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Hey.

I was happy to hear the Review Board cleared you.

It's been a rough time, but I'm dealing with it.

Anyway, a kitchen worker found him.

Says a lot of homeless people hang out here.

Says the vic was unfamiliar to him.

Creased khakis, Oxford shirt, new shoes.

This guy had a home.

Well, I checked the front pockets, no ID.

Back pockets?

I was leaving that for you.

Looks like some blood around his lips.

Maybe somebody punched him in the mouth.

What do you think?

Cranberry sauce.

I know.

Happy Thanksgiving.

# Who... are you? #

# Who, who, who, who? #

# Who... are you? #

# Who, who, who, who? #

# I really wanna know #

# Who... are you? #

Oh-oh-oh # #Who... #

# Come on, tell me who are you, you, you #

# Oh, you! #

This place used to make a hell of a meatloaf sandwich.

You ever eat here?

Not since the chef blew his brains all over the kitchen.

I eat here all the time.

I like the chili.

T.O.D., David?

Based on liver temp,

he's been dead around two hours.

Looks like he was knocked out and thrown out.

And there's some metallic silver residue on his cheek.

What's this gunk in his hands?

Mashed potatoes.

There were mashed potatoes in the Dumpster.

No fingernails... on either hand.

Maybe he was alive inside there.

Digging to get out.

Or he had really bad table manners.

There's some scarring on h is wrist, but not on the other.

Look what I found in his pocket.

"Aunt Jackpot's Pretzels. "

Oh, now, they make a great pretzel.

Maybe that's why he's got that smile on his face.

419 times two.

Double murder?

Husband and wife.

Beat-up car in a Lexus neighborhood.

We ran the plates. R.O. doesn't live here.

We're tracking her down.

"Bitch on Wheels. "

Can't wait to meet her.

Alarm was triggered at 11:45 p. m.

The monitoring company notified P.D.

when the homeowners didn't return their call.

Patrol finally arrived at 3:32 a. m.

Residentials are a low priority.

They're usually false alarms.

Not this one.

Michael and Lori Tinsley.

Kitchen door was open when we arrived.

His wallet was in his pocket.

Her purse was on the counter.

Cards, cash, TV, stereo, it's all still here.

If this was a robbery, they missed all the good stuff.

The coroner should be here right now.

So, uh, I'm gonna go see what's happened to him.

Well, looks like she exsanguinated out her jugular.

Abrasion on his forehead.

No visible blood.

Blonde hairs on his shirt.

Both victims are brunette.

Blonde hairs on the wife, too.

And possible skin scrapings under her fingernails.

Maybe she got a piece of her attacker.

If her neck was sliced with a knife,

it was probably serrated.

The wound's too jagged for a straight one.

Check out that record collection.

The cabinet door's open.

Alphabetized.

Classic rock.

Looks like several records have been removed recently.

I'll dust for prints.

Smudges in the blood trail.

Ovoid shapes suggest directionality.

Satellite stains also suggest suspect moved this direction.

Judging by these gaps, I'd say entire catalogs are missing.

There is good money in vinyl.

Especially if it's rare and well-preserved.

Who would kill somebody over a bunch of records?

Something's missing between the Beach Boys and Billy Joel.

The Beatles.

Loose strike.

Would have been pretty easy to get in from back here.

They have a dog.

Sofia said the door was open; maybe he took off.

Blood stains stop at the grass.

Sprinklers are on now,

kissing the evidence good-bye.

Hey, Nick. Yeah?

There is some blood on these dog bowls.

Considerable.

I'll call Animal Control.

Stomach is massively distended.

Human stomachs have a volume of about one liter,

a little more than a quart.

But they have the ability to expand

and hold up to four liters.

But looking at this guy,

I'd say he was packing around six.

And that's your COD.

Asphyxia due to mechanical compression of the lungs

due to gastric dilatation.

His stomach expanded,

leaving no room for the organs.

It's going to keep me on my diet for a couple more weeks.

Let's take a look.

Ooh, the guy was a walking buffet.

Multiple contusions.

He's got a band of dead tissue on his wrist.

No fingernails.

Cuticle's are inflamed and still intact.

They weren't pulled off.

They were bitten down...

At first I thought tortured and force fed,

but the usual signs of force feeding are absent.

No abrasions on the mucosal surface of the lips.

No aspirated food in the airways.

So what are you thinking now?

He ate himself to death.

Oh, I know exactly who that is.

Man, dude's crazy.

Dude got a name?

No name. Oh, but I got a wallet.

What, he left it behind?

More like he threw it.

Hey. Watch it.

Pretzel, thank you, please.

Hey, pal.

Where's your manners?

Just one pretzel, please. Just a quick, fast one.

Come on. No, no.

Hey, hey, hey, hey! I said no!

Excuse me.

See, salty pretzel's $1.50.

Only a dollar in the wallet.

Jerk.

Hey, and I took the money, by the way.

I didn't care.

Oh, I saw that.

Sports Promotions.

Man, I seen his gut, man.

He don't look like he no athlete.

They're calling poker players athletes these days.

Seen the guts on them?

Hey, can I get a pineapple cinnamon?

Oh, okay, good choice.

Thank you.

O198. Please leave your message after the tone.

All right, let's take a look at our Cujo.

Yeah, she's ferocious.

Yeah, yeah, I'm petrified.

So what's the outside chance of rabies?

She's not salivating excessively

or showing any signs of hydrophobia,

but rabies doesn't present immediately.

She'll be quarantined for the next ten days.

Well, other than rabies,

what would make a dog attack its owner?

Abuse?

Abused animals may turn violent.

Head traumas may induce unprovoked aggression.

And there's always springer rage.

Yeah, yeah, I hate that show, too.

It's a form of epilepsy associated with several breeds,

including springers and retrievers.

Man's best friend will back you into a corner and attack.

Five minutes later,

she's licking your face as if nothing ever happened.

I suppose you want bite impressions?

Yeah, I'll prep the microsil, if you prep the pooch.

This car is registered to you, Ms. Halter?

So? Yeah.

And why was it in the Tinsleys' driveway?

I lent it to Michael; his Beemer's in the shop.

I want it back.

This was not meant for public transit.

And your relationship with Michael Tinsley is?

Why is that any of your business?

okay? I'm his girlfriend,

How does his wife feel about that?

Not my problem.

They're separated, getting divorced.

Michael lives with me.

I want to talk to Michael now.

Were you at Lori Tinsley's house last night?

No. I've never been in side that psuedo Cape Cod dump.

If you've never been there,

then how do you know it's a pseudo Cape Cod dump?

I know her taste.

Well, your fingerprints were at the scene.

In fact, you helped yourself to the record collection.

That's why I'm here?

Because you think I stole some albums?

What did Michael tell you?

Not much.

Look, he said Lori was planning on selling his vinyls.

So, last week, when she was out and he was at work,

he gave me the keys,

the alarm code and a list of albums

he couldn't live without.

Michael's owned those records since high school.

He has the White Album, autographed by Paul McCartney.

And he didn't break into the house himself because...

Because he needed an alibi in case Lori pressed charges.

Look, I am trying to be helpful here,

but I'm not saying another word

until you let me talk to Michael.

You have the right to remain silent,

but Michael Tinsley and Lori Tinsley are dead.

Oh, nice look.

That'll guarantee you the chicks.

Silvery material on your vic's face

was Graftobian theatrical makeup.

Moonlight Silver is the color.

Okay, look.

I can't stand the smell of hot dogs.

They make me sick.

So, all this stuff was in the vic's stomach?

Among other things.

You know what the worst kind of burp is?

Hot dog burp.

You know, like your dad's just letting them loose,

or maybe the ex-girlfriend.

Well, as you can see, he wasn't much of a chewer,

which was very lucky for us.

Made it easier to identify the food.

Cake, mac and cheese, pretzels, pasta,

beef, shrimp, fish and, of course, hot dogs.

Food normally takes two to four hours to digest,

which means he ate all of