Rizzoli & Isles

Welcome. I'm a Rhodium.

I'm just Iridium.

That's fine. I'm not a snob. Sit down.

- You know what to do? - I've been instructed, yes.

I'm very used to this. Don't be afraid.

I'm not.

Oh, my god! Are you okay?

A joy of controlling how the hot water rises

before a torrent of pressure penetrates the tamped beans.

Okay, I'm done watching coffee porn.

How did instant get in my cupboard?

You are so impatient!

Maura, I just want a cup of coffee, not a roman orgy.

- Morning. Morning. - Oh!

Where are you going... a garden party?

- Going to work. - Like that?

I think she looks beautiful. And I love your shoes.

I haven't worn high heels in a while.

30 years is more than "a while. "

You know, there's a trick to wearing high heels.

Yeah, I know... don't wear them.

Just slip these into your shoes.

- I can wear heels all day long with them. - Yeah, she runs in hers.

Nice. Oh.

- Other one. - See? It's easy.

How's that?

Nice.

And gushy. Thanks.

- Bye, Mom. - Bye.

I think my mom has a gentleman caller.

- Your mother is a beautiful woman. - My mother flosses in bed.

Oh. It's Hope.

- Answer it. - What do I say?

"Hello, biological Mom Hope.

- My name is Maura. I didn't die at birth. " - Shut up.

No, you shouldn't say, "shut up. "

Dr. Isles.

Oh, hello, Dr. Martin. What a surprise.

Oh, yes, I-I would love to have dinner with you.

Tonight would be great.

Uh, would you like to come over to my house?

Sure, you... you can bring your daughter.

Okay, I... I will text you my address.

I- I look forward to it. Okay, bye-bye.

Oh, my gosh.

Why did I invite them here? The place is a wreck.

Oh, I'd be so embarrassed

- to invite anyone but me here. - And what will I serve?

I mean, she probably has a more refined palate than me.

Oh, saved by murder. Come on.

No, no, I-I can't go. I have way too much to do.

Okay, I think I can do an autopsy by now.

Well, I to take have a shower.

Maura.

Hot water gets shut off in three minutes.

Bathroom's that way. Running.

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3x06- Money Maker

Wow. 3 million bucks? Wow.

I didn't even ask her if she's a vegan. What if she's allergic to shellfish?

- You just said she's a vegan. - No, I did not.

You know, I can't pull together a formal dinner

in... what... 10 hours.

Yeah, considering it takes you 4 hours to make a cup of coffee.

No. No, no, no, not with the heavy breathing.

- No, stop, and I'll help you. - I'm trying.

Okay, you call my mother. All right? You flatter her.

You tell her what a great cook she is.

She eats that up. She'll cook for you.

- Oh, it's such an imposition. - Not if you invite her to dinner.

Somebody's Mercedes got a parking ticket.

You run the plates? What do we got?

A couple looking at the house called police.

The real-estate agent is a handful.

Yay.

Is this your listing? It's a beautiful property.

Georgette Wilkins. I have many other properties.

It's all the exclusive neighborhoods. Give me a call.

What makes you think I can't afford a $3 million dollar home?

Well, cops' salaries... never mind.

This house went into foreclosure a year ago, while it was being renovated.

I almost had a sale. Is all this really necessary?

Pretty necessary when there's a murder.

It wasn't a murder.

I'd say it's at least a piece of a murder.

Division Detectives didn't know what to make of it.

It's the entire right fossa triangularis and the scapha.

You hear that, Korsak?

It's a whole fossil triangle and a scaffold.

It's the right ear.

- Why is it 3 feet off the ground? - It's listening through the keyhole?

Well, the minimum of blood

suggests that this ear was detached postmortem.

Got a drop of blood out here.

It's not much, but I got another drop over here.

- Hey, Jane. - Yeah?

Mercedes is registered to Neal Murray.

And what's his car doing here if he lives in Beacon Hill?

Do you know this man... Neal Murray?

No. Never seen him before.

Look, I have another listing. You have my card.

- Run her. - Got it.

You think there's a body in the trunk of that car?

Georgette's clean.

Wait! Stop!

Stop! Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Put it down.

Okay. There you go.

He appears to be wearing a cloak and a mask.

I think we found the body that goes to that ear.

I'm not prepared to say conclusively until I've tested tissue samples.

- Maura, he's got one ear. - Looks like Neal Murray.

Something bad went down in that house.

Turns out our victim co-owns an investment company.

What's a millionaire hedge-fund manager

doing in a garbage can in a mask and a cloak?

Hiding?

Thank you, Sherlock Holmes.

What's this on his cloak? It looks like jelly.

I'll have the crime lab test it.

Ooh, you got a treasure trove over here. Where'd you find the blond hair?

- It was caught in this pin. - Which is stamped "Rhodium. "

Rhodium is a rare metal... the most valuable, in fact.

Hmm, the plot thickens.

My preliminary examination indicates that he experienced a cardiac event.

It was quite an event.

Yeah, well, you haven't heard the best part.

Let's talk about his penis.

If we must.

Not seeing much to talk about.

- You see the needle marks? - No! I didn't look that close.

Consistent with treatment for erectile dysfunction.

It's too bad he didn't hear about viagra.

His heart condition prohibited it.

18 million american men suffer from erectile dysfunction.

Injection therapy is very popular.

Oh, sure, yeah. Who doesn't want to shoot up their privates?

The victim was left-handed.

I found seven injection sites high on the left side of the shaft.

But the last injection site was low on the right side.

So, a right-handed person injected him.

And the needle gauge was much bigger, too.

Find out what was in that final syringe.

Until we know, we can't call this a murder.

Okay, I'm gonna go interview his business partner.

Call me if you find something new.

Excuse me. Hi, I'm Detective Jane Rizzoli.

This is Detective Barry Frost.

We'd like to talk to you about Neal Murray.

What happened? We don't know. We're investigating.

I'm his partner, Dale Bowman. This is Doug and Lori Gatz.

Doug and I went to high school right here with Neal.

Well, then, Neal was supposed to be here today?

Yes, he was gonna give us a check

for a new athletic complex and football field.

Hey, Doug, you'll get that check.

I can't believe he's gone.

- Could you give us a minute? - Sure.

Uh, where were you last night?

- Home. Why? - Any idea why your partner

would have been dressed in a cloak and a mask?

No. What are you talking about?

Were you having any problems with Neal?

I loved the guy.

Plus, don't know if our company will survive without him.

- Why not? - He was a real people person.

He brought in all our big investors.

- We'd like a list of your clients. - Oh, I'm happy to cooperate.

We have very high-end clients, all the way down to Doug and Lori.

He's a coach. She's the school nurse.

But they both have pensions, thanks to us.

Maybe there was a disgruntled investor...

someone who lost money with the firm?

We don't lose money.

Somebody wasn't too happy with Neal.

It wasn't one of our investors. That much I know.

I'll get that list for you.

Thank you.

We'll be in touch.

Take the gnocchi out of the hot water, or it'll get sticky.

Jane, stir the wild-boar ragout.

Jane, can you open the Montepulciano?

Stirring boar. Opening "montipoopanano. "

Oh, my god. They're a minute early.

Oh, my god. What if she saw this?

Just a minute! Hide it in the bathroom.

Okay. Okay, okay.

Maura.

- Hi. - Come in, please.

Dr. Isles. This is my daughter, Cailin.

- Hi, Cailin. - Hey.

And I think that we really are settling into a... a new city.

- Right, Cailin? - Yeah. We are.

- How do you like Boston? - I... I miss London.

Honey, would you stop texting?

Sorry. I'm just saying goodbye.

Are you in school?

- I was. - Cailin was at Oxford.

- Oh. - And you're not anymore?

- Well... - We had to move here.

Well, she needs to take a semester off.