Elementary (2012–…): Season 1, Episode 22 - Risk Management - full transcript

HOLMES:
Previously on Elementary:

Several weeks ago, you learned of the
existence of a woman named Irene Adler.

He's only loved one person in his life,
and she was murdered.

Your girl.

That was him. That was Moriarty.

And whom do I have the pleasure
of speaking to?

MAN [OVER PHONE]:
My name is Moriarty.

I believe we're overdue for a chat.

Well, if this is Moriarty,
then, yeah, long overdue.

MORIARTY: lf?
- You're just a voice on the telephone.

I don't even know if you have a first name.
Mind telling me your first name?

MORIARTY: I appreciate your passing
my message along to Sebastian Moran.

I hear his prognosis is quite grave.

So what?

MORIARTY: I expect you to feel angry
because I manipulated you.

Rather easily, I might add.

Chin up, Holmes.
Manipulation is my business.

Seems more like
murder is your business.

MORIARTY:
A part of it.

Explain.

MORIARTY:
Consider me a spider.

I sit motionless
at the center of my web.

That web has a thousand radiations, and
I know well every quiver of each of them.

I do little myself, I only plan.

But my agents are numerous
and splendidly organized.

If there is a crime to be done,
a paper to be abstracted,

a house to be rifled,
a man to be removed,

the word is passed to me,
the matter is planned and carried out.

So you're a pimp,
and assassins are your girls.

MORIARTY: Ha, ha. Yes, I suppose
that's one way of putting it.

Irene Adler.

Did you have her killed?

MORIARTY:
That is the question, is it not?

The one that's haunted you
these many months?

Why'd you do it?

And what is your interest in me?

MORIARTY:
You want answers. I don't blame you.

But first,
I require something of you.

I'd like to hire you.

Not as an assassin, though I do believe
you'd excel in that position.

I'd like to secure your services
as an investigator.

A man named Wallace Rourke was
murdered in Brooklyn several months ago.

The New York Police Department
investigated but failed to find any leads.

Bring his killer to justice,

and I promise I'll give you
all the answers you can handle.

Here we are.
New York Ledger from December.

"Wallace Rourke, mechanic, age 43,

found stabbed to death
in an alley in Brooklyn."

Can we just talk
about what just happened?

"His missing wallet and watch led police
to suspect he was the victim of a mugger."

Moriarty, or someone
claiming to be Moriarty, called

and asked you to take a case
and you're doing it.

- And why wouldn't I?
- For one thing, he's dangerous.

For another, you think
he's behind Irene's death.

Yes, and in the course
of one brief exchange,

I've already gleaned that Moriarty
is between 40 and 45 years of age.

He hails from Sussex,

and he has some interest
or connection to Mr. Wallace Rourke.

As the case continues,
there will be more interactions.

And with each,
more of the man will be revealed.

Assuming the man on the phone
is actually Moriarty.

Even if it is a mere minion,

just identifying the minion will get me
closer to identifying the man himself.

How do you know it's not a trap
and he doesn't wanna kill you?

- He doesn't.
- How can you be so sure?

Because three years ago,
he ordered Daniel Gottlieb not to kill me.

Last night, I was in the sights
of another assassin's rifle.

Yet, here I sit. It couldn't be clearer.
He doesn't want me dead.

Then what does he want?

That's precisely what I intend
to find out.

So we already know, Wallace Rourke
was attacked by an unknown assailant.

His watch, wallet and cell phone
were taken.

He bled to death in an alleyway.

He was married.

A condolence call to his widow
is in order.

[TAPPING ON GLASS]

Captain Gregson
wants a word with you.

- Can it wait?
- Not you. Miss Watson.

Hi. You wanted to see me?

Oh, yeah, Joan. Come in.
Sit down. Close the door.

You ever have trouble trying to
remember your online passwords?

Sure. Sometimes. Why?

I got this friend named Eddie.
We grew up together.

He invented a widget

for storing all your passwords
for your computer into one place.

- You know the one.
- Yeah.

He made a fortune, sold his company,

and he moves his family
down to Boca Raton.

- Good for Eddie.
- Yeah, but not for his daughter, Kelly.

She ended up
with a serious drug problem.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Eddie and I were talking
on the phone the other day.

And he happened to mention
that he and his wife

were looking to hook Kelly up with
a sober companion after she gets out.

I'm thinking, I know a great one.

You know that I don't do
that kind of work anymore.

Probably only take you
a couple of months.

It's not like you're formally committed
to Holmes anymore. Right?

[PHONE BEEPS]

Hmm. Speaking of. Oh.

He's downstairs. I should meet him.
But I will give you some other names.

MRS. ROURKE:
I'm sorry.

I've never heard the name Moriarty
before in my life.

Did your husband do business
with any British people?

Wallace worked in a garage.

He knew a couple of Dominican guys.

You mentioned something about Wallace
thinking that he was being followed.

Yeah. Before he died, he kept seeing
the same car in his rearview mirror,

but it just...
It happened the one time,

so the cops said it didn't have
anything to do with the mugging.

Are those your husband's things?

Uh, yeah.

Wallace was kind of a packrat.

Do you mind if we take a look?

Yeah.

So you said
you're consulting detectives, right?

Not the real kind?

Oh, I assure you,
the work that we do is quite real.

So does that mean
there's a new lead?

Not exactly.

But sometimes new eyes on a case
can be as useful as new information.

As a matter of fact, it might be quite useful
to spend more time with his belongings.

Perhaps we could borrow them.

Sure.

Uh, fine, yeah. Take whatever.

Thanks.

I read in the police report that the mugger
also stole your husband's phone.

Yeah, well, like I said,
Wallace is a packrat.

He never threw anything out.

That's his old phone.

A few weeks before he died,

someone bumped into him on the street
and spilled coffee all over it.

He had his new one on him
when he died.

Please.

Please find whoever did this.

HOLMES: According to Wallace's
financial records,

him and his wife were living
quite close to the bone.

Is that significant?

Moriarty paid Sebastian Moran
and Daniel Gottlieb

quite handsomely.

Oh, so you think
Rourke was working for him too?

Moran and Gottlieb were assassins.

Perhaps he did something
less dangerous.

Perhaps he was just good
at hiding his money.

Maybe. But why would Moriarty wanna
expose another one of his employees?

It seems a little risky.

It's one of the advantages of being a
shadowy criminal mastermind, I imagine.

You get to take the occasional risk.

But I see your point.

According to the M.E.'s report,

Rourke's initial wounds
were these two stabs to the chest.

The wounds are smooth, not jagged,

which would suggest he was not moving
or struggling when he was stabbed.

You're saying he didn't resist?

I'm saying he was motionless
or maybe he was frozen in fear.

Wallace was a former Army Ranger.

Given his combat experience,
that doesn't seem likely.

See this bruise below his left ear?

That's from a blow to the mastoid
process. That's designed to stun.

He wasn't frozen in fear,
he was immobilized.

Then the killer stabbed him in each lung,
silencing him for good.

Whoever attacked Wallace wanted him
dead, and knew how to do it.

This is not the work of your average
street thug looking for a wallet, no.

Moriarty's right. Obviously,

there's more to this
than meets the eye.

And now,

I require sustenance.

Out with it, Watson,
or are you gonna spend all night

almost asking me something?

[SIGHS]

What was she like?

Irene. You talk
about what happened to her,

but you never talk
about who she was.

She was difficult to explain.

And I mean that as a compliment.
She was American.

Really?

I held it against her only briefly.

She was an exquisite painter.

She made her living restoring
Renaissance paintings for art museums.

She traveled extensively
because of her work.

She was highly intelligent,

optimistic about the human condition.

You mean that as a compliment too?

I do, oddly enough.

I usually consider it a sign of stupidity,
but with Irene, it seemed

almost convincing.

She was, to me, the woman.

To me, she eclipsed and predominated
the whole of her gender.

She's the only one I ever...

- And the sex.
- You don't have to...

I learned things, Watson. Me.

And that hasn't happened before.

What is it?

I think Wallace Rourke might've been
right about being followed.

Have a look at that.

There's an old shipping label.

For the cell phone he had on him
when he died.

Look at the return address.

"Postal Unlimited.
2249 Lexington Avenue."

All the major cellular companies ship
from distribution warehouses upstate.

How does that equal
him being followed?

Because the simplest way to follow
someone is to track their cell phone.

It's a relatively simple undertaking

if you have the device's electronic
identification number.

Which you would have if you'd
supplied the replacement cell.

So who sent Rourke his new phone?

You learning anything?

Apparently, if my gut tells me
I'm in danger, I probably am.

Profound stuff here.

Guy runs one of the biggest
private security firms in the country.

- He's gotta know something.
DAREN: Mr. Holmes, Miss Watson.

Hi. I'm Daren Sutter.

This is my wife, Kate.

We were told you consult
for the N.Y.P.D.

We have a few questions.

If it's all the same with you,
we'd like to ask them in private.

Hmm.

So you're a third-degree black belt
in Kyokushinkai. That's impressive.

Yeah, only took me 20 years of study
to pull it off.

Do you practice the, uh, martial arts?

A bit of singlestick now and again.

How can we help you?

This is Wallace Rourke.

Your firm was tracking him.
We'd like to know why.

[CLEARS THROAT]

No? No, I'm afraid
we don't recognize him.

Several months ago, you or one of
your employees, ran into Mr. Rourke

and made sure that his cell phone
met its end via a cup of French Roast.

He ordered another cell phone from
his provider but never switched it on.

Most probably because
it was intercepted en route

by you
or another one of your employees.

Instead, unbeknownst to Mr. Rourke,

he received and began to use an identical
cell phone supplied by your company.

We found the shipping label for that
in Rourke's things.

The return address is for a shipping store
right around the corner from here.

A gentleman identified your company
as the one who paid to have it sent.

Once Rourke activated your phone,
you were able to monitor his every move,

and we believe that you did, right up
until the moment he was stabbed to death

three months ago in Brooklyn.

We only surveilled Rourke
for a couple of days.

Daren.

Well, investigative work like this
merits at least some kind of an answer.

It's not as if we can keep denying
any knowledge of Rourke. Right?

You understand we're not admitting
to tracking his phone.

Oh, no, no, that would be illegal.

We looked into Mr. Rourke based on
threats he allegedly made against a client.

After a brief period of legal surveillance,
we realized the claims were unfounded.

We stopped the surveillance.

Who was this client?

I'm afraid that's confidential.

Let me guess, the client who hired
Sutter Risk Management

to investigate Wallace Rourke
is our new suspect in his murder.

Now all we have to do
is figure out his name.

Already have. First name, Made,
second name, Up.

- I don't believe he exists.
- Why not?

Because I believe we've already met
Wallace Rourke's murderer,

and he's the spitting image
of this man.

Daren Sutter's book
amounts to a virtual confession

to the murder of Wallace Rourke.

He published that book
five years ago.

How'd he confess
to something he hadn't done yet?

The book is more than
a mass market pr?cis

of his insights
into security and risk management.

It is a window into what drew him
to the field in the first place.

Look at page 13.

February, 1991,
Westport, Connecticut.

Sutter was 23.

His older sister, Leah,
was brutally murdered

during what the police believe
was a home-invasion robbery.

Sutter was staying with her
at the time.

Oh, he got home just as
the perpetrator fled the house.

More than that.
He came face-to-face with the man.

He gave the police
a full description.

Enough for them to generate

a detailed sketch.

So you think Wallace Rourke is the one
who killed Sutter's sister 22 years ago.

The police never caught the culprit.

Sutter was tormented
at his failure to protect her

and law enforcement's failure
to catch the killer.

It became his raison d'?tre.

He dropped out of business school.
Began to study law enforcement, security,

and Kyokushinkai karate,
which utilizes mastoid strikes.

Just like the blow used
to stun Wallace Rourke

before he was stabbed to death.

Now, all we really know
is that Wallace Rourke

has a passing resemblance
to an old police sketch.

Did he have a criminal history?

According to his Army record,
he enlisted under a waiver,

which means a judge gave him the choice
between prison or the Army.

His conviction was
for breaking and entering.

Can we place Rourke
anywhere near the murder?

Following his discharge from
the Army in November 1990,

Rourke moved back to his mother's house
in Stamford, Connecticut,

which I believe is half an hour's drive
from where Leah was killed.

So it is possible that over 20 years ago,
Wallace Rourke killed Sutter's sister.

And that Rourke's recent death
was the result

of Sutter tracking him down
and killing him in retribution.

But why does Moriarty care
about any of this?

I would venture
he wants us to bring down Sutter.

Sutter's security firm, as you pointed out,
is one of the best in the country.

With Sutter removed, it would in theory,
make his clients more vulnerable.

Moriarty may have one of them
in his crosshairs.

Which means our work on this case
could cost someone their life.

Not if our work leads
to Moriarty's undoing first.

Which would mean we save that person

and anyone else Moriarty intends
to victimize in the future.

Okay, let's say
Moriarty planned this.

That would mean he already knew
that Sutter killed Wallace Rourke.

Which is why I've arranged
to speak with Sutter

first thing in the morning in private.

- In private?
- It's gonna be a delicate conversation.

For what it's worth,
he's not bringing his wife either.

[PHONE BEEPS]

Mr. Sutter,
thank you for meeting me.

Stand up, please.

Okay.

Wanna tell me
what you're doing there?

It's a bug-sweeper.
I'm checking for listening devices.

Okay.

That's all right.

Okay. Thank you. Your turn.

When you've heard
what I have to say,

you'll wanna be quite sure
we're not being recorded.

Excellent, good.

Now then, I'm curious.

How do you feel
since you killed Wallace Rourke?

- Okay, we're done.
- No, listen.

Consider it an inquiry
from one scarred man to another.

Or rather from one man to one whose
wounds have finally begun to heal.

I can tell the change
from pictures in your office.

Since December you've lost 15 pounds,
you got rid of the bags under your eyes.

Both signs of a lifting depression.

Avenging your sister's death
has freed you.

I told you, we surveilled Rourke
for a couple of days, that's it.

- You're a terrible liar.
- I'm an excellent liar.

No, no, better than most and excellent
are two different things.

I know that you killed Rourke.

If you had proof,
you'd be talking to the police.

I don't have any proof yet.

It's just a matter of time.

Unless we can find some way
to divert my attention.

Moriarty.

Does that name mean anything to you?

- Should it?
- Yes, it should.

He pointed me in your direction.

I think he wishes to profit
from your incarceration.

I'm just not sure how.

I've never heard that name before
in my life.

Now you're telling the truth.

Okay, I'm gonna need access
to your client files.

See if I can discern if there's a link
between him and one of them.

You want me to trust you with my
business based on some crazy story

about a mystery man
plotting my demise?

No.

Some proof then.

Judging by the precision
with which you killed Rourke,

not to mention Moriarty's resources,

I wouldn't be surprised
if he learned of your transgression

via a listening device
in your office and/or home.

Impossible. We sweep both regularly.

So if one knew the schedule,

then one could remove
and replace bugs as needed.

So sweep them today,
see what you find,

then contact me
and we can talk about your clients.

Are you trying to get rid of me?

What are you talking about?

Well, your friend in Boca, the one
whose daughter needs a companion,

I feel like you're pushing me
to take that offer.

Are you unhappy with my work?

No, of course not.

I appreciate the work you've done
with Holmes.

And you're turning into a pretty damn
good investigator in your own right.

But?

Have a seat.

There's something
you gotta try to understand.

Guys like him,
they walk between the raindrops.

They don't get wet.
People like you do.

People like his ex-girlfriend do.

So you're concerned about my safety?

In case you haven't noticed, a lot of bodies
been dropping around our boy of late.

You're in the danger zone also.

I've been a cop for 30 years.
I carry a gun.

And a penis.

You think this is about you
being a woman?

I don't understand why you are concerned
about my safety specifically.

No one, and I mean no one,
is closer to this guy than you are.

You live in his house,
for crying out loud.

He needs me right now.

That guy
is always gonna need someone.

He may be the smartest guy
I've ever met in my life.

But he is also
the most self-absorbed.

He probably doesn't even recognize
the danger you're in.

I do.

[TAPPING ON GLASS]

Captain, sorry to interrupt,
but there's a Daren Sutter here

from Sutter Risk Management.

Says he wants to confess
to the murder of Wallace Rourke.

I came across Wallace Rourke
after a routine background check.

He was a mechanic. He applied
for a position at a high-end dealership.

My company was responsible
for reviewing the three finalists.

And how did you know
he was the man who killed your sister?

DAREN:
I recognized him immediately.

It's been 22 years
since Leah was murdered,

and I still remember everything
about that night.

Especially him.

GREGSON:
Start at the beginning.

He found them. Moriarty's bugs.

You think that's how Moriarty knew
he killed Rourke?

He knows that someone can prove
that he killed Rourke,

and he's confessing to get out ahead of it,
get the best deal that he can.

If only he'd followed instruction.
Come to me instead.

Probably thought you were part
of the conspiracy.

I suppose, in a sense, I am.

So, what now?

We've done as Moriarty asked.

I found Wallace Rourke's killer
and brought him to justice.

Now we await his call
and my answers.

WOMAN [ON TV]:
Personal security expert, Daren Sutter,

who was best known for his book,
Friend or Foe,

has confessed to the murder
of Wallace Rourke,

whom he alleges was responsible
for the murder of his sister 22 years ago.

- Leah Sutter, who is Daren's...
- Okay, that is not distracting at all.

Moriarty must know about Sutter's arrest
by now. Why hasn't he called?

Moriarty, as you so eloquently put it,
is an assassin pimp.

Did you really think he'd keep up
his side of the bargain?

I'm well aware
that Moriarty is playing with me.

Just because I can't predict
his next move,

doesn't mean
I can't expect him to make one.

Why were you at the police station
when Sutter came in to confess?

I needed to talk to Gregson.

A continuation of your earlier mysterious
conversation,

or is it an entirely new one?

[PHONE RINGING]

MORIARTY: I see Daren Sutter
is under arrest. Congratulations.

I held up my half of the bargain,
I expect you to do the same.

MORIARTY:
To the contrary.

You've only revealed part of the truth.
I owe you nothing.

You want the whole truth?
I know more than you think.

I know that Sutter was your target
all along.

I know you had him
under surveillance.

That you didn't wanna reveal
that surveillance,

so you utilized me to expose him.

MORIARTY:
You're slipping, Holmes.

I'm referring to the truth
about Leah Sutter's murder.

Wallace Rourke killed her.

MORIARTY:
No, in fact, he did not.

He had an alibi.

Let me guess, his mother swears she
dealt him into her bridge hand then.

MORIARTY:
After Rourke left the Army,

his mail went to his mother's house
in Connecticut, but Rourke did not.

He was in Saudi Arabia

doing off-the-books work
for an American oil company.

He didn't return until March 1991.

Sutter swears that he saw him.

MORIARTY:
Sutter is wrong. He killed the wrong man.

And your work is far from done.

Finish it.

Oh, good, you're awake.

How long was I out?

Hundred and seven minutes. Enough time
to cycle through all five stages

of REM and non-REM sleep,
leaving your mind clear for the day's labor.

[WATSON GROANS]

Oh. Have you made any progress?

If by progress, you mean have I
proven that Moriarty was wrong

and Wallace Rourke
killed Daren Sutter's sister,

as Daren and myself
had come to believe, then,

no, I have made
the opposite of progress.

So Rourke was in Saudi Arabia
at the time of the murder.

I can't prove that. Nor, unfortunately,
can I prove he was anywhere else.

After Rourke left the Army in 1990,

his mail and his personal effects went
to his mother's place in Connecticut.

There is nothing to suggest
that Rourke accompanied them.

There's no credit-card purchases,
no bank withdrawals,

no financial activity at all.
Monetarily, a ghost.

Maybe his mother paid
for everything.

An arrangement
which is not unheard of.

However,
Rourke's medical records show

that shortly before he left the Army,
he refilled his malaria pill prescription.

He also received a typhoid booster.

So it's possible that he was
planning to stay in Kuwait.

He also received a vaccination
for meningococcal disease.

Inoculation for that disease
is only required for travel

to the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia!

Again, not proof.

But it is a suggestive detail
which I should have noticed before.

I also should have noticed
the $30,000 deposit

made to Rourke from a shell corporation
in April, 1991,

mostly likely for payment
to his services to the oil company.

Still not conclusive.

And our assignment was to find the killer
for Wallace Rourke, not Leah Sutter.

A case which
I have just bothered to find out,

unidentified fingerprints were found
on Leah's door after her death.

Now, they could have been left
by someone unrelated to the case.

They could have been left
by a deliveryman, pizza boy.

But the police have long suspected
they were left by Leah's killer.

I'm guessing that the fingerprints were
not a match for Wallace Rourke?

Correct. All of which would suggest
that Moriarty may be right.

Daren Sutter killed an innocent man.

Maybe Moriarty's right
because he set Sutter up.

An excellent theory, hindered only
by the fact that it is nigh on impossible.

It's completely possible. Moriarty said
he did things like this for a living.

Daren Sutter saw his sister's killer
running away from her body.

His face is etched onto his brain.

How does anyone, including Moriarty,

trick a man into killing someone
other than the person he saw?

It's been over 20 years.

Memories get distorted,
influenced...

No, no, not the memory
of the person who took your sister,

who took someone you loved from you.

It is a conundrum.

But once solved,

we will have the complete truth
which Moriarty has requested.

This taste in my mouth is horrid.

If you wanna use the toilet,
I'll just turn away.

You didn't have asparagus
last night, did you?

Why do you think
Moriarty's putting you through all this?

Well, he obviously views me
as an enemy.

Yes, but why?

I must have interrupted some
criminal enterprise of his in London.

Then why didn't he just kill you?
Why do what he did to Irene,

and why is he making you jump through
hoops now that you're in New York?

He's a more complex opponent
than I have faced in some time.

Are you even afraid of him?

I find fear to be an unproductive filter
with which to view the world.

It dampens my powers of...

Can't you answer a question
like a normal human being?

As I mentioned earlier, he clearly doesn't
wanna kill me, so, no, I'm not afraid.

Well, there are ways to hurt you
that do not involve hurting you.

Watson, you know that there are risks
entailed in the work that l...

That we perform.

You cannot do the work
without undertaking those risks.

But know this,
as far as Moriarty is concerned,

I will never allow any harm
to come to you. Not ever.

- You can't promise that.
- And yet I have.

Now, given the amount of questions
which need answering,

I propose that we split up.
I will go and see Mr. Sutter again,

see if he can't shed
some more light on the situation.

You pay a visit to Mrs. Sutter.

See if you can't convince her
that access to the firm's client list

might help us find the man
who put them in this predicament.

Okay?

Wallace Rourke killed my sister.

- The evidence suggests...
- What evidence?

It's an assortment of facts arranged
to support what you want to believe.

I don't want to believe anything.
I want to make sense of this.

I acknowledge that the evidence that
Rourke was out of the country

is far from ironclad.

And yet it seems unwise to ignore
the possibility that you were misled.

If you were,
who stands to benefit from that?

You're being played.

Manipulated by whoever
sent you down this path.

Well aware of that possibility.

And yet, as unlikely as it seems,
it is at least possible

that you were tricked
into killing the wrong man.

Okay. You said the other day
I'm a terrible liar?

You tell me if I'm lying right now.

Wallace Rourke murdered my sister.

MORIARTY: If there is a crime to be done,
a paper to be abstracted,

a house to be rifled,
a man to be removed,

the word is passed to me,
the matter is planned...

No, I'm sorry.

I've never heard
this man's voice before.

Like I said, Mr. Holmes and I believe that
he may be targeting one of your clients.

If you would allow me to look at your list,
we might be able to figure out...

I'm sorry. Our clients need to
be able to trust our discretion

as much as our ability
to keep them safe.

And as far as your theory that
this man is behind some conspiracy

to bring Daren down...

- You found bugs in here, didn't you?
- Let's say that we did.

There's a lot of people who'd like to know
what's going on inside these walls.

And even if the man you're referring to
is surveilling us,

he couldn't possibly have set Daren up
to kill the wrong man.

Daren saw Wallace Rourke's face
that night.

Isn't it possible
that he got it wrong?

That after so many years
of wanting to find the killer,

he was ready to believe he had?

There's no way
he would make a mistake like that.

You have to understand, for Daren,
his life is divided into two halves.

Before Leah's murder and after.

Did you know Daren before she died?

I wish I had.

I actually met Daren at a candlelight vigil
the town was holding for Leah.

That is a very complicated time
to get involved.

It was a complicated time to meet.

We didn't get involved
until a few months after.

Daren found closure
when he killed Wallace Rourke.

Am I sad that he's in jail?

Yes.

But I'm also grateful
that he finally found some peace.

Sherlock? You here?

My meeting with Kate Sutter was a bust.
She's not giving up their client list.

Her husband refused
to discuss his enemies,

as that would entertain the notion
that he was being set up.

So I began to catalog them myself,
using some files I got from Detective Bell.

As the head of
a successful risk management firm,

Sutter's put away a long list
of stalkers, abusive husbands,

and dangerous obsessives.

It looks like
a pretty competitive field.

On top of that, he shared his obsession
with his sister's killer with the world,

so there's no shortage of people
who know about his Achilles' heel.

[HOLMES SIGHS]

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm just a bit stiff.
Been sitting for too long.

I'm just...

Forgive me.

The last few days
have just, uh, taken their toll.

To be so...

So close to some answers
which I've sought for so long.

[SIGHS]

I cannot come up empty-handed.

Why don't you go
get something to eat?

I will clean up.

I was just thinking
how difficult this case is for you.

I know how badly Moriarty hurt you,

and I was just thinking,
I wish that I could fix it for you.

I appreciate the sentiment, Watson, but
I fear that your goal may be unobtainable.

What about Daren Sutter?

I mean, he's a lot like you.

Except he got what he wanted.

He's at peace now.

We've been trying to identify people
who wanted to tear Sutter down,

but what if he was tricked
into killing Wallace Rourke

by someone
who wanted to lift him up?

If this is about Daren,

I don't feel comfortable
answering questions without his attorney.

Actually, Mrs. Sutter,
this is about you.

We were hoping you might confirm
exactly when you met your husband.

As I told Ms. Watson, it was in 1991,
at a vigil for his sister, Leah.

- So that would be after her death?
- Obviously.

Being with Daren
as long as you have,

I'd assume you know
as much about her case as anyone.

So surely you know that partial fingerprints
were found on her front door that night.

They were never identified,

but police thought there was
a chance they belonged to the killer.

But they didn't, did they?
They belonged to you.

You were the one who came through
the door that night, not your husband.

You handled Ms. Watson's phone
yesterday.

We pulled your prints and compared them
to the ones from Leah's house.

- They matched.
- That means you lied to me.

You did know Daren before Leah died.

GREGSON:
We checked public records.

You were married to another man
at this time.

You and Mr. Sutter
were having an affair.

Okay.

So Daren and I were together
before Leah died. So what?

HOLMES:
So

now we know why he was so certain he
killed the right man all those months ago.

Because you told him
it was the right man.

He never saw the killer's face,
you did.

But you couldn't admit that
without revealing your affair.

BELL: And so Daren became
the official witness,

relaying all the details you saw

as if he were the one
who came in the door that night.

Problem solved. Till the police couldn't
find the man you described to Daren.

That was hard on Daren. And you.

HOLMES:
Twenty-two years later,

you came across a man who you thought
could pass for an older version

of the man in this sketch.

And that was Wallace Rourke.

And the only way you could give your
husband the peace he'd never had

was to insist that Wallace Rourke
was the man that you saw that night.

He was the man I saw that night.

Rourke killed Leah.

As a matter of fact, he didn't.

We were just able to confirm,
a little while ago,

he wasn't even in the country
at the time of the murder.

You saw someone else that night.

Now, listen.

Your husband is gonna find out
about this sooner or later.

Why don't you do yourself a favor
and tell us the whole story?

I loved Leah too.
But she wasn't my sister.

She was Daren's.

What happened that night, it...

It changed him.

I didn't love him any less.
If anything, I loved him more.

Doing what we do here and
doing it well, that helped him.

He started to get better.

But then

when we came up on the 20th anniversary
of Leah's death,

he started to slip away again.

We tried everything. All kinds of therapy,
antidepressants.

None of it helped.

And a few months ago, I came home,
and I found him with a gun.

He had already written me a note
saying goodbye.

I talked him down, but I knew it was just
a matter of time before he tried again.

I had to do something.

He looked enough like the sketch
to fool Daren.

That combined with your insistence
that it was the same man was all it took.

This was the only way to save Daren.

BELL: No, that's what
72-hour psych holds are for.

Rourke was an innocent man.

I didn't relish Mr. Rourke's death,

but between him and Daren,

it wasn't a hard choice.

Neither is this.
You're under arrest.

So now that we have the whole truth,
why do I feel so lousy?

That's Moriarty's intention.

I think this is supposed to be
a stupid lesson.

Show me a man who craves vengeance
and can destroy the lives of others.

You think this is his way
of getting you to back off?

I think I'm gonna go
and visit Daren Sutter again.

I feel an obligation to break the news
of his wife's deceit personally.

I'll meet you back at the brownstone.

Uh, I'm just curious why
you're the one telling me all this.

I thought you deserved to know.

You said you understood me.

You experienced loss too, but what,
you couldn't wait for one more night?

After I suffered for 22 years?

I'll delve into Leah's case.

I'll do everything possible
to bring her killer to justice.

Wow, you still don't get it, do you?

Unless you plan on finding the man
who murdered my sister

and bringing him back here to me so I can
strangle him with my own hands,

there's never gonna be any justice.

MORIARTY: I've just been informed
of Mrs. Sutter's arrest.

Finally, you've earned your answers.

I don't suppose I could convince you
to deliver them in person?

MORIARTY: The truth, Holmes,
is that I hope we never meet.

My sense is that would be
a great shame.

- For one of us.
MORIARTY: My point.

We can end this now.

I can promise you
our paths will never cross again.

Or you may have your answers.

I'm curious to see which you choose.

[PHONE BEEPS]

[PHONE RINGING]

Watson.

WATSON: Just checking in.
How did Daren take the news?

As well as can be expected.

WATSON: Have you heard anything
from Moriarty yet?

No, afraid not. I'm returning home.
I'll be there shortly.

WATSON:
What do you think's inside?

In this day and age, the simplest way
to track someone is via their cell phone.

You cloned the phone that
Moriarty's been using to contact us.

- I did.
- Hmm.

Right after you told me that
you'd never let Moriarty hurt me.

I thought you'd try
and pull something like this.

- You asked me to be your partner.
- You are my partner.

You lied about hearing from Moriarty
so you could come here on your own.

Watson.

Most puzzles I see from the outside
and it gives me a certain clarity.

I am right in the center of this one.

It has blurred my vision,
to say the least.

- I just lied to protect you.
- I didn't ask you to protect me.

And I did not sign on to work with you
to be put on the sidelines

every time you or Gregson or anyone
decides it's too dangerous.

- You want the danger.
- I wanna know I'm not kidding myself

by staying with you.

The reasons I'm here are personal.

I could say the same thing.

I have been with you every step of the way
these past couple of weeks.

We have worked hard on this case.

Whatever answers he's got in there
for you, I deserve them too.

[MOZART'S "DON GIOVANNI
OVERTURE" PLAYING IN DISTANCE]

[WHISPERS]
What is it?

[IN NORMAL VOICE]
Sherlock.

[WHISPERS]
Irene.

Irene.

[IN NORMAL VOICE]
Irene?

Irene.