Go ahead. ( car alarm chirps ) Turn around. → 去啦。（汽車防盜響聲）轉過身。
Go ahead. Next. → 去啦。下一個。
Turn around. → 轉過身。
( beeping ) My kitty's pierced. → （嗶嗶聲）我隻貓穿咗環。
Want to see? → 想睇吓？
( electronic music playing ) → （電子音樂播放中）
DJ: Party people, brothers and sisters... angels and devils... virgins and sinners, let the foam take you away to your deepest desires. Cleanse yourself. There's no turning back now. → DJ：派對朋友，兄弟姊妹……天使同魔鬼……處女同罪人，等泡沫帶你去到最深嘅慾望。洗滌自己。冇得回頭㗎喇。
( screaming ) → （尖叫聲）
( indistinct chatter ) → （模糊嘅談話聲）
Ever been to a foam party? What do you think? Things can get pretty wild. Evidently. You got an I.D. on this guy? Yeah, the deceased is Trey Buchman. Age 21. I got a Vegas I.D. Eyewitnesses? Uh, too much foam. The party was over. Most of the responsible young adults had split. It's amazing how the sight of blood can clear a room. Yeah. I'll tell you what we got. My guys are talking with the girl who found the body, but even sober, she's not gonna be much help. Wonder what made this wound? Looks like a puncture. Ice pick, maybe? → 有冇去過泡沫派對？你點睇？可以好癲㗎。明顯係。你有冇呢條友嘅身份？有，死者係Trey Buchman，21歲。我有拉斯維加斯身份證。目擊證人？吓，太多泡沫。派對完咗。大部分有責任心嘅年輕人都走晒。見到血就清場，真係神奇。係。我話你知我哋有咩。我啲人正同發現屍體嘅女仔傾緊，但就算佢冇醉，都幫唔到幾多。唔知呢個傷口係點整嘅？似係刺穿。可能係冰鑿？
Well, wow, tell you it's not for the money. I got about three grand here, all in C-notes. Proves the old adage. Which adage is that? You can't take it with you. ♪ ♪ → 嘩，話你知唔係為錢。我大約有三千蚊，全部係一百蚊紙。證明咗句老話。邊句老話？帶唔走嘅。♪ ♪
♪ Who... are you? ♪ ♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪ ♪ Who... are you? ♪ ♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪ ♪ I really wanna know ♪ ♪ Who... are you? ♪ ♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Who... ♪ ♪ Come on, tell me who are you, you, you ♪ ♪ Oh, you! ♪ → ♪ 你……係邊個？♪ ♪ 邊個，邊個，邊個，邊個？♪ ♪ 你……係邊個？♪ ♪ 邊個，邊個，邊個，邊個？♪ ♪ 我真係好想知 ♪ ♪ 你……係邊個？♪ ♪ 哦-哦-哦 ♪ ♪ 你……♪ ♪ 嚟啦，話我知你係邊個，你，你，你 ♪ ♪ 哦，你！♪
BROWN: Foam at the Sinner's Den. I hung out here a few times. Never been. Your knucklehead boyfriend never took you on the party circuit? Uh, pass. That's cool about Vegas. It's Monday: Rain at the Palms, Tuesday: EDEN at Studio 54, Wednesday: RAW at the Luxor, Thursday's Baby's, Fridays... Hey, look. Some kid dropped dead. It's a shame. Kids OD all the time in nightclubs. They're big boys and girls. This ain't church. I understand that. Yeah, you understand. I understand that. Yeah, you understand. I-I mean, you know the kind of rent I pay on a joint like this? Rain or shine, I owe the landlord $50,000. You're breaking my heart, pal. Look, here's how this works. The more you cooperate, the sooner you'll be up and running. You don't get it. No, I get it. I got a daughter who's 20, she hangs out. I don't want her to die at a place like this, so do me a favor, get me the VIP list for tonight. And smarten up. → BROWN：Sinner's Den嘅泡沫。我嚟過幾次。未去過。你個傻仔男朋友冇帶你去派對圈？唔使啦。拉斯維加斯幾正。星期一：Palms嘅Rain，星期二：Studio 54嘅EDEN，星期三：Luxor嘅RAW，星期四係Baby's，星期五……喂，睇吓。有細路死咗。真係可惜。夜總會成日有細路吸毒過量。佢哋係大男大女。呢度唔係教堂。我明。係，你明。我明。係，你明。我意思係，你知我租呢類地方要俾幾多錢？無論晴天定落雨，我欠業主五萬蚊。你令我傷心啫，老友。聽住，係咁嘅。你越合作，你就越快可以重新開檔。你唔明。唔，我明。我有個20歲嘅女，佢成日出街玩。我唔想佢喺呢類地方死，所以幫吓我，俾今晚嘅VIP名單我。醒定啲。
There's seminal fluid all over the place. Is this a dance club or a sex club? It's a little of both. Don't you love this town? Whatever you say, Superfly. → 周圍都係精液。呢度係跳舞俱樂部定係性愛俱樂部？兩樣都有啲。你唔鍾意呢個城市咩？你話咩就咩啦，Superfly。
( sniffing ) You guys smell that? Mm-hmm. Smells like strawberries. It's the foam. → （聞緊）你哋聞到冇？嗯。聞落似士多啤梨。係啲泡沫。
Reminds me of the Mirage. Steve Wynn didn't like the smell of the volcano erupting, so he changed the fuel mixture. Now it smells like a piña colada. → 令我諗起Mirage。Steve Wynn唔鍾意火山爆發嘅味，所以佢改咗燃料比例。而家聞落似Piña Colada。
Hey. BRASS: I got a line on our vic. Trey Buchman, booked a room at the Sphere. E-Wing, room 937. → 喂。BRASS：我搵到死者嘅線索。Trey Buchman，喺Sphere訂咗間房。E翼，937號房。
These people are freaks. → 呢班人真係怪。
Got a long dark hair. → 有條長黑頭髮。
Vic had short hair. → 死者係短頭髮。
One of our freaks wears pussycat pink. WOMAN: The battle was fierce. The evil sorceress had powerful magic, but the prince was brave and true. → 其中一個怪人着粉紅色。女人：戰鬥好激烈。邪惡女巫有強大嘅魔法，但王子勇敢又真誠。
( clears throat ) WOMAN: Finally, the brave prince slew the dragon... ...and went to awaken his beloved princess. You're late, Eddie. Don't start. He climbed the many stairs to the top... You just know how much this meant to Lindsey? Can we argue about this later, okay? → （清喉嚨）女人：最後，勇敢嘅王子殺死咗龍……然後去喚醒佢心愛嘅公主。你遲到喇，Eddie。唔好開始。佢爬上好多級樓梯去到頂……你知呢件事對Lindsey有幾重要？我哋可唔可以遲啲先吵，好嗎？
WOMAN: Her eyes would open with true love's kiss. Hey, she's so beautiful. ( grunts ) WOMAN: The evil spell was finally broken. Nice perfume. ( sighs ) My... Okay. My... Okay. Fine. → 女人：佢嘅眼睛會隨住真愛之吻而睜開。喂，佢好靚。（咕噥聲）女人：邪惡嘅咒語終於解除咗。好香嘅香水。（嘆氣）我……好。我……好。得。
Is this okay? WOMAN: My prince... ( loud clanking ) Excuse me. WOMAN: My prince... at long last, you have come for me. My... M-My prince... WOMAN: At long last, you have come for me. → 咁樣得唔得？女人：我嘅王子……（大聲金屬碰撞聲）唔該。女人：我嘅王子……終於，你嚟搵我喇。我……我嘅王子……女人：終於，你嚟搵我喇。
( audience murmuring ) I'm sorry, baby. You did good, though. Yeah, you were fine, Linds. Good. Hey, and you know what? It's just a play. No, it's not just a play. I was Sleeping Beauty, and you guys ruined it. I'm sorry, honey. I'll bet if you ask Mrs. Parker, she'd let you keep that blue dress. I want to go home. Okay. Let's go home. No, Mom. I want to go with Dad. → （觀眾低語聲）對唔住，BB。但你做得好好。係，你做得好好，Linds。好。喂，你知唔知？呢個只係一場戲。唔，唔只係一場戲。我係睡公主，你哋搞垮咗。對唔住，親愛嘅。我敢打賭如果你問Parker太太，佢會俾你keep住條藍色裙。我想返屋企。好。我哋返屋企。唔，媽咪。我想同爸爸返。
You sure about that? → 你肯定？
Okay. → 好。
Tox report on your foam guy came back negative. → 你個泡沫男嘅毒理報告出咗，係陰性。
Negative? No drugs, no alcohol, no medication, not even an aspirin. That's odd. It was a den of iniquity. → 陰性？冇毒品，冇酒精，冇藥物，連阿士匹靈都冇。好奇怪。呢度係罪惡溫床。
What about the neck wound? The sternocleidomastoid What about the neck wound? The sternocleidomastoid muscle and the jugular vein were lacerated. → 頸傷點樣？胸鎖乳突肌同頸靜脈被割傷。
The wound was a bloody mess, probably lethal. Any idea what caused it? Hard to say. Definitely an odd entry wound. Not a knife or sharp object. Probably something blunt, like a pen or a stake of some sort. Anything else? Check this out. → 傷口血淋淋，可能致命。知唔知係咩造成？好難講。肯定係奇怪嘅入口傷口。唔係刀或者尖銳物體。可能係鈍器，例如筆或者某種樁。仲有冇其他？睇吓呢個。
Looks like a bite. Spider bite or allergic reaction, maybe? Stand by. I'll process the tissue in histopath, see if it's worth writing home about. → 似係咬痕。可能係蜘蛛咬或者過敏反應？等陣。我會處理組織做組織病理學檢查，睇吓值唔值得報告。
I was wondering where I put my nice silver satin thong. Gloves. → 我啱啱諗緊我將條靚銀色緞面丁字褲放咗去邊。手套。
Okay, we're looking for any kind of blunt object that could've been used to stab our victim in the neck. → 好，我哋要搵任何可以用嚟插死者頸嘅鈍器。
Glow stick. → 螢光棒。
Ball-point pen. → 原子筆。
Cell phone antenna. → 手機天線。
You have the Luminol? → 你有Luminol嗎？
Thank you. → 唔該。
Nothing. → 冇嘢。
Are we sure it was a blunt object? → 我哋肯定係鈍器？
Size ten, double A. Stilettos, huh? Brings out the toes, accentuates the legs. Murder on the ankles, though. → 十號，雙A。高跟鞋，係咪？突出腳趾，凸顯雙腿。不過對腳踝嚟講係謀殺。
Looks like murder to me. → 對我嚟講似係謀殺。
( car alarm blaring ) WOMAN: Sinner's Den, SRO-- I'm on every club's VIP list. Well, you got lucky. You're on my list now. I don't want to be on your list. Here, hold this. ( scoffs ) Nice shoes. Thank you. → （汽車防盜響聲）女人：Sinner's Den，SRO——我喺每間俱樂部嘅VIP名單上。你幾好彩。你而家喺我嘅名單上。我唔想喺你嘅名單上。嚟，攞住呢個。（嗤笑）靚鞋。唔該。
GRISSOM: Okay, this is the story. One of you lovely Cinderellas is missing a glass slipper, and I'm playing the prince. So would each of you remove your right shoe, please? → GRISSOM：好，故事係咁。你哋其中一位可愛嘅灰姑娘唔見咗隻玻璃鞋，而我扮演王子。所以請你哋每個人除低右腳嘅鞋，好嗎？
Almost. → 差唔多。
No. → 唔係。
Well, if the shoe fits... Wear it. → 如果隻鞋啱著……就著啦。
( thunder rumbling ) Comfortable? So far. Thanks for asking. Do you want to tell me how your shoe ended up in Trey Buchman's neck? → （雷聲隆隆）舒服嗎？暫時係。多謝關心。你想唔想話我知你隻鞋點樣會喺Trey Buchman嘅頸度？
I don't know. Last I remember, the foam was rising... ...and my heel went into something... soft. → 我唔知。我記得最後，泡沫升起……然後我嘅鞋踭插咗入啲……軟嘅嘢度。
Thought it was someone's foot. Jugular. There's a slight difference. → 以為係人哋嘅腳。頸靜脈。有少少分別。
Do you want to tell me why you left your shoe behind? Heel broke. And the fact it had blood on it, that wasn't the reason? Never saw blood. I see. I did some checking-- because that's what I do-- and you and our victim had a relationship a while back. → 你想唔想話我知你點解留低隻鞋？鞋踭斷咗。同埋上面有血，唔係原因？冇見過血。我明。我查過——因為呢個係我做嘅嘢——你同死者之前有過關係。
I've "relationshipped" about a dozen guys on the circuit, including Trey. Nothing ends-- we still all meet up at the club. I see. → 我喺個圈同過大約十幾個男仔「有關係」，包括Trey。冇話完——我哋仍然喺俱樂部見面。我明。
And the way he gave it to me, believe me... ...he's the last guy I'd want dead. ( clears throat ) Excuse me, Jim. Am I interrupting something? Gil, please. → 同埋佢點樣對我，相信我……佢係我最唔想佢死嘅人。（清喉嚨）唔該，Jim。我打擾緊你嗎？Gil，請。
Miss... ( donning rubber gloves ) I'm gonna need a sample of your DNA. How do you want it? I like your hair. I like yours. Are you a, uh, natural blonde? → 小姐……（戴橡膠手套）我需要你嘅DNA樣本。你想點樣攞？我鍾意你啲頭髮。我鍾意你啲。你係咪，吓，天生金髮？
Ow. Sorry. I needed a follicular tag. ( envelope rustles ) Thank you. → 哎呀。對唔住。我需要一個毛囊標本。（信封沙沙聲）唔該。
Gil? Any chance you found my thong? Silver lamé, probably twisted in knots. Oh, yeah, we did. You'll need to fill out a form, though. The captain will help you, surely. → Gil？有冇機會搵到我條丁字褲？銀色金屬質地，可能打晒結。哦，係，我哋搵到。不過你要填張表格。隊長會幫你，一定嘅。
♪ ♪
( opera playing over headphones ) ( telephone ringing ) → （耳機播放歌劇）（電話鈴響）
Hey, Gil? ( opera music continues playing ) Carmen? → 喂，Gil？（歌劇音樂繼續播放）Carmen？
( music playing loudly ) Right after the murder. Opera makes it all seem so lovely. → （音樂大聲播放）謀殺之後即刻。歌劇令一切睇落咁優美。
And at the risk of sounding like your mother, you're gonna ruin your eardrums. ( turns music off ) Our victim's tissue-- Trey Buchman. The, uh, circular contusions I sectioned, indicate damage extending only 30 microns below the epidermis. So, it's not a bug bite. Man-made, high-pressure, subcutaneous injector. → 唔怕似你阿媽咁講，你會整壞耳膜。（關音樂）死者嘅組織——Trey Buchman。我切片嘅圓形挫傷顯示損傷只延伸到表皮以下30微米。所以唔係蟲咬。係人造嘅高壓皮下注射器。
No needle? Simply high pressure penetrating the skin. → 冇針頭？只係高壓穿透皮膚。
Did you send a sample to tox? Our victim was injected with insulin. Diabetic? Nope. So, cause of death was insulin shock. Insulin doesn't make for a narcotic or hallucinogenic high, so I don't know why Buchman would take the stuff. STOKES: Downstairs neighbor smelled it. Called the plumber. Yeah, they always think it's a sewage problem. ( cell phone ringing ) Phew! ( cell phone ringing ) Phew! ( cell phone beeps ) Eddie? Ed? Hello? Uh... bad connection, Ed. Uh, I just entered a scene. I-I'll call you later. Whew. No pain, no gain. Purge fluid. D.U.N.S. → 你有冇送樣本去毒理？死者被注射咗胰島素。糖尿病患者？唔係。所以死因係胰島素休克。胰島素唔會產生麻醉或迷幻效果，所以我唔知Buchman點解要食呢啲嘢。STOKES：樓下鄰居聞到味。叫咗水喉佬。係，佢哋成日以為係污水問題。（手機鈴響）呼！（手機鈴響）呼！（手機嗶嗶聲）Eddie？Ed？喂？吓……信號唔好，Ed。吓，我啱啱入咗現場。我遲啲打俾你。呼。冇痛苦，冇收穫。沖洗液。D.U.N.S.
Dead Upstairs Neighbor Syndrome. Mm-hmm. Yeah, well, it's gonna take us a while to get this smell out of our nose hairs. Parchment changes of the skin. So, what's the exposure to that window, south? Uh, east. Gets direct sunlight half the day. I learned that down in Lauderdale. You know, you got to remember to turn. Right, all that spring break activity with your frat brothers. Well, something like that. Nice little cocaine fingernail. So... no mail built up. I don't see a telephone. ( indistinct radio chatter ) I don't see a telephone. ( indistinct radio chatter ) What do you think? ( cell phone ringing ) Howard Hughes in a studio apartment? ( cell phone beeps ) Eddie? ( cell phone beeps ) Eddie? ( static over cell phone ) Ed? Now what's his deal? Lindsey's with him. Maybe she's ready to come home. Yeah, I bet. → 樓上死鄰居綜合症。嗯。係，我哋要啲時間先可以將呢陣味由鼻毛度整走。皮膚有羊皮紙樣變化。咁，對住窗嗰邊係南？吓，東。半日都有直射陽光。我喺Lauderdale學到嘅。你知，你要記得轉。係，同你啲兄弟會兄弟嘅春假活動。類似啦。靚嘅可卡因指甲。所以……冇信件堆積。我冇見到電話。（模糊嘅無線電對話）我冇見到電話。（模糊嘅無線電對話）你點睇？（手機鈴響）Howard Hughes喺開放式公寓？（手機嗶嗶聲）Eddie？（手機嗶嗶聲）Eddie？（手機靜電聲）Ed？佢搞咩？Lindsey同佢一齊。可能佢準備返屋企。係，我估係。
( thunder rumbling ) → （雷聲隆隆）
How you doing? Cash and a very busy passport. → 你點樣？現金同好忙嘅護照。
Designer threads. Ten-to-one, Croix Richards is a drug dealer. And that is no workout accident. → 名牌衫。十比一，Croix Richards係毒販。而嗰個絕對唔係健身意外。
( cell phone rings ) ( cell phone beeps ) Eddie? ( static over cell phone ) Eddie, you got to get to a land line. This connection sucks. LINDSEY: Mommy... ( static ) Lindsey? H-Honey, I-I can't hear you. LINDSEY: Mommy... scared... all alone. ( crying ) You're alone? Honey, where's Daddy? LINDSEY: Daddy... ( static ) Do you want me to just...? Uh... Thanks. Yeah, uh, yeah, honey. Yes, yes, I'm coming. LINDSEY: Mommy, please! I'm scared... all alone! We were in the car, going fast. We hit something. It's gonna be okay, honey. I'm on my way. I just need to know where you are. I don't know. There's lots of water. Are you near a lake? Are you, are you near Grandma's house? No, the water's in the car. In the car? Lindsey, can you get out? No. It's gonna be okay, honey. Just listen to me. Before the car crashed, where were you going? Daddy said the hospital. On the way there, did you see any hotels? I s-- I saw the castle. Excalibur. Did you see, did you see the pyramid? Yeah. Industrial Road? Is that, is that it? Lindsey, is it Industrial Road? There was a bridge. We went through a fence. ( static ) Lindsey? Damn it! ( cell phone beeps ) Damn it! ( cell phone beeps ) → （手機鈴響）（手機嗶嗶聲）Eddie？（手機靜電聲）Eddie，你要用固網電話。呢個信號好差。LINDSEY：媽咪……（靜電聲）Lindsey？寶貝，我聽唔到你講嘢。LINDSEY：媽咪……好驚……得我一個。（喊聲）你得自己一個？寶貝，爸爸喺邊？LINDSEY：爸爸……（靜電聲）你想我淨係……？吓……多謝。係，吓，係，寶貝。係，係，我嚟緊。LINDSEY：媽咪，求吓你！我好驚……得我一個！我哋喺車度，開得好快。我哋撞到嘢。冇事㗎，寶貝。我喺路上。我只需要知你喺邊。我唔知。周圍好多水。你喺湖邊？你係咪，係咪喺婆婆間屋附近？唔係，水喺車入面。喺車入面？Lindsey，你出唔出到嚟？出唔到。冇事㗎，寶貝。聽我講。撞車之前，你哋去邊？爸爸話去醫院。去嘅路上，你有冇見到酒店？我……我見到城堡。Excalibur。你有冇見到，有冇見到金字塔？有。Industrial Road？係咪，係咪嗰條路？Lindsey，係咪Industrial Road？有條橋。我哋穿過咗個欄。（靜電聲）Lindsey？頂！（手機嗶嗶聲）頂！（手機嗶嗶聲）
Lindsey? Lindsey! Lindsey! Help me! Mommy! Lindsey! Help me! Mommy! Hang on, honey! → Lindsey？Lindsey！Lindsey！救命！媽咪！Lindsey！救命！媽咪！撐住，寶貝！
( panting ) Mommy! → （喘氣）媽咪！
Mommy! I'm here, honey. Mommy! I'm here, honey. Mommy! I'm gonna get you out. Hang on. → 媽咪！我喺度，寶貝。媽咪！我喺度，寶貝。媽咪！我救你出嚟。撐住。
Okay. Listen. I have to break the window, okay? You got to move to the front. Mommy, I can't! I'm scared. Okay, I'm gonna come around, okay? I'm coming around. Wait, Mommy. → 好。聽住。我要打爛塊窗，好嗎？你要移去前面。媽咪，我唔得！我好驚。好，我過嚟，好嗎？我過嚟。等陣，媽咪。
I'm here, Lindsey! → 我喺度，Lindsey！
I'm gonna go down. No, no, no! I'm going to go down. No, no, no! I'm going to go down. → 我要落水。唔好，唔好，唔好！我要落水。唔好，唔好，唔好！我要落水。
( gasping, coughing ) You all right? You okay? Mommy. Yes? I got you. Hold on. → （喘氣，咳）你冇事？你冇事？媽咪。係？我捉住你。撐住。
( indistinct radio chatter ) LINDSEY: The lady who was driving had pink hair. I don't remember her name. VEGA: But Lindsey, it was your father's car. Why wasn't he driving it? He had a stomachache. ( groaning ) Hang on. Just hang on. We'll get you to the hospital. I can't make it. Wait! Hey! ( tires screeching ) The lady got out, and then Daddy fell out. He didn't come back. Catherine? → （模糊嘅無線電對話）LINDSEY：揸車嗰個女人有粉紅色頭髮。我唔記得佢個名。VEGA：但Lindsey，係你爸爸嘅車。點解唔係佢揸？佢肚痛。（呻吟聲）撐住。撐住。我哋送你去醫院。我頂唔順。等陣！喂！（輪胎尖叫聲）個女人落咗車，然後爸爸跌咗出嚟。佢冇返嚟。Catherine？
Is Eddie the kind of guy that would leave his daughter abandoned in the back of a car? Never, never, never, no. He loves Lindsey. He'd never do that. Not willingly. ( hydraulic lift whirring ) Be very gentle with this car, guys. Mom? → Eddie係咪嗰種會將個女遺棄喺車尾嘅人？永遠，永遠，永遠，唔會。佢好愛Lindsey。佢永遠唔會咁做。唔會自願。（液壓升降機聲）小心啲對待呢架車，伙記。媽咪？
He's dead, isn't he? → 佢死咗，係咪？
I-I don't know, baby. I... I'm gonna go look for him, though. I'm just gonna be right over there. Okay, that's enough. → 我……我唔知，寶貝。我……不過我會去搵佢。我只係喺嗰邊。好，夠喇。
I want you to stay here with Detective Vega. Okay? → 我要你留喺度同Vega探員一齊。好嗎？
How you doing? → 你點樣？
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Drugs. Knowing Eddie's taste in women, I'd say that's a good bet. Hey, Catherine, you want to give me that? → 毒品。知道Eddie嘅女人品味，我話係好大機會。喂，Catherine，你俾我嗰個？
You shouldn't be handling evidence. You're not on the case. → 你唔應該處理證物。你冇份跟呢單案。
Stop it right there. → 停喺度。
STOKES: Hey, Doc. Hey. → STOKES：喂，醫生。喂。
Thought I'd come get an update on... Stinky here. Whew. Wow, that's horrible. I'm generally immune to the stench of a decomp, but, uh, two weeks of decay still tickles the vibrassae of my nasal vestibule. Yeah, I'll say. Hey, what's the foreign body lodged in his femur? Crank up the milliamps. lodged in his femur? Crank up the milliamps. → 諗住嚟聽吓……呢位臭先生嘅最新情況。呼。嘩，好恐怖。我通常對腐屍臭味免疫，但係，吓，兩個星期嘅腐爛仍然會刺激到我鼻前庭嘅鼻毛。係，我話係。喂，佢股骨度嵌住嘅異物係咩？開大啲毫安。嵌住嘅異物係咩？開大啲毫安。
Whiter than bone. Dense like a metal. What exactly are we looking at? Let's find out. → 比骨頭白。密度似金屬。我哋到底睇緊咩？等我哋睇吓。
Whew! → 呼！
I feel like Androcles pulling the thorn from the lion's paw. Looks like the tip of a needle. It probably broke off when it hit the bone. → 我覺得自己好似Androcles從獅子腳掌拔出荊棘。似係針頭尖端。可能撞到骨頭時斷咗。
BRASS: I've started to see into the future. Thanks to credit card reports, I see that our phone victim booked a room at the Tangiers for tonight. He was staying at the Sphere. Two hotel rooms in one night. He was a busy boy. → BRASS：我開始睇到未來。多得信用卡報告，我見到電話死者今晚喺Tangiers訂咗間房。佢之前住喺Sphere。一晚兩間酒店房。佢真係好忙。
Hello. ( chuckles ) Hello. You're late. Not-not that I mind. There's two of you? We work as a team. → 你好。（輕笑）你好。你遲到。唔係話我介意。你哋有兩個人？我哋係團隊合作。
What's in the kit? Latex gloves, cotton swabs, specimen jars, other evidence-gathering stuff. Wait a minute. Uh, what's going on here? You tell us. → 個工具箱有咩？乳膠手套，棉花棒，樣本瓶，其他收集證據嘅嘢。等陣。吓，呢度發生咩事？你話我哋知。
Oh, my God. You guys are cops. → 天啊。你哋係警察。
I'm, um... I'm really embarrassed. ( chuckles ) I've never done anything like this before, I swear. This room is registered to Trey Buchman. Who are you? Do we have to do names? Uh-huh. Rebecca McCormick. Look, I got a number from a guy who was giving out these cards on the Strip. I thought it would be fun. ( laughs ) I-I don't know what I was thinking. Am I under arrest? Not yet. ( beeping and whirring ) → 我，吓……我真係好尷尬。（輕笑）我以前從來未做過呢啲嘢，我發誓。呢間房係用Trey Buchman個名登記嘅。你係邊個？我哋要講名咩？嗯。Rebecca McCormick。係咁嘅，我喺Strip度有個男人派呢啲卡片，我攞咗個電話。我諗住會
Hey. Cracked my D.B.'s laptop. Got his appointment book.
Women's names. Hotels. Blocks of time. You know, Croix had this sweet apartment and this wad of cash. We thought he was selling drugs. He was selling himself. Gigolo. Paid to get laid. So was mine. Two victims, same profession. Ooh. What about the needle you found in the decomp? The micrometer pegged it as a 30-gauge.
Insulin dependents use needles that thin. Well, the decomp's too severe. We'll never get anything out of tox or the needle. I think we're working the same case.
Well, good thing my gigolo was organized. He used accounting software to keep track of his finances. Employment history?
( clears throat ) ( doorbell rings ) ( man screams in distance ) Mr. Grissom, Captain Brass, so nice to see you again. Good to hear things haven't changed around here. ( screaming continues ) I see you haven't changed, either. Trey Buchman, Croix Richards. They're both on my payroll. Hard workers, quite skilled. They're deceased. They'll be missed. Last year, you lost Mona Taylor. Now, two more employees. It's a risky business. Accusation? It's an observation. BRASS: These guys traded in sex, and, uh, I know you don't allow intercourse in your domain. Now, that is an accusation. I profit from the theatrics of pleasure, allowing people to play out their fantasies. Trey and Croix were independent contractors. GRISSOM: Lady Heather, what services did they provide?
WOMAN: Bad little pig boy. Bad, bad, bad. You sloppy, naughty, bad piggy. Oink, oink. ♪ Like an animal ♪ ♪ My whole existence is flawed ♪ ♪ You get me closer to God ♪ MAN ( over computer ): You've been a bad, bad girl. You're right. I deserve to be punished. WOMAN: Sit up straight. Yes. WOMAN: Sit up straight. Like this? Yes. HEATHER: Here it comes. I'm sorry. ( gasps ) Very, very bad. I'm sorry. ( man shouts in distance ) My dominion is also my domain. Ladyheather.com. So, Buchman and Richards were down here doing Internet porn? Not porn. Voyeurism in a brave new world. What would Aldous Huxley say? Well, if his credit card were valid, he could say anything he wanted at $3.95 a minute. Do you like my lipstick? MAN ( over computer ): Tighter. WOMAN: Say no, say no. MAN: No! Why? You've been staring at my lips. You have lovely lips. MAN: Like that, just like that. And a very successful business. Thanks. Thanks for your time. ( woman moaning ) WOMAN: Bad, bad. ( woman moaning ) WOMAN: Bad, bad. ( clears throat ) MAN: Yes, mommy. See you soon.
VEGA: So, after your recital, where did your dad take you? Leatherbey's. He got me a banana split. I like whipped cream... Did he have anything to drink? Did he have a beer, a glass of wine? Just water.
So, it was just the two of you?
VEGA: This lady you told us about-- the one who was driving, the one with the pink hair-- where did you meet her? I don't know. You remember, Lindsey. Just think about it.
I fell asleep in the car, and I woke up when we stopped. Was this at a house? No. It was a building. SIDLE: Was it an apartment building, maybe, or maybe an office building? I don't know. Why did you stop there?
Daddy said he had a meeting. He told me to stay in the car and keep the doors locked. You mean he left you in the car alone. Catherine... You mean he left you in the car alone. Catherine... Mom, Mom, it's okay. I said I could take care of myself. I told him I could stay in the car. Just don't be mad at him. He didn't do anything wrong. It's okay, Lindsey. Nobody's mad at anybody.
Can I talk to you for a second?
( sighs ) It's okay.
VEGA: This lady was at the building? She was outside in the parking lot. Eddie. Candeece! Baby! Where were you? What's the matter, honey? Sugar, what's the matter with you? Oh! This lady with the pink hair... was she your father's girlfriend?
I called you a million times! What are you talking about? Why didn't you answer your phone? Maybe. Well, he was mad at her. And-and then th-they were running back to the car. Daddy was holding his stomach.
( groaning ) Daddy, what's wrong? It's just a stomachache, honey. I'll be fine.
( phone ringing ) Willows. Yeah.
Catherine, you can't say good-bye in an autopsy room.
Hi, uh... Croix Richards and Trey Buchman. Same profession, same employer, same cause of death. Yeah. Insulin poisoning. Not your typical male MO. Lady Heather a suspect? I can't rule anybody out. Catherine... ( sighs ) I'm sorry about Eddie and your daughter. Uh, if... if you'd like to take some time off or... I'm okay. Lindsey's... We're okay.
STOKES: Hey, Catherine. BROWN: Hey. We heard about what happened. I'm so sorry. Yeah, if you or Lindsey I'm so sorry. Yeah, if you or Lindsey need anything at all... Thanks, you guys. Yeah. Thanks, you guys. Yeah. Why don't you catch us up. Yeah. Credit card transactions for Lady Heather's website. Both our victims worked in the chat room. We cross-referenced their clients. They're all ladies. And looks like both victims They're all ladies. And looks like both victims died approximately four weeks apart. BROWN: Killers usually don't stray too far from home. Especially for repeat crimes. Yeah, I'm squeezing the Las Vegas search area.
Got a vial full of blue boogers. GHB with food coloring. That's a date rape drug. Not anymore. You mix it with the right stimulant, like meth, you got a great party drug. SIDLE: Everyone's a chemist. Thanks.
GRISSOM: You know, we found a dark hair in Trey Buchman's hotel room at the Sphere.
I'll exclude everyone with light hair.
Whoa. Stop. Huh. Rebecca McCormick. 235 Desert Ranch Road. First time, my ass.
Hi. Sorry to keep you waiting. So, what can I do to help out the Las Vegas Crime Lab? You could tell us about your relationship with Croix Richards. Well, uh, I hired Croix Richards to dominate Rebecca.
Would you like a chocolate? Uh, they're Godiva. WILLOWS: No, thanks. I guess you could say that, uh, Mr. Richards worked for me. We were hoping that he might help ease some of Rebecca's sexual difficulties. WILLOWS: Extra-marital sex to help your relationship problems?
The problem wasn't with our relationship, it was with my wife's lack of experience. GRISSOM: Which Mr. Richards helped you with?
Yes. First over the Internet, and then we, uh, we met with him a few times. We? Yeah, yes. ( chuckles ) I participated in the sessions, yes.
Do you take this man to be your wedded husband? Love, honor, and obey. Say it! Love, honor, and obey. Say it!
And these sessions were held at Lady Heather's? Yes. Lady Heather thought it would be best if I was involved. I'm sure secrets would've made the problem worse, at that point. Mm.
Mrs. McCormick, did you meet Trey Buchman at Lady Heather's? Oh, I'm sorry, who? GRISSOM: He worked for Lady Heather as well. He's also dead. Oh, uh... I don't know who Trey Buchman is. Your wife does. Oh. I met Trey on Lady Heather's website. Our encounters were only online. Like this? Is this okay? No, it's not okay! Don't want to listen, you stupid bitch? GRISSOM: And the night you and I met at the Tangiers?
Croix was fun. Uh, I wanted more experience, variation. I made a date with Trey. He never showed up.
Well, Mrs. McCormick, I'd like to get a sample of your hair and DNA for comparison. Rebecca will give you anything that you need.
( dogs barking in distance ) ( bowl clanks )
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Yeah, I can put you in touch with her manager, Eddie Willows. Guy owes me a call. Make that five calls. If you talk to him, tell him he-he's got, like, eight hours of studio fees due. The penalties are running, okay? We've already seen him. He's in the morgue. Oh, that makes sense why he wasn't here last night. High-strung singer, no manager, that's always trouble. ♪ A trail of tears ♪ ♪ It takes me back ♪ ♪ To all my fears... ♪ I hate this! This sucks! Okay? Where's Eddie? I need Eddie here. Get back in the booth. Where are you? I need you here now. I cannot do this without help. Can I have a little privacy, please? Would you go in there and learn how to do your job? It sounds terrible in there, anyways. She started ragging on me. I didn't need the hot air, so I came back in. That's a cut, Enrique.
Let's take it from the bridge. Eddie was just in it for the quick score. You know, cut a demo, sell a contract, get a ride on the charts and you just ride that wave. This girl was different. Yeah, he was banging her. Yeah, but he had something for her, knowing how much potential she had. I never seen Eddie so dedicated. Nothing was gonna stop him from making her a star. Except maybe a .22 round in his gut. Stop, stop, stop. That's a cut, Enrique. Whoa, whoa, man. It sounds good from where I'm standing. What's up? Problem isn't the vocals, man, it's the extra bass line I keep getting from the Village People outside with that damn jackhammer. All right, Enrique, let's pick it up from the second chorus. Aren't recording studios supposed to be soundproof? Lady, if the guy standing next to you is Clive Davis, instead of a cop, it would be. After Candeece left, did you guys keep recording? Um, yeah, a few more hours. We were redoing a drum track.
We're gonna need to take a look at those tapes. BROWN: Okay, the hair on the left is from Trey Buchman's room at the Sphere hotel. The hair on the right is a sample we took from Rebecca McCormick. Cuticles on both are shiny and smooth. Telltale signs the hair has been treated. Cortex isn't letting any light through. It lets us know the hair's been colored. The medullas are continuous. I can't be definitive without DNA, but, uh, both hairs are consistent. They look like Rebecca McCormick's.
WILLOWS: So she lied to you guys at the hotel, she lied to us at the house. She's been with him, not just online. But her husband only knew about the guy he hired, Croix Richards. He had no idea that she hired Trey Buchman.
Steven McCormick wanted his wife to have a session. It's not uncommon. When a client achieves liberation, they often want their spouse to share that feeling. Though, in this particular instance, I advised the husband to pursue avenues more suited to the temperament of his marriage. Well, I guess you couldn't say no. I learned that Mr. McCormick is an investor in your Internet site. That's a matter of public record. Did he ever tell you, specifically, what his wife's problem was? The fault lay not in his wife, but in himself. Steven believed his wife was repressed, but once she opened up... A Pandora's Box? All the evils of their marriage unleashed?
May I? You may. Thank you, Lady Heather. You may. Thank you, Lady Heather.
Steven came to me three years ago in a state of confusion. I helped him clarify his need for dominance. You will control her only as well as you can read her.
Now read.
( grunts ) Our work enabled him to marry.
But he chose a woman who didn't understand the dynamics of a dominant-submissive relationship. Unfortunately, the language we speak in here doesn't necessarily translate to the world out there. No, in here, the submissive has the power. All he has to do is say the safety word, and everything stops.
Very good, Mr. Grissom.
I'm just repeating what I've heard. You're a good listener. Part of the job.
So, this is work? Yes. But I value your insight. I'm flattered. But you already seem to know the answers to your questions.
You keep me in proximity when I walk away, and when I'm close, you watch my lips.
Are you losing your hearing?
I'm losing my balance. Your sense of self? No. I know who I am. Do you? Yes, I do.
You can always say stop.
So can you.
Eddie's my manager, and it's no big secret. We were supposed to be working last night, and the jerk blew me off. VEGA: So, you never saw him last night? No. What happened to your wrist?
Oh, uh... I got, uh... um... Because, uh, according to Desert Palms Emergency Room, you came in last night with a fracture of the ulna. It's a common injury in car accidents-- air bag specific.
SIDLE ( over speaker ): Air bags are packed with cornstarch or talc. It helps them deploy. It also wreaks havoc on the eyes. We know you saw Eddie last night. We know that you were driving his car. It all happened so fast, you know? One minute I was, I was just outside getting some air and thinking, you know? And-and then... the next, my manager is stumbling towards me, bleeding.
Candeece, baby, I'm shot! Eddie! Oh, my God! Candeece, baby, I'm shot! Eddie! Oh, my God! ( gasping ) I'll get you to the car. Everything's gonna be okay, honey. Okay, don't be afraid. Sounds pretty heroic. Not really. When you're intimate with somebody, you can't imagine life without them.
We were partners.
I loved him. I thought I was gonna die. There were two other people in the car.
That's what I meant, you know? I thought we were all gonna die. Search and Rescue found Eddie's body 100 yards downstream. See, that's where it gets a little less heroic. We found Lindsey alone in a sinking car. I tried to get Eddie out. He was unconscious, and that... that kid kept screaming. ( stammers ) The current was really strong, and we got swept downstream. What was I supposed to do? Get to a phone, call the cops, call an ambulance, anything, actually, other than what you did. I'm just one person. Eddie is my priority, not that... that... stupid, screaming little brat.
I tried, I... You even think about my daughter again, I'll kill you. I will kill you. I will hunt you down and put you in the ground. Catherine. I will hunt you down and put you in the ground. Catherine. I will put you in the ground. Catherine. You saw that. She threatened me. I want a lawyer. What the hell are you doing? ( panting ) Do you know where you're at right now? I've been here a lot longer than you. And you should know better. And I wouldn't have to be here if you were doing your job properly. There is a difference between me doing my job, and you wanting to do it for me. You don't want to get the job done. What you want, right now, is revenge. You're gonna tell me what I want, huh? Go home, Catherine. Be with your daughter. She's the one that needs you.
GRISSOM: What did you consider this? A little civility before work, I think? Or a ritual to put us at ease. Or how about "In custom and ceremony, are innocence and beauty born." Yeats. "Prayer for My Daughter." Or our morning. Cream? Please.
Thank you. Sugar? I'm diabetic.
Type One? Mm-hmm. Injections. Used to mean injections. I changed to a pressure syringe.
Recently? Mm, a few weeks ago. Oh, it's a fascinating instrument. Would you like to see it?
Yes, I would. ( blowing ) But I'm afraid I'll need a warrant.
Excuse me.
( cell phone dialing ) It's Grissom. I need you to write paper on Lady Heather's medical paraphernalia-- specifically, an insulin kit and syringes.
I'm already there. I'll wait.
I think I just heard you say "stop."
BRASS: You lied to us, Mrs. McCormick. You said you only engaged in on-line sex with Trey Buchman. Your hair has a similar morphology to the hair that we found in Mr. Buchman's hotel suite. Well, "similar" doesn't mean me. No, but the DNA we also recovered from under the sheets does mean you. BRASS: Sounds like a physical encounter to me.
So, since I pay for sex, I must also be a murderer? No, it's just that everybody you pay for sex ends up dead. I don't like you.
Well, I guess I'll have to live with that. Here's something else you might not like.
Two months ago, your bank records show cash withdrawals totaling $50,000. BROWN: Same amount that we found in Croix Richards' apartment. Croix wasn't even half that good. Of course, that's still better than my husband.
You used to work for Latona Pharmaceuticals, right? Years ago. You sold synthetic insulin.
All right. ( chuckles ) We've had our fun, but I'm stopping it now. Any other questions you have can be directed to my lawyer.
Well, modern recording's all digital, so each track's recorded in a separate data file. By looking at the file modification times, we can approximate which tracks were recorded near the time of the shooting. Catherine left Eddie at 5:30 p.m. Lindsey's first call was logged at 10:55.
Let's see, well... only two tracks were laid down during that time interval. "7:41: acoustic guitar. 10:38: drum kit." Let's look at the drum track. ( medium-tempo drumbeat playing ) There's the kit drum. So, any irregularity in the pattern could be from an outside source. Yeah. Right here. A sudden change in amplitude. Can you isolate it? Yeah.
( distant bang amid drumming ) It sounds like gunfire. I'll play that again.
( distant bang amid drumming ) Let me take out the drums.
( gunshot ) ( faint whirring ) What is that?
Feels like an engine. V-twin, maybe a Harley. Must've been somebody else there. Think we got a witness? Or a suspect. Hey. I was able to pull the phone records for Candeece. She made six calls that night. First five went to Eddie. But not the last one. You got an address? MAN: I get all kind of calls. It could've been a girl that I slept with. Or a girl that I didn't sleep with. ( dog barking ) Could've been a wrong number. Since when do wrong numbers last for four minutes? Well, you hear a sexy voice for four minutes? Well, you hear a sexy voice on the phone, what are you gonna do, you gonna hang up? So, you do remember the call. I like your Harley.
Look, Kiner, you're on parole; you got no rights. Looking at two strikes. I'm not trying to pull a fast ball on you, but it's not the first time that you've talked to Candeece. KINER: All right, so maybe me and Candy are friends. VEGA: Were friends. You guys used to talk once a day. Then she stopped calling you, until last night. People change. She fell into a bad element.
Mr. Kiner, do you own this house? My father left it to me. Your father have a drug problem? We found GHB in your garage. "Georgia Home Boy." Tell us what happened with Eddie.
Candy needed help. EDDIE: Hey, hey, hey! What're you doing here, huh? Who the hell are you? What are you selling her drugs for? What are you doing? I wanted you clean, huh. Hey, come on. I wanted you clean, huh. Hey, come on. Hey, please... What do you want, huh? Is this what you want? ( gunshot ) I got on my hog. I got the hell out of there. What do you expect me to do? Go back to the joint for her?
Cuff him.
Quid pro quo, right? Steven invests in your business, and you kill the two guys who are messing around with his wife. I could help you, Mr. Brass... with your inadequacy. You know, I'd like that, Lady H. It's tough being me.
I'd like to feel more secure in my role as a homicide detective. But you know what really gets me wild? The truth. Are you up for that?
( over speaker ): Mr. Grissom collected samples of my insulin. He's undoubtedly identified it as non-synthetic. BRASS: He told me it was beef insulin. HEATHER: Which, I take it, matches the insulin found in the two victims. Do you know that only 7% of diabetics in this country use an animal-based insulin? And you import yours from Great Britain. HEATHER: Which narrows the field down even further. BRASS: Right into your dominion. My personal area is open. Anyone could've walked right in and stolen from me.
Is it something I said?
I'm disappointed in you.
But not surprised.
You fear me... because I've committed the one unforgivable act. No, it's more like two acts... of murder.
I know you. And I know that, in your heart, you don't believe I did this. BRASS: Lady Heather... this has nothing to do with heart. It's all about the evidence.
( phone ringing ) MAN ( over P.A. ): CSI Logan to the chem lab. Logan to the chem lab.
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Greg. I need you to process these right away. Priority. Grissom. We got a problem.
WILLOWS: Stranglings are intimate. Crime of passion.
( clattering ) ( thud ) Or not.
( indistinct radio chatter ) ( siren chirps )
Mr. McCormick, were you the one who found your wife? Yes. On the stairs? Yes.
May I see your hands, please?
Other side. → 另一邊。
They look clean. → 睇落好乾淨。
Mm. → 嗯。
Should they be? → 應該係咁㗎咩？
I don't know. If it were my spouse, I would've touched the body. Mm. I didn't. → 我唔知。如果係我配偶，我會掂吓個屍體。嗯。我冇掂。
Kiner is a drug dealer. Your drug dealer. No. Not anymore. Eddie got me off all that stuff. VEGA: You called Kiner. He came here. I tried to call Eddie. He had his phone off. He was with his pain-in-the-ass daughter and that psycho ex-wife of his. I was just alone in front of a microphone with my whole career riding on a demo. It's none of your business. ( indistinct shouting ) Hey, hey, Eddie. What? ( gunshot ) ( grunts ) ( gunshot ) ( grunts ) I thought Eddie wasn't coming. → Kiner係個毒販。你嘅毒販。唔係。而家唔係。Eddie幫我戒晒啲嘢。VEGA：你打俾Kiner。佢嚟咗呢度。我諗住打俾Eddie。佢熄咗電話。佢同佢個煩人女同埋個癲婆前妻一齊。我一個人企喺咪高峰前面，成個事業靠晒個Demo。關你咩事。（模糊叫喊聲）喂，喂，Eddie。做咩？（槍聲）（悶哼聲）（槍聲）（悶哼聲）我以為Eddie唔嚟。
I guess he was just late. → 我估佢只係遲咗。
The material we found in Rebecca McCormick's wound was nylon thread with fragments of ostrich feather. Oh, I know that look. We're going back to Lady Heather's. I can take care of this myself. Gil, do me a favor. Get a sports car. It's a lot cheaper and easier to handle. ( doorbell rings ) I'd like to come in. Of course you would. Say the magic word. → 我哋喺Rebecca McCormick傷口搵到嘅物料係尼龍線，有鴕鳥毛碎片。哦，我識呢個表情。我哋要返去Lady Heather's。我可以自己搞掂。Gil，幫個忙。買架跑車。平好多又易控制。（門鈴響）我想入嚟。梗係想啦。講句魔法咒語。
Warrant? We don't have one. → 搜查令？我哋冇。
GRISSOM: The, uh, submissive that was in here yesterday was wearing a feather boa. That would be Chloe. Chloe, uh...? Chloe Samms. She uses it as a garrote-- a way to control her breathing to heighten the experience for the dominant client. Hm. → GRISSOM：噚日喺呢度嗰個順從者戴咗條羽毛圍巾。應該係Chloe。Chloe，呃...？Chloe Samms。佢用嚟做絞索——控制呼吸，提升主導客戶嘅體驗。嗯。
Same scent as Trey Buchman's crime scene. Remember the strawberry foam? → 同Trey Buchman案發現場一樣嘅氣味。記唔記得嗰啲士多啤梨泡？
Do these belong to Chloe? I believe so. Do these belong to Chloe? I believe so. BRASS: Well, the shoes link Chloe to the nightclub, and this job links Chloe to the two vics. Where is she? She quit yesterday. I bet I know why. Well, if she's in town, I'll find her. → 呢啲係咪Chloe嘅？我認為係。呢啲係咪Chloe嘅？我認為係。BRASS：對鞋將Chloe同夜店連埋一齊，呢份工就將Chloe同兩個受害者連埋一齊。佢喺邊？佢噚日辭職。我實知點解。如果佢仲喺市區，我會搵到佢。
I owe you an apology. Apologies are just words. → 我欠你一個道歉。道歉只係說話。
So, you're calling it? → 咁你打算埋單？
I got two liars and no murder weapon... and no choice. I'm gonna nail the singer on child endangerment, and fleeing the scene, and the dealer goes up on possession for sale. → 我有兩個講大話嘅人，冇兇器……冇得揀。我會告個歌手危害兒童同埋逃離現場，個毒販就告藏有毒品作販賣用途。
( sighs ) What a great bedtime story for my little girl. → （嘆氣）真係個好床邊故事俾我個女。
Cat, I did my best. → Cat，我盡咗力㗎。
No-needle syringe used on the vic at the foam party. I recovered some epithelials from the plunger end, compared them to your reference sample. → 泡沫派對受害者身上用嘅無針注射器。我喺活塞尾端搵到啲上皮細胞，同你嘅參考樣本比較過。
That girl you have in custody, it's her DNA. Case closed. → 你拘留緊嗰個女仔，係佢嘅DNA。案件完結。
Thank you, Greg. → 多謝你，Greg。
Look familiar? → 睇落熟口熟面？
Insulin was injected into Trey Buchman's shoulder at this end... by you. → 胰島素喺呢邊注射入Trey Buchman膊頭……係你。
Your epithelials were found at the plunger end. Epithelials are skin cells filled with DNA. → 你嘅上皮細胞喺活塞尾端搵到。上皮細胞係充滿DNA嘅皮膚細胞。
Your genetic fingerprint. BRASS: So, you're gonna tell us why, and you're gonna tell us why you strangled Rebecca McCormick. → 你嘅基因指紋。BRASS：咁你就要話俾我哋知點解，同埋點解你勒死Rebecca McCormick。
For Steven. → 為咗Steven。
I belong to him. → 我屬於佢。
McCORMICK: Chloe had a problem controlling her emotions. She let things get personal. Define "personal," in your crowd. In my "crowd"? Yeah. In my "crowd"? Yeah. → McCORMICK：Chloe控制唔到情緒。佢將啲嘢變得太個人化。喺你哋圈子入面，「個人化」係咩意思？我嘅「圈子」？係。我嘅「圈子」？係。
( moaning ) GRISSOM: So, you started seeing each other outside of Lady Heather's? We'd meet occasionally, yes. Listen... my wife had a problem with sex. Sounds like she had a problem with you, pal. → （呻吟聲）GRISSOM：所以你哋喺Lady Heather's出面開始見面？我哋間中會見面，係。聽講……我老婆對性有問題。聽落似係佢對你有問題，老友。
My wife had a problem with sex. And at Lady Heather's, I fixed her. Oh, you fixed her? Yes. She stay fixed? Yes. She stay fixed? Yeah, you fixed her so good that she started spending your money to get other men to give her what you couldn't. Rebecca was out of control. So you got her to kill Richards and Buchman. No, I didn't. And then you told her to kill your wife. No, I loved my wife. I didn't tell Chloe to do anything. What happened? She killed Richards and Buchman on her own. → 我老婆對性有問題。喺Lady Heather's，我搞掂咗佢。哦，你搞掂咗佢？係。佢有冇保持到？係。佢有冇保持到？係，你搞掂得佢咁好，佢開始用你嘅錢搵其他男人俾你俾唔到佢嘅嘢。Rebecca失控咗。所以你叫佢殺Richards同Buchman。唔係，我冇。然後你叫佢殺你老婆。唔係，我愛我老婆。我冇叫Chloe做任何嘢。發生咩事？佢自己殺咗Richards同Buchman。
Okay. → 好。
Chloe thought that killing your wife's lovers would please you. → Chloe覺得殺咗你老婆嘅情人會令你開心。
And it did please you. I told her to stop. But she didn't obey you. She killed your wife. → 而你確實開心。我叫佢停手。但佢冇聽你話。佢殺咗你老婆。
You couldn't make Chloe do what you wanted. → 你控制唔到Chloe做你想佢做嘅嘢。
All that time at Lady Heather's, and you never learned that the submissive is the one in control? → 喺Lady Heather's咁耐，你都冇學到順從者先係控制嗰個？
I told her to stop. → 我叫佢停手。
( Catherine crying ) → （Catherine喊緊）
♪ Stay tonight ♪ → ♪ 今晚留低 ♪
♪ We'll watch the full moon ♪ ♪ Rising... ♪ It's okay, Mommy. It's okay. ♪ Hold on tight... ♪ It's okay. → ♪ 我哋一齊睇滿月 ♪ ♪ 升起…… ♪ 冇事㗎，媽咪。冇事㗎。♪ 捉緊…… ♪ 冇事㗎。
♪ The sky is breaking ♪ → ♪ 天空裂開 ♪
♪ I don't ever want to be ♪ ♪ Alone ♪ ♪ With all my darkest ♪ ♪ Dreaming ♪ ♪ Hold me close. ♪ ♪ → ♪ 我永遠唔想 ♪ ♪ 孤單 ♪ ♪ 帶住我最黑暗 ♪ ♪ 嘅夢 ♪ ♪ 抱緊我。 ♪ ♪