[examining a dead body on a park bench] Body temp is low. He's been sitting here a while.
[observing what the body is holding] It's today's paper. Was he reading the stock pages and slit his own throat?
There's something very odd about the edges of the wound.
Well, yeah, the whole thing's odd! I mean, there's no blood. There's no sign of struggle. What, death by a sharp nap?!
The darkening of the nasojugal fold indicates fatigue and vitamin deficiencies.
[looking at the victim] Hmm.
You. You have dark circles under your eyes. Are you not sleeping again?
[flippantly] Thank you. You look nice, too.
It looks like karma finally caught up to him.
Sanskrit word: a cycle of cause and effect. I think it originated in the Shri Mana tradition.
That! That word thing you do?
You're clearly trying to frighten me.
H Hoyt
I know, because you're like me.
You okay? Come on, Maura, talk to me. He's a freak. He gets to everybody.
I didn't -- I did a lot of research into his background; his childhood. Maybe he's not wrong.
What are you talking about?
Maybe I am a little bit like him.
You are nothing like him.
I don't -- I don't know, Jane. I was a weird kid.
Were you killing small animals?
[laughs] No, but I dissected a lot of frogs.
I just started to think about things that I never really thought about before.
Here it comes. There are bodies buried in your basement.
I spent a lot of time alone. I was adopted, my father was a professor and my mother she -- she came from a wealthy family and was an only child. I just realized something when I was reading about Hoyt. It just never occurred to me before. There was a lot of benign neglect. It's not that they didn't love me. It's just that I didn't ask for much. I don't think I really knew how, and the less that I would ask for the less time that they have for me. They were just very, very involved in their own lives and into each other. They sent me to boarding school when I was ten. I actually think that I sent away for the brochure myself. [smiles with Jane] They were delighted. I was really lost.
Come here. [takes Maura's hand] No matter what happened to you, you are nothing like that monster, okay? You're a little anti-social maybe, goofy, but that's not the same thing.
We're waiting on a warrant, can't touch the car.
FC Female commuter out of view
I've been here twenty minutes.
Yeah, yeah, you're in a hurry for your latte.
MC Male commuter out of view
Come on! I've got to get to work!
Hey, man, shut up! [looks into the car holding up traffic] Come on ! How hard is it to get a warrant signed? Where's Maura?
She shouldn't wear high heels to a crime scene.
[walks into the scene] Why not? These are very comfortable.
I'll bet you can run in them, too.
[smiling] I don't think that's a good idea.
I sent the blood samples to the crime lab, but I have no doubt this man is my father.
Since when do you jump to conclusions?
Since I found out who I really am. [to photos on the table] Stabbed, shot, shot, shot. [twists ring on her finger] Oh, my God. Did you see what I did? He does that. He introduced himself as Mr. Selsi. That's Isles. It's my adoptive name spelled backward.
I know. You keep saying that.
He was toying with me from the start while he was staring at his murdered son!
Come on. He came to say a final goodbye to Colin, and he knew that you wanted a DNA sample so he gave you some of his blood. That's a guy with balls!
You're defending a stone cold killer!
No, I'm -- yes, I am. Uh, and I'm going to stop now. Look, I think that whomever killed Colin knew that his murder would draw Patrick out. If it makes you feel better these were all bad guys.
He said Colin was too much like him. What about me? What I do for a living? I'm around more death than he is.
But you're not the one doing the killing.
He's having trouble breathing. Do something.
I'm a pathologist. I am not a surgeon, Jane. I could make it worse.
[grabs a book from a shelf] What is it again? Say it again.
Tension pneumothorax. What are you doing?
[reads quickly] Tension pneumothorax results in death if not treated immediately. Oh, God.
Jane, I'm just guessing, okay? I would need to confirm it!
You don't have time to confirm it! Your guess is better than most doctors!
[continues reading] Aggressively manage with needle decompression to chest.
Maura, please! Get a needle! Do it! Do it now!
All right. Get alcohol, get a cotton ball and tape.
You're making everyone late.
Even you would look bad if a bullet had gone through you.
Hmm. Laceration to your peritoneum and small bowel could explain the jaundice color.
Okay, you may not casually discuss my privates.
Three months. You could have read all of Shakespeare, you know? Learned Finnish. Instead you've become a platinum member of the shopping channel.
I swear to God, if you start cleaning I will kick you out.
Is that why you banned your mother?
Is that what she said? Did she mention that all of her OCD banging and clanking around isn't restful. Wait, Finnish? Like Finland Finnish?
You know, the stress hormone cortisol suppresses your immune cells ability to activate telomerase.
So you say. Mine are fine.
Quite simply: keeping your brain busy aids recovery. Mind. Body.
Hey. What does La Bode Truck? (Pronounces it wrong)
Five star french restaurant, brilliant nouveau take on escargot.
Is this okay? (Referring to her suit)
Are you out of your mind?
What? I'm meeting Jessie Wayde, He wants to do the interview there.
(Smiles) What did you just say?
F Frankie
I know Jane took Lily's cup. Where is it?
Don't be mad at Jane. She just did it because she loves you.
F Frankie
Well what's your excuse?
Well, I have a bigger purse and access to superior paternity testing.
How is it that you can't lie, but you can talk me into spying on my brother?
We're not spying! We're not! We are gathering data to test a hypothesis, which is the first step of scientific inquiry.
Nice try. We -- you and I --we are snooping, meddling. We are sticking our noses where they do not belong.
[Frankie and his girlfriend pull up]
Oh, my God, I've turned into my mother.
Any idea what the shiv was made of?
No. looks more like puncture wounds. The edges are surprisingly clean...something very sharp.
H Hoyt
Do your hands hurt, Jane?
No. It's like it never happened.
[examining stomach contents] Bad news: undigested iceberg lettuce.
Oh, I should sit down. That is terrible news.
No. That's just Maura news.
Good news: undigested ground beef, but I can't tell what grade it is.
[sarcastically] Yippee! Can you tell what market it came from?
The foremost expert in forensic entomology identified the larva on Dante's shoe.
[looking into a microscope] What am I looking at?
The Asian Longhorned Beetle. It's an exotic pest. Do you realize what a big break this is?
No. But I didn't spend my life playing with bug larva.
There has been a recent infestation of the Asian Longhorn
Please don't tell me that they're marching to my apartment.
They're only found in this one area, Loyalist Park.
Wait, are you saying Dante could have been killed in this park?
Oh, no. I'm only able to conclusively say that Dante's shoes were in Loyalist Park the night he was murdered.
Okay, you know what? You are officially ridiculous. His shoes didn't go there by themselves. [begins to walk out] Come on, Maura.
[referring to the victim] Who is he?
He suffered what appears to be a single gunshot wound to the chest. [leans forward] Oh, that's a shame.
Quite a bit of intra-abdominal fat. Belly fat. You know, it's linked to high cholesterol, high insulin levels.
I don't think he's worried about his cholesterol level, Maura.
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