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What the hell kind of music is that?

Inspiration.

Sedative.

Okay.

How's this?

How about something that doesn't twang?

Better.

Hey, Grissom!

Grissom!

Grissom, Grissom!

God! What? are you taking a leak?

The follow car's supposed
to stay with the runner.

We've been training for months, man.

20 CSls. 120 miles.

Don't blame me. Blame him.

I saw his flasher from the road.

Good call.

Fresh cut on his forehead.

But the corneas usually
take days to glass over.

Weird. The race just started.

L.A. County PD.

Special enforcement squad.

Badass.

Hardcore badass.

Give me some more light here.

It looks like a recent injury.

There's no scab. Fight? / Maybe.

Would you give me your phone?

Uh...uh, this is CSI Willows.

I'm at highway 160,

halfway through leg 16
of the desert relay.

We got a 419, officer down.

Notify captain Brass.

Barehanded, huh?

Well, collect it or lose it.

Ten years ago,
nobody would've known the difference.

Ten years ago, we wouldn't have
been able to get DNA off that fiber.

I'll find something in the car to bindle it.

Time of discovery, 4:32.

I'll put it in the report.

So much for the race.

Well, at least we didn't come in last.

CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
4x20 Dead Ringer

So much for that shoe print.

This could be blood on this rock.

How many cops are
in town this weekend?

20,000.

And the road is closed to civilians.

Spring break with a badge.

Well, this ought to be fun.

Every suspect's in law enforcement.

So, how was your run?

I'm still alive.

That's everything.

ATM receipt.

No card, no cash?

Well, he was in a race.

Maybe someone took his wallet.

So lieutenant Mendez,
tell me about your teammate.

Tim coleman. Newest boot.

Two months in.

Came right out of patrol.

Best cop at Carson station.

Well, I mean, he's got to be in shape.

I heard your training's as tough as SWAT.

SWAT's LAPD.
We're SES. We're better.

Better conditioned, better prepared.

Those the best you got?

Yeah. Yeah. You got lucky.

If they're not, I'll fly mine in.

Let me put it to you this way,

I'd want them investigating my murder.

Other than the fact that he's deceased,

this guy is in excellent physical condition.

Except for that head wound.

Eh, superficial.

Could be from a fall.

Your bloody rock may be incidental.

What about the bloody knuckles?

Injury on the back of his hand.

Maybe an altercation of some sort.

So cause of death?

No cerebral issues.
No primary indicators.

We go to the fallback position.

Cardiac arrest.

This guy was 25 years old.

Didn't say I was finished.

Clouded corneas tipped me off.

Look at the liver.

His serosal surfaces are unusually dry.

His urine was minimal and dark brown.

Dehydration.

Well, the race isn't the only
reason these guys come to town.

It's a good party.

Too much running, too much partying?

LA SES. They go all out.

Work hard, play hard, die young,

leave a good-looking corpse.

Grissom.

Tox came in.

Tim coleman had 75 mics per mil

of furosemide in his system.

Blood pressure medication?

There's no history of that
in his medical records.

And it's was a high dose,
but not a lethal one.

But it is a diuretic.

Could explain the dehydration.

And the drug can also
cause muscle cramps,

dizziness, confusion,

blurred vision, restlessness.

That could explain how Tim
coleman ended up where he did.

How'd the furosemide get in
his system in the first place?

Listen up, people.

Leaders are one hour away for

last end at the finish line.

Too bad you guys bet
on the wrong horse.

Maybe you forgot.

One of our own died
out there in the dirt.

Yeah, I'll drink to his memory.

You want to make the toast?

Am I interrupting something?

No. / Later, pogue.

Um, are those bags
brought in from the race?

Yeah.

I'm going to need Tim coleman's.

Sure.

On the job, we come
across a scene like this,

we call them a bunch of degenerates.

We'd be rounding half these guys up.

I am not going to miss this.

You're not going to
miss the competition?

I just made lieutenant.

I got nothing to prove anymore.

A man with nothing to prove.

Now that would be a first.

Got a second?

Sure, what's up?

On a hunch, I ran a bank
trace on Tim coleman.

We got a hit.

$300 withdrawal on his ATM card,

4:06 A.M. Today.

That's about nine hours after he died.

Good hunch, Grego. / Thanks.

I also got surveillance video from the bank.

This ATM's on the corner of
holyfield and maryland parkway.

Since that's definitely
not Tim coleman,

maybe it's our killer.

Or at least a thief.

Well, all we got to do now
is match a name with the face.

Write up a description, send
it off to dispatch for broadcast.

There might be an easier way.

Huh?

Fast & Fresh burgers...

This is the thread you pulled
off the runner's body.

Natural fiber?

Hmm. Mercerized cotton.
Extremely strong.

Fibers are placed in a caustic solution,

splitting the fibers apart and
providing an increased surface

area to absorb the dye.

Once it dries,
it's exponentially stronger.

This kind of thread is used in
machine quilting and embroidery.

Like on a sports uniforms.

Here they come, folks.
It's still SWAT and SES.

Fighting for the lead!

SWAT and SES...

Tally, SWAT and SES!

LAPD SWAT wins the first time in eight years.

Coming in at 13 hours, 24 minutes.

For the last six years, I ran
the toughest leg of the relay...

against the same guy from SES.

But this year, there was a new guy.

Yeah, this cocky kid shows up.

You're my competition?

I thought this was supposed
to be the hardest leg.

Typical SES, all mouth.

What'd you do about him? / Ignored him.

- Looks like you got in a fight?
- Hey, I was here to race.

He cold-cocked me.
I never threw a punch.

We found red fibers on him
that may match your jacket.

I'm SWAT. I subdued him.

Mind if we take your jacket to confirm?

Knock yourself out.

You can't find any blood on it.

Had a real good talk
with your manager, Clyde.

How's Fast & Fresh treating you?

I'm up to $8.75 an hour.

I guess this kind of beats saving up, huh?

Look, is my wife here?

Is she behind the glass or something?

I'll be talking to her soon enough.

Oh, come on, now. Is
that really necessary?

I mean, I'm just a regular guy.

Hey, regular guys don't steal $300

with a dead cop's ATM card, man!

Dead cop? What are you talking about?

Those three bills,
that's, that's my money.

All right, technically, it's my wife's, but...

I sell this tight little asian
chick a $3 tasty meal.

She says for $300,
I can get a very tasty meal.

I was about to go on my break anyway.

My wife's not behind that glass, right?

Hotel security came up
on a noise complaint.

Found two DBs.

Room's registered to a uniform officer,
Manny senteno.

One of ours?

Laughlin PD,

but he carries tin,
so that makes him family.

Female vic's Patricia fielding.

Also PD. Bakersfield.

He check in alone?

Yeah, day before yesterday.
Issued one key,

but his itemized bill shows
lots of room service for two.

A wife or girlfriend would
probably be on the register.

Looks like it's all his stuff.

I don't see a purse around here.

Guy's away from home,

unwinds with some opportunity sex.

Looks like he came before he went.

Glock 19, standard police issue.

There's something on the slide.

14 rounds left. 15 round magazine.

Any good cop keeps one
racked in the chamber.

Two bullets, two bodies.

Put it down! / You dare me?

I'm thinking straight-up murder/suicide.

Tim coleman's gear bag.

Gym clothes, towel, vitamins,

pocket knife.

Protein bar wrapper,

empty water bottle, banana peel.

Why the trash?

Well, you know, there's a five-minute
penalty if you litter the race course.

Oh.

What's the best way to get
chemicals into your system?

Injection.

But there was no evidence of that.

Second best? / Ingestion.

Trace amounts of furosemide

in his water bottle.

Someone spiked his drink.

Jim.

Hey.

Will marshall, This is Catherine
willows from the crime lab.

There is something very
wrong in the world

if a woman like you is
only handling test tubes.

Well, if you think that's all I handle,

you're not as smart as you think.

So you're the LA County team medic, right?

That means you're responsible for making

sure that all your teammates are well hydrated.

Yeah. / Including Tim coleman.

Yeah. Hell of a thing, that.

You're currently #1 on
the SES's transfer list.

Same spot you were two months ago

when they bypassed you to
transfer in Tim coleman, right?

Six months I'm on the top of the list.

January 31 comes, and

they reach over me and take Coleman.

That's the cutoff date to run in the race.

Coleman was a ringer. / Ding-ding.

SES transferred him in
for speed, not skill.

Might not be another opening for years.

I'm not getting any younger.

And after all of that,

Coleman doesn't even run.

He had a good excuse.

Did you give it to him?

If I'm going to kill a guy,

I'm not going to do it with
20,000 cops around.

Well... Sounds like you've been
giving it some serious thought.

Well, every cop does.

My way? A sniper shot.

200 meters out.

Coleman'd never even
hear the "am" in "blam."

Okay?

Mrs. Senteno, is this your husband?

He doesn't wear his hair like that.

There's some forms for you to sign,

then we can talk in the lounge.

What happened?

Mrs. Senteno, we haven't
finished our investigation yet,

but your husband died
from a gunshot wound.

Who shot him?

We don't know.

Where was he found?

In his hotel room.

He wasn't alone, was he?

No.

I married a cop.

With that comes alcohol and
women to take the edge off.

First time...

he said it meant nothing.

He promised never to do it again.

By the third time...

I told him to stop confessing.

I wasn't going anywhere.

Don't ask, don't tell.

I wasn't willing to trade my family
for the flavor of the month.

That doesn't make me pathetic.

What happened?

Break the bad news to the wife?

Oh, I didn't have to.

Women always know, huh?

Not always.

I think so. Women always know
when the man is straying.

What are you, the voice of experience?

No. I'm a really nice guy.

Oh, I believe you.

Well, you need to believe this.

There was one bullet
in each of the bodies.

They both came from the glock.

And the prints on the
glock are from a female,

so it's still looking like a murder/suicide.

All right.

Hey. You anywhere on my fibers?

I'm dealing with a lot of things today.

My phone has been ringing off the hook.

CSI's taking a ton of crap
because we didn't finish the race.

There was a dead cop in the desert.

That's what I kept telling them,

and they tell me, "Good excuse."

The white fibers found
on the gun slide is tissue.

The common nose-picking
variety with gun oil residue.

Are you saying that the gun was wiped down

and the prints were planted?

No, you're saying that.
I don't get to say that.

But somebody else could've pulled the trigger.

Manny sentero's prints
are all over the room,

including the champagne bottle
and one of the glasses.

What about Patricia fielding's?

Hotel room door, inside knob.

And the murder weapon. / That's it?

Are you sure?

I'm, I'm sorry.
It just doesn't make any sense.

The sex kits came back
negative, and now this.

I mean, that room reeked of musk.

Well, maybe he swapped
fluids with someone else.

There was a third set of prints.

I ran it through AFIS.

Got a hit on a cop. Another one.

Lydia lopez, bakersfield PD.

That's the same division
as Patricia fielding'S.

Well, according to histology,

Tim coleman's muscle cells
were hyper-hydrated,

yet his body was dehydrated.

Well, that condition's normally
associated with drug abuse.

Right. But apart from the furosemide,

his tox was negative.

So, I took another look at the guy.

Buff, cut, aggressive.
Made me think steroids.

Kind of risky for a cop,

considering they're subject
to random drug tests.

Well, steroids are controlled,
but creatine isn't.

It's a legal way to bulk up.

Tim coleman was using it.

Creatine pulls the potassium
from the blood and

moves it into the muscles.

Dehydrating the body in the process.

Exactly. And you add furosemide to it,

and you get a severe
electrolyte imbalance.

Leading to arrhythmia,
and consequently cardiac arrest.

So what's our problem?

The dose.

There wasn't enough furosemide
in the water to make that happen.

Lydia lopez, the girl next door.

CSI. Hello.

Her division captain wants every
professional courtesy extended to her.

Interesting.

Yeah.

Her clothes are still here.

But I guess if you offed two people,

you're not going to stick around to pack.

Adjoining door's open.
Maybe they wanted it that way.

So Manny and Lydia were boning.

How does Patricia fielding fit in?

I don't know. Isn't the prevailing
male fantasy two on one?

Yeah...

So let's say three of them were going at it.

How did two out of three end up dead?

Well, if Lydia said no,
and Manny went for it anyway...

well, someone was pissed.

This is, like, a two, $300 la perla nightie,

ripped to shreds.

Oh, looks comfortable.

It's not designed to stay on that long.

This is a man's wedding ring.

Yeah.

Manny was wearing a ring.

Was Lydia lopez married?

I'll ask her. She walked into
LVPD ten minutes ago.

My CO calls and tells me that
Patty fielding's been murdered,

and you're about to broadcast
a citywide for my 20.

What the hell's going on in this town?

That's what we'd like to know.

I hope you've got your story straight.

Didn't know I needed one.

Patricia fielding was killed
in the room adjoining yours.

Manny's room?

Where's Manny?

Manny's on a slab next to Patricia.

Look, we know that you
and Manny were together.

Once a year for seven years running.

Desert relay is our time together.
Then we go back to our lives.

That's sweet.

What was sergeant Fielding
doing in your lover's room?

I don't know. / You don't know.

You know, I heard that Manny
senteno was a real player.

Maybe he moved on,
and you didn't like that.

Who told you that?

Manny doesn't mess around.

Except with you. / Yes.

How could you know that if the only
part you know intimately is his body?

Pedestal's a little high, don't you think?

Your best friend, your lover are dead.

What do you expect me to think?

I don't know what happened.

I do know that Manny loves his
wife just like I love my husband.

It's just an itch we
scratched every 12 months.

It doesn't mean anything.

It meant enough to
someone to trash your room.

Archie. / Archie, your husband.

Mm-hmm.

Did he catch the two of you together?

No. He wasn't even supposed
to be in vegas. This is my time.

I heard he was looking for me.

He must've got a key from the front desk.

Probably took one look
at the room and went ballistic.

Did you see what he did to my teddy?

That was Archie's gift to me.

Hey, most husbands who buy lingerie

expect that they're the ones
who're going to be enjoying it.

I look good in it.

Archie didn't do this.

He couldn't.

The manager says Clyde grimes
took a break around 3:00.

That's consistent with bank records.

$300 withdraw to Clyde's
account registered at 3:06.

But the video shows him using
Tim coleman's card at 4:06.

Yeah, one hour later.

Well, maybe I'm not the only one

who gets screwed up
by daylight savings time.

What if the ATM and the
camera were out of synch?

How? The camera's part of the atm.

Video is controlled by the branch office.

ATM connects to the national network.

Separate systems.

If the clocks weren't synchronized...

then the guy who used
Tim coleman's card

should be on video one hour later.

He's, uh, emptying the ATM.

Hey, is everybody all right?

I'm with the vegas crime lab.

Yo, yo, yo, where's the fire, my man?

Ha!

No wonder you were in a hurry.

Well, Mr. Drake, I suppose this
is one way to make eight years

in an injection molding factory pay off.

You're certainly good with plastics.

It was a good scam.

Your reader transmits
the card number to you,

and the camera records
the sucker's pin number.

I should have used better transmitters.

I wouldn't have had to stick so close.

You raked in over $13,000
off 62 skimmed accounts.

That was just the first two days.

And I checked the bank records.

All of the cards you stole belonged to cops.

I know.

You know, I'm facing
multiple felony counts here.

Comprehensive theft, card fraud.

I'm going away for years.

Everyone here knows that.

But when I got booked,

they wrote me up for two moving violations.

I hate cops.

I picked up Lydia lopez's
husband at Cheetah's.

He was groping the strippers.

Classic drunk-and-disorderly.

When I got there, the bouncer
was just about to tune him up.

For what? / Yakking on his suit.

Archie lopez.

So what?

Your prints were found
in your wife's hotel room,

including the doorknob to the adjoining room.

Yeah.

Patricia fielding was killed in that room.

So was Manny senteno.

Hmm. My heart bleeds.

Are you still drunk?

Yeah, I'm probably still drunk, yeah.

Must have been the tequila.
I don't drink that much.

Well, it takes a lot of drinking to forget a murder.

I didn't kill anyone.

I wanted to surprise Lydia.

Manager gave me a key.

And then I left.

- Where did you go?
- I went to the hotel bar.

That's where I saw Patty.

That woman's been to my house.

She's eaten my food.
She smiled in my face, all the time.

All the time knowing that Lydia
was banging someone else.

So where did you go then?

I went somewhere else.

I drank some more.
I drank, a lot, I guess.

I don't, I don't remember anything.

We're going to need your clothes.

Tim coleman drank from this bottle.

What does this look like to you?

Backwash.

You know, I don't appreciate
being kept in the dark this long.

We don't release details of our investigation

until we're sure of our facts.
Now we're sure.

Tim coleman died of a
drug- induced cardiac arrest.

If I'd known he was on drugs,
he'd never have gotten into SES.

Actually, he was only on one drug.

Creatine.

You made it plural.

You gave him a protein bar
that was laced with furosemide.

Hey, you got to keep up your strength.

Don't make us look bad.

The combination of the
two drugs is what killed him.

I want my union rep.

That's your right.

We're going to need to
see your pocketknife.

On the table, please.

I said I want my union rep.

We're done here.

Archie lopez's clothes are
negative for GSR and blood.

Ditto on his personal effects.

But I know Archie was in Manny's room

because he has Manny's luggage tag.

Guy wants to find out who
was sticking it to his wife.

Is there an address and
phone number on that?

Yeah.

What do guys do when they're drunk,

and they have a number
burning a hole in their pocket?

He called this number six times.

The last call was 12 minutes.

Maybe Archie found someone
who can share his pain.

It must be very hard to hear that your
husband's been cheating on you.

We've been through this.

I didn't care about Manny's indiscretions.

Even when you hear about it
from the other woman's husband?

Archie lopez called you.

So I talked to him on the phone.

He was drunk. He was raving.

I didn't understand half of what he said.

I think you heard him loud and clear.

You got in your car,
and you tore ass to vegas.

I was in laughlin with my son.

Highway patrol caught you speeding

on interstate 15.

Southbound.

Most cops won't issue tickets to fellow cops

or their families. Professional courtesy.

But your tag still gets logged.

You were leaving Las vegas before you even

found out that your husband was dead.

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

Yeah, you do.

Oh, you bastard.

Wendy, it's not what you think.

Wait, wait!

You can't prove that.

Well, that's why we got a
warrant to search your house.

And we found Patricia fielding's
blood in the lining of your purse.

From the tissue that you used to wipe the gun.

She was nothing.

He jeopardized our family for that?

Not for her.

Patricia wasn't the one having
the affair with your husband.

Oh.

I caught her with him.

She answered the door
like she belonged there.

Mrs. Senteno, you killed the wrong woman.

Wendy, it's not what you think.

Where's your kit?

Actually, we have all the evidence we need.

Then what the hell are you doing here?

I have a question.

Off the record.

I wasn't trying to kill him.

Then why did you do this?

Leg 16 was mine.

I ran it eight years in a row.

I won every time.

Then the bosses transfer in that kid,

kick me upstairs, and give him my race.

No way I was going to
let him do better than me.

Sooner or later,

everybody gets replaced.

Talk to me when it happens to you.