All language subtitles for Rosewood s01e05 Necrosis.eng

Mm.

(gasps)

(breathing heavily)

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

You have got to be kidding me.

(siren wails in distance)

Why are you everywhere?

(grunts)

(groans)

(groans)

Ohh. Ohh!

Aah!

KAT: Mm. Yeah.

Oh, that feels so amazing.

Oh, this whole weekend
has been amazing.

Good.
That was the plan.

(sighs)

Except for the chia seeds
and the quinoa.

Never doing that again.

What? Come on.
Now, they're good for you.

(chuckles)
But do they taste good? No.

Well, then they're not
good for me.

Oh, okay, all right.
Look, then, next weekend... Yeah?

...the entire menu
is on you.

Oh. (chuckles)

(R&B music playing softly)

(doorbell rings)

(pounding on door)

(sighs)
Seriously? No, no, no, no, no.

I'll be back.
Mm.

(pounding on door)
Two seconds.

Two seconds.
(sighs)

(doorbell rings)

(sighs)

Hey.
Is everything okay?

Hey.
Is everything okay?

So you are alive.

See, because
when you decided

to drop off the face of
the Earth for an entire weekend

without so much as a word
to anyone in your family,

I just automatically assumed
that you were dead.

Mom, because I love you,

I'm gonna pretend
this isn't happening right now.

Okay,
so I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm here. See me now.

(door closes)

It's almost midnight.

Check your phone.

I called you over nine times
in the last two days.

You're right, okay?

You're right, okay?

I made you worry,
and I'm sorry for that.

So now that that nonsense
is out of the way,

you can tell your Katherine
to stop hiding in the bedroom.

I don't buy it.

Those size 9 snakeskins
in the corner

are not your style.

Oh, I wasn't hiding,
Mrs. Rosewood.

I just figured it would be
a little less awkward

if you weren't meeting
your son's girlfriend

for the first time
all but naked.

(both chuckle)

Thank you
for that consideration.

(chuckles)

It's so nice
to finally meet you.

It's so nice
to finally meet you.

Now I can thank you
in person. What for?

For raising
one of the good ones.

Uh, what -- No, this is --
this is nice

'cause I-I have my mother

and then I have my --
my girlfriend,

and you guys are bonding

over your mutual adoration
of me,

and it's -- (chuckles)
I got to tell you,

it's -- it's awkward.

Would you like a drink,
Mrs. Rosewood?

You know what?
She probably would like one,

but she has to go.
Lemon drop --

light on the sugar,
heavy on everything else.

What's this?

It's an invoice.

East Miami P.D.

has an outstanding balance
of $14,500.

Okay, when I offered you
a job at the lab,

it wasn't to comb
through our books.

(liquid pouring)
Yes, well, regardless,

go get your money
first thing in the morning.

We're running a business,
not a charity.

We aren't running anything.
I am.

No.
Your mom's right.

I mean, I know you don't care
anything about money,

but Magic City Lab
is a business,

and in order to run a business,
you need money.

and in order to run a business,
you need money.

Go get your money.

Cheers.
Ooh.

Cheers.

Mm.

VILLA: Well,
you're not funny, okay?

Take my food again,
and you'll see what happens.

Villa!

How's the most gifted detective
in Miami doing today?

Fine morning...
Whoo! Ah.

Not now, Rosie.

Not -- come on, now. Come on.
We were in a groove.

We're in a good place
right now.

We were solving crimes,
busting bad guys.

Now I can't even get
a smile from you?

Hey, isn't mine contagious?
It's not contagious.

No, you got to see it, though.
Did you see it? I...

I'm not gonna look.
That -- (sighs)

I'm not gonna look.
That -- (sighs)

What do you want, Rosie?
Nothing, nothing.

I'm actually here
on financial business.

Getting a smile from you
was just gonna be a bonus.

TREVOR: I mean,
for crying out loud!

Is there someone
with some modicum of power... WOMAN: Sir!

...in this godforsaken
place? Sir, if you would

Wow, it seems like
whatever you had is -- Contagious?

Yeah.

Don't tell me to calm down.

Lavetta Serrano's body
has been lying on that M.E. slab

for two days now
while her murderer walks free.

You know,
I-I see what's going on here.

To you guys, she's just another,
uh, uh, ex-con

who went back
to a life of crime.

What is it guys you call it,
cases like that, huh?

What is it guys you call it,
cases like that, huh?

NHIs -- no humans involved?

Well, to me,
she was very much a human.

Ilene, I got this.
Sir, I'm Detective Villa.

Are you the detective
on Lavetta's case?

No, but I am going to make sure
I'm assigned to it right away.

Yeah?
Why would you do that?

I remember Lavetta Serrano.

We were the same age
when she was sent to prison.

She was the youngest person

to get a life sentence
in Florida at the time.

I guess, as a fellow Latina,
that stuck with me.

You know that her sentence
was recently commuted?

She was finally a free woman,
and now she's dead.

She was finally a free woman,
and now she's dead.

I'll find out what happened,
Mr...

McCown.

(sighs)
Trevor McCown.

Okay. Just...
You.

I recognize you
from the billboards.

Beaumont Rosewood Jr.
Yeah, I want you to do Lavetta's autopsy.

Uh, the county M.E.
is handling it.

No, I-I want the best.
I'll pay whatever fee.

No, no, we'll worry
about the money later.

Right now we're gonna get you
the answers that you need.

Right, partner?

(hip-hop music plays)

(hip-hop music plays)

Babe, why is there a moving
truck in my parking spot?

Like, I had to park and walk?
(scoffs)

You know how I feel
about unnecessary walking.

Um...
(breathes deeply)

Why are they moving
my nap couch?

Oh, hell no.
Okay.

Uh, okay.
Um...

Hey, mom.

What -- What you doing here,
huh?

Uh, why -- Why are the movers
taking all the comfy furniture?

'Cause that old furniture
just did not go

with my vision
for my new office.

Your office?
Yes, my office.

Didn't Beaumont tell you
that I'm working here now? Mnh-mnh.

Didn't Beaumont tell you
that I'm working here now? Mnh-mnh.

He's given me carte blanche

to do whatever I want to do
with my office.

Ah!
That's what I'm doing.

That is awesome --
walls.

TMI: Pipp.
Uh-huh?

Your brother's ready
for us.

Mm.
O-Okay, Mom.

He ain't ready for me.

Okay, so,
you're gonna hire Mom,

and you don't think
to consult me?

Hmm. Let's see.

I sign the front of the check,
you sign the back.

Hmm.
What does that mean?

It probably means
I can hire whoever I want

without consulting you.

Oh, that is what I call
a well-thrown dart.

Oh, that is what I call
a well-thrown dart.

Good going,
soon-to-be big bro.

Really?

Really, no.
I'm sorry.

I'm gonna be at my station
pretending to mind my business.

Okay.
Okay.

Besides, I already told you

Mama's gonna be helping out
around here.

Okay, uh,
helping out and moving in

are two totally different
things, okay?

What is she going to do here
other than drive us crazy?

No, that'd be the fun part,

discovering
how she fits in here.

You have to embrace the unknown,
Pipp.

It can be full
of wonderful surprises. (laughs mockingly)

Well, I can't wait to see how
wonderfully surprised you are

when she takes over this lab
and our lives,

because you know that
that woman will do exactly that.

Just...

Just...

Oh, God.
(sighs)

Pipp.
Don't say anything.

I already feel like
a big enough ass.

I'm standing here
complaining about whatever,

and our victim
has way bigger problems.

Meet Lavetta Serrano,
31 years old.

She died two days ago.

According to the police report,

M.E. at the crime scene noted...
(cellphone jingles)

Um...

"T," you okay?

Yep.

Yes. Sorry.

Uh, M.E. (breathes deeply) noted

Uh, M.E. (breathes deeply) noted

preliminary cause of death,
asphyxiation by strangulation.

So the fire that caused these
burns was set after the fact.

Mm-hmm.
Second and third-degree burns.

Fire couldn't have been burning
for very long.

TMI, enlarge the X-ray, please.

Mm.
Broken ribs.

Remodeled comminuted fractures
in both radii and ulnas.

Injuries
from over a decade ago.

Mm. They beat the hell
out of her in prison.

She should've never been
in maximum-security prison.

She was a kid.

She was a kid.

After all these years of
watching your father do this,

you think I'd be used
to the sight of a life lost.

I hope you never get used to it,
and you shouldn't be down here.

I'm bored upstairs.

Thought maybe I could help
down here.

"Help."

Ecchymosis
around the ligature marks.

Enlarged tongue.

All consistent
with strangulation.

She was strangled?

That's a very intimate way
to kill someone --

That's a very intimate way
to kill someone --

probably someone she knew.

What shrink school
did you go to, Mom?

I've been working with teenagers
for decades.

That's my shrink school.

Oh, yeah, that.

So, the police report says

she was found facedown
in the bed, right?

That --
That's what it says here.

I need her full blood works.

Check her carboxyhemoglobin
levels, please.

Will do.

Look, I, uh...

Sorry about that scene
from earlier.

As a lawyer, I-I actually
have better control over myself.

Mm-hmm, don't worry about it.
(clears throat)

Mm-hmm, don't worry about it.
(clears throat)

Do you normally get
this emotionally invested in your former clients?

Lavetta wasn't just a client.

She...
She was a good friend.

Your last name --
McCown, right?

Any relation
to any Anthony McCown,

the man Lavetta murdered?

It was an accidental shooting,
and, yes, he, uh...

He was my father.

Lavetta murdered your father
during a botched robbery,

she gets life in prison,

and then you come along,
become her biggest advocate,

and you convince the governor
to commute her sentence?

and you convince the governor
to commute her sentence?

That's your friend?
What am I missing?

Do you believe in forgiveness,
Detective Villa?

Okay, there's forgiveness...

and then
there's what you did,

which feels a little
extreme to me.

She was just a kid, okay?

That burglary was a-a
stupid gang-initiation thing.

My father wasn't even
supposed to be home that night,

and she panicked.

Dots still aren't connecting.

I believed
in Lavetta's rehabilitation.

Why? Because she got
a couple degrees in prison,

Why? Because she got
a couple degrees in prison,

helped out
her fellow inmates?

So did William Heirens,
and he was a serial killer.

What is your problem
with Lavetta?

I don't have a problem
with Lavetta.

In fact,
I almost was Lavetta.

It's you who I'm trying
to wrap my head around.

I was 18 years old
when my dad died

and pretty much just a,
uh, stoner high-school dropout.

Lavetta is the reason
I got my act together.

She inspired me
to make a difference.

She saved my life
as much as I saved hers.

She saved my life
as much as I saved hers.

ROSEWOOD: No, you should've seen
this party.

I mean, everybody was there.

You know, it was -- It was
one of those places to be.

See ya.
Wow.

How's it feel to know people
scurry when you're close?

It feels pretty great,
actually.

Oh, okay.
I dig the positivity.

What are you doing
all the way over there?

What's up?
Shouldn't you be at your lab,

knee-deep
in fancy lab stuff?

Well, I heard you're going
to the crime scene.

Figured I'd tag along.
No.

(chuckles)
No, no, no, no, no.

You -- lab.
Me -- crime scene.

You see how that works?

You see how that works?

Well, the burn pattern
on the body is not adding up,

so I need to go
the crime scene myself.

Fine.

You see what you need to see,
but then you get out.

Ah, great.
Hey, and we can take my car --

save on gas, preserve the ozone
layer a little bit longer...

get some quality
partner time in.

Your car predates
catalytic converters,

electronic ignitions,
lean-burn engines.

In fact, the only emission piece
your '69 GTO has

is the PCV valve.

Your car is personally killing
the ozone layer.

So how do you really feel?

You shouldn't hold things in,
you know?

Hey, she didn't mean that.
This is nothing but sheer jealousy.

Hey, she didn't mean that.
This is nothing but sheer jealousy.

All right, all right,

we'll take your beat-up
old policeman's car,

whatever that thing is.
(engine turns over)

And...
(tires squeal)

Or I can meet you there.

WOMAN: Go, go!

Go!

(Villa chuckles)

Man, I used to be
so good at that.

My girl Rosario and I could take
any girl on the block.

You? Double Dutch?
Now, I got to see that.

Yeah, I don't really
do that anymore.

So, Lavetta finally
makes it out of prison, and what does she do?

She moves right back
into a neighborhood

She moves right back
into a neighborhood

with a ton of gang activity.

Maybe her rehabilitation
didn't take?

There's another way
to look at it.

Well, one of the most effective
ways to help the community

is from within the community.

You know, crunching ice
is a sign of anemia and...

other things -- things that
could affect your mood swings.

First of all, my mood
isn't swinging anywhere, okay?

Second of all...
(ice rattles)

...what other things?

Well, you know, frustrations
of an adult nature.

What, Rosie?
Stop tiptoeing around.

I'm a big girl.
Just spit it out.

Fine.

Chewing ice is a sign
of sexual frustration.

Chewing ice is a sign
of sexual frustration.

I'm not sexually frustrated.

Mnh, a little
sexually frustrated.

I heard that,
and I'm not, okay?

All right.
Hey. What are you doing?

Well, you don't
have anemia, so... (door closes)

Excuse me.

Do you live here?

Yeah. So what?

Do you know Lavetta Serrano?

Nope.
Really?

Is that how you want
to play this?

You gonna try
to prove otherwise?

We're trying to solve Lavetta's
murder, lay her to rest.

Look, don't act
like people like y'all

Look, don't act
like people like y'all

suddenly care
about people like us.

I care.
(vehicle approaches)

We care.
(horn honks)

Tiana.
(speaks foreign language)

(baby crying in distance)

No sign
of breaking and entering,

other than the door
being damaged from the fire department.

Locks are still intact.

She either let
her killer in...

Or they had a key.

Either way,
Lavetta likely knew her killer.

My money's on
that Trevor guy.

Why?
Because you don't believe

Why?
Because you don't believe

a person is capable
of forgiveness?

Because
he's holding something back.

I can feel it.

And, yes, I don't buy his act.

No one's that forgiving.

Well, see, that kind
of forgiveness

is not only believable,
it's admirable.

It speaks to Trevor being
a superior human being.

Well, not everyone's like you,
Rosie.

Oh, so you think
I'm special?

Whatever.

No, I mean, it's okay.

You can join the fan club.
Everyone's welcome.

(sighs)

(flashlight clacks)

Trevor wasn't kidding.

Whatever cops
came through here earlier

Whatever cops
came through here earlier

weren't looking very hard.

Rosie.

(items clacking)

There's definitely blood
there.

Look, the serial number's
filed off the gun.

This is gang paraphernalia.

This proves Lavetta
was involved in something.

Villa, look around.

Right there, you have a thriving
homegrown rosemary and thyme

in those pots near the window.

You have a mix of law books
and classic literature.

You have a mix of law books
and classic literature.

You may see a gangbanger,
but I see a woman

who had a second chance at life
and who's relished it.

You know, some day,
somebody's gonna disappoint you

and not live up
to your vision of them.

Maybe.
But today's not that day.

Oh, and we have
the wrong cause of death.

Wait, wait, wait.
You confirmed she was strangled.

I did, and she was,
but it didn't kill her.

Look at the burn pattern
on this bed.

See, at some point,
after the killer strangled her,

set the bed on fire, and left,
Lavetta rolled over.

That explains why she had the
burns on the front and the back.

She was still alive.
Exactly.

She was still alive.
Exactly.

And alive means breathing,

and breathing means there's
a whole respiratory system

waiting to sing to me
at the lab.

I mean, you can applaud
whenever you want.

I have to say,
I never thought I'd see the day

where you begged me
to squeeze you in.

Yeah.
(chuckles)

Do you know it took Eddie
three months to ask me out?

He was scared I'd say no.

Made sense.

I-I pretty much said no

to every other guy
in the neighborhood who asked.

(breathes deeply)
But then he did it.

And a month later,

he asked to marry me,
and I said yes.

We just knew.

We just knew.

Makes you happy
to talk about him now.

That's progress.

Did something happen,
Annalise,

maybe something
that makes you feel

like you're losing sight
of your husband?

You're good at your job.

Yes, I am.

I had a dream...
Mm-hmm.

...of the adult variety.

Mm.

And I'm guessing that your
husband wasn't in the dream.

So now you get
why I'm here.

So now you get
why I'm here.

So, who was he?

Nobody.

My new sort of...partner,

a-a guy I don't even like.

You don't like, or you won't
allow yourself to like

because it feels like

you're betraying
your late husband?

See, this is why
I don't like shrinks.

(singsong voice)
But you like me.

(sighs deeply)

I'm not ready to move on.

And even if I was,
which, again, I'm not...

Message received
loud and clear.

...it wouldn't be
with this guy.

But why not?

If you're having dreams
about him,

If you're having dreams
about him,

consciously
or subconsciously,

there is something in you that
is drawn to something in him.

He's just all...rainbows
and glitter all the time.

I mean,
I'm not drawn to any of that.

Okay.

Even his damn car looks
like the sun.

What grown man drives
a bright yellow '69 GTO?

(chuckles)

I mean, it's like...

It's just a little too much
for my taste.

It's just a little too much
for my taste.

Bright yellow GTO.

Ridiculous, right?
(chuckles)

(cellphone chimes)

I mean...

I got to go, Doc.

Work calls.
(sighs)

Yeah. It's okay.

(breathes deeply)

Thank you...for this...

for not giving up on me
weeks ago.

(chuckles) I mean,
let's be honest -- I was a bitch.

(chuckles) I mean,
let's be honest -- I was a bitch.

I couldn't see the light
at the end of the tunnel.

But now I can maybe see
a glimmer of one.

Hello.

Um, do you have a second,
Mrs. "D"?

Sure, honey. Come on in.
Sit down.

Um, is -- Is that
our takeout-food binder?

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

I cannot believe...

that you girls
have been living

off of this junk food
day in, day out.

Now, I know my Beaumont

is not putting this nonsense
in his body.

This right here
is Pippy's doing.

I mean, maybe might not want
to throw out all of the menus

of Pipp's favorite places.

You know she turns
into a whole nother human being

when her food's
messed with?

Now, my dear,
I know you didn't come in here

to just defend Pippy's right
to eat at Tico Taco Hut.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

How were you and Mr. Rosewood
able to...

accept Pippy so easily
when she first came out?

Pippy's our daughter.

We love her.
It's that simple.

How long has it been since
you last talked to your folks?

2 years, 3 months,
and 14 days.

(breathes shakily)

But I'm not totally counting.

But I'm not totally counting.

(sighs)
It's my dad's birthday today.

Oh, baby girl.
(sighs)

Listen to me.

God doesn't make mistakes,

which means
he made you and Pippy

exactly the way
you were meant to be.

I'm so sorry that your --
your parents can't see how...

oh, how special you are.

Mm-hmm.

(sniffles)

They'll come around.

(sniffles)

I don't know how
you know that, but (sniffles)

Because it's one of the things
I pray for on a daily basis.

(sniffles)
You pray for me?

I pray for all my babies.

Those test results in yet?

Uh, uh, n-no, not yet.

Doesn't appear

to be any evidence
of soot in Lavetta's lungs,

but there do appear
to be some fibers.

Burnt fiberglass.

I'm gonna need you and TMI
to run a trace on that,

tell me where they're from.

tell me where they're from.

Pipp.

Pippy!

What?
Why are you yelling?

Uh, I don't know.

Maybe because
you're breaking your neck

to see what's going on
up there

instead of doing
what I'm paying you to do.

(sighs)
Okay. I'm sorry.

But TMI has been up there
with Mom for forever.

I was afraid
this was going to happen.

You know what's going on
up there, right?

No, I don't,
and nor do I care.

She's probably butting in,
taking over my wedding,

getting TMI to agree
to chrysanthemums

instead of gardenias
or whatever.

You know there's a diagnosis
for what you have?

It's called paranoia.

Huh, yeah, well, there's
a prescription to get rid of it.

I'm just saying, maybe it's time
to get Dad to come home.

I'm just saying, maybe it's time
to get Dad to come home.

Ooh, or better yet,

let's just send her
to go on the book tour with him.

I think that's genius.

(computer beeps)

(keyboard clacking)
Hey, test results are in.

And Lavetta's carboxyhemoglobin
level is at 78%.

Mm.
You were right.

She died from carbon-monoxide
poisoning from the fire.

Yeah.
Oh, my gosh. There you are.

What could you guys have
possibly been talking about all this time?

You've been crying!
Rosie, she's made my girl cry.

No, your mom was nothing
but great, okay? No, that's not cool.

Nobody makes my girl cry --
listen -- not even my mother.

Can -- Can you stop?
Like, really? Do you even get it?

Can -- Can you stop?
Like, really? Do you even get it?

Your mom might get
on your nerves, but at least she's here

(voice breaking)
to get on your nerves.

Gosh, babe, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry. I can't believe
I've been this stupid and blind.

Hey, don't forget selfish.
Mind your business.

It's fine. Can we please
just get back to work?

Sure,
after you hug it out. Rosie.

Not up for discussion.
It's my lab, my rules.

Hug it out.

Come to me.

I-I-I'm the one
that's mad at you.

I'm sorry.

Works every time.

Okay, what do you got for me?

(sighs)

Contents
of Lavetta's stomach.

Contents
of Lavetta's stomach.

Turns out she ate less than
two hours before she died --

mussels, duck, and some sort
of plum something,

fudge-espresso souffle.

Sounds like
a romantic dinner.

Mm. It's not just
any romantic dinner.

That is La Maison de Pierre,

and that souffle
is their specialty dish.

Oh! That's where Pippy took us
for our anniversary dinner.

Mm-hmm, and I have a feeling
I'll be back there

for the "Pippy is an ass
and she's super-sorry" dinner.

Yeah, I'll be ready at 8:00.
Can't wait.

(indistinct conversations)

Red and black.

Red and black.

(cellphone ringing)

(sighs)

What's up, Rosie?

Hey, meet me at La Maison
de Pierre in 15 minutes.

No, I have to get through these
binders from the gang unit.

Translation --
I have zero time or interest

in going to dinner with you.

Uh, excuse me,
this is case-related.

It's not a date,

though it's very interesting
your mind went there.

My mind didn't go anywhere.
What's this case thing?

Nope,
I'm not gonna fall for that.

I tell you, you end up
going there without me,

I tell you, you end up
going there without me,

and what's the fun in that,
huh?

See you in 15.

(cellphone beeps)

Hey!

It's the perfect definition
of a beautiful surprise.

How you doing?
Ooh.

(door closes)
You okay?

We need to talk.

(chuckles) Nothing good
comes from those four words.

I've been thinking a lot,

and I think that we need
to slow this, this "us," down.

How slow?

Pretty slow.

I just need some time.

I-I don't understand.

I-I don't understand.

Is that about
your divorce or...

I just think
that our timing is off,

and my clients need me.

Kat.

What aren't you telling me?

That this is what I want,

and I wish you would respect
my wishes.

This is what you want?

That's funny
because your pulse is racing

and you're developing a headache
the size of the Grand Canyon.

This seems like
the last thing you want.

I...

Goodbye, Rosie.

(door opens)

(door opens)

(lounge music plays,
indistinct conversations)

Ugh.

Can this place
by any more clich??

The dim lighting,
the cheesy decor,

the seriously overpriced
food...

Okay, enough already.
What's up with you?

Nothing.

Don't "nothing" me.

This is the perfect setup

for one of your "stop
and smell the roses" lectures,

but all I'm getting
from you

but all I'm getting
from you

are broody cheekbones
and silence.

I'm just hoping

that the waitress
that served Lavetta that night

can remember
who she was with.

Do you want to talk about
whatever it is

that stole your joy?

Nothing can steal my joy.

I hate to tell you this,
but there has been a joy heist,

and you, my friend,
are the victim.

But I believe
you were the one

that was pushing
for no personal talk, right?

You should be happy.

What would make me happy
is normal,

and normal would be
you forcing me to taste

that perfectly crisp
garlic baguette

off that guy's plate.

off that guy's plate.

Jeanot said
you wanted to see me.

Yes, um, did you serve
this woman a couple nights ago?

Ah, oui.

She got in a big fight
with her date,

made quite the impression.

A fight about what?
I don't know.

He seemed interested in her,
but I got the impression

that she did not return
the affections.

What gave you
that impression?

Body language.

Body language?

You got all that

from a few snippets of
conversation and body language?

I mean, look around.
It's all couples in here.

You work in a place like this
long enough,

and you become some type
of relationship expert.

and you become some type
of relationship expert.

I mean,
take you for example.

Did you get dumped
or something tonight?

I mean, that's what your body
language is telling me.

Is that what happened?

Uh, let's just focus
on the case, okay?

Can you describe her date
that night?

Uh, sure.

Uh...5'10"-ish,
clean-cut white guy, Brown hair.

Oh, bad suit.

I told you.

Okay, now, don't jump
to conclusions, okay?

Forgiveness my ass.

Ha ha!

You got nothing on these quick
little fingers, player-player.

Look, I didn't tell you
because I knew what you would think.

Oh, so you're
a mind reader now? Come on.

Son of a man she shot is
the last one to see her alive.

Come on, Detective.

I didn't tell you
about dinner

because I knew
that you'd waste all your time

focusing your energy
on investigating me.

Damn right I would have --
and with good reason.

(breathing heavily)

Yes, okay,
I had feelings for Lavetta.

Yes, okay,
I had feelings for Lavetta.

One way or another, she's
been part of my life since she was 18.

But she didn't return
all your warm and fuzzies, so you killed her.

This community center,

this is where she spent
all of her time.

It was important to her.

So why -- (chuckles)

Why would I be here lending
a hand if I'd killed her?

Guilt makes people do
all kinds of funny things.

You're barking up
the wrong tree, Detective.

Hey.
Take over for me, okay?

Don't lose.

(soft music plays)

(sighs)
Hey, you don't remember me, do you?

I'm Rosie.

Can I help you?

You're Tiana, right?

You haven't slept
in at least a couple days.

You're high on weed
and likely "benzos,"

which means
you're self-medicating.

(sighs)

You know what I think?

I think you know something
about Lavetta's murder,

and it's keeping you up
at night.

Listen, I ain't
telling you nothing, all right?

Listen,
I'm not a cop, okay?

I'm just a guy
trying to get some justice

I'm just a guy
trying to get some justice

for a woman
who cared for you

and all these other kids
in here...

A woman who saw something in you
worth fighting for.

I guess you don't care about
none of that, though, right?

Miss Lavetta been gettin' visits
from "Double Tap."

Who or what's a double tap?

Leader of the BWBs.

M-Miss Lavetta's old gang
from back in the day.

Double Tap been trying
to get her to re-up with him.

Double Tap been trying
to get her to re-up with him.

And Lavetta
wasn't interested?

Double Tap ain't exactly
the type

to let somebody dismiss her.

Oh, I think you're rubbing off
on me in the worst way.

I actually believe Trevor.

What was that all about?

You ever heard of the BWBs?

Bitches With Burners.
Who hasn't?

Well, I think
you might need to have a chat

with their Queen B.

Emilia "Double Tap" Martinez.

Emilia "Double Tap" Martinez.

You don't mind if I call you
Emilia, do you?

I mean, Double Tap
just seems a little lame

for a grown-ass woman.

You call me
whatever the hell you want.

See, I ain't talkin'
to no puny punk-ass.

Wow.
(chuckles)

I'm puny and punk-ass.
(folder thuds)

Who knew?

Listen, I grew up
with chicks like you.

I know how this works.
Listen.

If we was out in my streets,
you wouldn't last a day.

Really?

You think
you could take me?

I know I could.

Okay.

Okay.

You like walks?
Let's go for a walk.

Look, bitch,
where the hell you taking me?

Here's the deal --
I'm gonna kick your ass,

and I'm not gonna even use
my fists.

Oh, bitch, you crazy.

Yeah.
Let's make things interesting.

If I kick your ass,

you give up everything you know
about Lavetta Serrano's murder.

And when I kick yours?

Get to walk up out of here,
no questions asked.

Just like that?
I can leave?

Yep.

No arrest, no nothing.

No arrest, no nothing.

But if you don't keep up
your end of the deal,

I'll make sure
every chola in Miami knows

Double Tap got her ass handed
to her by a puny punk-ass cop.

Oh, where I'm from, we don't
walk away from no fight.

Mm.
I was hoping you'd say that.

Mm. Okay.

That's how you want to play,
bitch?

-Yes, yes, it is.
-Okay.

All right, let's go.
I really do!

You want to keep going, mama?

Let's go.
I could do this all day.

I got a lot of stuff I need
to work out my system. (growls)

You really are loca.

Oh, okay, okay.

Lavetta Serrano --
why were you harassing her?

I wasn't harassing nobody,
hmm?

I went to welcome her
back to la familia.

Okay.

But Lavetta didn't want

nothing to do with us,

and I respected her wishes.

Just like that?

You believe it or not,
that's a fact.

Green and gold.

Green and gold.

What gangs you know
with those colors?

New chicks
out of Little Haiti.

FDS crew.

Stands for "fleur de sang,"
some crap like that.

I take it
you don't like them.

Look,
these chicks is dangerous, man.

They young,
and they ain't got no code.

And word on the street is

Lavetta got in the way
of their recruiting efforts.

Go wash your face.
You look like crap.

(mid-tempo music plays)

(humming)

That for me?

I know when something other
than work is bothering you.

Nope.
I'm fine, really.

You know,
we can play the "I'm fine"

or, you know, "Mom,
get out of my business" game,

but we both know that,
at the end of the day,

I'm gonna find out anyway,

so why don't you
just tell me?

Speak.

Speak.

Kat ended things.

But that doesn't make
any sense.

The woman I met 36 hours ago
was head over heels into you.

Well, apparently not.

(pen scratching)

But, look, it doesn't matter.

I'm gonna respect her wishes
and move on.

Tell me something.

Apparently,
I tell you everything.

Does your not wanting
to fight for Kat

have anything to do
with a Cuban woman we both know?

(scoffs lightly)
Yeah?

Nah, uh, come on.

Whatever I may or may not feel
for Villa is irrelevant.

Whatever I may or may not feel
for Villa is irrelevant.

Says who?
Look, I've got a little less time

on the life clock
than I should.

That's a fact.

Villa's greatest fear
is being left behind --

also a fact.

So, what, are you protecting her
against yourself?

No, I'm just trying
to be the gentleman you raised me to be.

Okay.

So if Kat is what's right
for you right now

and you still
want to be with her,

then you fight for her.

Here.

Here.

Girls sent me up with this.

Oh, it's the test results
on the burnt fiberglass.

Looks like...

What is it?

I know how the killer
got into Lavetta's apartment.

We were wrong.
She didn't let him in.

You can thank me at anytime.

(sighs)

Damn it, Rosie!

Damn it, Rosie!

(sighs)
I almost shot you.

(holster clicks)

What am I thanking you for
this time?

Don't sneak up
on me like that, okay? Oh, okay.

The fiberglass evidence
that got us here.

I would've figured out
the killer came in through the ceiling.

Mm, yeah, right, okay,
if you say so.

You need some help
getting up there?

No, I can -- I can
boost myself up, thank you.

Oh, okay, 'cause it's physically
impossible to boost oneself up.

Can you just please move?

This space
wasn't exactly built for two.

That's my aura --
tends to fill a room.

(sighs)

Someone's got
some pep back in their step.

Someone's got
some pep back in their step.

What happened?
Your girlfriend take you back?

Nope, not yet,
but I have a plan. Just...

You know what?
This is ridiculous. Let me help you.

No, I got it covered.
I'm not gonna drop you.

Are you ready?

Just make it quick.
Okay. On three.

One, two...
Hurry up.

...three!

Ready. Okay.

(grunts) Thanks.

(sighs)

What are you doing up here?

What are you doing up here?

I'm trying to find
some evidence.

What are you doing?

Yeah,
that's what I thought.

I need you
to stay out of my way.

Yeah, well, that's gonna be
kind of hard to do.

(sighs)
Let's go.

This is
my John McClane moment.

You know,
John McClane from "Die Hard"?

No, wait a minute.
Don't tell me you have not seen "Die Hard."

No.
You...

I can't even figure out
how you've not seen "Die Hard."

It's a great movie.
"Come out to the coast.

It's a great movie.
"Come out to the coast.

Let's get together.
Let's have a good time."

It's,
"Let's have a few laughs."

See, I knew you seen it.
Shh!

That is right.
That's my bad.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

There.

That's the only apartment

that has access
to the same crawlspace.

Here.
No, I got it. I got it.

Yep, yep.
Got it.

All right.
Let's go down here.

You, Rosie...stay.

You, Rosie...stay.

(grunts)

VILLA: No one's home.

But I know
whose place this is.

Tiana's.

There are photos
of her and her sister all over the apartment.

Burnt fiberglass like
the ones in Lavetta's lungs.

Lavetta's killer was right
in front of us this whole time.

Lavetta's killer was right
in front of us this whole time.

Well,
I spent time with Tiana.

What I saw was a scared girl,
not a killer.

Oh, really?

Well, how about she did it
to prove herself to her gang,

the FDS crew,
and it worked?

Check this out.
She uploaded that to her cell five minutes ago.

Today's her initiation day.

Take a look at these.

The burnt fiberglass.

We have to find Tiana now.

(indistinct shouting)

(car door closes)
VILLA: Welcome to initiation day.

Right,
'cause nothing says sisterhood

like a good ass whupping.

East Miami P.D.!
Break it up!

Hey, break it up!
Break it up! Break it up now!

We weren't doing nothin'.

Right, ladies?
Right.

This don't concern you.

She has a badge and a gun,
okay?

I need you to make
better choices.

I know you, don't I?
That face...

I know you, don't I?
That face...

Do you work out at Iron Fitness
on 2nd Avenue?

No, that's not it.

Maybe the salsa club
on Washington?

Oh, wait. I remember.

I saw you in your car

outside Lavetta's apartment
yesterday.

You do know Lavetta,
right?

I mean, that would explain
why you were in her apartment

the night she died.

Wait. What?

Damn it.
Why do they always run?

Hey, hey, it's a bad idea,
bad idea,

unless you like
the smell of a jail.

unless you like
the smell of a jail.

(grunts)

(handcuffs click)
W-What the hell's going on?

I think your sister
just got read her rights.

Your sister is under arrest for
the murder of Lavetta Serrano.

That's crazy.
You're lying.

We have the evidence
to prove it, Tiana.

We have
the green jeans she wore

the night she killed Lavetta.

Still has burnt fiberglass
all over them.

Regine?

The jeans were too big
to be yours, Tiana.

(siren wails)
The DNA from the skin cells inside the jeans

will prove that Regine
was wearing them.

(voice breaking)
How could --

(voice breaking)
How could --

Miss Lavetta was my friend!

She was trying
to take you from us, Tiana.

She was filling your head
with nonsense.

The FDS crew,
we're your family.

Lavetta
just wouldn't back off.

Let's go.

(crying)

It's gonna be okay.
Listen to me.

Tiana.
(exhales sharply)

Everyone has a contribution
to make to this world.

You still have time to figure
out what yours is gonna be.

Okay?
Remember that.

Okay?
Remember that.

Detective Villa
pulled some strings

with Child Protective Services.

Tiana will be placed
in a good home.

Lavetta saved her after all.

(breathes shakily)

Lavetta's legacy...

will be the last
365 days of her life

that she spent
at that community center,

fighting for those girls,

not the mistakes she made
when she was 15.

not the mistakes she made
when she was 15.

Wow.
Your mother truly has a gift.

Donna Rosewood,
grief counselor extraordinaire.

And on that note,
I got to run.

(breathes deeply)
(door opens)

He just needs
a few more minutes alone.

I love you, Mom.

I love you, too,
baby girl.

ROSEWOOD:
Burning the midnight oil.

You can't be here now,
Rosie.

I come bearing two gifts.

No, Rosie, y--

it's only gonna take
a couple of minutes, okay?

Just -- Then
I'll be out of your hair.

Open this one first,
please.

(box rustling)

It's beautiful.
Uh, but, what is it?

Before the invention
of clocks,

many cultures used candle clocks
to measure time.

Now, see these markings
carved in here?

That's the way to tell
how much time that passes, the candle burned down.

That's the way to tell
how much time that passes, the candle burned down.

A gift of time.
Mm.

Are you ready
for the other gift?

I know what the sec--
I'm not going anywhere.

Hey, what we have is --
It's beautiful.

It's -- It's life-affirming.

And it hasn't run
its course.

So whatever --
How much ever time you need,

you take the time.

And I'll still be here.

I thought I could
walk away from this,

but I don't think that I can.

(Rihanna's "Russian Roulette"
plays)

Villa,
w-what are you doing here?

How could you...

What are you talking about?

Annalise, I just put
two and two together yesterday.

You're making
so much progress

that I knew you wouldn't
continue to see me

if you knew that Rosie and I
were dating,

so I ended things
with him

so we could continue
working together.

Right.

Because broken-up couples
often stand around

with their tongues
down each other's throats.

with their tongues
down each other's throats.

I didn't even know
that you were seeing Kat,

but why is that a problem?

You two must've had a really
good laugh at my expense,

laying in bed,
marveling over how screwed up I am.

Okay, Villa,
you know I would never, ever

do anything to hurt you
like that.

Really?

I mean, 'cause if you
really think about it, I barely know you.

Now you're being ridiculous.

I'm the idiot that let some
death-obsessed,

self-absorbed child
worm his way into my life.

My bad.

Don't do that.
Do what?

Speak the truth?

Speak the truth?

I-Isn't that what
we're supposed to do in here?

You're making an excuse,
okay?

You're trying to drive me away

just like you do
everybody else in your life.

Oh.
Yes. That's what you're doing.

This isn't it.

I don't owe you any answers.

I don't even know
why I'm still standing here.

(voice breaking)
Stay away from me, Rosie.

In my professional opinion,

I think the only way
to hurt someone that much

is if they really care
about you.

I've never seen her
like that.

It's okay.

I think it's safe to say

that our relationship
has just run its course.

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