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[female announcer] Previously on Crossing Jordan--

I'm William Ivers.

[Nigel] Haven't you heard?

We're being investigated by the Attorney General's office.

So? [Lily] So more specifically, Jordan,

you're being investigated.

I want tonight to be absolutely perfect.

I'm pregnant.

Is that--

It's yours.

There's no room for me, for us, right now.

I think there's been a misunderstanding.

I'm not here about you, Doctor Cavanaugh.

Garret.

Why would anybody grab a live power line?

Stupid?

So this is a signout.

When I say so, if I say so.

Jordan--

Are you crazy?

Can't we get rid of this guy?

He's driving everybody nuts.

Oh, sorry.

You're going to Marysville to pick up a body.

That's a six-hour drive.

Excuse me.

Lily--There you are.

Hey, can you--

[Lily] I'm not a secretary. Do it yourself.

[scoffs] Place is a zoo.

I just need you to behave yourself around Ivers.

Look, I'm off in 30 minutes after a 14-hour shift.

You're going.

Consider it a punishment.

Hey, this is an accidental drowning.

Why don't you just call a driver?

The sheriff requested an M.E.

You'll be fine alone. It's a midget.

Oh, very funny.

Not P.C., but hilarious.

Been doing a lot of thinking too, Jeffrey.

Oh, well, good because maybe we're thinking

along the same lines, you know?

Okay.

Uh, you first.

[exhales] Uh, well, we both know what's it's like

growing up without a lot of structure.

So, um, the logical thing for us to do

for our, uh, baby...

is to get married.

Huh.

Wait! Hold on.

Wait.

I need to get out of here.

By which, I mean out of town.

I'm going with you.

Right after I pee.

[sigh]

[tires screeching]

Get these stinking cuffs off me-- Hey, hey, hey!

right now, you stupid cop!

Get out of here!

I didn't do nothing--Hey, hey!

Freak show, are you crazy?

You get your hands off me right now!

Ah!

[gunshot]

Go check yourself in.

You know the drill.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[whispering] Hey, it's Hoyt.

I've got a homicide on level two of the MacMillan Garage.

Police! Drop that weapon!

Drop it! On the ground!

Now! On the ground!

On the ground!

Hands in the air!

On your knees! On your knees!

All right, all right.

Hey! Hey, you moron!

Give it!

Ow! Take it easy, man.

[grunting]

I got no cuffs. Gimme yours.

[man] Hey, why don't you use mine.

Under my jacket, next to my badge.

You're a cop?

Yeah, I'm a cop.

[suspenseful rock music]

♪

Bite it and make sure it's real, hot dog.

Ta!

If that nose works any better than that brain of yours,

you'll see it hasn't been fired.

He's all right.

You coulda told me up front you were a cop.

Yeah, right.

Black man with a gun.

Tell me you would've believed me.

Parnell, Detective, Drug Control.

Hoyt, Homicide.

Yeah, so...

What happened here?

No idea.

I heard shots.

I responded.

You know him?

[sigh]

Nope.

Wrong place, wrong time, kid.

[tsks] It's a damn shame.

Looks like an execution style killing,

not some random wacko.

Well, terrible thing either way.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Where are you going?

You can't just walk away.

Hey, man, I've got business.

You need me,

check with the drug unit.

They always know where I am.

I don't care who you are,

you can't walk away from a homicide investigation!

Hey!

I need a full autopsy on this body.

ASAP.

Tomorrow morning.

Tonight.

Maybe you don't need to sleep, but I do.

I get in at 8:00.

This'll be first up.

[upbeat bluegrass music]

♪

Uh...I would kill for some of that coffee.

Are they really sure it's bad for the fetus?

[Lily crying]

Why am I crying?

Uh, hormones.

Sadness.

Frustration.

What am I gonna do?

I cannot marry Jeffrey.

I think you just tell him that.

Yeah, you make it sound so easy.

Well, I guess it would be for you.

What's that mean?You know,

you're so... definite about things.

I'm wishy-washy.

No, no. You're, uh...

You're nice.

You just don't want to hurt people's feelings.

That's a good thing.

Jordan--

Yeah?

Again?

[reggae music]

♪

♪ What is life

♪ Life is a spell

♪ What is life More swabs.

[Nigel] What?

[music continues]Swabs.

♪ What is life ♪

[music stops]

Did you say swabs?

Yes.

Whatcha got? Whatcha got for me?

Don't you have any actual police work to do?

Must you haunt the morgue?

While you were getting your eight hours sleep,

I interviewed 14 people,

tracked this boy's parents to Connecticut,

and I took a shower.

Have anything to show for your efforts,

other than fresh-scrubbed self-righteousness?

We just started.

COD appears to be a single gunshot to the back of the head.

You got a suspect?

[sigh] All I've heard so far

is that he couldn't possibly have had any enemies.

[Emmy] Dr. Switzer?

Drew Marshall's parents are here, and Lily's not.

All right, I'll take it.

Oh, this can't be good.

Kindergarten graduation.

Such a beautiful boy.

With his little girlfriend in sixth grade.

We were only gonna be gone the one night.

Jack and I had to go put my dad in a nursing home.

[crying]

He's...

Excuse me--

Have you thought of anything that might help us?

We can't help.

We don't know anything.

Drew said he would stay in last night.

We just need a starting point.

Last year, uh...

Drew got in it with some boys

that we didn't care for.

They weren't...courteous.

Could I have their names?

He stopped seeing them about six months ago.

All I knew was nicknames.

We only met them once.

J Bad... Pinky...

Little Dog.

He was a good kid.

Why would anybody want to shoot him?

[Mrs. Marshall] How can he be dead?

Are you sure?

I'm so sorry.

[crying]

I'm sure he loved you very much.

Conference room is being used.

Uh, okay.

Can you-- Can you explain something to me?

Uh, BPD lab ran ballistics on this homicide case,

and so did the M.E.'s office.

Why the redundancy?

They were coordinating with the FBI.

We were feeding results to the D.A.

Yeah, still, wouldn't you think it's just a little bit--

This is what you're wasting your time on?

I thought you were looking for corruption.

Well...

People sometimes use unnecessary work,

or work that was actually never done,

to justify budget projections.The work was done.

It was necessary and it was done.

You were great with them.

The surprise in your voice downgrades that

from a compliment to an insult.

Can't be news to you that people find you

mostly abrasive and unpleasant.

It can't be news to you that I don't care.

[beeping]

Hey, I may have something for you, Woody.

From items in the boy's wallet...from AFIS.

You're just in time to see whose print this is.

[Woody] That son of a bitch

told me he didn't know the kid.

Anything to do with this case

comes to me or through me.

It is not for piecemeal distribution.

He's the investigating detective!

I repeat, do not ever release information

on one of my cases without my permission.

[Ivers] Dr. Switzer--

I, uh-- Can I ask you something?

Yeah, I just...

What would be some valid reasons

for duplicating forensic tests?

First, you'd have to be more specific.

Second, although I have my issues with these people,

do not try to suck me into yourcrusade.

Did you find him?

No, uh, couple of hunters

found him snagged on that branch

right over there.

They pulled him out,

but, uh, we didn't know if we should move him or not.

So me and my brother took turns staying here.

Uh, I'm Deputy Joe Whatley.

Oh, hi.

Jordan.

Uh, Wednesday's my fishing day.

It's a long way back to town.

Brought my gear with me.

He's just a little guy.

I measured him.

Uh, 4'6".

I got a Saint Bernard

bigger than him.

Uh, who is he?

Uh, don't know.

If he had any ID, it must've fallen in the river.

Kinda looks like this was broken, huh?

Rest of it's tied around a tree about 60 yards up that way.

Okay.

Did you run his prints?

We don't-- We don't--

We don't have that equipment.

Yeah, that is quite a shiner.

Something rammed into him out there.

No, actually, this bruise is a couple days old.

Yeah, petechial hemorrhaging.

Water and froth in the mouth.

Looks like drowning.

I smell hibiscus.

I thought hibiscus had no scent.

The hothouse kind does.

I don't think there's any of that

around here.

We, uh, we got some wild blackberries.

No, it's hibiscus.

It's making me sick.

Can you sit down?

No, it's okay.

It's fading.

Oh...

Boy, if these stones are real,

this could be worth something.

Excuse me.

Yeah?

Now?

Yes, I'm not gonna do it in the middle of the woods.

[toilet flushing]

[beeping]

Nothing?

[Bug] Not in Massachusetts.

I can keep checking other states.

[Jordan] Okay. Thanks, Bug.

Still a John Doe?

Yeah.Hmm...

[sigh]

You wanna know what I really think?

About your--your situation?

Okay.

You're having a baby you didn't plan on.

You're looking at being a single mom.

You're scared.

I'm terrified.

[laughing]

I just want you to know you're not alone.

Just concentrate on yourself and the baby.

Nobody else can tell you what to do.

Uh-oh.

There it is again.

Hibiscus.

I think you're imagining it.

No, I'm not.

It's weird.

Uh!

It's all weird.

I have a life inside me.

Whole separate little person.

Well, not a little person.

You know what I mean.Yeah.

Did you leave the doors open?

No.

What the hell is...

[upbeat bluegrass music]

♪

The body's gone.

Who would steal a dead midget?

What...

What kind of rude pig

throws out oatmeal on the sidewalk?

At least... [stomping]

I hope it was oatmeal.

Tell me about Drew Marshall.

I've got nothing for you.

Your prints were all over his stuff.

Why'd you lie about knowing him?

'Cause I'm on a case.

It's at a delicate stage, and...

you're a loose cannon.

Drew Marshall involved in your case?

Well, not so's you'd notice.

I don't know why he was in that garage.

I don't know who killed him.

16-year old kid, dead on a slab,

and you don't give a damn?

16-year old drugged out zombie.

Crack, meth, ecstasy.

Anything he could shoot, smoke, or stuff up his nose.

That's Drew Marshall.

[Them's I Can Only Give You Everything]

♪ I can't give you more than what I've got ♪

It's just music.

You people are so dramatic about everything.

[music lowers]

Results from the fingernail scrapings.

Dirt, chalk, and what I believe to be sugar from a donut.

Right, I'll move onto ballistics if you've got the slug.

I sent it to the BPD lab.

Why?

You were busy and it's their job.

We're faster.[beeping]

Apparently not.

[beeping]

Nothing that helps us.

From a gun that was used in the commission of a robbery

two years ago.

Thought to be owned by one Jesse Brennan.

Ballistics match provided by the manufacturer.

Gun never found.

I've got a stabbing in Trace.

Could you finish closing for me?

Please.

[music stops]

Woody, it's Nigel.

I've got the name of a suspect for you.

[Lily] Would you slow down?

There's three people in this car, you know.

Call Barney Fife again.

I've already left two messages.

Yeah, leave another one.

He told us that he'd be fishing all day.

Have you ever had a body stolen before?

A couple times.

My experience has been it's always crazy people.

Oh, crazy.

That's great.

[sniffing]

I--

I smell hibiscus again.

Don't really need updates on that.

I'm just saying

that every time I've smelled hibiscus,

it seems to have something to do with this situation.

We don't even know if you're really smelling hibiscus

or if it's just in your mind.

You think I don't know what I smell?

Your brain and every other part of you

is pickled in hormones right now.

[scoffs] Yeah, okay.

You, on the other hand,

are the expert in finding a body thief.

Okay, which way?

[sniffing]

Smell was stronger when we passed that road back there.

[upbeat bluegrass music]

♪

Oof!

Seriously, do you not smell that?

There.

Look, you wait here.

I'm leaving the keys.

Anything happens, just get the hell out.

You are not going over there by yourself.

There are two of you, remember?

Ah!

Jor--[door slams]

[groaning]

Jordan, why...

[whispering] Jordan--

Hibiscus. I told you.

Pretty sure this is us.

Empty?Yeah.

[Lily] Looks like another little person, I guess.

[laughing and snorting]

What?

I'm sorry. It's--it's not funny.

Look, I'm gonna stay here.

You go and get some help.

I--I'm not gonna leave you here

with a bunch of crazy little people running around.

[laughing and snorting] I'm sorry.

[clinking]

Don't move.

You're going down, Parnell.

Yeah, yeah, in your dreams.

It's Parnell.

We got a problem.

Those cuffs are not too tight, are they?

[chuckling]

Oh, you took your own sweet time.

You've got three seconds, then I'm gonna head butt you.

All right.

Okay, just calm down.

Uncuff him.No.

Okay, the man you're looking for, Jesse Brennan,

is gonna lead us to a drug delivery tonight.

You're giving a pass to a murderer

'cause he's helping you on some drug case?

No, he's not helping us.

He doesn't know we're onto him.

Now, Parnell's done some outstanding work here.

He developed some incredible sources,

and I'm not giving a pass to anybody.

So you want me to lay off until--

Until we rope in Mr. Big tonight.

You know who Mr. Big is?

Yeah.

John Sandifer.

Doesn't look like a menace to society, does he?

Well, if you know he is, we don't you just go after him?

Because we've got nothing on him,

and we haven't found his operation yet.

But we do know he's trying to open a new route

for a high-grade Peruvian.

And Jesse Brennan's gonna lead us to him.

Even if I have to chain you to a post.

And then I get him.

One-track mind.

Yes, yes.

Brennan is covered.

He's not going anywhere we don't know about.

We can close both cases,

but you need to back off

and do it our way.

That a yes?

Yes.

Now get these cuffs off of me.

Come on, you had your fun.

Uncuff him.

[laughing] Why...I lost the key.

Oh!

You gotta admit, you just asked for it.

[groaning]

Ah...

This is horrible!

This is beyond crazy.

Who would do this?

I don't know, I didn't see them.

But when I get a hold of 'em...

[gasps]

Our van!

Call it in! Call it in.

I--My cell phone is in the van.

Use mine.

Okay.

Ah!

What do we do now?

Find that son of a bitch and kill him.

On foot?

[upbeat bluegrass music]

♪

[Lily] Jordan, please slow down.

This is not a good time for you to get all obsessed.

How do you even know that he went this way?

He went this way when he stole the body.

I--I'm assuming.

There it is.

[Jordan] Hold on.

[honking]

Stay put.

Stay in the van.

Hello.

I'm Geneva Todd.

[horn]

So this is yet another case

where you sequenced DNA from the body--

When you have a John Doe--

But you don't have anything to run his DNA against.

I mean, isn't that right?

Just correct me if I'm wrong.

We run the sequence DNA against what's in the system.

And then against what's provided by possible relatives.

And finally, we--

How many John Does get identified this way?

Well, that...

It's not really about the numbers.

Well, the lease on your DNA sequencer

is $10,000 a month.

[whistles] Lotta tax payer money for something--

Why don't you ask me how many murderers

we identify with that machine?

Which you could do just as well with a cheaper gizmo.

Correct me if I'm wrong.

[Lily] You're a doctor, you should do something.

She's faking it.

How do you--

Hey, we can wait you out, Geneva.

And don't say, "Oh, where am I?"

Do you mind if I get out?

Yeah, actually I do,

because right now, I have the advantage.

And I don't want to lose that.

Could you pass that phone?

And the keys.

So let's hear it, honey.

You stole a body, you stole a van.

He's my father.

Samuel Todd.

How could you treat his body that way?

Your own father?

Do you...

have any idea

what's it's like to be 4'6"?

A traveling carnival.

That's the only job he could get.

He sat on the platform in a dunking booth

while giant-sized jerks taunted him

and dunked him into the water 40 times a day.

So you take him bungee jumping?

Things he wanted to do

but never did:

He called it his "live like you are dying" list.

He was dead.

How do you know he wasn't around to enjoy it?

How do you know when the soul leaves the body?

[Jordan] This is the worst handwriting

I've ever seen.

Go bungee jumping.

Does this say "return the ring"? Yes.

He wanted to leave that till last.

An engagement ring on a chain?

Yes.

Whose was it?

I don't know.

All I know is he wanted it returned

to that address.

So you were just gonna return that engagement ring?

Yes.

Your story reeks.

My father was the only constant in my life.

He made me feel special.

And loved from the day I was born.

[giggling]

His life was hell,

but he made sure mine was good.

I want to complete this list for him.

I get that narcs think their cases

are more important than homicide,

but the D.A.'s office should have known better.

I have a--

Then this jerk Parnell thinks it's okay

that Drew Marshall got blown away

'cause he's a druggie.

So what the hell?

Who gives a damn? Yeah, but he wasn't.

[sigh]

Who wasn't...What?

Drew Marshall.

Tox screen--no drugs.

However,

human hair grows at a rate of half an inch a month.

Not in the mood, Nigel.

All right, well until six months ago,

he was using marijuana.

Not hard drugs?

Last year, Drew got in it with some boys

we didn't care for.

Parnell's done some outstanding work here.

He's developed some incredible sources.

Wrong place, wrong time, kid.

[honking]

[Jordan] Just so you know,

I feel a tiny bit bad about taking you in.

You contaminated the body before I could

figure out things I need to know.

Like what?

Well, it looks like he drowned,

but I need to explain the black eye.

It's several days old.

Did somebody hit him?

Yes.

Somebody did.

Do you have his list?

Yeah.

Number eight-- "Insult a bigot."

How did he end up in the river?

Number four-- "Learn to swim."

And where were you?

We were gonna camp by the river.

I went to the store to get groceries.

When I came back, all of you were there.

But he was your father.

Why wouldn't you come down

to see what was going on?

I didn't want to know.

I couldn't bear it.

There was a rope tied around his waist when we found him.

Now, would he tie himself to a tree

and just wade into the river?

He always wanted to prove--[phone ringing]

He could do things himself.

Excuse me.[phone ringing]

Hello.

[Bug on phone] Jordan?

Yeah.

I got an ID on your body.

His name is Harry Fleck.

A grifter, con man, scam artist.

He's wanted in five states.

Nothing violent, just has a knack for conning money

out of rich people.

Any children?

Not according to his mother.

But he did partner

with a young woman.

Uh, no photographs and she used various names.

All the victims say that she was young,

beautiful, and always wore a flower behind one ear.

Okay, thanks.

I'm gonna miss my dad so much.

That kid was your snitch, wasn't he?

You have any idea of personal space?

Drew Marshall fell in last year

with some fool named J Bad.

I checked with Drug Control.

J Bad is Jesse Brennan's street name.

Yeah, that's right.

The Jesse Brennan who's gonna lead you to glory tonight.

The one who shot Drew Marshall in the back of the head.

Yeah, I can't decide if you're smarter

or dumber than I thought you were.

Jesse Brennan figured out

that the kid was leaking information to you.

So he killed him.

Drew Marshall never had a chance.

And that's on you, you son of a bitch.

What happened?

You bust him with a little weed?

Huh?

You let him go if he agreed to snitch for you?

Hey! Hey! Hey!

No! Hey, hey! Get a grip!

Get a grip!

Get a grip!

We're on the same side here, huh?

Ask him who his incredible sources are?

Okay.An underage kid

who's now dead on a slab, shot by Jesse Brennan.

Well, if that kid was underage,

we need parental permission to use him as an informant.

I know the rules.

Look, I--I gotta get going.

All right? I need to get those drugs.

Yeah, I--Yeah, yeah--

Yeah, but, uh,...

Well, there's a hitch.

Mr. Big, huh?

Jesse Brennan kill him too?

Up and coming drug operation...

Brennan's been itching to take over.

I'm not waiting any longer.

I'm picking him up.

Uh, slight problem with that.

He slipped the noose.

We don't know where he is.

If you must be here, stand over there.

I need a location.

Can you be more specific?

I want to know where the guy who killed him is.

Ha! I think you have an over-inflated view

of what forensics can eliminate.

Last longer if you learn patience.

Or if I didn't have to listen to your voice.

[laughing]

I think you and I are headed for a showdown, Sadie.

Bring it.

Boys-- [Woody] What are you still doing here?

This guy's dead. Your case is over.

No, not until I find my drugs.

Man, that cocaine hits the streets,

do you have any idea how many more kids are gonna die?

I understand how to do our job, but I--

Back off.

[Macy] Sep--

What's going on?

Dr. Switzer seems to think

that this body can't help me find the killer.

I was explaining to Detective Hoyt

that forensic science has limits.

Uh, our processes here--

I'll do it myself.

Thank you.

Great, now maybe we can get somewhere in my lifetime.

It's funny, isn't it?

A little guy like this was more of a man

than all those big empty-headed muscle men out there.

My father always made me feel--

Oh, would you stop?

You're not very empathetic, are you?

I might be if you'd come anywhere close

to telling the truth.

Samuel Todd?

Your father?

Dunking booth in a carnival?

Harry Fleck.

No children, con man.

Worked with a female accomplice who always wore a flower

behind one ear.

You wanna know the real story?

Okay.

Harry is not my father.

He's my boyfriend.

I know what you're thinking:

How could she

love him?

This man-- He was the love of my life.

[giggling]

He was my soul mate.

I wanted us to settle down.

Get married.

Live in a house, plant flowers, be happy.

With Harry, it was always one more con.

One more scam. One more job.

When we finally did take a break, it was all this

"live like he was dying" crap.

You were just selfish, Harry.

You didn't care about me.

You just strung me along 'cause you needed a partner.

And I wanna know who he was giving that ring to.

He told me he loved me.

[whispering] I'm pregnant, and he doesn't know.

I told you not to go by the water.

I told you I would be right back.

[crying] Stupid!

You're stupid.

Geneva--

It's Ruby.

Was Harry ever a smoker?

Up until about a year ago.

When I took his prints, I noticed that

his fingertips were thickened and bluish.

A sign of lung cancer.

He wanted to live like he was dying

because he really was.

I'm sorry, but we're here.

You're gonna have to explain yourself

to the authorities.

[door opens]

Hey.

Uh, I know I was supposed to go to the sheriff's station,

but, um...

I just thought that we could return the ring first.

It meant so much to Mr. Todd.

Fleck.What?

There's been a development.

This is the house?

Yes. But the story's a little different.

Their name's not Todd.

She's not his daughter,

and there was no dunking booth.

Ruby! Ruby! Ruby?

[Jordan] Ruby!

Ruby--Leave me alone.

I have to know who the other woman is.

You can't just go barging into somebody's house.

[Nigel] Cyanobacteria with

a phycobilin pigment, no flagella.

Okay, I've got feldspar as plagioclase.

Phaneritic texture and felsic composition.

They always talk like that?

Yeah.

Kinda makes you feel like an idiot, doesn't it?

Huh.

Only time I feel stupid

is when my kid asks me a question

that I can't answer.

[Macy] Ocean algae on his shoes.

Crushed granite.

Most likely from a quarry. And brick dust.

[Nigel] I've got two local areas with criteria.

How about you, Parnell?

Bastard!

All right.

All right, eenie, meenie--

I'll head to this area.

Call me if you find out anything more specific.

You sure it's this area and not the other one?

No, I'm not.

But you're looking for a brick building.

Anything else?

With, uh, peeling paint.

On the outside or inside?

There are some questions that science can't answer.

You're also looking for something in the area

that would emit lead particulars.

So think of a metals processing plant, or a waste incinerator.

Would a smoke stack be involved?

Possibly.

No, please don't give me a specific answer on anything.

Make me work for it.

Hey, you want my help or not?

Huh.

Parnell's car.

I got it, I'm here.

Science does its part,

but there's no substitute for the boots on the ground

and eyeballs in the head.

I'll call you later.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[gunshot]

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

[gunshot]

We found the drugs.

Thank you.

Do we have to turn her in?

She's just lost everything.

She's really...

They'll probably go easy on her.

Oh, I should hope so.

She just did what he wanted her to

because she loved him.

Let's give her a chance.

Let's give her baby a chance.

[Elvis Presley's Heartbreak Hotel]

♪

Do the right thing.

♪

Whatever you need to do, I'm fine.

Now that I know he really loved me.

Got your messages.

Sounds like you... had a big day.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Oh...

Hey. Hey.

So you're back.

Yeah, couple minutes ago.

Jordan's bringing the body up.

You--you ever find the accomplice?

Uh, no.

No, I didn't.

Uh, can we talk tomorrow?

I've got something I have to do.

Hey, um,

I'm glad you got to have a relaxing day in the country.

You didn't need to shoot him.

You weren't there.

I heard him yell "Don't shoot!"

[snickering]

Yeah, after he shot at me.

And he was about to shoot again.

[door opens]

57 pounds of high-grade Peruvian.

[Parnell] Well...

It's nice to have a source verified.

[Brandau] Of course, you both need to file detailed reports,

but I see no reason to think

it wasn't a right to shoot, so...

What, something going on that I should know about?

[Brandau] Okay, look--

I know.

Parnell can be a...

difficult bastard, but he is a hell of a cop.

And he almost single-handedly stopped those drugs

from flooding the streets of Boston.

I'm so sorry.

I have-- I have to talk to you.

Your office said that you were here.

About what you said.

I would do anything for my child...

for ourchild.

And I agree that having two parents is a good thing.

So I think, uh, justice of the peace this time.

I mean, don't you?

We never know what's gonna happen.

Like that, it could all be over.

What are you trying to say?

Life is too short...

to keep compounding our errors.

I don't think it's a good idea for us to get married.

So what's your plan?

Is this the drowning victim?

Yeah.Accident?

Looks like.

The day you've been waiting for.

I am ready to write my report.

There is no evidence

of any corruption or malfeasance.

But what I did find

was serious mismanaging of finances.

So starting today,

you will implement cost-effective forensics.

Bodies in, bodies out.

A case that warrants a full autopsy, do it.

If not, don't.

Okay, we don't do autopsies just for the hell of it.

It's not your job to get justice for everybody.

You are a cog in the machine.

What's the bottom line?

Much of your equipment will be replaced

with less expensive versions of the same thing.

Also, the, uh--

The amount of overtime your workers claim...

They don't claim it, they work it.

The way this place is run,

it's just a matter of time

before you screw up so badly

that you put the D.A.'s office at risk.

That's not gonna happen.