Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016): Season 4, Episode 7 - All for One - full transcript
The hit-and-run murder of a high school science and driver's education teacher focuses on a group of friends who were also students of the victim.
Hey. Where did you go?
[PANTING]
That did not come out
the way I intended it to.
All right, please,
just come talk to me.
We... We can work this out.
I've- - I've got a proposal
that's gonna work for both of us.
[CAR DOOR SLAMMING,
ENGINE STARTING]
Hey, wait. What are you doing?
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[TIRES SQUEALING]
Ow, ow, ow...
Okay, why won't you
just let me call for help?
Because you will call 911,
and they will send a fire engine
and a surgical team
for a sprained ankle.
- Just- - Just help me up.
- Okay. Come on.
Okay. Okay. Thank you.
[GASPING, MOANING]
- Okay, that's better.
- Give me your keys.
- Let me drive you to the hospital.
- No. Maura, I'm fine.
"Fine" is an adverb.
It means "pleasing" or "very well."
- So, you're very well?
- Yes. Ow!
- Stop it.
- I just wanna examine it.
Do not touch my ankle.
You let me look at it
or I speed- dial 911.
- I hate you.
- No, you don't hate me.
You just hate feeling vulnerable.
[MOANING]
- Okay. Does this hurt?
- Yes! Ow.
- Okay, what about this?
- Yes! Please stop touching it!
I suspect you have a partial tear,
your anterior talofibular ligament.
Otherwise known as a sprained ankle.
- You have to go see a doctor.
- I just did. Bill my insurance.
[SCOFFS]
Okay, do- - Get up, get up, get up.
Don't say anything.
Rafael's even sexier half- naked.
JANE: Morning.
- Hey.
- Hey, Detective.
- Doctor.
- MAURA: Morning.
- You just do the loop?
- Yeah.
- You tired, Rizzoli?
- No, I was just a little dehydrated.
- Nice car.
- It's a standard- issue BPD Sedan.
- How many miles on it?
- I don't know, like 60,000?
- Why?
- Just curious. Okay, see ya.
- Meet you inside.
- See ya.
- Oh, what did you do?
- I sprained my ankle.
You know the only way
to get her to a hospital
- is knock her out, right?
- Yeah, don't tempt me.
- Just- - Help me inside?
- All right.
No, don't you dare.
Until you agree to let me x- ray it.
It's not broken.
- Knock her out.
- Wait! No! Okay, okay, okay.
Come on. Let's go, okay?
- Got it?
- I don't got it.
- Hopping, hopping, hopping.
- Hopping. There it is.
[###]
- No break in the fibula or tibia.
- So I'm fine. [GRUNTS]
Oh, look.
Senior Criminalist Chang
went to the store
and bought you a new shoe.
Size nine, right?
- No. No way.
- Yes. Yes, way.
Susie, can you please
hold down Detective Rizzoli
so we can put the
protective boot on her?
O- - Okay.
Give me that. I'll do it myself.
- No, it hurts. It hurts.
- All right, distract yourself.
Okay. Um...
Do you think that the Army reads
all the e- mails
- that I send Casey?
- Well, of course.
The Defense Advanced
Research Projects Agency
has algorithms
that analyze everything.
Well, that's just wrong.
Why? What kind of e- mails
are you writing?
Mushy stuff.
Well, I think the government is
looking for traitors and terrorists,
not to make fun of you and your
mushy e- mails to your boyfriend.
He's not my boyfriend.
He's my... long-distance lover.
Oh, 6,500 miles.
That's a lot of distance.
Yes, Maura, and?
Well, I just find it interesting
that your relationship
with Casey heated up
the second he got on a plane
to Afghanistan.
Well... Okay.
Yes. Fine. I mean, I miss him.
Now. Well, he just...
He got all domestic
and it just made me
claustrophobic.
Don't you wish you could press
a button and have men appear
- when you wanted them?
- Yes.
Well, maybe you can amuse yourself
with Rafael.
If you don't, maybe I will.
Martinez?
[SCOFFS] No.
And he wasn't looking at either one
of us. He was looking at my car.
Do you think he's gonna take my car
for the Drug Unit?
Well, he can't just
take your car, Jane.
He can. He's a lieutenant.
And I heard the Drug Unit
was short on cars.
Well, hold on, don't react to
something that hasn't happened.
You're right.
Okay. All right.
[GASPING]
Ow!
Okay, how are you gonna get upstairs?
[SIGHS]
Well, does Senior Criminalist Chang
have crutches?
I'm telling you, it's probably torn.
Will you please
just get me some crutches?
[GASPING]
Oh, God. No, I'm gonna wait here. I was...
[WHISPERS]
Oh, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy.
You broke more bones
than your brothers combined.
- How do you do this to yourself?
- It's not broken.
Bunny pancakes. Thanks, Angela.
[ANGELA CHUCKLES]
- Uh-oh. What did you do?
- JANE: What?
I thought it looked cool. Maura said
a big boot is the new black.
- Well, I think she tore a ligament.
- Stop saying that.
- KORSAK: How did you do it?
- Wrestling bulls.
Nah, I was chasing a bad guy.
I tripped while jogging.
I'll tell anybody who asks
you were sword fighting.
[MAURA CHUCKLES]
- Hey, Vinnie.
- Hola, guapo.
Buenos dias, preciosa.
[CHUCKLES] Me?
- Buenos dias, Lieutenant.
- MARTINEZ: I'll have my usual.
Why is he so nice to my mother?
Because he's not interested
in sleeping with her.
- [SOFTLY] What? Maura.
- [WHISPERS] No, that's it.
That is why he ignores you,
because he's attracted to you.
- What? No.
- Hm.
- Yes.
- No, no, no.
- Hm-mm.
- No. Shh!
- What'd you do? Kick somebody?
- Yep.
- Is it serious?
- No.
Yes. Yes, it could
be a torn ligament
which is more serious
than a broken bone.
Oh, then, I hate to do this
to you today, but I need your keys.
My keys?
Because you're taking my car?
Why would you take her car?
Look at her. She needs it.
- Come on, Raffie.
- MARTINEZ: You got to share, Vinnie.
Chief of detectives assigned
some of your cars to me. I'm sorry.
- Hey, honey. Here. Take mine.
- Thanks, Ma,
but detectives...
[PHONE BUZZING]
...aren't allowed to use
personal cars for work.
[PHONE RINGING]
We have a fatal hit-and-run.
My least favorite call.
It's usually some jackass
running a light.
Come on, Jane. Me and Dr. Isles
will do a fireman's carry.
We can stop by Boston Joe's.
That make you feel better?
Yes. I'll need a quadruple latte
with an ibuprofen foam
to make this day go better.
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
Oh, yeah, Maura.
He took my car because he likes me.
He really, really likes me.
Hey, we should get going.
That hit-and-run might be a homicide.
Hold on. He'll still be dead
when we get there.
- WOMAN: Wet cap for Barry.
- That's me.
- Careful. It's hot.
- Got it. Thanks.
- Speaking of hot.
- Hm. Too hot.
I think that's the little barista
that called your partner a bitch.
Well, she is the one, all right.
- Oh, where is Jane?
- MAURA: She's waiting in the car.
I'm worried about her ankle.
I'm also worried about
Detective Frost flirting with the barista
that was rude to his partner.
- I'm just looking.
- Large house for Vince.
- Extra hot latte, no foam for Maura.
- Oh, I got it.
Free coffee on me.
I'd love to see you in here again.
- See you at the scene.
- Bye.
Oh, boy, are you in trouble now.
[SIREN CHIRPING]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
- Thank you.
- Where's Jane?
I took her back to headquarters.
She couldn't walk.
- Maybe she should go to a hospital.
- Oh, wait, how did she get upstairs?
Frankie and two uniforms carried her.
I thought they'd have
to handcuff her.
[CHUCKLES]
[PHONE BUZZING]
Jane's calling me from her
desk phone. What should we do?
Answer it before she tries
to come down here.
Hey, Jane.
Okay, just put me on the tablet
so I see the crime scene.
Yeah, tell her
"only if her foot is elevated."
- FROST: You hear that?
- Yeah, it's up. It's up. Show me.
- Who's that?
- FROST: David Sutton, 35.
He taught science and Driver's Ed
at the high school.
Well, that's a cruel irony.
Driver's Ed teacher dies
in a hit-and-run.
Groundskeeper found him in the bushes
just as school was starting.
- Accident or homicide?
- Not sure. Frost, follow me.
I think the point of impact
was right about here. Take a photo.
- Okay, this is interesting.
- JANE: What? What is it?
It's a headlight- bulb fragment.
Filament's still there.
- So the driver's headlights were off.
- How can you tell?
Tungsten filament is brittle
when it's cold
but it'll stretch if the headlights
are on at the time of the collision.
Yeah, if they're off, it'll break.
That one's busted.
KORSAK: Come on.
Intermittent skid marks.
I'm seeing acceleration marks too.
I never did accident reconstruction.
JANE:
So someone slammed on the brakes.
You mean, before they hit him?
Yeah.
Then, with their headlights off,
they gunned it
and ran into the victim.
- So does that mean...
- JANE: Yeah.
Means this probably
wasn't an accident.
- You got it?
- Yeah.
FROST:
So how long has he been dead?
The body is just in the first stage
of rigor, eight to ten hours.
- So this happened last night?
- Uh- huh. He was carrying a key.
Take it to the crime lab.
That's a strange key.
Looks like a modern version
of a skeleton key.
Maybe it's to his office. Frost,
let's go interview the principal.
- We can bag him now.
- Okay.
- MAN: I'm a reporter with WZJT.
- GIRL: Get away!
MAN: Care to comment about your
dead teacher, Mr. Sutton?
MAURA: Excuse me.
The reporter's just doing his job,
but I told him to leave you alone.
Thank you.
Did you know Mr. Sutton?
We all had him for Driver's Ed.
- I also had him for A.P. Chem.
- I had him for A.P. Bio.
And I was the idiot that
had him for both. [SNIFFLES]
He was so fun.
We would always try cool experiments.
[GIRLS SNIFFLING]
- Do you have any advice?
- Any advice?
On how we deal with this.
I think your grief counselors
can help with that.
- And lean on each other.
- Okay. Thank you.
You know what this key is for?
We found it in his pocket.
No, never seen it before.
All the keys here look like this.
Were there any students who might've
had a problem with Mr. Sutton?
What, you think
this wasn't an accident?
Any kid with a grudge?
Somebody he might have flunked?
Well, sure. Kids and parents complain
all the time about all my teachers.
Mr. Sutton was strict.
His curriculum was hard.
You'll find a number
of complaints in his files.
We'll need that,
his classroom files and his computer.
Probably at his house.
I just spoke with his wife,
poor thing.
- They just had their third baby.
- We'll head over and talk to her.
- Thank you.
- Okay.
We're very sorry for your loss.
I told him not to jog at night.
Why didn't he listen?
[SNIFFLING]
- How often did he go running?
- A lot.
Mrs. Sutton,
where were you last night?
Asleep. Why?
Why didn't you call the police
when your husband failed
to come back from his jog?
The baby keeps him up.
He sleeps in the den.
Do you think this was deliberate?
Is that why you're asking me that?
I have three kids
under the age of four.
I'm not gonna kill their father.
Did he have trouble with any
of his students or their parents?
No. He was very dedicated.
He was teacher of the year
more than once.
He even taught Driver's Ed for free
because the school district
didn't have the funding.
- Is this key to your house?
- No. I don't know what that's for.
- Is that your husband's computer?
- Yes.
[CHILD CRYING]
Mommy's coming.
My kids are crying.
- We'll need to take his computer.
- All right. Take whatever you need.
Doesn't look like
he did much jogging.
Well, he didn't.
His gluteal aponeurosis and maximus
have very poor definition.
Oh, let's not talk about his butt.
[CHUCKLES]
- There's a gash in his sartorius.
- You mean his thigh?
No, I mean his sartorius.
It's a muscle in the thigh.
See all this bruising and this gash?
It's probably from the front
of the grille that hit him.
Maura, we got to find
this hit-and-run car.
Is there anything in the wound?
Hm. Let me take a look.
Hm. I see particulates. Blue and
gray. I'll get them analyzed.
[SIGHING]
I don't know what I'm gonna miss
more, walking or driving my own car.
Well, you shouldn't be doing either.
You should be home icing your foot.
I just never realized how important
my car was to me, you know?
- I hope this isn't personal.
- What's that supposed to mean?
Well, it could be a form
of grown-up teasing.
You know, Rafael likes you,
but he's frustrated
because you're not interested.
What? Oh, don't be ridiculous.
He took Frost's car too.
I don't think he's attracted to him.
I mean, I know detectives who have
quit when they took their cars.
And I get it, you know?
We spend our entire lives
with dead people
and that's how they thank us?
No disrespect.
He says, "None taken."
[LIGHT SCOFF]
What? What's that?
He says, "You're a great detective.
Find out who did this to me."
Yeah, Don Corleone
has nothing on you.
Just when I thought I was out,
you pull me back in.
Hi- - I got it. I got it.
If it were me, I'd come down with
the blue flu until I got my car back.
No, you wouldn't.
Especially if you were looking for
someone who mowed down a teacher.
I mean, it's almost like
killing a cop.
So all you've got is part
of a light bulb
- and skid marks?
- Yeah.
You're gonna need Encyclopedia
Brown for this one.
That's funny.
- Is it really aawul there?
- Eh, it's dusty and hot,
but I'm okay. They call Bagram
Airfield "Camp Cupcake" for a reason.
- Good desserts?
- Chow's okay. Look at this.
- My own man can.
- Oh, a man can.
Yeah. Gosh, it's positively palatial.
[CHUCKLING]
Okay. So, come on,
what can I send you?
Cookies?
You want movies, TV show?
How about you just send me you?
Well, I don't like long plane rides,
so maybe we can meet in the middle.
What's in between Boston
and Afghanistan?
- The Atlantic Ocean.
- Yeah, there.
Oh, I wish I could touch you.
Um, speaking of privacy,
I'm in the break room
and someone just came in
to get some coffee, so- -
- Frost or Korsak?
- It's Martinez.
- I'm gonna say goodbye.
- Talk to you soon, baby.
Okay.
- So that's the famous Casey, huh?
- Yeah.
I hear he's in Afghanistan?
Yeah, he's uh, working with soldiers
who have PTSD.
You miss him?
Yeah. I do.
Look, I'm sorry
about taking your car.
- You know it isn't personal, right?
- Okay.
[KEYS CLACKING]
[SCOFFING]
Put it back.
Oh, my God,
it's like having four mothers.
Hey.
[WHIMPERS]
[CHUCKLES]
Okay, here's something.
Been going through
all of Mr. Sutton's e- mail.
- Look at this.
- Who's that?
One of his A.P. Chem students.
Samantha Cole.
JANE: "Give me an A
and I'll give you some of this"?
- What? How old is she?
- Just turned sweet 16.
It looks like sweet little
Samantha Cole
wanted to get her grade changed
and was offering a trade.
You think he said "no"
so she ran him over?
Maybe. Let's find her and ask.
I'll call the attendance office.
And we need to know every car
that Samantha Cole had access to.
Speaking of cars, I'll need one
if I'm going to talk to her.
Hello, this is
Detective Frost, Boston Police.
I need to know the whereabouts
of a student. Samantha Cole.
Okay.
Thank you.
What is it?
I just found Samantha.
Maybe Maura should drive you there.
- Why Maura?
- Because of where you're going.
MAURA:
She's been in a coma for ten days.
JANE: Well, at least we know
she didn't run over Mr. Sutton.
- What happened?
- She overdosed.
- On what?
- Her mother's codeine prescription.
- JANE: How bad is it?
- Bad.
This may be the way
she spends the rest of her life.
You know, if I thought my kid
did this to herself
because of some teacher,
I might run him over.
By the time I got home from work,
she had already been
in cardiac arrest
for about 15 minutes.
Do you know why
she attempted suicide?
We put too much pressure on her.
This was our fault.
Suicide in teenagers is- -
It's much more complicated.
No. He's right. We did.
I couldn't stop riding her.
"One B and Harvard
was off the table, Sam."
And why? Why did I do that?
Yeah. What did she tell you
about Mr. Sutton?
MOTHER:
She loved that teacher.
She took every science class
he taught.
[SIGHING]
- You've seen it.
- Yeah. We found it on her phone.
We were looking through her things,
just trying to understand
why she did this.
We heard about his death
this morning.
I'm just so glad that we made
ourselves apologize to that man.
- You apologized?
- For Sam.
[SNIFFLING]
MOTHER: I just...
I just wish that we could
tell her that it doesn't matter.
Okay, thank you.
Okay, the charge nurse
on Samantha's floor
said that her parents
were with her all night.
And the headlight debris we found
is molded, polycarbonate plastic.
Like every other
late- model headlight.
That's not gonna help us
find the car. What else?
The blue particulates in the victim's
leg are cheap automotive paint
and there was also navy-blue paint
used exclusively on Chevy Impalas.
Oh, excellent. Okay,
so Frost can start a DMV search.
And tell him he's looking for a car
that's been in an accident.
What, you mean another accident?
Yeah, the blue particulates
are paint,
so the gray stuff will be Bondo.
It is. You're good.
Tell my chief of detectives that
and maybe he'll give me my car back.
- MAN: What are you gonna give her?
- MAN 2: Here we go.
I think those guys
are rating the girls in here.
Come on, let's give them a cheap
thrill. Can I borrow your pen?
- Be nice.
- All right.
- Ready?
- Hm- mm.
Tsk!
- MAURA: They like it.
- They do. Look at them.
[CHUCKLING]
What would you give me?
[LAUGHS]
Hey, Martinez.
Oh, I would give you an 8.75.
Come on.
Give him a ten. It's late.
I came by to tell you you can use
this car for police business.
Why do you have my mother's keys?
And, no, I can't,
because regulations won't allow it.
Section 14 of the
Massachusetts state law
allows the use
of an impounded car, so, yes.
- You impounded my mother's car?
- She told me to.
Besides, we were both
worried about you.
Oh. Well, thank you.
MARTINEZ: Sure.
I'd like to buy you a drink
but I think you should take
your ankle home and get some rest.
[STAMMERS]
I was just leaving.
- Rain check, okay?
- Okay.
Doctor.
That, my friend, is chemistry.
That can never happen again.
[MAURA LAUGHING]
Where's Jane?
You think she got smart
and decided to stay in bed?
Are you kidding me?
If I know Hopalong,
she'll be taking the stairs.
[PHONE BUZZING]
Oh... Yep, that's her.
She's picking up her mother,
then she'll be here.
How's the search for
the hit-and-run car coming?
Not good.
There are a lot of blue Impalas.
I was about to go
through the rest of these.
I found a lot of parents
who complained about Mr. Sutton.
Here's a sample:
"He ignores male students
and caters to the girls
even though the boys
are better at science."
Tell that to the two smartest
scientists I know,
- my mom and Dr. Isles.
- Yeah.
FROST: I'll pull up all
of Sutton's class rosters,
cross- reference those
with blue Impalas.
Good idea. Wait.
This might be something.
What is it?
Two years ago, he had to
expel one of his best students
because he found weed
in her lab cubby.
- Got a name?
- Karine Alberts.
She was on target
to be class valedictorian.
FROST: She's still local.
Maybe she blames Sutton.
[PHONE BUZZING]
Hey, mind if I take
a meeting downstairs?
- A meeting?
- I'll make it quick.
Yeah, yeah. Go on.
I'll let Jane know we're gonna
grab our failed valedictorian
and bring her in.
- So cool of you to meet me at work.
- So cool that you're a cop.
I'm actually a detective
in Homicide.
Wow, even cooler. Is it okay
to ask what you're working on?
A high-school teacher
that died in a hit-and-run.
Oh, yeah. I heard about that.
I probably shouldn't
say too much more.
I understand.
[SIGHS]
So how long you been
at Boston Joe's?
Two years. Not as impressive as you
but I'm the manager.
- I'm putting myself through school.
- Wow, good for you.
- What are you studying?
- Actually- -
Would you like me to uh,
heat your coffee?
- Oh, no, thanks.
- Yeah, I would. Thanks.
I couldn't help but overhear,
you're a student?
Yeah, I am.
Graduate student, actually.
Wow, wonderful.
Mrs. Rizzoli, this is Neda.
- Hi.
- Lovely to meet you.
- Thanks for the refill.
- What are you studying?
- Business administration.
- Nice.
What kind of business
are you interested in?
- Well, actually...
- Mrs. Rizzoli, I changed my mind,
I think I've had enough caffeine.
So...
Hey, Frost.
Your quick meeting almost over?
- Yeah.
- KORSAK: Good.
'Cause Jane is upstairs
doing your DMV search
and we've got a suspect
to interrogate.
Probably should get back to work.
Let me walk you out.
KORSAK: You didn't like Mr. Sutton
very much, did you, Karine?
He's the reason I wanted
to be a marine biologist.
And what soured you on him?
Was it when he found your weed?
My weed? No.
It was when he went from being
a mentor to a lascivious creep.
"Lascivious." Good word.
Thanks. Learned it at my J.C.
Where were you Monday night?
Working the graveyard shift
at a 7-Eleven.
You seem a little bitter.
He wrecked my life
because I wouldn't perform.
- "Perform"?
- He wanted me to give him oral sex.
Did he rape you, Karine?
No, but he said if I didn't perform,
he'd give me a C
and he wouldn't write a letter
of recommendation to college.
What did you do?
I told him I was gonna talk
to the principal,
so he planted weed in my stuff
and then found it
before I could talk to Mr. Appleton.
- Did you ever tell anyone?
- It was his word against mine.
I was the druggie and Mr. Sutton was
the champion of smart, nerdy girls.
I'm surprised I didn't kill myself.
- Aw. What a nice little brother.
- Shut up.
We get each other things
when we're sick or hurt.
Hey, I saw you outside with a woman.
She's hot, man.
[CHUCKLES]
- Is it serious?
- Nah, I just met her.
So? How much time do you need?
[CHUCKLES]
[COMPUTER BEEPS]
- Oh, okay, this looks promising.
- What?
It's a good contender
for the hit-and-run.
2007 navy blue Chevy Impala
registered to Edes High School.
[SIGHS]
Crap. I don't have a car.
Oh, I got a cruiser I can borrow.
Come on. I'll take you.
All right, thanks.
I'll be damned.
It's the Driver's Ed car.
- Can you see anything?
- The hood's dented.
But a lot of bad drivers
have had a crack at this poor car.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGING]
Keys are in the ignition.
There's a blue thread
caught in the shifter.
- Bag it.
- You think?
Gee, good thing you're here.
[CHUCKLES]
Okay, I'm gonna release
the emergency brake and roll it.
Ready?
- Seeing anything?
- Yeah.
Bumper's dinged
and I think this is blood.
FROST:
So maybe we're looking for some kid
who was fooling around
in the Driver's Ed car.
And ran over his teacher.
CSRU started processing the car.
They've already counted
170 separate prints.
We'll never be able to
tie that car to one driver.
How many students
learned to drive in it?
A lot. It's six years old.
Jane's ankle is very swollen.
I made her lie down in my office.
- My sister, the slacker.
- Don't tell her I told you that.
Told us what?
The turquoise string that you found
in the shifter is embroidery thread.
It's commonly used
to make friendship bracelets.
Friendship bracelets.
So whoever was driving
was probably a teenager.
- How do we track that thread?
- MAURA: There's a range of theories
as to where friendship
bracelets originated.
I think the use of macram?
supports Arabia
although the tribal element
suggests Central and South America.
What else do you have for us,
Dr. Isles?
Oh, right.
[CHUCKLES]
Uh, something did come up
in the victim's tox screen: Viagra.
Who takes Viagra before ajog?
And his wife just had a C- section.
Can't imagine why he'd need
a greater blood flow to his penis.
[SHUDDERS]
I am sure you're right.
Didn't take it for the wife.
And the crime lab traced the key
that we found in his pocket,
it's from a high- security padlock.
Our hero teacher
suddenly feels a lot less heroic.
So he pops a Viagra,
tells his wife he's going jogging,
then heads to a school
in the middle of the night?
I don't think he was going there
to tutor budding female
science students.
What's this padlock key to?
We got to tell Jane but she'll wanna
go to the high school herself.
Or maybe Dr. Isles can go with her.
You're the only one she listens to.
- Oh, she doesn't listen to me.
- KORSAK: Yeah, well,
if she passes out from the pain, at
least you'll know exactly what to do.
I drive fast
because I have to walk slow.
Well, you shouldn't
be driving at all.
And you routinely drive at least
12 miles over the speed limit.
I'm doing three miles an hour, Maura.
Well, I don't mean now.
JANE: I thought you liked
driving in the Can'O Espress'O.
Well, people do smile at us.
[CHUCKLES]
They get out of the way too.
This thing is better
than a blue light and a siren.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, look.
That's a high-security padlock
on that shed.
So Mr. Sutton
had his own private space.
What did he use
his Driver's Ed shed for?
Well, all of his class supplies,
Driver's Ed manuals, DVDs,
hand- outs...
- Maura.
- What?
Turquoise embroidery thread.
Our driver was in here.
- Did you bring a black light?
- Yeah.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
JANE:
I'm seeing a lot of bodily fluids.
I think Karine was telling the truth.
He was trading grades for sex.
Looks like not all
of his students said "no."
"Mr. Sutton's Driver's Ed Rules."
"All students will leave their phone
in the basket during class."
Samantha Cole was also one
of his Driver's Ed students.
- Well, he took all their phones.
- Yeah.
So maybe when Samantha
wouldn't perform, he gave her a D.
And then when she threatened
to go to the principal like Karine
he sent a photo
from her phone to his phone
with a suggestive e- mail.
- Where's Jane?
- In the caf?.
Told her not to move until she
iced her ankle for 12 minutes.
See? I told you she listens to you.
[CHUCKLES]
Detective Frost, do you have
Samantha Cole's lab binder?
Yeah. Right there.
But Samantha's in a coma
and her parents have an alibi.
Karine's alibi checked out too,
so she didn't run
over Mr. Sutton either.
This is impressive
for a college student,
much less a high-school student.
So why did Sutton give her that D?
Fits with Jane's theory
he was demanding sex for grades.
So he gave her a D
when she said "no."
Maybe somebody besides
Samantha's parents
is angry enough to go after Sutton.
- Did she have a boyfriend?
- Doesn't look like it.
I'm on her social network sites.
She was constantly posting photos
of her and her friends on CandidGram.
Why would she post this photo?
Look at the comments.
Holy crap. Poor kid.
Seems like the entire student body
made a point
of publicly calling her a slut.
Man. Kids are mean.
Why would a brilliant kid
like Samantha
put a photo of herself
in a bra online?
She didn't.
Detective Frost, did you
happen to come across
- Mr. Sutton's lesson planner?
- Yeah. Right there. Second file box.
Okay, here's his lesson plan
for Samantha's Driver's Ed class
11 days ago.
"Three o'clock to 4:30 PM.
Show students Death on the Highway
in Room 12 and grade papers in shed."
- Samantha was watching a film?
- And Mr. Sutton had her phone.
He always collected
his students' phones before class.
Jane was right.
Sutton knew she was about
to go to the principal and complain.
He went through her phone, looking
for something to discredit her,
- and found that photo.
- FROST: And attached it
to a bogus e-mail,
sent it to his own phone,
then showed it to the principal.
Just to make sure his bases
were covered,
he also posted it on CandidGram.
Girl's a slut. Problem solved.
Yeah, and look at the
date and time it was sent.
It was just a couple of hours
before Samantha attempted suicide.
Frost, hit that link.
The one that says "Sweet 16."
[GIRLS CHEERING]
GIRLS: Happy Birthday!
I met these girls at the crime scene.
Show us your new bra.
- No.
- Yeah, come on.
SAMANTHA:
Turn your phones off, okay?
We promised we wouldn't post stuff
without each other's permission.
FROST: Samantha's saying,
"Don't post this."
- SAMANTHA: This is silly.
- CHLOE: Come on.
You've been waiting a long
time for your girls.
MAURA:
Because she's with her friends.
That photo wasn't for Mr. Sutton.
They look like women,
but they're just kids.
That photo couldn't
have been more innocent.
Open the one that says "fab four."
- You guys ready?
- Okay.
TOGETHER: I have your back
and you have mine.
I'm there. We're square.
Till the end, we're friends.
Fab four! I would die for you!
[ALL LAUGHING]
- Look at their wrists.
- MAURA: Turquoise embroidery thread.
- Those are friendship bracelets.
- "I would die for you."
I wonder if that also means,
"I would kill for you."
KORSAK:
The DAwants us in the squad room.
But there's no evidence that puts
one of these three girls
behind the wheel?
We found all three girls' prints
in the car.
- Whose are on the steering wheel?
- Wheel was wiped clean.
What about evidence
on the victim's body?
No, nothing that connects him
to one of them.
- Alibis?
- Each girl has one.
Each of their parents
said they saw her in bed
the night of the hit-and-run.
At least they're all cooperating.
I mean, go figure.
I got a 16-year-old, can't even
get her to unload the dishwasher.
They all refused to have
either a lawyer or parent present.
- Not very smart.
- That's 16 for you.
I even tried to talk them
into having a lawyer present.
And I'm on the other side.
We need to know who was driving.
Yeah, they're best friends now,
but human nature's says
- they'll turn on each other quick.
- They always do.
David Sutton is a predator,
but it does look like
one of these girls mowed him down.
Well, let's split up,
each take a girl.
It's gonna be like
shooting fish in a bucket.
We have evidence that you were
in the shed with Mr. Sutton.
CHLOE: He was my hero.
He made me fall in love
with science. He...
He said that it was an art
and that we were the artists.
What were you doing in that shed?
I had to record him.
[SNIFFLES]
Why?
Because he said that he'd give you a
better grade if you had sex with him?
Yeah.
He said that he'd fail me
unless I gave him oral sex.
[SIGHING]
Can you talk me
through what happened?
He told me to meet him at 11:00.
CHLOE: I turned my
cell phone on to record him
and I stuck it in my shirt pocket.
KORSAK:
And then what happened?
I turned my cell phone on.
FROST:
What did you do?
I put it in my shirt pocket
to record him.
He pulled his sweatpants down.
His legs were so gross.
What did he say to you?
DAVID:
It's all you have to do.
You do that,
I'll change your grade to an A.
How simple is that?
I'd heard he did it to the smart
girls, that a few even did it
just so that he didn't
wreck their college applications.
[SNIFFLING]
He started with Samantha.
He gave her a D.
But she still didn't do it,
so he made everyone think
that she was a big slut.
That's why she tried to kill herself.
Why meet him alone?
I just wanted to make sure
that he never did it to another girl.
No one would believe me
without proof.
- So what did he do?
- He pulled down his underwear.
And he tried to
touch my breast.
- And that's when my phone fell out.
- Are you taping this?
- FROST: Where is that recording?
- I erased it.
- Why?
- Because...
Because of what happened next?
Yeah.
[SNIFFLING]
I ran out into the parking lot.
He always left the keys to the
Driver's Ed car in the ignition.
- DAVID: Hey!
- I just had to get away.
- I was so scared.
- Where did you go?
He was running after me.
I got inside the car
but I was so freaked out that...
...I forgot how to drive.
[TIRES SQUEALING]
Hey, wait. What are you doing?
He ran in front of the car
and I didn't see him.
[IMPACT THUD]
- And I hit him.
- I hit him.
I hit him.
- Megan confessed.
- Emma confessed too.
So did Chloe.
Oh, God.
- All three confessed?
- Identical stories.
They worked this out
and there is no doubt in my mind
that all are willing to take
the blame and go to jail.
I've never seen anything like it.
We even went back at them. Hard.
They're not giving each other up.
So then, they did it.
Or one of them did.
- Do you think it was deliberate?
- No. I think it was an accident.
And the skid marks actually
could mean two things,
either the car was lying in wait
or two scared teenagers skidded
to a stop to pick up a friend.
KORSAK:
It explains the acceleration marks.
Whoever was driving jumped on
the gas to get away from Sutton.
And the headlights were off because
they were inexperienced drivers.
Well, if that's the case,
then they didn't see him
and he didn't see them.
Without corroborating evidence
or a confession and two witnesses,
there is no case.
I need to know the truth.
Only one of you was driving that car.
- Who was it?
- Me. I was driving.
If you weren't driving,
you're not responsible.
Tell me the truth.
- It was me. I was the one.
- I was driving.
Do you understand
that you will go to prison?
FROST: And you will stay there...
For the next 15 years of your life.
- Yes.
- Yes.
Yes.
Can't you prosecute all three?
According to Massachusetts law
we can only go after the driver.
We need one. We've got three.
- So, what do we do?
- Send them home to do their homework.
- We can't do that.
- He's right. We have no choice.
We gotta let them go.
- Try again.
- Come on, Sam.
Open your eyes, Sam.
Come on.
She's trying to open her eyes.
Samantha. Honey, can you hear me?
FATHER: Sam...
It's not really like the movies,
is it?
No. It'll be a long haul.
But she's responding, so who knows?
- She might come all the way back.
- Girls [CHANTING]: I have your back,
- and you've got mine.
- It's beautiful, though.
- What is?
- That kind of friendship.
TOGETHER:
I would die for you.
I mean, I don't know
that I'd die for you,
but I'd come damn close.
Me too, Jane.
Me too.
Ripped By mstoll
[PANTING]
That did not come out
the way I intended it to.
All right, please,
just come talk to me.
We... We can work this out.
I've- - I've got a proposal
that's gonna work for both of us.
[CAR DOOR SLAMMING,
ENGINE STARTING]
Hey, wait. What are you doing?
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[TIRES SQUEALING]
Ow, ow, ow...
Okay, why won't you
just let me call for help?
Because you will call 911,
and they will send a fire engine
and a surgical team
for a sprained ankle.
- Just- - Just help me up.
- Okay. Come on.
Okay. Okay. Thank you.
[GASPING, MOANING]
- Okay, that's better.
- Give me your keys.
- Let me drive you to the hospital.
- No. Maura, I'm fine.
"Fine" is an adverb.
It means "pleasing" or "very well."
- So, you're very well?
- Yes. Ow!
- Stop it.
- I just wanna examine it.
Do not touch my ankle.
You let me look at it
or I speed- dial 911.
- I hate you.
- No, you don't hate me.
You just hate feeling vulnerable.
[MOANING]
- Okay. Does this hurt?
- Yes! Ow.
- Okay, what about this?
- Yes! Please stop touching it!
I suspect you have a partial tear,
your anterior talofibular ligament.
Otherwise known as a sprained ankle.
- You have to go see a doctor.
- I just did. Bill my insurance.
[SCOFFS]
Okay, do- - Get up, get up, get up.
Don't say anything.
Rafael's even sexier half- naked.
JANE: Morning.
- Hey.
- Hey, Detective.
- Doctor.
- MAURA: Morning.
- You just do the loop?
- Yeah.
- You tired, Rizzoli?
- No, I was just a little dehydrated.
- Nice car.
- It's a standard- issue BPD Sedan.
- How many miles on it?
- I don't know, like 60,000?
- Why?
- Just curious. Okay, see ya.
- Meet you inside.
- See ya.
- Oh, what did you do?
- I sprained my ankle.
You know the only way
to get her to a hospital
- is knock her out, right?
- Yeah, don't tempt me.
- Just- - Help me inside?
- All right.
No, don't you dare.
Until you agree to let me x- ray it.
It's not broken.
- Knock her out.
- Wait! No! Okay, okay, okay.
Come on. Let's go, okay?
- Got it?
- I don't got it.
- Hopping, hopping, hopping.
- Hopping. There it is.
[###]
- No break in the fibula or tibia.
- So I'm fine. [GRUNTS]
Oh, look.
Senior Criminalist Chang
went to the store
and bought you a new shoe.
Size nine, right?
- No. No way.
- Yes. Yes, way.
Susie, can you please
hold down Detective Rizzoli
so we can put the
protective boot on her?
O- - Okay.
Give me that. I'll do it myself.
- No, it hurts. It hurts.
- All right, distract yourself.
Okay. Um...
Do you think that the Army reads
all the e- mails
- that I send Casey?
- Well, of course.
The Defense Advanced
Research Projects Agency
has algorithms
that analyze everything.
Well, that's just wrong.
Why? What kind of e- mails
are you writing?
Mushy stuff.
Well, I think the government is
looking for traitors and terrorists,
not to make fun of you and your
mushy e- mails to your boyfriend.
He's not my boyfriend.
He's my... long-distance lover.
Oh, 6,500 miles.
That's a lot of distance.
Yes, Maura, and?
Well, I just find it interesting
that your relationship
with Casey heated up
the second he got on a plane
to Afghanistan.
Well... Okay.
Yes. Fine. I mean, I miss him.
Now. Well, he just...
He got all domestic
and it just made me
claustrophobic.
Don't you wish you could press
a button and have men appear
- when you wanted them?
- Yes.
Well, maybe you can amuse yourself
with Rafael.
If you don't, maybe I will.
Martinez?
[SCOFFS] No.
And he wasn't looking at either one
of us. He was looking at my car.
Do you think he's gonna take my car
for the Drug Unit?
Well, he can't just
take your car, Jane.
He can. He's a lieutenant.
And I heard the Drug Unit
was short on cars.
Well, hold on, don't react to
something that hasn't happened.
You're right.
Okay. All right.
[GASPING]
Ow!
Okay, how are you gonna get upstairs?
[SIGHS]
Well, does Senior Criminalist Chang
have crutches?
I'm telling you, it's probably torn.
Will you please
just get me some crutches?
[GASPING]
Oh, God. No, I'm gonna wait here. I was...
[WHISPERS]
Oh, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy.
You broke more bones
than your brothers combined.
- How do you do this to yourself?
- It's not broken.
Bunny pancakes. Thanks, Angela.
[ANGELA CHUCKLES]
- Uh-oh. What did you do?
- JANE: What?
I thought it looked cool. Maura said
a big boot is the new black.
- Well, I think she tore a ligament.
- Stop saying that.
- KORSAK: How did you do it?
- Wrestling bulls.
Nah, I was chasing a bad guy.
I tripped while jogging.
I'll tell anybody who asks
you were sword fighting.
[MAURA CHUCKLES]
- Hey, Vinnie.
- Hola, guapo.
Buenos dias, preciosa.
[CHUCKLES] Me?
- Buenos dias, Lieutenant.
- MARTINEZ: I'll have my usual.
Why is he so nice to my mother?
Because he's not interested
in sleeping with her.
- [SOFTLY] What? Maura.
- [WHISPERS] No, that's it.
That is why he ignores you,
because he's attracted to you.
- What? No.
- Hm.
- Yes.
- No, no, no.
- Hm-mm.
- No. Shh!
- What'd you do? Kick somebody?
- Yep.
- Is it serious?
- No.
Yes. Yes, it could
be a torn ligament
which is more serious
than a broken bone.
Oh, then, I hate to do this
to you today, but I need your keys.
My keys?
Because you're taking my car?
Why would you take her car?
Look at her. She needs it.
- Come on, Raffie.
- MARTINEZ: You got to share, Vinnie.
Chief of detectives assigned
some of your cars to me. I'm sorry.
- Hey, honey. Here. Take mine.
- Thanks, Ma,
but detectives...
[PHONE BUZZING]
...aren't allowed to use
personal cars for work.
[PHONE RINGING]
We have a fatal hit-and-run.
My least favorite call.
It's usually some jackass
running a light.
Come on, Jane. Me and Dr. Isles
will do a fireman's carry.
We can stop by Boston Joe's.
That make you feel better?
Yes. I'll need a quadruple latte
with an ibuprofen foam
to make this day go better.
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
Oh, yeah, Maura.
He took my car because he likes me.
He really, really likes me.
Hey, we should get going.
That hit-and-run might be a homicide.
Hold on. He'll still be dead
when we get there.
- WOMAN: Wet cap for Barry.
- That's me.
- Careful. It's hot.
- Got it. Thanks.
- Speaking of hot.
- Hm. Too hot.
I think that's the little barista
that called your partner a bitch.
Well, she is the one, all right.
- Oh, where is Jane?
- MAURA: She's waiting in the car.
I'm worried about her ankle.
I'm also worried about
Detective Frost flirting with the barista
that was rude to his partner.
- I'm just looking.
- Large house for Vince.
- Extra hot latte, no foam for Maura.
- Oh, I got it.
Free coffee on me.
I'd love to see you in here again.
- See you at the scene.
- Bye.
Oh, boy, are you in trouble now.
[SIREN CHIRPING]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
- Thank you.
- Where's Jane?
I took her back to headquarters.
She couldn't walk.
- Maybe she should go to a hospital.
- Oh, wait, how did she get upstairs?
Frankie and two uniforms carried her.
I thought they'd have
to handcuff her.
[CHUCKLES]
[PHONE BUZZING]
Jane's calling me from her
desk phone. What should we do?
Answer it before she tries
to come down here.
Hey, Jane.
Okay, just put me on the tablet
so I see the crime scene.
Yeah, tell her
"only if her foot is elevated."
- FROST: You hear that?
- Yeah, it's up. It's up. Show me.
- Who's that?
- FROST: David Sutton, 35.
He taught science and Driver's Ed
at the high school.
Well, that's a cruel irony.
Driver's Ed teacher dies
in a hit-and-run.
Groundskeeper found him in the bushes
just as school was starting.
- Accident or homicide?
- Not sure. Frost, follow me.
I think the point of impact
was right about here. Take a photo.
- Okay, this is interesting.
- JANE: What? What is it?
It's a headlight- bulb fragment.
Filament's still there.
- So the driver's headlights were off.
- How can you tell?
Tungsten filament is brittle
when it's cold
but it'll stretch if the headlights
are on at the time of the collision.
Yeah, if they're off, it'll break.
That one's busted.
KORSAK: Come on.
Intermittent skid marks.
I'm seeing acceleration marks too.
I never did accident reconstruction.
JANE:
So someone slammed on the brakes.
You mean, before they hit him?
Yeah.
Then, with their headlights off,
they gunned it
and ran into the victim.
- So does that mean...
- JANE: Yeah.
Means this probably
wasn't an accident.
- You got it?
- Yeah.
FROST:
So how long has he been dead?
The body is just in the first stage
of rigor, eight to ten hours.
- So this happened last night?
- Uh- huh. He was carrying a key.
Take it to the crime lab.
That's a strange key.
Looks like a modern version
of a skeleton key.
Maybe it's to his office. Frost,
let's go interview the principal.
- We can bag him now.
- Okay.
- MAN: I'm a reporter with WZJT.
- GIRL: Get away!
MAN: Care to comment about your
dead teacher, Mr. Sutton?
MAURA: Excuse me.
The reporter's just doing his job,
but I told him to leave you alone.
Thank you.
Did you know Mr. Sutton?
We all had him for Driver's Ed.
- I also had him for A.P. Chem.
- I had him for A.P. Bio.
And I was the idiot that
had him for both. [SNIFFLES]
He was so fun.
We would always try cool experiments.
[GIRLS SNIFFLING]
- Do you have any advice?
- Any advice?
On how we deal with this.
I think your grief counselors
can help with that.
- And lean on each other.
- Okay. Thank you.
You know what this key is for?
We found it in his pocket.
No, never seen it before.
All the keys here look like this.
Were there any students who might've
had a problem with Mr. Sutton?
What, you think
this wasn't an accident?
Any kid with a grudge?
Somebody he might have flunked?
Well, sure. Kids and parents complain
all the time about all my teachers.
Mr. Sutton was strict.
His curriculum was hard.
You'll find a number
of complaints in his files.
We'll need that,
his classroom files and his computer.
Probably at his house.
I just spoke with his wife,
poor thing.
- They just had their third baby.
- We'll head over and talk to her.
- Thank you.
- Okay.
We're very sorry for your loss.
I told him not to jog at night.
Why didn't he listen?
[SNIFFLING]
- How often did he go running?
- A lot.
Mrs. Sutton,
where were you last night?
Asleep. Why?
Why didn't you call the police
when your husband failed
to come back from his jog?
The baby keeps him up.
He sleeps in the den.
Do you think this was deliberate?
Is that why you're asking me that?
I have three kids
under the age of four.
I'm not gonna kill their father.
Did he have trouble with any
of his students or their parents?
No. He was very dedicated.
He was teacher of the year
more than once.
He even taught Driver's Ed for free
because the school district
didn't have the funding.
- Is this key to your house?
- No. I don't know what that's for.
- Is that your husband's computer?
- Yes.
[CHILD CRYING]
Mommy's coming.
My kids are crying.
- We'll need to take his computer.
- All right. Take whatever you need.
Doesn't look like
he did much jogging.
Well, he didn't.
His gluteal aponeurosis and maximus
have very poor definition.
Oh, let's not talk about his butt.
[CHUCKLES]
- There's a gash in his sartorius.
- You mean his thigh?
No, I mean his sartorius.
It's a muscle in the thigh.
See all this bruising and this gash?
It's probably from the front
of the grille that hit him.
Maura, we got to find
this hit-and-run car.
Is there anything in the wound?
Hm. Let me take a look.
Hm. I see particulates. Blue and
gray. I'll get them analyzed.
[SIGHING]
I don't know what I'm gonna miss
more, walking or driving my own car.
Well, you shouldn't be doing either.
You should be home icing your foot.
I just never realized how important
my car was to me, you know?
- I hope this isn't personal.
- What's that supposed to mean?
Well, it could be a form
of grown-up teasing.
You know, Rafael likes you,
but he's frustrated
because you're not interested.
What? Oh, don't be ridiculous.
He took Frost's car too.
I don't think he's attracted to him.
I mean, I know detectives who have
quit when they took their cars.
And I get it, you know?
We spend our entire lives
with dead people
and that's how they thank us?
No disrespect.
He says, "None taken."
[LIGHT SCOFF]
What? What's that?
He says, "You're a great detective.
Find out who did this to me."
Yeah, Don Corleone
has nothing on you.
Just when I thought I was out,
you pull me back in.
Hi- - I got it. I got it.
If it were me, I'd come down with
the blue flu until I got my car back.
No, you wouldn't.
Especially if you were looking for
someone who mowed down a teacher.
I mean, it's almost like
killing a cop.
So all you've got is part
of a light bulb
- and skid marks?
- Yeah.
You're gonna need Encyclopedia
Brown for this one.
That's funny.
- Is it really aawul there?
- Eh, it's dusty and hot,
but I'm okay. They call Bagram
Airfield "Camp Cupcake" for a reason.
- Good desserts?
- Chow's okay. Look at this.
- My own man can.
- Oh, a man can.
Yeah. Gosh, it's positively palatial.
[CHUCKLING]
Okay. So, come on,
what can I send you?
Cookies?
You want movies, TV show?
How about you just send me you?
Well, I don't like long plane rides,
so maybe we can meet in the middle.
What's in between Boston
and Afghanistan?
- The Atlantic Ocean.
- Yeah, there.
Oh, I wish I could touch you.
Um, speaking of privacy,
I'm in the break room
and someone just came in
to get some coffee, so- -
- Frost or Korsak?
- It's Martinez.
- I'm gonna say goodbye.
- Talk to you soon, baby.
Okay.
- So that's the famous Casey, huh?
- Yeah.
I hear he's in Afghanistan?
Yeah, he's uh, working with soldiers
who have PTSD.
You miss him?
Yeah. I do.
Look, I'm sorry
about taking your car.
- You know it isn't personal, right?
- Okay.
[KEYS CLACKING]
[SCOFFING]
Put it back.
Oh, my God,
it's like having four mothers.
Hey.
[WHIMPERS]
[CHUCKLES]
Okay, here's something.
Been going through
all of Mr. Sutton's e- mail.
- Look at this.
- Who's that?
One of his A.P. Chem students.
Samantha Cole.
JANE: "Give me an A
and I'll give you some of this"?
- What? How old is she?
- Just turned sweet 16.
It looks like sweet little
Samantha Cole
wanted to get her grade changed
and was offering a trade.
You think he said "no"
so she ran him over?
Maybe. Let's find her and ask.
I'll call the attendance office.
And we need to know every car
that Samantha Cole had access to.
Speaking of cars, I'll need one
if I'm going to talk to her.
Hello, this is
Detective Frost, Boston Police.
I need to know the whereabouts
of a student. Samantha Cole.
Okay.
Thank you.
What is it?
I just found Samantha.
Maybe Maura should drive you there.
- Why Maura?
- Because of where you're going.
MAURA:
She's been in a coma for ten days.
JANE: Well, at least we know
she didn't run over Mr. Sutton.
- What happened?
- She overdosed.
- On what?
- Her mother's codeine prescription.
- JANE: How bad is it?
- Bad.
This may be the way
she spends the rest of her life.
You know, if I thought my kid
did this to herself
because of some teacher,
I might run him over.
By the time I got home from work,
she had already been
in cardiac arrest
for about 15 minutes.
Do you know why
she attempted suicide?
We put too much pressure on her.
This was our fault.
Suicide in teenagers is- -
It's much more complicated.
No. He's right. We did.
I couldn't stop riding her.
"One B and Harvard
was off the table, Sam."
And why? Why did I do that?
Yeah. What did she tell you
about Mr. Sutton?
MOTHER:
She loved that teacher.
She took every science class
he taught.
[SIGHING]
- You've seen it.
- Yeah. We found it on her phone.
We were looking through her things,
just trying to understand
why she did this.
We heard about his death
this morning.
I'm just so glad that we made
ourselves apologize to that man.
- You apologized?
- For Sam.
[SNIFFLING]
MOTHER: I just...
I just wish that we could
tell her that it doesn't matter.
Okay, thank you.
Okay, the charge nurse
on Samantha's floor
said that her parents
were with her all night.
And the headlight debris we found
is molded, polycarbonate plastic.
Like every other
late- model headlight.
That's not gonna help us
find the car. What else?
The blue particulates in the victim's
leg are cheap automotive paint
and there was also navy-blue paint
used exclusively on Chevy Impalas.
Oh, excellent. Okay,
so Frost can start a DMV search.
And tell him he's looking for a car
that's been in an accident.
What, you mean another accident?
Yeah, the blue particulates
are paint,
so the gray stuff will be Bondo.
It is. You're good.
Tell my chief of detectives that
and maybe he'll give me my car back.
- MAN: What are you gonna give her?
- MAN 2: Here we go.
I think those guys
are rating the girls in here.
Come on, let's give them a cheap
thrill. Can I borrow your pen?
- Be nice.
- All right.
- Ready?
- Hm- mm.
Tsk!
- MAURA: They like it.
- They do. Look at them.
[CHUCKLING]
What would you give me?
[LAUGHS]
Hey, Martinez.
Oh, I would give you an 8.75.
Come on.
Give him a ten. It's late.
I came by to tell you you can use
this car for police business.
Why do you have my mother's keys?
And, no, I can't,
because regulations won't allow it.
Section 14 of the
Massachusetts state law
allows the use
of an impounded car, so, yes.
- You impounded my mother's car?
- She told me to.
Besides, we were both
worried about you.
Oh. Well, thank you.
MARTINEZ: Sure.
I'd like to buy you a drink
but I think you should take
your ankle home and get some rest.
[STAMMERS]
I was just leaving.
- Rain check, okay?
- Okay.
Doctor.
That, my friend, is chemistry.
That can never happen again.
[MAURA LAUGHING]
Where's Jane?
You think she got smart
and decided to stay in bed?
Are you kidding me?
If I know Hopalong,
she'll be taking the stairs.
[PHONE BUZZING]
Oh... Yep, that's her.
She's picking up her mother,
then she'll be here.
How's the search for
the hit-and-run car coming?
Not good.
There are a lot of blue Impalas.
I was about to go
through the rest of these.
I found a lot of parents
who complained about Mr. Sutton.
Here's a sample:
"He ignores male students
and caters to the girls
even though the boys
are better at science."
Tell that to the two smartest
scientists I know,
- my mom and Dr. Isles.
- Yeah.
FROST: I'll pull up all
of Sutton's class rosters,
cross- reference those
with blue Impalas.
Good idea. Wait.
This might be something.
What is it?
Two years ago, he had to
expel one of his best students
because he found weed
in her lab cubby.
- Got a name?
- Karine Alberts.
She was on target
to be class valedictorian.
FROST: She's still local.
Maybe she blames Sutton.
[PHONE BUZZING]
Hey, mind if I take
a meeting downstairs?
- A meeting?
- I'll make it quick.
Yeah, yeah. Go on.
I'll let Jane know we're gonna
grab our failed valedictorian
and bring her in.
- So cool of you to meet me at work.
- So cool that you're a cop.
I'm actually a detective
in Homicide.
Wow, even cooler. Is it okay
to ask what you're working on?
A high-school teacher
that died in a hit-and-run.
Oh, yeah. I heard about that.
I probably shouldn't
say too much more.
I understand.
[SIGHS]
So how long you been
at Boston Joe's?
Two years. Not as impressive as you
but I'm the manager.
- I'm putting myself through school.
- Wow, good for you.
- What are you studying?
- Actually- -
Would you like me to uh,
heat your coffee?
- Oh, no, thanks.
- Yeah, I would. Thanks.
I couldn't help but overhear,
you're a student?
Yeah, I am.
Graduate student, actually.
Wow, wonderful.
Mrs. Rizzoli, this is Neda.
- Hi.
- Lovely to meet you.
- Thanks for the refill.
- What are you studying?
- Business administration.
- Nice.
What kind of business
are you interested in?
- Well, actually...
- Mrs. Rizzoli, I changed my mind,
I think I've had enough caffeine.
So...
Hey, Frost.
Your quick meeting almost over?
- Yeah.
- KORSAK: Good.
'Cause Jane is upstairs
doing your DMV search
and we've got a suspect
to interrogate.
Probably should get back to work.
Let me walk you out.
KORSAK: You didn't like Mr. Sutton
very much, did you, Karine?
He's the reason I wanted
to be a marine biologist.
And what soured you on him?
Was it when he found your weed?
My weed? No.
It was when he went from being
a mentor to a lascivious creep.
"Lascivious." Good word.
Thanks. Learned it at my J.C.
Where were you Monday night?
Working the graveyard shift
at a 7-Eleven.
You seem a little bitter.
He wrecked my life
because I wouldn't perform.
- "Perform"?
- He wanted me to give him oral sex.
Did he rape you, Karine?
No, but he said if I didn't perform,
he'd give me a C
and he wouldn't write a letter
of recommendation to college.
What did you do?
I told him I was gonna talk
to the principal,
so he planted weed in my stuff
and then found it
before I could talk to Mr. Appleton.
- Did you ever tell anyone?
- It was his word against mine.
I was the druggie and Mr. Sutton was
the champion of smart, nerdy girls.
I'm surprised I didn't kill myself.
- Aw. What a nice little brother.
- Shut up.
We get each other things
when we're sick or hurt.
Hey, I saw you outside with a woman.
She's hot, man.
[CHUCKLES]
- Is it serious?
- Nah, I just met her.
So? How much time do you need?
[CHUCKLES]
[COMPUTER BEEPS]
- Oh, okay, this looks promising.
- What?
It's a good contender
for the hit-and-run.
2007 navy blue Chevy Impala
registered to Edes High School.
[SIGHS]
Crap. I don't have a car.
Oh, I got a cruiser I can borrow.
Come on. I'll take you.
All right, thanks.
I'll be damned.
It's the Driver's Ed car.
- Can you see anything?
- The hood's dented.
But a lot of bad drivers
have had a crack at this poor car.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGING]
Keys are in the ignition.
There's a blue thread
caught in the shifter.
- Bag it.
- You think?
Gee, good thing you're here.
[CHUCKLES]
Okay, I'm gonna release
the emergency brake and roll it.
Ready?
- Seeing anything?
- Yeah.
Bumper's dinged
and I think this is blood.
FROST:
So maybe we're looking for some kid
who was fooling around
in the Driver's Ed car.
And ran over his teacher.
CSRU started processing the car.
They've already counted
170 separate prints.
We'll never be able to
tie that car to one driver.
How many students
learned to drive in it?
A lot. It's six years old.
Jane's ankle is very swollen.
I made her lie down in my office.
- My sister, the slacker.
- Don't tell her I told you that.
Told us what?
The turquoise string that you found
in the shifter is embroidery thread.
It's commonly used
to make friendship bracelets.
Friendship bracelets.
So whoever was driving
was probably a teenager.
- How do we track that thread?
- MAURA: There's a range of theories
as to where friendship
bracelets originated.
I think the use of macram?
supports Arabia
although the tribal element
suggests Central and South America.
What else do you have for us,
Dr. Isles?
Oh, right.
[CHUCKLES]
Uh, something did come up
in the victim's tox screen: Viagra.
Who takes Viagra before ajog?
And his wife just had a C- section.
Can't imagine why he'd need
a greater blood flow to his penis.
[SHUDDERS]
I am sure you're right.
Didn't take it for the wife.
And the crime lab traced the key
that we found in his pocket,
it's from a high- security padlock.
Our hero teacher
suddenly feels a lot less heroic.
So he pops a Viagra,
tells his wife he's going jogging,
then heads to a school
in the middle of the night?
I don't think he was going there
to tutor budding female
science students.
What's this padlock key to?
We got to tell Jane but she'll wanna
go to the high school herself.
Or maybe Dr. Isles can go with her.
You're the only one she listens to.
- Oh, she doesn't listen to me.
- KORSAK: Yeah, well,
if she passes out from the pain, at
least you'll know exactly what to do.
I drive fast
because I have to walk slow.
Well, you shouldn't
be driving at all.
And you routinely drive at least
12 miles over the speed limit.
I'm doing three miles an hour, Maura.
Well, I don't mean now.
JANE: I thought you liked
driving in the Can'O Espress'O.
Well, people do smile at us.
[CHUCKLES]
They get out of the way too.
This thing is better
than a blue light and a siren.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, look.
That's a high-security padlock
on that shed.
So Mr. Sutton
had his own private space.
What did he use
his Driver's Ed shed for?
Well, all of his class supplies,
Driver's Ed manuals, DVDs,
hand- outs...
- Maura.
- What?
Turquoise embroidery thread.
Our driver was in here.
- Did you bring a black light?
- Yeah.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
JANE:
I'm seeing a lot of bodily fluids.
I think Karine was telling the truth.
He was trading grades for sex.
Looks like not all
of his students said "no."
"Mr. Sutton's Driver's Ed Rules."
"All students will leave their phone
in the basket during class."
Samantha Cole was also one
of his Driver's Ed students.
- Well, he took all their phones.
- Yeah.
So maybe when Samantha
wouldn't perform, he gave her a D.
And then when she threatened
to go to the principal like Karine
he sent a photo
from her phone to his phone
with a suggestive e- mail.
- Where's Jane?
- In the caf?.
Told her not to move until she
iced her ankle for 12 minutes.
See? I told you she listens to you.
[CHUCKLES]
Detective Frost, do you have
Samantha Cole's lab binder?
Yeah. Right there.
But Samantha's in a coma
and her parents have an alibi.
Karine's alibi checked out too,
so she didn't run
over Mr. Sutton either.
This is impressive
for a college student,
much less a high-school student.
So why did Sutton give her that D?
Fits with Jane's theory
he was demanding sex for grades.
So he gave her a D
when she said "no."
Maybe somebody besides
Samantha's parents
is angry enough to go after Sutton.
- Did she have a boyfriend?
- Doesn't look like it.
I'm on her social network sites.
She was constantly posting photos
of her and her friends on CandidGram.
Why would she post this photo?
Look at the comments.
Holy crap. Poor kid.
Seems like the entire student body
made a point
of publicly calling her a slut.
Man. Kids are mean.
Why would a brilliant kid
like Samantha
put a photo of herself
in a bra online?
She didn't.
Detective Frost, did you
happen to come across
- Mr. Sutton's lesson planner?
- Yeah. Right there. Second file box.
Okay, here's his lesson plan
for Samantha's Driver's Ed class
11 days ago.
"Three o'clock to 4:30 PM.
Show students Death on the Highway
in Room 12 and grade papers in shed."
- Samantha was watching a film?
- And Mr. Sutton had her phone.
He always collected
his students' phones before class.
Jane was right.
Sutton knew she was about
to go to the principal and complain.
He went through her phone, looking
for something to discredit her,
- and found that photo.
- FROST: And attached it
to a bogus e-mail,
sent it to his own phone,
then showed it to the principal.
Just to make sure his bases
were covered,
he also posted it on CandidGram.
Girl's a slut. Problem solved.
Yeah, and look at the
date and time it was sent.
It was just a couple of hours
before Samantha attempted suicide.
Frost, hit that link.
The one that says "Sweet 16."
[GIRLS CHEERING]
GIRLS: Happy Birthday!
I met these girls at the crime scene.
Show us your new bra.
- No.
- Yeah, come on.
SAMANTHA:
Turn your phones off, okay?
We promised we wouldn't post stuff
without each other's permission.
FROST: Samantha's saying,
"Don't post this."
- SAMANTHA: This is silly.
- CHLOE: Come on.
You've been waiting a long
time for your girls.
MAURA:
Because she's with her friends.
That photo wasn't for Mr. Sutton.
They look like women,
but they're just kids.
That photo couldn't
have been more innocent.
Open the one that says "fab four."
- You guys ready?
- Okay.
TOGETHER: I have your back
and you have mine.
I'm there. We're square.
Till the end, we're friends.
Fab four! I would die for you!
[ALL LAUGHING]
- Look at their wrists.
- MAURA: Turquoise embroidery thread.
- Those are friendship bracelets.
- "I would die for you."
I wonder if that also means,
"I would kill for you."
KORSAK:
The DAwants us in the squad room.
But there's no evidence that puts
one of these three girls
behind the wheel?
We found all three girls' prints
in the car.
- Whose are on the steering wheel?
- Wheel was wiped clean.
What about evidence
on the victim's body?
No, nothing that connects him
to one of them.
- Alibis?
- Each girl has one.
Each of their parents
said they saw her in bed
the night of the hit-and-run.
At least they're all cooperating.
I mean, go figure.
I got a 16-year-old, can't even
get her to unload the dishwasher.
They all refused to have
either a lawyer or parent present.
- Not very smart.
- That's 16 for you.
I even tried to talk them
into having a lawyer present.
And I'm on the other side.
We need to know who was driving.
Yeah, they're best friends now,
but human nature's says
- they'll turn on each other quick.
- They always do.
David Sutton is a predator,
but it does look like
one of these girls mowed him down.
Well, let's split up,
each take a girl.
It's gonna be like
shooting fish in a bucket.
We have evidence that you were
in the shed with Mr. Sutton.
CHLOE: He was my hero.
He made me fall in love
with science. He...
He said that it was an art
and that we were the artists.
What were you doing in that shed?
I had to record him.
[SNIFFLES]
Why?
Because he said that he'd give you a
better grade if you had sex with him?
Yeah.
He said that he'd fail me
unless I gave him oral sex.
[SIGHING]
Can you talk me
through what happened?
He told me to meet him at 11:00.
CHLOE: I turned my
cell phone on to record him
and I stuck it in my shirt pocket.
KORSAK:
And then what happened?
I turned my cell phone on.
FROST:
What did you do?
I put it in my shirt pocket
to record him.
He pulled his sweatpants down.
His legs were so gross.
What did he say to you?
DAVID:
It's all you have to do.
You do that,
I'll change your grade to an A.
How simple is that?
I'd heard he did it to the smart
girls, that a few even did it
just so that he didn't
wreck their college applications.
[SNIFFLING]
He started with Samantha.
He gave her a D.
But she still didn't do it,
so he made everyone think
that she was a big slut.
That's why she tried to kill herself.
Why meet him alone?
I just wanted to make sure
that he never did it to another girl.
No one would believe me
without proof.
- So what did he do?
- He pulled down his underwear.
And he tried to
touch my breast.
- And that's when my phone fell out.
- Are you taping this?
- FROST: Where is that recording?
- I erased it.
- Why?
- Because...
Because of what happened next?
Yeah.
[SNIFFLING]
I ran out into the parking lot.
He always left the keys to the
Driver's Ed car in the ignition.
- DAVID: Hey!
- I just had to get away.
- I was so scared.
- Where did you go?
He was running after me.
I got inside the car
but I was so freaked out that...
...I forgot how to drive.
[TIRES SQUEALING]
Hey, wait. What are you doing?
He ran in front of the car
and I didn't see him.
[IMPACT THUD]
- And I hit him.
- I hit him.
I hit him.
- Megan confessed.
- Emma confessed too.
So did Chloe.
Oh, God.
- All three confessed?
- Identical stories.
They worked this out
and there is no doubt in my mind
that all are willing to take
the blame and go to jail.
I've never seen anything like it.
We even went back at them. Hard.
They're not giving each other up.
So then, they did it.
Or one of them did.
- Do you think it was deliberate?
- No. I think it was an accident.
And the skid marks actually
could mean two things,
either the car was lying in wait
or two scared teenagers skidded
to a stop to pick up a friend.
KORSAK:
It explains the acceleration marks.
Whoever was driving jumped on
the gas to get away from Sutton.
And the headlights were off because
they were inexperienced drivers.
Well, if that's the case,
then they didn't see him
and he didn't see them.
Without corroborating evidence
or a confession and two witnesses,
there is no case.
I need to know the truth.
Only one of you was driving that car.
- Who was it?
- Me. I was driving.
If you weren't driving,
you're not responsible.
Tell me the truth.
- It was me. I was the one.
- I was driving.
Do you understand
that you will go to prison?
FROST: And you will stay there...
For the next 15 years of your life.
- Yes.
- Yes.
Yes.
Can't you prosecute all three?
According to Massachusetts law
we can only go after the driver.
We need one. We've got three.
- So, what do we do?
- Send them home to do their homework.
- We can't do that.
- He's right. We have no choice.
We gotta let them go.
- Try again.
- Come on, Sam.
Open your eyes, Sam.
Come on.
She's trying to open her eyes.
Samantha. Honey, can you hear me?
FATHER: Sam...
It's not really like the movies,
is it?
No. It'll be a long haul.
But she's responding, so who knows?
- She might come all the way back.
- Girls [CHANTING]: I have your back,
- and you've got mine.
- It's beautiful, though.
- What is?
- That kind of friendship.
TOGETHER:
I would die for you.
I mean, I don't know
that I'd die for you,
but I'd come damn close.
Me too, Jane.
Me too.
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