Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016): Season 2, Episode 3 - Sailor Man - full transcript

[OVER SPEAKERS]
Get on it

Get, get, get on it

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[CROWD CHEERlNG]



Get, get on it

Get on it
Get, get, get on it

I'm just the bomb
So this is what you want

Let loose and get to the fun
Let them juicers run from the gun

Pop it up
Get on it

[UPBEAT DANCE MUSlC PLAYlNG lNSlDE]

[OVER SPEAKERS]
A little better than the last time

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SCREAMlNG]

[TALKlNG lNDlSTlNCTLY]

MAN:
Hey.

[HORNS HONKlNG]

Oh. Leave them alone.
They're serving our country.

Ma, Maura and I are the only people
who can hear you.



Poor boys, they need a little fun.
It's Fleet Week.

Yeah. Poor boys need to learn
how to hold their alcohol.

God, I can't wait for these guys
to be gone.

Roosevelt endorsed the first Fleet Week
in 1935.

He was intent on expanding the Navy.

Oh, he's cute.

JANE:
Yeah, move along, move along.

She's too young for you. Goodbye.

I really wanna thank you
for taking me to brunch.

I know you have better things to do
on a Sunday morning.

JANE: Come on.
- Don't be silly.

What could be more fun than taking out
your broke, homeless mother...

...who's been dumped by your father?

Ma, stop.

Oh, my car is breaking down too?

It's the only thing in my life
that's been working.

- I'm sure it's fine.
- Or not.

Come on, Maura, help me push.

[JANE CHUCKLES]

- We're gonna push?
- We're gonna push.

Oh, good thing I wore my wedges.

It's okay, ma'am. We can push.

Oh.

All right. Thanks.

Thank you. Oh, he's cute too.

He called me "ma'am."
Ma, scoot over.

Do you think they could push us
to Gilberti's garage. It's so close.

You know, female commissioned
officers are addressed as ma'am.

- It's a sign of respect.
- Sir is a sign of respect.

Ma'am is for fat, old cat ladies.

Are you talking about me?

Do you have a cat?

No.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome, ma'am.

- See what I mean?
MAURA: No.

- Hello?
GlOVANNl: Yeah, hang on.

- Giovanni. Ha-ha-ha.
- Hey.

- Where's your father?
- He's in Florida.

- I'll get grease on you.
- Oh.

- It's okay.
- Oh.

Look at his shoulder to hip ratio.
Lengthy metacarpals.

ANGELA:
Let me see you. You look wonderful.

Hey, how you doing?

Great. You look hot as ever.

Doesn't she?

Your ma, nicest lady on the block.

I swear to God, I'll never forget
your chocolate chip cookies.

- Aw. Ha-ha-ha.
- Come on.

This is my friend, Dr. Isles.

You can call me Maura.
I don't mind a little grease. Ha-ha.

What's, you know, a little grease
between friends? Ma's car died.

Sounds like the water pump bearing.

Look at you, all My Cousin Vinny.
I love that.

[LAUGHS]

- What the hell are you doing?
- He's hot.

- It's hot?
- The car, it's running hot.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
You're losing some coolant here.

You were always so handy.

- Wasn't he, Jane?
- Ma, stop.

And taking over
for your father like this...

...that's a good son, right, Jane?

- Good son's make good--
- Good mechanics, Ma.

[CELL PHONE RlNGS]

- Rizzoli.
- More than pump. Could take a while.

Do you think I could get
the friends-and-family discount?

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

- You got it, Ms. Rizzoli.
- Oh.

- Thank you.
- Oh.

We have to leave. I wish I could stay
and help you pull the front cover.

- Let's go.
- How? We don't have a car.

We'll take a taxi.

We are not going to the crime scene.

We are going home.

Since you're a gearhead like me,
take Julietta.

- Oh.
- Restored her myself.

- I would love that.
- N-- Uh...

Cool.

I would love that.

MAURA:
1975 was a great year.

JANE:
No. Stay away from Giovanni.

No? Oh, this is a dibs thing.

A dibs thing? Really?

Okay, tell me what you have in common
with him, all right?

He's a blue-collar,
Boston ltalian auto mechanic.

Well, so are you,
well, except for being an auto mechanic.

- And we're best friends.
- Yes. But I'm interesting.

And you don't wanna sleep with me.

- Do you?
- No, no.

But that's my point,
that's all I wanna do with Giovanni.

I just don't really think you have
the patience for Giovanni's type.

- What's his type?
- Fine until he starts to talk.

Sweet. Where did you get that Alfa?

"LUKNHOT."

What do we got?

White female, badly beaten--

Badly beaten, possibly raped.

Brenda Martin, 21-years-old.
Somerville address.

Homeless guy looking for bottles
found her.

Initial external examination
indicates likely sexual assault.

Navy-issue. She was wearing it.
There's a blond hair inside.

Navy?
We got thousands of sailors in town.

Only time I envied sailors: Fleet Week.

- Don't they have Marine Week?
- Do now. I was gypped.

That's a racial slur.

- Racial slur? Against fortune tellers?
- Actually, that's another racial slur.

That's odd. What appears to be
orange juice on her collar.

Now, look at her cheek.
Face paint: red, white and blue.

- Probably an American flag.
JANE: Mm.

- Dust the handle of the door.
- Came out of the Dirty Robber.

It figures.

Swabbies can't even leave us
one little corner during Fleet Week.

- I'll stand by with the crime scene techs.
- I'm coming with you.

JANE:
Why?

You're not the boss of me.

If I wanna go out with Giovanni, I will.

But right now, I have to pee.

Cute blond girl?
There were a bunch of them here.

One with an American flag
on her cheek?

I was too busy making fuzzy navels.

- Fuzzy navels?
- Mm-hm.

Peach Schnapps, OJ, lemonade.
Chick drink.

Sold gallons of them
with the Navy boys in town.

OJ on her collar.

Well, try to remember.
She was 5'2", cute blond.

Face paint, drinking fuzzy navels.

- Hmm.
- Anything ring a bell, slick?

Well, now that you put it so nicely,
there was one couple.

I remember him because he did
that famous sailor kiss with her.

The iconic image photographed
by Alfred Eisenstaedt on VJ Day.

- Yeah, that's the one.
MAURA: Heh.

Didn't you have an emergency?

Yes, I did.

- Can you describe the guy for us?
- Sure.

Young, crew-cut,
wearing a white uniform.

That help you?

Not so much.

Fractures to the ethmoid, lacrimal
and zygomatic bones.

Cause of death?

She was strangled.

Rape kit.

Positive for semen.

Severe vaginal bruising and tearing.

So she was raped.
I'll get this to the lab.

Run profile through CODlS and
Department of Defense DNA Registry.

That DOD databank was intended
to identify soldiers' remains...

...not to find sexual predators.

I hate to think
a Navy man would do this.

I'm gonna get a burger on Boylston.
You want one?

I'll get a sandwich at the cafe.

I wouldn't.
A disaster since Stanley took over.

- Stanley from the post office?
- He's got a cousin in Personnel.

I'll help pay to fix her car.
But what about her?

She's never worked a day in her life.
I have no idea.

She took care of us.

Okay, I'm not saying that we
make her live in a refrigerator box.

She needs to be busy. Do something
so she feels good about herself.

- Oh, she needs a job.
- Yeah.

Out of bagels. Out of toast.
We stop serving breakfast at 8.

Could use help telling time, Stanley.

Get in line. You gonna stand there
or order something?

- Nice customer service.
- Yeah? Thanks.

Could also use help with the coffee.

May I suggest taking your dirty socks
out of the coffee pot.

You don't like it, go someplace else.

Don't tick him off.
Anthrax came through the postal service.

Hey, you know the Fleet Week Killer
you guys are working?

Who's calling him that?

- I want in.
- You want in on my homicide?

I need more experience before the exam.
I'll do grunt work, whatever you want.

- Huh?
- Ugh. Vomit.

I hate carnations.

- Jane, there you are.
- Here I am.

I-- Hey, Frankie.

Hey, Giovanni. How you doing?

So I was wondering if--

If I have a boyfriend? Yes, I do.

It's very serious.

- You do?
- l-- Ahem.

If you could tell me
where to find Maura.

Huh?

Ah.

Giovanni, come in.
What are you doing here?

How did you get stuck
with all this old stuff?

- You look hot.
- Thank you.

For you.

Oh. Uh--

I'm the one that owes you
for letting me drive your Alfa.

You can keep Julietta
as long as you like.

Oh, no, I couldn't.

Here you go. Thank you.

Thank you. Excuse me,
we're just in the middle of a new case.

Sure, I'll let you get back to it.

Can you give my estimate
to Mrs. Rizzoli?

- I'm just charging her for parts.
- That's very nice of you.

I'm not just being nice.

I wanna take you out.

Listen, you like ltalian?

I love ltalians.

- Heh.
- ltalian.

Northern ltalian.

- Southern too, and the food.
- Let me take you to dinner.

Well, it would be faster
if you come to my house.

- Faster?
- For me.

For me,
because I work really long hours.

- Yeah.
- I love hot women who can cook.

Okay.

Oh, nice.

This guy. Ooh.

Ooh. Ha-ha.

God.

Sgt. Korsak, there was a match on the
DNA semen that we found in the victim.

I'm afraid it is a sailor.

Yes, ma'am, I met her at the bar,
but I did not do that.

- What did you do?
- We partied, but--

You partied? Meaning what?

- We had sex, sir.
- You just met her.

I know how this sounds, ma'am,
but I did not hurt her. I liked her.

She was nice.

DA wants him held
on an aggravated rape charge.

Wait, but I didn't do it.
Look, my ship is gonna leave.

We cooperated, but if you think
the Navy's just gonna give you this sailor--

Not up to the Navy.
This is outside of military jurisdiction.

Let's go, sailor.

Detective Frost?
I have a Navy admiral here to see you.

I got this, sergeant detective.

Dad, what are you doing here?

I'm here for the immediate release
of Petty Officer Salerno.

Yeah, nice to see you too.

And to inform you that your superiors
must exonerate the United States Navy...

...from involvement
in these unfortunate events.

You see this badge?
It's a detective's badge.

But right now,
this badge outranks your star.

Don't make this personal, son.

It's not personal.

Need I remind you,
Fleet Week is a very lucrative endeavor.

It'll be a great loss to your city
if it were to be held elsewhere.

I'm pretty sure
we'll manage that loss, sir.

It's too bad
we couldn't settle this like men.

[UPBEAT lNSTRUMENTAL MUSlC
PLAYlNG OVER SPEAKERS]

Are we the oldest people here?

From the two gentlemen at the bar.

My hand hurts from waving.

What are they, 13?
They both have acne.

I think the dark-haired one has braces.

- I'll use the next one to water the plants.
- No, I don't like to be rude.

Is that why you took Giovanni's
velveteen box of chocolates?

What did he get you,
a stuffed rabbit too?

- He's sweet.
- Ugh.

Umbrellas in drinks started
in the 1930's.

Anything Polynesian
was considered wildly exotic.

Unlike Giovanni. Wildly dull.

Why would you say
you'd have dinner with him?

Because he has a spectacular torso...

...and he's giving your mom a great deal
on her car repair.

Well, in that case,
play with him all you like.

Hey, Jane.
We got a second rape victim.

Korsak says same MO.

But Salerno's in lock-up.

Not anymore he's not. Admiral Frost
bailed him out two hours ago.

Admiral Frost?

JANE: You sure it's Frost's father?
- Yeah.

Admiral Frost has got juice
to get bail on a murder suspect.

This rape is on him.

- Jane.
JANE: Ahem. What do you got?

FROST: Dog walker found her.
JANE: You all right?

- We got a sailor raping women.
- Frost, it's not your fault.

- My father sprung him, Jane. It's on me.
- Come on.

PARAMEDlC:
Pulse weak and thready.

- She's still alive.
PARAMEDlC: Heartbeat irregular.

Paramedic went to pronounce her,
found a pulse. She was dumped here.

- Find any personal belongings?
- Nothing. Swept the area.

Look what he left behind, a piece
of a blue surgical bootie. Which means?

He was making sure he didn't leave
behind any footprints or DNA.

Second victim, same MO:
white, petite, 20-something.

If it's Salerno,
he's a serial rapist and a murderer.

MAURA:
She's lucky to be alive.

Near-freezing temperature of the mud
reduced brain swelling. Saved her life.

- What kind of life, though?
- Too soon to know.

Thanks.

- Did you do a rape kit yet?
MAURA: Yes.

Injuries are consistent
with a violent rape...

- ...but there's no evidence of semen.
- So this time he wore a condom.

God, she looks bad.

The MRl shows bleeding on her brain.

It's not looking good.

See this?

What is that?

Looks like some kind of an abrasion
on the skin left by an impression.

- lmpression of what?
- I'd have to do comparison testing.

Looks like a zipper, Maura.

Can you hear me?

My name is Detective Jane Rizzoli.

You're in the hospital. You're safe.
And we're gonna keep you safe...

...and we're gonna find
who did this to you.

Hey, sweetie. What's your name?
Can you tell me your name?

It's dark.

Shh-shh-shh. It's okay, you're safe.

- You're safe.
- No, stop.

Dolphins.

All the dolphins.

It's okay, baby.
Nobody's gonna hurt you here.

Blue light.

I see blue, blue light.

Why?

What do you think?

I think it's a matter of time, Jane.

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

We gotta find Salerno.
I don't want any more of these girls.

"Homey, I need a boner"?

What?

[CHUCKLES]

Spelling errata.
Your mother really should proofread.

It's "Honey, I need a loaner."

Where's her car, Maura?

Until Giovanni fixes it,
I'm her personal chauffeur.

Well, he's doing it at cost, Jane.

He's doing it to get laid, Maura.

Oh.

Okay. It'll be ready tomorrow.

- Ha-ha-ha.
- Hey, ladies, you want one?

- No, thanks.
- It's Dragon Fire.

Free samples, they're great.

- Thank you. Don't be rude.
JANE: Rizzoli.

FROST: We found Petty Officer Salerno.
- That's great, Frost.

Not really.
He has an alibi for the second victim.

- How solid?
- Rock solid.

At least my father did that part right.

Salerno was on the ship,
locked up in the brig.

- This predator's out there.
- I'm having BRIC...

...track every port these ships have
been. Cross-reference with NClC.

Good idea. See if there are reports of
rape-murders where ships have docked.

- Let me know if you get a hit.
- Okay, on it.

All right, bye.

Why didn't Frost tell me
about his father? We're partners.

- Well, do you tell him everything?
- No. Well, yeah.

The big stuff. I mean, we're friends.

Well, you and Frost
are site-specific friends.

Okay. So would we be friends
if we didn't work together?

We would never see each other
if we didn't.

- So that's a no?
- That's a flawed syllogism.

Like all rabbit's have whiskers,
rabbits are mammals...

...so all mammals have whiskers.
Get it?

Never mind.

It's gonna rain.

JANE: Now you're the weather lady?
No. Look at the beacon. Okay?

Steady red, rain ahead.
Steady blue, clear view.

That beacon is highly inaccurate.

No, clear view. It's blue.

Blue light.

That's why she said that.

She could see the light
from where she was being attacked.

What is that?
That's not a residential neighborhood.

That's hotels, right?

MAURA:
She mentioned a dolphin.

There's no Dolphin Hotel.

Maybe it's in a painting
or on a menu or something.

Not a menu.
Most cultures don't eat dolphin.

Although, lnuits hunt orcas,
which is a type of dolphin.

I'm not suggesting we're looking
for a place that serves Flipper.

I'm saying
maybe there's a dolphin in the logo.

Yeah, that's it, Jane. Look.
Sea Harbor Hotel has a dolphin.

I'll get Korsak.

MAN: You can see the beacon
from this floor up.

- This side only?
- Yes.

- Any women registered on the floor?
- Three. All single occupants.

- Your victim was one of our guests?
- We'll know when we see her room.

- Was this room cleaned?
- We don't send Housekeeping when...

...there's a request for privacy.
- Would you open the door, please?

JANE:
She was probably raped here.

He's careful. I bet we won't find
much forensic evidence.

Bet we won't find anything.
Probably lying in wait.

Attacked her,
pinned her to the bed, raped her.

Wearing gloves, booties
and a condom.

Got a name.

Kim Tretorn, 24.

Sales rep for a software company
in Minneapolis.

Welcome to Boston.

Call the Crime Scene Response Unit.
Get them in here.

KORSAK: Kim Tretorn.
In town to meet with vendors.

She had dinner with one
at the hotel at 7:00.

Yeah, here she is going back to her room
alone at 8:04.

They got cameras in the lobby...

...the elevators and emergency exists.
Not the hallways.

Okay, so she gets on the elevator.
Nobody follows her in there.

And we have her here, a minute later,
getting off on her floor.

I've been through every bit
of the security tape...

...stairs, elevator, lobby.

She doesn't leave the hotel.

She got out of the building somehow.

Our dog walker found her
almost beaten to death.

- She didn't leave.
- Her room faces Stanhope Street.

Someone would've noticed if she
rappelled down from the 36th floor.

[CELL PHONE RlNGS]

It's the hospital.

Detective Jane Rizzoli.

Okay, thank you.

Our second victim, Kim, has just died.

I'm sorry I didn't have time to cook.

Mussels Possilipo, beef carpaccio
with a black truffle oil...

...and fettuccine alla grappa
with organic baby tomatoes.

Mm.

- You don't like this?
- I don't like little tomatoes.

We can pick them off.

My ma makes the best plain spaghetti
with butter.

Let's have a glass of wine instead.

You got any beer?

Yes.

There we go. Let's get comfortable.

Ahh.

[GlOVANNl BELCHES]

Hey, you see the new shortstop hit
for the cycle?

I didn't, no.

[MAURA CHUCKLES]

I was noticing your necklace.

Yeah. Wards off the frigging Malochia.

Oh, the evil eye. Of course.

- I'll get you one.
- Thank you. It's...

- No, thank you.
- Okay. You look hot.

- Smell hot too.
- Thank you.

I love talking to you.
I could talk to you all night.

But right now, babe, all I wanna do
is get you naked and lick your face.

- Lick my face?
- Come to daddy.

- What's the matter?
- I'm sorry. I--

I feel a little nauseated.

Oh, don't barf on me. It's a new shirt.

Oh, hey, hey, I'm sorry. Go ahead.

I bet even your barf is cute too.

- Go through it again.
- Jane.

Victim enters here.
Gets on the elevator here.

And we watch the elevator lights.
Again.

- Hey, doc, you're working late.
- Hey.

Giovanni notice anything
other than your cleavage?

Jane, he wanted to lick my face.

JANE:
I'm so surprised.

He didn't take you
to see the Boston Pops...

...and then for a four-course prix fixe
at L'Espalier?

No, no. He likes plain spaghetti.

I wanted to sleep with him.
If only he didn't talk.

Or have a face-licking fetish.

Ugh. He keeps texting
and leaving messages.

He put my picture up on his
Facebook page. How do I get rid of him?

Tell him the truth.

I can't. He's sweet.

Well, then go have little Giovannis
with him.

Just make sure you can genetically
alter them so they don't lick or talk.

Mm. Smells great.
My blood sugar's plummeting.

Well, help yourself.

- You find anything?
- No. There's nothing on these tapes.

Let's look at the lobby again.

Wait, go back.

Who is this guy?
Does the Navy stay at hotels?

No, sailors all sleep on their ships.
Same with the officers.

- Who's this guy with the suitcase?
- He's an officer.

He keeps turning his head. It's like
he knows where the cameras are.

Frost, push in on the suitcase.

MAURA:
Look at the wheels.

He's having trouble getting it
over the jam.

- Because he's pulling a heavy load.
- Yeah, 107 pounds of Kim Tretorn.

So he rapes her,
he beats her unconscious...

...then he gets her out
stuffed in that suitcase.

One hell of a ballsy move.

Maura, that mark on her face...

...would that match the zipper
from the suitcase?

Those marks are consistent
with that type of a zipper.

Good as finding the murder weapon.
We find that suitcase...

...we can match the zipper impression
to the one on her face.

Look at this. He tips his hat to the maid.
Cool as a cucumber.

He's had a lot of practice.

We're looking for a Naval officer
that's a serial rapist and a murderer.

It's gonna be a long night.

Just got this from NClC.

Three hits, similar rape-murders,
all in the last year.

Same MO: 20's, petite.

- Look at the locations.
- New Orleans, lndianapolis, Houston.

Ships don't go to lndianapolis
or Houston.

- Murders aren't connected.
- Unless he's not our guy.

We haven't had a rape-murder all year,
then two...

...while thousands of sailors are in town?
It's a sailor.

I've been staring at him all night.

- Take a break, Frost.
- Can't.

We gotta get him. Got less than a day
before those ships sail.

Your father, you knew he was here?

- His ship's here, he's here.
- And you weren't gonna see him?

Hey, he knew how to find me
when he needed something.

He gave me one like this...

...the day we moved to Japan.

Dragged me and my mom all the way out
there, then took a commission on a ship.

Two years went by before she gave up...

...came back to Boston.

I'm sorry. You know,
seemed to me he was here to see you.

He could've just asked me
to spring Salerno.

He wasn't asking. He was ordering.

He came here
to do what he always does...

...serve the Navy.

Turns out, he wasn't wrong.
Salerno was not our guy.

You know what, Korsak...

Why don't you spend your time
working on this case...

...instead of defending somebody
that you don't even know.

I am sorry.

I got work to do.

- I shouldn't have stuck my nose in it.
- Probably not.

Just give him some time.

God, I wanna get this bastard, Korsak.

- Hello, Stanley.
- Try the coffee. Made it special for you.

- Really?
- Yeah, put my underwear in it today.

Morning, sweetheart, sergeant.
Isn't it a lovely day?

- What are doing here, Ma?
- I'm going to work.

- I've got that car repair bill to pay.
- You're late, Rizzoli. On your first day.

I'm really sorry, Mr. Stanley.
It'll never happen again.

- Car trouble.
- Save it for someone who cares.

- Here. Hair net.
- Oh.

[SNEEZES]

Oh, my God, I'm gonna arrest him
for a health code felony.

- Ma, you can't work for Mr. Stanley.
- Hey, lady.

- What's your problem?
- You. There's a line here.

I see that. Try the coffee.
What are you doing?

Don't cut the line, ma'am.

- Call me "ma'am?"
- Gonna yammer or help my customers?

- Yeah.
- I'm so sorry.

- What can I do for you?
- I would like to pay for this, please.

There you are. I need your help.

Well, I like your bear.

Did Giovanni win that for you
at the carnival?

That's not funny.

Okay, he seems to be
under some impression...

...that we are in a relationship.

Tell him you were only interested
in sleeping with him...

...and you became uninterested
when he tried to have a conversation.

He says he's waiting on special parts
for your mother's car.

- Okay.
- Yeah. What if he meant my parts?

I don't think this is police business.

- Gosh.
- All right, look.

The next time I tell you don't,
don't, okay?

Go do the second autopsy.
I have an idea.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.
- You're welcome.

It's a small fiber. Synthetic.

KORSAK: Nylon, you think?
- lt could be.

From the suspect's roller bag maybe.
I'll take it to Fiber Analysis.

- Giovanni?
- You look hot.

Hey, I left you a bunch of messages.
You-- ? Did you get the bear?

Isn't it interesting,
what Dr. Isles does for a living?

She dissects dead bodies.

[SAW WHlRRlNG]

Believe me, all right,
this part you don't wanna see.

Oh, man. This is wicked.

It's like Dawn of the Dead in here.
It's better than zombies. This is great.

No, no, no, I wanna watch this. Hey,
you look great with the saw. Seriously.

They make you crease your trousers
in the Marines?

Yeah, course. Razor sharp.

Look at this.

No creases.

Can you get closer
on his commendation bars?

They're out of order.
And that one's from Vietnam.

- The uniform's a fake.
- Good work, Frost.

I'm gonna check the costume houses
in town.

Bars and restaurants
are making employees put on outfits.

I'll update Jane.

- ls he gone?
- Not really.

He's kind of like a bedbug.

- Hard to eradicate?
- Yes.

Anything on fiber you found
on the victim?

It's heavy-duty, rip-stop nylon used
in the manufacturing of suitcases.

So we're looking for a navy blue
rolling bag in a city of tourists.

At least
you've ruled out 5000 sailors.

Yeah. We just have to find someone
posing as one.

- Oh. Hey, Jane.
- ls that Ma's chicken pot pie?

She wanted Maura to try it.

How sweet. Thank you.

It was you.
You got her the job in the cafe.

She needed a job.
He needed an assistant.

With Stan-illa the Hun? Really, Frankie?

- Mm. This is delicious, Jane.
- I know. She's a really good cook.

MAURA:
Oh.

- Have a bite.
- Mm. Mm.

There's 27 grams of sugar in that.

It's good enough for the Navy.

Sailors were handing them out.

- That's it.
- Hmm?

Well, I thought it was odd that a sailor
was handing out samples. Give me that.

Here. Street Promos. Dragon Fire Energy
Drinks and other companies hire them...

...to hand out samples,
drum up interest.

Work big events all over the country.

See if they've been in New Orleans,
lndianapolis and Houston.

- Right. The NClC hits.
- Yeah.

Hey, maybe our guy works
for this company.

KORSAK:
Could be.

Thank God
kids need to post their damn lives.

But now we gotta figure out
if one of these guys is our killer.

Got him. His name is Devon Bosko.
He lives in Cincinnati.

He travels with Street Promos.

Corporate office just confirmed
he worked all three of the cities.

Got a driver's license.

- You're not going.
- Come on, Korsak, it's your call.

Hey, you kids work it out.
I'll you see in the car.

You're not in uniform,
you're not on the clock.

If you come, you hang back.

[SlREN WAlLS THEN TlRES SCREECH]

- Can I help you?
- We need to ask you a few questions.

- Get in the car.
DEVON: Sure.

JANE:
Stay in the car.

KORSAK: Victor 987.
Foot chase, harbor warehouse.

Get me some help down here.

JANE: Get him.
KORSAK: Stay down.

I told you not to move.

No, you said to stay in the car.

Nice move, little brother.

FROST: You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be...

You move your stool?

It's 9:00. I got till 2.

- It's already past your bedtime.
- What are you, my wife?

I'm not doing your paperwork
when you bang in sick tomorrow.

Damn, felt good to get that animal.

I'll never understand
how a human being does that.

Me, either.

He ever tell you
you were great at what you do?

No.

Well, I'm gonna tell you.
You are a damn fine detective.

You don't have to be my dad.

I'm not old enough to be your dad.

Yeah, well,
I'm too good-looking to be your wife.

[LAUGHS]

- Hey, you're looking hot.
JANE: Hot. Yeah, we know.

Look, I appreciate you working
on my ma's car, all right?

I'm calling a tow truck
and take it from here.

- Oh, my God.
- You like, huh?

What were you thinking?

Oh, man, I never think, I just do,
you know?

Yeah. I do.

Perfed the driver's seat,
installed a cooler/heater setup.

You added spinners.

Yeah, yeah. Racing stripe too.

Mrs. Rizz gonna drive in style.

Nice, huh?
Just finished installing the water pump.

Hey, you said you wanted
to help me under the hood, huh?

- Huh?
- I think that-- I think that we should--

We should just tell him, don't you...

...babe?

Yes. Yes, I do, babe.

- Tell him.
- Tell me what?

I really, truly enjoyed your company...

...but Jane and l, we're, um...

Um...

Best friends.

- Like more than BFF's.
- Mm-hm.

We're...

...LLBFF's.

Exactly. We're El-Biffs.

Yes. We are life-long...

...best friends forever.

Get it?

Oh.

- Oh. Are you batting for the other team?
- Ah.

We are.

Shoot.

That bear cost me 14 bucks. Not to
mention the pepper. That was extra.

I'll reimburse you for the bear
and for the candy.

- And how much for Angela's car?
- Oh, babe.

No. I mean, your ma was so good
to me growing up. I can't charge her.

- What, not even for the spinners?
- Ahem.

No, just tell her
she can bring me some cookies.

Uh... That's too bad.

I thought we were soul mates.

Really?

You really thought that we had a deep,
natural affinity for each other?

- Really?
- Come on, Maura.

Get in the car.

Hey, not for nothing, but I always
wanted to try it with two girls.

Oh, that's really nice.

That's very nice. Wonderful.
Bye-bye. Great seeing you.

Okay, sure.
But you change your mind, right?

We'll let you know.