05x04 - Friendly Persuasion

[bunniefuu]

( Moans, then
laughs softly )

( Sighs )

I thought you said

that you and your wife
were separated.

We are.

Uh...

Uh...

For how long?

For about another week.

Oh, you bad boy.

you're not,
you're not leaving, are you?

Relax, baby.

we still got
the rest of the night

that is, if you're up to it.

What do you think?

been taking
your vitamins, I see.

You mind if I borrow this?

Well, it's just that
it's my wife's

and I, uh, you know...

What, she can smell
another woman?

oh, don't worry,
I'm not wearing any perfume.

Save my place, lover.

I'll be right back.

man:
Find everything you need?

Yep. Everything.

Your case got flushed along
with that vial of morphine.

It wasn't our entire case.

Oh, the judge
thought so.

that's why
he kicked Mr. Keating.

He what?

Remember the rules of evidence,
detective.

Thankfully, the judge did.

Mrs. Burke went painlessly.

she was
a very old and sick woman.

who just happened
to be worth $ million.

That's not my client's fault.

She hired him

to take care of her.

He did do that, didn't he?

I'll ignore that.

Tell me something...

How much of that million
is he going to get?

that's not
what's at issue here.

The law has been upheld.

My client's innocent.

He's going to walk
on a technicality

and take her estate with him.

So, fortune smiled upon him.

don't you believe
in good fortune, Sergeant Lance?

oh, yeah.
However, a year ago

Mr.. Keating was
an unemployed manservant

who had a drinking problem.

Today, he's hiring you
at $ an hour.

That's not good fortune,
that's sleazy.

You seem to be consumed
with money.

The law is the law, detective.

Be thankful that it was upheld.

Your client k*lled
an elderly woman.

Now, I know it and you know it.

I know nothing of the kind.

tell me something...
How do you sleep at night?

Soundly.

A wise Englishman once said,

"where laws end,
tyranny begins."

An even wiser one said,

"first thing we do...
Is k*ll all the lawyers."

Sergeant Lorenzo.

Nice to see you again.

Nice to see you, Ms. Rush.

Ms! How ' s.

Call me Cynthia.

Well, call me
old-fashioned,

but I think
I'll call you Ms.

And you look so modern.

strictly an
old-fashioned guy.

right...
Right between the lines.

Oh, you cut yourself
short, detective.

Although there is
something to be said

for certain older traditions.

Mr. Keating.

Justice is served.

Hmm.

I'll see you in court,
Sergeant Lance.

See you.

Hmm.

Job well done.

Let's get some
coffee, come on.

It never ceases to amaze me.

What?

why she is not k*lled
by the rays of the sun.

by the way, I just want
to thank you for, you know,

backing me up
back there.

right!
You were doing fine.

Yeah, sure.

Hey, no, I mean, you know

about this case than I do.

You're the primary.

That's right.

It's a tough break

they lost the morphine vial,

but we'll find
something else.

Yep, I'm sure we will.

you know,
what is it with you two?

I think she is a sell-out

and she gives us all a bad name.

Now, is that "us" as in mankind

or is that "us" as in...
womankind?

Never mind,

I don't think you
would understand.

( Sighs )
What's going on?

Is something else
bothering you?

No, no, nothing.

Then why are you
randomly moving files

from one side
of your desk

to the other side
of your desk?

I... happen to like
a very clean work space.

Is that a problem?

No.

This wouldn't be

anything personal

between you and Cynth...

Ms. Rush, would it?

Why would you ask that?

since you broke up
with Eric, you've...

Been a little tense.

That is so typical.

anytime there is
the slightest bit of tension

in the workplace,

you assume it's because
of my love life.

Is it?

No.

Fine.

Fine.

Morning, lover.

Cut the crap.

Let's get this over with.

Aw, to think when I left you,

you had a big old smile
on your face.

Men are so fickle.

you know,
you're worse than a hooker.

at least
they're up front about it.

Yeah, but they don't make
nearly as much money,

and the health plan stinks.

You bring what I wanted?

It's all there.

Give me the earrings.

About that...

Don't even think about...

There's a change,
I'm keeping them.

We had a deal.

So I lied. Again.

Big surprise.

Here's how it goes.

You had too much to drink
and you...

You forgot to turn on
the security system.

Somebody broke in
and stole the earrings.

so you collect the insurance
and buy your wife another pair.

It's a whole lot better
than me telling her

what really happened, though,
isn't it?

you piece of...
Uh-uh-uh-
uh-uh-uh.

Oh, we both know

what a vindictive,
jealous woman she can be.

you know, you may be out
grand, but you're still ahead.

yeah, well,
I don't see it that way.

Well, better I screw you
than her divorce lawyer.

Costs a lot less and... um!

Baby, it's a lot more fun.

You overrate yourself.

shh.
You say one more thing like that

and the price goes up
another five grand.

Bitch!

Aw!

You know what they say

about guys
who drive cars like this?

woman:
It was only

the biggest event of the season.

what were you
thinking of, Megan?

Or is that
a contradiction in terms?

I found the "riot red,"
Mrs. Rowan.

Ah, good.

I mean, everyone was wearing
their hair short.

Mrs. Rowan, you specifically
asked me to cut it this way.

you should have
talked me out of it.

You know how everyone

wears their hair
in this town.

I mean, half of them come here
to do it, for heaven's sake.

You look absolutely beautiful

with your hair short,
Mrs. Rowan.

I mean, you've got
great bones.

Not many women can
carry off such a...

Sophisticated look.

Thank you.

Oh, Megan, don't use
hair spray, please.

I'm going to Vail
this afternoon.

You know how the plane

dries out my hair.

Okay.

So are you going to Vail alone?

No, only for the first week.

Jeffrey promised he'd make it
for the full two,

but then
a work thing came up.

I'm not sending
the jet back for him.

Serves him if he has
to fly commercial.

You know how he hates that.

this color looks
absolutely fabulous on you.

It really does, doesn't it?

Ouch!

Oh, Megan,
please pay attention.

Sorry, there
was a tangle.

( Whispering ):
I keep forgetting

we're not in Paris or New York.

You can't get

top talent down here.

Lucky for me,

your friend
didn't show tonight.

Oh?

Young, beautiful,
unescorted women

usually don't hang out
at the green Ivy.

Yeah, but once
they find out

that good-looking guys
like you hang out there,

it'll be the place to be.

Hmm.

Umm...
The bathroom?

Through there.

Hurry back.

Oh, keep it revved
and running.

( Chuckles )

Whoa!

( Laughing )

Find everything okay?

oh, yeah.
This place is five-star.

You bastard!

Sarah, honey!

What are
you doing here?

I knew you were
fooling around on me.

Sarah, please,

I can explain
everything.

Where is the slut?

You get out of here,
you whore, you...

Darla.

Mrs. Rowan, I know

what this must look like,
but you...

My manicurist?!

Couldn't you

do better than that?

Oh, you get...

No! No!

No, I'm not...

No!
Get out!

Get out!
Get out!

Go, you...

( Screaming )

( Groaning )

you won't
manicure a poodle

when I've got you...

( Screaming )

Jeffrey:
Stop, stop, this is insane...

Mrs. Rowan:
I hate you, you bastard.

Stop, please,
Sarah, please...

That's my mother's pin.

How did you...

Oh, don't be so
stupid, Jeffrey.

She isn't here
for the sex.

Sarah,
let's forget this...

She's stealing.

I'm calling the police.

No, Sarah, please...

What did you do?

Just this.

Where are my...

( Indistinct police radio
chatter )

Neighborhood canvass
found nothing.

No one seemed to even hear
a single sh*t.

Talked to the housekeeper,
she said supposedly

Mrs. Rowan went
to Vail yesterday.

However, her suitcases
are in the foyer.

She hear anything?

No.

Mr. Rowan was on his way out

and he gave her the night off.

But look...
I found these.

Diamonds.
Mm-hmm.

Enough for some
people to die for.

Forensics said
this entire place

was wiped clean.

So, the k*ller wipes
the place down

but forgets the jewels.

Smart k*ller
turned stupid.

Unless robbery
wasn't tied in.

Yeah.

I found the bedding
in the washing machine.

After the spin cycle,

there'll be nothing left.

But ME Said both bodies
had been washed clean.

She was one smart k*ller,
wasn't she?

Yeah, if it's a she.

Mr.. Rowan was definitely
having sex with somebody.

It wasn't his wife.

Body still clothed.

Scratches and bruises
on both victims.

Maybe they fought
with the k*ller.

or maybe they
fought each other.

That must have been
a pretty sight.

So...
There's a struggle...

Sam...

Maybe it was a she.

You ever hear of this place?

Athena spa.

Only the most expensive
fluff and buff shop in town.

Only your hairdresser

knows for sure.
Knows for sure.

Maybe we'll stick around

and see what they know
about Mrs. Rowan, huh?

Maybe it went
down like this:

Maybe Mr. Rowan was
having sex with the k*ller,

Mrs. Rowan comes in,
catches him in the act...

k*ller does
both of them.

Yeah. Talk about
your unsafe sex.

Scary.

Okay, thanks.

George says
they're going to reopen

the keating investigation.

Yes!

Keating is dirtier

than a dog in a puddle.

That changed your mood.
Yeah.

Wouldn't have anything
to do with counsel
in the case, would it?

Oh, we're back
to that again?

Look, just because I've
been a little distracted...

Well, downright cranky,
if you ask me.

No, I have not been.

I'm telling you,
dating is the answer.

Thank you.
It worked for me.

You know,
for your information,

my love life is exactly
like I want it--

devoid of men
at present.

See, a relationship
with one person,

I mean, that's
no relationship at all.

That's... like one person
playing tennis.

Thank you.
Boundaries, Christopher.

Look, if I want advice,
I'll write Miss Lonely Hearts.

Right now there's no
complications, no problems,
I'm happy, okay?

okay.
Okay.

Sarah Rowan had
a standing appointment

once a week
during the season.

pretty busy
social life, huh?

She was involved
with all the charities.

Or, should I say,
she never missed a party.

Heaven forbid
if anyone thought

she'd been dropped
from the "a" list.

When was the last time
Mrs. Rowan was in?

Yesterday,
I think.

Megan was her stylist.

She'll be able to
tell you definitely.

Oh, Darla,
have you seen Megan?

Um, she's having lunch
out by the pool.

Is anything wrong?

Mrs. Rowan
was m*rder*d last night.

( Gasps )

How?!... god.

( General conversation )

Megan Carlson?

Yeah.

I'm Sergeant Lance,
this is Sergeant Lorenzo,

palm beach police.

Woman:
Stretch!
Down!

Yeah.

Sarah Rowan
and her husband

were m*rder*d
last night.

Oh, that's awful.

you don't seem
too broken up about it.

I guess not.

Didn't you like her?

Not really.

Why not? Was she a bad tipper?

if I could cash in
on the insults, she was.

we understand she was
a regular client of yours.

Was she in yesterday?

Yes, for our weekly
t*rture session.

We found
a sample bottle
of hair spray

from this salon
at the m*rder scene.

you have any idea
how that got there?

Even I don't use that crap.

But she did.

She was pretty cheap.

( Clearing throat )

Excuse me.

Megan, your next appointment
is here.

I got to go.

Hold on a second.

Uh, did she act
any differently that day?

Anything you can tell us
might help us out.

Beyond dissing her friends

about their latest liposuctions
and facelifts,

she really didn't
share very much.

Can I go now?

Actually,
there's one
more thing:

Where were you

between :
and midnight last night?

I was at home.

Anyone see you there?

Yeah, my roommate.

Who's that?

Oh, me.

Hi, I'm
Darla weathers.

If you'll excuse me, I'm late.

Fine.

Darla,
hold on a second.

I'd like to ask you
a couple questions.

She with you all night long?

What you asked her

was if anyone saw her
at home last night.

Thank you for clarifying that.

Actually, he wanted to know
where were you

between :
and midnight last night?

I went dancing
at the monkey club.

I got home around : ;
She was in bed, sound asleep.

You have to
understand something.

Mrs. Rowan, she was really
horrible to Megan.

I mean, she was that way
to everyone

but particularly Megan.

How so?

I don't know if she'd want me

to tell you this;
She's a very private person.

You're her friend, right?

anything you tell us
might be able to help her.

Why?

Is she a suspect?

We didn't say that.

but you can help us
eliminate her as one.

She was always calling
her stupid or lazy

or some other vicious thing.

Megan got stuck with her

because nobody else at this
salon would take her anymore.

You can't blame Megan
for hating her.

sounds like Sarah Rowan
made enemies wherever she went.

You know, Meg got so nervous
when she came in,

she nearly had
a nervous breakdown.

Listen...

I've got a pedicure, okay?

All right.

Megan Carlson seems like

a very troubled girl,
doesn't she?

Yep, and that's coming from
her best friend... roommate.

Yeah, you notice how hard

her roommate/best friend
tried to help her out?

Yeah.

Hmm.

Ow!

Softer.

Your whole back's

like one big,
giant knot.

Mmm... that's nice.

Well, these cops have me
all tense and freaked out.

Did they ask you
where you were
last night?

I told them
we were here together.

I told them

that I got in late
and you were sleeping.

Then they know I lied!

Easy, it's okay.

But they might run
a background check on me

and they'll...

You know, relax.

Why don't you
lie down...

I'll give you
the full treatment.

You'll feel
better, hmm?

What if they find out
about what happened?

You're only a
hairdresser,
don't worry.

I can't lose this job.

You're not going to.

I backed you up.

Besides, somebody must have
seen you last night, right?

No. I was b*at.

I came home and crashed early.

I don't think I can
go through all that.

Pick up roots
and start all over again.

Hey...

I promised you when we
moved in together

that nobody
would ever know.

You've been
a really good friend.

And what else?

And a lot of things.

Mm-hmm.

You know...

I think you're great...

( Giggles )

Me, too.

Lipschitz:
Strawberries and whipped cream?

Chris:
Yeah, it was her idea,
you know?

Whoa!

Lorenzo, I love it
when you're dating.

It means that
I have a life again.

Well, I'm glad I could
be of service, cap.

Hmm. You know...

Frannie and I tried
all that fruit stuff once.

Yeah?

Oh, yeah.

I couldn't get her

out of the bedroom.

The only problem is,

all the seeds and the juice,

it got so sticky...

Stop. No, I...

I don't think I want to know.

Know what?

( Taps mug )

About the captain and...

Frannie's taste in... fruit.

Don't think
I want to go there.

I did get some
interesting news, though.

Forensics
hasn't gotten back

on the Rowan
homicide yet,

but I did get a hit
on Megan Carlson.

She has a prior conviction.

For what?

m*rder.

Hello!

Yeah.
who'd she k*ll?

Her father.

When she was ,

she stabbed him times
with a carving Kn*fe.

She do time?

Yeah, she went
to juvenile and then...

when she was ,
they released her.

She's been clean ever since.

still, she's got
a history of v*olence...

Plus she hated Sarah Rowan,
she lied about her alibi.

I say it's enough probable cause
for a search warrant.

What do you think?

Do it.

Excellent. Ready?

Do you know
how disruptive

this is
to my business?

How can you
do this to me?

Chris:
Ma'am, why don't you
wait outside.

I'll be out of
business in a week.

Give me a sedative.

It's not mine.

I don't know
how it got there.

You ever seen
this before?

From this point on,

you could be
an accessory
to m*rder.

It's okay, tell her.

I have
nothing to hide.

Um, Mrs. Rowan
wore it all the time.

She said it was
some kind of heirloom.

Megan Carlson...
You're under arrest

for the m*rder
of Jeffrey and Sarah Rowan.

Darla, tell them.

I had nothing
to do with it.

We'll get you
an attorney.

He's going to straighten
it out in no time.

This one dropped
in record time.

I would tell you to put
yourself in for a raise,

but you'd
never get it.

Yeah, booking should be
done pretty soon, cap.

We should get
her shortly.

Uh-oh, uh-oh.
Red alert.
Red alert.

Bloodsucker, : .

Good to see you again,
Captain Lipschitz.

Good to be seen.

Rita:
So, you, uh...

Out shopping for
a new felons?

You ought to do something

about all those misplaced
aggression, sergeant.

maybe you ought take a few
minutes in the f*ring range.

I wouldn't want to miss all
the adroit legal maneuvers,

like the one where
the bad guys get off

and somehow justice is served.

all right, that's it,
you both win, it's a draw.

I'll abide by that
ruling, your honor.

Your honor?

Let's move on to new business.

I'm here on behalf of
my client Megan Carlson.

What?

She can't afford
your services.

She's a pro bono case.

Ah. Since when did you start
doing charity work?

I know you'd like
to think otherwise,

but I do have a heart.

Sure you do.

( Quietly ):
Only it's transplanted.

I'll pretend I didn't hear that,
Sergeant Lance.

we have a very
damaging piece of evidence

against your client, counselor.

This was an obvious example
of a rush to judgment.

Just because a girl
has a troubled past

does not mean
she's guilty of m*rder.

A troubled past?

She stabbed her father times,
counselor.,

that sounds a little more
than "troubled" in my book.

not if your father
sexually abused you

since the age of four.

Ah...

We did happen to
find a little pin

that belonged
to Mrs. Rowan
in Megan's locker.

Which is the very definition
of circumstantial evidence.

Although we do have three
other little components:

Motive, opportunity and means.

the jury ultimately
determines that, sergeant.

I'm sure you
obtained a warrant

before you searched
my client's locker?

Wouldn't do it any other way.

I'll need
a copy of that warrant.

they're oftentimes
drawn up erroneously

by judges
as well as police.

Although I'm sure the police

haven't made any mistakes
in this case.

No, of course not.

How do you know
Megan Carlson?

She doesn't travel in
your circle of friends.

She does my hair.

she's the only one
who can get it right.

Sure.

Not just anybody
can comb the snakes out.

It's getting
a little stuffy in here.

I think I'll go.

Yeah...

something tells me
she doesn't like me.

Well, she likes you a lot.

She just masks it very well.

Detective Lorenzo,
is there someplace we can talk?

Privately?

Sure.

Step in there.

So, what's up?

I think you know what's up.

I've noticed the way
you've been looking at me.

Yeah?

How is that?

( Laughs )

same way
I've been looking at you.

You know...

We are both single...

Adults.

Who have a professional
relationship.

Who can still have

a professional
relationship...

Regardless
of what happens.

We wouldn't be
breaking the law.

I have this little rule

about mixing business
and pleasure.

Oh, let's just
break that rule.

You might just like it.

( Laughing )

You're not afraid,
are you, detective?

Mmm.

( Whispers ):
Are you afraid?

You did pretty well
in there.

Pretty well?

Very well.

Yeah?

When do I get
the main course?

I don't know.
I'll let you know.

Don't be timid, Chris.

I only bite
the right places.

( Softly ):
yeah!

All right, fine.

Excuse me, those are
my bank statements.

Here's her appointment book.

I brought it home
from the salon.

Is that all of Megan's clients?

Yeah.

Was this all really necessary?

Yeah, we're sorry about
the mess, miss weathers.

We'll have it cleaned
up in no time.

you know, you're not
going to find anything.

I told you, she didn't do it.

So why did she lie to us
about being with you

the night
of the m*rder?

Maybe she was scared.

What of?

Of what's already happened.

I mean, before, with her father.

You know much about her past?

best friends
don't keep any secrets.

I mean,
after what he did to her,

he got what he deserved.

This is so wrong.

meg can't stay
in palm beach after this

even if she is innocent.

If?

You don't sound so sure.

You know what I meant.

You know, Meg may have a temper,
but it's all show.

How bad is her temper, Darla?

You're putting words
in my mouth.

the two of you
ever have a fight?

it is not a big deal,
just regular roommate squabbles.

it only got scary
when she'd bottle it up.

Then it made
me wonder

what she might do
if she ever really lost it.

But I knew she never would.

I mean...

did you ever see her
get extremely violent?

No!

Look, this is coming out
all wrong.

I've got to get back to work.

All right, fine, you can go.
we'll lock up.

What she says fits.

I guess.

What's wrong?

That's two times she tried
to help her friend.

Both times she buried her
a little deeper.

Yeah, and?

So she doesn't seem
stupid to me.

You know what
really seems weird?

The fact that all of Megan's
clients say the same thing:

That she was
a great hair stylist;

they couldn't believe

she'd do something
like this.

Not one of them knows
the troubled girl
Darla told us about.

Well, they're clients.
I guess it's a lot different
living with someone.

Man:
May I help you?

Are you Mr. Simon?

Uh, yes.

Sergeant Lorenzo.
My partner,
Sergeant Lance.

We're investigating
the Rowan homicides.

Is your wife
around?

No, she can't be reached.

she's on a...
She's on a trek in Nepal.

You have any idea
how long she'll be gone? Ed.

At least another week.

a terrible thing
that happened with the rowans.

We knew them socially.

Did your wife ever mention
a Megan Carlson?

Megan? Uh...

Carlson-- she did
your wife's hair
at Athena spa.

what's my wife
got to do with this?

Just checking out
any possible leads.

With my wife?

There may be
a connection to the spa.

I wouldn't know anything
about that.

When she gets back
into town...

Have her
give me a call.

Certainly.

( Engine starts )

Well... he acted
a little strange.

Yeah, he was fine

until you mentioned
the spa.

Mm-hmm.

Listen, can we talk
about this later?

when they told me about
the spa, I knew it was you.

yeah, well,
that'll be hard to prove.

Look, all I have to do

is describe
your shortcomings to your wife,

and her divorce attorneys

will take it from there.

yeah, well,
it'll be worth my marriage

to see you strapped
to the electric chair.

( Nervous laugh )

No, no, Ross, chill out.

Just tell me what you want.

My wife's earrings
and my grand.

Just say when and where.

Tomorrow.

The volleyball courts
at mills park.

I'll be there.

Oh, bring another , .

Think of it as a fine.

Chris:
Hey, cap.

Guys, I got bad news
and worse news.

Well,
bad news first.

forensics came back
on that hair spray bottle

you found at the rowans.
Latents too smudged for an I.D.

( Groans )

Worse?

Cynthia rush got
Megan Carlson bail.

what?
Oh, man.

Ooh.

( g*nsh*t )

( Knocking at door )

( Knocking continues )

Yeah?
wait till you
hear this.

Weren't we supposed
to meet in an hour?

We were supposed to,
but I couldn't wait.

Uh... what do you have
behind your back?

Nothing, it's just
some pajamas.

Give me your hand.

Ooh.

That's very nice.

Thank you.

Since when have you been
into stuff like this?

Since I have a date

and it's none
of your business.

With who?

With a musician

and it's still
none of your business.

Lucky guy.

You know...

I never pictured you
in something like that.

Why, because I've turned
into one of the guys?

No. Because you're my partner,

and it would be too distracting

if I thought of you
in something like that.

well, I mean,
maybe I've thought of you

in something like that
once or twice.

Three times.

Why did you come here?

Well, uh...

Simon filed a burglary report
on a pair of Ruby earrings

two days
before the Rowan murders.

diamonds and rubies--
my favorite combination.

so, I ran a check
on the rest of Megan's clients.

Five of them reported burglaries
in the last eight months.

And get this:

All the burglaries--

they happened while the wives
were out of town.

But not the husbands.

No, the husbands were all there.

so, the burglar knows
when the wives are out of town,

she goes in,

picks up the husband,
seduces them,

and then
she steals the wife's jewelry.

if Sarah Rowan hadn't
caught her hubby in the act,

they'd both be alive today.

Simon knows who the k*ller is.

That's why I'm here;
there's more.

the first burglary
happened eight months ago.

So?

So Darla has been working
at the spa for ten months.

Megan's only
been working there six.

Huh.

( Cell phone rings )

Yeah.

Lorenzo.

Yeah, cap.

Mm-hmm.

Damn.

Yeah,
I heard.

Thanks.

Simon was popped last night.

Nine mil.
Did the job.

Megan.

Hi.

I was fired, thanks to you.

Yeah, sorry about that.

We had to follow the evidence.

Yeah?

well, my lawyer says
I don't have to talk to you.

Michelle Simon's husband
was m*rder*d last night.

I suppose you're going
to try to nail me on that, too.

Well, for what
it's worth,

Darla and I
were home celebrating.

we drank champagne
until we passed out.

so you were
with Darla all night?

Yeah, I just said.

If you passed out,

how do you know she didn't sneak
out of the house?

I just do!

Look, I already told you
my lawyer says

I don't have
to talk to you.

I don't know why
you're lying for her.

She's not your friend.

You are so
on the wrong track.

Look, she didn't back up
your alibi.

That's okay.

She would have
gotten in trouble.

She claims you're innocent,

but every time we talk to her,
she makes things worse for you.

Darla's the only
friend I have.

Why are you doing
this to me?

Did you know she sleeps
with your clients' husbands?

You're way off.

Darla likes them
tattooed and .

But, Megan, if you would just
back off the hostility

for one minute,
you might see

that I'm trying
to help you here.

Yeah, right.

Whatever.

look, she-she looks
for married, wealthy men.

she waits till their
wives go out of town,

she sleeps with them,

and then she steals
the wife's jewelry.

You're nuts.

I'd have known if she was
into anything like that.

I was in prison, remember?

Mm-hmm. That's what makes you
the perfect roommate.

You're her
insurance.

Look, Megan, we think she has
already k*lled three people.

That puts you in danger.

You should think
about that.

You're lying.

Darla's the only
family I have.

She would never
do anything to hurt me.

Never.

( Sighs )

Hey.

Hey.

Made us a little
hair of the dog.

You got all your things?

You going somewhere?

I'm going to the gym.

Cheers.

( Water running )

You got the tub on?

Hot bath, sangria--

best cure for a hangover.

Right?

that woman detective
came by the spa today.

did she apologize
for getting you fired?

Kind of.

she asked me
a bunch of questions about you.

Really, what did she say?

some fairy tale about you
dating my clients' husbands.

What?

Me, date those tan jobs?

Uh, not in this lifetime, uh-uh.

( Laughing )

Yeah, that-that's
what I told her.

Those cops are so lame.

They're getting desperate.

Drink up.

You get the first bath.

I'm going to go check the tub.

Water's
perfect.

It'll fix you
right up.

( Muffled ):
Darla, this sangria's
really strong.

can't hear you,
I'll be there in a sec.

Rita, Darla lied big time.

the bouncer at the club
said she didn't show up there

until after : a.m.

Darla's got off the phone
with her bank.

she's cleaned out
her safe deposit box.

( Groaning ):
Oh... she skipped.

Darla also called her boss,

asking her
to give Megan her job back.

She said she was
acting irrational

and threatening
to end it all.

She's setting her up
as a su1c1de.

Honey, what's wrong?

Huh, what's wrong?

I don't feel so good.

Aw, you'll be fine
once you get in the bath.

Come on, let me help you.

I feel sick.

Nothing a hot bath
won't fix, huh?

What did you put
in my drink?

Nothing. Come on,
just get in the tub.

Come on.

No.

Yeah. Come on.

No. You want to hurt me.

No, come on,
the water's getting cold.

( Siren blaring )

Come on.

( Sobbing ):
Darla, stop please.

Let's go-- up, up, up,
that's it.

( Sobbing )

Stop moving.

( Siren blaring )

( Breathing
heavily )

That's right,
sweetie.

That's right.

You just sleep,
it's okay.

( Breathing
heavily )

It'll all
be over soon.

All be...
Over soon.

( Knock on door )

Chris:
Palm beach police, open up.

( Insistent knocking )

Megan!

Rita!

Call !

Darla, drop it!

( g*n f*ring )

( Two g*nshots )

But that's
not the pic...
Okay.

Rita, good news:
I.A. Called it a good sh**t.

Rita:
Oh, thanks, cap.

Chris:
Great.

See you.

Cynthia, hi.

Hi.

How's Megan?

She's out of the hospital,
she'll be fine.

Good.

You know, you were right.

It was.... it was way too easy
to jump on her.

Cynthia:
You were only
doing your job.

but then that's
why god made defense lawyers.

Chris, can I talk to you
privately?

Uh, I don't think so.

Got a lot of paperwork
I got to do.

( Wry chuckle )

I don't like the sound of that.

Well, the job comes first,
you know?

Cynthia:
I...

Hate responsible adults.

well, I'm off
to free the wrongly accused.

any referrals
are greatly appreciated.

You didn't, did you?

what, me? No, never,
not in a million years.

( Phone ringing )

Yeah, sergeant lance's desk.

Can you cover for me?
I got a date tonight.

Another one?

Why don't you tell her yourself?
She's right here.

Yeah, well, see, she's a model,

and she's on the cover
of sand and surf.

Did you see it?

No, no, but really,
go, that's fine.

You're sure?

Mm. Really, go.

Go, go.

Thanks.

See you.

( Big sigh )

( Angrily ):
Okay, yeah, fine.

Who was that?

That was your date.

He had to cancel.

Something about
a last-minute..."Gig"?

Uh, well.

Perfect ending
to a perfect day.

Come on, don't let this
bozo ruin your night.

You go out,
you have some fun.

Yeah, I think
I'll do that.

That's the spirit, good.

So what are
you going to do?

Well, I think I'll go
return some underwear.