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[dogs barking]

[startled gasping]

Pollack! You wake me up
at the crack of dawn,

and then you scare
the crap out of me.

-This better be good.
-You owe me a favor.

I need your expertise.

-My expertise
is dead people.
-Exactly.

[Pollack] Got a message
on my voicemail
last night.

Woman named Skye.

Said she had a story,
that lives were in danger.

I was gonna
meet her here
at 7:00.

What are you doing?

What you should have done,
calling this in.

After you tell me...
Is this suicide or murder?

That's the favor?

Yeah, she's a whack job
looking for attention,

or somebody got to her
before I did.

One's a story.
The other isn't.

Well, either way,
I could lose my job.

Oh, like I did?

Yeah, that's right,
Cavanaugh.
You got me fired.

I'm now freelancing for
whatever crumbs
I can pick up.

You do this, we're even.

The manager got complaints
about the TV being too loud

and let himself in.

[TV cartoon playing throughout]

Where are his parents?

Woman who rented the room
paid cash.

Manager hasn't seen her since.

No apparent external wounds.

Petechial hemorrhaging.

Broken blood vessels
on his nose.

Both signs of asphyxiation.

-What's that?
-[camera shutter clicks]

[Macy] A phone number.

Hey, this is Hoyt.

I need you to patch me through
to a number, but I want you to
trace the call, okay?

Rigor's not quite set.

The time of death
couldn't have been
before 6:00 a.m.

[cell phone ringing]

Here, you sound
more like a woman.

Hello?

Jordan?

Jordan?

Woody?

[theme music playing]

[siren wailing]

What's going on here?

-An apparent suicide.
-Who's this?

Johnny Pollack.
I found the body.

You decided to call
the ME's office
before you call the cops?

He's a reporter.
He had an interview
with the victim.

-About what?
-I don't know.

Let's not be cute here!

You guys, let's just focus
on what we know!

Okay, these two deaths
are connected.

[sighs] Well, if you ask me,
mom smothers son,
then shoots herself.

Where was the son found?

No comment.

Bayside Motel, Room 205?

You palmed evidence?

Yeah, it must have
leapt into my pocket.

Next time,
get your story straight.

Trust me,
there will not be
a next time.

[upbeat rock music playing]

-[horn blaring]
-Whoa!

Nice move, jackass.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You tryin' to piss me off?

That's my spot!
Yo, that's my spot!

Turn your radio down.
Maybe I could hear
what you're saying.

[music stops]

That is my spot!

BPD Detective?
Reserved for BPD detectives.

Hoyt.

Yeah, that's me.
That's my spot.

Intolerant to people's
mistakes.

Intolerant of people's
rudeness!

I don't see your name
on the sign.

Informal understanding among
detectives whose space that is.

I'm Dr. Lu Simmons.
I'm the new department
psychologist.

You have
a fitness for duty assessment
today in my office.

Yes, standard procedure
for a cop involved
in a shooting,

even a righteous take down
that earned me a commendation.

And a black-and-white
view of the world.

Well, it looks like
we're gonna have
a few things to talk about.

I'll see you at noon.

[car door closes]

[Lily] Hey,
is this Kevin Carter?

[Bug] Mmm-hmm

Swerved to avoid a squirrel,
rammed into a tree instead.

[Nigel] Nature has a cruel
sense of humor.

His wife was
in the car with him.

She was lucky, walked away
with a few scratches.

She's on her way over.

Well, he's a sign-out.

All I need to test for is
whether or not
he was under the influence.

[Nigel] Wow, the KISS
Farewell Tour of 2000.

That tour rocked. Much better
than the farewell tours

-of '02 and '04...
-Just pack up his effects,
Nigel.

All right.

Wow.

Bug, so we can
ship him anytime?

-Yeah.
-Okay.

Oh, excuse me, I'm Kevin
Carter's wife.

He was brought here.
We were in an accident.

Mrs. Carter, I'm Lily Lebowski.

I'm the morgue's
grief counselor.
I am so sorry for your loss.

Why don't we go to my
office? We could talk--

I don't want to talk.

I want his sperm.

Care to explain
why you worked
a crime scene this morning

before calling the police?

Temporary insanity.
Won't happen again.

God, a mother
killing her own child.

[Macy] We don't know that yet.

Suit up, and I'll meet you
back in Trace.

Yeah.

Hey, whoa. Jeez!

Isn't your mugshot
posted at reception
as a "do not admit"?

Is it?

Look, I returned your favor
and got bit in the ass, so...

That's why I've come
bearing gifts.

Skye Rohan is
the ex-wife of Eli Graham.

He runs a touchy-feely retreat
in Bradford.

Charges big bucks to
"unlock your human
potential."

[Jordan] Yeah, for those of us
who have any!

They had two kids, our murder
victim Leroy and his younger
brother Michael.

You palmed this too?

They divorced two years ago.

Graham got full custody.

Skye was a drug addict.

She got out of rehab
two weeks ago.

Swore she'd get the kids back.

-Custody battle.
-Yeah. Not riveting.

So, I was thinking...

Since there's
no story here after all,

maybe we could go back to,
"You owe me one."

A deal's a deal.
We're even. We're done.

What's paperboy doing here?

So you run
the morgue too, do you?

Skye Rohan's autopsy report.
What's the hold-up?

What's the rush?

Woman kills kid,
then kills herself.

End of story, open and shut.
But I can't close it
until I get the paperwork.

Usually I like to
do the autopsy
before I do the report.

You wanna know why
this whacko killed her son?

He's gonna tell us the tale
about the addict mum
and the custody battle.

You know, the one
I just told you.

I think I'll deal with
Dr. Macy on this one.

We can retrieve viable sperm
up to 24 hours after death.

[exhales] 'Cause Kevin
really wanted a family.

He even picked out names.

Kevin, Jr. if it was a boy.

And Beth, for a girl.

It was our favorite KISS song.

What was holding you back?

Oh, I... I wanted to wait till
we were more settled.

But Kevin said
it didn't matter.

He just wanted
to have a child.

Please help me do this for him.

You'll need to sign
a consent form.

Thank you.

-Can you sign in, please?
-Yeah.

What's with all the
security?

Like most visionaries,
Eli Graham has
his share of detractors.

That why he has
a lawyer on the payroll?

Eli doesn't pay me.

He saved my marriage.

My wife and I, we spend
our free time here

trying to help him help others.

So is Mr. Graham
like a therapist?

He's more of a life coach.

Ah, he's the man
with all the answers.

More like he's got
the right questions.

[Woody] Had your ex-wife
threatened suicide before?

[Eli Graham]
To my knowledge, no.

But up until last week,
I hadn't seen her
for close to a year.

She's been in rehab.

She ever threaten your sons?

Oh, no, no.

Skye loved our boys,
and they loved her.

The truth is
she was a great mom
until she got into drugs.

So tell me
what happened Saturday.

Well, she wanted to
take the boys overnight,

and we had been planning
on getting back together.

And she wanted to
explain things to them
in her own way.

But your other son
didn't go. Why?

Michael, uh, he wasn't
feeling well.

Considering everything
we had put him through,

I didn't want to force him.

So you felt Skye was clean,
sober, responsible?

The basis of my work,
Detective, is
people can change.

Skye started taking
responsibility
for her actions,

and that gave me hope.

What time did she
pick the boy up?

They came around 4:30.

"They?"

Skye's older sister
was with her. Dawn.

I gotta say, Mr. Graham,
you seem to be
taking everything in stride.

It's unfair to judge
my grief, Detective.

Like I tell my clients,

your body won't take you
where your mind and heart
haven't been.

Okay, well,
I'm real sorry
for your loss.

If I need anything else,
I'll be in touch.

Okay, in that case,
contact my attorney.

No, you will not find out,
and let me know.

You will find out
right now, in my presence,
who did this.

Bug!

This is Dr. Vijay,

the ME who processed
your husband's body.

This is Kevin Carter's
wife.

The man who died
in the car accident?

That's right.

-Mrs. Carter?
-Yes, Bug.

Imagine our surprise
to find his body
had been violated.

His testicles were cut off.

And his won't be the only ones,
unless one of you tells me
what's going on.

A woman came in
claiming to be
Mrs. Carter.

And she was in the accident
with your husband,
so I just assumed that--

You gave my husband's sperm
to his mistress.

-I am so sorry, I didn't--
-Where is the material now?

I sent it to the cryobank.

You know, but the good news is
your husband's sperm is
viable.

I don't want it.

But if you think
I'm gonna let you
give it to that woman...

We'll get it back.

You certainly will!

-Macy, I swear--
-Get it back. Now.

[Simmons] Detective Hoyt!
Detective Hoyt!

Dr. Simmons!

Ah!

You do own a watch.

Yeah, my bad for missing
our little appointment today.

It wasn't optional, Detective.

Lady, listen up.

You and I both know
this assessment is
a load of crap.

Something to appease
those bleeding hearts

who think cops should be
carrying teddy bears
instead of guns.

Nobody with
a hair-trigger temper
should carry a gun.

Point taken.

So you know I've had to
shoot three people
in my career,

and in every case,
I was in imminent danger.

And you understand
that the department

has a legitimate interest
in your emotional state?

I do.

I've rescheduled you
for 3:00 this afternoon.

You blow it off again, tomorrow
morning, you're gonna be on
desk duty.

[Woody] Hope your day is
going better than mine.

Does yours involve
illegally procured sperm?

You win. You got that report
ready for me?

I think your report
just got more complicated.

-Why is that?
-Leroy's
cerebral spinal fluid.

It's a reliable indicator
of time of death.

This boy died
at or close to 8:00 a.m.

Doesn't make any sense.
Jordan said the mom
shot herself at 6:00 a.m.

Yeah, two hours before her son
was killed.

[Macy] Skye Rohan
didn't kill her son.

She didn't
kill herself, either.

[Woody] What?

No gunshot residue on her hand.

Then she didn't fire that gun.

So much for open and shut.

[knocking at door]

Reporting at 1500, as ordered.

Come in.

Hey.

Detective Simmons?

Guess I got my foot
in my mouth.

Sorry I jumped to conclusions
this morning.

You had a tantrum
about a parking space.

You prefer this over case work?

I do both.

You travel light.
Not planning on staying
with us too long?

The more you stall
the longer this is gonna take.

Okay.

My mom died when I was four,
my dad was killed
in the line of duty.

My brother is a complete
and total loser,

and I believe that people
should be responsible
for their own actions.

When you say people,
does that include you?

Two months ago,
you broke protocol to go
after a suspect by yourself,

even though you were
confined to desk duty.

Were you responsible
for that action?

Yes, and I was wrong
to do that.

Telling me
what you think I wanna hear
is not the way to play this.

I'm not playing anything.

[scoffs]

You've done nothing
but play me since I met you.

I'm not a real complicated guy.

What you see is what you get.

Lives may depend
upon my assessment.

It's important for me
to see the real you.

I got a couple
murders to solve.

[door opens]

Listen, thanks again
for coming, Nigel.

Hey, what are friends for?

[gasps] Donor 5763, I didn't
see you on today's schedule.

Hey, Christy.

If you need a visual aid,
someone left this in the back.

No, no,
no deposits today, love.

I brought me friend, good
friend, Kevin...

Carter. Kevin Carter.

I have a specimen
that I'd like to retrieve.

So that explains it.

What?

Why you never hit on me.

Oh, no, it's not...

Yes, yeah. This is my honey.

Our surrogate mother
is about to
ovulate.

So if we could...

I'll need your ID.

He was mugged.

This morning, on his way to
work.

They took my wallet.

ID, everything.

But I can confirm
all the details
on the donor card.

Oh, okay.

Kevin Matthew Carter, age 45.

Whoo, you look good
for your age.

-Doesn't he?
-Yeah.

Brown hair, brown eyes,
obviously.

Five-foot-ten.
155 pounds.

Blood type, O-positive.

Well, I'll prepare
the specimen for travel, okay?

Dr. Vijay, I went
to the cryobank,

and they told me that they
didn't have Kevin's
sperm.

That's right.
We're holding it
for Mrs. Carter.

-The real one.
-I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Do you know
what kind of trouble
you could've gotten us into?

I just wanted to have his baby.

His wife, she'll never use it.

Well, that is her right.
You know, it belongs to her.

I didn't steal him, you know.

There was no love left
in his marriage when he met me.

Isn't that what all
cheating husbands say?

Well, I can see you don't
know what it's like to be
in love.

In five years,
Kevin gave me
a lifetime of happiness.

I hope that you find that
someday, Doctor.

[Macy] What are you doing?

Running hairs
collected from
Skye Rohan's car.

Any luck?

So far they're all hers
or her son's.

On the off chance you got
something for me, here I am.

I can give you
the boy's autopsy report,

but there's nothing
that points to a suspect.

I got two possibilities.
Skye's sister,
and her husband.

Though I got no motive
for either one.

You talk to them?

I spoke to the husband
this morning.

He's suspicious,
but not a suspect yet.

What about the sister?

We're looking for her.

What's the matter with you two?

-Nothing.
-Nothing.

Okay, this is a man's hair.

Blood Type B.

-The kid's AB.
-Mom's A.

Could be the father's?

I'll run it for mitochondrial.

That would put him
at the crime scene.

All right, let's get
a DNA sample
from Graham.

That is not gonna be so easy.
He's all lawyered up.

[cell phone ringing]

This is Hoyt.

Okay, great.
Thank you, I'm on my way.

Sister's down at the precinct.

We'll see if she can fill in
some of the missing pieces.

-Jordan...
-Yeah?

Whatever's going on between
you and him, you both need to
get over it.

[Hoyt] This morning?

At a prayer breakfast.
My husband is a deacon.

You're not my only source
of information, you know.

Try not to look on me
as your source, Pollack.

-What are you doing here?
-What are you?

Last I heard, this story
wasn't riveting enough
for you.

It got better.

I know that my sister's
husband killed them.

You got a motive? 'Cause
Graham already had
full custody.

He didn't care
about the children.

Please, will you listen to me!

Eli Graham is evil,

and my other nephew is still
in danger.

[Hoyt] Let's just take this
down a notch.

How about we call a truce?

I don't think so.

Conflicting agendas.

But you get to solve a case,
and I get a juicy story,

to, as you might say,
peddle to the highest bidder.

Don't you ever think
about anybody but yourself?

I think about this.

If I'd gotten to that alley
a little earlier,

Skye Rohan and
her son might still be alive.

[Hoyt] You got anything
that points to him?

[Skye's sister] Eli is
a scam artist.

I know this because
I have been fighting
this man for years.

Let's say that you're right.

How is that motive
for killing your wife and son?

Skye could destroy him.

She knew too much.

Mr. Graham seemed to think
that he and your sister
were getting back together.

He's a liar.

Why would he kill the boy?

Because Leroy would have sided
with his mother.

Thank you very much
for coming in.

If I need anything else,
I'll be in touch.

Please. Please.

You have got to get my nephew
Michael away from him.

He's not with me.

Mrs. McGuire!

You said that you and your wife
were getting back together.

Dawn told me otherwise.

Well, that doesn't surprise me.

Dawn was never
a big fan of mine.

She tried for years to get Skye
to leave me.

Why?

You'll have to ask her.

Where were you between
6:00 and 8:00 Saturday?

Detective,
what you mean to say is

did I kill my wife and son?

[scoffs]

Okay. Did you?

No.

No, sir, I can't
disprove his alibi.

But we did find a hair
at the crime scene
that may be his.

So I'm looking for a warrant.

Well, couldn't we bend
probable cause?

Yes, sir, I do realize it's
a Catch 22.

Yes, sir, I'll keep digging.
Thank you, Captain.

Keeping doctor's hours, I see.

I caught my first case.
Arson fire in Brighton.

Good luck with that.

You know,
your file is impressive.

I talked to your captain,
some of your colleagues.

Everyone likes you.

Thank you.
I sense a "but" coming.

You need to grow up.

It's not uncommon in people
who pretty much raise
themselves.

I'll work on that.

-What's this?
-Your fitness for duty
assessment.

As you see, you meet
the minimum requirements.

You didn't sign it.

-Not yet.
-Why not?

I will, if that's
what you want
in your personnel file.

"Officer meets
minimum requirements."

[Lily] What is this
really about?

He had a woman
who did love him.

Who is now devastated.

Who thought she had
a way to keep
a piece of him with her.

You know what I think, Bug?

I think that this is about you.

I think that maybe
you're lonely.

-And that you're projecting--
-This is not about me, Lily.

I could give
the real Mrs. Carter
some other sperm.

Yeah, I don't think so.

Well, nobody
would ever have to know.

I know that Sarah
wouldn't tell.

Wait, Bug! Bug! Get back here!

[sighs]

That is a bad idea.

It is not fair
to anybody involved,

not to mention
the legal ramifications of--

Did I ask for your help?

Well, yeah, ya did.

-[doorbell chiming]
-All right! All right.

[bell continues]

Coming.

I was expecting Mushu Shrimp.

Great, I'm starved.

No, please, come in.

Got this from
Skye Rohan's sister Dawn.

She found it in Skye's things.

Thinks it has
something to do
with Eli Graham.

Thought maybe
your forensic powers
could help decipher it.

Okay, just give me a minute
to put on some clothes.

Why?

You're afraid
that the sight of you
in a negligee

will turn me to mush?

It's called a robe.

Really?

What was that
you were saying
about mush?

[sighs]

Yeah, I'm sorry, it's just...

You're actually more
attractive than I'd...
I didn't...

I'm not saying
that I didn't think
you were attractive before,

it's just...

Underneath the general
unpleasantness of your
personality,

I didn't realize
that you were so...

So...

So...

Hot.

I will take the compliment.

And I think you should
quit while you're ahead.

Fair enough.

[clears throat] Here.

The Covenant?
It's in French.

Yeah, the whole thing.

I spent an hour trying to
translate it with
a French-English dictionary.

I gave up when I got this far.

"When the king is forced
from his throne,

"the flame of eternal
enlightenment shall be bestowed
unto the faithful."

Eli Graham peddled
some kind of

"change your attitude,
change your life" crap,

but this is more like
something from the Middle Ages.

And why is it in French?

You're fighting it,
Cavanaugh, but admit it.

You're intrigued.

This better be about a train
smashing into an office
building.

-What is it?
-You'll tell me.

-Us.
-Whatever.

Well, give me a clue. What am I
looking for?

Well, if we knew that,
we wouldn't need you.

-It's in French.
-Yeah, we know.

-Why is it in French?
-That we don't.

[book hits table]

Dr. Macy finished that
mitochondrial, by the way.

You know, on that hair that you
thought was Eli Graham's?

Hey! You've got evidence?

A missing piece of the puzzle.

For it to be evidence,
we'd need Graham's DNA.

And what would that entail?

His blood, skin,
maybe a fingerprint.

And how hard
would it be
to get that?

For once, you may have a point.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith?
I'm Eli Graham.

Welcome to Sanctuary.

[Jordan] Well, thanks
for seeing us
on such short notice.

Our door is always open
to people seeking the truth.

Pleasure to meet you, mate.
[laughs]

Yes, you too, heh.

Please.

Well, my husband and I are
really eager to
work through our issues.

Let's be honest, sweetheart.
They're your issues.

Her issues
are your issues, Mr. Smith.

And vice versa.

Would you be willing
to try something?

-Sure.
-Yeah.

Stand up.

Now kiss.

Excuse me?

It'll tell me everything
I need to know
about you as a couple.

Honey.

[Eli] You haven't
been together very long.

Your tentativeness
denotes a lack of trust.

You, Mr. Smith, are open,
though overly protective.

While you, Mrs. Smith,
have some obvious
intimacy issues.

Wow, that's amazing, honey.
It's like he knows us.

Yeah, oh, it's-it's uncanny.

As it happens, you've come
on the right day.

I'm just about to
lead a seminar.

Daddy.

I told you to stay
in bed, Michael.

Excuse me. My son has the flu.

I'm a doctor, may I...

Oh, I appreciate your concern.

But it just needs to
run its course.

What he needs most is rest.

Ruth, would you escort
Mr. and Mrs. Smith
to the Octagon Room?

Of course, right this way.

All right, come on, son.

What about that boy?

I don't know, but what kind
of parent doesn't let a doctor
look at their sick kid?

Do we have a plan?

Look, I saw Graham
touch a lot of stuff
in his office.

We break in there later,
lift some things,
then check on his son.

This should help.

Oh, the hug.

Yeah.

Bad habit I picked up
in my youth.

I'm not real proud of it,
but, hey.

You can repent later,
and, by the way,

nice touch
with the wedding bands.

Relics from my second marriage.

Hi! I'm George.

-Uh, this is Connie.
-Hi. Clyde.

My wife, Bonnie.

Welcome to Sanctuary.

We're glad to have you.

Let me show you your seat.

[Jordan] Oh, thanks.

Welcome, everyone.
Let's get started.

[Bug] Your husband's sperm,
as promised.

On behalf of myself
and the entire morgue--

I accept your apology.

Where can I flush this?

[Macy] Show her
to the ladies' room.

[water flushing]

Whose sperm was that?

That better not be
what I think it is.

Okay, it is, but...

You can't just pass this
man's sperm around like
it's candy.

I'm not!

Look, the woman he loved
wants to have his child!

I mean, isn't that kind of
what life is supposed to be all
about?

What are you, 14?

No, I'm 34, Dr. Macy.

34 years on this planet,

and no woman has ever loved me
the way Sarah
loved Kevin Carter.

I mean, come on,
you've had that.

You know what that feels like.

Bug, this isn't about you.

I know, I know.
It's about Sarah.

And all she wants to do
is bear a child
by the man she loved.

Our whole lives
cannot be about logic.

If we don't make room
for our hearts,
then who are we?

This isn't only about her.

There's still someone else
you're not considering.

Take it.

I know you'll do
the right thing.

Yo, where's Dr. Macy?

On a call.

All right, you'll have to do.

I'm now convinced
that Eli Graham
killed his wife and son,

but I'm a little short
on proof.

What makes you think so?

It seems the guy did not exist
before 1992.

No driver's license, no car
registration, no bank accounts,
no utility hookup.

Could he have been
from Martinique?

Why are you asking me that?

Jordan asked me to check out
this book. It's mostly
French, but...

Some of the words
are Martinique Creole.

This has something to do with
Eli Graham?

I have no idea.

I'm just doing what I'm told.

Let's run Eli Graham though
the Martinique police database.

Yes.

-How long is this gonna take?
-Don't know.
Never done it before.

Not with Martinique, anyway.

Woody, as much as I love
working with you, could you
back off a little bit?

Better yet, go over
to the break room,
get me a soda.

All right? Go on.

Hey...

I'm not stalking you.

I swear, I'm just...

-Do you know
where the crypt is?
-End of the hall.

That's one part of the job
that I never get used to.

The smell. I don't know how
people work here.

They're all mouth breathers.

Hey, how's your case?

You get that warrant
you needed?

No, no luck.

My Uncle David's a superior
court judge.

This is his private line.

Push call.

Use my name.
Your luck might change.

Thank you!

Hey.

Hey. Come in.

Is that the...

Yeah.

Look, I...

I wanted to make sure that you

understood
the ramifications
of your decision.

I mean, you were pretty
emotional yesterday,
understandably.

This is the hardest thing
I've ever been through.

Right.

Look, for example,

when your child asks
about his father,
what are you gonna tell him?

That his father and I...

You're saying I can
never tell him
about his father?

Because if Kevin's wife
were to find out, then...

I mean, your only other option
is to tell him nothing at all.

That's not fair.

And it is hard
to be a single
mom.

So do you have
any family here that can
help you with the baby?

But Kevin wanted us
to have a child.

But Kevin's not here.

What do you want?

I want him back.

And since that's not
possible, you'll settle for
a genetic piece of him?

Now, that's a heavy load
to put on a little kid.

You're right.

Thank you.

Thank you.

That go all right?

I suppose.

You okay?

Instead of trying to
change your partner,

acknowledge and appreciate
your differences.

Are you up for that, Edward?

[laughing]

Can you get to your cell phone?

-Yeah.
-Okay, call mine.

I'll slip out and get into
Graham's office.

No, you call mine.

[cell phone ringing]

I didn't touch it.

Sorry, no cell phones, please.

I'm-I'm sorry,
I'm a doctor. This might be
an emergency.

Excuse me.

Now we're going to explore
a relationship through a trust
exercise.

Hello?

[Nigel] Jordan, that book
you gave me
with all the crazy writings?

Yeah, what about it?

Right, well, 14 years ago,
there was this weird church
in Martinique,

run by a pastor
named Dave Fearn.

Look, I'm kind of crunched
for time right now, Nige.

Could you
cut to the chase here?

Flow with the current.

See where the water takes you.

All right, Fearn disappeared
with the parishioner's money.

Okay, and then the church went
up in flames with 25 people
locked inside.

Okay, that's really
a tragic story.

Yeah, but doesn't it sound
familiar?

Force creates resistance.

"The flames of eternal
enlightenment shall be bestowed
unto the faithful?"

Nigel, the only way
I'm interested in this
right now

is if Dave Fearn
and Eli Graham
are the same person.

Point of fact.

Look, I gotta go.

Hey, Michael.

I'm thirsty.

Okay.

I'm getting you out of here.

I don't think so.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the person
who's gonna keep you
from killing again.

You're delusional.

You're poisoning him.
Jimson weed.

That's herbal tea.

You drink it.

You're trespassing.

Now get away from my son.

-I'm getting you
to the hospital.
-No, you're not.

Or what, Graham,
you gonna kill me too?

You tempting me, bitch?

Hey, like, that was
no way to talk to a lady.

Hey, wanna give me
a hand here?

Yeah.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Come on, big guy.

Whoa, hold up. What's going on?

Ask him.
He's got all the answers.

-Eli?
-Michael's taken
a turn for the worse.

We're taking him
to the hospital.

I can get my car and drive you.

I got it covered.

Change of plans.
We're taking my car.

[sirens wailing]

Hey, wait!
Let me see your hands!
Right now! Hands!

The boy's been poisoned!
We need to get him
to the hospital.

Get them to a hospital, ASAP!

I also got a warrant
to search your premises.

Already got
what you need, mate.

Nail his ass to the wall.

Eli Graham,
I'm placing you
under arrest

for the murder of Skye Rohan
and Leroy Graham.

Explain something to me.

How does a father
kill his own sons?

You can't change your life
without shedding baggage.

Is that what this is about?

You being a psychopath?

You're a sick son of a bitch.

I'm about to take your body
where your mind and heart
haven't been.

It's called jail.

Well, the DNA
I pulled off Graham's pen
was a perfect match.

It's a nice feeling when
all your hard work pays off.

Your hard work?

Yeah, after all,
it was my idea.

Your idea?

-Hey.
-Hey.

How's the boy?

Physically, he's gonna be fine.

But emotionally, he's got
a long road ahead of him.

His Aunt Dawn's gonna
take him in.

You two got to Graham
just in time.

He had a suitcase packed,
fake passport, one-way ticket
to Australia.

Trying to reinvent
himself yet again.

I'll go make a copy of this
for you.

-She's a handful, that one.
-That's an understatement.

You mind if I go for it?

Knock yourself out.

Closed that case
I was working on.

Me too.

Mine was easy.

Building owner cashing in
on an insurance policy.

Maybe you're just smarter
than I am.

I doubt that.

Listen, um...

I was thinking about...

Maybe making
another appointment.

How's now?

Now's good.

[door closes]

Uh, came to get
my grandmother's ring.

Oh, I thought this was
your ex-wife's.

Oh, you got
my favorite robe on again.

Well, I thought that
on the outside chance
you'd drop by,

I really didn't want to
disappoint you.

-Really?
-No.

So...

All this time together...

You really don't like me,
do you?

Not much.

And that kiss?

Occupational hazard.
It had to be done.

I felt something.

-Did you?
-Yeah.

And you're saying you didn't?

Well, if I did,
it was purely physical.

Physical's good.

Yeah. Yeah, it has its virtues.

As long as you can look at
yourself in the mirror
the next morning.

The next morning? Ah, now
we're getting somewhere.

And so, if I try it again...

I'd defend myself.

I'll take my chances.

You'll let me know
when you start
defending yourself, won't you?

Yeah, you'll know.