Hawaii Five-0 (2010–…): Season 1, Episode 11 - Palekaiko - full transcript

Come on.

It's over there.

Help me. Help me, please.

Please.

Please. Help me.

- Not bad for your first time.
- Could have kept going.

Ha, ha, first rule of spear fishing is,

you kill what you eat,
you eat what you kill.

Guess what's for lunch today.

You know, your dad
took me fishing a couple of times.

He and some of the vets
would rent boats for the day.



- What, Kailua Bay?
- Yeah.

Oh, man, when I was a kid,
I always wanted him to take me.

Back when I was a rookie,
very eager to impress.

Took me five minutes to realize
it was less about the fishing,

- more about the drinking.
- Yeah, that was my dad.

Ha, ha. I'll tell you, though,
he had some great stories.

I wanna show you something.

One of the last things my father said
to me before he was killed

didn't make sense at the time.

But he called me champ.

My entire life,
he's never once called me that.

It's gotta be a clue.
He wanted you to find it.

All this stuff was inside.

The post cards
are from Osaka, Japan.



I got two names off them, both former
yakuza lieutenants now deceased.

And photos of a car.
Looks like the result of a car bomb.

- I got an unmarked key.
- Looks like a furniture key.

Right. And I've tried every single lock
in this entire house.

I even tracked down my dad's old desk
from the H.P.D. Nothing fits.

This number,
I've been trying to match this

to bank accounts, passports,
social security numbers, nothing.

Nothing comes up.

You were his partner when he retired.
Does any of this make sense to you?

I think this is a case number.

I considered that.
It doesn't match H.P.D.'s filing format.

Back when everything
was logged manually,

they used this form for police reports.
Now it's all done electronically.

Well, if this is a case file,
can you get your hands on it?

Oh. I know someone
back at the archives.

He's probably the only guy on the force
who'll take my call, but...

- Yeah, I'll reach out.
- Thanks.

That's us.

Thanks. All right, if you could escort
them out, that'd be great. Shoots.

Nursing supervisor to C4.

So vic's name is Erica Harris.

She's 26
and she's here on her honeymoon.

They found her at Kahana State Park
wearing nothing but a nightie.

Totally disoriented.

She was suffering from dehydration
and exposure.

- Any signs of assault?
- No sexual trauma.

She does have some minor injuries
including defensive bruising.

Looks like
a possible abduction case.

Possible abduction?
Either you're abducted or you're not.

The thing is she doesn't
actually remember being taken.

H.P.D. tried to get a statement
from her,

but she doesn't even know
how she ended up in the forest,

20 miles away from her hotel.

Have we ruled out the obvious, like
psychiatric disorders, sleepwalking?

I don't know,
a hard night of partying?

Yeah, thank you very much.

I have definitely heard
wilder drinking stories

than ending up half-naked in the
forest. But her blood alcohol is normal.

We're waiting on a tox panel.
Her medical history's clean.

The husband? He see anything?

His name is Jake Harris,
he's nowhere to be found.

- Which means he might be a suspect.
- Or a victim.

I don't understand. I mean...

Why would somebody do this to us?
Why would they take Jake?

Look, I know this is hard,

but, um, I need you to try to tell us
what happened last night.

Um...

After dinner, we, um...

We went for a long walk
along the beach,

we got back to our hotel room
around 10:30.

I went to sleep.

I woke up.

It was dark and cold.

You were in the forest?

No, it was inside a room.

Inside a room,
but not your hotel room?

Was anybody in the room with you?

I'm not sure.

It was really dark.

It's okay.

You said your hands and feet
were tied.

How'd you free yourself?

I don't know.

It was all really foggy and...

I just remember

running through the woods.

And I kept thinking:

"Don't stop.

Just keep going."

So that's what I did.

What happened after that?

That's all I remember.

Okay, um, listen,
we're gonna let you rest, okay?

I know this has been really hard
for you so just try to relax. Come on.

Okay, why'd you cut that short?

Because I have interviewed enough
victims to know when to back off.

She's not just a victim.
She's a witness.

The information we get
could help find her husband.

She can't tell us something
she doesn't know.

It's called trauma-induced amnesia,
okay?

Person's in shock,
they suppress memories.

Erica's mother-in-law, Nancy Harris,
just flew in from San Francisco.

I wanna know what happened.

Ma'am, calm down.
- Where is he?

Miss Harris, I'm Lieutenant
Commander McGarrett with Five-0.

My unit is handling this case, okay?

We are putting all of our resources
into finding your son.

I'd like to talk to my daughter-in-law.

Erica's fine. She's being treated
for her injuries right now.

No, you don't understand.

Erica is no victim.

If something happened to my son,
she's responsible.

Jake and Erica met six months ago.

And three weeks later,
they were engaged.

So you don't believe
in love at first sight?

Jake has never been
the impulsive type.

So it concerned me
to see him act so recklessly.

Nevertheless, I decided
to give them my blessing,

provided they sign
a prenuptial agreement.

So Jake had some money.

Jake is a managing partner
at Harris, Axelrod and Price.

It's the law firm
that my late husband founded.

I guess they didn't sign the prenup.

No.

No, and after I suggested it,
he stopped returning my phone calls.

I couldn't reach him at the office

and then I found out
that they ran off to Hawaii.

It was Erica.

I am sure of it.
She targeted my son for his money.

She rushed him into marriage.

She manipulated him.

Jake has a vast fortune.

All she has is a spotty past
and a lot of debt.

- How do you know that?
- Because I did my homework.

Now, I trust that you will do yours.

Please, find my son.

Ah, mother-in-laws.

I take it you didn't have
a good relationship with yours.

No, not really.
She lives in Manchester.

She came to visit once.

It was the longest
and worst 48 hours of my life.

Your mother-in-law came
all the way from England

and stayed for two days?

No, no, no. I checked her
into the Holiday Inn after two days.

It was me or her, babe.

Guys, what do we know?

We ran background
on our newlyweds.

Erica Harris, born Erica Wells,
Jacksonville, 1984.

She bounced around
the country taking dead-end jobs

and amassing over 100 grand
in debt.

She lands in San Francisco
and lends temp work at a law firm

where she meets her husband,
Jacob Harris.

Look at that guy.
Obviously married him for his looks.

Love is blind.
- It's not that blind.

Okay, so evidently, you, Danny,
are down

with the, uh, mother-in-law's
gold-digger theory.

She gets a temp job at a law firm

and six months later,
she is married to the senior partner.

- So, yes.
- Could be she targeted him.

Okay, so the debt gives
her financial motive.

And might be why she wants
to get rid of her husband.

But stage your own abduction?

She looks like a victim
instead of a suspect.

That keeps us busy looking
for someone who doesn't exist.

Hotel security reported no signs of
forced entry at the honeymoon suite.

Room wasn't accessed by key card.

Okay, so we got two people
that get grabbed from their hotel room

and we have no idea
how the abductor got in or out.

Couple's rental car was taken from the
south parking structure at 2:30 a.m.

I also pulled the call log
from the hotel room phone.

Nothing out of the ordinary there,
but the night they were abducted,

there were five calls placed
from Erica's cell phone

to the same local number,
Pagoda Hotel, Waikiki.

All right, so if she did clip her husband,
maybe she had an accomplice.

I don't know anything
about a Pagoda Hotel.

Certainly didn't make any calls to it.

So how do you explain
the five calls from your cell phone

to the front desk there yesterday?

I don't know.

Maybe Jake borrowed my phone.
He forgot to bring his cell charger.

From what we hear,
he had to pack in a hurry.

You spoke to Jake's mother.

I know what she thinks of me,
but I didn't marry Jake for his money.

You wouldn't sign
the prenuptial agreement?

No.

No, I was willing to sign the prenup.

Jake was the one who refused.

He didn't wanna give his mother
the victory.

That's why we came here
to get away from her.

The woman is toxic.

Wait, you think that I would do
something to hurt Jake?

We're not saying that, okay?

You need to understand, you're
our only witness in this investigation.

Yeah, and unfortunately, that does
make you a person of interest.

We just got married.

This is our honeymoon.

Now Jake is missing.

I can't even go back to our hotel room
because it's a crime scene.

Listen, why don't you let us set you up
in a hotel room with an H.P.D. detail?

Why,
so you can keep an eye on me?

This room alone is bigger
than my whole apartment.

The trunk of my car is bigger
than your apartment.

Oh, thanks for reminding me.

So this is what $5,500 a night buys?

I'm probably biased
because I'm local,

but I can't imagine a honeymoon spot
less exotic than a Waikiki hotel

with a ukulele band in the lobby.

Why? Where do you wanna go
when you get married, Cleveland?

Ha.

If I get married, it'll probably be
somewhere with cobblestone

like Prague or Brussels.

Ooh, fancy.

Malia and I were gonna go to Lanai.

It's the furthest I could take her
on a cop's salary.

Yeah, she didn't even deserve that.

Hey, easy to judge from a distance.
Wasn't so simple.

Sorry. It's just...

If you wanna forgive her
for abandoning you

when you needed her the most,
that's fine.

But I sure as hell don't have to.

Hey, coz, do you smell that?

What?

Oh, smells like nail polish remover,
lots of it.

Connecting suite next door.

That could have been
the point of entry?

Yeah, there was this case
a few years back.

Burglar pumped acetone gas
into a high-rise condo

before he robbed the place.

- Acetone, like in nail polish remover?
- Exactly.

But in gas form,
it actually incapacitates the victims.

So they won't wake up
during the robbery.

That's disturbingly well thought out.

It might also explain why Erica
has no memory of the abduction.

Hold on.

What are you doing?

Just large enough
to feed a gas line through.

We need to get into that room.

Spoke to the manager. All the calls
from Erica's cell, Room 106 right here.

- Did you get a name?
- No, guy paid cash up front.

He's been here a week.

Hello? Hello? Anyone home?
Nobody's home.

- All right.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Opening it, that's what doors do.

First of all, you cannot open doors
without consent, is that clear?

- And second?
- Second, it's probably locked.

Yes, it's locked.

But I may have heard a distant cry
for help, "Please help me,"

coming through this door,

therefore giving us probable cause
to enter the premises.

And we would be remiss
not to render assistance to that call.

- Right?
- I think so. I agree, yes. You must.

Oh, oh.
What the hell are you doing?

Probable cause.
I thought we were just doing a thing.

A thi... I meant that we'd get a key
from the manager,

- you Neanderthal animal.
- We don't need it.

Just go.

- Check this out.
- I cannot wait to tell these people

that you and the State of Hawaii
owe them a new door.

Erica and Jake Harris,
they're in all of these.

They picked up a stalker
on their honeymoon.

Yeah.

- Oh, gun.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Five-0.
You move, I'm gonna kill you, okay?

Yeah.

"Kurt Miller, Benicia, California."

What are you people doing
in my room?

Investigating a case.
What are you doing?

He's got a PI license.

I'm investigating a case too.

Looks like our source
for the acetone.

Chin?

Find something?

Yeah, Jake Harris.

Hey, medical examiner says
Jake's been dead for 12 hours.

That puts the murder at about 2 a.m.

Fits Erica's timeline.

Yeah, but that's not the only thing.

Someone put gas into their room
from an adjoining suite.

My guess is that it's acetone,
which explains Erica's memory gap

and how she just woke up
in the woods.

Did you get an ID
on who rented the adjoining suite?

No, it wasn't booked for last night.

Suspect gained access
using a stolen maintenance key.

- You got anything on your end?
- I'll let you know.

I know how this must look.

I'm a former cop myself.

There's an abduction.
There's one person missing.

You find me here
with some incriminating photos.

Some incriminating photos?

Huh? Pay attention, Magnum, all right,
you're like stalkarazzi.

There's 200 photos
of the same couple.

I'm not saying anything else
without my counsel.

- So book me if you have to.
- Do not say it.

Thank you.

We book you,
it's gonna be for murder one.

What are you talking about?

Jake Harris is dead.

We found his body at the Akahai.

His father was an old friend.

I've been working at the firm for over
20 years as an in-house investigator.

Jake was like family.

Nancy asked me to help.

Nancy Harris, Jake's mother?

After they got engaged, she had me
run a background check on Erica.

Then the kids took off
and she sent me to find them.

How long were you tailing them?

I got here after the wedding
and followed them for about a week,

until two days ago.

Why'd you stop?

I got made.

Jake spotted me and demanded
I back off, so I did.

Oh, maybe if I'd been there,
I could have stopped it.

Hey, let me ask you a question,
okay?

You ran background on Erica.
You saw how she was with Jake.

Was she playing him?

I'll tell you like I told Nancy.

Seen a lot of gold diggers in my time,
but Erica was not one of them.

The way she loved Jake,

there's no faking that.

I got this one.

Thank you.

My first week out of the academy,
we get a call, drive-by shooting.

And an 8-year-old kid gets shot
in the crossfire,

and it is my job to go tell this kid's
mother that she has lost her son.

I remember that moment.
It was brutal.

I remember sitting there thinking,
"This has got to get easier," you know?

Yeah, but it doesn't.

I was 16.

My mom was late for dinner.

Mom was never late.

And, uh, the doorbell rang and from
the minute I saw that cop's face,

I knew right away.

How'd it happen?

It was a car accident, drunk driver.

My dad used to say he felt sorry for
the cop who had to come and tell us.

And, uh, I never understood
what he meant by that

until the day it came
that I had to do it myself.

I guess the day you get used to it
is the day you hang it up, right?

- Radio?
- Yeah.

Are you serious?

- What?
- You're not gonna do something?

- You're not gonna change this?
- What's wrong with this?

You're gonna leave this?

- It's okay.
- It's okay?

All right. Okay.

I know that you have been trained
to endure torture, okay?

But this is unbearable, okay?

This is not right, okay?

Songs this bad make stable people
wanna kill other people.

You understand?

- I think it's kind of catchy.
- You...

Sounds like he's torturing a walrus.

Max?

- Max?
- Oh, yes. Oh, hi. Uh...

The room gets extremely cold,

which causes the soundboard
to expand and contract,

which causes the pitch to be off-key.

I had a piano tuner,
but, uh, he liked to chat.

It was emotionally draining.

Max, you have the autopsy results
on Jake Harris?

I do.

COD was asphyxiation as a result
of ligature strangulation.

No defensive wounds.

No apparent signs
that the victim tried to resist.

There was a canister of acetone gas at
the scene. We think he was sedated.

Yes, that would be consistent
with the tox panel.

Mr. Harris had elevated levels
of ketone in his blood.

I'm guessing we'll find the same thing
when we get back Erica's tests.

The wife was assaulted as well?

Yeah, she was abducted
from the hotel.

- Was she taken to a remote area?
- Yeah.

And let me guess,
they were newlyweds.

They were on a honeymoon.

How are you putting this
all together?

Ah. Well, in my spare time,

I contribute to an online community
devoted to unsolved homicides.

So you work with dead bodies all day
and your hobby is dead bodies?

I also make pickles.

It's a good way
to reuse specimen jars.

There we go.

About a year ago, there was a series
of homicides in French Polynesia.

So you think they're connected
to the Harris case?

Similar m.o.
All victims were newlywed couples,

all were dosed with tranquilizing
agents prior to the attack.

And in every case,
the men were asphyxiated on site.

What about the women?

Well, the killer took more time
with them.

They were always found
24 to 48 hours later mutilated.

Their bodies were discarded
in isolated areas.

This is our guy.

We have a serial killer.

We got three couples murdered

over the course of seven days.

One in Bora-Bora.

One in Huahine.

The other in Moorea.

All of them were newlyweds.

Newlywed killer.
Someone should just tell this guy

that if people stay married
long enough, they kill each other.

It gets weirder. Check this out.
So here's Erica Harris.

Now, here are his previous
three female victims.

None from the islands.
Dark hair. Blue eyes.

At least we know he has a type.
This may help us find his next victim.

And there definitely
will be a next victim.

Last time,
this guy dropped three bodies.

This guy's pretty clever.

Commits a crime. Before the bodies
are found, he's off to another island.

He may not be on Oahu anymore.

McGarrett.

I'll put out an alert
to all law-enforcement agencies

and send over what we have so far.

That was H.P.D.

They found the Harris rental car.

Nothing in the trunk.

The rear-view's tilted up.
The seat's pushed way back.

I'm thinking our guy's tall,
probably about 6 feet.

Right. Well, if Erica was unconscious,
he couldn't have taken her very far.

She came to in a dark room,
didn't know where she was.

We should check all nearby storage
facilities and outposts.

I need your men.
We're gonna start here.

We're gonna canvas outwards.
Guys, guys.

Our suspect could still be here
so look sharp, okay?

Let's go.

These the photos we got off the PI?

Yeah, he was trailing the Harrises
for over a week snapping photos.

So I got to thinking that maybe
he wasn't the only one following them.

Well, serial killers tend
to stalk their victims beforehand.

So I ran the photos through
the facial-recognition software.

I didn't get any hits
on the national database.

So

I started going through
the photos manually.

- You ever play "Where's Waldo?"
- Look at that.

He's in three different photographs.

Each one taken at a different time
and different location.

- What are the odds?
That's not a coincidence.

I think you just found
our serial killer.

Hey, yo, over here.

Look at this door, huh?

This is where he could have been
holding our victim.

Okay, one, two, three, go.

- Good?
- Clear.

Hey, look at this.
This rope has blood on it.

Come check this out.

Wow.

Very charming fellow. Must have been
the popular kid in high school.

I got morphine.

This must be how he sedated her.

I guess he didn't use
a big enough dose.

Morphine is a Schedule I
controlled substance.

Right, which means
every dose is traceable.

I'll get Kono on it.

Did you track the vial of morphine?

Yeah, I got a hit on that Rx number.

It looks like this vial was released
to the chief medical officer

aboard a Pacific Discovery cruise ship,
The Eternity.

But it was stolen
from the ship's infirmary two days ago.

- Cruise ship?
- Yeah.

- What are you thinking?
- The previous murders:

Bora-Bora, Huahine and Moorea.

They're all popular stops
on Polynesian cruise lines.

So this guy's traveling
by cruise ship

and he's stalking his victims on shore
when the boats dock.

I'm betting he's on The Eternity.

McGarrett.

We took a look
at those murders from a year ago.

Each one of them occurred when the
Star of Polynesia was docked at port.

That's a ship that tours those islands.
Dates and locations match.

Now we know how he got from island
to island, on that boat.

And that morphine you found,

that was just stolen off a local ship
called The Eternity.

I checked passenger lists
for both cruise ships

and there's one name that appears
on both, Bradford Matinsky, 36.

He boarded The Eternity
four days ago on the big island.

And he matches the photos
we got off of that PI. This is our guy.

- Where's that ship now?
- Ten miles off of Kauai.

It's scheduled to dock
in less than an hour,

right around sunrise.

We're working our options
to keep it at dock.

We'll tell them that customs
is backed up. Call in a bomb threat.

Hell, have CDC quarantine
the entire ship

on suspicion
of a black plague outbreak.

I don't care what you do.

- Okay, nobody disembarks.
You got it.

Give me those two.

- Put that on.
- Absolutely not.

We're going after a suspect who may
now be aware the police are after him.

We don't wanna spook him.
We wanna blend in. Put the lei on.

Please,
don't make me wear flowers.

Danny, we don't have a lot of time.

I'm gonna do it, okay,
but I'm not gonna be happy.

Take the tie off.
No one on a cruise ship wears a tie.

They do all the time, so they can hang
themselves when they're bored.

Put it in your pocket
and you can kill yourself later.

Kalia deck. Cabin 226. Make sure
the corridors are clear before we go in.

I'm not gonna
put the passengers at risk.

Okay.

Keep all these folks back.

Keep this floor clear.

All right.

- Ready?
Uh-huh.

One, two...

He's not here.

Listen, you have been docked here
for over an hour,

which means our suspect
is more than likely getting a little antsy.

So we need to execute the search
as quickly as possible

before he takes things
into his own hands.

Take a look at the photos.
Pass them along.

His name is Bradford Matinsky.

He's 6 feet tall, 36 years old.

He's extremely dangerous
and he's more than likely armed.

So do not try to apprehend him,
okay?

If you spot him,
you radio me immediately.

Got that? Okay, move out.
Let's go. Let's go. Go.

But unfortunately,
we're experiencing mechanical issues

on the gangway at this time.

For your safety, we ask that you
remain onboard until further notice.

I'm sure we'll be able
to get you on your way soon.

Danny, check his luggage.

We gotta find out
how this guy picks his victims.

- Heads up.
- What do you got?

Wedding and engagement rings.

Matinsky took these off his victims.
It's the trophies of his kills.

This guy is beyond disturbed, okay?
I bet he even eats from the buffet line.

Wait a minute.
Danny, check this out.

This guy did his homework.

These are from the Akahai's
internal booking system.

It's a reservation list
for every room in the hotel.

Jake Harris' name is circled.
How does he get this?

And he's got travel itineraries,
topography maps,

wedding announcements.

All the women look alike.

And each of these couples,
all the women...

That's how he does it.

That's how he does it.
Danny, look, they're all couples.

He finds couples booked into
honeymoon suites, stalks them online.

And find the ones that fit his m.o.

And we got
at least four couples here.

- So how we gonna find who's next?
- I don't know. Pick.

Commander McGarrett.

Commander McGarrett,
I've got eyes on the suspect.

Atrium deck,
headed down the stairwell.

Copy that.
Do not close on Matinsky, okay?

We're headed your way.

I'm still on him.

He's heading towards
the staterooms on the... Unh!

Danny?

I got him. Go ahead.

- You all right?
He went that way.

Ma'am, get back in your room.
Back in your room. Close the door.

Coast Guard's
got divers in the water.

Kauai P.D. has been up
and down the shore.

- There's no sign of Matinsky.
- He's gone. Where did he go?

Could have gotten on a plane
when Erica got away, he didn't.

- He got back on the boat.
- Right, because he's not a runner.

His drive to kill overpowers
his self-preservation instincts.

He didn't kill Erica,
so now he needs a substitute.

I'm looking over this file.
Check this out.

Kristen and Elliot Clark.
They got married four days ago.

Travel itinerary says
that they are on Kauai now.

Staying in the honeymoon suite
at a hotel that I cannot pronounce.

The Hikina. That's not far from here.

All right, Chin, you got me
and Super SEAL. Go ahead.

So I dug up a little more background
info on our man Bradford Matinsky.

Turns out he's a systems analyst
for an engineering firm

in Lansing, Michigan.

Explains his computer skills.

Two years ago, he was engaged
to be married to a Natalie Hayes.

They were planning
a big beach wedding in Barbados.

Let me guess, she had a change
of heart. Can't imagine why.

Took it pretty hard, though. Quit
his job, he went on unemployment.

And two months later,
Natalie Hayes goes missing.

Surprise, surprise.

Was Matinsky ever charged?

No. He was a person of interest, but
he was never charged with the crime.

The case is still unsolved.

All right, so this nut-job
kills his fianc?e

and now he's living out some sick,
sadistic revenge fantasy.

Exactly.

The dates of the murders coincide
with the anniversary of the wedding.

Marriage gets called off
in December of '08.

Polynesian murders go down
in December of '09.

And a year later, here we are.

Oh, crap.

I thought I turned it off.

Honey, you just completely ruined
my Zen.

Sorry. Private number.

- Don't do it.
- It could be my parents.

Exactly.

- Hello?
Aloha, Mrs. Clark,

this is Jonathan
from guest services.

I'm sorry to disturb you,
but you have a call at the front desk.

I'm in the middle of a massage.
Do you know what it's about?

I'm sorry, I don't.
They said it's a family emergency.

Oh, my God.
Okay, I'll be right there.

There's a courtesy phone on the
second floor at the end of the hallway.

I can connect you from there.

Thanks. I'm on my way.

I wasn't able
to get in touch with the Clarks.

We're still ten minutes out.

We need to find them.
Get their security, now.

Look, this can't be right.

He said the courtesy phone
would be here.

I mean, they said to look for...

Hey, that's him right there.

- That was him?
That's him.

- Whoa, whoa.
- Relax.

- Go, go. Come on. Come on.
- I'm going.

All right, May 18th, 1996.

- What is that?
- It's the last time I puked.

All right?
Don't make me break my streak.

- You will not puke in this car.
- Hey, hey, hey!

If you're gonna be sick in here, you
crack that window. This is a loaner.

All right, all right.

Truck. Truck! Truck!

- Get on it. Let's go.
- I'm on it.

He's got Kristen.
Come on, come on, come on.

Drop your weapon.

Stay back.

I'm warning you.

Stay right there!
Put the guns down.

Put your weapon down
and let the girl go, please.

I do and I go to jail.

You don't and you die.

So does she.

Listen to me, huh?
We know about your fianc?e.

We know she left you on the altar
in front of your friends,

in front of your family.

We know that must have hurt.

- You don't know anything.
- I do, all right?

I know what it's like to have someone
you love walk away from you.

- What are you doing?
- What?

What are you doing?
The guy's clearly a psychopath.

You're trying
to make friends with him?

- He's standing right in front of us.
- I see him standing.

- You're a cop. You're not a therapist.
- Hey.

I have been trained
for this kind of thing, okay?

What, to bore people
into submission?

Don't listen to him, okay?

His idea of communication
is he drops a winning one-liner,

shoots you in the face.
Don't worry about it.

I'll shoot this guy
so he doesn't have to listen to you.

Why don't you do your thing,
I'll do mine? All right?

Matinsky, put
the knife down. It's over. It's over.

No, no, no.

Hey, hey. You're okay.
Come here. Come here.

You're all right.

I don't know that I can do this.

I don't think you can afford not to.

You accused your daughter-in-law
of pretty terrible things.

She has ever reason
to hate you right now,

but the truth is she needs you.

You both loved him.

And despite everything, you're family.
That should stand for something.

Do you really think
that she'll forgive me?

You never know unless you try.

Take all the time you need.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You got a minute?
- Yeah.

So I heard back from
my guy over at the H.P.D. archives.

He looked up that case number
that your dad had written down.

- What did he say?
- The file's missing.

Which means
it was either lost somehow...

- Or somebody stole it.
- Yeah.

I was able to get a bit of information
just based on the file number itself.

Here's the thing.

The case was opened
on April 19th, 1992.

That was the...

That was the day my mother had
her car accident. The day she died.

Yeah.

Okay, uh, why would somebody steal
my mother's accident report?

Oh, because according to this,
it wasn't an accident report.

What are you talking about, Chin?

It was a homicide.

You're saying
that my mother was murdered?

I think that's what your father
was investigating.