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(Man) ♪ yeah, she s-saved
me, you know, she can shake it ♪

♪ b-break me, you
know she can take it ♪

♪ I know ♪

♪ yeah, I like the
way she moves ♪

♪ when shakes me ♪

♪ yeah ♪

(Woman) 9-1-1. What
is your emergency?

(Glass shattering) Hi. My name is
Peter dunlop. There's a house fire

on the corner of
linden and 2nd street.

I don't know if anyone's inside.
Damn it. (Cell phone beeps)

(Panting)

Hello?

(Woman) Dad?

Hello? (Coughs)

(Woman gasps)

(Coughs) Are you okay?

Dad?

(Crashing)

We gotta get you out of here.

My turtle.

Leave it!

No. (Sobs)

♪ You know she can take it ♪

♪ I know, oh ♪

♪ I like the way she moves ♪

(Explosion, woman groans)

(Peter grunts)

(Panting)

♪ It's all so down ♪

♪ it's all so ♪

♪ so ♪

(Siren whoops)

(Emergency radio chatter)

(Indistinct conversations)

How's Peter doing?

Still at the hospital.
Bruised shoulder.

They're getting x-rays just to
be sure. How about the girl?

Critical condition, but
alive, thanks to Peter.

Well, her husband wasn't
so lucky. "Mike applebee."

Unis were here just last week
on a domestic disturbance call.

The wife Jenna... She's
the one who called it in.

Looks like things got a whole
lot worse for the both of 'em.

We know what started the fire?

Ask the arson
investigators. They're inside.

Fantastic.

(Emergency radio chatter)

All right, well, let's
get behind that fridge

and see who or
what started this thing.

Hey, who the hell
let you in here?

Megan hunt, m.E.
Where's the body?

Uh, well, we kept
trippin' over it,

so I had skip here
put it in the truck.

(Men laugh)

I'm ray Easton. My
partner skip rakoski.

Hope you're funnier
than he is. I know I am.

Oh, yeah.

We'll see who's laughing at
your next performance review.

Mm. The body's over
here. We haven't touched it.

So the fire started
here in the kitchen.

Scorch marks form a
"v," like, uh, like an arrow.

Yeah, point of origin. I know.

We also found evidence
of a forced entry.

My partner said he kicked the door
down to get inside. Oh, so he gave the fire

all the oxygen it needed
to consume the living room.

He saved a woman's life. And
if he'd have waited for p.F.D.,

we might have been
able to save two lives.

Or you might have
lost them both.

There's soot in the nostrils.

He was alive while
the fire was burning.

Yeah, you see his pelvis?

I think someone poured
accelerant on him.

How about you
investigate the fire

and leave the body to me?

I'll send my people in to get
him. Yeah, I don't think so.

Excuse me? We haven't
finished our initial assessment.

Nothing leaves the
scene until we're done.

How long you gonna
be? As long as it takes.

I'll get coffee.

Hey, if you don't mind,

I take mine cream, no sugar.

(Megan) Three hours.

That is how much
time I lost to ray Easton.

(Chuckles)

Oh, I worked with Ray's
dad in the badlands.

His whole family's true blue.

Shocking his son
went fire department.

Oh. Ray the black sheep?
I can't even imagine.

Somebody get under
your skin a little?

Looks like Mike has third-degree
burns over most of his body,

with fourth-degree at
the pelvis and right thigh.

Ray said he was doused
with an accelerant.

That would make this homicide.

Yeah, well, you can tell ray
he's wrong. Mike was a smoker.

This flint wheel is all
that's left of his lighter.

It was lighter
fluid that ignited.

You don't want the pleasure
of telling him yourself?

Detective, Curtis tells me
you have a bone fracture?

Of the distal metacarpals...
First and second finger.

Are you asking me or telling me?

You're thebonespecialist.

I just need to know whether
it occurred during the crime.

There's a slight
haze on the X-ray.

It's possible the fracture
happened before the fire,

but I'll run a rapid
touch prep to make sure.

Nothing could make me happier.

(Trash can lid clanks)

Am I missing something?

Kate has a new boyfriend. Oh.

My ex-husband.

Oh.

I'll call you once
we get a positive I.D.

Hold up. I got Mike
applebee's dental records.

(Sighs) And I just got off the
phone with Peter. How is he?

This guy goes into
a burning house,

the ceiling collapses on him,

and all he gets is
a bruised shoulder.

I mean, it's like he's
made of Adamantium...

Like Wolverine,
from the "X-Men."

You gotta go to the movies. Uh, he's coming, by
the way. Tell him to go back to the hospital.

He needs to bring
me Jenna's clothes.

If she or Mike
were incapacitated,

there'll be trace on the clothing. Ah,
but I know what incapacitated them.

Jenna's tox screen shows
cyanide in her system.

Cyanide. Hmm. This
is starting to sound like

more than just a domestic
disturbance gone wrong.

Except that when a house
burns, it releases toxins in the air,

the most dangerous of
which is hydrogen cyanide.

Wait. So Jenna was
poisoned by her own house?

We just need to find out
what made the house burn.

You think you could
nudge your friend ray along?

Oh, yeah. I'm walking
right in the middle of that.

Mm.

Ethan, are you sure

these are Mike
applebee's dental records?

Yeah. Why?

Mike applebee had all of
his wisdom teeth removed.

That guy in there...
He still has his.

This is not Mike applebee.

(Fabric snaps)

♪♪♪

(Tweezers clatter)

(Camera shutter clicks)

Thanks. I'll let her know.

That was Sam.

No match on John
Doe's prints in a.F.I.S.

And no sign of the real
Mike applebee either.

Does that look like
a fracture to you?

Tough to say. It's
right on the suture line.

You think he broke his
hand fighting off his attacker

and then got hit in the head?

There's only one
way to find out.

(Sighs)

(Whirring)

You know, relationships
are hard, especially when

it involves three people,
and two of 'em have history.

(Whirring stops) And suddenly we're
not talking about the applebees anymore.

What is on your mind, Curtis?

I want you to know
that 99.9% of the time,

when it comes to you,
I'm gonna side with Kate.

But on her decision to date
your ex, I think she's wrong.

Like, Michael Jordan
playing baseball kind of wrong.

Wow. We actually
agree on something...

0.1% of the time.

(Whirring) So keep that
in mind when I say this.

(Whirring stops) As deputy
chief medical examiner,

you two need to work it
out. I am being professional.

(Whirring) Mm-hmm.

John Doe's cause of
death... (Whirring stops)

Um, was carbon
monoxide poisoning.

Uh, his levels were 56%.

He didn't... He
didn't stand a chance.

See if you can salvage
anything out of that wallet,

help identify him. Thank you.

(Monitor beeping rhythmically)

(Ventilator hissing)

Hey. Skip rakoski.
Arson investigation.

Oh. Peter dunlop. M.E.'S office.

Ah, so you're the
superhero, huh?

You look good for a guy
who ran into a burning house.

Well, my shoulder's pretty
banged up. How's Jenna doing?

Well, they're still treating her

for carbon monoxide
and cyanide toxicity.

At least she's doing better

than the John Doe we
pulled out of the house.

Oh, I-I never saw him.

Hey, don't beat yourself up.

You did more than
most people would've.

Are those Jenna's clothes?

Uh, yeah. Dr. Hunt
wanted them for evidence.

My boss sent me for them,
too. Guess I'm too late.

Great minds, huh?

I have to get
back to the office.

I'll let you know if we hear
anything about the clothes.

Thanks.

Hey, take it easy on
that shoulder, huh?

Trust me, it's been
through worse.

Will you please let me
go? I need to see Jenna.

Sorry, Mike. We're
not in the habit

of reuniting victims
with their attackers.

I would never hurt
Jenna. I love her.

Then why the domestic
disturbance call?

(Sighs)

Last few months...

Have been hard.

I lost my job.

Jenna's a manager
at the donut spot

at the bourse... double shifts.

She started pulling away.

She'd never come home.

So I call her on it,
and she kicks me out.

So you went over
there last night

to talk some sense into her,
found her with another man.

Didn't happen. Then
where were you last night?

Same place you found me...

Alone in my motel room,

reading.

Reading? Yeah.

What's a guy like you
have on his nightstand?

Ohh.

"The girl who played with fire."

The cerebral convolutions
have flattened,

and the tissue is markedly firm.

We could be looking
at heat fissure.

If temps got high enough,
the expansion pressure

could've caused the
break in the temporal bone.

I don't think so. Look at that.

Hemorrhaging.

Someone hit John Doe over
the head while he was alive.

For all we know,

the murder weapon
could still be at the scene.

(Sighs)

(Ray) Hey. (Tool clanks)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey.

You are aware this is
an active fire scene, right?

Active?

You've been here ten hours.

You haven't even left the kitchen.
Well, collecting fire evidence

is a little like being
on a first date.

Move too fast, you're liable
to get slapped in the face.

(Chuckles) Well, you're
in no danger of that.

Ray just wants it done right so he
can fire Geraldine. Who is Geraldine?

Show her the picture, ray.

(Laughs) You're gonna love this.

(Cell phone beeps)
Meet Geraldine,

my Cannon.

I... (Laughs) I know,
but when I close a case,

I like to light her
up to celebrate.

She's smaller than a bread box,

but she packs
one hell of a wallop.

Well, some people think size
doesn't matter. (Skip and ray laugh)

Skip, will you show the doctor
what we've figured out, please?

The point of origin
is this old refrigerator.

They kept alcohol on top. We
found this broken vodka bottle.

Dust and debris collect
behind the refrigerator,

and you add alcohol to the mix and... (Ray) And
then just a little spark from an old compressor

and bam, you
got yourself a fire.

This wasn't an accident.

Really? Well, what do
you think happened?

Our John Doe was hit
over the head premortem.

That was intentional.

I'm guessing that the
fire was intentional, too.

Did you find a
murder weapon yet?

Not just yet, but we haven't
made it into the living room.

Mm.

Well, I'm no m.E., but
this looks like heat fissure.

You have seen heat
fissure, haven't you?

Oh, you're right.

You're no m.E.

(Ray and skip chuckle)

Look, I've got six open cases,

including a serial arsonist
who's been targeting toy stores,

so how about you cut
me a little slack, okay?

I came here looking
for a murder weapon,

which may or may
not be in this house.

The sooner you
get out of my way,

the sooner you can
fire your little Cannon off.

(Laughs)

(Elevator bell dings)

(File thuds)

Hey.

Look who I found applying for a
job at engine 16. Hey! (Laughs)

Oh, uh, whoa. Ohh!
How's the shoulder?

I'll survive. These are
for you. Jenna's clothes.

She's still unconscious. Great. I will
get Curtis to process them for trace.

Maybe we can find a connection to
Mike applebee. Oh, we may already have.

A search of his motel
room turned up this.

What is that?

Book weight.

Okay. Size and shape are
consistent with the wound.

I'm not too sure about the heft.

Oh, believe me, a
blow to the temple

with the weighted end could
definitely incapacitate someone. Peter?

(Sighs) I'll have forensics take
a look. Welcome back, huh?

You're my hero.
Parade's over, pal.

So Megan's ex? Really?

Not gonna happen, Ethan.

Dr. Hunt.

Dr. Murphy.

Did you finish
yourrapid touchprep yet?

You know what?

I think I left something in
a place that isn't here, so...

It's fine, Ethan. And, no,
John Doe's bone tissue

needs to decalcify
for another half-hour.

Did you find
anything that could be

our blunt force trauma weapon?
Maybe, but believe it or not,

ray Easton is still
processing the scene.

That man is a pain in my ass.

Hmm. A lot of people say
the same thing about you.

So is it gonna be
like this from now on?

Why do you ask me?

She's the one who decided
to date my ex-husband.

Ask her.

So our John Doe's wallet...

I found this tucked deep inside.

Not much was salvageable

in the way of identification,

but I was able to get
something from inside the leather

where a credit card...
Left an impression.

(Beeping)

Okay. It just needs to scan.

This is pretty cool, right?

"Families...

Reconnected."

I'm so sorry, Ms. Armstrong.

Had I known that
Ben was in the house,

I would've tried to save him.

(Sniffles) Ben and I
started families reconnected

to reunite adopted children
with their birth parents.

(Chuckles) We were our
own best advertisement.

I gave Ben up for adoption

when I was 21.

30 years later, he
found me. (Chuckles)

I lost him once as a baby

and to lose him again...

Um, was Jenna applebee a client?

Uh, yes.

(Sniffles) She left a
message at the office.

She was distraught.

Ben must've gone
over to talk to her.

About what?

Her birth father,
Daniel Robinson.

We found him
living in center city.

Two days ago, Ben
went to his home.

It didn't go well.

Mr. Robinson...

(Sighs) Closed the
door on Ben's hand.

You don't think
that Daniel Robinson

had something to do with this?

Um, I'm afraid it's
too soon to know,

but I promise,
we'll... we'll find out.

(Peter) Daniel Robinson...

Chair of the chemistry
department at penn hill college.

Wife Carol. Daughter Emily.

2-story house on rittenhouse
square. The perfect life.

Until Ben showed up
talking about Jenna.

Yeah, but Daniel doesn't
want to hear about it.

He slams the door on
Ben's hand. What a guy.

All right. This was two
days ago? That's right.

That's consistent with
the age of his injuries.

But just because this
Daniel Robinson didn't want

a relationship with Jenna doesn't
mean he wanted her dead. Somebody did.

All I can guarantee you is that

Ben didn't injure his hand fighting
off an attacker. (Cell phone rings)

(Sighs) (Beeps)

One thing's for sure. If
Daniel Robinson did do this,

he's gonna get a lot more than his
hand slammed in the door. (Ring)

Peter dunlop.

Based on what?

(People speaking indistinctly)

(Beep)

(Scoffs) They just
arrested Mike applebee.

(Sighs)

How could you
arrest Mike applebee

before even talking
to Daniel Robinson?

Mike applebee has motive
as a jealous husband.

He has no alibi, and we
have forensic evidence

that directly ties
him to the crime.

Forensics on the book weight were
inconclusive. But the vodka bottle we recovered

came back from the lab.

Applebee's prints are all
over it. He used to live there.

His prints could've gotten on that bottle months
ago. (Bud) Or they got there the night of the fire.

Applebee's prints were the only ones on the
bottle. (Ray) Look, you're the one who insisted

that the fire
wasn't an accident.

I thought you'd have been happy we nailed
someone for it. Not if you got the wrong guy.

(Sighs) You know
what I find puzzling?

Is why we're all
justifying ourselves to you.

And yet still not
succeeding. Hmm.

(Peter) Daniel Robinson
is a chemistry professor.

He knows about
combustible materials.

Jenna applebee is the
daughter that he never wanted,

so she comes back into his life,

and then she ends up in the
hospital. The vodka was the accelerant.

Applebee's prints are
the only ones on the bottle.

My line of work, that's a smoking
gun. You weren't in that house.

When I got to Jenna,
she called me "dad."

Try explaining that, huh?

Did you know about that?

No.

(Turns engine off)

Looks like Daniel Robinson
does very well for himself.

Come on.

The car ride over
was quiet enough.

I'm sorry. This is all
getting a little too personal.

Well, that's understandable.

You pulled Jenna
out of burning building.

But withholding evidence?

(Sighs)

What's going on with you?

I know what it's like to
wonder about your birth parents,

because I wondered
about mine for years.

Excuse me? You were adopted?

Before my dad died,

he gave me a sealed envelope.

Inside was information
about my birth parents.

All I had to do was look,

but I... I couldn't.

So I put it in his coffin,
and I said good-bye.

You know, I thought that
after I'd buried my father

that all those questions
were behind me...

Who I was,

where I came from, and...

Take it from me.

Just because you
Bury your father,

the questions don't
get buried with him.

Hey, you're not the only one

who gets to make annoying
personal observations.

I guess not.

Fancy.

I'm glad that you feel like
you can talk to me. I am.

But if Daniel Robinson is here,

maybe I should do the talking?

Knock yourself out.

Hi. I'm Dr. Megan hunt, with
the medical examiner's office.

Is Daniel Robinson here?

Yeah. Uh, dad, there's
some doctor here to see you.

Can I help you?

We're here about Jenna applebee.

We know she's your daughter.

We also know Ben
dupres came here

to tell you that Jenna
wanted to see you.

I told that guy to forget
he'd ever found me.

Was that before or after

you smashed his hand in the
front door? That was an accident.

The fire that killed
him wasn't. He's dead?

Jenna's in I.C.U.
At Franklin hospital

for cyanide poisoning and smoke
inhalation because somebody

set fire to her house. Do
you know anything about that?

I've never been
there. I was very clear.

I didn't want any
contact with Jenna,

but then she showed up here last night. Wait
a minute. Wait a minute. Jenna was here?

She said that she
needed to talk to me,

that she'd taken the train
all the way from olney,

that the least I could do
was give her some answers.

And you sent her
packing, right? I asked her

to respect my decision
and to leave my family alone.

Now that may seem
heartless to you,

but my wife would
never understand.

Sounds like you got
a lot to lose, professor.

I didn't harm Jenna...

Or Ben dupres.

Now please just leave me alone.

(Door opens)

(Door closes)

I didn't get anything
off of Jenna's clothes

that points to a suspect,

just a bunch of toxic
trace materials. Poor girl.

She was just trying to figure out
where she came from. How's she doing?

Her doctors don't know
if she's gonna wake up,

but at least she still
has a chance. Yeah.

What's that? The
bottom of Jenna's shoe.

I'm using it as a timeline
to trace her last day.

First there are
traces of a chelator,

disodium ethanoldiglycinate,

typically found in
commercial floor cleaners.

Probably from the doughnut
shop where she worked.

And on top of that, I
found this Clay pebble...

The kind people use to
decorate froufrou gardens.

Daniel Robinson
had pebbles like this

lining his walkway,

which confirms that
Jenna was there.

Did she step in paint?

Yeah. Alkyd resin.

City traffic paint.

So she leaves Daniel's.

On her way to the station,
she steps in wet paint.

What's up?

Jenna applebee is dead.

You did everything
you could, Peter.

Tell that to Louisa Armstrong.

Her son is dead, and
we still don't know why,

and now Jenna.

I can handle this one myself.

Get out of here.

Thank you.

Is he okay?

Yeah.

What are you doing?

Smell this.

Not a chance.

It smells like bitter almonds.

Hydrogen cyanide.

If you and that button nose
of yours can smell the cyanide,

why did we pay for a
rush on Jenna's tox?

Her cyanide level was lethal.

Didn't the hospital
give her 100% oxygen?

They administered
hydroxocobalamin, too.

She was responding.

If the treatment was working,

why is her cyanide
level so high?

Someone gave her cyanide

in the hospital.

(Sighs)

You want to tell me how Mike
applebee poisoned his wife

from a holding cell?

We made a mistake, all right?

Bud's releasing him now.

I spoke with skip already.

Ray's in Lancaster working
on a case. He's on his way back.

Whoever did this was counting
on cyanide being overlooked

because Jenna had already been exposed
to it in the fire. Now might be a good time

for you guys to pay
Daniel Robinson a visit.

Yeah, but how did Daniel know
about the cyanide poisoning

in the first place? I, uh, told
him about Jenna's condition

when Megan and I went
to see him at his house.

Well, hospital security sent
over hours of surveillance

of the hallway
outside Jenna's room.

It's just gonna take a while
to get through it, though.

I found cyanide in
Jenna's I.V. Port.

Given the lethal
level in her blood,

she would have been
dead in about an hour.

Counting back
from time of death,

the killer would've
been in her room...

Between 4:00 and 6:00 P.M.

If you guys need
another set of eyes...

Well, skip said he
could help out, too.

He'll be here in an hour.

Have fun.

(Papers rustle)

(Megan) Did the hospital
note head trauma?

(Ethan) Uh... yep.

Blunt force trauma

to the temporal region.

Maybe something
fell on her in the fire?

I don't think so.

If somebody subdued Ben, they
probably did the same to Jenna.

Wheel him over here, will ya?

Yep.

Those are completely
different wound patterns.

Uh, two different weapons?
Doesn't make sense.

Why use one on Ben and
a different one on Jenna?

Any progress?

There is some
material in the wound.

I need you to... test it?

Yes. Yes. Sure.
Yeah. Oh, uh, sorry.

Early night?

I'll have my cell with
me if you need me.

Let me guess. The ballet?

I know that Todd's firm

has box seats at the academy.

Actually, we're going
to a gallery opening.

He can be charming.

Todd is good man.

Let's just leave it at charming.

Look, I'm sorry. I know
this is hard for you.

(Chuckles)

But this relationship
is happening,

and the sooner you can
come to terms with it, the better.

(Video playing without audio)

(Clicks)

From the donut spot,

in honor of Jenna.

My favorite is the
bavarian cream.

It's the best in
the city, bar none.

Good call.

Ah.

Mmm.

Heard you used to be a cop.

How'd you end up
in the m.E.'S office?

I got shot,

so all that time in rehab,

I realized that I
enjoyed medicine.

Working in the m.E.'S office
is the best of both worlds. Mm.

How about you?
I got ray to blame.

He kinda took me under
his wing at the fire academy.

The instructors started calling
me skipeaston. (Chuckles)

(Laughs) The guy
basically adopted me,

and we've been
like family ever since.

(Click)

(Click) Did you see that?

What? Daniel Robinson?

No.

(Click)

Daniel Robinson's
daughter... Emily.

We watched over three
hours of surveillance video.

Only one person had
no business being there.

You.

And Jenna died of
cyanide poisoning.

Now cyanide is
difficult to come by.

Well, unless your
dad has a chem lab.

I didn't poison Jenna.

When she showed up
at my house that night,

my dad didn't know I was home.

I... I heard them talk.

He was such a jerk to her.

I thought, you know, maybe
if I showed up at the hospital,

I could bring her some peace.

"Bring her some peace"?
That's all you've got?

I swear!

(Voice breaks) I wanted
a sister my whole life.

I-I tried to talk to her

that night at the house.

But she just...

Took off running
toward Anderson park,

crying.

(Police radio chatter)

My daughter didn't do this.

I don't understand why
you won't leave us alone.

What, just like you wanted
Jenna and Ben to leave you alone?

You have no right to judge me.

(Sighs)

Why did you give Jenna up?

Because I was 17

and completely unprepared
for the responsibility.

Jenna's mother wanted to leave
her in a gas station bathroom.

(Sighs)

I brought her to
the police station.

I spent the last money I had

on a t-shirt

and, uh, and a toy,

and I left her there
with a stuffed animal,

so she wouldn't be alone.

Was that toy

a stuffed turtle?

How could you
possibly know that?

(Sighs)

Because when I
found Jenna in the fire,

she was holding it.

Of all her possessions,

that's the one thing that
she tried to save. (Chuckles)

(Sighs) She kept it
with her all these years?

(Peter) Yes.

I just wish

you'd given her the
chance to tell you herself.

(Slaps leg)

Where's bud?

He's at south station
with septa security

trying to see whether or not
Jenna was at the train station

the night of the fire. So
what are we doing here?

Well, to the west
is Anderson park.

To the east, south station.

Emily Robinson said
Jenna went towards the park.

Okay. We know Jenna took
the train to Daniel's house.

Now she would've had
to take the 8:46 train back

in order for Peter to
find her in the living room.

Which means either
Emily got it wrong or...

Or somebody gave
Jenna a ride home.

I wonder what happened here.

Hmm. Fire?

Ray said he was
looking for somebody

who's been torching toy stores.

And Jenna stepped in wet paint.

She was here.

Let's take a look
inside, shall we?

(Door opens)

(Sighs)

You want to tell us
what happened here?

Uh, it's just a
small electrical fire.

Looks like your sprinklers
went off. Did p.F.D. Respond?

It was such a small fire.
Uh, no need for firefighters.

Besides, when I got here,

the sprinklers had
already, uh, put it out.

Something wrong?

We should call ray.

(Cell phone beeps)

What is that?

Uh, looks...

Looks like a Cannon fuse.

A Cannon fuse?

Yeah, you know, for, um,
hobby rockets, that sort of thing.

But I don't carry those here in
my store. (Lowered voice) What?

(Lowered voice) Ray
Easton has a Cannon.

Geraldine. He fires it off
to celebrate closing a case.

Are you trying to
tell me ray did this?

Maybe he's such a
good arson investigator

because he's the one
lighting the damn fire.

(Sighs)

Has anyone evenseen
ray Easton's fire evidence?

When I got to the
applebee house,

he would not let
me move Ben's body

until he worked the
scene by himself,

and then he dragged his heels

when he was processing the rest
of the house. You're talking about

the p.F.D.'S most
decorated arson investigator.

I'm not gonna bring him
in based on your hunch

and a half-burnt piece of string. You arrested
Mike applebee over a broken vodka bottle.

And I was wrong!

Excuse me if I don't want to repeat
the experience. All right, how about

you worry about Jenna
applebee instead of yourself?

Dr. Hunt's helped you
close more than a few cases.

I wouldn't be so quick to
discount what she says.

Now what about the blunt
force trauma weapon?

Can you connect
that to ray Easton?

I recovered some trace
from Jenna's wound.

Uh, Ethan verified
that it's leather,

but Jenna's wound and
Ben's are very different,

so we're looking for one
leather-bound weapon

that can create two
different impressions

and is approximately
the same size

as Mike applebee's book weight.

I don't know what that is.

I do.

It's a sap.

It gets passed down
through cop families.

Can I see that?

Nothing is better
to protect yourself

in a close-range fight.

Or to knock someone
out before you start a fire.

Ray comes from
a cop family, right?

So maybe he has a sap as well.

Didn't you say you worked
with his father in the badlands?

Yeah. He had a sap.

Make a call.

I'll inform the mayor
and the fire chief

so they don't get
blindsided by this.

(Door opens) While you
guys talk to the big fish,

I'll reach out to, uh, skip

and see what I
can get out of him.

(Door closes)

One weapon...

Two wounds.

I heard about your
little investigation.

Huh. (Exhales deeply)

When you said you
wanted to hang out,

I figured beers
would be involved.

This toy store was
almost the latest casualty

of your serial arsonist.

Really? Yeah.

Why weren't ray and I called?

Because we recovered a
piece of the incendiary device.

Cannon fuse.

Hold on a sec. You
think ray was involved?

The idea that I'm
responsible is absurd.

Oh, is it? (Chuckles)

We found Cannon
fuse at a toy store fire.

Honestly, this looks
more like insurance fraud

than serial arson.

Except that the owner
didn't file a claim.

This looks like Jenna's
turtle. (Chuckles)

That toy store was a block away

from where Daniel
Robinson lives. So what?

So your Cannon fuse usually
gave you time to escape,

only this time the
alarm went off early,

and that's when Jenna
applebee saw you.

Look, did... hey.

How did you know

that Jenna had a stuffed turtle?

I logged it as
evidence at the house.

No, you didn't.

I saw it burn in the fire.

So what are you saying?

You've got one of
these, don't you?

You used it on Jenna,
you used it on Ben,

and then you burned her
house down to cover your tracks.

Then when Jenna doesn't die,
you poisoned her in the hospital

to finish her off. Are you sure a
sap was used in these attacks?

(Whispers) Oh, yeah.

Getting my sap was a big deal.

(Voice breaks) When my
father retired, he gave it to me.

I don't have any kids,

so when skip
passed his level ii's,

I gave it to him.

He was proud.

I was prouder.

You gave it to skip?

(Whispers) Yeah.

Peter's in trouble.

I'm saying that you
couldn't have known

unless you got there before me.

(Chuckles) I think you've been
pulling too many all-nighters.

Hey! (Grunts)

(Grunts)

(Both panting)

(Cocks gun)

I think you've played the
hero enough, don't you think?

I'm just gonna walk out of here.

(Door slams open)
I don't think so.

(Sam) Drop the gun. Now.

Skip, it's over.

Drop it!

(Grunts)

Hands on your head.
You got him, partner?

Yeah.

Jenna recognized skip
from the donut spot.

Where she worked?

Yeah. Skip was a regular.

His favorite was bavarian cream.

"Best in the city, bar none,"
right? (Handcuffs click)

So it wasn't just the
alarm that stopped her.

She saw somebody she
knew coming out of here.

(Alarm ringing)

Skip?

Jenna? What's going on here?

(Megan) She knew you worked for the fire department.
Just running some tests. Nothing to worry about.

You told her
everything was okay.

You even offered
her a ride home.

That was her mistake.
She trusted you.

And I made the same mistake.

I'm sorry, ray.

I-I'm so sorry.

(Sighs)

Three generations of Easton men

have carried this sap,
and now it's evidence?

I'll make sure it gets
right back to you.

Don't bother.

Ray, you can't blame yourself.

He knew your methodology,
your investigative process.

Well, fortunately
he didn't know yours.

I'm gonna go fire Geraldine.

I'm sorry, ray.

Yeah. (Chuckles)

Yeah. Me, too.

You okay?

Do you mind if I come in

a little late tomorrow morning? No, not
with what you've been through this week.

I'll cover for you with Kate.

Oh, maybe I should come in.

I mean, the less you two
talk, the better, you know?

(Chuckles) I have been
very professional. (Chuckles)

Semiprofessional. (Chuckles)

We've caught the man
responsible for Ben's murder.

His name...

Please don't. (Chuckles)

I don't want that name

to be the last thing that
I associate with Ben.

But thank you.

Sure.

Ms. Armstrong, I...

I know the timing
couldn't be worse, but, uh,

working on Ben's
case has stirred up

a lot of questions about
where I come from.

You were adopted?

I don't know what your plans are

for families reconnected,

but I was hoping

that you'd help me
find my birth parents.

Ben wouldn't have
it any other way.

(Chuckles)

You wanted to see me?

Oh, yeah. Congratulations.

Heard they, uh,
arrested skip rakoski.

If you hadn't had
my back with bud,

we never would've
found out about skip.

That's my job.

How was the gallery opening?

Ahem. Um, honestly, not great.

I guess I can add fine art

to the list of things
that don't interest Todd.

Try bowling next time.

Bowling?

The man likes stale
nachos and rented shoes.

It's a mystery why
we never worked out.

Okay. Well, thanks for the tip.

So... are we good?

You were right.

Your relationship with
Todd is happening.

We just won't be
double-dating any time soon.

No, well, that would imply

that you'd actually
go on a date.

Well, maybe you could set me
up with someone, like your brother.

(Both laugh)

I'll see you at the
staff meeting, Dr. Hunt.

Yes, you will, Dr. Murphy.