thank you, miss richards. my name's dr. chad borman. i run the forensics lab at the police department, where my work has helped convict hundreds of sex offenders. most teens like ms. richards never get their lives together. the physical scars may go away, but the emotional damage stays forever.
and as for the perpetrators of this heinous act, even if you are still a minor, you will be tried as an adult, and, if convicted, you will do hard time.
are there any questions?
gotcha.
blood, fingerprints, sign of a struggle. i'd say we've got a rape on our hands, detective, but we won't know for sure until we run the tests.
it's standard procedure in a rape test. test for drugs and such.
we're going to need a urine sample. do you think you could fill this?
those are.
they're clear evidence markers.
yes they do.
yes. there was extensive bruising and tearing. we found no semen evidence. the latex abrasions point to the use of protection. this is quite common in cases of premeditated rape.
came back positive for rohypnol, a common date rape drug. traces were also found on the bottle of beer at the crime scene. both mr. clifford and miss sandoval's fingerprints were all over the bottle.
miss sandoval was found to have numerous bite marks on her upper torso that occurred during the rape.
i wasn't able to determine. fingernail markings, possibly.
they were made from the defendant's teeth, and the tests i conducted show there's simply no other conclusion. the bite marks on miss sandoval's body were made by the defendant, mr. jay clifford.
no can do, boss. we're sifting through the black widow evidence.
whatever you say, boss.
take out the chroma, raise the luminescence.
mind if chad joins?
any time. any place.
two beauties.  two beauties.
little blue pills. one of the perks of the job.
miss. richards. is. is there something i can do for you?
uh, sure, i guess. whatcha got for me?
no problemo. it'll only take a minute.
be careful, i got lots of evidence here.
they are, but.
like i told the judge, i guess they're finger nail markings.
w-where did you get that?
the pill. it's rohypnol. uh, roofies.
that parole officer was sniffin' around today.
yeah, but she's askin' the right questions. it's only a matter of time. we gotta make our move.
we gotta move fast, keep the heat off.
i wanna see 'em. the diamonds. make sure they're safe.
i just wanna see 'em. i thought we were
open it. i wanna see those puppies. marie rolls her eyes, takes a key from a delicate chain around her neck and fumbles with the lock. finally she opens the box, revealing the mother-daughter diamonds, resting on velvet lining.
i called the museum. the deal's goin' down tomorrow. 8 am.
us?
fucking hell!
don't move! don't splash, they can sense you in the water, they'll rip you to pieces.
no.
money talks, bullshit walks. i got strippers to feed.
chad likes the sound of that.
we'll put you right here, and.