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So tell me how this works.

I'm awake with my wife, and I close my eyes. I open them.

I'm awake with my son.

And this has been happening since the accident?

So you begin working on one case here in reality, and then suddenly you begin

working another case there in your dream.

It all feels completely real to me.

You can't tell whether you're awake or asleep at this very moment. Well, I can

assure you, Detective Britton, this is not a dream.

That's exactly what the other shrink said.

Here's a list of comps from your neighborhood.

Honestly,

five years ago, you could have sold this house and bought an island. Now, it may

take a while just to get back what you owe.

All we have to do is take care of these repairs.

Here are the contracts.

Just get back to me with any questions.

And meanwhile, I will start setting up that open house.

I'll be in touch soon.

Great. Thank you, Heather.

Hey.

Repaint, huh?

Yeah, she doesn't know you just repainted the whole house.

A sink in Rex's bathroom?

I didn't know it was going to cost me a sink to move to Portland.

Michael.

You know, you don't even have to deal with any of this. I can handle it.

Dexter, you can do the plumbing, right? All the deck repair?

No, I'm going to hire a heavyset man with an exposed butt crack.

I'm going to watch him do it.

You know, we do all these things to the house, we're not going to want to move.

You know that They're gonna put a for sale sign in the yard like any day,

right?

Yeah, I just wouldn't want someone to drive by who didn't today Told the

captain I need to sit down talk to her today

Chicken

burrito no sour cream large iced tea, please Yeah,

that's it

What are you talking about?

The Westfield case, Michael.

It all starts with Westfield.

637?

What was that you were saying about the Westfield case?

Sir? Just now, on the thing, were you talking to someone else? You have your

mic open or what?

I didn't say anything, sir.

Detective Britton, can I ask you why you're so interested in this space?

I was investigating a case here four months ago.

Well, now I'm leasing it for under a dollar a square foot. We're practically

giving it away.

Mm-hmm.

There was a distribution center here before.

You know what happened to it? Who knows?

Probably folded in the recession.

Wherever they went, they didn't leave anything but the rats.

How long has it been like this?

I've had this listing almost four months.

Did it leave a forwarding address, a contact number? No. No way of getting in

touch with them? No.

It spoke to you? This drive-through speaker that you're ordering to?

That's interesting.

I dream in which something that's usually beholden to your commands

instead is issuing them.

What do you think that means?

I don't know. I mean, I like speaking oracle as much as the next guy, but... I

don't know. I wish you could count on them to be more specific.

Dream interpretation relies on accepting that things which seem random aren't.

Your subconscious is assembling a particular set of emotions and memories

and welding them together to create a narrative.

But I do think that there's one thing that we can safely take from it.

As your subconscious begins to make plans for this move, it's also now

trying to stop that move by drawing your attention to some unfinished business.

Does anything come to mind?

It was a case.

Around the time of the accident.

Hey, Bert.

Morning.

Hey, remember that Westfield Distribution Center thing we were

looking into a while back?

Vaguely. Why?

Whatever happened with that after I was out for the accident?

There was nothing to do. I mean, you got the employment records, taxes, payroll.

I mean, everything came up clean.

Huh. All right.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You just got here. Where you going?

Records. I just want to take a peek at the file. I'll be two minutes. Really?

Guys, you're up.

Her name is Sabrina Ferris, 17.

Neighbor says she just came crashing on top of the car. Apparently she jumped.

Any other witnesses?

Yeah. Neighbor guy says when he looked up, he saw a kid standing on the edge.

You're saying she was pushed? No, no, no. He said the kid walked over a few

seconds later.

Where is this kid?

We're holding him over there.

We're lab partners, and she asked me to come over to study, and I did.

And we were, and then she... She what?

She started kissing me and stuff, and she wanted to, you know...

We had sex.

So she invites you over.

You.

You're studying.

Then suddenly she wants to have sex with you.

I know.

I don't know.

As soon as it was over, she just started crying.

I tried to talk to her, but she just kept saying that she was sorry and then

just ran out.

I went looking for her, and when I finally found her, she was on the roof,

but she was already on the ledge, and just standing there, just stopping.

I tried to stop her, but she just jumped. What does that mean, I tried to

stop her? You were talking to her, or you actually, you reached out, you

touched her? No, no, I just walked toward her, and she was already gone.

Why would she jump, Tim?

I don't know.

You son of a bitch. What did you do to my daughter?

Did she give him any sign she might be interested in him?

No. She was just nice to him because she feels bad for him, that's all.

Why would she feel bad for him?

He lost his mom.

Never had a dad. He lives at the foster home at the church.

Kids make fun of him, stuff like that.

Uh, why does she agree to be his lab partner?

I told her that was a mistake, that she was encouraging him, and she just said

that I had him all wrong.

He was a good kid and harmless.

She's just... She's just so good to people that's all.

Guys, just a heads up, your pretty girl case is about to get ugly.

You'll get the full autopsy report tomorrow, but we found your suspect's

semen, also found vaginal tearing, which means that the sex wasn't consensual.

Now, rape kit isn't easy to run on someone that's taken a 10-story dive,

but this one's pretty definitive.

Thanks.

Look, Tim, sex is confusing.

complicated. Sometimes you don't even know what's happening while it's

happening.

The evidence shows us that she was injured.

So she must have wanted to stop.

Now I know you wouldn't want to hurt her.

You cared about Sabrina.

So what happened?

When it's your birthday, people write their names on your locker.

Nobody ever did that for me.

And then one year she did.

I know it didn't mean anything.

I know that she was just trying to be nice.

Everyone loved her because she was beautiful.

But I loved her because she treated me like a human being.

If I thought she was going to hurt herself, I would... Tim, you got away

from yourself.

It happens.

But here's the thing. If you're honest about it, people will take it into

account.

So... Why don't we go through everything from the

beginning in your own words?

DA says he'll arraign him on the rape charge in the morning. Try to work out a

plea.

Five hours. Got to be on record. I barely have time to put on the board.

Michael, you wanted to talk?

Yeah.

Westfield Distribution.

Records can't find the file.

And what do you need it for?

Well, there were three different shooters and victims. All the cases tied

back to the place.

I know, and you closed them all, right?

Yeah, but I was just beginning to investigate the warehouse, the business,

before the accident. You know what? I reassigned it. It didn't go anywhere.

Well, if we could find the file, I could take a look, maybe dig something up.

We're up.

All right, let's focus on the ones that we haven't closed yet.

Okay?

Sure.

Hey, this is one for the books. You guys ready? Hotel's going up, recession shuts

it down, new company comes in, buys the property, clears the site.

Bingo. Finds a surprise in the foundation.

Pretty cool, huh?

Oh. Okay, now, the concrete keeps out the oxygen, helps preserve the body, but

you can't just chip them out. Not if you really want to avoid destroying them. So

I talked to some paleo friends, and I've been using an alternating combination of

water jetting, muriatic acid, and calcium baths. I apply it with a

paintbrush and then slowly remove...

I'll read it in your book.

Can we skip on?

Oh, I'm sorry. I just melted a dead body out of a block of concrete, which is

kind of impossible, so I thought you might have five seconds. You did great.

Han Solo didn't look this good coming out of carbonite.

Why are you showing it to us?

Fractured skull.

Looks like he died from blunt force trauma to the head, and then someone

tossed him in this pillow formation.

When was this?

Well, according to construction reports, the concrete was poured three years ago.

Guess you didn't happen to melt an ID out of there. No, but look at this.

He's got a chipped incisor, and he's missing the tip of his left forefinger.

So I cross-referenced that information with missing persons reports from the

time the concrete went in. Bingo.

Pablo Cabrera. Just use your imagination where it seems decomposed.

Let me get this straight.

You're handing us a three-year-old homicide?

I'm handing you a miracle. Hello.

I melted him out of concrete.

Anything else?

Ingrates.

You gonna dump it again?

Okay. Good, good.

All right.

Jose?

Jose Cabrera?

Can I help you?

I'm Detective Britton. This is Detective Vega, LAPD.

Um, well, I'm afraid it's not very good news.

Based on the missing persons report you filed three years ago, we believe we

found your brother's body.

I'm sorry.

Paul.

Where? What happened to him?

He was over on the three-year-old construction site, Spring Street.

It was... It was inside a block of concrete.

That was one of the jobs he was working.

So obviously the evidence suggests he was murdered.

We were hoping you might tell us... who would have had a reason to do such a

thing.

To kill Pablo, I can't imagine.

He was in the country about a month, and then he just disappeared.

He didn't have anything. He never hurt no one.

Doesn't make any sense.

Well, if you could think of anybody we could contact, any place we could go to

get information about his death, we'd be very grateful.

If you feel up to it, we'd appreciate you coming to... Help identify his body.

Sure, of course.

What?

Just thinking.

About what?

Another case?

So Sabrina had a parking pass in her car from her college in San Diego, a time

stamp from two days ago.

Okay. So two days ago, she drives 300 miles, and according to her father and

any of the friends I managed to contact, she doesn't mention it to anyone.

I repeat, okay.

But one of her friends mentioned she has an ex who is a freshman down there.

Where are you going with this?

Tim practically confessed.

We know she was raped, we know he had sex with her, and we know she flew off

the roof.

I mean, the D.A. actually used the words open and shut. So what does any of this

have to do with San Diego?

Where you going? Let's take the afternoon.

Did you drive to San Diego?

Yeah.

I'm not going to San Diego.

All right, I'll come myself.

Why did you stop at that place?

Two for one Tuesdays. Here, I got you one.

Hey.

Here.

Thanks.

So check it.

Yeah.

Thanks. Detective Britton, LAPD.

Is Chris Chapman around?

Uh, um, Chris.

What's going on?

Can we talk privately?

Uh, yeah, what's this about?

Sabrina Ferris.

I need to hit the library.

Thank you.

Yes, yes.

Come in.

This doesn't feel real.

Yeah, I knew something was up with her, but this is crazy.

What does that mean, you knew something was up?

Two days ago, she shows up, you know, out of the blue, acting... just

acting weird.

Weird how?

Look, you have to understand, we broke up because I wanted to start doing it.

And she's, you know, into the whole abstinence thing.

So, eventually, you know, it just ended.

How long ago was this?

It was almost a year.

You know, and she pretty much stopped talking to me after that.

But then, just out of nowhere, she's at my door.

And she's saying how she made such a huge mistake.

You know, how she wants... No, she wants to have sex.

Yeah, she wanted to have sex with me right then. And she's kissing me, and

she's all over me. And she starts saying stuff about wanting to have a baby with

me and being a family.

So you have sex?

No, no.

I mean, it was so obvious that she wasn't herself.

She didn't say anything or give you any kind of hint of why she might be

behaving in this way?

She was religious about her diaries.

I bet there's something in her diaries.

That autopsy come back yet?

No. Promise we'll have it in the morning. Why?

I don't buy Tim for the rapist.

Well, the grand jury disagreed. Took them all to five minutes to get an

indictment. Well, get hold of the DA. Ask her to hold on a beat.

The story's looking a lot more plausible.

And what is that?

Because the kid down here has the same story. Sabrina shows up, tries to force

herself on him. The only difference is this kid says no.

Well, Banks said Tim raped her. No, no, no. Banks said she was raped.

But if it happened before and she had sex with Tim, signs would still be

there.

Okay, so she was raped at some point in the past, and her response is what?

Run around, look for other people to have sex with? Why?

Well, that's why we need the autopsy results.

Maybe the rape left her with something she wanted to hide.

Like what?

Like a pregnancy.

Suddenly,

she's looking for anybody to be a suitable father in nine months.

The ex says no, so she turns to sweet, nerdy Tim.

All right, I'll drive back. I'll see you in the morning.

Just give me a second.

Yes. We may have a problem.

He came back again.

You were short as he was under your control.

The warehouse is completely clean. There's nothing for him to find. It has

been for months.

That's not the point. The point is he's still looking.

And no one is willing to wait until he walks into a place where there's

something for him to find.

He's scratching an itch. There's nowhere for this to go.

Captain, this is a courtesy call, not a debate.

Plans are already in the works.

You just keep your head down. Let me take care of it.

Carl.

Carl, please, just listen to me.

Yeah, Spring Street. I remember that job.

developer ran out of money whole thing got shut down i don't recognize him

though you sure because you barely looked at the picture illegal uh we

think so of course look these people they come and go during the course of a

job these people no offense officer detective look i'm not talking about you

hard-working guys who come up the right way i'm talking about these guys who

jump over the fence from mexico They get a bunch of illegal papers, and they wind

up getting everybody in trouble.

He was from Guatemala.

You know what I mean.

South.

Why don't you walk around, show the picture, and see what you can pick up?

Partner's a little sensitive.

Yeah, yeah.

Bug up his ass about the whole social injustice thing.

Not me.

Thank God.

Yeah, my whole thing's code violations.

Guys not wearing hard hats.

Trucks parked on red zones.

The kind of thing makes me want to call OSHA in here.

Go through everything with a fine-tooth comb.

You know, maybe while they're at it, we can look at your employment records.

Double-check you're not looking the other way on any of those immigration

issues that you're so hot on.

Of course, that could lead to a total shutdown, and that'd be, I don't know,

what, hundreds of thousands of dollars a day? Well, you wouldn't care. You

wouldn't have your job anymore.

Or you could take another look and see if you can't be a little bit more

helpful. See if you can't shake something loose from that big old brain

of yours.

Look, I'm sorry.

I really don't recognize the guy.

Okay. So do you remember anything in particular about the job? Any workplace

accidents?

Fights? Problems?

There was a guy.

Drunk. Violent type.

He got into it a couple times.

I would have fired him, but he stopped coming back.

All right. Remember his name?

No.

But some of the guys called him El Diablo.

He had some sort of tattoo of the devil.

You see him since then?

Nope. Hear anything about him?

No. Look, he probably went home. Right? A lot of these fence jumpers.

Undocumented types.

They don't stick around very long.

Can I go back to work now, Detective?

I'll call you if I need you.

What the hell did you send me away for?

You don't ever lose your cool when you're questioning someone.

Make them do that.

Michael, he was being an ass. Yeah.

He was threatening to punch someone in the face. What do they do? They duck.

He threatened to punch them in the wallet. They always open up.

So what did he say?

He doesn't remember Pablo, but he does remember this character called El

Diablo.

Troublemaker. So we had a bunch of sites to see if he made an impression anywhere

else. Do you have any idea how many construction sites there are in LA?

Look, I've seen cases break with less than this.

Sometimes all you have is a faint trail.

You have to follow it until you find what you're looking for.

Or it disappears altogether.

I have no idea.

A lot of companies tank when the economy went into the toilet.

Wherever they went, they didn't leave anything. Except the rats, right?

Who told you there were rats?

Is it Jacobs?

All right, listen to me. He'll say anything to move a piece of his

property. I keep this place spick and span. This is crazy.

Oh, excuse me.

Yeah?

Autopsy's back.

You were right.

They estimated Sabrina Ferris was almost four weeks pregnant.

All right, I'll see you back at the station.

Thanks.

See what you needed to?

Nothing I haven't seen before.

Hi, Ellie.

Detective's Britain and Bird.

with LAPD.

I was hoping to have a... Wait in your room.

Okay.

What's up?

We were hoping we could have a quick word.

Sure. Thanks.

I don't understand.

You guys said Tim did it.

Well, new information has come to light and it makes it look a lot like Sabrina

may have been sexually assaulted before her encounter with Mr. Wax.

What? Mr. Ferris, were you aware that your daughter was pregnant?

No.

My God.

No, that is impossible.

Sabrina, she was a good girl. Sorry if this is upsetting.

I understand how difficult it is, but we've been told she kept detailed

journals. If we can get a look at the last couple of entries, it may help us

get to the bottom of all this.

I don't think she had anything like that.

wouldn't be the first time a teenager kept things from their parents.

Yeah.

Sure, let's take a look.

Mr. Furse?

Yeah? Mind if I have a glass of water? I have a dust allergy.

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

No journals? No notes?

Either friends are wrong or somebody cleaned up.

What's that look like to you?

Looks like somebody's moving this dresser in front of that door.

Good as a journal to me.

Here.

Listen, uh, this is gonna take long.

I want Allie to have her dinner in peace, you know?

Why don't we continue this conversation at the station, Mr. Ferris?

You have a suspect in custody.

But instead of prosecuting that case, you drag a grieving father down here and

insinuate that he might have sexually abused his daughter?

To say this is a new low doesn't do it justice.

Do you know who the father was?

I think she was trying to use Tim to hide that fact. I mean, she did what she

did. She was so ashamed, she took her own life.

Your own M.E. says he raped her. Her injuries are also consistent with a

prior rape or a pattern of rape.

Pretty soon, we're all gonna know who the father was, so... You want to tell

us now why your daughter felt the need to barricade herself in her room?

Why she dragged her dresser in front of her door so often there are gashes in

the floor?

This is ridiculous.

What happened to her journals, Mr. Ferris?

What? They just disappeared.

Gentlemen, my client isn't saying another word.

If you're going to charge him, let's get on with it. But if that's all you've

got, I suggest you open the door before you see yourselves facing a civil suit.

Take him to the watch commander's office.

So?

Nothing. It's all lawyered up.

And what about the sister?

Keeping her mouth shut.

Between the lawyer and her father, she's pretty terrified.

All right, we'll wait. I mean, he's not going anywhere. We'll get him in 12 days

when we have our DNA results from the fetus.

Meantime what? We send that little girl home and that's to come back for two

weeks.

How about I give you an introduction?

Hey, I brought us some hot chocolates. If I drink coffee this late, I will be

up all night.

Detective, you can wait outside.

I'll let you know when I have further orders.

Yes, ma'am.

Can I just... Detective.

Yes, ma'am.

You're his boss.

You know what? I am everybody's boss around here.

That's cool.

Yeah. Sometimes even I can't believe how cool it is.

So what about you? What do you want to do when you get out of school?

I haven't really thought about it.

Come on.

You must have at least a little bit.

A pediatric oncologist.

Impressive.

Especially for somebody who hasn't really thought about it.

I'm pretty good at evaluating people, and I bet that you can pull it off.

But not like this.

You'll never get where you want to go like this.

All right, you want to know what usually happens in this room?

A man sits in that chair. It's always a man.

Last month, this guy threw a chair at me. See?

Three stitches.

But whether it's the guys in here or the guys out there, I never let them see how

scared I am.

And now I do get scared.

But you have to keep going.

You can be any kind of woman you want, but if you're going to be successful,

you have to be brave.

Because if you're not even for one second, that's when they pounce.

You know what? I'm not just talking about your enemies. I'm talking about

the people that you're closest to, ones you trusted.

Like your father.

I know he was molesting your sister.

And I think he took advantage of you, too.

And right now my heart is breaking for you.

But you need to know what your father did was wrong.

And it is completely within your power to stop it.

All you have to do is be brave, and I'm looking.

I hate you, Ally.

And I know, I know you can do that.

I need you to think about your sister.

It didn't start till after her mom died.

He said it was because he loved her so much.

Don't you find it interesting that as you try to convince yourself that you

need to stay to work something out, some unfinished case, that your subconscious

changes your dream from one simple closed case to one you need to reopen in

order to find justice?

Well, maybe I didn't change the story. Maybe it just happened and I had to

follow it through.

Are you familiar with the word pentimento?

Pentimento?

Does it go in a sandwich?

It refers to when art historians inspect a painting and discover traces

of Earlier work evidence that the artist changed

his mind in the course of creating it This

is a perfect metaphor for what your mind has done

Take your visits to this warehouse, for example. It's as if you've drawn over

your memory of the case.

Detective.

Detective.

Jose.

You're not Jose.

You're Pablo.

I don't know what you're talking about. So why did you run?

We interviewed men at construction sites all over town, and we couldn't find

anyone who remembered your brother.

But there were quite a few who remember a guy known as El Diablo.

Yeah, El Diablo. They didn't like him much. Maybe they didn't like him. He

wasn't popular.

He was a bad guy. He was a drunk, mean-tempered, started a lot of fights.

And when we went back this morning and showed them your picture...

They all recognized you.

But not as Jose.

As el Diablo.

See, we were betting that pretty little tiger tattoo on your shoulder.

There's a devil underneath.

You came across the border, killed your own brother, and took his identity.

We checked into Jose's employment records.

He last worked as a hotel cook.

He stopped showing up three years ago.

Luckily, they still had photo ID on file.

You recognize that guy?

This guy here?

And this is what he looks like buried in concrete.

Mira tu hermano.

Look what you did to your brother.

You really wanted that green card, huh?

Was killing your own brother worth that green card?

It was an accident.

As soon as I got here, Jose was on me about my drinking, my attitude,

everything.

We had a fight, and he hit his head.

I didn't realize how bad it was at first, but...

I loved my brother, and I didn't want to hurt him. I was... It's tough to come

here with nothing. Oh, yeah, okay.

Hey!

In Guatemala, people respected me. Here, I was dirt, worse than dirt.

I didn't know how to adjust the way he had.

Why did you file the missing persons report on yourself?

I made too much trouble.

One of the bosses called INS. I figured if I just...

reported Pablo missing, they would stop looking.

I really did become a better person that day.

I stopped drinking, I stopped fighting.

I got myself together, started trying to live the way he wanted me to, the way he

would have.

I took his name, but I tried to do the right thing with it.

The thing is, you try to put it behind you, try to tell yourself

it's in the past.

But every day I would wake up and wonder, wonder if today's the day it

came back to me.

You'd think something like that would fade after all these years.

What is the first thing I thought this morning?

No.

Here I am.

Did you find anything when you visited this warehouse?

No.

Even when you...

Visited the location in your dream, still nothing.

What do you think that means?

I don't know.

That I'm still missing something.

Have you ever considered the possibility that maybe there's just nothing there?

Yeah, why would my subconscious keep pointing me to it?

Because you need an excuse.

An excuse for what?

To stay right where you are.

To keep everything just like it is.

You can't admit that moving represents a threat to your arrangements, so you

simply create a distraction.

Some unfinished business.

A reason you have to stay put.

But it's a mirage.

You've manufactured...

a mystery that does not exist and can never be solved, so that you never have

to face the thing that you're afraid of, which is letting yourself move to

Portland.

You're an intelligent man, Detective.

I believe that if you step back, you'll begin to see the situation for what it

is, a frightened mind grasping its drops.

Large iced tea. Is that all for you today?

Yeah.

Yes?

I'm not gonna lie, Michael. I will be... incredibly sad to see you go.

But with everything you've gone through, I really think it's the best thing for

you and Hannah.

I hope so.

So.

Why don't you give my notice? I'm not going for a while. You can save the hug.

All right.

I want to make sure you landed a good spot up there.

Thanks.

Would you listen to me for one minute?

Call off your dogs Our problem just walked out of my office he resigned