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I don't, uh...

I don't think I can do it.

Oh, sure you can.

It's easy.
Besides, I do all the work.

Watch.

Excuse me.
Two margaritas, please.

Cute shoes !

- Ocean Boulevard.
- The best sales.

Hey. Where're those drinks ?

Oh, so impatient. This is
my dear friend, Robert.

He and I were college roommates.
And now, he's

a big-time financier from DC working
on some big deal that's way over my head.

She's playing dumb.

Truth is, she's smarter
than any man in here.

I'd like to hear about your deal.

Really ?

I-I mean, cool. I've got some, uh,
Cristal chilling, if you want...

This should cover
anything else he orders.

Bed seven's covered. Got it.

Kim Burton.

Poor baby.
She left a beautiful corpse.

Aside from the petechiae.

Asphyxiation.

She was strangled ?

No marks.
My money's on smothering.

She put up a fight.
Couple of broken nails.

Time of death ?

No stiffness in the extremities.

She's fresh. A couple hours ago.

Okay, so that puts it at
about 3:00 or 4:00 A.M., right ?

All these sheers, and
no one saw the murder ?

It being a place like this, sex and
murder might be indistinguishable.

CSI Duquesne.

CSI Delko.

That's not going to work.

Badge must've come loose.

Check your vehicle ;
I'll still be here.

I can vouch for him.

Okay, but it's on you
if this comes back to bite me.

Eric, losing a badge is major.

Yeah, I know.

When was the last time you had it ?

Last night ; I went out.

Can you call her,
see if she found it ?

I would if I knew her name.

Look, I was... toothing. I got a hookup,
and I met a girl in a parking lot.

"Toothing" ?
Random anonymous sex ?

You going to tell me something ?

Besides "wear protection" ?

Yeah. Retrace your footsteps.

See if you can find your badge
before you get another callout.

Uh, what about the crime scene ?

Ryan's here.

All right. Thanks.

Delko get another case ?

Yeah, kind of.

According to our bartender, our victim,
uh, booked a bed around 1:00 A.M.

Dropped about five large last night.

She paid ?

And not just for herself. She bought
drinks for a bunch of people.

That's because she was working.

Did you, uh, know Kim, Miss... ?

Gabrielle Marinelli.

I've seen her out.
Um, I think she's a pro.

A prostitute ?

More like a madam.

I'm going to need your statement.

Look, I'm a teacher. I don't want to
get caught in the middle of something.

We'll be as discreet as possible.

- Thanks.
- Thanks, Tripp.

Biological ?

Salty.

- I'm not going to say anything.
- As in margarita salty.

The vic must have spilled her drink.
I don't see any other stains.

Ooh ! It's odd for a bed,
especially in a place like this.

It's a death mask.

Pillow as murder weapon.

It's quick and quiet.

The killer might have left some
epithelials on the pillowcase.

You know what...
Let's collect all the bedding.

I think we need to go
through it back at the lab.

I got a lead on Kim's, uh, business.
Turns out she works out of her house.

I'll go with you.

All right.

- Are you good ?
- Yeah.

Kim had an appointment
with a client last night.

She went to Prone.

Kim was a madam ?

Madam ? No.

Kim was a Wing Chick.

"A Wing Chick" ?

We have a business : Wing Chicks.

We're an introduction service.
We introduce men to women.

For a price. I mean,
come on, this is about sex.

That part's up to the guy.
We do the intro, and then we're out.

You see, women are more likely
to talk to a strange man

if they're introduced by a woman.

Even if the woman is a stranger, too.

So, your company
has a high success rate.

Try 100%.

We need to know who Kim
was winging for last night.

Robert Smith.

Let me check his profile.

None of these guys seem like they would
have a problem getting a date on their own.

We do have a screening process.
After all, we are vouching for them.

No shorties, fatties, baldies...

Sorry.

Mouth breathers, uglies...

Sounds like you reject
a lot of potential clients.

It's called Wing Chicks,
not Miracle Workers.

You can make a lot of
enemies that way.

- Do you know of any enemies ?
- No.

Here it is. Robert Smith.

Out-of-towner. He's staying at
the National on Collins.

"Out-of-towner" ?

Comes to South Beach
for the weekend,

gets a hotel, rental car
and calls us to meet a girl.

Can we take this with us
and make a couple of copies ?

- Long as I get it back.
- Sure.

H. You got a minute ?

Always.

Listen, I lost my badge,
or someone took it.

Are you sure ?

I've looked everywhere.
It's in the wind.

Okay, it's got to be somewhere.

Maybe this girl I met.

You think she took it, Eric ?

- It could be.
- Have you talked to her ?

I can't.

Eric, when there is a badge
in the wrong hands...

Yeah, I know. I just need a little
advice on how to handle this.

Play it straight. We file
the paperwork, we take the hit.

That means involving IAB.
I mean, that's

- guilty until proven innocent.
- Well, you've done nothing wrong.

Then how come it feels like
I'm going to slit my own throat ?

Find the girl, all right ?

Breath strip.

Extremely fragile.

I'll have to photograph it
and then scan it.

Okay, this is a priority.

They all are.

Why don't you take a seat ?

I'll have to set up the camera
without lights first,

then bracket the stops.

Just don't melt it.

Robert Smith checked out of
the National. He paid cash.

I'm thinking it's a fake name.
I'm having Tripp check into it.

Joseph, is this our case ?

Yeah, I found it
stuck to the bedding.

Harry Klugman.

Let's bring him in.

We found your fingerprint

on this mint strip at
Club Prone last night.

Must have dropped it.

Can I help you ?

It was lodged between
the sheets of a bed

with a dead woman lying in it.

Kim Burton.

Can you explain that ?

Never even heard of her, so...

Yet, we found you
in her reject pile.

Girl was a bitch, okay ?

She told me that I'd
never be a client of hers.

Too ugly.

So I got a little work done.

Went to the gym.

Got a spray tan.

Then you went to
the club to find Kim.

She didn't even recognize me.

She gave me a card.

She said that I was
a prime candidate.

Love to introduce me to girls.

Here.

I'm the same guy she
rejected six months earlier.

Wouldn't even give me
the time of day, so...

So you killed her ?

No way. I took the card, and I left.

Hey, she picked me.

She wanted me as a client.

That, that was the victory
that I wanted, okay?

You'd make a great client.

No, you're gonna have
to do better than that.

I don't think so.

I want my lawyer.

We want your DNA.

So how'd you two hook up ?

After our initial message,

she sent me a
second text message

to meet her outside the club.

We did, and we walked across
the street into the building.

Where you engaged in
sexual intercourse ?

Consensual sexual intercourse.

Nevertheless, it was outside
in a public place, right ?

It was night, and the
building was closed.

You could have been arrested
for indecent exposure.

Lose your job, your
reputation here.

Your police report states that
this woman can be contacted

or identified
through a screen name.

You don't know
who she is, do you ?

No, I don't.

Your behavior is reckless.

You're putting the
department at risk.

Look, what I did
was not a crime

and nobody got hurt.

I'm thinking there's got to be
some kind of underlying problem

for you to be putting your
career at risk this way, you know ?

I'm fine.

How long have you been engaging
in this kind of activity ?

See, if I had to guess, I'd say about
the time of Speedle's death, right ?

What ? You're gonna
make this about Speedle ?

I mean, everybody knows
you guys were tight.

His death you know

may have caused you to suffer
some feelings of abandonment.

That's a bunch of
psychobabble... crap.

You can't lose somebody you never
cared about in the first place.

Speedle lost his life.

Now you lost your badge.

So you even yet ?

I'm done with this interview.

Okay, Section 232 of our
pillowcase murder weapon.

These things take time.

I see you cut up
the murder weapon,

I get antsy.

This pillowcase's been in a club.

There's probably DNA all over it.

According to the club owner, at
1:00 a.m., the beds double in price.

At ten to, the beds get fresh linen.

That helps, I guess.

Got you a profile.

You compare that to Harry
Klugman's DNA, please.

Okay, but I can tell you
right now it's not a match.

How ?

Amylogenin says
DNA's from a female.

Then the question is:

what female would benefit
most from her death?

You've got it all wrong.

Without Kim,
there is no Wing Chicks.

I thought the two of you
were business partners.

We are, but I provide finance
and manage the paperwork.

Strictly behind the scenes.

Kim works the bars and the clients.

Does your company introduce,
uh, women to women ?

No, silly.

Women don't have any
trouble meeting women.

That's the premise
behind our whole business.

What about angry girlfriends ?

Guys with girlfriends
don't need us either.

They meet all the
women they want.

MBL.

What's that ?

Client category :
"married but looking".

You fix up married men ?

We're here to make a profit.

And break up some homes, apparently.

We don't really look
at that end of it.

Well, it may have cost
your partner her life.

Your car was parked at
the National last night.

Under the name Robert Smith.

Only it's registered
to a Butch Raleigh.

What do you want ?

How'd you get those
scratches on your face ?

Bought a new kitten for my kids.

How about that fat lip ?

It's a big kitten.

Maybe you got all scratched
up when you killed Kim Burton.

I didn't kill anyone.

Kill ?

Are you cops ?

Yes, ma'am.

What did he do ?

We're here investigating
the murder of a young woman.

She was an acquaintance
of your husband.

Acquaintance.

Is that what they
call themselves now ?

Lucy...

Found out he was
fooling around on me.

Got home late last night.

And let's just say we
came to an agreement.

You make those
scratches on his face ?

I'm not admitting anything.

All I can tell you

is Butch will cooperate
fully with your investigation.

Great. We'll start
with a DNA sample.

Whatever you need.

From you.

From me ?

What's the range
on these things ?

Uh, 30 feet. Give or take.

That's awfully narrow.

Yeah, this technology's
based on an RF protocol.

Sends out a
short-range beacon.

It's kind of like, um,

sending an instant message
to the air around you.

Wireless dating, Delko ?

I don't know why you just
don't go talk to them.

I mean, you're, like, 30 feet away.

It's not a date.

Besides, I'd rather
just cut to the chase.

You tooth all these girls ?

They answer back if
they're interested. Simple.

Seems kind of desperate to me.

Would you just help me find her ?

Yeah, uh, so, you
remember her screen name ?

"Up4anything."

"Up4anything" ?

Run it.

Oh. No dice.

She's either out of
range or her phone's off.

Screen name's all I've got.

Once you're out of
range, you're untraceable.

Not for long.

Look, if anybody
asks, I'm in the field.

"H", I got the prints
from last night's hookup.

One could be the girl.

You're gonna have to follow it.
I've got a shooting, Eric.

It's trouble ?

The suspect... flashed a badge.

- So what do we have ?
- Ed Godfrey.

Single gunshot wound.

Shooter's still at large.

And this gentleman is our witness?

Yep. Clint Roster.

Owns the vehicle.

- I'll notify the ME's office.
- Thank you, ma'am.

You got it.

Mr. Roster, can you
tell me what happened ?

My buddy and I were just talking.

Cop walks up and
starts shooting at us.

A police officer walked up to you and
your buddy and just started shooting.

I find that hard to believe.

Yeah, tell it to the dude who
shoved his badge in my face

just before he shot my buddy.

You get a badge number ?

I was too busy staring
down the barrel of his gun.

I notice that your trunk
is open, Mr. Roster.

Cop must've opened it. After.

After he just started shooting
at you and your buddy, right ?

Well, here's the
problem, Mr. Roster.

The bullet strike is inside the trunk

which means it happened
during the shooting.

So it was open. So what ?

This is what, Mr. Roster.

You see this white
powder right there ?

It's my guess that
that's cocaine.

And you were dealing.

Well, it doesn't give one of
your cops the right to rip us off.

Here's a newsflash for you.

The man who shot your friend
was not a police officer,

and you're under arrest.

Take him, please.

You killed my brother,
Raymond Caine.

And now I can prove it.

He was a degenerate.

Sir?

You wanted to see me, Horatio�?

Do you have something to tell me, Rick�?

I haven't made a determination
on Delko's case...

I'm not talking about Delko.
Bob Keaton.

- It's your brother's killer.
- Correct.

- He got life imprisonment.

Then why did I see him
on the street today�?

That's impossible.

You don't know anything about this, do you�?

No. I do not.

- But I can look into it.
- Don't bother. I'll do it.

Hey.

Look, I got six lifts I need scanned.

Rush.

Look, I heard your badge problem.

I'm not jeopardizing my job
to help you find some girl, Delko.

Listen, we think the badge could
have been used in a murder today.

Like I said...

I'll get right on it.

So,

these were at the scene of the crime�?

You could say that.

Try it again.

All right. Next.

Patti Welborn.

All right, I need an address.

- Out of luck.
- There's none listed�?

This guy hold anyone up
since the coke bust�?

No, not yet.

But the day's young.

Your doper's car give it up�?

Yeah.

The bullet from the trunk and then some.

. 357.

Same caliber that killed your vic.

You got anything else�?

Some sort of impression on the bumper.

I haven't figured it out yet.

You will. I'll take a look at this.

IBIS get us anything�?

Four hits on the. 357.

All commercial robberies.

Any suspect info�?

No. Not in custody.

I'm afraid we've hit a dead end.

My badge is being used in murders.

I got no one to blame but myself.

If it helps, this is
atypical behavior for you.

Yeah.

Stetler seems to think this has
something to do with Speedle.

That's interesting.

You know what I think about Stetler.

Lucy Raleigh, wife of
married-but-looking�?

She wasn't the one holding
a pillow over Wing Chick's face.

My money's on Noelle,
the business partner.

Not Noelle, either.

- You sure�?
- DNA's funny that way.

Find me another woman to compare it to.

Okay. Run the pillowcase
results through CODIS.

You're looking for a female�?

I know, I know. 95% of the samples in the
offender database are male. Just humor me.

- What�?
- Case from our department.

You get a CODIS hit from the pillowcase�?

It's flagged. Get out.
You can't see this.

Gabrielle Marinelli.

The schoolteacher at the bar�?

- Get out.
- Is she our murderer�?

Oh, God.

State Attorney's gonna kill me.

You put the DNA profile of a rape victim

into a criminal database�?

Six months ago.
I don't know how it happened.

Don, it was a mistake.

Complete violation of a victim's privacy.
If you use this, we're all looking at lawsuits.

The girl in question could be my killer.

She is a rape victim...

who cooperated.

She cannot be penalized
for that in any way.

Okay, then we'll find another way.

Good.

Because until you do,

Gabrielle Marinelli is untouchable.

I'm sorry.

No worries. We go forward. Okay�?

Yeah, Calleigh. Listen,
we need to reapproach

the club case and table all the
information we got from Valera.

Right. Bring everyone from
the club back in�here, please.

I already told you what I know.

We're reinterviewing all
of the witnesses from the bar.

See if anyone remembers
anything about Kim Burton that night.

You are the bartender.
You were there all night.

Somebody saw me, right�?

Yes.

She was passed out.

I thought she was passed out.
I didn't know she was dead.

Went over like I was giving her change,

I took 200 from her purse.

Did you see anyone else approach
her bed that night before you did�?

- Am I going to jail�?
- It depends.

I saw some chick climb onto the bed,
but that happens all the time.

Girls want to tell her
their broken-heart stories.

Do you see the girl out there�?

Yeah.

Yeah, the hot one next to the blonde.

Okay. Thank you.

Are you wearing the same clothes
you wore last night at the club�?

No. Why�?

We'd like to process them
regarding the murder of Kim Burton.

I told you, I hardly even know her.

We have a witness who saw
the two of you together on her bed.

They're lying.

I don't think so.

Miss Burton spilled something
on her bedspread. It was a margarita.

You have a stain on the bottom
of your purse, and I can see salt in it.

Hey, can I ask you a couple of
questions about your business�?

Sure. For a drink.

Do you care if we test it�?

Go ahead. All it proves is
I sat next to her.

Now you're changing your story.

Miss Marinelli, because we've
caught you in a lie

based on the residue on
the bottom of your purse,

we are able to pursue an
investigation into your background

and as to why you would want
to kill Kim Burton.

Are you trying to scare me�?

No, Miss.

We're giving you the opportunity to confess
to whatever might have transpired last night.

I went out,

talked to some people, and went home.

Just like I'm doing now.

Out on good behavior�?

The man killed a police officer. Well...

Just hang on a second.
You are his probation officer. I want...

I want you to explain it to me, that's all.

Okay, um, you know what�?

Could I have his place of employment�?

Right. I know where that is. Thank you.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Why do you have Ray's case file out�?

- That's his killer.
- You know, I...

I just want to make sure
that everything's in order.

- And it is, right�?
- Yeah. Everything is...

Everything's fine.

- You would tell me, right�?
- Of course I would.

- Your phone.
- What�?

Give me your phone.
I think I figured something out.

What the hell did you do to my phone�?

Uh, that's a 2.4-gigahertz antenna.

You just went from 30 feet to 5,000.

That's a mile.

That's great.

I owe you one.

"Wanna get together ?"

"R U Hearby ?"

"Where have you been ?"

"Let's hook up."

"How bout now, our spot."

Hi.

I missed you.

Who did you give my badge to ?

Listen to me.
Who did you give my badge to ?

- I've been trying to get a hold of you.
- Yeah, sure you have.

Look, I knew if I called your
department you'd get in trouble.

I'm already in trouble.
That badge was used in a murder.

What ?

Yes.

I figured you'd message me back
or something, so I kept it at home.

Then what happened to it ?

Somebody took it out of my room.

Somebody like who ?

Only one who's been there
recently is my brother.

Give me his address.

- You got squat.
- Actually, no.

A search of your apartment
recovered a gun.

Anybody could have shot that gun.

And these.

What ?

My jeans ?

You cops make me laugh.

So they're yours ?

'Course they are.
What does that prove ?

The black residue on them
matches the exhaust

from the car at the murder scene.

So ?

So the irregular pattern on the bumper--

that matches the
stitching on your jeans.

They're individually sewn,
which makes each pair unique,

one of a kind.

It's like denim DNA.

You killed Ed Godfrey.

Open the trunk.

Miami-Dade Police. Let's go.

You're under arrest for murder.

Give me back my badge.

All right, check it out
and call me back.

Hey, Tripp,

can we run an EI from your computer ?

Uh, yeah, have at it.

Actually, we want you to do it.

You got a broken arm today ?

It's a...

sticky situation.
We need to be above reproach.

All right, but I'm going to
warn you : I hunt and I peck.

I don't want anybody
breathing down my neck.

All right, we won't even
exhale until you're done.

Okay.

The individual is Gabrielle

Marinelli.

Okay, there it is.

She was a complainant in
a rape charge six months ago.

She was raped in the parking lot
across the street from the club.

Still, that doesn't explain
why she went after Kim.

It might. What's the suspect's name ?

Scott Brown.

Listen, I ran every one of
the guys in that lady's client list.

I've got a Steve Brown.

Yeah, it's the same guy.
Was he convicted ?

No,

the case was never filed.

We may have found our motive.

Kim introduced you to Scott Brown.

He was the suspect in your rape.

She told me they were old friends.

Vouched for him.

I never would have talked to him
if she hadn't introduced me.

He hired her for just that reason.

I totally let my guard down.

Started talking to him.

We left to go to another club, and...

he raped me.

I did everything right.

I called the police, went
to the hospital, did the exam.

Then the prosecutor won't file,
since we were on a date.

Guy claimed the sex was consensual.

Prosecutor said something
about it being hard to prove.

So you went back to
the club to look for Kim.

No.

I hadn't gone anywhere in
four months because of fear.

I went back to the club
so I could face my fear

and get on with my life.

And you saw Kim.

Excuse me,

two margaritas, please.

This is my dear friend Robert.

We were college roommates,
and now he's a financier from DC...

That's when I realized what she did.

"Wing Chick."

Passing off strangers as friends.

Nobody heard or saw any
arguments with Kim that night.

That's 'cause we didn't fight.

You look familiar.

Must be the margarita.

Do you even worry about the girls
you fix these guys up with ?

The only thing I worry about
is if the check clears.

What about the girl who
gets her heart broken ?

Or worse ?

Own it.

Take responsibility.

Just quit the blame game.

I can't believe I really did it.

But if I just saved one girl
from one of her dates,

maybe it was worth it.

You might not want to say that
to the State Attorney.

Oh.

Okay.

Thanks.

Valera, what's going on ?

Getting kicked out of my lab.

Relieved of duty.

What ?

You'll have to get
someone else to do your DNA.

I'm sorry I saw the vic's name.

It's okay.

I looked.

It's like that Greek thing
in the Bible where the guy looks

and turns into stone.

- Only I did.
- Greek and Bible ?

It's a pillar of salt.

Salt. Stone.

Either way...

I'm gone.

Hi.

What's with the evidence boxes ?

Review of all Valera's casework
over the last six months.

Something about DNA and ASCLAD.

- She gone for good ?
- I don't know.

I guess it depends on
what these boxes say.

We meet again, Bob.

I wasn't sure you
recognized me today.

I never forget a face.

Now, Bob, you're a cop killer.

What are you doing out on the street ?

My paperwork says I'm out on parole.

Are you working undercover, Bob ?

DEA ?

Just like your brother, Raymond.

So you didn't shoot Raymond.

I shot him.

We had to make it look good.

It was a drug deal.

Is Raymond still alive, Bob ?

Yeah.

- Look, man, I'm deep undercover.
- I didn't see you,

and you didn't see me, okay ?