Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016): Season 2, Episode 9 - Gone Daddy Gone - full transcript

Jane and Maura investigate the murder of Melissa Joy Black who is found dead, tied to a pier at the port with an ice pick through the heart. Maura is concerned that it may be a mob killing with links to her biological father Paddy Doyle and so calls in another medical examiner, the fastidious Dr. Pike, who finds a micro SD card in her stomach. Melissa's sister tells the police her father was injured on the job 6 months ago and will never recover. Melissa likely got a job at the docks after the union blamed their father for the accident claiming he was drinking on the job. A wounded Doyle shows up at Maura's house demanding medical treatment but denies having anything to do Melissa's death saying someone is trying to frame him. After Doyle's right-hand man is found dead, the police think a war over control of the docks may be underway. Maura meanwhile is spending time with Jane's brother Tommy. Vince is pushing Jane to take the mandatory sensitivity training and she goes out of her way to evade the training officer.

Come on.

Come on!

No. No.

No, no, no. Did you forget?

- Oh, shoot.
- Maura, this crack of dawn run...

- ... was your idea. I could've slept in.
- I'm so sorry.

Hey, babe, once you touch it,
you gotta do something with it.

Babe?

- What is Tommy doing here so early?
- It's not early so much as late.

He spent the night.

Playing chess. He's quite good.



Sorry.

- Knight to B3.
- Mm.

Declining the gambit. Risky move.

- Sis.
I didn't realize...

- ... you two were so chummy.
- Oh, this isn't chummy.

I've all but destroyed
his king's pawn defense.

- Whatever.
Mm, good for you.

Mom goes to Atlantic City
for a few days...

- ... now you're sleeping over?
- Like she said...

...just playing chess.

Best opponent I ever faced.

Stop.

Rizzoli.

I'll be right there.
Come on, we got a possible homicide.



- We gotta go.
- I'm about to castle.

And I haven't been called in yet.

Dr. Isles.

No moves without me.

No moves at all.

Show yourself out.

Do not sleep with my brother.

What?
Jane, it hadn't even occurred to me.

Although he does have exquisite
long bones.

Long bones? Ew.

Femur, tibia.

Look, it's his mind
that I find myself most attracted to.

Ha. He barely graduated high school.

Bobby Fischer was a high school dropout
and he's a world chess champion.

Okay, so when Tommy becomes
a world-class chess champion...

- ... you can sleep with him.
- Really?

No.

Thieves stripped this baby clean
last night.

Didn't call us about the blood in it
till an hour ago.

- Did they steal the victim too?
- All we know is that there was one.

A good place to dump a car
if you're gonna kill somebody in it.

Two distinct patterns of arterial spray.
Both the victim's carotids were severed.

Whoever sat here
is most certainly dead.

Without a body, we're gonna need
as much evidence as we can get.

Uh, hey, officer, spread the word
that B.P.D. will pay triple...

...what a pawnshop or fence will pay
for anything stripped off this car.

- Okay.
- And, uh, anything that gets turned in...

...Homicide gets it first.

It's Duncan, by the way.

- What?
- My name. Officer Ronald Duncan.

- Did I say something wrong?
- People just like to be acknowledged.

- Which reminds me-
No.

Jane,
sensitivity training is mandatory...

...and it's incumbent on me
to make sure that you attend.

- I don't wanna pull rank.
- We're in a homicide investigation.

I don't have time to sit with some
emo-Nazi, have her tell me...

...what I can or cannot say
to the lowlifes and scumbags...

...and gangbangers I gotta deal with.

Nice. Uh, car belongs to a Melissa Joy Black
from Michigan, 22 years old.

Called Ann Arbor P.D.,
no stolen car report.

Checked her phone there.
Disconnected.

Well,
it's because she lives in Boston now.

That's a current parking pass
at the local terminal.

My guess is Melissa Joy works
at the docks.

Secretary in one of the offices maybe?

A very sexist remark coming from a guy
who's pitching sensitivity training.

She's 5-foot-2 working at the docks,
how is that sexist?

Because a mesomorphic woman
of that height...

...could easily lift two times
her body weight, Detective Korsak.

Frost, e-mail this to me.

You wanna process the crime scene?
I'm gonna go to the docks.

See you. You are coming with.

I'm beginning to think
that you are deliberately trying...

- ... to take me away from my game.
- Yes...

...I am sabotaging your
knight-to-queen-castle-thingy move.

I drove you here.

Hey, baby, nice tits.

We've been waiting for you all our lives.

What does he think we're gonna do?
Tear off his clothes?

Well,
he's not thinking consciously at all.

Natural, chemical response
to our pheromones.

Really? "Nice tits"
is a natural, chemical response?

Perceived fertility is paramount.

Males seek mates
capable of nursing offspring.

Abundant breasts do suggest-

You know what his abundant belly
suggests? Snowball's chance in hell.

Here, the office is over here.

Oh, hey, excuse me.
Can you tell me who's in charge here?

Uh, he's busy.

So am I. Boston Homicide.

Hey,
what can I do for you lovely ladies?

That's a doctor, I'm a detective.

- And you are?
- Ray Murphy.

I'm the union rep around here.
Is there a problem?

Are you familiar with this employee?
Melissa Joy Black?

I can tell you
she's not one of the office girls. Heh.

It appears every female here
is over the age of 18.

Could she be a longshoreman?

Could be one of the casual workers.
We don't have many gir- Girls.

Um, let me have you talk
to one of the union bosses. Axl!

This detective needs to talk to you.

You're a cop. That's a turnoff.

- Bummer. Do you recognize her?
- M.J.

Yeah. She walked off the job
halfway through her shift yesterday.

Affirmative action hires are bullshit.
No muscle, no use.

Actually, male and female muscle tissue
is identical.

What varies is the size
of male skeletal frame.

Men generally have less body fat.

- But not always.
Guys, let's go.

- Come on.
What's going on?

Call 911!

Come on.
Call 911!

Move out.
What is that?

The tide started going out
when one of the guys noticed her.

That's Melissa Joy Black.

- Is that-?
- It's an ice pick, Jane.

Doesn't mean he's back.

Yes, it does.

Paddy Doyle's signature. Ice pick through
the heart with a message attached.

I guess he didn't like e-mail.

What message is he sending...

...with the murder
of a 22-year-old female dockworker?

Whatever it is, I won't be the one
forensically interpreting it.

I'm calling in Dr. Pike
from the Western Mass office.

Oh, no, anybody but him.

Don't know what's worse,
his pompous attitude or his OCD.

A very insensitive language,
Sergeant Korsak.

I'm sure language like that
would really hurt Dr. Pike's feelings.

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

The only people who know your
connection to Doyle are us and Frost.

We may finally be able to prosecute
Paddy Doyle for murder.

I don't want a defense attorney...

...finding out he's my biological father,
using it against us in court.

What are you gonna tell Pike?

I don't have to tell him anything.
I'm his boss.

My God.

Bill Sutton.
Mass Shore chief executive officer.

Is there some way
her body can be covered?

It's uh- It's pretty upsetting.

You say you're with Mass Shore?
- Yes. Our company runs the docks.

Some people say the mob still does.

Well, uh, I know there's a long history
of that but since we took over...

...we've taken steps to change that.

Don't think Paddy Doyle's
taken too kindly to that.

Think he had anything to do with this?

A dockworker was tied to the piling...

...with an ice pick sticking out of her chest
for everybody to see?

Yeah,
we think there may be a connection.

Have you
or anybody at your company...

...received any graft demands
or extortion threats?

No. Our corporation doesn't have
any ties to the mob.

They do.

And by they,
you mean the dockworkers?

Look, like every company,
we've had our troubles with the union.

You're not gonna get help
out of those guys.

But, uh, we'll do everything we can.

The sooner we can rid the docks of this,
the better.

You can start by getting us
all your surveillance video footage.

- Any place you got a camera.
- You got it.

He's right, you know.
Longshoremen won't talk.

Against their code. Remember that line
from On The Waterfront?

"I don't know nothing.
I ain't seen nothing. I ain't saying nothing. "

Here's the deal, I'll do sensitivity
training, you don't do Brando.

Could he be more anal?

Actually, yes.

Although he exhibits
many of the classic Freudian traits...

...rigidity, fixation on rules, orderliness,
his autopsy work is less than meticulous.

- When will you be starting?
Momentarily.

It seems not much stock is put in the
proper placement of instruments here.

You're gonna let him talk to you
like that?

This is ridiculous.

You're his boss.

Is there something particular
you require?

Yes. Organization.

Now, we have a well-developed
female Caucasian...

...22 years old...

...with an incised gaping wound
across the neck.

Later that same day.

I do miss this.
Not many near decapitations...

...in the hinterlands
of Western Massachusetts.

The ice pick is a nice touch
though unnecessary.

She bled out in under a minute.

That Doyle really is a butcher,
isn't he?

Will you excuse me?

Don't let that idiot get to you.

Well, you can't fault him
for telling the truth.

Paddy Doyle is a butcher.

Paddy Doyle has nothing to do
with you.

- He fathered me.
- He...

...simply provided the sperm.

All right?

And judging by the amazing person
that you turned out to be...

...his DNA didn't win.

I don't understand the strategy
behind this attack.

Doyle is just trying to scare anybody
that won't do his bidding at the docks.

No, I meant Tommy's decision
to move his rook to B5.

Wait,
my brother is IM'ing you at the office...

...and sending you smiley faces and
there's nothing going on between you?

You and I keep in touch
throughout the day.

It must be my amazing long bones.

Oh, mm. Mm-mm.

- What-?
- Shh.

I hope you can forgive me
for my invasion of your personal space.

Allow me to introduce myself
so we can dialogue.

My name is Carol Madigan,
sensitivity training liaison.

Dr. Maura Isles. Heh.

How may I help you?

I'm looking for Detective Rizzoli,
who I'm told is here...

...although she's scheduled to be
in Connect, Protect and Respect class.

Have you seen her?

I believe she's in the building...

...um, but...

- ... I don't see her right now.
- Tell her I'm looking for her.

- Where's Jane?
- You sicced that sensitivity freak on me?

Freak? Maybe you do need
sensitivity training.

Got Melissa's address.
You gonna hide or come with me?

- How did you get it?
- Melissa filed a worker's card...

...with Homeland Security.
They had a local address.

Great job, Detective Korsak.

I think that we should investigate,
but what do you think?

We're very sorry for your loss.

It's the first time I've ever been glad
my father is not aware of anything.

I wouldn't know how to tell him
about my sister.

Can we ask what he's suffering from?

A head injury.

Doctors say
he probably won't come back from it.

He was hurt six months ago.
He's a longshoreman.

Um...

Can you think of anyone who might've
wanted to harm your sister?

Ever heard of Paddy Doyle?

Everybody in Southie has. Why?

Any issues
between your father and Doyle?

Your dad ever mention him
coming around the docks, union hall?

- Never.
- She ever mention Doyle's name...

- ... in the last few months?
- No. Melissa is a college student.

Actually, uh, she went by her initials,
M.J., at the docks.

What? Nobody called her that.
Why was she at the docks?

She was working as a casual there.

Last place she was seen alive.

Ugh, I can't believe she did this.

Did what, Shannon?

The union said our dad's accident
was his fault...

...because he had been drinking
on the job.

Melissa wouldn't believe it.

She was gonna find out the truth
for herself.

- Dr. Isles?
- Yes?

I discovered in the victim's
stomach contents: A micro SD card.

- It's from a camera.
- Video, my guess.

Must've swallowed it
before she was killed...

...and I bet Paddy Doyle wanted it.

That sounds very much
like an assumption.

You think there's a drug deal on it?

- A murder.
- I don't know.

Nor is it within our purview to guess.

Take this up
to Detective Frost in Homicide.

Arguably, the most important find
against a notorious mobster...

...and I'll be credited with it,
all because you needed help.

Funny, huh?

Good night, doctor.

Please don't sit in my chair.

I'm very intrigued
by the assertiveness of your play.

Just giving what I'm getting.

And what does that tell you?

- What the hell?
- Wh-? Tommy, don't.

He needs a doctor. Now!

My God, that's Paddy Doyle.

I know who he is.

The bullet seems to have fractured
your clavicle. You're lucky.

Thought your idea of luck would've been
if it had pierced my heart.

Bone prevented the bullet
from hitting major artery.

Been through this,
it just needs stitching up.

Not that simple.

You have tissue damage,
vasculature concerns, bone fragments.

Do it or he dies.

I'll need his help.

Ask the guy with the gun
to stop pointing it at him.

Tommy, find me some towels, bowls.
Um, hot water.

I'll need to irrigate the wound
before I can suture.

He your boyfriend?

You're holding me hostage.

Think you have any right
to ask me personal questions?

The exit wound is quite large,
it's gonna be difficult to close.

- I don't have anesthetic.
- Don't need any.

What happened?
How did you get shot?

Business.

Was the woman murdered at the docks
business too?

Not mine.

I didn't kill her.

How do you even know this guy
anyway?

I'm her father.

- Hey.
Ah.

Sutton sent over
all the dock surveillance footage.

Found Melissa leaving.

So she did leave
in the middle of her shift. I wonder why.

No idea. But no one follows her.

It's not like Doyle is the type
to show up on surveillance.

- The SD card?
Still trying.

Stomach acid did a number on it.
I don't have any audio, but look at this.

I only got a few frames.

- Well, someone is chasing her.
- Yeah, Paddy Doyle.

Ugh, we just need one frame
of that bastard's face.

Oh, yay, Officer Helpful is back.

Hey, oh, yeah,
thanks for bringing that up.

Um, a battery probably isn't going to help
with the investigation.

You can just take that down
to Evidence.

It's not in the job description
to bust my balls for Homicide.

Why doesn't he have to take
sensitivity training?

He already did.

Works wonders.

Did checking on Richie Black.
Before he wound up on ventilator...

...he was a dock-working stiff.
No criminal record, not a tie to Doyle.

He works the docks, Paddy owns
the docks. There's connection.

I also got a copy
of his OSHA accident report.

Lab from the ER
said his blood alcohol was. 10.

Guess he was drinking on the job.

Melissa didn't believe it.
She went undercover to prove it.

- Maybe she stumbled across something.
- That alone is enough to get her killed.

Weapons, drugs,
all goes through the docks.

Gotta get those dockworkers to talk.
I wish we didn't have to wait.

We don't. High tide is at 2:01.
They'll be there.

How do you know?

Had an uncle, a stevedore.
I flirted with it in my younger days.

Wasn't a good fit.
I like my fingers and toes.

You could've been a longshoreman?
- More.

"I could've been a contender. "

- Stop.
- "Instead of a bum, which is what I am. "

You all right?

Fine.

So were you adopted or something?

Yes.

How long did you know
you were related to him?

Not long.

Bishop to D7 captures the rook.

Check.

It's okay,
we don't need to talk about it.

Help him.

Help him!

- Like this?
- You want him to die, dude?

- Shut up!
- Stop!

- Agh.
- Now fix him!

He really should be on an IV.

His body is working to replace fluids
and white cells.

You look a lot like your mother.

Who is my mother?

You would like her.

She would like you.

Did she love you?

She did.

But you would still like her.

We can't talk to all these jamokes.
Pick a target.

Whoa, look who's back.

Hey, baby.
I guess you want some of this, huh?

Oh, get your hands off your junk.
This detective is a lady.

What?

Thank you, kind sir,
for defending my honor.

No. I merely defended an individual
who happens to be female...

...from an inappropriate harasser...

- ... who happens to be male.
- Mm-hm.

Speaking of which, why don't you try
to get through to the gorillas?

I'm gonna talk to her.

Hey. Boston Homicide. Can I ask you
a couple questions about M.J. Black?

I don't know anything.

Even if I did,
union rep told us not to talk.

Whose hand is this?

Because I found it on my ass.

Got one more where that came from.

- Do you?
- Yes.

- Here's what I got.
- Agh.

Hey, let go. Fricking lezzy.

- What happened?
- He grabbed my ass.

This scumbag put his filthy hands
on you?

- Just one.
- All I need to take you in...

...you dumb son of a bitch. Come on.

Rizzoli.

Yeah, okay.

We got another dead body.
It's Paddy Doyle's right hand man.

Kevin Brennan. He and Paddy got kicked
out of grammar school together.

They've been partners in crime
ever since.

Multiple GSWs.
Maybe they had a falling out.

I don't see an ice pick.
How many shell casings?

They're still counting them.

Why?

This just- It feels like an ambush
more than an execution.

This guy spent 50 years
attached to Paddy's hip...

...and then winds up dead?
I don't think Brennan was the target.

And either his blood
got on Paddy's shoes...

- ... or Paddy took a bullet.
- I'll have CSRU check the blood trail.

See if there's more than one type.
So we're talking mob war?

Yeah, maybe.
For control of the docks.

What the hell is Pike doing here?

- Detectives.
- Where's Dr. Isles?

I have no idea. Nor do I understand
your question's relevance...

- ... given our nearly identical credentials.
- Tell us what you're doing here.

Dr. Isles was unreachable.

- Frost.
- Yeah, I got it. Go.

It's discrimination, pure and simple.

The governor felt
he needed to appoint a "woman. "

Once again, I'm penalized
for being a white male.

Don't even.

That's probably Jane.

Let it go.

Why did you even come here?

You could've paid off
any number of doctors for treatment.

But they wouldn't have been you.

Is that supposed to warm my heart?
Because it doesn't.

I've seen what you're capable of.
I saw what you did to that woman.

I didn't do anything to her.

I don't kill women or children
or anyone who doesn't deserve it.

So you have standards?

Regardless of what you think of me,
Maura...

...in my world,
I'm a man of honor and of my word.

I'm being framed.

I don't believe you.

You're the chief medical examiner,
use your science.

It will tell you if I'm guilty or not.

Where are you going?

To finish what someone else started.

Jane.

Where is he? Where's Doyle?

Gone. Fifteen minutes ago.

- Paddy was shot, right?
A bullet fractured his clavicle.

He lost a lot of blood,
but the injuries weren't life-threatening.

How did you know?

Because I just came
from a crime scene...

...where his top lieutenant
wasn't so lucky.

- Know what happened?
No.

For Doyle to take a bullet, somebody
he trusted must've given him up.

- Looks like an ER in here.
- Maura had to fix him at gunpoint.

He told me that the shooting
was over business.

So, what, so Melissa's murder
was under the category of pleasure?

No. He said
somebody was trying to frame him.

That he doesn't kill women or children
or innocents.

Of course, Maura,
he's not gonna confess...

...to the one person
that he gives a damn about.

A mob boss like Doyle couldn't rule
the streets this long just on fear.

He lives by a code.
That's why he has respect.

- You finished?
- He has a heart, Jane.

You didn't see the way he looked
at her.

He may be a bad guy,
but he loves his daughter.

All of his victims were gangsters.
No women, no children.

That we know of.

No forensic evidence
links Paddy to any of these killings.

None of his DNA was recovered
from Melissa either.

- He's good.
- Yeah, it's part of his legend.

He may go down for racketeering
or tax evasion like Capone, but murder?

No way.

- He isn't usually this messy.
- You think he's slipping?

He told Maura he was being framed.

Nobody is stupid enough
or suicidal enough to frame him.

Yeah, but it would be brilliant
if somebody could pull it off.

You know, murder Melissa, make it look
like Doyle did the deed. Case closed.

Hey, Frost, you get any audio
off that SD card yet?

- No.
- Oh, whiz kid has finally met his match.

A half-digested SD card.

Hey, if you wanna try-

Oh, God.
Can somebody please sign for this?

And torture the poor guy?

- He's here for you.
- No, he's not.

- Oh, yes, he is.
- This guy hates me. I'll show you.

- On your desk, Rizzoli?
- Uh...

No. I'll take it.

But thank you very much,
Officer Duncan.

Thanks.

This is heavy. I can take it
down to Evidence, if you want.

- That's okay.
- No.

- No, it's okay.
- It's okay.

I- It- I-
No, it's-

I got it. Thank you.

Thank you.

See?

- Love.
- Stop.

- Love.
- Shut up.

All right, what do we have in here?
We got a stereo, a CD player...

- ... some wires-
- An amplifier.

Oh, yeah. Looks modified.
Check it out.

Axl's time in lockup is almost up.
Hopefully it's put him in a mood to talk.

Dr. Pike, I've looked through your report
on Melissa Joy Black.

I didn't see a reference
to an examination of the teeth or gums.

Cause of death was quite clear
as is my report.

I didn't feel the need
to floss her molars.

Specifically, I am concerned
about the postmortem bruising...

...around the victim's mouth.
Here and here.

Mm. Which I noted on page 27.

But, um, it suggests
that the perpetrator applied force...

...against the victim's mouth
during the attack.

And what's your point?

Detective Rizzoli's investigation
indicated...

...this was a very brave young woman
going undercover on her own.

I don't make rulings
based on the victim's personality traits.

Well, neither do I. Heh.

But I would consider that such a woman
may have bitten her killer.

Mm.

I wanna see the body.

Already released it to the funeral home
per her family's request.

Without my approval?

I'm a medical examiner too.

No.
You are an assistant medical examiner.

You work for me, Dr. Pike.

You know,
it figures that someone like you...

...would try and pull rank.
I went to Harvard.

Shut it
or I will assign you to a town...

...that will make Western Mass feel
like Paris.

You have one hour
to get that body back, understand?

Yes, doctor.

Was there any talk about M.J.,
anybody following her around?

I ain't saying nothing.

- Especially to no dumb bitch.
Hey.

Show some respect,
you piece of crap.

- Nice moobs.
- Moobs?

- Yeah. Man boobs.
- Ha, ha.

Your grab-ass at the docks? Indecent
assault and battery on a police officer.

Seven and a half years.

You got 30 seconds
before we press charges.

Remember Melissa Black?

She was murdered
and we think you know why.

No, man, I barely knew the broad.

You sure knew
her father Richie Black, didn't you?

You serious? She was his kid?

Ten seconds.

Five seconds.

Richie was a stand-up guy.

He wasn't afraid to roll up his sleeves
like the rest of us.

- He had my vote.
- He was running to be your union rep?

Safety on the dock's been going to hell,
and Richie was the only one taking it on.

It looked like he was gonna win
when he had his accident.

- Who was his competition?
- It's the guy who won. Ray.

Maybe Paddy had something to do
with Richie's accident.

Paddy and Ray would be
good pals. Look at Ray's rap sheet.

Assault, fraud.
Put his 6-year-old on the union payroll.

Poor Richie.
He's not a guy to run against.

Melissa thought Paddy and Richie had
something to do with her father's accident.

She spies on Ray to prove it. Any footage
of Ray the day Melissa left early?

Yeah. Here.

Looks like Ray left mid-shift too.

Just a few minutes before Melissa did.

Go to the dock parking lot camera.

Ray has got nice wheels.

No way can that guy afford
an AMG on a longshoreman's salary.

Pull up the footage
of when Melissa left.

There she is.

Yeah.

- Leaving right behind him.
So she wasn't being followed.

No. She was following Ray.

- Ray's wife says he's at the docks.
- They don't work when the tide is low.

Ever shake hands with the guy? Like
a marshmallow. Ray doesn't work at all.

Hey there. Miss Madigan,
sensitivity trainer. I was gonna call you.

And tell me that she failed
to complete her training?

Again.

You can forget about winning that extra
C- day, Sergeant Detective Korsak.

- That's why? Get an extra day off?
- I also happen to feel very strongly...

- ... about the teaching of tolerance.
Really?

I just got out of a meeting
with Mr. Dwyer...

...who's lodging a complaint about
the abusive treatment he received...

...while in custody.

Did you tell Mr. Dwyer he had moobs?

Yes. Yes, I did.

And I am completely ashamed
by the cruelty of my words.

It was inappropriate and unkind
and insensitive.

No charges will be filed...

...and I do hope that you can accept
my sincerest apologies.

Yeah, I guess so.

I do have every intention
of finishing my sensitivity training ASAP.

Thank you, detective.

Uh, now, if you'll excuse us,
we are in pursuit of a suspect.

Oh, of course.

Take care.

Quite a performance.

Incredibly sensitive, don't you think?

You're lucky they hadn't begun
the embalming process yet.

I don't know
why you're not doing this yourself.

Because it's your case, Dr. Pike.

I'm not overriding it,
I'm expanding upon it.

Isn't that a fine euphemism
for insulting my professionalism.

This isn't personal, Dr. Pike.

Certainly feels that way to me.

I'd focus on the maxillary central incisors
as well as the canines.

Not seeing anything at all.

She has a bit of an underbite.
Check the mandibulars as well.

I think I found a particle.

Appears to be skin.

After analysis, add this as an addendum
to your original autopsy report.

I don't need your pity.
This was your find.

But your autopsy.

You take the credit.

I insist.

Thank you.

Boston Police. Open up.

He's not whimpering.

Not anymore.

You okay?
No. It was horrible.

Oh, my God, poor Ray. Oh, my God.

Do you remember anything?
Anything you saw or you heard?

I just heard screaming.
I just heard screaming.

He was tortured first.
Two of his fingers are broken.

Yeah. And eight of them aren't,
so he must've talked.

Question is who'd he give up?

Or what?

Hey.

The DNA results back on the skin yet?

- I'm sorry?
- The DNA results.

On the skin particle that you found
in Melissa's teeth, do you have them?

It's too soon to tell.

But I'm fairly certain that I know who
Melissa's killer is even without them.

- Yeah, well, me too, but-
- It was a rush to judgment.

But science is unbiased.

The impression made by this bite
matches Melissa's dental records.

So the DNA results are a formality
at this point.

- This man killed Melissa.
Ray?

Paddy Doyle was telling the truth.

Paddy Doyle runs those docks.

Ray just could've been following orders.
Your father's.

It's Frost. He says he has something big
that we both need to see.

- What did you find?
- Melissa hid this behind her CD player.

Not an amplifier, a wireless receiver.

- Uploading everything she recorded.
- Backing it up wirelessly.

She was also recording onto the SD card
she swallowed.

- Tell me there's footage.
- There is.

Forty years, the feds have been trying
to get Paddy on tape.

Think a 22-year-old girl
got the job done?

She's following Ray. The forensic
evidence proves that he killed her.

- Doesn't prove Paddy wasn't behind it.
- Ray is meeting somebody.

There's a clear shot of Ray.
We just need one of Paddy.

- Frost, can you blow them up?
- I can try.

Get it done.

Can you do anything to the audio?

I'm not paying you for nothing, okay?
Fine.

You push them faster.

I don't give a damn
about safety regulations, all right?

- That's not his voice.
- Is that Sutton?

Yeah. Looks like Ray ditched
the old mob for the new mob...

- ... the corporation.
- The same racket.

Faster the dockworkers unload,
more ships can get in...

...more money they make.

- Hey! What are you doing in here?
- Kill her!

It was Sutton.

Paddy was telling the truth.

Ray gave up Sutton before he died.

You'd better find Sutton
before my father does.

Stand back.

Sutton's office is on the sixth floor.

Elevator.

Please help.
Where's Doyle?

I don't know.

Frost, stairs.
- I got it.

Any other way out of this place?

- He told me I was gonna die slow.
- He's right.

You will in jail
for the rest of your miserable life.

There's a private elevator. Damn it.

Damn, he's getting away again.

- He's gone.
- At least we got our bad guy.

Yeah, one of them.

I'm gonna put out a BOLO.

Hey, Ma. How was your trip?

Oh,
I lost 85 bucks on the nickel slots...

...but look at all this really great stuff
I got.

Hey, anybody need a robe?

Ma, did you take this
from the little fridge?

They refill it, Jane.

This isn't free.
They're gonna charge your credit card.

I paid a hundred and nine dollars a night
for that room.

Really? I'm gonna send it back.

Four hours of sensitivity training
and I passed with flying colors.

- Congratulations.
- Did you learn anything?

Yes.
I am an equal opportunity offender.

Okay,
are they gonna charge me for this?

- Hello?
Detective Rizzoli.

How did you get this number?

I'm one of the good guys compared
to this new way of doing business.

- I know you know that.
- I'm not sure I do. Where are you?

- You know I'm not telling you.
- Well, that's too bad.

Why don't you tell me
about Melissa Joy?

Back when I ran the docks,
we didn't kill women...

...or hurt hard-working people
like her father, Richie.

Well, that was ruled an accident.
Yeah?

Check the DNA on the blood alcohol
test they said was Richie's.

Take care of my daughter.

I can take care of myself.

Hang up.

I do think he loves you.

It doesn't mean
I have to love him back.

Oh, what happened to the door?

Tommy forgot his keys.

Tommy, you know better than that.

Uh...

I make a suggestion?

- Checkmate.
- Wha-?

- You know how to play chess?
- Yeah. Who do you think taught him?

Tommy is not the only Rizzoli
with a beautiful mind.