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Previously on "Rosewood"...

Damn! You had to hit him that hard?

He smells like hookers and cheap tequila.

Not cheap... broke.

Flat-ass broke.

I was thinking about that conversation

we had the other day.

The one where we were talking about

finding an investor for the lab.

I don't remember having that
conversation with you.

You have put your heart
and soul into this lab.

We have got to find the right person.

Now, are you sure you
want to be my partner?

If your health, you know,
takes its toll again,

then at least you'll know
the lab is in good hands.

So we're doing this.

I ran the additional tests you asked for.

- Do you have family?
- Yes, but they don't know I'm here.

I think you're gonna need them.

(metal clanging)

(blender whirs)

(elevator bell dings)

(elevator bell dings)

Hey. Aww, thank you.

Can you believe this weather?

I mean, it's like the sun gave me a hug.

(chuckles) You hate hugs.

Well, depends on who's giving them.

Someone woke up on the
Rosie side of the bed.

Actually, I, um, slept a little weird.

I got this pain in my neck.

It's radiating down to my ass,
but at least I get to be around

some of the greatest people in the world.

You okay?

Yeah.

Is, uh, is everything all right

with...

[whispering] my mom?

Yeah. Never better.

I mean, Daisie and I

are like two seniors
at an after-prom party.

Sorry I asked.

We got a warm one...
high-rise off Brickell.

You're up.

Well, Hornstock is next in rotation.

I want you on it.

Tag Rosie in. M.E.s have their hands full.

We just closed the Ogden case.

That's right. You did. See?

You're all loose. You're ready to play.

You don't pull your ace in the
third inning when they're on fire.

I love that metaphor. I love that strategy.

I mean, Rosie and Villa make a great team.

Well-chosen, Cap.

- What's wrong with him?
- I don't know.

Everything okay with,
uh, him and... your mama?

Yeah. I don't know what this is.

I mean, if he starts drinking green juice

and babbling about sunsets,

we should be worried.

You know, teamwork makes the dream work.

That's all you have to remember.

- I will.
- All right?

Something's weird.

It's got all the latest
amenities... key fob doors,

magnetic rail elevators, the
latest in tenant protection.

We're not looking to buy a condo.

A man was killed in your building.

I'm beyond shaken over
what happened to Mr. Huff.

We take security very seriously.

As I was saying,

the virtual concierge system
monitors all comings and goings.

Tenants scan their thumb, like so.

- (beep)
- And the operator confirms.

I have them installed
in all of my buildings.

Each one feeds into a central hub.

It is the most advanced
security system on the market.

- Not advanced enough.
- This records?

- Yes.
- Do we have access?

It's on a 72-hour loop,

and the company's based
out of Mumbai, so...

(beep)

We'll get it to you.
Just might take some time.

FEMALE VOICE: I can
have it to you tomorrow.

(chuckles) Apologies
for startling you.

I'm Hala, the concierge operator.

And I'm Dr. Beaumont Rosewood Jr.

I take it you won't be
delivering that footage in person.

I'm afraid not.

But it is a great pleasue
to meet you, Dr. Rosewood.

And it was a pleasure
to meet you, too, Hala.

And I hope you have a
wonderful Holi Purnima...

Uh, Villa, we were talking, okay?

What? I can't wish her a happy holidays?

Experiencing Holi, the
Indian festival of colors,

is on my bucket list.

And it actually should be on yours, too,

'cause it's really, really, really nice.

(camera shutter clicks)

I need to talk to the
tenant who found this body.

Uh, Hala alerted the authorities
when she noticed that Mr. Huff

hadn't left the building for a few days.

No one noticed him lying dead
in an elevator for a few days?

Other than Mr. Huff,

the building is technically unoccupied.

The majority of my building's tenants...

they live outside the country.

American real estate is a solid investment.

Tenants, they buy up a few
units and they never move in.

So the killer could have
entered this elevator

at any unoccupied floor.

No. Not possible.

The elevator, it's programmed
to stop only at occupied floors,

which, in this case, was Mr. Huff's floor.

The only other stop is the lobby.

And the concierge keeps
that clear of any riffraff.

So, I assume the elevator
has an emergency hatch?

Yes, but you have to remove a
ceiling tile, and the only way

to access the shaft is
with a key fob and a code.

- We take security very...
- You said that already.

Okay, so, is this building haunted?

Because Bobby Huff was attacked by someone

while the elevator was in motion.

Now, if you're telling me
that there's no way onto it,

then we're looking at an impossible murder.

My guess is, what, death by ghost?

Okay, we're gonna need a list
of your non-tenant tenants

and how to reach them, and don't
forget the security footage.

Let's take a look at Bobby's apartment.

You can wait in the hall for us.

Ooh. That's a lot of meat
for a guy living by himself.

Looks like Bobby had money to burn.

More like credit to burn.

There was nothing but
overdue notices in his mail.

Well, guess we had more in
common than love of gadgets.

We have another thing in common.

We're both fans of classic TV.

You say "fan," I say "stalker."

Villa, come on. Don't confuse
passion with obsession.

"The Ways Back" touched a lot of people.

Including Emmy voters.

(light clatter)

(snarling)

That explains the raw meat.

Cute dog.

It's not a dog. Canis lupus.

It's a wolf.

Whoa.

Come on, guys. It's a great
theme song. You don't know it?

This guy... I mean, seriously.

TMI, I'm sure, is whistling it right now

at her neuropathology conference.

No, it's before our time.

Be that as it may, the struggles
of Toby Weizbeck are timeless.

I mean, who hasn't been
shoved into a locker

while dressed as Nikola Tesla?

Pretty much everyone.

Subscapular hemorrhaging
at the top of the cranium

indicates blunt-force trauma.

And the X-ray shows

a ring fracture at the base of the skull.

So someone smashed Bobby Huff over the head

with a heavy object.

Which broke his neck and
killed him almost instantly.

So, how did someone sneak
up on him in an elevator?

Well, maybe it was somebody he knew.

Well, then Bobby must have
had some impressive friends,

because this someone knew how to bypass

the most high-tech security
system on the market

and slip onto an elevator undetected.

Skin lesions?

Nope... bite marks.

From a Rocky Mountain wood tick.

The wolf in Bobby's apartment
was covered with them.

Okay, well, what's this?
That's not a bite, is it?

I noticed that earlier...
some sort of indentation.

Scan it to identify the image.

Kind of looks like, um, like a logo?

Maybe it is.

And I know where he bought it.

Eduardo's a pro.

He resized Chris Bosh's championship ring.

This is where Bobby Huff got that ring.

And you know this because...?

Because I was... looking
at some jewelry recently.

With Tawnya.

You know, I-I don't get why
they keep the glass so clean.

I mean, it's a jeweler.

We know what's going on inside.

Do we really need to see it?

This certainly is Mr. Rast's ring.

You already called him?

As soon as you phoned.
He should be on his way.

I could never forget this piece.

Hideous.

Designed the logo himself.

And I had to make four of them.

(doorbell rings)

(buzzer)

Yo! 'Uardo! You called?

Alan Rast?

Yeah?

EMPD. I have some questions for you.

(groans)

Why do they always run?

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I can't believe Bobby's gone.

I mean, I saw him the
other day. He was fine.

Well, now he's dead.

And we thought you might know why.

Maybe he got into a fight?

Fight? Bobby? No.

He was like a brother.
I would never hurt him.

Then why'd you brand
his face with your ring?

He talked trash, you gave
him a little sweet chin music,

things escalated, so you killed him.

And then you ran.

No, you are talking nonsense. I ran...

Through a glass door.

I saw your badge.

I figured you was after me

for some less-than-legal bets
that I may or may not have made.

I didn't know it had to do...

with Bobby.

MICAH: Rast.

- Hey.
- Hey.

(sniffles)

Hey.

My friend didn't do anything wrong.

Destruction of property, resisting arrest,

illegal wagering... your bro
did a few things wrong.

And your other buddy...

Please.

Just let me tell them.

Tell us what?

We've known Bobby since we were kids.

We went to the same school.

Yeah, we did everything together.

That's why I made these
rings. They represent our bond.

I want to see his body.

It's being autopsied.

I don't consent. You
can't do that to Bobby.

I'm sorry, but his body is
the best clue that we have

to finding his killer.

It's my fault.

He died 'cause of my fame.

You're...

I'm Micah Holmes. I starred in...

"The Ways Back."

You look different.

Yeah, thanks to 20 years and puberty.

So, Bobby wasn't a crazed fan, was he?

No, he was my best friend.

And I owe him everything.

WU: Bobby's pops is Irv
Huff, big-time producer.

He created "The Ways Back."

They had an open-casting
call, and Bobby brought Micah.

Nailed the audition, got the part.

The rest is Hollywood history.

After the show got canceled, I found out

that my parents spent... everything.

Bobby had my back.

He brought us out of L.A. He put us up.

He got us back on our feet.

I owe him my life.

Where were you the night he died?

My place.

We all were.

WU: Friday's family dinner night.

It's our tradition because
we come from broken homes.

Your friends are your family.

The Rosewoods dine on Sundays.
I look forward to it every week.

Bobby always cooks,

but he, uh, he didn't, um,
he didn't show this time.

You didn't think to check on him sooner?

- MICAH: Bobby can be a bit of a flake.
- Mm.

But we don't hold it against him.

You wouldn't understand.

Well, why don't you help us understand?

You want proof?

Bobby's menu, Friday night.

Kevin Bacon wrapped shrimp?

Yeah, he, uh, he had a thing for wordplay.

So, what'd you guys eat
when Bobby didn't show?

I grabbed takeout from Fu-Tang's.

We'll confirm that. And we
do need to test your rings.

You know, I chose the blue
one 'cause I like blue,

- but this is way over my head.
- Yeah, it's probably...

ROSEWOOD: All right. Here we go.

So, what's the ETA on tox?

- What happened?
- Well, no...

DONNA: Wonderful.

Now that you're back, I'd
like to call a team meeting.

Mom happened.

I, for one, have been appreciating

the strong female energy.

Now, I know that you're on a case,

but putting off financial
matters isn't going to help.

One of the first things that we can do

to pull ourselves out
of this financial hole

is to stop using the company card

for personal expenses.

Now, I don't know what
the "escape room" is...

- It was a team-building exercise.
- Right?

Uh-huh.

I'd also like to do a dust check,

which means any and all
superfluous equipment

that is not being used, we
sell to generate cash flow.

Yeah, but a lot of
these are special-order.

Which means very expensive.

You know, no offense to our new investor,

but we are in the
middle of a case here, so...

- PIPPY: Right. That's right.
- (computer warbles)

Oh.

Okay, look.

Preliminary toxicology screening shows...

high levels of opiates in Bobby's system.

(keyboard clacking)

Okay, so, CT scan shows...

white matter infarcts in the brain,

which normally indicates
long-term drug use.

But it doesn't appear
tied to cause of death.

Well, and it also doesn't explain

how someone snuck onto a moving elevator.

Well, these might help.

I need those swabbed.

If any one of Bobby's friends attacked him,

his DNA would be on their ring.

- Mm.
- But I hope we find nothing.

So, still no clue how someone
snuck onto that elevator.

What did we get from the security video?

I think it's alien brainwashing.

Only thing that makes sense.

He's been smiling all day.

I mean, I'm honestly scared for him.

Well, people change. That's
not always a bad thing.

Or maybe it's just my infectious
smile that's spread all...

Like a disease.

No, I'm the cure, Villa.

He's been Rosie-fied. And you're next.

(knocks) Hey.

I decompressed that feed sent
over by the virtual concierge.

Okay, did you get any messages or anything?

Maybe a way to contact her?

- Nothing.
- All right, thanks.

What? She's an important witness.

She's your dream woman.

Nothing but upside
because she's just a voice.

No, no, she's not just a voice.
She's a real person, Villa.

A real person with a body.

Hey, guys. Uh, would either
of you like a smoothie?

I'm heading to the new juice bar on Second.

I figured I'd pick up some for the squad.

I'm hearing very good things

about the Sprouted Almond Surprise.

I'm good.

Okay. You change your
mind, text me. Let me know.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

Rosie-fied.

There's nothing else?

Nope, that's all they sent over.

There's no other footage.

Wait.

What if someone tampered with the camera?

VILLA: Okay, I'll bite.

You're gloating that
you Rosie-fied Hornstock.

Yes, yeah, I am.

But, you know, I was thinking
about Micah and his buddies.

You know, they say that
fame changes people,

but that friendship reminds me of my boys.

- Your boys?
- Yeah, crew I used to run with back in junior high school...

J.J., Squints, and Milo.

I mean, we did everything together.

Oh, I bet you didn't murder together.

- Don't Villa-fy a real moment.
- I...

Okay, look, you know that
they didn't kill Bobby,

and you know they didn't
shut off that camera.

No one did.

The camera has a motion sensor.

It's how the concierge
can watch all my buildings.

Please don't tell me that's why you
dragged me all the way down here.

I'm in the middle of closing
on 50 condo units in Palm Acres.

We're in the middle of
a murder investigation.

Tell me again how employing
one camera operator

makes this building more secure.

It doesn't... just
saves money on personnel.

And so does the motion sensor.

Real estate is a game of
inches, spatially and monetarily.

All right, let's ask Hala.

- (beep)
- I'd like to hear it from her mouth.

Her mouth? She's a machine.

Villa, she's people, okay?

And if I have to hear the
same thing that Chuck's saying,

I'd prefer to hear it in her dulcet tones.

HALA: Mr. Furwell is correct.

I monitor every building,

but I can assure you... no oe
gets in without me knowing.

Ah, see? That's much better.

Maybe the killer never left.

(clears throat)

The elevator only stops on the 20th floor.

You already checked that floor.

There's no way a murderer
is just lurking around.

I designed this place
to keep my tenants safe.

Oh, great job with that.

(ding)

I thought Bobby Huff was your
only tenant living in the building.

Why is the 11th floor lit up?

He was. It... It must
be some sort of glitch.

Well, then we won't find anything.

(elevator bell dings)

WOMAN ON TV: First, we're gonna be
starting with 1/4 cup of olive oil.

That's not necessary.
There's no one up here.

Oh, yeah? This a glitch, too?

(indistinct talking on TV)

And garlic needs about
30 seconds to a minute...

(Eastern European accent) Chucky.

You brought guests.

Detective Villa, East
Miami PD. Who are you?

Pretty sure she's his mistress.

- Rosie, keep your eyes on Furwell.
- I got it.

I'm zeroed in on this bitch.

Okay, so, tell me why
Chucky moved you into

his empty building and
neglected to tell us.

I just moved to the U.S.

Chucky was generous and offered this.

He's a good man.

And a gentle lover.

You see,
I-I-I'm married.

Yeah, we see.

Okay, which one of you guys attacked Bobby?

FURWELL: We didn't kill him.

The whole point was to keep Alina secret,

which is why someone was supposed to vacate

until this whole thing blew over.

I haven't left the apartment for days.

My visa may be a bit expired.

We filed for a renewal.

I am innocent.

I like Bobby. He had kind eyes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. S-So you knew Bobby?

We met by accident one time.

My Etsy order had arrived,

and we were right outside the hallway,

and it was super-funny moment.

Oh, so Bobby knew your secret?

Where's Furwell? Wh...

We have a suspect on the run.

Where's Chuck Furwell?

Where's Chuck Furwell?!

(indistinct conversations)

You look like you're in charge around here.

And you look like you charge by the hour.

How much for some hot cocoa?

More than your boss probably pays.

Where is he?

Paris? Tulum? He's quite the globetrotter.

Oh, that's interesting,
because I also have two officers

who say they spotted Furwell
enter this office building

about 20 minutes ago.

Unless you've got a
direct line to Magic Mike,

I don't think I'm gonna
be able to help you.

(beep, whirring)

East Miami PD! Drop it!

Stop what you're doing.

(handcuffs click)

You realize we have people to
piece those together, right?

SLADE: We should be a
little careful with Furwell.

The man has more attorneys on
payroll than actual employees.

Well, I think Bobby blackmailed
Furwell about his mistress,

so Furwell killed him.

We have means, motive, and opportunity.

Yeah, but no murder weapon.

We find that, not even the suits
will be able to protect him.

I just need to get back to Magic
City to determine what weapon.

Well, check the post office.

Maybe he ordered it from the
same place he got his girlfriend.

Hello.

I'm Detective Ira Hornstock.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

I want lawyers.

Lots of them.

Can't hurt to try.

Thank you.

(door closes)

(sighs)

Well, okay, all right, look.

I don't know what your angle
is, but you made your point.

Now you know what I need?

I need some of that old Ira Hornstock magic

so we can solve this case.

Hmm?

We can't hold him in there
much longer. You know that.

Magic?

Cap, I'm not a wizard.

Okay, it's all about
hard work and dedication.

I'm doing the same thing
I've always done...

except with a... little more heart.

See ya, Cap.

Text me as soon as you have an update.

Will do.

MICAH: I have an update.

Um, I couldn't say anything
in front of the guys,

um, but I know why Bobby's
face was marked with our ring.

I really hope this doesn't
end with her slapping cuffs on you.

Can... Can we talk somewhere more private?

I was with Bobby the day before he died.

Bobby had, um, addiction issues.

H-He'd been clean for
years, but he relapsed.

He called me, frantic,
so I rushed over there.

He had that mark on his face.

Said he'd blacked out
and woke up on the floor.

Must have fallen on the ring.

And he asked me not to tell anyone.

He said it was just a bump in the road,

and I believed him.

When he didn't come to dinner that night,

I didn't know what to do.

Well, why not tell your brothers?

Because he blames himself.

Bobby gave me my start,

but he could never get his
own career going.

And I tried to help him, but he spiraled.

When the show got canceled,

we just... joined him at the bottom.

10-year bender.

And then, one night, we
had this rager at the Casa.

Wall-to-wall
people.

Even Bobby's wolf was stoned.

And he turns, and Bobby says...

he didn't know anybody there.

And I didn't know anybody, either.

So when I finally sobered up,

we decided to turn our lives around.

I asked Bobby to be my chef.

You pay all your
friends to be your friends?

"Pay."

Um, Bobby was the one with the money.

Our house, our lifestyle...

that all came from Bobby's dad
because mine robbed me blind.

It's always the ones closest
to us that hurt us the most.

Well, not my boys.

We pick each other up.

Wu taught himself Quicken to
keep our finances in order.

I helped Rast get his GED.

And Bobby...

Bobby was our chef.

Promise me you will find his killer.

DONNA: Son.

I've been spring-cleaning.

Who knew we had so much storage space?

And all of it is being used!

But, like I was telling Mom,

it's not really fair to do
this stuff without TMI here.

- Do you even know what they do?
- Do you?

Well, we can always
employ the KonMari method,

where you only keep the
things that bring you joy,

but I have to admit...

everything brings me joy.

All right, Mom, listen, I really
appreciate you trying to help,

but you never know when
you're gonna need some things.

From the look of it, you have
not needed any of these.

You're a genius. You are a genius.

I am?

I think I can use this 3D printer

to help solve Bobby Huff's murder.

Pippy, Mitchie, you guys
get this thing online.

Like I said, you never know
when you're gonna need something,

and that's why we're
not gonna sell anything.

- PIPPY: (chuckles)
- That's right.

The scanner feeds the data from the wound

into the 3D printer,

which creates a model

of whatever weapon killed Bobby Huff.

Yeah, it... it's just gonna
take a minute to warm up.

(chuckling) Um, it's been a while, so...

Press "30 seconds." there.

(printer whirring)

MITCHIE: So, it looks like

it's approximately 8 inches in diameter.

Um, based on the fractures,

it's anywhere between 15 and 75 pounds.

Made of hard wood or metal.

But that's a guess.

I mean, there's not enough information

to determine impact velocity.

PIPPY: Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Is it just me, or does that award look

a lot like the murder
weapon you're describing?

There was no award found
in Bobby Huff's apartment.

And that looks like his place.

And only one of our suspects ever won

an HMA Young Actor award...

for "The Ways Back," obviously.

That's the same suspect that
would let his best friend

keep it as a gift.

I need to see Micah Holmes again.

(engine shuts off)

Wow.

Bobby Huff lives in an apartment,

and his friends live here.

Well, it can be tough
being around family 24/7.

Maybe he needed space.

How are things going with the new investor?

- Different.
- You know, relationships change,

but that doesn't mean they stop
being the people you care about.

Oh, gosh. I sound like Hornstock.

You are infectious.

Rosie's going viral.

MICAH: You son of a bitch!

Aah!

I told you to back off!

Traitor!

Hey, hey! Everybody, stop!

Slowly turn around.

(camera shutter clicking)

Break it up!

So, Micah, tell me why you and your BFFs

were at each other's throats.

Hmm?

Micah Holmes is a punk and a liar.

Why? Because he killed Bobby Huff?

- This is between the three of us.
- HORNSTOCK: I get it.

You know, sometimes you're gonna
butt heads with your brothers.

My friend Butters, he always has my back,

but you get us together
on the back nine at Crandon

with money on the line... forget it.

But it doesn't mean I don't
still love the son of a bitch.

VILA: Stop with the best-friend act.

We pulled voicemails off your phones.

Let's just say...

Bobby had some strong words for all of you.

You admitted you saw him after he relapsed,

but I think things got heated.

Why couldn't he pull himself up, like you?

Why was he such deadweight?

So Micah smashed him in
the head with an HMA award.

And when you and Wu found
out, you attacked him.

HORNSTOCK: Look, I-I
respect you not talking.

You know how many scumbags come in here

ratting out their wives, their husbands...

even their mothers.

What you have is beautiful.

Cherish it.

What's your take?

Well, I see micro expressions

indicating that all three men are lying.

No, no, no... with Hornstock.

He's trying to get me to lash out, huh?

I mean, this is his play
to try to get my job.

Well, maybe he's just
finally looking at the world

through a Rosier lens.

I'll be right back. I got to make a call.

(cellphone vibrates)

That makes two of us.

Has Tweedle Dum-Dum said anything?

Excuse me.

No.

No, but I, uh...

I worked through some stuff.

Okay, what is wrong with you?

What? I'm trying a new tactic.

Empathy. You should give it a spin.

You complimented Feldheim's tie.

I can't appreciate a nice paisley?

Look, Villa, okay,

you have to put yourself
in these guys' shoes.

They had everything and lost it.

This isn't about Bobby.

It's about the reboot.

What reboot?

Hey, Mario Lopez here, and
we've got an "Extra" exclusive.

Emmy Award-winning
series "The Ways Back,"

the show that introduced the world

to fish-out-of-water
Toby Weizbeck

and his misfit friends,
is returning to television

nearly 20 years after
airing its final episode.

Now, one of the show's original
producers, Joel Schiffman,

let it slip the other day
that he's in discussion

with several networks
about a possible reboot.

"The Ways Back" star
Katarina Van Pelt

has responded with a tweet saying,

"Family reunion. Who's ready?"

A few months ago, some Hollywood
producers reached out to me

about rebooting "The Ways Back"...

with my character as an adult.

Too bad you're still a child.

The deal isn't even done.

I built you a website.
I run your Instagram.

I answer every single fan e-mail...

even the sex stuff.

How could you not tell me?

You were gonna leave for L.A. without them.

A fresh start.

(sighs)

I was trying to build up
the courage to tell you.

I don't want to make the
same mistakes I did as a kid.

This is my last shot.

So you just... You leave us behind?

Bobby got to move out. Why can't I?

- Mm-hmm.
- He moved out because of you.

- We came to Miami for you.
- That's right.

We've always had your back.

And you only cared about
yourself and your fame.

HORNSTOCK: Look, you guys are like family.

Okay, I get why you're
fighting, but why is Bobby dead?

ROSEWOOD: They don't know that,
because they weren't there.

This is Roy and Arnold,
photographers to the stars.

They were outside of
Micah's house the past week

for the "'90s Stars: Where Are They Now?"

They uploaded some photos

of the night that Bobby was murdered.

Here's Rast delivering food.

Micah and Wu meeting him at the door.

They never even left that night.

So they couldn't have killed him.

Told you.

Did I, uh, make it in
time for show-and-tell?

Hmm.

You recognize this shiny
piece of self-worth?

Got your name on it.

Mm. You found the murder weapon.

The killer stole it from Bobby's apartment.

Sold it to this cat lady in Hialeah

using an online dummy account.

We're tracking down the location
of the original IP address,

but in the meantime, what
do you say we figure out

which one of these clowns
is gunning for Best Actor?

(sighs)

It's clean. There's no blood.

There's no hair or fibers
in the sample that we took.

So that's not what killed Bobby.

Maybe it was a Golden Globe?

See that ring fracture at
the base of Bobby's skull?

His head was forced down by impact,

causing cranial fractures.

What am I... What am I missing?

Exactly. We missed the fractured bevel.

See, we assumed that
someone smashed something

onto Bobby's head.

His head was forced down sharply.

Given the spatial
limitations of the elevator...

PIPPY: Someone would have had to
have been taller, stronger, faster,

and able to sneak onto a moving elevator.

I mean, how is that even humanly possible?

It wasn't.

You see anything?

A ghost?

Wha...

I was kidding about the ghost.

Rosie, you don't actually think
there's a ghost in here, right?

Well, there might be a ghost,

but that's not what killed Bobby.

So, somehow, the killer climbed
through the emergency hatch

and smashed Bobby on the head?

No.

No one hit him.

Bobby Huff was alone that night,
but he wasn't really alone.

Someone sabotaged the elevator.

They used the elevator's
magnetic rail system

to rocket the car up to the 20th floor.

(slam)

And then they used Bobby's
own momentum to kill him.

So you're saying the
elevator is the murder weapon?

See, there's a small dent in
the ceiling right about here.

That's from the impact.

Question is,

who had the technical
prowess to pull that off?

(doorbell rings)

Coming!

(sighs)

Rick Wu.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you

in a court of law.

I wasn't at Bobby's apartment when he died.

You proved that! I
couldn't have killed him!

You didn't need to be.

You hacked into the
building's security system

and messed with the
elevator's acceleration.

Which flung him into the ceiling.

Deadly inertia. The impact broke his neck.

You were the only one in the crew

with the know-how to pull that off.

Even if I could somehow pull that hack off,

why would I kill him?

Bobby was running low on cash
after his dad cut him off.

Supporting you guys wasn't cheap.

And his bank records show

he recently got a cash
advance from a publisher.

He was selling your secrets
to the highest bidder.

Tell-all meets cookbook...
sounds like a fun read.

Micah mentioned you were
handling everyone's finances.

You saw the transaction.

Yeah, what do they call it in accounting?

Protecting your assets?

You all got into some bad stuff
when you were at the bottom...

stuff you didn't want out there,

so you killed Bobby to
protect your secrets.

That's not true!

I love Bobby like he was my own family!

I wouldn't kill him! This is crazy!

Well, love makes you
do some crazy things...

even to family.

You're in a funk and
you're not talking to me?

Oh, you're breaking all
kinds of sibling codes, bro.

What's going on?

I can't believe I was
wrong about those guys.

They were tearing each other apart.

(laughs)

That doesn't mean they
didn't love each other.

You know the worst fights
are always between family...

'cause they're the ones
that know you the best.

The only reason that Mom is bothering us

is 'cause we're used to
seeing her as just "Mom."

But now she's something more.

Come on. People change.

But love... love doesn't change.

Exactly.

Rick Wu hadn't changed in 20 years.

He wasn't a killer then. He isn't one now.

I've got one more test to run.

Yeah, but... the body's down here.

You here to make me confess?

I want you to tell me about Bobby.

I didn't kill him. None of us did.

That's not what I'm asking.

What was he like as a friend?

You know, I had friends growing up.

We were inseparable, just like you guys.

Then, one day, I got really sick,

and they never came to
visit me in the hospital.

I thought they changed.

So, when I got better I forgot about them

and I made new friends.

And years later, they told me

that the reason they didn't come visit me

was 'cause they didn't
want to see me like that.

It was too painful for them.

They hadn't changed.

I changed.

I don't believe that you killed Bobby.

Micah never saw what "The
Ways Back" did to Bobby.

It crushed him.

His own dad wouldn't
even let him be an extra.

But...

Bobby bottled it up and supported Micah.

He was that good of a friend.

He didn't want to burden
anyone with his pain.

If he hadn't died in that elevator,

he'd have let this reboot end him.

(voice breaking) And he
wouldn't have said a word.

VILLA: Why are we here?

I'm pretty sure we covered
the entire building.

ROSEWOOD: Almost done.

Hey, don't mind the wait.
Gives us time to chitchat.

So, how's Adrian?

I get that you're seeing
the world with fresh eyes.

It's your life.

But, I mean,

I don't see what was wrong
with the old Hornstock.

Okay, so, the only way

the elevator would have
accelerated that quickly

is if someone had interfered
with the velocity transducer,

which is in there.

We thought Rick Wu had hacked
into the access-control system,

but the transducer ran
on a separate network.

So whoever killed Bobby
Huff had to go in there

and manually adjust the transducer.

How do you know all this?

Basic systems engineering, Villa.

You know, you'd better study up,

or the future's gonna pass you by.

Who do you think installed
the tablets at Magic City?

HALA: Dr. Rosewood.

I see you so often, I feel
like you are a tenant.

Well, sadly, this place is a
little outside my price range.

You know, I think you
two should tie the knot.

Does it count as eloping if
she's attached to the ground?

Is Roomba your best man?

Best machine.

(coughing raspily)

You all right?

Fighting a cold. Nothing serious.

All right, you take care of yourself.

(sighs)

So, like I was saying,

the fiberglass installation
around the transducer

was all over the access
tunnel, so whoever went in there

would have fiberglass
in their nasal passages.

I tested Wu. His nose was clean.

So he's innocent.

So who... Who killed Bobby Huff?

Take your eminent domain
and shove it up your ass!

CLAUDINE: (coughs)

(raspily) Good afternoon, Ms. Portsmith.

I hope you had a pleasant run.

Claudine.

Or should I call you Hala?

What's your real name?

Soon, it'll be Inmate 57798.

You forgot to disguise your IP address

when you sold Bobby's award.

It led us right to you.

Although, your voice
was all I needed to hear.

And that hickey that's
spreading across your neck...

it's actually a tick-borne typhus.

It's a nasty disease that you
picked up from Bobby's pet wolf.

Causes rashes all over your body,

and it also affects your vocal cords.

I have been cleared of all wrongdoing,

so get out, or I'm gonna take you to court.

We're here for your assistant.

She murdered your tenant Bobby Huff.

And you're also to blame,
'cause you lied to us

about that virtual concierge
being based in India.

Mumbai's not as cheap as it used to be,

so I had my assistant handle the concierge.

Why would she kill a tenant?

Because Claudine here has sticky
fingers and expensive taste.

She used her access to your
building's security system

to rob your tenants.

She waited till they weren't home,

then she unlocked their doors remotely.

But Bobby Huff was home.

Bobby caught you.

And he was gonna rat you out to your boss,

so you murdered him.

Because you could get a job anywhere.

Going away for grand larceny...
that's 5 to 15 in state prison.

And I'm guessing orange isn't your color.

- Get up.
- I... I didn't...

You might want to choose
your words carefully

from here on out.

(handcuffs click, people murmuring)

Claudine's headed straight to court

after she gets out of the hospital.

Furwell's covering her legal fees.

Well, at least Bobby Huff can now rest.

Dr. Rosewood.

I just wanted to thank
you and Detective Villa

before I left.

We're having a table read
of "The Ways Back" reboot

in Los Angeles.

We fly out in a few hours.

Oh. One-way ticket?

For all of us.

Wu found a rental by the
beach... three-bedroom.

We've had our rough patches,

but family always sticks together...

no matter what.

I just wish Bobby could be
there for our next chapter.

But I guess, in a way...

he'll always be with us.

You know, Bobby didn't take that advance.

For the book.

Told the publisher to cancel the deal.

Said that he can never
sell out his brothers.

(chuckles)

(knock on door)

All right, hold on. Hold on.

- Mmm!
- Smell that, right?

That smells so good, big bro!

Did somebody finally open
the Barefoot Contessa cookbook

I gave them for Christmas?

You know Ina Garten's definitely
at my dream dinner table,

right between Albert
Einstein and Karl Lagerfeld.

(laughs)

But tonight is not just about
cooking a delicious feast

for the women that I love.

I want to talk about Magic City.

Please, before you say
anything, I want you to know

that I am sorry about
misunderstandings at the lab.

You don't have to apologize.
Nothing to be sorry for.

No, please, baby, you don't
have to spare my feelings.

I think of everyone in that lab
as part of my family, by choice.

But now that I'm an investor,
we're more than family.

Meaning?

We just have to be open and honest

about how that lab functions,

and I need to treat you more like a partner

and not just my son.

So does that make this
more of a business dinner?

- No.
- 'Cause we can't drink, if that's the case.

- Give me that.
- (laughs)

We're talking about the lab.

You can't take family out of family dinner

unless those beans don't deliver.

Oh, I know you're not talking
about my green beans.

We are talking. I'm
taking my family to more...

Now, you know my
green beans deliver, okay?

There he is.

Thanks for stopping by.

I got a vegan burrito with your name on it.

Extra avocado.

Well, I don't know who slipped
you the Rosewood playbook,

but you must have been
studying it the past few days.

Extra avocado... that's expert level.

Well, I've been meaning
to talk to you about that.

You've been Rosie-fied.

Embrace it. It's a beautiful thing.

(elevator bell dings)

I'd just like to know why
you've suddenly seen the light.

I know you're sick.

I'm a detective. I
follow clues for a living.

You got a new investor,

you freakin' put Mitchie out in the field.

You've been putting your affairs in order,

and I was wondering why.

So I followed you to your doctor's office.

So why the new attitude?

To let you know you're not alone in this...

that if Ira Hornstock's walking
around with a smile on his face,

you can beat anything.

Thanks.

I appreciate that.

I don't doubt myself,

but it's good to have
your smile as a reminder.

Oh, and, uh, you might want
to tone that down a notch.

You're starting to scare everyone.

They're calling you "Woodstock."

What do you think... 5%?

Try 50%.

Have you told your family yet?

No.

No, there's too much going on around here

to throw this into the mix.

I still have another few weeks
before I start my dialysis.

Well, I'm here for you, Rosie.

You need a ride to the doctor

or you need to hear a corny dad joke,

I'm your guy.

Thanks.

(door closes)

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