I'm right here, Marisol.
Right next to you.
Don't ever leave me.
Never.
CAINE: What happened? A car's blocking the way.
They're not moving. I don't understand.
They're here for me.
I'm getting out.
Sweetheart, I have to get out here.
They'll take you to the hospital, but I'll meet you there, all right?
You hang in there.
We can spend a weekend in the country.
It'll be great.
So are you happy with your new husband?
Yeah.
Marisol, there's something I have to tell you.
This officer will be escorting you until the trial is over.
I don't understand.
These are very, very dangerous people.
Anyone connected to this case must have police protection, including families.
So this is what remission feels like.
I need to remind you that you fought and you won, didn't you?
Yeah.
Listen, tonight I was thinking...
( pager beeps ) Casa... Tua?
Casa Tua. Sounds good.
Are you up?
I'm up.
See you later?
I'll see you tonight.
Love you.
I love you.
You, uh...
You don't let her out of your sight, right?
CSI Wolfe, what exactly is your role in this case?
I processed the firearm evidence on the day the Mala Noches were apprehended.
Can you confirm that this was the weapon seized from the defendant Raphael Sifuentes on the afternoon of the shootout at the Quarry?
Get on the ground!
Get on the ground! Now!
( siren wailing ) Move! Move! Move!
So, Raphael, you and your buddies shot up the cemetery and then broke into the Livingston house.
You got some good story there, B.
Yes.
I can.
Thank you.
The Prosecution calls Antonio Riaz.
BAILIFF: Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth...
You're a Mala Noche member, correct, Mr. Riaz?
Yeah. And yet, you're testifying against them.
Couldn't that get you killed?
I need to do the right thing.
Is this the gun you gave to Mr. Sifuentes?
You're a dead man, Riaz!
You hear me? A dead man!
I ask you again.
Is this the gun?
I-I-I'm not sure.
You're saying this isn't the gun?
No, I-I don't think it is.
But you stated to detectives that it was, Mr. Riaz.
Can-Can I see it again?
Maybe, maybe I didn't see it right.
Head's up!
Security 911! Bailiff!
Code 73. Security, Courtroom 12, stat.
Lieutenant Caine.
You help me and I'll help you.
You're already dead, brother.
Join the club.
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How many people were killed?
Were any of the assailants foreign nationals?
What sort of leads do you have in this case?
Has the bailiff's family been notified?
Horatio.
The fugitives are Raphael Sifuentes and Antonio Riaz, both Noches, both dangerous.
Who's the shooter?
Jose Torillo, farther down the Noche food chain.
Frank, it looks like the witness faked testimony to get close to the gun.
We put out a BOLO on the escape vehicle.
We're blanketing the city.
We've gotta find them.
Great.
( elevator bell rings ) Eric.
Your girlfriend just broke my window.
Hey, hey, slow down. What girlfriend?
What window?
My car window. Gloria broke it.
You're sure it was Gloria? Who else?
She called me the entire time we were seeing each other.
She's, like, the hang-up queen.
Somebody might want to tell her about caller ID..
All right, look. I'm gonna call her and tell her to back off.
Well, I dealt with this when we were together.
But now? I mean, seriously, I don't even know how you put up with somebody so crazy.
I've told you, I didn't.
I went out with her a few times.
She's crazy, I moved on.
Well, somebody didn't give her that message and now she owes me a window.
I said I will take care of it.
Yeah, I mean, you better.
All right, well we know how the gun got in here, but evidence is cleared before it's stored.
So I guess the question is how'd the bullets get in here?
SWAT checked the courtroom, didn't they?
Yeah, it was swept immediately before the trial started-- everything was clean.
Well, it got dirty.
Where was the shooter sitting?
Over there.
Packing tape.
A loaded magazine was taped under there.
Our shooter knew exactly where to find it.
BAILIFF: Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help you God?
But who put it there for him to find?
Someone on the inside.
Let me see the tape, I'll have Delko check it for prints.
Got something?
Yeah.
Let's hope it leads to something else.
I heard you're having girl trouble.
Everyone hears everything in this place?
Yeah. Still, is the rumor true?
You remember Gloria?
Oh, the crazy one.
She was into Raike massage.
Uh-huh, and skydiving.
And hunting if I recall.
That's quite a potent combination.
Yeah, well it didn't hurt that she looked the way she did, either.
Yeah, well, see that's the problem.
You love crazy until crazy loves you.
Well, crazy has messed with every girl I've been with since.
And I think she just busted up Boa Vista's car.
So I've got to put a stop to it.
My advice: talk to her once as Eric Delko.
And then?
Talk to her again as a cop.
( chuckles ) I like you, you're ruthless.
Take a look.
It's from the courthouse employees' database.
DUQUESNE: Alan Parker, the janitor at the courthouse.
That's their inside man.
You have to understand, okay.
They threatened me.
DUQUESNE: A bailiff was was killed as a result of your actions.
And that's so far; there's still two dangerous killers out there.
They knew my daughters' names.
Their schools, their friends.
They said I'd never see them again.
So you cooperated.
I had to.
Look, all right, I'm sorry that people got hurt.
But I still have a family, okay?
I kept them safe.
Who approached you?
Some guy, some Latino guy.
Was it this guy?
Um, yeah. Yeah, that's the guy.
It's Truillo. It's a dead end.
CALLEIGH: How'd you get into the courthouse after SWAT swept and secured it?
About five minutes into the trial, one of the gallery members got sick.
So they cleared the court while I cleaned it.
JUDGE: Ten minute recess; jurors are to remain in the break area pending notification.
Five minutes in, that's not a coincidence.
Do you still have what you cleaned up?
Um, yeah.
I mean, it's-it's still in the janitor's closet.
Could help us find another piece of the puzzle.
You're gonna make me collect that, aren't you?
Mm-hmm.
Rank has its privileges.
I came as soon as you called.
Gloria, if you're going to call and bother people, okay, I'd appreciate it if you just called me.
You miss me?
No, I don't.
Well, that's good.
'Cause what would your wife think?
My wife?
What are you talking about?
Oh, that's sweet.
It still feels weird to say it, huh?
Wife.
What, are you crazy?
You see a ring on my finger?
Guy like you won't wear a ring.
Or maybe he doesn't want to.
I saw you at the courthouse.
You've been following me?
Well, I got news for you: that was my sister.
She got married.
You told me you didn't have siblings.
I didn't tell you a lot of things, Gloria.
You know why? Because with you, information is dangerous.
With me, a lot of things are dangerous.
You come near me or anyone that I know, and I'm going to arrest you.
Mm...
So that'll be the second time we use your cuffs.
So, guess what I found in my pile of puke.
Do I have to?
Coal.
And...?
And it's the active ingredient in ipecac.
Ipecac. Induces vomiting.
It also confirms that our puker was in on the courthouse shootout.
It was a diversionary tactic.
So this, my friend, is for you.
A vial of bile.
You're too good to me.
The force of vomit scrapes the esophagus, taking bits of the puker's skin along with his stomach content.
I'll let you know if I find a conspirator.
Thank you.
What?
So you're the upchuck specialist.
Didn't think we'd find you, did you, Benito?
Didn't know you guys were looking.
You were at the courthouse today, weren't you, Benito, helping bust out Sifuentes?
Clear the court. Ten minute recess.
I'm happy to have the rep. Yeah, well, you're not gonna be too happy where you're headed.
So you want me to snitch, huh?
Like Antonio Riaz?
Where is he Benito?
And Raphael Sifuentes?
Hey, you'll never find them.
So that tells me one thing, Benito. What?
You know where they are.
So where are they?
Not saying.
Well, then let me tell you where you'll find yourself-- in lockup, tagged with a rep as a snitch.
What?
But I didn't say nothing.
Not yet.
I assume you can write.
Let's go.
TRIPP: Japanese restaurant?
That's a good front.
Outside of Noche territory.
We're going to need a warrant, Frank.
( cell phone speed dials ) ( line rings ) ( line ringing ) ( cell phone speed dials ) Eric. I-I-I can't find him.
I can't find Horatio anywhere.
Mari, Mari, listen, slow down.
Slow down, okay?
I need to get a hold of him.
What happened?
Somebody vandalized my car.
They, um, they stole my purse.
I just ran into the store for a second. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Vandalized how?
They broke my window.
Do you think they're trying to send Horatio a message?
No. No, this has nothing to do with him.
It has to do with me.
You?
Yeah, it's personal.
I'll explain later.
I want you to take your car to the shop and I'll call you when I get your purse.
Yeah. Okay.
Thanks, little brother.
Sorry.
Gloria. Eric.
Two visits in one day.
I never understood, Gloria.
You got all of this, and you still want to harass me?
Money can't buy you love. I warned you.
Guess we're both spending the day warning people, huh?
No, you're threatening people, innocent people.
Now, where is Marisol's purse?
Oh.
You're here for your wife's stuff?
I told you, she's not my wife.
Then I don't have her stuff.
She's my sister.
All right?
Look, I've seen you and her together.
She has a wedding ring.
Her last name's Delko.
I can do the math. Good.
Then you can do the time.
I'll let the state attorney know to give you the max.
( sighs ) Okay, I'll get her purse.
You want to come in?
Get your checkbook, too.
For the window? Yeah.
For both of them.
Horatio.
Get the warrant, Frank?
Fastest I got one from anybody.
Gunfire in a courtroom will do that.
MAN ( over radio): Surrounding Japanese restaurant.
Four suspected Mala Noche gang members believed to be inside.
They are heavily armed and extremely dangerous.
Repeat, they are heavily armed and extremely dangerous.
Team seven to the flank; watch triangulation and fire.
OFFICER: One... two... three. ( gunshots ) All clear.
Restaurant's close to the courthouse.
Good place to disappear quickly.
Yes, and the cigarettes are still burning.
And there are the clothes.
Someone tipped them off we were coming.
Well, it wasn't Benito.
I've had guys sitting on him since we hooked him up.
No phone calls, no visitors.
Who else knew?
Only the judge who signed the warrant.
Who else?
I don't know-- clerk, state attorney?
What about the janitor, Frank?
What's going on?
Cops picked me up, told me nothing.
HORATIO: That's because you're going to do all the talking, Mr. Parker.
Hey, look, why don't we go inside or someplace else? What's the problem?
It's a beautiful day out here.
And it could be your last with the Mala Noches floating around, Mr. Parker.
We did some checking.
You have no daughters, no wife, which means no one to threaten.
All right, all right, it's true, all right?
I was in it for the money.
How did you tip them to us?
Every day, I get cell phone numbers from the Noches.
Burners.
I call them if I got a lead.
I saw your warrant issue-- confirmed copies, clerk's mail.
That was a hot tip?
Hey, listen, guys, all right? I don't know where they went-- I'm telling you.
Frank, check his cell phone.
MARISOL: Hey.
Where's your protection?
No, I just told him I was going to come see you.
You got my purse back.
Yeah. Look, I'm sorry it was taken in the first place.
Thank you. ( zipper whizzing ) Is everything still inside?
Yeah, the motive was never robbery.
This girl thought you were my wife.
Your wife?
( laughs ) She's not balanced, okay?
I'm actually glad that she didn't do something more serious.
Your girlfriend.
( scoffs ) What? What's up?
I thought I saw a glint or something.
Eric! Eric!
Francis. Horatio.
Shots were fired; The Delkos were hit.
Mari. Mari, you're going to be okay.
Sit down here, come on.
Eric, you okay?
I'm fine-- Marisol's been hit.
MAN: Lieutenant. Talk to me.
Projectile entered her abdomen.
It's still in her.
Okay, load her, I'm going with her.
All right, load her. Sweetheart, here we go.
I'm here.
We're going to go for a little ride.
Load her! Let's go!
( siren wailing ) Don't ever leave me.
Never.
What happened?
A car's blocking the way.
They're not moving-- I don't understand.
They're here for me.
I'm getting out.
( tires screeching ) Whoa, whoa, hold on!
I got you.
Radio the E.R.
Inbound G.S.W. is diving.
We have uncontrollable abdominal bleeding.
Stay down.
( grunts ) ( gunshot )
( mouthing ) I'm trying to get this back into you.' I can't find a vein!
Inserting subclavian line.
Lieutenant.
What do you think?
We were able to extract the bullet.
It entered her kidney and then penetrated her spleen, but we lost precious time with her.
Okay. In some way, I'm sorry to say, that car was more dangerous than the bullet.
What about her chances?
Well, she's stable right now. ( door opens ) I'll call you if her condition changes.
Thank you, doctor.
I can't believe this, H.
Did you call your parents yet?
Yeah. They're on the way.
Okay.
Eric...
You get the shooter, I'll get the driver.
You fight, Mari, okay?
You fight.
REPORTER: Three members of the Mala Noche gang have been taken into custody for attempted murder.
One is still at large, assumed armed and dangerous.
WOODS: The city's going crazy today.
Shooting up a courtroom, trying to kill Horatio in broad daylight?
Eric and Marisol!
Most dangerous kind of criminal is the one that doesn't care.
Well, at least they're down two for two.
Yeah, drop in the bucket.
How is she, Horatio?
She's in good hands, Alexx, but thank you for asking.
If there's anything I can do.
I appreciate it.
Mr. Wolfe, what is that?
It's a contact lens.
The force of the skid must have knocked it out.
Maybe that's why he didn't shoot at you-- couldn't see you.
Either way, this will have plenty of DNA from his tear ducts.
Let's get it to the lab.
I'll do it right away.
How's your sister?
My parents are with her right now.
I just figured I could do more for her out here, helping to find her shooter.
All right.
Well, let's get to work and see what we find.
It's most likely a Mala Noche shooter, but we have to follow the evidence.
We believe that the shots came from across the street.
We found the bullet that grazed your arm embedded in the post.
Why, what's up?
Nothing, I thought saw a glint or something.
Bullet traveled at a downward trajectory.
What caliber round was the shooter using?
A .308. It's a sniper caliber, which expands our search area considerably...
into Noche territory.
Judging by the depth and the angle of the bullet, I believe that the shots were fired from an elevated platform.
The bullet came from that building.
I saw a glint right before the shots rang out.
We have to extrapolate from the variables.
Depending on the distance, there are several different trajectories.
Well, if this is where your shooter was, they never expected us to find this spot.
Well, let's hope there's more to find.
Oh, I've got something.
It's a woman's fingernail.
Is there any chance the Noches are using female assassins?
No.
Those are Gloria's.
I saw them on her today.
I'm going to find her.
Eric?
If you find her... follow procedure, don't make it worse.
Valera. Status on the contact lens?
You were right, it was brimming with DNA.
Who'd we get? Your guy with the bad vision?
"Memmo Fierro."
That's the driver.
The guy who cut you off.
Problem is, there's no last known address.
We don't need it, we've got his car.
Thank you.
I ran a brand check on those cigarettes we got in the car ashtray.
They're Venenos.
Salvadoran.
These are Panamanian, and these are Bolivian.
And this car's registered in New York.
So it looks like everyone's headed to Miami, and I'm guessing not for vacation.
Not for a vacation, for a Universal, Mr. Wolfe.
Meeting of all the Noche heads.
It's why they broke Sifuentes out.
He must be a really big deal in the Noches.
What is this?
On the front tire rim?
It's blood.
I'll have DNA confirm it.
No, nobody was shot up there.
So what is it?
I don't know, get it to trace.
Get out of the car.
Get the hell out of the car!
What are you doing here?
What you mean is, you thought you got me with that shot, right? Tried to kill my sister, too!
Now open the trunk!
I didn't shoot her.
Open the trunk!
If you didn't shoot her, then what's this?
That isn't mine.
You're going to tell me you don't remember showing me that on our first date?
And you used it this afternoon?!
Hey. You... you have no proof of that.
No, but I will.
You know what?
I am beginning to remember why we broke up!
I never forgot!
You were right, the red substance you found on the wheel rim, wasn't biological.
So I ran it through the mass spec.
It's dye.
The city runs select tests to ensure that parasites and other foreign substances aren't transported through our water system.
They use it to check flow patterns.
So that's what this is.
Came from the sprinkler system.
So I called the WASD, and they told me only one part of the county is currently being tested.
Star Island.
That narrows it down, doesn't it?
Figured if there's a Universal, there's gonna be a lot of cars there.
And a lot of heat from those cars.
They'll use a house as a base of operations.
Be holed up there probably 24-36 hours.
So I had the satellite search for multiple heat sources.
( computer rapidly beeping ) Bingo.
"351 Star Island."
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( police shouting ) Don't move! Don't move!
( shouting and commotion ) OFFICER: Do it now! Hands behind your head!
Hands behind your head!
The party's over, Raphael.
You guys are pretty good.
The same can't be said about you, my friend.
TRIPP: Bad idea, Sifuentes.
Having that Universal the same day you bust out.
Well, you know, time ain't cheap.
Neither is life.
TRIPP: As we speak, sweeps are happening nationwide.
Noche's are going down.
They can thank you for that.
What you still talking to me for?
I want Memmo Fierro.
Memmo?
He's down in Mexico.
That's not true, is it, Raphael?
He ran an ambulance off the road, and my wife may die because of it.
Then why ask?
Because you know where he is.
You tell us, you can help yourself.
Got nothing on us.
On the contrary, Raphael, I've got your safe house.
Frank.
Officer Jessop's already on it.
We're going to find your compadre.
Calleigh, you have anything?
Yeah. I just finished my test fire of Gloria's rifle.
And?
And I was about to compare it to the bullet that we got from the wall.
But I can tell you that typical magazine to bolt action .308 holds five rounds.
I emptied this one, and I got three.
Which is consistent with two shots being fired at you and Marisol.
I never thought that it would go from breaking windows to this.
Wait a minute.
I don't think she did.
Why?
The striations don't match.
This isn't your gun, Gloria isn't your shooter.
I told you it wasn't me.
My sister's in the hospital, okay?
And whoever shot her is still out there.
I know you were there, okay?
We found your fingernail at the scene.
Now, tell me what the hell you saw.
Look, I followed you from my house.
I was all set up.
I had Marisol in my sights, and I...
Look, my mind was just screaming...
...but I couldn't pull the trigger.
And then I heard a shot.
I couldn't believe that that's what I was thinking of doing.
Eric, I'm so sorry.
Stop being sorry, okay, and start being helpful.
Where did the shot come from?
( gunshot ) Where did the shot come from?
From the right, above me.
Did it echo?
Yes.
Okay, then it came from a covered balcony.
Does that help?
You better hope so.
Officer Jessop.
That Universal safe house was a gold mine.
Found a ton of money and an arsenal in there, sir.
Yes, and a .308, I see.
Get it to Firearms, please.
Yes, sir.
So it was the Noches that shot Mari, huh?
Certainly looks that way, Eric.
We got to get them for this.
We're going to get them.
( cell phone ringing ) Delko.
Yes, Doctor.
I'll tell him.
Is that the hospital?
Yeah.
She's asking for you.
I'm on my way.
I'm gonna run with this.
Calleigh thinks she found where the shooter really was.
Eric, wait for me.
Don't be sad.
I have dinner plans tonight.
Casa Tua?
Casa Tua. 8:30?
8:30.
Did you get the good table?
Got the good table.
You, um...
You're not planning to...
You're not planning to stand me up, are you?
Never.
Should have accounted for the slight variance in trajectory when the bullet grazed your arm.
We were off by six degrees.
We were looking on the wrong floor.
There it is.
What?
GSR cone.
When a gun like this is fired, the escaping gasses settle.
So Memmo was definitely here.
Well, they took their gun back to the safe house, but not everything.
What is it?
Lo mas dulce de la cana.
It's two boutique-sized bottles of Yarmy rum.
Memmo must have tried to calm his nerves.
Only one hotel in Miami that uses these as a guest perk.
That's the Marano.
That must be where he's staying.
I imagine that you and Horatio are gonna want to take it from here.
Yeah.
H.
Okay.
I am so sorry.
We got Memmo Fierro.
Mm.
Tripp picked him up at the Marano Hotel, just like we thought.
Let's go.
FIERRO: Hey, let me out of here!
FIERRO ( muffled ): Hey, let me out!
Let me out of here!
Hey, I confessed already!
CAINE: Come on, let's go.
Memmo, in the unlikely event that I haven't made myself clear, you deserve to know that this is your last chance.
Hey, I already confessed.
I shot her.
Who put the hit on my sister?
Who gave the order?
Riaz. Antonio Riaz.
The snitch that was on the stand today?
Si.
He wanted you to know...
...it's his city now.
Memmo, now that you work for me, here's what I want you to do.
I want you to tell Mr. Riaz that I said he's a dead man.
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