All language subtitles for Found_2023_S02E21[_5005]_Legendas01.ENG

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- 340, Michael Crawford.
please call 340.

[machines beeping]

- So how do I look?

- If I didn't know
better, I'd say you

had actually been poisoned.

- Good, then the ipecac
was worth it.

- Wait, you took ipecac to
actually make yourself sick?

- Amongst other things.

- Gabi,
what is wrong with you?

- In order to convince Sir that
I am truly on death's door,

we have to get
every detail right.

Sir is hyper observant.

Besides, I'm fine.

Enough about me.

All of our clients?

- Safe.

For now.

- Carrie?

- Arrested.

- Good.

And Jamie?

- He's great.

Getting ready for the reunion.

Darryl and Taylor are picking
up Rachel at the airport.

- 13 years, and finally
the Reed Family reunion

is happening.

OK, Dhan is going to
call with Sir soon.

Zeke, since you
were the only one

actually poisoned by Lena and
Sir, tell me what you felt.

- Agoraphobia aside, fever,
chills, aches, vomiting,

and arterial hypertension.

- OK, Lacey, grab an ice pack
to help with the chills.

Margaret, spritz me again.

We need to sell the fever.

- Enough.

I know the FBI allowed
you to have a cell phone.

Make the call.

I need to see Gabrielle now.

[tense music]

[line trills]

- It's me.

I'm with-- him.

Put us on.

I want him to see
what his sister has done.

- Move in closer.

Whoever's holding the phone,
move in closer.

- Lacey, who is that?

Who's on the screen?

- Gabrielle, it's Sir.

I'm here.

- What are you doing?

Get him out of my face.

Hang up.
- Gabrielle, wait!

Wait, I had no idea
what Lena was planning.

- Hang up.
- I promise-- [yells]

- You did this.

You put Gabi in your
psycho sister's crosshairs.

I should-- I should
kill you where you sit.

* *

- Lena is dead to me.

Let Gabrielle know that
I will make sure my sister

can never hurt her again.

- Why should I tell
Gabi anything from you?

Lena is clearly
the one in control.

- Not anymore.

I will help you find her.

But this isn't a partnership.

You'll do what I say,
when I say it.

Understood?

I have a phone number
that I can call

to leave Lena a message.

I will convince her to meet me.

Not here.
- Then where?

- I'll tell you when
you need to know.

Talk to Agent Millen.

Have me released
into his custody.

- That's a tall order.

- Figure it out.

And just to be clear,
if you want to capture Lena,

this is the only way.

* *

- Gabi, do not make
a liar out of me.

I promised Margaret we would
take you home to get some rest.

- I will rest
when Lena is behind bars.

- It's Saturday.

Even the best fighter needs
to rest between rounds.

- Daniel,
what are you doing here?

- Hi.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm--

- Gabi, this is
Daniel Schenkor.

He leads my
law school study group.

Daniel, are you OK?

- Yes.

Yes, I'm-- I'm fine.

Please excuse my appearance.

I just ran here from Temple.

You see, I'm--

- Jewish, Modern Orthodox,
and it's Shabbat.

- Yes, exactly.

So I do not drive or use
technology until sundown.

- Oh, OK.

But why are you here?

Is someone missing?

- Not someone.

An entire family
from my congregation.

* *

- OK, it's official.
You've got me beat on nerves.

- [sighs]

- Mom, relax.

Come on, you told me you and
Taylor were doing great, right?

- Great is overdoing it, but--
but we have made some progress.

- And Dad,
you saw last night, so--

- Yeah, I haven't seen
Rachel in 12 years.

And that's on me.

[gentle music]

- Thank you for not
giving up on me.

Taylor finally understood.

Rachel will too.

[knock at door]

[Aron Wright's
"The Age of Believing"]

- You ready?

[sighs]

[sentimental music]

* *

- Oh, my God, Mom,
you actually did it.

- * Hope, hope is like a
ledge you're holding onto *

- Oh, yeah, this is so you.

- * You can pull yourself
up if you want to *

* It's the age of believing *

* *

- Rachel, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.
I--

- * You're scared, but want
to save it at the same time *

* It's the age of believing *

* Oh,
it's the age of believing *

* Oh, it's the
age of believing *

- The Braunsteins
are like family.

Isaac and Tierza
introduced themselves

after my very first service.

The next day,
Tierza was at my door

with a jar of her plum jam.

Now, not everyone
was so welcoming,

but the Braunsteins made
me feel like I belonged.

- What makes you so sure that
the Braunsteins are in danger?

- Today, their youngest, Zev,
was set to be Bar Mitzvahed.

For the past several months,
I've been working with him

on his mitzvah project.

His is about justice
in the community.

We were scheduled to work
on it after services, but--

- But Zev never showed up.

Did you try calling
the family?

Maybe-- maybe one
of them was sick.

- We all leave our phones
off during the Sabbath.

But I did stop by the house.

Their cars were there.

And nobody answered the door.

- And what about the police?

- The DCPD came, found no
foul play or forced entry.

They think the family is just
out enjoying the weekend.

- You said that Zev's mitzvah
project was about justice.

Did he choose that because
he or someone in the family

had been threatened?

- I don't know.

But speaking from personal
experience, things--

things have been tough lately.

[somber music]

- I promise we are going
to find out what happened.

First thing,
I need to speak to your Rabbi.

If the Braunsteins
were threatened,

they would have
confided in him.

Lacey, call Dhan,
go to the Braunsteins' house.

Get a look inside.

- Are you going to
break into their house?

- Respectfully, yes.

Every second counts.

* *

- Thank you both for coming.

I've already asked
my congregation

to pray and to contact
you if they know anything

that might be helpful.

- How well do you
know the Braunsteins?

- Well, Isaac was on our
board for the last two years.

Tierza is a volunteer
at the local food pantry.

They're a kind family.

- What about threats?

Have Isaac, Tierza,
or the kids come to you about

anything recently?

- Rabbi Mendel,
I'm sorry to interrupt,

but are the rumors true?

- Yes, I'm afraid so.

Ms. Mosely,
Detective Trent,

this is Jacob Lieb
and his family.

- Do you know the Braunsteins?

- Not well, but I'm not
surprised this has happened.

Our town has become lawless.

Just the other day,
our home was broken into.

And the police
have done nothing.

- Jacob, this is not the time.

- Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

Mr. Lieb, I will look
into it just as soon

as the Braunsteins are safe.

- Thank you, Jacob.

Please, all of you,
keep praying.

[somber music]

* *

You mentioned threats,
Detective.

Earlier this week,
Isaac came to me

after his son was beaten
up by a non-Jewish boy

while playing
basketball in the park.

- Do you have the name of
the boy who attacked Zev?

- No.

But Isaac was very upset.

And I told him that he
must teach Zev not to meet

violence with violence.

- I'm guessing that's not the
advice Isaac was looking for.

- He said he was going to
confront the boy's father,

handle the situation himself.

- You know you didn't
have to break in.

There's a locksmith literally
working across the street.

- Yeah, but where's
the fun in that?

So you got all the phones?

- Yeah, Daniel was right.

They were all turned
off and at home.

- It looks like the cops
got it right for once.

No signs of struggle.

Only red flag was some grease
and milk in the same sink.

In a kosher home, meat and
dairy are always kept separate.

- I know you're not saying
the kidnappers drank a glass

of milk on their way out.

- No, more like
someone in the family

made a mistake,
which would only

happen under extreme duress.

Why don't you take the phones
to Zeke, see what you can find?

- Are you going back inside?

- No, I'm gonna walk the
route the Braunsteins

would have taken a temple.

If they weren't taken at home,
it's possible something

happened along the way.

- All right.

[intriguing music]

* *

- Nothing at the temple yet.

Anything at the house?

- Maybe.

But I think I just
found tire marks.

- Oh, these are
pretty fresh, too.

And whoever it was must
have taken off in a hurry.

* *

- It's Zev's.

He must have dropped it
when he was kidnapped.

* *

- Insulin.

- Gabi, Zev took
four doses a day,

but he hasn't logged one
since 8:30 last night.

.

- Mom, I'm fine.
I just went out for groceries.

Yes, I'm wearing
my hat and glasses.

OK, I'll see you at home soon.

- Got it, Taylor.

- Dad.

- [laughs]

[gentle music]

* *

- Dad.

- Back to me.
Back to me.

Yes!

[laughs]

* *

- Jamie, you OK?

Looks like we lost you
there for a second.

- Yeah, sorry, I'm good.

I was just remembering
the last time I saw you.

- I remember it too.

13 years ago,
right here in this room.

I gave you a hug just before
you went to the bus station.

- Yeah, and I'm pretty
sure that was right

before I threw
my bunny at Dad's head

because I wanted more cereal.

[laughs]

* *

- It's hard to believe.

I mean, for me.

You-- you never stopped
believing Jamie was out there.

It's like you willed
him to come home.

Thank you.

- Don't thank me.

I wasn't a good mother to you
or your sister after Jamie.

* *

You deserved better.

- You were grieving, Mom.

You did the best that you
could with the capacity

that you had at the time.

I got that.

Eventually.

[laughter]

- Go.

Go, be with your brother.

You and I will have our time.

* *

OK, it's my turn.

And just, you know, hit me with
a pillow if I freak you out.

But I have so many questions.

- You haven't changed.

You're so full of life.

- You-- you remember
what I was like?

Oh, my God, can I have a hug?

* *

- Oh.

[laughter]

* *

- Lena, you know this
is not easy for me,

but I owe you an apology.

I had my doubts.

I was uncertain your
legal strategy would work,

but every single
string you've pulled

has played out perfectly.

As you predicted,
the FBI has recruited

me to assist in cases.

And as a result, I've been
afforded privileges

that allow me access
beyond these walls.

At 4:00 p.m. today, I need you
to meet me at the Banford Inn,

room 128.

Then finally, we will
see the world together.

No more Gabrielle.

- And he left that for Lena?

It's perfect.

It plays right into Lena's ego.

- Problem is,
Millen's boss denied

his request to
have Sir released

into his temporary care.

- I don't care
how it gets done.

This is our chance to take down
Lena and protect our clients.

Make it happen.

- Isaac Braunstein
is an architect.

Tierza works in advertising
for a local hotel.

- Any issues with coworkers?

- No,
none that I've found yet.

Both have exemplary
work evaluations too.

- As for the kids,
the eldest daughter, Eden,

is a star athlete.

And Zev is an
aspiring songwriter.

- Zev is also diabetic.

- And hasn't taken his insulin
in 16 hours and counting.

This might be a record for
how quickly you've hacked

into our client's info, Zeke.

- I had some help this time.

- Daniel helped us get
into Tierza's phone.

- In the Jewish faith, certain
numbers hold great meaning.

For example, 18 means "life"
and 36 is "two lives."

Double chai.

- Tierza's passcode is 3636,

four lives, her family.

- Nicely done, Daniel.

But what about not
using tech on Shabbat?

- Jewish law allows religious
rules to be suspended

in a matter of life and death.

It's called Pikuach Nefesh.

Saving a soul.

Hey, as an agoraphobe,
you have a lot of time

on your hands to study things.

And my thing is religion.

- Zeke is right.

When saving a soul, rules
are meant to be broken.

- At M&A,
we couldn't agree more.

What about socials, Zeke?

- Isaac has none.

Tierza's posts focus on her
family and her charity work.

- Is that MLK?

- And Rabbi Heschel,
standing side by side

like they were on
the march from Selma.

Zeke, what about the kids?

Any online bullying?
- Not that I can see.

Eden had some videos that
were recently deleted,

but I'm still in the
process of restoring those.

- Trent is bringing
in the kid that jumped

Zev at the basketball court.

I want to be there when they--

- Everything OK?

- Daniel,
your instincts were right.

This is ring cam footage
from one of the neighbors.

They just turned
it into the DCPD.

[suspenseful music]

- Help!

Please!

You're making a mistake!

Ah!

Ah!

[grunting]

Help!

Help!

- Oh, my God, your room.

- I know.

It's like a time capsule.

- Look at all your toys.

Wait, remember
when Taylor dismantled

this retro car set
because she wanted

her bunny to have wheels?

- It's still missing a wheel.

- [laughs] Jamie, where's
all your current stuff?

- Oh, I still haven't
slept here yet.

I just haven't felt ready.

Plus, after a
month of the hotel,

I guess I'm kind of used to it.

- Wait, I'm sorry,
did you say a month?

- Kids, give us the room.

Your mother and I need to talk.

[tense music]

* *

How dare you?

How dare you wait a
month before calling?

- Darryl, I understand
you're upset.

But because of Carrie,
it wasn't safe for any of you.

Plus, I-- I needed to be sure.

And you had already moved on
emotionally, so I didn't--

I didn't want to
give you false hope.

- False hope?

This is my son
we're talking about.

You should have called
me the second he arrived.

- Why?

So you could call me insane?

Do you remember
when I called you

and told you that
Jamie's red shoes

were found at the station?

And it turns out that Carrie
planted them there so that

we would think
that he was dead.

And you fell for it.

You wanted to have a funeral.

But I knew that my baby boy
was still alive.

I found him.

So don't you dare tell me
that I did anything wrong.

[knock at door]

- I'm sorry to interrupt, but
I just checked in with Zeke,

and a whole family
has gone missing.

M&A is trying to find them.

But, Mom, I think
they're a little spread thin

with everything going on.

I think that they
need your help.

- Jamie, I can't.

- Go.

You should go, Margaret.

The girls and I need a moment.

- I'm coming with you, Mom.

* *

- If that's what
you want to do.

.

- Elmore, this whole silent
thing isn't working for me.

We already know about your
fight with Zev Braunstein.

- Go on and tell him.

My son should not have to
apologize for being J-woke.

- Let me guess, you left
your pointy white hood

and pitchfork in the car?

- You got no authority over me.

I don't have to talk
to you or your kind.

- The hell you don't.

This isn't one of your
little online forums.

You don't want to test me.

- Look, I'll talk.

It's not a big deal.

I wanted Zev to miss his shot,

so I talked a little smack.

- Define smack.

- I asked if he needed
to look that Jewish,

even during sports.
- [chuckles]

- And then what?

You just hit him?

- No.

I kind of also said
I really liked

his sister's sexy dance videos.

That's when he tackled me.

- See, my son didn't start it.

I'm telling you, you got to
watch out for these people.

They are bloodthirsty,
every single one of them.

- And what do your bruised
knuckles say about you?

- Those are from your fight
with Isaac, aren't they?

[tense music]

- All right, that's it.

I'm placing you under arrest
for suspicion of kidnapping.

- Whoa, hold on, man.

Wait, look, yes, all right,

Isaac confronted me, all right?

And, yes, I took a swing,
but he ducked,

and I hit a brick wall.

- Hey, it's true.

This morning we took
him to urgent care.

He fractured something
in his wrist.

- Good.

* *

- Don't ask.
I'll fill you in later.

- OK.

Chester Roberts' alibi
held up, so talk to me.

- I found a possible motive.

- But no suspect?

- See for yourself.

I was able to restore
Eden's deleted videos.

- * Uh-huh, pump it up *

* Walk into the room
like we number one *

* It's like,
uh-huh, pump it up *

* Bounce it up and down,
get it started *

- What, so harmless fun is
now a motive for kidnapping?

- Apparently.

Look at the comments.

- "Her family
should be ashamed.

This indecency has
disgraced our community."

- Indecency?

My friend Naomi
is modern Orthodox,

and she shows way,
way more skin than that.

- Different strokes
for different folks.

- The comments get even
more heated once Tierza

starts defending Eden.

- "Hashem is watching.

Your family should forever
be gone from our sight."

@NotInHisHouse did
not mince words.

- Zeke, I'm going to need
names for all those handles.

- Where are you going?

- To temple.

Clearly,
someone in the community

had major issues
with the Braunsteins.

- Looks like you and
Millen found a way.

- He put his ass on the line.

Forged the required paperwork.

- I didn't know
he had it in him.

That must be one hell
of a favor he owes you.

- Yeah, but now
this is a small,

off-the-books operation,
you, me, Millen,

and just one of his guys.

- Let me know when.

- Now.

You haven't found Zev
and his family yet.

- He's out of insulin and
we're running out of time.

I can't fall back now.

- OK, look, I can
handle Sir and Lena.

Gabi, trust me,
I will not let you down.

Nothing is more important than
finding the missing, nothing.

You find that family.

[suspenseful music]

- No, I refuse to
believe that anyone

here would do such a thing.

Look around.

We are all working to
bring the Braunsteins home.

- I understand how
you feel, I do.

But there is no
denying those comments.

- What do you want to do?

Do you want to interrogate
everyone here, one by one?

- We don't have the time,
and neither does Zev.

- Normally, I would hold
a press conference calling

on the community to help.

But because of Shabbat,
the best way to address them

is right here.

Please, it's the Braunsteins'
best chance.

- Very well.

If you'd like,
you can address them now.

We have a few hours
before Minchah.

- If someone's guilty, their
body language will tell you

everything you need to know.

- Like if they fold their arms?

- Exactly,
or if they're sweating

or shifting from side to side.

Or if a man pulls
at his collar,

it can be a guilty mind
desperate for oxygen.

But the real tell
is in the eyes,

especially if people
look away every time

Gabi mentions the Braunsteins.

[phone vibrating]

[phone chimes]

- Good job.

[somber music]

* *

[tense music]

* *

- My name is Gabi Mosely.

As you are all well aware,
there is a family

in your congregation,
the Braunsteins,

who have gone missing.

Today, the youngest,
Zev, was supposed

to be standing right
where I am now,

becoming a man
in the eyes of God.

Instead, he is deprived
of his insulin

and fighting for his life.

Help me find him
and his family.

[somber music]

* *

Now, I know within
every community

there are differing opinions
on how to dress,

pray, even dance.

But it is imperative we
put those differences aside

and encourage one
another to come

forward with any
information that can help.

Thank you.

* *

- Well, I got nothing.

All I saw was a united front.

[phone vibrates]

[phone chimes]

- It's Zeke.

Apparently he hacked--
never mind.

Tierza's ATM card was
used 30 minutes ago.

Look, Trent, that's a gun.

.

- This was in the parking lot
of an old, half-empty mall.

- Oh, God.

Zev can't even
stand on his own.

- So this was all about money?

- It doesn't make sense.

The Braunsteins aren't wealthy.

At most, they got
$500 from that ATM.

- Zeke, see what you can
do to enhance the video.

I need the license plate
on that van now.

- I tried.

The license plate
is too far away

and the footage is too grainy.

- Zeke, I'm sorry.

Can you rewind the
video and play it again?

And start when Tierza is
entering her PIN code.

Wait, pause.

She re-enters it a few times
before getting it right.

- Nerves?

I mean, she does have
a gun pointed at her.

- No, that's what
I thought at first.

But look at Tierza's eyes.

- That is not a look of fear.

- No, that is a pissed-off
mom with a plan.

- She didn't make a mistake.

She's sending a message.

- I'm on it.

- Is that 5, 4, 3, 2?

- Zeke, we need
every combination

of the corresponding letters.

[computer beeping]

[suspenseful music]

L-I-E-B.

Lieb, Jacob Lieb.

Who had eyes on Jacob
when I was talking

to the congregation?

- He wasn't there.

- Gabi,
there's something else.

The handle that was spewing
the most hate

on Eden's dancing,
@NotInHisHouse,

its corresponding email
belongs to a Jacob Lieb.

* *

- Mr. Lieb,
I'm not asking again.

Where were you this morning
between 8:00 and 9:00 a.m.?

- Jacob, please,
I stand beside you.

You are a good and devout man.

But I implore you for Isaac,
Tierza, Eden, and Zev--

- I swear I've done
nothing wrong.

- Then explain the hateful
comments on Eden's videos.

- "Hashem is watching.

Your family should forever
be gone from our sight."

[tense music]

- I didn't mean it as a threat.

My family is third
generation at our shul.

There are rules and traditions
that are not to be broken.

- Or else what?

You take revenge?

- All I meant is that we
are a conservative temple.

And for those who are
more liberal, perhaps

they should attend
somewhere else.

I have children
the same age as theirs.

I didn't want Eden unduly
influencing my little girl.

- Jacob, look at this photo.

This could be your family.

I know that there is
something you are not saying.

- I swear.

- We don't believe you.

We have a video of Tierza
with a gun to her head

typing your name
into an ATM PIN pad.

- I don't know why.

Listen, you have to believe me,
you've got the wrong man.

* *

- Wrong man
or the wrong family.

Trent, what if Tierza didn't
type Lieb because they're

the kidnappers,
she typed it because

they're the real targets.

Think about it.

Both families have
a similar makeup.

- They live on the same street.

- An outsider not
paying attention,

you could think that all
Orthodox Jews look alike.

- Mr. Lieb,
you are wealthy, correct?

- Having money isn't a crime.

- But it could
make you a target.

Didn't you say that your
house was robbed recently?

- Wait, are you saying
that it was my family

who was meant to be taken?

- We think so.

And now we desperately
need your help.

- 3:43 p.m.

17 minutes until she shows.

- I have my guy stationed
by the back parking lot.

Are you sure there's no
other way out of that room?

- Bathroom windows
are too small.

The only way in or out
is the front door.

- How did you talk
me into this?

You know there's no one else
I'd risk my career for.

Not even my mother.

- I know.

I appreciate it.

After this, consider us even.

- Not likely.

Some debts, let's just say
there's no way to repay 'em.

- Evans, it's getting
quiet in there.

Let's run a sound check
on that wire.

- The voice of the executioner.

I have a request.

When Lena arrives, I would
like a moment with her alone

before you make the arrest.

- Request denied.

The second she shows,
we're moving in.

[Hidden Citizens & Lindsey
Ray's "Rabbit Hole"]

* *

- * Leave me in the corner *

* Where my heart can
think it over *

* I'll be better
in the morning *

* When the sun begins
to rise *

* Leave me in the corner *

* Where I can think it over *

* I'll be better
in the morning *

* When the sun begins
to rise *

- I see you remembered
our secret entrance.

* *

Welcome home, sister.

.

- OK, so this is the
only surveillance video

of the Lieb robbery we've got.

- Jacob definitely fought back.

You'd think that would
have kept them from coming

back to the neighborhood.

- Clearly,
Jacob fighting back only

pissed them off even
further, to the point

where they came back
but took the wrong family.

- It's a whole new meaning
of blinded by anger.

- We know for sure Zev was
snatched from the street.

Mom and Dad must have
heard him yelling

and came running out of the
house and were snatched too.

- However it happened,
Trent is following up

with the detectives
assigned to the robbery.

- Jamie, are you OK?

- Yeah.

Sorry, that was Taylor.

So what now?

How do we find the kidnappers?

- Start with the white van.

I don't care if it's
through the tires,

the paint job,
or the tinted windows,

find a way to track it now.

- Hey, it's almost time.

You good?

- I just got a text from Mike.

- Mike who?

- Don't be an ass.

I get it.

He was an addict.

He messed up on our mission.

- And I ended up in
the hole for three years.

- Dhan, he's in trouble.

- You know what?

You want us even?

Don't ever bring up Mike again.

- You, Christian, and I spent
a lot of time in this room.

You would teach
us your lessons,

and I would soak up every word.

You hated this place.

The filth.

Strange to me you
still call it home.

- Home is where one goes when
they've run out of choices.

[tense music]

- Living here, watching you
endure these conditions,

you taught me
an important lesson.

- And what was that?

- Sometimes sacrifices
need to be made.

- You mean like Christian?

- What happened to Christian
was regrettable...

and not intentional.

But same as our mother,
Christian was a threat.

- Enough about the past.

You've crossed a line,
and you know it.

You've poisoned
the one and only person

I forbade you to harm.

My Gabrielle was off limits.

- What are you talking about?

[phone vibrating]

- Hey, I thought you were
sitting this one out.

- You know me.

Just because I can't
be there doesn't

mean I don't need to know.

- Find the family?
- Not yet.

You catch Lena?
- No.

Sir's in the room.
It's quiet.

We're just waiting for Lena.

- Dhan, it's 3:52.

Wasn't the meeting at 4:00?

- Yeah, we have time.

- No, listen, at the start
of his English class,

Sir used to always say, if
you're not early, you're late.

He raised Lena.

If it is dead silent
in there, trust me,

somehow Lena is already there.

* *

- Hugh, please.

I know how much
Gabi means to you.

I may not like it,
but I respect you.

Who are you gonna believe?

* *

- Lena Matthews, hands up now.

- You chose her again.

I would have done
anything for you.

- My dear Lena, word of advice.

- Step away from her now.

- The difference between
treason and patriotism

is only a matter of dates.

[dramatic music]

- [groans]

[Taser buzzing]

[groans]

* *

- Give me a reason.

* *

- We found something.

Mom noticed a section of the
van with no dust or dirt on it.

- Almost like there was
a sun-shaped decal

or something there.

- Were you able
to trace the decal?

- I ran a search
for local businesses

with a sun-shaped logo.

I figured it was
a long shot, but--

- Look at that, locksmith.

Explains how they were
getting in and out of houses.

- Yeah, it's a small and
floundering operation

with just a two-man crew.

This is the owner,
Burton Kester.

Turns out he has a record,
time served for B&E.

- Wait, I recognize him.

I saw him working at a house
right across the street

from the Braunsteins'.

- Zeke, used the van GPS.

Give me a location for Kester.

[tense music]

[door thuds]

- DCPD!

Nobody move!

Hands up!

Show me your hands!

Hands, now!

- It was a mistake.

We just wanted the money.

I couldn't tell
these people apart.

- And you really think
that's an excuse?

Where are they?

[choir harmonizing]

* *

- Tierza, I'm Gabi.

I'm here to help.

Is he--

- He's alive, but he
needs his insulin.

- Zev, hang in there.

Hang in there, honey.

- * Never felt so small *

* A heart that's broken open *

* Complete denial *

* Ooh *

* *

* Hold on *

.

- Burton confessed.

He said he planned
to release the Braunsteins

once he figured out a way
to skip town.

- Thankfully, Zev survived.

Doctors want
to keep him overnight.

He's rescheduling
his Bar Mitzvah.

The good news is,
we're all invited.

[gentle music]

* *

- [mouths words]

* *

Can you give us a minute?

It is for your own good.

Please, just trust me.

- I do.

[tense music]

* *

- I messed up.

Lena got away.

I'm sorry.

If she hurts anyone else,
it's on me.

- No, the only people
to blame are me and Sir.

- Gabi.

- Thank you.

Thank you for trying.

* *

all: Welcome home.

- Whoa, where are you going?

- I need some time to myself.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- I'll walk you to your car.

Lacey, I can walk you
out too, if you're ready.

- Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

- I guess it's
good night for me too.

- You OK?

- Yeah.

I'm just glad
that we found them.

You know those nonverbal cues
you showed me today at Temple?

I've seen them before.

Three years ago,
I was at a park

and I saw Dad,
Taylor, and Rachel.

Instinctively,
I wanted to go to them,

despite everything Carrie had
told me about being unwanted.

But then I saw
this little girl.

A man was following her.

Just like you said, it was
his eyes that gave him away.

So I went up to
the little girl,

told her that her
mom had sent me.

And just like that,
she ran off.

And she was safe.

- What about your father
and the girls?

- They drove off.

I never saw them
again until today.

- I'm so proud of you.

You saved a life.

You're my son in every way.

[chuckles]

- Dad's mad, isn't he?

- At me, not you.

You've been away from
your father and sisters

for too long.

Go spend time with them
so that they can see

just how incredible you are.

[gentle music]

* *

- I love you, Mom.

* *

- I know it's late, but I was
hoping to ask you a question.

- One question for
saving an entire family.

It must be some question.

- A year ago,
I committed a sin.

And ever since, no matter how
much good I put into the world,

that sin not only haunts me,

but everyone I hold dear.

- Hmm.

You're worried about the sins
of the father, so to speak.

- Exodus 34:7.

- Of course, there's another
verse in Deuteronomy.

"And the children shall not
die on account of the father."

In Hebrew, there are
many words for sin,

but one, my favorite perhaps,
is Het,

which means something
that has gone astray.

For you to atone,
you must decide in your heart

never to do it again

and confess it out loud
for all to hear you.

Only then will you find peace.

[gentle music]

* *

[knocking at door]

- Darryl, hey.

Sorry, I was upstairs.

What-- what are you--
what are you doing here?

Where are Jamie and the girls?

- Well, the girls
are at my place,

but I thought Jamie
was here with you.

- No, he left hours ago.

He called you.

- Yeah, but he never showed up.

We figured maybe
he got nervous.

Are you sure isn't in
his room or something?

- Oh, God, no.

No, no, this cannot
be happening.

Oh, God, please.

[suspenseful music]

Come on, Jamie, pick up.

- * I'm awake
in my own grave *

[line trilling]

[dramatic music]

* *

[chair thudding]

.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Greg, move your head.