Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016): Season 6, Episode 8 - Nice to Meet You, Dr. Isles - full transcript

When the jeweler to Boston's "cool and famous" dies, the investigation leads to a member of the Isles family ... which leads to a secret Maura has been keeping for almost all of her life.

How are you?!

- Hey!
- Hey!

It's good to see you.
How's everything been?

You, too.
I'm ready. I'm ready.

Here we go. Boom!

There you go.

- Oh, my god.
- Yeah.

Look at that!
Oh! It's amazing!

Oh, my god. I love it.

Hey, if you like the way
it looks, that's all Tory.

I love my new necklace.



- Thank you.
- You're... welcome.

She not...
appreciate Tory. I do.

What I do doesn't matter, Ten Mohs.

It's you that everyone cares about.

I'm...
I'm...

- Ten Mohs? You okay?
- Not.

- No...
- Give me that again?

Yo, Ten Mohs!
What's happening, man?

- I'll get 9-1-1!
- Not!

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

I got a new t-shirt.

You can borrow something of mine.

Oh, they say we should
learn to live with less.

Don't listen to "they."



The...

Ooh. "A.I."?

Artificial intelligence.

You're getting a call from the future.

It's actually from the past.

It's my father.
Arthur.

♪ Frère Jacques, frère Jacques ♪

♪ Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous? ♪

- Do you want me to answer it?
- Nope.

♪ Sonnez les matines,
sonnez les matines ♪

♪ ding, ding, dong,
ding, ding, dong ♪

- Well, that was interesting.
- I just can't be bothered right now.

You're here dealing with
the effects of a fire

that destroyed all your personal stuff,

- not to mention a lifetime of memories.
- I lost 20 identical t-shirts.

You lost a lot more than that.

Okay, is this, like, some new therapy?

Like a "shove it in your face"
kind of thing?

- 'Cause it's awesome.
- I did not mean to. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Faulty wiring.
Moving on. I'm fine.

What ... I don't know why you
aren't staying in my guest room.

That hotel mattress
is killing your back.

I stayed in your guest
room for four days.

and if I would've stayed one more day...

I would have missed the weekend series.

And that's not gonna
happen. No, it isn't.

- Which weekend series?
- The... Red Sox/Angels.

Uh, wanted to see that fish kid play.

- Uh, Trout.
- Oh, he's a cutie.

Oh. That's what I
like in my ballplayers.

- Cutie-ness.
- Okay, you aren't staying

because of your mother?

- What?
- Huh?

Uh... nothing. We were
just talking about ...

I'm gonna change up my look.

What do you think about pastels?

- Well, how about something with a collar?
- That's ridiculous.

What? Why?

Yeah.
What?! Why?!

Rizzoli.

I don't understand you two.

Ma, thank you.
Been very helpful.

Your father's calling.

All right.

You think you're so clever.

- Isles.
- You do.

6x08 - "Nice to Meet You, Dr. Isles"

It's not like I don't appreciate
her concern, but she just kept...

- touching my head.
- You could ask her to stop.

And then ask her to
stop the other 100 things

that made me wanna go to a hotel?

Your mother is a
wonderful and caring woman.

Yes, unlike your father Arthur.

I never said Arthur wasn't wonderful.

No, you don't say
anything about him at all.

- And you call him "Arthur."
- It's his name.

He traveled a lot.
There isn't much to tell.

- Why is he calling?
- I don't know. I didn't answer.

- Oh, what do you got?
- Teddy Marshall.

A.K.A., Ten Mohs.

Maximum hardness on
a gemmological scale.

Jeweler to the rich and famous.

- How famous?
- Rappers, athletes, young people

with a lot of money and no
understanding of understatement.

According to his bodyguard,
Ten Mohs was having a great night.

Top dog in the V.I.P. room,
buying champagne for his adoring public.

Then he starts talking gibberish,
walks in here, and dies.

- Stroke?
- Well, it's possible,

but there's signs of acute cyanosis,

which are not usually present
in stroke or cardiac arrest.

Let me guess. All the partygoers
ran out when he called 9-1-1?

- Like the wind.
- Kitchen staff?

- What's faster than the wind?
- Kitchen staff with Visa problems?

He sparkles.

What, like he was too
close to a stripper?

Well, doesn't look like glitter,

but I'm not well-versed
in makeup of that... sort.

- Can we ... Can we move him?
- Sure.

Wanna help me with this?

Carrying a gun didn't get him killed,

but maybe the reason he
was carrying a gun did.

The safe hasn't been touched.

There are thousands of
dollars worth of gems

just lying in these drawers.

If it wasn't about money,
why would anyone kill him?

Well, we don't know that
he was murdered, Ms. Garret.

He was young, healthy, didn't
do drugs, only drank a little.

What else could've happened?

That's what they're
trying to figure out, Tory.

No, they're here talking to me,
which is doing nothing.

And whoever killed him
is gonna come for me next.

- Why would you be a target?
- Ten Mohs and I were partners.

He found the gems.
I designed the jewelry.

Made a great team. Revenues
were up 200% this year.

So that means someone else
was down that equal amount.

And Ten Mohs couldn't resist
rubbing their noses in it.

Is that why he was carrying
an unlicensed handgun?

Yeah, but...
it's also part of the image.

Could you give us the names
of these other jewelers?

Of course. Um...

Maurice,
the Eightmans,

Cheeky,
Hugh and Todd,

and we practically drove

Blingman out of business
two months ago.

Could you give us their
real names, please?

- I can make some calls.
- Thank you. That'd be very helpful.

Oh, I've been thinking
about your wardrobe,

And I was wrong about
starting with ensembles.

You're not an ensemble person.

You just need a few high quality
pieces, and we'll build from there.

I just need a new pair of pants ...

is this why you brought me down here?

No. Ten Mohs ingested an
S.T.X. neurotoxin that blocked

the transmission of signals
between his body and brain,

causing paralysis to
the voluntary muscles.

So he couldn't breathe?

Well, other things happened, too,
but that's why he died.

Huh. And where does one
get this S.T.X. neurotoxin?

Well, shellfish contaminated
with toxic algae blooms,

- Puffer fish.
- Wait a minute. Isn't that that sushi

- that you can't eat 'cause it'll kill ya?
- Yes, if it's not well prepared.

As little as 25
milligrams could be fatal.

Well, he could've had that voluntarily.

Well, it wasn't on the club's menu.
But that's not a surprise.

In Japan, chefs have to
be licensed to serve it.

So a black market Puffer fish?

So if he didn't eat it voluntarily,

it would've been very easy
to hide in an oyster shooter,

which was the only thing
he ate or drank last night.

Diamonds... on his fingers
and in his stomach.

Hmm.
A high refractive index of diamonds

would explain the
shimmer on the fingers.

I sent a tech over to the club.

Apparently, our Mr. Ten Mohs
likes his drinks spiked

with gypsum dust from the
gems he's cut for his clients.

Uh, it's not Mr. Ten Mohs.
It's just "Ten Mohs."

Oh. Right.
Like "Cher."

No. Nothing like that.
Cher is amazing.

Ten Mohs is just silly.

So do the diamond flakes have
anything to do with why he's dead?

No. Just a little factoid
plated for your edification.

Thank you, Kent.

You two should get married,
and then have children

that get their butts kicked on
the tetherball court.

Mike "Cheeky" Jones.
Did two years for assault.

Licensed to carry a concealed weapon.

Desean and Reggie Fournier,
A.K.A. The Eightmans,

are college graduates
and registered brokers.

- And completely ridiculous.
- Oh, yeah.

All this research made
me wanna call their mamas.

Hugh and Todd are actually
named Hugh and Todd.

Minor drug-related charges.

Marvin Harris, A.K.A. "Blingman,"
just filed for personal bankruptcy.

That's motive.

And we know where the
name "Blingman" comes from.

The dictionary, under "subtlety."

That's all I got, except
Ten Mohs gets sued a lot,

including by Millie Juarez.

She's the mother of his child.

After she had the baby,
she filed a bunch of suits

regarding support and custody issues.
Always withdrew them, but...

Could be she had a habit
of shaking him down.

Maybe. But their texts,
at least the ones I found,

are very cordial.

And Ten Mohs is up to date on
all his child support payments.

What about the other lawsuits?

Mostly nuisance suits.
There was one civil suit.

- He's being sued for theft of a ...
- Erase another one from the chalkboard.

- We have a chalkboard?
- We used to. It was very satisfying.

Uniforms are bringing in
the guy named Blingman.

- That's not his real name.
- Maybe not, but he's a real suspect.

He's telling anyone who'll listen
that he killed Ten Mohs.

That's a black diamond, isn't it?

- Ten Mohs specialty?
- Trashy bullshit specialty.

The whole point of
a diamond is the sparkle.

There's no sparkle there.

It's black.
It don't know how to sparkle.

Man, Marvin, you must've been something

before Ten Mohs ran you out of business.

People get tired of those things,
and Blingman will be ready.

Blingman will be in jail.
Not a great retail environment.

I'm not going to jail.

- You didn't do it.
- You said it.

Okay, I want you to write
down how you killed Ten Mohs.

And if you don't do it,

I'm gonna go out on the
street and tell everybody

how you cried like a
baby when you got in here.

Go ahead.
Just write down how you did it.

"I, Blingman, killed
Ten Mohs, that punk."

It lacks detail. Try again.

You're just trying to
get some street cred.

He made me look like a fool.

You are a fool.

At least I'm on the up-and-up.
That guy ... he was shady.

- What kind of shady?
- You don't get diamonds at those prices

unless you're helping people
move things that are hard to move.

You're saying he was
working for the drug cartel?

As I said, trashy bullshit.

Too bad it isn't a crime to be stupid.

The prisons would be full,
the streets would be empty.

Yeah.

Ten Mohs was being sued
over a $200,000 black diamond

that a tribe from the Amazon
rain forest says he stole.

Motive. I like it.

Hey, ma! What's up?
I'm working.

The trial starts in three days,

and we just found out
that the lead plaintiff,

a tribal elder named Raya,
arrived in Boston yesterday.

- Opportunity. Love it.
- We have an address on this guy?

All right, all right, I'll be
down in the lobby in two minutes.

Technically, talking
to your mother isn't working.

She needs me.

- You know, I don't have time for this.
- For what?

We're having a meeting.

About what?
I didn't prep for a meeting.

No prep necessary.

Look, Jane's been through a lot.

She needs us to figure
out how we can help her.

She told me all she needs is pants.

- No, she needs to get out of that hotel.
- True.

Otherwise, she's gonna
become stooped and grumpy.

- True.
- Okay, so we're in agreement.

I'll move in with Frankie, and
Jane will move into the guesthouse.

W-What now?
I did not agree to that.

I just agreed that

I don't want Jane to end
up stooped and grumpy.

Look, Frankie, it's the
only thing that makes sense.

After what she's been through,

she needs privacy and space
to figure out what she's gonna do next,

and she needs the love and support
of her friends and family.

Beautifully said, Angela.

- Thank you.
- Et tu, Maura?

You're a good boy.

Great meeting.

I'm gonna be sad if this guy admits it

- and we don't have to work tonight.
- You need the overtime?

No, I just...
my hotel is uncomfortable.

- And lonely.
- You can come stay with me.

Oh, yeah.
Like I wanna listen to you

talk goofy to Kiki
all night on the phone.

No, thank you.

- Can I help you?
- I'm Detective Korsak.

Boston homicide.
This is Detective Rizzoli.

- We're looking for Raya.
- Why?

Well, I think that's between him and us.

Well, I'm sorry.
He's not here.

Perhaps you can come back later?

You know what?
I think we'll wait here,

- if that's okay with you, mister...
- Doctor.

Dr. Arthur Isles.

So you...
work with Maura then?

Yes. And you're in town?

Yes.
Uh, I come to Boston regularly.

When will Raya be back?

Why would homicide detectives
be looking for Raya?

Well, it's an ongoing investigation.

The victim is Teddy Marshall,
A.K.A. Ten Mohs.

- Oh. My.
- We know about the lawsuit.

And you think Raya may have killed him.

- Because of "the Darkness"?
- Excuse me?

A diamond known as "the Darkness."
It's a 20-karat black diamond

of great cultural importance
to the Sororo people.

Uh, we just wanna ask
him a few questions.

The diamond was stolen,
and the Sororo have taken

legal and appropriate
steps to secure its return.

Well... if that's the case, then
he has nothing to worry about.

What... exactly is your
connection to all of this?

I have lived and worked
on and off over 20 years

with the Sororo people.

They needed an intermediary
to pursue their legal case.

I agreed to be that person.

While it is true... that Raya had
motive to kill this Ten Mohs,

- he didn't do it.
- How can you be so sure?

Well, other than the sightseeing
trip he took an hour ago,

he's been with me since
his arrival in Boston.

- I'd have noticed something.
- All the same,

I'd like you to give us a call
when he comes back.

Mm.

It's very nice to meet you, Dr. Isles.

Even under the circumstances,
thank you kindly.

You are not gonna believe
who I just ran into.

- Tommy.
- No.

- The family that adopted Jo Friday.
- No.

- The chef that's building out the
restaurant down the street. - Mnh-mnh.

- Tasha.
- Nope.

That Sox fellow you like so much?

Okay, I obviously don't know.

I just ran into the other Dr. Isles.

Oh. I'm glad.

- That's it? You're glad?
- I assume nothing bad happened to him,

or you would've been
much more compassionate.

Your father is buddy-buddy
with a murder suspect.

Okay, really? We're just not
gonna talk about this at all?

- Talk about what?
- The fact that "your father"

and "murder" are in the same sentence.

We talk about murder all the time.

Okay, it's obvious that something
is going on between you and

your father and has been for
a long time...

because you have
absolutely no poker face.

Yes, I do.

- Have you ever beaten me at cards?
- No.

Look, Maura, I just want you to know

that, as your friend,
if you need me, I'm here.

- He's a liar.
- Your father?

Whatever he says, it's
never the whole truth.

It may not even be part of the truth.

I didn't find much.

All right, show me what you got.

He appears to be a busy guy
with a high tolerance for bugs.

Hmm. Years of field research
in the Amazon rain forest.

Must've been hard on her
with him gone so much.

Yeah. So what's his story
on this trip to Boston?

His passport entered the country
at the same time as Raya's,

and so far, it looks like
they've eaten all their meals

in the hotel.
Raya doesn't have a cell phone,

and we're not gonna get a
warrant for Dr. Isles', so...

So we can't confirm if
they were in the hotel.

Okay, what about the
security video at the club?

Are either one of them on it?

They aren't, but there are
no cameras in the kitchen,

and the staff leaves the
door to the alley open.

- Would've been easy enough to sneak in.
- Okay. Thanks.

- Jane.
- Yeah?

Three large checks just
hit Ten Mohs' bank account.

- They're dated for today.
- Who's writing checks for a dead guy?

Millie Juarez, the mother of his baby.
She lives on the East Side.

Frankie and Korsak are
canvassing Raya's hotel.

It's in that area.
I'll call 'em.

How did she think she'd
get away with writing

those checks to herself
after Ten Mohs was dead?

Yeah. And be smart.
Always backdate your crime.

You know... if you and I went rogue,

I think we'd make pretty good criminals.

- You?
- Yeah.

The guy who hates to cut in line?

Well, I'm not saying I'm
going to the dark side, but...

I think I'd be pretty good at it.

- If I wanted to, which I don't.
- What's that?

- What?
- Somebody over there.

Boston P.D.!

Hey!

Drop it!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot.

Why were you trying to
break into the house?

Put your hands behind your head.

Before Ten Mohs died,
he said, "shoot her."

- You thought he meant Millie?
- She had been at the club earlier,

shaking him down for
extra child support.

Did he give it to her?

- Yeah, he agreed to give her 25% more.
- Get on up.

Gave her a bunch of signed checks.

Maybe those checks she cashed were
her way of getting what she's owed.

Ten Mohs is dead. You still
thought you had to follow through?

I wasn't gonna hurt her.
That baby needs his mom.

I just thought I'd scare her a little.

He said "shooter," not "shoot her."

- What?
- Shooter. Like... oyster shooter.

He must've realized one of them
was bad when his lips went numb.

Oh, I... I thought he...

Well, I-I didn't know he meant...

I really miss Ten Mohs.

- There you go.
- There I go. Where am I going?

That is the D.N.A. signature

of a freshwater Puffer
fish found in the Amazon.

That is the D.N.A. signature of the
Puffer fish that killed Ten Mohs.

Jeez! What the hell?!

Puffer fish actually
taste quite delicious.

What are you doing?!

I was... looking for my pen?
Little tense, are we?

Little weird, are we?

It actually...
just tastes like chicken.

- Any more questions?
- So many.

All right, fine, I'll be
getting back to my work then.

I mean, I don't wanna
paint the entire country

with just one brush...
but the Scottish guy? Weird.

- That's not important right now.
- Okay.

Read this.

"Fish toxins & hunting methods ...
an ethnological survey."

That article is my father's Phd

in killing things with
Puffer fish toxins.

You don't think your father
killed Ten Mohs, do you?

No.
No, I just...

Some people use these
to go up and down.

- Hello.
- Everything all right?

Yeah.
I was thinking about family.

- And murder.
- Anything I can do?

Yeah, you can help me
with the second one.

Well...
it wasn't the mother of his baby.

She wrote the checks, but Ten
Mohs gave them to her signed.

- She has five she hasn't even cashed.
- Yeah, and then this Sororo guy.

I mean, they believe in
eye for an eye justice.

So maybe poisoning Ten
Mohs with a fish found

in their river returns
things to balance.

Raya's in interrogation with Dr. Isles.

- Does Raya speak English?
- Nope. Spanish.

Paging señor Korsak.

- Y también señorita Jane.
- I have no idea what you just said,

but let me tell you what's gonna happen.
You're gonna go in there

and you're gonna say something to him,

and then you're gonna
tell me what you said.

And then he's gonna say something to you,
and you're gonna tell me what he said.

- And then I'll say s...
- See ya later.

Good luck.

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Oh.

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I can talk to him.
You don't really need to be here.

He doesn't understand our legal system.
I'm here to protect him.

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It is outrageous that you even suggest

this man has something
to do with the murder.

The Sororo are known for
an eye for an eye justice.

I read it here in this
paper by Dr. Arthur Isles.

That was a long time ago.

- Their traditions have evolved.
- Evolution's a slow process.

None of this ties Raya to the murder.

Not yet, but it makes
him murder-adjacent,

and that's a bad neighborhood.

You're free to go.

Officer Garcia will
collect your passports.

- Have you seen Nina?
- Stepped out.

All right. Um, can you tell
her I'm looking for her?

- Okeydoke.
- Thanks.

- Janie!
- Yes. Have you seen Nina?

- No.
- All right, I'll try her cell.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Uh, we need to talk.

What is wrong?

There was a meeting ...
me, Maura, Mom.

And Mom has decided that
she should move in with me

so that you can live with Maura.

- Okay. That works.
- No, no, no! It does not!

I know a really bad
thing had happened to you,

but this is an even worse
thing happening to me.

Mom moving in with you

is worse than my apartment burning down?

I would set myself on fire
to keep this from happening.

Wow. Okay, well, then you
need to tell Mom how you feel.

I don't wanna be the guy

who tells his mother she
can't move in with him.

You the guy who doesn't want
his mother to move in with him.

Right, but I can't say that or imply it.

Well, what are you thinking, Frankie?

Shadow puppets?
You wanna mime something?

Mom figures things ou!
She makes leaps!

Like, do you remember
the time when I told her

I needed a more manly deodorant,

and she guessed that I was
having sex with Ann Tomasino?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Okay, fine. I'll talk to her.

- You will?
- Yes.

Thank you. Oh, god, thank you.
I owe you.

- Yes, y-yes!
- Mm.

You do owe me.
You owe me Red Sox tickets.

- Absolutely.
- And two beers, a pretzel, and a foam finger.

Deal. But I pick out the finger.

I already know what stupid
finger you're gonna pick out.

- Goodbye, please!
- I'll let Nina know you were looking for her.

♪ Don't stop dreamin'
'cause it keeps you moving on ♪

♪ just dream away ♪

♪ keep believin' ♪

- Thanks, mom.
- # with all your heart and soul #

Oh, hey! Wait, wait, wait!

Listen, I think that you
should stay at Maura's.

- What?
- What?

Yes. Everything is working out for you,

and I don't wanna
displace you. It's just...

Jane's right, Ma.
She's never been righter.

- Don't displace.
- Are you sure?

- Absolutely.
- I almost...

I got ... I got a tear in my eye.

This whole mother/daughter
thing, it's really beautiful.

Yeah, but if I stay at Maura's,
where are you gonna go?

I'll move in with Frankie.

- Ah! That's fantastic!
- Yeah!

My children together again!
I love it!

- Ooh!
- Okay, next round on me.

- What the hell was that?
- # and dream away #

W... she was gonna ask
me where I was going.

- I had to have a plan.
- Well, you should've had a good plan.

- What'd I miss?
- Well, my life is over.

The bathroom line wasn't that long.

- I'm moving in with Frankie.
- Oh, god.

I know, right? See?
I'm not the only one

- who thinks that it's...
- # and dream away #

I was just leaving, but
you're welcome to stay.

I need to talk to you about your case.
Doctor to doctor?

You're not a doctor.
You're a Phd.

Raya has a daughter ... Karina.

She had access to Amazonian
Puffer fish. She is in Boston.

Your friends seem very concerned.
You should rejoin them.

Karina Sororo.

- That's the same last name as the tribe.
- When someone leaves

the tribal lands, they take the
tribe's name as their surname.

Maintains a connection.

I read Dr. Isles' other papers.

Karina's a student at B.U.
She's working on her M.B.A.

- That's impressive.
- And she likes the nightlife.

I checked with the doorman.

She was on the V.I.P. list
the night Ten Mohs died.

- So she had access.
- Ah, it gets better.

She was put on the list
by Ten Mohs himself.

- Girlfriend?
- Business partner.

She supplied Ten Mohs with diamonds.

Lots of diamonds.

Okay, so what do we think?

She got scared when Ten Mohs
wound up with the Darkness

and her father found out?

Or she didn't want
her father to find out,

and she killed Ten
Mohs to keep him quiet.

Or "c," she had second thoughts
because her father found out,

and they did it together.

He had deadly fish.
She had access.

- It's always "c."
- Where were you in high school?

All right, I will get
a warrant for her apartment.

Frankie and I will go check out

and see if she's hanging
around her father's hotel.

Dr. Isles?

Oh, an officer said it would
be okay if I waited here?

Yeah, of course. Um...

I'm actually in the
middle of an investigation,

- so I was just on my way out.
- Oh. Of course.

- Did you need something?
- My wife, uh...

has told me about how
important you are to Maura,

how much she relies on your counsel.

If you knew who I was, why did
you pretend that you didn't?

It...
um, seemed easier.

Somehow.
I don't know.

Okay, I...
muffed that one.

But I was wondering...

could you put in a good word for me?

- With Maura?
- Mm-hmm.

Um...
you know, Maura gave her kidney

to someone that she barely knew.

So if she's this mad, it's
probably gonna take some time.

- So I should...
- Not give up.

Maybe stop making such easy choices?

- I'm ... I'm sorry. I...
- Oh. I understand.

Thanks for coming
down to the station, Ms. Sororo.

We just have a few questions.

We have receipts that show

you've been selling
Sororo diamonds to Ten Mohs

- for over a year.
- He paid his taxes like a good

tax-paying hip-hop jeweler.

We found it in her apartment.

Did you sell him that, too?

The Darkness was found by a logger,

someone who was already
stealing from our lands.

I knew about Ten Mohs,

his love for black diamonds,
so I reached out to him.

To see if he wanted to
buy some black diamonds?

To see if he had any information

that could help me
recover the Darkness.

We met here, in Boston.

We realized that we
could help each other.

- How?
- He liked diamonds. I had diamonds.

So I sold them to him

in exchange for helping
me get the Darkness back.

I read a few academic papers.

The Sororo don't sell
anything from their land.

Which is why they starve.

I used that money to
build roads and a school,

so children could have
the opportunities I had.

How'd your father feel about that?

My father hates roads.

So you killed Ten Mohs to keep him

from outing you to your father?

- You think that I killed him?
- Didn't you?

Teddy...?
No!

I was in love with him.

So whoever killed Ten Mohs...

wanted it to reflect back on the Sororo.

It turns out Karina was at a study group

while Ten Mohs was downing oysters.

Passed up the V.I.P. room for the library?
That's interesting.

- Mm, you've seen one V.I.P. room...
- You've seen one?

In the... daytime.
On my way to a dead body.

I followed up your hunch that the
murder was personal, not business.

And I checked Ten Mohs' phone records
from before he met Karina.

Oh.

Ten Mohs and Tory were dating.

- Lot of calls, lot of texts.
- Then they trailed off.

That's not enough to arrest her.

So Ten Mohs was mixing
business with pleasure.

That's trouble.

Not as much as mixing
pleasure with pleasure.

Perhaps Ten Mohs didn't tell Tory
the relationship was over.

A girl could get mighty upset
if she found out on her own.

- Why are you here?
- Ah. A list of Puffer fish recipes.

- Don't try them without a license.
- I wasn't planning on it.

Yeah, neither was I, but then...

- well, that's a... story for another day.
- Promise?

That's actually a list of all
the people who do have a license

to import Amazonian Puffer fish.

- As requested.
- Thank you.

Well, let's go see Tory.
Send her picture to all the importers,

- see if she bought a fish.
- Uh, you better hurry.

- Why?
- I called her about an hour ago

and told her we might need to ask her

- some questions about Karina.
- Who she knows is innocent.

Well, go to her house, make
sure she's still in town.

I'll check her bank records
and recent purchases.

- Maybe she bought a plane ticket.
- All right. Let's go.

Let's try around back.

Oh. When I travel,
I usually pack clothes.

What are you doing here?

Of course, if you bring jewelry,
you can trade it for clothes

- or a toothbrush.
- Oh, no, no, no.

Where she's going, they'll
give her a toothbrush.

You know, if you're
going to the airport...

you are gonna pay extra for this one.

- I'm not going anywhere.
- The jewels are traveling alone?

Given all that's been happening,

I thought it best to close
up and secure the inventory.

You never told us you
were dating Ten Mohs.

- A lot of people dated Ten Mohs.
- Yes, but Karina was a threat.

She loved him.

- So did you.
- Loving Ten Mohs isn't a crime.

- Where is your aquarium?
- I don't have an aquarium.

The clerk from the store I.D.'d you.

He said that you bought 20 Puffer fish.

You're under arrest for the
murder of Teddy Marshall.

Here's your nice, shiny, new bracelet.

Allow me.

You have the right to remain silent.

Ms. Sororo, you're free to go.

- Is my dad waiting for me?
- Yes. He's in the lobby.

He'll sit there for days if he has to.

The Sororo don't use the future tense.

Now is forever, and that's a problem.

Someday, I'll be the
leader of the Sororo.

I think about that...
the future. He doesn't.

So you think he's waiting
down there to argue with you?

- Yes.
- You've made hard choices before.

I'm not sure I believe that's
what you're really worried about.

I was going to tell my father about
my relationship with Ten Mohs...

after the trial.

Now you never need to tell him.

- You think he deserves to know the truth?
- I don't have a daughter.

But if I did, I'd want
her to be straight with me.

You know?
Go talk to him.

We really need him out of the lobby.

Janie, we can make this work,

but we just have to lay
down some ground rules.

- Ground rules?
- Yeah.

- Like for instance, see that drawer?
- Yeah.

- Don't open it.
- Okay.

Ah! See?

That... was a test.
You failed.

Now you will never know the location
of my secret drawer.

- Can I use your computer?
- Of course.

Good. I'm gonna stay at a hotel.

No, no, no.
Stop, stop, stop.

Look, we can do this.
We just have a few more rules.

- All right?
- Okay.

Dishes in the sink, rinsed.

If you finish my cereal, replace it.
And please...

don't dry your...
brassiere in my shower.

Okay, please don't ever say
the word "brassiere," Francis.

- Don't call me that.
- Fine, Franklin.

That's not even my name.

Well, can I open the door,
or is there a rule against that, too?

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Hey!
- Glad you're here.

You can help me find
Frankie's porn drawer.

It's a secret drawer.

That means it's weird porn.

- Hey, Maura.
- Hi.

- Don't touch her brassiere.
- Oh, my god.

Why would he touch my brassiere?

- He's got a thing.
- I don't have a thing.

- Can I talk to you? Privately.
- Yeah. Sure.

Um, please, come into my
secret tiny, tiny, room.

That's not it!

You better hide your
secret tiny, tiny porn.

Um...
Wow. You weren't kidding.

No, I was not.

Okay. What's up?

What I say cannot leave this room.

What you say cannot fit in this room.

When I was 14, my best
friend, uh, Carice Jaquard...

she lived next door.

And one day, she didn't
show up for school.

So on my way home,
I thought I would stop by,

see if she wanted to know
what the homework was.

Mnh, she didn't.

I'm sorry.

So I knocked on the door.
Nobody answered.

I went inside, I went up the stairs,

and I saw Mrs. Jaquard's door open.

I could see her inside,
lying on the bed,

pulling up the sheets...

as Arthur came out,
buttoning up his shirt.

Up until then, he was...
a hero to me.

He broke my heart.

Oh, Maura.

So he...

begged me not to say anything.

I didn't, to anyone.

But not telling my mother...

keeping it inside, it...

it feels like that lie is still inside,
like, living in there.

I think that's why
I have such a hard time

not telling the truth,
why I break out in hives.

Well... I love that you can't tell a lie.

- But you think I'm a coward.
- What? No. Why?

Because I'm avoiding him,
not confronting him about it.

Maura, I live in a 2x3 room in
order to avoid living with my mother.

You were a child,
and he put you in a terrible position.

But it was so long ago.

You want me to shoot him?

- I do. I really do.
- Okay.

But instead, maybe I'll talk to him first.

Fine, but let me know
if you change your mind.

We'll see how the talk goes.

Otherwise, you are very good
at shooting my relatives.

Let's go find Frankie's secret drawer.

I heard that!

Oh, we're gonna have so much fun.

Come on!