Previously on "Clarice"...
Two dead women floated down the Anacostia River.
Those women were whistleblowers,
and they died trying to tell a story.
So how come the autopsy says natural causes?
I didn't have anything to do with that.
Someone else got to the coroner. Someone with power.
Have you heard about the Black Coalition?
I respect deeply what the Coalition is doing,
but it's not for me.
You really screwed it, Marilyn.
No, you said no one would get to me.
What does Starling know?
She says they found evidence in my house.
This is all because they connected
the women you dumped to me.
You said she gave you something I would need.
Get me whatever the FBI knows.
And I'll get you both out.
There was a man. Can't remember his face.
I'll find him.
I'd like to retain you.
Thank you for the trust.
Nearly 10 months after going missing,
the body of 14-year-old Cody Phelps
was found in a suburban home
in Alexandria, Virginia, this morning.
All right, the only people permitted in this room
are the people actively working the Phelps case.
- Yes? - Yes, sir.
- Yes. - Yes, sir.
I want a timeline for the day Cody went missing.
Tell the Rapid Start supervisor to get his ass down here.
Tell him I want any particulars on my desk
the second they become available.
Call the crime lab.
Tell them we need a rush turnaround
on any DNA pulled from the scene.
Let's get the AV set up.
Every news outlet is all over this.
We've got to be up to speed on what's out there.
Let's stay on our toes, people.
The country held its breath for Cody
when he was abducted last year,
- just months after... - Has anyone seen Starling?
ViCAP's new motto.
We should have new jackets made.
We should be in Alexandria by now.
- This family's waiting. - Yeah, I know.
Let's, uh, stash this stuff
before we get the eyes of the nation on us, okay?
Cody was the man of the house for his single mom and sister
when his abduction rocked the nation.
Now the search ends with a new question,
"Who did this to him?"
Where is Starling?
Still on leave. It's only been a week.
AG signed off on her early return.
She wants her out front on this.
- Very high profile. - For a 7C?
Cody Phelps was abducted a year ago.
There's no active killer. It's basically a cold case.
Also, he's a kid who died.
Do we think she's okay? Starling?
After Felker? A week seems soon.
Also, define "okay."
You know, Starling is good, but has she ever been okay?
Are you okay, Agent Clarke?
Sorry, sir.
- I was out for a run. - Right.
Well, listen, whatever the AG says.
I feel like you come back when you're ready.
Well, my people pulled coal out of the ground
in West Virginia for the last 100 years.
When we say we're okay, we're okay.
Have you found a new therapist?
- Still working on that. - It's not optional.
Understood. Uh, sir, when there's time,
I'd appreciate hearing where we're at on the River Murders.
Boss.
I told Alexandria PD to keep their hands off the scene,
- but the longer we wait... - Right.
Let's go.
Starling.
It's him.
It's the guy, the guy from Woodhaven
- with Marilyn Felker, the one who... - No, no, no, no.
- That... That's not... - I-It is. It is.
It's him. I know.
I have been seeing his face in my head for a week.
I've been trying to figure out how to...
So you found him?
Can I ask how you know this guy?
Joe Hudlin.
I have a meeting with him today.
This is background.
What kind of meeting, boss?
He's an attorney, all right?
His firm is handling my divorce.
He's not a...
He's not.
Clarice says he is.
Look, she says this guy put hands on her.
All right.
Then I need you to run Cody Phelps for me.
- You all right to do that? - Yes.
- I'm fine. Of course. Yes. - All right.
You and Esquivel take Starling to the scene.
Tripathi, you and I will stay behind.
I'll keep my meeting with Joe Hudlin.
You can jump on his tail then.
Try to get some DNA at the meeting.
We can compare it to what Mapp got
from Clarice's fingernails.
Who am I? James Bond?
It's weird, though, huh?
Hey, where... How do you know this guy?
Murray, there's a dead kid in Alexandria.
Yeah.
The homeowners were doing renovations.
We're guessing that once air got into the wall,
the flies got in.
An exterminator came,
figured something crawled inside the wall, died,
an animal of some kind.
So they broke in, and...
...well, here he is.
9, 10 months decayed.
Killed right after he was taken.
And stashed in a wall.
Or tucked away.
For protection.
I don't know.
Looks like a womb.
Looks like someone tried to protect him.
If he'd been protected, he wouldn't be here right now.
Postpone. Why?
The Coalition meeting doesn't have to be tomorrow night.
- We need more people. - 11 people is a lot.
Against the whole bureau?
It could be 12.
I still want you to join.
Close the door.
Get 11 scared people who already feel invisible in a room,
show them they're not alone,
and 11 is essentially everyone.
Watch.
I'll come to the meeting to support you-all, but...
I'll take it.
Mapp. Hey.
Hey, we're sending a DNA sample from Cody Phelps to the lab.
Can you run it through your database, see if there's a match?
Cody Phelps. Send me your stuff.
Okay.
Single blow to the back of the head.
He died instantly.
- Sorry, ma'am. It's an active crime scene. - He's my little boy.
No. No. Ma'am, if I could just have you wait.
- I have waited. - Please wait.
- Don't... - You need to let me see him.
I know... you have to see him.
But before you do, I need you to know
that Cody didn't feel any pain.
It's not much comfort, but he didn't.
Oh, my boy!
My beautiful boy!
Give the prior owners of the house
to the Rapid Start guys. You... You have them...
- I think homicide has those... - Well, then get them, dumbass.
This isn't siesta time.
Is he worse than usual?
Clarice.
My database was a bust.
Krendler has a picture of the guy on his desk,
the guy from Woodhaven.
- What? He found him? - No.
Krendler knows him somehow or something.
He doesn't believe it.
He doesn't believe it's the same guy?
- Let's talk when we can. - Okay.
Listen, the lab's doing a feasibility study
on mitochondrial DNA... maternally passed chromosomes.
So I checked their cold cases, and there it was.
- What? - A match.
We got a match... a different victim,
a boy in Northwest D.C. 12 years ago.
Traces of the same DNA you found on Cody Phelps.
Clarice, some monster...
some monster killed two little kids.
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Mitochondrial DNA found at the Cody Phelps scene
is a match to DNA
found on a murder victim from 12 years ago...
Bobby Larkin, abducted in Northwest D.C. in 1982,
found two days later hidden in a wall
in the basement of an abandoned house.
Mitochondrial DNA?
It's a type of DNA that yields better results
if a sample is old or degraded.
But it's not just the DNA.
Both victims were 14-year-old boys,
both died of hammer blows to the occipital bone,
and not a regular hammer.
It has a triangle-shaped head.
It is the same wound, the same, uh, entombment.
We'll look into it.
Thanks, Mapp.
Sir?
I want to be on this.
Mapp, I know you found it, but Cody Phelps is ViCAP.
I do not need another turf war with your boss.
It's not about turf. I grew up in Northwest.
I know the neighborhood and the people.
I don't know. Connections are sketchy.
They're 12 years apart.
The kids are two different races.
Hey, I have something here.
The house where Cody was found had no previous owner,
not when he was hidden there.
It was a foreclosure.
It had been sitting around empty when Cody disappeared.
An abandoned house,
just like the victim in Northwest D.C.,
if you need another connection.
See, it's not all in her head... sir.
Are we worried that Krendler's in bed with this guy?
Right now, the only thing I know for sure
is that the guy on his desk
is our only lead in the River Murders.
I know what I saw, but I can't make anyone else see it.
It's hard.
Oh, my God. I'm sorry.
It's your first field case.
Okay, I got BSU searching for anything with a hammer.
I want to start with Bobby Larkin's mother, Fran,
and the house where Bobby's body was found.
Okay.
Was it a nightmare?
Seeing Cody?
No.
Seeing the mother is the nightmare.
Paul.
I think my most important question for you is,
who do you want to be?
- Excuse me? - In this divorce.
Whomever you thought you were
is about to meet a new guy.
What's the new guy like?
In my experience?
Heartbroken, angry.
Angry at their own helplessness, really.
- Huh. - And some have a hard time opening up.
I'll start.
You believe your children should be with you
because of questions around Mandy's sobriety.
Our investigator thinks we're in pretty good shape,
based on what he's dug up.
Dug up?
Well, you know, Mandy's lobbied
or consulted for half of D.C.,
so there's, uh, stuff.
Excessive drinking at Christmas parties,
missed meetings at Brookings.
The DUI is, I'm sorry, helpful.
Not for my family, it wasn't.
And it was years ago.
Again, who do you want to be?
The nice guy or the guy who looked out for his kids?
Was there infidelity? On either side?
No.
Not that I'm aware of, but...
I'd say no.
We have testimony regarding at least two parties
at Mandy's old firm where she had passed out.
We've secured a witness who will testify
that he and Mandy
had a physical relationship during those periods.
His testimony will be that Mandy was so out of it,
- she didn't remember him the next... - Stop.
You're not gonna sandbag her.
Okay.
That's fine.
You know, Joe, I'm not sure I...
I need to think about this.
Well, like I said,
it's about who you want to be.
Hello, sir. I'm Special Agent Starling.
This is Special Agent Mapp.
- We... - What do you want?
We're looking for Fran Larkin.
She's not here. At a friend's.
Do you have that number?
- No. - No, sir.
That's not gonna do.
I hear you, but we need to speak to Ms. Larkin,
so how about you take us to her now?
How about that?
All right.
She's next door at the neighbors.
Sorry to barge in on you folks.
Thank you for taking the time, Mrs. Larkin.
I grew up right near here.
That Ethiopian place on U Street...
that's my Grandma's.
Really? Well, look at you now.
You say there's new evidence?
- About Bobby. - That's right, Mr. Larkin.
Um, Terrence isn't my husband.
He's my brother.
I've been living with Terrence
ever since... that year.
Fran lost her husband shortly before Bobby died.
Forklift flipped on the job.
Bobby and I were just getting it together,
the two of us, and then...
Thank you.
- You knew Bobby, too, Mrs.... - Oh, Kern.
Marybeth Kern.
We've been neighbors for years.
- What about you, Mr.... - No, I never did.
I taught at the high school.
I actually used to drive him some days.
Marybeth has been a good friend to me.
I lost my first husband when my son
was around the same age as Bobby,
and I just knew how horribly alone she felt.
Babe, will you get her a tissue?
Yeah, I-I'll get one.
Why are you interested now?
All the police ever said was Bobby was in that house
selling drugs or... or buying drugs or something.
But he wasn't like that.
He was driven and kind.
And smart.
Oh, it just... It never made sense.
Here you go.
Cops probably killed Bobby themselves.
They're always busting kids' heads over nothing.
Probably they did it and stashed him there.
Sir, there's new DNA evidence that can help us find out
who did this to your family.
So we're asking for DNA samples from each of you.
- You think I... - No, ma'am.
These are elimination samples.
Hell no. I'm not giving you nothing.
Terrence, you will.
Of course.
Me too, if it will help.
Thank you.
Thank you for giving one damn.
Thank you for giving one damn about my child.
You're the only one.
Ma'am, I promise I won't be the last.
- So, what's he doing? - I don't know.
He's been in his office all day, so I guess lawyer stuff.
So why are you calling me?
Because it's weird, right?
The picture on the boss' desk, how hard he pushed back.
Who are you investigating?
Look, you know him better than I do.
- Apparently. - Don't do that, Murray.
Don't blind-eye this thing.
Look, I want him to be straight, too,
but you can't sit there and tell me
that, empirically, this walks like a duck.
It's his lawyer. He wants his family back.
Don't tell me you don't get that.
I'm sorry.
That was, uh...
It's a missing kid, you know...
I get it. I'll see you back there.
And you're sure the results will come tomorrow?
Okay. Thanks.
That was the lab confirming they got
the DNA-elimination swabs for Bobby's mom,
her friend, Marybeth Kern, and Uncle Terrence.
I keep looking at all this stuff
expecting something new to magically appear.
It will. It's there.
Okay, they were killed by a blow from a hammer,
so we're looking for a male.
- Sexist. - It's the mess.
Female killers are typically more tidy.
They plan the clean-up with the killing, right?
Right.
Also, the way the victims were carried...
in the fetal position, like a... like a parent.
A father.
A father figure, an uncle.
That Terrence was a ball of rage.
He sure didn't want to give up his DNA.
Yeah, why would he?
He thinks the police killed his nephew.
What do you think?
I'll tell you what I know.
There's a candlelight vigil for a white boy
in Alexandria tonight, and the police never even cared
who killed Bobby Larkin and threw him away.
Hi, baby!
Oh, my God.
Hi, Grandma.
Hi, Miss Mulu!
Who is this crazy doctor who attacked you?
Ardelia told me what happened.
I would have killed that crazy woman myself.
Just hit her with my good pan.
See? She likes you better.
Grandma, I told you, I can't have dinner tonight.
- I'm working a case. - Oh, I know.
Your first field case.
- Her first field case! - Yeah.
So, you need strength.
You need a plate.
You won't know I'm here.
Honestly, we're right in the middle of...
You need a plate.
Oh!
This really sneaks up on you, this tudge... tej?
- It's tej. - Tej.
Tej.
It's smoother than that Appalachian moonshine
you make us everything Thanksgiving.
- Yeah. - That stuff puts me on the floor.
Well, the only way I get all the good info on Ardelia
is when you're hammered, Miss Mulu.
Oh.
Drink up.
And here's to the FBI
finally letting my girl shine in the sun!
Mm!
Sprung from the cold-case dungeon.
See? I told you you can rise yourself.
You don't need a Black Coalition.
Later, please.
She's talking about organizing, going to court.
That would just make her a target.
The system's rigged.
Rise quietly
and then make change when you have the power.
Otherwise, you end up as bad off as her father.
You go see your father this week?
I don't know if he even hears me.
He can hear you.
He may not be able to tell you, but he can.
Don't give me the big pity eyes.
At least my father's still alive.
Wow. You are brutal.
A large crowd gathered this evening
for a candlelight vigil in memory of Cody Phel...
Wha...
Did you do the old addresses on the Phelpses?
- I didn't... - Huh? Did you know they used to live
about a block from the Larkins?
- Hey, hey... - You want me to tie your shoes for you, too?
Look, look, I don't know what's been going on with you lately,
whether it's this thing with Cody
or whatever's happening with Krendler, but...
You're right, Chiquita. You don't know.
What happened to Cody is, we were too late.
But now his mother needs answers
so she can actually sleep again.
She needs to know she didn't flub the one job
given to her as a mother... to keep her kid alive.
She's alive.
She needs us.
Can you wrap your head around that, killer?
The lab got a DNA match.
We got a suspect.
That woman is out like a light.
I can totally sleep on the couch.
That couch?
Please.
- Come on. - Good.
How did your dad get hurt?
You told me someone hit him, but you never...
He was a labor organizer.
Mulu says there was a dispute at the port.
No, I know.
I mean... was it the police?
The police beat him?
Mm-hmm.
I don't even remember his voice.
When I was 4,
I used to love feeling his stubble.
Now I like to visit a day or two after they shave his face
so I can still feel it.
Oh, is that weird?
Am I weird?
No.
I can't believe you never told me that before.
You?
Yours?
What don't I know?
My last memory of my dad...
...was the night before he got killed.
Took me on his rounds.
My mom was losing it.
She was always on the edge.
Always angry.
But this night, she was scary
and screaming at him to get out.
My daddy just swooped me up.
We drove all over town all night long.
We got Coke floats.
It felt renegade, against the rules.
But he was the rules.
He was the law.
He seemed to have the keys to every door in town.
He was important.
That was the night he gave me this.
Probably the best night of my life.
Funny how we only keep the good memories.
Like the photos we like.
Yeah.
Ooh!
The lab got a match on one of your DNA swabs.
God. You were right.
- Was it Terrence? - No.
A woman... Marybeth Kern.
Our report said she's a friend of the family.
Got the background check on Marybeth Kern.
- Mulu get home okay? - Mm-hmm.
So, her first husband was Gerry Kern,
a construction worker.
And they had a son, Gerry Jr.,
less than a year after the wedding.
- So shotgun wedding. - Maybe.
Marybeth said she lost her husband when the son was 14.
Died? Divorced?
Shoes off my couch, Starling.
Sorry.
Um, no, he just left.
Marybeth moved to D.C., but the son, Gerry Jr.?
He just drops off the face of the Earth.
No sign of him after D.C.
But Marybeth's DNA was found on both Bobby and Cody's bodies.
How did it get there if she didn't kill them?
Marybeth had no worries at all about giving up her DNA.
Does she want to get caught?
It's mitochondrial DNA.
That's passed through the mother.
They were mistaken IDs.
So the DNA could be Marybeth's
or it could be her son's.
So where is he now?
This is Agent Clarke.
Leave a message.
Clarke, answer your phone.
Hudlin's headed into Lockyer.
This is not it.
Are you... Are you asleep?
You're awake?
Bring these back. Two hours I waited for this.
Two hours!
Mobile grooming.
Yeah, your pal here is about to lose his job.
What's he doing?
Going mad with power.
Go, go, go! I'm... I'm surrounded.
Look, I've put up with his little racist digs, but I...
- Let it go. - I'm gonna hit him, okay?
I'm gonna hit him really hard, and then I lose my job.
Hey, I'm not saying don't punch him.
Just not today. It's a missing-kid case.
I know that.
Murray's little sister got taken from their front yard
when she was 13.
Murray was 16. He was the only one home.
Some precinct guy a bunch of years ago
said that he thought he saw her in one of those movies once.
That's the only lead Murray's ever had.
So when he's looking at porn...
He's looking for her.
Well, um, in other news, you're not gonna believe
which building I just saw Joseph Hudlin, Esquire,
walk into.
What?
- Lockyer Labs. - Get out.
So, Hudlin's involved with the clinical trial somehow.
Keep it between us for now.
And, uh, for Murray, look, do what you gotta do,
but if you tell him that I told you about his sister,
I'll shoot you in your sleep.
May I ask why your husband left?
- No. - No, it's okay.
Uh, Gerry always resented the responsibility.
He said, uh, we weighed him down,
me and... our boy.
And your son?
Where is he now?
I don't know where he is.
He went with his father.
I don't know.
For God's sakes, babe, can you go quiet those dogs down?
Uh, ma'am, may I please use your restroom?
Yeah. Yeah. It's just down the hall.
And then you moved here.
- Mm-hmm. - When did you remarry?
After that.
So, you say you knew the Phelps family, Cody Phelps.
Oh, sure. Oh, God.
It's just tragic.
What happened to little Cody is just awful.
The Phelpses... they moved away...
gosh, I don't know how many years ago now.
So your son never knew Cody or Bobby.
- My son? - Yeah.
Um, no. I...
Just you and your husband here, Mrs. Kern?
Just me and him, yep.
Do you have any pictures of your son that we could have?
No.
I... He went with his daddy. I don't have...
Even a childhood picture?
- We have folks who can... - No.
No. I-I don't think so.
I'm sorry.
What does all of this have to do with my son?
Mrs. Kern, remember when I took your DNA sample
back at the Larkins'?
It matched DNA found at Cody's body and Bobby's.
Mi-Mine?
It's possible it could also be your son's.
You see, ma'am, mitochondrial DNA is the same
from mother to child.
I killed them.
I killed those boys.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
No, Marybeth, you didn't.
Who are you covering for?
Marybeth, where is your son?
Mrs. Kern, one more time. Where's your son?
Where's Gerry?
Gerry!
Gerry, baby! Gerry!
Ger...
Is he in the garage?
I don't know what he does out there.
Mr. Kern?
Tell me where you are, Gerry.
- You leave us alone! - Who, Gerry?
Your new wife or you and your mother?
Shut up! She doesn't know!
What happened, Gerry?
Did Bobby find out about you and your mom?
She told me not to tell anyone.
I had to tell someone.
They were just boys, Gerry. Why tell them?
Because they were just boys without fathers.
- I... - You're worried for them?
You didn't want them to have to do the things
your mother made you do.
She told me that I drove her husband away
and that she needed a husband, so...
Someone needed to...
Someone needed to stop us!
You needed to stop us!
And there was nobody there to stop us!
I was 14.
When a child is sexually abused,
a whole part of them dies.
And the kid tries to survive in there somewhere.
When Gerry Jr.'s father left them...
My husband left me.
...his mother only had her grief and her anger...
- I wasn't a wife and... - ...and her son.
And Gerry Jr., he was always my little boy.
He was always my little man.
She'll say she was so lonely,
that she needed to hurt the man who left.
She hated the father more than she loved her son.
I was 14 years old.
And the child will try to make anything normal.
And my mom kissed me like I was her husband.
And a child needs friends.
Gerry Jr. made friends with neighborhood boys.
I'm so sorry.
- With Bobby Larkin... - You found my baby.
- ...and Cody Phelps. - Thank you.
There was no one there for me.
He told them his secret.
And then he panicked.
He made them keep it.
Good Lord.
What parents can do to their kids
and still not believe they're doing it.
Outstanding work.
I just got off the phone with the AG.
She couldn't be happier.
She said, "More like this."
Wants press.
I found the case, sir, that led us to the killer.
If it weren't for my work, neither case would be solved.
I'd like my superiors and the AG to know that.
I'll see to it.
Well done, Mapp.
Well done.
Krendler.
Paul.
Joe Hudlin here.
Hang on.
That felt real, right?
Right?
I just wanted to make sure we, uh,
didn't have a misunderstanding.
No, I-I think I understood you.
I just don't think this is the direction I want to go.
Oh.
I'm not sure you did understand me.
It's very intimate.
I have a lot of information about your wife,
your family, their schedules, the comings and goings.
I can get you your kids, but, uh,
I need something from you, though.
What's that?
Pull your team off what went down on the Anacostia River,
the three dead women.
I think you got the wrong man.
Somebody falsified a coroner's report
in order to cover up the murder of a suspect in your custody.
No one is aware this has happened,
but if somebody's told to look into it,
they'll find it really looks like it was you.
You'll never get your kids after that kind of thing
and you'll never get them from prison.
I've got the right man, Paul.
That's why I found you.
I'm very, very serious about getting you custody.
Talk soon.
Please don't stop.
Shut up.
You didn't see that.
Ready for the meeting?
Tonight.
What's wrong?
I think I need to pull back from the Coalition.
I need to stick to my original plan...
make change from within.
Who said that was the right path?
Clarice Starling?
My father.
Well...
tell him I disagree.
Starling, is this your guy?
Oh, you gotta be kidding me.
We couldn't snag DNA, but he had a meeting at Lockyer Labs.
So he might be tied to the clinical trials.
Starling.
I looked into Joe Hudlin.
I met with him and did due diligence.
He's not your guy.
But, sir, he was t-there when...
- Boss, I saw him walk into Lockyer. - Circumstantial.
U.S. Attorney told us it won't hold up.
We're backing off the conspiracy thing.
We're backing off?
The River Murders...
The River Murders are solved.
They're in the books. Wellig and Felker.
The conspiracy is not ViCAP's mandate.
Finding Cody's killer was a huge win.
Let's do what we do, guys.
Sir, Joe Hudlin was there when I was almost killed.
But no one can confirm that.
I can confirm that!
You came back early.
You need more time off,
I'll write it up, whatever you need.
Hey, you can stay and find another Gerry Kern.
Good work today.
Everyone.