Unforgettable

Previously on Unforgettable...

Senator, you are a potential assassination target.

We just want to keep you safe.

Right, we just want to keep you safe.

We're talking about a professional assassin.

We don't know how he delivers the poison,

but we know he does it under cover of large crowds.

- Are you okay? - I'm feeling a little off.

Carrie, is it possible you were poisoned?

Where do you think you're going?

To catch my murderer.

You and me together, we can solve anything.

We're the only chance I've got.

I think we've come up with an antidote.

Well, that's a big needle.

You may feel worse before you feel better.

Carrie, I lost you before for nine years.

If you're not in it, it's meaningless.

Wallace Kinkade, former CIA.

This is about a guy with a grudge. A very dangerous guy.

I have to know I did my best for you.

You've always done your best for me.

Wow.

It appears that...

Excuse me. I'm looking for Detective Wells.

Oh, well, I'm her boss. How can I help you?

Nice to meet you. I'm Eddie Martin.

I'm her husband.

Two behind the forklift,

another two by the cargo container.

You forgot the one on the truck.

Ah, no, I'm leaving him for you.

- You know. - You don't forget anything.

Exactly.

Four rounds left, you?

Three.

Over here.

Shit, I'm out.

- Same here. - Go, go.

We're screwed.

Move, move, move, move.

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"Super Memory Cop Saves New York City."

You had a little help if I'm not mistaken.

Oh, come on.

"Carrie Wells, detective extraordinaire

for the Major Crimes Unit of the NYPD... "

Does not say "extraordinaire."

Well, it should.

"The dazzling detective can relive in vivid detail

everything she's ever experienced because she suffers

from a rare condition known as highly superior

autobiographical memory... " Suffers?

I don't suffer. My memory is a gift.

It's... I'm like a superhero.

Superhero? More like super full of yourself.

Look at this, I've hit the big time, Al.

Right next to a story about a councilman

busted with a hooker.

No mention of me in there?

Sadly, no. It's all about me.

There's got to be something. It can't all be about you.

Knock yourself out. Nothing there.

Let's see. Yeah, right here.

"Detective Al Burns, Wells' strapping partner,

a modern day Gary Cooper"...

Yeah.

"Is the real secret behind her success."

Does not say that.

Oh, but it does say that I'm New York's most decorated cop,

boasting a 100% solve rate. Come on.

And are you ready for this? You're gonna cry.

One of New York's most eligible bachelorettes.

You got some competition, baby.

It also says, and I quote,

"With the dynamic combination of brains and beauty,

it begs the question, why is the alluring Wells

still single?"

It does not say that. That's bull.

What kind of a rag is this?

I can tell them why you're single. You're a nightmare.

You'd marry me in a New York second.

Wedding's gonna have to wait.

Eliot wants us in his office now.

Okay.

Hey!

Okay, hey guys, we've gotta talk.

Oh, what kind of "welcome back" is that?

Especially for the most eligible bachelorette in New York.

Yeah, yeah, I read that article.

Don't say another word. Jay, you'll ruin the surprise.

What surprise?

Oh, man.

I'd like you to both meet a detective out of Daytona Beach.

Carrie, I believe you spent some time there.

Al Burns. Detective Eddie Martin.

Carrie, there's no introduction needed

because apparently he's your husband.

I wish I could say it was good to see you, but it's not.

Right back at you.

How did you find me?

For a smart girl, that's a pretty dumb question.

New York's most eligible bachelorette?

Last I checked, you were married.

To me.

Well...

You look good.

You too.

Whoa. You're married?

Yes. Sort of.

It... yes. It's kind of a long story.

Yeah, it is. And it's complicated.

- She's a nightmare. - Told ya.

Well, as much as I just can't wait to hear

the whole sordid tale, I...

What are you doing here, Eddie?

I've been tracking a couple of guys out of Daytona.

Got a string of dead bodies to their names.

And that's our problem why?

Four days ago, they got into a van full of methylamine

and headed north.

I followed them to see if I could find their buyers,

but I lost them coming out of the Holland Tunnel.

Your CO signed off on this?

I took some vacation days.

It's kind of... kind of a personal mission for me.

Yeah, I can see that.

While I commend you taking vacation days

and using them for work... Carrie, Al,

you could learn a thing or two from him...

Major Crimes does not condone vigilante missions.

I'll leave you two alone for a moment.

Thanks, Eliot.

I think he meant for the two of us to have a moment.

I don't care what he meant.

Al? It's okay.

Listen... ahem.

I know that I broke your heart leaving the way I did

and just walking out...

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I know you think you're God's gift

to every man on the planet, but... and nothing personal here,

the day you left was the greatest day of my life.

Oh.

Two alphas, one relationship?

Wasn't going to work.

- Wasn't going to work, huh? - Mm-mmm.

You're still wearing the necklace.

Never took it off, huh? Hmm.

I think you're still in love with me.

You never filed for divorce, did you?

What? You wish.

You know, but staying married to you was a great way

to keep all those... all those women hell-bent on marriage off my back.

Look. I need you help.

You've driven halfway across the country following these guys.

All by yourself. You suddenly need me, why?

I knew you were a cop, and judging by how insane you are,

probably a pretty good one.

- This is personal to you. - Yeah.

Why?

You remember Cody?

Of course.

Damn it, Eddie.

That's my favorite way of being woken up.

Seriously? You used my only clean shirt as a napkin again?

Look at this. It's disgusting.

It wasn't me.

Just wait, let me get this straight.

So someone sneaks into the house in the middle of the night

and eats your nasty pizza,

and wipes their face with my t-shirt

and then just leaves, right? Don't smile at me.

Actually I messed up your shirt

because you look so much hotter in mine.

You're not going to charm your way out of this. Don't you dare.

You want to see my night stick?

No, no! Get off me.

- Cody! - Hey guys.

- Hey. - Hi, Cody.

What have you got partner? Come in, sit down.

Yeah, sit down, Cody.

So um, I spotted two suspicious cars on Wormwood,

and I got the plates.

Oh, good. Good job.

Before you know it, you're going to be in a patrol car.

Hey, hey, hey.

Stick to the license plates, amigo, all right?

- Okay. - All right.

He kept coming around after you left.

Kind of grew up an unofficial deputy.

He joined the academy.

I was on the DeMars case.

I think he was trying to help because when they...

When they found Cody's body,

he was near where one of the DeMars' mobile labs had been.

I led him right to them.

I'm sorry.

All right.

I'll do it. For Cody.

Okay. What about the other...