CSI: Miami

This is so beautiful.

It's amazing.

I think this is it.

You, uh, you think this is the one?

It will make her very happy.

All right, then, this is the one. (chuckles)

So...

About the price...

Can you, uh, can you help me out here,

come down a bit more now, just a little?

Sir, you already asked me that last week.

I've done all I can.

I'm giving it to you almost wholesale.

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

Hey, get out of the road, dummy.

Belt's busted.

I got to call a tow, man.

You know you can't leave your car there.

Sir, she's going to love anything you give her.

So...

Let me show you some of our more affordable settings.

No, no, hang on, hang on.

This is the one.

I'll make it work.

Can you, uh, spread it out over these three cards?

Everybody down!

Stay down on the ground!

Out of my way!

Do it!

Let's go!

Somebody call an ambulance.

All MDPD units-- code two-nine with shots fired.

Two motorcyclists heading eastbound on the 913.

Suspects armed and dangerous.

This is Horatio Caine.

I'm on the bridge and in pursuit.

I love her.

Where are they?

I didn't see 'em, Lieutenant. That's impossible.

They just came right up here.

They never came this way.

Well, they didn't just disappear.

Well, they didn't just drive their bikes

off the side of the bridge.

They wouldn't have survived that fall.

You got something, H?

These tread marks.

Made a pretty fast U-turn.

Why did they double back?

Look at that scraping.

Something was definitely dragged.

Maybe they rode their bikes up onto something.

Mr. Wolfe, I saw a truck drive by.

We're looking for a fastball; They threw a changeup.

Put out a BOLO?

They're long gone now.

These guys are good.

You got anything?

Nope.

I checked the starter, the belts,

the battery, the alternator.

There is nothing wrong with this truck.

There's no reason why it should have stalled.

Yeah, they dropped it off here as a blocking maneuver.

Did you run the VINs?

That is the one thing that is wrong with it.

It's been stripped.

That right?

What is it?

I thought I saw somebody I knew.

Oh, yeah, who?

He's an ex-boyfriend of mine.

His name's, uh, Jake Berkeley.

He's an undercover cop.

You see this?

What?

It's a VIN plate.

You didn't pull this?

No.

That wasn't there before.

Look, if you don't park it,

I'm gonna cuff you to one of these tables.

I already told you, I don't know how they opened the cases.

Well, how do you open 'em?

With a key, but I have the only copy,

and these guys-- they merely just waved their hands

and the cases popped open.

Why didn't their magic work over there?

They didn't even try, and those cases have

some of our most expensive diamond sets.

Say this is an insurance scam.

You'd want to take pieces that would, uh,

attract less attention, wouldn't you?

What are you saying?

I'm saying it looks like an inside job.

I'm the only employee

who was here at the time.

Where were you during the robbery?

On the floor, with everyone else.

Here, look at my security footage.

Hey, Frank, do you know what this is?

I found this taped to a flower pot outside,

and-and I could swear that it's wreaking havoc

on my hearing aid.

Uh...

Give me a minute, will you? All right.

How's it going?

Does he have anything to tell us?

Hmm, beyond the obvious,

there appears to be something underneath his nails,

and I overheard the manager say

he was buying an engagement ring for his sweetheart

and they snatched it from his dying hand.

Wasn't enough to take his life.

Natalia, let me see that doohickey.

Yeah.

Flip that switch.

Huh, you know what that is?

It's a signal jammer.

They used it to disable the wireless security cameras.

Son of a bitch.

Excuse me.

You're gonna have to wait on the other side

of the tape for me, please.

Oh, sorry, um, I'm just wondering

if my boyfriend's still in there.

If he is, he's probably giving a statement.

Okay, I've been waiting for him

in his office for a while now.

Do you mind checking for me?

His name's Ben Rooney.

Ben Rooney.

You stay here

and I'll check it out, okay?

Tom, what are you doing?

Everybody can see the body.

Horatio wants me to get the nail scrapings to you ASAP.

That I understand.

Is his name Ben Rooney? Mm-hmm.

This is his girlfriend.

Oh, my God.

So, what's under our Vic's nails isn't skin.

Really?

Check it out.

Looks rubbery.

Mm-hmm.

It's because it's latex.

Okay, so our killers wore gloves.

And the transfer occurred

when they grabbed the ring from his hand.

Calleigh.

Yeah? VIN number you and Jesse found,

we got an address.

Great.

It's the getaway truck Horatio saw.

Looks like they're long gone.

What the hell?

Calleigh, come take a look at this.

Let me guess.

It's a diamond.

How'd you know that?

They're everywhere.

There must be a million in diamonds here.

This one's still in the prongs.

Somebody must have been in a hurry.

Who the hell would throw away diamonds

after they go to the trouble of stealing them?

I don't know.

But we should get this back to the lab.

Stay here.

Miami-Dade PD!

Slide your weapon out where I can see it.

Get down on the ground right now! Hands on your head.

Get down now!

Okay.

Jake.

His name was Joe Tepper.

Robbery-Homicide started

tracking his movement in South Beach a couple of months ago.

Dropped me into a

meet-and-greet with a guy, and within a few days

I've been recruited for the next heist.

So what went wrong?

He, uh, he sniffed out I was a cop.

Is that why you shot him?

I did that to stay alive.

He drew at me first.

Were you in the store, Jake?

No.

No, I just drove the truck.

Then when we passed you, the other guys bailed a few miles

after, and Tepper

told me to meet him back at his place.

So he just threw away

a hundred thousand dollars worth of diamonds?

That's what I asked him, and that's what pissed him off.

If you're just going to throw them away,

I'll take 'em off your hands.

Tattooed with serial numbers.

Cops will track them right back to us.