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Previously on CSI: Vegas:
Hodges worked every one of the cases
you saw in that storage unit.
Everything in there felt so staged.
Science will tell us if how things look
is how they really are.
- Hodges didn't do this.
- Does the evidence get a say in this?
You think someone stole your stuff
and is using it to frame you?
That's exactly what I think.
Our life's work is on the line.
What kind of person kills a dog?
The kind that wants to break into
a house without drawing attention.
What do we do now?
Follow the evidence.
Dr. Grissom, I could persuade you
to come back to CSI?
♪ Can't slow down
We run, run, run this town ♪
♪ Can't slow down
We run, run, run this town ♪
Mr. Folsom, Ms. Rajan, all yours.
Hey, uh...
have I got these on backwards?
Wouldn't tell you if they were.
Is this your first floater, Allie?
You can take it.
Sandra's my boss.
We were meeting
for a run here, and I--
Oh, God.
Ms. Li, the two men you saw,
could you describe them?
I'm sorry, detective.
I didn't see their faces.
The second guy,
the one in the hoodie?
He was wet.
I think he was
in the water with Sandra.
Running shoes,
yoga pants,
headband.
Seems to confirm her friend's story.
They were going for a run.
No wallet or ID.
You thinking mugging gone wrong?
I was. I'm not now.
That's one pricey right hand.
There's no wounds
on her legs or back.
Help me flip her.
- Whoa.
This woman was butchered.
You're up early.
First day jitters?
Yeah.
Max.
Undersheriff.
Someone I'd like you to meet.
Dr. Roby.
Nora Cross. A pleasure.
Nora is with Internal Affairs.
Ah.
I love this.
You were a point guard, right?
First player off the bench
your sophomore year.
Were you at Northwestern too?
No, I've just been reading up on you.
Not what you really wanna hear
from an IAB detective.
Just doing due diligence on this lab.
The sheriff made me lead
on the David Hodges investigation.
I see you've been reading up too.
You don't miss much, do you?
The judge is gonna slate
the David Hodges trial quick.
I thought I'd make the introduction
so you can get
a schedule figured out.
Our lab, our specialists
are at your disposal.
That's appreciated,
but I still haven't decided whether
I'm gonna be running my investigation
out of Vegas or Washoe County.
Hold on.
There's no need
to wave the white flag here.
Don't cut us out of the investigation.
Big, fat public rebuke
is the last thing this lab needs.
We can't have even
the appearance of a cover-up.
I'm gonna interview
a few folks around here,
let you know what I decide.
Thanks for having me.
I miss old Hank.
Best dog I ever had.
Me too.
Looks like Brewski
was also a good dog.
He took a nice bite out of
whoever broke into Hodges' garage.
We'll give him
a Canine Medal of Honor
if the blood on this tooth
tells us who framed Hodges.
Hope y'all are hustling.
The judge just set a trial date
for David Hodges.
Fast track.
- You're kidding.
Uh-uh.
Also, Internal Affairs,
they might take their ball
and run to Washoe.
Washoe County's
seven hours from Vegas.
I prefer my evidence
under a microscope,
not on the back of a truck.
I couldn't agree more.
So if you happen to see an IAB
detective by the name of Nora Cross,
just head the other way.
Good. Now we get
to play hide and seek?
This isn't gonna help.
There's not enough DNA on the tooth
to run through CODIS.
There's only 2000 base pairs here.
Two thousand's usually not enough
to make an ID, but...
You can make a prediction
about phenotype
from a sample this small?
You're in my kitchen now.
Let's go deeper in the DNA.
You're looking for a male suspect,
and the telomeres suggest
that he is not a spring chicken.
Man, don't look at me. I didn't do it.
Our man looks to be
of South American descent.
You're off the hook.
A fatal stabbing on Ogden Avenue
is under investigation this morning.
Pioneering video game designer
Sandra King was found dead.
If you ask me, it's all been downhill
since Super Mario Bros. 2.
Our vic's kind of a big deal.
Okay, we have 13 stab wounds.
Twelve in her chest
and one in her throat.
Gotta think two or three
would've gotten the job done.
Your guy thrust so hard
some of the wounds
almost go right through her.
So from the angles on your diagram,
the blades would have hit her ribs.
But I don't see any tool marks.
Because there aren't any.
So, what are you saying?
The knives weren't made of metal?
Exactly.
Whatever did this is,
it was a material softer than bone.
Such as?
Who knows? I could make you
a razor-sharp blade
out of a cardboard box.
I do have a birthday coming up.
Sandra King wasn't the only one
to get sliced up.
She scratched one of her attackers.
As a matter of fact,
- if you don't mind...
- Mm.
I thought you'd never ask.
Likely your suspect's been marked.
Mm-hm.
Oh. There's also this.
No clue what caused it.
- Necklace got yanked.
- Maybe.
Glad they left the rest of her jewelry.
The fitness tracker will tell us
a lot about her final hour.
- Hugo, turn that up.
- Yeah.
I've just met with Dr. Maxine Roby.
So to the cowards
who murdered Sandra King, hear this.
Justice is coming.
It will be swift.
What do you say
to anyone disaffected
by the David Hodges scandal?
I say pay close attention
as to how this case is handled.
The Las Vegas Crime Lab
is second to none.
Well, no pressure.
♪ Who are you?
Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ Who are you?
Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ I really wanna know ♪
♪ Who are you? ♪
- ♪ Oh ♪
- ♪ Who? ♪
♪ Come on tell me
Who are you, you, you, you? ♪
I used to think that Bryan would end up
doing something like this.
Thought your son would be
fighting monsters in outer space?
- No, like designing games like these.
- Ah.
Like Sandra King, right?
I mean, he was really into it.
He'd draw his own characters
and their castles and--
He'll figure it out.
Eh...
My boy's getting a C-minus.
In pottery.
Got the Wi-Fi password.
- Who'sYourDaddy69.
And to think the gaming industry
used to have a problem with sexism.
Sandra King's fitness tracker
says her heart rate shot up like crazy
in the green room upstairs
four hours before she was attacked.
So if you're crime scene investigators,
why aren't you at the crime scene?
We've got evidence saying
that something happened to your boss
in this room around 5 p.m. yesterday.
Who was in the green room then?
Well, we were pretty scattered
getting the tournament stack set up.
Our boss might have heard.
Ben. But he's
with Sandra's parents now.
Does anyone else
have access to this room?
Dozens of people from the company,
but we all loved her.
She was like everyone's older sister.
Sandra gave me my first job.
They were still working
out of Ben's garage back then.
Today was supposed to be
like a triumph.
Death Spiral just hit
4 million downloads.
I will say,
a female creator
with that kind of success,
there were definitely some haters.
I can imagine.
What was your
favorite video game growing up?
Uh... Solitaire.
What? I liked to read.
That is no excuse.
Tight end, shortstop, and Zelda.
Hey, that abrasion below her hairline?
Rip that off my neck,
my heart rate's spiking.
Somebody was raging.
Let's find out who.
Got your print here.
This is so stupid.
Hell, I could never kill anyone.
Is that why you go by the name
"Count von BodyCount"?
Oh, come on.
It's a screen name.
That's my brand.
I'm a pro.
I'm third all-time
in Death Spiral cash games.
Let's just say that it pays the bills.
Maybe it used to.
Yo, my DMs are full of people
asking how I feel about Sandra King
patching the weapon upgrade glitch.
Answer,
not surprised.
Leave it to some bitch coder to
fix a bug that made her game better.
Wha--?
Wasn't just one whiny rant,
Mr. BodyCount.
There were dozens.
Sandra was worried
about another Gamergate,
so she blocked her account.
I'd call that motive.
We know you confronted her.
Yeah, so we had words.
You violated our code of conduct.
You got any idea
how much money you cost me?
I broke her badge when I grabbed it,
but that's as far as it went.
I never saw her again.
So no scratches on your face.
You wanna show us your arms?
- Do I have to?
- No.
You can go on being the lead suspect
in a murder investigation.
Can I go now?
David said it's not going great.
His lawyer didn't think the neighbor's
dog getting killed is all that suspicious.
Well, if we can link it to your garage
being robbed, he'll feel different.
So, Emma, tell me,
how did you and David meet?
Uh, he outbid me in an eBay auction.
There was this
Three's Company box set, and I--
Don't laugh.
Sara?
- Yeah?
Brewski's skull fracture was irregular.
This could be our murder weapon.
Let's get that back to the lab,
test it for DNA.
We might not be done here yet.
- What's on the other side of this door?
- It's a spare bedroom.
It's gonna be a nursery.
We need to paint it.
When you said that junk was stolen
out of your garage,
is there any chance that some
of that junk was stored in here?
I'm so sorry.
It's gotta be the pregnancy brain.
I forgot I brought some boxes
in last month.
This is probably the point of entry.
I can't say for sure.
He cleaned up.
Um, there should be three of those.
I know the frames are ugly,
but they were a gift from David's mom.
You didn't see one of those
in the storage unit, did you?
You know, if he stole one,
it might not have been for set dressing.
Could explain how Hodges' prints
ended up there.
Latent fingerprint fabrication.
He rips the prints and molds copies
to plant all over the place.
That's, like, diabolical.
Well, let's not make him out to be
a Bond villain just yet.
Criminals make lots of mistakes.
What is that?
Is that something?
I don't know.
But if you don't either,
that's a good sign.
Oh...
Pow.
The fountain water had dried, Al.
I made it reappear as if by magic.
It's just copper sulfate
and an oxidizing reagent.
You know,
we're more likely to find something
the killer shed in his getaway route
than sloshing around in that.
One of us could can follow their path.
While the other one...?
You saw those dumpsters
on our walk in, same as me.
We'll let fate decide
which one of us jumps in.
I'm gonna leave you
to your street magic.
But you owe me a drink.
Your terms are acceptable.
♪ I'm writing a book on ♪
♪ How to stay conscious
When you drown ♪
♪ And if the words float
Up to the surface ♪
♪ I'll keep them down ♪
♪ This is the first time I know
I don't want the crown ♪
♪ You can take it now ♪
♪ Tell me how ♪
♪ It's better when the sun goes down ♪
♪ We will never escape this town ♪
♪ I wasn't dead when they found me ♪
♪ Watch as they pull me down ♪
I'll take murder weapon material
for a thousand.
These knives are made of something
strong enough to kill,
but can't scrape bone.
What's polycarbonate thermoplastic?
- Those came from a 3D printer?
- Yep.
I did recognize them.
They're replicas of the knives
used by Happy Hartigan.
Blue-skinned dude
in Sandra's video game.
She was killed by knives
used in her own game?
That's sick.
Now I'm just going through
ATM footage on the killer's route.
Hey, Sara.
How's it going
with the, uh, animal cruelty case?
Found a smudge.
Gotta love a good smudge.
Hey, come visit for a sec?
That's Nora Cross.
Thought you might wanna avoid
the inquisition.
Thank you.
This is all so strange.
I can't imagine what I might be thinking
if I was in your shoes.
Well, you've been in our shoes.
So has David Hodges.
I don't think anyone who works here
would risk everything
to cheat the system.
I just don't believe it.
I don't know the guy.
Maybe he did it to look like a star?
Maybe he didn't.
A bleeding heart
and a doubting Thomas?
Sounds familiar.
Who's the guy with the knives?
Oh.
We got one.
If you met Sandra...
you loved Sandra.
She, uh...
She was selfless and she was kind.
She was driven and ambitious.
She was the beating heart
of this company.
Which is, you know,
why it's so hard to be here with--
- Jimmy, can you--?
Can you bring that down?
Just a--
I wrap up, you follow me over here,
I land and I say,
"Welcome to your Death Spiral."
Bam! Sirens!
Yeah. Great.
Thanks, Jimmy.
Ben Miller, you're under arrest
for the murder of Sandra King.
What? I--
That's ridiculous. She-- This--
She was my best friend.
Show me his arms.
- What the hell's going on?
- I don't know. I don't know, man.
There are no abrasions.
She must've scratched his accomplice.
Okay, who were you working with?
This is crazy.
I'm innocent.
- I didn't-- I--
Move.
Kelly, can you call my lawyer?
Please? Now.
Best part of being out
in the middle of the Pacific
is those phones are worthless.
Then my lab techs wouldn't have
anybody else to complain to.
Is the, uh,
Hodges case hurting morale?
Yeah, it ain't a pizza party.
With all that IAB floating around
this thing could end badly.
But you know what?
I'll rather work than worry.
Canine murder weapon.
Possible epithelial transfers.
Mm-hm.
We struck out.
Twice.
The rock and the smudge. Oh for two.
Well, at least mass-spec
came through.
Dimethicone and magnesium sulfate.
That smudge was makeup.
It was a body concealer
for arms and legs.
It's possible our middle-aged,
South American man
is covering a skin condition.
I wonder how many men
know their way around Sephora
and LVPD evidence vault.
That's a good place
to find a list of suspects.
That evidence in the storage unit
had to come from somewhere.
I'm not sure
an unrelated animal cruelty case
justifies a trip to the police warehouse.
Okay, I'll think about it.
Hold on.
Oh, yeah.
I think a squirrel's been here.
You're so negative.
We might find something
in the fountain water
that could identify
Ben Miller's accomplice.
Be nice if Ben just told us
who he was working with.
Where's the fun in a confession?
Think maybe your arms
are just getting weak.
Got a contact lens.
Nice work.
- Hey.
- Yeah?
See that guy over there,
your nine o'clock?
I noticed him when we got here.
He's been watching us.
Killers do return to crime scenes.
Hey, Ed.
Um, I'd like to speak
to that guy over there.
Excuse me, sir,
can we just have a word?
Hey! Stop!
Sorry!
Don't!
Just stay where you are.
Hands. Give me your hands.
What was that? Why'd you run?
Those are great questions for you.
Since when do you chase people,
you maniac?
I-- I didn't do nothing wrong.
Nobody's trying to take you in.
We just wanna talk about why
you were watching the crime scene.
Oh, well, I-- I live across the street.
I can't sleep without that fountain.
Were you there the night
of the murder, Mr. Benson?
Yeah, yeah. Uh...
I was getting ready to go to sleep,
and I saw the whole thing.
There's no blood.
What happened?
What happened?
Uh, well, I tried to help that lady
when that lunatic jumped her.
I mean,
the dude came out of nowhere,
and the poor lady, I mean,
she punched him, bam, just--
But dude was ice cold.
He had this look.
His face was, like, frozen.
He had these--
I don't know, must've been, uh, knives.
And he's stabbing her,
and he just kept stabbing her and--
Why did you run from us, Mr. Benson?
I thought y'all would blame me.
I mean, I was there when it happened.
Do you recognize this man?
That's the guy.
I saw him real good
when he got out of the fountain.
I thought he was chasing me
when I ran,
and I ran right past this other woman.
God, I'm so sorry.
Why? What are you sorry about?
I didn't stop him.
- I know he's off his meds, but--
- He's not lying.
Some of those details
were never released to the press.
There's no scratches on him,
not one drop of blood,
and I highly doubt that guy
does much 3D printing.
I guess Miller could've acted alone.
How many people
does it take to stab somebody?
Yeah, but Sandra scratched somebody
when she got attacked.
If it's not Miller,
then who's on the ATM video?
The, uh, Ishmael is getting evicted.
I have to find a new home for the boat.
Maybe you shouldn't have told them
about the termites
eating the boat dock.
Termites never sleep.
That can be a fun fact
or a sunken boatyard.
Are you okay? You look a little tired.
No, no. I'm fine. Just...
I'm gonna spend all night
calling Peruvian marinas.
Everyone who's visited
the evidence vault within the last year.
Hope your guy's in there.
You went over there.
Thank you so much.
I didn't do it for you.
Or for me.
If we're gonna restore
people's faith in what we do,
then we gotta have the truth.
And I don't think Washoe can get it.
- Hey, if anybody asks--
- Come on.
If they need a fall guy,
it's gonna be me.
Just go get this right.
See that?
I think you're looking
at the face of an innocent man.
Bloody knives,
murderous glint in his eyes.
Yeah, he looks like a gentle soul.
Wait, you're serious?
There could be a reason
we got this look at him.
He might've run past this ATM
and turned his head on purpose.
And why would Miller do that?
I doubt he would,
but we don't think this is Ben Miller.
Look what happens when you run this
through chromaticity software.
Three hundred
and eighty nanometers, blue.
Six hundred
and forty nanometers, light brown.
Now take another look at Ben Miller.
He has brown eyes.
We found this brown contact lens
in the fountain
where Sandra King was killed.
Found an eyewitness who said Sandra
punched the guy in his right eye.
We think the killer has blue eyes.
So that explains the eyes, but...
The real killer, this man,
we think he wore
a 3D-printed mask of Miller's face,
got caught on tape to frame him.
When's the last time
y'all been drug tested?
I'm serious. Wanna see
something trippy? Look at this.
High-end 3D printers
can make almost anything.
Even faces.
We know the killer had access to one.
He made the murder weapons.
And a mask would explain
why our eyewitness said
the killer's expression never changed.
And would explain how we still haven't
matched the skin under Sandra's nails.
All right. Find me some proof.
No. No, no, no.
No. Angle's still wrong.
Okay.
And I haven't got
a decent scratch in, either.
Okay. These?
These came from the fountain,
him on top of her.
But these two...
What if she punched him
before they hit the water?
If he stumbled?
Hm...
I am so sorry.
Did I hurt you?
No.
You know what? I think, uh...
I think your video game
would be Street Fighter.
Never heard of that either.
How many cricket players
do you know?
Okay. Uh...
Say he did tumble back,
like this, though.
Stabbing down from here,
he'd hit her leg, but that's not it. It--
Okay, that's what it was.
So I am losing blood,
I'm grabbing whatever's closest.
- Left forearm, that's where it'll be.
- Yup.
Ben and I have spent years
developing Death Spiral.
It's our baby.
We actually came up
with a rough idea
on one of our
15-minute coffee breaks,
and now it's become this.
It's been a wild journey,
and it's one I can't imagine
being on without Ben.
You still here?
Allie and I tried
some iterations on the attack.
Pretty sure this is where
Sandra scratched the killer.
Doesn't give us a suspect, but...
- I know where to look when I find him.
- Yeah.
Pulling a double?
I got this rule.
Don't put innocent people behind bars.
I'm not doing Hawaiian again.
So I ripped my ACL senior year.
I had to relearn how to walk.
That was a real education.
Now, what we have here
is a wireframe of our killer's gait
from the ATM footage.
We're comparing
his stride model to what?
People walking around
at a company party?
I had Kelly Li send me some footage.
The employees sounded
like a good place to start.
No two humans move the same way.
Anthropometric differences
in our feet, our hips.
Even our toes.
It all lines up to locomotion
that is unique as a fingerprint.
Okay, so Ben Miller,
he's got a hitch in his giddyup.
Biomechanically speaking, of course.
Okay.
Damn.
It's this one.
Meet the masked man.
Ron Kean.
I feel like I used to know
everyone in Las Vegas.
I don't know half the people
that passed
through the evidence vault last year.
♪ And the seasons,
They go round and round ♪
♪ And the painted ponies
Go up and down ♪
You know, things change.
Yeah, well, it's impossible
to compare a phenotype
to a list of strangers' names.
Well, maybe you can get the new class
to help you put
some faces to the names.
This doesn't make any sense.
There aren't a lot of Peruvian marinas
in the middle of the Andes.
You know...
the guy that gave me
these coordinates was on a sat phone.
Maybe I just couldn't...
hear him quite right.
Bad news for former
CSI David Hodges
could be good news for
8000 incarcerated men and women.
Today, Judge Warner ruled
all new trial petitions
and wrongful imprisonment claims
will be rolled into one case.
The law firm of Anson Wix
and Associates
was appointed lead counsel.
Never heard of them.
A trial with this much press, and it
goes to someone I've never heard of.
"...should misconduct by law
enforcement ruin the lives of 8000?
Mr. Hodges is going
to have his day in court.
My clients will too. End quote.
Are you serious?
Wouldn't be here if we weren't.
The cops kept saying
they had a video of me, and I...
- I thought they were lying.
- They weren't.
The video exists.
It's just not the real you.
Does Ron Kean have the technical
expertise to make a map of your face?
Ron knows more about photo-realistic
rendering than anyone I've ever met.
That's why Sandra and I hired him.
Okay, but 3D printing takes time.
Would he have been able to do it
at work without anyone noticing?
Uh...
I mean, I guess.
We'd let him set his own hours
because he has to check in
on his mom.
She's older.
She lives in, um... Red Rock.
But Ron? It makes no sense.
He never gets angry
even when things don't go his way.
He is just super chill.
Something not go his way recently?
We had a contest
last month, in-house.
Best employee idea.
Their game got put into development.
It came down to Kelly and Ron,
and she won.
How'd he take the rejection?
He said, "I believe in my game.
I'm gonna keep working on it until I can
find a way to get it made somehow."
And somehow, here we are.
Don't let them keep me
locked up, please?
We need warrants,
one for Ron Kean's car,
another for his DNA to check
against the skin under her nails.
Don't have evidence to compel.
We've got that wireframe.
No judge has ever issued
a warrant on gait analysis.
The field's too new.
I mean, it rarely even gets in a--
I think I know where
there might be some DNA.
We don't even need a warrant.
Yeah, I just gotta grab
my cue cards. I'll be right there.
Oh, and take another look at the shard
before the second round starts.
Thanks.
- Dr. Roby.
- Hm.
What brings you back?
You know, I lost my wallet,
and I think I may have left it in here.
Oh, there they are.
Opening remarks.
Well, I'm sorry I can't stay
and help you look,
but the second round's
about to start, and I'm hosting.
Yeah. You're the big man.
You're next in line at the company.
Oh, well, there was no succession
plan, so we had to have a vote.
I mean, okay.
I mean, it was a lucky break.
Congratulations.
I worked very hard for it.
Mr. Kean, would you mind showing me
your left forearm, please?
Without a warrant?
Good luck with the search.
You want photos? I've got photos.
Nevada's new system
has a kind of yearbook.
Your evidence vault visitors
will be here.
There's even an alum section.
Oh, that face. I'm gonna need a copy.
I'll print you one.
What?
Excuse me, may I?
Just the man I was looking for.
I need a bug ID'd.
- May I see the specimen?
Part of it.
All I got is his stinger.
Her sting.
The aculeus is a female organ.
Oh. I think you may have found
one of my favorite insects.
The kind that solves crimes.
You got it.
Apidae Apinae Anthophorini.
It's a digger bee.
The males dig
to find females for mating.
The young are raised underground.
This is a rare find.
These bees don't usually sting unless
their ground nest has been disturbed.
By someone burying something?
Well, if the nest was full of larvae
in the brood chamber, yeah.
So our suspect's mother
lives in Red Rock Canyon.
If he went there
the morning after the murder
and happened
to disturb a ground nest,
I wanna know why.
"If I be waspish,
best beware my sting."
Found another nest.
Hasn't been touched, though.
Then why do I wanna hear about it?
It's too hot to yell about nothing.
Hey, I think I've got something.
I'm still amazed Ron's mom
let us search without a warrant.
Says a lot about her feelings
for old Ronny boy.
Dead larvae, collapsed cells.
Something happened to this nest.
Looks like somebody
got at it with a shovel.
Those marks, this dirt's been dug up
and packed back down again.
What is it?
He burned it.
Oh...
He gave it the full Darth Vader.
Thermoplastic polyurethane.
Same as the knives.
And power tools and sporting goods.
TPUs are kind of in everything.
Circumstantial.
This won't be.
Salivary amylase here.
Then DNA's there too.
Hey, Ron.
What was the name
of your game gonna be?
Um, Shadow Blade Sorcerers.
Mm. I mean, no wonder they passed.
Is this why I'm here?
No.
This is. Do you recognize this guy?
Yeah, of course. That's Ben.
No, that's you with a Ben Miller mask
right after you killed Sandra King.
That's...
I had nothing to do with this.
Actually, you had
everything to do with it,
because we found your crispy mask
that you buried
on your mom's property.
If Sandra's killer wore a mask,
then it could have been anyone.
Wrong again.
Because the buccal epithelial cells
we found in the mask... are yours.
Mama Kean's propane torch...
didn't burn hot enough
to destroy the mask.
You couldn't turn it to ash
so you buried it.
That was a mistake.
See, I thought you were upset
because one of your bosses
had just been killed.
But the red eyes and runny nose
was just a reaction...
to the digger bee venom.
Roll up your left sleeve, Ron.
This time, you have to.
You're under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent--
"Your time's coming, Ron.
Next year, Ron."
Sandra and Ben
strung me along for years,
and they picked her.
You killed one of your bosses
and framed the other one
'cause they picked
Kelly Li's game over yours?
They picked Kelly because
female coders get fawning press
no matter what crap they put out.
And everybody knows it.
Well, don't worry.
Your face will be
on the front page soon enough.
Robert Gomez,
silver fox, nice complexion.
I like him.
What? As a suspect, I hope?
Very funny.
Ten matches.
I think we're looking at our guy.
We just don't know who he is yet.
But we will.
Honey, uh, I got a problem.
I thought it would go away, but--
The coordinates to the marina?
It's not my hearing.
I couldn't focus on the map
to trace the longitude.
And it comes in waves.
That's how it feels,
like I never left the boat.
You're land sick.
It's called mal de débarquement.
French.
They say if it doesn't go away
in a few days,
sometimes it never does.
Well, there must be something, right?
I mean...
We'll figure it out, okay?
I'll never go away.
If you need to hold on to something,
hold on to me.
You see what your mom did?
Damn.
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