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This is really fascinating.

- What's that?

-Bobby here has no sign of struggle...

no exterior markings, no poisons.

He has above-average blood-alcohol level,

but certainly not enough to trigger a coma.

Well, the expression on his face tells me

he must have felt something.

This is really baffling.

Bobby froze...

from the inside out.

Did you say "froze from the inside out"?

How do you figure that?

You take a piece of meat

and throw it out in the freezing cold...

the frost attacks the extremities,

and then it burrows through to the core.

Now our subject, his organs are rock solid.

But his exterior body temp was barely

below freezing when we found him.

No, Bobby's deep freeze started

from the inside out.

Anything else?

Excuse me.

There's evidence

that a hose was forced down his throat.

- A hose?

-Yeah, a beer bong.

It's a funnel connected to a hose.

It's a drinking game.

Kids today. Who the hell knows?

Right. In your opinion, Doc,

did this hose kill him?

No way. I've seen this kind of thing before.

Never like this.

Here, puppy-

Come on.

You're released, Callahan.

Great.

- Did you catch the killer?

-Yes...

and no.

The clean corpse at Arch Memorial

means you're free.

For now, PUPPY-

Bye-bye. PUPPY-

I'd bet my badge that kid did it.

And when I pin it on him, it'll be my ticket.

- This type of behavior will not be tolerated.

-I didn't do anything wrong.

We cannot be caught

with our guard down again, understand?

It looks bad for all of us.

"All of us"?

- Archer Memorial Hospital.

-You got it.

Jesus!

Holy sh*t!

Hello, d*ckhead!

You're really getting the hang of

this breaking and entering thing.

What's next, Luke? Liquor store?

Maybe a casino?

He had to have been there for hours,

and his body was still ice-cold.

That's because he was dead, genius.

- I broke his arm off. It snapped.

-That's nasty. Why did you have to do that?

They even had a diagram of a tentacle.

When is someone gonna do something?

Who made you C.S.I., New Brunswick?

I know what I saw.

Dude, you're delusional, okay?

Bobby got tanked, man.

He got tanked, he passed out

after a sub-zero lap dance, and that's it.

That's right.

She screwed him to death.

Got her bloodsucking hooks in him.

Hooks? Look, man. All right.

You said yourself,

the detective had nothing to go on, right?

Bobby was clean:
no cuts, no scars,

no sucker burns, nothing.

Because she shoved them down his throat.

Or up his--

Luke, do you have any idea

how insane you sound?

Yes, thank you.

Anyway, Constance cleared her.

That's it. Game over.

- That's because she's one of them, too.

-Come on.

This has been an experience, but I gotta

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