All language subtitles for 302 Dirty little Secret

Accept.

That is all you have to do right now,
and it is enough.

Come on.

Breathe, Rachel.

Count is full.

Jenkins winds up, delivers.
Breaking ball.

Mother of Francis.
No. Jo Friday. Off.

Hello? A little help?

- Oh! Come on. The play's at second.
- What are you doing?

At least someone is appreciative.

Hey, Jo-- Off, Jo Friday.
Jane, what are you doing?

- Why'd you give the dog our burgers?
- You want food? Go hunt and gather.

If that's a pizza, I'm sorry for anything
I have ever done, especially Tommy...

...when I locked you out of the house.

- Did she really do that?
- I'm still crying over it.

Daddy?

So? You gonna invite
your old man in, or what?

Level of decomposition
suggests she's been here...

...for at least two days.

- She's still not picking up.
- She does have a personal day. Still....

- It's the first case since the shooting.
- Look at this.

Professional frenemies.

Cop shoots medical examiner's
mob father.

- Jeez, that's bad.
- Jane didn't have a choice.

- Paddy would've pulled the trigger.
- I know that.

But how would you feel
if I shot your father?

My father's not a mobster.

- You having a hot flash?
- Your cologne not working today?

Community is debating male menopause.
You could be experiencing...

- ...a decrease in testosterone.
- I got plenty of testosterone.

How about you, Frost?

Mm, mm

- Love the smell of deco in the morning.
- Heh.

Maggots like it too. Look here.

Steam from the pipes
has accelerated decomposition.

Few students know about these tunnels.
Two and a quarter miles of them...

...run beneath the university.
They house the steam pipes.

They should just apologize
for that catfight.

- Catfight? Women hate that expression.
- They do?

Damn, so many new rules.

Hey, Janie. You got any more chips?

Can you believe
the contract they gave this guy?

He calls himself a pitcher.
Can't even throw.

- Good one. What are you doing?
- Hey, what--?

- Pilgrims lost, 8-7. You disappear...
- Jane.

...and then you show up to bro-out
over a day-old, DVR'd ball game?

I came here to give you this. Okay?

"Once upon a time,
two wonderful people fell in love"?

You're gonna love Lydia.
She's a dynamite lady.

Tommy, something you wanna say?

Leave your brother alone.

- Tommy?
- No, I mean.

Look, look.
We see each other when I'm in town.

- When you're in town?
- Tommy's the one who never judged me.

Well, Tommy's always been so flexible
about what's right and wrong.

I don't want you bullying
your baby brother.

That doesn't work anymore, Pop.

- Talk, Tommy.
- I introduced him to Lydia.

Wait till you meet her.

You're divorced, so how do you plan
on having this big Catholic wedding?

The church kind of frowns on that.

- Just some paperwork I gotta fill out.
- What kind of paperwork?

Oh, my Go--

You're gonna try to get an annulment,
aren't you?

Janie, it's a piece of paper.
It means nothing.

Does Ma know she didn't mean
to have kids?

Look, I have no desire
to hurt your mother, all right?

She doesn't know, does she? You
haven't even had the guts to tell her.

So I guess that makes us all bastards.

Hey. Where you been?

My father remembered he had a family,
and popped by.

- My dad's a dick too.
- No, I'm feeling sorry for myself.

- Now I got to feel sorry for you too?
- This will cheer you up. We got a body.

Rachel Lawson, 25.

Grad student
in Earth and Planetary Sciences.

Now I feel sorry for her too.
Where's the body?

- It's down there.
- How long has she been there?

A couple of days.
But you could ask....

Relax, Frost. I'll ask Dr. Isles.

Victim rented a car. It's outside.
There's nothing in it.

Uh, here's the rental car agreement.

BCU Campus Car.

She was a VIP. She rented a car
every weekend for the last 20 weeks.

- That's a lot of mileage.
- Maybe she was going home.

- She's from Boston.
- Huh.

She wasn't due to return the car
until tomorrow.

Where was she going,
and why did she come back?

Study shows that 5
to 7 percent of the male--

Hello, Detective Rizzoli.

Hello, Dr. Isles.

Oh, I don't see any drag marks.

No. Lividity confirms
that she was killed here.

- She's passed through rigor.
- So she's been dead at least 36 hours.

She's wearing working out clothes.
What was she doing down here?

She was strangled.

Thank you, doctor, I can see that.

Looks like the weapon
was a garrote.

Garrote.

Gee, I would love a history lesson
on the garrote, wouldn't you, Frost?

Well, it was most popular
in the 17th century...

...when it was used
as a means of silent assassination...

...by the Thuggee cult in India.

Well, let's be on the lookout
for the Thuggees.

What are those red patches?

- Urticaria.
- Urticaria?

Oh, uh, maybe you'll know
what this means.

- The yucky red stuff is a rash.
- Uh, thank you for clearing that up.

- Yes, that was a good explanation.
- Let's go.

You stay.

You have any idea what Rachel
was doing in the steam tunnels?

- Steam tunnels? What steam tunnels?
- Do you have any idea what this is?

It was Rachel's?

Oh, God. Let's take it with us.
Uh, where's her bedroom?

Should I be worried?

In horror movies,
they always get the roommate next.

The campus is on high alert and there
are police outside. You'll be safe.

And here I thought I missed out
on the whole "roommate bonding" thing.

Oh, what a relief,
cruelty-free cotton.

I hate it
when people are mean to cotton.

Vegan shoes? Can you say Vugly?

Says the woman who's been wearing
the same boots for years.

Oh, snap.

Okay, Rachel had a skinny section
and a fat section.

How do you know
about skinny-fat clothes?

I've tried on all sizes.

- Snap again.
- Heh.

All right. What do we got here?

- Loofah, aloe vera toothpaste, crystal?
- That's a deodorant.

- How do you know?
- I told you, all sizes.

Oh, hello.

Here's a sure way
to keep the weight off.

Cocaine.

Why?

Why would somebody do this?

Rachel was the kindest person.

Did Rachel mention any problems
she was having? Maybe with friends?

No. She was there to study
environmental geology.

She was very dedicated.

She worked very hard.

- Was she seeing anyone?
- No.

She wouldn't have talked to you
about that.

Mr. Lawson, did you just come
from a business trip?

No. Why?

Your watch is set to a different time
than your wife's.

Are you separated?

- Yeah.
- Did you tell Rachel?

I told Rachel
I was leaving her mother...

...when I brought her back to school
after winter break.

That's when she started going down
to the tunnels?

We don't know why she was there.

Why do you say that?

Rachel wasn't an only child.

She had an older sister.

Emily died when Rachel was 7.

Rachel would go down to the basement,
she would sit there in the dark for hours.

When she was really suffering,
she'd find a place....

It was my fault
she was in those tunnels.

This may not be my place...

...but this beautiful girl loved you both
very much.

Honor her by being kind
to each other.

Oh, hey. You just pulled a Midnight.
What, did you take another shift?

All this stuff with Pop, I figured
I'd make some overtime.

You talk to Maura yet?

I don't think we're ever gonna be friends
again. We just keep making it worse.

Ha-ha-ha. Okay. Thank you. Yes.

- Okay.
- Dad hasn't told her.

No.

I ran a check on her.

- On Lydia.
- Frankie, you can't be doing that.

They watch stuff like that, all right?

- What'd you find out?
- You don't wanna hear it.

- No, I don't. Tell me everything.
- She's 28 years old.

- She's younger than us.
- Mm-hm.

- Hey, Rizzoli. You got a minute?
- Yes, sir.

- Hey, Frankie.
- Hey, Lieutenant.

How we doing
with that murdered girl?

I'm getting a lot of heat from the brass.
Parents are going nuts over there.

Uh....

Yes, I haven't actually spoken to Ma--
Dr. Isles.

- Sign it, and everything is fine.
- In....

- You okay? Everything all right?
- Read this piece of paper.

- Just do me that favor, okay?
- Sure. Sure, I'll sign it.

- Good.
- Over your dead body.

All these years I had to put up
with your snoring.

My snoring? What about your creams
and your flossing.

- In the bed, you flossed.
- That's right.

In our marriage bed.
Where we made three children.

- Ma, come on.
- Get away!

You still treat them like kids.
Move on, Angela.

- Let's take it outside.
- This is not your business.

- I'm talking to my wife.
- Your ex-wife.

- Thank God.
- I will not dishonor our children.

I won't do it.

Angela.

I idolized you. You know that?

- Janie.
- No, no.

I don't wanna hear it.
You need to go, Pop.

Ma.

Tommy?

Hey, Maura.

- How you doing?
- Good.

- How'd you get down here?
- I got my ways.

- Tommy, this area is secure.
- Yeah. I'm on the job.

Murphy's Funeral Home
needed more pick-up guys.

Guess your people are too busy
with murders.

They hired me
to pick up ones that croak.

Great. Congratulations.

So listen, I kind of need some advice.

From me? Sure. Shoot.

Well, you know my dad's back.

I heard about what happened
at the cafe.

Jane told you?

Uh, no. No. Jane and I are not so close...

...as we used to be.

Well, you know my dad's
getting remarried, right?

Yeah, he told us today.

No wonder Jane was so off.

It's kind of a good thing
that you and Jane aren't talking.

Oh, no, it's not. It's awful.

I just mean, you know,
now that you're not talking, maybe...

- ...we could--
- Tommy.

What? A guy's gotta dream, right?

Advice. You said you needed advice.

All right,
I'm gonna tell you something...

...but you can't tell anyone.

I'm a vault.

I, uh....

I kind of...

- ...know my dad's fiancée.
- Know.

- As in the biblical sense?
- Yeah. That sense.

I mean, I only knew her one time,
but that, just still--Wrong, right?

Do you think I should tell my dad?

Lower extremities
are well muscularized.

No evidence of trauma.
Results are in on the white powder.

What, from the victim's apartment?
Was it cocaine?

Negative for cocaine.

Well, what is it?
Heroin? Crystal meth? Ketamine?

Sodium bicarbonate.

Tricky, baking soda.

Thank you, Susie.

- Uh, you're welcome.
- Nice work, Senior Criminalist Chang.

Nice work,
Chief Medical Examiner Maura.

Well, that explains why Rachel
had white powder in her shower caddy.

- Caddy?
- Livor mortis is indiscernible.

Okay, I'm sorry.

Please explain why she had baking soda
in her caddy.

You are just being nice
because you want information.

She used it to wash her hair.

It's less toxic to the environment
than shampoo.

Well, that's commitment.

She's really fit, you know?

She's had anterior dislocations to both
her left and right humerus bones.

I'd love to know why that's relevant.

- Too bad you don't guess.
- Well, you're in luck.

It's National Guessing Day.

- Are you celebrating?
- I am.

She has these injuries because
of repeated Chaturanga Dandasana...

...to Urdhva Mukha Svanasana.

I know what that is, yoga.

- You breaking out from the guessing?
- Not yet.

And her rash is the result
of defatting...

...the chemical dissolution
of dermal lipids.

What's that in yucky rash lingo?

She was submerged in icky stuff.

Oh, submerged. Great.

So the vegan girl
was bathing in chemicals. Great.

Uh, Jane?

What? I thought we were done.

Okay.

- Rachel was not snorting coke.
- What was she doing with it?

- Washing her hair.
- That's expensive shampoo. You--

Jane.

It was baking soda. All right, Frost.

So why was she in the tunnels,
who was in there...

- ...and why did they kill her?
- Uh, Jane...

- ...you should--
- Did you check her financials?

She owed BCU 27 grand...

...which is weird because it was covered
with student loans and grants.

- What'd she do with that money?
- I'll get a subpoena for her records.

We got to figure out what this is.

Oh, nice TP tail.

- Mm-hm.
- What?

- Why didn't you tell me?
- Tell you what?

- We didn't even notice.
- Yeah, right.

- They can see it from across the street.
- God, can this day get any worse?

- Sorry.
- Ha-ha-ha.

We found the symbol on Rachel's tile.
There it is, it's trademarked.

Sensei Matta Yoga.

Rachel's bank shows automatic monthly
payments to the same place.

She spent $25,000 on yoga?
What? In five months?

- Enlightenment is expensive.
- Owner's name is Sensei Matta.

Well, that's not the name
his mother gave him.

- Let's talk to him.
- He went to a lot trouble to hide.

Maybe we keep it on the down-low
so we don't spook him.

Stop. Frost,
track his business records.

Find out what his real name is. Come on,
Korsak. Let's go do some yoga.

- Crap.
- What?

Floater just beached himself
on the north bank of the Charles.

Man, you're lucky.

It's probably a suicide.
You'll make detective.

Yeah, when I'm 104.

- Come with me.
- Really?

Yeah, come on.

Would you pay 25 grand
to look like that?

No. I'd rather drink my six-pack,
have a Boston Whaler with a tuna tower.

Welcome. Love and light.

Oh, I'm sorry,
this is a caffeine-free zone.

Oh, uh....

I'm sorry. We had no idea.

Oh, that goes in composting.

The middle one.

It's so wonderful
when couples come in together.

- Oh, we're not a--
- Accustomed to such a nice yoga studio.

Yoga is an excellent way to keep up
with the demands of a young wife.

And I'm very demanding.

Oh, you sure are, babe.

I teach a Beginners' class.
You'll take it.

Oh, no, no, no.
We're not dressed for yoga.

Actually, we would like
to meet Sensei Matta.

Nobody meets the master
until after class.

Do you have anything
a little less stretchy?

Wow.

His eyes and his tongue are gone.
That's from fish activity?

It looks different than in the books.

- He's got moobs.
- It's from the bloating.

He's been in the water a while.

Hey, look at his forehead.
You think that's fish activity?

- Blunt force trauma.
- It might not be a suicide?

- Right?
- Well.

Come here. Grab his arm.
We can pull him out ourselves.

I'll get him.

- Tommy, what're you doing here?
- Working.

Think you and Jane are the only Rizzolis
that can look death in the face? Move.

- All right.
- Ugh.

How about you?
Can you look death in the face?

And as we easily hold our balance,
take your gaze to the ceiling...

...and breathe.

Place your right hand flat on the floor.
Take that left arm and extend it...

...and reach as we move...

...from Half Moon Ardha Chapasana...

...into an easy-variation King Dancer.

Why doesn't she come up
with something harder?

- Jane. I'm scared.
- Can you please stay on your own mat.

If you can't do the simple pose,
just do Adho Mukha Svanasana.

- I'd like to Adda Gooshgabana her.
- I'll help.

- Hm. Apparent skull fracture.
- Holy crap, it's my first murder.

Stop right there. I can't take it.
I can't do it.

What? What'd I say?

This man might've hit his head
when he jumped.

Or slammed into rocks
when his bungee cord snapped.

For all I know, Wile E. Coyote dropped
an anvil on his head.

It was just a gut feeling, I--

But this is a scientific process,
do you understand, officer?

You do not guess, leap to conclusions,
speculate, theorize, wonder...

...or tell me about your gut,
am I clear?

Yeah, clear.

I hope you experienced a little bit of love
and light transformation.

Words cannot begin to express.

We're so transformed,
we're ready to meet Sensei Matta.

He rarely leaves his spiritual retreat
in Western Massachusetts.

- Oh, but you said--
- It's a ways, but it might be worth it.

- What's the address?
- You can't know that.

That girl, hon, what was her name?
Rachel?

Rachel Lawson
told us about this place.

That's the one, yes.
She said she'd been to the retreat.

Rachel ascended very quickly.

Huh. Must be flexible.

Sensei Matta believes Rachel
is, uh, spiritually gifted.

- Mm.
- I'll get you packets to fill out.

Now that you're ready to ascend,
you'll put a credit card on file.

Parents said she didn't
have a boyfriend.

Yeah, I bet they didn't know
she was spiritually gifted either.

- I got a bad feeling.
- Me too.

- Anything?
- Yeah, a lot.

Got a name, Matthew Moore.
That's your Sensei Matta.

How are we gonna find his retreat
in all of Western Mass?

- What are these shaded areas?
- Been busy.

Sensei Matta Yoga bought 20,000 acres
there all within the last year.

It's protected land. How?

Using their non-profit,
religious exemption.

Oh. Now I really have a bad feeling.

I've also been through all of BCU's
security footage of tunnel entrances.

Rachel started going in
five months ago.

- After her parents separated.
- Then she stopped for months.

- Started going again two weeks ago.
- I wanna know what happened.

Me too. Last time was three days ago.

The day she was murdered.
No one followed her.

There's entrances
in campus buildings.

Somebody was in there.

The victim's rash was caused...

...by Benzene and 1-4-Dioxane,
likely from a fresh water source.

I've narrowed it down to seven lakes
in Western Massachusetts.

- You saying those lakes are polluted?
- I'm not.

The pH levels and mineral content are.

Swell. My Sprout Troop used to have
sleepover camps at one of those lakes.

You were a Sprout Trooper?

Yes. Why is that so hard to believe?

You mean, because it is your duty
as a Sprout Trooper...

...to be kind, friendly, generous.

I was so sweet and kind,
I won Sweetest Camper.

Two years in a row. So.... Ha, ha, ha.

Was anyone else there?

To watch you accept your award?

Nice recovery.

Uh, the pollution must be recent.
It's not showing up in any of the reports.

Bet you that's where Rachel
was driving that campus car to.

Yeah, it's a small needle
in a big haystack.

I'm going there and doing
my own water-quality testing.

Hey, Dr. Isles,
since you're going anyway...

...would you get a statement from
Matthew Moore? Goes by Sensei Matta--

You can't have a medical examiner
go get a statement. That's my job.

Hey, you two can go together.

She's taking a different road.

- There's only one.
- You're right. I am.

I have to go get a few things.

I'll tell Cavanaugh.

- Swing and a miss.
- Where's your car?

Hey, Mo. It's Korsak.

- Hey. My car.
- Oh!

- What are you doing to my car?
- Uh, my job. I don't know how many times...

...I've told you about parking.

- I park here every day, Mo.
- Oh, not today.

Have a great rest of your day,
all right?

- I'm gonna rent a car.
- Yeah. Me too.

- Hey! Don't forget your lunch.
- What is that?

Mortadella on foccacia bread,
with a little roasted red pepper.

Korsak put you up to this?

All I'm going through,
and you two can't be civil?

Don't pull the annulment card.

He wants me to sign a paper
that says I didn't want you kids.

Ma, we're grown-ups.
We know you wanted us.

If you're such a grown-up,
then act like one and stop this.

Hey.
Just saw Big Mo towing your cars.

- Wanna borrow mine?
- Oh, you're good.

One little thing for your mother,
and you can't do it?

It is more energy efficient
if we take one car.

Fine. But I'm driving.

Why do you get to drive?

Because it's an unmarked,
and because I'm a cop, and--

Just get in the car, Maura.

Have a good time, girls.

- I am not listening to Led Zeppelin.
- I'm not listening to Yo-Yo Ma.

I don't listen to Yo-Yo Ma...

...in the car.

Oh, that's right, pardon me.
Yo-Yo Ma's just for the Jacuzzi.

- Put your seatbelt on.
- It's on.

The next lake
is 42.3910 degrees north.

Longitude? Could you just
tell me to turn left at Popeye's Chicken?

There is no Popeye's Chicken
in Western Massachusetts.

Seventy two
point three-eight-three-zero west.

The acoustic vibrations
of hard rock...

...have been shown to increase
the risk of an accident.

Did you pass gas?

No, I did not.

Okay.

- Hey, Ma.
- Are you girls having fun?

Oh, yeah, we're great.

- Maura's having gastrointestinal issues.
- I am not.

Jane used to fart on long car rides
and blame her brothers.

Did you just say "fart"?

Have you listened to the audio book yet?
It's in the cooler.

Uh, what to do when
your former best friend is a bitch.

- Really?
- Too bad it's wet.

Have fun. Love you both.

Bye, Ma.

Charles River floater
is Paul McNamara.

He was a professor
at Waltham University.

Professor of Hydrology.
Studied ground water.

Fracking is an invasive way
to extract natural gas.

Proponents say it will liberate the U.S.
from dependence on foreign oil.

But my research indicates
it will destroy the environment.

Seven hundred
and fifty thousand views.

- Popular professor.
- Yeah.

But not everybody loved him.
Listen to this comment.

"What does this idiot
want us to put in our gas tanks?

- How about his blood?"
- Somebody killed him.

Well, we don't know that, Frankie.

You saw the front of his head.

Oh, wait you--You didn't, did you?

Remind me not to invite you
to my next floater.

Go straight past
the coniferous spruce.

Maybe I'll pass a hemlock too.

Oh, look. A Homo sapien.

Oh, crap in a guard booth.

- Love and light.
- Love and light.

- You here for the retreat?
- Yes.

Okay, what's your name?

Oh, uh, our names may not be on your list.
We just ascended.

Today, in fact.

Oh. Unless you have your
Double Platinum Soul certificate...

...I can only allow you to go as far
as the public picnic area.

Well, we understand.

- Love and light.
- Love and light.

Let's hope he doesn't run that.

- There's the lake.
- Well, nothing gets past you.

- Hurry up.
- Okay.

Shoot.

- We need to leave.
- No, I need to talk to Matthew Moore.

- No, listen to me, we're in danger.
- Those don't look like yogis.

- What did you take a picture of?
- I'll tell you in the car.

Please. Trust me.

Rachel definitely swam in that lake.
I know why it's polluted.

- I saw fracking equipment.
- What is fracking?

It's a controversial process
to drill for natural gas.

They pump hundreds of chemicals
underground. It pollutes groundwater.

That's why we pulled
a Thelma and Louise?

Well, Jane, it's illegal here.

But Rachel was a geologist.

Sensei Matta didn't sleep with her.
Maybe he brought her here to help.

She wouldn't have helped.
Her interest was in the environment.

Exactly. So maybe she saw what
you saw, she uncovered the fracking.

And that's what--

You okay?

I think so.

- Oh, crap, my phone is wet.
- Ow!

- What? Can you move your leg?
- No, it's stuck.

Okay.

Get down. Get down. Get down.

Maura, we gotta go.

- Get out of the car.
- I can't get my leg out.

- Get out of the car.
- My leg is stuck.

Maura, go!

Stay down, stay down.

Go for the tree line. Go. Go.

I got Jane's voicemail again.
Cell service is iffy though.

Maybe they're yelling so loud,
they can't hear their phones.

What is that?

Looks like a partial impression
of a shut-off valve. A big one.

You only find equipment
like this in boiler rooms.

- Your floater was in the tunnels.
- Where we found Rachel's body?

Yeah. I think his head was smashed
against a valve in the tunnels.

- Might be looking at a double homicide.
- So how'd he get in the river?

There's an outflow
that dumps into the Charles.

Look for a link between
Rachel Lawson and Paul McNamara.

Come on, try to keep going.

We haven't seen them in hours.
I need to stop.

- Oh, get back here.
- What?

- Did you pull something, Maura?
- No. Take it off.

All right, all right.

Oh, my God, Maura.

Your leg, it's hard and it's cold.
It's like a dead body. What is that?

- It's Compartment Syndrome.
- Well, what does that mean?

The post-tibial artery
must have ruptured in the crash.

But you've been walking on it.

Blood from the artery is leaking.
Pressure built and blood is trapped...

...in one of the compartments
of my leg.

Okay, bottom-line it for me.

The blood supply to my lower leg
has been compromised. I'll lose my leg--

- Unless we get you to a hospital.
- No, unless you do a fasciotomy.

I need something sharp.

What? No, Maura, I--

I'm not gonna cut your leg off
with a nail file.

- Do you have any sugar packets?
- No. Why?

You could use it to dress the wounds.
Do you still have your phone?

Yes. Yes.
Why didn't I think of that?

Because look, we could call 9-1-1.
Oh, it's busted.

The touch screen is gorilla glass.

No, Maura.

I'm not gonna do this.

It'll work. Okay. You're gonna make
a 6-inch incision right here.

And a 5-inch there. Just try not
to cut the superficial peroneal nerve.

- I can't do this.
- Take off your shirt.

Now I know
you've suffered a head injury.

- Then let's go.
- To bind the wound. Okay? Come on.

Oh, God, Maura, please.
Please don't make me do this.

Listen to me. Listen to me.

You just keep on cutting, okay,
till the blood starts to flow.

- Oh, I'm sorry, I can't do this.
- You're a Sprout Trooper. Okay?

Just once you make the double incision,
you massage the wound like this.

Okay? The blood will be black.

I can't. I can't.
I'm so sorry, I can't do this.

- I'm sorry.
- I really like my leg, Jane.

- Please. Come on. Come on.
- Oh, God.

Okay.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Okay.

All right. All right. You ready?

Okay.

- Use more pressure. I'm okay.
- You're all right.

I'm not okay!

Maura?

Maura?

Rachel's a PhD candidate
in Geology at BCU.

McNamara is a professor of Hydrology
at Waltham University.

Too close to be a coincidence.

- She didn't take any classes with him?
- No.

Any e-mail correspondence?

No. No phone calls, text messages.
Nothing.

Maybe she watched his
"Fate of the Earth" talk.

Searching Rachel's browser history.

Hold on.

There it is.
His "Fate of the Earth" talk.

So she knew his work on fracking.

They were talking. I found a thread
in the comments section...

- ...between McNamara and RockRachel.
- What's it say?

"I have evidence of fracking.

Can you meet today in tunnels
under Geo building?"

That's two weeks ago.

Looks like they met again...

...the day Rachel was killed.

"Meet me. Same place, 3:00. Bad news."

Where the hell is Jane?

Come on, Maura. It's time to wake up.

I dreamt we were camping.

I voted for you.

Can you turn the heat down?

Come on, we gotta get you out of here.

You won Sweetest Camper again.

I didn't win.

My leg hurts. Why does my leg hurt?

Sensei Matta, I presume.

- And you are Officer--?
- Detective Rizzoli.

Detective?

Stupid to drive a car registered
to the Boston police to my retreat...

...don't you think, detective?

- Get up, both of you.
- My friend's hurt. She can't move.

Get her off the ground.

Let's go.

It's all right, it's all right.

- What if their car crashed?
- Try not to worry. I'm sure they're okay.

The state police would've called BPD,
Mrs. Rizzoli.

All right. Thanks.

That was my contact in Army records.
Matthew Moore is an ex-Army Ranger.

- Was a Blackwater operative.
- Sounds like one badass yogi.

Don't like it. Gonna take a ride there

A ride?
They could be at any one of those lakes.

I gotta do something.
Jane and Dr. Isles are out there.

How did you make the transition
from yoga to fracking...

...hard left at fraud?

This land is full of black gold
all from shale rock.

I just needed capital
to tap its potential.

And a religion to hide behind.

So you swindled vulnerable
college students.

I was a martial arts master.

Didn't take much to repackage
what I knew and sell it.

And you figured out
that Rachel was a brilliant geologist.

You brought her here to analyze
your rocks for free?

Actually, she paid me for the privilege.

She was very obedient.

And she helped until she realized that
you were destroying this wilderness.

She stole shale samples from me...

...gave them to an environmental
conspiracy crackpot.

I guess you could say
we were at cross-purposes.

I'm a homicide detective.
Every cop will be looking for us.

Too bad you can't look behind you.
You'd have a view of the water...

...when it comes through. You're
in a spillway for one of my reservoirs.

Gallons of water
is gonna come pouring through here.

It's pretty toxic from all the fracking.

If I were you, I wouldn't drink it.

Let's go.

Come on.

Come on!

- Try your phone.
- I can't, Maura.

It's busted and it got wet.

Call your mom.

Tell her we're friends again.

Okey, dokey.

Hey, Ma, it's--

Oh, crap, it works!

Microprocessor dried. Yay.

Maybe just texting with....

Crap, no. I can only send symbols.

- Son of a--
- Type...

...42.3910.

Okay. Thank you, Maura.

That's Morse code.

Nice job, Maura.

What the hell?

The view is not okay.

- Jane. Maura. You down there?
- Korsak!

Down here! Help!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

We gotta get Maura out of here.

The spillway to the reservoir
is open. Hurry.

Did Sgt. Korsak
come on our camping trip?

Great job. The coordinates
put me almost on top of you.

Watch her leg, watch her leg.

Can you walk?

I can hop.

You stayed with her.

I wouldn't leave her.

Frankie, come help!
They're back from the hospital!

- Okay, I got her.
- You got her?

- You all right?
- Yeah.

I spoke to Korsak.
They got Sensei Matta and his guys.

Here.

- You sure you're okay?
- Yeah. Let's get her water.

- Thank you.
- So....

I didn't tell my Pop
about knowing you-know-who.

I think that's wise.

- You think I should tell my Ma?
- No!

- Tommy, did you hurt her?
- No.

No, no. He didn't.

My surgeon was very impressed
with Jane's incisions.

I always wanted a doctor
in the family.

Well, too bad.
You got two cops and....

- An undertaker.
- No, no, no. Not doing that ever again.

I got three great kids.

And I think you got a doctor too.

Thanks.

And thank you for saving my leg,
Jane.

I think you two should apologize
to each other.

- Butt out.
- Butt out.

I'm sorry if you are.

Okay, but I'm less sorry.

No, we were both jerks.

You were both assholes.

Ma, watch your language.

And....

I didn't really win
Sweetest Camper award.

You didn't?

I missed you.

I missed you too.