In the Dark

- Previously on In The Dark... - Tyson.

Something happening to Tyson is probably

the worst thing that could ever happen to her.

I'm Jamie. I'm his father.

Talked to him on the phone

a couple days ago, so I know he ain't dead

and I know he's not in Chicago.

You were so focused on

being a good friend to Tyson

that you were completely oblivious

how awful you were being to everyone else.

You don't think he's coming back.

I don't want your damn money.

I want my son.

Chelsea, bartender,

I can totally make that happen.

So, look, I know this is a front.

And I also know that Tyson used to sell drugs for you.

Not a suggestion.

I said give me your stash.

I'm telling you, this guy felt different than Tyson.

I think he was alive in the alley and then...

ran away.

I think maybe he's okay.

Oh, my God, are you okay?

- Like... - I'm fine.

That's why you called Dean.

Yeah, it was a little, uh, it was a little crazy.

But I didn't know the guy,

I didn't, I didn't, like, know him.

How are you not totally freaking out right now?

I was at the time.

It was really weird.

Weird? If I saw a dead body,

I'd be like...

I-I don't know.

Well, you have to understand, Chels,

when she felt the dead guy's face...

- You felt his face? - Oh, yeah.

- That's disgusting. - Yeah, he felt very dead.

Like, dead-dead. Like very...

Yeah, u-uh, dead, I get it.

I still don't understand why

you're not completely losing your mind right now.

Because...

Tyson's face was not dead.

Which means Tyson is still alive.

When I find him, I'm gonna punch him

in his presumably cute little face.

All right, can we please

get back to your hot make out sesh?

It wasn't a make out sesh,

it was just a kiss, but it was

a really, really, really good kiss.

Okay, gross. We get it!

Shut up. Um, he's here.

Oh... Be cool.

- Hey. - Hi.

So, are you here for more frenching, or...?

Actually, I, uh, I actually need

to talk to you for a second. Please?

Oh, your girlfriend's gonna get very jealous.

I'm not his girlfriend, I obviously don't

think that I'm your girlfriend.

Seriously, Murphy, can I have a second, please?

Yes, okay. Relax.

Stay, Pretzel.

So you and Chelsea, huh?

K-I-S-S-I-N-G.

First comes the baby.

- Uh... - Yeah?

It's, uh, about Tyson.

Wait, what happened?

We, uh, we found his body.

You found his body, like, like, you...

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

No.

I'm fine.

Um...

Do you know, uh, how or-or where?

I'll know the details when the autopsy report comes back.

And when's that?

Tyson's mom is there now, identifying his body.

- And, um... - Mm-hmm?

...and we'll go from there.

Murphy.

I'm sorry.

I think I just need to be alone right now.

I ordered Noodle House for dinner.

I'm not hungry.

Well, I know you're not hungry right now,

but you love Chinese food for breakfast, you weirdo.

Jess, you-you can just go home.

I'm just gonna sit and have a smoke

for a minute, okay?

Come on, um...

let's, let's go inside, it's cold.

You can smoke in the apartment.

You hate it when I smoke in the apartment.

All right, let's just...

Jess, what's going on?

The police are searching the alley right now.

What?

All right.

Commencing phase one.

Can't believe you're this excited about a dumb phone.

I literally waited in line

for six straight hours to get this.

You're not gonna take this moment away from me.

All right.

And we are up and running.

First take.

- What are you doing? - I'm recording.

You're recording me?

- Yeah. - Don't record me.

- You're, like, glowing. - Stop it.

- Turn it off. Camera. - Yeah, okay.

- Turn the camera off. - Sure, sure, sure, sure.

Whatever you say.

Ladies, I'm sorry.

You can't be here.

I'm just gonna smoke a cigarette.

You're gonna have to smoke someplace else;

this is a crime scene.

Now it's a crime scene?

Maybe if it was a crime scene a few weeks ago,

my friend would still be alive.

Ma'am, I really need you to turn around.

And I really need to have a cigarette, okay?

- Go. Don't touch me! - Hey... Easy.

Okay, I'm sorry, Officer. Murphy, let's just go.

No. This is where I smoke and I'm smoking. Go, Pretzel.

Hey, ma'am. I said don't touch me!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- What are you doing? - Hey, come-come on.

- Sir, she has a guide dog. - Let go of me!

She can't see, sir. Sir, she cannot see. Jess?

Stop. Where are you taking her?

- Sir, stop it, she can't see! - Watch your head.

Murphy, it's Dean, you want to come with me?

What for? Am I getting the chair?

I had the charges dropped.

Come on.

That's it.

Hey.

Murph.

- Murphy. - You okay?

Hey.

Murphy,

I brought Pretzel.

- Thank you. - Thanks, man.

Yeah, of course.

Um, but hey, don't leave yet, all right?

Unfortunately, we're gonna have to bring you

directly into questioning about Tyson.

Are you serious?

I know it's a lot, but time is of the essence.

- Thank you for coming in. - I was basically, uh,

handcuffed and forced in here by one of your colleagues,

but... you're welcome.

You can't smoke in here.

Aren't you supposed to feed me

sodas and cigarettes so I give you

information or whatever?

Yeah, well, we have smoking rules now.

Hey.

Murphy, we want to help.

Like you helped last month

when I called you about Tyson every single day?

It's been rough, but you know,

we-we want to find Tyson's killer as much as you do.

- I don't trust you guys to do anything. - Murphy.

We need you now. All right, can you tell us again

what you felt in the alley that night?

I found Tyson's body laying there in a sleeping bag.

It smelled smoky.

But that's all I've got because I was drunk

and I don't remember anything else.

Well, except he... Tyson texted me the...

But was that even him? Was that him?

We think whoever killed Tyson

sent you and Darnell James those texts remotely.

So you can track them?

And you can figure out who hacked into

his account or whatever? Right?

We looked into it, but they used an encrypted address,

so it's a dead end.

Of course it is.

And-and you said that Tyson's dad spoke to him

- a week ago? - Yes.

Which obviously means he died in the last week

while I was drinking and having sex with my boyfriend.

- Murphy... - You know what you guys should be doing?

You should probably be trying to figure out

who killed that guy in the flower shop.

We're looking into it.

That's all you ever say, like, "We're looking into it."

There's a connection.

Okay, there's an obvious connection.