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[pounding seas]

[seagulls squawk]

[police radio dispatcher]

Fresh air feels good,
doesn't it?

I'm sorry.
Did you say something?

Is everything all right,
Jordan?

You haven't said anything
since we left the parking lot.

Aside from the fact my own
father won't speak to me?

Oh, Jordan, come on.

You asked.

How many times do we have
to talk about this?

Relationships change.

Max and I used
to share everything.

And now we can't say two words
without feeling awkward.

I'm worried about him.

He'll be fine.

No, he's not fine.
He never leaves the bar.

He's a bartender, Jordan.
That's what bartenders do.

Look, you guys get along.

I need you to talk to him.

He pulled a gun on me!

That's bonding for him.

He feels comfortable with you.

He said he was gonna shoot me.

You see, you guys are closer
than I thought.

Forget it.

Hey, guys.

Fresh air feels good, huh?

All right, kids,
big storm last night.

Thirty-mile-an-hour winds,
eight-foot swells.

It's amazing what washes up
on shore in a big storm.

Mother Nature's way
of cleaning house.

So, what did you find?

Take a look.

Estimated time in the water
is six to seven weeks.

What happened
to her hands?

Prints will be tough
to recover.

Fingertips are gone
from exposure.

And hungry sea creatures.

Same goes for her face.

What face?

Well, decomp's accelerated
now that she's surfaced.

Fresh air and warm temperatures
don't help.

You guys will
still be able

to run dental records
though, right?

Yeah, as soon as we get back
to the morgue.

Coast Guard didn't report anyone
missing or lost at sea.

[Jordan]
I don't think she was meant
to be found.

Looks like cause of death is this wound in back of her head.

I'd say Jane Doe was dead
before she even hit the water.

[suspenseful rock music]

♪

Horizontal lividity marks
across her torso suggest

that she was bound somehow.

Normally we'd pull fragments
from the wound

to determine the weapon.

But after this many weeks
in the ocean,

"normal" doesn't really apply.

[Woody]
No face, no prints--
at this rate

she'll be Jane Doe for good.

There's a high level of
pharmaceutical progesterone

in her system.

Birth control?

Triple the normal dose.

Any luck
with the dental records?

Let's see.

Missing Persons has something.

[Jordan]
Aside from a couple cavities,

our girl matches
a New York runaway

who vanished seven years ago.

[Woody]
Hello, Sarah Corday.

Daughter of a City Councilman.

She was 15 then.
That would make her 22.

She ran all those years
just to end up here.

I'll call her parents.

Ever been inside one of these
luxury hospitals, Bug?

I thought it was a hotel.

Well, it is,
except for this floor.

The rich like
to recover in style.

Doctors keep their
wealthiest patients here.

They get room service,
private nurses.

Everything down to the mint
on their pillow.
Yup.

[Macy]
Name's David Seaton, age 42.

Says he's in for an eye-lift.

Tongue's swollen.
Allergic reaction.

Probably sent him
into an anaphylactic shock.

Surgeon's name is Berger.

Pharmaceutical error?

We'll find out
soon enough.

Let's take a look
at Berger's masterpiece.

That's odd.

Nice work.

Too bad somebody
took the bandages off

and replaced them
after he was dead.

Well, how can you tell?

They made a mistake.

See, dried blood on the gauze
is facing out.

Normally these bandages wouldn't
have been changed yet.

There's morphine and a high dose
of penicillin in his system.

All that for an eye job.

[Macy]
It's a safe bet the antibiotic
triggered the reaction.

You think somebody gave it
to him on purpose?

Well, the allergy's
all over his chart.

They should've seen it.

[phone rings]

This is Capra.

Uh-huh.

Tell them to bring him here
to the morgue.

Did anyone know this guy
was a plastic surgeon?

And that he was
Scott Berger's partner?

Where's Dr. Berger?

On his way here
from the Berkshires.

State troopers found him there
on vacation.

I guess he needed to get away.

I'm sorry.

I can't imagine
what it must be like

to get a call like this
after so long.

We always held onto the hope
that Sarah would be all right.

That maybe she was safe
somewhere.

Do you have other kids?

No.

Sarah's adopted.

She was a happy kid.

Then she ran away.

We heard from her once...

about a month afterwards.

That postmark was Cape Cod,

Would you mind
if I hold onto this?

No, no. It's okay.

Unfortunately, we don't have
very much to tell you.

I'm sure you both must have
so many questions.

Can we see her?

I'm sorry, uh...

I can show you a photo...

of what we think
she looked like.

[door opens]

Hi. Excuse me.

Mr. and Mrs. Corday,
this is Detective Woody Hoyt

from the Boston PD.

Hi, folks.
I am so sorry for your loss.

Jordan, can I speak with you
privately for a moment please?

We've waited seven years
for answers.

If you know anything at all,
we'd appreciate it.

All right. Uh...

Sarah Corday aka Sarah Meeks
was married.

She worked as
a short-order cook

at a diner in the North End.

Her last place of residence
was an old hotel downtown.

Her husband, Dan Meeks,

does have a record
of domestic violence,

and he's currently on parole.

Dr. Seaton was fine
when I left last night.

Then who administered
the penicillin?

I don't know.

My staff was well aware
of his allergy.

Somebody must have gotten
past security.

Do you have many
disgruntled patients, doctor?

Occasionally people expect
miracles we can't deliver,

but our track record
is impeccable.

That's why you operated
on each other?

We trusted each other
implicitly.

Look, this was a simple
eye procedure.

I wouldn't have let him
go anywhere else.

You have three patients
in recovery,

one of whom was your partner.
Why skip town?

I wanted to take my son to
the mountains for a few days.

Things were stable here and
I'm always reachable by phone.

You sure you weren't just trying
to orchestrate some lame alibi?

Are you insinuating
I'm responsible for this?

Me?

No.

But if I killed someone,

I'd probably
run for the hills too.

Hi. I'm Detective Woody Hoyt,
Boston PD.

You mind if I ask you
a couple questions?

Is your name Dan Meeks?

Wait!

Hey! Hey!

[grunts]

Drop the pipe, Dan.

Drop the pipe
or call a plumber.

All right, don't shoot.

Why ya running, Dan?

I violated parole.

That's why you're here, right?

I'm here to ask you
about your wife.

What about her?

Find the bitch?

You don't have much respect
for the dead, do you?

What?

We found her body
washed up on the beach.

Hey, I didn't do it.

I wanted to, but I didn't.

Look...

Three months ago, Sarah packed
her things and split.

Where'd she go?

I don't know.

She just took the kid and left.

Kid?

What kid?!

Loosen these freakin' things.

Why? So you can take
another swing at my head?

I told you. I panicked.

I'll tell your parole officer
he owes me one.

How'd you meet Sarah?

She was 18.
We started hanging out.

Next thing I know,
we're married, she's moving in.

Oh, that fleabag palace?
Can you blame a girl?

She shows up
with a three-year-old.

I didn't ask for that.

Where'd she go
for a few months?

How should I know?

Don't lie to me, Dan.

Don't. I'll tell 'em
not to feed the animals.

Bitch didn't appreciate
anything I did.

Local PD says you liked to slap
her around a little bit.

Is that true?

Married people
have disagreements.

So you killed her?
No.

I looked for her
for a while,

then I gave up.

And the little girl?

Hey, Dan...

I find out you
laid a hand on her,

then you're gonna have
to answer to me.

I didn't do anything
to Kristine.

I swear.

I'll find her.

I gotta tell ya, Jordan,

I got a bad feeling
about this one.

You see this guy's
rap sheet?
Yeah, which page?

This may not
have a happy ending.

Look, Sarah ran away
when she was 15.

Her daughter's seven.

That means she was pregnant
when she disappeared.

Her little girl
never had a chance.

We just put out
an Amber Alert.

And maybe these'll help.

Some of Sarah's things.

I got them
from their apartment.

Okay, you find out
who killed Sarah.

I'll focus on her daughter.

Well, look what we have here.

What you got?

Well, it appears Dan Meeks
might be innocent after all.

Hmm?I ran a diatom analysis
on organisms

I found in Sarah's body.Ocean organisms?

Yeah, those cute little living
things that can help us

determine where Sarah was dumped
and the path she took.

Sea Monkey, right?

Benthic diatoms
from deep sea sediment

found in waters of
at least 200 meters.

Okay, Cousteau, so what does
all this mean?

That her body first entered
the water, here,

about 22 miles due east
of Boston Harbor.

No way. That would
require a serious boat.

Mm-hmm. And based upon the speed
and direction of the currents,

time of death coincides
with a job Meeks had

driving a semi cross-country.

So if Sarah's husband didn't
do it, then who did?

[woman's voice]
Had I known anything
like this would happen--

My husband was
a very caring man

and a wonderful doctor.

[Bug]
Mrs. Seaton, is there anything
you can tell us

about your husband's
relationship with Scott Berger?

They were partners
for almost ten years.

Were they close?

Dr. Berger was like
a brother to my husband.

Before his divorce,
we vacationed together.

Then, as time went on, things
became complicated between them.

In what way?

Dr. Berger has serious
financial problems.

The last few years, my husband
wanted out of the partnership,

but Berger wouldn't
consider it.

He knew that
he would go bankrupt.

So if your husband was that
important to the practice,

Berger wouldn't have
any motive, would he?

They both have clauses
in their wills

that leaves full ownership
to the surviving partner.

If you don't mind my asking,

what was Dr. Seaton's share
this year?

Almost two million.

Sarah disappeared at 15,
met her husband at 18.

Where was she
for those first few years?

I'm doing a birth certificate
search on Sarah's daughter.

Maybe that'll tell us something
about where they've been.

Like trying to follow
a trail of breadcrumbs.

Hey, look at this.

Do her parents know they have
a granddaughter yet?

I was waiting 'til
we had more to go on.

Hard enough losing Sarah.

Hmm.
Check this out.

Uh-huh.

Receipt for a post office box
in her name.

Call Woody.

Tell him we need to get inside.

Maybe she was getting mail
from somebody

her husband didn't know about.

Listen, Jordan, it's not often
that I get the chance

to be the bearer of good news.

Sarah's parents have been
through hell.

I want to be there when they
meet their granddaughter

for the first time.

We're gonna
find this little girl.

We have to.

What the hell is this?

It's a crime scene, doctor.

You doing your rounds?

Well, I hope you won't
be too long.

People pay a lot of money
to stay here.

It's bad for business.

Dead patients
can't help either.

Relax.

Want something
from the mini-bar?

So, you were here at 7:00 PM
last night, is that correct?

The wing was fully occupied.

Other doctors and nurses
were present.

As I have said a thousand times,

Dr. Seaton was stable
and resting.

And at about 7:20, you ordered a
nonpenicillin based antibiotic.

Which I personally administered.

And how many patients
do you see here every week?

I don't know.

Five to ten, maybe.

So it's no surprise
that your fingerprints

are all over the place.

Well, we have been using this
hotel for three years now.

And now you own the practice
outright.

After you give somebody a shot,
you put the used syringe

in one of these plastic
containers, right?

Every room has a receptacle
for used hypodermics.

And you just drop 'em in there
out of habit?

What is your point, Detective?

Isn't it possible there's
a syringe in that container

lined with penicillin
and Dr. Seaton's DNA?

Wouldn't it be great
if we could lift a thumb print

from the plunger
of that syringe?

We are finished talking.

I'm calling my attorney.

Well?

Connecting Berger's impossible.

Internal results?

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Anaphylactic shock
like we anticipated.

Oh, and Detective Capra's idea
didn't bear fruit.

There was penicillin in
the syringe with Seaton's DNA,

but no prints.

He was covering his tracks.

I did find one thing
stuck to his sutures.

But it's a long shot.

What is it?

An eyelash.

[Lily] From his own eye, Doc?

Not necessarily.

Remember, the killer
removed the bandages.

So, sometimes things are
inadvertently left behind.

[Macy]
All right, run a test
on the eyelash.

We'll need DNA samples
from everyone who had access

to the room that night,
including his wife.

'Night, Lily.

Peter, wait.

Ah. I can't.

Macy just threw me a stabbing
down at the harbor.

Any luck tracking
that little girl?

Nothing from the Amber Alert.

We're still trying
to connect the dots.

But listen to this.

Four months ago, Sarah Corday
rented a P.O. box.

According to Woody, her husband
didn't know anything about it.

A lot of people rent P.O. boxes.
What's the hitch?

Well, a guy named Steven Rhodes
was getting his mail there too.

Maybe he was a friend?

Or maybe he was
more than that.

Sarah was in a bad marriage.
Her husband was abusive.

Bank records show that
she closed a savings account

right before she
took the girl and ran.

All right, what if this guy
Steven hung around for the ride?

And then when he got
tired of it,

he just took whatever money
Sarah had and he split.

That $600 was all
that she had left.

She would have
put up a fight.

That's a fight
she probably woulda lost.

You know what I think? We find
Rhodes, we'll find the girl.

That's the problem.

I just ran Steven Rhodes
through the RMV database.

According to their records,
he doesn't exist.

So, we're looking
for a missing girl

and a guy who doesn't exist?

Hmm...
it's challenging.

Tell me about it.

[door drops]

[keyboard clacking]

What do you got?

Ready for this?

Julie Seaton's DNA
is a perfect match

against the eyelash
we found on her husband.

I'll call Capra, tell her to
bring in the grieving widow

for questioning right away.

How many years have I
been doing this now?

Not as many as yours truly.
Why?

You'd think
after a few hundred murders,

I'd stop being such a sucker
for a pretty face.

Well, that pretty face
isn't completely her own.

If nothing else,
our little chat with her

in the conference room
gave me a good look

at the work she's had done.

Courtesy of the husband,
I imagine.

What do you think,
a procedure or two?

Or three or four.

Marry the doctor, you better
take advantage of the perks.

Right?

Those big crocodile tears.

I can't believe
I was such a sap.

New eyes...fake tears.

Who knows
what's real anymore?

Yeah, Detective Capra,
please.

[rapping on window]

Kid, I'm closed.

It's unethical
to close an Irish bar.

Luckily, there are two more
down the street, 'night.

Come on, Max, just one drink,
please.

And I need your help,
open up.

You must be desperate.

Thank you.
Just out of my territory.

Is everything all right, Max?

Your daughter seems
a little worried about you.

Tell my daughter
if she's worried,

she can come see me herself.

You worked harbor patrol.

You know anything
about reading these things?

Six years walking the docks,
I know enough.

Boston Harbor.

What about this area circled
right here

20 miles off the coast?

Commercial fishing zone.
The big stuff.

Those boys are hardcore.

They keep records
of the boats in that area?

Yeah. The Harbor Master.

Why the sudden curiosity?

We found the body of a woman

who we think originated
in that area.

You know anything
about the fishing business?

It's a real boy's club.

Boats go out every
six to eight weeks,

travel all the way
to Nova Scotia and back.

You say a woman was onboard?

It looks that way.

Well, you'll find
a female captain or two,

but no crewmen,
not in those waters.

[phone beeping]Too dangerous.

Excuse me.

This is Hoyt.

Hey, Woody, I think we got a
break in the Sarah Meeks case.

Yeah, what do you got?

I just found something
you'll want to see.

[sirens]

[police radio traffic]

What do you got, Winslow?

Richard Flynn,
28 years of age.

Died of multiple stab wounds
to the abdomen.

Think he was robbed?

Everything's still here.

Cell phone says he tried
to dial 911.

Get this.
Flynn's a commercial fisherman.

He's got over $2,000
in his billfold.

What's the connection
to Sarah Meeks?

You tell me.

He's carrying
her driver's license.

Hey.

I just spoke
to the Harbor Master.

According to their log,
Flynn just got back

from an eight week trip on a
boat called The Blue Horizon.

Guess who else was onboard?

Your man Steven Rhodes.

Ah, they worked together.

They were in the area
Sarah's body was dumped

and Flynn had her ID.

That can't be a coincidence.

But if Rhodes was on the boat
the whole time,

he couldn't have been holding
Sarah's daughter Kristine.

Looks like we're back
to square one with your girl.

Someone needs to go back
to The Blue Horizon.

Talk to the crew.

I'll keep searching.

[tugboat horns honking]

Liam Moore?

What can I do for you?

I'm Detective Woody Hoyt
of the Boston police department.

This is Dr. Winslow,
the Medical Examiner's office.

You are the captain
of The Blue Horizon, correct?

If this is about Dick Flynn,

I've told the police
everything I could.

Did you happen to meet
a Sarah Meeks?

No, sir.

We think she was
on your boat.

Flynn had her ID
in his wallet when he died.

We also think she was involved
with one of your crew members,

Steven Rhodes.

I guess I shoulda
said something.

Do you think Rhodes had anything
to do with her death?

I don't know.

Second day out to sea,

Flynn comes to us
scared to death.

Claims Rhodes smuggled
a dead body on board

and was storing it in the
freezer below deck.

Did you check it out?

No need to.
No one believed him.

Next day, Flynn tells us Rhodes
dumped the body over the rail.

Where's Rhodes now?

Gone.

Took his two months pay
and left.

I think he realized Flynn was
onto him and he killed him too.

Can you describe Rhodes for us?

Tall, 30, long blonde hair.

[Woody]
Do you mind
if we take a look aboard?

You won't find much.

Freezer compartment and the
decks were just scrubbed down.

Standard after a long trip out.

I didn't know they kept
these boats so clean.

Eight weeks, 24 hours a day,

five men and four tons of fish,

you'd want to tidy up a bit too.

You know, I'd love to get
a sample of Rhodes' bed.

Linens were stripped. There's
nothing left but a mattress.

Ah, you'd be amazed what
a little sweat can tell us.

Like I said,
it's all been bleached.

Company policy.

But, uh, be my guest.

Look at this thing.

It looks like something
from a horror movie.

What is a hook like this for?

Sometimes our catch
puts up a fight.

Not very humane.
You mind?

Go ahead.

Ten foot thresher's
eyeing my leg,

humane's the least
of my concerns.

Say, girl,
where have you been?

Ugh.
In bureaucratic hell.

Oh, I've been there.

It usually involves
taking a number,

and then waiting
for a blue-haired lady

to tell me
to come back tomorrow.

You know,
11 different departments

are looking for Sarah Corday's
daughter--11!

I tell them that Steven Rhodes
might be involved,

a man who by all accounts
doesn't exist

according to state records,

and they look at me
like I have three heads.

Well, stop worrying
your pretty little three heads.

Maybe this will help.

Sarah's daughter's birth
certificate just arrived.

Kristine was born in a lovely
hamlet on the Cape.

I don't know about you,
but when I'm in trouble,

I want to run home
where it's safe.

You think that's where Sarah
brought her little girl?

I think it's worth a look.

Oh.
Cheers.

Mrs. Seaton, your DNA matches
the eyelash we found.

How do you think it got there?

I told you,
I went in to say good night.

He was tired.

I kissed him,
but I didn't touch anything.

If she's guilty she's putting on
a helluva show.

Let's agree that this is
circumstantial nonsense

and move on.

Your client is forensically
linked to a crime scene,

Mrs. Hammond.

The Seatons were married.

Of course she was in the room
with him when he died.

Is it possible that her hair
was on a pillow

or the sheet he slept on?
Absolutely.

But you're reaching
for answers...hon,

'cause it's all
that you've got.

What I've got, hon...
is four million

little green motives
for murdering the doctor.

That life insurance policy
has been in place for ages.

It proves nothing.

Well, then maybe
the affair he was having

with one of his nurses
is motive enough.

You're telling her this now?

Show some decency, Detective.

She's been a widow
for 24 hours.

Come on.
We're done.

When did we find out
about the affair?

Berger gave it to us
last night.

[rapping on window]

Lily, I was just thinkin--

Oh, that can be dangerous.

Dad, hi.

Is everything okay?

Fine.

I just had a few things on
my mind, so I went for a walk.

How 'bout letting your old man
buy you a cup of coffee?

Yeah...yeah,

I guess we're overdue to talk
about a lot of stuff, huh?

There's the understatement
of the year.

Oh, Jordan, I--

Hi, Max.
Sorry to interrupt.

Uh, Jordan, you'd better
take a look at this.

It's okay, Jordan.

Duty calls.

Sign these
when you get a chance.

We'll go over it later.

Sign what?

Dad, what's going on?

Later, Jordan.

We'll talk tonight.

Uh, state records
just sent over a copy

of Kristine's birth certificate.

She was born at a hospital
just outside of Oak Island.

Oak Island, wasn't that
on that postcard

that Sarah sent her parents
seven years ago?

It's a popular place.
You ever been?

No. But I think I will
check out this address.

Do you really think
that she's guilty?

I was leaning toward Berger,

but she had motive
and opportunity.

And the DNA match
is irrefutable.

But what if it's not
so cut and dried?

What do you mean?

Take a look at this.

Note the cell differences.

Well, there's makeup on one.

Probably eyeliner, so?

That's a problem.

Why?

Julie Seaton has eyeliner
permanently tattooed

to her lids.

Are you sure?

A woman notices these things.

It still doesn't explain
the DNA match.

Bug, find Nigel.

Plastic surgeons keep before and
after photos of their patients.

I need him to hack into the
Berger and Seaton medical files.

I don't follow.

There's one outside
possibility.

[keyboard clacking]

Okay, the Berger and Seaton
mainframe

is now open for business.

Get the medical file
for Julie Seaton.

According to this, she had
seven procedures over six years.

Nigel, one-by-one, take us back

so we can see
what she looked like, all right?

[Nigel]
2001, rhinoplasty.

2000, dermabrasion.

1998, collagen
and chin implants.

Then cheek implants...

face and eye lift.

Leading us to...

[Capra] Whoa.

[Nigel]
She's a different person.

She looks like her lawyer.

That's because they're twins.

Yo, Winslow, check it out.

Nice, Woody, shiny.

Found 'em in Richard Flynn's
pocket when he died.

One key. One door lock.

The problem is,
doesn't match his car.

Matches a 1995 SUV.

Wanna know who drives
a car like that?

Sarah Meeks.

Wait a minute.

It's her ring?

Got the prints off the brass.

Flynn must've taken it
with the ID.

What's the other key to?

Tracked the serial number
on the stem

to a locksmith
who matched it

to the Sea Breeze Motor Lodge
in Battery Wharf.

Guess who the room
is registered to?

Steven Rhodes.

Open up.
Police.

All right.

Steven Rhodes!

Clear.

[dialing phone]

Peter, it's me.

The room is empty,
but get this.

Sarah and Rhodes
were both here.

I think they were living
together.

[knock on door]

Ms. Hopper?

Jordan Cavanaugh from the Boston
Medical Examiner's office.

Can I have a moment?

I'm sorry.
I'm--I'm very busy right now.

Ma'am, this is an emergency.

We're trying to find a little
girl who used to live here.

Her mother, Sarah,
recently passed away.

Have you seen her?

Can you tell me
what happened?

Seven years ago,
I was working as a nurse.

Sarah waited outside
the hospital

and stopped me at my car
and said she was having a baby.

She couldn't go home because
her parents would be angry.

I knew she was a runaway,
so I brought her here.

How long did they
stay here with you?

Off and on for a few years.

We were good friends.

Then Sarah got married.

How long ago did
she bring Kristine back?

She showed up one night,
terrified, crying.

She said that she was going
to go make enough money

so that she could take
her daughter somewhere safe.

That she'd be back
in two months.

I never heard from her again.

Did she ever mention
a Steven Rhodes?

No.

It's late, Detective.

Is there any reason this
couldn't wait until morning?

Why didn't you tell us
you were sisters?

Is it relevant?

Yes, Ma'am, it is.

Mrs. Seaton is my client.

Our personal relationship
has no bearing on this case.

Well, since you and Julie
are identical twins,

you're remarkably
dissimilar.

There was a time
that wasn't true.

Our mother used to dress us
differently to tell us apart.

It's amazing
what surgery can do.

Must have been tough
over the years,

watching Dr. Seaton turn your
sister into someone different.

All those operations.

And then to learn that
he was seeing someone else.

Is there a point to all this?

Did you know monozygotic twins
have the same DNA?

No, doctor,
I'm afraid I didn't.

And Berger was
the perfect scapegoat.

He never meant for it to come back to your sister.

You just wanted her husband
to suffer for what he'd done.

Isn't that right?

We always shared something
special, you know.

Lois, what are you saying?

I think I've said enough.

Her name is Kristine,
and she's seven years old.

Oh, Phillip,
she looks like Sarah,

doesn't she?

You wanted to know
why your daughter ran away.

It was because she was pregnant.

[Lily]
You're in politics,
Mr. Corday,

even at 15, she knew
how that could affect you.

[Jordan]
Sarah's friend

took excellent care
of Kristine,

but she just can't
do it anymore.

The state won't grant custody
to Sarah's husband.

He isn't her father.

So we were wondering if maybe
you would take care of her.

Of course, doctor.

[Nigel]
The barbed tip fits precisely
into the puncture wound

at the base of Sarah's skull.

There I was questioning
the humanity of hooking a fish,

and someone had this in mind.

Well, the HemaTrace shows
elements of human hemoglobin.

We match it to Sarah's DNA,

I think we've
got the murder weapon.

I thought he said
he scrubbed everything down.

Good help is so hard
to find these days.

[Woody]
All right, so put Sarah Meeks

alive on The Blue Horizon.

Well, we know there are physical
indicators that place Sarah

in the motel room
and on the fishing boat.

There's a lot of hearsay
about Steven Rhodes.

[Woody] No driver's license, no social security number.

But I went to that motel room,

and there was men's and women's
stuff all over the place.

I'm positive
they were there together.

According to Jordan,

Sarah was desperate to start
her life over with her daughter.

So she needed
to make money fast.

Lord knows, eight weeks
on a fishing boat

would certainly
do the trick.

Yeah, except there's no record
of Sarah on that boat.

No women allowed.

Rhodes signed for
the motel room,

and according to the clerk,
Sarah paid in cash.

What was it about Rhodes that
Sarah was trying to protect?

I think I know where
I can find Steven Rhodes.

[Woody]
Hi, Captain.
Good evening.

What else
do you people want?

I've done nothing
but cooperate.

And we appreciate that,
we do, but--

What? I'm sorry
the woman's dead,

but I've told you
everything I know.

The man you're looking
for is Steven Rhodes, and--

And he's down
at the police station.

Tracked him
to a house in Winthrop.

[Woody]
Yeah, he, uh,
put up a fight at first,

but after a few hours,
he decided to make a deal.

Proof that you were involved
in both murders.

That's impossible.
You're lying.

No.

You're lying!
Rhodes couldn't do that.

Why? Why couldn't Rhodes
finger you or anyone else?

Because he can't.

[Peter]
You know that for a fact?

Damn right, I do.

We found Sarah Meeks' blood
on that fish hook.

She was alive,
wasn't she?

I've never hired a woman
to work my crew.

I wouldn't let' em
on my boat.

We didn't say
that you did, Captain.

Tell us about Steven Rhodes.

I needed a cook.

He seemed decent enough,
so I hired him.

The crew seemed pleased,

but I could tell right away
the kid was odd.

He'd cower, stay to himself.

[Woody]
What kind of worker was he?

Weaker than the rest.
He was useless.

We had rough sea.

We're all on deck
trying to get through it.

But not Rhodes.
Rhodes was a coward.

[shouting]

Hiding inside,
riding it out.

When a group of men depend
on each other like this,

you better give a 150%.

That's when you
figured it out.

[Woody]
That's when you decided
to confront Rhodes.

You couldn't put up
with it anymore.

You were the boss,

and Rhodes needed
to understand that.

That's when you realized
that Steven Rhodes

was really Sarah Meeks,

that she was posing as a man.

But you were too far out to sea
to turn back.

How'd she die?

I've said enough.

All right, then let me.

You were embarrassed,

and the crew was giving you
a hard time.

But you weren't gonna let
a woman get the best of you.

I was drunk.

We all were.

[Woody]
It was a long night.

You'd heard enough.

You were going
to teach her a lesson.

You were going to show her
who was boss.

So you attacked her.

[screams]

No, please!

Come on, Captain.

Stop!

Wait!

Back off, Flynn.

[Woody]
They all let it happen.

But you weren't about
to be embarrassed again,

so you hit her
into the wall.

And you accidentally
killed her.

The whole crew saw it,
including Flynn.

They'd witnessed a homicide.

You put her on ice
downstairs

so you could
figure out what to do.

Then 20 miles out,
you dumped her.

You didn't know
that Flynn had her things.

And when the others told you

that he was about to go
to the police,

you did the only thing
you could do.

You killed him too.

[Peter]
And I'll bet that
that knife on your belt

matches Flynn's wounds.

A woman's place isn't
on a boat like this.

Not a fishing boat.

Not The Blue.

Hey, Dad.

I was beginning to think
you weren't coming.

Late night.

Huh.

Something to drink?

Yeah, I'll have one
if you're having one.

So big question
of the evening.

Why are you giving me
the deed to the bar?

Because I'm going away
for a while.

How long?

I don't know.

Now seems as good
a time as any.

I need someone to keep an eye
on this place 'til I get back.

What if I told you that I
already have enough on my plate?

You can handle this.

There are good people
working here.

Besides, you need
to stay put for a while

and stop running.

You've got
great friends.

And the rest...

the rest doesn't matter.

It matters to me.

I deserve answers
just as much as you do.

You're right.

And you also have a job
and, uh, responsibility,

people counting on you,
and I don't.

And I can't find those answers
behind this bar.

We spend our whole lives
trying to fix what went wrong.

Let's put it behind us,
Jordan.

Look forward,
not back.

♪ Why does my heart
go on beating ♪

♪ Why do these eyes
of mine cry ♪

♪ Don't they know

♪ It's the end of the world

♪ It ended when you said
good-bye ♪