Case: Man is
killed at a cloak and mask party
RizzIsles: Maura
has an opportunity to spend more time with Hope and to meet her half-sister;
Her half-sister figures out who she is and Maura ends up coming clean to Hope
too;
Maura: The
joy… of controlling how the hot water rises before a torrent of pressure
penetrates the tamped beans.
Jane: Okay. I’m done watching coffee porn.
Maura: How did
instant get in my cupboard?! (Sly look from Jane) You are so impatient!
Jane: Maura, I
just want a cup of coffee not a Roman orgy.
(Angela walks in in
a cute dress)
Jane: (double-take) Where are you going? A garden party?
Angela: I’m
going to work.
Jane: Like
that?!
Maura: I think
she looks beautiful! And I love your
shoes!
Angela: Oh,
thank you. It’s been a while since I’ve
worn high heels.
Jane: 30 years
is more than a while.
Jane: I think
my mom has a gentlemen caller.
Maura: Your mother
is a beautiful woman.
Jane: (matter of factly) My mother flosses in bed.
(Phone rings)
Maura: Oh. It’s Hope.
Jane: Answer
it!
Maura: What do
I say??
Jane: Hello
biological mom, Hope. My name is
Maura. I didn’t die at birth.
Maura: Shut
up.
Jane: You
shouldn’t say shut up.
Maura: Why did
I invite them here?! This place is a
wreck!!
Jane: (sarcastically appalled) Oh I’d be so embarrassed to invite anyone but
me here.
Jane: O! Saved by murder. C’mon.
Maura: No,
no. I have way too much to do.
Jane: Okay. I think I can do an autopsy by now.
Maura: I have
to take a shower.
Jane: Maura. Hot
water gets shut off in 3 minutes.
Bathroom’s that way.
Maura: I didn’t
even ask her if she was a Vegan. What if
she’s allergic to shellfish?
Jane: You just
said she’s a Vegan.
Maura: No I did
not.
Maura: I can’t
pull together a formal dinner in 10 hours!
Jane: Considering
it takes you 4 hours to make a cup of coffee.
(Maura starts
getting flustered)
Jane: No, no
no. Not the heavy breathing. Stop and I’ll help you. Call my mother. You flatter her. Tell her what a great cook she is. She’ll cook for you.
Maura: Such an
imposition.
Jane: Not if
you invite her to dinner.
Maura: Is this
your listing? It’s a beautiful property.
Realtor: Georgette
Wilkins. I have many other
properties. In all the exclusive
neighborhoods. Gimme a call. (Hands
Maura her card; Jane holds out her hand)
Jane: What
makes you think I can’t afford a $3m home?
Korsack: Division
Detective didin’t know what to make of it.
Maura: It’s
the entire right fossa triangularis and the scaffa.
Jane: Did ya
hear that Korsack? It’s a whole fossil
triangle with a scaffold.
Maura: It’s
the right ear.
Jane: I think
we’ve found the body that goes to that ear.
Maura: Well I’m
not prepared to say conclusively until I’ve tested tissue samples.
Jane: Maura he’s
got one ear!
Jane: What’s a
millionaire hedge fund manager doing in a garbage can in a mask and a cloak?
Maura: Hiding?
Jane: (laughing)
Thank you Sherlock Holmes.
Maura: (holding a heart) My preliminary examination indicates that
he experienced a cardiac event.
Jane: It was
quite an event.
Maura: You
haven’t heard the best part. Let’s talk
about his penis.
Jane: If we
must. (lifting sheet) I’m not
seeing much to talk about.
Maura: Did you
see the needle marks??
Jane: No! I didn’t look that close.
Maura: Injection
therapy is very popular.
Jane: Yea. Sure.
Who wouldn’t want to shoot up their privates?
Angela: I don’t
think Calin should’ve been forced to
have dinner with us.
Jane: Why
weren’t you this evolved when I was 18?!
(Maura pulls rolled
up towel out of cooler and offers to Jane)
Jane: (stares suspiciously) What is that?
Maura: A chilled
lavender towel. Put it on your
neck.
Jane: No. (looks
back down and keeps eating)
Maura: It’s
very soothing. It’s used for treating
animarrea, athletes foot, vaginitis.
Jane: I’m
eating. I don’t need to be soothed.
Maura: (putting towel around her own neck
instead) Our victim’s tox report
came back. No sign of his erectile
dysfunction medication.
Jane: Still
eating! He was injected with something;
what was it?
Maura: Still
testing. I dissected his heart
tissue. (Jane puts fork down) Whatever
drug was injected did cause a heart attack.
Frankie and Frost “rapping” and “dancing” to
“The Driz” and Crunk in the Trunk!
No. Words. …only watching it can TRULY capture its
AMAZINGNESS!!!
(Maura swabbing
dessert)
Jane: Is that last
night’s dessert? And am I about to get
sick?
Maura: I think
we’re a match.
Jane: You’re
not really my type.
Maura: Me and
Calin.
Jane: I think
we’re having different conversations.
Maura: I
donated anonymously.
Jane: Are you
going to take it out yourself too?! What
are you crazy?! No. No!
(Jane listens with
clear admiration and love)
Maura: What? You only need one kidney.
Jane: You’re
incredible.
Maura: You’d
do the same for one of your brothers.
Jane: They’d
have to be really, really nice. I’d
definitely do it for you though.
Sister Winfred: Children
are dying because of you!
The Driz: Shakin’ booty never killed nobody.
Sister
Winifred: Anybody. (storms
off)
Hope: It’s my
job as a mother to protect my child I failed.
Twice.
Maura: You
said your first baby died. How can that
be your fault? And Calin, she’s a
teenager. It’s her job to push you
away. It says that she’s strong. Because of you.
Hope: Maura, I feel like I’ve already lost my
daughter. Not to this illness, but--
Maura: (taking her hand, maintaining
composure) You haven’t. I know you haven’t.
Jane: Is that
what stopped his heart?
Maura: Well,
that’s what was injected into his penis.
(Other diners turn
to look)
Jane: You’re
gonna get us kicked out of this place.
Maura: Why? Because I said potassium chloride? (smirking)
(Reading menu)
Jane: What are
baby jewels and gems?
Maura: Lettuce.
Jane: We don’t
call those vertical room separators.
Maura: (smiling)
You mean the walls?
Jane: Lett-u-ce. Pre-ten-tious. (notices
suspect walking) Oh! She’s going to the bathroom!
Maura: I’m
coming.
Jane: What?!
No.
Maura: (urgent whispering) I have to pee!
Jane: You
better be telling the truth.
Maura: All
mammals have to pee.
Maura: (applying lipstick in bathroom mirror) Hi.
It’s safe to talk in front of me.
I’m working on the case too.
Maura: Before
we do anything. May I have one of your
hairs with the root ball attached please?
Realtor/Suspect: What??
Ew.
(Maura potentially
offended face)
Maura: YES!! (smiling
seductively) What are we going to
wear?? I have never been a high class
hooker before! (Jane groans and walks away) What??
Maura: I hate
this outfit.
Jane: Would
you stop complaining about the outfit already.
Maura: (whiny)
Why couldn’t we dress up like call girls?? They look so cute!
Jane: They
have to take their clothes OFF, Maura.
Maura: Oh.
Jane: Let’s
find a place for your science kit.
(Guys checking out
hookers on surveillance)
Jane: You guys
know we can hear you, right?
(Drunk hooker sees Maura
in the bathroom; Maura quickly scrambles to hide science kit)
Hooker: Wow. How’d you get in?
Maura: (posing and smiling) What do you mean?
Hooker: You’re like not even a indium.
Maura: AN indium.
Hooker: So what are you like tin or something?
Jane: We’re
like aluminum foil.
Jane: I’m
gonna go check out the Leather Room.
Maura: Leather
certainly bears further study. It’s a
historical fetish. (looks into microscope; Jane walks out) Think about it. Corsets, dog collars, (looks up to see she’s alone; keeps talking quietly) whips, belts.
Maura: These
are the lab results for the jelly-like substance on Neil’s cloak. It’s calcium alcitate.
Jane: Otherwise
known as…
Maura: (opening front door) Cailin, hi.
Cailin: Do you know what the name Cailin means?
Maura: No.
Cailin: It means uncertain. That’s the name that my mother picked for
me. Maura means great.
Maura: Yes, I know. (looks down)
Cailin: That’s the name
she picked for you.
Maura: Cailin, please
let me explain.
Cailin: Can you
explain why (pulling up article on her
iPad) you called my mother, out-of-the-blue? With some bullshit story
Maura: This is very
complicated.
Cailin: She’s trying to
bond with me now, since I’m dying. Ya
know. Makeup for all those years she
wasn’t there.
Maura: You’re not
going to die.
Cailin: (mock mother tone) Don’t, don’t do what I did,
Cailin. Right. Like I’m gonna have time to fall in love, (getting choked up) get pregnant, have a
baby… hold that baby once before she dies.
You um, you put it back up. I
went snooping. I found it, in the
bathroom. I mean it is my mother isn’t it.
And that’s that’s your gravestone.
Which is weird because you look okay to me.
Maura: Please just
let me explain. I didn’t mean for
anything of this t--
Cailin: Do you have
any idea what it’s like?! To grow up in
the shadow of a dead baby?! I was never
enough.
Maura: You are more
than enough. She loves you. I know you think I should have told her. I should have told the both of you--
Cailin: Yea. Yea.
Maura: I want to help
you.
Cailin: I don’t want YOUR
help. And I don’t want your kidney
either. (off Maura’s face) Yea… yea I
thought that was you. You just, you don’t
get a match like that from a stranger.
Maura: (trying to fight her emotions) Please don’t
throw your life away because of what you think of me.
Cailin: I don’t want
ANY part of you living in me.
Hope walks in,
frenzied.
Hope: Cailin! What is going on?
Cailin: You followed
me?
Hope: Well you took
our car.
Cailin: So you called
the police?!
Maura: (interrupting, tearful) Hope. There’s something I need to tell you. I’m Paddy Doyle’s daughter.
Hope: What?!
Maura: I’m your
daughter. I know that must be strange to
hear.
Hope: Don’t say
that. (pulls Cailin closer) This
is my daughter.
Maura: (crying) Paddy told you that I died at birth. I am not looking to be your daughter. I have a mother and a father. I just wanted you to know--
Hope: Just
stop! I don’t know who you are or what
you want, but I’ve had about as much as I can bear. (pulling
on Cailin) Cailin, honey. Let’s just go.
(Hope/Cailin
leave – Cailin keeps eye contact with Maura; Maura cries)
Jane: I don’t know
what to say…
Maura: (crying) Out of all the scenarios I thought of, that was
not one of them.
Jane: She’s in denial. She’s in shock. Imagine.
How would you react if a grown woman walked up to you and said “how ya
doing? I’m your, dead, baby”?
Maura: (sighing) What about Cailin? If she doesn’t let me help her, she’ll die.
Jane: Maura, you can’t
force your kidney on her.
Maura: (crying) I wish I could… I never, ever, meant to cause
them any pain. It’s just so awful.
Jane: I tried
to warn you. Family sucks. (offering
tissue) Blow.
Maura: No. I’m all cried out. I’m done.
I’m done. And actually, (poking Jane) I’m a little insulted.
Jane: What’d I
do?
Maura: That
girl rejected my kidney.
Jane: (appalled)
The nerve.
Maura: It’s a
very nice kidney!
Jane: I’m sure
it is. (Maura laughing) You should
keep it. In YOUR body. Just sayin.
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