[instrumental music]
[indistinct chattering]
- Sophie. - Hmm.
Do you think you could persuade your sister
to make at least a token appearance?
I doubt it.
Please try.
- Sure, mom. - Okay.
[whispers] Oh, how are you? Good to see you.
My condolences.
[knocking on door]
Abs.
[knocks on door]
Abby, are you awake?
[gasps]
- Okay, go in. - 'Yeah, I'm on my way.'
[indistinct chattering on radio]
Yeah. Alright. Alright.
I'm heading through the front entrance right now.
What's your 20?
[indistinct chattering]
Hey, boss.
Victim's name is Austin Marr, 23, multiple stab wounds.
Killed in the guesthouse last night around 2 a.m.
What's with all the security?
Well, the house belongs to a federal judge
named Pauline Fitzwilliam.
Her mother just died.
Lot of VIPs are here for the wake.
Stiff security for a wake.
- Where's Jane? - Who knows?
He can catch up when he gets here.
[male #1] 'Metal items in'
'the plastic containers, please.'
I was looking for Abby.
I didn't even know Austin was in the house.
- He doesn't live here? - No.
He's Abby's boyfriend.
[sniffles] He's sweet and gentle.
Who would do this to him?
I need you to stay with me, Sophie.
Okay.
Does Austin have family in the area?
[exhales] No.
Sophie, do you know where Austin works?
I'm not sure. He's..
He's an illustrator for children's books.
And how was his relationship with Abby?
They were in love.
Austin treated her like gold.
When was the last time you saw your sister?
Yesterday afternoon.
Where is she? What's happened to her?
That's what we're trying to figure out.
We'll let you know as soon as we find anything out.
- Thank you for your time. - But she's okay, right?
'Cause she's my baby sister.
- We'll let you know. - Okay.
I talked to security.
They say they've got a sealed perimeter around the estate.
No one goes in or out unless it's through them.
Abby came in yesterday morning at 8:40
but there's no record that she left.
- So she's still in the house? - That's the thing.
Local PD and security searched the property.
Every building, every room. They can't find her anywhere.
Well, maybe she left with someone.
Security's saying no.
They check everyone that leaves.
They even search their cars.
So Abby's missing
but security says she never left?
I was having such a good day.
Cho, check out Austin. Home. Work. Other friends.
Van Pelt, get with security.
I want the names of everybody
who was on the property at the time of death.
- 'And I want to talk to 'em.' - On it.
Uh, and if you see Jane, tell him he's officially tardy.
[male #1] 'Sir, all metals items in the plastic bins, please.'
[beeping]
Sir, please, step back.
Uh...I'm with CBI.
I'm in a hurry. I'm just gonna go around.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where's your badge?
- You just grabbed my arm. - Oh, maybe you didn't hear me.
Marcus Whiteside, security chief here. Where's your badge?
- That's my badge. - Okay, then, now.
- Go through the gate. - Where's your badge?
Are we gonna have a problem here?
No. Not at all. I'm just asking.
Through the gate.
I'm one of the good guys here, man.
- I'm-I'm here to help. - Family, friends, CBI.
Everyone goes through the gate.
- Got it? - I got it.
That means you go through the gate too?
- Absolutely. - Okay.
Marcus, please, be my guest. After you.
The least I could do.
[sighs]
[beeping]
Hmm.
[beeping]
Uh, you know, I-I may..
Can I just... please. Thank you.
Mm.
Seems to be working.
[beeping]
[theme music]
Come on. I want a bite. Just give me a bite.
-No. You don't deserve it. - I just want one bite.
Well, maybe I'm just gonna have to take it then.
[Abby on TV] 'Then take it. No?'
- I love you so much. - I love you too.
Oh. You hear that? She loves me.
[inhales deeply]
I know what's happened here.
What's that, judge?
Three months ago I sentenced
a man named Raymond Tubbs
to forty years without parole.
He's a white supremacist, runs a gang
that's been robbing banks up and down the coast.
Mr. Tubbs swore he would kill me and my family.
So, obviously... someone working for him
killed poor Austin and took Abby.
But your security team says nobody entered the compound.
Well, they also said Abby must still be here
and they've searched and haven't found her.
So, obviously...they're wrong in some respects.
Where's Tubbs doing time?
Folsom. That doesn't stop him.
Last month he sent a member of his gang
to break into our house.
That's when we stepped up security.
Did your forensics get anything from the crime scene?
Ma'am, we prefer not to give details
of our investigation until it's compl--
Agent, I was a DA for 12 years.
I can pick up the phone and find out what you've got
or you can just tell me.
Partial prints on the murder weapon and Austin's blood.
- We're running it now. - Fine.
You'll find that it belongs to someone working for Tubbs.
You track him
you will find Abby.
We'll look into Tubbs.
But there are other avenues to explore.
Such as.
Ma'am, as a matter of course
we looked into Abby's background.
She has issues with drug and alcohol abuse.
Had issues.
She's been clean for months.
And what has that to do with this situation?
Parents aren't always the first to know about a relapse
and drug dealers are dangerous company.
- Abby was clean and sober. - And Austin?
He was the same.
And how was their relationship lately?
It was good.
There were wounds on his face.
Fingernail scratches which suggests
he had a fight with a female shortly before he was killed.
Are you suggesting..
..that Abby fought with Austin and then killed him?
Like I said, ma'am, other avenues to explore.
Agent, if my daughter comes to harm
because you frittered away your time
looking into her personal life, your career is over.
Do you understand me?
Ma'am, I understand your distress
during this difficult time.
But we'll go wherever this investigation takes us.
It's my duty.
Ah.
[instrumental music]
[tapping]
Can I help you?
Well, that depends.
Who are you?
- Ed Saban. - Uh, I just..
Oh. And you are?
Patrick Jane, CBI.
Oh, I-I spoke with one of your colleagues.
Uh...Van Pelt, I believe.
Does that mean you've had enough of questions?
Uh...n-no. That-that's not--
Good. Where were you last night?
Uh...here.
Uh, i-i-in bed. I..
I was tired from working all day and..
...took a sleeping pill.
[crunching]
Hmm.
I'm not actually a cop.
I'm what you, uh, would refer to as a...consultant.
Oh.
- Funny. - No.
You have a distinctly medical air.
Are you a family doctor?
Uh, Ethel's. I, uh, I took care of her the last year or so.
- Oops. - Ethel was 93.
I think, all things considered
we gave her a reasonably peaceful end.
[sniffles] Hmm.
So what do you think's happened to Abby?
Who?
Abigail Fitzwilliam. Uh, Ethel's granddaughter.
Oh, Abby. Yeah. What about her?
She's missing, i-isn't she?
Is she? Do the police know?
- You're joking again. - Yes.
[both laugh]
How would you describe Abby?
Oh, uh, uh..
...a good-hearted young woman.
Full of life. Vivacious.
[cell phone ringing]
Oh. Uh, excuse me..
Um, please.
Oh. Uh..
[clears throat]
Lisbon, hello.
Jane, where are you?
I'm just talking with the family doctor here.
He says our missing girl
is an unstable nymphomaniacal stoner.
- Interesting, no? - Uh, I didn't say that.
Yes, you did. You practically screamed it.
I'm at the front door now.
- Meet me here. - Yeah.
I-I'll be right there.
Thanks for your time.
- 'No sign of the girl?' - 'No.'
[Lisbon] 'And the security people say'
'she couldn't have possibly left'
the property without their knowledge.
We should see if she was sleeping
with any of the security people.
It's a thought.
And the mom says neo-Nazis
'staged a raid, but security said'
nobody came on the property, so...puzzle that out.
- Give me a minute. - 'Cho.'
Yeah, I need you to check out Raymond Tubbs.
He's in federal prison in Folsom.
Yeah, talk to him, see what he knows about the Fitzwilliams.
Also, did you get anything on those fingerprints? Let me know.
Okay. Minute's up. What's the answer?
Well, that was not a minute.
That was less than 30 seconds, even.
- You are something else. - Agent Lisbon.
You said that, um, if you found anything you'd let me know.
- Have you? - No, Sophie.
- I'm sorry. - I got it.
- What? - You asked me to puzzle it out.
I puzzled it out.
- What? What is it? - Uh.
Well, there's been no ransom demand
so that rules out abduction.
Leaves three options for your sister's disappearance.
One, she was killed and her body was removed from the compound.
Two, she was killed and her body was hidden on the compound.
Or three, she killed Austin and fled the scene.
No, that can't be.
- You're hiding something. - What? No?
Obviously something about your sister. What is it?
- No. - Oh, come on.
You can tell me.
You don't know Abby.
- She would never hurt Austin. - 'You want to believe that.'
But you know it's not true, don't you?
You ever notice that...feeling, that physical unwell feeling
you get when you know you should say
or do something and you don't?
Heart pounds, headache, backache.
You can feel better..
...immediately..
...if you tell the truth..
...right now.
[inhales deeply]
Yesterday, I went to the guesthouse to see Abby.
Mm-hmm.
Austin was there, and they were arguing.
I have never seen them like that.
Abby tried to leave
and Austin started to shake her..
...and he was yelling at her and shaking her.
What did Abby do?
- She hit him in the face. - Yeah.
He was bleeding.
Then what happened?
I don't know. I left.
[cell phone ringing]
Excuse me.
Of course.
Well, thank you, Sophie.
That was very valuable.
Now you should take a little lie-down
maybe catch up on some sleep.
[whispers] Okay.
When you wake up, you're gonna feel a lot better.
Thank you.
Forensics got a match from the prints
from the knife that was used as the murder weapon.
They're Abby's.
I'm telling you, Abby did not leave that compound.
You and your men searched the house and the grounds.
She wasn't there.
Is it possible that there's a hole in the system?
There are cameras, regular patrols, and motion sensors.
It's just not possible.
We'll have to search the place again is all.
- We must've missed her. - First things first.
Could somebody in the family have helped Abby escape?
None of them have access to the security system.
Not even Pauline.
What about your men? Are any of them vulnerabilities?
They're ex-military and law enforcement.
I handpicked them myself.
We're gonna need a list of their names.
You're wasting your time.
You should be talking to all the people who were
onthe compoundwhen Austin was killed.
We have talked to them. Six in total, not including Abby.
Pauline, Sophie, Ed Saban, two maids, Ethel's cousin, Ruth.
We're looking into all of them, but right now
what I am interested in is finding Abby.
So, Abby and Austin have a fight and then later on
that night she kills him?
That's what it looks like.
Still doesn't explain
how she got off the estate.
When we find Abby, we'll have our answer.
Whiteside sent me a list of the names of his security team.
Run background checks on them. See if anything comes up.
- Yeah, you got it. - Hey, boss.
Abby Fitzwilliam used her credit card three hours ago
at a boutique in San Francisco.
The store faxed over an itemized receipt.
Let's go check it out.
"Marin Life" magazine?
Mm. It's a good read.
Abby liked to party, just like the doctor said.
She and her posse are all through this.
The point is..
I'm exploring the world
of the suspect.
Well, you enjoy exploring.
We'll go get on her trail and arrest her.
What did Abby buy at the store?
Um..."skirt suit, blazer, and a Tumi bag." Why?
No reason.
[instrumental music]
- She was in a few hours ago. - Okay.
She spent $800 on a skirt suit, blazer, and a handbag.
- Okay. Mm, uh.. - Here's her picture.
Oh, yeah. I remember. Blonder, though.
- Was she with anyone? - No.
Do you remember anything else about her?
Fierce shoes. Oh, she left an address.
Jacket needed altering.
Do you want it?
Yes.
Put your badge away.
If she thinks we're cops, she might run.
I don't feel like running.
[banging on door]
Hi. We have a delivery from L Couturier.
- You want to open the door? - 'She's lying.'
Abby Fitzwilliam, you're under arrest.
I'm not Abby.
Put your hands in the air now!
Lisbon, Grace, where's your manners?
This is Daniella, Abby's best friend.
Come in. Have a seat.
[indistinct chattering]
Okay. You win. How'd you find Daniella?
What's my prize?
Abby Fitzwilliam is a party girl
with a rebellious streak.
She dresses like one. Lots of animal prints.
- The receipt. - Skirt suit, blazer, Tumi bag.
Very East Coast prep.
No way Abby would've bought any of that.
Daniella is the only one of Abby's friends with that, uh
appropriate sense of style.
- How'd you find her? - ESP.
No, I had Cho look up her address.
Hmm.
Why did you steal Abby's credit card?
I didn't. She loaned it to me.
She was a good friend.
I have friends, Daniella.
I don't loan them my credit card.
Well, what can I say? Abby is generous.
I have a job interview in a few days.
She said I needed to look my best.
She always helped me when I needed it.
Even if I said no, she wouldn't listen.
It's true. Ask around.
She did it for lots of people.
When did she give you the card?
Um...three days ago.
The day before she went missing?
Abby called me and told me her grandma was really sick
and that she wasn't gonna last much longer.
I went over to be with her.
How'd she seem?
She was sad.
Crying a lot.
She and her grandma were really close.
And she was drinking. It was, it was just wine, but still.
I told her I didn't think it was a good idea.
You know, she had problems with that kind of stuff.
Was Austin there?
Abby wouldn't have been drinking if he was.
Austin's totally straight-edged.
He got her sober.
The night Abby went missing, where were you?
In LA for work.
Boss, need you out here.
I said Mr. Jane. I want to talk to Mr. Jane.
- Where is he? - I turned my back for a second.
You know how he is.
He's not here right now, Sophie.
What's the problem?
I, um, I got this message.
I don't know what it means.
What message? What are you talking about?
[man on phone] 'Tell your bitch mom that's what she gets'
'for messing with Raymond Tubbs.'
'Your sister and her friend were just the beginning.'
'You will reap the whirlwind. Eight, eight!'
I've never heard that voice before.
"Eight, eight." What does that mean?
It's a code used by white supremacists.
The eighth letter of the alphabet. H, H.
- HeilHitler. - It's blocked.
Sophie, we're gonna need your phone for a little while.
- Get a trace on it. - Yeah, you got it.
You said Abby did this.
You said her fingerprint was on the knife.
We don't know what this means
but right now you shouldn't be alone.
I'm gonna have an agent bring you home.
What about Abby? Did these people do something to her?
That's what we're gonna find out. Come with me.
Okay.
[buzzes]
Raymond Tubbs?
Yeah. Who are you?
I'm Agent Cho from the CBI.
I'd like to ask you a few questions
about Pauline Fitzwilliam.
[sighs]
What about her?
A man was killed on the Fitzwilliam compound.
A family member is missing.
Another family member received a voice mail.
It said, "That's what you get for messing with Raymond Tubbs."
[sighs]
Leadership's a bitch, huh?
You try to keep your folks on point
and then some darn fool opens his mouth.
Where you hail from, Agent Cho?
Oakland.
[sighs] Okay.
- Where are your parents from? - Korea.
Koreans. Good people. Know who they are.
A lot of people today don't know who the heck they are.
A man without knowledge of his roots
is like a cabbage in this society.
That's true.
So you deny any connection to the incidents
at the Fitzwilliam compound?
Heck, no.
There's an Aryan soldier who honors
and respects me inside the compound.
He carried out the mission for me.
I'm just saying I wouldn't call anyone about it.
That's just dumb.
But I guess there's a dummy in any group.
Right,Agent Cho?
[intense music]
[instrumental music]
Mr. Jane, may I ask--
Marcus, if I wanted to break into this compound
where would be the best place to do it?
- Excuse me? - Where's the weak link?
This property is 100% secure.
When you learned someone had been murdered
in the guesthouse, something popped into your mind.
An image of a location you've been worried about, a weakness.
What was it?
- No. - Yes.
- It's nothing, but, uh.. - Go on.
North wall.
Property bends around a gully.
Curve in the wall makes it hard for the sensors
to pick up movement.
Okay.
You'll need to go through the gate.
Okay. Of course.
This Aryan soldier, give me a name.
Yeah. No. Why would I do that?
You've had your revenge already.
Why not give up your man?
Life could be a lot easier for you in here
if we tell the warden you're helping us out.
Extra smokes, more yard time?
Yeah. Like that. Flat screen TV maybe.
You don't understand. There's honoramong us race warriors.
'Loyalty.'
'Brotherhood.'
Yeah, right.
What do you mean, "Yeah, right?"
It means you're wasting my time.
You have no one inside the compound.
There are no Aryan warriors out there
'awaiting your orders.'
You're a sad little man alone in a box
living on delusions of grandeur.
You are 100% wrong.
I got an army behind me. An army.
And I got a guy inside.
- 'No, you don't.' - Hey, wait a minute!
Howard Dressler is his name.
Myguy.Inside.
So choke on that, Cho.
Thanks.
HeilHitler.
[bangs on table]
[Velcro rips]
Blood pressure's still high.
So is your heart rate.
I'm gonna give you a Xanax to help calm you down.
I don't want any medication. Not today.
Any word on Abby?
No.
Then if you'll excuse me my mother's funeral
is this afternoon, and I really need to finish her eulogy.
- I'll come back later. - Thank you, Ed.
So you're holding the service here?
Yes. She's being buried on the property beside my father.
Surprising you're going ahead with it.
Given recent events.
What would you have me do, Mr. Jane?
I'm sorry if I'm not behaving the way you think I should.
It's not every day my mother dies
and my daughter goes missing.
Now if there's..
...anything else you need?
No.
Good.
Because I really mustfinish this.
By all means.
Hmm.
That's a beautiful rug.
- Thank you. - It's very nice.
Held up well...especially having kids in the house.
That's because I never let the girls play on it.
You said that.
But Abby didn't listen to you, did she?
No.
Whatever she was told not to do
that's exactly what she would do.
Always contrary.
Hard for someone like you to handle, I imagine.
Someone like me?
Disciplined. Rigorous.
Wound. You are wound.
It wasn't all bad.
She's a beautiful girl.
She's strong and funny..
...and we'd grown apart these past few years because..
Well, ever since my husband died
but even so, there were times when Abby and I were together
and it was as if she were a girl again.
And...we were happy.
She's dead, isn't she?
My daughter's dead.
It's not unlikely.
Excuse me.
What's this?
Visitor logs from the security team.
Every person who entered and left the compound
over the last three months.
Lisbon wants us to look through 'em.
Raymond Tubbs said he had a man
named Howard Dressler inside the compound.
Is that new?
Oh. Yes.
- 'It's a gift?' - Uh-huh.
From O'Laughlin, huh?
Uh-huh.
He has good taste.
Thanks.
What was that name again?
Uh, Howard Dressler.
- Got him. - Nice.
[instrumental music]
[cell phone ringing]
- What's up? - 'We found Howard Dressler.'
[Grace] 'He tried to run, but we caught him.'
'We're gonna take him in now for questioning.'
Nice work. I'll call you back. What's going on?
Perimeter sensor's been tripped.
Someone's trying to break onto the compound.
We're on our way.
CBI! Don't move.
Turn around slowly with your hands up.
Jane?
Hey, Lisbon.
When did you get here?
[instrumental music]
Hey, hey, hey. Jane.
How are you guys doing today?
I, myself..
...am having a great day.
I got a call from a Pauline Fitzwilliam
a Federal Judge...Fitzwilliam..
...saying that a CBI consultant
was caught stealing a rug from her residence.
- Ma'am, I sincerely apologize-- - Oh, hush, Lisbon.
There's no reason to apologize. I was working the case.
The rug was a stand-in corpse.
I just wanted to see if it was possible
for the killer to leave the compound with Abby's body.
And is it possible?
Not unless the culprit was a mountain gorilla.
So now you've had your fun, to no useful end
and now she's asking me to remove you from the case.
Is there any reason why I shouldn't do as she asks?
[sighs]
She's a suspect.
Really?
She hasn't been excluded, has she?
Then she's still a suspect..
...and it would look bad to be seen allowing a murder suspect
dictate the terms of an investigation.
Right?
Is this true, Lisbon?
Is she a suspect?
She has not been excluded.
Okay.
I'll give you some more rope.
Don't hang yourself with it.
And, you know, next time call me..
...when you want to do some more foolishness.
"Foolishness," I think, is a little harsh--
- Go. - Okay, I'm leaving.
I have your numbers.
Come on, Howard. Don't lie to me.
Already spoke to Raymond Tubbs.
Raymond Tubbs?
What about him?
Well, you tell me.
He's an American patriot.
I subscribe to some of his newsletters.
There's no crime in that.
Well, Tubbs says you're his guy inside the Fitzwilliam compound.
Says that you're the, uh
"Aryan warrior that avenged his unjust imprisonment.
- Killed Austin Marr." - Whoa.
I had nothing to do with that.
Okay. If you say so.
But you can see how it looks.
- Not good. - No, no, no.
I keep my business and my politics totally separate.
Oh, The Third Reich Pool Cleaning Company
doesn't play so good, huh?
[sighs]
I've exchanged a few e-mails with Tubbs.
That's all. If he says any different, he's lying.
I got immunity for what I say in here, right?
No.
Okay.
Occasionally..
...I got stuff for Abby.
Stuff? You sold her drugs?
A little coke. Some meth.
When was the last time you scored for her?
Not for a couple of months
but then the other day she hit me up.
She was in a real bad way.
She asked me for...an eight ball and some downers.
It took me a few days, but I got 'em.
But the morning I showed up, there was cops everywhere.
I didn't even get to give 'em to her.
Look, I know I screwed up, but I didn't kill Austin.
There was a useful end, by the way.
We now know for sure that nobody entered or left the property
the night of the murder, so she must've been murdered
in the guest room along with Austin.
- Then the killer hid her body. - We searched.
She's not on the compound.
You searched for a living, breathing woman
and not a dead body, big difference.
Why would the killer hide one victim
and leave the other one behind?
Good question.
We'll search the property again.
This time we'll get cadaver dogs
and more personnel.
No need. I know exactly where the body is hidden.
- Wait. What are you gonna do? - Just talk.
But they're in the middle of the funeral.
You can't just walk in there willy-nilly.
- Yeah. That's right. - Thank you.
- I forgot to call Hightower. - Hightower? Why?
Voice mail.
Hey, Hightower. It's Jane.
Just wanted to let you know that, uh, there's gonna be
what you like to call "foolishness" going on
at Ethel Sebring's funeral.
That's it. Have a great day.
She told me to call.
- Better hurry. - Jane.
Jane.
"God, our Father..
"...your power brings us to birth.
'"Your providence guides our lives..'
"...and by your command, we return to dust.
"Unite us together in one family
to sing your praise forever and ever, amen."
In the name of the Father and of the Son
'and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.'
Amen. Thank you, father.
Uh, good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.
My name is Patrick Jane.
For those of you who don't know me
I am a consultant with the CBI.
I know that you're all here today
to mourn the loss of Ethel Sebring.
But I have a very important announcement
that simply can't wait.
What is the meaning of this?
Uh, just bear with me, please
for one moment.
'Well, there's no easy way to say this'
so I'm just gonna come straight out with it.
Abby Fitzwilliam is dead.
- No. - Yeah, it's true, Sophie.
I'm very sorry for your loss.
[sobbing]
How?
We don't know all the details as yet
but we will know very soon.
Where is she?
[Jane] 'She's hidden in your grandmother's casket.'
[indistinct chattering]
It's quite clever, actually.
It's...it's one place
you wouldn't look for a body
other than the obvious... exception, of course.
Are you playing some sort of demented joke?
I wish I could say I was.
Uh..
They were both small women.
They could fit comfortably together in this box.
The only way we can tell for sure...is if we, uh..
Well, we're gonna have to take a quick peek.
'Um, w-we will do it inside.'
Uh, Dr. Saban will oversee proceedings
to make sure that everything is shipshape.
Agent, have you no control over this buffoon?
Lisbon, trust me. You gotta trust me on this one.
Mr. Jane is making a valid point.
Ma'am, you know more about the law than we do.
We can get a warrant, but..
...I think this will be quicker and less intrusive..
...with all due respect.
Checking the perimeter now.
- This is wrong. - Oh, please.
Ethel was dignified in life.
She'd want to remain so in death.
Doctor, you of all people, should know there's nothing
dignified about death.
What's going on?
Oh. You got my message?
Ma'am, everything is under control.
What's he doing to that casket?
Well, that's what I was calling you about.
Opening it.
Jane says that Abby Fitzwilliam's
body is in the casket.
Oh, my God.
Have you gone completely insane?
No, I don't think so.
[Dr. Saban] There we go.
Pauline, are you sure you wanna do this?
Just get it over with.
What?
Oh.
Oh, no.
Oh.
[thwacks]
The guests have been sent home. The funeral's been postponed.
- I hope you're happy. - Oh, it doesn't make sense.
Abby's body is not in this coffin.
- You promised me. - Yeah, I thought she was.
I was certain that she was in there.
Well, you were wrong.
Well, it doesn't make sense that I was wrong.
Stop saying that.
But this is the perfect place to hide the body.
It's the one place that no one would think to look.
- Jane, that's enough. - No, we..
She's on this compound. I know that.
I know that she's on this compound.
Jane.
We need to get the sniffer dogs
and the helicopters and..
'Cause she is here. I am so sorry.
[whispers] Sorry.
Okay. Alright. Um..
At first light tomorrow, I want you to start
a comprehensive search for Abby's body.
If she's here...find her.
[sighs]
She's here.
Lisbon, what were you thinking?
It was...no excuses, ma'am.
He asked me to trust him, and I did.
Your job is not to trust him.
Your job is to trust yourjudgment, not his.
That poor woman was in the ground.
Not in the ground, but on her way.
I mean, aren't we all on our way?
You have messed with the funeral of a High Court
judge's mother on the very day she finds out
that her daughter is most likely dead.
That is a very bad career move for all of us.
Sorry, if I got you guys into trouble.
- I made a mistake. - Oh, I'm sorry. Say that again.
I made a mistake. I said it twice. I won't say it again.
Because it just now occurs to me that perhaps I'll be proven
not quite as wrong as I appear to be in this very moment.
- Is that right? - Yes. In fact, I'm sure of it.
So don't worry. Your careers are safe.
Judge Fitzwilliam will change her tune
once I reveal her daughter's killer.
- Won't she? - I imagine she will.
When do you plan on doing that?
- This very evening. - This very night?
- But you have to trust me. - Right.
And what if you're wrong again?
Well, if I'm wrong, then we're in deep trouble.
But what are the chances, really
'of me being wrong twice in a row?'
Think about that one.
Of course, if either of you have a better idea
how to find Abby's body and catch her killer
please, these are not taxi doors.
They're ears.
[breathing loudly]
[whispering] It's not gonna work unless you're quiet.
[whispering] I can't keep quiet. My legs are asleep.
[sighs]
What do you mean, your legs are asleep?
Legs don't sleep.
It's absurd. I don't know why people say that.
[door opening]
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[cell phone ringing]
[whispering] Oh, damn.
[ringing continues]
[whispers] Damn.
[ringing continues]
[whispers] Where the hell is it?
[ringing continues]
[beeps]
Hello.
[Jane] 'What's up, doc?'
Put your hands in the air!
Sorry. Did we scare you?
You hid Abby's body and not Austin's because you had to.
Evidence of your guilt was inside Abby.
Come on. We both know the autopsy will confirm it.
You were giving Abby drugs.
A few days before Ethel died..
...Abby relapsed.
[Dr. Saban] She was an addict.
She was either gonna get her drugs
from me or from the street.
I was managing her addiction.
It's recognized therapeutic practice.
For which you were paid.
Well, yes, of course. I'm a doctor.
[Lisbon] Of course. So you weren't doing it to help Abby out.
You were doing it for the money.
With Ethel dying, you needed a new source of income.
[Lisbon] Then along came Abby, a rich, young addict.
[Abby moaning]
Abby, it's okay. You're okay.
[Abby moaning]
'You're okay. Abby.'
Abby. Abby. Ab-Ab-Abby, stay with me.
She OD'ed so fast.
I couldn't save her.
- Austin came back. - What's going on?
[Dr. Saban] Saw what had happened.
W-what'd you do to her?
He was gonna go to the police.
Turn me in.
My whole life was over
if he made that call.
I picked up the knife..
...just to stop him, not to hurt him.
I wasn't thinking.
Ah!
I figured if I made it look like Abby did it..
...people would believe it.
I knew if they found Abby's body
they'd find the drugs in her system.
So I hid her in my room
in the closet.
I was so scared when the police came to search the house.
I was sure they'd find her.
You took advantage of Abby.
She trusted you, and you preyed on her
in her weakest moment.
She never had a chance.
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[footsteps approaching]
- Hey. - Mmm.
So I just talked to Judge Fitzwilliam.
And?
And she says that if you will apologize
for the cavalier manner with which you
disrupted her mother's burial, she will not pursue
disciplinary action against you
or Lisbon or myself.
Hmm.
Tell her, Jane says
she's a self-righteous
embittered old bat and she should thank me.
Oh, God, Jane, please.
[Pauline] 'You're right, Mr. Jane.'
I came here for an apology.
But I realize now I was wrong to stand on my dignity.
'I am embittered.'
And your arrogant, callous
'juvenile behavior did'
reveal the truth after all, so..
...thank you.
'Thank you very much.'
Good evening to you.
Good evening.
Sorry.
Okay, then.
[sighs] Everyone's happy.
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