All language subtitles for Body of Proof 1x06 - Society Hill_Subtítulos01.ENG

Nice street.

l thought you hated your life
in Chestnut Hill.

- ''Hated'' is a little strong. l loathed it.
- Heh.

Fancy cars, nice houses,

citywide recognition
as a top neurosurgeon,

what's there to like?

Recognition was nice.
l wouldn't wanna relive the rest.

Oh, and yet you jumped at the chance
to take this case.

l still have a few friends here.

l hope this isn't one of them.

PETER: You flying solo today, Bud?
- Excuse me.

- Sam's in D.C. Her father's sick.
- Oh, l'm sorry to hear it.

That's Daphne Zimmer,
editor of Society Fair magazine.

- You know her?
- My mother does. Did.

- Really? How well?
- Well enough.

Listen, if this is gonna be too difficult
for you...

Death is always difficult, detective.

ls that Daphne's?

Color looks different than hers.
Better bag it.

Okay.

Well, what have we got?

The maid found the body
a half-hour ago.

The alarm was off,
no sign of forced entry.

The gate was left open.

PETER: There was obviously a struggle.
- Mm.

Table overturned,
her sandal off her foot.

My guess is,

Daphne was reading here,
someone came in to rob the place,

came on Daphne by surprise,
they fought,

and our bad guy vanished
into this morning's traffic.

What makes you think
it was this morning?

Well, the body's still limp.
lt hasn't gone into rigor mortis yet.

l bent the pinkie, that's all.

MEGAN:
Discoloration in the lower right quadrant.

- You know what that is?
- Bruising from the attack.

lt's decay.

But the body's limp.
lt hasn't gone into rigor.

She's already past rigor.

The skin is macerated.

She didn't die this morning.
She died at least two days ago.

Thanks for playing.

MORRlS: All right, everybody,
increase the timeline to 48 hours.

PETER:
Daphne Zimmer, born in rural Ohio,

educated at Wellesley
and Harvard Business School.

Ran a fashion house in New York
and then came here

to take over Society Fair magazine
1 1 years ago.

She became quite a power player.

Why is it whenever a man
calls a woman a power player,

it sounds pejorative?

- Uh, your imagination?
- Ha-ha-ha.

- So now you're patronizing me.
- Okay, l'm not playing in this minefield.

You're already in it, pal.

Maceration is consistent
with her position in the water,

so she wasn't moved.

And she was out in the open air
for at least two days near a garden.

So when there's a garden,
there's entomology,

and when there's entomology, there's--

Curtis, just in time.
l have a present for you.

And don't worry, he's got friends.

Second-stage Calliphoridae.

- Mm?
- Blowfly maggots to you.

By my estimate,
she's been dead for at least two days.

How fast can you confirm that?

Well, there are six stages
from eggs to adult.

l'd need to grow these little guys out,
then calculate backwards.

Twenty days, maybe 25.

How about tomorrow?

l'll do my best.

Oh, a present for Ethan. This is the only,
uh, trace evidence we found.

- Tell him l want a full analysis.
- Full analysis. Got it.

Come on, little guys. Let's eat.

What else does that thing tell you?

Uh, Daphne Zimmer,
never married, no kids.

Apparently, that magazine was her life.

- Guess where we're going.
- You're not gonna open her up?

We have to wait for the body to dry out
before we make an incision.

ln the meantime,
let's go find a match for that hair sample.

MEGAN:
There she is. Daphne Zimmer.

- Modest.
- Confident.

l don't see one hanging over your office.

Yet.

The show must go on, apparently.

Always busy between Fashion Week
and charity-ball season.

l'll take your word for it.

- Coming through. Sorry.
MEGAN: Okay.

- Can l help you?
- We need to see who's in charge here.

She's in a meeting.

- Who's in a meeting?
- Daphne.

- Are we talking about the same person?
- Hang on a sec.

Daphne Zimmer,
the head of the magazine.

Her meetings are epic.
She might be a while.

She might be a lot longer
than you think.

MORRlS: l see a lot of anxious people,
but not a lot of grief.

Well, they just found out their boss died.
They're probably in shock.

Either that or work has taken its toll.
Look at these people.

He's got rhinophyma.
Tip O'Neill nose. Heavy drinker.

She bites her nails,
wears acrylics to cover up the damage.

Chews jewelry,
keeps the nails out of the mouth.

And he has got trichotillomania.

- Trichto-- What?
- Compulsive hair puller.

And he's just fidgety.

You are looking
at some serious signs of stress.

MORRlS: ln other words,
somebody wanted the boss dead,

and l am looking
at a roomful of suspects.

Excuse me. Who's Daphne's assistant?

Oh, let's start with him.

PETER:
We'd like to ask you a few questions.

Yeah.

Hey, Kate Murphey returning your call.
Sorry we keep playing phone tag.

Um, l'm at the office now,
but you could always call me on my cell.

[CLEARS THROAT]

- l didn't hear anything.
- Next time try knocking.

Right. Sorry. Knock.

l'm pulling you off the Mackavoy case.
l want you to focus on Daphne Zimmer.

What do you know so far?

About the hair?

- That Curtis gave me half an hour ago?
- That's right.

lt's human.

And?

lt's human.

Daphne Zimmer was very well respected
in this community.

A lot of people are asking questions,
and you have the only trace evidence

from the crime scene
connected to the killer.

- So top priority.
- Start with the roots. Look for any DNA.

Okay.

Let me get this straight.

You told the interns
to say Daphne was in a meeting?

lt's the standard blowoff
when we didn't know where she was.

So she was in the habit
of going missing?

Mm-hm. For days at a time.

We've all come to expect it,
and it's my job to cover for her.

Yeah, you were her first assistant,
her gatekeeper,

and you didn't know where she went?

Ha, ha. Um...

St. Barts, the Vineyard.

lt's a, uh, society magazine.

Daphne went out to society.

But she was paranoid
about anybody knowing her schedule.

- But you set her schedule, didn't you?
- ln the office, yeah.

Daphne trusted me
and we got along great,

but she didn't tell me everything.

So when was the last time
you had contact with her?

Five days ago. We spoke on the phone.

And l haven't seen
or heard from her since.

lt appears that your hair twirler,
Stephen Burkett,

[PHONE RlNGlNG]

was the last person
to see Daphne alive.

That was five days ago, so if we're saying
that she died two days ago,

that's a lot of time
that's unaccounted for, and--

Peter.

- Hi, Mom.
JOAN [OVER PHONE]: Hey.

- Did you hear about Daphne?
- Yes, l did.

Oh, boy, l'm gonna miss her.
We were so close.

- l know. l'm very sorry.
- Then tell me what you know.

Mom, you know
I can't teII you anything.

Well, at least let me see you tonight.

- l could do with some company.
- Ugh.

Listen, the cIub is having
a bIack-tie sociaI.

Will you come?

The last time you made me go,

you paraded me
in front of 30 of your friends,

and all they did was ask about Todd.

Megan, please.

l'm sorry, Mom, l...

l have a killer to catch.

[SlGHS]

PETER:
How was your mom?

She wants me to go
to some god-awful club dinner.

Sounds like real quality time.

No time with my mother is quality time.

What are you looking for?

You know how your skin prunes up

- when you take a bath?
- Mm-hm.

When a waterlogged body dries out,
the skin smooths,

revealing marks
that are sometimes overlooked.

Like those.

Mm, nail marks.

- From the struggle?
- Maybe.

Bruising can show up to a week later.

Bring down that light, will you?

PETER: They're square.
MEGAN: And thicker than normal.

Acrylics.

ls Bud still at the magazine?

Daphne was a, uh, force of nature.

l just-- l can't believe she's dead.

MORRlS:
Did you know her long?

Uh, eleven years.

l was office manager
when she came on as editor.

Would you say
that you and she were friends?

Yeah.

Would you mind explaining
why your nail marks are on her body?

Every year, Daphne let her top writers

enter this city journalism competition
that she won. Um...

And this year,
she opened it up to everybody,

the assistants, the interns.

And this copy editor complained.

You don't complain to Daphne.

She went ballistic.
l had to pull her off of him.

Did it bother you,
her, uh, opening it up to everyone?

High society is a cutthroat world.

l don't have what Daphne has.

Even she was always looking
over her shoulder

- for someone trying to take her down.
- Anybody in particular?

Oh, pick a name.

But she had her own way
of watching her back.

Thank you very much.

Would you mind sending in
your copy editor next, please?

Sure.

No blood or water in the lungs.
No physical signs of drowning.

So we think Daphne died two days ago,
but we have no idea what killed her?

Correct.

But l did find kidney damage

and four-gland parathyroid hyperplasia.

- And that's bad how?
- High calcium.

Symptoms include mood swings,
anger, paranoia.

So maybe Daphne couldn't help
her behavior in the office.

Or maybe she could,
and she was just a B-l-T--

You were about to say,
''A very powerful woman

who has worked hard for her success''?

l was about to say
maybe she was a bit uneven.

Life isn't black-and-white.

Don't reduce Daphne's.

l matched time code
to office phone records.

This is Stephen Burkett on the phone
with Daphne Zimmer five days ago.

Oh, the assistant?

SPATES:
Wait for it.

Wait for it.

[MORRlS LAUGHS]

Oh, Daphne's not the only one
with anger issues.

Nice.

MAN:
Yeah, we're good to go.

Wow.

[LAUGHlNG]

- Yeah, l kind of lost it.
- Kind of?

[BOTH LAUGHlNG]

Uh, ahem.

l had plans to go to the shore
that weekend.

lt was Friday night.

Daphne tells me that l have to get a scarf
for the mayor's wife's birthday,

and l spent my whole weekend
in Chicago.

l'm sorry. Time-out.

You went to Chicago to get a scarf?

Mm, heh. Uh--

Daphne has a favorite designer there,
Audra Avery.

lt was Friday night. She wanted it Sunday.
Express delivery was not an option.

That's the most ridiculous errand
l've ever heard of.

[BOTH LAUGHlNG]

l'd snap too.

l might even ask myself
how l'd get back at that person,

particularly if that person were keeping me
from my higher calling,

writing professionally,
gaining recognition.

You think l killed Daphne
over a writing competition?

You had motive, opportunity

and plenty of anger.

You wanna talk about motive?

Do you have any idea
how many rich people Daphne's pissed off

in this city?

Try reading a few of our exposés.

[KNOCKlNG ON DOOR]

Still no DNA on the hair
from Daphne's pool.

My guess is Stephen Burkett.

Daphne, uh, sent him to Chicago
to pick up some scarf.

He was really pissed off about it.

- When did that happen?
- He left four days ago.

- Then he didn't kill her.
- Uh--

After death, the cells break down
and potassium levels rise.

Daphne's potassium levels
are way too high

for somebody who was dead
for only two days.

So you're saying she was killed
while Stephen was out of town?

l will know for sure when we get a timeline
from Curtis' maggots.

Meanwhile, look at this.

l sectioned a renal artery,

looking for the causes
of her kidney problems.

- You see that blue material?
- Yeah, what is it?

Old suture granulomas
from kidney surgery.

And this is an almost completely healed
fracture of the cheekbone.

l think Daphne's health problems started
after somebody beat her up.

- There's no hospital record.
- She took care of it privately.

l'm sure there's a number of doctors
who owed her a favor.

- What are those?
- Articles.

Daphne took down some very big names
in the past two years,

so l'm guessing one of these guys
was trying to get revenge.

How long ago do you think
she was assaulted?

Those suture calluses
look about a year old.

September, a month prior.

So...

Colin Lloyd.

- The department-store magnate?
- Mm-hm.

That affair was the talk of the town.

- Cost him $50 million.
- l will look into him.

Ah-ah.

[CURTlS SlNGlNG]

Could you try not to enjoy that so much?

Somebody's having a rough day.

lt's just...

There's no roots on the hair,
so no nuclear DNA.

lt's the only evidence from the killer,
and l'm a little stressed,

so a little quiet would go a long way.

Did you hear that? Eat quietly.

Now, l can try to extract
the mitochondrial DNA from the shaft.

Whoa.

CURTlS:
What happened?

Uh, it just-- lt fell apart.

Hmm.

[SlNGlNG]

So the mysterious hair.

lt's human, Caucasian and really weird.
Traces of arsenic and lead.

The killer has two different kinds
of heavy-metal poisoning?

l tested it twice. lt's bizarre.

- What about mitochondrial DNA?
- Samples are pretty degraded.

You know, bones, teeth and hair
are sort of your thing,

so l was hoping you would not mind...

Do your job for you?

l'd settle for with you.

Okay.

[PHONE RlNGlNG]

MEGAN: Ugh.
PETER: Just go to the club.

She doesn't want me there.

She wants me there,
in front of her friends.

Well, maybe today
she just wants your company.

Luke Tillman.

Convicted of assaulting Daphne
a year ago.

He only got three months.

- How did he pull that off?
- Well, Daphne refused to testify.

Three months was all the DA could get.

- Why would she refuse to testify?
- lt's public.

When you're a power player,
you can't afford to show your weakness.

- So where's Tillman now?
MORRlS: Dead.

- Shanked in prison.
- Heh. Convenient.

Too convenient.

Tillman worked in shipping.
Guess where.

Colin Lloyd's flagship store.

How about that?

So he sends Tillman to beat up Daphne,
and then a year later he kills her?

- You've never been divorced.
MORRlS: Amen.

- So how do we get to Colin Lloyd?
- Oh, don't look at me.

He'll be lawyered up to the gills.

- Peter?
- Yeah?

Do you own a tuxedo?

MAN: Here you go.
- Thanks.

WOMAN:
Megan?

- lt's been ages.
- Oh, Suzanne. Heh.

Suzanne, this is my colleague,
Peter Dunlop.

- Hi.
MEGAN: Jim and Suzanne Pollato.

- They own Niçoise Restaurant.
- Oh, right.

- Colleague?
- Well, someone has to be.

- What are you doing these days, Megan?
- You're a mortician, right?

Medical examiner, actually.

- Did you hear about Daphne Zimmer?
- l'm working on her case.

Oh, good Lord.
l just decided to be cremated.

[ALL LAUGH]

- How about a drink inside, huh?
- Good idea.

Lovely to see you both.

[PLAYlNG MELLOW SONG]

- Do you see Lloyd anywhere?
- Relax. Act like you own the place.

l don't even own this tux, Megan.

MEGAN: Well, speak of the devil.
There's Colin Lloyd himself.

And here we go.

Oh, my. Oh, darling.

- l was sure you wouldn't come.
- Oh, l was too.

- Hi, how are you?
- How are you?

- And who's this?
- Peter Dunlop.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Well, he's marvelous.

- Ah. We, uh, work together.
- Of course you do. Heh.

Brendan, l'd like you to meet
my daughter, Megan.

- Joan has told me a lot about you.
- l'm sure that was excruciating for you.

Only the good things, dear.

Now, there are so many people
l want you to meet, so--

Brendan, do you happen to know
Colin Lloyd?

[SPEAKlNG lNDlSTlNCTLY]

Colin? Sure.

- Would you mind terribly introducing me?
- Not at all.

- That's very good. l will say no.
- Colin.

- Brendan.
- This is Megan Hunt, Joan's daughter.

- How do you do?
- Hello.

You're every bit as beautiful
as your mother.

- That's an amazing dress.
- Oh, thank you.

Would you mind
taking a photo with me?

Absolutely, l'd be delighted.

MEGAN:
Peter?

- Ow!
- What do you know about Luke Tillman?

- The hell?
MEGAN: He worked for you.

He was convicted of assaulting Daphne
Zimmer after she ran that exposé on you.

- What are you getting at?
- You're aware she was murdered?

- Megan, what on earth--?
- Are you accusing me?

She cost you $50 million.
What happened?

Sending Tillman to beat her up
wasn't enough?

- Who the hell do you think you are?
- l'm a medical examiner.

And if l find out
you had anything to do with her death,

l'll nail you to the wall.

Thank you for the invitation, Mother.

l think we're done here.

- Joan.
- l don't know what to say.

You didn't have to make a scene
just to get a hair sample.

Uh, actually, l did.

l had to startle Lloyd enough
to get him to open his eyes.

l noticed these café au lait spots
on his neck,

which are common birthmarks,
but his were rather large,

so then l looked at his irises.

- What are those flecks?
- Lisch nodules.

Tiny benign growths on the irises.

They're associated with a disease
called neurofibromatosis type 1 .

Now watch this.

They both have them.

- l don't suppose that's a coincidence.
- No, it is not.

Timmy Akers,
the intern at Daphne's magazine,

is Colin Lloyd's son.

MORRlS:
You are Colin Lloyd's son.

- Yeah. How'd you find out?
MEGAN: You have your father's eyes.

Akers. Your mom's maiden name?

That's right.
l want nothing to do with my father.

Strange timing,
you joining the magazine a year ago,

right after Daphne's written that article
skewering your father.

How do you think l got this job?

l was the one that came to Daphne
with the story on my father.

She gave me an internship in return.

Daphne was assaulted
after that article came out.

- Were you aware of that?
- l had no idea.

But l wouldn't put it past my father.

You expensed travel
to and from Daphne's house?

You've been there dozens of times
over the last few months.

You must know the house well.

Hold on.

You think l did it? l liked Daphne.

She gave me a chance
when no one else would.

- She trusted me.
- Why? Why did she trust you?

Because l understood her.

She wasn't the monster
people made her out to be.

She needed some help,
so l ran some errands for her.

- What kind of errands?
- Anything she wanted.

Food if she was at home, or books.

Or heating pads.

A space heater once.
She was always cold.

And bottled water.
She couldn't drink enough.

Aches, chills, thirst.

They're all connected
to her kidney damage.

l appreciate you teeing up Stephen
and Lauren and Timmy for me,

but you know
what would be even more helpful?

A cause of death.
Hell, l'd even settle for a time of death.

Believe me,
no one is more frustrated than l am.

JOAN:
Megan.

Mom, what are you doing here?

l came here
because l wanted to tell you

how disappointed and hurt l was
with your behavior at the club.

Okay, wait--

lt was graceless, insensitive
and wildly inappropriate.

l thought Daphne was your friend.

And besides, Colin Lloyd,
he had it coming.

You think this is about Colin Lloyd?
You embarrassed me and yourself.

Well, you know, l don't feel embarrassed,
so l guess it's all about you.

No, it's about my friends.
And Daphne was my friend.

You know l owe her my career

because of the article she wrote
years ago.

You have no idea
how l'm going to miss her.

What a lonely world you inhabit
in that head of yours.

l feel sorry for you, Megan.

You don't know what it's like
to have friends.

[SCOFFS]

You know what? You're right. l don't.

Because after my accident,
after l lost my profession,

my standing,

where were my friends? Hmm?

- Where were you?
- l was right here for you.

No, you weren't.

You were embarrassed.

You were too worried
about your friends.

KATE: They're all like this?
ETHAN: Yes.

Thank you.

[LAUGHS]

Well, according to your analysis,
Daphne's killer is high on opium,

poisoned by various metals,

and puts resin in their hair
for reasons unknown.

lt is an odd series of traits.

Odd?
Yeah, the person is certifiable, Ethan.

All right, let's look for any contamination
and run another PCR.

- Try to get a match to some suspects.
- You got it.

- Yes?
- Nothing.

lt's just, uh,
you're being really nice to me,

which, don't get me wrong,
it's really great,

but it can't be because of me.

My private life is private.
Let's leave it at that, all right?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Can you fax that for me, please?

Hey. Where's Ethan
on the hair from the pool?

Stuck.

Uh, no matches to Lloyd
or anyone at the magazine.

So no signs of trauma, no drowning.

She was ill, but not terminal.

Got something for you.

He went from stage two to stage three
just a few minutes ago.

You got a time of death?

This little guy was laid
approximately 70 hours ago.

Wait, so Daphne was dead
for two days after all?

Yeah. And there's something strange
about this guy.

- His growth is stunted.
- ls he diseased?

He's high. l tested his family.
They're all full of acetylsalicylic acid.

Aspirin?
That could spike her potassium levels.

The last thing you wanna take
for kidney disease.

Unless she didn't know
she was taking it.

Only two of these people had access
to Daphne's medical records.

And thanks to Curtis' bugs,
one of them just lost his four-day alibi.

Hmm. Heh.

MORRlS:
Two days?

- Two days? You're positive now?
- Bugs don't lie.

So Stephen had time to come back
from Chicago and kill her with aspirin?

Daphne's system
was extremely sensitive.

When Luke Tillman assaulted her,
she sustained kidney damage,

leading to secondary
hyperparathyroidism,

leading to hypercalcemia,
causing paranoia and mood swings.

But the kidney damage
also elevated her potassium.

Promise me when you tell him that,
it'll actually make sense.

MEGAN: Giving her aspirin
was like throwing gasoline on a fire.

Her potassium levels spiked,
and her heart stopped like that.

Daphne complained of headaches
all the time. She wanted the aspirin.

- Aspirin or other painkillers?
- l didn't know it was dangerous.

[LAUGHS]
Oh, come on.

You screened every call she took,
including doctors.

You mean you didn't know
what aspirin would do to her?

No. l had no idea how sick she was.

Stephen, help yourself.

lt's time for the truth.

You gotta understand.

Every pill l slipped her
was a day of freedom from Daphne hell.

She'd stay home,
and l could get some writing done,

which is the only reason
that l put up with her in the first place.

You never noticed
the more aspirin you gave her,

the sicker she became?

No, no, wait a second.
l wasn't trying to hurt her.

lt was only aspirin.

That, my friend,
is called involuntary manslaughter.

Congratulations.

l hear that Stephen Burkett's
under arrest.

Oh, l thought that would be good news.

Potassium-induced cardiac arrest
is a diagnosis of exclusion.

We know her heart stopped,
we don't know why.

Aspirin's all we got.

lt's all we need,
along with Stephen's confession.

lf Stephen goes to jail
and the killer remains free

because we couldn't find cause of death,
that's a triple tragedy.

Megan, it's all we have for the moment.

Just try and take your mind
off the job, okay?

Look, a bunch of us
are going out tonight.

Eight o'clock at the J Bar on South Street.
Why don't you come?

Oh, l don't know if l can.
My mother called.

She wants me to have dinner with her.
She wants a truce.

Then you should do that.

Peter?

- Why now?
- What do you mean?

l mean, this is the first time
you've ever invited me to anything.

Don't look so shocked.

We just wanna hang out with you,
that's all.

- That is it.
- What?

You are a genius.

PETER: Did l miss something?
- No, l did.

See those? Epicardial petechiae.

Microbleeds around the heart.

PETER: From the aspirin, right?
- Nope.

Now look at this.

See those bands?

Myofiber breakup. lt's extremely rare.

- l've only seen one paper on it.
- So, what is it?

Daphne's heart cells changed dramatically
in the last seconds of her life,

which means only one thing.

Yeah?

What can stop a heart,
cause microscopic trauma,

and pass for potassium-induced
cardiac arrest,

all without leaving a trace?

What?

[GRUNTS]

Daphne was electrocuted.

Where there's electrocution,
there has to be an exit wound.

Bring that light over here, will you?

[GROANS]

Everything's on.

lt's not the pool outlets.

Main outlets look fine.
No sign of a power surge.

Turn on the garden lights.

PETER:
Looks like a small bull's eye.

That's where the current left her body.

Her waterlogged skin hid the mark.

Okay, so, what are these?

- Contact burns. Some kind of grill?
MEGAN: Huh.

Timmy mentioned
buying Daphne a space heater.

- Find out what kind.
- Okay.

Alcohol, opium and arsenic.

Alcohol, opium and arsenic.

Wait a second.

[LAUGHS]

Bingo.

Looks like charring.

This outlet's shorted out.

Something was plugged in here.

Finally have news for you
on the hair from Daphne Zimmer's pool.

lt was chock-full of everything,
alcohol, opium, various metals.

We just assumed it was fresh hair.

Trace alcohol was actually absinthe,
and the opiates were laudanum.

Laudanum? No one uses that anymore.

Add to that
high concentrations of heavy metals,

and your hair
is over a hundred years old.

Possibly Victorian.

They used to put hair in jewelry
as keepsakes.

Okay.

These gentlemen
are extremely fashionable,

but only one
wears jewelry exactly like that.

l'll tell Bud to get a warrant.

MORRlS: So, Miss Matthews,
it doesn't look good for you.

We pulled this lock of hair
from Daphne Zimmer's pool.

And once we match it
to the locket you're wearing,

we can place you
at the scene of the crime.

LAUREN:
We were friends.

Daphne let me swim in her pool
all summer.

MORRlS: l assume you have a key.
LAUREN: Yeah.

- You wanna see it?
- Where you going?

How many times a week
did you, uh, swim--?

This is Dr. Hunt.

- ls your wrist bothering you?
- Yeah.

MEGAN:
Oh, that's a nasty burn.

Oh, yeah,
l just burned myself in the kitchen.

No, you didn't.

You went to see Daphne that morning.

You were pissed.

Daphne?

MEGAN: Because you had to compete
with interns for the journalism award.

- l've worked for you for 1 1 years.
- l reward good writing, not seniority.

MEGAN:
The two of you fought.

- l trusted you.
- Get out of here.

- You witch.
MEGAN: Daphne grabbed your neckIace,

and the Iock of hair feII into the pooI.

You thought,
''EIeven years of service overIooked.''

You lost control, saw the space heater,
and threw it in the pool.

No! Don't!

MEGAN:
When you reaIized what you'd done,

l'd like to think that you tried to save her.

You went to unplug the heater
and shocked yourself.

Agh!

MEGAN:
And that's when you burned your wrist.

After the circuit was blown,

you took it out of the pool,
thought you left nothing behind.

But you were wrong.

Rose gold contains copper.

Copper conducts electricity.

That is an electromagnetic burn
on your wrist.

l had, uh, gone there to complain,
and, uh, she fired me.

lt was an accident. She just--

Lauren Matthews, you're under arrest
for the murder of Daphne Zimmer.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.
lf you can't afford an attorney,

an attorney will be provided for you.
Do you understand these rights?

Goodbye, Daphne.

[MID-TEMPO POP MUSIC PLAYING]

- Where is Kate?
- She is not coming.

How about Dr. Hunt?

- Well, l guess she can't make it either.
- Figures.

- Boys' night. Ha, ha!
- All right.

- Let's do it.
- Yeah.

[LAUGHlNG]

Sorry l'm late.

l didn't give up on you, you know.