Jesse Stone: Benefit of the Doubt

Looks like

it's clearing up.

What was the message when you

answered the page, Skipper?

DeAngelo, why do you

call me Skipper?

You don't like being

called Skipper?

I didn't say that.

I asked you why.

I don't know.

Seems kind of cop-ly.

I'll just call you Chief.

Now that I have

you back,

I want you happy.

Call me Skipper.

The caller said

some kids started a fire

out on the point

and they were worried

about their house.

It was raining.

They leave

their address?

They hung up.

Eh, probably...

A crank.

A police officer

cannot afford to be wrong.

It has

to be checked out.

He hated

me calling him Skipper.

Have you seen him?

I don't like him.

I didn't ask

if you liked him.

I asked if you'd seen him.

Nope.

Doesn't seem

that anyone has,

not for months.

He didn't...

Like you.

Why do you think?

Beats me.

What's not to like?

Made me do stupid things.

He made me feel...

Unlikeable.

He's not someone who should

spend a lot of time alone.

He made me order a hat.

Why did he make you

order a hat?

Because it was

a stupid thing.

He didn't like

the color of our hats.

He wanted one in...

Navy blue.

Stupid.

And on the back

he had me embroider...

Chief.

Can I ask you a

question, Skipper?

How do I always know

what you're going to say?

Yeah, you finish my sentences.

It's a gift.

I sure don't

see any smoke.

It still has to be

checked out, Anthony.

Do you remember

where you ordered that hat?

You want a blue hat?

You know, when I said

it was a stupid thing,

I didn't mean the hat

itself was stupid.

Making me do it

was stupid.

I could have been

writing parking tickets.

I want a blue hat.

But you want "Skipper"

on the back?

How about "Chief"?

DeAngelo...

If you're lost

you might be talking

to the wrong guy.

Hello, Jesse.

Hello, Hasty.

Your front door was unlocked.

Oh, my God.

Your phone's disconnected.

It is.

Councilman Hansen.

We need to talk.

They said

he couldn't have felt

anything.

Uh, we wanted to talk to you

on our way out there...

I'm sorry,

Mr. Hansen.

- How can I help?

- He was such

a fine boy.

I know you didn't like him.

I don't think I ever said that.

You know,

my daughter is...

My grandson...

...doesn't understand.

What do you know?

Nothing.

The State Homicide commander

is on the scene,

and as official representatives

of Paradise,

we need to be kept

up to speed,

but he's not going

to tell us anything.

You have no need to know.

I know that he is

your friend.

Can you help us?

I have no authority.

He is my friend

and he's a good cop,

but he's not going

to tell you anything.

I'm sorry, sir. No one is

allowed beyond this point.

Uh, I don't think

you know who we are.

We represent

the Paradise Town Council.

This is Carter Hansen--

he's our president.

His son-in-law was killed

in the accident.

I'm Jesse Stone,

Paradise Police Chief.

Temp chief.

No temp, just chief.

Is that correct?

That is correct.

Chief Stone, would you

like to come with me?

I'm sorry.

You'll have to stay here.

But we're the

town council.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hansen.

Is William still down there?

Yes, sir, two bodies.

It's a crime scene.

I understand.

You're calling it a crime scene.

Obviously

this wasn't an accident.

Chief Stone.

Hell of a way to get

back in the game.

Back for good?

I think we just

settled that.

Is this a great country

or what?

You said "bodies."

Yep, two of them.

His deputy was driving him--

an Officer Anthony DeAngelo.

Okay.

You know him?

I fired him.

Hansen shouldn't

see this.

Nothing left to

identify, really.

Fire took care

of that.

What caused the fire?

Explosion-- big one.

You want to kill a cop,

why be so conspicuous?

Talk to me before you leave.

Jesse.

Doc.

You're back?

I'm back.

They won't let me

do anything, Jesse.

What'd you tell 'em?

That I'm the part-time

medical examiner.

It's my job, Jesse.

They have no reason.

Did you show 'em

your card?

I only had my

pediatrician card.

That would be a reason.

Did you touch anything?

I didn't pollute the

crime scene, Jesse.

How'd you know?

I always listen to police radio

with my morning coffee.

That's good police work, Doc.

I'm the Paradise police chief.

This is my M.E.

Peter Perkins.

May I?

I know you didn't

like Chief Butler.

I don't think I ever said that.

He had a kid.

What do you think?

I think they're dead.

The explosion came from the

outside, from underneath.

If it was Iraq,

I'd know what to think.

The Feds come in on this,

they'll screw it up.

It isn't terrorism.

No, it's not.

That was where

the spare tire should be.

A lot of cash.

What's in the packages?

What do you think?

I think a cop deserves

the benefit of the doubt.

My guys will keep this in house.

If you say so.

I say so.

Jesse, this is a State

Homicide operation.

Don't invent anything

on your own.

I always knew

I'd get my job back.

Fate wouldn't do that to me.

If you say so.

You have violated a protected area.

The police have been called.

Leave immediately.

You have violated

a protected area.

The police have been called.

Leave immediately.

You have violated

a protected area.

The police have been called.

Leave immediately.

You have violated

a protected area.

The police have been called.

Leave immediately.

You have violated

a protected area.

The police have been called.

I'm looking for one

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