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[ Thunder rumbles ]

[ Frog croaking ]

[ Music playing on radio ]

[ Clanging ]

Wait.
What was that?

Nothing.
Just me wanting you.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Thunder rumbles ]

It's a cop!
Damn it!

If my dad finds out
I took his car, I'm dead.

You said it was your car!

I'll handle it.
Stay here.

[ Breathing heavily ]

Hello?!

Hey!

[ Radio tuning ]

Man: If you want to survive
in today's world,

don't get left behind.

[ Radio tuning ]

What the hell is it?!

I can't tell!

[ Engine idles ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Let's just go!

Are you all right?

[ Both screaming ]

Hah!

[ Groans ]

Jim.
Jim, you okay?

Yeah. A little heads-up
next time.

Master Dan says you have to catch
your opponents off-balance.

Well, mission accomplished.

[ Groans ]
Callie: Hey, guys!

Hey.
Hey.

How was class?

Great.
I kicked Jim's ass.

He threw me, you know,
when I wasn't expecting it.

Sounds like he kicked your ass.

That calls for pancakes.

Great.
I'll go change.

That better?

Uh, yeah. It's actually
feeling much better.

[ Chuckles ]

I'm sorry about Jeff.

I just need
to ease him into this slowly.

He's got enough on his plate

with me
being out of work in a week.

How's that going?

It's pretty bizarre
closing the hospital.

All my friends are leaving
for other jobs except me.

I can have Carlos
make some calls.

I'm all good.
I have a few leads.

I'm sure he won't mind.
Jim, I'm all good.

It'll get easier, Cal.
Promise.

[ Cellphone rings ]
Yeah.

Just...not right away.

[ Cellphone beeps ]

Carlos, what's up?

Okay. Well, if you think
of anything else, let me know.

Okay.

What do you got?

White male,
early 60s, I'm guessing.

No bloating or bug bites.

I'd say he's been out here
less than a day.

New moon last night.

Spring tide wiped away
any footprints or tire tracks.

What'd the kids have to offer?

Oh, you know,
the usual --

came out here to make out,
things started heating up,

and a UFO buzzed through
and killed the mood.

[ Chuckles ]
A UFO?

Hey. Maybe that's why there's not any tracks.
He fell from the sky.

You know where you're at, right?
Mosquito lagoon.

Well, I know
where it got its name.

It's a hot spot
for UFO sightings.

Space coast
is just north of here --

NASA, Cape Canaveral,
air force base.

Well, he said
it wasn't a plane.

Okay, then.
Then shrimp boats.

Shrimpers work the waters
at night.

They lure the shrimp into the
net like moths to the flame.

No boats, either.

And he said the car radio
changed stations on its own.

That's because there are
radar towers all over the place.

Don't tell me you think
an alien killed this guy.

Hey, all I'm saying is
I have a credible witness

who saw bizarre lights,
followed them to a dead guy.

Credible?
He was trying to get laid.

Everything has an explanation.

What?

Nothing.

That's not your "nothing" face.

[ Police radio chatter ]

Core body temp --
60 degrees.

On a 90-degree day?

Turn him over.

All right.

Okay.

Want to take a shot
at explaining that?

I can't -- yet.

Well, if I didn't know
any better,

I'd say this guy got probed.

We've got additional
standing by.

Okay, thanks.

FDLE received a record number
of UFO sightings last night,

which means the wackos
are gonna be all over this one.

So I want everything
by the numbers.

Why are you looking at me?

Daniel's the one drooling
all over the body. Daniel!

You guys are not
gonna believe this!

The wounds on our victim
are an exact match

to a set of wounds found
in the Missoula abduction.

A kidnapping in Montana?

A famous alien abduction
in 1937.

A farmhand, George Smith,
was found in a pasture

with precise circular wounds
like these,

made to a uniform depth.

Both victims
had minimal blood loss,

which means
they were cut with a laser

or some kind of
super-sharp surgical device

that hasn't been invented yet.

It's classified
as an unexplained death.

[ Sighs ]

Coroner closed the case.

That was
over 70 years ago --

before DNA, ViCAP,
"America's most wanted."

Well, since there aren't many
90-year-old serial killers out there,

I'm gonna take a stab --
no pun intended --

and say that this is
either a copycat murder

or...you know -- that thing
that makes Carlos stammer.

Stammering? I-I'm not stammering.
Who's stammering?

Extraterrestrial life is
entirely possible, Dr. Sanchez.

If you think about it,

there are over 400 billion stars
in our galaxy.

Mathematically speaking,
it's virtually impossible

to think we're the only
life-form in the universe.

Yeah, but little green men?

I've seen weird lights.

What?

Two years ago,
coming home from work --

definitely not a plane.

Well, maybe it was
a kid's party balloon

or-or -- or parachute flares
from m-m-military training.

Or maybe there really are
things in this world

that we cannot explain.

Why are you enjoying this
so much?

Where are you going?

To talk to
some little green men.

[ Rock music plays ]

Here you go.

Let me guess.

The shrimp here
are out of this world.

Uh, need a table?
Ask the hostess.

I'm looking for the owner.
She said that's you.

We found a body
in mosquito lagoon last night.

Your place is on the only road
in and out of there.

Other than your theme here,

which is obviously intended to
capitalize on the lagoon's myth,

you seen anything
unusual lately?

Sadly, no.

I was driving up
from Miami airport.

Was at a F.E.T.A. Conference
in Greeley, Colorado, all week.

F.E.T.A.?
Like the cheese?

[ Sighs ]

My card.

Oh.
You have a...card.

"Richard Oberman,

president of the federation
of extraterrestrial abductees."

Huh. F.E.T.A.

Wait.
You took a space ride?

Where to? Neptune?

Uranus?

I founded F.E.T.A.
'cause of jokes like that.

I wanted to educate
the ignorant

about abductee issues.

Have any issues with this guy?

Oh, my God.

That's Derek Adams.
He's a fellow traveler.

Not anymore, he's not.

[ Inhales sharply ]

Visitors must have
come back for him.

Was he naked?
Probed?

Uh, did your techs
move his body from the water?

You know a lot
about crime scenes.

I'm an expert
in extraterrestrials.

Well, I'm an expert in murder.

So, Derek believed in
little green men?

The visitors are neither green
nor men, all right?

They're either grays,
reptilians, or Nordics.

Based on what?
"Star trek"?

On first-person accounts

of tens of thousands
of abductees worldwide.

No one had a camera phone?

Absence of evidence, detective,

[ cellphone rings ] Is
not evidence of absence.

I don't expect you
to understand.

Oh, I think
I'm getting the gist of it.

What's up, Daniel?

We I.D.'d the victim
from a missing-persons report.

His name is...

Derek Adams.
You got an address?

I texted it to you.
It's in Jupiter, Florida.

[ Chuckles ]
Of course it is.

Are you leaving?! You haven't
answered my questions.

Yeah, but I will have
more questions for you,

so don't leave the galaxy.

This is a nice place.

That's some walk-in wine cellar
you got in there.

Wine was Derek's passion.

I'm more of a
tequila-shot-and-Margarita

kind of girl.

Can I pour you one?

No, thanks.
I'm working.

And not grieving or sad.

Kind of like you,
Mrs. Adams.

It's "Stella."

And Derek's been missing
for three days,

so I guess I just
steeled myself for the worst.

We were supposed to go
to Bimini next week

to renew our vows.

Did your vows need renewing?

We had our ups and downs.

For richer or poorer, right?

Well, at least we know
which one you chose.

My intern googled your husband.

He's worth $60 million

and, up until three years ago,
was a confirmed bachelor

until he met and married a nurse
from his dermatologist's office.

And you, being his only family,
all that money's yours.

You think what everyone thinks.

Young wife, rich, older man.

Rich, older, dead man.

Derek's mother died
when he was 9.

His father
drank himself to death.

Derek had everything
money could buy...except love.

He was a searcher
with a deep, magical soul.

He trekked
the mountains of Nepal,

and he tried LSD therapy.

And UFOs, right?

You know a guy
named Richard Oberman?

I guess you could say that.

His relationship
with F.E.T.A. and Oberman

started two years ago.

Derek was driving back
from siesta key

when he said he was blinded
by a white light.

Car hit a tree --
knocked him out.

He walked away --
three hours later.

Said that the visitors had
healed him on their spaceship.

Gives a whole new meaning
to "universal healthcare."

Later he had headaches,
nightmares.

I tried to help, but he said
I couldn't understand.

Only somebody
who had experienced what he had

could truly know
what he was going through.

And this experience,

that's how he hooked up
with Richard Oberman?

Oberman's a con man.

He played Derek, said that
the abduction was real,

that he was chosen
by the visitors.

That man tried
to poison our marriage.

Derek and I were too strong.

Or at least working on it.

Look at me, detective.

No. Look at me.

The pull
of that man's exploitation

of Derek's accident
was so strong

that Derek lost all interest
in our marriage.

[ Clears throat ]
Yeah.

Feeling a little tug of my own.

Of course,
that gravitational pull

is what drew you
to Derek's $60 million, right?

Derek wanted
an honest, real connection.

And we had that.

Well, you did until you didn't.

Then all you had
was an old guy worth $60 million

who wore aluminum hats.

[ Horn honks ]

Callie: Hello!

Earth to Jim!

[ Chuckles ]

Hey.
Hey.

Look at you, all distracted.
Where were you?

In a galaxy far, far away.

And look at you, all cheery.

Yeah. I just had a killer interview
with palm beach memorial.

Chief resident loved me.

What's not to love?

We should celebrate.

No, no, no, no. Not just yet.
I don't want to jinx it.

Well, you still have to eat.

[ Chuckles ]

Man: We are not alone.

What are you listening to?

Radar Rex --
local A.M. deejay.

Jeff thinks he's hilarious.

He's been all over
this killer-alien story.

[ Groans ] All you haters better
go to F.E.T.A.'s website.

Okay. Well, um,
what about dinner tonight?

Your grill, my skills?

I can work with that.

They know
there's something out there.

I'll see you there.
Bye.

Detective Longworth of the FDLE

refused to answer
any questions about Derek,

our galactic donor
and brother traveler,

whose essence
was stolen by the visitors.

But we will fight on.

It's exactly
what I was worried about.

Oh, come on. No one
takes this dude seriously.

The I.R.S. does -- gave F.E.T.A.
nonprofit status last year

as a paranormal-research
center.

A research center?
It's a raw bar!

Their material is compelling.

This was shot
by a Japanese doctor

in an Amazon village.

The body rotted
before he could preserve it.

Carlos:
Is this what I think it is?

Alien autopsy.
How'd Derek's go?

I'm waiting on tox report,
but he died of a heart attack.

From the pain of being probed
without anesthesia?

I haven't
pinpointed a cause yet,

but I'm willing to go on a limb
and say no.

I also know
why he didn't bleed.

He was frozen.

I found ice crystals
in his blood.

Perfect way to sample tissue.

And hide time of death,

which is determined
by core body temp.

No need for an alibi.

Guess there really is intelligent
life out there after all.

[ Cellphone rings ] Well, I
wouldn't go as far as that.

But I do know a dummy
with a restaurant

and a walk-in freezer big enough
to freeze and store a body.

Oberman.

[ Chuckles ] An FDLE chopper
just found something

you're gonna want to see.

Have you ever seen
anything like this before?

In person?

No.

I got it, Daniel.
Thanks.

Daniel says the FHP
is canvassing the area

around the crop circles.

Guess there were reports
of kids in the area last night

since this outbreak
of UFO sightings.

You see?
I told you it was a hoax.

Yeah, also,
that Derek Adams gave F.E.T.A.

And Richard Oberman 100 grand
two years in a row

and then suddenly
stopped donating.

"Closed
due to investigation."

Hmm. From who?
Board of health?

Now what?

Now we speak to Oberman.

Yeah, but he could be anywhere.

Investigation, Carlos?

What the...

[ Engine shuts off ]

Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

Get out of my crime scene!

What's all this?
Gift from the visitors?

A necessary tool in the
preservation of my crime scene.

Oh.
Your crime scene?

Crime of cover-up,
detective.

You're hiding proof of alien
interaction from the public.

Like your crop circles?

Clearly man-made, by the way.
Or kid-made.

I agree --
it's probably high-school kids

trying to profit from the media
coverage of Derek's death.

Like leaking it to radar Rex

to drive traffic
to your website

so you can churn more donors?

My donors don't need churning.

My donors are true believers.

Like Derek,
who gave you 100 grand

each of the last two years,
then this year -- nothing.

Guess he stopped
believing, huh?

Which would have
really pissed you off.

So, what? I killed him
for choosing not to contribute?

Not an alien concept.

Neither is
obfuscating the truth.

Like your medical examiner

refusing to release
the results of Derek's autopsy.

I don't have
his autopsy results yet,

but when I do,
trust me --

you'll be the first person
I don't share them with.

All you're doing is proving
my point, Dr. Sanchez.

Really? Does it look like
I'm trying to make a point? Huh?

Fine.

But we won't rest

until we show the world
what you're hiding.

Let's wrap it up, people!

Don't start.

I'm still not sure
what made the holes,

but his pectoral muscles
display rhabdomyolysis --

a breakdown of tissue
caused by high electric voltage.

I'm thinking cattle prod,
stun gun.

Martian probe.
Are you done?

So, Derek was zapped in the
chest, causing the heart attack.

And then something was used
to bore these holes,

make it look like
an alien abduction.

Derek also had lesions and scar
tissues on his prefrontal cortex

from his car accident
two years ago.

It would have impaired
his executive functions --

decision-making ability,
knowing right from wrong,

truth from a lie.

Well, that would make him the perfect
mark for a con man like Oberman.

The accident also gave him
a pinched c-3 nerve.

It would have caused shooting
pains in his arms and legs.

Which explains this.

Found it on the victim's
credit-card receipts.

"Cryofreeze
physical therapy spa."

They relieve pain
with extreme cold.

I'm talking cryogenic cold.

From what I can tell,

Derek went for treatments
three times a week

for six months,

then four months ago,
suddenly stopped.

Well, looks like
someone's relationship

might have gone a little icy.

Liquid nitrogen drops the
chamber to negative 300 degrees.

The cold reduces inflammation,
takes pressure off nerves.

Liquid nitrogen.

Two minutes in here,
you feel like a million bucks.

Or 60.

How often
did you treat Derek Adams?

The spaceman?
[ Chuckles ]

All the time.

Both here
and out at that mansion of his.

Oh, so you've been out to his house.
Yeah.

So you've seen
his smoking-hot wife.

[ Laughing ] Yeah.

I guess. I mean...
She lives there...right?

Why'd Derek drop you
as a therapist?

He didn't.
He got better.

With a chronic pinched nerve?

Look, I hate
to speak ill of the dead.

The guy was a little out there.
Wore an aluminum hat.

Said aliens took him on a ride
. They were coming to save the earth.

Well, maybe you took his
smoking-hot wife for a ride.

Figured that with Derek gone,
the smoking-hot wife

and that mansion of his
could be yours.

Oh, man.
That's crazy.

I mean, the guy was nuts,
but I liked Derek.

I don't know why
he hasn't been in.

I only know I haven't seen him
in four months.

[ Beeping ]

Look, I got to get
my client out of there.

We done?

For now.

If he had
anything to do with it,

the body wasn't frozen here.

Liquid nitrogen works too fast,
burns tissue.

And there's no evidence
of any real damage,

like that on our victim.

Yeah, something tells me

it's still worth
having Manus run his name.

[ Chuckles ]
Feels really nice.

I take it you like the wine.

Not really.

I didn't get the job
at palm beach memorial.

Oh. Why didn't you
say something?

I didn't want to upset Jeff.

Hey!
Hey.

Okay. Wow.

Oh, yeah.
Thank you, honey.

Thank you.

Oh, what?
No chuy monkey for you?

No. I got to hit it.
I'm late for Kyle's.

He's helping me with trig.

Oh.
Okay?

Yeah. All right.

Bye. Later. Later.

He's not studying, is he?

Not a chance.

Guess he feels like
I'm invading his house.

When did they call you?

They didn't, which is why
I know I didn't get the job.

Well, you don't know that.
They might be sleeping on it.

[ Chuckles ]

And, in the meantime,

we have ice cream,

a bottle
of apparently awful wine,

[ laughs ] And the
house all to ourself.

Ah.
Yeah.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Go ahead.
Mnh-mnh.

[ Ringing continues ]
Go ahead.

Okay. Sorry.

[ Cellphone beeps ]

Daniel, this better be good.

It is. Went over
Derek Adams' financials.

He willed his entire estate
to F.E.T.A. -- $60 million.

What'd he leave his wife?

Nothing.
Not even the house.

That is good. Thanks.

[ Cellphone beeps ]

Dead guy cut his wife
out of his will.

She lost everything.

Except a motive to kill him.

Yeah.

Dermatology nurse --
is that a hard job?

It can be.

Freezing tissue samples,
removing malignant moles.

With a laser?

Or a surgical punch.

It cuts a wheel of tissue
around the bad mole

to see
if the cancer has spread.

Ew. Yeah, you have to
have the stomach for it.

[ Laughs ]

Well, she's definitely
got the stomach for it.

Detective.

Someone left an extra suit
in the guest house.

Care to join me in the hot tub?

That someone wouldn't be
Sean Simmons, would it?

Did he ever, uh...
Take a dip in your hot tub?

You're here for work.
How disappointing.

And Sean creeped me out.

Any time he was here
to treat my husband, I left.

Mm.

Ugh. Vinegar.

So much for
your high-tech wine cellar.

[ Sighs ] That was
Derek's pride and joy.

I knew not to step foot in ere.

And skin, not wine,
was your specialty.

I mean, that had to suck, huh?

Thinking about going back
to freezing all those moles.

I take it
you read my husband's will.

Hey, I'd be pissed, too, if
someone abducted my $60 million.

And kill Derek out of anger?

Why not Oberman,

the weasel who conned
my husband out of his money?

Because Derek gave all the money
to F.E.T.A.,

so killing Oberman,
while satisfying,

wouldn't solve your problem.

Okay.

But there's still one small
problem you haven't solved --

Derek's new will,
restoring it back to me.

The lawyers were gonna file
with the courts on Tuesday.

After you renewed your vows
in Bimini.

Just so we're clear.

If I was gonna kill Derek
for his money --

which I wasn't --

I would have waited a week
for the ink to dry.

Why don't you talk to someone

who was going to lose out
on my husband's fortune?

Carlos:
So, Oberman was out $60 mil?

Jim: Unless Derek died
before Tuesday,

when the new will got filed.

But why leave everything
to a con man?

Because he was
a little out there.

On the night
of Derek's accident,

he saw a white light
and passed out,

woke up thinking there was
something better out the.

Maybe after all the pain in this
life, he was willing to trade

everything in this one
for life in another.

That sounds like
a near-death experience,

which, unlike extraterrestrials,
is real.

It's an autonomic
neurological response to trauma.

Have a calming
psychological side effect.

Would that wear off?
Eventually.

Well, sounds like it did.

Oberman realized
that between that

and Stella's
gravitational pull,

he was losing his grip
over Derek.

I see dead people every day.

None has ever sat up
and told me the meaning of life.

[ Engine stops ]
You live, you die.

That's it.
There's nothing else out there.

Whoa.

What the hell?

[ Laughs ]

Nice try, amigo,
but I ain't falling for that.

No, I'm serious.
I'm not joking.

I guess
you need a tune-up.

I had one last week. Well,
then, you need a new mechanic.

I'll tell Daniel
to send a unit.

[ Cellphone clicks ]

It's dead.
I just charged it.

Yeah. Mine too.

Of cars dying out there
last night,

but there have been plenty
in the past.

Area's notorious for
the same unexplained phenomenon.

What about the "phenomenon"
with my car?

Engine's fried.
Motor pool can't explain why.

I can head out there,
see what I can find.

Yeah. Do that.
But be careful.

Business is booming.

[ Scoffs ] People came
to pay their respects.

By washing down overpriced
shrimp with your flat beer.

You think I killed Derek
to sell shrimp?

No, I think you killed him when you
learned he was filing a new will,

giving his entire fortune
back to his wife.

But Derek never told me
about that,

so there goes your theory.

Or he did and you're lying.

Meaning you couldn't wait around for
Derek to die the old-fashioned way.

Now you were on a clock.

And with Derek
getting healthier --

oh, and saner --

you were losing him
to his wife.

He was getting better
thanks to months of cryotherapy,

and as for Derek's sanity,
I've never met a saner man.

But even a sane man
can fall victim

to the temptations
of a poisonous wife.

[ Chuckles ]
Yeah.

Stick your head in the sand,
detective,

but they're here among us,

just waiting to take our water,
our minerals, our wealth.

Like you
and Derek's $60 million.

Before we honor Derek,

I would like to introduce
detective Longworth of the FDLE.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Who's here to silence the truth
about Derek's abduction.

[ Crowd booing ]

Peace on earth.

Yeah.
What's up, Colleen?

Where are you?

Planet Oberman.

Natives are a little hostile.

So is Sean Simmons.

He's got a record for assault
in Oregon -- did six months.

Stalked his ex-girlfriend,

beat up her fiancé
on their wedding day.

So, Sean's a hopeless romantic.

Hopeless, at least. She still
has a restraining order on him.

Well, can you get me
phone records? Last six months?

Me?
Where the hell is Daniel?

Out looking for the phenomenon

behind my car's engine
conking out.

Thanks, Ms. Compton.

Thank you.

Cheap-ass bitch.

That's no way to talk about
your loyal clientele, Sean.

What do you want? Well, for
starters, I'd like to know

why marriages just seem
to fall apart around you.

Portland?
Felony assault?

That's why
Derek stopped seeing you.

He saw the way you looked
at his wife, and he fired you.

I fired him.
Right. Yeah.

Who needs a steady
2-grand-a-week client

when you got a high roller
like Mrs. Compton?

Stella was bored. Her husband
was always out chasing martians.

And you're only human.

She was almost mean about it,

insisting we do it
in their bedroom.

Ew!

Kept saying
we could have everything --

the house, the cars, the money.

Thought it was just pillow talk
at first,

then one day,
she starts going on about

he's got no other family besides
her to challenge his will.

I'm dumb, but I'm not stupid.

Don't sell yourself short, Sean.
You're dumb and stupid.

And controlling.

It's what happened
in Portland, right?

Key made a big mistake
marrying that loser.

Maybe Stella did, too.
So you helped her out.

Stella didn't need any help.

I knew if she had it in her
to kill her husband,

she'd kill me next,
so I cut her loose.

Or maybe
you cut her husband up.

Is that why
you're leaving town?

Your boss said you gave notice.

I'm going up to Jacksonville

to start a roofing company
with my brother.

Which you need to clear
with your parole officer,

which I'll check to confirm.

Look, man, I'm telling you --
don't let that chick fool you.

She may be hot as hell
on the outside,

but inside, she is all ice.

Stella: Those aren't toys,
detective. They're antiques.

They come from Derek's villa
in Parma.

Oh.

Well, apart from the whole
lost-and-alone thing,

sounds like he had
a real appetite for life.

And how's your appetite?
This is your third house call.

I ate before I came.

I wasn't thinking about food.

Why'd you lie to me about Sean?

[ Sighs ] You're gonna take the
word of an ex-con over mine?

I know.
Weird, right?

What happened?
Derek find out?

I broke it off before that.
It's irrelevant, detective.

You mean lying to a cop about
cheating on your dead husband?

Men are different than women.

Right.
You're from Mars.

Venus.

The sexiest part of a man's body
is between his ears.

Sean was stupid.

Derek traveled the world.

He was smart and funny.

I woke up, and I decided
to get my husband back.

Or maybe to get your money back,
like passing off a new will.

You talked to Oberman, too.

He told Derek
to put on aluminum-foil hats,

climb to the roof,
and talk to spacemen.

I come from crazy. My mother
had to put my father away.

I wasn't gonna lose Derek, too.

So I got him to exercise,
got him therapy for his neck,

and I helped show him that
Oberman is a fraud and a liar.

Sounds like
a full-time job.

By the way,
I'm gonna need your schedule

for the week
your husband went missing.

I sleep till noon,
spin class at 3:00,

and I pick up my meals
from calorie cops.

Creature of habit.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Uh, I actually have to go,

but don't you go --

like, say, to Bimini.

Your travel agent confirmed

you haven't canceled
your tickets.

I just
haven't thought about it.

Good.
Don't start now.

[ Engine stops ]

Now, that would stop a car.

Hey. You okay?

Uh...Yeah.
What are you doing here?

Well, I got your text,
so I came over.

Oh. Yeah.

Well, I got the call
that I didn't get the job,

so not exactly an emergency.

No, I know.
Just knew you'd be bummed, so...

Ohh. That's sweet.

Um, but I don't really need
any cheering up.

I knew this was
gonna be difficult

and we'll get through it.

Are we really
the only ones here?

Yeah -- us and Victor,

the security guard on the third
floor who sleeps all day.

He, uh...

He sleeps all day, huh?

Pretty much.

Oh, well,
lucky for us it's day.

[ Laughs ]

What exactly
are you getting at?

Whoa.
What are you getting at?

[ Laughs ]

I mean, you don't really think
that we could...

Well, once you get over

the whole "Stephen king,
empty hospital" thing.

I actually love Stephen king.

Oh, I love
that you love Stephen king.

[ Both chuckle ]

You know, there's an
empty -- uh, a room?

Yeah.
Excellent.

Right over here.
Yeah?

Actually, wait.
What?

Oh.

Oh.

No calls from Daniel.

All right, um...

Whoa.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

It's weird.

Detective Longworth
always answers his phone.

It's not as weird
as this place.

It's an old pumping station.
It hasn't been used in decades.

Yeah. Are you sure this is
where they ship the, uh...

What'd you call it?

E.M.P. --
electromagnetic pulse generator.

Generates an intense
electromagnetic field

that fries the circuit board
of a car engine or cellphone --

kills it instantly.

Found a website in Texas
that sells them for research.

Gave them the serial number
of the one I found

along the road
where you guys lost power.

They said they shipped it
here -- to Oberman.

Wait, wait, wait.

[ Knock on door ]

All right.

Somebody's been here recently.

Whoa!

[ Laughs ]

It's a dummy, dummy.

[ Chuckles ]

Huh.

Aha!

There's your alien autopsy.

He faked everything --
the UFOs, crop circles.

These are his props.

[ As alien ] Take me to your
leader so we can arrest him.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Normal voice ]
Daniel?

It's blood.

It's fresh.

We found a *** with blood on it

and your prints.

Matches the diameter
of the holes in the body.

I use it for my visual aids.

Is that a euphemism
for "hoaxes"?

Like the hoaxes on your website

and the ones
that my witnesses experienced

the night
they found Derek's body?

It wasn't me, detective.
All right?

My flight wouldn't land
for an hour.

You can check
with the airlines.

But that is why
Derek stopped donating, right?

Found out you were a fraud, threatened
to expose you to followers.

Keep throwing things against the
wall, something will stick.

Like this? Which we found
stuck to Derek's wall.

It's the Mayan temple of Tikal.

The Nazca lines in Peru --

ancient designs in the desert
to form a runway for spaceships.

Complex structures
that couldn't have been built

with the technology
of their age.

It does give one pause.

Well, it gave me pause
to think that Derek thought

that the visitors were here
to help us,

but you preached
that they're here to destroy us

'cause it's easier to scare
people out of their money

than give them hope, right?

But hope
is exactly what Derek wanted,

and that's why he stopped buying
what you were selling.

The truth is hard to face.

And so is losing $60 million,

which would have happened

if Derek hadn't died
before Tuesday, right?

I mean, killing him
was a twofer for you.

Use his poked and probed body
to create hysteria,

fill your website coffers,
and cash a check for $60 mil.

Given the size of Derek's gift,
do you really think

I could get away
with something so obvious?

Are you saying you were set up?

I'm saying I didn't kill Derek.

I was in Colorado all week,
remember?

Right.

Except Derek's body was frozen,

so you could have killed him
before you left.

What?
So now I faked my alibi?

I mean, hey,
you fake everything else.

[ Knock on door ]

What?

Now you come up
with a time of death.

I got it
from the calorie cops' menu.

He had undigested fish
in his stomach.

Oh! Really?
You couldn't just tell me?

It's baked tilapia --
his last meal.

A dinner entree
he had five days ago.

Oh.

That's when Oberman was
in that Hyde Park Inn

in Greeley, Colorado.

I spoke with the manager.

She said
Oberman made a big stink

about the O.J.
at the breakfast buffet.

She's e-mailing us video.
It gets worse.

You said
this was the right size.

Wrong species.
The blood's from a chicken.

Oberman used frozen poultry
for his aliens --

made them look more real.

I hate to let the jackass
off the hook,

but maybe
somebody's trying to set him up.

Yeah.
That's what he said.

All right, tell Manus to let him
go but not leave town.

He's a fraud,
but he didn't kill Derek.

Does freezing wine
make it go bad?

No, but freezing the bottle
also freezes the cork,

which can shift and break
the seal, letting air in,

oxidizes it,
and then turns it into vinegar.

What?

Did you mess up
a bottle of wine you bought

to celebrate Callie's new job?

What? Oh, no.
That job fell through.

She's kind of hitting a wall.

Think you can make a few calls?
You know? Quietly?

I'm gonna take a wild guess

and guess that's exactly what
she asked you not to ask me.

You know how proud she is.

So you went
behind her back, huh?

It's like
you're already married.

Callie: So, even though you have
all this evidence against Oberman,

you don't have enough
to hold him?

No, and if Oberman
didn't kill Derek,

then someone went to a lot of trouble
to make it look like he did.

Wow -- you'd have to be
pretty paranoid

to feel the need to frame
a conspiracy theorist.

Mm-hmm.

Parmesan Reggiano?

[ Muffled ]
Oh, I couldn't possibly.

Mmm.

You gonna eat that or date it?

What? N-no. Um...

Can I see what you use
to cut these with?

Yeah.
It's called a cheese trier.

Wine-and-cheese enthusiasts
have them.

The best ones come
from the old country.

They can be very expensive
and quite collectible.

Thanks.

Checked
all Stella's credit cards.

Still no evidence she ever
bought a stun gun or a taser.

I did find this,
though --

Happy Hour at Hanaby's
the day before Derek died.

A couple margaritas,
a lot of shots.

Well, she was either
getting real happy

or she met with someone.

That's what I thought.
So I called in the video.

Wow. Looks like
they buried the hatchet.

Then they buried this in Derek.

You were right.

Luminol on Derek's
antique cheese trier shows

it has human DNA on it.

I'm guessing Derek's,
since the blade matches

the diameter
of the holes on his body.

Techs are still working
on the house.

So Stella edited Derek's will
back in her favor,

faxed it to his attorney,
then killed her husband

so no one could challenge it.

Except Oberman, who hated her.

She knew he'd tie Derek's money
up in court for decades.

She needed to discredit him.

So she punched holes
in her husband's body

to make it look like a faked alien
abduction to frame Oberman.

Sure looks that way,
doesn't it?

Right again, Stella.

You said it was over with Sean.

It is.
He's the liar.

Yeah --
the day before Derek died,

you and Sean shared
a very happy hour.

Fine.

I ran into him
after spin class.

He apologized
for being a jackass

and wanted to show
there were no hard feelings.

So you let a pissed-off ex-con
buy you a drink?

Weren't you scared?

Oh, wait.
Maybe not.

Because, I'm guessing,
if he tried anything on you,

like he did in Portland,
you were ready for him.

Like with a taser, maybe?

Oh, just so you know,
we're turning your place

upside down right now
looking for a taser.

So any help you can give us at this
point, Stella, can only help you.

Hidden in a false bottom
of my underwear drawer.

Derek bought it for my
protection after we got married.

Well, given it was a taser
that caused the heart attack

that murdered your husband,
I'd call that ironic.

You think I killed Derek
to be with stupid Sean?

Well, stupid may not be sexy,
Stella, but it is hella handy.

Especially if you need
someone to haul

your dead husband's frozen body
out of your wine cellar,

which we're testing
for blood right now.

So, is there anything
you want to tell me

before we pick up Sean,
get his version?

I should speak to my lawyer.

Yeah. Maybe so.

Tech unit
went through her bedroom.

The taser was
right where she said it was.

Thing throws off
about 50,000 volts

and leaves an obvious wound
in the skin.

Unless you bore out the wounds
with a cheese trier...

And then you make more holes
to simulate an abduction.

Anything in the wine cellar?

Even after somebody tried
to clean it up,

there was enough blood
to prove that Derek

was almost certainly frozen
and then cut up there,

which we'll confirm
after testing.

Well played, sir.

The press is
all over Stella's arrest.

Oh. I didn't mean to suggest
that Stella killed Derek.

What? Then why the hell
did you arrest her?

Has anyone seen Daniel?

[ Scoffs ]

Sweet ride, huh?

What are you --
stupid?!

Why don't you just
send up a flare?

I'm not going anywhere
without my money.

Fine.

Drive --
before anyone sees us.

Relax. She got arrested.
It's all over the news.

Hey. I'm the one who took
all the risk, all right?

Sneaking into the house,
tasering the fat bastard,

then hauling his frozen ass
out to the lagoon.

Yeah, and I'm paying you
50 grand for it,

so shut up about it.

That's $25,000 right there.

The balance and your end
of the old man's money

once the will goes through.

You sure she can't
challenge the will in court?

What?
From death row?

For killing the man
who willed it?

Yeah, I'd like to see
how that works out for her.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Engine stops ]

What the hell?

I just drove this thing
off the lot.

It's dead.

[ Knock on window ]

Hands where I can see them.

Good.

Hi.

You can't arrest me.
I wasn't even here. I was --

Colorado. Yeah, you said --
like, about a million times.

Plus the videotape you made sure
the motel manager got.

Yeah, I get it.

It was a good plan,

one that only a conspiracy freak
like you could come up with.

Frame Stella
by framing yourself

so that you could challenge
Derek's new will.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Your big mistake, though,
was throwing in with Sean,

who, through his cryotherapy,
knew that Derek had

a wine cellar, a hot wife,
and a taser to protect it all,

but who lowered Derek's
wine cellar too low too fast

when he froze Derek's body
and oxidized

about a quarter-million dollars'
worth of wine.

[ Laughing ] Plus,
if that wasn't stupid enough,

he remembered to replace the taser
back in Stella's secret spot

but forgot to wipe
his own prints off it first.

And I'm gonna take a wild guess

and say that, despite a bundle
of cash in the back seat,

Sean's not about to
take a needle for you.

And conspiracy to commit murder,
well, that's still murder.

Yeah. Okay.
Sure, yeah. Go for it.

No. Be my guest.

[ Guns cock ]

Okay, that was strange.

Out of the blue,

the E.R. in port St. Lucie
calls me for an interview.

Really?
That's -- that's great.

Yeah, except I never
sent in my résumé.

Well, maybe one of your co-workers
put in a good word for you.

Or maybe one of yours.

Okay, look.

I know you can get a job
on your own,

just like you raised Jeff
on your own.

Like you held two jobs
on your own,

like you were able to figure out
how to do med school on your own.

You know, because up till now,
you've been on your own.

But, Cal...

You're not on your own anymore.

Okay, fine.
You're off the hook.

Really?
[ Chuckles ]

Wow. That was easy.

[ Both chuckle ]

Do you think
we're really alone?

I don't know.

According to Daniel,

with billions and billions
of galaxies,

it's a mathematical
impossibility

there isn't something --
or someone -- out there.

[ Doorbell rings ]

Ooh. Good thing
there's someone out there.

Bamboo palace!
Yeah.

I'm starving!

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