02x18 - Fairy Tales & Frozen Truths

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Previously on "Rosewood"...

I ran the additional
tests you asked for.

- Do you have family?
- Yes, but they don't know I'm here.

You're gonna need them.

Donna: The next battle you fight

will not be one that
you can handle alone.

You know about my dialysis.

I'm not gonna risk your
life to save my own.

You need a kidney, or
you're not gonna make it.

Slade told me you
turned down his kidney.

Why do I get the feeling

that I'm not the only guy
you're worried about tonight?

When exactly did your last tour end?

I told you. I got back this morning.

Your luggage didn't have any tags.

Is this an interrogation, Sis?

Only if you're hiding something.

[Horns honking, tires screeching]

[Cellphone ringing]

- [Beep]
- Hello?

Yes, I promise I'm almost there.

Don't worry. Just stay where you are.

[Horn honks]

[Horn blares]

[Exhales sharply]

What are you doing?

[Exhales sharply]

[Cellphone beeping]

[Cellphone ringing]

Operator: . What's your emergency?

♪

[Knocking on door]

It's open!

[Knocking continues]

- Okay.
- Hey.

- A woman comes home from vacation...
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

...finds a body in her mansion.

Well, good morning to you, Villa.

I'm six minutes early,

which means I finally get a chance

to meet your brother Marcos.

Villa: Oh, he's not here.

He, uh... he went for a run.

Oh, okay, so you want to clear me out

before he gets back, huh?

Look, he still needs time to adjust.

And even if he were ready to socialize,

you're too... perky.

Oh, well, I think the word

you're looking for is "dynamic."

- Ah.
- Maybe even "exuberant."

- "Vigorous." Maybe vigorous is...
- Hey!

Marcos, we were just leaving.

Ah, that's okay, Leese.

I knew you had company

'cause of that magnificent piece
of machinery in the driveway.

See, that's a man with
some excellent taste.

I'm Rosie.

I'm the owner of that magnificent car.

- I work with your sister.
- Rosie.

That's the second time

- I'm seeing your face today, man.
- Yeah?

- Ran by your billboard this morning.
- Oh!

Well, you know, the closest one to here

is the one off the Venetian Causeway.

Yeah, I love that place.

There's, like, -degree
views from the bridges.

- So you like to run.
- About six miles a day.

Oh, see, I run four.
Man, you put me to shame.

Well, you got to build
up to it, you know.

- Right, right.
- I mean, you know, it's just four miles

- then fives miles then six miles...
- I hate to break this up...

...and before you know
it, you're at, like, .

- ...but, um, we have to go.
- Okay.

Oh, by the way, Mom called me.

She's on her way from the airport.

She cut her trip short

the minute she found out you were back.

She can't wait to see you.

Yeah, I can't wait to see her either.

But I... I got a job interview, though.

- Oh, you do?
- So...

I got to be there in an hour,

so I'll catch Ma this afternoon.

- Nice to meet you, man.
- Nice meeting you.

[Door slams]

Marcos... finally met him.

♪

You know, Marcos was great with you.

You mean I was great with him.

- [Scoffs]
- I have a way with the Villas.

[Chuckles]

He was friendly. He was chatty.

He's really making an effort.

Except for the part where
he's avoiding your mother.

Right there.

- You picked up on that too?
- Soon as you mentioned Daisie,

his eyes started blinking faster
than a hummingbird's wings.

Did you just say "a
hummingbird's wings"?

Let it come over you.

My kidneys may be failing me,

but my eyesight, and my similes, / .

[Chuckles] It's just, you know,

we had a conversation
about being a family again,

- and he seemed to be on board.
- Pep talk.

- Can I hear it?
- No.

Man: All right, excuse me.

[Both exhale, shivering]

- She looks like she's sleeping.
- There's no give.

Let's see... at negative degrees,

it'd take about hours
for a body to freeze solid.

The safety button malfunctioned.

We found ice in the mechanism.

It's not common, but it can happen.

Say this is an accident,

The victim comes inside the freezer,

but the button jams,
and she can't get out.

She dies of hypothermia?

I'm not so sure.

Look at her hands and her fingers.

No broken nails. No
bruises or lacerations.

Villa: If she had been conscious,

she would've made a violent attempt

to get out this door.

So she was either dead or incapacitated

and moved in here.

[Exhales deeply] Hey, Rose-man.

Sorry it took me so long to get here.

Blue Thunder is a thing of beauty,

but it's getting harder and harder

to park that big girl.

[Chuckles] She hates
it when I call her that.

What do we got?

Okay, well, don't get too comfortable.

I need you to transport
this body back to Magic City.

Why can't the coroner do it?

Because once it's thawed,

the body will decompose quickly,

taking any potential evidence with it.

That's why Blue Thunder
will keep it frozen.

What's with the costume?

Costume?

Mitchie, she's wearing a formal dress.

No, she's in a jeweled
gown of silver and gold.

And she's also wearing glass slippers.

Haven't you guys ever read "Cendrillon?"

"Aschenputtel?"

[Laughs] No?

She's dressed like Cinderella, guys...

the old-school, original Cinderella.

And she's also next
to the pureed pumpkin.

But that could just be a coincidence.

Okay, Mitchie, come back to reality.

Detective Villa,

we found this on the table in the foyer.

Ooh, look at that.

I'm not gonna say I told you so,

'cause us Mendelsons have, uh,

historically great self-control.

Well, you were right, so you can say it.

All right, you know what?

I'm just gonna talk to the
woman who found the body.

I'm sure there's a sane
answer to all of this.

Veronica: Ashley was a
waitress at the company I own,

Catering by Collins.

- Why was she at your house?
- She was house-sitting for me.

I was supposed to be
out of town until Sunday,

but I came home a couple hours ago

and found her dead in the freezer.

I have experience with food,

so I knew I shouldn't move her.

I don't want to sound crass,

but I didn't want to
defrost the chicken.

No, you did the right
thing, Ms. Collins.

- Okay.
- Today's Friday.

Why are you home early from the trip?

There was a fire at my
business I needed to deal with.

Maybe if I'd been home sooner, I'd...

Do you know of any reason

why Ashley would be
in such formal attire?

Yeah, my colleague seemed to think

she was dressed as Cinderella.

She was dressed as Cinderella.

Ashley was a children's
character entertainer.

It was one of her other jobs.

I'm sorry, a what?

She dressed up as fictional princesses

to entertain at birthday parties.

Glass slippers and a fancy dress.

It always equals Cinderella.

- [Flute music plays]
- I mean...

I told you so.

[Coughs]

[Police radio chatter]

Ashley must have been

going to or coming from
a job at a birthday party

when she was k*lled.

Either that or she was in a costume

'cause it's laundry day.

Look, I need a cause of death, ASAP.

- And if you say it was a poison apple...
- You'd be wrong,

because a poison apple
is from "Snow White."

So, unfortunately,

it's gonna take at least hours

to prepare the body for autopsy.

We can't cut into her
while she's rock solid,

and we can't swab because the frost

could interfere with the results.

Okay, so what can we do?

♪

We can thaw.

♪

- Hey, Cap.
- Ira. What happened?

I wasn't expecting to
see you for a couple days.

Ah, Daisie cut the cruise
short because Marcos is back.

So, she hasn't seen him in over a year.

Oh, yeah, I met him yesterday.

I stopped by to see Villa.

Seems like a good kid...

respects authority but isn't a doormat.

It seems like I'm the only one

who hasn't had the pleasure
of meeting the prodigal son.

- Yeah, well.
- What's this?

Hey.

Just getting my finances in order,

Trying to figure out what to do

with all the money my old man left me.

Precaution, in case something happens

during the kidney transplant.

I thought Rosie put the
kibosh on you being a donor.

Rosie needs a kidney. I'm a match.

So he's gonna get my kidney.

End of story.

What, you gonna force him?

Like, is he gonna wake
up in a tub full of ice,

but he's not missing a kidney.

He has a new one?

You know, since you're
done vacationing... here.

Why don't you get back to work?

Get caught up on Villa's latest case.

- She's about to talk to the family now.
- [Sighs]

We're very sorry for your loss.

[Sniffles]

My sister and brother-and-law
d*ed when Ashley was .

I took her in, raised
her like a daughter.

She just wanted to help
people, especially children,

because so many people

helped her after her parents d*ed.

That's why she was studying
early childhood education,

so she could be an
elementary-school teacher.

Hornstock: Well, she was
house-sitting, waitressing,

and princessing to pay for school?

She was also a babysitter,
a dog walker, a tutor, even.

I once got her a job at
the nursery where I work.

She lasted a total of two days.

[Chuckles]

Yeah, and she did not
have a green thumb.

Is this Ms. Collins' fault?

Did she not maintain
the freezer properly?

Actually, this wasn't an
accident, Mrs. Benjamin.

It was a homicide.

Hornstock: It's likely Ashley
knew who her k*ller was.

She was house-sitting, so
her routine was disrupted,

and the m*rder*r had
to know where she'd be.

And there was no sign of forced entry.

That's impossible.

Ashley was the kindest,
most generous person.

Who would want to k*ll her?

Well, that's what we're gonna find out.

We're on our way to Ashley's place now.

But I promise you,
we'll keep you updated.

♪

It just hit : a.m.

Okay, Pipp, raise the
temperature in the tent

from degrees to degrees.

You sure you're okay in there, Mitchie?

- You're turning kinda blue.
- Yeah, no, I'm good.

Us Mendelsons have an extremely
high tolerance for cold...

- All right.
- ...and ridicule.

What's the core body temperature?

Negative degrees. And
the skin is... degrees.

Her extremities will thaw out first,

so we should be able to
test her fingers and toes

by late this afternoon.

She looks so peaceful.

Don't you usually have
more X-rays than that?

Well, between the
frozen state of her body

and the metallic interference
from all the beads on her dress,

the other X-rays are too clouded.

Uh, I'm gonna start
cutting her dress, guys.

Boy, are you all right in there?

You're turning kinda blue.

So, her X-rays are clean.
No sign of head trauma.

Personally, I don't get

the whole girls'
princess-obsession thing.

Waiting around for some
slow-ass prince to save them?

Uh, no thanks.

As I recall, my dear,

you really wanted a lot of
that princess paraphernalia

when you were younger...

Dolls and posters,
the books, the movies.

Yeah, I liked princesses.

But not because I wanted to be one.

'Cause I wanted to be with one.

They were cute.

And all their problems
could be solved with kisses.

Mitchie: Found something.

This...

was stuck between her
dress and her body.

Oh. That is an unusually long hair.

If we're lucky, it'll
belong to our k*ller.

See if the root is
attached. If so, run DNA.

- [Cellphone buzzes]
- Hey, Villa.

On my way.

♪

[Bird chirps]

- Her parents?
- Gretchen: Yeah.

That was the last photo Ashley
took with them before they d*ed.

Villa, come take a look at these.

Looks like everyone loved Ashley.

Everyone under the age of .

Did she not have any
close friends her own age?

Like a boyfriend or anything?

No, not really.

Ashley was just always more
comfortable around kids.

- They really loved her.
- We're not gonna stop

until we find out what happened to her.

Thank you.

And um, thank you for letting
me come and take Shadow.

[Bird chirping]

Nothing in here points
to a k*ller or motive.

Ah, well, there's a motive. Glitter.

Gets everywhere and
there's no cleaning it up.

Hey, just got off the phone

with Ashley's boss at
Once Upon a Birthday.

Ah, that's a great name for a company.

He confirmed that Ashley
had a job the day she d*ed.

Apparently, the client
called to complain

that Ashley got into a
fight with a coworker,

- a Leanne Forrest.
- What were they fighting about?

Boss wasn't really sure.

He have any idea where we can find her?

[Circus music playing]

[Children shouting]

There you go. Oh! [Laughs]

Hornstock: You hear from Daisie?

I thought I'd get the call
for the big reunion by now.

I'm sure it hasn't happened yet.

Marcos is avoiding my mom.

- You gonna give her a heads up?
- No, and neither are you.

At least not until I
figure out what's going on.

¿Entiende?

Okay, so which one of
these ladies is Leanne?

bucks says that's her right there.

You're a psychic now?

No, I just got off
the phone with Mitchie.

He said the long blonde hair
that we found on the body

was synthetic, from a wig.

So I'm guessing with
that length and color...

We're looking for Rapunzel.

Leanne Forrest?

Rapunzel.

She... she actually meant Rapunzel.

Right, "Rapunzel."

Uh, can we have a word with you?

Oh, but we were just
about to sing a song,

and that's my favorite thing to do.

- If you could just wait one moment.
- Actually, it can't wait.

See that? That's real.

I have a few questions about
where you were two days ago.

Is Rapunzel in trouble?

What? No, no, no.

Rapunzel's about to help
us catch an evil villain.

[All children "Ooh"]

- Yeah, I know. Ooh.
- Okay, everyone,

let's be quiet as mice.

[Chuckles nervously]

I was locked away in
the tower two days ago,

like I always am.

Dame Gothel never lets me out

unless I'm to celebrate
a very special birthday

like today.

We're celebrating Princess Stephanie.

- [Cheers and applause]
- Yay! [Laughs]

If you could just give
me a minute to finish up.

You know what? Finish up.

Thank you.

Let's all go sing "Happy Birthday"!

All: ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Cha-cha-cha!

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Villa: You fought with
Ashley the day she d*ed.

And we found your wig hair on her body.

See our dilemma?

So you think I k*lled her?

That's crazy.

Uh, I mean, I'm practically a princess.

You're a college dropout,

up to her neck in student-loan debt,

who spends her time
playing dress-up.

- What was the fight about?
- Nothing.

Nothing. It was... It was dumb.

[Sighs] I was running late
for a toy-store opening,

so I asked her to cover for me.

You know, say I was in
the bathroom or something.

And she wouldn't do it.

She was such a stickler for the rules.

So I simply reminded
her that she owed me

after I covered for her before.

Well, how'd you cover for Ashley before?

We were working a kid's birthday party,

and I caught her flirting
with one of the dads.

You got to be careful with them

because they can get touchy-feely.

Anyway, uh, then I saw
her take out her cell phone

and give her number
to the guy's daughter,

Which is so against company policy.

- But I did not report her.
- Villa: Ah.

Sounds like Ashley wanted the kid

- to pass her number to the dad.
- Mm-hmm.

You said Ashley doesn't
break the rules, so...

I have it... tha-that's my point.

Ashley pretended to be
on some moral high ground,

but at the end of the day,

she was really just a gold digger.

Just for the record,

I never got touchy-feely
with any of the princesses

at my kids' birthday parties.

- I believe you.
- Hornstock: You know, uh,

Slade is still planning to
donate his kidney to you.

Thought I made myself clear
when I refused his offer.

I'd do the same thing.

- Thanks for understanding.
- Hornstock: No.

I mean, if I was Slade,

and I could give you an organ,

I wouldn't let you turn it down.

You really need to rethink this thing.

Yeah, I appreciate the advice,

but I'm not gonna let the
people that I care about

risk their life for mine.

Villa: Okay, so if you and
Ashley never came to blows,

why was your hair on her body?

Florida is the costume
and theme-park state.

I can name other Rapunzels
running around out there.

That hair was not mine.

Oh.

Ow-ow-ow! What are you doing?

[Scoffs]

I need a sample for proof.

- Villa, I have news.
- I have news.

We... n-normally, I say "ladies first,"

but since my news is bad news,
I'm gonna get it out of the way.

The hair found on Ashley

did not match the hair
sample from Rapunzel's wig.

Okay, forget about Rapunzel.

Based on what Leanne said

about Ashley giving out her number,

I got a copy of her phone records.

Ashley called the
night before she d*ed.

Listen.

Operator: . What's
your emergency?

Ashley: [Breathing heavily]

Hello? Is someone there?

Are you in trouble? Hello?

♪

Operator: . What's
your emergency?

Hello? Is someone there?
Are you in trouble?

- Ashley: [Breathing shallowly]
- Hello?

- Sorry. I dialed the wrong number.
- [Door slams]

Was that a car door slamming?

Rosewood: She was headed somewhere.

Somewhere that she didn't feel safe.

Where'd this call originate?

Dispatch triangulated it to

the block of Sun Dance Road.

Okay, Ashley got three phone
calls from the same number

just minutes before she called .

And that number is
registered to a Dale Bartram.

Anybody want to guess where Dale lives?

- block of Sun Dance Road.
- Bingo.

And Dale has a record.

Public intoxication
and neglect of a child.

He was arrested

after he passed out outside a restaurant

while with his -year-old
daughter, Tiffany.

Leanne said that Ashley
gave her number to a child.

What if Tiffany was that child?

She called Ashley.

And said something that
prompted Ashley to call .

Hornstock: Yeah, well,
maybe Dale graduated

from child neglect to child abuse,

and the kid confided in Ashley.

She wasn't flirting at that party.

She was monitoring Dale

because she thought
he was hurting his kid.

She confronted him, and
that's what got her k*lled.

Enough of the hypotheticals.

Get Dale in here now.
I want real answers.

Okay.

I know what you're gonna say.

Well, apparently I need to say it again.

Well, if it makes you
feel better, go ahead.

It's not gonna make a difference.

♪

[Monitors beeping]

- Oh, looks like you're making progress.
- Pippy: Some.

Only the extremities have thawed.

That's why I've drawn
blood from the foot

so I can run a tox.

Mitchie: And I am swabbing

♪ Nasal cavities,
fingers, and toes ♪

♪ Fingers and to-o-o-es ♪

[Chuckles]

Mom... you're hovering.

I'd say she's gandering.

Observing.

You may need me to get more involved

while Beaumont is
recovering from his surgery.

That is so not necessary.

[Door buzzing]

Um...

Is that Villa's mom?

- Daisie. I'm Donna Rosewood.
- Hi!

I'm thrilled to finally meet you.

Oh, my goodness!

Um, nice to meet you too.

[Speaking Spanish]

Beautiful.

Look at this skin. Perfecta.

Well, now I really am
thrilled to meet you.

[Laughs]

Pero mira, I'm
looking for Annalise.

And she's not returning my calls.

So my papi Hornstock

- said that she was here with Rosie.
- I'm sorry.

Beaumont and Annalise aren't here.

Oh.

[Sighs] Okay.

Um, I'll let you get back to work.

Would you like a cup of tea?

I'm a very good listener.

And I know a thing or two
about difficult children.

I would love that.

- Come.
- Thank you.

My Annalise, I think she's, um...

she's hiding something from me.

You know, mothers,
we always know, right?

And my guess is her brother,

because he's been avoiding me.

Mitchie: Ashley has capsaicin
in her nasal passages.

- What is capsaicin?
- It's, um...

Oh, that's the kick in chili peppers.

I love chili peppers.

She's right, but it only means one thing

when it's found in the nasal passages.

- Pepper spray.
- Donna: Are you saying that someone

att*cked that poor
girl with pepper spray?

She also had traces of ultraviolet dye

around her cuticles.

Sometimes pepper sprays
are laced with dye.

You know what?

You're right,

because Annalise bought
me one of those things,

and it was mixed with this green stuff,

and it would get all over
my hands when I used it.

It was a real pain in the you-know-what.

So if there was dye in the pepper spray,

then Ashley probably got it on her hands

- when she sprayed someone.
- U.V. dye is invisible.

The attacker probably has no
idea they're covered in it.

And it doesn't come off easily.

I got to tell Rosie.

Well, this is exciting.

[Both laugh]

Come.

♪

My mom knows something's up.

She won't stop calling.

Shouldn't you just tell her
that Marcos is avoiding her?

Shouldn't you tell your mother

that you're not taking Slade's kidney?

I asked you first.

[Sighs]

Well, I don't want to hurt her.

Look, you avoided Daisie for months

when you first moved back to Miami.

- You guys moved past that.
- This is different.

You know, growing up,

Marcos and Ma were thick as thieves.

She was always one of
those diva princesses,

relying on a man to do things for her.

And after Dad left,
Marcos let her rely on him.

- Then why won't he see her?
- I don't know, Rosie.

Let's just, uh, talk
about something else.

All right, all right, let's do that.

Like, princesses.

I mean, come on now. You
never liked any of them?

Not one of them?

Ooh, I liked Xena.

Ah, okay, okay. The Warrior Princess.

Yeah.

Look, I've been
surrounded by strong women

my entire life,

but I still believe in chivalry.

I still believe that

you can always lend a helping hand

to a damsel in distress.

See, that's the thing.

Fairy tales set women up for failure.

I mean, Prince Charming doesn't exist.

It's not like every woman
can have their own Rosie.

What? Their own what?

- Whatever. You know what I mean.
- No, what'd you mean?

I want to hear you say it.

♪

This is it.

♪

[Cellphone buzzing]

What's that for?

Our forensic smoking g*n.

[Doorbell rings]

Villa: Hi. I'm Detective Villa.

This is my associate Dr. Rosewood.

We'd like to ask you a few questions

about Ashley Morrison.

I don't think I know
anybody by that name.

You mind if we come inside?

Thank you.

[Sighs]

Does, uh, this woman
look familiar to you?

Dale?

What did you do now?

We have a few questions
about this woman.

Do you know her?

Yes, she worked a few
parties our daughter attended.

- But we don't know her personally.
- Mm.

Dale: What the hell are you doing?

Do you mind turning off
all of your lights, please?

[Scoffs] What? Why?

Villa: [Scoffs] Rosie,
this better be good.

Rosewood: Did you know
that ultraviolet dye

is added to pepper spray

to aid police in identifying criminals.

It can only be seen...

with a blacklight.

♪

[Blacklight clicks]

So...

looks like you did know Ashley...

personally.

♪

You hurt your daughter, Dale

You threatened her so she'll keep quiet.

Ashley found out.
She confronted you.

And when you att*cked her,

she defended herself with pepper spray.

Later, you tracked her
down and k*lled her.

No, this is all a big misunderstanding.

I would never hurt my daughter.

I only lied about Ashley

because I didn't want my
wife to know the truth.

What? That you're a lowlife schmuck?

I think she already knows that.

- Why did Ashley come to your house?
- Tiffany, my daughter,

called her and told her
that I was hurting the nanny.

You're not helping your case.

I wasn't hurting anyone.

Tiffany was confused.

I think she saw me

smack the nanny on the ass a few times,

and she misunderstood the gesture.

You're... you're
sleeping with the nanny?

Ashley knocked on my door

and demanded to see
Tiffany and our nanny, Beth.

I-I didn't recognize her,
so I told her to get lost.

And she pepper sprayed me
and pushed her way inside.

[Stammers]

Beth explained to her
what happened, then...

Ashley got really
embarrassed and left.

And I never saw her again.

We need an alibi, Dale.

Yep. Well...

I was with the nanny.

♪

[Door latch opens]

Yeah, Dale's alibi checked out,

so we cut him loose.

And look, it's not
exactly square one, Cap.

We'll have another suspect soon.

Okay.

All right, goodnight.

Villa: [Scoffs] Seriously?

You're just gonna sneak
out with all your things?

Marco: Nah, I just...

I figured it'd be kinda cramped

with me and Ma staying here,

- so I'm just...
- Look. Stop.

Just stop it.

- You're avoiding Mom.
- I'm not.

Yes, you are.

You know it and I know it.

And you're gonna tell me why.

[Door opens, closes]

Daisie: [Speaking Spanish]

You're home!

I can't do this right now, Ma.

♪

Donna said he's gonna come around.

Donna...

- Donna Rosewood?
- Yeah.

- When... when did you two...
- We had drinks.

And she told me that
Rosie pushes her away too,

especially when it comes to his health.

So I told her

that he wasn't gonna take that
kidney from el Capitán.

You told her?

Mija, she needed to know.

This is life or death.

And we both want our
children to be healthy...

and safe.

♪

♪

Mitchie, you taking the early shift now?

Actually, I-I went ahead
and took all the shifts.

I've been checking on
the victim every hour,

and I can now report that
the body is fully thawed.

Good. We need to start
the autopsy right away.

The body will decompose twice as fast

now that it's thawed.

That's exactly my thinking.

I've prepped the body,
and Pippy's on her way.

Mitchie, you okay?

You're more subdued than usual.

Yeah, I was up all night.

I've seen a sleep-deprived Mitchie.

It's not that different
than the well-rested Mitchie.

I read through the victim's
file last night to stay awake.

I didn't realize she'd been
orphaned at such a young age

and raised by her aunt.

Reminded you of

losing your mother and father so young.

Ashley and I share a very similar past.

And just brought
everything back up for me.

I mean, she's with her parents now.

I guess that's a sliver
of a silver lining.

But she deserved a
happier ending than this.

There's only one thing we
can do to give that to her.

We have to find out
who k*lled her, Rosie.

And that's just what we're gonna do.

♪

Mitchie: Well, Rosie was right.

If Ashley d*ed of hypothermia,

I would see dark-brown lesions
on the mucosa of her stomach.

And I don't.

So, she must've been dead

before she was frozen, you guys.

There's non-displaced fractures

on the left anterior-lateral surfaces

of ribs three through seven.

She sustained a blow
from a blunt object.

A blunt object with a rounded edge.

Rib shears.

See how the breaks start
on the anterior surfaces,

moves to the lateral
surfaces, then back again?

- See that?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, look at that.

- Her left lung is collapsed.
- Yep.

She suffered from a
traumatic pneumothorax.

She would've suffocated
in less than minutes.

Based on this fracture,

whatever hit her rib
and collapsed her lung

weighed less than pounds.

It's also between and
inches in diameter.

- Could it be a statue?
- Could be.

I need to get back to the crime scene.

♪

Spread out and shout
if you find something.

Man: Will do.

♪

Okay... so spoiler alert...

your mother knows that you
canceled the transplant.

Well, thank you for the heads up.

I'll just call her and reassure her

that I'll be okay.

Rosie, you're not gonna be okay.

What you're doing, it's crazy.

Excuse me, but I think

you were supposed to
have my back, right?

I mean, your exact words were

"I'm not worried. You're gonna be fine."

I know. And I thought it
would be easier to pretend

than to talk about losing you.

But I've learned that
running from the truth

doesn't help anyone.

[Sighs]

♪

Is that a bead?

Some just like these were
found on the victim's dress.

What are the odds that
the k*ller came in here,

planning to use this ugly
statue to commit m*rder?

Unless something went wrong.

And the k*ller had to improvise.

[Telephones ringing]

Hey. Look, I don't like
seeing your mother upset.

So I think I'm gonna
track down your brother

and, uh, have a conversation...

Look, I appreciate
that you care about Ma,

but just leave Marcos to me, okay?

Hey, who's the man?

Rhetorical question. I know it's me.

Okay, are you gonna share,
or are you just gonna

pat yourself on the back all day?

All right, so I found
the victim's skin cells

at the base of the statue.

I also found traces of fresh
nicotine at the top of the statue

where the k*ller held
it to use it as a w*apon.

Well, didn't you say
the homeowner, Veronica,

smoked like a chimney?

Yeah, but she was out
of town at the time.

The only reason why she came back early

- is because of the fire at her office.
- Villa: What if she lied?

What if she never left town?

Maybe she asked Ashley to house-sit

because she knew she'd
need an air-tight alibi.

So, we pulled this security footage

from the building across the street

from Catering by Collins.

Rosewood: That's a very large fire.

I'm assuming whoever's responsible

avoided the security cameras?

They didn't need to.
They wore a disguise.

This is from the back of the building.

- [Siren wailing]
- Now, wait for it.

Veronica has the exact same tattoo.

She pretended to go out of town

so she could set fire
to her own business.

If she lied about committing one crime,

it's a safe bet she lied
about committing another.

♪

[Door opens]

Veronica Collins?

- Detective Ira Hornstock.
- Detective.

I've already told the police
everything I know about Ashley,

and I was out of town, so I'm not su...

That is a nice tattoo.

I think I've seen it before.

Yes.

Here you go.

Would you look at that.

Well, let's see her deny it now.

You can't make me take
something I don't want.

Really?

You want to do this now?

- I do.
- Fine.

The chances that you'll
find another match

are slim to none.

Slade: You can take a few days,

live in your little fantasy,

but the reality is,

there's no easy way to get a kidney.

So for you not to die,
somebody else has to die,

or somebody has to donate.

I'm donating. Got it?

♪

Hornstock: You know arson carries
a -year prison sentence?

Arson? Why would I be here for arson?

We checked your finances,

and Catering by Collins

appears to be in some serious trouble.

Now, rather than declare bankruptcy,

you staged a fire to collect
the insurance pay out.

And I'm guessing Ashley knew about it.

So you k*lled her to shut her up.

I may be a lot of things, Detective,

but I'm not a m*rder*r.

And besides, Ashley had no
idea that I was in debt.

Just the other day, she came
to me for financial advice.

- [Cellphone buzzes]
- She had questions about her trust,

wanted to access the funds early.

Tell me more about this trust.

She couldn't access the
money until she was .

- And it was not small trust, either.
- _

I asked for an investment,

but she said she had
plans for the money.

Look, I didn't k*ll Ashley.

I needed money.

And you can't get that from a dead girl.

Well, you don't have to
worry about money anymore,

not where you're going.

Ashley was gonna turn in months.

What was so pressing
that she couldn't wait?

Ashley d*ed before that
money was dispersed.

Who gets it now?

Villa: We found out
about Ashley's trust.

The one you failed to mention?

It was never a secret.

I just didn't think about it.

The lawyers handle the money.

Well, you're about to
handle all the money,

because you're the secondary
beneficiary on the trust.

Now that Ashley's dead,
it all goes to you.

You think I k*lled my niece for money?

Absolutely.

I didn't care about the money.

And even if I did,

I didn't need to k*ll Ashley to get it.

She offered that to me months ago.

I said no.

Ashley was trying to access
her trust early for you?

Why?

She wanted to help me pay
my rising medical bills.

But I refused.

Her parents left that money for...

- For her future.
- Slade: Medical bills?

Are you sick?

But no one knows with what.

At first, my doctors
thought I had the flu,

now they think hyperthyroidism,

but I'm not responding to medications.

Excuse me, I'm a doctor. May I?

Now look to your left. To your right.

Rosewood: Hmm.

Huh.

Rosie, you planning on

leaving us all in suspense or what?

Rosewood: I believe you, Paula.

And I think I might know
what's wrong with you.

- [Cellphone buzzing]
- In order to prove that,

I need you to come
back to Magic City Lab

so I can run some tests.

♪

[Knocking on door]

[g*nshots]

Hey.

I'm look for a Detect...

You a cop too?

Ugh.

He's in the bedroom.

[g*nf*re continues]

- Hornstock, I got your text.
- You see this?

This is a picture of my kid.

Villa: Who did this?

You don't recognize
your brother's handiwork?

- Marcos?
- That couch jockey out there.

says Marcos has been
living here for four months.

Met him on Craigslist.

He's got everybody.

No, no, no, no. Stop.

[Sighs heavily]

I'm so... I'm sorry. I...

- [Door opens, closes]
- I don't know what to say.

What the hell? This is
an invasion of privacy!

You want to talk about
invasion of privacy?

You're stalking everyone
your sister and mother know!

My mother? My sister?
None of your business.

Just 'cause you're playing
house don't make you family.

You let your real family
fall apart, right, man?

Okay, let's get something very clear.

I care about these two women, okay?

And I'm gonna protect them,

even if it's from one of their own.

Okay, enough. Enough.

- [Exhales sharply]
- Handle this.

♪

- Look, Leese...
- Shut up.

- Leese...
- Shut up!

Villa: You're...

You're stalking my friends?

- My boyfriend?
- Look, I'm not stalking anybody, okay?

I just...

I have a hard time talking to people.

You know that.

I thought it'd be easier if I just...

Look, I know it seems crazy,

but you got to understand,

this is how my mind works, okay?

I just wanted to get to know them.

What more can I say?

You're avoiding Mom.

You're... you're keeping a secret place.

You're doing recon on my friends.

Is there anything else
you want to drop on me?

It's complicated, Sis.

- I...
- "It's complicated."

Is that all you have to say?

You know, I thought
you might've been angry

because you had to grow
up too fast after Dad left,

but it's... it's clear to me

you never grew up at all.

You... [Sighs]

You know, times have changed.

Mom has changed.

And... and you're not
even giving it a chance.

You're acting like Dad.

♪

[Door slams]

♪

Ooh, uh, I... [Clears throat]

I'm feeling a little dizzy.

Donna: I'll get you some water.

I can't believe

Ashley was still trying
to access her money for me.

Well, you gave her a family

when she thought she lost everything.

There's no way she could
ever really re-pay you,

so her giving you the
money for your treatments

was her way of saying thank you.

She loved you.

If would've made her feel good to know

that she was doing something for you.

Sometimes you just
have to let people help.

Sounds like someone should
take their own advice.

Pippy: Uh, all right.

It's what you suspected.

The organic base screen

showed a high concentration of nicotine.

Paula, you've been suffering
from nicotine poisoning.

How did the doctors miss that?

It's not something the
hospitals would test for.

And it's certainly not
something they would suspect.

N... I-I-I don't smoke.

A concentration of nicotine this large

probably didn't come from cigarettes.

Does Ashley have any
other beneficiaries?

What about you?

Who inherits your money if you die?

♪

Why... why... why are you asking me?

Because whoever k*lled Ashley

was trying to k*ll you.

And I think we both know who that is.

Huh.

Well, it looks like your
kindness towards plants

- doesn't translate to people.
- Detective.

Villa, did you know that nicotine,

the most addictive
ingredient in cigarettes,

is actually from a plant?

That means it's deadly,
but it's % natural.

Perfect for...

an organic pesticide.

But you didn't just use
that to k*ll bugs, did you?

You slipped it into
your mother's soup, tea,

a little bit every day

so that once she d*ed,

it looked like she
succumbed to a long illness.

You m*rder*d Ashley

so her trust would transfer to Paula.

Then once you finally
k*lled your mother...

All of that money would go to you.

No, you don't understand. That's not...

We didn't find your prints at the scene,

but we did find nicotine.

I suspect that you wore
these gardening gloves

to commit the m*rder.

I'm sure we'll find
Ashley's DNA on these.

How'd it go down, Gretchen? Hmm?

You went over.

You thought you'd lure
Ashley into the freezer,

trap her inside,

make the whole thing
look like an accident.

But she fought back, and
so you had to improvise.

So you grabbed that statue

and smashed it down on Ashley's chest.

It takes a special kind
of ugly to do what you did.

It wasn't just about the money, okay?

My mom loved Ashley more
than she ever loved me,

her own biological daughter.

Ashley was always overshadowing me.

She was prettier than me,
she was nicer, she was richer,

and my mom just doted
on her all the time.

Yes, Paula loved Ashley,

but that doesn't mean
she didn't love you.

You just chose to see it that way.

Get her out of here.

Man: Let's go.

♪

- Can you get this upstairs?
- Yeah.

Man: All right, have a good night.

Villa: Paula is expected
to make a full recovery

now that her daughter
isn't poisoning her anymore.

This is why I hate money.

It makes people do twisted things.

- Yeah, like what Tawnya did to Rosie.
- Oh, it's not all that bad.

I mean, Paula's gonna use
the money from Ashley's trust

to set up scholarships
for future teachers.

She's gonna make sure some
good comes from all of this.

Well, good work on closing the case.

See you guys tomorrow.

- See you, Cap.
- Well, I have to go.

I invited Marcos over for dinner.

Seriously?

He's been sneaking
around. He's been lying.

Hornstock, I have to try
to get through to him.

I mean, who knows if he'll even show up.

But I can't give up on him.

I just got him back.

Good luck.

♪

Mamita, do I look okay?

Ma, you can never look "okay."

You're too beautiful.

[Knock on door]

[Door opens]

You came.

I don't want to be like Dad.

Hi, Mom.

[Speaking Spanish]

iEstás tan delgadito!

You have to eat, my love.

- Mira, I made some arroz con pollo.
- Thank, Ma.

I haven't had a
home-cooked meal in forever.

Well, now I can cook for you any time.

And I was thinking we can go
to that cafe that you love.

You know, the one with
the little sandwiches

and the french fries in the middle?

And we can do a little picnic.

I'm in between jobs,
just like you now, so...

Yeah, that'd be great, Ma. Thanks.

What's the matter?

You're rubbing your... your eye.

Yeah, so?

So you always did that

when you have something
to get off your chest.

Uh, I'm just... I'm
fine. I'm hungry, okay?

[Speaking Spanish]

Nothing.

Hmm?

I know you, Marquito.

Even after all this time,
I can read you like a book.

That's why you didn't
want to see me, huh?

Because you know Mami's the one

that's not gonna fall for your act.

[Speaking Spanish]

You can talk to us.

There's no judgment here.

Marcos, what is it?

I can't go back to the army.

I messed up,

and they gave me a
chance to leave on my own

without giving me a
dishonorable discharge.

- What did you do?
- Sh! Mami!

No judgment. Por favor.

I've been in the army for seven years.

I'm supposed to do what now?

Get a desk job? I mean, sling drinks?

Or fix cars?

I didn't want to tell you, Ma,

'cause if I told you,
it'd make it all too real.

- And I'm not ready for all that...
- Stop. Stop, stop, stop.

Stop. Stop.

No.

You're home, and you have your family.

And we're gonna work
this out together, okay?

It's gonna be all right, papi.

Daisie: It's gonna be okay.

[Jordan Max's "Hell" plays]

[Knock on door]

♪ Sending countries to w*r,
just k*lling themselves ♪

- ♪ People trying to get higher ♪
- This is a first.

- ♪ Whilst living in hell ♪
- Yeah, we should talk.

♪ The Devil gives trials ♪

You know, Paula inspired me.

I decided to use my father's money

to start a program

for teenagers who age out of Saint Mels.

Something to give them
a head start in life.

You know, I'm not surprised.

When you first came to EMPD,
you could've cleaned house.

You could've fired Hornstock,
could've zone in on Villa,

but you didn't.

Rosewood: That should
have been my first clue

that you cared more than you let on.

Then in that hostage situation,

I watched you offer your life

in exchange for everyone else's.

And you meant it. What's your point?

My point is you're an important
part of the family now.

And I would never let a family member

risk their life to save my own,

especially when I did this to myself.

♪ What you gonna do, watch
the world fall down? ♪

♪ What you gonna do? ♪

Here's where you're wrong.

I'm not some shining knight.

I've got demons in spades.

But, somehow, being around you,

around the family you've created,

helps me keep them all at bay.

And you don't want to see

the person I turn into
three months from now

if you're not around.

So I think we can agree that

we're each trying to save a life,

but you are mistaken

if you think it's your
life I'm trying to save.

♪ Sending countries to w*r,
just k*lling themselves ♪

♪ People trying to get
higher, whilst living in hell ♪

[Bottles clinking]

♪ What you gonna do, watch
the world fall down? ♪

- What's this?
- Rosewood: Dinner.

If I'm gonna take your kidney,

you got to start taking
better care of it.

♪ Are you brave enough
to play with fire? ♪

♪ Strong enough to put
the pains behind you? ♪

♪ Love, worry, disappear ♪

♪ Today, not tomorrow. ♪