Previously on "Rosewood"...
Whoo!
Donna: So some trifling bitch took off with all your money.
Donna: That is not an excuse for you to be partying your way
to an early grave.
If I decide to throw my life away,
it's mine to throw.
Six months in my womb, a near-fatal C section,
and decades of sleepless nights says otherwise.
You're not taking care of yourself.
Rosewood: Just need a little time.
Then I'll be okay.
[Latin dance music plays]
My man.
I'm serious, no, let me tell you something...
The truck was coming right at us, right,
bullets flying everywhere.
Luckily, I had my raid vest on.
Brian Williams here seems to forget
that he was around the corner in the surveillance van
- at the time. - Okay, did I
or did I not catch the killer?
- [Chuckles] He did. - I did.
And he took a bullet to the chest like a champ.
Like a champ!
- That's right. - Pathologist mike drop.
Love it.
I'm glad you guys are bonding,
but, Rosie, w-where is your own date?
Uh...
Oh. She's good.
So, how long you and Tina been seeing each other?
- About 24 hours. - Seriously?
Rosie, you scheduled this double date a week ago,
- and you brought a yesterday chick? - Yeah, it's not about quantity.
It's about quality, okay?
Yeah, Tina and I have been getting to know each other
on a deeply personal level.
Since yesterday?
Since yesterday, yeah.
Oh, oh, that's the face Annalise makes
- when she's not buying it, right? - There's no face!
Both: Oh, there's a face.
All right, I'm gonna leave the action to you guys.
- I prefer to do my work in a lab. - Whoa.
Don't tell me you've never been out on an investigation.
- No. - I'm tagging you in.
- No one's tagging anyone. - Oh, no, he's tagged.
- He's tagged. Hey. - The last thing we need is
more of you guys in the field, okay?
One pathologist running around Miami is bad enough.
What's a pathologist?
♪
[Hip-hop music plays]
Hey. [Laughs]
[Indistinct conversations]
- Hey. - [Laughs]
Hey, you didn't have to do all this.
Uh, I just sent the Evite
and bought the beer and the hats.
Thanks, Danni. Just thanks for everything.
Emilio!
Why aren't you drinking?
I got to get in bed soon.
The moving truck gets here at 9:00 a.m.
Come on! One more hour?
Please?
- One more hour. - [Chuckling] Yeah!
Hey, everybody! Listen up!
Tomorrow, Emilio leaves us all for Vegas.
- [All ohh] - Now, I've known this kid
since he was getting picked last for third-grade kickball.
- [Laughter] - He was terrible then.
I don't think he's any better now.
[Laughter]
But I'm gonna miss him like hell.
So, raise a glass, because tonight we drink
to Emilio's next big adventure.
[All cheer]
[The Frightnrs' "Hey Brother (Do Unto Others)" plays]
[Seagulls squawking]
♪ Hey, brotha ♪
♪ Oh, don't get confused ♪
♪ Not everyone is up to play a trick on you ♪
♪ Oh, though there are some who cheat and deceive ♪
- [Door opens] - Hey, babe.
How you like your waffles?
Any way you make 'em, muchacho.
Adriancita, good morning.
Oh, good morning.
Oh, my gosh, how nice. Thank you.
Wow.
- Daisie. - Uh-huh?
You seen my tie with the pineapples?
Morning, Detective.
- Thought we had a schedule. - Ay.
- You want some, Papi, hm? - I lost my appetite.
- Come on. - Ma, what happened
to the schedule?
Ay, I'm sorry, mija.
Pero hete, h-he flipped the numbers.
Oh, you did this? This looks delicious!
Daisie: Come on, Papi, just have one piece.
- Come on. Come on. - I don't want it.
You all right?
Yeah, why?
I mean, you love waffles.
They're like a food group for you.
And you go for an apple.
I need the fiber.
- Fiber. - That a problem?
Mija, please, he's been like this for days.
I have no idea why. He doesn't tell anybody nothing.
I kind of imagined breakfast just being the two of us,
- but, uh, why don't we all sit together? - Oh, sorry.
Uh, the captain just called.
- We got a body in Mid-Beach. - [Horn honks]
- And Rosie insisted on driving me, so... - Okay, wait, s-so, you...
Y-you put a whole schedule together
- to make sure we weren't here at once? - It's for your own protection.
Yeah.
- [Laughs] - See what I mean?
So, let's all agree right now that this
and that can never happen again.
[Door opens, closes]
So, did you have fun vetting Adrian last night?
Villa, that's not what last night was about.
Oh, Rosie, come on.
I think we both know why you're keeping
an eye on Adrian.
I mean, Tawnya lied to you about...
well, basically everything, so now you want to make sure
what happened to you doesn't happen to me.
Well, good news is your boy passed phase one.
- Phase one? - Yeah, the group hang...
- He passed. - How many more phases are there?
Oh, no.
Oh, yeah.
- [Mid-tempo Latin music plays] - Yeah!
Stick close by, all right?
Pool maintenance guy here called it in.
No I.D. on the body yet.
Looks like this kid put up a fight.
Mucus in the throat suggests he died from asphyxiation.
Villa: He's completely dry. The trunk must be airtight.
Those are scratch marks on the inside of the trunk.
He tried to claw his way out.
Are you saying someone tied this kid up
and tossed him down there alive?
Sadistic way to kill someone.
Some kind of dander.
Looks like an arrow.
Maybe our killer left his mark, some kind of calling card.
That mark doesn't fit the profile
of any serial killer I've seen before.
That's because our killer didn't do it.
The victim did.
He used the nail of his index finger
to carve into himself.
He was trying to tell us something.
X-rays show all kinds of past injuries...
healed leg fractures, chronic joint dislocations.
Bone remodeling suggests that the injuries accumulated
over a long time frame.
Maybe the abuse never stopped.
According to histomorphologic analysis,
this facial bruising was inflicted
just before T.O.D.
Rigor not complete suggests that he died
- less than 12 hours ago. - Mm.
DNA under the nails matched the vic's like you thought.
No drugs or alcohol in his blood,
but I found extremely high levels of caffeine.
We ran the registration of a car that got impounded last night
a block from the pool.
- Emilio Sanchez, 23. - That is definitely our guy.
Born in Miami, no family, Overtown address.
So, what do you got?
There's bruising underneath the skin.
Whatever Emilio was carving in his skin, he didn't finish.
- Maybe he ran out of time. - Maybe, but that doesn't mean
that we can't see...
[Computer beeps]
Huh.
...what he was trying to tell us.
Any guesses what that means?
Well, if this kid used his dying breath
to tell us something, I would imagine he was trying
to tell us who killed him.
[Computer beeps]
So, who is "K"?
That's what we need to find out.
♪
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I thought he was just running late.
[Sighs] We're so sorry.
Are you Emilio's girlfriend?
No. Danni's with me.
Emilio was my best friend.
[Sighs] He was more like my brother than my real brother.
Hey, we're gonna get through this, okay?
It's Nathan, right? Were you and Emilio close?
Not as close as Danni, but I liked him.
Emilio was a good guy.
Where did you go after the party?
- Home. - Alone?
With me... We just moved in together.
We fell asleep on the couch.
Came back here today to help him move.
Is there anyone who may have wanted Emilio dead,
Maybe someone who's name begins with the letter "K"?
We found signs of abuse on Emilio's body...
recently dislocated shoulder,
bruising on the wrist and the ankles.
Do you have any idea who would be responsible for that?
Abuse?
No, no, i-it's not what you think.
While all the other boys were playing sports,
Emilio was practicing how to get
out of straight jackets, handcuffs.
He was an escape artist.
With straining and contorting his body...
That would explain the pattern of physical abuse.
Danni: Emilio loved all kinds of magic.
He was always working on these amazing illusions.
He finally booked a show off the Vegas strip.
- He was leaving today. - Was this part of his act?
Emilio made that trunk himself.
It's his favorite escape.
What time did the party wrap up?
Nathan: Around 10:00.
He told us all he wanted to get a good night's sleep.
Rosie, hey, I got your text. What's up?
Why would a young man who wanted a good night's sleep
be mainlining caffeine?
- He wouldn't. - Exactly.
I think Emilio went out after the party that night
and finally got himself into something
that he couldn't get out of.
Right, okay, shouldn't you be talking to Annalise?
Nope. I am tagging you in, my man.
It's time to show you where the real juice is.
Rosie, I make my reports, and I hand them off.
- That's how I like it. - Hey.
What if someone wasn't happy
Emilio was about to get his big break?
You think Emilio was killed by another magician?
Well, lying is what magicians do.
They spend their lives deceiving people.
Maybe a rival put him in his own trunk
to try to make it look like an accident.
Or send a message.
But that still wouldn't explain the caffeine.
Mm, true.
What are you doing here?
- I don't know. - Mm.
- Excuse me. Sorry. - Mm.
So, Emilio was a member of the Society for Magical Arts.
I tracked down the President, Zavier Salvas.
If Emilio had a beef with other magicians...
Zavier might know who they are.
And I bet one of them starts with a "K."
Emilio was a wonderful kid.
How well did you know him?
He was one of my most promising protégés...
such a talent.
The entire magic community has been shaken by his death.
"Community"... How many of you guys are there?
Oh, membership in Miami alone is several thousand.
We're changing the world one illusion at a time.
How, by pulling rabbits out of a hat
and sawing people in half?
Magic fulfills a fundamental human need
to believe there's more than meets the eye.
And not just the magicians doing the big shows
in the fancy casinos.
Illusions can happen any time...
anywhere.
Wow, that was cool.
What?
Look, everybody has enemies.
Are you telling me that magicians don't get jealous?
Emilio would sometimes report to the Society
any member who broke the magician's code
by selling secrets.
Some of those members actually got kicked out as a result.
Well, can you give us any names?
Of course.
This is the entire membership.
[Sighs]
You opened for Copperfield?
I opened for a lot of big names.
Emilio could have become one himself.
Wow, looks like you're the real deal.
They always had an ambulance standing by for me,
said my act was absolute suicide.
But here I am.
Hello, Kristoff Kade.
Got kicked out two weeks ago. Where can we find him?
The dander that Rosie found on Emilio's clothes...
from a diamond dove,
a bird mostly found in Australia.
Okay. Weird. Love it.
And I just found an allergic reaction
on Emilio's arm.
I'm thinking it's plant resin,
but I just don't know what kind.
Hey, guys.
[Sighs] Okay.
Exterior's approximately 3 1/2 feet wide, 2 feet deep,
height of 2 1/2.
- [Trunk bangs] - Steel frame.
Explains why it sank.
What is that boy doing?
Pippy: I have no idea.
Joints are...
[Sighs] beautiful.
- [Beep] - Mitchie.
- EMPD, they went over all of that. - Yeah, no, I know.
I just thought I'd give it a second look
with a magician's eye.
- Uh, "magician's eye"? - Yeah.
Yeah, I don't mean to brag,
but I had my own magic act as a kid in Pensacola.
It was actually a pretty big deal.
Oh, that's sweet.
- It's very important that children - Oh.
have hobbies.
- Don't encourage him. [laughs] - Well, we can rule out
a magic accident because there's no way
that Emilio could've gotten himself into the trunk
and then into the pool all by himself.
Sometimes, a trunk's just a trunk.
No, no.
This isn't just a trunk, you guys.
It's our murder weapon.
Rosewood: Come on, magic is about making
even the impossible seem possible.
No, it's about being fooled.
I can't believe all these suckers came out.
Oh, I like this one.
Two, three.
- [Applause] - Now, does anyone have
a $20 bill that I can borrow?
Like this one?
- I do. - Hold both of your hands
out flat for me.
There we go.
I'll put that right there.
Go ahead and close them.
Open.
[Spectators gasp, applause]
That looks like a diamond dove.
I bet it'll match the dander on Emilio.
[Indistinct conversations]
Villa: Hey, hey. EMPD! Stop!
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Hey. Hey!
I beg your pardon.
[Applause]
You didn't think you were gonna get away that easy, did you?
[Dove coos]
[Handcuffs click]
Good luck getting out of those, magic man.
[Handcuffs rattle]
Oh, you think you're slick?
I got your pigeon down the hall
testifying against you.
First of all, Herman is a diamond dove.
- Mm. - You won't find another bird like him
in all of Miami, and I am
one of the only magicians with one in his act.
So explain to me why his dander ended up
on Emilio's shirt.
It must have rubbed off. Emilio and I met last week.
We wanted to make things right before he left town.
Oh, if you're so innocent, why run?
Because I have 10 outstanding parking tickets,
and my street permit to perform expired last week,
so I didn't want to get slapped with a fine.
Oh, don't worry, papa.
I'll make sure you get slapped with a big, fat fine.
She does not like magicians.
Oh, it's heating up fast.
It's time we let her cool off.
You people are the worst.
What do you mean "you people"?
- You fancy illusionists... - Uh, Detective.
You have a phone call.
Have fun with the captain.
Okay.
Or else your bird will be tasting
like a blend of 11 herbs and spices.
She can't do that, can she?
Oh, man, when she gets hungry, she'll eat anything.
Villa: That guy really gets under my skin.
I know... thinks 'cause he's captain he knows everything.
Wait. What?
Yeah, what's up with you today?
- Nothing. - No "nothing"...
First you skip breakfast, and then...
Isn't that your favorite tie?
What, can't a guy dress sharp
and have a-a light breakfast
without you giving him the third degree?
Kristoff: And all I was doing was posting videos.
Last I heard, Emilio needed cash bad
and would do any gig that he could get.
Why did he scratch the first letter of your name
- into his chest last night before he died? - I don't know.
Look, I was doing a show last night.
I was blowing minds in Cocoa Beach.
Okay, well, unless he figured out a way
to be in two places at once,
- if his alibi holds... - [Cellphone rings]
he's not our killer.
- [Cellphone beeps] - I got to take this.
I'll dig into Emilio's financials.
I'm gonna go check on that alibi.
[Elevator bell dings]
[Elevator clanks, bell rings]
♪ No shoes now ♪
♪
Are you sure you're okay with this?
Because you were pretty clear about no PDA at work.
Sometimes, I like to break the rules,
and [chuckles] you know we got to enjoy this
while it lasts, right?
I'm so... You mean e-enjoy the ride, or...
Yeah. Yeah.
- I will see you later. - [Elevator bell dings]
♪ Bring it to 11 ♪
[People conversing in Spanish]
Shh, mija, mija, shh, shh, shh!
Jose is about to confront Mañuela
about whether or not Jose is the real father of her child!
Come on.
What are you doing?
No! What are you doing?! Turn it on!
- We need to talk. - What?!
And I think you know why.
Something you've been keeping from me?
No! What? No secrets.
I'm an open librito, mija.
Ma, come on. I know your tells, okay?
Dad taught me...
how your eyebrow arches when you're lying
and your breathing slows down when you keep a secret.
[Sighs]
Okay, your Uncle Joey is not really your uncle, okay?
He was only your father's friend.
No, that's not what I'm talking about.
I...
Wait, Joe, the guy...
the guy I call every year on his birthday?
You don't got to call him anymore.
That's really upsetting.
But that's not what I'm talking about.
Your boyfriend has been acting weird.
It's the schedule, isn't it, right?
Papi and I didn't switch the numbers.
Mija, I like a soft mattress,
and his mattress is hard, so sometimes when...
Stop it. Stop. Just stop it right there.
Tell me what I need to know, or you're gonna find out
if Roberto's really the father on the Internet.
No, no, no, no! No.
I told Papi I wouldn't say anything.
[Sighs]
Okay!
But you have to promise that you will not tell him
that I told you.
I knew that beautiful woman couldn't keep a secret.
How could you not tell me
you applied for another captain job?
Applied... That's it.
It wasn't like I was condo shopping in Palm Beach.
Yeah, well, you might be soon.
Well, the truth is I got mixed feelings.
Why? This is great.
Hey, you deserve to be in a Captain's chair.
Being a captain is more than a job.
It's who you are.
And when you get that job, I'm making you take it.
- Good pep talk. - Yeah.
Well, I learned from the best.
- Oh. - And turns out
you weren't the only one keeping a secret.
Two months ago, Emilio started making
huge deposits and withdrawals.
I'm thinking he owed someone money.
When he couldn't pay, they killed him.
Kristoff's alibi checks out.
Where are we on the tox?
I tested Emilio's IgE antibodies
to see what caused his reaction.
It's from a tree called pachira aquatica.
Fun fact... also known as the Mexican money tree,
native to Central and South America.
Now, tox flagged Emilio's oxygen levels,
so I re-checked several anatomical sites,
and the oxymetric profile showed
significantly elevated oxygen levels.
The question is, "How does a guy who died of asphyxiation
end up with too much oxygen in his blood?"
And don't forget too much caffeine,
which Adrian agreed did not make sense.
- Let me check that out. - You know, I hear
that's not the only thing you're checking out lately.
Tell me about our new friend Adrian.
[Clears throat]
So far, so good, but I'm giving him space,
- just keeping it cool. - Cool?
Beaumont, you've never been cool
about looking out for anyone you love.
- You're worse than Mom. - Oh.
[Chuckling] It is true. It's so true.
Well, Adrian's a good guy, but Villa's been through a lot,
and I just want to make sure that he's the right guy.
Well, we all know what that means... phase two.
What's phase two?
The one-on-one.
And I know exactly where to take him.
♪
Man: Six the hard way.
- We got a winner. - Yeah, that was the best throw.
I know.
[Indistinct conversations]
[Slot machines chime]
- Here you are, gentlemen. - Yes.
Just here.
Mmm.
Ooh, yeah, this Guaraná is definitely going in my top 10.
You gamble?
Well, I did today when I said yes to lunch with you.
But why are we here?
Well, you know, I just thought we'd get to know each other better.
Okay. I get it.
You want to make sure I'm the right guy for your best friend.
Are you?
I want to be.
I do, but, you know, I-I don't know.
One minute, I think she's all in.
The next, it's like I'm Mr. Right Now.
I-I can't figure her out.
Have you?
No, no. That's a hard no.
Actually, it's a firm, hard no.
- Really? - Have you seen those
12-sided Rubik's cubes
where they're all messed up, you can never figure them out?
- She's the cube? - She's the cube.
Ohh. [Chuckles]
[Breathing deeply]
What are you doing?
All right, look, this isn't just a lunch.
This is what Villa and I call a hunch n' lunch.
A what?
I think that our vic came here the night that he died.
You see those poker tables?
Emilio had the playing cards just like those,
and this [inhales] the elevated oxygen in here...
This place got in trouble for pumping it in
so people can stay awake.
And you see this pachira aquatica?
Let me guess... Your victim brushed up against it,
causing an allergic reaction on his body?
My man! It's good to have a doctor in the house.
You can appreciate my skills.
Now, aren't you glad that you came out into the field
so you can [sniffs] inhale all this high-end O2?
No, but since I'm here, I might as well
make myself useful, so, uh, what's the plan?
Eyes in the sky...
If Emilio was here, they would've recorded it.
[Speaking Portuguese]
Watch and learn. Excuse me, waitress.
I'm sorry. I recognize your beautiful accent.
Let me guess, you are from...
Florianópolis, Brazil?
Good ear. Very impressive.
What can I do for you, boys?
Well, my... my friend here, he's always wanted to see
the security room in a casino.
You know, his favorite movies are "Oceans 12," "Oceans 13."
That's adorable, but my boss says we can't take
anyone back there.
Sorry.
Uh, tudo bem.
Ver uma mulher bonita como você é mais que o suficiente.
Um minuto.
Dude, I think I get it! This is the juice.
This is the juice, and that was impressive.
That was good.
Heard you boys got some questions.
Let's take a walk.
R-Relax, relax.
This is just the ups and downs of what we do.
So this is normal?
No, this is usually when Villa flashes her badge.
[Sighs] I'll talk with each of you later.
First, I need a copy of all your surveillance
- from 10:00 p.m. on. - Got it.
All the tables... poker, blackjack,
baccarat, anything with cards.
Get that?
♪
So, I went through all of the footage,
- and look who I found. - Rosie was right.
Emilio did go to the casino after the party.
He picked up a coffee on the way.
- Check this out. - He's winning every hand.
You see that? I know that move.
He was cheating.
Looks like he had company.
[Mouse clicks]
Nathan said he was home alone with Danni last night.
We need to find out why he lied.
All right, let's do this.
Let's do this.
Sign and date... It says you understand your rights
All Emilio and I did was talk.
Hm.
Then, what's wrong with your right hook, hm?
I think it caused the bruise on the left side of Emilio's face.
- [Door closes] - That's Nathan, right?
I filled him in.
Danni and Emilio were hooking up, weren't they?
And you went to confront him before he left town.
I was worried about her.
Worried that she'd leave with him?
No, the last few weeks, Danni's been different.
She's hiding something. I thought Emilio could help.
- They tell each other everything. - And when he wouldn't,
you got carried away.
That what happened?
He told me if I wanted to know what was going on,
I'd have to ask her.
I got mad, I took a swing, but I'd never kill him.
I would never do that to him. I would never do it to her.
- I believe him. - Me, too.
This guy knew his girl's best friend wasn't a threat.
That's right. Emilio was just protecting her.
And Nathan understood that.
A woman is entitled to her secrets.
Just because she's your girlfriend doesn't mean
you have the right to know every thought in her head.
Emilio was leaving.
He said he wanted to make sure Danni would be okay.
It wasn't his fault that she was hiding a secret.
But now he's gone, and I can't figure her out.
Maybe she doesn't feel the same way I do.
[Door opens]
Hey, can I borrow Rosie for a minute?
I found out where Emilio's money was going.
$1,000 a month in medical bills.
But Emilio's autopsy didn't show
any signs of prolonged illnesses or recent surgeries.
There was nothing on there that would indicate
- expensive medical care. - Yeah, but if anyone knew
what Emilio was doing, I'd say it was Danni.
- [Cellphone rings] - I got to take this. Yeah?
- [Trunk rattling] - Donna: Pippy.
Please, tell me you did not lock Mitchie in that trunk.
No.
He gave me explicit instructions only to open it
if he hasn't found his way out in two more minutes.
- What happens after two minutes? - He runs out of air.
Honey, you all right in there?
Mitchie?
Pippy, if you killed that boy...
Mitchie, answer me.
[Sighs] Get him out of there.
Uh, Mitchie, you're not speaking.
- How do we do this? - I don't know, just...
- Mitchie: [Clears throat] - [Both gasp]
I knew there had to be a way out.
Okay, how did you get out of there?
You have no idea how flexible the Mendelsons are.
Pippy: And I never want to know.
I'm sorry. Did I miss something?
[Sighs] By my calculations,
someone Emilio's size and weight
would use up the oxygen in this trunk
in approximately five minutes.
And we know that he trained himself
to hold his breath for another five.
- Right, plenty of time to get out. - Right.
So, if Emilio could get out of the trunk,
- then why didn't he? - Something slowed him down.
We just need to figure out what.
Nathan would never hurt Emilio. He's a good guy.
- We know. - We also know Emilio was paying
someone's medical bills,
and we need your help to find out who.
- [Sighs] - You cold?
I notice you're warming your hands.
You were doing the same thing at Emilio's apartment.
- Can I take a look? Let's see. - [Breathing shallowly]
White fingers, shortness of breath...
all symptoms of systemic sclerosis.
He was paying for your medical bills, wasn't he?
[Sighs]
Six months ago, I started having trouble swallowing.
Emilio took me to my first doctor's appointment.
He was there for me every night,
checked in on me every day.
When the doctor told me that there was no cure,
I-I was devastated.
Emilio wanted to cancel his Vegas show,
but I wouldn't let him.
Danni, Emilio was using his sleight of hand at poker
to pay for your treatment.
[Gasps] I had no idea.
We think it's someone that he won some money from that...
[Gasps] I got him killed, didn't I?
[Voice breaking] No, he was... he was trying to help me.
No, someone is responsible for Emilio's death,
but it is definitely not you.
Any idea who would do this to him?
We don't know, but we'll find out.
[Sniffles]
You got no right.
- [Door slams] - Can I help you, Detective?
No, you can't, and even if you could, I don't want your help.
Hornstock: You don't think I got eyes and ears everywhere?
What are you talking about?
You know, you're not as good of a liar as you think you are.
I'm talking about Palm Beach.
- That's right. - Yeah, they called me.
Hornstock: Yeah, I know they did.
I spoke with my buddy over in homicide.
- He said you had some choice words. - I was honest with him.
You called me a wild animal, a loose cannon.
- That is not true. - Come on, Slade.
We both know how you feel about me.
Ever since you came here, you've had it out for me.
You know I'm damn good at my job.
Why won't you let me go?
- Look, I... - [Knock on door]
Excuse me. We got new leads.
- Can you give us a second, Detective? - Actually...
I think we're done here. We got a job to do.
[Sighs]
- Okay, what do we got? - So, we pulled images
of everyone who lost big to Emilio.
Turns out three of them have a record.
Emilio just wanted to help his friend,
but he sat down with a bunch of bad people
who just don't like to lose.
Well, any one of them could've figured out
that Emilio was using magic to cheat them and taking them out.
So, who are they?
Lukas Nilsson... runs an aircraft-manufacturing company,
wealthy family, ties to the mob, tough guy to track down,
stays off the grid.
Hornstock: Lilly Zhukov... been living large
ever since her last two husbands died suspiciously
and she inherited their wealth.
Last seen talking to Emilio before he left.
Mick Furman, currently on parole.
Mick did four years in Levy for armed robbery,
a natural-born cheater.
Traffic cam caught him heading toward Emilio's.
Now, all three of them are registered to attend
a high-roller's weekend at the casino.
I want to know any aliases these guys go by,
and, Ira, have Feldheim flag anybody
with a "K" connection, all right?
The problem is these aren't the type of people
who just come in for a friendly chat.
Yeah, no way. They'll lawyer up.
Or they'll take off once they know that they're POIs.
Well, who says we have to bring them in?
We'll already have them in one place.
We'll go around, ask questions without them knowing,
turn the casino into our own little interrogation room.
Okay.
And I'll get to show off my poker skills.
- You play poker? - A little bit.
♪
♪ I've got the fever to do as I please ♪
What's going on with your face?
- It's my game face. - Take it off and put it away.
No can do. When it's on, it's on.
♪ I won't be defeated ♪
Deal me in.
♪ 'Cause I have a fever, no one can stop me ♪
[Slot machine chimes]
♪ Aw, here it goes ♪
Man: Raise.
Damn, that's my card.
Raise.
Go for it, baby.
Okay, call.
Mm, I like her. Is she yours?
So long as he keeps winning, I am. [Chuckles]
Mm, I'm about to break you up.
No, not tonight. I'm feeling a little lucky.
I don't believe in luck.
Well, I played a kid here last night who changed mine.
- He couldn't lose. - Oh, yeah?
Yeah, I don't see him here tonight, though.
Well, don't worry.
He won't be back here any time soon.
♪
- ♪ Aw, here it goes ♪ - ♪ Okay ♪
- ♪ - [Chuckles]
♪ Appreciate the poses ♪
♪ They know I'm a fanfare like the "Star-Spangled" ♪
Are you looking for someone?
- Not anymore. - Oh, it must be my lucky day.
What are you drinking?
Manhattan. Care to join me?
- I would love one, yes. - [Clears throat]
Thought I told you to go check out the ex-con.
Yeah, she's more my type.
You guys know each other?
[Chuckling] Oh, yeah.
Yeah, it's my little brother.
He's got a real problem with authority.
Hey, what can I say? I'm a loose cannon, right,
- a wild animal. - Ooh.
I like a wild one.
♪
I'm gonna buy her a drink.
Yeah. Why don't you two have fun?
I'm gonna go try my luck at roulette.
♪
All right, time to see if any of our casino suspects
- paid Emilio a visit. - So, we're looking
for fingerprints, fiber, hair,
anything the CSI guys might have missed.
You know what? I'm gonna start in the bedroom.
[Sighs]
♪
I spotted that cheater a mile away.
So, you said the kid won't be coming back.
Why not? You rat him out?
You ask a lot of questions.
Oh, he's a chatty one, this one. [Chuckles]
He loves to keep the conversation flowing.
I love to keep it flowing, baby, don't I?
- Yeah. - [Chuckles]
I had an ex-wife that tried to have me killed.
- Hmm. - But I still love her.
My second husband died tragically, too.
- Accident in the bedroom. - Hmm.
You ever tie a guy up?
Mm, you are a wild one.
I know. I know.
But, I mean, something like that?
[Slurps]
♪
Ugh.
Ouch. That's got to hurt.
Man: Place your bet.
You want to know my secret?
You find yourself a real loser, and you just bet against him.
They lose. I win.
Yeah, we'll see about that.
No more bets.
[Roulette ball clatters]
- Ohh. [Grunts] - 35 black.
See? I'm telling you. It works every time.
Well, why don't you go find yourself
another table, huh, buddy?
I wouldn't do that if I were you.
I wanted to see how you'd react to someone who beats you.
It took you five seconds to lay your hands on me.
How long did it take you to do the same thing to Emilio?
[Computer beeping]
[Sniffing]
What's going on right now?
My Mitchie senses are tingling. [Sniffing]
You're acting crazy.
- Are you on a juice cleanse again? - No, I smell almonds.
Okay? People eat almonds. So?
[Sniffs] Not Emilio. He was allergic.
Okay, I swabbed the kitchen. Cupboards are empty.
[Sniffing rapidly]
[Sniffs]
We need to test this cup.
Well, looks like another one for me.
Hey, you know what, Lukas?
You got to work on your poker face, man,
- your poker face. - [Cellphone vibrating]
- [Laughs] - _
One second.
Talk to me, Mitchie.
- How'd it go with my girl there? - Well, Lilly didn't kill Emilio
or her dead husbands.
Truth is I think she's here just to dull her pain.
Well, and Mick's wife confirmed his alibi.
I guess we take everybody off the table except Lukas.
They found traces of cyanide at Emilio's place.
Now, to be sure he was poisoned, I need to test that body.
We don't have time for that.
- Whew, yeah! - Well, if Villa can keep
him busy, I know a guy who can be at my lab in five minutes.
- Five minutes? - Five minutes.
Okay.
Rosewood: My man, are you ready to run the fastest
Prussian blue test in MCL history?
- I'm on it. - Let's do this.
- Hi. - Make yourself at home.
If there's anything you need, I'm here.
Okay.
Son, you really think you would miss something this big?
50% of the population can't smell cyanide poisoning.
Rosie, you're one of those people.
My man. All right, thanks.
Someone poisoned Emilio before he got into the trunk.
Villa: I don't get it.
Why poison him if you're gonna suffocate him anyway?
Yeah, I know.
- Hey... King. - Rosie.
Sir, you can't do that. Get security up here now.
- Rosie, what are you doing? - Sir, you can't... Security!
EMPD. Back up.
We've been so focused on the who,
we didn't even think about where.
Emilio loved cards.
What if he put that "K" over his heart for a reason?
The king of hearts, the one with the sword through his head.
I think this is the "K" that Emilio was trying
- to point us to. - The suicide king.
Suicide king.
Thanks for letting us stop by so late.
- Of course. - We're hoping you can answer
some questions about Emilio's last escape.
Certainly.
- Anything for Emilio. - Good.
So, he had 10 minutes to escape.
That's plenty of time. So why didn't he?
Sometimes, in our line of work, things just go wrong.
- Sure. - I'm afraid we may never know
what happened during Emilio's last moments.
- Well, but actually, we do. - We do.
Histotoxic hypoxia...
Emilio didn't show signs of it during the autopsy,
but that's because you gave him just enough cyanide
to inhibit his breathing.
[Scoffs] Excuse me?
You spent your entire life
as an opening act for other magicians.
No matter what you did,
you could never break through.
Not like Emilio was.
He was about to become a star,
performing illusions you helped him master,
and that killed you.
So you called him, made plans to see him before he left.
- You made a toast, but first... - [Scoffs]
...you slipped something into his drink.
50% of the population,
they can't smell cyanide poisoning.
I am one of those people.
That's why I missed it at the apartment.
You asked Emilio to show you his greatest escape one last time.
Cyanide slows our ability to absorb oxygen.
You knew he would run out of time.
Magic is all about controlling what the audience sees.
You wanted it to look like Emilio's trick didn't work,
but he got the last word.
Here's a "K." "K" is for "king."
Emilio could've scratched this anywhere on his body,
but where did he do it?
He put it right over his heart.
And the king of hearts has another name,
the suicide king.
This all seems pretty farfetched,
- don't you think? - You know, cyanide occurs
naturally in apricot pits.
And we know you can make them appear
out of thin air, can't you?
Rosewood: You were Emilio's mentor,
respected and revered,
but he exposed you for what you really are,
a murderer.
[Handcuffs click]
I hope you like being in small places you'll never get out of.
I appreciate the call. Thank you.
That sounded not good.
Is it about the captain job?
I think things worked out the way they were meant to.
You all right?
Yeah.
Besides, if I left, who would keep you in check?
[Sighs]
- Right? - [Laughs]
Oh, uh, Rosie and I are grabbing a drink.
You want to join us?
Uh, why don't you go ahead? I'll catch up.
- [Knock on door] - You got a minute?
Chief from Palm Beach called.
- I got the job. - Congratulations.
I'm not surprised.
Well, he also mentioned you told him he'd be a fool
not to hire me, so, uh, I guess my eyes
and ears were wrong,
which means I owe you an apology.
You know, the truth is I did say that you were
a wild animal,
a lion meant to lead, not obey,
a ruler of its pack.
You called me a lion?
Ira, I wasn't sure about you when I first got here,
but you've earned my respect.
You're a good cop.
You deserve to be captain somewhere.
You know, maybe now we can be
a couple of Miami captains kicking ass.
I didn't take the job.
Why not?
It's complicated.
You don't want to be a captain somewhere else, do you?
What can I say?
This is my pack.
It's my pack, too.
See you tomorrow, Cap.
♪
[Indistinct conversations]
Hey, you. What...
What are you... What are you doing here?
Something came up at Magic City,
so Rosie asked me to cover for him.
So I'm here.
You try that Guaraná?
- It's not great. - No, it's not.
[Chuckles]
And that's not why you're here, is it?
[Sighs]
All right, um...
Look, I know we're still getting to know each other.
And I don't expect you to show me
all your cards right away, but you don't talk to me.
What do you want to know? [Laughs]
Uh, my favorite food, my favorite color?
Tomatillo salsa and dandelion yellow.
But that's not what I mean and you know it.
I'm not...
I'm not good at this.
And I don't expect you to be.
But I expect you to try.
Look, two minutes in the elevator, it's great.
We're having fun, but we're not...
we're not moving things forward.
And I'm... I'm not sure you even want to.
So, if you're not ready to let me in,
you should really let me go.
When I was a kid,
my dad would disappear for weeks at a time.
[Scoffs] And then, he would come home
and try to put a smile on my face,
pretend like everything was the same.
He would tell me what I wanted to hear,
but all I really wanted was him.
I learned not to count on people.
I still don't.
Where is he now?
I don't know.
And I wish I didn't care.
It still bugs me the way he left.
And it bugs me that it bugs me.
[Laughs]
Hey.
I'm not going anywhere.
Okay?
Well, then, you better order me a real drink.
[Sighs]
[Cellphone rings, beeps]
Villa.
Someone pulled
a little sleight-of-hand move on me tonight.
Now, come on, now, why would I do that
when I know how much you hate magicians?
Tonight was phase three, wasn't it?
How's Adrian doing?
He's good.
- Adrian, my man! - All right, Rosie, calm down. He's fine.
- No, no, you said "good." - [Door opens]
Listen, I, uh... I got to go.
You two have a nice time tonight, okay?
Okay.
[Cellphone beeps]
Thanks for seeing me this late.
Have a seat.
I'll stand.
I ran the additional test you asked for.
Your recent bender did more damage to your body
than we thought.
Be specific.
Do you have family?
Yes, but they don't know I'm here.
I-I think you're gonna need them.
That's what I thought.
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