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(GROANING) Hey! He's coming! Please. Not without my sister. Then I'm coming back for you both. (GRUNTING) CJ: Stop right there! (ENGINE STALLING) Come on. Yeah. Shut it down for the night! Yeah. I'd say it's the best room in the place, but they're all the same. Hey, Dale! Hey... (STAMMERS) I saw her! I saw her. Uh... Sorry. Where'd you get the gun? (STAMMERING) I borrowed it from a cop. Where's the cop? Probably... Probably just coming to. All right. Let's go outside and talk. Leave the gun. (SIGHS) What happened?
JAMES: Things got a little out of control. No kidding. I thought you were just going to go see what you could see? Yeah, and I saw an opening to get Antonia back, but she wouldn't go. DALE: You need to lay low for a bit. You got a handful of people on both sides of the law coming after you right now. Hey. Why do you know so much about this? (CLEARS THROAT) Well, the flames of tragedy can refine you, burn off everything till you can finally see what's important. You know what I'm saying? I think so. Anyway, that's my story. You got your own story to worry about. I wanna shut this thing down. Sounds like that little voice telling you to do the right thing just got a bit louder. Welcome to the other side. But you listen. If you do this, it's all-in, James. You go down this road, the things you'll see, the things you'll do... You can't go back to normal life again. It'll change you. I didn't start at normal to begin with. (LAUGHS) Me either, brother. (BOTH SPEAKING SPANISH) Sí? Sí.
EMERSON: (ECHOING) Daddy. Daddy. Daddy? (INAUDIBLE) (GASPS) (PANTING) (DIALS PHONE) (LINE RINGING) MELODY: You have a lot of nerve telling your daughter you're coming, and then not showing up. You're not even supposed to be talking to her without my knowing. Do you even realize that you broke her heart? Slow down, slow down. I know. I'm sorry. I just need to talk to her, Mom. I made a mistake. (BELLS JINGLING) Can I help you, gentlemen? We're looking for, um, this guy named James. Tall, very good-looking white guy with tattoos. Kind of described half the guys in the town. It's a pretty good-looking town, huh? Yeah, we like it. But I don't, uh, recall any guy named James. Okay. Thank you, sir. Yeah. (BELLS JINGLING) (DOOR CLOSES)
MELODY: Honey, I get it, okay? I had you at a really young age. (PHONE RINGING) I know it's tough. But you cannot do what I did. I can't apologize to her if you won't let me talk to her. (PHONE CONTINUES RINGING) Fine. But this is for her. Not you. Emmy. Emmy, honey, it's your dad! (KNOCKING ON DOOR) Good morning, sir. We're looking for my friend James. Is anyone in here? Are you guys with the motel? It's a pretty simple question, sir. No. Nobody's in here. Okay. You have a beautiful day. Come on, kid. Pick up. (PHONE RINGING) Yeah? Hey. They're here. You don't have time to get out, so just don't make a sound. Wait, wait.
Who's here? I'm guessing the pimp and his guys. One of them was banged up pretty bad. I told the cop where I was staying. EMERSON: Daddy? Daddy? Grandma, he's not there! (WHISPERING) Emerson? Hey. Hey, sweetie, I'm here. I promise I'm here. Hi, Daddy. Hey, sweetie. Hey, look, I'm so sorry I didn't come to see you yet. I, um... (KNOCKING ON DOOR) What are you doing? I love you. You know that, right? Tell me. Tell me that you know that. Why are you whispering? (KNOCKING CONTINUES) Hey. I love you more than anything. I know. You already said that, Daddy. Hey! Guys, you can't be banging on guest room doors, disturbing folks. I'm trying to run a business here.
EMERSON: Daddy, what's happening? Are you still there? Lo siento. We're looking for our friend. The one you haven't seen. Like I said, he's not here. Probably headed back out of town. But I don't remember anybody saying anything about him being from out of town. Look, you need to leave, or I'll call the police. There's no need for this to get messy. If it gets messy, you're not gonna like it. Let's go. We'll see you soon. Em? Hey. Are you there? Emerson? (KNOCKING ON DOOR) Open the door. It's Dale. Get your stuff. Where are we going? My place. (SIGHS) You hungry? Yeah. Here you go. Some eggs with a side of eggs. Why are you helping me like this? I never get in the way of a man trying to do something good.
I didn't set out to do anything good. I know you didn't. But you can't help it. That's what makes it good. Sometimes with a little push an ordinary man can do extraordinary things. I'm sorry. Look, I gotta get back into town. I gotta find those girls. (BREATHES DEEPLY) Yep. They'll be looking for you on that bike though. Can you drive? Come on, man. Hopefully better than you can ride. (CELL PHONE VIBRATES) Yo. CHAD: What do you think you're doing, man? Bro, you set me up. No one set you up, James. You said you didn't care as long as it wasn't drugs, and it wasn't. These girls don't belong to you. Chad, those girls don't belong to anyone. Look, there are some bad dudes who are gonna kill you. Kill both of us, if you don't give them their money! We're talking about a couple of whores. They're worth more, man. (HONKING HORN) Hey. I found the house.
Where? Just a regular neighborhood. All right, let's go. You think they're already out for the night? I don't know. I guess we're gonna have to go in and find out. JAMES: Are you serious? DALE: Do you have a better idea? No. You ever shoot a gun before? It's been a while, but... It's kind of like riding a bike, right? No. It's like shooting a gun. I can't believe we missed them by hours. My guess is they're headed to a new city. Maybe even out of state. So they're gone? I'm sorry. She wouldn't come with me. I tried. (SIGHS) But she wouldn't come. (DALE CLEARS THROAT) DALE: James, come here! Let's get out of here. I want to show you something. I come up here to get some clarity.
Remind me of the beauty of it all. That cross. I call it a God Shot. Never heard of that. It's when it feels like everything is over. When the last bit of hope and light starts slipping away faster than you can chase it. Then, boom! Something appears. Gives you strength to carry on. A God Shot. Or it's just a necklace. (CHUCKLES) Nope. It's that little voice that you've been hearing made physical. I don't know what to do. You know what to do. It's too late. It's never too late. We were put here to learn on this journey. The pages of our story are still being written. But here's the good news. We're not the author. He has bigger plans. You sound like Antonia. With everything that she's been through, do you think she still believes? I know she does. That's faith. Hey, can you pull over? Sure. What's up? I need to get some air.
(STAMMERS) I'll meet you back at the house. It's a long walk. Yeah. I could use it. All right, I gotta swing by the hotel. I'll see you at the house later. MAN: (SINGING) I see you dressed in white Every wrong made right I see a rose in bloom At the sight of you You're irreplaceable Unmistakable, incomparable It's all-in It's beautiful I see it all in you WOMAN: Sisters, we can start again Give honor till the end Love, we can start again BOTH: Oh, brothers We can start again Give honor till the end Yes, we can start again We can start again We can start again (DIALING CELL PHONE) (CELL PHONE VIBRATING) AUTOMATED VOICE: At the end of your message, press one. (BEEPS)
Dale, hey, call me. I think I found something. Hello. Massage? Is she here? Is she available? You want her? One hour? Where is she? She very expensive. You must pay first. What room? Antonia! You tell what kind of massage, and... Antonia! ANTONIA: James! You cannot go back there! You don't go! You cause trouble! Antonia! James! Oh! No! (GRUNTS) Stop that guy! (GRUNTING) JAMES: Keep going. Are you okay?
I don't feel good. All right. Come on. We have to go back for Maria. I won't stop till we get her back. You are bleeding, James. It's fine. But you are still handsome. Do you know you are very handsome? I'll remind you that you said that later. She, uh, had a little bit too much to drink. (SOFTLY) Dale? (LINE RINGING) (GARO SPEAKING SPANISH) Where's Dale? You have my girl. (SIGHS) She's not your girl. Amigo, I do not agree with you. Irregardless, I have the old man. And I have her sister. Now I won't hurt the sister, not yet. And the old man, I really haven't decided yet, but that's up to you. You follow directions and maybe everyone walks home. What do you want? Ay, man. Look, you're not good at this, so let me make this easy for you. You give me the girl, I give you the old man. The sister stays with me, but she remains untouched as long as Antonia is returned to me. Because they're a pair. You see this?
They're a family. You can't separate family. Where do you want to meet? But don't try to be a hero, or I kill them both and I make you watch, okay? Where? There's a little park on Central and Main. 8:30. Be there. It's the charade, this thing that you two are doing. You know this? You are a murderer. I've not murdered anybody yet. There is no difference between a murderer and a person that steals a girl's innocence and kills her soul. Wow, man. I never thought of that before. It's very deep. Does this help you? You go through all this? All of this for some girl you don't even know? No. It's for my daughter. I don't know what you're talking about, man. What do you mean by this? Ten years ago. You took my daughter. (SNIFFS) My friend, I hate to disappoint you, but 10 years ago, I was still in high school. You're all the same man. Different names, different faces, but you're all the same.
My daughter ran away for a man like you. She swallowed your drugs. She believed your lies. And you turned her into property. Where is your little girl now? She never made her 18th birthday. Man, this thing is old. It's very old, old... Old Testament old. I'm sure it was, uh, nothing personal. Just his business. Do you know what you are? Hmm? You are the hollowed-out shell that's left after a snake sheds its skin. Garo. You know there's hope? That's New Testament. Hmm. Maybe for some people, man. JAMES: This is yours. You are a changed man, James. Thank you for trying to help us. Okay, I don't know how this is gonna turn out. But you have to know that I... This is how it must be. Hmm? There won't be another chance for me to say this... James,
I know. (LINE RINGING) MALE DISPATCHER: 911 emergency. Hello. Can you tell me your location? Hello? Whatever happens, trust me. I do. (SPEAKS SPANISH) Stay close. A playground? Really? GARO: Sí. It's a beautiful day for this one, no? Ah. I'm embarrassed for us, Garo. I mean, look at us. Look at us! GARO: Yeah. (LOUDLY) Look at us! (CHILDREN SCREAMING) Hey! Amigo, amigo, amigo! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Nada! Carrying guns. Holding hostages.
Maybe, you know, maybe we go crazy. Maybe we shoot everybody. Eh? It's this you want, huh? No, no, no. Here we go. Here we go. Yeah, here we go, man. Hey, hey, hey, hey. You're replaceable. I'm replaceable. Girls? They're replaceable. Sí. Okay. Yeah. You kill mine. I'll kill yours. Round and round we go 'cause it... It doesn't end here. Not today. So, amigo, put down the gun, or I prove your point, we start with this one, sí? Watch this one replaced, yeah? One, two... Okay, hey. No, no, no. I'm not kidding you, man. Hey. This is no game for me. All right, all right.
Put your gun down, man. JAMES: Sure. Sí, sí. Antonia, aquí! (GRUNTING) (GUNSHOT) No! (GRUNTING) (SIRENS BLARING IN DISTANCE) GARO: Come on, man, do it. Do it, man! Did Antonia tell you about our special night together, man? Did she tell you about how we made love, man? Huh? Huh? Yeah? Yeah, do it! Do it, do it, do it! ANTONIA: (DISTORTED) James! You're weak, boy. EMERSON: Daddy. GARO: Huh? Do it! James, no! Drop the weapon, or I'll shoot! Cry now, boy.
It's okay. Come on. Do it, man. Huh? (GUN CLATTERS) Okay, man. (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) Dale. Dale. Dale. (SOBBING) (INAUDIBLE) MAN: How much? How long? Hour. Hundred bucks will get you everything. I was thinking more like 20. (SCOFFS) Twenty bucks ain't gonna get you a handshake. (SCOFFS) You gotta be kidding. I'm doing you a favor. Stupid... (SNIFFLING) You said a hundred bucks? Yeah. This way. Cash on the nightstand. What's your name? They call me Tennessee.
What's your real name? Kelli. Hi, Kelli. I'm James. (KNOCK ON DOOR) I'm sorry. I didn't... I didn't mean to surprise you. You're okay. Kelli, this is Antonia. Antonia, this is Kelli. It is nice to meet you. Can we tell you a story? Whatever. It's your money. A year ago, just about, I met a woman a lot like you. She'd been lied to and forced into the same situation. Men decided she was worth a certain price. I fell in love with that woman. And to me, she is worth more than all the money in the world. You have that same worth inside of you. Kelli, you've been taught to talk and dress and act like you're cheap. We think... No. We believe that there's a God that knows exactly what you're worth. Look, this is my choice. And that means that you have the freedom to make another choice. JAMES: Hey.
This doesn't have to define you. (SNIFFLING) JAMES: It's in these moments I think of my old friend and what he did. And I know he sees us. I know he's looking down from up there. His death gave life. It gave us each other. It gave us a new world, a new understanding of love. Led a father back to his daughter. Led a woman to a new life. A new chance. And it led us to this place. A place where a woman can rediscover her immeasurable worth, passed down to us by God himself. And so the story continues on, and so does this deep knowledge that every life, man, woman, boy, and girl, is incredibly, undoubtedly, completely priceless. (MUSIC PLAYING) Previously on Hawaii Five-O... You don't have to do this. I just need more time. Mr. Shioma has given you over a month to make good on your debt. Time's up. I'd like to report two murders. You can find the bodies in the Makua Kea'au Forest Reserve. How do you know this? 'Cause I put them there. Prosecutor's last and final offer was 18 months. Okay.
We accepted. Before you think of saying anything, know this-- I have people outside your house, right now, and if they don't hear from me in exactly ten minutes, she's dead. What do you want? (man coughs, groans) (groans) (men groaning) (coughing) ♪ ♪ (men groaning) ♪ ♪ (cries out) (weakly): Help me. (Hawaii Five-O theme song plays) ♪ Hawaii Five-O 6x21 ♪ Ka Pono Ku'oko'a (The Cost of == sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (horn honking, tires screeching) Hey. Thanks for coming, brah. Yeah. Is Nahele all right? STEVE: Your text message said it was an emergency. That's the emergency? I-I was just following orders. KAMEKONA: It is an emergency, bruddah.
If I don't get to Waikiki Food Fest within the hour, Simmy's Shrimp Shack's gonna jump my spot. An emergency is-is a life-or-death situation. You understand that? This is... this is a flat tire. It's called an economic crisis. An economic crisis? If I don't sell shrimp, Nahele don't get paid. Nahele don't get paid, he looks for alternative sources of income, which might directly impact your financial situation. Is that right? Trickle-down economics, brah. There's a jack in my truck in the toolbox. What'd I tell you, kid? Superman to the rescue. (cell phone rings) McGarrett. (siren wailing) STEVE: Kono, what do we know? There was a chemical spill on the road outside Halawa Prison that forced an emergency evacuation to the Marine Corps barracks at Kaneohe Bay. STEVE: That's over a thousand inmates. DANNY: That's why they were using the city buses. GROVER: Yeah, Corrections ran out of vehicles, so the mayor commandeered these buses to help out. On the way to the brig, this one was hit with what appears to be a remote-controlled IED. (explosion) We got the exact casualty count? Ten prisoners, one guard dead, dozens injured.
And then there's this guy. Meet James Hamasaki. This guy was doing time for weapons and drug trafficking. Talk about unlucky. By some miracle, this guy survives the blast, only to be the unlucky recipient of a double tap. Now, witnesses say that our shooter was stalking through the wreckage just moments after the blast, but nobody can give us enough information to get an I.D. Okay, so wait a minute, you're telling me that the chemical spill and the attack on this bus was all part of a coordinated hit? DANNY: Yeah, I'm thinking the shooter was just insurance to make sure the job got done. LUKELA: Steve, we got runners. Corrections identified six inmates unaccounted for, and the guard's gun is missing. So I guess we got armed runners. What's the matter, Duke? Kono, one of the fugitives is your husband. ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ STEVE: All right, everybody, listen up. We have the identities of the six escaped inmates. We believe these men are still traveling together and shackled in pairs. We also have reason to believe that one of them is armed with a handgun, so look sharp when you're out there. They are identified as: Gerard Burns, 61 years old. This guy's convicted of first-degree murder in the killing of his wife. He's a former defense attorney to some of the island's worst criminals. Next up: Bobby Stockman. This guy's a serial rapist, convicted. Currently, he's done five years of his 162-year sentence.
Now meet Efrin Aquino. He's currently serving three life terms for a triple homicide that happened back in 2002. I'm sure most of you know this guy, Henry Garavito. For those of you who haven't had the pleasure, Mr. Garavito has spent the last 15 years of his life in solitary confinement after slaughtering two families and cannibalizing all of his victims. We also have serial torch, Jason Duclair. Duclair is currently serving multiple life sentences for various counts of murder and arson. That said, we are gonna have fire-fighting support, helos standing by, just in case the itch while he's out there. Lastly, we got Adam Noshimuri. Mr. Noshimuri was housed in a protective-custody dormitory right next to the maximum-security wing. Now, somehow, he and some of his fellow inmates were mixed up with the other max prisoners on that bus. Please note that right now we believe Mr. Noshimuri was forced to go along with the other fugitives. Is that clear? Good. SWAT is currently tied up helping Corrections with the prison evac. Aviation is up, but the K-9s are still 15 to 20 out. We're not waiting for the dogs, all right? We got to move. These guys have got a big head start on us already. If we want to catch them before the sun goes down, we got to move right now, got it? Kono. All right, so the escapees were last seen headed north. So far, they've avoided H-3 to the west, which is already crawling with HPD checkpoints. There are two other possible escape-route scenarios based on distance and terrain. There are some old, off-the-grid campsites and hunting cabins in this area where they could possibly obtain weapons and supplies, or they could continue moving north to the town of Ahuimanu and Highway 83. Yeah, obviously this is a residential area. We don't want the bad guys getting in there. All right? Let's go. (claps hands)
GROVER: Kono, you rolling with me? STEVE: What's up, Chin? Hey, Steve. Max's prelim on Hamasaki uncovered something very interesting. This wasn't the first attempt on his life. Apparently, he suffered a very serious stab wound to the abdomen two months ago. That explains why he was in protective custody, right? Mm-hmm. Corrections is sending over the case file. Let's look into anybody who had contact with him inside or outside of that prison. CHIN: Already got Jerry on that. Listen, Steve, there's something else you should know. STEVE: What? Nahele's father was one of the inmates on the bus. He didn't make it. Does Nahele know? No. Thought you'd want to be the one to tell him. All right. (helicopter blades whirring) Wait, there, there. Everybody move. Get under there! (panting) You gonna pray for us to make it out of here alive? No.
I'm gonna give you something to tie that bandage with. Thank you. BURNS: We can't keep running around this jungle. Here. BURNS: There's no way we're gonna get away from the cops, not like this. We need a plan. Yeah, he's right. They'll be up here with dogs soon. If we don't get these shackles off, we'll never stay ahead of them. You know, I used to camp up here with my uncle when I was a kid. If we keep heading north to higher ground, we're gonna find some hunting cabins and campsites. We'll find something to break these chains, maybe food and water. Sounds like the counselor here has got a plan. Okay, let's move. All right. AQUINO: Get up. Look, just give me a minute. Get your ass up now, or we're gonna break your neck and carry you. Hey. Hey! If you let him stop the bleeding, he walks faster. We all want that, right? He's right. Make it quick. You guys keep moving. We'll catch up. Okay, so the stabbing of Hamasaki happened in the prison laundry room, away from cameras and guards.
There were four witnesses. Conveniently, they all came down with a case of amnesia. CHIN: Ah. I'm guessing Hamasaki wouldn't I.D. his attacker. No, snitches get stitches. But here's where it gets weird. In the weeks before the assault, Hamasaki was visited over a dozen times by this guy. He signed in as Reid Garner, Hamasaki's attorney. All right, what's weird about that? JERRY: There's no Reid Garner listed as a licensed attorney in the great state of Hawaii. So I ran him through facial rec, and as you may have guessed, his name is not Reid Garner, and he's not an attorney. Then who the hell is he? Gentlemen. Special Agent Ed Scanlon. How can I help you? We need to know about the case you're working with James Hamasaki. He was cooperating in a federal RICO case targeting one of his former associates, uh, Anthony Palumbo. James was supposed to testify against him in a federal grand jury last week. He got cold feet and bailed at the last minute. I'm sure the sharp instrument inserted into his ribs contributed to that decision. Hamasaki was killed this morning on his way from Halawa Prison to the Marine barracks at Kaneohe Bay. That IED attack on the corrections bus? We think he was the target. But it's strange that Palumbo would take him out knowing he decided not to testify. So who put the hit on Hamasaki? (birds chirping) What was that look?
Was that a look? Yeah. Oh, I was just wondering why the man with... the man with a thousand opinions has suddenly turned into a Buddhist monk. You haven't said two words since we left the command post. Well, maybe that's because I don't have anything to say. Oh, really? Yeah, really. Maybe you know I'm not gonna like what you have to say. DANNY: All right, let me ask you a question. I understand, okay? I understand Adam is shackled to Duclair and he had no choice, but what if he did? What if he was using this as an opportunity to run? Why would he turn himself in and take a plea deal if he's just gonna run? Doesn't make any sense. Okay, tell you why. Maybe... maybe it has something to do with the fact that he had a sit-down with Gabriel Waincroft, didn't tell anybody, not even Kono, until he was asked about it. How about that? He's got 14 months left on his sentence, okay? He's not gonna throw that away for a fugitive play. Besides, he wouldn't do that to Kono. Oh, no? I understand that once you are a criminal, you are always a criminal. Old life calls, okay? Need a little help carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders there, Atlas? I'm just thinking about Adam. Adam had to run. He didn't have a choice. Come on, you know that, don't you? I do, and then my mind starts wandering into all that stuff with Gabriel and then I don't.
Well, let me give you a little advice. Follow your first instinct. Your husband's a good guy. I know that and you know that, too, more importantly. He was protecting you by leaving you out of the loop, and now he's doing what he's got to do to stay alive and protecting himself. It's just that simple. JERRY: So... I did some digging into Hamasaki, and check this out. You recognize this guy? Yeah. Solomon Tuasopo. He's the guard that let Gabriel into Halawa to visit Adam. What's he got to do with Hamasaki? Nothing. But he was also the guard assigned to special holding this morning. He put Adam and some other protective custody inmates on a bus with prisoners from maximum security. According to Halawa chief of security, that should never have happened. Okay. Where are you going with this, Jer? I have a theory, if you don't mind. Who does this look like to you? Our victim Hamasaki. Right. But who else does it look like? I don't know. Who? I'll give you a hint. They could pass as brothers, right? I guess, yeah.
Which leads me to my theory. With all the chaos, the smoke, the fire, blood everywhere, same striped jumpsuits, same physical appearance... Hamasaki wasn't the target. It was Adam. ♪ ♪ Chin, are you sure they were trying to kill Adam? CHIN: It's the only theory that makes any sense right now. We're bringing Tuasopo in. He's the guard that put Adam on the bus. I want to know who paid him to do it. That's easy. It was Waincroft. He crawled out from under his rock and he's orchestrating the whole damn thing. KONO: Yeah, well, if Gabriel's behind it, obviously Adam turned down his offer to partner up. No way it was Gabriel. Last time we saw this guy, he's doing a gainer out of a window. He bounced off a car hood. He's half dead, he's got no money; he ain't putting a hit on anybody. KONO: Okay. Well, it's not Gabriel, who wants Adam dead? McGarrett! Chin, I got to call you back. Look at this. Look at all this blood. At least one of these guys is hurt bad. DANNY:
Hey. Guys, I got something over here. This is the prayer beads off of Adam's necklace. It must've broken. Guys? Got fresh tracks over here. They split up. CHIN: You got a house on the North Shore. You got two kids in private school. Either you really know how to stretch that state correctional buck, or you're on somebody's payroll. You know what I learned from talking to people like you, Solomon? That even the worst men who have sat in that chair they all have someone they care about. Someone they love. Now, for you... you got two boys at the Iolani School, right? That's 40 grand a year in tuition. That's... that's a lot of love. For me, it's Kono. I mean, you know, she's like the sister I never had. But maybe you didn't know that the man you had set up to be killed this morning is her husband. That makes him 'ohana. And that makes this very, very personal. So if you ever want to see your children again without a piece of glass and a telephone between you and them, you're gonna tell me who paid you to put Adam Noshimuri on that bus. Where are Garavito and Aquino? They should've caught up to us by now. Maybe the cops grabbed them. BURNS: Who cares? All they did was slow us down anyway. All right.
Hold still. Forget it. That's not gonna cut through cold steel. You got a better idea? Yeah. Heat up the chain, make it softer. (chuckles) This is priceless. The pyro wants to start a fire. Does anyone else think that's, like, a really bad idea? Look, the man's right. The cops will see the smoke. Not if we build the fire upside down. Of course. An upside-down fire. I mean, why didn't I think of that? Everybody on your heads. Be smart. Shut up. Gather up the bigger logs. Start with those. Smaller logs on top, kindling on top of that. This way, the fire burns down instead of up. The heat on top eats up all the gases from underneath. Trust me. Tuasopo's more afraid of whoever's paying him than he is of going to jail. He's not talking. Well, his money definitely is. I found large deposits into accounts under his wife's maiden name. Only problem is, there's no connection to who we thought was behind this, Gabriel Waincroft.
The money was wired from offshore accounts controlled by the man he murdered, late Yakuza boss Goro Shioma. So whoever filled Shioma's shoes is the one who ordered the hit on Adam. Let's get on with this. My hand is on fire! Not yet. I'd rather keep the chain than lose the hand! Okay, over there. Go! Yeah! (shouting in pain) Well, I guess I owe you an apology. I just want you to stay out of my face. That's all I want. Where's Aquino? We got lost. Cut across a stream and he slipped on a rock. Cracked his head wide open. It was real bad. Blood everywhere. He quit breathing. How'd you get the chain off? I had no choice. You sick son of a bitch! I did what I had to do. Get back! ADAM: Easy. Come on. There's nothing we can do about it now. I did what I had to do.
(helicopter blades whirring) I can walk 18 holes on a golf course, not blink an eye. I'm lying. I take a cart every time. What I'm trying to say is this hiking is kicking my ass. (exhales) Well, I guess it is better than walking a beat in Chicago on Rush Street in the middle of winter. I do not miss that, I tell you what. Waking up in double digits below zero. Weather forecast for the day is: Popsicle toes. I can't feel my face. (chuckles) I don't know. I could do with a little cold weather right now. Kono. KONO: I see it. I got blood and drag marks. Hang on. What is this? Oh, it's a body. It's Aquino. Yeah. I guess Garavito prefers his own company. Hang on. Where is his hand? It's over here. Gentlemen, as much as I've enjoyed the company, think I'm gonna head out on my own. Splitting up will only increase our chances of getting caught.
No one's asking your opinion. The man's right. We should stay together until we get to the highway. The man eats people. I think that disqualifies him as someone we should listen to. This guy turned himself in the last time he escaped. He doesn't care if he gets caught. The cops grab him, he's liable to tell them which way we're headed. We can't let him go. Who's gonna stop me? You? (gun clicks, Stockman clears throat) I am. Give him the hatchet. Keep that handy. I'm gonna need it later when I kill you. Shoot him! Blow his damn brains out! This guy is a liability! All right, shut up! No one's killing anyone. Put the gun down. Everybody, just take a deep breath. Give me the gun! I'll do it! ADAM: You pull that trigger, and you'll tell the cops exactly where we are, quicker than Duclair ever could. Trust me, they're out there, listening. They're waiting for us to give up our location. That gun leads them right to us.
Let's go. Before I change my mind. Wait, hold on. How far is that stream? It's not far-- half a mile. Why? We're heading to higher ground. We need to fill these bottles. We're not gonna get very far without water. Okay. But only Burns goes. No offense, but, uh, I don't know you. So I trust you even less than these guys. If the Yakuza put a hit out on Adam, it had to be because he was working with Gabriel. Or because Shioma thought he was. Well, they'd have to have solid Intel to come at him this strong. No? And it'd be another reason why Adam's running. Did you hear what I said? Yeah, I heard what you said. I'm not saying you're wrong. Did I say you're wrong? No, you didn't, but then what would be the opposite of that? The word opposite of-- Why can't you just say I'm right? Say, "You're right about something." Why can't you say that? Why? Am I, am I speaking to myself?
Why can't you say that? Because you're wrong. Adam's not running. He's leaving a trail for us to find him. ♪ ♪ (branches rustling nearby) Are you crazy? I thought you were the cops. Sorry. They sent me to find you. Stockman's anxious to get moving. He needs to relax. I'm not done here. All right, let me help. All right, thanks. (muffled shouting) (grunting) What's taking them so long? Asking that every minute ain't gonna get them here any faster. Oh, I'd shut up if I were you. You got a problem with me? Yeah, I do. How's a guy with two bodies on him get only 18 months in protective custody, hmm? DUCLAIR: Answer him. ADAM: The government had a weak case; I took a plea. Or maybe you used some of that Noshimuri money to get yourself a comfy little sentence, huh? (chuckles)
Yeah, you got that wrong, friend. Yakuza slit my brother's throat three years ago over a gambling debt. Let's get one thing straight. I ain't your friend. (grunting) No. I'm sorry about your brother. Where the hell have you been? ! Looking for Burns. He wasn't at the stream. We've wasted enough time. We got to go. Yeah, we have to assume the cops got to him. All right! Let's move. CHIN: Who is she? Michelle Shioma, Goro's oldest daughter. Married mother of two, masters in business admin, soccer mom, president of the PTA. Model citizen, until you get to these bank transactions. CHIN: The money used to pay off Tuasopo came from her? Uh-huh. His account's under her direct control. I checked with the head of security at the branch where the wire transfers originated. Michelle was physically present and signed for them. And there's security footage to prove it. She's out to avenge her father's death. So why put Adam in the crosshairs?
I'm thinking she found out about Gabriel's meeting with Adam, and figured that the two of them were in business. So that makes him an enemy of the family. Michelle Shioma. Lieutenant Kelly, Five-O. I need you to step out of the vehicle, please. Lieutenant, as you can see, I'm driving my children home from school. If you need anything from me, I suggest you call my attorney. Why don't you hold onto that and call him yourself. Your girls are gonna need a ride home. Step out of the vehicle, please. You're not nearly as sharp as your father, Michelle. See, your father knew how to cover his tracks. He never would've been careless enough to leave the paper trail that you did, leading straight to Tuasopo's bank account. And your father would've known that Tuasopo was also on Gabriel's payroll. Did you know he was the same guard who slipped Gabriel into Halawa to meet with Adam Noshimuri? You didn't know that, did you? Tuasopo played you, Michelle. He saw the chance to make a few extra bucks, so he told you about Gabriel's partnership offer to Adam. But what he didn't tell you was that Adam said no. So all of this was for nothing. But you didn't know that. You just knew that Gabriel was in hiding and that Adam was in protective custody, so you needed to make your play. And that's where things got messy. Well, literally, because you did set up the chemical spill. And you were the one to pay Tuasopo to put Adam on that bus. But the IED didn't quite do its job, did it? And the hit man?
Well... (chuckles) he tagged the wrong guy. That's a very amusing story, Lieutenant. The only part of it that made any sense to me is the part about the kind woman depositing money into a dear friend's account to help pay for a decent education for his children. If that's a crime, then... I'm guilty. Is that really the story you're sticking with? Lieutenant, you seem to know my father very well. But not the fact that for the last five years of his life, he wasn't very active in the business. You see, he left the day-to-day to the person he trusted most. The one person he knew would do... whatever was necessary to protect our family's interests, no matter how heavily it weighs on their conscience. Is that a threat? (door buzzes, opens) (door closes) (helicopter blades whirring) All right, judging by this fire, they were here in the last two hours. If they're no longer shackled, they're gonna be moving a hell of a lot quicker. We got to pick up the pace. Aquino's dead. Yeah, we found his body about a mile back. We followed the blood trail; led us right back here to you. Garavito smashed his head in with a rock. And that ain't all. He chewed off Aquino's hand at the wrist to get free. Okay. He's not the only one off his chains. Well, so much for the advantage. No, we still got one. What are those?
Adam's been leaving us a trail. Hey. What I tell you? STEVE: Now, let's go find them. Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on. Stop. I get that this Garavito is a psychopath, nut job, maniac or whatever, but I don't get it. He kills the guy that he's chained to. And instead of disappearing, he doubles back and rejoins the group-- why? Strength in numbers. STEVE: No. He's not done killing. (phone ringing) Chin, hey. How'd you do with the Shioma woman? Oh, you'd love her. She's beautiful, sophisticated... and she'd shoot you in the face just to make sure the gun worked. JERRY: While Chin was getting the silent treatment, I ran her cell records. There were dozens of incoming calls to her phone before and after the attack on the bus. These calls were pinging cell towers in the area of your crime scene. And we triangulated on those GPS signals. There are at least four active signals within a mile of your current location. CHIN: Steve, we believe those are troops on the ground looking for Adam. We got company.
We got to move. Come on, hurry up! You're holding us up! STOCKMAN: Hey! Are you crazy? ! What are you doing? (grunts) What'd you do that for? He murdered Burns and probably Aquino, too. What are you talking about? There was fresh blood on his pants, and he stopped bleeding hours ago. And where do you think he got this? Huh? You gave it to Burns. Think about it. Why would Burns run off? He had no reason. Garavito killed him, and he came back to kill the rest of us. (leaves rustling) Where the hell are you going? ! Move, you die. (groans) ♪ ♪ (panting) Easy, easy. I'm not running. I'm not running. My name is Adam Noshimuri.
We know who you are. On your knees, hands over your head. I'm unarmed. I surrender. Shut up! (man speaks Japanese over radio) (speaks Japanese) You guys aren't real cops, are you? Whoever's paying you to do this, I'll double it. With what, Mr. Noshimuri? Everyone knows you have nothing left. You think I gave everything to Shioma, you're wrong. I think you'd say anything right now to stay alive. (man screams in distance) (screaming) (choking) Now we're even. STEVE: Call Max, tell him we got another body. What was that? What's going on? It's fine. Everything's fine. Don't lie to me. Whatever happened, just tell me. They found Burns's body by a creek a couple miles back. Was it Garavito? He opened the guy's chest up with a broken bottle and ate his heart. He's not gonna stop until he kills every one of them. I'm not a real cop.
Doesn't matter. People who I work for will never... Shh. STEVE: Hey, Garavito! Drop the knife! Put down the knife! (yelling) (radio static crackles) Yeah, I need an immediate medical evacuation. Sending location now. Thank you. Shut up. How many more are with you? (helicopter blades whirring) (both panting) Burns said you turned yourself in last time you escaped. That's right. So why'd you run this time? Thought the best place for me was on the inside. I was wrong. (two gunshots) (grunts) Took you guys long enough. You all right? Yeah. GROVER: This is Captain Grover. I need a medevac for a gunshot wound on a male escaped convict, Jason Duclair. MAN:
Copy that. Medevac on the way. (indistinct police radio chatter) (car doors closing) (sighs) Looks like my ride's here. No more secrets. No more secrets. Hey. We're gonna make it. I know. (whispering): No matter what happens, we'll always find our way back to each other. (engine starts) (van driving away) Hey. What's up? Hey, uh, sorry about the whole, uh, tire thing. Uh, I dropped off the jack in your garage. Don't worry about it. Okay. Anyways, the food fest was amazing. I made so much tips, and, uh, Kamekona, he, uh... yeah, he won best original dish for, uh, that, uh, that, uh, three-alarm chili shrimp dog. Yeah, that was so good. So, uh, what... what'd you want to talk to me about? Sit down for a sec. (Steve speaking quietly) (Steve continues speaking quietly) Uh, I don't know why I'm crying. (sniffles)
He wasn't really a good person. Yeah, he was still your father. I got no more family left. (sobbing softly) Yeah, you do, pal. == sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man Hey, thank you. Here's an Andrew Jackson. Make a clean set of sheets happen, I'll introduce you to his twin brother. You don't have to do the banter, but what's it cost me? Manny, it was a great idea to come on the train. Rail is the last bastion of respectable travel now that every airport has become a sweat-pant convention. We are all traveling to Portland because Jay's ex-wife, Dede, is getting remarried. We're so happy. For us. It means the end of those damn alimony payments, so I'm gonna make sure Dede goes through with it. It'll be, "I do", "I do", "I'm done". How much choice action are we gonna get on this trip? I'm managing my expectations. Don't you know anything about trains? Chicks go crazy. The vibrations get them all worked up. Also, they're trapped, which is nice. Hey. We're just gonna go bang out this toast for Mom. Yeah. Shouldn't have waited till the last minute. It'll be a nice distraction from your motion sickness.
It's good, as long as I'm not facing backwards when the train is - - Oh, God, no. Lead me. All right, I got it. There you go. Fixed point. Mm-hmm. # Modern Family 7x21 # Crazy Train Original Air Date on May 11, 2016 Oh, my God, it can't be. What? No, it's not a bald spot. I slept on it funny last night. No. The guy two rows back. Oh, my... That's Simon Ha-- Hastings. Oh, my -- You're a fan of his, too? Oh, my - - He's my favorite author. Don't tell Mitchell, but I was so engrossed in his last book, I didn't feed Lily for a day and a half. Wait a second. Simon Hastings is the genius behind the Silverton mystery novels. "Dismembers Only". "A Death of Fresh Air". The world has been waiting for the final book of the trilogy for almost, what, 10 years? I missed it so much, I took a stab at writing fan fiction. What?
I put Silverton in the harrowing world of real estate with "Open House, Closed Casket". Goose bumps. Hey! Hey! We hate to bother you, but you are our favorite author. Gentlemen, the words are all out there. I just arrange them in a financially rewarding way. Droll is what that is. Droll. Classic Hastings. That by any chance isn't the -- the next Silverton novel, is it? You mean "Locomotive for Murder"? Crackerjack. It's not even out yet, and I'm sad about finishing it. Well, I hope you won't be disappointed. Lovely to meet you. What's your process? Are the characters just speaking through you? How important is plot? Here's an idea -- how would you two like to sit quietly and read the first chapter? Oh... What? ...my... What? ...God. What? Rest assured. Your treasure is in good hands. We are also members of the artistic community. Clown.
Magician. Ugh. Nope. What? We're on a train, and I'm embracing a romantic style of travel. I get it, and I love it. Wonderful Victorian tea hat. Thank you. Top-notch travel derby. Ma'am. See you at high tea. He acts like someone with low "T". Ah. Ugh, I forgot my magazines when I was buying gum. Oh, it's hard to do two things at once. You got an extra book? Well, I'm re-reading "Jane Eyre", but I've got "Anna Karenina" on deck. What you got? "Hurricane Harriet". It's mostly pictures. Sold. Move over. So, what's Harriet's deal? She's a ditzy girl who causes problems for everyone, but never realizes it. Doesn't sound very realistic. Ah, do you guys know where the bathroom is? Oh, back there. Isn't it that way? Doesn't matter. First-class ticket, please.
I just came looking for the bathroom. My ticket is in my seat. Do you have any idea how many times a day I hear that? Just go back where you came from. Go back where I came from? Okay. I see how it is. So, Harriet just sent those people right into a bear cave? She never knows what she's doing. What an idiot. Excuse me. You mind if I sit here? Uh, no. You have a beautiful smile. Thanks. They make fun of you for wearing your headgear, but, hey, look at me now. Tickets? Oh, yeah. Uh, honey, do you have my ticket? No. I'm pretty sure I gave you my ticket, babe. Sorry, babe. Back to coach. I forgive you. Come find me. "Mom has always been a free spirit". "She has also helped to free a lot of spirits from bottles 'cause the woman's a boozehound!" Hello! Yeah, I'm not gonna put that in. Uh, how about this one? "The secret to her chocolate-chip cookies was a dash of salt --"
"And two scoops of crazy because the lady's imbalanced." Hello! Claire, this is toast, not a roast. Are you uncomfortable because, for the first time in your life, you have to be the straight man? Hello! Saying "hello" doesn't make mean things funny. I like it. Well, you don't get to decide. How come you get to decide? 'Cause Mom asked me and not you. I included you because I felt bad. That's fine. I don't care. You can do it yourself. I don't care. Claire. Wait. Nope. This is a $20. When my wife shows up later, "iced tea" means Scotch. Grandpa, do you think it's weird Nana invited you to her wedding? I think it's the least-weird thing Dede's ever done. Well, if she was so bad, why'd you ever marry her? We were young. She was cute, but the constant nuttiness of Dede wore me down, robbed me of my will to live. One day, she pushed me off the edge. I ran out of the house. They found me shirtless in the local fire station. Excuse me.
This, uh, Dede that you're speaking of -- um, is that Dede Pritchett, by chance? Do you know her? She's marrying my father. You're kidding. No. We're traveling to the wedding right now... if there is one. I've got to call Dad. I told you that woman was off. Just ridiculous. I'm gonna need $18 back. Uh, excuse me. Uh, hi, Mr. Hastings. Um, do you know -- have they developed a cure yet? For what? A blown mind -- because we have two of them. You're too kind. Oh, thank you. Oh, thank you. We are just dying to know how the conductor got all the way from the front to the back, kill the ambassador, and not be seen? There's an escape hatch in the control room. Oh. He climbs up, crawls his way across the top of the train to the caboose. There, his feet firmly planted, thanks to magnetic shoes, he hangs down, shoots the ambassador, then crawls back the way he came. That is so ingenious. How does he avoid the video cameras? Yeah. I beg your pardon. On top of the train. He's on a train that doesn't have any cameras. Oh, no, they all have cameras now -
- Big Brother. I just read an article about it in Rail World, the magazine in your seat pocket -- also a great interview with amateur conductor Valerie Bertinelli. Well, if that's true, then the murder isn't possible. And if the ambassador is still alive, then there's no reason for Silverton to be in Nigeria. And if that's the case, he's not at the coup, which means the whole thing doesn't work. Dear God, I have no book. Oh. I have no book! Now I wish I hadn't circled the typos. _ What are you still doing here? Go find him. I don't know. Come on, it's a better love story than the one you're reading. You're the beautiful, high-class, smart girl, and he's the poor boy duct-taping his shoes with a bunch of hobos in coach. It's a $20 difference. Alex, you got this. Trains make guys crazy. When were you ever on a train? In Vegas, between my plane and the luggage area. Stuff went down. Fine. I'll go for it. Oh, wait. Nope. Manny likes hats, doesn't he? Ooh, someone's still got a crush. I'm not proud of it. I tried to get past it.
But, you know, trains. Well, I think you look cute, and I bet he would, too. Hey, you pervs. Let me guess -- shoulders tired from striking out so hard? It's still early. Ooh, I see a dime piece over there. That means she's a 10. Yeah. I speak d-bag. Luke, she's a little old. Hey, Jennifer Lopez is like 90. Doesn't mean I don't pretend she's my pillow every now and then. How does he have prospects? If it makes you feel any better, that one's got a big crush on you. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised. I've always sensed a little heat from Alex. A woman doesn't compliment a man on his hat unless she wants to get into his blazer. Hey. Peace offering? Thank you. Look, I'm sorry I told you that Mom picked me for the toast and not you. It's just that... I've always had a special relationship with her. Sure, like the one between a witch and her flying monkey. Don't do that. Don't use "The Wizard of Oz" against me. Mom manipulates you. She uses you against the rest of us. I have no idea what you're talking about. Oh, God, if only I could think of an example.
Oh, wait, here's one of 30. She blew off Alex's graduation, but she didn't tell us. She made you do it so we would all dump on you instead of her. And now she bans me from giving a toast, and we're fighting about it. Come on. She's using you like a human shield. Does that seem like a healthy relationship? Why don't you give that some thought while you're getting me a refill? When did you even drink that? You've been talking the whole time. Fine. I don't get anything. No... Hey, pal. Before you call your dad, what I was saying about Dede was me just covering up because I lost the greatest, most stable person I've ever known. But you seemed so angry. It's because I can't get over her. I've tried everything -- therapy, pills, electricity. I'm sorry. It's just that I miss her so much. I-I'm gonna see the luckiest man in the world marry the most wonderful woman in the world, and I have nobody. Excuse me, sir. This woman says she's your wife. Never seen her before. But here's someone I do know -- my son, Mitchell. Mitchell and Dede are great pals. Tell these lovely folks about your mother. She's a scheming dragon woman hell-bent on destroying everyone around her. You pick today to realize that?
! You're welcome. I finally got him to see Mom for who she really is -- a nasty, old nutjob. But she's someone else's problem now, huh? Mm-hmm. Wait a minute. You know what? I don't know these people, either. Let's go. Excuse me. Pardon us. Hi. I'm Haley. Pleasure. I'm a massive fraud. Sounds like you need a drink. I'm not sure that's a good idea. I used to have something of a -- Oh, come on. I feel weird drinking alone. I don't. I just wanted him to pay. The last time I was this bladdered, I parked my fist right in Salman Rushdie's smug gob. Do you know Adele? Oh. -There he is. -Hey. Just checking in. Hi.
Ooh, celebrating solving your problem? After 10 years of paralyzing writer's block, I at last felt that I was drinking directly from the teat of the muse. But she was no muse. She was a succubus. Such a gift for language. At the next stop, I'm going to burn this book. That is bad-ass. No! What? Yes. It will be the last act of my career. Well, not counting the panel discussion in Portland. It would be rude to cancel. There's a wine-and-cheese reception. You have to finish. What if we proved it could happen? Maybe there's another way for the murderer to get to the caboose and back. I've filled the train with characters who cannot know that the engineer has left his post. It's hopeless! Wait. Did we just stop? No. I don't think so. No. Mnh-mnh. Look how beautiful California is. The best part about taking the train, as I often do for my work with, uh, the children, has got to be the scenery. Yeah? What's your favorite spot?
Well, I'd have to say the spot where, uh... the Rio Grande pours into Lake Superior. Huh. I don't think I've seen that. Can you excuse me for just a pinch? Sure. What are you doing? Getting swollen 'cause that's how you close. Oh, by the way, if you see a tie on our door, Luke's starting to score. It's a little hard to root for you right now. So, where were we? Is this your first time seeing the Central Coast, Big Sur? No, it's not, little miss. I can't wait to watch the sunset over the Andes tonight. Not like my view right now isn't fantastic. You're cute. You know, if you're into it, I think I could show you a few things. Uh... it's a little loud in here. Maybe we should go somewhere more quiet. Sure. Really? Trains. You're so serious. I want to make sure I capture your beauty. Can I see yet? I hope you like it. Oh! So, he's not an artist. Who cares? People in first class think they have it made with their early boarding and their slightly cleaner seats.
But they don't know what living is. I'll take a long line for the bathroom if that bathroom is in heaven. I'm so glad you came back here. Me, too. This feels weird. Do you have a compartment? I do, but how will you get up there? I'll find a way. I promise. Oh, by the way, I'm in compartment 18B, as in, "Boy, are you cute". Idiot. Just keep walking. Got it. # I have a signal # Oh, good. Guys, guys, guys, come on. The only signal we need is this. My kids in the back -- They don't hate Dede. They're preparing a roast for the wedding. That's how our family shows love. You'll get a taste of it at the reception. What are you, Italian? We'll do a whole thing, unless you shoot the place up first. Oh. See? That kind of stuff. Jay Pritchett, I am going to strangle you! I don't know why you're pretending that you don't know me, but I'm sure it's for some stupid and selfish reason! She really is your wife? For now.
Pretty soon, you're gonna be getting on a train to my next wedding. You're driving me insane. Oh, I see what's going on. Don't listen to her. Dede's not crazy. You are. Sure. That works. Who are you? Oh, I'm Carl. Uh, my father's marrying Dede. Yes, he is, and let's celebrate. Drinks on me. What the heck. And, again, I'm sorry to have worried you guys about Dede. Oh, please. It's not like Carl's father is such a prize. What? He snapped and burned your mom's house down. She's kidding. Uh, we're doing a roast, too. Yeah, right. Your mother was almost a roast. _ We needed to prove that the crime was feasible, so I would play the role of engineer/murderer. And I would play the role of everyone else. When my hometown theater's production of "Robin Hood" was lacking a leading lady, I stepped into the role of Maid Marian in addition to playing the Friar. Tuck? Didn't have to.
The costume hid it quite nicely. Sunday dinner! What? ! The Turkish ambassador's bodyguard was instructed to neutralize anyone who looks suspicious. Ustten! What? It's Turkish for "from the top". I have a lot of downtime while you're resetting. Oh. Woof! Did you forget Count Maxim du Vernay brought his service shar-pei? If I'm being honest, I skimmed that part. Again! Hi. You ready for me? I believe I've Googled everything I need to know. So, let's get started. This is California. Lake Superior is here, all the way across -- Are you trying to take off my shoe? I thought you wanted to show me things. I do. I'm a geography teacher, and, boy, do you need one. Are you kidding me? If her new husband is an arsonist, you guys have to tell her. Everybody, calm down. The guy burned down one house. He's not in jail, so he's got the government's A-okay. I recently discovered I have some issues with Mom, but I love her.
I don't want her to wake up in a burning house just so you don't have to pay alimony. I love Mom, too... usually. But if this wedding doesn't happen, you know where she's gonna end up in 10 years -- su casa or...my...casa. Besides, the first wife obviously drove the guy nuts. How do we know your mother's gonna -- Oh, geez. Luke, you're such a quick learner. Thanks. I had no idea that was there. Come in. Is that you? Uh-huh. I'll be out in a second. This is so naughty. I was going to see Alex and let her down easy. I mean, she's family. It's taboo. I'm sorry. I shouldn't be judgy, especially when, you know, trains. Ooh. Dark. I like it. I-I was going to let you down! You sure did! Well, your hat was garish. Excuse me. Have any of you guys seen the guy I was dancing with earlier? So, it turns out James got off right after I left him. On a possibly unrelated note, my wallet is gone.
Trains. Mr. Hastings, we did it. We made it to the caboose and back without being seen. Your book works. I can't believe it. Are you sure? Yes! Yes. It's a combination of slithering, clever disguise, and not to write the book for you, but it would help if the Count had a wooden hand. Well, I was sort of in that area anyway. A thousand thank-yous. Silverton lives! Yay! Hi. Oh, you guys are doing that book thing, right? Yeah. Well, I don't know if this helps at all, but I was just talking to the engineer. It turns out he can't leave the controls because of what's called a dead man's switch. If he takes his foot off of it, the whole train stops. Anyway, you're welcome. If the engineer can't leave the controls, then... He can't commit the murder. It's over. Hastings, we are so sorry. It's time to rid myself of this 500-hundred page stain. Wait! No! No, no, no, no! Open, damn you! No, no!
Wait! Wait! Is that the back of the train? Yep. This is the famous horseshoe turn. Only two of them in the continental United States, one of which is here in California, which is in North America. Sadly, I know all of this now. That's it. The engineer - - He never has to leave the controls. He waits for the horseshoe turn. Then he plugs the Earl in the caboose. I heard it. This is brilliant! I can't believe you two clowns have saved my book. Actually, it's just one clown. One magician. Hey, Mom! Hi! Hi, Mom! Well, hello, original family. Dede, we have something we have to tell you. Now, I know there's a delicate way to say this. Just can't think of it. Your fiancé's a pyro. He burnt down his ex-wife's house. It's just like you three to try to ruin my big day. Mom, we just thought you should know. Jerry told me everything. Trust me.
She had it coming. The woman's "cah-razy". So, you're okay he's a firebug? He's passionate, Jay. He knows how to express his feelings, unlike you. Maybe if you had burned our house down, we'd still be together. My mistake. You're right, Dede. Great, Mom. See you at the wedding. Bye. Claire, you're not mad at me about your seating arrangements? Why? Where am I sitting? Mitchell, tell her. Got to run. You're not sitting at the family table. Hello! _ Phil sent me his Silverton fan fiction, "Open House, Closed Casket". "He looked up at the pristine crown molding in the great room and felt the breeze of the recently updated central air. 'Mrs. Coruthers, just as this desirable corner lot was split in half, so, too, is Mr. Coruthers.' The widow gasped and steadied herself on the granite kitchen island, a fitting metaphor for how alone she felt, despite being walking distance to a vibrant shopping district and wonderful schools." I've been avoiding him for the last two weeks. Don't answer that! ¶¶ Previously on stitchers...
Cameron! -Good morning, sunshine. -How are you feeling? -Doctor said I'm good to go. -What is going on with you? Climbing buildings... Slugging people? I can't help it. I died and then I came back. I get a second chance to live my life. You see how she reacted after cameron revived? I've never seen her like that. -This is the rev 2. -How is this suit going to protect me? -How do you feel? -Slightly badass. His name was ed clark. Why did he kill himself? He didn't and he wasn't my father. Les turner ordered me to stop looking into ed clark's murder. This facility is under my authority until a new director is appointed. I smell something. I smell incense again. Whoever killed ed also killed turner. Hey, dad. What's that smell? That is sandalwood. When you said "fully furnished", I pictured one of those little dorm fridges. Maybe a futon.
The apartment is completely tricked out With smart appliances. I can turn on any device... With touch of an app. Lights, washer, dryer, stove-top. I'm sorry, how much money do you make? Not much. When you live with your parents for years, The benjies start piling up. (scoffs) Can I make you some tea? -Oh! Well, actually, that would be-- -no? Okay. Great... Wow, now you don't even have to get off your fat ass to boil water. (sighs) Living on my own is going to be great. You just moved out yesterday, but yes, It is a big step. What is this about a big step? -Aw! There she is. -Hey! What are you doing here? Get out of my way. Camille! How wonderful to see you. And with my linus. Yes, it is a treat to see you, camille.
(laughs) We came to see this hovel you left us for. -He doesn't mean that. -Yes, I do. So you don't like it? He likes it. We both do. Does it matter what I like? You have done it already. Baba, why are you being so-- Ah! You never answered my question. I heard "big step." Are you two-- What? Us? Here? Together? No! Ah, well, I just thought-- Don't take it so hard, mom. Certainly don't take it harder than linus abandoning us. Abandoning you? I'm 24. I can't live at home forever. I know that, linus. And what I know is that a pain that a mother feels When her child leaves, is real and it is deep. (cell phone bleeps) (car honking)
¶takeme inside¶ ¶takeme inside¶ So, the house you're living in, The house that you thought was ed's, Was actually your parents' house all along. So, I guess when my father left me, Instead of having me go to ed, he had ed move in. You didn't know that till that memory of you And your dad in the kitchen came back? (chuckles) oh, I love how the brain works! Okay, but you never answered my question. What do you think my father meant When I heard him in turner's memory Talking about "moving the asset"? Hey, give it a rest. I've seen how you get when you're obsessed and it's not pretty. Speaking of pretty-- I'm not quitting until I find my father. You got to get out of your own way. Okay? You're letting your new emotions affect your reasoning. You gotta take a step back, And wait for the "ah-ha!" moment to come to you. Ah-ha! Come to me! Oh, my gosh! Huh? How do I look? Like a trust fund kid with a death wish. (sputters) hop on.
Pass. Seriously, hop on! You might actually like it. (sputtering) (chuckles) Feels good, right? Okay. Now picture this. You and me, cruising down the highway, all right? Wind, in our hair. No, but we'd be wearing helmets. So, no. But seriously, you gotta hold on or you're fall, okay? (mimicking acceleration) You guys are the hottest couple ever. -Oh! -Actually, we're not-- We're not sure if this is the right bike for us. Right, pumpkin? Actually, I didn't even know that shnookums wanted a motorcycle Until he died last week. You did what now? But lucky for muffin I was there to save him. Mmm. -Why tempt fate, right? -Yeah. Okay, so I guess this is-- I guess I'll take it. Hmm. Sold.
(chuckling) Oh, man! My first motorcycle. Aren't you a little young for a mid-life crisis? Hmm. (cell phone ringing) Oh! Um... We actually gotta go to work. Is there anyway that we can put this aside for later? Um... (mimicking) I'll be back. 'cause arnold said that in terminator 2... He rides a motorcycle. Sorry. Power heels? I have a meeting with our division head, mitchell blair. He was turner's boss. He's going to be here today. Turner had a boss? Can't imagine him taking orders from anyone. Well, everyone answers to someone. And no, I don't know what blair wants. Well, I'd like to meet this guy and ask him about my father. Right now I'd like us to focus on the case. Where's camille? She's still babysitting fisher. Which I don't get, 'cause he's been out of the hospital for a week. Yes, men are such babies when they're sick or shot. Linus? Derek steelman, 28 years old.
He got hit by a car this morning in downtown la. At one point he was number 3 on the fbi's most wanted hacker list. Until the fbi caught him posting internal memos From one of the "big five" oil companies. I could only find two photos. Well, he was a hacker. He wouldn't have wanted a big internet footprint. Instead of prison, the fbi offered him a deal. He turned white hat, started working for some of our off-the-books agencies. N.C.T.C.? C.T.I.I.C.? Both: R.E.S.P.E.C.T? Among others. His job was to prevent cyber-terrorists from breaching our systems. So he could have been killed because of something he found out. Wait! What is that? That's an insulin pump. Derek was wearing at the time of death. Witnesses say derek looked disoriented before he walked into traffic. Was he drunk? On drugs? But we can't wait 48 hours to get his tox screen. If derek was murdered, we need to know how and why. All right, derek's mind map indicates there are a few speed bumps along memory lane. Might have something to do with getting hit by a car. Okay, what happens if we hit one? We'll take a detour. I need a go, no-go for stitch neurosync.
Life-sci? -Go. -Everything just sounds so much better british. -Sub-bio? -Go. -The big man himself engineering? -Go. What's with you? I'm just happy because this baller is getting his first motorcycle today. Communications? Communications is highly impressed by this news. Go. -Medical? -We are go. And as medical officer I advise against the purchase of a motorcycle. Fantastic! Comp check, kirsten, one two, one two. Do you hear me as your rider? Oh, I hear you, baller. Okay, I'll take that as a go. Induce stitch neurosync on my mark. In three, two, one... Mark! Unbelievable. I'm in derek's workshop. He's got enough equipment in here to crack any database he wants. Which, I suspect, is a violation of his parole. I am the only reason you are still alive and I am sick Of cleaning up your messes! I'm gonna deal with it my way.
You knew this from the start. If you can't deal with it, then by all means, cut me loose at any time. It's not that simple, derek and you know that. Then what do you want me to do? Do as I tell you or you are going to end up dead. She just threatened to kill him if he didn't do something. -You see a name? -No. Take me as close as you can to his time of death. I'm with derek on the street. So far he seems okay. Tell her to watch him closely. See if anyone brushes past him, makes physical contact That could mask a needle prick or a chemical transfer. Kirsten, look for anyone making contact with him. He just got an e-mail. Uh, I can't see it. Uh... Hey, just try moving just your consciousness closer to him. What? I can do that? Absolutely. Okay, the text reads, "five million sent. Destroy the list." Stealaglance? I know that website. It's where married people go to have affairs. What? I bought stock. Okay, well maybe derek worked for stealaglance.
Or blackmailing them. Wait. Something's wrong. I'm seeing double. Heart rate is elevating. He's checking his insulin pump. Ayo: A sudden overdose of insulin could be fatal. He's trying to tear it out. Everything is getting dark. Oh, god! Car! Make the bounce! Okay, the car finished him off, But it was really derek's insulin pump that killed him. Derek's insulin pump administered a massive overdose. He was suffering from insulin shock. Could it have malfunctioned? His pump is one of the most reliable on the market. Failure rate of less than .0002. Here's what I think might have happened. Derek was blackmailing a billion dollar company, Who turns out to be jacob mcguire, Founder and ceo. Maybe mcguire had derek killed for stealing his client list. Which, if it were ever released, would effectively put stealaglance out of business. But... How could they trigger derek's pump? Could have been hacked. I mean, it's internet and cellular connected.
It's difficult, but mostly makes sense. But why would they kill him If they know that their client list was still out there in the wild? I said "mostly". Then find mcguire and make him make total sense. Wait, hey, I want to meet this blair guy. Yeah, if he was turner's boss, he must be a total badass. Yes, a badass who is not on time. He's coming here to meet me. You guys have a job to do. (grunting) (music playing) You looking good. Feeling weak. Well... Considering it wasn't that long ago you were flat on your back, I expected to find you on the couch covered in potato chip dust. Thanks for getting me off my ass in the hospital. Golly, don't go all weepy on me now, fishy. Don't worry. You still bug me. What's happening back at the lab? Well, you know, nerds... Techno babble. Pretty much everything as you left it. How's kirsten holding up? No leads on daniel stinger, which makes her a little crabby. Which makes me a little crabby. Didn't know she could do crabby... Or any other emotion, for that matter.
Right. So, tell me about your bag. Come again? This? Is this just for exercise? Or can you actually learn how to... Hit things by working on it? And by "you", of course I mean me. Why are you making that face? Why do you wanna learn how to hit stuff? 'cause I wanna know how to protect myself. Come on, you got shot And turner is dead. Here... Take a couple shots. Just like that? Oh, that's fantastic... If you're defending yourself against a group of marauding grandmothers. Okay, calm down. Jeez! Maybe you should just stick to the brain stuff. Maybe you should stick to being a neanderthal. (chuckles) All right, well, your form sucks... But, you hit hard. Story of my life. Put your whole body behind it, all right? Torque your waist, one punch leads to the other. Like this... Whoa!
Careful! Easy, you're gonna pop a stitch. Yeah... Yeah, you may be right. You know, with a little training, you'd kick ass. Wait, really? Yeah. I could teach you some stuff. Work on your technique. Then you can be a lean, mean snarky machine. Keep talking, string bean. -Hey. -Hi. Camille told me that you don't have any leads on your father. (sighing) nope. Start with what you know. The day and time he left, The cab company. See if their have records to go back that far. Don't worry. Stinger messed up somewhere. You'll get him. I know, thanks! I heard you two were going to talk to mcguire? Who's mcguire? His client list was hacked and he was being blackmailed for five million dollars. Blackmailer got murdered. Sounds like mcguire had motive. What'd he say? No, mcguire wouldn't talk to us without his lawyer present.
Kirsten: Wait, we should check his bank records. There's no way he paid that five million from the company account. He must have used a personal account. We could hack his bank, why not? And if we had the account numbers we could get in pretty quickly. Or you could find a judge to issue a warrant. (exclaiming dismissively) But that would also take time. Guys! We could do this the legal way, Or we could do it my way. We still have rfid scanners in the lab? Yeah. I'll go get my couture. (sighs) You know the only thing I hate more than lines? -No, tell me. -Waiting in them. If you'd like to cut in front of me, all you have to do is ask. I thought that's what I just did. I don't remember seeing you inside. Oh, you just remember everyone in the same restaurant as you? No. But you, I'd remember. (chuckles) He's smooth, he's confident... He smells like a million bucks. You're trouble. And you're beautiful.
-(giggling) keep talking, killer. -(device bleeping) On second thought, I gotta bounce. What about your car? I don't own one. Wait, can I get your number? That's okay, baby. I've got yours. So, according to the trip sheets, The taxi dropped my father off At the bradley international terminal the night he left me with ed. You got into their records? Yeah, I mean they could care less About someone snooping through trip sheets from 15 years ago. Now I just need to figure out what airline my father took and where he was going. Hmm. Ooh! So, how'd we do? Did you get his account numbers? She's got brains, she's got all this. The rfid scanner read the chips on every credit card In his wallet. Digital pickpocketing. What will they think of next? -That's amazing. -What a time to be alive, you guys! Miss baptiste? I'm mitchell blair. (chuckles) How did you get in here?
Well, I built this place, So I think I know where all the entrances are. Well, next time, you should let me know you're here. It'll help me not shoot you. Noted. Noted. Miss baptiste, you are a legend At the agency. And you, mr. Blair, are an unknown. (chuckles) Your reputation for plain talks is not for nothing. Congratulations. For? Effective immediately, you're promoted to acting director Of the stitchers program. Not sure I want the job. Sure you do. Perhaps if I knew more about turner's responsibilities I'd feel better about the decision that's being made for me. I assume his job involved more than Lurking in the shadows and making cryptic comments. Well, les had his hands in a few other pies, but for now, your purview Is strictly the stitchers program. Out of curiosity, or... Self preservation, Was les's purview as head of the stitchers program the reason Daniel stinger killed him? You're sneaky. You're trying to get me to confirm that danny killed turner.
Then again, maybe I am the sneaky one For calling stinger-- danny to... Make you think he and I had a particularly close relationship. What do I have to do to get a straight answer from this agency? Start by doing your job. -Are we done here? -I think so. Don't you? Enjoy your promotion. Oh, wow! Whoever is behind this, is crazy good. They ran an I and d scam. Oh, my gosh! It's an intercept and divert. They rigged a computer at mcguire's bank, To direct all of it's data to a local node It intercepted the transfer, sent a false confirmation that the wire transfer happened, And diverted the funds somewhere else. Probably an off-shore bank account. Is that easy to do? By a single person? No. I think we are dealing with a super-posse of black hat experts. I downloaded the connection log from derek's insulin pump, It was hacked through the cellular connection. Dude, who are these guys? I don't know, but I think I found one of them. Lucy woods. I pinged the cell phone towers near the murder site And then traced the signal back.
Okay, she's the one I saw threatening derek in the stitch. You know what we need? An interrogation room. -Why? -Because lucy's got some 'splaining to do. Mmm-mmm. I'm not answering any more questions until somebody tells me where I am. We told you, you're in a secure nsa facility. Okay, why do I have to be brought here in a windowless van? Because it's a secret, secure nsa facility. Tell us about derek. Specifically, his insulin pump. Derek was so smart on his computer, but... When it came to... Real life stuff? You know, like taking care of himself? He was an idiot. What do you mean? He was diabetic, so I had to be on him all the time about that. You know, "take your medicine", "watch your diet", I was such a total bitch about it, but I was just scared, you know? I thought for sure he was gonna end up dead one day. But I never thought that he would get hit by a car instead. I don't think she killed him. Hey, wait? Kill derek? Why would you think that I would kill him? Someone hacked in and took control of derek's insulin pump. Their I.P. Address matches yours. I'm not a hacker.
I can't even figure out how to disable candy crush requests from my grandma. I mean, I print cat photos on t-shirts in a mall kiosk. That was derek's world, it wasn't mine. What mall? Well, I, my friends, am impressed. Someone spoofed lucy's I.P. Address to infiltrate derek's pump. So our super-hackers used derek, a convicted hacker, As a front to swipe stealaglance's client list which were released, Would destroy the company. Super-hackers then blackmail mcguire whom they know would gladly pay five million To save his billion dollar company. And once the money transfers, they ping derek's pump And deliver a fatal overdose of insulin. Mcguire will never go to the police Because he'd have to go public about his client list being stolen. And with derek accidentally dead there are no loose ends. Derek was the perfect patsy for the perfect crime. That makes them hacking, framing, black-mailing murderers. A quadruple threat. Whoever these guys are, they're good. Better than you two? Both: Don't be ridiculous. I've already traced the insulin pump hack to a fixed address In eagle rock. -Let's go say hi. -All right. Get this back to catgirl. I don't want anything to do with that. (music blaring on radio)
Okay, maybe camille got the address wrong. Or maybe camille got the exact address These guys wanted us to have. One that leads us nowhere. Yeah, but why this nowhere? I don't know. These guys are out-thinking us, I don't like to be out-thunk. Whoever they are, they're really good. Please tell me you're not fan-girling. Well they're murderers, so no. (cell phone ringing) -Hello? -You're not fan-girling? I would have thought you'd be more impressed, -Kirsten clark of 986 baxter street. -Who is it? I'myourteamofhackers. Onlythere'sno team, It'sjustme . No way! Andfyi,notevery homicideisamurder. Sometimes it's justice. Lookhowcute youtwoare. Yourheadsallclose. Do you and cameron have a ship name yet? What does that mean? Warmer... Warmer... Warmer...
Keepgoing. Hotter... Bingo! You pinged our phones to pull our information. Considering you were all-american in high school, And have a 4.59 gpa in your computer science doctoral program, I would have thought you'd figure that out sooner. Maybethatleave ofabsenceyoutook ismakingyourusty. Seeing how you know our names, Why don't you tell me yours? Well,thatwouldbecheating, And I hate cheaters. Oh, this isn't a game. Isn't it? Okay, tell me something, Why derek? There are dozens of hackers you could've used to blackmail mcguire. Well, that's my business. You tell me something, why do you care? That's my business. I think I like you. Okay, then let's meet. We'll talk this out. Ooh,girls'night? Sounds fun. Find me, And we'll chat about whatever you want. Sounds good. I will see you soon. Are you sure you want to do this?
Oh, game on! Okay. Oh, and kirsten... Be careful what you wish for. Mynameis ellie. (line clicks) (music playing) Please? Please, just let me do this. My computer, my rules. You don't like it, There's the door. Yeah, leave my fishy alone. He's having fun. Don't forget to torque your waist. I'm torquing! He actually looks like an ape Playing piano. Yeah, come on old man. At the rate you're trying to log into the lapd system, Even I could hack in faster. Maybe, but then I'd have to shoot you. -Fair enough. -And, I'm logged in. Okay, I'm looking at derek steelman's file. No connection to anyone named ellie. Anyone with the first name ellie arrested? Yeah. Only about two hundred in the last five years. Hmm.
Well, this was fun. Oh, where are you going? We've got seven hours until the refractory period's up. We'll stitch back in tomorrow and see if we missed anything. Until then, my new bike is calling. -You're buying a bicycle? -Motorcycle! (laughing) -You know how to ride? -Uh-huh. How hard could it be? As we bid farewell to the wild one. Yeah, we better not. I can't believe all of this was done by one person. Ellie left no digital breadcrumbs for us to follow, But she did make one big mistake. -What? What's that? -She spoke to me. Oh, come on. You're not so bad to talk to anymore. (laughing sarcastically) Ellie said that killing derek was not a homicide, it was justice. She also said that she hates cheaters. And she likes games. Okay so, maybe she and derek were competing, He cheated, and that's why she killed him? A hacking competition? Is that even a thing? Maybe.
But why target stealaglance for extortion? It's a website entirely devoted to cheating with very deep pockets. -It is the perfect symbolic target. -True. -Hey! -You know I have a lot of research to do, And if I have to watch you typing away with two fingers again, I'm literally going to scream. Torque, woman! Nice! Oh, god, please tell me that one worked. I'm sorry. This one was also canceled. And your bank card shows insufficient funds. As in none. But... How is it possible That all three of my credits cards are-- -You bitch. -Excuse me? No, sorry not you. A different bitch. I gotta go! Can I get my cards back, please? What? The bank instructed us to cut the cards, But if you got a complaint, I'm sure there's a bitch at the bank you can talk to. Okay. (music playing) They cut up all your cards?
Even your super-special black one? Especially the little black one. Ellie hacked my accounts. (sighs) I pissed her off and she took it out on you. Look, we will get your credit straightened out tomorrow. In the meantime, I researched every hacking competition around the world, And I pulled up a list of names. Derek or ellie on the list? I can't tell. Most of them compete under aliases. But I'm cross-referencing them now. Wait, wait. How do we know she's not listening to us right now? Well, frankly, I hope she is. I'm coming for you, ellie. Okay, just in case we're not being paranoid, Let's try not to make evil hacker lady mad again, huh? I thought your new policy was not to live in fear? And I thought your new policy was not to do anything reckless. -Anything new about your dad? -Unfortunately... Within three hours of the taxi dropping him off at the terminal, there were 80 flights going to 67 cities in 34 different countries. Over ten thousand passengers, and it seems he used a fake name. -So he could be... -Anywhere. (knocking on door) Wait, someone's here. Hold on. -Kirsten clark?
-Yes? We have a warrant for your arrest. On what charge? Violationofcalifornia penalcode647(b)pc. Prostitution. Cameron, I think I have to call you back. Yeah. (knocking on door) -Where are they? -Oh, the cops? They left. You got ellied. Yes, I did. I got ellied. So why aren't you in a holding tank downtown, With a dozen ladies named trixie? (chuckles) well... The arrest warrant disappeared from the lapd server. Ellie didn't actually want me to get arrested, She just wants to show me how good she is. Oh! She's really good. Yeah! She managed to freeze every bank account I've ever owned. I'm poor now. I don't care for it. (cell phone bleeps) What? Oh, speak of the devil. We were just talking about you.
Good things, I hope. Ah, no. Not really. Comeon. Thisislike that startrekepisodewherekirk andtheromulancommander Battle each other but in the end develop a deep, mutual respect. Ah, I have no idea what you're talking about. -I do. -Fyi,cameronwasn't beingparanoid. I was listening in on your call. And to be honest, for someone who says she's "coming to get me", You're doing a lousy job. I'm just getting warmed up. Cameron, I know you're listening in. So sorry about those credit cards. Oh, no, it's fine. Once kirsten catches you, I'll just make you into pieces. Any idea when that might be? I hope not right now, because I have bigger fish to fry. Which is actually an apt analogy. What are you talking about? Well, it would seem from your frequently dialed list that you're good friends with Linus ahluwalia. Yes? I love that smart apartment he just leased. They're so easy to hack. -What have you done? -Not much. Juststartedagas flow fromhisstovetop Andthenupped thevoltagein hisunit.
Intheory,whenhe flipsthewallswitch thepowerspike Should cause his fancy led lights to blow out and trigger a gas explosion. But,yeah. That's justa theory. Call linus! Pick up the phone, come on! Pick up, pick up, pick up! Automated voice: We'resorry. Yourcallcannot-- She blocked his line. Let's go! Let's go! (hissing) Smart locks. I love this place. No! (sighs) (groaning) Do you smell gas? You startled me. All I'm saying is that ellie is a hacking ninja And that you and kirsten could learn a few things from her. She's a murderous psycho, Who, if I'm remembering this correctly, just tried to kill you! Yeah! Wait, why did she try to kill me? To toy with kirsten. Because you're expendable. Thanks.
Okay. There you are. What took you so long? Anyone else ever get an idea while in the shower? Sometimes I get an idea. Yeah, me, too. But not every time I shower. Oh, god, no! That's too many ideas. Oh, my god. Continue. (sighs) ellie is not just a hacker, she's like a hacking ninja. -Told you! -She deleted every online trace of her existence. But the one thing that she couldn't touch was derek's memory. Yeah, but we don't know enough about ellie to find those traces. -She's a cipher. -Here's the idea I had. What if stealaglance wasn't a symbolic target? What if derek betrayed ellie but felt really badly about it. Like really badly. Where does guilt manifest in the brain? The lowermost part of the frontal lobe In the ventromedial prefrontal cortex. Okay, so we look in the ventro-whatever For guilt markers. Five bucks says that's where we're gonna find ellie. Look at you saying words. Hold on. All of you give me your phones.
Ellie's tracking your movements using them. I'm not going to risk a repeat of what happened to linus. Analog? Nice! -No. -This isn't up for discussion. Ellie wants to talk to me and right now our only link to her is my phone. And if she uses her connection to you to kill one of us? Would you be able to live with that? No. That's why I won't let that happen. (sighing) Okay, be careful. -What do you see? -Derek's wedding. There's no record of derek ever being married. Who's the lucky bride? Kirsten: Hold up. We just took a turn into hot 'n heavy-ville. Derek and his wife are in the bedroom and they're not sleeping. Whoa. That is not his wife. (door opens) Kirsten: Busted! Derek's wife just caught him in bed with another woman. You ruined us with some stranger. On a stupid website? Kirsten:
The wife is ellie. She and derek were married and he used stealaglance to cheat on her. I should've hacked into your computer a long time ago. Cameron: Canyouseetheir addressanywhere? Whereareyounow ? At their house. Different day. Ellie burned everything that reminded her of derek and left it for him to find. 1477 16th street. Looking... I'm bouncing. -Well? -Well... According to property records, The house is currently owned by a lorna beliansky. Let me guess, no record of derek or ellie ever living there? None! Well, maybe lorna has some answers. Thank you for coming, mrs. Beliansky. Are you sure I don't need a lawyer? You're not in any trouble mrs. Beliansky. Then why did you being me here in a windowless van? It's just something we do. Agent goodkin and I are looking for information On the previous owners of your house. Derek and ellie steelman. Gosh, I never met them.
(cell phone vibrating) -I have to take this. -But... Hello, ellie. Where did you go with mrs. Beliansky? You seem to be someplace off the usual cell network. We took her into my secret underground lair. Ooh. I'd love to see that sometime. I'll give you the address and you can come over. Walking into a trap is your thing, not mine. The neighbors told me they got divorced, but I'm not sure if that was before Or after her accident. What accident? Tell me something. Did you feel better after you murdered derek? Didkillingyour husbandservejustice? Ex-husband. No, wait! I'm curious, how does someone, Even as good as you, find all that time To plan what you did? It must have taken weeks, months. Fourteen months. Well, here's my guess, You had all that time because you have nothing else to do Andno-oneelse todoit with. You're all alone. That's why you keep calling me because you want somebody
Tomakeyoufeellike you'restillworth talkingto. (line disconnects) Okay, so the day ellie broke up with derek, she rolled her car off The side of the pacific coast highway. So three years ago there was a single accident like that. A woman named linda edwards rolled her suv off the side of pch. Linda edwards. L.E. -"ellie." -yeah. Linus: Ellie can't be linda edwards. No, she has to be! But she can't be. Linda edwards died three years ago in uc santa monica medical center. No, it's the only thing that makes sense. -What makes sense? -You should be home, resting. That's what I tried to tell him. I'll rest when I'm dead and buried. Medical records show that linda edwards died From her neck injuries suffered in the accident. So we're back to nowhere again? Dude, fisher, you're a genius. Linda edwards was-- is an expert hacker. I mean, they are hackers are all over the web, buried. They don't leave an obvious footprint. So what if linda edwards didn't die But instead stole the hospital records and the identity of someone who did? I mean, who would know? Dude, cameron, you're a genius.
I totally missed that. Okay, I'm cross referencing deaths at uc santa monica medical center With recent bank activity. -How quickly can a quantum computer-- -got it! That quickly. Three people died at the medical center The same night linda edwards supposedly did. -And bank activity? -Well... Of the three people who died, sarah mcgurk sure orders a lot of takeout. It's linda. It's gotta be. Okay, she lives in an apartment building just a few blocks away from here. Okay, kirsten, cameron, go with maggie to the building to pick up ellie. Good to have you back, quincy. Camille, pull up everything you can on the building, Floor plans, schematics, access codes. -I'm on it. -What about me? You... Get me a donut and a cup of coffee. Got it! I'm back. Uh, that way! Linda edwards? Nsa. Open up. What is all of this? She faked everything except the accident. I saw a medical transport van downstairs.
Fisher! Shut down all of the elevators in the building. On it! Everybody, please stand back! Fisher, we're in position. Release the kraken. Hello, linda. Hello, kirsten. I heard you won't talk to anyone but me. Why didn't you tell me you were with the nsa? I thought you knew everything about me. Apparently not. How did you find me? You knew things only derek knew. I played the game to win. And you played it for a whole different reason. You let your emotions get in the way of your reasoning. You wanted a friend. I didn't find a friend, did I? No. Do you know how many times derek came to the hospital after my accident? Zero. Nobody came. Every friend I ever had either betrayed me or left. I'm sorry. But I'm told you're going to get the help you need. Ah! Really now? How did you beat me? I cheated.

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