Diagnosis Murder (1993–2001): Season 6, Episode 18 - Never Say Die - full transcript

Dad?

Hi. Pick a card.

Dad, the movie starts
in 20 minutes.

We're the only two people
on the planet

who haven't seen it.
Let's not be late.

Doesn't matter if we're late.

The picture's three hours long

and the ship doesn't
sink till the end.

But it's more than that.

It's the grandeur
of the whole thing.

It's the style and elegance
of simpler times.



It's the bittersweet romance...

It's... it's my phone.

Sloan.

Yes, Captain.

Well, I'm in homicide, remember?

A restaurant brawl's
not exactly my department.

What do you mean, my restaurant?

What?

Steve, I don't want
to interfere,

but you spend
a lot of time
with Tommy...

Try to hear his side.

Better be good.

I barely got him off
the last assault charge.

Hey, guys.



It wasn't Tommy's
fault... really.

Really?

Yeah, that guy over there.

The giant.

He starts really ragging on me.

"Give me this,
give me that, hurry up.

This food's not worth it."
You know.

What, he insulted the food,

so Tommy hit him?

No, Tommy hit him because
the guy tried to hit me.

So Tommy hit him first?

No, Tommy got
in the middle of it,

but then the guy
took a swing at Tommy,

and he ducked.

By the way, excellent move.

Thanks.

Then when he gets up...

Sounds like simple
self-defense to me.

Simple self-defense?

There are other ways to solve
things like this, Tommy.

You should have let
Jesse handle it.

Steve, are you kidding?
That guy's a monster. I...

Steve is right.

There are other ways we

could've handled this;
we could've...

- Called the police.
- Could've called the police.

That would've been one
way to handle this.

- Look Steve, I'm really sorry...
- Look, Tommy, don't.

I've heard it all before.

I vouched for you
in court, remember?

This is just the kind of mess

that got you in trouble
in the first place.

I'll tell you what, tough guy.

I got just the place for you.

Tomorrow, 7:00 a.m. sharp.

You want to stay out of jail,
you be there.

When I hire a sparring partner,

I expect him to show up on time.

I'm not a sparring partner.

Of course he's not, Flynn.
I mean, take a look at him.

He ain't no fighter.

Tommy.

Over here.

Should've known you were one
of Kelly's delinquents.

Tender new meat for
the kiddie program.

All right, all right, all right,

knock it off, knock it off.
- What?

Tommy, get over here.

Now!

Oh, that's a nice move, Blondie.

I can't wait to see the rest.

Okay, hot shot, back to work.

Keep away from Flynn
and his boys.

He started it.

Just keep away
from Flynn and his boys.

So what am I supposed
to do here?

Whatever he says.

Tommy, this is Kelly...
He owns the gym

and, uh, for the time being,

he owns you.

Whatever he says goes.

You got it?

Yeah, whatever.

Welcome to the
Never Say Die Gym, Tommy.

"Never Say Die"?

What's that supposed to mean?

Oh, you'll find out soon enough.

I should've brought
him here first

- before the restaurant.
- Don't worry.

We'll put him to work.

Great. He's all yours.

Let's get one thing straight

up front, kid...
I'm not your babysitter.

You're here to work off
your community service hours.

You apply yourself,
follow the rules,

we'll get along just fine, okay?

Yeah, right.

You ever done any boxing?

Never even had gloves on.

Steve says you handle yourself
pretty well, though.

Yeah, a lot of good
that's done me, huh?

Oh... man.

All right, neutral corner.
Come on.

- You okay, kid?
- I'm okay, I'm okay.

Not bad... for a lucky punch.

Why don't you shut up,
big mouth.

You're the one
sitting on your butt.

There you go.

All right.
Deep breath.

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

That was a nice right.

That's Maddie.

Madeline, actually,
but don't call her that

unless you want to go
a few rounds with her, huh?

Doug's gonna have a hard time
living that one down.

That's her older brother Doug.

They're part of the "at risk"

juvenile program
we got running here.

"At risk"?

I'll talk to you more
about that later.

You're going to do
some work with the kids.

Right now, there's
the locker room.

Go on. I'll meet you
in there in a minute.

So, what do you think?

His kind of problems
are nothing new around here.

Foster home, youth camp...

probation for...?

Assault and battery...
Three counts.

I don't know, buddy.

We're starting kind of late.

I wish we had him in here
five years ago.

Yeah, I know. I've just
got a feeling about him.

With some work on
that short fuse,

I still think he can
turn himself around.

Okay. That's
good enough for me.

You know how I feel.

Mmm. Never say die, huh?

That's right.

All right, pal, thanks.

Call me if you need me.

You bet. Take care.

Okay, let's get to it.

See those cartons?

That's a month's supply
of Sportschem energy drinks.

Sportschem?

They're one of the sponsors
for our "at risk" program.

Anyways, the drinks need
to come out of those cartons

and get stacked in the cabinet.

Then you can go mop up the head.

Hey, I ain't no janitor, man.

Besides, I thought
your whole deal here,

this whole program,
was about boxing.

This program is about a lot more
than just boxing, Tommy.

It's about discipline.

It's about self-control.

And right now, it's about
putting those drinks away.

So what happened to you, anyway?

What makes you
think anything
happened to me?

Car accident.

Ended my boxing career

and started me
in the gym business.

I can still handle myself,

if that's what you're thinking.

Look what we have here.

You got the new kid

on a training routine
already, Kelly?

Hey, don't strain
yourself, Blondie.

Those drinks look real heavy.

- Very funny.
- This is Tommy.

He's going to be
working here a while.

Yeah, we already met...
Looking for Sloan

and your little kiddie program.

Wanted to fight
Maddie or something?

You know what?
I don't think

that he's tough
enough for Maddie.

I don't think that he
could handle Maddie.

Okay, Peter,

you've had your fun.

Flynn, tell your boys here

to save it for the ring.

He's not in the ring now.

What he does outside of it
is his business.

Look, I'm just
worried that this
overgrown juvie

ain't gonna clean up any better

than the last delinquent
Sloan dragged in here.

Now, why don't you show me

how you clean the
toilets, Blondie.

Now!

Look, I don't know
what your problem is, bud,

but I'm going
to tell you this once...

You stay out of my face.

How about I rearrange your face?

I said that's enough!
Back off!

Both of you!

All right...

save it for the ring.

You hear that, Blondie?

In the ring, anytime!

Ooh, excuse me.

Sorry about that, Kelly.

Just put it on my bill.

Why do you let jerks like that
in here?

Because I need them, that's why.

I can't afford to be choosy...

Not if I want to pay the rent
and keep my program running.

So get used to it.

The self-control
part of your program

starts right now.

I can see you're going
to take a lot of work.

Whoa-whoa-whoa! Easy!

Geez! Where'd you kids
learn to hit like that, anyway?

Kind of had to.

Tough neighborhood, huh?

Tough stepdad.

Come on, Bobby.
Move, move.

That's it. Move.
Make him work. Make him work.

Make him move. Come on.

Hit him!

That's it, that's it, that's it.

Spin out. Spin out.

Don't take the body shots.

Spin out, Bobby! Come on!

Come on, Bobby.

All right, all right, back off.

Get up, Bobby.

All right, Peter, that's enough!

You're supposed to be sparring!
He's hurt!

Come on! Leave him alone!

Hey-hey, hey,
that's it, that's it.

That's my boy.

Did you see that?

Yeah, where I come from,

tactics like that
are used by thugs, not boxers!

Where you come from,
the boxers ain't worth

the spit on my mouthpiece!

So who's next?! Come on!

Let's get somebody
in here who can fight!

For a little guy,
he sure talks big, doesn't he?

Doesn't he ever quit?

What? What'd you say, Blondie?

Why don't you leave those little
kids alone and come up here?

I got something for you.

Tommy, don't.

Okay, okay...

bring the kids with you.

I know you're going
to need the help.

Doug, lend me your gloves
for a minute.

Why?

Just... he's not
going to let up.

I might as well
just get this over with.

All right, Blondie!

Come on!
Time to go to sleep, baby!

Tommy!

Aw, that's too bad, Blondie.

I was looking forward to putting

- your lights out!
- All right, that's it!

Get him out! He's through here!

I don't take that crap
in my gym!

- Come on, let's go.
- Why don't you come
throw me out yourself, gimpy?

Come on, cripple!

You heard Kelly...
get him out of here
now!

Get off of me!

- This ain't over, Blondie!
- Come on.

This ain't over!

Shut up.
Get off me!

That's not why I
brought you here, you know.

Steve, that guy's
been in my face

since I got here. All right,
I didn't have a choice.

But you did have a choice.

Why is it that you
always make the wrong one?

You didn't even make it
through one day, Tommy.

Look, I'm trying
to help you here,

but I can't do this by myself.

This place could be
your last chance.

Whether you make it work
or not is up to you.

You all right, Tommy?

Yeah.

I swear, I don't know
what happened to that kid.

He used to be one of the most
promising fighters I ever had.

Then Flynn shows up
one day and it's like

he has a complete
personality transplant.

Why don't you go on home.

You've had a long
day. Get some rest.

All right, go on.

We'll try again tomorrow.

You need a ride?

No, I'll just take the bus.

I was trying to make
a point there, you know.

Hey, what'd you expect

bringing him to a place
full of fighters, man?

Too much, I guess.

I was kind of hoping
he'd listen to me.

I think he does, Steve.

He was pretty good
with the kids.

You just got to give him
some time, you know?

That's what worries me.

He's running out of time.

Ding-ding!

Round two!

No one's going to stop us
out here, Blondie.

Here's your chance.

No Sloan...

no Kelly.

Just you

and me.

So come on!

What are you waiting
for? Let's go!

Come on! What do you got?

I don't want any trouble, Peter.

All right? I just want
to get on my bus

and get out of here.

Man, I was right about you.
You ain't no fighter.

But I'll tell you,
that's a good thing.

'Cause I would've killed
you, and you know that!

I'll kill anybody!

No fighter alive can beat me.

You want to know
why, Blondie? Huh?

You want to know why?

'Cause I'm the best!

I can't be hurt!

I'm indestructible!

You want me to show you?
You want me to prove
that to you, Blondie?

Watch this.

Peter, what are you doing?

Get out of the street!

You're not hearing me, man!

- I'm bulletproof!
- Peter, don't!

What are you doing?

What, are you out of your mind?

Man, you are thick.

You just don't get it, do you?

What's it going to take?

Watch this, Blondie!

Peter, no!

Oh, my God.

I don't care
what the bus driver said.

I wasn't chasing him.

Why did you run?

Because I knew nobody
would believe me.

Then why did you come in
on your own, Tommy?

I don't know.

I was scared, all right?

I didn't want to lose
my probation.

All right,
tell us what happened again.

I told you...
Peter was acting nuts.

He said he was indestructible.

He dodged a couple of cars,

and then he jumped
in front of a bus.

And that's it?

All right, Kelly's outside.

Go on. He'll take you
back to the gym.

What, you're letting me go?

Well, I could throw you in
jail if you'd rather go there.

No.

Thanks.

Was that a good idea?

I got no reason to hold him.

Look, he's trying, Dad.

The least I can do
is try as hard as he is.

So what do you think?

If Tommy's right
about what happened,

I have some serious questions

about Peter Washburn's behavior

and what caused it.

When did Amanda say

the autopsy report
would be ready?

Not till in the morning.

Hey, you want to
catch that movie?

No.

I'm beginning to feel like
I'm on my own sinking ship.

Peter Washburn's
temporal lobe was scarred.

Is that a surprise?

No, not really.

It's pretty common in boxers.

Yes, but this scarring
is from an old injury.

It might have caused
temporal lobe epilepsy.

Well, that would explain
the irrational behavior.

Would it make him irrational
enough to kill himself?

I don't know,

but something made him think
he was indestructible.

Did anything show up
on the drug screen?

Nothing. Everything
seemed normal.

What about physical signs
of a struggle?

"Physical signs"? Steve,
the man got hit by a bus.

I thought you
said the driver
saw what happened.

Well, the more he thought
about it,

the more he decided he really
didn't see anything.

He just assumed Peter
was being chased.

People shouldn't assume.

Leave that to pathologists.

It sounds like the pathologist
has cleared Tommy.

Yes, it does.

Whoa, you got a good jab,

but don't leave it out there.

Snap it and bring it back.

Keep your gloves up.

All right, try it.

There you go.

All right, let's take a break.

He talks a great
fight, huh, Tommy?

Wonder why he always
ends up on his butt.

I heard they let you go.

Must be nice to have
a cop in your corner.

I didn't do anything, Flynn.

No?

12 hours after you show up here,

my best fighter's dead.

Why don't you show us
what you can do

without a bus.

Here we go again.

Why don't you shut up, ugly,
and leave him alone?

Ooh, she is a tough one, boss.

You're going to let her do

your fighting for you?
- Let's go, Maddie.

You better tell your sis here

to watch her mouth, Dougie boy.

Hate to have to knock her
on her pretty little butt.

You got a big mouth, Vasquez.

You all right?

Yeah. It's just my arm.

You shouldn't have done that.

Throw me my gloves.

I don't want to hurt my hands
when I crack this guy's skull.

Come on.

Let's see what you got
for real this time.

- Come on.
- Tommy, you don't
have to do this.

Come on, Vasquez.

Careful, Tommy.
Watch it. Watch out.

Stick it to him!

Get him!

Careful!

Show him, Vasquez!

Keep your hands up, Tommy.

Come on, Tommy.

Hey, you can't do that!

Come on, Vasquez!

That ain't right!

All right, get them out of here,
then you and I need to talk.

You bet we do.

I'll talk to you later.

Are you all right?

Yeah. Tommy was just
trying to protect us.

It wasn't his fault.

It never is.

We're going to keep
you in this Flexibrace

while you start
physical therapy.

- Dr. Latimer?
- Yes?

Could I see you a second?

One moment.

Practice walking the
way I showed you,

then sit, stand
and walk some more.

- Okay?
- Okay.

I'll be right over
here if you need me.

Boy, it's amazing

how many bones you can break
when you fall on snow.

Looks like you'll be giving him

physical therapy for a while.

Yeah, but he's lucky.

He'll be able to lose
that brace eventually.

Some of them don't.

Like Brendan Kelly?

I can't believe

he's walking, even
with the braces.

It was that bad?

Oh, yeah. He had multiple
compression fractures

of the spine,
both his legs were crushed.

We had to put steel
rods in both femurs

and fuse his left ankle.

Sometimes I wonder what's worse

for the patient: the
injury or the repairs.

Brendan Kelly must be
in a lot of pain.

He should be,

but he refuses pain medication

and I've never even
heard him complain.

Excuse me, Doctor.

Whoa. Are you okay?

- Yeah.
- Let's try that again.

Okay.

Come on.

Hang in there.

See you, Doctor.

Thanks, Doc.

You let that kid out of jail.

You're responsible for
what happened in there!

Hey, Tommy didn't start it!

All the evidence we have

indicated Peter Washburn

stepped in front
of that bus himself.

You're out of your mind!

And your fighters
are out of control.

Look, all your boys
want to turn pro.

My kids just want
a little self-confidence.

Your kids are
juvenile delinquents.

I wonder if Sportschem

and all those other
corporate guys

know just what it is
they're sponsoring here.

Hey, you either keep
your fighters in line

or you're out of here.

Got it?!

Surely I could have thought

of a better way
to make a living, huh?

I'm sorry, Kelly.

I shouldn't have
brought Tommy here.

Why not?

I mean, the only thing that's
wrong with him is his temper.

Isn't that enough?

What happened to that feeling

he just needed
somebody to trust him?

So far, all I can do

is trust him to get in fights.

Yeah, but you know what?

He's been working pretty well
with Doug and Maddie.

I mean, there's got to be
some way to reach him.

Maybe there is.

Steve, you don't have
to do this.

You made your point.

You want to fight so bad?

You might as well
learn something.

Let's go.
Get your hands up.

Come on, Tommy,
what's the matter?

You never had a
problem out there.

You want to blow off steam,
do it in here with me now.

I said put your hands up.

Good. Now,
control yourself.

Think about what you're doing.

Sorry, Tommy.

You keep dropping your hands.

Now, come on,
that wasn't that
hard. Get up.

What's the matter, Tommy?

You all right?

I can't see, Steve.

What?

I'm blind.

Feel better?

What makes me think
I've
got all the answers?!

Everything I've tried
with that kid has backfired!

I should have just
stayed out of his life!

You don't mean that.

You're all he's got.

He needs you.

Needs me?

He didn't want
to fight me, Kelly!

I forced him!

Does he need to be blind?!

Oh, so you're saying you never
even should have tried

to help him in the first place?
Come on, Steve!

You think I should feel that way
about Clark Tripette?

Oh, come on.
That was an accident.

I did this to Tommy.

It's totally different.

How?

The kid wasn't all that
different than Tommy.

I was teaching him how to box,
to keep him off the streets.

Used to give him
a ride to and from
the gym every day.

How did I know a drunk
was going to run a red light?

That he'd be dead...
and I'd be crippled?

Are you saying I should have
never even helped him?

It's just not the same thing!

Sure it is.

Life's not always fair.

It's not all
happy endings, Steve,

but it doesn't
mean you just
roll over and die

when things don't go your way.

You keep going.

You do the best you can.

You taught me that.

That's what this gym's
all about, Steve.

I know.

It's just...

I care about this kid.

I saw something in him
the first time I busted him.

He's not a bad kid.

He just never had a break.

So I appoint myself his savior,
and this happens.

Well...

If you're right about Tommy,

he's not going to blame you.

Come on. Let's go
down to the hospital

and see how he's doing.

No. I can't.

Not yet.

I wouldn't know
what to say to him.

Okay. I'll go.

Well, there's no bleeding
in either of your eyes,

no retinal detachment.

CAT scan doesn't
show any bleeding
in your brain.

M.R.I. doesn't
show any tumor.

Which means what?

Well, it means that the blow

didn't cause Tommy's blindness.

- So what did?
- Well, we don't
know for sure.

We can't find any physical

or neurological reason for it.

That's good news.
We're certain
that in time

you will recover your vision.

How much time?

Well, we can't really say.

I wish we could be
more definite, Tommy, but...

try and be patient.

We'll do everything we can.

Well, hey, that's good news.

I know Doug
and Maddie
will be happy.

They keep talking
about how boring it is

down at the gym
without Tommy there

picking fights all day long.

Hey, uh, Mark,
has Steve been by at all?

Uh... I haven't seen him,
uh, Tommy, since he

brought you in.
I'm sure he'll be along.

Yeah.

Okay, you try and get some rest.

We'll be looking in on you.

I'll hang out for a bit.

If you need anything,
buzz for the nurse.

All right. Thanks.

You know, the strange thing
about Tommy's blindness...

Unless it's
a massive head injury,

most people just go blind
in one eye at a time,

not both at the same time.

Well, if the trauma
didn't cause it, what did?

Peter Washburn steps
in front of a bus

because he thinks
he can't be hurt.

And Tommy Anders goes blind
apparently for no reason...

unless it's about drugs.

Mmm. But not your
everyday street drugs.

These guys are athletes.

Some of them will take anything

if they think
it will give them an edge.

Yeah.

And something's going on down at

that Kelly's gym
that I don't like.

I'm going to find
out what it is.

I can't do that, Mark.

I mean, if I start
demanding drug tests

on everybody that
walks in the door,

pretty soon nobody will walk in.

I know it's hard
to believe, Kelly...

It's not hard to believe at all.

Believe me, I've seen
too many of them

come in here all hyped up
not to know the signs.

I won't put up with it.

I mean, even Flynn knows that.

But don't you want to find out

what really happened
to Peter and to Tommy?

Well, of course I do...

but there are other things here

that are at least as important.

Well, sanctuary for these kids.

Exactly.

See those two kids?

They live in a foster home.

Their mother drank herself
to death two years ago.

Their stepfather used
to beat them, almost daily.

Doug's been
to the hospital twice

trying to protect her.

Then, a year ago,
they show up here.

Doug says he's going

to teach his little
sister how to fight

so that nobody can
beat her up again.

Mmm.

And I've got others
just like them, Mark.

It's here or the streets.

They feel safe here.

They trust me.

I can't betray that trust.

If I impose some sort
of mandatory drug test,

if they feel threatened,

I could lose a hell of a
lot more than I'd gain.

I guess I didn't
consider that, Kelly.

Besides, if my corporate
sponsors got wind of it,

they might think I
was subsidizing a
bunch of drug freaks

and yank my sponsorship.

I get the picture.

I'll have to think
of a little slicker way

to find out what's going on
around here, if anything.

You know I'll help out
in any way I can.

Yeah.

- Look, I got to get that,
all right?
- Right.

- If there's anything
else, you let me know.
- Thanks, Kelly.

All right, looking good.

Take a break.
Come on, cool off.

There you go.
There you go.

Take a break.

I'm recycling.

Oh.

You spend some time
out of the States,

you forget all about
that kind of thing.

Been away?

East Europe... on a
sports-medicine study grant.

- Mmm.
- Great winters.

Oh, too cold for me.

And no recycling.

Yeah, I guess that's right.

I'm, uh, Mark Sloan,
Steve's father.

Alex Warner.
I'm the ring doctor.

Oh, nice to meet you, Doctor.

You know, we have some
other trash bins out back

you can dig through.

Oh, I think
this will do me for now.

Very nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

Who's there?

Uh, just me, Tommy.

Everything okay?

Oh, yeah, fine.

I'm just waiting on the
pizza that I ordered.

Then I was thinking
about maybe watching some TV,

maybe reading a magazine.

The patient retains his humor.

That's a good sign.

I'll, uh, go check on that pizza
for you, okay?

All right.

Thanks, Mark.

Jesse and I have been looking

all over this hospital for you,
and you keep disappearing.

I didn't think anybody
would want to talk to me.

Steve... the punch didn't have
anything at all to do

with Tommy's blindness.

What are you talking about?

None of the tests showed

any signs of a trauma
from a blow.

Well, if my hitting him didn't
cause the blindness, what did?

Well, it's just a guess
right now,

but I think it involved taking

some kind
of a performance enhancer.

Oh, no.

Tommy may be a hothead,

but I'm sure he's not on drugs.

I don't think he knew
he was taking anything.

I have Amanda running some tests

on a sports drink I found
in that gym.

I think the drugs are in there.

If you're right, that means
other kids at that gym

could be on drugs
without their knowing it.

The question is,
who's behind it and why?

I got a pretty good idea
about the who.

Steve?

Don't worry, Dad.

I'm not going to kill the guy.

I'm just going
to scare him a little.

Interesting file
the state boxing commission

sent me on you, Flynn.

Glad you're enjoying it.

Two alleged

fixed fights,
three alleged cases

of giving your fighters
illegal drugs...

Alleged, as in unproven.

Still...

one more infraction

and you go
from being on probation

to being out
of the game altogether.

You said you had new information

on Peter Washburn's death.

I do.

So, why are we discussing
my past sins?

Thought you said
they were unproven.

I'm out of here.

Not till we talk about the cause
of Peter Washburn's death.

I can't wait to hear this.

Your unproven sins...

Steroids...

amphetamines...

You may not believe
this, Sloan...

but I love boxing...

and I am not going to screw up
my chance to stay in it

by giving somebody drugs.

That's why you did
these alleged things...

You love boxing?

If you have proof, arrest me.

Otherwise... I don't have
to listen to you.

You better pray

I don't get proof
you've been drugging those kids.

Oh, that's great news, Tommy.

It's just shapes
and shadows right now,

but it's been getting
better all afternoon.

Hospital said Tommy
could be discharged,

so we thought the beach would be

a great place to recover.

Well, Tommy, I'm
glad you're here.

Uh, got some more food
out in the kitchen.

Along with our drinks.

Excuse me.

Listen, Tommy...

Steve, you don't have to...

Yes, I do.

You know, I was just...
trying to help you,

but, uh... I guess
I tried too hard.

I lost my patience.

I'm sorry.

It wasn't your fault, Steve.

I mean, you're right,
I should've kept my hands up.

Besides, like you said,
you were just trying to help me.

You know, that's...

that's more than anybody else
has ever done.

Sometimes I feel like

I'm just making things
rougher for you,

but... you'll stick
with it, I will.

Never say die, huh?

You're catching on.

Don't try anything without
this plum sauce.

I'd bet Steve would
rather have this.

You found an altered
anabolic steroid?

I not only found it
in Tommy's blood

and Washburn's blood,
but I also found it

in those bottles of sports
drinks that Mark brought in.

Why altered?

So it couldn't be detected
in a normal drug screening.

What's interesting is that
the steroid was combined

with a small amount
of phencyclidine.

PCP?

Yeah. Now, this steroid
would enhance

an athlete's performance,

making him more aggressive,

but the PCP would reduce
his inhibitions.

Maybe even cause him
to step in front of a bus.

Oh... but that doesn't explain
what happened to Tommy.

Oh, but it does.

When Tommy got hit,
the PCP in the drink caused

the arteries
in his brain to spasm

much like a migraine.

In Tommy's case,
it caused temporary blindness.

Now, wait a minute.

Peter was sparring all afternoon
before he died.

Now, if he was drinking
the same stuff, too,

then why didn't he go blind?

We wondered the same thing,

so Amanda checked
all the other bottles.

And I discovered
different combinations

and different amounts
in the bottles.

It was as though
someone were experimenting

with the dosages
to see how the athletes

would react.

And the kids at the gym

were the lab rats.

Then it's somebody in that gym.

And my money's on Flynn.

Now, wait a minute, Steve.

I don't like Flynn, either,
but I don't think

he would've done
something like this

to one of his own guys.

Well, then, who did?

That's a good question.

It's going to be hard...

Get down!

Oh! That hurts.

It's just the gauze.

I don't care. It hurts.

It doesn't hurt.
You're being a wimp.

I'm not being a wimp.

The stitches hurt.

Your technique stinks.

No, it doesn't.

Does too.

- No, it doesn't.
- Does too.

- How is she?
- Whiny.

I'm not being whiny.
I'm in pain.

Mmm. She got six stitches
last night from flying glass.

She's not in pain.

I am too.

How you doing, Amanda?

- She's fine.
- I'm not fine. I'm in pain.

Did the crime scene
unit find anything?

Nothing.

There was no shell casings,

and the tide washed away
any footprints.

I can't believe
somebody would try to kill us

over some sports drink.

Apparently,
creating designer
drugs for athletes

that are undetectable
has become big business.

Obviously somebody doesn't
want to be found out.

My money's still on Flynn.

We don't have any proof.

We will.

Steve...

No, I'm through playing
with this guy.

Steve, if you're
right about Flynn,

I'll lend you my cane
to use on him.

But this isn't the place.

Look, if you have to take him,

will you please think
of the kids.

Just let me do my job, Kelly.

Flynn!

Oh, give me a break.
What do you want now, Sloan?

Hey!

Don't.

You know, you've shown

really poor judgment, Flynn.

Hey, you can't do this.

Oh, I can't, huh?

You know, you really shouldn't
have made this personal, Flynn.

First you blind Tommy,

then you shoot up
my father's house

and put my friend
in the hospital.

Did you think I was just
going to take that?

You stupid...

Steve, don't.

Come on, man.

Steve, let him go.

I'm sorry.

Doug, Maddie, I'm...

I'm sorry.

Kelly called.

I can't believe
I lost it like that.

If they hadn't come in
when they did...

Kelly's trying to teach
these kids self-control,

and I just...

Proved that you were only human.

Flynn going to give you
trouble about it?

He's dirty, one way or another.

He's not going to do anything.

I talked to Kelly.

They all agree they
didn't see anything.

I just hope I didn't blow
the case against him.

I want him so bad for this.

So bad that you might
have blinded yourself

to any other possibilities?

What do you mean?

Well, there's no easy way
to bring this up, Steve,

but, uh, something's been
bothering me ever since

I talked to Dr. Latimer
about Kelly.

Kelly?

The extent of his injuries.

The level of pain
he should be experiencing.

His energy and mobility.

What are you trying to say?

Well, you're not going to be
too happy with me about this,

but I asked Latimer
to run an H.P.L.C.
on Kelly's blood.

H.P.L.C.?

High pressure liquid
chromatography.

It's a sophisticated way

of locating and identifying
small amounts of molecules.

And what are
these molecules
trying to tell us?

We'd better have
a talk with Kelly.

Are you out of your minds?
I'm not on drugs.

Your blood test says
otherwise, Kelly.

You got Latimer in on this, huh?

She was beginning to wonder

how you handled
all your injuries

with no pain medication at all.

Because I was in good shape
before the accident

and I've been doing
physical therapy ever since.

But the therapy alone should
have caused enough pain

to call for some medication.

Latimer must have told you that.

She did.
And it was bad at first...

Really bad, believe me...

But after a while, it just...

didn't hurt anymore.
Doesn't mean I'm using drugs.

How long was it before
the pain stopped completely?

I don't know. Couple months.

Then I was back at the gym.

Then when was it you went
to Sportschem for sponsorship?

I didn't. They came to me.

I'd been using their
energy drink for a while.

I liked it, so I agreed.

And they supplied you with
Sportschem in exchange for what?

Nothing.

I mean,
that worried me at first,

so I had Dr. Warner check out
the formula, you know,

just to make sure it was safe.

And he said it was fine?

Sure. All the trainers
started using it.

Including Flynn.

Yeah.

Kelly, I owe you an apology.

I'm sorry.

But I think I know
who's behind it now.

Get up.

That was just a little tap.
Come on!

Hey, hey, hold on a second.

Warner.

Here you go. Catch.
There you go.

That Sportschem must be
pretty good stuff, huh?

Yeah, not bad.

Gets their electrolytes
straightened out.

You here on another
recycling mission?

No, no.

I found what I wanted.
- Oh.

They don't have anything like
that in East Europe, do they?

Oh, other countries aren't
exactly backwards

when it comes to their
athletes, you know.

Yeah. Still, there's that
pressure to win

just like there is here.

Yeah, I suppose.

Everybody encouraging
their athletes

to be stronger,
faster, jump higher.

You must have run
into that yourself, huh?

Not really.

I mean, there are
rules after all.

But rules can be so restrictive,

especially when you're trying
to get your kids

to reach their full potential.

Well, everyone does

what they can, you know.

Except what you did
got you banned

from European amateur
athletics for life.

My son checked out
your record on Interpol.

That was a long time ago.

Six months?

You must have developed

some really strong drinks.

I was just trying to give
them what they wanted.

They overreacted.

And when you got home,
Sportschem came to see you.

They heard about
you, didn't they,

and recruited you
to continue your
work right here?

How many of my kids

were you willing to poison

just to make a buck?

Hold it, Warner.

What a shot.

That's my boy.

Hey, you can see.

You noticed.

- And you kept your hands up.
- That was cool.

I wish I would have had
my gloves, though.

Get him, Maddie.

Keep your guard up.

Stick him.

Keep your guard up.

Come on, stick him.

Hey, guys, that's a break.

Break. I said break.

Easy, easy, easy.

Steve, throw the towel in.

Loser.

Get out of here.

He sure is good with those kids.

He's great with those kids.

I may have just found myself
a new assistant here.

You've come a long way, Tommy.

I'm proud of you.

Well, thanks to you,
Steve, and to you, Kelly.

Hey, don't worry about it.

That's what I'm here for.

All right, Steve,
let's go. You're up.

All right, let's go.

So, uh, who's this guy
you got me sparring with?

- You know, I don't know.
- He just wandered in

off the street one day.
But, you know, watch yourself.

I hear this guy is an animal.

Okay.

Hey, sorry about that.
Let's go.

Time.

Dad?

Come on, guys, you can't...

Watch out!