Beauty and the Beast (2012–2016): Season 1, Episode 3 - All In - full transcript

Nine years ago,
I witnessed my mother's murder.

I would have been killed, too,
if it hadn't been for Vincent.

I was part of an experimental
special forces group.

Their goal was to create
the perfect super soldier.

They made us stronger,
faster, better.

But something went wrong.

They gave orders
to kill us all.

Somehow I survived and have
been in hiding ever since.

Until a case brought me
back to him,

but also alerted the group
that experimented on him.

Now we're both in danger.



And our best chance at survival
is if we save each other.

♪ Beauty and the Beast 1x03 ♪
All In
Original Air Date on October 25, 2012

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

A law clerk leaving
in the middle of the afternoon?

My college roommate's surprise
party is tonight, Your Honor.

See you bright and early.

- Bye.
- Don't drink too much.

Oh.

♪

♪

♪ Leave the lights on...

Yeah, I'll check you out
online tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

Hey.



Do you not have a job?
What are you doing here?

Okay, I know it's
risky. It's just,

I have no other
way to reach him.

I can't go to
the warehouse.

He doesn't have a
phone, no e-mail.

Yeah, no Twitter, either.
You know why?

He can't have
any followers.

Everyone needs
to believe he's dead,

or he will be for real.
Okay, it's just, we said

that we'd be in touch,
and I haven't heard

from him in, like, a week, so...
What?

He hasn't called?
You know they say

if you haven't heard
from him in three days,

he's just not that into you.

JT, I...
I'd move on.

Do you not understand
what's going on here?

He is a genetically-altered...

killing machine...

That is why I'm here.

You're not the only one who
worries about him, okay?

I hadn't heard
from him. I just

wanted to make sure
that he's okay.

He's fine.

Okay.

Why are you still
standing here?

Can you just
give this to him?

"How are you?"

You risked this
for a "how are you?"

Just sign all of our death
certificates, "How are you?"

♪

♪ Always thought
you could be more like me ♪

♪ More like me...

Maybe next,

we should break in the...
kitchen.

Heather.

And... you are not Brian.

Josh.

Josh. Josh.

Great digs.

Uh...

yeah.

Okay.

What are you doing home?

Uh, we are low

on the assignment rotation,

so I thought
I'd get a workout in, which...

you clearly did.

I am so sorry.
No.

No, it's okay. You're making
yourself comfortable

in your new apartment.

Yeah.

Speaking of, Dad wants to know

who you're bringing
to the wedding.

He thinks you're not
filling out the RSVP card

because of the plus one.

I am busy.

It takes five seconds
to lick the envelope.

What about that cute
medical examiner you work with?

Evan? He is a total player.

You like players.

I do not like anyone right now.

Just invite someone
because Dad's freaked out.

He thinks you're going
to be alone forever.

It's work.
I need to get in the shower.

Can you make sure
that Josh is not in it?

I'll tell Dad it's in the mail.

I just walked in

on my sister and a friend
christening my apartment.

Ooh, I'd charge
extra rent for that.

Not quite as salacious.
Hit-and-run.

Why is Joe here
for a hit-and-run?

Well, it looks like a homicide.
Victim's Judge Hanson.

The immigration judge?
Yeah, they played squash together.

Hanson helped Joe's
housekeeper get her papers.

Hey, it's the
Estrogen Squad.

That's still as hilarious

as the first ten times

you said it, Wilansky.

Security cameras
missed a direct visual.

Law clerk caught
the whole thing.

The driver went straight for him,
Lieutenant?

then reversed back over.
Thank you.

Sounds personal.

Personal and
merciless and gross.

Clerk got the plates.

Car's registered
to an Iris Sodkovic.

She's a waitress
at the Club Veraban.

Sodkovic. Veraban.
They both sound like

they could have been cases
of his.

Sodkovic was.

The judge just deported her
brother three days ago.

Oh, so maybe a little
sisterly payback?

Sounds like it. Address on the registration.
We're on it.

Uh, Wilansky and
Boggs are point.

Of course, we miss
the high profile case.

Nothing personal.
They're up in the rotation.

You two, back them up
on the arrest.

Blood and tissue
along here.

Engine's still warm.

She must have just gotten home.

Hey, we're gonna
go around the back.

Uh, we got this. Just call
for an impound and sit tight.

Can you believe I had to partner
with that guy for two years?

Strange to mow someone over with
your own car and not even wipe

the blood off the fender.

Well, maybe Iris is inside
getting a paper towel.

It's Vargas. I need a tow
and forensics team on standby.

Hey, Tess, isn't that, uh...?

You Iris Sodkovic?

NYPD, stop!

Stop!

Please, please.
I have green card.

You're under arrest for the
murder of Judge Brian Hanson.

What? He-He's dead?

She said she has a green card.
What?

If she murdered a judge,

why would she be
worrying about that?

Uh, I'd worry about
having a green card, too.

Prison in Bosnia
probably makes prison

here feel like
a five-star resort.

Yeah, but it seemed like she
didn't even know he was dead.

Look, as much as I'd like
for Wilansky to actually have

to work to close this thing,
it feels like a slam dunk.

Driver reversed
over the judge.

We assumed it was
to finish the job, but maybe

he knew there were cameras,
and he wanted the plates seen

so that he could frame Iris.

Frame Iris?

Cat, this is not our case.

Even though we're the
ones who took her down.

I'm gonna remind him.

Iris?

I'm Detective Chandler.

We sort of met
earlier today.

Where were you

at 4:00 this
afternoon?

Walking home.

Was there anyone with you?
No.

Is there anyone
who can corroborate?

Was there a witness,
someone who saw you?

I... I can't.

Why not?

I can't help you
if you don't talk to me.

Okay.

(siren wailing

Heather?

Heather?

So you and Catherine have
decided to keep in touch?

Carefully.

So now

I'm your carrier
pigeon, passing notes

like I'm back
in high school.

What?

Apparently not tonight.

She's here?
So "carefully" means

not careful at all. Got it.

JT, come on.

Hey.

Hey.

I got your note.

What note?
You already wrote her back?

Vincent, how do you know?
I saw her.

Where? When?

Who?

Around 4:00
on 123rd.

123rd-- that is her apartment.

That's near school.

But seriously,
who are we talking about?

A suspect in a case.

That's what
you're in touch about?

You gonna start
going on stakeouts?

No.

I saw Catherine arrest

a woman who was
innocent, okay.

I thought she should know,
that's it.

Wait. You-you saw me arrest her?

And earlier, at the school...?

Have you been following me?

After the attack last week,
I've kept tabs, yeah.

Okay.

We're all gonna die.

I'm getting a Tums.

Um... well, did you see
what she was doing?

She was walking, alone.

Um, she had a paper bag.

What was in it?
Where-where was she going?

I don't know, okay?
I'm not Batman.

I don't watch over
the citizens of New York.

No, it's just... it's
frustrating. I had this feeling

she was innocent,
and now you've confirmed it.

You're a witness,

but you can't come forward.
No,

I can't, okay?
I can't get involved.

Exactly, so stop writing notes.

Thanks for the confirmation.

♪ Well, she's without

♪ The money in paper

♪ Sat around...

♪

Autumn cleaning?

Medical Examiners Association's

paying me a visit.

Turns out that my old assistant

wasn't filing the paperwork
the right way.

Is it a big deal?

Well, they've been known
to bring down the hammer,

send an M.E. off to--

what's the American version
of Siberia?

Well, I hope
that doesn't happen.

What would I do without you?

I'm sure you'd survive.

What's up?

Uh, Hanson case.

Did CSU's come in
with any prints or hair

or any odd personal items
from the vehicle?

Nope.

Guess it's low-priority with
the perp already in custody.

But we're waiting for
DNA results from the car.

What about the autopsy
on the judge?

He was just here.
Bloody mess.

You know what two tons of steel
can do to a man's insides?

But now look-- so clean,
you can see yourself.

How about seeing anything that
might suggest a different theory

or suspect?

Is this his stuff?

What are you doing?
I am

dotting my I's
and crossing my T's.

Aren't they Wilansky's
I's and T's?

V&P Valet.
17 East 34th Street.

That's the same block
that Iris worked at.

What are you thinking?

Well... maybe Iris and
the judge were connected

by more than just her
brother's deportation case.

I take it you're
not the pizza guy.

Not that he would ever
bring pizza in here.

Who was bartending
two nights ago?

Sam. He's right
over there.

What can I do for you?

Your valet's not here yet.

Do you guys use, uh...

this company?
We do.

Do you recognize him?

The judge who was
recently murdered?

Yeah, he's been in here
a couple of times.

He was murdered?
Hit-and-run.

The stub was in his pocket.

Wow. Um...

let me get the owner for you.
Yo, Dane!

Yeah?
Up front!

Please.

You, uh, do you
remember this guy?

Yeah. It's, uh, Iris's guy.

What about him?

He's dead. And Iris
is accused of murdering him.

Were they in a...
relationship?

Uh... I don't know if
you'd call it that.

I mean... she
worked him, but...

Because of her
brother's case?

She couldn't get
over the fact

that she'd gotten a green
card and he'd been denied.

Hey, look, I don't want to get
anyone into any trouble, but,

uh, I did see him and
Iris have an argument

by the bathrooms a
couple of nights ago.

I don't know what it was about,
but she was pissed.

After her brother's ruling.

Okay, so the press were
all over the Hanson case,

and I swear Wilansky got Botox'd
just for photo ops.

So, where are you,
'cause I'm about to puke.

Yeah, don't do that.

Thank you.
I'll let myself out?

I am at Iris's apartment.

What?!

Wilansky will kill you
if he finds out.

I went by the club

that she works at.

Turns out her and Hanson
were in a relationship.

Okay, so now she has
two motives to kill him:

her brother's case
or some lovers' quarrel.

Or...

maybe it's a third party.

Maybe an ex-boyfriend

or one of the judge's
old girlfriends?

This isn't our case.

Yeah, but I don't think
she did this.

Why, 'cause she's a cute girl?

You don't take her seriously

as a criminal,
just like Wilansky

doesn't take us seriously

as detectives.

Tess, I am not the enemy.

And... there's a men's
extra large shirt in here.

Judge Hanson wasn't
an extra large.

Wilansky's coming
over to gloat.

I got to go.

Did you watch and learn?

It's okay, it's okay.

I'm a police detective.
You're safe.

My name's Catherine.

What's your names?

Do you speak English?

M-My name is Cena.

She's Mila.

♪

What now?

Okay, I know you
don't get involved,

but I-I need your help,
just this once.

It's about the case, Iris...
I'm not Batman,

remember?
You say that,

but... those six cases
I found of you saving people...

Yeah, I go out at
night sometimes.

If I stumble across
something, I will help out,

but I don't go
looking for it.

Iris has two little sisters,

and one of them is sick--
she can hardly breathe.

So take her to the ER.
They're here illegally.

I take them to the ER, they'd get
reported, they'd get sent home.

I can't, okay?
I can't be seen.

I would be putting you,
me and JT at risk.

Okay, but you won't be seen,
because they're in hiding, too.

Vincent, please,
you're a doctor.

I was a doctor.

I'm sorry.

Do you remember
what that was like?

Helping people?

Just this once.

Cena? Mila?

It's Catherine.

I brought a doctor to see you.

It's okay.

He's here to help.

Um...

I'm just gonna
sit right here, okay?

I need you

to put this under your tongue.

It's okay.

It's okay, see?

See?

Yeah, it's okay.

It's okay.

Stethoscope.
Yeah.

Okay, I'm gonna need her
to lean forward.

Okay.

Deep breaths, okay?

Okay.

Thank you.

Take this.

103.

I'm gonna have
to get ahold of JT.

You have a phone?

Hey.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Okay, look, listen,

you got a pen?

Okay, write this down
before you react, okay?

I'm gonna need a nebulizer,
.05% albuterol.

100 milligrams cephalexin
q.i.d. for ten days.

Yeah, and... oral
prednisone, 7.5 migs.

Get them from
the university lab, okay?

There you are.

Yeah. I just...
Don't tell me

you went to the
impound, too.

No. Wait, did you?

Yeah, turned out MEA's
quite thorough.

They kicked me out of my own
lab for the past eight hours,

so with no place else to go...
Did you look at Iris's car?

No. I went to the impound to
check out last year's models.

Okay, did you find anything?

Some dandruff, some dirt

and 13 different
sets of partials.

That's a lot of people
in her car.

Well, she worked
at a high-end club.

She probably got
valet service.

But you know Iris
confessed, right?

She did what?

Iris, why did you confess?

Tomorrow is arraignment.

The lawyer says

plea is best.

Ten years instead of life.

Ten years?!

You're innocent.

I found your sisters.

I know about
Mila and Cena.

What did you do with them?
They're safe.

No one else in my department
knows about them.

Mila was sick when I found her,

but a doctor friend
is taking care of her.

They're who you
were coming home to

when the judge
was killed, right?

They're your alibi,
but you can't tell anyone?

If they come here,
they will be put back to Bosnia.

Probably killed.

There is no alibi.

I did it.

I know you didn't.

But whoever did knew
you'd make a great suspect.

Who knew about you
and Judge Hanson?

That we were friends?

Your coworkers thought it was
a little more than that.

Who-- Dane?

I never slept with the judge.

I just make friends,

trying to stop him from
deporting my brother.

How'd you know
I was talking about Dane?

We were together.

I told him nothing was going on
with the judge,

but he didn't believe me.

He was very angry.

You think he did this?

Which means you didn't.

I need you.

I have a signed confession
that's now tainted

because a cop repeatedly spoke
to a perp

behind the back of counsel.

Iris was confused.

Cat, is there something
that you're not telling us?

I haven't found anything
definitive yet.

This fishing expedition
ends here.

You're home till further notice.

Need your gun
and badge.

And, Vargas,

you knew about this, too?

She didn't do
anything, Joe.

Lieutenant.

And she knew enough
about what you did.

Desk duty, rest of the month.

You're both
dismissed.

Tess.

I am so sorry.

It's just, uh, Iris, she...

You're still on this?

Look, believe me,

I wish Wilansky
got this wrong,

but this is how it works
and these are the rules,

so next time you decide
to take a swan dive

off the cliff, don't forget,
you're dragging me with you.

No, I know that, of course I do.

Do you?

'Cause I know you carry
a lot of baggage, Cat--

questions about
your mom--

and you disappear inside
yourself, and I get that,

but lately you've
been off the rails--

going to Iris's apartment
without telling me,

going M.I.A.
for the night.

I know for a fact that this
woman is innocent, Tess, I do.

You're suspended and
I'm on desk duty.

You need to drop this now.

Hey.

Shh.

I didn't mean to scare you.
You are lucky

I don't have my gun.

What happened?

Are the girls okay?

The day of the hit-and-run,
the girls saw a man come

into Iris's apartment
and take her keys.

What?

They used Iris's car
to kill the judge?

Yeah, they said
they couldn't see who he was

through the vent,
but they said he had

a knife in his arm.

Probably meant hand.

I wonder if it was her boss.

They were a couple, but
when I talked to him,

he acted like she was
just another employee.

In fact, he was
jealous of the judge.

So you think he did this?
Yeah, but

there's nothing I
can do about it.

I'm suspended.

I have no badge,
I have no gun.

I can't even
get a warrant

to find her keys,

but I don't need one to
get into Dane's club.

Maybe I could find
Iris's car keys.

Wait, you're gonna go alone
without your partner?

I'll be fine.

Hey, uh...

thank you for coming through.

♪ I am titanium

♪ I am titanium

♪ I'm bulletproof,
nothing to lose ♪

♪ Fire away, fire away

♪ Ricochet, you take your aim

♪ Fire away, fire away

♪ You shoot me down,
but I won't fall ♪

♪ I am titanium

♪ You shoot me down

♪ But I won't fall

♪ I am titanium...

I'll be right back.

♪ I am titanium

♪ I am titanium...

Dane.

What the hell
you doing in here?

Looking for you.

In my desk?

♪ Fired at the ones who run...

Needed a pen.

So it turns out
that you're Iris's ex-boyfriend.

Any reason you
didn't mention that?

Because I knew it would lead
to this kind of BS,

which isn't exactly
great for business.

I have two eyewitnesses

that saw a man on Tuesday

taking Iris's keys
out of her apartment.

I'm betting
they'll recognize your face.

The hell they will.

I got 200 witnesses
that confirm

I was here all day Tuesday.

So why don't you
turn around?

Let me watch you walk
that skinny little ass

the hell out of my club.

Charming.

♪ I am titanium...

Did you do this?

Did you
do this?

I let you get away
with a ton of crap.

No, I'm not taking the fall.

Who was that
on the phone?!

You just called
someone.

Who was it?

Oh, my God, oh,
my God, oh, God.

He is fine.

He does not
look fine.

What are you doing here?

You said you didn't have a gun.

I also said

that I would take
it from here.

Look, he called someone after
you left his office, okay?

It was
about the girls.

It sounded like it was
to whoever did this.

So you thought you would beat
the information out of him?

This, this is why
I don't get involved.

You're right, I shouldn't
have asked you,

but you're the one
who left me the note.

So, what are you saying,
that I shouldn't have?

No, I just...

I can't figure out how
this is supposed to work.

I can't go to your
loft, but you can

just show up at my work.

I can't call you, but JT
has your phone number.

It's a burner
for emergencies.

Oh, my God.

Tess was right.

I have swan dived so
far off the cliff.

This guy is
unconscious.

I said he would be fine.
And it is

all on your terms,

which means I'm
alone in it.

Yeah, well, join the club.

Yeah, they said
they couldn't see who he was

through the vent, but they said
he had a knife in his arm.

He was murdered?

Look.

Thank you for the
medical consult.

Truly you saved
that girl's life,

but I've got to go by the
book to see this through.

I will take it from here.

First of all,
I am sorry.

I will never treat you
like a non-partner again.

You could ditch
me for a week

and still be the best
partner I ever had.

All right,
what's going on?

Okay, you remember how Iris--
she didn't seem

like she knew anything about
the judge being murdered?

That's because
she didn't.

She was going home to see
her two little sisters.

Why didn't she
just say so?

They're here illegally,
she's got them in hiding.

She thinks
they're gonna get deported

just like her brother did,

and I think that they were
smuggled here by Sam.

Bartender guy?
Yeah,

and apparently coyote guy.

In '09
he was brought up

on charges of smuggling people
in from Eastern Europe.

Guess who
the presiding judge was.

Hanson.

So this was some
kind of retribution?

More like insurance.

So Sam panics.

He sees Iris cozying up to the
judge who almost put him away.

He gets nervous that
she's giving him up

in order to get favorable
treatment for her family,

so he wants to
shut them both up.

He kills the judge
and he frames Iris.

And we prove this how?

Sam's nasty bar spittoon.

I snagged it from
the club tonight.

I'm banking that Evan will
find DNA that matches

one of the DNA samples
found in the car.

Oh. Our warrant's working.

This is Vargas.

We've got the location
of Sam's phone.

123rd. He's at Iris's apartment.
He's going after the girls.

We have to tell Joe.

What the...?

What the hell is going on?
I thought she was suspended.

Well, looks like you took down
the wrong perp, Wilansky.

All right, Unit One Charlie.

One Charlie. Looking for?
White male

mid-20s, medium build,
brown hair.

Presumed armed,
definitely dangerous.

He might have two little girls as hostages.
All right,

let's move. Move.

And remember the knife
tattoo on his arm.

Move.
Go, go, go.

You better be right.

Chandler.

Hey. It's me.

I got the guy who did this.
What?

Don't worry,

he's conscious, okay?

I'll hold him till you get here.

Where are you?

I'm at Iris's.

JT has the girls.

Okay. We're already here.

You need to get out now.

Go, go, go!

Go left!

Clear!

Hey, this place
is empty. What's up?

They must have heard us. They're
somewhere in the building.

All right, fan out!
Let's go, let's go!

Let's sweep the rest
of the building!

Stop!

He's out, he didn't see you!

Vincent, stop!

We need him alive.
I prove that he's guilty,

Iris goes free.

Stop.

Vincent.

Vincent, those girls
are okay because of you.

You saved a child's
life yesterday.

What the hell?

How'd you disappear
and suddenly have the guy?

That's female
energy for you.

We placed the perp
in Iris's car

at the time of impact

thanks to DNA material,

which you asked Evan to test,

even though it wasn't your case.

We were backup.
Which turned out to be

chewing tobacco,

which matched the chewing
tobacco that you stole

from a club
that you entered

without a warrant or a badge.
Okay,

but on the other hand,
we tracked Sam

to Iris's apartment
with an actual warrant...

Hold on.

And based on protocol,

with these infractions,

she should be demoted...

to garbage.

Is that code for something?

It's code for garbage.

Come on, Joe,
she broke the case.

She broke a lot of
rules, but on behalf of

my friend Judge Hanson...

I'm glad you did.

But as head

of this department, rule is...

I got to give you desk duty.

One week.

Nice work.

I spoke with a caseworker
at the State Department.

I explained to them that
your sisters are key witnesses

in a high-profile prosecution.

He thinks
we can get them asylum.

I didn't want to expose
them, Iris, truly, but...

I didn't have a choice.

You saved their lives.

Not just me.

♪

♪ If you don't know

♪ Don't ask...

Hey. How'd the inspection go?

Are you celebrating?

I believe I am,
if drinking to excess

in the privacy of my lab
qualifies as a celebration.

So, it went well?

Everything was in order.

No demerits.

Inspector Man barely made eye
contact with me as he left

the door.

You know, I didn't think
I was nervous,

yet I find myself flooded
with relief.

Me, too.

Who would I rope in to
my off-the-grid investigations

if not you?

Well, come any time.

My door is always open.

I went to the morgue.
The samples were there.

Just as you suspected.

We'll understand more once
these are analyzed, but...

it's now confirmed--

Vincent Keller
is very much alive.

And Catherine Chandler
is going to bring him to us.

It's time to act.

♪

♪ Here comes the moment
now it's all changed... ♪

I'm fine.

How are you?

So, how are
the girls?

They're good.
Thanks to you.

That little one was funny.

It felt good, you know.

Helping.

Worth the risk?

Yeah.

Although, uh, JT is
developing an ulcer.

Well, luckily,
you can treat that.

You know, I think I've had
unrealistic expectations.

That you can...

communicate or be
in the outside world.

I wish I was
Batman, too.

I just wish you were
a normal guy.

Ouch.

That was not
what I meant.

Without all the baggage.

Okay. What I am trying
to say, badly, is that...

I get it.

In order to be in contact
with you,

it has to be on your terms.

It's just...

you know, it's hard.

But I'd like to make it work.

Then maybe we need
to revise the terms.

Just in case.

You want to help again.

Okay, here's one:

a week can't go by
without one of us reaching out

to say, "I'm still alive."

Fine.

But my place?

You can't go there.

Unless it is a dire emergency.

How am I supposed to know what
qualifies as a dire emergency?

You call me and you ask.

Don't get too excited.

It's only good
for three more days.

Then what happens?

Then...

we play that one by ear.

♪ Whoa-oh-oh

♪ Whoa-oh-oh

♪ You got to save yourself

♪ So you can find a way
to save someone else ♪

♪ It won't make any difference
if we don't know how ♪

♪ We all need help, whoa-oh-oh

♪ Whoa-oh-oh

♪ You got to save yourself...

Hi, Dad.

It's me. Um...

I talked to Heather.

I am sending you my RSVP card.

No plus-one, but...
that does not mean

that I am alone in the world.

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