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Funny thing. You have mud
covering both of your ...

Ohh!

Green tea with honey,
and a redeye, three extra shots.

Thank you.

You're drinking
four shots of espresso.

Yeah, 'cause these stupid cups
don't hold five.

So I can take that to mean
that you're not sleeping?

Almost every time I close
my eyes, I see her face.

I know. So do I.

I just can't believe
Alice got out of jail.

I mean, we were so close.

- How does that make you feel?
- Bad.

And mad.

- And sad.
- Strong feelings.

- You care to explore them?
- They're pretty simple.

Well, but what's behind them is not.

And you have been through so much.

I mean, look inside.
What do you see?

I'm even madder and...
sadder.

- Nothing else?
- No, I ...

I don't know why this woman
is obsessed with me.

I talked to her once
at the police academy.

I don't know what I've done
or what she thinks I've done.

I just ... I don't where she is,

and until I have answers, I just ...
This is it.

- Bad, sad, mad.
- Exactly.

Thanks for understanding.

Okay, I'm gonna go.

- Well, what are you gonna do?
- I'm gonna go find her.

- It was nice having coffee with you.
- Yeah, good talk.

6x18 - "A Shot in the Dark"

Four years for possession
with intent to distribute.

So Alice Sands is a drug dealer.

That explains
where she got all the cash

to be able to screw with my life.

- I called Paul o'Connell.
- From the drug unit.

Yeah, he's the guy that arrested
Alice and put her in prison.

- He's expecting you.
- Okay. Great.

Well, the guard who supervised
Alice Sand's release

saw her get into a gold
Plymouth Satellite,

- but he didn't get a plate.
- They stopped making those in 1975.

Great. I'll put out a BOLO
for the make, model, and color.

He get a look at the driver
who picked her up?

No. But we're pulling video
that might have caught an image.

Now that Alice Sands is out,

- I want to arrange protection, Jane.
- No.

No, the last time you did that,

I ended up in an
apartment all by myself.

- Jane.
- What ... you're getting married today.

Can't miss that.

- Can I?
- Wha... I ...

That's what I thought.

We only caught her
because we got lucky.

She was pulled over
on a routine traffic stop,

and there was a bag in the trunk
with enough cocaine in it

to bring her up
on intent to distribute.

But before that, she's never
been on our radar in any way.

Okay, well, what about the rest
of her operation?

Well, she didn't give up
any information on it.

I mean, we dug around ...
looked into possible associates.

- We came up with nothing.
- So you couldn't shut it down?

No. If her organization exists,
it's deep, deep underground.

Well, there's got to be something.
I mean, a paper trail

or something
from another investigation...

I'm sorry, detective.
I got to go. I'm on a stakeout.

Good luck finding a drug ring
that the drug unit couldn't.

It's hard to believe
that's Alice Sands' dad.

- Yep. Supercop.
- Damn straight.

Someone should make a movie about him.

No one would believe it.
This guy was amazing.

And his brother.
His dad, too.

The fantastic three.
Why did Alice break the mold?

Because Marvel had the rights
to "Fantastic Four?"

Nerd humor. Nice.

Hey. So I left four messages
for Detective McFadden,

and I finally got one back ...
"leave me alone."

- I'll go.
- You know him?

No, but I know his language.
You have an address?

- I'll text it to you.
- Okay.

Hey. What'd you find out
from o'Connell?

That Alice knew how to keep her
drug business completely buried.

- We already knew that.
- Yeah.

Did you get a list of her
visitors while she was in jail?

It's bizarre.
She didn't have any.

What?
She was there for four years.

Not one visitor.

This woman leaves no trace
of anything behind her.

Jane, we got a hit
on the gold Plymouth.

It was involved in a murder
in Maine this morning.

The car belongs
to a woman named Wendy Allen

who was at MCI Framingham.

- The same time as Alice?
- Cellmates.

Wendy was in for prostitution
and minor drug charges.

Served 11 months.
Released two weeks ago.

Here she is in Maine.

Both the shooter and Wendy
are still at large.

That's Wendy
coming out of the store

after the trooper is shot.

- Do we have footage of the driver?
- No.

So we can't be sure
that's Alice Sands.

She shot a cop and left her
cellmate behind. That's her.

Tell the locals we're on our way.
Come on, Frankie.

It's her turn to be chased.

Request permission to expand
the search area.

Stay with quadrants A and B.
She's got the river on one side.

- We covered the road on the other.
- Copy that.

Gun's still holstered, so he
didn't feel like he was in danger.

Single gunshot wound to the chest.
Died instantly.

This wasn't a murder.
It was an execution.

I'm sorry. This must
be very difficult for you.

We got a good print
off the broken wine bottle.

Belongs to Wendy Allen.

Uh, we can have our officer in our BRIC

- send you everything we have.
- No, we're good.

- Are you sure, because ...
- Get Ramirez on it.

Trooper, do you have a problem
with us being here?

I never have problems
on my crime scenes.

There's mud underneath his nails.

Well, yeah,
the security video caught him

wiping it off the license plate.

He couldn't read the numbers.

Yeah, because she covered them up.

Well, I'd like to get
a sample of this mud.

If we know its origin,

we know where Alice Sands was
prior to coming here.

Our M.E.'s on the way from Lewiston.

I'd like him to secure the evidence.

Who I'm sure is excellent,
but Dr. Isles is the best.

We'll handle it.

Frederickson, make sure
the scene stays fresh.

Okay, did your office tell you
our connection to this case?

I believe the woman that you're
looking for is Alice Sands.

She's an ex-con

who's been targeting me
and my family for weeks.

And Trooper Juster
is like family to me,

so it's personal for all of us.

Great!
Then let's work together and ...

Officer.
Not long ago, I was abducted.

Chloroformed.
My hands were bound.

- He hit me.
- Oh, that's awful.

All that was done at the behest
of the woman we're chasing,

who most likely killed your friend.

J.D., it's Williams.

Go.

Dogs picked up a scent.
Quadrant B, West.

We think it's Wendy Allen.

- On my way. Let's go.
- Thanks.

- Frankie.
- Jane.

I'm gonna take the samples
back to Boston for analysis.

Okay.
I'll see you there.

- We need to take her alive.
- No guarantees.

Who the hell is it?

Oh, come on.

Oh, no, no, no.
I'm through with cops.

McFadden, it's Vince Korsak.
I brought a friend.

I got scotch.

Come on. One drink.

I won't be long.
I'm on the way to a wedding.

Really?
Who's getting married?

I am.

Well, good luck.

Fourth time's the charm, huh?

Fourth?

Dewey. It's J.D.
Any visual on the suspect?

No, sir.

Widen the search area.

Copy that.
Proceeding to quadrants C and D.

Watch the hunting blinds.

Mayor's citation for bravery.

Medal of valor.
Police officer of the year?

Yeah, yeah.
Lots of ribbons and plaques.

Nothing for "father of the year".

I mean, that's what you want
to know about, isn't it?

Alice comes from a family
of decorated cops.

- Mm.
- She took a different path. It's curious.

It's a lot more than curious.
This is tragic.

That's my daughter, detective.

And even so, she'd be
the one I'd be looking for

if I was still on the force.

Nobody's pointing
a finger at you.

Well, maybe they should.

Look, I think about this all the time.

My Alice was perfect in high school.

She was valedictorian, cap...

captain of the softball team.

And there's every reason to believe

that she would have graduated
first in her class at the academy.

But then, all of a sudden,
everything went sideways.

Something happen?

She didn't do as well
as I'd hoped, as she had hoped.

She resigned.
I mean, she quit.

She said she didn't have
the heart for it anymore,

and the only reason
why she was there

was because she was, uh ...

- she was a McFadden.
- What'd Alice do after that?

It wasn't cop business,
so I just didn't care.

It's, uh ...
after she got arrested...

I sure learned a lot, didn't I?

- Did you visit her in prison?
- Hell, no.

I haven't talked to Alice

since she, uh,
got her inmate number.

And nobody in my family has, either.

Look, that's it.
That's everything, all right?

That's high school,
that's the academy.

You mind if I take that
down to the station?

- Please do.
- I'll make sure you get everything back.

No need, detective.
No need.

It's so romantic.

I mean, this is just all about them.

- I think it's beautiful.
- It still makes me ...

- Nervous?
- Yes.

Why? Do you think I'm going
to propose to you?

What?

- Don't worry. You're safe.
- Mm.

- Feel better?
- Oh, yeah.

- I won't wear it.
- It's a tiny nod to propriety.

Do it for me.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mimi,
but this is for me and Vince.

We're having
exactly the wedding we want.

Speaking of Vince, Kiki.

I have some real
time restraints today.

Yeah, yes.
I'll try him again.

No.

- Hello, future Mrs. Korsak.
- Oh. I am so glad you're here.

- Oh, wow.
- Oh.

- Wow. You look ...
- Oh, thank you.

And wow.

- You know.
- Oh.

Hey, where were you?
Ron was worried.

- Nothing to do with you.
- So it does have to do with me?

I think I'm gonna get
something from the bar.

- It's not open.
- Sure, it is.

- Ooh, I can help myself.
- Oh.

- Are you ready?
- Absolutely.

Great.
Let's do this.

Maura called.
Jane's gonna be a little late.

- Oh.
- Uh, where's Maura?

She's across at the lab
running some tests.

She'll come over
when I give the word.

- Okay.
- Vince.

- We're gonna lose Judge Carter.
- Everything will be all right.

I'm gonna call Jane
and get an exact time.

Okay.

She's not picking up.

Probably driving. I bet
she's right around the corner.

You're taller than I expected.

Drop the gun.

You know what Alice did to me.

Can you imagine
what she's gonna do to you

when she doesn't
need you anymore?

- Keep talking while you can.
- She left you at the station.

She left you out here
to fend for yourself.

She's got a plan.

- She tell you that plan?
- Shut up.

You better start thinking
about yourself, Wendy.

Because Alice only thinks
about herself.

She loves me.

- Like she loved Joe Harris?
- She had sex with him.

For a man, that's as good as love.

- So she was just using him?
- That's right.

- But she's not using you?
- Shut... up.

You know what?
Fine.

Let's say Alice does love you.

She killed a state trooper.

These woods are full of angry troopers.

You getting shot.
Was that part of the plan?

I love her.

Okay.
But you're not a killer.

You're not.

Give me the gun.

Korsak, I'm so sorry.

Well, you had a gun to your head.

It's not like you stopped
to catch a movie.

Yeah, I know, but I just ...
I still feel bad.

You have that right.

Um, just ... I'll be there
as soon as I can, okay?

Eh, what's a few hours between
friends with an open bar?

I'm making margaritas!

It's Nina.
Just apologize to Kiki for me?

- Will do.
- Okay.

Nina.

Wendy's family owns a cabin
an hour from the gas station.

I'm sure that's where
they were headed.

It's about 45 minutes
from the Canadian border.

- I'm sending you the coordinates.
- Okay, thanks.

Where's Miller?

- What do you got?
- GPS coordinates

for a cabin owned by Wendy's family.

- You think Alice is there?
- Yeah, I think that was her plan.

What surprises me the most

is the moisture retention in this soil.

The PH is decidedly different
than the crime scene samples.

Mm-hmm.

- Are you reading a comic book?
- Uh, yeah.

I found them in the high school box.

These "Archies" are by far
the most interesting.

- Really? How so?
- Well, in every way.

I mean, this guy's got
a hell of a lot going on.

- Kent.
- Of course.

I do have a breakdown on the
organic carbon content of the soil

as well as particle size
distribution and bulk density.

Great.
I'd like to see it.

You know, I think Principal
Weatherbee's far too hard on Archie,

and I don't believe
for one second he's ex-military.

If I say I agree with you,
can we move on?

Of course.

- A little space, Kent.
- Oh.

There's no way the mud
on those plates is from Maine.

No, it's from the banks
of the Charles River.

Hmm.

When did you tell Alice
about the family cabin?

Was it a few months
after you met her?

Hmm?

Mm. I'll bet that you told her

and then quickly, your
relationship got physical, huh?

You wanted Alice,
she wanted the cabin.

She used you
just like she used Joe Harris.

State troopers are at the cabin.

Nobody's there,
but it's fully stocked

as if two people were
gonna be there for a while.

- Car.
- No tracks.

Mm. So no car, no Alice.

- I love her.
- She's not capable of love.

- She is.
- No, she isn't!

- She only cares about herself.
- That's not true.

- Wendy, you got to help yourself.
- She loved me.

- It doesn't matter now.
- It matters.

- No.
- I matter.

- Not to her, you didn't!
- I mattered!

Me and her son ... we mattered.
And nobody else!

She has a son?

What's his name?
Wendy, what is his ...

- Frankie.
- What's up?

Alice has a son.
Call Nina.

Tell her to look somewhere
near the Charles River.

- I'm sorry, Vince.
- The law must be served.

You're a good man.

Well, we can debate that later.
Thanks, man.

Jane.

I'm an hour away.

Just start the ceremony without me.

Don't bother. We had to
send Judge Carter on his way.

Oh, Vince...

No, it's all right.
My best man's worth waiting for.

And don't rush.
We've rescheduled for tomorrow.

Where's Alice?

Stay with Kiki, okay?
We'll discuss the case tomorrow.

Sorry.

I'm still here.

- How's Kiki?
- Fine.

- Really?
- Absolutely.

- I'm more concerned about you.
- Don't be.

Nina called.
She's got something.

Alice is on the run.
She's gonna make a mistake,

and I'm gonna get her, Vince.
I can feel it.

Come on.

- Hey.
- I've been staring at maps

and thinking about
where Alice would be going.

The border?
Well, she can't get across.

And we have a BOLO on the Plymouth.

- And an APB for Alice.
- And she knows that.

- She dyed her hair.
- Yeah.

Now she looks like Wendy Allen.

Because nobody's looking
for Wendy Allen.

Alice, as Wendy,
walked into Canada

at the Estcourt Station
crossing two hours ago.

Okay, she's not dodging us again.

We'll have the RCMP bring her in.
The mounties will get her.

Yeah, I want her here.
Now.

- Is this everything, Kent?
- Uh, yeah.

More "Archie"?

I promise, everything of evidentiary
value is on that wall there.

I do not understand
your fascination with these.

It ... they're all just dating

and flirting
and crushes and makeouts.

Look.

I went to an all-boys boarding
school on a barren heath.

The only girl I ever saw
was on a poster for cheese.

These ... they're a great primer
for relationships,

- something I know nothing about.
- But it's just comic books.

- Oh. Here comes Jane.
- Thank God.

Well, I guess we'll continue
our conversation later, Betty.

And I'll see you later, too, Veronica.

- Later, jughead.
- All right, so you ...

Please tell me
you've got something good.

I've created a psychological
profile of Alice Sands.

I thought if you could better
understand the way she thought ...

I could figure out
what she was gonna do next.

Fantastic.

Alice Sands, the high school student,
was popular.

- Homecoming queen.
- Smart.

Valedictorian.

- National honor society. Wow.
- And driven.

"I want to be the first
woman president

or the president of the corporation
that makes that happen."

All right.

She came from a family of highly
decorated police officers,

which creates a conflict.

When she joined
the police academy,

she assumed that she would
excel, but she didn't.

She struggled
because you were there.

Wh ... Me?
I didn't even know her.

Well, she knew you,

and she recorded
your time in the mile,

your test scores, all of which
were faster and higher than hers.

You can graduate number two
and still be a good cop.

Well, for Alice Sands,
anything less than number

one was a failure to
herself and to her family.

Some rough life.

Based on this profile,
Alice's fixation with you,

the seeds of which were planted
in the police academy,

bloomed when she was in prison.

Cut off from her family, she lost
all connection to who she was.

And she had a lot of time to think.

A narcissistic high achiever

needs somebody to blame
when things go wrong.

And Alice Sands believes
that you're the reason

that her life didn't go as planned.

I just don't think she's gonna
stop coming after you, Jane.

- I think you're right.
- I'm sorry.

No, don't be.
This is great.

Jane.

Wait. Jane.

- What are you going to do?
- I don't know.

What does the target
of an obsessive narcissist do

- to draw their attention?
- This is a bad road.

Well, I didn't pick this road.

I'm sure as hell
not gonna let her drive.

Wedding. Yes.
Going to get ready.

Don't.
I just sent Kiki home.

- Why? Did you call it off?
- Postponed.

Frankie and Nina found
Alice Sand's son.

Eric Stone visited Wendy

every single week
she was incarcerated.

And when Wendy was released,
he visited Joanne Scott,

- the cellmate who replaced her.
- In Alice Sands' cell.

Because he wasn't visiting Wendy.
He was visiting Alice.

Do you know where we can find him?

I do.

"BCU ... a renowned institute
of higher learning

located by the beautiful Charles River.

Where you can get a great
education in an historic setting."

And mud for your license plate.

All right, look.
We'll divide and conquer.

Tonight.
7:00 at the Libes?

- Excuse me. Eric Stone?
- Alice Sands' son?

- That's a yes.
- Hey!

Hey!
Take it easy.

Eric Stone.

Anthropology major.

Dean's list.
Service award.

- Doesn't add up.
- Why? Because of my mother?

Alice Sands isn't actually your mother.

Biologically? No.

Legally, no.
You were never adopted.

And yet on your college
registration forms,

it says, "emergency contact:
Alice Sands, mother."

We don't have papers,
but she's my mother.

She saved my life,
took care of me,

set me on the right path.
She loves me.

We're listening.

I never knew my dad.
I was 5 when my mom OD'd.

I bounced around between relatives.

When I was 14, my cousin Freddie
had me on the street

as a lookout while he sold drugs.

Alice lived in the neighborhood.
She took me in.

And were you a part
of her drug business?

- She's a legitimate businesswoman.
- They why'd you run?

You framed her, you can frame me.

- She wasn't framed.
- Look.

Alice put me on the right track,

made me stay in school,
paid my tuition.

- Okay, and then she turned to crime.
- No, she was framed.

- By who?
- Cops.

What cops?

I don't know,
but that's what she told me.

She was in jail because of cops.

She's a great woman, my mother.
The best.

Hey. Got some news.

Alice Sands was spotted getting
off a bus in Qu�bec City.

They've tracked her
to a warehouse district.

They've cordoned off
a two-block radius.

As soon as backup arrives,
they'll move in.

- Got to love the mounties.
- Yeah.

- Let us know as soon as they have her.
- Will do.

- Thanks, Frankie.
- Yeah.

That's good.

I'll make sure
the extradition goes quickly.

- Great.
- I don't get Alice Sands at all.

Bad person that did
something good with this kid.

Do you think she has
legitimate businesses?

Looking to change?

Turn back into the Alice
she was supposed to be?

Or these legitimate businesses

were just a cover
for her drug operation.

I think she killed a cop.
That's my bet.

To say the least.

Hey, Kiki.

Okay.

Well, let's talk.
All right.

- Everything all right?
- I'm not sure.

Guess when you postpone
your wedding twice,

a person could have some questions.

Well, go. Talk to her.

- Are you going back in?
- No.

I'm gonna let him sit for a while,

have Nina check out
these legitimate businesses,

start to dismantle her organization.

That's not what I said.

I would never tell you
to draw a sociopath to you.

Well, that's what I heard.

Well, you heard
what you wanted to hear.

- Doesn't everybody?
- Not like you.

- That's not true.
- Okay.

I just want you to stay in one piece.

Okay, well, that we can agree on.

- Hi, Ma.
- Hi!

- Can you, um, describe me?
- What?

Just, you know, like what kind
of person you think I am.

- Uh, what's going on?
- Jane is trying to figure out

why this Alice Sands
is so obsessed with her.

Oh. Okay.

Someone with your confidence and drive

can seem like a complete mystery

to a person who lacks
one or the other.

So therefore, they feel intimidated.

That's the non-clinical version,
and she's right.

- I don't mean to be intimidating.
- But you are.

Yeah, you don't mean to be
a pain in the ass, either,

- but sometimes I ...
- Yes, I wonder where I got that.

It's a mystery.

Oh, there's something going on
with Korsak and Kiki.

This looks serious.

Oh. He looks angry.

No, no, no.
That's just his face.

We have an announcement.

It's kind of a big one,
if we could get your attention.

What?
It's... beautiful.

- Ron, do you think you could help out?
- Okay.

- Who's that?
- Okay. Here we go.

The sister.

We both realized
that given what I do,

there will always be
another emergency.

Yes.

And we've tried to keep this
wedding as simple as possible,

which hasn't worked.

Wha... You're not canceling
the wedding.

- We're getting married in 20 minutes.
- Judge Carter's on the way.

Yeah!

Yes, and I'll make coffee for Mimi.

I'll throw some water on her.

- And I have to change.
- Yes. Oh! So do I!

- Okay. Bye, Ma.
- Bye.

Do you have a dress in a drawer?

- Maybe. Where's yours?
- Evidence locker.

- Hey.
- Any word from the mounties?

They're getting ready to move in.

Which I just told my sister
two minutes ago.

I'll tell her again.

I tracked Eric Stone's BCU tuition check

to an "S" corp
controlled by Alice Sands.

That led me down this trail.

"Quincy Street Investments.
West End Appliances.

New Brunswick Woodworks."
These are legitimate?

Seems like it,
but their origin,

tax information
that details what they do,

it's all buried under layers
of shell corporations

and registering agents.

Why would you do that
if they're clean?

Because you're using them
for things that aren't.

Wedding's on!

Yes, it is.
I'm getting my hat.

Okay. Wait.
You have a special wedding hat?

It's just a little hat.

It's only right for weddings.

You know, those Canadian
businesses might make it easier

to move things across the border.

Nice.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Ah.

- Aren't you coming?
- Oh, yeah.

I just got to call Nicole.
She's coming.

- Great.
- It is great, right?

That's what I said.
Why wouldn't it be?

Oh, I don't know.
I just thought you should know.

- Now I know.
- Great.

- See you there.
- Yeah.

- Kiki ...
- Wait! Sorry.

Can we all just make sure
that our cellphones are off?

Thank you, Jane.

Kiki.

When I'm not with you,

I will be waiting for you.

You will always be in my life.

Vince.

How did I get so lucky?

Aww.

By the power vested in me

by the Commonwealth
of Massachusetts,

I now pronounce you
Vince and Kiki Korsak.

- It's official!
- Out of sin!

d For your love d

d oh, I would do anything d

d I would do anything d

- So what do you think?
- # for your love #

- Slim pickings.
- Mm-hmm.

Just got slimmer.

Did I miss it?

- God.
- Yes.

Oh, God.
The pleats take forever to iron.

Oh, Kent.
You're wearing a dress.

No, Jane. It's a kilt.

And this kilt needs swinging.

No!

Fine. Suit yourself.
Oh.

Not too much swinging, all right?
Oh, God.

- You know they don't wear anything under those?
- Yes, I know that.

Uh, you need to go that way.
Get up. Go.

Goodbye. Now.
Hurry. Go.

d You are my sunshine d

d my only sunshine d

d you make my happy
when skies are gray d

d you'll never know, dear,
how much I love you d

- He's killing me.
- # please don't take #

- I can't hear you. I've got the ocean in my eyes.
- # my sunshine away #

What?

Uh-oh.
Look out!

- Home!
- Yeah!

Whoa!
Go, Frankie!

Give me a kiss, baby!

Ooh.

- Did you see that?
- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, this could get good.
- And I'm seeing it.

- Come on, let's dance.
- Oh, no. No, I'm ...

You know I'm no good at it.

Uh, excuse me, Angela.

Uh, it would be my utmost honor
if I could have this dance.

Whoa, not so fast, buddy.
I haven't danced with my girl yet.

d and I can make a poor man shiver d

d cold in the heart of the
city in the winter d

You have a big heart.

- Big feet, too.
- Yeah, I know.

d and the party don't start
until we in there d

I've been a crappy best man.

There have been three before you,

and you, Jane Rizzoli,
are by far the best... looking.

d I can make lightning flash thank you. d

d in the palm of my hand, yeah d

d I can make the devil
sell me his soul d

d and then calmly sing
whoo-whoo-whoo d

d and if I get too mad d

- No.
- # I can make the thunder roll #

- Ooh, yeah.
- # yeah #

- No, no.
- Yeah.

Come on. Come on.

- No, I ...
- Hello, ladies.

Oh. Oh, oh, oh.
Watch it, watch it.

Hello!

d but you don't wanna see,
and she don't wanna leave d

d baby, I'm too hot,
just dance with me d

- Who is that?
- Oh!

- Jane!
- Come on!

d we just came to party d

d we just came to party d

Really?
On a poster for cheese?

You poor thing.

At my wedding,
you're going to wear

a midnight blue strapless
maid of honor dress.

- No, I don't think so.
- Why not?

Well, with the amount of alcohol
that I'm gonna consume,

that ... it's just not
gonna work for me.

Okay.

Well, it would be a great color
on your skin tone,

so think about it.

Yeah, I've thought about it.
No.

That's... I'm gonna need straps.

So the best man
needs to make a toast.

- Jane?
- Oh, God. That's me.

- Okay.
- Yes.

- Toast. Yeah.
- Toast! Come on!

- Toast!
- Toast!

- Speech!
- Speech!

- Speech!
- Come on!

I'm no expert on love.
Or marriage.

Or toasts, actually,
now that I think about it.

Um...

but I have a PhD in Vince Korsak.

So I know
what a good man looks like.

And when you look at Kiki,

and Kiki, when you look at him,
and you smile, it just ...

that's what true love is.

That's what true love looks like.

So, uh, to Vince and Kiki.
May you always look like that.

- Yeah! Cheers!
- Cheers!

- Hear, hear.
- Hear, hear.

Ow!

My God, I thought
the plumbing exploded again.

Rice for you.

- Rice for ...
- No!

We're supposed
to throw this at Korsak?

- It's traditional.
- I think it's gonna piss him off.

- Nah, what do you think, Maura?
- Is he armed?

Back home, it's tradition
to capture the groom,

strip him to the waist,
and blacken him with treacle

- and then parade him around the village.
- All right.

I'm crossing "see a Scottish
wedding" off my bucket list.

- Unless it's Kent's.
- Thank you very much.

Oh! Hey!

Listen.
If you need me, I'm reachable.

- Oh, stop.
- A littles less reachable.

- Thank you.
- All right, tomorrow.

- Could you not?
- It's the fourth one.

I mean, like, come on.
Seriously.

Gun!

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