Body of Proof (2011–2013): Season 2, Episode 4 - Lazarus Man - full transcript

Dr. Gross. Huh?

This is Dani. She needs
help processing a body.

Good luck with the
new job. Thanks.

Hey, I'm Ethan.

You're a doctor. Yeah.

That's impressive. Thanks.

But you got a little
fruity flake thing

on your collar there, doc.

Okay. So let's see
what you brought me.

Okay.

Wow.



So you know how to do this?

On my count.

One, two, three.

Alex Grant, 28.
Found in Hanson Park.

Guy was ice cold.

Paramedics think
it was an overdose.

Hm.

Bet you see some
crazy stuff here, huh?

You get used to it, don't worry.

I got no problem
being around the dead.

You're not one of those necro
freaks, are you? We get those.

Relax, doc. I get my
rocks off the regular way.

Oh, that's good. I mean,
that you get your rocks...

You know what? Forget about it.



Uh, so you're done.
Thanks for coming in.

And I was just
starting to like it here.

Bye.

Are you kidding
me? That's transpo?

God.

Let's see what we got here.

Snaps. Thank you.

Bullet hole?

Oh, boy.

So, what's going on
with you and Kate?

What do you mean?

Well, I saw you
talking last night

and if I didn't know
better, it looked friendly.

Why is it that you
are so comfortable

delving into my personal life,

and yet, hmm, we never
seem to talk about yours.

Well, that's just
our thing, I guess.

Ha, ha, oh, I see.

You and I have a thing?

We have a problem. You
know that body that just came in?

The, uh, 28-year-old male,
suspected drug overdose?

He has a gunshot wound
to his upper abdomen.

I'll call Bud and Sam, and
tell them we have a homicide.

How could the paramedics
have missed a gunshot wound?

I don't know, guy
looks like a user.

I mean, there wasn't much blood.

To tell you the truth, I
didn't notice it myself

until I started to undress him.

Ethan?

Okay. That's weird.

Curtis, what happened
to Ethan's body?

You mean other than
30 years of junk food,

video games and
general lethargy?

Oh, yeah, your body's a temple?

I meant the body
he's working on.

Your new transporter
brought it in.

What now? He lost it?

What's going on in here?

Seems Ethan has
misplaced the body.

Oh, wait a minute. How is
this on me? I left him right there.

Well, it's not like he
got up and walked away.

Megan, I just got off
the phone with Bud.

Ethan. Yeah?

The problem might
be the carburetor.

Call an ambulance.

Which one of your people
screwed the pooch on this one?

Hey, it wasn't one of us.

The paramedics on
the scene called it in.

Anyway, these things happen.

It was freezing cold last night.

Given hypothermia, the heartbeat

can drop to two or
three beats a minute.

It's hard to find a pulse. Plus,
it's nice to throw one back.

Let me remind you,
this guy doesn't make it,

I got a murder and
no crime scene.

But, hey, these things happen.

Coming through.

Hey, talk to me.
Who did this to you?

He shot me.

Spin him around. - Yep.

Who shot you? Who did this?

My roommate, Paul.

I came home and he shot me.

Paul Crawford.
Philly P.D. Open up.

Philly P.D. I got the left.

He's not here.

I know. I just got off
the phone with CIS.

They picked up a GPS
trace on his cell phone.

He's on the move.

Thanks, fellas. Let's go.

Okay, we're close.
Make a right at the corner.

Got it. Red SUV.

He's making a break for it.

Here we go. Hold on.

Wait a minute. We're past it.
We're past it. It's not the car.

It's the trash truck. Got him.

Get out of the truck.

Put your hands
on the windshield.

Get out. Hands
on the windshield.

What's going on?

What did I do? Now.

What did I do?

Right now. Hands
on the windshield.

He's not here.

He dumped the phone. And we
were dumb enough to fall for it.

Open up the back.

All right, it's ringing.

I hear it.

Okay.

You can hang up.

He's not gonna answer.

Paul Crawford. He's
27. Graduated Tulane.

Staffer for a Philly
city councilwoman.

This guy and Alex
were roommates?

You saw Alex. Dirty hair,
ratty clothes, track marks.

It's hard to imagine the
two of them living together.

Maybe he just has bad
luck with roommate roulette.

I won't tell you about the
guys I roomed with in college.

No, of course not.

Telling me about your
life, that's not our thing.

Maybe Alex can tell us more

when he gets out
of surgery, huh?

Don't cut into this one
until you're sure he's dead.

Oh, he's dead all right.

Probably from the
gunshot wound to his chest.

Given the ambient
temperature and the liver temp,

I'd put it between
10 and 12 last night.

Not gonna be able to
give you a slug, though.

Entrance here,
exit's at the back.

You find anything that'll tell
where this guy was killed?

That trash truck
covered a 16-block route

nowhere near his apartment.

We found these.
Probably not from the truck.

They were inside his shoes

and the rolled up
sleeves of his shirt.

I'll get Ethan to take them
to the lab for identification.

And I'm gonna drive the
trash truck route, just the same.

Okay, got a positive
for gunshot residue.

So Paul here may have shot Alex.

Now, who shot Paul?

I have to thank you
for coming down.

As soon as I heard,
I just had to be here.

I don't know if any of you have
ever worked on a campaign,

but you bond incredibly

with the people in
the trenches with you.

You become family.

Paul was family.

How long had he worked for you?

Almost two years.

He was so bright.

I mean, he didn't miss a thing.

Anyone you could think of
that might have done this?

Any enemies or conflicts
he might have had?

Oh, no. No one.

Paul was one of those people

that you can't imagine
rubbing anybody the wrong way.

I often teased him that
he didn't belong in politics.

Ms. Bennett, we
haven't yet been able

to exactly pinpoint
where Paul was killed.

Do you have any idea where
he might have gone last night?

Any council business?

No, I'm sorry.

But I can tell you this,

if there is anything
you need me to do,

any way to use my political
leverage to help you, I'm yours.

Thank you.

What is going on?

What is going on here?

What are those?

Uh, I don't know yet.

They were, um... They
found them on a body,

and, uh, if I could
figure out what they are,

then I can, you know, tell
where the body originated.

What are you doing here?

I got called into
the principal's office.

I don't think
Dr. Brumfield's happy

that I hauled the undead
in here this morning.

That wasn't your fault. Right?

Oh, no. Hell, no.

This isn't Project Runway.

It's the medical
examiner's office.

Now, I can understand a need

for a little personal
expression,

take my neckties for instance,

or Ethan's unnaturally
large head of hair.

But this? Mm-mm, it's too much.

Curtis, I think she
looks cool. You look cool.

No, look, I totally get
it. I'll fix it. I promise.

Good. Now, about this morning...

Wait, that wasn't her fault.

No, it wasn't.
Problem is, though,

when people hear about a live
body ending up in the morgue,

they all assume it's our fault,

which is why my
transporters always make sure

the paramedics double check.

I got it. I won't
even zip up the bag

till I'm sure the body's dead.

You won't even
load the bag, clear?

Good. Now get back to work.

Boy, please. She'll break
your skinny ass in half.

Two roommates, both
shot. Gotta be related, right?

Well, Alex said
he was shot here.

Paul, who knows?

That trash truck never came
within 10 miles of this place.

It's like a real-life
Felix and Oscar in here.

Who?

Felix Ungar, Oscar
Madison. The Odd Couple.

Okay. So, what's your point?

Whatever trouble came
and found these two,

you can bet it came
from Alex's world.

He's the Oscar in this equation.

He's the one we
should be looking at.

Maybe. But look what Paul's got.

Hey, any idea when we'll have
Paul Crawford's medical records?

I am trying. But he's
from New Orleans,

so getting any information

on anything that
predates Katrina

is almost impossible.
Why, what's wrong?

There's no mystery
about cause of death,

but I'm finding a whole
host of things I can't explain,

like, lymphadenopathy,
splenic infarcts,

a well-healed scar in
his upper right chest.

Hi, Peter.

There he is. There he is.

Look at how good
you look. Ha, ha.

Who are they?

My sisters. Excuse me.

Oh, not in a million years.

Peter. PETER: Hi.

Hi. LIBBY: It's so
good to see you.

Hi, what are you doing here?
You should have called me.

Nonsense. It's wonderful
that you're here, heh.

Hi, I'm Megan. I
work with Peter.

Oh, nice to meet you. I'm Libby.
And this is Diane and Nancy.

Hi. MEGAN: Hello.

Hi, we're sorry
to interrupt, really,

but Peter doesn't return
our calls or e-mails.

So we had no choice other
than to show up in person.

Wow, sounds like
an intervention.

Well, it is, of sorts.

Okay, look, I'm really
sorry I didn't return your call,

but I will call you
tonight. I promise.

No, no, no. Peter,
this is family.

You're always telling me
how important family is.

Okay, so, what is so urgent

that you needed to
come here and see me?

You do it.

You'll never guess
who's back in town.

Lizzy d'Marco.

She's only here for
three days, Peter.

So you have to act quickly.

Who is Lizzy d'Marco?
Just a girl I dated.

Oh, no, don't listen
to him, Megan.

Lizzy was Peter's great love.

Okay. Ha, ha, come on.

She's the one that
got away. Really?

Mm-hm.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

Hi. PETER: What do you got?

You wanted to know
as soon as I identified it.

It's, uh, infill. It's
used in artificial turf.

Wait a second. I drove
the trash truck route,

and there's a new
school being built

with artificial turf
in the playground.

Okay, I really have to go now.
Okay? I'm sorry. I'll call you.

You call me. NANCY: Bye.

Call us. LIBBY: Later.

Okay. Bye. LIBBY: Bye.

Bye.

This is so not over. You
do realize that, don't you?

Not for another hour or so.

Hey, dumpster's over here.

They're already half full again.

Can I help you?

Yeah, did you have any men

on this site last night
between 10 and 12?

These guys are
on the clock till 5.

At 5:01, this place
is a ghost town.

Can I ask why you're interested?

There may have
been a murder here.

Murder? Yeah.

I think I got blood.

Excuse me.

Could be from one of
the construction workers.

Yeah, it could be.

Sure. Yeah.

Hey, guys.

This can't be a coincidence.

I don't like being lied to.

All right, could we just
use a little finesse, please?

Thank you.

Could you tell the
councilwoman Dr. Murphy is here

with Detectives Morris
and Baker. Thank you.

Okay.

Can you smell that?

Guess our busy civil servant

still finds time to
have her nails done.

I'm sorry. I'm in a meeting.

Emily Burrows. Councilwoman
Bennett's chief of staff.

So, what can we do for
you? Is there any news?

Actually, yes. It turns out

that Paul may have been
killed at the new school.

You know, the one with
your picture right out front.

We're wondering why
you didn't mention it

when I asked if Paul had any
district business in the area.

I guess I didn't even
wanna consider it.

You said Paul may
have been killed there.

It's not definitive. My office is
analyzing blood found there.

Then I hope we can
avoid any element

of press involvement
until you're sure.

I'm sorry. It's the mayor.

I'm sure he wants to
extend his condolences.

You know, there's something

I've been thinking
about all morning.

There was a man who came in
here a couple times to talk to Paul,

and Paul seemed
pretty shaken up after.

That camera work?

He doesn't look friendly.

Whoa, freeze it.

I know that guy.

Name's Mike Vranitch.

Loan-sharking, numbers,
extortion, he does it all.

Did you ever ask Paul what
these meetings were about?

Well, he just said it
had something to do

with his roommate, Alex.

What did I tell you?

So did the lab get anything

from the blood
from the dumpster?

Yeah, it's a type
match for Paul,

but that's hardly conclusive.

I mean, he's O positive along
with 40 percent of the world.

So you've got them
checking the DNA...

Yeah, yeah. You
know me, I do my work.

Did you call Lizzy d'Marco?

Are you really gonna do this?

I kind of promised your sisters.

Right. Who's Lizzy d'Marco?

Just a girl I dated years ago.

Uh-uh, she was
Peter's great love.

Okay, so she was my great love.

It was the best year of my life

until her job took her
to Boston. End of story.

Oh, Peter, that's not
the end of the story.

It's not. She's back in
town. And she's single.

Yes.

What are you finding with Paul?

I am not entirely sure.

It might be an infection,
or mononucleosis,

or maybe he was
just a raging alcoholic.

Squeaky-clean Paul?

Well, we all have our secrets.

I mean, look at you
and Lizzy d'Marco.

You should ask her out.

Just take her out.
What? Okay, just...

You know you want to.

That's the hospital.
Alex is out of surgery.

The bullet nicked
his transverse colon.

Otherwise, no real damage.
Should be fine in a day or two.

Don't say I never
gave you anything.

Thanks, Scott.

Looks like a .25.

The gun in Paul's
drawer was a .22.

Maybe Paul didn't shoot Alex.

Let's ask him.

Alex, wake up, buddy.

Wake up.

Come on, pal.

Wake up. Uh, whoa. Whoa.

I learned a little trick
from an anesthesiologist.

Alex, sweetie.

Time to go to school.
Breakfast is ready.

Alex, you're in the hospital.

You've been shot, but
you're gonna be okay.

Alex, we need to know. Do
you remember what happened?

I don't know. I don't
know. I came home late.

I unlocked the
door, I walked in.

I hadn't turned on the
light, when, bam, I got shot.

Mm-hm.

I don't remember much after.

I stumbled back
outside, I guess.

You told us earlier
that Paul shot you.

Did you actually see him?

It was dark.

But did you see him?

I don't know, man.
Why don't you ask him?

Because Paul is dead.

He was shot last night.

Mike Vranitch. What's
he got to do with all this?

Were you in some
kind of trouble?

I don't wanna talk anymore.

Paul is dead because
of you, isn't he?

I don't wanna talk to
you. I want you out.

Enough.

Enough for now.

Ms. Vranitch.

We're looking for
Mikey. Know where he is?

Cops, right?

Why you gotta
always hassle Mikey?

My son is a businessman.

He tries to help the
people around here

when no one else will.

Alex Grant owed
Mike money, didn't he?

Why would I know
Mikey's business?

Well, I don't know. Maybe
because it's a family business.

You've been here
what, 40 years, right?

Never had any competition
in the neighborhood.

Even when I was a kid,

other shops that opened
up went away real quick.

Or they burned down.

Yeah. I know you, don't I?

You grew up around here.

Yeah, that's right.

And I've known Mikey long enough

to know him for
exactly who he is.

Gonna be a lot easier
on him, and maybe safer,

if you just let us know
where to find him.

Hey.

How's that brother
of yours doing?

Tell Mikey we're
looking for him, okay?

Hey. I thought you'd left.

Long day, huh? Yeah.

Ethan said the lab's close

to getting the DNA
results from the school,

so I just thought
I'd wait it out.

I keep thinking
about Alex and Paul.

It's strange, the
dissimilarities.

How do they fit?

You know, how could Paul put up

with someone like
that for so long?

I mean, he's been literally

bailing out the guy
for the past 10 years.

He might have even died
because of their friendship.

What's the connection?
What's the bond?

Lab just came back
with the DNA results.

Is it Paul's blood? Yes.

But not just Paul's. There were
two distinct DNA signatures.

So the other has
to be the killer's.

Mike Vranitch. ETHAN: No.

The other DNA belongs to
the roommate. Alex Grant.

Morning, sunshine.

Hey. What the hell,
man? Take these off.

Paul didn't shoot you. It was
the other way around, wasn't it?

No way. MORRIS: Ha, ha, way.

You got sloppy, Alex. The same
as you've been your whole life.

You left blood at the
school where Paul was shot.

DNA.

No, that can't be right. I've
never been to any school.

You know what?
Cut the crap, man.

Your blood and Paul's
at the scene of the crime.

It's a prosecutor's wet dream.

There's not a jury in the
world won't convict on that.

You owe Vranitch money.

My guess is you went to Paul

expecting him to bail
you out, as always.

But for once, he said no.

Is that why you killed him?

Maybe Vranitch was
the one who shot you.

Who knows? Maybe
you even shot yourself.

But either way, we have
got you for Paul's murder.

So hurry up, get well soon.

The senseless murder of
my beloved staff member

and colleague, Paul Crawford,

is not going to be a
scar upon this school.

Nor will it dampen my commitment

to better education
in this district.

Dr. Murphy, obviously,

the councilwoman is
busy at the moment.

She didn't want any press. Now
she's called a press conference?

We need to stay ahead of this.

Far too much of our political
future is tied to this school.

Tireless dedication.

Which is why I'm
happy to announce

that there's been an
arrest in Paul's murder.

What?

Further, I wanna
credit the ME's office

for helping to break the case

by finding DNA evidence
which led to the suspect.

What the hell is she doing?

He hasn't even been
formally charged yet.

I'm sorry. It's just politics.

Further, I want to personally

thank everyone
who's been involved

in this amazing
project. Thank you.

That was incredibly
premature and irresponsible.

You may have just
jeopardized this entire case.

You have your DNA
evidence, don't you?

Then the suspect's guilty,
end of story. Excuse me.

You're her new
obsession, you know.

You and that old flame of yours.

I'm not obsessed.

Wait a second. You
told Curtis about Lizzy?

Mm-hm.

I've been looking at
infarcted spleens for an hour.

I needed a distraction.

You do know that
we solved this case.

We know what killed Paul.
We know who killed Paul.

Oh, he just had
so much going on.

Lung lesions, diffuse
lymphadenopathy.

And my stains are positive
for Epstein-Barr virus.

If you ask me,
you don't call her.

I didn't ask you, Curtis.

Oh, I know. But
here's the thing.

Your first love gotta be

some of the most precious
memories you have,

valuable memories
you'll carry your whole life.

Who knows? Might even
be all you have someday.

Oh, thank you for that.

So let's say you
call her, you go out.

Maybe time hasn't
been good to her,

or the date doesn't go well.

Poof, your memories are tainted,

they're ruined. Forever, Peter.

It's rejection.

I didn't say the man
was gonna be rejected.

No, not Peter. Paul Crawford.

He had an organ transplant.

The transplant has been
quietly rejecting his body.

It's PTLD. It's so rare.

Wait. If Paul had a
transplanted organ,

you would've picked
that up on autopsy.

Only, his transplant
wasn't a solid organ.

It's bone marrow.

We've gotta get
to that hospital.

I'm telling you, Peter.

Too late. I already called her.

Get the cuffs off him.

No. What the hell are you doing?

I wanna see the scar again.

I know what you did for Paul.

He was dying, wasn't he?

What was it, leukemia?

Yeah, I didn't even know Paul.

And yet you donated the
bone marrow that saved his life.

Our parents went
to the same church.

When he got sick, seems like
everybody in town got tested

to see if they could be a donor.

And you were a match.

And after,

when he got better, he
always acted as if he owed me.

So that's why Paul
looked out for you.

That was the bond,
the connection?

Yeah. I took advantage of it.

Because no matter
what, I knew he'd be there.

But there is no way
I would ever kill him.

Alex, I know that.

But the cops, they
say they had my DNA.

That's because of the
bone marrow transplant.

Paul's body carried two
types of DNA, his and yours.

The only blood at
the scene was Paul's.

It doesn't tie you to anything.

No. He's still dead
because of me.

How? What do you mean?

The money I owe.

Paul went to Vranitch and
said that he'd assume the debt,

so it's still my fault.

I sure wish Dr. Hunt

had blown up our case
tomorrow rather than tonight.

I had dinner plans with Jeannie.

Tough place to grow up.

Yeah, in some ways.

I mean, we had good times,

but, uh, yeah, there were
a lot of bad influences.

Drugs, gangs, you
know, that kind of thing.

How did you escape?

Escape?

I guess my mom, really. Hmm?

You know, she made sure
we stayed out of trouble.

We had curfew, chores.

That woman literally followed
us to school every day.

Lot of good it did my brother.

What happened to your brother?

He was, uh, killed

right around the
corner from here.

He was walking home
from work one night,

somebody rolled
up on him, shot him.

They catch the guy?

Yeah, they caught him.

To this day, I've never known
the reason why it happened.

But they caught him.

Is that him?

Always knew he was a mama's boy.

Looks like you had a
good day today, huh, Ma?

Mikey. Cops.

Come on.

What the hell is this?

This is you and me,
Mikey, having a reunion.

Mikey, we got video of you
threatening Paul Crawford.

So what?

So Paul was killed
a couple nights ago.

His roommate,
Alex, was shot too.

I heard. So what?

They owed you money.

Then why would I kill them?

Where would the
profit be in that?

I don't know, maybe you
wanted to send a message

to folks who might
be a little behind.

Remind them what
a tough guy you are.

You know, I always thought

you'd end up being
something better than this.

Funny, you're exactly
what I figured you'd be.

Well, I'm still here.

Which is a lot more
than we can say

for that sad ass
brother of yours.

Keep talking, Mikey.

Say something else
about my partner's brother.

Look, I was playing
cards two nights ago.

I got at least a dozen
guys who can alibi me.

All right, come on.

Get him out of here.

Thanks for that.

Well, I figured I was
doing him a favor,

saving him from you.

I guess I should've told
you about my brother before.

Don't know why I didn't.

You told me now.

Hope you don't
think I'm stalking you.

Uh... Uh...

No. Usually my stalkers
are older, larger, more male.

You got a new uniform, I see.

Yeah, gotta keep
Dr. Brumfield happy

if I hope to work
up here someday.

Yeah. What are you doing?

Uh, we're done with Paul's body.

It's told us everything it
can. So I'm going to release it.

Need any help?

Well, I've got some pretty
technical work, involving

some highly-sophisticated
equipment here.

I don't know if
you can handle it.

Wow. Yeah, I've read about
one of those in a medical journal.

Really? You read?
Yeah, well, I'm no MD,

but maybe I could give it a try.

Okay.

I don't know. It's really...

There's a tray over
there that needs work.

How does it work? Ha, ha, yeah.

No, I'm serious.
It's not working.

Oh, um, well,
yeah, you gotta twist

the little tiny thing
at the top like this.

Oh, what'd I just do? Oh.

What did you do? Um.

More importantly, why
are you doing it in here?

Curtis, it's not her
fault, I asked her to help.

Shoot.

Give me that bottle.

There's something on his hand.

Ethan, go get a
sectioning kit. Yeah.

And, you, go get gone.

I can't figure it out.

Why I was the one who lived.

Alex, you need
to walk us through

what happened the other night.

Paul was shot at the school,

and then the killer came
here looking for you.

No, no, I wasn't supposed
to be here. I was out of town.

I just ended up
coming back early.

Maybe the killer was
looking for something else.

What was Paul working on?

Did he ever talk about
what he was doing?

Maybe, I don't know.

I didn't pay much
attention. Sorry.

What about a safe?

This isn't the nicest
neighborhood.

Where do you keep
your valuables?

Paul had a place.

Yeah, it's where he hid
stuff to keep it away from me.

I wasn't supposed
to know about it.

What are those?

Environmental survey reports.

Two sets.

One from the school,

and one from a building
site out in Ardmore.

The numbers are
exactly the same.

There is no way you'd get

the exact same
results from both sites.

- Right in here, Ethan.
- Yes, that's what I'm...

What are you two up to?

Ethan happened to make a
little discovery while you were out.

There was, uh, some kind
of substance on Paul's hand.

It was invisible

until it reacted to
some cleaning solution.

We're trying to
isolate it right now.

But here, smell this.

It's somewhere in between
paint thinner and gasoline.

Has it been identified?

It just came through
the GC mass spec.

Looks like a mixture
of hexane and acetone.

Does that make sense?

Hexane and acetone are reagents

used in the testing
for soil contaminants

like PCBs and benzene.

You can buy a test kit over
the Internet for 50 bucks.

So those reports...

Paul was testing
the soil at the school.

Well, it makes sense.
He was a cancer survivor.

He would be obsessed with
making sure that school was safe.

Councilwoman spent a lot

of taxpayer dollars
to build this place.

If this goes the way
I think it's gonna go,

this is gonna mean
a huge political storm.

I hope you have a big umbrella.

You really put
yourself in a bind.

Promising to build a new school
within a year of being elected.

That's a lot of pressure.
Good reason to cut corners.

You show me a political office

that doesn't come
with pressure, detective.

That is not a criminal offense.

This is ridiculous.

All she wanted to do
was help her district.

That's all she ever wanted.

You know what was on that land

before you started
building, right?

An electronics
manufacturing company

that dumped all sorts of
who-knows-what into that soil.

Our contractor, Kavanaugh,
filed all the required surveys.

How was it that you
described Paul, Ms. Bennett?

"He was so bright. He
never missed a thing."

Well, he didn't miss these.

He figured out

the environmental report
for the school was forged.

You need to call
Mr. Kavanaugh about this,

not Ms. Bennett.
He's the contractor.

Mr. Kavanaugh is being
brought in even as we speak.

But Mr. Kavanaugh did
not have the political clout

to expedite these forms
through the Public Safety office.

I believe that's

the councilwoman's
signature on this form here.

You still think we're
talking to the wrong person?

50 documents a day
come across my desk.

You're not the
only one she fooled.

I can't read every form.

What did you tell me?
Uh, "It's only politics"?

Your staff didn't promise
to build that school.

I'll tell you what I think.

It was either too costly,
or it was plain impossible.

The wheels were already
in motion, you had to deliver.

So you told... Kate.

What did you do?
I wanna hear that.

Do you remember what Alex
said when we first found him

in the break room, just
before he passed out?

Some nonsense
about a carburetor.

It's a funny thing about
our sense of smell,

how closely it's tied
to our memories.

Why would you think I
give a damn about that now?

I don't think what Alex
said was nonsense.

I think it was tied directly

to the last memory he
had before he was shot.

So he came home, opened
the door and smelled carburetor?

Actually, hexane and acetone,
which are the same chemicals

that Paul was using
the night he was killed.

Somehow they must've
spilled on his killer.

I remember smelling something

the first time we went
to Bennett's office.

I smell it right now.

What do you bet,
I swab your coat,

and we find, hmm,
hexane and acetone?

I think we'll hold on to this.

So when they ask him whose
idea it was to fake the reports,

who's he gonna name, Emily?

I wanna make a deal. Tell
them I wanna make a deal now.

Yeah?

What do you have to offer?

Kavanaugh. He's the
one who pulled the trigger.

He shot Paul and Alex.

But you put him up to it.

No. I only did what
had to be done.

By the time he uncovered
the contamination,

it was $50 million too late.

We would've been run out of
town for wasting that kind of money.

Her political career was
staked on that school.

My career was
staked on that school.

Emily Burrows,
you're under arrest

for the murder of Paul
Crawford. Now, let's go.

I did it for all of
us, you know that.

We could've taken the
mayor's office, the governor's.

I believed in you that much.

I believed in you.

Sure you wanna do this?

Yeah.

Donating bone marrow to Paul,

it was probably the one
good thing that I ever did.

It was something that made
me feel good about myself.

Well, Paul probably
saved hundreds,

if not thousands, of kids

who would've gotten sick
if that school had opened.

And if you hadn't saved Paul's
life, never would've happened.

I'd say that's a lot of reasons
to feel good about yourself.

I think I was given a second
chance when I woke up in here.

And I'm gonna do
something with it.

For Paul.

Hey. Mind if I have a seat?

Please don't take
this personally,

but I'm really enjoying
drinking by myself.

No problem.

What's wrong with that one?

Wasn't bad, was he?

What are you doing here?

I thought you were having
dinner with Lizzy tonight.

Yeah, I did. We're done.

And?

What happened? I thought
she was the love of your life.

We had a good time. We
had a really good time, but...

It just wasn't there
anymore? Not like it once was.

I guess that's what
I needed to find out.

So any other great
loves of your life?

Well, there might be.

I'm always willing to listen.

I don't know if I like
this new dynamic,

you digging into my life.

Maybe it's our new thing.

Oh, so now you're admitting
that we have a thing?

We've always had a thing.