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( engine rumbling )

( engine continues )

( blowing whistle )

( screaming )

( metal crashing )

( indistinct radio transmission )

WOODS: A lot of lucky people on this beach.

One fatality-- the pilot.

EPA had some environmental concerns with the fuel spill.

Now we're waiting on NTSB.

Yes, so we can't touch a thing till they get here.

And I can't touch the body.

CAINE: A lot of people

are going to want to look at this one, Alexx.

Poor guy's going to have to wait.

This poor guy

has covered up his registration numbers.

SALAS: I guess he didn't want to be recognized

by Coast Guard or FAA.

Question is...

what was he hiding?

You find something?

That looks like a drain with the valve been blown off.

Could've been sheared off on the beach.

No, I think this one

has been helped along.

You mean sabotage.

Nope.

I mean murder.

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( indistinct radio transmission )

( camera clicking )

( indistinct transmissions continue )

A lot of fish in the water on this one.

NTSB just released him.

CAINE: I need a cause

of death as soon as you know, Alexx.

You'll be the first.

It was set up to climb.

Auto-pilot was on.

Could've been pilot error.

Well, I guess that's possible.

Took out the seats and replaced them with these

fuel bladders.

I think we got a cargo plane

designed for long distance travel.

Long flight over the ocean.

Pilot probably had a Class Four rating.

He knew what he was doing.

Traveling with no identification.

What do you think he was smuggling?

I don't know, but whatever it was, 250 gallons of it

was flushed before he crashed, right?

We need to take this whole plane

back to our hangar for a prelim, cargo included.

Well, not before we go over it.

We might tell you what brought it down.

( indistinct radio transmissions )

CAINE: Speed, what have we got?

Uh, manganese, dioxide fused with potassium hydroxide.

Creates potassium permanganate.

It's primarily used

to disinfect cocaine.

It makes it totally pure.

Yes, the South American drug trade is dying

to get their hands on this stuff.

The DEA has a restriction on it.

Makes 250 gallons a pretty valuable cargo.

So our guy was on a delivery run when he crashed.

( cell phone ringing )

Yeah?

SALAS: Hey, I checked

the plane's registration with the FAA.

Pilot's name is Adam Decker. Rockwater address.

He co-owns the plane with a business partner, Wes Gallagher.

Okay, did you get the name of their business?

Yes, Dolson Treatment Labs.

I'll keep you posted.

Chemicals.

Okay, Rockwater,

here we come.

( plane passing overhead )

Mrs. Gallagher?

Yes.

Is your husband home?

He's in back.

Is there trouble?

No, I'd just like to speak to him.

Right this way.

Thank you.

CAINE: Fly away homes.

Suburbia on the runway.

Yeah, for the new commuter.

MRS. GALLAGHER: Fly into Orlando for a meeting,

home for dinner.

Where do we go, ma'am?

GALLAGHER: I worked on that plane

to keep it in the air, not bury it on Miami Beach.

SPEEDLE: So he trusted you to maintain it?

We were partners. I hope so.

You and Adam went to Yale together.

He pushed test tubes around for a few years.

They gave him a degree in chemical engineering.

And you got one for mechanical engineering.

That's right.

Together you created Dolson Treatment Labs.

Quite a success story I understand.

SPEEDLE: You spilled something

on your boot.

It's probably just fuel.

Actually, it's potassium permanganate.

Which is what

you and Adam were smuggling, right?

No, that's not true.

Speed, let's take a look at his hands.

All right?

Why?

To eliminate you as a suspect.

What is this thing?

SPEEDLE: Ah, it's just

a little toy we have to sniff out residue.

Like what?

Like RDX, which is an explosive

that we found on the fuselage as well.

SPEEDLE: So what'd you do?

You, uh, sabotaged the valves with explosives?

When the chemicals blew out during the flight...

...it affected the, uh, center of gravity.

The tail goes down,

the nose goes up.

It stalls,

and then crashes.

Right, Wes?

I didn't intend to kill him.

I just didn't want him to make

the run to South America.

I told him there have to be

other ways to raise the money.

Raise money for what?

( sighs )

We were working on a new plane together.

( cell phone ringing ) State of the art design.

He was a good pilot.

He should've been able to make a soft landing.

I didn't want him to get arrested for smuggling.

I was trying to protect him.

I guess you didn't try hard enough, did you?

That was Alexx.

Adam Decker died

of carbon monoxide poisoning.

CAINE: So Adam died

before the crash.

Wes's sabotage didn't kill him.

You just got lucky, Wes.

DELKO: So, Adam Decker suffocated

on the plane's combustion.

Yeah, Alexx said respiratory arrest.

Carbon monoxide starved his body of oxygen.

CO poisoning usually turns the skin red.

Why not our guy?

He was anemic.

Low hemoglobin.

No redness.

Got a scrape here.

Yeah, you're going to have a few scrapes.

It was a plane crash.

Huh. Well, thanks for the update,

but, uh, this is not from hitting the beach.

Well, NTSB brought it in on a flatbed.

It's not like they put it in bubble wrap.

Yeah, I realize that, too.

Someone keyed this.

Okay, I see that, but why would somebody do that?

At these airparks,

these planes are like sports cars--

people's pride and joy.

You key one of these things, you're sending a message.

WENDY: My husband flew that plane yesterday afternoon.

It was fine.

DELKO: Okay, well, um, can you think of anyone

who had a grudge against your husband?

He worked with all kinds of people in his business.

We were thinking someone a little closer to home.

He didn't care for Jeff Latham very much.

Who's he?

Neighbor.

Jeff never shared the same enthusiasm

for flying that my husband did.

Jeff lives in an airpark, and he doesn't like flying?

His wife, Heddy's the flyer.

He golfs.

My husband would run engine tests late at night.

Jeff would show his appreciation by rolling our trash barrels

into the street the next morning.

Stupid stuff.

And then it got serious.

How serious?

Jeff took a swing at Adam

over by the airstrip--

for buzzing over his house.

The more Adam laughed about it, the angrier Jeff got.

Guess it's settled now, isn't it?

Oh, yeah, we had our differences.

No question.

Despite what he thinks,

there are rules

to follow in airparks.

Airparks and everywhere else.

What did you do now?

Nothing. Let me handle this.

You know, last week,

he did throw some garden tools on the runway.

Can you arrest him for that?

Don't you have some propellers to polish or something?

Look, whatever it was this time,

trust me-- Adam Decker had it coming.

You mean, like dying in a plane crash?

DELKO: This morning

on Miami Beach.

You don't think I had something to do with that?

You two have a history.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean I went out...

We have evidence that proves

his plane was vandalized prior to the crash.

Scraped with a car key.

Care to show us your set for comparison?

No. Because I'll tell you right now.

Okay, I did take a swipe at his plane,

because the man was smug, and he was pompous and reckless.

I got to say, guys, I hated him.

Enough to poison him with carbon monoxide?

This was just a neighborhood dispute.

It was nothing.

CAINE: Well, I'll tell you, Jeff...

it's something now.

MALE ON RADIO: Dispatch be advised,

the victim is a valet at the Wayfarer Grill.

So, his boss said he just came back

from, uh, parking a car.

He rHean back and just fell out.

Young guy.

Gone too soon, sugar.

No visible trauma.

( grunts )

But it wouldn't be the first time

paramedics missed an entry wound.

You need some help?

Nah.

I could undress a dead man in my sleep.

Leaving that one alone.

( chuckles )

( explosion )

( coughs )

Alexx!

It's okay!

( coughing )

You okay?

Yeah.

Want me to call Rescue?

I'm fine.

Exploding jacket?

( chuckles )

Got us another crime scene.

Smells like lead.

That's part of a keypad.

Could be homemade.

Somebody was trying to kill this boy,

they were about half an hour too late.

Not too late to almost take you out.

You okay? You sure?

We're not done with our prelim, guys.

Oh, we're just looking.

So, how do you think

the carbon monoxide got into the cockpit?

Well, the weakest part of any exhaust system

is where the pipe is welded to the muffler.

This one's cracked.

That could have cracked on impact.

Well, it could have.

But, uh, that definitely didn't.

Oh, look it here!

Someone's drilled a hole into the pipe.

Yeah, the carbon monoxide would have filled the engine bay.

The engine bay is completely sealed off

from the rest of the plane.

Not anymore.

Someone drilled a hole

through the firewall into the cockpit.

DUQUESNE: Hmm.

Carbon monoxide--

you can't see it, can't smell it.

Poor guy-- he didn't even have a chance.

( hissing )

DELKO: You said the auto pilot was engaged, right?

Plane flies itself till it's told otherwise.

Why'd it stop flying? Could have flown

into a rain cloud, wings could have iced up.

Ice changes the shape of the wing

and disrupts the airflow.

That's ironic.

Who would have guessed

that ice could kill you in Miami?

A good pilot could have regained control before it hit the beach.

Yeah, but not a dead one.

Just so you know,

you can't take any of this from the hangar.

This accident may have been caused by an intentional

criminal act.

Can we just borrow

just the smallest little piece?

Just the smallest?

( groaning )

I need a copy of everything for the public docket.

You'll get it.

You know what?

I've got one more question.

Uh, was there any radio traffic before the crash?

No Mayday.

Just a phone call.

( phone rings )

Do you know where it came from?

Neighbor back at the airpark.

Guy named, uh, Tony Macken.

He was monitoring

the airport frequency, heard the pilot

on the radio, got worried,

and called the FAA.

Well, it looks like

we've got another suspect.

Thank you very much.

DUQUESNE: Mr. Macken, NTSB said

you heard Adam Decker's radio call

before the plane crashed.

Yeah, I tried to call him back, but he didn't respond.

DELKO: You monitor the airport

frequency?

Yeah, I got, like,

an inner ear imbalance.

And they say I can't fly anymore,

so I'm like the resident control tower now.

You, uh, remember what Decker said?

Something about making an unscheduled stop.

Advise. Will be diverting to Miami.

Changing frequency to...

Miami Flight Services Station...

You know, it wasn't what he said.

It was, like, how he said it.

Like, he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Do you remember approximately what time that was?

Yeah.

It was like 9:30.

You know, I called the FAA right after I heard it.

Okay. Great.

Well, thank you for your time.

Yeah.

Something's not right about that.

Yeah.

We need a timeline.

The FAA logged Macken's call at 9:35.

Okay. And plane hit the beach 15 minutes later.

Is this chamber the same area as the cockpit?

Yeah. Uh, the dummy in the seat.

The bladders in the rear.

So, we can figure out

how much C.O. was pumped into the cabin?

Yeah. I'm using the manufacturer's

recommended setting to calculate the amount of C.O.

I added a color dye for reference.

DELKO: Now...

15 minutes after takeoff, there was enough C.O.

in the cockpit to put the pilot into a coma.

So, at that rate of flow, how much longer did he have?

( alarm blares )

Five minutes, max.

Wendy said he took off at 9:00,

so he would have been dead at 9:20.

But Macken said he heard Decker's voice

over the radio for sure after 9:30.

Macken is lying.

I'm going to call Horatio.

I screwed up the time. So what?

Why did you wait 20 minutes to call the FAA?

I was busy.

What's her name, Tony?

What are you talking about?

The woman you were with--

what's her name?

Wendy Decker.

The victim's wife.

Interesting.

Yeah.

So, the husbands fly away

and leave the wives behind for old Tony.

Hey, they knock on my door.

I don't knock on their doors.

You-You know what I'm saying?

CAINE: So, Wendy visited,

and you were monitoring

her husband, Adam,

on the radio.

We always left the radio on, in case Adam turned around.

You know, we didn't want any surprises.

Except this time, you know,

Wendy-- she asked me to turn the radio off.

Wendy told you to turn the radio off,

after she heard her husband's voice?

Yeah.

You know what?

Let's go visit

the grieving widow.

CAINE: You have, uh, you have quite the little cul-de-sac

going here, don't you, Wendy?

So, Wendy, you were in bed with Tony

when Adam called on the radio,

and you instructed Tony

to shut it off, right?

I was embarrassed.

Not enough to stop what you were doing.

ADAM ( on radio ): November 4-7-9.

4-7-Papa.

Advise... will be diverting to Miami.

It's Adam. Turn it off.

Changing frequency...

Do you have any idea how guilty I feel about this?

Guilty that you and your boyfriend killed your husband?

Tony's not my boyfriend.

Frankly, it was a way to get back at Adam

for cheating on me.

Wendy, that's called motive.

Only if I killed him, and I didn't.

Who was your husband seeing?

I don't know.

Something tipped you off, didn't it?

What was it?

WENDY: He didn't think I'd find it.

It reeked of perfume

and it wasn't my bedding pattern.

There was writing all over it.

One of Adam's stupid math formulas.

I knew it must have been important to him,

so I washed it

and put it back.

I was waiting for him to find it.

My way of saying, "Screw you.

I know what you've been doing."

Excuse me.

This is a very unusual sound system.

Adam designed it.

He was always tinkering with things.

Right. I notice that, um,

I notice that this speaker

is different than the other one.

And here's why.

Mrs. Decker,

this... is a camera.

A camera?

Someone broke into our home?

Not necessarily.

Is this tiny thing really a camera?

Yeah, it's a good one, too.

Needs almost no light.

It's got high resolution.

Wide field of view.

The camera's not hooked up

to the VCR.

It's transmitting outside of the house.

And, uh, 2.4 gigahertz transmitter.

Broadcasts in any direction up to 200 feet.

Someone at the airpark

was definitely spying on our dead guy.

WENDY: It had to be Wes.

DUQUESNE: Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am.

I didn't realize you were there.

It's okay.

You said Wes.

You mean Adam's business partner?

Yeah.

Last block party, Wes had a little too much,

accused Adam of sleeping with his wife, Cindy.

He was probably trying to prove it.

Look, someone was sleeping with my wife.

She was walking around

humming and smiling every weekend.

It wasn't because of me.

I was in Tampa all week working.

And you suspected your business partner.

I suspected every guy in the airpark,

including Adam.

So you planted a camera to prove it.

They-they had a camera, too?

"Too"?

Yeah, I, uh,

I found a camera in the smoke detector

in our bedroom last week

when I went to change the battery.

Figured the last owners put it in

to spice things up.

Two cameras, two different houses.

Why stop at two?

DUQUESNE: Mrs. Latham, I'm Calleigh Duquesne.

I'm with Miami-Dade Police Department.

This is my partner, Eric Delko.

Mm, let me guess. You guys here to see Jeff again?

Actually, we have reason to believe

there's a camera hidden in your home.

Is this some sort of practical joke

my neighbors set you up to, or....?

What's with the stuff?

Well, this is a SpyFinder.

It'll help us detect any hidden surveillance equipment.

With your permission, we'd like to scan your home.

It'll just take a second.

All right.

( scanner beeps rhythmically)

HEDDY: I don't understand.

I mean, wouldn't I be able to see a camera?

You'd be surprised where a covert camera can hide.

This scanner will see any camera that sees it.

( rhythmic beeping continues)

( beeping increases )

Clock radio.

Oh, my God.

That's aimed at m...

Your bed.

I checked all three cameras,

the transmitters that go with them and the wiring.

There's not one single fingerprint

or anything we can use.

I'm not surprised.

Are you having any luck?

I think so.

We know where all of the cameras are.

And we know that they all transmit

a max of 200 feet in any direction.

The receiver has to be in the overlap.

Found an antenna and a receiver up here.

Wire tracer?

Yeah.

This energizer sends a constant signal down the wire.

And this tracer

tracks that signal.

( tracer clicking )

Well, ten bucks says

it's the business partner, Wes Gallagher.

Oh, you're on.

I'll take Macken, resident stud.

All right, you're on.

( clicking rapidly )

Ten bucks, please.

At least it buys us a warrant.

Hey.

Hey.

Figured you'd take a sick day.

Well, a little excitement

doesn't mean life stops, or death.

Our valet, died of a brain aneurysm.

Rupture in the middle cerebral artery.

What'd you get?

Explosive was lead picrate.

Can basically buy the ingredients

in any home improvement store.

It's real sensitive to shock, heat, friction.

It was in this thing.

Is that a cell phone?

It's a Carto.

Someone rigged our valet's cell phone?

Well, I don't think it was his,

'cause it costs more than he probably makes in two weeks.

He stole it.

So can you trace the phone-- GPS, something like that?

GPS is gone, but we don't need it.

Take a look at that.

Looks like a serial number.

I'm going to have Homicide try to track down the owner.

I got to finish up

some of that work on the plane crash

but, uh, if they find anything, I'll page you.

Thanks, Timmy.

Hey, hey, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

A warrant? For what?

I couldn't have been here last night

to sabotage a plane 'cause, you know, I got witnesses

that say that they saw me at my son's birthday party

down in South Beach.

CAINE: Tony, you've been placing video cameras

in your neighbors' bedrooms.

Hey.

I don't nothing about no hidden video cameras, all right?

I told you.

H.

Yeah.

Very nice, Tony.

Motion activated.

Now, Tony,

do I need to take a look at those videotapes

to know what's on them?

Look, it's...

it's no harm, no foul, all right.

You know, I mean, I just...

...I like to watch, you know, and, uh...

We're all guys here, right?

There's no harm done.

Not when one of the people on the tapes gets murdered.

There are five more cases just like this.

CAINE: How long you been selling porn, Tony?

Hey, that's not illegal.

It is if your stars don't know they're on camera.

Are these yours?

Yeah.

The three-quarter inch bit is missing.

So, what?

That is the size of the hole

that brought Adam's plane down.

Where's the bit?

Oh, man, I loaned that to Jeff Latham.

That's the guy that keyed Adam Decker's plane.

Let's go talk to Jeff again.

Yeah, I borrowed the drill bit.

I didn't have a three-quarter inch.

CAINE: But you knew that the hole

that brought Adam's plane down

needed to be just that big though, didn't it?

I already told you, I don't know anything about planes.

I wouldn't know where to drill.

Excuse me. Yes?

It's a definite match.

Oh, good. Would you explain to Mr. Latham what that means?

Mr. Latham, the drill bit you borrowed

makes a very distinctive hole.

This is the hole from Adam Decker's plane.

This is the test hole that we made.

They were both made with the same bit,

and it's one that we found at your house.

That means that that drill bit right there

is responsible for your neighbor's murder.

We spoke with Wendy and she said her husband

flew the plane late yesterday, no problems.

So whoever did it, did it last night.

Show me someone who saw me sabotage that plane.

Are you aware that we've arrested Tony Macken

for videotaping people's bedrooms in your community,

including your bedroom?

Word gets around, yeah.

So then, you won't mind

if I take a look at the tape from last night

that includes you in the room?

As a matter of fact, I do.

I'm sorry.

I was just being polite.

( clears throat )

You found my phone?

Have a seat.

Had lunch at the Wayfarer Grill?

( sighs )

Shark steak.

Sounds delicious.

A valet attendant stole your phone from your car.

I was thinking someone from the gym stole it.

So, where is it?

Man!

Probably doesn't look the same.

( sighs )

No warranty.

That sucks.

You do realize

that you blew up your own cell phone

by putting explosives in it.

RITCHIE: In the phone's battery compartment.

So, what are you, crazy?

RITCHIE: Hey, look, some guys

like to keep alcohol in their car,

video games.

I like to go to the Everglades,

blow things up.

It's a sport.

It's a sport?

It's fun.

It's like fireworks.

It doesn't hurt anybody.

Where's the harm?

It's not like I'm a terrorist or anything.

Well, you're looking at three years minimum.

I bought all the ingredients legally.

That doesn't matter.

Possessing

or manufacturing an explosive device is a felony.

This is all 'cause some guy ripped me off?

That guy died of unrelated causes,

but your bomb almost killed our medical examiner.

No. This-this isn't fair.

WOODS: Want to talk about fair?

Who are they?

My kids.

They almost lost their mother

because you like to blow things up.

So tell me...

is that fair?

So, I should call a lawyer?

Ri-Ri-Ri-Right?

Reality TV.

Can I watch?

Uh, yeah, have a seat.

Tell me when I have to look away.

That's the thing.

You never have to.

What are you telling me?

I'm telling you

Jeff Latham should probably see a doctor

about the little blue pill.

Oh.

That explains

why he didn't want us to watch the tape.

That's it.

It stays like that until morning.

So, if Jeff Latham

left the room last night to sabotage the plane,

we'll never know.

The dead guy's widow said

there's some kind of drawing on this pillowcase.

But I tested it.

It's not ink. It's vegetable oil.

Then when our girl washed it, the pigment rinsed away,

but oil is heavier than water,

so the oil stayed embedded in the fibers.

Right. It means it's there. We just can't see it.

Ninhydrin spray.

Care to do the honors?

( whirring )

What is it?

A rudimentary schematic.

There's some lettering.

Oh, it's an equation for a chemical reaction.

Huh.

I was kind of expecting it to be a love note.

At least a

heart with initials.

What?

It's a pillowcase.

Yeah, it's probably

just the handiest thing to write on.

It's an equation for a fuel cell.

Holy grail of aviation.

Cheap power,

no emissions.

It's part of the plan-- that, uh,

that new plane Decker was working on?

Correct. Have we determined what was used

to write on the pillowcase?

It's an oil-based cosmetic.

Based on the fine lines,

I guess an eyeliner.

So, we are looking

for a woman.

I scanned video feeds from every bedroom.

Nothing close.

And then I found this one.

Jeff and Heddy's bedroom.

One good thing about these

pinhole cameras is

that they hold focus well

from very far to very close.

Can we clean that up?

Yeah.

Let's magnify that, Eric.

Same pattern as the one the wife found.

It looks like a match to me.

It wasn't an affair.

Pilots call it something else?

Adam and I were in love.

The only reason that he cut it off was

'cause he was afraid

that his wife was going to find out.

And she did find out.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about your invention.

A new fuel source for airplanes.

( laughs )

That was one of Adam's crazy ideas.

That's not true.

This is your idea.

Why don't you show me?

I was thinking...

You have quite an impressive academic record, Mrs. Latham.

Detective Salas ran you.

Master's degree from MIT.

Two years with one of the biggest

chemical companies in the world.

And a commercial pilot's rating.

It's no wonder you shared your idea with Adam.

You're kindred spirits.

CAINE: Until he registered

the patent in Washington

behind your back.

Really? I didn't know.

That's not true, either.

There are no secrets in your neighborhood.

He took your idea, Heddy, and then you took his life.

You can't prove that.

A word to the wise.

This is where you deny the allegation.

( laughs )

Am I under arrest?

Um... not yet.

When you tested the drill bit,

did you wear safety goggles?

I did.

The insulation went everywhere.

( whirring )

Which means, she had to, as well, right?

Yeah.

I didn't find any with Jeff's drill.

Okay. Here's what we do.

Go back to the Decker hangar

where the holes were drilled.

( shutter clicking )

Speed?

Well, so far,

we have the, uh, fibers from the goggles

matching the fibers from the fire insulation wall.

CAINE: So, she sneaked in

in the middle of the night.

Picked up Adam's goggles and put them on.

( whirring )

The mistake she made was leaving them behind.

Epithelials?

Got two subjects. Um...

The first is the goggles, but it's a no-brainer.

They're his goggles.

The second one didn't come up on CODIS,

but the DNA's female.

So, we get a sample off her, she's ours.

Where's your wife, Jeff?

I thought you were done with us? Where is she?

( engine sputtering )

( car engine humming )

Let's go, Heddy.

Come on, Heddy.

( plane engine slowing )

What's going on?

Right down on the ground, right here.

I'm going to have to ask you to lie facedown on the ground.

( sirens approaching )

Well, Heddy, almost.

Almost.

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