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- Beth, he's going down Kapiolani.
- Roger that.

- Get him, Leland.
- We're on him.

Beth, go around the block
and cut him off.

Where do you think you're going,
bruddah?

(Hawaii Five-O
theme song plays)

♪ Hawaii Five-O 3x18 ♪
Na Ki'i (Dolls)
Original Air Date on March 18, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

♪

Come on, Steve,
you're slacking off.

I'm trying to keep up
with you here, Ma.

Keep up with me, boy.

You're gonna need a nap
by lunch, Ma.

You talking
about yourself?

Doing okay?

I'm fine,
how are you?

Dig deep, here we go.

Yeah.

Oh. Ho!
Ho!

Now that's what I call
a perfect start to the day.

Maybe next time
Catherine could join us.

Catherine?
Yeah.

Okay.
Good.

I'll mention it
to her at lunch.

You're going to lunch with Catherine?
Uh-huh.

Just the two of you?
Yeah.

Why, is that a problem?

No, I mean, I don't know.

Well, you said you wanted
us to get to know each other.

Right?
Yeah, I suppose I did say

those very words.
Yeah.

I just thought you and Mick
were going away this week.

That's next week.

This week he's a little busy
following me around.

Look, Mom,
about that, I'm sorry.

What kind of son hires a P.I.
to keep tabs on his mother?

Okay, let's be honest,
we're not exactly the Waltons.

You're a former spy who

faked her own death
20 years ago.

I got issues, Mom.
I got trust issues.

Okay, get over it.

And get over Catherine and I
getting together.

It's just lunch.

Hold on. McGarrett.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Yeah, sorry, Ma.

Duty calls. I get it.
I gotta go.

Have a great day.

Bye.

Love you.
Love you, Ma.

Tell Catherine
I said hello.

Yeah, don't worry, we're not
going to talk about you.

Much.
Cute, Ma, cute.

There you go, Sarge.

There's the warrant,
there's your guy.

Be good, Russell.

First time you beat us
to a crime scene.

What's up, Dog?

Hey, Steve McGarrett,
how you doing?

Wondering when
we'd run into Five-O.

Busy day, huh?

Yeah, every
day's busy.

- Who's your boy?
- That's Russell.

Third striker

who figured he'd run
rather than go to jail.

Ah, well, he figured wrong.
Exactly.

So, we made a report
to HPD, McGarrett.

Can we go
so we can book our guy?

Yeah, get out of here.

All right,
stay alive, copper.

Good to see you.
You, too.

What do we got, Max?

My first impression
upon seeing the victim

on the roof of the car

was that
she was a jumper.

Well, if this is a suicide, Max,
what are we doing here?

Well, I did say that was my
first impression.

Okay, Max,
what's your second impression?

The victim's tibia shot through
her kneecaps upon impact.

That's consistent with
someone who's actually

trying to fight the fall
and land feet first.

Jumpers
and unconscious victims

tend to give in
and fall horizontal.

Are you saying somebody pushed her?
It's quite possible.

Additionally,
there is a small contusion

on the side of her head,

not caused by the fall.

Looks fresh.

And there are several
healing contusions

and hematomas on her arms.

Looks like somebody used this
girl as a punching bag.

I'll know more when
I conduct a full autopsy,

but, as of this moment,
homicide cannot be ruled out.

All right,
what else do we know about her?

We found what looks to be a
ticket stub in her front pocket.

But there's too much blood on it
to read anything.

I sent it over to Fong to see
if he could pull something.

We get an ID?

Her name is Dana Moore.

She's a kindergarten teacher
at Kaimuki Elementary.

I checked
with the super.

Said that she was a good tenant;

well-liked, quiet.

Always the "but""

got to be a "but".
But according to him,

she recently broke up with her
long-term boyfriend--

a guy named John Hanson--

and apparently it wasn't pretty.

Wasn't pretty
like he was abusive?

No, not quite that bad,
but the super said he had

to break up an argument between
them in the lobby last week.

I also found this.

It's her cell phone
in her apartment.

Check this out.

She ignored nine calls from
Hanson last night.

I never laid a hand on Dana.

So, how'd she get all banged up?

I asked her the same thing
all the time.

She just said she was clumsy.

She was-- she was clumsy?

That's very
hard to believe.

Look, I never
believed it either,

but that's what she told me.

Try again, John.

Dana kept secrets.

It's one of the
reasons we broke up.

Is that why
you called her

nine times last night?

I was at a bar, had a few beers,

ended up
dialing her number.

Where were you this morning?
Surfing.

Hit Dawn Patrol.

There's at least
15 people in the lineup

that can back that up.

And what
about last night?

Do you know
where Dana was?

I asked her to
have dinner with me

but she
said she was busy.

Wouldn't tell me
what she was doing.

She was always
hiding something from me.

Hey, Max, why you, uh,

turning our victim into a member
of the Blue Man Group?

Oh, very humorous,
as always,

Detective Williams.

The dye is called toluidine.

It is quite
useful in identifying

microtrauma to the skin.

Microtrauma?
What are you looking for?

An injection site.

I believe it will shed
light on the manner of death.

Manner of death?
The fall didn't kill her?

Well, strictly speaking,
it did.

However, her toxicology
showed that Dana had

a fatal dose of
gamma hydroxybutyrate

in her blood stream

while there was no

evidence of GHB
in her stomach contents.

So, you figured she was injected?
Precisely.

Stand back, please.

Aha.
You found something?

See this pinpoint area here,
that's a darker blue?

That's
the injection site.

She could not have
injected herself

like this at that angle.

Correct.

She may have been disoriented

by the effects of the poison,

which caused her
to fall off her balcony.

But her death was definitely
not an accident.

When was she injected?

Based on the rate
it had metabolized,

I would say six to eight hours
prior to her fall.

We got to come up
with a timeline,

figure out where
Dana was last night.

Yo, Chin,
what do you got?

Well, the boyfriend's story
checks out.

Spent the night at SpeakEasys
in Hale'iwa

and then surfed Dawn Patrol
this morning.

Great, any idea
where Dana was?

Yeah, I talked to one of her
co-teachers

who invited Dana to dinner
last night

but she said
she couldn't make it

because she already had plans
with her boyfriend.

She said she was

thinking about getting back
together with him.

Well, we know that's a lie.

She blew off
her ex-boyfriend.

All right, so she
lied to her co-worker.

Her boyfriend must've
been telling the truth;

she was hiding something.

Looks like I can help with that.

Fong processed
the ticket stub

that was found
on Dana's body.

Turns out it was a parking lot
entrance ticket

from the Kapiolani Rec Center.

It was time
stamped yesterday

at 6:45 p.m.

All right, whatever Dana
was doing last night,

it started there.

Oh, great.

Hey, look at this.

The boyfriend said she was
keeping a lot of secrets.

This looks
like a big one.

We know what Dana Moore

was doing here last night.

You mean Dicey Hot.

Go!

♪

Come on, go hard.

Ah!

Come on,
go hard, go hard.

Back up, back up.

Come on, recover.
Come on, come through.

♪

- Oh.
- Recover! Recover!

Well, that explains the bruises.

Explains a lot more than that.

Dana Moore was living
a double life as Dicey Hot.

That's great.

Now we've got two
unrelated suspect pools

to choose from:
the people she taught

elementary school with...

and, uh... Derby girls.

I know where I'd start looking.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Almost there.

Watch the elbows.

Come on, Hot Lips.
Watch the inside line.

Hey, I want to see a wall.

Break through it,
break through it.

That's it, very nice.

Dirty Damsel, get back in that
pack. Come on, Crimson.

Hey, Coach.

I can't believe she's dead.

Do you know who might've
wanted to hurt Dana?

Who?

Dicey.

I didn't even know
her other name was Dana.

What did you say your name was?
Silk Slayer.

Crimson Bride
is my real name.

Oh, okay.

Parents big Denzel fans?

Wow.
No, I just...

Seriously?

If Dicey was murdered,
and that's a big if,

I'm pretty sure it wasn't
by someone involved in Derby.

Dicey was the heart
and soul of this team.

I can't believe she's gone.

All right, what can you tell
me about Dicey off the track?

Uh, only that her real name
was Dana.

Listen, I'd like
to help you out more

but I really got to get
back to practice.

We're skating in the finals
tomorrow, so...

The Diamond Dolls are
competing tomorrow?

Dicey wouldn't have wanted us
to forfeit the championship.

We're gonna compete if...
if I can find another jammer.

You don't have a
second-string jammer?

Got a couple
of backup blockers,

but Dicey was
our only jammer.

I got to go hold
tryouts now.

All right, hey, thank you.

You got it.

Wow.

Okay, um, I'm not
really getting

anything
from Crimson Bride,

Dirty Damsel, Ivana Kiss,
or any of the other ladies.

Ivana Kiss?
Yeah.

Her parents must be
very proud.

They're not exactly
what I would call friendly

to law enforcement.

These girls,

they spend so much time
on the track, right?

Mm-hmm.

I mean, there's got to be
somebody here who knows

something about Dana and
what was going on with her.

I'd say that we should
interrogate them,

but something
is telling me that,

that would
backfire badly.

You know what we need?

No.

We need somebody
on the inside,

somebody these girls
can open up to.

You've got to be kidding me.

I wouldn't ask
if there was another way,

and besides, I've already
cleared it with your C.O.,

so you're on.

Okay, Steve, if you're trying
to stop me from having lunch

with your mother,

there are other ways.

Would I do that?

Yes, yes, you would.

This is a legitimate

undercover assignment.
Would you help me,

please?

Why you laughing?
Come on.

Yeah-- no, listen, we
need to get inside,

we need to figure out
which of Dana's teammates

she was close to and we need
to know what was going on

in her life that
got her killed.

Okay, so run
her financials,

pull her
phone records.

Already tried that--
dead ends.

Well, then send Kono.

You know what?
I totally would,

except I've already
been there,

they've seen my face,
they know I'm Five-O.

Okay, look, I would love
to help you guys out,

I would, really,
but I can't do this.

Why can't you do this?

I don't roller-skate.

Yes, but you ice-skate.

You competed professionally.
Your father showed me pictures

of you in your little tutus
and your outfits,

the unitards and stuff
that you used to wear.

That is not
the same thing at all,

and besides, guys,
I was like 15 years old.

How different can
it be, Catherine?

You are out of your mind.

I don't, I don't even...

What, what is a jammer?

A jammer-- it's very simple.

Uh, there's only two
positions in Roller Derby.

You got jammers
and you got blockers.

The jammer scores
by lapping around the track.

Gets one point for every blocker

on the opposing side
that she passes.

Very simple.

I'm sorry, I had no idea you
were a fan of Roller Derby.

No, I-I-I'm not a
fan; my mother was.

She thought that a
catfight on wheels

was good home family
entertainment.

Skinny Minnie Miller was
actually her favorite player.

She had...
Who? Seriously,

there, there was a player
named Skinny Minnie Miller?

Yeah, yeah.

I remember when she got
taken out by Sweet Stephanie

at Queens of the
Roller Derby.

It was a big thing.

Okay, can we focus here

for a minute?
Yeah, let's focus.

Yep.
So, uh,

I understand completely,
if I'm a jammer,

then basically all
the blockers on the other team

are trying to kill me.
Yeah,

that's it pretty much.
Yeah.

Hopefully the Diamond Dolls
have a good blocking defense.

Yeah, that would be good.

Okay, so,
uh, Diamond Dolls--

they got tryouts this afternoon,

so all you got to do is
go and make the team.

Oh, is that all?
Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Alice Trooper,

you're up!

♪

Get up...

♪

Ready?

All right, you four
line it up.

I want to thank you guys
for coming out today,

for your interest in skating
with the Diamond Dolls.

Unfortunately we can
only take one of you.

It was close, but
I made my decision.

I came in second.

You what?
I came in second.

Second place doesn't
put you on the team,

Catherine, I
needed you to win.

First place.

Oh, come on.

I mean, don't I even get
an "A" for effort?

I mean, I was
really good today,

especially considering
that I laced up

for the first time today,

you know, and you were
totally right

about the ice-skating.

I don't know if it's
like muscle memory

or whatever,
but I'm like a natural

when it comes
to Derby skating.

I am really good.

What was the name of the
girl who beat you out?

W-- why?

What are you gonna do?

Steve.

Oh, God.

This is the championship.

You got to work
harder than that.

I need 110%, let's go.

That's it, that's it,
well done.

Coach.

Oh, hey, Alice.

Oh, I'm so glad you were
still available.

Yeah, me, too.

Hey, question: um,
what changed your mind

about bringing
me on the team?

Well, look, you were
basically neck and neck

with the girl that came
in first at the tryouts.

Thing is, she got arrested for
four unpaid parking tickets.

Can you believe
the cops in this town?

That's awful.

Yeah, what are
you going to do?

Anyway, the locker room's
through there.

Why don't you gear up and
come back out on the track?

All right, cool.
Welcome to the Dolls.

Thank you.

All right,
girls, come on.

Hey, what, are you looking
for someone?

No.

Hi.

I'm Alice Trooper.

I'm your new jammer.

Yeah, we'll see.

I'm sorry about Dicey.

I never saw her skate,
but I heard she was amazing.

Were you two close?

She had my back.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Work it, Alice, work it.

Come on, Alice.

Work it, Alice, get through
there, get through there,

get through there,
get through there.

Very nice.

♪

Work it, Alice.

Get through there, get through
there, get through there.

That's it, go, go, go, go,
very nice.

♪

Thank you.

Hey.

What, are you deaf?
Track's closed,

you need to leave.
Let's go outside, then.

Not gonna happen.

You're a jerk.

He your boyfriend?

Yeah, in his dreams.

He's just a guy

who doesn't like to be told no.

Yeah? Do you think
he's dangerous?

Just steer clear
of that guy, okay?

He's bad news.

Thanks for blocking me
out there.

You got it.

For the last time
I'm telling you,

the track is closed,
you cannot be here.

You need to leave.

♪Guy's name is Ted Landry.

He's a low-rent bookie who works
the Derby circuit, among others.

Who knew there was money
in Roller Derby?

Apparently the wagers for the
final bout were coming in heavy

for the Diamond Dolls
to win, thanks to Dicey Hot.

Maybe Landry had
too much action

and wouldn't have been
able to pay the bets

if the Diamond Dolls won.

Getting rid of Dicey Hot
to avoid losing his shirt

sounds like motive to me.

Ted Landry, can we talk
to you for a minute.

Don't move.

Hey, keep your hands
where I can see them.

You guys got
it all wrong.

There's no way
I killed Dicey.

Okay, well,
enlighten us.

I got an alibi.

I was at the Blaisdell last
night for the MMA fight.

You got a ticket stub?

Better-- they showed
me on the Jumbotron.

Come on, they got to have
a record of that.

And my credit card--

I used it to pick up my ticket
at will call last night.

You can check it.
Okay, well,

even if your alibi checks out,
that still does not mean

you weren't involved
in the murder.

Without Dicey Hot the
South Shore Sirens were

a lock to win
that final bout.

Her death put money
in your pocket.

See, that's what we call
a motive, Ted.

Okay, look, I swear
I didn't kill her...

but I might have
approached her

with a little
business proposition.

What are you talking about?

I offered her five grand
to throw the bout.

Five grand--

that's a lot
to a kindergarten teacher.

Yeah, well she
turned me down, said

winning her championship
meant more to her than that.

All right, ladies, take five.

Here.

Thanks.

That was a hard hit.

You okay?

Yeah, the play out
here is a little

more aggressive
than I'm used to.

Yeah.

That about what I could
expect during the finals?

Yeah, pretty much.

The South Shore Sirens
are a tough team,

especially Sugar Stix.

What's she,
their jammer?

Nothing sweet
about her, though.

She, uh, cracked one
of Dicey's ribs, broke

two of her fingers,
and shattered her wrist.

Yeah, that sounds
a little extreme.

I guess, uh, Sugar Stix
and Dicey kind of did

have it out for each other.

What do you mean?

They were always
in each other's faces.

You know?
Last summer, Sugar Stix

took a cheap shot at Dicey
and slammed her pretty hard.

She even had to put a steel pin
in her wrist.

Dicey almost even
pressed charges.

But she never did.

Yeah, it sounds like

their rivalry was about
more than just Roller Derby.

Yeah. If there was,

it wasn't something
Dicey talked about.

Thanks to Catherine's

intel, I planted a uni
outside the Siren's practice,

then ran Sugar's license plate
when she left.

We get an ID?

Yeah, it turns out Sugar Stix is

one Dr. Sharon Morgan.

She's a pediatrician
with a practice in Kahala.

So, what's Sugar's beef
with Dicey?

Yeah, yeah. I said it out loud,
and I meant it. Go ahead.

All right. uh,
actually, I wish I knew.

It turns out that they actually
might have known each other

outside of Roller Derby.

Dr. Morgan recently
enrolled her son

at the school where Dana taught.

Okay, well, maybe whatever was
going on between them moved off

of the track,
into the real world.

Hi. Uh, Dr. Morgan, I'm sorry
to barge in here like this,

but your receptionist said
we could find you here.

Okay, well, I'm with a patient,

so, you're gonna have to wait.

Uh, we're with

Five-O, so unfortunately,
we can't wait. Sorry.

We got to talk
to Dr. Sugar Stix.

I am so sorry about this.

Okay, I'll be back
in a minute.

I think you've made a mistake.
Oh, okay.

Well, if you're not Sugar Stix,
where'd you get

the Derby injuries?

Okay, so what if I'm Sugar Stix?

There's no crime in that.

Well, you're the one
who's hiding it.

Look, I am

proud to be a South Shore Siren,
all right? I am.

But I'm also a physician,
and there are a lot of parents

in this practice
that would think twice

about bringing their children
to see me

if they knew how many people
I was putting in the hospital.

That's a good point.

So, Dicey Hot threatened
to out you at school?

That's why you killed her?
What?!

Is that why you killed her?
No!

Come on, please.

Look, I did not kill her.

You didn't kill her. You roughed
her up pretty bad on the track.

Everyone gets roughed up
on the track.

She fractured my foot
and gave me a concussion.

People seem to think that you
two had it out for each other.

On the track... sure,
but it wasn't personal.

Look, you want to know who
really had it out for Dicey?

Talk to her own teammates.

What do you mean--
her own teammates?

Coach Blair--
he put Dicey on a pedestal,

and that didn't sit so well
with some of the other Dolls.

The Dolls were jealous?

Hell, yeah.

Look, whatever
was going on over there,

it was bad enough
that Dicey wanted to jump ship

at the end of the season.

Hey.

Hey, can you talk?

Uh... yeah, yeah, I'm good.

What do you know

about Dicey Hot wanting
to leave the Diamond Dolls?

No. Everything I've heard
is that she loved this team.

Not according to Sugar Stix.
She said the other girls

on the team were jealous.

Um, they are really competitive.

I suppose they could be covering
for each other.

Listen, Catherine,

I need you to get me a roster
with the girls' real names on it

so I can start checking alibis.

Yeah.

Okay, I'm on it.

All right, thank you.

Hey, that was fast.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What? Dr. Who?

Mom.
Hey.

You all right?

I'm fine.
I just hit my head.

It's nothing.

Okay, all right, um,
let me get this straight.

You, uh... you-you got home,

you interrupted a burglar,

he knocked you down,
and he took off?

Yeah, that's, uh...
that's pretty much it.

Yeah.

And he bypasses
the entire security system?

Guess so.

Oh, he's a pretty
sophisticated thief, Mom.

I mean, it took five guys three
days to install that system.

Oh, please.

You're exaggerating.

And then he got
a jump on you?

You get a look
at this guy?

Uh, no, no. He was...

He was wearing a ski mask. Um,

it all...
it all happened so fast.

I want to help, okay?
I want to help, and I can't...

Steve, please,

I don't want to talk
about it, okay? I'm fine.

I just want

to get out of here and move on.

Okay.
Thanks.

All right, but you're not
going back to your place.

Once you get released from
here, you're coming home

till we find you a safe building
to move into.

I-I got to get back to work.

I'll see you at home.

Don't worry.

All right.

Hey.

Catherine,
what are you doing here?

Danny told me
about your mom.

You're supposed
to be undercover.

No. It's okay. We're done
for the day. All the girls left.

It would have looked weird
if I stayed.

All right.
Did you get the roster?

No. Not yet.

I got to access Coach Blair's
computer, and he stays there

late the night before
a big bout, so...

Don't worry about it.
I'm on it, okay?

I need to be here right now.
What happened?

Well, according to Doris,
she, uh...

she interrupted a burglary.

This doesn't look
like a normal burglary.

No, that's because it
wasn't a normal burglary.

This was a surgical
strike. Whoever did this

knew exactly
what they were looking for,

and they knew Doris well enough

to know where she
would hide something.

She's lying to me again.

I don't know what
to do, Catherine.

Steve?
Yeah.

I need to tell you something.
What?

Have you ever heard of,
um, someone named Mangosta?

Mangosta? No. Why?

He's an operative
from Doris' past in Covert Ops.

Did you get this information
from Navy intel?

No. No, it's not.

Then how do you know this?

There was a...

There was an incident
that happened a while ago,

and Mangosta came after Doris
here on the island.

She managed to turn the tables
on him, but I think this...

this could be connected.

Why did you not tell me that?

I wanted to, and I should have.

Yeah, you should have!

I made a promise.

And Doris-- she didn't want you
to worry, so I didn't...

You should go, okay?

Steve?
Catherine.

Hey, Alice.
Hey.

What are you doing here?
I was looking

for a knee brace.

Is Coach Blair here?

No, I haven't seen him.

I think he might be
on the track already.

Okay, well, the... the knee
braces are in the locker room.

Great. I'll see you out there.

Coach. Sirens are looking
strong out there.

Hey, you got a second?

See that girl right there?

Yeah, that one.

Who's ready to taste the pain?

Welcome everyone to the Pacific
Roller Derby Championship

between the 14-1 Diamond Dolls

and the 13-2 South Shore Sirens.

And bad-to-the-bone Sugar Stix,

full of sugar and spice
and nothing nice.

These ladies have battled
through a long,

brutal season to get here,
and you better

believe they're gonna
leave it all

on the track in this bout.

Trash talk is over,
it's Derby time.

Ladies, let's rock and roll!

Right out of the blocks,

Siren's jammer Sunstroke
breaks through the pack

as lead jammer while Sugar Stix
lays in hard to Crimson Bride.

This sure isn't the first time

Sugar and Crimson have battled
it out on the track.

We can expect
a hard-hitting bout tonight.

Big whip through the pack puts
Dolls jammer Alice Trooper

into scoring position.

But Siren's jammer Sunstroke
is on the move and oh!

Scores a big point,

taking out Crimson Bride
to end the jam.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
Look, I'm sorry

I didn't block you.
Don't worry about blocking me. Look,

you're a jammer. Your
job is to score points.

Okay? So start
scoring 'em.

Once again, ladies
and gentlemen, here we go.

Oh, yeah, Crimson getting some
payback on Sugar Stix.

Sunstroke making a big push
to get into scoring position

and oh! Big foul.

Crimson Bride is down
and looking hurt.

That's the second major foul
for Sunstroke.

She's really got it out
for Crimson Bride.

She landed hard on that shoulder
and is slow to get up.

Crimson, over here!

Big boos from the crowd as
Crimson Bride goes to the bench.

Hot Lips.

- You're in.
- I'm good to skate.

I can skate.
Extend it.

The crowd is really unhappy
about this move.

No. No. Uh-uh.

You're sitting out this jam.
You're sitting out this jam.

That might be all she wrote
for Crimson Bride.

Catherine get you
the team roster?

She did more than that.

She sent over Coach Blair's

entire hard drive.

Anything interesting?
Yeah,

and it wasn't the roster.

Check this out.

Wow.
Whoa.

These girls
look drugged.

That would
explain the GHB

in Dana Moore's system.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Those were on
Blair's computer.

Who is this scumbag?

That's a good
question.

His ID dates back

only five years in Hawaii,

so I ran facial recognition

on a DMV photo and got a hit.

Meet Larry Banks.

He's an ex-con
from Seattle.

He did time

for producing and
distributing pornography.

His M.O. was
drugging girls

and taking their
pictures.

Looks like he's
up to his old tricks.

If he's been drugging them,

most of these girls
might not even know

they've been victimized.

Maybe Dicey figured
out what was going on.

Okay, so, if
she confronted him

after the semi-final match,

that could've been when Banks
shot her up with the GHB.

And you know what?
He could have

told her that it was cortisone
for her shoulder.

And that would've made
the timing work out right.

Max said she was injected six
to eight hours before she fell.

GHB is a very slow-acting drug.

She would've gotten
progressively more

disoriented and unstable.

Until she fell off her balcony.

Come on, girls, come on!

Skate hard!

Coach, I want
to go back in.

No, I already told you,
until you let me

give you a shot for that arm,
you're not going back in.

I don't need it.
Then you're not gonna skate.

Fine. Fine. Shoot me up.

In my office.

Hey, Lou, take over.

We'll be right back.

Hey.

Where did Crimson go? She okay?

I'm sure she's fine.

She's taken harder
hits than that.

Okay, let's get this over with.

Where's the needle?

This has been one of the most
intense championships in memory

as the South Shore Sirens battle
the Diamond Dolls for the title.

It's neck and neck
and there's no sign

that either of these teams is
gonna go down without a fight.

The Dolls had the early lead,
but jam after jam, the Sirens...

Where's Catherine?

I don't see
Catherine anywhere.

I don't see Banks, either.

Let me go.

What are you doing?

It's pretty
simple, Crimson.

I just want some answers.

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

What are you doing?

I saw you in here earlier.

Don't worry,
this won't take

as long as it did with Dicey.

I tripled the dose.

What? What?
I wasn't in here, it wasn't me.

Stop lying.

Who the hell
are you

and what the hell did you do
with my computer?

Oh, my God, it was you, you
killed her, you killed Dicey.

Did you find the pictures?

What? No.
What pictures?

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

Did you... did Dicey tell
you about what she found?

No!

She said she was
gonna go to the cops.

Is that what you are?
Are you a cop?

No, I'm not a cop! I'm not a cop!
Are you a cop?

Back off!

Danny.

Catherine!

Catherine?!

In here!

All right, let's go.

Hey.

- You're safe, okay?
- Move.

Thanks.

You okay?

Yeah.

Thanks.

I know a lot of people here

knew her as Miss Moore.

And I've really enjoyed
hearing your stories

about what a great
teacher she was.

But...

I want you to know there was
a lot more to her than that.

I knew her as

Dicey Hot...

...star jammer
for the Diamond Dolls.

She was a...

was a great friend and...

...was one of the strongest
people I've ever met.

On and off the track.

She was...

she was so strong

she stood up for me,

even when I-I didn't
ask for help.

Even when I...

when I didn't know I needed it.

She was...

she was always doing
the right thing.

That's just who she was.

And I guess
that's where the Dana you knew

and the Dicey I knew
came together.

She was a... a leader,

and a protector,
and she had our backs

all the way to the end.

Your tea.

Ah, thank you.

Mmm.

God, that's good.

Good.

Hey, Mom, we need to talk.

Sure, honey. What's up?

Who robbed your house?

I told you, I didn't see him.

Okay.

Did it have anything
to do with Mangosta?

Catherine told you, huh?

Is it not enough...

that you can't open your mouth
without lying to me?

You got to use Catherine
against me, too, Mom?

I wasn't using Catherine,
I was trying to protect you.

Mom,

could you just stop
for a minute?

Just stop, all right?

Catherine and I had
a good thing, and now what?

Huh?
Steve,

that girl loves you.

She wasn't trying to hurt you.

I-I wasn't trying to hurt you.

Mom,

you don't get it,
you still don't get it.

You don't...
Steve, Steve, I'm sorry.

Who robbed your house, Mom?

I don't know.

Who robbed your house?

I don't... I don't know!

Okay.

What was in the safe?

It was a microfiche.

It had unredacted
action reports

from my entire career

in Covert Ops.

It ha... had names.

Mom, that is incredibly
dangerous information, okay?

It could get
you killed.

It could get me killed.

How long did you have it?

Since I left the CIA.

And where'd you keep it
all those years?

Here under the floorboards

in the... in the office.

You brought it
into this house?

With Dad, and Mary

and me?
You don't understand.

It was to keep you safe.
No, Mom.

Yes. My leverage.
It was my insurance policy.

In case anyone
ever came after me.

It was what kept us safe.

So long as

nobody knew where it was.

It's all I had.

I am so sorry.

I should've told you.

What's your origin?

North America, unsecured.

Outgoing classification?

Alpha, Charlie, three, seven,
niner, five, four.

Going secure and transferring.

Doris.

Never expected to hear
from you again.

I hoped you wouldn't.

Are you safe?

Not for long.

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