The Glades S4E13 - English Transcript

Whatever. Putt-putt sucks. You just hit it too hard. Here. If you line it up... Nice and straight... Give it a kiss. See? [ Ball clacks ] What the hell? [ Door creaks ] [ Both scream ] Oh, my God! I'm so happy to see you! How long has it been since you were here? I don't know. Like forever. So this must be him. Yes, this is him. Or Jim, as some people call me. - Corinne, hey! - Oh. It's, uh, good to finally meet you. Yeah. I told you she was real. Jim: Yeah, your sister actually exists. [ Both chuckle ] And this is Miranda, my supervisor from Atlanta General. Hi, it's so nice to meet you! Hey. And that's Joan, Jim's mom. Joan. Hey. I like your work. Hi. You got any more like him at home, or...? [ Laughs ] Oh, trust me, this one was all I could handle. [ Cellphone rings ] Oh. And there's his dad. Hey, hon. Okay, so all the bridesmaids are on deck. My work here is done. The groom just has to turn up, right? Yeah. Right after he finishes everything on the bride's to-do list. O-kay. "Pick up the bridesmaids' dresses, "pick up corsages, pick up your mom"? Oh, yeah, she gets in late Friday night from Cincinnati. Blame Gordon, our *** stepfather. Hmm. Oh, my God. You still have that? Yeah. I worked my 10-year-old girl scout fingers to the bone for that. I practically had to rip it out of mom's hands when we moved to Cincy. [ Chuckles ] Hey, where are you guys going on your honeymoon? I don't know. It's a surprise. Jim hasn't even told me what to pack. Yes, I have. As little as possible. [ Chuckles ] Okay, you two. Get a room. Corinne: Can I get one, too? I want to change into some shorts. Oh, yeah. You're bunking with me. Come on. Thank you. So it's been a while, huh? Your sister? Yeah. I mean, she's been here for visits, but my parents divorced when she was 15, and then she moved to Cincinnati with mom and Gordon, then went to school in Boulder. Why didn't she move back to Florida? 'Cause she fell in love with Colorado, I guess. Oh. Well, this thing should definitely come over with us. You want that old, dusty thing at your place? No, I want it at our place. Something old, something new. Mm. [ Cellphone rings ] And something Carlos. Looks like I have something else on my to-do list. Buh! Buh! Oh. Right. Oh. Right. Yeah. Those are for guests. [ Police radio chatter ] - What are you doing here? - Solving a *** and working on my short game. - Kettle corn? - Oh. Just go and win Callie a Teddy bear. I'm giving this one to Detective Brown. - Brown the Clown from Pompano? Why? - Shh. Shh. Shh. Uh, your wedding's in like two days. Oh, come on! Are you kidding? I could solve two murders in that time. [ Sighs ] Four if it's a double homicide. Look, I swear I'll be all wrapped up by the time we say our "I dos." Uh-huh. Fine. In case you don't, I'll be riding shotgun. That is one very white white guy. Carlos: Austin Grimes, 24. Gunshot to the chest. Liver temp puts time of death around midnight, after the park closed. His whiteness owing to zinc sun block, from the smell. He's from Kalamazoo, according to his Michigan license that we found in his wallet. Here you go. Had a bloody cellphone with a dead battery. Daniel's charging it right now. Spikeless golf shoes. Meaning that's relevant somehow? Uh, in addition to me having my eyes on a pair for a couple of months, why would someone wear golf spikes to play putt-putt? Maybe someone that leaves a blood trail. What's next door? An 18-hole public golf course. [ Chuckling ] Really?! [ Sighs ] This is a public golf course? 30 bucks a round. This may be one of the best hidden Florida gems you've never told me about, Carlos. What are you talking about? There's a lot of Florida gems I've never told you about. Why ruin it for the rest of us? [ Chuckles ] That's more like the public course I've come to know and avoid. That's blood. Oh, shell casings. You've got the gloves on. Yeah. Looks like something bad definitely went down on this hole last night. Well, bad things happen when you don't play by the rules, Carlos. Someone didn't rake the trap. So someone forgot to rake a hazard? That's hardly a reason to shoot and kill someone. Yeah! Says the man with no sand game whatsoever. Oh! [ Chuckles ] Yo. A hazard that tells me that, uh, one thing's for sure... Whoever shot and killed our victim wasn't playing a round. The Glades 04x13 Tin Cup Originally Aired August 26, 2013 ==sync, correction by dcdah== for www.addic7ed.com Our perp shoots our victim, tosses his piece, and runs. The vic falls on his knees. His phone's dead, so he staggers next door for help, loses consciousness, and bleeds out. Manus: I'll take that as our "how." What have you got for a "why"? Well, this might help. It's got printed numbers on it, like the corner of a check. Who brings a checkbook to a golf course? Uh, I'm gonna go with someone who needed one, like the perp if he lost a bet, got all teed off, and then did all the stuff that Carlos just said. So we're talking about a wager gone bad? [ Cellphone rings ] Let's start by finding out who played here recently. - Yes! - Uh... Leah. Hi. Yeah, thanks for calling me back. Uh, yeah. No, we'd like to spend the wedding night there. Keys and contract by Saturday. Yes. Thank you. You're the best. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. [ Laughs ] Is that your big surprise? You rented a house for your honeymoon? Nope. I bought it. We move in when we get back from Bermuda. Oh! [ Chuckles ] What? It's a surprise! [ Laughs ] Yeah, that's, uh... That's one word for it. Carlos, you're his best man. You and Callie are a team now. You can't make unilateral decisions like buying a house. No, no, no, no, no. It's Callie's dream house. She walked past it every day on the way to school. She's dreamt about it since she was a little girl. She's even bookmarked the listing on her laptop. She's gone to three open houses she doesn't know I know about. Callie's made me the happiest guy in the world. I get to make this dream come true for her. Yeah. Good luck with that, amigo. [ Chuckles ] What? [ Sighs ] Whatever. No rain checks after nine holes. It's not my fault the course was closed. Oh... No, that would be me. Or actually this guy for getting shot on the 18th green. You know him? Looks like every other yahoo who plays out here. Really? Look, I paid my 30 bucks! Either let me play or give me my money back! Or a third option... I arrest you for obstructing my investigation. Yeah. My tax dollars at work. Austin Grimes. You know him? Yeah, I've seen him around. I just figured he was another snowbird looking for a cheap 18 holes. Okay, well, I'll need a list of all the other people looking for a cheap 18, say, from yesterday. Okay. Um, is there a lot of gambling that goes on here? No, sir. No. Betting on golf is, uh, strictly against the rules. And who enforces that? You? I am management, so, yeah, I guess. I'm Red... Red Morton. And due to the budget cuts, I'm also the head pro, the chief landscaper, and your cook over at the snack bar. [ Chuckles ] That's a lot of hats. I guess with all that responsibility, it wouldn't be too hard to let a little wager here and there slip past you, especially if looking the other way put a little something in your pocket. Let... let people gamble on my golf course? - Yeah. - No. No way. Not... not a chance. It's... I respect the game too much. And anybody that knows me knows better than to try anything like that here. You know, there's a lot of life lessons that can be learned - from the game of golf if you just... - Play by the rules. Yeah, got it. Well, since I think that Austin wasn't, know of anyone that he might have had an altercation with? Well, he was a bit of a hothead, especially after a bad round, but nothing I ever saw that would result in a shooting. [ Car horn honking ] [ Engine revving ] Man: Come on! Move that thing! Come on! So much for those life lessons, huh? Daniel, everything okay? Uh, yeah, yeah. The guy was mad our crime-tech unit was blocking his way. I think I found our victim's car. Jim: - This one? Michigan plates? - Not locked. Yeah, well, who's gonna steal it? Not unless they needed sun block. Bought a case at Costco yesterday. Right here. And two garden items... Not here. Find out what they were. Sleeping bag, suitcase. Looks like Austin was living out of his car. Oh! And hustling golf out of it, too. Two new sets of golf clubs, both left-and right-handed. That's a classic hustle... bet the other person you can beat them playing with the wrong hand. [ Laughs ] Laser range finder, anti-slice tees. Oh! Loaded golf balls. Obviously an illegal advantage. And the sun block? To hide the fact that he's in the sun all day? 'Cause a ringer doesn't want anyone to know he's a ringer, right? 'Cause then you might end up... a dead ringer. [ Chuckles ] Callie: - Hey! - Aunt Corinne, hey! Oh, my gosh! Look at you. I can't believe how much you've grown. What happened to my little Jeffster? He's, uh, in here somewhere. [ Laughs ] Jody. Hey, baby. You look fantastic. Oh, thanks. Must be all that clean living I've avoided my whole life. So I'm staying with grandma, and I need to grab some stuff - since I've lost my room for the weekend. - Yeah. Hey, I brought you a Rapids Jersey. - You still into soccer? - Oh, yeah. Definitely. Thank you. Yay! Thank you for picking up Jeff and watching him while we're gone. Any time, baby. You know that. Are you sure you don't want to... Honey... It is very sweet to think of me, but your wedding... it's just not my place. You are gonna have a beautiful day, though. I just know it. You've been so amazing to me all these years. More like a mom than my real mom sometimes. I hope that we can still be friends. Friends?! Hell, honey, we are family. And we always will be. Come here. Thank you. [ Sighs ] Tony: Hey, cinderella. I see you're ready for the ball. Yeah. Two days and counting. And if you're here, I'm guessing you got news about Ray? The news is that there's no news. He hasn't used his ATM card in a couple days, but the Tacoma field office feels pretty confident - he hasn't left the state. - Okay. But you didn't come here to tell me there's nothing to tell me. I know you don't want to worry Callie before the wedding. But I need your word that the minute you guys are wheels up to Bermuda that you'll let her know what's going on, or I'll have to. Better it should come from you. Yeah, I know. I-I will. I promise. I'll keep an eye on Jeff while you guys are gone. - He'll be fine. - Great. Oh, and I should get you the address to the new place. - You got it? Congratulations. - Yeah. No, I figure both our places come with a little baggage. Starting our new lives together, we should do it on a clean slate. I'll run a cross check on any former associates of Ray's in the area, if any. I'll have the new address processed by the time you guys get back from your honeymoon. You guys don't mess around. My job is to keep people from becoming your job. Cause of death was hypovolemia... Loss of blood. The bullet pierced Austin's inferior vena cava. And the gun? Caliber matches the slug from the body. The perp wiped it clean. I'm running the serial number now. But get this... I put in for a death certificate, found Austin in the state system. He was born in Palm Glade, no siblings. Parents died when he was 10. Bounced around foster homes. What's contact dermatitis? Poison oak. He had a bad case on his inner thighs. Highly contagious. Ew. Daniel, any luck on that phone. No, it's password-protected. I'm running an algorithmic code cracker. But I did get something on the check. It has micro-perforations on the right side, not the left, which means it's not a personal check. More like a cashier's check, which is printed on a roll of paper. Which explains these... Security threads. Invisible to the naked eye. It's a watermark. I'll send a copy of it to local banks, vendors, see if I can get a hit. For a guy sleeping in his car, our victim sure was flush. In the last week, he deposited three personal checks totaling 80 grand, all from a Glen Kingman, a golf-course developer out of palm beach. 10, 20, 50 grand. That pattern's typical for a hustler. He lets the mark win a few rounds, sets the hook, and then bets double or nothing. Checks that tell me I need to check out this Glen Kingman. Glen: Hey, you mind, pal? I'm in a bit of a hurry. Hey, Glen. You get your 30 bucks back? Oh, what the hell do you want now? Uh, your hands behind your back would be nice. Hey! What... what the hell's this about?! Uh, it's about you losing 80 grand playing golf with Austin Grimes. Oh, come... Yeah, you know, that dead guy that you couldn't I.D. in the parking lot, which makes you as bad at playing golf as you are at lying. Not mine detective. I'm not the only guy the kid hustled. No, but you were the only one who wrote him personal checks for 80 grand. And after seeing how hot you got over a $30 game of golf, well, ***'s not too much of a leap. Where were you at midnight last night? Asleep with my wife. Look, I spent my whole life on a golf course. I bet on golf to make it interesting. Hardly a crime. No, but lying to a cop about a *** is. You already had the guy's name. That's as much as I could give you. I met him on the driving range. [ Clears throat ] We played a few rounds. We were gonna play this morning. I was hoping to make some of my money back. If I had killed him, would I have been stupid enough to show up there this morning? Not unless you're smart enough to make it look like you're not stupid enough. Look, I've made $100 million building championship courses from Florida to Dubai. Why would I throw that away over a low-rent hustle? 'Cause you're a cheap *** with anger-management problems. The real question is, why are you playing a municipal course when you can play the best courses around the world? I can't gamble on my own properties. It's bad for business. Well, so is looking good for my ***. So, until further notice, don't go joining any foursomes out of state. No can do. I've got a 9:00 A.M. finance meeting at Hilton head tomorrow. I can't miss that. Not anymore, you don't. You can't keep me from doing business! Want to bet? Oh. Crack that phone's password yet? Just now. He shot this yesterday. Austin: Feet shoulder-width apart, weight balanced, and choke up on the shaft. So Austin gave private lessons. Who's the student body? Daniel: Britta Naylor, his only student. His film calendar said he's been teaching her twice a week for the past three months. I got her address off his contacts. Star Island! That's a galaxy far, far away from Palm Glade Municipal. It's terrible what happened to Austin, but, sadly, not surprising. Palm Glade Municipal is hardly the Doral. But you had lessons there twice a week. But not there. We always met at my country club. Lessons that Austin would often film on his phone. It's funny. You know, he never really focused on your backswing, just your backside. Well, that's where my power comes from. Oh, I can see that, yeah. Is that zinc? Yeah, Austin gave it to me. Did he give you the poison oak, too? The rash. You know, that's highly contagious. It's also highly suspicious since Austin, your now-dead golf tutor, had it in exactly the same spot. Sure you weren't hot for teacher? Please. I got it from hitting my ball into the woods. Or scratching some other itch. [ Scoffs ] I'm sorry, but what gives you the right to come into my home and make lewd accusations? Uh, my job. And now that, apparently. You're Mrs. Glen Kingman? Oh, wow! That's just a gimme. I don't see what that has to do with anything. Uh, your husband lost 80 grand to your now-dead golf instructor. Okay, but that sort of makes him more of a suspect than me. She said, pointing her finger at her rich as hell husband. Look, I'm sorry he's dead. - Austin was a sweet kid. He was... - Austin was a hustler who knew how to rig the game by working people's weaknesses. Having met your husband, I'm guessing yours is boredom. And knowing that Glen would kick you to the curb if he found out, now I'm thinking that you killed Austin so he wouldn't kill your marriage. I wasn't sleeping with Austin. I love my husband, detective, but I hate golf. I suck at it. So Glen bought me lessons so we could play with investors' wives. He asked a hustler to teach his trophy wife how to swing. Sounds suspiciously like the makings of a foursome already. You know what? I think I've had enough of your salacious innuendo. Now, if you don't mind, I have a game to play. Oh, I bet you do. Hi! You ready? Daniel, get with Manus on a warrant. I need you to dig in to something for me. Callie: [ Scoffs ] The deejay double-booked, so now I have to find a replacement. I'm on it. No, Miranda... I've got it, Cargill. Now lie back and drink. Doctor's orders. Oh, now, this is an emergency. That's true. She sure is take-charge. Miranda rescued me more than once in Atlanta. She was a life saver. I like Jim. He's really cute and funny. Yeah. He's definitely not Ray. It's okay, Corinne. I know how much you liked Ray. You were like a kid sister to him. He was always looking out for you. Like when you were angry at mom and acting out over the divorce and you took all of that video equipment from your high school. God, she was so mad. And Ray drove you down to that wretched scared-straight camp in Clewiston 'cause he thought you and mom would kill each other. I know that you weren't just angry at mom. I know that you were mad at me, too. You know, because I got married and left you alone to deal with Gordon and mom by yourself. But I didn't do it to hurt you. But I did abandon you, and it would just break my heart to know that that's why you moved out west. The good news is there's more champagne! Do I even want to know what the bad news is? Some pretty awful storms are threatening to close down airports from Chicago to the east coast. Mom could miss the wedding?! Yeah, and half of Jim's family in Chicago. Hey, did you hear about the storms affecting the entire eastern seaboard? Have you talked to your family? Not since mom and dad were here. They're closing airports. Half of our guests might not make it. Ah, I'm sure the media's just blowing it up. I mean, how many storms of the century could there possibly be? You girls enjoy your spa day. It'll be fine, I promise. Yeah. Okay. Well, in that case, can you, um, make sure that you pick up the corsages? Right after I solve this case. I love you. Bye. Slippery slope, amigo. What? It's not a lie. I am solving this case. Which, lucky for you, took place at a golf course. Wow. That was ugly. Wait, that makes no sense. Greens never break away from the water. These mulligans count, you know. [ Cellphone rings ] Yeah. Daniel. I looked into other big checks Glen Kingman wrote from his personal account, like you asked. Last year, he wrote a check for 50 grand to a John Morton from Palm Glade. Does that name mean anything to you? No. But Red Morton does. Thanks, Daniel. Jim: Red. Red! Cut it off. Oh. Hey. Must be nice having the course all to yourselves today. Yeah. Well, uh, you'd know all about that, as in tampering with evidence from my crime scene. Oh, this is a Wood Stork. They're endangered. They like to nest up in the trees next to our ponds. The law requires that I send it to Fish and Game, see what killed it, make sure it doesn't spread. So what did y'all shoot out there today? Actually, I'm more interested in who you shot out here last night. What... what... you mean that snowbird? Now, why would I shoot him? Because of another endangered species, the whale, as in Glen Kingman. You know, the guy whose check you cashed for 50 grand. And who you planned on taking to the cleaners, until Austin stepped in and harpooned your whale. - So you shot back with a glock to the chest. - Whoa. You're taking me in? But I already told you I don't allow gambling on this course. I have too much respect for the game. Respect for the game. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got it. And, yes, I'm taking you in. [ Clears throat ] Right after we stop by the florist - to pick up some corsages. - What... Oh, I underestimated you, Red. In and out of jail for petty theft, kiting checks, beating a guy in Boynton Beach? That was all when I was young and stupid. As opposed to the genius you are now? Come on, every golfer knows that the ball always breaks towards the water. But the 18th hole at your course... Well, it breaks away. You rigged it that way to get an advantage, didn't you? 'Cause you know that on the last hole is where the big money lives and dies. I don't hustle golf. I already told you that. You spent all that time setting the hook in Glen for an initial 50 grand, and then Austin swoops in, swallows the fish whole. - So you killed him. - That's not what happened. Look, that five months in prison... It scared the crap out of me, detective. And I got community service at Palm Glade Municipal. I was cutting back trees, I was painting, I was mowing the lawns, and that was the first time that I picked up a golf club and I was hooked. But I'm not good enough to hustle. I'm like an 18 handicap. Says the guy who's about to take you for all you're worth. No, it's the truth. One day, the sheriff's office brought some juvies down to clean up the course, and I let a few of them hit some balls on the range. And... and I saw the focus that it gave them. And it gave me the idea that I could use the game of golf to keep these kids from making the same mistakes I made. And Austin was one of them. - You taught Austin how to play golf? - Yeah. He had the skills to go pro, but he was always looking for easy money instead. Like the money he easily took from your mark, Glen Kingman. [ Sighs ] That money... that 50 grand... it wasn't a hustle, detective. It was a donation to my kids' program to help buy used golf clubs and shoes. 'Cause Glen's such a generous guy. Well, he wanted the photo op. And with the city's budget cuts, I was willing to do anything I could to put the sprinklers on. I even petitioned Fish and Game to turn the whole course into a-a green zone to get state funding... um, maybe fund the next Austin. Until he steals your mark, as well, so you got to kill him. [ Sighs ] Hey... until I found the game of golf, I was completely lost. And that little gem is home to me. It's the people's course. And I would do anything I could to protect it. Well, yanking a weed like Austin Grimes from your "little gem..." That would be one hell of a start. [ Sighs ] They just closed O'Hare and Cincinnati International. Okay, all right. Well, we've still got 24 hours. Jim, that's hundreds of flights. They're gonna be backed up for days. Look, know how hard you worked on this wedding, and if a couple of people can't be here, then... No, half of the wedding, including my mom. Just remember, this is still our day, right? Anyone else shows up, that's just gravy. Judge Cates just called. He's stuck in court. Can't make rehearsal. Except the guy presiding over our wedding. Michael: Hey, hey, hey! Who do you have to marry to get a drink around this place?! Dad?! What are you doing here? I thought they closed O'Hare. Oh, my God. Oh, bus to Springfield, train to Biloxi, flight to Orlando, wife from airport. Piece of cake. [ Laughs ] 30 years in sales, your dad can get anywhere. There's always a way to get to Poughkeepsie. [ Laughs ] I'm here. What can I do to help? Well, can we give you everyone else's itineraries? Maybe you can "planes, trains and automobiles" them here as well. Done, done, and done, but first, seriously, I need a drink. Okay! All right. Okay, rehearse first, party people. Just got off the phone with Judge Cates, and this is what we're looking at. Uh, best man at the altar. Um, bridesmaids are over here. The groom walks his parents down the aisle. No flies on you, huh? Joan: [ Laughs ] Save it for the reception, Clooney. [ Chuckles ] 24 hours of freedom left, huh? Last chance to turn back. Ah, not a chance. Miranda: Dashing young son walks down the luminous bride, who faces the handsome groom. Um, music plays. Dearly beloved, blah, blah, blah. Personal statements. Three years ago, I gave you a shot in the ***. Oh, now you're stuck with one. [ Laughs ] More blah, blah, blah. Do you take this man? I do. Yes! Do you take this woman? Absolutely, I do. Then by the powers vested in me, blah, blah, blah, you may now kiss the bride. Oh, my favorite part. [ Laughs ] Michael: Whoo! [ Cheers and applause ] Yo, save some for tomorrow. Oh, yeah. [ Cellphone rings ] Oh. Oh, oh! Uh, I-I definitely need to take this. Um, I-I'll meet everyone at the restaurant later? Wait, you're leaving me now?! Yeah, one hour. Two, tops. I-I just really got to sweat this suspect. I love you. And last but not least, Chinese drywall disclosure. Okay. Um, yeah, I'll take your word for it. [ Chuckles ] And we're done. You can pick up the keys at my office tomorrow. [ Sighs ] Congratulations, detective. Your bride is one lucky girl. Aw, thank you, Leah. [ Cellphone rings ] Callie's going to be so surprised. - Thank you. - Sure. Hey, what's up? Catch you at a bad time? Just signing my life away. And completely late for dinner. You close on that new house already? And talked the owners into letting us spend our honeymoon night there. Well, I've got some more good news for you. New neighborhood checks out. Not a single offender or former associate of Ray's for miles, which includes Ray. Apparently, he just used his debit card at a liquor store in Spokane. You and Callie are good to go. Thanks, Tony, for everything. Enjoy your honeymoon, detective. I'll be in touch. Okay, then that's good. Is that my *** weapon? Why aren't you at your rehearsal dinner? Because I was buying my fiancée the surprise of a lifetime. I made it to the rehearsal. [ Groans ] The serial number on the gun matches one that was purchased two years ago by our suspect Britta Naylor. Oh, but get this... last week, she reported it stolen. A week before her golf coach/lover is murdered? - That's convenient. - Mm-hmm. Who called it in, Britta or her cheapskate husband, Glen? Britta. Uh, as far as we know, her husband doesn't know anything about it. I've contacted robbery-homicide to take a look at their report. - Why? - 'Cause he was in an awful big hurry - to leave town this morning. - Not as big a hurry as Britta. I've been tracking her credit cards. She just bought a one-way e-ticket to Costa Rica. The flight leaves tonight. Really? [ Horn honks ] Britta: Coming! [ Sighs ] [ Scoffs ] You're not my driver. [ Engine revs ] I am now. What are you doing? I'll miss my flight. Uh, you mean the one that was canceled due to the storms in the midwest? Wow, that is, like, every piece of luggage that Louis makes, not that you're gonna need any of it where you're going. [ Scoffs ] Please, you can't still think I had anything to do with Austin's ***. Even more. Now that we know that you own the *** weapon that you conveniently reported stolen a week before the ***. "Dirty Girl Scouts". Oh, your night sounds so much more interesting than mine. ***, mint, and Irish creme. Corinne kept ordering them while we were singing karaoke like idiots. [ Laughs ] Hey, I'm sorry about the rehearsal dinner. - Oh, did you miss dinner? - Ha-ha! Very funny. But the good news is once I get a confession out of this suspect that's been in lock-up all night, the only thing left to do on my to-do list is marry you. 5:00. Don't be late. I'll see you at the altar. I love you. I love you, too. It's so beautiful. You're gonna make such a... beautiful bride. Corinne, you okay? I've missed so much of your life. Corinne... There's something about that... trip to Clewiston that I never told you. I-I never would have done anything like that if I-I weren't 15 and stupid and... It's okay. I know. Ray told me years ago. But... You never said anything. You made a play for my husband. I didn't really know what to say. Callie, I-I don't know what I was thinking. I was just mad at you and being mean. How could I do that to you? You're my sister. Yeah, I was pretty hurt. I know that things weren't great between us, and I had a lot going on myself, but I didn't deserve that. But I understood why. And I always hoped... I mean, I knew that someday we'd put this behind us. Corinne, you being here and seeing me marry Jim means the world to me. I couldn't imagine this day without you. Having you home again is all that matters to me. I really do like Jim. [ Laughs ] Good. And I promise not to make a pass at him. [ Both laugh ] Well, that outfit looks familiar. What happened? Your cheapskate husband wouldn't bail you out? Well, I mean, you did kill his golf buddy, you know, after sleeping with him. [ Sighs ] Okay, detective, I was having an affair with Austin, but I didn't kill him. Glen must have found out, and he killed Austin. That's why I didn't try to make bail and why I was leaving town at the last minute... To get away from Glen in case he tried to kill me. Wow. That is the best string of lies I've heard since... the last string of lies you told me. You don't suck at golf, well, not according to Google. You were on the women's varsity team at the U. of M. You just pretended to suck so you could get someone to help you get rid of Glen. So you played Austin like a pro, played the duffer to seduce him. [ Scoffs ] You watch too many movies. I've seen too many bad marriages end in ***. And you're just a spoiled country-club brat who thought you were marrying Glen so you could live like royalty. But instead, you married King Midas. But you get rid of Glen, you could have it all. At least that's what you told Austin, right? And after a couple of rolls in the woods with you, he got up the nerve to do it. That sounds like a great plan. Except for then he lost his nerve and became a liability, so you shot him with your "stolen" gun, and you were about to run off to Costa Rica because of their extradition treaties... Or lack of... With the U.S. Okay, well, you missed one tiny detail... My gun was stolen. [ Cellphone chimes ] Call the Star Island police. Our security system caught the whole thing on tape. Oh, believe me, I will, just as soon as I get my roses from the delivery guy. Can you put these in the evidence cooler? Are they for Callie? Her mom. Assuming she gets here. And contact Star Island P.D. See if they can get that footage of the house break-in at Glen Kingman's. And any luck on that piece of cashier's check we found from the crime scene? Nothing yet. Uh, but I did track down those garden items from the receipt in Austin's car. Right here. It's for a 20-pound bag of birdseed and termite-b-gone. It's a heavy-duty insecticide. Why is a guy that lives out of his car concerned with termites and birds? It might have something to do with this... Fish and Game did a necropsy on the dead Wood Stork, one of four found at Palm Glade Municipal this month. All poisoned by diazinon. It's a highly toxic insecticide. Same active ingredient in the termite killer - that Austin bought at Costco. - Does Red use them on the Greens? Uh, the E.P.A. banned its use on golf courses because of its toxicity to water birds. I pulled the City Charters for Parks and Recreation, and just as you thought, Glen Kingman has been trying to buy the public golf course for the last decade, explaining this. Red Morton's application to Fish and Game wasn't about extra funding. It was for a Wood Stork breeding zone... A legal designation to help protect their nests. And protect Palm Glade Municipal from predatory developers like Glen Kingman. Glen knew Austin would do anything for money, so he pays Austin to kill off the birds before Fish and Game can approve Red's application. So with the birds gone, Red loses any chance of keeping Palm Glade a public course. But with Austin gone, he gets to keep his little sanctuary. Looks like Austin got killed over a birdie after all. I like what you've done with the place. Very "Caddyshack." Can I help you with something? I was wrong, Red. You didn't kill Austin because of hustling. Well, I'm glad you finally came to your senses. You killed him over this. What... w-what the hell are you doing? Proving that you really were hiding evidence from me the other day. Evidence? Of... of what? Uh, that Austin was poisoning Wood Storks and threatening to destroy everything you've done to keep this the people's course. After all, this little gem is your home. There's nothing you wouldn't do to protect it, said you. So you killed him. Yeah, okay, I was mad at Austin, and I felt betrayed, but I didn't kill him. And, yes, I rigged the 18th green so he would lose to Glen. I was hoping that he would get discouraged and find some other course to ply his ugly trade. Yeah, you just didn't know how ugly until you caught him poisoning birds. Then it became life and death, as in shooting Austin to save the life of Palm Glade Municipal from Glen's development plans... Plans he pitched at every Parks and Rec Community Meeting for a decade. And every time, who made the opposing argument? Oh, look, it's you. [ Groans ] Yeah, okay, I already told you that I would do anything I could to protect the course... Anything but commit ***. Last week, I found three storks, and Fish and Game said that they had been poisoned, so I knew Austin had to be behind it. So I went and I hid by the nest, and that's when I caught Austin poisoning the birds. And all that anger and betrayal got the better of you, so you shot Austin with the gun that you stole from Glen's place to set him up. Man, once a thief, always a thief, man. No, detective! I just banned him from the course. But Austin didn't seem to care. - He said he was off to hustler's paradise. - Well, yeah. Costa Rica with his girlfriend. No, Vegas to hustle with the big dogs. What girlfriend? I ran our victim's credit card, and no charges for an airline ticket, but I did find a bus ticket to Vegas he purchased on his debit card that was scheduled to leave at the end of the week. Jim: Well, looks like he had one more hustle to play out, or he was running for his life. Play the video. Britta's statement in the star island police report said she forgot to arm the security system. Freeze that. Zoom in. Spikeless golf shoes. That's Austin! Okay, so she left the alarm off so Austin could steal the gun. And made sure he was caught on camera for everyone to see. Call me as soon as you find something - on that cashier's check. - Will do. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. - Why aren't you showered and ready? - Why aren't you? Marisol and the girls have taken over all three bathrooms. I figure I got at least two hours before there's even hope for hot water. What time should I pick you up? Actually, I'm gonna have to meet you there. I got to pick up the keys to the new house... - and Austin's killer. - What about Callie's ring? The best man always holds the ring during the ceremony. Right. Um... The one not from Tiffany's is yours. What's this? Open it. Wow. [ Chuckles ] They're... They're amazing. [ Chuckles ] - Thanks. - No. Thank you, Carlos, for always having my back. Since the day I got here, you've always been my best man. Y... okay. [ Chuckles ] Okay. [ Sighs ] Yeah. Oh, and, uh, ix-nay on the dream house-ay. Lips are sealed. Go. Go, go, go, go. Finally got a hit on the watermark. It's a cashier's check from Palm Glade National Bank, which means the bank holds the funds for 90 days. Yeah, same as cash. Blah, blah, blah. I got it. Let me take it from here, Daniel. Thanks. [ Sighs ] Well, if it isn't detective smart-***. If you want to talk to me, call my lawyer. Ah, sorry, I don't have the time. I'm getting married in three hours, so, uh, I got to make this quick. Hey, we got that surveillance footage of the robbery from your house. I've already seen it, genius. I gave the Star Island cops a DVD. Oh, well, then you must have seen what I saw... The thief wearing Austin's spikeless shoes, right? That's how you knew that Britta let him rob your house and steal her gun, which doesn't take a genius to figure out why. They were gonna shoot you, then run off together with your millions. So instead, you killed Austin first with Britta's gun, wiped it clean, threw it in the trap to frame your viperous wife. And how did I do that if Austin already had the gun? Well, you knew that Austin lived out of his car. I guess you figured that that's where he kept the gun, right? So you stole the stolen gun and then lured him out to the course with... This. Pay day for killing Wood Storks would be my guess. A cashier's check that you never thought would trace back to you, until... oh, now! I-I can explain that. Really? Better than I just did? And a cashier's check is just as good as cash, right? And you're too cheap to burn it, even though it puts you at the scene of Austin's ***. But, hey, look, if it makes you feel any better, we probably got enough on your wife to get her for conspiracy to commit ***, except you killed the D.A.'s key witness. She was screwing that little d-bag so he would kill me and steal my money! What would you have done?! Oh, I would have killed the little d-bag. Or divorced my wife like a sane person! These gentlemen will escort you out. Hey. Look at you. Little man. [ Laughs ] I guess I can't call you that much longer, huh? That's okay, grandma. I mean, you can call me that anytime you want. Ohh. You okay? Yeah. I love you, baby. Now, you go. Be with your mom on her special day. [ Sighs ] All right, guest update. I got my sister and her two gorgeous girls, my mom and dad, and Jim's least-favorite Uncle, Wes, all in about an hour ago. What about our mom? Oh, rerouted through Nashville. Uh, should be here, ooh, any minute now. Oh, my God. Thank you. That's amazing. Joan: - Oh, my gosh! - Oh, my gosh! - You look incredible. - Thank you. And if your mom's late, I just want you to have something borrowed. - Joan, no, I... - For good luck, yes. - I couldn't. - Yes, you are family now. Give it to Jeff for his bride on their wedding day. Thank you. I don't know how to thank all of you. I mean, I don't know how it happened, but everything is perfect. Oh, hey. Out, out. Let's give these two a moment. Thank you. Thanks. - See you out there. - Okay. - You're gorgeous. - Thank you. Oh, my God. Look at you. Me? Look at... look at you. You look beautiful. I love you, mom. I love you so much. [ Sniffles ] And, look, I know... I know I haven't always been the best son. Jeff, that is so not true. But more than anything else, I want you to be happy. And I want today to be the best day of your life. Ohh. [ Sniffles ] Hey, it's me. I'm at the new house, Carlos. I'll be there with 30 minutes to spare, I swear. Bye. Uh, hello? Any word? He just left a message. He said he'd make it with 30 minutes to spare. That was 20 minutes ago. All right, well, the guests are starting to arrive. He's cutting it way too close. Call him back. [ Sighs ] [ Cellphone rings ] All right, Carlos. I'm coming. I'm coming. [ Door opens ] [ Footsteps approach ] Leah? Is that you? [ Gunshot ] [ Gunshot ] [ Groans ] [ Ringing continues ] [ Gasping ] [ Coughs ] [ Gasping ] ==sync, correction by dcdah== for www.addic7ed.com [ Wind chime jingles ]