Stalker

- Oh! - Oh!

- S-sorry. - That's OK.

Uh, you're Isabel, right?

Uh, yeah. How do you know my name?

Do you live in the building?

I'm a friend of Oscar's.

He asked me to talk to you.

I'm sorry. It's late.

Just hear me out.

Tell Oscar to leave me alone.

He misses you. You won't call him back.

So he sends a messenger?

I don't want anything to do with him.

Just... just tell him to stop stalking me.

He cares about you, Izzie.

You need to leave before I call the police.

Oh. Hang on. Let me.

You need to give Oscar another chance.

Call him, Isabel.

Unh!

Help! Somebody, help me!

Please! Let me in, let me in!

Err!

Please!

Please! Somebody help me!

Somebody!

Lucy! Lucy, let me in! Let me in, please!

Lucy, help!

Aah!

Call the police!

Ohh.

Hey.

Hey. How did you sleep?

Good. I'm gonna make some coffee.

Uh, I have to... I got to roll.

OK.

Thanks for staying.

You're welcome.

Sorry. See you at the office.

OK.

- Jack. - Morning.

What are you doing here?

Taking Ethan to school.

What do you mean you're taking him to school?

You didn't know.

No, I didn't know.

He called me and said he needed a ride.

Tim's mother is picking him up.

No. She can't this morning.

You need to tell me this stuff.

- I thought Ethan would. - No. If I don't call you, it's not...

- Hi, dad. - Hey, buddy.

Bye, mom.

Don't "b"... don't "bye, mom," me.

OK? You tell me if you want dad to pick you up, OK?

OK. Sorry.

OK.

We're gonna finish this later.

Bye.

Intel wants you to look these photos over.

I couldn't identify either Perry or Ray,

but I thought you should take a look.

I spoke to Perry's father.

He's made no contact at all.

In fact, his father hired a private investigator

to try to find him.

Did you get a name? We should monitor their moves.

Isabel Martin's in the conference room.

OK. I'll be right there, and you're right.

None of these are Ray or Perry.

Janice, you want to sit in?

Sure.

I, uh, got these for you.

What is it?

Brazilian nuts. I ate all yours.

Oh.

What?

- Nothing. - Nada.

So you've never seen this man before?

No.

But you claim that he was sent

by your ex-boyfriend Oscar Ramirez to scare you?

Yes. He's got this weird idea

that he can scare me back into his arms again or something.

That's insane, right?

Can't you arrest the guy?

We need a little more,

and it is insane, but it's not uncommon.

A lot of people with obsessive minds

can concoct extreme rationale for their behavior.

Has Oscar contacted you directly?

He did, but I had a restraining order placed against him.

I filed it at the Hollywood station.

They referred me to you.

And you live in Isabel's building?

Mm-hmm. Downstairs.

I live on the second floor.

Have you ever seen this man in the building before?

Never.

What are you looking at?

Trying to identify this man.

Jeans, plaid shirt, inexpensive.

Puts him at late 30s, blue collar,

works with his hands.

So we're flirting now?

Excuse me?

Brazilian nuts?

What are you talking about?

We all take turns at her place.

Do you not eat her food?

You've been there a lot more than me.

I'm not flirting.

So you're sucking up to the boss.

I was replacing her nuts.

It's one or the other, Jack.

Tell us about your ex-boyfriend Oscar.

We met right after I moved to L.A.

When was that?

6 months ago.

I'm... I'm from Rochelle, Illinois.

I'm an actress, or I'm studying to be.

We dated some, but he was into partying and drugs,

and that's not my scene, so we broke up.

He was a major addict.

So you know Oscar.

Well, through Isabel.

I've... I've met him a few times,

but, um, it's good they broke up.

He was bad news.

This man last night, did he attack you?

No, but he was trying to scare me.

Why would Oscar think intimidating you would make you

go back to him?

He knows how to play me.

I'm from a small town,

I've never felt comfortable living in L.A. by myself.

He knows that.

I called him once before.

When?

I thought I heard someone trying to get into my apartment.

I got scared, so I called him.

He came over.

Did you have sex?

Just the once,

but breakup sex never works.

What does that have to do with anything?

It's not accusatory. We're just trying

to understand Oscar's obsession.

Did Oscar ever get violent?

He would get aggressive.

He never flat out punched me.

Um, he shoved. He knocked me to the floor.

He was either drunk or high.

That's when I filed the restraining order.

And did he stay away?

He called a few times,

but last night was the first time

that he sent his...

Goon friend to scare me.

Will you talk to him?

I just want him to leave me alone.

Of course we will.

So how long you been watching Michelle?

A few months now.

She's a very routine girl.

She shops at the same store,

she does yoga 3 times a week.

Who's she closest to?

Her best friend.

Tracy.

Hmm. The one you hooked up with.

Yes. M.I.A. Currently.

She's hiding from me.

Who else?

Uh, her co-workers.

There's Detective Janice Lawrence,

the one who arrested me.

She's pretty.

I'm not a fan.

This is Ben Caldwell.

He's more of a junior detective.

Deputy District Attorney Amanda Taylor

handled my arraignment,

and Detective Jack Larsen.

Yeah. He was at the crime scene, too.

I mean, they all were.

From what I've put together, he's new,

he's from New York,

the Deputy D.A.'s ex... I don't know... something.

And now Detective Jack is sleeping with Michelle.

No.

Beth's not sleeping with anyone.

She doesn't date. She doesn't have many friends.

This... these people... they're... they're the closest thing

she has to a family.

So...

Who do we target first?

I say Janice.

I don't like her.

The woman.