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Reporter:
From the national headline
at Hurricane Centere and Rob,

is that Iris is nearing
category-2 strength.

It is 625 miles
east of Nassau

and about 800 miles
to the east-southeast

of Miami right now.

Again, it appears
from the satellite

that we have
a strengthening hurricane,

and a new advisory should be in
in about 10 minutes or so.

This is the visual
satellite picture.

And as the sun comes up,
you get a very, very nice look

at the eye.

You can also see how bright
these white clouds are

around the center.

This is the latest advisory.

Iris is an extremely dangerous
hurricane

with current maximum sustained
winds of 100 miles per hour.

Preparations to protect life
and property...

Hey!
The kid is stealing duct tape!

Hey, kid!
Hey, kid, stop!

(Man)
Hey, kid, get back here!

[ Gasping ]

(Carlos)
In my experience,

hurricanes bring out
the crazies.

In my experience, crazies don't
need an excuse to come out.

I'm just glad
my family's out of town.

Well, her name
is Valerie Raines.

Any cash she had was gone.

Credit cards
are still here, though.

Wallet was open.
No cash.

It looks like the motive
was robbery.

I don't know --
her license is gone

and, by the imprint
in this wallet,

so is one of her cards.

Maybe the killer
just took one credit card.

Yeah, an ungreedy thief.

Whatever. Listen...

We got to put this investigation
on ice and get indoors.

I got to get to the hospital.

Are you not feeling well?

I'm a doctor.
I've been assigned there.

It's all hands on deck
because of this hurricane.

Well, I hope you feel better.

Did you even hear
half of what I said?

What are you looking at?

Never seen a hurricane before.

You don't "see" hurricanes.

You hang on for dear life
and hope your house

is still there in the morning.

It's just a little wind
and rain, right?

A category-2?

"Just a little wind and rain"?
Yeah, right.

"2" doesn't sound so bad.

Let me put it this way --

a category-1 can rip that tree
out of the ground

and drive it through the window
of a house three miles away.

So between that...

And this...

You could be in
for the ride of your life.

(Jim) Some say
I don't play well with others.

I was a damn good Detective
in Chicago

until a disagreement
with my boss

encouraged me to pack it up
and make a change.

So I put the Windy City
in my rearview

and headed
to the Sunshine State

to kick back, play some golf,
work on my tan,

maybe write the occasional
speeding ticket.

Yeah, well...

That didn't work out.

The Glades 1x03
A Perfect Storm
Original Air Date on July 25, 2010

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[ Indistinct conversations ]

Yeah, that's what Carlos said,
but I have my doubts.

Driver's license was missing,

but a whole bunch of credit
cards were still in her wallet.

Hey, don't worry about it.
I'm on it.

Oh. Hey.
(Callie) Hey.

Lauren, I want them lined up
all down the hallway, okay?
Okay.

What's up?

I just parked a body
in your morgue.

Woman with
the last name "Raines"

was shot outside
a convenience store.

"Raines dies during hurricane"?
[ telephone ringing ]

Yeah, and speaking
of the hurricane,

I was just wondering how you're...
Can you hold on a sec?

Doing.

Cargill.

Okay. Yeah.

Thanks.

Something wrong?

The hurricane's been upped
to a category-4.

4. That's like two 2s.

I told Jeff I'd go
and get him an hour ago

and bring him here, but --

I can get him.
You're on a case.

Yeah, just barely.

And with the hurricane,
you're up to it,

so, seriously, not a problem.

Thank you.
I would really appreciate it.

So helpful.

Not a problem.

No, Mr. Mayor,

I asked for a mandatory
evacuation of that sector,

and you made it voluntary.

[ Chuckles ]

Yeah, all due respect,
are you out of your mind?

Hey! No, no, no, no!

The holding cells are full.

Take them
to the conference room.

All overflow goes
to the conference room.

Daniel, I didn't think you'd make it
in on that scooter of yours.

Thanks for calling me in,
Director Manus.

I really appreciate it.

Yeah, well, you're welcome,

but you might want to hang on
to that appreciation.

We've got a long, very challenging

48 hours ahead of us.

Oh, believe me, I'd much rather
be here than my place.

I live in a one-room apartment
over a garage

that I'm not really sure
can stand up to these winds.

Well, in that case,
you're welcome.

What do you need me to do?

Well, there's no shortage
of phones to answer.

So pick a fire and put it out.

(Jeff)
There she is. Hey.

Hey.
Iggy? Really?

Someone thought
it was appropriate

to bring an iguana
into a hospital?

All right, look, I wasn't about to leave
Iggy during a hurricane, okay?

Which made a lot more sense before
we saw that look on your face.

Yeah, well, it's fine.

Just make sure
he doesn't get out.

How bad is it outside?

Yeah, it's not bad.
A little wind and rain.

Yeah, right. He, like, white-knuckled it
the whole way here.

Well, I thought it tore out
trees by the roots

and tore down buildings.

It hasn't hit landfall yet.

You'll know when it does.
Trust me.

Come on --
I'm gonna show you and Iggy

where you can
get out of the way.

I already know where to go.

Hey, remember that, um, woman

that you were telling me about
with the last name "Raines"?

Was her first name
Valerie?

Yeah. Why?

Well, a homeless woman came in

trying to use
her insurance card today.

Is that her?
Yeah.
[ coughing ]

And that is our hospital
insurance administrator.

Good luck with her.
She's a peach.

Detective Longworth?
Yeah.

Carol Watkins, hospital
insurance administrator.

Now, I believe that this woman
is a person of interest.

Is that how you say it?

That's what we call it.

Well, then,
here is the insurance card

and the driver's license
that she tried to use.

People are always trying to pull
a fast one on this hospital,

but they have to
get through me first

because I make sure everyone's
insurance is in order.

I've never been part
of a murder investigation.

You think she killed
the real Valerie Raines?

Excuse me.
Did you steal this card?

[ Coughs ] Yeah.
That dead lady.

[ Coughs ] Sorry.

I'm -- I'm just so sick.

Did you see anything
involved in the attack,

anyone hanging around?

No. [ coughs ] Dead.

[ Sniffles ]
She was dead.

That's all I saw.

Having that driver's license
and insurance card

makes her guilty
of something, right?

Yeah, of trying to treat a cough.

Do you know what? Treat her.
Send me the bill.

That is what county hospital
is for!

(Manus)
Yes, yes, I understand

you have people
pounding on your door.

But there's no way in hell

I can dispatch a unit
to the high-school gym

because you can't handle
the overflow.

You know what?
Here's a concept.

Put on a damn raincoat,
go outside,

and tell them yourself
there's no more cots.

[ Receiver slams ]
What?

Oh. Sorry.

I know this probably
isn't, uh, a good time.

Speak.

Apparently another body
was found shot.

Excellent.

[ Wind howling, siren wailing ]

Where's the crime scene?!

[ Howling continues ]

The limo!
The body's in the limo!

Go, go, go!

Great. Aah!

[ Door closes ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

This is not exactly
crime-scene protocol.

Yeah, it's not exactly
protocol weather out there.

I know this guy.
This is Dennis Peterson.

Okay.
You don't know Dennis Peterson?

I know he's dead.
Tweezers?

The motivational speaker,
self-help author?

You're into that kind of thing?

Who, me? No.
I don't need motivation.

I didn't say you did.

He's all into that positive
thinking, visualization thing.

Oh, yeah? Well, positive
thinking and visualization

didn't stop a bullet
from going through his head.

But this headrest did.

[ Grunts ]

What was the caliber of the bullet

that you pulled
out of Valerie Raines?

9-millimeter hollow point.

9-millimeter hollow point.

That's weird.

Two killings so close together

on exactly the same day
with the same weapon?

I may be a Chicago boy,
but, uh...

Do hurricanes normally trigger
spree killings?

If this is a spree killing,
we need to to connect them now.

Peterson lists his address
as New York.

Valerie Raines is a local,
so that ain't happening.

This guy had a speaking
engagement in town in two hours.

Well, that's not gonna happen,
either.

I'm gonna go talk
to the limo driver.

Good. I could use
some room in here.

How soon can you get me the ballistics report
on those two bullets?

Tuesday maybe, after the storm's blown through.
I need them today.

You do realize iris is
about to make landfall, right?

If those two bullets match,
we got a spree killing.

If we get a spree killing, that storm's
not gonna stop the killer.

My lab is in
the evacuation route.

There's no way I can
get back there right now.

On the positive side,
if they don't match,

we grab a six-pack and ride out
the storm in the hospital.

[ Sighs ]

Fine. How do you expect me
to do that without my equipment?

Through positive thinking
and visualization.

Excuse me, buddy.

[ Wind howling ]
Whoa! Are you crazy?!

Whoo!

Am I in custody?

Well, I don't know.
Should you be?

No.

What happened?

I picked up Mr. Peterson
from the Grand Hotel,

and I was taking him
to the airport.

What about his
speaking engagement?

I guess the hurricane
changed his mind about that.

So you stopped here.

Yeah, he wanted coffee.

I went in, and I grabbed him
a half-caf cappuccino,

I came out,
and I found him like that.

I spilled piping-hot coffee
all over myself.

I think I need medical attention.

Yeah, well, I just came
from the hospital.

I'd think twice about that
if I were you.

Mr. Peterson
was my favorite customer.

Good tipper, I'm guessing.

He always used our service,
and he always requested me.

Wow -- high praise
from the high priest

of pulling wool
over people's eyes, huh?

How often
did he come into town?

I don't know. Maybe three times
last month.

Huh.

[ Chuckles ]
Geez. Florida.

[ Wind howling ]

I'm sorry.
I'm closing in five minutes.

Can I get a small black, please?

A what?

Small coffee, black, to go?

Hey, did a, uh, guy
in a black suit

come in here
about an hour and a half ago,

ordered a half-caf cappuccino?

Yeah, sounds about right.

Did he seem nervous?

Not really, no.

Oh.
Here you go.

Uh, thank you.

Thank you.
Thanks.

Aah!

Whew!

It's really
coming down out there.

Yeah. Is this
your first hurricane?

Uh, does it get much worse?

Oh, man, you have no idea.

Oh. [ chuckles ]

[ Indistinct talking ]

What's going on?

We have to evacuate this wing.

Everyone has to be
on the lower two floors.

Were you assigned here?

Yeah, but I need to know --

do you have a spectrometer
in the hospital?

I got to do a bullet analysis,

and I can't make it back
to the substation.

(Man) Watch your back. Coming through.
Well, maybe, like, a really old one.

But can't it wait?

Unfortunately, no.

Uh, okay,
on the first-floor storage.

But can you grab a gurney?
We're shorthanded.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just grab a bed.
Everyone's got to go.

All right. [ sighs ]

(Carlos) Let's go.

[ Groans ]
What a commotion, huh?

How are they going to squeeze
everyone into two floors?

Keyword is "squeeze."

Uh, Evelyn, is it?

Uh.

I-I haven't seen you here before.

Yeah, I'm just here
because of the hurricane.

I'm the county medical examiner.

You mean like a coroner?

Yeah.
[ elevator bell dings ]

Oh.

Where are you taking me?

Just downstairs.

Am I going to die?
What?

Did someone tell you I'm dying?

No.

I want somebody else to push me!

Hi. Excuse me.
Hi. Bye-bye.

Can I help you?

I'm investigating the murder
of Dennis Peterson.

Murder?
Yeah, he was shot in the back of his limo.

My God. He just checked out
a few hours ago.

Did he seem concerned?
No.

He was positive and friendly,
like always.

Why was he in town
three times last month?

Speaking engagements.

Yeah, well, see,
I have his calendar.

He didn't have any speaking
engagements last month.

So you want to have a go
answering that one again?

This hotel endeavors to
protect its guests' privacy.

For the live ones, anyway.
Peterson's dead.

So I'm sure there's not
a premium on his privacy now,

especially if it helps me
catch his murderer.

You don't want to stand
in the way of that, do you?

All I know is that each
of those three times last month,

a doctor came to see him.

What, a house call?
Yes.

Why did Peterson need a doctor?
I don't know.

Well, do you know
doctor's name?

Don't know that, either.
Oh.

All I know is that Peterson
scheduled spa treatments

right after each
of those doctor visits.

Huh.

Thank you.

(Callie) Hey, I can't take
your call. Leave a message.
[ beep ]

Hey, Callie, call me
as soon as you get this message.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Callie?

Who's Callie?

Uh, any more information
on Valerie Raines?

Yeah, she worked as
a human-resource director

at a local medical-instrument
manufacturing company.

All right, well, I'm gonna need

a list of employees
and former employees.

Yeah, well, the company is
closed because of the hurricane,

and we're having trouble
tracking down that list.

Oh, and another thing --
I just spoke to Carlos,

and he confirmed
that the same gun

killed both Valerie Raines
and Dennis Peterson.

[ Wind howls ]

Sorry. What?!

You need to get your ass inside!

Yeah, I'm doing just that.
Good.

At the place where Peterson had
his last speaking engagement.

I need to find a link

between Valerie Raines
and Dennis Peterson.

And at least I know where Peterson
was gonna be in a few hours.

Detective? Jim?

[ Dance music plays
in distance ]

Bill Taylor?
Is that you?

No.

Really?

Wow. Um, the resemblance
is uncanny.

Uh, sorry.

Oh, you're here for the reunion?

Yeah, I just dropped in

to say hi to as many people
as possible.

It's probably hard to believe now,

but I was the Homecoming Queen
of our class, so...

It's not hard to believe at all.

Well, no wonder I was confused.

Bill was also a gigantic flirt.

I should be going before
the storm gets worse.

Have fun.

Bye.

Hey. Eddie?

Hey, man.
Hey, man.

Put this in coat check for me.

What am I, your valet now?
Gee, I can't believe it.

I'll see you inside.

All right, I'll see you
in there. Bye.

I'm just going to the bar.
Whoa.

Hey.

You need to get the nametag on.

Seriously?

You're telling me I need
to get one of those badges?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Bill?

Becky?

How you doing?!

Long time, no see.

[ Laughs ]

I am so glad
you could make it, Bill.

Yay!
[ laughing ] Hey!

Yeah, you know, I wouldn't
have missed it for the world.

Oh, well, the ballroom's
through that door.

Only the out-of-towners and true
partiers are sticking it out.

We're gonna have a blast!

[ Chuckles ]
Hey, uh...

Is Dennis Peterson
gonna make an appearance?

Yeah, right.

In this weather?
Not likely.

[ Groans ]
Eddie, you came back.

Roads are bad,
traffic was for shit.

How long were you gone?

What's it to you?

[ Groans ]
Always in fight mode.

Here -- at least
wear your name tag.

I'm not putting that thing on.

Then you can wait out the storm
in the lobby, mister. No name tag, no party.

Guess what our featured drink is.

Hurricanes?

Bingo!
[ laughs ]

Hey, uh,
why are you so certain

that Peterson won't show?

Why are you so interested?

Oh. Bill.

[ Rock music plays ]

Hi!

[ Cellphone rings ]

Yeah?
You called earlier?

Oh, we had another guy
who was murdered today.

Guy by the name
of Dennis Peterson.

What, the self-help guy?

Yeah, he had a doctor come to
his hotel three times last month.

I need to know if that doctor
came from your hospital

and, if he did,

what went on during those visits.

You know, if he's a patient,
that's privileged information.

Yeah, I know.
I'd get a warrant.

But I'm kind of in the middle
of a spree killing...
Hi. How are you?

...That's kind of
in the middle of a hurricane.

Mmm.

A spree killing?

Well, that's why Carlos
was so distracted today.

Believe me -- I wouldn't ask
if there was any other way.

Look, how about this?

If it looks like something
you should tell me,

then tell me.

If not, his privileged
information stays privileged.

[ Beep ]

Let me think about that,
and I have to get this.

Sure.

(Operator) Reverse-charge call
from Raiford Prison.

Yes, I'll accept the charges.

Hey, baby.

Ray.

Heard you guys are having
some weather out there.

Yeah, well,
it's not that bad yet.

You guys at the hospital?

Yeah.

Jeff with you?

Yeah, he is.

We, um, we boarded up the house
and battened down the hatches.

Hey, I'm not worried
about the house.

I just want to make sure that
my baby and my boy are safe.

We're fine.

It's good to hear your voice.

Yeah.

You know what, Ray?
I'm sorry. I'm just --

I'm really busy here.

It's all right.

Can I talk to the little man?

Yeah, he's right here.

Jeff.
Yeah.

It's your dad.

Oh, hey, dad.

Hey, buddy.

How you doing?

Yeah, everything's
all right so far.

[ Up-tempo dance music plays ]

Bill Taylor!

Nicole Gelber.
How you doing?

You don't have to pretend
that you remember me.

I remember you.
Oh, yeah?

I had an eensy-weensy,
little crush on you.

[ Growls ]
You want to dance?

Oh, hell yeah.

But, you know, uh,

I'm just gonna say hello
to a friend first.

Okay, then, before the night is out.

Oh, you pick a song, girl.

You got it.

Mm.

Uh! Jason?!

[ Chuckles ]

Bill.
Bill Taylor.

Yeah, what was the name
of that, uh, teacher?

Mr. Miller.

Mr. Miller.
[ chuckles ] God.

I'm sorry.

I-I'm usually pretty good
at putting names to faces.

You're a doctor?

Oh, yeah, yeah, doctor.

I always had you pegged
for a doctor, or physicist.

You know you were always
the smartest guy in the class.

[ Laughs ]

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

You used to sit in the back
of the class.

So Miller wouldn't call on me.

[ Laughs ]
Yeah, that's right! Yeah!

Yeah, hey, you were
in the Chess Club, right,

with, uh, Dennis...

Uh, Dennis, uh, Peterson.

Peterson. Yeah.
Yeah.

Yeah. You guys
still keep in touch?

Oh, we drifted apart
after High School.

Oh. Yeah, I wonder why
he didn't show up, huh?

I'm sure he would've
wanted to, huh?

Uh-huh. Why?

To see how all his conquests
look after 20 years.

Conquests?

Oh, he nailed every hottie
in High School.

I mean, he had a silver tongue,
even back then, you know?

It's no wonder

he's made millions
as a motivational speaker.

Hell yeah.

[ Cellphone rings ]
Oh.

Ah. Got to take this.
Oh.

Good talking to you.
Yeah, you too.

Yeah?

(Manus)
A third body was found

earlier today in St. Pete.

And given the hurricane,
they were a little slow

with getting me the information.

Who was the Vic?

A bank loan officer

by the name of
Charles Kendrick, 52.

Ballistics say that he was shot
with the same gun

that killed the other
two victims earlier today.

Time of death
puts him as first kill.

Where are you?

Palm Glade Class of 1990 reunion.

The other two victims were
supposed to be here today.

Uh-huh, well, Kendrick
was 52 and from Georgia,

so he doesn't appear to have
any ties to your reunion.

Yeah, not yet, anyway --
like you said,

the first victim
was killed 70 miles away.

The other two,
Raines and Peterson,

were supposed to be here
at this reunion.

I mean, this guy is killing
in a freakin' hurricane.

I need to find out how those two
were targeted by the same killer

and why, if we got any chance
of stopping this spree.

Okay, well,
how are you gonna get

these people to open up to you?

I'm not. Bill is.

Who the hell is Bill?

I have no idea.

I got to go.

[ Sighs ]

Can I help you with something?

Smelled smoke.
Looking for the fire.

What are you, some kind
of Fire Marshal?

When did you take up smoking?

What's it to you?

You were on the
football team, right?

I was
the football team.

[ Chuckles ]
That's funny.

Yeah, no, that's
what confuses me.

You know, a lot of former
athletes don't take up smoking.

I mean, alcohol, maybe.

A little wife-beating
on the side, no?

But smoking?

Unless of course for some reason

their lives have turned to shit

and have lost the reason to live,

that one really throws me.

So, what are you doing now?

Why is it reunions
are all about what you do?

"What do you drive?"
"How big's your house?"

"How much do you make?"

Well, 'cause if you'd made
something of yourself,

you want to rub it in the face

of people that you used
to care about,

people like Dennis Peterson
and Valerie Raines.

I deliver bottled water
to rich, lazy asswipes

too good to drink from the tap.

And I don't care who knows it.

Well, that is noble.

You know the party's
upstairs, right?

I mean, we didn't really know
each other well back then,

but why'd you come if you didn't
intend to have fun with us?

Maybe I just wanted to see
what gigantic jackasses

everybody turned out to be.

How are you doing, Evelyn?

Ohh.
Embarrassed beyond belief.

When I fell and cracked my hip,

my mind must have cracked, too.

[ Chuckles ]
Your mind is fine.

At my age, I should be throwing
caution to the wind.

Instead, I get delusional

about doctors pulling the plug
on me for bed space.

That's the death panel,

and it hasn't been
commissioned yet.

And no one is pulling the plug
on you on my watch.

You missed your calling.

What do you mean?

Medical Examiner?

Mm-hmm.

It's noble...

And someone's got to do it.

But with your bedside manner...

The living could really use
a guy like you.

[ Chuckles ]

You know, maybe if
all my patients were like you,

I might have taken
a different career path.

You remind me of my husband.

He had a gruff exterior, too,

but inside, he was a very kind man.

He'd do anything for me.

I was a very lucky woman.

You know what, Evelyn?

He was a very lucky man.

Evelyn?

[ Groans ]
Evelyn?

Evelyn?

Uh, code. Code -- code --
c-coding!

Patient here!

I need a bag-mask tube and a ventilator.
Got it.

Come on, you remember this.

Evelyn, I'm doing my best.
Now you do yours. Come on.

[ Beeping ]

[ Flatline ]

All right, it's in.

In? Okay.
Got it.

All right.

Got it?

[ Flatline continues ]

Okay.

Okay.

[ Beeping ]
She's back.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Breathes deeply ]

Give me the ventilator.

Ventilator.

All right.
[ breathes deeply ]

Good work, doctor.

You're kidding me.

When does the backup generator
kick in?

That was the backup generator.
Great.

Okay, you got this?
Yeah.

Do you got this?
Yeah.

I'll be right back.
Wait -- wait, Carlos. Where are you going?

Just keep going, keep going.
Carlos?

Don't worry about it. Just --
just keep going! Keep going!

It's gonna be okay.

Go, go, go! Come on!
I need that ready to roll!

Excuse me.
UN-freakin'-believable!

All right, I need those
evacuation routes posted!

I need the purification systems
loaded and ready to go in 10!

What the hell are you waiting for?!

What?!

Hi.

No!

I-I'm Carlos Sanchez,

Chief Medical Examiner
with the FDLE.

Someone die?

A lot of people will unless I can get a generator.
Excuse me?

Palm Glade's Hospital's
backup generators went out.

I understand you have four.
I'm here to requisition one.

I haven't got one to spare.

You have four.

Those generators are already
loaded on trucks

and are designated for spots
in Miami and Fort Lauderdale.

Those trucks are gonna roll
as soon as the winds die down.

Are you kidding me?
Listen, I'll call around

and see if I can find you one.

But I'm not making any promises.

[ Cellphone beeping ]

Time to earn your intern stripes.

Don't you have a hurricane
to worry about?

I have two
state of the emergencies,

and you're smack dab
in the middle of one of them.

♪ Don't worry ♪

Wait, I-is that Bobby McFerrin?

Yeah, irony,
because of the hurricane.

No, no, no, no.

You have a very dangerous
armed man on the loose.

Don't be happy. Worry.

After you've been shot in the ass,
you never let your guard down.

I'm all over it.

Yeah, it turns out Peterson was
quite the silver-tongued devil.

Reunions make people reflect.

Maybe someone reflected
on the girl that got away.

Maybe that someone
blamed Peterson.

Listen to me. The shooter
already killed three.

Don't become number four.

Are you ordering me
not to get shot?

Look, this guy will not
hesitate to shoot you.

Yes...

I'm ordering you not to get shot.

♪ ...No place to lay your head ♪

Sir?

I'm still trying to track down
another generator.

Listen, I know
you're doing your best.

And I know what it feels like

to be pulled in a lot of directions,

people making outrageous demands.

You have no idea.

No, actually, I do.
More than you know.

You see, I work with this guy
in homicide.

He acts like the world
revolves around him.

[ Clang ]

Drove his last partner
to cut off his wife's head.

Seriously?
Yeah.

Actually, I pulled
the wife's jawbone

out of the gator's stomach.

Get out.

Yeah, partially digested.

They have a very slow
metabolism.

Then what happened?

We caught the guy.
He's in jail. Got to go.

Smooth move!

This is so cool!

I've never stolen anything before.

It's not stealing.
It's requisitioning.

Who authorized us to do this?

A category-4 hurricane.

♪ Caught up in the moment ♪

Bill?

Hey...

Stephanie.
Hang on.

Ohh. Ah.

Thank you.

[ Drunkenly ]
Geez, man, come on.

Oh, hey, sorry.
You know. Women. Huh.
Bill?

Yeah.

You're not Billy.

This guy thinks he's Billy.

What the hell's going on?
I know Bill.

He's my friend.
He e-mailed me.

He couldn't make it.
You are not Billy.

Who the hell are you?

Well, yeah, I'm not Bill Taylor.

But, you know what?
Look down.

I need to talk to you.

Okay.

Lead on.

In here.

Okay, what's your problem?

Dennis Peterson was killed today,

along with Valerie Raines

and a loan officer from St. Pete.

What?

Star quarterback and cheerleader.

You and Becky made
a lovely couple...

That is, until Peterson
moved in.

Yeah, and I dumped Becky.

Yeah. Regrets?

I was the star quarterback.

I could have had any girl I wanted.

Yeah, that was then.
This is now.

What, Becky the one
that got away?

No.

Peterson had sex
with your girlfriend

and then went on to achieve
a great many things,

like being one of those
"rich, lazy asswipes

who gets their water
delivered to them by losers.

I'm no loser, pal.
After you came back from the hotel,

all three victims were already dead.

You had time to kill them all.

But I didn't.

I was going home,
the roads were jammed.

Or you were trying
to establish an alibi.

I didn't kill anybody.
This is the guy.

Okay,
once the weather breaks,

an FHP unit will be here
to pick you up.

Don't let him smoke.
You're arresting me?

Well, we're not
escorting you home!

Oh, man.

What did you do?!

I got us a generator.

FEMA called.
They said you stole it?!

Requisitioned it.

I did not authorize this.
Who cares?!

Plugging this generator in
puts this hospital at risk

for criminal penalties and fines.

I could be an accessory
after the fact!

If I don't plug it in,
people are gonna die!

I will not let you
put this hospital at risk!

And the people inside?
Huh?

You're okay
putting them at risk?

Get out of my way.

Now.

[ Breathes deeply ]

That was awesome.

Yeah, it was.

[ All cheering ]

[ Up-tempo dance music plays ]

[ Slow music plays ]
You...Owe me a dance.

Uh, yes, I do.

Ha ha!
I knew you weren't Bill.

Why'd you keep my secret?

Because you were cute

and I wanted a dance.

And, you know, High School
wasn't all that fun,

so I thought I'd spice it up a bit.

Hey, can I ask you a question?

Yeah.

Did Dennis Peterson
and Valerie Raines

have anything to do with
each other in High School?

No.
Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.
Valerie was not pretty.

And Dennis was always out
chasing hot chicks.

Yeah, is that fact or fiction?

That is a fact.

He could have any girl he wanted
in High School.

Even the Homecoming Queen?

Actually, no,
not the Homecoming Queen.

Any girl but Tanya Owens.

Come with me.

You see, Tommy and Tanya

were together since sophomore
year in High School.

Yeah, but Dennis didn't worry
about relationships.

Look at Eddie and Becky.

Yeah, but Eddie and Becky
weren't that serious.

Tommy and Tanya --
they were a thing.

And, you know, Dennis --
he was not the marrying type.

And Tommy was?

They were married right out of High School.
They had a baby.

How are they going?

Oh, I heard they hit
some hard times.

Tommy had some medical issues.
He lost his job.

And I think
they're headed for divorce.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Yeah?

What I'm about to tell you

is confidential
doctor/patient information.

Thank you.

Okay.

(Callie) And only because you're
dealing with a spree killing,

which qualifies as an imminent threat,

am I disclosing this information.

Dennis Peterson
was donating bone marrow

to a 20-year-old boy.

And his connection to the boy?

It's his illegitimate son.

The boy's last name
wasn't Owens, was it?

How'd you know that?

'Cause his father Tommy's
the shooter.

[ Groans ] Mm.

[ Sighs ]

My patients don't
usually open their eyes

after I've done my work.

[ Chuckles ]

They don't know
what they're missing.

You feeling all right?

I'm fine. Mm-hmm.

But you deprived the hospital

of an empty bed.

I told you --
not on my watch.

Mm-hmm.

[ Sighs ]

It's okay.

Your confidential hospital
informant played a crucial role.

Come on. Let's go.
One, two, three. Go, go, go!

Thank that person for me.

Tommy Owens was recently laid
off where Valerie Raines works.

Let's go. Come on.

He also was turned down
for a loan

at the bank where
the loan officer was killed.

Any medical issues?
[ car door cs ]

Yeah, he suffers
from bipolar disorder.

He was getting electroconvulsive
therapy treatment

and medication.

But his insurance ran out
when he lost his job.

(Jim) Finding out his son
wasn't his biological son,

losing his job,
getting a divorce,

being turned down for a loan.

Yeah, it was too much to handle
all at once.

Yeah, perfect storm
of emotional blows.

(Manus) Yep, and now
we've got to stop him.

Well, in a killing spree,
usually the last victim

is the person that
the shooter perceives

is letting them down the most.

Yeah, well, learning 20 years later

that Tanya Owens gave birth
to another man's son --

I think that would probably
qualify her for that honor.

Yeah.
You called her already?

I'm putting together
S.W.A.T. teams to send

both to Tanya's house
and Tommy Owens' apartment.

I'm heading there now.

Uh, Tommy Owens' medical file.

Oh, thank you.

I'm thinking the ex
is the last victim.

Want to head over there
and try and stop it.

You really think she's the last?

You're so not listening
to me.

Okay. Bye.

Wait, what? Sorry?
Uh, thank you.

Be careful.

Yeah.

[ Dog barking in distance ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Clattering ]

What's that noise?

(Tommy) Remember me?

What are you doing here?

I asked you a question.

Yes.

You're Mr. Owens.
What do you want?

There.

What do you want?
What do you want?

Nothing. I just came here
to kill you, that's all.

No, no, no. Oh, no, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait!

Please, please, please.
I'll do anything. No, please.

Too late.
Oh, please, please, please.

I'm begging you.
It's not too late! Please!

Say again?
Please, I'm begging you. I'll do anything.

No, please!
Oh, now you're begging me?

No! Please don't kill me! Please!
It's too late!

No, no!
Please, please don't kill me!

[ Tapping ]

Hey. Wow.
She really let you down, huh?

I'm unarmed. Look.

I got nothing, see?

Unarmed.

I mean, they all let you down,
didn't they?

Valerie Raines fired you.

Charles Kendrick
wouldn't give you a loan.

Worst of all, Dennis Peterson

had sex with
your childhood sweetheart.

You've been raising the child as your own,
not knowing the truth.

But you were dealing with it,
or trying to,

until Carol cut off your lifeline --

the meds that were helping you
keep it all in perspective.

Yeah, oh, you were right,
by the way.

The storm got a lot worse.

And that's gonna end today!

Hey, hey, hey!
I understand.

I understand you want to kill Carol.

My own partner just about did it
two hours ago.

I mean, she is the worst
of the worst.

Typical bureaucrat
from the party of "no."

She lives to say "no," you know?
You need help? "No."

Need medication
to keep you sane,

keep the demons
from your door?

"No."

What she doesn't understand

is that saying "no"
doesn't make her important.

It just makes her
a pain in the ass.

In fact, you know what?
Seriously, shoot her.

I don't care.
One for every "no."

Hope you've got a full magazine.
Yeah.

Or, Tommy, you can have this.

It's your medication, right?

Medication that
you couldn't get anymore

'cause your insurance ran out.

Here, I want you to have it.

Ugh!
[ gunshot ]

That's it, Tommy.

It's over.

[ Sobbing ]

[ Police radio chatter ]

[ Manus sighs ]

You gave me
a damn heart attack.

What? I was just following orders.

[ Sighs ]
I didn't get shot, did I?

Yeah, this time.

Excuse me, Detective. I just
wanted to say thank you.

Oh, you're welcome.

My goodness,
you were convincing.

I actually thought you wanted
that man to shoot me.

I mean, you weren't really
going to let him shoot me.

You know what?

You should think about
how you treat people.

Is there a Hernandez family
on this block?

No, they're a couple of blocks over.

There's mail in here.

Oh, I'll take it to them!

I'm gonna check up
on Kyle and Rickie,

see how they made it
through the hurricane!

Okay, but come right back!
I will!

Wow. I thought it was
just Carlos being Carlos.

Things actually do fly in
from all over the place, huh?

Yeah, things could travel
from miles away

just to end up in my front yard.

Yeah.
I know how that feels.

Ray called.

He wanted to see how we were
doing during the storm.

Oh, that was nice of him.

You, uh --

you guys talk about much
on the phone?

Oh, I just got off really quickly.

He only has a few minutes,

and I wanted him
to talk to Jeff, so...

Right.

This looks like a two-person job.

I'll take the heavy end,
you take the light end.

Uh, which one's
the lighter end?

Oh, that one.
This one?

No, that's the lighter end.

[ Scoffs ] You think?

Oh, you're trying to get out
of hauling the heavier end.

H-hey -- hey, you know what?
Be my guest.

Great. I will.
Please.

The lighter end.

Right. I'll go to the heavy end.

Here, ready?
Uh-huh.

One, two, three!
One, two, three!

[ Grunting ] Okay.
Oh!

Wow.

I was wrong.

That must be embarrassing.

It's a little embarrassing.

You want to -- I'll -- could we --
thank you.

Why don't you take the heavy end?
Okay.

Here, ready?
Watch your back.

I'm watching my back.
You just watch your back.

Oh, I'm always
watching my back.

[ Grunts ]
Use your legs.

You have a lot of advice

for someone who's never
picked up after a hurricane.

Yeah, I know --
can you imagine

how obnoxious I'm gonna be after
I live through a few of these?

[ Both laugh ]

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