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♪ All of us people ♪

♪ sometimes tell lies ♪

♪ and when we do ♪

♪ it simply signifies ♪

♪ I got to go ♪

♪ turn back to school ♪

♪ all people can't feel that ♪

♪ I follow nature's rule ♪

♪ I don't know if ♪

♪ you realize ♪

♪ before you get
your respect, you ♪

♪ got to be humanised ♪

♪ I got to go ♪

♪ turn back to school ♪

♪ all people can't feel that ♪

♪ I follow nature's rule ♪

♪ I don't know if ♪

♪ you realize ♪

♪ before you get
your respect, you ♪

♪ got to be humanised ♪

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♪ The Protector 1x05 ♪
Revisions
Original Air Date on July 17, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Neighbors heard a shot
last night, called 911,

but since everything's
all gated and echo-y up here,

the patrol car
couldn't find anything.

The housekeeper comes in
this morning,

finds the victim floating
face-down in the spa.

We got an I.D.?

Yeah.
Dr. John Gardner.

Who?
You know, the Maestro.

What?

You've never seen
the reality show "Top Docs"?

He was one of the Beverly Hills
plastic surgeons

that they followed.

Would you say you watch
a little TV or a lot of TV?

It helps me
sleep at night.

You wouldn't know it,

but this was a very,
very handsome man.

Do you think the shooter meant
to blow his face off like that?

Single shot, back of the head,
close range.

I'd say they just wanted
to make sure that he was dead.

Do we have a time of death?

Coroner
puts it around 10:15.

That lines up
with the 911 call.

He was drinking alone?

Dr. Gardner's wife

was at a birthday party
in Palm Springs last night.

She's been notified
about the death

and a friend
is bringing her home.

I'm gonna go take a look
in the house.

Yeah,
I'll be up in a minute.

Glo?

Glo!

Here I am.

Oh!

Ow!

I'm okay.
Here I come.

Hey.

Hey, 'Chelle,
I'm -- I'm over here.

Hey.

The shooter
came up through here.

He'd probably
get scratched up,

but he'd avoid the perimeter
alarm and the gate cam.

What'd you find inside?

It looks like
a grab and go.

No sign of the victim's wallet,
watch, or phone.

The medicine cabinet
was cleaned out.

But all of the art and
electronics weren't touched.

Sheppard.

Yeah, okay.

Mrs. Gardner
has just arrived.

Mrs. Gardner?

Yes?

Hi.
I'm Detective Dulcett.

This is
Detective Sheppard.

We're very sorry
for your loss.

Ma'am, in order for us to find
the person who did this --

Oh.

Are you okay?
It's okay.

Here. Sit down.

I'm sorry.

A friend of mine gave me a Xanax
on the drive home.

It's okay.
We understand.

I can't believe
that John's gone.

He made all the decisions.

I'm not sure what to do.

Is there anybody
you can call?

A girlfriend
is coming over later.

Mrs. Gardner, why don't you take
some time and rest,

and we can come back later
this afternoon and talk then.

Thank you.

I thought you were
gonna go back to the house

so you could
take the kids to school.

No,
James flew in last night,

and the boys stayed
at the hotel with him.

Oh, is he here
for a court thing?

No, it's an us thing.

I mean,
it's a good us thing.

The buyers of our old house
finally closed escrow,

so we're gonna
sign the papers tonight.

That is a good thing.

Oh, are these
from the website?

Yeah.
It's crazy, right?

The butt lifts,
the tummy tucks.

Did you see the girl
who had the elf ears?

Yeah. I probably would have started
with the nose, but whatever.

All right, look -- I'm starting
to think about this, right?

And I'm starting
to think what --

I want to hear you say
this killing was personal.

Okay.
It was personal.

- I want you to mean it.
- I do.

- You do?
- Well, I don't know. I think I do.

Because if it's personal,

I can tell the Captain there
wasn't some random lunatic

running around the hills
up there

and all the Gardners'
rich-ass neighbors

will calm the hell down
and quit calling 911

every time a dog farts
or a truck backfires.

Sir? Captain Litvack
is on the phone again.

He's holding for you.

Personal.

Why not?

Okay, so when you say
"personal"...

Well,
I don't think this is

just some random robbery
gone wrong, you know?

I mean, look at all the moving parts
that the shooter had to manage.

Okay, you got access, alarms,
camera, neighbor --

I mean, that's a whole lot
of effort for what?

A-a-a bottle of pills,
a wallet?

I mean, that's crazy, right?
Hmm.

And why shoot him like that,
you know?

I mean, the guy is sitting there
blissed out in his hot tub.

I mean, why kill him
if he wasn't a threat,

unless killing him
was the point?

Okay. Motive?

You know, what --
love, money, revenge.

I mean, he was a rich man.
Let's start with money.

Who stood to benefit
the most from his death?

Here's another one.

So, more fan mail
from your new little friend?

You make it sound
like it's more than it is.

My bad. I thought the notes
and the presents and the e-mails

from Detective Cummings
for the past two weeks

fooled me into thinking that
he wants to go out with you.

"Are you thirsty yet?"

Why aren't you going out and
having a drink with this man --

this sexy, sexy man?

I I I don't know.

I don't know, and I don't want
to think about that right now.

Let's just, uh -- let's head
over to Beverly Hills, okay?

That's where
Gardner's practice was.

And he had a partner --
a guy named Nolan Miller.

- We really should go talk to him.
- All right.

Uh, excuse me.

Dr. Gardner's office.
Can you hold, please?

Yeah, we're here --

Hi. I can reschedule you
with Dr. Miller.

Yes, one moment.

Thanks for holding.

Yes.
Tomorrow we've got --

Excuse me.

Oh, I-I'm m m sorry.

No problem.

We're just, uh, we're here
to see Dr. Miller.

Oh. Okay.
Well, just hang on.

We're just, uh, we're here
to see Dr. Miller. Okay.

Oh.

You have to see one of these
before-and-after pictures.

They're amazing.

- Better.
-Hmm.

- Better.
- Mm-hmm.

- Way too big.
- Yeah.

Oh. You know what?
Straight helps.

Mm.

Oh, my God.
What the hell is that?

Oh, are you serious?

- It's a --
- No, I know what it is.

I have one.

I just -- I just -- never seen
one look quite like that.

Maybe that's why she came in
and got it fixed.

Wow.
That's the same one?

Alrighty then.

Oh.

Oh.

That's one you don't see
in the books.

She'll be beautiful
in two weeks.

I'm Rhonnie.
I'm Dr. Gardner's assistant.

Dr. Miller
is still in surgery.

He's, um, he's trying to cover
all of the post-op patients.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I can't believe
that someone would...Um,

was it a robbery, or...

That's what we're trying
to figure out.

Do you know anybody
that might want to harm him?

The man helped people.

You know, he, uh...

He saved lives.

You mean like yours?

Uh, Dr. Gardner helped out
at several women's shelters.

A lot of the women
would come in

with fractured jaws
and -- and broken noses.

Dr. Gardner would --
would fix them up.

Were you
one of those women?

He --
he gave me a new life.

I had dated a guy,
and he had a temper.

I finally
got up the nerve to leave...

But he tracked you down.

At -- at --
at the shelter.

He said he was sorry and...

You know,
that he loved me, and...

I-I didn't --
I didn't even see the razor.

But, uh,
after he cut me,

he laughed...

And he said that nobody
would ever want me.

So that's when
you met Dr. Gardner.

Uh, all I have now
are these revisions.

It's a term we use to,

you know, repair something
and improve it.

How did this man feel
about Dr. Gardner helping you?

Did it seem
to upset him at all?

Did he ever threaten
either one of you?

Um...No, well, you know,
Darryl's changed.

He, um --

he did an anger-management
program when he was inside.

52 weeks of meetings.

What's Darryl's last name?

He didn't do this.

O-o-okay.
Oh, please --

don't mess up
his parole.

He is --
he's not a murderer.

- Then there is nothing to worry about.
- Look, Rhonnie,

you really need to give us
Darryl's last name.

I-it's Carson.

Okay.

Just tell Dr. Miller

that we're gonna need
to come back this afternoon.

What time does
he get out of surgery?

Um -- after 3:00.

Oh, that's Lisa Gardner.
She's our flagship patient.

He operated
on his own wife?

Oh, no. She's, uh,
Dr. Miller's patient.

Oh.
Excuse me.

Yes.
Thank you very much.

All right, look,
I'm gonna get ahold of Buerge

and see if he can pull
Carson's jacket.

Maybe he can get a work address
from his parole officer.

The way Rhonnie talked
about Dr. Gardner --

you think
they were an item?

Eh, probably more reverential
than romantic,

but maybe the old boyfriend
has a different opinion.

If you could revise one thing,
what would it be?

You mean like surgery?
I don't know.

I'd do my feet.

I hate my feet.

In a perfect world, I'd have
long, lean, elegant feet.

Well, who sees your feet?

I do.

And if I did it,
I'd do it for me,

not some foot-digging dude,
if that's what you're asking.

So, what would you do?

I don't know, you know.

I mean, nothing hangs
quite the way it did,

if you know what I mean.

And a couple of nine-pound
babies didn't do me any favors.

And, again, there's always the
flaming elephant in the room.

I guess
I could do my scars.

I hadn't really thought
about it for quite some time,

but I don't know.
What do you think?

I really don't know
much about them.

I mean,
do they bother you?

Hang on.

Got another e-mail
from Buerge.

A picture
of Rhonnie Johnston

pulled from Darryl Carson's
case file.

Lovely.

Mr. Carson.

Mr. Carson!

Darryl Carson!

Hey, you should never interrupt
a saw operator.

Detectives Dulcett
and Sheppard.

We'd like to speak to you
for a moment, sir.

What happened
to your face?

Well, there was a time
when I might have said,

"What happened to yours?"

But I've bettered myself
of late.

Congratulations on that, sir,
but the question still stands.

What happened to your face?

I'm gonna go back to work,
ladies.

We need to ask you
some questions

about the murder
of Dr. John Gardner.

- Rhonnie send you here?
- Where were you last night, sir?

She trying to drag my name
into this?

No, see, you already did that when
you took a razor blade to her face.

Now just answer our question,
okay?

- Where were you last night?
- Leave me the hell --

Bitch!

Yeah, I'm a bitch
with a badge.

Get up!

I got an alibi.

I was in the system
all night.

- Where?
- Hollywood station.

Lucky for me, I got popped
for some B.S. bar fight, huh?

I mean, I'm not always
this good-looking.

What time
were you arrested?

Early, like 11:00.

Oh, okay, so --
that's long enough

to get down the hill
from the Gardners',

go find a bar,
get a couple of drinks,

and settle your nerves
after killing somebody, right?

Hey, come on.

I think he picked
that fight

so he could establish his whereabouts.
What do you think, 'Chelle?

Oh, yeah. He just said
it was some bull--

I didn't kill Gardner.

Yeah, but you threatened him
in the past.

You knew
where to find him,

you knew
there'd be drugs and cash,

and, from the burglaries
in your rap sheet,

you knew how to get around
home-security systems.

And there's even
an old gun charge.

I wasn't convicted of that.

Man, this is all her fault.

Rhonnie always loved
playing the victim.

So it's her fault that you
sliced her face open like that?

I'm not proud of that.

She turned out okay,
didn't she?

I mean, hell, that doctor
even gave her a better nose.

So you've seen her.

One of the conditions
of your parole

is that you have no contact
with Rhonnie Johnston.

I saw her at the mall
a few months ago.

I didn't even wave,
okay?

Rhonnie's no good for me.

I know that now.

Did she tell you
she was banging that doctor?

Yeah, how do you think
she paid for that new face?

I don't really care
about all that.

I really don't.
I don't care whether it's true.

And who can blame her?

He's rich,
successful, handsome.

She must have eaten him up
after putting up with you.

I didn't kill --
you know what?

Write it down.

I want to know
where you were,

I want to know
the name of the bar,

and you'd better
be specific.

'Cause nothing
would make us happier

than keeping you off the streets
for a very long time.

I really hate that guy.

Yeah, well, I hope we find
something to hold him,

but I don't think
he killed Gardner.

I mean, a guy like Carson,
he gets pissed at you,

he doesn't sneak up and put a
bullet in the back of your head.

No, a guy like that, he --
he carves his name in your face.

So you really don't think
he did it?

Hey, Sheppard, Dulcett.

I got uniforms canvassing
all around the Gardners' house,

but you know how rich people are
about answering their doors.

Maybe it depends
on the face they see

when they open the door.

Believe me,
I had every intention

of making
detective rookie here

hike those hills in his Sunday
go-to-meeting shoes,

but then the bastard went
and did something useful.

Well,
shame on you, detective.

I've been looking at the
Gardners' medical practice --

credit cards,
mortgages, insurance.

He's had more than
his share of lawsuits.

Great.
Well, keep us posted.

Seriously,
you run in these things?

Well, seriously,
can you run at all?

Look, it's after 3:00.
Let's head over to Beverly Hills

and talk to Dr. Miller, okay?
Okay.

- There she is.
- James!

- Is everything all right?
- Everything's fine.

Well, it's good
to see you again.

And congratulations on finally
selling that house.

Thanks.
Congratulations to you, too.

What's that?

Salt.

Uh...

Okay.

Don't eat that.

Felix said
he got married again.

Yeah.
Uh...Thai woman.

Bai-ming. She's nice.
They're -- they're very happy.

- You're like two hours early.
- Yes.

I, uh, thought maybe we could,
uh, go somewhere, and, uh...

Talk.

Well, now, you said that
like it was a bad thing.

No.
I-I don't mean that.

I have to be somewhere,
so...

Okay.

Did you bring the thing
for me to sign?

I did.
Right here.

Oh.
Brought a pen, too.

So you're sure that
we're getting the best price?

I'm sure we're not gonna get
any price unless you sign it.

Are you, uh...

Feeling resistant again?

No, I'm not feeling resistant,
I'm just -- you know,

I'm just not wanting us
to get taken to the cleaners.

- It's a good house.
- Yes, it is.

If you're having
any doubts,

I'm more than happy
to talk about them.

No. I'm good.

I am good.

So, um, walkthrough
is at 7:00?

- Yes.
- Great.

- I'll see you tonight.
- All right, I'll see you then.

Okay.

Oh.

James looks good.
Yeah.

- Everything okay with you two?
- Yeah.

You know, look, I'm always
gonna love him, right?

He's the father of my kids.

Man, he has to analyze
everything,

and sometimes it's just
exhausting, you know?

Yeah, that's the downside
of being a shrink.

He probably can't shut
that part of his brain off.
Yeah.

It's funny -- when we first
started dating,

we used to stay up
all night talking.

Just talking.

He was, like,
the first person

who really wanted to know
all about me.

Every detail, good or bad.
Hmm.

I guess that's part of what
made me fall in love with him.

Hmm.
Yeah.

There's nothing like somebody
who really gets you, you know?

It's like a drug.

Until it's not.

After a while, it was like,
you know,

"Can't we just
be in the moment

and not put every single feeling
under the microscope?"

Relationships.

Yeah.

Dr. Gardner's office.
Hi.

Dr. Gardner's office.
Will you hold, please?

Thank you for holding.

Yes.

Dr. Gardner's office.
Can you hold, please?

I can't help it.
It's just sitting there.

Look at this one.

Dr. Miller:
We sent everyone home.

We got through
all the must-see cases.

What a terrible day.

I guess
there'll be a lot of those.

You know,
I worry about Lisa.

She's always depended
so completely on John.

I understand that Dr. Gardner
did a lot of pro bono work.

Did that interfere
with the practice?

That work
always generates P.R.,

and it's always very good
for the business.

You know, but, besides that,

I think John really needed
to feel serious again.

You can only do so many
double-D augmentations

without starting to feel
a bit ridiculous.

That's us in college.

Me, John, and Lisa.

Hmm.

Wow.

I would...never have guessed
that that was Lisa Gardner.

Thank you.

"Thank you"?
What the hell was that?

It's like he created her.

Maybe she wanted
to be somebody else.
Yeah.

I mean, she's such a beautiful
woman, but she just seems...

Fake?

Trapped, you know?

I mean -- you know what?
The more I'm thinking about it,

the more I'm starting to feel
like Lisa Gardner has motive.

Who knows?

Maybe she got tired of being
revised and decided to cash out.

Hey, did -- did Romeo ever find
those insurance documents

for the Gardners?

Let's give him a shout.

So, how much does
Mrs. Gardner stand to benefit?

Well, her husband's policy
pays her about five mil.

Add the house in the hills
to that --

just about
nine mil all-in.

I might bend a couple rules
for that kind of payday.

What about Dr. Miller?

Miller is worse off
without him.

Right now, I would say
that it's the widow

who stood to gain
the most.

Oh.

Here she is.

That's her?

She seems pretty frail.

Maybe she was just designed
to look that way.

How can I help?

It's standard procedure
for us to investigate

the beneficiaries
of a murder victim.

I understand.

Especially when the
insurance payout is substantial.

Let me make this easy for you,
detective.

Yes, I'm going to inherit
a lot of money,

but I didn't need to kill
my husband to get it.

John didn't want
anyone to know about it,

but he had stage IV
brain cancer.

He had less than three months
to live.

Bad news about Rhonnie's ex.

Looks like Darryl Carson's
alibi checks out..

The bartender
and two other customers

put him in the bar
at the time of the murder.

Damn.
You know, I really hate

to kick this guy loose.
Yeah, me too.

You know,
we can hold him overnight

for that stunt he pulled
in the lumberyard.

May make him think twice
about going all neanderthal

next time he --
Afternoon, detectives.

Hey.
A buddy of mine from patrol.

Look at you,
all proud of patrol.

You still
missing the action?

Some days
less than others.

Anyway, my buddy stopped
this tagger in Hollywood

a couple hours ago.

Kid had more than spray paint
in his backpack.

"Dr. John Gardner."

Do you think this kid
is the shooter?

No. I already looked into it.
He has a solid alibi.

What about prints
on the bottle?

S.I.D. pulled a couple.
They're running them now.

I hate to upset the L.T.,
but this could be

the very thing that
he doesn't want it to be.

A random home invasion?

Eh, I'm still
not buying it.

I just keep thinking,

who benefits most from Gardner's
death, you know?

Look, the wife had, what --
a couple months to wait

before he was dead anyway?

And the partner is worse off
without him, you know, so...

Hey,
that tagger in there --

did he know the name of the guy
who sold him the meds?

No, but he's gonna show us
where he scored.

I mean, I figured we'd sit on the
spot, see if the dealer comes back.

You going, too?

Yeah, why not? There's
always room for one more.

Well, as much as I would love
to chaperone,

I have got some papers
to sign tonight.

You guys have fun.

All right.
Night.

Initial here and here.

Last one.

That does it.

The new owners
take possession

as of 7:00 a.m.
tomorrow morning.

- Okay.
- Congratulations.

Thanks very much for all your help.
Mm-hmm.

- Oh, your pen.
- Thanks.

Thanks again.

What are you gonna do
with your half?

Well, I already spent
most of it, you know,

going in on the house
with Davey.

You mean when
you rescued him again?

Sorry.
Old habits.

The kids will have mostly
good memories of this house,

won't they?

We used to...

We used to laugh a lot here,
you know?

Remember how you could hear
everything in this house?

It was...

I miss the bar at Hal's.

You want to get a drink
at Hal's?

Hello?

You thirsty?

Well, that still works.

This part
was always pretty good.

Yeah.

We haven't
done that in a while.

No, we haven't.

It's a nice way
to say goodbye to the house.

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Did my scars
ever bother you?

You know the answer
to that.

Why are you asking now?

I don't know.
No reason.

There's always a reason.

James, I swear to God,
you got to stop doing that.

- I'm sorry.
- Okay.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Good morning.

Good morning.

You guys have any luck
with that tagger last night?

Pssh. No.

Romeo and Buerge are taking him
back out this morning.

They're staking out the place
where the kid scored the meds,

hoping the dealer
makes an appearance.

Hey, all your escrow papers
get signed last night?

You guys close the deal?

Yep.

Closed the deal.

What?

Really?

You and James?

W-w-what, was it being back
in the old house again?

What?
I don't know, you know.

It just sort of happened.

Okay, so, did you
talk about it afterwards?

No. The last thing I wanted
to do is have a big ol' talk.

Well, maybe it's time --

you know what?
R.A.C.R. has compiled

those street-view
surveillance videos

from the Gardners'
neighborhood.

I'm gonna watch it in the conference
room. You want to come?

Ohhhh.

All right.

This is the only cam on the
block with a view of the street,

and this is
from below the hill,

11 minutes
before the gunshot.

Do we at least
have the round trip?

Yes, we do.
It is 21 minutes later.

Right there.

All by himself
on both sides of the murder.

Not that his own mother
could I.D. him from this tape.

Yeah, that's got to be
our guy.

Now, all we have to do
is find him

and get him
to give up whoever hired him.

Lieutenant?

I just got a call
from Wilshire Division.

Rhonnie Johnston, the woman
who worked for Dr. Gardner...

Well, she was found dead
in her apartment this morning.

You should go over and see if
it connects the Gardner case.

- Is that him?
- No.

That's him,
in the hoodie!

Hey, man.
What flavor'd you get?

What?

Get on your knees!

Hands behind your back.

On your feet.

Hey, Buerge,
this man's a doctor.

Card's name says
he's John Gardner, M.D.

No, no, I found that.
Look, these aren't my pants.

I found these pants.

Mm-hmm.
Nice save, rookie.

Thank you.

I'd have hit him harder.

Yeah.

- Good thing he went your way.
- Yeah.

I can't
get a confirmation

that Darryl Carson
is still in central jail.

How is this possible, when we
put him in the system ourselves?

You know how it is.

Sometimes people
slip through the...cracks.

I got to get a BOLO
out on Carson.

Keep checking
central jail.

We got to find him.

If he did this...

Hey, 'Chelle,
come here and look at this.

One sec.

They're receipts
from the Four Seasons Hotel.

Look whose name
the room is booked under.

Dr. Nolan Miller?

Champagne,
couples massage.

Rhonnie Johnston was having
an affair with Dr. Miller?

Yeah, but I-if Gardner was
the one that she idolized...

What if she was trying
to make him jealous?

Okay.

What if, somehow,
Carson knew

and then he got out of jail
last night?

Hang on. Sheppard.

Yeah, okay. All right.
I'll be there.

Buerge and Romeo
picked up the shooter.

I'm gonna go down there
and talk to him.

He may have been the one
who killed Rhonnie, as well.

It's Detective Dulcett again.

Have you found
this guy Carson?

Oh, come -- come on.
How hard could it be?

You're worried that Carson
somehow got out

and killed Rhonnie Johnston.
Yes, sir.

He was a no-show on the bus
to court this morning,

and nobody can seem
to tell me where he is.

I'd love to say it's impossible
for a grown man

to get lost in the system,
but with a daily pop of 19,000,

you and I both know
that's not true.

Marlene?
Yes, sir?

Would you please get me
the intake desk at county jail?

Of course, sir.
Right away.

Thank you.

- Who'd you talk to at county?
- The watch commander.

I also spoke with Carson's
parole officer,

but he didn't get a notification
of parole hold.

What about Wayside?
Maybe county was too crowded.

Nobody has ever heard of him
at Wayside.

I checked
all the jails.

- Son of a bitch.
- Absolutely, sir.

Sir, county for you
on line one.

Thank you so much,
Marlene.

Oh, you're quite welcome,
sir.

What?

Her cat threw up last night.
She's worried.

I didn't say nothing.

This is Lieutenant Valdez
at R.H.D.

Patch me through
to Lieutenant Moran, please.

We were on a robbery table
together.

This guy is exhausting.

Hey, Pete, it's Felix.

Yeah, it's been a while.

She's good.
Thanks for asking.

Actually, Gail and I split up
about three years ago.

I'm remarried now.

Bai-ming.

Bai-ming.
She's Thai.

Thailand.

Yeah,
I-I like the food, too.

It's coconut milk.

Oh, my God.

Yes, it is
a refreshing surprise.

Listen, Pete, I need --
Pete, I need your help.

Yeah, we sent you guys
a Darryl Carson --

resisting,
battery on a police officer.

Nobody at your place
seems to know where he is.

Well, he just came off
a deuce at Corcoran,

so he knows the tricks.

Maybe he's hiding out at psych
or the medical dispensary.

Yeah, I do know a place
that's very authentic.

It's in the strip mall
in Hollywood.

Okay.

Thanks.

He's checking.

Okay.

Guess who gets to take Moran out
for authentic Thai next week.

Thank you, sir.

Darryl Carson.

He was in a bar fight
in Hollywood yesterday.

They got him.

Y-you can hang on
to him for now.

Thanks, Pete.

He was in the infirmary
all night.

Said he had a migraine.

So, somebody else
killed Rhonnie Johnston.

Looks that way.

Thank you, sir.

Who is she?

You've never seen her?

Am I supposed to remember
everybody that I see?

How about everybody
that you've killed,

starting with last night.

Is she the reason I'm here?
Because that's easy.

I've never seen her,

and I have an alibi
for last night.

You can check.
I was at my cousin's house.

- How about the night before?
- Uh, I don't know. I'll check.

Look, this is
very, very bad.

I know, and it's because
of the credit cards.

Look, I've already explained
to the other cops

that these
are not my pants.

It's not your pants that are
getting you in trouble, Toby.

It's your hat
and your hoodie.

You were wearing them
in the video.

You're on
a security camera

a couple blocks away
from the Gardners.

I saw you on it
just like I see you now.

You haven't
changed your clothes.

Yeah, but look, a lot of people
dress like me,

and a lot of people
look like me.

Yeah, okay.
You know what blowback is, Toby?

When you fire a weapon like
the .38 that killed Dr. Gardner,

something
pretty amazing happens.

The discharge
creates a vacuum

that sucks back debris
as far as 18 feet away.

And you were
less than four feet away.

That means that
you have got little bits

of the doctor's hair,

blood, and brains
all over you.

Someone paid you
to kill Dr. Gardner --

someone who didn't have
the courage to do it themselves.

This was not your idea.

Now, I don't really think
that it's fair

that you get punished
while that person gets away.

Do you?

Who came to you, Toby?

Hmm?

Who paid you to do this?

Dr. Nolan Miller,

you're under arrest, sir,
for the murder of John Gardner.

Please put your hands
behind your back.

Call my attorney.

Hey, 'Chelle,
why don't you finish this

and take him downtown,
okay?

I'm gonna
check something out.

I'll be there
in a little bit.

You got it.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say or do

will be held against you
in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

Sorry to keep you waiting,
gentlemen.

We were just
tying up some loose ends

in the Rhonnie Johnston
murder.

You knew that she was
killed last night?

My client has nothing to say.
Of course.

Dr. Miller isn't being charged
with her murder.

It's just that since you worked
with the victim,

we thought that you would
want to know.

We suspected Darryl Carson,
Rhonnie's old boyfriend.

He had a motive, priors,
and he was primed.

But we have since confirmed
that Mr. Carson was locked up,

and so the number of suspects
has gotten smaller.

So, who killed
Rhonnie Johnston?

We found these
in her apartment.

That's your client's name
and his credit-card number.

It was used for champagne,
couples massages.

And then when we arrested you
in your office this afternoon,

I noticed a look that you got
from Lisa Gardner.

So I drove back
to the Four Seasons

and I took the receipts
and a photo,

and no one there
remembered seeing you

with Rhonnie Johnston.

But everyone remembered
seeing you with Lisa Gardner.

Rhonnie must have
gotten these

from your office
and saved them as proof.

But then, last night,

it dawned on her --
you had motive.

So she confronted you,

maybe she threatened
to tell the police,

and you went over
to her apartment,

tried to reason
with her, pay her off --

anything
but let her ruin the plan.

But she was loyal
to Dr. Gardner,

and the only way
to shut her up --

I mean,
really shut her up --

is to strangle her,
right?

But here
is the best part of all.

The best part of all

is how you have been
hung out to dry.

It must have really been
a dream come true for you

when she made her move
a couple of months ago.

Yeah, but women like Lisa Gardner
are really expensive.

You really had us fooled there
for a while.

I mean,
I just could not figure out

how you stood to benefit
from your partner's death.

I mean, the insurance was only
gonna pay you, what, 5 million?

But you stood to make more
than that from the practice.

And you probably
already know this,

but since you're responsible
for Dr. Gardner's death,

you lose all claim
to the $5 million.

Here's the thing that I don't
think that you saw coming.

I found a separate
insurance policy.

I dug it up with two of
our forensic accountants.

Took the better part
of the afternoon.

Now, guess who gets

the business' $5 million
insurance payout

should you go down.

Oh, come on.
I think you know the name.

Lisa.

Ding, ding, ding!
Lisa Gardner. Yes.

She gets your money
and her money to spend,

all to herself.

And the real kicker is
she didn't have to feel bad

about setting up
her husband,

because he was
dying anyway.

What?

John Gardner
had terminal brain cancer.

He had just under
three months to live.

So, you see,
the twist in all of this

is that
Lisa Gardner's plan

was not to get rid
of her husband.

No, it was
to get rid of you.

So, here is the question that
I have for you, Dr. Miller.

Since you are the one
who designed this monster...

How would you like to be
the one to take her apart?

Get out of the pool,
Mrs. Gardner.

Dr. Miller gave you up.

He told us everything.

I don't understand.

Get out of the pool.

You can get dressed, or I can
take you downtown like that.

It's up to you.

And you know what?
Please don't bother

with that whole stumbling
fake-frailty thing.

I mean, that really
started to bother me.

- You think you know who I am?
- No, I don't.

I think that you're a woman
who made a choice.

You made
the outside beautiful

because the inside
is so...corrupt.

And now that Nolan Miller
sees that --

well, he's gonna
testify against you.

You can
put me on the stand.

It'll be his word
against mine.

Yes, and I am sure that you will
play that part brilliantly!

The broken,
victimized widow.

But unfortunately for you,
Mrs. Gardner,

juries tend to
believe doctors.

Give me your hands,
please.

Lisa Gardner,
you are under arrest

for conspiring to murder
John Gardner.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will
be used against you

in a court of law.

Okay. Good night.
Love you.

See you
in a couple of weeks.

Nick is...
I know.

- He's a handful.
- Yeah.

So, uh, when's the cab
coming to pick you up?

I've got a couple of minutes
to talk,

if that's
what you're asking.

No, I was actually asking

when the taxi was coming
to pick you up.

I'm kidding.

I really enjoyed
last night.

James --

just listen
for a second, okay?

I'll be brief --
for me.

And you are welcome
to talk,

but you're not obliged
in any way, okay?

Although it is welcome.

Last night was lovely.

I could be with you like that
a million more times.

That part's always
been easy for us.

Always.

You asked me
if your scars bothered me.

They don't.

♪ ...Is back
where you used to know ♪

And you and I both know

the problem
has never been your scars.

It's about...

The sharing of the story
of your scars.

Of what your mother
let happen.

And as much as I love
what we had, and miss it...

♪ Hold onto
your special friend ♪

...I can tell
that it's time

for you to share your story
with someone else.

♪ Now you stay inside
this foolish grin ♪

♪ though any day,
your secrets end ♪

♪ then again ♪

♪ years may go by ♪

You're a good man.

Okay.

I'm gonna go.

Okay. Yeah.

♪ You saved
your own special friend ♪

I'll see you
in a couple of weeks. Yeah.

I will see you
in a couple of weeks.

♪ You stay inside
this foolish grin ♪

♪ when, every day
your secrets end ♪

♪ then again... ♪

Hey, guys?

♪ ...Years may go by ♪

♪ years may go by ♪

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