[female #1] 'Wow.'
- I'm just exhausted. - That was something.
- Good ride, boys, good ride. - Oh, look at that!
- Oh, man. - That is gorgeous.
It's beautiful.
[tires screeching]
- Well done, huh? - Let's get a picture.
- Of the group. - You know, that's great idea.
- Um. Right there. I think.. - Where do you wanna..
- Right here on the rock? - Right there.
- Now come over here. - Come on, everybody.
- Let's line up. - Alright, line it up.
Get tight, and we'll get back
on the road and ride some more.
- Alright, you ready? - 'How's my hair?'
- Alright. - 'Okay, one more.'
[tires screeching]
Not yet. One more vertical. Alright.
[car honking]
[indistinct shouting]
[crashes]
[male #1] 'What the hell was that?'
[intense music]
- Oh! - I don't see anybody.
Somebody moving down there?
That was crazy.
Came out of nowhere.
[male #2] 'Oh, my God.'
Somebody get help.
- Who is this? - Call 9-1-1.
- '9-1-1!' - 'Okay. I got it! I got it!'
- Let's go. - I'm getting my phone!
[intense music]
[groaning]
Help me.
- Relax. - Help me.
'It's gonna be fine. You gonna be okay.'
It's alright.
Hang in there.
[muffled screams]
[dramatic music]
[indistinct chattering]
[waves crashing]
I have a question.
Theoretically, if you wanted to break into
a maximum security prison, how would you do it?
You mean to get past the razor wire perimeter fence
the roaming patrols
closed circuit camera surveillance?
Yes.
[sighs] Theoretically, I don't think
you can break into a maximum security prison.
Hmm. Hmm.
I have plenty of other things I could be doing, Lisbon.
I don't know why you brought me out here.
It's good to get out in the sunshine and the fresh air.
You've been holed up for weeks
obsessing over Lorelei Martins.
It's unhealthy.
Lorelei Martins is the closest
we've ever gotten to Red John.
It doesn't bother you that the FBI
just took her away from us?
Of course, it bothers me
but there's nothing I can do about it.
There's nothing you can do either.
How long is this gonna take?
[sighs] It's a jurisdictional thing.
It shouldn't take more than a couple hours.
"Jurisdictional?"
Vehicular fatality. We're in a state park.
Park rangers aren't equipped
to deal with this sort of thing.
That's why we're here, to do the paperwork.
Excellent. Let's get on with it.
Shall we?
[instrumental music]
You guys must be CBI.
- It's about time, sign here. - 'Alright.'
[music continues]
Just my luck. Damn it!
What?
Get your yellow tape out. It's a crime scene.
- Say what? - It's a murder.
Do whatever it is you do when it's a murder.
Murder? What?
- No, it-it was an accident. - 'Oh, really?'
Why weren't there any skid marks?
[male #3] 'Well, but--'
Damage to the guard rail indicates the car
went straight through it at a high rate of speed.
Which means the driver never engaged the brakes
never touched the steering wheel.
So then, it's a suicide.
She was halfway through a cheeseburger.
She just had her car cleaned.
A-and where's her handbag?
A woman like this would have a handbag
unless, of course, you have it.
Do you have her handbag?
- 'No.' - Then it was stolen.
Probably by the same person that pushed her off the road
or tampered with her brakes.
- Wow. - Yes. Wow.
My work is done here.
[instrumental music]
[theme music]
Forensics just confirmed it.
No way those brake lines failed on their own.
- Definitely murder. - Poor kid.
What have we got so far?
Uh, the victim was Cassie Flood, 26.
She worked for Channel 7 doing human interest stories.
I recognize her.
She did that story
about the baby tiger at the zoo, right?
Probably.
The last story she did was on
space travel for rich people.
And ordinary people like me
will be able to fly into space on this?
'Just walk up and buy a ticket?'
There are no ordinary people, Cassie.
We are all of us extraordinary in our own way.
How much is it gonna cost for me to get on this flight?
First flight, quarter of a million. Thereabouts.
Wow, that is quite an expense for a 60-minute flight.
It's not the flight you pay for.
It's the landing.
Oh. Well, there you have it.
- 'Now back to Ed Hunt--' - Okay.
Well, she's very telegenic.
She ever do any hard news?
Something that would have made her enemies?
Yeah, maybe.
Couple months ago, she did a piece
on the Bells Glen Speedway.
Started as a human interest story about stock cars
but ended up exposing a black market
of stolen cars and auto parts.
This guy, Dickie Yuntz
set to be indicted any day.
- You and Cho follow up. - 'Okay.'
Grace, this wasn't originally treated as an accident.
Reinterview all the witnesses from the accident report.
See if anyone remembers anything suspicious.
Will do, boss.
[instrumental music]
Lisbon. So it's murder, is it?
It is. Let's go to the news station the victim worked at.
Uh, I'm kind of busy. Maybe later.
That's not how it works. We have to do our jobs.
Well, I think you can do it. You're very capable.
I'm not kidding. Come on, let's go.
Okay, I'll go to the news station with you
get you started and then you're on your own, alright?
I am not in the sixth grade. That doesn't work on me.
I can't promise I'll always be around
to help you, Teresa. Alright?
There will come a time when you might have to do all this
on your own.
And I want you to be prepared.
I am prepared to punch you
in the face all on my own.
And that's the weather. Ed?
Next up, did the Vice President
really say that?
Right after the break.
Okay, cue up the veep gaffe for when we're back.
- And.. - 'Alright, I'm on it..'
Get ready to go to sports.
So, Mr. Kasmir, did Cassie ever have
any threats directed against her?
Maybe after the Bells Glen Speedway story?
Uh, the first note came a week ago
saying Cassie should leave town and not come back.
The second note arrived yesterday.
Uh, you didn't think this was worth mentioning to the police?
[Kasmir] 'Look, we get crank letters all the time.'
We don't call the cops... every time one comes...in.
'Go with this version.'
Cassie was a valued person here.
She was a part of this team. We cared about her.
So don't mistake our commitment to the news
for a lack of feeling.
Oh, we're not here to judge. I promise you.
We're just trying to find Cassie's killer, same as you.
You guys are great.
Uh, tough, uh, good-looking, sincere.
Let's put you on the air
ask the public for information
you know, blah, blah, blah.
That's not how we work.
It could be good for your investigation.
Maybe later, if things don't work out.
[Jane] 'If you were to use one word'
to sum up Cassie, what would that word be?
Promise.
"Promise."
- She had great promise. - Great word.
Just the other day, I was telling her she had, uh
the anchor chair in her future.
Look, I don't want to force you to do anything
but public attention is good.
Bottom line...it could help you solve the case.
[Lisbon] 'Did you, uh, get any more of these letters?'
[Kasmir] I'll have to check with my intern, but why don't
'I get you on the air and we'll talk about it?'
- 'Mm, not gonna happen.' - 'You sure?'
[Lisbon] 'Absolutely positive. I don't belong on television.'
[machinery whirring]
Excuse me.
CBI. We're looking for Richard Yuntz.
[male #4] 'Yeah.'
Over there.
Police! Stop!
[intense music]
[clanging]
[music continues]
[thud]
California Bureau of Investigation.
- You're under arrest. - Alright, alright, relax!
Damn, I was just going to take a leak!
[indistinct chattering]
- All changes? - Thanks.
[sighs]
[clears throat]
Where are my glasses?
Tara, did you move my glasses?
I've told you before... do not touch them.
No, Ed, I didn't touch your glasses.
Well, where are they then?
You lost them, Ed, like you always do
and then you blamed me like you always do
and now I've called for the PA to bring you another pair
like I always do.
Ooh. Thank you, Erin.
Um, could you get me some chamomile tea for my throat?
- Sure thing. - Thank you.
[instrumental music]
Listen here, young woman.
I have three Emmy nominations.
I've worked with Brokaw and Blitzer.
- Show a little respect. - Regional.
Three regional Emmy nominations.
Regional.
[clears throat]
I'm Ed Hunt.
Say, you're the lady from the television.
- The-the-the weather, right? - Yes.
- Uh, Tara Skye. - That's right, yeah.
- Is that your real name? - Yes.
- That's very convenient. - Um..
What, uh, what can I do for you? Autograph?
No, no.
You-you probably heard about the murder.
Cassie Flood, yeah. Ugh, isn't it terrible?
- Yeah. - You with the cops?
Well, I'm-I'm a consultant, but, uh..
You worked with Cassie, so..
...you may be able to tell me the truth.
You know, I've, I've asked around about her
but everyone seems to want to just tell me
what they think they should tell, you know what I mean?
- Uh, totally. - Mm.
- What do you want to know? - Well..
If you were to describe Cassie in one word
what would that word be?
She was sleeping her way to the top, if that helps.
Well, that's a little more than one word
but I'm intrigued, go on.
The minute she got here
she jumped in the sack with Ed Hunt.
And lately, she started seducing Ryan Kasmir.
But...I don't, I don't want to speak ill of the dead.
They don't really care. They're dead.
Lisbon. Ah, there you are.
Uh, I found a real journalist to tell us the story.
'Tara, this is Teresa Lisbon.'
She works for the California Bureau of Investigation.
Hi.
Tara was just telling me
the truth about Cassie Flood.
- Really? - 'Mm.'
The day she died, I overheard her making plans
to meet with someone in secret.
Really? Who was it?
Did she tell you where she was going
or did you hear where she was going?
No, but she was conniving
and used her sexuality to get ahead, so, you know..
You think she was planning to meet a secret lover?
- Yeah. - Sly minx.
- I know, right? - Whoa.
Everyone treated her like
this perfect little angel.
[Jane] 'That must have been very frustrating.'
Yeah, I had been here for 16 months
before she even showed up
and in all that time, Hunt and Kasmir
never even gave me the time of day.
But her, with her East Coast journalism degree..
I mean...they-they were falling all over her.
There she was, worrying about journalism
while you were throwing yourself at Hunt and Kasmir
and sheis the one that ends up with the anchor chair.
Yeah. I mean, no. I mean...w-what?
Hell hath no fury like a slut outflanked.
You must have felt like killing her.
- Yeah. What.. - Really?
- Wait, no! - No?
- No! - Ow!
How dare you?
Well, she's a definite maybe.
That should give you enough to work with though.
- Don't you think? - I hope that hurt.
It did.
Tara Skye resented Cassie Flood
both romantically and professionally.
And she's got no alibi.
The producer Kasmir says
he had no romantic relationship with Cassie
and he says Tara Skye is a back-stabbing bitch.
And he's got an alibi for the night of the murder.
What about Ed Hunt?
- No alibi. - Hmm.
[Grace] 'Says he was at home.'
Yuntz has motive and a weak alibi
plus an understanding of cars.
Uh, what about the witnesses from the accident site?
Did they have anything useful?
Well, they all mentioned the driver who stopped
and was the first to help and made sure the EMTs were called.
Everybody talked about him, but I could never find him.
I've never been able to speak to him directly.
Did you get a description?
Thirties, balding, white guy
average height, no plate.
I'm having a sketch done.
Uh, we can try and get a public request.
Maybe somebody will come in.
In the meantime, I'm gonna go talk to Ed Hunt.
Alright.
[cell phone ringing]
Hey, Lisbon.
Uh, don't tell me you've
finished your case already.
[Lisbon on phone] 'Oh, we need to go and talk'
'to Ed Hunt. Where are you?'
Uh, I'm not really
available at the moment
but, uh, if you leave
'a message after the tone--'
Cho told me you asked him how to break into
a high-security prison?
Purely theoretical.
And by the way, he was no help whatsoever.
And you're banging your head against the wall.
You know, I'll be back soon
so you can catch me up on your case then.
I gotta go. Bye.
I have a meeting with a client.
I'm gonna have to ask you to turn around, sir.
But I have an appointment.
No, sir, you do not have an appointment.
You don't even know my name.
Nobody has an appointment.
'This is a federal prison.'
[engine revving]
We all know this money is well pledged, don't we, folks?
The environment, global warming
these are good causes.
And not just from the perspective
of beachfront property values.
But our host and primary backer's commitment
to these causes is no joke.
A man...I have the honor
of calling a friend... Tommy Volker.
[applauding]
'But he's not just about saving the planet.'
There's also adventure
and, uh, plenty of the good things in life.
But most importantly..
...there's this, ladies and gentlemen.
[instrumental music]
A seat...on the maiden flight
of the Volker Intergalactic
the hardest ticket to get in the whole world.
Bidding starts at 200,000.
And remember, you can write this off.
[all laughing]
[applauding]
Thank you.
Thanks for being here. Appreciate it.
Thank you for being here.
Uh, Mr. Hunt. I'm Teresa Lisbon with the CBI.
Could we talk?
Yeah. Sure.
[sighs]
Cassie was a great gal.
She was a real asset to the team.
[sighs] It was a tragedy to lose her.
I was told you had a relationship with her.
I have a relationship with all my colleagues.
But I'm-I'm guessing that you mean something more.
Yeah, I mean something more.
Is that a common occurrence with younger reporters
or did you pick Cassie out specially?
Tara Skye has been filling your ear with poison, has she?
The truth is, Cassie and I were the best of friends.
- Mm. - But we were never exclusive.
So you don't deny the affair?
Oh, affair, that's, that's an awfully big word.
We had a moment.
Then we both moved on. No hard feelings.
I wonder if Cassie Flood would agree with that description
if she were here to answer.
Here, look, I..
...have got a picture of..
...us at the museum's opening of the new Asian wing
two weeks ago.
'Does that look like people who don't get along?'
- Is that Tommy Volker? - That's right.
That was the night Cassie convinced him
to do the interview.
Oh. Uh, how well do you know Tommy Volker?
We're old friends.
We run in the same circles. Dakar, Baja.
We both like adventure
challenges, you know.
Could-could you introduce me?
Sure. Come on.
I got people will say you told them
you had plans to spit on Cassie Flood's grave, Mr. Yuntz.
And yet the best alibi that you can offer
is that you were at the movies..
...by yourself.
What can I tell ya?
I might have whacked her, if I knew
what kind of story she was planning
make me look so bad.
But it didn't.
So I didn't.
No point killing her after the fact, right, counselor?
Indeed, no point.
Uh, Agent Rigsby..
[sighs] ...if you believe and have evidence
that my client has committed a crime, please charge him.
Otherwise, we're done.
Yeah.
We're done.
[scoffs]
- For now. - Always a pleasure.
Gotta get across town.
Nice talking with you, Agent Bigsby.
[jazz music]
Hey. Tommy.
Got someone I want you to meet.
Agent Lisbon, Tommy Volker.
Tommy, Teresa Lisbon.
From the CBI.
Oh. Would you excuse us for a minute?
Agent. It's a pleasure.
What brings you here?
I'm looking into the death of a young journalist.
Cassie Flood. She interviewed you.
Uh, excuse me.
Yeah. I heard about that.
It's, uh...it's a terrible thing. How can I help?
Does anything come to mind that might be useful
for our investigation?
She was, uh, poised and charming for her age.
And she had a wicked sense of humor as well.
I doubt that helps much.
What a senseless tragedy.
I'm sorry. Mr. Volker, we have to go.
You're being conferenced into the Mumbai board meeting
in 20 minutes.
So sorry about this, Agent Lisbon.
If there's anything I can do to help your investigation
I will, um..
Uh, here's my personal number.
Call me anytime.
And I mean that.
Okay. Thanks.
[indistinct chattering]
- Yuntz lawyered up? - 'Yep.'
- 'We're getting nowhere.' - Or maybe not.
Look at this.
The Tide's Edge Hotel.
Huh.
'The only access is from the road that Cassie was on.'
Not only that, Cassie Flood
rented a room on her credit card.
When I called, front desk told me
Mr. Flood is still there. She's single.
Nice. I'll get Cho. We'll go pick him up.
No need. CHP's bringing him in.
Should be here any minute.
[elevator bell dings]
This is an outrage!
Since when is California a paramilitary state, huh?
Ow! You're hurting me!
[exhales loudly]
[instrumental music]
[cell phone ringing]
Hey.
Are you planning on coming
to work anytime soon?
Well, yeah. Soon-ish.
But, uh..
[sizzles]
I still got a few things to, uh, figure out.
Why, is there a break in the case?
- As a matter of fact, there is. - Really? What?
I've got somebody here who says Cassie Flood
was murdered by Tommy Volker.
Mr. Berman. You may take a seat.
'Or should we call you Mr. Flood?'
Alright, look.
Cassie Flood was gonna publish a takedown piece
in my magazine showing billionaire philanthropist
Tommy Volker to be a sleazy criminal
who just talks a good game.
And Cassie Flood brought her story to you, why?
Because of the wide readership you receive?
Cassie and I went to journalism school together.
And she knew that I publish a highly respected
'investigative monthly.'
[Cho] 'Opinions differ.'
Some think you publish a lefty rag
that sees conspiracies under every rock.
I won a Polk Award.
Yeah. And you were sued for libel.
Any good journalist gets sued. It's part of the job.
Cassie came to me because she knew I'd have the courage
to run her story when nobody else would.
Which was?
Volker had a geothermal project
in the Amazon rainforest which was going
to double his presence in the emerging markets.
But when an indigenous tribe claimed the land sacred
it threatened to kill his deal.
So...he made them disappear.
The whole tribe?
A whole village... found in a mass grave.
'The killing was blamed on fighting between'
drug traffickers and leftist rebels
a terrible tragedy that just so happened
to remove all opposition to Volker's project.
Come on, nobody could get away with something like that.
Volker did.
Look, he's smart.
Does anything possible to keep his hands clean.
He'll get other people to do his dirty work.
But Cassie, she caught him anyway.
How?
She had an inside source
in Volker's organization.
That source gave her audit trails.
Audit trails never lie.
Cassie was bringing me the hard evidence when she died.
"Audit trails?"
You follow the money
you always get to the truth.
'Cassie was a top-notch investigative journalist.'
She was wasted on television.
Hence the missing bag.
Grace's good Samaritan
was there to get the evidence.
Show Volker this sketch and watch his face.
- I know what to do. - I know you do.
You go, girl. Huh?
[instrumental music]
[tires screech]
[music continues]
[grunts]
Thank you. Agent Lisbon.
Is there something wrong? What's the matter?
I'm sorry to blind-side you
but I have some questions
I need to ask you, if you don't mind.
Mr. Volker's flying to New York.
Of course.
As I said before
whatever I can do to help.
The thing is, we found out
where Cassie was going the day she died.
Really? Where?
She was going to meet a man named Steve Berman.
And you think this Berman killed her?
We don't know, but he told us
some pretty strange things I wanted to run by you.
[Volker] 'Alright.'
Did Cassie ever ask you
about the Amazon rainforest
when you and she spoke?
"The Amazon rainforest?" No.
Did she ever mention a geothermal project
that you have down there?
[laughs] Good Lord, no.
Cassie and I talked about my, uh, self-consciousness
growing up with a stutter
and my feeling that I needed to give something back
because of all I received.
That's all?
No, we also bonded over having both been raised
by our grandmothers, and we also swore
that we'd both remain committed
to making the world a better place
for our having been in it.
Amanda, you were there.
Did, uh, did our Amazon project come up?
No. The-the Amazon was never mentioned.
She never mentioned a village being massacred?
[laughs] Good Lord, no.
What a bizarre question.
What village? What massacre?
I'm just following a lead, sir.
You know, perhaps I should give you an alibi.
It's alright, I wouldn't expect
a man in your position to do the dirty work himself.
Sorry.
No offense. Cop humor.
By the way...do you recognize this man?
[Volker] 'No. Why?'
Just following a lead, like I said.
Agent, I know you're under a lot of pressure right now.
People want you to solve this case yesterday.
I know what that's like.
I appreciate that.
So I don't want you to worry
that you've offended me in any way.
You don't, do you?
No, if you say I haven't.
[chuckles] Well, that's a relief.
Now I really must be going.
Amanda, call me from the office.
There's some things I need done before I land.
- We'll talk again, I'm sure. - Mm.
Please...feel free to drop by anytime.
Lisbon, what gives?
This has gone on too long.
I need you to accept the fact
that you cannot break Lorelei Martins out of prison.
Yes, I know that now. Thank you, you were right.
You've come up with some plan you don't want me to know about.
Well, that's an interesting theory.
I can see by your face
that Volker yielded nothing.
But you still like him for the murder.
Yes, but he's tight as a drum.
His assistant's looking very promising.
I'm gonna go down there and try to talk to her alone.
Do you want me to come with you?
Don't bother. I can manage.
You haven't really worked on this case anyhow.
Okay.
Uh, then... why are you here?
Why areyouhere?
Repetition is the lowest form of repartee.
Please, we can do a little better than that.
Okay, Lisbon, I will get on the case. I promise.
See you later.
[instrumental music]
[doorbell rings]
[knocking on door]
Amanda, it's Agent Lisbon. I need to speak to you.
I don't think that's a good idea.
[Lisbon] 'Amanda, listen to me.'
I know you think that Volker killed Cassie Flood.
I think you're very afraid right now.
'I can help you.'
You can't say things like that. That's not true.
You could get me in serious trouble.
Why, if it's not true?
Look, Volker was in San Francisco
at a charity event with 300-400 other people.
I was there with him.
He couldn't have killed Cassie Flood.
I think we both know he wouldn't have killed her himself.
No, I don't know that.
Amanda, if you keep silent
you are just as guilty as he is.
It's the same as if you killed those people yourself.
Not just Cassie Flood, but every person
in that Amazon village.
Women, children, babies.
[instrumental music]
You don't know what he's like.
What he's capable of.
Amanda, I promisenothing is gonna happen to you
as long as you do the right thing.
I don't know.
You don't want this on your conscience.
Any of it. You can't.
After the TV piece..
...she came back and she was asking questions
about the geothermal project.
And the massacred village.
And he told her that the stories weren't true.
But I could see that he was angry..
...and lying.
That's all I know.
It's not enough to prove anything, is it?
No. No, but it helps.
Thank you, Amanda. You are doing the right thing.
One last time.
Do you know who this man is?
'No.'
Who is he?
We're still trying to figure that out.
What will I do now?
Nothing.
After we arrest Volker
you're gonna need to come in and testify
as to what you heard.
Until then, just keep quiet.
Carry on as normal. Let us take care of everything.
I'm scared.
Do not worry.
When it's time for you to speak, we'll protect you.
You have my word.
[man on TV] 'Sounds like it's gonna be a hot one.'
[woman on TV] 'You're not wrong there, Ed'
'but beautiful.'
Anybody out there who can
it'd be a great time to visit
the mountains or the beach.
Not so easy if you're a working man, Tara.
[Tara on TV] 'Or a woman, Ed.'
[cell phone rings]
[Ed on TV] 'Right.'
[ringing continues]
Hello, Lisbon. How do you do?
[Lisbon] 'She cracked. Volker's our man.'
She doesn't have enough to press charges on him.
We still need the actual killer.
Hmm. Funny you say that.
- I just had an idea. - What kind of idea?
Come by the newsroom tomorrow and I'll show you.
'Oh, and-and bring Cho.'
- Goodnight. - 'Wait, what kind of id..'
Jane.
[instrumental music]
[cell phone ringing]
Hello, Lisbon. You at the newsroom?
- Yeah. Where are you? - I'll be there in a minute.
I need to see an optometrist.
- What? - I'll be with you soon.
- You're doing what? - I'm going on the air.
Mr. Kasmir convinced me that it's the right thing to do.
Ed, wind it up and go to commercial.
We'll be right back after this.
Okay, but I'm gonna have to look at the list of questions first.
No need to worry about that, Lisbon.
I've taken care of that already.
Ed, when we come back from the commercial break
'we'll go to an update on the progress'
in the Cassie Flood murder case.
[Ed] Okay. Is Mr. Jane here?
Coming right in. Okay, come on.
Showtime.
Let's go get you prepped.
Give him some lipstick and some blush.
Tara, did you move my glasses?
[sighs]
- Tara? - No.
- Tara. Earth to Tara. - 'No.'
- Did you move my glasses? - No.
No.
I will lay out the progress
of the case thus far and then I'll go to you.
Alright, Ed, and I'll bring it home
by telling you how we caught the killer.
- Y-you caught the killer? - Yeah.
[Ed] 'Well, that's, that's great.'
Who is it?
W-wh...what-what was it that, uh
that led you to him?
It was all about the car in the end.
- "The car?" - News to me.
So we're just gonna blow off the weather?
And we're live in three, two, one.
This is Ed Hunt
with a special report on the Cassie Flood murder case.
Patrick Jane is a consultant
with the California Bureau of Investigation.
- Hi, Ed. - Mr. Jane.
You've got shocking new information
in the Cassie Flood murder, is that right?
Yes, I do, Ed.
Now, Cassie's car was tampered with
but earlier here at the station, we received
a note that was connected to a story of Cassie's
about the Bells Glen Speedway.
Are these things connected?
Well, that was an early avenue of the investigation.
Y-you're right there, Ed.
But it turns out that's not
what I'm here to talk about.
Um..
- You're, you're not? - No.
What the hell is he doing?
Is he going off script?
Yeah. He does that.
Uh, Tara, tell me
'do you know Tommy Volker?'
Uh...no.
I-I mean, Iknowofhim.
Right. Uh, Ed, you know Tommy Volker, don't you?
Agent Jane, you were going to tell us
about the Bells Glen Speedway.
Cassie Flood told you she wanted to do
a story on Tommy Volker
and the massacred village in the Amazon, right?
Okay-okay, let's, uh, let's cut this.
This is great television. Keep rolling until I say stop.
Ed, you-you and Tommy are old acquaintances, aren't you?
You do these adventures together
like the, the Dakar rally.
You're-you're-you're adventurers. Right?
Mr. Jane, um..
...these are not the questions we discussed.
The Dakar Rally is an endurance car race.
You and Mr. Volker must know a lot about cars.
Alright, we've...had enough.
Do you deny that you competed
in the Dakar Rally with Mr. Volker?
Of course not.
'And you don't deny having the'
uh, necessary knowledge
to tamper with Cassie Flood's car?
- Yes! - 'Yes.'
No. No!
Do you deny that these are your glasses?
Uh, well, they-they do... they look like mine.
Mm. Uh-huh.
We found them in the wreckage of Cassie's car.
[chuckles] Well, that's impossible. I wasn't wearing them.
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I..
...I did not..
...leave those in her car.
But you do admit to tampering with Cassie Flood's car?
No.
As God is my witness, no.
I think that counts as an admission of guilt.
Don't you?
Go get him, Cho.
We'll be right back after this
short commercial break.
I had no idea she'd be driving
on a road like that.
You've gotta believe that.
I only meant to scare her.
Just...to get her off the air.
That's why you sent the notes, to make her leave town?
[sighs] I thought if she believed
Yuntz was out to get her, she'd..
...leave the station, go someplace else
take somebody else's job.
Not mine.
Instead, you ended up killing her.
[sighs]
It wasn't my idea.
Volker..
[chuckles]
...put me up to it.
He had you tinker with her car?
[sighs]
We used to, uh, joke about
doing it during the Dakar..
...as a prank on somebody, you know.
So Volker told you to use it to take care of Cassie.
It was more of a dare.
I couldn't back down without looking like a coward.
A dare?
That was enough to convince you to murder Cassie Flood?
It wasn't supposed to be a murder!
So you were manipulated into committing a murder
beneficial to Tommy Volker.
And readily admit that you have no evidence
that could implicate him at all. Is that about right?
This guy's a fool.
But this Volker seems formidable.
As smart and as careful as I thought.
I don't know. How could he be sure she'd be killed?
It looks like he just got lucky.
No, no. He always had a plan B.
The good Samaritan wasn't just there to get the evidence.
He also made sure she was dead.
Volker's not gonna get away with this.
I am gonna get him.
If not for the murder, then whatever
Amanda Shaw can give me.
Tax evasion, fraud,
unpaid parking tickets.
I-I-I'm gonna bring in
Amanda and lean on her.
Look at you! So tough.
I'm getting goose bumps.
[phone vibrating]
[ringing]
[phone vibrating]
[clattering]
[grunting]
[intense music]
[choking]
It's been ten hours since anybody's
heard from Amanda Shaw.
We need a warrant to get into
her apartment right away.
Thanks, judge. Let's go.
[thud]
[sighs] Damn it.
Let's get her down from there.
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[indistinct chattering on radio]
She left a suicide note, you know?
Via e-mail.
Laying blame at your feet.
You will not get away with this. I promise.
[chuckles]
You have no idea what's happening at all, do you?
Enjoy your job while you still have it, Teresa.
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Agent Lis-bon.
It-it's Lisbon.
Lisbon. Pardon me.
Bob Kirkland, Homeland Security.
We don't know each other, but we need to talk.
How can I help you, Mr. Kirkland?
Call me Bob.
Okay. What is it?
Volker.
You need to stop worrying about him, okay?
"Stop worrying about him."
What is that supposed to mean?
I'm telling you off the record that
it's being taken care of, trust me.
You should take a step back.
So you can take credit for the arrest? Not a chance.
No.
No, it's not like that.
But Volker is..
...he's a very powerful man..
...agent.
Big contributor to a lot of campaigns.
Is that supposed to scare me?
No.
You just need to watch your step.
Can I buy you a cup of coffee sometime?
Sure.
Sorry, Mr. Jane.
Do I know you?
No.
But I know you.
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