Dynasty s09e03 Episode Script

Last time on Dynasty: - I think it's a homicide.
- The coroner will figure that out.
- And we found this.
- That's my aunt's.
Okay, let's widen the search.
- Is that the man? - Yeah, that's him.
- I don't think that'd be a good idea.
- What have you done with my wife? - Mr.
Carrington.
- Answer me.
Steven to Dad.
Baby brother's bi-annual bye-bye.
Don't worry, Steven I'll mind the store.
- Dex, I need help.
- Heh, you bet you do.
No, I really do.
I've been through a hell of a lot and I've finally come to realise that you are the only man that I can really trust.
Oh, Dex, please.
After all we've meant to each other you can't abandon me now.
Are you the woman who called here earlier? - Well, I want to talk to her.
- Daddy, what's going on? - Krystle's in Ohio? - In Dayion.
It's her home town.
The woman said she was her cousin.
Call the airport.
Tell them to get the plane ready.
Aah! Ooh, whoops.
Sable.
Hello, darling.
Good Lord, it's been a long time.
Not long enough.
Your information was surprisingly accurate.
Alexis is in Los Angeles.
Now, listen, I want you to find out what that witch is doing here and how long she's staying.
And where she's staying.
Would you do that for me? She looks so peaceful.
Imagine her talking about killing someone.
- What did you say? - She said something about running away from a lake and there had been a fight there and she killed a man.
- Near the lake? - Uh-huh.
But it's ridiculous.
I mean, Krystle committing murder? Krystle? Krystle? Krystle? You were sleeping so soundly I didn't want to wake you.
What's the matter? You look so wonderful to me.
Ah, I was so frightened this morning waking up in this strange house.
I couldn't imagine what I was doing here.
Well, you came to show Blake Dayton and to meet your little cousin.
And I couldn't be happier.
Yeah, but why couldn't I remember? Well, you were very tired, you know? I told her it was probably the pills.
Yeah, the headaches have gotten so bad I guess I took too many.
You never were very good at arithmetic.
You know, if these headaches are not getting any better maybe it would be a good idea if we went to the doctor.
- Oh, I'm fine.
- No, no.
Maybe it's being back here.
Dayion, Ohio.
Not the vacation capital of the world, but we did invent the cash register.
That's right.
And you know what? I'm gonna take you out and show you the house I grew up in, and the church we went to and Fairmont High School.
Whoa, whoa.
Heh, well, I still think it would be a good idea if we went to the doctor.
No, I'm fine, honestly.
You're not gonna get out of this that easily.
I'll be right back.
- She's so - Normal? Yes, and I hate lying to her.
You're not.
You' re just protecting her from things she doesn't need to know.
Not yet anyway- - Did you get any sleep last night? - Oh, yes.
Yes, I'm fine.
It's so hard to comprehend.
One day she's in pain and now You'll see the doctor, find out for sure.
But how about you? Oh, I'm all right.
And she didn't say anything about her nightmares? Uhn-uhn.
Nothing this morning.
And she didn't say anything more about going out to the lake - or killing somebody? - Nope.
No more hallucinations.
Hey, come on, hurry up.
We've got a lot to see.
Thank you, Lisa.
In more civilized times, gentlemen fought duels over their women.
So tell me, why didn't you shoot Hamilton Stone? I hate the smell of gunpowder before breakfast.
Hmm.
These your bodyguards? Am I in the need of protection? Oh, not from me.
I only hunt big game.
Besides, you've already been shot down by my cousin.
Took off with Hamilton Stone, did she? Now, how did you know that? Did you make a bed check this morning? Not that it surprises me.
Alexis always has had the loyalty of a streetwalker.
No, ah, it's Hamilton that I'm furious with.
- Oh, yeah? - I can't see why he's interested in her.
He always looks to the future, and God knows, she's a relic from the past.
Heh, you're a regular saint, aren't you? Worried about Stone, worried about me.
What are you doing here, Sable? Or do you always come to exercise rooms dressed in full regalia? You fascinate me.
You're a very attractive man, not unintelligent, probably the finest specimen in my cousin's collection.
And I am curious to see if there isn't something we could do for one another.
That is a long shot.
I'm just trying to understand what a man like you wants to make a career out of shepherding a woman like that around for.
Because that woman is the only one that's never bored me.
Really? Oh, yes.
Now, I am terribly sorry to have, uh, kept you.
- Kept me from what? - Heh.
From leaving.
Oh, yes, I'd hate to keep you from your pumping.
Oh, boy.
I got the impression from her that you two used to be very close.
Yeah, well, she was my baby cousin.
When she was a kid, she was around the house all the time.
Her, uh, mother wasn't exactly the maternal type.
What do you mean? Well, uh, she loved to have a good time.
She wasn't around very much.
Virginia was pretty close to her dad, but when he died, she kind of raised herself.
Hmm.
Well, with all she's been through, maybe that's why she has such a remarkable grasp on life.
She always did.
Even as a child we always called her the old soul because she, uh, always had these amazing insights into what you were thinking and feeling.
She was usually right.
Well, I hope we see more of her.
That would be nice.
You mean to tell me that you used to play around here? Yeah.
Every day.
Great neighbourhood, huh? Oh, I have a feeling Blake, there it is.
- That's it? - Heh, yeah.
I don't believe it.
Welcome to my palace.
Oh, Blake, it used to be beautiful.
With grass everywhere and flowers, oh.
You know, I never told a soul about it.
Not even Virginia.
You mean, you kept this all to yourself? Uh-uh, no, no.
I'm sorry, darling.
It's a wonderful palace.
You don't mean that.
Come on.
Let's go inside.
- If we can.
- Yeah.
Wow.
Oh, look.
Somebody's been here, heh.
Yeah, who's been sitting in my chair? - Well, that's cute.
- This is really very nice and cosy.
Wait.
Where was it? - What? - Where was it? Where was it? What are you looking for? Oh, I know.
Wait.
What are you doing? Buried treasure.
I can't believe it.
After all these years.
- What is it? Ls it yours? - Look, heh, look.
Oh, it's here.
My heavens.
It's a music box.
Yes.
- Your orchestra? - Yes.
My dance.
You know something, we could take this home with us.
- This shed? - Mm-hm, for Kristina.
We could dismantle it and then put it up out at the lake.
You go out there often, don't you? - To the lake? It's been a while.
- Really? You mean you haven't been out there recently? - No, no.
Not for months.
- You're sure? Of course.
Heh.
That was a long time ago.
Blake, let's not take this home.
You're right, darling.
This house belongs to another little girl.
I love you so much.
- Nice of you to join us.
- Yeah, well, I had to make a stop.
Man, you're gonna be late for your own funeral.
- What do you got here? - A Danish.
- I can see that.
What kind? - Cheese.
It's cheese.
You know I don't like cheese.
Wait a minute.
Let me think.
Did I buy this for you? No, I don't think so.
In fact, I'm pretty sure I bought this for me.
Right.
You always do that.
Now, do I ever buy just one Danish? No.
I always bring one back for you.
- Every time.
- You're a good person.
Here hold this.
Three sugars? When did you start putting three sugars in your coffee? - It's disgusting.
- What, are we married? What did you get on the car? The report just came back from the lab.
The mud definitely came from the area around the lake.
- What about the tires? - It was almost too easy.
The lady has some special kind of tires on her car.
Left a beautiful set of prints.
No question the car was there.
Yeah, well, that's what we figured.
What about the inside? - They get anything we could use? - Well, they're still checking on that.
But I got something.
Yeah, you gonna tell me or you want me to guess? A witness, Zorelli.
We got us a witness.
And they're holding him for us now.
- And he saw it go down? - Close enough.
Come on, Richards.
Either he saw it go down or he didn't.
The guys says he saw Krystle Carrington running from the lake.
And he knows Krystle Carrington? So he saw her picture in the newspaper once.
I don't know.
Come on in and talk to him, Zorelli.
I think we got us a suspect.
I, uh I'm gonna try to get her to Los Angeles sometime tomorrow.
There's a particular doctor there who's aware of her situation.
Call me as soon as you know anything.
- I will.
- I'm worried about you.
Well, it's been something of a strain carrying the secret all that time with no one to talk to, but I'm very grateful to you, Virginia.
Don't be silly.
Look, I shouldn't call you.
I don't want my cousin to think I'm worried.
But if you ever need to talk, day or night Maybe I'll take you up on that.
You've been wonderful.
Thank you.
- Okay, I'm ready.
- Oh.
You are the luckiest woman in the world.
I never met a man so much in love.
You remember your promise.
We expect to see you in Denver.
As soon as I can.
- Here you go.
- Oh, thank you.
- Okay, I think we're all set.
- No, not quite.
I want a picture of my family.
Oh, all right, heh.
Okay, stand together.
Here, here we go.
Would you mind? Would you mind taking a picture of the three of us, please? The whole family.
All right.
Everybody ready? What is it? Mr.
Carrington.
I heard about the trial.
I can't tell you how sorry I am.
Well, it's just a temporary setback.
Yeah, but you deserved a better verdict.
The game isn't over yet.
What's on your mind? Mr.
Carrington, with your brother leaving the firm, I'm sure I'll be replaced.
So I've just been putting things in order Steven's leaving? You didn't know? Oh, God.
He said it was personal, but I just assumed that he told you.
He never tells me anything.
Heh, and I just did.
I can't believe it.
- Where is he going? - I think I'd better let him tell you that.
Steven's always been pretty discreet about his activities.
He must have trusted you.
He knew he could.
- Heh.
- Until now, of course.
I can't believe I just shot my mouth off like that.
I am very loyal to the people I work for.
I'm sure you are.
You have to be in a business like this.
And, Mr.
Carrington, heh, I never, never do what I just did.
You know, Claire, these projects Steven was working on, they're company projects now.
Of course.
I have them computerized and cross-indexed.
Mm-hm.
I'm sure you have a pretty good working knowledge of them? Yeah.
There isn't much your brother did that I wasn't aware of.
Mm-hm.
What are your plans now? Got another job lined up? No, but that won't be much of a problem.
I'm sure it won't.
I bet you're a pretty good secretary.
Assistant.
And, yes, I am.
Well, unless you're in a big hurry, why don't you stay on here for a while? I'm going to be needing a new assistant myself.
Maybe we should try each other out.
Well, what about Natalie? Oh, we'll find something else for Natalie to do.
- Welcome back.
- Well, thank you.
- Excuse me, ma'am.
That's trash.
- So is this.
The gate just called.
Blake and Krystle are on their way.
Where's Adam? Probably at the office making arrangements for his coronation.
- Did you bring Krystle's diary? - No.
- Why not? - Because I didn't.
I'm going upstairs to get Kristina.
- Trouble in paradise? - Knock it off.
Well, there you are, Kristina.
Guess what.
Your mommy's here.
- Is she all right? - Of course she's all right.
She can't wait to see you.
- Hello.
- Hi.
- Mommy.
- Hi.
Mommy.
Kristina.
Oh, hello, sweetheart I missed you.
- Oh.
- Where did you go? You scared me.
Did I? Oh, I'm sorry, darling.
Please don't' leave me again.
Please.
Darling, I won't.
I promise.
Oh, Mommy loves you.
She'll never leave you again.
Okay, Clarence, one more time.
Sparky.
I told you my buddies call me Sparky.
You're sure this is the lady, Clarence? Yeah, yeah.
That's her.
Hey, oh, she Oh, ah, well Well, you see, she was running around all crazy-like, hollering and yelling.
Scared the hell out of me.
Yeah, yeah.
I'll bet.
Did you have, maybe a couple of drinks - to calm your nerves down, Clarence? - Well, I had a taste.
Was this before or after you saw Mrs.
Carrington? Yeah, before and after.
Good.
We got that nailed down.
Stick around, Clarence.
We'll need to take your statement.
HEY.
I'm happy here.
- So, what do you think? - I think if we lit a match next to old Sparky in there, we'd blow up the entire police station.
Come on, that's not what we're asking.
What are you, his mouthpiece? We go easy on this one.
What do you mean, go easy? We've got this lush on one side and Mrs.
Blake Carrington on the other.
Okay.
We got tire tracks, we got a scarf.
We gotta go pick her up.
Mrs.
Blake Carrington versus one wino.
No, we don't gotta just go pick her up.
Well, we at least gotta pay her a visit.
Good, Lyons, very good.
Did you ever think about becoming a cop? Yes, the Atkinsons have moved out of Denver.
With my child.
And you didn't try to stop them.
- They got a court order.
- Get it revoked.
Look, they have legal custody until we can turn it around.
Tell me about the appeal.
- It's going to take a while.
- Ha-ha-ha, the wheels of justice.
- In the meantime - Lean on him.
I beg your pardon? Atkinson.
He's weak.
He can be bought.
Adam, I think I understand your position.
I think I understand what you're going through.
Maybe if I were in the same I'm not asking you to do anything illegal.
Just give him an opportunity to self-destruct.
Jesse has a lot of talent in that area.
I'm sorry, Adam.
I'm a lawyer.
And so are you.
If you want my advice From the man whose firm lost my son? I don't want your advice.
I want my son back.
- This is not the way to do it.
- All right, Dennis, you tell me.
Did the system work for me? Did that judge give a damn about my rights? I want you to help me.
I can't, Adam.
Not on your terms.
You know, it would be a shame if word got around that you were afraid to handle a tough case.
- That sounds like a threat.
- No.
No, just a reminder of whom you're working for.
Think about it, Dennis.
Consider the options.
This meeting is over.
What them? You were getting too much sun.
- What would I do without you? - Ha-ha-ha.
Is this your idea of a peace offering? No, but this is.
It's the least I could do after interrupting your work.
Anything else, Mrs.
Colby? No, I think we can manage, thank you.
Yes, ma'am.
Now, where were we? You can tell a lot about a man by the way that he eats.
Sable, what do you want? I told you.
To become better acquainted.
Really? Well, there are these rumours.
Which ones? You know, that Colbyco is on the verge of collapse.
And that Alexis' dear departed helped himself to a fortune in petty cash.
Well, you seem to know a lot about her business.
We're family.
I'm concerned for her.
Something very interesting must have happened between the two of you.
No.
Actually, we've shared a special bond since childhood.
What's that? - Loathing? - That's the bond.
You see, Alexis is a fraud, and she hates me for knowing it.
Whatever you think Alexis is, at least she's out there making things happen for herself.
- What, pray tell, do you do? - Oh.
I dabble in things.
- Ari, some other investments.
- Hmm.
- Doesn't sound like much.
- Might surprise you.
You don't find it strange that none of us have really talked to Krystle since she's been back? I mean, people don't just disappear into the middle of nowhere without some sort of explanation.
Some people do.
Some people go off in spaceships.
Sammy Jo, please.
Fallon, they're both very tired, and when Blake wants to tell us something, he will.
Well, I'm certainly glad the rest of the world doesn't share your driving curiosity.
Fallon, give it a rest, please.
Blake doesn't even know about Steven yet.
What about Steven? I've been trying to reach him.
Where is he? Somebody say something.
Something wrong? Nothing, it's just, Steven's fine.
He's just - Just what? - He's gone, Daddy.
He left me a letter.
He wanted to start living his own life and didn't want anyone to worry.
Worry? I'm furious.
He didn't even say goodbye.
Wait a minute, Fallon.
Steven may have left Denver, but that doesn't mean that he's left the family.
Of course not.
When he wants to, he'll call us.
Well, we were afraid about how you would take this.
Me? I think it's great.
I'm very proud of him.
Excuse me, dinner is sewed.
Well, I don't understand.
Now, if Steven left the letters at the house, how did you end up getting them? Actually, Fallon was nice enough to bring it over.
Me? Nice? There goes my image.
But what I don't understand is how did the letters get burned? How do letters ever get burned.
You drop them on the stove, you rub two Boy Scouts together, or maybe somebody put a match to them.
Oh, come on, Fallon.
Who would do something like that? Oh, I don't know.
- Hello, Adam.
- Sorry, I'm late.
No problem.
Do you think that somebody intentionally burned them? I'd like to hear what Adam thinks.
- Excuse me? - Steven left two letters, mysteriously burned.
- What letters? - Oh, you know damn well what letters.
And you burned them.
When did you dream that up? Come on, Adam.
You've always tried to make Steven look bad.
But this is pathetic, even by your standards.
- Fallon.
- It's all right, Dad.
I should have known who was behind this little fantasy.
- Please stop.
- Maybe Steven burned them himself.
Maybe he decided he didn't want to give them to you.
Well, you got what you wanted.
All right, now that's enough.
By the process of elimination, you're finally the favourite son.
- I don't have to take this.
- I said that's enough.
I don't want to hear about those letters.
If Adam said that he didn't do it, he didn't.
Stop it.
Stop it.
Stop it.
- It's all right.
- What happened? - It's all right.
- I don't know what happened to me.
I'm sorry.
There's a police officer at the door to see you.
He says it's about the body they found at the about the lake.
Well, tell him I'll be with him in a minute.
He says he wants to talk to Mrs.
Carrington.
To me? I don't understand.
Why do the police want to see me about a body? You stay here and I'll find out what they want.
Why don't we go to the Conservatory.
- Blake? - Krystle.
- Please, let me handle it.
- No.
I want to know what they want.
- Evening.
- Mr.
and Mrs.
Carrington, Sergeant John Zorelli, Harmon Springs Homicide.
- Sorry to barge in like this.
- What can I do for you? Actually, Mr.
Carrington, I need to speak to your wife.
Mrs.
Carrington is not feeling very well.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
This won't take long.
- L just have a couple of questions.
- What would you like to know? He wants to know about an accident out at the lake.
Well, Mr.
Carrington, I don't think we could call it an accident anymore.
- I think we're looking at a murder.
- Murder? It looks like it.
And, Mrs.
Carrington, um, I was wondering, you do go out to the lake quite a bit.
- Did you see anything at all? - Sergeant.
We've already discussed this.
- I haven't been to the lake.
- Then I'm really confused.
Because you see, we matched tire tracks at the lake to your car.
Yes, but, my wife's car was stolen.
You know that.
Yes, sir, I do, and that's the thing.
Because witnesses who saw the guy break into the vehicle said it was already covered in mud.
And then there's this scarf.
This is yours, isn't it, Mrs.
Carrington? Yes.
Sometimes the head plays funny tricks.
Happens to me all the time.
But try to remember.
Maybe you saw this guy hanging around.
Maybe he was with people you didn't like the looks of so you took off.
Sergeant, I'd like to help you, but I She's already told you that she wasn't out there.
There must be other explanations for tire tracks and the missing scarf.
Nope.
None that I can think of.
What is it you want, Sergeant? Mrs.
Carrington, I really hate to ask you this, but if before the autopsy, if you could just come down, take a look at the individual You're not gonna take her.
I have told you that she has not been feeling well.
I promise it won't take long.
No.
Okay.
Well, think about it.
Because I'm sure you'd like to help us on this matter.
He was found on your property.
Sorry about all this.
Hope I didn't spoil your dinner.
Why didn't you tell me about this? - We didn't want 10 - What, upset me? - Krystle? - Oh.
I think I can go upstairs by myself.
Fallon.
- Don't.
- This has gone on long enough.
Maybe you don't want to know what's happening, but I do.
I'd like to know what's happening myself.
- No, you don't.
I'm taking you home.
- Ugh.
Why this man Hampton in Los Angeles? Why can't you take her to Dr.
Kirkland here in Denver? Because it was Dr.
Hampton who treated Krystle after her fall.
And he's been giving her the scans and he's an expert in these matters.
- What do you mean, "these matters"? - Headaches.
Headaches? Daddy, Krystle is having serious problems.
Fallon, you don't know what is involved here.
No, I don't.
And if you don't want to tell me, okay.
But at least tell Krystle.
She doesn't know what's happening to her.
We'll all know about it soon enough.
- Daddy.
It's just it's so It's so cruel.
- Cruel? Fallon, don't you think that I would change places with her if I could? Please don't talk to me about cruelty.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Uh, I'm sorry too.
I know you mean well and maybe there is a better way to handle this, but I just don't know what it is.
I don't know what you're so wound up about.
There's nothing in it that would interest them anyway.
- What? - The police.
There's nothing in the diary they'd care about.
- You mean, you read it? - Yes.
Oh, Sammy Jo, what right do you have to pry into somebody else's life? - I had my reasons.
- Reasons? Why? Ah, well, because I was worried about my aunt.
Because I wanted to know what happened.
- Sammy Jo, we specifically agreed - Oh, shoot me, okay? I did it.
I also cheated on my eighth grade English exam, I steal ashtrays out of hotels and I have been known to cross the street when the sign says "Don't walk.
" Not everyone is blessed with your instinct for right and wrong.
Okay, all right.
What did it say? Ah, oh, don't tell me you want to know? Well, I'm concerned about Krystle too.
Krystle? Krystle? It was like being inside of Krystle's head.
I mean, I could almost feel the pressure and the fear.
Thank you.
It was a dream and she was in the middle of the ocean all alone.
It was dark and there was a thunderstorm, and the waves were pounding against her.
I mean, inside her head.
It had to be the headaches.
And then she stared to sink.
She screamed but no sound came out.
And suddenly a hand reached out to her and she felt herself being lifted.
She wasn't afraid anymore.
It was Blake.
He was her lifeline.
And he still is.
- This has gotta be tearing her up.
- What about Blake? I mean, it's easy to comfort a child.
You hold them and tell them everything's gonna be all right.
But a man like Blake? What do you say to someone like that? - Krystle? - Krystle? You've been hiding things from me.
Hook a plane to Dayion, Ohio, but I don't remember it.
And I've broken things in my house and I don't remember that.
And now, I might have seen a murder.
- Krystle.
- Oh, Jeff.
Tell me what you know.
You were at the lake.
The police say I was there too.
What are you doing? I'm letting Blake know you're here.
- Put it down.
- Krystle, it's getting late.
Put it down, Sammy Jo.
I mean it.
Tell me what I've done.
I have a right to know.
Wouldn't you want to know if you were me? Why don't you let me take you home? Blake will be able to tell you everything you need to know.
No, he won't.
He thinks he's protecting me.
You're right.
It isn't fair.
It isn't.
We found this at the lake right before we saw the body.
It's your diary.
Then I was there.
It looks like it.
So where do you wanna start? Anywhere.
Just tell me.
Why are you lying to me? Krystle, I am not lying.
I've just Concealed things.
Blake, what are you hiding from me? Krystle, your headaches could be caused by almost anything.
I'm not concerned about my headaches.
Blake, I may have been involved in a murder.
Nonsense.
I was there about the time the body was found.
So were Sammy Jo and Jeff.
That doesn't prove a thing.
Somethings wrong.
Blake, what's wrong with me? You're just upset, darling.
Don't protect me from this.
Two days of my life are missing.
Please, I can take anything except not knowing.
Krystle, darling, you No.
If I was involved in that boy's death, I want to know.
I wanna see the body.
Please.
All right.
I'll call that detective.
- Morning, Dad.
- Morning, Adam.
I want to apologise again for last night.
There was no excuse for us carrying on like that.
Especially under the circumstances.
Well, I just wish that you and Fallon would try to get along a little better.
We will.
I feel very bad for my part in it.
Are you all right? Mm-hm, I'm all right.
You know, Adam, with Steven gone, things are not gonna be easy.
- I know and I don't want you to worry.
- Heh.
Well, with everything happening it's kind of hard for me - to keep my mind on business.
- You shouldn't have to.
I'm here.
I know what needs to be done.
I've told the Board that it's business as usual.
Our refinery expansion is on schedule.
- I've got some new budget proposals.
- Good, good.
Oh, there'll be a Dr.
Hampton calling from Los Angeles.
Would you tell him that we might be a couple of hours late flying in? Of course.
Dad, the transition from Steven to me will be no problem.
Well, we'll talk about that when I get back.
Denver-Carrington should be the last thing on your mind right now.
- Morning, Adam.
- How are you feeling? I'm fine.
- Ready? - If you are.
Thank you.
What do you want, Alexis? I just got back to Denver.
No, I have not been cavorting with your cousin Sable.
Mm-hm.
What? Alexis? Alexis? I hope your business connections are better than this one.
You're fading.
Alexis, goodbye.
- Mother, you've changed.
- Heh.
- You're up early.
- Couldn't sleep.
Well, neither could your mother.
She just called from Africa.
Really? Well, why don't you sit down and, uh, help me save the company.
Hmm, much better.
Actually, now that I look at you, there is a resemblance.
The only thing missing is one of those nasty little dogs Mother loves so much.
Fallon.
Pull up a chair before your hormones explode and tell me what's wrong.
Oh, God, Dex.
I feel so useless.
- Ah, well, maybe you are.
- Oh, shut up.
Mother doesn't need my help, Father doesn't want it.
Jeff's off playing house somewhere with Goldilocks, and I'm nowhere.
Do something about it.
Like what? Have you thought of becoming a shepherd? - I'm allergic to wool.
- Mm, well, then it is hopeless.
And then there's this cop.
Now, he's been investigating the murder down at the lake.
He keeps calling, asking these stupid questions.
Well, that's what cops do.
Yeah, I guess so.
It's just, this cop Isn't asking the right questions.
You've been sitting in Mother's chair too long.
I know what you need.
Oh, yeah? What's that? Um, a hot fudge sundae.
Oh, heh.
You think that's gonna solve my problems? Well, it'll at least get your mind working in the right direction.
Right.
And get my body going to fat and my complexion to hell.
Oh, come on.
You don't want a hot fudge sundae? Of course I do.
Let's go.
Heh, well, come on.
The body's been moved from the storage units to an isolation room here.
We want to do everything we can to make things easy for you.
We usually do the autopsies within 48 hours.
But with these guys, the John Does, we try to wait for the next of kin.
We're in the top 5 percent when it comes to identifying missing persons.
Are you ready? Yeah, go ahead.
What do you think? - Take your time, Mrs.
Carrington.
- No rush.
No, I've never seen him before.
No.
- Blake? - Do you recognise him? Mr.
Carrington? No.
No.
- Think hard.
Maybe it's somebody - Zorelli, he said he didn't.
He really seems to be shaking you up, sir.
Come on, Krystle.
- Take another look, just to be sure.
- That's enough, Zorelli.