[Bosch] Previously on Bosch: Legacy.
[both groan]
[Bosch] You heard about the double homicide the other day?
You think it's connected to your case?
Or maybe I'm getting to close to something.
- Stay strong. - I don't know if I can.
Our guy is innocent, which means the real killer is still in the wind.
You find him, let us know.
[Ellis] By all accounts, your old man's a great detective.
He believes David Foster's innocent?
He thinks it might be connected to a couple of other homicides.
No shit?
[Bosch] They're adept at surveillance. I might have been followed yesterday.
[Mo grunts]
Put it back. Let 'em think they know where I am.
- Did you know Lexi Parks? - Terrible what happened to her.
Dr. Schubert bought the watch from us a few years ago.
I'll need the doctor's number.
You said end of the week.
Yeah, I changed my mind.
[Bosch] They arrested James Allen several times.
They were using him as a CI. The watch is a key to all this.
[Paul] Ms. Parks.
[Parks] My husband's in law enforcement.
We would never buy stolen property.
[Mo] Candy from a baby.
[Long] Why the fuck are they here?
There's nothing they can trace back to us.
[Long] You really wanna take that chance?
[Bosch] Deuces are wild.
Two killers at the watch store.
Two car doors slammin' in the alley.
The two vice cops that pulled Chandler over.
Let's go.
[engine revs]
Deuces are wild.
I miss Vin Scully.
[engine revs]
[tires screech]
[suspenseful music playing]
Let's get the fuck out of here.
[car doors open]
[engine starts]
[car doors close]
[tires screech]
♪ Oh, my, my, times are changin' ♪
♪ There's a fine, new day comin' round ♪
♪ It's a feelin' like a cool rain comin' down ♪
♪ It's the rhythm of a new song singin' ♪
♪ Oh, my, my, times are changin' ♪
♪ Oh, my, my, I've been waitin' for this moment ♪
♪ Oh, my, my, oh, my, my ♪
♪ Times are changin' ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Oh, my, my, times are changin' ♪
[hospital monitor beeping]
[woman on PA] X-ray tech to Radiology. X-ray tech, report to Radiology.
Hey.
- How ya feelin'? - Mm.
Like I got hit by a truck.
How come I'm hooked up to an IV and you’re free to go?
'Cause you have a concussion.
They wanna keep you a few more hours for observation.
Mm.
You remember anything?
No headlights.
Loud, like a Harley.
Muscle car.
I could swear I heard it accelerate just before it hit us.
No accident.
I could've been killed.
Well, I think that was the general idea.
Silver.
You saw it?
In the rearview.
Just a flash.
I'd like to point out, by the way, my EV saved us.
How you figure?
No gas tank.
No gas, no fireball.
Yeah, that only happens in the movies.
- You sure? - Yeah.
Sorry to burst your bubble, pal.
[chuckles]
You just rest now.
Uh, what you doin'?
I'm gonna hang a bit.
Time better spent finding who's behind this.
Yeah, I will. Just...
I'm gonna sit here with you a little while.
So what about your inside guy?
Ramirez? Worthless. We think he's been burned.
Yeah. So what's our next step?
Search warrant.
For Chandler's house and office.
Fantastic.
The Assistant US Attorney finally signed off.
I said that was the best move, from the beginning.
[Barron] Well, it's come to pass.
Now we're just dotting the i's until we get before the judge.
And while we're waiting?
I have a thought about that.
[engine starts]
[indistinct chatter on TV]
Seems light.
Well, you want more, work more.
Fuck you.
Watch your mouth.
- You watch it. - Very mature.
You're nearly as old as I am.
Come to think of it, maybe that's the problem.
Little long in the tooth, baby.
No, really.
Fuck. You.
I've got a promising pigeon on tap tonight.
Thank God someone around here still believes in the Protestant work ethic.
Dazzle him.
As if that's possible.
[Paul] What do you want for it?
Twelve K for the lot.
[Paul] It's worth eight, tops.
[Ellis] I don't have time to fuckin' haggle.
Fifteen.
Wanna go for 20?
[Paul] Okay. Twelve.
[scoffs]
[sighs] Fuck. Fifteen.
This video...
was their insurance policy in case things went sideways.
I guess they didn't count on getting killed.
The john said he heard a muscle car at the motel
the night James Allen disappeared.
A silver muscle car.
Hey.
My partner brought in our ride last night.
Fender bender, fucked up the front end.
Silver muscle, loud as shit.
- The Charger? - Yeah.
I left my daughter's birthday present under the seat.
So glad I don't have kids.
Just leave 'em in the box, I'm not here.
Thanks, brother.
[camera shutter clicks]
[lock beeps]
[suspenseful music playing]
[camera shutter clicks]
[trunk closes]
[knocks on door]
Back so soon?
I have need of your water tower footage again, Mr. Green.
Of course.
These are the dates.
Take me a minute.
Can I interest you in another headstone?
One is my limit.
[phone rings]
Excuse me.
Yes, Matthew?
Oh, Jesus.
[sighs] I'll be there as soon as I can.
Bad news?
Just find my footage, please.
A la carte this time.
No extras.
You're sure?
That's wonderful news.
Mm-hmm. Thank you, Brenda.
Bye.
Bosch walked away with just a scratch.
Oh, fuck.
What about the other guy?
Dinged up.
Gettin' out of the hospital sometime today.
We'll deal with him later.
Tell you I tried that new rooftop bar on Sunset?
The Pendry Hotel?
Yeah, is it worth checking out?
'Cause Paulina and I are hanging after shift if you wanna join us.
No Perez?
Busy.
So how was it?
- Great view. - Nice.
- Drinks were 20 bucks a pop. - Mm, ouch.
Yeah.
So who'd you go with?
To the bar?
Yes, to the bar.
Nobody in particular.
You're not drinking alone, are you?
Of course not.
That's a warning sign.
Madeline Bosch?
Yes?
FBI.
We'd like a word.
[suspenseful music playing]
[James] Do you remember where you were August 6th?
Why would I?
Well, it's the same day charges were dropped against Carl Rogers
and he was released.
I was with my dad, helping him pack.
Just you and your dad?
Yes.
Must've made your blood boil.
Rogers walking out of court scot-free.
He hired a hitman to kill me.
Of course I wasn't happy about it.
How about Honey Chandler?
Was she upset?
We were all upset.
Three weeks later. August 25th. Night of.
An oil pipeline exploded in the South Bay.
Accident?
Somebody blew it up.
I don't know anything about that.
Was someone hurt?
You know where you were that night?
I do not.
Rogers was murdered a few days later.
Is there a connection?
We think so.
Do you know where your dad was the night the pipeline was blown up?
I have no idea.
Maybe you should ask him yourself.
We tried.
He didn't tell you?
Domestic terrorism?
I'd keep my yap shut too.
I think I'm done answering questions.
[chuckles] Chip off the old block.
I'll show you out.
[door opens, closes]
They were moving me to a new cell.
And the deputies,
they left me alone in the hallway for a minute.
Then four or five guys, they jumped on me,
and they beat me up pretty good.
Did the deputies intervene?
They took their sweet time.
They got their licks in too.
The guards were in on it?
I'm the guy who murdered a sheriff's wife, remember?
[sighs]
I'll handle it.
Can you call Louise?
Tell her that I'm okay.
Of course.
[phone rings]
Hey, Mads.
FBI just questioned me. At work.
Are you still there?
I'm leaving now.
De Longpre. Fifteen minutes.
[phone buzzes]
Detective Ellis.
Mike, city garage.
Hey, is the car ready?
Haven't started.
Hope your partner found his gift, but he forgot to return the keys.
Gift?
For the kid's birthday.
Can't work on it until I get them back.
The guy was gonna do primer tomorrow.
Dumbass.
I'll call him.
Just have him drop 'em in the box, we're closing up.
Yeah, will do.
Dad.
You told me you had a fender bender.
Just airbag bruises. I'm fine.
The FBI.
What they said, is it true?
We shouldn't even be meeting.
If they ever put you on the stand...
The pipeline, Rogers, is any of it true?
You don't need to worry.
But I do.
Just tell me the truth.
I can't.
I'm sorry, Mads, I can't.
It's for your own good.
Okay, I get it.
No, I really do.
I guess that answers my question.
Just do what you need to do.
I need to protect you.
I appreciate you, but you really don't need to be takin' care of me.
It's green tea. It helps with the inflammation.
How you feelin'?
Mm, sore.
Yeah.
Is that another job for the same guy?
Yep.
Dangerous?
Nah.
Last night was the exception that proves the rule.
Yeah, I never understood that expression.
If there is an exception, doesn't it disprove the rule?
You would think.
What I'm doin' here is run-of-the-mill.
A quick zoom and enhance on some video footage,
then trackin' down an address off an invoice.
Safe and boring.
This some real PI stuff.
Eh, humdrum.
Hardly.
You touch more grass than any hacker I have ever met.
Well, I am a man of many interests and talents.
So all this stuff you're doing with this guy is on the up and up?
Well, I mean, some grey area, you know.
I have a taste for grey area.
Clearly.
[Chandler] This footage puts Ellis and Long
at James Allen's motel the night he was murdered.
So where's our crossing with Lexi Parks?
[sighs] Okay.
Dr. George Schubert buys a very high-end watch for his wife
and then steals it from her.
To pay off gambling debts.
Ellis and Long.
Ellis and Long sell the watch to the Nguyens.
Vince Harrick buys the watch from the Nguyens for his wife, Lexi Parks.
It breaks, she tries to get it fixed.
Finds out it's stolen.
She threatens the Nguyens with an audit,
which would expose the arrangement between them and Ellis and Long.
Who can't let that happen.
So they take out Lexi Parks, frame David Foster for the murder.
To do that, they take out James Allen, Foster's alibi.
What about the DNA at the crime scene? On and in the body of Lexi Parks?
Well, we can prove Foster was miles away when Lexi Parks was raped and murdered.
But how do we explain his DNA at the scene?
I'm still waiting on that trace analysis.
Fingers crossed.
[jazz music plays loudly on stereo]
Feds questioned Maddie at the station today.
- What did she tell them? - She doesn't know anything.
That's good.
They're fishing.
I don't want my daughter's career to be collateral damage.
It won't be.
You have to trust me on this.
[indistinct chatter]
It's 74 degrees in Belize right now.
It's 74 degrees right here.
He's onto us.
How exposed are we?
Well, let's put it this way.
I feel a real stiff breeze on my bare ass.
So what then?
Everything must go.
[suspenseful music playing]
Your Honor, David Foster has a right to be secure in his person while awaiting trial.
Your Honor, this was a garden-variety altercation.
The deputies guarding him assaulted him too.
That's a serious allegation.
Given who the victim is,
and that the jail is staffed by the Sheriff's Department,
I'd say Mr. Foster's concerns for his safety
and fear of violent retribution at the hands of those
who are sworn to protect him are well founded.
Mr. Landreth,
you're not seriously objecting to the defense request, are you?
No, Your Honor.
I'll make an order that the defendant be placed in protective custody.
And the Sheriff's Department is ordered to take extra precaution
to guarantee Mr. Foster's well-being, while he's in their custody,
up to and through the trial.
Thank you, Your Honor.
[line out rings]
[vice detective] Vice.
Yeah. I'm looking for Detective Ellis. He around?
No, he's out.
Picked up a prostitute, she had his business card.
Just making a courtesy call before I book her.
He and his partner are in Long Beach today,
wrapping up a DHS debrief.
You have his cell?
Uh, yeah, I do. Thanks. I'll follow up with him.
[camera shutter clicks]
[line out rings]
[Bosch] Mo.
Two women. Look like escorts.
How can you tell?
They're with a client.
They, uh, put a teddy bear in the window.
Some kind of signal. Otherwise engaged. Keep an eye on them.
On it.
[engine shuts off]
Dr. Schubert?
Uh, can I help you?
Harry Bosch. I'm investigating a series of murders.
I thought maybe you could help shed some light on them.
What's this about?
Lexi Parks.
Yeah, tough to look at, even for a surgeon.
We have reason to believe you and possibly your wife could be in danger.
Can I come inside, discuss it privately?
Your wife home?
She's in Napa.
[clears throat]
Mind if I record this?
Sure. Whatever.
I really don't know why you think I have anything to do with this.
Yes, you do.
I have a reputation, a practice.
Won't mean much if you're dead, will it?
You come clean now, I'll do my best
to keep you and your reputation out of this investigation.
Ellis and Long.
[sighs]
It was one stupid mistake.
I crossed the line, I slept with a patient.
When?
A couple years ago. On a house visit.
It was a regular patient of mine.
It was a trap.
Her roommate was there too.
One thing led to another and...
The whole thing was captured on video.
Suitable for streaming.
Ellis and Long showed up here a couple days later.
Played me the video.
Said if I didn't give 'em $100,000, they'd send it to my wife,
my colleagues, the California Medical Ethics Board.
You still paying them?
10,000 a month.
- [computer beeps] - I make extra money doing house calls.
Shit.
Hey, look who's here.
Oh, he ain't gettin' away this time.
[suspenseful music playing]
[line out rings]
[911 operator] 911. What's your emergency?
This is George Schubert. I need help.
I'm at 1110 Sierra Alta Way. West Hollywood.
Two armed men are trying to break into my house.
Sir, please stay on the line.
They could be anywhere in there.
Split up?
I'll take point.
Where are we going?
Give me my phone.
Go. Go!
Stay here. Lock the door.
- Where are you going? - I've gotta find their position.
Aren't you gonna call for backup?
I'm not a cop.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Just be quiet. Lock the fucking door.
[door locks]
[door opens]
[door closes]
Don't shoot! It's me!
Calm down!
It's okay. It's okay.
That guy told me he was a cop. [panting]
Everything's cool, George. All right?
I swear, I didn't tell him anything.
I believe you.
It's all good, man.
Why don't you come on down.
[exhales deeply]
[suspenseful music playing]
You're boxed in, Ellis. Cops are coming.
Fuck you, Bosch!
Fuck!
[sirens wail in distance]
Call an ambulance. I'm dying.
Yeah, I don't think you're gonna make it.
[wheezing]
Where's Ellis headed?
[wheezes] Fuck you.
[indistinct police chatter]
Some of us aren't snitches.
Keep tellin' yourself that, punk.
[indistinct police chatter]
[wheezes]
[officer] One male exiting.
Retired LAPD. I'm unarmed.
[officer] Eyes on, eyes on. Move in.
Turn around.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Schubert] Said if I didn't give 'em $100,000,
they'd send it to my wife.
As fascinating as Dr. Schubert's story is, it's hard to question a dead man.
Bosch could've had a gun to his head.
Seriously?
You asked me to let you know I find the actual killer.
Now you know.
The more time you waste sitting here talking to me,
the farther away Ellis gets.
We'll be keeping your firearm until we're done with it.
Do your fuckin' job.
[door opens, closes]
You still have that safe house up in Beachwood Canyon?
I do.
I got a feeling Ellis is looking to tie up loose ends before he gets out of Dodge.
Well, it's at your disposal.
Can you get Mo an address and a key?
Sure. Who's it for?
Ellis and Long got a couple of working girls.
They could testify.
To the extortion scheme, at least.
Well, it's fine by me.
As long as they don't set up shop.
Understood. I'll be sure to emphasize that.
No entertaining.
- Thanks. - Mm.
No news on Ellis.
Well, if he's smart, and he is, he's long gone.
And his partner in crime?
Still on the critical unit.
How are you feeling?
About how things went down today.
I won't lose any sleep.
That seems harsh.
A little.
Don't waste your empathy, Mads.
They don't deserve it.
I know.
Still, I can't imagine.
I hope I never have to.
I hope that too.
I worked with him a couple of days ago.
What?
Ellis.
He arranged to partner with me for some human trafficking takedown.
This motherfucker.
He was just using me.
To get information about you and the Parks case.
This is not on you, Mads.
You wouldn't lie to me, would you?
No, I wouldn't.
But, Mads, it's just...
There are things I can't tell you.
I know.
But no, I would never lie to you.
I know.
I'm sorry all my bullshit seems to land at your feet.
[Coltrane barks]
[suspenseful music playing]
- [Coltrane barks] - Shit.
[grunts]
[Coltrane barks]
[Bosch] It's okay, boy. It's okay. It's okay.
I can't read that without my glasses.
You know what this is, Bosch. Open up.
Assholes.
Come here, boy. Come on.
Come on.
[indistinct chatter]
Double-check everything.
Best if you leave, Mr. Ramirez.
I don't think I should.
It's not a request.
And hand over your phone.
Oh, please, put those back.
Just stop.
Those files predate Ms. Chandler joining my firm.
Okay, well, text me when you're done.
Almost done with your office.
It's clean.
This is bullshit.
You're not gonna find anything. You know it and I know it.
The day is young.
Martin, I am so sorry.
My reputation took a beating today, Honey.
I can fix this.
I don't think you can.
I cautioned you about this from the beginning.
I have a duty to protect what I have built here.
My firm.
Martin.
Martin, please.
[indistinct chatter]
[sighs] It's been hours and not a single document on Rogers.
Patience.
It looks like she destroyed them.
[phone rings]
Hollywood, this is the tip line, Officer Bosch speaking.
National and Overland heading west.
Great. Thank you.
Hey. Thought this was your day off.
- Anything I can do to help. - [Mank] With Ellis.
Always use an extra ear.
[phone rings]
Hollywood, this is the tip line, Officer Bosch speaking.
So, anything useful?
Nothing on Rogers yet.
A few more stacks to go through.
Won't be long.
- [analyst] Agent James? - Yeah?
Everyone needs to hear this.
[Rogers] I'll call you back.
[Chandler] Bad news? Aslan?
How will you pay them back now?
[Kading] What is she talking about?
[Rogers] Shut the fuck up.
[Chandler] You can run from the Russians, but you can't hide.
[Rogers] Why don't you quit beating around the bush
and tell me what you have in mind.
This wasn't on the thumb drive.
That little shit held out on us.
Found it on the backup of Chandler's personal cloud.
She knew about the pipeline explosion.
In real-time.
[pounding on door]
[indistinct chatter]
We can leak a story too.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Bosch] Next time on Bosch: Legacy.
[Barron] Obstruction of Justice,
and you're going to federal prison for the rest of your life.
This is the federal government, Honey.
They're riding a conviction rate just shy of 100%.
She's up to something.
I don't wanna be embarrassed. Not by her.
[Bosch] The man is innocent.
You know it. He knows it. Everybody in this room knows it.
You passed on protection while Ellis is still out there somewhere.
There is no telling where he is or what he's gonna do next.
Do you still carry your gun?
[Maddie] I can't escape his shadow.
He's always walked that line between what is justice and vengeance.
[theme music playing]