Motive

Anachronism!

Anachronism!

Crap! Sorry, my bad.

Seriously, Liz?

We talked about this.

Relax, people.

- Is it off? - Yes, it's off.

Go ahead and avenge your kingdom, hon.

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Rachel, how's the job hunt coming?

Slow, unfortunately.

It feels like everybody wants you to have more experience.

Oh, don't worry. All it takes is one of those places

to see your potential and give you a chance.

- I certainly hope so. - Dana.

Rachel is an adult.

She can contribute to this household like everyone else.

And I'm trying to.

All right, I know this move has been an adjustment for everyone,

I also know Rachel will find herself a job.

Until that happens,

we're all healthy we're all together,

and that's all that matters.

Rachel, would you please say grace?

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I'm thinking this detective...

Her name's Pat Gore... For the liaison job.

Is she any good?

Yeah. She's a good cop.

Is she good?

Well, I'm just thinking, once you choose a candidate, you go home, right?

If I go home...

this is over?

Why don't you come and join Interpol?

Yeah, right.

You would make an amazing agent. What are you talking about?

- Yeah, but I have a life here. - It's only a three-year posting.

You know what?

It's too late, anyway. I've told them how amazing you were,

and they're very, very interested in you.

What? What did you say about me?

- I said you were brave... - Yeah?

- Intuitive... - Yeah?

And one of the best detectives I ever worked with.

Gorgeous.

- Mm-hmm? - Stunning.

Um, Agent Stoker, are you trying to recruit me?

Is it working?

Keep going. I'll let you know.

Hmm. Hey. What do you got?

Liz Kerr. 23.

No signs of forced entry.

Anyone else live here?

She lived alone. Her boyfriend found her.

Okay.

Wow!

Mm-hmm. Some kind of mace.

And I think I can confidently say it's the murder weapon.

- Yeah... - It's recent, too.

Body's still warm.

No sign of rigor or lividity.

Boyfriend found her fast.

He sure did, and no sign of forced entry.

Where's her boyfriend now?

Will you... Will you take care of that?

I want to talk to Betty for a second.

You want Lucas gone? This ought to be good.

You ever had a long-distance relationship that actually worked?

Well, Oscar's four floors up, and it's touch-and-go every day.

Um...

Well, if two people want something to work,

they just find a way.

All right.

That's it?

Yeah. That's it.

- Hello? - Cutting it a bit close.

I knew you wouldn't start without me.

Mm. Oh, your shirt needs pressing.

Why don't you go put it in the laundry for me?

Aye-aye. Ooh! Yay! Snacks.

I'm gonna kick your asses today, I can feel it.

Language.

Sorry.

Game time with my two favorite girls.

I love you.

And I love you.

You go first.

Motive - 04x11 - Natural Selection

I came by at 10:30 to pick Liz up.

We were going to a L.A.R.P. event...

That's "live-action role-play."

I know what L.A.R.P.ing is.

It's just a lot of people mistake it for cosplay, and it is not cosplay.

This is way more serious.

So what happened when you got here?

I knocked, a bunch of times...

She didn't answer, so I tried the door.

It was unlocked, so I came in, and...

and there she was.

- And what did you do next? - First aid.

What do you think? That's why...

But nothing happened, so I called 911.

What can you tell me about the mace?

It's not just a mace, it's a chained morningstar.

You seem to know a lot about the weapon.

I should. It's mine.

I-I... I lent it to Liz.

She wanted to be a warrior.

Where were you before you arrived?

Home.

Getting dressed for the event.

Was anyone with you?

My roommates were out.

I'm gonna need your costume as evidence.

Will I get it back?

Well, it might take a while.

Am I going to need a lawyer?

Do you think you need a lawyer?

- You got anything? - I don't know.

Seymour University spring catalog.

She's already got a degree. I saw one over there.

She was working at a coffee shop.

Maybe she was thinking of going back to school.

"It's never too late. Love, Me."

Wonder who "Me" is.

Medium latte, double shot, skinny.

Constant motion, Rachel, constant motion, okay?

Otherwise the milk will burn.

- Got it. Sorry. - Oh, no problem.

Everyone has to start somewhere, right?

Liz?

If Rachel needs help, give her a hand.

I mean, here at Grindhouse, we're not just co-workers, we're family.

Hey, Sharon.

Since we're family, can I have 20 bucks?

Excuse me?

Well, I need cab fare.

Uh, of course not.

Well, can I borrow your car?

I mean, we're family and all.

I promise I won't have it back too late.

But just in case, don't wait up.

Ahem. Rachel? Uh, meet Liz,

our resident comedian.

Millennials.

Mom seems really tense these days.

Liz Kerr.

Doesn't seem to have any family.

She grew up in the foster system and then aged out.

No support system.

No. But she seemed to be doing okay...

She went to university, got a degree.

- And then she got killed. - Yeah, then that.

All right, what about the boyfriend?

Uh, Ron Dacksel. No alibi.

Right now, he's our best suspect.

I'm gonna go talk to those dress-up people.

Hmm. You gonna dress up?

Yes, I am.

Jack talk to you yet?

Yeah, this morning. Pat Gore?

- That's a good choice. - Yeah, I thought so.

You should get Jack to help you on this.

I mean, we only have him a few more days.

I think you should use him.

Okay. I'm all over that.

I can't believe she's dead.

What's Ron doing here?

- He's here? - Where is he?

I mean, I'd be a total mess

if that was my girlfriend.

How long have you known Liz?

Only a couple of months.

Since she started dating Ron.

He and I have been L.A.R.P.ing together for years.

I mean, I thought she was gonna be a total tourist,

but she was really getting the hang of it.

Didn't that make Ron happy?

You'd think,

but they used to get into some pretty crazy fights.

In front of all of us.

How bad did they get?

We like to play-fight.

Larpers aren't violent I.R.L.

- "In real life." - Ah, yes.

Besides, Ron fights with anyone.

He's a stickler for detail.

So, he really does know his way around weapons?

Yeah, he's outfitted half of the group.

He's been teaching sword-fighting for years.

So he and Liz would fight over her attention to detail?

Honestly? I think he was just sensitive because she was out of his league.

Liz was just a free spirit.

She was just... up for anything.

Just one of those people

that you just wanted to be around...

all the time.

Sounds like someone had a little crush.

Well, who doesn't love a free spirit, huh?

The only spirits I like are in a bottle.