Esimesed 200 rida.
Previously on "Elementary"...
I did it. Mr. Meers, to be clear;
you're confessing to killing Tim Bledsoe.
Tim Bledsoe was going to blow up the Bridgeport ferry
the day after you shot him.
I'm sorry, I-I don't know what you're talking about.
Patrick Meers was not acting alone.
Someone, or some group, were pulling his strings.
Please. My family's inside.
You're protecting someone.
I wish I could help you, Joan.
That video game.
Is that how you talk to them?
I need you to be brave now.
Can you be brave?
Ten years ago, my company wasn't quite where it is today.
We weren't the destination for e-mail,
search and social media for 500 million people worldwide.
We were just a tiny start-up.
In a sweaty office in San Jose.
2433 Piedmont Street, Suite 3.
I can still smell it.
And then, one day, Suite 2 becomes available.
It's bigger, it's nicer, has more windows.
So, we decide to make the move.
Trouble is, that means a new address.
New letterhead, new envelopes, business cards.
We have to reach out to the post office,
to our clients, our suppliers.
Late one night, the janitor hears us talking about this
and he says, "Why don't you just switch the numbers
on the doors?"
And that, folks, is the principle
on which Odker was built.
Simple solutions for complicated problems.
That's how a website that launched in an office park
became a multinational empire.
Leonardo da Vinci said it best.
"Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication."
Tommyrot.
What are you wearing?
That man is a legitimate genius.
He's diminishing his intellectual sophistication
for the sake of a cocktail party anecdote.
It's just naked pandering.
It's a Tech Symposium,
not a doctoral defense, and he's one of the most
successful people on the planet,
so obviously, he's doing something right.
Why are you interested in him?
Because, apparently, he is interested in me.
Do you remember that gun buyback program
you started in my name before I left New York?
Of course, why?
He just made a huge donation.
How huge?
Let's just say that the program should be in his name now.
The money came with an invitation.
He wants to meet tomorrow, so I thought
I'd get a handle on him.
Oh, my napalm is done curing.
Good luck with your new suitor.
It's not every day one attracts the fancy
of the eighth richest man in America.
Uh, try not to burn the house down.
Hello, Mr. 246.
Is there a Mrs. 246?
Hmm, pass.
I couldn't date a guy who has nicer legs than I do.
Oh, my God.
Where's Isabel?
I thought we would have seen her by now.
I know she was trying to finish in under two hours.
- Oh. - I guess it's tougher out there
- than she would have thought. - Hmm.
- There she is! - Oh...
You got this!
God, she looks awful.
We would, too, after ten miles of trail running
and obstacle courses.
Come on, girl!
- You're so close! - Go, go, go, go, go!
What-what's happening? Why is she stopping?
I don't know.
Oh, my God.
- Is she still breathing? - I don't know.
*ELEMENTARY* Season 07 Episode 05 Episode Title : "Into the Woods"
Her name is Isabel Perez, she's 27.
Was 27.
We were roommates.
Can you think of anyone who would have wanted to hurt her?
Isabel worked in admissions at this ritzy private school
in Tribeca, Saint Mark's.
She always took a lot of flak when rejection letters came out.
Angry parents.
She'd get these insane voice mails.
There were a few threats.
She ever report them?
I don't know. I don't think so.
I'll check with the school; they might have kept track.
If you think of anything else, you call this number, okay?
I have to go walk the course now.
We have to find where Isabel was attacked
if we're gonna find the person who did this.
You have any friends here, someone to drive you home?
Yeah.
All right.
U-Um, Detective.
There is no course.
Sorry?
This is an adventure race.
It means there's no set route.
There's a bunch of checkpoints all over the forest.
The runners all start together, but then they can
go to the checkpoints in whatever order they want,
as long as they get to all of them
before they reach the finish line.
You're telling me every inch of this forest is fair game?
I think I heard it's something like 3,000 acres.
Finding out where Isabel was attacked could take days.
Happened in the Southwest corner
of the park near the edge of Richmond Pond.
You gonna tell me how you know
where this girl was stabbed or am I supposed to guess?
I examined Miss Perez's body
while you were talking to her friend.
There was a smear of marsh mud on her left leg.
There was mud all over her body.
Yeah, but most of that mud had dried.
The marsh mud above her left ankle was still damp.
Okay.
There are several bodies of water in the Greenbelt,
but only one of them is surrounded by marshland.
Richmond Pond.
Given that the marsh mud was the freshest muck on her body...
We can assume the area around the pond
is where the attack went down.
Yeah.
She had a six-inch blade in her back.
She couldn't have made it far in that condition.
I'm not sure how likely it is we'll find
the exact scene of the stabbing, but...
Who knows, maybe we'll find a creepy shack
with a door off its hinges.
Yeah. Maybe.
Got metal pots, copper coiling, propane tanks.
Looks like a bootleg distillery to me.
What's left of one, anyway.
Well, it's certainly a crime scene, but...
I don't think it was where Isabel was stabbed.
No?
No.
There's two distinct sets of footprints.
But neither one of them is
small enough to be hers.
I doubt she was ever in here.
Then I wonder whose blood that is.
Someone else's.
The knife in her back pierced only muscle.
Didn't sever any major arteries; that's why she was able
to... escape and make it to the finish line
before succumbing to her wounds.
This spatter is more consistent with...
a shooting.
Judging by the amount of blood, I'd say a fatal one.
So, someone gets shot here making moonshine or whatever,
Isabel runs by during the race...
Becomes a witness
that the killer feels compelled to deal with.
But he doesn't shoot her.
He stabs her. That make sense to you?
I think we have to identify the first victim
before we've got a chance at solving anything.
Well, we have to find them before we can identify them.
Dredge the pond and you will.
These marks were made when the shooting victim
was dragged out of here.
The heels of his shoes made them
before he was dumped in the water.
Looks like he was weighed down
with some big rocks.
I can see where they used to be.
I'll get the scuba team out here.
From search to social media
to scientific research,
Odker is more than just a company.
Odker is your solution.
- Ms. Watson? - You should get going.
No, I don't understand. I had an appointment.
- Mm-hmm? - Am I at the wrong office?
Is this the online search office
and I'm supposed to be at the social media headquarters?
Oh, no, there's no confusion.
Odin's expecting you offsite. Clark will drive you.
Drive me where?
Ah, Ms. Watson.
Thank you so much for coming out.
It's my pleasure.
Sorry about the field trip.
It's just the only time I get any bandwidth these days
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