Help!
(Gasping)
(Joan) Megan!
In here, mom.
Oh.
Hi.
Your usual.
Thank you.
So...
this is the room you want to do what with exactly?
Well, I'm no interior decorator,
but I want to fix it up for Lacey.
Interior designer. That's what the professionals call them.
Okay. I want to make it nice
because Lacey's gonna stay here more often.
Really?
And you have all this worked out with Todd?
Mom.
(Drops magazine)
You're here to help me pick out a color.
What do you think of that?
I think I should introduce you to my interior designer.
(Cell phone rings)
(Ring)
(Beeps)
Dr. Hunt.
(Police radio chatter)
Morning, Dr. Hunt.
Hey, Dani.
Hey, I'm Dani.
Oh, you two haven't...
No, but I've seen you around.
Yeah, you, too. Sure. I'm Peter.
Nice to finally meet you.
You, too.
(Sam) Look at that.
(Sighs)
Hey, Dani.
What's up with girls using guys' names?
I think it's very cool.
(Indistinct conversations)
on a bridge upstream.
One of 'em used the deceased as a lifeline.
Divers pulled her out ten minutes ago.
Expensive lingerie.
Manicured nails.
Skin texture suggests immersion for at least 2 days.
I assume we have no I.D. (Camera shutter clicking)
Nope. And nothing from missing persons.
Superficial wounds,
but...
nothing that appears fatal yet.
Oh.
That's a nice compound fracture to the left humerus.
Well, the divers had a rough time
pulling her up from the rocks.
So someone bludgeoned her
or it was the river or the divers
or a combination of all three.
Peter.
Yeah?
Get water samples.
Got it.
See you in autopsy.
You lookin' for guppies?
(Chuckles)
Diatoms.
They're unicellular algae that thrive in water.
If she drowned, we should be able to find it in her blood.
I thought water in the lungs determined drowning.
Well, yeah, but these are good, too.
And, uh, since they live in colonies along the river, then...
They'll help you figure out where she went in.
You're a quick study.
That's what they tell me.
(Kate) I appreciate you dropping me of at work.
Ah, no. It's no problem.
We'll make up for it next weekend.
I was thinking about taking a trip somewhere.
Where?
Somewhere beyond cell phone range.
What about Lacey?
Hey, now that we're not moving to California,
Megan's been angling to spend more time with her.
Means more time for us, too.
Are you okay?
Yeah. We'll talk about it later.
(Opens door)
(Closes door)
Isn't this your day off?
Yep.
Do I want to know?
(Kate) Nope.
Dr. Murphy.
You taking another case away from me?
Ah, hell.
How about you just accept the help, Megan?
Why does that make me nervous?
(Morris) If you ladies are finished with the coffee klatch,
can we get started, please?
(Sam) Well, we ran her prints.
Got a hit to an FBI database.
Her name is Amy Green.
As in the old French Amee.
(Stammers) It means "beloved."
(Chuckles) He's on the hunt for baby names.
Aw. That's sweet.
Okay, can we focus, please?
Is there any chance this young woman just drowned?
Ethan is pulling femoral blood to find diatoms.
We'll know soon enough.
Why was this girl's name in the FBI database?
She was printed for her job.
Um, she worked for Maven Industries
as a pharmaceutical rep.
Oh, she was a pharm girl.
I met quite a few of those when I was neurosurgeon.
Very ambitious.
We, uh, have an address for a corporate apartment,
but we're still looking for her family.
Ugh. Okay, this is weird.
I... I'm not getting any blood from the femoral.
Check the other one.
There's some kind of fibrous material under her nails.
We'll need pictures, Ethan.
Ethan... that's a great name.
Forever spoiled, thank you very much.
(Megan) I have got a compound fracture
to the left humerus.
I can't tell whether it's ante or post mortem.
(Kate) I'll put a rush on X-ray.
Well, she's been in the water for a while.
Could be aquatic animal activity.
Could you be more specific?
Fish bites.
Ah.
Ah...
I... I can't find any blood in her arteries.
Could it have washed away?
Even if she transected an artery,
there'd still be some in her veins.
Okay, but I'm telling you,
there's no blood in this woman's body.
Maybe she's a vampire.
Yeah, but see, vampires have blood in their veins.
Not if another vampire sucks it out of them.
You're perfect.
What?
Uh, either way, you know,
vampires can't drown, so...
What is this, a "twilight" convention?
Dani, don't you have someplace to be?
- I was invited. - By who?
I just got this from the lab.
Hey, Dani.
What you got for me?
A diatom from the river.
Definitely not a guppy.
(Chuckles) Hey, my turn, my turn.
Here we go. Here we go. My turn. (Chuckles)
I pulled this from Amy's bone marrow.
So she did drown.
Yeah, but we have a problem.
Yes, you do.
They don't match.
You're sure this is right?
It's right. I double-checked myself.
Amy had diatoms in her bone marrow.
- She drowned. - But they didn't come
- from the Schuylkill River. - So where'd they come from?
We found her body here.
She drowned here.
The Gulf of Maine?
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(Indistinct conversations)
Are you sure this is the right place?
It's the address that Amy's company gave me.
♪3 City Lofts.
Well... oh, no, uh...
(Indistinct conversations continue)
(Sighs)
♪
Excuse me?
Does Amy Green live here?
Yes, but she's in Denver right now.
Hi, my name is Molly Anderson. Himstim regional rep.
It's the next Viagra. You want to try it?
Oh, um... wife's pregnant.
Oh, well, that is the best time to use it.
Try telling my wife.
(Laughs)
So what is your specialty, doctor...
uh, urology, cardiology, psychology?
Criminology.
How long have you all been roommates?
Almost two years.
I can't believe Amy's dead.
So, Beth, you were Amy's assistant,
and, Molly, you worked for Amy's biggest competitor?
Mm-hmm. That's right.
And yet, you choose to have a product party here?
(Molly) We're all friends, detectives.
We help each other out.
When was the last time either of you saw Amy?
Two days ago.
Here at the apartment. She was going to the airport.
She went to Denver for a conference.
After that, she was supposed to visit her family in Iowa.
We have reason to believe that Amy was in Maine two days ago.
Do you have any idea why she might have been there?
Well, Amy was seeing somebody,
but I thought she broke it off with him.
Name?
I don't know.
It wasn't serious.
Some guys are for marrying.
Other guys are for...
Himstim?
(People speaking indistinctly)
So Amy didn't drown.
There's no middle ear hemorrhaging
or pulmonary edema.
So how do you explain the diatoms?
We can't, any more than we can explain the loss of blood.
Anything from Bud and Sam?
Yeah, Amy was dating some mystery guy.
Did you find any evidence that shows
that she was seeing somebody the night that she died?
(Curtis) - How about her last meal? - Ah.
(Sniffs) Seafood.
Rare belon oysters.
You just happen to know that?
I know food.
The lab I.D.'ed 'em. Also I.D.'ed...
Diatoms. That's how they got into her system.
From eating oysters?
Diatoms are oyster food,
and Amy had ulcerations in her stomach.
Yeah, the ulcers act like a freeway
for the diatoms to enter her blood stream.
Okay, so where would somebody
find rare belon oysters in Philly?
(People speaking indistinctly)
What you lookin' at me for?
(Scoffs)
Okay.
I know a place that flies 'em in fresh.
(Megan and Kate laugh)
(Woman) American Airlines
flight 221 now boarding.
These oysters come packed in their own seawater.
Try one?
- No. - Flown in fresh, huh?
Oh, yeah.
My buddy in T.S.A. hooks me up.
The only place in Philly you can find 'em fresh.
(Slurps) - Mmm. - Huh?
Verdict?
Oh, that's delicious.
(Laughs)
You recognize her?
Yeah. That looks like sweetness.
Sweetness?
Chris gives us all nicknames.
It's so cute.
(Woman giggles)
- I'm Sassy. - And you must be...
Giggles.
What are you asking about Amy for?
You know Amy?
(Sighs)
Was Amy in two nights ago?
(Sighs) Oh, it was busy, so I can't really say.
What's this about anyway?
Amy's body was pulled from the Schuylkill this morning.
Oh, my God. Did she drown?
We're not sure how she died.
(People speaking indistinctly)
(Clicks tongue)
Well, if you do remember anything...
you let us know, all right?
Yeah.
(Indistinct conversations)
So two nights ago,
they were supposed to be on a flight to Denver,
but Amy stayed behind,
and they were under the distinct impression
that she blew off the trip for a date.
(Voice breaking) Amy was a very determined girl.
She had to do everything her own way.
How so, Mrs. Green?
The job with Maven?
I was against her taking it.
Why is that?
Amy was so nice,
always had the best intentions.
And the pharmaceutical business can be cutthroat?
I was afraid the job would change her.
Amy had ulcers, Mrs. Green.
Was... anything bothering her?
Was she unusually stressed?
Not that I know of.
Was she in a relationship?
(Inhales deeply)
She didn't talk about anyone.
Her only concern was her job.
I should've fought harder.
I shouldn't have let her go.
We're gonna find who did this.
When can I bring her home?
We still have to determine
exactly how she died.
But I promise, we'll let you know as soon as we can.
Here's the security footage from two nights ago.
You need anything, I'll be in there with animal control.
Someone brought a dozen Jesus lizards from Costa Rica
on board a 747 this morning.
Well, thanks... Sue.
(Indistinct conversations)
Parents Johnny Cash fans?
What do you think?
(Indistinct conversations continue)
(Clicks tongue)
He's Sue. You're Sam. She's Dani.
What the hell is going on?
Will you stop stressing about baby names?
It's the first decision you make for your kid.
It's a lot of pressure.
Hold it. Check this out.
That's Amy in the green suit.
And that is not a secret boyfriend.
That is Amy's assistant Beth.
She told us
the last time she saw Amy was at the apartment.
She lied.
Mom, dad's waiting in the car.
I can't be late for school.
Okay, okay. I just want to show you this really quick.
(Inhales sharply)
It's just... it's a mess now,
but I've got this interior decorator...
I mean, a designer helping me.
I... I thought it was fine before.
Yeah, for every other weekend.
But since you're gonna be spending more time here now,
I want it to be nice.
More time here?
That's what you said, isn't it?
That you want to stay in Philadelphia to be with me.
Yeah...
and my friends and grandma.
Yeah, of course, but...
you want to...
spend more time here...
right?
Sure.
(Morris) Here you are.
Is it just me, Beth, or have you had a makeover?
I've been promoted to Amy's position.
Have you now?
So you lied to us about Amy going out of town?
I was scared to say anything in front of Molly.
Scared? Why?
Amy blew off Denver to chase a big account.
But Amy was dead when we talked to you.
Why would you care if Molly found out?
Unless you wanted the account for yourself.
Oh.
Detectives, I'm not a violent person.
Try again.
Five years ago... assault and battery,
reduced to a misdemeanor?
I was in veterinary school interning at the zoo.
Some drunk tried to jump a fence,
so I tackled him, and the jerk pressed charges.
Look... (Sighs)
Amy gave me a chance to reinvent myself.
She took me under her wing.
I would never hurt her.
(Sighs)
Where did you take Amy
after you picked her up from the airport?
Dr. David Cryer's office.
He's a bigwig cardiologist
at the Pharmacy and Therapeutics Board
at Philly General.
It's a huge account.
Everyone wants it.
So I reviewed the X-rays.
Hairline fractures
to her lower extremities, wrists,
and right frontal parietal, all ante mortem.
(Cell phone rings)
(Ring)
(Beeps)
Has Todd said anything to you
about Lacey spending more time with me?
No.
You know, the more time she spends at my place,
the more time you have with Todd alone.
(Chuckles) Win-win.
Exactly.
The compound fracture to her humerus
transected the artery here, but it was post mortem
so there's still no explanation for the blood loss.
Well, I have petechial hemorrhaging
on the serosal surfaces
of the organs, right and left side.
Could be caused by infection, asphyxia, toxic exposure.
Or a drug.
(Chuckles)
We need to find out what kind of drugs
these girls are selling.
(Morris) Could you get Dr. Cryer out here?
(Woman) I'm sorry, but if you want to see the doctor,
you have to make an appointment.
I don't think you understand. This is a murder investigation.
You have to make an appointment.
Do you want to be arrested for obstruction?
Alice, those are really pretty flowers.
Are they from someone special?
(Chuckles) No.
They're Dr. Cryer's favorite... Birds of Paradise.
He gets them fresh every day.
So there's nobody special? Come on. I don't believe that.
Looking forward to your business, Dr. Cryer.
Jarvis Pharmaceuticals will take good care of you.
I'm sure they will.
Molly.
Fancy seeing you here.
Girl's gotta work, detective.
Who's next?
We are.
Amy was here a couple of days ago
pitching Maven's new beta blocker.
Why didn't you buy from her?
Molly's company's bigger.
I knew they'd cut a better deal.
Did Amy ever give you any of Maven's products?
Yes.
Did Amy's assistant Beth ever contact Dr. Cryer?
Just to send over samples.
We're gonna need those samples.
Sorry. I have confidentiality agreements
with the companies.
Come on, Alice. You're the gatekeeper.
You know exactly what kind of samples these girls leave.
Oh, baby, they leave more than samples.
Try pens,
mugs, squeezy balls,
notepads,
- food. - What kind of food?
Oysters.
Amy brought them for me every time we met.
Her boyfriend had a contact.
Boyfriend?
(Morris) Chris, the way you lied to us,
it wasn't just stupid, it was insulting.
You knew we were talking to Amy's coworkers, her friends.
What did you think was gonna happen?
I didn't lie.
You sat there, shucking oysters in our faces,
while your girlfriend lay dead in the morgue.
Why didn't you tell us you were seeing Amy?
Because I wasn't.
(Sighs)
Amy broke up with me a month ago.
Okay, so Amy comes... (Cell phone rings)
(Ring)
Amy comes back into town,
you try to hook up, she refuses...
that the way it went down?
You're wrong.
Amy and I got along.
We're... we're both from small towns,
blue-collar families.
Amy was...
(Sighs) she was sweet.
But she was also smart, driven.
She knew what she wanted.
And it wasn't you.
How'd she die, anyway?
We think someone gave her a drug.
Doctor, you...
Did Amy ever talk about the drugs she was selling,
anything that she had to be extra careful with?
- No. - Dr. Hunt.
Outside?
(Indistinct conversations)
You're giving the suspect information.
I thought he could help us with C.O.D.
Well, that is your job, not the suspect's.
And, hey, never bring that thing in here again.
This was about Lacey.
When you have your kid, you'll understand.
Lacey...
(Indistinct conversations continue)
that a family name?
No.
It just...
came to me the first time I held her.
She was...
soft and delicate.
What would've happened if she was crabby and whiny?
I would've called her Bud.
(Indistinct conversations continue)
(Sighs)
(Panting)
Oh, Dr. Hunt, I'm so glad I caught you...
Put a rush on those drug samples
that Amy left at Cryer's office.
Already done. Can you just slow down?
And I want results on the trace
that we found under Amy's nails.
Bud wants evidence linking this Chris Quinn
to Amy's death.
Okay, okay, I'll look right into it.
Can you just stop for a second so I can talk to you?
I'm just trying to... warn you.
(Sighs)
Grandmother, you really shouldn't touch that.
Oh.
(Clatters)
(Lacey) Grandma, seriously.
Lacey.
Are you all right?
No, she's not.
She called, very upset.
Aren't you, Lacey?
Well, I... I mean, I... I... I guess...
yeah.
(Knock on door)
Hi. Uh, Ethan said you wanted to see me.
(Joan) Megan didn't. I did.
I wasn't able to reach Todd, or he would've been here, too.
You see, you're all making decisions for Lacey
without asking what she really wants.
I am not the one who's trying to drag her to California.
Wait. I'm not making decisions for anybody.
Oh, you spending the night at Lacey's house
isn't your decision?
Ethan, what is it?
Uh, an update on the trace un... under Amy's fingernails.
Can't that wait?
(Kate and Megan) No!
Lace, I'll talk to you later.
Mother...
I don't even know where to begin.
Thanks a lot, grandma.
I just, um...
I don't want to talk.
Okay. I didn't hear any...
(clears throat) Well,
now I know where you got your interpersonal skills.
Did you find something?
Yes. The fibrous material under Amy's fingernails
are tiny bits of some kind of paper
along with traces of arsenic.
Only there was no arsenic in her tox.
Still no C.O.D.?
Wait. Can...
(Chuckles)
Okay, it might not tell us how she died,
but it could tell us where.
I did an autopsy once on a guy who restored old houses.
He died of arsenic toxicity.
Arsenic used to be used to preserve wallpaper.
(Water rushing)
Forensics tracked the wallpaper to locktender houses
built along the river.
The Historical Society's trying to save this one.
They're sending us a list of members, donors,
anyone who might have had access.
Hey. Looks like we got nail marks here,
and even a little blood.
She scratched at the walls.
You smell that?
Yeah. Bleach.
(Megan) Go get the luminol.
(Liquid spritzing)
Oh, my God.
This can't all be...
Yeah, it is.
Good God. What happened here?
Now we know where all of her blood went.
(Morris) It was Chris, the bartender.
He was angry at Amy,
he saw her at the airport,
grabbed her, brought her out here.
Well, that's how she got here.
But how the hell does someone loose this much blood?
(Cell phone rings)
Baker.
(Peter) There were no wounds
that could've caused blood loss like this.
You gotta go back to the body, right, doctor?
You guys must have missed something.
We didn't miss anything, detective.
I found petechial hemorrhaging in her organs.
It had to have been caused by some kind of drug
that Amy ingested,
something that made her
exsanguinate from every orifice.
She would've been in agony... screaming,
flailing around.
It's possible that the wounds are self-inflicted.
(Sighs) That was Lopez.
Chris alibied out.
He was working the night Amy died.
Peter,
get blood samples to the lab.
You shouldn't have any problem
finding enough.
(Gloves crinkle)
Yeah.
Okay. I'll put a rush on 'em.
- Bye. - What's up?
That was Megan.
Amy died of a systemic bleed out.
Oh, man. That's a horrible way to go.
Yeah. Get the lab to run those drug samples
for anticoagulants. (Cell phone rings)
(Ring)
You know there are other things
that can cause someone to bleed out?
Yeah, and we're gonna rule out every one of 'em.
Listen, if she picked up some kind of toxin
or hemorrhagic virus,
we could have a full-blown crisis on our hands.
(Telephone rings)
(Ring)
(Clears throat)
(Ring)
Should I even ask?
(Sighs)
I'm just tired of being in the middle.
Sister, I feel your pain.
(Shutter clicks)
(Click)
Your corporation donates
to the Historical Society, Dr. Cryer,
and you personally are the single largest contributor
to the locktender house restoration.
I support my community. So?
(Sam) You reserved that house
for a private party the night Amy died.
(Chuckles) You guys are way off base.
(Megan) Really.
You're a cardiologist.
You have access to anticoagulants.
What happened, Amy discover you were married?
We can put you in that room.
It was a fling.
There was nothing serious between us.
So you just brought her flowers and watched her bleed to death?
That is not what happened.
(Exhales deeply) Look...
we went into the house.
Amy said she wanted to change into something nice for me,
so I went outside to call my wife
to tell her I'd be working late.
Classy.
When I went back in that room, Amy was already dead.
Amy tried to claw her way out of that room.
She had to have been screaming in agony.
You didn't hear that?
I had to walk to the top of the hill to get cell reception.
(Chuckles) Oh, right. Your wife. Mm.
Look, there was blood everywhere,
so I panicked, I wrapped her up in a blanket,
and I carried her to the river.
And that's when you broke out the bleach.
I didn't want it to get back to me.
It could ruin my marriage.
(Morris) Oh, it's gonna do more than that.
Put your hands behind your back. You're under arrest.
(Scoffs) What for?
If it were up to me, being a horrible person.
But try tampering with evidence...
Disposal of a body...
...and possibly murder.
You have the right to remain silent.
- Anything you say can... - This is ridiculous.
...and will be used in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford an attorney,
and attorney will be provided for you... (Dials, line clicks)
(Peter) Hello.
Peter, I need a list of all the anticoagulants
that Dr. Cryer used in his practice.
(Peter) You got it.
And, oh, you're interior decorator called.
Designer.
What?
It's an interior d... oh, never mind.
What... what did she want?
You're not gonna like it.
First you insist that I use your designer,
and then you tell her that she can't work for me anymore?
Megan... and... and by the way,
who the hell are you to come to my office
and lecture me about parenting?
Megan, this is Assistant District Attorney Ben Allen.
Ben, I'd like you to meet my daughter Megan.
Hello.
Could you please excuse us for a minute?
Sure.
Judge, to be continued.
It was nice meeting you.
(Door closes)
He's good-looking, isn't he?
Not that he'd be interested in you at all
after that entrance.
Why'd you cancel the designer?
Well, in your office,
I just realized
that I was interfering.
Interfering?
You accused me of doing to Lacey what you have been doing to me
for my entire life...
controlling everything,
my schools, my career.
You picked out what clothes I should wear,
the color of my bedroom...
(Voice breaks) the boys that I should be dating.
And look at the result.
Yeah, look at them. I resent the hell out of you for it.
Well, maybe you should learn from it, too.
(Normal voice) Oh, don't you worry.
Lacey is never gonna feel about me
the way I feel about you.
(Door closes)
Hey, Peter, did you get a list
of anticoagulants from cryer's office?
They won't give it up.
Hmm. Seems your charms only go so far.
Wait, wait, wait. That... this might not matter.
I... I checked with the FDA.
None of the anticoags approved for sale in the U.S.
match Amy's symptoms.
Maybe it was ebola.
Ebo...
Dani, I hired you to be a driver,
not a medical consultant.
Easy, Dr. Brumfield.
I just dropped off a body.
Yeah, easy, Dr. Brumfield.
You know, I think ebola is an interesting suggestion.
If it was ebola, you two would be dead by now, fool.
Maybe we're looking for an experimental drug.
How are we gonna get specs on an experimental drug?
Some companies do their clinical trials overseas.
So?
(Australian accent) Uh, hello.
My name is Dr. Dunlop,
and I have a cardiology practice in Sydney.
And, uh, a colleague of mine, Dr. Cryer,
recommended that I contact you.
- That accent is hilarious. - I'll hold.
You like that? How about this?
(German accent) This is Dr. Gross.
Dear, I'm calling about anticoagulants.
(Normal voice) Oh, how about this one?
(Irish accent) This is Dr. Gross.
Do you have any new your drugs on the market...
Shh.
(People speaking indistinctly)
(Kate) Did you see this e-mail?
None of the drug samples from our pharm girls
have anticoags in 'em.
Well, maybe that's because
what killed Amy isn't on the market yet.
Jarvis International is coming out
with a new anticoagulant, and guess who the rep is.
Molly Anderson?
Bud and Sam are trying to track her down right now.
Well, see if they can get samples.
(Cell phone rings) Okay.
(Ring)
(Sighs)
(Indistinct conversations)
(Todd) So then just tell me.
Why have you been avoiding my calls?
(Sighs)
I guess I've...
realized that...
getting involved with you wasn't...
such a great idea.
(Indistinct conversations continue)
Because?
Your my colleague's ex-husband, for starters.
And Megan's trying to forge a relationship with Lacey,
and I keep winding up in the middle of it somehow.
No, no, I... Kate, no. Those are just excuses.
That's got nothing to do with you and me.
That's exactly the problem.
This has never been just about you and me.
(Sighs)
Look, I care about you, and I would never
ask you to change your life for me,
but I just know that this isn't working.
(Sighs)
I'm sorry.
It's over.
(Indistinct conversations continue)
(Woman speaking indistinctly over P.A.)
Molly.
We're gonna need to take a look in your bag.
What for?
Amy was killed by a powerful anticoagulant.
Jarvis is rolling out a new one next month.
As the rep, you have the samples and the spec sheets.
We want to see them.
You think that I killed Amy?
You were after the same account.
We can take a look at the bag here
or at the police station.
(Scoffs)
(Woman continues speaking indistinctly over P.A.)
Hey, be my guest.
(Woman continues speaking indistinctly over P.A.)
There are lots of new anticoags out there.
And there are a lot of reps
that wanted that account with Cryer.
(Woman continues speaking indistinctly over P.A.)
Jarvis said they sent her the samples.
Where are they?
Just because I landed the Cryer account
doesn't mean that I killed Amy.
(Indistinct conversations)
(Woman continues speaking indistinctly over P.A.)
Molly, wait.
(Indistinct conversations continue)
You knew Amy was having an affair with Dr. Cryer,
didn't you?
Did she end it with him?
I don't know anything.
(Airplane engines humming)
I thought you were her friend.
Or were you lying about that, too?
(Indistinct conversations continue)
We cannot pin Amy's murder on anyone
until we confirm what drug killed her.
So I take it you struck out with Molly. (Sighs)
(Elevator bell dings) She might have been smart and driven,
but Amy was naive
to think that girl was her friend.
Dr. Hunt! Dr. Hunt.
Speak of the devil.
What happened, you missed your flight?
My best friend is murdered,
and all I care about is another sale. It's...
The pharm business is cutthroat,
but Amy still cared about her friends.
And she was always there for me.
The least I can do is be there for her.
Specs on Jarvis' new anticoagulant.
There's also something else.
Amy was having an affair with Dr. Cryer.
But you have it backwards.
Amy didn't break up with Cryer.
She was madly in love with him.
He told her he was gonna leave his wife.
(Indistinct conversations)
Thank you.
(Indistinct conversations continue)
Just catch whoever did this to Amy.
None of these drug reactions match.
(Inhales and exhales)
I think it's time for Dr. Cryer
to see his girlfriend again.
What is this? Why am I here?
We still don't know what killed Amy.
And since you watched her die,
we thought you could help.
I didn't kill her.
So... (Exhales)
you want us to believe
that you went outside because Amy wanted to change.
And you called your wife.
How long were you gone?
(Exhales)
20 minutes.
My, uh...
my daughter wanted a bedtime story.
You told your kid a story while Amy bled to death?
Like I said, I just...
I found her dead on the floor.
How?
What'd she look like?
(Exhales)
She was, um...
frozen in the fetal position.
Frozen in terror?
Fists clenched, mouth open?
Uh, no. She was...
holding herself.
What do you mean?
Show me.
Um...
this arm
was, um...
wrapped under here, like she was...
trying to stop the pain.
Get him out of here.
What are you looking for?
Her brachial vein.
Oh.
I missed it
because of the fish bites.
(Sam) Whoa.
What are those from, injections?
Fangs.
So she was bitten by a snake?
Its hemotoxic venom entered her body
through the brachial vein, causing her to exsanguinate.
I ran the specs of venom by a herpetologist.
He's pretty sure we're looking at this little fella...
a gaboon viper from Africa.
The timeline matches up.
One bite can cause you to bleed out in 20 minutes.
All right. So how does an African snake
wind up in an old house in Philly?
Uh, maybe it escaped from the Zoo.
Or maybe it was stolen.
Amy's assistant used to work at a Zoo.
Follow up with Bud and Sam.
In the meantime, we need to find that snake.
Oh, I hate snakes.
It's the murder weapon.
I'll look for it.
Not by yourself, you won't.
You're the animal control expert.
You know, where... where would it be hiding?
It's a nocturnal snake.
It could be under the house...
or in the rafters.
What?
In the rafters?
Who's going up there?
Hopefully...
(Man) ♪ Every day when I'm at work ♪
he'll come to us.
(Man singing R&B indistinctly)
Uh, excuse me, sir.
Sir. Hey. Wh... what's that for?
Vipers are attracted to vibrations,
music.
Now remember...
don't do anything to provoke it.
One bite... it's over.
That's it? Nothing we can do?
(Man continues singing indistinctly)
Severing a limb could work.
I'll start under the house.
That wasn't comforting.
I tell you what, if the snake bites me,
just cut off my arm.
Yeah, yeah, and if the snake bites me, just...
tell Dani I was thinking of her.
I'm telling you, don't waste your time on that temptress.
(Man continues singing indistinctly)
Ethan?
I see it.
What do we do?
Just... where's the animal man?
(Whispers) Walk. Just get outta here.
(Man continues singing indistinctly)
He's a little guy.
Yeah. Most people don't know,
their venom is most potent when they're babies.
Did you find him in water?
No. Why?
There's an odd rough patch on his skin.
I've seen that happen to snakeskin shoes
when you step in saltwater.
Don't ask.
Mm-hmm.
Ethan...
hand me a swab...
a long one.
Oh, oh, oh. Here we go.
(Megan) Beautiful, isn't it?
Uh, it looks like a snowflake.
That is a form of algae
that is found on the oysters
that you serve in your bar.
When you put the snake in Amy's bag,
your hands were still wet from unpacking the oysters,
and the saltwater dripped on the snake.
(Morris) We talked to Sue, your buddy at T.S.A.
You know about the animals they confiscate,
including the snakes that came in from Africa four days ago.
You slipped one into Amy's bag when she wasn't looking.
And why would I do that?
Amy had her whole life planned out.
She knew what she wanted, and you weren't a part of it.
I told you, Amy and I were friends.
I had nothing to do with this.
You're lying, Mr. Quinn.
The diatoms that we found in Amy's bone marrow
match the ones from the oysters
that you served her in your bar on the night she died.
Only place in Philly where you can find 'em fresh.
Come on. This was just supposed to be a joke.
(Sighs) Help us understand.
(Exhales)
Amy said she couldn't date me on account of her job.
That night... at the bar,
she kept talking about that doctor.
I guess it's okay to go out with some rich guy,
but not slum it with someone like me.
(Sam) Oh. (Chuckles) You were jealous.
You wanted to teach her a lesson.
I heard about...
the baby snakes
that T.S.A. found in someone's luggage,
so, uh...
so I took one and I put it in her bag.
Weren't you afraid it was gonna bite you?
I thought it was too small to hurt...
hurt anyone, so...
You're lucky to be alive, Mr. Quinn.
Because of your little joke,
Amy died a horrific death.
20 minutes of agony...
as that venom ran through her system...
as she bled out
from every part of her body.
Amy's mother's on her way up.
Okay, I'm almost done here.
I owe you an apology.
What for?
(Sighs)
For letting myself get caught in the middle.
For not...
totally thinking through what would happen
if I dated Todd.
It was selfish.
And now it's over.
(Mrs. Green) Dr. Murphy?
Mrs. Green, please.
Either of you have children?
I...
have a daughter.
You want the world for them...
to protect them and guide them.
But the tighter you try to hold them...
the more they slip away.
It's time to go home, Amy.
(Cries)
My sweet, sweet, little girl.
Okay, I got it.
Watermelon. (Chuckles)
Now since when have you been craving...
no, no.
I got it.
I'll be home in an hour.
You, too.
(Receiver clatters) (Laughs) Now where are you gonna find watermelon
in Philly this time of the year?
Well, I'll start at the Italian market.
And after that, I'll put out an A.P.B.
(People speaking indistinctly)
What's this?
Well, you know, like you said,
naming a kid's a big decision.
And you need all the help you can get.
(People continue speaking indistinctly)
(Sighs) I think that one has a section on opera singers.
Thank you, Sam.
Jeannie will be very touched.
I can't believe grandma dragged me into your office.
That's all right.
I've crashed her office more than once.
Lace...
I'm sorry if you felt like I was
deciding everything for you.
I know it bugs me when people do that to me.
It drives you totally nuts.
(Laughs)
Then I'm not gonna do it anymore.
Truth is, you have two homes now
and two parents that love you very much.
Now follow me.
What happened?
Nothing.
It's yours...
to make whatever you want it to be.
Really?
I get to design it?
(Chuckles) It's your room.
A place to dream
and make decisions...
all by yourself.
And if you want help...
I'll be right here.
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