This doesn't make any sense. This kid closed down te funeral home, but stayed in the embalming business.
He kept it open for personal use. [reviews crime scene] No signs of struggle. So Isabel was probably unconscious when he laid her out here. So what did he do from there.
Lindsay Monroe
[opens door to closet] He dressed her. [takes out a dress] Vintage. Looks like it's from the fifties.
Hey, if we come across a little old lady skeleton in a wig and rocking chair down here, it's every man for himself.
Your little talk with detective Taylor was really a threat.
KDKeith DeJong
No! no, no. Look, I jus wanted him to know how-
Lindsay Monroe
How mush of a pompous ass you and your club pals are? Do you think money can get you out of murder?
KDKeith DeJong
No! Look I don't know anything, I just do what I'm told.
Lindsay Monroe
oh, so you're a pompous lackey ass.
Since when were Stalin, Khrushchev, and Beria ingredients in water?
Lindsay Monroe
Never...
I don't think there's 1947 calories in it either.
Where did that water bottle come from?
[Looking at the water bottle closely] Heh, Multiple Choice. 1-T-D
Lindsay Monroe
1947. TD. Truman Doctrine.
Lindsay Monroe
National Security Agency.
National Security Act, Agency wasn't formed until 1949. Everything on this bottle has been replaced with information pertaining to the Cold War.
All the answers to the test. It's a cheat sheet.
[Mac looks at him wondering]
[Adam is doing something in the computer and starts laughing]
[Danny notices he is playing with the aging software using Lindsay's face]
[Laughing] Hey, come on, that's not right, don't do that, stop.
Lindsay Monroe
What?
He's just messing with the age progression software.
[Lindsay walks across table to see]
Lindsay Monroe
Is that me?! That's not funny!
Lindsay Monroe
Yeah, but you're laughing.
Lindsay Monroe
You're going to be married to her. [They all keep laughing] We are growing old together.
[Adam notices Mac walking over]
[Seriously] Boss, One o'clock.
What is happening in here?
We were... well, ah... while these guys were, eh... goofing around, I discovered a rust like substance from the vics sweater, more than likely transfered from the weapon. [Lindsay and Danny look at him incredulously]
I think you need a distinct chemical composition or you'll be staring at big fat dead end chief.
Lindsay Monroe
There was no hit in Codis from the blood on the platform. And Danny's print from the train, dead end. But I did manage to find a partial print from the adhesive tape on the cigar box, and I'm thinking since our vic was wearing a mask, she was probably up to something, and she might have a record.
Right, which we won't find any time soon, cause our vic is still a Jane Doe, and I ran Sid's ten card and we didn't get an ID... So if that print you recovered is hers, it's not gonna get us a name.
Lindsay Monroe
I'm your wife, ok. You don't have to turn on me.
[The three of them start arguing lightly]
Alright, lets get an ID on our Jane Doe, lets hunt down a location where this mask was purchased might be a good place to start, the quality of the material suggests it was custom made, not something you find on a costume store shelf, and run this clothes, lets see if we can find a murder weapon. Danny that palm print run it for trace, maybe we can find something that'll tell us where the killer works, lives or hangs out.
[Killer's cell phone starts vibrating]
What about that feast that we brought you in bed?
Lindsay Monroe That was Mother's Day...two years ago.
Two? Really?...Whoa, I'll get you something tasty when we're done [Crime scene]
Lindsay Monroe
I want a bowl of grits, two eggs over medium, sausage and wheat toast with a lot of butter from that soul food place in Bleaker. And, I want a double cheese burger with large fries, and a cream super float from that place in Madison Square park.
[Snorts, starts walking away] That's it... [Stops, looks back questioningly]
Lindsay Monroe
I'm not pregnant. I'm just hungry.
Danny, check your schedule. You'll receive a 'must appear' for Wednesday.
I can cover your cases for you if you have any deadlines.
Ah, thanks, Doc (To Lindsay) You weren't even gonna offer, were you?
Lindsay Monroe
Solve your own damn cases.
I can't wait to get married.
Know what I'm thinking? I want you to go into the bathroom, take these two bricks of cocaine and I want you to strap them to your body. All right? Then I'm going to meet you downstairs, okay? I'm gonna get it home, I'm gonna cut it and I'm gonna package it. And I'm going to become... (Imitating Al Pacino) ...Danny Montana. I'm a political prisoner from Staten Island.
Lindsay Monroe
So you have no problem using me as a drug mule?
No. If you want to be involved, you're going to have to take on some of the risk.
Lindsay Monroe
Well, it sounds like I'm taking on all of the risk. The only thing you risk is being mocked for doing a bad Pacino impression.
So you're not a fan of being the wife of a very powerful and, and, and very handsome, of I do say so myself, drug lord. I anticipated that, because I know a little bit about you so I have a plan B for making some extra dough.
Lindsay Monroe
Well, does it involve you dressing in drag and turning tricks? Because that I'm totally okay with.