Bosch: Legacy (2022) s02e06 Episode Script

Dos Matadores

Previously on Bosch: Legacy.
So what's the emergency?
We got a problem.
The Feds have taken over
the Wakefield case.
- Shit.
- Digital files, emails, recordings.
No copies?
The one and only.
I'm working on my victim impact statement.
Why am I even doing this?
It's supposed to be good for you.
Just wanna turn the page.
James Allen is dead.
So much for David's alibi.
Not to mention the DNA.
I'm not drunk. I am not in impaired.
So are you refusing
the field sobriety test?
I absolutely am.
Ma'am, please put your hands
behind your back.
We're working the Lexi Parks murder.
Deputy Harrick,
he's a colleague of ours.
I understand.
You represented yourself in a false light
to gain access to the scene.
[Bosch] No. I went to look
at a house that's for sale.
Cross the line again,
there will be consequences.
If it makes a difference,
our guy is innocent,
which means the real killer
is still in the wind.
What makes you think
the lady wore a watch?
High-end watch case.
- Mm-hmm.
- Tan line on her left wrist.
Some serious Sherlock shit.
Ah, so good.
Next 24, no alcohol,
no lip balm, no kissing, no straws.
Dr. Schubert, what would I do without you?
Call another doctor, I suppose.
[tires screech]
[car doors close]
You said end of the week.
Yeah, I changed my mind.
- Short.
- How short?
By half.
I got two house calls tomorrow.
Well, you better book some more.
- Why?
- This is now the vig. Every day.
Well, come on, that's not fair.
Oh, fair. [chuckles]
What a concept.
End of the week at least?
Day after tomorrow, asshole.
Clock's ticking.
[car doors open, close]
[phone chimes]
God damn it.
- [Latin music playing]
- [indistinct chatter]
Matthew. Join us.
Let me buy your drink.
[suspenseful music playing]
Oh, my, my, times are changin' ♪
There's a fine, new day comin' round ♪
It's a feelin' like
a cool rain comin' down ♪
It's the rhythm of a new song singin' ♪
It's the rhythm
of a new song singin' ♪
Oh, my, my, times are changin' ♪
Oh, my, my,
times are changin' ♪
Oh, my, my,
I've been waitin' for this moment ♪
Oh, my, my, oh, my, my ♪
Times are changin' ♪
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
Oh, my, my, times are changin' ♪
They said they were investigating
a domestic terrorism case.
Showed me a schematic.
I thought I was gonna throw up.
I told 'em that I had no idea
what it was
or what they were talking about.
Bad choice. Lying to a federal agent?
Clam up or lawyer up,
but never 'fess up.
I know, I know.
Why didn't you call me?
I was scared.
They said they knew I was lying.
They had proof.
Well, they were bluffing.
I panicked.
Once I changed my story, they had me.
What'd you tell 'em about the schematic?
That it was a blueprint
for a shipping container.
Did they ask you where you got it?
I told them you gave it to me.
Asked me to research it.
I'm so sorry.
Did they ask about
Simon Wakefield's cell phone?
I said it was my understanding that
the schematic had been downloaded
from Wakefield's phone,
but that I didn't know that for a fact.
And that I had no idea
of the phone's current whereabouts.
Which is true.
[sighs] Is that everything?
They said I had two choices.
or be arrested for lying to them.
Clearly, you're not under arrest.
Am I fired?
I'll let you know.
But in the meantime,
you will keep us abreast
of all your interactions
with your federal friends.
Whatever I can do.
Well, you can stop lying to me.
Trust him?
Not for a second.
[phone chimes]
- [chuckles]
- [Bosch] What?
The DA's office is asking
to have you removed from the case.
The stunt you pulled
out at Harrick's house.
Anyway, there's a hearing
set for tomorrow morning.
[phone chimes]
Word's out.
Two dozen texts, nine voicemails.
- Aren't you curious?
- Already know.
All cops. "Die, scumbag,
and blah, blah, blah."
Words to that effect.
How's your Bounceback?
- It's the bee pollen that makes it.
- Mm.
How's your Forlorn Dragon?
Not forlorn at all.
Just complicated enough.
Like your life.
[laughs] If you really wanna know
Oh, no, you don't have to,
you don't have to.
I broke up with this guy a year ago. Uh
Apparently, I ruined his life.
So he wants to ruin yours.
He works for this pharma company.
He hacked my family's medical records
and he's threatening to put them online,
which would be a financial disaster.
You try hackin' his shit?
He's too good.
I'm not really a hacker,
I just write about them.
You know, this is ruining
a perfectly good vibe.
It's not your problem.
Let's just get another round.
All right.
Well, we tried the Euphorics.
Shall we sample the Aphrodisiacs?
Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Okay. Another Forlorn Dragon?
How about a Behind the Times?
Mm. Sounds right.
What can I get you?
Make it two.
Of course.
Love a man with a plan.
[Quinn] Thanks for tuning in.
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Next time, we've got expert hacktivist
formerly known as Faceless,
ready to answer all my juicy questions.
I am your adoring host, Jade Quinn.
And remember, when you're listening to
[clicks mouse]
[indistinct chatter]
Need to give you a heads-up
about something.
Uh-oh. What have you done now?
I had a little run-in
with Lexi Parks' husband, which means
I may never hear the end of it.
Yeah, sorry.
Remind me again
when you're gonna retire?
When people stop killing each other.
That's a fair point.
Can't argue with that.
- [phone buzzes]
- I want to, but can't.
Everything okay?
It's the DA's office.
About your statement?
I gotta go, Dad.
Thanks for the joe.
Your Honor, Harry Bosch had absolutely no
interest in purchasing Mr. Harrick's home.
He should be barred
from participating in this case,
and any evidence he acquired
should be excluded.
Your Honor, where's the crime?
Bosch used his own name.
He found a legitimate way
to gain access to the home.
Ms. Chandler is correct.
Any evidence Bosch may have obtained
at Harrick's home
will not be excluded, nor will he.
And no punitive actions
will be taken against him.
I will now see counsel in chambers.
All the way from the Hall of Justice.
This case is worth
crossing the street for.
How are plea negotiations going?
There are none.
Why not?
The brutal murder
of a beloved public servant
requires a public trial.
The defendant deserves
the full measure of justice
such a horrendous crime demands.
I don't see any media in the room, Emmitt.
Let's tone down the rhetoric.
Your Honor,
my client deserves his day in court.
Let's talk turkey here.
We all know this case is game,
set, match for the prosecution.
- Your Honor, respectfully
- I want it off my crowded docket.
Start talking.
We could consider second-degree murder.
Fifteen to life, chance to parole.
It's generous, given the circumstances.
No deal will sound generous
to an innocent man.
What did I say about rhetoric?
I will relay the offer to my client.
Tell him to take it.
We'll discuss it, and I will give him
my best professional opinion.
I want an answer by the end of the week.
What's this?
Lexi Parks' phone logs.
Mm. Talk about tedious.
God is in the details.
What am I looking for?
I wanna know if she talked to anyone
about the watch her husband gave her.
Ah, scintillating stuff.
And how soon you need this?
Soon. Priority.
Everything else back burner.
Some of us have a private life, you know.
How pathetic do you think I am?
Question answers itself.
[indistinct chatter]
Yeah, hey, hold on.
[phone hangs up]
Hey, uh, Maddie, lady from the DA's office
here to see ya.
I, uh, stuck her in the CRU room.
Thanks, Mank.
Madeline Bosch. DDA Anna Keiser,
Victim Witness Coordinator.
I've been trying to reach you.
I've been busy.
Is this about my statement?
I wanted to touch base with you.
You can make a statement or not.
Or you can write one up
for me to read to the court.
I have found that this process
gives closure to a lot of victims.
It's your choice.
Whatever you decide
is fine with us.
We're here to support you.
I do think if the judge
were to hear from you,
it would go a long way to ensure
that he gets the maximum sentence.
I do hope that you can attend the hearing.
Your presence will speak volumes.
And the other victims will be there, too.
Not a victim.
Excuse me?
They're his real victims, not me.
I just don't want you
to forget about them.
We won't. I promise.
We realize it's a lot to ask.
I gotta get ready for work.
Just let us know.
What's up with you?
You good?
Sorry. Just distracted.
Your statement?
Yeah, I'm kinda stuck.
Wanna talk about it?
Don't wanna talk about it.
All right. We can talk about whatever.
And don't worry, I'm not gonna
say anything about your dad.
The whole dark side thing.
You just did.
[locker shuts]
This was crazy good.
Thank you.
I checked out your podcast.
What'd you think?
Liked it.
That's it?
At least you didn't say "interesting."
I hate when people say,
"It was interesting."
I need to hear more.
[chuckles] Fuck you.
Well, podcasts aren't my thing.
What was your handle
when you were a kid?
Like a baby hacker.
- A Plus.
- A Plus?
Let me guess. You hacked your school,
changed the grades.
Only my friends.
It was the pinnacle of my career.
Get caught?
- Expelled.
- [groans]
Let me ask you a question.
Who were you
before you were RicoSpider?
Just Mo.
Just Mo. Like "Giz-mo."
Oh, no, no, not "Just Mo." Just "Mo."
Who's on first?
My mama calls me Maurice.
Nice name for a nice guy.
I can help you.
Help me what?
Hack into the server at PharmaWell.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I appreciate you, but don't.
Don't even try. It's impossible.
You checked it out?
There is no point of entry
into the network perimeter. Zero.
So you gotta be there, on site.
PharmaWell is a pharmaceutical company.
Yeah, I get that from the name.
Secure as they come.
Checkpoints, keycard access, cameras.
Love me a challenge.
Slippery slope. We keep saying yes,
he keeps asking for more favors.
[indistinct chatter]
We've only got a few minutes.
Thanks for letting me have a look.
I saw James Allen's record.
Seven years of arrests until
three years ago when they stopped cold.
- What's your guess?
- I doubt he retired.
Well, no backup documentation
we could find, but
There wouldn't be, necessarily.
Must've had a guardian angel
to keep the bracelets off.
You get the names of the cops
who did the last few arrests?
We got the booking numbers,
just waiting on the reports.
When you find out, let me know, yeah?
Of course.
This where he was dumped?
- Off Vine and Eleanor.
- [camera shutter clicks]
No abrasions. No trauma to the hands.
No broken fingernails.
Any sign of binding?
So Allen didn't fight the wire.
Grok the industrial-size
condom container.
Still in the game.
We checked the room.
It was stripped bare.
Someone cleaned out his things
after he died.
Maybe his guardian angel.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
[crickets chirping]
[intercom buzzes]
[woman] Qué?
Hola. Buenas noches.
Uh, private detective.
Detective privaro.
Abierto, por favor.
[lock buzzes]
- [dogs barking]
- [children chattering]
[knocking on door]
[knocking on door]
Hola, habla usted ingles?
The murder in the alley
a couple weeks ago.
Uh, el asasinato?
You hear anything? See anything?
No. They very quiet,
los matadores.
Why'd you say "they"?
Dos. Dos matadores.
My grandson. He say.
You police?
No, I'm a private detective.
I'm working the murder in the alley.
Did you see anything that night?
I was in bed.
I heard them dump the body.
What does that sound like?
Car doors open and close.
Then the trunk slammed shut.
And then doors again.
Two doors?
There was a bang, bang.
You remember what time that was?
Next morning,
the police was in the alley.
Did you hear anything else?
Just the engine.
It was loud.
Rumbly, like like a lowrider.
Allen's body was moved from the motel
to the alley without abrasions,
which means he was lifted,
not dragged.
No trauma to the hands or fingernails.
So he was unconscious
when he was strangled.
Had to be. Otherwise,
there'd be signs of a struggle.
Huh. Two sets of hands
to lift the body into the trunk.
A witness heard a trunk slam
and two car doors close
the night the body was dumped.
I like that. Two killers.
Murdered Lexi Parks
and framed David Foster.
One last thing.
Have your DNA analyst check for CTE.
What are you thinking?
Well, it's a long shot,
but we have to explain
how our client's DNA
was at the crime scene.
No one told me about this.
I just go where I'm assigned.
Fire department
usually handles the inspections.
They authorized us to do it.
Someone's brother-in-law
probably convinced the city
it could save money with subcontractors.
I'll have to escort you
throughout the building.
I go where you go.
Change that motor out
on the jockey pump?
Last year.
Don't want too much wear
on the main line now.
We'll keep an eye on it.
You gonna update that?
Wanted see how far I'd get.
Most people don't catch that.
Sometimes I just keep on walkin'.
Not on my watch.
Good man.
Where to next?
Let's start on the top floor
and work our way down.
PharmaWell it is.
[elevator dings]
You got kids?
Nah. Divorced. You?
My sister has four kids.
Check it out.
- [Fetzer] Cute.
- [Mo] Right? Young ones are twins.
Damn, that's a lot of energy
in that house.
I told my sister, "Y'all need
to put a helmet on that soldier."
Bottom line, we should've
put the game away earlier.
Well, I can't disagree.
If you can't protect the football,
might as well just pack it in.
Yeah, unacceptable.
[Fetzer] Then I think,
maybe McVay's not a killer.
Can he put his foot on somebody's neck?
That's what I wanna know.
That is the question.
[indistinct chatter]
No corrosion.
Of course not.
You'll send me the service documentation?
I'll pop it in the mail this week.
They always email it. Same day.
Oh, man,
everything's instant gratification.
Promise you'll get those cleared out?
I need a pathway through here.
Sorry. Appreciate the leniency.
Wanna see the tags on the alarm panels?
Uh, you mind if I hit the head first?
Sure. Let me show you.
Oh, I'm good. I saw it on the way in.
I insist.
- Right there on your left.
- Mm.
- I'll be here.
- I appreciate it.
[suspenseful music playing]
Light is green, trap is clean.
Thought you fell in.
You're out of towels, bro.
This is a serious code violation.
- Really?
- Nah, I'm just fuckin' with you.
Let's go check out
those fire alarm panels, huh?
Murder in the second degree?
How about no murder?
How about you got the wrong guy,
my husband is innocent?
This is a nightmare.
Agreed. So no deal.
You told us the DNA at the crime scene
is almost impossible to overcome.
David, I only need one juror
to believe you're innocent
to hang the case and get a mistrial.
I can do that.
And what if you can't?
Come on. David, have a little faith.
It's the longest of long shots,
but we think there's a way
to explain the DNA.
And we're developing
an alternative theory of the crime.
That there were two killers.
You have evidence?
We're working on it.
So not yet.
If you take the deal,
you'll always be the guy who pled guilty.
Your friends, your family,
in the back of their minds,
well, they always wonder.
About what?
If you did it.
[indistinct police radio chatter]
License, registration.
[dramatic music playing]
[Vasquez, distorted] Bosch.
I said, are you hungry?
Do you want anything?
I'm good.
Christ, Bosch. I wanna live
through this shift. Do you?
Of course. Sure.
I know you've got a lot on your plate,
but wake up or go home.
[vehicle door closes]
So this is where James Allen
sold ecstasy and happy endings.
Until three years ago.
What happened three years ago?
He stopped getting arrested.
I think he became somebody's CI.
I may be overdressed.
[indistinct chatter]
How well did you know James Allen?
He was a regular. We were tight.
Did you see him
the night that he was killed?
He was here.
Had a couple of drinks,
hooked up with a guy.
A guy, like like a john?
A client.
That was his gig. No judgment.
None at all.
Had you seen his client in here before?
Oh, that's his name? Matt?
He comes in most nights.
What did you do
when you heard he was dead?
Went to his motel room,
packed up his stuff for his family.
Did you give it to them?
Not yet. Keep putting it off, you know?
Like he's still alive
as long as I don't give it to them.
I get that.
What about Matt?
Should be here later.
Why don't you hang on
to his stuff a little longer, okay?
I'll stick around
and see if this guy shows up.
[phone rings]
A Plus.
Your message sounded kinda
I don't wanna say desperate,
but a little adrenalized.
I got news.
I visited our favorite
pharmaceutical company.
I planted a jump box.
Wow. You weren't fuckin' around.
Once I get employee credentials,
I'll navigate the system,
find your files, and we will take
the appropriate action
to neutralize your ex
and retrieve your stolen property.
How are you gonna get the credentials?
Don't worry about it.
You don't know yet.
I don't know yet.
You're amazing.
I thought he was cute,
bought him a drink.
He said he had a spot nearby.
We went there.
We'd just walked in the door
when someone came for him.
What do you mean?
He heard a car revving its engine,
went to the window,
saw who it was,
and said he'd be right back,
but he didn't.
- Didn't come back?
- Mm-mm.
Did you see the car?
Just heard it.
Waited a few minutes,
but I didn't wanna be part of any drama.
Angry ex, cops, who knows?
I got out of there.
Loud car.
You know, muscle car.
[doorbell rings]
Jesus Christ.
Can I, um, get you a cup of tea
or a glass of wine or anything?
Oh, I'm fine.
Well, if you're fine, then what brings you
to my doorstep at this hour?
Dockweiler's sentencing is tomorrow.
I'll be there. Will you?
I'm supposed to be giving
my fucking statement,
but I don't think that
I can go through with it.
Oh, honey, after everything
you've survived, of course you can.
Question is, do you want to?
I'm not sure what I want anymore.
Got any wisdom to lay on me?
There's no easy answer here.
I know from my own experience
that [sighs]
you can't let the person who's harmed you
have control over you.
Nothing's going to miraculously fix
what you're going through.
But it's possible
confronting him head-on
may give you
a certain measure of relief.
I'm just afraid that if I give
an honest statement
about how fucked up I feel,
that the department's gonna question
whether I'm capable of doing my job.
But if I stand up there
and I tell some half-truth
about how well I'm doing,
then what's the point?
And if I don't go,
then what about his other victims?
The ones that can't face him.
I get that. But you don't
owe anybody anything, Maddie.
Were you close with your mom?
You ever wish she could
just tell you what the hell to do?
I know you're under a lot of pressure.
But at the end of the day,
you should only make this statement
if you truly feel
it's the best thing for you.
[line out ringing]
[Maddie] I'm not here.
Leave a message.
[indistinct chatter]
At this time, Your Honor,
Officer Madeline Bosch
would like to make
her victim impact statement.
[exhales deeply]
I've been in denial.
Telling myself that I wasn't a victim.
Not like his other victims,
the ones that he raped.
He's a rapist.
Let's call him what he really is.
He entered my home.
He broke in, hid in my closet,
and waited for me to come home.
Hiding behind a mask,
he attacked me.
He used a sedative to knock me out.
He put me in a body bag
and drove me to the middle of the desert
where no one could hear my screams.
When I came to, he drugged me again.
He buried me alive in a makeshift coffin.
I nearly died.
It was a miracle I didn't.
He used my status as an LAPD officer
as a bargaining chip.
A lunatic scheme to brand himself
as a kidnapper
instead of what he really is
a coward and a rapist.
I don't sleep.
I'm jumpy, paranoid.
I relive the attack in my dreams
and in my daydreams.
I sleep with
I sleep with a light on
and my gun under my pillow.
My family and friends have suffered.
And I thank God for them standing by me.
Still, I consider myself lucky.
He violated his other victims
to a degree I can only imagine.
What you did to us
isn't who we are.
That's just something evil
that happened to us.
It's bad luck.
But what you did to us is who you are.
You're scum, a coward, a serial rapist,
and everybody knows it.
You deserve every bad thing
that's gonna happen to you in prison.
For the rest of your life.
Look at me.
You put me in a box,
but you buried yourself.
[exhales deeply]
Proud of you, Mads.
The feeling you couldn't shake,
that you'd lost me forever,
has it left you yet?
It may never go away.
But today helped.
Yeah, today helped.
Lexi Parks made a lot of phone calls.
Yeah, why do you think
I pawned that off on you?
You find anything?
Four days before her murder,
Parks called the Feldmar service center.
Fourteen minutes later,
she called "Wanna Buy a Watch?"
That's where Harrick bought the watch.
Four hours after that, Parks received
a call back from the service center.
Why are these calls marked NS?
Not suspicious.
Sheriff's came to that conclusion,
so the watch never made it to their radar.
And you agree these are NS?
Well, I'll go to the store,
decide for myself.
[Perez] Hey.
Good morning.
- All yours.
- Thanks.
You were up and out early.
Big day.
Had to get a move on.
Buy you a drink after shift?
I have an appointment
with a real estate agent.
She's gonna show me some places.
You don't have to, you know.
I have to. I do.
Where are they?
This side of the hill.
Silverlake. Los Feliz.
Traffic's murder that hour.
Why don't you wait till the weekend?
I've put it off long enough.
I could drive you. We could get
In-N-Out Burgers and dine in the car.
This is something
that I need to do on my own.
Don't worry.
I'm not worried.
I'll see you later.
Heard you crushed it.
Sorry I couldn't be there.
I'm just glad it's behind me.
Bosch, um
I know I don't always make it obvious,
but you can talk to me.
I know.
[shop bell rings]
How can I help you?
I was in here some time ago.
I saw a lady's watch.
An Audemars Piguet Royal Oak?
We had one, an estate sale.
We sold it.
Are you a collector?
I have a friend. Vincent Harrick.
He bought that watch for his wife.
We're not at liberty
to discuss our clients, sir.
Is there a watch here I can show you?
Who died?
I'm sorry?
Well, to have an estate sale,
somebody's gotta die, right?
People sell their collections
for a number of reasons.
Peter and Paul Nguyen.
Which one are you?
May I ask why you need to know?
I'm conducting an investigation.
You have a badge?
I don't need to show a badge
to ask a few simple questions,
if you're willing to cooperate.
I'm Peter Nguyen. What's this about?
It's about a murder.
This woman ever come into your store?
Many people come into the store every day.
Her name is Lexi Parks.
Married to Vincent Harrick.
He bought a watch for her from you.
Four days before she was killed,
she called here
wanting to get it repaired.
Now I remember.
My brother took that call.
We don't do repairs here, so he told her
to contact Feldmar Watch Company.
Her phone records
show that she called here
after she called the repair center.
I don't know who she called
before or after she called us.
Where's your brother?
I need to talk to him about this.
He's on vacation.
For how long?
Till he gets back.
[shop bell dings]
I have no further information for you.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have a customer.
Have your brother call me. It's important.
[Peter sighs]
[floorboard squeaks]
Good morning.
Let me know if I can help you.
This fucking guy is getting too close.
What should we do?
Where's he headed?
South on La Cienega. The ten?
Well, he could be going anywhere.
It's gonna come to a point
where we don't have a choice.
Maybe. But we're not there yet.
My, my, my.
Look who's late for work.
Together again.
A guy just came in here,
asking about the watch.
What guy?
Harry Bosch. Cop?
Talked like one.
Didn't show me a badge.
Said he didn't need one.
Said he was investigating a murder.
Lexi Parks.
Will you relax?
[loud bang]
- Still think I should relax?
- Fuck.
[dramatic music playing]
Tell me everything you said to Harry Bosch
or say goodbye to your brother.
He asked about the watch,
about that Parks woman calling the shop.
I said that she called
to get the watch repaired.
That's everything, I swear.
I believe you.
Next time on Bosch: Legacy.
Do you anticipate
any charges being filed?
Any comment at all
on today's story, Ms. Chandler?
Clearly, someone is trying
to destroy my reputation.
I'm fine, really.
No offense, but I'm not interested
in counseling right now.
LAPD! We have a search warrant! Open up!
What fresh hell is this?
I need a lawyer.
Look at this.
You remember that cop that got herself
kidnapped about four or five months ago?
She's his daughter.
Holy shit.
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