All language subtitles for Elementary.S07E09.HDTV.x264-KILLERS

Previously on Elementary...

And that, folks, is the principle
on which Odker was built.

Simple solutions

for complicated problems.

Well, you can call me Odin.
My friends do.

I haven't decided
if we're going to be friends.

I have saved hundreds of lives.

You two understand
the criminal mind.

Together, we could avert
so many tragedies.

What on earth makes you think
that we would ever consider

joining your stable
of executioners?

Might be nice to help prevent
some murders for a change.

Watson and I
are very interested.

But it would have
to be on our terms.

We would vet every single case
to 100% certainty

before you did the irrevocable.

We got everything.

Now we're gonna start a case.

Is the entire NSA
in Odin's pocket,

or is it just you?

Come to that, has it?

Well, what's a little murder
if you can stop the next 9/11?

Our friend doesn't want
to hurt any of you,

but I think it's
important you realize

he could hurt all of you.

How'd it go with McNally?

The NSA
has opened a case,

so there's nothing more
for us to do.

Oh, that's what you do
down here.

I'm working.

You missed a call from the
Maricopa County Sheriff's Office.

Struck me as odd.

Didn't think you'd
ever been to Arizona.

Not in real life, anyway.

Yeah, I've been looking into
this murder in Phoenix.

So, two weeks ago,

a man named Parker Landis

was driving home,
and he was rear-ended.

He got out of his car
to yell at the other driver.

Then the guy shot him
and then fled.

So no one got a good look

at the shooter's face
or the license plate.

There are myriad crimes to solve
here in New York.

If it's mundane
commuter violence you're after,

you need look no further
than the Bronx River Parkway.

Well, that's just the thing.

I don't think
this case is mundane.

So I've been trying to recreate
the collision

because I think
Parker's assailant

hit his car on purpose.

Why would he do that?

This is why.

So two days ago,
his sister went

to clean out his apartment
and found a stash

of botulism samples.

He must have stolen it
from the lab where he worked.

She also found a list of buffet
restaurants in the area.

Landis was plotting
a mass poisoning?

But he was killed before
he could go through with it.

You think Odin Reichenbach
is responsible.

He orchestrated Landis's death

to stop him
from carrying out his plot?

It sounds like him, right?

So the call I missed
was from the detective

handling the case.

She chalked up
the shooting to road rage.

But I left her a message saying

she might want
to take another look.

You told her about Odin?

No. A megalomaniacal billionaire

preemptively
assassinating anyone

who says the wrong thing
in an e-mail?

She would think I was nuts.

I just gave her my number
and said she could reach out

if she wanted help
IDing the killer.

You should disengage.

What do you mean?
If that detective

shares her file, we could
help her find the triggerman.

Put a dent in Odin's operation.

It's not ours to dent.

Odin Reichenbach has
immeasurable resources

and power.

The people investigating him
should, too, which is why

we entrusted this to the NSA.

That was a mutual decision,
you'll recall.

- Sure, but...
- I could share your concerns

with Agent McNally.
I'm sure he'd appreciate it.

But moving forward,
we should leave this to the NSA.

Inserting ourselves
in their case...

it could cause untold problems.

♪ I never seen you looking
so bad, my funky one ♪

♪ You tell me that your
superfine mind has come undone ♪

♪ Any major dude...

Hey!

Knock it off!

♪ Any minor world...

Come on, you guys, quiet!

♪ When the demon
is at your door... ♪

This better be good.

♪ In the morning,
it won't be... ♪

What's gotten into you guys?

Come on, relax.

Relax. Shh. Mama's here.

What's going on?
Chill, calm down.

Boris. What the hell?

Who gave you steak?

What...?

♪ When the demon
is at your door... ♪

♪ Elementary 7x09 ♪
On the Scent
Original Air Date on July 18, 2019

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

Occupied.

What is this?

What, uh... a-a friend
of mine reached out...

A friend of mine reached
out from the French police.

Someone robbed and sank a
yacht off the coast of Toulon.

I reviewed the case file,

and I think that the
police have it backwards.

I think the thief sank the boat
first, and then plundered it.

So I'm just doing
some experiments

with underwater safecracking.

No. What is this?

I found it under a stack
of books in the library.

You said you were gonna give it
to Agent McNally two days ago.

I was, I-I am, I just, I've been
busy. Uh, my apologies.

You know how important
this is.

This could be

a real lead on Odin.
McNally needs to see it.

He will, just not right now.

We're needed
at the 11th immediately.

All hands on
deck, apparently.

The NYPD needs help
finding a ghost.

The Ghost of Brooklyn.

Strangest serial killer
I can recall.

You two remember him?

Of course. Early 2000s.

I was in the middle of my
residency. I read all about him.

I was still in London.
I've never heard of him.

I take it he killed
four people?

His DNA first showed up
at a murder scene in Bushwick,

January 2000.
He went on to kill

three more people
in the tristate area

over the next
nine years.

There was no discernible pattern
to his victims.

Different MO every time.

That's unusual for a serial.

Unusual for them to stop

on their own, too, but
we thought maybe the Ghost did.

Ten years went by without
a trace of his DNA turning up.

Everyone figured he was
either dead or retired,

but then, he struck again
two nights ago.

Caroline Gibbs.

Do I know that name?

If you're into sculpture.

She was an artist,
made stuff out of metal.

Lived on Staten Island.

Neighbors said her dogs wouldn't
stop barking Tuesday night.

They went over to check it out,
found Caroline

with her head
bashed in.

The murder weapon was
just a piece of scrap metal

the killer found at the scene.
It's not gonna help us

find the guy,
but maybe this will.

Looks like part of a shirt.

The killer's.

CSU figures
one of the victim's dogs

went after him, tore it off.

Initially, detectives
out of the 1-2-5

caught the case.
They were starting to circle

a rival artist, someone who
had a beef with Caroline.

But then the lab report
on that fabric came back.

It has the Ghost's DNA on it.

This is everything
we've got on the guy.

All four of the original cases,
plus the new one.

This whole investigation
has been kicked up to us,

so let's get on it.

Megan's been gone 15 years now.

In a way, though,

I feel like I just
lost her yesterday.

When we stopped hearing

about the Ghost of Brooklyn
on the news,

I hoped it meant he was dead.

Finally in hell,
where he belongs.

We're gonna find him
this time, Mr. Hutchins.

You said you thought
I could help you.

How?

During the original
string of murders,

you were the closest
anyone got to witnessing

one of the Ghost's crimes.

We have your statement, but we
thought it might help if you

walked us through what you saw
the night you found Megan.

We know
it's difficult.

But in the light
of the recent murder,

any detail which might have
seemed trivial then

could be hugely important now.

Well, the, the night she died,

we were supposed to have dinner.

I went to pick her up,

but there was no answer
when I knocked on her door.

So I looked through
the window and, uh...

...she was on the ground.

Rope around her neck.

I broke the door down

and I ran to her and...

She was already gone?

Yeah. Her body was still warm.

I must have just missed him.

Did you see anyone suspicious
as you approached the house?

No.

But I heard
this sound.

It was, uh, my son-in-law's car
on the road behind the house.

Megan's husband,

Dean Voight?

Mm-hmm. I'd recognize
the sound of his car anywhere.

I was always telling him
he needed a new fan belt.

File says

Dean told police he was working
in his garage that night.

He left to pick up
some groceries

around the time you showed up.

Yeah. Not that he had
any groceries with him

when he came home and found
his house full of cops.

You think he lied?

I thought he killed Megan.

Everybody did.

It came out
he was cheating on her.

But DNA on the rope matched
the Ghost of Brooklyn,

and, um, Dean had alibis
for all the other murders.

You know where we can find him?

Sure.

Frost Cemetery in Queens.

He's deceased?

Shot himself.

July 29, 2005.

Anniversary of Megan's death.

There was a note.
It just said, uh, "I'm sorry."

For?

Killing himself.

Not for his part
in Megan's demise?

No. I mean,

there was a DNA test
that pointed to somebody else.

Y-You always thought
he was the culprit.

Well, yeah.

He was there that night.

I thought
he was fleeing the scene.

Man kills himself

on the one-year
anniversary

of a wife
he didn't kill.

Sound right to you?

The DNA

might be worth
another look.

Your side's
got to go up, Aspen.

Get it square. Come on.

These are intense.

Gallery's closed, love.

You're Carson Mayfield,
right?

Oh. The caterer.

Actually, my name
is Joan Watson.

I'm a consultant
for the NYPD.

I'm investigating the
murder of Caroline Gibbs.

Two detectives on Staten Island
suggested I speak with you.

Can you give us
a moment, please?

You just said
Caroline is dead?

Are you saying
you didn't know?

I've been completely consumed,
getting ready for this opening.

It happened Tuesday
night, around 8:00.

Can you tell me
where you were then?

Home. Working.

- Alone?
- Yes.

I'm confused.

Do you think I killed Caroline?

I heard the two of you got
into an ugly fight a month ago.

Oh, my God.

Can you tell me what
the fight was about?

It wasn't a real fight.

That's not what the Staten
Island police heard.

No, you don't understand.

It literally wasn't real.
It was fake.

Um,

she threw a drink at me
at a party.

We yelled, talked trash online.

But it was all just
a performance.

We were organizing an exhibition
together for next year,

and we figured we could drum up
some extra interest if we,

you know, stirred the pot.

So you're saying the fight
was a publicity stunt?

Exactly. Make everyone
think we're at war,

then reconcile through art.

Here, I'll show you.

This was last week.

Caroline was a brilliant artist

and a very dear friend.

Her death is a travesty for me
on every level.

The killer left his DNA
at the scene.

Would you be willing
to give the police a sample?

Anything.

But I'm not the only one
who needs to be tested.

When I was at Caroline's,
this guy turned up and demanded

to talk to her.
They stepped outside,

and, right away,
he began yelling at her.

So I went out to make sure
Caroline was okay.

Hey! What are you doing?

Hey, turn that off.

I've got you on video.

- Stop yelling at her.
- I said turn it off!

Who is he?

Caroline's next-door neighbor.

She said his name
was Benjamin or something.

Do you know why he was so upset?

I didn't catch
everything he said,

but I'm pretty sure
I heard the word "affair."

So you think
he was sleeping with Caroline?

I didn't want to think it.

The man was such an ass.

But after he left,
Caroline said

she didn't want
to talk about it.

I'm telling you,

that's what a killer
looks like.

His name is
Benjamin Long. He lives

next to Caroline Gibbs.
The artist I spoke to

caught them arguing last week.

He thinks they were
having an affair.

You think he's the Ghost?

Well, as far as I could tell, he's
lived in New York his entire life.

He would've been here for
the initial string of murders.

He isn't the Ghost.

Whoever you're considering,
it isn't him.

How do you know?

'Cause Marcus and I
just found the Ghost.

He's sitting in interrogation.

I don't know what I was
expecting the Ghost

to look like,
but it wasn't him.

His name is Albert Wu.

He's a manager
at Northeast Med Tech.

I know that company.

They make the DNA kits
used by the department.

Mr. Wu started
working for them in 1999,

a year before the Ghost
became active.

Spent ten years
on their factory floor,

packaging their DNA
collection swabs.

You're kidding me.

In 2009,
he was promoted to manager

and stopped having
direct contact with the swabs.

Until a few months ago,
when he helped a sick coworker

by covering a few
of their packaging shifts.

It was the first time
he'd been on the factory floor

since his promotion.

So the reason
there was no discernible pattern

to the Ghost of Brooklyn's
victims

and the reason
no one could find him...

Is the Ghost of Brooklyn
doesn't exist.

It was just Mr. Wu,

obliviously
contaminating swabs.

He has a condition
called hyperhidrosis.

He sweats a lot. We're guessing
that's what caused the problem.

How did you find him?

We talked to a relative

of one of the Ghost's
supposed victims.

He was convinced that
the culprit was his son-in-law.

After reviewing the case,
I was, too.

But the DNA results all
pointed to the Ghost.

We went through another
one of the Ghost's cases,

and it was a similar situation,
so we started looking

at the DNA tests themselves,
and wound up

at Northeast Med Tech.

You can call off
the ghost hunt, Captain.

Albert Wu didn't hurt anyone,
including Caroline Gibbs.

I just got off the phone
with the chief of detectives.

She wants the Ghost's
original cases

sent back to the squads
where they first landed

for reevaluation and referral.

The good news is
a lot of cops

will get to close
their old cases.

It's not hard to ID
the real killer

when the wrong DNA
isn't muddying the water.

This one was the husband,
this one was the boyfriend.

The boss.

The wicked stepmother.

What about Caroline Gibbs?

We're still working on that.
The neighbor, Benjamin--

the one I told you about--

he's coming in
for an interview.

Any other angles we're pursuing?

We asked the lab
to re-test the shirt cuff

that was found at the scene.

Unfortunately, after
you account for Albert Wu,

there's no human DNA.

No human DNA?

It appears the theory that
the cuff was bitten off

by one of Caroline's dogs
is correct.

The remaining DNA was canine.

Sherlock and I are about to go
visit anyone who's shown up

in an emergency room with a bite
wound since the murder.

Any luck, the dog
got a taste of more

than just the killer's shirt.

Yeah, that's me. So what?

So, that's you yelling
at a lady

who got her skull caved in
a week later.

The man
who recorded that

thought the two of you
were sleeping together.

Well, then, he must have
been high, that's ridiculous.

And, frankly, insulting.
I'm a married man.

So what was the fight about?

Caroline's dogs.
They never stop barking.

I was working from home
that day.

I went over to ask her
to quiet them down.

I told her I would call the cops
if she didn't shut 'em up.

We argued, the end.

You think that's motive
for murder?

People have been killed
for less.

We think that one
of Caroline's dogs

might have bitten her killer.

Do you mind showing us
your arms?

I had nothing to do
with Caroline's death.

I wasn't even home
the night she died.

I was at a business dinner.

Then all you need to do
is write down everyone

who was there, and how
we can get in touch.

You know, if getting mad
at Caroline is enough

to land me in this room,
you're gonna have to call

the whole neighborhood
down here.

What are you talking about?

She wasn't exactly
a model citizen.

Barking dogs, strange men coming
and going from her house.

Loud music at all hours.

What do you mean by
"strange men"?

These... punks that are
knocking on her door

at weird hours.

They only stay for a few
minutes, then they leave?

I really have to
spell it out for you?

She was a drug dealer,
obviously.

You ask me,
that's what got her killed.

Esther Kelton?
My name is Marcus Bell.

I'm a detective
with the NYPD.

This is my colleague,
Mr. Holmes.

Hello.

Would you mind if we
asked you some questions?

Sure. What about?

You visited the ER
three days ago, Mr. Fowler?

We understand you were
attacked by a dog.

Golden retriever.

I was jogging through
Central Park,

he came out of nowhere.

Jumped up and got me
on the arm.

This? That's nothing.

I-I just got Bingo
two weeks ago.

He's still a pup.

I was feeding him.
He got overexcited.

I was at a party.
We were playing charades,

and I got Reservoir Dogs.

So I'm crawling around on the
ground barking and everything,

and my friend's Dalmatian
freaks out and attacks.

Why do you ask?

Why do you guys care about this?

I mean, I don't want the dog
sent to the pound or anything.

Three nights ago, a woman
was murdered on Staten Island.

We think one of her dogs might
have bitten the killer.

Oh, my.

Would you mind telling us

where you were
three nights ago?

I was at the gym.

A hundred people must have
seen me there.

I play bridge on Monday nights.

Every week, since 1981.

I went to the movies.

I think I still have
the receipt.

Do you own all of
those phones, Mr. Fowler?

Yeah.

Name on the back of
that one says "Mandy."

Yeah, she's my girlfriend.

If you show us
the other phones,

are we gonna find a Mandy
in any of the contact lists?

Did you steal those phones,
Mr. Fowler?

Well, not the arrest
we were hoping for,

but I guess beggars
can't be choosers.

Watson says she's
made some progress

at Caroline Gibbs' home.

She's asked us to
go meet her there.

You go, I'll bring
this knucklehead downtown,

meet up with you.

There you are.

Oh. Any luck with
the dog bite victims?

None.

If he was bitten by a dog,

he didn't get treated
at a hospital.

You said you found evidence

that Caroline Gibbs was
selling drugs.

Yeah, a pound of it.

Leaves of Grass, indeed.

Caroline's neighbors said a lot
of strange people came here

to buy drugs.

I was hoping that she left a
list of her customers somewhere,

but I'm starting to think
she was too smart for that.

But it's worth looking into.

Oh, how'd it go with McNally?

You saw him this morning, right?

Good. I gave him a copy
of your dossier

on the Phoenix shooting.

He was appreciative.
Said they'd look into it.

Did you know that
you have a tell...

when you lie,

but no one else can
see it but me?

Did you partake of any of that?

You lied just now
when you said that

you gave McNally what I found.

- Watson...
- Just tell me.

All right, I lied.

Why?

Because I don't want you,
Marcus or the captain

or anyone else that
we care about to be murdered.

What?

McNally has no intention
of dismantling Odin's operation.

In fact, he'll do everything
in his power to keep it going.

So he's a part of it.
How long have you known?

Weeks.

He made his allegiances
quite clear

when he threatened the lives
of everyone in our orbit

if we didn't drop
our investigation.

Since when do I need to be
shielded from the truth?

I didn't do it to shield you,
I did it to spare you.

From what?
From having to lie to everyone else.

Odin is the reason
the captain was shot

and we can't tell him.

Or Marcus or anyone else,
for that matter.

Knowing a secret of that
magnitude, kno-knowing the truth

about an attack
that almost killed a friend

and keeping silent,
it's... corrosive.

I want to talk to you more
about this later.

Well, why not now?

Because you're not the only one
who lied to me today.

Caroline's neighbor
was upset about an affair,

Just not his own.

Benjamin said he told you
about Caroline selling drugs.

- Is that what this is about?
- No.

It's about the affair
you were having.

W-What?

We spoke to an artist friend
of Caroline's.

He saw your husband
arguing with her last week.

He overheard something
about an affair,

he assumed it was
about Benjamin and Caroline.

But then I found
some long pink hairs

in the bristles of a brush
in her bedroom.

Where were you
the night she was murdered?

Here, at home.

Your husband told us that
he was at a business center.

I didn't hurt Caroline.

I could never.

I loved her.

I'm afraid that
that is not exculpatory.

2.5 women are murdered every day
by an intimate partner.

So we're going to have to cover
our statistical bases

with a little more
than your word.

When's the last
time you saw her?

It was the night she died.

I was doing dishes
in the kitchen.

I saw her out the window,
she had her welding gear on.

I just figured she was working.

What time was that?

Um... 9:00.

On the dot,
actually.

I know this because
my watch beeps

when I have to take
my thyroid pill.

Well, you're either
mistaken or you're lying.

Caroline's time of death
was placed at 8:30.

Around the same time
other neighbors heard

the dogs start barking.

The medical examiner
is rarely off by much

when a body
is found promptly.

And it's unlikely
she was walking around

after she was murdered.

Maybe it wasn't her.

You said that she was wearing
her welding gear.

I assume it included a mask?

Yeah, i-it covered her face.

You think the killer
disguised himself as Caroline

to sneak around her property.

I'm sure her social
media probably has

plenty of photos of
her making art, right?

Jeans and a
welding mask

would have been an easy look
to replicate.

So if it wasn't Caroline
I saw that night,

it was the person
that killed her,

why would they have had her dog?

Her dog?

Ollie, her German Shepherd.

Whoever it was,
they had him on a leash.

The ASPCA removed five dogs
from Caroline's property

after her body
was discovered.

None of them
was a German Shepherd.

I don't know what to tell you.

She definitely had one.

Okay. Yeah. Thank you.

The ASPCA has no record
of the dog you described.

This is him, if it helps.

Caroline fostered rescue dogs.

So they were always
coming and going,

but I couldn't forget Ollie.

Are you sure he hadn't
outstayed his welcome?

I mean, she fosters animals,
they came and went

with some regularity, no?

There's six dog bowls here

and only five leashes.

I think he was taken.

We've investigated
several possible motives

for Caroline's murder
and we found each one lacking.

What if it wasn't her life
the killer wanted...

...but her dog.

His name's Ollie.

Far as Joan and
Sherlock can tell,

no one's seen him since
Caroline Gibbs's murder.

Tell me he's not a suspect.

Actually, we think

he's the reason the killer
went to her house that night.

He wanted to steal her dog?

Ollie was one of six
Caroline was fostering.

Thing is,
ASPCA only collected five

from her house after her death.

Are German Shepherds
more valuable than I thought?

Pretty sure
this wasn't about money.

I called around to different
rescue organizations

this morning, found out
Caroline got Ollie from

a place called The Doghauser
about four months ago.

Where was he before that?

Funny you should ask.

He was a police dog?

K-9 unit out
of the 3-6.

Did five years there before
retiring last spring.

- Bomb sniffer?
- Narcotics.

According to his file,
he was good at it.

Helped out on a bunch
of successful arrests.

His ex-partner's coming in
to talk to me,

in case you
want to join.

Ollie and I worked together
five years.

Best partner I ever had.

I know how it might sound,
but Ollie's not just a dog.

He's... he's a police officer.

One of us.

You got to get him back.

We're doing our best.

So I understand Ollie
was retired last year?

Yeah, he got
hip dysplasia.

My girlfriend and I
wanted to adopt him,

but third floor walk-up's
no good for 100-pound Shepherd

with wonky hips, so...

he went to a rescue group.

Him being taken.

Any chance it's about you?

Me?

Yeah, you obviously
care about him,

maybe someone took him
to hurt you.

I-I don't think so.

I mean, you don't make a lot
of enemies in the K-9 unit.

I'm just the guy
that shows up with a dog

and finds your drugs.

What about Ollie?

He have any enemies?

He's a dog.

Couple years ago,
the Urabeños cartel in Colombia

put out a $70,000 hit
on a police dog

'cause he kept sniffing out
their shipments.

Okay, but Ollie was retired.

I'm not saying it's logical.

But cartels hold grudges.

Maybe they were trying
to prove a point

and our vic just got in the way.

Ollie's specialty
was marijuana.

So most of the guys we collared
were stoners, you know?

Not the most
bloodthirsty of bad guys.

No, no one jumps out.

We didn't realize
Ollie had a specialty.

Yeah, most of our dogs do.

It's kind of ironic, huh?

Weed-sniffing dog being fostered
by someone who sells the stuff.

I don't know
about ironic, but...

it might not be a coincidence.

I thought perhaps
now is a good time

to finish
our conversation.

My handling of
the Odin Reichenbach situation.

I assume you have
more questions.

I don't really have questions;
I have strong feelings.

And I understand full well
how powerful Odin is.

I mean, I get why
you didn't tell me

what was going on with
the NSA investigation.

I mean, I don't love
it, but I get it.

Still, it doesn't
change the fact

that he's too
dangerous to ignore.

We've got to find some
angle on the guy,

we can't just just
roll over for him.

You were under the impression
that's what I've done?

Over the last month,

I've been attempting
to reach my contacts at SIS.

It's delicate.

Odin casts a long shadow online,

so I've been limited
to analog back channels.

Which is why I wanted
to give you this.

When my message reaches
the appropriate parties,

agents of the Crown will call
that encrypted cell phone.

Why give it to me?

Because I trust you.

Then I want to show
that I'm worthy

of your trust in return.

I lied to you once about Odin.

I won't do it again.

Marcus, you have us both.

Couple things.

The lab says the marijuana
you found

at Caroline Gibbs's house

is from a particular
sativa strain.

Last time they saw
the stuff it came from

a street rip Vice did
out on Staten Island.

Near where Caroline lived?

Yeah, a few low-level dealers
from a Mexican gang

were holding the stuff.

Los Santiagos.

Other thing I thought
you should know

is that Ollie the police dog
had a specialty.

He was great at sniffing out
marijuana.

Perhaps we should introduce
ourselves to Los Santiagos.

If they were
Caroline's suppliers,

perhaps they knew
she was fostering a police dog.

Yeah, crossed my mind, too,
but you really think

she's talking to her suppliers
about her dogs?

I don't know.

Pet owners will talk
to anybody about their pets.

Our mailman knows
Clyde's life story.

Say the Santiagos
did know about Ollie.

What would they want with him?

Maybe they wanted to use him

to test their smuggling methods.

Ollie would be a good canary
in the cannabis coalmine.

Those in the marijuana business
are constantly experimenting

with new packing materials,
masking agents,

even innovations in the agronomy
of the plant itself.

If Ollie sniffed it out,
then they would

go back to the drawing board.

If he can't,

they have a police-proof way
of moving their product.

Well, the leader
of the New York Santiagos

is a guy named Enrique Ruiz.

Narcotics tells me he works
out of an OTB he owns.

Feel like joining me
for a visit?

We'd like to speak
to Enrique Ruiz.

Enrique Ruiz,

head of New York operations
for the Santiago Cartel.

We know he's here.
Lo siento, no hablo inglés.

Estás ocupado.
No hay problema.

Encontraré a Enrique yo solo.

Hey, hey.

You can't go back there.

Just 'cause you're police doesn't
mean you can do whatever you want.

That's true.

But, since you reek of weed,

and you just lied
to a police officer

about being able
to speak English,

one thing I can do
is search you.

So either show me
your pockets

or show me
Enrique Ruiz.

Down the stairs,
second door on the left.

Looking for Enrique Ruiz.

Who the hell are you?

Marcus Bell, NYPD.
These are my associates,

Ms. Watson,
Mr. Holmes.

Whatever it was,

I didn't do it.

Two days ago,
a woman named Caroline Gibbs

was murdered
and a retired police dog

was stolen
from her property.

When we searched the house,
we found marijuana

that matches a strain of sativa
sold by you.

That's very interesting,
but I don't sell weed.

I own an OTB.

That said,

if I did sell weed,

I bet it would be the best.

A lot of people would
probably have it.

Maybe even your dead lady.

Well, we think she sold for you.

We also think she made
the mistake of telling you

or one of your men
that she'd adopted

a former police dog
that used to specialize

in detecting marijuana.

So I didn't just kill this lady,
I stole her pooch?

You tell us.

Hey. Let's everyone
just stay calm.

Of course. Very calm.

Looking for me?

This is my attorney,
Danielle Olivera.

They're with the police.

Your attorney just
happened to be in the back room

of the nerve center

of your drug
dealing operation?

This isn't
a nerve center,

it's an OTB.

And there's no back room
behind that wall,

just my legal offices.

Mr. Ruiz leases space
to me at a bargain rate,

and I provide free
legal services in exchange.

They think I killed some lady
and kidnapped her dog.

I see. Have you said everything
you want to say to them?

I have.

Do you have a warrant?

Then please,
show yourselves out.

Well, I just
heard from Marcus.

There's no way to get a warrant
to search the Santiagos' OTB

without more evidence linking
them to Caroline Gibbs's murder.

Apparently, their lawyer,
Ms. Olivera,

has won her fair share
of skirmishes

with the D.A.'s office,
and they're afraid of her.

Well, I think I might've
found something

that will help them turn
the tables. I took this photo

in the back office at the OTB.

The guys in the gang
were distracted, and you were

talking to Enrique
and his lawyer.

At first, I thought
I'd just gotten pictures

of some basic bookie stuff,
but check this out.

I find sports gambling
as boring as the stock market.

Never developed
a taste for it.

Well, it kind of looks
like a line for a game

between Boston and Milwaukee.

The thing is, those two cities
aren't playing each other

in any major sport
for another three months.

You think the Santiagos
are not that forward-thinking?

It would be crazy
to set odds this far ahead.

I mean, as a native New Yorker,
it hurts to say,

but Boston has great teams
pretty much across the board.

I can't think of a single game
where one of their teams

would be favored to lose
to Milwaukee at those odds.

So what are we looking at?

I think it's a
shipping schedule.

I mean, now that marijuana is
legal in some parts of the U.S.,

a lot more of it is being
smuggled state to state,

sometimes by train.

Boston to Milwaukee takes
about 25 hours by rail,

so if you left at 11:24,
you would arrive

at 12:09 the next day.

That must be what
the plus-one is.

And I'm guessing the 300
is a reference

to shipment size, 300 pounds?

- Yeah. I don't see any dates.
- There aren't any.

But if you cross-reference
the times

against a commercial
rail schedule,

it's not hard to pin them down.

I was thinking, if
the police could seize

one of the gang's shipments,
we could use it as leverage

to pry the truth out of them.

Unfortunately,
we just missed this train.

It came through New York
for a fuel stop an hour ago.

But there is another shipment
coming in early next week.

Hey, Marcus.
We've got good news.

Yeah? So do I.
Ollie just turned up.

You're kidding. Where?

Would you believe a train yard?

Yard manager showed up
for work an hour ago

and found the security guard
lying here, unconscious.

Someone attacked him?

Hit him with a Taser.

Paramedics said
he's gonna be fine,

they took him
to the hospital just to be safe.

First officers on the scene
halted all rail traffic,

had a look around.
They found this guy.

Saw his name on his collar,
recognized it

from the Finest Message
we put out, and called it in.

Was the guard able to describe
the person who Tased him?

No. Apparently,
he got zapped from behind

while he was making his rounds.

Whatever happened,

he didn't see or hear anything.

Someone stole a shipment
of the Santiagos' marijuana.

The smugglers had
their stash in here,

the one Watson flagged
for a 12:09 arrival,

hidden behind a false wall

and a bunch of
packing boxes.

That's a big compartment.

So if I'm right about
the code they were using,

it was holding 300 pounds
of marijuana.

That much marijuana
would have a street value

of a million dollars, at least.

But you're sure it was stolen?

Could've just been
the cartel guys, right?

Los Santiagos
wouldn't need a drug dog

to find their own product.

They'd know where it was.

That's why
Ollie was taken.

To help someone
pull off a heist.

They knew the drugs were
in one of these cars,

they just didn't know which one.

Say you're right.

The person who killed
Caroline Gibbs

would have a seven-figure score
and a serious head start.

So, unless Ollie over there

can give us
a description,

I'd say we've got a lot
of ground to make up.

Hey. I need your
opinion on something.

Do you think anyone would
mistake Bob for you

if he was dressed like this?

I imagine they'd think
the same thing I'm thinking.

There's no species
of Anthophila known

to attack inanimate
rubber dummies.

No, I mean,
there's no chance they'd think

it was you, right?

No, Watson,
I don't imagine they would.

I wouldn't, either, even though
I would recognize this outfit as yours.

I mean, he's broader,
his pecs are more pronounced.

I'm not sure
what you're getting at.

I was just thinking
about Diana Long.

So the night
that Caroline was murdered,

Diana saw someone
dressed just like her.

And if we're right,
and that was her killer,

their dimensions would have
to be similar to Caroline's.

It was night.

The killer
was seen from a distance.

Sure, but it wasn't
just some random passerby.

It was Diana.
She and Caroline were intimate.

She knew Caroline's body.

She would've noticed some
obvious discrepancy.

We've been looking
at everyone

who knew about
the cartel's shipment schedule.

I think we can narrow our scope
and eliminate anyone

who wasn't at least
Caroline's size.

So what about Danielle Olivera?

I mean, she has the same
build as Caroline's.

Since she works for the
Santiagos, she probably knows

their shipping schedule.

Maybe she double-crossed them.

What is it?

That bookcase.
I've seen it somewhere before.

Where?

If I'm not mistaken,
at the home of our killer.

You again.

What'd I do now?

A lot, actually.
Murder, theft of a dog.

Pretty sure you're
also in possession

of about 300 pounds
of marijuana.

Just 'cause I pled guilty
to swiping some phones

doesn't mean you can pin every
random crime in the world on me.

You're right. Not
without evidence.

That's what the warrant's for.

Seriously?
What the hell is this about?

You stole
a shipment of marijuana

from the Santiago cartel.

We know you know the name.

Your sister is one
of their lawyers.

- My sister?
- Danielle Olivera.

Of course, she was Danielle
Fowler before she got married.

I began to suspect a family
connection when I saw

this bookcase in the back
of her professional headshot.

It's the same as that one there.

We were just
at Danielle's office.

She's got
all new furniture now.

She said that she gave you
all the old furniture

after the upgrade.

She told us that you went
and picked it all up yourself.

Yeah. So what?

You think that's proof
of something?

No, but it might explain
how you knew the Santiagos

had a big shipment
of pot coming in

on a freight train
yesterday.

You knew what time the
train would arrive,

but you didn't know which car

the weed would be in.

So you abducted Ollie,
a dog with a nose for cannabis.

We know you heard
about him from her, too.

She was pretty cooperative
once we told her

what we thought you'd done.

She said she'd never steal from
the cartel. She's not suicidal.

So we believed her when she said

that Caroline Gibbs
had mentioned Ollie

to some of the guys
in the gang.

They thought it was pretty
funny, a pot dealer

taking care of a
pot-sniffing dog, but you,

you saw
an opportunity.

"Gibbs." That's the woman
you were asking me about

the other day, right?

I told you, I was at the movies
the night she was killed.

Yeah. You did go to the movies,

then you walked
right back out again.

Security cameras show
you leaving the theater

five minutes
after the movie started.

No. No, just
'cause I didn't see a movie

doesn't mean I killed someone.

That's Ollie.

I wonder what he's found.

Whew.

That's a lot of
weed, Mr. Fowler.

Good boy, Ollie.

He really is

a magnificent animal, isn't he?

I see Dr. Maynard
is back on the threat list?

Yeah.

It's not looking
good in Atlanta.

Is he still making noise
about shooting up his office?

He's performed three
firearms-related searches

in the last week, and he
sent his lawyer an e-mail

about scheduling a meeting
to update his will.

♪ I just read it...

Pull the trigger,
before he does.

Nora Addison. I remember her.
College student.

The other girls in her dorm
are still bullying her.

E-mails to her
sister make it sound

like she's close
to breaking.

Has she taken
any concrete steps?

Page three.

Another search for
"arsenic" yesterday.

♪ What should I say,
I've never been... ♪

Start watching her sister
and monitor her phone.

Do you have a candidate in the
area, in case we need a hero?

Not yet.

Well, round one up.
We need to be ready.

That everything?

That's all for the threat list,
but there is one more thing.

Phoenix. Parker Landis.

Joan Watson has
been poking around.

Has she?

She reached out to the Maricopa
County Sheriff's Office.

I'm pretty sure
she suspects.

- Would you like me to...
- No.

No. I think I'll handle
this one myself.

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@elder_man

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