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Control, this is Air One.
I'm at the trailer park 402.
There's a large gas main construction fire.
There's a large gas main construction fire.
There's a large gas main construction fire.
Warrick, why don't you and I take the perimeter
and work our way in.
All right. Greg, you're with us.
I'll start the sketch.
How you doing, Nick?
Above ground, Wilcox.
Would you like inside or out?
I'll take in.
We got two vics.
We think the girl is Selena March.
She owns the trailer.
What about the male?
Nothing yet.
This is a piece of the roof
right here...
fiberglass and particle board.
These things weren't built to last.
They were built to burn.
This place is totaled.
The bed's collapsed.
My money's on meth lab.
You know, Metcalf,
just because somebody lives in a trailer park,
doesn't mean they're a meth cook.
You guys are a real pain in the ass, you know that?
Get used to it, pal.
As long as it's moving forward.
I'm just having a little trouble understanding this
because you all live so close together.
You mean none of you saw the explosion?
Uh, I heard it.
Well, good.
When I came out about five minutes later,
the whole place was burnin' up.
Where do you live?
Right over there.
Uh-huh.
All right, let me get this straight...
you heard a blast like that coming from your neighbor's
and it took you five minutes to poke your head out
and see what was going on?
I was watching TV.
I'm sure he was drinking.
No, hang around, hang around.
Hey, hang around.
Did you find a man in Selena's trailer?
Now why would you ask that?
Was Selena a hooker?
I'm sure I don't know.
But one thing I do know,
that's not Selena's car.
Yeah?
Catherine, we have a 4-19 off Industrial.
Do you mind handling it?
So you get the team back together
only to break us apart again.
What kind of a perverse game are you playing here, Gil?
! Same one as usual.
Yeah, I'll cover it.
I'm taking Warrick.
Oh, hey, guys. Good to see you.
Hey, would you tell Nick
I hope there's no hard feelings
about that whole, you know, abduction thing.
He hasn't returned my calls.
He's been busy.
Squad car found her about a half hour ago... no ID,
but there's a lot of homeless in this area.
Looks like somebody took something to her head.
Didn't find a weapon, but my guys are still looking.
A shopping bag for a shirt, rubber boots and a G-string.
Homeless stripper?
Well, this is G-String Row, isn't it?
Why is there a ring on your ring finger?
Because I'm married.
What?
Congratulations.
How much did you pay her?
No, seriously, good luck with that, man.
I didn't even know you had a girlfriend. Oh, yeah,
it's a girl I've been dating a couple months, Tina.
How long have you been married?
Since yesterday.
Did this, uh, drive-through wedding
at Circus Circus Way, you know.
Fun, fun time.
Hey.
Sorry I'm late. Busy night.
We need a TOD, David.
Rigor's barely set, so not long.
Under four hours.
About as long as Warrick's been married.
You're married?
Congratulations.
Thanks.
Do you think she was dumped?
Lividity is consistent with the position
of the body.
So it's highly unlikely.
All right.
I'll check out the strip clubs.
I'll go with you.
Well, there doesn't seem to be any drug-manufacturing supplies,
but plenty of ignition sources:
a hot plate, fondue pot, gas stove, candles.
One leaky pipe's all it takes.
Which I haven't found yet.
Yeah, but even if you had,
that would only explain the explosion in here,
not the ruptured gas main outside.
Think I can help you with that.
I found this gas meter over by the main.
Trailer blows,
this thing becomes a missile.
One explosion leads to another.
Yeah, but where did it all start?
Brass ran the plates on that Acura near the trailer.
It's registered to a Robert Durgee.
You get his photo from the DMV?
Confirmed as the vic...
Henderson address, mortgage broker.
Wife's name was on the insurance card.
She coming in?
She wasn't home.
Brass is tracking her down.
Excuse me, Mr. Grissom...
An officer brought this in off a call
from Flora Nevada Nursery.
They thought it might have something to do
with the Walter Gordon case.
Female's lungs were filled with soot.
COD is smoke inhalation.
Okay, that means the natural gas didn't suffocate her.
Explosion probably knocked her out
before the fire even started.
Yeah, male didn't even last that long.
His lungs were clean,
but he suffered fatal crushing injuries to his abdomen.
The pieces of debris that were on this guy's body
were not heavy.
But the bed he was lying in collapsed.
Explosion could've done that.
Let's photo-enhance these bruises.
Yeah, yeah, the UV light's definitely
bringing out the bruises underneath the skin.
That looks like a tire mark.
Maybe our gas explosion just turned into a hit-and-run.
Well, Robert said that he was going to be working late.
So I went to midnight bingo.
Alone?
Excuse me?
Alone?
I was... with a friend.
What was your friend's name?
Why?
Why not?
He's married.
Looks like the only person in this thing who isn't married
is the dead girl in the trailer with your husband.
You didn't know he was having an affair?
No, I had no idea.
You have a '96 blue Ford Ranger.
We're going to need to take a look at it.
But my truck is in New Mexico.
My brother borrowed it this morning, he, uh...
A wild guess: You have no idea how to reach him.
Not until he gets back.
Why do you need to see my truck?
Let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time, you follow your husband to a trailer park.
You see him slumming with his little trailer bunny.
You waited for him to come out...
When she pulls the body back in,
before she can call for help, you torch the place.
Kaboom.
The end.
That is the craziest thing I've ever heard.
Wouldn't even make my top ten.
So that's when the bereaved Mrs. Durgee lawyered up.
Broadcast's out on her truck,
and the warrant's ready to go.
I don't care what he says.
Put him in the tank and see if he wises up.
Sure as hell can't get any dumber.
Detective Curtis.
Grissom.
I thought you were supposed to be arresting people
in Boulder City.
Well, a spot opened up here and...
I transferred in today.
Surprise.
Well, your mother would be proud.
My mother made Captain.
You know, I'd just qualified for my shield
when the sheriff pulled my papers
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