Show: Saving Grace - 1x9
Give me some more that Hope that's my passion red.
Beautiful canvas.
It's cold.
What are you writing?
I got to get that.
Zack,give me the phone.
Ah,it's probablya wrong number.
Come on.
Get the cuff key.
How did you get this scar?
Give me the phone,man.
I'm a cop.It could be important.
Cop?
Shit.
Zack.
Zack,come on,man.
What are you doing?
Sorry.
I don't do cops.
Oh,I was kidding.
That's not funny.
I'm not a cop,I'm a secretary at a law firm, and the guys I work for will sueyour ass if you leave me here.
Nice knowing you.
No!
Zack!You shithead!
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Gus,my leg's going to sleep.
Move.
Gus!
Grace!
Grace!
Yeah?
Hey,if you're bed,stay there.
Why didn't you answer the phone?
Got a homicide,girl.
We only got a li-- ham,will you unlock the cuffs?
Where's zack?
Please.Ham.
Please.
Ham!
Shit!
Who's zack?
Oh,perfect.
And what's his signature doing there?
Earl...
help me out of these cuffs.
Wish I could,grace,but I can'T.
Key's right there.
Right there.
God would throw a flag for interference.
Somebody's dead,earl.
And some asshole killed them,and that asshole's walking around having a nice day.
Not if god has anything to say about it.
You can teach me a lesson some other time.
Right now...
I got to get to work.
Well,as do I,grace,but it looks like one of us is gonna be late.
Yep.
Sure gonna be nice having you in one place for a while.
So,what you want to talk about?
You already removed the body?
Yes,I already removed the body.
Uh,male victim.
Hard to tell what age.
Yeah,hard to tell.
Squatter found him by that door.
Didn't see much.
Shit!
Jesus christ.
Didn't see much except you jumping out of your boots,cowboy!
Sparrow seen flying from the scene!
We got an A.B.B on him!
All-bird bulletin.
Got to be careful.
Suspects could be watching us.
What?
They made me do it.
I'm serious,man.
Get that thing out of there.Get it out!
Were you attacked by a small bird when you were little?
No,I just don't like small birds.
Okay?
Don't do that,henry.
And I didn't bust your frigging vince young bobblehead,yo.
Hey,i dusted the pieces yesterday.
I found two sets of prints -- you and grace.
Oh,must have been the time I tried to shove it up your ass.
U.S.C.Title-game night you cried like a little bitch!
Where's grace?
Where is grace?
She got tied up.
Okay.
I've got blood away from the victim over here, which usually means the killer cut himself,but that's written in blood.
Drops could be spillage from that.
She was tortured.
Yeah.
These slash marks -- none of them are fatal.
The killer spent some time hurting her.
They're all over her face and shoulders.
She hasn't been dead very long.
Rigor hasn't fully set in.
Lots of anger,stabbing -- usually a person -- but this evil shit on the wall...
looks like a purse dump.
Any I.D.?
No.
Purses always get to me.
I think about my sisters.
Check it out.
She worries about money,bad breath,smokes pot -- chocolate for the munchies -- goes to bars.
Beer cantina.
Hey,ham!
Beer cantina.
Isn't that where you and darleen spent your honeymoon?
Handwritten numbers.
Looks like seven of them.
Could be a phone number.
Seven smudged numbers.
Good thing you go to church,rhetta.
It'll take a miracle to decipher that.
So,grace is where?
She's gonna want to see this.
Yeah,I imagine she would.
I left you a message on your cell.
Where are you?
You need to see this crime scene.
It's brutal.
I hope everything's okay.Call me.
And why is ham being so pissy?
Earl?
Yep.
Are you eating something?
I had to go to the middle east.
I got a hankering for some of mustafa's tabbouleh.
Caught him right before he closed up shop.
Okay.
Look.
I admit I messed up.
Could use a little more lemon.
You must be getting awful hungry.
Open wide.
What -- what is this crap?
Best tabbouleh on the planet.
Well,this planet.
They got some good tabbouleh on paxtibar -- little planet about a trillion zillion miles from earth.
Paxtibarians take great pride in their tabbouleh -- kind of like you guys and oil.
Are you finished?
With my tabbouleh?
Look,I learned my lesson.
In your head,that means,next time,you hold the cuff key.
What do you want,earl?
What do I have to doto get out of these things?
Start leadinga different life?
Buy self-releasablehandcuffs?
I need to get to work.
Yes,you do.
So unlock these handcuffsso I can go to work.
Well,you're talkingabout your job.
I'm talking about your life and the workyou need to do on it.
You got to get ready,grace.
For what?
For whatever plangod has for you.
I'm ready,okay?
I'm ready!
I don't knowabout that,my girl.
Want to watch tv?
Oprah's on.
Cause of deathwas a sliced aorta.
There's no signof sexual assault.
Anything distinctiveabout the knife?
A switchblade,3,maybe 4 inches long.
Bobby's tryingto track it down.
Victim have a name?
Not yet.
There's nothingin missing persons,and we can't put outa picture.
Look,she was wearing,uh,this necklace.
Bobby and butchcanvassing the area?
Yes,ma'am.
What about grace?
I don't know.
You don't knowwhere your partner is?
Has she checked in?
I think it was family stuff.
I'm sure she's fine.
Did you speak to her?
Where is she?
She's home -- I think.
You think?
Bobby?
Go by grace's house.
Make sure she's okay.
Lost my favorite t-shirton that bet.
It had a pictureof golda meir,pre -'67,embroidered on the pocket.
I knew I should have takenthe over,but I always beena sucker for the underdog.
It goes with the territory,I guess.
Well,who ever heardof a war lasting only six days?
Please answer the phone,earl.
Can'T.
Boss doesn't likeus doing phone surveillance.
Sure would makelife easier.
Hey,it's doug.
Need to talk to you about clay.
You are not going to believewhat your favorite nephew did.
Here's a hint -- he's groundeduntil thanksgiving.
Call me.
I'd like to bea fly on the wall for that -- you talking to a kidabout something he's done wrong.
Earl,take your damn wings and flapyour smart ass back to egypt.
And while you're there,tellmustafa his tabbouleh sucks.
Oh,shit.
Grace.
This is the third timeI've called you.
You're either dead orsomeplace with earl,so call me.
And oh,oh,oh.
If you're on a trip with earl...
bring me home a surprise.
I think I'm onto something.
Doug?
Call me,man.
Grounded till thanksgiving?
What did clay do?
Wear a longhorn t-shirt?
Hey,luke!
Hanadarko,baby.
Where's my 5 bucks?
Shit,man.
You cheated.
You can't get in on a betat half time.
Why not?
You always do.
Coroner's office took the bodya few hours ago.
You know,for a coroner,henrysure has been happy lately.
Run it down for me.
Nude female,maybe 25.
Hard to tell --her face was so cut up.
Found by a squatter last nightaround 2:00 A.M.Watch your step.
Looks like somebody didn't liketheir cornbread and beans.
I got it from here.
You buying me a pitcher of beerat louie's,hanadarko.
Is everything okay?
Bad morning.
I called you three times.
I know.
I-I brought yousomething to say I'm sorry.
What is it?
Hey,doug.
Yeah,I'll be here.
Okay,man.
I'll see you then.
He is really upset with clayabout something.
Is this a duck?
Whittled by earl.
Earl whittles?
Yeah.
He's not exactlychanneling michelangelo,is he?
I also brought...
this.
Earl drinkswhile he whittles.
Our warehouse jane doe -- bottle'sfrom a similar case.
Did you stopby the crime scene?
The blood on the wallis the victim'S.
What case is this?
Why doesn't it havean evidence tag on it?
Grace!
Oh,no.
Forget it.
I didn't steal it.
I got 100% legally.
Somebody's already dusted itfor prints.
Maybe you could get dnaoff the mouth of the bottle.
You thinkyou know this guy.
Why is allthe earl shit out?
Don't change the subject.
I'll tell youwhen I piece it together.
The earl shit --what are you doing?
Theorizing.
About how to get rid of him,I hope.
What if all this stuffmeans something.
What if it's likea language -- a language of symbols,a language of angels.
What if I sneeze and a 1965 mustangcomes flying out my butt?
What?
Wonder if earl has ever leftanything behind for leon cooley.
If he did,doesn't matter.
On death row,you'd be lucky if they don't confiscateyour used toilet paper.
Hey,I may havea missing-persons match.
Guy coming in,his daughter's description'sa good fit with our victim.
What about the canvass?
Some grocers down the street sawa dark S.U.V.Around midnight.
Didn't see anyone.
Butch is out shaking downone of his C.I.S.
Why'd the killer choosethis warehouse?
Who owns it?
Japanese companywho's name I can't pronounce.
Pork chop.
I owe you an apology.
You owe your team an apology.
Where were you this morning?
I took some personal time.
Why didn't you call in?
I should have.
Why didn't you?
And why shouldn't ibench your ass?
I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.
Don't you dare.
Should I be worriedabout you?
No.
I have rhetta for that.
This is your friend talking,grace.
Should I be worried?
It's just family stuff.
God,that's the same bullshitham just tried to feed me.
No bullshit.
My brother-in-law's coming in.
We got to talkabout my nephew.Really.
What's going on with ham?
What about him?
Well,he's pissed at you,and I don't think it'sover paperwork you didn't do.
Whatever crapis going on off the job,that shit will get you killedon the street, so fix it,grace,or I'm gonna reassign you bothnew partners, and that is notyour friend talking.
That's your captain.
Whatever you want to say to me,ham,say it.
I'm so sick of your shit.
What shit are you sick of,ham?
Be specific.
Who the hell was that guy?
Someone you met at a bar?
Grocery store.
Look,what the hellare you doing?
What I'm not doing is explainingany part of my life to you.
You sleep with every guyyou meet,is that it?
Only the ones willingto give me a ride home.
You know,you can be such a bitch!
Listen,you judgmental asshole,you got out of your wife's bedhoping for a quickie before we hitthe crime scene.
I'm sorryI wasn't available.
Mr.Duncan.
Have a seat.
This is ella.
We have breakfastevery wednesday -- pancakes.
Anyway,she's never been late,let alone not show up.
You say you last spoke with ellayesterday.
What time?
Around 7:00.
I went back,and I checked my cellphone.
If you go in when was this?
Last night.
What time last night?
I just told you.
I'm sorry.
Go ahead.
Look,my wife,she went byella's apartment and her work.
Her work,her work.
She works at mercy hospital.
She didn't show up today.
Do you knowif ella had plans last night?
She was going outwith friends.
Did you speakwith any of them today?
Her best friend,jennifer.
She hasn't talkedwith ella either.
I know that I'm supposedto wait 24 hours,but...
but ella -- well,this is -- well,she wouldn't do this.
She'd call me.
Mr.Duncan...
does this meananything to you,sir?
Why do you have this?
Do you recognize it?
No.
Oh,no.
It's not the first timethis guy's done this.
He enjoyed it.
You get a look at the victim?
Yeah.
I got a hit in vicapfrom 11 years ago.
You already ran it?
Happened in tulsa.
Victim didn't give her name.
Didn't say muchto the local cops.
Anythingfrom your C.I.?
We'll see.
You feeling okay?
Yeah.
Stopped back by the warehouse.
Luke says you got sick.
Fighting a bug.
How'd you knowto move the locker?
What locker?
Looked behind it.
Thought I saw something.
So evilis really devil?
Yeah.
Which M.O.You run through vicap?
Devil.
We got a probable I.D.On the victim -- ella duncan,24,physical therapist.
Went out with her friendslast night.
You got an address on her?
Dad had a key.
Want me to - I'm gonna ask -- you got a visitor.
Where'd you get this.
The internet.
I walked in on claywhile he was watching this.
It's his turn now.
Hey,claire.
You want a piece of pie?
Do you believe that?
What'd he say?
He was with friends.
They were doing it.
Lame shit.
I knowhe feels bad about it.
It's not like clay.
I don't get it.
It could have somethingto do with me.
I'm kind of dating someone.
Kind of?
Well,actually,I'm datingsomeone kind of seriously.
That's great.
We ever gonna meet her?
What's her name?
Lisa.
Last name?I want to run her.
Okay.
Take your chances.
No,but you're gonnalove her,grace.
I mean,she knowsmore about football than I do.
She loves to bowl,hunt,makes me laugh,and she's smart.
Can't wait.
You know she'll never takethe place of your sister.
Shit,doug.
It's been 12 years.
Mary frances has been wonderingwhat took you so long.
Well,I -- seems -- I think clay's havinga hard time with it.
It seems like he likes her,but...
I don't know.
It's the only thingI can think why my son's turninginto such a jerk.
I'll talk to him.
I want you to putthe fear of god into him.
I'll do what uncle buddid to me when I setthe convent on fire.
Uncle budthe texas ranger?
What'd he do?
Jennifer,thanks for meeting me.
I'm sorryI have to do this now, but I need youto go through last night for me.
It was your birthday?
It's not your faultyour friend is dead.
What do you want to know?
Everythingfrom the time you met ella to the timeyou left her -- what you did,where you were,who you talked to.
Did anyone buy you drinks?
Anyone go outsideto smoke a cigarette or a joint or to get laid?
Nothing you say can surprise meor get you in trouble.
It was your birthday --four best friends out to party.
I' been there,okay?
So just be honest with me.
Uh,we met at 8:00 at this restaurant downtown -- aunt sassy'S.
Do you know if he gave ellahis phone number?
Yeah,uh,I saw him.
He wrote iton a matchbook?
No.
He put it in her cellphone,but,um,there was another guy.
They were dancing.
I think they went outsidefor a while.
How comethey went outside?
To smoke a joint.
We were all pretty wasted.
Ella talk to anyone?
This cute guy from new york.
He's visiting his sister.
He bought us drinks.
You remember if he paidwith cash or credit card?
Cash.
He...
told ushe never used plastic 'cause he likes the waymoney feels in his pants.
You know his name?
Jerry.
How old is he?
Our age,uh...
25 maybe.
She wouldn't have leftwith him.
Even if she was drunk?
No way.
Ella may have takenhis phone number,but all of us, we think it's crazy to go homewith some guy you meet in a bar.
Maybe.
I mean,she could have.
We've picked up guys before.
We know it's stupid.
Let's go backto aunt sassy'S.
You were having a good time,drinking a lot.
You notice anybody else?
Anybody watching you guys?
There wasan older guy at the bar.
Ella thought he was sexy.
He was kind of watching us.
How old?
I don't know,40,45.
Will you work with uson a sketch?
Sure.
Why the hell should I talkto you about anything?
I thought maybe because I'm afriend of detective hanadarko'S.
So what?
And becauseI know about earl.
You know shit about earl.
Actually,mr.Cooley,technically,that's not true.
Mr.Cooley?
What do you knowabout earl?
I know he's an angel.
He your last-chance angel?
No.
You haven't met him?
No,sir.
But I knowhe takes you places,and I was wondering if youever come back with anything.
A migraine.
Anything else?
Why do you want to know?
Because maybethe things you come back with mean something.
And how do you know that,cop?
You a cop?
No,sir.
I'm a person who believes god has brought earlto save my friend.
Earl's some...
heavy-duty help.
She kill somebody?
Just you.
Only thing I ever brought backI got with me right here.
You got a tattoo with earl?
In cuba.
Holy redeemer.
Is that your church?
Never heard of it.
Me and earlwent out drinking.
Couple mojitos later,we both get tattoos.
Earl has a tattoo?
Where?
Tell detective hanadarkoto ask him.
That way,I ever see you againand you know the answer, I'll know youain't full of shit.
Thank you.
Till then,you'll just be a pretty lady I can spendsome of my loneliest hours...
thinking about.
Friend of mine says he sawan S.U.V.Last night -- maroon.
He told me it was parkedoutside the warehouse.
Some dudewas helping a girl puke.
This friend geta description?
Yeah.
She was a hot blonde.
Not her,razor -- of the dude.
No.
It was too dark.
Well,this shit ain't worth50 bucks and a tank of gas.
It was 60,and,uh,this next shit will be.
My friend got the plate.
Of the S.U.V.?
Kate-something-2.
What's the something?
He thinks a letter.
Maybe a B.
So it's,like,one of 22 letters.
26 26?
Pretty sure.
Kate-something-2.
Good job,razor.
Butchie?
What?
I'm thinking,how about instead of the cash,then,um, I could go over toyour place and make you supper?
And then I could give youa massage.
You know what I'm saying?
I'm afraid I knowexactly what you're saying.
This pans out,I owe you a tank of gas.
When you gonna tell them?
Tell them what?
Why you gotthat scar on your back.
I can't tellwhat I don't remember.
Well,you remember waking upwith a sliced shoulder.
You remember movingout of your house a month later,bought this place.
You ain't gonna tell them.
You ain't ready.
Get up,girl.
No.
Rematch.
Wrestling.
I win,you tell them.
You win,you get to carry that secret long as you want.
You cheat.
Fine.
We'll do it your way,then.
Here.
What the hell am I supposedto do with this?
Bang your head against it forcouple more decades,grace.
I got to get back to france.
Shit.
Whatre you doing hereso early?
What are you doing hereso early?
No,you.
What are you doing here?
Family stuff.
Butch.
I didn't bustyour vince young bobblehead.
Figure it's ham.
It's not ham.
I'm not ever gonna know,am I?
If I figure it out,I'll tell you.
I just need to be careful.
Me too.
Will i ever getanother one?
You want another one?
A guy can't ever getenough bobbleheads.
Thanks.
I'll take it from here.
Take a seat.
Give me your right arm.
Act like a tough guy...
you get treated like one.
I'm -- I'm -- I'm sorry.
I-I know it was stupid.
I can handle stupid,clay.
We're all stupid sometimes.
What I can't handle...
is mean --being violent.
Aunt grace?
My nameis detective hanadarko.
And if you like watchingyourself so much,great.
Let's watch.
Hey,claire.
You want a piece of pie?
That is assault,clay.
Claire could press chargesagainst you, and you don't even needto go to trial because the evidenceis right here.
Claire.
That is her name,isn't it?
Let me hear you say it.
Claire.
So,what do you say we watch you assault clairea few more times?
Hey,claire.
You want a piece of pie?
Ready to see it again?
Hey,claire.
You want a piece of pie?
Bartender remembersjerry from new york.
He's been coming inevery night for a week.
But not last night?
No,I'm checkingthe airlines.
What about the older guyfrom aunt sassy's?
He show up at the bar?
Yeah,the bartenderdoesn't remember him.
Shit!
Shit!
Retaliation forthe,uh,vince young bobblehead.
He thinks I did it.
Guess so.
I thinkwe got something here.
Remember those grocers saw a dark S.U.V.Outside the warehouse?
Butch has another witness saw a guy near a maroon S.U.V.Around midnight,helping a girl throw up.
How we doingon the wrap-up?
Who's your witness,benny?
Street kidI've known for a while.
He gave me the tag --kate,some letter,and 2.
So I ran every letterin the alphabet,found threethat are close.
Kateb25 -- a taurus,belongs toa 25-year-old girl,no record.
Katee2 --woman's husband bought a jag,so she got one,too --no record.
And kater2 -- an S.U.V.Leased to tolliver catering.
Jeremy tolliver's the owner --no record.
Jeremy,jerry.
Could be the sketch.
Could be the guy'snot from new york at all.
Do we know where he works?
He's got a catering truck,works the I-35industrial corridor.
Butch and bobbyat his house?
No one's home.
They're talkingto his neighbors.
I don't think he's our guy.
Based on what?
The hit we got in vicaphappened in 1996.
Jeremy tolliver was 15.
15-year-oldcould have been in a bar,had a girl take him home.
Doubt it.
Look,the restaurant-supplystore's right down the streetfrom the warehouse.
He buys stuff therefor his catering truck.
That's howhe knew about it.
Look,I-if his S.U.V.Was there,we got to talk to him.
I just...
think we should askwho else drives it.
Well,you got another suspect?
Not yet.
Then what the hell doyou have,grace?
Or is thatnone of my business,too?
And what the hell'swith you?
Detectives?
State trooper spottedthe catering truck.
Bobby and butchare on their way.
This is the address.
You are their backup.
Are they gonna be safe?
He looks just likethe other sketch.
Check outthe orange apron.
Jeremy was at the emergency roomlast night.
He burned his hand.
Think that'shis stepbrother,scott.
He's staying with him right now,getting a divorce.
Jeremy drive his S.U.V.To the emergency room?
his wife drove himin her car.
Ran down his employees.
His stepbrotherwas arrested five days ago.
Domestic abuse -- beat his wife,threatened herwith a switchblade.
Hey,we're seizing this truckin payment for back taxes.
You want to step out?
Step out of the truck now.
Come on.Drop it.
Let's go.
Hands behind your back.
Spread them.
Illegal knife.
You're under arrest.
What you in for?
Well,you're in the slammer,you must've done something bad.
I -- I pushed a pieinto a girl's face.
Her name is claire.
You always beensuch a tough guy?
I don't think so.
Why'd you do it?
I don't know,sir.
Sure you do.
We almost always knowwhy we do things.
We just don't always likefessing up to it.
Maybe becauseI wanted to be cool.
You ain't the first to have thatcome back and bite you.
Who's taking a crackat this guy?
I need to do it alone.
Why alone?
Because I oweall of you an apology.
Get rhetta for me,will you?
11 years ago,a girl picked you up in a bar.
She took you home.
You had sex.
You took your knifeand cut her across the shoulder.
Do you remember?
No.
Yes,you do.
It was your first.
What happened?
Why'd you leave this?
Did you get scared?
Did you scare yourself?
It wasn't me.
Five months later,you got married...
hoping a wife might fixthis urge you got.
But it's been simmering,hasn't it?
All these years.
And five days ago...
it boiled over.
You went after your wife.
And what you didto ella duncan -- you're not scared anymore.
Soon as I saw the word evilon the warehouse wall, I knewthere was a d somewhere because you did the same thingin my bedroom behind a door.
What is this evil/devilbullshit,scott?
Your mommy call youan evil little boy?
Call you the devil?
Tell you women are evil?
Especially women who go to bars?
All I had to do...
was buy you one drink.
Bourbon and coke.
Right?
Right.
You were drunkwhen you walked in.
Asked meto light your cigarette.
We played pool.
Bending overto take your shot,you stuck your assright in my face.
Do you remember?
I don't remember you.
Where we met...
how I got home -- the whole nightis a blackout.
Next day,I drove to tulsa,got treatment,filed a report.
What I didn't tell themwas my name...
or that I was a cop...
or that you lefta beer bottle at my house.
I got your fingerprints.
I ran them every week.
But until five days ago,you'd never been arrested.
We found a fingerprintin the warehouse,too.
You weren'tas careful as you thought.
She was a whore.
Just like you.
I want to tell claire...
that I'm really sorryfor what I did.
The important thing is that welearn from our mistakes.
Here you go,gus man.
Shit!
Earl!
Remember this?
Yes.
Why are we back?
I was wrong.
You are making progress.
Inch at a time maybe,but that's okay.
I'm proud of you.
You shouldn't be.
God doesn't sweatthe small stuff.
This is the small stuff?
Well,he kind of workson a sliding scale.
He let me live,but not ella duncan.
Why?
I don't know.
Ask him.
Scott tolliver let you live,grace,and killed ella.
Ask him.
All I know is you got big things,big responsibilities ahead.
And what you done today...
well,it's a --it's a big step,girl.
Kind of makes me feellike dancing a jig.
Shall we?
What are you saying?
God's got plans with your namewritten all over them.
Why would god have my nameon anything but his shit list?
Better hang on tight!
Your life's about to geta little bumpy!
Beautiful canvas.
It's cold.
What are you writing?
I got to get that.
Zack,give me the phone.
Ah,it's probablya wrong number.
Come on.
Get the cuff key.
How did you get this scar?
Give me the phone,man.
I'm a cop.It could be important.
Cop?
Shit.
Zack.
Zack,come on,man.
What are you doing?
Sorry.
I don't do cops.
Oh,I was kidding.
That's not funny.
I'm not a cop,I'm a secretary at a law firm, and the guys I work for will sueyour ass if you leave me here.
Nice knowing you.
No!
Zack!You shithead!
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Shit!
Gus,my leg's going to sleep.
Move.
Gus!
Grace!
Grace!
Yeah?
Hey,if you're bed,stay there.
Why didn't you answer the phone?
Got a homicide,girl.
We only got a li-- ham,will you unlock the cuffs?
Where's zack?
Please.Ham.
Please.
Ham!
Shit!
Who's zack?
Oh,perfect.
And what's his signature doing there?
Earl...
help me out of these cuffs.
Wish I could,grace,but I can'T.
Key's right there.
Right there.
God would throw a flag for interference.
Somebody's dead,earl.
And some asshole killed them,and that asshole's walking around having a nice day.
Not if god has anything to say about it.
You can teach me a lesson some other time.
Right now...
I got to get to work.
Well,as do I,grace,but it looks like one of us is gonna be late.
Yep.
Sure gonna be nice having you in one place for a while.
So,what you want to talk about?
You already removed the body?
Yes,I already removed the body.
Uh,male victim.
Hard to tell what age.
Yeah,hard to tell.
Squatter found him by that door.
Didn't see much.
Shit!
Jesus christ.
Didn't see much except you jumping out of your boots,cowboy!
Sparrow seen flying from the scene!
We got an A.B.B on him!
All-bird bulletin.
Got to be careful.
Suspects could be watching us.
What?
They made me do it.
I'm serious,man.
Get that thing out of there.Get it out!
Were you attacked by a small bird when you were little?
No,I just don't like small birds.
Okay?
Don't do that,henry.
And I didn't bust your frigging vince young bobblehead,yo.
Hey,i dusted the pieces yesterday.
I found two sets of prints -- you and grace.
Oh,must have been the time I tried to shove it up your ass.
U.S.C.Title-game night you cried like a little bitch!
Where's grace?
Where is grace?
She got tied up.
Okay.
I've got blood away from the victim over here, which usually means the killer cut himself,but that's written in blood.
Drops could be spillage from that.
She was tortured.
Yeah.
These slash marks -- none of them are fatal.
The killer spent some time hurting her.
They're all over her face and shoulders.
She hasn't been dead very long.
Rigor hasn't fully set in.
Lots of anger,stabbing -- usually a person -- but this evil shit on the wall...
looks like a purse dump.
Any I.D.?
No.
Purses always get to me.
I think about my sisters.
Check it out.
She worries about money,bad breath,smokes pot -- chocolate for the munchies -- goes to bars.
Beer cantina.
Hey,ham!
Beer cantina.
Isn't that where you and darleen spent your honeymoon?
Handwritten numbers.
Looks like seven of them.
Could be a phone number.
Seven smudged numbers.
Good thing you go to church,rhetta.
It'll take a miracle to decipher that.
So,grace is where?
She's gonna want to see this.
Yeah,I imagine she would.
I left you a message on your cell.
Where are you?
You need to see this crime scene.
It's brutal.
I hope everything's okay.Call me.
And why is ham being so pissy?
Earl?
Yep.
Are you eating something?
I had to go to the middle east.
I got a hankering for some of mustafa's tabbouleh.
Caught him right before he closed up shop.
Okay.
Look.
I admit I messed up.
Could use a little more lemon.
You must be getting awful hungry.
Open wide.
What -- what is this crap?
Best tabbouleh on the planet.
Well,this planet.
They got some good tabbouleh on paxtibar -- little planet about a trillion zillion miles from earth.
Paxtibarians take great pride in their tabbouleh -- kind of like you guys and oil.
Are you finished?
With my tabbouleh?
Look,I learned my lesson.
In your head,that means,next time,you hold the cuff key.
What do you want,earl?
What do I have to doto get out of these things?
Start leadinga different life?
Buy self-releasablehandcuffs?
I need to get to work.
Yes,you do.
So unlock these handcuffsso I can go to work.
Well,you're talkingabout your job.
I'm talking about your life and the workyou need to do on it.
You got to get ready,grace.
For what?
For whatever plangod has for you.
I'm ready,okay?
I'm ready!
I don't knowabout that,my girl.
Want to watch tv?
Oprah's on.
Cause of deathwas a sliced aorta.
There's no signof sexual assault.
Anything distinctiveabout the knife?
A switchblade,3,maybe 4 inches long.
Bobby's tryingto track it down.
Victim have a name?
Not yet.
There's nothingin missing persons,and we can't put outa picture.
Look,she was wearing,uh,this necklace.
Bobby and butchcanvassing the area?
Yes,ma'am.
What about grace?
I don't know.
You don't knowwhere your partner is?
Has she checked in?
I think it was family stuff.
I'm sure she's fine.
Did you speak to her?
Where is she?
She's home -- I think.
You think?
Bobby?
Go by grace's house.
Make sure she's okay.
Lost my favorite t-shirton that bet.
It had a pictureof golda meir,pre -'67,embroidered on the pocket.
I knew I should have takenthe over,but I always beena sucker for the underdog.
It goes with the territory,I guess.
Well,who ever heardof a war lasting only six days?
Please answer the phone,earl.
Can'T.
Boss doesn't likeus doing phone surveillance.
Sure would makelife easier.
Hey,it's doug.
Need to talk to you about clay.
You are not going to believewhat your favorite nephew did.
Here's a hint -- he's groundeduntil thanksgiving.
Call me.
I'd like to bea fly on the wall for that -- you talking to a kidabout something he's done wrong.
Earl,take your damn wings and flapyour smart ass back to egypt.
And while you're there,tellmustafa his tabbouleh sucks.
Oh,shit.
Grace.
This is the third timeI've called you.
You're either dead orsomeplace with earl,so call me.
And oh,oh,oh.
If you're on a trip with earl...
bring me home a surprise.
I think I'm onto something.
Doug?
Call me,man.
Grounded till thanksgiving?
What did clay do?
Wear a longhorn t-shirt?
Hey,luke!
Hanadarko,baby.
Where's my 5 bucks?
Shit,man.
You cheated.
You can't get in on a betat half time.
Why not?
You always do.
Coroner's office took the bodya few hours ago.
You know,for a coroner,henrysure has been happy lately.
Run it down for me.
Nude female,maybe 25.
Hard to tell --her face was so cut up.
Found by a squatter last nightaround 2:00 A.M.Watch your step.
Looks like somebody didn't liketheir cornbread and beans.
I got it from here.
You buying me a pitcher of beerat louie's,hanadarko.
Is everything okay?
Bad morning.
I called you three times.
I know.
I-I brought yousomething to say I'm sorry.
What is it?
Hey,doug.
Yeah,I'll be here.
Okay,man.
I'll see you then.
He is really upset with clayabout something.
Is this a duck?
Whittled by earl.
Earl whittles?
Yeah.
He's not exactlychanneling michelangelo,is he?
I also brought...
this.
Earl drinkswhile he whittles.
Our warehouse jane doe -- bottle'sfrom a similar case.
Did you stopby the crime scene?
The blood on the wallis the victim'S.
What case is this?
Why doesn't it havean evidence tag on it?
Grace!
Oh,no.
Forget it.
I didn't steal it.
I got 100% legally.
Somebody's already dusted itfor prints.
Maybe you could get dnaoff the mouth of the bottle.
You thinkyou know this guy.
Why is allthe earl shit out?
Don't change the subject.
I'll tell youwhen I piece it together.
The earl shit --what are you doing?
Theorizing.
About how to get rid of him,I hope.
What if all this stuffmeans something.
What if it's likea language -- a language of symbols,a language of angels.
What if I sneeze and a 1965 mustangcomes flying out my butt?
What?
Wonder if earl has ever leftanything behind for leon cooley.
If he did,doesn't matter.
On death row,you'd be lucky if they don't confiscateyour used toilet paper.
Hey,I may havea missing-persons match.
Guy coming in,his daughter's description'sa good fit with our victim.
What about the canvass?
Some grocers down the street sawa dark S.U.V.Around midnight.
Didn't see anyone.
Butch is out shaking downone of his C.I.S.
Why'd the killer choosethis warehouse?
Who owns it?
Japanese companywho's name I can't pronounce.
Pork chop.
I owe you an apology.
You owe your team an apology.
Where were you this morning?
I took some personal time.
Why didn't you call in?
I should have.
Why didn't you?
And why shouldn't ibench your ass?
I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.
Don't you dare.
Should I be worriedabout you?
No.
I have rhetta for that.
This is your friend talking,grace.
Should I be worried?
It's just family stuff.
God,that's the same bullshitham just tried to feed me.
No bullshit.
My brother-in-law's coming in.
We got to talkabout my nephew.Really.
What's going on with ham?
What about him?
Well,he's pissed at you,and I don't think it'sover paperwork you didn't do.
Whatever crapis going on off the job,that shit will get you killedon the street, so fix it,grace,or I'm gonna reassign you bothnew partners, and that is notyour friend talking.
That's your captain.
Whatever you want to say to me,ham,say it.
I'm so sick of your shit.
What shit are you sick of,ham?
Be specific.
Who the hell was that guy?
Someone you met at a bar?
Grocery store.
Look,what the hellare you doing?
What I'm not doing is explainingany part of my life to you.
You sleep with every guyyou meet,is that it?
Only the ones willingto give me a ride home.
You know,you can be such a bitch!
Listen,you judgmental asshole,you got out of your wife's bedhoping for a quickie before we hitthe crime scene.
I'm sorryI wasn't available.
Mr.Duncan.
Have a seat.
This is ella.
We have breakfastevery wednesday -- pancakes.
Anyway,she's never been late,let alone not show up.
You say you last spoke with ellayesterday.
What time?
Around 7:00.
I went back,and I checked my cellphone.
If you go in when was this?
Last night.
What time last night?
I just told you.
I'm sorry.
Go ahead.
Look,my wife,she went byella's apartment and her work.
Her work,her work.
She works at mercy hospital.
She didn't show up today.
Do you knowif ella had plans last night?
She was going outwith friends.
Did you speakwith any of them today?
Her best friend,jennifer.
She hasn't talkedwith ella either.
I know that I'm supposedto wait 24 hours,but...
but ella -- well,this is -- well,she wouldn't do this.
She'd call me.
Mr.Duncan...
does this meananything to you,sir?
Why do you have this?
Do you recognize it?
No.
Oh,no.
It's not the first timethis guy's done this.
He enjoyed it.
You get a look at the victim?
Yeah.
I got a hit in vicapfrom 11 years ago.
You already ran it?
Happened in tulsa.
Victim didn't give her name.
Didn't say muchto the local cops.
Anythingfrom your C.I.?
We'll see.
You feeling okay?
Yeah.
Stopped back by the warehouse.
Luke says you got sick.
Fighting a bug.
How'd you knowto move the locker?
What locker?
Looked behind it.
Thought I saw something.
So evilis really devil?
Yeah.
Which M.O.You run through vicap?
Devil.
We got a probable I.D.On the victim -- ella duncan,24,physical therapist.
Went out with her friendslast night.
You got an address on her?
Dad had a key.
Want me to - I'm gonna ask -- you got a visitor.
Where'd you get this.
The internet.
I walked in on claywhile he was watching this.
It's his turn now.
Hey,claire.
You want a piece of pie?
Do you believe that?
What'd he say?
He was with friends.
They were doing it.
Lame shit.
I knowhe feels bad about it.
It's not like clay.
I don't get it.
It could have somethingto do with me.
I'm kind of dating someone.
Kind of?
Well,actually,I'm datingsomeone kind of seriously.
That's great.
We ever gonna meet her?
What's her name?
Lisa.
Last name?I want to run her.
Okay.
Take your chances.
No,but you're gonnalove her,grace.
I mean,she knowsmore about football than I do.
She loves to bowl,hunt,makes me laugh,and she's smart.
Can't wait.
You know she'll never takethe place of your sister.
Shit,doug.
It's been 12 years.
Mary frances has been wonderingwhat took you so long.
Well,I -- seems -- I think clay's havinga hard time with it.
It seems like he likes her,but...
I don't know.
It's the only thingI can think why my son's turninginto such a jerk.
I'll talk to him.
I want you to putthe fear of god into him.
I'll do what uncle buddid to me when I setthe convent on fire.
Uncle budthe texas ranger?
What'd he do?
Jennifer,thanks for meeting me.
I'm sorryI have to do this now, but I need youto go through last night for me.
It was your birthday?
It's not your faultyour friend is dead.
What do you want to know?
Everythingfrom the time you met ella to the timeyou left her -- what you did,where you were,who you talked to.
Did anyone buy you drinks?
Anyone go outsideto smoke a cigarette or a joint or to get laid?
Nothing you say can surprise meor get you in trouble.
It was your birthday --four best friends out to party.
I' been there,okay?
So just be honest with me.
Uh,we met at 8:00 at this restaurant downtown -- aunt sassy'S.
Do you know if he gave ellahis phone number?
Yeah,uh,I saw him.
He wrote iton a matchbook?
No.
He put it in her cellphone,but,um,there was another guy.
They were dancing.
I think they went outsidefor a while.
How comethey went outside?
To smoke a joint.
We were all pretty wasted.
Ella talk to anyone?
This cute guy from new york.
He's visiting his sister.
He bought us drinks.
You remember if he paidwith cash or credit card?
Cash.
He...
told ushe never used plastic 'cause he likes the waymoney feels in his pants.
You know his name?
Jerry.
How old is he?
Our age,uh...
25 maybe.
She wouldn't have leftwith him.
Even if she was drunk?
No way.
Ella may have takenhis phone number,but all of us, we think it's crazy to go homewith some guy you meet in a bar.
Maybe.
I mean,she could have.
We've picked up guys before.
We know it's stupid.
Let's go backto aunt sassy'S.
You were having a good time,drinking a lot.
You notice anybody else?
Anybody watching you guys?
There wasan older guy at the bar.
Ella thought he was sexy.
He was kind of watching us.
How old?
I don't know,40,45.
Will you work with uson a sketch?
Sure.
Why the hell should I talkto you about anything?
I thought maybe because I'm afriend of detective hanadarko'S.
So what?
And becauseI know about earl.
You know shit about earl.
Actually,mr.Cooley,technically,that's not true.
Mr.Cooley?
What do you knowabout earl?
I know he's an angel.
He your last-chance angel?
No.
You haven't met him?
No,sir.
But I knowhe takes you places,and I was wondering if youever come back with anything.
A migraine.
Anything else?
Why do you want to know?
Because maybethe things you come back with mean something.
And how do you know that,cop?
You a cop?
No,sir.
I'm a person who believes god has brought earlto save my friend.
Earl's some...
heavy-duty help.
She kill somebody?
Just you.
Only thing I ever brought backI got with me right here.
You got a tattoo with earl?
In cuba.
Holy redeemer.
Is that your church?
Never heard of it.
Me and earlwent out drinking.
Couple mojitos later,we both get tattoos.
Earl has a tattoo?
Where?
Tell detective hanadarkoto ask him.
That way,I ever see you againand you know the answer, I'll know youain't full of shit.
Thank you.
Till then,you'll just be a pretty lady I can spendsome of my loneliest hours...
thinking about.
Friend of mine says he sawan S.U.V.Last night -- maroon.
He told me it was parkedoutside the warehouse.
Some dudewas helping a girl puke.
This friend geta description?
Yeah.
She was a hot blonde.
Not her,razor -- of the dude.
No.
It was too dark.
Well,this shit ain't worth50 bucks and a tank of gas.
It was 60,and,uh,this next shit will be.
My friend got the plate.
Of the S.U.V.?
Kate-something-2.
What's the something?
He thinks a letter.
Maybe a B.
So it's,like,one of 22 letters.
26 26?
Pretty sure.
Kate-something-2.
Good job,razor.
Butchie?
What?
I'm thinking,how about instead of the cash,then,um, I could go over toyour place and make you supper?
And then I could give youa massage.
You know what I'm saying?
I'm afraid I knowexactly what you're saying.
This pans out,I owe you a tank of gas.
When you gonna tell them?
Tell them what?
Why you gotthat scar on your back.
I can't tellwhat I don't remember.
Well,you remember waking upwith a sliced shoulder.
You remember movingout of your house a month later,bought this place.
You ain't gonna tell them.
You ain't ready.
Get up,girl.
No.
Rematch.
Wrestling.
I win,you tell them.
You win,you get to carry that secret long as you want.
You cheat.
Fine.
We'll do it your way,then.
Here.
What the hell am I supposedto do with this?
Bang your head against it forcouple more decades,grace.
I got to get back to france.
Shit.
Whatre you doing hereso early?
What are you doing hereso early?
No,you.
What are you doing here?
Family stuff.
Butch.
I didn't bustyour vince young bobblehead.
Figure it's ham.
It's not ham.
I'm not ever gonna know,am I?
If I figure it out,I'll tell you.
I just need to be careful.
Me too.
Will i ever getanother one?
You want another one?
A guy can't ever getenough bobbleheads.
Thanks.
I'll take it from here.
Take a seat.
Give me your right arm.
Act like a tough guy...
you get treated like one.
I'm -- I'm -- I'm sorry.
I-I know it was stupid.
I can handle stupid,clay.
We're all stupid sometimes.
What I can't handle...
is mean --being violent.
Aunt grace?
My nameis detective hanadarko.
And if you like watchingyourself so much,great.
Let's watch.
Hey,claire.
You want a piece of pie?
That is assault,clay.
Claire could press chargesagainst you, and you don't even needto go to trial because the evidenceis right here.
Claire.
That is her name,isn't it?
Let me hear you say it.
Claire.
So,what do you say we watch you assault clairea few more times?
Hey,claire.
You want a piece of pie?
Ready to see it again?
Hey,claire.
You want a piece of pie?
Bartender remembersjerry from new york.
He's been coming inevery night for a week.
But not last night?
No,I'm checkingthe airlines.
What about the older guyfrom aunt sassy's?
He show up at the bar?
Yeah,the bartenderdoesn't remember him.
Shit!
Shit!
Retaliation forthe,uh,vince young bobblehead.
He thinks I did it.
Guess so.
I thinkwe got something here.
Remember those grocers saw a dark S.U.V.Outside the warehouse?
Butch has another witness saw a guy near a maroon S.U.V.Around midnight,helping a girl throw up.
How we doingon the wrap-up?
Who's your witness,benny?
Street kidI've known for a while.
He gave me the tag --kate,some letter,and 2.
So I ran every letterin the alphabet,found threethat are close.
Kateb25 -- a taurus,belongs toa 25-year-old girl,no record.
Katee2 --woman's husband bought a jag,so she got one,too --no record.
And kater2 -- an S.U.V.Leased to tolliver catering.
Jeremy tolliver's the owner --no record.
Jeremy,jerry.
Could be the sketch.
Could be the guy'snot from new york at all.
Do we know where he works?
He's got a catering truck,works the I-35industrial corridor.
Butch and bobbyat his house?
No one's home.
They're talkingto his neighbors.
I don't think he's our guy.
Based on what?
The hit we got in vicaphappened in 1996.
Jeremy tolliver was 15.
15-year-oldcould have been in a bar,had a girl take him home.
Doubt it.
Look,the restaurant-supplystore's right down the streetfrom the warehouse.
He buys stuff therefor his catering truck.
That's howhe knew about it.
Look,I-if his S.U.V.Was there,we got to talk to him.
I just...
think we should askwho else drives it.
Well,you got another suspect?
Not yet.
Then what the hell doyou have,grace?
Or is thatnone of my business,too?
And what the hell'swith you?
Detectives?
State trooper spottedthe catering truck.
Bobby and butchare on their way.
This is the address.
You are their backup.
Are they gonna be safe?
He looks just likethe other sketch.
Check outthe orange apron.
Jeremy was at the emergency roomlast night.
He burned his hand.
Think that'shis stepbrother,scott.
He's staying with him right now,getting a divorce.
Jeremy drive his S.U.V.To the emergency room?
his wife drove himin her car.
Ran down his employees.
His stepbrotherwas arrested five days ago.
Domestic abuse -- beat his wife,threatened herwith a switchblade.
Hey,we're seizing this truckin payment for back taxes.
You want to step out?
Step out of the truck now.
Come on.Drop it.
Let's go.
Hands behind your back.
Spread them.
Illegal knife.
You're under arrest.
What you in for?
Well,you're in the slammer,you must've done something bad.
I -- I pushed a pieinto a girl's face.
Her name is claire.
You always beensuch a tough guy?
I don't think so.
Why'd you do it?
I don't know,sir.
Sure you do.
We almost always knowwhy we do things.
We just don't always likefessing up to it.
Maybe becauseI wanted to be cool.
You ain't the first to have thatcome back and bite you.
Who's taking a crackat this guy?
I need to do it alone.
Why alone?
Because I oweall of you an apology.
Get rhetta for me,will you?
11 years ago,a girl picked you up in a bar.
She took you home.
You had sex.
You took your knifeand cut her across the shoulder.
Do you remember?
No.
Yes,you do.
It was your first.
What happened?
Why'd you leave this?
Did you get scared?
Did you scare yourself?
It wasn't me.
Five months later,you got married...
hoping a wife might fixthis urge you got.
But it's been simmering,hasn't it?
All these years.
And five days ago...
it boiled over.
You went after your wife.
And what you didto ella duncan -- you're not scared anymore.
Soon as I saw the word evilon the warehouse wall, I knewthere was a d somewhere because you did the same thingin my bedroom behind a door.
What is this evil/devilbullshit,scott?
Your mommy call youan evil little boy?
Call you the devil?
Tell you women are evil?
Especially women who go to bars?
All I had to do...
was buy you one drink.
Bourbon and coke.
Right?
Right.
You were drunkwhen you walked in.
Asked meto light your cigarette.
We played pool.
Bending overto take your shot,you stuck your assright in my face.
Do you remember?
I don't remember you.
Where we met...
how I got home -- the whole nightis a blackout.
Next day,I drove to tulsa,got treatment,filed a report.
What I didn't tell themwas my name...
or that I was a cop...
or that you lefta beer bottle at my house.
I got your fingerprints.
I ran them every week.
But until five days ago,you'd never been arrested.
We found a fingerprintin the warehouse,too.
You weren'tas careful as you thought.
She was a whore.
Just like you.
I want to tell claire...
that I'm really sorryfor what I did.
The important thing is that welearn from our mistakes.
Here you go,gus man.
Shit!
Earl!
Remember this?
Yes.
Why are we back?
I was wrong.
You are making progress.
Inch at a time maybe,but that's okay.
I'm proud of you.
You shouldn't be.
God doesn't sweatthe small stuff.
This is the small stuff?
Well,he kind of workson a sliding scale.
He let me live,but not ella duncan.
Why?
I don't know.
Ask him.
Scott tolliver let you live,grace,and killed ella.
Ask him.
All I know is you got big things,big responsibilities ahead.
And what you done today...
well,it's a --it's a big step,girl.
Kind of makes me feellike dancing a jig.
Shall we?
What are you saying?
God's got plans with your namewritten all over them.
Why would god have my nameon anything but his shit list?
Better hang on tight!
Your life's about to geta little bumpy!