Angie Tribeca

Hey what are you doing?

My neighbor died

and he left me this cool couch.

I thought it would be good in the break room.

Let me give you a hand.

No, no, no. I got it.

Boy, you don't need anybody, do you?

You know, sometimes it's okay to let someone help you.

Yeah, I'll remember that.

You've got some nodes on your vocal cords.

Nodes?! What the hell are nodes?

You wanted to see us, sir?

Yeah, don't mind the butcher here.

I'm just having my insurance physical.

Afraid we got a killing spree on our hands.

The word "spree" makes it sound fun, but it isn't.

There's been a murder on the last three

Thursday night evening flights from New York to L.A.,

all in first class.

Sounds like someone has it out for rich people.

When are rich people gonna get a break?

You two, head over to L.A.X.,

figure out what the hell is going on.

Meanwhile, the plane's been grounded. Why?

Got in late. Didn't do its homework.

We're on it, Lieutenant.

How's the pressure, Doc?

400/300.

The yoga's really working.

Welcome aboard. May I see your boarding pass?

3a. 3b.

Enjoy your investigation.

- - What do we got, Scholls?

The deceased's name is George Prickly...

42, Caucasian, white, early 40s.

Is this gonna take long?

I have a meeting in Playa Vista in 15 minutes.

Wait, are we sure he's dead?

Yes, the nerves are the last thing to die,

so the body may experience some postmortem reflexive movement.

If he were alive, would I do this?

Where's my warm cookie?

Do we know how he died?

I do.

Is there anyone from the flight crew

we can talk to who might have witnessed the murder?

The first-class flight attendant was on duty the entire time,

a Vivian Tribeca.

Oh, no.

My ears are burning!

Angie Tribeca, as I live and breathe.

Are you guys related?

She's my second cousin once removed.

Why was she removed?

Because she's really annoying.

Hey, Vivian.

And who is this extra-large helping of banana man pie?

Those flirtatious gestures are making me really like her.

So, Vivian, I forgot that you work at Air Jordan now.

It does help me stay out of trouble.

What helps you stay out of trouble?

Well, I've got my police work.

I like to go to the gym as often as I can.

Whatever you're doing, it's working for you.

Okay, Vivian, what can you tell us about Mr. Prickly?

Excuse my language,

but he was a real bee in my bonnet.

"More this. Less that."

But I certainly didn't wish any harm on him.

Oh, I just feel woozy thinking about it.

Ohh.

Let me help you.

Vivian: Thank you, sir.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

Well, you've been through a very traumatic situation, ma'am.

It's brave of you to even talk to us.

Me? Brave?

My goodness gracious to bitsy Betsy,

if you aren't the most wonderful gentleman

on god's great big blue marble.

Vivian, we need you to focus up

and answer some questions about what happened.

Take it easy, Tribeca. She's been through a lot.

Do you need a ride home, Vivian?

Yes, I think taken to bed would be in my best interest.

I'm just so scared.

Why don't I drive your cousin home,

and you finish up here?

We're in the middle of an investigation, Geils.

You don't need me. You're fine on your own.

Vivian: Oh, my word.

My buttons seem to have come undone.

I can't believe that works. It's so obvious.

"Ooh, I'm so sweaty."

My underwear just went sliding off."

Want to grab a cup of coffee sometime?

Did you come up with anything from the passenger manifests?

Two.

There's 800 names on the manifest.

And how many were on all three flights?

40. And then we eliminated the kids, the elderly,

and members of the clergy.

And how many did that leave?

Two... Julia Gaffney and Gordon Manhattan.

Why don't you interview Gaffney?

I'll take Manhattan with Geils,

- if I can ever pry him away from my cousin. - Hum

Hi.

Uh, two chicken and two carne fish for my friend here.

Wait a minute. Are you jealous, Tribeca?

Don't be ridiculous.

Don't sweat it, Tribeca. There's nothing wrong

with admitting that you need somebody.

I don't need anybody, and I never will.

Never say "never."

[Dramatic tone plays, children shouting playfully]

Uh, I take the kids to New York because my mother lives there.

Uh, Julian, for god's sakes,

get the detective's pen out of your nose.

He's not contagious anymore. You're fine.

Do you recall seeing this man on last week's flight?

That guy... yeah.

That guy... you know... Oh, Grace, come on!

Leave the detective alone.

Uh, sorry. Yes.

So, we were at the airport,

and that's the guy who started yelling at my kids.

I mean, nobody yells at my kids.

For god's sakes, Philip!

Here, take her, will you?

Come here.

Do you remember what happened last time?

You were 7. Now you're 5.

Let me cut to the chase, ma'am.

Um, this guy was found murdered on your flight.

Oh, and you think I have the time.

To put together a murder?

I mean, I wish I c...

Keith Urban Harrison Ford Gaffney!

What have I told you about the riding mower in the house?!

Okay, ma'am. No further questions.

Grace: You're the cutest puppy.

Man: [ Speaking indistinctly over P.A. ]

Sorry I'm late.

Vivian came down with a case of the vapors...

At least, that's what she declared.

I couldn't care less.

Let's just find out what this guy knows.

Excuse me, we're looking for Gordon Manhattan.

Gordon: That's me.

L.A.P.D., sir. We want to talk to you

about your recent flight from New York.

Are you aware that someone was murdered on that flight

and now he's dead?

We need you to tell us if you recognize this man.

Hold on.

Oh, that guy?

Whoever killed him deserves an award.

What makes you say that?

I've been saving miles for years now,

commuting back and forth to New York to see the girlfriend.

I finally get the upgrade.

That's when this jackass steps up

and pays cash for the last seat in first class.

He actually turned to me and said, "boo-hoo."

So that's why you killed him.

Believe me...

Gordon: I would have killed him, but they don't let.

People in coach kill people in first class.

That's true. That's a rule.

So this is a dead end.

Why don't we get back to the precinct

and see if forensics had better luck?

Thank you for your time, sir.

You're welcome.

I hope you found something because we have no leads

and the next murder flight leaves in three hours.

I hope you found something because we have no leads

and the next murder flight leaves in three hours.

As a matter of fact, we did.

Dr. Edelweiss?

Edelweiss: Ah, Detectives. I'll be right with you.

Dr. Scholls,

show the detectives what you showed me.

We found something interesting in the victim's lungs.

Phew!

Killed by a chicken.

Unlikely.

There were only two chickens on that flight,

and they both have alibis.

However, these feathers match exactly the ones found

in an airplane pillow.

The cause of death was asphyxiation,

or smothering in layman's terms.

What does "layman's terms" mean?

So, who's the killer?

Well, perhaps if we test one of these feathers

in the gas chromatograph,

it may point us to something the killer was exposed to.