Major Crimes

Why is the Fire Department here?

Divers, they * the bottom of the pool.

Yeah, yeah, I'm holding, but a better question is...

what are you doing here? I thought you were going

to Robinson's retirement dinner tonight.

Yeah, Wes Robinson's gone.

That makes me the last member of my academy class still on the job.

So you collected, how much was in the trophy?

- Maybe $4,000. - That's great!

That's your reward for making history.

Yeah, and reliving it over and over.

Let me guess...

The victim was married, so her husband called it in.

You must me psychic.

Yeah, Lieutenant Flynn. Major Crimes.

Right. I need a TOD. Where are you, people?

So, what sort of sorry excuse does this husband have?

Well, he came home from work to find his wife at the bottom of the pool.

I see lots of blood, so... no drowning I guess?

No. Yes. Stabbed to death.

They found a knife at the bottom of the pool.

- Looks right. - Yeah. Where is the husband?

He's over there, sir.

Sykes, tell me,

uh, was the alarm not set or did he fake a break-in?

Excellent question, sir.

No sign of forced entry.

Motion detectors inside the house,

perimeter alarm controlled via keypad outside.

The top of this backyard walls include

pressure sensors for anything over 30 pounds.

Yeah, just like in this third movie of that burglar guy.

Set in a Russian prison...

Cat In The Bag...

Victim's husband is Martin Elliot. He's a big time film director.

But, you're right. Mr. Elliot says the alarm was off when he got here.

Well, if he found his wife in the pool, shouldn't he be wet?

Or he didn't try to rescue her, he just called 911.

Ah.

Buzz, in case we don't get a chance to talk to Mr. Elliot again,

- uh, let's film him here, now. - Sure.

And Sykes, carefully remind him of his rights.

Yeah, fine.

Okay.

Never-ending budget crisis.

Morgue can't get anybody out here until 5:00 AM.

It's okay.

She has no place else to be.

Of course I'm aware of my rights.

I got my start creating the number-one

cop reality series of all time,

"You Have The Right To Remain Silent."

Do you really need me to go through this story

for a third time?

What you say now will go a long way

to helping us find the killer.

Fine.

- I came home from work to-- - Eht-eht.

I came home from work 11:00 this evening.

I thought that Gretchen had gone to bed,

so I went upstairs, and I looked out the window.

Then I saw blood in the water, and I called 911.

How long is this gonna take, man?

I got-- my phone is inside. I got to get to my phone.

Are we done?

Thank you, Buzz.

And remind Lieutenant Tao about the special press release

I asked him to make up for me.

Will do.

Okay.

First, the body was at the bottom

of a heated pool for a while,

then left out in the night air till early this morning,

so I have to put the time of death

as between 7:00 and 11:00 PM.

But that's not the worst of it.

What could be worse than a four-hour window

for time of death?

The victim was... three months pregnant.

So... double homicide.

Martin Elliot never mentioned his wife was expecting.

No, ma'am.

Why would he not say anything about the death of his child?

Yes? Can I help you?

Sorry. I thought you'd be done by now.

Oh, God.

Pardon me. I can't breathe.

Sharon: Dr. Morales, this is, uh, Deputy DA Emma Rios,

who may be confused.

This homicide has nothing to do with Phillip Stroh.

Yes, but since I was coming over to interview

our material witness in that case,

DDA Hobbs thought I should pick up this murder, too.

Oh, God.

Uh, the mask won't help.

Just collects the smell in one place.

Here.

Put a little bit of this underneath your nose.

Why don't you just turn your back,

read through our crime report,

and just listen to Dr. Morales, okay?

Thank you, Captain.

Okay.

Here's a clean entry wound I can measure.

DDA Rios, you may want to cover your ears.

Looks like a single-edge, 3-inch-long blade.

And she was attacked lying down from behind.

I don't see defensive wounds, though she could've been asleep.

Unless she was drunk.

No. She was pregnant.

Maybe her husband drugged her, but with what?

As always, tox screens go faster if I know what to look for.

Emma: Excuse me,

but what in this crime report says "husband" to you?

Well, the killer had access to the house.

And the knife we found in the pool...

Tao: ...matches exactly the measurements

of the murder weapon and fits into this space

from this set of knives from the victim's kitchen.

Any biological evidence on that knife?

It was dumped in a chlorinated pool, so no.

Your time-of-death window allows our suspect

to claim he was away from home during the murder.

Do you have any other reason to hold him?

Sharon: We're not holding him.

Mr. Elliot's house is a crime scene.

He's helping us find his wife's killer.

But you still only have 48 hours

before you have to release him or put him in front of a judge.

Do you even have a motive?

Provenza: Look, I know it's old-fashioned,

but why don't we just ask him

why he stabbed his wife to death?

There are other questions we need answered first.

Sorry it took so long. Our printer's down again.

Well, just keep using Taylor's

until he authorizes a replacement.

Here's the incomplete press release you asked me for, Captain,

along with the suspect's weekly schedule,

courtesy of his office.

Wait a minute. Wait.

You're not sharing our press release

with Mr. Elliot, are you?

Yes, DDA Rios, that's exactly what I'm doing.

While I'm directing, my schedule changes constantly.

My assistant puts out updates to me, my agent, my editor,

my wife, my ex-wife,

my mother.

- Captain? - Hmm?

Here's the press release you asked for.

Press release?

Mr. Elliot, we think

that the person that murdered your wife

might have actually been trying to kill you.

- Oh, my God. - Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God. You mean...

You may have been the intended victim, sir, yes.

And our... Celebrity Threat Division is working on that.

So from here on out,

how we talk to the media is very important.

Look over the press release.

Make sure we're all on the same page.

Well, you could leave out the name of the film.

And let's say I'm "working with the LAPD"

instead of "cooperating."

"Cooperating" makes me sound like I'm a suspect.

Do not mention my two sons "from a previous marriage."

Man!

I have got to talk with them.

And where I was last night is left blank. Why?

This should be "watching dailies."

Sanchez: How did we miss that?

And that was what time, sir?

7:00 to 10:00. It's on my schedule.

Call Postproduction. They'll have a record of the download.

Anyone watch these dailies with you?

Not usually,

but I have an actress with some bad habits.

I wanted her to see how much she blinks her eyes on-camera.

Why?

Sharon: Mr. Elliot, when this actress left,

she may have seen someone hanging around waiting for you.

Could we have her phone number?

Your people would not let me back in my home

to get my cell.

I don't carry these numbers around in my head.

We'll find that phone for you, sir.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

So much lost.

There's another chance at being a good husband,

another chance at being a good father.

What happened?

Another... chance at being a good father?

Excuse me, sir. Are you saying your wife was pregnant?

Yes.

Ohhh.

Yes. Did I not mention that before? I can't remember.

How could I have forgotten that?

Everything was supposed to be different this time.

My kids.