10x04 - The Last Street in Manhattan
Posted: 01/24/23 11:23
In new York city's w*r on crime
the worst criminal
offenders are pursued
by the detectives of
the Major Case Squad.
These are their stories.
- Medina Stavro, 31,
brunette.
She's a pediatrician
at mt. Sinai.
She's the niece
of Nicholas Stavro.
Of course, you know
the Greek shipping family.
- Hmm. No sports
in her background, huh?
- Oh, she's very athletic.
David, look at those eyes.
- Mm. Not feeling it,
Steph.
- Andrea stiles.
She modeled in paris.
She has a PHD from Yale.
She teaches French lit
at Columbia...
And look at her.
- Does she have a lazy eye?
- David,
you are paying me $200,000
for my services.
Now, let's do one more
meet and greet,
and see how it goes.
And then you can
go back to doing
what or whomever you're doing.
- Okay.
Okay, Stephanie.
Good boy.
- But is there such a thing
as too perfect?
- No!
Let's hope that
you feel it with Andrea.
And by the way, she has
an I.Q. Of 175.
You better brush up
on your proust.
- If you don't want to go
to code-
the city's not gonna
let us go code,
so it's gonna be-
the operation's gonna be-
- how you doing, Shawn?
- Hey, Mr. Driscoll-
You ratted me out
to this guy?
- What-
jeez, what are you
talking about?
- You're a snitch.
- What?
- Take it easy, dad.
- I'm a bookie.
I'm not a snitch.
Why the hell would
Jack Driscoll
do something like that
to me?
- Hey, have you eaten?
What?
- You look just like
your mother, God rest her soul.
You know, life is
essentially a cheat,
and its conditions are
those of defeat.
- Let me guess...
F. Scott Fitzgerald.
- Mmm.
That's my girl.
- So you hit it big
on wall street,
and you know your way
around a proust novel.
I'm impressed.
- What if I'm
a serial k*ller?
- Well, you take the good
with the bad.
You're not into this,
are you?
- No, no, you're great.
I'm just-I'm a little-
- David. Hi.
Nice to see you.
- Nicki.
- Did he get to the part
about his quest
to discover his
spiritual identity yet?
- Uh, no, I'm afraid not.
- I don't usually bust that out
until dessert, so...
Seriously?
- It's undignified, I know.
But I don't care anymore.
I'm on to the next, David.
We're done.
- I'm happy for you.
- Thank you for dinner.
- I'm sorry about
all that.
- You've got things
on your mind.
I'm around
if you get them off.
- Thanks.
I live close,
so I'm gonna walk.
There you go, pal.
I know what you're doing,
Skinner, I do.
And you're a deman!
Learn how to drive!
Black male, 40.
Business card says
he was the CEO
an investment bank.
Took two to the chest.
Looks like a 38.
Time of death around
11:30 P.M.
- Witnesses?
- None so far.
sh**t wasn't in range
of any of the surveillance cams.
- There's no signs of struggle.
No scratches, no scrapes.
His tie is still
nice and tight.
- The sh**t took the cash,
left the wallet
and the credit cards.
- He's got two
in the chest.
It's personal.
It's not a pro.
- Maybe our sh**t
resisted the robbery,
but I don't see it.
- Silk tie, Italian shoes,
custom suit.
- Another master of the universe
goes down,
hence major case.
- No wedding ring.
The only thing missing
from the perfect
investment banker profile
is an expensive timepiece.
This is
a department store watch.
Under $80.
Tan line. Discoloration...
It's square.
The watch he's wearing
is round-faced.
- Until recently, he was
wearing a different watch.
- So he's on the street,
it's late night.
sh**t takes cash
from the wallet,
leaves the wallet to make it
look like a robbery.
I think our guy here
was ambushed.
- Last night, David had dinner
at le chat blanc.
- Do you know who with?
- It was personal.
He mostly kept
his private life to himself.
- Who did he work
most closely with?
- Aston Skinner.
He was David's number two.
But he's out of the office,
traveling.
- David kellen,
"the merger king."
It's a competitive
environment.
Is there any reason
to think
that the k*lling had something
to do with his work?
- No.
- You said he kept
his private life private.
Do you know anything
about girlfriends, lovers?
- He never shared
that stuff with me.
But over the last
few months,
he was acting different.
- Different how?
- He wasn't putting in
those 20-hour days.
He seemed happy.
- Study guide to proust.
- He brought it in
to work yesterday.
Didn't say why.
- I tried proust in college.
I gave up after
the first million pages.
- It picks up after
the second million pages.
- Mr. kellen,
he was here with a woman,
like always.
- Any idea who she was?
- No. Stunning.
Model-gorgeous.
Early 30s.
Her legs went on forever.
Good to be rich.
- Unless, of course,
you're dead.
- Right. Sorry.
- Aside from legs
that go on forever,
do you remember
anything else?
Name? Accent? Scars?
- As they were walking out,
I think I heard him
call her "doctor."
She said something to him
in French.
I'm rusty, but I think it was
"le temps recherche."
- Le temps retrouve?
Marcel proust-
"the past recaptured."
- Yes, that's what she said.
- Okay, thanks.
David's number two,
Aston Skinner,
he's back in town.
- I zipped back from southampton
the minute I heard.
- You were in southampton
last night?
- Yes.
- David's last call
was to you at 11:29 p.M.
- You know that we can recover
deleted messages, right?
- And obstructing a m*rder
investigation is a felony.
- Yes, David called me.
He was upset.
He said that I was
a dead man.
- A dead man?
- Yeah. Sounds ominous,
I know,
but it's just David
being David.
He liked to talk
like a tough guy.
- Can you elaborate?
- He thought I was
in southampton
meeting his top client,
trying to develop
my own personal relationship.
He got pissed, he left
that ridiculous message.
- And what were you doing
in southampton?
- No, I was meeting
his top client,
trying to develop my own
personal relationship.
- So you weren't friends.
- We...Respected each other.
We made a lot
of money together.
Just last week we closed
a $34 billion acquisition
of salton foods.
- Congrats.
Was he dating someone?
A doctor, maybe?
- We only talked shop.
- Now that David's dead,
I imagine that you've
positioned yourself
fairly well.
- Well, it's bittersweet,
of course,
but I've been named CEO.
The board made
their decision this morning.
- According to the journal,
David kellen grew up
on staten island.
Father hauled trash,
his mother worked
at a local diner.
- He's a rich man.
He thinks he needs a woman
with an a-list resume.
- Got the warrant.
Found what you were looking for
in David kellen's
dresser drawer.
- Thanks, detective.
Investment-grade.
60 grand, right?
Square face.
Looks like it would match
the tan line on his wrist.
- It's still in working order.
He made a choice
to wear the cheapie.
- David kellen was a star.
The CEOs of major
investment banks are worried
that this is a calculated
attack on bankers.
- Unlikely.
He was on a date
with a woman
he identified as "doctor."
- A female doctor
in new York?
There are 13 hospitals
in Manhattan alone.
- She quoted him
a line in French-
le temps retrouve.
A section in proust's novel.
Maybe she has a doctorate
in education, not medicine.
- And how many French lit
professors have perfect legs?
- We only had one date,
so I don't know much about him.
But I could tell his mind
was somewhere else.
- How did you meet?
- Through a dating
consultant.
- A matchmaker for rich guys?
- Something like that.
It's called the swan club.
A friend told me about
this woman who works
with accomplished men.
But it's all
very professional.
I had to interview three times
before I was accepted.
- The sh**ting's been
on the news, in the papers.
Why didn't you come forward?
- I was worried about
the attention.
I didn't want people to know
I used a matchmaker.
It's embarrassing.
It makes me look like
I'm only interested
in dating rich men.
- You said his mind was
somewhere else.
Do you know where?
- I don't know.
But the highlight was definitely
his ex-girlfriend
stopping by our table.
- What'd she say?
- She made a joke about him
pretending to be spiritual,
or something like that.
She even followed him
into the bathroom.
- The swan club is
a high-Echelon marriage broker.
Clients pay an annual retainer
of $200,000,
and if a client marries
one of my girls,
I get a $500,000
success fee.
Some people think
it's unseemly,
but why shouldn't
your soul mate be vetted
by a professional?
- Because it's soulless?
- How many women did you
introduce David to?
- Oh, a dozen or so
over the last year.
And every one of them
amazing.
- "Came from humble roots."
How do you deal with those
Ivy league runway models-
you know, with their doctorates
and their trust funds?
- When it came to women,
poor David was strange.
He always complained that
he didn't feel it.
His longest relationship,
by far, was with Nikki vansen.
It was three months.
She was shocked
when he broke it off.
He didn't explain why.
- Okay, uh, thank you,
Ms. Miller.
- Oh, well,
you're very, very welcome.
You know, if you're ever
in the market for a date,
I'd be happy to put you
in our database.
- Oh...
- Sorry, he can't afford
your meat market.
- 12 pieces?
They said 14. What is this?
Come on, I thought you were
gonna bring the same as before.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
It's okay, guys.
- We need to talk.
- Sure.
- My dad had absolutely nothing
to do with this!
And you go beat him up?
- So it was you.
- Yeah, it was me.
- You know, you've been
going to bat
for that welcher father of yours
since your mom died.
- Yeah. And you've been
bleeding him this whole time.
- Look, I swear
on my children's lives
I had nothing to do
with this.
- I saw David.
Had dinner at le chat blanc
with a friend,
and we bumped into
each other.
- Did you talk to him?
- No, not really.
Just said hi-could you not
talk to the actors, please?
We gotta move.
- And after dinner?
- I went home around 10:30.
- Was there a specific reason
you two broke up?
- Frankly, I'm too busy
making this movie for universal,
and he was too busy
making deals in London.
It goes that way sometimes.
Looks like
our next shot's up.
I hope I've been helpful,
detectives.
- You have. No, you have.
Except for the lie.
His date Andrea told us
you followed David
into the bathroom.
- Can anyone confirm
you were home at 10:30?
- Yes, someone can confirm
I was home at 10:30.
- Who?
- My boyfriend.
- New boyfriend already?
- Swim fast or die.
- What's his name?
- Aston Skinner.
David's number two.
You told us you
took your boss's job,
but you didn't bother
to tell us
you also merged
with his girlfriend.
- Oh, I didn't realize
I had an obligation
to disclose the names
of my sexual partners.
- You do when she's
the angry ex
and you're taking over
the dead guy's office.
- I can assure you
that I didn't k*ll David Kellen.
- And you're sure that
you weren't a little bit upset
over David trying
to fire you?
I subpoenaed
your general counsel.
They told me that
David tried to have you fired
over the salton food merger
- our accounting department
alerted David
to possible insider trading
on the salton merger.
He accused me
of being the leak.
- Were you?
- Of course not.
The trade in question
is nothing...$70,000.
When David tried to boot me,
the board told him to shove it,
gave me a new deal.
I had no reason
to k*ll him.
- So who wanted to hurt David?
- Everybody on his rolodex?
Look, David printed money
when he made these deals.
But if anybody messed
with him,
lied, tried to cheat him,
he pushed back. Hard.
As I said,
he liked to talk tough.
- I'll have a forensic
accountant
check the principals'
trading activity
in the salton foods deal.
- Skinner snatches
David's job and girlfriend
in one fell swoop.
He got the job because
he was number two,
but how'd he get the girl?
- No, I do not set up
one client
with another client's
castoffs.
Nikki met Aston Skinner
while she was in a relationship
with David.
And when David dropped her,
she gravitated to Aston.
- So competition
between he and David
was fierce on every level.
- And either way, you collect
the 500k matrimonial bonus.
- What can I say?
I've always been a romantic.
- You've established
a very clear motive
as to why Skinner would have
k*lled David Kellen.
Love and money.
- You're not getting it.
Aston and David were not
in competition for women.
David was not interested
in Nikki.
She told me that he dumped her
for someone else.
- She say who?
- Uh, some teacher
in inwood.
- We met at Louie's
charcoal pit diner.
I had a client on the hill,
where the rich people live.
He came in.
I was at the counter,
talking to my friend Sally,
and we just, uh...
Connected.
- Vanessa,
you live in inwood.
- 218th street.
- Last street in Manhattan...
Where the Hudson meets
the east river.
- How long did
you and David date?
- Uh, two months.
I think I was
too ordinary for him.
- When was the last time
you saw him?
- A week or two
before he died.
He took me out for coffee,
said it wasn't gonna work out.
- That must have been
tough to take.
A guy with that kind
of money.
- Well, I didn't get
the cover of vogue.
I'm a regular girl.
- And he was a regular guy
from staten island.
- Was that the attraction
for him?
- Probably.
But that faded fast,
I think.
I'm just-
I'm sad he's dead.
- Where were you the night
David was k*lled?
- Working in my father's bar.
Check the cameras
if you want.
- Okay. Thanks, Vanessa.
- Thanks.
Does it feel weird
to be home?
- I went to school here.
It's smaller
than I remember.
- Here's my plan. I'm gonna
knock out that back wall.
That'll double
the size of this place.
Be able to do weddings,
wakes-
maybe even a black-tie gala.
- Nice.
- Was your daughter
working here
the night of the 24th?
- Yeah. My daughter works here
every night but Sunday.
- Is there some surveillance
footage we could look at?
- Joanne called.
She just quit.
- You got glaucoma?
You see I'm talking
with the detectives?
Sorry about that.
- It's tough running
a business.
- Yeah, tell me about it.
- You running a little book
to make ends meet?
You're lucky we're not vice.
- You know, this renovation's
gonna take a lot of dough.
How 'bout I show you
that video, huh?
Come on.
Terrible thing about
that guy getting k*lled.
Vanessa told me
she was involved with somebody,
but she never mentioned
anything
about him having
any dough.
- No mention?
- Come on.
What's the chances of a girl
telling her dad anything
about a guy she's seeing
until he slips a ring
on her finger?
But she seemed,
you know, happy.
- How did she react when
she heard David was dead?
- She was devastated.
But I told her pray for him
and move on.
Show friendship for a man
when he's alive,
not after he's dead.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald.
- Yeah.
I knew I liked you.
- What do we know about
the teacher from inwood?
- Worked at her father's bar
until 1:30 A.M.
The night of the m*rder.
We saw videotape.
And architectural drawings
of his new
live-music venue...
Supper club.
- Bless the dreamers.
Who else is in the mix?
- Ask me, the leader
in the clubhouse
is Aston Skinner.
He alibis out in the Hamptons,
but it's not hard
to hire a sh**t
with his kind of dough.
- Got a holler
from midtown north.
Some square-John citizen says
that he saw who shot
David Kellen.
- So, Mr. connelley, you ided
the sh**t as female.
Recognize any of these women
as the person you saw?
Her.
You're sure?
Not sure...Positive.
Our witness said
he saw you under the awning
of the remsen building
on little W. 12th street.
a 38.
The same caliber used
to k*ll David Kellen.
- That's insane.
- He I.D.Ed your picture.
- I don't even own a g*n!
- You despised David
for breaking up with you.
You were at the same restaurant
the night of the m*rder.
Yes, I was.
- And the problem with Aston's
alibi for your whereabouts
is that he was
in southampton that night.
- Okay, I lied.
I was embarrassed I went
to the restaurant.
But I didn't k*ll him.
- Fine.
So you're innocent.
Who, other than you and Aston,
had a motive to k*ll David?
- That girl from inwood...
Vanessa...
Whatever her name is.
- Why would Vanessa
do that?
- A) Because she's white trash.
B) Because he dumped her,
just like he dumped me.
- She hates him, but I
don't think she k*lled him.
- You say David leveled
an insider-trading allegation
against her new boyfriend
for the salton foods deal.
So you got motive.
And opportunity, she stalked him
to the restaurant.
- Her version of revenge
is raising a ruckus in public,
shacking up with Skinner...
Not sh**ting a guy
on little west 12th.
Which casts doubt on
our witness, Mr. connelley.
- When a witness seems
too good to be true,
he usually is.
- Michael connelley.
Grew up in the bronx.
Lives on the upper east side.
Married. Sells software
for some tech company
based in palo alto.
- Jacket?
- Clean as a whistle.
- Sounds pretty honest
for someone
who waited two days to tell
the truth about a m*rder.
Any connection
to Vanessa?
- Nothing obvious, anyway.
But he is connected to Inwood.
- Really?
- His brother Greg lives there.
Bunch of junkie busts.
Contacted narcotics.
I'll dig up more.
- Maybe Mr. squeaky clean
is doing his brother
or someone his brother owes
a favor.
- Either way,
all roads lead uptown.
- Hey.
What's the matter, angel?
- I never wanted him
to die.
- What does that
got to do with you?
- Nothing.
- Sweetie, David Kellen was
from a different world. Hmm?
My advice to you is...
Stick to home.
This way you don't get hurt.
Hmm?
- Mm-hmm.
- Gotta go.
- This place used to be called
Mr. k's.
Cherry popsicles were
a quarter.
And Danny quinlan dumped me
right there in front of moran's.
- Not for being ordinary.
- For kissing Nick Farrell
at recess.
- Ooh, lucky Nicky!
- Michael connelley-
I've never heard of him.
- What about his brother Greg?
He lives two blocks away
from you.
- No. Why?
- Well, Michael said he saw
who shot David.
But now,
both Michael connelley
and his brother Greg
are in the wind.
- Yeah, I told you,
I don't know them.
- Kinda weird that
the brother of a guy
who lives two blocks away
I.D.S the sh**t...
- A woman who also
dated David.
He dumped you
for being regular.
Which is really just
another way of saying
white trash from inwood.
- Well, I gotta go.
Happy hour starts
in 30 minutes.
- What was your prize
out the door?
A tee shirt that said
"I got dumped
by a master of the universe"?
- Hmm. Well, you've clearly
been hurt by men.
- This is not about me.
- Listen,
David was a good man.
Kind and decent.
And you're not gonna get me
to crap on his memory.
I'm done talking.
- She had a chance
to bag on him, and she didn't.
- Even more,
she defended him.
- She's talking about
how great he is.
Did you notice she didn't ask
any questions about the m*rder?
She knows more
than she's letting on.
- Eames.
Okay, thanks.
They found our witness,
Michael Connelley.
Someone shot him
execution style,
dumped him in the river
at tubby hook.
Abrasions make me think
they chained him,
but his body slipped loose,
and he floated.
Tubby hook's the harbor
at inwood.
There's no place
like home.
Checked with Inwood Division.
Michael Connelley's brother Greg
worked for some lowlife
named Jack Driscoll.
- Jack is listed as a suspect
involved in crimes
like extortion,
loan sharking, and m*rder.
- Finally, a suspect I like.
Bring him in, have a chat.
- I don't know anyone
named David Kellen.
Wall street...
The farthest south I go
is Washington heights.
- You know Shawn colway?
- Yeah.
Of course. An old pal.
He owns a bar.
- Runs a little book
on the side.
- Yeah. That's inwood.
- Maybe he got in a jam,
you lent him some money.
- There's rapists and K*llers
out there
who would love to know
that a friendly loan
qualifies as major case.
Besides, he settled up.
- It's major case
because David Kellen
took two in the chest
on little w. 12th street.
- Oh, yeah.
I heard about that.
- Did you know that
Shawn colway's daughter
was dating him?
- Vanessa?
- Mm-hmm.
- Get out.
- No, they were lovers.
- Wow. Well, good for her.
Better the merger king
than Vinnie scrivarni from 215.
- So you don't know Kellen,
but you know that
he was called "the merger king"?
- Yeah. I can read,
detective.
It's in the poevery day.
- Right.
Right.
Good.
You know, I saw
that you've invested
in legitimate businesses.
You know, garbage hauling,
trucking, meat packing.
You know, it's funny
how guys in those fields,
they get tagged
with the ugly stuff
like extortion, loan sharking,
you know.
I don't think it's fair.
- Yeah, I agree.
- You're a sophisticated
businessman.
- Very.
- You have an understanding-
mergers, acquisitions.
You know, when it's right
for one company
to take over
another company.
- No, not me.
I stick to betting
the over/under on the jets.
- You bet on stocks?
Salton foods?
We have forensic accountants
looking into an allegation
of insider trading.
- I want my lawyer.
- This guy breathes
douche bag.
- Never spent a day in lockup.
Made him cocky.
- Why didn't you bring up
our dead witness Connelley?
- We think that Driscoll
used him as an alibi,
and then knocked him off
when he thought that
Connelley would admit being
a false witness.
We're working on
a different angle.
- Do tell.
- We need Driscoll's motive
for k*lling David Kellen.
- Jack Driscoll? The name
sounds vaguely familiar.
- Yeah, he's into the game
of loans and protection.
You know, someone-
a guy with expansion dreams
might want to
do business with.
- No, he's into meat.
I'm into booze.
- How much do you owe Driscoll?
- Do you see us standing here?
We're detectives.
You see us? This is
a m*rder investigation.
And you're running book
in this bar.
- 70 grand.
- That's interesting.
'Cause Driscoll told us
you settled up.
- Who's lying, you or him?
- I'm not a snitch.
I'm not saying nothin'.
- It turns out that
he's a drunk, he's a gambler.
You know, she does everything
for him,
he does nothing for her.
He's not a parent.
- You're angry at him.
- Well, the guy's a user!
You know?
He's a piece of-
sorry.
- Don't be.
It's a tell. He presses
a lot of your buttons. Why>
- you think that
he represents my father?
- Do I?
We haven't talked
about your father.
- He's in my file,
isn't he?
- No, not much.
Only that he's deceased.
- Well, then, there's not
much to talk about.
I mean, he's long gone.
You know,
he didn't really father me.
- How do you mean?
- I did some handiwork
around the house
when the husband
wasn't there.
Which was often.
- Nothing. It's just...
He would go away,
which was often.
And when he was around,
he was a charming man.
Loved a good time.
- How so?
- He used to take me
to ball games, hockey.
- Sounds like fun.
- Didn't actually
take me to games.
He took me
to this woman's house.
Maggie's-
to her apartment.
You know,
I would watch the game
in front of a big
color tv,
and he would, you know-
he would go into the bedroom
with her.
I remember the first time
that he took me there.
On the way back,
he stopped to buy us some ices.
And he told me,
"let's just keep this
between us men, okay, Bobby?"
- He had you cover for him?
- Yeah.
- Do you remember how
that felt?
- Lying to my mother?
I got used to it.
- Okay.
How does it feel now?
- Well, uh...
My father taught me
an important lesson.
Everybody lies
all the time.
- You don't really
believe that.
- I do!
It's one of those
early survival skills.
It serves me well
in my ]Ork.
- Actually, in your work,
some people lie,
and some people don't.
And you figure out
who's who.
- No, I try.
And sometimes I believe people,
even though
they could be lying.
- Your work isn't
the only place
that you've applied
this lesson, is it?
- I mean,
do you ever get tired
of asking questions that
you know the answer to?
- I'm sure we both do.
- Then say what you mean.
- Okay. Okay.
When you tell yourself
everyone lies,
that includes me.
You're letting me know
that you can't trust me,
that i lie to you.
And you're putting
a distance between us.
You may be right about me.
I hope you're not.
But either way,
we both know
it isn't the first time
that you've placed this rule
around an intimate
relationship.
- Thank you for your help,
Mr. eames.
- Go easy, dad.
- Jack Driscoll.
Hard case.
He once beat a kid to death
with a wrench
in broad daylight.
Middle of the street.
20 people there.
No one saw a thing.
He's a monster.
- But smarter than he looks.
- Just like you, Bobby.
- Eat your sandwich.
- It's amazing you can get
a corned beef sandwich
with all the burrito
stands around.
- Yes, everyone's out
to ruin
the white man's paradise.
- So, Driscoll, he never spent
a day in jail.
- No one snitches.
You know that.
When you know everyone,
you also know
someone they care about.
Driscoll knows everyone
and their half-brother.
- What about you?
- I got my daughter
to protect me.
- I carry a g*n.
- And a badge.
But no grandchildren.
- He has Irish Alzheimer's.
Forgets everything
but the grudges.
- It's good he has you.
- Ye, whatever.
They take care of you
when you're little,
you care for them
when they're old.
Circle of life.
Blah blah blah.
- Uh, I think I know how
the salton foods info
got leaked.
We need to move before
someone else gets k*lled.
- It's my father's bar!
- It's okay. She's his daughter.
- What happened?
Where's my dad?
- Your father was-
- no.
- We think
Jack Driscoll did it.
I'm sorry. I am.
And I'm even sorrier
that we have to do this now,
but you need to answer
some questions.
- The woman David Kellen
went to dinner with
the night that he died...
She told us that his mind
was on something else.
- He did big deals.
Rome, London.
- Yeah, I don't think
his mind was on London.
I think it was on
the last street in Manhattan.
When we found
David's body,
he was wearing a $5,000 suit
and an $80 watch.
Our officers searched
his $12 million pad
and found a $60,000 watch
in his dresser drawer.
Instead, he wore the one
that you got him.
A regular watch
for regular people.
- I really have to go.
- You told us
when he broke up with you,
it was because you were
too ordinary for him.
But you bought him a watch.
- As a parting gift.
- No, I don't think so.
David could have had
any girl he wanted,
but he wanted you.
You never broke up
with him, did you?
- Uh, he said...
The summer he was 14...
He got all these seeds
from the burpee seed company,
and he went door to door
selling seeds
so he could
buy himself a watch.
Can you imagine...
Staten island covered
in marigolds?
He got the watch, and
he lost the thing a year later.
I love that story.
So I got him a new one.
I don't think
that's a crime.
- Vanessa, we need to talk
about your dad.
With all due respect,
he was a...A dreamer.
He had big thoughts.
Jay gatsby big.
He wanted to open
a night club.
You know,
have black-tie galas.
It's a curse to have
that many ideas.
You need to take action.
- And action takes money,
which he never had.
So he had to borrow it.
- Which gets complicated
when you borrow
from a guy like
Jack Driscoll
at seven points a week.
Now, most people would run
from that...Complexity.
Not you.
- My-
my mom died when I was 11.
Dad was the only parent
I had.
- You were the parent,
weren't you?
I mean, you made sure
that he got up on time.
You paid his overdue bills,
bought his groceries.
- He needed me.
- And how much did he need
this time, 70 grand?
I mean, that's chicken feed
for a guy like David Kellen.
He could peel that off
like I could peel off a fiver
for a cup of coffee.
You weren't gonna ask him
for money.
You wouldn't do that,
would you?
'Cause you didn't love David
for his money.
And you didn't want to
compromise the relionship
to make him think
you did.
But at the same time,
you didn't want
your father's kneecaps
to be broken either.
- We subpoenaed
Driscoll's phone records.
A call was recorded
from your cell to his
the week before
David's hedge fund
acquired salton foods.
- Is that how you paid back
the 70 grand your dad owed?
- My dad had nothing
to do with this.
- No, you fixed things
behind his back.
That's what it was like
growing up
and having to be the parent.
- Did you overhear
phone conversations
while you were together?
See documents laying around?
- It's barely illegal.
Just a stupid stock trade.
Rich guys do it
all the time.
Why couldn't you do it...
Just once...
Just to save you father's life?
- I was so naive to think
it would be a one-time thing.
I should have known that
Driscoll was gonna see David
as a golden goose.
- And you betrayed the man
who loved you.
- I know!
- He picked you over all
the so-called
extraordinary women.
- I, um-
I called Driscoll, and
I told him about salton foods.
I know it was wrong
to do that.
- Oh, I see, you confessed.
You told him
you jeopardized his career
to get your father
out of a jam.
- Yes.
I'm the one that told David,
not my dad.
I'm the snitch.
You see?
- I do.
And David forgave you.
But he wasn't gonna let you
fight this on your own.
He's not the type,
you know.
He threatens to make dead men
out of his business rivals.
To a thug
who threatens his girl,
he's gonna come on
pretty hard.
So he unloaded
his tough talk on Driscoll,
and Driscoll put two
in his chest.
- I'm the reason
David's dead.
- No, no.
You didn't k*ll David.
Jack Driscoll k*lled David.
- Tell me what
you need me to do.
- There's something
we have to tell you.
We hated doing something
like this,
but I'm from inwood too,
and we knew there was
only one way
to get you
to tell the truth.
- Dad?
Dad.
- Come on. It's all right.
I'm okay.
I'm okay.
- Daddy.
- Mm.
- She tried to save
her father's life,
and it cost David his.
- Show me a hero and
I'll write you a tragedy.
Fitzgerald.
the worst criminal
offenders are pursued
by the detectives of
the Major Case Squad.
These are their stories.
- Medina Stavro, 31,
brunette.
She's a pediatrician
at mt. Sinai.
She's the niece
of Nicholas Stavro.
Of course, you know
the Greek shipping family.
- Hmm. No sports
in her background, huh?
- Oh, she's very athletic.
David, look at those eyes.
- Mm. Not feeling it,
Steph.
- Andrea stiles.
She modeled in paris.
She has a PHD from Yale.
She teaches French lit
at Columbia...
And look at her.
- Does she have a lazy eye?
- David,
you are paying me $200,000
for my services.
Now, let's do one more
meet and greet,
and see how it goes.
And then you can
go back to doing
what or whomever you're doing.
- Okay.
Okay, Stephanie.
Good boy.
- But is there such a thing
as too perfect?
- No!
Let's hope that
you feel it with Andrea.
And by the way, she has
an I.Q. Of 175.
You better brush up
on your proust.
- If you don't want to go
to code-
the city's not gonna
let us go code,
so it's gonna be-
the operation's gonna be-
- how you doing, Shawn?
- Hey, Mr. Driscoll-
You ratted me out
to this guy?
- What-
jeez, what are you
talking about?
- You're a snitch.
- What?
- Take it easy, dad.
- I'm a bookie.
I'm not a snitch.
Why the hell would
Jack Driscoll
do something like that
to me?
- Hey, have you eaten?
What?
- You look just like
your mother, God rest her soul.
You know, life is
essentially a cheat,
and its conditions are
those of defeat.
- Let me guess...
F. Scott Fitzgerald.
- Mmm.
That's my girl.
- So you hit it big
on wall street,
and you know your way
around a proust novel.
I'm impressed.
- What if I'm
a serial k*ller?
- Well, you take the good
with the bad.
You're not into this,
are you?
- No, no, you're great.
I'm just-I'm a little-
- David. Hi.
Nice to see you.
- Nicki.
- Did he get to the part
about his quest
to discover his
spiritual identity yet?
- Uh, no, I'm afraid not.
- I don't usually bust that out
until dessert, so...
Seriously?
- It's undignified, I know.
But I don't care anymore.
I'm on to the next, David.
We're done.
- I'm happy for you.
- Thank you for dinner.
- I'm sorry about
all that.
- You've got things
on your mind.
I'm around
if you get them off.
- Thanks.
I live close,
so I'm gonna walk.
There you go, pal.
I know what you're doing,
Skinner, I do.
And you're a deman!
Learn how to drive!
Black male, 40.
Business card says
he was the CEO
an investment bank.
Took two to the chest.
Looks like a 38.
Time of death around
11:30 P.M.
- Witnesses?
- None so far.
sh**t wasn't in range
of any of the surveillance cams.
- There's no signs of struggle.
No scratches, no scrapes.
His tie is still
nice and tight.
- The sh**t took the cash,
left the wallet
and the credit cards.
- He's got two
in the chest.
It's personal.
It's not a pro.
- Maybe our sh**t
resisted the robbery,
but I don't see it.
- Silk tie, Italian shoes,
custom suit.
- Another master of the universe
goes down,
hence major case.
- No wedding ring.
The only thing missing
from the perfect
investment banker profile
is an expensive timepiece.
This is
a department store watch.
Under $80.
Tan line. Discoloration...
It's square.
The watch he's wearing
is round-faced.
- Until recently, he was
wearing a different watch.
- So he's on the street,
it's late night.
sh**t takes cash
from the wallet,
leaves the wallet to make it
look like a robbery.
I think our guy here
was ambushed.
- Last night, David had dinner
at le chat blanc.
- Do you know who with?
- It was personal.
He mostly kept
his private life to himself.
- Who did he work
most closely with?
- Aston Skinner.
He was David's number two.
But he's out of the office,
traveling.
- David kellen,
"the merger king."
It's a competitive
environment.
Is there any reason
to think
that the k*lling had something
to do with his work?
- No.
- You said he kept
his private life private.
Do you know anything
about girlfriends, lovers?
- He never shared
that stuff with me.
But over the last
few months,
he was acting different.
- Different how?
- He wasn't putting in
those 20-hour days.
He seemed happy.
- Study guide to proust.
- He brought it in
to work yesterday.
Didn't say why.
- I tried proust in college.
I gave up after
the first million pages.
- It picks up after
the second million pages.
- Mr. kellen,
he was here with a woman,
like always.
- Any idea who she was?
- No. Stunning.
Model-gorgeous.
Early 30s.
Her legs went on forever.
Good to be rich.
- Unless, of course,
you're dead.
- Right. Sorry.
- Aside from legs
that go on forever,
do you remember
anything else?
Name? Accent? Scars?
- As they were walking out,
I think I heard him
call her "doctor."
She said something to him
in French.
I'm rusty, but I think it was
"le temps recherche."
- Le temps retrouve?
Marcel proust-
"the past recaptured."
- Yes, that's what she said.
- Okay, thanks.
David's number two,
Aston Skinner,
he's back in town.
- I zipped back from southampton
the minute I heard.
- You were in southampton
last night?
- Yes.
- David's last call
was to you at 11:29 p.M.
- You know that we can recover
deleted messages, right?
- And obstructing a m*rder
investigation is a felony.
- Yes, David called me.
He was upset.
He said that I was
a dead man.
- A dead man?
- Yeah. Sounds ominous,
I know,
but it's just David
being David.
He liked to talk
like a tough guy.
- Can you elaborate?
- He thought I was
in southampton
meeting his top client,
trying to develop
my own personal relationship.
He got pissed, he left
that ridiculous message.
- And what were you doing
in southampton?
- No, I was meeting
his top client,
trying to develop my own
personal relationship.
- So you weren't friends.
- We...Respected each other.
We made a lot
of money together.
Just last week we closed
a $34 billion acquisition
of salton foods.
- Congrats.
Was he dating someone?
A doctor, maybe?
- We only talked shop.
- Now that David's dead,
I imagine that you've
positioned yourself
fairly well.
- Well, it's bittersweet,
of course,
but I've been named CEO.
The board made
their decision this morning.
- According to the journal,
David kellen grew up
on staten island.
Father hauled trash,
his mother worked
at a local diner.
- He's a rich man.
He thinks he needs a woman
with an a-list resume.
- Got the warrant.
Found what you were looking for
in David kellen's
dresser drawer.
- Thanks, detective.
Investment-grade.
60 grand, right?
Square face.
Looks like it would match
the tan line on his wrist.
- It's still in working order.
He made a choice
to wear the cheapie.
- David kellen was a star.
The CEOs of major
investment banks are worried
that this is a calculated
attack on bankers.
- Unlikely.
He was on a date
with a woman
he identified as "doctor."
- A female doctor
in new York?
There are 13 hospitals
in Manhattan alone.
- She quoted him
a line in French-
le temps retrouve.
A section in proust's novel.
Maybe she has a doctorate
in education, not medicine.
- And how many French lit
professors have perfect legs?
- We only had one date,
so I don't know much about him.
But I could tell his mind
was somewhere else.
- How did you meet?
- Through a dating
consultant.
- A matchmaker for rich guys?
- Something like that.
It's called the swan club.
A friend told me about
this woman who works
with accomplished men.
But it's all
very professional.
I had to interview three times
before I was accepted.
- The sh**ting's been
on the news, in the papers.
Why didn't you come forward?
- I was worried about
the attention.
I didn't want people to know
I used a matchmaker.
It's embarrassing.
It makes me look like
I'm only interested
in dating rich men.
- You said his mind was
somewhere else.
Do you know where?
- I don't know.
But the highlight was definitely
his ex-girlfriend
stopping by our table.
- What'd she say?
- She made a joke about him
pretending to be spiritual,
or something like that.
She even followed him
into the bathroom.
- The swan club is
a high-Echelon marriage broker.
Clients pay an annual retainer
of $200,000,
and if a client marries
one of my girls,
I get a $500,000
success fee.
Some people think
it's unseemly,
but why shouldn't
your soul mate be vetted
by a professional?
- Because it's soulless?
- How many women did you
introduce David to?
- Oh, a dozen or so
over the last year.
And every one of them
amazing.
- "Came from humble roots."
How do you deal with those
Ivy league runway models-
you know, with their doctorates
and their trust funds?
- When it came to women,
poor David was strange.
He always complained that
he didn't feel it.
His longest relationship,
by far, was with Nikki vansen.
It was three months.
She was shocked
when he broke it off.
He didn't explain why.
- Okay, uh, thank you,
Ms. Miller.
- Oh, well,
you're very, very welcome.
You know, if you're ever
in the market for a date,
I'd be happy to put you
in our database.
- Oh...
- Sorry, he can't afford
your meat market.
- 12 pieces?
They said 14. What is this?
Come on, I thought you were
gonna bring the same as before.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
It's okay, guys.
- We need to talk.
- Sure.
- My dad had absolutely nothing
to do with this!
And you go beat him up?
- So it was you.
- Yeah, it was me.
- You know, you've been
going to bat
for that welcher father of yours
since your mom died.
- Yeah. And you've been
bleeding him this whole time.
- Look, I swear
on my children's lives
I had nothing to do
with this.
- I saw David.
Had dinner at le chat blanc
with a friend,
and we bumped into
each other.
- Did you talk to him?
- No, not really.
Just said hi-could you not
talk to the actors, please?
We gotta move.
- And after dinner?
- I went home around 10:30.
- Was there a specific reason
you two broke up?
- Frankly, I'm too busy
making this movie for universal,
and he was too busy
making deals in London.
It goes that way sometimes.
Looks like
our next shot's up.
I hope I've been helpful,
detectives.
- You have. No, you have.
Except for the lie.
His date Andrea told us
you followed David
into the bathroom.
- Can anyone confirm
you were home at 10:30?
- Yes, someone can confirm
I was home at 10:30.
- Who?
- My boyfriend.
- New boyfriend already?
- Swim fast or die.
- What's his name?
- Aston Skinner.
David's number two.
You told us you
took your boss's job,
but you didn't bother
to tell us
you also merged
with his girlfriend.
- Oh, I didn't realize
I had an obligation
to disclose the names
of my sexual partners.
- You do when she's
the angry ex
and you're taking over
the dead guy's office.
- I can assure you
that I didn't k*ll David Kellen.
- And you're sure that
you weren't a little bit upset
over David trying
to fire you?
I subpoenaed
your general counsel.
They told me that
David tried to have you fired
over the salton food merger
- our accounting department
alerted David
to possible insider trading
on the salton merger.
He accused me
of being the leak.
- Were you?
- Of course not.
The trade in question
is nothing...$70,000.
When David tried to boot me,
the board told him to shove it,
gave me a new deal.
I had no reason
to k*ll him.
- So who wanted to hurt David?
- Everybody on his rolodex?
Look, David printed money
when he made these deals.
But if anybody messed
with him,
lied, tried to cheat him,
he pushed back. Hard.
As I said,
he liked to talk tough.
- I'll have a forensic
accountant
check the principals'
trading activity
in the salton foods deal.
- Skinner snatches
David's job and girlfriend
in one fell swoop.
He got the job because
he was number two,
but how'd he get the girl?
- No, I do not set up
one client
with another client's
castoffs.
Nikki met Aston Skinner
while she was in a relationship
with David.
And when David dropped her,
she gravitated to Aston.
- So competition
between he and David
was fierce on every level.
- And either way, you collect
the 500k matrimonial bonus.
- What can I say?
I've always been a romantic.
- You've established
a very clear motive
as to why Skinner would have
k*lled David Kellen.
Love and money.
- You're not getting it.
Aston and David were not
in competition for women.
David was not interested
in Nikki.
She told me that he dumped her
for someone else.
- She say who?
- Uh, some teacher
in inwood.
- We met at Louie's
charcoal pit diner.
I had a client on the hill,
where the rich people live.
He came in.
I was at the counter,
talking to my friend Sally,
and we just, uh...
Connected.
- Vanessa,
you live in inwood.
- 218th street.
- Last street in Manhattan...
Where the Hudson meets
the east river.
- How long did
you and David date?
- Uh, two months.
I think I was
too ordinary for him.
- When was the last time
you saw him?
- A week or two
before he died.
He took me out for coffee,
said it wasn't gonna work out.
- That must have been
tough to take.
A guy with that kind
of money.
- Well, I didn't get
the cover of vogue.
I'm a regular girl.
- And he was a regular guy
from staten island.
- Was that the attraction
for him?
- Probably.
But that faded fast,
I think.
I'm just-
I'm sad he's dead.
- Where were you the night
David was k*lled?
- Working in my father's bar.
Check the cameras
if you want.
- Okay. Thanks, Vanessa.
- Thanks.
Does it feel weird
to be home?
- I went to school here.
It's smaller
than I remember.
- Here's my plan. I'm gonna
knock out that back wall.
That'll double
the size of this place.
Be able to do weddings,
wakes-
maybe even a black-tie gala.
- Nice.
- Was your daughter
working here
the night of the 24th?
- Yeah. My daughter works here
every night but Sunday.
- Is there some surveillance
footage we could look at?
- Joanne called.
She just quit.
- You got glaucoma?
You see I'm talking
with the detectives?
Sorry about that.
- It's tough running
a business.
- Yeah, tell me about it.
- You running a little book
to make ends meet?
You're lucky we're not vice.
- You know, this renovation's
gonna take a lot of dough.
How 'bout I show you
that video, huh?
Come on.
Terrible thing about
that guy getting k*lled.
Vanessa told me
she was involved with somebody,
but she never mentioned
anything
about him having
any dough.
- No mention?
- Come on.
What's the chances of a girl
telling her dad anything
about a guy she's seeing
until he slips a ring
on her finger?
But she seemed,
you know, happy.
- How did she react when
she heard David was dead?
- She was devastated.
But I told her pray for him
and move on.
Show friendship for a man
when he's alive,
not after he's dead.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald.
- Yeah.
I knew I liked you.
- What do we know about
the teacher from inwood?
- Worked at her father's bar
until 1:30 A.M.
The night of the m*rder.
We saw videotape.
And architectural drawings
of his new
live-music venue...
Supper club.
- Bless the dreamers.
Who else is in the mix?
- Ask me, the leader
in the clubhouse
is Aston Skinner.
He alibis out in the Hamptons,
but it's not hard
to hire a sh**t
with his kind of dough.
- Got a holler
from midtown north.
Some square-John citizen says
that he saw who shot
David Kellen.
- So, Mr. connelley, you ided
the sh**t as female.
Recognize any of these women
as the person you saw?
Her.
You're sure?
Not sure...Positive.
Our witness said
he saw you under the awning
of the remsen building
on little W. 12th street.
a 38.
The same caliber used
to k*ll David Kellen.
- That's insane.
- He I.D.Ed your picture.
- I don't even own a g*n!
- You despised David
for breaking up with you.
You were at the same restaurant
the night of the m*rder.
Yes, I was.
- And the problem with Aston's
alibi for your whereabouts
is that he was
in southampton that night.
- Okay, I lied.
I was embarrassed I went
to the restaurant.
But I didn't k*ll him.
- Fine.
So you're innocent.
Who, other than you and Aston,
had a motive to k*ll David?
- That girl from inwood...
Vanessa...
Whatever her name is.
- Why would Vanessa
do that?
- A) Because she's white trash.
B) Because he dumped her,
just like he dumped me.
- She hates him, but I
don't think she k*lled him.
- You say David leveled
an insider-trading allegation
against her new boyfriend
for the salton foods deal.
So you got motive.
And opportunity, she stalked him
to the restaurant.
- Her version of revenge
is raising a ruckus in public,
shacking up with Skinner...
Not sh**ting a guy
on little west 12th.
Which casts doubt on
our witness, Mr. connelley.
- When a witness seems
too good to be true,
he usually is.
- Michael connelley.
Grew up in the bronx.
Lives on the upper east side.
Married. Sells software
for some tech company
based in palo alto.
- Jacket?
- Clean as a whistle.
- Sounds pretty honest
for someone
who waited two days to tell
the truth about a m*rder.
Any connection
to Vanessa?
- Nothing obvious, anyway.
But he is connected to Inwood.
- Really?
- His brother Greg lives there.
Bunch of junkie busts.
Contacted narcotics.
I'll dig up more.
- Maybe Mr. squeaky clean
is doing his brother
or someone his brother owes
a favor.
- Either way,
all roads lead uptown.
- Hey.
What's the matter, angel?
- I never wanted him
to die.
- What does that
got to do with you?
- Nothing.
- Sweetie, David Kellen was
from a different world. Hmm?
My advice to you is...
Stick to home.
This way you don't get hurt.
Hmm?
- Mm-hmm.
- Gotta go.
- This place used to be called
Mr. k's.
Cherry popsicles were
a quarter.
And Danny quinlan dumped me
right there in front of moran's.
- Not for being ordinary.
- For kissing Nick Farrell
at recess.
- Ooh, lucky Nicky!
- Michael connelley-
I've never heard of him.
- What about his brother Greg?
He lives two blocks away
from you.
- No. Why?
- Well, Michael said he saw
who shot David.
But now,
both Michael connelley
and his brother Greg
are in the wind.
- Yeah, I told you,
I don't know them.
- Kinda weird that
the brother of a guy
who lives two blocks away
I.D.S the sh**t...
- A woman who also
dated David.
He dumped you
for being regular.
Which is really just
another way of saying
white trash from inwood.
- Well, I gotta go.
Happy hour starts
in 30 minutes.
- What was your prize
out the door?
A tee shirt that said
"I got dumped
by a master of the universe"?
- Hmm. Well, you've clearly
been hurt by men.
- This is not about me.
- Listen,
David was a good man.
Kind and decent.
And you're not gonna get me
to crap on his memory.
I'm done talking.
- She had a chance
to bag on him, and she didn't.
- Even more,
she defended him.
- She's talking about
how great he is.
Did you notice she didn't ask
any questions about the m*rder?
She knows more
than she's letting on.
- Eames.
Okay, thanks.
They found our witness,
Michael Connelley.
Someone shot him
execution style,
dumped him in the river
at tubby hook.
Abrasions make me think
they chained him,
but his body slipped loose,
and he floated.
Tubby hook's the harbor
at inwood.
There's no place
like home.
Checked with Inwood Division.
Michael Connelley's brother Greg
worked for some lowlife
named Jack Driscoll.
- Jack is listed as a suspect
involved in crimes
like extortion,
loan sharking, and m*rder.
- Finally, a suspect I like.
Bring him in, have a chat.
- I don't know anyone
named David Kellen.
Wall street...
The farthest south I go
is Washington heights.
- You know Shawn colway?
- Yeah.
Of course. An old pal.
He owns a bar.
- Runs a little book
on the side.
- Yeah. That's inwood.
- Maybe he got in a jam,
you lent him some money.
- There's rapists and K*llers
out there
who would love to know
that a friendly loan
qualifies as major case.
Besides, he settled up.
- It's major case
because David Kellen
took two in the chest
on little w. 12th street.
- Oh, yeah.
I heard about that.
- Did you know that
Shawn colway's daughter
was dating him?
- Vanessa?
- Mm-hmm.
- Get out.
- No, they were lovers.
- Wow. Well, good for her.
Better the merger king
than Vinnie scrivarni from 215.
- So you don't know Kellen,
but you know that
he was called "the merger king"?
- Yeah. I can read,
detective.
It's in the poevery day.
- Right.
Right.
Good.
You know, I saw
that you've invested
in legitimate businesses.
You know, garbage hauling,
trucking, meat packing.
You know, it's funny
how guys in those fields,
they get tagged
with the ugly stuff
like extortion, loan sharking,
you know.
I don't think it's fair.
- Yeah, I agree.
- You're a sophisticated
businessman.
- Very.
- You have an understanding-
mergers, acquisitions.
You know, when it's right
for one company
to take over
another company.
- No, not me.
I stick to betting
the over/under on the jets.
- You bet on stocks?
Salton foods?
We have forensic accountants
looking into an allegation
of insider trading.
- I want my lawyer.
- This guy breathes
douche bag.
- Never spent a day in lockup.
Made him cocky.
- Why didn't you bring up
our dead witness Connelley?
- We think that Driscoll
used him as an alibi,
and then knocked him off
when he thought that
Connelley would admit being
a false witness.
We're working on
a different angle.
- Do tell.
- We need Driscoll's motive
for k*lling David Kellen.
- Jack Driscoll? The name
sounds vaguely familiar.
- Yeah, he's into the game
of loans and protection.
You know, someone-
a guy with expansion dreams
might want to
do business with.
- No, he's into meat.
I'm into booze.
- How much do you owe Driscoll?
- Do you see us standing here?
We're detectives.
You see us? This is
a m*rder investigation.
And you're running book
in this bar.
- 70 grand.
- That's interesting.
'Cause Driscoll told us
you settled up.
- Who's lying, you or him?
- I'm not a snitch.
I'm not saying nothin'.
- It turns out that
he's a drunk, he's a gambler.
You know, she does everything
for him,
he does nothing for her.
He's not a parent.
- You're angry at him.
- Well, the guy's a user!
You know?
He's a piece of-
sorry.
- Don't be.
It's a tell. He presses
a lot of your buttons. Why>
- you think that
he represents my father?
- Do I?
We haven't talked
about your father.
- He's in my file,
isn't he?
- No, not much.
Only that he's deceased.
- Well, then, there's not
much to talk about.
I mean, he's long gone.
You know,
he didn't really father me.
- How do you mean?
- I did some handiwork
around the house
when the husband
wasn't there.
Which was often.
- Nothing. It's just...
He would go away,
which was often.
And when he was around,
he was a charming man.
Loved a good time.
- How so?
- He used to take me
to ball games, hockey.
- Sounds like fun.
- Didn't actually
take me to games.
He took me
to this woman's house.
Maggie's-
to her apartment.
You know,
I would watch the game
in front of a big
color tv,
and he would, you know-
he would go into the bedroom
with her.
I remember the first time
that he took me there.
On the way back,
he stopped to buy us some ices.
And he told me,
"let's just keep this
between us men, okay, Bobby?"
- He had you cover for him?
- Yeah.
- Do you remember how
that felt?
- Lying to my mother?
I got used to it.
- Okay.
How does it feel now?
- Well, uh...
My father taught me
an important lesson.
Everybody lies
all the time.
- You don't really
believe that.
- I do!
It's one of those
early survival skills.
It serves me well
in my ]Ork.
- Actually, in your work,
some people lie,
and some people don't.
And you figure out
who's who.
- No, I try.
And sometimes I believe people,
even though
they could be lying.
- Your work isn't
the only place
that you've applied
this lesson, is it?
- I mean,
do you ever get tired
of asking questions that
you know the answer to?
- I'm sure we both do.
- Then say what you mean.
- Okay. Okay.
When you tell yourself
everyone lies,
that includes me.
You're letting me know
that you can't trust me,
that i lie to you.
And you're putting
a distance between us.
You may be right about me.
I hope you're not.
But either way,
we both know
it isn't the first time
that you've placed this rule
around an intimate
relationship.
- Thank you for your help,
Mr. eames.
- Go easy, dad.
- Jack Driscoll.
Hard case.
He once beat a kid to death
with a wrench
in broad daylight.
Middle of the street.
20 people there.
No one saw a thing.
He's a monster.
- But smarter than he looks.
- Just like you, Bobby.
- Eat your sandwich.
- It's amazing you can get
a corned beef sandwich
with all the burrito
stands around.
- Yes, everyone's out
to ruin
the white man's paradise.
- So, Driscoll, he never spent
a day in jail.
- No one snitches.
You know that.
When you know everyone,
you also know
someone they care about.
Driscoll knows everyone
and their half-brother.
- What about you?
- I got my daughter
to protect me.
- I carry a g*n.
- And a badge.
But no grandchildren.
- He has Irish Alzheimer's.
Forgets everything
but the grudges.
- It's good he has you.
- Ye, whatever.
They take care of you
when you're little,
you care for them
when they're old.
Circle of life.
Blah blah blah.
- Uh, I think I know how
the salton foods info
got leaked.
We need to move before
someone else gets k*lled.
- It's my father's bar!
- It's okay. She's his daughter.
- What happened?
Where's my dad?
- Your father was-
- no.
- We think
Jack Driscoll did it.
I'm sorry. I am.
And I'm even sorrier
that we have to do this now,
but you need to answer
some questions.
- The woman David Kellen
went to dinner with
the night that he died...
She told us that his mind
was on something else.
- He did big deals.
Rome, London.
- Yeah, I don't think
his mind was on London.
I think it was on
the last street in Manhattan.
When we found
David's body,
he was wearing a $5,000 suit
and an $80 watch.
Our officers searched
his $12 million pad
and found a $60,000 watch
in his dresser drawer.
Instead, he wore the one
that you got him.
A regular watch
for regular people.
- I really have to go.
- You told us
when he broke up with you,
it was because you were
too ordinary for him.
But you bought him a watch.
- As a parting gift.
- No, I don't think so.
David could have had
any girl he wanted,
but he wanted you.
You never broke up
with him, did you?
- Uh, he said...
The summer he was 14...
He got all these seeds
from the burpee seed company,
and he went door to door
selling seeds
so he could
buy himself a watch.
Can you imagine...
Staten island covered
in marigolds?
He got the watch, and
he lost the thing a year later.
I love that story.
So I got him a new one.
I don't think
that's a crime.
- Vanessa, we need to talk
about your dad.
With all due respect,
he was a...A dreamer.
He had big thoughts.
Jay gatsby big.
He wanted to open
a night club.
You know,
have black-tie galas.
It's a curse to have
that many ideas.
You need to take action.
- And action takes money,
which he never had.
So he had to borrow it.
- Which gets complicated
when you borrow
from a guy like
Jack Driscoll
at seven points a week.
Now, most people would run
from that...Complexity.
Not you.
- My-
my mom died when I was 11.
Dad was the only parent
I had.
- You were the parent,
weren't you?
I mean, you made sure
that he got up on time.
You paid his overdue bills,
bought his groceries.
- He needed me.
- And how much did he need
this time, 70 grand?
I mean, that's chicken feed
for a guy like David Kellen.
He could peel that off
like I could peel off a fiver
for a cup of coffee.
You weren't gonna ask him
for money.
You wouldn't do that,
would you?
'Cause you didn't love David
for his money.
And you didn't want to
compromise the relionship
to make him think
you did.
But at the same time,
you didn't want
your father's kneecaps
to be broken either.
- We subpoenaed
Driscoll's phone records.
A call was recorded
from your cell to his
the week before
David's hedge fund
acquired salton foods.
- Is that how you paid back
the 70 grand your dad owed?
- My dad had nothing
to do with this.
- No, you fixed things
behind his back.
That's what it was like
growing up
and having to be the parent.
- Did you overhear
phone conversations
while you were together?
See documents laying around?
- It's barely illegal.
Just a stupid stock trade.
Rich guys do it
all the time.
Why couldn't you do it...
Just once...
Just to save you father's life?
- I was so naive to think
it would be a one-time thing.
I should have known that
Driscoll was gonna see David
as a golden goose.
- And you betrayed the man
who loved you.
- I know!
- He picked you over all
the so-called
extraordinary women.
- I, um-
I called Driscoll, and
I told him about salton foods.
I know it was wrong
to do that.
- Oh, I see, you confessed.
You told him
you jeopardized his career
to get your father
out of a jam.
- Yes.
I'm the one that told David,
not my dad.
I'm the snitch.
You see?
- I do.
And David forgave you.
But he wasn't gonna let you
fight this on your own.
He's not the type,
you know.
He threatens to make dead men
out of his business rivals.
To a thug
who threatens his girl,
he's gonna come on
pretty hard.
So he unloaded
his tough talk on Driscoll,
and Driscoll put two
in his chest.
- I'm the reason
David's dead.
- No, no.
You didn't k*ll David.
Jack Driscoll k*lled David.
- Tell me what
you need me to do.
- There's something
we have to tell you.
We hated doing something
like this,
but I'm from inwood too,
and we knew there was
only one way
to get you
to tell the truth.
- Dad?
Dad.
- Come on. It's all right.
I'm okay.
I'm okay.
- Daddy.
- Mm.
- She tried to save
her father's life,
and it cost David his.
- Show me a hero and
I'll write you a tragedy.
Fitzgerald.