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Oh, my God.

911. What's your emergency?

Mr. Simpson, age 43.

He has a history of coronary
artery disease and hypertension.

He came in
presenting with substernal chest pain.

Hi, Jim.
Hold on a sec.

Uh, we're rolling him out
for myocardial infarction.

Oh. Heart attack.
That doesn't sound good.

Sorry. I'm just signing off
the night shift.

It's kind of crazy here.

So, not a good time to talk,
then.

No.
I'm trying to rush out.

Yeah. You sound like
you could use some sleep.

Yeah. I would love some...

Except I have to
go home and study.

Miranda said
she was gonna help me.

Okay. Well, uh,
you sound like

you got a lot on your plate,
so...

- Why? Is something wrong?
- No.

No, it's just...
I miss you, is all.

I miss you, too,
but I promise...

After today, we'll be through
the worst of it.

I'll call you
the minute I come up for air.

Okay.

Well...

That was fast.

- Jim?
- Oh. Jennifer.

- We need you on the scene.
- Yeah. I got it.

Rough night?

FDLE has me up
in this cheesy economy hotel.

Beds from hell.

Thanks.

Wake up every morning feeling
like I got hit by a truck.

Well, you certainly
don't look like

someone who's been
hit by a truck.

I mean, you know, for someone who
hasn't had much sleep, I mean...

Kind of like her.

Late-night beach party ends
with a romp with a sand sifter?

She was already dead
by the time the sifter got here,

which,
according to her liver temp,

was between 7:00 and 9:00
this morning.

She has a nasty gash
in her upper leg,

some scrapes and bruises.

- Like from a fight?
- Maybe.

I'll know more
once I get her on the table.

Looks like her body was scooped
up in the sifter and dragged.

So the point of attack could have
been anywhere along the shoreline.

Any cellphone, wallet, jewelry to
help with the I.D.?

Daniel's checking the beach out
now.

Uh, excuse me.
He's already looked all around.

Oh, yeah?
Well, just not very well.

I'm gonna go out on a limb

and guess that
that belongs to our victim.

"Wyndermere
grand resorts."

So maybe she went
for an early-morning swim,

got attacked
on the way back.

No signs of a wallet
or a cellphone on the beach.

See that hotel?

Take a photo of our victim over
there and see if she was a guest.

Wait... so no cellphone,
wallet, or jewelry...

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

If you're thinking
that maybe this is connected

to the rash of tourist robberies
up and down the coast.

Somebody's been
hitting the beach after sunrise,

stealing valuables left behind
by surfers and swimmers.

Valuables?

That's a pretty big leap
from petty theft to murder.

Unless she fought back,

as in those cuts and bruises
that you're gonna check out.

Three weeks ago,
a tourist in Delray Beach

fought back
and was so brutally attacked,

he could only provide
sketchy details of his attacker.

Which means
whoever it was...

- Is still out there.
- Or was just here recently.

- Robbery to assault.
- And now murder.

Which we definitely don't want
on the tourist brochures.

And which also means
that we better find

this thief-turned-murderer
pretty fast

before someone else
takes a permanent vacay.

The Glades 03x10
Endless Summer
Original Air Date August 12,2012

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Manager identified the victim

as Brenda Jackson
from Denver, Colorado.

She was staying here alone,
moved in two weeks ago,

and was due to
check out tomorrow.

But instead,
she checked out today.

Huh.

Well, looks like
she was into surfing.

And photography.

That's
an expensive camera.

All right, so no cellphone,
room key, wallet,

which confirms that
the killer

probably made off with it
during the attack.

Yeah.

Daniel, put out a fraud alert
on her credit cards.

Anyone uses it,
I want to know about it.

Oh, and contact the manager.

I want surveillance for
the entire period of her stay.

The killer might have stayed here and
then followed her out onto the beach.

On it.

Oh, wow.

Firm.

Oh, you like firm?

Oh, yeah.
Firm rocks my world.

You?

Yeah. Yeah.
I'm good with firm.

What do you say
we take it as evidence

and take it
back to my room?

Oh,
I got a better idea.

Why don't you throw around
that fancy title of yours,

get the hotel
to give you an upgrade?

Are you suggesting
that I exploit my position?

Well, what's the point of having
a fancy title if you can't,

you know,
exploit it a little?

Yeah, what the hell?

I mean, I'm gonna be here
for a few more weeks

evaluating
your performance.

Might as well
be comfortable.

Right. My performance.

How am I doing?

Oh, uh,
you know, better.

I-improving.

Good.

Really?

Just good?

Really, really... good.

Great. Great.

Well, so, you're pleased.

Carlos.

Cause of death
was exsanguination.

Her femoral artery
was severed.

So, based on the wound,

the murder weapon was a slightly
curved serrated blade,

approximately
five to seven inches long.

She bled out
in less than three minutes.

A weird place
to stick someone.

Most stabbings
are to the neck or chest.

Suggesting it was some sort of
accident or act of rage.

Defense wounds indicate she
definitely went down fighting.

There was nothing under her nails
for DNA testing, unfortunately.

I just got off the phone

with Brenda Jackson's
ex-husband,

an ad executive in Seattle.

He was pretty distraught.

He said that even though
they didn't have kids,

they were still close,
stayed in touch.

This ex
have an alibi?

He was running
a half marathon this morning.

It was broadcast
on the local news.

Did he have any clue
why Brenda was in Florida?

Taking
a well-deserved vacation.

She owned a successful chain
of women's snowboard apparel

called Border Girlz.

- Border Girlz?
- Mm-hmm.

I remember Addy
mentioning that company to me...

Something about child labor
and illegal sweatshops.

Her friends were
signing a petition against it.

Well, according to the ex,

when Brenda found out
about the exploitation,

she shut the factory down

and started up a foundation
for abused and at-risk children.

Detective?

We just got
a call from fraud alert.

Someone was just caught using
Brenda Jackson's credit card

at a snack shop
on the beach.

Uniforms
are on their way over.

It's okay, guys.
We got it from here.

Got what?

I already told these guys
it's my mom's credit card.

She told me
I could borrow it.

Uh, your mom?

And your name is?
Blake.

Okay, Blake.

First of all, the woman
who owns this credit card...

She didn't have kids.

And secondly, I doubt
she told you or anyone else

you could use her card,
because she's dead.

- Dead?
- Yeah.

She was found murdered
on the beach this morning.

And since you're the only one
with her credit card,

you're
our number-one suspect.

Wait, look, I didn't
kill anyone. I swear.

I found the credit card
on the street by the hotel.

I go over there every morning,
and I pass out fliers.

And maybe lift some jewelry
while you're at it.

My dad
gave me this necklace.

Okay, well, now I'm gonna have to
take it so I can confirm that.

No way!
I can't take it off.

He said it's bad luck
if I take it off.

Even worse luck refusing to do what
a homicide cop tells you to do.

Hey, I promise
we're not gonna break it, okay?

No! I can't.

He made it
especially for me.

The pearl
is my birthstone for June,

and the gold
represents family unity.

Okay, well,
this represents my authority

to take you and your medallion
in for questioning.

Hey! Hey!

Get your hands off
my little brother!

What the hell's
going on?

- And you are?
- Dane Westing.

Well, Dane Westing,
your little brother

- was caught using a stolen credit card.
- He'd never do that.

And we think he might
have stolen that necklace.

Our dad made
that necklace for him.

Everyone in the family
has one.

Okay, where's yours?

Uh, I don't...

- I don't wear it when I'm surfing.
- "Surfing."

That a euphemism for going through tourists'
stuff while they're out in the ocean?

Yeah, there's been a rash of
robberies up and down the coast.

We had
nothing to do with that.

Oh, well,
that's a load off.

And if you had
nothing to do with that,

maybe you had nothing to do

with the murder of the woman
whose credit card he was using.

You think my 10-year-old brother
had something to do with that?

That's hilarious.

You're right.
That is hilarious.

You're
a much better suspect.

What?

Wait.

Look, guys,
I've already told you.

I was surfing
Sebastian inlet.

I was out at first light.

Yeah. Anyone
who can confirm that?

What about
your parents?

They know
you and your brother

are hanging out at the beach
in hotels, looking for trouble?

No one's looking for trouble.
All right?

And it's just Eddie...

Eddie Ryder, my dad,
retired surf champion.

We travel up and down the coast
giving surf lessons to tourists.

Up and down the coast
like maybe Delray Beach?

Delray?

Yeah, sure. Why?

You ever
seen our victim before?

I'll take that attempt not to react as a yes.
You know, whatever, man.

Yeah, she came and got some
surf lessons from my dad's shop.

Doesn't mean anybody
in my family killed her.

No, but it does suggest

that the last person to handle
her credit card was your dad.

And if by family, if you mean

this ragtag group of kids
running around unsupervised.

Hey! Eddie's good people,
man, all right?

He's an awesome dad.

No one's running around here
unsupervised.

Right.

Awesome in that
"Jimmy Jones Cult" type of way.

And his little surf safari here

actually make
for a perfect cover

for your little gang
of petty thieves.

I think I just found
the big kahuna.

Hey!

What the hell's
going on?!

Hey. It's okay.
Calm down.

- Why is my son in the back of that car?!
- Calm down!

- Back off!
- It's okay, buddy. I got you.

You were
told to back off!

Eddie Ryder,
Detective Longworth.

Looks like
you just caught your last wave.

How was I supposed
to know that you guys were cops?

All I saw was my kid in
the back seat of a strange car.

I thought you were someone
that my ex-wife had sent

to pick up Blake.

Does that
happen often?

Your ex-wife sending officials
to come and pick up your son?

Look, whatever, man.

My kids are great kids.

Every one of them's
in school.

They all have jobs,
and they all contribute.

Oh, no, I saw them contributing
to the "Eddie Ryder..."

"I don't have to work for a living"
fund out the back of your shop.

That was money
they got for surf lessons...

60 bucks an hour less the $15
that I get for the booking.

And what about Dane
and the rest of these kids?

I mean,
they can't all be yours.

Blake's
my only biological kid.

The rest
are all emancipated minors.

"Emancipated minors"?

All 15 or older,
all from troubled homes,

who need a roof over their head

and someone
who can breathe some life

back into their hopes
and dreams.

And that would be you,
I take it.

Well, not having
the parents around...

I guess that makes it
easier for you.

Not easier for me, man,
for them.

Like how?

These kids love to surf.
It's their life, okay?

And not every parent
gets that.

Before I found the sport,

I was definitely heading down
the wrong path,

and surfing saved my life.

Says the man handcuffed to a
rack full of beat-up surfboards.

Listen, some of these kids
are so good,

they're already making noise
on the pro circuit.

- As in money?
- Yeah.

And I know firsthand
how money

and the temptations of a big
endorsement can turn your head

and make you lose
your purpose in life.

Oh, so they
find purpose in you,

using your
15 minutes of fame

to pied Piper them
into doing your bidding?

So Brenda catches one of your
kids stealing a credit card,

so you steal
her last breath?

I already told you... I don't know
anything about her murder, okay?

And I have no idea how Blake
ended up with her credit card.

Well, you did charge her for
those surfing lessons, right?

And did she use the same
instructor all the time,

- like maybe...
- Oh

Her?

That's Katie. She's
one of my best instructors.

Is she
one of your "kids"?

She's not my real kid,

but Katie's
still my little girl.

Okay.
We'll start with her.

Oh, and where were you from
7:00 till 9:00 this morning?

I was in my workshop
shaping a board.

I teach all my kids how to shape
and design their own boards.

We're gonna need all their names,
socials, and date of births.

Come on, man, these kids
have had a tough life, okay?

You really think
I'm gonna sit back

and let you guys keep hounding
them with questions?

Really? You're in custody,
and you're still pushing?

There isn't anything I wouldn't
do to protect my children.

Well, that's one way
to get their loyalty.

Or should I say silence?

All right, the pop-up should be
one single, fluid motion.

Don't worry if you can't
get it the first few times.

It's actually a lot easier
on a real wave.

Hi.

Registration's
up by the office.

We're not here
for a lesson.

All right, you guys.

Keep practicing
your form and balance,

and I'll be right back.

- So, this is about Brenda, isn't it?
- Yeah.

- Word travels fast on the beach.
- Oh, good.

And as one of the last people
to see her alive,

you can give us
your alibi.

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

Well, I didn't have
classes this morning,

so I started to
shape my new board.

Well, what about yesterday?
You see her then?

No.

It's not like
I saw her every day.

I gave her
a few lessons.

I mean, we weren't friends
or anything.

Really?

'Cause you kind of
seem chummy here,

as in out-of-class chummy.

Yeah, well, tips are better
when you're chummy.

Well, that doesn't look
so chummy.

Yeah,
I wiped out surfing.

Board flipped in the air,
caught me on the way down.

So, you didn't get it
from fighting with Brenda?

Fighting about what?

She was my client.
Why would I fight with her?

Look, I had nothing to do
with her murder, okay?

None of us did.

That goes against
everything Eddie stands for.

Oh, that
Eddie stands for.

And where are your parents?

My mom is in Kansas,
and my dad?

Who the hell knows?

But she knows
that I'm here,

if that's
what you're asking.

Can I get back
to my class now?

Sure.

Something tells me
she's not as tough as she acts.

They never are.

Hey, Cal.

Um, still waiting
for that call back.

Yeah, you probably
locked yourself away studying

or taken another shift.

Um...

Anyway, I'm around
if you got a second, so...

Bye.

Ordinarily, I'd say a smart girl like
Callie is probably ignoring you,

but having
been there myself,

third-year boards
are a ball Buster.

Really? Oh.
Any other great news?

As a matter of fact,
I found these granules

in Brenda Jackson's
nasal passages and lungs.

What is that, like, beach sand?
It's not sand.

It's some kind of
inorganic compound.

And if we're lucky,
we can figure out

where Brenda was
minutes before she died.

- And who she was with.
- We're running tests.

Detective, I've got those
USB photos from Brenda's camera.

Some of the USB cards
were dated from a year ago,

but I started with
the ones from this month.

Who's that?

Jada Watson,
surfing phenom out of Australia.

She's 14.

So, let's go to the pictures
she took in Florida.

Okay.

Brenda's here on holiday,
and all the photos are of Katie?

It's almost like she's
documenting her, but why?

Well, that's what we have to
find out, and by we, I mean...

- Me. Got it.
- Yeah.

And look into
Brenda's background.

Oh, and e-mail me all
of those photos. Yep.

Eddie Ryder's
financials.

Turns out the kids do pull in
big money on the surf circuit.

Dane got $80,000
in championship money last year.

Okay. Dane makes 80 grand,
and it's in Eddie's financials?

Well, he is
their legal guardian

oh, of course he is.
So, that 80 grand...

Is that just competition
or endorsements?

Well, there's nothing to suggest that
Dane has any professional sponsorship.

Because Eddie would like to
keep that under the radar.

But what Dane
lacks in endorsements,

he apparently makes up for
in a juvie record.

Ooh!
He has a police record.

Well,
that would certainly

keep the big-name
endorsements away.

Um...
Any chance we could...

I've already requested
to have it unsealed.

What about Katie?

She making any waves
on the pro-surfing tour?

Yeah, she took home
40 grand last year

for 1st place in a tournament
she did in New Zealand.

And as her legal guardian,

that 40 grand comes under
Eddie's control. Mm.

And we all know
how our victim likes to crusade

against the exploitation
of children.

Maybe Brenda found out
and was gonna expose Eddie.

And Eddie went
agro on our victim.

Oh, by the way, Eddie ever
been done for assault?

No assault, but one arrest
when he was 19 years old

for public urination
at a Husker Du concert.

Well, you asked.

Well,
now I wish I hadn't.

But you'll get back to me
when you...

Unseal Dane's juvie record.
Yeah.

It's not my first picnic,
you know.

Thanks.

Which muscle rotates the eye

upward and towards midline?

Superior rectus.
Right.

That's 50 out of 50.

That's, like,
insane, Callie.

I don't know why
you're even sweating this.

Yeah, I'm great when
I'm on my couch in my jeans,

but get me
under fluorescent lights,

and if it's not
burned into my brain,

I will just...
I'll blank.

Trust me,
you're going to do great.

I know you are.

Okay. Next question.

Aren't you
gonna get that?

No. We're on a roll here.

So, you're
not gonna talk to him.

Don't you think
I want to?

I have a million things
I want to tell him,

but if I start
talking to him,

I'm not gonna stop,
and I'll lose my focus.

Callie,
you can spare 10 minutes.

Okay.

You're not gonna take a break,
then I am.

What?

I'm going to the corner
to get us some lattes.

You officially have no excuse
not to call Jim back.

Just got
Dane's unsealed record.

He was busted on Cocoa Beach
for assault when he was 14.

Then he was
arrested again.

- Competition in Oahu last year.
- Mm-hmm.

And Daniel managed to get
actual footage of the event.

You're gonna want to see this.

Hey, you just called me.

I was studying, and I still
have a lot to do, so...

I'm so sorry
about this, Jim.

I know you're probably mad.

I just hope that it's at
the situation and not at me.

I mean, I never would have come
to Atlanta if it wasn't for you.

And it's been amazing.

And I will always be grateful to
you for pushing me to do this.

I just...

I hope it was worth it.

So, I have
one more night of hell,

and then, this time tomorrow,

all of this insanity
will be over

one way or another.

I'll call you
the second I'm done.

This is some footage

from last year's qualifying
heat at the Eddie Aikau.

Huh.
I should have been a surfer.

It looks like
he's having fun.

That's about to change.

Apparently, this guy
dropped in on a wave

Dane thought was his.

Huge act of disrespect
in the surfing world.

And Dane thought that
viciously attacking a competitor

in front of all those
camera phones was a good idea?

It goes to show how volatile
and out-of-control Dane can be.

And how Brenda Jackson could
have caught the worst of it.

Hey.

Hey.
It's actually you.

It's actually you, too.

How are you?

I'm good. How are you?

Well, um...

Shit.

Shit. What time is it?

Uh, just after...

8:00.

I have 24 minutes
to get to my test.

Good thing I called.

Look, I... I got your message,

and it's definitely
the situation I'm mad at.

Okay, um, well, um, you go.

Go, and good luck.

And don't forget to eat.

Okay. I got to go.

O...

Love you, too.

You are a genius.

If that's part of your
professional assessment,

I'm hoping
that's in my evaluation.

I took your advice and
asked my hotel for an upgrade.

And judging by
that rested smile on your face,

that mattress was firm
and to your liking.

And the ocean view and
the steam shower and jacuzzi.

I had to drag myself
to work today.

- Wow. It must have been some room.
- Yeah.

I just talked
to Cocoa Beach P.D.

about Dane's assault charge.

A few summers ago,

Eddie and his family were giving
surf lessons on Cocoa Beach,

when Eddie's ex-wife
showed up with a social worker.

Yeah, apparently,
mom didn't think it was safe

for their son, Blake,
to be bumming around

with Eddie and his crew.

So she sent a social worker
to do a home study?

And to take pictures.

Let me guess.
Dane didn't say cheese?

Mm, no, he ran her
off with a baseball bat,

said he'd kill her
if she ever showed up again.

Eddie had to
hire a lawyer

and take Dane
to anger-management classes.

Well, we all know
how that turned out.

You make any headway
on that stuff?

Which "stuff"
would you be referring to?

I think he's talking
about the granules

that you found in Brenda's
nasal passages and lungs.

Thank you.

It's a
styrofoam-fiberglass mix.

Oh, like the stuff
used to make surfboards.

How would I know?
Do I look like a surfer to you?

And, yes,
in all likelihood.

So we're gonna
need a warrant.

Oh, right. That's me.
Mm-hmm.

d Put it on, put it on,
put it on me d

d show me what you got,
show me what you got d

d put it on, put it on,
put it on me d

d show me what you got,
girl, you make it hot d

d shorty is a dime
working... d

Now what?

Oh,
came to make a trade.

My search warrant
for all your tools.

Starting with that one.

Hey, man, I...

I got paying customers
waiting on these boards.

Well, hey, man,
the waves aren't going anywhere.

Oh, and we saw your fireworks
display in Oahu last year.

The guy was out of line.
He dropped in on my wave.

He broke the code.
Oh, like Brenda Jackson,

sticking her nose in
where it wasn't wanted?

Or maybe you thought she was
another spy from social services.

Maybe came here to hassle you like
Eddie's ex did back in Cocoa Beach?

I mean, that would certainly
explain why my medical examiner

found all this white powdery
stuff in her throat and lungs.

Meaning that she was probably
right here in your shop

just minutes
before she died.

Which a match for this
will prove.

I admit
I had some temper problems.

But I learned how to
channel it through surfing.

All right,
I've turned my life around.

Well, trying to,
according to Eddie.

Eddie's done nothing
but help me, all right?

Yeah, helped himself
to your earnings.

$80,000 last year.

Yeah, he put all
of it in a trust in my name.

Same with Katie.

He put it there so that
we wouldn't blow through it

like he did
when he was young.

He hasn't touched
a dime of that money.

You guys...
You got Eddie all wrong.

Not only did he take me in
when I had no one,

but he took me
under his wing.

He taught me
how to design surfboards.

My life...
It has purpose now.

Like protecting the family
from judgment?

Is that why you
didn't give Brenda any lessons?

I didn't give Brenda
any surf lessons

because she didn't
want them from me.

She wanted them
from Katie.

- And why is that?
- I don't know.

But it certainly wasn't because
she wanted to learn how to surf.

I mean, they'd sit out there
beyond the break

on their surfboards
talking for hours.

Is there anything else?

Oh! Chill out, dude.

Life's too short.

Daniel, what do you got?

Hey, detective, you better
pay for those bracelets!

Brenda's
snowboard-apparel company

was just about to launch
a huge surf division

called Curlgirl.

That might explain
why she was using her vacation

to hang around Eddie and the surf
shop so much... to get ideas.

Or steal it
via corporate espionage.

Speaking of corporate,
that foundation she set up

following the shutdown of her illegal
sweatshop was court-mandated.

So not from the heart,

which means Brenda might
have had an ulterior motive.

I'm starting to think
this has nothing to do

with that rash
of robberies.

And maybe
more to do with this.

Her corporate Curlgirl logo.

She registered it as a trademark
for the division last year.

I saw it on a rash guard
in her hotel room...

And somewhere else.

Ah!

Here...
Corporate logo.

Katie's
standing in front of it.

Daniel,
contact the magazine.

See if you can get any more
photos of Katie from this event.

I already called them. They're
e-mailing me what they've got.

Should have them any minute.

And did you
manage to get

the security footage
from the hotel?

That, I haven't
been able to get.

Hotels on the beach
like the Wyndermere

are very protective
of their guests.

I'll get it.

I'll run over there
this afternoon

and throw my fancy title
at them.

Everything all right?

What?
Uh, no, it's just...

Callie's boards are today.

I was hoping for an update.

Oh. Sorry about that.

I'm sure
she's just as frustrated

with the hours
as you are.

Must be why cops end up with
cops and doctors with doctors.

Sometimes the only people who know
what you're really going through

are the people
who are going through it, too.

What?

I don't like
that look on your face.

Yeah. Like yours
is any better.

We luminoled the tools
from Eddie's workshop.

All came back
negative for blood.

Oh, so I was right not to
like that look on your face.

Maybe you'll like
this one better.

The substance in Brenda's lungs
is an exact match

to the dust
that we found at their workshop,

which confirms she was right
there right before she died.

Nope. Not any better.

The whole family
had access to that workshop.

We're still
at square one.

This might help
narrow it down.

I checked those trust funds for Katie
and Dane like you asked me to.

Every penny is right where
Dane says it was...

In funds set up by Eddie
as their legal guardian,

but he has
no rights to the money.

Only Katie and Dane, but not until
they reach 21 years of age.

Well, that definitely calls Eddie
stealing from those kids into question.

Or using them
to steal for him.

Also, those photos from the
surfing magazine just came in.

I had the editor
upload them into our drop box.

Oh.

Hell of a lot chummier
than Katie led us to believe.

And their relationship
goes back a lot further, too.

These pictures were taken
well over a year ago.

So she lied to us about
her relationship with Brenda.

I doubt that's all
she's lying to us about.

Like what she and Brenda
might have been talking about

out on their boards, away from
the prying ears of the family.

Yeah.
Some family.

Well, they may be
unconventional, Carlos,

but they do have one thing
in common with other families...

Enough secrets and lies
to fill an ocean.

And definitely
enough to kill for.

Huh?

All right, got it.

No.
Thanks, Daniel.

What do you want now,
detective?

Well, in addition
to answering some questions,

a civil tone might be nice.

My dad says
we don't have to answer

any more
of your questions.

You did just hear

what I said to your sister,
didn't you?

Go home, Blake.

I'll handle this.

Like you handled Brenda?

Turns out you two
weren't strangers after all.

Okay. So we met before.

I didn't think
it was important.

You didn't tnk
lying to me

about my murder victim
was important?

Come on. Eddie taught you
much better than that, Katie.

Leave Eddie out of it.

And you didn't spend two weeks
teaching her to surf.

You spent them
out on the ocean,

away from the ears
of Eddie and the family,

listening to Brenda
pitch to you

about being
the face of Curlgirl.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

In fact, you two spent
a lot of time together.

Yeah, planning it out,
designing logos,

posing for photos.

I got a lot more
if you want to see them.

I've seen them.

I know you want to make it big
in the surfing world,

and in order to do that,

you need sponsors
with deep pockets, like Brenda.

But you knew that if Eddie found
out that you were "selling out"

by selling rash guards
and bikinis,

well, then, he'd get mad
about you losing your "purpose,"

and he'd probably
kick you out of the family.

Okay. Yeah.

I was talking
about a Curlgirl endorsement.

But I could never leave
Eddie and the family,

so I turned her down.

End of story.

Oh, I'm pretty sure there's
an epilogue in there somewhere.

Like maybe starting
with this call. Jennifer?

We just finished

reviewing the security tape
from the hotel.

No sign of Katie,
Dane, or Eddie.

But, uh,
while I was there,

they gave me a fax that
arrived yesterday for Brenda.

An endorsement contract,
to be exact.

For Katie?

No. For Jada Watson,
the 14-year-old Aussie girl

who beat Katie out of the junior
championships last year.

A two-year endorsement deal

signed the day
before Brenda died.

Jada's agent confirmed

that they'd been
negotiating for months,

and when
Jada refused to sign,

Brenda threatened to
sign Katie.

And I'll fill in the rest.

You didn't drop Brenda.

Brenda dropped you
for Jada Watson.

That's ridiculous.

She was playing you,
using you as a bargaining chip.

Probably found you in the workshop that
morning to tell you, and you lost it.

And maybe these cuts and bruises
aren't from your surfboard.

They're from Brenda
fighting back.

I didn't kill her, okay?

Yeah, I hated her
for using me to sign Jada,

but I swear,
I never laid a hand on her.

Well, then you're gonna have to tell
me where you were that morning, Katie.

And this time, let's try something
a little out of your comfort zone,

like the truth.

I was at the Muffin Top Cafe
with Blake.

Eddie's not so big on
us using the Internet,

so if we want to go online,
we have to go there.

You can ask them
if you don't believe me.

Oh, believe me,
I plan to.

The manager confirmed Katie
was on the Internet all morning,

so I searched
her web history.

She was looking for
news on Jada Watson.

Cyber-stalking her enemy.
Okay, that makes sense.

And what was Blake doing?

He was
trying to cheer her up.

Apparently,
Katie was so upset,

she was
crying uncontrollably,

which got Blake so mad,
he stormed out.

Stormed out where?

No one seems to know...

Just that
he was pretty angry.

Wait a second.
Tell me you're not thinking

that a 10-year-old boy had
something to do with her murder.

A 10-year-old who is mad
that his sister got hurt

and is the right height
for a stab wound to the leg?

Okay, I'm gonna take
these two.

Oh, great.

Now, I know you're not thinking
of running off with those.

What are you doing?
Taking you into custody.

For what?
I wasn't stealing.

We know you weren't
handing out fliers at the hotel

the morning
that Brenda was killed.

No, you were hanging with Katie
while she read and reread

Internet reports
about Jada Watson.

Getting sadder and sadder.

While you were getting
madder and madder, weren't you?

Yeah. So what?

She's my sister.
I felt bad for her.

Bad enough to go
and do something stupid?

Like maybe running out to find Brenda
to give her a piece of your mind?

Or maybe a piece of that
cutting tool from your workshop.

Wha... what?!

You think I had anything to do
with the murder? No way!

So, where'd you go
after you left the cafe?

I walked
down to the beach.

I just kind of walked around
till I calmed down.

Which is kind of where you found
the credit card, didn't you?

Not at the hotel...
Down on the beach.

Blake.

Okay. Okay.

Yeah,
that's where I found it.

Okay.

Well, unless you want to
spend tonight in a jail cell,

you're gonna show us where...
Exactly.

It was right there.

Did you see
who dumped it?

No. It was just kind of
poking out of the sand.

I swear, okay?
Geez.

Brenda's wallet.

What's that?

What is that?

Okay.

I'm guessing that the blood on
this leather strap is Brenda's

and this necklace
belongs to the killer.

Which means...

We just found
the point of attack.

Whose birthstone is a sapphire,
Blake?

Oh, it's okay.

I think I know.

Thanks.
Yeah. Thanks.

Here to schedule
a surf lesson?

Lost and found, actually.

Something you lost
and we found.

Sapphire.

That's September,
right?

I'm gonna go with Virgo,

as in your horoscope today...

Ah! ...Says 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.

If you cannot afford
an attorney,

I would sell a board
if I were you and get one.

I just heard the board results
were posted online.

I passed.

You passed?

I passed.

I knew you could do it!

Oh, my God.
Oh!

I-I should call Jim.

It's not the sort of thing
you should leave on a voicemail.

Uh, we should celebrate.

You get dressed,
and I will gather the troops.

So, what? Because
I was born in September,

that makes me a killer?

No.

But you losing
your sapphire necklace

in the sand with a dead woman's
blood on it might.

And my guess is
we're gonna find

your DNA on the sweat
in this leather strap.

You're
doing a DNA test?

Yeah.

Which means you're gonna be
working a different workshop...

Making license plates.

I wouldn't waste your time
doing a DNA test...

Because it is mine.

We got into an argument
on the beach, and I snapped.

I did it. I killed her.

Okay.

And not wanting to step all over
a perfectly good confession,

but, um...

You want to tell me
why you killed her?

She was trying to
break up the family.

And it's like you said before,

sticking her nose
where it didn't belong.

Right.

Like trying to convince Katie
to sign that endorsement deal,

convincing her
to leave the family.

Yeah. Right.

Right.

And family's family,

but, I mean
$2 million?

She did what she had to do,
I guess.

Yeah. I guess.

And you might be
a rely good surfer, Dane,

but as a liar,
you just wiped out.

She didn't take the deal,
'cause she was never offered it,

which you didn't know,
which means...

You're not the killer.

Okay, what just happened?

What just happened is,

Dane just tried to fall on
someone else's sword...

Or medallion.

Daniel,
I need a date of birth.

I see
you found your necklace.

Oh.

Yeah.
It must have fallen off.

I found it
on my bureau this morning.

Looks like
you're moving on.

Yeah, the storm's
heading to Cocoa.

The waves are gonna be epic,

so we're gonna head up there
as soon as Dane turns up.

No.
Dane's not turning up.

He just confessed
to Brenda's murder.

I know...
I don't believe it either,

but a confession's
a confession.

Dane didn't
murder anybody.

Well,
she didn't kill herself.

You said it yourself,
Eddie.

You'd do anything
to protect your family.

And I know
she acts tough and all,

but Katie's
still your little girl.

Or someone's little girl.

And someone
hurting your family?

No, you couldn't
stand for that.

Like Brenda...
filling Katie's head

with all these promises
she was never gonna keep

and, worst of all, making
Katie feel like she betrayed you

for striking up
an endorsement deal...

The kind
that you're dead set against.

'Cause she loves you,
Eddie.

They all love you.

It was an accident,
man.

Okay,
I-I never meant to hurt her.

I just wanted to talk to her
and tell her what she'd done

and how she broke
my little girl's heart.

You were
shaping a board.

You heard Katie crying,
so you went to her.

Then you caught up to Brenda
down the beach,

but you still had that cutting tool
that you were using in your hand.

S-she started yelling at me
and, you know,

saying that
Katie wasn't my child

and that I had no right
to make decisions for her,

and she threatened me that she
was gonna call family services

and tell them that
I was controlling my kids,

and they were gonna
take my kids away from me.

I mean, she shoved me,
and she walked off,

and then I grabbed her,
and I...

I don't know. The next thing I remember,
there was just blood everywhere.

And I tried to stop it,
and there was just too much.

And you lost this
in the struggle.

Your lucky birthstone.

September, right?

Same month
that you share with Dane.

Only you didn't realize
that you'd lost it, but he did.

So he gave you his 'cause he
knew how much it meant to you.

And, I'm guessing,

him knowing how far
you'd go to protect your family,

he figured you could use
all the luck you could get.

I'm sorry, dude.

Hey.

You did
what you had to do.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Jim,
just call her.

I have called her, Jennifer.

I... it's
all I do is call.

I call and I call and I call,
and I just...

I don't know
if I can do this anymore.

I'm sorry.

Jim.

I know what I'm feeling.

It isn't just me.

Jennifer,
you're my supervisor.

Only while the substation's
under review.

I know how frustrating
things have been for you.

And trust me,
I don't want to get between

two people who
truly care about each other.

But if I leave Palm Glade

without telling you
how I truly feel...

Just tell me
there isn't something here.

Hmm.

A son trying to
protect his father

and a father trying to
protect his daughter.

- That's what I call family values.
- Mm.

You know, without
the whole murder thing.

You're so...

Ooh, what's this?

My evaluation
of the substation

- and Detective Longworth's review.
- Mm.

I wasn't expecting this
for a few more weeks.

Oh, yeah,
well, I finished early.

You have an amazing team,

and Detective Longworth...
Jim... is a great cop.

Mm.

Although his approach
is really quite unique.

That's putting it mildly.

But there's
no amount of time

that I could spend
as his supervisor

to help me understand him
any better than I already do,

so I'm done.

Oh. Okay.

Well, we should celebrate.

Oh.
I'd love to, but, actually,

the only thing
I'll be celebrating tonight

is a nice, long soak and
an even better night's sleep,

so maybe next time?

Yeah, sure.

Daniel, have you
seen the detective?

Oh, he, uh, said
he had something important to do

and went home early.

So about halfway through,

I totally spaced
on what a gastric lavage was.

Like the first thing
I learned in nursing school.

And I... I just blanked.

But, Miranda, seriously,

thank you so much
for all of your help.

Not that you needed it.

- That's true.
- But you're welcome.

It must feel amazing
to have all this behind you.

Oh, my God.
You have no idea.

You should feel really
proud of yourself, Callie.

- Eh.
- Seriously, I mean,

with everything you had to do
to make this work,

I don't know
how you did it.

I do kind of feel in control
of my life right now.

I mean, and I don't know
if it's being away from home,

from my son and from Jim,

but it is amazing
standing on my own two feet.

- And just think, this time next year...
- No, no. No, no, no.

- You'll finally be...
- Don't even say it.

Doctor Cargill!

Not yet. I still have
a whole nother year left.

You'll jinx me.

Hey.

Hey.

I didn't know
you were coming up.

No, I kind of didn't know
I was coming up either.

- Um, so, you passed?
- I passed.

You passed.
Of course you passed.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Oh, uh,
this is Miranda.

Miranda. Yes.

I've actually heard
quite a bit about you.

Yeah, I'm sure we don't
really need to go there.

But let me
tell you something...

This girl right here,

I've never seen
anyone as dedicated as she is.

She's gonna make
one hell of a great doctor.

And you
are one very lucky man.

Aw.

Yes. Yes, I am.

Uh, do you think maybe we could
talk outside for a second?

Yeah. Sure.

Just a minute.

What is it?
Are you okay?

Yeah.

No. No, I'm fine.
I just, um...

Jim.

I-I-I don't want to
do this anymore, Cal.

I mean,
I can't do this anymore.

But I don't... I don't
understand. I thought...

No, I did, too.
Uh, but...

No, I mean, yes, okay?

It's... it's been
really difficult,

us being apart,
but, I mean...

I mean, I finally started to
get things together here.

I know, and I would never
want to be the reason

that things didn't work out
for you, Cal.

And I-I know I said
that it would work out,

and I-I-I want
us to work out,

but I...
I just can't do this anymore.

And I have no idea how we're
gonna make all of this work,

you finishing school here,

and, you know,

everything you've made
for yourself here in Atlanta

and me being
back in Palm Glade.

But I know what I want now.
Mm.

And I want to be
with the woman I love.

And I love you, Callie.

And I want you to be
in my life today, tomorrow.

So...

Callie Cargill,

would you do me the honor...

of marrying me?

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