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04x18 - Righting Wrongs
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Author:  bunniefuu [ 04/15/14 15:34 ]
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I can't tell you how much I look forward to this.

You look forward to working out?

Girl time. You know, talking about shoes and shopping and anything other than sports.

I live in a man cave, you know.


I could use a little more of that.

The man, not the cave.


You know what you should try? Speed dating.

I should not try speed dating. Yeah...

Yeah, you should totally try speed dating.

It takes, like, an hour and you come away with, like, 20 dates.


I tell you what, you see that food cart down there?


I will race you to that food cart, and, if I win, you go speed dating.

What if I win?

Um, I'll do family dinners for a month.

You ready? On three.

All right. Prepare to lose.


(chuckles) What?


DANNY: Best defensive end.

BAEZ: Reggie White.

No way. Michael Strahan.

The Minister of Defense. That's all I'm gonna say.

DANNY: Oh, come on. All right, best tight end.

BAEZ: Benny Allegretti. Hands down.


I had a crush on him in sixth grade.

Oh, boy.

What do we got? Female, looks like mid-40s. No I.D.

Just this business card in her jacket.

Dr. Alex Garland, St. Benjamin's Medical Center.

No purse, no belongings? Nothing.

Who called it in?

Anonymous 911 call.

Witnesses? No.

Who's the best defensive end in NFL history, by the way?

Jared Allen.

Jared? Come on. Beat it with that.

What do you think?


Yeah, maybe.

But why would she be walking along Newtown Creek?

And in Christian Louboutins? Say what?

Those shoes cost a thousand bucks, Reagan.

Don't even try testing my knowledge of high-end shoes.


Hey, Sarge. We got one under for robbery and assault in the first degree.

Daniel Carson. It's a lie.

Oh, yeah. Just for the record,

he's innocent.

I'm sure.

Man, I was gonna bring it all back. This is all a big mistake--

the witness I.D., the video surveillance.

The evidence we found in his possession.

All right, Janko, start the paperwork.

Reagan, you need to report to the chief of Ds' office forthwith.

Just me?

That's what the boss said.

You got it? Uh-huh.

(indistinct chatter)

MAN: We'll begin with the first gong.

You will have five minutes with each candidate.

(gong clangs loudly)

A musician?

(English accent): Yeah, drummer, actually.

We're playing up in Rhinebeck this weekend at the beer festival. You should come and hang.

It's gonna be epic.

(gong clangs)

My bonus was worth more than my parents' house, you know what I'm saying?

(gong clangs)

Just one question.

Um, do you like kids?

What about dogs? Uh, I have a Chowhuahua.

Big head, little body, falls a lot.

That's a really nice dress.

My mother helped me pick this shirt out.

You're really pretty.

(gong clangs)

Nice to meet you... Erin.

First time speed dating?

And last. It's, um...


Yeah. Yeah, I know.

(phone vibrates)

Sorry, um...

Hello. Just prepare an order to produce and I'll sign it when I get back.

Okay. Sorry.

(phone vibrates)


You know, we only have five minutes.

It's my office.

Well, I'm sure they can live without you for five...

Hello. Reschedule it around the Saunder proffer.

Okay. Sorry.

No, you're not.

Excuse me?

If you were really sorry, you wouldn't be taking calls from work that can wait.

And how do you know they can wait?

When you have exactly five timed minutes to talk to someone--

someone who, by the way, isn't enjoying this revolving door of "dates" any more than you seem to be...

For your information, I'm not your date.

Well, that's good, because if you were and you were rude enough to take calls in the middle of a date, I'd have been gone before the appetizers.

Well, that would have been perfectly fine with me because I certainly would not want to waste my time with a man who clearly has a problem sharing attention.


(indistinct chatter)

Hello. Dr. Garland?

Yeah. Detectives Reagan and Baez.

We have a few questions for you.

Okay. Well, I'm working, so this needs to be quick.

Uh, we're investigating a homicide.

The deceased had no I.D. on her other than your business card.

Well, I see hundreds of patients a day.

I give out hundreds of cards.


Can you just take a look at this picture and see if you recognize her?

Dr. Garland, you know this woman?

It's my wife.


Officer Reagan.

Please sit.

Yeah, we're ready.




(door opens)

You're not in trouble, if that's what you're thinking.

I don't know what to think.

A ten-year-old homicide case.

Michelle Lowe.

23 years old.

Her mother thinks we got the wrong guy.

I want you to find out if she's right.

Why are you giving it to me?

It's delicate.

Needs to be under the radar.

I need someone I can trust and someone who is capable.

And I'm not asking; it's an order.

♪ Blue Bloods 4x18 ♪

Righting Wrongs

Original Air Date on April 4, 2014

Erin, hey.

This is now officially your case.

People v. Serena Morales?

I have a scheduling issue.

Morales and her boyfriend, Robert Sandoval, robbed a bodega at gunpoint, Terrific. and Morales' defense attorney is in your office waiting, and he's won the last 19 out of

20 cases he's taken to trial.

So good luck.


If you're here to discuss the Morales case, you're gonna have to come back.

It was just handed to me, and I haven't had time to familiarize myself with it, so...

Robert McCoy.

Pleased to meet you again, Ms. Reagan.


I know your time is valuable.

Oh, please.

But if you just let me give you a rundown on the particulars.

As you see them? I'd rather make up my own mind, and I was just handed the case, so...

I'd like a bail reduction.

Your client, Ms. Morales, has a record.

She's not the one who had the gun.

Not according to the eyewitness who was in the store at the time, who gave a statement that it was your client with the gun.

The witness was high on coke.

I'll destroy her on cross.

Okay, well, I guess I'll see you in court.

For this draft of your speech to the U.N., do you want to get into the intelligence division?

I do not.

(door opens)

Brooklyn D.A. James Campbell is here.

Okay. I want you to sit down with me, I may need backup.

What's it about?

Let's have him.

Mr. Campbell.

My DCPI, Garrett Moore.

Mr. Campbell. Mr. Moore.

Please sit down. Commissioner.

Are you reinvestigating the Michelle Lowe case?

Why would I do that?


The Brooklyn D.A.'s office and One PP have always had a mutually beneficial and respectful relationship, Commissioner.

Yes, we have.

We've provided you with the trial transcript of the Michelle Lowe case, as requested, but you haven't provided a reason for that request.

Nor do I have to.

Proper protocol would have been for you to discuss your concerns about the conviction with my office before you began an investigation.

There is no protocol to suggest that I check with your office for permission if I decide to investigate a case.

This isn't just any case.

This is an extremely high-profile case, and one that could result in handing a serial killer the grounds for a retrial.

And whose fault is that?

I prosecuted the Sam Mundy killings.

They were solid convictions.

One was sloppy.

If the commissioner decides he needs to inform your office of any new development, he will contact you.

If you taint that conviction, then you can be the one to tell the victims' families.

That went well, don't you think?

My wife is in Aruba with a girlfriend.

She just left two days ago.

In-in fact, she called me yesterday to tell me that she was there, safe.

I think we're gonna need that girlfriend's name, Doc.

Emily Mathews.

It was supposed to be a girls' week.

We'll need her contact information, too.

DANNY: Do you have any idea why your wife would lie to you about going to Aruba?

It doesn't make sense.

BAEZ: Mr. Garland, is it possible your wife was meeting with someone else?

Someone other than her girlfriend?

I don't understand.

Did you ever have any reason to suspect she might be having an affair?


We're just trying to understand why your wife would tell you she was in Aruba when she was here.

I need some time.

BAEZ: Reagan.

I went through all of Nicole Garland's credit card statements.

She never booked a trip to Aruba.

Why the hell would she lie to her husband about going to Aruba?

Maybe she was really having an affair?

What did her friend Emily say?

Emily's husband answered, and said his wife is in Aruba.

According to him, she's due back tomorrow.

Why don't you look and see if there's a boyfriend hidden somewhere in those credit card statements and phone records, and I'll talk to the one person who can shed some light on this case.

The family?

No, the M.E.


So, what happened?


What did the chief of Ds want?

You getting promoted?

No, I'm not getting promoted.


Are you gonna make me guess why you were taken off patrol?

Do I have to guess why I'm stuck processing this collar by myself?

I can't talk about it.

Okay, you can't talk about it.

Right, 'cause I'm just your partner.

No reason to think you could trust me or anything.

I was asked to not talk about it.


Good luck with it.

Eddie, come on. Wait.

No broken bones, no contusions, at least not the kind that come from an assault.

What do you mean? It means all of her swelling and contusions were the result of surgery.

When did she have surgery? Recently.

Within hours of her death, which might explain the high levels of fentanyl in her system.

What do you mean, fentanyl?

It's a narcotics pain reliever. It's what killed her.

I know what it is.

What, you're saying she OD'd on it?

More like she had a reaction to it, went into anaphylactic shock.

Basically, she stopped breathing.

Oh. What was wrong with her?

What do you mean? I don't know.

You said she had surgery.

Was she sick? What? What was she suffering from?

Perhaps low self-esteem.

She had a boob job and a tummy tuck.

Your coffeemaker on the fritz?

You remember the first homicide you ever caught?


Mary Ann Reynolds from Athens, Ohio.

She was 18.

She was a prostitute working Times Square in the days when it was full of s*x shops.

You closed the case?

Her killer's doing life in Sing Sing.

Did you give me this case because I told you I was frustrated about not being promoted to detective?



I gave it to you because I think you can handle it, and I need discretion.

Do you know where you're going to start?

With the witness who recanted.

Well, that's gonna be difficult.

He died of a heart attack two weeks ago.

Well, other than that, what proof is there that the wrong guy's behind bars?

None... so far.

Okay, so why me?

When the witness died, I realized that in spite of what I had said to the mother, that I had been sitting on it.


If I was smart, I wouldn't be doing this.

It's a problem I had when I was a detective.

I got too involved in my cases.

I think your brother Danny inherited that.

Joe was certainly that way.

And I see it in you, too.

I need you to help me keep a promise to a grieving mother.

DANNY: Thank you for coming in, Mrs. Mathews.

Yeah, we can talk right over here.

Nicole told her husband she was going to Aruba, but she was really getting a mommy makeover.

Mommy makeover? That's what she called it.

Tummy tuck to get rid of the stretch marks, bigger boobs.

You notice there are no daddy makeovers to get rid of beer bellies and fix receding hairlines.

Okay, why did she tell her husband she was going to Aruba?

She wanted to surprise him with the results at the end of the week.

She preferred not to recuperate at home.

So, she was staying in the city. Did she say where?

The Park Hotel.

Why was she getting it done?

She thought her husband was getting bored.

She thought going under the knife would make her more desirable to him.

I wish I'd been able to convince her she didn't need it.

Do you got a doctor's name?

I don't know his name, but I remember her telling me she'd be able to walk to his office from her hotel.


The Lowe murder was shocking.

Ten years later, I still can't believe it happened.

Did you see Michelle that day?

I saw her earlier in the day, as she was leaving.

I reminded her to lock all her windows before she left.

We'd had a rash of robberies on this block.

Guy ever get caught?

I heard he was arrested, but, uh, I don't know.

I just know the robberies stopped.

You have a pretty good memory of a day that happened ten years ago.


It really affected me.

I-I still think about it, the senselessness.

Was anyone else in the building affected? Was she friendly with anyone?

The Charltons across the hall, Mrs. Fitzner next door.

Uh, I think those are the only people left over from that time. Hmm.

And do you remember her having any problems with anyone?

All I remember thinking when she was murdered is, uh, who on earth would want to hurt that girl?

According to the phone records, the last call she made was to this office at 10:00 a.m. the day she died.

Excuse me. We need to speak to Dr. Levine.

Do you have an appointment?

No. It's about Nicole Garland.

Is she okay?

She's dead.

We need to speak to the doctor now.

I have no idea why she wanted to pay cash, keep it a secret from her husband.

That's none of my business.

In this type of practice, a lot of women--

they like to keep the work they're getting done a secret.

Kind of hard to keep big boobs a secret.

Mrs. Garland was very specific about the work she wanted done, how she wanted to handle her recovery.

She know she could die from it?

Are you suggesting that she died from the plastic surgery she received?

Yeah, I'm suggesting it's possible, yeah.

Her surgery was routine.

I've done thousands of them.

So, what happened this time?

I have no idea what happened when she left the office.

In any case, I'm not answering any more questions, Detective, without a lawyer.


Come on in.

It-it was a long time ago.


Tell me anything that you remember about that night, where you were...

Um, well, I just remember that I went out with friends after work that night for a drink.

I... I didn't get home till the wee hours.

Your neighbor, Mrs. Fitzner, said that you were home.

I was here, but I never heard any screaming or anything like that, nothing out of the ordinary.

Did you see or hear Michelle come home that night?

Not a word.

I fell asleep around 10:00, and I didn't hear about the murder till the next morning.

Do you know if she made it a habit, opening her door to strangers?

Well, I mean, we wouldn't...

We wouldn't really know that.

But, like everybody, she was powerless over alcohol.

She was a drinker?


No, she wasn't a drinker.

I mean, she would have a glass of wine now and then, but she was a beautiful young girl living in Manhattan for the first time, so...

I-I think she was careful.

Yeah, I mean, we always reminded her that she should be wary around strangers, but...

I mean, she was young, so...

I'm hearing rumors that you're reopening the Michelle Lowe case.

Unofficially, I'm having someone look into it.


Can't tell you.

You can't tell me?



Come in.

I got to go, Dad.

I bring a peace offering.

How did you get past my secretary?

She, like me, has a problem sharing attention.

And you don't take no for an answer, do you?

Give me just a few minutes?

For old times' sake, I'll give you five.

Only if it's five uninterrupted minutes.


This case is important to me.

It's not about winning.

Although I'm very good at that.


I want to help her.

I think she's being railroaded by her boyfriend Sandoval.

I think he paid off the witness to say it was my client who had the gun.

Your client is no stranger to crime.

She's got a record.

Felony assault and felony robbery.

But she's been clean since 2008.

Thank you for the coffee, but I'm not buying it.

And I am not negotiating a plea deal.

Do me a favor.

Check out her last felony.

The felony assault.

Check out who the prosecutor on that case was.

(overlapping chatter)

Don't tell me you were just stopping by.

I don't want you to be mad.

No, you want me to shut up and not ask questions.

I want you to understand that it's nothing against you.

It's just, I'm doing something that I'm not supposed to talk about.

Because you don't trust me.

I do trust you. Right, as your partner, you trust me with your life.

Just not with a secret?

Okay, great. I'm glad that you got that out of the way.

Good night, Reagan. See you tomorrow.


I'm working on a cold case.

There could be legal or political problems if it leaks.

And you thought that if you confided in me I would spread it around the entire precinct?

I didn't think about it.

I just followed orders, I guess.

I just wish you'd stop taking it so personally.

Okay, done. I won't take it personally that for the last two days I've been writing parking summonses.



I'm sorry. That really sucks.

But I have to admit I do miss working with you.

I don't know why. Maybe it's just all the extensive meals you like to take.

Maybe it's because I'm smart and beautiful.

Yeah, that, too.


So, are we square?


Not until you buy me a beer, big shot.

Get her a drink.

(speaks indistinctly)

How's my U.N. speech going and why isn't it here?

That's not until next week.

You're telling me not to be prepared?

What's going on?


In spite of what you said to the D.A., you're reinvestigating the Michelle Lowe case, aren't you?

How long's Jamie been on the job?

Feels fresh out of the academy.

Two years?

Same way I reacted.

It's been four.

You put Jamie on the case.

I've always been a hard-ass about not using my job to show favoritism to my kids.

There's unintentional consequences to being the most ethical PC the department's ever had.

Jamie's a gifted cop, but no one dares recommend him for promotion for fear that I'd question their motives.

Would it be better if Jamie was a detective already, and the guys were whispering behind his back that it was nepotism?

It would be better if I wasn't the one holding him back.

Did you know your nose and your ears get bigger as you get older? What are you talking about?

And you lose elasticity in your skin.

That's why we start to sag.

You trying to tell me something, or are you promoting plastic surgery here?

What? No!

But I do think people should do whatever they feel makes them, you know, feel better, look better as long as it's for themselves.

Well, that's the problem.

Most people don't do it for themselves.

They do it to make other people happy. Like Nicole.

She probably just did it to appease her husband.

The check we ran on Dr. Levine came back.

The medical board had him under review for malpractice.

That'd be a pretty good reason to hide a patient death.

What about you? Would you do it?

Me? Yeah.

No. I think beauty is from the soul.

Besides, I'm already smoking hot. Ah. Oh.

Excuse me. Detectives Reagan and Baez.

We're looking into the death of Nicole Garland.

I heard. That was really sad. To most of the residents, I'm the guy who can get them a cab, but Mrs. Garland knew my name.

Oh. She was a nice lady.

When did you see her last?

Wednesday morning.

She didn't come back here later that day or anytime after that?

No, Mrs. Garland never came back here.

Anybody else come by her apartment?

I'm supposed to be discreet.

I could lose my job.

You could also lose your freedom.

It's against the law to withhold information.

Obstruction of justice. That.

A woman came and stayed till the next day.

Had you seen her before?

I've seen her before, but I don't know her name.

Is she a relative?

Not unless it's what you'd call a kissing cousin.

What are you saying?

You saying this woman and Mr. Garland were having an affair?

They're all over each other as soon as the elevator door closes, like they can't wait to get upstairs. Oh.

What does she look like?

She's a... hot blonde in her 20s.

Can we take a look at the surveillance cameras?


Lied about his alibi; he said he was home alone.

And as a doctor, he has access to fentanyl.

Yeah, motive and opportunity. Two of my favorite words.

This your girlfriend, Dr. Garland?

No. No?

You spent the night with her, though.

Same night your wife died.

Yes, she's a friend.

A friend who stays over when your wife's out of town?

What are you getting at?

What we're getting at is that you lied!

You weren't home alone the night your wife was killed.

I love my wife, Detective. The only reason I lied is...

Is because encouraging your wife to get plastic surgery while you're running around banging some younger broad would make you look like more of an ass than you already are?

I'm not answering any other questions without a lawyer.

Lot of that going around.

How many open cases you got, Danny?

I keep about seven open cases in my desk drawer.

It's the ones you don't solve you always remember. I got ten.

(groans) Why you ask, kid?

No reason.

Hey, how's your case going, Dad?

I'm working hard on it, little buddy.

It's such a shame that that woman--

anyone, really, dying from an elective surgery?

DANNY: Well...

Why would someone have a surgery they don't need?

Women who want to look hot. Yeah.

I don't think big breasts and pumped up lips are hot.

I do. ERIN: Oh, my.

Jack. Jack!

(laughs) We're just calling it like it is.

NICKY: It's kind of sad, though, going to all that trouble just to look younger.

Sad? No, sad is dying before you see your kids grow up, before you see your grandkids being born, and then your great-grandkids.

Growing old is a gift.

So is being beautiful and single, which is why it's important to, you know, stay open to dating.

Are we still talking about plastic surgery here?

I think we're talking about Mom.

I don't need a man to validate me.

How about one just to have dinner with?

When did she become such a matchmaker?

I really don't know.

I told her she's never gonna find anybody a guy as good as me, so what's the point?

Hmm, so true.

Danny, you ever have a time where you felt like a case was unsolvable? No, it hasn't happened yet, kid.

What about any of those seven open cases?

I don't sleep till I solve them.

That's why I keep them alive in my desk drawer.

No wonder you wouldn't tell me.


JAMIE: I'd like to introduce you to Michelle Lowe.

You were arrested about a week after she was murdered.

You copped to robberies on either side of her building.

So? So, you said that you weren't responsible for any of the robberies in her building. Every place that you burglarized, you, uh, you went straight for the jewelry and the cash, no DVD players, no TVs, no art, nothing you couldn't just stick in your pocket.

And I did my time for that. I'm out of here in 64 days.

I spent a lot of time looking at your robbery pattern and Michelle Lowe's crime scene.

You know what I noticed?

I noticed that there was no jewelry in her apartment and her bedroom window was open.

So? A lot of people leave their windows open.

Yeah, you would know, 'cause that's how you enter.

And then you hit the jewelry, and then you exit through the front door. Every time.

I don't know why you're looking to jam me up.

I did my time.

I'm not looking to jam you up.

I'm looking for you to help me.

Because I think that you're a burglar, not a murderer.

I would never kill someone.

I believe you.

But I think that you were there.

That's why there was no jewelry evident, and that's why you didn't cop to a robbery in that building.

So you can either start talking to me, or I can start running all kinds of fancy forensic tests...

I didn't kill her.

Okay, but you were there that night, right?

Hey, if you're honest with me, I can help you right now.

I grabbed a bunch of stuff, and I was on my way out.

I walked into the living room, and she was lying there.

Blood everywhere.

I knew she was dead. It was creepy.

I just shot out of there.

You didn't think to tell anyone?


I know how it'd go down.

They'd think, "He burglarized her apartment.

He probably killed her."

That's some bad karma, man.

I want you to tell me everything and everyone that you saw.

I didn't see anyone.

The other two apartments were quiet, lights out.

The apartment across the hall, the lights were on and there was loud music blasting.

♪ Hey ya...

♪ Hey ya.

"Hey Ya" by Outkast.

What time was that?

Around midnight.

To this day, I still can't listen to that song.



Please sit down.


I only opened about six months ago, so I'm still only half unpacked.

Why do I get the impression, if you were open for six years, it would look the same?

No, it would be even more messy.

Have to admit I'm more of a super organized type-A person.

Well, I'm one of those super-messy, piles-everywhere, but-I-know-where-everything-is- type guys.

Yet you have an incredible success rate.

It's also why I'm not married, no girlfriend, and going to speed dating in between court appearances.

I looked up the prosecutor on the Morales case.

It was you.

I was a Brooklyn A.D.A. for 12 years.

The Morales conviction was the case that made me become a defense attorney.

You regretted convicting her?

I went for the highest charge.

I refused to negotiate.

Even when the legal aide lawyer told me she thought Morales was a victim of an abusive relationship, I wouldn't entertain a plea.

There's nothing wrong with sticking to the letter of the law.

Later her boyfriend recanted.

And admitted that Morales really didn't know anything about the assault.

She wasn't even there.

But the judge on the case didn't believe him.

And the conviction stayed.

And then she did her time.

She stayed clean.

Until hooking up with Sandoval.

Well, I did look into his past.

He had a sealed record, which I unsealed.

Gun possession charge, which he blamed on his girlfriend at the time.

Said it was hers, not his.

Sounds familiar. Mm-hmm.

If your client agrees to go through a residential drug treatment program and community service, I'll knock the charge down to criminal possession.

That would be great.

Thank you so much.

You're welcome.

You're good.

You should double your fee.

I'm doing this pro bono.

You should triple it then.

MAN: Mrs. Garland checked in on Wednesday night.

Checked out on Thursday.

She was scheduled to stay the whole week.

That's correct.

Well, she say why she was leaving early?

She said she decided to return home.

Can we see your security camera footage for her check-in and checkout?

No problem.

DANNY: What's with the hat and glasses?

It's not that unusual for someone who just had cosmetic surgery.

Hold on, freeze that right there.

Zoom in on that.

Right on her hand.

The manicure?

Yeah, I've seen that before.

It's the ju... the nurse!

The nurse in Dr. Levine's office.

Sh-She had the same manicure!

Son of a bitch.

I think I should call Dr. Levine.

And I think you should have a seat.

Dr. Levine can't help you with the charges. Sit down.

What charges? Obstruction of justice, manslaughter.


I didn't kill anyone.

You said Mrs. Garland was fine before she left your office.

She was.

Then why did you check out of the hotel using her name?

It seems you have a decision to make, young lady.

And I suggest you make it kind of fast.

You'll either go down as an accomplice for murder with Dr. Levine.

Or you're gonna cooperate and make a deal.

I've never hurt a patient in my life.

Until Mrs. Garland.

I didn't hurt her.

Neither did Dr. Levine.

Right. N...


The procedure went well.

She was in recovery when she complained of pain.

The anesthesiologist had left.

It was just me and Dr. Levine.

So, what happened?

He gave her fentanyl to ease the pain.

She had a reaction.

Started gasping for breath.

We tried to save her.


He tried to resuscitate her.

Nothing worked.

Dr. Levine panicked.

You didn't call 911?

He begged me.

He was already under review for another patient.

And he was afraid he'd lose his license.


As opposed to say... losing a life?

I thought Joyce and I answered everything.

And you have, and I appreciate it.

But the investigation raised some more questions.

Oh, what kind of questions?

Just want to make sure I have my facts straight.

Your wife was out and you were home.

Yeah, but I told you before, I didn't hear anything.

Yeah, and you were asleep by about 10:00?

That's right.

So, I'm just wondering why the lights were on in your apartment and music was blasting at midnight?

Maybe when my wife came home?

No, she wasn't home until 1:00.


But, hey.

It was ten years ago, right?

I-I can't remember what I had for breakfast.

Maybe you just forgot what time it was.

Right, maybe I went to bed later.

♪ Hey ya Hmm.

♪ Hey ya.

What is that?

Just my phone.

How long are you sober?

You mentioned being "powerless over alcohol" last time.

That's step one in AA.

Nine years, I'm sober.

So, you were still a drinker when Michelle was murdered.

♪ Hey ya Yeah, I guess, uh...

♪ Hey ya. You quit, though, that's good.

So, you were still awake when Michelle arrived home, right?

I might've checked on her, just to make sure she got in okay.

Just being a good neighbor. Okay. Mm-hmm.

And she was friendly with you, so she invited you in, just to have a drink?

♪ Hey ya... She was a friendly girl.

Um, do you mind turning that off?

I know the type.

♪ Hey ya. Super friendly.


She was beautiful.



And she had a great body. I saw the pictures.

Yeah, she did.

I bet she liked you.

She's... out of my league.


If she was out of your league, she wouldn't have invited you in, right?

But she did.



So, according to the toxicology report, she had a couple glasses of wine.

So, she'd had a couple. you'd had a couple.

I bet she was flirty.

♪ Hey ya Yeah, at-at first.

Uh, listen, can you, can you turn it off now?!

♪ Hey ya. Just, can you please turn it off?!

By the way, have you gotten to steps eight and nine yet?

Making amends?

I didn't mean harm.

I know you didn't.

It was an accident.

♪ Hey ya I just wanted to kiss her.


♪ Hey ya.

♪ Hey ya... You just wanted to kiss her.

Not kill her.

♪ Hey ya. Please? Please?

It's okay, all right.

♪ Hey ya.

(music stops)

You can tell me. I understand.

She was pretty.

She was flirty.

You just wanted a kiss.

That's right.

But then she said she was gonna tell my wife.

I just didn't want her to tell my wife.


So, we give your lids a little lift. (door opens)

You'd like that, right? I got a better idea.

Why don't you get the hell out of here before you end up dead like his last patient?

BAEZ: Get up, hands behind your back.

What are, what are you doing?

You're under arrest for the murder of Nicole Garland.

What are you talking about?

I didn't, I didn't murder Nicole Garland.

Well, she's dead.

And you're coming with us.

You got something on your face.

All right, everybody.

I suggest you head home now.

The doctor's gonna be a while dealing with a murder charge.

And... you all really do look good just the way you are, you know.

McCOY: I just dropped Morales off at rehab.

I think this time she's gonna stay straight.

I hope you're right.

I just wish they had a rehab program to get you off of loser boyfriends.

Yeah, they don't. I've checked.

Can I buy you dinner?

Oh, you don't have to do that.

Do what?

Buy me anything as a thank you.

I made the plea based on the merits of the case, not on you.

I wasn't asking you out to thank you.

I was asking you out because I like you.

Or think I might.

Oh, you think you might?

Well, given the chance.


You might like me, too.

Yeah, based on what evidence?

All right, you got me there.

But I make my living pleading lost causes.

So I'll ask one more time.

May I buy you dinner?


One thing I was wondering.

What made you go to the super?

Just a hunch.

I wouldn't have thought to go there.

You'd make a good detective.

To be honest, I'm not really sure which way I want to go yet.

Well... if you decide to make a move, I know the PC.

That's a good hook to have.

So I heard.

Michelle's mother has been waiting for this day for ten years.

It might be a relief.

Or a disappointment or a comfort.

Or all of the above.

Just tell her the truth.

Everything that happened.

You're not coming?


It's your case.

Thanks, Dad.

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