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[ Man On TV ]
The headline at this hour...

from the National
Hurricane Center...

is that Iris is nearing
Category 2 strength.
[ Beeping ]

It is 625 miles
east of Nassau...

and about 800 miles
to the east-southeast
of Miami right now.

Again, it appears
from the satellite...

that we have
a strengthening hurricane,

and the new advisory
should be in in about
10 minutes or so.

[ Register Beeping ]

This is the
visual satellite picture,

and as the sun comes up,

you get a very,
very nice look at the eye.

You can see how bright
these white clouds are
around the center.

This is the latest advisory.

Iris is an extremely
dangerous hurricane...

with current maximum
sustained winds
of 100 miles per hour.

- Preparation to protect
life and property--
- Hey!

The kid is stealing
duct tape!

- Hey, kid!
Hey, kid, stop!
- [ Bell Jingles ]

Hey, kid,
get back here!

[ Gasps ]

[ Carlos ]
In my experience, hurricanes
bring out the crazies.

In my experience,
crazies don't need
an excuse to come out.

I'm just glad my family's
out of town.

Well, her name
is Valerie Raines.
Any cash she had was gone.

Credit cards are
still here though.

Wallet was open,
no cash.

Looks like the motive
was robbery.

I don't know.
Her license is gone,

and by the imprint
in this wallet,
so is one of her cards.

- Maybe the killer
just took one credit card.
- Yeah. An ungreedy thief.

Whatever it is, we gotta put
this investigation on ice
and get indoors.

- I gotta get to the hospital.
- Oh, you're not feeling well?

I'm a doctor.
I've been assigned there.

It's all hands on deck
because of this hurricane.

Well, I hope
you feel better.

Did you even hear
half of what I said?

What are you lookin' at?

Never seen
a hurricane before.

[ Carlos ]
You don't see hurricanes.

You hang on to dear life
and hope your house is
still there in the morning.

It's just a little
wind and rain, right?
A Category 2?

Just a little
wind and rain?
Yeah, right.

Two doesn't sound
so bad.
Let me put it this way.

A Category 1 can rip
that tree out of the ground...

and drive it through
the window of a house
three miles away.

So between that
and this,

you could be in for
the ride of your life.

[ Jim Longworth ]
Some say I don't play well
with others.

I was a damn good detective
in Chicago,

until a disagreement
with my boss encouraged me...

to pack it up
and make a change.

So I put the Windy City
in my rearview and headed
to the Sunshine State.

Kick back. Play some golf.
Work on my tan.

Maybe write the occasional
speeding ticket.

Yeah.
Well, that didn't work out.

[ Phone Ringing ]
[ Chattering ]

Yeah, that's what Carlos said,
but I have my doubts.

Driver's license was missing,
but a whole bunch of credit
cards are still in her wallet.

Hey, don't worry about it.
I'm on it.

Oh, hey.
Hey.

Lauren, I want 'em lined up
all down the hallway.

Okay?
Okay.

What's up?
I just parked a body
in your morgue.

Woman with the last name Raines
was shot outside
a convenience store.

"Raines dies
during hurricane"?
[ Phone Ringing ]

Yeah. Speaking of a hurricane,
I was just wondering--

Can you hold on a sec?
how you're
doing.

Cargill.

Okay. Yeah.
Thanks.

Something wrong?

The hurricane's
been upped
to a Category 4.

Four?
That's like two twos.

I told Jeff I'd go
and get him an hour ago
and bring him here but--

I can get him.
You're on
a case.

Yeah, just barely.

And with the hurricane,
you're up to it so--

Seriously, not a problem.

Thank you. I would
really appreciate it.

So helpful.

Not a problem.

No. Mr. Mayor, I asked
for a mandatory evacuation
of that sector,

and you made
it voluntary.

[ Scoffs ]
Yeah. All
due respect,

are you out
of your mind?

Hey! No, no. The holding cells
are full. Take them
to the conference room.

All overflow goes
to the conference room.

Yes, ma'am.

[ Wind Howling ]

Oh, Daniel. I didn't think
you'd make it in
on that scooter of yours.

Thanks for calling me in,
Director Manus.
I really appreciate it.

Yeah, well, you're welcome.
But you might want to hang on
to that appreciation.

We've got a long,
very challenging 48 hours
ahead of us.

Believe me. I'd much rather
be here than my place.

I live in a one-room apartment
over a garage that I'm not sure
can stand up to these winds.

Well, in that case,
you're welcome.
What do you need me to do?

There's no shortage
of phones to answer,

so pick a fire
and put it out.

[ Jeff ]
There she is. Hey.

Hey. Iggy? Really?

Someone thought it was
appropriate to bring
an iguana into a hospital?

Look. I wasn't about
to leave Iggy
during a hurricane, okay?

Which made a lot more sense
before we saw that
look on your face.

Yeah, well, it's fine.
Just make sure
he doesn't get out.

How bad
is it outside?

It's not bad.
A little wind
and rain.

Yeah, right.
He white-knuckled it
the whole way here.

Well, I thought
it tore out trees
by the roots,

tore down buildings.

It hasn't hit landfall yet.
You'll know when it does.

Trust me. Come on.
I'm gonna show
you and Iggy...

where you can get
out of the way.

I already know
where to go.

Hey, remember that, um, woman
you were telling me about
with the last name Raines?

Was her first name Valerie?
Yeah. Why?

Well, a homeless woman
came in trying to use...

her insurance card today.
[ Coughing ]

[ Jim ]
That her?
Yeah.

And that is our hospital
insurance administrator.

Good luck with her.
She's a peach.

Detective Longworth?
Yeah.

Carol Watkins,
hospital insurance
administrator.

Now I believe
that this woman
is a person of interest.

Is that how
you say it?
That's what we call it.

Well, then here is
the insurance card...

and the driver's license
that she tried to use.

People are always trying to pull
a fast one in this hospital,

but they have to
get through me first,

because I make sure
everyone's insurance
is in order.

[ Woman Coughing ]
I've never been part
of a murder investigation.

You think she killed
the real Valerie Raines?

Excuse me.
Did you steal
this card?

[ Coughs ]

Yeah.
A dead lady.

[ Coughing ]

I'm sorry. I'm--

I'm just so sick.

Did you see anything
involved in the attack?

Anyone hanging around?
No.

Dead. She was dead.

That's all I saw.

Having that driver's license
and insurance card...

makes her guilty
of something, right?

Yeah, of trying
to treat a cough.

You know what?
Treat her.
Send me the bill.

That is what
County Hospital is for.

[ Manus ]
Yes. Yes, I understand
you have people...

pounding on your door,
but there's no way in hell
I can dispatch a unit...

to the high school gym
because you can't handle
the overflow.

You know what?
Here's a concept.

Put on a damn raincoat,
go outside...

and tell them yourself
there's no more cots.

[ Slams Receiver Down ]
What?

Oh. Sorry.

I know this probably
isn't a-a good time.

Speak!

Apparently, another body
was found shot.

Excellent.

[ Siren Wailing ]
[ Wind Howling ]

[ Jim ]
Where's the crime scene?

The limo.
The body's in the limo.

Go, go, go!

Great!
[ Groans ]

It's not exactly
crime scene protocol.

Yeah, it's not exactly
protocol weather out there.

I know this guy.
He's Dennis Peterson.

Okay.
You don't know
Dennis Peterson?

I know he's dead.
Tweezers?

Motivational speaker,
self-help author.

- You're into that kind
of thing?
- Who, me? No.

I don't need motivation.
I didn't say you did.

He's all into that
positive thinking,
visualization thing.

Oh, yeah?
Well, positive thinking
and visualization...

didn't stop the bullet
from going through
his head.

But this headrest did.

What was the caliber of
the bullet that you pulled
out of Valerie Raines?

- Nine-millimeter hollow point.
- Nine-millimeter hollow point.

That's weird.

Two killings...

so close together on
exactly the same day
with the same weapon?

[ Bullet Clinks ]
I may be
a Chicago boy,

but do hurricanes normally
trigger spree killings?

If this is a spree killing,
we need to connect the victims,
and we need to connect them now.

Peterson lists his address
as New York.

Valerie Raines is a local,
so that ain't happenin'.

This guy had
a speaking engagement
in town in two hours.

That's not gonna happen
either. I'm gonna go
talk to the limo driver.

Good. I could use
some room in here.

How soon can you get me
the ballistics report
on those two bullets?

- Tuesday maybe, after
the storm's blown through.
- I need 'em today.

You do realize Iris is about
to make landfall, right?

If those two bullets match,
we got a spree killing.

If we got a spree killing,
that storm's not gonna
stop the killer.

My lab is in the evacuation
route. There's no way
I can get back there right now.

On the positive side,
if they don't match,
we grab a six-pack,

ride out the storm
in the hospital.

[ Sighs ]

Fine. How do you
expect me to do that
without my equipment?

Through positive thinking
and visualization.
Excuse me, buddy.

[ Wind Howling ]
Whoa! Are you crazy?

- Whew!
- Am I in custody?

Well, I don't know.

- Should you be?
- No.

What happened?

I picked up Mr. Peterson
from the Grand Hotel,

and I was taking him
to the airport.

What about
his speaking engagement?

I guess the hurricane
changed his mind
about that.

So you stopped here?
Yeah. He wanted coffee.

I went in.
I grabbed him
a half-caf cappuccino.

I came out,
and I found him like that.

I spilled piping hot coffee
all over myself. I think
I need medical attention.

I just came from the hospital.
I'd think twice about that
if I were you.

Mr. Peterson was
my favorite customer.

Good tipper, I'm guessing.

He always used our service,
and he always requested me.

Wow. High praise from
the high priest of pulling wool
over people's eyes, huh?

How often
did he come into town?

Oh, maybe three times
last month.

Huh.

[ Chuckles ]
Geez.

Florida.
[ Laughs ]

[ Siren Wailing In Distance ]

I'm sorry.
I'm closing
in five minutes.

- Can I get
a small black, please?
- A what?

A small coffee, black, to go.

Hey, did a guy
in a black suit...

come in here about
an hour and a half ago,
ordered a half-caf cappuccino?

Yeah, sounds about right.

Did he seem nervous?
Not really, no.

Oh.
Here you go.

[ Sirens Wailing ]

Uh, thank you.

Thank you.
Thanks.

Ah!

Whew!

It's really
coming down out there.
Yeah.

This your first
hurricane?

- Does it get much worse?
- Man, you have no idea.

Huh.

[ Exhales ]

[ Chattering ]

Okay, Karen, you got it?
Yeah.

What's going on?
We have to evacuate
this wing.

Everyone has to be on
the lower two floors.

Were you assigned here?
Yeah. But I need
to know--

Do you have
a spectrometer
in the hospital?

I gotta do a bullet analysis,
and I can't make it back
to the substation.

Watch your back.
Coming through.
Maybe like a really old one.

But can't it wait?
Unfortunately, no.

Uh-- Okay, on
the first floor storage by--

Can you grab a gurney?
We're shorthanded.
Yeah, yeah.

Just grab a bed.
Everyone's gotta go.

All right.
[ Exhales ]
Let's go.

Oh! What a commotion, huh?

[ Exhales ]

How are they going to squeeze
everyone into two floors?

The key word
is squeeze.

Evelyn, is it?
[ Groans ]

I-I haven't seen
you here before.

Yeah, I'm just here
because of the hurricane.

I'm the county
medical examiner.

You mean like a coroner?

Yeah.
[ Elevator Bell Dings ]

Oh.

Where are you taking me?

Just downstairs.

Am I going to die?
What?

Did someone tell you
I'm dying?

No.

I want somebody else
to push me!

[ Wind Howling ]

[ Chattering ]

Hi. Excuse me.
Hi. Bye-bye.

Can I help you?
I'm investigating the murder
of Dennis Peterson.

- Murder?
- Yeah, he was shot
in the back of his limo.

My God!
He just checked out
a few hours ago.

Did he seem concerned?
No.

He was positive
and friendly, like always.

- Why was he in town
three times last month?
- Speaking engagements.

Yeah, well, see.
I have his calendar.

He didn't have
any speaking engagements
last month.

So, you want to have a go
answering that one again?

This hotel endeavors
to protect its guests' privacy.

For the live ones anyway.
Peterson's dead.

So I'm sure there's
not a premium
on his privacy now,

especially if it helps me
catch the murderer.

You don't want to stand
in the way of that, do ya?

All I know is that each
of those three times last month,
a doctor came to see him.

What, a house call?
Yes.

- Why did Peterson need
a doctor?
- I don't know.

Oh. Well, do you know
the doctor's name?

Don't know that either.
[ Scoffs ]

All I know is that Peterson
scheduled spa treatments after
each of those doctor visits.

Huh. Thank you.

[ Callie's Recorded Voice ]
Hey. I can't take
your call. Leave a message.

Hey, Callie?
Call me as soon as you
get this message.

[ Beeps ]

[ Ringing ]
Callie?

- Who's Callie?
- Any more information
on Valerie Raines?

Yeah. She worked as
a human resource director...

at a local
medical instrument
manufacturing company.

All right. I'm gonna need
a list of employees
and former employees.

Yeah, well,
the company's closed
because of the hurricane,

and we're having trouble
tracking down that list.

Oh, and another thing.

I just spoke to Carlos,
and he confirmed...

that the same gun killed
both Valerie Raines
and Dennis Peterson.

[ Door Opens ]
[ Wind Howling ]

- Uh-uh!
- Sorry. What?

[ Groans ]
You need to get
your ass inside.

I'm doing just that.

[ Door Slams Shut ]
Good.

At the place Peterson had
his last speaking engagement.

I need to find a link
between Valerie Raines
and Dennis Peterson.

And at least I know
where Peterson was gonna be
in a few hours.

Detective? Jim?

** [ Funk ]
[ Laughing, Chattering ]

Bill Taylor?
Is that you?

No.

Really? Wow.

Um, the resemblance
is uncanny. Sorry.

You're here for the reunion?

Yeah. I dropped in to say hi
to as many people as possible.

It's probably hard
to believe now, but I was the
homecoming queen of our class.

So--
It's not hard
to believe at all.

Well, no wonder I was confused.
Bill was also a gigantic flirt.

- I should be going before
the storm gets worse.
- [ Door Opens ]

[ Wind Howling ]

Have fun.
Bye.

Hey. Eddie?

Hey, man.
Hey, man. Put this
in coat check for me.

Am I your valet now?
Gee, I can't believe it.

Hey, I'll see you inside.
All right.
I'll see you in there. Bye.

I'm just goin'
to the bar.
Whoa. Hey.

You need to get
the name tag on.
Seriously?

You're telling me
I need to get
one of those badges?

[ Man ]
Go ahead.
Go right on in.

[ Man #2 ]
It's okay for us to get in?
[ Man ] Yeah, go right on in.

[ Woman ]
Thank you.

Bill?

Go ahead.

Becky?
How you doin'?

Long time no see.
[ Laughs ]

I am so glad you
could make it, Bill. Yay!

[ Chuckles ]
Hey! Yeah.

I wouldn't have missed it
for the world.

The ballroom's
through that door.

Only the out-of-towners
and true partyers
are stickin' it out.

- We're gonna have a blast.
- [ Chuckles ]
Hey.

Is Dennis Peterson
gonna make an appearance?

Yeah, right.
In this weather,
not likely.

[ Sighs ]
Eddie, you came back.

Roads are bad.
Traffic was for shit.

- How long were you gone?
- What's it to you?

Oh! Always in fight mode.
Here.

- At least wear your name tag.
- I'm not puttin' that thing on.

Then you can wait out
the storm in the lobby, mister.
No name tag, no party.

- Guess what
our featured drink is.
- Hurricanes?

- Bingo!
- [ Chuckles ]

Hey, why are you so certain
that Peterson won't show?

Why are you
so interested?
** [ New Wave ]

Oh. Bill.
* I'll do all the things
that you want me to *

* But I'll never
treat the cool like you *

** [ Continues ]

Hi!

* Girl, I fear *

* You think
you're so cool *

* That's cool for me
You'll be true this time *

* You like to
lead them along
and keep turning them on *

* I'll be dragged in deep
further back we go *

* By now I should know *

** [ Continues ]
[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

- Yeah.
- You called earlier?

Oh. We had another guy
who was murdered today.

Guy by the name
of Dennis Peterson.

What, the self-help guy?

Yeah. He had a doctor
come to his hotel
three times last month.

I need to know if that doctor
came from your hospital,
and if he did,

what went on
during those visits.

You know, if he's a patient,
that's privileged information.

Yeah, I know.
I'd get a warrant.

But I'm kind of
in the middle...

of a spree killing--
Hi. How are you?

that's kind of
in the middle
of a hurricane.

A spree killing?

That's why Carlos was
so distracted today.

Believe me. I wouldn't ask
if there was any other way.

Look. How about this?

If it looks like something
you should tell me,
then tell me.

If not,
this privileged information
stays privileged.

[ Phone Chimes, Beeps ]

Let me think about that,
and I have to get this.

Sure.

[ Woman ]
Reverse charge call
from Raiford Prison.

Yes, I'll accept
the charges.

- Hey, baby.
- Ray.

I heard you guys are havin'
some weather out there.

Yeah, well, it's not
that bad yet.
You guys at the hospital?

- Yeah.
- Jeff with you?

Yeah, he is.
We, um--

We boarded up the house
and battened down the hatches.

I'm not worried
about the house.

I just want to make sure
my baby and my boy are safe.

[ Electrical Buzzing ]

[ Woman ]
Oh! What's going on?
We're fine.

It's good
to hear your voice.

[ Clicks, Buzzes ]

Yeah.

You know what, Ray? I'm sorry.
I'm just really busy here.

That's all right.
Can I talk
to the little man?

Yeah, he's right here.

Jeff.

It's your dad.
Hey, Dad.

Hey, buddy.
How you doin'?

Yeah, everything's
all right so far.

** [ Electronic ]

[ Guests Laughing, Chattering ]

Bill Taylor.

Nicole Gelber.
How you doin'?

You don't have to pretend
that you remember me.

- I remember you.
- Oh, yeah?

I had an eensy-weensy
little crush on you.

[ Growls ]
You wanna dance?

Oh, hell yeah.

But, you know,
just gonna say hello
to a friend first.

Okay, then before
the night is out.

You pick a song, girl.
[ Slaps Behind ]

You got it.
Mmm.

** [ Woman Singing,
Indistinct ]

Ah-- Jason?

[ Chuckles ]

Bill.
Bill Taylor.

Uh, we had social studies
in senior year, remember?

Yeah, what was the name
of that, uh, teacher?
Mr. Miller.

Mr. Miller.
[ Laughs ]
I'm sorry.

I-I'm usually
pretty good at
puttin' names to faces.

You're a doctor?
Oh, yeah, yeah,
doctor.

I always had you pegged
for a doctor or physicist.

You were always
the smartest guy
in the class.

[ Laughs ]
Thanks.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

You used to sit in
the back of the class.

So Miller
wouldn't call on me.

[ Laughing ]
Yeah, that's right.

Yeah. Hey, you were in
the chess club, right?

With, uh, Dennis--

Uh, Dennis Peterson.

Peterson. Yeah.

Yeah.
Yeah. You guys
still keep in touch?

Uh, we drifted apart
after high school.

Ah. Yeah, I wonder why
he didn't show up, huh?

I'm sure he would've
wanted to, huh?
Why?

See how all
his conquests look
after 20 years.

Conquests?

He nailed every hottie
in high school.

He had a silver tongue
even back then, you know?

No wonder he's made millions
as a motivational speaker.

Hell yeah.
[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Oh. Ah.
Gotta take this.
Oh.

- Good talkin' to you.
- Yeah, you too.

- Yeah.
- A third body was found
earlier today in St. Pete.

And given the hurricane,
they were a little slow
with getting me the information.

- Who was the vic?
- A bank loan officer by the
name of Charles Kendrick. 52.

Ballistics say he was shot
with the same gun...

that killed the other two
victims earlier today.

Time of death puts him
as first kill.

[ Rain Pouring ]
Where are you?

Palm Glade, class of 1990
reunion. The other two victims
were supposed to be here today.

Uh-huh. Well, Kendrick
was 52 and from Georgia,

so he doesn't appear to have
any ties to your reunion.

Yeah, not yet anyway.
Like you said, the first victim
was killed 70 miles away.

The other two, Raines
and Peterson, are supposed
to be here at this reunion.

This guy is killing
in a friggin' hurricane.

I need to find out how
those two were targeted
by the same killer...

and why-- if we got any chance
of stopping this spree.

Okay. Well, how are you
gonna get these people
to open up to you?

- I'm not. Bill is.
- Who the hell is Bill?

I have no idea.

I gotta go.
[ Beeps ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Scoffs ]

Can I help you
with something?
Smelled smoke.

Lookin' for the fire.

What are you,
some kind of fire marshal?

When did you
take up smoking?

What's it to you?

You were on
the football team,
right?

I was the football team.
[ Laughs ]
That's funny.

Yeah. No, that's
what confuses me.

You know,
a lot of former athletes
don't take up smoking.

I mean, alcohol maybe.

A little wife-beating
on the side. No?

Smoking?
Unless, of course,
for some reason,

their lives have turned
to shit, and they've lost
their reason to live,

that one
really throws me.

So what are you
doin' now?

Why is it reunions are
all about what you do?

What do you drive?
How big's your house?
How much do you make?

Well, 'cause if you'd made
something of yourself,

you want to rub it
in the face of people
you used to care about.

People like Dennis Peterson
and Valerie Raines.

I deliver bottled water
to rich, lazy ass-wipes
too good to drink from the tap.

And I don't care
who knows it.
Wow.

That is noble.

You know the party's
upstairs, right?

I mean, we didn't really
know each other well
back then, but--

Why'd you come if
you didn't intend
to have fun with us?

Maybe I just wanted to see
what gigantic jackasses
everybody turned out to be.

How you doin', Evelyn?

Oh. Embarrassed
beyond belief.

When I fell
and cracked my hip,

my mind must have
cracked too.

[ Chuckling ]
Your mind is fine.

At my age,

I should be throwing
caution to the wind.

Instead, I get delusional
about doctors...

pulling the plug on me
for bed space.

[ Chuckles ]
That's the death panel, and
it hasn't been commissioned yet.

- [ Chuckles ]
- And no one is pulling
the plug on you on my watch.

- You missed your calling.
- What do you mean?

- Medical examiner?
- Mm-hmm.

It's noble,
and someone's
got to do it.

But with your
bedside manner,

the living could really
use a guy like you.

You know, maybe
if all my patients
were like you,

I might have taken
a different career path.

You remind me
of my husband.

He had a gruff exterior
too. But inside,

he was a very kind man.

Why, he'd do anything
for me.

I was a very lucky woman.

You know what, Evelyn?

He was a very lucky man.

Evelyn?

[ Groaning ]
Evelyn.

Evelyn?

Uh, code! Code!
Co-Co-- Coding! Patient here!

- I need a bag-mask, tube
and a ventilator.
- Got it.

Come on.
You remember this.

Evelyn, I'm doing my best.
Now you do yours. Come on.

[ Rhythmic Beeping ]

[ Steady Beep ]

All right. That's in.

[ Steady Beep ]

In? Okay.
Got it.

All right.

Got it?

[ Steady Beep Continues ]

Okay.

Okay.

- [ Rhythmic Beeping ]
- She's back.

[ Exhales Sharply ]
Give me the ventilator.

Ventilator.

All right.
[ Exhales Sharply ]

Good work, Doctor.

[ Electrical Buzzing ]
You're kidding me.

When does the backup
generator kick in?

That was
the backup generator.
Great.

- Okay, you got this?
- Yeah.

- Do you got this?
- Yeah.

- I'll be right back.
- Wait, Carlos.
Where are you going?

- Just keep going. Keep going.
- Carlos!

Don't worry about it!
Just-Just keep going!
Keep going!

It's gonna be okay.

[ Wind Howling ]

Go, go, go! Come on!
I need that ready to roll!

Excuse me.
Un-freakin'-believable!

All right. I need those
evacuation routes posted.

I need the purification systems
loaded and ready to go in 10.

What the hell
are you waiting for?

What?

Hi.
No!

I'm Carlos Sanchez,
chief medical examiner
with the F.D.L.E.

Someone die?
A lot of people will unless
I can get a generator.

Excuse me?
Palm Glade Hospital's
backup generators went out.

I understand you have four.
I'm here to requisition one.

I haven't got one
to spare.

You have four.

Those generators are
already loaded on trucks...

and are designated for spots
in Miami and Fort Lauderdale.

Those trucks are
gonna roll as soon
as the winds die down.

- Are you kidding me?
- Listen.

I'll call around and see
if I can find you one.

But I'm not making
any promises.

[ Phone Beeping ]

Time to earn
your intern stripes.
[ Line Ringing ]

** [ Reggae ]
Don't you have a hurricane
to worry about?

I have two
state of the emergencies,

and you're smack dab
in the middle
of one of them.

Wait. Is-Is that
Bobby McFerrin?

Yeah. Irony because
of the hurricane?

No, no, no, no, no.
You have a very dangerous
armed man on the loose.

Don't be happy.
Worry.

After you've been shot
in the ass, you never let your
guard down. I'm all over it.

Yeah, it turns out
Peterson was quite
the silver-tongued devil.

Reunions make people reflect.

Maybe someone reflected on
the girl that got away.

Maybe that someone
blamed Peterson.

Just listen to me.

The shooter
already killed three.

Don't become number four.
Are you ordering me
not to get shot?

Look, this guy will not
hesitate to shoot you.
Yes.

I'm ordering you
not to get shot.

- Sir?
- I'm still trying to
track down another generator.

Listen. I know
you're doing your best,

and I know what it feels like
to be pulled in
a lot of directions.

People making
outrageous demands.

You have no idea.
[ Door Closes ]

No, actually I do,
more than you know.

You see, I work with this guy
in Homicide. He acts like
the world revolves around him.

[ Clattering ]

Drove his last partner
to cut off his wife's head.

Seriously?
Yeah.

Actually, I pulled
the wife's jawbone
out of the gator's stomach.

[ Whispering ]
Get out.
Yeah, partially digested.

They have a very slow
metabolism.

Then what happened?

We caught the guy.
He's in jail. Gotta go.

[ Wind Howling ]

[ Carlos ]
Move, move!

This is so cool!
I've never stolen
anything before.

It's not stealing.
It's requisitioning.

- Who authorized us
to do this?
- A Category 4 hurricane.

** [ Pop ]

Bill?

- Hey, Stephanie.
- Hang on.

Oh!

Thank you.
Geez, man, come on.

Oh, hey. Sorry.
You know, women.
Bill.

Yeah.

You're not Billy.

This guy thinks he's Billy.
What the hell's goin' on?
I know Bill.

He's my friend.
He e-mailed me.

He couldn't make it.
You are not Billy.

- Who the hell are you?
- Well, yeah.

I'm not Bill Taylor.
But you know what? Look down.
No.

I need to talk to you.

Okay.
Lead on.

In here.

Okay.
What's your problem?

Dennis Peterson
was killed today,
along with Valerie Raines...

and a loan officer
from St. Pete.
What?

Star quarterback
and cheerleader.

You and Becky made
a lovely couple, that is
until Peterson moved in.

Yeah, and I dumped Becky.
Yeah. Regrets?

I was the star quarterback.
I could've had
any girl I wanted.

Yeah, that was then.
This is now. Come on.
Becky the one that got away?

No.

Peterson had sex
with your girlfriend,

and then went on
to achieve
a great many things,

like being one of those rich,
lazy ass-wipes that gets their
water delivered by losers.

- I'm no loser, pal.
- After you came back
from the hotel,

all three victims
were already dead.

- You had time to kill them all.
- But I didn't.

I was goin' home.
The roads were jammed.

Or you were trying
to establish an alibi.

I didn't kill anybody.
This is the guy.

Okay. Once the weather breaks,
an F.H.P. unit will be here
to pick you up.

Don't let him smoke.
You're arresting me?

[ Jim ]
Well, we're not
escorting you home.

Oh, man.

What did you do?
I got us a generator.

- FEMA called.
They said you stole it.
- Requisitioned it.

I did not
authorize this.
Who cares?

Plugging this generator in
puts this hospital at risk...

for criminal penalties
and fines.

I could be an accessory
after the fact.

If I don't plug it in,
people are gonna die.

I will not let you
put this hospital at risk.

And the people inside?
Huh? You okay
putting them at risk?

Get out of my way...
now.

[ Exhales ]

- That was awesome.
- [ Sighs ] Yeah, it was.

[ Electrical Buzzing ]

[ Cheering ]
Yeah!

** [ Pop ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

You...
owe me a dance.

** [ Slow Pop ]
Uh, yes, I do.

[ Laughs ]
I knew you weren't Bill.

- Then why'd you keep my secret?
- Because you were cute
and I wanted to dance.

And high school wasn't
all that fun, so I thought
I'd spice it up a bit.

Hey.
Can I ask you a question?
Yeah.

Did Dennis Peterson and Valerie
Raines have anything to do
with each other in high school?

No.
You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.
Valerie was not pretty,

and Dennis was always out
chasing hot chicks.

Is that fact or fiction?

That is a fact.

He could have any girl
he wanted in high school.

Even the homecoming queen?

Actually, no, not
the homecoming queen.

Any girl but
Tanya Owens.
Come with me.

You see, Tommy and Tanya
were together since
sophomore year in high school.

Yeah, but Dennis didn't
worry about relationships.
Look at Eddie and Becky.

Yeah, but Eddie and Becky
weren't that serious.

Tommy and Tanya,
they were a thing.

And, you know, Dennis,
he was not
the marrying type.

And Tommy was?
They were married
right out of high school.

They had a baby.
How are they goin'?

I heard they hit
some hard times.

Tommy had
some medical issues.
He lost his job.

And I think they're
headed for divorce.

[ Ringing ]

[ Beeps ]
Yeah.

What I'm about to tell you
is confidential
doctor-patient information.

[ Whispers ]
Thank you.
[ Mouths Words ]

Okay.
And only because you're
dealing with a spree killing,

which qualifies as
an imminent threat, am I
disclosing this information.

Dennis Peterson
was donating bone marrow
to a 20-year-old boy.

And his connection to the boy?
It's his illegitimate son.

The boy's last name
wasn't Owens, was it?

How'd you know that?

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

'Cause his father Tommy's
the shooter.

[ Moaning ]
[ Monitor Beeping ]

Mmm.

My patients don't usually
open their eyes after
I've done my work.

[ Chuckles ]
They don't know
what they're missing.

You feeling all right?

I'm fine. Mm-hmm.

But you deprived
the hospital
of an empty bed.

I told you.
Not on my watch.

Mm-hmm.

It's okay.

Your confidential
hospital informant
played a crucial role.

Come on. Let's go.
One, two, three. Go, go, go!

Thank that person for me.

Tommy Owens was
recently laid off where
Valerie Raines works. Let's go.

Come on. He also was
turned down for a loan...

at the bank where
the loan officer was killed.
Any medical issues?

Yeah, he suffered from
bipolar disorder.

He was getting electroconvulsive
therapy treatment
and medication.

But his insurance ran out
when he lost his job.

Finding out his son
wasn't his biological son,
losing his job,

getting a divorce,
being turned down for a loan--

Yeah. It was too much
to handle all at once.

Yeah. Perfect storm
of emotional blows.

Yep. And now,
we've got to stop him.

Well, in a killing spree,
usually the last victim...

is the person
the shooter perceives
is letting them down the most.

Yeah, well, learning
20 years later that...

Tanya Owens gave birth
to another man's son,

I think that would
probably qualify her
for that honor.

Yeah. You call her already?
We're putting together
SWAT teams to send both...

to Tanya's house
and Tommy Owens's apartment.

I'm heading there now.

Tommy Owens's medical files.

Thank you.
Thinking the ex
is the last victim.

I'm gonna
head over there
and try and stop it.

You really think
she's the last?

You're so not listening
to me. Okay. Bye.

What?
Sorry?
Uh, thank you.

Be careful.
Yeah.

[ Dog Barking In Distance ]

[ Door Opens ]

[ Door Closes ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Clattering ]

What's that noise?

[ Tommy ]
Remember me?

What are you
doing here?
I asked you a question.

Yes.
You're Mr. Owens.

What do you want?

There.

What do you want?
What do you want?

Nothing.
I just came here
to kill you. That's all.

No, no, no. Oh, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait.

Please, please.
I'll do anything.

Too late.
Please, please!

I'm begging you.
It's not too late.
Please!

Say again?
Please! I'm begging you.
I'll do anything.

- No, please!
- Oh, now you're begging me?

- No, please, don't kill me!
No, no, please!
- It's too late!

Please don't kill me!
[ Knocking ]

Hey. Wow.

She really
let you down, huh?

I'm unarmed.

I got nothin'. See?

Unarmed. I mean,
they all let you down,
didn't they?

[ Carol Whimpers ]
Valerie Raines fired you.

Charles Kendrick wouldn't
give you a loan.

Worst of all,
Dennis Peterson had sex
with your childhood sweetheart.

You've been raising
the child as your own,
not knowing the truth.

But you were
dealing with it,
or trying to,

until Carol
cut off your lifeline--

the meds to help you
keeping it all in perspective.

Oh. You were right,
by the way.
The storm got a lot worse.

And that's gonna end today!
Hey, hey, hey!
I understand.

I understand
you want to kill Carol.

My own partner just about
did it two hours ago.

She is the worst of the worst.
Typical bureaucrat from
the party of no.

She lives to say no.
You need help? "No."

You need medication to keep you
sane, keep the demons
from your door? "No."

What she doesn't understand
is that saying no
doesn't make her important.

- It just makes her
a pain in the ass.
- [ Softly ] Yeah.

In fact, you know what?
Seriously, shoot her.

I don't care.
Yeah.

One for every no.
Hope you got
a full magazine.

- Yeah.
- Or, Tommy?
You can have this.

It's your medication,
right?

Medication you couldn't
get anymore 'cause
your insurance ran out.

Here. I want you
to have 'em.

[ Grunts ]
[ Gunshot ]

[ Grunting ]
That's it, Tommy.

It's over.
[ Panting ]

Oh--

[ Sobs ]

You gave me
a damn heart attack.
What?

I was just
following orders.
[ Sighs ]

I didn't get shot, did I?
Yeah, this time.

Excuse me, Detective.

I just wanted
to say thank you.
Well, you're welcome.

My goodness,
you were convincing.

I actually thought
you wanted that man
to shoot me.

I mean, you weren't really
going to let him shoot me?

You know what?

You should think about
how you treat people.

Is there a Hernandez family
on this block?

No. They're a couple
of blocks over.

There's mail in here.

I'll take it to 'em.
I'm gonna check up
on Kyle and Rick,

see how they made it
through the hurricane.

Okay, but come
right back.
I will.

Wow. I thought
this was just
Carlos being Carlos.

Things actually
do fly in from
all over the place, huh?

Yep. Things could
travel from miles away...

just to end up
in my front yard.

Yeah. Know how
that feels.

Ray called. He wanted
to see how we were doing
during the storm.

Oh, that was nice of him.

You, uh--
You guys talk
about much on the phone?

I just got off
really quickly.

He only has a few minutes,
and I wanted him
to talk to Jeff, so--

Right.

This looks like
a two-person job.

I'll take the heavy end.
You take the light end.

Uh, which one's
the lighter end?

- That one.
- This one?

No, that's
the lighter end.
[ Chuckles ]

You think?
Oh.

You're trying
to get out of hauling
the heavier end.

Hey, you know what?
Be my guest.

Great. I will.
Please.

The lighter end.
Right. I'll go
to the heavy end.

You ready?
Uh-huh.

One.
[ Together ]
Two. Three.

Okay.
Oh!

Wow.

- I was wrong.
- That must be embarrassing.

It's a little embarrassing.
You wanna--

I'll-- Could we--
We should--

Thank you.
Why don't you take
the heavy end?

Okay.

You ready?
Watch your back.

I'm watching my back.
You just watch
your back.

I'm always watching my back.

[ Groans ]
Oh! Use your legs.

You have a lot of advice
for someone who's never
picked up after a hurricane.

Yeah, I know.
Can you imagine how
obnoxious I'm gonna be...

after I've lived through
a few of these?
[ Chuckles ]