"So where y'all going?" "Uh, well, we aren't sure exactly." "Are you guys on vacation?" " We're on our honeymoon." " For real?" " Mm-hmm." " Then let me hook you up with a little highlight reel." "You got your Old City District," "Penn's Landing, Independence Hall, but I'm gonna swing out to the love park first." "Kick that honeymoon in gear." "Hey!" "Sir?" "Sir, are you okay?" "What?" "Sir." " Ben." "Ben!" "Aah!" " Aah!" "Whoa!" "Oh!" "Help!" "Help 'em!" "Come on!" "Let's try to help 'em!" "Call 9-1-1!" "Get that door open!" "Did you see that?" "Lacey, breakfast!" "I got bagels and that raspberry smoothie you like." "Uh, dear, you should know better." "Teenagers need protein." "Why are you already here?" "The train doesn't leave for hours." "Well, it's not like I have a job to go to." "Plus, I'm already packed." "We could've made the 8:00." "I had to stop by the office and tie up some loose ends." "I don't want to anything to ruin our girls weekend." "New York is gonna be so sick." ""Sick" means "good,"" "which as a doctor, I find particularly disturbing." "Well, you see, this is why I need to spend more time with Lacey." "If I'm going to stay viable in this job market," "I'm going to have to young down and hip the hell up." "Oh, my God." "I'm showing grandma how to use social networking." "Everyone's life is online now." "Yeah, for work and for dating." "My friend Sylvia instant messaged her way to a third husband, you know?" "Did they have cyber sex, too?" "This whole romance-by-technology thing is too weird." "I'm gonna stick with the old-fashioned method, thank you very much." "It's been working so well for you." "Ah." "Oh, damn it." "Don't worry." "We're gonna make the train." "Megan Hunt." "Just make sure there's no gates over there." "Yes, sir." "Well, look at you." "Somebody better turn that frown upside down." "Zip it, flatfoot." "I'm grumpy." "You're usually snow white." "Cab driver lost consciousness at the wheel." "His passengers." "Where's the driver?" "Recovering." "The medics say he had a petit mal seizure." "He slammed into a guy named Joey Jablonsky, in town from Baltimore." "Then he's the victim?" "No." "The only thing he's got is a sore attitude." "Well, what the hell am I doing here?" "Good morning, sunshine." "Better glove up." "Our little accident uncovered a murder." "Possible through and through." "A bullet entered the chest and exited his back." "No spatter in the car, so he wasn't shot in the trunk." "There's also a smudge on his pants leg." "Yeah, there's no I.D., but he has some identifying marks." "He has a mole on his cheek and he has a birthmark on his neck." "I'm gonna get some prints and I'll run it through missing persons." "And there goes New York." "Look, I am just as bothered by all of this as you are." "The only thing that bothers me is, if you hadn't gotten rear-ended, you might've gotten away with murder." "Oh, come on." "Do I look like the kind of guy that would do something like that?" "Yeah, you kinda do." "Look, look, I..." "I drove into town yesterday morning from Baltimore to... to drum up some sales, because I own a restaurant supply business, and sales have been way down, so I wanted to meet some of my clients face-to-face so I could..." "Look, I appreciate the bio, but can you get back to the whole "you killed a man" thing?" "No." "No." "I... no, I know." "That's what I'm trying to tell you." "I..." "I haven't opened the trunk of my car since... since I checked into my hotel yesterday morning." "Okay, s... somebody else put the body there." "And where would that have happened?" "Beats me." "I don't know." "I mean, I..." "I drove all over the city." "I..." "I went to bars, hotels, restaurants, wholesalers." "Not a damn bite, by the way, I mean, I thought this was supposed to be the city of brotherly love." "Hey, I'm not the one driving around with a corpse in my trunk, Baltimore." "It wasn't me." "Well, until this thing is sorted out, you're sticking around." "And I want a list of every place you've parked your car." "That's my husband." "That's Kyle." "Would you like to..." "Last time I saw him... was yesterday morning when he was leaving for work." "He was an architect... for the Brand Design Group." "He left me a voice mail after lunch." "He said... he said that he was leaving work early, but then he never came home." "Oh." "My baby... she just kicked... for the first time." "Okay." "Thank you for your time, Mr. Brand." "Please, anything I can do to help." "Kyle was killed yesterday afternoon, and his wife said that he left work early." "Do you have any idea where he might've gone?" "I'm sorry." "M..." "maybe I'm not understanding." "Why would I know where he was going?" "Well, I'm not being accusatory, Mr. Brand..." "Listen, this economic downturn hit my firm really hard." "I wish I coulda helped more people transition out of the company, but..." "Wait." "Transition out of here?" "Kyle." "I had to lay him off." "Yeah, he hasn't worked here in a year." "For a year?" "Where was he going all that time?" "Why was he lying to his wife?" "Maybe he was a bigamist or a spy." "Or a bigamist spy." "Two identities, two families, in a polyamorous world that time forgot..." "I sent his clothes off to trace." "Maybe we can find out what he swiped on his pant leg." "Maybe it came from the crime scene." "The one you haven't found yet?" "There is something stuck between his lower right central and lateral incisor." "A bit of his last meal, perhaps?" "And there's a patterned band of broken capillaries right there." "It may be from a support belt." "I mean, maybe he had a bad back." "Or maybe from doing some heavy lifting." "He's got calluses on his fingers." "Not exactly the workplace injuries of an architect." "Nor is this..." "laceration." "It could be a stab wound." " Let's roll him." " Yeah." "Oh, wow." "Look at that abrasion collar." "The exit wound is shored." "Well, that would only happen if something hard was pressed against him when he was shot." "Like if he was lying on the pavement." "Ooh." "What do you know?" "Drop him." "Huh." "Gentlemen, we have a through and through and through." "The round entered his chest, exited his back, ricocheted off something hard, and then reentered the body." "What is that lodged in the bullet?" "Is that a... rock?" "That is not just any rock." "That, detective, is your crime scene." "Body of Proof 2x15" " Occupational Hazards Original air date February 21, 2012" "Kyle was laid off a year ago?" "I'm afraid so." "His boss Harvey Brand confirmed it." "But why wouldn't he tell me?" "What was he doing all this time?" "Well, that's what we're trying to figure out." "Has your financial situation changed at all in the past year?" "Yes." "Um, when we found out about the baby," "I stopped working." "Kyle told me not to worry, and our bills always got paid." "Mindy, Kyle had suffered a lifting injury." "Did he work out a lot?" "Did he lift weights?" "No." "I mean, he cared about his health, but he didn't smoke, he didn't drink." "He also had a severe cut on his arm." "Do you know how that happened?" "I must seem like the most oblivious person on earth right now." "All I can say is," "Kyle was my rock." "He was up at 7:00 and he left for work at 8:00 and was home every night for dinner." "I knew him to be kind, thoughtful, trustworthy." "But now after what you're telling me..." "I guess I didn't really know him at all." "Curtis, what are we looking at?" "Uh, Gabrielle Diaz, 19, a possible drug overdose." "White powder was found on her nostrils and philtrum, empty vials nearby." "Press is gonna eat that up, too." "Her daddy's the dean of Dexter University." "Yeah." "Hold up." "You already got a call about this, didn't you?" "Antonio Diaz is a close associate of Health Commissioner Travers." "The one who appointed you chief." "Let me guess." "I'm off the case." " Curtis, you understand..." " I understand nothing." "I can do the job just fine, high-profile or no profile." "I've got a spotlight following me at every turn, so the longer I can tap dance without missing a step, the longer this department can act with autonomy." "Mm-hmm." "Oh, Dr. Hunt." "I checked with P.D." "There's still no word on our crime scene." "They have had that evidence for hours." "Yeah, but it was just a pebble." "But they're always after me about finding cause of death." "I have found a whole lot more with a whole lot less." "Uh, I do have photos from lab, though." "Looks like the underside of the pebble is covered with some kind of yellow reflective paint." "You mean the kind of paint that the city uses for the streets?" "Or crosswalks." "Or lane dividers." "Yeah." "So maybe Kyle was laying in the street when he was shot." "You know, that guy Joey Jablonsky wrote down all the places he parked in town." "Unless we can match one of those locations to the pebble, we don't have a crime scene." "Do me a favor." "I know, I know." "Stay on them." "Just because you do your job doesn't mean other people do theirs." "I really hate being quoted back to myself." "I'm so sorry." "Okay." "That little liar!" "You know all that grief your mother gave us over social networking?" "Well, not only does she have a profile, but she's logged in." "No way." "If she friends me, I'll die." "Now be kind." "She listed her hobbies as..." ""neuroscience, solitaire,"" ""and aggressive political discourse."" "She's gonna need all the friends she can get." "A friend request?" "Who's that?" "Yum, yum." "Ooh, and so young." "Grandma." "Accept." "You are totally evil." "Do you know how many relationships" "I've had to facilitate for her over the years?" "Oh, my God." ""Oh, my God" is right." "He's gorgeous and very complimentary." "Will you stop that?" "We're gonna miss our train." "No parent can ever stop giving their child guidance, no matter how old they are." "Give me five minutes." "Hey, Sam." "Please tell me this is the crime scene." "Megan's texted me a thousand times." "Jablonsky parked at 18 different locations." "We've searched six." "So far, nothing." "I just got a call on the way over." "Guess who's name showed up on a police report three days ago." "Kyle Harrison." "Really?" "What happened?" "He got into a fight with a man named Sal Rubenstone at a house in Upper Darby." "Maybe that's how he got cut." "What was the fight about?" "I don't know, but sal has recently done time for robbery and two drunk and disorderlies." "Doesn't take much for him to anger up." "Mm." "Let's bring him in." "Bar fights, robbery... you might want to find a new way to channel that anger there, Sal." "It's been a rough year." "Little rougher for Kyle Harrison since he's dead." "How'd you know him?" "We worked together at Brand Design." "I was a construction foreman." "When we both got the shaft, we jumped around a lot, found it hard to find solid work." "So when I got a job last month at a moving company," "I recommended him." "Oh, calluses, support belt..." "Kyle worked as a mover." "Eviction service provider, actually." "You see, a bank forecloses on a house, owner doesn't want to leave, they get forcibly evicted." "We come in, remove their property." "That's charming." "Why'd you two get in a fight?" "Sometimes when we take out the stuff, there ain't no one there to claim it." "What, the bank's gonna care?" "So you were stealing?" "Couple things." "Anyway, Kyle found out about it and got all self-righteous." "We got into it, and he got sliced with my box cutter." "That's it." "That was an accident, though, right?" "That's right." "Come on, Sal." "Last week a box cutter." "This week a gun." "I know what you're getting at, but that ain't it." "Kyle was good people." "There ain't no job worth that." "Cocaine?" "Mr. and Mrs. Diaz, please accept my deepest condolences." "I knew Gabriella was having problems." "But nothing like this." "I enrolled her at Dexter." "Thought the environment would motivate her." "So busy taking care of other people's children," "I neglected my own daughter." "I may not deserve it, but I'm going to ask for your discretion." "I would appreciate it if you would keep this from the media." "Rest assured, I'm going to place a security hold on the autopsy records." "This is and will remain a private matter." "Hey, Megan." "Yes." "Can I help you?" "It's me, Aidan." "Aidan Welles." "Uh, yeah, hey." "Hey, Aidan." "How you doing?" "I'm sorry to pop by like this." "You probably think I'm crazy." "Oh, my God." "Aidan." " The... the landscape guy." " Yeah." "Wow." "How many years?" "Look, I'm just gonna be straight with you because, uh, well, hell, why not?" "I know we were talking about getting dinner soon, but I've always been a "why not now?" kind of a guy." "Uh, I'm sorry." "Dinner?" "When did we..." "I pushed it." "Damn it." "I did." "Um, I guess I just got a vibe earlier when we were talking online." "We didn't..." "Oh, my God." "They didn't." "Oh, my..." "No, that... that person that you were talking to," " that was not me." " It wasn't?" "No, not me." "Well, who..." "Well, then who was it?" "Let's just say that when I find out, my family tree will be missing a limb." "Right." "Um... well, then I'm..." "I'm just gonna..." " I'm gonna back away..." " Uh, yeah." "Slowly." "Mm." "Mm." "I thought that was probably too good to be true." "What... was?" "Oh, uh, well..." "I really liked you back then, when we met." "And, uh, hearing that you were single again kind of kick-started my day." "Regardless..." "It was lovely seeing you again, and I'll..." "I'll be on my merry way." "Oh, you know... you came all this way." "There... there's no reason why we... we couldn't have dinner." "I mean, I could meet you somewhere." "Yeah?" " Yeah." " You sure?" " Sure." " I wouldn't want to twist your arm or anything." "Okay, then." "How about Nick's on Central?" "My favorite spot in the city." "Okay. 7:00." "Tomorrow." "7:00." "Check you out." "Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt your romantic interlude." "It was not romantic." "Really?" "Neither is this." "The trace you found on Kyle Harrison's pants?" "We got the results." "It's adipocere." " Adipocere?" " Mm-hmm." "That's saponified fat tissue." "It's decomposition." "Kyle was in contact with a dead person." "So that means there is another body out there." "Hey, don't you ever answer your texts?" "Not when you write in all capitals." "It's like yelling." "It's rude." "It's emphatic." "Kyle Harrison had adipocere on his pants leg." " Adipo-what?" " It's an organic substance formed by the anaerobic bacterial hydrolysis of fatty tissue." "Can we go back to texting?" "Do I have to speak in all capitals, too?" "He came in contact with a decomposing body." "So maybe he came across something he shouldn't have and was killed for it." "Or maybe Kyle killed someone." "He has been living a secret life, lying to his wife, making money God knows how." "Plus, he's been hanging around with Sal Rubenstone, an ex-con." "Maybe, uh, losing his job turned him to the dark side." "This is interesting." "What?" "I pulled Kyle's employment history." "He's never worked for a moving company." "He's been on unemployment." "Wouldn't his wife have seen the checks?" "She said all the bills got paid." "He's having it sent to another address... to the house of a woman named Vanessa Winters." "Maybe that's where he's been hiding out all day." "Kyle was my ex-boyfriend." "We dated in college, stayed friends." "Why were his unemployment checks coming here?" "Because he couldn't tell his wife that he lost his job." "Hmm." "Why?" "Pride." "He was always so retro, especially when Mindy got pregnant." "You didn't like Mindy very much, did you?" "She didn't even know the man that she was sleeping with." "But you did, huh?" "You weren't just a little bit jealous" "Mindy got the ring that you didn't?" "No way." "We were friends." "That's it." "He was lying to his wife, sending his checks to your house... that sounds like more than friends to me." "I let him use my place as an office." "Whenever he wasn't doing some job for quick cash, he tried to get another architect position." "Well, I'm gonna need to come in, get any personal effects that Kyle may have left behind." "Don't you need a warrant for that?" "Oh, I'd be happy to get one... if I need to." "Preliminary tox came back." "Looks good for an O.D. on your girl." "I do trust you, you know?" "High-profile or no profile." "Look at this." "Damn." "Check out that skin lesion." "Looks like purpura." "Why would cocaine use cause somebody to bleed under their skin?" "Because some drug dealers have been cutting cocaine with levamisole, a drug used in veterinary medicine." "Mimics cocaine's high, but it also causes tissue necrosis and lowered white blood cell count in humans, which can make 'em more prone to infection." "Oh, man." "And the batch Gabrielle bought from must be all over Philly by now." "There's no telling how many more people could die." "So are you excited about your big hot date tonight?" "What?" "You know, with the strapping English bloke." "I didn't know that you were into that whole May-December thing." "Oh, said the man dallying with a teenager." "And it's not a date," "I only said that to end the conversation." "Really?" "Is that why you almost chopped your arm off in the elevator door?" "I saw you, Megan." "You are so into this guy." "Please tell me you have a crime scene for me." "Otherwise, you're just here to annoy me." "No crime scene, but I did find some info on the substance that you found in Kyle's teeth." "And it wasn't food, it was a leaf from a cigar." "That's strange." "His wife said he didn't smoke." "So I had C.S.U. run a chemical analysis." "The cigar that Kyle was smoking was infused with cognac." "Mm." "A Montecito Especial." "Todd got one of those from his firm one year as a gift." "Most expensive cigar on the market... 700 bucks a pop." "There is no way that Kyle could've afforded that." "...For this reason that we must issue a health warning." "Ingestion of this cocaine, even in small amounts, can cause infection and possibly death." "My office is working closely with the local branch of the C.D.C. to track the source, but in the meantime, any users who have noticed any purple or black lesions on their skin should get to an emergency room immediately." "Thank you." "Can you confirm that the daughter of the dean of Dexter University died from an overdose of this cocaine?" "I have no comment." "Thank you." "Teddy Gorman." "Rough night?" "You woke me when you called." "You know, that totally sucks about Kyle." "We found some files on his computer... you know, architectural drawings with your name on 'em." " Was Kyle doing some work for you?" " Yeah." "He was." "Uh, he designed my remodel last year when he was working at Brand Design." "He called me, like, three weeks ago, said he was working freelance now." "So I hired him to build me a new guest house." "When was the last time you saw him?" "I don't know." "That's a nice cigar there." "Montecito Especial?" "Finest there is." "Did you smoke one with Kyle?" "Actually, yeah." "Yeah." "To celebrate working together again." "Kyle had a leaf from a Montecito Especial in his teeth when he was murdered." "Where'd the two of you celebrate?" "Make yourself at home." "Wow." "Some room." "Why don't we cut the crap, Mr. Gorman?" "You saw Kyle two days ago when he was here." "You were the last person we know who saw him alive." "So by that logic, that makes me a murderer." "Teddy, do you know why cops light up cigars at crime scenes?" "It's to cover the stench of human decomposition." "Is that why you built this cigar room?" "Adipocere." "What do you have buried in this wall?" "Stop." "Stop." "Stop." "Ugh." "How the hell am I supposed to know who she is?" "You having trouble narrowing it down?" "How many women have you killed?" "Do you get off on this, when you're able to kick back in your man cave while a dead woman rots in the wall?" "No, hold on, okay..." "You take Kyle into that cigar room, he notices the leaky wall, you kill him before he finds the woman you strangled." "Is that how it went down?" "Kyle was the one who wanted me to take him into that cigar room in the first place, okay?" "He said he wanted to check out the design, see how it turned out." "Oh, so you're saying that Kyle knew the body was in there?" "Yes." "No." "I don't know." "Well, maybe you can find an answer in holding." "Commissioner Travers, this is... a surprise." "I don't like to mess in the kitchen much unless one of the pots starts to boil over." "Did something happen?" "If you're unaware of it, then perhaps the problems in your department are rooted deeper than I imagined." "Problems?" "Yes, problems." "Let's see... under budget, well-staffed, stellar reputation." "Yeah, I..." "I guess I am unaware." "Oh." "Antonio Diaz." "That's right." "I kept his daughter's name out of the media as promised." "I saw the press conference." "When that reporter asked about her..." " I said "no comment."" " You paused." "Your body language... it was essentially a de facto admission, Kate." "All due respect, commissioner," "I know that my job is about politics and posturing." "And I've already been forced to compromise my integrity on more occasions, quite frankly, than I'm comfortable with." "So if you're looking for me to apologize to your buddy Antonio for what I didn't say, for my body language..." "That won't be necessary." "I'm demoting you, Kate, effective immediately." "You've gotta be kidding." "No." "Well, someone has to run this office, so have you given any thought to who that might be?" "Didn't expect to see you here." "You really jumped on this case." "Something going on?" "I used to specialize in forensic facial reconstruction." "I had an art background." "Later, I got into the whole anthropology thing, so it's kind of a marriage of the two." "Since we can't get prints and her D.N.A." "is not in the system, I thought maybe" "I could rebuild her face and get an I.D." "Uh, yeah, something is kinda happening." "There you are." "I never asked for this, you know?" "I don't even know if I wanna be chief." "What are you talking about?" "Commissioner Travers demoted me." "What?" "That's insane." "No offense." "Travers can kiss my ass." "Did you call the mayor?" "If not, I will." "Kate, can we please talk about this?" "There's a fingerprint here on the plastic." "I'll also have C.S.U. run her necklace for trace." "You want to tell me what happened?" "At least vent about it." "Not right now." "Just... my only concern right now is this woman." "I'll stay up all night if I need to." "Okay." "I'm in." "Oh, wait, no." "I've got that date." "I mean the dinner thing." "Oh, yeah?" "Who with?" "No, nobody." "He's just a... a guy." "I'll cancel." "No, you won't." " Yeah, I will." "It's fine." " No." "Go." "I got this." "This is your favorite spot in the city?" "I can't believe you've never been to Nick's before." "Some would consider that sacrilege." "Not somebody who actually likes to sit at a table when they eat." "Oh, let me guess." "You're more of a salad type." "Well, if you're a bit delicate in the old stomach area, we could always, um..." "Have you ever heard of Rapunzel syndrome?" "Ra..." "It's an obsessive-compulsive disorder where the person can't stop eating the ends of their own hair." "The only problem is, the gastrointestinal tract is not capable of digesting said hair, so it just kind of gathers there in the intestine." "I once removed a 10-pound hairball from an obstructed bowel of a corpse in an autopsy." "Bon appetit." " Well played." " Mm." "You, um, you bust that one out on all your first dates?" "You, uh, ply all of yours with cholesterol?" "Okay." "Gloves are off then." "Mm." "When did you get divorced?" "Um... couple months after you put that pool in the backyard of my old house." "I never did get to enjoy the fruits of your labor." "Yeah, I'm sorry to say," "I kind of saw the writing on the wall with that one." "Oh, did you?" "Yeah." "You see, I work with a lot of couples, and, um... you can tell a lot about a marriage by the decision-making process." "And you and your husband, you couldn't agree on one thing." "Yeah, but I always got what I wanted, didn't I?" "I definitely liked the fact that you were willing to take chances." "Kinda like this." "Thank God I have my cardiologist on speed dial." "Why did you do that?" "Do what?" "Wow!" "That is amazing." "Were you here all night?" "Yeah." "You know, when I lost my last job," "I was a textbook case of Kubler-Ross' five stages of grief." "She was talking about grieving over a death." "Well, losing a job is like losing someone you love." "Think about it." "There's a lot wrapped up in it... your sense of identity, your self-worth." "Look at Kyle Harrison." "He lost his job, his life went right off the rails." " Great." "Thank you." " You know what I mean." "I'm here if you want to talk." "Thank you, but I'm fine." "No, you're not." "You're in denial." " Megan..." " Oh, there's anger." "Look at you." "You're just sailing right through them." "Okay, fine." "What's next?" "Getting her image out there, to the news, the police, the Internet." "That's it." "The Internet." "Everyone's life is online now, hopefully including our prime suspect." "Ah." "Voila." "Teddy Gorman." "Oh, stop." "Her name's Lisa." "Lisa Schmidt." "She was the girl in your wall." "Didn't know her, huh?" "You two look pretty cozy to me." "Oh, they were more than cozy, right, Teddy?" "According to your friends, she lived with you." "We met at a club, okay?" "We started dating, and then after a couple of weeks, she asked to move in." "I... she said she didn't have any family or anywhere else to go." "So how was that relationship?" "I... i... it was wild." "It was intense." "She was like a... a tornado." "Relationships like that tend to have a body count." "I didn't kill her!" "Then how the hell did she end up in your wall?" "!" "I don't know, man!" "Look, all I know is, is between her drama a... and the construction of the house," "I..." "I just needed some air." "Okay?" "So I took off to Vegas." "A... and when I got back, she was gone." "And you know what?" "I was okay with that." "I'm sure you were." "What do you think you doing?" "This ain't no time to feed your face, fool." "I just heard from detective Morris." "Teddy Gorman's not confessing." "They need hard evidence, and I don't want my department to drop the ball." ""My department"?" "Wow." "Listen to you." "I can terminate your fellowship just like that." "What?" "You wouldn't do that." "I..." "I'm the peanut butter to your jelly, the hall to your oates..." "And the pimple on my behind." "I just got handed my first two cases as chief, and I'll be damned if they don't get closed pronto." "You feel me?" "Look at that." "The face of a liar." "Your fingerprint was on plastic sheeting wrapped around a murder victim, Sal..." "Lisa Schmidt." "Lisa who?" "Teddy Gorman's girlfriend." "You were the construction foreman on his remodel last year." "Oh, yeah." "Yeah, wait a minute." "I remember her." "She used to lounge out by the pool, get my guys all riled up." "But not you, right?" "Oh, she was wicked hot." "It doesn't mean I acted on it." "You know how to build a wall... drywall, plaster?" "Yeah, of course." "How are you with strangulation?" "You choked Lisa to death, and then you buried her in that wall." "Kyle found out about it, you had to take care of him, too." "Look, you got anger issues, a rap sheet, means, and motive." "Not the best combination, Sal." "You want to talk to us?" "I want a lawyer." "Come on." "Get him outta here." "Well, we can't prove Sal killed Lisa with just a fingerprint on plastic." "He worked the site." "His paws would've been all over it." "Then we've got to connect him to Kyle's murder." "If we do, maybe we can get him on circumstantial with Lisa's." "Yeah." "Excuse me." "Am I interrupting something?" "When aren't you?" "Oh, just thought you'd like to know..." "I found the crime scene." "This is the rock that we found in the bullet that killed Kyle Harrison." "It's got yellow paint on one side of it." "Now to the naked eye, it looks like reflective street paint, but microscopy revealed that the paint actually has two layers." "The bottom layer is a consumer-grade yellow spray paint, and the top is a protective coating used to preserve the yellow paint." "Kyle was supposedly lying on the ground when he was shot." "Why would there be yellow spray paint on the ground?" "Forget that." "What if he was shot standing against a wall?" "His wound would still be shored." "Like graffiti?" "Most likely, but why would the graffiti have a protective coating?" "I know why." "The mural arts program." "It's been around since the '80s." "The city was trying to find a way to get graffiti artists away from vandalism and into painting murals." "That's why it's protected." "Those murals are all over Philly." "So you just cross-reference Joey Jablonsky's stops with the location of the murals, and you got it." "Jeez." "Do I have to do everything?" "At last!" "We have our crime scene." "Here." "Okay." "We meet again, Mr. Brand." "I gotta say," "I did not peg you as a killer or a sexual deviant." "Well, I can assure you, I'm neither." "Sexual assault in '06 sound familiar?" "That charge was dropped." "It was some opportunistic intern trying to get a payday." "Well, regardless, it put your D.N.A. in the system." "And we matched that with a profile at Kyle Harrison's murder scene." "Your skin cells transferred on to the bullet casings when you loaded the gun, Harvey." "See, we know you did it." "The only question is why." "So there you were," "Teddy Gorman's house last year, day after day, with that hot babe" "Lisa Schmidt taunting you in a bikini by the pool." "Gorman goes out of town." "You hit on her." "She turns you down flat, and you lose it." "She winds up dead." "Now me?" "I'd have panicked." "But not you." "You bury her in that cigar wall, collect all of her belongings." "Tramp like that, outta sight, outta mind, right?" "So you fire everyone involved with the job..." "Kyle, Sal, anyone who could discover what you did." "Now when Kyle found that crack in the wall, did he call you?" "Look, it's true." "We met." "He pulled a gun on me." "Said I'd ruined his life when I fired him." "There was a struggle, the gun went off." "I..." "It was self-defense." "As for this girl," "I mean, you can't pin that on me." "Right." "So this is all just a big frame up job." "Oh, I bet the synapses in your brain..." "Megan Hunt." "Hey, it's me." "C.S.U. found a small hair caught in Lisa Schmidt's necklace, and get this... the shaft was perforated by trichophyton mentagrophytes." " Really?" "That's ringworm." " More specifically, from the looks of the hair shaft, tinea barbae." "Huh." "You don't say?" "Let's talk about this self-defense story." "So you didn't kill her?" "Because whoever did left a hair in her necklace." "And that person had ringworm." "And the interesting thing about ringworm is, if it's not caught right away, it causes scarring." "What are you doing?" "!" "Proving that you killed Lisa!" "The killer had fungus in his beard, and you still have a scar." "Detective Morris is correct." "Kyle contacted you when he saw that leak in the wall." "And because he's a good worker, you knew that he'd tear it down and fix it." "So you shot him underneath that bridge and dumped him in the first open trunk you could find." "First you fire Kyle to cover up what you did, and then you kill him, leaving his wife a widow and his unborn child without a father." "And all because a young girl just didn't want to screw you." "Thank you for coming by, Dr. Hunt, for telling me what happened." "I'm just sorry I couldn't change the outcome." "But I thought you might find some solace in knowing." "I also... wanted to give you this." "When the police were going through Kyle's computer, they found this letter." "Your husband was the man you thought he was." "You take care of that baby." "Hello, ladies." "Oh, hello, dear." "How was it?" "What did I miss?" "Wow." "Grandma said it was the city that never sleeps, and then we proved it." "Yes, well, grandma has never lacked for stamina, has she?" "Well, like you stopped working all weekend, even for a second?" "Well, no." "Except there was this one thing." "Something really creepy happened on Friday." "This guy came into the office, and he pretended that he knew me." "He was like some weird stalker." "He said that we had been talking online, that we were supposed to have dinner." "Really?" "That's terrible." "I know." "And Peter... he tried to get him to back off, and he wouldn't, and then all of a sudden, fists were flying, and... and thank God Bud was there, because he just tackled him" "and then put him in handcuffs, and he carted him away." "You gotta be kidding me." "Both of you?" "Her I can believe, but you?" "I..." "I didn't want to." " She... she made me." " Oh." " Mother." " Megan, so it didn't happen?" "No, but it could have." "What were you thinking?" "Well, what do you think I was thinking?" "I want you to have a social life." "Oh, my God." "Well, if you must know..." "I did meet up with him." "And we had dinner." "So?" "So... okay." "Mm." "Look at you." "It was more than okay, wasn't it?" "Maybe." "Mm."