Episode 14,
Season 2
Title: Wild Card
Written by: Diane Ademu-John
Directed by:
Jesús Salvador Treviño
Original Air Date:
10 February 2003
Description:
Jordan investigates the stabbing death of a young
witness on whom the police and hard-edged detective Eric
Brazil were depending to convict a notorious murderer.
However, when the evidence points towards a police
officer as the possible killer, Jordan begins to suspect
the hard-charging detective played a larger role in
silencing this witness. Elsewhere, the discovery of a
pattern of homeless deaths leads Garret and morgue
newcomer Dr. Peter Winslow to a makeshift hospital
operated from a dockside warehouse by a local merchant.
FORENSICS
Guest
Stars:
Joe Maruzzo (Eric Brazil), Ivan Sergei (Dr. Peter
Winslow), Jack Noseworthy (Detective Jack Hannah), Jon
Polito (Dick), Damien Leake (Otis), Larry Drake (Tom),
Tom Towles (Bull Williamson), Frankie Jay Allison (Struther
Matthews), Clement E. Blake (), Christopher Ives (),
Bonnie Burroughs (), Billy Mayo (Cop), Khanya Mkhze ()
Random Facts:
Goofs:
Music:
Blue, Sonny Rollins
Hey Jordan, Peter Wolf
Cleo's Mood, Jr. Walker
Quotes:
Nigel:
Once upon a time there were four vestal virgins, and
the evil king had gotten wind of their plot and
moved them around to different floors and then
shuffled his men all around. And all seemed doomed
until the knight of hearts did the unthinkable.
Jordan: Died of boredom! Come on
man, we've been standing here for five minutes!
Peter: So this is how you guys cope with it huh?
Lily: Cope with what?
Peter: She's been dead for two
weeks. Not one of you has set foot in her
office. So what do you do. . . card tricks!
It's ironic considering your professions. I
guess there's dead people, and there's dead
people.
Hannah: …DEA, mayor’s office, district
attorney’s office.
Jordan: A lot of heavy weight for such thin ice.
Hannah: And this, this is my partner Eric Brazil.
Brazil: You through introducing her around? Did
she meet your mother yet?
Brazil: By a watch, we’ve been waiting on your
ass for 20 minutes.
Jordan: Is that your quant way of saying hello?
Jordan: Your informant was moonlighting as an
ice rink for the last 3 weeks. It takes time to thaw him
out properly without loosing evidence.
Hannah: Er, I was in there about 5 minutes ago
and some timer thingy went off.
Brazil: Sounds like the turkey is done. Time to
get it out of the oven.
Lily: Garret, I just
have to say I think you're being very stand
offish about this. She was your colleague,
your friend.
Garret: She was
a colleague, yes. A friend, no.
Peter: You know that case you handed me? That
stinky dead homeless guy? (to Lily) It’s the 5th one he
gave me this week. (to Garret) By the way thanks.
Brazil: When you’ve finished lamenting about the
state of today’s youth, I need a cause of death.
Jordan: That was his mother?
Brazil: So he had a mother. Who didn’t?
Jordan: Well apparently you!
Det Brazil: You're a
bitch!
Jordan: Yeah? So
are you.
Garret: Look I know
this is the last place you want to be.
Peter: That's not
true.
Garret: It's also
the only place that'll have you.
Jordan: (at the
shooting range) Do you come here often?
Brazil: Yeah to
relieve stress.
Jordan: Like Yoga, with
bullets.
Lily: (Cleaning out
Elaine's desk) This is the last of it.
Look at this picture . . . she looks like
the Mona Lisa.
Bug: Happy . . . sad
. . . who can tell?
Lily: I was
hoping these things could tell me, but none
of these pieces fit.
Bug: Her autopsy
report.
Lily: What?
Bug: When I look at
a photograph like that one, I can't make
heads or tails of it. But this! Now this I
can understand. I can read it like a diary.
Lily: Read it to me.
Bug: Did you know
that she dyed her hair? And not form grey
to black, but from black to red!
Lily: Aww, like me.
Bug: She had a hand stamp that didn't quite wash off for a
VIP box from the Fleet Centre. Bruins fan. Me too!
Lily: Hockey.
Bug: She had
calluses on the tips of her fingers, but
only on her left hand.
Lily: She was
playing guitar.
Bug: What?
Lily: Calluses . . .
they're from playing guitar.
Garret: About a month
ago she started asking if she could leave
early on Wednesdays. When I asked her why,
she told me she was pursuing an artistic
endeavor. So Elaine was a hockey loving,
guitar player, with a great dodge up?
Lily: She was also a
mother.
Garret: Yeah, yeah,
that I knew.
Lily: I just looked
it up . . . Jonathon Maddox Duchamps. The
odd thing is today is his birthday, 23rd! He would have been fourteen.
Garret: We had half a
dozen doctors in the building the night she
died. Not one of us could save her.
Lily: There was
nothing we could do.
Garret: Yeah, there
was nothing we could do.
Garret: The dead can’t speak for themselves,
so it’s natural to want to do it for them.
Peter: Hey, I’m just trying to figure out the
dynamic around here, get to know my fellow worker.
Garret: I’m not your fellow worker, I’m your
boss. So lose the attitude. Look I know this is the last
place you want to be.
Peter: That's not true.
Garret: It's also the only place that'll have
you.
Brazil: (to Jordan) Wow! Look at the brain on
you.
Matthews: (to Brazil) You’re kidding, right?
Shall I have my lawyer explain to you the legal system?
Brazil: Are you accusing me of something?
Jordan: Not yet. But just give me some time.
Peter: Alright, despite the 92% chance you are
going to want to rip my head off for pursuing this
thing. I’m pursuing it anyway. (knocks on the door)
Sorry.
Garret: I’ve got the sinking feeling this is
going to be your MO.
Peter: Yeah, well, if only to prove your first
assumptions about me wrong.
Garret: If he killed half a dozen men, you really
want to follow him unarmed down a back alley?
Peter: I see your point.
Dick: Hey, Maxamillion, do you think my
convertible is doing to be safe out there? I mean it’s
not like you picked the best neighborhood to buy a bar.
Max: I’ll keep that in mind when I buy a new one.
Dick: Well Jordy, you remember my idiot
ex-partner Tom, not to be confused with my idiot
ex-partner Otis.
Jack: You're as
psycho as he is.
Jordan: Yeah, but at
least my psychosis doesn't come with a body
count.
Nigel: Hey did you
figure out my card trick yet, love?
Jordan: Oh yeah, hours
ago.
Nigel: You're
bluffing.
Jordan: Well you'll
never know will you?
Jordan: Hey what are you
doing here?
Garret: Trying to stop a
train going over a cliff, how about you?
Jordan: Same . . . but
why bother?
Jordan: (Talking about
Elaine) I miss her! How strange, missing
someone you barely knew.
Garret: She sure seemed
to know you. Said you were obnoxious,
headstrong, and dressed inappropriately.
But somehow always managed to take the high
road.
Jordan: The high road .
. . Yeah that's me!
Jordan: I was doing some
hard thinking on the matter, and you're not
a bitch.
Brazil: That makes one
of us.
Jordan: I want to show
you a card trick. Ok, now if you can figure
out how I do this then you get your free bar
wench for the weekend.
Max: But if I can't?
Jordan: Well then baby's
got a new set of wheels.
Max: Ok, you're on .
. . fingers!
Jordan: Ok, so there
once was this kingdom by the sea, where an
evil king imprisoned these . . .
Max: Four young
maidens . . . yeah I know the trick! You
start Saturday!
Max: … I plan to take these jokers
for every dime of their pension. One hand at
a time.
Jordan: So how come you’re losing?
Jordan: My dad doesn’t have to bluff
you.
Dick: He doesn’t have to bluff, huh?
Jordan: No, all he has to do is sit
back and wait for you to make a mistake. And
you will.
Otis & Tom: Ooo!!!!
Jordan: Er Dad, just don’t lose the
house, my apartment isn’t big enough for the
both of us.
Nigel: So, what Peter was saying
earlier about us not dealing with Elaine’s
death.
Jordan: What about it?
Nigel: You believe it?
Jordan: What? That we would actually
seek out your idiotic card tricks in order
to avoid any semblance of pain we may be
feeling. Now why would you think that?
Jordan: …Someone shot this kid and
then methodically dug out each bullet with a
hunting knife.
Nigel: And then stabbed him a couple
of times for good measure? Wow, that’s gotta
hurt, don’t it!
Max: Or he didn’t have a plan in the
first place.
Jordan: Dad, the man had a plan.
Otis: Plan, no plan. The man now
needs a new plan.
Dick: Yeah, yeah, the kid’s been
found. Brazil’s whole case goes into the
crapper because of his quick temper.
Tom: So, what’s a killer to do?
Dick: …Game over.
Otis: ‘Til old girl Jordan here grabs
him by the gonads!
Bull: (To Garret) You see a train
running towards a cliff at 100 miles a hour.
Now maybe you’re the man who grabs a hundred
bodies readies the toe tags and waits at the
bottom of the hill. Or maybe you’re the man
who jumps on the train and tries to stop it.
I know which man I am, which one are you?
(walks away)
Peter: Well I’m the man who’s calling
the cops!
Jordan: How did you get in here?
Brazil: You’re well versed in
breaking and entering, why don’t you tell
me!
Nigel: Criminals always forget to
wipe off the bullet when they wipe off the
gun.
Nigel: Hey did you figure out my card
trick yet, love?
Jordan: Oh yeah, hours ago.
Nigel: You're bluffing.
Jordan: Well you'll never know will
you?
Hannah: …He said he was going to find
you and shut you up once and for all. So I
rushed down here to stop him. (Raising a gun
to Jordan) And I found you dead on the
floor.
Jordan: What?
Hannah: Yeah, he shot you and then he
shot himself.
Hannah: It’s more complicated than
that, but I don’t have the energy to explain
it to you.
Brazil: (After punching Hannah out)
Some Irishman, bringing a gun to a fist
fight.
Jordan: Hey what are you doing here?
Garret: Trying to stop a train going
over a cliff, how about you?
Jordan: Same . . . but why bother?
Garret: Listen, you office is cleared
out.
Jordan: (Talking about Elaine) I miss
her! How strange, missing someone you barely
knew.
Garret: She sure seemed to know you.
Said you were obnoxious, headstrong, and
dressed inappropriately. But somehow always
managed to take the high road.
Jordan: I was doing some hard
thinking on the matter, and you're not a
bitch.
Brazil: That makes one of us.
