All language subtitles for 12-CSI; Miami E512 - Internal Affairs-eng

Go around!

CSI Boa Vista, pull over.

I repeat: pull over.

Natalia Boa Vista.

What's going on?

You're under arrest for
the murder of Nick Townsend.

What?

Where's Horatio?

He's not going to let this happen.

He's the one who called me.

My lucky day.

I cannot believe you got here before me.

Jump the gun much?

How long is it going to take to process

before I can get in to clean up?

I don't know. I have no idea.

Why, what's the big hurry?

The blood's not going anywhere.

Got a little lunch date.

Lunch date?

Really?

Well, then I think I might
just take my sweet time.

You look good in green.

36-year-old man
killed in his own home.

Do we have a cause of death, Alexx?

Not yet, Horatio.

I tell you one thing,
he didn't go quickly.

Why do you say that?

It couldn't have been the granite.

Baby boy's got blood
spatter on his lips...

from expiration.

So he drowned...

in his own blood.

But look at this.

That's a gunshot wound.

Maybe not. No powder burns.

Could be a puncture wound.

I'll know more when
I get him on my table.

Okay. I understand the
blood pool and the spatter,

but his pants... that's
a swipe, isn't it?

What about that?

Possibly transfer from our killer.

Probably somebody he knew.

Yes, and soon so will we.

Hey.

So I've been searching
this place up and down

for a murder weapon, but, uh,...

haven't had any luck. How about you?

Oh, yeah.

We got a whole wealth of riches in here.

You gotta love granite.

It's a perfect surface for prints.

Yeah. So, uh, Eric and
Kelly are back in the lab.

Do me a favor... scan these
into the mobile unit and, uh,

shoot 'em over.

- Yep.
- Thanks.

Hey.

Ryan called me.

Have you got those prints
from the crime scene?

Yeah, Natalia sent them over.

I'm running them through AFIS right now.

" Jeff Murdock. "

Volunteered his prints for some reason.

He's got no record.

Not yet.

Jeff Murdock.

Can I help you?

Miami-Dade PD.

You familiar with a man by
the name of Benjamin Rhodes?

He up by Golden Beach?

He was. He's in the morgue now, Jeff.

We found your fingerprints

on a slab of granite that crushed him.

Are you serious?

As a triple bypass.

Yeah, I went to his house.

I install high-end
audio-visual systems.

I gave the guy a quote.

When was that?

A few days ago.

Guy wanted to trick out his house,

80-inch plasmas, surround
sound, you name it.

I can have you hooked up in three days

including the plasmas.

Let me think about it.

Okay, just got to leave you my card.

Let me know.

Unfortunately, the only person

that could corroborate that
is no longer among the living.

Well, look deeper.

You'll find my prints in
homes all over the county.

That's why I volunteered
them to the police

to avoid situations like this.

Or provide you with cover.

Look, I'm just trying
to make a living, man.

So unless you guys got something else,

I really got to get back to it.

Thank you for your time.

Hey, Maxine, did you get anything

on the blood swipe on the vic's pants?

You know, contrary to popular belief,

breathing down one's neck

does not improve productivity

or make CODIS run any faster.

Okay, I'm sorry.

It's just, it must
be going around today.

Nick was jumping on me
to process the crime scene

quickly so that he could clean it

and he could get to some lunch date.

Pending DNA tests for
other cases? Is this...

a " To do " list for me?

I was going to ask you.

You know, if you weren't
too crazy with other stuff.

'Cause you're Nick's lunch date?

What is he doing?

Why won't you listen to me?

He is dangerous.

I like dangerous.

No, not this kind of dangerous.

Woman to woman,

I can't tell you what to
do, but just be careful,...

Okay?

Oh, here we go.

CODIS found a match.

" Lauren Sloan."

Arrested over seven
years ago for burglary.

We found your blood on a murder victim

Benjamin Rhodes

Benjamin's dead?

How did you know him?

I'm a therapist. He
was one of my patients.

Were you ever at his house?

No, I don't do house calls.

Then why did we find
your blood on his pants?

It must have happened this morning.

He was my first appointment.

I told him I had to
drop him as a patient.

- I'm sorry, Benjamin.
- Great...

Turn you back on me. Everyone else does!

I'd be happy to...

Forget it!

This is exactly what I'm talking about.

Dr. Sloane, I'm sorry.

Get out!

Get out.

That was the last time I saw him.

How'd you know it was my blood?

Because you were arrested for
robbery in 1999. Did you forget?

I had a problem with shoplifting.

It became compulsive.

But getting help in the end
inspired me to help others.

Well, at least one of your
patients would beg to differ

because we

checked Benjamin's phone records.

Is there any reason that
he made repeated calls

to the State Board of Psychology?

Sometimes my clients

dot like to face who they really are

and they need to assign blame.

Hey, can I help you?

No, I'm good. Hot outside.

The A.C.,it's all nice, icy in here.

Want to try and convince me
you're not here to harass Natalia?

No, I don't think so. It's
none of your business, Eric.

Hey, a civilian walks
past that reception desk,

this lab could lose its accreditation.
That makes it my business.

Okay, big man.

As a matter of fact, Nick,

crime scene at the Rhodes
property was just released.

Why don't you go over there
and make yourself useful?

You think you're better than me?

Why,'cause I'm the mop-up guy?

No, I don't care what you do.

You're a lowlife.

Who you kidding?

You're just some sorry sap

looking to get laid like the rest of us.

You're pushing your luck, Nick.

Oh! What's up, Eric?

Test tube too small?

You listen to your buddy here.

Inappropriate lab behavior.

Let me tell you something.
Outside these walls, big world.

Real big. People die every day.

You want to continue this
conversation, you know where to find me.

Eric... You get lost.

Alexx, Benjamin Rhodes?

Yes. It definitely wasn't
death by granite, Horatio.

The vertebrae in his neck are intact.

Which brings us back to his chest wound.

Most definitely.

His sternum is fractured,

esophagus pierced.

Pierced by what?

You're not going to believe
this, but I don't know.

Stippling around the
wound says he was shot,

but there was no projectils
in his chest cavity.

Was there an exit wound?

Only an entrance.

My only explanation

is that the projectile, whatever it was,

was lodged in his esophagus,
and he coughed it up.

Alexx, there was blood
all over the floor.

I'd get your guys to
wade through it, Horatio.

The answer's there.

Mr. Wolfe...

Mr. Wolfe, go back to the Rhodes' house

And stop cleaning right now.

Hey, Nick...

hold up.

- You're not Nick.
- You're a sharp one.

Yeah, well,you still need
to stop. Where's Nick?

You just missed him.

He came by, then he took off somewhere.

Whatever.

Blood's blood. What do you want?

I want you to, uh,

stop compromising the evidence for one.

You guys had your run of the place.

I was given the go-ahead.

Okay, well, now you're
getting the go-away.

Missed something, huh?

This is a murder investigation.

Don't you think you guys ought
to be a little more thorough?

Take a walk.

Go ahead.

Fine.

But if my supe chews me out,

I'll give him your digits.

What are you?

Oh, hey.

You're in a hurry.

What's up?

I just got a call-out.

Oh, I'll get my kit, I'll go with you.

You can't.

The address is 378
Coral Drive in Aventura.

Coral Drive... that's where Nick lives.

Yeah.

Look, it's a homicide.

Look, I'll call you as soon
as I know something, all right?

Okay.

Alexx is on her way.

So this is, uh, Natalia's ex, huh?

Yeah, it is. Who called it in?

Mailman. Front door was wide open.

Nice digs for a guy that just got
out of jail, working entrail duty.

Gentlemen.

H, I'm all over this.

Eric, I'm going to stop you

and put somebody else on this.

What do you mean?

Natalia has a personal
connection to the victim

and that makes this a
conflict of interest for us.

Who's going to work the case?

Jake Berkeley

with the night shift CSI's.

What, he's a CSI now?

Homicide detective.

Eric, this whole thing
has to be aboveboard

and handled correctly.

You understand?

I do.

Thank you.

Did you get anything on the doorknob?

Just smudges, no ridge detail.

You've been at it for ten minutes.

I'm thorough.

You're graveyard shift.

Just used to groping around in the dark.

Delko, you heard your boss.

You got your marching
orders to step off.

We need to focus.

Well, maybe you need to shift your focus

from the doorknob to that window there.

There's a disturbance in the bamboo.

Courtney,could you check
out this area, please?

Got partial palm prints here.

Possible fingerprints.

Seems like our killer may
have been casing the place.

I'll get these prints to the lab.

What do we got?

Any evidence Nick
Townsend had a visitor?

I say.

Of the female variety.

Bed's unmade. Sheets smell of perfume.

They're a literal DNA parade.

What do we know about this woman?

Well, she may keep some stuff
here, check out the open drawer.

See if you can trace any of the items.

I want to meet our lucky lady.

You can meet a part of her right now.

Hair.

Possible root still attached.

Run it through DNA.

And do it yourself.

Hi.

What is it with you day shifts?

You're not supposed to
be working this case.

It just so happens that I
have numerous other cases

involving fingerprints.

So, have you got any suspects?

Hmm, subtle.

Just making a little conversation.

Normally, I'm sleeping right now.

Natalia.

That's why you're not on this case.

I did not kill my ex-husband,

and you can't just arrest me like this.

I'm afraid I can.

Will you say something, please?

You're kidding me.
Say something, please.

So, Natalia...

where were you headed
when I picked you up?

Out of town?

No, I had just found out...

that Nick was dead, and I...

...wanted to get some air.

You guys have quite the history.

Says here that...

he went to jail for breaking your arm,

and then filed a T.R.O. against you.

Because he was trying
to get back at me, yeah.

But you did get violent with him

on the job at a crime scene

in front of Eric Delko
whom you briefly dated,

is that correct?

Did Eric actually tell you that?

Yeah, you also made
some volatile statements.

You're quoted as saying,

I think that I want to kill
him. to Calleigh Duquesne.

Oh, my god... that was...

I mean...

it was girl talk. I was joking.

This is no joke.

I have evidence that
you were stalking him.

That I was stalking
him? Why would I do that?

Just so that I'm clear...

were you or were you not...

outside his window?

Yes, I was, but I was never inside.

Really?

Never?

You're familiar with DNA?

Because we found your hair in his bed.

Now, that's strange,

since you've never been inside.

No, no, no, that's not what I...

That's not what I said.

Okay, you're twisting my words now,

because I didn't say
never. I meant never today.

When the shoe's on the other foot,

it's a tight fit, isn't it?

Nick and I have a very

complicated relationship.
I was there last night.

There were some text
messages on Nick's phone

about a lunch date today.

Now, we're checking your phone records.

Okay.

No, no, don't say anything.

Don't say something that
you're going to regret, just...

We'll give you some time to
really consider your answer.

Or to get a good lawyer.

Lieutenant.

Ms. Valera. What's wrong?

I just heard what happened.

The Nick Townsend case.

I found you so I could
tell you in person.

Natalia didn't kill her ex-husband.

I did.

What's going on, Lieutenant?

Jake, this is Maxine Valera.

Yeah. I know who she is.

She's come to me with information
that I think you should hear.

Well, I'm all ears.

No interrogation tactics.

I just want you to
listen. You understand?

Yes, sir.

Go ahead, ma'am.

Just have a seat.

Today,

I met Nick at his condo.

For lunch.

You text-messaged him.

Yes.

Natalia warned me.

Said he was dangerous.

And she was right.

What did he do?

I was just giving him
a kiss good-bye. Then...

he got scary.

What do you say we take
this into the other room?

I should really get going.

Need a little music?

Huh? That it?

Nick, what are you doing?

I'm going to loosen you
up one way or another.

Come on.

Hey! You come with me.

Nick?

It was me.

I'm the one responsible.

Well, that's sweet.

You're covering for your friend.

But I'm sorry.

That's not going to get
Natalia out of holding.

Why not? I just told you I did it.

Because the evidence
trumps your confession.

Natalia has history, motive,

and I can place her inside
and outside his house.

Well, even if she was there
doesn't make her a killer.

Would you change your mind if I told you

we found her DNA in his bed?

She was sleeping with him?

She neglected to tell you that.

She slept with him.

She got angry.

She killed him.

Hey, Ryan. You seen Detective Berkeley?

He doesn't figure on answering my pages.

Everyone's a little
bit scattered right now.

What's going on?

Well, I was about to cut open
Nick Townsend, to determine COD,

but I thought this was more pressing.

I swabbed a wound on his knuckles,

and it appears to be a fight bite.

What's wrong, baby?

Eric and Nick got in
a fight this morning.

The said that they were going
to take it outside for part two.

You don't think...

You know what? Um...

I can't have anything to
do with that DNA sample,

but will you take it to Leo Donwell?

Of course I will.

I'll... I'll go call Horatio.

Sir, I entered the sample that Dr.
Woods obtained from the victim's hand.

Check it against my criminalists.

But...

Right.

Everyone who works a scene is
automatically put into the system

for elimination purposes.

I want to eliminate them.

No match.

Widen it.

CODIS?

Okay.

Here goes.

Philip Craven.

Wait a minute. That's that
crime scene cleanup guy.

Should I call Detective Berkeley?

Don't bother.

The pleasure will be mine.

So I got cut.

What about it?

You fought with Nick.

I want to know why.

No way.

Guy's dead, and you're going
to try to pin this on me?

Convince me otherwise.

Not only did he flake on
cleaning that crime scene earlier,

but the guy's been stealing.

How do you know that?

I been keeping my eyes open a while.

This time, I was sure.

Yo, Nick.

You can't just leave, man.

Cover for me. I got a woman to meet.

Do the same for you.

Oh, yeah?

You going to give her the jewelry
I just saw you steal from the scene?

Don't push me.

And you're high.

Yeah? And you're going
back to prison if I talk.

Look,I didn't kill the guy, all right?

I just tried to set him straight.

Forgive me if I don't believe you.

I want a lawyer.

Spoken like the last
request of a guilty man.

- Natalia.
- Horatio.

God. You're hearing a lot
of things about me right now.

Well, put your mind at ease.

I don't listen to them
unless they come from you.

A lot of stuff has happened
between me and Nick.

Things that

I am not exactly proud of.

You were at Nick's place today.

Did you see Philip Craven there?

The cleanup guy? No.

I didn't see him.

But I... I did see someone else.

You saw Valera there.

I knew that she was
going on a date with Nick,

and I was really worried about her.

Did you share this with Jake Berkeley?

No. Because I didn't want
to go down that road again

with the whole mole business.

I really just wanted to protect her.

What exactly did you see?

Enough.

Then, Ms. Boa Vista, you
know what you need to do.

Horatio said the three
of us should talk.

And I agree with him.

You got something you
want to tell me, Natalia?

Yeah, I do.

I'm really sorry, Maxine.

What is it?

I went over to Nick's because

I was really scared for you,

and I just wanted to make
sure that nothing happened,

and I saw you both through the window.

You were there?

I was, and I...

I saw you trying to fight him off.

And then you pushed
him and he fell, and...

and you ran.

I'm going to loosen you up.

One way or the other.

- Come on.
- Nick, what are you doing?

Come on.

No! wait...

Hey! You come with me.

And then you didn't

say anything because...

you were relieved that he
was finally out of your life.

No. That wasn't it.

Phone records confirm that
you text-messaged Nick,

luring him there.

We had a date.

And you admit to fighting
with him, knocking him down.

All the while, you're outside, watching,

waiting, hoping.

Everything hits the fan.

Then you cover for each other.

Sounds to me like murder.

And conspiracy to murder.

You don't actually believe that, do you?

Well, maybe I do, maybe I don't.

But what I do know
is what it looks like.

And it looks bad.

Then where does that leave us?

Unless one of you comes clean, then...

I can't help either of you.

Nobody can.

Mystery projectile

recovered in the blood pool
at Benjamin Rhodes's house.

It turns out it's paper wadding.

He wasn't shot with a bullet?

No. He was shot with a blank.

Like they use in movies.

Exactly. A blank is really just
a cartridge filled with gunpowder

and a wad of paper that
contains the explosive pressure.

So the shooter had to
be at very close range.

Well, technically, anything
at that speed could kill you.

But there was no gun at the scene,
so how we going to track the shooter?

Here's how. Take a look.

Looks like white acrylic paint.

Blank casings are usually
rolled or scalloped.

It's in a sealant.

Then that should make it easy to find
the gun shop that sold the blanks.

Wadding is.357 inches.

Circumference says it's from a.38.

I'll make some calls.

H, ATF hooked me up with a
gun shop in Hallandale Beach.

The blanks they sell
use the same wadding

as what were found at the crime scene.

Did you find out who purchased them?

The name on the credit card
receipt was Jeff Murdock.

Does that ring a bell?

The audiovisual installer.

Should I send someone to go pick him up?

No. Let's get a warrant for the house,

and don't go back until we can
place that smoking gun in his hand.

Got it.

Don't know why you want me

to look at all this stuff
from Nick's place again.

Because it's evidence, Jake.

Evidence that led us to suspects.

Evidence that led you to my people.

You think my scope was too narrow?

Prosecuting a crime, it's
more than the evidence.

It's context.

In order to create the
context, you have to do research

on your victim.

What are these?

These are from crime scenes.

They list items that were
missing after the cleanup.

What is the common denominator?

Let me guess Nick
Townsend worked them all.

What's your next move?

Make up the good one.

I looked over all the stolen merchandise
we found at Nick's place, like you asked.

Anything jump out at you?

The guy cleaned up for a living.

In a lot of ways everything's spotless.

Except... for this.

A woman's pierced earring.

With blood on it where
was that discovered?

Nick's living room.

Same place Nick's
body was found. Uh-huh.

So the earring belongs to the killer.

It may, but not Nick's.

What do you mean?

Well, the blood on it
isn't a match to him.

It's a match to Benjamin Rhodes.

The guy shot with a blank.

The victim in Calleigh's case.

Nick stole that earring from the scene,

and may have just broken
her case wide open.

So who does the earring belong to?

Well, I ran the epithelials
on the earring post, and...

Lauren Sloan.

We executed a search warrant
on Jeff Murdock's house

based on the blanks he bought.

Guess who else lives there.

Lauren Sloan?

Yep.

Turns out they're married,

and that's her, uh,

maiden name.

Did you find a gun at the house?

Yeah. Her husband's gun.

It was loaded with blanks.

Also, uh,

check this out.

You haven't been very
forthcoming with us, Ms. Sloan.

Or should I say, Mrs. Murdock.

Yes, I have a husband.

You never asked.

So?

This was the, uh, gun used
to kill Benjamin Rhodes.

We found it at your house.

Wait a minute.

You' not saying my husband killed him.

Not at all.

Actually, we found a powdery substance
on the rubber grip of the gun.

Trace says that it's a, uh...

it's a mixture of mica, iron
oxide and titanium dioxide.

What's that?

May I see your purse?

It's makeup.

Blush powder, actually,

spilled in your purse.

If you're implying that
makes me a murderer...

I'm not implying.

Actually, a pair of your earrings
made it into Benjamin Rhodes's house.

So, it looks like you make
house calls after all, huh?

Earrings tie you to the scene.

Trace puts the gun in your hand.

I was having an affair with Benjamin.

It was a mistake.

I just wanted to go back to my husband,

but Benjamin wouldn't hear of it.

So I grabbed Jeff's gun

and went over to Benjamin's.

Put the gun away, Lauren.

You've been calling the State Board?

I could lose my license.

But they should know what
kind of woman you are.

And so should your husband!

But it was just a blank.

I only wanted to scare him. I...

Not kill him.

Well, you know what they say
about the best laid plans.

Alexx.

Do we have a cause of death?

Yes, we have.

Nick had a depressed
skull fracture, Horatio.

See this bone?

It's displaced inward.

And it's on the occipital bone.

That makes it the back
of the skull, and Natalia

and Valera's stories don't line up.

The blunt-force trauma
caused a subdural hematoma.

Blood collected between
his dura and arachnoid,

which caused the veins to tear.

The intracranial pressure

damaged delicate brain
tissue, which was fatal.

What about this tool mark?

What could the weapon have been?

Horatio, I've never
seen a mark like this.

It had to have been caused
from some specialty tool.

Now, I can try and cast it
to narrow it down for you.

Alexx, you just did.

Why is he in here?

We caught him with the weapon
that killed Nick Townsend.

How'd you find that?

I followed the evidence, Jake.

So did I.

Yes, but in your case,

you allowed the evidence
to fit your theory, Jake,

instead of the other way around.

And by the way, the
spotlight is off my lab now.

So you're booting me off the case.

In so many words.

Nick Townsend's blood matches the
weapon you used on him, Mr. Murdock.

No use in lying now.

You already arrested my wife.

I only wanted to protect her.

I was having an affair.

What? Is it over?

It is now.

That's my gun. What did you do?

I shot him!

The bullets I bought, they
were supposed to be blanks!

Oh, God...

Is there anything that can
trace you back to that house?

Oh, my God.

I forgot a pair of my earrings.

What are we gonna do?

I went to the house to get them back,

but the police were already there.

So you waited.

Couple of hours.

Then some cleanup crew took over.

I waited for them to leave.

Then I heard them talking.

Yo, Nick,

you can't just leave, man.

Come on, cover for me.
I got a lady waiting.

I'd do the same for you.

Oh, yeah, you gonna give her the jewelry
I just saw you steal from the scene?

So, you followed him to his house.

The place was like
Grand Central Station.

Women coming in and out.

One of them left the door open.

So you walked in and confronted Nick.

He denied everything.

Hey,man,you think you
can just walk in here?

I know you took my wife's
earrings at that house.

I want them back.

Why would some dead dude
have your wife's earrings?

Oh...

I get it.

That's pretty pathetic, if you ask me.

Shut up.

Get the hell out.

I couldn't believe what I had done.

Mr. Murdock, you can't protect someone

by covering their crimes.

You know the worst part?

No matter what Lauren did...

I still love her.

Thought I'd...

thought I'd see how you were doing.

Nick's mom asked me to get

all his personal effects
together, and they're...

That's it.

The sum total of his life.

Right there.

I would really like to
go through it, I just...

...I can't.

God, that guy made
my life a living hell.

Hell.

Take a look at that,
Natalia some of it was good.

Some of it was really incredible.

So here's what we do.

Let's hang on to that.

Okay?

Yeah.

All right.

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