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[dog barking]

[indistinct chattering]

[Seely] Fourteen medical examiners in Boston. I get you.

[Jordan sighs] Come on, Seely.

You know you want me so bad you could cry.

What do we got?

I ran the plates. Car belongs to a Laura Bennett.

Ah, been here a while... When was she reported missing?

She wasn't. Hiker found the car.

No body?

Uh-uh. Plenty of blood, though.

No corpse, no sign of foul play. Why are we here?

Passenger side.

[Seely] One bullet, I'd say a .38.

Buckets of blood, no body, no gun.

[sighs]

I'm supposed to identify this as my friend Sammy?

Look at the clothes.

Is that what Sammy was wearing when you shot him?

Can I get him for slander?

Did your guy Sammy have a ring like that?

I'm a businessman. Sammy kept my books.

You're a thug, and Sammy ran your prostitution operation.

Do you recognize the ring?

Yeah, I gave it to him.

For luck.

But I guess it didn't work.

[cell phone ringing]

This is Hoyt.

This time I want that bastard.

Okay, can I get that address?

Fifteen bodies in 20 years.

Cops, rivals, witnesses, men, women, and children.

You don't want him any worse than I do.

-Good. -Macy.

All right. Got another case.

This is important, Garret.

Nigel, get a field kit and meet me at the elevators.

I know that. I'm on it.

[camera shutter clicking]

Kristin Bishop, 35.

No signs of forced entry. Back door was unlocked.

Who found the body?

Anonymous tip. Shots fired.

[Nigel] All done, Dr. Macy.

Okay, we've got one shot to the head, at least three to the chest...

Husband?

Name on the mail is Henry Bishop.

We're trying to find him.

Hey! Hey!

[officer] Hey, you can't go in there!

Kristin!

-Kristin! -[officer] Hey, come here!

-Patrick. -Hey!

Patrick?

Patrick!

Patrick!

Mom!

[theme music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[Macy] I don't see anything wrong, Mr. Bishop.

But you should have your doctor take a look at him just to be sure.

I'm sorry, I need to ask you some questions.

Uh, my name is Henry Bishop.

I'm a speech pathologist. I work at Mercy General.

Were you there this morning?

Yes.

Any idea who could've done this?

Either your wife let the killer in, or he had a key...

Mr. Bishop?

I have nothing else to say.

If you're not going to cooperate, then could you swab him?

He touched her, so he's contaminated, regardless.

I'll test him for GSR.

-Mom. -Yeah.

What kind of person suddenly disappears from a regular life,

and nobody even notices that she's gone?

Yeah, what kind of person shoots you and then runs off with your body?

Somebody who doesn't want us to find it.

Yeah, well, whatever happened, we need to figure out when.

Well, the car's been here at least since before these leaves fell.

[Seely] It's very scientific.

And a three-month window's not very helpful.

Your guys find anything?

Fourteen used condoms,

one pair of flip-flops, and a rotting bear carcass.

Oh, and, uh, drag marks.

Like somebody tried to drag something up the slope.

-Any blood? -Not yet. May not.

There's been a lot of precipitation since October.

[computer beeps]

[Bug] Hey, we got a hit.

This set of prints on the driver's door?

Roger Carruthers.

Lives seven-tenths of a mile from here.

Laura's dead?

When did you see her last?

What, Andrea... Five or six weeks ago?

The 8th of November. Is that when she...

Yeah, that's the assumption.

Did you know her well?

Why are your fingerprints on her driver's door?

When she left here that night, I saw her to her car.

You want to know who had motive...

Laura's sister was killed five years ago, by her husband.

I interviewed both of them, in depth.

Laura and her self-justifying brother-in-law.

Why?

I'm making a documentary about domestic violence.

The police were called out to your house six times during your marriage.

I'd assume that you would have...

That's Bill Patterson.

I was the M.E. on the case. I testified at his trial.

Jenny knew how to push my buttons.

And, uh, she wouldn't stop. She'd just keep at it.

So it was your wife's fault that you got violent?

Oh, he's a pig.

He got acquitted?

No, hung jury. Charges were never refiled.

Do you have any footage of Laura?

[Andrea on video] I spoke with Laura Bennett,

Jennifer's sister, who, after five years,

is still trying to come to terms with her sister's death.

There... There are these markers.

When the police told me my sister was dead...

When the jury couldn't reach a verdict...

When the D.A.'s office said they wouldn't retry Bill.

What do you mean, markers?

Those...

Moments that overshadow everything in-between.

Sometimes I can't even remember the in-between.

-Whoa! Oh-oh! -Oh!

One of us is in a big hurry. What's yours?

Oh, observing an interview. God, what is yours?

Uh, chasing a whiff of corruption...

Not involving your friend Detective Hoyt.

Well, this time try to get your facts straight.

I got my facts straight last time.

Why are we arguing about this?

Look, I just really hate your job.

Because it gets in the way of you protecting your friends?

I'm late. [chuckles softly]

Brandau, hi.

We couldn't get this guy on his wife's murder,

but we'd sure love another crack at him.

Did he kill his sister-in-law, too?

I didn't kill Laura. [chuckles]

I haven't even seen her since my trial.

You own a gun?

Uh, no. But Laura did.

But you haven't seen her, so how would you know that?

She bought it for my wife.

I made Jenny give it back.

Where were you on the night of November 8th?

County Jail.

[Seely] Now why does that not surprise me? Wanna tell me what happened?

Marty? It's Jeffrey. Check this name for me?

William Patterson.

Was he in County lockup on November 8th?

Yeah, I'll hold.

[William] Well, a neighbor called the cops

about a fight I was having with my girlfriend.

Cops wouldn't listen,

-and they took me in. -Oh, please.

They don't arrest unless there are signs of injury.

We don't arrest on a domestic beef unless there are visible injuries.

-Thank you. -Okay, thanks.

Misdemeanor domestic.

Well... Never touched her.

Two black eyes and a cracked rib.

She bails him out, then refuses to press charges.

You know, there are lots of nice guys.

[Seely] All right, Mr. Patterson, you're free to go.

You. [chuckles]

You almost got me convicted.

Yeah, well I sure as hell tried.

When I autopsied your wife, I found two cracked ribs,

a broken arm, a fractured wrist.

The cow was really clumsy.

What did you do to Laura Bennett?

I didn't do anything to that bitch.

You had a jury of morons.

Next time you won't be so lucky.

It's a... It's a nice interview technique.

Well, he's got an alibi.

No, we don't know it was the 8th.

There's no "we" here.

You do your job, and I do mine.

Uh, [clears throat] uh, Dr. Cavanaugh?

-Yeah. -Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

It's about, uh, Miss Lebowski.

-Lily? -Well, I...

I mean, she's very...

Well, anyway, what I mean... Is she seeing anyone?

-Or... -What?

Not the right time?

Not the right person.

Well, who should I ask?

[sighs]

My father was a doctor.

His patients thought he was a saint.

He was a monster.

And Jenny married someone just like him.

Jenny always lied about it,

even to me.

It was always, "Oh, I ran into a door,"

or, "Oh, I fell off a ladder."

Jenny was a terrible liar.

Jenny was incredibly clumsy.

[woman on phone] 911 operator.

[Jenny screaming] Please help me!

[sobbing] Send somebody, he's going to kill me!

Please help me! Help!

[crashing noises]

[woman on phone] Ma'am? Ma'am?

-Are you there, ma'am? Ma'am? -[call disconnects]

How many gunshots total?

Five.

It's a bit of overkill.

[Renee] Well?

Leaning on us isn't gonna make it go any faster, Renee.

My investigators think they've found a witness.

Who's afraid to talk.

I just need enough to arrest McCourt,

get him off the streets while we work on him.

-Give me something. -I'll give you what I find.

What a job you have.

Hey, you guys.

Henry Bishop's alibi hold up?

He clocked in at the hospital,

but no one can say he was there continuously.

Dr. Macy, no gunshot residue on her husband.

Could've scrubbed it off.

Nigel...

What? What is it?

It's a bit of plastic.

CSU didn't find anything to match that?

No.

Take it back to Bishop's apartment and see if you can find the rest of it.

[door opens]

I'm not seeing anything broken.

[Woody] Me neither.

[Woody] Could it be part of a phone?

[Nigel] Yeah, I guess. Why?

Well, there's a jack here, a phone book on the desk, but no phone.

That's odd.

I thought I saw something in there.

[Woody] Is that what I think it is?

[whispers] Someone's listening, you know.

I don't give a damn! You know what this means?

Whoever is on the other end of that heard the murder, maybe even did the murder,

and they've probably got it on tape.

So do we.

That's a PRD-6000.

There's a five gigabyte backup file in it.

Does that mean what I think it means?

Yeah.

We can hear it, too.

You hear that? We're coming after you.

[camera shutter clicking]

Hey. Bishop's house is wired.

Nigel's downloading the backup file.

Puts a whole new spin on things, doesn't it?

Who's interested in him and why?

-Don't know. -Did you find anything that matched the piece of plastic?

No, but we're pretty sure there's a phone missing from the living room.

Why would you shoot somebody and take their phone?

I've found two items of overwhelming interest.

Is one of them the murder?

Play it.

[doorbell rings]

[footsteps approaching]

[Kristin] Henry's not here, but come on in.

So it was someone she knew.

What are you...

[grunts] No.

[clattering]

No!

[Kristin grunts]

[man grunts]

-[dialpad beeping] -She tried to call 911.

[man grunting]

-[Kristin screams] -He stops her.

-[both grunting] -She hits him with the phone.

[gunshot]

The first shot hit the phone

and drove that shard of plastic into her scalp.

[gunshots]

Never said a word.

Why'd he take the phone?

Well, she hit him with it.

So it's got his hair, skin, blood, something on it.

So it's somebody who watches Forensic Files.

This isn't getting us anywhere.

But this seems to have been from just a few days ago.

[man] What I told you the other day? It got around...

I didn't tell anybody but you, Henry.

[Henry] Well, I didn't tell anyone.

[man] I hope not. I'd hate to have to come after you.

Whoever installed the tap heard that threat and did nothing.

And so now Kristin Bishop's here instead of with her little boy.

Can you trace the tap to its source?

Of course I can.

Why did Seely send us this stuff instead of telling us

he was going to search Laura Bennett's house?

We could've gone with him.

He didn't want us there.

I so do not like that guy.

Nobody likes him.

Look at these.

Hey, do you know what Rosie's is?

No.

I am so not doing this.

Well...

-Hey, Jordan... -Yeah?

Laura Bennett bought gas on November 9th.

She was still alive on the 9th?

That puts Bill Patterson back in the picture.

Yeah... So to speak.

All right, all right.

Uh, Dr. Macy?

I'm sorry, what's your name?

Uh, Brandau. I was looking for Miss Lebowski,

but she doesn't seem to be in her office.

-And, I... -Why don't you try reception?

Uh-oh.

Whew! Uh...

I seem to be having a little trouble breathing.

Let's sit down, come on.

Take it easy. Are you sick?

Yeah, but that's just a chronic thing. It's not that...

She...

Well, you know her, I mean...

Am I her type?

Why don't you put your head down.

And just... Just... Just breathe nice and deep.

Slow breaths.

-I'm so sorry. -Head down.

Keep breathing.

Nice and easy. Everything's gonna be fine.

And here, drink this.

Oh, I actually don't drink very much.

You can't even ask a woman out. Drink up.

I'm a doctor.

"Please try to understand

how hard this is for me.

Since my sister's death,

I've been locked in a dark place

I thought I'd never get out of."

There's no salutation.

"Until I met you.

You brought me back into the light.

I know we were wrong to fall in love, because you're married.

But I love you so much.

Please don't end what we have."

She was seeing some married guy.

And I think I know who it was.

Miss Lebowski.

Jeffrey.

I was looking for you, but you're not in your office.

And...

That's because I'm in here.

[clears throat] So you are.

Well, I brought you...

Narcissuses.

Narcissus. I had 'em.

And I left them... [laughing]

Have you been drinking?

What?

Why would you say that?

Um, I wouldn't use words like what and why

if you're trying to hide the smell of booze.

I...

Have an appointment.

I thought you were tracing the tap.

Well, it's not instantaneous, you know. You have to locate

the DCS on the LAN segment.

Then it has to be traced back through hundreds of miles

of broadband wires and routers

to figure out where the data's being sent.

You had to ask.

So we thought we'd cull as much information as we could on Henry Bishop.

He is a speech pathologist, like he said,

pretty much single-handedly started the child clinic at Mercy General.

Yeah, he works with kids with speech impairments, cleft palates...

We haven't found anything that explains why his house would be bugged.

Maybe we can answer that once the trace is done.

Let me know.

I think we can answer that now.

Son of a bitch.

What?

"Mrs. Bishop is survived by her sons,"

"Henry Bishop and Thomas McCourt."

They're brothers?

[Renee] Half-brothers.

Different fathers.

My people told me you're tracing our wire, so I thought I should check in.

You heard McCourt threaten Bishop, and you didn't do one damn thing about it.

I offered protection to him and his family, he said, let me quote,

"Thomas is my brother, he'd never do anything to hurt us."

Maybe he didn't know what McCourt was capable of, but you did, you do.

There's been nothing in Thomas McCourt's history

to indicate he'd go after a family member.

It's on the tape!

You got his wife killed, Renee.

You sanctimonious bastard.

Why didn't you just tell me that Bishop was McCourt's brother?

And how exactly would that have helped?

One of the reasons we haven't been able to get out ahead of McCourt, there's a leak.

In my office, your office, the cops...

Does Henry Bishop actually know anything about his brother's operation?

He has information we can use, but he won't talk.

Well, would you?

His wife's dead. Is his son next?

You want to rant, or you want to help?

Are you sure he knows something?

Yes.

Okay, can you bring him here in about an hour?

[Jordan sighs]

Ah!

Assembling a team for Mission: Impossible, huh?

Oh, yeah.

-Could I be the guy who wears the masks? -Again with the masks?

Okay, Roger Carruthers.

Why did you want me to dig up dirt on him?

-One murder. -Hmm.

Two suspects.

Him, I know all about.

Carruthers... I don't, hence the request.

Okay.

Uh, Roger's your basic loser.

He ran 65 yards for a game-winning touchdown 14 years ago,

hasn't done a damn thing since.

Yeah, but they have money. Where'd it come from?

His wife's trust fund.

They got married five years ago.

No children. No liens, no debts, no priors.

Is that enough?

Could be motive. Nobody likes to lose a free ride.

Was he, uh, having it off with the victim?

[Jordan] Somebody was.

He's the likeliest candidate.

Why?

She didn't get out much, and when she did,

it was to visit Carruthers and his wife.

Hmm. The wife know about it?

Oh, I have no idea.

Talk about complicated relationships...

[Lily sighs] Here are the rest of them.

[Macy] Thanks.

Nice flowers.

Actually, those are yours.

That... That A.D.A. brought'em.

What do you think of him?

I think he's very smooth.

[chuckles softly]

'Cause I... I was starting to like him,

but I... I think he came in drunk.

In the middle of the day.

-Whew! I don't know... -Lily.

I gave him the drink.

Why?

Because he was practically passing out from fear.

I mean, he...

He wants to ask you out.

I know.

[chuckles softly]

[Macy] This is number three, Matty O'Brien.

He was 24 when he died.

I understand you grew up with Matty.

Here's Benny Parker.

Found a witness against your brother,

and they both ended up dead.

There's Esther Wilson. Richard Dobbs.

Here's George Brown, Davey Perello...

Sit down, Mr. Bishop.

This is cruel.

I don't need this.

Then help us stop him.

You've had 20 years to stop him, and still, there he is.

Let me show you something.

Your brother killed all these people, Mr. Bishop,

because they knew too much...

Or to send a message.

Here's the message he sent to you.

[sobbing]

[Macy] Look...

Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to make a life for myself?

To distance myself from my brother?

Your son was home.

Did he watch his mother die,

or did he find her in three pints of her own blood?

You know your brother did this.

Of course I know he did it.

Don't you understand?

He'll kill my son.

I've been looking for you, Henry.

I heard about Kristin.

I'm sorry, kid.

Could you use some help with the expenses?

We're done, Thomas. Stay away from me.

You come near Patrick, I'll kill you.

Stay with him.

Nobody's arresting me?

I guess that means I'm free to go.

[Jordan] Who else could it be but Roger Carruthers?

His prints are the top ones on her car door,

and we only have his word about how they got there.

Wait, so you're saying he killed her to keep his wife

from finding out he was shtupping her?

It happens.

Yeah, by the way, Bill Patterson flew to Chicago

an hour after he got bailed out of jail on the 9th.

Okay, the phantom lover's likelier, anyway.

Look, Laura's body could be buried on Carruthers' property.

I'm thinking cadaver dogs.

For which I need a warrant.

For which I need more than your hunch

that Roger Carruthers is a hound.

We could at least talk to the guy.

Jordan, you want to be a cop? Take the test.

Hey, I've got a timeline for Laura Bennett's last months on this earth

based on her receipts and records.

Laura Bennett's house.

Roger Carruthers' house.

And this is a gas station she stopped at 11 times in the last three months.

Well, where was she going? What's out there?

Pine Grove Cemetery.

I looked it up, her sister's buried there.

Okay, so Laura was going out there to visit her sister's grave.

Did you find out what Rosie's is?

Hmm. This is Rosie's Bait Shop...

Rosie's Fresh Flowers...

And this...

Is Rosie's Bar.

You'll notice it's near the route between the two houses.

[upbeat music playing]

I knew you were one of us.

So I take it it wasn't your husband who was seeing Laura.

[upbeat music playing]

Laura

was very appealing.

People can't help who they're attracted to.

For me, it's lost waifs.

So, Laura was the latest in an ongoing series?

Yeah, I had no idea she would take it so seriously.

Sure you did.

Lost waifs are needy people.

Needy people take every indication of affection very seriously.

You a psychologist, too?

You didn't think this might be relevant to the investigation?

Well, why would I? I didn't kill her.

What about your husband? Is he jealous?

Well, if he were, he would've left a long time ago.

Your detective came out today to talk to Roger, and we gave him permission

to search the whole property. Dogs and everything.

It was quite an operation.

They didn't find anything.

There's nothing to find. We didn't kill her.

I concentrated on the area around Bishop's apartment.

It's about two square blocks.

I paid seven homeless people to go dumpster diving for me.

-Whose money did you use? -Yours.

This is what we came up with.

[Macy] So, if Mrs. Bishop hit McCourt with the receiver,

and if one of these is the right phone...

You're the one who sent me out on the wild goose chase--

Calm down.

Where's the piece of plastic?

[Nigel sighs]

It's a possibility.

We've got McCourt's DNA on file from the previous cases.

-Go get it while I swab this, will ya? -Sure.

Okay, okay, here we go.

Well?

Dr. Macy, say something.

It's a match.

Thomas McCourt's DNA is on this phone.

So finally. We've finally got the bastard.

I have made a lot of arrests in my day, but this is the big one.

This is the big megillah.

Gimme some, Dr. Macy.

Yeah, yes, that's what I'm talking about.

-There we go, yeah! [laughs] -All right.

-[cell phone ringing] -Excuse me. This is Hoyt.

What?

What do you mean, dead?

[indistinct chatter]

So it's over.

I shot him, and it's over.

Where's your son?

In his room with an officer.

What happened?

Wait, wait...

Do you have a lawyer?

Don't say anything else until you get one.

That's good advice.

[Woody] Take him to his son's room.

Fell forward.

He shot him in the back, didn't he?

Is that what happened, Garret?

It's a .22.

Entrance and exit wounds are most likely indistinguishable.

Are you going where I think you're going?

It will be my professional opinion

that the bullet entered his chest and spun him around, so that he fell on his face.

So all Bishop has to do is say that McCourt attacked him.

Which would make it a clear case of self-defense.

I'm with you.

But, Garret...

Don't ever get self-righteous with me again.

When Jenny died, I wanted to die, too.

I think I might've killed myself, except...

I had to make sure Bill didn't get away with it.

Do you think that he intended to kill her?

Bill Patterson should've been convicted.

I should've done a better job testifying on the stand.

[Laura sobbing] The only thing that keeps me going

is the dream...

Or the delusion...

That they'll find new evidence and finally convict Bill.

But year after year goes by,

and nobody does anything.

She's right. Nobody does anything.

Let's pull her sister's file and go over everything again.

I mean, there's been a lot of advances in DNA technology over the last five years.

Maybe we'll get lucky.

[Andrea] You aren't still suicidal, are you?

Most days, no.

Bug, the slug that we found in Laura Bennett's car? Where is it?

Everything's in her case file.

[door shuts]

Hey, I've pulled Jenny Patterson's file

and sent for the evidence that's in storage.

I know what happened. I know where she is.

Laura...

[Laura] My family has a cabin on Lake Powell.

I've been staying there.

[Jordan] What happened that night?

The night you drove your car off the road.

You know about...

You and Andrea?

I thought she loved me.

When she broke it off...

She was finished interviewing me.

You felt used?

Yes.

I went out to her house. I begged, I cried...

I was pathetic.

There's an attractive quality.

Anyway, I went home, and I tried to write her a letter.

But I couldn't finish it, so the next day I drove out to Andrea's.

But I didn't go in.

What was the point?

On the way back, I ran off the road.

[tires squealing and crashing]

I decided to kill myself.

I had a gun.

I pulled the trigger...

[gunshot]

But I couldn't do it and jerked the gun away.

I guess I didn't really want to die.

It grazed my head.

What a lot of blood comes from a graze.

So that didn't work out for me, either.

I came back here to try to put the pieces back together.

[sighs]

I'm gonna have to take you back.

People think you're dead.

We thought your brother-in-law had killed you.

Since I've been out at the cabin,

I've figured out how to know when you're really loved.

It's when you see yourself reflected...

Really reflected in the other person's eyes.

And you know it's the same for them.

Jenny is the only person I've ever had that with.

I don't want to go back.

Ever?

Not yet.

I figured out what you were doing with the slugs.

Okay.

You simulated a kill shot and compared the flattening pattern

with the slug from the car, and they didn't match.

So, is she still alive?

I don't know. I couldn't find her.

Too bad.

But I do have something else to show you.

This is the blouse that Jenny Patterson was wearing when she died.

These five marked areas...

Bill Patterson's skin cells.

Heavily concentrated in those five places.

Yeah.

That's how you push someone down the stairs.

[scoffs]

So the son of a bitch kicked his wife around for years,

and then finally killed her.

Gotcha, bastard.

Thanks, Bug.

-Matt. -Lily.

Miss Lebowski.

Uh...

Are you guys here on a case?

Dr. Cavanaugh wanted to see me.

-Well, me, too. -Conclusive evidence on an old case.

Yeah, but they always say that. They think they're so smart.

It's one of those things...

Uh, Li... Lily?

[clears throat]

I wanted to tell you, I don't drink.

Hmm.

Apparently you do.

Well, special occasions, Miss Lebowski.

A promotion or the High Holidays--

If you call me Miss Lebowski,

I'm gonna have to call you Mr. Brandau. Is that how you want it?

No...

Well, I mean...

Thank you for the flowers.

You're welcome.

Um...

Do you want to...

Do you like flowers?

Where did you find paperwhites in January?

Well, I just... There's a...

Um, maybe you... We could... I'm so...

Jeffrey?

Would you like to have dinner with me?

Now?

Okay.

Hey, Patterson.

Glad to see you got your prison haircut.

Bitch.

[siren wailing]

Garret.

Haven't seen you around much these last couple days.

You want to have a taste?

No thanks, I'm outta here.

Aren't you on duty till 10:00?

You have a nice night.

The Westfall Special Reserve.

The '94.

I had to fight off three burly oenophiles to get this.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I...

Just don't really know if I'm quite in the mood for booze, though.

Uh-uh, this is not "booze," Cavanaugh.

This is the elixir of the gods.

Could you do me a favor, J.D.?

Look into my eyes.

Now, what do you see?

Is this where I'm supposed to say,

"Limpid pools so inviting

"I want to dive right in and drown"?

I'm serious.

I see a pair of darkly beautiful eyes

belonging to a woman who...

Really wants half this bottle of wine.

What did you want me to say?

It was just a question.

With you, it's never "just a question."

There's always something behind it, under it, over it...

I failed the test, didn't I?

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