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Oh.

So, you're not gonna
tell me your secret.

There is no secret.
It just happened.

Oh, that's impossible.

Bayliss, look at you.
You're a stick.

Nobody drops 15 pounds
and claims it just happened.

Truth is, I never set out
to lose weight.

I just simply embraced
the Zen path

and the pounds just disappeared.

Eastern religion is your answer?

A couple of Aum Shanties
and I get skinny?

So how come Buddha's got such
a big belly?

That's not Buddha.

- You mean Hotei.
- Who?

- Detectives.
- What you got?

Uh, Caucasian, female,
mid to late twenties,

severe fracture to the skull,
possible broken neck.

You got any ID on her?

- No wallet, no ID.
- Well, where's the body?

Did you hide the body somewhere?

Look down.

Whoa.

I didn't see this edge.
Did you see the edge?

No, she probably didn't either.

- Accident?
- Excuse me.

- Excuse me.
- What's going on?

We saw the police cars.

We're looking for my sister,
Kimberly Cullen.

She was walking her dog.

- And you are?
- Erica Cullen.

This is my boyfriend,
Charlie Eichhorn.

We were with her at her house.

She left three hours ago.
She didn't come home.

Can you describe her to us?

Long hair, dark blonde.

She's wearing a silver dress.

What? Why are you looking at me
like that?

There's a woman down there.
She seems to have fallen.

Oh, it can't be.
It can't be Kimberly.

We can have one of you
take a look at her.

No, it's not Kimberly.

- Charlie.
- No, no, no.

It just can't be Kim.

She's getting married
in the morning.

Homicide.

Kimberly's life was just getting
going.

She was marrying
the man she loved.

She was starting law school
in the fall.

Duke University.

How long has your sister
and Marcus been together?

Two years.

They moved into this place
a year ago.

And how long
have they been engaged?

Since May. Around eight months.

What time did you leave
the rehearsal dinner?

Around 11:30.

And then the four of you
came back here?

Yeah, and then
Kim went to walk Sadie.

Uh, Marcus, her fiancé,
offered to go with her.

But she said no.

She was just gonna
go around the block.

She'd be back in ten minutes.

Did Kimberly
have a bag with her?

- A wallet?
- No. Nothing.

She was wearing a ring.

Both her hands were bare.
Are you sure that she had it on?

Kim never took off that ring.

From the day Marcus proposed,
it was glued to her finger.

She wouldn't even let me
try it on.

Dorothy and I hated
seeing Kim go,

but we knew
it was the right thing.

She had a scholarship, you know.

Full tuition.

When she still didn't come home,

we went out to look for her.

And this is you,
Erica and Marcus?

Yeah. We searched
the whole neighborhood.

We checked Leakin Park twice.

Sadie!

Come on, girl. Where are you?

Sadie!

- Your sister's having a baby?
- She was due yesterday.

Any minute now,
I become Uncle Mike.

Which means Gee's
going to be a grandfather.

That's usually how it works.

But if you wanna
stay in Homicide,

I wouldn't tell anyone.

I think my father's feeling
a little bit old.

Yeah, he'll get over it
once he sees the kid.

Welcome to the historic center
of theater, detectives.

Can I take your tickets?

Just point us toward
the dead guy, Hoskins.

Right this way.

What do we got?

Driver's license reads
Michael Benjamin Blowen.

White male, 45 years of age.

Found cooing in his seat
after Bogart double featured.

Which movies?

Casablanca and The Big Sleep.

Well, it seems he took
the second title
a tad too literal.

- Talk to us, Dyer.
- You may get off easy.

There's no visible trauma.

- I'm guessing heart attack.
- You're guessing?

Can't tell you for sure
until I've seen his insides.

Well, do us a favor
and put a rush on it.

Might as well
start asking some questions.

Where's the rest
of the audience?

At home, I would think.

You let them leave?

This place emptied out before
the credits stopped rolling.

Janitor came in to clean up.

Blowen's still sitting here
waiting on the next show.

Okay, I suppose that leaves us
with only one thing to do.

Round up the usual suspects.

- Hey.
- Hey.

So, who'd you talk to?

Uh, let's see,
I talked to Charlie,

her father, a couple of cousins.

I talked to Erica, the bride's
mom and the groom's mom.

Hmm.

But not him?

Who?

The groom, Marcus.

No, I thought that
you were talking to him.

No, I didn't talk to him.

I thought that
you were gonna talk to him.

You wanna go up?

Maybe we should wait.

I don't know. I'll-- I'll go up.

Marcus, I'm Detective Bayliss.

I'm sorry.

I need to ask you
some questions.

Is that okay with you, son?

Had, um...

Kimberly been
to Leakin Park before?

It isn't safe in there at night.

She said she was just
going around the block.

But you went
there to look for her
when she didn't get back.

We looked everywhere.

And then you came home.

In case she showed up.

I thought she'd be here
when we walked in the door.

I-- I--

You ought to go now, detective.

Well, we can talk later.

You're the owner?

No, the owner's in Philly.
I'm the manager.

The manager, the projectionist,

and sometimes ticket taker.

Yeah, I do pretty much
everything around here

except direct the old pictures.

So is the guy still in his seat?

They should be
wheeling him out soon.

Boy, I've been running
this place for nine years

and no one's
ever died on me before.

Did you get a good look
at the body, Mr. Hopper?

Can you tell us if Blowen
came to the movies here often?

Well, he did seem
vaguely familiar,

but often I don't know.

Uh, we may not be a multiplex,

but we've got
pretty decent crowds.

I can't keep track of every face
who comes through here.

What about tonight?

- How full was the theater?
- About half.

You know,
midnight double feature.

Not too many people
wanna stay up that late,

even for Bogey.

All right, we're going to need
to talk to audience members.

Did anyone pay for their ticket
by credit card?

Well, maybe a handful.

Uh, if you just give me
a minute,

I'll-- I'll pull the slips.

Jujube?

My watch says ten after five,
and in less than six hours,

150 guests are gonna
show up at St. John's

to watch Marcus Hume
marry Kimberly Cullen.

And Kimberly Cullen's on her way
to the morgue.

Yeah, and as you'd expect,
the immediate family's a mess.

So the dad has asked us
to show up at the church

for when the guests arrive, so
that we can help,

you know, spread the news.

If Kim had any enemies,

anybody that wanted to hurt her,

this would be
the crowd to tell us.

Well, Falsone and I
can tag along.

The more the merrier.

We're also gonna go
back to the crime scene.

Leakin Park is poorly lit.

We're hoping to have
better luck after sunrise.

What do you up to find?

An eight-month-old sheepdog
by the name of Sadie.

Uh, Cullen was walking her
when she left the house.

We're also looking for
footprints,

maybe track
whether Cullen was followed.

Have we ruled out the fiancé?

Marcus Hume was
with other relatives

for the two hours following
Cullen's disappearance,

and ME says that
she died close to midnight.

He couldn't have pushed her
off the cliff.

Yeah, but as far as we know,
no one did.

She was walking
too close to the edge,
and she fell in.

What a night for that to happen.

Well, one night is as random
as the next, really.

Death obeys no set schedule.

Yeah, that, or maybe Cullen
chose her moment carefully.

She may have committed suicide.

A 26-year-old woman
takes a nosedive off a cliff

12 hours before
she's gonna get married.

I can't be
the only one to have thunk it.

- You're not.
- So?

Well, the engagement ring
is missing.

You know, whether
it was an accident or suicide,

the ring should still be
on her finger.

- There's a stream
below the cliff, right?
- Yeah.

She tossed a little band
of gold in the water
before she went over.

Well, look, she never showed
any signs of depression.

Everyone that we spoke to said
she had never been happier.

Or so it appeared.

You search that stream, I bet
you find a ring on the bottom.

Right now, we've got
more reason to suspect

that Cullen was robbed
than that she killed herself.

I think we should start
with the pawn shops
before we hire divers.

Hey, it's your case.

We should also check
with Robbery and with Vice,

see if there's any
crime patterns in Leakin Park,

any-- any muggings, assaults,
drug activity.

All right.

We can't say homicide
or suicide or otherwise

until we get more information.

Let's see what we uncover.
Let's push the ME.

So that's what
we tell the wedding guests,

that the bride is dead
and we don't know what happened.

That's what we tell 'em.

Dead babies, dead brides.

I've worked two cases
in Baltimore,

and you couldn't bring me
a straightforward drug shooting?

Don't worry, Kalyani.
You'll see your share.

Right. For now, we're still
getting to know each other.

Didn't wanna make it too easy.

Oh, don't worry. You haven't.

Okay. Fractured skull,
internal trauma,

all consistent
with a 40-foot fall,

all sustained upon impact.

She didn't have
any additional injuries.

No signs of struggle,
no sexual assault.

- I assume you've
seen the fingernails.
- No. What about them?

Freshly manicured, nice and
neat for the wedding, except,

she has dirt and moss
underneath four nails,

and the one
on the right index is chipped.

So you think
she was holding on to the cliff

as she was hanging there?

It's a strong possibility.

And if she was holding on
to the cliff,

she didn't wanna fall.

Right, and that leads us
towards an accident.

A robbery.

Or even suicide.

I've seen plenty
of them up in Boston.

People who commit
to jumping into that great void

and then have
a tardy change of heart.

So if you had to rule it,
you'd say...

I'm afraid
I don't have an answer.

As of now, cause of death
is massive head trauma.

Manner of death
remains undetermined.

Took my daughter
to the double feature
for her birthday.

Somehow she reached 18
without seeing Casablanca.

Hmm. Do you remember
noticing this man?

Oh, how could I forget him?

Soon as the lights dim,
he starts yelling out lines.

One hour in,
he gives up the ending.

"She gets on the plane,
she leaves him behind."

Too bad for your daughter.

That idiot ruined
her entire experience.

She'd have been better off
if we'd stayed home
and rented the videos.

I'm an insomniac.

And sometimes
rather than tossing and turning,

I'll head on over to the Senator
to catch the midnight show.

Their films
tend to put me right out.

You slept through both movies?

I dozed off during the previews.

I am dreaming away
when this fella

starts talking
back to the movies.

He wakes me up.

I left before the second show.

Yeah, I shushed the guy twice.

- Both times he ignored me.
- Did you ask him again?

Yeah, I went right up to his
seat and told him to shut up.

- But it didn't work?
- He got even louder.

I'll tell you,
if it wasn't a heart attack,
I wish you two luck.

Wasn't the soul in that theater
that didn't want that man dead.

Who's the kid?

His name is Brian Terrell.

He wants to be a detective
when he grows up.

I-- I guess the bosses paid him
a visit in the hospital

and took some pictures.

Distinguished-looking young man.

Looks very cop-like in that hat.

You should put those up
in the squad room someplace.

Well, that's the plan, Sparky.

Did you see this, Meldrick?

- See what?
- Kimberly Cullen's obituary.

Oh, yeah, that's Ballard
and Bayliss's dead bride, huh?

Yep. NCAA sprinter,
AmeriCorps volunteer,

fluent in Spanish,
Phi Beta Kappa.

Now, look at this.

Wedding announcement.

Mm-hmm.
Same paper, same section.

You'd think someone
would've caught this in time.

Well, different departments.

Our families got to see this?

Hopefully they won't.

What do you wanna bet they will?

So how are we doing
on footprints?

It's mostly our own.
The place got pretty trampled.

Found six or seven others
apart from the victim's.

None within feet of the spot
where hers stopped.

Uh-huh. And the dog?

We combed the whole park.
There's no sign of Sadie.

- Tim, Tim!
- Whoa, Ballard, come on.
Hey, be careful.

Look,
right there. Fingernail marks.

She must have grabbed onto
that ledge.

Been waiting on you two.

- You got something for us?
- I might.

I had a chat
with Ravitch down in Robbery.

He says Leakin Park's been quiet
the past three or four weeks,

but they did work a couple
muggings there back in November.

- Yeah?
- There's some kid
with a switchblade

who likes to wave it
in people's faces

and take off with their wallets.

- Any description?
- Right here.

17, 18 years old,
brown hair, bad skin.

I told Ravitch to keep in touch.

Hmm.

- Don't I get a thank you?
- Aye.

- Thank you.
- Hey, and do I get dinner?

I guess that's a no.

Cullen goes out to walk the dog.

Now, this kid
jumps out in front of her

waving the knife.

He doesn't wanna hurt her.
He just wants the ring.

So she gives him the ring,

but next he wants the wallet,
which she doesn't have.

Kid threatens Cullen.

She backs up. She falls.

He freaks.
He runs off with the ring.

Now, she catches the ledge,
but she can't hold on.

- Yeah, it could be.
- Makes sense.

- Detective Bayliss.
- Yeah?

Are you police sources?
Who's police sources?

Uh, I'm sorry,
I don't understand.

"Investigators suspect
foul play,

but have yet to eliminate
the possibility of suicide,
say police sources."

I wanna know, who said that?
Was it you?

Why don't you have a seat?

Kimberly did not commit suicide.

Kimberly was mugged.

She was murdered.

We don't know that.

You don't know that because
you haven't found the person.

- You haven't found anything.
- Look, we are trying our best,

and it would help us
if you would talk to us.

- Isn't that what I'm doing here?
- Let's say Kim
didn't kill herself.

We will share with you
what we can.

You tell us
what you think happened.

- Can we sit? Can we talk?
- Yeah.

My cousin went to Colgate.

Did you go to college there?

No, it's Kimberly's.

Love, money, revenge,

of all the various and sundry
motives for murder,

talking in the movies
is the most reasonable excuse.

Yeah, this Blowen
probably died of natural causes.

That's what you think.

Really, the gods
of the old Hollywood
are sitting up there

in their Busby-Berkeley
version of heaven,

smoking cigars,
drinking rye on the rocks,

looking down in disgust

at this loony B-picture
we call our lives.

They're all up there together.

The Columbia goddess,

the MGM lion,
the four Warner brothers,

and they spot this schmuck
Blowen making a mockery

of their life's work,
so what's left to do

but rape the offending actor
as final scene?

The luminous Swede
gets the letters of transit.

Our loudmouth has
a massive cardiac arrest.

Farewell, fade out, the end.

Yeah, that movie's okay, Munch,
but the real story's better.

Really? What is it?

I just talked to Dyer.

The lab found
lethal doses of diazepam

in Michael Blowen's blood.

The guy didn't die
of a heart attack.

He overdosed on sedative.

Ouch.

So there's a chance that, um...

that this kid is the one,
this holdup guy?

Uh, yeah, he may be,
he may not be.

We're gonna have to find him
to find out.

I did think of somebody else,

someone that you should talk to.

- Who's that?
- Kim's ex-boyfriend.

Jesse Schotter.

They broke up about
a month before she and I met.

I don't think that he was
too thrilled about
us getting married.

Mm-hmm. Did they stay in touch?

Off and on. She sent him
a wedding invitation,

but he never RSVP'd.

And he lives in Baltimore?

Yeah, federal hell.

Well, I think we better
pay this Jesse a visit.

How long does it take
to fall 40 feet?

Uh, I don't know.

Well, maybe one or two seconds.

One or two seconds
can be a long time.

Excuse me.

Well, that's the last of 'em.

- I'm gonna go pay.
- Hold up a sec.

I'm gonna do another 100.

Another 100?

You don't think
we have enough already?

These are gonna get us
from the park to Falls Road.

If we wanna go further south,
we're gonna need a bunch more.

How far south do you wanna go?

I don't know.

All the way to Annapolis,
if we have to.

Because we have, like,
eight stacks here already.

We m--

we might not even have time
to hang them all.

What? Is there someplace
that you have to be?

Look, Charlie, if you
don't wanna help, don't help.

I'm doing another 100.

I wanted to go to the wedding.

I decided not to

because I thought
it would be awkward.

I thought they'd invited me
only to be nice.

So why didn't you RSVP?

I called instead.
I told her I couldn't make it.

I gave her my blessing.

- Did you mean it?
- I've been going out with Amanda
for almost eight months.

I'm happy.

Why shouldn't I want Kim
to be happy, too?

I don't know. Was she?

She said she was.

She said she loved Marcus.

She was excited
about law school.

Personally, I think it was
a shame she gave up her art.

Kim was an artist?

Yeah, you didn't know?

She was a painter.

She was a really good one, too.

Well, so why did she stop?

Marcus is a high school teacher.
He's not making a lot of money.

He put pressure on her
about that?

Not really.

Did her family?

No, they didn't have to.

I think Kim put
enough pressure on herself.

I-- I have a painting of hers,
if you wanna see.

Yeah, sure.

I keep meaning to hang this up.

Kim gave it to me
last time I saw her.

It's kind of eerie, isn't it?
Considering.

Up.

Down.

Now, I gotta agree
with Falsone on this,

the girl is definitely falling.

No, she's not falling.

She's flying. Look at her arms.

I'm looking at her arms.

Well, maybe she's swimming.

Well, you wanna go that far,
are we sure she's a she?

- Hey, Munch.
- Ballard.

Come here.
Take a look at this picture.

Do you see a girl
falling or a girl flying?

I see a small elephant.

Come on.

It's an elephant
grazing in a green pasture.

There's the trunk.
There's the tail.

Wait a minute.
Then what's all of this?

A baobab tree.

Hmm.

Can anyone say flashback?

Am I hearing
correctly, detectives?

Are you trying to close a case
by analyzing a painting?

We don't have
much else to go on, Gee.

Have you, uh,
found the robbery suspect?

Not yet. Description's out
on teletype and NCIC.

And we're coordinating
with the Pawn unit

and running a check on the ring.

But other than that...

Ballard, Bayliss,
there's someone here to see you.

Yeah, who's that?

- Is this Sadie?
- Yeah.

We found her under a bus stop
on the north side of the park.

Congratulations, you two.

You have your first witness.

Marcus loves Sadie.

Well, maybe having her back
will help him a little.

Where's Marcus now?

He and Charlie
are putting up posters.

I stayed here
trying to sort through

these wedding gifts,
ship everything back.

You're returning all the gifts?

Wouldn't people
want Marcus to keep them?

Sure, they'd like him
to keep 'em, but he says no.

I guess he's got
enough reminders,
doesn't need any more.

Hmm.

What about these paintings?

- Are they Kimberly's?
- Mm-hmm.

And the two in the hallway.

She was talented, wasn't she?

Very.

It's a shame
she had to give it up.

Who told you that?

Her ex-boyfriend Jesse said that

Kimberly always saw herself
as a painter,

that going to law school
wasn't her first choice.

Dog must have been starving.
She finished the whole bowl.

He said that your sister
went to Duke

because she felt pressured
to do that.

It's hard making a living
as an artist.

- Kimberly knew that.
- But did she wanna try?

I mean, say,
Marcus earned more money,

or, say, your folks
were more encouraging,

would she have kept at it?

Our parents
were always supportive.

No one forced Kim
to do anything.

Right, but
your Dad's lawyer, right?

And you're a lawyer, too?

I'll get the dog more food.

Look, is there something
that you're not saying?

- Erica?
- She was your sister, Erica.

How are we gonna find out
what happened to her

unless you tell us everything?

Kimberly called me
two weeks ago...

in the middle of the night.

She was crying
and-- and hysterical almost.

I'd never heard
her like that before.

- What was she saying?
- She was having doubts.

She was afraid...

to go to law school.

She didn't wanna
leave Baltimore.

She thought it was unfair

that she had to
switch career paths

while Marcus
could keep teaching.

She felt let down by him...

upset with herself.

I told her that everything
would be okay.

That it was normal,
what she was feeling.

It was just the usual jitters.

And now you're not sure?

Don't tell Marcus.

Please don't tell Marcus.

Michael Blowen had toxic levels
of sedative in his system.

When we go to Blowen's house,

we don't find any sedative
in his medicine cabinet.

We do, however, find these.

A half a dozen letters
sent back and forth

between your respective lawyers.

You tried to ban
Blowen from the theater, Hopper.

He threatened to sue you.

You still wanna claim
that he looked vaguely familiar?

Blowen was a regular here,
wasn't he?

Yeah, he was
a regular pain in my ass.

See, this guy Blowen
was coming here for two years.

He's seen every picture,
from The African Queen
to Dr. Zhivago.

He memorized all the dialogue.

He knows all the endings.

This week, he ruined Casablanca.

Last week, it was Psycho.

I barely turned on
the projector,

he's-- he's yelling,
"Don't go in the shower!"

That's not his mother,
that's Anthony Perkins.

You can name any classic,

and I'll bet Blowen's blown it.

The sled.
Rosebud's the name of the sled.

He got it when he was a kid.

You talking to me?

You talking to me? The falcon?

It's a phony. It's a fake.

Who needs him, Scarlet?

Tomorrow's another day.

He's not great or powerful.

He's behind the curtain.

We started losing business.

People would be
walking out of here early,

demanding their money back.

Pretty soon, word got around,

and half the seats in here
would be empty,
all because of this guy.

So you put diazepam
in his soft drink.

I asked the concession girl
to take a few nights off,

and I made up
a special vat of popcorn butter.

I just wanted to sedate him,

just make him shut up for once.

So the first week,
he was somewhat quieter,

but-- but he was
still incredibly loud.

So next time,

you just upped the dosage.

Well, I guess
I added a bit too much.

Okay, Hopper, I can't say
I don't sympathize with you,

but I'm going to
have to cuff you now.

We're taking you downtown.

Well, I didn't mean
to kill the guy.

Let's go.

Of all the movie theaters,
in all the towns,

in all the world,
he had to walk into mine.

Well,
at least we know something.

We know that Kimberly wasn't
the carefree, smiling bride

- that everyone wanted her to be.
- Yeah,
which doesn't tell us much.

I mean, plenty of people
have second thoughts

- before they get married.
- True.

Yeah, I keep going back
to the fingernails.

Uh, why would she hold on
if she wanted to fall?

Well, like Kalyani said,
maybe she changed her mind.

You know, she went up there
to get a good look at the view,

contemplate her future,

and she didn't like what
she sees,

so she made a decision.

But when
she started to act on it,

as soon as she was in the air,
she got scared,

and she grabbed onto
that lower ledge.

Okay, you see, to do that,

she had to be facing the cliff,
and to be facing the cliff,

she had to
have gone up backwards.

Maybe it was easier
for her not to look down.

God, this case.

If you want,
I could give you a lift home?

Oh, no. I'm gonna head upstairs

and look over some notes
from the original interviews.

Well, you get
a good night's sleep.

Maybe with fresh eyes,

everything will be
clearer in the morning.

Why do I doubt that?

- Hey, sexy.
- Oh, my God, you scared me.

Sorry. Is Bayliss upstairs?

I brought you two food.
One club sandwich
and one Caesar salad.

Uh, no, Bayliss just went home.

Oh. Too bad, huh?

Guess you're gonna
have to eat with me.

It's late, Paul.

I'm sorry. I got to work.

So where are you with Cullen?

Did you get anything?

Not really, no.

You wanna talk about it?

Do I wanna talk about it?

Not really. No.

Oh, the ME got
the tox screen back on Cullen.

It's a .02 blood alcohol.

Two glasses of Merlot
she had at the rehearsal dinner.

Yeah, there's no trace of drugs,
prescription or otherwise.

So Kim went over
that edge sober.

I don't know. Now, two glasses
of wine and I can get tipsy.

Yeah, but on a full stomach?

This is for you.

Are you ready to put
Cullen's name on the board?

Not quite yet, Gee.

Murder, suicide, mishap.

We still can't tell.

- Are you getting warmer?
- Try colder.

Factor in the wind chill
and we are well below zero.

Yeah, we conducted a second set
of interviews this morning

and only the sister admits
that Cullen was anxious.

And the parents,
they wouldn't talk.

Speaking of the parents,
they came to see me yesterday.

They wanted two new detectives.

But I assured them that you were
my top-notch investigators.

Anyway, I bought us
some more time.

But it hasn't even been a week.

Well, I don't care
if it takes a full year

as long as
we're building a case.

But if we're just
treading water,

if we're not able
to prove foul play,

then I think we ought to
let the parents know.

We can't make them wait forever.

Hey, the kid you wanted
from multiple holdups?

Yeah.

Just mugged a staffer
outside of Kernan Hospital.

Ravitch has him down
in the holding cell.

He says come on by.

Hey, Keith!

Hey, buddy.

So, uh, we hear
you've been real busy lately.

Well, our colleague here says
that you fessed up

to over a dozen holdups.

I got a drug habit.

Really? I would never
have guessed that.

Mmm. So, what?

Do you stick people up
for cash for your fix?

Is that what you were doing
last Friday night?

That's what I was doing. Look,
I already told the other guy.

You were in Leakin Park.

I was over in Canton,
outside the liquor store.

Yeah, but you have held up
people in Leakin Park.

I stopped going there.

No one carries enough cash
when they're walking their dogs.

Right, but they might be
wearing jewelry, like,

I don't know,
a big diamond engagement ring.

I was never that lucky.

It's okay, McCain. We know
you just wanted the ring.

You didn't wanna hurt anybody.

I don't know
what she's talking about.

Well, you spotted
the diamond on her finger,

you pulled out your knife,
and she backed off the cliff.

The cliff?
There's no cliffs in Canton.

I was outside the liquor store,
robbing some fat lady.

Ask her if you don't believe me.

We already did.
She can make the ID.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
but he could've mugged
her and Cullen both.

- First one, then the other.
- Timing doesn't work.

The holdup in Canton
was just after midnight.

He wouldn't have had time
to get to the park.

What are you, his lawyer?

All I'm saying is
McCain isn't your man.

He wasn't anywhere nearby.

He didn't take
your victim's ring.

All right. Give me your shoes.

- What?
- Your sneakers.

Take them off.

Take them off!

Now!

- You wanted to see me?
- Come in and sit down.

So, it's safe to see movies
at the Senator again.

We're charging the manager
with Blowen's murder.

- Charisse had a baby boy.
- A boy?

She did?

Seven pounds, nine ounces.

Amazing. Amazing.

They're talking about
calling him Al.

That's fantastic.

Congratulations, Grandpa.

Grandpa.

Grandpa.

I like it.

I like it.

- Congratulations.
- It's unbelievable, isn't it?

Grandpa. I like it.

You're going to the funeral?

Yeah. It won't take an hour.
You should come with me.

Yeah, but do you really think
the family wants us there?

If we had something to tell
them, that would be different.

But all we have to tell them
is that we have
nothing to tell them.

Yeah. Yeah, right.
Is that so terrible?

I'd rather hand
them a signed confession.

Yeah, so would I, except for
right now, we don't have one.

- We may never have one.
- And that's okay with you?

If it has to be...

yes.

To know that you do not know,

that is the beginning of wisdom.

The greatest meditation
is a mind that lets go.

A mind that lets go?

Yes.

That's great, Bayliss.

You should tell that
to Cullen's parents.

I'm sure it's exactly
what they wanna hear.

Oh.

So that means
you're not going, huh?

Is it okay to come closer?

I mean, it seems like you
haven't wanted me around much
in the past four or five days.

I told you
this was a tough case for me.

I mean, you caught
your big tough case,

and I wasn't exactly
your top priority.

So this is my payback, huh?

You know I was engaged
back in Seattle, right?

You mentioned that, yeah.

Ever wonder
why we didn't get married?

I figured
you'd tell me eventually.

Or not.

I walked out on him.

- Nice.
- It was, uh--

it was two weeks before
the wedding, and I just...

I just took off.

I didn't even tell him why.

What was the why?

It's impossible
to try and explain it.

Still, whatever
the reasons were,

walking out on Steve was the
hardest thing I've ever done.

It was the scariest thing
I've ever done.

But I couldn't not do it.

So you think
that's what happened to Cullen?

She couldn't not do it,
but couldn't do it either?

And so she killed herself?

Yeah.

I don't know.

I'm short, detectives.

Translation,
"Where are we on Cullen?"

Very good, Bayliss.

You speak shift lieutenant.

Well, I've had my practice.

So?

McCain's sneakers
didn't match up.

Neither did any of the shoes
from his closet.

We know he didn't mug her,
but we don't know
that she wasn't mugged.

So there's still the question
of the missing ring,

the dirt under her nails.

Translation,
"You have nothing new."

I guess we don't.

You know, her parents requested
different detectives.

Maybe we should just give them
what they want.

Did you run all this evidence
past Kalyani?

Yeah, we went over there
after the funeral.

And the official cause
is still undetermined?

Yes.

All right. We're gonna
put this on the back burner.

- Already?
- Look, if I sensed that
either of you were off your game

or you missed a key clue,
I would be quick to replace you.

But I don't get that sense.

The sense I get is that
this is just one of those cases.

Ballard?

Am I wrong about that?

Now tell me. We can keep going.

Bayliss? You wanna keep going?

All right.

A witness comes forward,
we find more evidence,

Cullen's back
at the top of our agenda.

Until then, someone ought to
tell the families.

Hey, Marcus.

Hi.

Looking for something?

I came here to be alone,
Detective.

Did you have an update for me?

Have you found anything?

It's actually what I came here
to talk to you about.

We're gonna put
the investigation
aside for a while.

Well, it doesn't mean
that we're dropping it.

New-- new things come up
all the time,

new evidence
and-- and new information.

But for now,
we've done all we can.

Does this mean
that she wasn't murdered?

No. It just means
that we don't know.

Are you gonna
tell her parents that?

And my parents?

I mean, they're convinced
that Kimberly was killed.

- What about you?
- Me?

I'm just gonna move on
with my life

as if none of this
ever happened.

Just forget that
Kim ever existed.

I didn't mean that.

I know.

She showed me this place
on our second date.

She said
she came here to forget.

I was looking for her ring.

- I know.
- I didn't find it, though.

Maybe someday you will.

Yeah, maybe.