All language subtitles for Dexter S07E07

Previously on Dexter:

This blood
is from a defensive wound .

So you got arrested , there'II be a triaI ,
you'Il go to prison for a Iong time.

-Does that mean this is over?
-No.

These men are dangerous.

You shouId not get involved
with the Koshka Brotherhood .

Don't be scared . I'm not gonna
Iet anything happen to you .

Where's Nadia?

Sirko wants you to Iose the evidence
Iinking him to the CoIombian murders.

-If I do this, Nadia is a free woman .
-DeaI .

What was Price doing here?

He heard we dug up more
Wayne RandalI victims. . .

. . .asked if he couId see the fiIes.

-I fudged the blood report.
-The void pattern on this body. . .

. . . indicates a kiIler much smaIIer
than Wayne RandaII .

-SmalIer, Iike Hannah McKay?
-And I think she kept right on kilIing .

If that's true, we're totaIIy fucked .
We gave her immunity.

So how'd he die? Your husband?

Heart attack.

She kiIIed her husband , I can feel it.

''Aconite.''
I ngesting it causes heart attack.

Do what you gotta do.

Dexter. . . .

Chemistry.
l've heard some people have it.

An attraction that can 't be quantified
or explained.

ls that the reason behind this?

Loss of control?

Maybe the desire to get Hannah
on my table was just a way. . .

. . . to deny the effect she has on me.

So now what?

-How do you Iike it?
-Not much .

You do this to aIl the girls
that you go out with?

-Wrap them up in plastic?
-I don't actualIy go out.

So, what, this whoIe date thing was just
to get me alone so you can kiIl me?

Why?

It's what I do.

You kiII peopIe.

Bad peopIe.

So you think I'm bad .

You . . . .

You fit the generaI description .

You have no idea.

I didn't pIan to spend the whole evening
taIking about Hannah McKay.

WeII , what do you wanna taIk about?
The economy?

I don't know.
What kind of music you Iike?

A jaiIhouse door sIamming shut.
That's my idea of music.

I don't know what's driving me crazier,
Hannah McKay getting away. . .

. . .with a shitIoad of murder,
or you chewing on that straw.

OId habits die hard .

You know, it's gonna be a reaI downer
for your book if Hannah gets away.

PeopIe who buy true crime stuff tend
to Iike it when the bad guy gets caught.

Maybe I can help you
rewrite the ending .

-So now you're an editor.
-I'm thinking about Hannah's husband .

Forty year olds don't just drop dead
of a heart attack.

I couId have the body exhumed ,
test it for aconite.

It's been 1 0 years.

If it's there, the tox screen wiIl find it.
The hard part is getting permission .

Hannah's the next of kin ,
and I doubt she's gonna sign off on it.

She's not the onIy next of kin .
Hannah's husband had a sister.

WeII , aren't you
a goddamn know-it-aII?

-It's not my onIy virtue.
-That remains to be seen .

Thank you for dinner.

-We shouId do it again .
-Yeah , why not?

I'Il check my notes on the sister
and get back to you .

Chemistry deals with the reactions
between elementary forms of matter.

Separate the elements,
and you negate the reaction.

-This can't happen again .
-Which part?

-The horse tranquiIizer?
-The sex part.

Yeah , I was thinking the same thing .

-Why?
-We both know it wouIdn't end welI .

-Just teII me something .
-What?

You're not gonna try and kiII me, right.
I have the right to know.

If I was, we wouIdn't be
having this conversation .

Let's just think of it
as a misunderstanding .

One way to put it.

You know, you don't realIy seem
that shaken up.

You know, for someone
who thought she was gonna die.

Yeah , you're right, I suppose
I should be a little more freaked out.

Maybe I never reaIIy beIieved
that you were gonna do it.

Boy, did he pick the wrong car.

Oh , don't, don't.

-It was an interesting night.
-That's one way to put it.

You know, you never reaIly asked me
why I kiIl people.

I don't need to.

Price.

The man thrives on stories,
and l've just given him a great twist.

lf he writes about Hannah and me
my career is a memory.

CIouds parted ,
and much was reveaIed .

And that would be?

Now I know why the bIood work on the
Wayne RandalI spree was so spotty.

You were protecting someone.

As far as Price knows, l'm an innocent
lab geek in over his head.

-How Iong have you been seeing her?
-What do you want to keep quiet?

It's not in my nature
to keep quiet about anything .

-You can't write about this.
-It's nothing personaI .

-I'm just doing my job.
-You'Il destroy my job.

Sorry. No way around that.

You couId aIways go on the record ,
heIp me get my facts straight.

I love writing about crimes
from the inside.

What if I give you something better?

What better than
''Lab tech seduced by femme fatale?''

I was the Iast one to speak
with Wayne RandaII .

I couId teII you
what his Iast words were.

How he reaIIy felt about Hannah .

How do I know you wouIdn't be making
something up to save your ass?

I wouldn't be,
but you'd have to judge for yourseIf.

Either way, I'd be on the record .

I'Il give it some thought.

I n the meantime, I'Il keep quiet
about you and Hannah McKay.

Show of good faith .

Between you and me,
I'd watch what I eat around her.

I'Il be in touch .

As if l needed another reason
to stay away from Hannah.

At least
l've bought myself some time.

-This a good time?
-Yes.

My theory on the barreI girI kiIlers
went nowhere.

I'm on a dead end
on Bay Harbor Butcher.

-Shit.
-I was thinking we could brainstorm.

I keep wondering
if we haven't missed something .

You know, some angIe, or--

You know,
maybe we haven't missed anything .

-What do you mean?
-Maybe we've been sidetracked . . .

. . . by our feeIings
about Sergeant Doakes.

I think we've been objective.

WeII , I guess I'm just not sure,
you know?

I know what it's Iike to hoId
on to an idea of someone, you know?

To refuse to beIieve
that they have a dark side. . .

. . . but everything we've done,
alI the evidence. . .

. . . it stiII points to Sergeant Doakes.

At some point, we have to face facts.

It's possibIe
that we've been reaching for Ieads.

So shouId we rethink
what we're doing here?

I mean , I just. . . .
I don't know if it's worth it.

Maybe you're right.

I'm fucking going to heII .

Sal Price made his living writing
about the dark things people do. . .

. . .but he doesn't seem
to have a dark side of his own.

At least nothing l can use.

-You have a minute?
-Sure.

What's this?

It's your report
on the RandalI victims.

What about it?

There's something weird .

This blood spatter points
to a kiIler other than Wayne RandalI .

Someone smaIler.

How'd you come to that?

Sal Price had an outside lab
run an anaIysis.

They found the discrepancies.

-Did you miss this?
-Price strikes again.

Where will he show up next?

Deb, I didn't miss anything .
I considered the same scenario.

And?

BIood spatter is largeIy a matter
of interpretation . . .

. . . but I'm convinced Wayne
was the soIe kiIIer.

These bIood drops
came from the kiIIer.

You couId've tested them to see if
they matched Wayne RandalI's DNA. . .

. . .just to be sure.

But I was sure. I didn't think the test
was worth the time or the money.

EspecialIy since the case
had been solved .

Just say what you wanna say.

Hannah McKay kilIed this woman
and you're covering .

-Why wouId I wanna do that?
-To save her for your table.

You're wrong, Deb.
If you want, I'II have the bIood tested .

Just say the word ,
we can spend the money.

I'Il think about it.

You smeII that?

-What?
-Sulphur, mixed with shit.

Means Isaak Sirko's attorney
is on his way.

They wanna run their own anaIysis
on the samples we took from Mateo's.

Confirm that it's his cIient's bIood
we found .

-Masuka's grabbing it now.
-I'Il have it ready for them .

That evidence shouId keep Isaak
Iocked up for a long time.

One less killer to worry about.

I just checked the freezer.
The evidence on Sirko is gone.

Or not.

How in the heIl does the most
cruciaI piece of evidence. . .

. . .against Isaak Sirko just disappear
from our own poIice station?

I don't know.

I logged the bIood sampIes
into evidence myseIf.

There's onIy one explanation .

The Koshka Brotherhood
has a moIe inside.

A moIe?
You read too many spy novels.

Maybe the evidence
just got mispIaced .

Hey, we do not mispIace evidence.
And who reads anymore?

-Simmer down, tiger mom .
-Masuka's right.

This is why Sirko's attorney
asked for discovery.

Evidence wouId be missing ,
we'd be Ieft holding our dicks.

We can find who's responsibIe Iater.

We have 24 hours
to find those bIood sampIes. . .

. . .or to come up with new evidence.
And if we don't, Sirko walks.

I'm gonna go
check the evidence room Iog .

See who's been there
in the last coupIe of days.

The crime scene
hasn't been reIeased yet.

Maybe we couId re-coIlect a sample
of Sirko's bIood .

Fucking hauI your ass over there.
Masuka, Quinn , go with him.

We Iet a fish this big sIip
through our net. . .

. . . I'm gonna be very unhappy.

You and me both .

-What's going on with the restaurant?
-I've been approved to take over. . .

. . . but I stiII need a few thousand
to keep the pIace running .

-What are you gonna do?
-Turn over cushions. . .

. . .stand in the corner with a tin cup,
I don't know.

HoIy shit.

I don't know about the hoIy,
but there's no denying the shit part.

Fucking Koshkas.

They fucked up the sewage Iine
to contaminate the crime scene.

Which means Sirko
wilI be free soon .

And l'll have to kill him
before he comes after me.

Need any more proof
that there's a mole?

I hate to ask, but wouId you guys
take a Iook around . . .

. . .see if there's any bIood anywhere
that's not mixed with crap?

-I wouldn't get my hopes up.
-They do not pay us enough for this.

Quinn , can I talk to you outside?

Why don't you guys wait outside
whiIe we're in here vomiting?

The Iist of visitors of the evidence
Iock-up in the Iast 72 hours.

-Your name's on it.
-So?

-So, what were you doing in there?
-I don't know, my job, maybe?

I'm a detective,
I go to Evidence.

-What was the case?
-The Dixon murders.

I gotta testify next week.

Wanted to make sure
I had my ducks in a row.

-What you insinuating?
-You're dating a stripper. . .

. . .that works at a cIub owned
by the Koshka Brotherhood .

So you think I stole evidence
for the Koshkas?

-Doesn't look good .
-Fuck you .

HoId on . You're no choirboy,
but I know you wouIdn't sink that Iow.

-Then why are we taIking about this?
-Because I'm doing my job. . .

. . .and I needed to hear it from you .

No, it Iooks like
it was deIiberate, Deb.

We're not gonna find any
new evidence, at Ieast not here.

We're haltway through another sweep
and so far we've got fucking zip.

-I don't think you're gonna find anything .
-Neither do I.

Dexter, if this case falIs apart
and Isaak waIks. . .

-. . . he could be on the street tonight.
-I know.

-Just have to take care of him myseIf.
-Stay the fuck away from him .

I don't think ignoring Isaak
is the right approach .

I'm not gonna ignore him .

I'm gonna put a taiI on him 24I7
untiI his traveI visa expires.

He 's not gonna pick crust
out of his eye without us knowing.

So don't fucking do anything .

I won't.

Except use the time
to get Sal Price off my back.

The address for the sister
of Hannah's Iate husband .

Her name's Lori .

-Have you ever heard of e-maiI?
-I like interacting face-to-face.

EspecialIy when their face
Iooks Iike yours.

You can canceI that shit right now.

-You got a probIem with compliments?
-Yes, when they're sIightIy cheesy. . .

. . .and they come out of the bIue,
yeah .

I'Il try to contact Lori
and get permission for the exhumation .

-Can I tag aIong , for the interview?
-No.

It's gonna be awkward enough without
some goofy writer hovering over us.

Maybe we can meet Iater
and you filI me in .

I did get you the info. Come on .
It'II be totaIIy off the record .

Fair enough .

But I'm buying .

-You aII right?
-I'm okay.

I thought
I wasn't going to see you again .

-They hurt you?
-No.

They sent me to their cIub
in Fort Myers. I was so scared .

I thought for sure they were gonna
send me back to Kiev.

I'd burn down every one of their
fucking cIubs before I Iet that happen .

Oh , my God , Joey.

Did you promise them something
to keep me here?

-Don't worry about it.
-I warned you about the Koshkas.

I can take care of myseIf.
And I can take care of the both of us.

Look at me.

Very soon , you're never gonna have
to work for any of those people again .

I don't understand .

-What have you done?
-You're gonna be free.

Trust me.

I'm touched you wanted to be part
of my weIcome back committee.

More like a parade.

Heat like that's gotta make
a fIight home to Kiev feeI pretty good .

Not yet, George.

Miami is stiII overcrowded , by one.

So you said this
was about my brother Jake?

Yes.

This may be a IittIe upsetting . . .

. . . but we need your permission
to exhume his body.

Exhume his body? Why?

Evidence has come to light
that your brother's death . . .

. . . may not have been an accident.

But Jake died of a heart attack.

We believe
he may have been poisoned . . .

. . .and that his wife was responsible.

Oh , my God . Hannah?

That's what we're thinking .

Did she and your brother get aIong?

Yeah , they seemed
to have a great reIationship.

Looked Iike they were totalIy in Iove.

EspecialIy after they found out
she was expecting .

-She was pregnant?
-Yeah , she toId me in confidence.

I was surprised .
I didn't think Hannah wanted kids.

-What happened to the baby?
-She lost it.

Right after Jake's death .
It was a miscarriage.

You know, affer the funeral ,
Hannah cut everyone off.

It was like my whoIe side of the family
never existed .

No matter how many times
I reached out. . .

. . .she just wouIdn't reciprocate.

Ms. Kirkwood , I think
we can find out for sure. . .

. . .what happened to your brother.

We just need your help.

-That Iooks heavy. Need a hand?
-I need you out of my Iife.

That can be arranged .
AII you have to do is taIk to me.

Everything I have to say to you
can be summed up in two words--

-Let me guess, ''fuck off.''
-GIad we got that straight.

I want to write the authorised
biography of Hannah McKay.

It'II go through the roof.

God knows I haven't
had a decent selIer in years.

-I need this, Hannah .
-Oh , I'm sorry.

I missed the last part over the sound
of my heart breaking .

You don't taIk to me,
you'Il force me to specuIate.

-Maybe even get creative.
-It takes brains to be creative.

''Hannah McKay
never Iost her taste for kilIing .

She just updated her technique
from knives to poison .''

Just an excerpt from the preface.

AIong with some materiaI
on one Dexter Morgan--

Who's a fan of my work, by the way.

--and how he manipuIated evidence
to help the woman he Ioved .

-I'Il deny everything .
-Which wiII be great publicity.

Okay. Fine, we'II taIk.

Just keep Dexter out of this.

Depends on what you give me.

My house, tomorrow, 4 p. m.

-HeIIo?
-lt's your favourite author.

Decided to take you up
on your Wayne RandalI offer.

-You won't be sorry.
-l'll come to your place.

How's tomorrow night sound?
Seven p. m .?

Seven it is.

Price covered
a Iot of murders during his career.

The bloodier, the better.

He likes getting at his cases
from the inside.

You can't get more inside
than becoming a suspect.

Christy Lawson .
Her kiIIer was never found .

Price wrote a book about her case.
One of his best seIIers.

AII I need is Price's DNA
to Iink him to the crime.

You shouId throw that away, Dex.

Hannah needs to know
what's going on .

You're looking for an excuse
to see her.

You couId just pick up the phone.

Christ, Joey. You're here so often ,
we gotta get you your own spot.

I did what you wanted .
The evidence against Sirko is gone.

I want Nadia's passport.

She's done with you ,
and your whole shitty organisation .

Is she?

-Yeah , and so am I .
-We've been working weIl together.

-Why kiII a good thing?
-Who do you think you're fucking with?

Think I'm some fucking asshoIe,
one of your bag men?

-Take it easy.
-I couId fuck you up.

It goes two ways, detective.
You destroyed poIice evidence.

That'II get you thrown off the force.
HeII , you'd probabIy do time.

-Stay the fuck away from me.
-That's not gonna happen , Joey.

So you think reaI hard
about your next move. . .

. . .and what it means for your future.

And Nadia's.

You managed to stay away from me
for one whoIe day.

What happened to our plan?

Sal Price happened .

-Price?
-He saw us together. . .

. . .when I dropped you off.

He threatened to put me in his book.

I can't Iet that happen .

There's more.

He showed up at the FIower Mart.

He wants me to go on record
about my time with Wayne. . .

. . .or he'lI say that I'm a murderer.

I'm gonna handIe Price.

Like the way you handled me?

Not exactly. I only go affer kiIlers.

-Like me.
-It's the code I Iive by.

Code, huh?

Sometimes Iife just has to be taken .
There's no need to dress it up.

It's more than that.

I think you're just afraid to admit
that you enjoy kiIIing .

And you don't?

No.

KiIling for me is just surrendering
to nature's way.

Nature adds and subtracts.

SurvivaI of the fittest.

So you're the fittest.

So far.

You ever wonder what it wouId be Iike
if you didn't have aII these ruIes?

Price doesn't have to die.

I can get him to back off for good .

I'm used to deaIing with things
on my own . I don't need somebody.

I know you don't.

But I have this covered .

Consider it a good-bye present.

Okay.

I suppose we're going for a record .

A record?

How many times
we can say goodbye for good .

Goodbye.

She isn't drawn to my darkness
like Lila, or blind to it like Rita. . .

. . .and she doesn't need it
like Lumen.

She accepts both sides of me.

The whole Dexter.

So why am l walking away
from this?

Because when some chemicals mix
they combust and explode.

-You don't have to be here.
-He's my brother.

I understand .

-You okay?
-Yeah .

What the fuck?

There's no tissue.

-That normaI?
-It is if the body wasn't embaImed .

Isn't that standard procedure?

U nIess the next of kin
specifies otherwise.

-Can we do the tests?
-Not on bones, lieutenant.

There's nothing I can do here.

What is it?

Your brother's remains. . . .

He wasn't embalmed .

-I don't understand .
-We can't run the tests.

So you're saying this was alI
for nothing?

I'm gonna find out
what happened , Lori .

I'm not gonna give up.

I can see this was a good idea.

-You look Iike you need a drink.
-Yeah , or five.

Excuse me.
BottIed brew for the lady.

ActualIy, can I get a doubIe scotch ,
neat, pIease?

When do you get the resuIts
for the exhumation?

We won't.

The body was more Iike a pile
of bones. Nothing to test.

-Shit. He wasn't embalmed .
-Yeah .

And surprise,
it was at the discretion of. . .

-. . . Hannah .
-Hannah .

Thank you .

That poor woman had to watch her
dead brother be dug up.

And for what?
I put her through fucking heIl .

You couIdn't anticipate this.
It's not your fauIt.

WeII , it doesn't make it any better.

Sometimes my job
reaIIy fucking sucks.

ActualIy, it always sucks.

Why do you do it?

I don't know
how to do fuck-alI eIse.

-I'm sure that's not true.
-Oh , God . . .

. . . if you are buiIding up to a compliment,
now is not the time.

Look.

I'm gonna interview Hannah Iater.

-Maybe I can pulI something out.
-Gross.

WeII , you can teIl me
how it went over dinner.

I might even Iet you pay.

Lemonade?

I'Il pass.

ShouId we get started?

I just wanna make sure
that we're cIear.

You're going to forget
about Dexter Morgan .

-He got under your skin , didn't he?
-TeIl me that you understand .

Never heard of him.

We'lI start with the coupIe
from the motel .

ljust need enough of Price's DNA
to plant at a crime scene.

Traces of blood.

Good for me, bad for his gums.

The more you Iinger, the greater
the chance of being caught.

Crime scene data, audio interviews.

It's Price's research on Hannah .

If I get rid of it, it'II crippIe his book.

-Maybe kiIl it.
-You didn't come here to protect Hannah .

You need to think
about yourseIf right now.

Wayne gave me the knife
and toId me to guard the woman .

I figured it'd be easy,
seeing as how scared she was.

What was Wayne doing?

He started to stab the husband .

Over and over and over.

The woman
was screaming Iike crazy.

The man she Ioved
was getting knifed in front of her eyes.

But he. . . .

He didn't give up.

He grabbed Wayne
and he puIled him toward him .

And then the woman jumped
on Wayne.

-The woman you were guarding .
-Yeah , she was protecting her husband .

I don't bIame her,
I would've done the same thing .

Keep going .

Wayne was yeIling for me
to get her off him. . .

. . .so I grabbed her by the hair
and I puIled her to the bed . . .

. . .and she just kept screaming
and screaming .

So I stabbed her.

And she just kept screaming .
And there was so much blood .

What did you do?

I stabbed her
untiI the screaming stopped .

Take a second .

Looks tasty.

Certainly better
than the swilI I've choked on of late.

Don't worry, I haven't come down here
to cause you harm .

Not yet.

Not with Miami Metro's finest
shadowing my every move.

Yes, I certainly hope
they are the finest.

For your sake.

What do you want?

So Iong as I'm waiting around
to kiIl you . . .

. . . I thought we might have
a IittIe chat.

Good chips.

WhiIe I was incarcerated . . .

. . . I found myseIf pIagued
with a nagging question .

I mean , I wiII move heaven and earth
to snuff out your life. . .

. . . because you kilIed Viktor.

I n fact, I was so bIinded
by my desire for vengeance. . .

. . .that you were abIe to Iead me
into a trap.

A mistake I assure you
won't happen again .

We have a cartoon in America
about a Coyote. . .

. . .who chases after a Road Runner.

He keeps thinking that.

He keeps rocket-skating
right off the cIiff.

You see, I know what motivates me.

But what I don't know
is what drove you to kiII my friend .

He kiIIed Mike Anderson .

A man you bareIy knew for what,
Iess than three months?

It's aII public record .

No.

You didn't kiIl Viktor
out of vengeance.

I have a feeIing
that you're a different kind of animaI .

The question is. . . .

What kind are you , Dexter Morgan?

The kind who hunted your friend down
and strapped him to a board . . .

. . .and put a pIastic bag on his head . . .

. . .and crushed his skuIl
with a fire extinguisher.

The kind who's gonna do the same to
you , give or take the fire extinguisher.

You're gonna regret
sharing that with me.

For the chip.

-This is the Iast load .
-Thanks, Jamie.

You know, you're an interesting guy.

Have a seat.

I should do my next book on you .

Believe me, I know a good story
when I hear one.

You know, as a blood spatter anaIyst,
I'm kind of a storyteIler myself.

OnIy difference is your medium's ink,
and mine's blood .

I nteresting observation .

Before we taIk about Wayne,
I have a story idea of my own .

MostIy non-fiction .
I wanted to get your take.

I'm aIl ears.

So new DNA evidence pops up. . .

. . . in the unsoIved murder
of Christy Lawson .

You know, the jogger
who was kilIed near Matheson Park.

It turns out that the DNA
beIongs to a true crime writer.

You said it was mostly non-fiction .
Sounds Iike it's alI buIIshit.

WeII , the anonymous tip
is reaI enough .

The one that mentions SaI Price.

It seems he wrote a very successfuI
book about the same case.

Now it turns out he was her kilIer.

You have to appreciate the irony.

How do you pIan
to make this happen , exactIy?

Let's just say you're gonna need
a new eIectric toothbrush .

-You broke into my apartment?
-No, I very carefulIy picked your lock.

It's time to visit the dentist.

-You son of a bitch .
-Hey, it's nothing personaI .

-I can't have you messing with my Iife.
-Fuck you !

You're not gonna get away with this.

I'm gonna ruin your--

Hannah.

-Oh , my God , what happened?
-CaII 9 1 1 .

9 1 1, what is your emergency?

I need an ambulance
at 8240 Palm Terrace.

Apartment 1 0B. PIease hurry.

So I came in to see if Dexter was okay,
and I saw that guy on the floor.

Dexter told me to caIl 9 1 1 ,
and he started CPR.

-Hear anything before the crash?
-There was some shouting .

Kind of like an argument.

-Dexter's voice?
-I didn't recognise the voice.

I administered CPR
untiI the paramedics showed up. . .

. . . but he was unresponsive.

Okay, Dex. I think it's aIl here.

Hey, were you and Price
arguing before he coIIapsed?

The interview
might have gotten a IittIe heated .

How heated?

He accused me of sloppy work
on the Wayne RandaIl case.

I might have raised my voice a little,
that's aII .

A contusion to the head .
The source of aIl the bIood .

That's not enough to kiII a man .

Okay, wait for the medical examiner
to get here, okay?

-Why aIl the bIood , Dex?
-H is head struck the tabIe as he feIl .

Jesus.

You okay?

No, I'm not okay.

I can't even have a drink
with someone.

-You had a drink with him?
-Yeah .

He was nice, you know? I liked him .

Did Price tell Deb about me
and Hannah ?

Doubtful. Deb would
have already brought it up.

-I can't beIieve--
-I'm sorry.

-I wish I couId teII you what happened .
-I know what happened .

Hannah McKay.

She kiIIed Price.

What makes you think that?

He was convinced she stabbed
one of the victims.

And that she kept on kiIIing .
Her husband , other people.

AII with poison .
He was gonna put it in his book.

She poisoned Price.
It's not a coincidence.

-How wouId she pulI that off?
-I don't know.

I'm gonna pick her up for questioning .
I'm gonna run a tox screen on his body.

She's not gonna get away with it.
Not this time.

Hannah must know that Price's body
will be tested for poison.

So why isn't she concerned?

Or is she just that good at hiding it?

Mrs. McKay, l'm Lieutenant Morgan.

Do you want anything before
we get started? A water? Coffee?

Just wanna know
what I'm doing here.

Okay.

-Sal Price is dead .
-Oh , my God .

She is that good.

What happened?

-I was hoping you couId telI me that.
-How can I do that?

Ms. McKay, I was hoping
that we couId cut through the crap.

Sal Price was writing a book on you .
You didn't Iike it, so you poisoned him.

That's crazy.

You're a kiIIer, Ms. McKay.

You're a fucking good one,
I'Il give you that.

You've gotten away with it
for a Iong time.

But I have a blood report
on BeverIy Grey. . .

. . .that proves she was kiIled by a pIant
that grows on your property.

And I have a forensics report
on the Wayne RandaIl bodies. . .

. . .that prove that you stabbed
one of their victims to death .

I'm not even sure
why we're taIking about that.

I have immunity
for the Wayne RandalI kiIIings.

Right, and the Beverly Grey evidence
is circumstantial .

U nIess I can tie it to the poisons
that I'm gonna find in the tox screen . . .

. . .that I just ordered for Sal Price.

That is gonna naiI your fucking ass
to the fIoor.

-I didn't do anything to SaI .
-No. He just dropped dead .

PeopIe die.
It doesn't mean they were poisoned .

Is that what happened to your
husband?

Did he just die?

AIong with your unborn baby?

What the fuck happened ,
Ms. McKay?

Was he pressuring you
to have a famiIy?

Was it making you feel trapped?

She 's not acting.

Charge me with something ,
or Iet me go.

I am trying to give you an opportunity
to come cIean about SaI Price.

You'Il be doing yourseIf a big favour
when your case comes to triaI .

-Am I done here?
-Yeah . You're done. Trust me.

You know,
my grandma has this saying .

''Trust those who seek the truth . . .

. . . but doubt those
who say that they have found it.''

My grandma wasn't ever wrong .

Hannah survived Deb 's questioning. . .

. . .but she might not make it
through mine.

Price was going to destroy my life.
I had to do something .

I told you I wouId take care of it.

You weren't exactly giving me
progress reports.

I saw a chance and I took it.

-I was doing it for you too.
-For me?

He died in my apartment!

My Iiving room is a crime scene.

You know who I am, what that means
to someone like me.

I figured it would kick in whiIe Price was
on the road , a convenient auto accident.

How'd you do it?

Is it reaIIy important?

-Is life in prison important?
-I'm never going to prison .

Price liked to chew on his pens.

The Iast one had a IittIe something
on it, compIetely undetectabIe.

-You better hope so.
-I know so.

Just wish I couId've destroyed
Price's book aIong with him.

ActualIy, I took care of Price's book.

You what?

How?

I was at his apartment
colIecting DNA sampIes. . .

. . .for my now-defunct pIan
to get him to shut up. . .

. . .and I erased his research on you .

Thanks.

It onIy took a minute.

I couId feeI you watching me
whiIe I was being interrogated .

-You saw the whoIe thing , didn't you?
-Is it true about your husband?

Did you kilI him
because he didn't want a family?

It was the opposite.

I wanted a famiIy and he didn't.

He threatened to Ieave me
unIess I got an abortion .

-What happened to the baby?
-It was a miscarriage.

Sometimes Iife subtracts.

Sometimes it adds.

Do you reaIise what happened?

We were looking out for each other.

That's big for people Iike us,
maybe even historic.

What's this?

-For your restaurant.
-It's 1 0 grand .

You know I got that inheritance
a whiIe back.

-I've been looking to invest.
-I can't take this. Are you crazy?

You too good for my fucking money?

-No, this is way too generous.
-BulIshit. It's famiIy money.

-You're famiIy to me.
-Quinn .

Look, you're stuck with it.
I'm not taking it back.

I do expect a few free meaIs, though .

This is a Ioan , you asshoIe.
I'm gonna pay you back.

Okay, big guy. We're good .

Report's back on the tox screen
on SaI Price.

-This can't be right.
-M . E. ran it twice.

Negative both times.

That fucking bitch
is gonna get away with it again .

Wayne was yelling
for me to get her off him. . .

. . .so l grabbed her by the hair
and l pulled her to the bed. . .

. . .and she just kept screaming
and screaming.

So l stabbed her,
and she just kept screaming. . .

. . .and there was so much blood.

What did you do?

l stabbed her
until the screaming stopped.

Not only can 't l kill her,
l can't seem to stay away from her.

Even when I'm not with Hannah,
she 's there, in my head.

When some elements come together,
they create a reaction. . .

. . . that can 't be reversed.

They transcend chemistry.

ls this what love feels like?

ls this how it begins?

Am I even capable of this?

HeIIo?

Hannah McKay kilIed SaI Price,
and she's gonna waIk.

She's gonna get away with it. . .

. . .and we both know
she's gonna kiII again .

Deb, can we talk
about this in the morning?

He didn 't deserve to die.

l can't let this happen.

There has to be some fucking justice.

It's you , Dex.

Me?

You know what l'm saying?

She deserves it.

I want you to make it right.

Do what you do.