April Rain

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science4me.net (Yeah, I'm doing awesome.

In the best shape of my life.)

- You've been taking your pills?

- Yeah, sure I'm taking 'em.

You seem kind of obsessed

with your body, Jonny.

In the past it's been a sign

you're off your meds.

Look, look, look.

It's good, right?

Some guys take steroids.

I don't. I don't need it.

I work it.

- Feel that.

- No, thank you, Jonny.

Yeah, do it.

Feel how hard I am.

I said no thank you, and

you're making me uncomfortable.

No, no, no. Maya, wait, wait.

Please, please don't go.

Just stay, here. I wanna

show you something, all right?

Look how hard I can punch,

right? I can protect people.

I can protect you.

There's bad guys out there, and I'll kill 'em.

No, wait, wait.

Maya, I don't want you

to leave.

I know you don't,

but I'm leaving.

Maya, just stay with me

a little, OK?

- You could read to me.

- Goodbye, Jonny.

- Hey, Stella.

- Hey, Maya.

Sorry I missed your call.

Everything OK?

I just left Jonny Franco's.

He is way off his meds.

We need to get him back

on injections, like, tomorrow.

And I'm gonna need backup.

I don't have extra staff

tomorrow.

Stella, he's pretty volatile.

I'm worried.

OK, I'll call Randy.

Thank you.

See you tomorrow.

Bye, Maya.

- Oh!

- We don't want you here.

Miss! Hey!

Hey! Miss!

Hello?

Hel... hello?

Are you... are you OK?

I got out of bed today

Swear to God

I couldn't see my face

I got out of bed today

Staring at a ghost

Oh, have you seen my ghost

Seen my ghost, seen my ghost

Oh, have you seen my ghost

Staring at the ground?

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Cracked 02x07

Hideaway

Originally Aired November 18, 2013

I got your text.

What's the story?

A mental health worker was

murdered last night

on her rounds.

Cause of death?

Single blow to the head.

No weapons on scene,

- no witnesses.

- This nurse, what was her name?

Maya Henson.

Oh, my god, Maya?

Maya...

You knew her?

Give us a minute.

Leo, I'm sorry.

Was... was she...

No, there was no sign

of sexual assault.

From what we can tell,

she died instantly.

I mean, she was...

Maya was one of the best.

So, you're thinking the killer

was one of her clients?

She was case manager

for a number of clients

with a history

of violence, so...

Her husband, Brendan.

He know yet?

He called in when she didn't

come home last night.

I have a detective doing

the death notification now.

This is gonna rip him apart.

They've been together

since high school, and I'm...

I was really good friends

with both of them.

You wanna take a pass

on this one?

No. I want to find out

who did this.

Maya Henson, age 36.

Worked out of

St. Stephen's.

Jogger found the body

this morning.

And the head wound is

the only injury?

Uh, yeah.

- We know what did it?

- Preliminary assessment says

the weapon had heft

and a sharp point.

Thank you. All right,

first thing we'll need is

a list of her appointments

yesterday.

I already asked her supervisor

to send it over.

With the ones who live near

here at the top of the list.

- Which, of course, you've already done.

- Problem is, her last

appointment is nowhere

near here, nor is her house.

Strange. This is a hard street

to find. Suburban maze.

So, Maya Henson didn't end up

here by accident.

What about the neighbours?

Have we started canvassing yet?

- Yeah, uniforms are on it.

- All right.

We need our own eyes out there.

- Someone's seen this girl.

- I'll help.

- Never done it.

- Yeah, good, you go with Poppy.

Leo and I will work backward

from her appointment book.

He's done her job; it'll be good

to have him with me.

And away from here.

OK, we're just about done here.

I got guys going both directions.

I'll call 'em, get you an update.

No, that's OK. Dr. Malone and I are

gonna canvass this street again.

What, you don't think your

dad's doing a good enough job?

Just trying to do my job, Dad.

Hey, how ya doin', sweetheart?

What's up?

- Listen, Ray, we missed this street.

- What?

I don't know

how the hell it happened.

We're gonna have

to start all over.

No, Ray, we've already done

that one already, OK?

What we've got to do is this dead end

over here; that's where we're

gonna go next, all right?

That's OK. Dr. Malone

and I got this covered.

We're doing it again.

OK, then, fancy pants.

See you later.

What the hell's a doctor

doing on a canvass?

She gonna take

everybody's pulse?

Maya called about Jonny,

but she seemed more concerned

than upset.

Should I have done something?

Jonny Franco didn't do it. He

spent the night with his mother.

These are the rest

of her clients.

Did Maya pay home visits

to anyone potentially violent?

No. I mean, everyone's

potentially violent.

Maya knew how to assess risk;

She was the best with

the volatile ones.

How's Brendan?

Have you talked to him?

He must be shattered.

No, I haven't yet.

How were things

between Maya and her husband?

You know,

the usual ups and downs.

What about her coworkers?

Did she do much socializing?

- I'm not sure what you're asking.

- I'm asking if Maya had

any other relationships

that we should know about.

Aidan, Maya wasn't like that.

Stella, was Maya seeing

someone else?

Look, your friend is

dead, Stella.

Please help us find

who killed her.

She told me things weren't

good with Brendan...

hadn't been for a while.

I... I think she was

seeing someone.

Do you know who, Stella?

I mean, can you give us a name?

I don't know.

I don't like any of the

clients for it. I mean, they're

not all alibied, but I think

this is about the affair.

All right, well,

see what the husband knows.

Brendan Dersh.

He's waiting for you.

And, Aidan, I want Leo

to sit in on the interview.

He's not gonna like

being used like that.

If putting Leo into the interview makes

the husband think he's not a suspect,

and gets us some answers,

that's what we do.

You think it's about the affair?

Get me some proof.

Where did it happen?

She was found

in Mimico.

- Mimico?

- Yeah.

- Did Maya know anybody out that way?

- No.

So, what was she doing

out there?

What are you not telling me?

Mr. Dersh, we think

your wife was seeing someone,

- possibly near where she was killed.

- But we don't know that

- for a fact.

- Yes, you do.

Who was it?

Mr. Dersh,

maybe for right now

you could just start by telling

us were you were last night.

I was at a bar.

- Were you with someone?

- No.

- Did you talk to anyone?

- No!

So, I guess that makes me

a suspect too.

I went to bed early.

I didn't

hear anything, not until the

police showed up this morning.

You said she isn't

from around here?

Never mind!

Have you got something to hide?!

Is there something that you're

hiding in there?!

You get a warrant, or you leave me

the hell alone.

Let me inside this house!

You let me in!

I told you an hour ago,

I don't want any cops in here.

I don't care what you want!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,

excuse me...

- Let go of me! Listen to me...

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