Post by CC Fan on Jun 1, 2005 0:41:47 GMT -5
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January 2, 1982
The Patrick Brea Salon, which is clearly the see-and-be-seen place, as evidenced by the abundance of wealthy-looking women and free-flowing champagne. As we hear David Bowie/Queen’s “Under Pressure,” an attractive brunette tells her hairdresser that her husband is letting her decorate the house however she wants, since he’s at the hospital all the time anyway. She’s come up with a winning combination: leopard-print furniture, Persian rugs, and Faberge eggs. Oh, honey. Please. Hire someone. A blonde sweeping hair off the floor suggests that she get a neon sign with her name on it and put it in the living room, and, strangely enough, she’s not being sarcastic. My, but the 80s were a disturbing decade. Our erstwhile decorator smiles and tactfully says she was thinking more “classical.” Um, so what, exactly, about leopard print furniture is classical?
The door opens, and the hairdresser tells her client, Lindsay, that her doctor’s here. Lindsay is clearly surprised to see him, and gets up to meet him, where she notices that the aforementioned doctor, her husband, Steven, is sweating and panicky, and she asks if he’s okay. He tells her, without preamble, that Allen died. Lindsay is confused, saying that she thought Steven was going to operate on Allen, and Steven explains that Allen died during surgery, and that things are about to get ugly. Lindsay is shocked, and absently pulls off her smock and hands it to the hairdresser in exchange for her purse. The hairdresser tells Lindsay not to worry about the bill, and she and Steven leave.
At an upscale house, scattered among the Faberge eggs and Persian rugs, Lindsay lies dead on the floor. Her evidence boxes, marked “Closed,” are placed on the shelf.
A rough-looking neighborhood. Lilly heads into a squalid apartment, where Stillman’s finishing up a phone call. She comments that the place looks ransacked, but Stillman tells her it’s “junkie housekeeping.” He then says that the victim is 44-year-old Melanie Cassell, dead of an apparent heroin overdose. Jeffries comments that they’re probably not there because an apartment came on the market. Indeed they are not, as Stillman asks the detectives if they remember the Lindsay Chase murder. Lilly does, of course, and fills us in: Dr. Steven Chase was convicted in 1982 of murdering his wife for the insurance money, and Stillman adds that, during the 23 years Steven has been in prison, he’s told the same story: that he was upstairs, heard a gunshot, and came downstairs to find Lindsay’s body and a shaggy man and blonde woman fleeing the scene. Jeffries adds that no evidence of the pair’s existence was ever found. Stillman then hands Lilly a ring found on Melanie’s body, which contains the inscription, “Dr. Chase, all my love, Lindsay.” Jeffries surmises that this is Steven Chase’s ring, and Stillman pulls back the covers on the bed to show them that the ring ended up on a blonde woman.
Credits.
Evidence warehouse. The detectives are going through Lindsay’s evidence boxes, and Vera complains that one entire box is full of records of “wacked-out” phone calls from helpful citizens saying they saw the Blonde-Shaggy Duo. “Gotta love the specifics,” Jeffries comments. Stillman adds that the jury didn’t buy Steven’s story and convicted him in two hours. Lilly explains that the Chases’ problems began when Steven’s patient, and friend, Allen Moore, died on the table, his widow, Diane, sued the Chases for malpractice, and Steven’s medical license was suspended. Jeffries points out that this meant they lost their income, but that Lindsay had a million-dollar life insurance policy, and wound up dead in her own living room. Lilly says the gun was never found, but Stillman produces a receipt for a .38 purchased by Steven Chase a few months before the murder. Vera wonders how a top-notch surgeon winds up strapped for cash, and Lilly checks the records and learns that they were making $10,000 a month, but spending $14,000. My goodness, that’s a lot of leopard-print furniture and Faberge eggs! Stillman explains that it was the 1980s; “Why save for a rainy day when the sun’s always shining?” Vera asks if the dead junkie from that morning might be half of the Blonde-Shaggy Duo, and Lilly points out that she did end up with the doctor’s ring. Stillman comments that it’s a lousy alibi, but Steven’s been sticking to it for a long time.
Jail. Lilly and Jeffries chat with Steven. Lilly tells him that he was quite the news story in 1982, and Jeffries adds that the city followed the trial like it was a World Series. Steven says it’s called “Schadenfreude,” except I can’t help but notice that he doesn’t pronounce it correctly. Lilly says they’re just dumb cops, so he’ll have to talk down to them, and he explains that “Schadenfreude” is taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune; the higher you fly, the harder you fall. Lilly plays along, saying the rich doctor with a beautiful wife suddenly hits a wall, and Steven finishes the story: now he lives in a box with the scum of society. Jeffries points out that there was also a stack of evidence against him, and Lilly mentions the receipt for the gun. Steven says the gun was for him, that he had dark days. Jeffries asks about the flimsy Blonde-Shaggy alibi, and Steven says if he was lying, he’d have come up with a better story. Lilly shows him a picture of the ring, and he recognizes it as Lindsay’s gift to him when he graduated from medical school, then asks how the detectives got it. They don’t answer. Lilly asks instead about the patient he lost, and Steven explains that Allen and Diane were their best friends, but he made a mistake and changed the course of all their lives. He goes on to say that he couldn’t face Diane and shrank back, but Lindsay didn’t.
Moore home, where Duran Duran’s “Save A Prayer” plays. It’s clearly just after the funeral, as Diane is seen hugging black-clad mourners. Steven and Lindsay walk in, and Steven says they shouldn’t be there. Lindsay disagrees, but Steven protests that he doesn’t even know what to say to Diane. Lindsay’s confident that he will know; that he always does. All the mourners stare as the Chases approach Diane, and Lindsay hugs her and tells her she’s so sorry. Diane demands to know what they’re doing there, and Lindsay says they loved Allen. “You killed him,” Diane points out, looking at Steven. Lindsay protests that it was a horrible accident, but Diane says she’s contacted a lawyer; she wants them to know what it feels like to lose something. Steven finally speaks and says he’s sorry for her loss; Diane says he’ll be sorry for his losses. Steven leaves, and after a moment, Lindsay follows.
Jeffries says this sounds like a threat; Steven protests that Diane was in shock and grieving. Lilly says this is when people sometimes do things they couldn’t normally stomach. Think the writers are trying to explain the behavior of a certain detective? Steven reiterates his Shaggy-Blonde theory, and says that Diane was a brunette. Jeffries says that nobody had motive like Diane, and Steven says it’s not possible, that they weren’t those kind of people. “No one ever is,” Lilly replies.
Moore home. Scotty approaches Diane, who I can’t help but notice is now blonde. “Do I know you?” she asks, the look on her face indicating that she might like to. Scotty introduces himself and compliments her car, and she says it gets her there. He says he’s there about Lindsay Chase’s murder, and Diane laments the fact that poor Steven has been in jail for that for 20 years. “Poor Steven?” Scotty repeats.
Diane says that Steven was a good friend, at one time. Scotty tells her she’s singing a different tune than she was in 1982, that he heard she gave it to them pretty good at Allen’s funeral and sent them away. Diane tells him she was out of her head when she lost Allen couldn’t see past the pain, and wanted the Chases to suffer like she had. Scotty concludes that this explains the lawsuit, and Diane says it broke the Chases: they were cash-poor and couldn’t pay their mortgage. Scotty adds that Steven was depressed, and Diane comments that it was a horror show, and she couldn’t get enough.
Patrick Brea Salon. Manhattan Production Music plays “Still In Pain.” Diane sits in the chair, mid-appointment, when Lindsay walks in. The hairdresser greets Lindsay and asks if she needs a color, and she says she does, but that’s not why she’s there: she’s looking for employment. She says she has no professional experience, but is good with hair and nails. Diane b*tches that she’s got aerobics in 20 minutes, and the hairdresser, Kitty, asks for two seconds. As an aside, why would any sane person get their hair done 20 minutes before an aerobics class? Diane insists that Kitty return to her now, because she’s the one paying her. Kitty pulls Lindsay aside and tells her that the only opening she has is for someone to sweep the hair off the floor, but it’s minimum wage, and it’s her friends’ hair. Lindsay says that they’re not her friends anymore, so she doesn’t mind, and she just needs to make enough for groceries until Steven gets better. Kitty agrees, and welcomes Lindsay, telling her that it’s going to be great. Diane makes a show of shaking the hair off her smock.
Diane says at the time, she enjoyed watching Lindsay suffer, but now she thinks she might have caused her death: that the lawsuit might have driven Steven over the edge.
Squad room. Stillman asks Vera if he’s got any more information on the dead junkie, and Vera summarizes her glorious past: bouncing from job to job, with a few stints in rehab, and no connection to the Chases. He asks if Scotty had better luck, and Stillman fills Vera in on Lindsay’s employment at the salon. Jeffries comes in then, telling them that the IRS has no record of Lindsay’s employment at the Patrick Brea Salon, or anywhere else. The name of the salon rings a bell with Vera, who checks the file again and tells us that Melanie Cassell worked at the same salon at the same time Lindsay did. Jeffries concludes that Lindsay and the blonde junkie were co-workers.
Patrick Brea Salon, which is now Katarine’s Salon and Day Spa. Lilly and Jeffries ask for Kitty Shaw, and she’s there, but goes by Katarine now, figuring that if she upgraded the name, the rest would follow. It seems to have worked. Lilly and Jeffries say they’re there about Lindsay Chase’s murder, and Kitty ushers them into her office. They ask if she knew Melanie Cassell, and Kitty remembers her from, “like, a million years ago,” then asks why. They fill her in: that Melanie’s dead of a heroin overdose, and they’re taking another look at Lindsay’s murder. Kitty’s confused, remembering Steven’s conviction. The detectives ask about the lack of employment records, and Kitty confirms that Melanie and Lindsay both worked at the salon, but were paid under the table. Kitty reminisces that Melanie and Lindsay were a culture clash. Jeffries asks if Melanie didn’t appreciate the extra help with the broom, but Kitty says she didn’t think Melanie viewed Lindsay as a helpful presence in her life.
Nightclub, where we hear .38 Special’s “Caught Up In You.” Lindsay’s doing shots, and Kitty comes up to the table with a fresh drink and asks her if she feels better. Lindsay apologizes, saying that Kitty probably had other plans, and that she didn’t mean to cry at work. Kitty says she’d cry, too, if her super-hunk hubby was depressed and in bed all day. Lindsay also laments that she thought eight hours would add up to more than the pile of cash on the table, which she seems intent on spending in that one night. Kitty encourages her, telling her Steven will pull through, that he has a million reasons to get out of bed in the morning, including Lindsay.
Melanie and a twerpy-looking guy approach the table, and Melanie complains that she wanted to sit at the bar. Timmy asks Kitty if her conversation with Lindsay is a “girl thing,” but Lindsay invites him to sit down. Melanie isn’t thrilled with this development, but joins them anyway. Kitty introduces Timmy and Lindsay reluctantly, and Timmy’s seen Lindsay before, but noticed that she’s not driving the Beemer anymore. Melanie takes some pleasure in pointing out that the Beemer got repossessed, and Timmy tells Lindsay that if she’s having money problems, the hair-sweeping job isn’t going to cut it, but he knows about other stuff, real stuff. Lindsay’s intrigued, but Kitty shushes him, telling him that Lindsay’s not like that. Timmy protests that he knows Lindsay’s classy, and she doesn’t have to point it out. He makes eyes at Lindsay, and Melanie notices this and demands to leave. When Timmy doesn’t hop to it, she sticks a piece of paper into the candle on the table and lights it on fire, then throws it at Timmy’s feet and runs off. He calls her a psycho and runs off after her, and Kitty puts the fire out with her glass of water.
Lilly concludes that Melanie didn’t like her boyfriend making eyes at Lindsay, but Jeffries says it sounds like Melanie wasn’t too crazy about Lindsay even before that. Kitty says that Melanie thought Lindsay was lording her status over them, but it wasn’t like that. Lilly asks if Kitty knows where Timmy ended up, and she gives many possibilities, including jail, a halfway house, or something similarly sensational, then asks Lilly if she’s ever thought about doing a rinse. Jeffries looks on in amusement as Lilly says she has. Kitty fingers a lock of Lilly’s hair and tells her she could go copper, that she has the skin for it. Copper? Lilly says she’ll think about it.
PPD. Stillman’s on the elevator, and Scotty hops in just before the door closes, telling Stillman he found Timmy. Stillman asks how Timmy looks, and Scotty replies that he looks pretty shaggy, plus, he has three meth convictions. “A three-time loser with a blonde girlfriend,” Stillman observes, and Scotty adds that the girlfriend hated Lindsay Chase. As they get off the elevator, Stillman tells Scotty to go pick up Timmy, then stops him and hands him a business card for a grief counselor. Scotty tries to give it back, saying he doesn’t need that, and Stillman points out that Scotty never talks about it. Scotty replies that he does better not talking. Stillman shrugs and tells Scotty to throw it away, then, and Scotty sighs and rolls his eyes as he heads for his locker.
Low-rent neighborhood. Scotty and Vera get out of the car and find Timmy, who’s now washing windshields for a living. He announces that he hasn’t done anything wrong, that he’s sober except for beer. Scotty frisks him as Vera sarcastically asks if he’s making a living with his Windex, and Timmy replies that regular jobs took too much out of him. Scotty tells him to see what he can muster up for this, then asks about Lindsay Chase. Vera reminds him that he and Melanie knew her, and Scotty points out that he and Melanie fit the Blonde-Shaggy Duo description.
Timmy protests that he and Lindsay were friends. “Is that what you call girls you had a mission to bang?” Vera asks. Hee. Timmy insists the sparks were mutual, but Scotty says that’s not how they heard it. The detectives remind him that Melanie hated Lindsay for acting like she was better than they were, and theorize that perhaps he killed Lindsay to make it up to Melanie. Timmy argues that he and Lindsay had a true bond, that she came to him for help, wanting to know how to make money, and that he told her all he needed was a place to cook.
Chase home. The kitchen has become a full-fledged meth lab, and we’re serenaded by Billy Idol’s “Dancing With Myself.” Lindsay looks on nervously, no doubt wondering what meth fumes will do to her designer kitchenware. She complains that the house smells like pee and that Steven will be home tomorrow, and Kitty reassures her that they’ll roast coffee grounds to cover it up.
Hmmm...coffee grounds + pee: sounds like the guys’ wing of my dorm in college. Timmy has some very expensive looking utensils, and Lindsay worriedly protests that those were wedding gifts. “They work good,” Timmy replies. Heh. Melanie saunters up wearing Steven’s ring, proudly proclaiming that she’s a doctor’s wife. Lindsay protests that it’s Steven’s ring, but it doesn’t fit anymore since he gained weight, and Kitty orders Melanie to put the ring back. Melanie argues that Kitty’s wearing Lindsay’s shirt, but Kitty retorts that the shirt was a gift, not a theft. Melanie pouts and puts the ring down, and Kitty tells Lindsay that this is their last cookout, that it’s not right cooking meth in her nice house. Lindsay looks like there’s no way in heck she’s going to argue with that. Kitty and Melanie leave, Melanie stealing the ring on the way out, and then Timmy whispers excitedly that “he’s here.” A guy in a leather jacket and slicked-back hair comes in through the back door and examines their product, then says he only needs half. Lindsay protests that that’s only $3,000. Timmy tries to shush her. Leather Jacket, clearly not used to hearing “no,” tells her that it’s $2,500 now. Lindsay refuses, and Timmy tries to shush her again, but Lindsay’s not backing down. She insists to Leather Jacket that he take the whole batch and pay her $6,000, because a deal’s a deal. Well, yes, in the civilized world. Leather Jacket tells her he could kill her right now and take the whole batch for nothing, but this doesn’t faze Lindsay a bit. She tells him to take the deal or leave her house.
Timmy tells the detectives that he’d never seen anything like it, since nobody stood up to Mike. He tells them that Lindsay was curious about the “big money things” Mike was into: insurance fraud, money laundering, and a host of other wholesome hobbies. Vera asks if Mike and Lindsay ever met again, and Timmy says she’d be dead if they did. Um, Timmy? She kind of is. Scotty points this out, and Timmy gives them an alarmed glance.
PPD kitchen. Lilly and Jeffries tell Stillman about Lindsay’s downward slide, and Stillman and Vera theorize that this is why Lindsay didn’t tell Steven about the salon job: she didn’t want him to know about the new company she was keeping. Stillman asks if Lindsay’s slide might have ended with Mike Dougherty, and Vera says that Mike has no record. Jeffries and Lilly explain that it was all under the table: insurance scams, with the occasional meth deal on the side. Stillman asks what Mike’s up to these days, and Vera answers that he owns a home security business. Well, that’s comforting. Stillman observes that Mike’s moved up in the world. “And put his cat burglar skills to use,” Lilly comments. Vera takes off, saying he and Scotty are going to go talk to Mike, and Lilly wonders aloud why Kitty never mentioned the meth deal. Jeffries agrees. “You’d think cooking drugs with Williams-Sonoma would ring some bells,” he observes. Heh.
January 2, 1982
The Patrick Brea Salon, which is clearly the see-and-be-seen place, as evidenced by the abundance of wealthy-looking women and free-flowing champagne. As we hear David Bowie/Queen’s “Under Pressure,” an attractive brunette tells her hairdresser that her husband is letting her decorate the house however she wants, since he’s at the hospital all the time anyway. She’s come up with a winning combination: leopard-print furniture, Persian rugs, and Faberge eggs. Oh, honey. Please. Hire someone. A blonde sweeping hair off the floor suggests that she get a neon sign with her name on it and put it in the living room, and, strangely enough, she’s not being sarcastic. My, but the 80s were a disturbing decade. Our erstwhile decorator smiles and tactfully says she was thinking more “classical.” Um, so what, exactly, about leopard print furniture is classical?
The door opens, and the hairdresser tells her client, Lindsay, that her doctor’s here. Lindsay is clearly surprised to see him, and gets up to meet him, where she notices that the aforementioned doctor, her husband, Steven, is sweating and panicky, and she asks if he’s okay. He tells her, without preamble, that Allen died. Lindsay is confused, saying that she thought Steven was going to operate on Allen, and Steven explains that Allen died during surgery, and that things are about to get ugly. Lindsay is shocked, and absently pulls off her smock and hands it to the hairdresser in exchange for her purse. The hairdresser tells Lindsay not to worry about the bill, and she and Steven leave.
At an upscale house, scattered among the Faberge eggs and Persian rugs, Lindsay lies dead on the floor. Her evidence boxes, marked “Closed,” are placed on the shelf.
A rough-looking neighborhood. Lilly heads into a squalid apartment, where Stillman’s finishing up a phone call. She comments that the place looks ransacked, but Stillman tells her it’s “junkie housekeeping.” He then says that the victim is 44-year-old Melanie Cassell, dead of an apparent heroin overdose. Jeffries comments that they’re probably not there because an apartment came on the market. Indeed they are not, as Stillman asks the detectives if they remember the Lindsay Chase murder. Lilly does, of course, and fills us in: Dr. Steven Chase was convicted in 1982 of murdering his wife for the insurance money, and Stillman adds that, during the 23 years Steven has been in prison, he’s told the same story: that he was upstairs, heard a gunshot, and came downstairs to find Lindsay’s body and a shaggy man and blonde woman fleeing the scene. Jeffries adds that no evidence of the pair’s existence was ever found. Stillman then hands Lilly a ring found on Melanie’s body, which contains the inscription, “Dr. Chase, all my love, Lindsay.” Jeffries surmises that this is Steven Chase’s ring, and Stillman pulls back the covers on the bed to show them that the ring ended up on a blonde woman.
Credits.
Evidence warehouse. The detectives are going through Lindsay’s evidence boxes, and Vera complains that one entire box is full of records of “wacked-out” phone calls from helpful citizens saying they saw the Blonde-Shaggy Duo. “Gotta love the specifics,” Jeffries comments. Stillman adds that the jury didn’t buy Steven’s story and convicted him in two hours. Lilly explains that the Chases’ problems began when Steven’s patient, and friend, Allen Moore, died on the table, his widow, Diane, sued the Chases for malpractice, and Steven’s medical license was suspended. Jeffries points out that this meant they lost their income, but that Lindsay had a million-dollar life insurance policy, and wound up dead in her own living room. Lilly says the gun was never found, but Stillman produces a receipt for a .38 purchased by Steven Chase a few months before the murder. Vera wonders how a top-notch surgeon winds up strapped for cash, and Lilly checks the records and learns that they were making $10,000 a month, but spending $14,000. My goodness, that’s a lot of leopard-print furniture and Faberge eggs! Stillman explains that it was the 1980s; “Why save for a rainy day when the sun’s always shining?” Vera asks if the dead junkie from that morning might be half of the Blonde-Shaggy Duo, and Lilly points out that she did end up with the doctor’s ring. Stillman comments that it’s a lousy alibi, but Steven’s been sticking to it for a long time.
Jail. Lilly and Jeffries chat with Steven. Lilly tells him that he was quite the news story in 1982, and Jeffries adds that the city followed the trial like it was a World Series. Steven says it’s called “Schadenfreude,” except I can’t help but notice that he doesn’t pronounce it correctly. Lilly says they’re just dumb cops, so he’ll have to talk down to them, and he explains that “Schadenfreude” is taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune; the higher you fly, the harder you fall. Lilly plays along, saying the rich doctor with a beautiful wife suddenly hits a wall, and Steven finishes the story: now he lives in a box with the scum of society. Jeffries points out that there was also a stack of evidence against him, and Lilly mentions the receipt for the gun. Steven says the gun was for him, that he had dark days. Jeffries asks about the flimsy Blonde-Shaggy alibi, and Steven says if he was lying, he’d have come up with a better story. Lilly shows him a picture of the ring, and he recognizes it as Lindsay’s gift to him when he graduated from medical school, then asks how the detectives got it. They don’t answer. Lilly asks instead about the patient he lost, and Steven explains that Allen and Diane were their best friends, but he made a mistake and changed the course of all their lives. He goes on to say that he couldn’t face Diane and shrank back, but Lindsay didn’t.
Moore home, where Duran Duran’s “Save A Prayer” plays. It’s clearly just after the funeral, as Diane is seen hugging black-clad mourners. Steven and Lindsay walk in, and Steven says they shouldn’t be there. Lindsay disagrees, but Steven protests that he doesn’t even know what to say to Diane. Lindsay’s confident that he will know; that he always does. All the mourners stare as the Chases approach Diane, and Lindsay hugs her and tells her she’s so sorry. Diane demands to know what they’re doing there, and Lindsay says they loved Allen. “You killed him,” Diane points out, looking at Steven. Lindsay protests that it was a horrible accident, but Diane says she’s contacted a lawyer; she wants them to know what it feels like to lose something. Steven finally speaks and says he’s sorry for her loss; Diane says he’ll be sorry for his losses. Steven leaves, and after a moment, Lindsay follows.
Jeffries says this sounds like a threat; Steven protests that Diane was in shock and grieving. Lilly says this is when people sometimes do things they couldn’t normally stomach. Think the writers are trying to explain the behavior of a certain detective? Steven reiterates his Shaggy-Blonde theory, and says that Diane was a brunette. Jeffries says that nobody had motive like Diane, and Steven says it’s not possible, that they weren’t those kind of people. “No one ever is,” Lilly replies.
Moore home. Scotty approaches Diane, who I can’t help but notice is now blonde. “Do I know you?” she asks, the look on her face indicating that she might like to. Scotty introduces himself and compliments her car, and she says it gets her there. He says he’s there about Lindsay Chase’s murder, and Diane laments the fact that poor Steven has been in jail for that for 20 years. “Poor Steven?” Scotty repeats.
Diane says that Steven was a good friend, at one time. Scotty tells her she’s singing a different tune than she was in 1982, that he heard she gave it to them pretty good at Allen’s funeral and sent them away. Diane tells him she was out of her head when she lost Allen couldn’t see past the pain, and wanted the Chases to suffer like she had. Scotty concludes that this explains the lawsuit, and Diane says it broke the Chases: they were cash-poor and couldn’t pay their mortgage. Scotty adds that Steven was depressed, and Diane comments that it was a horror show, and she couldn’t get enough.
Patrick Brea Salon. Manhattan Production Music plays “Still In Pain.” Diane sits in the chair, mid-appointment, when Lindsay walks in. The hairdresser greets Lindsay and asks if she needs a color, and she says she does, but that’s not why she’s there: she’s looking for employment. She says she has no professional experience, but is good with hair and nails. Diane b*tches that she’s got aerobics in 20 minutes, and the hairdresser, Kitty, asks for two seconds. As an aside, why would any sane person get their hair done 20 minutes before an aerobics class? Diane insists that Kitty return to her now, because she’s the one paying her. Kitty pulls Lindsay aside and tells her that the only opening she has is for someone to sweep the hair off the floor, but it’s minimum wage, and it’s her friends’ hair. Lindsay says that they’re not her friends anymore, so she doesn’t mind, and she just needs to make enough for groceries until Steven gets better. Kitty agrees, and welcomes Lindsay, telling her that it’s going to be great. Diane makes a show of shaking the hair off her smock.
Diane says at the time, she enjoyed watching Lindsay suffer, but now she thinks she might have caused her death: that the lawsuit might have driven Steven over the edge.
Squad room. Stillman asks Vera if he’s got any more information on the dead junkie, and Vera summarizes her glorious past: bouncing from job to job, with a few stints in rehab, and no connection to the Chases. He asks if Scotty had better luck, and Stillman fills Vera in on Lindsay’s employment at the salon. Jeffries comes in then, telling them that the IRS has no record of Lindsay’s employment at the Patrick Brea Salon, or anywhere else. The name of the salon rings a bell with Vera, who checks the file again and tells us that Melanie Cassell worked at the same salon at the same time Lindsay did. Jeffries concludes that Lindsay and the blonde junkie were co-workers.
Patrick Brea Salon, which is now Katarine’s Salon and Day Spa. Lilly and Jeffries ask for Kitty Shaw, and she’s there, but goes by Katarine now, figuring that if she upgraded the name, the rest would follow. It seems to have worked. Lilly and Jeffries say they’re there about Lindsay Chase’s murder, and Kitty ushers them into her office. They ask if she knew Melanie Cassell, and Kitty remembers her from, “like, a million years ago,” then asks why. They fill her in: that Melanie’s dead of a heroin overdose, and they’re taking another look at Lindsay’s murder. Kitty’s confused, remembering Steven’s conviction. The detectives ask about the lack of employment records, and Kitty confirms that Melanie and Lindsay both worked at the salon, but were paid under the table. Kitty reminisces that Melanie and Lindsay were a culture clash. Jeffries asks if Melanie didn’t appreciate the extra help with the broom, but Kitty says she didn’t think Melanie viewed Lindsay as a helpful presence in her life.
Nightclub, where we hear .38 Special’s “Caught Up In You.” Lindsay’s doing shots, and Kitty comes up to the table with a fresh drink and asks her if she feels better. Lindsay apologizes, saying that Kitty probably had other plans, and that she didn’t mean to cry at work. Kitty says she’d cry, too, if her super-hunk hubby was depressed and in bed all day. Lindsay also laments that she thought eight hours would add up to more than the pile of cash on the table, which she seems intent on spending in that one night. Kitty encourages her, telling her Steven will pull through, that he has a million reasons to get out of bed in the morning, including Lindsay.
Melanie and a twerpy-looking guy approach the table, and Melanie complains that she wanted to sit at the bar. Timmy asks Kitty if her conversation with Lindsay is a “girl thing,” but Lindsay invites him to sit down. Melanie isn’t thrilled with this development, but joins them anyway. Kitty introduces Timmy and Lindsay reluctantly, and Timmy’s seen Lindsay before, but noticed that she’s not driving the Beemer anymore. Melanie takes some pleasure in pointing out that the Beemer got repossessed, and Timmy tells Lindsay that if she’s having money problems, the hair-sweeping job isn’t going to cut it, but he knows about other stuff, real stuff. Lindsay’s intrigued, but Kitty shushes him, telling him that Lindsay’s not like that. Timmy protests that he knows Lindsay’s classy, and she doesn’t have to point it out. He makes eyes at Lindsay, and Melanie notices this and demands to leave. When Timmy doesn’t hop to it, she sticks a piece of paper into the candle on the table and lights it on fire, then throws it at Timmy’s feet and runs off. He calls her a psycho and runs off after her, and Kitty puts the fire out with her glass of water.
Lilly concludes that Melanie didn’t like her boyfriend making eyes at Lindsay, but Jeffries says it sounds like Melanie wasn’t too crazy about Lindsay even before that. Kitty says that Melanie thought Lindsay was lording her status over them, but it wasn’t like that. Lilly asks if Kitty knows where Timmy ended up, and she gives many possibilities, including jail, a halfway house, or something similarly sensational, then asks Lilly if she’s ever thought about doing a rinse. Jeffries looks on in amusement as Lilly says she has. Kitty fingers a lock of Lilly’s hair and tells her she could go copper, that she has the skin for it. Copper? Lilly says she’ll think about it.
PPD. Stillman’s on the elevator, and Scotty hops in just before the door closes, telling Stillman he found Timmy. Stillman asks how Timmy looks, and Scotty replies that he looks pretty shaggy, plus, he has three meth convictions. “A three-time loser with a blonde girlfriend,” Stillman observes, and Scotty adds that the girlfriend hated Lindsay Chase. As they get off the elevator, Stillman tells Scotty to go pick up Timmy, then stops him and hands him a business card for a grief counselor. Scotty tries to give it back, saying he doesn’t need that, and Stillman points out that Scotty never talks about it. Scotty replies that he does better not talking. Stillman shrugs and tells Scotty to throw it away, then, and Scotty sighs and rolls his eyes as he heads for his locker.
Low-rent neighborhood. Scotty and Vera get out of the car and find Timmy, who’s now washing windshields for a living. He announces that he hasn’t done anything wrong, that he’s sober except for beer. Scotty frisks him as Vera sarcastically asks if he’s making a living with his Windex, and Timmy replies that regular jobs took too much out of him. Scotty tells him to see what he can muster up for this, then asks about Lindsay Chase. Vera reminds him that he and Melanie knew her, and Scotty points out that he and Melanie fit the Blonde-Shaggy Duo description.
Timmy protests that he and Lindsay were friends. “Is that what you call girls you had a mission to bang?” Vera asks. Hee. Timmy insists the sparks were mutual, but Scotty says that’s not how they heard it. The detectives remind him that Melanie hated Lindsay for acting like she was better than they were, and theorize that perhaps he killed Lindsay to make it up to Melanie. Timmy argues that he and Lindsay had a true bond, that she came to him for help, wanting to know how to make money, and that he told her all he needed was a place to cook.
Chase home. The kitchen has become a full-fledged meth lab, and we’re serenaded by Billy Idol’s “Dancing With Myself.” Lindsay looks on nervously, no doubt wondering what meth fumes will do to her designer kitchenware. She complains that the house smells like pee and that Steven will be home tomorrow, and Kitty reassures her that they’ll roast coffee grounds to cover it up.
Hmmm...coffee grounds + pee: sounds like the guys’ wing of my dorm in college. Timmy has some very expensive looking utensils, and Lindsay worriedly protests that those were wedding gifts. “They work good,” Timmy replies. Heh. Melanie saunters up wearing Steven’s ring, proudly proclaiming that she’s a doctor’s wife. Lindsay protests that it’s Steven’s ring, but it doesn’t fit anymore since he gained weight, and Kitty orders Melanie to put the ring back. Melanie argues that Kitty’s wearing Lindsay’s shirt, but Kitty retorts that the shirt was a gift, not a theft. Melanie pouts and puts the ring down, and Kitty tells Lindsay that this is their last cookout, that it’s not right cooking meth in her nice house. Lindsay looks like there’s no way in heck she’s going to argue with that. Kitty and Melanie leave, Melanie stealing the ring on the way out, and then Timmy whispers excitedly that “he’s here.” A guy in a leather jacket and slicked-back hair comes in through the back door and examines their product, then says he only needs half. Lindsay protests that that’s only $3,000. Timmy tries to shush her. Leather Jacket, clearly not used to hearing “no,” tells her that it’s $2,500 now. Lindsay refuses, and Timmy tries to shush her again, but Lindsay’s not backing down. She insists to Leather Jacket that he take the whole batch and pay her $6,000, because a deal’s a deal. Well, yes, in the civilized world. Leather Jacket tells her he could kill her right now and take the whole batch for nothing, but this doesn’t faze Lindsay a bit. She tells him to take the deal or leave her house.
Timmy tells the detectives that he’d never seen anything like it, since nobody stood up to Mike. He tells them that Lindsay was curious about the “big money things” Mike was into: insurance fraud, money laundering, and a host of other wholesome hobbies. Vera asks if Mike and Lindsay ever met again, and Timmy says she’d be dead if they did. Um, Timmy? She kind of is. Scotty points this out, and Timmy gives them an alarmed glance.
PPD kitchen. Lilly and Jeffries tell Stillman about Lindsay’s downward slide, and Stillman and Vera theorize that this is why Lindsay didn’t tell Steven about the salon job: she didn’t want him to know about the new company she was keeping. Stillman asks if Lindsay’s slide might have ended with Mike Dougherty, and Vera says that Mike has no record. Jeffries and Lilly explain that it was all under the table: insurance scams, with the occasional meth deal on the side. Stillman asks what Mike’s up to these days, and Vera answers that he owns a home security business. Well, that’s comforting. Stillman observes that Mike’s moved up in the world. “And put his cat burglar skills to use,” Lilly comments. Vera takes off, saying he and Scotty are going to go talk to Mike, and Lilly wonders aloud why Kitty never mentioned the meth deal. Jeffries agrees. “You’d think cooking drugs with Williams-Sonoma would ring some bells,” he observes. Heh.