NARRATOR: Previously on Elementary: - Oscar.
Long time no speak, huh? We can talk about Alfredo.
- What? - Well, I'm the one who took him.
You help me find my sister, you'll see Alfredo alive again.
Alfredo.
Hey, I said no phones.
Alfredo. It's so great to see you. Heh.
- Please come in. - If I'd have known hugs
were on the table, I'd have left Chicago sooner.
[ALFREDO CHUCKLES]
Please, sit down.
So you were gone so long I thought maybe you were moving.
Sherlock said you got back last week?
I could only take my sister's cooking for so long.
I got through with a meeting. Thought I'd say hi to Sherlock.
Sherlock went to a meeting. I thought you were together.
You're right that we meet up at 11:00, but he was a no-show.
Oh, well, something must have come up.
Well, the thing is, he hasn't been to St. Luke's all week.
I thought after his relapse, he would be doubling down.
Oh, he has been. Or at least he said he was.
I mean, it's hard to imagine he might be avoiding meetings.
Maybe it's not the meetings he's avoiding.
All the stuff that's happened, Oscar Rankin,
me getting tied to a chair.
I told Sherlock a million times I don't blame him.
No, he gets it. He understands.
And yet I haven't seen him since I got back.
Whatever's going on, it's cool. I just wanna know he's okay.
[RINGING]
EDDIE [ON RECORDING]: This is Eddie.
I'm either not here or screening my calls.
Leave a message.
SHARON [OVER MACHINE]: Hey, Eddie, it's Sharon, next door.
I think I smell gas coming from your place.
I'm worried you have a leak. I'll try your cell phone too.
If I can't get you, I'll call the gas company,
just to make sure everything's okay. Thanks.
[RINGTONE PLAYING]
[HISSING STOPS]
Ripped & Corrected By mstoll
BELL: Victim's name was Eddie Ross. We ID'd him with dental records.
Stabbed and incinerated. Was he also thrown off a roof?
- He was dead before the fire. - Figure there was a struggle,
the perp torched the place to cover up
any evidence he left behind.
- You interviewed the neighbor? - Yeah.
And she smelled a gas leak as in natural gas?
Well, her unit and Ross' both have gas stoves.
She thought maybe the pilot went out. Only, it didn't.
We checked. She must've smelled the gasoline, got mixed up.
- But they don't smell the same. - But not everyone has your nose.
Fire destroyed any prints on the murder weapon.
But you can see the brand on the blade.
It's an archeologist's trowel.
Don't know if it belonged to the victim or the killer.
We're canvassing suppliers to identify who bought it.
Pretty sure it wasn't the victim's.
Most of the wear is on the right edge,
which means it was used by a left-handed person.
The musculature of the victim's right arm is more developed
- than his left. - Means he was probably a righty.
The owner of the murder weapon is a left-handed archeologist.
How many of those can there be in New York City?
[CHATTERING]
WOMAN: I'm sorry. I just...
I can't believe Eddie's dead.
According to his Facebook page, you were a couple,
right up until last summer.
You don't think that I...?
It's too soon for us to think anything.
We're just getting a lay of the land.
We were together, almost two years.
- How did you meet? - Grad school.
Um, we both studied archeology. I was lucky I got a great job,
but Eddie, he was...
He was still struggling, and it just came between us.
We stayed friends. I still cared about him.
So can you account for your whereabouts last night?
Um, I was giving a seminar on Iranian antiquities at Penn.
Had breakfast with Dr. Charvat, the department head,
before I came home this morning.
All right. We'll need his number before we go.
Miss Burstyn, archeologists are very protective of their tools.
Can you tell us how yours came to be in your ex's possession?
Uh...
About a week and a half ago, Eddie came to me and asked
to borrow some equipment. I gave him whatever he wanted.
Did he say what he was using it for?
A dig. He wouldn't tell me what he was trying to excavate,
but he was excited.
He said he was onto something big.
Big as in of great historical import, or worth a lot of money?
I'm asking because
in either case, he may have had some competition.
I'm sorry. He... He didn't say.
What kind of equipment did you loan him?
Um, stakes and buckets, a pickaxe, a shovel, my truck.
- Your truck? - He didn't have a car.
He needed something to carry all the gear, plus whatever...
- Whatever he was digging for. - Any idea where the truck is?
I think he just parked it on the street near his place.
So Eddie Ross' background check was a bust.
No criminal record. No enemies as far as his friends knew.
And no unusual debts. And his ex's alibi checked out.
- She was in Philadelphia. - I hope she's not in a hurry
to reclaim her truck. It's gonna need a while to air out.
- This was in her truck? - First two buckets of 12.
The rest are in the evidence room.
Well, I don't get it. Eddie's big find was garbage?
Are you familiar with garbology? It's the study of rubbish.
Archeologists employ it to learn about different cultures.
The idea being that we are what we throw away,
as were the ancient Romans, or the first American settlers.
- Eddie's dig site was at a dump. - More likely a landfill.
Most of the stuff here is from the late '70s, early '80s.
From our talk with his ex, I doubt he was studying culture.
More likely he was looking for something.
Probably studying this refuse to zero-in on his prize.
Well, if it was a prize, why would someone throw it away?
One man's trash is another man's treasure.
Put the word "vintage" in front of bottles, cameras,
and trading cards, you can turn a tidy profit.
WATSON: Vintage rainbow suspenders.
If there's money in this, I need to get to my parents' basement.
Hopefully the other buckets will yield more insight.
Oh, hey. Alfredo came by the brownstone yesterday.
Oh?
Yeah. He said you hadn't been to St. Luke's all week.
He's correct. I have not.
He just wanted to make sure you were doing okay.
Oh, you're worried I haven't been to any meetings.
You can both rest easy. I've been going to different ones.
Some in Flatbush, some in the Kingston Avenue Jewish Center.
Okay. Even though St. Luke's is right up the street?
S...
[SOFTLY] Since my relapse, I've had to start my program anew.
My days sober count has reverted to one.
So I thought I would have a fresh approach
with regards to my meetings. Hm?
[IN NORMAL VOICE] You know how conducive I find a change of setting
to my work. I hoped the same might apply to my work as an addict.
Okay, well, Alfredo just thought you might be avoiding him
because you feel guilty about what went down with Oscar.
What happened on that day is no reason to avoid my friend.
You should check in with him, let him know you're doing okay.
"Reagan for president."
If you want to send money, let me save you the trouble.
What interests me are not the contents of this mail,
but the fact that it is mail.
This arrived at this address, postmarked October 7th, 1980.
It was then discarded, and then picked up again,
and transported to a landfill.
The same landfill that Eddie was digging in.
We can call the Department of Sanitation,
ask where the garbage from this address was taken in 1980.
Find out where Mr. Ross was digging,
we might find out what he was digging for.
So this neighborhood is sitting on top of an old landfill.
It was shut down in 1982 and repurposed for new construction.
The garbage our vic dug up came from right around this block.
What we're looking for is the spot he was working,
along with witnesses who might have seen him.
- I miss anything? - I would add
that given the equipment, he wasn't digging
through asphalt or concrete, so that could narrow
our search to areas of accessible soil.
All right. That's it. Fan out, holler if you find anything.
Yeah. Sure. Guy works for the city, right?
- Is that what he told you? - Told me? Guy had ID and a vest.
He's been digging up the backyard for a week.
He said something about the power lines.
I've been wanting to ask him how much longer he'll be,
but I haven't seen the guy for a few days.
Would you mind showing me the spot?
- What are you doing? - These were chained
to a lamppost down the street.
- You figured you'd steal them? - I'm re-stealing them.
I peruse the crime blotter. These were stolen in Chelsea.
You're just gonna walk around with them?
No, don't be ridiculous. This one's for you.
[PHONE RINGING]
- Watson? WATSON: I'm behind the townhouses.
- You guys should get over here. - You found the dig site?
Not just that. There's someone digging in it right now.
Look, for the last time, I didn't do anything wrong.
You were digging a hole on someone else's property.
- So there's that. - I didn't know Eddie
didn't have permission, and I didn't know he was dead.
I never even met the guy.
- Not exactly. - Not exactly?
We posted on the same online discussion board, that's it.
Can you tell us where you were between 12 midnight and 2 a. M?
Is that when he...?
I was at a video-game tournament at an arcade out in Bayville.
I was there all night. I didn't leave until around 6.
I was there with friends. I can give you their names.
- One of them tweeted pictures. - We'll look into that.
In the meantime, tell us what you were doing in that hole.
I wanted to see if Eddie found the games.
- What games? - The games.
I thought you guys already knew. I mean, you found the hole too.
We don't know what Eddie was looking for. Tell us.
"Nottingham Knights."
He was looking for "Nottingham Knights."
I remember this. It was made by a company called Emery Vision.
My brother and I had their console when we were kids.
Everyone did. Without Emery Vision,
you wouldn't have a PlayStation or an Xbox or Wii.
Then how would humanity idle away its time?
Solving world hunger? Curing cancer?
"'Nottingham Knights': The worst game ever."
- Allegedly. - What do you mean, allegedly?
"Nottingham Knights" was supposed to be Emery Vision's
Christmas release in 1980. There was a huge ad push.
But the reviews on advance copies were so bad,
stores started canceling their orders.
Says Emery Vision was worried it would take down the company.
They cut their losses, dropped the release,
and hauled every last copy to a landfill.
So this is what Eddie Ross was digging for?
A bunch of video games that were so bad they were buried? Why?
A company opts not to release a bad product, that's one thing.
They decide this product is so bad,
it has to bury the inventory, that's the stuff of legend.
It became this thing that gamers talked about for decades.
It was like the Holy Grail.
If the Holy Grail were a pixelated failure,
banished to a dump.
Every few years, somebody would try to find the games.
They'd get their hands on company records,
or track down the sites
where Emery Vision dumped their garbage.
This year, it was Eddie.
He was posting updates on the board.
A few days ago, he said he was close, and then radio silence.
I went there today because I had to see if he'd done it.
And?
You're the only one here who's been in the hole.
- Had he found the games? - I couldn't tell.
There was stuff from Emery Vision in there from the right years,
a piece of an old console, a few recalled joysticks,
but I didn't see any sign of any of the cartridges.
So maybe the killer took the games.
He was an obsessed gamer, just like you.
Or he was just in it for the money.
- Money? What money? - For the games.
Those advanced copies go for 10 grand apiece.
If the legend is true, there'd be thousands in that landfill.
Altogether, you're talking about a few million bucks.
Did I not mention that?
[HOLMES CLEARS THROAT]
'69 'Cuda.
Owner wants 40 grand for it, if you're interested.
It would seem my week has a theme of middle-aged men
clinging to pubescent glory via collectibles.
Nice to see you, Alfredo.
Likewise.
I take it Joan told you I stopped by.
I've been difficult to reach lately.
Thought I'd explain.
Just about to get some breakfast. Wanna join?
- That's not breakfast. - Maybe not where you're from.
- Try one. - I did.
Two years, three months, 27 days ago,
when you first brought a box to a meeting.
You do realize pink coconuts do not occur in nature?
Everyone else loves these doughnuts.
Addicts and alcoholics often crave sugar.
You put frosted rocks in a box, they'd eat those too.
That's why you switched meetings?
To get better snacks?
As you know, I've found the program
immensely helpful over the last few years.
And my appreciation for that support has never wavered.
But since my relapse,
I find the routine which used to bring me comfort,
the familiar faces, rooms, just reminds me of my failure.
And I'm one of those familiar faces?
In context, yeah.
It's like I always told you, you gotta be selfish,
do what's right for you, whatever it takes to stay sober.
That's the only thing that matters.
Obviously, my new regiment should not affect
our friendship outside of the meetings.
Of course.
So you find a new sponsor yet?
His predecessor has proven difficult to replace.
Well, don't take too long.
Fresh faces are good, but you don't wanna try to go it alone.
That's the one way the program doesn't work.
WATSON: Sherlock? HOLMES: Study.
Marcus and I met with the owner of the building
where Eddie was digging. He had no idea Eddie was there
until the super told him about it this morning.
All he wanted to know was who's gonna pay to fix his yard up.
I'm perusing the message boards Eddie, Tyler and their ilk
used to share their appreciation
- of "Nottingham Knights." - You find anything?
Eddie interacted a number of times
with a user named IntegerOverflow.
It appears Mr. Overflow searched for the games himself in 2009,
but failed to find them.
WATSON: "IntegerOverflow: Beachwood only had trash up to '79.
ArtifactEddie: What about Flushing Avenue?
IntegerOverflow: The map I have is spotty, but you can have it."
So they're sharing information.
IntegerOverflow was sharing the benefits of his past efforts.
What's notably absent from these posts is any mention
of how the maps and other materials passed hands.
- You think they met in person? - That is a distinct possibility.
If Eddie found the games with so much help from Overflow,
perhaps Overflow felt entitled to the spoils.
Is there any way to get Overflow's real name?
I have put that very question to our friends at Everyone.
I should be hearing back shortly.
I'm loathe to imagine what fresh tortures
they will conjure up as payment.
Oh, how'd it go with Alfredo?
[SIGHS]
We are both aware of the unintended,
yet unavoidable consequences to my changes in routine.
When we transitioned from sponsorship to friendship,
we made the occasional effort to socialize,
but it became apparent that our shared experience
in recovery was our friendship.
So I guess you two don't have much else in common.
In the same way that many drug users relate to one another
because they used drugs, the thing we did together
was not use them.
So it is a conundrum, to be sure.
[DOORBELL RINGING]
It's from Everyone.
"Finish me."
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
[VIDEO GAME BLEEPING]
- Look out. - I'm looking out.
- You have to go left. Left. - Do you mind?
I'm trying to help.
Your help has just resulted in that man's murder, again.
He wasn't murdered, he was zapped into another dimension.
And he still has two lives left.
Yes, of course. That's what happens in life.
If you die, you get two more chances.
Somewhere, two more Eddie Rosses have resumed digging their hole.
Don't get grumpy with me because you have to finish this game.
What do you do once you're done? They didn't leave instructions.
They want proof that I finished, so a photo
of the final screen will suffice, then Everyone
will provide us with IntegerOverflow's real name.
[HOLMES GROANS]
May I?
According to my research, "Swords of Saturn"
was one of the best games of the era.
If "Nottingham Knights" was one of the worst,
then consignment to a landfill was too kind a fate.
It appears you have aptitude for avoiding digital blobs.
I had one of these growing up. I've played this game before.
A fact you could have shared several hours ago.
- Yes! Yes. - My hero.
Okay, so where do you want this sent?
Well, it appears we don't have to send it anywhere.
Oh, "Sound by Integer Overflow." So making us play the game
wasn't the price of the answer, it was the answer.
This is elegant even by Everyone's standards.
So now all we have to do is find out
who designed the sound for this game.
- There's gotta be a record. - Check the Internet.
I'm going to go ice my thumb.
You think I killed Eddie over the "Nottingham Knights" games.
You do go by the online handle IntegerOverflow,
- do you not? - I do.
Can you tell us where you were two nights ago,
- around 2 a. M? - Here. Alone.
You two were in communication on and off the board.
He may have found video games worth millions of dollars
thanks to your help.
HOLMES: We suspect that your career as a composer
of ear-splitting digital music peaked in the early '80s.
So perhaps when Eddie found those games,
you felt your ship had finally come in.
I'm sorry, is there something funny about all this?
- Little bit. - Wanna let us in on the joke?
You're way off. I didn't kill Eddie,
and I didn't take any "Nottingham Knights" games.
- No one could have taken them. - And why's that?
Come on. I'll show you.
I understand you're new at this, Mr. Ostrin.
Revealing you're in possession of the items we believe
a man was killed over is not a great way to clear yourself.
These are the games that Emery Vision dumped in 1980.
Only, no one killed Eddie over them,
because Eddie didn't find them.
I did. Six years ago, in a totally different landfill.
And you can prove that?
Only with about a hundred hours of video.
I recorded every step.
Thought it would make for a good documentary one day.
You were helping him on the discussion board.
I was leading him on a wild-goose chase.
Looks like you've been on one too.
Sorry, but whatever Eddie found in that hole
wasn't these games.
BELL: Dwight Ostrin's story checks out.
He's had the "Nottingham Knights" games for six years.
He held on to his digging permits, video footage.
Even non-disclosure agreements from the crew that helped.
Thorough for a guy who was hiding the fact he found them.
He knew he might need to authenticate the discovery.
He's been selling one online every few months, claiming it
was one of the advance copies Tyler Eggert told us about.
The ones that went out to reviewers in 1980.
Got almost 10 grand apiece for them.
If they're valuable, why sit on them? Why keep them a secret?
Supply and demand. They're valuable because they're rare.
And there's only a small number of people who'd buy them.
Flood the market with a thousand copies, price would plummet.
BELL: Best thing he could do is act like he never found them,
keep feeding the hype around the legend.
That's why he was pretending to help Eddie.
- So where's this leave us? - Not square one, but close.
We haven't found anyone who had a problem with Eddie.
It's possible he walked in on a burglar.
As far as his family can tell, nothing of value is missing.
- Nothing they knew about. - What do you mean?
Eddie was out of work and single.
He had nothing going on in his life aside from the dig.
It feels like it's the best lead we have.
He went looking for the games and he found something else?
Maybe there was other treasure, one that somebody else wanted.
Send CSU back to the hole. See if anything new comes up.
I will, but the building owner
won't be too happy about it. He wants the hole filled.
He gave us an earful when we went to see him.
Well, tell him I got his earful right here.
Feel free to give him my number.
Sherlock.
- Martin. - Yes. I remember.
Got your 30-day chip last week, right?
- I did. - Feels good, right?
You should be proud.
Yes. Well, actually, it's my second time.
Prior to last month, I had three years.
Did better than me.
Four relapses in my first three years.
Didn't think I was gonna make it, but look at me now.
Twenty-two years clean.
[CHUCKLES]
- There's more, you know. - What?
Doughnuts. Over there.
You okay?
Was there another meeting here earlier?
Yeah. There was one at 8. Why?
- Joan? WATSON: Yup. Back here.
Is this everything the Department of Sanitation sent?
Records for all the companies that dumped their garbage
in the same landfill where Eddie was digging.
Hm. Any of them throw anything away that sounds like treasure?
Just the opposite.
But Corrigan Chemical came up a few times.
I recognized the name, so I did a search. Turns out
Corrigan was caught illegally dumping toxic chemicals
in two other landfills in 1985.
You're thinking maybe they did the same thing here.
Say they did and Eddie found proof,
and then threatened to go public.
Someone at that company might've killed him to keep him quiet.
WOMAN: Detective Bell?
Amy Kim. I heard you have questions about Corrigan.
This is my colleague, Miss Watson.
We're a little confused. We thought this was Corrigan.
Brower acquired Corrigan in 1998.
We keep this as the address of record so inquiries come here.
Handling those inquiries is part of my job. So how can I help?
Actually, it's probably best if we discuss it in private.
This is the first I'm hearing of any of this.
Your victim, Mr. Ross?
I can assure you, he never approached us.
A couple hours ago, the EPA ran some tests
on the soil Mr. Ross took from the landfill.
The results showed high levels of dioxin.
That's the chemical your company was charged
with dumping illegally at two other sites.
Not our company. Corrigan.
We acquired them after these incidents took place.
Whatever they did before isn't our responsibility.
I can see how that would be Brower's position...
It's a fact. To be honest, I don't think Corrigan
- would be held liable either. - What do you mean?
They hired a contractor to dispose of their toxic waste.
They paid the full rates for a proper disposal.
The contractor cut corners and disposed
of the waste illegally by reporting it as inert materials.
None of that has anything to do with Brower.
- A court might feel differently. - Maybe.
But so far, the courts have ruled in our favor.
Three similar cases have come up since I started here,
and Brower was cleared of liability in all three.
I can show you the cases.
In one of them, the state paid for the whole cleanup.
In another, the current property owner was on the hook.
The person who bought the land after the landfill was sealed?
It doesn't seem fair, does it?
But that's how the Superfund law works.
It's like buying a used car. You need to check under the hood.
Because once you pay for it, it's yours, warts and all.
- The building owner. - The one who was in a hurry
to fill in the hole that Eddie Ross dug.
Maybe that's not just because it's an eyesore.
BELL: Mr. Brice, when Miss Watson and I visited you
in your office, we asked you if you'd heard of Eddie Ross.
You told us you hadn't. We went back and had a conversation
with your secretary, Elaine. She's very loyal to you.
She started out insisting she didn't remember anything.
Once we pointed out she could go to prison
for hindering prosecution, her memory cleared up.
WATSON: She said that Eddie came to your office twice.
The first time was about two weeks ago.
He asked your permission to dig behind your building.
Your super said he claimed to work for the city,
so we're guessing you said no.
Elaine is a sweet woman, but she's obviously mistaken.
- I don't recall any of this. ATTORNEY: Which makes all of it,
"he said, she said" at best.
Sounds to me like you coerced a statement.
- We'll see if a judge agrees. - It's understandable.
You're busy, and Eddie's hunt for discarded video games
probably ranks quite low on your list of priorities.
We imagine his second visit left a more lasting impression.
The only thing your secretary could tell us
was that you pulled Eddie behind closed doors.
We think he'd approached you with evidence of what he found.
Chemical drums that contained toxic waste.
He had the expertise to identify the drums.
He had the equipment to test the soil.
He almost certainly understood what he had found,
and its ramifications to you.
Perhaps he came to you in good faith,
gave you a chance to remedy the situation.
Or perhaps he offered to forget what he had seen
in exchange for a tidy sum.
- You settled on a third option. WATSON: I did some research.
It turns out, your building is in escrow,
along with a row of adjacent properties.
You're about 15 days away from closing on a $10 million sale.
Toxic waste would've been a deal killer.
You'd be out all that money and face lawsuits from your tenants.
Much easier to just get rid of Eddie Ross, right?
GREGSON: Brower Chemical, the company that bought the company
that did the dumping, has been cooperating fully.
Using their records, we've been able to figure out exactly
how many drums of waste were buried at that landfill.
We executed a search warrant on your property this afternoon
using ground-penetrating radar, and guess what.
You're two drums short.
They're the two drums that Eddie uncovered when he was digging.
So who, aside from you, would've had reason to move them?
I'd like a moment alone with my attorney.
[BOTH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
You're not even gonna try to read lips?
- Their backs are to us. - That's never stopped you.
Oh, how was the meeting?
When Alfredo came to the brownstone, you're certain
he said I hadn't been to any meetings at St. Luke's?
- Yes. - And those were his exact words?
WATSON: Yes. Why?
My client's statement.
He admits to having removed the drums.
He was just getting around to letting the buyer know.
The sale will fall through, and he'll face civil complaints.
But what he won't be facing is a murder charge.
How do you figure that? Your client hasn't accounted
for his whereabouts three nights ago.
There's the address of a garage out in Hoboken.
My client's company keeps a truck there.
I'm sure they have security cameras.
Review the footage around 1 a.m. That night.
It should answer all your questions.
WATSON: Just like he wrote in his statement.
He hired workers to move the drums.
And he let them use his company's truck to do it.
He did it at the same time the fire broke out at Eddie's place.
A despicable alibi, but an alibi nonetheless.
Duncan Brice is not our killer.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING AND BLEEPING]
WATSON: What are you doing? - Punishing my brain.
And what did your brain do to deserve punishment?
It's what it didn't do. We know that Duncan Brice
is an abhorrent human who'd rather hide evidence
of toxic waste than protect his tenants.
He's almost certainly behind the death of Eddie Ross.
Right, he had an accomplice. Someone who killed Eddie.
That's why we separated, to try and figure out who it was.
I've been pouring through the man's life,
trying to find someone he'd approach for the task.
And I have nothing to show for it.
How fares your brain?
Actually, it thinks it found something.
Four years ago, there was a fire that gutted a building
owned by Duncan Brice. It was ruled accidental.
But the building was well-insured.
The payout was in the millions.
You're suggesting this fire was set deliberately?
It wouldn't be the first time someone like Brice
used insurance to finance a rebuild. Let's say I'm right.
Four years ago, he hires an arsonist.
Three nights ago, he realized he needed Eddie Ross dead.
Brice doesn't know dozens of criminals-for-hire,
he only knows one, so he calls him.
If this was arson, and that's a considerable if,
it was carried out so meticulously,
that it was never detected. Eddie Ross' murder was a mess.
The weapon used was one of opportunity,
a trowel left lying around.
No one goes to commit a murder hoping there's a weapon handy,
- least of all a professional. - I thought about that.
Then I remembered something you said in the morgue.
Eddie's neighbor told police she smelled gas, not gasoline.
Marcus thought she got confused, but what if she didn't?
- Go on. - What if the killer was
planning to set a fire staged as a gas leak?
But Eddie woke up and walked in on him. Once things got messy,
there'd be no point in staging an accidental fire.
So he replaced the gas with petrol. Needed to be sure
he left no trace of himself on the body.
Figure out who committed this arson,
then maybe we'll figure out who committed this one.
[BOTH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
Call my lawyer. I'm not talking to you without him.
Actually, you're not gonna have to do any talking at all.
Nice building. I see why you'd wanna have offices in it.
The building that used to occupy this space was a dump.
It's a small wonder you had it burned down,
so your insurance company would pay for an upgrade.
Is the N.Y.P.D. Looking for a slander suit?
You hired a professional torch named Vladimir Orlov
to set a fire here four years ago,
and to kill Eddie Ross four nights ago.
No. I've never seen that man before.
When this building burned down in 2011,
the smoke detector where the fire started never went off.
Batteries were dead, even though the building manager swore
he had just replaced them a week before.
GREGSON: There was no sign of foul play so no one thought much of it.
But after everything that's happened, it jumped out at us.
Did your arsonist replace the fresh batteries
with dead ones to delay the fire department?
And if he did so in 2011, did he also do so in 2015?
WATSON: Turns out he had, but when things went sideways
and he had to undo the fire he was planning to set,
he put the good batteries into Eddie's smoke detector.
Unfortunately for him and for you,
the new fire was concentrated around Eddie's body.
It didn't do any damage to the smoke detector,
or the prints Vladimir Orlov left on the batteries.
We've had him in custody the last few hours.
He named you as the guy who hired him to kill Eddie Ross.
Duncan Brice, you're under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can be used against you in court.
You know what doesn't scare me at all?
Coming back to my garage and finding a strange white guy
let himself in. Not like that's ever gone badly for me.
Sorry. I was waiting outside and I got bored.
So I came inside, and then I got bored again.
Tell me you came up with a solution
for that wiring problem, all is forgiven.
So, what's up? You doing okay?
Uh, actually, I was wondering if, uh, you were okay.
Um...
You told Watson that I had not been to any of the meetings
at St. Luke's that whole past week.
- That's right. - Right.
St. Luke's holds five meetings a week.
You typically attend two of them.
It occurred to me, you wouldn't know I hadn't been to any
unless you had been to all of them.
And then yesterday, at an entirely different meeting,
I noticed this box of doughnuts from the shop
up the street that you like.
So you'd been to that meeting just before, had you not?
- What if I had? - Yeah, well, obviously,
it means you're attending more meetings than usual.
That would suggest that you're struggling with something.
- Didn't wanna put this on you. - Put what on me?
I don't know. I'm down.
Before you even think it, it has nothing to do with Oscar Rankin.
What does it have to do with?
If I knew, I wouldn't have gone to eight meetings this week.
Well, you know, I am your friend, so,
you know, you could have told me.
You just got your 30-day chip.
And helping you would be good for me, right?
You've suggested that I should sometimes be selfish
with regards to my sobriety, and yet here you are,
with yours at stake, and you choose to be selfless.
Shame on you.
[CHUCKLES]
You got plans tonight?
- No, I do not. - Well, I'll close this door.
I'll cook us some dinner.
I'll even use food that occurs in nature.
And that would be helpful to you?
Uh, I don't know. Well, I guess we'll find out.
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