"Previously on "Rosewood"..." "You will never get one-up on me, son." "Dad, I fired you as my doctor years ago." "What are you talking about?" "And that was a mistake." "Why'd you come to the game?" "To tell you I'm not talking about the end of my marriage with you." "The next battle you fight will not be one that you can handle alone." "You know about my dialysis." "I'm not gonna risk your life to save my own." "You need a kidney or you're not gonna make it." "For a guy who needs a kidney transplant, you're going kind of hard." "You taking my pulse?" "I run a seven-minute mile, I bench 325." "I think I'm gonna be all right." "I just got to make sure." "All right, listen up." "Apparently, we have a vigilante that keeps resurfacing in Little Havana." "People are calling him "Santo."" "Now, Santo... he isn't some crackpot cherub of justice." "This man is highly skilled." "Recently, he's focused his attention on the Calle Ocho cartel, which you guys are all aware are notorious for robbing the local businesses in Little Havana." "Two things you should know about Santo... he never kills, he never uses a gun." "His weapon of choice... a baton." "Aah!" "Okay, my two cents... the longer Santo is out there, the more he will inspire other nutjobs to copy him." "Perhaps, but like it or not, this son of a bitch is getting the job done." "You see, I like to call it God's work." "Now, lucky for us, one of my C.I.s just got the drop on a person who fits Santo's description last seen outside a building in the area." "Got a couple units heading over there now." "Ira... you care to run point?" "Police!" "Get down!" "I got two!" "They're still alive." "Call an ambulance." "You got it, Detective." "Two inside!" "Two inside!" "...bound and unconscious by the hands of local legend Santo." "This is his fourth citizen's arrest this past month." "I'm Eagle Eye Ian Gutierrez, your eye in the sky." "Any chance Santo might be able to save us tonight?" "There's always a chance." "There is not a chance." "We all know the deal." "Rosie is having kidney transplant surgery in two days." "Lucky for y'all, Pippy's got a plan to make sure that his stay in the hospital is on point." "Okay, so we are doing... a makeover." "Yeah, yeah, get excited." "I want his hospital room to feel like home." "Okay, with that said, Tee, you are in charge of buying those bougie little pillows that he likes and some Pima cotton bedsheets." "I'm on it." "Got it." "And, Mom, you are in charge of Rosie's recovery." "Okay, now, those books in the study, they're a start, okay, but aromatherapy... ooh!" "That's really great." "Vetiver oil, to be exact." "Okay, Pipp, look, taking care of me pre- and post-surgery has always been your thing, and you've been incredible at it." "You're really done a good job." "Right?" "She's done a great job." "But I'm thinking maybe that it's time that... that I use my inside voice from now on." "Please do that." "Mitchie, I need you to redress Rosie's room with stuff that's already here, okay?" " Chairs, sofa, flat-screen." " Sweet." "Anything I can do for Slade?" " Got that covered." " And me?" "I just need you to do what you always do, okay?" "Bring your surgery soundtrack..." ""Steely Blue" on vinyl." " Everything okay?" " Yes." "Yes, ma'am, everything is..." "Good." "Here we go." "I've got hard-copy printouts of your to-do list." "Okay, there you go." "So, guys, you can read them right there in black and white." "Please keep me in the loop of any progress." "Do not make me find you." "All right, anybody hungry?" "I am starving." "Pop!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "There's my guy!" "I'm a few days early." "That okay?" "Of course." "Of course." "You're so early!" "Why didn't you tell us?" " Mmm!" " Hi!" "Pippy." "It's a nice surprise." "You know?" "Hey!" "How you doing?" "Good." "Yeah, nice shot." "Hey, no, for real." "This..." "This is Carlito's, huh?" "It is." "Yeah, I am digging this new makeover, man." "Flat-screens, a gentleman's pour of rum, the sweet scent of picadillo." "To Marcos and his work overseas... the pride of Little Havana!" "Salud!" "Salud!" "Salud!" "Salud!" "Salud!" "Oh, yeah, the kid's still got it." "Yeah, whatever." " Seal the deal with the..." " What'd you say?" "Wow." "She only gave you six numbers." "Shut the..." "You're stupid, man." "Uh, so, how's the job search going?" "Slow, but I'll get there." "Why?" "You guys hiring?" "Who?" "EMPD." "Uh..." "Probably." "I mean, I don't..." "I don't know, but I can ask." "I mean, if you're..." "Wow." "You really hit me with the double "I mean."" " That's not good." " What?" "Of course it's good." "You're good, I'm good." "The triple "good"?" "That's even worse." "Relax." "I'm just messing with you anyway." "A body on 12th and Memorial?" "Yo, that's around the corner." "Mind if I go with you?" " Uh..." " Be your plus-one?" "First of all, never say "plus-one."" "Secondly, the position's already occupied." "Oh, wow." "Satellite dish in your hospital room... fancy." "Oh!" "Pippy tagged you into the mix, huh?" "Nice." "Well, listen, feel free to say no." "But trust me... when she sinks her teeth in, she really sinks her teeth in." "Her latch game is strong." "I'll be there in the morning." "Meet our John Doe." "One of the locals spotted him on their way to work." "No I.D., no nothing." "Looks like the cause of death is blunt-force trauma." "Looking at the tram track parallel contusions across the body, I'd say he was assaulted with some type of steel rod or stick." "No signs of a struggle." "Or arterial spray, for that matter." "He must have been dumped off." "Look at that mark on his arm." "Looks like a pitchfork inside a faded circle." "That's a trident spear." "Wait a second..." "Isn't that the same mark found on all of Santo's "citizen's arrests"?" "Oh, Villa, those are real arrests." "You don't need the air quotes." "Well, it must have been from the baton he uses." "His wrists are bound together by a green zip tie... another one of Santo's signatures." "Yeah, but killing has never been his M.O." "That's because his M.O. keeps switching." "In a month, Santo has gone from breaking up bar fights to making arrests." "I mean, in my opinion, Santo looks good for this." " Excuse me, Detective..." " Are you saying that Santo has just committed his first murder?" "So, how's life in Pima cotton land?" " Glorious." " Oh?" "That bad, huh?" "Well, Rosie's hand-woven sheets are out of stock, and I've searched everywhere from the Internet, the black market, and my last option is... wait for it... a sheet broker." "A sheet broker?" " Don't ask." " Well, you know what?" "The cost of booking a mover last minute is a third of my savings." "Everything okay?" "Couldn't be better." "Fantastic." "I would say one of the best days of the week." "Listen, if the stuff with Pippy is too much, you know you can tell me, right?" "Rosie, you've done so much for us." "We're very happy to be doing this for you." "Yeah, you didn't just give us a job." "You gave us a family." "We got your back, man, no matter what." "And you fear Pippy." "That also." "Hey." "So, how's Slade feel about our first TV close-up?" " How do you think?" " Not great." "Well, now that Santo knows we're onto him, we have to get in front of this before he strikes again." "I ran the victim's prints through CODIS, but no identity popped up." "We're checking other databases, as well." " Anything here?" " Well, the aluminum baton left a trace metal signature on the arm and the leg." "The brand is definitely a trident spear, but even at maximum resolution, we're struggling to make out a really clear image." "Also found burns and flesh wounds along John Doe's back and his legs." "And substantial swelling in his liver and his spleen." "He had some type of liver disease." "You know, I can run the peripheral blood smear under the microscope, see what that gets us." " Okay." " Leaving so soon?" "Well, Feldheim canvassed Little Havana, but nobody's talking." "If anyone can get them to talk, it's me." "Perks of being one of their own." "You want to come?" "Thought you'd never ask." "Okay, well, if you hear or see anything, here's my card." "Wow." "Wow." "So, you grew up here?" "Look, I'm just warming up." "Just warming up?" "That's like the ninth person." "10's the charm. 10's the charm... says no one." "You could commit a crime here and not get arrested." " Okay." " No one could identify you." "No one would pick you out of a lineup." "Yeah, see, this place will put you in the right space." "Villa, tell me, what do you see when you look at those anthuriums?" "Flowers." "No, happiness, Villa." " Okay?" "Abundance." " Leese!" "It's me..." "Izzy!" "Izzy Vermundo." "Don't you remember me?" "Daisie and I used to work at Felipe's." "You remember Felipe's." "C-rating, three-day-old turrones." "The place was a disaster!" "Right, right." "Of course, of course." " Izzy, how are you?" " Good, good." "You know, I hear you're a cop now." "I've heard stories about you two... mainly him." "Good." "So maybe you can help us out." "We're looking for anything you might have on Santo." "Oh, come on, Leese." "You know we don't talk to the cops here." "But I can tell you this..." "Santo is the reason" "I got my stolen money returned." "And not just mine... all the other businesses in the neighborhood." "I never met the man, but I am indebted to him." "He is the lead suspect in a murder." "Doesn't mean he did it." "Hey!" "Marcos!" "Miss Vermundo!" " How are the twins?" " Oh!" "Wild, crazy, always hungry." "I'd lock up their food, but I think they'd eat the locks." " Right." " Excuse me." "What are you doing here?" "I'm meeting the waitress from last night." "Can't show up empty-handed." "Figure some roses for her, some daisies for my Daisie." "Cool points." "Can never collect too many." "So, what's up?" "You guys working on the case?" "Yeah." "What?" "He asked." "I answered." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Was this a violation of the sibling code?" "There's no sibling code." "Well, there needs to be... stat!" "Update from the lab." "Excuse me." "Extra set of eyes ain't gonna hurt, Leese." " Mnh-mnh." " Let me help you." "There's nothing to help." " Okay?" "We have this under control." " All right." "Just got the X-rays back from our John Doe's spine." "Turns out there's damage to the inferior surfaces between the T5 and the L4." "An injury that significant is normally related to hikers." "Or boot camp." "I had that same injury." "Maybe your John Doe was in the military." "A friend of mine at the precinct said" "Beaumont is working a case?" "Two days before his surgery?" "Well, we could tell him to slow down, but when he is determined to get justice for a victim..." "Like a freight train with no brake." "Uh-huh." "No matter the personal cost." "Our son grew up to be a remarkable man." "Yes, he did." "Remember that doctor who told us that he wouldn't make it to his 15th birthday?" "And I remember two parents who fought to prove him wrong." "Two freight trains with no brake." "Everything we are, we owe to that boy." " You okay?" " Yes, I'm fine." "Because he's gonna be fine." "You know, once I got close to the lab, my ears started burning." "Now that I see the two of you, let's just say my ears are on fire!" "We were talking about you working a case" " two days before your surgery." " Mm." "So, when are you gonna solve this thing?" "What's the latest?" "Well, our John Doe might have been in the military." "If so, his liver condition might be connected to his service overseas." "Oh, well, it was." "Tests revealed he had visceral leishmaniasis." "Also known as black fever." "Huh." "That's caused by protozoan parasites, which is..." "Common in Syria and the Middle East." "Yeah, and if he was taking medication, then.." "V.A. could have a record." "Could help us identify John Doe." "The man, the myth, the legend." "I see you, Pop." "I see you." "Aw." "That's great." "Hey, Pipp." "You, uh... free to grab a bite?" "Oh, I forgot... we need a record player for "Steely Blue."" "Can you get on that?" "The man, the myth, the legend... whoever's available." "First she ignores me at Beaumont's, now this." "Is there something I need to be aware of?" "You know, I could help you figure this out, but where's the fun in that?" "Welcome home." "You wanted to see me, Cap?" "Oh, there he is." "Yeah, what's the deal, Ira?" "These past few weeks, you've been the first one in, last one out." "Just trying to get ahead of the paperwork." "Which brings me to my next point... your reports have been tip-top." "When are they not tip-top?" "No, no, see, you don't understand." "Recently, they have been tip-top." "New year, new me." "Just tightening up my game." "Hmm." "Okay." "And here I thought it had something to do with my... temp replacement." "You know, post-surgery, I'm on the mend... four to six weeks." "I'm aware of that." "It's between you and Pearson for my proverbial seat-warmer." "Tortoise and the hare." "You're the hare, I'm assuming?" "Actually, the tortoise." "Bald head, world on my back." "Yes." "I see it." "So, I looked into the local V.A. hospitals." "Only one has treated a patient for black fever in the past six months." "Our John Doe's name is Dax Honeycutt." "Ran his info... turns out he used to be in the Army." "You think Santo is targeting vets?" "Well, I'm heading over to Dax's place to get a better idea." "So, Dax was in the Army." "Well, that's a check in the right column for Marcos." "Yeah, one check." " Una marca." " I don't know, Villa." "People in your neighborhood really seem to spark to him." "Yeah, people spark to me, too." "Well, actually, in this scenario, you're a Sheriff Woody and he's like Buzz Lightyear." "Really?" "You just went "Toy Story" on me?" "Yeah, yeah, I went full "Toy Story," yeah." "See, Buzz and Woody, they didn't get along throughout the whole movie," "Know why?" "Uh, they were polar opposite." "No, they actually were very similar... kind of like you and Marcos..." "but here's the difference." "Marcos has a whole lot of room in his sandbox for other kids to play." "Can you say the same?" "It's Miami P.D." "Down on the ground now!" "Hands in the air!" "Get up..." "Really?" "Ow!" "No, no!" "Wait, wait!" "Eagle Eye Ian... the reporter." "Aluminum baton, trident spear." "You're Santo?" "You've got the mild-mannered reporter thing down." "Wouldn't have guessed that you're Santo." "Because I'm not." "But if I were, you wouldn't be able to get me to talk." "Really?" "Do tell." "Your technique is... is weak." "I can teach you a few things after this is over." "I mean, asking questions is kind of my thing." "Let's see if answering questions is your thing, too." "Why were you at Dax's apartment with Santo's baton?" "The baton is for protection, and I was at the apartment trying to find evidence to exonerate Santo." "Huh." "Looks like I picked up another skill." "But do you have an alibi?" "Now, let's talk about how you used this baton to kill Dax." "You're gonna get a call from Pippy." "Oh, already did." "She wants to make over my hospital room." "I tried to decline, but she blew right through me." "She just wants you to be comfortable." "Embrace it." "We got to get in there." "The emblem on the baton does not match the brand on Dax's body." "The baton is fake." "Which means I... am not..." "Santo." "That doesn't mean you're not his lackey." "Eagle Eye Ian is no one's lackey." "You're a grown man who made a baton, like another grown man." "Calling you his lackey was me being nice." "We mimic those who inspire us, so the question is, what does Santo do to incite such faith?" "I knew revealing Santo's identity would make a great story." "When I was investigating him, I ran into some thugs, and... their guns." "Santo saved my life." "I am a mild-mannered reporter." "But I owe it to Santo to be more." "I need to protect him so he can give other people the second chance he gave me." "What did you learn about Santo?" "That he's really good at covering his tracks." "I have no idea who he is." "But how does Dax fit into this?" "Every time I was investigating a lead on Santo," "Dax wasn't far behind." "Why would Dax follow Santo?" "I don't know." "Look, Santo wears a disguise for a reason." "But if Dax was close to finding out Santo's identity, he may have killed him to protect his secret." "We need to find out what Dax learned about Santo." "Hey, look who I saw signing in at the front desk, like a regular person." "He is a regular person." "Marcos, what are you doing here?" "Oh, come on, Villa." "It's obvious." " He's doing a pop-by." "I'm proud of you for that." " Thank you." "See, since I figured I cracked the case wide open," "I figured I'm part of the team now, right?" "Well, you know, really, it's a tough process, but for you, we'll take it to a vote." "All in favor, say "Aye."" "Aye." "Aye." "Can you get an "Aye"?" "No?" "Look, you did help us out, but the crack you made was small, at best." "Well, Dax was following Santo for a reason, which means we got to get inside Dax's head." "And who better to help than another vet?" "Okay." "What do you got?" "Vets thrive on routines, so if you want to find out who or what's important in Dax's life, just look for any patterns." "The tech guys got into Dax's bank records." "I'll do a search for repeating transactions." "Every Thursday around 5:00 P.M., there's a $20 charge for Soldiers United in Coconut Grove." "His first light-bulb moment." "You know, I feel like a proud big brother right now." "No, I do." "There's a support group that meets around that time." "And the money is for a rental fee, 'cause in that group, they don't sit around drinking coffee." "Agh!" "Darn it!" "I'm out." "The organization I work with plans events for vets." "I turned the field behind my paint and body shop into a range." "False sense of combat gives a rush of adrenaline." "Releases the endorphins, gives the men a natural high." "Bottom line, what we do... we get guys like you and me to do the one thing we hate most... talk." "Head on a swivel, measured steps, dilated pupils... combat withdrawal." "You ever need to scratch that itch, you're welcome here any time, brother." "Yeah, we're... we're not here for me, man." "So, did, uh, did Dax ever mention Santo?" "Marcos, I ask the questions." "What he said." "No." "He didn't really talk that much." "Exception to the rule here." "What about Dax's state of mind?" "Was he struggling with anything since his time in the service?" "Look, I want to help you, but if the guys learn that I'm spilling my guts to you, then they might start to feel like this isn't a safe place." "And I can't have that." "But what about Dax?" "Or do you not care about your clients once they're dead?" "You got a job to do." "I get it." "But what you won't do is question my commitment to these men." "Let me tell you something..." "Uh, I was in the Army." "I started in mine clearance." "I showed other soldiers where to step so they could make it to the other side safely." "The things we did... make it nearly impossible to come home whole." "It's like walking into a mine field... one false step, and you're done." "But if something Dax went through over there led to a misstep over here, then we need to know about it." "His story could help guide another brother safely to the other side." "Dax was depressed, forgetful." "And he had a temper." "I mean, he'd be messing around with you one minute, and the next minute, he would have you by the throat." "Whatever demons he had over there, they followed him home." "I tried to help him." "I did, but..." "I couldn't." "Excuse me." "I have an idea about Dax's demons." "Is it normally this quiet?" "Hey, you wanted to be on the case." "This is being on the case." "Bro, please tell me you found something." "Uh, we found something and nothing... a classic MCL twofer." "If you only found one thing, it's more like a one-er, right?" "The absence of something is something." "Ergo, twofer." " But..." " Marcos, just roll with it." "He can do this all day." "Trust me." "Okay, Dax suffered from memory loss, depression, and mood swings..." "indications of brain disease, like chronic traumatic encephalopathy." "Yes..." "CTE." "Now, most people associate this with head trauma from football injuries." "Soldiers, though, are just as likely to have a brain injury." "If Dax had CTE, that would bring up new avenues to follow." "How'd he get hurt?" "Was it accidental?" "That might give us a clue to what was going on in his head." "We didn't find any evidence of CTE." "We found algae." "Yes... naegleria fowleri." "We found traces in his nasal canal, but it's probably from repeated exposure." "And then we also found another unknown substance in his nasal passage, so we're running tests to identify it, but we think it's unrelated to the naegleria fowleri." "Wait, I've heard of this algae." "We had it in the water system in our old high school in Little Havana." "Soon after, they closed the school down." "Well, Dax was following Santo." "Maybe his search led him there." "We need to check out that high school right now." "Santo could strike again at any moment." "No sign of Dax outside." "Maybe we'll have better luck inside." "Leese, this used to be our high school." "Man, look at it now." "Yeah, well, with all the crime coming in, the school district stopped pumping money in." "Which is why we need guys like Santo now more than ever." "I'm sorry, what?" "Santo is a killer and a danger to Little Havana." "I don't think Santo murdered Dax." "He was killed with Santo's baton." "Or a replica." "He's protecting us in ways the police won't." "We can't lose that." "Who wants a one-way trip to the happy place?" "On me." "Why don't we get your opinion?" "You've been abnormally quiet." "And please don't say you fall somewhere in the middle." "I'm on Team Villa." " Which Villa?" " Which Villa?" "Oh, a door." "Hmm." "A door that leads somewhere." "Let's check it out." "This is where Santo set up shop." "Rosie, we need your team down here." "Oh, can you stop?" "You're messing up my thing." "Why?" "This is better." "Blue makes it better." "Stop what?" " Get out the blue." " Why?" "What do you got?" "Well, we compared Dax's fingerprints to the prints found in this room, and we got a hit..." "he was definitely here." "All in all, there are 10 sets of prints in the boiler room." "And we know who they belong to." " Whoa." " The prints belong to Dax." "Didn't see that coming." "Which means Dax was Santo." " Rosie, I want news." " Oh, I got news." "That's good, 'cause we got bupkis." "Since Dax was Santo, we looked into everyone who wanted Santo killed." "All the low-level criminals he turned in are still in jail." "What about the Calle Ocho cartel?" "Dax targeted it for weeks." "They were on surveillance the night he was killed." "They had an all-hands-on-deck meeting about how they were gonna get rid of Santo." "So, in a strange turn of events, cops provided an alibi for criminals." "Yeah." "We live in trying times." "We matched the brand of the baton to the marks on Dax's skin." "But there was no blood or DNA on the baton." "Okay." "Wow." "So there's another baton out there in the hands of our killer." "Rosie, I asked for good news." "No, you asked for news." "Adjectives, Villa..." "adjectives are our friends." "If our killer isn't from Dax's time as Santo, then maybe we need to look into other parts of his life." "There's nothing in his life before or after his military career that sticks out." "The Army just sent over Dax's file." "You're looking at 10 years of military service." "We're gonna need a little help narrowing down a window." "Well, maybe the body will shed some light on that." "I'll get back to the lab, check it out." "I'll dig into the baton." "If it's military issue, that could help us." "Just say it already." "I told you Santo didn't kill Dax." "Okay, well, now that that's over..." "Oh, no, no, no, no, no." "I need to soak up that moment." "I know how much you hate being wrong." "Well, not always." "I wish I was wrong about how similar you and Dax are." "I mean, look, whatever he went through out there, he brought it back home, and now he's... he's dead, and..." "I don't want that for you." "Yeah, look, I fought in a war." "Came back shook up." "Don't make this a thing." "It is a thing." "You can't act like your dishonorable discharge didn't happen." "Not with you around." "That's for damn sure." "Look, hanging with you the last few days has been great." "I just wish it wasn't always a long-winded interrogation with you." "Damn!" "I wasn't interrogating you." "I was trying to be a good sister." "You know what?" "Ever since you put on that badge, you've been less sister, more cop." "I just wish you could turn off Detective Villa and just be Annalise." "Everybody in the neighborhood feels the same way." "Oh, wow." "You've been back for, like, two seconds, and you already have your finger on the pulse." "Oh, yeah?" "Remember Izzy from the flower shop?" "Yeah." "What about her?" "I knew about her kids 'cause I write letters to her and other people in the neighborhood." "These people, this place, it's where I feel the most comfortable." "Okay, so when I was over there dodging bullets," "I made time to stay connected." "What about you?" "Hmm?" "Too busy playing cop." "That's why nobody trusts you." "Does that include you?" "Yeah, I-I got to go." "Your surgery is tomorrow." "Tell me this case is winding down, not up." "Well, let's just say it's winding sideways." "Look..." "I know you hate leaving something unfinished, so... if it'll make you feel better, I'd be happy to pitch in." "I think Mitchie's got it covered." "But thanks." "Okay." "Oh." "You have everything you need for the surgery?" "Yeah, for the most part." "Well, that doesn't sound good." "What's missing?" "Uh..." ""Steely Blue."" "And let's just say it's a long story that ends with me not having it in my possession anymore." "But you let Pippy think you had it." "Yeah." "Ooh." "You in trouble." "Only if she finds out." "Well, your secret's safe with me." "She's still giving me the cold shoulder." " I'm gonna get going." " All right." " Unh-unh." " Mm-hmm." " Unh-unh!" " Mm-hmm!" "I'm not talking about Dad." "Okay, you listen, I'll talk." "Mnh-mnh." "Sibling silence is golden." " Oh, you're sibling coding me?" " Mm-hmm." "Number 42... respect the code." "Okay, well, right back at you." "Sibling silence is golden unless..." "I forgot subsection A." "Unless it hurts a member of the family." "Now, you and Dad not talking is no bueno to me, so spill it." "All right, well, since the divorce," "Dad hasn't been himself." "Look, between my breakup with TMI and you going off the rails, he hasn't lifted his finger one time to help." "He offered, but we..." "that includes you... said that everything was okay." "Our father doesn't need to ask to get involved." "You know, he likes to just get all up in your business, and now he's acting like he's a guest in his own family." "Eeeeeh." "I..." "I forgot my coat." "Well, maybe Dad is off his game because it feels like we didn't need him on the roster." "All right, Rosie, this is cuckoo bananas." "Is it?" "I'm sorry." "The divorce... living away from family..." "I guess I'm just trying to find my way in this new normal." "Well, let me help you out." "We always need you." "Especially when it looks like we've got it all worked out." "Dax was in the Army for a decade." "That's dozens of missions." "I think I've found something that pinpoints which mission we should be focused on." "Now, when I cue you, tap the button." "And why can't you do it?" "Because I can't say "Black-light my world!"" "if I'm the one black-lighting my world, okay?" "So... black-light my world." "Sometimes healed scars are invisible in normal light." "Oh." "What caused them?" "My theory... electric cables." "On the soles of his feet?" "Rosie, are you saying Dax was tortured?" "Well, it's a technique called falaka... a trademark of the Syrian intelligence." "Now, Mitchie did some digging." "Tap the button in the square." "Do I look like Vanna White to you?" "Will you just hit the button?" "Three years ago," "Army paratroopers from the 85th Airborne Unit were captured by Syrian intelligence." "Yes, it made the news." "It says here, after a few months, they were rescued." "This is an emblem of the 85th Airborne Unit." "Tap the square at the end." "Last time." "The emblem is the perfect match to the mark left by Dax's baton." "Exactly." "I think Dax was part of the 85th Airborne Unit." "If the baton is standard issue, it makes sense that there's more than one." "Which means Dax was killed by someone he served with." "We started digging into the 85th Airborne" "They had 10 members." "One of them sticks out..." "Carly Velasco." "She had both batons made, but they're not military issue." "She put in a request to use them during combat." "Were she and Dax involved?" "Not sure, but she was from Little Havana, and she was tortured with Dax and others from the 85th Airborne." ""Was"?" "So she's resting in peace somewhere?" "Arlington Cemetery." "She died as a result of the torturing." "We're looking into the other members of the 85th Airborne." "Keep me posted." "Hey, uh, Ira, can I, uh, talk with you for a minute?" "What's up, Cap?" "Well, I wanted you to hear it first." "Um... you're not the guy." "I'm picking Pearson as the temporary captain." "Okay." "Well, thanks for letting me know." "Hey, that's it?" "You have something else to say?" "Well, yeah, I do have something else to say." "I thought this would be a lot more fun." "I'm kidding with you." "Of course you're the guy." "What's wrong with you?" "Thank you." "But I decline." "You decline?" "Are you serious?" "Yeah, I'm serious." "You're having surgery." "You're gonna need things..." "help and whatnot... and I want my schedule open in case I'm the guy you want to call." "So that's why you've been burning the candle at both ends." "What you're doing for Rosie... that's tip-top." "That makes you family." "And there's nothing I wouldn't do for family." "Pipp, can I have my phone back, please?" "Why?" "So you can bug Villa for an update on the case?" " I don't think so." " Oh!" "Hurricane Pippy's in full effect." "Hurricane who?" "What was that?" "Is that what you guys call me?" "Pretty much all of us, yeah." "Whatever." "You can't deny that Hurricane Pippy gets it done." "That is true." "I mean, you've turned this room into a five-star suite." "How long has Hurricane Pippy been a thing?" "Oh, I think since, what, 9?" "Mom and Dad, they wanted to make me feel like I was a part of what was going on..." "So we made her Beaumont's caretaker." "Yeah, man, that taught me, like, responsibility, gave me confidence." "All right, only one tradition left." "Rosie, where's "Steely Blue"?" "I don't have it." "Rosie." "Did you..." "Did you lose it?" "Did you break it?" "And why was Pippy not informed, guys?" "'Cause I didn't want to have to admit to you or to myself what actually happened to it." "Tawnya happened to "Steely Blue."" "Son, you don't need it." "You can just push on forward without it." "There's no need for that." "I found another copy of the album." "Pop, "Steely Blue" is seven kinds of rare." " Where'd you get it?" " The Internet." "There's a site that pieces together albums from various sources." "It's great." "I'd never heard of it." " Mitchie?" " Yeah, Mr. Rosewood," "I'm gonna need to scrub your computer later so you don't get arrested." "Well, anyway, Mom, you know what?" "I think you're right." "It's time for me to press forward without "Steely Blue."" "I think I know someone who needs it more than I do." "I'm loving the tricked-out hospital room." "Yeah, well, Pippy Rosewood worked her magic." "I mean, half this stuff isn't even mine." "I got you a gift." "You didn't have to do that." ""I gave Rosie a kidney, and all I got was this lousy coffee mug."" "Nice." "Thank you." "So, where are we with the case?" "We checked into the other members of the 85th Airborne, and they all have alibis, but get this..." "Dax was Carly's commanding officer on the mission when they were captured." "In fact, he requested her." "So you think somebody in Carly's life blamed Dax for her murder?" "Feldheim's digging." "And I'll join him once you're done with surgery." "Okay?" "Ah." "Update on the case." "I was going through withdrawals." "Aren't you supposed to be resting?" "I want to talk to Slade." "Oh." "I'll give you two a moment." "You know, when I had my first surgery," "I met this other patient." "He was a musician..." "Kenny Fitzpatrick." "He was having heart surgery, just like me." "But Kenny lost his family, his possessions, and he was losing his health." "And despite all of that," "Kenny still managed to see the world through this prism that allowed him to see the very best in everyone." "Sounds like somebody I know." "Yeah, well, he was my rock." "When it came time for my surgery, I was so scared." "So he gave me a copy of his album..." ""Steely Blue"... to play in the O.R." "So he wanted you to feel like he was there with you." "Yeah." "What happened to him?" "He died during surgery." "And ever since then, I've made it my mission to emulate the light that he gave to the world." "And "Steely Blue" plays during every single surgery I've had." "Anyway..." "I want you to have it." "I hope it helps you the way it helped me." "Thank you." "Pop, how are you in here?" "People in high places." "Do I need to remind you that you got this?" "Maybe just a little." "You got this." "You're the strongest person I know." "And there's still a lot in this life for you to do." "Do we understand each other?" "You know, I never... thought about what an O.R. sounds like." "I don't like it." "Regretting giving up "Steely Blue"?" "No, I mean, you're here, thinking about "Steely Blue"..." "That's therapeutic enough for me." "What's going on?" "I just gave myself a light-bulb moment." "I need you to deliver a message." "Check the substance in Dax's nasal passage for calcium carbonate." "Okay." "Why?" "Beaumont thinks it'll prove who killed Dax." "Figured you'd be back." "Couldn't say anything earlier..." "not in front of my sister... but I was hoping to get some one-on-one time." "Absolutely." "This whole place is your canvas, man." "I'm not sure if you knew or if anybody knew, but..." "Dax was Santo." "Got a lot of love for vigilantes." "They're the voice for the little people, you know?" "Tasked to repair a broken community." "But sometimes they cross the line." "See, I know all too well, man." "I was dishonorably discharged." "I took matters into my own hands, and somebody got hurt." "But you..." "You took it a step further." "We know you killed Dax, Asa." "Yeah." "You did it here and dumped his body in Little Havana." "You got to be kidding me." "We found calcium carbonate in his nasal cavity... an ingredient that's normally found in paint." "And the paint was a special blend found in two places... your paint shop and the aluminum baton." "Dax inhaled it during a therapeutic game of paintball." "And the baton... well, you made that for Carly." "You're a welder by trade." "We also found an engagement ring in Carly's effects." "You two were planning on getting hitched." "But you kept that a secret." "Me, Dax, and Carly..." "we met in boot camp." "She was the only girl, but she could hold her own." "The three of us... did a few tours overseas, but we made a pact that we would retire after the third one." "But Dax convinced Carly to join the 85th Airborne, do one more tour." "He promised me that he would bring her back to me." "When Carly died, you gave one baton to Dax and used the other one to kill him." "You blamed Dax for her death, even though you knew it was accidental." "The vigilante thing was Carly's idea." "She was raised in Little Havana, and recently, her whole neighborhood took a rough turn." "She..." "She wanted to fix it." "But couldn't." "That's where Dax stepped in." "His way of finishing the job" "Carly never got a chance to start." "Asa Stratton, you're under arrest for the murder of Dax Honeycutt." "Get up." "Gerald." "You didn't have to come all the way down here." "I told you..." "I'm okay." "I know." "But a little birdie told me to ignore you." "Which birdie?" "Oh, I just..." "I just passed along Gerald's number, so..." "You're everybody's rock." "But sometimes... you need a rock, too." "It's a pleasure." "Pleasure to meet you." "Pleasure's all mine." "So, for those keeping score, you have brought Rosie his album and Gerald to Mom." "So... what you got for Pippy?" "Mm." "I'll take that." "Come on." "Hey." "I owe you an apology, Leese." "Oh." "No, you don't." "You were right." "I mean, it's okay to put the badge away from time to time and... reconnect with the old neighborhood." "It's just... the museums... the old guys in the park playing dominoes, the... the scent of hand-rolled cigars..." "It reminds you of Dad." "Everything I love about that place is what I miss about him." "Yeah." "Guess who I ran into the other day." "Ramon Campos." "The kid who used to bully you in the fourth grade?" "Every day that year." "Till you caught wind of it and you put him in the, um... in the camel clutch, like The Iron Sheik." "I loved that wrestling move." "From that day on, the legend of Leese grew." "Being with you today took me back to that time." "I realized that, in small ways, my sister Annalise always had a little Detective Villa in her." "And that's cool with me." "Hey, thanks for letting me be a part of the takedown today." "Of course." "And just FYI... that stuff I said to Asa... it was true." "There's been a complication." "Miss D." "Is everything okay?" "Charging." "Clear!" "Clear!" "What's wrong?" "Clear!"