All language subtitles for Rosewood s02e07 Lidocaine and Long-term Lust.eng

[French Horn Rebellion's "Girls" plays]

That's it.

A little bit lower with the hands there,
Ken.

[Camera shutter clicks]

Beautiful. Fantastic. Perfect.

Press yourself right up against her,
Ken.

[Camera shutter clicking] There it is.

Beautiful. There you go. Excellent.

Carina, sweetheart, shoulder.
Open, open to me.

There you go. [Camera shutter clicking]

I got what I need. Let's move on.

Ken. Is everything okay?

Yeah. Never been better.

Burke: Max.

I-It's "Freddy."

You can make that
clear for your name tag

when you're cutting hair at the mall.

In the meantime, get Carina a wig.

I'm sorry, Ms. Burke.

I know I've done it before, but, um,

I don't want to wear wigs anymore.

I have the greatest
respect for your magazine,

but this is who I am, and...

I feel really good about it.

[Sighs] If you need to replace me,
I understand.

Fine.

Go.

Let's go!
This light won't capture itself.

Carina, love, please... Smile.

[Camera shutter clicks]

[Thunder crashes]

[Lock clicks]

[Alarm beeping]

[Lock clicks]

[Alarm continues]

[Keypad beeping]

[Alarm stops, Carina sighs]

[Beep]

[Chimes tinkle]

[Doorbell buzzes]

[Exhales sharply]

[Beep]

Good morning, beautiful.

[Groaning] Good morning.

Wow.

I guess we made the most of Kayla

being at that sleepover, huh?

[Chuckles] Didn't we just go to sleep?

Mm. Yeah, we did.

[Giggles]

A good, healthy breakfast
should help get us going.

Mm.

Some lentil granola and
some grated carrots.

Mmm. That should hit the spot, right?

[Both chuckle]

I know a place, too.

It's called my kitchen.

[Both chuckle]

And I deliver to the bedroom.

Oh, that sounds healthy,

but I have the breakfast shift at work.

Mm. How about lunch instead?

Rosie, you don't have to do that.

Do what?

Make a lunch date with me,
then cancel because of work.

All right, come on.
You know me... Cancel for work?

Come on.

Okay, okay, all right.

I've been bad in the past,

but today's gonna be you,
me, and quinoa makes three.

I promise.

[Sighs]

People see a scar like mine,
all they can see is tragedy.

But I look at it,
and all I can be is grateful.

Oh, you're good.

Yeah? You're really good.

[Both chuckle]

Do you mind if I join you?

I mind if you don't.

What happened to the breakfast shift?

Mm. They're lousy tippers.

[Moaning]

Daisie: [Laughs] That was so much fun!

Hornstock: Takes a lot of work.

You didn't look tired.

- I know.
- That's some muscles.

[Clears throat]

[Squeals] Good morning.

Next time you want to
"listen to Color Me Badd" all night,

remember someone else lives here, too.

- Not a fan?
- Mnh-mnh.

- Mira.
- Mm. Yeah.

E-Stocky, why don't you go to the store?

I think we need some more half-and-half.

No, there's some right here.

Papi-chulo. [Speaks Spanish]

[Groans] Okay?

And we'll listen to more
Color Me Badd tonight.

- Yeah, you promise?
- I promise you.

Okay. I'll go to the store.

- Mm-hmm.
- All right, but I'm on bass next time.

I can't wait.

Ah, give me that turn,
give me that turn.

- Like this?
- Yeah. [Giggles]

I can't wait.

Bye.

Bye!

[Door opens]

[Speaks Spanish]

?Que pasa, mija? H?blame.

Listen, Ma,
I know you want me to be happy,

but... I'm just not ready
to look for Mr. Right.

But what's wrong with
looking for Mr. Right Now?

Ma, what are you planing?

Nothing for you to worry about, mija.

[Cellphone chimes] Mm-hmm.

Looks like your plan's
gonna have to wait.

[Engine shuts off]

[Yawns]

Thank you.

I'd say "Good morning,"
but it looks like

you're about four hours short on sleep.

Insomnia?

Let's go with that.

Insomnia's got ears, you know.
And feelings.

What's going on with you?

- Me? Nothing. Why?
- [Scoffs] Yeah.

You see, to most people,
it would seem that way,

but there's something... off.

I mean, you're usually happier

when you're in a new relationship.

And you're happy all the time,

even when you're not
in a new relationship.

[Button beeps]

I know a thing or two
about being attached.

It might not feel good
while it's happening,

but it doesn't mean it's unhealthy.

What I heard last night was unhealthy.

Listen, all I'm saying is,
you like this woman,

so it's okay for you to put
all your cards on the table.

Except your IBS.

That, you want to hold on to
until you know she's the one.

[Elevator bell dings]

I'm your friend, okay?

If something bothers you, it bothers me.

What about when I bother you

and it bothers me that I bother you?

All right, well,
I'm just gonna walk ahead here.

The point is,

if you're not as Rosilicious,
Rosilla suffers.

Oh, God. Did I just say that?

My nicknames are rubbing off on you.
Don't fight it. Embrace it.

Or could it be you're afraid

things are moving too fast with Tawnya?

Or could it be
"Freeing an innocent man from prison

for two murders he didn't commit" thing?

- Oh, right. That thing.
- Yeah, that thing.

[Chimes tinkling]

Oh. State-of-the-art security.

Whoever lives here is scared of someone.

Hmm. If this model's
the one that lives here,

maybe she's scared of whoever did this.

Looks like they left some DNA behind.

Guys.

I've seen a lot of creepy
customers in my day,

but that takes the prize.

Someone posed her like a doll.

And added her to her own collection.

[Heartbeat]

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Lidocaine Long-term Lust

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Holy Mother of Symmetry.

This is you?

With a little reverb.

You know, isn't it funny

how the word "reverb"
is actually a noun?

Morning, everyone.

What, Mitchie say something weird again?

When does he not?

Carina Radnor.

Yeah, she won the genetic lottery.

I'm not so sure about that...

Scar tissue around
the lips and septum...

incision marks on the outer thigh.

She had help from the scalpel.

Mitchie: Who am I to judge?

There was a time where a
decent pair of butt implants

would have saved my marriage.

Wait, wait? Whose butt?

- Is this true, Mitchie?
- Which part?

- All of it. All the parts.
- All of the parts.

Um... Did... Did a clown show
up at my place last week? Yes.

Did I let him in?
Of course. Who wouldn't?

It's a clown.

But, I mean, it was after 9:00 P.M.,

so I should have realized
that something was suspicious.

I'm so worried right now.

Well, he was a process server.

Giggles was his name.

He served me my, um, divorce papers.

Talk about a past relationship
coming back to haunt you.

Bottom line... Um, this guy...
Pointing at myself...

Knows a thing or two about
men-and-lady stuff...

Or lady/lady stuff, for that matter.

I'm kind of an expert.

So, if anyone... And now I'm pointing

at the three of you...
Need advice in the love world...

- We do not. We don't. No.
- No, no. We're good. No, no.

A-Are you okay?

I mean, we could talk it out,
if you like.

Yeah, I'm, uh... I don't think

I'm emotionally available for that yet.

Yeah, we should get back to work.

Yes. Yes.

Plastic surgery addiction... I mean,

that can be one on a
laundry list of things.

Run a full tox.

There's a smudge on that dress.

Looks like makeup.

Makes sense... She was a model.

Get the brand name and shade,

make sure it matches
what Carina's wearing.

Yes, we will use near-infrared
spectroscopy to compare?

[Camera shutter clicks]

Blunt force trauma to the skull...

Could have been what killed her.

Get X-rays and check for fractures...

Cheek lacerations, facial fractures.

Let's find out everything that was done

to Carina's body when she was alive.

That could lead us to
our cause of death.

[Camera shutter clicks]

Is it me,

or is this the best-looking
suspect pool we ever had?

Yeah, a little more rest,
a little more zinc,

you'll be right there with them.

Get out of here. Really?

Okay, a lot... A lot more zinc.

I got the DNA results

from the blood you
found on Carina's wall.

Unfortunately, it didn't match
her or anyone in the system,

but I was able to get
the security footage

from her place last night.

Oh, great. Our killer's an L.E.D. lamp.

No, our killer didn't want their face

caught on a security camera.

Carina did disarm the
locks in her apartment

right after this video was taken.

- So...
- She knew her killer.

Which is why I made a
timeline of her last 24 hours.

She did a photo shoot with
Haute Fashion magazine.

Well, that explains the makeup
that was on her dress...

Brand name Sunkissed, Shade Number Four.

It was just one shade darker
than what Carina was wearing.

Well,
we just have to figure out which one

of our gorgeous suspects
was Sunkissed Number Four.

Witnesses said Carina had
a fight with the editor...

Ronna Burke.

I'm gonna go talk to her now.

- [Cellphone vibrates] Count me in.
- Okay.

Rosie. Not feeling the need
to crash this interrogation?

Oh, well, you know that I'm all
about the third-wheel thrill,

but, um, I actually promised Tawnya

I wouldn't cancel our lunch.

Don't tell me you've found
a healthy work/life balance.

Guilty as charged.

Good for you.

But I'll let you know when the full
tox comes back in on the victim.

Thanks.

You know, your mom's got me keeping up

with all the Haute Fashion.

You know, for the articles.

Mm. Not bad... not bad at all.

Yeah, how are things going with her?

Let's just say your mom
knows all about my IBS.

Call Charles,
Get me a court for tomorrow,

and fire that photographer
I mentioned three weeks ago.

I'll have the ropa vieja from
Paladar Vistamar for lunch.

Detective Annalise Villa, East Miami PD.

Detective Ira Hornstock. Big fan.

We need to ask you a few
questions about Carina Radnor.

She was murdered last night.

Oh, good.

Excuse me?

Next month's layout is here.

Hey, did you... Did you not hear us?

Murdered. Last night. Carina.

And we heard you fought with
her at a photo shoot yesterday.

It was my shoot.
And yes, we had a tiff, which was odd.

Why's that?

Well, for someone with such good looks,

Carina wasn't very confident.

If a doormat had a doormat,
it would have been Carina.

Yesterday was the first time
she ever stood up to me.

Well,
it must have been something important.

She refused to wear a wig.

Oh. Not like that's a motive for murder.

Villa: Where were you last night?

At a fundraiser for hungry children,

where 300 other people saw me.

So no, I did not kill Carina.

She ticked you off, though.

I discovered Carina.

I made her the best model in this town.

She had fans who were obsessed with her.

But had she lived, she'd never
would have worked for me again.

Think any of her fans crossed the line

from obsession to murder?
[Exhales sharply]

There was a man who just
missed handsome at the shoot.

I think he'd been removed
from the set a few times.

Gave off quite the stalker vibe.

That description come with hair color,
maybe?

He had a forgettable face,
so I forgot him.

You, on the other hand,
are a prime example of symmetry.

If you're interested...

Thank you for your time, Ms. Burke.

Symmetry.

[Ringing]

Rosewood: Hey,
thought we had a lunch date at 1:00.

Just calling to make
sure you're all right.

Let me know.

[Cellphone vibrates]

TMI: This is good.

[Door closes]

Hey!

How was your date?

Try the $2 Tuesday taquitos at
that place I told you about?

Or did you skip the acid reflux
and go straight to the sack?

- Ew!
- Sorry.

- Inappropriate.
- Yeah, I know.

For the record,
I never get to skip the acid reflux.

Tawnya stood me up... Said she forgot.

Wow... For the first time,

suddenly, the three of you have
nothing to say. Interesting.

No, it's sounds
like maybe she pulled a Rosie.

Pippy: Oh, come on, you know...
peacing out

before she has to make
any long-term commitments.

Okay, I have never "pulled a Rosie."

If that were true,
it wouldn't be named after you.

Maybe you failed the single-mom test.

Oh!

- The... The what?
- Well, yeah, I mean,

you're an intelligent man
with a successful business.

You're fit, handsome, wealthy.

If I'm turning green,
it's the light and it's not jealously.

[Chuckles]

But Tawnya still has to make sure

that you're good father material.

TMI: Wow. Nobody panic.

Mitchie, you might be going through

a very weird non-divorce,
but you have a point.

All right,
cycle through the last 48 hours.

- What did you do wrong?
- Mm.

Okay. You guys are
overreacting to the situation.

Tawnya and I are fine, and...
we're fine.

Okay? Good.

All right, so,
what has this body told us?

Okay, uh, so radio-dense calluses

coupled with smooth
fractures on her nasal bone

indicate that Carina had a rhinoplasty

within the last month.

Collagen in her lips indicates

that she had a refill in
the last several weeks.

And breast implants, presenting with

yellowish-brown
discoloration and scarring

indicate an older procedure.

And we also examined the calvarium

and facial skeleton to
determine the extent of trauma.

[Monitor beeps] No damage
to the cranial vault.

Bingo, but what we did find
were shattered orbital bones.

Whoever was with her last
night really worked her over.

Okay, hand me the...

Handheld X-ray?

I'm way ahead of you.

[Click]

Whoever attacked her used their fists.

Check out the patterned injuries

superior to the left orbital ridge.

Spacing is consistent with knuckles.

Bones of the orbital rim
aren't easy to shatter,

so it's likely our perp injured
his own hand in the process.

But this trauma alone wouldn't
be enough to kill her.

- We still need a cause of death.
- Let's see.

Remodeled fractures along
the skull and the face,

healed parry fractures from
warding off the aggressor.

Last night wasn't the first
time Carina was attacked.

And I think I know who attacked her.

Ronna mentioned a stalker at the shoot.

Turns out, Carina filed a
restraining order last month

against Andrew Meyers.

I put a track and trace on his cell.

He's one of her obsessed fans?

That's what I thought at first.

Then I found a wedding
website he shared with Carina

right before they broke up.

Andrew isn't just a stalker.

He was Carina's fianc?.

Carina was a victim of domestic abuse.

And the track and trace
just put her abuser

on the same block as her loft.

Back up.

Stay away, please!

Just let me do this.

[Breathing heavily]

Carina's dead.

Why should I have to live?

He's forgetting the part where
he might have killed her.

It's not surprising,
considering he's exhibiting

constricted pupils, perspiration,

and myoclonic jerks.

Translation?

He's riding high off of a
meth-and-opiate cocktail

that would render him unstable
even if he wasn't holding a gun.

Okay, Andrew. Andrew, listen to me.

You're a good person... Deep down.

Yes, you are.

I can't fix this.

Nobody can fix this.

Come on, Andrew.

You pull that trigger,

you'll never get to read the
letters Carina wrote you.

What letters?

The letters where she
said she loved you.

That she forgave you.

Forgave me for what?

For loving her so much.

[Breathes shakily]

There you go.

Now, Andrew,
do me a favor and drop the gun.

Slowly put your hands behind your back.

When can I see the letters?

Never. They don't exist.

And because we believe you
killed Carina, they never will.

We can't get an admissible
confession until you sober up.

Guess you'll be spending
the night in holding.

Pick on someone your own size...
Or try to, anyway.

[Knock on door]

Hey.

Hey.

I, um...

I'm really sorry about today.

Look, if we're going too fast...

No, no, no. No, that's not it.

It's... um...

It's just...

Whatever it is, we can discuss it.

What is it?

Um...

My ex-husband... says

that if I don't come back to him, um...

he... He said he w-would, um...

Did he hit you?

No. He just says things.

Let me know exactly what he said.

That he would kill me.

And I believe him.

Where's Kayla?

At her friend's house.

- Where are you going?
- To get your stuff.

You and Kayla are gonna stay with
me till we solve this problem.

[Door opens]

Villa: We have a problem, Andrew.

You were once engaged to our victim,

your DNA matches the sample we took

from the hole punched in her wall,

and... oh, right... She's dead.

Carina put me through a lot.

Ohh! Did your little hand get
hurt when you punched her?

You need to vent.

Hey, there's something off with you.
And I know what it is.

I been in my fair share of
relationships that move fast.

I'm ready to listen.

Tawnya and Kayla moved in.

Wow. You took my advice.
You went all-in.

I like it.

It's only temporary.

Her ex-husband came back,
and he threatened her life.

So you didn't have a choice.

Another man threatens
your woman and her child,

you protect her at all costs.

That's what I'm doing.

Andrew, explain to me again
how you're the victim here.

Before Carina's first procedure,

not a lot of guys would have
given her a second look.

I did.

Oh. Lucky her.

I got her out of her dad's house, too.

She told me she'd never forget

that I was the one who
rescued her from her father.

So, Carina left one abuser for another.

It's the cycle of abuse.

And after one of our altercations...

Oh, come on.
You mean after you beat her up?

But after,
she had to get her face fixed.

She found this charity

that gives free plastic surgery to,
you know, victims.

Yeah, Operation Uplift.

We've referred patients there before.

She was hooked.

It was like she couldn't stop
until they made her perfect.

And she kicked you to the curb?

Six months ago.
Left in the middle of the night.

Didn't even say it to my face.

Is that why you killed her?

Because she dumped you,
then became a big-time model?

[Scoffs, sighs]

You know,
now that you're rehashing all this,

it's starting to become really clear.

Carina... She wasn't worth it.

She had her daddy demons
long before we ever met.

Plastic surgery wasn't gonna fix that.
Nothing would.

She was damaged goods.

Hey, Rosie.

I got this. I got this, Villa.

Have this all you want. I'm not moving.

You know what I see when I look at you,
Andrew?

I see a coward.

A coward who thrives at watching
a woman he claimed to love

suffer at his hand.

Carina's addiction,
her drive for perfection...

That's all on you.

You made her life hell.

And I am willing to bet

that she would rather die
than ever go back to you.

You're right.

I went to see her that night...
To tell her I'd changed.

But she didn't believe me.
I lost my temper.

- Did you hit her?
- No!

I punched a wall instead.

She just told me that she
was dating somebody else.

I-I don't know who.
But I didn't kill her. I swear.

Enough.

[Coin clatters]

Since when do you show up
at Hornstock's happy place?

Since the department
starting getting discounts

on Mayday bars.

Heat 'em up,
add a little whipped cream...

Gourmet junk food.

Oh, no, no. You don't eat junk food.

And you don't interrupt
my interrogation.

Hey. Look at me.

We're partners.

We're friends.

I need to know what's bothering you.

Tawnya and Kayla moved in.

What?

Your girlfriend of two
Saturdays is living with you?

Isn't that a little unRosie-like?

Might not be a bad thing.

Okay, let's see...
Rosie's eating junk food,

Rosie's going off on an abusive ex,

Tawnya has an ex,

Tawnya moves in with Rosie real fast...

Tawnya's ex came back.

Yeah, and he threatened her life.

So Tawnya and Kayla are staying with me

until he's no longer a problem.

Abusers don't go away,
so when will that be?

Hey. So, forensic tech
pulled pictures of this guy

off Carina's phone.

He was at the photo shoot
the day Carina died.

Ken Daltry, male model.

Stay here. Cool off.

[Coin clatters]

[Knock on door]

Ken Daltry?

You the tailors?
If so, you're super-late.

What?

I've got good genes.

Good genes aren't the problem.

Hornstock: Your dead girlfriend is.

Funny... You don't strike me
as a boyfriend in mourning.

Would you mind closing the door?

[Door closes]

Ronna doesn't know that
Carina and I were dating.

Huh.

How long had you two
been seeing each other?

Two months.

Carina... She was beautiful.
She was driven.

She...

She made me want to be better.

And now...

How were things with
you two when she died?

Better than ever.

She had... changed.

There was this confidence there...

Like she'd finally become
the person she wanted to be.

Because of all the surgeries?

No, because she was done
going under the knife.

She wanted to free herself from
that search for perfection.

We were gonna start a new
life together away from Miami.

Now we won't get that chance.

Mitchie: Oh, hey.

So,
get ready for some more breaking news.

Foreboding music, please!

What? [Chuckling] No.

A cappella it is.

Okay, so, Pippy found
anesthetic in Carina's system,

so I took another look at a laceration

that I thought was from the beating,
and it was.

But underneath, I found a fresh
incision mark on her torso.

So Carina had liposuction
within 48 hours of her death.

And we also found glue
residue on the epidermal layer

above both scapulae, triceps,
and posterior thighs.

- Lidocaine patches.
- Yep.

Over 13,000 milligrams
per liter in her system.

[Monitor beeping]

The residue wasn't there
when Carina did her shoot.

The patches were put there by the killer

the night of her murder.

Carina died of an overdose.

What we can't find is any evidence

linking Andrew to the attack.

And I think I know why.

Broken bones but no bruising,
cuts with no blood.

Carina was already dead
when the killer beat her up.

Andrew didn't kill her, but someone
wanted to make it look like he did.

Someone who had access
to lidocaine patches.

You mean, someone like a surgeon?

I mean, someone like a surgeon.

I'll be sure to let you know
when I have that warrant.

That was Chase Rollins,
the director of Operation Uplift.

The charity that set Carina up
with her first plastic surgeon.

- The one and only.
- Hmm.

He was very cooperative...

At least, when he thought I was calling

about the charity's annual
fundraiser tomorrow.

And the theme is "Be Your Best Self."

- I like it. [Scoffs]
- You would.

Only in Miami...
Look pretty, look perfect,

hand over the big check,
and eat unlimited caviar.

So, what time should I pick you up?

Oh, no. No, no, no, no.

I'm not rubbing lifted
elbows with Miami's elite

- just so you can get all dressed up.
- Come on, Villa.

Everybody knows you catch
more killers with caviar.

Everybody does not know that.

Okay, expert, did the charity director

give you the information
that you wanted?

He would have if it weren't for HIPAA.

Mm. Mm.

I guess he's worried
he has a killer surgeon

operating in the name of his charity.

Oh, so you got shut down.

- I did not get...
- Shut down. Yes, you did.

But listen...
We may not need the warrant.

I can track Carina's parts.

Parts? You mean like cheeks?

I mean, like... both kinds.

Each implant has a serial
number that can be traced back

to the doctor that
performed the procedure.

Now, if we tracked her implants...

We catch the person
responsible for Carina's death.

And we figure out why a doctor
who's sworn to do no harm

would use plastic surgery as murder.

I mean, but isn't it obvious?

Whoever did this is
obsessed with Carina.

Why else would the killer
pose her like a doll

in her own collection?

Well,
if she met the surgeons at this charity,

I bet they'll be there
tomorrow at the fundraiser.

And one of them is her killer.

[Sighs] Pick you up at noon?

Come on. Unlimited caviar. Unlimited.

- If I say yes, will you go away?
- No.

Well, eventually, I will,
because I have dinner plans.

Tomorrow... 12:00 noon.

Cocktail attire. Pick you up.

Fine.

[Sighs]

Pow! What you think, Mami?

- Hmm?
- Wow.

[Snaps fingers] Right?

You look like you
could be on reality TV.

Stop it!
You're putting ideas in my head!

I love it!

Mija, mi amor, tonight is not about me.

It's all about you.

And you can't go
anywhere in this get-up.

Oh, no,
please tell me you're not taking me

to meet a man at a wake again.

Relax, mira.

It's gonna be a great mother/daughter

girls night out, okay?

We're gonna have a few drinks,

and we're gonna shake our moneymaker.

Please don't say that.

- ?Porque, no?
- No one says that anymore.

Hmm?

Come on. Please?

Okay.

[Speaks Spanish]

We're gonna have fun! Mm.

[Doorbell rings] This skirt's
a little too short. No!

Oh, don't get mad.
I may have invited some friends.

- Ma!
- No. No firefighters this time.

- Hi!
- Both: Surprise!

[Giggles]

Oh, my God. She's, like, very surprised.

- Very.
- No, the more the merrier!

You girls look phat!

Let's do this!

Rosewood: So,
you plug that into the equation first,

and what do you get?

5x + 12 = 7.

And x equals...?

Uh... x equals -1!

[Laughs] Negative what, what?!

Both: Psssh!

[Sighs]

Oh, thank you.

I haven't been able to help
her with math in years.

Well, I actually can get used to this.

Mm! Me too.

[Giggles]

[Both chuckle]

Mitchie: Holy implants, Batman!

[Chuckles] What's that about?

Some work emergency, I think.

Sorry. I got to go.

I'll be right back, okay?

All right.

What do you got for me, Robin?

[Chuckles] Yeah.

Sorry about the, uh, glib audio text.

I just go full nerd in cases
of exciting discoveries.

So, it was difficult to detect at first,

due to the lacerations from the assault.

But these are the sutures
made during the liposuction

performed on Carina the
night of her murder, right?

And these were from her most
recent set of breast implants.

And, of course,
the view from the inside.

Identical Connell sutures.

Exactly. And it's not just these two.

All of her implants and procedures

were stitched up with Connell sutures.

So she didn't have a host of doctors...
She had one.

And I think he may be our killer.

- Good job.
- Thanks, man.

That's gross. [Clears throat]

[Sighs] I hate giving advice.

- No, you don't.
- You're right.

I always say that. It's just not true.

All right. Fire away.
Just make it quick.

I didn't want to get a divorce.

Maggie did, 'cause she, uh,
had an affair, uh, with a-a guy.

Several guys.

Is this about me, or is it about you?

Eventually, yes,
but the preamble's about me.

So...

we were together for a decade,
all right?

We started slow,

because we were both scared
that it might not work out.

But in the end,
it didn't matter that we took it slow,

because it didn't work out anyway.

Now it's about me.

Yes, it is, buddy.

Listen, it's okay that Tawnya moved in

after only two weeks of dating.

How do you know about that?

Again, man, this is not about me.

It's okay if her moving in worries you.

It's okay if it doesn't.

Because time spent preparing
to go all-in on a relationship

has no bearing on whether or not

that relationship's
actually gonna work out.

All that matters

is who you want to be with
at the end of the day.

So you go ahead and
take it fast or slow.

Slow or fast.

Speaking of "end of the day,"
where's Pippy and TMI?

Ah. Girls night.

They invited me,
but I can't control myself

around pop music and mixed nuts.

Got nuts?

You want to keep yours?

Ooh.

[Laughs]

Mija! What's wrong with you?

Nothing. I'm fine.

"Fine"
does not threaten a man with mixed nuts.

Those snacks actually are probably
hepatitis waiting to happen.

Come on, we're here to have fun,

and we don't need men to do that.

- I definitely don't.
- All right?

But if in the process,
you meet Mr. Right Now...

[Snaps fingers] so be it.

[Laughs] Right?

We're not, like,
sugarcoating anything now, are we?

No. I'm gonna need more Fresca.

[Laughter]

Okay. Fine. You want me to have fun?

- Yes!
- Fine.

[Laughter]

- Uh-oh!
- Oh!

Ooh!

Don't wait up for me.

- Okay.
- Oh, my God.

Lucia, where are you going?

Walk, girl, walk!

[Knock on door]

[Knock on door]

[Knock on door]

- Rosie.
- Oh.

- Hey.
- Hey!

Um, so sorry. My... My place is a mess.

I see.

Breakfast with Daisie?

No, uh, she's at Hornstock's.

So, I hope you're up to
being your best self,

because Rosilla is headed to
Operation Uplift's fundraiser

to catch ourselves a killer.

You ready?

[Trilling] "Rosilla." Catchy. I like it.

Dr. Webb.

Dr. Rosewood. Morning.

Actually, it's noon.

Is it? Wow.

Maybe the three of us could,
uh, grab lunch. I don't know.

You like quinoa, right?

Man,
you are speaking my language right now.

Yes, I do.

M-Maybe... Maybe some other time.

Uh, we have a case thing.

All right. Well, I better get to work.

Ah, yes. See ya.

- Take care.
- Yeah. All right.

Don't say anything.

Anything. Anything!

So, are you heading with me
to this fundraiser or not?

Yes. I need 10 minutes.

Only 10?

You haven't slept, you're dehydrated...

You are talking to a graduate

of the Daisie-Villa school
of hangover primping.

Give me 10 minutes.

I tracked Carina's implants.

And it didn't lead me to many doctors.

It led me to one...

Greg Hawking.

- So he did all of Carina's surgeries?
- Yep.

And believe it or not, our good doctor

is hosting Operation
Uplift's fundraiser.

And I'm pretty sure he's our killer.

[Indistinct conversations]

See, this is what I was talking about.

Dr. Hawking... He might be a killer,

but he has the perfect setup,

whether he's performing surgeries

or hosting fundraisers.

Office, O.R., complete recovery

with poolside chaise lounges and a bar.

Isn't it a bad idea to
mix pain meds and alcohol?

Yes, very bad.

But, listen, Villa,
before we activate our plan

to take Hawking down...

You and Adrian last night.

Amazing.

Okay, let me stop you,
because, yes, it was amazing,

but not in the way you mean
"it" or "amazing."

So,
what was the "it" that was so amazing?

The whole night.

We closed down the bar,
walked around the city.

We came home, had breakfast.

I didn't want the night to end.

Like I said... amazing.

And now it's time to
activate our amazing plan.

Right. Right, right, right, right.

Uhp. There's Hawking.

I'm gonna go chat him
up doctor-to-doctor.

You mean ego-to-ego?

I'll search his fancy digs

for proof he was obsessed with Carina.

Pardon me. Dr. Greg Hawking.

Dr. Beaumont Rosewood Jr.

I've followed your work for years.

Likewise, likewise.

Although I can't claim your
expertise with a Connell suture.

Or the way you just absolutely
annihilate scar tissue.

Impressive... Very impressive.

Is there any chance I
can get a private tour?

How can I say no to an admirer?

Please.

[Mid-tempo music plays in distance]

Rosewood: Some really incredible photos.

You patients agree to pose to these?

Just one.

And which one is that?

You know her. You worked on her, too.

- Carina, right?
- Mm-hmm.

The, uh, first time she came to see me,

her fianc? had... damaged her.

She was a scared girl,
but I could see her potential.

I was the only surgeon she
allowed to work on her.

I did her implants, her eye lifts.

I even pinned her ears.

I... I did everything.

Right up to the night that she died.

Yes,
I did operate on her the night she died.

A little nip and tuck,
and finally she'd be perfect.

[Chuckles]

See, there's that word again...
"Perfect."

See, Doctor, that word bothers me...

Because it's unattainable.

Yet, every man in Carina's
life seemed to tell her

if she'd just behave or stay quiet

or get this or that procedure,
she would have it.

Or, at least, not get beaten.

[Chuckles]

I was her surgeon, not her ex-fianc?.

Come on, now.

We know that plastic
surgeons tend to exploit

the so-called weaknesses
of an insecure woman.

In fact, I think you made it
just as difficult for Carina

to find her way in this
world as Andrew Meyers did.

I do a lot of work for
Operation Uplift...

Pro bono.

I rehabilitated Carina's appearance,
yes,

but I also dedicated myself
to rehabbing her mental state.

What you see here is only
the physical part of my work.

You say you pinned her ears back,
but there's no scar.

- It's incredible.
- Mm-hmm.

It's my trademark.

You see that mole by her right ear?

There's an identical one by her left.

To cover the scar tissue. Mm-hmm.

Impressive. Very...

You mind if I take a picture?

Please, please.

I'm happy to share my
technique so others may learn.

[Camera clicks]

[Cellphone vibrates]

What?

Hornstock,
you mind checking on something for me?

So, you say you worked on
Carina's state of mind?

- Mm-hmm.
- How?

Well, I, uh, I listened to her.

I, uh,
helped her unleash her inner confidence.

Carina had hidden behind
her appearance for so long,

she couldn't find her true self.

Thank you.

So that night,
she told me she was leaving Miami

to pursue a simpler life,

well, I knew that she was complete.

I had to let her go.

I doubt that.

Why?

Because men like you are
never done playing God.

[Scoffs]

You're wrong, Doctor.

I think it's time for me
to get back to the party.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

You can't do that.

Not until you understand.

Ken.

So glad I found you.

I need your help.

We know Dr. Hawking murdered Carina,

but we can't figure out his motive.

Well, Hawking was obsessed with her.

Can't blame him for being
pissed when Carina fired him.

Does that help?

It does.

Okay, just... Just one thing, though.

How would you know
Carina fired her doctor

unless you saw her after he
performed the liposuction

that allegedly killed her?

Oh, come on, Ken. Don't panic.

We have a picture of the real killer.

What... You recognize him?

See, at first, I... I couldn't tell,

especially since you claimed good genes,

but you have Dr. Hawking's signature...

Identical fake moles behind each ear.

Mind if I take a peek?

Modeling in Miami's a tough gig.

I had to keep up appearances.

Here's the thing about
changing your appearance...

You may be beautiful on the outside,

but beneath the surface...

you're a killer.

And that's why I already
called in backup.

Carina and I were supposed to build

the perfect life together...
Away from here.

About that... I just got off
the phone with my colleague,

and it looks like you
did tell the truth.

Carina did want to leave Miami.

But my colleague also told me
Carina only bought one ticket.

Looks to me like she did
want a fresh start...

Without you.

So you showed up at her
place to change her mind,

and when she shut you down,
you killed her...

And blamed the other two men
in her life just in case.

You can't prove that.

What shade is this...
Sunkissed Number Four?

See,
the trace we found on Carina's dress

was a shade darker than
her normal foundation,

because it wasn't her makeup.

It was yours.

[Grunting, gasping]

[Sirens wailing]

Please! Don't let me go!

I didn't mean to kill Carina!

She just kept telling
me she didn't love me,

and I just lost control.

Rosie!

Give me your other hand!

Aah! Aah! I can't!

That's because you injured it

beating up Carina's dead body,
didn't you?

- You ready?
- Yeah.

It's gonna hurt.

[Grunts]

Don't move!
Put your arms behind your back!

Tell me if this sounds on point, Ken...

You took advantage of
the lidocaine patches

Dr. Hawking left behind.

You already knew Carina
couldn't fight back,

because the anesthesia
was already in her system.

You administered the fatal dose,
then you beat up her dead body.

You did all of that so her ex-fianc?

would take the fall if Hawking didn't.

Ken Daltry, you're under arrest
for the murder of Carina Radnor.

Take him out.

Let's go.

You okay, Rosie?

Yeah, I will be.

Autopsy report on Carina Radnor.

Case closed. Good job.

Thanks, man.

Something wrong, Mitchie?

No. Just the end of the day, going home.

How about... How about you?

You gonna... You going home to, uh...

to Tawnya?

You're not great at digging for intel,
are you, Mitchie?

No, no, I'm not.

No, I am not going home to Tawnya.

But we talked... We talked about
the fact that there's no correlation

between length of time in a relationship

and the success of that relationship.

I am not going home to Tawnya yet.

[Laughs]

All right.

So, where are you going?

Checkmate.

Next game?

Sure.

[Grunts]

Did you know there are 27
bones in the human hand?

More than any other body part.

If you ever threaten Tawnya again,

I'll have no problem crushing yours.

[Gasps]

Who are you?

I'm the man who tells you

that the cycle of abuse stops here.

[Whimpers]

Otherwise, I'm gonna damage
more than just your hand.

[Grunts]

Are you threatening me?

I'm making you a promise.

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