We start with the shooting of a woman being shown in reverse, from the dumping of her body back to her pleading for her life, soundtracked by a gruff film noir-style voiceover. She was a hula dancer who worked for a thinly-disguised knocking shop; the voice belongs to Harry Brown (William Forsythe), a retired HPD cop-turned-PI, handy with his fists in an old-skool way when the baddies need a bit of encouragement. Needless to say, Steve allows him to join in with the investigation, which has to be extended to cover the first main suspect, who also turns up dead.
It’s not bad, but for some reason I kept waiting for it to get started. Also, it’s one of those episodes. Which is to say that as soon as REDACTED turns up it’s pretty obvious he’s not there just for a few seconds of screen time.
Bromance Watch: Chin and Jerry are now cohabiting. It’s not the same.
Women in the Workplace Watch: Hula dancers/escorts. And Dr Shaw starts crying, because she’s a girl, but is later cheered up by Danny who tells her she has a nice smile.
“Oh, FFS!” Watch: Are the writers really going to make us go through several weeks of ADA Ellie trying to fix Steve up with her hot single mates before they realise that they’re MFEO?