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Peter, wake up.

Morning.

Morning.

What time is it? It's six.

Listen, Ben usually comes in before he
gets dressed for school, okay? And I

don't want him to see you here.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine, yeah.

Listen, don't worry about Karen. She
knows sometimes I work a second shift.

It'll be okay.

Mommy?

Hey, Pete. Hey, baby.

What you doing here? Hey, sweetie.

Hey, you want to make pancakes this
morning?

How about we make them stars?

Yeah. Yeah.

Want to come too, Pete?

I'm sorry, champ. I got some things I
got to take care of. Yeah, come on.

up, sweetie. You're going to be late for
school.

See you, Pete.

Mom? Yeah. How come Pete slept in your
bed?

All that sweat and heavy breathing,
stretching, spreading on the floor. I

not have a male trainer.

Yeah, I feel that way about massages.

Oh, and I went to the spa once, and I
just prayed that a guy wouldn't walk in

the door.

And he did.

And he was cute, and all I had on was
that little towel. His hands kept going

lower and lower and lower. And that was
turning you on?

No, beyond a set. I was a self
-conscious wreck.

Gynecologist. Always a woman.

Mine's a man.

My husband's a doctor. There's nothing
sexual about those exams.

Oh, so when Daniel comes home, having
spent his day probing and palpating

attractive naked women, that's not
sexual? That doesn't bother you, even

little bit?

That's what I thought.

No, no, I love music. Really, any kind.
Jazz, blues.

Um, no, I never really, um...

Never really got into the opera thing.

It doesn't really have a beat you can
dance to now, does it?

Okay, troop, gather round.

I got a full plate today.

I gotta go.

First up, car plowed through a group of
pedestrians on a sidewalk smashed into a

Macy's window. One witness said that the
driver had on an angry face like he was

gun -informed.

Driver hurt? Dead.

Mick Basner, 53, lived up in Potrera
Hill. How many people were injured?

Six. Nothing life -threatening.

Possible DUI? The coroner's testing for
drugs and alcohol.

He was wearing a bracelet from CBO
Hospital, so I checked there first.

But the uniforms finished canvassing the
scene.

Okay, next, DeLuca Maynard. We got
another robbery of the Del Carlo liquor

last night. I know the owner. I'm
surprised he didn't get a shot off. He

missed. Get down there and see what you
can do. All right. Uh, Magda?

Magda?

Hi. What can I do for you?

Where's Peter?

He is going to be late.

He had some stuff at home.

Okay, well, you and Jenny can take this
then. A high school kid named Tyler

Peterson broke into his school and set
the chemistry lab on fire.

He's getting first aid, and then he'll
be brought into interrogation.

Parents on the way? They've both been
notified, so I assume they'll show.

He's pretty shook up, so...

Trying to find out what happened.

Tim Lopez, I need you to babysit a
witness who's testifying tomorrow.

Sorry.

He's dead?

My God.

In a traffic accident?

Yes.

Now, Mr. Basner was your patient, huh?

Yes, I was his treating physician.

He suffered a TIA.

I'm sorry, English?

A mini -stroke.

Did you go to med school before he
joined the SFPD?

My husband's a doctor. I helped him
study for the boards.

Really? What's his name?

Daniel Reed. He's an internist at
Oakland Emergency Clinic.

Really? I went to talk to them about an
open position.

Don't remember your husband, though. Did
you operate on Mr. Bassner?

I performed a carotid endarterectomy.

Removal of excess plaque from the
carotid artery.

And he seemed okay when you discharged
him. Mr. Bassner left on his own after

Dr. Munson had strongly advised to the
contrary.

We're talking about a very difficult
patient, inspectors. Mr. Bassner was

after the surgery, which was not
unusual.

He needed more time to recuperate.

And you told him about the risk?

I tried to. Maybe you should have
insisted.

Inspector, these patients are not in
custody.

It's their right to leave if they choose
to.

I wish I would have been able to
convince him to stay.

Inspector, we are obviously saddened by
Mr. Bassner's tragic death.

But under no circumstances is this
hospital responsible.

You should have listened to Dr. Munson.

MD, medical deity, that's what they all
think.

Not all of them. No, it's the attitude.
It's all that doctor knows best crap

that really pisses me off.

You know, and I have my tubes tied. The
first doctor I saw told me to see a

psychiatrist first.

You are a healthy young woman. Why would
you want to do such a thing? She just

assumed I was off my rocker. Don't you
think she had the right to ask? No.

It's my body.

Tyler, did you set that fire on purpose?

Arson is a serious crime, Tyler.

Lucky no one else got hurt.

You don't understand, all right? I
screwed up.

I screwed the whole thing up.

Mom. Dad.

Oh, my God.

Tyler, what the hell were you thinking?

Answer me. What were you doing in that
lab before school started?

I was behind in my work. I needed some
extra time. I'm not surprised,

considering how your grades have been
dropping lately.

I must have mixed the chemicals wrong. I
thought I knew what I was doing.

Why break into the school, Tyler? There
must have been another way to make you

work up.

You should never have questioned him
without his parents or an attorney

Diane, they're only trying to determine
what happened. My son is not a criminal.

I never said he was, ma 'am.

You heard him. He made a mistake, for
which my husband and I are willing to

full restitution.

Restitution is a good place to start,
but we're still going to have to talk to

the DA.

That's your prerogative, Inspector.

But right now I am taking him to our
family doctor so I can have that burn

carefully examined. So if you don't
mind.

The point is, Mickey left the hospital
early because he was getting sicker by

the day.

He had just had major surgery. Didn't he
realize it would take time to recover?

Of course.

But almost two weeks had passed.

Dr. Munson said he should have been
better.

But he was still nauseous. His arms and
his legs were twitching.

He was in pain.

And was Dr.

Munson aware of this? I complained to
him all the time.

But he assured me that it wasn't another
stroke.

Once that artery was repaired, Mickey
should have been fine.

But nothing they were doing for him was
helping.

So he ignored his doctor's advice and
drove himself home?

He was frustrated.

Yesterday when he called me, he told me
he was going to get out of this

hellhole.

But I didn't think he'd go through with
it.

Well, some witnesses reported that your
husband looked angry as he drove his car

into the crowd.

Are you saying he intentionally hurt
those people?

We're still not sure what happened
yesterday, but we have to ask.

Mickey could be impulsive.

And checking out of the hospital was
probably a bad idea.

But he was also kind, and he was caring.

The idea of him hurting a bunch of
strangers on purpose.

Hey. Hey.

Captain gave Ginny and I this kid who
started a fire at a school.

Need any help?

No, we've got it covered.

Would you tell Karen?

Whatever I said didn't work. We went at
it pretty good when I got home.

Oh, God.

I hate being part of that.

It's not your fault.

No?

No.

Besides, she was okay by the time I
left.

You gotta know I'm thinking about you
every minute.

I gotta go.

We need to talk.

Yeah, I'll call you later.

Okay, talk to me.

About what? Because I'm right here, and
as any of the local bartenders can tell

you, I'm a sympathetic ear.

Thanks. How about you?

You want to come clean about something?

About what?

The flowers.

Mr. Wonderful.

That.

Come on, Jen. If you're dating, I want
some details.

Wait, Meg, it's just a first date. It's
not like we're going steady or anything.

Glad to hear it.

Well, if you two can get your heads out
of sex in the city and back to police

work, we've got a report back from the
arson squad.

Arson? Tyler Peterson case.

Apparently there were traces of ethyl
ether on the floor, which was not part

the lab experiment.

He wanted to torch the place, so go pick
him up.

Let's go.

Afternoon, Catherine.

Doctor.

Hey. Hi.

Hey. Hi.

Inspectors? You got something for us,
Stephen?

I sure do.

I read all the hospital charts
pertaining to Mr. Bassner. He apparently

complaining of muscular twitches and
weakness in the days before he checked

Yeah, we knew about that. I also found
spittle of vomitus on his body, which

me to conduct some specialized tests.

He just had major surgery. Wasn't
vomiting expected?

My tests reveal a high level of nicotine
in his system.

As in he smoked four back today?

More like 40.

Ingesting nicotine at that level is
highly toxic. This man was being

death.

So who's this guy?

Look, not that you would know this, but
my whole life, whenever I started to

care about anything, something always
seemed to go bad.

Ginny Ekster's law of nature made me
superstitious, so there's just certain

things I don't like to talk about.

Like this mystery guy?

Come on.

It's Teddy Blumenthal.

What?

The ADA that got mugged? I didn't even
think he was my type. Oh, my. Well, of

course not. He's got a job.

He's clean -shaven. He probably loves
his mommy, too.

Calls her every Sunday.

Wow. So where's he taking you? I don't
know. It's a surprise.

The whole thing is a surprise. Me
dating.

Not that I don't date.

It's been a while since I've had a date.
date you know yeah

yeah yeah look please don't blow this
out of proportion okay it probably won't

be a date number two you have something
you want to share with me

i am so happy for you tin so happy let's
go pick

this kid up fine by someone here

at the hospital He was your patient here
for two weeks. We're going to need to

take a hard look around.

Well, that's not going to be easy.

The way patient care works, there must
be scores of employees who might have

access to Mr. Bassner. Well, there's no
statute of limitations on murder.

If need be, I'll question each and every
one of them. I don't know what to say.

We've never had a situation like this
before.

Let's assume for the moment the
inspectors are correct.

We'll do our best to keep a low profile.

Your patient care won't be compromised.

Given the elevated nicotine levels of
his stomach contents, it's likely the

poison was delivered through his food.
His food?

You should check with the duty nurse,
but I believe it was Mrs. Bathner who

insisted that he only eat the food that
she had cooked herself.

She said she thought the hospital food
wasn't good enough.

Well, I've eaten in your cafeteria. It
isn't exactly Chez Panisse.

You're right, of course.

But she was informed.

that our dieticians prepare meals with
each patient's medical situation in

Even if you're right about the
poisoning, I still find it hard to

could do this.

The woman obviously loved her husband.
She was deeply concerned he might have

another stroke.

And was that a distinct possibility?

Yes. I discussed it with both of them.
This type of stroke can often be a

precursor to far worse outcomes.

And how did she react?

She was worried.

especially about the prospect of her
husband becoming an invalid.

Inspectors, what can we do for you?

Is Tyler here?

Yes, but... What's this about?

We already said we'd pay for the damage.

But I'm afraid it's not that simple.
We're going to need to take Tyler with

Absolutely not.

Well, we have a warrant for his arrest.

He's upstairs in this room.

First door on your left.

He's just a boy.

He's never done anything illegal.

John, we have to get Martin Lasky on the
phone. I want my attorney to see this.

Whatever you like, ma 'am.

He's not there.

His window is open.

I checked on him less than an hour ago.

Do you have any idea where he might be?

No. Have you noticed anything different
with Tyler lately? Has there been

something going on?

I did catch him going through her
medicine chest the other day.

Looking for what?

Well, he wouldn't say.

I mean, he knows that she's got sleeping
pills in there.

He was upset. I asked him what was going
on, and he mumbled something about some

stupid girl, and he ran off.

Here you go.

I haven't seen Tyler since class two
days ago.

Have you spoken to his friend?

Not yet, but we have a list.

I just wish I could help you.

Have you ever had any problems with
Tyler? Any reason he'd want to get back

you, like a bad grade or... Tyler and I
had no problems.

Sure, he's missed some assignments
lately, but, you know, the work he's

has been consistently of good quality.

However, anything you can tell us would
be much appreciated.

Well, I'm sure you're going to hear this
from the principal anyway.

Tyler made the National Honor Society.

He was editor of the yearbook. He was a
strong Ivy League candidate.

And now?

Well, he quit the yearbook.

And apparently his grades and his other
classes have been dropping.

Has he acted out before?

Not that I know of.

But that doesn't mean much. I mean, the
teenage boys, you never can tell when

they're going to erupt.

I have to get to class.

Please let me know if I can be of any
help. Thank you. Thanks.

Check this out.

The Bathers were in serious financial
trouble. They had two mortgages and they

owed almost $40 ,000 in back taxes.

Okay, so they were tapped out. They
weren't that tapped out.

There's enough money left over from Mrs.
Badsner to get a $2 million insurance

policy on her husband's life.

That's term insurance.

I still don't figure the wife is a
murderer.

But we know how upset she was at the
effect her husband's medical condition

would have on her. What was she supposed
to do, go dancing in the arms?

You gotta admit, it's a viable financial
motive.

Okay, so what do you want us to do? I'd
go back and have a little chat with Mrs.

Basner.

But if she offers you tea and cookies,
I'd just say no.

Of course I was upset at my husband's
condition.

Dr. Munson was talking about some pretty
horrible outcomes.

And its physical condition wasn't the
only problem you were facing.

What? Your financial situation.

You don't work.

Your husband recently got laid off his
six -figure job.

You couldn't make ends meet when he was
healthy. I would have gone back to work.

I used to be a paralegal.

I might be there to collect two million
dollars in life insurance proceeds.

And no dreading when a stroke is going
to happen.

Why are you asking me these questions?

My husband is dead. Your husband was
murdered.

He was poisoned.

You don't actually believe I had
something to do with this.

This is obscene. The idea that I would
do anything to hurt Mickey.

Maybe it all got to be too much.

It's been known to happen.

Not to me.

Then why insist he only eat home -cooked
food?

He started with hospital food, but what
they were serving him was making him

sicker by the minute.

No other patients were poisoned.

Neither was Nicole Turner, the head
nurse on the sixth floor.

Now, she sat with us, and she ate my
food several times.

And she's not dead.

Is she, Inspector?

Yes, I ate Janet Basner's food a number
of times, as a matter of fact.

She's a great cook.

Did the food make you feel sick in any
way?

Absolutely not.

Her food's delicious.

Why is this a police matter?

We're investigating the circumstances of
her husband's death.

And you think it has something to do
with his wife's food? Or possibly

he ate here at the hospital.

Really?

Have you been asked about this before?

Look, I have several patients who need
my attention, so if you don't mind, I

need to go.

As a matter of fact, I do mind.

I shouldn't even be talking. I'm not
talking to you at all.

I'm a single mother with two young males
to feed.

If I don't work, we are out on the
street.

Nicole, a man is dead. If you have any
information, you have to tell us.

About a year ago, patients started dying
for absolutely no medical reason.

And some other patients, people who
should be well on their way to recovery,

have been getting violently ill, seizing
up, coding.

We actually got lucky with them.

They were saved.

How many patients died?

At least four.

We went and spoke about them with Mr.
Purcell.

What did he do about it?

He said he was going to look into it,
but I know lip service when I hear it.

don't seriously think somebody is
deliberately going after patients, do

You don't have to believe me, but
someone in my hospital is killing

nobody's doing a damn thing about it.

You bitch.

I'll kill you.

I swear I'll kill you.

Karen, what are you doing? I know about
you and Peter.

Put down the gun and we can talk, okay?
We have a marriage. Do you understand?

Karen, I don't know what you're talking
about.

You slept with him, didn't you?

You've been carrying on with him.

Karen, listen to me, okay?

As long as you're holding that gun, we
can't talk about that.

Put it down.

No.

I'm fine, baby.

I'm okay. Go back to your room.

Okay.

Karen, please.

Please, take my gun. This is so wrong.
You don't want to do this, Karen.

You don't want to hurt anybody.

Please, take the gun.

Please.

Karen, give me the gun.

to her sisters.

Thanks for calling me.

For not reporting this.

It's the damn drugs.

How the hell did you get the key to my
house?

You gave them to me in case of an
emergency.

And I kept them in an envelope with your
name on it.

Great.

I came this close to getting my head
blown off in front of my son.

She could have gone after him, too.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I should have
seen him coming.

Peter, just go.

Okay? Please.

Go home.

Any progress on those patients who died?

Oh, no, not really. Each case has
different nurses, doctors, and

Nothing suggests the patterns described
by the nurse. So you think she was just

being a little dramatic?

I think hospital life gets to people.
They get burned out.

Um, I just looked at the records from
two of the patients who got sick but

didn't die, and they both show the same
doctor getting involved when the patient

coded. Which doctor?

Dr. Charles Munson.

Mickey Bassett's doctor.

I came in for an angioplasty. The
procedure went perfectly, but then I

getting even thicker.

Nausea, cold sweat so bad I started to
hallucinate.

What did your treating physician say?

She couldn't understand why I wasn't
improving. Thank God Dr. Munson was

He saved my life.

But he wasn't your doctor.

My doctor had already gone home for the
night by the time the convulsion

started.

I couldn't breathe. My head felt like it
was exploding.

From what I hear, Dr. Munson was just
walking by and he jumped right into the

situation.

It was touch and go, but he stabilized
me.

Did Dr.

Munson have access to your food?

My food? What does that have to do with
anything?

We're investigating the death of a
patient by poisoning.

And you think Dr.

Munson may have done this?

That is the most preposterous thing I've
ever heard. Look at me. I'm going home.

Dr. Munson saved my life.

He saved many lives.

Dr. Munson is not a killer.

He is a hero.

So, I just got a call back from the
state medical licensing board.

Our Dr. Munson practiced in several
other states before coming here,

Ohio, a hospital in Cleveland.

Put a call in to the police captain
there. What did he say?

Munson was run out of town after a bevy
of complaints regarding his patients.

Was he accused of killing his patients?
Never came to that. But there were

enough unhappy patients to make him
close down his office.

Unfortunately, there wasn't enough
evidence to take to a grand jury.

Naturally. There's more.

They suspended his license in West
Virginia, although there was no

as to why.

This is insane.

What were they trying to protect? How
insulated are these guys?

More than you'd think. I talked to three
different ADAs. We don't have enough

probable cause for a search warrant.

So basically, we're a creep.

He just goes on his merry way, treating
all those unsuspecting patients.

I'm sure none of the doctors from the
hospital will give him up.

But we haven't even asked. It's a waste
of time. These guys have a secret code

of silence. They probably take blood
oaths. Code of silence and blood oaths.

Sounds like you're describing us.

Okay, well, maybe I'm prejudiced because
I'm married to one. Look, I understand

where you're coming from on this.

No, you don't understand.

If this guy is doing what we think he's
doing, I have no interest in protecting

the man.

Why didn't you call it in?

I promised Peter that I would keep it
between us.

The woman's sick. You know, she's on
pills.

She needs help.

Well, where the hell did you get the
idea that you and Peter were having an

affair anyway?

I don't believe it.

Hey.

It was just the other night.

After the shootout, I was a mess, and he
came over.

The morning Ben came in, I had to lie to
him about what happened.

I wanted to be with somebody.

How was it?

Is this serious, Jen? Can I have your
sex?

No.

I know that. I'm sorry.

What do you want to do?

I just want to close my eyes and forget
last night ever happened.

So, what can you tell me about the Tyler
Peterson case?

Yeah, we've called his friends,
relatives, checked the bus stations,

other divisions.

No one has seen or heard from him.

His father thinks he's lovesick, but as
far as we can tell, he's never even had

a serious girlfriend.

The only thing we know is that he set
fire to the chemistry lab. And arson is

usually about revenge.

So it definitely looks like he poisoned
his patient.

And just when they look like they were
on the brink of death, he jumps into

action and saves them.

Sounds crazy, right?

No, not really.

Not if his self -esteem is so low he
needs the attention.

I mean, he could be suffering from a
form of moonshine syndrome.

Oh, he's just so hard to pin down. We
still don't have enough evidence to take

it to the DA.

What?

Nothing. I... I just wish we could talk
about something else for a change.

Oh. Honey, I'm sorry. It's just that I
get so wrapped up in my cases. I know, I

know. It's hard to let go when you come
home. I understand.

I'm just... Remember when we used to
stay up all night and talk?

Yeah. Before we had to schedule an
appointment to make love.

I come home still exhausted.

You come home still wired.

So what's the answer?

I don't know.

Okay, we'll make a pact.

When we come home, we focus on each
other.

Now, how long do you think that's going
to last?

Hopefully longer than the peace treaty
in the Middle East.

Hey, how about we go downstairs and we
make a tray and we have dinner in bed?

Talk all night?

Almost all night.

Hi.

Hey.

You still need to talk.

I've been thinking about everything.

And it's not going to come as any big
surprise that I want.

I want us to be together.

We can't happen now.

Not with things stirred up the way they
are.

Too many other lives involved.

I gotta deal with my wife now. I owe her
that much.

I swear.

I will never put you or Ben in danger
like that again.

Good news, Mag. I just hit pay dirt with
those charge account records.

We are about to ruin someone's day big
time.

We've been over this, Inspector.

Tyler Peterson had no reason to target
my classroom.

Because you're just a teacher and you
got a long fine, right?

Right.

Exactly how fine are we talking about?

Tyler was a very good -looking young
man.

I resent this. I asked you a simple
question. No.

You come to my school and you start
insinuating that... Your credit card

show multiple charges at six separate
motels.

We spoke to each of them. You're always
accompanied by a handsome young man

about 16 bearing a striking resemblance
to Tyler Peterson.

16 -year -old kid.

He came on to me.

He's just a boy.

Haven't you ever done something he knew
was wrong and then you couldn't stop

yourself from doing it again?

No excuse for this.

I know.

And I fought it for a long time.

But I've been lonely since I came out
here.

My family and my friends are all back
east.

About three months ago, I finally came
to my senses.

And I tried to let him down easy.

But he won't accept that we're over.

Have you heard from him since the fire?
Yeah.

He's called me several times, although
he won't tell me where he is.

And he talks about seeing me again and
getting back together.

And he sounds desperate.

We vetted Charles Munson like any doctor
we hire. We reviewed medical

transcripts, spoke with his professors
and other doctors he'd worked with

before. Did you know that his license
was suspended in West Virginia?

Yes, but the allegations were completely
unfounded. Allegations from the

families of patients who died in his
care.

He presented evidence to the medical
board and was subsequently cleared of

charges. Charges that involved poisoning
Mr. Purcell. I don't know what the

exact charges were.

Why don't you know?

Don't you even care?

Inspectors, we are talking about sick
people in hospitals.

Now, it's a sad fact, but sick people
die in hospitals every day, and bereaved

family members are always looking for
someone to blame.

You brought him to this city. You have a
responsibility.

Do you have any idea how difficult it is
to attract and retain qualified doctors

at a hospital like ours?

I assure you there are far more
attractive opportunities elsewhere.

We know what's happening on your watch.

Some patients are dying, others are
becoming ill for no reason at all.

I won't deny it.

I've heard these charges before, but one
of my doctors, it seemed unfathomable,

unbelievable.

So you just turned a blind eye?

Of course not. We investigated
internally.

Nothing we found supported any
involvement by Dr. Munson or any other

personnel. That sounds to me like a
cover -your -ass investigation to

the hospital from liability.

What is it you people really want from
me? Your cooperation.

Access to Dr. Munson's office and locker
at the hospital.

We'll be happy to comply with the search
warrant.

We can't get one.

We need your consent.

That's what it takes to end this
nightmare.

Tyler.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I am now.

What?

Isn't that what you called?

What are you doing here?

You set me up.

I'm sorry, Tyler.

I had no choice.

You said you loved me.

Tyler, we have to go now. Hey, Tyler!

Officer!

Officer! Don't hurt him.

She lied.

She said she loved me. Take him.

Are they going to charge him with a
crime?

I'm sure the DA will consider the
circumstances.

That's fair.

Is there anything I can do to help him?
You have problems of your own.

You're under arrest for statutory rape.

Turn around.

We found no evidence of nicotine in his
office or in his locker. But we did find

six vials of epinephrine, adrenaline, in
small doses it can stimulate a failing

heart, in larger doses it can be fatal.

Did he check these out of the hospital's
truck locker?

No. And I spoke with Stephen Levy.
According to him, it's an even cleaner

killing someone than nicotine.

Which means that we won't be able to
link him with any of the deaths, which

means we still don't have probable
cause.

We could arrest him for illegal drug
use.

No. I really want to get him on the
murder charges.

Let's bring him in for questioning.

Better get a confession or we're out of
luck.

The epinephrine was intended for my
personal use.

You mean for killing your patients?

We work long hours. I used it when I
needed a boost.

You expect us to believe that?

Search the rest of the locker room.
You'll find doctors with all sorts of

unauthorized drugs. It's a way of life.

We know exactly what you've been doing.
All I've been doing is caring for my

patients. You haven't been caring for
your patients.

You've been murdering them.

Sick people who entrusted their lives to
you. I know my position is in jeopardy,

but what proof do you have?

Here.

Search my house, too. While you're at
it, go through my car.

If I'm poisoning all these people, there
must be some evidence.

I'm sure your tracks are very well
covered. You wouldn't have gotten as far

you have without being very good at what
you do.

starting to get a little tired of this
game you're playing because you don't

know what the hell you're talking about.

Do you have any idea how many patients
I've saved in my career?

You created those scenarios.

What? You ever heard of MBP?

I see you helped your husband with his
psych boards, too.

You can't have them by proxy.

caretakers who induce physical illness
in others in order to gain attention.

You're way out of your league if you
think you're going to psychoanalyze me.

The poisonings allow you to get the
attention that you think you deserve, to

known as a hero.

If you don't stop this vendetta, and I
mean now, I will see you in court. I

ruin you.

Oh, on the contrary, Doctor.

We're going to make sure that you never
again get to practice your twisted

version of medicine. Really? Yeah,
really.

We're in touch with the medical
authorities in Ohio and West Virginia to

the bodies of your dead patients.

And what exactly do you think you're
going to find?

We don't know.

But if so much as a trace of nicotine or
any other poison shows up... You're

wasting your time.

We're contacting every police department
and writing letters to every state

licensing board. We want everybody to
know exactly what you've been up to. I

guarantee you this.

You will never slip through the cracks
in this system again.

Just a minute!

Who, uh, seen in the crime, huh?

Uh, this restaurant.

That's where you and I first met.

Oh, yeah.

Sure.

Well, you know, someplace we both know.

Haven't, uh, seen you in a skirt before.

You look great.

Yeah, well, I bet you say that to all
the inspectors you meet.

No, actually, you're my first one.

So are your friends at work giving you a
hard time about this? You dating an

ADA? Not really.

Me, right?

No, someone like you.

Just because I've never been in a
fistfight or been sent to detention does

mean that I'm not a force to be reckoned
with.

Okay, well, you have a sense of humor, I
give you that.

You know, I really wanted to take you
someplace special, and I thought

Bought my friend's boats a dry dock.

I checked into a chartered plane to
Napa.

It's way out of my league.

So I settled for good food, nice music,

and, um...

What?

Come on.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

No one else is dancing.