Lennie Briscoe Would Not Stand For This!
I know that murder investigations in Pine Valley are so common that they've lost their mystique and have taken on sort of a casual air, but seriously, I feel like the police should be conducting their conversations with murder suspects in interrogation rooms, not in the middle of the police station joined by a group of pals!
Are we solving a murder mystery or trying to come to an agreement on where to order takeout? Somewhere, S. Epatha Merkerson (if she took her Law & Order role even half as seriously as I did) is shaking her head in disgust and she doesn't know why.
I especially like how Griffin could just have private chats with everyone.
Shoddy police work, PVPD! Not that this is breaking news or anything, since every investigation this police force conducts can be described as hopelessly inept, but still!
Oh, they also just let a random reverend hang out at the crime scene. Oh, sure, they objected for a whole half a second, but then shrugged their shoulders as if to say, "Can you add a line about taking back the contamination of this evidence when you're done with your prayer, Rev?"
I guess I should back up: Griffin, like every person who has ever stepped foot in Pine Valley, is suspected of murder.
Specifically, the murder of the evil Diana, who was killed by the equally evil Ricky, who did a pretty impressive job of framing Griffin.
Although, considering the police force he's dealing with, maybe it's not so impressive after all.
(And speaking of unimpressive and also stupid, did Griffin seriously perform CPR while Diana was in bed? Isn't that, like, totally verboten?)
When Griffin got back to his room and discovered dead Diana, he was...more irked than anything.
Not to live down to stereotypes or anything, but if I found a dead body anywhere, let alone in my bed, I'd be doing a lot more screaming and a lot less scolding!
The cops brought him in for questioning after finding him with the body and also rifling through her purse, and eventually, the truth about his investigation into Zach's death started to come out and Kendall was PISSED.
Griffin: Kendall, I was trying to protect you.
Kendall: That's not your job. He was my husband. I had a right to know.
Almost as pissed as I am that SHE wasn't the one taking the lead in investigating Zach's death! Because why would she do that? He was only her husband!
Oh, and the police also found $75,000 cash, two plane tickets for Griff and Diana and a whole lot of stolen drugs in Griffin's room, so it's not looking so good for the good doctor right now. Depending on how much care the writers put into this story, it could be weeks before he is vindicated!
Part of me wants to give Ricky grudging props for doing such a good job (although, again, with the obvious caveat that, as noted above, it doesn't take much when it comes to the PVPD), but the other part is like, "Ricky, you are TERRIBLE at criminal master-minding!"
This was his face when Ryan and Kendall found out that Griffin was being taken to the police station:
He looks, as they say (and by "they", I mean "me and a handful of senior citizens who cling to phrases of yore"), pleased as punch and only a few seconds away from letting out a Mr. Burns style "Excellent". "What's excellent?," Ryan would wonder, confused as hell (his default facial expression).
Then he strolled onto the crime scene, ostensibly to say a prayer for the poor anonymous murder victim, which is problematic for a couple of reasons. First, he referred to Griffin as "my friend Griffin Castillo", which could raise a few eyebrows, since everyone, including Angie, can pick up on the glares of loathing Griffin and Ricky exchange whenever they are in each other's company. The police probably wouldn't know about their mutual hatred, but why chance it? And why chance visiting the body of your evil partner in crime who you were spotted around town canoodling with?! Anyone, including the CSI techs, could have seen Diana caressing him lovingly at ConFusion whilst wearing the corpses of a family of birds she slaughtered in order to craft a 70's inflected vest.
THEN! He went to Krystal's for whiskey to celebrate and dramatically monologued to his whiskey.
Like, at full volume! To the point where I'm surprised a patron at another table didn't say, "Sorry for your loss--who's Diana? Is she the evil chick you're always hanging out with? Strange company for a minister to keep, but anyway, can you use your inside voice?"
On a completely different note, I reserve the right to take this back as soon as she becomes annoying--which, considering the show that we are watching, could be as early as 1:03 on Monday--but I am really intrigued by Maya so far.
It helps that they're giving her the perfect amount of screentime and that she's played by an actress who seems to be really talented. Talking to her baby could have been amazingly cheesy, but I thought she pulled it off (although I admit that I did expect her to start singing "Somewhere Out There"). She's only had a handful of scenes so far, but she's WAY more interesting than Marissa has ever been.