? I hear the police questioned Eddie Newman.
Is he a suspect, too? Are you representing him? Not specifically.
Mattawin Studios asked me to look out after their interests.
They get a little nervous when the director of their next big kids' movie is involved in a murder investigation.
Your clients can stop worrying.
We have only one suspect.
Thanks.
Nice coat.
Thanks.
You paid for it.
If Evan's guilty of anything, it's bad judgment.
Because he killed somebody? That's the understatement of the year.
I didn't kill her.
Evan wasn't completely forthcoming in earlier discussions.
He wants to clear the air.
Funny how he didn't want to before he was indicted.
I was with Heidi the night of the murder.
After I trained her, I went back to her place and had sex.
We already know that.
The point is he left before anything happened.
He said he drove to New Paltz.
You don't own a car, do you, Mr.
Grant? I borrowed Heidi's car.
I left about 7:30.
Did anyone see you leave? I don't think so.
I know you're new at this, but if you're going to come up with a story, you want to be able to offer some corroboration.
He has corroboration.
I got a toll receipt when I got off the throughway.
I think I might've left it in Heidi's car.
Why didn't you say this before? I didn't think you'd believe me.
I mean, I'd just had sex with her, I'm driving her car She'd just canceled your acting contract.
There was a reason for that.
I wasn't available for those weeks, and If you look in the car, you'll find the toll receipt with the time stamped on it.
He was getting off the throughway while the real killer was hacking up Ms.
Ellison's body.
Nothing? Are you sure you have the right car? I mean, that's a 500 SL also.
Oh, that's Mr.
Newman's.
He's got an apartment two blocks from here, but he didn't want to lose his stall after the divorce.
We've got a three-year waiting list.
He ever use it? It looks brand new.
Tony detailed it last week.
Mr.
Newman wanted it done right away.
Newman was here? No, he called from LA the morning after Ms.
Ellison was killed.
He told me he was coming into town, and he wanted the car spotless.
Said he wanted it done right away inside and out.
You got Newman's toll calls? LAPD faxed 'em.
They confirm Newman's call to the garage from LA.
What about the call from the shrink on the night of the murder? Yeah, we checked the shrink's air phone bill.
Confirms the call to Newman in LA.
Only thing is, it was call-forwarded from Newman's house to Newman's cell phone, which was who-knows-where.
Ask the LAPD to pull his cell phone records.
Hey, Rey, a Lisa Lundquist called earlier.
She says she's at the Royalton and that you can call her any time, day or night.
Thanks for the message.
Don't mention it.
Mommy! Hi, sweetie! Hey, what a nice surprise.
I took Katie to the zoo.
We had a good time, didn't we, angel? Yes, we did, Daddy.
By the way, I heard some very disturbing news about you checking Eddie Newman's phone records.
Our investigation isn't over.
You told me he was not a suspect.
Can we talk about this later? We'll talk about it now.
I asked you a straightforward question, I deserve an honest answer.
Don't imagine for a second I'm gonna take any crap from you.
Back off, Neal.
I'm putting you on notice, and you, too, Mr.
McCoy.
Either of you screws with me, I'll come after you like a pack of dogs.
These are their stories.
Dumping's illegal, buddy.
Come on, right there.
Hands over your head.
Come on, hands over your head.
On the car, on the car.
Stay there.
Divers pulled the body out.
It's a male.
White.
No ID.
Looks like a gunshot in the belly.
You run the car? Yeah.
Registered to a Ronald Dobell in Whitestone.
That him in the radio car? No, that's Carl Thurston.
Says Dobell is his brother-in-law.
What's the rest of Carl's story? His brother-in-law picked him up this morning, when he got out of prison in Virginia.
On the way up, they get into some kind of beef.
The brother-in-law pulls a gun, Carl tries to grab it, and he accidentally shoots him.
I guess the brother-in-law requested a burial at sea.
Thanks.
Hiya, Carl.
I'm Detective Briscoe and this is Detective Curtis.
What's shaking? They tell you what happened? Well, yeah, but we'd like you to tell us again.
It was an accidental shooting, Officers.
We're detectives.
Yeah, right.
I just want to clear this up.
Well, so do we.
Detectives, there's something you ought to look at.
What? We found another one.
Another what? Body? Actually, another two-thirds.
Female.
No hands, feet or head.
Where was she? About 10 yards downriver from the first one, caught in some underwater pilings.
How many people you kill, Carl? I don't know nothing about that other body.
Cutting some broad's head off, that's psycho.
That's right.
So we check releases from the mental wards, or we find somebody hopped up on crystal meth, like what we found in your car.
It's Ronnie's car.
Hidden in a secret compartment in the floorboards, which tells me we're dealing with a serious user.
Ronnie and my sister are both a couple of meth freaks.
Not me.
So how'd it happen? You and Ronnie come up here, you get a girl, and what, Ronnie freaks out? Thinks there's spiders crawling out of her eyes so he cuts her up? I told you, I never saw the lady.
I don't know who she is.
I mean, I am just trying to walk the straight and narrow now.
You're getting off to a pretty rocky start.
Ronnie, he threatened me, and that is the God's honest truth.
About what? He wanted us to stick up this mini mart.
I told him no way.
I already got two felonies on my jacket.
One more strike, and I go down for the count.
Yeah, yeah.
Now, get to the part where Ronnie winds up dead.
Well, he says I owe him for driving all that way to Virginia.
I said, well, I'll just get out and take the bus the rest of the way.
And that's when he pulled the piece on me.
Mr.
Thurston was released from Big Meadows state prison in Virginia yesterday, 6:00 a.
m.
The divers said the woman's body had been in the water more than 24 hours.
Well, if she's been dead since before yesterday, this guy has a pretty solid alibi.
What's he saying about the other one? Self-defense.
It's a cute story.
Well, Profaci'll take the confession.
The M.
E.
Should have the report on the female.
Perp used a thick cutting tool with a smooth blade, like a machete.
There's very little blood left in the body, meaning the heart was still beating when the guy went to work on her.
She was still alive? Well, at least in a technical sense.
She might have been dying from some other trauma, but without the noggin, I'm at a disadvantage.
What about a time of death? She's completely out of rigor.
I'd put it at two or three days ago.
Which makes Carl the upstanding ex-con he says he is.
Anything else? She went out with a bang.
I found semen in the vaginal canal.
I'm running blood tests on it.
And she has breast implants.
Good ones, too.
Death and gravity-defying.
Any way to trace them? Yeah, I had the same thought.
They come with model numbers.
Look, Detectives, I wish I could help.
But you have to understand, my patients assume their privacy will be respected.
Hey, we're only asking that you contact your patients and verify they're alive.
That wasn't such a hardship for the other doctors.
Well, they don't have my patient list.
Hey, this isn't the Planet of Barbie Dolls, Doc.
Your average citizen knows these ladies have pumped-up ta-tas.
What we have is a decapitated body and a killer walking around.
I'll have my office manager make some calls.
There are three patients with this particular implant that the doctors haven't been able to get a hold of.
Yeah, Carmela Rago, Stacy Rudman and Heidi Ellison.
The ages right? Rago and Rudman are both in their twenties.
Ellison's 32.
Heidi Ellison.
That name sounds familiar.
Yeah, she's the one that Dr.
Levine worked on, so she's probably got some dough.
I heard she was doing Derek Morrow.
Who, the actor? Yeah, she runs the studio that's making his next movie.
What, you hanging out with a new crowd? No, no, no, I saw it in the tabloids.
Okay.
In line, at the market.
Who's closest? Rago.
She's in the East Village.
Let's start with her.
I haven't talked to Carmela in three weeks.
She went to live with her boyfriend, Gino.
She got a job? Go to school? Before she left, she said she got a job as a dancer.
Where's that? I don't know.
Carmela's no dancer.
You know what it is? She's taking off her clothes in front of strangers.
Well, that's the Social Security number we got off her cabaret license.
We just need her last place of employment.
Yeah, I'm calling about the apartment you have listed in the paper.
Yeah, I'll hold on.
Says here it's a one-bedroom.
What? Okay.
Thank you very much.
No, thanks.
I'm looking for a real one-bedroom.
What am I gonna do, Lennie? After I back out what I'm paying Deborah, I can barely afford a studio.
As of two weeks ago, Carmela Rago was dancing at a place called the Rialto on Northern Boulevard.
So the split's a done deal? Who knows? But this twist-in-the-wind routine's getting tired.
I thought if you said enough Hail Marys, all was forgiven.
God forgives you, not your wife.
We're looking for Carmela Rago.
Monique, these guys are looking for Carmela.
They're cops.
I'm Carmela.
What do you want? Call your mother.
Next one on the list is Stacy Rudman.
Stacy Rudman? Yes.
Have a nice day, Stacy.
Well, the only other one left is Heidi Ellison in midtown.
You want to grab a bite first? Yeah, whatever you want.
Cheer up, Rey.
Could be worse.
Yeah, the torso could have had a hip replacement.
I'm Greta Heiss, Ms.
Ellison's assistant.
- Hi.
Hello.
Why don't we go inside? Ms.
Ellison's not available.
Oh? Where is she? Why do you want to see her? Well, someone with the same type of breast implants as your boss was found dead.
Oh, I'm sorry, but I can assure you she's very much alive.
But she's not available? Well, she's out of the country.
Can you call her? If she had a phone.
Who told you she had breast implants? Oh, we're the police.
We know everything.
How about telling us what you know, starting with where she is? Well, she's on a small private island near Bora-Bora, but I can't tell you the exact geographical location.
How long's she been there? About four days.
She left on Tuesday.
When's the last time you spoke to her? The evening she left.
She called me from her gym, around 5:45-ish, before her workout.
About the implants What gym was that? Dynamics, on 57th between First and Second.
Now, that information will be confidential, correct? Because we've had a lot of problems with the tabloids.
The Derek Morrow thing? Exactly.
Which is a complete fabrication.
Well, just so we can cross her off our list, how about contacting whoever's delivering the mai-tai's and verifying that she really is on her private beach? Yes, but it's going to take some time.
We have to go through a ship-to-shore hookup.
Well, maybe if you give us the flight number, we can contact the airline? She has access to a friend's private plane.
Her name's Andrea Brown.
But she's in Europe for the winter.
Do you know where we can find the pilot? Well, I know she keeps the plane at Teterboro Airport.
Bora-Bora? I never went to Bora-Bora.
Ms.
Ellison never showed up.
So what have you been doing the last four days? Waiting for her.
And you never bothered calling her office to find out where she was? Asking questions is not in my job description.
I get paid to be ready to fly, when they want, where they want.
Even when they're four days late? My employer, Ms.
Brown, was gonna go to London once.
She was a week late.
She pulls up, asks what our flying time is gonna be, and goes to sleep.
No explanation whatsoever.
Rey's calling the gym where Ellison worked out to find out if anybody saw her there.
What about the friend? Andrea Brown? She gave Ellison use of her private plane while she's in Gstaad for three months.
Why don't I have friends like that? Who's looking for a head? I didn't put her in there.
I never even met the lady.
I mean I I found her in a garbage can, and then I I flagged down a cop.
I was just looking for recyclables.
I don't think this qualifies.
You ready? Yeah.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
Was she alive when, you know The Medical Examiner said the blow to the head was probably fatal.
Oh, Mr.
Hollings.
Is it Heidi? Yeah.
My God.
Oh, my God.
Heidi was a remarkable woman.
A trailblazer.
Are you a family member? Mmm-mmm.
He's CEO of Mattawin Studios.
Ben Hollings.
What do we know? Do you have any idea who did this? Not really.
She was at her gym, and she disappeared.
She was president of a major motion picture studio.
People like that don't just disappear.
Well, apparently she did.
Look, we have former FBI agents in our Department of Corporate Security.
I want them kept abreast of what you're doing, and I want to establish a reward.
You can call me at this number.
Good.
Ms.
Heiss, we still have a few more questions.
Why don't you have a seat here? Do you know if anybody was upset with Ms.
Ellison? If anybody threatened her lately? Mmm-mmm.
No, nothing like that.
We were really busy.
That's normal.
The studio's in the middle of a sexual harassment suit.
How was she involved? Indirectly, but she still had to attend a ton of meetings, so she was really looking forward to getting away.
What about the Derek Morrow story in the tabloids? We spent a lot of time trying to figure out who planted that.
Was Morrow upset? I don't think so.
I don't think he knew about it.
He was on location in South America, shooting.
What about her actual personal life? Any problem areas there? Well, she was in a transitional phase, you know.
She'd been divorced.
She was married to a director named Eddie Newman.
Were they on good terms? He was civil towards her.
But I think he had to be.
The studio was producing his current picture.
He's shooting in LA now.
Is there anybody at her gym we should talk to? Well, she has a trainer, Evan Grant.
Excuse me, CSU's on their way over to Ellison's apartment.
You two go.
I'll call Ross and have her meet you there.
The doorman said Ellison called down at 7:30.
She told him she'd be gone for a few days and to hold her deliveries.
Did he see her come in or leave? No.
But the elevator goes straight to the garage.
Her car's still there.
Stu Miller.
Handled a couple of calls in the 16 when Ellison was married.
Ex-husband used to slap her around.
Eddie Newman.
Real jerk.
Did you file any charges against him? Both times when we got here, she says they'll work it out.
They never do.
You looking at him for this? Well, he's been in LA directing a movie.
Okay.
Oh, I almost forgot.
Your lieutenant called.
Said there's no prints on the bag with the head in it, but it's from a wine store on 58th and Second.
That's right around the corner from Heidi Ellison's gym.
Who made the bed? Housekeeper said everything was like this when she got in this morning.
The M.
E.
Said she had sex before she was killed.
Maybe she likes to do it on the dining room table.
Yeah, but maybe the killer made the bed.
No, it's clean.
Flip it.
Detectives.
We're ready in here.
We'll get highlights anywhere there's blood residue.
Would you get the lights, Detective? Looks clean.
Bingo.
What time did she leave here? Did she mention if anybody was coming to meet her? No.
What about you? Where were you that night? I drove to New Paltz.
What's in New Paltz? Rock climbing.
I did some rock climbing the next morning.
By yourself? I partnered up with somebody there.
I don't remember the name.
Rock climbing in the wintertime, huh? Yeah, you ought to try it.
Let me ask you something.
You and Heidi socialize outside the gym? We were friends.
Is that a yes? We were friends.
Well, I'm friends with the guy that does my dry cleaning, so are we talking about that kind of friends or another kind? I don't know how close you are with your dry cleaner.
Is he Are you trying to be a wise-ass? No, I'm trying not to get pissed off.
You think I killed her.
It's nice talking to you.
Did you see Ms.
Ellison leave? Yeah.
She left about 6:45.
And what about Evan Grant? What time did he leave? About two minutes later.
Was there anything going on between them? He seemed a little bit touchy about his relationship with her.
Well, I heard that she got him a part in a movie.
He wanted to be an actor.
As far as anything else goes, I don't know.
Evan Grant had an assault conviction eight years ago.
Busted his girlfriend's jaw.
He got probation.
He's been clean since.
Latent found Grant's prints in Ellison's apartment.
Well, maybe he trained her there sometimes.
His prints were on her vibrator.
Uh-huh.
Ask Mr.
Grant if he'll submit to a blood test.
He's not there.
He left about an hour ago.
Left for where? LA.
He say why? Just said he got a job.
Can't we extradite him and make him take the blood test? No, without a court order you can't compel a test and you can't get a court order without reasonable suspicion.
Well, he ran off to LA.
That makes me reasonably suspicious.
If he went to LA for a legitimate purpose, he's not a fugitive.
He lied about having sex with Ellison.
You don't know that.
And, what, he was using that vibrator because she had a sore neck? Believe me, I share your frustration.
I got a call from the office of the CEO of Mattawin Studios.
Tomorrow morning, Mr.
Hollings is announcing a $100,000 reward.
Great.
Send in the kooks.
And every blow-dried anchorman and talk show host on the dial.
I would love to wrap this up before it gets away from us.
Yeah, well, Grant's gonna be in LA for the next 10 weeks.
So what do you want us to do, send him a telegram? Ask him to send some blood by return mail? Maybe you should go there.
Surprise him.
See what he does.
You paying? I'll call your lieutenant.
Don't forget, I gotta leave early.
Olivia's got that play at her school tonight.
Yeah, no sweat.
I'll type up the interviews.
Hey.
LA today, Can't hate that.
Maybe this guy'll fold right away, and I can take you out to Santa Anita.
Or maybe they're running at Hollywood Park, which, by the way, is nowhere near Hollywood.
Okay, pack your bags.
Borough approved.
When? Unbelievable.
Hey, tell 'em it's work.
Olivia'll understand.
What? That ain't gonna do it.
Rey, all I know is you're young, unattached, devilishly handsome, and we're going to LA.
If that isn't destiny, what is? I don't have a Curtis with a "C".
How about NYPD with an N? We're police.
Last week a homeless fellow said he was an FBI agent.
Had a nice-looking badge, too.
I can't let you through without a pass.
Look, a Detective Dunlevy from the Foothill Division said he would call over.
I don't see any Dunlevy on my employee list.
And unless he's an employee, he can't call in a drive-on.
Hey, this is police business.
Will you just open the damn gate? I don't take orders from you.
And you're not making any friends with that salty language.
Now, pull over there.
Detectives Briscoe and Curtis? - Hi.
- Hi.
Sorry I'm late.
I'm Lisa Lundquist, VP of Production.
Ben Hollings wanted me to personally escort you.
Just leave your car there, and we'll take the cart.
I don't think we can all fit, though.
Oh, sure we can.
Come on, get in.
All right.
Mr.
Hollings said you were interested in Evan Grant.
He's working with Shane Perry.
He has a 10-week studio pass.
He's part of her deal.
Shane Perry? Yep.
That's where we're going right now.
To her trailer.
She's shooting A Tale of Two Yogis over on Stage Five.
It's a live action children's feature.
Eddie Newman is directing.
All right.
His wife gets killed, but he goes on with the show, huh? $60 million picture.
We were told that Heidi promised Grant a part in a movie? I heard that.
I don't know what became of it.
Could you find out? I'll try.
I'm telling you, Evan.
I think I have Malibu Fire Syndrome.
My lung capacity is way down.
Oh, come on, Shane, just give me three more.
Okay, three more.
Excuse me.
Miss, do you mind giving us a minute, please? Shane, why don't you go to your trailer? I'll meet you there, okay? Could someone help me up here, please? Oh, sure.
Listen, I just want you to know, I'm a big fan of yours.
Really? That's really nice of you to say.
So you guys flew 3,000 miles just to see me? Well, the thing about working a case like this, Evan, is we try to eliminate all the possibilities.
Now, that means everybody who was with the victim.
I told you, I was in New Paltz.
Yeah, well, then we narrow down the field.
Now, one way to do that is to get you to take a blood test.
We can have a paramedic here, the whole thing'll take two minutes, and then you can be right back to sit-ups of the rich and famous.
I don't think so.
Okay, let's try it another way.
You remember the name of the place you stayed at in New Paltz? Some motel near a throughway.
I don't remember the name.
How'd you pay? Credit card.
I'll need to see that so I can check your account number, all right? What time did you get there? I don't know.
It was just before midnight.
Well, the clerk at your gym said that he saw you leave about 6:50.
What'd you do for the next five hours? I drove to New Paltz, got lost, had some dinner.
Where was that? Some drive-through.
Anybody see you up there? No.
How'd you get that cut? I was climbing.
Can I see it? You know, I gotta level with you, Evan.
There's a couple of things here that are bothering us.
Like what? Well, like your prior for assault.
I was a kid.
I was taking steroids.
And like your fingerprints all over Heidi Ellison's apartment.
I trained her there.
Trained her to use a vibrator? Look, she was just showing it to me as a joke, all right? I guess the idea of a black man with a record and a rich white woman being friends, it just couldn't happen, huh? You know, we can make you take that blood test.
Well, if you could, I'd have a needle in my arm right now.
Jamie, the motel in New Paltz confirms he checked in about 11:45.
Unless he took a detour, he should've been there by 9:00.
I agree, it gives him opportunity.
We still have no motive.
Should I leave? Okay, what about those marks on his neck? They look like nail gouges to me.
Speculation.
Now you sound like a judge.
Look, it's reasonable suspicion.
I know what the standard is.
Give me a few hours.
I'll see what I can do.
If she doesn't get that court order, I'm gonna bust Grant in the nose and let him bleed on my shirt.
Can I ask you a favor? Sure.
Feel free to say no.
We're developing a script about New York City detectives.
If you could just take a look at it and tell me what you think? I'd be happy to.
You know, we should probably talk to Eddie Newman while we're waiting for Ross.
Go ahead.
We can discuss it when you're done.
Hey, why don't you take him to dinner? Go ahead.
Pick his brain all night.
Well, that'd be great.
I don't expect you to do it for free.
We can work out some sort of consulting fee.
Not eating with Lennie is payment enough.
Cut! That was the frustration I was looking for.
Print that, hold takes 18 and 24.
Check the gate.
Move in for Luke's single.
Sorry I couldn't talk before.
This is a juggernaut, and if the head man goes AWOL Not that what you guys do isn't twice as hard.
Did I tell you I did a year of ride-alongs before I shot Crooked Street? Yeah, you mentioned that.
I'm very proud of that film.
Very proud.
Thanks.
Anyway, about your ex-wife What can I say? I was stunned.
Floored.
Did your wife have any enemies that you know of? No one.
You know, it's really amazing.
Here she was, swimming among the sharks, and she's like this little angelfish.
No, no, angelfish is wrong.
Angelfish are unemotional.
What's an emotional sea creature? Dolphin.
Do you know Evan Grant? The schwarze Schwarzenegger.
He was working with one of your actresses.
Oh, really? Well, I never talked to the guy.
I'll tell you a little secret.
The key to being a successful director is communicating with as few people as possible.
You ever hear anything about him in connection with your wife? Ex-wife.
And, yeah, I heard a little something.
Gossip's the official sport of the entertainment business.
We think it's more than gossip.
Me, too.
So what? Sex is the official hobby.
You think he did it.
You want me to have some Teamsters bring him over? No, thanks anyway.
When's the last time you saw Heidi? We had breakfast at the Peninsula about a week ago.
You gonna sic the Teamsters on me? Depends on where you were the night of the murder.
I was out here with my doctor.
You were sick? My therapist Dan Duval.
Best friend.
Your shrink is your best friend? Something, huh? We met when Heidi and I went to him for marriage counseling.
Did Heidi still stay in touch with him? He was her therapist, too.
People dump their spouses easier than they dump their therapists.
Did Heidi mention anything in her sessions that might be relevant to her murder? Guys, isn't there something about the patient-doctor thing that says I'm not supposed to talk about this? Your patient's dead, Doctor.
Now, did she ever mention Evan Grant? I'm a therapist.
I really am.
I can't talk about it.
Dead or alive, that information is privileged.
Well, let's try it this way.
When's the last time you talked to her? The morning before she died.
And what were you doing the night of the murder? Now, what on earth does this have to do with anything? We like to know where everybody was.
We're kind of anal that way.
Well, I took an 8:30 flight from Newark and then later on, I got together with Eddie.
And what time was that? It was late.
I called him in LA, and we must have hooked up about 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning.
Curtis.
Yeah, hi.
It's Ross.
Those the new Cobra titaniums? Oh, yeah.
Sure saved my short game.
You want to try one? Nice balance.
So, what were you doing in New York? I was visiting clients.
Talking to my publisher about a book.
Got the wrong shoes.
Well, you've still got a couple of hours.
You want to play nine? She got the court order.
She's gonna fax it over to the Foothill Division.
Great clubs.
Have to take a rain check on the golf.
I still got the wrong shoes.
Feel like Nixon at San Clemente.
There he is.
Oh, look who's with him.
Cosby used to be his sidekick on that show.
What show? It's before your time.
What now, man? Evan, this is Detective Dunlevy of the LAPD.
We have a court order compelling you to take that test we talked about.
What test? What's this all about? They think I murdered Heidi Ellison.
Well, that's ludicrous.
Officers, I can tell you that Evan Grant has more compassion in one fingernail than all the characters I've ever played put together.
Don't do anything.
I don't intend to.
A lawyer I know lives up on Broad Beach.
I'll take care of it.
This man says he's Mr.
Grant's attorney.
Mitchell Klein.
Evan.
I'll take that.
No, you won't.
This is a temporary restraining order signed 20 minutes ago by the Honorable Omar Marashlian, barring you from conducting any tests on Mr.
Grant until I fly to New York to contest your court order.
Let's go, Evan.
I'll give you a ride.
You must have taken the LAPD crash course on Gestapo tactics.
The TV in my room's not working.
Help yourself.
Ross says they'll be going at it with Grant's lawyer tomorrow morning.
Hi, Deborah.
I'm okay.
You? Listen, can I speak with Olivia, please? No, no, don't wake her up.
I forgot about the time difference.
How did she do with the play? Well, that's good, that's good.
Okay.
Listen, could you just please tell her I was thinking of her, and let the girls know I love 'em? Thanks.
- This just in this breaking news on that horrible East Coast murder Good night.
with a special report, here's Jack Barlow.
Jack.
- It was only a matter of time.
The kid'll be okay.
They're now investigating in California.
Rey! grizzly murder of Mattawin executive Heidi Ellison.
Sources tell KNBC News the investigation has moved to LA, where New York City detectives have questioned unnamed suspects and appear to be close to an arrest.
We are? Oh, good.
Where do they come up with this crap? Beats me.
So what time is Lisa picking you up? Oh, damn, I forgot.
You know what? She doesn't know what room we're staying in.
You want to keep an eye out for her while I get ready? Yeah.
You see what you got me into? Yeah, I got you a date with a good-looking woman.
I'm a real son of a bitch.
Here she is.
Good evening.
Hi, Lennie.
Rey's just powdering his nose.
Well, it ain't the Ritz, but it's home.
Great.
So I talked to Business Affairs about Evan Grant.
Heidi sent down an acting contract for him with a handwritten note telling them to okay it.
Two weeks, 10 grand per.
And then right before she died, she sent a follow-up memo with a note telling them to put his acting job on indefinite hold.
Did the note say why? No.
It was an action picture, not many lines, but a lot of screen time.
Would've been a nice break for him.
That could be our motive.
You know, the studio gets a corporate rate at the Century Plaza.
Maybe even what you're paying here.
Hi.
Hi.
Lisa's got an idea.
I've been looking for you.
I was at an executive committee meeting till 9:30.
What's up? We have a date with Judge Caffey tomorrow morning at 9:00, to argue the merits of the Evan Grant blood test.
Argue with who? Mitchell Klein, Grant's new lawyer.
It doesn't ring a bell.
It would if you'd read this month's Vanity Fair.
He's a lawyer to the stars.
Seven hundred bucks an hour.
I thought Grant was an aerobics instructor.
He's a personal trainer to the stars.
Klein has convinced an LA judge to issue a restraining order on the blood test.
Klein is flying in on the red-eye for the hearing.
We'll have breakfast waiting for him.
Find out what lawyers to the stars eat in the morning.
When I first started, I wanted to make great movies, then it was just good movies, and now I'm happy if any movie gets made.
The truth is, we're in the business of not making movies.
Listen to me.
Aren't the rules of the game I get you to talk about yourself? Here I am, talking about me.
Don't stop on my account.
I think it's interesting.
What's interesting is, you don't act like you need your ego flattered.
No one's tried that on me yet.
It's very attractive.
Well, I'm glad I haven't lost my touch.
No, you haven't, Detective Curtis.
So, I hope Lennie wasn't too offended that we didn't ask him to join us.
Are you kidding? When he found out he had a Jacuzzi in his room, he forgot all about us.
We really appreciate all you've done for us.
It's been a big help.
Believe me, you'll be a bigger help to me if you can save this script from the banal.
police work is banal.
Read it.
If you have ideas, you could come on as technical advisor.
I'd do it for nothing.
That is so refreshing.
Forget it.
More wine? Absolutely.
So if you need anything else, you've got my numbers, right? Yeah.
All seven of 'em.
I know, it's ridiculous.
Okay.
Thanks.
Thanks, again.
I'll just find my valet ticket.
Oh, you have your car.
Yeah, I showed you the way here.
Lisa, I don't think you should drive.
Well, you just have to believe that I didn't plan it this way.
Okay? Okay, wait, wait.
It's because you're married.
I'm sorry.
Actually, I've been separated for three months.
I'm really attracted to you.
No, I understand.
But I'm just trying to sort some things out right now.
I'll get a cab.
Oh, damn.
I have this breakfast meeting at 7:00 a.
m.
Tomorrow on the other side of town, and if I go home I'm going to have to come back here at 5:30 to get my car.
Take this.
It's my room key.
912.
It's all yours.
I'll stay with Lennie.
What? She wanted to shack up, and you turned her down? I told her I was married.
Why? Rey, you should not disappoint this woman.
I mean, she provided valuable information, and she looks great.
Come on, I'm not gonna take advantage of the situation.
She didn't plan on getting drunk.
Oh, no? She's a woman, Rey, and she's a Hollywood player.
She started strategizing the minute she saw you.
Besides, if we get that court order, we're back on the plane to New York, and that's it.
Good night, Lennie.
It doesn't matter how "reasonable" they think their suspicion is.
I mean, this is an outrageous intrusion by the state into my client's body.
What intrusion? We're talking about a needle prick, which can dispose of our suspicions concerning Mr.
Grant.
It can? So if the blood isn't a match with the semen, is Mr.
McCoy saying that he won't pursue a case against my client? That's not the point.
In In Re the Death of Abe A, the court stated all that's necessary is the likelihood of obtaining relevant, admissible evidence.
He's being disingenuous, Your Honor.
Unlike my client, the suspect in Abe A had a very rare blood type and he was seen with the victim moments before the victim disappeared, and he had access to the crime scene.
Now, that blood test would have been conclusive.
In Mr.
Grant's case the test would at best determine he might be the perpetrator.
Mr.
Grant admitted being with the victim shortly before she was murdered.
At his gym, in front of dozens of people.
She was murdered in her apartment.
If the People's case is so strong, why the ex parte court order? What was your rush, Mr.
McCoy? The suspect was in California.
How were we supposed to notify him of our application? You found him when you had to.
Your Honor, this man obviously has no regard for the constitutional rights of my client.
I have regard for a victim who was dismembered by his client.
Okay, I've heard enough.
I'm quashing your court order, Mr.
McCoy.
If you want Mr.
Grant's blood, you'll have to say please.
Hello.
Yeah, what'd he say? Okay.
Yeah, thanks, Jamie.
So, the judge quashed the court order.
Borough's gonna love paying for this trip.
Hey, it's not so bad.
What about those bandages Grant was wearing? You know, we can get the blood off of those.
What, you want to go picking through people's garbage? What about Grant's "expectation of privacy"? The garbage is in a public area.
As long as the studio gives the okay, I think we're good on this.
Boy, I don't know what it is but you guys get a better class of garbage out here.
"For Your Consideration.
" Oh, that's to vote for the Oscars.
The studios give 'em away to members of the Motion Picture Academy.
Wow, this movie just came out in the theaters last week.
Can I hang onto these? Knock yourself out.
I think I got it.
That's quite a boat.
Whose is it? Mine.
It's a Catalina 42.
How far out can you go on it? On this boat? Yeah.
You can go around the world.
If you had more time, I'd take you out for a sail.
Lundquist.
Yeah, he's here.
Lennie.
Hold on.
Thanks.
Yeah? Thanks.
We'll wait here.
Grant's prints are on the bandage.
His blood's a match for the semen.
Whoa, whoa, ease off, fellows.
Mr.
Grant's no hothead.
Isn't that right, Evan? What's going on? Evan Grant, you're under arrest for the murder of Heidi Ellison.
I want a lawyer.
That's fine with us.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law.
This is the bandage, the lab results, copies of the arrest report, the extradition papers and Grant's waiver.
That better be it.
I'm running out of room.
I was wrong.
The orange juice was only $6.
25.
The bagel was $12.
Listen, I should go call Lisa to thank her.
You got about 45 minutes till your flight.
You never know this time of day, with the freeway.
Rey, why don't you call her from New York? Well, take a good look around, Evan.
You won't be seeing any palm trees for a while.
" Docket number 026797, People against Evan Grant.
"The charge is Murder in the First Degree.
" How do you plead, Mr.
Grant? Not guilty.
The People request remand, Your Honor.
Mr.
Grant viciously murdered the victim and mutilated her body to conceal his crime.
He lied to the police about his whereabouts, and fled to California.
Mr.
Grant's a personal trainer with clients in Los Angeles.
The trip was prearranged.
Those wealthy clients may provide him the money to flee jurisdiction.
Given his criminal record An assault conviction eight years ago, at which time my client made every court appearance and received probation.
Yes, and now his semen's been found in a torso floating in the East River.
Give me a break, Mr.
Klein.
Your client's remanded.
Next case.
Grant's lawyer wants to meet as soon as possible.
He might be looking for a plea.
Oh, that's too bad.
I was hoping this time Grant might escape to the Bahamas.
Jamie.
Hello, Neal.
Detective Lennie Briscoe.
Neal Gorton, Esquire.
A pleasure.
You don't mind if I borrow my ex-wife for a moment, do you? No, go right ahead.
We're all done.
See you later, Jamie.
See you.
I didn't know you liked older men.
What are you doing here? You have a case? I don't know.
You tell me.
Tell you what? What about this Ellison homicide? I hear the police questioned Eddie Newman.
Is he a suspect, too? Are you representing him? Not specifically.
Mattawin Studios asked me to look out after their interests.
They get a little nervous when the director of their next big kids' movie is involved in a murder investigation.
Your clients can stop worrying.
We have only one suspect.
Thanks.
Nice coat.
Thanks.
You paid for it.
If Evan's guilty of anything, it's bad judgment.
Because he killed somebody? That's the understatement of the year.
I didn't kill her.
Evan wasn't completely forthcoming in earlier discussions.
He wants to clear the air.
Funny how he didn't want to before he was indicted.
I was with Heidi the night of the murder.
After I trained her, I went back to her place and had sex.
We already know that.
The point is he left before anything happened.
He said he drove to New Paltz.
You don't own a car, do you, Mr.
Grant? I borrowed Heidi's car.
I left about 7:30.
Did anyone see you leave? I don't think so.
I know you're new at this, but if you're going to come up with a story, you want to be able to offer some corroboration.
He has corroboration.
I got a toll receipt when I got off the throughway.
I think I might've left it in Heidi's car.
Why didn't you say this before? I didn't think you'd believe me.
I mean, I'd just had sex with her, I'm driving her car She'd just canceled your acting contract.
There was a reason for that.
I wasn't available for those weeks, and If you look in the car, you'll find the toll receipt with the time stamped on it.
He was getting off the throughway while the real killer was hacking up Ms.
Ellison's body.
Nothing? Are you sure you have the right car? I mean, that's a 500 SL also.
Oh, that's Mr.
Newman's.
He's got an apartment two blocks from here, but he didn't want to lose his stall after the divorce.
We've got a three-year waiting list.
He ever use it? It looks brand new.
Tony detailed it last week.
Mr.
Newman wanted it done right away.
Newman was here? No, he called from LA the morning after Ms.
Ellison was killed.
He told me he was coming into town, and he wanted the car spotless.
Said he wanted it done right away inside and out.
You got Newman's toll calls? LAPD faxed 'em.
They confirm Newman's call to the garage from LA.
What about the call from the shrink on the night of the murder? Yeah, we checked the shrink's air phone bill.
Confirms the call to Newman in LA.
Only thing is, it was call-forwarded from Newman's house to Newman's cell phone, which was who-knows-where.
Ask the LAPD to pull his cell phone records.
Hey, Rey, a Lisa Lundquist called earlier.
She says she's at the Royalton and that you can call her any time, day or night.
Thanks for the message.
Don't mention it.
Mommy! Hi, sweetie! Hey, what a nice surprise.
I took Katie to the zoo.
We had a good time, didn't we, angel? Yes, we did, Daddy.
By the way, I heard some very disturbing news about you checking Eddie Newman's phone records.
Our investigation isn't over.
You told me he was not a suspect.
Can we talk about this later? We'll talk about it now.
I asked you a straightforward question, I deserve an honest answer.
Don't imagine for a second I'm gonna take any crap from you.
Back off, Neal.
I'm putting you on notice, and you, too, Mr.
McCoy.
Either of you screws with me, I'll come after you like a pack of dogs.