CSI: Crime Scene Investigation (2000–2015): Season 15, Episode 5 - Girls Gone Wilder - full transcript

Greg painstakingly identifies a nearly-acid-consumed corpse as a luxury hotel security agent, whose access badge was stolen by someone who had been hiding in his car. It's used by Jeff Lasky, the apparently mad, yet well-prepared shooter who makes suspiciously few victims with his machine-gun at a forensic conference attended by the CSI girls and prefers being fatally shot rather then surrender to the SWAT team. Finlay's first significant date in years, software salesman Mark Perlow, gets wounded and must hide with her in the elevator, but D.B. soon realizes he can't be shot by Lasky and starts looking for the second shooter, who has an independent, yet similar motive.

# Shine #
# Won't you be my sunshine, come on #

# Waste up all my precious time #

# Your sweet smile is always on my mind #

# Won't you be my sunshine #

# Won't you be my sunshine, come on #

# Waste up all my precious time #

# Your sweet smile is always on my mind #

# Won't you be my sunshine #

# You make me nostalgic,
you're a classic, classic #

# You beat on the sweet side,
I'm-a gas it, gas it #

# So come, let me rock you
like my jacket, jacket #



# When you are comin' now, don't stop it #

# Stop it, me, I got go #
# Shine #

# Harder, harder, push it, push it #

# Little farther, farther #

# Then make it out... #

Quite the party.

All I want to do...

is relax.

Just wait for our

poolside spa treatments.

All right, we have

very big plans tonight.

What you got?

Well, first of all, we are going



to dinner at Marcienne's.

Steakhouse. Awesome.

I called ahead.

The chef is going to prepare you

your own special vegetarian dish.

Then we're going dancing at TAO,

where I got us a VIP table.

Ooh. Fun. Maybe we'll run into Kim and Kanye.

Yes.

Oh, waiter. Excuse me.

Could we have
a very nice bottle of champagne?

Finn, it's, like, barely 9:00 in the morning.

Uh, with orange juice.

Mimosas sound so good.

You guys, we have a few hours

before this conference starts.

We have to make the most of it.

Excellent.

I wonder what the guys are up to at the lab.

Ah, the smell of decomp in the morning.

Heard we got a goopy one.

Yep.

Think we, uh, drew the short straw

this weekend, huh, Dave?

Oh, come on, you guys.

Can't afford to send everybody
to the conference.

Anyway, they're all boring.

Where'd you find the body?

Abandoned construction site.

Real estate agent took one look

inside this drum and called the cops.

Killer must have used something
to dissolve the body.

I'll get this to Hodges.

Somebody didn't want this victim
to be identified.

Well, the La Tijera gang has been known

to dissolve the bodies of their victims.

Okay. Let's dump it and see what we got.

Girls are gonna be real sorry
they missed this one.

Man, I needed this.

# And we just can't get no rest #

# No, we get no rest #

# We got to relax #

# But we zoom straight down to Earth #

# And we shoot for the stars,
but they're just gonna keep #

# On falling #

# We got to relax #

# And we just can't get no rest #

# No, we get no rest #

# We got to relax... #

# CSI Las Vegas 15x05 #
Girls Gone Wilder
Original Air Date on November 9, 2014

# Who... are you? #

# Who, who, who, who? #

# Who... are you? #

# Who, who, who, who? #

# I really wanna know #

# Who... are you? #

# Oh-oh-oh #
# Who... #

# Come on, tell me who are you, you, you #

# Are you! #

Wow, it's a really good turnout.

Yeah, way better than Boise last year.

I think, like, only three people
showed up to my presentation.

Oh, Jane Snyder's here.

Hey, hey. You guys want to get
something to eat? I'm buying.

Oh, my gosh. Sara?

Yoo-hoo. Sara?

Sara, it is so good

to see you. How are you doing?

Great. How are you?

Oh, fantastic. I just signed

a deal to host a new show

on WNE, Crime Time in Primetime.

That's very clever.

Uh, these are my colleagues.

This is Julie Finlay and Morgan Brody.

Dr. Jane Snyder, but most people
just call me Dr. Jane.

You probably know that.

I've read your book.

Oh, lucky you. So if you have a copy,

I'm happy to autograph it.

Oh, no. Sorry, I forgot.

Well, I hope you're all coming

to my presentation this afternoon,

"Defending Your Evidence: How to Avoid

Getting Skewered on the Stand".

That is a great title.

I know it is.

You know, testifying is an art form.

Not all criminalists are good at it.

But I don't have
to tell you that, do I, Sara?

Dr. Jane!

Hey, Travis. Well, I'll see you guys later.

Bring the book.

I'll sign it for all of you.

All right, what is the story with you two?

We were criminalists together
back in San Francisco,

and then she switched sides.

She became an expert witness for the defense.

Did she, uh, "skewer" you on the stand?

No, no, no. Not me,

but a trainee of mine. It was his first time

on the stand, and he was nervous,

and she made him seem completely incompetent.

She questioned his protocol, his ethics...

Guess that's why those defense attorneys

- pay her the big bucks.
- Yeah, well,

in exchange for a fat paycheck,

she helped put a rapist
back on the street, so...

That is quite a display you have there.

Thank you.

It's the latest
in digital downloading software.

How does it work?

Uh, let's say you witnessed a crime,

captured part of it on your phone.

This software allows
law enforcement to download

your most recent photos and videos

right on the spot.

No access to e-mails and texts.

No need to give up your phone.

Fascinating.

I wouldn't mind a demonstration.

I think Morgan and I

are gonna go check out the new tape lifts.

Yeah. Uh, that's...

Bye.

Looking good, Finn.

Oh, thank you.

I was hoping you'd be here.

I'm getting off in a couple of hours.

Buy you a drink?

Absolutely.

Based on the narrow sciatic
notch of the pelvic bone,

I can tell you our victim is male.

What about race? Or age?

The, uh, frontal suture in
the skull is closed, telling me

that he's older than 18,

but, beyond that, I can't say.

As for race,

if you'll take a look at the maxillary bones,

you can see they have a parabolic shape,

indicating European descent.

So, adult white male, shot
with a medium-caliber pistol.

We found this bullet when we
poured him through the sifter.

Looks like he was shot execution-style.

Doc, you gonna be able to extract DNA

from his dental pulp?

No, there's a risk
of bacterial contamination.

Our best chance for DNA

is extracting marrow from the femur.

If we can get a profile,
we'll run it through CODIS.

Maybe somebody's missing our goop man here.

I can't believe you signed us up
for Snyder's presentation.

It was, like, two weeks ago.

How was I supposed to know
you had some kind of history

with Dr. Jane? I think it'll be fun.

I went on YouTube,
watched some of her videos.

I think she's gonna be pretty entertaining.

Looking for someone?

A certain vendor,

- perhaps?
- Yes,

his name is Mark, and he
is meeting me here for a drink.

Well, please be careful.

Last time you picked up a guy...

No, no, no, no.

I have known him for a very, very long time.

- Really?
- Yeah.

How do you know each other?

Well, I met him five years ago
at a conference.

We spent some quality time together,

and it's been an annual tradition ever since.

So you only see him once a year?

Well, he lives in Boston.

And the rest of the time,
you just talk and text?

It's not really that kind of relationship.

It's, um...

We're just having a good time.

That's what I wish I could do.

When a guy asks me out, I...

It's like I have to make a pro
and con list before I say yes.

That's all right. It sounds like
you're looking for Mr. Right.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Yeah. No, I just think that relationships

are really hard, and it's
just easier sometimes to...

keep it fun.

- Less of a chance
of getting hurt. - Yeah.

Not so many disappointments.

Well, that's true. But...

then you never get to make
a real connection with someone.

I mean, to be with somebody
who really gets you,

who loves you for who you are...
I don't know...

I think it's worth the risk.

Especially...

when he's as hot as that.

Bye, girls.

We're not gonna see her
for the rest of this convention.

The whole time... she's gone, she's gone.

Reduced to a jar of goop.

Not how I'd want to end up.

Pretty sure our victim didn't
want to end up that way either.

No, I plan on being meticulously embalmed,

my chiseled features perfectly
preserved for all of eternity,

before being entombed alongside
my mother in a marble mausoleum.

You've given this a lot
of thought, haven't you?

Haven't you?

Oh, I don't know. You know, cremate me.

Sprinkle me over a farm, so I can be of use.

Have you figured out

how this guy got turned into goop?

Muriatic acid.

Killer probably assumed that it
would dissolve the entire body

but didn't count on the fact
that the decomp process itself

gradually weakens the acid.

Unfortunately, you can find this stuff

in any home improvement store in the country,

so it doesn't really help us ID the killer.

DNA paid off.

Got an ID on our vic.

Paul Carson.

Security guard from Henderson.

His wife reported him missing.

Said he left for work three days ago,

never came back.
There's a BOLO out on his van.

- Do we know where he worked?
- The Mediterranean.

- Isn't that where
the conference is? - Yeah.

And get this...
according to the hotel manager,

Carson's key card was used
just a few hours ago.

So his killer could be
at the hotel right now.

Come on.

Hey, Morgan. Is anyone sitting here?

- It's all yours.
- Thanks.

Strobe lights? Really?

I told you, she puts on a good show.

I am Dr. Jane Snyder.

Yeah!

Thank you!

I am so excited to be here

to teach you how to defend your evidence.

First and foremost, the courtroom is a stage,

and it is your job

to perform!

# 'Cause I've learned to cope #

Oh... my... God.

Vicky!

It's all right.

It's over. It's clear!

It's clear!

I'll go get some help.

Vicky! Hey.

Just hang on, okay?

This is CSI Sidle.

There's been a mass shooting

at the Mediterranean Hotel
forensic conference.

Roll paramedics and PD. Code 3!

Come on, Vicky!

Come on! Come on!

Morgan...

Come on. Come on.

Morgan...

Please, come on.

She's gone.

You're good.

- You're good.
- Morgan.

- Morgan...
- Come on.

Morgan, she's gone.

She's gone.

Morgan. Look at me.

You okay?

- Are you hurt?
- No.

What the hell just happened?

How many shooters were there?

Just one. An assault rifle.

It looked like an AR-15.

- So you saw him?
- He went out the back door.

I'm gonna call Finn.

Admit it, Russell Wilson is no Tom Brady.

You're just saying that because
he's married to a supermodel.

No, I'm saying that because
he has three Super Bowl rings.

And he's married to a supermodel.

Yeah, well, at least my team doesn't cheat.

Ouch. You really know how to hurt a guy.

Aw, poor baby.

- No?
- No.

No!

- Are you...
- Yeah, I'm okay.

That doesn't look good.

Hold this really tight.

Oh, no!

Hey, Russell.

- Have you heard from the girls?
- Yeah, they're okay.

- Police are on the scene.
- Five dead.

More injured.

Is the shooter still in there?

We're still getting reports of gunfire

in other parts of the hotel.

We should get down there.

I tried. Hotel's on lockdown.

They're not letting anybody in.

I'm gonna go meet Ecklie at PD.

All right, well, what can I do?

Uh... keep-keep working the Carson case.

I mean, one thing we know
is that whoever killed him

used his key card today, at the hotel.

Yeah, so you think that
his killer is the shooter.

Get an ID. Maybe we can stop this guy.

Move. Move!

Squad Two, up.

We got two down.

Dead.

Dead. One.

All right, let's move.

Let's go ahead and send her up.

- Hi.
- SWAT leader

just called me and told me
that you refused to evacuate.

I told you to get out of there.

Shooter came in through a side door.

I'm hoping he left a print.

- I grabbed supplies from the
vendors... - Sara, the shooter

is still in the building.

Look, you survived once today.
Please don't push your luck.

SWAT has cleared the room.
There's deputies posted.

There's no way he's getting back in here.

I can help. Russell, please,
I need to do something.

All right, all right, all right.
Just... be careful

- and get out of there
as soon as you can. - I will.

Listen, I talked to Finn.

Her friend's in bad shape.

I know that. I know, I know.

Engineering is on standby.

They'll get them out as soon as it's safe.

Okay.

Hey.

Thank you for getting Morgan out of there.

Yeah. She didn't want to leave.

- Yeah, I'm sure.
- I told her

I needed her back in the lab.

Look, she's using this new software

she got from one of the vendors,
where she can download footage

from other people's cell phones.

Hopefully somebody caught
an image of the gunman,

'cause hotel surveillance went
down right before the shooting.

- You're kidding.
- Yep.

A security guard from that hotel
was murdered three days ago.

His-his key card was taken.
That's probably how the shooter

gained access to the control room.

- So he really planned this out.
- Oh, yeah.

Most spree killers fantasize for years

- before they even pick up a gun.
- Couldn't be a coincidence

the guy hit a forensics
conference. I mean, maybe

- he's got a beef
with law enforcement. - Yeah.

- What is that? - It's SWAT. We're
patched into their live feed.

Clearing floor by floor.

I'm sorry, ma'am,

there's a gunman in the building.

I know there's a gunman.

He just shot my friend.

Okay? You need to get us out
of the elevator now.

We have to secure the area
first. Stay with him.

I am doing the best that I can,

but if I do not get him to the hospital soon,

he is going to bleed to death.

They can't get in there
until it's clear, ma'am.

I understand.

Will you just hurry?!

They said they can't fix the elevator until

they get the gunman.

Which I'm sure is gonna be really soon.

Kind of romantic. Here with you.

Dim lighting.

This whole bleeding from the stomach thing

is kind of killing the mood, isn't it?

You're losing way too much blood.

A tampon?

Believe it or not,
these things were really used

in the 19th century to plug bullet holes.

Ooh.

- Ooh...
- I'm sorry.

So...

you know sports and history.

Just basic first aid.

You're doing great.

Really wish that I had
gone through with my choice

to go to med school right about now.

I wish you did, too.

Why didn't you?

I took a lecture
with this guy, Alec Jeffreys,

on DNA fingerprinting, and that was it.

I wanted to be a criminalist.

I slept through a lot of lectures.

Had a lot of fun, though.

Wish I knew you back then.

Oh, come on, I'm still fun.

Just wait till I get out of here.

I'll hold you to that.

It's gonna be okay.

Let's go, let's go.

Go!

Hands! Show me your hands!

- Don't shoot. Okay. - Get on
the ground! On the ground now!

- He needs help! Okay.
- Now! On the ground!

- On the ground now!
- Okay.

- Now!
- He needs help. Don't shoot.

- Now!
- Okay, okay.

He shot Perry.

I thought he was gonna shoot me, too.

Frame up on his face.

He's got dark hair.

According to Sara,

our gunman had long blond hair.

Well, you got to go with Sara.

She's a trained observer.

That's not our guy. Let him go.

Cut him loose. That's not our guy.

Let's go! Move, let's go, let's go!

The gunman could've shot
that guy, but he didn't.

- Why not?
- His lucky day.

- Who knows?
- No, it's got to be more than that.

It's got to be something else.
Get... Where...

Come here. Lookit.

The shooting began
in Conference Room A, right?

- Yeah.
- According to Sara,

at 4:17, the shooter comes in

through the side door here,

shoots here, here, and here

but never fires into this area.

Then he goes down the hallway here,

past B and C,

all the way to Conference Room D.

And then he shoots the place up. Why?

Why'd he skip those two rooms?

Maybe nobody was in them.

No. No, no, I checked. All four rooms,

at the time of the shooting, were filled.

I mean, that's what
a spree killer wants, right,

is a high body count?

So why not shoot up the casino,
for God's sake?

Or at least the pool area.

You're right. He's upstairs,
where the rooms are.

Doors are locked. No crowds.

And no way out.

No, no... no, this guy
is targeting these areas.

Right there.

You're saying he's looking
for specific people.

This is not a random killing spree.

Our gunman has a hit list.

She was a mom.

I noticed a C-section scar

when I did my initial exam.

That's Morgan's friend.

The one she tried to save.

Gave her CPR.

Size of a.223.

Consistent with an AR-15.

America's favorite assault rifle.

Capable of firing 700 rounds a minute.

That kind of firepower belongs in a war zone,

not on our streets.

Our killer wanted to make sure
that he hit his targets.

He didn't care who else he shot.

I wasn't aware that he was
going after specific people.

Some of these victims
were most likely collateral,

but the rest were on his hit list.

I just need to figure out
what they had in common,

so maybe we can figure out
who he's going after next.

# How could you know, how could you know #

# That those were my eyes #

# Peepin' through the floor,
it's like they know #

# It's like they know
I'm looking from the outside #

# And creeping to the door,
it's like they know #

# Now they're coming,
yeah, now they're coming #

# Out from the shadows #

# To take me to the court because they know #

# That I'll shut this down #

# 'Cause they been watching all my windows #

# They've gathered
up the warrant 'cause they #

# You understand they've got a plan for us #

# I bet you didn't know
that I was dangerous #

# It must be fate, I found a place for us #

# I bet you didn't know #

# Someone could love you this much #

Heard you found Paul Carson's van.

Yeah, abandoned in an alley
behind a strip joint

off of Fremont Street.

Yeah, that part of town, nobody's quick

- to call the cops.
- Well, the killer's smart.

Just like he thought
he'd conceal Carson's ID.

By turning his body into goop.

Yeah, he didn't want anything
to get in the way

of his shooting up the hotel today.

His wife reported him missing three days ago.

We know that Carson went to work.

So I pulled hotel surveillance,

and you can clearly see his van

parked in his usual spot.

But then I noticed something.

Check out this guy in the hoodie.

You can't see his face, and it looks like

he's walking past the van,

yet he never exits frame.

So he broke into the back of the van,

and then waited for Carson to get off work.

Drive!

And forced him to drive to
the abandoned construction site,

shot him, dumped his body into the barrel,

poured muriatic acid on him

to dissolve the body.

Then got rid of the van.

And the only image we have of this guy...

we can't make out the face?

No, but we might have his DNA.

I found this used tissue
underneath the backseat.

According to Carson's wife,

Carson was the only one who used the van.

I suppose that could've come
from the shooter's pocket.

Have Henry run that, all right?

Tell him to put it in the front of the line.

This eyewitness software is incredible.

No more scanning through
endless hours of footage.

Yeah. Finn's friend Mark was selling it.

You just punch in the time frame,

and that's the only footage it downloads.

Hopefully one of the cameras
caught the shooter.

Have you heard from Finn yet?

No, she's still stuck in the elevator.

Well, I'm sure they'll get them out soon.

Yeah.

That's the door that the shooter came in.

Damn. He's blocked behind a pillar.

All right, let me try another clip.

That must've been terrifying.

Yeah. It was.

You know, you don't have to be here for this.

I can take care of it.

I want to be here.

You know, when I heard about what happened,

I was really worried.

I just...

I'm-I'm just glad you're okay.

Thank you.

Can we, um, scroll forward, frame by frame?

I think we might get something.

That's him.

Okay, let me zoom in.

I'll isolate his face,

and run it through facial recognition.

Morgan got an I. D... Jeff Lasky.

26-year-old out of Phoenix.

I have a warrant for the guy's cell phone.

See if we can triangulate that.

That's just gonna tell us

he's still in the hotel, right?

If we tap into his Wi-Fi,

we can track him down to within a few feet.

Suspect's name is Jeff Lasky.

He's on the ninth floor, heading east.

Copy that.

Ready? Go.

There he is!

Drop the gun!

Drop the gun now!

It's over, Lasky. Drop the gun! Now!

Drop the gun now!

Shots fired! Shots fired! Suspect is down.

All right, move in. Check him.

We got him.

All right, continue sweep. Let's go!

All right, get the bomb dogs in there

and sweep the hotel. Make sure this guy

did not leave us any surprises.

Let's get Finn out of the elevator.

And give engineering an "all clear".

They got him.

They're gonna get us out of here.

Mark, can you hear me?
They're coming to get you right now.

Celine.

What?

Dion.

Show later.

Oh. Yeah.

I guess I'm more of a U2 kind of girl.

You know, uh, I saw them in Ireland.

Haven't been.

What, to a U2 concert?

To Ireland.

It was amazing.

I, uh, was there on a Eurail pass,

and I was hanging out at a bar in Dublin,

and all of a sudden U2
walked right in and they...

started...

No. Oh, God. Mark?

Come on, come on. You can do it.

Breathe, breathe.

Mark, breathe...

Mark?

He just crashed. I didn't get a pulse.

All right, we'll take it from here.

- You got him?
- Yeah.

- Get a line in him.
- Breathe, Mark.

Phoenix PD did a search of Lasky's house.

Apparently he was obsessed with the man

who murdered his wife
and daughter three months ago.

Uh, Luke Reaser.

Luke Reaser? I heard about that case.

He raped them before he killed them, right?

- That was Lasky's family?
- Yeah,

that's enough to put anybody over the edge.

Yeah, but Reaser was caught.
He's awaiting trial.

Why would Lasky go on a rampage today?

Because Reaser should've been put behind bars

a long time ago.

He raped and murdered a teenage girl

back in 2012, in Texas.

Set the place on fire
in order to cover his tracks.

The evidence wasn't strong enough to convict.

So, then he moves to Phoenix,
where he murders Lasky's family.

You know, Morgan, three of the
CSIs that were killed today,

they were from the crime lab in Dallas.

Lasky must've blamed them

for putting Reaser back on the street.

They're not the only ones he was gunning for.

Guess who testified for the defense.

Of course I'll talk to the press.

We need to give WNE
the exclusive, though. Now?

- I can take care of that.
- He was after you.

I'll call you back.

The gunman, Jeff Lasky.

Ring a bell? What about Luke Reaser?

You helped put that son
of a bitch back on the street,

and he went on to murder Lasky's family.

If I remember correctly,

the prosecution didn't have that
much evidence against Reaser.

And what they did have was mishandled.

No, no, no, no.
I talked to the lab in Dallas.

A DNA analyst transposed
two numbers on a piece of paper.

It was a simple mistake, Jane.

And someone in the lab should have caught it.

A guilty man went free because of a typo.

It was sloppy work.

Who knows what other mistakes that lab made?

You used to care about the truth.

Come on, Sara.

We're not on the same side anymore.

It's my job to poke the holes in the science.

And put on a show for the jury, right?

Luke Reaser raped
and killed Jeff Lasky's wife

and five-year-old daughter,
slit their throats,

and then dumped their bodies in the trash.

That's why Lasky went on this rampage.

11 people are dead... because of you!

I didn't put the gun in Lasky's hand.

No, you kind of did.

Lasky sent you e-mails.

He sent you threats over a month ago.

You didn't report it.

I get threats all the time.

News flash, Sara:
I'm a woman with strong opinions.

Some people just don't like me.

Uh-uh.

None of this would've happened

if you had just gone to the police, Jane.

Why don't you put that
in your press conference?

Keep me posted then.

Take a look at this.

SWAT found this man's body

in the doorway of his room on the 15th floor.

Looks like he was shot
when he opened the door.

Hotel security said it happened at 4:17.

That's when the shooting started
in Conference Room A.

Lasky couldn't have been two places at once.

I think there had to be a second shooter.

You may be right.
Got DNA off of that used tissue

I found in the security guard's van.

Jeff Lasky didn't kill him.

But DNA did come back a match to this guy,

Cliff Ballard.

I've seen him before.

Yeah, this is the guy that SWAT found

standing over a body in the hallway.

He was unarmed and acting scared,

like he was just another hotel guest.

Well, that's why Sara only saw one shooter.

'Cause Lasky was shooting up
the conference rooms

while Ballard was shooting people upstairs.

Yeah, well, SWAT let this guy go.

He's still in the hotel.

SWAT's still searching the hotel.

No sign of Ballard.

Please tell me you found something.

Actually, Ballard was a CSI.

And he just got out of prison.

Served nine years for felony fraud.

Falsifying evidence.

Yeah, didn't he work out
of the crime lab in Baltimore?

- Yeah.
- Well, I remember when he was arrested.

It was this huge scandal.

Every case he worked on
was called into question.

Well, maybe he blames his
coworkers for turning him in.

No, no, 'cause then he would've shot up

the lab in Baltimore. No.

All of Ballard's work would have been audited

by a team of forensic experts, right?

Criminalists from all over
the country, selected

to evaluate his cases.

They're the ones who put him in prison.

Could be his targets.

Let me see if I can find out
who was on that team.

I've been through all
of Jeff Lasky's e-mails,

his phone records, his
texts, his Web history.

I can't find any evidence
that he's working with Ballard.

All right, so what do we know
about our two shooters?

Lasky...

the grieving father, husband

that wanted to get even
with the murder of his family.

Ballard's the ex-con

who, presumably, is going after the people

who put him in prison.

Two different shooters,

two different agendas.

But with one big thing in common:

They both hate law enforcement.

Now, we've been assuming that the shooters

were working together, right?
What if they weren't?

So they both go on a rampage,
same time, same place?

We've been looking for
a connection between these guys

and we haven't found one,
so maybe their connection

is the conference itself.

I mean, think about this:

Once a year, CSIs and cops

from all over the country get together

at this conference.

Now, if you had a beef with law enforcement,

what better place to come than right here?

I found that list of people
who served on Ballard's audit.

That guy, right there.

That's the guy that Ballard was
standing over in the hallway.

He must've killed him
right before SWAT arrived.

Sara.

Oh, God.

She was on that team.

Notify SWAT.

I'll call Sara.

I'm on the 18th floor.

I got a text.

Cliff Ballard?

He's in prison.

I got out in August.

Give me the phone.

All right.

Now the gun.

The text telling me to come up here...

was from you, wasn't it?

I wanted to get you alone.

This woman, Linda Gage,

she was part of the review team.

You killed her, didn't you?

She helped send me to prison.

Just like you.

It was not personal.

We were just asked
to take a look at your work.

- I was a good criminalist.
- I know you were, Cliff.

You did a lot of good work over the years.

I put rapists and murderers behind bars.

They were all guilty.

They deserved what they got.

I'm sure they did, but...

you tampered with the evidence
to get the results you wanted.

I didn't have a choice.

The detectives come to you.

They want a slam dunk.

Evidence isn't always like that.

It's a lot of pressure.
I've been there many times.

Convictions hinge on conclusive evidence,

and if you don't have enough,

you feel like a failure.

I had to do something.

I understand.

It's natural to want
to help the case along, to...

You don't understand.

If you did, you wouldn't
have helped send me away!

Cliff, wait.

You treated me like a criminal.

Destroyed my life!

Move!

You okay?

You okay? You good?

- Okay?
- Thank you. Yeah.

Shots fired, shots fired.

Suspect down.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Nurse said you were out of surgery

and that you needed a visitor.

Yeah. I got to the Pearly Gates.

They sent me back.

I'm glad they did.

You saved my life.

Well, buy me dinner.

We'll call it even.

Deal.

So, the doctor said

that you're gonna need some time to recover.

And that you cannot fly back

to Boston for at least two weeks, so...

I was hoping that maybe we could...

hang out.

You know, when you get back up on your feet.

You mean date?

Yeah.

Like, uh, dinner and a movie

and a good-night kiss.

As you know, dating
sometimes can turn into a...

...a real relationship.

I'm willing to risk it.

Me, too.

Hydrogen peroxide.

To clean off the blood.

Thank you.

We always wear gloves
when we go to the crime scene.

You know? We're never there,

there, when it, when it actually happens.

I know.

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

Ballard wanted you dead, and...

if SWAT hadn't been there...

But they were.

Finn called.

She said

they still have that VIP table at TAO.

What do you think?

Dancing, tequila...

Yeah. Tequila sounds pretty good, yeah.