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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.

I've been warning those people
for 15 years we were vulnerable.

Your resume says
that you served

with the Army Rangers
in the '80s.

Who was your C.O.?

Sorry, fellas, can't go into
operational details.

I do have combat experience.

In an advisory capacity.

Suffice it to say,

I'm looking for an opportunity
to get back on the front lines.

Okay.

We'll make our decision
in the next couple of weeks.

Thanks for meeting
with us, Dan.

Okay, uh, I'll look forward
to working with you.

Yeah.

Thanks.

(doorbell rings)

My bus took forever.

You get him in bed okay?

He fell asleep
listening to his radio.

Uh, I left you
some tuna in the fridge.

Thanks, sweetheart.

See you tomorrow.

Not if I can help it.

Dr. Croydon, Victor's
looking for you.

He found some papers
you were burning in
the oil furnace.

He says that's illegal.

What is he talking about?

You tell him snooping
through my garbage,
that's illegal.

Hey, Matson.

Hey.

There it is.

Thanks.

Morning, Dr. Croydon.

Don't you worry, I'll give
Victor that message.

(doorbell buzzes)

Let me just rinse out.

I thought you'd be here earlier.

(loud thud)

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MAN:
Her name's Connie Matson.

Part-time home-care nurse.

She was Air Force
until three months ago.

We found her
discharge papers.

Page two, section five.

"Special Duties:
Anthrax Vaccination Program."

That's why I
called you in.

You did the right thing.

She was stationed
just down the road

at McGuire AFB.

You'd think an
Air Force nurse

could do better
than night-shift
as a home-care.

And here's why:

general discharge,
two medical leaves,

each less than 30 days--
maybe drug rehab.

Well, I didn't see any track
marks on her arms.

If it's drugs, it's probably
amphetamines; go pills.

Air Force keeps them around
like vitamins.

Maybe her go-go lifestyle
got the best of her.

It's jell from an ice pack.

The seal
must have been broken.

"For use with food
and medical supplies.

Conforms to U.S. military
specifications."

Right down to
the serial numbers.

MAN:
The ice pack was traced
to your dispensary.

You worked in the
infirmary together.

It's even known you
fraternized with her.

All right, is the Lieutenant
right, Airman?

Were you fraternizing
with Matson?

Yes, sir.

Before I was married.

Well, she didn't have any
contraceptives in her apartment.

No condoms, no evidence at all
that she had a boyfriend.

Not even that she was pursing
a heterosexual relationship.

You were her beard.

Because a young,
unattached woman

gay or straight
would be harassed here.

Yes, ma'am.

And lately
she was having

a tough time in the world

and she came
to you for help.

Something she could sell.

Boosters
for the anthrax vaccine.

She said she had a buyer
for them.

Anthrax vaccinations
and the yearly boosters

are tightly controlled

and someone would buy
them on the black market

because they'd want
to stay off the radar.

And once their vaccinated,

the next step is
getting the anthrax.

Could be a nut job
with a roll of stamps

or a terrorist
with a crop duster.

You know, I see a lot of
inquiries in Matson's file

about her military record:
hospital, medical group...

Prospective employers.

Yeah, and then
there's this one:

Haznostics, Incorporated
up on Fordham.

They made two inquiries.

"Haznostics."

"A testing facility
for environmental hazards

and bio-agents."

Well, anthrax
certainly qualifies.

There was no anthrax
in the nurse's apartment,

but the lab found five
spores on the money

she gave to her
Air Force buddy.

Same South African strain

as the anthrax in
Dr. Stern's collection.

Dr. Stern, who says
he doesn't know anything

about missing anthrax.

Whoever gave the
nurse the money
to buy the vaccine

already has the anthrax.

Haznostics.

EAMES:
What position
did she apply for?

A nurse in our clinic.

She has experience treating
exposure to bio-agents.

Does that
happen here often?

No.

We do environment testing for
insurance claims, workers' comp.

But you never know.

Has any of your employees
ever been vaccinated
for anthrax?

Anthrax isn't something
we've dealt with.

But I think Dr. Croydon...

Right. Dr. Dan Croydon,
our lab director.

He was vaccinated
a few years ago

during a posting
in South Africa
for the W.H.O.

Has he kept up
with his boosters?

His last one was
four years ago.

He'd no longer
be protected
against the virus.

Unless he got boosters
we didn't know about.

I see he worked at the
Army bio-weapons lab

at Fort Detrick
in the early '90s.

I like this guy.

What's this notation for?

His wages
are being garnished.

He fell behind
in his child support.

Mmm, I really
like this guy now.

Is he here today?

He took his son to Jones Beach.

Every morning, 7:00,

Dr. Croydon's out the door,
comes back an hour later.

You ever seen him
with this woman?
No.

Dr. Croydon's hit
a dry spell lately.
You know...

You call him a doctor,

but he's not a doctor,
he's a scientist,

a lab rat... but he
makes you call him doctor?

Yeah.

I know his type.

Goes off on people...

That's him.

He even threaten to
have the super arrested.

For what?

Super caught him burning
garbage in the furnace.

We need to check
the furnace room.

Directory of
Government Agencies.

He's highlighted a few.

FBI, Homeland Security...

could be targets.

Found one picture
of his son.

Looks at least

five years old.

He's an equal
opportunity deadbeat.

His wife filled out this
healthcare form two months ago.

He hasn't mailed it in yet.

This is
"The Great Flu Epidemic."

The flu epidemic of 1918, killed
22 million people worldwide.

CROYDON:
Excuse me.
Who are you?

And what the hell
is going on here?

We just executed
a search warrant.

A search... a search for what?

Evidence of a crime.

Do you know a Connie Matson?

She's a nurse.

No.

EAMES:
She applied for
a job at your lab.

I don't hire the nurses and you
haven't answered my question:

What are you searching for?

Well, this for one.

You highlighted
some of the agencies.

Any particular reason why?

They offered me work.
I...

You people have no idea
who you're dealing with,

but you'll find out,
I promise you.

Oh, speaking of
unfulfilled promises,

make sure you mail this.

It doesn't sound good, Dan.

Maybe we should take them up
on their invitation

and go and talk to them.

I know these people.

It doesn't matter what you say,

they twist it around until it
suits the conclusion they want.

I refuse

to play their game.

I won't do it!

The lab says there was no
trace of anthrax at all

in his apartment.

It might just mean he's not
as careless as we thought.

This is the lab report
from the furnace.

They found ashes
of paper products...

and traces of bentonite.

I give up.
What's bentonite?

An anthrax dispersal agent.

It keeps it
from sticking to surfaces

like the inside of an envelope,
for example.

And then there's this

they found in the corner
of the furnace box.

It's a plastic package
used for self-adhesive stamps.

Postage stamps
and bentonite.

And a hit list.

Next stop is a mailbox.

We notified the Feds.

The HazMat people
are checking mailboxes

near Croydon's home
and his job,

and along the route
he takes to work.

If Dr. Croydon has anthrax,

can we say with certainty
how he got it?

The anthrax on the money
was from a strain

developed by the South Africans.

Croydon was in South Africa
in the late 1990s.

Same time as Roger Stern.

Sounds as sure
as next week's weather.

"The idea that American
companies export anthrax

"to such despotic
regimes as Iraq

"with the approval
of our government is insane.

"But that's what's
happening now

"and one day these bio-agents
will reap terror

and we will be unprepared."

It's a letter to the editor
he wrote in 1988

when he worked for
the Defense Department.

Must have made him
popular with his colleagues.

He got reprimanded.

His career stalled.

He has an ax to grind,
a point to prove.

We were posted in South Africa
for three years.

Dan's work was water quality.

No anthrax, as far as I know.

As far as you know?

Was there a lot
you didn't know?

Let's just say that Dan
was a disappointment

and leave it at that.

Wha... you mean personally
or professionally?

Because he had a prestigious
job with W-H-O,

A PhD from Strathcona
University.

Was there something wrong
with his PhD?

He never finished his thesis.

His problem is he never finished
anything in his life.

He'd rather quit or run away.

I know the type.

You know, he neglects

his child support,

irresponsible,
self-involved.

Just needs a personal crisis
to...

carry out his threats.

Anything like that
going on in his
life right now?

My son said that
his job interviews

haven't been going very well.

Just one more thing.

I notice a diagnostic code

on your husband's medical claim
for post-cancer treatment.

I was diagnosed with
breast cancer six years ago.

When you were in South Africa.

I came home for treatment
with my son.

But not with Dan.

He was having too much fun
jetting around the world

doing important work.

When I finished
chemotherapy,

I filed for divorce.

The man that she described
fits the profile.

A wounded idealist
who's nursed

his grievances
for years.

Which doesn't get us
any closer to an
arrest warrant.

We turn up the pressure.

We drive him
into our arms.

WOMAN:
Mr. Carver, is it true
you're looking for anthrax?

We're looking for evidence
in the murder of Connie Matson.

We've been told

an employee of Haznostics,
Dr. Daniel Croydon,

is a suspect?

CARVER:
Dr. Croydon is
not a suspect.

While we have
no clear

evidence linking him
to the murder,

he remains a person
of interest to us.

Thank you.

(reporters clamoring)

Thank you.

(clamoring continues)

I recognize that we live
under the rule of law.

But I have a right
to due process.

They call me
"a person of interest."

As if that entitles them
to ransack my home

and smear me
in the press.

All without a shred
of evidence.

I prepared a handout
for the press.

It contains a chronology

of the government's
campaign against me.

REPORTERS:
Dr. Croydon...

GOREN:
Dr. Croydon,

would you be willing
to take a blood test

to prove that you haven't
been exposed to anthrax

or recently vaccinated
for anthrax?

Dr. Croydon wants
to come in,

but I've advised
him not to.

If you're afraid he's going
to incriminate himself,

then we'll make it
off the record.

I have no fear
of incriminating myself.

Is that a yes?

There are over 1,200
different strains

of Bacillus anthrax,

and if your so-called experts
told you they could pinpoint

where this one
came from,

you should fire them.

No, see, they compared it
to an anthrax sample

which is known to have come
from the South African
bio-warfare program.

I'm sorry, I should be
discussing this

with other scientists,
not with you.

We're going on
two motives--

the first is extortion.

The suspect needs money.

GOREN:
Say, because his wages
are being garnished

or he's stuck
in a dead-end job.

Only a mediocre mind would think
that's a plausible motive.

I can't wait to hear
your other theory.

Vindication.

The suspect feels victimized.

This is how he's
settling the score.

Another mediocre idea.

Someone with his qualifications

would find the proper forum

to air his grievance...

Right, like sending
a letter to the editor?

When you were forced out,

why didn't you
raise a real stink?

It was a waste of my energy.

I had a family
to take care of.

GOREN:
Oh, right, nothing
comes before family.

Maybe you just didn't feel up
to taking on the government.

You know, that's another aspect
of the profile.

Sometimes they compensate
by pumping up their résumés.

With nonexistent PhDs.

That's...
that's a clerical error.

One other aspect
of the profile...

passive-aggressive
personality.

The kind that kills
with anonymous letters.

That's not me.

It's in everything
that you do.

You neglect your child support,

your medical
claims...

No, I forgot.

You want to be seen
as the victim.

I told you...

But you won't!

You'll be seen
as the malcontent!

A fake!

A loser who won't
even take care

of the basic needs
of his family.

Damn it, I told you
I just forgot!

Oh, you forgot to come home
with your wife

when she got cancer!

She didn't have to come back
to New York.

They have hospitals
in South Africa.

She did it to undermine me.

You...

You bastard.

You... bastard.

Good day.

Dr. Croydon will be a hit
with the jury.

EAMES:
He's not ready

to give it up yet.

He had a lot of fight
left in him.

We stay on him,

we wear him down,
he'll break.

He'll make a mistake.

(phone ringing)

Deakins.

Yes.

Which room?

Thank you.

Son of a bitch.

There's a note on the desk,
but it's not signed.

He's broken now.

The ME's leaning toward
a finding of suicide.

She found booze
and anti-anxiety medication

in Croydon's blood.

There was a note?

Yeah.

"I tried to serve my country.

"But now they've engaged
a former member

"of the Army Criminal
Investigation Unit

"to implicate me in
an anthrax plot.

"This man has used
his badge to ruin me.

"Thanks to him, I've lost
my job, my home, my son.

My innocence doesn't
matter to him."

And that's where it ends.

Detective, he took
the coward's way out.

GOREN:
His note... his anger

is directed outward at me.

But depression,
suicidal depression,

is anger turned inward.

He was drinking, taking pills.

He succeeded at killing himself,

but this guy, he never finished
one thing, not even his note.

Well...

the anthrax booster was
found unused this morning

by Canadian customs
in a... knapsack

on a New York-Montreal
train.

There was also a small vial

of less than
two grams of anthrax.

They think the owner
lost his nerve

and got off the train
before it reached the border.

Doesn't look like Croydon
was the guy after all.

EAMES:
We still have
a homicide.

FBI's taking
jurisdiction.

You guys clean up
your paperwork.

I would never say anything
in front of the Captain, but...

Everything pointed to Croydon.

You didn't
listen, Bobby.

You didn't listen to what
his wife said.

Admirers?

Reporters.

They want a comment.

Can they print
a hand gesture?

You get any sleep
last night?

I've been trying
to tie up loose ends.

Look, you know... if you
don't incinerate bentonite

at a very high temperature,

it leaves a residue.

Now, Croydon's lab

has a 2,000 degree
industrial furnace.

So why did he use
an oil furnace

that only burns
at 400 degrees?

He would've known better.

I had Latent take another look

at Connie Matson's cover letter
to Haznostics.

Her fingerprints are
under the ink, not over it.

She only handled
the blank page.

Somebody else wrote the letter,
printed it, mailed it.

This evidence,
it's manufactured.

Croydon was set up.

Now he's dead, and just as
mysteriously, he's been cleared.

It doesn't make sense.

If somebody wanted
to ruin the guy...

Is that what you think
they wanted to do?

Or this?

"Innocent man driven to suicide

by ruthless and
incompetent detective."

You must really like
veal parmesan.

It's the fifth night in
a row you've ordered it.

I just like watching you
write it down.

Hello, Bobby.

I would call you
Detective Goren,

but given your press
coverage lately,

you probably want
a low profile.

Keep your hands on deck.

We don't want you
playing with your pistol
under the table.

Nicole Wallace.

Hitchens.

Same as it was
and always will be.

Yeah, I thought
we cleared all that up--

your identity, your pathology.

Oh, right, your little theory.

But like many of
your theorieslately,

it wouldn't butter
your parsnips.

What will they do
with you, Bobby?

Do you think they might find
a nice tunnel for you to guard?

Well, you know, there
is a bright side.

I mean, you have more time
to spend up at Carmel Ridge.

Oh, you're just
hitting all the marks.

I was right about you, Nicole.

Elizabeth.

And you were wrong about me.

Just like you were wrong
about Dr. Croydon.

Read the papers, Detective.

Your insights
have no currency anymore.

Is that what this is about?

Do you remember what you said
aboutMoby Dick

and the unrelenting
pursuit of evil?

I know why you were unrelenting
about Dr. Croydon.

I know what it was about him

that stuck to your hide
like a harpoon.

He ran out on
his poor, sick wife.

Cheers, Bobby.

This was everything
I'd hoped for.

Careful, your
salad's wilting.

Oh, I was hoping
you'd join us.

This is Robert Goren,

my friend I was
telling you about.

This is my husband,
Gavin Haynes.

Nice to meet you.

Elizabeth tells me you're
one of New York's Finest.

Not these days.

So you're married to...

I told you,

Gavin has made
an honest woman

andAmerican citizen
out of me.

We should give you
our number,

and you should join us
for dinner one night.

Oh, better yet, you should jot
down our license plate.

You can find us that way.

(chuckling):
She's a remarkable woman,
isn't she?

(chuckling)

She wouldn't have dangled
herself in front of me like that

unless she felt
completely protected.

With Gavin Haynes as her
husband, she would be.

She planned this return from
the minute that she disappeared.

Stern, Buzz Davis,
Connie Matson,

who knows how long
that she knew them.

Resourceful girl like her
would've held onto their numbers

till she needed them.

And then there's Croydon.

The perfect background...

the perfect personality.

DEAKINS:
Perfect fall guy.

CARVER:
She framed him
with planted evidence,

and she killed him.

And Ms. Matson...

is she also responsible...?

Croydon, she picked a man
I already didn't trust.

I already didn't respect.

That's how she blind-sided me.

She, uh...

she picked a man
like my father.

She, uh... she got me.

She got me good.

Well, let's get her back.

That's Nicole
and her French boyfriend

during their killing spree
in Thailand.

Outside of being
blonde and pretty,

that girl doesn't have a lot
in common with Elizabeth.

You have any more
recent photos?

There's that.

I noticed your marriage
went unnoticed.

Was that her idea
to keep it a secret?

She told me that she
had an ongoing dispute

with the Australian
tax people

over a fund she
ran in Melbourne.

That's actually not her dispute.

It's Elizabeth Hitchens,
whose identity she stole.

She tell you about her little
stint at Hudson University?

She was very sorry she got
dragged into an academic feud.

A feud?

She was responsible
for the murder of two people

and killed two more
in the last two weeks.

If you had one iota
of evidence...

You don't see it, do you?

We're just picking on
your poor, innocent wife.

I hear a familiar voice.

Sweetheart...

I tried to call you
at the spa.

They told me, but I was
wrapped up in something.

Don't worry.

You did a good job inoculating
him against the truth.

Sooner or later,
she is going to turn on you.

She probably turned on people
for good reason.

I don't intend
to give her that reason.

But I've humored you,
Detective, up till now.

But I know about
all your methods.

You drove an innocent
man to commit suicide.

I'm warning you...

don't try it with my wife.

A week after
her marriage,

Hitchens got an expedited
citizenship hearing

before an
administrative judge

and pledged allegiance
a week later.

Unless we've proved
beyond a reasonable doubt

that she is in fact
Nicole Wallace,

she's out of our reach.

M.E. heard back
from the Australians.

Nicole Wallace got vaccinated
for anthrax in 1996...

in Bendigo.

Apparently
that's the heartland

of sheep country.

Do you have an atlas?

Her last booster was
over two years ago.

M.E. says it protects
up to two to three years later.

If we could test her blood,

we'd know if she handled
the South African anthrax.

There's no probable cause
to compel a blood test.

Six years ago
Croydon investigated

an anthrax outbreak in Australia

in the state
of Victoria.

Which happens to be
where Bendigo is.

Six years ago Croydon's wife
was in New York

battling breast cancer.

He would've been in Australia
by himself.

They could've met.

Nicole could've found out
that he ran out on his wife.

Factor in your credibility
problem...

Gavin Haynes.

The way he was mooning over her,
he'd spend his last dime

keeping her
out of trouble.

She seemed to be moony
over him, too, in her own way.

Question is, how far will she go
to protect him?

As you can see by the date,

the Australians filed
their extradition request

two months before Ms. Haynes'
citizenship was granted.

She wasn't aware of it.

Your office just didn't perform
its due diligence.

You can't revoke
her citizenship.

And because this concerns
nonviolent financial crimes,

she can't be extradited.

That's true.

But this is one
of several irregularities

involving
the administrative judge

who presided over
her citizenship hearing.

Ms. Haynes, did Judge Burbank

ask you for a financial
consideration?

Now wait a minute.

The judge paid off the mortgage
on his country home

two weeks after Ms. Haynes
became a citizen.

We're very curious
how he did that.

Did we bribe him,
is that what your question is?

No.

If you'll give me
a minute,

I'll be right back.

You're sure you don't
know about this?

I mean, if Gavin
did anything...

No.

He wouldn't be
so bloody reckless.

Well, he just
might, Elizabeth.

He loves you.

Now you may not be in
trouble, but he would be.

Bribing a judge is
serious business.

HITCHENS:
Judge Burbank.

Elizabeth Haynes.

You did my
citizenship hearing.

Yes, I remember,
Mrs. Haynes.

Could I have a word
with you in private?

This may come
as a shock to you,

but you're being investigated
for taking bribes.

Excuse me?

Where did you
hear this?

Um, they suspect my husband

of helping you pay off
your little shack here.

I have no way of knowing
if he did or not,

but I will not let
anything happen to him.

You name your price,
whatever it is.

But under no circumstance
will you implicate my husband.

If I'm hearing you
clearly...

You heard me clearly,
Judge.

I'll be in touch
with you tomorrow.

Love the garden.

Hello, Nicole.

If you insist on
calling me that name,

I'm afraid I'm going
to have to ignore you.

Nicole Elizabeth
Wallace Hitchens
Haynes, whatever,

all of you
are under arrest

for attempted bribery.

CARVER:
Since we believe

she obtained her citizenship
using a false identity,

she's a foreign national,

with no status and no right
to the usual protections.

How long
is that gonna fly?

Hopefully long enough
to get probable cause

to test her blood
for anthrax exposure--

proving once and for all
that sheisNicole Wallace.

What a clever pair you are

with your phony
extradition request.

And that judge-- ooh,
he was very convincing.

I'd keep an eye on him
if I were you.

He might actually
be taking bribes.

You know, let's put aside
Elizabeth Hitchens' crimes.

Let's talk about Nicole
Wallace and her crimes.

That's the anthrax

you left on the
train to Montreal.

Along with the booster
Connie Matson got for you

before you killed her.

Where did
you find her?

At a bar near
the Air Force base?

You slept with her.

Is that how you
gained her trust?

Fire up your imagination
all you want, detectives,

you won't provoke me.

And then there's Dan Croydon.

You find out where
he was staying.

You invited yourself
up to his room.

You commiserated
with him and then
suggested that he...

vent his outrage on paper.

You made sure
he was good and drunk

and then you got him in the
shower and strung him up.

All that and she
can bake a cake, too.

Really, detectives.

Hold on.

There's a leak in
the anthrax bag.

It spilled onto the table.

It's okay, it's
not weaponized.

It'll stick to the surface.

It won't
float around.

I'll get a Hazmat
guy up here.

It's an emergency kit.

They give us these things

in case something
like this happens.

Your hands.

You touched
the table here.

So did you.

We were vaccinated after 9/11.

There's no problem

but... you, you,

you touched your face
and your mouth and...

Yes.

Please save me.

I've been mortally
contaminated

with what? What is this?

Confectioner's sugar?

You don't believe
it's anthrax.

Fool me once, Detective.

I doubt even you would throw
around vials of lethal anthrax.

Well, there's a
detection kit.

It's easy to find out.

Give me your hand.

If you just

wanted to hold
my hand, Bobby,

you really didn't have

to go through
such measures.

Is it everything you imagined?

Don't flatter yourself.

I see in you what your
other conquests don't.

Right, the famous Goren vision.

A little shortsighted,
lately, though,

with one glaring
blind spot, huh?

Well, we all have
our off days.

Just a couple of drops

on this strip...

and then we'll see
if it's anthrax.

Did it ever occur to you
how much you despised him?

Who, Croydon?

No. Daddies, Bobby.

The subject is daddies.

I was stunned to discover
divorce decrees

are matters
of public record here.

While reading
between the lines

of your parents' divorce,

I gather your daddy
was quite the bon vivant.

He liked a good time.

Tell me, Bobby,

when he ran out
on your poor mother,

it was her
you blamed, wasn't it?

For driving him away.

Yeah.

Yes, I did.

You were 11.

You thought Daddy
was fun and exciting.

Boys are supposed
to look up to their daddies.

But now you worry
you're too much

of a chip off the old block.

Is that why you haven't married?

You're afraid that maybe
you'll be the model husband

that your Daddy was.

No.

You remember the rules.

Tit for tat.

And what about
your father?

Did you ever confront him
for what he did to you?

Did you ever bring him
to account for his abuse?

You never even
admitted it to yourself.

This doesn't concern me.

You became

the abuser... of that
sparkling little girl.

You pimp her out.

You make her sleep

with men and women
she doesn't want to.

What? To serve your
pathological needs?

And theirs?

Well, this will come
as news to Gavin.

You know, we've fooled ourselves

into thinking we're in love.

Thank God Detective Goren
is here to save us.

No, you just listen to me!

You just listen to me now!

My, how you hate
being contradicted.

I believe that there
is a part of you

that loves Gavin.

The decent part of Nicole

that's hidden in that
bunker you call a heart.

Remember last
time you sat here

you confronted the truth.

It hurt.

So you had

to shoot the messenger, hmm?

If I could be wrong
about Dan Croydon,

then how could I
be right about you?

Well, you blew it, Nicole,

your one chance for
happiness with Gavin.

One chance

and you had to
come back to me?

You couldn't leave
well enough alone.

That's the price
of denial.

Look, it's positive for anthrax.

You don't seem
concerned.

Maybe you didn't hear me.

I heard.

You've been exposed
to anthrax.

No cause for alarm, Detective.

I've been vaccinated
for anthrax,

along with millions
of my fellow Australians.

(laughing)

Including Nicole Wallace.

Yeah, she was vaccinated
in 1996-- in Bendigo.

One year before she
met Dan Croydon

and her records show...

that her last booster
was over two years ago.

On the other hand,
there's no record

that shows Elizabeth
Hitchens hasever

been vaccinated, so if,
in fact, you are Elizabeth,

you would be... alarmed.

You'd be screaming
for medical help.

You might still have enough time

to put on a...
a convincing performance.

(clearing throat)

This is proof
of what? Nothing.

CARVER:
Not quite.

It's probable cause
for a blood test,

which will reveal
your recent exposure

to the South African anthrax,

andthat,Miss Wallace,
is proof of everything.

Well, of course I've
been exposed tothat.

Isn't that part
of your little charade?

This? Oh, that's
a different strain of anthrax--

a genetically impaired,
harmless strain.

You don't seriously
think he'd toss about

bags oflethal
anthrax, do you?

Don't think
for one second

that this is the
end of us, Bobby.

When the blood test
came back positive,

I thought she'd
jump at a plea,

but she's insisting
on a trial.

Sure. With Gavin Haynes
footing the bill.

Well, it's your turn
in the barrel now.

I'm done with her.

Here. Have one.

What's this?

Scones.