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Previously onInstinct...

Welcome
to Abnormal Behavioral Analysis.

My name is
Professor Dylan Reinhart.

Detective
Elizabeth Needham, NYPD.

You're gonna be a great father.

Any child would be lucky
to have you and Andy

as their dads.

You're not just
some boring old professor.

You're CIA?
Retired?

DYLAN:
You can't access
sealed documents?

That's why they're sealed.That's why I have friends.

Don't tell me-- you need intel,
and the NYPD's slowing you down.

Just in case.If I were to call,
what would I call you?

Julian.

DYLAN: Any idea who broke in? JULIAN:
No, it was a professional.

Well, I needed
a safe place to work

until I find
a secure space.

Uh, Lizzie, Dylan, meet Jules,
our new computer associate.

Nice to meet you both.

Detective Ryan Stock,
Garfield County PD.

I think your case
may be related

to a murder I'm investigating
in Garfield.

The "Sleeping Beauties" case.

[couple laughing]

Trust me.

You got to trust me.

This is the most romantic thing
a dude's ever done for me.

[laughs]

And you're sure
this is cool?

Oh, the coolest.

I mean, this is
the most important ride here,

and I operate it,

so I pretty much run this place.

Nothing sexier
than a powerful man.

[grunts]

Check this out.

Looks like you had a little
practice pulling that lever.

Maybe you could give me a hand.

[screaming]

To the right are
private adoption options,

to the left are
surrogacy agencies,

and in the middle, foster
care opportunities.

You really think
this is enough?

Mm! I'm glad
you said that.

It was a joke.

[rattling]

Come on, we talked
about this.

No whiteboards
in the dining room.

I've broken down our
options into categories,

subcategories,
and sub-subcategories.

Like they're suspects
in a murder investigation.

Think about it
as a birth investigation.

Take it all in.

I got to go to work.

[sighs]

We really diving back in?

Only if you're ready.

Let's go investigate a birth.

[chuckles]

I miss waking
up with you.

Mm! That would have
sounded so sweet

if you weren't
yelling it in my face.

What exactly
happened last night?

After you snuck out,
Jasmine and I had a few.

And by a few,
I mean bottles.

Drinking on a school night?
How very un-Lizzie of you.

Jasmine broke off
her engagement to David,

which, by the way,
is confidential.

Sounds like she
needed a friend.

Pretty sure I brushed my teeth
with sunscreen this morning.

Can I see if I
can guess the SPF?

Mm-mm! Just stay on your side of
the car, and no one gets hurt.

As soon as I finish wiping
the spyware from the server,

you'll be rid of me.

In the precinct, anyway.

It's actually nice to see you.

Oh, and also, we're gonna
need to figure out

new arrangements now that
Jasmine's living with me.

Wait, what?

Excuse me, you can't be there.

Do you mind? Hey.

Oh, no, it's, uh, it's okay.

Uh, no, it's not.

You must be Detective Needham.

Who are you?

Detective Ryan Stock.
I'm part of the joint task force

working
the Sleeping Beauty case.

What Sleeping Beauty case?

Uh, yeah, I know that
you were the first on scene.

I was hoping I could
get your opinion.

You want my opinion?
You need a shave and a haircut.

[chuckles]:
Wow, you sound like my mom.

Morning, Lizzie.
Wrapping the dead

in a blanket was
a Native American ritual

when there wasn't enough time
for a proper burial.

It was done as an act of love.

So our, our killer
cared about his victims?

Or wants us to thinks so.
Or he-- or she...

[laughs]
...was a Native American.

I'm sorry, did I just, uh,
step into a parallel universe?

Who is this guy, and why
is he leaning on your desk?

No, this is, uh, Ryan.

I'm helping him with the
Sleeping Beauty case.

What Sleeping Beauty case?Oh, you know.

Mm-mm. I can't right now.

[quietly]:
Oh, my God.

Don't even start-- I have
a nuclear-powered hangover,

and I need an aspirin big enough
to eat with a knife and fork.

Lizzie, it's Tuesday morning.

This is entirely
Jasmine's fault.

My only solace is knowing

that she's suffering
far worse than I am.

Good morning, everyone.

Can I have
your attention?

The body of the young woman
found in the park,

wrapped in the blanket,
was recently flagged

through the Fusion Center
by the Garfield County PD

out in Nebraska.

It is their belief our victim
shares similarities

to one of their cold cases.

As a result, they've sent
Detective Stock to aid Fucci

in the effort to connect
and solve both murders.

He's a guest in our home,
so please make him feel welcome.

Um, Lieutenant Gooden,
I'd like that case.

I think I could be of help.

I'm sure you could.

No, the methods of killing
suggest unique psychopathy

and intense rage.

Which I'm starting to feel
right now.

You and Lizzie will go
to Land of Wonder.

Gunshot victim,
found on the roller coaster.

Roller coaster?
That sounds intriguing.

Oh, and just like that,
he's happy again. Come on.

Driver's license IDs the vic
as a 22-year-old male

named Elliot Emerson.

We're holding the name
until we find next of kin.

LIZZIE:
But he had his wallet on him.

Yeah, with a 20 inside, which
rules out robbery as a motive.

Blood spatter suggests he was
shot while seated in the car.

What was he doing sitting
in a roller coaster

in the middle of the night?Getting shot.

Uh, gunshot wound
to the chest.

We should be able
to recover a slug.

I got a team
searching garbage cans

for the murder weapon.
So far, all we've come up with

is a couple stuffed animals,
a whole lot of vomit.

It takes a unique kind of sadist
to stuff someone

full of fried food,

then put them on a ride that
shakes up their insides.

Or shoves a corn dog in their
face while they're hungover.

[grunts]

A lapel mic.

He was wearing a wire?

Maybe the kid was an informant?

DYLAN:
If he was, he didn't do

a very good job
of concealing it.

Explains the gunshot
to the chest.

Maybe he recorded his own death.

Could you?

You do know I'm your boss.

You do know I'm yourboss.

Looks like
he was recording a song.

d It's like I'm living

d In a play...

ANNIE [groans]:
Let me through!

Hey!

You can't be here.Come on, Annie. It's not him.

No, it is. It's
Elliot. I can feel it.

LIZZIE: I thought you said
the name hasn't been released.

It hasn't.

Let's get out of here.Wh-Whoa, no, whoa, whoa!

No, not without saying goodbye!

Hey, there's no way
that you can know who that is

unless you had something
to do with it.

No, I didn't!

Then how could you possibly
know who our victim is?

Because he's my twin.

d

Did Elliot tell you he was
gonna be out here last night?

I just had a feeling.

Yeah, we were, we were
watching the news.

It mentioned a body.

Do you know why he was here?

No.

Hey, I don't think we
should do this right now.

She just saw her
brother's dead body.

Jason, it's okay.

It seems Elliot
was here writing music.

Would he usually do that
in such a remote location?

He found inspiration

in solitude.

"At night," um,

"when the world finally shut
the hell up," he'd say.

Annie, I noticed you have
calluses on your fingers.

Are you a musician, too?

Yeah, Elliot and I had a band.

I played guitar
and sang,

and he did everything else.

He wrote, composed,

played the
keyboard. Um...

...my brother was a genius.

Any disputes with any neighbors?

Nah, kid kept to himself.

Why, you think
it was personal?

Like, someone he knew iced him?

Thank you for letting us in.

We'll be in touch if
we need anything else.

Which is code for "screw off."

It certainly is. Thank you,
have a nice day, Randy.

Huh.

Twins seem close.

DYLAN:
Well, she might have

gotten under
the boyfriend's skin.

He couldn't come between 'em,
leaving him jealous.

He did seem overprotective.

Mm.

Look at this place.

No TV, no books, no alcohol.

He doesn't even
have a computer.

DYLAN: He certainly
has a lot of records.

Maybe he didn't need
anything else.

If music was
his primary relationship

with the world, his passion,

his life, I think
there's a pretty good chance

it may have played a part

in his death.

Music did not put a hole
in Elliot's chest.

A gun did that
in a dangerous location,

in the middle
of the night.

You don't go there
to find solitude.

There's something more
to this kid.

Nick Drake. I love this record.

Look at this kid's collection.

He's got everything.
Every genre, every period.

He's a total music nerd.

Well, you're the authority.

They're all broken.

Someone didn't like his record
collection as much as you do.

Or they didn't like Elliot.

My money is on this Ross guy.

There's pages and pages
of IOUs in this book.

Almost $9,000.

I know how to find him.

You want to see?

Are you Ross Dirkson?

I'm Detective Needham,

this is my partner
Dr. Dylan Reinhart.

We have a few questions.

About Elliot. Yeah, of course.

So you know.

I was sick to my stomach
when I heard.

He was my guy.

And yet you're here.I'd tried

to call in sick, but I'm
the assistant manager

and my boss is on vacation.

You were Annie & Elliot's
band manager, is that correct?

Yeah, the three of us moved here

from Jersey a few years back
to give it a go.

Mm. And in that time,
you loaned Elliot

quite a bit of money,
didn't you?

I lent him a few bucks here
and there for guitar picks,

groceries, stuff like that.
I was happy to help.

Said he'd hit me back
once we'd made it.

Besides, Elliot didn't need
much. He lived like a monk.

The band's website says
that Annie & Elliot perform

most weekends, but they haven't
played a show in over a month.

Why is that?

Because that's
when they broke up.

Uh, there was no bad
blood between them.

Except for Jason, Annie's
boyfriend, got kind of pissed.

But Elliot and Annie,
they were super close.

Inseparable, actually.

And yet they split up.

Elliot thought it was time

to take things
in a new direction.

He'd been experimenting
with different sounds,

wanted to try something
more unconventional.

We slipped a few
of his solo tracks to a guy

at Marble Note Records,
and there'd been talk of a deal.

And before you ask,
Annie knew about the deal.

She was happy for Elliot.

I'd like to hear his solo work.

Elliot kept it under lock
and key on his computer.

He was super protective
of his music.

We weren't able to retrieve
a computer from the apartment.

It's probably at
the storage unit.

Elliot started recording there
a few weeks ago.

We'll need an address.

If I had it, I'd give it.

That was Elliot's private space.

No suits allowed.

d 'Cause I used
to be so self-assured d

d Now I don't know
what I'm searching for d

d But I know that
when it rains, it pours d

d Oh, I'm sure...

All right, let's go,
Burning Man, break time is over.

Corn on the Cop
and I need the room.

Look at you, like
father and son.

How's the Sleeping
Beauty case going?

Sleeping Beauty.
[laughs softly]

Oh, should I, should I go
burn somewhere else?

Yeah, and take
that music with you.

I like it.

Yeah, it's fun,
it's, uh,

it's funky.

No, no.

It's, um, Annie & Elliot.

The victim in my case
and his sister.

FUCCI:
That's nice.

I've got a list of the family,
friends, and neighbors

of the Sleeping Beauty vic.

Let's start narrowing it down
to her inner circle.

Or we could open it up.

You know, see the victim's
hairdresser,

dog walker. You never know
who's got a story.

Yeah, why stop there?

We could also talk
to the hairdresser's dog walker.

Inner circle,

Detective Man Meat,
inner circle.

[chuckles]

Excalibur.

Was someone murdered
with a sword?

Oh, come on, you remember.
Excalibur?

It was the coolest club
in the city

when we were in the academy.

And AOL was the coolest
Internet provider.

No way it's still around.

It is. It's now called
The 40/40 Club.

And I got us into
the VIP lounge.

On a Tuesday night.
You must be connected.

You really want
to go out tonight?

Yeah, I want to dance--
scratch that. I need to dance.

You don't want to talk? You just
broke up with your fiance.

I just want to have
some fun again.

So come on.
Can we go have some fun?

Let's go have some fun.

[both laugh softly]

You're going out again?

After last night's rager
at the House of Needham?

Don't judge me. I can handle it.

Says the woman who gagged when
she saw a crime scene photo.

What do you want?Well,

I was listening to one
of Annie & Elliot's songs.

And? Did you learn anything?

Yes. I really like their music.

It's hopeful, up, it dazzles.

I'm so happy for you.

Uh, maybe you can
join a fan club.

Did you learn anything about
the murder case we're working?

You're a musical anhedoniac.

I don't know what that is,
but I don't like it.

You don't get pleasure
from music.

You're a musical snob.

The music most people like
stimulates the brain's

pleasure circuit, releasing
serotonin, dopamine, oxytocin,

making us feel good,
but in the brains

of people
with musical anhedonia,

all the auditory and reward
regions feel is... bubkes.

ZACK:
The band manager's alibi

about being at the club till
3:00 a.m. holds up, but I can't

confirm he went
home afterwards.

Oh, also, I traced
the crown insignia

on the victim's key to King and
Son Self Storage in Red Hook.

Let's hope Elliot's
computer is there,

and we don't end up
with bubkes.

It doesn't make any sense for a
manager to kill his only client

right before
they were about to make it big.

Not without a very good reason.

I'm sorry I insulted you before.

What, about my not getting
any pleasure from music?

What could possiblybe
insulting about that?

It's just that, for some of us,
life would be unimaginable

without music. I think
Elliot was that way, too.

Yeah, but maybe
it wasn't enough.

It certainly does not explain

why he was on the
roller coaster.

Elliot would not be
the first musician

to have experimented with drugs.

Elliot's music doesn't sound
like it came from his wounds.

It came from his heart.

The kid was a monk.
A musical monk.

And this was his temple.

There's another key.

His laptop.

Hopefully, there'll be music
in here that can explain

Elliot's mindset before he died.

Yeah, I'm not as concerned about
his music as I am about this.

That's a Maserati GranTurismo.

So much for musical monk.

d It's all the same...

The Maserati in
Elliot's storage unit

was stolen from a dealership
in Hell's Kitchen last week.

[music stops]The number of criminals

willing and able to unload
a hot car like that

is gonna be limited.

Maybe he was holding onto it
for someone.

Or maybe, just maybe,
I was right.

Elliot is living a secret life.

Nah.

I'm listening to the music
we pulled from his computer.

Sonically, it's in total
disharmony to the stuff

he was doing with Annie.

It's darker,
boundary-pushing, haunting.

d In a play...

[music stops]

Let's focus on the stolen car.

His solo music is innovative.

It's as if Elliot's
searching for something,

but he's still
not happy with it.

Oh, he tell you this
from the grave?

In a way.

He threw out all his solo stuff.

This was taken
from his computer trash bin.

For some reason, Elliot couldn't
hear how incredible

this music is.

d So where's the change?

If you're looking
for a theory to explain

his wild, self-destructive
change in behavior,

might I suggest,
once again, drugs?

d They say tomorrow...

It is the only thing
that makes sense.

Maybe Annie can tell us

if he had a history
of substance abuse.

Yeah.

I need to ask my own questions.

Zack, how many murders were
there in the city last year?

NYPD investigated
around 290 cases.

Okay, you hear that, Sundance?

Now, I get it that things
aren't exactly fast-paced

in Garfield, but
here in New York,

we don't have time to question
every Tom, Dick and Maynard

the victim ever knew.

Storage facility attendant
remembers seeing Elliot pull up

in the Maserati last week.

CCTV footage confirms it.

So Elliot did steal the car.

Interesting. Almost as if he was
living some secret life.

HARRIS: Yeah. That's not all.
The attendant also recalls

seeing Elliot return
to the unit later that night.

Only, this time he wasn't alone.

He was with some older guy
with a nasty pornstache.

Randy, the super.

Sounds like those two were
closer than he led on.

Randy's been arrested twice
for grand theft auto.

Oh, and he seemed like
such a nice guy. [chuckles]

Detective Stock?

You okay?

Just breathing in
some fresh air.

Why?

Well, um, s-sitting
on the sidewalks of New York

isn't really a thing...

...hygienically speaking.

It relaxes me.

You don't look relaxed.

[sighs]

Ken Rego owned the one factory
in Garfield.

He employed practically
everyone in town, and...

we all loved him.

Until he decided to move his
company overseas to save money.

His body was found
in his office,

skull crushed in,
the blanket over him.

Mr. Rego has a wife
and kids.

I promised them that I would
catch the person who killed him,

and I can't relax
until, till I do.

And Fucci's getting in your way?

He's not getting outof my way.

Detective Fucci
is a good cop.

Who has his own way of policing,
and clearly you do, too.

Sometimes the
best way to deal

with an alpha dog
is simply to walk around him.

Are you serious
right now?
Hmm.

Uh, Detective Needham. Just...

I didn't mean
to offend you earlier.

I love my mom, even when she
tells me that I need a haircut.

Good to know.

[knocking on door]

All right, the fuzz is back.

You need back
into Elliot's place?

Actually we're here
to talk to you.

Then let me throw some pants on.

[lock clicking]

[clattering]Randy, don't be an idiot.

We have a warrant.

Stand back, we're coming in.

On three. One, two...

Were you really gonna count?

No, get off.

Ow!

[shouts]

Two counts of grand theft auto.

Another bust, and you'll be
doing some serious time.

Is that why you roped Elliot

into stealing
the Maserati for you?

I didn't...But he couldn't
handle a life of crime.

And you couldn't risk him going
to the police.

I didn't kill anyone!

All I did was have
a drink with the kid.

That's not what
the CCTV footage says.

I was sitting on my stoop,
having a few cold ones,

when the dude came up
and asked if he could join me.

You told us you barely knew him.

I didn't know him,
which is why it was weird.

But we get to talking.

Conversation turns to my past.

Suddenly, he's all interested.

Asked me about stealing cars.

Really?

What, specifically?

What it feels like.

What kind of rush it'd give you.

Must have made you feel
important.

Cool car thief next door.

I thought he was just bored,

looking for a good story.

So I told him how easy it is

to break into a car's
Bluetooth system.

Hmm. Sounds like aiding
and abetting.

I didn't think
he would actually do it!

And the next thing I know,

he's showing me
this friggin' Maserati he stole,

asking me if I want it,
which pissed me off,

'cause now he's pulling me
into his crimes.

He offered
you the car?

Did he say what he
wanted in return?

Nothing.

Said he did it for the thrill.

The thrill.

Which is weird

because dude
didn't look too thrilled.

Actually looked kind of bored.

Then he asked me
if I'd ever robbed a bank.

I'm-I'm telling you,
this maniac

was high or something.

["You Only Live Once" playing]

d It seems my trouble's here
to stay d

d

d They say
tomorrow's a new day d

d I wish it were true.

[playing song on piano]ANDY: I did it.

[exhales]
I combed through

all the adoption
information you gathered.

That was fast.

Check this out.

Ah!

Yeah, I know,
I know.

I touched your whiteboard.
I couldn't help it.

My inner Dylan just
poured right out.

Now, I have narrowed
it down to my top six,

but I have no idea
which is best.

Okay, let's pick one.

What, like throw a dart

at the board? Make the
most important decision

of our lives randomly? Wha...?

Oh, I get it.

I should have known.

The minute you
get a new case

or decide to write a new book,

everything else just falls away.

You think
I'm not giving our family

the attention it deserves?

You're out there
making the world a safer place,

and I totally,
totally respect that.

I just wish you were as invested
in our investigation.

Then let's do it.
Let's go through your top six

and narrow it down.

It's late.

I'm tired.

You got a murder to solve.
Let's...

tackle the adoption stuff
in the morning.

[phone buzzes]Andy.

Come on.

I'm serious.

Nothing is more important to me.

Dylan, we're fine.

[sighs]

[dance music playing
in distance]

[moans][phone chimes]

Mm, mm, mm.

Oh, it's Jasmine.

I should go before she comes out
looking for me.

You're a good friend,

which overrides
your own comfort.

One of the many things
I love about you.

[FaceTime ringing]

[moans]

Oh, it's Dylan.

It's Dylan,
it's Dylan, it's Dylan.

Stop, stop, stop. Hey.

Elliot had been doing
Web searches on skydiving

and where to bungee jump
in the city.

Where are you?

You look flushed.Doesn't matter.

Are, uh, you in a car?

Is that leather red?

Hello, Julian.

Hello, Dylan.

Sorry to interrupt your necking.

I had Zack check Major Cases
to see if there were

any bank robberies
committed recently

by someone fitting
Elliot's description.

Here's what he found.

JULIAN: I could have gotten
you this footage.

And with much
greater clarity.

You only have to ask.
I'm always open.

LIZZIE: So, aside from being
a luxury car thief who hung out

in dangerous locations
in the middle of the night,

Elliot robbed banks?

Sounds like he
had a death wish.

If he did, the death drive

seeks destruction,

either externally

or, if the person suffers
deep depression,

it can be turned inward.

You think it may have been
a form of suicide?

If Elliot
was severely depressed,

sometimes the hopeless are
driven to destroy themselves.

d

Your brother was going
through something, Annie.

Did Elliot ever suffer
from depression?

No.

I mean, he,
he-he had his moods,

but who doesn't?

Why?

During the last month,

Elliot... was seeking out
risky behavior.

Dangerous, even.

What-what kinds
of dangerous behavior?

Well, it started
with skydiving

and it escalated to...

[chuckles]
robbing a bank.

No way.

[chuckles]

That-that makes no sense.

H-He didn't hurt anyone.

He didn't even keep the money.
He left it in the parking lot.

Elliot was the most cautious
person that I knew.

On the surveillance
footage, he was calm,

like he'd done it a
hundred times before.

No, he wouldn't.

I would know.

All of this strange
behavior occurred

after your band split up.

Why do you think
Elliot wanted to take his music

in such a different direction?

He said that our music...

[sighs]

...was stale and that he'd--

we'd done it all before.

Elliot...

was working on this.

["You Only Live Once" playing]

d It's hard for me

d Everything's a little gray

d They say tomorrow's
on the way... d

No way.

It's called "You
Only Live Once."

d Maybe for you.

[song stops]

The title means
something to you.

Our mom took...

took us to this amusement park
back home once

when we were kids.

Um, Elliot ha-hated it.

He was terrified
of the roller coasters.

She tried so hard
to... just

get him to let go
of his fears and try it.

You only live once.

Yeah, she kept repeating it.

"You only live once.
You only live once."

[crying]

Two days later,

our-our mom...

had a seizure while driving,

and she hit a pole and died.

["You Only Live Once" playing]

d I wish it were true

d You only live once

d You only live once, but I...

We're not allowed to listen
to music in my precinct.

Neither are we.

How's the Sleeping Beauty case?
Any leads?

Nothing. How about the case
of the dead musician?

It-it doesn't make sense.

The motive?The music.

Remember that song I played
in the conference room?

Yeah, the funky one.

Sorry.
Yeah.

Well, the guy who wrote that
wrote this.

But... they couldn't be
more different.

In style, feeling,
temporization.

Elliot's earlier work
was highly structured.

Even spacing between the notes.

Very much on the grid,
musically speaking.

But this...

he wrote this a month or so ago.

It's dark.

d It's like I'm living
in a play... d

It's like he's searching
for something new

and not finding it.

Speaking of

looking for something new
and not finding it,

I'm taking your advice.

I'm gonna go meet up with
a person of interest.

Stepping around the alpha dog.

[chuckles]

And, you know, if your victim
was searching for something new,

all I can tell you
after a few days in New York,

new isn't easy.

d But I don't

[phone chimes]

d You only live once.

d Have you ever loved someone

d You just give them
all that they want d

d I just want
to hold you tight d

d Even if it's just
for one night d[murmurs]

d If it's just for one night

I knew I smelled tweed.

d If it's just for one night

I was almost swept away
in a current

of barely dressed,
sequined children.

Oh. No, I-I...

I have to borrow
Lizzie's brain.

What? Now?

I'm guessing

this isn't something
that can wait till morning?

Or at least till the song ends?

I wish it were.

Oh, go ahead. It just means more
room on the dance floor for me.

You gonna be okay?

I'll be fantastic.

See you later.

It's very loud in here.

What?

I said it's very loud in here.What?!

I feel like I have been
tased in the head.

Yeah. Next time
I need a confession,

I'm gonna take the suspect
to that place.

Why do I keep
doing this?

Well, for starters,
you're a good friend.

And so that Jasmine
gets to avoid dealing

with getting out
of a relationship

and you get to avoid dealing
with getting into one.

Okay, put your pipe
away, Freud.

I am not avoiding Julian,

and Jasmine needs this.
She needs me.

Oh, yeah, she needs you
cranky, resentful, hungover.

Jasmine has been stuck
for a long time.

You have no idea
how important it is for her

to feel excited again,
to break free.

We'd done it all before.

Said he did it for the thrill.

DYLAN:
The thrill.

New isn't easy.

I think Elliot was looking
to break free.

From what?

From the feeling

he'd experienced
everything before.

That his present life
had already happened.

Please don't tell me
you're suggesting

he was a time traveler.

There is a mental condition
known as persistent deja vu.

It's an extremely rare symptom
of temporal lobe epilepsy, TLE.

Epilepsy?

Annie and Elliot's mom died
after suffering a seizure.

If she was epileptic, there's
a good chance Elliot was, too.

And if so, that would make
persistent deja vu

a real possibility
and help explain

his radical change of behavior.

I'm not going home yet, am I?

TLE can cause nonconvulsive
seizure activity,

which is what would have led to
the intense feelings of deja vu.

As an artist, it would
have made him feel

that everything he tried
to create was unoriginal.

Which is why he seemed
so bored by everything.

He would've been emotionally
and artistically numb,

which could explain why
he was on the roller coaster.

He was trying to get back
to a place

where he could feel something,
even if it was fear.

If he was artistically numb,
how could he create great music?

Oh, he had no problem
creating great music.

He just wasn't aware
the music was great

because the deja vu
made him think

he'd created it all before.

Which would have
driven him crazy.

And caused him to have
negative feelings

about the things
that used to bring him joy.

Explains the breakup with Annie.

And the broken records
in his apartment.

[phone chimes]

It's the medical examiner.

They found sclerosis on Elliot's
hippocampus.

He was suffering
from temporal lobe epilepsy.

Now we just need to figure out

who'd have the most
to gain with Elliot dead.

Well, Annie may have had
something to gain,

but I think the damage
from the loss of her twin

makes her involvement
highly unlikely.

If Jason was jealous, then
getting Elliot out of the way

would be a potential motive.

I know someone who could help.

We're not calling Julian.

No, of course not.
We're calling Jules.

Who is an
official employee

of the NYPD, and you're
making the call.

I'm not calling him for this.

Oh, yes, you are.
There is no way he's taking

my call this time of night.Come on, Dylan.

[phone buzzing]

Would you like your bath to be
drawn with bubbles or without?

DYLAN:
Without. Thanks.

But this is not that kind of
call. Jules, we need your help.

Name it.

Can you access the computer
system at Marble Note Records

and see if there's any contracts
drawn up with Elliot Emerson

and/or the band Annie & Elliot.

I'll see what I can find.

I'm enjoying this... shiny thing
you've got going on tonight.

Why don't you just focus on
your own wardrobe, Dapper Dan?

I'm just saying, compared to
the rumpled mess of today.

JULIAN:
There's a contract between

the record company and Elliot.

It's a 360-degree deal.
All income is to be split

between the label, Elliot,
and Ross, his manager.

It's been electronically
signed by Ross.

They were just waiting
on Elliot's signature.

Hope that helps.

Yeah, it does.
Thanks.

Yes, thanks, Jules. Mwah, mwah.

Given his condition,
there is no way

Elliot would ever
have signed that contract.

Ross was an assistant
manager at a bar

who lent what little money
he had to Elliot.

That contract had to be
very lucrative for him.

And Elliot refusing to sign,

refusing to cash in
on their dreams,

would certainly
have enraged him.

Possibly enough
to drive him to kill.

We need to place Ross
at the scene of the crime.

He must have left
something behind.

Ross isn't
a professional killer.

He's a kid,
who probably

murdered his friend
in a fit of rage.

You okay?

If Ross killed Elliot
out of anger

and had even a split second
to process what he'd just done,

he may have
thrown up.

He said so himself.

Ross was sick to his stomach

when he found out
about Elliot's death.

You want me to dig through
evidence bags looking for puke?

Yes.

You do realize these bags
were all taken

from an amusement park.

Yes. We need the DNA. Sorry.

Well, as much
as I'd love to help,

which isn't much,
my shift ends in two minutes

and 17 seconds, and I haven't
been cleared for overtime,

so you're gonna have
to wait till morning.

We'll do it
ourselves.

As much as I'd like to help,
which isn't much,

I think you got this.

You go get the evidence,
I'll get the confession.

[clicks tongue]

Ugh.

d All right

d Baby, all the time...

Not the day you
were expecting, huh?

Planning for
the memorial.

Trying to distract
myself, I guess.

From Elliot's death?

Or from the fact that you're
the one who killed him?

You think I killed Elliot?

I do.

And I think the DNA
on this coffee cup

will match your vomit
at the scene of the crime.

Why would I want to kill him?

Oh, I don't think you wanted to.

Exactly. We were getting ready
to sign a deal.

But Elliot wasn't gonna sign.

You were one signature away
from quitting this place,

getting the payout
for all the dues you'd paid.

We both paid dues. We both
made that record deal happen.

All he had to do
was sign.

Even if he hated
the music,

even if he wanted
to keep perfecting it,

just sign
the contract.

If not for the money, if not
for the industry validation,

then for you and
all you sacrificed.

What did Elliot say
when you told him

your dreams were coming true?

Did he thank you?

Did he show his gratitude
for all you'd done for him?

He fired me.

I begged him
to think about

what he was throwing away.
I gave him my life.

But he just threw
you to the curb

like a piece
of trash.

He wouldn't listen to me.

If logic and emotion
and pleading didn't work,

I decided to try
something else.

DYLAN:
What?

ROSS:
Fear.

So I went to my car...

Didn't matter.
Nothing mattered.

It just went off. [gunshot]

I didn't even realize
I'd pulled the trigger.

Goodbye, Ross.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[indistinct chatter]

FUCCI:
All right, everybody. Attention,
please. Quiet, please.

Attention, please. Thank you,
thank you, thank you.

Detective Stock
made a breakthrough

in our Sleeping Beauty
case last night.

I'm gonna let him
fill you in. Man Meat?

RYAN:
Uh, okay, um,

I stopped by the 24-hour
dry cleaner

where our victim
had been a regular.

It turns out some of her clothes
were still in the shop.

Riveting. So, in with
the vic's clothing

at the cleaners was this
blouse that is made and sold

exclusively at a
Garfield County boutique,

which, lo and behold,

confirms a link
between the two cases.

A link that we

always felt was there.
Now that's how you tell a story.

Welcome to the family.

I think congratulations are
in order for you as well.

I hear operation
barf bag

was a success.

Well, I, um,

definitely had some help, and
I'll be washing the vomit smell

out of my hair
for the next month.

Well, you can start tomorrow
'cause I have big plans for us.

Jas, I love you
and I am happy to be your rock,

your wing woman,
whatever you need,

but I don't think
that going out every night

is good for you, or me.

It's not gonna last forever.

Come on, I just, you know,
need to let go for a while

before I hit the reset button.
Come on, you know me.

This is what I do.

This is what you did
a long time ago,

before you were engaged
and making giant life decisions.

A lot more than
a relationship went away

when you broke up with David.

You were planning on
having kids with him,

and you know you made
the right choice,

so maybe we can just talk
about it without loud music

and underage kids
and any merlot.

I don't think I can
delve into it just yet,

but I can stay in,

order a pizza, watch a movie,
with just a little merlot.

[laughs] See, I love that idea.

There's just one thing
we have to do first.

Hey.

So, uh... this is the
part where I apologize.

I was wrong
to suggest

you don't care
about your family

as much as you care
about your work.

You know,
when I was a kid,

music was
my safe place.

Then it was the CIA,
and now it's you.

And the family
we're gonna have.

Nothing is more important.

Then let's just do it.

Let's just pick an option
and get the process rolling.

Actually, I have another idea.

Let's not waste time worrying
about the next step.

What are you saying?

I'm saying
let's pursue them all.

All at the same time?
[chuckles]

Do you have any idea how
much work that's gonna be?

You only live once.

d So where's the change?

d It's like I'm living
in a play d

d They say tomorrow's

d A new day

d I wish it were true

d You only live once

d You only
live once d

d But I don't

d Oh, no, I don't

d You only live once

d You only
live once d

d But I don't.

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