Previously on "Rosewood"...
I want you to meet my mother.
I'd love to meet her.
You know who you're looking at right now?
Yeah, I'm looking at a man
who's about to get dishonorably discharged
from his own family if he doesn't ease... up.
Hey! Hey!
She's gone.
What a beautiful start to my day.
Why, thank you, son. I love this dress, too.
So, some happy housekeeping
- before you make your rounds. - Okay.
I'm on a plane to L.A. on Friday to finalize everything
with the medical board for your new lab.
I see someone's flying business class.
First class. I'm using miles.
Whose miles?
Family miles.
Mitchie's lost a contact lens.
Both lenses, actually.
- Are those helping? - No. No, they're not.
And you're right, Ms. D...
that dress you're wearing is a revelation.
He's trying to go with me to L.A.
I will fly with the animals in cargo.
- You're staying here. - I am!
And in case you were wondering,
yes, you are paying them to canoodle.
W-We're not canoodling.
No, we're petting.
So, is this what goes on in the lab
when there's not a body on the table?
- Not every day. - Always.
- Yes. - No.
Bro, come on. We're just happy to be here, you know?
With you, to see your business,
which helps so many families, expand to another city?
Holla. That's kind of huge.
But we're also celebrating you.
Seeing you back like this, healthy and strong...
it's everything.
No, no, no, no, no.
There's gonna be no crying today
because today is a day of celebration.
So, I see some non-alcoholic carbonated cider
that needs to get drunk, so let's drink it.
- Hey, Mitchie. - Oh, yeah.
Oh, don't act like you weren't ready to come over here.
- Come on, now, boy. - I was.
Get the cider out.
Oh-ho-ho!
Someone just got shot in the face!
Why you got to do me like that?
Well, pop your head up like a punk
and you're gonna get clipped, Vinny.
- She always bust balls like this? - What's up?
Nothing. You know, I just came by to see my baby brother.
- Maybe grab some eggs. - I'm starving.
Yo, big sis gonna cook it up?
What, you want me to cook it up?
Over easy, bacon, coffee, black.
Look, Leese, I-I lost my temper with Rosie,
but if you came by to lecture me, I don't...
I came by because I get it.
Know why?
I've been lost before, just like you.
I've wanted to hate everyone and everything around me,
just like you.
I've picked unnecessary fights before, just like you.
But I know your heart.
And I know how selfless you are.
The only way you get through this is to protect you.
Nobody else right now.
Not me, not Ma, nobody.
Just you.
Okay, bro?
Thank you, sis.
I love you.
But I got to protect you from one last thing, okay?
Yo, Vinny can't cook. Don't eat his eggs, okay?
I can hear you, dick.
Rosie?
Yeah. I'm gonna talk to him.
And, at some point, you should, too.
How does he beat us here like this always?
I don't know, but I'm used to it.
Well, I haven't seen that look on the Rosie mug in a while.
A guy passes away, let's say, four or five days ago.
Goes through the works,
family puts him in his favorite suit,
arrangements made.
How about you give us the straight version
that's understood by normal people?
This deceased man has already been embalmed
- and prepped for burial. - Wait. What?
That's right... a funeral,
which I'm guessing was scheduled for today.
Wait. A case came in this morning with Feldheim.
North Shore Mortuary. Didn't a body go missing?
Yeah. DeSouza, get me a pic on that missing body.
I need it 10 minutes ago. See if we got a match.
Who the hell steals a body and throws it on the street?
I don't know. I'm just a pathologist.
But I know that look on that Villa mug. What do you got?
Whoever did this wanted to divert attention.
Or draw attention.
Exactly. We got to get these people off the street... now.
Okay! All right, move, people!
Let's get these guys out of here!
You heard her... let's go!
Come on. Back it up! Come on!
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Barbara Dicasoli, coming to you from downtown Miami,
where a local businessman is lucky to be alive today
after an armed robbery at Luxe Jewelry Collection.
Bastion Bleiweiss was alone
when five masked gunmen entered his store...
So let me get this straight... our crew dumped a dead body
in the street to distract everyone from a robbery?
I told you it was a weird one.
So our burglars moonlight as killers now?
No. The body was already dead.
Yeah, they stole it from a mortuary.
They wanted to make sure all eyes were on it
instead of on this.
This is Bastion Bleiweiss, owner of the store.
He was the only one inside when the robbery took place.
Hey, Bastion, I'm Captain Slade.
Be pretty helpful if you can tell us
anything you remember about the robbery.
These guys knew my store like the back of both hands.
They got what they came for in two minutes flat.
I-I couldn't see their faces. Or their bodies.
They were covered in Kevlar, and one of them wanted blood.
He... He wanted to hear my last words.
He kept telling me I was gonna die.
And a second later, the son of a bitch just bam!
- You have six other stores, right? - Yeah.
Any of them been hit in the last year or so?
I've had attempted robberies before, one of them successful.
I-I have millions of dollars of merchandise.
So until they're caught,
I'm... I'm just gonna consolidate everything.
All right. Look, if we have any more questions,
we'll give you a call.
Seems like there's a psychopath in the crew
that takes great pleasure in terrorizing his victims.
Agreed, which is why I want these guys caught
before they pull off their next score.
Uh, h-hey...
I thought you were gonna take some time off.
Staff is backed up. They need me here.
No. You need to take care of yourself.
Everything okay?
My mom passed away last night.
Cardiac arrest.
Oh, Adrian, I'm so sorry.
Thanks, Rosie.
But right now, I'm gonna do a full external examination
to determine if the thieves left any evidence behind.
No, no. You haven't slept in two days.
And you just lost your best friend.
Listen, Magic City will take care of this one, at no cost.
Okay.
Thank you.
We got you.
One more signature here. And we are good.
- Thank you so much. - Thank you.
- Later, Rosie. - Thanks, Kentucky.
This is Ned Winter, 55 years of age.
Died last week of natural causes.
The crew of thieves who robbed the jewelry store
also stole this body from the North Shore Mortuary.
- Which means? - The bad guys handled the body.
Point for Mitchie.
TMI, can you scan and screens on the hands and the shoes,
see if they left any trace DNA behind?
- T? - Hmm?
Excuse me. I'm what?
Dear, are you all right?
She's good.
She's fine. We're great.
Are we now?
I can diagnose this one from experience.
'Cause this guy has fallen back
into the arms of an ex-lovah or two.
Actually, just one.
But the re-ignition of the physical flames,
- lomo caliente, which... - "Hot loins."
- Yeah. - No, which we do not have.
It's probably just an argument.
It happens.
If either of you wants to talk, I'm... I'm here.
Nope. No talking.
But clock is ticking on this case, right, Rosie?
Yes, yes, the clock is ticking. Let's get started.
Black light, please.
TMI, how confident are you about pulling DNA from dandruff,
on a scale from 1 to...
10. Yeah, I'm on it.
But if dead skin cells from Ned's scalp
ended up on his suit, how does...
Oh, you looked at his scalp and found no signs of dandruff.
Zero.
Yeah, but the dandruff could've come
from anyone at the mortuary or the crime scene or...
One of our thieves. So...
- Run it. - Run it.
Run it.
Um...
Um, maybe we should call security?
Oh, I am security.
Rose-man, if you need an extra set of fisticuffs, I'm in.
Just know that I have never thrown a punch,
and I don't know how to make fists.
Mitchie, I'm good. Thank you.
Uh...
I-I got no excuses for what I did.
All right?
Turns out, I'm only good at one thing, Rosie.
Protecting.
I feel like I'm just looking around,
trying to find my way, you know?
Prime example right here.
I used to hand out candy to the kids in Mosul, you know,
get them away from my post, away from any danger,
in case it went down.
And this one little Iraqi boy, he gave me this,
and he said, "Haz jaid. Haz jaid."
"Good luck. Good luck."
And he turns and runs back to the marketplace
and gets clipped by an IED.
Boom. Just like that.
And maybe, in some weird way,
I was trying to re-create that over here, and I've...
Which I know is crazy,
which I don't expect you to understand
- or anything like that, but... - You know what?
You're right. I don't understand.
I do understand what it's like to have a lot of pride.
And I know how hard it is to ask for help.
Listen, Marcos, I think the world of your sister,
so the thought of hurting her, it just...
just not gonna happen.
And I think that's something you can understand.
And I hope you do.
So if you're good, I'm good.
Hey. We got a hit on the dandruff.
I love me some DNA!
Nice work, Rosie.
Oh, can you say that again, please?
Suspect's name is Benji Tovar.
Served six years for armed robbery.
Yeah, he got out last year on good behavior.
Look, I'd love for you to lock your loafers right here
so you don't get shot in your pretty face.
You call me pretty?
Stay.
Don't let it get to your head.
Remember this?
Oh, yeah.
And this gunshot wound was at close range.
Large caliber.
Clean entry, clean exit.
Well, I think I found... its new home.
Looks like a 5.56.
Maybe from an M4 carbine?
Good chance Benji was murdered by a member of his own crew.
Sounds like these guys are gonna go to war with each other.
Well, we better track them down before things get worse.
And before they all leave the country.
What are you talking about?
I noticed multiple sores inside Benji's mouth.
That paired with the three different injection points
on his left arm tells me he got inoculation shots recently.
And that tells me he's going somewhere far, far away,
and he's going soon.
If these guys are pulling one last big score,
it must also be very soon.
Rosie, get Benji to your lab now.
What's going on? What's going on?!
I live here. Is Benji okay?
- I live here! - Hey.
He's okay, right? He's okay?
You don't want to go in there, okay?
He finally got on a good path.
Ever since he got out of prison, he changed.
We were gonna get married.
Myra, you have to know that Benji was working
with some very dangerous thieves
who robbed a high-end jewelry store yesterday.
But he was working construction.
I know it. Trust me.
Paychecks? You seen one recently?
It is critical that we stop whoever Benji was working with
before they pull their next job.
Where he was going the past several weeks
might lead us to them.
Just hang tight till we're done in there.
Las Obras Cafe. Your favorite.
Actually, Puerta Sagua is my favorite.
Yeah, I know, but the line was hella long, so...
We'll do Puerta Sagua another time?
Hey, whatever you want, say the word.
I'll be there. I promise, okay?
What are you doing here?
Last stop on my apology tour.
Your captain, I figured he'd be here.
It's funny, though, you know?
I had to lose my head in order to start seeing clearly again.
But I'll be all right.
I know you are.
I did get my swag, like, all the way back, too.
You know, so Miami better watch out
'cause your baby brother
got a hot date tonight.
What's up? You all right?
Yeah.
If it's Rosie, if he's still pissed at me,
I could go talk to him or something.
No, no, no. It's... It's Adrian.
I asked him to take some time off,
and I just found out he quit the M.E.'s office today.
He seems lost.
I don't know how to help him.
Yeah, you do.
He just needs to know you're not going anywhere.
Yo, ain't it against the rules to eat the evidence?
Mm.
Chambray Chocolates.
Way over in Aventura.
Myra said it was a gift from their anniversary, so...
Wait.
Benji bought lottery tickets
from a gas station in the same area.
Yeah. So the dude bought his lady some chocolates
and stopped to get gas on the way.
But he bought the gas and the chocolates on different days,
which means he was going to this area of town regularly.
Pipp, where are we with the tox?
Preliminary results are in, and you were right.
Presence of doxycycline and chloroquine
means he got a series of shots in the past 72 hours.
I want a list of local doctors
who administer inoculations A.S.A.P.
Oh, do you need a hand?
No. Negative. Stay here, work.
Deep thoughts, by Mitchie Mendelson.
What do you got?
Foreign particles adhered to the esophagus, lining the lungs.
- Theory? - Brewing.
We got any sodium rhodizonate?
Yeah, we do!
TMI, you mind going upstairs and getting some sod-rhod?
- No, I got it. - No, no. She can get it.
You and I need to talk.
Last time I heard those words, my ex-wife was telling me
that she was excited about the potential
of falling in love with someone who wasn't me.
Well, this will be a very different conversation than that.
I am going to Los Angeles on Friday.
Great. No worries.
To interview pathologists.
Great. What?
Listen, Mitchie, I've been doing this a long time,
and to have someone on the flank with your passion,
your talent, and your character is extremely valuable to me.
And like Basquiat and Warhol,
you and I, we make each other even better at what we do.
So selfishly, I need you here working with me.
Damn, Rosie.
You got me right in the heart space.
Thanks for that.
Here.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
All right.
Just a drop. Boop!
Oh, okay. I'm interested.
Basquiat, check this out.
So, we got evidence of lead in the throat,
which means wherever Benji was working,
he was inhaling materials
that haven't been used in over 40 years.
- Nice work, partner. - Thank you.
Isn't that, like, a needle in a haystack the size of...
I don't know... Miami?
No, not necessarily.
Hey, can we add my dots to your dots so we can...
say it with me... play connect the dots?
Rosie, I've been up all night listening to DeSouza snoring.
Oh, that's adorable.
But check this out... three doctors in Miami
give inoculation shots to travel to Africa.
Benji got his from Dr. Picard on Alvarado.
Sweet. So, you want a celebratory hug
now that we only have 10 square miles to search?
Well, hold that embrace.
Mitchie also found traces of lead-based paint
and a type of fiberglass in Benji's lungs.
That stuff hasn't been used since the '70s.
Right. So these guys have been hiding in an old building
that hasn't been touched in decades.
Yeah, like, decades.
Like, "before you were born" decades.
Wait. When were you born again?
Bingram Park Mall.
Abandoned. Never reopened.
I think we have a winner.
And a celebratory hug.
Come on. Celebratory.
Got to do it.
Mm.
Celebratory hug.
Yeah.
I've always loved those.
Me too.
Uh, yeah, maybe we should hit the mall.
Yeah.
Um...
Let's hit the mall.
Look familiar, no?
Yeah. Looks like a replica of Luxe Jewelry.
- This is where they rehearsed. - Yeah, these guys are good.
Security system is high end.
Two cameras, two key pads,
probably the same that are in the store.
The same model safe.
This is still warm. Somebody was just here.
Okay. Let's get our cars around back
and wait for our friend to return.
Stay close.
Rosie, Rosie, scooch back.
I'm not gonna scooch back. "Stay close, Rosie"...
those were your words, not mine.
I said close, not nuzzle.
This is not a nuzzle.
Feels like one.
Well, then you've never been properly nuzzled.
Okay, muzzle. Muzzle is what I need you to do.
_
We're being watched.
- Yeah, Boss? - We're blown.
Stop the vehicle!
Hands up! Open your hands!
Walk towards me! Get down on the ground now!
I don't know. Look, I met Benji at a construction site
five months ago.
He offered me a grand a day to build this thing.
And, yeah, it was weird, and I should've asked questions,
but I needed the dough.
Open up your mouth, please, Wayne.
He's a pathologist. Checking body stuff. Open up your mouth.
All right, I see no signs of inoculation shots.
Give me a minute with him.
You got kids, yeah?
- Hmm? - Yeah.
Okay. You see, people who don't have children
don't understand the heartbreak that a parent feels
when one of their kids is hurt by something that you did.
Am I right?
Now, I have seven kids.
Listen to me, Wayne.
If you don't give me what we need to find this guy,
I'm gonna pull your kids out of class
and tell them that dad is not gonna be home
for a very long time.
And that look that we fear,
that's the look that you're gonna be seeing through bars
for the next 10 years.
The guy that calls all the shots goes by the name Slim.
I only seen him once, and it was dark, so...
Cap, ran "Slim" through the system.
Uh... it's a long list.
Gonna take a few hours to whittle down.
All right, let me know when.
- Daddy! - There's my little monster!
- What's up, buddy? - Thanks for watching him.
Emergency at my office. Shouldn't take but an hour.
All right, yeah, I got time. We're good.
Everything is in here.
Hey, Cap, this is Martha, my ex-wife.
- Nice to meet you. - You too.
- You be good for your dad, okay? - Okay.
You want to go to your favorite burger joint?
- Yes! - Yeah?
- Yeah. - Hey, Cap, you want to join us?
Oh, no, no, no. You guys... You guys go ahead.
- I'll be fine. - Come on.
Gentlemen only. I insist.
Please come with us, Uncle Slade.
All right, fine.
There you go. Burgers!
- Burgers! - Burgers!
You let your dad eat burgers?
Fatten you up. Come on.
Adrian. Hey, uh, I didn't...
I know. You got a minute?
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
I want that job at Angel City.
I'm sorry. What?
Hear me out. I love my job.
What we do means everything to me.
And right now, I feel like I'm at the top of my game.
And honestly, a lot of that has to do with you, Rosie.
You know, watching the best, it has pushed me,
focused me, inspired me.
Thank you for that, but, um...
I can't stay here anymore, Rosie.
I...
I got lucky.
I had the best mom and dad in the world, but...
everything in Miami reminds me of them.
I need a change. I want this opportunity.
I'm ready to fight for this job.
And you have my word... there is zero chance I'll let you down.
What... What about Villa?
I know we're strong enough to make it work.
- That her? - Yeah.
D-Do me a favor.
Maybe keep this between us until I talk to her.
Hey, Villa.
Yep, I'm on my way.
All right, so, uh, listen.
Let me, um... Let me think about this.
Of course. I respect whatever decision you make.
So, what do you got, Villa?
The jewelry store that got robbed
didn't have jewelry cases in the middle of the room.
But the replica they built at the mall... look.
Cases.
Well, maybe they made a mistake.
These robbers don't make mistakes.
And the security system at Luxe
is different than the one at the replica.
Same brand. But the system they put into the replica
is much more sophisticated.
Well, why would they practice
using a different security system?
Because the model they built at the mall
isn't the store they already robbed.
It's the next place they're gonna hit.
Wait. Remember Bastion said that he's gonna consolidate
all of his merchandise until the robbers were caught?
Yeah, he did. Why?
Bastion has six stores in Miami.
Where are all those diamonds going? One location?
Yeah, that would be a pretty big score.
That would be a huge score. I think we need to find out
where Bastion moved all those rocks.
Villa, you all right?
Yeah, I'm good.
What's up, Leese?
Hey, uh, you know, I just found myself
with another hour to kill.
Guess what... I'm looking at Puerta Sagua right now,
and there's no line.
Come on, baby bro.
Let's do this.
Uh, no. I can't right now.
Come on.
Marcos, you promised.
No, no, I know, but I'm in something I can't get out of.
Another time, yeah?
Why? What's up? Where you at?
Golden Beach.
Wow. Okay.
I never heard the sea gulls so quiet this time of year.
What's going on?
Marcos, I really need you to meet me. Please.
For me?
Yeah, I can't.
I'm sorry. Uh...
Bye, sis.
Okay. Let's see here.
You recognize this place at all?
Yeah. Looks like they're trying to build a replica
of one of my stores, maybe the one they already broke into.
Well, now, this has a display case in the center of the room
and a very expensive Bitech security system.
Said you were moving all your merchandise after the robbery?
Where was it going?
To the vault at my flagship store.
The one with the expensive security system?
Yes, but trust me, they are not getting in there.
Hey, Cap, think we found our Slim.
- Archie Craig. - Oh, my God.
Archie used to work security for me.
Let me guess... at the flagship store
where you moved all your diamonds.
This is going down today.
- How do you know that? - Gut feeling.
Let's do this.
Step out of the vehicle now!
It's over!
This is the East Miami P.D.!
You are surrounded!
Drop your weapons and exit the vehicle!
Aah!
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Aah!
You all right?
Yeah.
Let's move this.
Okay. Go.
Get back!
Aah!
- I'm okay! - Are you sure?
Yes!
Aah!
DeSouza!
DeSouza, look at me.
Look at me. Look at me. Look at me.
I'm here now.
I'm here. You're gonna make this, okay?
Everything's gonna be fine, okay?
All right.
I love you.
I love you, too.
Drop it!
Don't make me do this!
Rosie, get the hell out of here.
Hey, P-Jacks!
P-Jacks!
Are you good? You good?
Listen, the bullet hit her artery.
I need you to put constant pressure right here.
Yeah, Rosie, I can do it.
- Constant pressure right there, okay? - I got it.
I told you to stay in the car!
Thought you could use some help.
What, are you crazy?
Time to take this son of a bitch down.
All right, look, I'm gonna try to get to the other side
and get a clear shot.
No! You're not going anywhere that's gonna get you killed.
Well, somebody's got to shoot this son of a bitch,
and it probably shouldn't be the pathologist.
Look, my hand is okay! Just cover me!
Listen to me! You got too many things to go home to.
Let Uncle Slade take care of this one.
Cover me. Ready?
Let's go.
Stop! My baby's in the car!
Slim.
Check the baby!
Baby's okay!
Is Benji okay?
We're gonna get married.
Anybody remember this broad?
There's another one back there.
His name is Vincent, Marcos' roommate.
And we got one member of the crew still missing.
Think we know who that is. We got to find Villa.
Sorry, Leese.
You're sorry?
Really, Marcos? Is that what you want to say to me right now?
Nothing else to say.
How could you?
After everything we've been through.
What we been through, sis?
I gave the last eight years to this country,
and they threw me away like trash.
This is my ticket to early retirement.
I earned this.
You're a worse liar than me.
This isn't about money.
This is about an addiction.
That gun in your hand, that adrenaline you feel
when it's life or death... that's what this is!
It wasn't supposed to get this far.
I had safety measures put in place, but Slim?
He's out of his damn mind.
I couldn't control him anymore.
This was supposed to be our last job, and then I was out.
You should have never been in.
Yeah, you right, sis.
You were always right.
But shots are fired now.
You can't put the bullets back in the gun.
No, but you're gonna put your gun down right now.
And do what?
You arrest me?
Live in a cage?
How long you think a guy like me lasts in a 6x6 cell
till I start getting creative with my bed sheets, huh?
We can figure this out, okay? Me and you.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Only two ways this ends...
you put me down or you let me go.
No, drop the weapon. Please, just drop it.
Can't do it, Leese.
I'm sorry.
It's all you, your call.
Take I-95 south and jump off the first exit, Brickell Avenue.
It's a construction zone.
EMPD won't have it locked off.
That's your out.
But you leave the bag and the weapon.
That's the deal. It is not negotiable.
This is Detective Villa.
All units lock off I-95 at Brickell.
Suspect is unarmed and on foot.
His name is Marcos Villa.
_
Yes, I let him go.
I wasn't going to shoot my brother.
I called it in.
He knew it was a trap.
He got away.
Sorry that we've been acting weird lately,
but we could not agree on when to tell you...
Or how to tell you...
And we promise to throw a party
and laugh and dance and cry, but, um...
...we got married. We got married.
We got married.
Hey.
Just saw DeSouza at the hospital.
She's gonna be okay.
So, this is your favorite spot, huh?
I've been coming here since I was 15.
Okay. But, I mean, of all the beaches in Miami...
It's not about the beach, Rosie.
Listen.
Wow.
World Symphony.
Outdoor concert.
I never had the money for tickets,
so I would come out here and listen for free.
Forget about everything.
Always alone.
It's amazing, right?
The waves and the music...
they're never the same,
but they're always so perfect together.
It's rare, you know?
Takes my breath away every time.
Appreciate you sharing it with me.
But why now?
Because I'm leaving, Rosie.
Turns out Adrian got hired as the head pathologist
at a fancy new lab in L.A.
Sorry I never got to talk to you about that, but...
I was talking to him on the way over here, and he said...
That I was happy for him?
And that he'd be crazy to pass it up?
And after everything that's happened...
with Marcos, losing my badge...
Wouldn't I be crazy not to go with him?
Uh...
I feel like there's this one, magical moment in life...
where you think that you have everything you could ever want.
Then all of a sudden, one person walks through that door and...
...you realize how wrong you were.
So if... if you feel that way about Adrian, then...
Yeah.
You'd be crazy not to go.
Goodbye, Rosie.
You ever have that moment?
Absolutely.
Say something that'll make me stay.
Annalise...
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