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d There's only one place
that I wanna be d

d with a beach umbrella

d and my toes
buried deep in the sand d

d little string bikinis
walking by on parade d

d beachfront seats,
man, I've got it made d

d the only work I'm doing
is working on an awesome tan d

Everybody get out!

Hey!
Get out of the water!

Out of the water!

Everybody out now!

Get out of the water now!

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What do you think?

Way too many clothes
for the shower.

But I can fix that.
No, no.

I just finished
my hair and makeup!

I know. It looks great.

You've got a lot to learn
about the ladies, Mr. Man.

Well, why don't you
come and learn me?

I would if I didn't have to be
at the bank in half an hour.

Is everything okay?
Yeah.

I was disappointed that I didn't
get the job at port St. Lucie,

but I figure if I can't
get a job as a nurse,

then I can take out a loan

and go back to med school
full time.

Whoa! Look at you.
That's great.

Yeah, I started to think
maybe not finding a job

means that I should go for
what I really want.

Okay.

Which means a rain check

on messing up the hair
and the makeup.

Oh.
And wouldn't you know it.

Forecast calls for rain
with a chance of -- Carlos.

She looks like
one of the mermaids

from the Weeki Wachee shows.

The Weeki What-chee?

The mermaid shows
at Weeki Wachee Springs

have been a tradition in Florida
since the 1940s.

Well, obviously hasn't got
any I.D. on her.

Maybe she's from
this Weeki Whatchamacallit show.

Weeki Wachee's not the only show
in town, my friend.

Marisol and I just saw a mermaid
group at our country club.

They're at all the big resorts
and upscale hotels.

Well, with all these
legless women floating around,

someone's got to be
making these tails.

That's a good point.

I'll bet most of these costumes
are custom-made.

Oh, I'll get Daniel onto it,

see if we can't
put a name to the fin.

That's a lot of legwork
for an accidental drowning.

I'm not sure why we're here.

Uh, accidental, Carlos?

You don't put on a tail like
that and not know how to use it.

Look at her tris.
She's a swimmer.

Swimmers drown all the time.

So do divers, surfers.

That's the risk you take
of being in the water.

Look. The whole section of scale
has been scraped off.

The tail probably got caught
on something.

Well, what about her hands?

Oh, that's a $40 manicure
at least.

What? I live
in a house full of women.

Yes. Yes, you do. Exactly.

Well, she's got
two broken fingernails.

Maybe she fought
with the killer.

Or she hit something
in the water.

Yeah, like the person
holding her down.

And now, Carlos,

I think you'll agree
that she had some help.

No one saw
a mermaid being drowned.

Well, taking into consideration
the degree of bloating

and the wrinkles from her "washerwoman
effects" on her hands, I'd say

the body's probably been
in the water about six hours.

So, she was killed between
1:00 and 4:00 this morning?

Well, in order to find out
how she got here,

I need to find out
where she came from.

I got Daniel to check the tides
and currents from last night.

What the --

How long have you been there?

Tides and currents --
I'm on it.

Sorry. She just...
looked so...real.

You see?
He doesn't get it.

The mythical lure
of the enchanting mermaid?

Enticing mere mortal men

to abandon their ships
and their senses

for the carnal pleasures that
lie within her watery embrace.

Well, that just sounds like a flowery
way of saying mermaids drown sailors.

It's true -- most mermaid tales
don't end well.

Still, you should see
a real mermaid show.

I've been to all the big ones --
merbabes, the aquadolls,

and, of course,
chicks of the sea.

And between
you two mer-maniacs,

we still don't know
who this woman is.

Oh, we know. I tracked down
her tail, like you asked.

It was custom-made --
cost $10,000.

Whew.
That's a lot of clams.

It was made
for Cassandra Hudson --

delivered
to her apartment here.

Well, let's see how
the other half of her lived.

The landlord said
Cassandra's name

is the only one on the lease,
but she does have a roommate --

her younger sister.
Brooke Hudson?

Little sis gets the catalogs,
big sis gets the bills.

Cassandra was drowned,
so there's no murder weapon.

Guess I'm not exactly sure
what we're looking for.

Great minds, Daniel.
Neither do I.

This looks like something --
electricity bill.

That's pretty low for Florida.

They have air-conditioning.
Doesn't look like they use it.

Maybe they don't
spend a lot of time at home.

Cassandra seemed busy.

She volunteered
for save the manatees,

donate to dolphins.

Four years in a row --
instructor of the year.

Made her parents proud.

And her friends.

That looks like a mermaid show.

"Sirens of the Seas."
You know that one?

Uh, they're not
one of the bigger acts.

I've never seen them perform.

And this might be her merman.

Captain of the Tampa tech
water polo team.

Here he is again,
with Cassandra

and the synchronized swim club
in 2005.

He traded in his captain's
jacket for a manager t-shirt?

Speedos or bikinis?
Bikinis win.

Yeah, well,
when you put it that way...

Let's contact Tampa tech,
get some records on this guy,

see who Aquaman is and if
he's still in the picture.

Looks like he is.

Here he is on the "Sirens
of the Sea" wall calendar.

Good girl, Cassandra. She wrote
down all her appointments.

Sirens performed last night.

And they're rehearsing
right now.

That's what
we were looking for.

5, 6, 7, 8!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 --

Stop!

What the hell was that?!

You look like
out there, sirens.

How about we do it right
and stop wasting my time?

I think you're great.

Good work, sirens.
Nice. Looking good.

Hey, jackass,
this is a closed practice.

Oh, well, uh, not anymore.
I just opened it.

Detective Longworth.
And you are?

Uh...Jay -- Nelson.

Is there a problem, sir?

Well, that depends.

Where were you from 1:00
till 4:00 A.M. last night?

Home -- asleep.
Why?

What about before that?

Before that?
Um...

I was
at Daryl McMillan�s house.

Daryl McMillan --
De Mac.

You know, the music guy

with the song from
the one-hit-wonder boy band.

"Boom, Bam, Bounce."

Oh, right --
"Boom, Bam, Bounce."

Oh, I hated that song.

Yeah.

What were you doing there?

This.
I'm the team manager.

Daryl's putting
the financing together

for a show
featuring the sirens.

All this week, he's hosting
parties for potential investors.

So this show is gonna be like
the Weeki Wachee mermaid shows?

Weeki Wachee?
No, I don't think so.

Ever heard of Cirque du Soleil?
A little show called "O"?

What the sirens are doing will blow
those water rats right out of the pool.

Must be hard to rehearse
when you're missing a siren.

We're missing two.

Cassandra and who else?

Brooke.

Cassandra's sister was a siren?

Yeah.

In fact, the whole idea
for this show is...hers.

What's going on?
Where are they?

Oh, I can tell you where
Cassandra is -- the morgue.

She was murdered last night.

What?

No.

That can't be.
I just...

What about Brooke?
Where is she?

I was hoping you could tell me.

Why?
What did Brooke do?

Is she a suspect?

Is she?

Well, she is now.

Brooke Hudson is in the wind.
I'll get out a BOLO.

Cassandra was killed
12 hours ago.

Brooke could be anywhere
by now.

Well, what about her family?

They're out of state --
they haven't been notified yet

since Brooke is
the closest next of kin.

So, now they need
a notification

and a squad car
outside their door

in case Brooke shows up.

Yeah, uh, let's have Daniel

pull Brooke's
driver's license photo.

That's a good idea --
get her face on a flier,

pass it around
the neighborhood.

Go.
I'll get this moving.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

Oh, you're not interrupting.

Weren't you just
talking to Manus about a case?

Okay, you're interrupting.

I can't get a loan --
I went to three banks,

and they all turned me down
because I don't have a job.

But I can't find a job,
which is why I wanted

to go back to med school
full time.

Okay. It's okay.
We'll figure something out.

Everything we've tried
hasn't worked.

I don't know
what to do anymore.

Why not just take a break?

And do...?

Nothing. That's what
"take a break" means.

Ever since the hospital closed,

everything in my life
is going wrong.

Okay, not everything.

Look, I know you're upset.

And I know
what you're gonna say --

"Relax. Take a deep breath.
Be patient.

"This is just a little hiccup

"and that you deserve
some time off

"because you've been
pushing yourself so hard

with the job and Jeff
and your divorce and school."

And maybe you're right.

But...? I thought
I heard a "but" in there.

No "but."
You're right.

I'll take a break.

Yeah.

It's okay, Daniel.

Did you make up those fliers
with Brooke's photo?

We don't need them.

Brooke is here --
in the tank.

The drunk tank?

Detective's
here to talk to you.

Come on. Let's go.

Look, I know you want
to talk to me about my sister,

but I really...

I just -- I can't --
I can't do this right now.

Rough night, huh?

The roughest.

And could really use a swim
right about now.

That's just what
Cassandra and I would do

when we needed to feel better.

Now I have to call my parents.

Uh, they've been notified.

So, you want to tell me
what happened?

I don't remember.

That's your story?

No, it's not a story.
It's the truth.

How'd you get those marks
on your arms? Truthfully.

Did you get those bruises
maybe fighting with Cassandra?

No -- I got these
from the cops

who dragged me in here
last night.

Oh. So you do
remember something?

Good. Where were you
last night?

Are you kidding right now?

Well, the cops didn't
bring you in till 3:00 A.M.

I was at Daryl McMillan�s house
for an investor party.

He wanted to show off
the costumes

that would be in the show.

Oh, you mean
the $10,000 mermaid tail

that Cassandra was gonna wear?

Oh, it was actually $20,000.

And Cassandra's tail wasn't
the only thing on display.

After we performed
in Daryl's pool,

he insisted
that we stick around

and have drinks
with potential investors.

Well, obviously,

checkbooks weren't
the only things getting loose.

Okay. Uh, here. Let me lob
a couple easy ones at you.

What time did you leave,
and who did you leave with?

My sister was just murdered,

and you are asking me
for an alibi?

Or the name
of your designated driver.

D.U.I., murder rap --
your choice.

Okay, I...

I did take Cassandra's car.

And where is that car now?

I don't know.
Honestly, I really don't.

Look, I know
what people think about me,

but I loved my sister.

Okay, hold that lie.

Yeah, Carlos.

All right.
I'll be right there.

Uh, you were saying
about how you didn't kill your sister?

How could I?

She was alive
when I left Daryl's party,

and I have been locked up
in here all night.

All right, well,
now that you're out,

make sure you don't disappear --
like Cassandra's car.

O-kay. That's not Cassandra.
That's --

What is that?

You'll never guess what Carlos
found hiding inside her tail.

My patience?

Yeah, it was right next to
your sense of humor.

You're welcome.
It's an octopus.

They don't have skeletons, so
they can squeeze into anything.

And they like to hide
in dark places,

like inside
Cassandra's mermaid tail.

Nice work if you can get it.

But unless he can tell me
who drowned Cassandra,

he's just a side of Sushi.

Oh, you don't want to eat that.

His leg has been injected
with a color tattoo tag.

Which means
he's one of many octopuses

in some kind
of scientific experiment.

It's likely their movements
are being tracked

and we can find out
exactly where this one has been.

And that's
how I'm gonna figure out

exactly where
Cassandra's body was dumped.

Wait -- what do you mean
"dumped"?

Well, no one saw her
being drowned

because she didn't drown
in the ocean.

Cassandra's blood composition
is more consistent

with somebody
who drowned in fresh water.

Like a lake?
Yes.

Except, after analyzing
her stomach contents,

I found chlorine.

So, whoever drowned Cassandra
had access to a pool, a car,

and I'm guessing
a lot of alcohol.

Her sister Brooke.

Brooke lied about how
she got these bruises on her arms.

The uniform that brought her in found
her passed out on the sidewalk --

definitely not fighting back.
Well, not with them anyway.

This uniform
didn't happen to notice

Cassandra's blue Taurus nearby?

We went back to the location
to check.

Cassandra's car isn't there.

Well, the killer
needed to use some vehicle

to move the body
from the pool to the ocean.

And Brooke admitted
she took the car?

So much for sisterly love.

Well, Brooke was as bad
as Cassandra was good.

Brooke's car was confiscated
during a previous D.U.I.

She's had multiple citings
for public intoxication

and three years of juvi
under her belt.

So, this is Cassandra's phone
records and the financials.

This is Brooke's? Mm-hmm.
It's a tale of two sisters.

Cassandra had some money
socked away.

Brooke didn't have two nickels
to rub together.

Cassandra had perfect credit.
Brooke's credit is nonexistent.

Probably why she was forced
to live with her sister.

Cassandra called her parents
almost every day.

Brooke hardly ever.

Except on the night
Cassandra died.

Brooke called her parents.

And at midnight,

Brooke called Cassandra
five times in five minutes.

Hm. I wonder why.

Let's get Brooke back in here and
find out what that was all about.

I want to see
what this was all about first.

Cassandra made
lots of late-night calls

to Daryl in this last month.

But three months ago,
it was Brooke

that was making calls to Daryl
in the wee hours of the morning.

Well, they don't call him
Mr. "Boom, Bam, Bounce" for nothing.

Sounds like the sisters
were interested in the same man.

Well, now I'm interested
in him, too.

Morning.

Morning.

Excuse the mess.
We had a party last night.

We got it in.

Yeah, and I heard you got
two more investor events

to host this week.

Have to.

This is like trying
to finance the biggest, baddest,

most crazy-ass, spectacular
Broadway musical -- on water.

We talking about
"Phantom of the Opera" on water.

"Le mis" -- on water.

"Cats" -- on water.

"Cats" on water?

Yeah, you might want
to rethink that one.

But I get your point --
costs a lot of money.

Let me get that
out of your way.

Ho! Great pool.

And a great view
of the intercoastal.

What is that --
a 40-foot cruiser?

More like a damn houseboat
these days.

Haven't been able to move it
in three weeks.

You believe that?

Talking about "Engine's
in dry dock, missing a part."

Let me shut up.

My high-class problems, right?
Yeah.

Lord knows, I was lucky.

Made all my money
in the music biz

when you could still make
your money in the music biz.

Right, yeah --
"Boom, Bam, Bounce."

Yeah.

Yeah, well,
with that kind of success,

you can have
anything you want, huh?

Or anyone. Like, uh...
Like Cassandra, maybe?

Nah. Me and her
were strictly business.

But there were plenty
who wanted to hit that.

Like Jay Nelson?
Oh, no doubt.

Everybody knew my man Jay was carrying
a torch for her since college.

Damn.

I can't believe she's gone.

Who would do that to Cassie?

Sorry.

No, take your time.

It's just, Cassandra was
the total package.

You know, she was beautiful,
talented.

Girl had a head for business.

She was the business manager
for the sirens.

She could do graphic design,
marketing -- all that.

It was her idea to take
the sirens to the next level

by doing this show.

Oh, so you're gonna lose
a lot of money

unless you find a replacement
for Cassandra?

Like your old buddy Brooke,
maybe?

Drunky? Hell no.

She's a hot mess.

Girl causes nothing
but damn trouble.

What kind of trouble?

Last night, she drove off
in Cassandra's car.

Everybody knew Cassandra's
whole life was in that car.

She couldn't function
without it.

So she took Cassandra's car
just to get back at her?

Left her sister stranded.

Jay gave Cassandra a ride home
in his car.

So, Jay may have been the last
person to see her alive.

Now, depending on what
the European market is doing --

Hey!

Mom, what are you doing?

I don't know.
What do you want to do?

Uh, I'm going to my room, so...

Uh, well, wait.
Um, how was school?

Fine.

How were your classes?

They're good.

What's going on
with your friends?

Nothing.

Bored?

Yeah,
with the one-word sentences.

Wait, Jeff.

What?!

Let me just enjoy
spending some time with my son.

Without the eye-rolling,
please.

It's a small sacrifice
to make for your mom.

Fine. Okay?

Enjoy me.

Thank you.

And remember --
we're playing Yahtzee tonight.

Mom,
you've got to get a --

No, don't say "Get a life,"
because I had a life --

a really good one --
and I will again.

Now...go to your room
and finish your homework

so we can start having fun.

Okay.

Oh, my God.

Detective, you have a minute?

Not really. Did you get
Jay's records from Tampa tech?

Not yet, but the school's
sending over all his files.

I need what kind of car
Jay drives, too.

Oh, and see
whatever you can get me

on Daryl McMillan�s finances.

What happened to the octopus?

You had him less than a day,
and he's already dead?

H-he's at the marine life
institute, being checked out.

So you found the teuthologist
that tagged him?

Yeah, and I also figured out where the
killer dumped Cassandra's body from.

Okay, next time,
lead with that.

It turns out that octopus
is one of 13 juvenile octopuses

living on the pylons
at the 14th street causeway.

You checked the tides
and currents from last night?

Yeah, and I figured out
that Cassandra's body

had to be dropped into the bay
in this area here,

in order to pass by the octopus
settlement on the causeway

before the tides pulled the body
out into the ocean.

A road runs right next to
that part of the bay.

It's only a short drive
from there to Daryl's house.

Well, that makes sense.

Cassandra's killer drowned her
in Daryl's pool.

And put her in the mermaid's
tail that was on display

in Daryl's house to make it
look like an accident.

Drove from Daryl's house,
dumped her in the bay.

Daryl's house, Daryl's pool --
instead of a car,

the body could have been dumped
by Daryl's boat.

Detective Longworth
had me confirm

that Daryl's cruiser engine
has been in dry dock.

What about the wet dock?

Maybe Daryl just rolled the body
right off his deck.

Ah, except
instead of six hours,

it would have taken
a couple weeks

for the tides and currents
to carry Cassandra's body

from the bay
out into the ocean.

And Daryl
doesn't have a motive.

He's the one person that needed
Cassandra to stay alive.

Well, Daryl may not have
a motive,

but jilted Jay
and jealous Brooke do.

But we still don't have
enough evidence

to bring either of them in.

But we do know where
both of them will be tonight.

Hey. Keep looking like that,
we'll both go blind.

Huh?

Oh. Thanks.

Enjoying yourself?

No. This is torture.
And you dragged me here.

In case Marisol asks.

I didn't know the human body
could even get in that position.

Yeah, and that's holding their breath.

What do you even call that?

A wet dream.

W-- b-because they're
in the water and they're...

Dreamy?

I wanted to say
"athletes."

I mean, a little respect.

These girls really know
how to swim.

Yeah, and they can fight.

I talked to some of the employees
from the catering company.

At the last party, Brooke
and Cassandra had a fight.

Yeah.

Well, tonight, she's a lover,
not a fighter.

Talk about
taking one for the team.

Brooke working those investors.

Must have killed you
to see Cassandra do that.

Is that why you wanted to drive
her home the night she drowned?

I didn't drive her home.

That's right. You dumped
her body in the ocean.

I didn't kill her, either.

Yeah, nice try. Except you were
the last one to see her alive.

You don't know that.
Who told you that?

Not who -- what.

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

Your car, of course.

Or should I say
"your car keys."

Screw you.
I'm not giving you my keys.

Yeah. You know, I kind of figured
you'd say something like that,

so I came prepared
to make a trade.

Your car, my search warrant.

Thank you.

Come on, mermaid king.

What's going on?

When can I get my car
and get out of here?

Uh, in about 25 to life.

We found scales from Cassandra's
mermaid tail in your back seat.

So? I drove it
from her apartment

over to Daryl's house
for the costume party.

Oh.

Cassandra's car always had
so much crap in it.

She didn't have room
to move anything that big.

Well, we also found this dried,
foamy fluid on your back seat.

You know, it looks like
the kind of foam that only comes

out of a person's airway
once they've drowned.

This is crazy.

I didn't kill Cassandra.
We were friends.

Yeah, but everyone knows

you wanted something more,
though, right?

Come on --
you've been waiting

for her to fall in love with you
since college.

You know, I didn't understand

how the captain
of the water polo team

would suddenly start managing
the synchronized swim club.

Then I got your file
from Tampa tech.

You found out
about the accident.

And the criminal investigation.
I was acquitted at trial.

Yeah, but you were suspended
from Tampa tech

and thrown off
the water polo team

for a hit-and-run crash that
totaled -- wow -- three cars.

Take it easy.
Nobody was hurt.

Wow.
Especially not Cassandra.

You made sure of that
by taking the blame.

I was driving th--
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

But you were driving
Cassandra's old car.

You know, I think
it was actually Cassandra

who was behind the wheel.

She would have lost

her synchronized swimming
scholarship.

And you wanted to save her.

Yeah. I did.

Is that so wrong?

So, you sacrificed yourself
for her back then,

and you've been doing it ever
since by managing the sirens,

putting up
with the drunk sister.

In fact, I think
you'd do anything for her

as long as you thought
you still had a shot.

I'm just out here
making a living, man.

Yeah, exactly.
And everything was good, right?

Until this show
came along --

the chance for the sirens
to be something big.

And then suddenly,

Daryl -- not you --
is Cassandra's savior.

Daryl is just an overpriced suit
with a one-hit wonder.

Cassandra didn't seem
to think so.

That's why you didn't
drive her home that night.

She wouldn't let you.

She went back to Daryl's,
and that pissed you off.

You got out of your car, you
followed her back to Daryl's house,

and you drowned her
in Daryl's pool.

That actually makes sense.

No, that's not what happened.

That's not -- I swear to you
that's not what happened.

Hey! Are you listening
to me?!

The night Cassandra was killed,
she left with Jay,

but she came back here
to be with you.

Come on, detective.
You done lost your damn mind.

I told you --

Yeah, I know, I know --
"strictly business."

But I'm not buying it.

First of all,
Cassandra wasn't even my type --

too much
of a goody-goody.

And if she did come back,

it was to swim in my pool,
not to mess with me.

I told her she could
practice here anytime.

So, Cassandra came back here
to take a swim,

but you didn't hear her?

This house has 17 rooms.

My bedroom isn't even
in this zip code.

Besides, you don't know if
Cassandra was drowned in my pool.

I do know her body
was dumped in the ocean.

But since you don't think
she was drowned in your pool,

you won't mind me
having a look around outside?

Go ahead.
Thanks.

And seeing as your house
covers two zip codes,

I asked a few friends from the
substation to give me a hand.

Hey!

Oh, and you know
that little skiff

on the back
of your dry-dock cruiser?

Gonna take that down
to the substation as evidence.

Yes, can I speak
with Dr. Avery?

H-he and I, uh,
spoke a couple of weeks ago

about a job in Atlanta.

Callie?

Oh, yeah.

Cheese fries?

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Oh, thank you!

I thought it might be
that kind of a day.

Yeah. Did you find
the mermaid killer?

Not yet.

Oh. Narrowed down
the suspects?

Mm, not really.
Waiting on evidence as we speak.

There's only one thing
I really can't figure out.

Besides who killed her?

Okay, two things.

Why did the killer
put the tail on her

before dumping her
in the ocean?

Didn't you say that she just
got the tail delivered

the day she was killed?

Yeah, and then it was on display
that night at a costume party.

You should see this thing.

Oh, wait --
I have a photo.

Putting the tail on the victim
exhibits latent anger.

Clearly, the killer wanted
to demean and objectify

the thing
that Cassandra loved most --

being a mermaid.

Okay, now you're making fun.

Okay, maybe just a little.

No, it's like when you get
a new pair of shoes delivered.

You don't just
throw them in the closet.

You try them on first.

You do?

Yeah.

Wow. Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Something this beautiful,

how could she not try it on
and go for a swim?

So, Cassandra put on the tail
herself before she was murdered.

That would certainly make things
easier for my suspect.

And I think
this little piece of evidence

will be the nail in the coffin.

Carlos.

Wait. What?

The dried foam
on the back seat of Jay's car

wasn't aspirated
after a drowning.

It was vomit.

Does the DNA match Cassandra's?

No, but it's definitely
from a close relative --

most likely Brooke, given
her history of getting drunk

and being rescued by Jay.

Any luck
locating Cassandra's car?

Not yet, but Daniel
did retrieve Brooke's messages.

What messages?

Oh, and, hey,
so sorry about your car.

Didn't mean to leave
without saying goodbye.

You think you fooled everyone,
but you cannot fool me.

"Cassandra is
such a good person,

good daughter, good friend."

Good liar!

I know all about you and Daryl.

I am so angry right now,
I could kill you!

Brooke's five
phone calls to Cassandra

were actually
five angry messages.

Brooke sounds like
she's on the edge.

Sounds like
she's already jumped.

And you know
what they say --

when the going gets tough,
the tough go swimming.

Hello?

Brooke?

It's okay.
I've got you.

Of course I'm okay!
What are you doing?!

I'm holding my breath.
I'm not drowning.

You're doing what?

Practicing.

I have to stay under
for 45 seconds.

I am the star of the show now.

I'm taking over for Cassandra.

The show must go on, right?

That's what
Cassandra would have wanted.

You know,
the night Cassandra was killed,

you sent her
five very nasty messages.

Jay was going to make her
a star, and you were jealous.

The sirens' show was my idea.

I brought that to Daryl
months ago,

but when he met Cassandra,

he completely forgot
that I existed.

Yeah, you were jealous.
You were angry.

No, I was resigned.

I'm used to being
the bad sister.

Even my parents think so.

Jay said after college,
Cassandra completely changed.

Some things stayed the same.

Cassandra always got
everything that was good,

from looks to talent --

especially men.

Like Jay.

Good guys like Jay
never fall in love with me.

But I'm not bad.

No.
You just act that way.

What did you do
with Cassandra's car?

This again?
I told you --

Well, now I forget.
Two can play at that game.

The only thing I remember
after Daryl's

was what I was drinking --
vodka mostly,

but probably what did me in

were the flaming shots
of Tequila and rum.

Flaming shots?

Mm-hmm.
Don't ask me where.

Well, can I ask somebody else?

Sure. Go ahead.

You see?
I am not all bad.

Welcome to the firehouse,

home of Florida's
famous flaming shots.

And there's Cassandra's Taurus.

Packed to the gills.

Let's unpack.

Jay wasn't kidding.

Cassandra really did
live out of the back of her car.

But it looks like she was
planning to live someplace else.

Somewhere cold.
Wool sweaters and a winter coat?

That's for relocation,
not vacation.

"Atlantic Commerce Financial."

I saw a statement from this bank
at Daryl's place.

The account is
for the sirens of the sea,

but it was addressed to Daryl.

Yeah, so was the one I saw.

But that one was postmarked
from palm glade, Florida.

But the bank statement
in your hand is different.

That one was mailed
from north Carolina.

Which is where Atlantic commerce
financial is actually located.

But what was Cassandra doing
with Daryl's bank statements?

Not sure. Daniel looked into
everyone's personal finances.

Didn't find any impropriety.

But now I want to know
what's going on

with the corporate finances
of the sirens.

Okay, detective,
here's your new cellphone.

I downloaded some video footage
of the sirens

you might want to see.

It's from a DVD we found
in Cassandra's car,

some kind of promotional thing
on the sirens.

Okay, let's have a look.

Hey. Jay, what the hell
are you doing?

Investors don't want to see
the chorus.

They want to see the star.

I'm over here, dumbass.

And that's the good sister?

Hard to believe Jay was
carrying a torch for her.

Maybe he'd finally had enough.
You want to bring Jay in?

He should be
at the rehearsal pool.

Should be.

I get the feeling
that Jay stopped doing

what he was supposed to
a long time ago.

How'd you know I was here?

The killer always returns
to the scene of the crime.

I didn't kill her.

Right.

Oh, and if you're looking
for the skiff off Daryl's boat,

it's not there.

FDLE took it into evidence.

That's not what I'm doing.

We have a performance here
later tonight.

Everyone thinks
you were in love with Cassandra.

You spent a lot of time cleaning up
her messes, including her sister.

In fact,
you've been spending more time

taking care of Brooke
than anything else.

I got to get things ready
back at the house.

Oh, we found Cassandra's car.

She had this DVD footage
that you took

at one of
the sirens' practices.

Here -- take a look.

I've seen it.
I recorded it.

Oh, then you know
all the footage is Brooke.

Yeah. She's the star
of the show.

Now.

Not four weeks ago,
when you took this footage.

You weren't in love
with Cassandra anymore.

You were in love with Brooke.

I'm late for practice.

Oh, I think
you're also the kind of guy

that would do anything
for the woman he loves.

You want to protect Brooke.

You want to help her
any you can.

You know what?
Believe me -- I get that.

But this time, Jay,
things have gone way too far.

I told Cassandra I didn't like
the way she was treating Brooke.

She didn't agree.
We got into an argument.

That's why she got out
of the car. But that is it.

Then what were you doing
snooping around here?

You look guilty.

You think I'm guilty?

Then go ahead -- arrest me.
Get it over with.

Yeah, you'd like that,
wouldn't you?

Well, don't worry. I'm still
waiting on the evidence.

So I'm not really ready
to arrest anybody.

Yet.

Oh, yeah.
And now for a special request.

Oh. Oh, no.

Oh, yes.

No.
Oh, yes.

"Boom, Bam, Bounce."
You don't like this song?

I can't believe
you requested this song.

Well, it got you
off the dance floor.

Yeah, mission accomplished.

Well, I'm glad
that you're enjoying yourself,

even if it is at my expense.

Well, thank you
for getting me out of the house.

I was going crazy

just constantly
thinking about things.

But all of that thinking led me
to a couple of good thoughts.

Well, that's funny, because
I had some thoughts, too.

Okay, well, you first.
But you first.

I want to co-sign the loan
with you.

That way,
you can go back to school.

I mean, I know how crazy you're
going at home with nothing to do.

Jim, you don't have to
do that now.

Thank you for the offer.

Sounds like you have a plan.

I've decided to switch fields.

Look, if I can't get a job
as a nurse,

then I'll do something else.

Like?

Like working for
a physical therapist --

at a yoga studio or even a spa.

Or I'll administer
Botox injections.

Anything health-related,
I'm open to.

Wow. Sounds like
you have a plan.

You said that already.

No, Cal. No, that's great.
It is.

It's just...

I want you to be happy.

So do I.

This is for us.

So, let's toast my new job --
whatever that may be.

Whatever that may be.

Sorry.
Mm-hmm.

Awww.

Carlos?

Are you listening
to "Boom, Bam, Bounce"?

Well, trying not to.

Did you finish
processing Daryl's skiff?

DNA test results match.

Cassandra's body
was in the skiff.

Thank you.

Time to "Boom, Bam, Bounce"?

Yeah.
Um...can I drop you home?

I have to see a man
about a mermaid.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I want to thank you --

and your checkbooks --
for coming out tonight.

And welcome
to our final investor preview.

So, put your hands together
for the sirens of the sea.

What are you doing here?

I thought you said you weren't
ready to arrest anyone yet.

I wasn't.

You said I was guilty.

You are.

Of protecting Brooke.

Hey!

Show's over, sister!

Cassandra stole $5 million
from the investors,

including $40,000
from her parents.

I don't understand.

Brooke does.
Don't you, Brooke?

What's happening
with your parents?

They gave Cassandra money
for the show.

I had my intern look into
the corporate finances

for the sirens of the sea.

He found out that
Brooke's parents were investors.

That was
their entire life savings.

They would do anything for her.

You were afraid Cassandra was
gonna screw them over.

She screwed everybody over
her entire life.

So you got into a fight.

Yes, but then I left.
In her car.

That's when
you saw her suitcase --

winter clothes in the trunk.

You needed to confirm
your suspicions,

so you got on her laptop,

you found out
what we found out -- the truth.

Uh, including a one-way eTicket
to Switzerland

that was due to depart today.

A one-way ticket?

What are you --
what are you talking about?

She wasn't even gonna stick
around for the show to open?

No, the sirens of the sea act
was never supposed to open.

It was about
churning investors.

You really didn't know,
did you?

I just knew
that if...the show failed,

then my parents
would lose everything.

And that alone
was more than you could take,

so you did the only thing
you could to fix it.

You got hammered.

Wait.

You didn't kill Cassandra?

No, but I know
you thought she did.

That's why you were
snooping around the skiff.

But no -- you didn't.

But thank you.

Now I know for sure who did.

Why would I kill Cassandra?
She's the star of my show.

Well, you were
churning investors together.

We found her laptop.

She was cooking the books.

I mean,
$20,000 for a mermaid tail?

The guy who made it said
he only charged you $10,000.

I don't know
anything about that.

Accounting was
Cassandra's department.

I trusted her.

Well, especially
since she seemed willing

to take money
from her own parents.

Of course, it was okay

when you two were stealing
from investors together --

just not when she was doing it
on her own, right?

Okay, so maybe the books
were a little off.

I'm not gonna kill anybody
over $10,000.

Well, what about $5 million?

Cassandra created phony
bank statements on her laptop,

and she printed out
these phony documents,

snail-mailed them
to you.

Oh, we found the real ones
in her car.

That's why you didn't notice
when she withdrew the 5 mil.

She put that money
into a sirens account

that only she had access to.

So, the bitch played me.
Yeah.

But like you said,
I didn't notice.

Until the costume party.

You must have noticed something was a
little off with Cassandra that night.

I never even check
the sirens' bank account.

But you did that night.

In fact, the bank records show
you tried three times

to access it online,
but you were denied.

Cassandra changed
the password, huh?

But Cassandra left with Jay.

Then they got into a fight.

So, she walked back to
your place, blow off some steam.

That's when she saw
the mermaid tail.

She couldn't resist taking
that for a spin in your pool.

That's when you confronted her.
That's when you drowned her.

You can't prove that.

W-well, no. I can't.
That's what the FDLE techs do.

That's why I got them
to process your skiff.

With the cruiser out of commission,
you had to use the skiff,

which you can only take out
as far as the bay,

letting Cassandra's body
float underneath

the 14th street causeway
as the tide went out,

throwing her body onto the beach
when the tide came back in.

Damn tides.

Yeah, well,
can't blame the tides

for the scales
from the mermaid tail

we found in the skiff --
or the dried, aspirated foam.

Tested positive
for Cassandra's DNA.

You boom, bam, killed her,
Daryl.

Guess she wasn't too goody-goody
for you after all.

All right, let's go.

How am I gonna
explain this to my parents?

They're never gonna believe
that it wasn't my fault, either.

I just...

I thought that if I could
just be as good as Cassandra --

in the show, I mean --

that maybe I could help them
get their money back.

Maybe people would look at me
differently for once.

Well, Cassandra was ready
to screw everyone over --

everyone except your parents.

When she transferred the money
out of the sirens' account,

she wired money back into
your parents account --

with 20% interest.

Can she do that?

Yeah. It's already done.
It just cleared.

And because
Cassandra took that money

and put it into another
corporate account for the sirens

and not a personal one
for herself,

the courts probably won't freeze
those assets

as part of the criminal case
against Daryl.

So, what does that mean?

That means
the show can still go on.

If you two
are still interested in it.

Yeah.
Definitely.

Okay. Well, I'm gonna need three
front-row tickets for the opening.

Actually, make that nine.

Absolutely.
Anything you want.

Thank you, detective.

I don't know
how you figured it all out.

Ah, solving the case
was easy --

after I realized you two
were in love with each other.

Now it's up to you guys
to work that part out.

My work here is done.

Hi.
Hi. Bye.

Whoa. Hey.
Where are you going?

Oh, I'm late.

I signed up for a course
at a community college

that's gonna help me get a job
with an acupuncturist.

Cal, you don't have to do this.

No, actually,
I can't do this --

No, no, no. You're making all these
sacrifices just so you can be with me.

Yeah. It's called being in a
committed relationship. I know.

I also know that if you'd taken
that job in Atlanta,

you'd be the head nurse
in a number-one trauma center...

Why are you doing this?
...You'd finish med school

at a number-one teaching
hospital in the country.

Jim.
Cal.

If the job in Atlanta's
still available --

It is.

In between
defrosting the fridge

and watching a marathon
of "Storage Wars," I checked.

Look, Cal, Atlanta is
only a one-hour plane ride away.

And we've been through
so much together.

We can do this.

You give so much
to everyone else.

You sacrifice so much.

Maybe it's time
one of us jackasses stepped up

and did something for you.

Let me be that jackass.

d I don't wanna be the one
to say goodbye d

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