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-(reporters shouting) -(shutters snapping)

Living by my good values.

I wouldn't have thought so.

(indistinct chatter)

I haven't been able to reach him, and I-I'm getting worried.

Well, Miguel was his patient, so...

Are you not even curious?

You don't need to worry about me, Detective.

ELENA: Did I do something wrong?

This door here.

that's when we'll go back.

(deep inhale, exhale)

♪ I LOVE YOU ♪

YOU NEVER SEE THE MID-RANGE--

Pediatric oncology at the Cleveland Clinic.

(FAINT EXHALING)

-I'm calling the police. -Give me two minutes.

-And you're right to be. -Please, don't fucking patronize me.

What's in Cleveland?

-Woman: Grace. -Grace: We need to move quickly.

-I've been told you're a therapist? -Yes, I am.

I didn't kill her.

(heavy breathing)

I don't want to know.

-but I was not aware-- -What doctor was that?

The search might take a bit.

MAN: We gotta find out who did this.

-Good morning, Henry. Good morning, Grace. -Morning, sir.

Because you're a fucking liar.

I thought, you know, he worked for the school.

What's wrong with you?

-(shouting continues) -(shutters snapping)

♪ SWEET DREAMS THAT LEAVE ♪

I need to take a walk anyway.

-but I didn't kill her. I'm so sorry. -(crying)

Because he knew her. He was her child's doctor,

You should get out of town.

(scoffs) Why would we be arresting you?

("Dream a Little Dream of Me" playing)

Sometimes, a murder.

I am. I'm really sorry.

but he-- if he doesn't have his phone,

I'm having a hard time functioning right now.

-Oh, hi. -Hi. Um,

-Grace: Sure. I'll see you this afternoon. -Henry: Love you.

a medical conference in Cleveland.

(phone ringing)

(indistinct chatter)

nearly three months ago.

-And work would be where? -Grace: Um...