Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016): Season 5, Episode 11 - If You Can't Stand the Heat - full transcript

[ rope creaking ]

[ thud ]

[ groans ]
okay.

Whoever said that you feel great
after a workout

Never went for a run
in the middle of a heat wave.

Well, when perspiration
evaporates from the skin,

It extracts the heat
by vaporization

In order to change
into a gaseous state,

Resulting
in a cooling effect.

So I need to run faster
and sweat more to cool off?

Hey, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa,



Hey, hey, hey.
Guys, that's dangerous.

Here, here, here.
Give me that.

We were just trying
to cool off.

All right, well,
you come over here

Or that water's gonna
knock you on your swimsuit.

[ grunts ]

[ cheering ]

[ grunts ]
there you go.

Thanks, ma'am.

What? "ma'am"?
Really?

They're so cute.

You're still going to be
a mother someday,

And you're going to be
a great one.

Thanks.



Hi, angela.
Hi.

Hey, ma. What are you
doing here?

Well, maura told me you guys
were going out for a run,

So I went
and I got some sweat tea.

Those guys over at herbland
recommended it.

It helps keep you cool.

Ma, this tea
is steaming hot.

And it smells
disgusting.

It's the peppers.

Uh, well, the cultures of some
of the hottest places on earth

Consume hot and spicy food
because it makes you sweat.

[ cellphones vibrate ]

Rizzoli.

Isles.
Okay, yeah,
we'll be right there.

[ inhales deeply ]
got to go.

But try it.
It'll keep you cool.

Yeah, so will sitting in front
of an open beer fridge,

And you don't
have to vomit first.

Maybe next time.

Jane:
Ugh, my a.C. Sucks.

I was so hot last night,
I didn't get any sleep.

You have central
air-conditioning, right?

Uh, yes,
but I don't use it.

Why, you trying
to make me feel bad?

Because I sleep
in the nude.

Note to self --
no follow-up questions.

Well, it helps
to lower body temperature,

Which stimulates
your cortisol.

I can regulate my own cortisol,
thank you.

What do we got?

Male, no apparent lacerations,
signs of neglect.

I'm guessing shih tzu.

Maybe a hint of poodle.

I found this little guy
wandering around with
signs of heat stroke.

Couldn't just leave him.

He's very cute.
What about the victim?

Our victim's
richard nelson.

Male, 28 years old,
up on the third floor.

What's wrong with you?

Third floor, jane.

So?
The power's out.

Uh, too many people
running their a.C.S overnight.

No elevator. I've been
running up and down for an hour.

Well, why don't you
wait out here.

Take a little break.

Maybe the dog's owners
will show up.

You see how that dog is panting
to cool down?

Works for humans, too.

[ groans ]

[ pants ]

Since when did south boston
get a hipster arts district?

Its realtors rebranded
this neighborhood "sobo."

Don't say that.
That is not a thing.

Oh,
it is a thing, jane.

I get invited to sobo
art galleries all the time.

There's the landlord.

I'll meet you guys
inside.

I'm telling you I can't do
anything till the police
take a look.

They're here now.
I'll call you back later.

[ exhales sharply ]
sorry.

What can you tell us
about the victim?

He was, um,
a good tenant.

Quiet, and always paid
his rent a week early.

What did he do
for a living?

He was a bartender.

A bartender can afford a place
in this neighborhood?

Oh, his apartment
was rent controlled.

But he's been here a long time,
about 8 years b.S.

"b.S."?
Before sobo.

All right,
uh, how did you find him?

I came up
about 10:30 this morning

When a neighbor
from downstairs --

She complained about water
leaking from the ceiling.

Okay, thanks.

You bet.

[ sighs ]
what caused the leak?

Follow me.

Ugh.

That's a lot
for one guy.

Did the neighbors
hear anything?

Nothing.

Okay,
it is ridiculously hot.

I'm opening a window.

Shit.

Painted shut?

No, there are water spots
in the dust.

It looks like something was
dragged over the windowsill.

[ sighs ]

If we open the window,
we might destroy evidence.

Oh, the curse
of competence.
[ sighs ]

Hey, um, can you guys
get a sample of this?

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.
There's a fiber right there.

Body's in there.

[ sighs ]

Ugh.

Heat waves and dead bodies
do not mix.

Mm. Time of death?

It's hard to tell.

The upper body
is badly decomposed

Due to the extreme heat,

And the lower extremities
are well-preserved.

So he's half-baked.

[ scoffs ]

Well, that's weird.

What?

Well, core body temperature
for the lower extremities

Is 65 degrees.

It was 90 degrees
last night.

Did the landlord say that he
turned the running water off?

No, he told me he bolted
when he saw the body.

Maybe he was
in a big tub of ice.

After
a bottle of whisky,

It might have seemed
like a good idea.

Well, alcohol acts
as a vasodilator.

It makes
the person feel warm

While their body temperature's
actually dropping.

So if he was drunk,
he might not have realized

He was getting so cold.

Hypothermia?

It's possible.

Freezing to death
in the middle of a heat wave.

Just when I thought
we'd seen everything.

[ groans ]

This is the coolest --
place in the building.

Well, the autopsy room
is on a separate system.

Can't let the bodies deteriorate
from the heat.

Why do you have
an audience?

Oh, well, they just wanted
to observe an autopsy.

Orozco
from media relations

And anders
from the carriage unit?

[ sighs ]

Oh, hi,
detective rizzoli.

Welcome. You're just in time
to hear the autopsy report.

They are using you
for your cool air.

I know, but I'll take
any opportunity

To get people interested
in science.

Now, initially, I wasn't able
to see due to the bloating.

But once I made
the "y" incision,

I was able to determine
that the victim had
a crushed larynx.

Poor guy.

Please hold your questions
and comments till the end.

Thank you, susie.
So the cause of death was --

Strangulation?

That is right.
It is strangulation.

Yay, science.

Also, uh,
the lab results came back

On the fibers
from the windowsill,

And they were from
a heavy-duty composite rope.

And what about
the tox results?

The blood-alcohol level
was a 0.19.

So he was drunk enough
that he'd be easy to strangle.

And then once he was dead,
he was put on ice.

That's what
it looks like.

By why would someone
use ice?

To obscure time of death?

Slow down decomposition?
Hide the smell?

Maybe allow
for more time to escape?

You're being
somewhat non-committal.

It's hot.
I wouldn't poke the bear.

[ chuckles ]

Metaphorically
speaking.

Thank you, maura jr.

Well, now we're
going to practice

Weighing internal organs.

And let's start
with the liver.

Yeah,
I'm cool enough.

[ sighs ]
I'm sorry, dr. Isles.

One step at a time,
susie.

One step at a time.

[ sighs ]

It would have taken
over 100 pounds of ice

For that tub
to overflow.

That's a hell
of an ice delivery.

Well, the dust on the windowsill
was recently disturbed,

And we found rope fibers,

So he must have pulled it up
through the window.

Okay, you know
what I've realized?

That this is just hot air
moving faster.

What do we know
about the victim?

Oh, he was
arrested once in college

For disorderly conduct.

Other than that,
pretty unremarkable.

Landlord said
he had a girlfriend

With bright red hair, freckles,
but she didn't come by much.

Well,
maybe this is just

One of those rare occasions,
you know?

They're having drinks,
they get in a lover's quarrel,

And she strangles him.

She'd have to be a big girl

To be strong enough
to haul him into the tub.

Well, we won't know
until we find her.

Okay. I'm going to get
an ice coffee.

You said hell would freeze over
before you drank ice coffee.

Too hot.

I'm done dog-sitting.

Hey, why did you lock up
little sipowicz?

I thought
you weren't gonna name it.

Well, I got to call it something
before I find his people.

[ dog whines ]

[ barking ]

Sipowicz, come.

Call it whatever you want.
It's not gonna listen.

He'll listen to me.
Sipowicz, come.

Sit.

[ barking ]

Heel. Sipowicz.

Good luck,
dog whisperer.

Man, it's hot in here.

You want to take our laptops
and go work in the autopsy room?

Hanging out with dead bodies
is not really my thing,

So I vote for solving
the crime and going home.

Whoa.

What is it?

This guy had a lot of money
squirreled away --

A dozen
brokerage accounts,

Ranging from $40,000
to $300,000.

You sure?

He only had like $600
in his checking account.

He's a millionaire.

[ sighs ]

I'm not sure I can add properly
with my brain on fire,

But I think
that's right.

So we have a giant pile
of money for motive.

Mm-hmm.

Now we just got to figure out
who knew he had it.

[ panting ]

Sipowicz, come.

Treat. Treat.

[ barking ]
wait, wait!

[ speaking spanish ]

[ barks ]

Sipowicz, ven aquí.

[ whines ]

Muy bien.

Muy bien.

[ laughs ] yeah.

Muy bien.
Habló esten español solo.

Vámonos.

Vámonos.

[ laughs ]

[ elevator bell dings ]

It turns out
the broker's name

Was the same
on all the accounts --

Alex ruebens,
fisk financials.

I-I called his office.

His assistant said
he was in the neighborhood

And would meet us here.

Well, did she ask why
we wanted to see him?

Yeah.

I-I told her
richard was dead,

Probably been killed
for his large fortune,

And we had no leads and could
really use alex's help.

Seriously?!

No!
I told her nothing.

This heat
is making you crazy.

I bet a fancy investment firm
has air-conditioning.

[ sighs ]

Yeah.

Alex ruebens?

I'm alex ruebens.

Oh, um, hi.

I'm detective jane rizzoli.

I'm just gonna grab a coffee.
You want one?

No, thank you.

Oh.

Landlord said
the girlfriend had red hair.

Did he suffer?

We don't know.

When was the last time
you saw him?

Two days ago.
We had lunch together.

How long
were you dating?

Almost five years.
We met at a funeral.

No...
That sounds horrible.

I was a funeral,

And he was bringing flowers
to his grandmother's grave.

Miss ruebens,
why don't you sit down?

Any idea who killed him?
No.

Rich was very private.

But I assumed
that was the artist in him.

He was an artist?

A novelist.

He worked at the bar
to support his writing.

Seems like the money
you were managing for him

Would support him.

Where did
it come from?

He found it.

He found it?
Yes.

Jogging -- he --
he showed me an article about

A drug-related shooting
in the same park.

Why didn't he turn it in
to the police?

I-I checked
with an attorney.

You don't have to turn in
found money.

Okay, so why work as a bartender
if he was a millionaire?

He didn't want
to spend the money

Until he had finished
writing his book.

I figured he was done
because he asked me to set up

Monthly transfers
into a new checking account.

Okay, well, there was no will,
and there's no family to notify,

So where's the money
go now?

A trust.

Who are the trustees?

I am.

Where were you
last night?

At work.

Look, he deposited the money
in installments,

And I have the last one
at my house.

I will bring it in.
I don't want his money.

[ receiver clicks ]

There was a drug-related
shooting in stony brook park

Around the time
rich said he found the money.

I just talked to my guy
in the drug unit.

It was an undercover buy
gone bad.

There was cash involved,
but only 20 grand.

So he saw the article
in the newspaper,

Then used it as a cover story
for his girlfriend.

That is a big lie.

Probably means the money is
of a more dubious origin.

You think
the girlfriend's involved?

[ sighs ]

I don't think
she's strong enough

To pull ice up
through a window,

Much less
haul him into a bathtub.

Sounds like a "maybe."

It's a definite "maybe."

Hey,
did you find anything?

You know the great
american novel he was writing?

Yeah.

"I was facing
a financial crisis of my own.

"but for me,
there would no bailout.

"the game is rigged,

And I was determined
to fix the odds in my favor."

Continue.

That's it.
It's less great than short.

If you ask me, it's
the perfect length for a novel.

Wait a minute, okay,
so he's lying about the novel.

He's lying
about the money.

Where did this money
come from?

Well, the best lies
are usually half-truths.

So maybe
he was a drug dealer.

Hipster drug dealer
laying low in sobo.

Isn't that
the bubble drink?
No, that's soba.

No, no, no, the noodles are
soba. Bubble drinks are boba.

Sobo is what the hipsters
are calling south boston.

It's not a thing.

[ barks ]
never mind.

If he wasn't bartending
to fund his creative dream,

Maybe that is how
he was making his money.

Drugs --
it's the american way.

Good morning, angela.

Hi.

Are you waiting
for jane?

No, no, I'm waiting
for korsak and sipowicz.

I'm on
dog-sitting duty.

Well, that sweat tea really
seems to be working for you.

You just seem
completely energized.

I am.
Two cups this morning.

And I'm seeing colors
I-I've not seen before.

Really?

You know, you didn't get
to taste it the other day,

So I brought you
another one.

Oh, how thoughtful.
Thank you.

Hey, angela, thank you very much
for watching sipowicz.

Angela: Oh!
I just fed him,
and he's already been walked.

Oh, great, no problem.
I'll take good care of him.

[ barking ]

Sipowicz, ven aquí.
Sientate.

I love that you speak spanish,
vince.

Say something else.

Muchas gracias,
señorita.

[ laughs ]

Ven aquí.
Ven aquí, perrito.

And that tie, uh,
really, uh,

Brings out the color
in your eyes.

[ laughing ]
what are you talking about?

This tie is brown.
My eyes are green.

Well, then you just look good
for no reason, vince.

Come on, sipowicz.

[ dog barks ]

We're sorry
about your friend.

I can't believe
he's gone.

He would have sold
five copies of his novel

To every customer
at the bar.

So you were close?

Rich changed my life.

I used to tell stories
all the time,

And rich got me
into writing.

Man helped me finish
my first memoir, "unbouncable."

[ chuckles ]

Sounds like
a great guy.

He was.

Anybody
feel differently?

What do you mean?

You know, someone who would
want to hurt him?

I mean, if you asked me
that question about a week ago,

I'd probably
have said no.

But then the other night,

This guy walks in
and tried to cut the line,

And I tried to stop him.

And he said
rich could vouch for him.

But when rich saw him,

He got real nervous
and told me not to let him in.

The guy was pissed.

You get a good look
at the guy?
Sure.

We'll need you to sit
with our sketch artist.

Okay.

Do you know anything about
rich selling drugs at the bar?

[ scoffs ]
no way, man. Rich?

Rich is one of the most
law-abiding people I ever met.

Just the idea
of double parking a car

Made him break
into a sweat.

He have a reason
to be so nervous?

That's just
the way he was.

Maybe his nervousness
was his artistic fuel.

Or maybe your friend
was running on empty.

[ elevator bell dings ]

Hey, todd. You change
from the vampire shift?

No, susie asked me to come help
with the overcrowding issues.

Love of science
catching on?

Yep.

This is the hottest ticket
in town.

And the coolest place
in the building.

We're a sweaty bunch.
Well, not you.

You're not sweaty.
You're clammy.

Uh, moist.

Glistening?

Open the door, todd.
Okay. Sorry.

Do those come
with a free daiquiri?

You're so you sometimes.

Do you have something?

This is the cash

That the broker girlfriend
gave us.

Did you know
that all United States currency

Is printed on a cotton-linen
blend paper made by crane & co.,

Which they've been supplying
since 1879?

Yes. You know what else
is a fun fact?

Something that helps me
catch the killer.

Okay.

The entire stack had
consecutive serial numbers

Printed in forth worth, texas,
in 2008.

Also, gc-ms scan showed
no signs of drug residue,

Which is very strange,
given that 90% of u.S. Bills

Have cocaine
imbedded in their fibers.

So no drug residue, and they all
were printed in 2008.

It's like
they came out of printing

And never went
into circulation.

Most likely.

I also found traces

Of dried flowers, mold,
and arsenic.

The money was poisoned?

Well,
arsenic has many uses --

A wood preservative,
insecticide.

Before 1910, it was used
as an embalming fluid.

And most recently --

Embalming fluid.

Uh, the kind you find
in old graves.

[ keyboard clacking ]

Not a grave...

...But close.

Thanks, maura.

So, rich's girlfriend said
they met here.

He was bringing flowers
to his grandmother.

He lied about that,
too?

No, the --
the grandmother's here.

And so is
the great-grandmother.

And so is her sister,
who died in 1906.

You working
on their family tree?

I don't think the door's
supposed to be open, is it?

The lock's busted.
Someone broke in.

Clear...

Which seems odd to say
in the middle of a mausoleum.

Maybe it wasn't
a break in.

Maybe it was
a break out.

What,
our killer's a zombie?

Could be fun.

Probably we wouldn't have
to mirandize him or anything.

There's something
in there.

Well...

Looks like rich
was using granny for an atm.

Which, sadly, puts a stake
in your zombie theory.

Yeah, that's him.

Came around every Friday,
like clockwork.

It's so nice when the youth
visit with such frequency.

Such a shame.

Did he visit
this past Friday?

Yeah, he was here.

Did rich have any reason
to break the lock?

No,
he had my phone number.

If he'd lost his key,
he would have just called.

I noticed
the lock was missing

When I made my rounds
Sunday afternoon.

I called and left rich
a voice message, but --

He never
called you back.

No.

Thank you for your time.

The lock was broken
before our victim was killed.

Mm-hmm.

Somebody's looking
for that money,

And rich is dead
because they didn't find it.

Csru get a print
off the lock?

Barely a partial.

[ sighs ]

I don't know what I want more --
to find our killer,

Or for the air-conditioning
to come back on.

What did you find
at the graveyard?

A broken lock
and a duffel bag

With a couple old hundreds
in it.

So that's where he was keeping
his money all this time?

The real question is where did
all that money come from?

I ran the serials from the cash
his girlfriend brought in,

And it
wasn't reported stolen

Or mentioned
in any police report.

Nothing.

Well, nobody gets handed
$2.9 million for no reason.

It's grown
to $2.9 million.

The deposits started
in 2009.

He also opened more accounts
as time went on.

How much
did he start with?

[ sighs ] let's see.

In 2009,
the interest was...

Making $550 per week
as a bartender.

Well, he opened
the fifth account in 2010.

Subtract monthly expenses
and rent.

Rich was living off
his income as a bartender,

But he wouldn't have
been able to save anything.

Which means
he would have started out

With exactly $2 million.

Nice, round number.

Can't you
just get a sign

That says
"autopsy employees only"?

We tried that,
but it kept disappearing.

[ sighs ]
where's todd?

Oh, when dr. Isles said
you were coming down,

He said he needed
to freshen up.

No.

Ahh! Ahh!

Make it snappy, maura.
Todd went to go freshen up.

I don't know
how long that takes,

And I don't want
to find out.

Okay.

Our spectrophotometer
shorted out because of the heat,

And we just got it
back online,

So I finally finished
my analysis

Of the water
from the bathtub.

This is tap water
from the building.

It's consistent with what you'd
get from the quabbin reservoir,

Which, as you know,
provides water to all of boston.

Yep, so delicious.

It also has
all the compounds

That you'd expect
to find in it --

Barium, sodium,
cryptosporidium, etcetera.

And this is the water
that the victim was found in.

Did you find
any other dna in it,

Or is just filled
with more "-iums"?

No to both,
but what is interesting

Is actually what is missing
from the water.

It's too hot to guess,
maura.

It lacks sodium.

It's been desalinated.

Yes,
and desalinated water

Is used in agricultural
irrigation, on ocean vessels,

And the manufacture
of pharmaceuticals,

Semi-conductors,
hard-disk drives.

So our killer could be
a computer engineer,

A sailor, a farmer, a --
what was the last one?

Semi-truck?
Semi-conductor.

I can't!
It's too hot to think!

Maybe you should
just go home and rest.

I can't!
It's too hot there, too.

Wait.
Your a.C. Works, right?

Uh, well,
yes, it works.

Maybe I could stay
at your place.

Oh, well, I mean,
it works,

But I don't actually turn it on
because I sleep --

I know, yes.

Would you just please
turn it on tonight?

I suppose.

Thank you.

I'll bring you some pj's.

Uh...

And if todd comes back,

Tell him that I'm staying
at your house tonight.

[ scoffs ]

[ cellphone chimes ]

I drove to work today

In a helmet, leather jacket,
and boots.

Convertible?

Do I need to remind you
how impractical

A convertible would be in boston
eight months of the year?

It's not like my motorcycle's
any more practical.

I can't believe
there's still no a.C..

If I wanted to work in these
conditions, I'd be a baker.

No, you wouldn't.

No, I wouldn't.

Is it still cool
in your world?

Yes, and crowded.

I can barely start
a rokitansky

Without 50 sweaty people
watching over me.

Well, they're so much better
up close.

[ elevator bell dings ]
you think so?

Maybe, if I knew
what a rokifransky was.

[ barking ]

Frankie: Oh, come on.
Get off of me.

Korsak, would you get this dog
off of me?

Ack!

That dog seems to be exhibiting
displacement behavior.

[ growling ]

It's called "humping,"
dr. Isles.

You have to speak to him
in spanish.

Oh, really?
Want me to pant, too?

Hey, come on, shoo.
I am serious.

That is
a spanish-speaking dog.

Sientate.

[ whimpers ]

Muy bien.

Adiós.

Frankie: Anyway,
I checked with the feds,

But they didn't know
anything helpful.

Richard didn't have
any experience

That would put him
near that kind of cash.

Hey worked at a bookstore
out of college, got laid off.

Then he moved to the mailroom
at chen industries.

Chen industries?
Chen industries?

Yeah. What did I miss?

Well, the c.E.O.'s son
was kidnapped

About six years ago,
but I never learned the details.

All I know is that
the dad paid the ransom

And the kid was returned.
So are you saying

That our murder's
connected this kidnapping?

I'd bet $2 million it.

Dr. Isles?

It's...Can you believe
this heat?

It is so hot.

Missed the ice-cream
truck out there.

Eric chen, son of billionaire
harold chen,

C.E.O. Of financial giant
chen industries, was kidnapped.

Official report says
b.P.D. Got a call

From the boy's mother
reporting the kidnapping.

Now, five days later, the family
put out a press release

That eric
had been returned.

Was there
any investigation?

Uh,
detectives kept trying.

But after
the initial phone call,

The family refused
to cooperate.

Guy's a billionaire who runs
a fortune 500 company.

Paying a big ransom is the
fastest way to get his son back

Eric chen also worked
at chen industries.

Rich could have been
watching him for months.

Rich was the inside man,
and he had an accomplice.

They might have had
an agreement.

Rich would keep the money

In his family's mausoleum
for six years

While they waited out
the statue of limitations.

It was a smart plan.
They made it.

What went wrong?

It wasn't up.

The statute runs out
in three days.

That's when it will be six years
from when eric was returned.

So our killer wanted
to make an early withdrawal,

And our victim
didn't want to go along.

No one ever talked
to eric chen about it.

Maybe he can lead us
to rich's murderer.

Where's the kid?

[ beep ]

Not finding him.

No dmv or bank accounts.
He's off the grid.

Well, we'll start
with harold chen.

I'll bet he'll be
more willing to talk to us

If he knows
we found his money.

Where does someone get
$2 million in cash?

Is there some special
teller window for that?

You thinking of withdrawing
the rizzoli family fortune?

In order to get $2 million,
one must have $2 million.

Harold chen?

Boston police.

We -- we'd like to talk to you
about your son's kidnapping.

I'm late
for a meeting.

It'll only
take a second.

It was a long time ago.

I've got my son back.
He's safe now.

Our family's
been through enough.

We have reason to believe

That we may have found
the ransom you paid.

[ sighs ]

I'm meeting with a company
that's going to invest

Hundreds of millions
of dollars with us.

If I'm late, I lose a lot more
than $2 million.

[ engine turns over ]

Well,
that went well.

Well, at least he confirmed
the $2 million was the ransom.

They started at chen industries
at the same time.

Same age
with zero experience.

Chen started
as an executive,

And nelson started
in the mail room.

Nepotism sucks.

I'm right here, jane.

I don't mean you.

Korsak: Yes!

What is that?

It's a victory cha-cha.
I found sipowicz's people.

Finally.
Oh, congratulations, korsak.

Uh, excuse me.

You were
with mr. Chen earlier today.

Yes. I'm his daughter.

Well, I work for him, too.
[ chuckles ]

What can we do
for you?

I'd like to know if
there's any new information

On who kidnapped
my brother?

Well, um, a recent case has
been linked to the incident.

Getting any information
about the kidnapping

Would help us a lot.

Can you
tell us anything?

Uh, no.

Eric didn't want to talk
about it when we got him back,

And we didn't push him.

Well, we'd certainly like to
hear his version of the story.

Do you think you'll catch
the kidnappers.

That's what
we're trying to do.

Can you tell us
where he is?

How long
has eric been here?

Oh, he checked himself in
about 5 1/2 years ago.

I just assumed
it was because he felt

Like the kidnappers
couldn't get him here.

66% of people with mental health
issues never seek help,

So the fact that your brother
checked himself in

Means that, deep down, he
really wants to get past this.

Hey,
thanks for coming.

You're welcome.

[ door closes ]

Hey, eric, it's lucy.

Eric?

Eric!

Oh, sorry.

There's some people here that --
they want to talk to you.

Hi, eric.

I'm detective jane rizzoli.
This is dr. Maura isles.

I'm busy right now.

Okay.

Have you ever been to the top
of mount wachusett?

That's what that is,
right?

Yes.
Have you been?

Once, a long time ago.

Before...

Well, I've never
smelled air so fresh.

Yeah.

And the view?

Eric, um...

We -- we found
one of your kidnappers.

He's dead.

He was probably killed
by an accomplice.

If you'll talk to us,

We think that we can find
that person, too.

Uh...

I-I don't know.

Eric.

You were
denied the opportunity

For us to catch
your kidnappers before.

Let us do that
for you now.

Talk to us, eric.

Maybe we can
make you feel safe again.

What can you remember from
right before you were kidnapped?

On Friday nights,

A bunch of people would
go out drinking after work.

The high-level executives
loved buying me drinks.

It was fun.

Before I knew it,
I was really drunk --

Drunker
than I'd ever been.

You may have been
drugged.

I wanted to get out of there
before I embarrassed myself.

I vaguely remember
going outside

And asking someone
to get me a cab.

It's cloudy from there.

How many
of them were there?

There were two men.

I thought of them as
the nice one and the jumpy one.

Do you remember
any conversations they had,

Anything else
about them?

I remember waking up blindfolded
and tied to the chair.

At some point,
I talked to my dad.

They made me
tell him I was alive.

Do you remember
any distinctive sounds,

Like a highway or bells,
music.

I heard horns.

Okay. Uh, car horns?

No.

It sounded bigger
than that.

Like a foghorn?

Maybe.

Okay. That's good.

Um...

Can you remember anything else
about where you were?

Was it hot?
Was it cold?

It smelled.

I remember
it smelled awful sometimes.

Can you
describe the smell?

It was like sewage.

That's all I remember.
I'm sorry.

It's okay.

It's okay.
You did great, okay?

Okay.

Of all the people rich called
the year of the kidnapping,

A handful had records.

One of them,
billy skolnick,

Was a roommate of his
in college.

Matches the sketch
the bouncer friend gave us.

He's got assault and battery
charges, drunk and disorderly.

He's also bought three boats
in the last five years.

They've all been repossessed.
Guy really wants a boat.

He was expelled from college
for stealing a.V. Equipment,

Then started working
as a commercial fisherman.

Eric didn't see
where he was being held,

But he may have
heard a foghorn,

And he said
it smelled like sewage.

The smell of low tide.
Probably up near the wharves.

Uh, we have a partial print
from the mausoleum lock.

I'll try to backwards match it

To the print
from billy's record.

Fishing boats have equipment

For desalinating sea water
for long trips.

They use that water to make ice
for packing fish.

Or for packing dead bodies.
Where is he now?

[ keyboard clacking,
computer beeps ]

He works on a boat

That docks next
to the east boston fish market.

So he must have showed up
ready to get his money

And then got upset when
rich told him he invested it.

When he broke into the mausoleum
and saw it wasn't there,

He just assumed
his partner ripped him off.

[ computer beeps ]
fingerprint matches.

Let's go get him.

No boat for billy.

Excuse me. Looking
for billy skolnick.

Over there.

Freeze! Boston police!

Move, move, move!

Billy skolnick,

You are under arrest
for the kidnapping of eric chen

And the murder
of richard nelson.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will be

Used against you
in a court of law.

[ handcuffs click ]
you have the right
to an attorney.

So the surviving kidnapper

Will be in jail
for the rest of his life.

You checked yourself in here,
and you can check yourself out.

There are fantastic
outpatient facilities

For you when you're ready.

Okay.

Eric?

¶ right 'round the corner,
down by the canyon ¶

Cold beer
and cold wine.

Yes, and yes.

[ indistinct conversations ]

So, jane,
I ran some lab tests

On that sweat tea
that angela's been pushing.

And you realized
it's disgusting.

Good job, doctor.

Well, I noticed
that after drinking it

Both angela and sipowicz
were exhibiting...

Unusual signs
of arousal.

Ew, no, don't.

Just --
just get to the point.

Well, the main ingredient
is aji charapita,

Which is consumed primarily
in a jungle in peru,

And it is
a potent aphrodisiac.

Angela: Hey, girls.

H...Hey.

Up here.
[ chuckles ]

Yeah. So,
you look great, ma.

What,
a mom can't look nice?

Angela, I have to tell you
something about that tea.

I know
you girls don't like it.

Yes.
No.

Well,
I never tasted it,

But I have tested it
in my lab,

And it's chemically
enhancing you.

In a bad way?

Yes.
It's an aphrodisiac.

[ chuckling ] oh.

Oh.

Well, how long will it take
to wear off?

I would say
about two days.

Man: Hey.

You ready to go,
angela?

Yeah, well...
[ chuckles ]

...Might as well
make it count.

Shall we?

Maura.

Mmm.

What is it?

Mmm.

Caliente.

[ snorts, laughs ]

¶ oh, I love you so ¶

¶ hey ¶

I'm good.

No.

Try some.
Mnh-mnh.

¶ oh, I love you so ¶

¶ ho ¶

Don't touch it.