Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016): Season 4, Episode 4 - #DUPE# - full transcript
Then the doctors told us
that neither of us was a
match for our little boy,
that he would die without
a bone-marrow transplant,
- we were in despair.
- But the best day of our lives
was when an anonymous donor
stepped up and saved our son...
- Don't tell me that was you.
- Funny.
We knew we had to be the
ones to start M.I.L.E.,
a bone-marrow database that
matches strangers through DNA.
But we could only do it with the
help from all of you, so thank you.
- All right, let's go.
- Excuse me, waiter.
Sorry. I don't work here.
I told you to wear a dress.
I only came because you said
the food was gonna be good.
Care for some?
Oh, look. More peanuts.
No.
Why did you tell me that
Wolfgang Puck was catering?
Well, he was supposed to.
It was a last-minute decision
to put the money into the charity.
It wouldn't hurt you to be charitable.
I spent eight bucks on
the beer. Does that count?
Can we please get something
that isn't served in coach?
Okay, I'm on the board of directors.
I can't just leave.
- Can I?
- Yeah. Who's gonna know?
- Live dangerously. Come on.
- Dr. Isles.
Thank you for all
you've done for M.I.L.E.
Of course. It's an important cause.
This is my colleague,
Detective Jane Rizzoli.
- Thanks for attending our event.
- Yeah, I should thank you
for sinking that putt
on the 18th in the open.
- I won the office pool.
- Golf fan, huh? Do you play?
Well, that's not really a fair question
coming from a pro who
regularly shoots a 61.
Oh, honey, I think it's time for you
to go work your magic
with the platinum table.
Dr. Isles, could I snag you?
Those are all grumpy doctors.
I have a bad feeling they
only came for the food.
- Who would do that?
- I bet they'd open their wallets
if I introduced them to
the chief medical examiner.
I'd be happy to help.
Excuse me.
Dr. Isles made such a generous
donation to M.I.L.E. this year.
Yeah.
Well, that Maura...
she's a giver.
Mm. How about you, Jane?
Are you a giver?
What?
Would you excuse us?
Can I borrow you for a second, please?
Excuse me.
- What is the matter?
- What's the matter?
If we don't get out of
here, Taylor Franklin is
gonna help herself to what's
left of my bank account.
Well, how much money did you give her?
A thousand bucks.
And she wants more.
- Just say no.
- I don't want to appear cheap.
Oh, no. Here she comes.
Please, can we go?
Oh, no. Come on. I'm
having such a nice time.
- Can't you just, like, mingle?
- When have you ever seen me mingle?
- Can I get some more peanuts?
- We ran out.
Well, let me at least introduce you.
Brad is a charming conversationalist,
a post-modern art aficionado,
and a prominent colorectal surgeon.
Wow, I never thought I'd hear
the words "charming" and "rectal"
- used in the same sentence.
- Oh, stop. Come on. Just join us.
No, and listen to a butt doctor
talk about art on an empty stomach?
- No. It's okay. I'm leaving.
- Okay. Here. Just take my car.
- You sure?
- Yes. I'll catch a cab.
No, I think you'll get a ride home.
4x04 - Killer in High Heels
I can't believe you've
seen Hung Liu's work.
Of course.
The ... the way she addresses
issues of identity,
marginality, sexism, and racism
is ... is awe-inspiring.
It is so refreshing to
hear a man talk like this.
You know, female artists
are so marginalized.
God, I-I could talk to you all night.
I could talk to you, too.
Oh, it's late. Uh, I should go.
I-it's a school night.
Uh, you sure?
Oh.
A Chateau de la Valence.
That's ... that's one of my favorites.
I'm gonna regret this tomorrow.
- What's tomorrow?
- Whatever the coroner's van drags in,
blood work to be reviewed,
two trials to prep for.
Thank you.
I'm also hoping to start
the identification process
on some human remains we
discovered at a construction site.
Oh, I did a rotation in forensic
anthropology. I found it fascinating.
Yeah, we've been waiting
for all the bones to come in
to make sure we're only
dealing with one victim.
- So, it's a homicide?
- Open case.
- I really can't talk about it.
- I'm sorry.
Tell me about your work.
No, e-even I don't want
to talk about my work.
Yours is a lot more interesting.
- Well, cheers to that.
- Cheers.
- Salud.
- Taxi!
I still think you're
wrong about Cindy Sherman.
Okay, okay, I'll give you cindy
if you give me Sandy Skoglund.
Deal.
I find it so hard to believe
that you know so much
about female artists.
The female that I'd ...
I'd really like to
know more about is you.
Taxi.
Oh, no, no. There's no way
I'm letting you take a cab.
Come on. I'm just parked
around the corner. Come on.
I don't trust valets.
- I don't. Come on.
- Thank you.
Maura!
Hey, Maura!
Where's Maura?
We've got a homicide.
She's not answering her
phone. I have her car.
- What's happening?
- Oh, she got home late ... around 5:00 A.M.
Are you working on this case?
So grisly.
They found bones at the new mall site.
Too bad. I wanted to shop there.
Check this out.
What are you doing?
Maura and I have been
watching self-defense videos.
Ooh, I feel so empowered!
I can see why.
You're so good at it.
Maybe she went to get some coffee.
Maura.
- Hello?
- Hey, Maura. Did I wake you?
Uh... well, let me see.
I'm talking to you on the phone.
Yeah.
What happened last night?
I don't know.
I don't know,
but my head is killing me.
That's it? What ... there's
no scientific explanation
for the common hangover?
No lobes? No craniums?
No dehydration?
What, nothing?
Ma, can you get her a cup of coffee?
Are you okay?
That is ugly.
Oh, come on.
He's not even bleeding.
- I meant the car.
- There are those that consider
the Chevrolet citation a classic.
Yeah, a classic mistake.
It's one of the 50 worst cars ever made.
- Which means you owned one.
- Yeah. So?
That car required more
maintenance than any of my wives.
Dr. Isles is wearing what she
had on when she left last night.
You can wear the same thing
if it's to the walk of shame.
Hey, watch yourself.
- All right, what have we got?
- Adult male, mid to late 30s.
Meter maid
found him around 7:00 A.M.
Keys are still in the ignition.
No drag marks outside the vehicle.
Oh, so, he was killed inside the car.
It looks like he was
punched in the throat.
- Maura, what do you think?
- Uh, is it bright out here?
Uh, did you guys get an I.D.?
- Not yet.
- No.
I ran the plates. Car's registered
to a Dorothy MacAllister, deceased.
Her son sold the car for cash
last week and didn't get a name.
Open bar at the charity
event last night?
I have no idea.
Body's not in full rigor.
Time of death within
the last eight hours.
- Maura, what is it?
- There's a lot of bruising right there.
- Oh, is that the guy from last night?
- Yeah.
When's the last time you saw him?
- Uh...
- Jane...
Maura, what is your I.D. badge
doing in the victim's car?
I don't know.
How do we keep this from
becoming a media feeding frenzy?
Paddy Doyle's trial is next week.
If I didn't know Dr. Isles,
I'd rush to judgment.
"Mob boss's daughter kills her date."
But we know Dr. Isles didn't do it,
so maybe someone set her up.
It wouldn't be that hard to steal
her I.D. card, put it in his car.
Okay, here's what I need to know.
Does she have an alibi?
She can't account for her
whereabouts from 1:00 to 5:00 A.M.
But what about witnesses?
Did anyone see them together?
Yeah, I saw them together, and
so did everybody at that benefit.
We've held off talking to them.
- Why's that?
- Because it's Dr. Isles, Sean.
- What's she say happened?
- She can't remember anything.
Okay. This is as bad as it gets.
We've got to bring
her in for questioning.
- What?
- How can we investigate her?
We work with her.
Every cop in Massachusetts
has worked with her at some point.
- Right now, it's our investigation.
- But what about the autopsy?
Well, the Governor assigned that, uh...
Dr. Vladimir Popov to the case.
Popov can't find his own ass
unless you put his hand on it.
I know.
Well, get ready.
This is gonna be worse than
you shooting Paddy Doyle.
Yeah, Governor.
Yes, I can hear you, sir.
- I don't know what to do.
- We've got to do our job, Jane.
Do we have to do this right now?
Look at her. Something's off.
No, she was out of it this morning,
like someone else was in her body.
- Is she a drinker?
- No. I mean, wine.
- Maybe somebody slipped a roofie.
- Yeah.
Yeah. The victim was a doctor.
Take a tox screen
after you interview her.
Why after?
Why not do it now?
We have to treat her like anybody else.
I don't like this any
better than you do.
We should probably
should do a rape kit, too.
- Oh, my god.
- Jane, you want me to do the interview?
- No. I'll do it.
- Rizzoli, you can't go in there
unless you're gonna go at
her like any other suspect.
- I can do that.
- Okay.
I just ran a background
check on Brad Adams.
You got to see this.
Did Brad Adams tell you
what he did for a living?
Yes, I told you, Jane.
- He was a colorectal surgeon.
- What did you talk about?
Art.
My work. He...
He ordered one of my favorite wines.
Did you leave the
M.I.L.E. benefit with him?
- Yes.
- How did you get home?
I, uh...
I wanted to take a cab.
Check the taxi companies.
- See if there's any record.
- Okay.
How did your I.D. get
in the victim's car?
I'm not sure.
Um...
I remember walking past
the valet, and then...
Did he kiss me? I ...
I think he blew me a kiss.
He blew you a kiss?
Do you remember anything after that?
Oh, no.
I was in his car.
She just put herself
at the murder scene.
Oh, no.
Brad Adams had a record of
theft and drug possession.
He owed $39,000 in back child support,
and he wasn't a doctor.
- He was a bouncer at a night club.
- Oh, god.
- He played her.
- The question is why.
It's getting hot in here.
- Oh, god.
- Where did you get those bruises?
Multiple hematomas.
Likely offensive in nature
due to the location on the arm.
This type of bruising
would occur if I ...
I threw a punch and it was
blocked by someone's arm.
Dr. Isles, are you saying
that you attacked Brad Adams?
I...
I don't know. Maybe.
Why would you do that?
I was provoked?
Research indicates that
even the most docile human
is capable of murder in the
right set of circumstances.
Now what the hell do we do?
We take pictures and
process her clothes.
Do you think that's the right call?
We don't have a choice.
Better us than anybody else.
- I'm so sorry, Dr. Isles.
- You're just doing your job, Susie.
We're gonna need your underwear, too.
You know, I have processed
hundreds of suspects,
but I never truly understood
how humiliating this is.
I'm so sorry, Maura.
- Don't be. You didn't do it.
- You didn't, either.
Maybe I did.
I've got a-a void in my brain
where there should be a memory,
and I've certainly experienced
the kind of rage it would take
- to inflict that kind of an injury.
- Just don't say anything else, okay?
Dr. Maura Isles, of course,
is the Commonwealth's
chief medical examiner,
and she's back in the news again.
Just weeks before her notorious father,
mobster Paddy Doyle, goes on trial
for 15 murders and
countless R.I.C.O. charges,
Dr. Isles is herself
now a murder suspect
in what some are calling
a date gone wrong.
Turn it off.
This is a bizarre stor...
It's all over the internet, too.
What do we know about our victim,
the phony colorectal doctor?
Well... we know he was a real asshole.
And he was also a thief,
a drug dealer, and a predator.
- So he had enemies.
- Here's something.
He had a pretty
pissed-off ex-wife.
She wasn't getting a
penny of the $39,000
he owed her in child support.
She'd at least get social
security if he was dead.
Let's bring her in for a chat.
- How's Maura?
- Terrible.
- How are you?
- Not as bad as Maura.
- What can I do?
- Just help her.
Talk to everybody that
Brad Adams knew ...
neighbors, the ex-wife,
everybody that he
worked with at the club.
Okay, Martinez cleared it because
he's got a history of drug arrests.
You got it.
Hey, wait. Check on Ma first.
Make sure she's okay.
Can you guys give us a minute, please?
You want me to call your lawyer?
- You want me to call your parents?
- No.
You know they got to take
you to the hospital for this.
Yeah, I know. For the rape kit.
I know the drill.
Look, just ...
just do your job, Jane.
Whatever happens, happens.
There's no way
Maura murdered someone.
- Jane's got to do something.
- She is, Ma. We all are.
- Do you have Scotch?
- No.
I don't drink Scotch.
A double espresso ... whole milk today.
- And when do you start making fries?
- I'll, uh, start now.
How 'bout you?
How are you holding up?
I'm worried sick.
Susie, I know you're not
supposed to say anything,
but could you tell me
something about the dead man?
No. We have to wait until
Dr. Popov does the autopsy.
- Wait ...
- And he's not here ...
Dr. Popov?
The guy who carries a gallon
of vodka and calls me "girl"?
Oh, boy.
Maura's really in trouble now.
I looked... and if I were
a guesser, which I'm not,
I'd say that the cause of death was...
asphyxiation due to a crushed trachea.
If I'm right, it was caused by a
direct, powerful punch to the throat.
Whoever did this knew
what they were doing.
- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, I'm gonna, uh...
get that espresso started.
You're back.
What are you doing here?
Everything I can before
Popov shows up pickled.
That's kind of funny, right?
Pickled Popov.
Maura, you can't be here. You
can't be working this case.
- Well, am I under arrest?
- No.
Is my tox screen back?
Not yet. Why? Do you
think you were drugged?
I had a lot of wine.
Who knows?
What did the hospital say?
- There's no evidence of sexual assault.
- Good.
At least I could've
claimed self-defense.
Have you remembered something?
No. No.
It's just I have done too much reading
on the science of murder.
In the presence of a threat,
the brain activity shifts from the ...
the ventromedial prefrontal cortex
to the midbrain periaqueductal gray.
I have no idea what that means,
and for once, I don't want to know.
These bruises say rage ...
my rage.
Dr. Isles, what the hell?
I need you to clear out
of this office now.
Officer Kelly,
I want you to remove her.
Lieutenant, this was my fault.
No, Jane, it's okay.
Lieutenant.
What the hell were
you thinking, Rizzoli?
I'm ... I'm so sorry.
We found your ex-husband like that.
You don't look too sad.
Me?
I'm trying not to smile.
Where were you last night?
Trying to make enough
money to feed his kid.
Are you a working girl, Vivian?
- I'm a massage therapist.
- A therapist, huh?
"Vivian's hot hands.
Come in for your happy ending."
I'll give you the cop discount, huh?
And I'll give you 18
months in Framingham
unless you tell us exactly
where you were last night.
I was with a client.
- We'll need to talk to him.
- His name's John.
If you find him, tell him
he's a lousy tipper, huh?
Happy hands Vivian has been
picked up a couple of times.
Maybe she got one of her
clients to do her a favor ...
- take her husband out.
- She's got a lot of clients who are cops.
- A cop could've set Maura up.
- That's a lot of free happy endings.
She's not cooperating.
We'll have to do a lot of digging
to come up with a client list.
In the mean time, what
do we do with 50 people
who saw Maura leave with the victim?
Anybody see them get into his car?
- No.
- Okay, that's good.
- Is CSRU finished with the car?
- Not yet.
All right, what about
Tucker and Taylor Franklin?
Was Brad Adams on their guest list?
Publicist and the executive
director said he wasn't.
- They never heard of the guy.
- God, we need a break.
Come in.
Angela.
- What's up?
- Uh...
Sean, I have something
I have to show you.
- Okay.
- Okay, but before I do...
you don't think Maura did this, do you?
Oh, look ... look, Angela,
I-I can't talk about that.
Okay, well, this is really hard,
and I don't know what else to do.
- What is it?
- Here, can you look at this?
Okay, I just learned this one.
It's called the horizontal elbow strike,
and it's the most effective tool
for close-quarter combat.
Angela, when am I gonna be
in close-quarter combat?
Well, you could literally
kill a man with this move.
Come hold the board.
Hold it this way.
You're lucky I trust you.
Ready!
- Whoa!
- Whoo!
Whoo!
So what? She can break a board.
Put yourself in a courtroom
and act like a cop, Rizzoli.
It demonstrates that the suspect
had the knowledge and the skill
to perform the underlying
act that caused the murder.
Dr. Isles' tox screen is back.
No Rohypnol in her system,
and, um, we matched the skin
found under Dr. Isles' nails,
and it matches the victim.
CSRU report is in.
They found Dr. Isles' fingerprints
and her hair
in the back seat of his car.
Come on, Bass.
I've got dandelion greens
and endive with parsley.
Come on.
Okay.
I can't get Bass to eat.
He is definitely responding
to the stress in his environment.
- Oh, no.
- I'm so sorry.
Maura Isles, you're under arrest
for the murder of Brad Adams.
I know you.
You're the bitch that
put my old man away.
No, that wasn't me.
Yeah, it was.
I've seen you before.
Many studies have indicated
that eyewitness identifications
can be wrong in up to 35% of cases
when you account for lighting,
distance, and visual acuity.
You even sound like a cop.
Actually, I am the
chief medical examiner
for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts.
She's a cop.
- I'm not a cop.
- Looks like this little bird
picked the wrong place to land.
Oh!
Get off her, Gomez!
Get off me! Get off me!
Get off!
You're getting two chits for that.
- You okay?
- Thanks.
You need medical attention?
- Could I get some ice?
- You got it.
Paddy Doyle sends his regards.
- What?
- I'll get 'em to bring that ice.
You need anything else, you
ask for Mary Pat, you hear?
Olives and ketchup?
You're not really
gonna eat that, are you?
Well, it's moldy cheese or this.
- What do you got on Brad Adams?
- Local boy.
He's been working as a
bouncer for the last
- few years all over town.
- Mm-hmm.
He was employed at a high-end club,
Hollow Venom, for about a year.
Yeah, yeah. A lot of
celebrities go there.
Well, word is he was the
hook-up for drugs and women.
Ivy-league dropout.
Life fell apart when he
developed a drug habit.
Smart con man.
That explains how he managed
to convince Maura he was a doctor.
I can go
if you're expecting someone.
Oh, yeah, I've got a real
romantic evening planned
while my best friend spends the night
avoiding the showers
in a women's prison.
May I come in?
- Come on, Jane.
- What? I'm not stopping her.
All right, I'm sick
about what happened today.
Yeah, me, too. W-why would
you give that to Cavanaugh?
Because I couldn't give it to you.
- Why not, Ma?
- Jane. Be real.
You've got her hair and
fingerprints in his car,
his skin under her nails. It...
It's not Ma's fault she's in jail.
Why would you go to your
boyfriend instead of me?
I was protecting you.
I didn't want to put you in a position
where you had to decide
what to do with that video.
I know what I would've done with
that video. I would've deleted it.
Oh, Jane, the cop in you
would hate yourself if you did that.
And you'd be charged with
obstruction of justice.
Most I'd get is a year in jail.
Maura's looking at life.
- Gomez, let's go.
- You letting me out?
I'm escorting you to isolation.
I'll be back.
No way I'm letting you take a cab.
I'm just parked right around the corner.
What ...
what happened to your face?
I need you to get Susie
to do another tox screen.
Excuse me.
Attention, all inmates.
Whoever did this to my friend's face
will have to look over her
shoulder for the rest of her life,
and if it happens again,
it will be a very, very short life.
Okay, Jane, please.
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to embarrass you
in front of all your new friends.
- Okay, the tox screen ...
- Yes.
- We did it. You were clean
- No, no, no.
She has to do a specific screen
- for Scopolamine.
- Scopolamine?
Remember how I said I
thought he blew me a kiss?
- Yeah.
- Scopolamine is also called
"the devil's breath" ...
it can be administered
- by blowing it in someone's face.
- Well, that could explain a lot of this.
- Yeah, what explains this?
- You probably tried to get away.
- Which one hit you?
- It's not gonna happen again.
Oh, yes, I'm sure it was
just a misunderstanding.
Did you borrow someone's shank?
It's okay. Paddy put the word out.
That's not good, Maura.
Anyone that wants to hurt
Paddy will go after you.
Oh, god.
Just get me out of here, Jane.
Look, anybody comes close to you, okay,
you just go with your
elbow right to the throat,
all right?
Just stay alive.
Thank you.
Did I get you out of bed?
No, I couldn't sleep,
But I think you pulled lover-boy
from between the sheets.
- Hot date?
- Not anymore.
How soon before we find
out if it was Scopolamine?
Susie's on it, but she said
it's gonna take a few hours.
It's a street drug from South America.
And it says here it
turns you into a zombie.
Knew a guy who got dosed
with it in Colombia.
Dumb place to vacation, if you ask me.
The second you're hit with it,
you do anything anyone tells
you and not remember doing it.
He gave up his ATM code.
Yeah, it's sometimes
used as a date-rape drug,
but Maura wasn't raped.
Do you think Brad used it on her
to get into her bank accounts?
Even if he did, somebody
still had to kill him.
You think he had an accomplice?
Maybe.
Did you check Brad's financials?
His bank balance was pretty low.
What have we here?
A deposit for $9,500.
The week before the charity event?
He knew the kind of art she liked,
her favorite wine.
Maura doesn't even have a facebook page.
But she does have an interview
in "La femme vivant" monthly.
This is a big profile.
It's all there ...
the wine, the art,
details about her job.
He did play her.
He went to that benefit to find her.
And 9,500 bucks in cash
tells me he was paid to do it.
And then he got killed for his trouble.
Korsak, you said this drug
will make you do anything
you're told to do?
Frost, check her bank accounts,
and if he wasn't after her money,
what was he after?
We have a theory.
So, he gave her some zombie
drug so he could rob her,
then wiped out her bank account?
As far as we can tell,
he didn't take anything.
So, if he didn't rob her or
sexually assault her, what did he do?
Well, we think he was
after her I.D. card.
Dr. Isles' card was swiped to
enter the M.E.'s office at 2:04 A.M.
Well, good. Let's get the video.
- There isn't any.
- There isn't any?
Dr. Isles was under the
influence of the drug,
which means she might have told
him how to avoid the cameras.
You can take the funeral-parlor
ramp. No cameras there.
Yeah, but you don't break into a
place unless you want something,
- So what did he take?
- We haven't found anything missing... yet.
But you have prints?
We think he was wearing gloves.
So, you don't have a theory.
You've got wishful thinking.
You're sure there's nothing gone?
We double-checked the inventory
in here and in the autopsy room.
Nothing's missing.
Susie even checked the cold storage.
All the forensic specimens,
all the bodies are accounted for.
Well, he was looking for
something. What was it?
What about the bone room?
Did anybody check that?
We hardly ever go in there,
but Dr. Isles leaves
the key right over here.
- You ever been in here?
- Once. Keypad's new.
- Dr. Isles gave me the combination.
- Wait a minute. Don't touch that.
That's a heat-activated touch screen.
If Brad wanted to get in,
he'd have to remove his gloves.
I might be able to lift a print.
405, skull and femur
of a teenage John Doe.
- It's here.
- I'll check the inventory.
- Got it.
- I got it, too.
Looks like a right index finger.
Oh, Korsak, that's great.
- I'll get it to latent prints.
- Okay.
- Uh, 1204.
- Partial adult female skull.
Okay.
1304... is empty.
Is it supposed to be empty?
- No.
- What's supposed to be in it?
Bones that were discovered
at the Stonehaven mall site.
They were in that drawer?
Well, I couldn't begin the
forensic identification process
until all the recovery was complete,
But I had a near-complete skeleton.
So, what can you tell
us about those bones?
I-I'd be guessing.
Oh, okay.
Never mind. Have fun in prison.
Tell Paddy I said "hi."
Be happy to pass that along.
Oh, I hate doing this.
Uh... she was was a female in her 20s.
Okay, start checking the
NCIC missing-persons database.
- It's not much to go on.
- Uh, Maura, what about height?
I didn't have enough of
the femur or rib cage yet.
- So, between 5 and 6 feet?
- Yes, I think I could agree with that.
Oh, that's a big help.
You sure it wasn't between 4 and 7 feet?
- 7 feet?
- Let's make her 5'6".
Okay, you know, I
know what you're doing.
You're gonna say that
she was just 300 pounds
so I could say, no, she was
approximately 110 to 120.
You get that?
See? Was that so hard?
How long was her body in the ground?
You'd expect to see that
level of decomposition
if a body had been buried
for between 6 to 12 months,
- depending on inclement weather...
- She'll be up for parole
by the time we're done with this.
I can only let you do this
for about five more minutes.
- Your lips are blue.
- Mm. Thanks.
What does Paddy do for you
for you to take this risk?
It's what he doesn't do.
I got a brother on the inside.
I got six hits.
Maura, can you see these photos?
Uh, yes. Sorry.
Is it one of these women?
I don't know. I...
Susie, there are crime-scene
photos of the bones.
Yeah, I have them right here.
The distance between the conical orbits,
the size and symmetry
of the nasal opening,
the pronounced zygomatic bones...
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Well, I really need more
comparable data, Jane.
No, you really need to
sleep in your own bed.
Judging by the broad, round
facial-projection features,
she's likely of African
or South American descent.
I'll have to go with number five.
Susie, what do you think?
Definitely number five.
Sofia Alvares, 23.
Brazilian swimsuit model.
Missing 10 months.
Got it ... we matched the print
on the keypad to Brad Adams.
So we can prove he was here.
But why would he want those bones?
Susie, I want to see
all the photographs of the bones.
CSRU didn't find all of her remains.
I know. It's a partial skeleton.
Just show me the next photo.
Stop right there.
Go closer on the hyoid.
We need a cause of death.
Well, it would be better
if I could do an autopsy.
Maura, Popov will be here soon.
Crushed hyoid bone.
Could you show me Brad's neck?
- It is so reckless to guess.
- You're in jail. Ask the guards.
They're not gonna add
more time for guessing.
Cause of death appears to be
the same for both Brad and Sofia.
All right, well, that means
we're looking for one killer.
So, he hired Brad to hit on Maura,
break in here, and steal Sofia's bones?
Yeah. No disrespect, Maura,
but why did our killer think
that you could tie
him to Sofia's murder?
I don't know.
Susie, were any more bones
from the site delivered today?
Uh, yes, but they're just fragments.
I started laying them out.
Isolate that small bone on the left.
Describe it to me.
A fragment approximately
8 millimeters long...
With an epiphyseal end.
It's not a bone fragment.
It's a fetal clavicle.
She was pregnant?
Somewhere between eight and nine weeks.
That's what he was afraid of.
Fetal DNA would tie him to Sofia.
Because our killer is
the father of her baby.
Ok thanks, Susie.
Susie was able to extract fetal DNA
from that fetal clavicle.
- Did she compare it to Brad's DNA?
- Yeah. It's just like we thought.
- We can rule Brad out as the father.
- Brad's DNA?
We should run that DNA through CODIS.
Wow.
Hey, Korsak, you're gonna be glad
you didn't fall asleep in
the break room. Look at this.
- Is that Sofia?
- Uh-huh, and her supermodel pals.
- Wait. What club is that?
- Hollow Venom.
Frankie said that Brad worked there.
And there he is.
Just established a connection
between Brad and Sofia.
Yeah, but we also confirmed
cause of death for the both of them
with the help of Maura,
who is also our suspect.
Any chance Dr. Popov
could come up with the same findings?
Please, the only thing I'm certain
Popov will find is some chilled vodka.
There's got to be something we can do
with all that equipment down there.
I can't.
It's a criminal violation,
and it could ruin the
evidence for court.
I'm not asking you to cut him open.
I just want to get a
look at his hyoid bone
to see if it was crushed like Sofia's.
I mean, what about an X-ray or an MRI?
That won't show you enough.
Fine.
What about that fluoroscope thing?
Might work.
We can at least see
the tissue below the surface.
Okay, that. That ...
that's bruising, right?
There's a distinctive
subdural hematoma, yes.
The shape of that
bruise doesn't look like
it would be caused by an elbow strike.
It's more consistent
with the shape of a ...
A closed fist. That's weird.
Why are those bruises there?
Those three distinctive oval marks?
I don't know what could
leave marks like that.
All right, well, it's ...
it's more than we had before.
- Maura would be very proud of you.
- She's my hero.
So are you!
But she's an M.D.
We got a hit. I think we just
I.D.'d Sofia's baby daddy.
Tucker Franklin was the
father of Sofia's baby?
Yep, Tucker Franklin,
famous golf pro and philanthropist.
Crazy, right?
Nothing came up on CODIS,
so we ran it through
other DNA databases.
Tucker's DNA was on file
with his bone-marrow charity.
Tucker introduced Maura to Brad.
Because they knew each other.
Look at this.
- Tucker going into a fancy club.
- Hollow Venom again.
That's the same club Sofia frequented.
And there's Tucker with
his bouncer friend, Brad.
You know,
Frankie said Brad was the guy
who hooked up celebrities
with women and drugs.
Looks like Brad hooked
Tucker up with Sofia,
but Sofia got in the family way.
The only way Tucker holds on
to his fat endorsement deals
and his marriage
was to eliminate her.
Once those bones surfaced,
he knew it was just a matter of time
before Maura identified Sofia
and tied Tucker's DNA
to their unborn baby.
- But why did Tucker kill Brad?
- Tucker didn't want to leave any witness.
You know,
one good punch to the throat
with something to
protect those soft hands.
We still don't have enough
probable cause to arrest him.
We do have enough to
question him, though.
Look, it's Tucker Franklin!
Park it up front, pal.
Yo, Tucker Franklin, man!
Tucker Franklin!
Would you look at that?
I bet that would leave
three distinct oval bruises.
Hey, Tucker.
- Do I know you?
- You know me well enough
to take my $1,000
check for your charity.
- Oh. Well, thanks.
- This is a nice keychain.
- What are you doing with my keys?
- Oh, I'm not the valet.
You know, it makes sense
that you'd want to protect
that million-dollar grip.
You can't use those soft
hands to punch people.
I have no idea what
you're talking about.
Hell of a swing, too.
And with these brass
knuckles, it would just take
one good punch to the throat
to kill Sofia... and Brad.
Oh, my god.
Guess we're gonna have to park
that Hummer in the impound lot.
Tucker Franklin, you're under arrest
for the murder of Sofia
Alvares and Brad Adams.
Thank you. Thank you.
Oh.
So many of you admire me,
Dr. Vladimir Popov, and my work.
Leave it to Popov.
Excuse me.
Oh.
Girl.
I need this cold.
- Hi.
- Hi.
You sure know how to make an entrance.
I was thinking of wearing
my neon orange jumpsuit,
but I thought it'd be too much.
Yeah, you can wear it tomorrow.
- So, did you get any new prison tats?
- None that I want to show you.
Mm!
So, what do you want to do now?
- Go to work.
- Okay.
- Welcome back.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
that neither of us was a
match for our little boy,
that he would die without
a bone-marrow transplant,
- we were in despair.
- But the best day of our lives
was when an anonymous donor
stepped up and saved our son...
- Don't tell me that was you.
- Funny.
We knew we had to be the
ones to start M.I.L.E.,
a bone-marrow database that
matches strangers through DNA.
But we could only do it with the
help from all of you, so thank you.
- All right, let's go.
- Excuse me, waiter.
Sorry. I don't work here.
I told you to wear a dress.
I only came because you said
the food was gonna be good.
Care for some?
Oh, look. More peanuts.
No.
Why did you tell me that
Wolfgang Puck was catering?
Well, he was supposed to.
It was a last-minute decision
to put the money into the charity.
It wouldn't hurt you to be charitable.
I spent eight bucks on
the beer. Does that count?
Can we please get something
that isn't served in coach?
Okay, I'm on the board of directors.
I can't just leave.
- Can I?
- Yeah. Who's gonna know?
- Live dangerously. Come on.
- Dr. Isles.
Thank you for all
you've done for M.I.L.E.
Of course. It's an important cause.
This is my colleague,
Detective Jane Rizzoli.
- Thanks for attending our event.
- Yeah, I should thank you
for sinking that putt
on the 18th in the open.
- I won the office pool.
- Golf fan, huh? Do you play?
Well, that's not really a fair question
coming from a pro who
regularly shoots a 61.
Oh, honey, I think it's time for you
to go work your magic
with the platinum table.
Dr. Isles, could I snag you?
Those are all grumpy doctors.
I have a bad feeling they
only came for the food.
- Who would do that?
- I bet they'd open their wallets
if I introduced them to
the chief medical examiner.
I'd be happy to help.
Excuse me.
Dr. Isles made such a generous
donation to M.I.L.E. this year.
Yeah.
Well, that Maura...
she's a giver.
Mm. How about you, Jane?
Are you a giver?
What?
Would you excuse us?
Can I borrow you for a second, please?
Excuse me.
- What is the matter?
- What's the matter?
If we don't get out of
here, Taylor Franklin is
gonna help herself to what's
left of my bank account.
Well, how much money did you give her?
A thousand bucks.
And she wants more.
- Just say no.
- I don't want to appear cheap.
Oh, no. Here she comes.
Please, can we go?
Oh, no. Come on. I'm
having such a nice time.
- Can't you just, like, mingle?
- When have you ever seen me mingle?
- Can I get some more peanuts?
- We ran out.
Well, let me at least introduce you.
Brad is a charming conversationalist,
a post-modern art aficionado,
and a prominent colorectal surgeon.
Wow, I never thought I'd hear
the words "charming" and "rectal"
- used in the same sentence.
- Oh, stop. Come on. Just join us.
No, and listen to a butt doctor
talk about art on an empty stomach?
- No. It's okay. I'm leaving.
- Okay. Here. Just take my car.
- You sure?
- Yes. I'll catch a cab.
No, I think you'll get a ride home.
4x04 - Killer in High Heels
I can't believe you've
seen Hung Liu's work.
Of course.
The ... the way she addresses
issues of identity,
marginality, sexism, and racism
is ... is awe-inspiring.
It is so refreshing to
hear a man talk like this.
You know, female artists
are so marginalized.
God, I-I could talk to you all night.
I could talk to you, too.
Oh, it's late. Uh, I should go.
I-it's a school night.
Uh, you sure?
Oh.
A Chateau de la Valence.
That's ... that's one of my favorites.
I'm gonna regret this tomorrow.
- What's tomorrow?
- Whatever the coroner's van drags in,
blood work to be reviewed,
two trials to prep for.
Thank you.
I'm also hoping to start
the identification process
on some human remains we
discovered at a construction site.
Oh, I did a rotation in forensic
anthropology. I found it fascinating.
Yeah, we've been waiting
for all the bones to come in
to make sure we're only
dealing with one victim.
- So, it's a homicide?
- Open case.
- I really can't talk about it.
- I'm sorry.
Tell me about your work.
No, e-even I don't want
to talk about my work.
Yours is a lot more interesting.
- Well, cheers to that.
- Cheers.
- Salud.
- Taxi!
I still think you're
wrong about Cindy Sherman.
Okay, okay, I'll give you cindy
if you give me Sandy Skoglund.
Deal.
I find it so hard to believe
that you know so much
about female artists.
The female that I'd ...
I'd really like to
know more about is you.
Taxi.
Oh, no, no. There's no way
I'm letting you take a cab.
Come on. I'm just parked
around the corner. Come on.
I don't trust valets.
- I don't. Come on.
- Thank you.
Maura!
Hey, Maura!
Where's Maura?
We've got a homicide.
She's not answering her
phone. I have her car.
- What's happening?
- Oh, she got home late ... around 5:00 A.M.
Are you working on this case?
So grisly.
They found bones at the new mall site.
Too bad. I wanted to shop there.
Check this out.
What are you doing?
Maura and I have been
watching self-defense videos.
Ooh, I feel so empowered!
I can see why.
You're so good at it.
Maybe she went to get some coffee.
Maura.
- Hello?
- Hey, Maura. Did I wake you?
Uh... well, let me see.
I'm talking to you on the phone.
Yeah.
What happened last night?
I don't know.
I don't know,
but my head is killing me.
That's it? What ... there's
no scientific explanation
for the common hangover?
No lobes? No craniums?
No dehydration?
What, nothing?
Ma, can you get her a cup of coffee?
Are you okay?
That is ugly.
Oh, come on.
He's not even bleeding.
- I meant the car.
- There are those that consider
the Chevrolet citation a classic.
Yeah, a classic mistake.
It's one of the 50 worst cars ever made.
- Which means you owned one.
- Yeah. So?
That car required more
maintenance than any of my wives.
Dr. Isles is wearing what she
had on when she left last night.
You can wear the same thing
if it's to the walk of shame.
Hey, watch yourself.
- All right, what have we got?
- Adult male, mid to late 30s.
Meter maid
found him around 7:00 A.M.
Keys are still in the ignition.
No drag marks outside the vehicle.
Oh, so, he was killed inside the car.
It looks like he was
punched in the throat.
- Maura, what do you think?
- Uh, is it bright out here?
Uh, did you guys get an I.D.?
- Not yet.
- No.
I ran the plates. Car's registered
to a Dorothy MacAllister, deceased.
Her son sold the car for cash
last week and didn't get a name.
Open bar at the charity
event last night?
I have no idea.
Body's not in full rigor.
Time of death within
the last eight hours.
- Maura, what is it?
- There's a lot of bruising right there.
- Oh, is that the guy from last night?
- Yeah.
When's the last time you saw him?
- Uh...
- Jane...
Maura, what is your I.D. badge
doing in the victim's car?
I don't know.
How do we keep this from
becoming a media feeding frenzy?
Paddy Doyle's trial is next week.
If I didn't know Dr. Isles,
I'd rush to judgment.
"Mob boss's daughter kills her date."
But we know Dr. Isles didn't do it,
so maybe someone set her up.
It wouldn't be that hard to steal
her I.D. card, put it in his car.
Okay, here's what I need to know.
Does she have an alibi?
She can't account for her
whereabouts from 1:00 to 5:00 A.M.
But what about witnesses?
Did anyone see them together?
Yeah, I saw them together, and
so did everybody at that benefit.
We've held off talking to them.
- Why's that?
- Because it's Dr. Isles, Sean.
- What's she say happened?
- She can't remember anything.
Okay. This is as bad as it gets.
We've got to bring
her in for questioning.
- What?
- How can we investigate her?
We work with her.
Every cop in Massachusetts
has worked with her at some point.
- Right now, it's our investigation.
- But what about the autopsy?
Well, the Governor assigned that, uh...
Dr. Vladimir Popov to the case.
Popov can't find his own ass
unless you put his hand on it.
I know.
Well, get ready.
This is gonna be worse than
you shooting Paddy Doyle.
Yeah, Governor.
Yes, I can hear you, sir.
- I don't know what to do.
- We've got to do our job, Jane.
Do we have to do this right now?
Look at her. Something's off.
No, she was out of it this morning,
like someone else was in her body.
- Is she a drinker?
- No. I mean, wine.
- Maybe somebody slipped a roofie.
- Yeah.
Yeah. The victim was a doctor.
Take a tox screen
after you interview her.
Why after?
Why not do it now?
We have to treat her like anybody else.
I don't like this any
better than you do.
We should probably
should do a rape kit, too.
- Oh, my god.
- Jane, you want me to do the interview?
- No. I'll do it.
- Rizzoli, you can't go in there
unless you're gonna go at
her like any other suspect.
- I can do that.
- Okay.
I just ran a background
check on Brad Adams.
You got to see this.
Did Brad Adams tell you
what he did for a living?
Yes, I told you, Jane.
- He was a colorectal surgeon.
- What did you talk about?
Art.
My work. He...
He ordered one of my favorite wines.
Did you leave the
M.I.L.E. benefit with him?
- Yes.
- How did you get home?
I, uh...
I wanted to take a cab.
Check the taxi companies.
- See if there's any record.
- Okay.
How did your I.D. get
in the victim's car?
I'm not sure.
Um...
I remember walking past
the valet, and then...
Did he kiss me? I ...
I think he blew me a kiss.
He blew you a kiss?
Do you remember anything after that?
Oh, no.
I was in his car.
She just put herself
at the murder scene.
Oh, no.
Brad Adams had a record of
theft and drug possession.
He owed $39,000 in back child support,
and he wasn't a doctor.
- He was a bouncer at a night club.
- Oh, god.
- He played her.
- The question is why.
It's getting hot in here.
- Oh, god.
- Where did you get those bruises?
Multiple hematomas.
Likely offensive in nature
due to the location on the arm.
This type of bruising
would occur if I ...
I threw a punch and it was
blocked by someone's arm.
Dr. Isles, are you saying
that you attacked Brad Adams?
I...
I don't know. Maybe.
Why would you do that?
I was provoked?
Research indicates that
even the most docile human
is capable of murder in the
right set of circumstances.
Now what the hell do we do?
We take pictures and
process her clothes.
Do you think that's the right call?
We don't have a choice.
Better us than anybody else.
- I'm so sorry, Dr. Isles.
- You're just doing your job, Susie.
We're gonna need your underwear, too.
You know, I have processed
hundreds of suspects,
but I never truly understood
how humiliating this is.
I'm so sorry, Maura.
- Don't be. You didn't do it.
- You didn't, either.
Maybe I did.
I've got a-a void in my brain
where there should be a memory,
and I've certainly experienced
the kind of rage it would take
- to inflict that kind of an injury.
- Just don't say anything else, okay?
Dr. Maura Isles, of course,
is the Commonwealth's
chief medical examiner,
and she's back in the news again.
Just weeks before her notorious father,
mobster Paddy Doyle, goes on trial
for 15 murders and
countless R.I.C.O. charges,
Dr. Isles is herself
now a murder suspect
in what some are calling
a date gone wrong.
Turn it off.
This is a bizarre stor...
It's all over the internet, too.
What do we know about our victim,
the phony colorectal doctor?
Well... we know he was a real asshole.
And he was also a thief,
a drug dealer, and a predator.
- So he had enemies.
- Here's something.
He had a pretty
pissed-off ex-wife.
She wasn't getting a
penny of the $39,000
he owed her in child support.
She'd at least get social
security if he was dead.
Let's bring her in for a chat.
- How's Maura?
- Terrible.
- How are you?
- Not as bad as Maura.
- What can I do?
- Just help her.
Talk to everybody that
Brad Adams knew ...
neighbors, the ex-wife,
everybody that he
worked with at the club.
Okay, Martinez cleared it because
he's got a history of drug arrests.
You got it.
Hey, wait. Check on Ma first.
Make sure she's okay.
Can you guys give us a minute, please?
You want me to call your lawyer?
- You want me to call your parents?
- No.
You know they got to take
you to the hospital for this.
Yeah, I know. For the rape kit.
I know the drill.
Look, just ...
just do your job, Jane.
Whatever happens, happens.
There's no way
Maura murdered someone.
- Jane's got to do something.
- She is, Ma. We all are.
- Do you have Scotch?
- No.
I don't drink Scotch.
A double espresso ... whole milk today.
- And when do you start making fries?
- I'll, uh, start now.
How 'bout you?
How are you holding up?
I'm worried sick.
Susie, I know you're not
supposed to say anything,
but could you tell me
something about the dead man?
No. We have to wait until
Dr. Popov does the autopsy.
- Wait ...
- And he's not here ...
Dr. Popov?
The guy who carries a gallon
of vodka and calls me "girl"?
Oh, boy.
Maura's really in trouble now.
I looked... and if I were
a guesser, which I'm not,
I'd say that the cause of death was...
asphyxiation due to a crushed trachea.
If I'm right, it was caused by a
direct, powerful punch to the throat.
Whoever did this knew
what they were doing.
- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, I'm gonna, uh...
get that espresso started.
You're back.
What are you doing here?
Everything I can before
Popov shows up pickled.
That's kind of funny, right?
Pickled Popov.
Maura, you can't be here. You
can't be working this case.
- Well, am I under arrest?
- No.
Is my tox screen back?
Not yet. Why? Do you
think you were drugged?
I had a lot of wine.
Who knows?
What did the hospital say?
- There's no evidence of sexual assault.
- Good.
At least I could've
claimed self-defense.
Have you remembered something?
No. No.
It's just I have done too much reading
on the science of murder.
In the presence of a threat,
the brain activity shifts from the ...
the ventromedial prefrontal cortex
to the midbrain periaqueductal gray.
I have no idea what that means,
and for once, I don't want to know.
These bruises say rage ...
my rage.
Dr. Isles, what the hell?
I need you to clear out
of this office now.
Officer Kelly,
I want you to remove her.
Lieutenant, this was my fault.
No, Jane, it's okay.
Lieutenant.
What the hell were
you thinking, Rizzoli?
I'm ... I'm so sorry.
We found your ex-husband like that.
You don't look too sad.
Me?
I'm trying not to smile.
Where were you last night?
Trying to make enough
money to feed his kid.
Are you a working girl, Vivian?
- I'm a massage therapist.
- A therapist, huh?
"Vivian's hot hands.
Come in for your happy ending."
I'll give you the cop discount, huh?
And I'll give you 18
months in Framingham
unless you tell us exactly
where you were last night.
I was with a client.
- We'll need to talk to him.
- His name's John.
If you find him, tell him
he's a lousy tipper, huh?
Happy hands Vivian has been
picked up a couple of times.
Maybe she got one of her
clients to do her a favor ...
- take her husband out.
- She's got a lot of clients who are cops.
- A cop could've set Maura up.
- That's a lot of free happy endings.
She's not cooperating.
We'll have to do a lot of digging
to come up with a client list.
In the mean time, what
do we do with 50 people
who saw Maura leave with the victim?
Anybody see them get into his car?
- No.
- Okay, that's good.
- Is CSRU finished with the car?
- Not yet.
All right, what about
Tucker and Taylor Franklin?
Was Brad Adams on their guest list?
Publicist and the executive
director said he wasn't.
- They never heard of the guy.
- God, we need a break.
Come in.
Angela.
- What's up?
- Uh...
Sean, I have something
I have to show you.
- Okay.
- Okay, but before I do...
you don't think Maura did this, do you?
Oh, look ... look, Angela,
I-I can't talk about that.
Okay, well, this is really hard,
and I don't know what else to do.
- What is it?
- Here, can you look at this?
Okay, I just learned this one.
It's called the horizontal elbow strike,
and it's the most effective tool
for close-quarter combat.
Angela, when am I gonna be
in close-quarter combat?
Well, you could literally
kill a man with this move.
Come hold the board.
Hold it this way.
You're lucky I trust you.
Ready!
- Whoa!
- Whoo!
Whoo!
So what? She can break a board.
Put yourself in a courtroom
and act like a cop, Rizzoli.
It demonstrates that the suspect
had the knowledge and the skill
to perform the underlying
act that caused the murder.
Dr. Isles' tox screen is back.
No Rohypnol in her system,
and, um, we matched the skin
found under Dr. Isles' nails,
and it matches the victim.
CSRU report is in.
They found Dr. Isles' fingerprints
and her hair
in the back seat of his car.
Come on, Bass.
I've got dandelion greens
and endive with parsley.
Come on.
Okay.
I can't get Bass to eat.
He is definitely responding
to the stress in his environment.
- Oh, no.
- I'm so sorry.
Maura Isles, you're under arrest
for the murder of Brad Adams.
I know you.
You're the bitch that
put my old man away.
No, that wasn't me.
Yeah, it was.
I've seen you before.
Many studies have indicated
that eyewitness identifications
can be wrong in up to 35% of cases
when you account for lighting,
distance, and visual acuity.
You even sound like a cop.
Actually, I am the
chief medical examiner
for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts.
She's a cop.
- I'm not a cop.
- Looks like this little bird
picked the wrong place to land.
Oh!
Get off her, Gomez!
Get off me! Get off me!
Get off!
You're getting two chits for that.
- You okay?
- Thanks.
You need medical attention?
- Could I get some ice?
- You got it.
Paddy Doyle sends his regards.
- What?
- I'll get 'em to bring that ice.
You need anything else, you
ask for Mary Pat, you hear?
Olives and ketchup?
You're not really
gonna eat that, are you?
Well, it's moldy cheese or this.
- What do you got on Brad Adams?
- Local boy.
He's been working as a
bouncer for the last
- few years all over town.
- Mm-hmm.
He was employed at a high-end club,
Hollow Venom, for about a year.
Yeah, yeah. A lot of
celebrities go there.
Well, word is he was the
hook-up for drugs and women.
Ivy-league dropout.
Life fell apart when he
developed a drug habit.
Smart con man.
That explains how he managed
to convince Maura he was a doctor.
I can go
if you're expecting someone.
Oh, yeah, I've got a real
romantic evening planned
while my best friend spends the night
avoiding the showers
in a women's prison.
May I come in?
- Come on, Jane.
- What? I'm not stopping her.
All right, I'm sick
about what happened today.
Yeah, me, too. W-why would
you give that to Cavanaugh?
Because I couldn't give it to you.
- Why not, Ma?
- Jane. Be real.
You've got her hair and
fingerprints in his car,
his skin under her nails. It...
It's not Ma's fault she's in jail.
Why would you go to your
boyfriend instead of me?
I was protecting you.
I didn't want to put you in a position
where you had to decide
what to do with that video.
I know what I would've done with
that video. I would've deleted it.
Oh, Jane, the cop in you
would hate yourself if you did that.
And you'd be charged with
obstruction of justice.
Most I'd get is a year in jail.
Maura's looking at life.
- Gomez, let's go.
- You letting me out?
I'm escorting you to isolation.
I'll be back.
No way I'm letting you take a cab.
I'm just parked right around the corner.
What ...
what happened to your face?
I need you to get Susie
to do another tox screen.
Excuse me.
Attention, all inmates.
Whoever did this to my friend's face
will have to look over her
shoulder for the rest of her life,
and if it happens again,
it will be a very, very short life.
Okay, Jane, please.
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to embarrass you
in front of all your new friends.
- Okay, the tox screen ...
- Yes.
- We did it. You were clean
- No, no, no.
She has to do a specific screen
- for Scopolamine.
- Scopolamine?
Remember how I said I
thought he blew me a kiss?
- Yeah.
- Scopolamine is also called
"the devil's breath" ...
it can be administered
- by blowing it in someone's face.
- Well, that could explain a lot of this.
- Yeah, what explains this?
- You probably tried to get away.
- Which one hit you?
- It's not gonna happen again.
Oh, yes, I'm sure it was
just a misunderstanding.
Did you borrow someone's shank?
It's okay. Paddy put the word out.
That's not good, Maura.
Anyone that wants to hurt
Paddy will go after you.
Oh, god.
Just get me out of here, Jane.
Look, anybody comes close to you, okay,
you just go with your
elbow right to the throat,
all right?
Just stay alive.
Thank you.
Did I get you out of bed?
No, I couldn't sleep,
But I think you pulled lover-boy
from between the sheets.
- Hot date?
- Not anymore.
How soon before we find
out if it was Scopolamine?
Susie's on it, but she said
it's gonna take a few hours.
It's a street drug from South America.
And it says here it
turns you into a zombie.
Knew a guy who got dosed
with it in Colombia.
Dumb place to vacation, if you ask me.
The second you're hit with it,
you do anything anyone tells
you and not remember doing it.
He gave up his ATM code.
Yeah, it's sometimes
used as a date-rape drug,
but Maura wasn't raped.
Do you think Brad used it on her
to get into her bank accounts?
Even if he did, somebody
still had to kill him.
You think he had an accomplice?
Maybe.
Did you check Brad's financials?
His bank balance was pretty low.
What have we here?
A deposit for $9,500.
The week before the charity event?
He knew the kind of art she liked,
her favorite wine.
Maura doesn't even have a facebook page.
But she does have an interview
in "La femme vivant" monthly.
This is a big profile.
It's all there ...
the wine, the art,
details about her job.
He did play her.
He went to that benefit to find her.
And 9,500 bucks in cash
tells me he was paid to do it.
And then he got killed for his trouble.
Korsak, you said this drug
will make you do anything
you're told to do?
Frost, check her bank accounts,
and if he wasn't after her money,
what was he after?
We have a theory.
So, he gave her some zombie
drug so he could rob her,
then wiped out her bank account?
As far as we can tell,
he didn't take anything.
So, if he didn't rob her or
sexually assault her, what did he do?
Well, we think he was
after her I.D. card.
Dr. Isles' card was swiped to
enter the M.E.'s office at 2:04 A.M.
Well, good. Let's get the video.
- There isn't any.
- There isn't any?
Dr. Isles was under the
influence of the drug,
which means she might have told
him how to avoid the cameras.
You can take the funeral-parlor
ramp. No cameras there.
Yeah, but you don't break into a
place unless you want something,
- So what did he take?
- We haven't found anything missing... yet.
But you have prints?
We think he was wearing gloves.
So, you don't have a theory.
You've got wishful thinking.
You're sure there's nothing gone?
We double-checked the inventory
in here and in the autopsy room.
Nothing's missing.
Susie even checked the cold storage.
All the forensic specimens,
all the bodies are accounted for.
Well, he was looking for
something. What was it?
What about the bone room?
Did anybody check that?
We hardly ever go in there,
but Dr. Isles leaves
the key right over here.
- You ever been in here?
- Once. Keypad's new.
- Dr. Isles gave me the combination.
- Wait a minute. Don't touch that.
That's a heat-activated touch screen.
If Brad wanted to get in,
he'd have to remove his gloves.
I might be able to lift a print.
405, skull and femur
of a teenage John Doe.
- It's here.
- I'll check the inventory.
- Got it.
- I got it, too.
Looks like a right index finger.
Oh, Korsak, that's great.
- I'll get it to latent prints.
- Okay.
- Uh, 1204.
- Partial adult female skull.
Okay.
1304... is empty.
Is it supposed to be empty?
- No.
- What's supposed to be in it?
Bones that were discovered
at the Stonehaven mall site.
They were in that drawer?
Well, I couldn't begin the
forensic identification process
until all the recovery was complete,
But I had a near-complete skeleton.
So, what can you tell
us about those bones?
I-I'd be guessing.
Oh, okay.
Never mind. Have fun in prison.
Tell Paddy I said "hi."
Be happy to pass that along.
Oh, I hate doing this.
Uh... she was was a female in her 20s.
Okay, start checking the
NCIC missing-persons database.
- It's not much to go on.
- Uh, Maura, what about height?
I didn't have enough of
the femur or rib cage yet.
- So, between 5 and 6 feet?
- Yes, I think I could agree with that.
Oh, that's a big help.
You sure it wasn't between 4 and 7 feet?
- 7 feet?
- Let's make her 5'6".
Okay, you know, I
know what you're doing.
You're gonna say that
she was just 300 pounds
so I could say, no, she was
approximately 110 to 120.
You get that?
See? Was that so hard?
How long was her body in the ground?
You'd expect to see that
level of decomposition
if a body had been buried
for between 6 to 12 months,
- depending on inclement weather...
- She'll be up for parole
by the time we're done with this.
I can only let you do this
for about five more minutes.
- Your lips are blue.
- Mm. Thanks.
What does Paddy do for you
for you to take this risk?
It's what he doesn't do.
I got a brother on the inside.
I got six hits.
Maura, can you see these photos?
Uh, yes. Sorry.
Is it one of these women?
I don't know. I...
Susie, there are crime-scene
photos of the bones.
Yeah, I have them right here.
The distance between the conical orbits,
the size and symmetry
of the nasal opening,
the pronounced zygomatic bones...
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Well, I really need more
comparable data, Jane.
No, you really need to
sleep in your own bed.
Judging by the broad, round
facial-projection features,
she's likely of African
or South American descent.
I'll have to go with number five.
Susie, what do you think?
Definitely number five.
Sofia Alvares, 23.
Brazilian swimsuit model.
Missing 10 months.
Got it ... we matched the print
on the keypad to Brad Adams.
So we can prove he was here.
But why would he want those bones?
Susie, I want to see
all the photographs of the bones.
CSRU didn't find all of her remains.
I know. It's a partial skeleton.
Just show me the next photo.
Stop right there.
Go closer on the hyoid.
We need a cause of death.
Well, it would be better
if I could do an autopsy.
Maura, Popov will be here soon.
Crushed hyoid bone.
Could you show me Brad's neck?
- It is so reckless to guess.
- You're in jail. Ask the guards.
They're not gonna add
more time for guessing.
Cause of death appears to be
the same for both Brad and Sofia.
All right, well, that means
we're looking for one killer.
So, he hired Brad to hit on Maura,
break in here, and steal Sofia's bones?
Yeah. No disrespect, Maura,
but why did our killer think
that you could tie
him to Sofia's murder?
I don't know.
Susie, were any more bones
from the site delivered today?
Uh, yes, but they're just fragments.
I started laying them out.
Isolate that small bone on the left.
Describe it to me.
A fragment approximately
8 millimeters long...
With an epiphyseal end.
It's not a bone fragment.
It's a fetal clavicle.
She was pregnant?
Somewhere between eight and nine weeks.
That's what he was afraid of.
Fetal DNA would tie him to Sofia.
Because our killer is
the father of her baby.
Ok thanks, Susie.
Susie was able to extract fetal DNA
from that fetal clavicle.
- Did she compare it to Brad's DNA?
- Yeah. It's just like we thought.
- We can rule Brad out as the father.
- Brad's DNA?
We should run that DNA through CODIS.
Wow.
Hey, Korsak, you're gonna be glad
you didn't fall asleep in
the break room. Look at this.
- Is that Sofia?
- Uh-huh, and her supermodel pals.
- Wait. What club is that?
- Hollow Venom.
Frankie said that Brad worked there.
And there he is.
Just established a connection
between Brad and Sofia.
Yeah, but we also confirmed
cause of death for the both of them
with the help of Maura,
who is also our suspect.
Any chance Dr. Popov
could come up with the same findings?
Please, the only thing I'm certain
Popov will find is some chilled vodka.
There's got to be something we can do
with all that equipment down there.
I can't.
It's a criminal violation,
and it could ruin the
evidence for court.
I'm not asking you to cut him open.
I just want to get a
look at his hyoid bone
to see if it was crushed like Sofia's.
I mean, what about an X-ray or an MRI?
That won't show you enough.
Fine.
What about that fluoroscope thing?
Might work.
We can at least see
the tissue below the surface.
Okay, that. That ...
that's bruising, right?
There's a distinctive
subdural hematoma, yes.
The shape of that
bruise doesn't look like
it would be caused by an elbow strike.
It's more consistent
with the shape of a ...
A closed fist. That's weird.
Why are those bruises there?
Those three distinctive oval marks?
I don't know what could
leave marks like that.
All right, well, it's ...
it's more than we had before.
- Maura would be very proud of you.
- She's my hero.
So are you!
But she's an M.D.
We got a hit. I think we just
I.D.'d Sofia's baby daddy.
Tucker Franklin was the
father of Sofia's baby?
Yep, Tucker Franklin,
famous golf pro and philanthropist.
Crazy, right?
Nothing came up on CODIS,
so we ran it through
other DNA databases.
Tucker's DNA was on file
with his bone-marrow charity.
Tucker introduced Maura to Brad.
Because they knew each other.
Look at this.
- Tucker going into a fancy club.
- Hollow Venom again.
That's the same club Sofia frequented.
And there's Tucker with
his bouncer friend, Brad.
You know,
Frankie said Brad was the guy
who hooked up celebrities
with women and drugs.
Looks like Brad hooked
Tucker up with Sofia,
but Sofia got in the family way.
The only way Tucker holds on
to his fat endorsement deals
and his marriage
was to eliminate her.
Once those bones surfaced,
he knew it was just a matter of time
before Maura identified Sofia
and tied Tucker's DNA
to their unborn baby.
- But why did Tucker kill Brad?
- Tucker didn't want to leave any witness.
You know,
one good punch to the throat
with something to
protect those soft hands.
We still don't have enough
probable cause to arrest him.
We do have enough to
question him, though.
Look, it's Tucker Franklin!
Park it up front, pal.
Yo, Tucker Franklin, man!
Tucker Franklin!
Would you look at that?
I bet that would leave
three distinct oval bruises.
Hey, Tucker.
- Do I know you?
- You know me well enough
to take my $1,000
check for your charity.
- Oh. Well, thanks.
- This is a nice keychain.
- What are you doing with my keys?
- Oh, I'm not the valet.
You know, it makes sense
that you'd want to protect
that million-dollar grip.
You can't use those soft
hands to punch people.
I have no idea what
you're talking about.
Hell of a swing, too.
And with these brass
knuckles, it would just take
one good punch to the throat
to kill Sofia... and Brad.
Oh, my god.
Guess we're gonna have to park
that Hummer in the impound lot.
Tucker Franklin, you're under arrest
for the murder of Sofia
Alvares and Brad Adams.
Thank you. Thank you.
Oh.
So many of you admire me,
Dr. Vladimir Popov, and my work.
Leave it to Popov.
Excuse me.
Oh.
Girl.
I need this cold.
- Hi.
- Hi.
You sure know how to make an entrance.
I was thinking of wearing
my neon orange jumpsuit,
but I thought it'd be too much.
Yeah, you can wear it tomorrow.
- So, did you get any new prison tats?
- None that I want to show you.
Mm!
So, what do you want to do now?
- Go to work.
- Okay.
- Welcome back.
- Thank you.
Thank you.