Saving Grace s03e07 Episode Script
That Was No First Kiss
Okay, get ready.
These are the best buttermilk pancakes ever to tiptoe their way past your taste buds.
Where do you come up with this shit? Tiptoe past my taste buds.
It's the crispy edges.
I wondered why you wanted to meet in Purcell for pancakes.
- How'd you find this place? - Used to bring coma girl here before she was coma girl.
So back then, you'd sit down, order pancakes Iook across the table and call her - By her name.
- Which was? Stealing an angel's milk when he's got a mouthful of pancakes just ain't right, Grace.
- What's her name? - I can't tell you.
- You told me Leon Cooley's name.
- That was part of God's plan.
How do you know part of God's plan's not to give me her name? Coma girl gets shot, wakes up, exits stage left.
- You give me her name, or I'll drink all your milk.
- Neely.
Shit! Can we help you? Ronnie.
What are you doing? Shit! What the hell was that? Grace.
Grace, stop.
It was nothing.
It was our first kiss.
That was no first kiss.
It was, I swear.
That's Stella, remember? Our auctioneer.
I know who she is.
- Grace, let me explain what happened.
- I know what happened.
You just destroyed the heart of the kindest person I've ever known.
Come on, Grace.
What are you doing? Aw, shit, Grace! Stop! - I'm calling the police! - Good.
When they get here, make sure and tell 'em you're screwing the woman who sold everything of value your wife ever loved! #So pretty and, oh, so bold # # Got a heart full of gold on a Ionely road # - # She said, "I don't even think that God can save me"# - # Save me # # Am I gaining ground Am I losing face # # Have I lost and found my saving grace # # Thankful for the gift my angels gave me ## Ronald Alberto Rodriguez.
- 8/12/64.
Yeah.
Phone dump.
All recent credit card activity.
Thanks.
What'd you decide? I have to tell her.
Any idea what you're gonna say? No.
She's never loved anyone else.
Never been with anyone else.
Here she comes.
I wish this wasn't happenin'to Rhetta or you.
- How do I tell her? - With love.
But you already knew that.
- Hey.
- You have to come with me.
- What's going on? - Just get in.
Tell me what's going on, Grace.
Are you okay? - Just tell me.
- I saw Ronnie kissing another woman.
What? What did you say? I saw Ronnie kissing the woman from your farm auction, Stella.
What are you saying? What are you trying to tell me? Are you telling me you saw Ronnie kissing Stella? At a pancake house in Purcell this morning, at 6:30.
Ronnie had a job interview in Henryetta.
He was in Purcell.
- Did he see you? - Yeah.
He said it was their first kiss.
- Was it? - Didn't look like it to me.
Bobby's back at the office with the victim's great-grandson.
Been waiting on you and Grace.
You want to show up sometime today? What's the matter? You scared all alone at a crime scene? Victor Eli.
Found by his great-grandson Troy Eli this morning around 7:00.
- How long? - M.
E.
said 15 hours.
So yesterday afternoon, Sunday, around 5:00.
Troy said his papaw lived alone, and he came over to have pancakes.
Pancakes? Man, how old's Troy? Nineteen, but he said every Monday morning they ate pancakes together.
Checked the doors, windows, garage.
- No sign of break-in, no sign of struggle.
- He's still got his watch.
- And his wallet has 42 bucks inside.
- Is the canvass still out? - Yeah.
- Oh, geez.
Those are burn marks.
- Yeah, shot at close range.
- Executed.
I'm gonna head back to the office, hook up with Bobby.
Hey, Carter.
You know a nine-letter word starts with a "P," ends with a "K"? Clue's "a flower rooster.
" Victor Eli did.
Papaw didn't like talking much.
He told me in 99 years, a man's already said everything he needs to say.
But you know, that's not true.
He was still writing letters.
Real letters with stamps.
- I wish I still had mine.
- Troy, you know if Victor had plans last night? I doubt it.
He goes to bed at about 7:00.
What about you? You go out last night? No, sir.
I was at the dorm doing homework.
Your parents, they live nearby? They live in Dallas.
Moved there about a year ago.
Papaw and me are the only ones left in Oklahoma.
What made you decide to come back up? I wanted to go to OU, be around Papaw.
Ninety-nine-year-old man He must've needed a lot of help.
Sometimes.
He stopped driving last year so me and Mrs.
Cook next door, we get his groceries.
But he cooks.
He's a great cook.
He does his own laundry.
Even does crossword puzzles.
Then like he'd forget how to turn on the radio.
Are you sure you don't want me to come back? Okay.
I'm going to work.
Call me if you need anything.
I get that you want to be alone.
I get that.
I just have three things I want to say.
First, I love you.
Second, I love you.
Third, I will always love you.
Detective Ada said you came over for pancakes this morning.
Yeah.
Every Monday morning.
We'd go over all of Sunday's games how much he bet, if he was up or down.
If Papaw won money, he'd make the pancakes.
And if he lost, I'd make 'em.
- Who'd he make the bets with? - His bookie.
- You got a name? - No, sir.
But I know his bookie came over every Sunday evening.
- Have you talked to Grace? - Why? What are you doing? Are you packing my clothes and kicking me out of the apartment? I'm, uh, doing laundry.
Give me your shirt.
The one you're wearing.
Give it to me, or I swear I'll rip it off.
- Can we talk, Rhetta? - Not now.
It was just a kiss.
Mrs.
Cook next door told Butch that every Sunday evening Victor has a visitor.
Um, drives a black BMW.
White guy, 60s, kind of big.
- His bookie.
- She also said that, uh, Troy takes advantage of Victor.
You know, Troy buys his groceries and then takes half home for himself.
That's a letter from Troy when he was 11.
Wanted to borrow money to get his dirt bike fixed.
- Is everything okay? - Yeah.
- Is Rhetta okay? - Yeah.
How come they sent Carter instead of Rhetta? - Rhetta's busy.
- Doing what? Okay, okay.
It's just, you know, female problems.
He was gonna be a hundred years old tomorrow.
"Dear Papaw, hope you have a day as wonderful as you are.
"Guess what.
I got my eyebrow pierced.
Love, your great-granddaughter, Emily.
" - You sure you're okay? - I'm sure.
Bullshit.
The phone rang earlier.
When I said hello, they hung up.
Hello? - Hey, Rhetta.
- Hey.
- Carter around? - Haven't seen her.
- What are you working on? - Wife who kills her cheating husband.
- He deserved it.
- What happened? Doesn't matter what happened.
He cheated on her.
Hey, why do men cheat? - Would you be okay if Marissa cheated on you? - No, I wouldn't be okay.
- But you wouldn't kill her? - I wouldn't kill her.
There's Carter.
Carter, Bobby needs you! I have never known a bookie who thought the best way to collect on a bad debt was with a dead body.
So who else might be our killer? Troy Eli was arrested for petty theft twice in the past year.
Carter found his fingerprints in every drawer on Victor Eli's desk.
- Grace is looking for a life-insurance policy.
- Maybe Troy was too.
Beneficiaries won't be his wife and children.
He outlived all of them.
- Remaining family's spread out.
- Except for Troy.
I got a hit on an unsolved murder three years ago in Tulsa.
It's the same M.
O.
Elderly female victim, shot to the back of the head.
- Firearms running ballistics? - Yeah.
And the victim's daughter is coming in.
She wants to help out any way she can.
- All right.
What else? - Victor Eli's phone records only has two numbers.
One is Troy's.
The other he called every day, sometimes a couple times a day.
- Could be his bookie.
- Listed to a warehouse in Midwest City.
- We're gonna check it out.
- Let's make sure Troy lives in the dorm.
Check with his roommate.
See if he was, uh, doing homework last Sunday night.
# Time after time # # I tell myself that I'm # # So lucky # # To be loving you # # So lucky # # To be # # The one you run to see # # In the evening # # When the day is through # # I only know # # What I know # # The passing years # # Won't change # # You've kept my love so young # # So new # # And time after time # # You'll hear me say # # That I'm so lucky # # To be lovin'you ## Hello? - Who is this? - Who is this? - Let me talk to Victor Eli.
- 246? Is he okay? Is he hurt? Why? Hang up the goddamn phone! Shit.
Here you go.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
Suddenly, uh three years ago feels like three days ago.
Yeah, I'm sure it does.
Um, so the cops in Tulsa, they sent over your mom's file.
That's my mom.
She, uh, used to train dogs.
Everyone's but her own, of course.
- Yeah? The only thing I can get my dog to do is eat.
Well, my mom used to say that dogs are not man's best friends, we're theirs.
Your mom, she withdrew $50,000 from her bank account April 3, three months before she was killed.
Yeah.
The cops thought that she was a gambling addict.
- Was she? - No.
Look, sh-she'd lay down some bets every now and then, but so do I.
- Right.
- Like I lost big last year against Florida.
Yeah.
So did I, man.
I mean, big to me 200 bucks.
I lost a hundred bucks.
But your mom, she gambled big? My mom lived big.
This number here, the one that's circled that was, uh, to a bookie that your mom used to place bets? Yeah.
The, um The cops never found him.
He used an alias.
Oh.
I'm I'm so sorry.
This is just something that, uh Happens at noon every day.
The churches in England started it.
Yeah.
They ring the bells so that the people w Would pray for the soldiers at war.
- You know about this? - Yeah.
Yeah.
My brother Rafe, he I used to pray for him.
- I'm so sorry.
- Oh, it's Yeah.
You still have someone there who, uh, you pray for? It's my cousin Chandler.
He's, uh, on his third tour.
He's, um, a chopper pilot.
Chandler.
All right.
I'll pray for him.
So, um what what can you tell me about this? # Why pretend # # I know there's someone else # # Looks like I fell in love with you # # By myself # # Maybe I thought I was more than a man # # Why pretend Why pretend # # Why pretend # # Why pretend # # Forget this masquerade # # This game we're playing's # # A game of charades # # I thought we'd stay home # # And play house instead # # Why pretend Why pretend # # Why pretend # # Fool me once # # And fool me twice # # Love isn't just some roll of the dice # # Treat me good # # Treat me kind # # Baby, don't drive me # # Out of my mind # # Why pretend # # Baby, I've got some pride # # You took my heart# # On a carnival ride # # This lovers'lane # # Is a lovers'dead end # # Why pretend # # Why pretend Why pretend # # Fool me once # # Fool me twice # # Love isn't just some roll of the dice # # Treat me good, treat ## - Looking for Carter? - Yeah.
And you.
You were right.
Ronnie lied.
He told me he had three job interviews in Henryetta this week.
These are the shirts he wore.
I found the same perfume on all three shirts.
- What did you find out? - I dumped his phone.
- I know he's been calling her.
- He has.
I thought they were talking about the auction.
- What else? - I ran his credit cards.
No motels, hotels or flowers.
- What about her? - No criminal record.
Full name is Stella Holmes.
Three kids.
Second marriage to Bernard Holmes owner of Holmes Canton Auction Company.
How old is she? My guess is 40.
She's 32.
Almost like it never happened.
- Daughter of the Tulsa victim? - Yeah, Renee.
- She give us anything? - Her mom gambled too.
You see this part written in green? It's called an exotic bet.
I guess you can bet on any crazy thing you want.
She put down 50 grand at 6-to-1, hoping for a $300,000 payoff that Carrie Underwood would win best new country artist of the year? Fifty grand's exactly how much she withdrew three months before she was murdered.
A bet like that with those odds either a novice bookie looking to make a quick 50 grand and run or a bookie who never planned on paying off the bet in the first place.
What is going on out there? - I got the warehouse number.
- Where you going with this? - Just follow my lead.
- Last time I did that, I ended up peeing off the side of a bridge.
Thanks for coming in, guys.
Each piece of paper being passed out Hey, Mort.
How you doing, hon? Has a phone number printed on it.
If you recognize this number, you'll know why we're asking.
So come see us.
We'll tell you how you can help.
Hey! Over here.
Come on, man.
Hey! - Hello, dude.
- Hey, Dad.
I brought you something.
Hey, come here.
- Ah, good to see you.
- You too.
Hey.
All right.
All right.
- Mmm.
Have you eaten? - Yeah.
- Yeah? Can you stay a while? - I'm on the job, Pops.
Sure, I understand.
But I was thinking, because of your old area of expertise, maybe you could help me out.
Yeah.
Sure.
What do you got? We're looking for a bookie.
Think he might have some information we need.
- Well, I haven't seen a bookie in a while.
- I know.
- I haven't, Son.
- I know.
We came across a bank of telephones in an empty warehouse.
- Yeah? - What else should we be looking for? - Hey.
- I'm helping on the Carter case.
Have you and Kendra talked about infidelity? - What? - Infidelity.
Cheating.
Sex with someone that's not you or her.
How do you feel about infidelity? - I don't like it.
- Think it's a deal breaker? - Is everything okay? - Everything's fine.
You sure? Okay.
What do we got? Troy was right.
Most of his family does live in the great state of Texas.
I guess somebody has to.
I also talked with the residential adviser at Troy's dorm.
Troy doesn't have a roommate.
Can't confirm if he was studying Sunday night, but she doesn't remember seeing him around.
Grace found exactly $47,600 all in hundred-dollar bills, all found in books on page 246.
Gotta be his client number.
Didn't want to forget it.
And he closed his bank account when his wife died 12 years ago.
Well, a man that age, lived through the depression, the run on the banks I checked the dates on those bills.
They're all new.
What he hasn't been doing is putting bills in his mattress since the 1930s.
I checked with Social Security.
Victor Eli hasn't had a job in almost 40 years.
- How did it go? - Good.
- Went to the warehouse to take another look at the phones.
- They're all gone.
- Exactly what my informant said would happen.
- Hmm.
There are two buildings in the area where someone could've seen us enter the warehouse one here, the other there.
This one was dusty, dirty, like it'd been empty for months.
That one still had phones, furniture, even a coffee maker.
They also left this behind.
- Rice paper.
- One second it's there.
The next it's not.
Kind of like trust.
Heather, are you okay? Do you need help? Talk to me.
I can help.
Grace? Yeah.
- Supper yet? - No.
- What's all this? - Victor Eli's life.
In letters unbelievable letters and pictures.
- What about his life-insurance policy? - Haven't found one yet.
Look at this.
Couldn't be more than 18, you know.
And this is when he came home from World War II.
He was already in love with Alice.
Just didn't know it yet.
- Alice his wife? - Married 58 years.
- Fifty-eight years? - Yeah.
Geez.
He's got that John Wayne thing going on, doesn't he? - Is that ribs I smell? - Oh, yeah.
Corn bread, greens and beans.
Mmm.
This woman who keeps calling She hangs up.
She's worried.
She knows something happened to Victor.
- Think she knows the killer? - Maybe.
I think her name's Heather.
I think this is her and her fiancé.
I think she answers the phone when Victor places his bets.
We know anything about him? Only that he took her to the Eiffel Tower, you know, to propose.
Check out the other one.
Gotta be his client number.
Yeah.
Mine's 415.
I may have called this number once or twice.
- Shit.
- Shit.
You're looking for Big Gil.
He's been my bookie for two years.
- I don't know Heather.
What do you want me to do? - Pass me a napkin.
Oh! Damn, girl.
This case goes to trial, goes public, your ass is in shit's creek.
Let me worry about that, all right? So what do I do, man? Make a bad bet.
We bust whoever comes to collect.
- Make him roll, you know? - All right.
Sounds easy.
Like the good ol' days.
You know, Big Gil's been so lucky for me, man.
You know, I paid off my car with what I won betting the over-under on Obama.
Troy paid cash for a 2008 Mustang.
Well, Troy's parents paid cash, not him.
I'm just saying this whole Eli family, they got a bunch of cash lying around.
Because they bought Troy a car before they went to Dallas, that makes them suspicious? - Makes their son suspicious.
- Why? Because he sold it.
Troy sold his brand-new Mustang for five grand.
New Mustang for five grand? Come on.
Why does he need cash so bad? - Drugs? - Man, he's a college student.
Books.
What about D.
N.
A? Maybe he's a gambler like his papaw.
- Where's Grace? - Oh, she's probably home by now.
- May I ask you something? - Me? You.
What's up? Why did you cheat on Darlene? - Answer me.
- Here? Why did you cheat on your wife? Shit, Rhetta, l - Was it because you didn't love her? - No.
Why then? Why did you do it? Because I love Grace.
I'll talk to you later.
All right.
Bye.
- Rhetta okay? - I don't know.
- She didn't seem okay.
- Something going on with Ronnie? - I don't know.
- What did she say? - She asked me why I cheated on Darlene.
- She asked me why men cheat.
- She asked me what I'd do if Kendra cheated.
- Shit.
- Shit.
Shit.
Anything we can do? Yo.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
I'm heading back to Shawnee.
Right.
Yeah.
I was thinking about going to have a cup of coffee.
- For the road? - Yeah.
Yeah.
You know, I see you as a dark roast kind of guy.
You feel like a cup? Yeah, but I got too much here.
- You know? - Yeah.
Sure.
Um if you need anything any more help Hey, Ramsey.
About this letter you wrote Victor Eli I got a few more questions to go over.
You got my number.
Call as soon as you can.
"I'm sorry, Papaw "but I think Troy may have taken something from you.
Money you hid in your sofa.
" How can you live with yourself? Do you have any idea how much pain you've caused? What? What happened? How many marriages you've damaged? All because you don't care if the men you sleep with are married? Well, now you have to care, Grace! We both have to care, because now it's happened to me and it hurts! I am in so much pain I can't breathe I can't pray! And I can't love you knowing this is how you make other women feel.
No, you have to stop.
You have to promise me this will never happen again.
I promise.
- You'll never have another relationship with a married man.
- I promise.
And you won't let me go through this by myself.
I promise.
I promise.
Why did he do this? I don't know.
I don't know.
What did I do? What did I do? Doesn't he love me? Hmm.
#Time after time # # I tell myself that I'm # # So lucky # # To be loving you # # So lucky # # To be loving you ## Big Gil? Boy, was he surprised to find out I didn't sell insurance.
What bet did you end up making? Bought half a point, which doubled the juice on a three-way teaser.
- Thanks for coming in, Troy.
- No problem.
- Let's go in here.
- I need to wait a minute.
- You need to wait a minute? - Yes, sir.
For my lawyer.
- Why do you need a lawyer, Troy? - Hey, Troy.
Talicia Hill.
I'm representing Mr.
Eli.
I understand you want to speak with him.
- Tell us about your cousin Ramsey.
- Why? You don't get to ask questions, Troy.
You just answer them.
If you have a specific question, we'll answer it.
Troy did not kill his great-grandfather.
I'll bet if Troy thinks about it long enough he'll remember it was his cousin Ramsey who knew about the money he stole from their papaw's couch.
So, Mr.
Gilmore, you've been around the block a few times.
A little extortion here, some bookmaking there.
Even says something about a parking ticket, doesn't it, Detective Dewey? I don't have any goddamn parking tickets.
- What do you know about Victor Eli? - Victor? - Why? - Client 246.
Lucky bastard, or good.
Never could figure it out.
He almost cleaned me out in '94.
- When was the last time you saw him? - Sunday, about 5:00, 5:30.
Collected two grand.
He'd had a shitty day.
We know you took his money, Troy.
We just don't know how much.
But we have a pretty good idea.
According to your bank records, you deposited $31,000 two months ago.
About the time Ramsey wrote this letter.
- I was gonna tell him.
- Troy.
I'm an asshole.
I was gonna tell him.
I was gonna pay him back every cent.
Why y'all care so much about Victor Eli? For Christ's sakes, he's 99 years old.
That's why we care, Big Gil.
What, you think I'm taking advantage of him? That man is smart.
He knows what he's doing.
I mean, if the guy wants to make a bet, why not just let him? You know what this is? I'd say someone bet 50,000 to win 300,000.
- One of yours? - No.
- How can you be so sure? - I don't do exotics.
Some bookies do, I don't.
Exotics, futures not my style.
I lost 20,000 of it at the track.
- You don't use a bookie? - I hate paying the 10% vig.
So you just stole from your 99-year-old great-grandfather.
Anyone do that, why not put a bullet in the back of his head? No.
No, sir.
I swear.
Troy wanted to come clean about the money.
He understands he has a problem, but he did not kill Victor Eli.
I didn't.
He was the sweetest old man who ever lived.
So here's the deal, Big Gil.
- You still drive a black '95 BMW E36 M3? - Yeah.
Because this unpaid ticket the one you said you didn't have puts your car in Tulsa two days before the murder of this 75-year-old woman.
She was murdered one night after she won $300,000 off of that exotic bet.
- What's this got to do with me? - It's got a lot to do with your future.
I wasn't in Tulsa, and I didn't accept that bet.
Who else drives your car besides you? Your son.
We want to talk to your order-taking clerks.
- Fine by me.
- Mind if we start with Heather? I don't know about you but I need to look somebody in the eye when I talk to them.
Phone calls are tough.
It's hard to know the truth.
I'm Detective Hanadarko.
I don't care about you taking bets.
I only care about who killed Client 246.
You know who who Client 246 is, don't you? - Let me hear you say his name.
- Victor Eli.
He called you every day, didn't he? Yes, ma'am.
You guys must've gotten close.
Talked about more than betting.
We talked about a lot of things.
Like books you've read, you know your plans for the future, places you traveled.
- Last time you talked to Victor Eli did he sound sick? - No, ma'am.
It makes me wonder why you were so worried about him when you called.
- I wasn't.
- Yes, you were.
I heard it in your voice.
It was the day before his hundredth birthday and you were worried something might have happened to him.
Why? Did something happen between Big Gil and Client 246? - Some kind of disagreement over a bet? - No, ma'am.
Maybe a futures bet? In all the years that I worked with Victor Eli he only placed straight bets.
- How many years was that? - Six.
- Engagement or wedding ring? - Engagement.
What does your fiancé do for a living? Most people I know fall in love at work.
Can't propose to a woman in front of the Eiffel Tower on an order-taking clerk's salary.
Must be a bookie.
Yeah.
Can't be Hanson Gilmore.
Hanson's old enough to be your father.
But his son's not is he? I want to make what I think you call a three-way teaser bet.
First, I bet you're gonna tell me where I can find your fiancé.
And second, I bet you know that your fiancé made a futures bet with Victor Eli.
And third I bet you knew that if Victor Eli lived to be a hundred years old your fiancé would lose a shitload of money.
How'd I do? Do I win? Eating breakfast at night number six on my top 10 things to do.
Number nine on mine.
Um Maple or blueberry syrup? Maple berry.
Sorry, Gusman.
To Victor Eli, on his 100th birthday.
Victor Eli wants to welcome you to your new home, Derrick.
It isn't exactly Paris.
How about tonight Yeah? we talk about anything that doesn't start with the letter "R"? What about the letter "N"? Who's "N"? Someone you know.
Someone Earl knows.
Tell me before our pancakes get cold.
- Coma girl.
- Coma girl? But coma girl doesn't start Oh, my God.
Earl told you her name? Grace, what's her name? English - US - SDH
These are the best buttermilk pancakes ever to tiptoe their way past your taste buds.
Where do you come up with this shit? Tiptoe past my taste buds.
It's the crispy edges.
I wondered why you wanted to meet in Purcell for pancakes.
- How'd you find this place? - Used to bring coma girl here before she was coma girl.
So back then, you'd sit down, order pancakes Iook across the table and call her - By her name.
- Which was? Stealing an angel's milk when he's got a mouthful of pancakes just ain't right, Grace.
- What's her name? - I can't tell you.
- You told me Leon Cooley's name.
- That was part of God's plan.
How do you know part of God's plan's not to give me her name? Coma girl gets shot, wakes up, exits stage left.
- You give me her name, or I'll drink all your milk.
- Neely.
Shit! Can we help you? Ronnie.
What are you doing? Shit! What the hell was that? Grace.
Grace, stop.
It was nothing.
It was our first kiss.
That was no first kiss.
It was, I swear.
That's Stella, remember? Our auctioneer.
I know who she is.
- Grace, let me explain what happened.
- I know what happened.
You just destroyed the heart of the kindest person I've ever known.
Come on, Grace.
What are you doing? Aw, shit, Grace! Stop! - I'm calling the police! - Good.
When they get here, make sure and tell 'em you're screwing the woman who sold everything of value your wife ever loved! #So pretty and, oh, so bold # # Got a heart full of gold on a Ionely road # - # She said, "I don't even think that God can save me"# - # Save me # # Am I gaining ground Am I losing face # # Have I lost and found my saving grace # # Thankful for the gift my angels gave me ## Ronald Alberto Rodriguez.
- 8/12/64.
Yeah.
Phone dump.
All recent credit card activity.
Thanks.
What'd you decide? I have to tell her.
Any idea what you're gonna say? No.
She's never loved anyone else.
Never been with anyone else.
Here she comes.
I wish this wasn't happenin'to Rhetta or you.
- How do I tell her? - With love.
But you already knew that.
- Hey.
- You have to come with me.
- What's going on? - Just get in.
Tell me what's going on, Grace.
Are you okay? - Just tell me.
- I saw Ronnie kissing another woman.
What? What did you say? I saw Ronnie kissing the woman from your farm auction, Stella.
What are you saying? What are you trying to tell me? Are you telling me you saw Ronnie kissing Stella? At a pancake house in Purcell this morning, at 6:30.
Ronnie had a job interview in Henryetta.
He was in Purcell.
- Did he see you? - Yeah.
He said it was their first kiss.
- Was it? - Didn't look like it to me.
Bobby's back at the office with the victim's great-grandson.
Been waiting on you and Grace.
You want to show up sometime today? What's the matter? You scared all alone at a crime scene? Victor Eli.
Found by his great-grandson Troy Eli this morning around 7:00.
- How long? - M.
E.
said 15 hours.
So yesterday afternoon, Sunday, around 5:00.
Troy said his papaw lived alone, and he came over to have pancakes.
Pancakes? Man, how old's Troy? Nineteen, but he said every Monday morning they ate pancakes together.
Checked the doors, windows, garage.
- No sign of break-in, no sign of struggle.
- He's still got his watch.
- And his wallet has 42 bucks inside.
- Is the canvass still out? - Yeah.
- Oh, geez.
Those are burn marks.
- Yeah, shot at close range.
- Executed.
I'm gonna head back to the office, hook up with Bobby.
Hey, Carter.
You know a nine-letter word starts with a "P," ends with a "K"? Clue's "a flower rooster.
" Victor Eli did.
Papaw didn't like talking much.
He told me in 99 years, a man's already said everything he needs to say.
But you know, that's not true.
He was still writing letters.
Real letters with stamps.
- I wish I still had mine.
- Troy, you know if Victor had plans last night? I doubt it.
He goes to bed at about 7:00.
What about you? You go out last night? No, sir.
I was at the dorm doing homework.
Your parents, they live nearby? They live in Dallas.
Moved there about a year ago.
Papaw and me are the only ones left in Oklahoma.
What made you decide to come back up? I wanted to go to OU, be around Papaw.
Ninety-nine-year-old man He must've needed a lot of help.
Sometimes.
He stopped driving last year so me and Mrs.
Cook next door, we get his groceries.
But he cooks.
He's a great cook.
He does his own laundry.
Even does crossword puzzles.
Then like he'd forget how to turn on the radio.
Are you sure you don't want me to come back? Okay.
I'm going to work.
Call me if you need anything.
I get that you want to be alone.
I get that.
I just have three things I want to say.
First, I love you.
Second, I love you.
Third, I will always love you.
Detective Ada said you came over for pancakes this morning.
Yeah.
Every Monday morning.
We'd go over all of Sunday's games how much he bet, if he was up or down.
If Papaw won money, he'd make the pancakes.
And if he lost, I'd make 'em.
- Who'd he make the bets with? - His bookie.
- You got a name? - No, sir.
But I know his bookie came over every Sunday evening.
- Have you talked to Grace? - Why? What are you doing? Are you packing my clothes and kicking me out of the apartment? I'm, uh, doing laundry.
Give me your shirt.
The one you're wearing.
Give it to me, or I swear I'll rip it off.
- Can we talk, Rhetta? - Not now.
It was just a kiss.
Mrs.
Cook next door told Butch that every Sunday evening Victor has a visitor.
Um, drives a black BMW.
White guy, 60s, kind of big.
- His bookie.
- She also said that, uh, Troy takes advantage of Victor.
You know, Troy buys his groceries and then takes half home for himself.
That's a letter from Troy when he was 11.
Wanted to borrow money to get his dirt bike fixed.
- Is everything okay? - Yeah.
- Is Rhetta okay? - Yeah.
How come they sent Carter instead of Rhetta? - Rhetta's busy.
- Doing what? Okay, okay.
It's just, you know, female problems.
He was gonna be a hundred years old tomorrow.
"Dear Papaw, hope you have a day as wonderful as you are.
"Guess what.
I got my eyebrow pierced.
Love, your great-granddaughter, Emily.
" - You sure you're okay? - I'm sure.
Bullshit.
The phone rang earlier.
When I said hello, they hung up.
Hello? - Hey, Rhetta.
- Hey.
- Carter around? - Haven't seen her.
- What are you working on? - Wife who kills her cheating husband.
- He deserved it.
- What happened? Doesn't matter what happened.
He cheated on her.
Hey, why do men cheat? - Would you be okay if Marissa cheated on you? - No, I wouldn't be okay.
- But you wouldn't kill her? - I wouldn't kill her.
There's Carter.
Carter, Bobby needs you! I have never known a bookie who thought the best way to collect on a bad debt was with a dead body.
So who else might be our killer? Troy Eli was arrested for petty theft twice in the past year.
Carter found his fingerprints in every drawer on Victor Eli's desk.
- Grace is looking for a life-insurance policy.
- Maybe Troy was too.
Beneficiaries won't be his wife and children.
He outlived all of them.
- Remaining family's spread out.
- Except for Troy.
I got a hit on an unsolved murder three years ago in Tulsa.
It's the same M.
O.
Elderly female victim, shot to the back of the head.
- Firearms running ballistics? - Yeah.
And the victim's daughter is coming in.
She wants to help out any way she can.
- All right.
What else? - Victor Eli's phone records only has two numbers.
One is Troy's.
The other he called every day, sometimes a couple times a day.
- Could be his bookie.
- Listed to a warehouse in Midwest City.
- We're gonna check it out.
- Let's make sure Troy lives in the dorm.
Check with his roommate.
See if he was, uh, doing homework last Sunday night.
# Time after time # # I tell myself that I'm # # So lucky # # To be loving you # # So lucky # # To be # # The one you run to see # # In the evening # # When the day is through # # I only know # # What I know # # The passing years # # Won't change # # You've kept my love so young # # So new # # And time after time # # You'll hear me say # # That I'm so lucky # # To be lovin'you ## Hello? - Who is this? - Who is this? - Let me talk to Victor Eli.
- 246? Is he okay? Is he hurt? Why? Hang up the goddamn phone! Shit.
Here you go.
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
Suddenly, uh three years ago feels like three days ago.
Yeah, I'm sure it does.
Um, so the cops in Tulsa, they sent over your mom's file.
That's my mom.
She, uh, used to train dogs.
Everyone's but her own, of course.
- Yeah? The only thing I can get my dog to do is eat.
Well, my mom used to say that dogs are not man's best friends, we're theirs.
Your mom, she withdrew $50,000 from her bank account April 3, three months before she was killed.
Yeah.
The cops thought that she was a gambling addict.
- Was she? - No.
Look, sh-she'd lay down some bets every now and then, but so do I.
- Right.
- Like I lost big last year against Florida.
Yeah.
So did I, man.
I mean, big to me 200 bucks.
I lost a hundred bucks.
But your mom, she gambled big? My mom lived big.
This number here, the one that's circled that was, uh, to a bookie that your mom used to place bets? Yeah.
The, um The cops never found him.
He used an alias.
Oh.
I'm I'm so sorry.
This is just something that, uh Happens at noon every day.
The churches in England started it.
Yeah.
They ring the bells so that the people w Would pray for the soldiers at war.
- You know about this? - Yeah.
Yeah.
My brother Rafe, he I used to pray for him.
- I'm so sorry.
- Oh, it's Yeah.
You still have someone there who, uh, you pray for? It's my cousin Chandler.
He's, uh, on his third tour.
He's, um, a chopper pilot.
Chandler.
All right.
I'll pray for him.
So, um what what can you tell me about this? # Why pretend # # I know there's someone else # # Looks like I fell in love with you # # By myself # # Maybe I thought I was more than a man # # Why pretend Why pretend # # Why pretend # # Why pretend # # Forget this masquerade # # This game we're playing's # # A game of charades # # I thought we'd stay home # # And play house instead # # Why pretend Why pretend # # Why pretend # # Fool me once # # And fool me twice # # Love isn't just some roll of the dice # # Treat me good # # Treat me kind # # Baby, don't drive me # # Out of my mind # # Why pretend # # Baby, I've got some pride # # You took my heart# # On a carnival ride # # This lovers'lane # # Is a lovers'dead end # # Why pretend # # Why pretend Why pretend # # Fool me once # # Fool me twice # # Love isn't just some roll of the dice # # Treat me good, treat ## - Looking for Carter? - Yeah.
And you.
You were right.
Ronnie lied.
He told me he had three job interviews in Henryetta this week.
These are the shirts he wore.
I found the same perfume on all three shirts.
- What did you find out? - I dumped his phone.
- I know he's been calling her.
- He has.
I thought they were talking about the auction.
- What else? - I ran his credit cards.
No motels, hotels or flowers.
- What about her? - No criminal record.
Full name is Stella Holmes.
Three kids.
Second marriage to Bernard Holmes owner of Holmes Canton Auction Company.
How old is she? My guess is 40.
She's 32.
Almost like it never happened.
- Daughter of the Tulsa victim? - Yeah, Renee.
- She give us anything? - Her mom gambled too.
You see this part written in green? It's called an exotic bet.
I guess you can bet on any crazy thing you want.
She put down 50 grand at 6-to-1, hoping for a $300,000 payoff that Carrie Underwood would win best new country artist of the year? Fifty grand's exactly how much she withdrew three months before she was murdered.
A bet like that with those odds either a novice bookie looking to make a quick 50 grand and run or a bookie who never planned on paying off the bet in the first place.
What is going on out there? - I got the warehouse number.
- Where you going with this? - Just follow my lead.
- Last time I did that, I ended up peeing off the side of a bridge.
Thanks for coming in, guys.
Each piece of paper being passed out Hey, Mort.
How you doing, hon? Has a phone number printed on it.
If you recognize this number, you'll know why we're asking.
So come see us.
We'll tell you how you can help.
Hey! Over here.
Come on, man.
Hey! - Hello, dude.
- Hey, Dad.
I brought you something.
Hey, come here.
- Ah, good to see you.
- You too.
Hey.
All right.
All right.
- Mmm.
Have you eaten? - Yeah.
- Yeah? Can you stay a while? - I'm on the job, Pops.
Sure, I understand.
But I was thinking, because of your old area of expertise, maybe you could help me out.
Yeah.
Sure.
What do you got? We're looking for a bookie.
Think he might have some information we need.
- Well, I haven't seen a bookie in a while.
- I know.
- I haven't, Son.
- I know.
We came across a bank of telephones in an empty warehouse.
- Yeah? - What else should we be looking for? - Hey.
- I'm helping on the Carter case.
Have you and Kendra talked about infidelity? - What? - Infidelity.
Cheating.
Sex with someone that's not you or her.
How do you feel about infidelity? - I don't like it.
- Think it's a deal breaker? - Is everything okay? - Everything's fine.
You sure? Okay.
What do we got? Troy was right.
Most of his family does live in the great state of Texas.
I guess somebody has to.
I also talked with the residential adviser at Troy's dorm.
Troy doesn't have a roommate.
Can't confirm if he was studying Sunday night, but she doesn't remember seeing him around.
Grace found exactly $47,600 all in hundred-dollar bills, all found in books on page 246.
Gotta be his client number.
Didn't want to forget it.
And he closed his bank account when his wife died 12 years ago.
Well, a man that age, lived through the depression, the run on the banks I checked the dates on those bills.
They're all new.
What he hasn't been doing is putting bills in his mattress since the 1930s.
I checked with Social Security.
Victor Eli hasn't had a job in almost 40 years.
- How did it go? - Good.
- Went to the warehouse to take another look at the phones.
- They're all gone.
- Exactly what my informant said would happen.
- Hmm.
There are two buildings in the area where someone could've seen us enter the warehouse one here, the other there.
This one was dusty, dirty, like it'd been empty for months.
That one still had phones, furniture, even a coffee maker.
They also left this behind.
- Rice paper.
- One second it's there.
The next it's not.
Kind of like trust.
Heather, are you okay? Do you need help? Talk to me.
I can help.
Grace? Yeah.
- Supper yet? - No.
- What's all this? - Victor Eli's life.
In letters unbelievable letters and pictures.
- What about his life-insurance policy? - Haven't found one yet.
Look at this.
Couldn't be more than 18, you know.
And this is when he came home from World War II.
He was already in love with Alice.
Just didn't know it yet.
- Alice his wife? - Married 58 years.
- Fifty-eight years? - Yeah.
Geez.
He's got that John Wayne thing going on, doesn't he? - Is that ribs I smell? - Oh, yeah.
Corn bread, greens and beans.
Mmm.
This woman who keeps calling She hangs up.
She's worried.
She knows something happened to Victor.
- Think she knows the killer? - Maybe.
I think her name's Heather.
I think this is her and her fiancé.
I think she answers the phone when Victor places his bets.
We know anything about him? Only that he took her to the Eiffel Tower, you know, to propose.
Check out the other one.
Gotta be his client number.
Yeah.
Mine's 415.
I may have called this number once or twice.
- Shit.
- Shit.
You're looking for Big Gil.
He's been my bookie for two years.
- I don't know Heather.
What do you want me to do? - Pass me a napkin.
Oh! Damn, girl.
This case goes to trial, goes public, your ass is in shit's creek.
Let me worry about that, all right? So what do I do, man? Make a bad bet.
We bust whoever comes to collect.
- Make him roll, you know? - All right.
Sounds easy.
Like the good ol' days.
You know, Big Gil's been so lucky for me, man.
You know, I paid off my car with what I won betting the over-under on Obama.
Troy paid cash for a 2008 Mustang.
Well, Troy's parents paid cash, not him.
I'm just saying this whole Eli family, they got a bunch of cash lying around.
Because they bought Troy a car before they went to Dallas, that makes them suspicious? - Makes their son suspicious.
- Why? Because he sold it.
Troy sold his brand-new Mustang for five grand.
New Mustang for five grand? Come on.
Why does he need cash so bad? - Drugs? - Man, he's a college student.
Books.
What about D.
N.
A? Maybe he's a gambler like his papaw.
- Where's Grace? - Oh, she's probably home by now.
- May I ask you something? - Me? You.
What's up? Why did you cheat on Darlene? - Answer me.
- Here? Why did you cheat on your wife? Shit, Rhetta, l - Was it because you didn't love her? - No.
Why then? Why did you do it? Because I love Grace.
I'll talk to you later.
All right.
Bye.
- Rhetta okay? - I don't know.
- She didn't seem okay.
- Something going on with Ronnie? - I don't know.
- What did she say? - She asked me why I cheated on Darlene.
- She asked me why men cheat.
- She asked me what I'd do if Kendra cheated.
- Shit.
- Shit.
Shit.
Anything we can do? Yo.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
I'm heading back to Shawnee.
Right.
Yeah.
I was thinking about going to have a cup of coffee.
- For the road? - Yeah.
Yeah.
You know, I see you as a dark roast kind of guy.
You feel like a cup? Yeah, but I got too much here.
- You know? - Yeah.
Sure.
Um if you need anything any more help Hey, Ramsey.
About this letter you wrote Victor Eli I got a few more questions to go over.
You got my number.
Call as soon as you can.
"I'm sorry, Papaw "but I think Troy may have taken something from you.
Money you hid in your sofa.
" How can you live with yourself? Do you have any idea how much pain you've caused? What? What happened? How many marriages you've damaged? All because you don't care if the men you sleep with are married? Well, now you have to care, Grace! We both have to care, because now it's happened to me and it hurts! I am in so much pain I can't breathe I can't pray! And I can't love you knowing this is how you make other women feel.
No, you have to stop.
You have to promise me this will never happen again.
I promise.
- You'll never have another relationship with a married man.
- I promise.
And you won't let me go through this by myself.
I promise.
I promise.
Why did he do this? I don't know.
I don't know.
What did I do? What did I do? Doesn't he love me? Hmm.
#Time after time # # I tell myself that I'm # # So lucky # # To be loving you # # So lucky # # To be loving you ## Big Gil? Boy, was he surprised to find out I didn't sell insurance.
What bet did you end up making? Bought half a point, which doubled the juice on a three-way teaser.
- Thanks for coming in, Troy.
- No problem.
- Let's go in here.
- I need to wait a minute.
- You need to wait a minute? - Yes, sir.
For my lawyer.
- Why do you need a lawyer, Troy? - Hey, Troy.
Talicia Hill.
I'm representing Mr.
Eli.
I understand you want to speak with him.
- Tell us about your cousin Ramsey.
- Why? You don't get to ask questions, Troy.
You just answer them.
If you have a specific question, we'll answer it.
Troy did not kill his great-grandfather.
I'll bet if Troy thinks about it long enough he'll remember it was his cousin Ramsey who knew about the money he stole from their papaw's couch.
So, Mr.
Gilmore, you've been around the block a few times.
A little extortion here, some bookmaking there.
Even says something about a parking ticket, doesn't it, Detective Dewey? I don't have any goddamn parking tickets.
- What do you know about Victor Eli? - Victor? - Why? - Client 246.
Lucky bastard, or good.
Never could figure it out.
He almost cleaned me out in '94.
- When was the last time you saw him? - Sunday, about 5:00, 5:30.
Collected two grand.
He'd had a shitty day.
We know you took his money, Troy.
We just don't know how much.
But we have a pretty good idea.
According to your bank records, you deposited $31,000 two months ago.
About the time Ramsey wrote this letter.
- I was gonna tell him.
- Troy.
I'm an asshole.
I was gonna tell him.
I was gonna pay him back every cent.
Why y'all care so much about Victor Eli? For Christ's sakes, he's 99 years old.
That's why we care, Big Gil.
What, you think I'm taking advantage of him? That man is smart.
He knows what he's doing.
I mean, if the guy wants to make a bet, why not just let him? You know what this is? I'd say someone bet 50,000 to win 300,000.
- One of yours? - No.
- How can you be so sure? - I don't do exotics.
Some bookies do, I don't.
Exotics, futures not my style.
I lost 20,000 of it at the track.
- You don't use a bookie? - I hate paying the 10% vig.
So you just stole from your 99-year-old great-grandfather.
Anyone do that, why not put a bullet in the back of his head? No.
No, sir.
I swear.
Troy wanted to come clean about the money.
He understands he has a problem, but he did not kill Victor Eli.
I didn't.
He was the sweetest old man who ever lived.
So here's the deal, Big Gil.
- You still drive a black '95 BMW E36 M3? - Yeah.
Because this unpaid ticket the one you said you didn't have puts your car in Tulsa two days before the murder of this 75-year-old woman.
She was murdered one night after she won $300,000 off of that exotic bet.
- What's this got to do with me? - It's got a lot to do with your future.
I wasn't in Tulsa, and I didn't accept that bet.
Who else drives your car besides you? Your son.
We want to talk to your order-taking clerks.
- Fine by me.
- Mind if we start with Heather? I don't know about you but I need to look somebody in the eye when I talk to them.
Phone calls are tough.
It's hard to know the truth.
I'm Detective Hanadarko.
I don't care about you taking bets.
I only care about who killed Client 246.
You know who who Client 246 is, don't you? - Let me hear you say his name.
- Victor Eli.
He called you every day, didn't he? Yes, ma'am.
You guys must've gotten close.
Talked about more than betting.
We talked about a lot of things.
Like books you've read, you know your plans for the future, places you traveled.
- Last time you talked to Victor Eli did he sound sick? - No, ma'am.
It makes me wonder why you were so worried about him when you called.
- I wasn't.
- Yes, you were.
I heard it in your voice.
It was the day before his hundredth birthday and you were worried something might have happened to him.
Why? Did something happen between Big Gil and Client 246? - Some kind of disagreement over a bet? - No, ma'am.
Maybe a futures bet? In all the years that I worked with Victor Eli he only placed straight bets.
- How many years was that? - Six.
- Engagement or wedding ring? - Engagement.
What does your fiancé do for a living? Most people I know fall in love at work.
Can't propose to a woman in front of the Eiffel Tower on an order-taking clerk's salary.
Must be a bookie.
Yeah.
Can't be Hanson Gilmore.
Hanson's old enough to be your father.
But his son's not is he? I want to make what I think you call a three-way teaser bet.
First, I bet you're gonna tell me where I can find your fiancé.
And second, I bet you know that your fiancé made a futures bet with Victor Eli.
And third I bet you knew that if Victor Eli lived to be a hundred years old your fiancé would lose a shitload of money.
How'd I do? Do I win? Eating breakfast at night number six on my top 10 things to do.
Number nine on mine.
Um Maple or blueberry syrup? Maple berry.
Sorry, Gusman.
To Victor Eli, on his 100th birthday.
Victor Eli wants to welcome you to your new home, Derrick.
It isn't exactly Paris.
How about tonight Yeah? we talk about anything that doesn't start with the letter "R"? What about the letter "N"? Who's "N"? Someone you know.
Someone Earl knows.
Tell me before our pancakes get cold.
- Coma girl.
- Coma girl? But coma girl doesn't start Oh, my God.
Earl told you her name? Grace, what's her name? English - US - SDH