Jade Page #7

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At least it's not

the governor again.

Or the president.

Thank God.

I can still believe in hope.

There's some jump cuts,

but we saved a few minutes.

You ever take it

like that, Corelli?

Is that an offer, Inspector?

You wish.

We cleaned it up

a lot more from here on.

Right.

Keep working on this,

you'll have a PG rating.

Boy, it's a wonderfuI

country, isn't it?

Freeze it right there.

Magnify it.

Jesus.

David?

Got a minute?

Yeah.

Miss Jacinto called. She wants

to meet you at 5:00 today.

Tell her Fior d'Italia,

Washington Square.

OK. She said it's about Jade.

Hey, you a**hole!

Get away from her!

Call an ambulance.

Call 911. Code three. Do it!

Hey, you a**hole!

F***! F***!

Sh*t!

Man, you f***ed up!

MedicaI examiner's

case number 3209.

March 16, 1995.

Patrice Jacinto.

There are abrasions

to the chin.

The abrasions

are minimally haemorrhagic

and red to purple in colour.

The neck wound is

of a "Y" configuration -

the horizontaI line

being five inches long

and half an inch in width.

We don't have

a talking head any more.

Somebody knew

she was talking to us.

I didn't know

you knew the governor.

I don't.

I know Bill Barrett. Why?

- Want me to introduce you?

- Go f*** yourself.

- Glad you made her talk?

- What did you say?

You heard it.

What?

I am onto you! I am onto you!

Get off me, Petey!

I am onto you.

You want to tell me about that?

I can't yet.

What is it?

- It's a cuff link.

- Don't play with me.

I want to know what it means.

I don't know.

What if this comes

up in triaI, David?

There'll be questions asked...

I would never put

you up for grabs.

You are taking

a huge chance here.

- So are you.

- Yeah. No sh*t.

There was something between

you and Mrs. Gavin...

A long time ago.

And you're OK with that now?

I hope so.

People who commit these acts are

no different from you and me,

but they can no longer

controI their urges.

They disassociate themselves

from their actions,

often experiencing

an hystericaI blindness.

They're blind to

the darkness within themselves.

This is from a speech she made

in LA just a week ago.

We have her prints

on the hatchet.

We have her Iying to us

in her statement.

She was in Medford's house

just before he was killed.

- She's got no alibi.

- We don't have a motive.

What about blackmaiI?

The murder weapon wasn't hers.

No premeditation.

Matt Gavin's wife -

he'll eat us for breakfast.

It was her. She did it.

What make of car killed Patrice?

Black Thunderbird.

You didn't ID the plates?

No. No plates.

What does Mrs. Gavin drive?

Uh, they've got three cars.

A Jag, a Range Rover...

And a black Thunderbird, right?

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