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So what's it gonna be?

Get the hell out of my store!

All right.
Let's see what we've got here.

Ouch.

I know it hurts right now,
but it will be over soon.

All right.

Why don't you lie back...

Good girl.

And tell me which one do you
think is the cutest, okay?

I'm going on fumes!

Didn't this used to
be a donut joint?

Nah, they closed that place.

I'll catch up to you in a bit!

Greetings!

Yeah, it was a lovely
morning, until now.

What do we have?

A bit of a mess, I'm afraid.

Shop owner's name
is Hank Cousineau.

Opened up every day
like clockwork,

except for the past week,

it's been
a little more sporadic.

So he broke his pattern.
I wonder why.

Well, so did
the neighboring shopkeepers.

When they noticed
that he didn't

bring in today's paper,

one of them called it in.

Said Cousineau
was cantankerous.

A curmudgeon.

Well, somebody agreed
in a big way.

Hey, Betts.

Good weekend?

Uh, long story short...

Tears. Not mine.

In the meantime...

Nice to see you too, Oscar.

Okay. Laceration to the artery.
No weapon found.

Impact point of spatter
starts here.

Low...

Sitting.

For a while.

Substantial blood loss
onto his chest

before falling forward.

Then he bled out
onto the floor.

Self-inflicted?

No. Slice is too clean.

No signs of struggle
or binding.

Maybe he was drugged.

Well, you gotta give a girl
a chance to do her job.

Okay, so...

What we know now is,

a kill like this...

You maintain eye-contact.

To do that, that's control.

Whoever killed him
wanted to watch him die.

Motive 01x07
Out Of The Past
Original Air Date March 21,2013

==sync, correction by dcdah==
for www.addic7ed.com

Well, this one seems to be
all about the kill.

I mean, other than that copy
of Penthouse you pocketed,

nothing seems to be stolen.

I didn't steal a Penthouse!

I...
Maybe I flipped through

a copy of
Better Homes and Gardens.

I put it back!

It had a gazebo on the cover.

Mary and I have been
talking about getting one.

Gazebo, huh?

Yeah! Yeah, but it's
been hard, you know?

See, Mary would like

something that's child-friendly
for, you know, down the road.

Now, I would just like something
that's barbecue-adjacent

so I've got a little cover
when it rains.

She doesn't like the barbecue
being so close to the house

because she says
the smell of meat

gets in the curtains,
so it's...

It's complicated stuff.

How long you been married?

Six months.

Register is full.

Didn't even take
the scratch'n'wins.

You know, when they say that

you have a one-in-five
chance of winning,

37 out of 38
of that one chance...

Hold that thought, rainman.
There's no security cameras?

There's not even
a hidden alarm button.

Just this lumber.

He's a former soldier, right?

Looks like Hank Cousineau

took security
into his own hands.

What are you scrubbing in for?

Right.
I'm not scheduled.

Sorry. I'm not
myself today.

You got a minute?

Yeah.

So, there's been

a gang coming around,

demanding protection money
from the shopkeepers.

Let me guess. Hank was
the only one that didn't pay up?

He was livid
with the idea of giving in.

Well, you tell us who they are,
it all goes away.

I've been trying here, Flynn.
We're wasting our time.

Obviously, these people
don't care.

Why should we?

Okay. We have
their license number.

You got to do
that "bad cop" thing

one of these days.

Come on, you love it.

Bad cop is always hotter.

That's true.

You know what would
really be hot?

I do.

So are you gonna run
this plate for me?

Yeah. That's not
what I meant.

Cheese?

All right. Good, good.
Okay. Take a wobbly noodle.

Wobbly noodle.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Put that on top.

No, no. Wait.
Not that one.

Beautiful. Okay.
Another one. Another one.

Cheese. Cheese, cheese, cheese,
cheese. Now the cheese.

Okay.

- Hey.
- Hey, mom.

Mm.

Well, one of the perks
of sabbatical

is homemade lasagna.

Everything okay, sweetie?

Everything is fine.

Did you lose one today?

Is it that obvious?

Hey, hey, hey.

Come here.

Cheese.

You got a list of
priors longer than my visa bill.

We have witnesses

who put your car at that scene.

I want to talk to my lawyer.

Absolutely.

But listen, I'm a homicide cop.

I'm trying to solve a murder.

I don't care about your
little shakedown scheme.

Hank Cousineau didn't pay up. We
know that.

He's crazy, dude.
Couple hundred bucks a week

wasn't worth it, I swear.

Oh, so it's true.

We pulled a bunch of knives
off you and your crew.

Just to be on the safe side,
we're gonna test them for blood.

If any of them come back
with the victim's...

Look, we swung by
his place last week.

He went mental on us.

Cracked my occipital bone!

That's a four-syllable word.
Good for you.

Lucas! Book this guy.

I told you, we didn't do it!

Extortion?
Yeah, you did.

You said you didn't
care about that!

I don't.

But I do.
Let's go.

See?
The bad cop's always hotter.

So what do we do?

We're gonna wait out
the murder charge.

Well, let's see

what the knives come back with,

but do you think
they're our guys?

Hank beat the crap out of them.

I mean, you don't think
they'd want revenge?

The way
that Cousineau was murdered...

It was... it was with eye-contact,
and intimacy...

Ange, cut to the chase.

This wasn't a grudge killing.
This was up-close and personal.

Have you eaten?

Yeah. Protein shake.

I, uh, put your credit card
in your wallet.

Thank you.

And thank you for humoring
your mom on picture day

and wearing new clothes.

Couldn't imagine you being
immortalized in that hoodie.

- Hey. Don't rip on my hoodie.
- How could I?

It's already been ripped
within an inch of its life.

Remember, get lots of
the wallet-sized ones,

'cause then I can
send them to people.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Whoa! Whoa!

What's, uh, what's this?

Oh, crystal picked it out.
She thinks it's hot.

Oh, yeah?

So, tell me about him.

He's famous.

For what?

I don't know.
Having his face on a shirt?

Uh-huh.

Okay.
Tell me the right answer.

I'm not telling you.

But I'm also not the one
wearing his face around town.

So...

It's just a t-shirt,
not a manifesto.

Oh. Okay, then.

Hospital just called...

To check on your schedule.

I asked Jude how
she was holding up.

She said nobody
died yesterday.

Why would you lie?

Why would you lie
to cover up the fact

you didn't have to work late?

Here I thought
I could get away with it.

I needed some time alone.

I went for a drive
up the coast.

Sometimes, it's not as simple
as a single death.

It's an accumulation of things.

I don't know
what happened yesterday,

but... I snapped.

I'm sorry.

Forgive me?

Well, can you wait
till I get home?

It's in my calendar.

All right.
Hold on.

His dentist appointment
is Tuesday morning, okay?

Love you. Bye.

Forensics came back
on the gang's knives.

Found lots of blood traces,
but no match to Hank Cousineau.

Besides, I could have told you

the throat slit was not
made by a street knife.

Yeah.

Go ahead,
say "I told you so."

No, I'm a better person
than that.

Was he drugged?

Standard tox screen
was spotless.

So, what?
He just sat there

and he let someone
slit his throat?

Was there anything else
at the crime scene?

Well, he might've been
held at gunpoint.

Yeah, but are you gonna
let someone slash your throat

before you take a bullet?

Maybe someone snuck
up on him?

No, the blood spatter's
not right for a surprise.

Plus, I'm thinking,

someone slashes your throat,
first thing you're gonna do...

But his palms were clean.

Medical discharge
from the military, five years ago.

Post-traumatic stress disorder.

Yeah, well,
PTSD didn't kill him.

I.T. pull anything
off the computer?

I don't even think
they've gotten to that yet.

Let's go play nice with them.

Let us know
if you find anything.

Hang on a second.

Hey!

What do you think you're doing?

Huh.

Guy gets a Brownie badge

for not having any Cheetos
under his front seat.

Hello!
Our vic was a shutterbug.

Bag it.

We'll take it for processing.

"Park-A-Lot,"
4260 Oak Street.

He was there
every day last week.

I think the 4200-block
is by the hospital.

Maybe he was
visiting a patient.

Maybe he was a patient.

Or maybe we just wait until
we talk to someone

and then we'll actually know.

Let's see what we've got here.

Oh! What a mess.

Oh, my goodness!
Look at this.

Just go inside.

Go. I'll be
right there.

It's you.

Um, yes, it is me,

but I don't know
this hockey player.

I'm sorry, I can't help you.

I don't smoke.

I quit, too.

Used to really help
the nerves.

But I read this book,

it said the only way to quit

is to imagine yourself
the kind of person

that would never
pick up a cigarette

in the first place.

Just flip that switch,

move on with your life
in a new way.

Sound advice, isn't it?

Please, just go.

You've got a beautiful family.

Why do you get to have that,
when so many don't?

And your son there...

What if someone took him?

Don't you dare...

threaten my child.

These are all for
the same two stalls?

Yeah. Right here.
Stalls 124 and 125.

Why these every time?

He was ex-military.

You know, maybe
he liked routine.

Yeah...

We get a straight view
to the hospital doors

from these stalls.

Grab his camera.

Yeah.

Flynn.

I.T. has cracked the hard drive
on Cousineau's computer.

Please tell me
there's something

other than his taxes on there?

There's also the software
for doing his taxes.

Oh, dammit.

All right. Thanks, Lucas.

Hey.

Well, looks like our victim

was stalking that woman.

Not just her.

He was onto her whole family.

What's the latest?

Hank Cousineau
appears to have been

stalking this family.

We were able to I.D. her
as a Dr. Monika Harper.

Husband is Desmond Harper.

And how does this family
connect with the murder?

Well, we don't know yet.

But according to the date
stamped on the photo,

he's been staking them out
for the last week.

Cousineau didn't have a family.

Could be he was trying to
get one the wrong way.

We've applied to the military

for access
to his psych records.

Yeah, that might
give us some insight

into when things
derailed for him.

Yeah. We anticipate
getting those, um...

Never.

Well, what about this gang
you processed?

They seem more like
the killing type.

Mm-mm.

We got 'em on extortion, but...

Murder's not their M.O.

What's your theory?

Well... the husband sees
the vic staking them out.

Maybe the vic has P.T.S.D.

Maybe the husband
reported him to the police.

- We looked, he did not.
- Mm-mm.

Maybe the husband took
matters into his own hands.

Or maybe he paid someone
to take out the trash.

We're going to see the Harpers.

All right.
Just get me some good stuff,

and we'll all get along.

Yes, sir.

Who's driving?

- Rock, paper, scissors?
- All right.

Okay.

What is that?

That's dynamite.

No. There's no dynamite.
I'm driving.

Dr. Monika Harper?

Yes.

Is everything okay?

See? That
espresso-maker is very fast.

- Thank you.
- Thanks very much.

You know, our, uh,
line of questioning

may be inappropriate
for, you know, younger ears.

Oh.

It has to do with this man,
Hank Cousineau.

That's the man
who scared you, mom.

He scared you?

When?

You didn't know about this?

No. When was he here?

Go to your room.

Go.

Last week.

I was in the newspaper, uh, photo
with a hockey player,

so I thought he
was a crazy fan.

He was taking photos
of Phillip and me in the park

a few days ago.

I went to talk to him
and he ran away.

Why didn't you report it?

Well, I didn't think
he was targeting us.

Did either of you know him?

No.

So what do we do?
Do we need a restraining order?

He was found murdered
yesterday morning.

Murdered?
Oh, that's horrible.

So I hate to ask this,
but I have to.

Can you account

for your whereabouts
yesterday morning?

We were home.

Yeah.

We were home.

Of course.

Well, thank you.

You've been
very helpful. Thanks.

I'm gonna leave
my, uh, business card,

if anything comes to mind.

Thank you.

Thanks again.

What's your read on them?

Picture-perfect.

Yeah, they're like
those coffee-table books.

Nobody reads
coffee-table books.

They're just for show.

What else is for show?

Family photos.

Did you notice
there's no photos of her

before their wedding?

Well, maybe she just
doesn't have any.

Bigger question is,
why did she lie?

Get Lucas on the horn.

Drill down a little deeper

into the doctor's life.

Hey. Military's
giving us clearance

to talk to Hank's psychologist.

We can get that couple's
counselling we've been wanting.

Can't wait.

What if they find out
you weren't at home?

Where did you drive to
yesterday?

- What?
- Yesterday.

Where did you drive?

I mean, did you stop for gas?

Did anybody see you?

Is there any proof
that you were anywhere but here?

Desmond.

This is me
we are talking about.

I don't understand.

Why are you worrying?

This whole week...

I don't know
what's happened to you.

Nothing!

What are you talking about?

Well...

You lie about
pulling an extra shift.

You lie about a child dying,

and then you lie
about this guy, Hank!

Well, you didn't think
to mention him either.

He was outside our house!

Phillip saw him!

I am trying
to protect us, okay?

I can't take it
when you're mad with me!

Ahh...
This is, uh...

Deeply saddening.

I mean, Hank was responding well
to the E.M.D.R. therapy.

It's rapid-eye movement,
quite revolutionary.

We're just trying
to get a handle on

what kind of guy he was.

Well, he was an affable guy,
he was well-liked, respected.

He coached
in a kids' soccer league.

He loved being a soldier,
making a difference.

That was before.

Before?

Bosnia. Almost
20 years ago.

He came back from that tour...

It was like all the life
got sucked out of him.

Last time I saw him,

he was agitated,
he couldn't focus.

He was going on
and on about

taking responsibility
for his actions.

What kind of actions?

I never had a chance

to get him there
during our discussions.

Did he ever mention
a Dr. Monika Harper to you?

Or show you any photos?

No.

Are you sure?

Because we have reason
to believe he was stalking her.

Stalking?

No, no. That's a surprise.

I mean, any hostility
that Hank had

was projected inwards.

What'd you pull up
on Monika Harper?

Uh, maiden name
is "Monika Sukova."

She'd been a pediatric surgeon

at the Institute For
The Care Of Mother And Child

in Prague until
she immigrated in 1995.

There's no priors here.

What about back home?

I've already put in a call
to the Institute...

If she's an immigrant,
this might open things up

beyond our jurisdiction, right?

Yeah. We just
think outside the box.

No. I like the box.

It's orderly, it's precise.

Guys. One more thing.

When I talked to
the Institute in Prague,

they told me that Monika Sukova
died about 20 years ago.

Cancer.

If Monika Sukova's dead,

then who the hell's
"Monika Harper"?

Look. I'm just saying,
we run this through immigration,

let them to do
the heavy-lifting.

No way. Monika Harper
is in on this murder.

Her alibi was a total lie.

You said so yourself,
you saw it.

Yeah, I saw that
they were uncomfortable.

I mean, maybe she and Hank

were having something
on the side.

Now you're talking,
but we got to do some digging.

That still doesn't answer
my question about immigration.

You didn't phrase it
as a question.

I'm sorry. What are we doing
here? We're playing Jeopardy?

Now, that's a question.

Immigration would just
slow us down.

I want to know
who she really is.

That afternoon in the park,

how long were you there

until you noticed
Hank Cousineau?

About 20 minutes.

And was he alone?

As far as I could tell, yeah.

It was just you and your son?

Yes.

He looks so much
like Monika, doesn't he?

Yeah. He does.

Such a cutie.

And, uh, is that, uh,
Monika's mother?

That's my aunt.

Oh.

Apparently, he's too old
for Toy Story now,

so he's watching Iron Man.

God, they grow up so fast.

Yeah, they're like weeds.

It must be so shocking
for your family back home

every time they get
a new photo of him.

Oh, Monika hasn't
got any family.

Well, none that I know of.

I was raised in an orphanage.

Oh. So it's almost like
your life didn't begin

until you met Desmond.

Poetic... very mysterious.

Kind of like a romance novel.

Thank you for your time.

Oh, Monika.

I forgot to mention.

I was looking for a connection

between you and
Hank Cousineau,

so I called the hospital

you used to work at in Prague,

and your colleagues there

seemed so surprised that
you're doing so well.

I'll be in touch.

Monika, are you okay?

I hate what
this is doing to us.

They do this intentionally.

This is like home
all over again.

What if we are
in danger? Hmm?

What, us?

Yes!

I mean, who killed
this man? Why?

He had pictures of us.
Of our son!

We should go away.

- Go?
- All of us!

Go? Go where?

Yes. Anywhere but here.

You're scaring me.

Yes, because I'm scared.

Monika, is there...

Is there something
that you want to tell me about?

I can't.

Not until
we're far away from here.

Okay.

We'll go.

Betty, as a doctor,

how would you kill somebody?

Mm. Tsk.

My mother always said
the best way was with kindness,

but I'm a woman
through and through.

Poisoning.

Yeah, but Hank Cousineau
wasn't poisoned.

Tox screen was clear, right?

The standard tox screen
was clear.

I could do a broader sweep,

but who's going to authorize
the eight-grand overage?

I will.

We don't want to run this
by Boyd first, do we?

Um, no.

So what do we know
about Hank Cousineau's life?

What do we know about
Monika Harper's life?

Where do they cross over?

He starts stalking her

because he sees
a photo in the paper.

He's building a dossier.

And why do you
build a dossier?

To present a complete
picture on someone.

Right. So who was
he building it for?

- Get out of here.
- The police?

No. Hank Cousineau didn't even
have a security system.

He had a bat.
He wasn't gonna call the police.

All right.
So... no police.

He was ex-military,

so, maybe a higher authority?

Right. Bigger picture.

So she came here in '95.
Where was he serving then?

Why am I getting
an $8,000 bill from the morgue?

Because Monika Harper
is living here

under a false identity.

She's not in the morgue.

No, but the body there,
we think she put it there.

Based on what, exactly?

Based on the fact

that she was willing to kill
to protect her life here.

You were right.

The second tox screen
pinged on Succinylcholine.

And...

I found a puncture wound
concealed in the throat-cut.

Smart.

So, this sukiyaki-choline,
what does it do?

Paralyzes you in seconds.

But the body processes it
so quickly,

it doesn't show up
on a basic-level tox screen.

You have to go further,
find the metabolites...

Which I did.

Now, who would have access
to a drug like that?

It's restricted,

used as a muscle-relaxant
in tracheotomies.

So, say...

Someone who worked
in a hospital?

Go.

But the next
unauthorized tox screen?

Comes out of your paycheck.

Find out where Hank Cousineau
was serving in '95 and call me.

Hurry up!

And it's just instances
of missing Succinylcholine

you're looking for?

Have you checked Holy Cross?

I bet it's a mess there.

Well, you guys drew
the short straw.

You know, I hope
no one's using this stuff

to knock themselves out,
like ketamine.

If you inject this
without being intubated,

you're in big trouble.

This is not a recreational drug.

We're kind of
just looking at it

for the "big trouble" reasons.

Oh.

A vial went missing last week.

Huh.

It's Lucas.

I'll just be one minute.

We're gonna need a record
of that missing vial

for our investigation.

Of course.

You know, I hope you realize

this isn't something
that happens

regularly around here.

Well, we appreciate
the work that you do,

so thank you.

Really? Did you call it in?
Oh, you've just made my day.

I'm gonna call you back
in a second.

You've really been
incredibly helpful.

- Thank you so much.
- Here's our card. Thanks.

Hey, what happened?

Lucas find a crossover?

Crossover?
He found a landmine.

This is
the right move, isn't it?

It's going to be great.

Right, Phillip?

Ooh!

This'll just take
a minute of your time,

and then you can, uh,
carry on your way.

Why don't you and your son wait

with Detective Lucas

while my partner and I
speak to your wife?

- I would rather stay.
- It's okay.

Go with the detective,
downstairs.

We'll be just a moment.

After you.

I noticed
you don't have any family photos

of your life
previous to moving here.

It got me thinking
of the photos

Hank Cousineau had of you.

This one.

This one...

These.

He was putting together a file,
to prove who you really are.

We have one more photo.

This one. Uh...

Got this from Interpol.

What is this?

That's a photo from Bosnia,

where your wife is from.

No. She's from Prague.

We can arrest you
for the murder

of Hank Cousineau,

if you sign a confession
right now.

Or we can let immigration
send you back overseas.

You knew this guy?

We had a ritual.

Every day.

Come on, buddy.
Come on. Come on.

You've got to do
better than that.

Now, come on, dude.

Come on.

Give me one more.
Come on.

All right. Wait.
Sorry. Hold on. Wait here.

Hello, doctor.

Doctor!

Doctors! It's ***.

He hurt his arm.

Can you help him?

Even if she did know him,

it doesn't mean she had anything
to do with his murder.

July, '95,

Serbian troops rolled
into Srebenica,

and everything changed
overnight.

In just 11 days,

8,000 Muslim boys
and men were killed.

Hank Cousineau
was a U.N. Peacekeeper.

He couldn't intervene.
He could only observe.

Yeah, he couldn't
stop you back then,

but he got a second chance

when he saw that photo of you.

Dr. "Djerica Simonovic."

I was a Serb doctor

reporting to the Serbian army.

I had my orders.

Tell me the boy is safe.

I can't tell you that.

But what I can tell you,
he didn't suffer.

No...

No!

There was nothing
I could've done for him.

He was Muslim.

There was nothing
I could've done for any of them!

Tell me she's lying.

Tell me this isn't you.

He was going to expose me.

You stood
to lose everything.

So you stole drugs
from the hospital,

you incapacitated him,

and you killed him,

because he knew.

What did he know?

He walked into a movie
halfway through,

watched two minutes,
and he had an opinion?

About ethnic cleansing?

The whole world does.

Well, I was born into this.

This is who I am!

Five years, 10 years,
20 years before,

it was my mother,
it was my aunts

who were raped,
who were murdered!

It was my uncle
who was shot in a field!

This conflict has been
going on forever,

for generations.

And those people
you call "victims,"

we call "enemy."

How could you...

kill... so many?

Why?

You chose to be a soldier.

You chose to go to war.

I did not.

I did what I had to
for my people.

All these years...

Your face...

Haunted me.

Shh...

I know it hurts right now...

But it will be over soon.

It will be over soon.

Everything I've done
since I've come here

has been good.

I've saved so many children.

This can't be you.

I had to make sure
you never found out who I was.

"Was?"

I don't know who you are.

Time to go.

Do you have a cigarette?

We'll get you one outside.

You know this isn't
the end of it.

She'll be extradited.

No, but we got her
on this one.

Hey, thanks for getting milk.

Yeah. No problem.

Oh.

Crystal took a shot of me

while I was getting
my yearbook photo done.

Thought you might, uh...

Want to see it.

Yeah.

What happened
to the "Che" shirt?

Turns out it didn't fit me.

I thought the size
looked just fine.

Yeah. You know
what I mean.

Hey, hey.

I love you.

I love you, too.

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