Previously on "Rosewood"...
I was dishonorably discharged.
Stratton: The things we did make it nearly impossible
to come back home whole.
♪ Soldiers till we're... - I'm gonna walk!
He doesn't eat, doesn't sleep.
And anytime I say something,
it just makes it worse.
It's not your fault.
When are you gonna realize
that whatever happens to Slade isn't yours?
- [Flatline, paddles whine] - There's been a complication.
- What's wrong? - Woman: Clear!
He's gonna be okay.
[Kat Dahlia's "Clocks" plays]
- ♪ Black night, white lane ♪ - [Engine revving]
- ♪ Free up, make rain, oh ♪ - [Siren wails in distance]
♪ We so about it, sun down, gold chain ♪
♪ My cup, my Jane, oh ♪
♪ We live in the jungle, we cocky but humble ♪
♪ You don't wanna rumble... ♪
Marcos: [Echoing] Leese, it's not working for me anymore.
Did you hear me?
I can't stay.
[Gasps]
♪ Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey ♪
[Engine revs]
♪ We so about it, white noise, propane ♪
[Engine shuts off, music stops]
[Engine revving, tires squeal]
[Engine revving, rap music plays]
Damn, Rosie, I thought you had me back there at the turn.
So that was you back there at that light?
Hot Miami night, hot car... Sometimes, you got to get out
and burn some pavement, you know?
All right, all right.
Question is, what were you doing out this late?
When the craving comes on,
Rosie's got to have his macadamia nut.
[Chuckles] Macadamia nut?
About 127th on the list of stuff I don't crave.
Oh, okay, this is coming from the guy who goes out
after dark to get a hot dog off a rolly cart? Really?
There's only one place in all of Miami you can get those dogs.
- I'm talking lost treasure. - Yeah, a treasure full of nitrates.
You got to protect the temple.
Besides, you know, you need to get that shoulder you've been nursing on
- for the last half-hour checked out. - Nah.
The line at the V.A. hospital will kill me sooner
than this shoulder does, so I'm good.
Speaking of good... What's up with you and my sister, man?
[Chuckles] What are you talking about? Nothing's up.
- No? - Nah.
Come on, bro, I know you're interested in her. [Chuckles]
The way you look at her, way you guys are together,
- you got to be, right? - No, no, no, it's not like that.
- Really? - Plus, she's with Adrian, so...
Adrian. [Chuckles]
Right, right.
So, maybe you could tell me what you call it.
Well, you call it partners.
- "Partners"? - That's what I call it.
- "Partners"? - Mm-hmm.
Okay, but she's a cop, and you're... not.
So that's not a real thing.
I need black and white from you right now.
Ain't no gray in my world, and you're gray.
So tell me what color you see.
Well, I see a grown black man
trying to enjoy his macadamia fix, okay?
But getting a whole lot of questions thrown at me.
- I don't... [Laughs] - See, that's the thing, man.
It's my fault, 'cause these ain't really questions.
More like telling you...
you're holding her back.
You're taking up a lot of space in her head.
Is it her head...
or yours?
I like you, Rosie.
I do, man, but if you're not gonna step up with my sister,
you need to step aside.
And there's things you don't know about my family.
But I'm back now, and I'm here. And I know what my sister needs.
- [Thunder crashes, siren chirps] - ♪ God save the prom queen ♪
♪ Teenage day dream ♪
♪ Just another dressed up... ♪
[Music stops, police radio chatter]
Is there a problem, Officer?
License and registration, please.
[Engine idling]
- How much have you had to drink tonight? - Nothing.
I just came from grading papers.
- I'm a teacher at Suarez... - Ma'am, step out of the car, please.
♪
[Dog barks in distance]
[Gasps]
[Siren wailing]
- [Sighs] - Someone's dragging today?
- You don't have your usual bounce. - I don't have a bounce.
Oh, you definitely have a bounce, but right now, you have a drag.
I shot my brother last night... in my dream.
- And then, he didn't pick up his phone. - Well, I saw Marcos last night.
- What? - Yep, no bullet holes.
Two guys, two cars crossing paths, gentlemen's cruise.
I don't know what a gentlemen's cruise is,
but do you know how happy that makes me...
"A," that he's okay,
- and, "B," that you guys are connecting? - Yeah, we connected.
You know he doesn't do that with everybody, right?
Oh, finally I feel like he's beginning to think there's a place for him here.
- Thank you, Rosie. - Whatever I can do to help.
But you might want to lock it up with Adrian
so you're not home alone in bed
- having assassination dreams. - [Camera shutter clicking]
Thanny Torres, 32, teacher.
There's the fiancé. I'll go make some small talk.
You do your thing.
What prevented you from getting to that door?
Mr. Camp, I hope you understand,
I got to ask where you were last night.
Home... We have a new puppy.
Thanny called to say she was staying late
- at the school, working. - Do you know a lot about each other?
- We were getting married. - Your fiancée was picked up
on suspicion of a D.U.I. last night.
She was later taken to jail and released at 2:00 a.m.
[Engine revs, mid-tempo music plays]
- Hold on a minute. - [Engine shuts off, music stops]
[Grunts] Detective.
Don't say anything about the cane.
This is doctor's orders.
Willy Wonka vibe, don't you think?
Villa: Slade, what are you doing here?
And what's with the car?
I lost a kidney. I figured I deserve a new car.
Slade, you're supposed to be on strict bed rest.
Oh, Rosie, really?
I've been in bed for the last 24 hours.
Plus, we have a crime and a body.
- This is exactly where I belong. - We got this, Cap.
You can go back to the candy factory.
Ah, no gloves, no love. Come on. What are you doing?
Sorry. My bad.
All right, Rosie, what do we got?
Well, at the moment, we have a dead body
with a whole lot of questions to ask.
Where, when, why, how, what... My favorite five!
Damn, it feels good to be back.
♪
Mitchie: [Airily] Hey. Sorry I'm late.
I'm on West Coast time. It's a Cali thing.
- You wouldn't understand. - I understand that you're late
and that TMI is at some FBI reach-around party
and that I'm alone doing everything.
- I understand that. - Hang loose.
- That means, "I'm sorry." - No, it doesn't,
and don't do that weird thing with your fingers ever again.
And what are you talking about "West Coast time"?
Oh, Angel City, baby... Yeah, Rosie is moving forward
with opening that second lab in L.A.,
so I wanted to prep in case I get called up to the majors.
Back it up, "brah," okay?
Uh, Rosie talked to you about Angel City?
Uh, not exactly.
Uh, Rosie, what's up with this Angel City thing?
Early stages. We'll talk later. I promise.
- What do you got for me? - [Sighs]
Well, I discovered that our sweet school teacher
has a not-so-sweet liver.
Yep, definite signs of early cirrhosis.
Oh, and Mitchie came in with a weird accent.
I don't have an accent.
[Normal voice] Okay, yeah, the voice is weird.
Could this liver damage have anything to do
with her trip to jail for the D.U.I. last night?
Rosewood: This damage was from years ago.
There are signs that the liver has been
regenerating healthy tissue.
Looks like abuse was in her past.
Well, let me fill you in on the rest of her past.
Thanny here has a record... one as long as my arm.
She was arrested a dozen times
over 10 years ago for prostitution.
- She was a prostitute? - A young one.
Hm, come take a look at this.
- What am I looking at? - It's the letter "A."
Is that a tattoo?
No, scar tissue from branding.
So, what does "A" mean?
That's the first question that we need to answer.
[Cellphones vibrate, chime, whistle]
Hornstock: Hey, guys, thanks for coming.
I-I'm sitting on somethin' here.
I don't know. Maybe I'm seein' blurry.
- So, I want some other eyes. - Okay, Hornstock, what is it?
Just give me a second.
What I'm about to show you, let's just say, is, uh,
problematic for a good friend.
- Give this to me. - [Computer beeps]
An impound officer I know saw this...
- [Computer beeps] - and thought I should have it.
That's Thanny.
[Keyboard clacks]
And that's Slade.
And just a few hours later, she's dead?
You know, I-I-I don't... I don't know
how this doctor thing works, but...
We're gonna find his prints on her body.
He was at our crime scene putting his hands all over her.
Do you think he did it on purpose
to cover something up?
I don't know, but Slade must be in some kind of trouble.
He's in some kind of something.
And the three of us better find out what it is
before someone else does.
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- [Elevator bell dings] - All I'm saying is people could catch me
doing weird things on camera, too.
- You're telling me you got no quirks? - Of course I do...
pretzel obsessions, shower-dancing to Shakira...
still telling myself pro wrestling is real,
not picking up a prostitute from jail
and lying to my own team.
Former prostitute... Maybe there's an explanation.
You know, he did admit to liking when ladies of the night read to him.
But none of them showed up dead with Slade's name all over it.
[Indistinct conversations, telephone ringing]
You need to work on your library voice.
Does this look like a library to you?
No, it looks like a precinct... his.
- You need to play this one carefully. - [Sighs]
- That's all I'm saying. - Play what carefully?
Breakfast.
I'm between coffee cakes
and one of these, um, moist muffins.
Ah, yeah, I'd go coffee cake
so we never have to hear you say "moist" again.
- Am I right? - Yeah.
- Yeah. Not a good word for him. - Thanks, Cap.
Slade: Guess who's back!
Hornstock: We got to give him the benefit of the doubt
before we start jumping to conclusions.
Oh, I'm not jumping.
I'm walking... straight into his office.
Hey, one wrong question,
and you blow everything we've earned with him.
Or what? We march ourselves to I.A. instead
and potentially ruin his name
before we even know what's going on?
[Knock on door]
I got to be honest... [Sighs]
I'm having a hard time buying the bed-rest thing.
It's just bed rest. It's no thing.
It just seems like a thing.
You were a ball of energy at the crime scene.
Doctors are right... Sleep does wonders.
Come on. You can trust me.
I'm not gonna tell your doctors or anyone.
Where were you two nights ago?
Are you trying to make me feel guilty
about being home alone and having an old-school TV dinner?
Because I got to admit it wasn't very good.
I overcooked the brownie,
but I got to catch up on my shows.
And if this is an interrogation, let the record state
that I was watching "Narcos."
But between us?
Season 4 of "The Bachelor"... Tell anyone, I kill you.
Well, since you're so well-rested,
maybe you can help me see this more clearly.
A young schoolteacher, about to get married,
she has a history of sex work...
Something doesn't add up.
Right, not your routine case.
So why are you surprised that I'm back to help handle it?
Is there something else that you want to ask me?
I should just ask Rosie.
I mean, I'm sure he already found something on the body.
Always does.
Now go catch your killer, Detective.
Always do.
Pippy: Wait.
Slade is somehow involved with this woman's death?
We never draw conclusions until we come to one.
This case is no different. Understood?
Mm, right now, all we know is that her heart stopped,
and it was healthy,
- even considering her drug history. - You call it history,
but tox shows OxyContin in her system.
But there was no sign of injection
or ingestion in her G.I. tract.
- Mitchie, re-check the X-rays. - Yeah.
Hey, by the way, did you guys check out the surf report
coming in from Malibu today?
West Coast... best coast. What up?!
What's going on with the fingers? What is that?
Oh, he's been doing that all morning.
Look, I'm always down to support the dream.
But I got to ask... Am I being drafted?
Because if so, I got a lot of things going on.
Pip, Pip, Pip, I have not even come close
to figuring out my Angel City team yet.
- [Computer beeps] - Check it out.
See these bright spots in the X-ray here?
- That's metal. - Weird.
- Yeah. - In her lungs?
Rosewood: Lethal doses of an opioid... That's how she died.
And do you know what has metal particles in it?
- OxyContin. - But one problem with that...
- Users don't smoke it. - Right.
Unlikely she was relapsing.
More likely, someone forced it into her system.
Question is... how?
[Siren chirps]
Slade wasn't the easiest guy to get to know.
I mean, he had a tough upbringing,
didn't really get close to people.
That's why we're here talking to you, Captain Marino.
When he was under your command, did Slade ever brush up
against any disciplinary action?
Never. His record was crystal clean.
And what about off the clock?
He have a thing for streetwalkers?
[Laughs]
A mug like that, I don't think he was really paying for sex.
Look, the best I can give you is this...
Slade had deep morals that always lost the battle
to his deeper ambitions.
How so?
Well, you do the math.
Took me 22 years to get the captain's chair.
He did it in seven. Rise like that...
you're either the best cop in the world or the worst.
Due respect, we're talking about Slade from the past.
When was the last time you even saw him?
Well, I didn't actually see him,
but he was in this building two days ago...
paid a visit to the M.E.,
wanted to get eyes on a Jane Doe.
Why would he have interest in a Jane Doe in your district?
I have no idea. It was just a homeless girl,
overdose... happens all the time.
But Slade's the kind of guy that needed his nose in everything.
19. Heroin. No foul play.
Did the chest X-ray reveal any metal particles?
No, it was clear.
- And Ryan Slade came to see her? - Yep.
He just wanted cause of death.
But he was her second visit,
which is a new record for a Jane Doe.
Yeah, the other was a tall Cuban girl.
Signed in as Kitty. I think she was a working girl.
- What did Kitty want? - No idea.
Didn't even know Doe's name. She's undocumented.
So tomorrow, she's going to the town.
Actually, I'm going to need you to hold off on that.
I need her body sent to my lab as part of our murder investigation.
- What? - Because I'm looking at an "A."
[Rap music plays]
Villa: You ready for a good time, Rosie?
Well, I got my good-time game face on,
and these shades will help sell it.
I'm not sure what you're selling, but I think that's her.
Ooh. A couple.
Fun.
We're actually not a couple,
and we're not here for what you think.
You're Kitty from the back page of the Sun Express, right?
Girl, I just took those pics.
Don't even play like I look different in person.
Besides, I don't do much talking.
And that includes telling anyone about this secret little thing
you have with this fine piece of fudge.
Again, we're not a couple.
We're here about a murder investigation.
Look, we all have our fetishes,
but role-playing isn't exactly my strong suit.
Yeah, and the cuffs aren't just for show.
So, you gonna spill?
Have you ever seen this man?
I thought these were gonna be hard questions.
Yeah, many times.
But, like, 10 years ago.
He basically paid off my mortgage.
What, like a loan shark?
Like my longest and best-paying customer.
He was a lot rougher than a shark.
He was a very dangerous man.
Villa: Are you absolutely certain
the man in this photo was your customer?
I may forget faces and names
and marriages when I'm asked to.
I'd never forget those eyes.
What was behind them terrified me.
- He terrified you? - All of us.
He was erratic, damaged,
especially to Thanny.
[Up-tempo music plays]
[Engine revs]
- [Engine shuts off, music stops] - Get in.
- I'm booked. - I say when you're booked.
Hey. Don't walk away from me.
Hey, chief, move away.
I said "move," or I'll crack your skull on this pavement.
Move.
- Hey, where are you going? - Amparo is watching.
I don't care who's watching!
I want everyone to watch so they know when I need you, I need you!
You understand that?
Kitty: And we all did as he said after that day.
Men don't pay for damaged goods.
Listen, mama, the man in the photo is a friend,
so if you or someone else is trying to frame him,
set him up to take the fall for something,
you're gonna feel the hurt
in places even your customers don't touch.
You asked the questions.
If you don't like the answers, that's your problem.
Show me your foot.
I charge a pretty penny for that sort of thing.
You want to show us in the precinct?
Let me guess... "A" for "Amparo," your pimp.
He branded his girls
so the other pimps knew you were his.
Rosewood: Those are scars from shackles.
Want to tell us how you were trafficked here?
Girls from Cuba heard about Amparo.
It was a smuggling service.
They brought to the U.S., get your citizenship,
and then they'd send for your family.
- American dream sold cheap. - Mm.
And do you know how many girls believed that they had a chance
to walk the streets paved with gold only to find
their feet branded and shackled, face-up in a brothel?
Can you give us an I.D. on the brothel?
Oh, sure, but you'll find a bodega.
The location always changes.
That's why the ring lasted so long.
And that's why it's back.
And I'm sorry, but Amparo stole my life once,
so I'd like to stay as far away as possible.
Well, if that's true, then why did you visit that Jane Doe?
Because I saw her branding in a newspaper.
And I knew that if I didn't go say goodbye, nobody would.
Her family doesn't know where she is,
and I don't know who she is,
but she's my sister.
That's what happens when women share the same struggle.
It forms a sisterhood so much stronger
than the men who oppresses us.
Hornstock: Matt Baldovsky, Amparo's real name.
Yeah, a real sicko no matter what he calls himself.
Well, we got a bigger problem than that.
Baldovsky's in Florida State Prison,
has been for the past decade on sex-trafficking charges.
All right, so, he's not our guy.
But what did his case file say?
I mean, you don't run a sex-trafficking ring alone.
They're sealed.
This was on Thanny's person. Check this out.
Look. That's our Jane Doe.
You see that "A" branding on her foot?
Hornstock: Yeah, I do.
I'm guessing so Thanny did, so did Kitty.
And so did Slade.
Do you think he had a reason to silence these girls?
[Door opens, hinges creak]
You guys sneaking cupcakes
or devising a plan to take over the world?
Hornstock: No, just nutshelling through this case,
batting it around.
In the basement?
Villa: Hm.
Looks interesting.
Yeah, I mean, we haven't gotten that far yet.
Like he said, just nutshelling.
Yeah, well, that's why I came down here
because usually I'm privy to the nutshell.
Right?
So, take me through what you got.
Well, uh, Thanny's fiancé was blindsided
by her history as a sex worker.
Yeah, I mean, as of now, he's clear.
Alibi checked out with a nosy neighbor
who could see straight into their TV room.
She can account for his minute-to-minutes.
Otherwise, you, uh... you dry?
Yeah.
For now.
Okay, well, since you guys are at an impasse,
Ira, I'll borrow you.
You hear that?
- I don't hear nothin'. - Exactly.
These walls, they're thick, soundproofed.
This is the quietest place in the precinct.
Safe.
Well, I come at it differently.
This table, these chairs, opposite sides...
adversarial dynamics.
Mm.
Not if there's alcohol involved.
I see what you're thinking. "Can a man get a cube?"
We're gonna have this straight up.
You've been walking around like you have
a permanent question mark on your forehead
that you want to say something, so I thought
a little liquid courage might help you ask it, you know?
Or maybe there's something you want to ask me
or tell me.
[Sighs]
Well, I guess that depends how close we are.
Are we close, Ira?
Yeah.
- We're close. - Good.
Because I think we're better working on the same page.
I want your help.
I may need it. But I got to ask you...
How important is this job to you?
What are you asking me, Slade?
If suddenly this were to all go away,
if it didn't exist, where do you see yourself?
Because if that ever happened,
I'd want to help you get there.
You just need to tell me what it is you need.
I don't.
Ah.
Everyone needs something. Come on.
Five years from now,
are you on an island somewhere?
Are you sipping something from a straw?
Slade: Ira, I got reach...
Way beyond my chair.
I got a lot of money, and I got means.
I don't want your money.
I don't want your means.
I'm all set with this job. I just want to do it.
Hornstock: So just tell me
what it is that you need to tell me.
Then are we done here?
[Chair creaks, footsteps]
[Ominous tone plays]
It's an RFID chip,
the kind they use in animals to track them.
We found it in Jane Doe's neck while taking tissue samples.
- A human I.D. tag. - Mm.
So someone knows every move these girls are making.
Mm-hmm.
[Scanner beeps]
- Amparo. - But not the same Amparo
that's rotting away in a prison cell?
No, but whoever's running this is using the same name now,
and those are the GPS coordinates of her last location.
Yeah. Look at this.
[Clicks tongue]
[Computer beeps, warbles]
♪
All right, baby!
Villa: You sure you got the location on the chip right?
I'm definitely sure this is it.
The Jane Doe that died last week...
This location was on her chip seven times.
But, no, it does not look like
the location of a thriving human-trafficking ring.
Wait, wait, wait. You see the man behind me at 1:00?
He's reading the newspaper in long sleeves?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Either he's being modest about that body of his
or he's not on vacation.
See him eyeing the guy watering the plant over there.
What's so weird about that?
Yeah, there's no water in the bottle.
Okay. All right. Time for me to go into action.
- Do I look like a tourist? - No.
So you're gonna have to sell it.
Hey, hey, chief. You know what?
You look like a knowledgeable guy.
You know, I'm in town on business from De Moines.
You ever been there? Yeah, I.T. convention.
And, uh, I was hoping that you could get me the intro
to some ladies.
Check with the concierge.
I'm sure they can direct you to an escort agency.
"Escort"? No, no, no, no.
See, that's not really my flavor.
I don't know. Maybe I'm talking to the wrong guy.
See, my friend Amparo sent me here
and said that you could get me what I need.
Wait here.
You are the right guy. I thought that was you.
I thought you were.
Get up.
- [Elevator bell dings] - You're getting on the elevator.
When it stops, get off.
[Elevator bell dings]
♪
[Door opens]
[Sighs] I'm Yaselyn.
Rosewood: No, no, no, no. Don't. Don't. Don't do that.
I'm Dr. Beaumont Rosewood. I'm here to help you.
Come sit on the bed.
I'm just here to help.
Now, I'm gonna need you to help me, too, okay?
So, tell me who's in charge of this operation.
Where is he? Is he... Is he... Is he close to here?
What?
All right, this is gonna sting a little bit.
[Sighs]
- [Knock on door] - [Inhales sharply]
- Brilliant. - No, no. You need to call the cops.
They need to hit this place, and they need to hit this place hard.
No, the cavalry comes now, we'll never catch the killer.
Remember, the operation keeps moving.
Amparo is here, okay?
He runs this whole operation out of this hotel.
Man: [Muffled] Time's up.
[Inhales sharply]
[Knocks on door] Let's go.
- We need to go now. - No, I am not leaving without her.
She's sick.
[Sighs]
[Knock on door]
- We're busy! - Man: Open up.
I need to talk to her.
[Lock rattles, clicks]
Man: Wrap it up.
Need you in another room.
[Breathing shakily]
We better get out of here.
♪
Come on.
[Fire alarm ringing]
[Engine revving, tires squeal]
Yaselyn. [Speaks Spanish]
Look, I know you've been through a lot, sweetie,
but I need you to concentrate
and tell me if you recognize any of these people.
- [Sighs] - No one? Okay.
We can get back to this once you've had some rest.
[Gasps]
Villa: It's okay. He's my brother.
Sorry. I was on my way to the range.
- You good? - Yeah, we're good.
You good?
Yeah, I'm good.
[Scoffs]
I'll see you later.
- [Door closes] - The doctor in me tells me
we need to get her to a hospital.
Villa: Yeah, well, the detective in me says
that'll risk saving every girl involved.
No. Save my sisters.
I'm not going anywhere until you do.
I know him.
Which one?
Which picture, sweetie? You'll have to point to him.
Him, that man... I've seen him before.
What?
Who?
- This man? - Yeah.
- Where? Where have you seen him? - Back at the hotel.
[Grunts] Found this in her neck. It's a tracking device.
- It's active. - What?
All right, just wrap that up. We're leaving.
- [Gunshot] - Aah! Down! Get down!
- [Gasps] - [Dog barking in distance]
[Engine revs, tires squeal]
- Everyone okay? - Are you okay? - [Whimpers]
Yeah. Yeah, we're good. We're good.
Good, 'cause we're on the move again.
[Sirens wail in distance]
We weren't followed, so I think we're safe for now.
Is she okay?
Yeah, she's scared, but she's all right.
[Door closes]
Look, Rosie, what happened with us
in the bed at the hotel...
[Door opens]
I'd say sorry to interrupt,
but I've missed walking in on these moments.
No, no. This is not a moment.
This is... We, uh... We're actually waiting
on the, uh, results of the chip.
So, listen... Call me if you need anything.
I have to see someone.
[Shell casings clatter]
Rosewood: First time here.
I got to say... This ventilation needs some love.
Nah.
Weak ventilation keeps the weak-spirited out...
usually.
Lots of alone time...
That explains why you're a perfect shot.
Got any advice for a civilian?
Yeah.
Join the Army.
If not, think of somebody who motivates you
to hit them dead center every time.
[Shell casing clatters]
Close, but close gets you killed where I'm from.
Yeah, well, I guess I don't harbor
the vengeance that's needed for your advice.
Well, why would you?
Surrounded by family, friends, fancy billboards.
Me, I got two things... my mother and my sister.
My motivation... anybody who stands in the way of that.
Yeah, you got me thinking about my sister, too.
Back in the 11th grade, I witnessed her
defending herself against a bully
who got too little love at home
and had too much to prove in the hallways.
And it was that day that I realized
that Pippy was a strong woman who knew how to hold her own,
yet she could also use her own judgment on how to protect herself.
And if she ever needed me, she knew I'd be right there
in a heartbeat, because that's what brothers do.
Why are you telling me your business, Rosie?
Well, because Pippy reminds me a lot of Annalise.
- I just thought it'd be helpful for you to know. - [Pistol cocks]
It was.
Very.
I came back to talk about very sensitive material,
but I need your word it stays in this room.
Look, blue to blue,
you should know you can say what you got to say.
There's a human-trafficking ring going on in your jurisdiction.
What are you talking about?
Why wouldn't your entire precinct be on it, then?
Well, we believe
Slade might be connected.
And we're running our own investigation first.
That's why you guys came asking all those questions.
See, then, we thought he was an addicted john.
Now all arrows are pointing
in a direction we wish they weren't.
Maybe he wanted to silence these girls.
We don't know yet.
But what I need to know is are you willing to work with us?
Detective, I have a daughter,
so I'm willing to do anything you need,
including taking down one of our own.
[Engine revs, rap music plays]
Mitchie: I can't believe Slade might be involved in this.
Why, Slade?
Why couldn't you just be the cool, hunky dude
who sometimes acknowledges I'm in the room, you know?
- Whoa. - Oh, Sorry.
- [Siren wailing] - Uh-oh. You got the lights.
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. - Just... Just stay calm. Stay calm.
You'll get out of this. Just stay calm.
Yeah, yeah, I'm... I'm super calm.
- [Wailing stops] - Oh, God. - Just relax.
- [Exhales sharply] - You got this.
Just relax. Stay calm. You got this.
Yeah, do I look okay?
You're good. You're good. You're perfect.
- [Shakily] Hello. - License and registration?
Nah, I'm good.
- How much have you had to drink? - [Laughs] He thinks I'm drunk.
- Step out of the vehicle, son. - [Groans]
Okay. [Chuckles]
- [Intoxilyzer beeps] - Man: Well, you definitely have
something very, very wrong with you,
but I'm afraid it's not something
this precinct can fix.
You're not drunk.
I told you I wasn't drunk.
So, am I free to go then?
After I finish writing your citation for reckless driving.
You stay put.
♪
What's red mean?
Rosewood: It means Oxy inside that intoxilyzer.
Oh, my God. Does this mean I'm high?
There were only trace amounts in the intoxilyzer.
You are not high.
Someone put Oxy on her mouthpiece,
- and that's how she inhaled it. - Well, Slade was at the jail that night,
has reach in his old precinct,
could have easily had access to the intoxilyzer
- and tainted the mouthpiece. - Yaselyn put him at the hotel.
He's got means and M.O.,
and if we could get onto his boat
- and find the drug... - There's no denying it's him.
But there's no way we can get on his boat without him knowing.
Oh, there's always a way.
♪
[Whistle blows]
Normally, I don't do the whole wings-and-ranch thing.
But a little B-ball
and a "thank you for the kidney" hang...
I owe you one.
Oh, please, we've already been through this.
You don't owe me anything. Look at those wings.
- Nice. - All right.
Mmm. These are good. [Chuckles]
You know, if, uh...
if you want to do me a favor,
that, uh, second body in your lab, the Jane Doe?
Maybe you can slow the roll down on that a little bit.
Now, why would I do that?
I'm just asking you to slow it down.
That's all. No big deal.
[TV chatter]
If you're going through something, I'm here for you.
But I can't do that. I'm your friend.
You saved my life,
but you also saved the life of a doctor who took an oath.
Well, that's not what I was hoping you'd say.
Mm, these beans... [sniffs]
in my nose... They smell like my mother.
Smells will do that.
When was the last time you saw her?
Uh, two years ago.
My mom put me on a boat with the promise of freedom,
of so many things.
But they didn't happen.
Dozens of us in crates.
The sound of ships but no light.
We were branded in the dark.
Mi mamá y mi papá... [sniffles]
they must think I'm dead.
[Sirens wail in distance]
[Cellphone vibrates]
Slade: If you changed your mind about the whiskey, Ira,
you could have just asked.
You know, I don't have many things,
but I got this hunk of metal.
And other than my kids, it's the only thing
that I'm proud of, and I'm willing to die for it.
So I'm only gonna ask you once...
Why'd you pick up Thanny from jail?
Why were you at the De Leon hotel?
And think about this one very carefully...
Why did you try to bribe me in my own interrogation room?
[Sighs]
Oh, Ira. You're a simple man.
And I don't mean that in a good way.
I've known it since the moment you walked into my office.
You will always work harder than the guy next to you
because you have to.
So let me explain this to you in a way you can understand.
You're in quicksand right now, and every second
that you stand still, you're sinking deeper and deeper
until all I'll be looking at is the soft spot of your thick, bald head.
You want to survive? Go ahead. Make a move.
Or get the hell off my boat, man.
You know, I'm the only one that believed in you
on this whole thing from jump street... just me!
You know what?
You want me off this boat? Make me.
Ira...
I think you should go home and play with your kids,
see if they care about you, because I don't.
♪
[Buzzer, door opens]
You didn't answer your phone. You didn't call.
What happened?
It's time.
♪ I picked the paper up ♪
♪ God got another one ♪
♪ It makes me wonder if what I do, is that enough? ♪
♪ Ohh, Lump in my throat ♪
[Engine shuts off, music stops]
I got to say, Cap,
this is a bizarre place for a reunion.
Well, I wanted to keep it away from the precinct,
- talk man to man. - Sure. Is everything okay?
I know, Slade... What you've done.
What you're doing with the girls,
the trafficking, Amparo. I know all of it.
I'm sorry. I-I'm... I'm not following.
You're burned, Slade.
Your contact in Cuba told me all about the girls
he was helping you traffic up here. What are you talking about?
I don't know anyone in Cuba.
Estevez Crespo...
Ring a bell?
Before I turn you in, I want to try to help you,
give you a chance to be honest, for your soul.
Well, it's a little...
a little late to help me now, don't you think?
- Well, that depends on your story. - My story?
I had no ties to anybody or anything.
I was practically an orphan.
So you knew that I would thrive in that world,
pose as a john, get inside the operation.
So you put me undercover and you left me there.
You left me there for so long
that I forgot what the outside felt like.
And that power, that thrill took over my life.
Well, now the thrill is over.
We gave you every chance to come clean,
- you lying son of a bitch. - Villa, Villa, what are you doing?
- What? - Shut up.
We're here because we know the girls are being kept
in this shipyard somewhere.
Hornstock: And thanks to Captain Marino, we have the evidence
to take you and your ring down.
You knew what you were doing, didn't you, Marino?
You put me on that case because you knew I'd fail,
that people like me... damaged, broken...
we get addicted.
- But I didn't. - [Siren wailing]
- Listen... I need you to slap me hard. - No, Thanny, I can't do that.
- This is my ticket to freedom. - I know.
I'm going to get you out from Amparo.
- I promise you. - Then make it look real.
If I'm gonna be your C.I. and risk my life,
then make it worth it.
I rose in that world.
I did things I wasn't proud of,
things I never thought I was capable of.
But I found Amparo,
and I gave you everything you needed, didn't I?
And you put him away for life, and then you promoted me.
You must've seen money to be made.
The American dream, is that what it was?
And after he went to jail, you decided to take it over,
and you became Amparo.
[Chuckles] Wow.
That's a really well-crafted story, Slade.
I applaud you.
Now, will someone handcuff this guy already?
No, see, I applaud you, because that Cuban contact
I gave you 10 years ago was Ettore Alves,
not Estevez Crespo.
Now, that's kind of curious how you knew today's contact
even though you had no idea that the ring was still happening.
[Chuckling] Whoa, whoa. Whoa. Come on.
What are you guys doing? He's obviously lying.
We were lying when we told you this was a sting on Slade.
Yeah, he filled us in on everything last night.
All we needed was the Cuban Port contact
to end this ring in Cuba, too.
Four days ago, I get a call from Thanny Torres
because she saw a person in the paper with a branding.
But she called you first,
because she thought she could trust you.
She wanted to tell you that Amparo's ring was back.
But by the time I picked her up at the police station,
she was terrified that you were trying
to silence her for some reason, and you were.
So that phone call got her killed.
You made it seem like she was just another addict relapsing.
You had her arrested for a false D.U.I.
While in jail, you contaminated her intoxilyzer.
Villa: Thanny wasn't relapsing.
She was onto a new chapter of life, about to get married,
and you stole her life one last time.
Okay, look, I-I know that he's one of your own,
but this is just absurd.
'Cause... Because I know a name?
I mean, come on, you guys got nothing, all right?
Rosewood: Is your eye bothering you?
Inflammation, itchiness, marked lacrimation...
See, that's what happens when you spend a lot of time
around these docks with all these fumes.
And here's the clincher... That chip you put
in Yaselyn's neck to track where she's been?
It had this address on it. And it also had yours.
You thought it was over 10 years ago when you took me off the case.
Now it's over.
I mean, did you really think you could work with my people
as bait and force me into some sort of confession?
[Static crackles, officers speak indistinctly]
Just... Just... Blue to blue, I'm not going to make you run for me.
Good. I won't need to.
[Indistinct conversations]
Because, blue to blue, if you make one move,
you'll feel the wrath of millions of women
who'd love to roast an animal like you.
Lock this pig up.
- _ - [Siren wailing]
Barbara Dicasoli coming to you live from the Miami Ports
where a sting operation has taken down
a human-trafficking ring originating all the way in Cuba.
Look, Slade, I know we got into this last night,
- but, again... - Don't.
No, no, I shouldn't have investigated alone.
With one wrong step, I would've taken you all down with me,
and I just couldn't live with that.
Every cop has that one case that haunts them.
You know, Ira, I hope you know
I didn't mean any of those things I said on the boat.
I was just trying to get your stubborn ass to leave.
Oh, I know.
But I got to hit you, and that felt pretty good.
I guess sometimes that's all you have to do to a brother.
We good?
We're all good.
And like they say, teamwork...
- Oh! No, no, no. - What? What?
[Elevator bell dings]
[Telephones ringing, indistinct conversation]
You sent a doctor to my house, man?
Yeah, you know, I thought I'd call in a favor
so you don't have to wait on the V.A. line.
And what did I say about not needing your help?
[Chuckles] It's just a call.
[Scoffs] I'm not your charity case, Rosie.
Look, Marcos, we're not in a battlefield,
okay, so you might want to ease up.
I-I-I-Is that an order? Hm?
You ever been to Fallujah?
You ever fired a weapon at an enemy, man?
I outrank you there, and I outrank you right here.
I'm gonna tell you one more time...
Don't cross this bridge.
You know what you are, Rosie?
You're a pathologist with a weak-ass heart
who couldn't even protect his own sister.
That's what I got from your little story.
You know who you're looking at right now?
Yeah, I'm looking at a man who got dishonorably discharged
from the Army and is about to get dishonorably discharged
from his own family if he doesn't ease... up.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Break it up!
- Guys! Chill out! - Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hey!
- Easy! - Chill!
[All shouting]
Hornstock: That's it!
[Shouting continues]
[Breathing heavily]
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