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What a perfect day for the Massachusetts Marathon. Now, we've got our own race

correspondent ready to tell us all about this 26.2 mile race.

Tom, what's the move down there? There's a tremendous amount of excitement right

now. The streets are packed with spectators on both sides. You can see

the runners are still kind of loosening up, getting ready for the race.

I had a chance to talk with the police a short time ago. They said they expect

about 400,000 people are going to be lining the race. They're going to be

watching as some 38,000 registered runners go by. So it's going to be

crazy. It's going to be a great day out here.

There's hundreds of thousands of people out here watching. They all have family

and friends that are here cheering, supporting them, expecting them to cross

the finish line. Every train you want to take part in a race like this. You see,

Maura?

Jamie, there's 400,000 people here.

I said inside the Dirty Robber.

So how'd you get into this marathon? I thought you had to qualify.

Well, apparently they don't check the times of people over 75.

No!

Vanilla!

Hey, 50 bro.

What up, Rondo? You two know each other? Yeah, I arrested him.

Look,

got me some tips for you. I heard you need a good CI.

Go away.

Damn, you're looking fine today.

You don't want to go running. You want to cut out of here with Rondo.

I got something in my pocket to make you feel good.

Oh, yeah?

Ladies love this flavor.

Get out of here. All right. Go ahead.

Hey, Vanilla, you need any help, you come find me.

Rondo.

Okay, Casanova. All right. Go ahead, Rondo.

You're welcome.

Thank you. You're welcome.

So, really, why are you doing this? I thought you hated Rondo.

I kind of told my friend I would. Your friend?

Oh, hi.

Sorry I'm late.

Still getting used to these.

You didn't tell me we were running as mallard ducks.

Well, I haven't built up my foot muscles.

You know, to the point where I could run barefoot. We'll chip in and buy you some

shoes. Well, early humans ran very comfortably without shoes.

Research has proven that the barefoot strike pattern is much less stressful.

You, talking Google, stressful.

Where's your matching outfit?

No, no, we're running for charity.

Professionals for underprivileged kids of excellence. We're a team.

Team puke?

Yes, that is an unfortunate acronym.

At least you're not a hot dog.

Oh, I must have.

Stay out of this. Look, I said that I would do this because we said that we

wanted to do something together.

But I am not running like Lady Puke Gaga.

No.

Oh.

I'm sorry. I should have realized. I didn't.

I'm sorry.

Holy crap.

You're going to cry on me. No, I'm trying not to. It's just that my

amygdala and my lac mal gland have a connection that I can't really control.

Honey, there is no way in hell I am taking this off, all right? I'm already

running 26 miles with a camel toe. No.

Well, can you at least just take off that baggy tee?

Oh, come on. I'll let you walk up Heartbreak Hill.

Oh, I'm walking Heartbreak.

Okay, you're going to have to do better than that.

Okay, fine.

Name it.

Next reddish-brown stain, you call blood before the labs come in.

You want me to lie?

No, I want you to state the obvious.

Hypothetically, based on the crime scene, I will determine whether it is

possible to hypothesize that a stain is blood.

I'll take that as a yes.

Twenty bucks says you cramp out by mile ten.

You're on. Bet. And double or nothing, a run like this. Okay.

And I have some foot skins for you, too. Don't push it.

Okay. You know, my feet are hurting, so I think I'm going to take mine off.

Now the race has started for elite runners,

but here we go about to start our first wave of amateur runners.

Here's Tom Marks. Sam, you're absolutely right. The elite runners are going to be

down the course. You excited?

I'm stoked.

You will be.

Runners' high kicks in around mile 12.

Endorphins are comparable to orgasm.

People are already sweating on names.

A lot of family and friends here. There's college students that are here.

They brought their little grills, their picnic lunches, that type of thing.

There's just a tremendous amount of support and enthusiasm for everybody

that's out here taking part in this race.

Oh, your son is running. My daughter is running. She's a police officer.

I'm not your brother, bro.

All right, lighten up, Frank. Come on.

Jane's running.

Frankie's working.

Everybody's having fun. I mean, we're all families out here.

I'd rather hang out with your mother.

Okay, that's not nice.

It's not a good way to start the day, okay?

Now, these folks are clearly running enthusiasts. These are not

professionals. And we're going to see just how enthusiastic they are when they

struggle to the top of Newhart and Heartbreak Hill.

Crap.

Blister. My right heel is killing me. Too much heel.

Your forefoot should absorb the shock.

Strike.

Forefoot. Toes.

Strike. Forefoot.

Toes. Strike. That's enough. Job whisperer.

Runner down.

Really, really down.

I repeat, there's a runner down.

What happened?

He started zigzagging and then he dropped.

Heat stroke, maybe?

No, ma'am, don't touch him. She's a doctor.

Heat stroke.

No pulse.

Yep, it's blood.

Absolutely not a reddish-brown stain. Ma, this doesn't count.

Come here, look, look.

See it?

This was so not in my training seminar.

It's an entrance wound. He was shot.

Shot? He just bit his tongue.

She said he'd been shot.

No, no, no.

Help, help!

There is a runner dead!

You don't talk or call or email or text anybody, okay? It's my duty to alert the

authorities.

I am the authorities. Not mine. I'm responsible for miles three to five.

Oh.

You're Buffalo Scout.

Yeah, so it's in your honor to be loyal and helpful and obedient.

Hear that?

Obedient. Okay? I want you to go get a stretcher and some oxygen right now. Why

oxygen? You do anything with that mouth besides breathe and bad things will

happen.

Take his pulse.

He's dead.

Laura, help.

What, you want me to pretend he's alive?

No, I'm not going to be an accessory to lying.

Oops, sorry.

And there goes our crime scene.

I understand there are hundreds of doctors and medical workers in medical

tents throughout the race to take care of any emergencies.

I guess with 38,000 runners, you're going to see hundreds of problems, Tom.

Yeah, no doubt, Sam. And as the race goes on, chances are we're going to get

more problems and more problems. But they're right there.

Help.

No. We're going to get the race officials to stop the race, follow

protocol, and we're going to have a chance in hell of solving this murder.

Listen to me. We do have a chance. He is our evidence.

I don't understand.

What happens when 250,000 people who are crammed into the city like sardines find

out this guy's been gunned down and there's a shooter on the loose? There's

panic.

346 pilgrims were trampled to death during a ritual at Ramial Jamara because

of the panic. Exactly. So you've got a Ramiala Jim Jam right here. You want

that? No, I don't, but I don't want anybody else getting gunned down either.

We can stop that, but I can guarantee you a lot of innocent people are going

to get trampled to death if we don't contain this right now.

Now help me.

Homicide, Corsac speaking.

Hey, Corsac, it's me.

You're not even out of breath.

I'm not running.

We've been talking about that marathon for weeks. You quit already?

Corsac, we got a shooting victim, okay?

White male, 30s, no ID.

Where are you?

We got him in an EMS vehicle, but we're not moving. We're boxed in around mile

three. Jeez, you put it out on the radio, press will get wind of it, we'll

have a stampede. No, no, no, no, no one knows.

Sorry. Did you pinch the shooter? No.

What's the matter?

Get the brick. Fire up every security camera in the city. We got a shooter in

the marathon.

I was about a thousand yards behind the victim when he went down. I didn't hear

the shot. Nobody did.

Silencer? Yeah, it has to be.

Terrorist attack?

No, it doesn't fit the profile.

He's not an elite runner and the area is too residential.

Yeah, they want more bang for the buck, big crowd, big casualties.

Start a finish line.

That sniper doesn't make sense either, me tracking down one amateur runner.

You're guessing.

I'm making a conclusion based on years of experience and training.

Can you see the entrance wall?

Yeah, it looks like a close contact wall. No, I'll verify that when I do my

autopsy.

We've got people running for at least another four hours. We can't stop the

race. There is no way to safely evacuate half a million panicking people. What?

Remember the 60,000 college kids got rambunctious after a Sox game? One dead,

16 injured?

Yeah, and that was with a thousand riot groups.

We're not moving.

You're going to have to work it from there.

Can you get Dr. Riles on board?

Yeah, she's not going anywhere.

I'll run interference with the brass. Buy you some time.

Okay, buddy, thanks.

Where's the nearest medical tent?

Not far.

Why? We need some muckety-muck rice official.

Who's in charge?

Ron Garvey.

But you can't talk to him. He's busy. He's going to be a lot busier if he

doesn't help us. Get him.

Get him!

Come in.

Hey, Vince, what's going on?

We've got the first homicide in the history of the Massachusetts Marathon, a

shooting. Oh, no.

We get the shooter?

No.

Rizzoli was first on scene with Dr. Riles. Rizzoli's kept the lid on him.

Okay. She's paying the ass, but she's a great cop.

It's a lucky break having a medical examiner there.

All right, so we got the Chow Street Bridge closed down, Mass Avenue Bridge,

BU Bridge, all closed.

And every side street from here to Newton. The city's crammed with people

with no way to get out. If we try to stop this race, we're gonna have mass

panic. Hey, Vince, I gotta try to figure a way to evacuate all these people.

Mobilize other counties? National Guard?

You've been brass too long, Sean.

It'll take them hours.

And even if they get here, we'll have rioting and looting. Right now, we just

got one homicide.

Okay.

I'll fill in the commissioner and the governor.

You think you can convince a bunch of politicians to do the right thing?

I'm gonna try.

We're about an hour into the race, Tom. Any signs of fatigue?

At this point, so far, so good. We've had a couple of sprains right now. We've

got some dehydration, a couple of cases of heat stroke, but nothing more serious

than that. Although earlier, we did get a report of a guy down at mile marker

three with chest pain.

Give us some room. Nobody comes into staff.

I just need to know that I'm able to trust you.

You're the situation. My job is situations.

Anybody want to tell me about this heart attack VIP?

Yeah. A heart attack VIP is a gunshot DOA.

Right, okay.

Look, I need to call the governor. We need to run through our contingency

plan. You have a plan for random shootings?

Okay, so while you guys are figuring that out, Maura, what do we got? Let me

get a shirt off.

Oh,

well, the bullet must have hit his heart.

Explains why the blood rushed when I compressed his chest.

Can you run this number, please? I need a name.

And I need a coroner's van. I got to get this body to a morgue immediately.

Maura, you're going to have to do this here in the field.

You're kidding, right? This body's evidence.

Maura, we just sat in the ambulance and didn't move. So you're going to spend

the next six hours crawling back to the lab while our killer slips away?

Jane. Sure, Jane. Yes, just give me a Leatherman and some duct tape and I'm

all good to go.

Great. I got those both right here.

See?

Okay. So?

Autopsy table.

And look.

Scrubs. What else do you need? How about an ultrasound?

Done. You, eagle boy, can you hack into a computer?

I took one apart in Scouts.

Close enough. Come on. I gotta get online with Corsac and Frost.

We got you, Jane. We're plugged in.

Okay, who knows?

I briefed the commander.

All right, is he going to let me handle here on the ground? I'll run

interference for you. What do you got?

I don't know.

Vic's name is Damon Ward. He's 33 years old. I'm running him.

Guys, look, we got thousands of witnesses, okay? Nobody sees a gun.

Nobody hears a shot. There's no casings at the scene. What is this?

Shot alert picked up audibles at 9, 9.32, and 10 o'clock. That was the start

of Pistol Sherlock. The race starts in heat.

Could it have been a random stray bullet?

That's happened before.

Dennis Rainey got hit by a stray in 1978.

He ran the last 16 miles of the Grand Valley Marathon with a bullet lodged in

his head. Of course you would know that.

Guys, look, if the shot alert didn't get a stray or anything, we could be dealing

with a silencer here. Which would mean a pro.

Sniper up in a window or rooftop.

We activate SWAT, we've got another problem, like panic.

I don't think this shot came from a roof.

Jane, come and see.

Take us with you on the computer if you can, Rizzoli.

Yeah.

Observe the wound track. The bullet traveled to the ribs, collapsed the

right lung, pierced the heart, kept going, embedded itself under the left

armpit.

Let me see the wound.

Confirms our theory, Jane. It's not a sniper or a terrorist.

That is a point-blank kill shot.

This tip thing better reminds me of the old 80s crack wars.

So, what does that mean?

It means he was shot point-blank while he was moving.

The killer was running in the race.

Hey, Frost, we're sending photos of the victim. We need to find out who wanted

this guy dead.

We've got an especially strong men's field this year, led by a couple of

runners from Ethiopia, three from Kenya.

They're setting a blistering pace.

We may even see a new record set today, Tom. Well, actually, Sam, we may. Keep

in mind that the elite runners in this race want to finish in two hours and

five minutes or less.

That means that all of the best runners in this race are going to get...

Nothing's leaked to the media.

The governor just got back to me, and he just got off the phone with your

commissioner, and they're going to let you be point on this.

For now. Maybe I'll vote for him next time.

Here's our victim.

Damon Ward, 33.

Boston area native all the way through high school.

Lives in New Mexico. What was he doing here?

Flew in two days ago to run the marathon.

So I'm homecoming.

Our victim's a living lawsuit.

Guy don't have fans nowhere.

ran some shady adjustable mortgage scam, took people's homes.

Maybe one of them took him out. Run every name from every lawsuit, see if

anybody he screwed is registered to run this race. Look, this is all very good

news, okay? We got a means, motive, opportunity.

It looks like an old-fashioned murder to me, so I have a good feeling that we'll

find our killer.

Great.

Wow, these are very sophisticated tools.

Not much in my lab at all.

Is that sarcasm?

I think so.

Well, heads up, this might get messy, people.

Am I free to go, Detective?

Because I don't think this is so good for me. Massachusetts General Laws,

Chapter 27, Section 4H states... Jane!

Yes, Quinn, technically you are free to go.

But I don't know why you would, because you got a hell of a cop eye.

I do?

Better than any nature scout I've ever seen.

Because she doesn't know any.

And, excuse me, and if you will stay...

All right?

I got a very important job for you.

What is it? Have a seat.

It requires an explanation.

Yes, ma'am.

Let's not get crazy with the ma'am, okay? I'm not exactly wearing mom jeans

here.

Of course, what's so great about this famous race is just how much fun

everyone seems to be having.

Tom, I understand you've talked to a lot of people who have a loved one in the

race. Now, do they all get to see their runners go by with this many people

there? Actually, Sam, that's a great question, because a lot of the runners,

I've talked to race officials, and they say about a third of the 38,000 runners

have a digital chip in their shoe so that family and friends can actually

track their progress throughout the course of the race. I mean, it really is

amazing. But there's a lot...

Hey, Frank, get those sausages going. Those poor boys are starving.

Yeah, well, it looks like I'm the poor boy here. I just got another word,

Paige. Another 200 banjos down the drain. I don't want to hear it. All I'm

saying is... You're saying, you're saying you'd rather have your hand up

some pipe than cheer your daughter on?

Unless my daughter is now Kenyan, you know. I haven't seen much of her. I

haven't seen much of my wife out here either, you know.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm having fun out here with people.

It's the biggest party day of the year.

It's also the biggest toilet day of the year. Next to Thanksgiving.

You worked on Thanksgiving. Come on, you served the bird at 5 o'clock. What's the

harm anyway?

Your daughter's not a turkey.

Yeah. Well, right now it looks like I am.

Use your fingers. No, she has to.

Tool leaves marks, changes the evidence.

Wow.

Nine millimeter.

Anything on it?

I can't tell.

It's not exactly a sem scope.

And I thought I was negative.

Give me that baggie. Yeah.

Okay, I'll get this to Corsac for testing. I bet you said nobody could get

anywhere.

You.

You volunteer at marathons? You run? Yes, ma'am. Sure. Uh, detective, my best

time in the 800 is... Raise your hand.

The other hand.

All right. I hereby deputize you specifically to run this bullet to

Detective Corsac in the Boston homicide unit without speaking to anyone. Got it?

Please go.

Anybody see what happened to this man?

Sir?

Anybody see what happened to him?

Sir, can you hear me?

This is Officer Frank Rizzoli. I'm going to need an EMT in mile 12.

Got you, Frank.

I got a runner down.

White, male, approximately mid-30s. No pulse, no sign of injury.

Go to Channel 4.

Copy that.

We need to talk to Jane.

Hey, Rizzoli.

Yeah. Get over here.

They need you on the computer.

Frankie's calling in for the ground.

Please tell me he's okay. He's fine.

But another runner just went down at mile 12.

Oh, God. I gotta call the governor.

I repeat, we gotta run it down.

I need a little help here.

This is bad.

Yeah, I'm gonna need a little help here.

Hey, I just got off the phone with the commissioner. We just got off the phone

with the governor. Sean. Don't say a damn word.

You know what the commissioner tells me?

Tells me we got a second shooting. I got to hear it from him like I've been

standing around with a thumb on my ass. Sorry, Sean. No, you'll be sorry when

you count pencil in the property room.

What the hell, Vince?

So what'd you say?

I said something stupid.

I just gave my word that my team will get this done.

You know how far out on the limb I am on this, Vince?

You have any friggin' idea what I'm putting on the line for you, Rizzoli?

Yeah, I do. We got this.

Well, you better.

Or we'll both be coming, Vince.

Uniform brought in this kid. He's got an evidence bag with a bullet in it, can't

get him to say anything, and he won't let go of it. Are you Quinn?

Is that the bullet from the first victim?

How many are there?

Please don't tell Detective Rizzoli I talked.

Give me the bullet, kid. You can talk to me.

She said that if I talked to anyone, bad things would happen.

Don't worry. You're safe with me. I'd rather go home. Sit down.

Until I say you can go.

Okay.

The only one you talk to is him or me.

You got it?

You know what kind of merit badge you'll get for this, kid?

Get up!

All right. Right in here.

Right about the table. Right there? Yeah.

Okay. All right, one, two, three.

What in the hell's going on here?

We got two runners murdered. We don't know why, and we think the killer was

running in the race.

And you didn't feel the need to tell me this? I couldn't, okay? I had to keep it

off the radios.

Gene, Ma and Pop are out there in the middle of it. I know that. There are a

lot of Ma's and Pop's out there.

All right, okay, you're right.

So, what do you have?

Nothing solid.

I'll do what I can, okay? I know. I just got off the phone with the governor. He

wants to engage the National Guard and shut this thing down. You can't do that.

You're going to create panic and multiple casualties.

Look, for all we know, there is a serial killer loosed, a terrorist. We need to

get people off the streets.

Okay, just look.

Okay, both these guys have the exact same close contact entrance wounds,

okay? That means same shooter.

Out of all of these people, are two victims?

Two white guys about the same age.

All right?

There's a connection here. There's not some random shooting. These guys are

being targeted. All right, that is a theory. We are shutting this thing down.

Hey, hey, hey, look.

I need you to man up here, okay? Or you're going to have your big disaster,

mass panic.

And then the shooter's going to slip away in the chaos, and you're going to

have innocent people trampled to death.

Just give me a little more time. Let me figure out the connection between them.

I will find the killer. All I can do is try to advocate for normal operations to

continue for now.

Just tell the governor that we got things handled here.

All right, if this thing blows up, bombs in your hands.

Wouldn't be the first time.

Wow, I can't fight with the governor.

You're fearless.

No, I'm not. Come on, Jane. Maybe we should stop the race.

Mara, we stop this race. We send a message to thousands of people that we

give in to fear.

We don't give in to fear.

Okay, I understand. If we do, then we just end up dying a little bit every

day.

Which, metabolically speaking, we do anyway. Mara!

Really?

Jane, where are you? Were you close?

No, Ma, I'm not. I got a bad cramp.

Okay, so you and Pop should just go home.

We've been here for hours. Your father's gonna be furious.

Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disappoint you.

Yeah, well, that's disappointing.

What'd she say?

She's not running. She cramped out.

Cramped out? Janie?

No.

cramps. She's not in the race.

Unbelievable.

What are you doing?

I'm packing up.

Why? Why?

Jane's not running. We're out of here.

I don't want to go home.

Oh, I can see why. You know, you're the life of the party.

And you're the party pooper. Well, I wasn't exactly getting an invitation.

You know what I mean?

What are you talking about? What am I talking about? We've been out here for

five hours.

And the only words you said to me was fire up the barbecue and open up some

beers. You know, I feel like I work for you. If I'm going to work, I want to go

home and get paid for it. Okay, that's not true. Sure it is. You know, you

always talk about family and being together.

You know, I'm right here, Angela.

I'm right here. And you're spending the whole day swapping chicken parm recipes

all day.

I'm sorry, Frank.

I want to be here with you.

Come on.

Yeah, who could tell?

Oh, baby.

Can you ID the bullet? I think so.

We got a witness on the second shooting.

Let me talk to him. Bring him in.

Hey, Vanilla, I was hoping it'd be you, baby. Damn, them shorts is slavid.

Man, what you doing up in here?

Rondo, just tell me what you saw.

Oh, I saw it all. Dude was running.

Next thing you know, he fell out. I knew that player was shot.

That him?

Did you see who shot him?

I might have missed that part.

My eyes was fixated on this fine freak looking all perfect in her running

stuff, but she was no you. But who is?

So you saw a hot girl running in shorts?

Huh? You're a hero. Yes, I am. And every hero needs his hottie. Come on.

Let's go.

Jane, the bullet's a nine millimeter hollow point. Hit man's bullet.

Okay. Which is why it looks like a grenade went off in their chests.

Rules on the slug indicate a silencer.

Where'd you learn that?

You. I pay attention.

Push in more.

See, there are synthetic fibers on the bullet.

Looks like various polymeric resin.

What is that?

Feather.

Come here.

Gunshot trajectory, along with the fibers found in the bullet, suggested

our suspect was shooting from here.

That's it.

That's it. The suspect is shooting from a fanny pack.

That explains the pleather. That explains why nobody saw anything

suspicious. Jay. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Our two victims went to high school together.

Right outside Boston.

Well, we got something big.

Both their names just popped up on an old criminal case.

What kind of case? Don't know. It's sealed.

File's in the courthouse. Damn it.

Court order will take hours if we get a judge.

I got an idea.

What, you gonna break in?

Yes, I am.

You mean since you asked 30 seconds ago?

Ah, here it is.

State of Massachusetts v. Ward and Walker.

Open it.

Good idea, Corsac.

Abracadabra. Oh, your way didn't work.

Tell Rizzoli you can't do it.

Jane, our two victims raped a 15-year-old girl back in 1995, Samantha

Brown.

They did a rape kit in serology. Where are the results?

Oh, God.

Jane, look at this.

Monsters beat her.

Seems like a solid case.

They videotaped it.

Why didn't this go to trial?

Because there's a third defendant, Jim Fillmore.

Fillmore?

The Fillmore family? It's a very wealthy family.

Fillmore must have bought off the DA.

No one ever got access to the rape footage.

You know part of me wants to let the shooter finish off this asshole.

Check the marathon database, see if he's running.

Fillmore's registered.

So our third victim is still in this race.

Is Fillmore wearing a microchip on his shoe?

No, only about half of them do it so their families can track them. Wait, he

had to qualify, right?

So what if we track him by his time?

He runs a lot, but he's pretty erratic.

7-minute mile to Miami, 10 minutes to New York. That doesn't really narrow it

down. He could be anywhere from mile 20 to mile 25.5.

25.5?

Well, based on my calculations... Please tell me later.

What about Samantha Brown, the rape victim? Is she registered in the race?

Not registered.

Got a driver's license, though.

800 Chestnut Hill.

It's two blocks away.

You need backup.

No, it'll take too long.

I got an idea for backup.

This race has run so smoothly today, we're getting reports that the number of

injuries is actually lower than last year. Is that right, Tom? And Sam, of

course, that's great news, not only for the city, but for the race organizers as

well. I've heard that the worst injury so far is a broken wrist, and I'm

guessing somebody stumbled, put their hand out to break their fall.

Let's hope, at this point anyway, that all of the runners still out there

eventually cross the finish line.

Not the race I had in mind.

Yeah, me neither.

Can you speak to Samantha Brown, please?

You can't. She's dead.

What?

Samantha committed suicide a year ago.

You ask me, she died the day she was raped.

We all did.

I've seen the case for all.

Why didn't it ever go to trial? We've been waiting for that answer for 15

years. Is your husband here?

Well, he's dead of a heart attack.

It's just me and my daughter, Courtney.

Can we take a look around?

We got nothing to hide.

Excuse me.

Is she here?

It's her room. Why is it locked? I don't know.

What are you doing?

Where's Courtney?

Oh, no.

Running, in memory of her sister.

Trust, do a marathon database search for Courtney Brown.

That's him?

Yeah, that's Fillmore.

How the hell are we going to find him in a sea of people?

She's my daughter's age.

Damn tragedy.

I'm looking at a security camera at mile 20.

Mile 21.

Maybe he's making good time.

Doctor, I've calculated he could be all the way to mile 25.5.

There.

Right there. Damn, Frost, good eye.

Frankie, we got him. Mile 25.

We're two minutes out.

Come on, Rizzoli.

Come on!

All right, prosper there. Talk me in.

Middle of the street, maroon running outfit. Can you see him?

Not yet.

Wait. Yeah, yeah.

Can you get to him?

Yeah, about 20 yards ahead.

Is he running alone?

Yeah, I think so.

Not anymore.

That's a shooter, right? The grill?

Yeah, something to get there.

Come on, Rizzoli.

Hi, Jim.

You're making good time.

I almost didn't find you.

I know you.

No.

But my sister did.

Me and Brown.

I don't know who you're talking about.

Sure you do.

She was a freshman.

You were a senior.

I remember homecoming.

Are you raped there? What, with your two other running buddies?

There!

Watch it!

Zoe.

You're crazy.

That lady killed my sister.

When they let you walk away, she didn't get to walk away.

I don't know what you're talking about.

He just let my sister rescue me.

Burn never brings any peace to the living or the dead.

All right, I got it.

No! No!

Beth, did you kill Damon and Ray?

They did not survive their injuries.

Bang hell your sister, you crazy bitch!

Fuck yeah!

James Fillmore, you are under arrest for the rape of Samantha Brown.

Does she know who I am?

Yeah, I know who you are. And I know what you did.

You gang raped a 15-year-old girl.

Statute of limitations is up.

You can't charge me. You're too late.

You missed one technicality.

You raped Samantha when she was 15.

Statute says 15 years from the time the victim turned 16.

Statute doesn't pronounce you.

Huh? Come here. Yeah.

Nobody pay off this time.

We've got the situation secured. Thanks, guys.

You're one lucky son of a bitch. You could have told me Rizzoli could run her

ass off.

I don't know. I'm kind of looking forward to counting pencils with you.

This is kind of stressful.

Man, what a day.

You did good.

You too. Still got your balls.

I mean, even though I'm brass?

Yeah. Even though you joined the dark side.

Thanks, Sean.

Hi.

Is that the guy you saw?

Could be.

But I know I seen that fine bitch there before.

What does she do?

What do you know, Rondo's hustle?

Give me 40 bucks.

What for?

For finishing the race.

But you didn't finish the race. I will.

And I need a loan.

40 bucks?

Yeah. All right. There you go.

Thank you.

Hey. Next time you see something, you come talk to me, all right?

You mean...

I am now your confidential informant. Vanilla.

Great plan, sir.

I'll see you.

Where are you going?

Heartbreak Hill!

Now all that's left is the cleanup. Good job, Tom. The race is finally over. All

of the runners have in some cases struggled across the finish line.

Now it's a chance for them, I think, to grab a bottle of water, put their feet

up, text their breath. You know, looking around, it doesn't look that bad,

considering we had hundreds of thousands of people in the streets of Boston

today. It was a good day. It was a great race, and I think it's terrific that

we're able to hold huge events like this today in American cities.

How's the heel?

It's good.

I think that runner's eye is kicking in.

Maybe he should run with Garvey next year.

Are you kidding?

I'm not the one he wants to chase.

You want to race, huh? Yeah, I want to race. I was born to run.

Oh, that's right, MIT!