Hailey Dean Mysteries: Death on Duty (2019) - full transcript

I swear I won't say anything!!!

Please, you don't

have to do this!

So, the pest control guys

have my office building

completely sealed off.

I'm gonna have to work

from home the next week.

Woah, you seeing patients

in your house?

Only in case of emergency.

I'm pretty much on standby.

I'll just use the time

to catch up

on the latest

psychiatric journals.

Fun.

You ever consider taking

a holiday?

Actually, Sabrina just booked

a beach vacation,

but I just get so bored laying

around all the time.

You? No.

Woah, Kurt.

It's so great to see you.

You too.

What are you doing in Atlanta?

Oh, I transferred

to the base in Albany.

I'm in logistics, and

my wife Kayla's here now.

Oh, so sorry, uh, Kurt,

this is my friend Hailey.

Kurt and I served together

in the Marine Corps,

and Hailey and I served together

at the DA's office.

- Nice to meet you.

- Likewise.

Oh, uh, excuse me.

Ah...

Everything okay?

Uh, not the call I was

hoping for.

Uh, how long you

in town for?

You here for the day?

What's going on?

I'm here half the week.

On base the other half.

I'm in charge of the contractors

out of Atlanta,

so I'm doing inspection,

arranging transpo,

that kind of thing.

Not exactly like patrolling

a stretch of desert

littered with IEDs,

now, is it?

Not exactly, but uh, just...

just as dangerous.

You know, we're all going out

to dinner tomorrow night,

you and your wife should come

along with us.

Oh. Yeah, Kayla would

really like that.

Yeah, she could use some

friends in this city.

Well, great, you can tell me

all about Fincher the Marine.

Only if you tell me all about

Fincher the investigator.

Do I get to join

this conversation?

We'll see.

It was great to see you, man.

- My man, all right.

- Bye.

Nice meeting you.

So, one night we were

out on patrol,

and I found a dead

camel spider.

And I don't know if you've

ever seen them,

but they're pretty big.

Pretty big? Just

as big as my hand.

So when he went to sleep,

I slipped one in his boot.

No.

I got woken up to

the loudest scream

I have ever heard

in my entire life.

That is just like med school.

Tell 'em why.

Turns out, the spider

wasn't dead.

Ohhhh!

Now I know why

you're afraid of spiders.

Yes, I'm scarred

to this day.

Put it away.

You don't need to check your

phone every three seconds.

Sorry. I'm just expecting

a call.

Uh, you're always expecting

a call.

So, Kurt.

How is it that you've been

based in Atlanta?

Are you a recruiter?

Uh, no. I'm posted to the base

in Albany,

but my job is to liaise

with the civilian contractors

based here in Atlanta.

So I'm here half the week,

and on base the other half.

Kaylie gets to live in

a regular city again

like a normal civilian,

and I get to spend

a lot of time with her.

And there's no camel

spiders here, so...

- Yes.

- None.

Where's the ladies' room?

Oh, it's in the back.

Thank you.

Kurt, I have the same

fitness tracker,

and I love it.

Oh, uh, Kayla bought it

for me.

Honestly, I don't even know how

to work the thing.

I wear it for her, but really,

I just use it for a watch.

I noticed a huge difference

in my workouts.

I can show you how to use it

if you'd like.

I might take you up

on that some time.

Excuse me, I... I need

to make a call.

Yeah.

Maybe you should go

check up on him.

Mm.

Oh. You may not know this,

but I was recently made chair

of the fundraising committee

at Atlanta Memorial.

Congratulations, Megan.

Thank you.

I'm very excited.

So, I've put together a calendar

featuring men at the hospital.

That's a great idea.

I thought so.

But, I've hit a bit of a snag.

So, it's sitting

at the printers,

about to be assembled

and shipped off.

But one of my models had

a change of heart

and he won't sign the release,

so I'm without a Mr. November,

and unless I find one,

the whole project is sunk.

Are you asking me to do it?

I know you work

for the city coroner,

which means you

don't technically work

for the hospital,

but you... you work with

us all the time.

And I'm desperate, Jonas.

I can't find anyone.

And, if things fall apart, I

will have blown our budget

for the year with

nothing to show for it.

I, I

don't, I don't know...

Just think about it.

But get back to me

by tomorrow, okay?

Oh, okay.

No pressure.

I think I need another drink.

What's going on with you

and Kayla?

We're just trying

to adjust to all this,

and I've been a bit

preoccupied lately.

Yeah.

You get in touch with whoever's

got you so worried?

I'm not so good with

the subterfuge, am I?

Mm-mm. You never were.

You wanna talk about it?

Uh... It's not the right time.

Whenever.

There's no expiration date

on my offer.

Thanks, I, uh, might take

you up on that.

Just... not yet.

Here you are.

What happened?

I, I just have a headache.

I'm going home.

Um, you can stay if you want.

No, no. Let's go.

Um, give my excuses

to everyone, will ya?

Of course.

It's nice to see you, Fincher.

You too.

Call me, okay?

I mean it.

I will.

You're quiet.

Am I going too fast for you?

Oh. No, I've just been thinking

about what Megan

was asking me last night.

Oh, the calendar.

Yeah, I mean, I know how

expensive it is

for hospitals to stay current

and fundraising is essential.

True.

But I just don't think

I'm the kind of person

who likes to be the Centre

of attention.

You're the Centre

of my attention.

My favourite place to be.

What do you think?

I think you should do it.

It's good for the hospital

and it's good for you

to do something you

don't normally do.

Besides, I wouldn't mind

dating a model.

A medical examiner doesn't

do it for ya?

Why can't I have both?

I guess at the very least I can

guarantee them one sale.

Two. I'll need

one for my office.

All right then,

I'll do it.

Okay.

We're gonna have to pick up

the pace.

You're gonna need to be in shape

if you're gonna be all famous.

I'm hardly going to be famous,

it's just a hospital calendar.

Oh, stop making excuses

because you're slow.

Oh-ho-ho-ho!

Okay, it's on.

I'll race you to

the last lamppost.

Okay.

Winner buys breakfast.

Of course.

I got you.

Hey, Kurt. What's going on?

Fincher?

I think I need to take you up

on your offer.

To help.

Yeah, yeah, what's up?

Not over the phone.

Um, okay, well I'm... I'm on

a stakeout right now,

but... I can swing by

your place in about an hour?

I have to head to base,

but I'll be back

in Atlanta on Sunday.

Okay, man. Um, Sunday.

Sunday's fine, we can meet up.

You... Kurt, you sure

you're okay?

Yeah, um...

Maybe not.

We'll talk on Sunday.

Okay. All right, man.

Good job on the Brody case.

I think we might get

a conviction

with that corroborating

evidence you found.

Oh, my pleasure,

Ms. District Attorney.

You do not have

to call me that, Fincher.

Paulina will be fine.

I know. I just love that you won

the election, that's all.

Yeah, more than a year ago.

Hey, by the way, have you

seen Hailey?

Yeah, I see Hailey all the time.

How's she doing?

Getting in trouble,

as per usual.

I've been meaning

to give her a call.

You should, she would love

to hear from you.

I will do.

See you later.

- All right.

- Mr. Garland.

- Yes.

- Sergeant Nesbit.

How may I be of service?

We're looking for Staff Sergeant

Kurt Cullen.

Have you been in contact

with him?

We spoke yesterday, but

you already know that.

What did you talk about?

Uh, we made plans to get

together on Sunday.

Do you know his current

whereabouts?

I assumed he was on base.

Please call me immediately

if you do hear from him.

I will when you tell me exactly

what this is all about.

Staff Sergeant Cullen

is in violation of his

terms of service.

How so?

He failed to report for duty

this morning,

and is currently absent

without leave.

He's AWOL? No way.

If you do hear from him,

please tell me.

I can still keep him from

getting into too much trouble,

but not for much longer.

Thanks, Sergeant.

Thank you.

All right.

Hey, Hailey are you free?

Yeah, I think I need your help

with somethin'.

I just can't believe he would

do this to me,

especially since I told him

I'm not comfortable in this

house sometimes.

Are you having trouble being

alone when he's on base?

Kurt's been overseas

for most of our marriage.

I'm not afraid to be alone,

but...

the past few days, I've just...

I've just had this feeling.

What feeling?

I swear someone's

been watching this house.

Well, have you seen anybody?

No.

I'm sure it's just my mind

playing tricks on me.

I've been angry with Kurt,

and... and I've just been

on edge.

What's been troubling you?

Nothing.

Something to do with Kurt?

You have an idea

of what's happening,

and I can see that you find

it deeply hurtful.

We're here to support you.

I just want to find Kurt

before the MPs do,

and help him with

whatever trouble he's in.

Well, I don't know

what's going on.

I don't know anything

for sure.

What do you suspect?

I think Kurt's left me

for another woman.

No.

Why would you think that?

He keeps secrets.

He pretends like he's in Atlanta

to spend time with me, but...

when he's here,

I barely see him.

How long has he been like this?

A few weeks, maybe.

We've only been here

four months.

Kurt told me the whole reason

he took a transfer was for you.

Yeah, maybe it was... then,

but things have changed.

I know it's hard, but try not

to jump to conclusions.

There may be another

explanation.

We'll find him, Kayla.

I promise.

I just can't believe that Kurt

would run off on Kayla,

even if they were

having problems.

I mean, he wouldn't do

something like that.

We all sensed the tension

between them the other night.

Yeah, but the man

I served with,

he wasn't a deserter

or a cheater.

Well, people change.

Fincher, you haven't known

him for a while.

Yeah, but you just don't get it,

Hailey.

You can't.

Serving in the military is like

having another family.

You don't like everyone, you

don't get along with everyone,

but you're brothers

all the same.

And you know them

like no-one else,

not like their parents,

not like their wives.

And I'm telling you,

I know Kurt Cullen.

He's not that kind of guy.

Sorry to ask for your help,

Monty.

I know with Danny being

away in Florida

for his parents' anniversary,

you must be swamped.

That's not it, Fincher.

You know I would love

to help you out,

but it's not our jurisdiction,

and the military MPs have

not asked for our help.

Is there really nothing

you can do?

Look, I am sure the MPs are

doing everything

that we would in this situation.

I'm really sorry.

My hands are tied.

I understand.

So now what?

Well, he left his phone at home,

so even if we could get

in to it,

it won't tell us

where he is now.

What about his fitness

tracker?

It's the same one I had,

it has GPS.

Well, how do we access it?

We just log in.

Let's hope he didn't change

his password.

Well, Kayla bought Kurt

the fitness tracker,

and he said he didn't know

how to use it,

so my guess is he never

even logged in to his account,

much less changed

the default password...

And...

I'm in.

What can you see?

Well, the fitness tracker

is not currently active,

but that could just mean

that he took it off.

Uh... Can you see the last time

it was active?

9:00 PM last night, but after

that it goes dark, nothing else.

Where was he at 9:00 PM?

Still in Atlanta.

That's odd.

Should've been halfway back

to Albany by that time.

Does it say exactly where?

It does.

The wooded area

of Piercedale Park.

This is it.

Let's go see what

we can find.

Are we in the right spot?

Well, the coordinates

on the fitness tracker

show it to be

basically right here.

If there's something to find,

it's pretty close.

There it is!

Couldn't find anything on him.

Anything in the surrounding

area?

Wallet? Keys?

Nothing. No ID on him at all.

Could've been a robbery.

But, why leave

the fitness tracker?

True.

Oh, it looks like Sergeant

Cullen's car

is across the street.

We found a small amount of

blood evidence in the back seat.

So, he was killed

somewhere else?

More likely injured.

We're canvassing the area

for a security camera,

but it's a bit of a dead zone.

I guess you had to call them.

You know I had to.

Crimes involving active

duty personnel

fall under the

military jurisdiction.

Looks like we're about to be

kicked off this investigation.

I'm afraid so.

Mr. Garland.

I'm sorry we have to meet again

like this.

Likewise.

I know Staff Sergeant Cullen

was your friend,

and I want you to know

that we'll do everything

that we can to find

out what happened.

Thank you, I appreciate it.

It's the least I can do.

Shall we?

So the Marines are taking over?

Yeah, I didn't think they would

get here so fast.

I don't suppose you, uh,

saw anything?

Not much, but the cause

of death was fairly clear.

Gunshot wound to the temple.

Rigor supports

the time of death,

it was close to when his fitness

tracker stopped reporting.

I also saw bruising on his neck

that could've been from

a necklace being torn off.

Yeah, his dog tags are missing.

His hands were a

bit scruffed up,

his fingernails torn.

He was a Marine,

he fought back.

Bruising around his wrists

may mean he was restrained,

but there is also a lump

on his head that indicates

some kind of trauma

was inflicted pre-mortem.

Yeah, so that explains the small

amount of blood

in the backseat of his car.

So he fought back, and then

he was hit over the head,

which probably incapacitated

him.

His wrists were bound and

he was thrown into his car.

And brought here

to be executed.

It's all speculation until a

proper autopsy is performed,

but unfortunately... I

won't be the one to do it.

I'm sorry, Fincher.

I'll do my best to liaise

with the military police,

but in my experience,

they do not like to share.

No, they do not.

Thanks for everything.

Whatever I can do, Fincher.

You okay?

You already know the answer

to that.

Fincher, I am so sorry.

Just trying to wrap my mind

around it.

This is Kurt.

A US Marine.

He didn't deserve

to die like that.

No, he didn't.

I don't like it, Hailey.

I don't like it one little bit.

Are you gonna investigate?

I have to find out

who did this to him.

He would do the same for me.

Lieutenant Chris Young,

this is my husband's friend

Fincher Garland, and his friend

Hailey Dean.

Lieutenant Young is... was...

Kurt's commanding officer.

Fincher Garland.

You served in Iraq with Kurt.

That's right.

I remember him mentioning you.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

Lieutenant Young was

just paying his respects.

But I should be heading back.

It's... a long drive to Albany.

If you need anything at all,

you call me.

Thank you.

I'll walk you out.

Kurt wanted to talk to me

about something.

I thought he might be

in some kind of trouble.

Did he say what?

No.

We were supposed

to meet next weekend.

He didn't say anything to you,

about anything unusual at work,

or anything else, maybe?

Not that I recall.

And even if I did,

you know I wouldn't be able to

tell you as a civilian.

No. I know.

It's hard to accept the death

of our brothers anytime.

Even less when it's a random

mugging like this.

The MPs are calling this

a random attack?

Well, that's the current theory.

Gunshot to the head is

more like an execution.

Look. I can only tell you what

they're telling me.

Did Kurt have any trouble

with anybody on the base?

I know you want answers.

But you know this wasn't

a military issue.

It happened in a park

here in the city.

Sometimes tragedies

don't make sense.

We spend enough time overseas

to know that.

I'm glad to know Mrs. Cullen has

a former Marine here in Atlanta

to look out for her.

I just feel so guilty.

I was so angry,

I don't even remember

what I said to him

the last time we talked.

Why were you angry?

Because he cancelled

our dinner plans, again.

Were you here when Kurt

left home?

No, I was picking up takeout

so that we could have a quick

dinner before he left for base.

And by the time I got back,

he was gone.

Did he leave a note

or any explanation?

No. I knew something was going

on, but he wouldn't tell me.

That's why I thought he was

seeing someone else.

Well, he insisted he wasn't,

but... I didn't believe him.

I didn't know I'd never

see him again.

And I don't know

why he was in that park

when he should've been home.

Kayla.

This wasn't your fault.

What if it was?

An affair? I just don't buy it.

No matter how well

you know someone,

you can never know

their inner turmoil.

The jealous lover?

Ah, that's very unlikely to me.

Unlikely doesn't

mean impossible.

And we cannot discount

the idea that there was

someone stalking Kurt and

Kayla's house.

Yeah, but by that theory,

the... the jealous lover and the

stalker are the same person.

Something to keep in mind.

You know, I don't know anything

about Kurt's life here in

Atlanta, or on base in Albany.

But you know there's a whole

bunch of reasons

why this coulda happened.

And I don't believe what that

Lieutenant Young was saying

about how this could

be a random mugging in the park.

Is that what he told you?

Yeah.

He wasn't very receptive when

I asked if Kurt had any issues

with anybody here

or on the base.

Doesn't seem like the open,

sharing kinda guy.

Fincher, I'm sorry.

I know all this uncertainty

is painful.

You know, I gotta know

the truth, Hailey.

Because the military

has jurisdiction on this,

that means I can't officially

investigate

from the DA's office,

and Atlanta PD won't be anywhere

near this case.

Well, it's a good thing

we're not Atlanta PD.

We can start by retracing

his steps.

How?

Well, the fitness tracker

has 48 hours

of Kurt's movement recorded.

That's a start.

Mmhmm.

So, this is the last place

Kurt went

after he left his house

the day he died.

Greystone Foods Inc.

Yeah, it was probably

one of his inspections.

Looks like a distribution

Centre.

Distributing what?

The Marines,

they contract civilian

companies for supplies.

This could be anything

from toilet paper

to computer hardware

to uniforms.

And Kurt had to make sure

the suppliers

were fulfilling their

contracts properly.

I mean, I guess Marines

overseas have bigger things

to worry about than running

out of toilet paper.

Yeah, it's been known to happen.

And Kurt had a big

responsibility

to keep the supply chain moving.

I'm sorry, this area is

employees only.

It's a safety issue.

Uh, we're looking

for someone in charge.

That's me, Alisa Greystone.

This is my company.

We were hoping to ask you

about Kurt Cullen.

Well, I've already spoken to the

military police, are you...

Just following up

on a few things.

Whatever I can do

to help.

Of course.

What do you supply here?

We supply the MREs.

That's uh, Meals Ready to Eat.

It's the prepackaged food

the military would issue to us

while we were on patrol

or otherwise off base.

A lot of guys love it.

I was not one of them.

Well, we do our best, but

they're designed to nourish

and never go bad, so taste

is not the highest priority.

Would you like to try?

Just add water to the line

on the heater package,

then put in the food package

and it self-heats in minutes.

That's amazing.

Did you notice anything unusual

about the way Sergeant Cullen

was acting the last time

you saw him?

He did seem a bit preoccupied,

but I didn't know him that well.

He'd only been doing the

inspections for a few weeks.

Sergeant Cullen

was very by-the-book.

Must've made those

first few inspections

pretty nerve-wracking.

Well, I wanted everything

to go well, for sure.

Oh, and did it?

I don't know what

you're talking about,

and I don't appreciate

the insinuation.

If you can just answer

the question?

I don't think I will.

And I'm not sure that I have

to talk to you at all.

You can see yourselves out.

Well.

So, where to next?

Across town.

Address belongs to Houston

Industries.

Another inspection.

Yeah, most likely.

Hey, it's just the one

skid today, okay?

Hi, can I help you?

Yeah, I'm a friend

of Kurt Cullen's.

So sorry. I heard

about what happened.

- Such a shock.

- You were friends?

Uh, yeah, we went out

for beers a couple of times.

He's a nice guy.

Very dedicated to his work.

Yeah, he uh, ever talk to you

about anything personal?

No, not really.

But you sensed something

was wrong.

I got the feeling there were

problems at home,

but I never asked.

Any, uh, problems

with your inspections?

Uh, no, never.

I've had the contract

for five years, so...

I pretty much

know the drill.

Yeah.

What do you, uh, supply here?

Uh, kitchen supplies.

Pots, cutlery,

that sort of thing.

Last time you saw Kurt?

When he showed up here,

did an inspection,

a little faster than usual

I'd say, but that was it.

I'm sorry for your loss,

but uh, I don't think I can be

much more help to you than that.

Still, if you need

anything else,

here's my card.

Thanks for your time.

Okay.

So, Kurt left his house

in the morning as usual,

and he went to his two

scheduled inspections.

Mmhmm.

Both check out.

Looks like Tom also deals

in commercial kitchens,

has a good reputation.

Honest businessman.

What about

Elisa Greystone?

Uh, relatively newly

incorporated.

No civilian clients,

she's a failed chef,

apparently her last kitchen

was shut down

for repeated

safety violations.

So it's possible that Kurt

discovered something

that wasn't up to marine

standards,

and maybe her contract

was in jeopardy.

It's not anything

we can confirm, but I...

I'll keep digging.

Okay, so then... after

his two inspections,

he went home at 6:00 PM.

Right, when he spoke to me

and told me he was going

to the base later that night.

Only, he didn't go to the base,

he stayed home for an hour,

then he went to the park

at 7:00 PM, his last stop.

Right.

You probably weren't the

last person he spoke to.

Right.

And we know in that time he

had an argument with Kayla,

we just don't know if it was

before or after

he spoke with me.

And then his fitness tracker

went dark at 9:00 PM.

Fincher, we don't have

to do this right now.

Hailey, you know I'm not going

to stop till I get to the truth.

What did he do in the park

for two hours?

Why didn't he take his phone

with him?

Was he meeting somebody?

This whole case doesn't make

any sense.

Fincher Garland.

Of course.

I'll come to you.

That was Sergeant Nesbit.

MP in charge of

the investigation.

Turns out I was the last person

that Kurt spoke to.

So you're a suspect.

Person of interest.

Oh, I'd better get home.

I gotta clear my schedule.

Hailey, you don't have

to come with me.

It's adorable that

you think that.

They won't even let you

in the room.

I am still a member of the bar,

and last time I checked,

you are a civilian

in need of a lawyer.

Right.

It's very sweet of you to bring

me breakfast, Jonas.

So, the calendar photo

shoot is tonight.

That's so exciting.

You say exciting,

I say terrifying.

Well, you don't need to worry.

We've got a couple of minutes.

Why don't you, uh, show me

what you've got.

Go on, pose.

Okay. I'm terrible.

You're just overthinking it.

Just relax your body,

be natural.

Yeah.

Okay, great.

And now, um, just act like you

just heard something.

Like, "oh!"

Put your hand on your hip.

'Kay.

No, not too, too, too much.

Okay, and now look

at me and smile.

Now that's a million-dollar

smile.

I only smile like this at you.

Well then, I guess I'll have

to go to your photoshoot

so you can smile

like this at me.

I would love that.

I would love it too.

Croissant?

No thanks.

When was the last time

you ate?

I'm just not very hungry

right now.

You wanna talk about it?

- Can I say no?

- Nope.

What you thinkin'?

One night in Iraq, we were

on a standard patrol.

I saw this light flashing

in the distance,

so I stepped away from

the patrol to investigate.

I found myself pinned down

behind a rock under sniper fire.

With a twisted ankle.

I was stuck and alone.

Fincher.

I really thought I was a goner.

But Kurt found me.

And he dragged me outta there,

dodging bullets the whole time.

It's a miracle you weren't hit.

Yeah, I wasn't.

Kurt took one in the chest.

Luckily his vest kept the damage

down to a couple broken ribs.

I had no idea.

That's just what we did

for each other.

Brothers for life.

Thing is, Hailey, I knew

something was wrong.

Which is why you offered

to help,

and he called you to take you up

on that offer.

I didn't get to help when

it mattered most.

It still matters, Fincher.

The truth always matters.

Fincher Garland to see

Sergeant Nesbit.

Let him through.

Thanks Sergeant.

I haven't been on a base

in a long time.

Good memories?

Yeah.

My days in the Marine Corps

were some of the best days

of my life.

Why did you decide to leave?

Oh, it was my time.

I don't regret the way my life

has gone since,

but you know, civilian

life suits me much better.

The food alone.

Oh, I thought military

food was good.

I have a very discerning

palate.

And by discerning palate

you mean "add bacon."

I love bacon.

Private Cheryl Park.

Mr. Garland.

Thanks for coming.

Happy to help.

You been to Albany before?

Ah, I did all my training

in Camp Bojurn.

Ahh. I haven't been

there since basic.

Seems like a lifetime ago.

Another missing Marine.

I hope you find her.

We always do.

Um, Ma'am, unfortunately,

I'm gonna have to ask you

to wait in the lobby.

We don't allow friends

in the interview.

Oh. Well, she's not my friend.

She's my lawyer.

Oh. Well, in that case,

right this way, please.

Let the record show that

my client, Fincher Garland,

has come here of

his own volition.

He made the four-hour drive

from Atlanta to assist you

in your investigation

in any way he can.

So, noted.

We don't need to be so formal.

Mr. Garland here is a former

US Marine,

which means he's amongst family.

Call me Fincher.

All right, Fincher.

Ah... you were the last person

to have a phone conversation

with Staff Sergeant Cullen.

You previously stated

it was to make plans

for the following week.

Was that all you guys

talked about?

Pretty much.

Well, this is just

a formality, but,

uh, what were you doing

Monday night?

I was home, alone.

Do you own a gun?

Yes.

A Colt 45.

Staff Sergeant Cullen was

not shot with a 45-caliber gun,

but it was a handgun.

I guess your "city"

medical examiner

could tell you that much?

Of course. It wasn't a 38,

that would be too small.

Was it a 9 millimetre?

Um... uh, you know, I can't

reveal details

of an active investigation.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

His body language could

not have been more obvious.

He believes Kurt was

shot with a 9 millimetre.

You know, I knew I brought

you along for a good reason.

Rattling off calibers

to see his reaction?

That was genius.

Hailey! What?

It's not my fault he left

sensitive information

in the room.

He should know better.

Okay, so these are Kurt's

phone records.

It looks like you were

his last call, in or out.

And then they've marked

Kayla and the base,

and then there's some

unidentified number

that he called several times,

but no answer.

I'm gonna text it to Monty, see

if she can put a trace on it.

They already would've

done that here.

Probably, but do you think

they'd share that with us? No.

Sorry for the interruption.

You know, like I said outside,

I'm happy to help

in any way I can.

I bet I could be of more

assistance to you

if you just tell me

what you know.

I wish I could.

Now, why don't you tell me

more about your time

in the service with Staff

Sergeant Cullen?

Mr. Garland, Ms. Dean.

I heard you were on base today.

I'm sorry you had to go through

an interrogation

on top of everything.

Well, I work in law enforcement

I know the drill.

Well then, you also know that

our police are in control

of the investigation,

and highly capable.

Yeah, I do know that.

Then, let's just leave them

to it.

Happy to.

I'm glad we understand

each other.

Okay then.

So, so how are you feeling?

I'm relieved that I'm not really

a suspect anymore.

It's the last thing I want

to deal with.

I'm relieved, too.

Uh, I'm glad we got a little

bit of information,

but I'm, I'm frustrated

we're so stuck.

And?

I know you want me

to say that I'm sad,

but I don't have time for sad.

Not... not yet.

I get it.

And when the sadness comes,

I will be there.

I know.

Oh. It's Monty.

She says that unidentified phone

number from Kurt's cell record

belongs to a burner phone.

She can leave an open

trace on it,

but if they get a hit, then they

have to tell the MPs right away.

Yeah, we'll take it.

Oh, that reminds me of something

I saw in the file.

Kurt's cell phone was reset

to factory settings.

He wiped his phone.

But why?

To delete whatever was on it,

I guess.

But what was he trying

to get rid of?

A secret email account?

A video?

A photo?

Yeah, but there wasn't anything

at all in the cloud

under his account.

Well, if he was trying to hide

something,

it's going to be hard for us

to find it

without the actual phone.

Jonas.

I wouldn't have asked you

to do this

if I didn't think you'd

be great at it.

If only I had your confidence.

Why don't you give Hailey

a call?

See if she's close.

I can put everyone off

a bit longer.

Yeah, thanks Megan.

No problem.

Oh, it's Jonas.

I thought we'd be back by now.

His photo shoot.

Hey, Jonas.

I am so sorry.

We're driving back from Albany.

I don't think we're going

to make it.

I feel terrible.

Don't.

Fincher's more important

than my nerves.

I'll be fine.

Just remember what

we practiced, okay?

Relax, and think about something

that makes you smile.

I know exactly what

to think about.

I gotta go.

I'll talk to you later.

Break a leg.

Mm. He gonna be okay?

I hope so.

They aren't coming?

Nope. Still on the road.

You ready to go?

As ready as I'll ever be.

All right then.

Let's get this party started.

Wardrobe, get him dressed.

It's Kayla.

At this hour?

Kayla, is everything okay?

I'm sorry to bother you so late,

but that feeling I had

that someone was watching

the house...

Woah, is someone there?

I don't know, I just heard

noises outside.

I... I'm too scared to check.

'Kay, listen. Call the police.

We're on our way.

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, he was gone by the time

I got around to the front.

Yeah, she says

she's okay.

Okay. Thanks.

Monty's gonna send a car over

to watch the house.

Hailey, you sure

you're okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just

a little shaken up.

I'm so sorry.

I should have never put you

in danger like that.

Kayla, you didn't know.

I sort of did.

What do you mean?

This was in the mail today.

It's addressed to Kurt.

Whoever sent this knows

where we live.

So, why would someone send Kurt

a threat days after his death?

They didn't.

It was postmarked

two weeks ago.

Did it get held up?

Well, if you look closely,

the house number's wrong.

I sent a uniform out to canvas,

and it seems it was

mis-delivered to the neighbour

who was out of town.

He only just got back yesterday.

Self-sealing envelope,

so no DNA.

Fingerprints on the note?

Three sets.

Kayla's, Fincher's,

and a mystery print.

No match in AFIS.

- So it was a warning.

- Yeah.

And the killer followed through.

It's a theory, but the threat

doesn't give us any indication

as to what Kurt did.

Clearly it was meant for more

than one person.

But do you think Kayla's

in danger?

We don't know.

So the car will stay out there

for the time being.

And we're circulating the sketch

of the man that you saw.

What about the threat itself?

Standard paper, standard ink.

Done on a common laser printer,

not much to go on.

Where's Fincher?

With Kayla.

Okay, I better get in there.

Thanks for coming in, Kayla.

So, have you ever seen

this man before?

Is this who was outside

my house?

Has anyone ever threatened Kurt?

Not that I know of.

Anyone ever come by

the house looking for him.

Uh, just after we moved in,

a woman came to the door

with a housewarming cake,

and she said she wanted to

apologize for her husband.

Apologize for what, exactly?

She said now that Kurt took

the job her husband wanted,

he was retiring.

And she was happy about it.

I guess they had some kind

of argument at work.

She was embarrassed, and I

didn't want to make her feel

any worse, so... I didn't ask.

But you asked Kurt about it.

I told him, and he just said...

I didn't need to worry.

It was taken care of.

But you asked Kurt about it.

I told him, and he just said...

I didn't need to worry.

It was taken care of.

Do you remember

this woman's name?

Um... Jean Piscek.

I just got off the phone

with Jean Piscek,

she and her husband Martin

are separated,

and she's living in Arizona now.

She can't account for

Martin's whereabouts

the night of the murder.

Did she tell you what happened

between Martin and Kurt?

Yeah.

Apparently, when Kurt arrived

on his first day,

Martin attacked him,

saying that he had been waiting

years for that cushy post,

and that Kurt was ruining

Martin's marriage.

The MPs had to come

and restrain him.

It was a pretty bad scene.

Sounds like a motive to me.

The only address listed

for Martin is the house

where he and his wife lived,

but it's been rented out,

I spoke with the tenants,

they only ever deal with Jean.

I'll try and get some

phone records.

I'll check his financials.

Oh, that's Megan. I have

to get down to the hospital.

I missed the photoshoot,

but there's no way I'm missing

the big reveal.

Tell 'em I say hi.

Ah, thanks.

Hey.

Hailey, you made it.

I wouldn't miss it.

Oh, before I get all caught

up in this,

Fincher isn't really talking

to me about what happened,

and I didn't want to push him.

Fincher doesn't usually talk

about himself

unless it's food related.

I know.

I'm glad he has you to help him

through all this.

I'm glad he has you, too.

All right, everyone.

It is the moment of truth.

Gather round, come on over.

Don't be shy.

All right.

Oh, Jonas should be

here for this.

I just talked to him, uh...

he should be here any... minute.

There he is.

Hi.

Great.

All right, ready?

Presenting...

"Dashing Doctors."

What.

A.

Cover.

Am I right?

Wow.

Jonas, our cover boy.

Do you love it?

Wow.

Uh, would you excuse

us a minute, Megan?

I swear, I had

no idea

they were putting me

on the cover.

Hailey, what am I gonna do?

What do you mean?

Everybody's staring, grabbing.

Look... you clean up

very nicely.

You think it's okay?

I think I'm a lucky girl.

Woah ho, ho. Is that Jonas?

Mmhmm.

Looks like a movie star.

This is my calendar,

and you have to buy your own.

Oh, yes, you mean one for me

and everyone I've ever met

in my entire life, or I'll never

hear the end of it?

Yeah.

I'm assume you are

picking me up for a reason

other than guilting me

out of my calendar?

Yes.

I managed to find the address

of Martin Piscek.

Ooh.

Stakeout!

Mmhmm, Mmhmm.

Okay.

His neighbour said

he's not home,

but he usually gets in

around this time.

This is not the guy I saw

outside of Kayla's.

You sure?

Positive.

Could've been the guy

who sent the threat.

There he goes right now.

Right on cue.

Martin.

Martin Piscek?

I'm a friend of Kurt Cullen's.

Then you're no friend of mine.

Can we ask you a few questions?

Questions?

Yeah, maybe we'll go down

to the police station?

Yeah. Sure.

You okay?

Yeah. Go.

Now, you pushed her down.

Why don't you try

pushing me down?

Huh?

You all right?

Yeah. I'm fine,

I'm just annoyed.

Walk.

Why do I keep getting

pushed lately?

You do have a knack

for getting in between

bad guys and their getaway.

I kind of do.

Thanks for catching me.

You catch them, I catch you.

It's our thing.

It is, isn't it?

Get in the car.

Mind your head.

You admit that you attacked

Kurt Cullen.

No point in lying about it.

Half the base was there.

Kurt Cullen was killed

last Monday night.

I heard.

I'm only sorry I wasn't

there to help.

Then you admit that

you wanted him dead.

Yeah.

I said as much to his face.

Where were you last

Monday night?

I didn't kill him.

If I had, I'd be bragging

about it all over town.

Well, his anger is sincere.

So is his arrogance.

You don't think he did it?

I believe him when he says

he'd be bragging about it.

Yeah, but the MPs would

have picked him up already.

Hmm.

Martin Piscek's fingerprints

are not a match

to the threat sent to Kurt.

I wish it was better news,

but it looks like we're back

searching for the man that you

saw outside the Cullen house.

Any luck canvassing?

No.

No one recognizes the man

in Hailey's sketch,

and no one remembers seeing

Kurt leave the night

that he was killed, never mind

someone else showing up.

I don't suppose the Marines had

any luck with the fingerprints?

I called the MP in charge

of Kurt's case,

a Sergeant Nesbit,

and he told me that they don't

have a match

in their system, either.

Oh, but that was probably

just a brush off, Monty.

So, we're not looking for

someone in the military,

but Kurt's whole life was

related to the Marines.

I mean, the only thing he did

off base was his inspections.

I don't suppose that we can

get the fingerprints

of the two suppliers that he

visited the day he was killed?

What if I already have them?

What?

Now just give me a second now,

Fincher.

I may have them.

Hailey, what'd you do?

It's a nice colour.

Oh, oh!

Tom Houston's business card.

Ohh.

And... a little gift

from Greystone.

Okay, that was incredible.

I still cannot believe you

got us into Mario's.

Ah, I just figured it was

worth a try.

How exactly did you get us in?

I just knew that you wanted

to eat here,

and I thought I'd give them

a call and see

if they had space

for a local model.

You didn't.

I mean, this seems to be

my 15 minutes of fame,

I might as well take advantage.

You know what's funny?

I'm still a bit embarrassed.

You're proud,

and you should be.

The calendar's a hit,

it's great for the hospital,

and besides, I kind of like

dating a celebrity model.

It has perks that I wasn't

expecting.

Oh, well then hold on, because

I plan on skipping the lineup

at the coffee shop tomorrow.

Oh! Oooh!

Uh... you know, when you said

you were bringing breakfast,

I thought you meant bacon.

This is leftover lasagna

from Mario's,

and trust me, it is better

than bacon.

Mario's?

Megan has been trying

to get a reservation

at this place for weeks.

Mmhmmhmm.

Mmm.

Mmm!

That is food truck good.

Megan's gonna be so jealous.

What can I say? My

boyfriend's famous.

You know what, Hailey?

I'm so glad you have Jonas.

Makes me worry about you

a lot less.

Worry about me?

I can't sleep for worrying

about you.

I know.

I'm sorry.

No, no, you don't have

to be sorry.

I will take all the sleepless

nights to have you in my life.

See now, when you

talk like that,

Hailey Dean, you're gonna

make me cry,

and I'm not going to be able

to stop crying.

You old softie.

I have to go.

I'm having coffee with Paulina

and I can't be late.

So how's life as a therapist?

I love it.

- My life is so much calmer now.

- Calm?

I don't even think that word's

in my vocabulary.

Okay, level with me,

Paulina.

Something's up.

You always were perceptive.

Do you remember

Clayton Morrel?

My first time second

chairing for you,

and my first murder trial.

It's not one I will soon forget.

Me neither, but for

different reasons.

You took the plea,

it was the right call.

For murder one

and a life sentence,

to manslaughter plus 20 years,

eligible for parole in 10.

And this is the 10th year

of his sentence.

It'll hit the papers soon.

I wanted you to hear it

from me first.

Have you talked to the families?

His is happy, of course.

But Tamara's sister,

she hung up on me.

Not that I blame her.

Clayton murdered her sister

in cold blood in her own home,

and now he's up for parole.

She'll forgive you

when she's ready.

I don't think she'll ever

forgive me.

I kept a key witness

off the stand.

The neighbour.

He was drunk at the time.

You wanted me to use him anyway.

I should've listened to you

and not played it so safe.

No way.

You made the right call,

you got the conviction.

You don't know that he'll be

granted parole.

It's really what I wanted

to talk to you about.

His parole hearing has been

set for next month.

Will you testify against him?

Of course.

I'll have the case file

sent over.

I really appreciate this,

Hailey.

I may not work for you anymore,

but I will always feel a

responsibility to my old cases.

Even if I was only second chair.

You were a rising star,

even then,

and I chose you because I

knew you would make me better.

I learned from the best.

Well, I've got to get going,

because the guilty do not

prosecute themselves.

Paulina, call me anytime.

I mean it.

You know, this therapist thing?

I get it.

But I'm not convinced

it's really you.

Bye.

So I did some more digging

into the two suppliers.

Turns out there was a complaint

against Greystone Foods Inc.

from one of its workers, stating

unsafe working conditions.

- How so?

- I don't know.

But the employee not only

rescinded the complaint,

but refused to tell me why,

saying that it was "all a big

misunderstanding."

But get this.

He doesn't work there anymore.

Do you think he was paid off

to withdraw his complaint?

You know, he did mention

a nondisclosure agreement.

Well, then he's legally

prevented from saying anything,

otherwise he could

be held liable

for some huge amount

of money.

Right, which all points

to a cover up.

Do you think Kurt found out?

Or, the unsafe conditions

still exist.

Only Elisa Greystone wouldn't

be able to pay off a Marine

like Kurt to keep quiet.

Mm-mm.

And we know that the Marines

are her only contract.

Losing it would bankrupt

Greystone Foods.

You again.

I'm just on my way out.

Did you fail your

last inspection?

Listen, I have to go.

Miss Greystone,

you can understand

how important it is that we know

all the details surrounding

Staff Sergeant

Cullen's final days.

I'm sure the two of you were

able to discuss things.

He didn't care how complicated

this business is.

I know the type.

You want to explain

your side of the story,

but he probably didn't

let you do that.

Worse.

He actually wrote me up.

No.

I'm sure that wasn't necessary.

It wasn't.

I had a small glitch

in my manufacturing.

I caught it, I fixed it, it

really wasn't a big deal.

But because the affected

shipment made it to the base

before I could recall it,

he said I was "non-compliant

with Marine regulations."

He refused to listen

to me.

That's awful.

You must've been afraid

you'd lose the contract.

Well, as you can see, it

didn't affect my business.

I was able to handle it.

I'm sorry, I really

do have to go.

Hailey, there's a Marines

sticker on that license plate.

So, she's dating someone

in the base.

That would explain how she

managed to handle Kurt's report.

She had someone disappear

it for her.

But if she had an ally

on the base,

then why did she need

Kurt dead?

Unless her ally buried

Kurt's report

because it was about to cause

him trouble, too.

Hey, Monty.

I was just about to call you.

Can you run a license plate?

Uh,

it'll have to wait.

Where are you?

You know that burner phone

we've been tracing?

The one Kurt's been calling?

You found it?

On the body of a woman

who was shot in the park.

We got a hit on the cell phone

when it powered up

for a few minutes,

and we traced it to a teenager

who said he found it

about a hundred yards from here.

Since it was the same park

where we found Kurt's body,

we got the dogs out,

and within an hour,

we found this Jane Doe.

No identification on the body,

nothing in her clothing,

no keys, no money, no jewelry.

Just like Kurt.

You think it's the same killer?

It's too early to say.

And without Kurt's

full autopsy report,

we can only speculate, but I

am leaning in that direction.

Do you have to tell the Marines?

No, without an identity,

she's a civilian Jane Doe.

She was found in

our jurisdiction,

so that makes it Atlanta

PD's investigation.

- For now.

- Fincher.

I know you're not gonna

want to hear this, but...

I think that we need

to look at Kayla first.

Why?

She was convinced that Kurt

was seeing another woman.

We found a woman communicating

with him in the same park.

We have to at least ask her

the question.

Do you have a gun?

No.

Kurt does... he did.

Um, uh, a Glock, I think.

Whatever

his service weapon was,

he bought the same one

to keep at home.

A 9 millimetre?

If you say so.

Where is it now?

It was in our lock box,

but the Marine MPs took it.

You know this woman?

This is her, isn't it?

"Her" who?

The woman my husband was seeing

behind my back.

You met her?

You're showing me the photo

of a young woman.

Who else would it be?

So you've never seen her before?

No.

So you've never seen

her before?

No.

She looked to the side.

A sign that she was trying

to access a memory.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean

that Kayla killed her.

No.

We don't know

who she is, either.

Then why are you associating

her with my husband?

We found her cell phone with

your husband's number on it.

And we found her body in the

same park as your husband.

We believe that they were killed

by the same person.

And you think I did it.

And you think I did it.

Did you?

Does it matter what I say?

Kayla can't be guilty.

I just don't believe that she

would kill her own husband.

Kayla didn't hide her anger

that she feels toward

our Jane Doe.

Fincher, jealousy

can be very powerful.

I know, I know, I have seen it

just as many times as you have.

Look, what about the man you

ran into outside Kayla's house?

Or the threatening note?

Kayla didn't send it to herself.

You're right, and there are

a lot of questions

that she doesn't

have the answers to.

But if the MPs can match

ballistics to the gun found

in Kayla's house, they would

have arrested her already.

No, we can't assume that,

Fincher.

Uh, it's true that we can't

tie Kayla to our Jane Doe.

She has motive but so far,

no opportunity.

We have to let her go.

But Fincher?

She's still a suspect.

You recognize her,

though.

Uh, yeah I may have seen

her before.

Can you remember where

you saw her?

Well, I spend most

of my time here,

but she doesn't work for me.

Uh, I'll think about it.

So, the Marines,

they're letting you assist

on their investigation?

We're, uh, working

a different case.

So, the Staff Sergeant

Cullen case, is it closed?

Far from it.

Any closer to finding

the killer?

It's kind of you to ask,

but we can't talk about

an ongoing investigation.

Oh, of course not.

My apologies.

It's quieter here than it

was the other day.

Yeah, you know,

it comes in waves.

Big shipment comes in,

it's hectic,

then we just kinda wait

for the next one.

Mexico.

You supply kitchens all over.

Well, it's a living.

Thank you.

Thanks a lot.

I'm not sure what this has

to do with me.

Why are you here again?

Take a look at this photograph.

Do you know this woman?

No.

You don't sound certain.

Maybe I've seen her before,

but I couldn't say where or why.

Do you know her name?

I don't think so.

Next time you have a question

for me,

call my lawyer.

Bye.

Good timing.

Jonas is on his way in to give

a full autopsy report

on our Jane Doe.

Still no identifying her,

though.

Well, both contractors

recognized our Jane Doe,

but neither knew her name.

You think Kurt ever brought her

along on any of his inspections?

Mm. That'd be against protocol.

Kurt was a stickler.

Well...

Neither of the fingerprints

matched the threatening note,

so that's a dead end.

What about the license plate

of the car that Elisa got into?

Ahh, yes.

The car belonged to a Lieutenant

Chris Young,

US Marine Corps.

So Elisa is dating

Lieutenant Young?

Exactly the right man to get rid

of a negative inspection report.

What if Kurt found out that

Lieutenant Young tampered with

the report and was giving

preferential treatment

to a substandard supplier?

Well, that's definitely

something that Young

would want to keep secret.

Jonas.

Hey, Monty.

Will you sign this please?

Um, yeah, okay.

Her name's Beverly.

Oh, uh, that's the lab.

I'll be right back, you get

started without me,

and Jonas, thank you.

My mom will be the talk

of bingo night.

So, um, autopsy?

Yes, Jane Doe.

Uh, she was killed around

12 days ago.

The recent cold snap kept her

body well preserved,

but I'm confident on the timing.

So, she was killed three days

before Kurt.

So Kurt hadn't heard

from her for a while.

That's why he kept

checking his phone.

He was worried about her.

The bullet was 9 millimetre.

She was shot at close range

in the right temple.

Just like Kurt.

Yes, similarities between

victims are definitely there.

Well, we might have something.

The lab finished restoring the

cell phone from our Jane Doe,

the only number it ever called

was Kurt's,

and the only message on it was

an email addressed

It's a web-based email server.

We're getting

the account records.

"Semper fi."

It's the Marines' motto,

it means "always loyal."

Kurt's private secret account.

And the subject line of

the email said "the proof."

The proof of what?

And that is our Jane Doe.

She sent Kurt a photo

of herself.

She's a Marine.

Private First Class,

from the looks of it.

Name's Park.

As in... Private Cheryl Park?

Why does that name

sound familiar?

That flyer we saw on

the base...

Sergeant Nesbit told us

she's AWOL.

He said the same

thing about Kurt.

Private Park's only living

relative is her dad, Sam Park.

Hey, you.

You know each other?

Yeah, this is the guy

who knocked me down

at Kayla's house.

This is the man we're

looking for.

Really?

Has Mr. Park said anything?

Did he explain what

he was doing?

No. Not yet.

I'm waiting for the

fingerprint results

from the threatening note.

It's a match.

I better get in there.

I'm very sorry to have

to tell you this Mr. Park,

but we found your daughter's

body in Piercedale Park.

I knew she was dead.

How'd you know?

Where'd you get this photo?

Does it have a special

significance to you?

No. I've never seen it before.

I'm sorry, Mr. Park.

I know this is a lot to process.

But we need to ask you

some questions.

Did you know Staff

Sergeant Cullen?

No, not personally.

What were you doing outside

his house last week?

Have you ever seen this before?

Uh, no.

So you weren't trying

to get it back?

No.

Mr. Park, we found

your fingerprints on it.

Okay, I sent him the letter.

But then I heard on the news

that he was found dead.

I knew what that was gonna

look like.

So, but hey, I didn't kill him.

I just wanted some justice

for my daughter.

And you think Kurt Cullen

was responsible

for what happened to her?

I don't know.

Three weeks ago she calls me.

She's scared, she's nervous.

She said she'd found something

that she shouldn't have found.

She kept going on about buying

a prepaid phone,

so it couldn't be traced

back to her.

I told her to go to your

superior officer,

Staff Sergeant Cullen.

What did she find?

Whatever she found

got her killed.

He's having a lot of feelings

right now, understandably.

I believed his explanations.

Me too.

I don't know where

to go from here.

We have no evidence linking

Sam Park to Kurt's murder,

and I can't see him killing

his own daughter.

And now, I have to turn Cheryl

Park's body over to the MPs.

The case is no longer ours

to pursue.

Monty, you've gotta stall 'em?

If something is going on over

at that base,

and we have to find out what

before they sweep it

all under the rug.

Okay, let's go over this again.

So we have a private who

works at a distribution Centre.

She tells her father she found

something she shouldn't have.

Yeah, she trusted Kurt enough

to send him a photo.

Which somehow is the proof

of what she found.

It just looks like a photo

she took at work.

I will have forensics do a full

work up on the photo.

Maybe there's more to it

than meets the eye.

Jonas, thanks for cancelling

the restaurant,

I just wasn't in the mood for

something fancy tonight.

No, I know you're

worried about Fincher.

There's just not

much I can do for him.

Hailey, you're doing a lot

just by being there for him.

Sorry about that.

I do have some good news.

The hospital has raised...

ready...

$25,000 from the calendar.

And that is just so far.

That's incredible.

So, I wanted to thank you

for convincing me to do it.

Well, the hospital getting

the support it needs

is thanks enough.

I'm sorry, I'll just

turn this off.

You can't turn it off.

What if work needs you?

Oh, right.

What's going on?

It's nothing, I just... I keep

getting calls

from the local news

asking for an interview.

Because of the calendar?

I keep telling them

to interview Megan,

but they won't stop calling.

Hi, um, could I take a photo

with you?

Oh, I don't...

We're kind of having

a private dinner.

No, no, of course,

it'll only take a second.

I'm Jonas. Hi.

There you go.

Thank you!

Wow.

It's incredible, she interrupts

our dinner

and doesn't even apologize.

Hmm.

I am so sorry.

Let's just eat.

'Kay.

So, we got lucky.

The burner had GPS

and the location services

weren't turned off.

We have a record of everywhere

that Cheryl went

on the day that she died.

- We're ready.

- Right.

She started in Albany,

on base I presume,

and then she drove all the way

here to Atlanta,

arriving around 5:00 PM.

So, she drove straight through.

Yeah, it looks that way.

Then she hung out in a coffee

shop for a while.

She called Kurt several times

but he never answered

any of them.

I wonder why.

Then, at 8:00 PM,

she went to the park.

Where she was killed.

Did you find the car?

No, but if the killer wanted her

to disappear,

I wouldn't be surprised if it

was sold to a chop shop

and its parts spread all over

the country by now.

So, what now?

Probably nothing.

The brass upstairs made me call

the Marines this morning.

The MPs are coming by later

today to pick up the body

and the files.

So soon?

I don't know how much further

we could've gotten

without access to Kurt's files,

anyway.

I'm really sorry, you guys.

Okay.

You need to eat.

Everything looks better on

a full stomach.

Sounds like a plan.

Oh, we'd like to place an order.

You two can read, correct?

See, "sorry, we're

on a break."

Uh, did George sell the truck?

He's having his tonsils removed,

I'm filling in...

right after my break.

Well, could you do one order

really, really fast?

Please?

You're not gonna give up,

are you?

Okay, what do you want?

What'll it be?

What do you recommend?

Okay, read off the menu. I

recommend you order from there.

You know what?

Let me make it

easy for you two.

How about pulled pork, right?

A plain pig.

It's meat on a bun.

People love it.

Uh, yeah, you know, I'm gonna

go with the bacon burger.

Out of bacon.

Uh... Chilli cheese dog?

Out of chilli, out of cheese.

Out of dog?

Sorry.

You know what?

We'll just take two

of whatever

you want to give us.

Two plain pigs. You'll love it.

Here you go.

Thank you. I'll keep the tip.

Here you go.

Buh-bye.

Bye.

Looks edible.

That's not exactly a ringing

endorsement.

Hot sauce for your thoughts?

I don't know, Hailey.

Just as we start getting close,

the Marines show up and take

everything away again.

You're not giving up, are you?

No, no, no.

I just don't know where

to go from here.

Okay, let's look at what

we might be missing.

So, is there any way to connect

Cheryl to Elisa Greystone.

We already know she had

something to hide.

Maybe it's bigger than

we expected.

She's dating Lieutenant Young.

He can influence who gets

contracts and bury reports

if he wants to.

Do you think he would kill

two people

to keep his girlfriend's

business afloat?

People have killed

for a lot less.

Sergeant Nesbit?

Miss Dean.

Here to take over the Cheryl

Park case I assume?

No, actually, I'm here to work

on it together.

And for the record,

if it were up to me,

I would've been working

with you all along.

I appreciate that.

When Detective Montgomery called

me to fill me in

about Private Park,

I remembered

an incident that happened

the day she went AWOL.

You mean when she was murdered.

Yeah.

Here's Cheryl leaving the base

at 1:00 PM on Thursday the 11th.

That's nothing unusual,

she could've been going

off base for lunch.

But then...

It's Kayla.

That does not look like

a pleasant conversation.

Kayla hasn't been

honest with us.

What else is she hiding?

But she doesn't

fit the evidence.

She has motive, Fincher.

Strong motive.

We have video footage of you

confronting Cheryl

at the Marine base.

So you do know her.

No, no, I don't.

Why did you suspect that she was

seeing your husband?

I followed him a couple

of weeks ago.

He went to a hotel, and I

saw him meet that woman

in the lobby.

And you assumed the worst.

Wouldn't you?

Did you say anything to anyone

about what you suspected?

I asked Kurt.

I told him I saw him

with another woman.

All he said was "it was better

for me not to know."

I mean, what kinda

answer was that?

All he said was "it was better

for me not to know."

What kinda answer was that?

So you thought that you would

go to Private Park

and get your answers.

Walk me through what happened

that day.

You went to base...

I waited at the gate.

For hours.

And I was about to give up...

when I saw her.

You confronted her.

Did she confirm your suspicions?

She kept telling me to mind

my own business

if I knew what was best for me.

And that made you angry.

Of course it made me angry.

So angry that you followed her

all the way back to Atlanta

that same day.

N-no.

And then maybe you heard

her calling Kurt.

Or maybe you were at home

arguing with him

when she called.

You confronted her again.

You hit her, then you dragged

her to the park,

- and you shot her.

- No!

And then maybe Kurt found out

that she didn't

show up for work.

Maybe someone on the base told

him that you were there.

You got into an argument

and you hit him, too.

Enough to make him weak,

and then maybe you told him you

were taking him to the hospital.

But instead, you took him

to the park.

No, no, I could never hurt him.

Even though he hurt you?

I'd like to call a lawyer.

Monty's gonna take that

as a confession.

Well, she feels guilt,

that much is obvious,

but she also feels backed

into a corner.

Do you think she did it?

I don't know, Fincher.

It's for the best,

Detective Montgomery.

But now he has confirmation

that his daughter was murdered.

His threats might

not be so idle.

Hailey.

It's nice to see you here.

Am I interrupting?

No, I'm pretty much done.

I don't want to press charges

on Mr. Park

for the threatening note.

And I'm worried

that he may escalate.

What do you think, Hailey?

With only a threatening note

to prosecute,

a grieving military father could

capture public sentiment,

and you'd lose the case.

As usual, your intuition

is spot on.

It's a trait I wish I could

inject into all my ADAs.

Just like old times, Hailey.

So, where's Fincher?

With Megan, under strict orders

to eat and sleep.

It is hard to lose a friend

to needless violence.

Oh, Hailey, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean...

Oh, it's okay Monty. Really.

I just feel like we're

missing something.

Forensics didn't find

anything unusual.

It hadn't been doctored, so

no idea where it was taken.

And there was no geographic tag?

It only said Albany.

We already figured

it was taken on base,

so not much help.

Can I keep this?

Yes, we have plenty.

Thank you.

When you said you'd send

over Clayton Morrel's case file,

I didn't expect you

to do it in person.

Well, you know I'm a fan

of the personal touch.

Ugh, I'm actually, I'm really

glad you called,

I was driving myself crazy

trying to find the hidden

meaning in those photos, so...

Any distraction is welcome.

Can I get you some tea?

Yes, but I can't stay long.

Your house is so lovely.

It suits you perfectly.

Thanks.

And then there was the guy

who used to dress like a lion.

I hope he got the help

he needed.

What he needed was a lawyer

who wouldn't let him

wear his lion mask into court.

Oh my gosh.

We've had some crazy cases

over the years.

Oh, and they're still going on.

And the sad ones, too.

I am not looking forward

to Clayton Morrel's

parole hearing next month.

But knowing that you're going

to testify too is a big relief.

Whatever I can do to help.

You know Hailey,

I have given my entire career

to the DA's office.

I could've gone private

or corporate.

I had the offers.

Why didn't you?

Because I felt like I'd be

letting down the innocents

who needed people like us to get

them the justice they deserve.

But now I'm starting to feel

like none of it mattered.

Paulina, you know

that's not true.

One man coming up for parole

does not erase

your entire career.

I know.

I should really get going,

because I have a mountain

of paperwork to get

through tonight.

That is one thing I do not miss.

The paperwork.

Hmm, so there are things

you do miss.

You are one of those things.

Aww.

Thanks for the girl time.

Let me know when you have

a chance to get through

this case file.

Will do.

Oh, oh, that's a pretty girl.

It's another victim

who needs your help?

Sadly, yes.

Well, if there's anyone

who can help her, it's you.

I'm gonna let myself out.

Thanks.

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

Hey, you've reached Fincher.

Leave a message.

Hey, Finch. It's Hailey.

I'm looking at this picture

of Private Park,

and I swear I've seen that

crate before.

Call me back.

Hey. Hey, Hailey.

Sorry I didn't listen

to your voicemail.

Hey, I was thinking about

the crates

in the background of that photo.

Yeah, I think it's the proof

Private Park was talking about.

I'm looking at them right now.

I'm at Houston Industries.

Wait, what?

You're at Houston's

warehouse right now?

Hailey, do you know

what's in those crates?

I'm about to find out.

It says "to be destroyed."

Hailey. The only thing

the military sends home

to be destroyed are guns.

That's what must be

in those crates.

Private Park must've

figured out that the shipment

didn't go where it

was supposed to.

Okay, so two weeks ago,

she sent him the photo

and he must've recognized the

crates on his last inspection.

That means that Houston

has someone on the inside.

Someone who could

forge documents

and make those guns

officially disappear.

How long have they

been doing this?

Long enough that they probably

have alarm systems and cameras.

Hailey, you need to get out

of there right now.

Hang it up.

It's too late.

Hailey?

Hailey!

What have you done?

Why did you have to stick

your nose in this?

Too many people

are dead already.

Kurt and Cheryl Park.

That stupid photo.

Tom, I can see this is

weighing on you.

You... you were stealing guns,

you didn't want to use them.

You didn't want anyone to die,

not by your hand anyway.

Kurt confronted you that last

day, didn't he?

No.

But I knew that he knew,

so I went to his house to talk

to him privately.

I tried to pay him off

but he was too moral.

I mean, who's like that anymore?

So you hit him over the head,

incapacitating him,

and then you put him in his

car and took him to the park.

Is that what happened to Cheryl?

- No.

- She had that photograph.

No, I never touched her.

And Cheryl didn't deserve

to die.

We could've figured out

another way.

You didn't kill either of them,

did you?

You had a partner in

all of this.

They took it to this level,

you wanted it to stop.

Stop talking.

I'm trying to think.

Tom, talk to me, please.

I can help you.

You can stop this.

I don't want to do this anymore.

Thank goodness

you're all right, Miss Dean.

How did you know I was here?

Mr. Garland called me.

He told me everything.

About the murders,

the gun running,

the whole thing.

What... you were

just very close?

Why aren't you on base?

I had some business

in the city.

Look, uh, I'm gonna need

to get a statement,

so why don't we go into

the office and then back,

and I'll write it up?

We can go to the police station,

I'll give em a call right now.

Why can't you cooperate?

I'm trying to avoid making

a mess.

A mess.

Okay, let's just drop

this charade, shall we?

I mean, we both know

that I'm gonna kill ya.

I mean this whole side business

I have going on here

is far too lucrative to give up

over a silly little picture.

And was it worth killing

two people?

Yes.

Yes, it was.

It wasn't easy.

I mean, I had to hunt down

Cheryl in Atlanta,

then drive four hours

into town to shoot Kurt,

because this useless coward

couldn't do it.

Weak people do

desperate things.

You have no idea

what weakness is.

None.

There's a way out of this.

Not for you there is.

Drop it!

You're not gonna

pull that trigger.

You killed a young Marine

at the start of her career.

You murdered a good man.

Semper Fi, remember?

It's sad. I agree.

But they got in the way

of my retirement fund.

You killed my friend over money?

Every life has its price.

On your knees.

Now!

Drop the gun.

Fincher.

Jail's not enough.

You don't believe that.

This is for my friend.

For Kurt.

This isn't going to bring

Kurt back.

Hailey, get out of here.

I don't want you

to see me do this.

Fincher, I'm not going anywhere.

- Hailey, please!

- Fincher.

You couldn't control

what happened to Kurt.

You can control this.

I gotta do something.

You did.

Fincher.

No.

You found his killer.

It's over.

I have a feeling the gun

that killed Kurt and Cheryl

will be in one of those crates.

Lieutenant Young has already

asked if Atlanta PD

would take over

the investigation.

Tie up loose ends.

Tom Houston is singin'

like a canary.

All that killing was really

getting to him.

He was desperate to stop.

Yeah, he was trafficking

illegal guns

that kill innocent

people every day.

Paulina, what are you

doing here?

You don't usually come

to crime scenes.

When I heard what happened,

I had to come see

for myself.

I couldn't lose my

best investigator

and my best ADA in one night.

I don't work for you anymore.

What if you did?

What if you came back?

Things are different

at the DA's office now.

I could use your support.

And your talent.

Is there something else going on

other than Clayton Morrel

coming up for parole?

That intuition again.

The offer stands, Hailey.

Paulina...

Don't answer me now.

Think about it.

You okay?

Thanks, Hailey.

I mean it.

I don't know what would've

happened if you weren't here.

I never doubted you

for a second.

I just, I feel so bad.

Kurt was alone in all this.

He knew there was a conspiracy

that went to the core,

and he didn't know

who he could trust.

Well, he trusted you.

You did him proud, Fincher.

What do you Marines say?

"Hooya."

Uh. No, no, no. No.

The men's department

of the navy, the Marines?

No, we say "Oorah."

Oorah then.

Uh, more emphasis

on the "ooh."

First syllable.

"Oorah."

Ooh... Rah. No, no, no.

Not a dance move.

- Oorah.

- Ooh ooh ooh.

- Oorah.

- I'm, I'm done.

You do it.

Just, you say it.

You're the Marine.

Are you all right?

I ran out of the lab as soon

as you called.

Yeah, I'm, I'm fine.

Something's wrong?

No, nothing's wrong.

Nothing important.

Nothing important?

Is this about the calendar?

Well, I am not worried about

you running off

with the first woman who asks

for your autograph,

if that's what you mean.

You're jealous.

Yes, I am.

I admit it.

I am really, really,

really jealous.

This whole calendar thing and

you looking like a movie star,

and women everywhere.

At first it was fine,

and then it wasn't.

I don't like it, I just,

I don't...

I don't like the way

it makes me feel.

That's perfectly normal, Hailey.

Not for me it's not.

I don't want other women

staring at you

or being interested in you.

I don't want them anywhere

near you, okay?

I don't want to have

to share you, Jonas.

Because I love you.

I'm in love with you.

So that's the truth,

and I didn't mean to just

blurt it out like that,

or put you on the spot.

That's why I called you,

that's what I wanted to say.

And you don't have

to say it back.

Really, you don't.

I have loved you since

the first moment I met you.

I have just been waiting

for you to be ready to hear it.

I love you, Hailey Dean.