Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016): Season 4, Episode 5 - Dance with the Devil - full transcript

[CREAKING]

[STEAM HISSING]
[MAN WHISTLING]

Oh, honey, more overtime?

I was hoping you'd be home.

[SIGHS] No, it's okay.
I understand.

Yeah, I got all the way there
with the baby,

and he was out
on an emergency.

That's weird.
The heat's off. Mm-hm.

I love you, too, honey.

[ELEVATOR BELL]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]



You look a little... naked.

Excuse me?

I can see your knees.

KORSAK: You want me to write him up
for harassment?

- Yes.
- You do look nice, though.

I always like you
in your court outfits.

You can write
yourself up, too.

- KORSAK: Did you hear about Cal?
- Cal Ghetts died?

How's Miss Ghetts doing?
Nice lady.

I always see her in church.

How'd he die?

He was mugged last night
in Atlantic City.

Didn't he just retire?

A month ago.



30 years in the arson unit,
and he gets shot on vacation.

Nervous about testifying?
I've only done it once.

All Cavanaugh and I have to do

is establish chain of custody

to get Paddy's ledger
admitted into evidence.

I'll be glad when you get rid
of that copy of his damn book.

Can I see it?

No.

- And you don't want to.
- Yes, I do.

Wait, you guys didn't read it?

I'm from Southie, Frost.

For all I know,
I got cousins in that book.

I see you downloaded a copy
of the federal indictment.

It's interesting.

You ever tried
a RICO case before?

- No.
- KORSAK: Me either.

Look at all these counts...
Ioan-sharking, bookmaking,

trafficking in narcotics...
oh, and 15 counts of murder.

How did the feds establish
that Paddy ordered the hits?

RICO case is all about proving

that Paddy was the head
of a crime syndicate,

and he didn't have
to pull the trigger himself.

With Donovan's testimony,

the government can prove
Paddy was behind 15 murders.

So, why's the book
so important?

KORSAK: It corroborates his story.

This is the only guy
still alive

that can tie Paddy
to all those murders.

Rizzoli, gonna need you
in my office.

A.U.S.A.'s here.

FROST: Good luck.

You don't have to say a word

if you just show the judge
those knees.

The judge is a woman.

[###]

Hope.

I was going to leave these
at your door,

but I saw your car.

Come in.

We always said we were
going to have coffee.

Thank you.

Is Angela here?

No. She is out of town,
visiting her sister.

I am playing hooky.

I was just about
to make some espresso.

Ah, La Pavoni.
Oh, I had one once.

La Pavoni was founded
in Milan in 1905...

by Desiderio Pavoni, uh, in a
little workshop on Via Parini.

[LAUGHTER]

Uh, El Salvador Miravalle...

and I also smell
Brazil, Fazenda Cachoeria.

- Hmm?
- That's amazing.

Where you think
you came from?

Cailin puts goopy syrup in hers.

No idea where she came from.

She's 19.

You know, I hate to admit it,

but I was addicted
to corn syrup at that age.

[CHUCKLES]

I wish I'd known you then.

And I wish that
you had known him.

This is not the man
that I fell in love with,

not the man who fathered you.

How did you meet?

I was studying.

And I saw him drawing me,
so we started talking.

Is it hard for you
to look at that?

It's his drawing of you at 19,
mourning my death.

My mother...
Constance...

she, she hung
it in a hallway.

Uh, I don't know why I,
I always liked it.

And now that
I know my own story,

I just stare at it and think
about what might have been.

I think about
what might have been, too.

He was thoughtful and smart
and unbelievably kind.

And that sounds crazy now.

I've never said this
to anyone.

It could be easily
misinterpreted.

But I've caught him
looking at me,

and I see that man.

[GASPS]
Ow!

Oh, that hurt.

- Let me see.
- Oh, it's fine.

The steam wand is 240 degrees.
You're not fine.

Go.
Run this under cold water.

I have some extra bandages
in that drawer.

Actually, I prefer
hemostatic trauma gauze.

- What, you carry it with you?
- Since 1988.

I took care of Saddam's burn
victims in Northern Iraq.

That's not too bad.
No.

Are you going to the trial?

No, I can't watch them
put him away.

Do you think
you'll have to testify...

- I mean, about MEND?
- No.

It seems that the FBI has
more pressing things to do...

than to shut down an
international aid organization.

So, you're not worried that
someday they'll just come in...

and seize the $2.5 million...

that Paddy gave you
to start MEND?

I will talk with you
about anything but that.

The less you know,
the safer you are.

I know you don't approve
of what I've done.

Paddy terrorized
an entire community.

That's how he got that money.

But that money
ultimately saved the lives

of a lot of innocent people.

Yeah,
but you can't forget that...

it also cost the lives
of a lot of innocent people.

What Paddy did
is indefensible...

and maybe
what I've done is, too.

There.

All better.

MAN: So, after we get through
establishing your credentials,

I will hold up the book,
walk you through my questions.

And once the book is admitted,
Jackie Donovan becomes key.

Yes.

CAVANAUGH: I don't envy you guys.

Jackie's wife, Roberta,
is a handful.

God. No kidding.

We've been moving them

every 24 hours for a year
because of her.

- You knew her?
- Yeah. I great up in Southie.

That's right.
Paddy was your CI.

Paddy Doyle was your
informant? Wow.

Yeah, we asked the Lieutenant
to keep that quiet...

until we knew we didn't
need him for our RICO case.

It's gonna sound strange,
but when I was growing up...

we all looked up
to Paddy Doyle.

When the Colombians started
moving cocaine through Southie,

he reached out to me.

He wanted the drugs out of
the neighborhood, same as me.

You're not getting sentimental
on me, are you, Lieutenant?

He did one good thing.
He's still a bad guy.

I can't wait
for this to be over.

Yeah, me, too.

I've been practicing this
opening argument for 20 years.

Wish me luck.

You're not gonna need luck.

We'll get him.

That stuff is so bad for you.

We got the non-fat creamer
in the break room.

I need something
with fat in it today.

Did you know that Paddy
was Cavanaugh's CI?

Yeah. In '93, we worked
the DCU together.

I was doing
the New York crack boys.

He was working the Colombians.

- What? What is it?
- Oh, nothing, I...

Every time I think about
working drugs with him,

I think about Linda and his son.

Doesn't he have
a daughter, too?

They're not close.

He wasn't married
to the mother.

That's Linda and Christopher.
They died in a fire.

Defective gas valve
filled the cellar with gas...

ignited when Linda
turned on the heat.

Cavanaugh was working overtime
when we got the news.

I thought
we'd never get him back...

from the bottom
of a shot glass.

That had to be hard to watch
a tough guy like Cavanaugh

go through something like that.

I don't ever want to see
anything like it again.

[CELL PHONE VIBRATES]

Are you heading to court?

Uh, no, it's Maura.
I'm gonna go check on her.

- She sick?
- Sick of being in the news.

JANE: Maura!

MAURA: In here.

What are you doing?

Child's pose.
It's good for indigestion.

Only you would
have a yoga room.

- No shoes.
- Sorry.

JANE: Do you want me
to chant something

to ward off
the evil shoe spirits?

MAURA: Couldn't hurt.

JANE: Oh, yeah.

Oh, that feels great.
I could do this all day.

The judge would issue a bench
warrant for you if you did.

JANE: I got your text.

So, you and Hope
geeked out over coffee?

That sounds nice.
[SIGHS]

It wasn't.
I gave her a hard time.

You know, she's saved
thousands of innocent people...

who were caught in wars
and natural disasters, but...

But you just can't
get over the fact...

that her humanitarian
organization only exists...

because she took
Paddy's dirty money?

Exactly.

Show me a yoga pose
that ends all problems.

Mmm. We'd have to move
to the yoga colony...

in Shivajinagar, Pune.

Poo-na?
I'm not moving to Poo-na.

Do you miss your father?

Yeah, I do.

You think if I tracked him
down in Florida...

and forced myself
to watch him snuggle

with his slutty
blond girlfriend...

that I wouldn't
miss him so much?

No.

What makes you think
she's blond?

They're always blond.
[LAUGHS]

[CELL PHONE VIBRATES]

- Okay, I got to go to court.
- I'm coming with you.

You sure?
You don't have to do that.

Yes, I do.

[SIGHS] That man is my father,
and I have to see this through.

MAN: And could you describe
the location, Detective?

Oh, the Boston cemetery.

Mm-hm. And can you tell us
what you found there?

A plastic bag
with a blue ledger in it.

Detective, is this the ledger
that you found?

Yes.

Thank you.
No further questions.

MAN: Okay,
we're off to a good start.

- Thank you, both.
- Okay.

What? What is it?

Your phones were off.
Jackie Donovan is dead.

What?!

U.S. Marshals' car he was in
was T-boned by a semi...

on Congress and Atlantic Avenue
about 10 minutes ago.

That's just around the corner.

Jackie Donovan's dead.

- Paddy got to him.
- It looks like it.

Two U.S. Marshals
are dead, too.

So, what does
this mean for the trial?

It means Paddy
won the first round.

It is obvious that this
is no accident, your honor.

Five minutes before our key
witness is supposed to testify...

and half a block away
from your courtroom,

he is killed by teamsters
driving a truck?

I think we all know
who's behind this.

MAN: Your honor,
there's no evidence

that this is anything more
than a tragic accident.

"Tragic accident."

The government asks
for two days to regroup.

Two-day delay?

Does counsel think
he can resurrect a dead man?

As tragic as this is,

let me remind you
this trial has already started.

Call your next witness.

Your honor, the prosecution
had anticipated...

Why can't
he call his next witness?

He doesn't have
another witness ready,

and he certainly doesn't
have another Jackie Donovan.

Your honor, my client has
been in jail for over a year.

The entirety
of the government's case...

seems to rest
on a now dead witness.

We just need a continuance,
your honor.

We'll be ready in 48 hours.

At the very least, my client
should be considered for bail.

- Bail?
- They'll never do that.

REPORTER: And in a twist
legal pundits will be

talking about for years,
the judge granted bail

for the alleged head
of the Southie crime family,

Paddy Doyle.

The federal government
has been skating on thin ice...

for a long time,
and today, they fell in.

Thank you.

Clearly, the judge was stuck...

between a rock and a hard
place.

The prosecution wasn't
ready to proceed...

- JANE: I don't believe this.
- Why are they shaking his hand?

They're from Southie.

If Paddy's out, you want
to be on his good side.

The judge had no choice but to
reconsider the issue of bail.

He can't get away with this.

I would've said that yesterday.
I don't know about today.

Did you get him to talk?

Oh, yeah.
Can't get him to stop.

He said my father hired
a couple of teamsters...

to run their truck
into the Marshals' van.

Said it was pretty quick,

except for the one who bled out
before the ambulance arrived.

Poor guys. Just doing
theirjobs.

And how are we supposed
to do ours?

I mean, he's out, Jane.
How did this happen?

How? We'II, he's always
eight chess moves ahead.

Where do you think
you got your I.Q. Points?

Don't remind me.

He'll only be out
for a couple of days,

and they got him
wearing the ankle bracelet.

I'm sure the feds
are watching his every move.

We may have something.

Well, that's good news.

Shouldn't we go up
to the squad room?

- We can't, Jane.
- Why not?

Cavanaugh
can't know about this.

Calvin Ghetts investigated
the fire that killed his family.

What does Cal have to do
with Paddy Doyle?

We were about to make
a deal with Ghetts...

to testify against him.

- Cal was dirty?
- Oh, my God.

Wait a minute.

Did Paddy send someone
to Atlantic City...

to take him out
before he could talk?

We think so.

The FBI thinks
Paddy paid Ghetts...

to burn down buildings
in the '90s,

falsify arson reports...

so Paddy could buy condemned
property for a song.

But you could
never prove that.

No, not until Calvin Ghetts
told me in a phone call...

before he died
that he had saved evidence...

that could prove that
Paddy was behind that fire.

Cal set the fire...

and you were
granting him immunity...

in exchange for the evidence
in his testimony.

Right.

You were gonna
make a deal with a man...

who killed a police
officer's wife and baby?

Maura, sometimes you got
to dance with the devil...

to get a conviction.

Especially
for two capital murders.

So you're gonna seek
the death penalty.

If you're conflicted, Doctor...

I won't ask you
to help investigate this.

I'm a physician, Mr. King.
I don't wish death on anyone!

That doesn't mean
I won't help you.

Wait a minute.
Help you with what?

You don't have a case
without Cal Ghetts.

I don't have any more time.

I need you
to find that evidence.

- What are we looking for?
- I don't know.

All right? All we have
are Cal's arson files.

Maybe there's something there.

Yeah, but what?

You had 20 years
and your own task force...

to make an arson connection...

between Cal Ghetts
and Paddy Doyle.

Now you want us to find
something in 36 hours?

I'm not gonna lie to you.
It's a Hail Mary pass.

Well, you better hope
we can catch.

These are the last two.

I don't think
they'll be any help.

They're from 2004.

We've been through
everything from 1993.

His file on Cavanaugh's
apartment fire isn't in here.

I keep telling them
it's time to scan everything.

Did anyone talk
to Cal's wife yet?

No.

Oh, man, I really
should go over there...

and give her my condolences.

Hey, Frost, go now.

Well, it's late.

No, but we're
running out of time,

and Cal might have
kept the file at home.

Well, you better come with me.

It'd be good to have
a woman there...

make her feel
more comfortable.

Well, I want
to go through '92 and '94.

The case might be misfiled.

I can go.

But you're not a Detective.

Well, I'm a woman who makes
people feel comfortable,

and you're busy, Jane.

We'll say we're there to bring
her the collection money.

We've got a lot
to do here, Jane.

Okay.
Okay, yeah, yeah, do it.

[DOOR KNOCKING]

Do you know what time it is?

Miss Ghetts?

Barold?

I'm sorry to bother you.

I just wanted to come by
and say...

I'm very sorry for your loss.

Detective Ghetts
was a good man.

This is from everyone
at the station.

Thank you.
That's very kind.

This is my colleague, Dr. Isles.

We're all very sorry
for your loss.

We know
how difficult it must be.

Miss Ghetts, we were closing
some of Cal's open arson cases,

and we haven't been able
to find some of his files.

We were wondering if perhaps
he brought his work home.

He kept his files
in the garage, yes,

but it got broken into
when we were...

when we were in Atlantic City.

I know this is an imposition,

but would it be possible for you
to show us the garage?

It's just Cal's junk
and old files.

They really
tore the place apart.

Too bad they didn't
take that hunk ofjunk.

Calvin said this was
our big retirement nest egg.

"Shirley,
no matter what happens,

don't you ever
sell the Granada."

You wouldn't get
more than $500 for it.

Oh, you might
get more than that.

No, she's right.

I looked it up
on "car buyers."

But your husband said
it was your "nest egg?"

Every time
we had a cash-flow issue

he'd tell me...
not to worry.

"It's all right here, honey."

I'm sorry.

This is just
too hard right now.

Excuse me.

Paddy's guys
tore this place apart.

But they left the car.

Can you check
in the glove compartment?

Sure.

Nothing in the trunk.

Yeah, nothing in the glove
compartment or inside the car.

If old Cal hid
something in the car,

Paddy's guys
would have found it.

But this car hasn't
been moved in years.

And there's plenty of places
to hide things,

especially if the car
doesn't need to be driven.

I'm thinking
like a drug dealer.

Well, don't you think Paddy's
guys think like drug dealers?

It's worth a try.

I'll get a search warrant going.
[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]

We'll take all this
and we'll do

what Paddy's guys
couldn't do...

pull this car apart.

It's Jane. She wants to know
if we have anything.

Not until we have
the search warrant.

Go get some food.
I'll stay here.

You sure?

Yeah, yeah, I already ate.

I am craving
a Tempeh bacon burger.

Make sure
Jane eats something, too.

You know
she forgets sometimes.

JANE: I feel guilty.

MAURA: You have to eat.
We'll get it to go.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
MAN: To Paddy!

MEN: Paddy!
[GLASSES CLINK]

Look at him...

he thinks he's already
gotten away with it.

He's killed four people
in the last two days.

Let's go, Maura.

You know, they've even
changed the menu for him.

They're serving him beef
with French fries.

Maybe it's locally sourced.

Let's go.
This is not helping anything.

Maura.

Three more men are lying...

on my autopsy tables
because of you.

Maura, I had nothing
to do with that crash.

I wish Jane had killed you.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Hi. How is she?

Not good.

Does she know I'm here?

She asked me to call you.

- Hey, Maura?
- Mm-hm?

Hope's here.

Just in the middle
of getting the pills...

out of my cashmere blends.

Maura...

[SOBBING]
I told him I wished he was dead.

No, I...

I don't really like to be
hugged when I'm very upset.

Got to get these sheath
dresses off the floor...

before they wrinkle.

Yes, it is strange getting
to know her as an adult.

I can't even imagine.

Every year on her birthday,

I would come to Boston,
and I'd visit her grave.

And I would add up the years,
and I would think about...

how old she'd be and wonder
what she'd turn out to be.

Well, is she anything
like you imagined?

She's better.

She's so much better
than I imagined,

and I have a good imagination.

MAURA: I'm so sorry.

I should have
offered you some tea.

And girl scout cookies.

I ate them all.

Even the thin mints?

- I ate those first.
- Damn.

I know this is your house,
but could I make you some tea?

I would like that.

Sometimes,
the only way for me to turn off

the panicky thoughts
in my head at night...

is the thought of
espresso in the morning.

Me too.
Would you like some?

Oh, no,
that'll keep me up all night.

Thank you.

What can I do?

Go back 37 years
and sleep with a different man?

Well, can we give you
a hug now?

It won't help.

Can we try?

Thank you.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

How's she doing?

She's okay.

She'd be a lot better
if we could find...

something in Cal's Granada.

Any news on the car?

CSRU took apart the doors,
the engine, the dashboard.

Nothing so far.

Where else
would Cal hide that file?

Maybe we don't
have to find the file.

If Cal set the fire, Paddy
would've paid him to do it.

Which means
Paddy would have...

kept a record of it
in his little book.

Yeah. Here.

Here, everybody
take a section.

Paddy wrote everything in code.

"Big head rent Io broad?"

"Big head" meant
Michael Wynne.

"Rent" meant shaking down
store owners on "Io broad,"

which is the lower
end of West Broadway.

How do I explain my presence...

if Lieutenant Cavanaugh
comes in?

Tell him you have
menstrual cramps.

That does make any sense.

KORSAK: Oh, yes, it does.

He won't ask any questions
once he hears those words.

Shirley Ghetts just called.

Someone want to tell me...

why we have Cal's car
in the evidence garage?

- Oh, boy.
- See you in my office, Vince?

FROST: He's been in there
a long time.

Just try not
to think about it.

We got to find a connection
between Paddy and Cal.

What'd he say?

It's too bad Cal's dead.

He'd like to wrap
his hands around his throat.

- Frost, what are you doing?
- Trying to break Paddy's codes.

He's got these charts
starting in 1992.

Show me where that is.

It's right here
in Paddy's book.

Oh, my God.

What's wrong?

How could we not know?
Paddy and Oso, that's it.

- Who's Oso?
- Oso Garcia...

he was a Colombian drug dealer
that Cavanaugh shut down in '92.

When Paddy
was Cavanaugh's CI?

- Yeah.
- '92?

That doesn't make any sense.

Yeah, why would Paddy
buy cocaine from Oso,

then turn around
and help Cavanaugh bust him?

Oh, my God.

What is it?

It was a setup
from the beginning to the end.

All Paddy wanted
was cheaper cocaine,

and he fed
Cavanaugh information

knowing that it would chase
the Colombians out of Southie.

Paddy ran Southie.

Eventually, the Colombians

would have to go
to him for help.

They didn't know Paddy
was the informant.

I'm not following this.

Paddy helped the drug unit
bring heat onto Oso

from August of '92
to March of '93.

Oh, so all these zeroes mean
Paddy couldn't buy cocaine.

Because Cavanaugh was putting
pressure on the Colombians.

Right, but in April of '93,

Paddy started buying cocaine
again but for half the price.

So what changed
in March of '93?

His family died.

Linda and Christopher Cavanaugh

died in the fire
at the end of March.

My guess is Paddy's plan
was to kill Cavanaugh,

but it worked out the same
when Cal set that fire,

only his wife
and son died instead.

'Cause Cavanaugh fell apart.

He never ran another drug case.

Does Cavanaugh still have
a copy of Paddy's book?

I just saw him leave.

Oh, my God.
We got to find him.

He's gonna kill Paddy.

Hey.
Can I buy you a drink, Sean?

[GRUNTING]
[SHOUTING]

[GRUNTING]

Hey!
Boston police! Knock it off!

Hey, stop it!

No, no! Come on!

Back off! Back off.

Back off.

I'm gonna kill him.

Try not to move, Lieutenant.
How could you?!

He came at me.
I was minding my own business.

Oh, shut up!
Come on, let's get him up.

I'll get him out of here.
Let me take him.

Come on, Sean.
Let me... let me take you.

He killed my family.

He killed my family.

I still think we need
to get him to a hospital.

He needs stitches
and his nose reset.

No hospital.

I agree. Let's not make this
worse with a paper trail.

You reset my nose.
You can do that.

Can you stitch him up, too?

Okay, get me some towels
and my medical bag.

Okay.

Let's put him on the couch.

I don't want
to get any blood on it.

No, no, it's okay.

As soon as we can move him,
I'll take him to my place.

- No, I'm fine.
- No, you're not.

And if you think
I'm gonna let you

try and kill Paddy again,
think again.

He's a dead man!

Lieutenant, if anyone
deserves to kill him, it's you.

But you can't.

Think about
what you had to go through

to survive Linda
and Christopher's death.

Every day that you force
yourself to go on living

is a tribute to those
two people that loved you.

I blamed myself.

All this time, I thought
that fire was an accident.

I was right to blame myself.
It's my fault that they died.

Don't say that.

Linda and the baby weren't
supposed to be there, Vince!

He wanted me, but I was working!
I was always working!

So, instead, he killed them.

- Get out of my way!
- No.

He's not spending
another day on Earth!

Lieutenant,
there's another way.

We keep digging,

we prove that Paddy paid
Ghetts to set the fire,

Paddy gets charged with arson,
and he gets the death penalty.

- You gonna move?
- KORSAK: No!

Well, what are
you gonna do, Vince?

You gonna shoot me?

'Cause that's what
it's gonna take.

Oh!
[MOANS]

Oh, what the hell?

I heard you say
there was another way.

It's all I could think of.

All she needs to do
is check his vitals...

and administer the sedative
every four hours.

Well, what'd you tell her?

That he's a police officer
who lost his family,

and we're looking
for the suspect.

That's all she needs to know.
[DOOR KNOCKING]

Thank you.

Thank you so much for coming.

- What do you need me to do?
- He's stable.

I gave him 4 milligrams
of Lorazepam 15 minutes ago,

and there's more in my kit.

All right. I'll administer
another dose in a few hours.

- He'll be fine. Go.
- Thank you.

[ELEVATOR BELL]

We can't keep him
on Lorazepam for too long.

Well, I'd rather
keep him drugged up

than visit him in Walpole.

Yes, but I'm concerned about
the addiction properties.

Now you're concerned?

Korsak, what's that look
like in Cal's garage?

- Looks like a welding setup.
- Let me see.

Maybe CSRU
missed something.

Do you see
any signs of welding?

- FROST: No.
- JANE: I do.

It has an O.E.M. Muffler,

but there's
a non-factory weld on it.

Do you want tin snips?

Uh, no, give me the sawzall.

Thanks.

[BUZZING]

Yeah, I've found something.

Give me that monkey wrench.

Thanks.

And?

And, well, Shirley Ghetts
said it was their nest egg.

She sure did.
This looks promising.

JANE: Clever.

It looks like two pieces
of pipe and a union joint.

That's a gas valve.

It looks like
we found Cal's evidence.

It's a lot better
than a missing file.

And these might be
pieces from the furnace...

that exploded
in Cavanaugh's apartment.

He put the arson
photos in here.

1245 Silver Street.

That was Cavanaugh's apartment.

- Frost isn't back yet?
- Give him a break.

His father's an admiral,
not a plumber.

Well, did he say that he found
anything else in the car?

He said he thought that...

the exhaust system
had been welded shut.

This is the gas valve
from the exploded furnace.

If it had malfunctioned,

there would be evidence
of charring, there isn't any.

So the gas valve wasn't
the cause of the fire,

like Cal originally claimed.

- No.
- And it wasn't the union joint.

No, there's no damage
on the threads.

Which means
it was loosened on purpose,

which supports the theory
that Cal set the fire.

He probably went into
Cavanaugh's apartment,

turned off the heat, then
went down into the basement

and loosened the union joint.

Natural gas from these pipes

would have filled
the basement in minutes.

Linda came home to a freezing
house, turned the heat on.

You know, a fire investigator
once told me,

"If you smell gas, don't
even touch the doorbell.

The electrical spark
from that doorbell

is enough to blow
the entire place up."

And we still haven't connected
the fire to Paddy Doyle.

Got something.

This was stuffed way up
in the exhaust pipe.

It's Cal's investigative notes
from March 22, 1993...

that's the day of the fire.

What do they say?

Uh...

"There was a witness...
a neighbor, Mrs. Longstead"?

She saw Cal?

I don't think it was Cal.

"Francine Longstead
of 1299 Winston Street...

reports she saw a white male...

enter the basement
right before the fire."

Awhite male?
Cal was black.

"White male" rules out
the Colombians, too.

"Mrs. Longstead says
she heard the explosion...

and looked out her window
in time to see the same man...

running from the basement
with his shirt on fire."

If his shirt was on fire
and he was running,

it's highly likely
that he suffered

second and third-degree burns.

So we just need Mrs. Longstead
to make a description.

Francine Longstead
died in 2005.

Paddy had nine
trusted Lieutenants.

One of those guys
torched that apartment.

I'm calling up
surveillance photos

of Paddy and his top guys
from March 1993.

They always met behind
the Chauncy Street tavern.

MAURA: That's Jackie Donovan.
We can rule him out.

I didn't see any burn scars
when I did his autopsy.

Frost, see if there's a photo
of them all together...

March 23, 1993.

MAURA: The day after the fire?

You think they took surveillance
photos of him every day?

There's thousands of megs
of high-res photos here.

You know, every time
Paddy wanted something done,

one of these guys did it,
but this time was different.

What do you mean?

RICO. Paddy's not gonna send...

one of his guys
to kill a cop's family.

I got it. March 23, 1993.

- JANE: He's gonna do it himself.
- KORSAK: Of course.

Penalty's the same
for capital murder.

Do it yourself,
no one can turn on you.

Detective Frost, can you blow up
the area around his collar?

Maura, we knew Paddy was behind
Linda and Christopher's murders.

That fact that
he set the fire himself...

isn't any worse than ordering
someone else to do it.

What is it?

Hemostatic trauma gauze.

I think she helped him.

[DOOR OPENS]

Maura, he's fine.
His vitals are stable.

What's wrong?

That's your work, isn't it?

Did Paddy tell you
how he got those burns?

No.

You see the man on the couch?

Twenty years ago,

Paddy killed
his 25-year-old wife...

and their two-year-old son.

They burned to death after
he blew up their apartment,

and you... you treated
his burns, didn't you?

I didn't know.

I swear to you I did not know
how he got those burns.

But you must have heard.

You must have heard that
a cop's family died in a fire,

and then Paddy shows up
with third-degree burns and...

Come on! What lie did you
tell yourself that day?!

He swore that he would never
hurt women and children,

so that... it must have
been an accident.

No, it wasn't an accident.

There are no more
accidents, Hope.

You made a bargain
with the devil,

and it has come due.

What do you mean?

You're going
to testify against him.

I am beyond impressed
that you caught

the wildest Hail Mary pass
that I ever had to throw.

Thank you both.

Well, it's not over yet.

Hope Martin
still has to testify.

What if she doesn't?

Well, that's why I sent
two cops to escort her.

She'll be here.

I'll talk to the judge.

We'll get in front
of the grand jury,

and we'll have two murder
indictments by lunch.

I think you better wish me
luck this time.

Don't screw it up, counselor.

[CHUCKLES]

You okay?

You know when I said
she should've picked

someone else to sleep
with 37 years ago?

Yeah.

Maybe Paddy should've
picked somebody else.

Well, she said she'd testify
against him, right?

Yes.

Well, maybe,
you know, in her own way,

she's trying to make amends.

Here we go.

Now go get them.

How you doing, Jenkins?

You got a lot
of evidence today.

Got a gun case
on the third floor.

- Good luck with that, okay?
- Thanks.

Cavanaugh should be here.

Lieutenant Cavanaugh?
He's already upstairs.

He's what?

Jane, he's not gonna strangle
Paddy in the court house.

He can't get his weapon
through security.

Yes, he can.

[GRUNTING]

Look at me,
you son of a bitch.

Blowin' your head off
would be too good.

I'm gonna kill you slowly.

It wasn't personal, Sean.
It was just business.

Business?

You killed my wife
and my baby son

so you could get
your cocaine cheaper?!

How do you stand there

and think you deserve
another breath?

KORSAK: Sean, don't!

Lieutenant,
please don't do this.

Don't.
I want to talk to my father.

Don't come any closer,
Dr. Isles. He's a dead man.

MAURA: All right,
but before you kill him,

I just want him
to know something.

She's here Paddy.
Hope.

Hope is here?

She was about to testify
to the grand jury.

That'll never happen.

Now it won't

because the Lieutenant is gonna
save us all a lot of anguish,

but it must feel terrible to
hear that the love of your life

was about to help us
put you on death row.

- She wouldn't.
- Oh, but she would.

All these years, you've
stayed alive for two things...

power and Hope.

Seems fitting
you'd go out like this.

You're lying.
Hope would never do that.

I've got a better way
for you to experience hell.

You're gonna stay alive,
but without her.

Come on, Sean.

Give me minute, Vince.

[SOBBING]

You know,
I never thought I'd say this,

but these sweet potato
fries are growing on me.

Try them with a fresh mint.

Don't push your luck.

Speaking of luck-pushing,

he totally could have
pulled that trigger.

No, he wasn't going to.

[SCOFFS]
You don't know that.

- Yes, I do.
- Oh, really?

Oh, okay,
show me that study.

Cite statistics with your
double-blind control group.

What are you doing?

Looking up
the peer-reviewed studies

on violence in men's rooms.

You're so full of crap.

You're shoe shopping, Mau...
Stop eating my fries.

- Give me my tablet.
- No.

Order dessert,
and I'll think about it.

Mm! These are really good
with the fresh mint.

Enough with the plants already.

[LAUGHTER]
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