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[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[EXHALES]

Hey. Sorry I'm late. The coffee guy was…

Assaulting your head?

What is going on up there? Is it bad?

Before I answer that question, do
you currently have a knife on you?

Yeah, several. Then I love it.

-It really is hair.
-[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

It's bad, Rosa.
You look like Edna from The Incredibles.

I'm sorry, don't stab me. [SIGHS]

My girlfriend Jocelyn's been practicing
a bunch of different hairstyles on me.

She's in cosmetology school.

Is she passing? Honestly, I don't know.

Well, let's get into this murder.
I'm hoping it's a dope one.

Mamma mia. That's a bloody pizza pie.

Ugh. No, it's okay.
I can say that. I'm half Italian.

That's not the problem I had with it.

Detectives.
The vacuum was running when we got here.

Smeared blood across
the entire apartment.

Is this dope enough for you?
It's a bloody robot, Rosa.

It's clearly a good start,

but it's gonna take more than
that to be certified as dope.

Who's the vic? Name is Andrew Adams.

Kind of a boring name. Not dope.

He's an investigative reporter.

Dope. What was he investigating?
Chicken farming.

Sharp turn away from dopeness.
But who found the body?

His boss called the cops
when he didn't show up to work,

so he was found by Officer Darrell.

PERALTA: Officer Darrell?
You are seriously un-doping this.

You got anything else for me? Jen?

The apartment was locked from the inside.
Mysterious. Dope.

And the alarm system was still armed.

Dope, dope, dope. So hard to solve.

Any surveillance cameras? Oh, yeah.

Tons of them. We checked them.
[WHISPERING] It's too easy.

But no one was seen going in or out.
So, whoever did this was a ghost.

Yes! A ghost!

Oh! I officially declare
this case [LOUDLY] dope.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

Whoo! I love the first
walkthrough of a crime scene.

It's kinds like arriving at summer camp,

except the lake's full

of blood and your bunkmate is dead.

I think I might be bad at metaphors.

So, after Adams comes home from work,

the only person who approaches
his doorway is this delivery guy?

JEN: Yeah, but he never
enters the apartment.

Hey, Rosa.

Check it out. Triple digies!

There's so much
evidence, we hit triple digies.

Cool. Cool, indeed.

But you know what's not cool?

Our vic ordered his dinner
from House of Lettuce.

There's no way this guy
knew he was gonna die.

No one would want
lettuce as their last meal.

For example, my last meal
is gon'st to be Sour Straws.

You just keep those in your pocket?

We face death every day.

I gotta be prepared to
go out on my own terms.

I can't even think about eating.

Smells like the brim
of Scully's hat in here.

That's the heat wave.
It sped up body decomp.

I guess you could say

this mystery is straight
outta decomp-ton.

No. Who are you?

I'm Franco McCoy.

I'm running CSI and forensics.
You two must be detectives.

I can tell because you
look pretty buttoned up.

We're both wearing leather jackets,

and I won this hoodie
for eating a big pizza.

Just do me a favor.

Don't turn into a star humper
around me or my squad

because they make TV
shows about us sometimes.

What?
They make shows about us all the time.

[SNORTS] Name one. Law and Order.

Never heard of it. NYPD Blue.

Nope. Miami Vice.

Nah. Pass. Hill Street Blues. The Wire.

Sounds dumb. Rizzoli & Isles.

Okay. That's a good one.

If the heat's causing the smell,

why don't we turn on the air conditioning…
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

That kind of air flow

is gonna kick up all
kinds of dust particles.

That AC stays off, which
means the odor in here?

Only gonna get worse.
Pro tip, plug your noses.

Had this little bad boy
custom-made, 3D printed [SNIFFS]

To fit these sweet nosters. [SNIFFS]

Are you trying to abbreviate "nostrils"?

In CSI, we don't try.

We do, son.

Okay.
Well, it's been sort of okay meeting you.

We're gonna turn our
backs and ignore you now.

[SIGHS] Hey, Jake, you
know what it's time for?

I sure do.

BOTH: Jake and Rosa's first impressions.

Cast-off pattern on the far wall
suggests upward knife slices. Jake?

Wounds on the vic's back means
he didn't see the killer coming. Rosa?

Laptop, wallet, keys, all in plain sight.
No sign of forced entry.

Doesn't connote a robbery. Jake?

But it does connote that

our killer was waiting for
Adams in the apartment.

Did I use the word "connote" correctly?
You did.

Great. Will you text that to Amy?

I don't want to say what
using good vocabulary gets me.

Okay. Sexual intercourse.

Oh, gross. What? We're adults.

WOMAN: I'm his mother! Let me in!

[SIGHS] Rock-paper-scissors for
who has to talk to the vic's mom.

Deal.

It's a game of chance.
How do you always win?

You always pick paper. That's not true.

Here, go again.

One more time.

All right, one more time.

One more time.

One more time.

One more time.

All right, one more time.

One more time.

God, this reverse psychology is a bust!

Ma'am? I'm Detective Peralta.
This is Detective Diaz.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Please tell me whatever you can.
Nobody will tell me anything.

I really wish that I could, but
we're just starting our investigation.

Now, is there anyone you can think
of that would want to hurt your son?

No! Everybody loved Andrew.

I don't know why this happened.

Please, you have to find who did this.

We're doing everything we can.

Promise me, you'll find who did this.

Ma'am, we can't promise… Promise me!

Andrew was my whole world.
I'm a single mom.

I promise you.

Wow. You really are an idiot.

Um, exsqueeze me?

Did you really just promise a victim's
family member we would solve a crime?

Oh, come on. I was just consoling her.

No. It was a full-on
promise, and it wasn't just her.

Yes, Betty. I promise I will
find your friend's son's killer.

Yes, you can put your husband on.
I'll promise him, too.

Okay, what's his number at work, then?
Do you have a pen?

You broke the number one rule of
dealing with a victim's family member.

What were you thinking? I don't know.

She reminded me of my mom, okay?

A single mother crying in the hallway?

Those were some of my
best childhood memories.

Jake. What, is that bad?

Dude, you never make a promise,
because if we don't solve this,

you've given her false
hope, and that is way worse.

Normally, I would totally agree with
you, but we're going to solve this case.

We have so much evidence.
We hit triple digies.

We'll interview his friends
and neighbors and coworkers.

Come on. We got this.

We're Jake and Rosa. And also Franco.

You're not a part of this, Franco.
Your loss.

My goodness. Did Mother Gothel
finally let you out of the tower

to see the lanterns
that fly for your birthday?

What? It was a Tangled burn.

Charles and I watched it for bros night.
Cool.

No, Jocelyn's learning how
to weave in hair extensions.

She wanted me to look nice,
'cause I'm meeting her parents tonight.

Wow. Moving fast.
Meeting each other's parents.

Yeah. Well, I'm meeting hers.

I still haven't talked to
my mom since coming out,

so it's kind of a bummer.

I don't really wanna talk about this.
Can we find a segue?

What?
You can't just say, "Let's find a segue."

I just did.
I talked to the neighbors. Okay.

Our vic had a party three
nights before the murder.

I talked to everyone on the guest list.
They all have alibis, so I got nothing.

How did your interviews go? Not great.

I talked to his coworkers,
friends and family.

No one had a motive.
Everyone loved him. The dumb jerk. RIP.

Did you promise any of
them that you'd find the killer?

[LAUGHING]

Yes, his aunt.
She also reminded me of my mom.

Her name was Karen! Jake!

Look, it's gonna be fine.

This apartment is full
of forensic evidence.

There is no way that CSI
hasn't found something.

I have never been more
confident in my entire…

Oh, I can taste the smell.

Ugh.
You shouldn't be able to taste smells.

That's the heat cooking the
blood rot right out of the floorboards.

Set scent to simmer. Serve over rice.

-Well. I hated that.
-DIAZ: Just so you know, Franco,

we're not responding
positively to you as a person.

Yeah, maybe just give
us an update on the labs.

Copy that.
The victim was stabbed 30 times.

Coroner puts time of death

between 6 p.m.
and 7:30 p.m. Sunday night.

Okay, and how many
DNA matches did you find?

None. What about hair?

Zero. Fingerprints?

Zilch-aroni.
I have no matches of anything

on any criminal databases whatsoever.

[GROANS] Still feeling good
about your promise, Jake?

Still feeling good about
that haircut, Cousin Itt?

Franco, how did you
guys not find anything?

You had 15 people in here.

[CHUCKLES] First of all, you
sound so ignorant right now.

I had 14 guys here.

Like I'd ever get approval for 15 guys.
That's insane.

Second of all, don't
worry, Detective Kitty Cat.

I got one droplet of milk nestled at
the top of CSI's teat, so pucker up.

Just talk normal.

We tested the blood.

This splatter here belongs to the victim,

this to a second individual,
and that to a third.

Oh, hells, yes.

We might have some perp blood in here.
This is huge!

Rosa, we are gonna solve this case.

What're you doing? Texting my mom.

I mean, the vic's mom.
I know it's bad that I said "my mom."

It's bad that you're texting her. I know!

Good morning, Rosa. I see

you're still going out with
Edward Scissorhands.

You seem particularly
chipper this morning.

Indeed, I am, because I
finally tracked down the guy

who delivered our vic his final meal,

and in so doing, maybe
saw the other two guys

who bled all over this apartment.

We don't know there were
three people in this apartment.

Peralta. Diaz. Special delivery.

Delivery guy.
Wow, Franco, you're really getting lazy.

You're lazy. Even lazier.

Hello, sir, we'd like to ask
you a couple of questions.

Okay, look, I ate a couple fries out
of the bag, but everybody does that.

That's not why you're here.
Oh, snap. Is this about weed?

Should it be? No?

You delivered food to the guy in
this apartment at 6:40 p.m. on Sunday,

and within the hour, he was murdered.

What? How? That's horrible!

Don't worry. We're definitely gonna
catch the guy who did it, I promise.

Stop promising people. Not.

Did you see anything suspicious?
No, but I didn't go inside.

The guy came to the door.
I just gave him the food.

Did you see or hear anyone
else in the apartment?

No, just that one guy.

He ordered three beetroot zucchini wraps.

Three. Three disgusting wraps.

Three disgusting bloodstains. I knew it.
There were three people in there.

Will you be willing to go inside

and let us know if anything
looks different to you?

Yeah. Sure, that's fine. I don't care.

[SCREAMING]

Why would you show this to me?

I'm too high to see this. There's
blood on the fish. Blood on the fish.

-[HYPERVENTILATING]
-[PERALTA SIGHS]

I always forget how weirdly
numb to horrific things we are.

You think it affects our souls and
the relationships we build with others?

Oh, for sure. Oh.

You must have seen something.
You delivered the food at 6:40,

and sometime before 7:30,
Adams was stabbed to death.

Stop saying "stabbed"!

What I saw in there forever changed me.
My heart is still pounding.

Wait. Adams was wearing a smartwatch,
right? Those things track your heart rate.

If we look at his phone, we can see

the exact moment that
his heart stopped beating.

Here we go. Activities app. And… Boom.

His heart rate dropped
to zero at exactly 6:03.

The food wasn't even ordered
until 6:16, which means…

BOTH: The killer ordered the food!

Oh, God. Did I talk to a murderer?

Jake, this guy saw the perp.

We have to get him in
front of a sketch artist.

Oh, yeah. I'm feeling it now, Rosa.

At this time tomorrow,

we're gonna know exactly
what our killer looks like.

We have no idea what
our killer looks like.

Well, that's not totally true.

We now know that the killer
might look like Seth Myers,

Winona Ryder or Bilbo Baggins.

The delivery guy kept starting over.

Apparently, he's always high. [SIGHS]

I'm sorry, man.
Our big break turned into nothing.

HOLT: Detectives. Ah, Captain.

Did you come down here to take a look

at the two best detectives
you've ever worked with in action?

The two best detectives I've ever
worked with are Montez and Dillman.

Ah! You never mentioned them before.
They were excellent.

I'm here because
Major Crimes wants this case.

I was hoping to tell them
you have some leads.

I overheard you mention a Bill Bo-Baggins.
Should we bring him in?

Well, as much as I'd love to
meet him, he is not a suspect.

Okay, so who is? At this time? No one.

But we are currently
investigating no leads.

-So, you have nothing?
-DIAZ: Not nothing.

Jake made a new best friend.
The vic's mom.

He promised her he'd solve the case.

That's a rookie mistake.

Okay, fine.
So, maybe, I'm not Montana and Dilbert.

Montez and Dillman.

And they would've remembered
your name after one mention.

Because we're memorable, and they're not.
Turned it around.

Nope. All right. Look, Captain.

Rosa and I are gonna solve this case.

The answer is in this room.
We just have to focus,

and let the room speak
to us, isn't that right, room?

When you talk to the room, I
lose even more confidence in you.

Why? Oh, wait, I see it. All right.

Can you please just buy
us some more time, anyway?

Sir, I feel like we've earned this.

Fine. Work fast. You got it.

Okay. Let's look at the
scene like we're seeing it

for the first time with fresh eyes.
Vic was face down.

Cast-off splatter suggests
upward knife slices.

No signs of forced entry.
Laptop, wallet, keys were all there.

BOTH: Doesn't connote a robbery.

Wait a minute. Have we said this already?

Are we just having the
exact same conversation?

Yep. Cool. Moving on.

Windows and doors locked from the inside.

Nobody in or out.

Think, think, think…

Oh!
The upstairs neighbor and his best friend

drill through the ceiling, murder Adams,

bleed all over the
apartment, then climb back up,

and seal the hole behind them.

Negative.
We would have found construction debris

and microscopic paint fibers.

The only thing that needs
patching is that theory.

Ugh.

Okay. New idea.

We're gonna get inside
the mind of the killer.

We eat the veggie wraps.

Here we go.

Oh. This sick bastard.

Oh, man. This is one twisted mother.

Oh! The beets are raw.

This guy is demented, Rosa!

Okay. All we have to do is figure out

what kind of person can walk
by cameras without being seen.

Someone camouflaged as a wall. Unlikely.

Harry Potter and his invisibility cloak.

Not a real person. Babadook.

Doesn't exist.
What about a Looper situation?

It's not a Looper situation.
It could totally be a Looper situation.

It's not a Looper situation.

This is my least favorite hair.

Oh, my God, Rosa, come here.

Look at the blood spatter.

Do you see what I see? Uh, blood.

In the exact shape of
Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson.

Pec, pec, delt, delt. Big Samoan tattoo.

Rosa, I think I just made a connection.

The number three is everywhere.

Three people. Three types of blood.

And guess what the tax
was on the veggie wraps?

Three dollars.

And 19 cents, but if you
ignore the 19, then it's three.

Okay. You've lost your mind.
What? Who told you that?

Was it room?

No. It's the fact that you
think the room has a voice,

and also you're working in your boxers.

[EXCLAIMS] To beat the heat, Rosa.
To beat the heat.

If we can't turn on the AC,
that's not crazy, it's just smart.

Jake, I gave the case to Major Crimes.

What? You can't do that.
I promised Luann.

Yeah, and now you can't let it go.

The scene's yours, guys.

I'm sorry, Jake. It's over.

PERALTA: Okay, Rosa, fine. I'll leave.

Come on, room.

-You left your pants.
-PERALTA: I don't care.

Hey, Jake. Oh.
Hello, Rosa, my coworker and friend.

Look, I know you're mad at me,

but I only gave away
that case to help you.

You were acting like a lunatic.

Don't even worry about it.
You were totally right.

I was in way too deep, and honestly,

I feel so free not having
to work that case anymore.

So, thank you.

Cool. You're welcome.
What's up with all the ketchup?

Thank you for asking, Rosa.

It's for my hot dog.

Anyways, this has been a great chat,

but I better get back to my hot dog.

Oh, wow. [EXCLAIMS] Hey, hey!

Rosa, guess what?

There was no hot dog.

Who's the lunatic now?

Still you, Jake. Yeah, right.

There's nothing crazy about this, sister.

It's the crime scene.
Stove, kitchen island,

blood, and of course, the body.

[WHISPERING] Hi, Rosa. I'm the body.

[SHUSHES] Stay in character.

Roger that. Let's get that blood on you.

[CLEARS THROAT] You gave
away my case, but guess what?

I spent two months in that apartment.

I can recreate it in my sleep.

Have you slept? No.

What the hell is going on in here?

Jake's gone insane,

because he promised the victim's
mom he'd solve her son's murder.

JEFFORDS: Seriously?

You never promise a
victim's relative anything.

Oh, please. Classic Terry.

Mr. Emotionless. Sgt. Cold Heart.

The man who bleeds ice.

I don't think that rings true.

No? Clean it up and get out.

You've lost your mind.

What? That's not true! Charles, tell him.

Well, actually, he does have a point.

Really? Oh, man, wow.

I guess it really does
take your closest friends

to make you realize
that you have crap friends

that are idiots and are dumb and idiots!
I'm solving this.

Hey, we heard there's a hot dog in here.

No. Jake lied for no reason.

That son of a bitch!

-Oh, hey, babe.
-[SCREAMS]

[GROANING]

It's me, Jake.

I'm just working. What is wrong with you?

What are you doing?
Why do you have a knife?

Why am I covered in red Post-Its?

That's blood. You're the corpse.

[YELPS] Jake, who is that?

Franco McCoy. CSI.

He's helping me with the case.

For the record, I think
it's weird that I'm here, too.

Both of you, get out!

-Yeah, sounds good.
-McCOY: Sorry to wake you.

-Sweet dreams.
-PERALTA: Come on.

PERALTA: Okay, so, no
one went in, no one came out.

The lab confirmed that the surveillance
footage wasn't tampered with.

So, what happened in there, Olive Rosa?

-DIAZ: I don't know.
-[YELPS] You can talk.

Oh, Rosa.
[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY] It's just you.

I thought I was really going
crazy for a second there.

[CLEARS THROAT] It was just person Rosa.

You look like crap.

You look like a freshman
at an all-women's college.

I don't think you're in a position
to be offering criticism right now.

More than fair.

[EXHALES]

I'm worried about you, man. Yeah.

I can't figure it out.

Then you gotta let it go.
I can't do that either.

Look, I know you want to help this woman,

but there are other cases.

There are other people
that need your help,

and right now, you're not helping anyone.

[SIGHS]

You gotta tell her it's over.

I don't know if I can do that.

Then I'll go with you.

I forced you to be there
when I came out to my parents.

I owe you. [SIGHS]

All right.

PERALTA: We've exhausted every lead.

We have checked every alibi,

and we have followed
every last piece of forensics,

so I guess what I'm trying to say is…

I can't find your son's killer.

I understand.

Thank you for trying as hard as you did.

I really hoped you'd find him.

Well, don't lose hope,
because Major Crimes

is on the case as we
speak, and they're very…

They already contacted me.

Because it's been so
long without any new leads,

they've labeled it a cold case.

They said I shouldn't hold out hope.

I'm sorry.

[CRYING] It's not you.

I just can't stop feeling guilty.

Andrew and I were
not on the best of terms.

We had this huge fight, and we
hadn't spoken in almost a year.

I just wish I could've made it
right when I had the chance.

I'm very sorry to hear
that, but I'm sure…

We're gonna find your son's killer.

What?
Jake and I are jumping back on the case.

We'll make sure your son
gets the justice he deserves.

I promise.

Thank you.

Rosa?

[TEARFULLY] She just
reminds me of my mom.

Oh, boy.

So, we gonna talk about
what happened back there?

I haven't seen someone cry that much

since Charles heard they
were remaking First Wives Club.

It sort of bothers me that my mom
hasn't talked to me since I came out.

Why don't you just give her a call?

Because I shouldn't have to.
It's her issue, not mine.

I mean, I'm glad I came out to her.
It's just…

It's taking her way longer to come
around than I thought it would. It sucks.

That's weird.
The police tape's already gone.

Oh, yeah, Major Crimes
released the scene yesterday.

But I'm sure they haven't had
time to clean up the evidence…

DIAZ: Oh, man, they
emptied the place out.

Nothing left in here.
I can't believe this is how it ends.

Yeah. Is it weird that I miss the smell?

[RUSTLING]

Wait a minute. Do you hear that?

I've spent 600 hours in this room,
and I have never heard that sound.

It's because the air conditioning's
never been turned on.

It's coming from that vent.

I don't see anything.
Wait, there's a bend.

Oh, my God.
There's food and water in here.

Rosa. We never saw the
killer leave this apartment,

because he never left.

He couldn't have survived in
there for months. That's insane.

He wasn't back there for months.

He just waited for the
body to be discovered,

and then snuck out sometime after that.

But this place was crawling with cops.

Which is exactly what he wanted.

He snuck out dressed like a cop.

Even if he had a uniform,
somebody would've recognized him.

Not if his face was covered.
By a hazmat suit.

The CSI guys.

Franco said he had 14
techs, but didn't you count 15?

I did count 15. My math was right.

Suck it, Mrs. Skanga!

She was my Algebra II teacher.

She threw a protractor at my head.

She sucks. She sucked.

Actually, she was very sweet.
She believed in me.

Oh. Yeah.

Here's the security footage.

It's rated G for Gonna Get Got.

Less is more, Franco. Play the tape.

Mmm.

PERALTA: Okay, so there's us arriving.

Oh, man, is that how I walk?

Yes. Should I change how I walk?

Yes. All right. Wait. Go back.

Jake, we don't have
time to fix your walk.

It's gonna take a lot of
work, and we're very busy.

No. Look. Look at this guy.

All the other techs are
wearing booties, but he's not.

Follow that guy.

Where's the footage from
the bodega across the street?

-PERALTA: We have that?
-McCOY: Mmm-hmm.

That is so crazy.

We are under surveillance at all times.

I'm sure it's fine, and it won't
backfire and ruin society.

Zoom in on his face.

McCOY: That man's not CSI.

No, Franco. But he is about to say…

CS-Bye.

[SHOUTING] Yeah!

Respect, Jake. Respect.

[CLEARS THROAT]

PERALTA: Okay, Rosa.

You know what it's time for. I do.

BOTH: Jake and Rosa's final impressions.

Your client's a hit man.

He snuck into the apartment
during a party several nights earlier,

hid in the vent for three days,

then emerged and murdered Adams. Jake?

He then spilled bags of blood

that he stole from a blood
bank all over the floor,

and turned on the victim's vacuum cleaner

to make the crime scene
as messy as possible. Rosa?

The messy scene meant
there'd be extra crime techs,

allowing your client to
sneak out in a hazmat suit,

which records show he bought online.

Two weeks before the crime was committed.

My only question is,
who was behind all this?

I was hired by a chicken farmer.

Okay. Dopeness taking a
late hit here, but we still got you.

See you at the sentencing,
peace, and we're out.

He's pleading guilty.

Oh, thank God.

But why did he kill Andrew?

Was he doing something bad?

PERALTA: Not at all.

He was about to publish an
exposé on a large-scale poultry farm,

whose owner was bribing an FDA regulator.

He put a hit out on your son.

Well, is anybody going after him?

If they're not, then I will.
I promise you.

Come here. Oh…

Why are you promising her?

I can't help myself.

Goodbye, Detectives.

Take care.

I gotta say, we would
not have solved that case

if you hadn't gotten
involved emotionally.

Think we'd be better cops
if we did that all the time?

Absolutely not. Never again.

Yeah, it was a total nightmare.
You want to get a celebratory drink?

I would, but I'm actually
meeting somebody.

Oh! Is it Jocelyn?
Do I get to meet Jocelyn?

Oh, God, is she gonna
try and cut my hair?

No. It's my mom.

I waited too long for her to come
around and call me, so I called her.

That is so great.

Oh, no. Is she meeting you here?

Am I about to get caught in the middle
of all your weird awkwardness again?

JULIA: Hello, Jake.

[YELPS] Hello, Mrs. Diaz.

America's favorite mother!

[CLEARS THROAT]

So?

So… Rosa's bi.

Yes, Jake, I remember.

Cool. Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool…

You don't have to stay, man.

Great. Thanks.

It's really good to see you, Rosalita.

It's good to see you, too.

What did you do to your hair? Mom!

No, no, no. It's very cute, mija.

[DIAZ GRUNTS]