Elementary

More on point than a sock.

Coffee?

I wasn't sure how you take it.

Black is fine, thank you.

I'm Joan.

Tatiana.

Please, don't interpret the to-go cup

as a sign that you need to rush off, no matter what Sherlock tells you.

I'll have you know, Watson, that Tatiana is rushing off

of her own accord.

It's her morning to deliver the sermon.

Thank you for the coffee.

And you, for last night.

I'll let myself out.

Mmm.

Sermon?

She's a pastor of some sort.

And her last name is?

Probably quite lovely.

So, yesterday was the archaeologist.

And last week was

the schoolteacher and the magician?

Mortician, Sylvia is a mortician.

The magician left on tour about a month ago.

I have to say, Watson, I'm feeling a little bit judged.

You're well aware that I view sex as an exercise.

As do the women I entertain.

No judgment.

Just buy some more to-go cups.

Ms. Lanzer?

Uh, Vincent is ready to start

the rehearsal if you are.

Good morning, Ms. Lanzer.

Prima is on the move.

Everybody, settle!

Places, please.

All right, places.

First cue.

Columns go.

MAN (over radio): Columns go.

What was that?

Lights! Lights!

What is that?

== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man

Judging by the pack of reporters outside,

either ballet is ascendant in the zeitgeist,

or it's leaked that a murder has occurred here.

Half the company tweeted their regrets for the deceased

before we even got here.

A couple of them even mentioned that she was...

cut in two.

She was one of the dancers?

Her name was Nell Solange.

We noticed a few security cameras on the way in.

Apparently, so did the killer.

All the cameras in and around the theater

feed into one hard drive in the manager's office.

Unfortunately for us,

the perp took it on his way out.

Vincent Renatto.

He's the company's ballet master.

Mr. Renatto?

I'd like you to meet our consultants,

Mr. Sherlock Holmes

and Ms. Joan Watson. Our condolences for your loss.

Thank you.

I adored Nell, I...

We're all reeling.

I choreographed this piece with her in mind.

She was dancing the lead?

Unfortunately, during auditions,

she never quite connected with the role.

Didn't give it her full focus.

So I had to cast a more established dancer.

Bisection.

It's been a while since I've seen one of these.

You'd think there'd be more blood.

You would.

If being cut in half was what had killed her.

Her throat was slit.

Preliminary time of death was around 10:00 last night.

We think she was killed backstage,

and then moved up into the rigging.

Perp coiled a wire

around her waist, so that in the morning,

when the backdrop came down, the wire would tighten,

and...

The killer wanted drama.

Attention.

Spectacle.

Yeah, but the kill itself

was pretty simple... a single slice

to the carotid artery with a thin, sharp blade.

The wound is shallow, so the blade was probably small.

Like a box cutter?

Follow me.

Marcus!

I didn't realize you were off desk duty.

Yeah, Captain pulled some strings with the commissioner.

Still no gun, so I'm not allowed to fly solo.

But it's a start.

We're pretty sure this is the spot

where Ms. Solange was killed.

CSU found some blood drops.

Sprayed the area with luminol, and the whole floor lit up.

Now, after she was dead,

the killer wiped up her blood with some towels,

hid them in the bottom of that trashcan.

I found this wrapped in one of them.

Well, we may well have our murder weapon.

CSU already looked it over for prints.

They won't know for sure till they get it back

to the lab, but they think it's been wiped clean.

See that design etched on the handle?

It's a flower.

That's not just a flower.

That is an iris.

I can't believe it.

I was looking everywhere for it.

I figured one

of the core dancers must have taken it as a souvenir.

Souvenir?

It's happened before.

They take things to remember me by.

Or to show their friends.

Please forgive my colleagues, Ms. Lanzer.

They don't follow the ballet. They don't know that meeting

Iris Lanzer means they are in the presence of a master.

Hmm.

I myself had the pleasure of seeing

your Jeu de Cartes in London.

It was inspired.

Thank you.

Ms. Lanzer, I have to ask.

Why do you have a personalized box cutter?

Every ballerina has their own set

of tools for preparing their shoes

to their own specifications.

Box cutters are used for trimming the soles.

When was the last time

you saw your box cutter?

Last week.

I've been using a spare ever since.

Would you say that you and Nell were rivals?

No, not at all.

Nell was unformed as a dancer.

Vince Renatto didn't seem to think so.

He told us that he wanted her to dance the lead in this piece.

He flirted with the notion of Nell, but he chose me.

We will need to know your whereabouts last night.

Do you think I...

I left the theater at 7:00.

I went home.

I was there all night.

My housekeeper's a live-in. She can vouch for me.

Can you think of anyone else

who may have meant Ms. Solange harm?

I heard a rumor that she broke up

with her boyfriend, Nicholas Orman.

He used to be a dancer with the company.

I seem to recall he had a temper.

Thank you very much, Ms. Lanzer.

We shall speak with him.

And, again, a great honor to meet you.

Come on. Marcus,

you take McAndrews and pay a visit to the ex-boyfriend.

I'll put Ellis and Parker on confirming Ms. Lanzer's alibi,

all right? Okay. Captain.

Would you consider a little company, Detective?

The more, the merrier.

Wait here. I got to find McAndrews.

You know you went a little, uh, fanboy back there, right?

"Fanboy"? I don't think

I've ever seen you treat a suspect so politely.

I don't believe she is a suspect.

Explain that.

You suggested she has motive to kill Ms. Solange

because she felt threatened,

but I don't believe a talent as immense as Ms. Lanzer

is capable of viewing another dancer as a threat.

It would be like me wanting to kill the world's

second greatest detective. Besides, she has an alibi.

According to her.

Iris Lanzer may be an amazing dancer,

but the Internet says she's not a very nice person.

She has a lousy reputation, and last year,

she ended up in court for pushing down a photographer

and smashing his camera. Damning evidence,

indeed, if the charge was that she was a diva.

She is. That doesn't make her a murderer.

Excuse me. Hey, Bill.

What hospital is he in?

Okay, yeah. I'll be there as soon as I can.

Problem?

Haven for the Homeless,

that charity that I work for, um...

one of the clients went off his meds

and got into some altercation with a couple of cops.

Go. I shall endeavor to keep my fandom in check without you.

I.D. says his name