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Previously on CSI: Excolo:

D.A. O'HARA'S OFFICE
WANDA: "Let's start with public interests and sadists. That is everything you wanted to know about Robert Reeves' back alley deals, shadow businesses and dealings with Shairan and Madame Lei. He left those with me after he destroyed all other evidence... thought I was too stupid to look, I suppose. Or too beaten into silence. Those that are involved didn't seem to know I had those. I think Lei had a idea that I knew more than I professed to but never really moved hard on it. Just some overtures from her blonde goon, and Shairan, well... he had other things on me to force my complicity."
KATE: ""Wand... why are you doing this?"
WANDA: "My past caught up with me. I don't want to run anymore. I may end up in jail, I may end up in the bottom of the Pontalier... figured I'd get that into the right hands before that happens."

A DARK STREET IN THE RAIN:
HERMIA: "Hollow, it's over."
HERMIA and WINSTEAD struggling with JACK HOLLOW, finally overpowering him and getting him in cuffs
JACK: "Think I'll make it to giving a statement?"
HERMIA: "You'll make it."

Several months later, a cloudy afternoon...

Caught a ride with the moon,
I know I know you well,
Well, better than I used to.
Haze all clouded up my mind
In the daze of the why it could've never been.
So you say, and I say, you know you're full of wish
And your "Baby, baby, baby, babies,"
I tell you there are pieces of me you've never seen.
Maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen well.

All the world is all I am:
The black of the blackest ocean,
And that tear in your hand...

M'fingers drum th'piano riff out on the steering wheel 's I wait for th'light t'change. Might be bloody sent'mental, but I always had a soft spot fer Tori. Her'n Meatloaf. Sayid used t'tease me 'bout't, back'n school. How I had "Little Earthquakes" 'n "Bat Out of Hell" next to "Do or Die" an' "Return of the Giant Slits" on m'shelf. "Tough punk chick with a romantic streak," 'e'd say, an' I'd mime punchin' im. Kids. Suck hard on m'cig's th'light goes green an'I press down on th'gas.

Insisted't be me who told Sayid's fam'ly't wuzn't comin' home. Really, they knew already, but still got t'watch'at last spark'f hope die innis mom's eyes. Her annis dad only really lost't when they knew we'd hadn't found'is body, that'ey couldn't hold th'proper fun'ral rites, th'bathin' 'n wrappin'n th'kafan. That we'd likely never find'is body. That even if'n we did find it, likely wouldn't be'n no state for th'rites t'be performed.

They still have me 'round fer dinner ev'ry week. 'is mom's like a ghost, pale'n thin, but she still fusses over me if'n I don't eat.

Belly's down t'a deep ache now, 'spec'ally on damp days like this. But t'day I don't hardly feel't. Cuz fin'lly, fin'lly we got'im. We got th'fucker. Sure, 'e wuz'n fer breakin'is bail, but b'tween Hollow an' th'info from Wanda, we were able to get Shairan remanded. Bastard's traded in'is Gucci fer jailhouse threads, an' th'date fer th' indictment 's set. Still got a lotta hurdles t'clear, but'is wuz th'first big one, an' a lotta bottles got passed 'round th'precinct that night.

But'at's not th'only thin'. Oh, th'informant wuz mighty clear 'bout jes' how close Tez'n Shairan've gotten. MIGHTY clear. An'I know Tez. Oh, I know'im. He'll be watchin' th'news. An' news 'bout Shairan gettin' jailed oughta make't all th'way down t'Mexico.

We got lookouts all over th'city. Ev'ry cop'n town's got'is photo. Should jes' be a matter'a time now.

You don't know the power that you have,
With that tear in your hand...
Tear in your hand...

Pull into m'parkin' space 'n yank down on th'brake. Jes' a matter'a time.

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