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[ Cellphone ringing ]

Jules, hey.

Jules: You're late.
Nah.

Nah, technically, I was here
a little bit early,

so I figured I'd, you know,
do a little recon,

scope the place out.

Hmm.

Recon looks a lot
like recess to me.

Hey, guys, I gotta bounce.

Yo, M-Dawg, remember --
toga party at 10:00.

Oh, I'm going.
You be ready, alright?

Do you think maybe
one of your new friends

could lend you a fresh toga
for our meeting?

Wow.
One day back in college,

you're already trying
to get my clothes off.

What's going on?

Very nice to meet you,
Dean Owana.

So, how can we help you?

An allegation has been made

against a well-respected
member of my faculty.

Professor Sam Brody.

Oh, the bio-engineer?

His reputation
precedes him.

Only now that reputation
is being called into question.

An anonymous accuser
has made a complaint.

In it, the accuser alleges

that Brody has been
coercing sexual favors

in exchange for highly coveted
research positions in his lab.

Do you think
there's any credibility

to the accusations?

I don't know what to think.

Brody is young, charismatic.

He's a rock star on campus,

and that comes with a certain
amount of female attention.

And I'm guessing attention
from donors as well.

True, but that's not why
I'm defending him.

Look, if a line was crossed,

I will act swiftly
to protect my students.

But I won't ruin a man's life
without proof.

Well, if we find any, you
will be the first to know.

Burgers and dogs, check.

Mustard, chili, and slaw,
chiggity-check.

Yo, we need more buns!

Got 'em. You see
the cookies back there?

How about the barstools?
You guys need the barstools?

Maybe --
Maybe the cash register?

You said we could grab supplies
for our camping trip.

I didn't say
clean the place out.

Kumu, back me up
on this one.

There's a haupia pie
in the walk-in.

Second shelf,
behind the butter.

Come on. No.
What?

I borrowed
some produce earlier.

Okay, you know what?
No more freebies.

This is a restaurant,
not a Whole Foods, okay?

You guys almost ready to go?

There he is.
The man of the hour.

Congratulations, Dennis.

We hear you're off
to Michigan in the fall.

Yeah, well, I can't wait.
Gordon: I can.

I'm not ready to see
this kid go.

Oh, my God, Dad,
get a grip.

Here.
Let me help you.

Cade: Yeah.

Hey, thanks
for organizing this,

and thanks for
letting us grab supplies.

Hey, for you, Gordy,
I'm happy to do it.

Out of the goodness
of my heart.

Expecting nothing
in return.

I sense a "but" coming.

Well, it would have been nice
to get an invite.

And there it is.

You wanted an invite
to a father-son camping trip?

Why not?
I'm a father.

Well, Joy's a little young
to go camping.

Oh, no, no.
Joy's not coming.

The little monster's not
even sleeping through the night.

This is for me.

I'm -- I'm so desperate
for some Z's,

I'm willing to even go
on a camping trip.

More the merrier.
Ah, thank God.

I already packed my bag.

Suzy gave me the okay.

All I need is for someone
to watch the bar.

For you, Rick,
I'd be happy to do it.

Out of the goodness
of my heart.

Asking for nothing
in return.

What do you want?
Free produce for a year.

A week.
A month.

You got yourself
a deal, kid.

Pleasure doing business
with you.

I would have done it
for two.

I would have done it
for free.

Oh-ho-ho.

Okay, so, take rice
as an example, right?

It's a staple for half
of the world's population,

yet each year,

40% of the potential harvest
is lost to pest and disease.

Now, what if I told you that
with genetic engineering,

we could stabilize that supply

and reduce food
insecurity worldwide?

Hey.
Hey.

This our guy?

Yeah, and honestly,

I can understand why
he garners the attention.

Any luck
hacking his phone?

Eh, software's
still running.

Did you manage
to get anything

from the university's
HR department?

Not much.

Their anonymous reporting
system's meant

to protect whistleblowers,
so there's no real way

to trace it back
to the sender.

So we can't I.D.
the accuser.

No, but we can
profile him.

I took a closer look
at the complaint

the Dean gave us,
and listen to this part.

"Brody's behavior
is reprehensible,

an unequivocal
abuse of power.

It's a contemptible disservice
to all his students,

even the girl."

Disregarding
the victim here

by referring to her
as "the girl."

It just kind of reeks
of resentment

and bruised ego.
Hmm.

Well, perhaps Dean Owana
was right,

and it's a rival
casting aspersions.

I wouldn't assume that
just yet.

But I would say whoever
the whistleblower is

does have
an axe to grind.

[ Computer beeps ]

That's odd.

My attempt to hack
Brody's phone remotely

has just failed.

It seems his device
is heavily encrypted.

I guess our good professor
does have something to hide.

Or he just has admirable
data-security habits.

Either way, looks like
we're gonna have to surveil him

the old-fashioned way.

Guess we're going back
to college.

**

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**

**

Are we there yet?

Just a little further.

Yeah, uh, hey, you know,
not to be that guy,

but, um, what was wrong

with those other campsites
back there?

You know, the ones
you could drive up to.

With the pre-installed
firepits?
Yes.

And the happy people.

Yeah. Yeah, those are
the cushy campsites.

Alright, this weekend
is about survival,

living off the land.

Build our own fires,
catch our own fish.

I'm going to college,
not Patagonia.

Why the sudden obsession
with the survivor skills?

Look, it's not about
where you're going.

It's that once you go,
you're gone.

He just wants to teach you
everything he can.

Just let him have this,
yeah?

It'll be our turn
next year.

* I'm 21 but I still walk
around with fake ID *

* Cuddle with the homies
watching "Stand By Me" *

* This...ain't free, baby,
pay my fee *

* Let me live my life, baby,
c'est la vie *

* Woo-woo, c'est la vie *

* Woo-woo, c'est la vie *

Could you be
any more obvious, Kelly?

I mean, you're
embarrassing yourself.

Well, Sam didn't seem
to think so.

You guys are on
a first-name basis now?

Okay.
Let's get started, shall we?

Magnum: Like any good student,
I've done my homework,

and according
to Brody's syllabus,

he's got a strict
no-phones policy during class,

which means his own phone
is likely in his office,

unattended for
the next 45 minutes.

Lucky for me,
that's all I need.

Here to fix,
uh, the AC unit

in Professor Brody's
office?

Other side.
In the old wing.

Thanks.

Not bad, huh?

Dennis: It looks cozy.

Well, that'll be the size
of your dorm room,

but at least tonight, you have
a roommate you actually like.

[ Generator motor running ]

What are you doing?

Just firing up
the portable genny.

For what?

Well, for the inflatable
air mattress, for one.

Damn.
I picked the wrong roommate.

Huh?
You know what's up, kid.

Okay, who votes that Rick plans
the next camping trip?

I do!

For the record,
that ain't camping.

That's glamping.
Okay, you know what?

When you spend two weeks
in Kandahar

with nothing
but a rifle for a pillow,

you ain't got nothing to prove
to anybody, alright?

Now, who wants
to fire up the hibachi?

Hell yeah.
I'm in.

You're a bad influence.
You invited me.

Hey, Dennis, got any big plans
before you leave?

The last two years
have been nothing but plans.

Uh, SAT prep, AP classes.

College counseling, tours,
interviews, applications.

Even I'm exhausted,

and I was just along
for the ride.

Damn.

Maybe we should get moving
on that stuff.

Nah, we got time.

Are you sure?

'Cause it sounds like
we're already behind.

I mean, your grades were great,

but maybe we get you
into an SAT class on weekends.

I work on weekends.

No, this is
more important, eh?

Look, I'm not even sure

I want to go
to college, okay?

Wait, where's this
coming from?

Let's just drop it,
please.

We'll talk about it
later.

I'm gonna
get more firewood.

**

**

**

[ Dialing ]

[ Cellphone buzzing ]

Now, normally,
this is the hard part.

Biometric scanners
are tough to fool,

but with a can-do attitude
and the right set of tools,

all you gotta do
is find a fingerprint...

...invert the image
on a piece of acetate,

then use some glue
to create a mold.

**

See? Easy.

Now, we just upload
some spyware...

...and have a look around.

But the clock is ticking.

I mean, climate change
will only intensify

the conditions
these farmers face.

We cannot wait
for the perfect solution.

All I'm saying, Helen,
is that maybe

these multinational
manufacturers

aren't altruistic.

Okay, we need to consider
the commercial incentive

before we disenfranchise
small farmers worldwide.

Not sure
that's how they see it.

Oh. Sounds like --
Uh, Sara, was it? --

has something to add.

Well, I -- Yeah,
I recently spent,

uh, five months
in Kenya,

and, well,
drought-resistant maize

has been a total lifeline there.

And I'm not sure it matters
whose pockets are lined

if stomachs are full.

**

No rebuttal?

Wow.
That's not like you, Travis.

Okay, that is gonna do it
for today.

Now, remember,
I'll be selecting someone

for the open research position
this week,

so if you want a fair shot,

get those applications
in ASAP, okay?

Yeah, right.
Alright?

There's nothing fair
about it.

**

Travis, wait, sorry.

I hope you didn't take
that personally.

No.
It's not you.

It's him.

Brody plays favorites,
and, uh, no offense,

but his favorites always
tend to be the pretty girls.

Ah. So, uh, I take it
you're not applying

for the research position.

I'd like to,
but there's no point.

Why is that?
Because we all know
that position will go

to whichever girl is willing
to do the extra credit.

That's quite
the accusation.

It's the truth.

Look, I was working late
the other night.

When I stopped
by his office,

there was someone else
in there with him.

And I don't know
what they were doing,

but I'm pretty sure
it had more to do

with biology
than plant genomics.

It's an unequivocal abuse
of power.

Do you happen to know
who it was?

No, but it didn't not
sound like Kelly.

Just saying.

I am pretty sure I just met
our anonymous tipster.

Was he as charming
as I had imagined?

"Unequivocally."

How'd it go with the phone?

It's going great.
We're at 95% at the moment.

You're still there?
Thomas, the lecture just ended.

Brody's gonna be back
any minute.

Hey, your quick-loading spyware
isn't so quick-loading.

I got hit with the pinwheel
of death

the first three times
it tried.

You have to get out of there.

97.

[ Keys jingle ]

98.
Thomas.

**

**

**

Higgins: Hang on.

You got out of the window
that high up?

How are you okay?

Well, luckily, your boy M-Dawg
has the cat-like agility

of a much,
much younger man.

And Brody left the office

about 30 seconds later
for lunch.

Right.
How was class?

It was enlightening.

Professor Brody
may be involved

with a student
named Kelly Cameron,

but whether or not
he's crossed the line,

I can't be sure.

And, well,
Travis's accusation

does not amount to proof.

I may know
where to find some.

I scrolled
through Brody's tests,

and somebody invited him out
for drinks later,

but he declined
because he had

"company coming"

with a little
winky-face emoji.

Huh.

[ Romantic music playing ]

**

**

[ Computer beeping ]
[ Higgins sighs ]

-Everything okay over there?
-No.

The spyware is supposed
to give me access

to Brody's photos, his calls,
his deleted messages.

Fortunately, I still have
access to his microphone.

Ah, here we go.

Looks like our date
just arrived.

Okay.
Come on, Kelly.

Let's see that smile.

No, I don't --
I don't think that's Kelly.

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

Magnum:
Well, then who is it?

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

Brody: Helen, come on in.

**

Anybody up
for a game of cards?

Rick: Oh, not this guy.

8:00 p.m. pretty much
does it for me.

This is the guy you said
was a bad influence?

Good night, everybody.

Any other takers?
Game of Hearts?

Actually, uh, I'm gonna
follow Rick's lead

and hit the sack.

Yeah, I guess
I'm pretty beat, too.

Good night.

**

Why would you say you
don't wanna go to college?

Didn't we agree we would
talk about this later?

This is later.

Look, is this about money?

'Cause I can help
with that.

There's all kinds of grants
and financial aid.

We just have
to have a plan.

I do have a plan.

Okay, then
what's your plan?

I want to enlist
to be a Marine.

No.
Absolutely not.

College is too important.

And serving
our country isn't?

Look, don't play
that card with me.

This is why
I didn't say anything.

I knew you would respond
this way.

How do you expect me
to respond?

You should be happy,
proud.

Look,
I-I'm already proud.

Then why are you
fighting me on this?

You loved your time
in the Corps.

Look, this ain't about me.
It's about you.

And you're still a kid.

I can't accept you
making a choice like this.

You don't have to.

Once I turn 18,
I don't have to --

to answer to you
or anyone else.

**

**

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

**

Go easy on the chef,

because dinner
is now officially cold.

I gotta tell you,
I am so impressed.

I mean, guys my age --
they're not --

they're not cooking
like this.

Well, you know,
I didn't think you'd come back

if I made you ramen.

And I do like
seeing you.

Hopefully, we'll see...

even more of each other
in the lab.

Ahh.

Yeah, um, about that...

...there are rumors

that someone made
a complaint about me.

It's crazy stuff, but just
to avoid any bad optics,

I am going to have to give
the research position

to someone else.

Wait, what?

Now is the not
the right time

for me to show
preferential treatment.

I-I thought you'd be mature
enough to understand.

Oh.
Oh, I understand perfectly.

What,
we can sleep together,

but we just
can't work together?

Hey, c-come on, come on.

There will be
other chances.

Helen, you just have
to be patient.

Well, he's certainly
manipulative.

Yeah, I mean, the guy's
definitely a creep,

but nothing we just heard
proves that he solicited sex

in exchange
for a job position,

despite what Helen
seems to believe.

Perhaps we need her side
of the story.

**

Oh, hey, fellas.
What a night.

Nothing like
a beautiful, long,

great night's sleep,
am I right?

Gordon: We wouldn't know.

Why?
Something happen?

[ Snoring]

What is that? What is that?
Is that a bear?

-That's you.
-Snoring.

-All night.
-So loud.

Like, "You should see
a doctor" loud.

So you guys didn't
get any --

Sleep? No.
Not a wink.

Noted.
Okay.

Well, I'm gonna make it
up to you

by cooking a big,
beautiful...breakfast.

Where's my genny?
And where's all my stuff?

You know
I don't play with food.

We figured you brought it in
out of the rain

when you went to bed.

Cade: Yo.

There's track marks.
You know what this proves?

That we've been raided,
probably by other campers?

That, and that you guys got
at least a little bit of sleep

in order for those guys
to make this happen.

I'm gonna get our stuff, okay?
Who's with me?

I'll go.

Let me just get changed.

No.

Could be dangerous.

You stay here
with Gordy and Dennis.

I'll go.

**

Sorry. Helen?
Is it okay if I sit here?

I'm sorry.
Everywhere else is full.

Yeah, sure.
Go ahead.

Okay, thank you.

**

I'm so behind.

Swapping universities
mid-semester

was not a good idea,

but, you know,
Brody's the best, so...

Yeah, you seemed
to really impress him.

You think?

Yeah, I was
considering applying

for the research position
in his lab, but, um...

Never mind.
But what?

Well, I just -- I heard
an unsavory rumor that, um,

he can be
kind of inappropriate

with the women
that work for him.

That true?

Why are you
asking me this?

Okay.

Uh, I went out
running last night,

and I-I'm pretty sure
that I saw you

leaving Professor Brody's house,
and you looked upset, and --

and maybe
it's none of my business --

It's definitely
not your business.

I'm sorry. I --

Please, just --
just leave this alone, okay?

I...
I have to go.

**

That went well.

Can't say I blame her.

I mean, often, when women
accuse powerful men,

they're the ones
that end up on trial.

A woman's life
can be ruined.

Yeah, I think
it already has.

Guys like Brody tend
to be repeat offenders.

I just heard back
from Dean Owana

about his past assistants,
and I found her.

Lydia Burke.

She was his assistant
last semester.

Okay, what makes you think
she'll talk?

Well,
unfortunately she won't.

Her family might, though.

She killed herself
four months ago.

Mrs. Burke:
Lydia was a quiet kid.

She was kind...

but she was shy.

And smart.

Just incredibly bright.

From what I understand,
she was at the top

of her graduate program.
Mm-hmm.

And her dad and I always
encouraged her ambition.

But we worried
about it, too.

She was always so hard
on herself, you know?

And for most of her life,

she struggled
with anxiety, depression.

And then once she got
into that grad program,

things only got worse.

How so?

She started losing weight.

Couldn't sleep.

She was working so hard.
She --

She was spending nights
at the lab.

And she wouldn't talk
to anybody about it.

Not to me,
not to her therapist.

I didn't know what to do.

But I should've tried harder
to get her help.

Mrs. Burke,

I-I feel like Lydia
may have been

under more than just
the usual work stress

at Professor Brody's lab.

Is it possible that they were
in some kind of relationship?

You know, I had thought
about that,

'cause her downward
spiral started

when she started
working for him.

So, all those odd hours
and the constant texts...

If you don't mind,
it would be really helpful

if I could see her phone.

Of course.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Well, I hope you're having
more success than I am.

Spyware still giving
you trouble?

Yeah.
I'm completely baffled.

I think the original file
must be corrupted.

But I've reached out
to a contact at MI-6

to restore the connection
remotely, so...

How'd it go
at Mrs. Burke's?

It was heartbreaking,

but I think
I may have found something.

There's a-a game
on Lydia's phone

with an in-app
messaging feature,

and it appears
as though she was

in some kind of relationship
with someone.

With Brody?

I can't be sure.

They were using
a burner phone.

Hallmark
of a healthy relationship.

Yeah.
Yeah.

It gets worse.

A week before she died,
Lydia wanted out.

Uh, she sent a message saying,
"I-I can't do this anymore.

It's over."
To which the burner replied,

"You sure you want
to do that?

Those photographs
are pretty explicit.

You don't want to end
your career before it begins."

The bastard was
blackmailing her.

Yeah.

If we can prove that
that burner belongs to Brody,

we'll have evidence
not just of coercion,

but extortion.

Yeah, and I think
I may know how.

A month before
her last message, she met

whoever she was communicating
with on that burner phone

at the very student center
you're sitting at right now.

They have cameras.

I was hoping
you'd say that.

So you wanna talk about
that fight you had

with Cade last night?

You heard that, huh?

Well, tent walls
are thin, remember?

You see where
I'm coming from.

Honestly,
I'm not so sure.

I mean, yours truly
didn't go to college.

Yeah, that's 'cause
you didn't have a choice.

Well, fair point.

But you don't regret
enlisting, right?

Of course not.

I mean, even with all
we went through,

I would still do it again.

The Corps
made me who I am.

But this kid's got
the whole world at his feet.

He could --
He could do anything he wants.

Yeah, but he wants
to do this.

You know, and joining
the Marines,

that's not gonna close any
doors, so why the resistance?

It's just different
when it's your kid, man.

That's who Cade
is to me.

[ Motor running ]

That sound
like your generator?

Only one way
to find out.

**

That was fast.

I just sent you footage
from the security cameras.

[ Cellphone whooshes ]

So Lydia sits waiting
for her extorter

for several minutes,
and then...

**

That's not Professor Brody.

No.

It's Helen.

And I'm starting to think
she has more to hide

than just an affair
with her professor.

**

That's our stuff.
Let's go get it.

**

Hey.

Oh, um...

Uh, I'm so sorry
to disturb you, but, uh...

I'm guessing
this all belongs to you.

I apologize.
My, uh --

My son said he found it left
behind by some campers.

I-I should've --
I should've known better.

Well, look, we get it.
Times are tough.

How long you guys
been living out here?

A few months.

Uh, lost my job last year.

Made rent for a while,
but at least out here,

people don't look at us
any different, you know?

Tanner: Dad?

Yeah?

Is everything okay?

No.
It's not.

You stole and you lied about it.

You owe these men an apology.

I-I'm sorry.
I knew it was wrong,

and I shouldn't have
taken your stuff.

It's okay.
We all make mistakes.

It's not okay.

I don't care what
our circumstances are.

I-I raised you
better than that.

Now go help these men
get their stuff back to camp.

Eh, eh, eh, well,
why don't you guys

just hang onto it
for a little bit?

We don't need any handouts.
No, no, no, no.

This isn't a handout.
I-It's a loan, alright?

We own La Mariana
down in the harbor.

Why don't you guys
just bring this stuff by

when you don't
need it anymore?

Thank you.

**

**

Higgins:
Doesn't make sense.

Helen Yu was extorting
Lydia Burke,

and seemingly drove
her to suicide.

But for what?

She did want Lydia's job
working for Brody.

I seriously doubt she would
terrorize a fellow student

just to clear the decks.

Yeah, so who is Helen Yu

and what the hell
does she want?

I'm not sure
what to tell you.

Helen has excellent grades,
no disciplinary issues.

She transferred
in six months ago.

Wait, in the middle
of a semester?

Is that normal?

It's not protocol to admit
students off-cycle,

but it's not unheard of.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

What is it?

It's an e-mail from our friends
across the pond.

They've determined the issue
with our software.

There was competing spyware
on Brody's phone,

and it's government grade.

What does that mean?

Is Helen a U.S. citizen?

A dual citizen.

She's Chinese-American.
Why?

Because it seems like
a foreign intelligence agency

has taken an interest
in the professor.

You're not saying...

I don't think
Helen's a student.

**

[ Keypad beeps, door buzzes ]

Sam?

Oh, come on, Helen,
you know you can't be in here.

I know.
I'm looking for you.

Hey, um,
I didn't really like

the way
we ended things.

Well, I'm glad to hear
you've reconsidered.

Actually,
I was hoping that,

uh,
you would reconsider,

about offering me
my lab position.

You know, especially since
we both know how I earned it.

Okay, I think
you should leave.

You're gonna announce
it tomorrow.

Oh, and if I -- if I won't,
you'll -- you'll what?

Tell everyone how you thought
we had an arrangement?

Threatening me won't get you
anywhere, Helen.

We'll see about that.

Whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What in the hell
are you doing?

Improvising.
Helen --

Ongoing lab access
would have been nice,

but I'll take
what I can get.

Open the door.

Do it.

What exactly was
Brody researching?

He manipulates crops
to be more resilient.

Right. Rice to be
more flood-tolerant,

corn to be more
drought-tolerant.

Could also mean
engineering crops

to be resistant
to deadly pathogens.

To test his work,
Brody has been sequencing

hundreds of rare
crop-destroying microorganisms.

So, having all that genetic
information in one place

makes Brody's lab a one-stop
shop for bioterrorism.

Which means China could
potentially wipe out

any rival nation's
food source,

destroy their economy,
wreak havoc.

Helen blackmails Lydia,
right,

to spy on Professor Brody,
the path of least resistance,

but when Lydia realizes
the gravity

of what she's involved in,
she commits suicide.

So then, uh,
Helen seduces Brody.

What do these two targets
have in common?

Access to Brody's lab.

[ Sighs ] We're gonna need
an access key.

Log in.

Copy the files
onto the hard drive.

Come on!

No.

I may not be perfect,
but I won't betray my country,

and I'm not gonna let you
get away with --

Ohh!

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[ Computer beeps ]

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Helen: Hmm.

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Where's Helen?

Gone.

Magnum: Helen Yu.
Driving a stolen
black Challenger.

License plate
Victor-Papa-9-3-8-0.

Thanks, Palea.
Keep us posted.

Alright.
HPD's on it.

They're alerting TSA

in case she tries
to get off the island.

The airport is south,

and according
to Brody's in-car GPS

that I just hacked,
she's going north.

Where is she going?
I don't know.

She's blown her cover.

She's gonna want to get
off American soil ASAP.

She doesn't have to jump
on a plane

to get off American soil.

She just has to get
to the Chinese Consulate.

Well, there's no way HPD
are gonna beat her there.

Let's make sure
they don't have to.

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She should be
just up ahead.

[ Horn blares ]

Got her.

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Give me the bike!
Right now! Move!

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Stay on her.
I'll double back.

HPD!
I need to borrow this bike!

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[ Woman screams ]

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[ People yelling ]

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[ Horns honking ]

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You can't fault my timing.

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You okay?

That kid back there --
that was Cade.

Struggling every day,

just trying to hang on,
trying to get by.

I guess I had hoped
that after I took him in,

he was gonna have it
a little easier, you know?

Yeah, I-I get that.
I do.

But hey, can I offer you
just a little bit

of a different way
to look at this whole thing?

Listen, Cade's a survivor,
right?

Most kids, if they went
through what he did,

they'd be on drugs or dead,
in prison.

But he found his way
to you.

Now, that kid's
got great instincts,

and if his instincts
are telling him

to follow
in your footsteps,

maybe you should listen
to them, too.

Helen's real name is
Bao Jing Li.

HPD currently had her
in custody,

but the FBI and DOJ
are taking over the case.

I still can't quite believe
all this.

But we certainly got
our money's worth from you.

Thanks.

Yeah, of course.
Um, can I just ask --

what's going to happen
to Professor Brody?

Samuel Brody is no longer
employed by the university.

Meaning that he was fired
for cause?

After some deliberation,

the Board opted to allow Brody
to voluntarily resign

rather than stripping him
of his tenure.

Was his behavior
with Helen reprehensible?

Yes. But her word
doesn't count for much.

What about Lydia?

What happened to Lydia
is tragic,

but I doubt her family
would want it to be public,

and with no other accusers --
Well, hang on.

Did you look for any?
Because we reached out

to some of Brody's
previous assistants,

and several of them
had stories

about his
unwanted advances.

I appreciate everything
that you two have done, really.

But I'm already late
for another meeting.

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Right.

Brody's just gonna go
somewhere else

and do
the exact same thing.

Yeah, well, at least we can tell
Lydia's parents

the truth
about their daughter's death.

Maybe they'll stop
blaming themselves.

And, hey, I guess we did
also catch a spy.

That's always
a good thing.

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Oh.

Kumu, please tell me
you restocked the fridge.

We are starving.

How is that possible?

Eh, it's a long story.
Um...

Guys, we'll bring some food
right out.

Talk outside?

Yeah.

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Look, I'm sorry
for how I acted.

No, you don't need to...

Yes, I do.

You proved a long time ago

that you can
take care of yourself.

You more than earned the right
to make your own decisions.

Okay.

But I know you only got mad
because you care about me,

and you don't ever have
to apologize for that.

You look out for people.

That's who you are.

That's the example
you set.

And that's
what I want to do.

Give back, pay it forward,
like you've taught me.

Magnum, Rick, Shammy.

Your military service
gave you a family,

and I feel so lucky
to be a part of it.

But now I have to
find my brothers.

Okay.

I may not love it...

but I accept it.

Hell, I respect it.

But let's just get one thing
straight, though.

This thing with me
and you --

it ain't just until
you turn 18, ya hear?

Yeah.

You don't get rid of me
that easy.

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Let's go get something
to eat.

Let's do it.

Chili slaw dogs?

Oh, you know it.

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