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Help me!

Semper fortis.

Mom, you said if I came over
we could watch a movie!

No, I said if you finished your homework.

- Come on, it's too hard!
- I know, I know,

but I swear, you will
use it for everything.

Really. Especially if you want
to be a doctor or a lawyer.

I don't want to be either of those.

Okay. What do you want to be?

A fashion designer.

Semper fortis.

Always... something.

Oh. Must be your father.

Already?

Hey.

Hello, Todd.

- Thanks for watching her.
- Anytime.

Come on, kiddo. Let's go.

See you, Megan.

Thanks, mom.

I'm sorry about the movie.

Maybe we can do it this weekend.

I can't. I'm going to Boston
with dad and Kate.

Oh.

Well, then, um...

next weekend.

Okay.

Let me get this straight.
This tall? You're sure?

Man, she took a real beating.

Then some soulless bastard
dumps her out here.

Well, that's if she was dumped.

A guy walking his dog
came across the body

and Mr. Meth Head over there

- going through her pockets.
- What do you want me to say?!

Hey, settle down.

Liver temp and rigor puts T.O.D.

between 5:00 and 7:00 PM yesterday.

No obvious fatal trauma.

No strangulation. No stab wounds.

Ooh.

Nice compound fracture
of the tibia, though.

How hard would you have to
hit someone to do that?

Never underestimate the power of meth.

Detective Morris, good to see you.

Dr. Hunt. Nice tennis shoes. Very C.S.A.

Crime scene appropriate.

You get an I.D. on this girl yet?

No. My newfound friend dookie over
here isn't gonna...

tell us anything till he lands
back on planet earth.

Well, this looks like
it could be a handprint.

I'm thinking she and dookie
came out here to get high.

He tries to take advantage.
She fights back.

Mm. I don't think this girl
presents as a drug user.

Well, it's what's on the inside
that counts, right, doctor?

I'll let you know
what I get out of Rocket Man.

Bud was almost in a good mood.

- His wife let him back in the house.
- Ah.

What is with those shoes anyway?

I'm not wearing heels. So?

Well, that's a first.

Maybe my mind was on other things.

Lacey is going to Boston this weekend...

with Todd and Kate.

- Ah.
- He didn't even consult me.

A whole weekend with his new girlfriend,

who, by the way, just also
happens to be my...

Your boss.

Good morning, Dr. Murphy.

I understand we've got a dumped body.

We're not sure if it was dumped or not.

Great. This area's supposed
to be family friendly.

I already have the city
tourist board calling me.

And here I was,

concerned about a woman who was
beaten to death. Hmm.

- You know that for a fact?
- Not yet.

Well, until you do, I'm consulting.

Send me the X-rays
as soon as you have 'em.

Go, team.

Okay, folks, I have a brief statement.

The body of a woman
was found this morning.

We have no I.D. at this time.

Who was she, dookie?

I don't know who she is.

I already told you.

Who was she?

I don't know.

I don't know! I don't know! I don't know!

Knock it off. Knock it off. Knock it off!

You know what I think?

I think you two were getting high.

Things got out of hand.

You dragged her off the path
into those godforsaken woods.

You took her money,
and you beat her to death.

No! I told you, when I tripped

is when I first saw her body, but she
was dead already.

Is that before or after you shot up?

Jane Doe, approximately 30 years old.

No obvious cause of death.

Severe abrasions on the right side.

Compound fracture of the left tibia.

How big was the guy who did this?

If it's the guy from the scene,
about Ethan's size

with the added bonus of meth.

Uh, meth gives you superhuman strength.

It does not make you stronger.

It just makes you feel like you are.

It blocks the brain's pain receptors

so the muscles operate beyond fatigue.

And she has a tattoo

on her left wrist of four horses.

Of the apocalypse?

Four little horses,
and you go apocalypse?

Well, horses are scary,
and there's four of 'em.

Those don't look like badass,
scary horses to me.

Those are nice horses.

Horses are never nice.

If you don't mind,

there is something written
beneath the horses.

"PA-1302".

- Ah.
- Thank you.

And she has glitter on her lips. Hmm.

Presumably from her lipstick.

Are you sure she wasn't a user?

There's no evidence of xerostomia.

- Why?
- There's white powder under her nails.

Is that cocaine?

Huh. Maybe Bud was right,

and our victim and her attacker
were doing drugs together.

Or not.

Forensics found a D.N.A. match in Codis

to the bloody handprint.

We have a new suspect, sort of.

Sort of?

Zoe Brant. She's doing
four to seven years in County.

How do you kill someone

if you're already behind bars?

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Zoe Brant...

serving four to seven for nearly beating

your drug dealer to death.

But good behavior got you,
uh, horse therapy

at Grass Hill Stables two days a week.

Yeah, so?

Oh, my God. That's Bryn.

Does Bryn have a last name?

Yeah. Bryn Walker.
She started the program.

What happened to her?

You tell us. That's
your blood on her shirt.

Wait. You think I did this?
I got cut yesterday.

A horse kicked me to the ground.
Bryn helped me up.

That part of the therapy,
getting knocked to the ground?

Bryn used horses
to help us learn

how to control our emotions,
how to be more sensitive.

And what emotions do you think

made that horse
want to kick you in the head?

Uh, pain. I was
bandaging the horse's leg.

Uh, Bryn was teaching me
to be a veterinary assistant.

Wow. That's a long road.

I'm out in three months.
I've got a little girl,

and I want to be able
to take care of her.

What's your little girl's name?

None of your business.

Wow. That horse therapy's
really working for you, Zoe.

We'll be in touch.

Let's go.

So much for good behavior.
Five will get you ten that, uh,

Zoe tried to escape, Bryn got in the way.

Why would she escape?
She's out in three months.

'Cause she's a felon and a user.

You saw those track marks.

Yeah, I saw them. They were old.

It may be hard for you
to comprehend, detective,

but users do get clean.

People can change.
Bryn Walker believed that.

Maybe, but she wouldn't be
the first person

who got killed by giving
a felon a second chance.

Anything on those X-rays
to give us cause of death?

Not found yet.

These injuries are all remote.
Maybe a couple of years old.

Shattered her right ankle,
broken clavicle,

broke her arm a couple of times.

Those are riding injuries
she must have competed.

That would be an understatement.

Bryn was a champion equestrian.

She won a competition
just a few days ago.

And I think I've solved
the mystery about her tattoo.

The only family she has
was her brother, Andrew.

He died in prison.

PA-1302 was his prison I.D. number.

If you can't save the ones you love,

- save everyone else.
- What about the four horses?

- Of the apocalypse, right?
- What is it with you guys?

It's the four horsemen of the apocalypse,

not the horses.

I also got the blood tox back.

Uh, Bryn wasn't a recent user,
and she didn't O.D.

And we still don't have an I.D.

of that white powder from her nails.

There is no way this woman

met up with a meth head to get high.

Is there anything besides
the blood to implicate Zoe?

Not unless she picked Bryn up by the foot

and swung her around.

Tib-fib spiral fractures.

Usually you see this
around machinery accidents,

like if a limb gets stuck
in something and twisted.

There was no machinery
around the crime scene.

You know what?

Spiral fractures,
contusions on one side...

I think that Bryn got her foot
caught in her stirrup.

She was dragged by a horse.

A riding accident?

No, I find that hard to believe.

And why is that, Mr. Brooks?

Ms. Walker was a pro.

Did she often ride without a helmet?

Nope, but I only manage this place.

But I can tell you,

she only rode one horse, and there he is,

no worse for wear.

First class champion.

Shh. Ooh, it's okay. It's all right.

Well, I don't see any
saddle marks or sweat stains.

This horse hasn't been ridden in a while.

You know horses?

I used to ride.
My daughter has the bug now.

Really? 'Cause I...
I buy and sell on the side

if you're ever in the market.

Bryn had a tattoo with four horses.

Sure she doesn't ride any other horse?

Not that I know of.

Well, thank you very much
for your time, Mr. Brooks.

No problem.

You know, if you're ever in the market.

Did you see the way this horse
flinched when he touched him?

So?

So Zoe's right.

Horses are very sensitive to people.

One false move...

So we're still looking for
the horse Bryn fell off of.

I'll make some calls,
see if anybody in Philly

has a missing horse in their backyard.

Shh.

Hello.

Lace, hi. It's me.

What are you doing later?

The lower half of both
Bryn's lungs collapsed.

Megan hasn't sectioned them yet?

She set aside the lungs for Ethan.

Well, Ethan's not here,
and Megan's still at the stable,

so I'll do it.

Well, we still don't have C.O.D.

Hand me the scissors.

Thanks.

What?

First you're consulting,
and now you're dissecting?

Mnh-Mnh. You're never this helpful.

Todd and I are taking Lacey
to Boston for the weekend.

Oh.

Well, being helpful isn't gon' help.

Thanks.

Wait. What is that?

Mm.

- What is that?
- Mm.

Looks like some kind of undigested food.

How'd that get in her lungs?

Why are we doing this?

Megan thinks that Bryn
falling off a horse

had something to do with her death.

It would help to find some evidence

that she was actually riding one.

This is definitely not
in my job description.

You and me both, Sundance.

Hey.

I got hoofprints here.

Oh. I've got crap.

Well, keep looking.

No, seriously. I've got crap.

Okay.

Is that...

Yep. Manure.

Horse was definitely here.

We're done.

You know, horses give me the creeps.

It all goes back to my
childhood, when I was younger,

and my... my gramps wouldn't
let us watch cartoons.

We would have to watch
reruns of "Mister Ed",

you know, with his lips
and his teeth moving.

It was like a nightmare.

- Hey, Ethan.
- Huh?

I think we found our horse.

Wow. This riding vest
inflates when you fall.

Look, it's got a drawstring.
You attach it to the saddle,

and then when you fall off the horse...

I thought we were shopping for my trip.

Why would we need to shop for your trip?

- What kind of trip is this?
- A lame one.

You don't want to go?

Emily's birthday is on Saturday,
and she's having a huge party.

But instead, I get to be the third wheel

with dad and Kate.

Does your father know about this?

He doesn't care.

Maybe you could talk to him?

Maybe you could wear this vest?

Mom, I know what I'm doing on a horse.

Lacey, a woman fell off
her horse yesterday and died.

She was a very good rider,
but her foot still got caught

- in the stirrup. You're getting this vest.
- I don't see how her foot

could've gotten caught in her stirrup...

Lacey.

...because most riders I know...

use saddles with safety stirrups.

See, when you fall, the sidebar detaches,

and your foot comes out.

Hey, Ethan and I found this horse

out by the crime scene.

Bryn's name is on the saddle.

- Where's Ethan?
- Uh, therapy.

What is going on, Dr. Hunt?

Detective Morris,
this is my daughter, Lacey.

What the hell? Is this "bring
your daughter to work day"?

Watch your language. She's only 12.

I'm almost 12 1/2.

Mr. Brooks,

it appears that Bryn
rode more than one horse.

Uh, it must be one of the misfits

she used with her prisoners.

Mm. Lacey, you're up.

Whoa.

Whoa.

- It's okay.
- It's okay.

These kind of saddles
are made with safety stirrups.

See, if you fall,
and your foot gets caught,

you don't get dragged
'cause it releases...

...but this one is broken.

See, it's supposed to release like this.

Uh, maybe it got stuck in the accident.

Oh, right. Horse did it all by himself.

This isn't broken.

These scratches look like tool marks.

Someone's tampered with this stirrup.

Bryn's saddle was sabotaged.

This is, uh, Bryn's storage shed.

Well, open it.

Excuse me. Will, what are you doing?

This is police business, sir.

This is private property.

You don't go in there
without Bryn's permission.

Bryn's dead.

What?

James Savage.

He's Bryn's boyfriend.

Keep him busy for a while.

I want to see what's in that shed.

Sure.

Mr. Savage...

I'm very sorry that you
had to find out this way.

How long were you and Bryn together?

About a year.

We, uh, met at a competition.

Just moved in together.

Why didn't you call the police
when Bryn didn't come home?

She was here at the stable.

Overnight?

Yeah. There's a couch in the office.

Sometimes she would stay there
if she had to work late.

The prisoner program required
a ton of paperwork.

Did Bryn ever mention

having a fight with
one of the other prisoners?

No, why?

It seems somebody sabotaged her saddle.

Anyone else at the stable
have a problem with Bryn?

Yeah. It's that creep who works here.

Will Brooks?

Yeah. He made some passes at her.

He... he wouldn't let her alone.

- Where's my mom?
- Crap.

Don't sneak up on people with guns, kid.

Didn't your mom tell you
to wait in the car?

Didn't she tell you
to watch your language?

All right. Go do what she said.

- You do what she said.
- You do what she said.

You do what she said.

You have no idea
what that stuff is, do you?

I'll figure it out.

It's a hoof pick.

Cleans their feet.

Wow. Look at these ribbons.

Do you know what it takes

to be this kind of a champion rider?

A horse, for starters?

It's all about discipline and awareness,

of yourself and your horse.

It's a lot about communication...

when to take control and when
to ease up on the reins.

Oh, listen to you. A mini-Megan.

You don't like my mom much, do you?

Oh, I like her fine.

She's like liver. Six days
a week is a little much.

I wouldn't know.

These look all right to you?

Yeah.

Your mom's looking for you
back at the car.

Hey. You find anything out
from our friend?

Well, it seems that Will Brooks
may have wanted

a little bit more than just
the keys to Bryn's shed,

if you know what I mean.

I don't get it.

Uh... ask your mom.

- Yeah.
- I don't mean sex.

I mean, how does an expert rider

fall off her horse?

I understand you have Bryn's file.

Yeah. I... I might have
a lead on her C.O.D.

I found a piece of broccoli
in her right lung

that was macerated with stomach juices.

- You did?
- Yes, I know. Sorry.

It's your body,
but you were at the stable,

- and Ethan was not here.
- Why are you taking Lacey to Boston?

I am not taking her anywhere. Todd is.

With you.

Megan, I'm not trying to replace you.

Could I have the file, please?

- So I just won't go, then.
- Yes, you will.

- Megan...
- Her heart is normal.

Blood work, too.

So how did the contents of her
stomach end up in her lungs?

A blow to the abdomen?
Maybe the fall off the horse?

Yes, but what made her
fall off the horse...

and cause food to get in her lungs

and both lower lobes to collapse?

It has to be a drug.

But you said yourself,
her blood work was normal.

Tox screens don't catch everything.

If there is...

an injection site,

it would have to be in the abraded area.

Otherwise, we would've found it earlier.

Maybe someplace where she didn't feel it.

The soft tissue. Her hip.

There is a bump here.

There has to be an entry point.

Mm-hmm.

Hmm.

Todd.

You took Lacey to a crime scene?

I think he's here to see me.

I'm sorry. I'm... I'm...
just... just give me one minute.

Yeah. I'll take the sample to the lab.

Okay, I'll...

Lacey calls me talking about...
about sabotaged saddles

and... and dead horse riders.

Where is she, by the way?

In my office doing homework.

Any killers in there?

At least I'm not
taking her away for the weekend

with my new girlfriend.

Why are you doing that?

She has heart set on going to that party.

Yeah, that party is being chaperoned

by Emily's brother, by the way. He's 17.

Which I would've known if I had
any say in my daughter's life.

You gave that up five years ago.

I didn't give up being her mother.

Why don't you just let her
stay with me this weekend?

No. No way. I'm taking her home, Megs.

Uh, results on the powder
under Bryn's fingernails...

traces of oat bran and sugar
and phenylbutazone,

also known as...

Bute. It's a... a horse pain reliever.

It's...

It, um...

it sounds like she put it

in some kind of mash to feed the horse.

Uh, that's not all.

You know, uh, that jumping competition

she won a few days ago?

A horse was disqualified

for having too much bute in its system.

Whose horse?

The boyfriend... James Savage.

You think that she buted his horse

to get him disqualified?

Well, maybe Bryn's not
as squeaky clean as we thought.

You and Bryn were rivals.

See, I didn't know that, uh,
horseback riding was

the only olympic competition

where men and women competed equally.

And she has been kicking your ass.

You've come in second ten times
in the last two years to her...

The Privvy Invitational,
Grosspoint Grand,

East Coast Summit.

She drugs your horse.
You get disqualified.

She ends up dead.

I didn't kill Bryn. That is absurd.

Detective, do you know
why you're only allowed

to give a small amount of bute
for a competition?

No, doctor. Why?

Because if it needs bute,
that means it's injured.

And making a horse compete like that

would be inhumane.

Mr. Savage, we both know
Bryn was not the kind of person

to bute a horse before a competition.

Bute is administered orally.

If it gets on your hands,
it can cause skin irritation.

You buted your own horse, didn't you?

The only thing I ever put
on my horse during competition

was coat shine.

I make it myself, and it's legal.

Let's see. Show me your hands.

- Why?
- I'm gonna test you for bute.

- Don't you need a warrant?
- Sure.

And when we get one,
we'll have one for your trailer

and your car, your house, your computer.

Anything on there
you don't want us to find?

Okay. I buted my own horse.

We're all looking for an edge.

But I didn't kill Bryn.

What I don't get is if Pagliacci here

buted his own horse,
then why is it on Bryn's hand?

Did you find any in the shed?

No. Then again,
why don't you ask your daughter?

She's like you. She's a know-it-all, too.

She should've stayed in the car.

I think she just misses you.

Why?

What?

Did she say something?

Look, I... I don't know kids. I just...

She seems like she wants to spend
more time with you.

I told her she was nuts.

What is it?

Preliminary lab report.

Bryn was injected with
succinylcholine bromide.

A little slower please.

It's a paralytic that vets use
to put horses down.

Ah. Now we're back to Zoe.

She was training to be
a veterinary's assistant.

To provide for her daughter.

I'll send some guys
out to the stables

and see if there's a veterinary
kit with some missing, uh...

Succinylcholine bromide.

Why would she kill Bryn?
She was trying to help Zoe.

Why? Look at your own evidence.

The drug, the blood on Bryn's shirt,

access to the saddle...

all roads lead to Zoe.

You're the one who's always
talking about the body as proof.

What is it telling you?

Asphyxiation by succinylcholine.

That's what killed Bryn.

There's a vial missing,

and your fingerprints
are all over that box.

Outgoing phone records
from the stable office.

Somebody was calling your family.

Bryn caught you using
the phone, didn't she?

Threatened to take away your privileges,

- bounce you out of the program...
- That's not what happened.

A guard saw you arguing
with Bryn outside the office

an hour before she was killed.

We were arguing because I wanted
her to stop calling my mother.

- Bryn was making those calls?
- Yeah.

She was trying to convince
my mom to let my kid see me.

Why would that make you angry?

My mom gave up on me a long time ago.

I appreciate what Bryn was trying to do,

but you can't convince someone
you've changed

if they don't want to believe it.

Why are your fingerprints on the box?

Bryn asked me to put that box
back in the cabinet.

She'd just stopped someone from
trying to put a horse down.

- Who?
- I don't know.

Some guy who doesn't like horses.

She, uh, she wouldn't say anymore.

Uh-huh. And this, uh, this
horse, what did it look like?

I don't know. It was a white one.

It, uh, it was new to the stable,

had an injured front leg.

You're sure the horse was white?

Yeah.

Excuse me, detective.

Uh, I'm Zoe Brant's mother.

You wanted to speak to me.

Oh, yes. Thanks for coming in.

Uh... who is this?

This is Zoe's daughter, Laila.

- Hi.
- Hi.

That's pretty.

No, sweetie. Um, Laila,
come... come by grandma.

Thank you.

Um... Mrs. Brant, have you
ever talked to a woman

named Bryn Walker?

What were you eating?

Man, this is weird.

It looks like the horse digested

some kind of metallic substance.

What is that smell?

Well, I just spent an hour
with the white horse

trying to figure out why
someone would want to kill him.

And, uh, I'm now knee-deep in horse poop.

Maybe it's the horse poop.

Did you find anything apart
from metal in his...

Yeah, he was sick with colic.

And I found bute in his whiskers
mixed in with oat bran...

Oat bran and sugar.

Yes.

So Bryn was taking care of a sick horse.

But that doesn't explain

why she was riding a horse
she didn't own.

Those are the horse's veterinary files.

I found a brand on the horse
and then tracked down the owner.

- Any connection to Bryn?
- Mm-hmm. Will Brooks.

The guy bought the horse from him,

and then returned it because
it didn't perform well.

This horse was supposed to compete?

Mm-hmm.

You were a little, um,
hard on Megan yesterday,

don't you think?

Yeah. Sorry to get you
involved in all that.

You kinda crossed that line

when you invited Lacey
to spend the weekend with us.

See, you didn't know the old Megan, okay?

She wasn't always this attentive.

- So she's changed.
- Yeah.

Maybe she deserves a break.

Whose side are you on?

Ours. Listen...

we are great together.

True.

But this isn't about us.

I think maybe you invited
Lacey for the weekend

because... you're afraid of letting go.

No, no. Uh, you don't understand.

My parents were divorced.

I know what it's like
to be stuck in the middle.

Sorry.

Just make sure this is about Lacey

and not... about your own stuff.

Okay? I gotta go. Thanks.

Yeah.

Bryn told Zoe

that she stopped somebody
from putting down a horse.

So maybe that led to putting down Bryn?

We figure out what's wrong
with that horse,

maybe we can isolate Bryn's killer.

Well, I mean, I'm no veterinarian,

but just looking at these
X-rays, I can tell you,

he's got arthritis, splints,
deterioration of the skeleton.

I mean, this is an old horse.

Will Brooks sold it as a show horse.

I mean, why would he think
it could compete?

Sell ice to eskimos. Check out the teeth.

It looks like somebody filed them down

and filled them with something.

So that's why the horse flinched.

Will must have had
silver nitrate on his hands.

Come again?

It's called bishoping.

It's this horrible process

where they use silver nitrate
to alter the shape of the teeth

to make the horse look younger.

And then sell it at a higher price.

So maybe Bryn discovered that
Brooks was bishoping horses.

And then he killed Bryn to shut her up.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

What are you searching
through my stuff for?

I thought a prisoner killed Bryn.

Yeah, well, she wasn't bishoping horses,
was she? Keep an eye on him.

Horses freak me out,

but I feel for them, knowing
guys like that exist.

Hey, I got something.

Huh?

Succinylcholine, empty.

Well, Wilbur,

we just need to find the syringe.

You feel better now you got that out?

Oh, yeah.

Much better.

Bryn was planning on
going to the authorities.

That's why you sabotaged her saddle

and shot her full of that drug.

I didn't kill Bryn, okay? We had a deal.

What deal?

She caught me. Okay.

I promised to stop bishoping
horses if she kept quiet,

and in return, I would give

all the old horses
to her therapy program.

You would just give her all the horses?

- That, or I could sell 'em for dog food.
- Wow. You really are

- a poster child for animal rights.
- I kept my end.

I stayed out all night helping
her with the damn horse.

- Helping her how?
- It had colic,

so you have to keep it moving.

You have to keep walking it.

And the last time I saw this,
it was in Bryn's hand.

Come on. I swear to you.

Somebody set me up.

I'll hold him on animal cruelty,

but for the murder, I need
confirmation on the drug.

We'll get it to the lab right now.

Any chance that Zoe set Will up?

I don't think so. I talked to Zoe's mother.

It was Bryn calling her
from the stable office, not Zoe.

Why?

Well, Bryn wanted Zoe to see her daughter

so they could connect before she got out.

And the mother was against that?

You can't convince somebody
you've changed

if they don't want to believe you.

- Zoe said that.
- And her mother didn't buy it.

She's on the fence.

What do you think, detective?

"4 horses... 8.9 million results"?

I gotta go. Yeah.

My God.

Megan.

Oh. Who are you here to see?

Uh, you.

- Mm.
- Can you hang on?

This will just take a second, all right?

What?

I thought about it,

and... I think

Lacey should stay with you this weekend.

Okay. Great.

Because I've been doing
some thinking, too,

and I want to be
more involved in her life.

From now on, I want her
every other weekend.

Wow.

I extend an olive branch,
you want the whole tree.

- I think Lacey would want me to...
- Megan.

No, Megan, Megan...

- Hold that thought.
- Yeah, sure. I'll do that.

Hello.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, I'll tell him.

Oh, no, no. Do not look at me like that.

- Same old Megan.
- No, I'm not.

What I am is done
trying to prove myself to you.

And that was Lacey.
You're late to pick her up.

What? I can't...

I gotta go. I... I will talk to you later.

I gotta... wow.

Todd was just here.

He had to leave to pick up Lacey,

otherwise I'm sure he would've
come by to say hello.

It's fine, Megan.

He doesn't have to see me
every time he comes to see you.

That's very adult of you.

Well, I don't imagine I'm
gonna lose him to you, am I?

No, he's all yours.

I don't know if I'd go that far.

Well, at least for the weekend.

Lacey's staying with me.

Oh, I'm glad to hear it.

Listen, I know Todd.

I know, this kind of decision,

he didn't get there without
someone kicking him in the...

So...

you're actually here to thank me?

What I'm trying to say is...

That you're sorry...?

There may have been times

when I took my anger at Todd out on you,

and...

I'm really bad at this.

Oh, for God sake. Just say it.

Okay. I'm sorry and thank you.

Now see? Was it that hard?

Yes, Curtis.

We've got a problem.

I checked the amount of succinylcholine

left in the syringe Ethan found.

Is this right?

She didn't get enough to kill her.

There was enough succinylcholine
in Bryn's system

to paralyze her,
but not enough to kill her.

She was still alive lying in that ravine?

That's cold.

So what stopped her breathing?

I assumed the manure at the crime scene

came from the white horse,

so I ran his D.N.A. against it
to double-check.

It wasn't a match.

Ethan, we're trying to solve a murder.

Go take your 4-H project somewhere else.

Don't you get it?

The manure wasn't from the horse
that Bryn was riding, Sherlock.

So someone else rode a different horse

out to the crime scene.

Yes, and he ate something shiny.

Glitter.

Somehow he ingested it.

Why would a horse eat glitter?

He wouldn't.

We found glitter on Bryn at autopsy.

Traces of it on her lips.

So she ate it, too?

No, she didn't eat anything.

She inhaled it.

The glitter was on the killer's hands

that's what made her stop breathing.

He suffocated her.

Why would a horseback rider
have glitter on his hands?

To win.

Hey there.

Hi.

Could you get off the horse,
please, Mr. Savage?

Off the horse, please.

Hi.

You give your horse
every advantage, don't you?

Numb its pain with drugs,

coat shine on his nose
to make it all shiny.

We found it in Bryn's eyes and nose.

Your own special brand, remember?

You forgot it was on your glove
when you suffocated her.

That's crazy. Why would I do that?

Jealousy.

I saw the phone records
from the stable office

the night before Bryn died.

You called there repeatedly.
You thought she was with Will.

You were right.

Making all those times that
she beat you in competition

feel that much worse.

Some men just can't handle that.

But her betrayal gave you the perfect way

to get rid of her... pin it on Will.

You sabotaged her saddle, sent her off

on her afternoon ride
paralyzed with succinylcholine,

and then let her horse do the rest.

You put the evidence in Will's shed,

Will takes the fall,

and then you start winning
blue ribbons instead of red.

What happened, James... the horse reared,

you didn't get the needle in far enough?

You screwed up. That's why
you went out there.

You knew there was a chance
she would survive.

You had to go out there
to finish her off yourself.

Her punishment for being better
than you will ever be.

Better?

So... she cheats on me
with some trailer-park loser,

and you think that she's better than me?

Oh, well, you showed her, didn't you?

The thing is, James,

she didn't cheat on you.

Yeah, she was with Will,

saving a horse's life.

You're under arrest
for the murder of Bryn Walker.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used
in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford an attorney,

an attorney will be provided for you.

Do you understand these rights?

Some former prisoners
took up a collection.

They're planning a memorial for Bryn.

So she does have a family after all.

Any word from Todd?

Yeah.

He's agreed to let me have Lacey

every other weekend.

We're telling her tonight.

Be careful what you wish for, huh?

I, um, found the four horses, by the way.

It's a discourse by the Buddha.

The Buddha?

Uh-huh.

Um... the excellent horse

moves before the whip touches its back.

The good horse runs
at the lightest touch.

The poor horse doesn't move
until he feels pain.

And then there's the very bad horse.

He doesn't move until
the whip penetrates his marrow.

My car accident...

was my whip.

It broke me.

And it...

brought me back to Lacey.

What if I screw up again?

You won't.

You won't.

We caught Bryn Walker's killer.

And her program's gonna continue,

so you'll have a job when you get out.

I appreciate that.

There's one other thing.

Oh, my God.

Hi, baby.

Mommy.

You're so beautiful.

So, uh, your mother and I were talking,

and... and we were wondering...

if you wanted to stay
with her more often.

But it... it's no pressure.
If... if... if...

- Yeah.
- If you don't want to, that's okay, too.

Yeah.

No, no, I... I would like to.

Okay.

Okay, good. We'll come up
with some kind of schedule.

All right? Something you can count on.

Maybe every other weekend to start, okay?

Does that mean I can stay
with mom this weekend?

Yeah, it... sure.

And can I go to the party?

How about...

you and I go see a movie together?

It's a pretty good compromise.

Yeah. Yeah, I'll... I'll check online.

I'll see what the showtimes are.

Nice save.

I'm learning.

Oh.

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