Name's Ken Scoffield. License from Amarella, Texas. 100 bucks in his pocket, half his head blown off. Looks like he had company in the car. >> So, you got any prints? >> More than that. >> Oh, maybe he got a little too fresh, huh? >> You Brisco and Logan? >> Yeah. >> Station just radioed in. Someone picked up a half naked girl trying to hail a cab. >> Hope she didn't catch a cold. >> I didn't even really know him. We just met that night at a club. The garage. >> Looks like you became fast friends. He bought me a couple of drinks. He seemed like a nice guy. He was a model. My magazine had done some work with his agency. >> Didn't you think he might be more comfortable back at his place? >> He said that he lived in Greenwich. I had to be up early for work. I couldn't drive all the way to Connecticut. Uh I have a roommate. We couldn't go there. We just wanted to see the sunrise. >> That sounds romantic. So, uh, then what happened? He got a little too friendly. >> Wait, you don't think that I No way. >> Why don't you just tell us what happened? >> We were in the car and some lunatic was staring at us, so Ken told him to get the hell out of there. And the next thing I know, the guy pulls out a gun and >> All right, we're going to have you talk to someone who's going to make a composite of this guy. Okay. >> Yeah, sure. Um, one thing, the guy wore glasses, thick glasses with black frames. >> Let me ask you something. Why didn't you call the police? >> I never thought that. I don't know. Some nut just killed Ken right in front of me and I got scared. You know, I ran. >> There's a Scott Hector in interrogation one. A traffic cop from the 22 stopped him from skipping a red light. >> Should this interest us? >> Mr. Hexter drives a brown Chevy. Seems he has 12 outstanding parking tickets. >> Please tell me he wears thick black glasses. >> My guess he can't see the big E at the top of the chart. Scott's a good guy, I'm telling you. Ties his bags, never makes noise. >> Changes his underwear once a week. >> Well, the troublemakers are the pair upstairs. Them and the damn dog. >> A landlord's dream. Perfect tenant. >> At least he's not a health nut. >> Oh, yeah. [clears throat] But he does take care of himself. That's a 22. Scoffield was shot with a 44. Well, maybe he uses this one for practice. >> I can't tell. It was dark. You want a closer look at any of them? >> Number two. >> Number two. Step forward. >> How about number four? >> Number four. Step forward. >> No, it's number two. >> Thank you, Miss Templeton. >> Goose eggs. Counselor. >> You're forgetting Mr. Santana. A maybe. Even if my client was in his deli last week, boosting your cholesterol isn't a crime. >> He had a gun. >> It was licensed. Besides, it was the wrong caliber. You've got the wrong guy, fellas. >> There's still the 12 unpaid parking tickets. >> You're kidding, right? No wonder the city's going bankrupt. We'll be in touch. >> No witnesses, no weapon. We couldn't even get past a grand jury with this. >> Want to come out of there, Scotty? >> What now? I forget to pay my toll on the tribal. >> We don't give out tickets for shooting people. Scott, would you put down the shears? >> Scott Hexter, [music] you're under arrest for the murder of Ken Scoffield. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say [music] can and will be used against you in court of law. Do you understand that? You have a right to an attorney. >> My god, Scott. >> Don't worry. We'll water him today. >> No cost. >> Can't his lawyer get through to him? >> His lawyer can't even turn off the tap. We were walking Hexter back to his cell and he was still crying. Any chance he could be telling the truth? >> Hey, he knows where the door is. All he has to do is give us an alibi. >> This guy's a box of Froot Loops. One minute he's pruning the flowers in the garden, the next minute he's playing with daddy's guns in the bedroom. >> Just for drill, run down all the open files with similar amos for the past year. Maybe we can tie some of those to Mr. Aster. >> Richard Gil, 24, body found in Corona, shot with a 38. Asalent unknown. Scotty shoots a 44. Maybe the gun was in the shop >> here. Tursel Johnson, 18, found in his car near Highbridge Park, popped twice in the head with a .357. >> What? Scotty comes to Harlem. >> I'll mark it as impossible. >> We got shootings with various calibers. In the car, out of the car, uptown, downtown, >> but nothing that matches Hexter's preferred mode of self-expression. >> Know why that doesn't surprise me? Motor vehicles sent this down. report on a hit and run last night in Riverdale. Tan Chevys, same plate as Hexters, 10 minutes after Scullfield was killed. >> Is it possible he was in both places? >> Sure, with a pair of wings and a good tailwind. >> Otherwise, you need at least 15 minutes to get up to Riverdale. >> What are we saying here? Wrong man sitting in Rikers >> or somebody got the plate numbers mixed up on the hit and run. Look, the car was in Forest Park. He fits all the composits. He's got the glasses. What are the odds? He's got to be the shooter >> or the unluckiest man alive. >> I'm innocent, but no matter what I say, you're going to get me. >> Mr. Hexter, that's not true. >> Then what am I doing here? Why does he want me to plead guilty? I don't understand what's going on. >> If you could account for your whereabouts. >> I told the police I was at the movies. I was nowhere near Forest Park. >> And last night, your car was seen in Riverdale. >> I went for a ride. I was by myself. I was just driving. I'm sure that your lawyer has explained to you the value of an uncorroborated alibi. >> Scott, I can't help you if you keep lying. I am so sick of this. Why can't you just believe me? I didn't kill anybody. >> My son wouldn't hurt a soul. He's not that kind of boy. The police say he was in the area when the Queen's boy was shot. They have his parking ticket. >> That wasn't Scotty. I got that ticket. It was his car. >> St. Mary's was having a food drive for the homeless. I needed Scotty's car to bring the canned goods I collected. >> Well, your son didn't tell us. >> He didn't know. He was in the city. I simply paid the ticket. I still don't understand how the police could think he murdered anyone. Scott refused to give us an alibi for last night. If he has one, why wouldn't he tell us? Mrs. Hter, >> he has a friend in the city. He doesn't think I know. My husband would have thrown him out of the house. I think I can find the name. >> Last night we had takeout Chinese at Scotty's. >> He worries someone might see us holding hands. >> So, after you read each other's fortune cookies, what was on the menu then? A quiet evening on the couch and a couple bottles of wine. Life is a cabernet. Did >> you spend the night, Julian? >> Scotty wouldn't let me. I tried taking a taxi at 2. Scotty ended up driving me home. >> And where's home? >> Riverdale. >> We got a report on a hit and run. >> That's what this is about. >> Maybe. >> There was ice on the street and Scotty bumped into a parked car. I guess he'd had a little too much to drink. I told him he should leave a note on the car. That would have saved us a lot of trouble. >> How you doing, Zelda? >> Detective Mike, come and sit down next to Zelda. >> You had those yearnings, so you got everybody out looking for me. >> No, this is business. It's about the guy with glasses. >> I've been keeping an eye out, but I ain't seen him. >> Yeah, I got a picture I want you to see. >> Who's this? Well, you tell us. >> He's not Mr. Peepers. He's too young. And the face is too chubby. This one looks like a mama's board. >> I'll call Ben Stone. >> Ray, what happened to number 484 935? >> Yeah, him. >> I got a couple of suits getting pissy out here. Okay, they got him at the infirmary, gentlemen. Look at that door. >> We're looking for prisoner Scott Hexter. >> He's inside. >> Scott Hexter. >> He was eating dinner. Somebody stabbed him with a sharpened toothbrush. took his baloney sandwich. [music]