Body of Proof

Am I interrupting?

Lacey horseback riding.

I remember when a phone was just a phone.

You look well.

So do you.

And what's good here?

- Uh, blueberry scones. - Stains the teeth.

- Quiche. - Not a fan.

- Coffee? - Would you put that thing down?

This is supposed to be my quality time with my daughter.

I want to show you my favorite.

She looks just like you at that age.

I thought your father was out of his mind, letting you do that.

For God sakes, tell her to be careful.

You of all people should know how fast an accident can happen.

Can I have my phone back, please?

A Peter Dunlop just sent you a text message.

- "DB on Route 14. Chief wants U" - Mom.

Spelled the letter "U," by the way.

Just give me my damn phone, please.

I have to go.

Of course you do.

There's a dead body out there somewhere

- who's more important than I am. - As usual, you don't understand.

I understand, all right.

You care more about the dead than you do about the living

because they can't talk back.

Believe it or not, they have something to say.

You know that's Joe Salerno, right?

- He's one of ours. - He may be one of yours,

- but it's our scene until I say otherwise. - So say otherwise.

- Not until dr. Hunt gets here. - Yeah, that's right. Thanks.

We're joined at the hip now because of you.

Why don't you go start a canvass?

Oh, really? Look for suspects? Why didn't I think of that?

Hey, you! Get back! Up that hill right now.

We have got spectators. Why all the attention?

Victim's name is Joe Salerno...

18-year vet of the force,

- homicide detective for the past six. - Whoever hit him didn't stop.

The cops are out for blood on this one.

So was somebody else.

Bruising in the joints,

petechiae.

Not much on the ground. Huh.

See something?

It's what I'm not seeing that interests me.

- How long has he been here? - The call came just before daybreak.

His blood is not coagulating.

Two hours. It should be molasses by now.

Maybe the timeline's off.

Something's off. Peter, get a sample, will you?

Sure.

I cannot stress enough

the high profile nature of this case.

Really? You sure you want me on this?

I know what you're good at.

An hour on the news,

and the crazies are already calling in.

Frank Rizzo did it.

Traffic cam on the overpass is busted.

Next one's a mile away.

Too far to see anything,

but at least we have some license plates coming and going.

- Let's start running 'em down. - Um, detectives?

We got the driver.

How did I know you'd be waiting?

Cop killer. This is serious stuff. Can I help?

- No. - Aw, come on. Throw me a bone.

Taken from the scene. Label it "Priority", run a tox...

Priority? Blood scraped off the Schuylkill Expressway?

For all you know, this is half tire tread and motor oil.

Maybe that's what I'm testing for.

You know how big this case is. Why test blood

you know is contaminated with foreign matter?

Why not take blood directly from the body?

I plan to do that, too.

- Okay. Uh, the blood... should I run it? - No.

- Yes. - You may not have to.

Driver turned herself in.

24 year old named Sara Gonzales,

was on her way home from the late shift at Harry's Diner.

She heard it on the news.

Claims she felt a bump. Thought she hit an animal.

An animal? She didn't notice a grown man

standing in the path of her car?

That's why we're here, to confirm her story.

Well, the first thing I can tell you is,

Sara Gonzales wasn't lying.

Detective Salerno wasn't standing

in the middle of the road when she hit him.

He was lying on his back.

Are you telling me he was lying in the middle of the highway?

You okay?

We came out of the academy together.

Rode the projects before Joey made detective.

Does he have family?

Wife, Helen. I set them up.

They got an 8-year-old daughter.

- What have you got, Ethan? - Not much.

Just a wrinkled piece of paper with a green smudge.

The point of impact is here. You can see the gash...

runs across the shin, not up the leg.

I assume that nobody knows

- what he was doing out there. - That's right.

Well, he was run over by a car going at a considerable speed.

I can already tell you he's got massive internal bleeding,

but notice that there is not a lot of blood

- or bruising anywhere. - What are you trying to say?

He was already dead when the car hit him.

Body of Proof 1x08 - Buried Secrets Original air date May 10, 2011

What are you doing here, Joey?

That's what we're gonna find out.

I met him working the Christmas murders back in '06.

I'm really sorry, Sam.

Yeah. Me, too.

So you find anything on him that could help us?

Wallet, pen, wedding ring, and that piece of paper

with some green grainy material on it,

but not enough to sample.

Mm. So what's your theory?

The tibia bones were driven into the bottom of the feet.

The heel bones were fractured bilaterally.

- The impact was vertical. - Vertical?

Yeah, you see it with jumpers all the time.

Joe Salerno was no jumper. You got that?

- I wasn't saying he was. - He didn't jump, Sam. My guess is

he was thrown or pushed after he was already dead.

- After? - So what did kill him? I mean,

his tox screen came back negative for drugs.

Well, he's got intracranial bleeding, bleeding gums...

- Leukemia? Thrombocytopenia? - Bleeding in the G.I. tract...

- Hemophilia? - Bleeding in his joints...

- I'm running another blood test, aren't I? - Now, please.

Our lieutenant said the Mayor's called already.

He wants a swift resolution,

- as if we don't. - So what'd you find out?

When was the last time you saw detective Salerno?

I don't know. Uh, last summer maybe. Why?

He's been on desk duty for the last couple of months.

Some drug dealer filed assault charges.

- He's under official review. - Does that sound like Joe?

No, no, not at all. Joe wears you down.

He doesn't beat it out of you. Let's go get this drug dealer.

Sam, maybe you should talk to Helen Salerno instead.

Okay.

Come with me.

I think you should get to know Joe before...

before you do what you do.

I'd like that.

And I'll go with you to interview the drug dealer.

That way, nobody else winds up on desk duty.

I got three pins in my elbow because of your dead detective.

- Is that why you killed him? - What do you think,

I was driving the Schuylkill this morning,

hoping that Salerno would jump in front of my car?

That's not how he died.

Somebody killed him and dumped him from the overpass.

Well, it wasn't me.

So what happened between you and detective Salerno

a couple of months ago?

I was on market one day,

helping some old ladies cross the street and whatnot,

when, uh, a car pulls up.

- Detective Roadkill... - That's detective Salerno to you.

Whatever. Comes chasing after me.

I don't have the info he wants,

so he decides to crank my arm and bash

- me up against the wall. - Yeah, 'cause you're an angel, right?

- Look, detective Salerno can kiss my a... - Peter!

Go easy, Peter!

Easy, Peter! What's with you cops?

- You all got a short fuse? - So what information

did you have that Salerno thought you could give him?

I don't know where he was last night.

That didn't worry you?

Not these days. I figured he was on a case.

Helen, Joe wasn't on a case.

What do you mean by "these days"?

Excuse me.

I'll give you guys a moment.

All right, Helen, talk to me. What's going on?

I don't know.

Joe hasn't been himself for a while.

How do you mean?

In the last six months,

he's been irritable, cranky.

I tried talk to him about it.

He just...

he'd just get sullen and removed.

We've barely spoken...

we've barely spoken in the last month.

I started to think...

No way, Helen. Joe loved you and Becky.

We're gonna get to the bottom of this.

We're gonna find out who did this to Joe.

Hi.

I'm Megan.

I'm Becky.

Hi, Becky.