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Previously on "Rosewood"...

[Cork pops]

Joo-Joo: When Rosie is
out-partying Joo-Joo,

something just ain't right.

Damn! You had to hit him that hard?

He smells like hookers and cheap tequila.

Not cheap. Broke.

Flat-ass broke.

You're not taking care of yourself.

What you're doing [voice
breaking] it hurts me.

And if that doesn't mean anything to you,

then, by all means, do whatever you want.

I'm gonna be okay.

Dr. Mitchka: I ran the
additional test you asked for.

- Do you have family?
- Yes, but they don't know I'm here.

I think you're gonna need them.

[Mozart's "Cosi Fan Tutte" plays]

[Train rumbling]

[Music intensifies]

[Choir singing in Latin]

Dr. Mitchka: Your recent bender
did more damage to your body

than we thought.

Rosewood: But the treatment should work.

If your body responds.

If it doesn't, how long do I have?

Let's cross that bridge...

Now, are you telling me I
should get my house in order?

If it were me,

I'd make sure my business
was on solid ground,

just in case.

[Cellphone vibrating]

[Music stops]

Rosewood: This is new...

Victim crashes through a farmer's market.

Oh, her name's Naomi Bauer.

According to witnesses,

she made no attempts to
avoid hitting anything.

We ruled out mechanical failure.

The car's in the middle of the
street, didn't stop on impact.

Well, apparently, the car rolled to a stop.

When bystanders went to go check
on her, she was already dead.

The car lost momentum after her
foot slipped off the accelerator.

Looks that way.

And either Naomi wanted to
intentionally hurt people or...

Something happened beyond her control.

Mm-hmm.

Please tell me that's not Blue Thunder.

- That's not Blue Thunder.
- Rosie.

Hey, I'm just practicing
what you tell me to do.

I don't like it. I don't.

Hey, guys!

Just so you know, I'm
super pumped to be here.

And why exactly is Boy Wonder here?

Oh, thank you for that.

Which one do I remind you
of... Dick Grayson? Tim Drake?

I'm partial to Dick.

I just thought I'd get Mitchie
some more experience in the field.

Doesn't this feel like old
times... like the original?

You, me, us three.

Mitchie, it was one case.

I know. It was one awesome case.

I personally remember every detail.

Don't you?

I know what you're gonna say,

"Working a crime scene is our thing,

not our thing and his thing." I know.

It could be his thing,
too... in moderation.

At first, it was Adrian,
and now it's Mitchie.

I mean, you're getting a little loose

- with the invites to our thing, okay?
- Hmm.

What's... What's going on?

Nothing. Just spreading the Rosilla love.

- Got to spread the love.
- [Scoffs]

Whatever happened to Naomi,
she knew it was coming.

Why do you say that?

Directions to the nearest hospital
were pulled up on her phone.

So far, I don't see any wounds,

so we could be looking
at sudden cardiac death.

Or some other cause that
we'll see in autopsy.

Let's get Naomi to the lab.

I'll call Slade.

Even though this isn't a homicide yet,

this is definitely
a case for you two.

Did she just embrace our threesome?

Well, you should say "trio."

Right, trio.

All right?

Okay, no, no, no.

It's... It's not a grab, it's a bump.

All right, Mitchie, help me help you.

Bump.

- There we go!
- Yeah.

There we go. All right, Mitch.

So much cooler than what I did.

All right.

Good morning, Mom.

Donna: Morning, Son.

You know... I was thinking about

that conversation we had the other day.

Which one? We have a lot of them.

Well, the one where we were talking about

finding an investor for the lab.

I don't remember having
that conversation with you.

Actually, it was with your
CPA, but it was near my desk,

so it's conversational community property.

I'm not sure that's exactly how it works.

Listen, you have put your
heart and soul into this lab.

We have got to find the right person.

Agreed, because the
people I've met with so far

are not a good fit.

What was wrong with that last candidate?

MBA from Harvard, owns
a private equity firm.

Takes missionary trips every year.

How'd you know about all that?

Conversational community...

I get it. Look, he is impressive on paper,

but my partner can't
just understand business.

He needs to understand
family, and that guy just...

Clearly didn't get enough hugs growing up.

So why don't you help me find someone?

You know me. You know this lab.

Thank the Lord!

I thought you'd never ask.

This new investor idea is good.

I think Mom's gonna
find you somebody great.

Mitchie: Yeah, I think new blood in
the lab will be awesome, actually.

I have a whole list of
things for the new boss man.

TMI: Okay, team uniforms
better not be on that list.

They are.

And why do you have such
a problem with unity?

All right, let's get to work.

Pippy: Is it me, or is that...

That a lot of blood for a dead person.

- Tara, call 911.
- What?

911, now!

And what do you want me to tell them?!

- That our victim is still alive.
- What?

Naomi's pulse is going in and out.

Mitchie, get the defib.

Pippy, you start the compressions.

I'll start mouth to mouth.

Pippy: One, two, three. Go.

Two, three. Go.

One, two, three.

Mitchie: This is good.
This is good. This is good.

TMI: Come on, come on, come on.

That is a lot of blood for a dead person.

- Pippy: One, two.
- Clear.

That is a lot of blood for a dead person.

Clear.

TMI: Come on, come on, come on.

[Gasping]

Mitchie: Oh, my God!

Oh, breathe, breathe, breathe.

[Gasps]

Cover her. Cover her. Give
her... Give her something.

[Breathing heavily]

It's okay.

Oh, my goodness.

Welcome back, Naomi.

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Villa: Rosie?

Rosie?

Rosie?!

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, no, I'm, uh... I'm good.

Rosewood: The meds are
just playing with my head.

I mean, h-how did this happen?

Her clinical picture fits
with diffuse paralysis.

She must have felt it coming

and decided to go to the hospital.

She developed severe hyperventilation.

It made it difficult to
detect her pulse at the scene.

Do we know what caused this?

Could have been a disease
that we haven't diagnosed yet

or a deliberate poisoning.

That's a no. Great.

And she's not in any
condition to talk to us.

So we're not just gonna sit here
and wait for answers, are we?

Also a no.

As far as Slade is concerned,

this is an attempted murder case

until evidence says otherwise.

Ma'am.

Let's go check out her place.

Let's check it out.

When I saw you at the hospital,

you looked like you were somewhere else.

Just getting used to my new
meds and the side effects.

Everything okay?

Yeah, everything's fine.

That's it. It's open.

Let me know if you need anything else.

Both: Thanks.

So, I'm guessing she's an editor.

She's not an editor. She's
a documentary filmmaker.

- [Knock on door]
- Hello? Naomi!

Girl, you here?

Detective Annalise Villa, EMPD.

Dr. Beaumont Rosewood
Jr., forensic pathologist.

Wait, so a cop and a pathologist?

That's us. Who are you?

I'm Craig.

That's Greta and Dmitry.

We're a part of Naomi's film crew.

What's going on? Where's Naomi?

She's in a hospital, recovering
from diffuse paralysis.

What do you mean? What happened?

We're not sure yet.

Did Naomi have any enemies?

Maybe one of her subjects?

Need you guys to dig deep

because it's possible
that what happened to Naomi

was not an accident.

I know who's at the top of my list.

This is when you actually
say the person's name.

Emmitt. Emmitt Townsend.

He's this other director.

He and Naomi were chasing the same story,

and Naomi beat him out.

And he wasn't happy.

Any idea what that story was about?

No. She was gonna tell us today.

When was the last time you guys saw Naomi?

It was around 7:00 a.m. this morning.

Why?

Because she crashed
into the farmer's market

around 9:00 a.m.

The paralysis was acute, which
confirms that it wasn't caused

by an internal disease, which means...

We're looking at an attempted murder.

Oh, God.

It's time to talk to Naomi.

Hornstock is looking for Emmitt Townsend.

Do you really think their
rivalry escalated to murder?

Well, anything's possible.

For most people, the rivalry
is not about the thing

that they're fighting over,

it's about the broken relationship

at the center of it all.

For me, it was Connie Amicangelo.

Went to our rival high school,

played her in basketball every year,

and every year, that bitch played dirty.

Villa, I need you to let that go.

Tell me you have a rival,

someone who was consumed
with taking you down.

I don't know why, but
that would make me happy.

Well, I hate to disappoint you,

but I didn't have any rivals growing up.

So then and now, everyone loves Rosie.

You know, sometimes it's
hard being around you.

Excuse me. What... What happened to
the patient that was in that room?

She checked out.

She checked out?

Where did she go?

[Elevator bell dings]

Slade: Oh. There you are.

I think you lost something.

[Chuckles]

Detective Villa?

Where are we with the investigation?

Talk to me.

We'll talk all about it on
the way back to the hospital.

Nice to meet you, too.

For one, my doctor told me I was poisoned,

so I'm not gonna lie in bed eating Jell-O

with my ass hanging out of a gown.

And, two, I just got here.

Freaking security detail
drove her to the station.

Let me get one.

People have a hard time saying no to me.

It's a gift.

[Chuckles] She's like the lady Rosie.

Oh, you're definitely going back.

No, no, no, no, no. Look, if
she wants to talk, we'll talk.

But first, you're gonna answer

some questions for us, all right?

Yeah. I got snacks. I could do that.

All right, tell us about Emmitt Townsend.

Uh, why? Is he a suspect?

Yes. He's a rival, and he's M.I.A.

Oh. We grew up together.

Rivals since high school,
competed over everything.

He likes to think he's better than me.

We spoke to your crew,

and they said you got
to a story before he did.

Yeah, and then he asked me if
we could do the story together.

For some reason, he thought
we'd be better on the same side.

I didn't buy it.

Slade: You know what? Good for you.

You should never let your rival
convince you that you're friends.

Spoken like a man who's
had a few rivals in his day.

To be honest with you, I can't
even remember their names.

I can think of one name
you're gonna remember.

Hmm. What's the backstory there?

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

Well, according to Emmitt's, uh, Instagram,

he moved onto another job,
never mentioned what it was.

Or the post is bogus and
he's trying to hide the fact

that he's still angry at you.

Naomi, do you think Emmitt's
capable of committing murder?

Oh.

We've been going at it for so long...

I hope not.

All right, I'll put an
A.P.B. out on Emmitt.

Anybody else we should be looking at?

Uh, I've done docs exposing
corruption in the oil industry,

on Wall Street, in the housing market.

So I've upset a lot of bad people.

Is... Is... Is it just me,

or do I sense a little
bit of pride in your voice?

You found someone.

I found someone.

Okay, don't keep me in suspense.

- I knew them from my days in education.
- Mm-hmm.

They have recently come into some money.

[Elevator bell dings]

They studied economics in college,

but found their real passion in education.

Their charter school is among the best.

Any idea what their offer might be?

Well, they're gonna want
to be an equity partner.

Oh, love that.

But not the silent one.

Hate that.

Well, listen, with this kind of investment,

they're gonna have a
say in the day-to-day.

Well, I want someone who's
content with the highlights,

not the
play-by-play.

Yeah, well, you know we
need someone who wants both.

Separation of church and state...

that's the only way this is gonna work.

I don't want to lose what we have.

I want you to have faith that you won't.

Beaumont!

Okay, set up a meeting.

Pippy: All right, so,
the hospital sent over

a sample of Naomi's blood.

She was poisoned with tetrodotoxin.

Which is derived from puffer fish.

And prepped and sold in restaurants

with specially trained chefs.

You know, i-it's weird
that such an adorable fish

can cause so much damage, you know?

They're like the baby bunnies of the sea.

My mom used to call me
a little puffer fish.

I loved her so much.

Okay, for your safety,

we're gonna start using
the abbreviation TTX.

- Okay. Got it.
- Okay.

- Okay?
- Got it. Thank you.

[Cellphone vibrating]

[Beeps]

Hey, Villa.

We got a hit on Emmitt's toll tag.

He exited the freeway near his house.

Okay, let's see what he
has to say for himself.

Villa: Mr. Townsend!

EMPD!

Hello?

Mr. Townsend?

You know I can't pass up
pressing a flashing button.

Well, for once, I'd like you to try.

I don't think you mean that.

Did we just witness the murder
of our number-one suspect?

Yes, but how did the footage of his murder

end up in his house?

More importantly, where's his body?

I have a pretty good idea.

Naomi: This is weird,

but I have to ask...

Emmitt is deceased.

Mitchie checked.

Twice.

Naomi, you don't have to be the
one to do the identification.

For reasons I don't want
to get into right now,

I have to do this.

Just get on with it.

Villa: Naomi, we should go.

Let them continue doing their thing.

I may not be a cop or a pathologist,

but I search for the
truth just like you guys.

Someone tried to kill me
and they did kill Emmitt.

I'm getting answers with or without you,

so it's your choice.

The EMPD is processing Emmitt's house,

and I have a team sent over to his office.

What do you guys have?

Well, there's an injection
mark at the back of his neck.

And then they found seeds
on Emmitt's clothing.

We also found cuts on Emmitt's arms,

and he was super clean.

I mean, not like how Shaft was super clean.

But someone washed him and redressed him.

Villa: The body was
moved and cleaned.

The killer really doesn't want
us to find the crime scene.

But they left the video of the murder

on Emmitt's home computer.

He was probably wearing a GoPro

set to send footage to his cloud.

Trick of the trade, so whoever did this

probably doesn't even
know the video's out there.

Pippy: Tox is in. I ran
more extensive tests.

Emmitt and Naomi were
poisoned with a synthetic TTX.

I'm sorry. Did you say TTX?

Rosewood: Yes, she did.

There's no coincidence that you and Emmitt
were poisoned with the same substance.

Villa: We're looking for someone
who had it out for the both of you.

And I'm guessing you know who that is.

The story Emmitt and I fought over...

I don't think he dropped it.

I think he kept on digging.

Who was the subject?

My story was on a company called Len Corp.

I think they were the ones who poisoned us.

They are suspected of
kidnapping homeless people

and testing new products on them.

And I'm guessing one of the
products they make is TTX.

Among other things.

And assume that Len Corp
is as powerful as they come.

But you decided to take them on anyway.

Eh, my default position
is staring down giants

with a slingshot in my hand.

So who's the man behind this company?

Ian Alexander.

He's a card-carrying douchebag, okay?

That's who we'll have Slade bring in,

and before you ask, no, you can't watch.

If it was you, you'd want to
stare directly into the face

of the man you think tried to kill you, no?

So... if you don't mind,

I'd like to hear what
the bastard has to say.

Len Corp and its subsidiaries

adhere to the highest standards

and guidelines across our divisions.

We will completely coop...

Oh, Mr. Alexander.

Based on my questions so
far, I thought you'd see

that I wanted to have a
conversation like grown men.

Because right now, I'm
not here to go after you.

But I promise you, I will...

if we can't have a
conversation like grown men.

All right.

Is going in there and putting
him on his ass against the rules?

Yes.

But if it weren't, what would you do?

You ever seen "Hellraiser"?

- The first one?
- Of course.

- Flesh hooks?
- Flesh hooks.

Hmm. I'm not mad at that.

Naomi, you just made a new dark friend.

Alexander: Let's get to the point.

Naomi has made some serious
claims against your company.

Despite the restraining order,

she continues to harass our employees.

And what about Emmitt Townsend?

Equally a thorn in your side?

I'm sorry. Who is that?

The other filmmaker who's
investigating your company.

I don't know who that is.

Anything else?

That's it for now.

You can go.

All right.

Hey, I appreciate you guys
coming in with your briefcases.

Very helpful.

Okay, so the C.E.O. knows me...

but not Emmitt.

Well, it could be a
lie, could be the truth.

That's what we have to find out.

Unfortunately, he is telling the truth.

Reading people is kind of my thing.

Read Rosie.

He says he's never had a
rival, but I don't buy it.

Yeah, me neither. Everyone has someone.

Well, my someone is no one.

But Villa's someone has a
Great Dane named Herschel

and gives to charity.

You looked up my high-school rival?

When this is all over, I'm
doing a documentary on you guys.

All right, look, I think
that Alexander there is dirty.

And since I didn't get a
Christmas present from you,

I want the proof wrapped up in a nice bow.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You didn't get the H3GB that I sent you?

The Hearty, Healthy Holiday
Gift Basket? You didn't get that?

Oh, right, right. I
guess what I meant to say

is I didn't get anything good.

You can do better.

Slade, really? Oh. Wow.

Okay.

All right, so we have to prove that the TTX

that poisoned Naomi and
Emmitt belonged to Len Corp.

We have any idea how we do that?

Well, we got to get a judge

that's willing to jump off a cliff with us.

- Diaz.
- Diaz.

Really, Rosilla? On my day off?

We wouldn't bug you unless
we really needed the warrant.

And we come with a gift.

A Cuban sandwich from your favorite spot.

Bon app?tit.

Nice boat.

The TTX found in our victim was synthetic.

Now, if the TTX from Len
Corp has the same composition,

we're looking at a
pathological smoking gun.

Len Corp wouldn't give us a sample,

so we're gonna need a warrant.

Judge Diaz, look, we're looking
at two competitive filmmakers

who disagreed on everything
except that Len Corp

was probably hurting innocent people.

I'm sorry.

I'm not sold on this.

Fight for the truth,
investigate relentlessly.

That's what Emmitt's mom taught us.

She was our journalism teacher

even though they were stupid rich

and she didn't need the gig.

She loved working with kids,
and she saw something in me.

So I made it my mission to own that class,

and I crushed it.

That just made Emmitt jealous,

so he made it his mission to take me down.

That just got me pumped. It drove me.

I am who I am because of them.

She lit the fire, and he fanned the flame.

I I.D.'d Emmitt's body so his
own mother wouldn't have to.

And I am bringing her answers
as to what happened to her son,

come hell or high water,

so, please, Judge Diaz, please
help us fight for the truth.

All right.

You've got your warrant.

Thank you.

Thank you.

[Beeps]

Rosewood: The TTX from Len
Corp didn't match the sample

from you or Emmitt.

Okay. If they didn't come after me,

I guess we should start
looking at everyone else

who wanted to do me in.

The Len Corp C.E.O., he
didn't know Emmitt, right?

- So maybe...
- He was onto a different story.

The EMPD looked at his home computer.

Someone deleted all of his video files.

Whatever he was working on,
they wanted that kept secret.

[Cellphone vibrates]

- Yeah.
- Villa: Get down to Emmitt's office.

I know what his documentary
was really about.

We're on our way.

All right, we're here.

What was Emmitt's story?

Not what.

Who.

Emmitt was investigating you, Naomi.

Well, um...

this isn't creepy at all.

I've never thought about
what it's like for my subjects

when I poke around in their lives.

You owe an apology?

[Chuckles] Yeah, a big one.

I just wish I could ask Emmitt
why he was investigating me.

I mean, maybe he wanted
to get inside your head.

Find a way to outdo you.

Or the admiration grew
out of the competition...

he found something in
you that intrigued him.

Really? You're disagreeing
with me in front of our guest?

Guest? I resuscitated
her on my autopsy table.

She's family now.

Does anything in your life
stick out as a motive for murder?

No. I grew up in a small town.

We knew each other pretty well.

I can't think of anything that would...

I know that look.

I have that look... that's a
family look. What do you got?

I don't know where I came from.

I'm sorry. What?

I grew up in the system.

I was bounced around in foster care.

My mom dropped me off at a
hospital when I was a baby.

I don't know anything else. Maybe that's...

You... You never looked into this? Ever?

I'm obsessive, okay, so
that search would consume me.

I didn't want to get
too lost in my own story.

There's so many others to tell.

Now it looks like I don't
have a choice. [Chuckles]

Well, but you've got help,

so you don't have to
dive into your past alone.

We need to figure out
where Emmitt was searching.

The killer moved his body for a reason.

The crime scene could
be a clue to your past.

Naomi, you okay?

What's that smell?

What smell?

Where is that light coming from?

Villa, call 911.

Naomi, lay down. I need you to lay down.

What? Why?

'Cause you're about to have a seizure.

What?

[Gagging]

I have an emergency.

So, we're gonna continue doing...

- All right, thanks.
- You got it.

It says here that seizures
are a side effect of TTX.

So it's still in my system?

Your doctor and I, we think
there's something else going on.

Your bleeding was spontaneous,
and that is not a sign of TTX.

So we think that the TTX triggered

a previously asymptomatic condition

that's causing your seizures
and all your other problems.

Hypertension, cardiac arrhythmias,

and your respiratory arrest.

Do you have any idea what the condition is?

No, it's an unusual set of symptoms

that makes it seem genetic.

Normally, we would pull
your family history.

Right, but I... I'm a foster kid.

Naomi...

if we don't get a handle on this...

you may not make it.

We don't know, but it may not be long.

[Sighs]

Villa: Naomi, no.

Naomi, you're not going anywhere.

Yeah, well, if I only
have a little time left,

I'm not spending it in here.

Okay, we need you to stay.

If someone told you you had to get...

your house in order...

would you sit around and do nothing,

or would you keep yourself busy

so you don't have to think
about how scared you are?

Well, if they need to
run some more tests...

Oh, then I'll come back, I promise.

Villa: We'll trace where
Emmitt's investigation took him.

If we can find out who murdered him,

we may be able to save your life.

Whoever it is, they know where you're from.

[Knock on door]

Oh, yeah, that's my crew. They can come in.

- Knock, knock.
- Hey.

We come bearing gifts.

Flowers, balloons, some junk food.

And Semprex-D.

Figure you've probably been off

your allergy meds a few days.

Yeah, no, the only thing I
actually need from that list

is the Semprex-D.

I'm blowing this joint.

We're going back to work, okay?

Oh, hell yeah! I hate hospitals.

- I'll grab your clothes.
- Thank you.

Excuse me, nurse? Naomi needs her clothing.

[Laughs weakly]

- Hey, I got something to show you.
- What's that?

- Uh, I got this footage.
- Oh!

- It's pretty sweet.
- Looks fantastic.

I'm keeping a uni by your
side, and that's non-negotiable.

We're at a dead end on this case,

but I'll give you an
update when we have one.

Please and thank you...

both of you.

- Cool, right?
- Yeah, that looks amazing.

Yeah, I got that wide.

Hey, boss man, you're just in time.

Team MCL has found something.

This clue is part cool,
part weird, but full awesome.

Hey, can you just take it down a notch?

I can only promise you that I
will not bring it up another notch.

Okay, let's see what you got.

There's a life that hangs in the balance.

Okay. You ready for this?

Okay, so we found nematodes
in the cuts on his arms.

And once inside a host, they
release a bacteria which glows.

Unfortunately, nematodes
are widely found in soil,

so he could have picked them up anywhere,

and we can't use them
to find the crime scene.

But it does confirm that wherever he was,

he was exposed to soil for
an extended period of time.

And the seeds in Emmitt's clothes?

Are from a rare mule-ear orchid.

And I did some research, and
I found a conservation group

that keeps tabs on where they grow.

Giving us a list of areas
Emmitt could have been searching.

- Bingo.
- You guys all do such a great job.

Naomi: Wow. This makes little to no sense.

Why the hell would Emmitt
be searching out here?

Well, I guess your rivalry with
him was deeper than you thought.

I get that level of obsession.

Villa: Yeah, I don't think
we need to hear about your...

When I was a detective,
Naomi, the first time...

Yeah?

...my rival was a dealer named Remy Brasco.

Rosewood: Maybe we should save
this story for another day.

I couldn't make any charges stick,

so he would throw it in my
face every chance he got.

So I worked day and night
to take this guy down.

Slade: Please tell me
that you got the guy, Ira.

Otherwise, I'm gonna have to teach you

how to tell stories, my man.

I got him.

But it took time away from my
family I could never get back.

That landed in a real way.
Sign of a good storyteller.

Thank you for sharing the
story about your rival.

I didn't have a rival. Seriously, I didn't.

But it looks like we found something.

Hey, Steinbeck, after you.

I'll check upstairs.

Villa: Can't believe people lived here.

Whoever they were, they must
have left this place in a hurry.

Makes you wonder what went down here.

Hornstock: Anybody recognize this guy?

Slade: I do. That's John Teller.

He's that religious cult
leader from the '80s.

He started off with college kids,

then moved to recruiting families.

Hornstock: [Distant] He stripped
them of their identity, new names.

Stripped of their identity,
gave them new names, new clothes.

Villa: Men in pink, women in blue.

I'll never forget that.

Slade: He had them convinced
they were part of a supreme being.

He ruined their lives.

[Note plinks]

John Teller and his followers

spent years in the public eye, and then...

the cult just dropped off the grid.

Wow, this must be where they set up shop

and murdered all those people.

Hornstock: And most of the
bodies were never found.

Villa: Okay, but what does this
have to do with Emmitt and Naomi?

I think I have the answer to that.

Naomi, what's wrong?

Naomi: The baby in that picture...

...has my birthmark.

My life started in the
John Teller murder house.

Naomi: I can't believe you
already identified my mom.

Everything is set up
in the conference room.

I...

When I said I didn't look into my past

because I didn't want to
be consumed by my story,

that was only partly true.

I was scared that...

I would learn something
horrible about where I came from.

And I guess I really hit the mark on that.

Look, I know...

I know this is hard.

But you'll get through it.

Hmm.

I'm just... still wrapping my head around,

uh, living in the Teller murder house

and Emmitt's death and the
attempt on my life and...

Well, what's left of it.

I can't do this.

Hey, wa... Yesterday, we
couldn't get rid of you,

and now you're just bolting?

Don't go there.

Walk in my shoes, and then
maybe you and I can talk.

Look, I can't even imagine...

what it's like to walk in your shoes,

but what if you had a
subject who was scared...

with a story that needed to be told,

but not much time left to tell it?

What would you tell them?

That you have to meet your past head-on.

That if you are truly
at the end of your life,

you owe it to yourself to see how it began.

That fear isn't an option.

There you go.

[Exhales sharply]

Naomi, we identified your mom.

Her name was Colleen Brady.

She was a college student at EMU

around the time Teller started his cult.

The photo from the missing-persons report

her parents filed

match the woman in your baby photo.

Now, unfortunately,

your grandparents were
cremated five years ago,

so there's no other immediate relatives.

[Sighs] So in order to get
a family history to save me,

we have to find her.

Teller's adult followers are in prison.

Is that where she ended up?

Photos from the day Teller and
his followers were arrested...

Colleen isn't with them.

The FBI made their case against Teller

because they got information
from an inside source.

You think my mom is the inside source?

And you think Teller
found out and killed her?

Well, if that's true, Teller
dumped his victims in the woods.

Colleen could be anywhere.

Well, we were gonna take a ride upstate

to see if we could get one
of Teller's followers to talk.

But then we realized Emmitt
probably already did that.

I bet those cuts on Emmitt's arms

are from the fence
surrounding the murder house.

That's how those nematodes
got into his body.

And the glowing bacteria

is the result of prolonged
exposure in the soil.

Like from excess digging.

Emmitt was looking for my mom's
remains at the murder house.

[Police radio chatter]

Why would my mom go back to
the cult after getting me out?

She could have just kept running.

Maybe she thought the only way to be free

was if Teller was behind bars.

And working with the FBI was
her best chance of doing that

and seeing you again.

Whatever happens, take comfort
knowing that your mother

risked her life to make
sure that you were safe.

[Fence rattles]

We got something.

Rosewood: There are the
orchids. Emmitt was here.

[Beeping]

There's remains down there.

If Colleen has anything genetic,

that information might help us save Naomi.

So let's get to work.

Yeah.

[Camera shutter clicking]

Rosewood: See this stain on the skull?

Mitchie: Blunt force trauma. Look at that.

That's probably how she died.

Hey, um... thanks for the extra training.

Sorry I went full-science
fanboy on you yesterday.

I-I just don't want you to think
that I'm not totally focused.

No. No need to apologize.

I love your passion and your unique prism.

You are a fan club of one.

But my prism gets me teased daily.

Yeah, I've noticed, and I can relate.

The way we see the world is
what makes us good at what we do.

And I depend on you more
than you realize, so...

don't ever lose that Mitchie prism.

So I guess we're two peas in a pod?

More like two peas, adjacent pods.

Yeah. I'm good with that.

All right, so, DNA confirms

that these remains belong to Naomi's mom.

And there's an inhomogeneity in
the density of the pelvic bone.

Bone disease. But which one?

What does the bone biopsy show?

On it already.

Your mother had bone cancer.

And like her, you have
Li-Fraumeni syndrome.

Makes you prone to tumors.

We found one in your left adrenal gland.

So that's what was causing the
bleeding and everything else?

They'll take it out

and monitor it to make sure no more appear.

Now, I know this sounds scary, Naomi,

but you're gonna be just fine.

Well, you saved my life again.

Did you use that humidifier
the night before your paralysis?

Yeah. Yeah, up until all of this
happened, I used it every night.

[Echoing] Why? Why?

I think I know how you were poisoned.

Emmitt: I was the rich
kid who had everything.

Naomi was the foster kid who
bounced from home to home.

The more we competed,

the more I realized that
Naomi is the better filmmaker.

She has this innate sense of story.

Thanks for being here.

I didn't want to watch this alone.

This is crazy.

It's just getting started.

And I had become intrigued by her.

She fights to tell everyone
else's story, but not her own.

And the more I thought about that,

the more I loved the idea
of telling the one story

Naomi was unwilling to tell

not to get back at her,
but to earn her respect,

to help her close a
chapter in her life.

Emmitt didn't get a chance
to finish his documentary.

So I decided to finish it for him.

He learned that Naomi's
mother was Colleen Brady,

and that she was a member
of John Teller's cult.

He believed Colleen was killed by John

because she betrayed him to the FBI

and that her body was buried in the woods.

Emmitt didn't just find Teller's followers,

he also tracked down everyone
that lived in the murder house.

And John Teller had a son

who went into foster care
when his dad got arrested.

And guess what... Emmitt found
him living right here in Miami.

Filled him in on Naomi and his documentary.

Hold on. We're not finished.

You couldn't punish Colleen for
sending your father to prison,

but you could take out
revenge on her daughter.

So you joined my crew, got close to me,

and almost committed
the perfect murder.

But you didn't count on
Naomi surviving, right?

Which meant you had to kill Emmitt, too,

because you knew he would
piece it all together.

So you followed him to the
murder house, you dosed him,

then you moved him back to
his house to avoid suspicion.

Dmitry, we found TTX on the water reservoir

and your prints on the outside of the tank.

Your mom ruined my life,

and I lost my dad because of her.

Give him my regards when
you see him in prison.

Good afternoon, Mom.

Hi.

Look... I know that you're here

- to meet with the potential investor, but...
- True.

But why don't you seem
surprised to see me?

I'm not because...

you are the investor.

When did you find out?!

The minute that you said that
the investor studied economics.

I mean, come on, Mom. I know you.

Well, you could have said something!

Oh, a story about a pot
and a kettle comes to mind.

I was just afraid that if I came
to you directly, you would...

You thought I'd say, "Stay in your lane."

Yes. Why didn't you?

Well, because the more
that I thought about it,

the more it made sense.

And, it's like you said,

I have to have faith that
being in business together

is not gonna affect us
being mother and son.

Where'd you even get the money
to even think about doing this?

Gerald got a settlement from the state

for wrongful imprisonment.

He...

He paid me back with interest

for the money I invested in his defense.

Now, are you sure
you want to be my partner?

'Cause you could do
anything with that money.

Son...

I can't do very much to
ease your physical pain.

And if your health,

you know, takes its toll again, then...

at least you'll know
the lab is in good hands.

So we're doing this?

Yes, we are.

[Squeals]

[Both chuckle]

[Knock on door]

Rosie!

What are you doing here?

Well, I just thought I'd stop by,

check in on you before your surgery.

You nervous?

Yesterday, I didn't think
I'd see tomorrow, so...

Well, I'm not scared of
going under the knife.

You know reading people
is one of my gifts, right?

Oh, I know, and being
unreadable is one of mine.

[Chuckles] Not today.

I figured out who your rival is.

Mm, I don't have a rival.

You do.

It's not an old classmate.

Your rival is you.

More accurately, your health.

Been going neck and neck
with it my entire life.

I just don't know how
much longer I can do it.

I'm just tired.

You're not tired.

You're David...

staring down a giant.

I need you to load that
slingshot one more time.

I mean, you've beat Goliath before.

You can do it again.

So, what are you gonna do next?

Mm. I don't know.

Make some more films.

Search for long-lost relatives.

Hmm.

[Chuckling] What?

What's this Rosie smile about?

Well, let's just say

you're not the only
one who can read people.

No.

Long-lost relatives?

[Laughs] Oh, my God!

- Hey.
- Hi!

[Laughs]

- Um, I'm Naomi.
- Woman: It's so nice to meet you.

Oh, my goodness. Thank you, guys.

[Laughter, indistinct talking]

Pleased to meet you. I
hope I don't die in surgery.

[Laughs]

[Indistinct conversations]

-
And my mom and me was driving

Rosie?!

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.

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