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( motor whirring )

( motor stops )

Who's there?

Mr. Bremen?

Mr. Bremen?

Victim's name is Stephen Bremen,

an options trader.

Janitor says Stephen often worked late.

We got a hunting knife.

That's strange.

What?

CAINE: No blood away from the body.

Usually when you slice someone,

the stabber usually nicks themselves.

Because the knife slips.

Yes, and they get to drip

their own blood on the way out.

Wait, hold on.

Alexx, don't move him yet.

Okay.

Care to share with us?

The computer stays on during a blackout.

Uninterruptible power supply.

Switches to battery when the power goes out.

What's happening on the screen?

WOODS: Nose is pushing the "J" key.

CAINE: Probably been that way since the attack.

Gives us

an actual time of death.

SPEEDLE: I can measure the keyboard rate,

count the Js... get us within five minutes.

Okay, we got 7:22 A.M.

Mark that, Alexx.

YELINA: Found a laptop case

over there, no laptop.

The killer probably took it with him.

With whatever information

is on there.

WOODS: Throat is slit pretty deep.

Indicates a crime of passion.

SPEEDLE: Stiletto heels.

CAINE: Stiletto heels, champagne, candles.

Our Mr. Bremen was on one killer date.

* Yeah!

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* We don't get fooled again

* Don't get fooled again

* No, no!

Did we find the bottle that this goes to?

YELINA: No, but it could've

fallen under there months ago.

CAINE: Yes, I would agree with that,

only this has blood on it.

Our killer just made their second mistake.

What was his first?

( cell phone ringing )

The first mistake was murder.

Hang on a second.

( cell phone ringing )

Yeah, Horatio.

Mm-hmm.

Wait a second.

What are you talking about?

( camera clicks )

Okay.

Hang on to her.

Yeah.

Uh...

I have to go.

I have to go. Keep me posted.

Yes, of course.

Officer.

And you're sure she mentioned

my brother Raymond?

You were the name she was really throwing around.

Stopped her for no brake lights.

Offered to fix it, found a twisty of meth.

She swore it wasn't hers,

kept saying you could vouch for her.

I was taking her down

for booking

until she came up with your card.

Bottom of her purse.

Suzie.

Thank God you're here.

So you're back from Indiana.

Yeah, finished out my probation,

missed the sun.

Came back down a few months ago.

You said if I was ever in trouble...

So you're using again.

No, no, I'm off meth. I'm totally clean.

Suzie...

Horatio, I'm clean.

I don't know how that stuff got in the car.

Car's not registered

to her.

Yeah, a friend loaned it

to me to get to my job.

I'm handing out towels

at the Agramonte.

Pupils are good.

See, I'm clean.

Okay, let's get a female officer.

We'll get a urine sample.

Suzie, if you pop positive, I can't help you.

Yeah, I won't let you down.

As long as we're understood.

Take a seat.

Fine, I understand...

Uh, excuse me.

That computer contains

proprietary information about our company.

It's part of a crime scene, sir.

There's nothing on there related to anything but market trading.

As founding partner,

I monitor the usage of all of our computers.

Spyware?

It's perfectly legal.

Only way to monitor

our employees' computer usage.

Well, maybe that's why our victim brought in his laptop

because he didn't want anybody knowing

what he was doing.

I just found this in the laptop bag.

It's a case for a WIFI card.

WIFI?

Wireless Internet access.

You can surf the web by using radio waves,

bypassing any monitoring by Big Brother.

We don't have wireless access here for just that reason.

Well, do you have any businesses

on the floors above you or below you?

We have the whole building.

Tim, what's the range of WIFI?

Depends on the equipment you're using.

( typing )

MAN: So someone was using my Internet connection

without me knowing.

Yeah, it's called "war chalking."

The offender scans for unsecured

wireless access and they just jump on it.

E-mail.

So I'm assuming that your screen name is M.Greenwell.

Yes.

Any idea who RoughTrader is?

No.

Why? Is that on my server?

Given that he was an options trader

RoughTrader was probably

our victim Stephen Bremen.

I see why he was bypassing

his office computer.

Stephen Bremen was using this server to solicit prostitution.

$1,000 to meet last night,

10:00 PM, someone named Amanda.

Okay, so the question is, who's Amanda?

I told you I was clean.

Yes, you did.

Trust, but verify, Suzie.

Thank you.

The registered owner of the vehicle

is a man named Robert Keaton.

How do you know him?

He's my husband.

We're... off and on.

We were off when I met you.

Okay, so the meth we found in the trunk

is his, I take it.

It was only 20 grams.

I mean, that's personal use.

It's not like he was selling.

Suzie.

He's a good guy.

Really.

You know, he works in a pet store.

Seriously, he is so gentle with animals.

And kids... Suzie.

Let's go talk to Bob, all right?

Okay.

I don't know if he's here.

He keeps funny hours.

Come on in.

Bob?

Bobby?

Don't be mad at me.

What is this?

Who are you?

Bob, we located methamphetamine in a car

registered to you, and now you

will be detained for questioning.

Are you kidding me?

Suzie, what are you an idiot bringing them here?

What'd you do,

drive up on a curb again, you stupid bitch?

I ought to crack your head.

Hey, hey, Bob.

The next time you feel like taking a swing at somebody

you start with me.

You understand me?

He'll be good, Horatio.

Don't stick up for me.

GIRL ( crying ): Daddy.

I got a cut.

Oh, sweetheart.

What, you want to arrest my kid, too?

Put a four-year-old behind bars?

Shut up.

Take him out to the radio car.

Madison, I'll be back, okay?

Daddy loves you, Maddy.

Daddy'll be back.

Daddy loves his Maddy.

I'll be back.

Just a second, honey.

I'm going to go get something

to clean that up.

Hi.

Well, that's a cut.

You know what I do with a cut, Madison?

I take something like this

and I put it very gently on top of it.

And usually,

that makes it feel better.

Does that feel better?

Good.

You see?

There you go.

Hey. Okay.

Can I speak to you for a minute, please?

Hold this.

Push down, okay?

Whose child is this, and I want the truth.

She isn't Raymond's.

Suzie. She's Bob's.

She's Bob's? Take a look at her.

Horatio, don't dig up trouble.

For all I know, she is Bob's.

Did Raymond know about her?

Suzie,

did he know about her?

No, he died before I could tell him I was pregnant.

I know what you're going to do with that.

Trust but verify?

Trust but verify.

Now, Madison...

you and I will speak real soon, okay?

Good girl.

( elevator dings )

Hey.

Do me a favor, will you?

Um, run this meth. Major and minor components.

I'm going to have to broom some of my A.V. stuff

over to Eric.

Okay. I appreciate that.

No problem.

Horatio. Yeah. Hey.

Are you okay?

Um...

You left our scene pretty quick.

I had to...

I have an old contact

that's got herself in a bind,

and, uh... Fight?

Bloody nose?

Something like that.

Raymond.

What about him?

Well, whenever he didn't want to tell me something

he couldn't make eye contact either.

So what is going on?

Well, I'm, uh, I'm working on something

that I can't talk about yet,

but as soon as I can, I'll let you know, all right?

Fair enough.

Okay.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Yes, uh...

do me a favor and process this, will you?

I'm doing the blood on the bottle cap

from your stockbroker.

What's your time frame?

A.S.A.P.

That can be arranged.

All right, thank you.

WOMAN'S VOICE: The body of an undercover police detective,

Raymond Caine, was discovered today.

MAN: Lieutenant Caine, can you comment

on the death of your brother, Raymond Caine?

Was he involved in any illegal activities?

Was IAB conducting an investigation?

...about the allegations of addiction by your brother?

Lieutenant Caine, could you comment

on the death of your brother Raymond Caine?

Raymond Caine's partner in this investigation

was Detective John Hagen.

Lieutenant Caine,

was Detective Caine involved

in a meth production ring?

Lieutenant Caine, what do you have to say

about allegations of addiction

by your brother?

We're at Park Memorial Hospital...

The cause of death was a bullet into the heart.

( gunshot )

This fast enough for you?

Blood on the kerchief.

Have anything to compare it to?

No, no. Uh...

Thank you.

Sure.

Raymond.

I've managed to reconstruct overwritten data to isolate

our victim's activity.

English, please.

RoughTrader was on every night this week.

Always on the same site? What is that?

Ah, yes, the ever popular "Sorority Exposed."

Is that Internet porn? Not like you're thinking.

Um, it's a webcam site.

Oh. What's the difference?

DELKO: A webcam is a live

camera that, uh, people broadcast

from their home or office, 24/7.

Yeah, but in this case, the home

is a, uh, sorority house, in Miami Beach, Florida.

40 cameras, 10 rooms.

Including the bathroom?

And showers.

Well, you don't seem very surprised.

I don't look at this specific site.

It's general knowledge that they exist,

and people know about them.

Sometimes I think I am in the wrong business.

This site gets, like, 18,000 worldwide subscribers at

40 bucks a pop a month.

DUQUESNE: Hey, wait a minute.

That's Amanda.

That's the name of the girl who was soliciting

our victim via e-mail.

They were supposed to meet the night of his death.

DELKO: At what time? 10:00 p.m..

That's what Speedle said the time of death was.

Said he counted the "J"s,

whatever that means.

Well, that means we have a suspect.

Can you get us a brick and mortar

location for this site?

Not for the sorority house.

They keep that a pretty tight secret, but...

( beep )

The company that owns it is in the Corsair Industrial Park.

That's great.

The sorority is, by far,

the most successful of our sites.

About 70,000 hits a day

in 32 countries.

What does that translate to in dollars?

8.5 a year, gross.

Does that include

your take of the prostitution?

The girls that work for me are not prostitutes.

Hmm.

I'm telling you,

these girls are clean-cut girls.

They're clean-cut girls who take showers on cameras

that broadcast all over the world.

We're going to need you to take us to the sorority.

No problem.

Right this way.

This is it.

A fake house?

Want the tour?

I don't believe this.

It has all the comforts of home--

hot and cold running water,

four showers, full working kitchen.

And plus, full access for all the cameras.

And it's all run from a control room in the back.

Are you webcasting now?

24/7.

Turn it off.

We're going to need to talk to Amanda.

Uh, you're going to have to do it on camera.

We promise the public full access.

DUQUESNE: Well, that's fine.

I would never turn down

an invitation to a suspect's home.

Okay, I'm going to need

to take a look at the control room.

Behind that flat.

I got your page.

Yeah.

I'm thinking about taking another look

into Raymond's murder, and since you were his partner, John...

IAB told me never to discuss it.

I'm curious about why

you weren't with him the night he was killed.

He didn't tell me he was making that drug buy.

Think we both know what that means.

Okay, why don't you give me your version?

Hey, it's not my fault.

I tried to help him as much as I could.

I want to know why you put in for a transfer

the week before he was killed.

He was seeing this tweaker girl.

Drugs,

women.

I had to get away from it.

I tried to pull him out, I did.

While they were busy processing your transfer.

Right?

You want to know the truth, Horatio?

Yeah, John, I do.

Raymond got himself killed.

He had a lot of help, John.

A lot of help.

Is this the meth sample?

Yeah.

From Suzie's car trunk.

Pretty normal ingredients for meth,

except the pseudoephedrine,

um, which is

the kind that animal vets use.

So we have the cook.

How do you figure?

Our suspect works in a pet store.

( phone ringing )

Hang on a second.

Yeah.

OFFICER RAMIREZ: You might want to get over here.

Okay, what is she doing now?

Just hang on to her.

Thanks.

This is the conditions of your bail.

I want you to read all of it.

Suzie,

what are you doing?

I'm posting Bob's bail.

Yes, I can see that.

Why on earth would you be doing that?

I guess to make up for getting him arrested.

Really? Is that what it is?

It has nothing to do with the condition

of your arms right now?

You didn't get those banging into walls.

What's going on?

Initial every paragraph.

Temper gets the best of him sometimes.

Ray slapped him down once,

put him in check for a little while.

How did Bob feel about that?

Oh, he didn't like it.

But he was too scared to hit Ray back.

Mm-hmm.

What does this have to do with you?

I'm stuck in a bit of loop,

you know?

It's almost like taking care of him keeps me off the meth.

Who's taking care of Madison

while this is happening?

You remember Madison, don't you?

Ray's daughter.

Test came back.

Yes, they did,

and Madison belongs to Ray, Suzie.

Sign here.

Can you keep him away when he does get released?

Only if you don't post this bail.

What's with the bathing suits?

Do you have a pool around here?

Tanning bed.

The girls hate tan lines,

so the cameras in there tend to be among our most popular.

Here's Amanda's room.

DELKO: You got no sound.

Huh?

There's no sound on any of these cameras.

Uh, no.

It takes too much bandwidth.

Oh.

40 cameras and nothing

going on with any of them?

It's like a slot machine.

People hope they'll click on a camera

during an unscheduled event--

girls changing clothes, taking a shower,

stuff like that.

Aah! A snake could have

scored on that.

I used to play with that guy.

He sucked then, too.

How many, uh, subscribers do you have

logged onto the site?

Guy got my draft position

when I shattered my knee.

That's too bad.

What I asked you was,

how many people do you have logged onto the site right now?

153.

And going up now

because

Tiffany is about to use the tanning bed.

And how do they know

she's going to do that?

She calls it "Appointment Television."

230 hits and counting.

Hmm.

It looks like Amanda is back in her room.

I just want to ask you a couple of questions

if you don't mind, just about

your environment.

Whoa! You have a badge and a gun!

( laughs )

You're going to make

the chat room heat up.

Well, thank you,

but let's just stick to the question.

So, you actually get paid to live here?

Mm-hmm. I get a paycheck and benefits.

Free room and board.

And, uh,

all I have to do is live my life.

But it must not pay enough

if you have to solicit on the side.

I don't know what you mean.

We have an e-mail that says

that you were supposed to meet someone

by the screen name of RoughTrader

for a thousand dollars.

Well, that's not true. Problem is, is that

RoughTrader was murdered the night you met him.

Well, I never met him.

I have no idea who that is.

Where were you last night at 10:00?

I was here.

Well, that's easy enough to verify.

Yeah.

Do you mind if I borrow your shoes?

The stilettos.

No. Go ahead.

Thanks.

SALAS: Horatio.

There was a suspect at PD all afternoon,

and every time I went

near the holding area, everybody seemed

to hold their breath.

Well, um, it looks like the suspect, Bob,

and his wife knew Raymond.

And?

And, um, well...

Uh, Yelina...

Please, don't try to sugarcoat it.

I know what Raymond was doing, okay?

You... You-you knew?

Drugs.

Well, he started for the job

so he would gain their trust.

And then he got hooked.

He didn't want Ray Junior

and myself to find out,

so he would stay away

for weeks and weeks at a time.

Well, he-he did it to protect us, yeah.

Is there something else?

Um, there's been a development.

It looks like...

It looks like the meth

we found on Raymond's body matches the signature meth

that we found in the suspect's car.

And we believe that he is the cook

that Raymond was after.

What do you mean?

Are you saying that this Bob was with Raymond

the night he was killed?

At the very least.

Do you have any proof that he killed him?

Not yet, but I am on my way to see Bob.

I want to be there

when you confront him. Yelina?

Horatio, please. ! I do not think

that's a good idea.

Please stop trying to protect me.

That...

is not possible.

PD said Bob made bail.

Where is he? Bob?!

He's not here.

Don't give me that. Where is he?

He's not here.

You want a... a drink or something?

How did you get that eye?

He just felt so betrayed.

I mean, Madison didn't see anything; she was asleep.

You are switching addictions.

No, I am clean.

Suzie, Bob is bad news,

and I am getting you and Madison out of here right now.

Thanks. We're fine.

Really? You're fine?

I don't think you understand something.

She is my flesh and blood, and she will not remain

in this situation another second.

You don't have a say in it. This is exactly

where you are wrong-- I do have a say in it.

What are you going to tell Ray's wife?

You found a baby looks just like him,

thought you'd bring her home out of the goodness of your heart?

Can you imagine what that would do to her, Horatio?

Your little brother sure knew how to mess things up, didn't he?

Where is the pet store that Bob works at?

Hey, Tim, what have you got?

Well, I swabbed Amanda's heel points, and, um,

there are trace amounts

of acrylic copolymer and polyethylene wax.

And those are...?

Two main ingredients for industrial floor polish.

Janitor was buffing the floors that night,

so that puts Amanda at the scene.

Well, does it put her there at the right time?

Checked the archive videos from the house.

Found our girl. 10:00 p.m.

And here's Amanda.

Hmm, look at that.

She's fulfilling her contractual

shower obligation; that consists

of three showers a day, 20 minutes each.

What'd she do after that?

Let's see.

Different camera. Her bed.

I'm guessing, but...

I think we can probably find

thousands of witnesses all over the world

who could corroborate her alibi.

Then we do not need two more.

Tyler, can you verify

that the time hasn't been doctored?

Yeah, I already ran checksums on all the files.

Uh, the time's accurate.

So Amanda

is not guilty.

Not of murder.

Your shoes place you

at the murder scene of Stephen Bremen.

That's RoughTrader's real name, in case you were wondering.

Do you have something

that you want to tell me, Amanda?

Yeah, um...

...but I worry about lip readers.

Where did they go?

Blind spot.

Okay, uh...

so, I went to meet him in his office,

and when I got there, he was...

He was already dead.

I got freaked, and I ran.

Well, you couldn't have been that freaked out, Amanda,

because your heel prints go all the way

up to the body.

Okay, I kind of sent some e-mails that crossed the line,

I saw the laptop.

I took it.

Why didn't you just call the police?

'Cause I didn't want my boss to find out.

Jason. He's got this really strict policy

about girls making any outside income.

Where's the laptop now?

I tossed it in a Dumpster

outside of the Centrust building.

Thank you, officers.

Do you recognize

the meth, Bob?

That is the meth

that you sold my brother, Raymond Caine,

the night you killed him.

Somebody else killed your brother.

The unknown third party theory.

The guy must've found out

our deal was going down,

shot Ray, ran off with the money.

And you just took your drugs and went home that night.

I don't think so, Bob.

You know, Internal Affairs couldn't figure this out.

What makes you think you're so special?

The rumor of a dirty cop, Bob, is far juicier

than a confirmation.

You just called your brother a dirty cop.

And maybe he was, Bob, but he didn't deserve to die.

We all have to die sometime.

Some... some sooner than others, Bob.

Suzie...

Hi, Madison.

How's your knee?

Good.

Bob's gun.

What are you talking about?

Suzie, don't lie to me-- I know he's got one.

He's still my old man, Horatio.

I checked the shop and the car.

Where is it?

There's a place we used to go to tweak for... days at a time.

A lot of contamination here.

Yeah, Delko pulled it out of a Dumpster.

Listen, don't power that thing up, all right?

Because, uh, it could corrupt the data

we need to examine on the hard drive.

Hey, you have a, a mound of something

adhered pretty good, here on the lid.

I'll take the blood for DNA,

and leave the mound for you.

All right, thanks. Sure.

All right...

On the laptop lid we have cyanoacrylate ester.

Superglue?

Liquid fell from above, dried where it hit.

And you're sure it's not

from Supergluing the finger prints?

I didn't use S.G. on this one.

What do you think it means to the case?

I'm working on that.

Hey did you get anything on the hard drive?

Tyler's working on that.

Amanda thought she wiped the hard drive,

but look what I found...

Needle in a haystack.

Not so bad.

These are actually file fragments.

So I ran a grave robber on it.

What's a "grave robber"?

It's a piece of software that resurrects deleted files,

figures out which ones go together

and in what order.

JENSEN: And voil Four HTML Web pages, two e-mails from that night.

Let's check the e-mail.

JENSON: Same e-mail we got off the WIFI server setting the meet

for 10 P.M.

What about the second e-mail?

Okay, now that's weird, because it's also from Amanda

but it says to meet at midnight.

That wasn't on the WIFI server.

RoughTrader was probably using Internet access

at a different location when he received that one.

So is there any way to verify

that the two letters came from the same computer?

Maybe Amanda's?

JENSON: Okay, here's the 10:00 appointment.

And here's the midnight appointment.

Let me run

an authentication program.

The one that says "10:00 P.M." is a forgery.

Pretty transparent.

The underlying IP address

is different by one digit.

CALLEIGH: So doesn't that mean that it comes from

a different computer but at the same location?

Probably.

So the killer's inside the sorority house.

This is the computer.

The IP address matches.

Matches what?

Our murder victim got an e-mail

from this computer.

No way. It's password protected

and locked when I'm not here.

Then I guess you're the only one that could have sent the e-mail.

WALLACE: No, I mean...

I didn't send any e-mail to this guy.

I've got a Superglue bottle with no cap.

You should really take your trash out

more often, Jason.

This is crazy.

That seem a little convenient to you,

that bottle is still there?

A little bit.

There is one use for Superglue

that most people don't think of.

Stand up and show me your hands.

Turn them over.

He's clean.

What're you thinking?

Thinking whoever killed our stock broker

used Superglue to seal his own wounds.

Well, that would explain why there was only

the killer's blood on the Superglue cap.

But that really works? It seals the wound?

Yeah, athletes use it all the time.

Stops bleeding instantly.

Tell me something, Lloyd...

did it sting when you put the Superglue in your cut?

What?

Let me see your hands. I'm busy.

Let me see your hands.

They're bringing in

the new girl.

She'll never replace Amanda,

right, Lloyd?

You sliced the stock broker's throat.

Came back here to frame your boss.

CALLEIGH: I guess it's okay when a million guys

are looking at Amanda,

but the minute that one guy wants to touch her,

you had to step in.

It was never about "a million guys."

It was about me.

She knew I was in here watching her.

Every time she looked into that camera,

flirted...

winked...

she was looking at me.

Not him.

We used to crank out here for days,

smoking off tin.

Bob would start taking TVs apart,

rewiring them.

It's called "Frankensteining."

Excuse me...

You know what that is, Suzie?

An antenna?

That...

is a gun barrel.

Hey.

I heard our guys found the rest of Bob's gun parts.

Yeah, they did. What did you get?

The round that killed Raymond was fired from this barrel.

It's Bob's gun barrel.

Okay, would you mind doing the paperwork on it?

Of course not.

I'm going to do it right now.

Are you okay?

I am now.

Thank you.

So, Bob...

You've had enough.

If you will, Bob, note the gun handle

directly in front of me, please.

Come on, man,

that could be anyone's. Yes, it could,

but this one happens to have your print on it.

Now, the gun barrel to my right

shot

this bullet into Raymond Caine.

You killed him, Bob.

And now I can prove it.

He was a degenerate.

That may also be true, Bob,

but he was not a coward.

Like you.

He stood up to you for abusing Suzie,

and it got him killed, right?

So you're the big savior, Caine?

Coming in, doing your brother's clean up?

That's what I do.

I clean things up.

Suzie, are you going to be okay?

And I'm moving into the management program,

going to get into advertising for the hotel.

Okay, listen. I want you to take this.

For you and Madison.

I'll pay you back.

Don't worry about it.

Thank you.

And expect more monthly. All right?

Will you come around?

When you least expect it.

I'll still be straight.

Suzie, you have no choice.

You have to worry about somebody else now.

You understand?

Is this the file? Will you take it

to my desk, please?

All right. You need anything, you call me.

And I mean it.

Got your card.

Okay.

Take care.

Horatio...

D.A.'s going for life

on Ray's killer.

Yeah, it looks that way.

Yeah...

Are you okay?

I still miss him.

Me, too.

What was that for?

For finding out the truth about Ray.

You and Ray Junior going to be all right tonight?

Tonight.

Okay.

If you need anything...

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