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[rock music playing]

[siren wailing]

Clocked you going 85, ma'am.

Ma'am?

Now, do I really look like a "ma'am" to you?

No, ma'am. License and registration, please.

The address isn't right.

I just moved to town a week ago.

And please, note the date of birth.

[officer] Registration, please.

I came here for a job.

In fact, I'll be working very closely

with the Police Department.

Let me guess.

Highway Safety?

No. I'm the new Chief Medical Examiner.

Ah.

Let me be the first to welcome you to Baltimore.

Well, now I know why they call this place Charm City.

You think I'm charming, wait till you meet the guys in Homicide.

Ma'am.

[rock music playing]

[theme music playing]

[radio static]

[*]

[male voice] Homicide.

Nice little pop stand you got here.

You can get set up in "The Box".

I'll have access to your entire staff, if necessary?

If necessary.

You see that guy?

He's FBI.

Oh, that's the grand inquisitor that they got on your case.

The man looks intense.

You know, the FBI hasn't been the same since J. Edgar Hoover died.

They just haven't found the right man to fill his bra.

He's gonna be talking to you guys,

trying to come up with stuff that makes me look dirty,

you know, stuff that he can tie in to the bribery investigation.

Hey, don't worry about it, Mikey.

Munch and I got your back, don't we, Munchkin?

I don't know. I've never been interrogated by the Feds before.

I'm liable to tell 'em that Kellerman kidnapped the Lindbergh baby.

Thanks. Thanks a lot. Yeah, have a good life.

- [Brodie chuckling] - [Bayliss exhales]

- What, you have a lovers' spat? - No.

But you know, I should've listened to you,

because I shouldn't have let him stay at my place.

Now I see why he got evicted from his own house.

What did he do, eat all your bagels? He foul up the bathroom?

No, it's worse.

This morning, he tried to get intellectually stimulating.

You ever talk about Nietzsche over a Pop-Tart?

- [Giardello] Kay? - [Howard] Yes, sir.

There is an FBI agent, Thomas Pandolfi, in the Box.

He's going to be interviewing people about Kellerman.

What, right here in the Squad Room? Why not IAD?

Well, I didn't want them to disrupt our work,

so we can conduct our interviews here.

Now, get in there. You're up first.

Be helpful and, uh, courteous as possible.

- You're kidding, right? - Lieutenant.

Did he say anything that you could share with me?

No.

What, he didn't say anything, or you just can't share it with me?

Mike, I don't like these FBI people snooping around either.

So just ignore him, do your job and relax.

Right.

[Bayliss] Bayliss, Homicide.

Hey, you wouldn't wanna settle up your bar tab now, would you, Mikey,

just in case, on the off-chance you have to leave town suddenly?

[Bayliss] I'm going to Middlebranch Park. Anyone wanna come?

Sometimes they got a guy there, sells hot pretzels.

- I'll drive, you buy. - Okay.

Oh, you want me to stick around?

No, it's fine. I've got Munch for moral support.

You have a very impressive record, Sergeant.

Well, thank you.

- [chuckling] - My lieutenant told me to be courteous,

but I think this interview's about Kellerman, huh?

It is. Mostly.

Detective Kellerman is suspected by the US Attorney

of taking bribes when he was on the Arson Unit.

I just have a few questions about his work habits.

I'd like you to answer them as honestly as you can.

Tell me, do you two socialize?

Uh, we might've had a drink at The Waterfront.

- It's a bar we all go to. - [Pandolfi] Have you ever dated?

Uh... I'm his co-worker, huh? His supervisor.

You dated, uh...

Assistant State's Attorney Edward Danvers, right?

If you know that I went out with Ed Danvers,

then you probably also know I never dated Kellerman.

[Pandolfi] How is Detective Kellerman's closure rate?

It's, uh... pretty good.

I don't have the numbers with me, but I can get them.

What about his work habits?

He... comes into work on time.

He doesn't put in OT unless he needs to.

Uh... what do you wanna know?

- If his socks match? - Do they?

[sighing]

Look, you're just doing your job, I understand, but...

You see me as the enemy.

I'm just trying to get at the truth.

Isn't that always your goal, Sergeant?

Yes.

Do you have any reason to believe that Detective Kellerman

might have thrown a murder case for a payoff?

No, I do not.

[chuckling]

You see how easy that was?

What, I can go?

Anytime you like.

Ah, fine.

If you need me, I'll be out there, working.

- [Pandolfi] Sergeant Howard? - Hmm?

I love your hair.

[Kellerman] Hey, Sergeant. How'd that go?

Oh, fine... I think.

Hey, Frank. You taking a break?

I'm... searching futilely.

"Baltimore Magazine", my favorite.

I can already tell you where the best calamari in town is.

It's at Victor's.

I-I'm...

I got an a-anniversary coming up tomorrow...

and, you know, Mary, she's been terrific through this whole thing.

I-I need to find someplace special for her, you know...

You know, all a woman ever really wants is romance.

I mean, you could take her out to a fancy hash house,

you could buy her gems that sparkle,

but the moment she's really waiting for is back home.

Flickering candlelight, satin sheets...

trust me.

[Pembleton] Trust me, he says.

You don't trust me?

You-- you've been married three times.

[sighs] Exactly.

Point being, all told, I've had...

seven anniversaries.

Well, eight if you count the time I slept

with Gwen after we were divorced.

But you know, guys like to think they're the ones with the sexual appetites,

but let me tell you something, Frank,

the older a woman gets, the more ravenous she becomes.

Want to make your wife happy tomorrow?

Stay in bed.

[indistinct police dispatches]

[Bayliss] So what you got for us today?

Looks like a working woman.

Her expired license reads Steffi Hammett.

Professional, huh?

Yeah, yeah, she worked on her back,

and died on her stomach.

Uh, Joe who sells hot pretzels found the body.

Pretzels?

I need to talk to him.

Her underwear are gone.

Um... we're searching for 'em now.

Where's the ME?

Supposedly on her way.

Hey, you wanna canvas the area and see if anyone around here saw anything?

Thanks.

Hey, Bayliss, I'll be damned if

I'm gonna stand around here all day waiting for an ME.

I suggest we start on her.

[Brodie] Yeah.

- [Bayliss] Oh... - [Lewis] There you go.

- [horn honking] - [brakes screeching]

What, there are no street signs in this city?

Julianna Cox, from the ME's Office.

Hi. I'm Lewis, this is Bayliss.

- That's young Jimmy Olsen over there. - Brodie.

Something happen to Scheiner or Dyer?

No. I'm the new Chief Medical Examiner.

Chief?

Since when do you make house calls?

Dead body, ME, that's kinda how it works, right?

- [Lewis] Uh-huh. - Well, the old Chief never showed up unless

the person was famous or important... maybe.

[Brodie] Yeah.

Yeah, well, new Chief, new rules.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

[sighing]

Why is her face damp?

Lewis just rolled her over.

Just rolled her over? As in moved her?

Well, I didn't exactly drain her blood.

- [chuckling] - [Cox chuckling]

Word of warning, Detective.

If you ever touch anything dead before one of my MEs is on the scene,

I'll drain your blood, is that understood?

Well...

Word of warning, Bayliss.

I'm gonna go talk to the pretzel man.

[Bayliss] All right. Go.

[Cox] There are abrasions on her neck...

contusions on her arms and legs.

No obvious sign of trauma,

but it looks like a strangulation.

[Bayliss] Okay.

[Lewis] Hey!

[urgent percussive music]

[sounds of struggle]

Found him sleeping in the woods over there.

When we woke him, he took off.

These were in his pocket.

[Bayliss] Missing underwear.

What's your name?

Bob.

Bob Thompson.

[gasping] Uh...

I-- I see you found Steffi.

She was a real nice girl.

- Do you know this woman, Mr. Thompson? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Listen, you take care of the dead,

we'll talk to the suspects, okay?

- Yeah, fair enough. - Okay.

- So how do you know her first name? - She...

she told me just before I killed her.

You killed her?

Yeah. I... I strangled her to death.

[*]

What have you got?

Dead prostitute, Middlebranch Park.

Uh... I-- I killed her.

What do you want from me, applause?

Excuse me, gentlemen?

I'd like Detective Lewis next.

Gee, where am I supposed to interview my suspect?

Down the hall in 211.

That's the, uh... boiler room?

Yeah. Take him down there.

Boiler room.

[phone ringing]

Kellerman, where do you think you're going?

Me? I don't know... I'm just thinking.

The Observation Room is off-limits.

Yeah, I know that.

I-- I wouldn't go anywhere near the Observation Room.

Good.

[*]

- Been invited to this new boat of his? - [Lewis] Yeah.

Ah, Ocean Sports Fisherman, mint condition.

That's an expensive piece of property.

Any idea how he makes the payments on a policeman's salary?

I guess he took out a mortgage,

like 99% of the other mooks in the country.

[Pandolfi] Most "mooks" don't buy a mansion.

It's not a yacht we're talking about here, sir.

It's a fishing boat. He lives on board.

He takes people rockfishing.

He-- he takes tourists around the Inner Harbor.

He pretty free with his money? Buy a lot of fashionable clothes?

I wouldn't exactly call Kellerman a fashion victim.

[Pandolfi] Is he a big drinker?

Couple beers now and again, shot of Jim Beam.

- What about drugs? He do any? - [Lewis] Nope.

Not around you, anyways.

[sighing] Agent Pandolfi...

I work a lot of drug murders in my line of work,

you know, talk to a lot of dope fiends.

I could spot a dope sweat from a half a block away.

Mikey's clean.

You consider yourself a friend of his?

We're partners. You know how that works.

- That isn't what I asked you. - Yeah, we're friends.

So maybe you'd protect him.

Now, let's cut the crap, all right?

Because if that was even remotely true,

why in the hell would I be in this room with you?

Last February, you and Detective Kellerman

were responsible for transporting a murderer, a Miss, uh, Rose Halligan.

- [Lewis] Oh, God! - Yeah.

From Hazleton, Pennsylvania to Baltimore.

While en route, in your custody,

- she escaped and killed somebody else. - [Lewis] Yes.

[Pandolfi] You were both severely reprimanded by Lieutenant Giardello,

but allowed to remain in the Homicide Unit.

What the hell does that got to do with what we're doing here, huh?

Besides, he was aware of the circumstances.

As I would be if I had all the facts!

I'm not asking you to interpret Kellerman's actions.

I'm asking you to answer my questions honestly.

Why, so you can sit here and decide his guilt or innocence?

So a jury can decide!

- What are you afraid of, Detective? - [Lewis] Not you.

Oh, I'm glad to hear that.

So if Kellerman is without sin, then you'd be able to tell me anything?

Nobody's without sin.

Agreed. I'm just trying to determine whether

Kellerman's are mortal or just venial.

[sighing]

All right.

What do you want to know?

- Hey, Scheiner. - [Scheiner] Bayliss.

Looking for Cox. You seen her?

She'll be back.

So, what's your take on her?

- Cox? - Mm.

She's a pain in the ass...

but she's easy on the eyes.

Hmm. I'm sure she'd be flattered.

[Scheiner] I'm sure she wouldn't.

Wouldn't what?

Oh, I'm going to lunch.

He's a real charmer.

Yeah, there's one in every morgue.

What can I do for you, Bayliss?

Well, this Thompson guy, couldn't get him to shut up.

Gives me all the grisly details of Steffi Hammett's murder,

then he confessed to the murder of yet another prostitute.

He says he dumped her in Middlebranch about two months ago.

Busy fellow.

What seems to be the problem?

Well, this other prostitute isn't on "The Board".

There's no record of another body.

No open case. I can't figure out who he means.

Two months ago, huh?

Well, I don't know. He could be lying.

[Cox] And so you want me to...

To dig through your records, see if you can find another woman?

Oh, you actually want my help?

Yeah.

Because earlier I got the impression you didn't want my help.

Oh, no, no. You got the wrong impression, Doctor.

I think that you'll find that we of the Homicide Unit

constantly look to the wonderful staff of

the Medical Examiner's Office for their, uh...

knowledge and expertise.

Hmm.

I'll call you if I find anything.

[Bayliss] We do.

[doorbell ringing]

Frank?

[Pembleton] Dr. MacDonald.

I-- is everything all right?

Um...

I-- I called your office.

They said you were... you were still at home.

Y-you got a-- you got a minute?

Well, I'm late for the hospital, if you don't mind walking me to the car.

No, no.

Tomorrow is my, um...

my wedding anniversary, m-mine and Mary's, um, 10 years.

You know, there's something-- there's something I wanna, uh...

do for her, sort of, uh...

s-s-sort of as a-- as a-- as a surprise.

- Well, how can I help? - Um...

I want to, uh-- I wanna-- I wanna stop--

stop taking my blood pressure medication, so-- s-s-so that...

so-- so we can have sex.

Impotence is a common side effect of nearly all blood pressure medication.

I-- I know.

If-if-if-if I were to s-stop--

stop taking my-my medication...

[MacDonald] You can't go on and off the Losartan. I'm sorry.

Y-y-you know... you know h-h-how how hard it is

f-f-for me to talk about this, t-t-to come down here?

Huh?

T-t-to be told that y-you can't make love to the-- to the--

to the woman that you-

that you love, m-maybe for the r-rest of y--

[inhaling sharply]

Y-you have-- you have any-any-any idea, huh, how this--

how this-- how this makes me feel?

[sighing]

It takes 24 hours for the Losartan to leave the bloodstream.

If, by chance, you happen to forget your medication tonight,

well, maybe you and your wife can celebrate tomorrow.

But if you want to see your eleventh anniversary,

I'd hop on that pill the next morning.

Th-th-thank you--

thank you very much. I--- I appreciate that.

Hey.

- What happened with Pandolfi? - Hey.

Ah, piece of cake. He got nothing.

Whatever he tried to make something out of, I shot down.

Like what?

Oh, like, oh, the VCR you sold Munch.

Wait, you--

you told him about the VCR?

He brought it up, I explained.

[Kellerman] What did you explain?

Mikey, if the worst thing that they got on you

is you taking home that damn VCR,

you ain't got nothing to worry about.

- Besides, he didn't even care. - Wh--

what makes you think he doesn't care?

He told me so.

- [Kellerman] And you believed him? - Yeah.

Well, you know, he just played you for a sucker, Meldrick,

'cause you fell for tricks that the most brain-dead smokehound wouldn't go for.

You were supposed to be watching my back.

Some partner!

You're nervous, Mikey, so I'm gonna let that pass.

[Bayliss] Hey!

Dr. Cox, what you doing here?

Looking for you.

Why didn't you call before you came down?

I need to call you before I drop by Homicide?

- [Lewis] Hey. - [Cox] Hey.

[chuckling] Last time we had a Chief ME visit around here was...

We never had a Chief ME visit around here.

Hey, then you got something for me, then, doc?

Yeah, I do, as a matter of fact.

Another prostitute was brought in, two months ago.

Amy Introcaso.

Exactly the same circumstances.

The case was handled by a Detective Willard Higby.

Higby.

He got the ME in charge to pend the cause of death until

the toxicology report came back from the lab.

A month later, it did, and it showed signs of cocaine and heroin in the body.

- She OD? - No, levels weren't that high.

Uh-huh, but the ME signed off on it as an OD?

Well, that's what the file says.

- This is very good coffee. - I have got to talk to Higby.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't mind a word with him myself.

[Bayliss] Well, his shift starts in about five minutes. You want to stick around?

[phone ringing]

- [Brodie] Hey. - Hey.

You got big plans tonight?

No, no. Barbara's cooking.

- [Brodie] Sounds good. - Not really.

Well, I don't know if I've ever mentioned this to you before, but in 1992,

I won fourth prize at the Maryland State Fair, the chili cook-off.

- Fourth prize, huh? - [Brodie] Mm-hmm.

Well, you're a man of many talents, Brodie.

You want me to come over tonight and cook up a little dish?

No.

It's beer chili with chunks of white meat chicken,

three kinds of beans, chunks of tomatoes...

Well, come on, man.

Before Barbara reheats her tofu meatloaf.

[Brodie] Tofu? Tofu?

Hey, Higby. You're just the guy we're looking for.

- We, meaning you and... - Julianna Cox.

Ah, the new body snatcher.

What the hell are you doing in Homicide?

Well, did you hear about the prostitute

that we found in Middlebranch Park this morning?

- No, Tom Brokaw didn't mention it. - Oh.

It seems that this guy, he, uh...

he killed another hooker about two months ago,

whose name was Amy Introcaso.

He dumped her in the park, too.

You had the case, but you called it an overdose.

And?

And I got the toxicology report,

and the levels were too low for an overdose.

So what do you want from me?

How'd you get an ME to sign off on this?

You knew it was a homicide.

Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't.

I had six open cases at the time,

people whose families actually cared that they were dead.

Nobody even showed up to identify her.

And who cares anyway? She was only a hooker.

So I guess you would've done the same for me, right?

'Cause I used to be a hooker.

Wait. Hey, doc. You were-- you were a hooker?

No, Bayliss. Here.

No, I could not stand that-- that-- that hypocritical worm taking such a high moral tone.

Hey, where I come from, every death matters,

every single death, regardless of job description.

And where are you from, doctor?

[Cox] Good night, Detective.

Good night.

[rock music playing]

Munch.

You're already three sheets to the wind, Mike.

You know, actually, I'm only...

two and a half sheets to the wind, so just... pour it in there.

All right.

I'm only doing this 'cause you walk home, because you're a pathetic mess.

[Kellerman] Ah, you're a saint.

Hey, Mike. It's your, uh-- it's your Pops.

Well, tell him I'm not here.

Well, I already told him you were here.

Well, fine. Then just tell him I left!

Mr. Kellerman, Mike's, uh, left for the airport...

You haven't told your family yet what's happening, have you?

- No. - Well, you know, you should really talk to them.

You really should talk to your family,

because they can actually come in handy in a situation like--

Look, I'm just hoping

this whole thing's gonna blow over before they find out, okay?

[door opening]

[man] So, she says to me, if you feel...

Oh, jeez!

Well, well, well, look who we got here.

Munch, you know Bob Connelly?

Bob and me, we used to work together at Arson,

and now we're being investigated together for taking bribes.

- What's going on, man? - I don't want any trouble.

Oh, there's no trouble. Come on, there's no trouble.

Munch, pour this man a beer, and put it on my tab.

You and me-- listen, listen to me, you and me,

and Goodman and Pires, we gotta stick together, buddy, right?

Just like we did in Arson, right?

- Just when we worked together, right? - Right, right, right.

The FBI, have they been sniffing around,

they been prying into your personal life?

- Yeah. - Oh, gee...

It's fun, isn't it?

- Here, have a beer. - [man] Hey!

- [men shouting] - [man] All right, come on!

That's right, that's it!

Come on, break it up!

[Kellerman] Come on! Come on! You want more?

[indistinct shouting]

Hey! Hey, Bobby! You want nuts with that, huh?

- You want nuts? - [Bayliss] Mike, Mike, come on, then!

[Munch] Back off, okay.

Everything okay?

- Does it smell like meat burning? - No.

Then I guess everything's okay.

- Hey, hey, hey! - All right, all right.

Get outta here. It'll be ready soon.

[pan sizzling]

[*]

Little man's got it going on in the kitchen.

Me and you can get it going on right here.

[chuckling]

Oh?

Game's on the line.

[Lewis] Hoop's good.

Well, here's to us then. Yeah.

You sure you don't mind having Brodie stay over?

- Not at all. - Ah, you're the best, babe.

[sighing] Give me some sugar.

Oh, come on, baby. Why don't you just--

let tonight be our night, huh?

Come here. Mmm...

[clearing throat]

Mr. and Mrs. Lewis, your dinner is served.

- Come and get it. - [Lewis] Better be good, Brodie.

Better be good, better be good.

Mom?

[mother] Hi, Juliana.

[Cox] Hey. How is he?

You know.

The doctor come by?

What'd he say?

Oh, the same thing he's been saying since it started,

"Josiah belongs in a hospital."

I said to the doctor, "Get him in a hospital?

I can't even get him to lie down in bed."

Dinner?

No, thanks. Maybe a bit later, okay?

[faint speech from TV]

[man on TV] ...I represent...

proceed in the discharge of my responsibilities...

while taking all necessary...

[Josiah] Sweetheart.

Hiya, Pop.

You should be in bed.

No, no, no.

[*]

You are not gonna get any better behaving like this, you know?

I'm not going to die.

I will not.

[*]

Lord, we'd like to thank you for the many blessings you bestow upon us daily.

We'd like to thank you for the love you bring into our hearts...

and for this delicious meal we're about to eat.

- You're welcome. - [Barbara] Amen!

- Amen. Sorry, yeah. - Amen.

Amen is right. I'm starving.

Mmm.

Mmm, Brodie. Hey, this is good.

Hmm. Do you like it?

- [Lewis] Yeah. - This really is excellent.

Yeah. I haven't eaten this good in weeks.

That's Teddy Pendergrass.

Yeah, that's Teddy, all right.

- You like him? - Who doesn't?

Barbara.

I like Teddy Pendergrass.

I don't like the painting.

All right. Brodie.

You're an artist, you're the filmmaker. What's your unbiased opinion?

- Well, I-- I... - No offence, JH.

His opinion isn't important.

This is my home.

The painting's ugly.

Well, you didn't say it was ugly when it was in my home, hanging over my bed.

'Cause that was your bachelor's pad.

Nothing looked good together, so it fit.

In here, it's dated and completely out of place.

You know, sometimes retro just means bad taste, you know?

My Jimmie "Dy-no-mite" Walker poster,

my collection of blaxploitation films,

my-- my set of original Playboy coasters...

[Lewis snapping fingers]

...all out in the trash.

Teddy Pendergrass is the reason why I lost my virginity.

This is the last link I have with my past.

On the other hand, velvet has an incredible depth to it that you just-

you can't get it with canvas.

Yeah.

If you and me have a future, the painting goes.

So it's that simple, huh?

Huh? Either the painting goes or you go?

Do you really need time to make that decision, Meldrick?

[*]

Hey...

I hope you and Teddy are very happy together.

[*]

Thanks a lot, Brodie.

- [doctor] Good morning. - Good morning, Doctor Rivlin.

Woof, look at that suit.

It's Italian. My one weakness.

Uh, hey. I was wondering if you could help clear something up for me?

Why'd you sign off on this case?

Introcaso...

I don't remember it.

Really?

It's about two months ago, a prostitute found in Middlebranch Park.

Her toxicology numbers were low,

but you marked it down as an overdose?

Every once in a while, someone needs a favor.

If I can, I'm happy to oblige.

Now, Higby is a good man.

And we all play for the same team, right?

I don't know, do we?

I'm taking the stairs.

Are you going to make a big to-do out of this?

[Cox] I don't know. Am I?

Look, I make a nice piece of change as a court-acknowledged expert.

I testified for the defense in the McCallan double murders in New York.

And for the prosecution in last year's tourist killings in Miami.

You overturn my ruling, I lose credibility.

My career would be in trouble.

That's so funny you should say that.

- [Rivlin] Yeah? - Yeah.

Because your career is in trouble.

As a matter of fact, it's over.

You're fired, Rivlin.

[instruments buzzing]

[elevator dinging]

- Fine, maybe I-- - [Bayliss] Maybe it's--

Hey, Ed. How you doing?

- [Bayliss] Hey. - Hi. Hi, Kay, Tim. Fine, thanks. You?

Ah, I can't complain. It's early yet.

Hey, how are the wedding plans going?

Oh, pretty good, I guess.

You know how it is. Meryl suggests two options,

- I pick one, and she goes with the other. - [Howard chuckling]

The coming joys of marriage.

[chuckling] Whatever happened to the honeymoon, eh?

Ah, jeez.

[Howard] What?

There's Glenn Nellis from the Public Defender's Office.

He and Meryl had a thing going before we got engaged.

- [Nellis] Hi, Ed. - Glenn.

- You know Sergeant Howard and Detective Bayliss. - [Howard] Hey.

- Hey. - Yeah. Hey, Bayliss?

- [Bayliss] Mmm. - I'm defending Bob Thompson on those two dead whores.

- [Bayliss] Hmm. - I'm going up to talk to him right now.

It's fairly open and shut, Glenn.

Both women were strangled,

and Thompson signed a confession.

Well, that's gonna make this all the more fun.

- Later on. - Okay, Glenn.

God, I hate that guy.

[Pembleton] Hello!

Hello, hello!

- Hello, hello! - [Munch chuckling]

My, aren't we chipper this morning.

Anniversaries bring out the best in you.

[Pembleton] Uh-huh.

So have you figured out how you're gonna celebrate?

- [Pembleton] Yup. - Are you gonna tell me?

- [Pembleton] Nope. - But you do have plans?

I got big plans.

What's wrong with him?

[Munch] Ah, he's engulfed by demons.

[Pandolfi] Lieutenant, please, sit down.

You didn't get enough information yesterday?

I didn't get any information yesterday.

- Pity. - [Pandolfi chuckling]

So, what can you tell me about Detective Kellerman's personal life?

[Giardello] Absolutely nothing.

Nothing?

[Giardello] Nothing you don't already know.

He's from Baltimore, he's divorced,

he lives on a boat.

Can you think of any reason Detective Kellerman

has need of large sums of money?

[Giardello] Yes, it's a very good reason.

Which is?

[laughing]

I know how much he makes,

barely enough to make a living.

Mmm.

I'm sure he'd like to make more money, but then again, wouldn't we all?

Detective Kellerman taken any exotic trips lately?

[laughing]

Exotic trips? Ha!

No.

Not unless you count the mall in Towson.

You're a funny man, Al.

- May I call you Al? - No, you may not.

Is Kellerman a good cop?

Yes, if I'm any judge of character.

Well, I guess that's the ultimate question.

Are you?

You had a Detective Crosetti, who committed suicide,

and according to your own report,

- you were completely unaware of his spiral into depression. - What's your point?

You're an intelligent man, Lieutenant. I think you can figure it out.

You're saying I don't know my own men!

That as much as I don't want to believe it,

Kellerman just might be guilty.

Isn't that what you're saying?

Lieutenant, before I joined the Bureau,

I worked on a Homicide Squad in Omaha, Nebraska.

Why is it that guys in Homicide, more than any other unit,

have so many skeletons in their closet?

[Kellerman] Lieutenant, how'd that go?

It went.

Is that good or bad?

Did you make the coffee yet?

[Kellerman] What?

I'm just trying to picture what you might look like

in a Foreign Legion uniform.

Did you hear something?

About you? No.

[Kellerman] Then what are you looking at?

Mikey, you're walking around here looking like a guilty man.

Yeah? Well, you don't look so innocent yourself.

What do you mean by that?

Well, how come you're dressed in the same clothes you had on yesterday?

- Ask Brodie. - [Danvers] We need to talk.

[Lewis] What's up?

The Bob Thompson case.

Someone tipped off Nellis about the overdose ruling on Introcaso.

Now he can walk in front of a jury,

and imply that Hammett was also an overdose.

Has there been a toxicology screen ordered on her yet?

Uh, yeah, yeah. We're supposed to have a verbal confirmation in a few days.

[Danvers] Yeah, well, get them to rush it.

- Well, why? - Thompson confessed.

He just rescinded.

Nellis says Thompson's homeless,

was confused, he needed proper medication...

the usual Bill of Rights shuffle.

And if the screen comes back positive on Steffi Hammett,

then Thompson's back out sleeping on the street.

We found her panties in his pocket.

- What do you need, more evidence? - You need more evidence.

I need a clone.

If-- if I were a Homicide detective,

I-- I know what I'd be doing right about now.

What's that, Frank?

I-- I'd be heading over to Potter's Field with a good shovel.

It's time for this, um, uh...

uh, Int-Introcaso to rise from the dead.

- That's just what I was gonna... - Yeah, we were on our way.

All right, all right. Thanks, Frank.

Nice day for a resurrection.

You didn't have to come here yourself.

[Cox] I know.

I've got a thing for cemeteries.

Really?

Oh, sure. History, mortality.

The futility of what we worry about all day.

It sort of puts it all in perspective, kind of cheers me up.

[Bayliss] Ah.

I feel a chuckle coming on myself.

Styrofoam.

Might as well've wrapped her in tin foil.

Yeah, well, she's lucky she didn't end up at the State Anatomy Board,

which is where we usually ship the unclaimed.

[scraping sound]

- [Lewis] Damn, mmm. - [Bayliss coughing]

Man, oh man!

[Lewis] How are they gonna get her back in there once they get done with her?

Be very careful, you guys.

[birds chirping]

Detective Kellerman, can I see you for a moment?

[phone ringing]

You want me to sit?

[Pandolfi] Uh, no.

[Kellerman] Do you want to ask some questions?

No.

Then what?

I need you to take a drug test.

A drug test?

Yeah, just go up to Medical. They'll walk you through it.

I don't want to take a drug test. It's humiliating.

You don't want to take a drug test because it's humiliating?

My confidence in you grows by the moment.

The more you poke around, the worse I look.

If you probe every detail of someone's life, anyone's life,

you're gonna come up with stuff that looks-- looks dirty.

It doesn't make any sense. I mean, even you, Pandolfi.

Me, more than others, Detective.

I've been in my share of bar fights.

But as a law enforcement officer, you know as well as anyone,

there are certain procedures that have to be followed.

Do yourself a favor and go up to Medical.

[receptionist] Kellerman?

Yeah.

[Kellerman sighing]

Second door on your right.

Let me know when you're finished.

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Hi, Mom... yeah.

Actually, are-- are you and Dad gonna be home tonight?

No, there's just something I wanna talk to, uh, the two of you about.

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Olivia's asleep. Babysitter's gone.

That was a fabulous restaurant.

Mm-hmm.

[Mary laughing]

Happy anniversary.

Thank you.

[Pembleton sighing]

You nervous?

I don't-- I don't know-- I don't know what--

I don't know what I am.

Oh, Frank, this doesn't matter.

It-it-it matters-- it matters to me.

It matters to me! It--

You know, I didn't mean that.

It matters to me, too.

I know.

Mmm.

Can you unzip me?

Yeah.

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- Good? - Good.

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- Bayliss, the ME's Lab sent this for you. - Oh, yeah.

I'm surprised Cox didn't come down here herself.

Autopsy report of the first prostitute, Amy Introcaso.

- [Howard] Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Okay, Cox found a small fracture to the hyoid bone.

- Oh, yeah? - There was a hemorrhage to the tissue surrounding the back.

- [Howard] Huh? - Ah, occurred prior to death.

Which means she was strangled.

Which means Thompson is a double murderer.

Higby!

Your ass is mine.

Oh, screw you, Bayliss.

Hey? Working late?

No, I'm just waiting for the funeral home to pick up.

Oh.

You don't have lackeys to do that for you?

What do you need, Detective?

What, can't show up down at the Morgue without an invitation?

I wanted to thank you for your help on

the Introcaso and Hammett murders.

- Just doing my job. - Yeah.

Well, not a lot of MEs would've gone the extra mile.

They will from now on.

Good.

You know, I want to ask you a question.

- [Cox] Sure. - Yeah.

Why does someone become an ME?

You mean, like, was I called by God or something?

Oh, you know, it's bad enough, the job that I do,

but you're down here, and you're cutting up body parts,

you're smelling formaldehyde.

You know, how do you deal with that day in, day out?

[Cox] Uh...

sometimes I drive too fast.

Sometimes I drink too much.

Sometimes I fall madly in love with the wrong men, huh?

Yeah, that sounds healthy.

My dad always said, live life to the fullest.

[Bayliss] So what brings you to Baltimore?

Now, how do you know I wasn't here all along?

Ah, because I checked you out.

- Oh. - Yeah.

I like to know the people that I'm working with.

Well, I guess you didn't check well enough.

- Oh? - Mm-mmm.

I was raised here,

but I've been working up in Buffalo for the past few years.

Oh.

Yeah, I came back because, um...

my dad took sick, and I wanted to be with him, help my mom out.

Is your dad alive?

No.

How'd he die?

I... does it matter?

No, I guess not.

Gone is gone, whether it's cancer or,

I don't know, a falling safe.

That's the truth.

We're here to pick up a body?

Cox?

Uh-huh.

Are you with the family?

I'm his daughter.

Sign here.

[Cox] It's this one.

Uh... can you wait a second, please?

[sobbing]

Oh... okay, okay.

[undertaker] We'll be ready with the viewing first thing tomorrow.

Okay.

Julianna...

I'm really sorry.

[Julianna sighing]

Yeah, it's been quite a day, hasn't it?

[Bayliss] You know, if there's anything I can do...

Yeah. No, I'm okay, Bayliss. I'm okay.

Yeah, formaldehyde...

you never do get used to it.

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[gentle jazz music]

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