CSI: Vegas (2021) s01e08 Episode Script

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Previously on CSI: Vegas
I know who killed Kline
and framed Hodges all of it.
He represented everyone
associated with the attack
on Jim Brass. He was
calling all the shots.
Anson Wix is the attorney
for the class action
against the state.
We ID'd the thread in that grenade.
Belonged to an Anna Wix.
Anson's sister.
Look at the world.
The best story wins.
It's David Hodges
who's easiest to picture
faking evidence.
We can't have even the appearance
- of a cover-up.
-
The judge set a trial date
for David Hodges.
Fast-track.
You contacted the head
of the Washoe Crime Lab.
Effective immediately,
you're no longer head of Criminalistics.
My dude said he installed it
over the credenza.
What the hell is a credenza?
This guy's got some crazy stuff.
There. Hey, yo, I'm-a get started.
See what he has in the bedroom.
Ugh.
911. What's your emergency?
426 Spring Drive in Summerlin.
Hurry. You gotta hurry.
What's the problem, sir?
It's in the bathroom.
It's-it's horrible.
You gotta believe me.
I didn't do it.
Didn't do what?
Undersheriff.
Sir, I wrapped the Anido case.
She confessed.
Yeah.
Are you redecorating?
Yeah, I got tired of looking
at Max Roby's family.
Woman's the reason I haven't
seen mine in three weeks.
But you won't have to
pull double duty down here
for much longer though, right?
I mean, she was suspended, not
She was suspended "indefinitely".
In my experience
Well, we'll see.
The only reason she called
the lab in Washoe was to
make sure they were processing
the evidence correctly.
It's Rajan, right?
Yes.
Anson Wix says
the calls that she made are
proof that David Hodges' friends
at CSI were covering for him.
Which explanation do you
think plays better?
And I wouldn't raise my voice too loudly
in Maxine Roby's defense.
Probably not a big future in it.
Janice Woo. You ever hear that name?
Wix's new expert witness.
Wonder if she knows that he blew up
his last expert with a grenade.
"Mr. Wix pledges to keep fighting.
Ms. Woo, a forensic artist, will help
expose the rot in
the Criminalistics division".
The trial starts Monday.
We'd better hope
something turns up in Wix's trash.
Not again. My ring is loose.
It keeps coming off
when I take off my gloves.
You ever hear of a sandwich?
You know, a hunger strike's
not gonna help David Hodges.
The stress is getting to you,
too, you know.
Yeah. Well
It's his sister, this Anna Wix.
She's a part of this thing, Sara.
Don't take it.
I have to keep him happy
so he gives us our space.
Undersheriff. How can we help?
They couldn't get into it,
but apparently the safe
is all the thieves wanted.
Dreadful lack of imagination.
I'd have taken all this stuff.
I like the T. rex myself.
But, uh, yeah. They swear they'd
only been here ten minutes
before they called the cops.
- They turned themselves in?
- They were terrified
we'd find them and think
that they were responsible
for what's upstairs.
What's upstairs?
Never seen anything quite like it.
It's like the guy just melted.
Newton's law of cooling is a good alibi
for the burglars. This brew started
hours before they got there.
Homeowner's an Erik Shaw.
Runs a convention center off the Strip.
Not much left of Erik.
If that's who lost the fight here.
Was hoping that'd be full
of his DNA, but
Not if the killer used sulfuric acid
and hydrogen peroxide
to dispose of the body.
Piranha solution.
Rips organic matter down
to base elements in minutes.
Nobody ever solved a murder
with a big, nasty vat
full of water and carbon.
I'm afraid all our hopes have
gone down the drain.
Seems like Erik Shaw put up a fight.
Doesn't look like we
got anything to show for it.
You find any evidence the killer
was nicked, bled,
- even lost a hair off his head?
- No.
It's a pretty good bet
this guy was a lot bigger
than his victim, though.
I think somebody's
skull smashed into that wall
about six and a half feet
off the ground.
Uh I was always taught
you preserve the crime scene.
Fear not. This is a precision operation.
Huh.
The undersheriff said
it was all hands on deck.
Vic was melted in acid
and poured down the drain?
Yeah, if we jet the system with water,
what's left will be lost
or jumbled, so we have to
extract him pipe by pipe,
before he, uh, oozes
- into the sewer main.
- Mm.
Who was the victim?
The World's Most Interesting Man?
Erik Shaw managed a convention
center. Apparently,
weird memorabilia comes with the job.
Mm-hmm. Uh, detective out front
said they're tracking down his ex.
Apparently they're in the
middle of a rough divorce.
Mm. Do you two want to go talk to her
and see if she was exposed
to these chemicals?
Gil and I can finish up here.
We'll get the safe and, uh, his goo.
Mm. Messy tub, messy
divorce. Tough call.
You haven't seen the tub.
I'm just gonna say "thank you".
- Nice!
- Cash! There it is, baby.
Hey, who got next?
Miguel? Diego?
What about you, mama?
No. I'm good.
You sure?
Yeah.
Hey, let's run it back.
Let's run it back.
Ah, you can't hold it,
man. Take the shot.
The top is calling me
I know it
Honey. Get your chin up.
I'm sorry, Ms. Shaw.
I know this can't be easy.
Erik's gone?
It looks that way, ma'am.
This watch is all
we've been able to recover so far.
- Do you want to go someplace quiet?
- Mm.
Me and Erik separated last year. We
we always said, you know,
maybe there's a chance,
but I guess
How am I going to tell my girls?
Ms. Shaw, we have to ask.
Do you still have access
to your husband's home?
Of course.
But you can't think
He gave me my babies. I would never.
There's a way to verify that.
I'd need a hair sample
and certain chemicals
- would be present if
- Whatever you need.
Tammy, please. Could y'all?
Chartrina's about to do
her tumbling and
What's happened? Are you okay?
Erik's dead. Someone killed him.
My God. Was it random or
his business?
I'm sorry. How do you know Mr. Shaw?
I'm Chase Starr.
I own and manage all this.
Little Beauties Child Pageants
and Scholarship Program.
We used to rent a space
at Erik's convention center.
Didn't go great.
Erik did his business in cash.
He got in trouble for tax evasion once.
There were always shady people.
And good people.
When his girls started competing,
we tried to throw some business his way.
The folks he kept company with
You got a job ahead of you.
May he rest in peace.
So I I can't see him?
How's your appetite now?
Gil
My ring.
When'd you have it last?
Um
Okay, look. Hugo has got to go through
all this anyway. He'll find it.
Mm-hmm.
- Hey, buddy.
- Hey.
- Right on time.
- Ooh.
Frosted maple pecan.
Geez, Ma. Is this all you did today?
Yep.
I'm worried about you.
I'm going to be fine.
Not if you don't kick it into gear.
You didn't do anything wrong.
Why aren't you fighting back?
Because it's political.
But you know what?
My union rep says
that if I just sit tight
- What is that?
- What?
- This.
- No!
Nora Cross?
Isn't this the same lady who ?
You're working on something.
You could just let me know
what you're really cooking.
For now, just cookies.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
You need an accessory,
you know where I live.
Mm-hmm.
You still got it.
Three weeks collecting Wix's trash
and all I've learned is he's careful.
Seems that he was protecting
against identity theft,
not covering up his crimes.
So if there's nothing in this garbage,
maybe we can get back
to our day job, huh?
Allie said that she would
cover for us if I thought
we were getting close.
I didn't have the heart to tell her.
That the Wixes like
microwavable tamales?
Hodges' trial is two days away.
I just wish there was something
else that we could be doing
besides going through Wix's trash.
We could expand our search.
Not all of his accomplices
were as careful
as his twisted sister.
True. But they are all in jail or dead.
Yeah. What about his new expert witness?
This "forensic artist". Janice Woo.
You think she's in on it?
Somebody had to forge
Hodges' fingerprints.
Woo is better qualified at that
than all his other pets were.
Could be more than
just an expert witness.
So, now we dive into her dumpster.
Maybe, uh, we can do better
than looking through her trash.
Maybe we can hire her.
I appreciate you coming down
on such short notice, Mrs. Woo.
I admit I was surprised
by the invitation.
Oh, we actually use outside consultants
- pretty routinely.
- I have no doubt.
But how often are they scheduled
to testify against your friends?
- Surely you're aware.
- I am.
It's why I thought of you. I am
not a "former forensic artist".
That's how you were
described in the paper.
That's accurate.
Right. So, I have a case
that has nothing to do
with David Hodges.
Uh, we just need help
getting a safe open. It
belonged to a murder victim.
And it's biometric?
Yes. And I sent you his ten card
from a prior arrest.
Well, easy enough
to duplicate fingerprints.
Does that come up often in your work?
I charge by the hour.
I'm sure you'd like me to get started.
Yeah. Uh, if you don't mind,
um, I'd like to watch.
Maybe I'll learn something.
Hmm.
And we finish
with a spritz of triglycerides.
Would you like the honor?
Yes.
Just like the real thing.
You are a wizard.
Sara said Woo's just ice-cold.
You know, since all this started,
half of her competition's
either dead or on trial.
She might be in on it.
Definitely warrants
further consideration.
Who warrants further consideration?
Um, a development on Shaw.
Our victim was cooking the books
at the convention center he ran.
Might be why he ended up down the drain.
Hmm.
I heard the burglars
who called 911 weren't
able to open this up.
If they had, they would've
been disappointed.
Mm. Just, uh, Shaw's ledgers
and a couple of lawsuits.
He was at war with a couple companies
who had their conventions
canceled by the pandemic.
He declined to refund
their "advanced deposits".
- Mm.
- Bribes.
Booking event space in Vegas pre-COVID
was a cutthroat business.
- People would kill for less.
- One of the plaintiffs
is Chase Starr. He owns
Little Beauties Child Pageants.
He was glued to the
victim's ex-wife, Tammy.
Shaw kept a little file on them.
Doesn't exactly look
like the corpse-melting type.
Who else was suing him?
The Prepper People.
A doomsday preparedness company.
Owner's a guy named Herman Maddock.
He once stood trial
for attempted murder. He walked.
I know who I'd put my money on.
We'll see. Looks like
a clash of the titans to me.
Whether it's pageant people or preppers,
someone knows their chemistry.
Barely any bones left,
much less evidence.
No kidding. Bucket number three is down.
No remnants that could confirm identity
or tell us cause of death.
Still no ring?
- Mm-mm.
- Huh.
- You're not superstitious, are you?
- Uh, not usually.
When I was with my first wife,
I lost mine on a waterslide
in Peru. We got divorced
three months later.
Huh.
I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to suggest
- that
- It's fine. Yeah. Uh,
- it'll turn up, right?
- Uh, y
I found a glass button
and a few jean rivets over here.
There any, um
marrow in these bone fragments?
Completely dissolved.
I did find a toenail
stuck to some cartilage, though.
The meniscus, I think.
Weird, right?
Must have got jumbled in the pipes.
Huh.
- What?
- These bones that were left in the tub?
I got two femurs here.
Erik did have two legs.
They're not the same length.
You guys pulled more than
one victim out of those pipes.
So, every hair in the bed
appears to be from Shaw.
All his meals were eaten
solo. Only one toothbrush.
He was separated from his wife.
Just doesn't give us any more
idea who the second person was
who went down that drain.
Doesn't appear Shaw had many friends.
Maybe they weren't a friend.
Maybe they were a foe.
You think Shaw was facing two attackers?
One who donated a femur
to the stew there.
And the second tall
enough to bump his head
here.
I thought we were done
pulling this place apart.
This isn't ours.
I don't know that it's Shaw's, either.
The killer's?
If they dismembered Shaw first,
it might explain
why the remains were
out of order in the pipes.
Might explain more than that.
The Prepper People.
Where did you find this?
In his toolbox.
The only new tool in there.
Those nuts are suing him.
Why leave branded evidence behind?
They're preparing for
the zombie apocalypse.
Let's not try and follow
all their logic.
That's not bone.
That's linoleum.
Hmm.
Hugo found one of these in the pipes.
Towel they used to clean up
was pretty small.
Couldn't have been that much blood.
Looks like they gave up after one limb.
Probably realized
how hard hacking up a body is,
decide to melt him instead.
If Shaw didn't die
in that fight in the bathroom,
- this was either a pit stop, or it was
- Where it happened.
They did a great job
getting rid of the body,
but
They didn't get rid of everything.
The bullet that killed
Erik Shaw was jacketed.
- It must've hit bone and
- Shed its skin.
There's no grooves
on the core we recovered.
If we're ever gonna match it to a gun,
the jacket we need probably broke off
in the body.
Must be in there somewhere.
With Sara's wedding ring.
I was going to surprise her
with this.
We can make use of it now.
A metal detector. That's a good idea.
Don't sound so surprised.
Oh.
First time's the charm.
Ought to take you to Vegas.
I don't see anything.
Stop.
The salt in the remains.
Right. And the iron content
and Of course.
Guess there's no shortcut
through all that sludge,
but at least you'll have help.
I'm gonna need a minute.
Mm-hmm.
Ooh.
Ah. I wish I could stick around
and help, but
What, have you got a date?
Sort of.
I'm late.
Um, well, h-have fun.
Yeah, well, I stopped going to work,
but I didn't stop working.
These files are gonna help.
Thank you, Marcus.
I'd like that.
Okay. Bye.
Did you tell anyone
where you were going?
Come on.
Try being flattered.
I trust you the most.
Boss, what are we doing?
I'm gonna show you something
that'll make your hair stand up.
Are you really not gonna tell
me who you went out with?
Mm.
I bet it was that pageant mom
with the turquoise cowboy hat.
Excuse me, sir?
You got a minute?
This is private property.
Mr. Maddock, uh, I'm Allie Rajan
from the Las Vegas Crime Lab.
- This is Josh Folsom.
- We're investigating
a homicide. A man you were suing.
Erik Shaw.
Oh, right.
Yeah, I heard about that.
Guess I can drop the case, huh?
You're fishing in the wrong pond.
This saw
was used to carve up Shaw's body.
We have your fingerprints on
file from your last arrest
and also here.
On the butt of the handle.
We don't have to do this here.
I'm not leaving this property
unless you drag me off it.
I gave that saw to Shaw.
Because you were such good buddies?
Because I was trying
to do business with the man.
That's the way it worked.
You got to ply him with money,
swag.
I needed his space for our convention.
So my prints on that saw
don't prove a thing.
Hmm, this might.
Another present you gave to Shaw?
Miss, that ammo is store-bought ammo.
I melt mine here.
Course, I'm gonna need to see
a warrant before I let
you tour my armory.
We'll get one.
You get your house in order now.
Dr. Grissom.
Let me guess. You want to know
why we called Janice Woo.
Mr. Wix is upset?
- What the hell's going on?
- We needed some assistance
in fingerprint duplication.
How many outside experts
does this lab need?
One more, evidently.
You thought it would be a good idea
to recruit the woman who's gonna
testify against your buddy?
Well, she's an expert forensic artist.
Well, if you ask me,
it's awfully suspicious.
I didn't ask you.
When I got married the second time,
Melinda and I got ring tattoos.
Just to be safe.
Where'd you two meet?
At one of her shows.
She's a fire performer.
Juggles it. Eats it.
Never really cooks with it,
but
Her job is why we moved to Vegas.
You moved here for her career?
Yeah.
I was I was happy in New York.
Had some momentum in the art scene.
Nice boss at the morgue.
But she had to be here for
work, so we took the plunge.
Looks like you got something there.
They're teeth.
No roots. Veneers.
You know, the porcelain
they use on fake teeth
resist acid just like
the chompers we're born with.
Bet we'll find the
rest of them in there.
Erik Shaw's smile was natural.
These must've come
from our second decedent.
Odontologists have to
take a 3D intraoral scan
- to make all those.
- I should do a bite reconstruction.
You should find Folsom.
He's good at those.
The veneers are really
well-made. High quality.
Figure we shoot that model
to all the best odontologists
in the area, and
we can cross our fingers and
What?
Nothing. It's It's just
It's a really familiar smile, right?
I swear I've
Hold on.
That sure looks like
- the same smile, right?
- Yeah.
Our second decedent is Chase Starr.
Makes sense. His name's
all over one of the lawsuits
against Erik Shaw.
That man is alive. I met him
when I interviewed Tammy Shaw.
Big, old, bright Donny Osmond smile.
Well, if Chase Starr is alive,
he can't also be down Erik Shaw's drain.
McKenzie, what is going on
with that sashay?
It's one, two, three.
- Mr. Starr. It's good to see you again.
- Folks,
- this is a closed rehearsal.
- We'll make it quick, Grayson.
You lied to us the other day.
You said your name was Chase.
I'm sorry, who told you it wasn't?
- I'm-I'm just confused here.
- Did you know
identical twins don't have
identical fingerprints?
Those are formed in the womb,
where you met this guy.
All right, yeah, I'm Grayson.
I-I'm filling in for my brother.
"Filling in"? That's
That's not a thing.
Identity theft is. Murder is.
Hi, Chase.
All right, uh, what you
might could find out
is one of the mamas
has a restraining order
against me. She's not
here today, so I'm not
in-in violation.
But I'm not supposed to cover
for Chase anymore.
What was I supposed to do?
He disappeared right before
our biggest event of the year.
That's the only reason
you're impersonating the man?
Because the show must go on?
Go ahead and mock,
but these kids have worked
their entire little lives
to compete in this pageant.
Why didn't you let the authorities know
that Chase was missing?
You don't want me to waste your time.
It's pills. It's always pills.
Last time, I found him
detoxing in some ashram
in the Mojave. He'll turn up.
I'm so sorry, Mr. Starr,
but, um
your brother's dead.
- What?
- We were able
to confirm with dental records.
- He-he
- We have the same dentist.
Are-are you sure?
How?
- Wh-Where did this happen?
- We're gonna answer
your questions, but first,
we're gonna have to ask you some.
- Where were you two nights ago?
- Um,
I was here.
I was covering for Chase.
I was helping a-a few kids
with their routines.
- Which families?
- Um,
the Sizemores, the Otts.
Tammy Shaw and her girls.
Chase was in those pipes, too?
It's possible he had a hand
in your husband's murder.
I know they didn't get along,
- but
- We found part of a .45-caliber bullet
at the scene.
Mr. Starr has a weapon
of the same caliber
registered in his name.
Which Mr. Starr?
Chase. But we
But we want to ask you about Grayson.
He suggested you might be able
to alibi him for Tuesday night.
We were here for extra
practice with Grayson.
We left
after Carrie's run-through,
but he stayed.
Well, if you knew that Grayson
was filling in for Chase,
why didn't you tell us
- the other day?
- It's none of my business.
What, you think I want problems
with the heads of the pageant?
What happened to your leg there?
It looks like a chemical burn.
No.
It was this.
That looks more like an exothermic ulcer
than a hot glue mishap.
I was putting rhinestones
on Quinn's shoes.
It hurt
- like the dickens.
- Yeah.
Uh, I'd like to take a swab
of your wound, please.
Mom, Carrie's crying again.
Check it out, lady in the hat.
Trey, don't let him do you like that!
Get your hands up! Get your hands up!
Hey, mama.
That's my ball.
Huh?
- That's my ball.
- Oh, sure, sure.
- It's all good.
- Yeah.
You're lucky, Ms. Shaw.
The burn on your leg
could've been much worse.
Sulfuric acid is no joke.
I told you that I burned myself
with a glue gun.
Where are my girls?
There's an officer with them.
Tammy, uh,
where did you go
after your rehearsal
with Grayson the other night?
Home to put my daughters to bed.
And after that?
Gil, it's, uh, Wix's trash day tomorrow.
Yeah, well, looks like they
got this covered, so I'll go.
No, you know what? You stay.
Finish it.
May be the last case we work.
You're a secretary
at Stockton Paper.
Is that right, Ms. Shaw?
What-what does that
have to do with anything?
You knew both victims.
And you had access to the chemicals
that dissolved them. Sulfuric
acid, hydrogen peroxide.
These are used in paper
manufacturing and recycling.
Uh
Chase asked me to get him those bottles.
He gave me a list.
Why steal for him?
We were
in love.
I-I didn't ask questions. I
didn't know what it was for.
But whatever he did, I don't know.
Tammy, what
What really happened in there?
Why did both men you loved have to die?
I have no idea.
I mean, they kind of hated
each other, but
I mean,
I didn't do anything.
We're gonna go get
a detective who can, uh
take it from here.
I didn't kill anyone.
Please, please, don't take me away
from my girls.
How could you think
I did this? How?!
Now, that's a good question.
- Come on!
- What?
- I said I needed you.
- No, I'm just taking out
the broccoli. It's gross.
- Well, hurry up.
- Talk like that, Anna,
I'm gonna have to kick your ass
- in Double Jeopardy!
- Not likely.
Hello, Anson.
Did you forget something in here?
Well, you must be desperate,
rooting around in my trash.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised.
No,
I think we both know
who we're dealing with.
You're not gonna find anything, Sara.
Every criminal makes mistakes.
That right there.
That is what I hate about CSIs.
It's that certainty. That-that
deluded belief
that if you just know where to look
and you know how to look,
you're gonna see the truth.
Don't talk to me about truth.
Oh, right.
I am so sorry. You are the expert.
What would I know?
You know? People can't digest
the horror of this world,
so you spoon-feed them
a story just one molecule at a time.
But, you know, all your
lights and your lasers
and your potions?
You know, nobody on a jury
understands any of that.
You know, that is just special effects
to create an illusion of certainty.
And it's my job No, it is my job
to fight that with doubt, Sara,
- and that's how I win.
- Anson.
There's not gonna be any doubt.
Oh, good.
More garbage.
Folsom told me they arrested
Tammy Shaw three hours ago.
Yeah.
I went fishing for that
missing bullet jacket
on the off chance that
Tammy Shaw had help
throwing her accomplice
all around the crime scene.
I didn't find it, but I did
I met him. Wix.
- What?
- It was an accident.
- Sara.
- He didn't tell me anything, but, uh
maybe whoever left this will.
I need
your help with this.
Wix lives with his sister.
How do we know
this didn't come from her?
You are the geneticist. I'm hoping
you can tell me.
Found it in a small trash
bag full of tissues,
floss and men's deodorant.
It must have come
from Wix's upstairs bathroom.
Anna would not have been up there.
So maybe he has a confidant.
We need to find them.
The standard STR showed
too much degradation
in the sample, so I don't even know
if there's anything
else that can be done.
I'm giving PreCR a shot.
It's an enzymatic process
that repairs broken DNA.
Mitochondrial or genomic?
Both.
It can play ball with
all kinds of damage.
Mechanical, heat. Radiation.
Liquid at the bottom of a trash can?
Cross your fingers.
And
you may even have results
before the Hodges trial starts tomorrow.
I got to get out of here
before somebody remembers
I don't run this lab.
Max, thank you.
How many laws did you two just break?
A couple.
You're still stuck on this, huh?
A petite mother of two
did not make that dent.
No, she knocked someone into the wall.
I wonder
how the head made impact
tipped back like that.
What is it?
Your shoulders.
If you were Erik Shaw
and that was made by
the back of your head,
where are your shoulders and your back?
Do you think that could have been made
by the crown of the head?
Maybe.
If he was knocked
completely off his feet.
We should've been looking for a
killer with superhuman strength.
I'm not sure the killer
was human at all.
- Hmm.
- Okay.
- Everybody back.
- All right.
- Back, back, back.
- Okay.
Cover your ears.
- Ready, Allie?
- Oh, yeah.
Fire in the hole!
- Whew.
- Wow.
Oh, God.
Another fine mess
you've gotten us into, Allie.
I don't understand.
Where was Tammy Shaw standing?
My guess,
about seven miles away
back home with her kids.
Chase Starr shot Erik Shaw.
He gave up dismembering him,
and he came up
with a different plan
to get rid of the body.
The reaction of the chemicals
that Chase used blew him back
against the wall.
And then bounced into the tub.
Buonanotte, pal.
So, it was a murder
and an accidental death?
We've been solving the killer's death
the whole time.
First time for everything.
Oh.
Just keeps on ticking.
I'm gonna treasure this.
Thank you for bringing it.
Thanks for everything.
Oh, I didn't have anything to do
with your charges being dropped.
D.A. just didn't think
she could prove you knew
what you were getting
those chemicals for.
State of mind is hard to prove.
I have my own guess
about what you knew, but
I love my daughters.
That's my state of mind.
I would never do
anything to get them taken away.
All right, thanks. Bye.
Max's repair job
on the lipstick sample worked.
Buccal DNA from two people.
Anson Wix
and Janice Woo.
I didn't think it was customary
to be kissing your expert witness.
Your accomplice, maybe.
Ugh, if we could get her to flip
That'd be the ball game.
By the way, I found something
you were looking for,
and I better give it to you
before we go through
the metal detector.
Thank you.
You weren't really that worried
about the ring?
It, um
It just felt like a bad omen.
Only Hodges would be
late to his own trial.
"Five minutes".
How can you say that to someone
- that you said
- That-That's what you did.
- That was your action.
- No. I'm done.
Ms. Woo. Is everything all right?
Apparently, I don't need to bother
watching the criminal trial.
I was just fired.
- I'm off the Hodges civil case.
- Why?
Anson's replacing me.
I guess he's worried
about how things look.
And now he's just
done with me.
Excuse me.
If she knew anything,
he wouldn't cut her loose.
He would've killed her.
State of Nevada v. Hodges.
Please report to room nine.
Well, that's it.
We're out of time.
Come on, now!
Whoa.
Ah!
Sorry, bro.
That's my boy!
My bad, dude.
You're dirty, bro.
Well, if you're really hurt,
maybe you could just file
a personal injury suit.
- What the hell are you talking about?
- No, it
It's a good idea. You could call
your lawyer, Anson Wix.
How do you know that name?
Well, for one thing,
he represented you
on trafficking charges
last year, right?
But maybe he could help you
with this. Now, that's the
game I really came to watch.
You can't prove there
were drugs in that bag.
That's not why we're here.
We're here because we've discovered
that you are the link between Anson Wix
and a hit man.
You paid Estaban Ruiz
to kill a retired cop.
The name Jim Brass ring a bell?
You see, Estaban
ended up getting blown
away by a blind old man.
You picked a crappy assassin, bro.
If he were better,
- we wouldn't be here.
- And you wouldn't have
to help us take down Anson Wix.