"Wes, you're early." "Uh, do you need a minute?" "'Cause I can just wait out in the hall." "No, sit." "Come, sit." "I've been wanting to have a word with you in private, anyway." "Okay." "How do you feel it's going?" "Therapy?" "Well, I hated it at first." "Mm-hmm." "But it is occasionally... helpful." "I can't tell you how happy I am to hear you say that." "You are the most complicated patient" "I have ever had." "Do you think you're ready to go to the next step?" "Next step?" "You and me." "Private sessions." "Because there is a connection there, Wes." "Don't pretend you haven't felt it." "I, uh..." "Mm-hmm." "People are gonna be here any minute." "Any minute." "What do you say, Wes?" "We have to get you ready for the first exercise." "(phone rings)" "(phone rings)" "Travis, it's not even 7:00 in the morning." "Never too early to catch a bad guy." "Come on, get up, man." "Get out of bed." "Just got a break in the hijacking case." "Get up, get up, get up, get up." "TRAVIS:" "That's Barry Kennefick." "His buddies at the Port call him Barry Forty because... he likes malt liquor." "Anyway, Forensics has just been scrubbing the computers of all the dispatchers at the Port." "Turns out Barry's been sending off e-mails from a private account, one for every truck that's been jacked on its way out." "Okay, so Barry's tipping off the hijackers." "All right." "Yeah, giving up the routes and describing the cargo." "I figure we lean on him hard enough, maybe he'll give up the actual thieves." "So when's he getting here?" "Well, he's not working today." "I guess he'll be home eventually." "Hmm." "Yeah." "Yeah." "You ever dream about Dr. Ryan?" "No." "Why?" "No." "No!" "You?" "Never mind." "No, no, no." "What kind of dreams you been having about Dr. Ryan?" "Look, I..." "I don't want to..." "Fine." "They're just, you know, they're... dreams." "Okay." "You dirty dog, you." "It's involuntary, okay?" "I mean, I can't help it." "Ever since she showed up with that ring on her finger." "I can't help but think about it." "Her personal life, you know?" "Yeah, how many dreams?" "What happened?" "How's she smell?" "How's she feel?" "Leave nothing out." "Travis, that's between..." "All right, that's between me and her, okay?" "No, it's between you and the dream version of her." "You got to be so smart, don't you?" "I'm trying to confide something in you..." "Confide in me, brother." "And you're being smart." "Trust me." "I want to hear all the details" "That's him." "Thank God." "This conversation isn't over." "Hey, Barry Forty?" "LAPD." "Why do they always think they can get away?" "I don't know." "(gunshot)" "Got him." "You might want to consolidate those keys." "Just keep the important ones." "Make them easier to find when you're in a jam." "Like this." "Put them down." "Get out of the car." "I'm cooperating here, guys." "I'll give you names, phone numbers..." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, we'll get to that." "So, these dreams-- did you have one last night?" "Travis, I do not want to talk about it." "You brought it up." "In a moment of weakness," "I brought it up." "You were confiding in me." "We spend a lot of time together." "I think it's perfectly natural that she shows up in my dreams, all right?" "Was she naked?" "She was naked." "Oh, man." "Wait, wait, wait." "Weird question:" "I'm definitely awake right now, right?" "Not dreaming?" "Yeah." "Ow." "TRAVIS:" "Huh." "Dietz." "Yeah, what's up?" "Hey, man, uh, can you take this guy to the box for us, please?" "Yeah, you got it." "You're not gonna say anything, right?" "Travis?" "Dr. Ryan." "Hey, Wes was just talking about you." "What brings you down here?" "Hey, guys, I'm, uh, I'm just," "I'm waiting for Captain Sutton." "You okay?" "Yes." "Fine." "Sorry." "I'm rattled." "Um, Robert, my fiancé, was attacked last night." "♪Common Law 1x11 ♪ Hot for Teacher Original Air Date on August 3, 2012" "== sync, corrected by elderman ==" "♪" "Go ahead." "Sweetie, it's all good." "Hey." "I keep telling her it's not so bad." "You should see the other guys, they got some pretty serious abrasions on their knuckles." "Detective Marks, Detective Mitchell," "This is my fiancé Robert Ewell." "How's it going, bro?" "Travis." "All right." "God, you look different than I pictured." "Not that I've been... picturing you." "Hi." "Hi." "I recognize you from the news." "I saw you on the-- You were building malls." "On the east side, right?" "Yeah, marketing people prefer to call them open-air retail communities, but guilty." "So, um, what happened to you?" "(sighs)" "I'm building this new development in Atwater Village." "I was just working late last night, and a couple kids jumped me on the way to my car..." "We talked about this." "Yeah, we did talk about this." "Guys, don't have to get involved in this." "It's a conflict of interest." "What?" "Why?" "Why is there a conflict of interest?" "Oh." "Oh." "She does not talk about her work at home." "I promise you that." "But I did know that she was working with a couple of cops." "I just assumed that it was a man and a woman." "No, just us." "Okay, you're done with your statement?" "I am." "Thank you so much." "Guys, I will see you both later." "BOTH:" "Yeah." "SUTTON:" "We'll do what we can to catch these guys that tuned you up." "I appreciate that, Captain, but seriously..." "Please do not break your back on my account." "It was a mugging." "I got to go." "And honestly, I would not even of come down here to make a report if this one had not insisted." "Nice to meet you." "Huh." "No." "No "huh."" "She's your doctor, huh?" "You stay away from this, all right?" "I gave the case to Stiefvater and Rafalski." "Stiefvater and Rafalski?" "Captain, What are you, mad at Dr. Ryan?" "No." "They were working the night tour last night." "So I gave them the case." "Plus, you guys have a hijacking ring to break up." "Yes..." "Hmm." "You're gonna e-mail your contacts in this hijacking ring." "You're gonna tell them there's a truck headed out today that they're gonna want to rob." "What should I tell them is in it?" "What are they looking for?" "TRAVIS:" "Air bags?" "Why would anybody want to steal 800 airbags?" "Black market for everything, man." "Does he seem kind of like a... weatherman?" "Who?" "Dr. Ryan's fiancé." "Robert." "You got a developer?" "I always saw her with someone more serious." "Yeah, yeah, someone intense, huh?" "Brooding?" "Someone who nobly fights his tendency to irritate others?" "You think you are so smart." "I'm not talking about me." "Hmm." "Yes, you are." "No, I'm not." "Yes, you are." "I mean, listen, subconscious doesn't lie." "Travis, that guy blow dries his hair." "(laughs)" "WES:" "Dr. Ryan has substance." "She volunteers her time to treat us." "Think about that." "Surprises me she'd be seeing a guy who builds malls, that's all." "Yeah, but..." "I mean, really, you don't really know her, and you sure as hell don't know him, so why would you be surprised?" "You're a terrible conversationalist, you know that?" "Here we go." "(indistinct shouting in distance)" "(cocks gun)" "(cocks gun)" "I think you should tell her." "Hmm?" "What?" "Dr. Ryan, I think you should tell her that you've developed serious, passionate... feelings for her." "What?" "!" "Yeah." "No." "A:" "I haven't developed any feelings, and B:" "No." "LAPD!" "Don't move." "Get down on the ground." "Right now." "Now!" "Slowly." "Easy..." "You okay?" "Yeah." "Go, go, go, go!" "(sirens approach)" "Put the cuffs on him now." "LAPD!" "Put your hands in the air!" "Do it!" "Whoo!" "You're out of there!" "Whoa!" "Nice play at the plate, baby." "You're under arrest." "Whoo-hoo!" "Yeah!" "All right!" "(sirens approach) You see that, Dietz?" "Hey, you know what?" "I think I'm gonna have to tell Dr. Ryan about them dreams." "What?" "Yeah, I'm gonna have to tell her." "You can't do that?" "Why not?" "'Cause, you know" " Bro Code." "No, no." "See, you don't subscribe to Bro Code." "We already been through this." "Are you guys gonna read me my rights?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah, we'll get to that." "Let me ask you a question:" "Catcher's mask?" "What's wrong with the catcher's mask?" "They're cool." "I can still see your face, dumb-ass!" "That's one hijacking ring off the books." "(sighs)" "Let's pull out some open cases and see what we can attack next, huh?" "Yeah, we could do that." "Should do that." "What else would we do?" "Yeah, Mr. Mitchell, I... this is..." "Stiefvater's here?" "Hmm." "What's he doing working the day shift?" "I don't know." "But we could ask him how it's going with Dr. Ryan's thing." "We're not supposed to get involved." "We're just checking up." "No rule against that, right?" "That's a business expense." "Yes, seriously." "I have a stressful job, i.e.," "I need a place in Ojai to unwind, i.e., business expense." "You know, I think you're saying "i.e."" "where you mean "ergo."" "I-I gotta go." "What do you guys want?" "Well, you caught a mugging." "How's it going?" "Sutton told me not to talk to you guys about that." "You make any arrests yet?" "I got a full caseload, and I'm getting audited." "You think we got time to work a favor job for Sutton?" "I think you caught a case." "You should work it." "I am working it." "I gotta go, guys." "That's fine." "Okay." "Keep up the good work." "You got it?" "Indeed, I did." "Dr. Ryan's is a woman of substance." "She deserves a much better class of detective." "Upstairs." "Downtown." "So, weatherman Bob goes by his construction site in the middle of the night." "Not a weatherman." "He's one of the most successful builders in L.A." "Okay, fine." "So, the builder goes there to check, make sure his equipment's all stocked, and he gets jumped by two African-Americans on the way back to his BMW." "Yeah. about that, they just ran up and clocked him?" "He didn't even see their faces" "These construction site's have a lot of valuable stuff lying around." "I'm sure there's a night watchman on duty." "Abort." "Hey, I got a captains' meeting in here in a little while." "What are you guys doing in here?" "Well, we wrapped up the hijacking, so we're just reviewing open cases." "And you can't do that from your own desk?" "Oh, it's too loud out there, Cap." "Have a good meeting." "Yeah." "Whew!" "TRAVIS:" "Robert Ewell has you working nights?" "Yeah, I was on shift last night." "But I'm confused." "One guy hit Mr. Ewell, and he wasn't black." "You're sure?" "Positive." "But I heard a call coming in, so I went to the front gate." "A guy had just let himself in." "Had a key and everything." "Why didn't you call the police?" "Mr. Ewell told me not to." "Mr. Ewell lied to us." "I knew there was something off about him." "What did the attacker look like?" "He was, like, mid-20ish." "Dark skin, but like European dark." "Armenian, Turkish, something like that." "Is this the spot?" "Yeah." "Everything looks normal." "I don't think he took anything." "Sorry." "You seeing what I'm seeing?" "Yeah." "It's not even done setting yet." "This poured concrete, did one of the workers lay this in?" "No, I don't think so." "I've been absolutely dying to use this thing." "The department wouldn't spring for it, so I finally broke down and got it myself." "You paid for that thing on your own?" "One of the advantages of flipping your company before you're 30." "That's gonna tell us what's in there, huh?" "Yep." "It uses ultrasound." "(device beeping)" "Well, looks like nothing." "Wait, hold on." "There we go." "WES:" "What is that, a face?" "BASIL:" "Hey, there." "Who are you?" "Hey, what's going on?" "Why'd you you guys call me down here?" "We need to talk to you about last night." "Oh." "I thought you weren't supposed to be looking into that." "Well, we were naughty." "But you know a little something about that, don't you?" "What's this?" "There's a dead guy down in there?" "Who is he?" "We were wondering if you could tell us that, Robert." "I have no idea!" "You lied about getting mugged, Robert." "Your word doesn't have a whole lot of credibility right now." "And I get that." "Look, I am sorry about that." "But... but this?" "Come on." "I build things." "I don't get involved in this kind of thing." "Then who beat you up?" "I don't know." "Honestly, I don't." "I am in construction." "I'm not a criminal, but if I want to get anything done, sometimes I have to do business with them." "Did you do business with criminals here?" "The head of the Steam and Pipe Fitters' Union is a man named Aram Parisyan." "He is not a great guy, from what I've heard." "I had to issue him a payment to ensure that my workers would show up." "Cash." "You bribed him." "This is the way the construction business works, okay?" "Now, Parisyan, he thought that gave him the run of the place." "He wanted keys, he told me his people were gonna be coming through day and night." "And I said no, but obviously somehow they got keys anyway." "Was Aram Parisyan here last night?" "No, just that guy." "Tell us about him." "He was driving a Mercedes." "And he held up his fist before hit me, he had tattoos, like, letters on his knuckles." ""R.I.P." on one hand-- like Rest in Peace-- and "Anna" on the other." "Guys, guys, know that" "I'm not in a position to ask, but you have, you have to do me a favor." "I mean, Emma and I... we're planning a wedding in Descanso Gardens in two months." "You just can't tell her about this." "I know" "I was wrong to pay that bribe, I know that." "And the only reason I lied about it to you was that so Emma wouldn't find out." "Really, I'm not a bad guy, okay?" "I just got in over my head here." "I was specific when I told you to stay the hell away from this case!" "Whoa, Cap." "Deep breaths, man." "Let's find your little happy place, man." "How about some serenity?" "I'll find my happy place." "I had my happy place until you walked into this room and set these pictures on my desk!" "Okay, you're mad." "Really?" "Just tell us what you want us to do here." "You got a body." "You got to work it." "We are working it, Cap." "We got the medical examiner's office is digging the body out of the concrete." "We're trying to get an I.D." "We sent a description of the ink on the guy's knuckles to Gang squads, but what I'm asking is what do you want us to do about Dr. Ryan, Captain?" "What about her?" "Well, the man she's planning to marry bribed some gangsters who buried a corpse at his construction site." "Everyone makes bribes in the construction business." "It doesn't mean that Ewell's a bad guy." "No, but maybe Dr. Ryan should decide whether or not he's a bad guy." "Maybe you should let him decide." "Enough." "That's what I want..." "That's enough!" "I happen to know this guy." "He paid a bribe, and then he lied about it." "I'm not saying that's the right thing to do, but we don't have the right to put our noses in Dr. Ryan's business!" "When's your next session?" "In about 45 minutes." "Later tonight." "Okay." "Listen to me." "This girl's responsible for changing my life, and God bless her, she's actually trying to do the same thing for you two guys." "Stay the hell out of it!" "Just go to the session and be your usual stupid selves!" "No problem." "Wes has got lots to talk to her about, anyway." "No, I don't." "What's going on, kid?" "Wes is having sex dreams about Dr. Ryan." "No, no." "Oh, sex dreams." "What do you mean, Yeah, the sex dreams"?" "You having 'em, too?" "Well, I did." "It's, it's natural." "See?" "That's what I was saying." "You should talk to her about it." "See?" "Now that's what I was saying." "Travis, you say a one word," "I'll kill you where you're sitting." "Hey, Dr. Ryan." "How's it going?" "Hi." "Hey." "So... what is on the agenda for tonight?" "It's up to the group, isn't it?" "How come we never talk about dreams in here?" "Travis." "Do you want to talk about dreams?" "I think Wes would love to." "Okay, I not going to be held hostage here." "I'm a cop, a cop knows how to deal with a blackmail threats." "You put it everything on the table." "You reclaim your power." "So, I've been having dreams about you." "Go on." "Yes, please, go on." "They're are, uh..." "Oh!" "scintillating in nature." "And I can't help it." "I really would like 'em to stop, so please help me make them go away." "Oh, Wes, you don't have to be embarrassed." "It's very common." "In fact, it's probably my favorite side effect of therapy." "You're happy about this?" "Well, I'm flattered." "Haven't you been dreaming about me?" "Uh... no." "No?" "You don't find me attractive?" "(clears throat)" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah, sure I..." "I do." "Ab-Absolutely." "Oh, good." "Let's get to work." "Wes, would you excuse us?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Could you tell the others that I'm gonna need 20 minutes alone with my patient?" "(grunting and panting)" "Damn it!" "Oh, this is all your fault." "What?" "What?" "I caught the dreams from you." "They're dreams, Travis." "Not the flu." "Morning, Wes." "Just give me a minute while I finish up with our friend here." "No problem." "Hi, Jonelle." "Right." "(sighs)" "So, they always start in therapy." "What?" "My dream." "Yeah?" "Me, too." "Listen, no details, but, uh... it almost started just like our last therapy session." "You got there early, it's a little bit awkward, then things start happening... differently." "We started talking about your dreams." "You sold me out to Dr. Ryan?" "You sold me out to Dr. Ryan in your dream." "It was a dream." "No." "Subconscious doesn't lie." "Okay, listen, okay, okay, just hear me out." "(sighs)" "(whispers):" "This has to stop, okay?" "It took me a long time to accept the fact that Dr. Ryan was a no-fly zone." "I can't let my deviant subconscious start to mess with that." "What am I supposed to do about the dream?" "You boys getting are hot for teacher." "How much of that did you hear?" "Only the good parts." "(laughs)" "(clears throat)" "So, I guess I have you two to thank so very, very much for keeping me on my toes." "It's not every day that I get to use a jackhammer to identify a corpse." "It's exhausting." "Uh, what did you learn?" "Your John Doe died from blunt force trauma." "He was wearing a track suit, so it looks like somebody jumped him while he was jogging." "I got some DNA from the assailant underneath his fingernails, but no match to the assailant's" "DNA, but, however, your John Doe is in the system." "His name is Craig Joseph Seward." "Craig Seward?" "Yeah." "I know that name." "Of course you do." "He's one of the worst lawyers on the planet." "Well, he was." "If you've been arrested for a D.U.I., don't let the government trample on your rights." "I'm five-star D.U.I. Defense Attorney Craig J. Seward, and I'm ready to go to war for you." "I hate that guy." "Yeah." "Everybody hates that guy." "Why would the Armenian mob want him killed?" "You mean, besides his commercials?" "(phone chiming)" "Have to find out if there's a connection between Seward and the man that Dr. Ryan's fiancé was paying off." "Parisyan?" "Yeah." "All right, we'll get to that later." "Listen, the gang squad found a match for those R.I.P. Anna tattoos in their photo file." "They belong to a guy named Karl Rezian." "He did two years for aggravated assault." "Okay, so where do we find him?" "He told his parole officer he has a job at a dog shelter in Atwater Village." "(dog barking)" "I guess Anna was a dog." "Yeah, Anna was one of our best reclamation projects." "Reclamation projects?" "We rescue fighting dogs here." "I have some literature if you guys want to learn more about it." "LAPD." "We need to speak to a Karl Rezian, please." "Uh, yeah, he's in the back." "BOTH:" "Thank you." "(barking)" "(loud barking and whining)" "(growling)" "Karl Rezian?" "Yes." "Shh, shh, shh, shh." "LAPD." "Can we talk to you for a minute?" "Attack, Shirley!" "(barking)" "You get the dog." "I'm gonna get the car." "How do I get the dog?" "!" "(barking)" "(barking) See that?" "It's shiny, isn't it?" "Just like a human liver." "(barking)" "Want that?" "Go get it!" "Freeze!" "You're under arrest for the murder of Craig Seward." "Down on your knees." "Down!" "What did he do to you, Karl?" "Why did you murder Craig Seward?" "I didn't kill anybody." "WES:" "We've got two people who can place you where his body was found, Karl." "Your DNA test results are gonna be back any minute, and if they match what we found on Seward's body, you're gonna go away... forever." "I didn't kill anybody." "(buzzer sounds, door opens) That's all I'm saying." "You heard the man." "He's done talking." "Gentlemen," "Timothy Mullin, counsel to Mr. Rezian." "I didn't call a lawyer." "No." "My services are provided for you free of charge." "WES:" "Let me guess." "By Aram Parisyan?" "No, that's no concern of yours." "Are we done here?" "We sure as hell are not done here." "(door opens)" "DNA's back." "MULLIN:" "And I guess that concludes our business." "Let's go, Karl." "I don't think it does." "Sit down, Karl." "Look, even if you didn't kill Craig Seward, you dumped the body for whoever did, didn't you?" "We're gonna go pick up your boss, so if there's anything you want to say to us before we put cuffs on him, you should say it." "MULLIN:" "As it happens, I also represent" "Aram Parisyan." "Yeah, what a coincidence." "He's aware that his name has come up during this investigation, and he's willing to offer his full cooperation." "Gentlemen, let me introduce you to Aram Parisyan." "Hey, guys, how you doing?" "Hi." "You get in a fight?" "Hi." "What, this?" "No, I just had my nose done again." "Again?" "Yeah, well, you know, we keep, uh... refining." "I actually went in for an eye lift, but my guy offered me a rate." "Would your guy have some contact information?" "Absolutely." "Hey, uh, if you mention I referred you, he'll give me a discount on my next procedure." "Okay, well, this isn't a referral." "We're just confirming your story." "All right." "Why would you think I wanted plastic surgery?" "(laughs) Hey, we're all racing Father Time." "Doesn't hurt to get a head start." "Yeah." "That's awesome." "Listen, the lab is down on the third floor, and the lab tech will take your DNA swab." "Oh, that's okay." "I brought my own." "This is a piece of my, uh, columella." "That's like the, um... the little nub that divides up your nose?" "My guy took a whack at it yesterday, gave me that as a keepsake." "Should be some good DNA in there." "Okay." "We'll stick with the usual procedures." "Thank you." "All right, suit yourself." "Lab's on the third floor." "All right." "Take care, guys." "Good seeing you, man." "Thanks for your cooperation." "Really good to see you." "Okay." "That was strange and disgusting, but... most murderers don't usually provide their own DNA sample." "Well, we'll find out soon enough." "Even if Parisyan's not a match, we've still got Karl Rezian for dumping that body." "Yeah, but if we ask Robert Ewell to testify," "Dr. Ryan's gonna know what he did." "Security guard can put Rezian at the scene." "Okay." "Sounds good." "Hey, man, sweet dreams." "Thank you." "Shut up." "Good morning, everyone." "I'm sorry I'm late." "Morning." "Good sleep?" "I can't take it much more." "You too, huh?" "Okay, let's get started." "Wes is having dirty dreams about you." "How does he get it to stop?" "What the hell is wrong with you?" "Look, he's having dirty dreams, too, okay?" "I had, like, two." "You had, like, a hundred." "Okay, first of all, I did not have a hundred, Travis." "I'm not a degenerate, and secondly, I don't see why we have to embarrass Dr. Ryan by bringing this up." "I'm not embarrassed." "I'm encouraged." "(sighs) Oh, no." "You're not gonna stand up and take off your dress, are you?" "No." "Never mind." "Um, erotic dreams are an extremely common occurrence in therapy." "It's called transference." "You're hardly the first people in the room to have experienced it." "Really?" "You had the dreams, too?" "Cool." "RYAN:" "I'd say it's happened to about half my patients." "It's a little uncomfortable on both sides, but it's a sign that the therapy's working." "Really?" "It is?" "Yes, it means that your mind has metabolized what we're doing in here." "It's seeped into your thoughts." "Hence, the dreams." "Okay, hold on." "So, you want us to have dirty dreams about you?" "Ah." "I want you to have breakthroughs." "I want you to change your lives and how you relate to each other." "This is just a signpost along the way." "but it's a significant one, because it means that you have committed to therapy on a subconscious level." "Great." "Uh, okay, all right." "Keep right on dreaming, then." "Right." "I, uh..." "I'm sorry, but he's not in there." "What?" "I'm sorry, but the guy that drove onto the lot that night-- he's not there." "Look again." "That's enough." "Wait, wait, wait." "Did Parisyan threaten you?" "Because if he did, we can protect you." "MULLIN:" "That's enough." "We had a lineup, there was no I.D." "End of story." "Hey!" "I'm sorry." "Yeah." "WES:" "Rezian's DNA doesn't match the killer." "Parisyan's DNA does not match the killer." "Our witnesses recanting their testimony..." "One witness." "We make Robert Ewell go on record, this thing goes public." "Dr. Ryan knows exactly what her fiancé did..." "If Ewell doesn't testify, the only thing you have on this Rezian character is that he sicced a dog on you." "Now, you guys started it, you gotta live with the consequences." "ROBERT:" "I don't know what to do here, guys." "A couple of Aram Parisyan's... buddies came to my office yesterday." "And they made it very clear that I shouldn't say anything about what I saw." "Well, we're pretty sure the other witness got the same treatment, 'cause he's not talking to us either." "Yeah, can you blame him?" "I mean, you can have my DNA, fine." "But... other than that, we're-we're talking about my family here." "Okay." "We will protect your family." "What does that mean?" "What, I..." "I get to tell my fiancé that we're going to have cops following us around all the time?" "We've been doing everything we can to keep you out of this, but if you don't cooperate with us right now, a man who buried another man in concrete, at your construction site..." "He walks." "Okay." "Dr. Ryan is a good woman." "And you don't think she'd really want that, do you?" "She's a great woman." "(door opens) And there she is." "Well, we can go." "RYAN:" "Hi, darling..." "ROBERT:" "Hey." "What are you doing here?" "Uh, Detective Mitchell and Marks have been investigating my case." "What?" "No, I asked you to stay out of it." "Yeah." "We-we know." "Yeah." "We know." "We didn't mean to, it was this other detective, he wasn't very good..." "Yeah." "And so we took his file, and we decided we were gonna try..." "Mistake?" "...and follow up on it." "It was a mistake." "Could someone please tell me what is going on?" "Yes." "We need to talk." "Let's go upstairs." "How pissed off do you think she's gonna be?" "How pissed off would you be?" "Hi..." "Robert will identify the man." "He'll testify at any trial." "He'll provide you with a DNA sample that proves he had nothing to do with this murder." "We spent the night together, we had dinner, we went to bed..." "We were both woken by the phone call." "He told me he had to check on something at work." "Thank you." "Yeah." "Listen, uh, Dr. Ryan, we were just trying to..." "Is there anything else you need?" "No." "Good." "Pissed." "Yeah." "TRAVIS:" "We have a witness that puts you at the site of the murder." "That's conspiracy after the fact." "WES:" "You'll do 20 years, Karl." "TRAVIS:" "Add that to the time you're facing for siccing your pit bull on us... you should get free just in time to start collecting Social Security checks, Karl." "Stop trying to intimidate my client." "Karl, a lot can happen at a trial." "Yeah." "We could just decide to charge him with Craig Seward's murder." "Make a circumstantial case out of it." "I didn't kill him!" "You don't have to talk to these men." "Shut up!" "I didn't even hire you." "Karl." "Talk to us." "Tell us what happened." "We'll ask the D.A. to cut a deal." "You might only do five years." "I got an e-mail." "Told me to go to the fountain in Riverside Park and bring the trash over to that construction site." "I got there, that guy's body was stuffed under a bench." "So I cleaned up the garbage." "Who sent the e-mail?" "Karl..." "Aram Parisyan." "WES:" "So his DNA's wasn't found on Seward's body, but he gave Rezian the order to dispose of that corpse." "That's conspiracy." "Let's see if that's enough to convince him to give up the murderer." "Hey, Mullin... what are you doing?" "Give me that!" "Give it to me." "Don't let him go anywhere." "He just committed a felony." "Maxine, I gotta leave early today..." "You want me to forward your calls?" "Take messages..." "Damn it!" "Ah!" "Stay down." "Stay down!" "(groans)" "My nose isn't set yet!" "(groans)" "My, uh... my bad." "MULLIN:" "If you expect my client to cooperate, let me assure you you're dead wrong." "TRAVIS:" "Be quiet." "We're charging you the second we're done here." "With what?" "I advised my client of a development, that's all." "Oh, come on." "I'm still Aram Parisyan's attorney..." "You told him to run, Mullin." "Why would he run?" "You got the word of a convicted felon that says, what?" "He sent an e-mail?" "He conspired to cover up a murder." "And Rezian's gonna give up the cell phone where he checked the e-mail." "Anyone could have borrowed my client's phone." "Oh!" "Is that the defense you're planning on using?" "Because if that's the case," "I suggest you find new counsel, Mr. Parisyan." "Who killed Craig Seward?" "You don't have to do this, Aram." "Oh, shut up, Tim!" "It's over, man." "I'm sorry." "Stop him!" "(grunting)" "Get him out of here." "All right, Cap!" "Always wanted to do that to a lawyer." "(laughs)" "Nicely done." "Yeah." "All right." "Let's get back." "Wow." "Mullin." "I know." "Should've known by the suit." "WES:" "It turns out that Aram Parisyan and his lawyer have been friends since they were kids." "Now, Timothy Mullin and Craig Seward, they went to law school together." "Mullin got a DUI a little while back, so he hired his old schoolmate to represent him." "See, the thing is..." "Mullin started talking about the work he was doing for Aram Parisyan." "He said some things he shouldn't have." "Seward started blackmailing him." "Mullin paid for a few months," "Seward tried to up the payments, then Mullin snapped." "He called Aram Parisyan to get rid of the body." "Parisyan just farmed out that disposal out to Karl Rezian." "Now, Mullin, Parisyan, Rezian, all these guys are in jail now." "They're not gonna bother your family anymore." "Thank you." "Okay." "Um, listen, Dr. Ryan... we owe you an apology." "Well, you did what you're trained to do." "You're not wearing your engagement ring." "Look, uh, this is none of our business." "You know relationships." "We know criminals." "Your fiancé got involved in some stuff, made some mistakes..." "You did what you're trained to do, and I'm going to do the same." "So, gentlemen, we have a conflict of interest." "I'm terminating your therapy." "What?" "There's a group that meets over in Hollywood under Dr. Van Waals." "I'm going to refer you over to him." "Wait." "Hold on." "Don't do this." "You're a good doctor." "Yeah." "We're-we're metabolizing therapy." "We're doing better..." "We like you." "Regardless." "We are where we are." "Okay, I'm sorry." "Travis said it, I didn't say it." "It's better that I know." "But I can't help you if I can't trust you." "RYAN:" "I wish you the best of luck." "You ready for this?" "I don't really want to break in a new therapist." "Well, then, you shouldn't have stolen that case file, Travis." "What are you talking about?" "You wanted me to steal it." "I never said to steal it." "You didn't have to say anything..." "I just said, "Let's check in on Doctor..."" "MAN:" "I do not care to!" "Let's just... go." "MAN:" "You're the one that wanted this divorce." "Do you hear that?" "No, it is not my problem, Susan, it is your problem!" "You want the divorce, that's just fine!" "But my lawyers are gonna grind you into dust!" "And I'm gonna take that dust and put it in a jar on a shelf next to a picture of my new wife, who, in addition to being younger and hotter than you, is also gonna be dumber" "so she's gonna go for the freaking pre-nup!" "(snaps phone shut) Geez!" "Hey." "Hi." "Welcome." "You here for...?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "You, too." "And just in time, huh?" "Well, actually, uh... no." "I'm Dr. Van Waals." "I'm your new therapist, and... the thing is... you weren't supposed to hear any of that." "We've really need to get Dr. Ryan to take us back." "Hells, yeah." "'Cause this guy is..." "Okay." "VAN WAALS:" "Please." "Come into the safe circle." "Let's sit, and let's find some inner peace with a deep, cleansing breath." "(inhales, exhales)" "== sync, corrected by elderman =="