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(indistinct chatter, buzzer sounds)

Come on, y'all dig in.

Don't let this food get cold.

All right, we'll be right there.

(lively chatter)

OLDER GIBBS: Did you ever know someone

who fixed everything for everyone?

Did you ever know someone

who loved like it was their job?

Mary Jo?

When is my dad getting here?

After work, baby.

I knew you'd be missing him,

so look what I made for you.

Mac and cheese?

Did you meet all of my friends out there?

Did you meet Millie? Yeah, we all met Millie.

She's in the club now, right? Mary Jo's flock.

That's right. (laughs)

Mama Bird takes care of us,

one and all.

Oh, where do you-- Oh, thank you.

Mary, now I don't want to hear nothing about my back.

That's too bad, I already got a special cushion for you.

Let me grab it.

You still need a sitter this Sunday?

Only if you want to save my life.

Mary Jo?

Sit next to me, will you?

I need some advice about my car.

RANDY: Mary Jo?

Mary Jo?

Lala wants me to tell you the fax machine

is on the fritz again.

Did she try unplugging it?

I don't know. It's making a...

(imitates whirring)

...kind of noise, then it's kind of like a,

like a... (growling)

Mary Jo, why did you write

that I'm training Nadia this afternoon?

Because she starts this afternoon,

and I want you to help train her.

We're getting a new secretary?

Yeah, we've been shorthanded for two years.

Wheeler finally got off his butt and approved it.

Gail, honey, save that kind of talk

for your ride home.

VERA: Mary J?

Your fliers are on all the desks.

Yeah, and I appreciate that, thank you, but...

you kind of changed every word I wrote.

Hey, what happened?

Nothing, I'm just hitting the head.

You're missing one of your rings. You lose it?

Nah, I just ain't wearing it.

VERA: Uh, okay, so the way I originally

wrote it, right, was like,

"Come to this meeting and Strickland will teach you

"a bunch of profiling stuff that she learned

from interviewing 12 offenders."

Right? But the way you have it here, it's like:

"Come eat cupcakes."

Vera, girl, do you want people to show up or not?

WHEELER: Mary Jo?

Mary Jo, do we have any--

Cliff. Thank you.

You're lactose intolerant.

You need to accept that.

You just need to tell Shelly to stop

making lasagna on Sunday.

I know. LALA: Mary Jo?

I tried pushing all the buttons.

Before this, it sounded like a dying goose.

It needs to reset.

Here, drink this.

Any time I see you near anything

with buttons, you look like you're gonna die.

Should I plug it back in?

Well, don't make him do it. COURIER: Mary Jo Hayes?

You need me to sign for something?

Are you Mary Jo Hayes?

Yes.

You've been served.

OLDER GIBBS: Did you ever know someone who fixed everything

for everyone?

Did you ever know someone who loved like it was their job?

That person...

the person who fixed everything,

who loved everyone,

who tied shoes and bandaged knees...

(sobbing)

...who fed mouths and wiped tears...

When she got knocked down...

nothing in the world was right.

♪ ♪

I didn't even know you were married.

I mean, I-I knew you were, I just...

you never said you were still.

It's been over for years, you know that.

We just never made it...

...official.

I don't even have a lawyer.

Why would you?

You think your sister would look at it for me?

I mean, I'll pay her fee-- She's not gonna let you

pay her, come on.

I just want to get it signed and...

done with.

She'll look at it.

No problem.

(knocking at door)

(exhales)

(sniffles)

(clears throat)

Oh. Hey. Uh...

Gibbs is looking for you.

A Marine called in and reported his wife missing.

Franks and Randy are already headed over to his house.

Thanks, Gail.

(engine shuts off)

FRANKS: Ah.

Master Sergeant Dane.

Yeah. Uh, I didn't know if I should stay here

or go out looking for her.

Agent Franks.

This is Agent Randolf.

We need to look for her.

Can you tell us what happened?

I, uh... I went to work.

Called to check on her. She didn't pick up,

so I came home to see if she was okay.

(sighs) She's not here.

Purse is inside, car's in the garage.

Could be she just went for a walk?

She wouldn't go for a walk. She's smarter than that.

My wife is Sarah Dane.

She's been in the news.

She just got out of prison?

Last week.

Pardon, I've been out of the loop.

Uh, she was an...

an-an investment advisor. (engine shuts off)

She, uh... she-she got creative with some of her clients' money.

Some of 'em lost everything.

She served her time. (car doors shut)

She got out last week.

People were calling,

harassing her.

Today was the first day I went back to work.

I called everyone I can think of.

No one's heard from her.

His wife is Sarah Dane.

You mind if we take a look inside?

No.

Why don't we take a ride around the block,

see if she didn't just step out for some air?

♪

♪ ♪

(lawnmower starts in distance) (crows cawing)

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing inside)

(continues ringing)

Hello?

MAN: Joshua Dane?

Who is this?

Who is this?

You think you can get away with what you done,

but you can't.

(wind blowing through trees)

I'm not gonna let you get away with it.

You hear what I said?

You're gonna pay for what you done.

♪ ♪

You're gonna pay.

♪ ♪

Follow me. This way.

Don't be shy. (chuckles)

You'll live here.

I'm right across the way.

Go ahead. Set your stuff down.

(sighs) Gail.

I thought she'd clear this out

for you, but sometimes she doesn't have the kind

of initiative I hope for her.

Yeah? Gail, this is Nadia.

Nadia, Gail. Hi.

Welcome to the nuthouse, sweetie.

She said that to me on my first day.

Oh. Listen, the missing woman this morning turned up

deceased in her pool.

NADIA: Somebody died today?

Like-like a murder?

You do understand what we do here, don't you?

Yes, ma'am.

Our victim was an investment lady.

You may have heard of her. Sarah Dane.

She stole money from her clients.

That means all of her clients are suspects.

Is that the list of clients?

The ones I got so far.

Our agents are gonna want to interview them all.

They'll record the session on audio,

and we'll transcribe the tapes.

That way, everyone on the team can read the interviews.

Make sense?

Yes, ma'am.

You know how to use a foot pedal?

Show her how to use the pedal.

We're gonna have a ton of interviews to type up.

And schedule them for tomorrow.

But keep the afternoon open for Sarah Dane's husband.

They're gonna want to talk to him again,

and we don't want him here at the same time

as her defrauded clients.

Got it. That's only a partial list.

I'm sure there's gonna be more.

FRANKS: Mary Jo!

If you have questions, ask.

Mary Jo!

Hey, I was calling for you.

What do you think I'm doing here?

Clients I gave you for interviews--

that was just a partial list.

Yeah, I know.

Here's the rest of 'em.

I want to talk to the husband again tomorrow, but--

But not while the defrauded clients

are here. Yeah, I know.

FRANKS: Okay, back to it.

What was our victim up to?

What made her tick? What made her dead?

Press painted her as "Lady Dane."

She wanted a life of luxury.

She was willing to steal her way there.

Court sentenced her to three years.

She was ordered to pay restitution,

but, by that time,

most of the money was gone. What'd she spend it on?

Expensive trips and risky investments, mostly.

The Feds seized what they could, though.

Took her fancy paintings right off the walls.

What about the house? GIBBS: It was given to the master sergeant

by his uncle. They couldn't touch it.

She didn't even come close to repaying what she owed.

Most of her former clients are out tens of thousands or more.

You stack it all up, theory is

one of these folks who were out their life savings

cases the house, waits for the husband to go to work,

attacks Sarah Dane, drowns her in the pool, and walks off.

RANDY: I-I said, sir,

I'm-I'm asking you a simple question.

I'm... (sighs)

We're waiting on Doc Tango to confirm cause of death.

He said the bruises on her neck

could be from being held underwater.

What about the call that came in while you were at the house?

RANDY: Yes, I need you to expedite it.

Sorry. I s-- I said "expedite it."

I think he's on with the phone company now.

Because a woman is dead, that's why!

Okay, yeah.

Yeah, f-fine.

Have-have a great day, too.

(groaning)

Phone company's gonna get us the records as soon as possible.

Ain't what it sounded like, Rando.

(sighs)

All right, we keep digging today,

jump in for interviews tomorrow.

(phone rings)

(sighs)

Dominguez. Hey, it's Strickland.

Mary Jo just told me about her freaking divorce papers.

What the hell, man?

I know.

Drinks tonight after work?

Mm-hmm.

(Vera groans) (loud chatter)

The guy actually said,

"You've been served." LALA: No. VERA: Mm-mm.

Can you believe that? Mm.

Yeah, but you can't really shoot the messenger.

LALA: No, but she's not shooting

the messenger!

(chuckles) She's talking about the fact

that Marcus sent a messenger

instead of picking up the phone and saying,

"Hey, legal wife, I would like a divorce."

That.

Okay.

Do you want to hear something weird?

Yes.

I used to think that I was gonna marry a guy named Marcus.

Oh. (laughs) No, I'm serious.

Look, I'm serious. I'm s... Come on!

(laughing)

So serious. All right.

So, in my mind, his name was Marcus

and he was a dirty chef.

Yeah, well, my Marcus was a know-it-all ass.

We met in high school.

Forever had his hand up in class

driving everybody crazy. (groans)

Mm.

He even asked me

to Sadie Hawkins. (chuckles)

MARY JO: Can you believe that?

But I went.

(chuckles softly)

He found out I loved Ray Charles...

...and he did this whole thing to, um,

"Hit the Road Jack."

(sighs) Could that man dance.

Yeah, but we hate him, right?

Nah, it's not like that.

Then what happened?

We just, um...

Things happened.

We grew apart.

Oh, freaking life, man.

What a world. ("Georgia on My Mind" by Ray Charles playing)

I told my sister I'm gonna drop off your papers

for her to look at, okay?

♪ Georgia ♪

(muffled): Mary Jo?

♪ Georgia ♪

♪ The whole day through ♪

♪ The whole day through ♪

♪ Just an old sweet song ♪

♪ Keeps Georgia on my mind ♪

♪ Georgia on my mind... ♪

NADIA (muffled): The husband's here.

Mary Jo?

Mar-Mary Jo?

Uh... The husband's here.

What husband? Uh...

The victim's husband.

Master Sergeant Dane.

I just sat him right over there.

Uh, no, he wasn't supposed to come until this afternoon.

Oh, well, he called and asked if he could come in early.

And, you know, there was an opening

in Agent Franks' schedule.

Excuse me. Sir?

(sighs)

Uh, why don't you come along with me?

You can sit upstairs with the special agent in charge.

Yes, ma'am.

That's Sarah Dane's husband?

How are you? Uh... KYLE: Dane!

Your wife got what was coming to her!

You hear me, Dane?

I got nothing 'cause of her!

Dane, you hear me?! GIBBS: Mr. Fieldson. Okay.

I hope she rots in hell!

GIBBS: Okay, Mr. Fieldson.

Okay.

She took my son's future!

Master Sergeant, with me.

The hell did you let this happen? GIBBS: Let's go.

KYLE: Son of a bitch! She took everything!

GIBBS: Come on! Let's go!

KYLE: She got

what she deserved! Outside!

♪ ♪

Mike, what the hell happened out there?

Fight broke out.

Yeah, I got that part.

What I don't get is why the husband

and Sarah Dane's fraud victims were here at the same time.

Scheduling snafu.

Mary Jo screwed up.

I let her hire more help.

So that shouldn't happen.

Look, I think we got bigger fish

than worrying about what Mary Jo and her girls are doing.

Well, then you picked an interesting time

for a snack break.

I'm hungry, Cliff.

Where is the master sergeant now?

With Lala, conference room.

And the boys are finishing up with the defrauded clients.

Take a breath. Have a yogurt.

I can't.

The dairy and my stomach.

So you know when it comes across your desk,

I'm bringing in a forensic accountant on this.

What for?

Some of the yahoos she swindled still think

their money ain't gone. (scoffs)

It's gone.

Already been adjudicated,

double-checked by the courts.

Well, we're triple-checking the double-checkers.

What's going on with your tummy?

Depends on which doctor you ask.

One thinks I'm lactose intolerant.

And the other thinks it's just stress.

Stress?

What's weighing on you?

Shelling out for a forensic accountant we don't need

during budget cuts.

What's weighing on you?

All right.

Jason took Shelly's car out last week.

Ain't he, like, 12?

Huh? No, he's 15.

He and his pals, they went for a joyride,

busted a fender,

and it is a miracle

they didn't kill somebody.

Hell, that don't sound like Jason.

I remember when Tish used to sit for him.

He was such a good kid.

Yeah. Well, now he's a menace.

Ask Tish what she thinks about that.

Yeah, I will.

(spoon clangs)

(sighs)

Look... Hmm?

Boys will be boys, Cliff.

I'm sure your kid's gonna turn out just fine.

(exhales)

You okay, Master Sergeant?

Yes, ma'am.

Really sorry about what happened out there.

Oh, I'm, uh... I'm used to it.

It's been my life

for the last three years.

Your wife's clients blame you?

Most of them think I was in on it.

I'm married to her, so how could I not be?

I'd have to be an idiot to not know

what she was doing, right?

I did not know.

She suddenly had millions

and you didn't notice?

Course I did. I was on those vacations, too.

She said she was doing well at work,

got in early on a-a few good investments.

I had no reason to doubt her.

Why'd you stay with her after she got caught?

(exhales)

I loved her.

She got caught up in the money,

in wanting that kind of life,

and she made a huge mistake.

But during those years away, she changed.

She didn't...

she didn't care what she could buy anymore.

She-- We h-- we had each other.

If you could take a look at these photos.

These are Sarah's defrauded clients

who have criminal records.

See if you recognize anyone,

seen them around your neighborhood, maybe.

(sniffles)

She-she wished she could make up for what she did.

(sighs)

She would've given it all back if she could.

(soft chatter)

(footsteps approaching)

NADIA: Excuse me. Mary Jo?

You already apologized enough, honey.

I don't want to bother you,

but Agent Randolf and Agent Gibbs handed these off to me

on the way out the door.

Uh, they were leaving to go to Forensics.

That's great. Just set 'em down.

(sighs)

You said the husband shouldn't come in until later.

And I... I-I heard you,

but I just think I was so overwhelmed--

Gail should've been checking after you,

and I should've been checking after Gail, so...

buck stops with me.

You can get these tapes...

typed up

while I hold down the fort out here.

Go give half to Gail.

She's down in Observation.

I-I feel like you're upset.

You know what?

Go get Gail.

You two cover out here.

I'll do the tapes.

Go on.

("Georgia on My Mind" playing)

♪ Georgia ♪

♪ The whole day through ♪

♪ The whole day through ♪

♪ Just an old sweet song ♪

♪ Keeps Georgia on my mind ♪

♪ Georgia on my mind ♪

♪ I said Georgia ♪

Don't worry. I got you.

♪ Georgia... NADIA: Mary Jo?

Excuse me. Mary Jo?

♪ A song of you. ♪

M-Mary Jo?

I actually forgot where Observation is.

Let me show you.

You know that phone company guy still hasn't called me back?

With the Danes' records? Yeah.

You think I'm too nice? What do you mean?

Lala says I have a phone voice

that doesn't "inspire urgency."

You want me to call him for you?

No. (sighs)

When we get back, I'm gonna call him again,

but this time I'm gonna...

(deeper voice): lower my voice an octave.

Good plan. Yeah.

Thanks.

RANDY: Hey, Woody.

This is your doing?

Oh, the forensic accountant?

She barged in here like a banshee early this morning.

What's a banshee? That.

She showed up with a truckload of papers,

said she needed to "borrow" my lab desk.

And here we are, eight hours later,

fully violated.

What do you got?

Victim's clothes.

Pool water sample, fingernail scrapings,

and a few other items from the crime scene.

Where do you want me to put it?

Excellent question.

So I'll just grab that.

Sorry, he's lashing out.

It's been a hard day for both of us.

You don't have to apologize to them.

They caused her.

You know...

I can still hear through these things.

(mimics): Oh, I can still hear through these things.

ESTHER: And a banshee is a Celtic spirit

that signals the death of a family member by wailing.

The nightmare continues.

RANDY: Wow. A lot happening here.

Okay. We will... leave you guys to it.

You guys are NIS Agents, right?

Don't you want to know what I got?

Honestly, unless it's really important,

we'd rather just leave.

I think what he meant to say was,

we figured you'd need more time. Yeah.

Well, for my official report, yeah.

But my preliminary examination of the documents has

led me to a fairly strong thesis.

Sarah Dane stole

$9.2 million over a seven-year period,

supposedly spent it all.

Right. But based on her bank records,

credit card statements and wire transfers,

I don't believe her spending pattern was

as high as the initial investigators thought.

So, you're saying there's still money out there?

(scoffs) Yeah. A considerable amount.

RANDY: How considerable?

If I'm right, uh,

$5.1 million, give or take.

Can you find it?

Not likely. If she's smart,

she stuck it in an offshore account.

And I'd say she's pretty smart--

otherwise, somebody would've already found it.

♪ ♪

(tape recording): This is Leroy Gibbs,

interviewing Kyle Fieldson for the Dane investigation.

Mr. Fieldson, when did you start working with Sarah Dane

as your investment advisor?

Eight years ago.

I wanted to figure out a way to save

for my son to go college.

I could never afford to go and I wanted him to be able to.

(tape rewinds)

I could never afford to go and I wanted him to be able to.

GIBBS: Did you ever call the Danes to threaten them?

KYLE: No.

LALA: You lost all of your retirement?

Everything I worked for, my whole life.

I'm supposed to be retired...

...spending this time with my grandkids.

I had to get a job cleaning floors.

RIVERA: We were finally able to buy our dream house.

We didn't know what Sarah had done until it was too late.

We couldn't afford the mortgage.

We lost the house.

You ever make threatening calls to Sarah Dane's home?

SERGEANT RIVERA: When I realized what she did, I called her,

said some choice words, but that was years ago.

RANDY: When was the last time you had contact with Sarah Dane?

I don't know. Uh...

She stopped taking my calls.

That's when I knew it was hopeless.

That was the seed money for my company.

I never even got a third of it back.

It wasn't just a company,

it was my dream.

I'll never get it back. (sighs)

(rewinding)

KYLE: All I wanted was for

my son to go to school,

to have that chance--

MARINE'S WIFE: My mother was in the hospital.

We couldn't even help with her bills--

WEARY LADY: It was my dream.

I'll never get it back.

OLDER GENTLEMAN: (sighs) I'm scrubbing floors

instead of being with my grandkids--

MARINE: I had to watch my wife cry herself to sleep.

(rewinds)

WEARY LADY: It was my dream. I'll never get it back...

(sighs)

Hey...

Franks tell you to talk to me? No.

Look, those folks was mis-scheduled, that was on me.

It will not happen again. No, um...

I...

(clears throat)

My sister just called.

She looked at your divorce papers.

Marcus is asking for alimony,

half the house,

half of everything.

That can't be right.

I'm sorry.

(sighs)

Excuse me for a minute, will you?

♪ ♪

(sighs)

Hi.

The whole way over here, I tried to make sense of this.

I worked myself up to give you a piece of my mind.

But right as that door opened, it hit me.

The least we owe each other, after everything,

is the benefit of the doubt.

So go on, explain yourself.

I did it because we were letting it drag on.

This was the next step.

One of us had to take it.

I'm not talking about that.

Oh, well, I mean, back before,

you said it be easier if I didn't call you.

So I didn't.

I'm talking about what you're asking for.

Wait, what do you-- Coming for the house?

The house you refused to stay in,

the house you said haunted you.

Hold up.

I didn't ask for the house. I didn't ask for nothing.

The papers say you are.

Well, there must be a mix-up with the lawyer, Mare.

Honest.

Look, I...

I went with the first one I found.

I didn't read the papers before he sent them.

I couldn't...

All those years, you gave so much,

the last thing I'd try to do is take from you.

I'll call the lawyer, have him fix it, okay?

Thanks. Mare...

I'm not upset about the papers.

I just don't want to forget.

We won't.

We won't. (sobs)

We won't, babe. (cries)

Oh, I don't want to forget.

(huffs) Okay.

Thanks again for doing that.

I got to go.

(chuckles softly) Love you, too.

What?

You took my advice. About Eddie.

What? No.

I was talking to my sister.

She's helping me with something for Mary Jo.

They know we're here?

Doc Friedman said she'd be ready in a minute.

Good.

I did take your advice.

I called him.

It was good.

Closure.

(door opens)

Hop to, bunnies, I got news for you.

She died of a heart attack.

What?

No foul play, no one drowned her.

She had a massive cardiac arrest.

Are you sure?

Uh, yeah, we don't say things like that around here

unless we are sure.

Significant heart muscle damage,

minimal water in the lungs.

Would you like to see pictures of her organs?

No.

What about the bruising?

Consistent with a single hit on the pool's edge.

There are no defensive wounds.

And Woody came back with zilch with his stuff.

So, expert analysis,

she's walking, has a heart attack,

tumbled over, hit the side

and drops beneath the pool cover.

So natural causes. Case closed.

That's another way of putting it, yep.

I'll call Franks, let the master sergeant know.

Doc Tango's not working tonight?

No, he took off a little bit early

to, uh, help Tish with her boxes.

What for?

You do know that he's Tish's uncle, right?

Yeah.

What are the boxes for?

Well, I did not ask.

Let me ask you something, though.

Every time you're in here, you look at me like I'm weird.

Do I just make you uncomfortable,

or is it the... dead bodies?

(printer whirring)

FRANKS: You're kidding.

Like what? A damn heart attack?

Go get a drink, then. Case closed.

Transcriptions from the interviews you all did.

File it away.

Victim died of natural causes.

Dominguez just called from the morgue.

You're just gonna wipe your hands and be done with it?

There some reason I shouldn't be done with it?

How about these?

Yeah, that's a tough break,

you typed it all out for nothing.

I don't give a damn about typing them, honey,

these are real people.

They had dreams.

Now, from the chatter around here,

I'm getting that Sarah Dane might still have

some money out there somewhere, is that right?

You owe it to these folks to look for that money.

Got to go.

Don't do that.

Got some place to be.

No. You're making up some place to be

'cause you don't want to deal with me.

That's what you do.

Look, you want to know?

I'm gonna go sit at a laundromat awhile.

Then I'll sleep a couple hours at a motel on 8th.

Then I'll wake up in the morning,

I'll come back here and I'll start a new day,

start a new case, and I'll do it all over again.

You and Tish?

Yeah, I'm giving her space to pack up.

I left her my ring 'cause...

she likes that one.

You don't want to tell me what happened.

You need a place to do laundry, you can stay at my place.

I got the pullout.

Got to go.

Hey.

I'm sorry for you,

but you're not the only one with problems.

We all have our things we carryin'.

These folks...

...they have their things they're carryin'.

So, yeah...

you go out,

you go out tonight and you do whatever laundry you want,

sit there feeling bad,

but tomorrow,

you come in here and you look for that money,

'cause that's the job.

That's the job you signed up for.

To help make people whole, even when you're not.

("Hit the Road Jack" by Ray Charles playing )

Dead of a heart attack, case closed.

But are we just gonna wipe our hands and be done with it?

Is there some reason we shouldn't be done with it?

Come on, Rando.

Some of the money them good folks lost

could still be out there.

We owe them real answers.

Woody was more than happy

to send over the forensic accountant's files.

Might be something she missed.

Let's go!

This is the job we signed up for, ain't it?

Making people whole even when our life stinks?

Is he saying our lives stink?

I don't know.

I'm gonna go ahead and call the phone company guy back.

♪ No more, no more, no more ♪

♪ Hit the road, Jack... ♪

RANDY (deeper voice): This is Special Agent Bernard Randolf.

Enough runaround. I'm gonna need some answers.

(coughs, normal voice): Talking like this is hurting my throat.

Yes, um, thank you.

Uh, thank you for accepting my call,

I'm calling on behalf of an investigation we're having,

um, over the death of someone, Sarah Dane...

Now, finally, we are getting somewhere.

♪ Well, I guess if you say so... ♪

No, I would, I would not like to be transferred.

I want to talk to you.

Because you're the supervisor.

LALA: Do you see a pattern that I'm missing?

RANDY: Yes. NIS. Naval Investigative Services.

No, you're gonna give me that information

or I'm gonna pin you with obstruction of justice.

Because I'm a federal agent.

♪ What'd you say? ♪

♪ Hit the road, Jack... ♪

Okay, thank you.

The phone company has done my bidding.

You got the records?

Yep. The threatening guy you talked to was

calling from a pay phone.

How does that help us? RANDY: It doesn't.

But what does help us is

that there was an outgoing call that morning,

after the master sergeant went to work.

Sarah Dane called who? A travel agent.

I talked to them.

She was looking to book a one-way ticket to Colombia.

Said she would wire the payment, but she never did.

FRANKS: Tell you what.

Running off to Colombia only sounds like a good idea

if you got a big fat bank account to keep you company.

Master Sergeant Dane? NIS.

Need you to open up.

(sighs) What happened?

You're wrong. What you're telling me is wrong.

She wouldn't, she wouldn't leave me.

She wouldn't, she wouldn't break her parole.

She wasn't hiding any money.

We know she did look into booking that plane ticket.

She changed.

She didn't care what she could buy anymore.

We had each other.

Did she ever say anything about any accounts,

or safety deposit boxes?

(slams table) She wasn't hiding any money!

(sighs)

I'm sorry...

...but you have your facts wrong.

All of them.

I was sitting here thinking, she wouldn't just walk out

by the pool and have a heart attack.

She-she didn't...

she didn't like it in the backyard.

She never went in the backyard.

She didn't like it back there.

Someone came here, attacked her,

and drowned her in the pool. They must've

called the travel agent from our phone.

She never went in the backyard?

No.

No. She didn't like it back there

'cause I didn't keep it up.

She had no reason to be back there.

♪ ♪

MARY JO: Sarah Dane did have a reason to be in the backyard.

She needed to wire that money

to buy her ticket out.

Her ticket to the life she always wanted.

Her husband wanted to believe she was someone new.

But she was who she always was...

She was someone who hid away a lot of money that wasn't hers.

The people she took it from

will be able to get some back now.

♪ ♪

Maybe they can't get back

the exact dream they had before.

But maybe they'll be able to live it in some other way.

A new way...

Maybe now they'll feel

a little bit closer to whole.

Anyway, case closed.

Y'all did good.

Oh, I didn't do anything but screw up the scheduling.

Yeah, well, then it's all up from here.

Right, Gail? Good point. (chuckles)

I'm not giving up on you two yet.

You got this. I know, you're right.

Sorry. Yeah. Tomorrow's a new day.

(indistinct chatter)

Glad I caught you.

My sister said these are good to go.

I appreciate it.

Come on, I'll walk you out.

Hey, you know, those accounting files didn't give us anything.

But that thing you pulled with the phone company

broke the case wide open. Ah. Thanks, man.

But I can't take all the credit.

That speech that Franks gave about our lives stinking,

lit a fire under me. Yeah, it was a good speech.

(grunts) You going to Vera's meeting on Friday?

Yeah, everyone's going, it says there's gonna be cupcakes.

(chuckles)

("Georgia on My Mind" by Ray Charles playing)

OLDER GIBB: Did you ever know someone

who loved like it was her job...

...even when she felt like quitting?

♪ Georgia... ♪

Did you ever know someone who fixed everything for everyone...

...even when she was in pieces?

♪ The whole day through... ♪

I just don't want to forget her.

We won't.

I promise you, we won't.

♪ Keeps Georgia on my mind

Hey. Look here.

♪ On my mind... ♪

Come here, baby.

♪ I said, "Georgia..." ♪

All right, look.

Write her name.

On the wall.

♪ A song of you... ♪

Right?

♪ A song of you ♪

♪ Comes as sweet and clear ♪

♪ As moonlight through the pines ♪

♪ Other arms reach out to me ♪

♪ Other eyes smile ♪

♪ Tenderly... ♪

♪ Still in the peaceful dreams I see... ♪

OLDER GIBBS: Did you ever know someone

who tied shoes and bandaged knees...

...even when she got knocked down?

Someone who fed mouths and wiped tears

even when nothing in her world was right?

♪ Oh, Georgia... ♪

♪ No peace I find... ♪

I was lucky enough

to know someone like that once.

♪ Just an old sweet song... ♪

Someone who was a mother...

♪ Keeps Georgia on... ♪

...to everyone she met.

♪ Georgia on my mind. ♪ (sighs)

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