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Ben, your new partner's here. Early.

Keener. Never had one of those.

- Sullivan, Ben. - Lynch, Amy.

Um, Amy.

You looked good up there tonight.

Really got that guy, huh?

Is that why you're here?

You want all the gory details?

How are you going to deal with your problem

and a new partner all at the same time?

I'm going to get help.

I want you to come see me every week.

Like a regular patient?

But I guarantee you anything we say in this room

will stay in this room, between you and me.

Trust me, El...

We're going to get through this.

Babe! I'm home!

Sorry I'm late.

I just got to change my shirt and I'm good to go.

You already dressed?

Babe?

You okay?

Babe?

I thought you'd be dressed already.

Dinner reservation in a half an hour.

I can't go.

Well, I'll call and get a later table.

What if he's dead?

El...

Don't.

You go.

I need to be here tonight.

Go.

I'll feel worse if you stay.

I'll feel worse if you stay.

I'll feel worse if you stay.

Who's in there?

Ella, is that you?

Are we gonna out tonight?

Go away, Harry.

I don't want to be cheered up. I want to be left alone.

Wow! You sure know how to bring down a room.

Boom!

Woo-whee!

Yes.

Bang!

Heh-heh-hey, baby!

Harry!

Harry...

Hey, baby.

Dance for me.

Oh, my God, I love this song!

You can move, baby.

Seven years of training!

It shows.

I got an idea, baby.

Let's go to Vegas, you and me.

That's where you belong.

Vegas. Okay.

You should wear this...

hey, I can't go to Vegas, 'cause I got to work.

I've never been to Vegas my whole life.

I mean... that's a tragedy.

I got a deck of cards...

And we can pretend that we're in Vegas.

Look at me, look at me, look at me!

What kind of Indian has never been to Nevada? Hmm?

The kind that likes wearing my mascara?

I got to lie down.

Okay.

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What happened?

Boiled.

Blunt head trauma...

Somebody made quite an effort.

"Dr. Wen Zhang."

North American mastercard, U.S. currency, Canadian...

Dr. Zhang was a traveler.

Watch... money... So it wasn't a robbery.

I'm going to see if they had security cameras.

All right.

We've been married for 10 months.

I know this is hard,

but any money problems?

No.

So, your husband flew here from Shenzen

nearly every month for two years?

I met him over there,

and we fell in love, he visited and...

Ms. Fleming, can you think of anybody

who may have wanted to hurt your husband?

No... no.

He was a cardiac surgeon.

Lawsuits are a part of life.

Wen isn't...

wasn't accredited here yet.

But, in China, no...

a perfect record.

"Perfect?"

Perfect.

Baby, it's out of our price range.

It's not even in the ballpark of our price range...

Look, I pay the alimony

because I am court-ordered to do so.

One day you may appreciate that I pay the alimony.

Look, I got to go. Okay. Bye.

Suspicious death at St. Catherine's emergency.

They just brought her in. I need you two to take it.

I call primary.

Okay.

This isn't shotgun rules.

Yeah, but I called it.

He called it.

Look, isolate them

so they can't rehearse their stories, all right?

Well... we've got persecuted christians,

Falun Gong, political dissidents...

They're going to say anything to stay here.

They might not all be lying, Kevin.

Yeah, well, they can't all be telling the truth either, Pam.

Anything from the wife?

Well, she's a... cool one,

but Ben thinks that she might be a person of interest.

Excuse me.

Ben? Lynch?

We received a phone call from the Chinese embassy.

They requested "meaningful consultation" on this case.

That's a bad idea.

It's a powerful community.

Husband was a prominent doctor in China,

and she's connected,

and she's wealthy, and she's lying...

But I don't think she killed him.

All right, well, keep me posted.

This is a P.R. nightmare

that's turning into a national incident.

See the guy sitting over there?

Been watching him.

Everyone else in here is twitchy.

Not him. What's his name?

Zan Ji?

Right. Okay.

I see you, Vina...

Second body of the day and you still look good...

that's a gift.

You probably look even better after the fourth, don't you?

You know, you've really gotta work on your material, bud.

Oh, I'll take it.

It's not like I get compliments from the clients.

Have a look at this one.

Wendy Summers. 27.

Her husband, Brian,

brought her into emerg already deceased.

Head trauma... bruising.

Is that what did it?

It looks bad, but it's not severe enough.

But there is fantastic news.

A sternotomy scar.

A sternotomy scar? A heart transplant.

Don't see that in my department every day.

Medically speaking,

this is a fascinating twist to your case.

Organ transplant? Cloning?

The future of medical science

and the goal to defeat mortality.

They're breeding pigs in Scotland

to give people new hearts, livers, kidneys.

If I open her up and find a pig's heart,

that would be amazing.

Oh, but I'd give you the M.E. report first,

before I wrote my article for the medical journal.

Uh... so what you're saying is,

she died from a heart transplant?

Well, if you'd like to phrase it

with no imagination, yes.

Uh, Zan Ji...

We just need to ask you a couple basic questions.

Uh, date of birth?

Home address?

Is king laundry the only place that you work?

We know you're here illegally.

We can have you sent you back.

Do we need a translator?

No, he speaks English.

Good guess?

I'm a good guesser.

Why'd you come here from China?

It must have been a...

Hard trip, expensive...

Dangerous.

My name is Zan Ji.

Okay.

If you send me back, I will die.

Maybe you can help us with our investigation.

What can you offer me?

I owe too much.

We're not in the position to offer anything,

but we could maybe discuss your case with immigration.

Here, sorry, you must be thirsty.

Take mine.

Mr. Ji...

Can I call you Zan?

Yes.

I'm Amy.

Zan, if what you tell us results in charges and a trial,

no one's going to want to send you back right away.

They're going to need you to testify.

It'll buy you some time.

What do you think should happen to a person

who kills another person?

I cannot judge that.

You don't have to.

That's for the courts to do.

But if you tell us what you know,

at least we have some chance at justice.

Brother Song.

I saw one of Brother's men...

Outside the laundry last night.

Thank you.

How did your wife hit her head?

She just fell, she blacked out.

She bruises easily from the steroids...

...This medication for the heart.

She hit her head when she... Collapsed.

It's Wendy's mum.

Uh, Wendy's transplant happened about six months ago.

We did it I-in India, actually.

Just... answer the phone, Brian.

Hi, mum.

You buying this guy?

India?

Everything's cheaper, huh?

Maybe.

Hey, Ben.

Weren't you supposed to see me this morning?

Got busy.

Well, I have time open all week.

I think it's important that you see me. Don't forget.

When I'm not busy, I'll come around.

Tell Detective Lynch that she has a 3:00. Hmm?

- - - - 3:00! - Right.

So what do you know about Brother Song?

Reggie Song. Everyone calls him "Brother."

We've had a big operation open on him for about a year,

getting very close.

His cash flow is heroin.

This is our victim.

Dr. Wen Zhang.

Off the top of my head, I can't place him.

But if your guy crossed Brother,

he'd throw him in a washing machine for sure.

We've linked him to some ugly hits,

but nothing sticks to him, hough.

Why's that?

Meals for the underprivileged,

sponsors the local library, the rec center.

He gives illegals a new life...

Helps find them jobs in sweatshops, restaurants,

as part of his service to the community.

A local hero.

Who sells heroin.

Listen, if I come up with anything interesting,

I'll let you know.

Yeah, same here. Thanks.

Hey, Ben.

You know those illegals where they found your guy?

It almost killed them to get to this country.

I know.

See if you can do anything

about getting the powers that be to lay off sending them back.

They're good people.

We will.

All right.

Thanks.

My wife loves these.

Yeah?

What kind of plants do you put in them?

I don't know, yucca?

They're good.

Only plant I haven't killed.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Where are you going?

We're here to see Brother.

Brother Song isn't here. Who are you?

You don't mind if we don't take your word on that, do you?

Get your hand off me.

Get your hand off me.

Ben! That's enough!

The police.

And I thought it was something serious.

I'm not the police.

Talk fast, save money.

Ask.

Where were you two nights ago, between 12 and 6 A.M.?

In bed with my wife.

Where was he?

Outside the door, where he always is.

Do you know the doctor, Wen Zhang?

No. If this is about the laundry murder,

I don't know anything about that either.

You place illegals in sweatshops, laundries.

You take a big slice of their salary...

finder's fee, immigration fee- how about a list of names?

What do you think, I keep records?

What the hell was that?

Kicking in the door, burning his money?

The next time you want to try and get us killed,

could you let me know?

Okay.

Look, I'm not saying it was a bad idea.

We got what we came for.

I'm just saying let me know.

I will if I have a plan.

Well, that's all I'm asking.

We good?

We're good.

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Cause of death: Organ rejection.

You know, unless you popped the hood

and found out that a pig heart killed her,

couldn't you just have called?

There's a twist.

I can't talk to you through the glass.

Something always gets lost in the translation.

Try.

It's cold in there.

Welcome to my world.

So what's the special thing about this organ rejection?

And does it have anything to do with bacon?

I'm sorry.

Respect the science, boys- it solves cases.

He started it.

There is something odd.

Risk of rejection is highest

over the first few months,

so frequent clinic visits and biopsies are essential,

but according to medical records,

Wendy hadn't actually seen her doctor

for almost a year.

That's pretty much impossible, right?

Unless she was seeing someone else.

The India connection.

There are 1.2 billion people over there.

If you pay my phone bill, I can start making the calls.

It's a joke.

Hey, Carmichael? Uh, Sullivan.

Yeah, I was just seeing

if anything came of that kid you found in riverside?

That's great.

There's a happy ending, right?

No, just checking in.

No, I'm... yeah, I know you are.

Just, yeah...

If you ever need another set of eyes, okay?

Yeah.

Carmichael?

What about him?

Never mind.

It's none of my business.

You already started it.

He's got your son's case?

Yeah.

I heard he's good, is all. He's...

He cares, he's thorough.

Aren't you late for your appointment with Ryan?

Uh, wish me luck.

You'll be all right, just don't tell him

I'm a complete psycho and a pyromaniac.

I already did.

Anything else you want to talk about?

I don't know...Tthis is our last session, right?

That's right.

You going to answer my question?

I feel I made the best decision

in a bad situation.

That's a good answer.

Something wrong with my foot, Detective?

Just...

You're not wearing socks.

And that bothers you?

Um... I'm a little germaphobic.

Really? Wow!

See? Breakthrough.

You having nightmares?

No.

Flashbacks to the incident?

No.

Emotional numbness?

No.

Irritability?

No.

No?

How do you feel about your partner?

Well, you don't want...

Two detectives looking at the same evidence

the same way... right?

Well...

Detective Lynch...

...In my professional opinion,

you are not suffering from post-traumatic stress.

I'm gonna clear you.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Detective...

You can go.

Oh! Okay.

Have a seat there, Brian.

Your call mentioned

something about Wendy's operation?

Your wife's transplant didn't happen in India, did it?

Your credit records don't show any travel expenses.

No plane tickets, nothin'.

Doesn't look like you or your wife went anywhere.

According to your bank,

you recently took out a second mortgage on your house.

What'd you do with the extra cash, Brian?

I bought my wife a heart.

A heart?

And a transplant.

A client of mine told me about this...

Shadow system- a black market, I guess.

And where'd this go down?

It was here in the city.

She was gonna die waiting.

¡¾¡¿ 99 what would you have done?

Reggie Song is smuggling heroin.

We believe he's hiding it in his antique shipments.

The focus of our project is here...

In the shipping district,

where the "h" is coming into the city.

But we haven't had reliable intel

on delivery dates... until today.

We got new information on that.

Well, we think he's moved up his shipment.

Connect the dots for me, please.

Our dead doctor traveled back and forth

from mainland China.

He had respect, money,

he'd be connected enough to pharmaceuticals

to bring in the heroin.

We believe Song saw Dr. Wen as competition and killed him.

We've been waiting for a break like this.

Okay, we're in,

but it's a joint operation.

Ben's the lead.

Ben?

Excuse me.

Detective Sullivan, this is Mr. Lin,

from the Chinese consulate.

A pleasure.

The Chinese government has asked

to take a deeper look

at Dr. Zhang's murder investigation.

Merely to observe,

as Dr. Wen Zhang

was one of our most prominent Chinese citizens.

And Ms. Fleming has requested

that her husband's body be released.

So I can return him to China for burial.

We can help facilitate this as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately,

Dr. Wen's body is still evidence, so...

- Can I have a word with you? - Of course.

One moment, please?

The feds are all over this.

I'm getting calls from community groups everywhere.

You're gonna have to help me out with this.

Look, we're joining up with the Asian task force

on a thing that's taking shape.

They can't be in here.

Ben. We don't have a choice.

You're going to have to work with it.

Sorry.

Northeast corner...

Beyond the fences.

Five... maybe a couple in the wings.

Number two...

Let me know when you're in the mood.

I'm covering the movers.

Ben, take point.

Lynch...

You're his back.

Three and four,

watch the two guards.

Three... two...

One... go, go, go!

Police! On the ground, now!

Hands up! Hands up!

On the ground! Now!

Freeze!

Hands up!

Step forward. Put your hands on your head.

Up against the wall.

We've got something.

Got it.

I've never heard of Reggie Song

being involved in human trafficking

or Yunnan shipping.

Who knows how long they've been locked inside there.

How are they doing?

Severely dehydrated.

Looks like everything from dysentery

to possible renal failure.

One fatality.

They're all claiming

to be worshippers of Falun Gong.

She won't let go.

Hey.

Hey. Tell me somethin'.

Would you buy a heart on the black market?

Only if it was still beating.

Why, you got one?

I got a dead wife and a loving husband.

What, but you don't believe him?

I'm a cop. I don't believe anyone.

But this guy says he took her

for a quickie black market transplant.

We just found

a dozen faithful Falun Gong in a shipping crate.

Falun Gong? I heard about them.

They're persecuted in China...

There's this urban legend

that they're murdered for body parts.

Your victim had a heart transplant.

Our victim was a not-so-legal cardiac surgeon.

We think that the heart was purchased on the black market.

Organ trafficking?

It's on the rise everywhere else in the world.

So you think Brian Summers bought his wife's heart

from our dead doctor?

For 200 grand.

Well, where did the heat came from?

It's not like you can keep one on ice.

A heart has to be removed and transplanted

within 12 to 18 hours.

Well, they had to get it from somewhere.

Like a container full of Falun Gong illegals?

We'll follow up the import/export angle,

and you press Brian Summers.

Okay.

Amy.

I've been looking for you.

I don't have time, Nick.

Well, make time.

You know, we're both going to

have to figure out how to do this.

What?

Be at work.

Especially now that our relationship

is temporarily on hold.

I just killed a man.

I'm trying really hard...

...Not to shut down and crawl into a bottle.

Getting back together with you

is so far from being on the table.

Yeah, well, I'm not ready to give up on us yet.

That pass gives you the right to be here, but that's it.

Her name's Xia Yeh.

Keep in mind, she's been locked in that filthy container

with her dead sister,

so she's still pretty terrified.

Can you tell her

we're very sorry for what happened to her sister?

Tell her we understand

that what she was running away from back home

she may have found here.

Can she tell us anything she knows

about how her trip was arranged,

anything about Yunnan shipping?

Any names from back home that may be helpful?

He said he's going to contact her family back in China.

Is that a good thing?

No.

Xie Xie.

Falun Gong?

Xie Xie.

He threatened that girl's family

to keep her quiet.

We have to stop him before we lose our witness.

Hey, honey.

Better day?

Who's Naomi?

No idea.

Her phone number was in your pocket.

I found her perfume and her lipstick on your shirt.

Smelled like a French cat-house.

Wasn't me.

How would you know?

You know how it is, right?

I mean, the market's turned upside down,

I got the bank squeezing my balls.

I just need a couple days,

then I'll be able to cut you a check, you know?

I appreciate it.

Ella!

Sorry I couldn't meet for a coffee, you know?

My day's jammed, I got to get back to the office.

You look fantastic, though.

Ben's been dodging dinner...

You guys, you got to come by, you know?

The kids ask about you.

It's been too long.

I feel bad.

Aw, no, I didn't... I wasn't...

Doing these two house-flips,

it's just killing me.

Ben all right?

No.

I need a favor, Terry.

Name it.

You know, I'm sure that there's an explanation.

You don't need to cover for him, Ter.

I just, I... I need to know who she is.

I... I can't.

I called this number,

um, but it's disconnected,

so I just need you to trace it for me.

I'll take it from there.

Thank you, Terry.

Say hello to Fran for me.

They're Falun Gong, he's Chinese government,

and he's threatening to make Xia's family disappear.

Yeah, well, she's applied for asylum,

so we can protect her.

Yeah, but we can't protect the family.

Giving the consulate access makes us responsible

for what happens to them if they get sent back.

Okay, okay. I get it.

Let's take it back to the doctor's murder, please.

People of interest...

Amanda, the wife, uh... Reggie Song.

And the long shot is Brian Summers.

I'm not feeling Brian.

You guys still focusing

on that underground organ exchange?

Yeah, but we got nothing yet.

Okay. Let's focus on Reggie Song.

He's sitting in interview one.

Maybe now that he's looking at 15,

he'll have a new attitude.

Hall and Terry,

talk to... What's that witness again?

- What's his name? - Zan.

Zan, thank you.

See if he remembers anything else

about the day he saw Reggie's thug.

I'm going to talk to super

and see about keeping Lin out of here.

Good?

Yep.

Good.

You know, I am a very important man.

Don't keep me waiting.

And I only have an hour before I need to be somewhere else.

You drive me crazy.

Okay, great.

No. Thank you very much.

Who was that?

That was the Asian task force.

The drug bust paid off.

Brother Song folded, gave up an address

for Dr. Wen's shadow clinic.

Seems he has zero tolerance for human traffickers.

This is it.

Down here.

Hold up.

This is where they did the harvesting.

Oh, God. There's hardly anything here.

They just have to keep them alive long enough

to rip out the organs.

We have a body.

We should call ident.

Police. Stay where you are!

So, okay...

Forensics got at least three separate D.N.A. profiles

from blood traces and prints on the scalpel.

Took forever to get immigration to hand over Zan.

Must be afraid of losing him. So where we at?

Well, we still don't know who killed the doctor,

but we're pretty sure

he has a few murders under his belt,

so loads of people with motive.

Great, our very own Mengele.

You take Amanda with hall.

I'm going to talk to Zan with Terry.

Why?

Because I said so.

They use this.

Potassium.

For lethal injections, executions.

Just enough,

and you can paralyze people while you cut them open.

When do I get my husband back?

He's dead, Mrs. Fleming. He's never coming back.

Your husband's fingerprints were all over that.

Financial forensics will prove

you knew of your husband's activities.

That'll make you an accessory.

But if you were running the business,

that's gonna bump you up to murder.

Sorry, that's my chair.

There's just a couple things that I don't understand.

You sent us to see Brother,

but he had nothing to do with the murder.

So... can you help me out here?

Why would you have told me to do that?

Did you know what the doctor was doing?

I...

Heard things.

We all did.

And he was getting away with it.

Look, I know how that makes me feel. Angry.

Angry is not even close.

It makes me feel sick.

On a scale of one o 10,

rank yourself in terms of truthfulness...

Outside of this room.

I don't know...

Uh... eight?

So, outside of this room, 20% of the time...

You're lying?

Is that what you're saying? Because that's pretty good.

What about in here?

On a scale of 1 to 10?

10.

That's good.

That's good.

That's we want.

The truth.

Who killed my husband, Ms. Lynch?

Are you worried they might come after you?

Worshippers of Falun Gong were shipped here,

and your husband would harvest their organs

and sell them to shadow clinics. That sound about right?

This is a fabrication

designed to embarrass the Chinese government.

Or to hide your department's basic incompetence.

I can't tell which.

Since you have nothing to charge me with...

I'll be leaving.

So I'm guessing that you're... Falun Gong,

which strives for the truth,

but you hid yourself away

when the others applied for refugee status.

Omission of the truth is the same as a lie

in a court of law.

Were you afraid that something may have been revealed

about how you felt about the doctor?

Why you might have wanted him dead?

Falun Gong does not kill.

Under the right circumstances, anyone could kill, Zan.

I'm not understanding a few things.

Falun Gong does not lie.

One of the Falun Gong refugees, Xia Yeh,

is missing from the hospital.

She either escaped...

she didn't escape. Somebody took her.

Well, whatever.

T.C. Wants us to go down and help with the search.

Excuse me.

Okay, I'm going to be honest.

I'm gonna be just like you.

I'm gonna be a 10.

I hate everything that I know about that doctor,

and I'm glad that he's dead. Okay?

The only thing I'm sorry for

is that he didn't suffer more before he died.

...But she's innocent.

And the same thing that happened to your people

is about to happen to her.

We all have scars, Zan.

We all have missing pieces.

But we don't all have a faith like yours.

"Truthfulness... benevolence... Forbearance..."

This is your life's test, right here, right now.

You fail this, you fail your faith,

you fail yourself.

I was arrested in camp in China, for my worship.

The doctor... operate on me.

Take my kidney.

I escape.

I found him here.

He got what he deserve.

Okay.

But there are others, right?

Other doctors,

that's the only way that this thing can work.

So you have to tell me what you know...

the absolute truth...

so we can find this girl.

Did you kill the doctor?

Yes.

Excuse me. We're looking for a Dr. Kuo.

We're detectives.

We'd like to have a word with him.

- You're looking for Dr. Kuo? - Yeah.

Just a moment. Okay, thank you.

You're under arrest, doctor.

Guess that would be Dr. Kuo.

Amanda Fleming?

You're under arrest for murder.

Detective, you have gone too far.

Dr. Kuo confirmed everything about your organization...

the organ harvesting, the clinics,

paper trail, money...

Just thought you should know.

They follow Falun Gong, a cult.

What we do saves lives.

That's a matter of opinion.

One life so that five can live?

Is that so wrong?

Kinda, if you're the one.

Watch your head.

You know, I read that 15% of women

who receive heart transplants

die in the first year without any surgical error.

So, you know what? She could've died anyway.

Yep.

All right, that's me.

I'm going home to beat the kids a little bit.

That all right, later, ma.

Yeah.

Lin disappeared back to China

before we could grab him.

Consulate privileges.

Mm. No word on the missing girl?

No. We'll never find her.

And the rest will be sent back to China.

Well, there's nothing you could do.

I tried, Pam, I did, but it's not our battle.

Can I see you later?

Not tonight.

- Okay. Good night. - 'Night.

Hey, honey. It's me.

I'm on my way.

Who goes first?

Why don't I start with a few observations,

see if any of them sound familiar.

"Risk-taking behavior..."

"Life of the party..."

"Mood swings..."

Would you use any of those terms to describe yourself?

No.

Would others?

Would your wife?

Possibly.

People you work with

tell me you're the best cop in the room.

Do you think there's a correlation there?

Depends on the room.

You tell me.

Well, I think whether you're moody,

a risk-taker, whatever...

All those things that you are,

same things that make you a good cop,

regardless of what they may be.

Then I guess I agree.

So you don't see anything as being a negative to you?

No.

We're all different to different people.

I'm okay with that.

- Hi. - Hi.

Hi.

I'm Ben's wife.

Aw, honey, I don't know a "Ben."

Ha... Harry.

Harry's w-wife?

Harry has a wife?

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