McCaleb.
How about that?
It's McCaleb, Jaye.
I'm en route. You should get
yourself down here ASAP.
What was that first part?
I said, we've got Bolotov.
-Stay there, Buddy.
-This sucks!
Trash collectors found him.
We think he' s been here since early a.m.
-What are they doing here?
-This alley is the line.
The line?
South side's LAPD,
north is sheriff's department.
We're not sure who
has jurisdiction yet.
Congratulations, old man!
You shook him out of his tree.
Dumb bastard killed himself.
H&K 9mm.
Same as both murders.
I bet ballistics confirms it.
-What are you talking about?
-He's saying this case is closed.
Bolotov, he doesn't fit the profile.
-Of what?
-A serial killer.
This guy stalks his victims
and kills them on camera...
-...then he takes trophy items.
-What are you talking about?
I was at the ATM crime scene.
The killer was behind me.
He had Cordell's glasses on,
and he had Gloria Torres' earring.
Did they look like these?
This? And this?
I don't care what you call him.
We got him.
-I don't know, his hair was long.
-Maybe it was a wig?
Maybe.
-You wanna sit down?
-I'm fine, goddamn it.
-Why don't you lay down?
-Arrango, shut up!
There's something in his mouth.
-It's a bullet.
-No way it came from a 9mm.
-Looks like a.38 to me.
-Why'd he put a.38 slug in his mouth?
Same reason he died
on the jurisdiction line.
Somebody's trying to jerk us all off.
Personally, I like being jerked off.
This case is closed in my book.
You're just worried, aren't you?
-Worried?
-Yeah.
About what?
That I might bust this case.
You don't care who gets hurt or killed.
-As long as I don't bust the case.
-What the fuck is it to you anyway?
Gloria Torres, that victim
you didn't give a shit about?
I've got her heart. That's what.
That's right.
I'm alive because she's dead.
That puts me in this bigtime.
You're an asshole, and you can't help
it, but I'm on this case for a while.
I'll be along until we get him.
I don't care whether it's you, him
or whoever. I'm in this.
Stay out of my city!
Go get yourself a dick transplant!
Conflict of interest.
-Ever think about that?
-Pain in the ass.
-How much do I owe you?
-I don't know, 200 or so.
That sounds right.
-Take a check?
-Yeah, sure.
You look like shit.
You should take a nap.
Yeah, thanks. I will.
-Who do I make it out to? Buddy?
-Jasper. Jasper Noone. N-O-O-N-E.
I know the Noone part. But Jasper?
I look more like a Buddy
than a Jasper, huh?
Yeah.
Take a nap.
Ray, stay out here. Be careful
of the edges. I'll be right out.
-Hi.
-Hey.
So is it true?
What?
I heard it on the news. They said
that they found a Russian man...
...who may be the killer.
I don't know.
I don't think so, but I don't know.
They said they had evidence that
could link this guy to both murders.
That may just be two cops
trying to grab headlines.
I don't know. Sorry.
You're starting to sound like L.A.P.D.
I need some answers.
Because no one knows....
No one has a clue what that boy goes
through every night without his mother.
I'm sorry.
I did what you asked.
I made a list of all
of Glory's routines.
That's good.
She used to go to that market
almost every night.
She'd take Raymond
to McDonald's a lot. Too much.
The one on Ventura and Reseda.
And she would go bowling,
but not lately.
She used to visit an aunt
every Thursday...
...because our aunt was in a
nursing home in Culver City.
Like a responsible person,
she never missed a day of work.
She gave blood every month,
took her son to school...
...and I wanna understand
why she was killed!
What?
She gave blood?
Yes, McCaleb. She's the same
blood type as you are.
AB with a CMV negative.
The hospital would have paid her,
but she wouldn't accept money.
-That's the connection!
-What are you talking about?
That's the link between Cordell
and your sister. Blood.
Wait a minute. Blood?
I'll cover tomorrow's shift.
Yeah, thanks.
-Don't you ever use