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Thank you.

There. There.

That's it.

Remember, we want that set.

They're looking at address I

could

stop

That's it.

I love you.

Amy, pop in for a touch -up.

Phillip, I can't thank you enough for
taking these pictures for me.

My manager, David, said if they were
good enough, the magazine might make it

their centerfold. And as soon as I heard
that, well...

I knew there was only one shooter that
could guarantee a great photograph.

Oh, thanks, Audrey. But a picture is
only as good as its model.

So how could I go wrong?

Sure. Beautiful, Miss O.

Thank you, dear.

You're so sweet.

All right, just a few more, and then
we'll switch outfits.

Philip, listen.

I wanted to talk to you about that
sports monthly shoot.

I heard the magazine has hired you to
shoot all the girls for their special

swimsuit issue.

That's right.

They have.

As you know, whoever gets the cover of
that issue, well, they could practically

write their own ticket in this business.

It's launched a few careers, that's for
sure.

I need that cover, Phillip.

I'm sure you do.

So does every other model on that list.

I can't imagine you won't get the cover,
Ms. Elk.

They'd be foolish not to pick you.

I'm glad you think so, Amy.

But unfortunately, you're not on the
judging committee.

Neither am I.

No.

But you're taking the pictures.

And if you could just make sure mine are
extra special.

Audrey, I like you.

I really do.

But I gotta make sure every single
picture I take is beautiful.

Don't stress.

This other woman can't hold a candle to
you.

Except for that Jocelyn.

She's my biggest competition.

Are you sure there's nothing you can do?

I mean, Jocelyn's pictures don't have to
be great, do they?

Audrey, if I do that, I could find
myself out of a job.

I give my best on every single
assignment.

I'm sorry, Amy.

Could you excuse us, please?

I thought we had another wardrobe change
to shoot.

That's all right.

I think the session's over.

You can go home.

Okay, Philip, I'll see you tomorrow.

See you.

Now, if I was a mistake, I could swear
that you were trying to seduce me and

influence how I shoot models.

Oh, Philip, whatever gave you that idea?

Oh, God.

You're welcome.

All right. Sun's in the perfect
position.

Light and drag.

Make this count.

Bring your

head

up a little bit.

Do you see, David?

Do you see what I'm talking about?

Look at her.

That's what I'm up against.

Her, with her perfect smile and perky
breasts.

I know, Audrey.

I'll bet her management doesn't have her
doing floor wax conventions.

Hey, hey, hey, that was a good game.

Standing behind a booth for four hours
while balding middle -aged men discuss

linoleum? I've had enough, David.

You are overreacting. No, I think we've
talked about this enough.

Audrey, sweetheart, you can't leave me.

I've been your manager for years.

Well, I discovered you.

I made you.

Yeah? Well, I think it's time for a
change.

When you started with me, you were
nothing.

Yeah, that's right. And I don't want to
end up being nothing.

Did I do, Phyllis?

Amazing as always.

The magazine's going to love this.

I really, really want that cover.

Yeah.

Everyone does.

I don't think you understand.

I really, really want that.

I'm just like, no.

Don't criticize me, Phyllis. We both
know you have been through the judging

committee. And your pictures are the
ones being judged, right?

I'll be there.

Audrey!

I'm ready for you.

Coming.

That's it, Steven.

I've said all I've got to say.

Are you stopping?

Lost the best light.

Why? Could you spend too long taking
pictures of that skank?

No, Audrey.

Because the sun moves across the sky.

I can't control nature.

Well, what the hell are we supposed to
do now?

Move down the beach a bit.

We'll get some good light there in about
an hour or so.

An hour?

You want it to be perfect, right?

Of course.

Fine. I'm taking a walk down the beach.

Don't wander too far.

You only have the right of light for a
little bit.

Don't worry.

I'll be ready when you are.

Women.

You're only doing it to make her look
great.

Try telling her that.

What are you doing here?

Parker, I got an idea on her, Vic.

You gonna make me guess on you?

Audrey Elf. She's a fashion model.

She's part of a photo shoot that was
going on at the beach.

She picked the wrong day to be wandering
around the coast. Yeah, I'd say.

Looks like someone clocked her good.

Mm -hmm.

I'm on the bed. That's the murder weapon
right there.

Tag it.

Take it back to the lab.

What do we know about the guy who found
her?

His name's David Johnson.

He's Audrey's manager.

He was here today on the shoot.

I got him, the photographer, the
photographer's assistant standing by for

questioning.

All right.

So it's time to shoot.

And Audrey hadn't shown up yet.

We were losing lighting, and I decided
to go look for her.

Why did she leave?

Said she wanted to take a walk while we
were waiting.

Okay, go ahead.

I walked down to the beach, and I go in
the direction I saw her leave, and I got

to the cave when I found her.

Mr. Johnson, what was your relationship
like with Audrey?

What do you mean? I was her manager.

I understand, but was it strictly
professional?

Okay, it is now.

Or it was, but it wasn't always.

You had an intimate relationship with
her?

What does that have to do with it?

Would you mind answering the question?

All right, yeah.

Why did it end?

She ended it.

Relationships end all the time.

She said she didn't have time for a
relationship because of her busy career.

Did you resent that?

How could I? I respected it.

And there were no problems between you?

No, none at all.

Oh, come on. That's bullshit. Hey, stay
out of this, Phillip. Why?

Sir, do you have something you'd like to
ask?

Yeah, I sure do.

Audrey and him have been fighting over
contracts.

That's not true. Of course it is.

She told me she had her doubts about you
when you first met.

And she only signed with you because she
was new in town.

She didn't know any better.

Don't be ridiculous. She signed with me
because I was the only one willing to

give her a chance.

And because we had a special chemistry.

How long did you know Miss Elks?

For about two years.

I met Audrey at some party and I thought
she'd be good for lots of souls.

I was going to give her a chance.

But it was more than that.

To a long and fruitful relationship.

Gosh, David.

This is all happening so fast.

Once you sign on the dotted line...

You can't imagine how fast things will
go.

I'll show you places you've never seen
before, baby.

Well, here goes nothing.

You understand, Audrey, that I... I
think of you as more than just a client.

Thank you.

I mean, meeting you last night was like
a... a revelation.

I feel strange.

You do.

Because I think we can go places
together.

Well, I'm in.

Where are we going first?

That's how it began.

Another lie.

How would you know? Were you there? I
know Audrey.

Okay, enough, you two.

What can you tell us about the events
today?

Not a lot. I was working on the girls'
notes for the day.

Girls?

Who else was there?

Jocelyn. She's one of the other models.

And where is she now?

She left right after the shoot.

Okay, well, we'll need to talk to her.
So, what's her full name?

It's just Jocelyn. You know.

What, Sarah?

There's a thing.

I'll give you her number.

Yeah. There was one other thing.

Yes? I saw Audrey and David arguing.

Arguing about what?

I couldn't really hear very much, but
they looked really angry.

Mr. Johnson?

That's nonsense.

We were discussing her schedule.

Sometimes there's conflicts, you know?

I know.

Okay, everyone, listen up. We're going
to let you go for now, but we will want

to talk to you again.

So please be sure to make yourselves
available.

So what do you think?

I don't know.

Could be the manager.

They only have the words, and he found
her, like I said.

Yeah, but why?

If you wanted to keep her under
contract, what the hell would killing

They were arguing about something.

If we find out what that is, maybe we'll
have something.

That's pretty thin.

Paper thin.

Maybe the autopsy would give us
something to go on.

Maybe. I doubt it.

In the meantime, let's run a background
check on our little group of

beachcombers, see what that turns out.

Okay.

Well, Doc, anything?

Not much.

Time of death was between 10 and 11 a
.m.

That fits.

Cause of death?

Cerebral hemorrhage caused by blunt
force trauma.

Based on the angle, I'd say the perp was
right -handed.

As suspected, the rock was the murder
weapon.

Yeah,

this is definitely a crime of
opportunity.

The murderer grabbed whatever was
available.

Had to be. No one knew she was going to
be walking down the beach.

Doctor, how much force would be needed
to cause an injury like that?

Not a tremendous amount, but this was no
accident.

No, I mean, could it have been a woman?

Nothing rules that out.

Could have been my ex -wife.

That was the case to be you on this lab
here instead of her.

Yeah.

Wait, ex -wife?

Yeah, got the paperwork this morning.
You can put a fork in marriage, it's

Sorry, I didn't know. No, it's bound to
happen.

Hey, you guys want to take this little
soap opera out outside of here? I got

some work to do.

Sorry, Doc.

Don't suppose there's any chance of
fingerprints on the murder weapon?

Hardly.

We did recover some DNA trace evidence.

Lab's taking a look at it right now.

Don't get your hopes up, though.

It's probably from the victim.

Okay. Thanks, Doc.

Why are you suggesting a woman? I
thought the manager was the suspect.

He is.

I'm starting to wonder about that other
model.

Jocelyn? Yeah. She's the only one whose
whereabouts are completely unknown at

the time of the killing.

And she's a fitness model.

Did you contact her?

Yeah, I called her number. Left a
message.

We gotta find her.

Parker, homicide.

Okay, Sergeant.

We'll be right there.

What is it? Background checks just came
in. Let's go.

I can't believe this is happening.

I know.

It's a shock.

And the horrible thing is, she's so mad
at me the last time I saw her.

No, I'm sure she wasn't really angry.

She was... Just being temperamental?

That's putting it mildly.

I just wanted her to look her best.

Of course you did.

They just never appreciated you.

So... Listen, you're the real genius
here, not the girls in front of the

You can make anyone a star.

I know you can.

Maybe.

But Audrey was different.

She was special.

Yeah. I'm just hoping they... Of what?

I hope they don't suspect me because of
our relationship.

I'd hardly call what you had a
relationship.

I don't know if I heard about what
happened.

How are you holding up?

I'm okay.

Amy, could you excuse us for a minute? I
need to speak to Philip in private.

Philip?

It's fine.

It's such a tragedy.

I know.

I can't believe anyone would do
something like this.

Everyone loves Audrey.

Of course.

Now tell me, what's going to happen with
the cover suit now that Audrey's, well,

gone? How could you ask something like
that?

At a time like this?

Of course.

How stupid of me.

I don't know what I'd do.

Let me help.

Everything's going to be all right.

I'm here if you need me.

Why? Because I care about you.

I always have.

You need to stop thinking about this for
a while.

You need a break.

I've been trying to get a hold of me all
day.

I'm just not up for talking to them
right now.

You understand.

I do, but eventually we're going to have
to talk to them.

Yeah, just not right now.

Please don't tell them I was here.

I'll go out the back way.

All right.

Thanks so much.

Send him in, Amy.

Can I help you, officers?

Yeah, we just have a few follow -up
questions.

Go ahead.

We've been doing some checking, and it
seems you have quite the reputation.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means there's a string of broken
hearts across town with your name on it.

That's ridiculous.

I mean, I went out with some of the
models, but... Audrey was different.

Did you date Audrey?

I wouldn't call it dating, exactly.

Then... what would you call it, exactly?

Look, I loved Audrey.

It was very clear that she was only
interested in what I could do for a

Did that upset you?

Make you jealous?

Of course not.

I did whatever I could for her.

I loved her.

It didn't matter that she didn't love me
back.

I know what you mean.

Okay, that'll be all for now.

If we could have the room, we'd like to
talk to Amy now.

Yeah, just lock it up.

It's your thing.

Good night, Philip.

Now, Amy, how long have you worked for
Philip?

Almost three years.

And how well did you know Audrey?

Pretty well.

As good as anyone knew her, I guess.

Professionally. As a makeup artist, you
obviously work with the models a lot,

right? That's right. Did Audrey tell you
about anybody that wanted to hurt her?

Any enemies she might have had? Not
really. You know, the modeling business

pretty dog -eat -dog.

You know, everyone's after the same gig.

Anyone in particular Audrey didn't get
along with?

Just one.

Jocelyn.

What was their beef?

Audrey found out some things about
Jocelyn. You know, things that Jocelyn

want anyone to know.

The sort of things that could really
ruin her career.

And I think Audrey was about to reveal
all that to hurt Jocelyn's chance at the

cover. What kind of things?

And now, gentlemen, let's give it up for
Jasmine.

She's a thorn in my side.

Everything around her dies.

Drama queen, I fit too much.

Make sure to turn this down from double
touch.

Turn this down from double touch. Oh,
yeah. Little miss miserable.

Even though she's so beautiful.

Making everything so difficult.

Little miss miserable.

She comes across so

pitiful.

Then she begins to rip me to pieces.

She's Little Miss Miserable.

Even though she's so beautiful, she's
making everything so difficult.

She's Little Miss Miserable. Yeah,
Little Miss Miserable.

Can't believe all the stuff she
involves.

She comes across so pitiful.

She's Little Miss Miserable.

are you guys doing here?

Have a seat, Jasmine.

We have a lot to talk about.

Okay, so you guys know I'm a stripper.

What's the big deal?

Pays my rent, you know. Yeah, I bet it
does.

Did you know Audrey was aware of your
little side gig here?

I think it's threatening to expose you.

That would cost you some lucrative
contracts, I'm sure.

Not to mention a chance at that magazine
cover.

Is that why you, uh, knocked her off?

What century are you guys living in? No
one in this business gives a rat's ass

that I do this.

And even if it made the 10 o 'clock
news, it's not worth killing someone

But getting the sports monthly swimsuit
cover would certainly help get you out

of this place, right?

You're damn right it would. Yeah, and
Audrey was your biggest competition.

You guys are barking up the wrong tree.

Every girl in this business is my
biggest competition.

When Audrey was killed, I'd already left
the beach.

I was on my phone booking the next gig.

She took my phone record.

Oh, we already did.

But it's your cell phone. There's no way
to know exactly where you were when you

made that call.

It pinged a cell tower that covers a
pretty large area.

Yeah, I have a great provider.

Look, let me save you guys some time and
tell you who killed her.

That guy, David.

Audrey's manager?

Yeah, he's a real scumbag.

Tried to manage me a few years ago, and
I was not having any of it.

Just busier trying to get into my pants
than he ever was managing me.

Sure was the same for Audrey.

And if she got fed up with it too, well,
I wouldn't put it past him to bash her

head in.

Thanks for your insight.

Look, I gotta get back to work.

These dollar bills aren't gonna jump on
the rails themselves.

I guess you know where to find me if you
need me.

So, if I can screw on, I'm just a
suspect?

Maybe.

We'll talk to him in the morning.

Yeah, but not for a thing, because I
have to drop some paperwork at my

office.

Sorry.

I imagine it's been tough on you.

Yeah, I mean, she's never told me why,
you know?

Why was it enough?

It's the job.

I can't tell you how many marriages go
south in the department.

That's why I never got married.

What's the point? It's just going to end
like all the others.

Yeah, well, this is the wrong one.

Get out of here.

Mr. Johnson, we'd like to talk to you if
you have a minute.

Do we really have to do this now?

I'm in kind of a rush.

We just have a few questions.

It won't take long.

Quick, please. I got places to be.

Sure, Mr. Johnson.

We met this morning with a
representative from the Triangle

Really? And as you know, they're one of
the largest modeling agencies in town.

I'm aware of that.

Well, they shared something very
interesting with me.

Did you know that Audrey had contacted
them a few weeks ago and they set up an

appointment to meet with her a few days
from now regarding new representation?

Yeah, so what?

Care to revise your earlier statement,
Mr. Johnson?

Of course not.

She was just trying to light a fire
under my ass so I'd work harder for her.

Some girls do that.

That doesn't mean I killed her.

Audrey was on her way up in your
strictly small time.

That's why she wanted to leave.

I couldn't get her the contracts or the
endorsements that she wanted. She didn't

warrant them.

She wasn't a big enough player.

Every girl thinks she's a supermodel.

But most of them are just kidding
themselves.

This morning when I met with Triangle
Modeling, they shared this with me.

It's a recording of a voicemail they say
you left them three days ago.

Listen to me, you son of a bitch.

Audrey Elks is my client. If you keep
trying to poach her, there will be

hell to pay.

Serious hell to pay?

I meant legal hell. Jesus Christ!

Audrey and I had an ironclad contract.

I told those guys at Triangle that I
would sue them for everything they had.

Well, we also accessed Audrey's cell
phone voicemail, and we found this.

What the hell is your problem?

You were nothing when I found you.

Nothing! And if you try to walk out on
our contract, believe me, I'll make you

nothing again.

You hear me, you little bitch?

Well, I have... David Johnson, you are
under arrest for the murder of Audrey

Ellis. You have the right to remain
silent.

You're crazy!

This isn't even circumstantial evidence!

My lawyer will have me out in an hour.

Sir, you have the right to remain
silent.

I suggest you use it.

Did you hear?

Hear what?

They arrested David Rogers' murder.

David?

Really?

Are you sure?

I knew it was him.

I told you so.

I guess you were right.

I wonder what kind of evidence they have
against him.

I'm not sure, but they've arrested him,
so they must have something.

I guess so.

Listen, how about I come over there
later tonight?

Sure. I'm at the studio.

Another.

Neil.

Hey. I thought you messed up. What's up?

Nothing, sir. I just thought you might
want to join me in celebrating our

and our homicide case.

Uh, bartender, uh, a drink for this
beautiful, lovely lady.

I'll have a beer.

Looks like you got an early start.

How many is that for you?

Who's counting?

Somehow I get the feeling this isn't a
celebration.

Uh, why not?

With killers in custody, a beautiful
girl's murder solved, my ex -wife moved

with her new boyfriend.

Yeah. Now I know why.

Look. No, no, it's fine. I'm moving on
to bigger and better things.

Yep.

Cheers.

All right.

That's the right attitude to have.

Exactly. Besides, it's her loss anyway,
letting a great guy like you go.

You think so?

Yeah. I've always thought... Well, it's
her loss.

That's all I'm saying.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Would you get some shots?

Don't you think maybe you've done enough
celebrating for one night?

Yeah.

Let's get out of here.

Whoa!

Sorry. Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Let's go. My car's right outside. Okay.

I don't think you're going to be doing
any driving tonight.

I'm going to take you home, okay?

You are? Come on. Really?

All right.

I'm not enjoying this one much.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

I'm fine.

Okay.

I bet your ex -wife never did this for
you.

I've never been this drunk around my ex
-wife.

Come on.

You can't go to sleep with your clothes
on. No, how far can I get this?

I don't need this.

What are you doing?

Philip? Have you learned anything else?

No.

They arrested David this morning.

Apparently he'd been threatening Audrey.

I knew something was up with him when I
saw them arguing on the beach.

Yeah.

At least you got some justice.

You took these?

They're beautiful.

She was beautiful.

You've photographed a lot of beautiful
women over the years, but I always

suspected that she was special to you
somehow.

Yes, she was.

But all those other women... They didn't
mean anything.

That's what I thought.

Listen, there's something I've been
meaning to tell you for...

Quite some time.

What is it?

We've worked together for almost three
years now, and I'd like to think that

we're close.

Of course we are.

You can tell me anything.

I... I love you, Philip.

And I know that I'm not...

As beautiful and I'm not as sexy as all
the models that you're used to dating.

Don't be silly.

What?

You are just as beautiful.

And just as sexy.

Well, that was unexpected.

Yeah.

You don't regret it? Not a bit. Okay,
good.

Neither do I.

I don't know what this is going to do to
our working relationship.

You know the department rules.

Well, the captain doesn't know. Can't
hurt him.

Fine by me.

Is that you?

No, must be you.

Parker, homicide.

No, no, you're not disturbing me.

What can I do for you? Lab results are
in.

They got a DNA hit on your murder
weapon.

On the rock?

A DNA hit.

Okay, and whose was it?

What?

Okay, thanks.

What? What is it?

We got the wrong guy.

It wasn't David Johnson's DNA on the
murder weapon.

Then whose is it?

This doesn't mean we can't work together
anymore.

Of course not.

What would I be without my trusty
assistant?

Yeah, I know that sometimes, you know,
couples have a hard time working

together.

Couples?

Well, yeah.

Amy, I'm sorry to give you the wrong
impression.

I mean, this was nice, but that's it.

What are you saying? We just... Yeah,

it was great.

You know, maybe we can do it again
sometime.

Maybe?

I don't know what you think this is
going to lead to.

I told you that I loved you.

Yeah, that was sweet.

Sweet? I just gave myself to you. Amy,
come on now.

Do you have any idea what I've done for
you?

Whoa!

Just hold on a minute.

I've flayed away for you. I put up with
all of your bimbo models that you were

screwing left and right. Can we talk
about this, please?

You don't need the gun. I killed her for
you.

You what?

She didn't love you, Philip.

Not like I do.

And you were falling for her.

I could tell.

I couldn't allow that.

I got it.

What have you done?

I'm sorry, Philip.

I mean, if I can't have you, then no one
can.

So

it's

as simple as that?

Jealousy? Oldest motive in the book.

Well, it wasn't that simple.

When we ran a background check on Amy,
we found that her real name is Monica

Renfield. She had a rap seat going back
quite a ways.

She was charged multiple times for
harassment upstate.

Court psychologists diagnosed her with
having an obsessive personality.

And she was obsessed with this
photographer?

He was in love with Audrey. She could
handle all his flings with the other

models, but she couldn't handle that.

Love can make you do some pretty crazy
things.

Yeah, it can.

Parker, homicide.

Right. We're on our way.

What is it? One case closed, another one
opened.

Come on, O 'Neal. We got a dead body
just turned up on the west side.

No rest for the wicked. See you, Doc.

Pleasant dreams, my dear.