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morning.

hey, what's going on?

nothing, just thought i'd
stop by on my way to work.

yeah, i'm not due in court
for 20 minutes.

we still haven't heard
about your date.

oh, please.

lindsay, come back here!

wait up!

where are you going?

i have to talk to claire.

man, you walk fast.
long legs.

i think somebody doesn't
want to talk about it

because it went a lot better
than she wants to let on.

did it go a lot better?

oh, all right, you got me.

it might have been the best date
i've ever been on.

we had an unbelievable dinner,

and we talked until they closed
the restaurant,

and then we went home,
and we had sex all night,

and i really and truly believe
this guy is the one.

oh, defensive sarcasm.
it went well.

very well.

it did not go well.
it did not go anything.

why do you even care?

hey.

hey, guys.

to what do i owe
the pleasure?

i'm just here to get some ballistics.
they are not with me.

oh, okay.

i take it this means i don't
get to hear about your date.

is this a homicide?
no,

poor thing died in her sleep
on a plane back from mexico.

autopsy's mandatory becausshe was
returning from a foreign country.

she looks so peaceful.

nice vacation, a good last meal,
couple drinks on the plane,

and you doze off during an in-flight movie--
not a bad way to go.

i hope i go in my sleep.

i hope i go on top
of clive owen.

you die your way,
i'll die mine.

i don't want to die, period.
why are we even talking about this?

because you won't talk???

stop it. i'm serious.

oh, my god.

claire--
not you.

what is that?

it's a drug balloon.

my guess is heroin.

so much for a good last meal.

miss thing's smach's
full of 'em.

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rumor is you went on a date.

some of the guys are
asking me if it's true.

they want to know
if they can ask you out.

what, like... (chuckles)
like you're my father,

and they need your pmission?

tell me
you've never told anyone

they need your permission
to ask me out.

uh, mr. iverson,
i'm inspector jacobi.

this is inspector boxer.
we spoke on the phone.

please come in.
thank you.

no, no. my mother was 80.

she never drank.
she never smoked.

m-my kids adored her.
she was the perfect grandmother.

how dare you come in here

and accuse her of being involved
in something like this?

no way.
my--my wife's right.

okay, this has gotta be
some kind of mistake.

perhaps it wasn't by choice.

someone may have
threatened her with violence

and forced her
into swallowing the drugs

with the intention
of retrieving them

once she returned
to the states.

if that's the case,

then we're lookin'
at a homicide.

you knew she was in mexico?

yeah, she--she went down with a group
from her retirement community.

what was the name of her
retirement community?

pacific shores.

(lindsay) nice.

how much do you think it costs
to stay in a place like this?

i don't know,
but stay close.

i don't want anybody
mistaking you

for a runaway resident.

hell, if i thought
my police pension would pay for this,

i'd retire here tomorrow.

well, it's about time.

i wasn't sure when
you were going to get here.

oh!

let me look at you.

i like the hair,

but how many times
have i told you,

jeans are for cowboys?

why can't you wear a skirt?

you have beautiful legs.

i'm sorry. winnie spencer.

i'm jessica's mom.

inspector jacobi.

i am lindsay, uh,
inspector lindsay boxer.

are you sure you're okay,
honey?

i know it's hard.
but you'll find somebody else.

winnie,
this isn't your daughter.

jessica moved to boston,
remember?

she said she'd come visit.

i know. i'm--i'm sure
she's just been busy.

'll try calling her later,
okay? come on.

sorry.

old girl has,
uh, alzheimer's.

harold larson.
how can i help you?

we're looking for
administrator alan douglas.

down the hall.
i'll be happy to show you.

you, uh, married?

no.
boyfriend?

none of your business.

that's a no. too bad,
but, uh, not uncommon

among strong,
beautiful women.

most men find them
intimidating.

fortunately for you,
i do not.

so what do you say we hook up
for dinner tonight,

shall we say, uh, 8-ish?

let me get back to you
on that, harold.

we pride ourselves on keeping

our residents health
happy and safe.

well, edna james is none
of those things right now.

(jacobi)
why was she in mexico?

vacation. a former resident,
martin mccain,

left a sizeable bequest to us.

it was his wish that the money
be used to take resides

to a spa he frequented
in mexico.

?????
healing powers.

healing powers?
i know.

but the fact is,
a week in the sun and sand

does do miracles
for some of the residents.

and who goes with 'em

they're accompanied
by a nurse

and our social director
reece bentley.

all right. to speak to everyone
that was on this last trip.

i'll get you a list of names.

all the residents are here,

and i think the nurse
is working as well today.

but our social director reece
di't show up.

she hasn't been in
since edna died.

i guess she's still grieving.

okay, what guys?

what?

who's asked you
if they could go out with me?

(chucks)
you really want to know?

no.

no, i'm just kidding.

i bet it was fong,
wasn'tt?

he's the one guy in the bullpen
that i've always caught staring at my ass.

well, then you should????

so i'm guessing reece shoots up with heroin

gets a little light-headed
and takes a header through the coffee table.

sounds about right,
she hit her head hard enough to kill her.

overdose?
i'll let you know
when i get her labs back.

found this in the bedroom.

looks like she brought back
more than a tan from mexico.

so reece escorts a bunch
of senior citizens to mexico.

when they're lounging by the pool
or tucked in their beds at night,

she makes a heroin buy.

back in the privacy of her room,
she packs the drugs in balloons

and... somehow connces one or two
of the old folks to swallow the drugs.

once they're back
at the retirement community,

she gives them
a little prune juice,

and after a day or two
of, uh, bedpan patrol,

retrieves her drugs.
i like it.

hey, somebody
get a samplef is.

it's probably what she used
to cut the drugs with.

(man) okay, got it, inspector.
(man) need an evidence bag?

you, uh, got a minute,
inspector?

yeah.

i was wondering if you wanted
to have coffee sometime.

who are you?

hollis.
i'm robbery-homicide.

you are noasking me out
er a dead body.

uh, just coffee.

it--your partner thought
it was okay.

get out of my crime scene.
go!

let's take a walk.

i don't want to walk.
yeah, you do.

you think this death is
connected to edna james?

it has to be, but don't
put that in print yet, okay?

i don't want to spook anybody
else that might not be involved.

got it. i'll dig around,
see what i can find out
about this mexican spa.

i'll get you a search warrant
for pacific shores

and comb through our parolees,

see if anyone knows anything
about this dg operation.

i'll know more once
i've done the autopsy.

i don't think
ree bentley worked alone,

so i'm gonna go back
to the retirement community.

do you really think that
somebody has been using

old people from a nursing home
as drug mules?

nothing surprises me anymore.

actually, strike that.

the detective that just asked
lindsay out over a corpse?

that surprised me.

so how have you been,
robert?

good.
you know, keepin' busy.

workin'?
oh yeah.

here and there.
it's, uh, i don't know.

it's odd jobs mostly.

i'm, uh, still doing my music.

i'm puttin' together
a demo tape.

are you in a program?

on and off.

i'm clean. i'm not holding,
jill. i swear to god.

relax, it's okay.

i had them bring you in
to ask you

if you've heard anything about old people
being used as drug mules.

old people? (chuckles)

no.

would you mind asking around?

sure.

i ran into your parents
a couple months back.

you ever talk to them?

not so much.

they ask about me?

i'm sure they'd love
to hear from you.

my boyfriend's an e.r. doctor
over at mission cross north--

boyfriend?

i, uh, i should have married you
when i had the chance.

he also works
at a free clinic twice a week.

he can help you get
back into a program.

thanks...

for everything.

where's lindsay?
sorry, couldn't tell ya.

uh, wait. hold up. i need
to ask you a question.

it's about my wedding.

you're asking the wrong girl.

no kidding.
look, i'm gonna invite ed,

since we worked together,
and, of course,

she is gonna bring claire.
she is his wife.

but we're not gonna invite you.

i didn't expect you would,
but thanks for making a point of telling me.

just--look,i am gonna invite jacobi
and most of the other guys from the bullpen,

but i feel a little weird...

inviting lindsay.

maybe there's hope
for you after all.

but i don't want her to feel
like i'm shutting her out.

but the...
the ex-wife/new wife,

???
it's just...

she'll understand if she doesn't get
an invitation, right?

i think she'll get through it.
okay.

i hope so. i mean, she
barely got through our wedding.

that really wasn't
her fault, was it?

i guess not. my family
can be a little... trying.

a little? your brother stuck his
bare ass in the wedding cake.

but in his defense,
it had been cut.

good-bye, tom.

reece has worked here
for over eight years,

and she's never shown any indication
of the things you're talking about.

do you have contact information
for her next of kin?

yes, but i know for a fact
that her parents are out of the country.

reece gave them a cruise to the greek isles
for their 40th wedding anniversary.

that's aexpensive gift.

no, i-i have a right
to be informed.

just try and calm down,

jessica, what is going on?

it's okay, mrs. spencer, we're
just doing a security check.

harold's telling everyone
you're looking for a bomb.

a bomb?
no, there is no bomb.

well, well, i knew you'd be
coming back to see me.

what the hell
is wrong with him?

up against the wall.

jeez, you could have at least
taken me out to dinner first.

what are these?

those are my love mints.

"for treatment
of erectile dysfunction"?

it's strictly recreational.
i don't need them.

really.

what about this?
is this recreational, too?

that's medicinal.
for my glaucoma.

did you brinyour dope
back from mexico, too?

were you a drug mule,
harold?

what are you talking about?

i got it here.

i have a prescription for it
from dr. poole.

dr. stephan poole--
he's the community physician.

ask somebody
if you don't believe me.

oh, i intend to.

as a matter of fact,
we're interviewing everyone
who went on this last trip to mexico

with edna james
and reece bentley,

and if i find out that you were involved
in smuggling drugs--

what?

nothing, i--a little...
tightness in my chest.

it'll go as...

harold?

harold?

damn it.
i need some help in here!

gotcha!

are you kidding me?

two people have died, harold,
and i am trying to find out why.

if i find out, will you
have dinner with me?

look, no one's copping
to any drug muling,

and the k-9 unit
didn find any heroin.

but we've got four more
residents holding pot,

all of whom have prescriptions
from this, uh, dr. poole.

now he didn't go
on this last trip to mexico,

but he's been
on previous ones.

my contact called to say
somebody new has been bringing in heroin--

not a lot,

but enough to piss off
the local suppliers.

he's still looking
for more information.

so what about this dr. poole?
dr. stephan poole--

his license was revoked
in 1999

because of
a substance abuse problem.

he hadt reinstated in 2003.

hey, hey, boxer,

how was your date?

that's it.

uh, listen up.

???
???

since everyone seems to be
so damn interested in my social life

yes, i went on a date.

uh, it was a onetime thing.

i am not officially
back on the market.

even if i was, i wouldn't
go out with any of you losers.

okay?

stop staring at my ass, fong.

so any other questions?

(tom) i have a question.

how come councilman ogilvie's
78-year-old mother

was strip-searched at her retirement home
this afternoon?

no one was strip-searched,

unless jacobi got a little
freaky behind my back.

he does have that
"golden girl" fetish.

this is funny to you?
huckles)

it's a little funny.

no?
no.

(clears throat) we had
the drug dogs go through

the retirement commuty
where reece bentley worked.

did they find anything?

well, several of
the old-timers had pot,

including mrs. ogilvie.
you're kidding.

but they claim to have
a prescription for it from their doctor,
who, strangely enough,

had a drug problem.
he's in
the interrogation room.

jacobi and i
are about to go break him.

any other estions?
good.

do not encourage her.

why was
your license suspended?

i developed an addiction
to painkilrs

following a cycling accident.

but i entered a diversion program.
i've been clean for four years.

look, i'm still subjected
to weekly random drug tests.
it's on record.

why are you asking me this?

you prescribe marijuana ????

if there's a medicinal need.
come on. medicinal?

yes, depending on--
and were the drugs found in
edna james' stomach medicinal?

what drugs? i wasn't
prescribing anything for edna.

what was your relationship???

i didn't have one.
were you giving her drugs, too?

no, wait. stop, stop.
slow down.

i a suspect?
at least we're all on the same page.

well, i'm guessing this is the part
where i demand to see a lawyer.

good guess.

(knock on door)claire just called,
said she's got a problem in the morgue.

what kind of problem?

edna james had high levels
of loperamide hydrochloride in her system.

is that some sort
of poison?

it's an over-the-counter ???

probably to keep them from passing the drugs
until after they got home.

reece shows no indications of drug use--
no track marks,

no needle popping signs
anywhere on her body.

she was a good girl.

she exercised regularly,
ate a macriotic diet,

used her sunscreen,
got her first tattoo recently.

nothing big--just a little
butterfly on her hip,

the kind of thing
no one would know about
if she didn't want 'em to.

she waited until she was
in her 30s to ink her body.

not some rash act
of a rebellious teenager.

so she was either
forced to shoot up,

or someone put her head
through a coffee table

and then gave her a hot shot
to make it look like a drug overdose.

i'm afraid
it's worse than that.

the heroine found in reece bentley is the same
as the stuff in edna james' belly,

and i've got
three more o.d.s--

this one

and two others in the fridge.

the heroin has all been cut
with methylfentanyl,

a powerful analgesic
5,000 times stronger than morphine,

making it lethal.

sorry.
i got here as soon as i could.

my editor's holding space
on the front page.

i gure the sooner we get word out on
the street about e bad heroin,

the sooner we can stop
these bodies from piling up.

oh, god.

(lindsay) do you know him?

yeah, i went to law school with him.
his name is robert danies.

i called him in today

to see if he could find anything out
about niors being used as drug mules.

(lindsay) so he was
your street contact?

he had this in his pocket.

what's "vega"?
i don't know.

we're still trying to track down
his next of kin.

i know his parents.
i'll call them.

?????

???

excuse me???

???

uh...just???

my..??

i know this is ...
??

is..???

that entered your
mother-in-law's life recently--

someone new she was seeing
or she was talking about?

no, i mean, her life
revolved around her friends

at the retirement community,
so...

um, we did get into a bit of
an argument recently, though.

she, uh, yeah, she wanted
to change her will

to leave part of her estate
to one of the nurses.

and when edna put her mind
to something...

let's just say noni and i
would have never gotten married

if we hadn't eloped.
what was this nurse's name?

uh, logan. logan young.

if you ask me, i thi
she had a crush on him.

thank you.

thank you.

what are you doing?

i went out with the boys

to shake down
a uple of informants

for old time's sake.

i knew a midlevel drug dealer
named vega

when i was working
gang task force.

i thought
it might be something,

but seems nobody knows
where he is.

you can't be doing that.
you're the lieutenant.

you worried about me?

you see this?

yeah. at least word's
getting out there.

okay, i'm coordinating
with narcotics and the d.e.a.

this is not your typical
black tar chiva.

somebody cut it
with methylfentanyl

before they even
brought it in.
so they messed up?

or it was done on purpose.

jill's contact said there was
a new small-time importer

that was pissing off
the locals.
what about the doctor suspect?

well, so far he checks out,
but we're still digging.

i'll let you know.
all right. um...

(lowers voice)
i need you to take care

of one more thing for me.

yeah, what's that?

undercover guys arrested her
for trying to make a buy.

i swear to you
i was not buying drugs.

i was inquiring about them.

i was trying to find out what
i could about this drug muling.

next thing you know, this guy
is slapping cuffs on me.
that sounds kinky.

how are you doing?
i talked to robert danies' parents.

his mother's on her way down
to claim his effects.

(lindsay) well, tom knew

of a midlevel drug dealer
nad vega.

we're running his name
through the database

and trying tracking him down.

i shouldn't have
asked him to help.

you are not responsible for this.
no?

no.

reece bentley
was squeaky-clean.

i think she was murdered
and set up.

well, her financial records
and lifestyle

show no signs of additional
drug money income.
what about her parents' cruise?

looks likehe was saving
for that for months.

well, the mexican spa???

it's a nice place.

there's maybe a bit of hype

about the healing powers
of theatural springs,

but there's
nothing questionable.

the powder i found in reece's
carpet was vermiculite--

it's a mineral often used
in insulation or fireproofing.

there were no other
sources in her place.
so it could have come off???

which lends credence
to the theory

that she was murdered,
and she probably knew her killer

because i doubt that dog of hers
would have let a stranger in,

which probably leads us back

to the pacific shores
retirement community.

on a whim, i pulled
the financial records

on the residents
from the home

who passed away
over the last few years.

several of them left
portions of their estate

to a nurse--
a guy named logan young.

wait. dennis iverson said
that edna was trying

to change her will
to include logan young.

ladies, we may have a winner.

(lindsay) you're very popular
with the residents

of the pacific shores
retirement community,

aren't you, mr. logan?

so popular, in fact,
that several of the residents

have put you in their wills.

i spd more time with them
than their families do.

well, isn't that your job?
as a nurse, yes.

but i became their friend,
a confidant.

if it made them feel good
to remember me in their wills,

who am i to refuse?

so was that the scam--
you befriend these old people,

gain their trust, get them
to put you in their wills,

and--and then what,
they weren't dying fast enough,

so you decided to put them
to work as drug les?

you crazy, all right?
i like my job.

i like the people
i take care of.
then why is edna james ???

from a toxic drug overdose?
his car is clean

you searched my car?
it's parked on police property.

we are getting a subpoena
to search your house.

all right, you don't need
a search warrant, all right?

go ahead. knock yourself out.
i got nothing to hide.

you also got a phone call
from your boyfriend harold.

says he needs to talk to you.

that's who you should be
talkin' to if you want to know

what's going on
at pacific shores--

especially with edna, since
harold was sleeping with her.
shut up.

he was--her, winnie
and several others.

there's more bed-hopping going
on in a rerement community

than a swinger's club.
trust me.

i've walked in on things
no man should ever see.
it must be his love mints.

he is half past 100,
and edna was a sweet old lady.

they're old, not dead.

bet she was having
more sex than you are.

(claire) is this your son
robert, mrs. danies?

i tried to get my husband
to come, but...

i think robert died
a long time ago for him.

oh, oh...

this is when he was 8.
he was a handful.

i wish he was that age again,
and i could start over.

does the name vega mean
anything to you, mrs. danies?

no.

i used to pretend
i hadn't heard from him

because he had met someone,
and he ran off to europe,

where he was living happily
as a musician.

that's what he'd--
he'd always wanted to be.

there was a tape of his music
with his personal effects.

please. i know he'd
want you to have that.

the son that
i want to remember

is still
running around the yard

chasing the dog with a hose.

you look like
you could use some chocolate.

there's something so wrong

with a parent
outliving their child.

i can't imagine getting your kid
all the way to college--

you think they've survived

all the trials
and tribulations of childhood...

running into traffic,
drowning in the pool,

somebody snatchin' 'em
at the grocery store and...

and then losing 'em.

yeah, i don't think
i want to have children,

because i couldn't take
if anything happened to them.

is that why you're dragging
yo heels with luke?

he's made it very clear
he wants to move forward.

people have a habit of
disappearing out of my life.

me and lindsay are still here.
for how long?

you know, i thought
lindsay and tom

would be together forever.

well, sometimes life gets you
on the blind side.

i never planned
on ed getting shot

and winding up in a wheelchair,
but it happened.

life goes on,
and you make the best of it

because it's
the only one you get.

if you're strong and push
through the pain and the fear,

you often find that happiness
is waiting for you

on the other side.

and if you're
not strong enough?

then that is what
your friends are for--

to give you a gentle push

or a kick in the ass.

the more we come here, the more
i realize i miss my mom.

i have the opposite problem.
i can't get rid of mine.

she'll probably
outlive us both.
jessica!

oh, here we go.

you should have called me.
i-i look like a mess.

no, you look fine.

uh, do you know
where harold is?

he's watching tv.

arclonna
introduce me to your friend?

right. um, do you remember
you met the other day?

this is inspector jacobi,

and i'm
inspector lindsay boxer.

how do you do?
always a pleasure, ma'am.

winnie, do you know
what happened to edna?

i'm afraid she passed away.

yes, from a drug overdose.

someone was using her to smuggle
heroin back from mexico.

do you know anything
about that?

there are a lot of bad things
ing on around here.

(lowers voice) like what kind
of bad things?

well, i'm pretty sure...

someone is taking pictures
of me when i'm bathing...

you know, like for those
girlie calendars.

i have alerted
administrator douglas,

but i don't think
he believes me.

but perhaps you could
speak to him for me?

(normal voice) yes, uh,
we will look into that.

thank you.

well, that was helpful.

(lindsay) can we talk to you
for a minute, mr. larson?

harold?

nice try, harold.

oh, god, i think he really
is dead this time.

hey. what happened?

i don't know.
the guy looked dead.

maybe somebody gave him
a shot of bad heroin.

why?

he was snooping around.

he called me earlier and said
he needed to talk to me.
where's jacobi?

back at the retirement center

questioning all the residents
and staff.

i'm gonna go over there later.
your friend was lucky
you found him when you did.

he's not dying,
but he sure came close. hello.

hi.

was it heroin?

no. uh, no.
he's extremely hypoglycemic.

he was about ten minutes away
from slipping into a coma,

which is strange considering
he's not diabetic.
could someone have ???

yeah, i guess,
if they really wanted to.

an insulin overdose
would do it.

it's almost impossible to
pick up in an autopsy, too.

listen, i've gotta get back
to a chronic c.o.p.d.'er.

wait, i'm gonna have a uni
babysit harold tonight, okay?

i don't want anybody
gettin' near him.
yes, ma'am.

y'all could pretend to be

a little less in love
for my sake.
i'm trying. what now?

now we find the person who tried
to give harold a dirt nap.

is there some next of kin
we should be notifying?

apparently not. the guy
doesn't have anybody.

you know,
i don't want to get old.

i just--i don't think
it's a good idea.

you know,
things stop working,

and people have to take care
of you. just--no.

isn't that what kids are for?

you know, you birth
your own caregivers

for your twilight years?
wow, that is some maternal
instinct you have there.

the truth is,
you can't count on family.
or spouses.

women outlive men long after
they've outgrown them.

we'll probably end up
in a condo in boca raton.

i see lots of floppy hats
and big sunglasses

and acrylic nails
in our future.

think you need to go home.

you're getting delirious.

no, i'm gonna wait
till the uni gets here.

i'll see you in the morning.

and i don't want excuses
or explanations or anything.

i want you to make sure that
it doesn't happen again, ever.

now label it and make a note
that it was on the floor

and is most likely contaminated.

i can come back.

no.

just had a bit
of a conniptiofit.

do those hurt?

sorry.

i came in here
to do some work,

and there's evidence
on the floor.

no one seems to notice or care.

they just drop it
and leave it there

like it's peanut shells
at a ball game!

i didn't even notice

until i felt
the crunch under my shoe.

ew. was it a finger?

well, i don't know.

no, it was the vermiculite

from reece bentley's
crime scene.

oh, the insulation?

yeah, insulation,

packing material,
soil additive--

they even use it to make
inground pools.

wait. what?

inground pools. they use it to
make sure the bottom's smooth.

no, no, no, the other part.
the soil?
yeah.

oh, i think you might owe
your tech an apology.

i don't think
that was spilled.

what if it came off of
someone's shoes or their clothes

like it did
at reece bentley's apartment?

dennis iverson, edna's
son-in-law, was here yesterday

picking up his mother-in-law's
things, right?
yeah.

do you know what he does
for a living? landscaping.

(cell phone rings)
i saw his truck at his house.

boxer. jacobi, li--

okay, great, i'll be there
in a second.

listen, i need you to get
dennis iverson in custody now.

we have evidence that he was
at reece bentley's apartment.

okay, thanks.
harold's woken up.

maybe he has something for me...
other than an erection.

(lindsay) why would someone
try to kill you, harold?

maybe i was getting
a little too nosy.

i was playing detective.

did you know that edna
was beginning to get nervous

she might not be able
to stay on at the home?

her money had run out.
what about her daughter?

she was nice, but she
didn't have any doug-

probably because
of her husband dennis--

a real creep.

he shows up at pacific shores
at least once a week

doing e landscaping,
but he never once

popped in
to say hello to edna,

unless it s to ask
for more money.

money for what?
well, maybe his business
was in trouble.

edna had a nice little nest egg
when she first came here,

but now it was gone,

and they were threatening
to kick her out.

what--dennis?

no, the administrator--
alan douglas.

i was snoopin' around his office
looking for clues,

and he was not amused.

well, did you find anything?

no drugs, but a lot of porno.

seems douglas really likes
large women.

i mean, some of these broads

could have played
for the broncos.

harold, focus.

did alan douglas threaten
anyone else at pacific shores?

two or three of the residents
were in financial trouble.

some of them signed their
estates over to pacific shores

in exchange for staying on
at the home.

now the dough was gone
all of a sudden,

and they were worried they
were gonna be kicked out.

these people, did they
all go to mexico?

harold is right.

dennis iverson's landscape
company was in trouble.

yeah, so much so
that he was paying ex-cons

under the table
to work for him.

and at least one of them
has a drug record.

okay. can you get me warrants
for iverson's house,

his trucks, his warehouse?
already in the works.

i also opened up pacific shores'
financial records.

i'm gonna need
a forensic accountant

to dig through it all,
but it looks like

somebody was making
some very bad investments.

but dennis wouldn't have
had access to that.
no, but somebody ???

somebody like administrator
alan douglas.

he was investing money he was
supposed to be holding in trust

for the residents and keeping
the profits for himself--

until the market crashed.
did you know that
he used to be a nurse?

guess where
he went to school?

university of
huatulco, mexico, baby.

so alan douglas
needed to reple

the money he lost investing.

why not drug smuggling?
he had the mexican connection,

nursing know-how,
an adequate supply of mules.

but he couldn't do it
on his own,

and he knew dennis iverson
s desperate

to keep his mother-in-law
in pacific shores,

and dennis had cons
working for him.

oh, this is good.
you're good.

we're good. we set?

yeah.
excuse us.

i called him at work
and told him

we had some information
on his mother-in-law's death.

how long has he been in there?
about 20 minutes.

good. he should be
just gettin' squirmy by now.

and hot. i turned the heat up
in there before he got here.

you are evil.
mm.

this is why i love you.
(chuckles)

what about the wife?
should be here any minute.

okay, i'm gonna soften him u
a bit before she gets here.

do you still have the heroin
from reece bentley's house?

i'm gonna tell him that we found
his fingerprints on the drugs.

ooh! who's evil now?

i was beginning to think
you guys forgot about me.

it's kinda hot in here.
really? 'cause it doesn't
feel hot to me.

mnh-mnh.

so what's going on?
did you guys find something?

what's that?
well, you tell us.

your fingerprints
are all over it.

what? i-i don't even know
what that is.

you're barely making ends meet.
your business is crashing.

you couldn't even afford
to keep your wife's mother

in a retirement community.

so you came up with a plan to
make the old girl a drug mule.
you're crazy.

you took 30 or so
down to mexico for a trip.

you picked, i don't know,
two or three

and fed them
a dozen balloons of heroin.

then you gave them
antidiarrhea medicine

so they couldn't unload
the drugs until they

smuggled them all the way back
to the retirement community,

where you then pump them
full of laxatives.
i haven't been mexico

do you know what vermiculite is?
yeah, we--we use it
to treat the soil. why?

because it was found
in the morgue after you came in

to claim edna's
personal effects.

so maybe i had some
on my boots, you know?

what's that got to do
with anything?
we found some

must have come off your boots
when you killed her.
i-i didn't kill anyone.

you used senior citizens
as drug mules?
(door closes)

(scoffs) it was a great plan
until edna died on the plane.

you knew there would be
an autopsy.

you knew we would
find the drugs,

so you needed a scapegoat--
reece bentley.

she was on the trip,
she lived by herself,

so you killed her,
covered it up

to make it look
like a drug overdose.
you know what?

i've heard enough of this,
so i'm leaving.

we have search warrants
for your house, your car,

your business.
no, we are leaving.

is it true, dennis?
honey, don't listen to them.

they--they don't know what
the hell they're talking about.

did you kill my mother?

of course not.

the district attorney's office

is willing to cut you a deal
right now if you cooperate.

you could be looking
at life behind bars.
oh, my god.

no, honey, don't listen to them,
all right? they're bluffing.

we've already arrested
two of your ex-con workers,

including a drug dealer
named vega.

we're giving you the chance
to roll on them

before they roll on you--

unless you want to be
bunk buddies in san quentin.
dennis!

just shut up, all right?
just... shut up.

do you have any idea how much
it cost to keep your mother

in that damn place?
so you killed her?

no! no. this whole thing
wasn't even my idea. okay?

it was alan douglas.

no one was supposed
get hurt.

look, the old folks
went along with it if it meant

thathey got to stay
in the retirement community.

he threatened to put 'em
on the street

if they didn't go alg with it.
so what happened
to reece bentley?

he said that
she knew something,

and he wanted to scare her
into not talking.

but she didn't know anything.

he lied to me to get me
to go with him.

alan douglas killed her...

to cover his tracks.

mr. douglas?

excuse me, mr. douglas,

we have a warrant
for your arrest.

gun!
(woman screams)

ohh!

(jacobi) stop!

(jacobi) get down!

jessica!

oh!

come here.

no, no, no, no, no, no!
(screams)

back off...
or i'll shoot her!
(gasping)

winnie, just relax, all right?
he is not gonna shoot you.

i will if you don't
put down the guns.

i mean it!

you are not gonna shoot her
or anybody else today.

you see?

i was counting.

i do this for a living.

and i gotta tell ya,
i hate amateurs.

are you all right?

you handcuffed him
underwater?

that's very impressive,
houdini.

don't you sweet-talk me.
you could've tackled him.

hey, i just got this suit.

get out.

so dennis and douglas
both needed money.

one of them had
a mexican connection

and a supply of potential mules,

and the other had a network of
ex-cons with drug backgrounds.

that's a match made
in heaven.

something tells me that's not
where they're gonna end up.

let's hope not.

here's to putting
a few more bad guys away.

nice work, ladies.
cheers.

(claire) uh-oh. put away
your alcohol. hall monitor.

oh! hey, uh, sorry, ladies.
didn't mean to interrupt.

i just want to congratulate you

on the dennis iverson/
administrator douglas arrest.

nice work.
i had some help.

well, we've had no more o.d.s,
so word's outhere.

that's great.
(tom) yeah.

yeah. (laughs)

yeah.

uh, i'm gonna
head back upstairs.

okay.
nice seein' you, tom.

bye!
have a nice night, ladies.

enjoy those beers.

you take far too much delight
in watching him squirm.

oh, come on. that was fun.
(laughs)

i love seeing them
in that awkward

"i hope they're not talking
about my penis size" moment.

okay. speaking of which,
jill and i have been talking,

and we think we have
another guy you should meet.
okay, conversation's over.

what? i thought we were gonna
have a celebration dinner.
i can't. i have a date.

with who?

i can't say.

i have a date, too.
i don't.

i'm single and hungry.

how do you feel about chinese
takeout with me and my family?

really?
mm-hmm.

th sounds awesome.

mm. you haven't seen my kids
at a dinner table.

thought you were going out
with lindsay and claire?

change of plans.

oh, lucky me. nice music.

who is it?

old friend of mine's album.

yeah? he's good.

yeah.

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i have a date.

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