04x11 - Natural Selection

[bunniefuu]

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[cell phone rings]

Anachronism!

[ringing]

[horses whinnying]

Anachronism!

Crap! Sorry, my bad.

Seriously, Liz?

We talked about this.

[scoffs] Relax, people.

Is it off?

Yes, it's off.

Go ahead and avenge your kingdom, hon.

Rachel, how's the job hunt coming?

Slow, unfortunately.

It feels like everybody wants you to have more experience.

Oh, don't worry. All it takes is one of those places to see your potential and give you a chance.

I certainly hope so.

Dana.

Rachel is an adult.

She can contribute to this household like everyone else.

And I'm trying to.

All right, I know this move has been an adjustment for everyone, I also know Rachel will find herself a job.

Until that happens, we're all healthy we're all together, and that's all that matters.

Rachel, would you please say grace?

I'm thinking this detective...

Her name's Pat Gore... For the liaison job.

Is she any good?

Yeah. She's a good cop.

Is she good?

Well, I'm just thinking, once you choose a candidate, you go home, right?

If I go home... this is over?

Why don't you come and join Interpol?

[laughing] Yeah, right.

You would make an amazing agent. What are you talking about?

Yeah, but I have a life here.

It's only a three-year posting.

You know what?

It's too late, anyway. I've told them how amazing you were, and they're very, very interested in you.

What? What did you say about me?

I said you were brave...

Yeah?

Intuitive...

Yeah?

And one of the best detectives I ever worked with.

Gorgeous.

Mm-hmm?

Stunning.

Um, Agent Stoker, are you trying to recruit me?

Is it working?

Keep going. I'll let you know.

♪

Hmm. Hey. What do you got?

Liz Kerr. 23.

No signs of forced entry.

Anyone else live here?

She lived alone. Her boyfriend found her.

Okay.

Wow!

Mm-hmm. Some kind of mace.

And I think I can confidently say it's the m*rder w*apon.

Yeah...

It's recent, too.

Body's still warm.

No sign of rigor or lividity.

Boyfriend found her fast.

Lucas: He sure did, and no sign of forced entry.

Where's her boyfriend now?

Will you... Will you take care of that?

I want to talk to Betty for a second.

You want Lucas gone? This ought to be good.

You ever had a long-distance relationship that actually worked?

Well, Oscar's four floors up, and it's touch-and-go every day.

[chuckles]

Um...

Well, if two people want something to work, they just find a way.

All right.

That's it?

Yeah. That's it.

♪

Hello?

Cutting it a bit close.

I knew you wouldn't start without me.

Mm. Oh, your shirt needs pressing.

Why don't you go put it in the laundry for me?

Aye-aye. Ooh! Yay! Snacks.

I'm gonna kick your asses today, I can feel it.

Language.

Sorry.

Game time with my two favorite girls.

I love you.

And I love you.

You go first.

[exhales contentedly]

I came by at 10:30 to pick Liz up.

We were going to a L.A.R.P. event...

That's "live-action role-play."

I know what L.A.R.P.ing is.

It's just a lot of people mistake it for cosplay, and it is not cosplay.

This is way more serious.

So what happened when you got here?

I knocked, a bunch of times...

[sighs] She didn't answer, so I tried the door.

It was unlocked, so I came in, and... and there she was.

And what did you do next?

First aid.

What do you think? That's why...

But nothing happened, so I called 911.

What can you tell me about the mace?

It's not just a mace, it's a chained morningstar.

You seem to know a lot about the w*apon.

I should. It's mine.

I-I... I lent it to Liz.

She wanted to be a warrior.

Where were you before you arrived?

Home.

Getting dressed for the event.

Was anyone with you?

My roommates were out.

I'm gonna need your costume as evidence.

Will I get it back?

Well, it might take a while.

Am I going to need a lawyer?

Do you think you need a lawyer?

♪

You got anything?

I don't know.

Seymour University spring catalog.

She's already got a degree. I saw one over there.

She was working at a coffee shop.

Maybe she was thinking of going back to school.

"It's never too late. Love, Me."

Wonder who "Me" is.

Medium latte, double sh*t, skinny.

[steamer bubbling]

Constant motion, Rachel, constant motion, okay?

Otherwise the milk will burn.

Got it. Sorry.

Oh, no problem.

Everyone has to start somewhere, right?

Liz?

If Rachel needs help, give her a hand.

I mean, here at Grindhouse, we're not just co-workers, we're family.

Hey, Sharon.

Since we're family, can I have 20 bucks?

Excuse me?

Well, I need cab fare.

Uh, of course not.

Well, can I borrow your car?

I mean, we're family and all.

I promise I won't have it back too late.

But just in case, don't wait up.

Ahem. Rachel? Uh, meet Liz, our resident comedian.

[grumbles] Millennials.

Mom seems really tense these days.

[laughs]

Liz Kerr.

Doesn't seem to have any family.

She grew up in the foster system and then aged out.

No support system.

No. But she seemed to be doing okay...

She went to university, got a degree.

And then she got k*lled.

Yeah, then that.

All right, what about the boyfriend?

Uh, Ron Dacksel. No alibi.

Right now, he's our best suspect.

I'm gonna go talk to those dress-up people.

Hmm. You gonna dress up?

Yes, I am.

Jack talk to you yet?

Yeah, this morning. Pat Gore?

That's a good choice.

Yeah, I thought so.

You should get Jack to help you on this.

I mean, we only have him a few more days.

I think you should use him.

Okay. I'm all over that.

♪

I can't believe she's dead.

What's Ron doing here?

He's here?

Where is he?

I mean, I'd be a total mess if that was my girlfriend.

How long have you known Liz?

Only a couple of months.

Since she started dating Ron.

He and I have been L.A.R.P.ing together for years.

I mean, I thought she was gonna be a total tourist, but she was really getting the hang of it.

Didn't that make Ron happy?

You'd think, but they used to get into some pretty crazy fights.

In front of all of us.

How bad did they get?

We like to play-fight.

Larpers aren't violent I.R.L.

"In real life."

Ah, yes.

Besides, Ron fights with anyone.

He's a stickler for detail.

So, he really does know his way around weapons?

Yeah, he's outfitted half of the group.

He's been teaching sword-fighting for years.

So he and Liz would fight over her attention to detail?

Honestly? I think he was just sensitive because she was out of his league.

Liz was just a free spirit.

She was just... up for anything.

Just one of those people that you just wanted to be around... all the time.

Jack: Sounds like someone had a little crush.

Well, who doesn't love a free spirit, huh?

The only spirits I like are in a bottle.

[cell ringing]

Hey, Lucas.

Hey. Are you still in the woods?

We're just leaving.

You're never gonna believe who's here.

Lucas: Ron Dacksel?

That's right. Went home, changed his armor.

Well, I'm glad to see that he didn't let his girlfriend's m*rder ruin his plans.

How's it going with Liz's phone records?

Lucas: Very slowly.

How someone can text this much is beyond me.

We have Ron, her workplace, Fiona Murphy, and then there's just a bunch of numbers that come and go.

She was sexting with a lot of them.

She had other lovers.

He found the body, and it's his w*apon.

They fought all the time, he's not showing grief...

You want to go back?

Let's go get him.

♪

I think we should just call it a day. No one's really in the mood.

Yeah.

It's probably for the best.

Flynn: Ron Dacksel?

You're coming with us.

No. No, man. This is a mistake.

Lower your w*apon.

[sword clangs]

Thanks. I wasn't talking to you.

Drop your w*apon.

You can't do this!

It's not right. I didn't do anything!

Hey! The sword goes down, or you do!

Your last warning. Put the w*apon down.

Dude! Do what she says!

Stoker: She ain't asking you again.

The smartest thing you've ever done.

So you and Liz fought.

A little.

Mm. We heard a lot.

Ryan acknowledged that they argued.

"Ron."

Right.

What'd you fight about?

[sighs] I don't know...

Could be anything.

I mean, where to go on Saturday night.

Normal couple stuff.

We always made up.

Did you know she was seeing other people?

She was?

Flynn: I think you found out there were other guys in the picture.

I mean, that's enough to get anyone mad.

[cell rings]

No.

Apologies.

My client has already said that's not what happened.

Flynn: Listen, Ron, it's not looking good.

All the evidence points to you, but it's gonna look way worse if I find out you're lying to me.

All right! I knew.

Okay? I heard her on the phone with a guy once.

She didn't even hide it that well.

But I didn't k*ll her!

All right. Take it easy.

[door shuts]

What do you think?

Yeah. You know, a bit of a temper.

Yeah, we keep catching him in lies, too.

Lucas says that his "roommates" are actually his parents.

[chuckles]

You're not sold yet?

Well, I mean, pretend there's no Ron.

Any number of those guys on Liz's phone could have been just as jealous.

We could always hold on to Ron for a while.

Okay.

Seth, playing banjo: ♪ Bear cub in the woods ♪
♪ Ooh, bear cub In the woods ♪
♪ Bear cub... ♪

Everybody!

♪ In the woods ♪

Okay!

Fun. Thank you.

Wow, this... This looks great.

Thank you so much for inviting me over.

Well, we had to meet Rachel's new friend.

Is your family here in town, Liz?

I don't have any. Foster kid.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

No, it's good.

It made me independent.

I can do whatever I want, there's no one to disapprove, no one to judge.

No one to care.

Seth: So Rachel says that you've been working at a coffee shop for a year? Do you like that?

Yeah. Yeah, it's not exactly putting my degree to use, but it'll do until I figure out what's next.

Seth: Such a lost generation.

Everybody goes to school, and no one knows why.

I know why.

To open my eyes.

Make me see the world differently.

Young people and this obsession with change.

What's wrong with a hard day's work?

What's wrong with raising a family? Hmm?

I mean, take Dana.

She's never gone to school.

She learned everything she needs to know from her family, from her faith, and from living.

[Liz chuckles alone]

Sounds like you want the ladies to stay in the cave and cook the flatbread, while the men go out and destroy ancient relics.

There is a reason why the traditional family unit has survived for thousands and thousands of years.

Yeah, it's called patriarchy.

And it's time to put a b*llet in it.

Dana: Well, this is why we don't talk politics at the dinner table.

I'm working.

Dana: I was listening to the news on the radio.

There's been a m*rder.

♪

Seth...

It was Rachel's friend, Liz.

How awful.

I almost hope she never finds out.

That would k*ll her.

You coddle her too much.

♪

Flynn: How well did you know Liz Kerr?

Well, we hooked up a few times, then she started seeing some other guy.

Was that a problem for you?

Does it look like it would be a problem for me?

No. [chuckles]

So, you weren't serious with her?

Liz wasn't a serious girl.

Liz was so serious.

That's what I loved about her.

Where'd you guys meet?

I did a talk on quantum computing.

Afterwards, she approached me and engaged me in a debate on the ethical dilemmas associated with the emerging technology.

She was intense!

Like, on an intellectual level?

And physical.

We became lovers.

So you and Liz were exclusive?

In the world of quantum physics, it's impossible for us to be exclusive, Detective.

In this dimension, Liz and I were casual.

In another, we're married with children.

And in another dimension, I'm riding around on a dinosaur.

I need to know where you were yesterday... in this dimension.

I was in my studio, working, on some photos for an upcoming show.

Here.

I'm really proud of this one, the way the light sculpts the naked figure against the decomposing meat.

Is that a skull between her legs?

Yeah.

Plastic.

I tried to find a real one, but it's harder than you'd think.

[exhales]

So Liz was your model?

Model with benefits.

Now we're just friends.

She okay?

She really did like 'em in all shapes and sizes, didn't she?

Well, she was obviously very open-minded.

What's up?

Anything?

No one seems to hold a grudge.

Well, why would they? She was pretty open and honest with all of them.

You cannot believe the calls I am getting...

From archeologists, forensic pathologists, medieval historians...

I mean, no one's seen a wound like this in hundreds of years.

You're so cute when excited.

[laughs]

There's a depressed defect on the temporal and parietal bones on the left side, and within the defect, there are two circular penetrating wounds that reveal cerebral tissue, and it would've taken a lot of force to do that.

Well, you know, our suspect had practice with the w*apon.

He'd be capable of it.

Is your suspect left-handed or right-handed?

I'd have to get back to you on that. Why?

Well, because the angle of impact is consistent with a face-to-face att*ck, and if her injury was on the left side of her head...

Our k*ller is likely right-handed.

Yeah.

It's not absolute.

Anything else?

Yes! Two fractured ribs, directly beneath the sternum, consistent with chest compressions.

Well, the boyfriend said he tried to administer first aid.

There you go.

[door opens and shuts]

Vega: Hey. Is Ron right-handed or left-handed?

Judging by the way he flings his sword around, I'd say left.

Well, Betty thinks our k*ller's right-handed, and according to her autopsy findings, he isn't lying about administering first aid.

Hmm. Doesn't mean he didn't k*ll her first, and then get hit with remorse.

No, it does not.

You feeling it yet?

I'm not.

Me neither. Let's just cut him loose, so we can keep an eye on him.

Okay.

Lawyer: Okay, Ron, it's time. Did you think about what I said?

I can't confess. I didn't do it.

lawyer: Come on, Ron.

You do not want this to go to court.

With the evidence they have, you'll be crucified.

Confessing to a lesser charge means the difference between 5 years or 15.

I'm not supposed to be hearing this.

Too late.

My firm gives me 12 Legal Aid cases a week.

So what? You think that gives you the right to force a confession out of a client?

We both know the guy's guilty! I'm trying to be efficient.

Actually, we have new information that would suggest the opposite.

So, you're releasing him?

Do you even understand what you were about to do to that young man?

Like, do you have a clue?

I understand that you listened in on a privileged conversation.

You should leave right now.

♪

So... I'm not under arrest?

No, but you cannot leave town without communicating with me.

Totally. Promise.

Let's go, Ron.

Hey, Ron.

So listen, this is gonna be your choice, but you need counsel that has your best interests at heart, so if I were you, I would call this firm.

Okay.

I can't afford...

Yeah, you won't have to.

You tell them that Oscar Vega sent you.

Everything will be taken care of.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Godspeed.

Okay.

[Ron grunts and slaps Oscar's back]

wearily: Ooh.

Hey, Flynn. Do you ever go home?

Oh! Oh. Please tell me one of those is for me.

You can have both.

You're the one that's pulled an all-nighter.

No, just one is fine, thank you.

Any luck?

Mm!

Yeah, we found a couple more suspects.

Um, I sent Lucas off to interview one of them, and the other one is that guy.

Seth Armstrong?

Mm-hmm.

Well, he only called her a couple of times.

Yeah, but once after she was dead.

Maybe he didn't know she was dead.

Mm. Or he's trying to build an alibi.

I don't know. This is good. What is this?

French roast.

[Chuckling]

I gotta go interview this guy.

We heard what happened to Liz.

It's terrible.

Mm. How'd you know Liz?

Rachel works with her. Uh, our daughter.

We just saw her a few nights ago.

I hope you catch the man who did this.

What makes you think it was a man who did this?

Oh. Uh...

From what Rachel told us, Liz was a bit... promiscuous.

Not that... that's justification for m*rder.

No.

Poor girl.

If only she'd accepted our invitation.

What invitation?

Every Saturday morning, we have family time.

Oh. What time do you do that?

What is it? 10?

Yeah, 10 sounds right.

Someone from this house called Liz on Saturday night, after she was m*rder*d.

Well, that'd be Rachel.

I'd like to speak with her, please.

She's upstairs.

She's very upset, you know, for obvious reasons.

Yeah.

Yeah.

After.

♪

[knocking]

Rachel?

Hi. I'm Detective Angie Flynn.

I'm a Homicide Detective.

You're here about Liz?

Yeah. I heard you two were close.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

You called Liz on Saturday?

Yeah.

We sometimes talked at night.

Did you always use your landline when you called her?

I don't have a cell phone right now.

I dropped mine in the toilet, so I'm saving up for a new one.

I understand that, um... Liz came over sometimes.

Yeah.

Did you ever hang out at her place?

No.

Rachel, can you think of anyone who might've wanted to hurt her?

No. No, Liz was... funny, and she was cool, She wasn't afraid of anything.

Everybody loved Liz.

Liz isn't a patient.

Well, at least, not anymore.

Why is that?

We're not supposed to date our patients.

You and Liz were involved?

We dated for six months.

When did it end?

Uh, a few months ago.

I'm at a point in my life where I know what I want, and she wasn't into it.

So she broke up with you?

No, I broke up with her. As soon as I got serious, her eye started wandering.

♪

I can't believe he's keeping her around.

What's wrong with that?

The virgin? Please.

It's so transparent.

We'll all tune in next week to see if he pops her cherry.

It's a ratings grab. I'll bet she's not even really a virgin.

You don't know that.

Maybe they just wanted to put a different kind of woman on TV.

What grown woman these days waits for marriage?

Me.

No way.

I was raised to believe that abstinence is the best choice.

Oh, my God! Waiting is absurd.

Why?

Because it plays into that virgin/whore crap.

You need to have lots of different experiences.

Get a chance to explore your desires.

All of them.

Who says I didn't have different experiences?

There is a lot that you can do and still be a virgin.

You minx! Dish.

I really shouldn't be talking about this.

Rachel... you can talk to me about anything.

Uh...

I need to go home.

♪

Flynn: Uh, Fiona, how would you describe your relationship with Liz?

I already said. I'd only known her a couple of months.

Did you ever visit her at work?

If my route allowed it.

See, your supervisor says you asked to change your route to one that went right by the coffee shop Liz worked at.

Okay. We fooled around now and then.

Why didn't you tell me this?

Because. It wasn't serious.

It sounds to me like you wanted it to be serious.

Well, I wouldn't have minded.

So, maybe you were jealous that Liz was in a relationship with Ron, not you?

Uh, no. If I was jealous of anyone, it would've been that cute brunette.

Who's she?

I never got her name.

I just saw her at Liz's a couple times.

I think they worked together.

Hmm.

Is that her?

Uh, yeah.

See? Adorable.

Mm-hmm. She sure is.

Four-pump extra-hot chai latte.

Rachel. Hi.

[Ambience]

So you said you never went to Liz's apartment.

I wasn't being completely honest.

Yeah, I know, 'cause I got a witness who puts you there.

Want to tell me why you lied?

I wasn't supposed to go over to her place.

Your parents are kind of...

Conservative, aren't they?

Oh, yeah. They're really old-school.

Must be very frustrating.

No. Not really.

Did they worry that you and Liz were getting... too close?

What do you mean "too close"?

Well, I mean, more than friends?

No.

Listen, there's no judgment from me.

There would be in my family.

Hmm.

Where were you on Saturday between 9:00 and 2:00?

At home.

Can I go now?

Yep.

I understand you intervened between a suspect and his legal counsel.

Mason complained?

Unfortunately, Mason works for Nemetz and Associates, and guess who Howard Nemetz has on speed-dial?

Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure Chief Wells wouldn't have been too happy to get that call.

Well, the problem with this one is, that conviction was win-win.

Well, sure. Except for the kid confessing to a crime he didn't commit.

You know, the last time a kid... An innocent kid...

Uh, got railroaded, his mother came into our bullpen with a b*mb strapped to her chest.

I'm not arguing with you.

So? What happens now?

I will meet you here for a formal interview.

Tomorrow night, 7:00.

I'll be asking about the evidence you had against Ron, and how you learned that Mason was counseling his client to confess.

Mm. Okay.

Well, that sounds great.

Thank you.

She's not gonna let this one slide.

I wouldn't expect her to.

♪

So he actually told you everything he was going to ask you?

Mm-hmm. He did.

Sounds like he's giving you time to get your story straight.

Mm. Maybe.

I'm so glad you eavesdropped.

Yeah, that was... I swear to you, that it was accidental, but me too.

And it's for the best.

I think so.

Thank you for not being disapproving.

Disapproving?

I'm glad my door's locked.

[cell phone buzzing]

Was that your phone or mine?

What phone? I don't hear a phone.

[laughs] Okay.

Flynn: Thanks for coming with me, because now I feel like Ron might keep his sword in his pants.

Ah, let's hope.

One...

Two... Three!

[grunts]

Ah! Ah!

It's a broadsword.

You have to use both hands.

Flynn: Okay, Ron.

Vega: Hey, Ron.

Can we ask you a few questions?

Give us a minute?

Thank you.

Liz's friend, Rachel. Do you know her?

Yeah, I met her a couple of times, at the coffee shop.

Would you say they were friends?

Yeah.

Were they sleeping together?

Wow. [scoffs]

You won't be happy until she was having sex with everybody, huh?

Ron, I know it may not seem like it, but these questions are gonna help us catch Liz's k*ller.

Were they?

I doubt it.

Rachel seems like kind of a prude.

Liz treated her like a... like a little sister.

She worried about her.

She wanted her to go to college.

Okay. Thank you.

Thanks, Ron.

Yeah.

Hey...

Thank you.

Thanks.

[Flynn chuckles softly]

You know what?

Sounds like that course catalogue belonged more to Rachel than it did Liz.

Yeah, that's what I'm thinking, too.

Want to go by the coffee shop and interview her with me?

I... I don't.

When he went to hug you, did you, like...

You sounded like Fonzie.

both: "Ehh."

[both laughing]

I did. That was awkward.

Thanks for driving me home.

And I swear, one of these days, I will convince them to let me borrow the car.

I think you should tell them. Tonight.

I can't.

I know they don't want to hear it, but the sooner you tell them, the better you'll feel.

[exhales]

I'm just not ready.

Anyway, he's waiting up for me, so I should probably get go.

God. He is so overbearing.

Doesn't he know you're an adult?

He just wants to protect me.

Rachel, this is the rest of your life we're talking about.

Yeah, I know.

And I'll do it. Soon.

I swear.

Thanks again.

Bye.

'Night.

[Door thuds]

♪

Flynn: Rachel.

Please, I've told you everything that I know.

Yeah, see, I'm starting to doubt that, and that could be a problem for you.

Liz was my friend.

I would never hurt her.

Do you recognize this?

You searched my room without my permission?

No, we didn't.

We found this in Liz's apartment.

Then I guess I left it at Liz's.

So this is yours?

Yeah.

It's just... so strange.

I mean, I thought, for sure, that I had brought it home.

♪

Stoker: You know what?

It's possible Rachel forgot the course catalogue at Liz's.

Yeah, maybe.

So, listen.

Hello...

How's this gonna work?

Tell me about this job.

Well...

You would work with the w*r Crimes Department, help them to investigate cases.

Where?

Out of Paris.

So it's a desk job?

No! Far from it.

Do you think those bad-ass bastards are still out there?

Uh, okay. Where would you be?

Primarily in London.

Would you sometimes come to Paris?

Sometimes.

I like your face.

Hey. You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

I just... I can't find some of my stuff.

You didn't happen to come in here and move anything around, did you?

No, of course not.

You're out of sorts.

You lost your friend.

But what happened to Liz happened because of lifestyle choices.

She made bad decisions and it got her k*lled.

That is never, ever, ever gonna happen to you.

I love you.

I love you, too.

♪

All three Armstrongs are claiming they were together.

I mean, it's possible that two of them are covering for the other.

Yeah, we got to... We got to break that triangle.

Yeah, we're trying to put Seth or Dana at the crime scene.

Is there something else?

It's good that you stepped in for Ron.

[chuckles] Yeah, well, somebody had to do that.

Yeah, but I gotta tell you, though, that happened because you were here on the inside.

Yeah, but I could just...

I could do as much good on the outside, maybe even more.

True story.

Oh! Detective Flynn.

Always a pleasure.

Your Honor.

Oh, don't be so formal.

I never made you call me "Professor" in the day, now, did I?

Thanks, Natalie.

What can I do for you?

You can give me a warrant.

We got a tight-knit family of three.

We believe a key piece of evidence was brought to a crime scene by either the husband or the wife, but we don't know who.

So you want me to compel prints and DNA samples from both the husband and the wife.

We need to tie one of them to the crime scene.

Well, you have some very interesting theories here, but no cause.

I can't help you. I'm sorry.

Had to try.

Well, why the warrant?

We both know that Section Four in the Criminal Code allows...

For an officer to falsify information in support of an active investigation.

Yeah, but it also makes it harder to get that evidence admitted.

Yeah, but not impossible, and when did you ever let an obstacle get in your way?

[knocking at door]

Good afternoon, neighbor.

My name is Mike Nelson.

I'm with the Christian Parent Alliance.

How can I help you?

I don't know if you've heard, but the local school board is planning on teaching sex education as early as kindergarten.

Now, I do not know about you, but I consider that to be an outrage.

No. I can see why.

Sex education has no place in kindergarten.

Would you be willing to sign this petition so that we can put an end to this madness?

Absolutely.

Thank you for your support, neighbor.

Every signature helps.

Hold on. Let me get my wife.

Dana? Honey?

♪

Liz. You shouldn't be here.

I've been thinking about it.

You need to leave this house.

What?

Come with me.

Let's just... Let's just go, right now.

I don't think I can do that.

Rachel, what he's doing is illegal.

You can report him.

I love him.

What he's doing isn't love.

Seth: Who's here?

Liz? I didn't know you two had plans.

I just stopped by to say hello.

And you've done that, so I think it's time to ship out, sailor.

[Slam]

I want your cell phone. Now.

I didn't know...

Shh! Shh!

Chop chop.

You will get this back when your judgment improves.

[Kisses her]

Bedroom.

♪

Rachel?

What are you doing?

I'm leaving.

And you can come with me.

I found a safe place for us to go, but we need to leave.

Oh, honey.

I know it's been a hard time for you.

God is truly testing you right now, but it's when times are toughest, we need our faith most, and our family.

Family sees us through thick and thin, for better or worse.

No. You're not listening to me.

I think that he has done something terrible.

Enough.

You just need to stop thinking about yourself.

It would destroy him if you left.

So...

No more talk about leaving, okay?

You just remember who loves you most.

Now... unpack that, and I'll keep this between the two of us.

♪

[opens drawer]

Hey.

Oh!

Is it already that time?

Afraid so.

[sighs heavily]

I figured I'd go to the airport early, you know, take full advantage of the first-class lounge.

Interpol flies you first-class?

Of course.

It's Interpol.

Mm.

This is how we're saying goodbye?

Hey, hey, hey.

You have a case. I totally understand.

I know, but it's...

[computer dings]

Oh. [whacks key]

Forensics just matched Seth Armstrong's prints from the pen to prints in Liz's apartment.

So Seth was definitely at the crime scene.

Yeah. Means he lied to me.

Listen, the Armstrong house is on the way to the airport.

Want a ride?

♪

You do know I don't speak French, right?

You don't need to.

Are they going to expect that?

No need, no need.

[tires screeching]

He saw us.

♪

I don't even know what side of the road they drive on over there.

Well, I do. On the right.

Are you sure about that?

I'm positive.

Hard right, hard right, hard right!

♪

[Seth cries out and groans]

Stoker: Okay, far enough.

Hey, idiot.

Gate's open.

Flynn: Get up!

Get up.

Seth Armstrong, you're under arrest.

I think you're gonna have to take a cab to the airport.

All right, dumb-dumb.

Mind your head.

Whoo! Okay.

Angelica Flynn... you certainly know how to show a fella a good time.

[chuckling]

I aim to please.

[door opens and shuts]

Okay.

Why am I here? I'm innocent.

Then why'd you run?

I only had a few questions to ask you.

Can I ask you now?

You can ask.

So...

Were you sleeping with Liz?

Don't be disgusting.

She had a lot of lovers. Did that bother you?

She bothers me.

What about her?

Exactly?

Her lifestyle choices?

Her relationship with Rachel?

Don't bring Rachel into this.

She has nothing to do with this.

Actually, I think she had everything to do with it.

Rachel doesn't need this.

She doesn't need you filling her head with your crazy ideas.

You mean ideas?

She's not like you.

Just stay out of her life.

You can't tell me what to do.

Stay away from my family.

No. Rachel is smart, and she's kind and she's just figuring out who she wants to be.

She deserves more than you.

She deserves a life.

I love Rachel.

You love the fact that you have power over her.

You're sick.

I don't have to listen to this.

If you really love her like you say you do, let her go.

I know about your arrangement.

She told me all about it.

You're going to let her go.

That's not gonna happen.

Well, let's just see what the police have to say.

[Liz dials the phone]

This is your last chance.

♪

You can make as many accusations as you want.

You don't have any proof.

I have this.

That's Rachel's.

Found it at Liz's apartment.

There's three sets of prints on it...

Yours, Rachel's, Liz's.

I was there. So what?

Why'd you lie?

Because I knew that you would assume the worst, which is exactly what you did.

What were you doing there?

[Exhales heavily]

To confront Liz about filling Rachel's head with nonsense.

Right, but... as far as we know, Liz was only encouraging Rachel to go to school.

Now, what parent doesn't want that for their child?

Dana, muffled through door: You coddle her too much.

She's not a child anymore.

And I know it's because you love her. Hmm?

You love us both.

There were blood stains on your shirt.

I managed to bleach them out.

I had a nose bleed.

Dana: Don't lie to me, Seth.

You k*lled that girl.

Why?

Why do you think?

To protect our family.

Rachel will never find out.

♪

I love you.

Rachel is delicate.

She's special.

Mm-hmm.

When we first brought you in, I ran a background check on you, so I know that Rachel is not your daughter.

Don't bother lying.

I know she's your wife.

[Flynn clears her throat]

[Seth huffs]

[Roaring]: Polygamy is God's law!

The laws of man are what are perverting our family!

Our family.

Everything I've done...

I've done for Rachel...

I've done it for love.

♪

[door shuts]

[shakily]: Everything I've done, I've done for love.

Everything I've done, I've done for love.

Everything.

[gasps, then roars]

[Seth roaring]

[knocks]

Staff Sergeant?

♪

So it's done?

Yeah. Retirement papers are filed.

Wow!

[clink]

Wow.

Ahh! Nice.

We're talking about a Homicide Department without Oscar Vega.

I will always be with you in spirit, partner.

Wow!

Mm-hmm.

Angie...

Mm-mm.

Angie...

I know. I know. You need this.

I get it, I do, but wow.

I know. I know you do.

Jack wants me to come work for Interpol.

What?

Mm-hmm. Three-year position.

[stunned chuckle]

What do you think?

I think a Homicide Department without Angie Flynn?

I know, it's hard to imagine, isn't it?

Yeah. I think the question is, can you even imagine it?

Maybe.

Well... hey.

Hey.

To new beginnings.

[clink]

New beginnings.

I love you, friend.

I love you, too.