11x06 - Spooked

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In the criminal justice system, sexually-based offenses are considered especially heinous. In New York City, the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies are members of an elite squad known as The Special Victims Unit. These are their stories.

Merry f'ing christmas.

All that's missing is a bow.

Padlock's on the back Must be keeping something safe.

I don't see the driver.

Could be up front catching some "z"s.

I ain't worried about no driver.

Grab the bolt cutters.

Driver's gone.

Moron must've run out of gas.

He's about to run out of what's inside.

We gotta call the cops.

We gotta get out of here.

Patrol found them off an anonymous 911 call.

How long dead?

They're fresh, not more than a couple of hours.

Any I.D.?

Nothing on either of them.

The male appears to be late teens, early 20s.

Female's probably in her 20s-- both hispanic, Both their throats slit and both positive for fluids.

So the k*ller interrupted them while they were having sex.

But the blood splatter Proves loverboy wasn't on top of her When the perp sliced him up.

So he posed them for shock value.

He mutilate her breasts before or after she died?

After.

The pool of blood indicates her heart had stopped By the time he carved her up.

But she was alive when he cut her throat.

Won't know if he r*ped her till the DNA comes back.

Here comes the lights, folks.

That's weird.

She hung up her undies and not her clothes?

I'll bet the perp did it.

He r*ped her, and he wanted to make sure as hell we knew it.

He's waving his flag.

Right in our face.

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Any luck I.D.Ing them?

No hits on their prints in any database.

How 'bout trace evidence?

Won't know till DNA comes back.

But the only hairs found on jane doe's body Are consistent with his.

Your r*pist was extremely careful.

How so?

She has defensive wounds on both her arms.

[camera shutter clicking]

But nothing under her fingernails.

I bet he wore a condom too.

So she and john doe are having sex When our slasher crashes the party, Gets him out of the way so he can r*pe jane doe.

k*ller's got a set of stones and his act down pat.

They never had a chance.

Mutilated breasts, slit throats, Hanging lingerie--

Perp's too evolved for this to be his maiden voyage.

Tell that to vicap.

Nothing in their files comes close To this guy's pattern.

Alert svus in the other boroughs, Every police agency in the northeast.

Do we know who owns this truck?

It's had so many parts replaced, It has five partial v.I.N. Numbers, Not to mention stolen plates.

I'm working on it.

What the hell are you doing?

What am I doing?

I'm installing your phones.

You got the new greentech 8800.

I just figured out how to use the old one.

John, use the phone in the media room.

Where are we with missing persons?

No one on their list matches any descriptions Of our victims.

What about the 911 call?

Made from a pay phone around the corner from the scene, Probably by the same lowlifes who broke into the truck--

No usable prints.

The two-five canvassed.

They came up empty.

So we got squat until this guy butchers somebody else.

They weren't butchered.

Wound tracks were made by a thin, curved blade About an inch and a half long.

Some kind of razor?

More like a scalpel.

You can get one at any hobby store.

Scalpel's easy to hide, easy to use and lose.

And just what he needed To take out her breast implants.

How do you know she had those?

I found healing incisions a couple of weeks old.

He took the time to steal her implants?

The guy must have wanted a couple trophies.

Or he's smart and knew we could I.D. Her From the serial numbers.

The doctor who put 'em in should remember her.

Send jane doe's photo to every plastic surgeon In 100-mile radius.

What about identifying marks?

Tattoo on his right arm with the initials l.Z.

Looks like the grim reaper wearing a wedding veil.

Or la santa muerte, death bride--

Patron saint of mexican drug dealers.

Any idea what the l.Z. Stands for?

I ran it through the databases.

No known mexican gangs came up, But maybe it's the initials of mr. Doe.

Send the ink and the fingerprints to the fbi.

If these two are in the country illegally, The fibbies can squeeze the mexicans for their records.

My guess, they're both american.

Why?

Their dental work, definitely done here.

Find anything else?

C.S.U. Did.

Hundreds of brown fibers mixed in with the blood On the truck floor.

The lab identified them as polyester fiberfill.

From the victims' clothing?

Too low-grade.

It's used mostly for stuffing pillows And cheap plush toys.

So the fibers must be from whatever that truck hauled Before it was turned into a mobile slaughterhouse.

How we doing on the truck?

Can I continue to use my old phone?

It won't work on the new system.

How I long for the days of rotary dial.

And I've been badgering one p.P.

For new phones since clinton was president, So get over it, john.

Here, the quick-start guide is in the front.

Munch.

Munch, the truck, did you trace it?

Yeah.

Fax just came in.

It's owned by a rental company in the bronx.

Truck went out last week.

Was supposed to be returned last night.

Carlos martinez-- address, laredo, texas, Date of birth, March '91.

That's our john doe.

Your insurance company lets you rent to 18-year-olds?

Screw the insurance company.

The kid left collateral.

Take a look.

My first car was a rusted-out dodge dart.

You're sure he's the owner?

Registration matches his license.

Check it out.

Ooh, that baby's gonna look great in my driveway.

This baby's being impounded.

It's evidence in a m*rder investigation.

Hey, detective, it was a fair trade.

How am I gonna rent my truck when it looks like the inside Of dracula's refrigerator?

Hose it out?

What'd you find?

The last place carlos was searching for on his gps Was a house out in south ozone park.

Kid carlos' age driving a car like that Comes to a dump like this only for one reason.

dr*gs.

Hey, buddy.

Hey, yo, police, stop.

Hey, kid.

Where you going?

Let go of me.

What's your name?

Eduardo.

You live here?

No, across the street.

All right, so what are you doing in there?

Seeing if they left anything good--

Just this.

Check around the back.

So when did they move out?

Last night.

They were loading a truck.

So is this them?

Yeah.

He drove.

She bossed him around.

So how long were they here for?

Like a week.

Bunch of people went in every night.

They were gone by the morning.

El!

I'll be taking this with me.

Go on, get out of here.

A marshmallow roast?

Ass-covering.

The rain last night must have put out their little campfire.

Bunch of scales, glassine bags.

Place is a regular drug factory.

They must have set up shop, cut a load or two, and split.

Why would you ditch such nice digs?

And why would our jane doe Try to burn her driver's license?

Her name is ramona rodriguez, East 67th street.

Yes, ramona lives here.

Did something happen?

She was m*rder*d.

What?

Do you know what she was doing last night?

No, I-I-I barely knew her.

Wasn't she your roommate?

If you want to call it that.

But she rented my second room, But she was hardly ever here.

How'd you meet her?

I put an ad on craigslist.

And she gave me six months advance in cash.

And I'd lost my job, So I needed the money so I wouldn't lose this place.

Look, please don't tell my landlord, okay?

Do you mind if we take a look around?

Be my guest. Her--her room's right back there.

Hardly lived in.

Or she sent her stuff home to mexico.

The passport is still here.

This is a very busy girl.

Look at this.

Stamped at kennedy last week.

Mexico city two days earlier.

Bogota, colombia, before that.

Then mexico city, then bogota.

She burns her license outside a drug factory, And she's jet-setting around the narco axis of evil.

She was a mule.

You know, maybe she was smuggling heroin In those breast implants.

Contraband disguised as double "d"s?

Wait a minute, what-- what was it munch said About those fibers found at the crime scene?

Everything from pillows to cheap plush toys.

There's someone trying to get in my front door.

Lie down in the tub.

Stay there.

Drop the g*n now!

Detective benson?

Agent porter?

What the hell are you doing here?

Trying to clear two murders.

Your turn-- where's your warrant?

Landlord let me in-- exigent circumstances.

Teddy once carried half a kilo Of mexican black tar heroin.

Our c.I.

Told us carlos martinez Was holed up in that apartment.

Your informant owes you a freebie.

Carlos martinez is dead.

When?

Last night.

Somebody tried to give him a columbian necktie Before raping and murdering his girlfriend.

I don't know her.

But martinez was about to make our ten most wanted list.

What for?

Hey, yo, this is ramona.

Dejame, mocoso.

I don't want to be no youtube.

Who are you calling a mocoso?

I'm james bond, baby.

I lead a life of sex and danger.

ÿte crees mucho?

Yeah.

We'll see.

You'd think that one of the gulf cartel's Most prolific hit men Could come up with a better pickup line.

An 18-year-old is a professional hitter?

The l.Z.

On the la santa muerte In carlos's tattoo stands for los zetas--

The gulf cartel's assassination wing.

Carlos martinez has 22 confirmed kills in mexico, Four in this country.

And that's only what we know about.

A kid dumb enough to put his face on a video?

Carlos is the tip of the iceberg.

Cartel plucks them as young as 13

From texas border towns like laredo, Promises them cash, hot cars, hotter women.

Tells them they can be pablo escobar.

Once they're sucked in, They go wherever their services are needed.

The cartel sent carlos here to k*ll who?

Nobody.

He was protecting ramona And her shipment of heroin-filled teddy bears.

From who?

The competition.

Until he got caught with his pants down When he and ramona stopped to have sex.

Rival crew slits their throats, Cuts out her heroin-filled breast implants, Hijacks the rest of the shipment, Leaves the two of them there to rot.

So you're pulling all this out of your ass based on what?

Your r*pe tree.

r*pe tree?

The coyotes who smuggle mexican illegals Into this country often g*ng-r*pe the women, Then hang their victims' panties on trees To symbolize their conquest.

Are you suggesting that r*pe wasn't even the motivation here?

That's right.

The k*ller staged it to look like a r*pe To mark their conquest of the cartel's turf.

And these homicides are on ours, So let's not start a turf w*r of our own.

No problem.

You take the bodies.

I'll follow the dope.

We'll keep each other in the loop.

That works for me.

We're gonna need some help on this.

Elliot, get on the phone to narcotics.

Find out who's been moving black tar heroin.

Olivia--

Captain, will you just give me a minute?

They're slow this time of night.

Been a while, olivia.

Yes, it has.

How are you?

I can't complain.

You?

About the same.

[elevator bell dings]

You have my number.

Yeah, we all do.

Give him a break.

See if he gives us one first.

You talk to narcotics?

Yeah, cragen wants us to get a warrant, Finish tossing ramona's place.

What are you looking for now?

We're looking for anything that might lead us To the people who k*lled ramona.

You think that they might come here?

Well, not if we find them first, But you need to be safe.

So is there anybody that you can stay with Until this blows over?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

I'll--I'll pack a bag.

Okay.

Your victim must have been homesick.

Why do you say that?

She didn't listen to america's top 40 on this.

It's a shortwave receiver, Picks up stations from all over the world on a clear night.

And it's clean.

You got a screwdriver?

What'd you find?

This baseboard has been messed with here.

I'm just gonna...

Looks like our dead girl had a safe deposit box.

"commerce bank of manhattan."

So when was the last time miss rodriguez Opened this box?

About two weeks ago, according to our records.

Probably when she put this plane ticket in here.

It's ramona's-- one-way, mexico city, 6:00 p.M. Tonight, only thing in here.

All right, we're gonna give you a voucher for this.

The owner of the box is dead.

They're both dead?

Has he been in here?

No.

Another gentleman.

Uh, two days ago.

What's his name?

Juan pablo.

That's the mexican version of john q. Public.

I can get you his real name if he's in the system.

Got some beautiful latents here.

Hold on, elliot.

Something else written here.

M.I.A. 256.

J.F.K. 3:16 this afternoon.

M.I.A.--

That's the handle for mexican international airways.

Mexican international airways has an inbound flight From mexico city--

256, it's on time.

You and olivia hustle over to kennedy.

We'll have porter meet you there.

Got it.

Call the airline.

Get the cargo manifest for m.I.A. Flight 256.

Then alert customs.

Ask them to allow anything suspicious To get through to the baggage claim.

We've got five cardboard boxes coming down the pike.

Manifest have anything on that?

Five cartons of children's toys.

Another load of teddy bears?

It worked before, huh?

Okay, hold on.

We've got a taker.

Hispanic male, 20s--

Black jacket, blue striped shirt, black pants.

He's loading them onto a cart and going outside.

I got him.

Okay, I'll call you when the shipment's rolling.

Perfect.

[cell phone ringing]

Yes, captain?

We got a print hit off the safe deposit box.

Juan pablo's real name is manuel rojas.

He's a lieutenant in the gulf cartel.

Munch just texted his photo to you and elliot.

Got it.

Our boy and a compadre are loading the boxes Into a red minivan.

Neither of them are rojas.

Porter, you in position?

Affirmative.

All units stand by.

Shipment's about to roll.

Stabler, get with olivia.

Affirmative.

Liv, hold on.

What's going on?

Rojas, he's here.

Why now?

The shipment's been picked up.

Maybe he wants to make sure the heroin's in Before he leaves town.

On the same flight to mexico Ramona was supposed to take.

Are you on him?

Nope, I think he's seen me.

How fast can you get up here?

At the counter.

Backup's on the way.

Gracias, señorita.

Excuse me.

My cell phone is a .22-caliber g*n.

Now you either come with me Or I start sh**ting innocent bystanders.

This is nypd to port authority.

My partner's been made.

They're going down to the lower level.

There's nowhere to go.

Shut up and keep moving.

Go through this door.

Look out!

[g*nsh*t]

They're gonna come now, rojas.

Not while I've got you.

Move!

Nypd, you all right?

He shot me in the vest with his cell.

He's got a woman.

Yeah, my partner.

Can you radio for help?

Yeah, yeah.

We need backup immediately-- parking lot terminal four.

Suspect's on foot.

He's armed and dangerous, and he has--

Police!

Drop your w*apon!

Manuel!

Back away!

Manuel, let's just take it easy, okay?

Let's calm down.

Get these cops out of here.

I can do that.

You got to let her go, though.

You think I'm stupid?

No, absolutely not.

Absolutely not.

Now look, Let's just take it down a notch.

Tell me what you want.

We're leaving! Now!

Manuel, I can't let you leave with her.

You know that.

Now, what else can I get you?

I want a car brought here with my shipment inside, Or I'll k*ll her.

Like you k*lled ramona and carlos?

Shut up, you lying bitch.

You have a g*n to my head, manuel.

Why would I lie to you now?

I think that you're the one Who's lying to me.

You found ramona with carlos, And you slit their throats.

[g*nsh*t]

Liv!

Call a bus!

Liv, liv.

Are you hit?

No.

No, the blood is his.

Okay.

Thing sh**t four .22-caliber b*ll*ts Right through the antenna.

It fires by pressing the numbers five through eight On the keypad.

The cartel makes that?

No, someone in the former yugoslavia.

These things started showing up in amsterdam And slovenia over the last few years.

Somehow, this thing found its way south of the border.

He said that he had a g*n.

He threatened to k*ll innocent bystanders If I didn't go with him.

How were you made?

I don't know.

I thought you were following the dr*gs.

Guys in the minivan spotted us.

We bagged 'em at the airport exit.

Then I heard the port authority cops on the radio, Told 'em to come back.

We're gonna need a statement, detectives.

It shouldn't take long.

I'll go first.

Nice shot.

You okay?

I will be.

You got your m*rder*r.

I just don't get Why rojas double-crossed ramona and carlos And k*lled them.

Rojas wasn't the double-crosser.

How do you know?

Our informant.

Apparently ramona and carlos got greedy.

So it wasn't a rival cartel.

They were whacked by their own people For biting off the hand that fed 'em.

Ramona stole the teddy from one of their loads.

She and carlos sold the heroin that was inside it.

Rojas got to them before they could hijack The shipment that we seized today.

They had the teddy bears.

Why would ramona smuggle heroin Inside her implants?

These are people who build disposable submarines To smuggle dr*gs.

They're always looking for new ways To mule dope into this country.

Which is your turf, not ours.

Bottom line, this is over for SVU.

I'll forward you copies of all my reports, captain.

Thank you.

You need a lift home?

No, I'm good, thanks.

Neither of you are going anywhere.

Chief of d's wants your fives on his desk by 8:00 a.M.

Get typing.

The breakfast of champions is served.

I ever tell you you're a god?

Partake of the god's nectar.

You can bow to me later.

How we doing?

Mmm, better now.

Got our stories straight.

But it's not the whole story.

I'm glad to see I'm not the only one Who pulled an all-nighter.

I found a third DNA profile In the blood from your m*rder truck.

Your k*ller wasn't as careful as I thought.

So rojas is dead.

He should be resting comfortably in your cooler by now.

The perp's not a man.

Ah, he was pressed up against me.

I didn't feel his pants, but it was a guy.

Well, he must have had a sex change.

Our mystery DNA is female.

Her blood was mixed in with the victims'.

You're saying rojas didn't k*ll them?

As far as I know, he was never in that truck.

But a second woman was.

She left a couple of hairs too.

At first, I thought they were ramona's, Because they're also brown, but the profile's different.

What woman savagely murders two drug runners?

The same one that tried to convince us That she hardly knew ramona And has the same hair color, Her roommate-- terri banes.

Find her now.

I'll have munch pull her financials And anything else we can find on her.

Who you calling--porter?

Yeah, we said we'd keep him in the loop.

Yeah, when we got something.

Let's just let this play out.

Terri, she usually comes home from work around 6:00.

So call us when you see her.

Yeah.

Hey, uh, can I help you?

Uh, yeah, satellite TV.

Removing our equipment from terri banes' apartment.

She's moving out with less than 30 days notice.

She can kiss her security deposit bye.

I'll be right there.

Yeah, no rush.

I left something in the van.

El, where you going?

Hey, space cadet, how much for the football package?

Police, stop!

What'd he do?

Installed the new phones in the squad room.

We've been set up.

Sweep every inch of this building, twice.

[cell phone rings]

Cragen.

Taru found a fourth mic buried in terri's kitchen landline.

I'll call you back.

Where did these come from?

Bought off the internet Or your friendly neighborhood spy shop.

Picks up phone and room conversations Within reasonable hearing distance, Depending on the background noise.

And transmits how?

Through the phone line.

Are these mics traceable?

I'll run the serial numbers, but don't hold your breath.

Well, then he is all we got.

Yeah, and we've I.D.Ed him off his prints.

Michael garcia, 38--

15 years in the el paso police force, The last three in their tech-support unit.

Do you understand these rights as I've explained them to you?

I know my rights, and I have nothing to say.

Hey, genius.

Every device you planted And every conversation you recorded Equals five years in federal prison.

Buddy, you're up to three decades.

So tell us who you're working for.

Maybe the u.S. Attorney's office will cut you a deal.

Pass.

Ramona and carlos are m*rder*d.

New phones get installed here next day.

By someone who knew we caught the case.

And wanted to make sure we weren't getting too close to their heroin.

The gulf cartel actively recruits Rogue texas cops.

They must have hired the guy to bug the place.

They could hear every damn word we said.

Including that we were on to their shipment.

Cartel warned rojas.

That's how they made us at the airport.

How does terri banes connect to all this?

When I find out, I'll call you.

I mean, she's got to be part of the cartel, Which makes her my problem now.

Well, in our books, Terri banes is a suspect in a double homicide.

And you guys have done a great job.

We'll track her down.

If she's involved, I'll turn her over to you.

If she's involved?

Her DNA's all over the truck.

We'll handle it.

Nah, I'll tell you what.

We can handle it.

Take it easy.

The cartel bugged your phones.

Do you see the reach these people have?

Are you getting it now?

I'll take the wiretapper too.

Garcia's all yours.

So that's it?

Big shot fed pats us on the head, We're supposed to bend over and take it?

Go home, both of you.

Hey, what's your problem?

Porter's not gonna tell us d*ck.

He's kept us in the loop.

Yeah, until he didn't.

He wants to cut us out so he can get to terri before we do.

No way.

Come on.

You with me?

What, you think I'm misreading porter?

Don't go to terri's.

Whose side are you on?

I mean pull over.

Terri's on the move.

Can't blame her for not trusting the phones.

She was gone when taru found the bugs.

How'd she know?

That's a good point.

She never even spoke.

She didn't put the phone to her mouth.

So why is she wiping off prints?

Let's ask her at the next stop.

So she lives on the east side.

She drives 40 blocks north to buy groceries On the west side?

Stay here in case she comes out.

Gracias.

No hay de que.

It's a drop.

She switched carts with a guy.

He has the bag.

I'll get terri.

Terri.

Terri's going out the back exit!

Grab the guy with the bag.

I'll get her.

Move!

Out of my way!

Excuse me.

No?

Ramona's breast implants.

I lost terri.

Look in the bag.

I bet he knows where she's going.

Yeah, the patron saint of b.S.

Two hours in there and nothing?

Nothing off his prints, Wasn't carrying I.D., Won't tell us his name.

It's like he doesn't exist.

He's not gonna lead us to terri.

Well, put him in the cage, head over to taru.

Morales has something, wants to stay off the phones.

The call terri made from that pay phone went to a pager.

Traceable?

Disposable, afraid not.

Well, is that what's so top secret?

No, lab found this sealed in waterproof packaging Inside your breast implant.

A sim card?

Yeah, from a smartphone.

I've already cloned it.

And something on this is worth murdering two people for?

It's a text message.

"see you at the museum at 5:00."

It's actually in code, embedded in the dots Of the colon and the period.

Looks like a binary sequence.

That's what I thought, until I realized The number groups correspond with the numbers And the letters of the alphabet.

Alberto san miguel, Jovellar y espada.

Juanita perret, clavel 906.

Carlos ruiz, flores 854.

Contact information.

Names, addresses, phone numbers.

In what country?

[footsteps approaching]

I told you to stay out of this.

You just in the neighborhood, or you following us?

This is a warrant For any and all evidence recovered in the m*rder Of ramona rodriguez.

Signed by a federal judge.

This is all I got.

What the hell's going on?

It's not your concern.

I'm telling you for the last time, Back off.

Now I get it.

Get what?

Get what?

When I examined the bugs in your squad room phones, The serial numbers were sanded off.

It bothered me, because normally the cartel Wouldn't take the time to remove them.

But it's standard procedure for the fbi.

You're telling us porter was bugging our phones?

But we removed them before he found you here.

That son of a bitch Has had us under visual surveillance.

Phone guy was working for porter.

He concocted the whole story about the cartel k*lling ramona and carlos.

That rat bastard knew all along That terri m*rder*d ramona to stop her From smuggling the sim card to mexico.

So why was terri trying to get that card Over to the guy in the supermarket?

Let's go ask him.

Good luck.

He's been sprung.

By who?

Patron saint of diplomatic immunity--

The state department.

And guess who's getting paid 61 grand a year By a company that only exists on paper?

Terri banes.

You're saying terri's employer's a front company?

Not just a company, the company.

She works for the cia?

$61,000 a year is what a mid-level analyst makes.

She's a spook all right, but she's spying on us.

For who?

Cuba.

The names on that sim card are probably american agents Stationed there that she was gonna give up To the cubans.

Wait a minute.

Where do you get cuba?

You found a shortwave radio in her apartment, right?

That's how cuban spies all over the world Get their instructions from the mother ship.

They also send coded messages to pagers from pay phones And make drops using the old shopping-cart switcheroo Just like terri.

Why would she give ramona classified information To smuggle in her implants when she barely knew her?

More lies.

They both graduated laredo high, class of '98.

That's why porter bugged us.

He wanted to know if we were getting close To terri's secret.

Or terri.

Million bucks says he knows where she is.

Wow.

Thanks for the invite.

I'm glad you accepted.

Come in.

You look great.

Thank you.

Hey, this place looks great too.

Last time I was here was--

Was under very different circumstances.

You sure you don't want to go out?

You know, I never get to cook for anyone, So if you don't mind...

Make yourself comfortable, And I'll get us something to drink.

What's taking so long?

He needs to be closer for the software to transfer.

Okay, here we go.

One more second, and we're in.

[cell phone beeping]

Everything okay?

It's weird.

Checking my phone, and my bluetooth suddenly kicked in.

Really?

What, are you gonna twitter this or something?

How about you put that away?

Cheers.

Cheers.

[beeping]

Software's uploaded.

Let's see if it works.

You're a lot more relaxed than you were yesterday.

Thanks to you.

My caseload is two bodies lighter.

Look, I'm sorry if I stepped on your toes.

Is that what this is about, an apology?

No.

You helped me out of that mess with my brother.

You saved my life three days ago.

And I think that it's time That I properly thanked you.

We're good.

Do it.

[dialing]

[cell phone rings]

Don't answer it.

I have to.

That's cragen's ringtone.

[sighs]

Yes, captain?

Hang on.

Sorry.

Go ahead.

We've got a line on terri.

I'm on my way.

Let me guess.

It's a r*pe-m*rder in chelsea.

I got to go.

I'm so sorry.

Me too.

Rain check?

Rain check.

Sorry.

He's gone.

Did he hear cragen say terri's name?

I hope so.

I had the volume maxed out.

He did.

Software I put in his phone Sends me ever number he calls with the address, And he just dialed a landline at the midtown manor hotel.

To warn terri.

Police!

Let me see your hands.

Don't sh**t.

I'm not armed.

You're under arrest For the murders of ramona rodriguez And carlos martinez.

No, I'm not a k*ller.

You m*rder*d both of them.

You carved her up to steal the sim card.

We know everything, terri.

The names on that card belong to american spies in cuba, Who you were gonna sell out.

Crying's not gonna save you.

You're a traitor.

No.

You have it all wrong.

You're a liar.

Ramona was gonna get that card to cuban intelligence.

No, to the cuban resistance.

What does the cuban resistance need With the names of american agents?

So they can feed intelligence back to the u.S.

Why didn't you take the card yourself?

Because I'm an analyst at the cia's cuban desk.

If the cubans knew I was there, They would have k*lled me.

So you were gonna get your old high-school friend To do your dirty work for you?

She already had experience as a drug mule.

No, no, no, I didn't know that about her, okay?

Ramona, she came to visit me in the city.

She said she had business.

I had no idea it was the cartel's business.

So you ask your friend to be a spy, And we're expected to believe this?

Ramona wanted breast implants, all right?

And that's how I got the idea.

I offered her $50,000 plus the surgery paid in full To put the sim card in the implants...

And smuggle it to cuba.

She jumped at the chance.

How the hell did it turn into that?

How'd that happen?

Because she started to blackmail me, And she asked me for more money.

I told her there wasn't any, and she didn't care.

She said, "what are you gonna do, cut 'em out of me?"

So you did.

I had no choice.

If the cubans would have gotten that card, They would have k*lled our agents, And an entire intelligence network Would have been compromised.

But ramona-- ramona didn't care.

All she cared about was the money.

So that night...

I followed her.

Look, I had to, okay?

I had no choice.

You had people's lives in your hands, And you entrusted them to some flake?

I would have trusted ramona with my life.

She wasn't just some friend.

She was my cousin.

We were like--

We were like sisters.

But then she got involved in dr*gs, And she changed, and...

I loved her.

I really did.

I loved her.

All right, the guy at the supermarket, who's he, Plan "b"?

No, he was a cuban attache Stationed at their east side mission.

He's a double agent.

I knew he could get the information Back to the resistance.

How much of this did dean porter know?

Everything.

After I k*lled ramona and the boy, I called him, and he told me to stage the bodies And hang ramona's underwear up.

Terri, shut your mouth.

It's too late.

You prick.

Terri, let's go.

You're not going anywhere.

Dean porter, you're under arrest For accessory to m*rder.

No, he's not.

Captain--

He is leaving with miss banes.

There's a stairwell down to the alley behind the precinct.

She'll be waiting for you down there.

You're letting her walk?

It's out of our hands.

Take her downstairs.

Captain, she m*rder*d two people in cold blood.

I just got an order, Same one I'm giving you.

Let 'em go.

You heard him.

Go to hell.

Terri, come on.

I'm sorry.

Is she lying, dean?

Or did you help cover up two murders?

This is a matter of national security.

It's m*rder.

She did what she had to do.

Just like you did with manuel rojas?

He had a g*n to your head.

Is that why you shot him?

Or was it to stop him from telling us the truth, Which all leads back to you?

No matter what I tell you, you're never gonna believe me.

I trusted you.

Why didn't you tell me?

Why didn't you trust me?

Our feelings don't matter.