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What a lovely dress.

Antique French lace.

Freshwater pearl.

You certainly know how to spend Danny's
money.

Don't you know it's bad luck to see the
bride in her wedding gown?

Well, then take it off.

Slowly.

Make me.

I mean, look at it. All of these... I
want all of these wilted ones out of

okay? If I'm paying my good money for
this, I want it done right.

Just think.

By this time tomorrow, we'll be married.

Your father will be dead.

And my stepmother will be in jail for
murder.

And we'll be rich, rich, rich.

Oh, Philip.

I do so love happy endings.

Morning, Nina.

Good morning, lovebirds.

Daddy, you're not grumpy because your
little girl's getting married, are you?

No, I'm grumpy because the only thing
I'm getting out of this wedding is

bankruptcy. And its son -in -law.

Like I said, bankruptcy.

Flowers have arrived.

I hope you have the sense to appreciate
this bouquet, Cindy.

Ah, Denise, they're beautiful.

Now, wait a minute, Cindy. Start
explaining.

Orchids? What happened to the
carnations?

Actually, I canceled the carnations.
They lack style.

They also lack a high price tag.

Worship the bottom line all you want at
work, Wade. I won't let you embarrass me

in front of my friends.

Who knew parasites were so sensitive?

Oh, look at the time.

We better get dressed.

Wait a minute.

Look.

I'm sorry, okay?

Kitten.

Oh, joy.

Denny and Daddy together again.

Not for much longer.

Do you have it?

Of course. Just like we planned.

You are so clever.

You are so right.

Hello, nice to see you.

How are you? Nice to see you.

Hey. Oh, hi, Mark.

Hi.

Nice recovery.

Morgan is as lively as ever. Just
brimming with youth and personality.

Three, two, one.

Well, Phil, right on time.

At least that's one thing you do right.

How about a shot of you two shaking
hands, yeah?

Fireplace all right? Oh, fantastic,
yeah, yeah.

Good.

Okay.

Yeah, yeah, fantastic, fantastic.

Great, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Just a
couple more.

By the way, have you had a chance to
read my report?

Oh, why bother, Phil?

You know and I know, the whole damn
company knows I only hired you to stop

Cindy's moaning and groaning about how
broke you are.

Awesome. Yeah, yeah. Hey, see you at the
wedding, yeah? Yeah.

Thank you.

So it was just a coincidence that you
happened to implement my ideas on the

recliner.

Your ideas?

Well, now, that's not exactly how I
remember it.

Hmm. Isn't that convenient?

Care to join me for a drink?

Well, I'll drink with anybody.

Especially since it's me who's paying
for the booze.

Morgan, out!

Not about to show up at that altar
covered in dog hair.

Hell, I'm disappointed you're showing up
at all.

Has Pastor McSwain arrived yet?

Up to his elbows and my appetizers.

You know, wait.

We should put all these bitter words
behind us. I am, after all, marrying

daughter. Isn't it about time we started
getting along?

Nope.

Marvelous. I see downstairs, yeah? Thank
you.

Oh, darn.

I've chipped a nail.

Really? We've just got time to make the
six o 'clock news.

Denise, would you get my nail polish?

Please?

It's in the kitchen. The top drawer next
to the spice rack?

Sure. I've got nothing better to do.
It's not like we have guests or

Do you, Cindy Montgomery Garrett, take
this man as your lawfully wedded

I do.

Do you, Philip Evans Kobler, take this
woman as your lawfully wedded wife?

I do.

Place the ring on her finger.

Asthma. He's had it since he was a kid.

What God has joined...

May no man put asunder.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

I don't care. I can't breathe.

You're always so dramatic.

Have I ever visited this house? I
haven't fallen over that tall. Yeah, one

Then you tripped over my ottoman.

Wait, how long has that cough been that
bad?

You clear your throat, you cough, it's
no big deal.

I'm not so sure about that. You're
flushed and you're sweating, too.

Where's your inhaler? Would you stop
being my doctor and just be my guest,

Tell you what, why don't you try the
cheese puffs Denise had made special?

They do look good. Yeah, well, for a
buck a puff, they should be.

Are you okay, Daddy?

No, I am not okay.

Everybody keeps asking me stupid
questions.

Well, you can relax. I'll keep my eye on
him.

Thanks, Jeffy.

Thank you for not smoking.

Three nicotine patches sort of gave it
away.

How long ago did you quit?

A month ago. I was afraid with the
wedding and my nerves that I would start

again. Well, if you haven't started by
now, you never will.

You're welcome.

I couldn't help but notice you standing
over here all alone.

I guess this is one of those parties I
don't know many of the guests.

Well, you're a friend of Wade.

And a friend of Cindy's.

And now you're a friend of mine.

Consider yourself part of the family,
Dr. Bentley.

Oh, Amanda, please.

Deal.

Amanda.

Philip! Come on, hon!

I better get back to my bride.

We need you for this picture.

Do you think Cindy knows how lucky she
is?

Amanda, are you jealous?

Can you blame me?

No, I guess I can't.

Do you think Phil knows how lucky he is?

It's our dance, Daddy.

Come on.

Come on, Daddy, just one dance. Please.

I wish.

Now you're starting to worry me.

Go. Now, after you throw your life away
on a used car salesman, you're concerned

about how I feel.

Spare me, okay?

Where's his inhaler? It's in the
kitchen.

Deep breath, Wade.

Another one.

Deep.

He's flushed and diaphoretic. He's not
breathing. Oh, my God.

Daddy! I'll start controlling the
airway. You start compression. Call 911.

I'm on it.

Oh,

Daddy, no!

Oh.

Toxicology report confirmed high levels
of the mood elevator phenolzine.

What kind of a doctor would prescribe
phenylzine for an asthmatic? They

wouldn't. Which is why a man brought me
in on this.

And why I just paid a visit to the
Garrett house.

Find anything?

Wine glass with traces of a nice merlot
and phenylzine.

Red wine contains tryptophan.

You combine that with the phenylzine and
all the dairy that was in his system.

Plus the butyrol in his inhaler.

His blood pressure was bound to go sky
high.

And a fatal stroke was inevitable.

And apparently deliberate.

Morgan, don't you ever chase cats or
something? Do you have a fire hydrant

visit?

Never mind.

What about the household staff?

Gardener, housekeeper? Did Mr. Garrett
get along with them?

Everyone loved my dad.

The man had no enemies.

What about Denise?

Did they ever fight? They had their
tits, but they were crazy about each

You know, I just... Never mind. It's an
absurd thing to bring up.

Why don't you let us decide that?

Tell him, darling.

Well, two weeks ago, Dad's lawyer
called.

Said his new will was ready.

Did he mention the beneficiary?

Denise loved my dad.

I wish I was as confident of that.

You did say that Denise was the only one
wearing a white rose corsage at the

wedding. What if she was?

I found this white rose petal over there
on the floor by the wet bar.

Yes, I was treated for clinical
depression.

Not that it should matter now. I took
all the popular antidepressants.

Prozac, Zoloft.

Phenolzine? I haven't taken it in years.

And you haven't renewed your
prescription lately?

I think I just answered that question.

Mind if I have a look?

Where is this going?

Toward the truth, we hope.

Does this look familiar to you?

Prescription drugs and their known side
effect.

No, I'm more of a Danielle Steele fan
myself.

You're saying you've never seen that
book before?

Uh -uh.

You must have had your eyes closed when
you checked it out at the library.

I don't even own a library card. And you
never renewed your prescription for

phenylzine either, huh?

You knew that phenylzine and albuterol
were a deadly mix for an asthmatic. And

you knew that dairy products and red
wine would make it even worse.

everything you ordered for that
reception contained cheese.

I must say, you did your research well.

I didn't do any research.

I never read that book.

I certainly didn't kill Wade.

The evidence says otherwise.

All you had to do was put the phenylzine
in Wade's red wine.

and then wait till he used his inhaler.
And how convenient that you knew exactly

what that inhaler was.

Seems pretty clear you had means and
opportunity.

What about motive?

Tell me why I would kill my husband.

He was worth a great deal of money.

Am I wearing last year's potato sack?

This is an original Vertelli.

Tiffany's. Platinum setting, not a stone
under ten carats.

Isn't it obvious?

Wade gave me whatever I wanted.

That includes changing his will.

Proves I'm innocent. Whoever picked up
the penalty at the pharmacy bought a

of cigarettes, too.

Cindy's brand.

Cindy's former brand.

You bought those cigarettes hoping to
frame her, not realizing Cindy had quit

smoking.

Denise Garrett, I'm placing you under
arrest for the murder of Wade Garrett.

You have the right to remain silent.

You say can and won't be used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

And that, my dear, is the perfect
murder.

sounds good good no my dear it's better
than good

it's foolproof and that is exactly how
it's going to happen at our

wedding tomorrow

nina

Oh,

now, there's my little lovebirds.

No ray of sunshine on this, the morning
of all mornings? No sane human being has

a smile on their face at this god -awful
hour.

Especially after last night.

We did hit the dom pretty hard.

Oh, celebrating your last day of
freedom, huh?

Amongst other things.

Hey, everybody.

The flowers have arrived.

Casablanca lilies for the bride and a
white rose for me.

Where are my orchids and Stephanotis?

Cindy, the floor said the Catalina
orchids and Stephanotis were

The lilies were more expensive, but your
father... Lily, I'm going to look like

Morticia.

Dad, don't sweetheart me. This is my
wedding, not your wife.

I can't believe you allowed her to do
this to me.

I'm so sorry. This is my fault. I should
have talked to you before I made any

changes. Oh, and that's supposed to make
me feel all better.

Look, the guests are going to be
arriving soon. We all need to finish

dressed. And, kitten, you just need to
calm down a little, huh?

Come on.

Did you

bring them?

You bet.

Good plan.

Ha! There.

Ow!

Damn. Lord, I'm bleeding.

Here.

Phil, what are you doing?

Looking for a few good books for the
honeymoon?

No.

No?

Will the fireplace be okay? Yeah, yeah,
yeah, fabulous.

Fabulous, fabulous.

Come here, come here.

Here.

Smile, yeah?

Please?

Yeah, spectacular.

See you. Thanks.

Uh, Philip, there's something that I've
been meaning to say to you.

Yeah?

I know that you and I have had our
differences, but today of all days, I

we should try and make a new start.

Be friends. It's not too late for that,
is it?

I guess this means you've read my
proposal?

Uh, yes, I did, and pretty darn clever,
I must say.

I don't know anybody else who's coming
out with rolled and pleated Naugahyde

recliners. Retro is the way to go these
days.

But, Philip, my company has built its
reputation on fine leather furniture.

But I don't want to discourage you. You
just be patient.

It takes a while to learn your way
around a new business.

I understand.

Keep quiet, follow orders.

No, no, not at all. Listen, Phil.
Whatever.

How about a drink?

It's a little early, isn't it?

Hey, if we're going to be friends, then
friends drink together, right?

Okay, I'll have whatever you're having.

Has Pastor McSween arrived yet?

Yeah, got here about a half hour ago. I
have a feeling we're going to have to

order more appetizers.

How's the weather?

Phillip, it's Southern California.

Odds are it's going to be sunny.

Could you check?

Yep, it's sunny.

You know, I think I saw something on the
horizon earlier.

With El Nino and all, you just never
know anymore. I'll look.

Not a cloud in the sky. It is gorgeous.

You know, wait.

I'm sorry, Phil. Gee, that was all my
fault. I'm sorry. I apologize.

No!

Morgan, out!

Morgan, down, you stupid dog!

You know, I don't know why you let that
hairball in this house.

Well, look at it this way, Phil. I let
you in the house, didn't I?

And that turned out okay.

Fantastic.

Cindy, you look beautiful.

Phil is one lucky guy.

That's what I keep telling him.

Oh, no.

This would happen to me.

What happened?

$40 for a manicure. It doesn't even last
for one day.

Well, they don't look chipped.

Trust me, they are.

Please, would you get me my nail polish?

It's in the kitchen.

You keep your nail polish in the
kitchen?

I eat, I do my nails.

You know how it is?

Your color's passion pink, right?

There's a bottle there on the vanity.

I guess I forgot I had a spare.

You're just stressed.

How about a nice hot cup of chamomile
tea?

That would be great.

Lemon and honey.

Lots of honey.

When I was a child, I spake as a child.

I understood as a child.

I thought as a child.

Do you, Cindy Montgomery Garrett, take
this man as your husband?

Yeah.

I mean, yes.

I do.

Do you, Philip Evans Kobler, take this
woman as your lawfully wedded wife?

Yeah,

I do.

What God has joined, may no man put
asunder. I now pronounce you husband and

wife.

That was lovely.

For a minute there, I didn't think
Philip was going to make it.

Phil, what about Cindy?

Mark.

I'm so glad you could make it. Oh,
listen, when I deliver a baby, it comes

a lifetime warranty.

Communions, graduations, weddings, all
included in the package.

So how have you been?

Great. Been here, well, almost an hour.
I haven't tipped over your duck.

You know, he has been acting very
strange lately.

I think he was getting married.

Oh, honey, I am so proud of you.

Congratulations. Thanks, Mark. Thanks,
Daddy.

So, how do you feel?

Never better. This is the happiest day
of my life.

Well, then, it's time to celebrate.

Dig in.

There are the two thingies that Denise
picked out.

You too, Mark.

Well,

have some more. You don't want to hurt
Denise's feelings, do you?

Two.

Cindy! Congratulations, man.

When I get back, this tray better be
picked clean.

Think she means the flowers, too?

When were you going to tell me you
spilled Daddy's drink on our honeymoon?

Is that a problem, Cindy? I find that
hard to accept.

Thank you so much for coming. Thank you.

Wonderful to see you.

The planets don't matter. We just need
to make some adjustments. You're right.

Okay, there's more phenolzine in
Denise's purse.

Only she has the wrong purse.

I don't believe this. Who the hell
changes purses in the middle of a

Please, Dacon, we'll work through this.
Yeah, just like that bimbo will work her

way through every dime of Daddy's money.

My money. Don't worry.

They'll both get what's coming to them.
Nothing's coming to them because you

spilled Daddy's drink.

We'll get another chance, maybe after
the honeymoon.

No! Now, get the fennel zine out of
Denise's gold purse.

dump it in some wine, and give it to
Daddy.

We'll have to think it through a little
bit better than that.

Which doesn't mean that we can't do it
now.

Damn. Bleeding again.

Jesse. Phil, sorry.

What are you doing here?

You know, truth is, this house is so
big, I kind of got lost looking for the

bathroom. Oh, uh, straight down the
hall.

Third door on your left.

Thanks. Wow.

That's a pretty nasty cut you got there.

Uh, yeah.

I was slicing cheese a few minutes ago.

You were slicing cheese at your own
wedding?

Well, you know, I like to help out.

Wait.

We never did have that drink, did we?

Oh, I guess we didn't. So, here's to our
future as a family.

Daddy, may I have this dance?

I'd be honored. It's not a good idea.

Well, I mean, you can't dance the first
dance until you finish the first drink.

It's true, Daddy. It's tradition.

Well, tradition.

Bottoms up.

Come on.

Now you can dance.

Come on, let's dance.

She looks great.

Couldn't have noticed you standing over
here all alone.

Which is a real shame.

I don't know too many of the other
guests.

Well, you're a friend of Wade's,
Cindy's, and now mine, Dr. Bentley.

Or should I call you Amanda?

Dr. Bentley will do.

You're lost, babe.

Honey, maybe we should sit this out,
huh?

But, Daddy, it's our dance.

Okay, okay.

You all right?

No, I think we better have him take a
break.

Daddy?

Where's his inhaler? I don't know,
Denise.

He leaves it everywhere. I'm not sure.

You're his wife. How could you not know?

I'll check the medicine cabinet
upstairs.

All right, we need deep breath.

Another one.

He's not breathing.

How many deer will you start CPR?

Call 911.

I'm on it.

I'm very sorry.

So you're officially calling it a
suspicious death?

I'd have to say yes. It's highly
unlikely that a doctor would prescribe

phenylzine to an asthmatic.

Especially for Wade Garrett.

I can't imagine anyone getting him to
take another depressant.

Too bad he wasn't as cautious with his
diet.

I'd say he's a little past cholesterol
where he's now.

Well, actually, his last meal was
downright deadly.

The red wine and dairy products Wade
consumed guaranteed a fatal reaction to

butyrol.

His inhaler.

Well, thanks, Amanda.

Sure.

Poor Cindy.

I remember thinking at the time, what
could be worse than having your father

at your wedding?

How about finding out he might have been
murdered?

Well, we don't know that for sure yet.

We won't until we find out who slipped
Wade to phenolzine and why.

You got it?

Come on.

Hurry up.

Okay. The pill bottle and library card
are in the purse, the rose petal's on

floor, the book's on the shelf, and the
damn dog's outside.

So relax.

It's a few hitches, but all in all, went
according to plan.

What if there are more hitches? What if
everything starts coming apart again? It

won't. We've corrected all the problems.
Your father is dead. All the clues are

finally in place.

Now we just wait for Mark Sloan to
stumble on them.

I keep thinking.

Mark has caught so many murderers. Yes.
Yes, he has.

Dozens. But did any of them have a plan
like ours?

I can't imagine anybody having a plan
like ours.

I mean, getting Mark to frame Denise for
us.

He will if we guide him to it.

We know all the questions he's going to
ask. We know all the answers to give.

I've anticipated everything.

Oh, well, I'm feeling really relieved
knowing that you anticipated my father

spilling his drink and Denise switching
person.

Cindy, every good plan is adjustable,
and that's what we've done. We've made

adjustments, and that's what we'll keep
doing. Every time Mark Sloan makes a

move, we simply counter that move.

Like a chess game.

Perfect analogy.

Okay, so when Mark moves his queen, we
move our... What do you call that little

horse thingy again?

Go hide the purse in Denise's room.

Now!

And then around 12, 15, I joined poor
Wade here.

He had to report himself.

Nina?

What are you doing?

This might be a crime scene.

This whole house might be, actually.

Well, then, someone sure should have
told me.

Have you touched anything in here?

Can you dust and vacuum without touching
nothing?

Well, until this is over, let's try not
to disturb anything else, okay?

Fine by me.

Oh, and leave the vacuum, please.

Who knows what evidence she's destroyed?

Things have a way of turning out,
Philip.

I'm sure we'll find what we need.

Find what?

What are you looking for?

Mrs. Garrett, there's evidence that your
husband died from a fatal drug

interaction.

That's not possible.

Wade didn't take drugs of any kind,
except his asthma medication.

Well, that's why I need to ask you a few
questions.

I'd also like permission to search the
premises.

Whatever you need.

I'd like to get to the bottom of this as
much as you do.

Philip, why don't you go see how my dad
and Cindy are doing?

Sure.

After what happened, everything seems
strange and out of place. Oh, I can

understand. But did you notice anything
at all unusual?

Something somebody said or did that kind
of stood out?

After breakfast, the photographer took
pictures while Denise helped me dress.

That's two.

Wade and me.

The photographer took our pictures in
the living room.

And then, well... What is it, Cindy?

What, darling? Tell us. It could be
important.

Well, right in the middle of everything.

Denise suddenly got weird about her
corsage.

She suddenly had to have it. It was
already 11 .30, but everything had to

while she went downstairs to find it.

That's just Denise.

I don't think I understand.

She was really into the wedding.

She had to micromanage every detail.

Denise is so strong.

She's been a real champ since... since
it happened.

She's held up much better than me.

I can't believe she's not back on the
medication.

I wasn't aware Denise was on any
medication.

A couple years ago, she had a little
depression problem.

Will you look at Morgan? He's still
hyperactive.

Shut up, Morgan!

He's been like this since yesterday.
Something's gotten into him.

Maybe he's mourning his master.

Dogs do that.

You know, on the other hand, Cindy could
be right.

Would you mind if I took a blood sample
from Morgan?

Sure.

Absolutely. If you think it'll help.

Here, Morgan.

Come here, boy.

That's a counter move?

Something's gotten into him?

What if Mark finds phenolazine in
Morgan's blood?

Um... We adjust the plan?

Let's go find out what's got into you
anyway. Let's go over here.

We're just going to have a look at you.
You'll be totally painless.

But I wasn't supposed to be smoking.

That part of the plan can be readjusted.
With everything else that's gone wrong,

we dropped the whole quitting business.
We did?

We also forgot to plant the receipt.

Probably for the best.

No need to make things too complicated.

Number one is means.

Denise checked out a library book on
prescription drugs.

She says she didn't even have a library
card.

Well, her purse says otherwise.

I also found that bottle of phenolzene
inside it.

You know, phenolzene's not an over -the
-counter drug. She couldn't have gotten

one without a doctor's prescription.

What about a forged one?

Yeah, that's what it probably was.

Number two is motivation.

Wade's will.

Everything, including control of Cindy's
trust fund, goes to Denise.

And number three, you've got
opportunity.

According to Cindy, Denise came
downstairs about 11 .30 to look for her

I found that inside the vacuum cleaner.

From her corsage?

Well, that puts her in the living room
all right.

According to Philip, Wade already had a
drink in hand when he joined him there.

Red wine.

Did Denise mention being there or
pouring Wade a drink in hand? No, it's

just a terrible blur.

And then there's Denise's instructions
to the caterer, heavy on the cheese.

Looks like there's only one conclusion,
doesn't there?

Then why do I feel like I've just come
to the wrong one?

Steve, why don't you hold off?

And what, tell my captain that I'm not
going to arrest Denise, despite a

mountain of evidence?

That's what bothers me, a mountain of
evidence.

Dad, give me an alternative.

Denise Garrett, I'm placing you under
arrest for the murder of Waite Garrett.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

So, my love, who can we kill next?

I'm joking, darling.

Just joking.

I know I'm a cliche.

A walking, talking joke.

Young trophy wife who snares herself a
rich older husband.

And then got tired of waiting for him to
die?

No. That was my joke on everyone else.

I really loved him.

Before we met, I was so messed up.

I had no life. I mean, not a life I want
to remember.

I couldn't kill Wade.

He was everything to me.

He told me once that if I ever needed
help, that I could trust you.

Denise, the problem is all the evidence
implicates you.

I know.

I can't explain it.

The book?

The phenolzine?

Even the inhaler that finally... I
didn't even know where the inhaler was.

Denise, you gave it to me.

Well, Cindy gave it to me. She found it
in the kitchen.

Dad, what are you doing here?

Listening to a plea of innocence.

Oh, really?

There's something that hardly ever
happens around here.

Come with me a minute.

Oh, please, Mark. You've got to believe
me. You're my only hope.

Let's go.

Steve? He's just puzzling me more and
more. Well, let me puzzle you some more.

just got this fax from Amanda.

It's the results of a blood test on a
dog.

Looks like Morgan had a good time at
that reception.

His blood was full of alcohol.

And phenolazine?

Wouldn't that knock him off his feet?

Well, not if he had a paradoxical
reaction, like excitation. That would

why he was hyperactive.

Okay, so why did Denise give Morgan the
phenol... whatever?

I don't think she did.

I don't think anybody did, not
intentionally.

I'm afraid I've got some bad news.

Who was Simonetti?

The guy that got the Compton killer off?

And Danny Panigliano and the Euclid
Avenue gang.

How is Denise going to pay him? I
thought the will was null and void.

Only if she's convicted.

But there's all that evidence.

Yeah, which is mostly circumstantial.

Simonetti could tear this case apart.

But that's not going to happen, Cindy.
I'm not going to let her get away with

this.

Right, Steve.

We really appreciate that.

What we need is a plan.

A really good plan.

Exactly.

That's why I'd like to go over
everything that happened that day one

Whatever.

We can't let her get out of jail, right?

Right. Well, first thing, we all got
together in the kitchen for breakfast.

And then Denise was not in the best of
moods, but I kept it together.

And then I got dressed.

That's when Denise got worked up about
her corsage and rushed off to find it.

the same time, I was in the living room
with Wade. The photographer was taking

our pictures. That's it.

Your wedding photographer was probably
everywhere that day, right?

Right. So maybe we can use his pictures
to establish a timeline that would

incriminate Denise.

I see.

If we can find a picture of Denise at
some time or place where she said she

wasn't... We could catch her in a lie.

Could be enough to convict her.

I'm going to pick up those photos first
thing in the morning.

Oh, and, Phil, in the meantime, why
don't you get some rest?

You don't look very well.

We cannot let them see those pictures.

I told Jesse I cut my finger slicing
cheese after the wedding, but in the

pictures taken before the ceremony, I
had a band -aid on my finger. If Steve

Mark figure out you lied, they'll wonder
why. And that could lead them to

finding out how you really cut your
finger on Denise's corsage.

One more counter move and this game's
over.

Thanks, Phillip.

Why don't you... Dynamite, just in case
there's somebody you don't wake up.

Why don't you keep quiet and help me
find those pictures?

Talk about a disaster.

I wonder what the parents look like.

Cindy, focus.

We're here for one reason. To eliminate
the only hard evidence that we killed

your father.

Not... speculate on the parents. It's a
truly hideous child.

Wait and move by the fire point. You're
wearing a band -aid.

Yeah, proof that I lied to Jesse.

And proof that Mark Sloan will never
see.

Couldn't be wrong about that.

This is entrapment. No, actually, this
is a stakeout.

And a very successful stakeout it was,
too. Thank you for the evidence to clear

Denise and to arrest you.

For what? Breaking entering? Oh, whoops.

Destroying private property? Darn! We'll
probably get a slap on the wrist for

that. I was thinking more along the
lines of death row.

You know, there's still a negative for
that photo somewhere.

You did confess a moment ago.

To eliminate the only hard evidence that
we killed your father.

How?

Morgan.

The dog?

Mm -hmm. You see, there was no reason in
the world for anybody to give him

phenylzine. That had to be a mistake.

Which got me to thinking, what if this
was one of those perfectly planned

murders where everything goes wrong but
the victim dies anyway?

You anticipated this, right? Your great
master plan can easily be adjusted to

deal with any eventuality, right?

Well, adjust this. I'm turning state's
evidence.

Cindy, for once in your airhead life,
shut up!

You know, if there's any justice in the
world... Those two would have to share a

cell for the rest of their lives. Right.