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** [ Brass Band: March ]
[ Ship Horn Tooting ]

[ Man On P.A. ]
Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Gibtown.

Of course, the official name
is Gibsonton,

but the local residents always
refer to it by its much more
famous name-- Gibtown,

once known as
"the strangest town in America."

This is where many of the human
oddities from the old carnival
sideshows came to retire.

Oh, you mean like
circus freaks, right?

- [ Tourists Laughing ]
- Said the man in the hideously
ugly Hawaiian shirt.

Oh!
Just kidding, sir.

I know
it's not Hawaiian.
[ Mock Laugh ]

But, yes, many of the local
Gibtown residents...

did not fit into local society
and decided to create a town
of their own.

Now off to the right
is the house where
the Human Blockhead lived...

and his descendants
continue to live today.

And I'll bet you can't
guess who played on
those monkey bars...

in the park
just to our left.

That's right--
Percy the Monkey Boy.

And the world-famous
Bertram Siamese Twins...

cohabited in that cottage
with the picket fence.

You know, sometimes
I heard those sisters
did not get along,

but they always
stuck together.

[ Tourists Groan ]
And there goes my tip.

We're approaching the café
founded by Al Thornquist,
the 8 1/2-foot-tall giant.

We're gonna stop
for a break.

Food and beverages
and replicas of Gibtown curios
are on sale inside the café.

Please be careful
getting out of the tram.

We don't want
any freak accidents.

[ Laughing ]
"No, he didn't!"

[ Laughing ]
Come on now.
Let's go.

[ Child Groaning ]

[ Whimpering ]
Help me.

Help.

[ Gasps ]
Help.

[ Panting ]
Oh, my God.
That was--

Yeah. And then some.
[ Laughs ]

Halfway through,
I thought you were
gonna have a heart attack.

Oh, I was thinking of it.

Actually, I'm still
thinking of it.
[ Laughing ]

[ Exhales ]
Wow.
Oh, my God.

It took a year of drinking beer
in the Florida sun...

to work up that impressive
lack of stamina.

That sounds oddly
like bragging.

You should see my shin splints.
They're impressive.

[ Exhales ]

Seriously, thanks
for motivating me.

I forgot how much I missed
our runs on the lakefront.
Yeah.

Nothing like rolling out of bed
for a wind-chilled morning run
to whip your ass into shape.

Mmm! Yeah.

Hey, sorry. Manus has been
trying to reach you.
Hey.

Says there's
a crime scene.
Uh, why didn't she call me?

- She has been.
- Oh, right.

- She called you in on it?
- Maybe.

Says that there might
be a victim there
with special needs.

Okay. I gotta go.
Oh, right.

But I need the declaration
on the Kevin Fowler murders.

Okay, yeah.
I will. I promise.

You've been promising, bub.
What I need is a commitment.

Fine. I commit
to doing it today.

Well, give me 10 minutes
to wash off the stink,
and then I'll be good.

Okay.

...and swollen.
Right over there.

- [ Man ] Yeah, I got it.
- [ Police Radio Chatter ]

[ Callie ]
A baby carriage.

I hope that's not
what Manus meant
by "special needs."

[ Carlos ]
Don't worry.
It's not a baby.

This woman hasn't been a baby
in over 50 years.

Cause of death appears
to be by blunt-force trauma--

something out of wood,
based on this.

A tree limb,
baseball bat maybe.

Catalog and enter.
Uh-huh.

Not sure what's up
with the stroller.

The killer probably thought
that was a great way to hide
a tiny body.

Took it from the actual
point of attack to a more
secluded place to dump it...

till something or someone
spooks the killer.

Yeah, see?
Café had a water pipe burst.

Plumbers were working through
the middle of the night.

The killer sees that, panics,
then abandons the stroller into
the bushes, thinking she's dead.

Whoa, that's weird.

You know, products for infants
are rigorously tracked
for product safety.

I'm sure this baby carriage
has a serial number.

Maybe you can find out
where it was purchased.

Or who purchased it.
Get onto that.

I remember my parents
driving through this town
when I was a kid.

There were no tour buses then.
[ Jim ]
"Four-legged Man.

The Human Unicorn.

Lion-faced Boy"?

We still don't know
who our victim is.

Haven't found any identification
on the body.

- We should take a print.
- A print?

She's three feet tall.
Can you even find a print?

[ Scoffs ]

Oh, come on.
Callie.

You know what?
I think I'm gonna get
a ride back with Daniel.

[ Carlos Chuckling ]

I don't know which
is more annoying--

those looks that you used
to give each other
or the Bickersons.

It's just a minor period
of adjustment.

- We'll get our groove back.
- Not as long as Sam's in town.

Sam... is just a friend.

[ Chuckles ]
Keep telling yourself that.

- [ Policeman ] Sir!
- [ Man ] Oh, my God. Enid?

Enid!
Wait, wait, wait.
Let him in.

- Whoa. I'm sorry. You are--
- I'm Ben. Ben Pershing.

That's Enid Granier.
We were business partners.

Pershing? Wait.

Percy, the Monkey Boy.
His name was Pershing.

Are you--
What? Related?

Yeah. He was my grandfather.

This is terrible.
Seriously, what happened?

What business were you two
in together?
Business?

I guess you could say we were
in the business of putting
Gibtown back on the map.

Right. The tour bus.

Not just that.
That was just the start.

We have spent the last two years
planning and expanding
the Gibtown Museum.

Enid, she was working
day and night trying
to get it ready...

for this party tonight--
premiere, locals only.

And we just broke ground
on our crown jewel.
Which is?

Permanent attraction on Enid's
undeveloped property...

providing an experience
from the circus past
to the circus present.

It's been a dream of ours
for years.

Someone didn't share
your dream.

Half the town
is antidevelopment.
Anyone in particular?

Rebecca Thornquist,
their leader.

She's the town medical examiner.
She lives right up the street.

Okay. Something is
definitely bothering you.

What is it?
I have a thing.

Hate to break it to you,
my friend, but you got
a lot of things.

Ever since I was a kid,
circuses kind of creep me out.

You mean clowns?
Clowns freak everybody out.

[ Laughs ]
That's hilarious.

The big, bad homicide detective
has the willies
for circus performers.

Yeah, that secret's
not gonna get around.

Wait. Thornquist.

Isn't that the name
of the 8 1/2-foot giant?
Think she's a descendant?

Rebecca Thornquist,
I'm guessing?

Yeah?

I wanted to talk to you
about Enid Granier.

Yeah. I heard--
She's dead?

Yeah. I wanted to ask you
a few questions.

Could we do this outside?

I have a newborn I just
put down for the sitter,

and, actually,
I'm really late for work.

So if we could do this
quickly?
Yeah, sure.

Okay. Couple
of quick questions.

I heard you and Enid didn't
exactly see eye-to-eye...

on the town
redevelopment program.

Well, not that you'd
really see eye-to-eye
on anything.

[ Chuckling ]
You-- You know.
I mean, 'cause you're--

Yeah. Yeah, I know
what you mean.

Is that what
I pay my taxes for--

to put up with insults
like that?

Go ahead, do it. Ask me.
I know you're dying to.

Hey, how's the weather
up there?

[ Spits ]

Wow. Looks like rain.

You know, you just
spit on a cop.

Yeah, I spit at his feet.
You gonna arrest me for that?

I'm thinking
I might wait until
the murder of Enid Granier.

You'll be waiting a while.

It's true. I didn't want
tourists rolling through here
with their cameras,

gawking at us
like we're freaks.

I speak for a lot of people
when I say that just
because our ancestors...

were part of some sideshows,
doesn't mean that we
should have to be.

We're normal people.
We're trying to lead
normal lives.

Enid bringing
this tourist thing back--
it divided the town in half.

I have a right to my privacy,
and I have a right
to my opinion.

Yeah. Enid had a right,
you know, not to be dead.
I didn't kill her.

I circulated petitions,
I led city council protests,

but it never, ever
sunk to the level
of personal attacks.

Really?

'Cause, uh, Ben Pershing--
he put you at the top
of his suspect list.

[ Scoffing ]
Ben Pershing.

Ben Pershing would
sell his own mother if he
thought there was a buck in it,

which I heard
he needs for his end
of the circus thing of theirs.

He's the one you should be
talking to about Enid's murder.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to get to work.

- You might want
to get that fixed.
- Get what fixed?

- Your taillight.
- Oh.

Right. Thanks.

[ Carlos ]
Here we are.
Enid Granier's house.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]
[ Chuckles ]

What's that?
Oh, it's, uh, Sam.

She heard about the case.
She's busting my chops.

You never chuckle like that
when I bust your chops.

She's better
at busting my chops.

I know what chops
she's better at busting.
What is that?

Looks like it's full steam ahead
on the, uh, crown jewel.

[ Jim ]
Which now only
belongs to Pershing.

[ Vomiting ]
Ooh. Nice.

Yech.
One too many
last night maybe?

I don't know.
Out in this heat,
no protection from the sun--

looks like a case
of heat exhaustion.

Good thing he's, uh, hydrating.

[ Worker ]
Fill it up.

Do we need a warrant?

I take that as a no.

Exigent circumstances.
She's dead.

[ Loud Thump ]
Oh!

[ Carlos Laughing ]
Oh, really?

What? That was funny.

Ow!

[ Jim, Laughing ]
No. That funny.

[ Carlos ]
I couldn't see.
The lights are out.

Must have been
a power outage.

Hey.

The Human Blockhead.
Human Unicorn.

[ Chuckling ]
Oh.

- Greta, the Mule-faced Woman.
- What the--

On the carny circuit,
she had the reputation
of being a kind and gentle soul.

Well, she had to have
one hell of a personality.

Yeah. Gave half her earnings
to charity.

Do you do that?
Do you?

[ Sighs ]
I'm telling you,

Enid Granier certainly
was into the history
of this town.

Either that or she liked
to surround herself...

with people that are
stranger than she is.

Cheers.
Cheers.

[ Laughs ]
Really?

You really type that slow,
or are you just trying
to annoy me?

The Kevin Fowler investigation
took over four years, all right?

My statement of facts
is gonna take all night.

You might want
to go catch a movie.

Or I can try
to move this along.

What are those for?

My experience is
you work a little faster...

when you know you have
a cold one waiting for you
on the other end.

You know that about me, huh?

I know all kinds
of things about you--
and learning more every day.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]
Oh.

[ Rings ]
Yeah?

He what?
A change of heart?

I didn't know
the sick bastard had one.

Yeah. No.
That's-- That's great news.

I'll schedule my flight.

Uh, Kevin Fowler
waived extradition.
What?

We don't have
to file anything.
I'm going back to Chicago.

[ Door Opens ]
[ Carlos ] I just got
Enid Granier's tox screen back.

Found trace evidence of mercury
and arsenic in her system.

Was she being poisoned?
I don't know.

In small levels,
I can't be sure.

We know she was getting ready
for that locals-only event
tonight.

I'm gonna head over there,
see if there's anyone suspicious
hanging around.

Um-- We'll talk when I get back?

Yeah. Sure.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]
Yeah.

[ Manus ]
I have information
on Ben Pershing.

He was arrested twice in
the last decade for suspicion
to commit insurance fraud,

but he was never convicted.
[ Horn Blaring,
Siren Wailing ]

The guy sounds
a bit slippery.

Yeah, but smart enough
to beat the raps.

What's going on?
Looks like an emergency
at the Gibtown Museum.

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Horn Blaring ]
[ Sirens Wailing ]

[ Firefighters Shouting ]
[ Children Coughing ]

Is everyone out?

Mrs. Henley and one of her
students are still in there!
They need help!

Come on!
You got to go!

- You got to go!
- I can't get him!

All right. I'll lift.
You pull him out. Ready?

Pull!

[ Jim Grunting ]

All right!
Go, go, go!
Get out! Go!

You'll be all right.
Watch your step.

Here we go.
Watch your step.

[ Firefighter ]
Gotta get him
to the ambulance!

Yeah.
Got him.

[ Coughing ]

Ah!

This is what's left
of a wall timer.

It's been tampered with.
I'm gonna run some tests.

Thanks.

Oh, my God.
Pretty bad, huh?

You're not kidding.

I heard some people
were hurt.
A student and a teacher.

This was supposed
to be a special occasion
for the people of Gibtown.

- How could this happen?
- And your third insurance claim
in six years.

You're pretty unlucky, huh?
Or at least your insurance
companies are.

This wasn't me, Detective.

Heard you were running
pretty short on funds
for your half of the circus.

But, hey, with a big
insurance payout, now
not only can you break ground,

but with her half
already in escrow,
the entire thing belongs to you.

Well, that is a good theory,
Detective.

Only I detect one small problem
with it.

I didn't have insurance.
Couldn't find an agent
to write me a policy.

Yeah. Well, filing two claims
under suspicious circumstances
will do that to you.

Not this time, Detective.

This fire was obviously
meant to intimidate me against
moving forward with our plans.

These antidevelopment nuts
killed Enid...

and then tried to destroy
artifacts that celebrate
this town's unique history.

And you are damn right
that this fire was no accident,

'cause that's exactly
what her killer had in mind.

- Daniel, get me a list
of the items in this exhibit.
- Destroyed or salvaged?

Both.
You got it.

Oh, my God.
Are you okay?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

How are the student
and the teacher?

The teacher was treated
and released.

But the boy, he suffered
more extensive injuries.

Not that you're paying
attention, so--

What? No. Sorry.
[ Man ]
Jackass!

What?
Yeah, it's all gone.

- Every damn bit of my family's
past is gone, thanks to you!
- Hey, hey, hey!

Take your hands off me!
What's going on here?

I tell this guy he can have
anything he wants from the fire
that was his family's.

Those were my family's things!
And he attacks me!

Your plan to take Gibtown
back to the dark ages
already cost Enid her life!

I had nothing to do with that.
This fire has destroyed
my family's heritage.

Whoa! Hey!
Okay. We're outside. Now.

Do not touch me!
I'll call my lawyer!

We good now?
Yeah.

I need to know
your name.
Kyle Bertram.

Bertram.
As in the brochure?

Yeah, that brochure.

My moms were the Siamese twins.

Your moms?

Oh, right.

Wait. How does--
How does that work?

Do you-- Do you have one--
Yeah, just one dad,
like everyone else.

Right. Huh.

Um, anyway, what do you have
against the development?
You kidding?

These jackass tourists
stare at us enough.

Now Enid and that ass wipe
want to destroy...

one of the most pristine tracts
of natural wetlands
in the state...

to build
their three-ring monstrosity.

Making you what-- a tree hugger,
a rabid environmentalist?

A biologist from the county.

How far would you go
to protect the environment?

Further than I'm gonna
admit to a cop.

I love Gibtown.

It's like this perfect estuary
of Florida's primal ecosystem.

Where were you
the night before last
when Enid Granier was killed?

I was alone in the Everglades
studying the nocturnal
predatory habits...

of the Procyon lotor
and the Eurynorhynchus pygmeus.

Raccoon and Spoon-billed Heron.

I have a camp out there.

So I probably can't go
and ask the Euryno-nos--
whatever...

to corroborate your story.

I didn't kill Enid.

I may be antidevelopment,
but why the hell would I
destroy keepsakes...

that my moms donated to
the original museum collection
years ago?

I don't know yet.

I'm still studying
the predatory habits
of whoever did.

But as soon as I get
the results of my study,

I'll be sure
to let you know.

Stay away from him.

- Can I help you?
- Hi.

Hi.

You're the guy who pulled us
out of the fire.

I never got a chance
to thank you.

Oh, just-- Hey, doing my job.

You-- These are really good.

Uh, do you teach this?

I teach all disciplines of art,
but wood carving is my passion.

Right. No, my uncle
got me into whittling.

I mean, I made
a wooden duck once.

Well, actually,
it looked more like
a football with eyes, so--

My experience--
you should just call it
a football with eyes.

Right.
[ Laughs ]

I'm sorry.
Are you from here?

I'm from all over, actually,
but Gibtown is my home now.

I moved here just out of college
when the art teacher's job
opened up.

If you got a minute,
can I ask you about the fire?

Oh, right. Your burn--
it's really not that bad.

They said it might scar.

No. Look, I can't say
my opinion's professional,

but I think you'll be fine.

Here. Have a look.

No, no, it's okay.
I believe you.
No, it's--

Okay.

Uh, did you see or hear anything
unusual at the exhibit?

Before the fire,
I heard a pop.

A pop?
What, like an explosion?

The fire and smoke
spread quickly.

People were running out.
They knocked over a display case
that fell on my student Mark.

And did you see anyone
acting suspiciously?

When I went to pick up
the case from Mark,
I noticed someone leaving.

But unlike anyone else,
I sensed a calm
about this person.

A man? A woman?
Big? Tall? Short? No?
I couldn't tell you.

In between
the fire and the smoke
and helping Mark, I--

I really just got
a flash of someone.

You think Mark
got a better look?

He might have.

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, Sam.

Mark was awake and talking
two hours ago.

I didn't want
to talk to him
till you got here.

[ Footsteps ]

Rebecca, we're here
to see the boy that--

- I'm sorry.
He's unavailable right now.
- Why? I was just told--

A C.T. scan revealed that
he suffered a cerebral edema.
Doctors have to operate.

Mark is being transported
to a larger facility
in the next county.

Excuse me.
I need to call his parents.

Sorry.

Hey, it's none
of my business
who you text...

or roll out of bed with
to go for your morning run.

Okay, Callie.
You know what?
Hey, stop.

If you're mad,
just say you're mad.
I'm not mad.

Instead of this
passive-aggressive "sneak attack
out of nowhere" thing.

- Out of nowhere?
- Yeah.

You're still seeing your old
flame from Chicago, and I'm
trying to adjust to that.

- I'm not seeing Sam.
- Just every chance
you get, right?

And using some
paper-thin excuse,

like it has
something to do
with the Kevin Fowler case.

You know what?
It did have something to do
with the Kevin Fowler case.

And for your information,
Kevin Fowler has waived
his extradition,

so Sam is leaving.

She's leaving?
Yeah, leaving, Callie.

As in gone, never coming
back from Chicago-- gone.

I'm sorry.
For what?

I'm just... sorry.

I know that you guys
were getting close again.

Okay. Either tall people
are really bad drivers...

or someone
was really pissed
at Rebecca Thornquist.

I wonder if there's a--
Oh, yeah.

- [ Cell Phone Beeps ]
- Daniel.

I need you to do
something for me.

Detective, I retrieved
the security footage from
the parking lot like you asked.

Do you know
what happened to the car?

This is what broke
Ms. Thornquist's taillight.

[ Jim, Chuckling ]
Ooh!

I guess it's true
what they say.

The angriest things in life
do come in small packages.

And this is why
she did it.

[ Jim ] Hah. Well, so much
for not sinking to the level
of personal attacks.

I just spoke
to the fire marshal.

Their investigative unit found
trace evidence of powdered
magnesium in the wall timer.

Like a timed
incendiary device?
Mm-hmm.

Obviously timed to go off
during a crowded exhibit.

Or maybe not.
The power went out
earlier that day.

That would've thrown off
any time that was set.

Either way,
if that student dies,

we're looking
at another murder charge.
Right.

Daniel.
I gotta go.

Check with any fireworks
or hobby suppliers,
wholesale distributors.

See if anyone from Gibtown
has purchased magnesium
recently.

Okay. The serial number
on the baby stroller
we found the victim in--

It was ordered online.

I was able to trace it
by lot number,

through distributor,
from the manufacturer,

right up to the person
it was delivered to.

Let me guess.
Rebecca Thornquist.

[ Thornquist ]
The baby stroller was given
to me as a baby-shower gift.

I would sometimes leave it
on the screened-in porch
after our evening walks.

It was stolen from my porch
in the middle of the night.

Why didn't you
say that before?
Because-- I don't know.

I knew how it would look.

Trust me,
Enid may have been small,

but she was intimidated
by no one, okay?

Just because
someone's diminutive...

does not mean
they can't be a bitch.

Enid was aggressive,
she was combative,

and she knew how
to push your buttons.

Got it. Three-foot-tall
bitch on wheels...

that was pushing your buttons,
and you snapped.

No. I swear,
I did not kill Enid.

We just argued,
and it got a little heated.

We found arsenic and mercury
in her system.

You know what?
Tell her what you told me.

Medical centers carry arsenic
for use in cancer treatments,

and mercury is found
in medical lab kits.

You see where we're going
with this, right?

- You were poisoning her.
- No!

Look, I never should have
withheld information,

but I swear
I did not kill Enid.

Well, if we find one trace
of magnesium on either sole
of your shoes, we'll be back.

So Sam's leaving?

Yeah, she's leaving.
Look, I'm sorry.

It's just every time I'd call
or want to come over,
she was there, and--

She was there, Jim.
It's not my imagination.

And there's something there.

Well, she's leaving now, so--

And your situation
hasn't changed.

My situation
is a little logistical.

But I will call
the U.S. marshal...

and make an appointment
for me and Jeff
to see his dad.

Jeff was just there,
and they aren't
really flexible,

but I-- I'll try.

[ Jim ]
Is there something going around,
like the flu or something?

Not that I know of.
Why?

That guy was working
on Enid's property.

He was throwing up then too.

Hey, convince him to let us
review his medical records.

Okay. But what
are you thinking?

It's just a hunch at this point,
which I need to check
at Enid's property.

I'll meet up with you later?

[ Flies Buzzing ]

[ Gasps ]

Uh! Son of a b--
[ Exhales ]

[ Daniel ]
It's an adolescent
Burmese python.

[ Jim ]
Burmese python.

Like a lot of exotic species,
people buy them as pets,

then release them
when they get too big.

It's estimated that there
are over a hundred thousand
in the Florida Everglades.

But only adolescent pythons
climb trees.

They stop as they get larger.

So the python was dead
before it fell on me.
But dead how?

I'm gonna need
a time of death.

Time of death
could be tricky.

Snakes are cold-blooded,
so his liver temp
is useless.

- But maybe if I start with--
- Daniel, he's kidding.

But I can give you
cause of death
with some degree of certainty.

Arsenic and mercury,
right?
Just like the squirrel.

I'm betting high levels
in rodents contaminated
this guy's food supply.

So Enid Granier wasn't being
poisoned deliberately,

just deliberately
bashed in the head.

Something on her property
was poisoning her.
Looks that way.

Wait a minute.

They've already
broken ground
on the circus, right?

Wasn't there supposed to be
an environmental-impact
study done...

prior to them
getting the go-ahead?

Usually.
Find out
which agency did that.

Yeah. On it.

So, I hear she's leaving.

Hey.
Hey.

You're gonna leave
without saying good-bye?

My flight's tomorrow night.

I was--
I was just packing up.

Right.

I wouldn't leave
without saying good-bye.

No, no. I know that.

It's not good-bye good-bye,
is it?

Can we talk in my--

What's going on here?

What do you mean?
You know what I mean.

We're back at
the same place, Jimmy,
except this time,

instead of my fiancé
standing between us,
it's Callie.

And 1,500 miles.

No, Callie's married, Sam,
and finding it very hard
to get out of.

But she is gonna
get out of it.

I've been pretty patient.

You need to be.

Telling somebody that you
don't love them anymore--
it's not easy.

- Why are you telling me this?
- Because--

You and I both know
how unfair triangles are.

Sometimes you just
have to make a decision,

or life makes one for you.

Yeah, well, there--
There's still that 1,500 miles.

[ Daniel ]
Detective?

Oh, sorry.

I found the agency
which signed off on the
environmental-impact analysis.

It was the county,
by a guy named--

Kyle Bertram, right?
Yeah.

I'm also told he resigned today
unexpectedly.

What?

Uh--
Go. I'll be here.

I don't know about you, but
I'm getting some real headway
in my predatory studies.

You, on the other hand--
you're throwing in the towel.

Really makes me wonder why.

[ Scoffs ]
It's time to move on, man.

Or you realized
that we've discovered
the arsenic and mercury...

that's polluting
Enid Granier's property,

despite which you signed off on
the environmental-impact survey.

I'm guessing so we
don't go digging around,
find what else you got buried.

Yes? No?
Raccoon got your tongue?

Nah.

[ Grunts ]

[ Engine Starts ]

[ Grunting ]

You're under arrest
for the murder
of Enid Granier.

[ Jim ] You tested this soil
three months ago for
the environmental-impact study.

That's when you realized
that it was contaminated.

So you either had something
to gain by signing off on it...

or something to lose if it
ever got out that toxic waste
was dumped here.

Hey, you're already on the hook.

Cooperating now can only help.

[ Exhales ] I--
Okay. See you
at sentencing.

Wait. Just wait.

All right. I--

A couple years ago, I got drunk
with an old college friend...

who was the head of operations
for a local coal power plant.

He said that they had
more toxic waste than they
could dispose of legally.

Getting an exemption
involved red tape and money,

which was cutting
into his profit sharing.

Well, we wouldn't want
this silly little planet...

cutting into his profit sharing,
now, would we?

Not when he can just pay you
to let him dump it
on Enid's property.

What did you call it--
a perfect estuary
of Florida's primal ecosystem?

It was a stupid idea, I know.
No. Actually,
it was a great idea.

Just morally bankrupt
and illegal as hell.

So what, that was before
Pershing and Enid decided
on developing the property?

- He told me the containers
were leak-proof.
- [ Scoffs ]

I knew Enid's schedule-- when
she was in and out of town--

and my buddy brought in
his trucks one night
when she was gone.

Because no one would think twice
about kids being born in Gibtown
with webbed feet and six digits?

You think
I wanted this to happen?

I don't think you hated
the money.

I think
you killed Enid Granier...

to stop the development that
would expose your little scam.

I didn't kill Enid. She could
be prickly at times, sure,
but I liked her, okay?

She was a self-made millionaire.
I respected that.

You got a funny way
of showing it, man.

If all I cared about--
If all I cared about
was the money,

I could've sued the museum
for my family's heirlooms
and sold them a long time ago.

They're worth--
They're worth a lot more
than what I got for this.

[ Man ]
Seal it up.

[ Cell Phone Beeps ]

Daniel, can you
check something for me?

Check with any curios buyers,
sellers.

See if anything in Gibtown's
just come up for sale.

Hot off the presses.

That worker you asked about--
Wayne Lee Hunton--

has stage III
arsenic and mercury poisoning.

It confirms what you found
on Enid Granier's property.

For him to be suffering levels
like that, exposure must have
been going on for years.

Years?
Yeah, and we caught it
just in time.

Another few weeks,
he would've died
of liver and kidney failure--

which seems
to disappoint you.
No, no.

If it's been going on that long,
then Bertram might not
have thought...

that it'd ever come back
and bite him in the ass.

His motive for killing Enid
just got weaker.

Oh. Yeah.

Well, I could see
why someone being innocent
would be disappointing.

No. It's just--
I kind of took Bertram
into custody for murder.

Oh.

Um, did you contact
the U.S. marshal's office?

I did, and they said
they understood...

why I would want a face-to-face
meeting with my family...

and why that was
a priority for me--

Just not
the marshal's office.
Yeah.

You need a hand with it?
What?

I could get Colleen
to make a call.

No. I don't
really feel comfortable
involving other people in that.

Right. No.

No. Big decision like that,
you want to be sure.

Can you come here a minute?

Okay. I'm just
gonna ask you this.

Have you been sleeping with Sam
this whole time?

Really? That's what
you want to ask me?

It's a simple question.

Did I ask you if you were
sleeping with your husband
the whole time?

Because I wasn't,
which wasn't easy.

Because of Ray's expectations.

She's just a friend, Callie.

She is not just a friend,
and you know it.

You know what? If you want
to pretend like you don't know
what's bothering me, fine.

But you want to know
what I think?

I think that before we both
go diving into this thing
like a bunch of idiots,

you should figure out
what's going on with you...

and play this whole thing
with Sam out.

There's nothing to play out.

Really? You sure about that?
Because I don't think you are.

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

What?

Hey. Simmer down now, honey.

Right. Sorry.
Yeah, okay.

Well, Daniel did a search for
prominent curios buyers, like
you asked, and he found one.

A woman said she was contacted
by e-mail by someone offering
valuable relics from Gibtown.

Of course,
this anonymous person didn't
make their identity known.

- Was a meeting set up?
- Mm-hmm. For today at 5:00 p.m.

Okay. So we need a female
undercover officer...

who's sophisticated enough
to pull off being a prominent
curios buyer.

Know anyone
who fits that bill?

[ Two-way Radio Static ]
So, do you have head shots?

[ Chuckling ]

You said you worked undercover
at a modeling agency.

You must have had head shots.
[ Radio Static ]

Yeah. As part of
a murder investigation,

I can always get Daniel
to dig up--
Don't even think about it.

Hold on.

Woman with the stroller--
that's Rebecca Thornquist.

She's one of our suspects.

That's either really sick--
bringing your baby to a crime
you're about to commit--

or you're at the wrong bench.

Are you sure
you're at the right place?

Or third option--
there's no baby
in the stroller,

to make way
for the priceless artifact.

Excuse me. Hi.

Are you... her?

Should I follow her?

No. You stay.

You've either spooked her,
or it's not Freak of Nature 9.

I'll follow her.

It's a beautiful day,
isn't it?
[ Chuckles ]

Yeah, it's, uh--
It is.

Did you drive?

Yeah, I did.
Good.

[ Ben ] Wow.
This is the new Kia Optima.

Mm-hmm.
Right? Very nice.

Navigation system.
Satellite radio?

Yep.

Panoramic sunroof!
I like these.

Yeah.
Okay.

So, where are you
taking me?

Oh, it's not far.

Something this valuable,
you can't be too careful.

Right.
Right?

[ Female Voice ]
In 20 yards, turn right.
Yes. Do that.

Just turn right and pull up
behind that blue van.

Okay.
It's a dead end.

Blue van.
You should be fine.

Okay.
Be prepared to be amazed.

[ Both Chuckling ]

Is that it?
Yep.

A dress?

Oh, not just a dress--
the dress.

Their dress.

[ Manus ]
Um--

Like I said,
you can't be too careful.
Don't worry about that.

It belonged to
the Bertram Siamese twins.

Now, the sisters donated it
to the city of Gibtown
60 years ago,

and it comes complete with
a certificate of authenticity.

Quarter mil, as we discussed, or
me and this one-of-a-kind walk.

Sounds good.
I'll take it.

Very nice decision.

I'll just have
to wire you the money.

Wait. Hold-Hold on a second.
Wire?

No one said anything
about a-a wire.
The deal was cash.

Yeah, well, I don't have
$250,000 on me.

So what the hell
are you doing here?

The deal was cash--
$250,000 cash.

You are the buyer I contacted,
right?

- [ Gun Cocks ]
- Hey, Benny boy.
How's tricks?

- What the hell?
- Where the hell
have you been?

Following you
from a safe distance.
Yeah, a little too safe.

I know this probably
seems a little--
Give me a chance to explain.

There's nothing
to explain, Benny.
We're all clear here.

I'm arresting you
for the murder
of Enid Granier.

What?
You're going
to prison.

- Prison?
- We done?

Why, thank you,
Daniel.

The real buyer just confirmed
the dress was the most valuable
piece in the exhibit.

But, hey, you knew that,
since you were selling it
to finance your development.

When Enid found out you were
conning her-- didn't have
your end of the money--

she tried to pull out
of the deal,
you killed her.

No. I tried to sell the dress
because she was dead.

I did not kill my partner.

You did buy magnesium
from the hobby store.
We just confirmed it.

You said yourself the killing
and the fire were related.

So you know what?
I'm gonna take that
as a confession of both.

What? I never-- Listen.

Half the items in that museum
were either cheap replicas
or worthless, okay?

I figured I could get
a little more money,

the highest price possible,
for the Siamese twin dress...

if it had been "saved"
from the fire.

I needed the money
to help finance my project.

You're just damn lucky that kid
pulled through, or you'd be
facing a double murder charge.

The timer was supposed to go off
at 3:00 when nobody
was in the building.

How was I supposed to know
that there was a power outage?

I love Gibtown.
Why would I want
to hurt my own people?

I don't know.
Maybe 'cause you're
exploiting your own people...

for your own personal gain.
And theirs.

Listen to me.
My grandfather Percy--

he was in the carnival circuit
for 20 years.

Best time of his life.
That's what he told me.

Money was good.
He was in the spotlight.

And then, of course,
the politically correct
stuck their noses in,

and they called his performance
exploitative.

And then, before he knew it,
he was living in a trailer.

No money, no job, destitute--
could barely scrape by.

Of course, people
still gawked at him.
They took pictures for free.

Let me ask you a question.
Where were the politically
correct...

when my grandfather
was unemployed...

and scraping by
for the rest of his life?

My father never felt
a day of shame
his entire life.

Why should I feel any for trying
to help the people who I love--
the people of Gibtown?

** [ Brass Band: March ]
[ Ship Horn Tooting ]

[ Man On P.A. ]
Welcome to Gibsonton,
ladies and gentlemen.

The locals call it Gibtown.

This place was once called
"the strangest town in America."

Have you ever wondered what
became of those human oddities
from the old carnival sideshows?

Well, wonder no more.
They came here to retire.

[ Continues, Indistinct ]

[ Cell Phone Beeps ]

Daniel, has anyone not claimed
any items salvaged by the fire?

[ Hammering ]

What's that gonna be?
Florida panther.

It seems appropriate.

I heard they
only kill at night.

Oh, I have something
that belongs to you.

Or should I say
your grandmother--
Greta, the Mule-faced Woman.

This was the only item
salvaged from the fire
that no one reclaimed.

You know, some people
value this at over $60,000.

Of course, it only
has that kind of value
for someone who wants it,

not someone who's so
ashamed of it they can't stand
to have it in their own house.

You didn't settle here
in Gibtown, did you?

You've lived here
your entire life.

My grandmother wore that
at the beginning
of her performances.

After a build-up
by the carnival barker,

she'd lift her veil,
which always got a shriek
from the audience--

the sight
of my grandmother's face,

assuring them
their money's worth.

I've heard she's alive
and in your care.

Please, leave her
out of this.

You knew Rebecca Thornquist kept
a stroller on her front porch,
didn't you?

And Gibtown being the kind of
place it is, where neighbors
know and trust each other,

you knew exactly where you
could find something you
could use to move Enid's body.

So, you're working late
one night.

Enid, out for a stroll,
comes walking by excited about
the opening of the museum--

an excitement
you didn't share.

I just wanted to talk.

We're a small community
who share a common bond.

Why did she have to ruin it
to make a profit?

So you argued,
and then that ended with you
swinging this at her head.

You can't even stand to look
at yourself in the mirror.

All you feel is shame--

shame of who you are,
where you're from,

shame for your own grandmother.

You have no idea what it's like
to take care of someone
like my grandmother.

We go out.
Everybody laughs, stares.

At least the people in town
try to look away.

But the tourists--
[ Scoffs ]

they think $15 entitles them
to point their cameras
and make jokes.

That's something you tried
to tell Enid, right?
But she wouldn't listen.

She laughed at me.

Laughed and said
I was being too sensitive.

Said I was being
a freak about it.
Said I was the freak.

She called me a freak.

Yeah, well--
Maybe she was onto something.

Thank you.
[ Police Radio Chatter ]

Hey.

Hey.

Sorry. Uh, I thought
you'd gone.

No. I said
I would wait for you.

Right. Yeah. I'm--

We still need to--
Yeah, we still need
to talk, right?

Well, I-- I figured
you'd come back here.

You never could go home.
[ Chuckles ]

Listen, Sam.
Uh, about what
you said earlier.

There is something
going on here
between you and me.

And, look, I thought
this was completely done,

and, after what happened,

I could never
feel the same way
about you again.

You really hurt me, Sam.

I-- I know I did.

And then you appear
out of nowhere
in my backyard.

Felt like I was kicked
in the stomach.

Well, I guess I don't know
how I feel about that.

Who knows? I mean,

if things had worked out
differently or...

we both still lived
in Chicago--

Right.

The dreaded 1,500 miles.
Yeah.

Because, um, actually, I--
I thought about that,

and, um, I thought
I'd make a few calls,

and it turns out
there's a job opportunity
at the F.D.L.E. in Homicide.

Not here, but here in Florida,
in Sugarloaf.

Su--
That's driving distance.

I mean, who knows
if I would even get it,

but I've been passed up
for promotion twice now
by the Bureau in Illinois.

But how would you feel
if I did?

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

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[ Line Rings ]

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[ Recorded Voice ]
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Leave a message.

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