"(Man) We have two auto accident victims." "First, 21-year-old female driver, unconscious, lost pulse at the scene." "Possible facial fractures." "Went V-tach." "B.P. 82 over 54." "Heart rate 130s." "Respiratory rate 30s." "(Man) Second passenger, ejected from the car." "Unconscious, head trauma, flail chest." "B.P. 50 over palp." "Heart rate 150s." "I don't have a pulse." "Get the paddles ready." "She's crashing." "She crashed!" "Start C.P.R.!" "We're losing her!" "We're losing her!" "(Monitor emitting continuous tone)" "Donna Whirley." "She presented with multiple traumatic injuries." "She arrested on the way to trauma." "We couldn't bring her back." "Her companion is still in intensive care." "Uh, ordinarily, it's just the transpo people we meet." "I'm not your ordinary M.E." "Oh?" "The sooner I get to them, the sooner they can move on." "I'd say, this one's already left." "(People speaking indistinctly)" "I will send transpo in when I'm done." "(People continue speaking indistinctly)" "(Woman speaks indistinctly over P.A.)" "(Elevator bell dings)" "(Sighs)" "Excuse me." "Uh, are you from the M.E.'S office?" "That's right." "My, uh, my daughter Donna is, uh..." "Oh, yes." "I know." "I'm very sorry for your loss." "Thank you." "I... look, I, uh, I have to know, was Carrie drunk?" "Who's Carrie?" "She was the one who was driving." "What are you saying about my daughter?" "I'm asking if she was drunk." "Because she was drunk!" "You know, she's always been a bad influence." "Shut up!" "(People speaking indistinctly)" "(Woman) Stop that." "(Men grunting and speaking indistinctly)" "Aah!" "(Sputters)" "You lost your child, and you may still lose yours." "You want answers?" "Try not to kill each other before I have a chance to find them, okay?" "(Thuds)" "(Man) You grab the back door, all right?" "Dani, you're up." "The victim's name is Donna Whirley." "Steer clear of the parents." "(People speaking indistinctly)" "I'm driving you back to the office, aren't I?" "Oh, sorry." "I had a lovely evening." "Do you mind?" "No, I don't mind." "You've got a very important job to do." "Next time someone calls me with a broken sprinkler," "I hope you'll understand." "As long as you still come home." "(Laughs)" "(Laughs)" "From the geography and the skid marks, everything points to the Mustang as the cause." "The driver's wallet was on the floorboard." "And this was thrown from the car along with the passenger." "(Camera shutter clicking)" "(Tools whirring)" "Donna Whirley." "She didn't make it." "What was the condition of her seat belt?" "Nothing wrong with it." "But the main thing I wanted you to see was this." "(People speaking indistinctly)" "Where'd you find that?" "Driver's side door pocket." "(Megan) Donna Whirley, age 21, ejected from the car." "Multiple facial lacerations, bilateral pelvic fractures, flail chest." "Let this be a lesson, gentlemen." "Wear your seat belts." "She has an old scar on her foot." "Uh, it might be from a surgery." "She's got a chalky white substance on her pants leg." "I already swabbed it and got it to the lab." "Muchas gracias." "You know, what I don't get is... (Camera shutter clicks) this girl's blood alcohol was negative." "It was her friend who was drunk." "So?" "So you're riding shotgun with your drunk friend, who's speeding and weaving through traffic, and you don't wear your seat belt?" "The garage said there was nothing wrong with it." "He has a good point." "If you're Donna, why do you even let Carrie" " get behind the wheel in the first place?" " That's another good point." "Let us posit that there's a logical explanation for both." "We will not know why Carrie was behind the wheel until she regains consciousness." "But as for the seat belt..." "What are you looking for?" "Anything that would inhibit range of motion." "Ethan?" "Yeah." "Hand me a probe." "Our preliminary information is that your daughter died from multiple traumatic injuries." "I'm very sorry." "Right." "And w... and why are the police here?" "We're here to ask, uh, do you know the whereabouts of your daughter before she got into that car?" "Why?" "W... what does that matter?" "(Curtis) The driver of the car, Mrs. Whirley, was under the drinking age, but over the legal limit for blood alcohol level." "(Scoffs) I knew it!" "Oh, God." "Carrie was always dragging Donna somewhere against her will, and now..." "Donna's the one that ends up dead." "Why haven't you arrested Carrie?" "She killed our daughter." "If our information is correct, she will be arrested." "Shh." "(Crying)" "Hey, come on." "Come on." "(Crying continues)" "Shh." "You'll never guess what showed up on Carrie Greyson's X-ray." " A bullet?" " How'd you know that?" "Carrie's in the hospital. (Exhales)" "A through and through." "This wasn't a traffic fatality." "This was murder." "Body of Proof 2x17" " Identity Original air date March 13, 2012" "The bullet lodged in the posterior apex of the left ventricle of the heart." "The heart is inflamed, but no signs of cardiac tamponade." "We'll continue to monitor Carrie throughout the acute phase for any hemorrhage or rupture." "So when can we have the bullet?" "I'll take it from here, doctor." "Why didn't he answer my question?" "He just did, but it went over your shiny little head." "The heart is like any other tissue." "You hurt it, it heals." "The healing process takes a couple of days... the acute phase, that is." "Remove the bullet too soon, the heart wall will rupture." "So the answer to my question is, we can have it in a couple of days." "Hey, wait a minute." "Now I..." "I don't wanna spoil your plans for my daughter, but you can forget about getting that bullet." "The doctors say, she could recover just fine without removing it." "(Sam) Donna Whirley is dead." "Your daughter's been shot." "That bullet is our best clue at finding out who did this." "When she wakes up, she'll be happy to tell you." "And if she remains in the coma?" "(Cell phone chirps)" "Garage has something for us." "We'll see you later." "Mr. Greyson, would you at least allow me to see your daughter?" "(Monitor beeping rhythmically)" "(Exhales)" "(Beeping continues)" "Was she wearing long sleeves?" "I don't know." "They removed her clothes in the E.R." "May I have your permission to examine them?" "They might help us find out what happened." "Yeah, sure." "Hey." "I looked for you at lunch." "Uh, I had to run back to my place." "The window sensor went off again." "The same one I've been telling you needed a new battery?" "(Laughs) Well, you could've changed it yourself." "Oh, well, then I would need the secret code to disarm your elaborate home defense system." "Dr. Hunt called." "Uh, she's on her way back from the hospital." "She needs to see you and Kate in autopsy immediately." "Okay." "Uh, duty calls." "Uh... (Exhales)" "Uh, perdon." "(Clears throat)" "Uh, me gusto tu vestuario." "Esta muy bonita." "Seriously?" "Nada?" "Me gusto tu vestuario." "(Morris) What do you got?" "(Woman) This car over here." "We found paint transfer on the fender that matches the paint from Carrie's Mustang." "(Tools whirring)" "Okay, so the Mustang hit it." "According to witnesses, it was the only car involved in the accident that wasn't hit directly by Carrie's car during the accident." "The contact was made prior." " Prior?" " Mm-hmm." "And then there's this." "This was found under that driver's seat." "(Whirring continues)" "Seven live rounds, one empty." "So who's the car registered to?" "Rob Martin." "(Whirring continues)" "You said you wanted to see us." "Yeah, I'm trying to figure out how Carrie and Donna were positioned when they were shot." "Correct me if I'm wrong, but they were sitting next to each other." "Yeah, I know that." "But was it a random firing or was somebody aiming at them?" "Kate... you are Donna." "You brought me in here to be a target dummy?" "Okay." "I will be Donna." "And you will be Carrie and get a bullet in your heart." "Peter, you get to shoot us." "Oh, my dream come true." "All right, the bullet enters Donna here, exits here, enters Carrie here." "So, Peter, what do you see?" "Wait." "Turn back that way again." "They're both turning away from the shot." "Because Donna saw the gun, so it wasn't random." "All right, so she screams "gun,"" "and they both instinctively turn away." "But there was no bullet hole in the car door." "And the bullet is only mildly deformed, so it had to have come through the open window." "So?" "So does anybody know how high off the ground the window opening of a '95 Mustang is?" "An excellent question." "Let me know when you find out." "(Chuckles)" "We done?" "We're never done." "Mm." "(Morris) How you feeling, Mr. Martin?" "Two pins, both legs, and they won't give me any more morphine." "How would you feel?" "What happened to your hands?" "Airbag burns." "I didn't even know it was possible." "So much for getting gunshot residue." "The '95 Mustang, we know the driver was drunk." "We know she sideswiped you before the accident." "And we also know both she and her passenger were shot." "Which brings us to the gun we found under your driver seat." "The one with one round conspicuously fired." "Hold on a second." "No way." "I'm a process server." "I wind up in bad places talking to bad people all the time." " You ever shoot one of these bad people?" " No." "But you do like scaring people with that gun, don't you?" "In fact, you were cited for pulling it just last year." "So this girl sideswipes you, you chase after her, pull your gun to scare the crap out of her, somehow it goes off." "She sideswiped me, and your damn right I went after her, to get her license plate number." "I didn't touch my gun." "You're an angry man, Mr. Martin." "Because I'm in pain." "Can't you get them to give me more morphine?" "Yeah." "We'll get right on that." "Take away the fired round," "I still wouldn't believe that jerk." "Yeah, but how are we gonna prove he's the shooter?" "We gotta get that bullet." "Donna and Carrie were hit by the same bullet." "The irony is, the wounds were survivable." "It was the crash that killed Donna." "Bud and Sam have any leads?" "They think it might be a case of road rage, but Carrie's parents won't allow the bullet to be removed, so without it..." "Bud and Sam are stuck." "(Peter) Maybe, maybe not." "I've been going over the measurements of Carrie's car." "The shot could've come through the window, but unless it originated in a truck or an S.U.V., it's borderline." "But if what they weren't in the car when they were shot?" "What if they got into the car to get away from whoever it was that was shooting at 'em?" "That would explain how Carrie got behind the wheel, if they were both running for their lives." "If this isn't road rage, then you'd have to think one of them was the target and the other one got in the way." "We need to know where they were before they got in that car." "Let's get on it." "They were on... (Imitates marlon Brando in "Superman") ...the planet Krypton." "Ethan, I'm not in the mood." "(Normal voice) The chalky white substance on Donna's pant leg is kryptonite." "Or the closest thing to it." "Look... kryptonite doesn't actually exist, of course, but if you'll just move down the line, a new mineral was recently discovered in a serbian mine... that almost exactly matches the chemical formula for kryptonite," "stolen by Lex Luthor in that abysmal failure of a movie, "Superman Returns"... sodium, lithium, boron, silicate hydroxide." "It's not green, it's chalky white, and it was on Donna's pant leg." "How did it get there?" "That's what I asked myself." "Turns out, Donna was a geology major and an intern at the college museum." "Now the museum just recently received a sample of kryptonite from Serbia." "¿Quien es el gran superhero?" "Hey, yo soy." "♪ Yo soy!" "What the hell is wrong with you?" "I'm learning Spanish." "Look, you're not the only one who can woo... (Imitates Al Pacino in "Scarface") ...the latinas, man." "Dani doesn't speak Spanish, Ethan." "(Normal voice) Really?" "What is she, Portuguese?" "Ethan!" "What about Carrie's clothes in the hospital?" "Did you get a trace on them?" "You won't even let me enjoy this moment?" "No." "Get back to work." "Just popped in to say hello." "Hello." "And ask where this is going, as in us, you and me, the future?" "(Sighs)" "Is subtle not in your vocabulary?" "I think we should move in together." "Donna was nice enough." "When was the last time any of you saw Donna?" "Last night." "She was boxing up her samples when she just took off." "Said she was late meeting Carrie." "Late meeting her where?" "Uh, Duke's?" "It's a campus bar about six blocks away." "But they must have gotten their wires crossed, because Carrie showed up here, looking for her." "Really?" "Then what happened?" "She just left." "That's all." "Okay, thanks." "Wait." "Hang on, Sam." "Excuse me." "Who is that?" "Oh." "Uh, Suzie Foster." "The rest of you are arm in arm." "No love lost between Donna and Suzie?" "She and Donna were up for the same scholarship." "Donna won." "You know, it's funny, come to think of it," "Carrie was staring at that picture, too." "Oh, really?" "When?" "Right before she ran outta here." "Okay." "(Camera phone shutter clicks)" "Hey." "Hey." "Lace." "What are you doing here?" "Grandma's waiting downstairs, but you said you wanted a picture for your office, so here it is." "What do you think?" "What do I think?" "I think I love it." "Oh, thank you." "It's beautiful." "What about right there?" "Yeah." "Perfect." "Aw." "Wow, Lace." "Ugh." "Lacey." "Ah." "(Mutters)" "(Picture slides against wall)" "Congratulations." "Hey, Lacey." "For what?" "I put you up for the Philadelphia medical association public service award." "You won." "I did what?" "I didn't do it for you." "I did it to enhance the prestige of this office." "Ceremony's tomorrow." "Look your best." "Bye, Lacey." "God, I hate award ceremonies." "Crappy food and chitchat with strangers." "Well, then why don't you just take Aidan?" "No." "I could not do that to him." "You took him to see a body." "I mean, this has gotta be an improvement." "(Chuckles)" "(Cell phone rings)" "Lace, sorry." "I gotta go." "Thank you, thank you, thank you for my picture." "I love it." "Say hello to grandma." "A picture is worth a thousand words, Suzie." "(Beeps)" "What's that one say?" "I wasn't a Donna Whirley fan." "That doesn't mean I shot her." "The accident happened at 9:30." "You got out of chem lab at 9:00." "Did you take a ride down the highway?" "And lose my parking space?" "No way." "No, I walk to class and back." "It's 20 minutes across campus." "Did you talk to anyone?" "Did anyone see you?" "I'm sure somebody saw me." "I mean, I'm not invisible. (Chuckles)" "Look, if I had a gun and was psycho enough to use it, don't you think someone would've heard the shot?" "Why didn't you like Donna?" "Donna got a scholarship she wanted." "No, that wasn't it." "My problem with Donna was that she was always playing poor little sick girl because she had lupus." "(Morris) Lupus?" "I ran the A.N.A. test like you asked." "Negative." "Mm-hmm." "This girl did not have lupus." "She's in perfect health." "So maybe Suzie was lying." "Why would she lie about something like that?" "(Sighs)" "Oh, God." "What?" "Carrie." "The girl in the hospital with a bullet lodged in the wall of her heart, her inflamed heart." "That's a symptom of lupus." "I don't get it." "Two girls, same height, same hair color, same body type." "Oh, no." "The paramedics at the scene, they... they must have misidentified her, and we never questioned it. (Sighs)" "This is not Donna." "It's Carrie." "How the hell could this happen?" "I know you're upset, Mr. Greyson..." "Upset?" "!" "One minute we're with our daughter, the next, the Whirleys show up with a priest and a hospital administrator, telling us there'd been a mistake." "A mistake?" "!" "I don't give a damn what anyone says." "That's our daughter in that bed." "Mr. Greyson." "Did your daughter have surgery on her left foot?" "What the hell does that matter?" "Did they put a screw in it?" "Yes." "In High School." "Why?" "I took these X-rays about a half-hour ago in our morgue, of Carrie's foot." "I'm very sorry." "(Tablet clatters)" "How..." "Uh, neither of them had I.D. on their person." "Donna's book bag was found outside the car near your daughter, and your daughter's wallet was found inside the car next to Donna." "(Curtis) Because of their physical similarities, the paramedics mistook one for the other." "It was a tragic misunderstanding." "(Voice breaks) Who killed my daughter?" "There is a chance that it might be a case of road rage." "However, we do not have access to the bullet." "Then get it." "That's up to the Whirleys now." "And we can't order them to comply any more than we could order you..." "Do you think I give a damn?" "!" "My wife collapsed in the hospital when they told us." "She's under sedation right now." "Our lives are ruined." "And as God as my witness, I will sue everyone who had anything to do with this for the horror we've been put through!" "Anything I can do?" "I wish there were." "So Carrie was Donna and Donna was Carrie." "I'm really glad I'm not in charge." " Thanks for nothing." " Mm-hmm." "What are you doing?" "I am checking out the trace results from Donna's clothes that we got from the hospital." "I thought you did that already." "No, no, no, that was when Donna was Carrie." "This is from the real Donna." "Here." "Look at this." "Her sleeve and the whole right side of her jeans were saturated in this diluted acetic acid solution." "Battery acid goes everywhere in a car accident." "No, it's not battery acid." "It's a stop bath." "It stops the action of the developing solution when developing photographs." "Who the hell does that anymore?" "I do." "Why am I not surprised?" "It's a dying art, man." "(People speaking indistinctly)" "Wow." "Visiting you at work is a lot more satisfying than the other way around." " Yeah?" " Mm." "Well, then we're gonna have to work on your definition of "satisfying."" "(Chuckles) Okay." "Here's your shot." "There is this stupid thing that I have to go to for work tonight." "And I was thinking, the one thing that might make it more bearable, is if you came with me." "(Chuckles) Wow." "(Chuckles)" "Well, put it like that, how can I refuse?" "Okay." "Oh, typical off-campus apartment." "Nice building." "Poor parents." "I can't imagine." "The relief of having your child survive..." "Yeah, and then it gets ripped right out from under you." "I don't see a trove of photography chemicals." "Me neither." "Four locks on the door?" "Bars on a second-story window?" "(Rattles handle)" "(Drawer clicks open)" "Hey." "Pepper spray." "This girl was afraid of someone." "So are you going to sleep with him?" "What?" "Well, I mean, it's been a month now, right?" "Dad's already in Barbados with that girl he's known like..." "Yes, yes, I know." "No, and Aidan and I are not going to sleep together." "So dad having sex means you can't have any?" "Well, why should being divorced from him be any different than being married to him?" "What's that mean?" "Nothing." "Aidan and I are taking our time, which is something I would hope you would do until you're at least 40." "Relax, mom." "I get it." "(Cell phone rings)" "(Ring)" "Go ahead, Peter." "We just got done talking to the campus police." "Carrie had a stalker." "She got letters and flowers and photographs of her taken from around the campus, all sent anonymously." "Then one day, she comes home, and she swore that someone had been sleeping in her bed, so she went to the campus police." "So creepy." "Did the police do anything?" "Not much." "She's thrown out all the letters and photos." "They checked with all the local photo processing places just the same, but they came up with nothing." "This sounds very strange." "Why didn't the Greysons say something?" "My guess is that Carrie never told them." "I mean, you met her father." "He would've yanked her out of that school in seconds." "Okay, thanks." "(Man) The Philadelphia Medical Association was founded in 1865 with the goal of consolidating new medical knowledge and procedures coming out of..." "This could possibly be the worst date ever." "I'm having a wonderful time." "Oh, you are such a liar. (Chuckles)" "(Laughs)" "No." "Getting to know the real you, which is all I really care about." "If this is the real me, we're in trouble." "Good." "(Man) ..." "And has focused on education, public service, and the popularization" " of the medical professional community." " What?" "To that end, we have a number of awards" " to present tonight." " Where are we going?" " First up, it is my pleasure..." " What about your award?" "...to introduce the recipient of our public service award," "Dr. Megan Hunt." "(Megan chuckles)" "This is where" "I had my first real kiss." "No." "David Faulkner." "(Laughs)" "I was in tenth grade, and he was in eleventh." "And did you break his heart?" "Um... actually, I think I did." "Of course you did. (Laughs)" "The first in a long line, I've no doubt." "No." "There haven't been that many." "I..." "I know what I want, and..." "I'm willing to wait." "Are you still waiting?" "Just kiss me." "(Woman singing pop music indistinctly)" "Lace, it's time for bed, honey." "♪ Uh-oh, here it comes again" "♪ first the heart and then the break" "(Woman singing indistinctly)" "Lacey." "Your mom would kill me if she knew you were up this late." "♪ And then I'm weak" "♪ I should've know that you'd be leaving" "♪ my heart in two, in two" "Oh, my God." "Lacey." "(People speaking indistinctly)" "Mother." "What happened?" "I..." "I went to tell her to get ready for bed, and she was on the floor unconscious." "Did she hit her head?" "Did she have a seizure?" "Megan, I don't know anything." "Oh, God." "You." "My name is Dr. Megan Hunt." "I'm with the Medical Examiner's Office." "My daughter Lacey Fleming was admitted here a half an hour ago." "I want to see the attending now." "Ma'am, you don't talk to me that way." "And you certainly don't summon my attending that way." "Now sit your ass down, and he'll be with you as soon as he can." "I assume you're talking about me." "We meet again." "My daughter... what happened?" "She collapsed from ketoacidosis." "Her blood sugar registered a 450." "We found ketones in her urine." "Now that combined with islet cell antibodies, means there's a high probability of..." "Type 1 diabetes." "My brother has it." "Diabetes?" "I know it's a shock, but Lacey will be all right." "The main thing right now is to get her blood sugar level back to normal." "We're moving her now." "Give us a few minutes, and a nurse will take you to her." "Donna Whirley's heart started bleeding last night." "The doctors had no choice but to operate." "She's in recovery, and you have your bullet." "How is Lacey doing?" "A lot better than Megan, I guarantee you." "It's not a match." "So Rob Martin is in the clear." "And none of the accident victims saw Suzie Foster's black S.U.V. on the highway." "Back to hunting for darkrooms." "Darkrooms?" "Uh, Donna's shirt and pants were soaked with an acid bath used to develop photographs, and Carrie's stalker was sending her photographs." "So we figure that they found out who he was and confronted him in his darkroom." "Only there are no commercial darkrooms anymore." "So how'd the girls find it?" "We don't know, but I want to show you something." "Okay, I am shooting you the photograph right now. (Beeps)" "Something in that picture made Carrie grab Donna out of a bar and drag her to Carrie's eventual death." "What?" "(Monitor beeping rhythmically)" "Megan." "Megan, enough." "You're driving me nuts." "And you're driving yourself nuts." "Honey, you need to get some rest." "(Beeping continues)" "(People speaking indistinctly)" "How is she?" "They think she's gonna make it." "They're moving her to her own room now." "I just keep thinking about how brave she's already been and how much braver she's gonna have to be." "Did Donna ever mention that Carrie had a stalker?" "A stalker?" "No, never." "Oh, God." "Is that who did this?" "Maybe." "We think that" "Carrie and Donna confronted him together." "(People continue speaking indistinctly)" "Carrie never wanted to be alone." "Now I understand why." "I..." "I don't know if this helps, but we found a box in Donna's room..." "Carrie's keepsakes." "Carrie must have, you know, given it to her for safekeeping." "Where's the box?" "Well, it's right here." "I mean, we were gonna give it to the Greysons, but it got a little heated as I'm sure you heard." " Mind?" " Oh, oh, yeah, yeah." "Thank you." "(Bell jingles)" "(Chuckles)" "I have no idea what that is." "Hey, did you hear about Lacey?" "Yeah." "It's crazy, huh?" "She's gonna be fine." "My lease runs out at the end of next month." "That's what made me think of it." "I..." "I spend most nights at your place anyway." "You've gone from "keep it casual"" "to "cohabitation" pretty quickly, don't you think?" "Ay, dios mio!" "You guys know I'm standing here, right?" "I follow my heart." " Maybe..." " It's too soon, Dani." "That's all." " ..." "I'm just invisible." " When does too soon become too late?" " Maybe my... my entire existence..." " I don't know." "Uh..." " I'm just asking." " ...is completely meaningless to everyone." "I don't think you were just asking me." " I think that you're, you know..." " Really?" "You really think kind of..." "I think you're pushing me a little bit, you know?" "Pushing you?" "Hey, hey, perdon. ¿Que es esto?" "What is this?" "That's a picture of the interns at the college museum." "Okay, and... and Carrie's stalker was sending her photographs, right?" "Yeah." "Mira!" "It's this guy." "How the hell do you know that?" "His T-shirt. "The Arbus Center."" "It's an artist commune downtown." "They develop their photographs manually." "Philly P.D.!" "Taking the stairs, partner!" "Hey, guys." "(Morris) These are all pictures of Carrie." "(Peter) That's the hospital." "That's Donna's room." "What if he doesn't know it's Donna?" "What if he still thinks it's Carrie?" "He's gonna take her out." "We've gotta get to the hospital." "Um, excuse me." "What are you doing?" "Just borrowing your microscope." "(People speaking indistinctly)" "Okay, uh, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." "This is hospital property, okay?" "Hey, listen." "I'm about to catch a murderer." "You want to cut me some slack?" "Okay." "Yeah." "What are you looking at?" "Fungus from the fingernail of the killer." "(Switch clicks) Hello, Suzie." "What are you doing here?" "I'm just, uh, here to visit a friend." "Really?" "With a syringe in your hand." "I'm just wondering how you went from being in love with Carrie to wanting her dead." "I was never in love with her." "Come on, Suzie." "You broke into her apartment, you laid down in her bed, you left trace of the fingernail fungus on your left thumb." "Yeah." "I saw that in the police station." "Tell me... how did it feel to wrap yourself up in her sheets, good?" "Carrie was supposed to be my best friend, not Donna's." "Oh." "I was always there for her, even if she didn't know it." "Then she shows up with Donna, starts screaming at me for what I've put her through." "Me, her biggest fan." "Right." "I told her that Donna had gotten between us." "She laughed at me." "She mocked me." "Up until then, she'd been... perfect." "I'm so sorry." "You shoulda seen the look on their faces when I pulled out that gun." "They weren't mocking me then." "Suzie, you need help." "This is 100% glacial acetic acid." "Do you know what it does when it hits a vein?" "More than you do." "(Glass shatters)" "(Grunts)" "(Grunting)" "Aah!" "Oh!" "(Panting) Ow!" "You okay?" "(Grunts)" "(Morris) Get her out of here, Sam." "(Handcuffs click) (Grunts)" "You're not suing the Medical Examiner's Office or the city." "The hell I'm not." "It'll take years, and you'll lose." "Do you really want to relive that pain every day and still have no resolution?" "Lady, I'll relive it until the day I die." "Of course." "But what if... there were a way to ease some of that pain?" "What do you mean?" "What are they doing here?" "Carrie gave this to Donna to keep for her." "(Latch clicks)" "When I was Carrie's age," "I used to have a box like that, too... old concert tickets, my grandmother's watch." "But I never had a friend that I would entrust it to." "Carrie wasn't a bad influence." "We know that now." "She was a... good girl, a good friend." "And when she needed help, she turned to Donna." "(Clears throat) You've all suffered." "You've all had your worlds turned upside down." "For 36 hours, the Whirleys thought their daughter was dead." "And for 36 hours, you cared for Donna as your own." "Out of this tragedy, one girl has survived, and she has all four of you to thank for the love and the support that she's gotten, and she is gonna need every bit of that love and support" "to help her come to terms with losing her best friend." "Don't you want to be a part of that?" "Do we want to be a part of what?" "A part of our daughter's life." "Please." "Yes." "Yes, we do." "(Megan) Hey." "Hi." "So..." "(Sighs) the real me... you got quite a dose last night." "(Chuckles) How's Lacey?" "She's okay." "She's gonna be in the hospital for a couple more days." "Which is where you should be." "And, no, nothing about last night's gonna scare me off, if that's what you were wondering." "(Snaps)" "Here." "Give that to Lacey." "Are you really this perfect?" "No." "(Laughs)" "(Laughs) Thank God." "Now stop distracting my boys and get the hell outta here." "(Knocks on doorjamb)" "Commissioner Travers, nice to see you again." "I've asked Kate to join us." "The misidentification of Carrie Greyson and Donna Whirley is a big black eye for this office." "How do you figure?" "We weren't the first on the scene, or the second or third." "Your M.E. had the body for a day and a half without noticing the mistake." "In all fairness, Megan had no reason to think there'd been a mistake." "Come on." "You know the game, Kate." "By the way, how'd you get the Greysons to drop their lawsuit?" "I just appealed to the goodness of their nature." "(Chuckles) Well, whatever you said, it worked." "And now we have an image problem with only one solution." "Where is Megan Hunt?" "Mnh-mnh." "She's not taking the fall for this." "This is my office and my responsibility." "Curtis... you realize what you're saying?" "We got the killer, didn't we?" "Congratulations..." "Kate." "You're chief again." "That was very noble of you." "You'd have done the same." "You all right?" "I'm fine." "At least now" "I don't have to deal with Megan's award ceremony." "Why?" "What did she do this time?" "(Laughs)" "(Crying) Mom, I'm so scared." "I know you are, honey." "I know." "How could I even have diabetes?" "I'm not overweight." "That's type 2 diabetes." "It's... it's acquired." "Yours is different." "It's still incurable, right?" "And I'm gonna, like, lose my legs or go blind?" "Lacey, listen to me." "You forget everything that you have ever heard about diabetes, okay?" "Those are misconceptions." "It is a completely manageable condition." "And I am gonna be with you every step of the way." "Okay?" "(Sniffles)" "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "(Sniffles)" "You are gonna be just fine."