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Previously on "Rosewood"...

Thank you for not giving
up on me weeks ago.

You two must have had a really
good laugh at my expense.

Okay, Villa, you know I would never, ever

do anything to hurt you like that.

I'm the idiot that let
some death-obsessed,

self-absorbed child worm
his way into my life.

My bad.

I think it's safe to say

that our relationship
has just run its course.

This better be good, Villa.

I need a solid eight to
keep this looking sharp.

I couldn't even dress myself.

I'm sorry, Cap, but this is
a bit of a tricky situation.

No, trying to play paddle
ball three sheets to the wind

is a tricky situation.

This is horrible.

I'm standing in front of a
rest stop at the crack of dawn.

The germs have germs in places like this.

Again, I apologize,

but we didn't want to tell
you this over the phone.

Wait.

The hell's going on?

You already said you're sorry

more times in the last two minutes

than you have in the last two months.

Who is it?

Who's under that sheet?

I know you're upset, but listen.

The only way we're gonna get through this

is if, you know, we do this together,

because right now,

this mess is so big, so deep,

and so tall, we can't pick it up.

There's no way at all.

That's Dr. Seuss. Are you smiling?

Hope you're smiling,

because that was my intention
was for you to smile,

so... Okay, all right.

Give me a call, okay?

- Hey. Hey.
- Hey, buddy. What's going on?

What's up?

I know you get a little bit prickly

when I "overspend" on new toys for the lab,

and I will totally admit...

have I had misses? Yes, I have.

The cotton candy machine.

I don't want to talk about it,

but this one, I promise
you, it's really undeniable.

- Okay.
- All right, what's the problem?

Kat's not calling you back still?

No, this is my new cooking app.

Palate pal.

Oh.

Yeah, you know, thinking
about doing a little

spinach, artichoke,
mushroom lasagna tonight.

Okay, so, you don't want to tell us.

That's cool. Baby, hit it.

Okay, so this is a new
state-of-the-art 3D printer.

Do you see it?

It works with A.B.S. plastic,
nylon, titanium, steel, and wax.

So, I'm gonna give you a minute

to let all that excellence
really, really sink in.

Has it sunk?

Excuse me.

Rare Captain Hornstock drop by.

Color me intrigued.

There's a body in
transit. It's my ex-wife.

- No. Caitlin?
- No.

Oh, no. Roseann.

No, it's Janice.

She's dead. Someone killed her.

Wow. Okay. Sorry to hear that.

Look, you know I left my marriage

with nothing but thrombosis, night terrors,

and a touch of the IBS.

But this is Janice
we're talking about here.

I used to be in love with this woman.

Cared for her. She for me.

Now, Rosie, I need to know who did this.

Look, Cap, I'll be happy to help you, okay,

but isn't this gonna get messy with...

with you being the lead
on the investigation?

Let me worry about that garbage.

I'm gonna need you and Villa on this 24/7.

I can't have Max's overworked
little digits involved in this.

This is too important to me.

Ok, look, um...

The whole Villa thing's
also kind of tricky.

What?

Is there something going on?

Nah.

You got my back here or what?

Yeah, got your back.

I figured an in-person
move might be better.

My little friend here is a bamboo palm.

She's a natural deterrent
to certain toxins.

Water and love is all she needs.

I was ignoring your messages

until this morning when I
finally listened to all six.

I loved Dr. Seuss.

Reminds me of being a kid, you know?

Yeah, I'm right there with you. I love him.

Now you come in here with this plant,

and I just have to keep it well watered

- and all the toxins will just disappear.
- Exactly. Yeah.

Thank you. I'll keep it close by.

Good.

Villa, wait. Hold on, Villa.

For all the times

you haven't listened to
me, Rosie, listen now.

Don't follow me.

Sure, but you have to make this
workable in the next 10 to 15.

What? Why are you here?

Hornstock wants me
working his ex-wife's case.

Cap.

What the hell?

Can't you see I'm trying
to get centered here?

I don't understand why

we have to farm this case out to Rosewood.

Max is an incredibly capable M.E.

Max is incredibly capable
of staying out of this one.

I need the best. Rosie's in. Period.

You don't know him like I do.

What are you revealing to me here?

That you guys did the thing with the thing?

The what with the thing?

Horizontal refreshment, slap and tickle.

Two people sans clothing?

Cap, no. Absolutely 100% no.

Listen, I'll work with
anyone else on this case.

Anyone.

Oh, look who's asking for a partner.

Looks like the therapy's
finally paying off.

Therapy is not paying off.

Villa, I got a dead
ex-wife lying on a table.

In 45 seconds,

Internal Affairs is gonna come in here

and take over this case.

It's every cop's worst nightmare come true.

So you and Rosie are gonna
have to figure out what's broken

in your relationship and keep it together

until Janice's ashes are
spread on the Vegas Strip.

Comprende?

Cap, just do me a solid.

Captain Hornstock.

I'm Agent Foito with Internal Affairs.

Can we speak for a moment?

Do we understand each other, Detective?

Captain Hornstock,

I know how traumatic this must be for you.

I just need a few minutes of
your time to ask some questions.

Of course.

Proper procedure. Fire when ready.

I was hoping we could
take a trip to my office

to cross the "T's," dot the "I's."

Proper procedure.

There's no way I'm letting you

parade me through I.A.D.
like I'm some kind of schmo

when I can tell you
whatever you want right now.

You want to talk to me?

I got a room in my own house down the hall.

I wish I had something to tell you.

But the truth is, uh,

Janice hadn't talked to me in a long time.

You know, I mean, we had a peaceful split,

but she was two wives ago.

And where were you on Saturday

between 8:00 A.M. and 10:00 P.M.?

I was enjoying your typical married weekend

running from place to place
like I'm somebody's jerk.

You know, seven offspring

keep me moving every free moment I got.

I love the little sons of bitches,

even Rico, my youngest.

Okay, is this gonna be weird

or are we cool if we
just keep to our sides?

Totally cool.

By all means, come right
into my personal space.

Maybe we can snuggle
up next to the speaker.

Okay, okay.

I guess we'll go with the
"keep it to the sides" plan.

Yeah.

It's a little-known fact that
relationships are healthiest

when friends engage in
disagreements on a regular basis.

So, actually, this is great for our...

Do not say "future."

Okay, but at least hear my side
of the Kat story before you...

Watching this TV show
about weird obsessions.

You seen it?

Blew my mind.

Anyway, I went to bed around 8:00.

I like to wake up early
every Sunday morning

and go fishing.

You know, keeps me calm.

There's just something about the water

hitting the side of the boat.

It's hypnotic.

You fish?

Let me take a wild guess.

You want to run my gun for ballistics,

see if it matches the bullet
found at the crime scene.

Look. Are you ready to talk?

He's lying.

Okay, so you gonna tell me more

or you just gonna go
out on the mystery tip?

Two seconds before that
agent walked into his office,

Hornstock's stress level
was through the roof.

Then he's in there talking
about fishing and watching TV.

Ira Hornstock doesn't do small talk.

So, that's it?

You're gonna throw the man under the bus

because he has an airtight
alibi that you don't like?

I know that man better than anyone.

His story was rehearsed,

and you only plan what you're gonna say

if you're hiding something.

Okay, I'm gonna tell you what I think,

and I'm gonna warn you, it's
not gonna go down smooth.

You're projecting your
feelings about me onto him,

and that type of attitude's
gonna put him away for life.

Oh, why do you always do that?

Everything I say,

you have to believe the opposite.

It's like a sickness.

Well, that's why they
call me Rosie half-full.

Nobody calls you that.

They should.

What do you think happened to her?

Hmm. She was shot point blank.

Thank you. I meant in her life.

You know, I always think

about who the person was
before they ended up here.

Like, who did she like,
what foods did she eat?

Okay, I'm gonna guess
that she liked pancakes,

a little Al Green, and scrapbooking.

Well, if I had to guess,

I'd say she's horrible at making pancakes,

she probably sang badly to Al Green,

and her scrapbooking caused
Hornstock to kill her.

That was dark.

It's probably what Internal
Affairs is thinking,

so it's up to us to use
science to prove otherwise.

Why is it always the
spouse in these situations?

Something about that piece
of paper that ruins things.

Hey, you know me and your sister
are getting married, right?

Yeah, and that you're officiating.

Could you leave that little
gem out of your speech?

I offered to do it, and I still will

if it'll keep your brother's crazy at bay.

Okay, come on. I'm not
talking about you guys.

You guys are an amazing pair.

Like treble and bass, brie and chardonnay.

Stop talking.

I can barely hear you inside
of that hole you just dug.

I'm just saying

not everyone hits the
lottery like Mom and Dad.

Married since college, still
having weekly date nights.

And then you guys
will eventually be holding hands

in an old age home.

Everyone walks
their own path, son.

You should know that
better than anyone.

Trust me, I do.

I know where
this is coming from.

Someone is still stinging
from their lover's spat.

Have you called Kat
to try to work this out?

Uh, try six times.

I liked her.
Didn't you like her?

- Right?
- Excuse me. Excuse me, hello, everyone.

I'm still here. I can hear
everything you're saying.

And yes, we have spoken.
I sent her flowers.

But for the record, I
didn't do anything wrong.

It's just a messy coincidence. That's it.

So, if it's okay with you guys,

maybe we can show Janice here some respect

and start on her exam.

Yes.

Great. Okay, X-ray the cranium.

Measure and image the
target injuries, please.

Let me guess, Mom. Guys with badges?

Cheap suits, well groomed.

Ladies, that's Internal Affairs.

They've come to take this body.

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Photograph the body, grab peripheral blood,

grab urine for toxicology,
X-ray for projectiles.

I want the full menu.

Mom, can you please let
these fine gentlemen in

and throw them the great
Aunt Alice treatment?

May she rest.

Come on in.

I'm Agent Foito. This is Malcute.

Dr. Rosewood will be right up.

Would you gentlemen like something to eat?

Let's go, ladies. Let's go.

Lemon ginseng.

Keeps the brain on point
and the body nice and warm.

As my sweet Aunt Alice used
to say... rest her soul...

an empty stomach yields no fruit.

Uh, what does that mean?

It means that you are just
going to sit here and enjoy it.

Uh, you're very kind,

but, uh, we're in a bit of a rush.

I need Dr. Rosewood to
sign these transfer papers

and for someone to let
the county examiners in

to take possession of the body.

Oh, I can sign these. I'm
the office administrator.

Oh, dear. I need a pen, though.

Um...

Um...

Here you go.

Thank you.

We need to finish this right now. Let's go.

All done. Thank you.

I notice you are not wearing a ring.

Now, I don't mean to be presumptuous,

but if you're open to the idea,

my dental hygienist is a lovely girl.

I'm actually okay,

but, uh, thank you for thinking of me.

Is everything all right down there?

Yes. Fantastic. Sorry.

It's a heavy door. I'm a tiny lady.

I'm gonna head down and make sure

that everything is happening
the way it's supposed to.

Oh, I do apologize for Dr. Rosewood,

but I do know that he's just
taking extra-special care

in prepping that body for transport.

I learned from the best, Mom.

Please forgive my mother.
She's a consummate host.

So, I assume you gentlemen have a warrant?

Okay. She's all yours.

Think I'm gonna go back to my old ways.

Maybe I don't live as
long, but I live happy.

I'm in love with my vices.

In... love with them.

Do I got to guess why you're
looking at me that way?

Or maybe you could just use words.

I watched you in that interrogation.

I know you,

and I know you weren't
telling I.A.D. the truth.

I'm worried.

I know you would never do
anything to harm Janice,

but you're hiding something.

If I seemed off, maybe it's because

the woman I used to love is
lying dead in a bag right now.

It's a lot for a guy to take in.

Cap, look, you can trust me. You know that.

And I've been doing some digging
into Janice's personal affairs,

and she's clean... no enemies, no nothing.

So, please, I want to help you,

but you have to tell me
what's going on, okay?

Don't keep me in the dark on this.

Hornstock.

Hey, Cap. Internal Affairs took the body.

But don't worry. We got what we needed.

Hey, can I talk to Villa?

Feldheim told me she's in your office.

It's Rosewood.

Anything he wants to say to me,

he can put into an e-mail
and send to someone else.

Did you hear that?

Just tell her the thing that we
talked about... I think she was right.

He said you were right about
that thing about the thing.

Okay, just tell him that...

Do I look like your secretary?

What?

Cap's alibi... you were right, okay?

So I'm gonna swing by, pick you up,

we're gonna check out a new lead.

We can do a drive-and-patch on the way.

Patch things up while we drive?

No, thank you. What's the address?

Fine.

Tox screens are done on Janice.

Let me guess... antihistamine
was in her system.

That is the best guess I've ever heard,

because that is exactly right.

Why do you even need us? Don't answer that.

I will.

We make sure he doesn't make
a mess of this lab or his life.

Pipp, is there something
that you want to say to me?

Yeah.

You're talking about doing
drive-and-patches with Villa

when you should be doing a
kneel-and-grovel with Kat.

Mnh, no, no. Kat and I are fine.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

I've barely heard you
mention the woman's name

since she mysteriously ended things.

And come on. Flowers?

You could put in more effort than that.

Like I told Mom, we're in a good place.

Okay. Let's say I buy that.

Why don't you just tell
me what you did to Villa?

Because you don't just patch over nothing.

Well, it's a long story...

one that I really don't have
the time to tell you right now

since I'm already late

saving the captain from
a lifetime behind bars.

With Villa?

Oh, that's a with-Villa look.

Okay, so go get back in her good graces,

'cause she gets us work.

Okay. Wow. Really, huh? Really?

This is a prime spot.

You know how many people I had to fend off

to keep this spot free for you?

None?

Ah, it's the spirit of
the gesture that counts.

Now, come on now.

You know last night you were
dreaming about a spot like that.

So now I know Kat told
you about the dream I had.

Very nice.

Wait. What do you mean?

You had... you had a dream about me?

Well, that's no big deal.

It's normal to dream
about people you work with,

even though it's never happened to me.

I mean, I hear it's normal-ish.

Hey, there was this one time, right?

So I'm running on the beach,
I'm running towards myself,

and I jump into my own arms.

- What do you think that means?
- Can we please move on?

You said I was right about Cap's alibi. So?

So I found a mixture of
sand, polymer oils, plastics,

and a little bit of equus ferus caballus

on the bottom of Janice's shoe...

horse manure.

During the interrogation,

Cap never once mentioned
coming to the track.

He's here on the third
Saturday of every month.

That's the day that Janice died,

for those of you keeping score.

Guy can't help himself.
He's a walking vice.

Just because he was here
doesn't mean she was.

That's true, but Pippy also found

antihistamine in Janice's system.

Back when they were married,

she used to make him place bets here

because she was allergic to horses.

Had to be something pretty important

to get her to come here that day.

Mm, thank you for
the show-and-tell,

but I'm gonna handle the
actual police work myself.

Is the track always this crowded?

It is on Saturdays.

How the hell are we gonna find him?

Try box 113.

Trust me.

How the hell did you know that?

Two years ago on Christmas Eve,

Hornstock called me looking for a ride.

He had been imbibing.

When I showed up, I had to watch the man

lose every race he put his money on

for three straight hours.

Ouch.

You two alone on Christmas
Eve? That's depressing.

Is it?

Because from where I'm standing,
I was there for a friend.

And no matter what
happens, I always will be,

'cause that's how I operate.

You have no idea what friends are for.

Villa, can I talk to you for a sec, please?

Villa.

- Can I please talk to you?
- Okay.

Come on.

Listen, we have to talk this out.

Now, if you want to wait
until this case is over with,

I can roll with that.

You make the rules on this one, all right?

But this, right now, what we're doing

is... is like a virus,

and it's eating away

at what was once a healthy,
fruitful relationship.

So, now, what do you want to do?

Rosie, whatever it is you want
to say about our situation,

write it down, and we'll
talk when the case is over.

Fine.

That's Janice.

- What is he saying?
- He's saying that,

"how could you come to my
favorite place like this?"

How could you tell with...

Wow. You read lips, too?

Well, these babies
aren't gonna last forever,

so I got to be ready.

Now he's saying something about
the horse running Janice over.

No, I mean... no, he's saying... I can't...

I mean, he's talking so
fast, I can't even really...

I'm gonna need that tape.

Damn you.

Big Teddy Roosevelt...

ass-kicking police commissioner,
anti-corruption crusader,

ornithologist.

Lost a lot before he won.

I can relate.

Although, this is shaping up
to be a pretty big loss for me.

This is the part where you
say, "Ira, you're crazy.

Rosie's got this under control."

We went out to the track.

I knew you guys would find
out about that eventually,

but you got to believe
me... nothing happened.

Yeah, well, unfortunately,

it's up to I.A.D. to decide that now.

Villa turned over the tape to them.

Good girl.

Did you not just hear what I said?

They have evidence

that you were with your ex-wife
on the day that she died.

Villa is only following
the code I taught her, okay?

I would have done the same thing.

And Janice... she was always
showing up, asking for money.

Usually, I could brush
her off with a phone call,

but his time, she was relentless.

And you got to understand.

I would rather kill her than
give her my hard-earned...

That's not what I meant.

So you never saw her at all
after she left that track?

No. I swear. I never mentioned it

because I figured if I mentioned the fight,

I.A.D. wouldn't be looking
for the real killer.

And I was hoping, with your expertise,

we would've had this figured out already.

Captain Ira Hornstock,

you're under arrest for the
murder of Janice Notarelly.

Guys, I can explain the video.

- We're beyond that video.
- Way beyond.

Ballistics came back on your weapon.

The bullet that killed your
ex-wife came from your gun.

Are you sure this printed right?

I'd bet $9,425 plus free
shipping that it did.

Tell me that's not how
much this thing costs.

Okay, I won't tell you that's
how much this thing costs.

Now, see, this wound is wrong.

Look at the right parietal bone.

Calipers?

See?

The entrance wound is .38 inches wide.

Internal Affairs said she was
killed with Hornstock's .45.

It doesn't add up.

Call your little printer buddies,

and tell them get this thing out of here.

Taking up valuable workspace.

First of all, I moved a stack

of Omni magazines from the
'80s to make room for it,

and, second, the machine isn't wrong.

If we had the real skull here
for comparison, you'd see that.

You know she's right,
Rosie. My baby doesn't lie.

It's true. I mean, sometimes it's a curse.

But in this case, it's my gift to you.

I guess we're gonna have to massage our way

into the county M.E.'s office.

Why? Are you feeling too
cool to ask Max to let us in?

No, I don't want to involve him

with Internal Affairs
sniffing around like that.

It'll ruin his reputation.

He lives with four iguanas
and a parrot named Orion,

so I think he bid adieu to
his reputation a long time ago.

Rosie, just call Villa.

Whatever you did, say sorry and fix it.

Yeah, well, I wish it was that simple.

Kat was Villa's psychiatrist.

Damn, bro.

Oh, you need to warn us before
you drop a bomb like that.

Nothing I say seems to
make a difference to Villa

even though, technically,
I didn't do anything wrong.

That's because she shared

incredibly intimate details with Kat,

laid herself bare to
someone, only to find out

that you... also laid yourself bare to her.

You feel me?

This is gonna take some time and finesse.

Sorry.

Unless you're having one
at the far end of the bar,

you need to leave.

Quote... "Villa needs her space right now."

Pippy said that.

And I agree.

You spoke to your sister
about our situation?

Well, I had to.

I can't talk to you about it till
after the case is over, remember?

I do. So why are you here?

Oh, Hornstock is still in a bind.

I'm trying to clear his name.

You still want that, too, right?

What do you think I've been doing

ever since we left the track?

Avoiding me.

Yeah, and trying to come up

with another explanation for what happened.

But I've talked to
Janice's neighbors, friends.

- I got nothing.
- Hmm.

Well, you'll be happy to
know that I've got something

that sheds a good light
on our embattled friend.

It better be more than a muscle spasm

on Hornstock's left bicep.

We need answers, facts,
black-and-white information.

Well, you know I see everything
through shiny, bright colors, right?

It helps me paint the
canvas of someone's...

Okay, you know what? Put a
pin in that for right now.

Here's the deal.

Hornstock hired me on this case.
Not very smart if he did it.

He had to know I would catch him.

And he knows you can't resist
seeing the good in people.

Probably figured he could manipulate you.

You know what else he knows?

He knows you dropped
that surveillance tape off

to the Internal Affairs like a hot potato.

That's not fair.

Turning him in was very difficult,

- but it's my my job.
- Exactly.

Just like the autopsy is
mine... every last detail.

But my gut tells me that
Hornstock didn't do it.

And I know yours does, too.

So it's up to us to crack this thing,

all of our personal issues aside.

This is a man's life
that we're talking about.

So if there's a chance
that he didn't do it,

don't you want to be sure?

So you got Max to give you the code, huh?

And which one of his many
hobbies did he wax poetic?

Butterflies.

20 minutes on the phone going on about

something called a sapphic...

No, sapho longwings.
They're some real beauties.

It was a "Happy Hanukkah" gift.

Flew that baby all the way in from Belize.

Oh, well, if you're so tight with the guy,

then why did I have to... oh, I get it.

This is just another excuse
to talk about the Kat thing.

No, no.

We're not doing that till
the case is over with.

Unless you want to discuss it right now.

- No.
- Okay.

I'm always amazed at how
little this place has changed

since I did my time here.

- You used to work for the county?
- Yep.

Back in '06 with my father.

Just after you transferred to New York.

We just missed each other.

Once I realized

what a bureaucratic nightmare
this place was, I bounced.

You mean, once you realized

you could make more money on your own?

To-may-to/to-mah-to.

Yeah.

Everything just like I left it.

Oh, would you hurry?

Agent Foito is on his way.

Would you mind giving me the room, please?

I don't want to be rude,

but the negative energy
between us is distracting.

Really?

See that look on your
face? Also distracting.

- You have 10 minutes.
- Thank you.

Dad, you're gonna want to see this.

Ah. Detective Villa.

What are you still doing roaming
the halls this late at night?

I should ask you the same question.

Uh, Max left me some paperwork on his desk.

You need a code to get in.

He left me that, too.

Everything all right, Detective?

Can I be honest with you?

Weird, but okay.

I've been thinking about
you and what you do.

I got to say,

I've been flirting with this idea

of a slight career change.

Feeling a bit lost these days.

Look, I'm just, uh, roaming
around the halls late at night,

so I don't know.

Maybe we could hang,

talk about Internal Affairs and whatnot?

What is it you want to know?

I am so intrigued by I.A.D...

the rule keepers of the rule keepers.

It's... exciting.

Uh, I guess I never really,
uh, thought about it that way.

Well, you should. With me.

I know a great Cuban
place that stays open late.

They make the best mojitos.

I love mojitos.

Me, too.

I think we both know this
wouldn't be a good idea.

I mean, we could...

but maybe when this investigation is over,

if you're still interested.

You know where to find me.

You know, that was a pretty great

flirtation clinic you just put on.

Now, could I give you a tip or two? Sure.

But once you hit your stride...

- I get it.
- And I got it.

This bullet was pulled from evidence.

Now, it's from a .45,

but it's not the bullet that killed Janice.

The entrance wound on
our 3D-printed skull

back at the lab presented incorrect.

Now, I thought it was a printer error.

- It was not.
- So?

So her wound was too small
to come from Hornstock's gun.

Janice was killed with a .38.

Someone planted the
slug at the crime scene.

- And you know that how?
- Because our fluorescence test

shows that the chlorophyll's
all over this bullet,

which has to come from some
type of a living organism,

not some piece of plywood
on some rest-stop wall.

You mean like a tree?

Yeah. It's weird, right?

I think I know where the
killer got that bullet.

Thanks for delaying Internal
Affairs back at the lab.

You had my back. I appreciate that, Villa.

I did it for Hornstock.

Okay. And, listen, I get it.

You're not ready to work things out yet.

And I can understand that. I'll be patient.

Know why? 'Cause it's worth it.

It's really worth it.

Whoa. Is that a smile?

Back in the day,

this is where Hornstock
taught me how to shoot.

He was the only detective

that showed me any respect as a rookie.

Everyone else had it in their heads

that they had to beat us down, but not him.

I don't know why. I never
did anything special.

He just... He just took me under his wing.

I always knew he'd be captain, too.

He really knew how to
work with the politics,

scratch the right backs.

Hey, Villa, if I give you a boost,

you think you could reach up there?

You're boosting me again?

Well, you could try to boost me.

Why does anyone have to be boosted?

Every murder case needs a boost...

a boost of morale or
a boost in the caboose.

Okay, can you reach that?

All right. Ready?

All right. Ready on three.

One, two...

Three...

Yep, this is where that bullet came from.

From the looks of this place,
it was only a matter of time.

It was only a matter of time
before this psychopath snapped.

Actually, I disagree.

I mean, if you look really closely,

this place was like his sanctuary...

place he came to just be himself.

I hope you called us
out here to tell us more

than your philosophy on Hornstock's life.

A man who likes to get to the point.

That's good.

Because speaking of points,

the point of the bullet that
passed through Janice's skull

was pulled from that tree right over there.

Chlorophyll was all over it.

This is where Hornstock
always comes to shoot.

- He hates the range.
- Too social.

His mind was focused out here.

A talented marksman.

- Our theory...
- Our theory...

is that someone who knew Cap
very well knew he shot out here

and set him up to take the
fall for Janice's murder.

We're probably looking for someone

who knew both him and his wife.

I've already alerted my precinct

to start combing through Janice's
phone records and bank statements.

Captain Hornstock is innocent.

You two rehearse that before we showed up?

No. That's just our natural chemistry.

Shouldn't Hornstock have
been released by now?

You know it takes two avocado
trees to grow a viable crop?

That's a scientific fact.

You know I didn't know that.

A bonded pair of trees,
one propping up the other.

They bear incredible fruit.

No, I'm serious. No, ser...

we... we did a great job today.

I'm really happy with it. Seriously.

And... me without you, and
this whole thing falls apart.

Hornstock lands in prison.

And you and I both know

he wouldn't last five
minutes on the inside.

I don't know.

He does like dark, quiet spaces.

Yeah, that's true.

Maybe we should just leave him in
there for the rest of the night.

- What do you think?
- Give him a good night's sleep

before he has to go home.

Listen, Villa.

I'm sorry about this
whole situation with Kat.

I can only imagine what
you were going through,

I mean, with the surprise and the anger.

But I think I have a plan
that will benefit everybody.

Okay, so listen.

You start up your sessions again

with someone you have a connection with.

And if it's not Kat,
it's another therapist.

Then, after a while, you
know, when the time is right,

maybe I reach back out to Kat,

see if the magic's worth fighting for.

Then it's a win/win.

Wow.

That's what this is all about?
You getting your magic back?

You are so selfish.

Okay, excuse me, I am
trying to get you to realize

that Kat is a respected doctor

who believes in rules like
patient confidentiality.

Okay.

She would never tell me
what you guys talked about.

Okay.

Okay, all right.

So forgive me for trying
to behave like an adult

and move on in the best way
possible for the both of us.

It's not that easy.

Kat was helping me.

We were discussing things I
haven't talked about... ever.

Okay?

And... and I was finally

starting to feel good about myself,

and... and now that's gone.

Okay, I hear you on that.

But don't forget that Kat and I

had something that was great,
too, and that's also gone.

Okay. See, I see what this is.

It's... it's... I care

about what you lost in this whole mess,

but you don't seem to
care about what I lost.

So who's the selfish one?

Man, am I glad to see you
two back together again.

Yeah. Good to see you.

- Hey.
- Really? Where are you going?

- I still have a murderer to catch.
- Cap.

- Hey.
- We have a murderer to catch.

Not you, we.

Someone giving me a freaking ride?

Is there anything Janice didn't collect?

She was all right, Janice.

Condescending, judgmental, mean?

Sure.

She was all right, Janice.

Well, I guess you guys had
an interesting relationship.

But she had that thing, right?

"That thing"?

Yeah, you know, that thing...

the thing you always remember her for.

Honestly, as sappy as this may sound,

she was always there for me.

And no matter whatever happened,
I could count on Janice.

She was my rock.

Yeah, and you know you're a lucky man

to have had someone
like that in your corner.

Well, that and she brought
the high heat in the bedroom.

I'm talking some really sweet chin music.

Okay, talk like that... not okay.

Whoa. Can't believe she kept these.

All my police accomplishments
from the time we were together.

Yeah?

Yeah.

This is a good one.

Two numskulls tried to rob a bank.

Not on my watch. I got wounded on the job.

I mean, I got a scar right
on my thigh right here.

Bullet grazed me.

Cap, look at me.

Pull your pants up.

Yeah.

Sometimes, words are enough.

What the hell?

Why did she highlight these names?

You remember those guys?

You think they had a potential to...

Kill her? Yeah.

Yeah, why was she interested
in these schmohawks?

- Weird, right?
- Yeah, very.

All right, I'm gonna run these names.

Gotcha.

Hey.

Hey, is Hornstock with Rosie?

Yeah, but not here.

They got a lead, so...

Wait. Why?

He's not answering his phone.

Oh, well...

You can wait here if you want.

No, just tell them I think I found our guy,

and I'm heading over
to pay him a visit now.

Okay, just real quick.

You've got to know that my brother wouldn't

intentionally hurt somebody he cares about.

I mean, it's not in his DNA.

All I'm saying is, prepare yourself.

He will not give up until he
gets his day in court with you.

Trust me, I know.

Between the phone calls, the plant.

A bamboo palm?

Yeah.

It helps clear toxins,

but he doesn't give those out very often.

So whatever you guys have, he misses it.

Anyway, all in your business.

Just had to say my piece.

Yeah, no, I get it. You're a good sister.

Yeah, I'm all right.

It's just when stuff starts
to affect our day-to-day,

got to step in and try to clean it up.

Pete Heilbron.

This guy's a real piece of work.

Robbed his own parents' liquor store.

I can't wait to see his
face when he realizes

ol' Ira Hornstock is bringing him in.

Okay, no, no, no. You
can't go in there, okay?

You got no gun. You got no badge.

They might recognize you.

You could be walking into a firing squad.

Let me go in there, play
the lost-guy routine,

see if he even still lives there.

All right, you got five minutes.

If you're not back, ol' Ira Hornstock...

All right, enough with
the "ol' Ira Hornstock."

- Five minutes.
- I hear you.

What the hell are you doing here?

Dang. Good to see you, too.

Did you miss me? I missed you.

Okay, look, hey, no,
Hornstock's in the car, okay?

We went to Janice's house,
and we did some digging.

We think she knew this guy.

Oh, well, while you and Hornstock

were playing "Cagney & Lacey,"

I was pulling a bullet
from a rest-stop wall.

Ballistics came back

registered to a Pete
Heilbron at this address.

Turns out, Hornstock
arrested him back in the day,

put him in jail for a 10-stretch.

Really? Really? "Cagney & Lacey"? Really?

- Relax. You're Cagney.
- I want to be Lacey.

Now get back to the car with Hornstock.

This is too dangerous,
okay? I'm calling for backup.

No, no, no, no. You should
fall back, too, okay?

Sitting here, you're just
waiting for trouble, okay?

And like my man Chuck Yeager
said, "never wait for trouble."

No, I mean, hey,
listen... the man was fast,

but he took the time to speak the truth.

So I guess you did miss me.

I have a gun.

Your only weapon's your mouth.
What good is that gonna do us?

What the hell are you doing?

I'm getting my game face on.

It's like a boxer before a fight, you know,

getting ready for battle.

There's no battle. Just...

No, no, I got to get my mind right

and my fists ready.

Put those down. I got this.

Hey, once the fists are
up, they're up, okay?

Rosie, get back into the car.

That's a game face... that right there.

- You need a boost?
- Shh!

No, I'm talking about a boost in morale.

You did a good job. You got
your game face on and everything.

East Miami PD.

We'd like to ask you a couple of questions.

Maybe next time you'll wait in the car.

No, I can't wait for
next time. Let's do this.

Freeze. You're under arrest for
the murder of Janice Notarelly.

Cap, really? That's my car.

Not cool. Not cool. This is not cool.

You're gonna tell me why
the hell you killed Janice,

or we're gonna play a little game

called "what happened to all my teeth?"

She owe you money or something?

Yeah.

And all she had to do
was pay me the rest of it,

and we wouldn't be standing here.

You sure as hell wouldn't be.

What's that supposed to mean, smart guy?

She hired me to kill you.

Turns out I had an insurance policy

that Janice was still the beneficiary of.

Tried to have him kill me for the money.

And when she couldn't
come up with the cash,

he made sure she couldn't rat him out,

and he whacked her instead.

And do you know why I forgot?

Because it was for 20 grand.

That's what my life was worth to her.

That's only four freaking zeroes.

Does that mean when she came
asking for money at the track,

it was to pay this bozo?

Was she gonna make me pay for my own hit?

I mean, am I the problem?

I've been married four
times. The last three left me.

Am I poison?

No. No, you are not poison.

People like me and cops like Villa,

we don't risk everything

for someone who's not worth risking it for.

You know, he's right.

I never doubted for a second

that you were innocent in all of this.

That's why I turned in the tape.

You always taught me

that if I followed the code
and did good police work,

the good guys would prevail.

You're an incredibly important
person to a lot of people.

You're just not seeing it.

I don't know how you do it.

Everyone you interact with loves you.

Drives me nuts.

Yeah. And this from the guy
who's had four wives, okay?

And you have seven beautiful kids.

You know exactly what to do.

You just don't want to put in the effort.

Starting right now, we're
gonna change this up, okay?

And I'm not talking
about your health stuff.

First of all, you need to
listen to people better, okay?

If you don't think there's
another question to ask,

you ask it anyway.

I want you to really connect with people.

It's up to you to change the situation.

Think I'll give it a shot.

There you go.

Nah. I don't have it in me.

Mmm! Is that peach cobbler I smell?

- Just like Aunt Alice used to make.
- Ah.

May she rest.

You did a great job

keeping those agents busy
the other day at the lab.

It's almost as if you've forced

food and drinks on people before.

Now, I know you're not
commenting on my hosting skills.

Never that. Why would I do such a...

Whoa! Dad!

Hey!

What? What?

It's good to see you.

Oh, wait, wait. Did the
book tour get cancelled?

Can't a man stop home
on his way to Atlanta,

share a meal with his family?

Yes, he can. Yes, he can.

Well, since you're here,

allow me to toot my horn
for about two minutes, okay?

And you say you're nothing like me.

Stopped by the old lab today.

Max keeping it together?

Oh, almost as if you just left yesterday.

Ah, good man.

I had to perform an
autopsy in under 10 minutes.

Found the smoking gun in five.

You're not even gonna
mention that TMI's fancy skull

helped tip you off in the first place?

Who?

Dad, you have a credit hog on your hands.

I don't need credit... just
an extra week's paid vacation,

which is where I go on
vacation, and you pay for it.

Grace, please.

Son, I was wondering,

did you ever take my advice
and reconnect with Kat?

Mm, not yet, but I plan to. I plan to.

You deserve to be happy, son.

That's all I'm gonna say about it.

You okay?

Mm-hmm.

Your father came home because...

we need to speak to you
about something important.

What's up?

Um... This is...

Okay, your mother...

mother and I decided that...

I'm sorry.

This is much more difficult
than it was in the mirror.

We're getting divorced.

We've had 40 incredible years together

and 2 amazing children.

We've been blessed.

But lately, we've
realized that we're just...

we're better friends than we are partners.

We still love each other, but...

We hope that you'll understand
and respect our decision.

Son...

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