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[male announcer]
In New York City's
war on crime,

the worst criminal offenders
are pursued

by the detectives
of the Major Case Squad.

These are their stories.

[Edie]
Headquarters will have
your car here in 15, honey.

And remember--

blue shirt for TV
and no striped ties.

They go fuzzy on camera.

You call me
when you get to New York.

Copy that.

[Barbara]
Commander Nelson,
Lieutenant Hart,

with six tapings today,

we will need
to stay on schedule.

Well, you know me, Barbara.

Built for speed.

[woman]
Ms. Hart! Ms. Hart!
Picture!

Hey, Jess.
Jess!

Oh, no. It's okay.

I know him.

How you doing?

Now, Lieutenant Hart,
when you take off next month

you'll be
the youngest astronaut

ever to go up in space.

I'm grateful to women
like Sally Ride

who paved the way.

First space flight--nervous?

I'm in good hands.

[cup hitting ground]

[Barbara]
We have an 0600 pickup

right before
the conference starts.

- Ten--that's me.
- And me.

So breakfast--0500?

Right.
See you both there.

Good night, Commander.

Yeah, hon, I'm exhausted.
Nonstop since we landed.

Gotta get to bed.

I love you too.

Lieutenant Hart?
It's Barbara Lee.

This isn't like her.

She's not answering
her cell.

Open the door.

We have a National
Space Agency conference

here this weekend.

Lieutenant Hart
and Commander Nelson

checked in a day early
to do media appearances.

When was the last time
you saw her?

Last night in the elevator
around 11:00.

Commander Nelson and I got off,
said good night...

Jessica had two floors to go.

I'll need to speak
with Commander Nelson.

A lot of rage.

We have multiple stab wounds.

Neck...

Chest area...

Stomach.

Crime of passion?

Maybe.

Silk nightgown.

Her face is swollen.

Irritation around the eyes.

[sniffing]

Pepper spray.

It's an unusual murder weapon.

[Goren]
It's a diver's knife.

You can see it underwater.

No forced entry.

Her wallet's here...

her jewelry, her laptop.

She answered the door
in her lingerie.

She may've known her killer.

Late night date? No.

She, uh--Jessica is disciplined.

[Eames]
Would she have
gone out alone?

Absolutely not.

She knew we had
a full day today.

And what did you do
last night?

I was wiped.

I hit my room.

Called my wife.

Sacked out.

Jessica may have known
her killer.

[Goren]
Do you know
if she had a boyfriend

or if she was seeing anyone
in New York?

[Nelson]
I have no idea.

We keep things professional.

And so did Jessica.

Once she found out

she was on the short list
for this mission,

she was all work.

[Eames]
How about before that?

[Barbara]
She was engaged
a few years back

to a civilian.

He came by the TV studio yesterday.

Really?
Do you have a name?

Matthew Shaw.

He gave her flowers.

Any idea where
we can find him?

Well, before yesterday,
I'd say about three years.

But I just stopped by
to say hello.

I don't know about you,

but when someone breaks up
with me,

I don't make an effort
to see them again.

Who says she broke up
with me?

Come on, Matt.

Not many guys would walk away
from a woman like Jessica.

Even before she was famous.

Well, I didn't want to.

But when she got accepted
into the program,

she changed.

No, you mean she chose Houston
over you.

I guess you don't realize

what a woman has to give up
to become an astronaut.

If you get listed for a mission
and become pregnant,

you're out.

Now, you could be listed
for two or three years

before the mission
even takes place.

It's a real pressure cooker.

[Eames]
You were bringing flowers
to your ex.

Were you hoping to rekindle?

Look, Detective Eames...

turns out I'm not her type
anymore, okay?

I don't fit her image.

Sounds calculating.

Focused... about everything.

Career, friends, and...

even sex.

Let me ask you something.

Where were you last night?

I flew to Memphis at 9:00 PM--

my nightly cargo route.

Just got back.

There's my van.

Time of death--
midnight to 2:00 AM.

No defense wounds.

Whoever did this
caught her by surprise.

Yeah, I smelled pepper spray.

We found capsicum
in her eyes.

More than enough
to temporarily blind her.

And give the killer
his opportunity.

And we also found semen
in her vaginal cavity.

Some of the sperm
is still motile,

so she had sex some time
in the last 24 hours.

Detectives,
this is Mark Schaeffer,

Director of Public Communications

for the National Space Agency.

My God, who would do this?

We thought about
extra security,

but she was with the commander,
the publicist...

Wait, you were concerned
with her safety?

There were threats
against her?

Well, she gets
a lot of attention.

Hundreds of letters a week.

The fresh face
of the space program.

Who knows what crazies
are out there.

We're thinking
she may have been killed

by someone
she was intimate with.

Oh?

Your agency keeps
a DNA database, doesn't it?

Yes, to identify remains
in the event of a tragedy.

We're going to need accessto that.

I can assure you
none of our astronauts

had anything to do
with this.

[Ross]
It's a homicide investigation,
Mr. Schaeffer.

Then investigate.

When you have
actual suspects,

we can revisit DNA access.

It just seems like
you're more worried

about Houston's reputation

than who killed
Lieutenant Hart.

That's not true.

We're a family.
We look after each other.

This has been a terrible loss
for all of us.

So in this family of yours,

would she have confided
in anyone?

Her flight trainer,
Sandy Delgado.

She's like a big sister
to Jessica.

Is Sandy Delgado
in Houston?

No, she arrived here today
for our conference.

[Delgado]
Well, it's possible she made
a date for that night

given the pressure
she was under.

I wouldn't blame her
for wanting

to blow off a little steam
and unwind.

You're the second person

to mention pressure to us.

It's a competitive
environment?

When I got my chance,

there were a few pilots
who were jealous.

And Jessica moved up
a lot faster than I did.

Well, she's young
and she's pretty.

I guess that would cause
a lot of resentment.

[Eames] She ever mention
any problems?

Well, I guess it's not really
a secret.

One of our astronauts
did write a complaint

to the Astronaut
Selection Board.

Because Jessica was chosen
over him?

Yes, but you have to understand
the disappointment.

Only five to ten pilots
are chosen every two years.

He was convinced
he was the victim

of reverse discrimination.

Is he in town
for the conference?

Who is he?

Major Craig Hurley.

Craig Hurley flew in
yesterday morning,

checked into the hotel.

He's not there now
and we can't locate him.

He made several calls

to Jessica's cell phone yesterday.

And he didn't leave
any messages.

Nope.

Maybe he lost patience.

Decided to confront her
in person.

[Ross] What else do we know
about Major Hurley?

We know what his
life-long dream is.

My lifelong dream?

To go on a shuttle mission
and someday walk in space.

That's original.

Odds-on favorite
to go on

the next shuttle mission

until Jessica took his slot.

But astronauts go through
extensive psychological testing.

I would think Major Hurley

could withstand
being passed over.

I wish that he would've
cracked up in space

because they have
a procedure for that.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

"In the event of in-flight
psychological breakdown,

"astronauts should bind

"their crewmate's wrists
and ankles with duct tape,

"tie him down
with a bungee cord

and inject him
with tranquilizers."

Yeah.

[Ross]
Sounds enlightened.

I take it no one ever
voluntarily admits

to needing psychological help.

Craig didn't.

But he does have
his favorite pastime.

It helps him relax.

My favorite hobby
when I'm not dreaming

of going up in space?

Deep sea diving.

Deep sea diving.

Just him,
the deep blue sea,

and his diving knife.

He gave you access
to the DNA

of every astronaut who's here
for the conference?

How did that happen?

I had a reporter friend
call Mr. Schaeffer

and ask him if it was true

the Agency was unwilling
to cooperate

with a murder investigation.

Ten minutes later,
Houston called.

They handed everything over
to the M.E.

And when do we get
the results?

Some time today.

Until then, I have
Mr. Schaeffer's assurance

that none of his astronauts
will be leaving the city.

For now, find out where
Major Hurley's been

in the last 24 hours.

Where was I last night?

Same place I was today;
walking around Manhattan.

[Eames]
All night?

Got back to my hotel
around 4:00.

You stop anywhere?

Bought a hot dog
near Central Park.

You have a receipt?

Did you use a credit card?

For a hot dog?

Here, I can prove it.

I walked approximately...

22.6 miles from
8:00 PM to 4:00 AM.

That's some alibi.

Detective, he doesn't need
an alibi.

He hasn't done anything.

Well, he did write
a letter of complaint

to the Agency that Jessica
leap-frogged over him

to get on the mission.

No, I was concerned
about her lack of experience.

Safety of the flight crew.

Oh, right.

But you did tell
your colleagues

that the only reason
why she got the job

is because Houston needed
a pretty face.

Well, if I did,
that was just venting.

You've never vented
to a coworker...

about your boss,
Detective?

Did you vent to Jessica too?

You called her three times yesterday.

I just wanted
to clear the air

about the letter I filed.

Mmm, was that beforeor after

she blocked your emails?

[Eames]
We have her laptop.

Okay, so I may have written her
a few times.

17 times

since she was chosen
for the mission.

She didn't answer!

I thought there was
a server problem.

You're not very good

at taking a hint, are you?

I guess you thought that
Jessica ignoring your calls

meant that you should
talk to her in person

in her room.

No, I told you
I was out walking.

Helps me relax.

You have other hobbies
that help you relax.

Deep sea diving.

Yes, I'm certified.

It's dangerous stuff.

Carry a knife?

Yes, two.

Either of them
look like this?

This interview's over, Detective.

That didn't go wellfor him.

Well, he's in
a ultra-competitive environment

filled with type As.

He's angry
and obsessive.

So am I.
So are you.

Does he have enough anger

to rape and kill
a colleague?

He didn't rape her.

You think it was consensual.

[Eames]
No, the DNA is back.

Craig Hurley did nothave sex

with Jessica Hart.

It was her shuttle commander.

Luke Nelson.

Go pay a visit
to the commander.

If these guys are as
toe to toe as you say,

let him think you're asking
about Craig.

Okay.

Do you think I'm angry?

[Sandy]
The police just kept
asking questions.

I had to give them
Craig's name.

I know.
You did the right thing.

It's a murder investigation.

I just can't believe
that Jess is dead.

[sobbing]

- I know.
- I know.

[cell phone ringing]

It's my wife. I...

I've got to get that.

What's the hardest part
about space travel?

Hmm, well,
going back to Earth.

When you're up here,

you're in perfect harmony
with your environment,

your colleagues, yourself.

From the moment I touch down,

it's hard not to think
of anything else but

"When can I get back up?"

It's always a waiting game.

We just have to cope
with that.

Still, Craig has
a lot more experience

than Jessica.

It must've been hard.

Craig knows the politics.

There's not a chance
he'd kill her over that.

Well, he certainly has...

strong feelings
towards Jessica.

Do you think that they were
romantically involved?

Absolutely not.

[Eames]
The way Jessica was dressed,

she may have been
expecting someone.

Did she mention that
to you when--

when did you say
you last saw her?

No, she didn't,
and it was 2300 hours.

In the elevator.

11:00, that's right.

You told us you went back
to your room.

And went straight to bed.

What?
Whose bed?

[Eames]
The thing is we checked
your card key activity.

You entered your room
at 11:02.

But then you must've left,

because then you re-entered
at 12:14.

Midnight booty call?

[Nelson]
No, that--
that is not it at all.

You know,
one more thing, um...

We found your semen
at the crime scene.

I swear to God
I did not kill Jessica.

[Edie]
Luke, you okay?

Uh, yeah, um,
hi, honey.

Hi.

I'm Edie,
the commander's wife.

You're detectives?

The holster bulge,
plain clothes, tired eyes.

Oh...

You, what?

You were a detective?

No, just a mom.

I'm gonna go down
to the precinct with them,

help with the investigation.

I'll come too.

[Nelson]
Honey, I don't think
the detectives

need your help.

No, I insist.

You don't mind, do you?

Absolutely not.

Where's Edie?

My partner is making her tea.

Look, you're gonna
have to trust me.

I'm gonna trust you.

Do I need a lawyer here?

Well, you've gotten off
to a bad start.

We know that Jessica asked
for two room keys.

We know that you were involved
with her.

If you want to wait
for a lawyer, fine.

Or if you haven't
done anything wrong,

start fresh.

After I spoke to my wife,

I took the stairs
up to Jessica's room.

Opened the door and, uh...

There she was,
in a pool of blood.

Yeah, but you didn't
call 911.

You didn't alert the hotel.

I checked her vitals.

Believe me,
if she were alive,

I would've moved
heaven and earth

to try to save her.

But since
she was already dead,

you figured,
why jeopardize your career?

Detective, I was trying
to spare my wife.

Yeah, Commander...

that was very thoughtful
of you.

[Edie]
It's impossible to be spared
in my position.

Even astronauts
like to gossip.

What kind of gossip?

There were rumors
that Jessica and my Luke

were a little more
than just co-pilots.

That must be hard.

People see
the beautiful pilot,

the handsome commander.

They jump to conclusions.

I'm an astronaut's wife.

Women are always slipping him

their phone numbers
and hotel room keys.

But I know deep down

the commander would never
cheat on me.

Jessica and I had sex
right after we checked in.

We did our TV interview

and got dinner.

And you went
to separate rooms.

There were no phone calls
between the two of you?

No messages.

Yeah, we prearranged.

She gave me
her extra room key.

That's smart.

Didn't want to leave a trail.

I'm gonna need her key.

I have it in my room.

I just--you know,
I went straight back

and I was in--
I was in shock.

And then you pretended
to find her dead

the next morning.

You're a very good actor
for an astronaut.

Look, I had no reason
to kill Jessica.

24 hours ago,
I had the perfect life.

Great wife.

My son's the captain of
the high school football team.

Great job.

Jessica,
great co-pilot.

Yeah.

Yeah, it was the perfect,
uh, NSA relationship.

Uh, meaning?

NSA.

No strings attached.

Just sex.

And your wife
had no idea.

No one did.

We heard
Jessica was capable

of using sex
as career currency.

Oh, you've been
speaking to Sandy.

Now, honestly, you'd think
Luke was her husband.

Sandy Delgado,
the lieutenant?

Yes, she went on
my husband's last mission.

When Sandy's marriage
went sour,

she started leaning
on the commander.

So I befriended her myself.

Keep your friends close...

Something like that.

She volunteered
to keep an eye

on Luke and Jessica
Thursday night.

Oh, I thought
all the other astronauts

arrived Friday.

No, she was here.

She saw them arrive,
she saw them eat dinner.

She told me
I had nothing to worry about.

Huh.

Luke? Weren't they
talking to Craig?

They may know
about the affair.

How? Luke and Jessica
were discreet.

We had to turn over
our DNA database.

Oh, God.

And Luke
didn't use protection.

No matter who asks you,

you had no idea
Jessica and Luke were involved.

New York Thursday night?
No, I was in Annapolis.

Maryland?
Why?

The agency needed a speaker
at the Naval Academy.

I flew to New York
Friday morning.

Oh, here's my itinerary.

Oh, great.

The thing is...

Edie Nelson told us
you called her

from New York Thursday night.

Why would she think that?

Because that's what
I told her.

See, Edie heard
some cruel rumors.

And I knew
that they weren't true.

So I told her
a little white lie.

That you were here
keeping an eye on them.

It seemed
to reassure her.

I know that's what
I'd wanna hear.

And you're sure
that they weren't

having an affair?

Jessica's not his type.

Young, smart, beautiful.

I get that.

Not every man has his mind
in the gutter, Detective.

Luke is an honorable man.
You can ask anyone.

Then how would a rumor
like this get started?

Craig.

He was trying
to smear Jessica.

To get her replaced
on the mission.

He's not above
using a plausible lie.

Sandy, Mr. Schaeffer
needs to speak to you.

That's twice she has
pointed us towards Craig.

Maybe she's protecting Luke.

Well, if Craig knew Jessica
was sleeping with Luke,

why didn't he tell us?

Maybe he's
protecting Luke too.

What do you got...

What does that do?

Level 14.
Wow, you're in training, huh?

I like to be prepared.

[Goren]
Is that in case
a position opens up, you know?

I guess Jessica's death
is working out for you.

Of course,
being a murder suspect

might put a damper on that.

I didn't kill Jessica.

We believe you.

We think it was
your commander.

Luke? Why?

You tell us.

Eames, we are giving this guy
such a chance

to tell us about the affair.

I mean,
why won't he help himself?

Luke had nothing to do
with Jessica's murder.

But he was sleeping with her.

Okay.

Why didn't you put that
in your complaint?

If I blow the whistle
on those two,

who looks good?

Not the agency, not Luke,

and least of all, me.

You didn't mind
hurting Luke's wife.

What?

We know that you told her
about Jessica.

I did no such thing.

I could care less about
who's sleeping with whom.

All you care about
is the mission.

Exactly.

Oh, I'm surprised you
even knew about the affair.

Sandy told me.

She wanted me to put it
in the report.

Why didn't she just
blow the whistle herself?

She gets her head set on
how she wants to do something,

that's it.

You don't deviate.

She doesn't follow impulse.

I--how so?

Last time we were
on orbiter training,

we had to improvise
a procedure.

She just kept saying,
"That's not how we practiced."

I mean, she couldn't adjust.

So she's rigid.

As far as I'm concerned,
she's nutcase.

Sometimes I wish they never
allowed women into the program.

Just screws everything up!

How do I cope
with the physical

and psychological stress
of training?

I keep 100% focus
on my mission.

And I let nothing
interfere with that.

Space travel can bring
unimaginable benefits

to mankind.

Whatever toll it takes
on astronauts

pales in comparison.

[Ross] Sandy told Craig
about the affair.

Told Edie
there was no affair.

Told us
she wasn't in New York,

told Edie
she was in New York.

Is she a people pleaser
or a liar?

I checked
Sandy's flight itineraries

over the past week.

She did
fly from Maryland to New York

on Friday, the morning after
Jessica's murder.

And when did she
fly to Annapolis?

Well, she checked into
her Annapolis hotel on Tuesday.

But there's no record
of a flight

from Houston to Maryland
in her itinerary.

[Ross]
Maybe she left it off.

No, no.

Sandy's too meticulous.

Maybe she didn't fly.

She drove.

She had her car
in Annapolis.

She would have driven
three hours to New York,

been here Thursday,
like Edie said.

And driven
down to Annapolis

in time to be back here
on Friday.

And if she paid tolls
by cash...

no one would
be able to place her here.

Perfect cover story.

Sandy's grounded.

She flew twice
under Commander Nelson,

but on her last flight,

she had an unusually high
heart rate.

Well, what happens
to an astronaut

when they get grounded?

They work in mission control

or they help train
new candidates.

Is that what Sandy was doing
in Annapolis, training?

No, she volunteered
to give a speech

at the Naval Academy.

She volunteered?

Compared to being in orbit,
it's not exciting,

but then, what is?

We'll need to look
at all the footage

from her last space flight.

I'll see
what I can do.

[Goren] Oh, good--well,
you can also...

let us see
her medical data.

This morning, instead
of a beautiful sunrise,

I was awakened
by a collision

with a runaway air filter.

That's why I don't
wear jewelry in space.

Not even an earring.

Because things fly loose.

I think she looks fine
just the way she is,

don't you agree, Houston?

Lemme guess, this is when
her heart rate went up.

Yep.

Any indication
Sandy was also

romantically involved
with Luke?

Well, when her husband
left her,

she turned to Luke
for comfort.

Enough for his wife
to take notice.

And it was confirmed,

Sandy drove from Houston
to Maryland.

Yes.

Then she could have
driven to New York in time

to murder Jessica.

Call Annapolis.

Get a warrant for the car.

Don't...

Can I... Please.

I've got rolls of quarters
and MapQuested directions

from Annapolis
to their hotel in Manhattan.

Well, so far, I've got
Astronaut diapers.

I've got a wig here.

Sunglasses...

Gloves...

Pepper spray.

Houston, we have a problem.

[Goren]
What is this,
a prop kit for murder?

You don't know me.

I'm really a decent person.

I don't do things like this.

A decent person.
This is a diaper.

What is this for--oh,
that's to travel to New York

without having to stop.

And I guess the wig so that
nobody would recognize you.

And the pepper spray
so that you could blind her.

Oh, yes, there's the knife.

So everybody would think

that Craig stabbed her.

I just
wanted to scare her.

No, you wanted to scare her
away from Luke.

Because you were jealous
of their relationship.

What relationship?

They didn't
have a relationship.

He was using Jessica
for sex.

He didn't have feelings
for her.

He loved me.

Did he tell you that?

I just knew.

I knew.

How?

That's enough, Sandy.

You don't have
to say any more.

They're gonna find out
when they read the emails.

She's right, Counselor.

Luke sent me 214
just this month.

I saved all of 'em.

He even bought me
these earrings.

[Eames]
When?

For Valentine's Day.

Aren't you and his wife
good friends?

Yes, but it's difficult

because of Luke's feelings
for me.

He has to stay with Edie
because they have a son.

And he is a good,
honorable man.

[Eames]
So what was he doing
with Jessica?

He tried to get out of that,
but she wouldn't let him.

She threatened
to ruin him.

And you needed to stop her.

Yes.

I completed the mission.

Uh, the mission...

to kill Jessica.

That's enough, Sandy.

I'm gonna have to stop you.

♪ How I wonder what you are

♪ Up above
the world so high ♪

♪ Like a diamond...

Is she singing in there?

Maybe laying the groundwork
for an insanity defense.

So Sandy killed Jessica.

Said she did it for Luke.

Is it possible
they were acting in concert

with each other?

I don't think she acts
in concert with anyone.

But it's hard to believe
that she has a relationship

with Luke.

Well, I guess we'll learn more
when we get his 214 emails.

♪ How I wonder
what you are... ♪

"The idea of going into space
with Jessica instead of you

"is so wrong
on so many levels.

"I know it may sound terrible,

"but I wish she were dead.

Then we could be together."

I did not
write a word of that.

They were sent
from your Hotmail account

from internet cafes
in Houston.

I don't--I don't have
a Hotmail account.

And I don't have time
to sit in internet cafes.

Oh, but you do have time
to have an affair.

Everybody at the agency
tells us

how discreet
you and Jessica were.

My client told you
he did not send these.

End of story.

Did he send Sandy
emerald earrings?

No, that was Jessica.

For her birthday
a few months ago.

From where?

Blue Nile.

You can check
my credit card.

Matter of fact,
they double-billed me.

I called them
and they credited my account.

My client has been
as cooperative as he can

from the beginning.

No, actually,
he's lied a lot.

And I'm still
waiting on that key

to Jessica's room.

Uh, that card key has...

It's disappeared.

I don't know--I don't know

what's going on here.

But someone
is trying to frame me.

Can I have a moment?

We just got word
that Sandy has tested positive

for steroids.

Don't tell me her lawyer's
claiming 'roid rage

as a defense?

Get this.

Sandy won't let her.

I never,
never took steroids.

You're itchy?

They won't give me
my moisturizer.

I really
need my moisturizer.

Hey, do you think you could
do something about that?

You suffer from dry skin?

They wouldn't let me have it
and I need it.

Space travel
dries your skin.

We can arrange
to get you some lotion--

No!

I need my lotion.

Your lotion is special?

Luke gave it to me.

He sent it to me
for Christmas.

Because he loves me.

Because he loves me
and he knows that I need it

for my dry skin.

The lotion tested positive
for nandrolone decanoate.

That's a fancy term
for anabolic steroids.

Gym candy.

Yeah, that's the street name.

It's easy to bring in
from Mexico

where you don't even
need a prescription for it.

And side effects
include aggression.

Extreme mood swings,
paranoid jealousy,

irritability, delusions.

The drug can trigger
manic-like levels of violence

in someone
who wouldn't harm a fly.

So you're saying
if Sandy's lotion

hadn't been spiked
with steroids,

she wouldn't have
murdered Jessica?

Could be the steroids,

could be because
her husband left her

and the agency
grounded her.

You know, she's obsessed
with being a good girl.

Following protocol.

This act of violence
was completely out of character.

Or she's delusional.

At the very least,

she's an intensely competitive

Type-A personality
under enormous pressure.

Yeah, so am I, so are you.

Anyway, someone could have
noticed her emotional state

and stirred her up.

Someone. Luke.

He wrote her the letters,
he gave her the earrings,

the lotion.

Luke swears
he didn't send any of it.

Does anyone believe him?

I've always hungered
to explore the unknown.

To find out if there really
is life beyond ours.

I'm thrilled
to begin my quest.

Jessica Hart's dream
was cut short.

But she touched
all who got to know her

and work with her.

Commander Nelson
will share a few words

about Jessica.

Commander.

Sorry to interrupt you.

We're gonna
have to talk to you.

Now?

Unless you want us
to arrest you here

in front of everyone.

Let's jump ahead

to our next speaker.

Her training partner
Mike Dolan.

I can't believe
you're taking Sandy's word

on any of this.

What are you doing?

We're arresting your husband

for the murder
of Jessica Hart.

No, that's impossible.
Stop them.

You already arrested Sandy.

How much damage
do you intend to cause?

We don't think
Sandy acted alone.

We can place Luke
in Jessica's room

the night of the murder.

I told you,
she was gone already

when I got there.

Yes, but you also told us
that you weren't involved

with Sandy.

And yet you wrote her
hundreds of emails.

I told you,
I never wrote any of those.

She's crazy.

Sandy probably sent
those emails to herself.

From Luke's email account?

He works
with rocket scientists.

I think they could set up

a fake email account
in his name.

Who would do that?
Why?

Somebody's jealous.

Somebody's trying
to smear my husband.

No, no.

He was having affairs
with Jessica and Sandy.

We have dozens of calls
from his cell phone

to both of them.

[Luke]
They're lying.
Don't believe them.

I know they are.

Yeah, you do, don't you?

'Cause you check
his phone calls at night.

Right?

She check your collar
for lipstick stains?

You check
his credit card bills.

I do not.

[Eames]
You don't?

Then you don't know about
the earrings

he sent to Jessica
and Sandy.

I never sent anything
to Sandy.

Someone did.
From your account.

[Goren] Fake email account's
one thing,

but someone
used your credit card,

only once...

to send a gift to Sandy.

Now, if you weren't
in love with Sandy,

someone spent
an awful lot of time

to make Sandy think...

that you were.

Now, who would
do something like that?

I can't imagine.

You also sent lotion
to Sandy

that was laced with steroids.

Enough to cause
her violent attack.

Steroids?

[Goren]
Yeah, anabolic, you know?

The kind that...

that high school
athletes use.

Your son was
a linebacker.

Did he ever use steroids?

My wife caught him
with 'em once,

but I read him
the riot act.

I never sent Sandy cream.

Then someone's
setting you up.

Someone who wanted
both of these women

out of your life.

Think about it, Luke.

Anyone come to mind?

It must have been Craig.

He probably gave Sandy
the diver's knife.

Luke, you know me.

Not in a million years.

[Edie]
He was jealous of Jessica.

She took his slot.

You know
how obsessive he is.

Excuse me, Mrs. Nelson.

Now, you would have
made a really good detective.

But Craig is not the guy.

Do you have
any other theories?

I have one.

You knew that Jessica
and Luke

were having an affair, right?

You knew that Sandy
had a crush on him?

You brought her
into your home.

She was lonely.
I felt for her.

And you weren't
trying to manipulate her?

Oh, well,
whoever wrote the emails

knew an awful lot
about Luke's life.

Craig's the letter writer.

He wrote to Jessica

and he wrote
to the complaint board.

No.

Those emails,
they were written in...

in Luke's voice.

I don't mean to insult you,

but Craig's
not really observant

about emotional life.

But you.

You knew that you were
losing Luke to Jessica.

I wasn't worried.

These women, they all
throw themselves at my husband.

And they all want
what's mine.

Maybe that's why you've always
been so vigilant.

It's tough...

being a wife and mother.

Going through
your son's drawers,

your husband's phone records,
emails, bills...

Everything I've ever done
I've done for my family.

Luke, was I just supposed
to just sit back

and let us be destroyed?

What do you think you did?

He's lost his career.
That's over.

He's under arrest
for murder.

You drove Sandy

to a psychotic break.

You know that
she played with her mind.

You drugged her.

You convinced Sandy
to kill Jessica

so that she could
be with Luke.

These women
underestimated me.

They thought I was
just some Texas housewife

who had no idea they're trying
to steal my husband.

Arrest her.

The commander had nothing
to do with this.

It's all me.

Edie.

No, don't worry.

Luke, as long as
there's a jury

with wives and mothers
on it, I'll be okay.

They'll understand.

They'll understand I was
just protecting what's mine.