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"Final boarding call"
"for Flight 401 to New York's JFK Airport."
"All passengers should be onboard at this time."
New York.
Looks like someone's going to miss you.
Enjoy your flight.
Thank you.
Folks, we'll be circling over Manhattan for a few minutes...
Detective Taylor,
there's an urgent call for you.
If you'll just follow me...
Thank you.
Detective Taylor.
Hey, Mac, we got a crime scene at the Statue of Liberty.
There'll be a helicopter on the tarmac waiting for you.
Welcome back to the land of the free
and the home of the depraved.
You didn't actually think
we'd let you settled, did you?
Any clue what this is about?
Got a lot of guesses, but nothing is confirmed.
Lady Liberty isn't our only victim.
What do we got, Sheldon?
Georgia Morrison. Liberty Island Security.
Current theory is that our security guard
interrupts the act of vandalism,
a fight breaks out.
Vandal wins the fight.
Slashes her throat.
Deep laceration transecting the carotid artery.
Go ahead, John.
Knife cut from left to right.
Cause of death
is exsanguination.
You find her gun?
Not yet. I just got word
that there's a male security guard unaccounted for.
Guy by the name of Charles Price.
He was on duty last night.
Any evidence he was up here?
Stella might have the answer to that question.
So what are we looking at, Detective?
Evidence of sexual activity.
Nothing's sacred anymore.
Who would do something like this?
Someone desperate to get his message across.
What's the verdict?
Oh!
Welcome to the party, Mac.
What do we have, Danny?
Uh, there are 12 different samples,
all of them blood.
But there's way too much out here
to be from the vic.
Hers is all on the floor inside.
Send it back to the lab, let's see if it's human.
Yeah, right away.
Directionality of the splater is consistent with arterial spray.
Except for these two isolated blood drops here.
Well, maybe our killer was injured.
Yeah, it's possible.
Except there's no blood trail that leads out of here.
Looks like these two drops took a right turn.
How many do you have?
A dozen overlapping fingerprints
in the Plexiglas.
I'm gonna have them sent over to the lab
along with the blood samples I collected
from the face of the statue
and trace evidence from our vic.
Did you say blood?
The news is reporting that it's paint.
We're dealing with a serious psychopath.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I just hope it's not human blood.
Tell Adam to drop everything.
This is top priority.
He's not here.
I'll find him.
I'll see you back at the lab.
Adam Ross.
Hi, I'm calling from the Office of Unemployment.
Oh, Lindsay, hey.
Word is that Denny's is looking to hire
some socially awkward scientists.
L-I'm halfway there already. Okay?
It's a big case, Adam.
It's the Statue of Liberty, it's all over the news.
We've got a lot of work to do.
This is top priority, and Mac's back in town.
Get your little ass to work.
Discovered this morning at ground level...
Whoa. Uh, Kendall.
Hey, uh, wake up. Uh, we're late for work.
We got to get up, we're late for...
Did we? We didn't?
Oh, no, no, no. I mean, I...
I mean, I wish it was yes, yes, yes,
but, sadly, no. Okay.
Ten more minutes. No, no, no.
No more minutes. Okay, come on, get up.
Get up, come on, let's go.
Oh. Up,, yes, let's go. Go
Must fight crime.
Mac?
You okay?
Yeah. Just...
A little jet-lagged.
I'll be fine.
London was good?
Peyton's happy? Perfect.
It was nice meeting her family.
She's staying in London a few more weeks.
What, you're not buying the jet lag story?
Look, Mac, I tried to get ahold of you
otel and the andid that you checked out early.
I got a few strange phone calls my hotel room phone.
Hello?
Hello? Hello?
NET1
Couple of seconds of dead silence, then they'd hang up.
Wrong number?
Each call came at exactly 3:33 a.m.
Hello?
Who is this?
Wasn't sure what to make of it, so I switched
hotels.
I got three more calls at the new hotel,
all at 3:33.
Who is this?
Say something, damn it.
Scotland Yard tried to trace the calls.
Got nowhere.
There's no witnesses.
And no surveillance.
'Cause after 9/11 we all know
that a $36 million
security system was installed on this island.
Here's the kicker: Once every
three months, they shut down for system upgrades and reboots.
Takes 45 minutes.
Small window of opportunity.
No one's that lucky.
You know, I'm liking
the missing security guard for this one.
I'm right there with you.
Just the same, I got uniforms compiling a list
of all personnel as well as any maintenance and electrical
crews that have access to the island.
But here's the good news:
Bomb squad did a search of the perimeter
and the statue, it's all clean.
So we're not looking at a terrorist threat.
Detectives.
There's blood on the coin slot.
Yeah, I always like to do a little sightseeing
after I commit murder.
This wire is holding the viewfinder in place.
Maybe we're the ones who are supposed to do
the sightseeing.
There's a man on a rooftop.
It's him.
What?
He's watching us.
All right, listen up.
We got an unknown male, possibly our suspect,
on a roof across the river.
Now I need aviation to the tip of Battery Park immediately.
And I want all available units
heading towards Whitehall Street.
Standby for exact location.
This guy hasn't moved an inch.
Flack, cancel the squad cars.
Send for the coroner.
This guy's dead.
This guy isn't our missing security guard.
So Charles Price is still in the wind.
Then who is he?
And what connection does he have to Georgia Morrison?
I don't know, but our killer wanted us to find him.
Am I crazy, or is he orange?
He was definitely injected with some kind of
orange substance, but...
that is not a needle mark.
Got another one over here.
I'm not looking at a gunshot wound.
These holes are inconsistent with a through and through.
"2 more will die."
I printed your vic.
His name is Damion Brock, on parole
for money laundering.
I'll start with the
orange substance.
The two holes in his neck
are indicative of the embalming process.
Two catheters are inserted into the neck
and the embalming fluid is pumped into the system
as the blood is drained out.
He was embalmed?
In a sense, only instead of embalming fluid,
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