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Come on!

You say one word to the cops,

and I'm coming back for the kid.

Abby?

Okay.

They said

that if we told anybody...

that- they said they'd hurt Zach.

They're never gonna stop, Bo.

- They're never gonna stop.

- It's okay, baby.

I'm here, honey. I'm here.

Aegis Security.

Hey, Reg, listen,

I need you to do me a favor.

I need you to go down to the hospital

and keep an eye on Zach tonight.

- Hospital? Is Zach okay? What's going on?

- Hey, Reg. Reg.

I'll fill you in later. Okay?

Just make sure that nobody goes inside

of that room unless they're a doctor.

- It's done.

- If there's any problems, you call me.

- All right.

- All right. Thanks.

She's gonna be fine, Bo.

I gave her something to help her rest.

- Is there anything I should do?

- No, no, no.

Just let her rest. She'll sleep

a good 12 hours or more.

- I'll call tomorrow, see how she's doing.

- All right.

Listen, I appreciate you coming by.

Thank you.

- But if there's a change, I want to know.

- You got it.

- I'll call you.

- Okay.

How you doing, fellas?

How you doing, Mr. Laramie?

I'm Deputy Walker. This is Deputy Wilson.

Det. Burton said you might

need some extra security.

Just until things settle down.

- I appreciate you guys coming out.

- Happy to do it.

We're gonna be out here all night,

walk the perimeter every hour.

- Wife never got a look at the guy, huh?

- Nah, she didn't.

So, what's the plan? I know

you got something up your sleeve.

The idea of going in there,

Wendell...

was to protect ourselves.

If we were worried Laramie was coming

after us before, we have guaranteed it now.

Why don't we just call the cops?

And tell them...

we broke into his house...

you attacked his wife...

and that we would like

some protection?

You're a moron, Wendell.

You're an absolute moron!

What did you expect me to do?

The b*tch was all over me.

Go home!

Check your monitor.

See if Laramie's found the cameras.

I gotta think this through.

Go home.

I'll call you later.

- What's up with the light?

- Gonna have to see some I.D.

- Ain't that big-ass sign enough I.D. for you?

- Let's go.

- License and registration.

- What, I look like a terrorist?

- Just the I.D., please.

- It's right there. There you go.

Only black man in Malibu.

Guys always messin' with me.

Always messin' with me.

- What'd you say?

- I said, 30 minutes or it's free.

Go on.

- The money better all be there, or that's your ass.

- Move on.

I'm goin'

Not waitin'for y'all.

What's going on, man?

You!

- Yo, you Bo, right? You Bo, right?

- Yeah.

This your crib!

Yeah. What do I owe you

for the pizza?

You don't owe me nothin'.

Just send down one of them bad white b*tches,

and you can have all the pizza you want.

All right, tell you what.

Here's $60.

- All right?

- Yo, thanks a lot, man.

The front door's open.

Put one pie inside, the other one

to the cops out front, will you, please?

- Have a good night.

- Good lookin' out!

Yeah, it's Burton. How's Vic comin'

with that Leonard Clark tape?

No kidding.

Tell him to cue it up. I'll be right in.

There you go, chief.

Well, I'll be a son of a b*tch.

- Can I get a copy of this?

- Copy?

I can give it to you on DVD.

I'm gonna go wake up Laramie.

Hi.

You've reached Wendell Stokes Photography.

You got somethin'to say, say it.

Wendell. Rex. I got a plan.

I'll be at your place at 8:.00 a. m. sharp.

Keep an eye on those cameras.

And call me ifhe leaves his house.

Hey, Wendell.

What the hell are you doing here?

Aw, sh*t.

Wait a minute.

This is Burton. Get me Traffic.

- Morning.

- Good morning.

Listen, fellas, thanks for helping out.

Brought you some hot coffee

and a dozen doughnuts to start your day.

- Great.

- Appreciate it, Detective.

You fellas get some rest.

- Hey, Detective.

- Good m-

How did you know it was me?

'Cause, uh, I can see your car.

I- I'll let you in.

Hey. You caught me.

I was in the shower.

- How did my guys do last night? Were they okay?

- They were great.

- I got a great night of sleep thanks to them.

- Glad to hear it.

I got something I'd like you to

take a look at. It'll only take a minute.

- Is everything all right?

- Great.

What is this?

Impound found

some video equipment...

in the back of Leonard's car.

Seems he was wearing a miniature camera

when he came to the set.

Why are we watching this?

Oh,just be patient.

Best part is the end.

Okay, now...

watch this very closely.

There.

It's a jacket.

And there was something

about that jacket...

that was bothering me.

And then it hit me.

The boys at the crime lab

prepared this for me.

Now, you'll notice

that in the first shot...

the lapels are facing away from us.

In the second shot...

the lapels are facing towards us.

And?

I was wondering how the jacket

removed itself from its hook...

and turned itself around.

You see, the button-cam is all one shot-

it's unedited, uninterrupted.

And Leonard left his car

and came back only once.

You know what I think?

I think someone on that set...

planted the gun.

Excuse me.

Burton.

I'm on my way.

You don't want your disc?

Keep it.

We got the original.

Ma'am, my name

is Detective Burton.

I'm from the Los Angeles

Police Department...

and I'm here to talk to you

about the night of April 18.

They lied to you, Detective.

They caused

the accident that night.

Then why the hell didn't you

come forward with this information before?

This is Detective Burton.

I need two units to pick up Rex Harper

on suspicion of rape.

Berth 40, slip seven at the marina.

The suspect is a white male,

about six feet tall.

And I also need a patrol car to meet me

at the home of Wendell Stokes...

1323 Old Malibu Road.

Both units are code two.

Roger that, Detective.

Units already dispatched

to both those locations...

responding to

anonymous 9-1-1 calls.

10-4.

What the-

Laramie.

I want all of this glass

bagged up,Jerry.

- What do you got, Tim?

- Hey.

Looks like the perp

came through the window.

We got a bloody handprint

on the wall.

Blunt force, trauma to the head,

no sign of a struggle.

Haven't found a weapon yet.

Guy's a bit of a freak, huh?

What's this?

This is a live feed

into Laramie's house.

And that's Rex Harper.

Press that record button.

Call the Malibu Sheriff s Department. Tell 'em

to meet me at Laramie's house with backup!

- Code three! Did you hear me?

- Yeah!

Come on, pick it up.!

Come on, Laramie!

Took the bait, huh, Rex?

Answer the damn phone!

Come on!

You know what, Rex?

- Rex.

- Huh?

This feels a lot better than I thought.

Ohh!

Hello?

- Laramie, it's Burton.

- Detective?

- Harper's on your property with a gun.

- He is?

Yes, he is.!Just find a way out.!

I'm on my way.!

Hurry, Detective! He's in!

Laram-

- Talk to me!

- Hurry! He's in!

What the hell is going on? Laramie? Laramie.!

Damn it!

You're in a lot of trouble, Rex.

The bat was a nice touch, wasn't it?

You're going down

for Wendell's murder.

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