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Oh, come on!

Hey.

- Hey.
- What's going on?

What happened?

Does the five-second
rule apply to canned goods?

No. Come on, are you kidding me?

Seriously.

What, are you hitting

the heavy bag again?
- Yeah.

You know, Olivia would hate to see you

punishing yourself like this.

It helps me clear my mind, so.

What's going on with you? You look winded.

Yeah, well, I just had
to jog half a dozen blocks

trying to keep this frozen
yogurt from melting,

so.
- Uh-huh.

Really feeling the burn right now.

Let me guess: the car's
acting up again, huh?

- Acting up?
- Yeah.

No, this was complete
vehicular betrayal, my friend.

I gave the Red Thunder the
best two years of my life,

plus a kick-ass name, and
how does it pay me back?

By cacking out two blocks
outside the Fresh Co parking lot!

How's your new case going, by the way?

You making any progress?

Yeah, you know, 15
break-ins, one woman's dead,

three other guys were beaten.

You know, we're still at
square one. You all right?

Yeah. I'm sure you'll figure it out.

Yeah, well, we better soon.

The whole city's freaking out.

- Oh!
- Oh.

Forget the fro-yo, it's just "yo" now.

No, no, no. This is the best.

- Really?
- This is like when you

put it in the microwave.

Come on.
- You put frozen yogurt

in the microwave?
- I'll get a spoon.

We can save this.

Yeah.
- That's disgusting.

Pete?

Diane?

- 9-1-1.
- Hey!

Well, let's
get the hell out of here!

I'm here at this Rosedale home

where yet another break-in
has turned violent,

leaving a man in hospital
in serious condition.

He joins four other
victims of similar attacks,

including 26-year-old Tara Simms,

who was beaten and killed

in her Richmond Hill home last week.

This, despite the mayor's promise-

- You OK?
- Yeah.

And I keep expecting Olivia
to walk around the corner.

Everything about this
place reminds me of her.

Yeah. I felt the same way
when my dad passed away.

I couldn't walk through a precinct

without hearing his voice in my head.

Hey.

Oh, hey. I figured I'd
be seeing you guys here.

How's he doing?

Daniel Norton, age
multiple contusions,

bruised kidney, and a
grade three concussion,

So, in short, he's messed up pretty good.

Can we see him?

He's awake, but, uh, I don't
know how cognitive he'll be.

Yeah, brain injuries are tricky things.

You know what? I'll, uh, I'll take you.

Dr. O'Connor (indistinct) four.

Mr. Norton, I'm Sergeant McCluskey.

This is Toby Logan. We're with the IIB.

Hey.

We'd like to ask you a few questions

about last night's attack.

I don't remember much.

Oh, we understand.

Um, anything you can give us would help.

I'll do my best.

- Five minutes. That's it.
- Yeah.

Did you get a look at your assailants?

It was dark. It happened so fast.

No, it's OK. Take your time.

Two guys wearing black ski masks.

We struggled.

I grabbed at one of their
masks. Saw his face.

Would you be able to
give us a description?

He was white.

I don't...

I'm sorry, I, I didn't get a good look.

OK. Is there anything
else you can recall?

A blinding flash of
light, and then I don't...

Can't...

Was there someone else there?

I thought maybe I saw but...

OK. Get some rest.

Thank you for your time.

OK, when you say "costume",

you mean like, uh, Spiderman?

More like Batman, dark,
hiding in the shadows.

You sure he was really there?

I don't know.

If he thinks he saw it, then I saw it.

Well, Norton suffered
serious head trauma,

which makes him an unreliable witness,

so for now let's just
focus on the crime itself.

OK, well, once again, uh,

the target house was in a quiet,
white-collar neighborhood.

Right.

And the two perps fit the
description given to us

by the previous witnesses,
which supports the theory

that this is the work of the same crew.

These attacks are escalating.

It's also consistent with the pattern.

It's only a matter of time
before they kill again.

All the more reason to
figure this out quickly.

I just spent the last 20
minutes getting torn a new one

by our favorite superintendent,

so please, give me a suspect,
a solid lead, anything.

Well, we're still waiting
for the lab to process

evidence gathered at the scene,

but if it's anything like the others,

we shouldn't hold our breath.

What about your read of the victim?

You said he got a look
at one of his attackers?

Yeah. I did. Just a glimpse.

Well, a face doesn't help much

unless we can put a name to it.

Well, if he's got a record,
he'll be in the database.

I can get Toby set up with the identi-kit.

Yeah, do that.

And then check with the pawn shops.

See if there's any recent inventory

that's linked to our robberies.

I feel like we're missing something.

I want you to go over the case files

of each crime scene again.

Talk to the homeowners,

look for patterns, hidden commonalities.

Our best hope of catching
these guys is figuring out

where they're gonna strike next.

Well, that's easier said than done.

Everything points to these
houses being chosen at random.

Yeah, I don't buy that.

These crimes are connected.

Let's figure out how.

Hey. Gift from the lab boys.

It's a hollow copper
tube filled with traces

of flash powder inside.

Came back clean for fingerprints.

Mm, so that could be the
blinding flashing light

Daniel Norton was talking about.

Could be. It's homemade
but well crafted.

Whoever made it knows what they're doing.

You see? There was someone else there.

Looks that way.

How's it going here?

No luck matching the face
on your read of Daniel?

After three hours of this,
they all look the same.

Well, why don't you go
home and get some rest?

I'll give you a call if
something else comes up.

OK.

Yeah, I know I missed deadline,

but I have a new angle for the piece,

so just keep your pants
on for 10 minutes, OK?

Tia, it's Toby Logan.

- Toby, hey!
- Hey.

So sorry. I thought you were my editor.

Uh, if you're busy right
now, I can call you back later.

No, no, it's fine. It's fine.

It's nice to hear from you.

Are you, uh, still working
the home invasion murder?

Yeah.

Mm. Jealous.

I wanted that story so bad,

but it went to my senior crime reporter.

Let me guess: you had a break in the case,

and you're insisting on
giving me the exclusive?

Not exactly.

Actually, uh, I was hoping you
could help me with something.

Related to the investigation?

Possibly, yes.

OK, shoot.

This might sound weird,
but uh, have you guys gotten

any reports of a guy walking the shadows,

wearing a mask and costume?

Anything like that?

Actually, it's funny you should ask.

We've had a few calls to the hotline,

but I assumed that they were pranks.

Well, they probably are.

Do you mind sending me the locations

of those sightings just in case?

Well, I will send you
the call transcripts

on one condition.

What's that?

If this leads to something,
I want first crack at it.

Keep me in the loop as
much as you're allowed.

Uh, you know I can't promise anything.

OK, I'll take that as a yes. Thanks.

You sure your partner's OK with this?

What, James? Yeah, he's fine back there.

He's got a book.

You know, turn right up here.

By the way, uh, driving around

looking for a rogue superhero,

you officially have the
coolest job in the world.

Well, he's not a superhero.

You know, it's not like
he has powers or anything.

He's just a dude.

You don't know that. You have powers.

You're a unitard away from
being in the Justice League.

Batman never had any powers,

and he's widely considered to be

the greatest superhero that ever lived.

He never lived. He was
a comic book character.

He's alive in here, Toby.

I might be wasting
your time here anyway.

I mean, what are the odds

that this guy's gonna
to be in the right place

at the right time for us to spot him?

What if I told you there
was a way to drastically

improve your odds?

How's that?

Check this out.

This is Uni-21 calling all units.

We are on the lookout
for a rogue vigilante

dressed like a superhero.

Over.

This is Baker-12.
Are you loaded, dude?

Just keep one eye on the road

and another in the shadows.

Whatever. Count us in.

Uni-21, this is
Alpha-19. Yeah, we're in too.

What's that description again?

- All right.
- Nice.

We have something.

My three favorite words
in the English language.

So, I couldn't figure
out why they were breaking

into some houses while
the homeowners were away

and some while they were home.

I just chalked it up to the
random nature of the crimes.

OK.

Turns out there is a
common thread after all:

all of the owners were supposed to be away

at the time the incidents occurred.

Tara Simms, she was booked
on a flight to Mexico.

She was turned away at customs

because her passport was expired.

You're saying she was murdered

because her vacation plans fell through.

Yes. All the houses
were supposed to be empty.

So I was right. It
wasn't random after all.

These houses are being targeted.

Yeah, and whoever is
responsible is keeping tabs

on the homeowners' activities.

They're being targeted for what exactly?

Each victim provided an
inventory of stolen items.

There is nothing of significant value

taken from any of them.

So what is it they're after?

Alpha-19, you still with us?

This is Alpha-19.
Sorry for the radio silence.

We had to make a pit stop to gas up.

We're back on our route.

Pit stops are a part of life.

Thanks very much.
- Copy that.

Sorry we couldn't be more help for you.

Ah, don't worry about it, man.

You formed a roving network of paramedics.

t's pretty genius. Batman would be proud.

- Oh, you think?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I don't know.

We covered all the hot spots in the city.

If your boy is out there,
we would have found him.

Maybe he took the night off.

I still got about
10 minutes on my shift.

You want me to keep driving?

Baker-12 calling
University-21. Come in.

Yeah, go ahead, B-1-twiz.

Either we're
losing our minds too,

or we may have spotted your guy.

Excellent. Where at?

Heading down Indian Crescent.

We've lost visual now, but
he's out here somewhere.

Roger that. Thank you.

- Nice.
- Lock and load.

Hey, whoa, stop here.

Yeah, over there. Put your lights on him.

Hey there.

How you doing? You all right?

Let's take a peak here.
We're here to help you out.

Watch yourself, Toby.

Ooh, OK. Ooh, OK.

Hey, buddy, you OK?

You look like you just went
a few rounds with the Hulk.

You know where you are?

You know your name?

I'm Captain Nightfall.

Whoa. Hey.

So, how's he doing?

Well, he took a pretty good beating,

but it could have been worse.

His, um, costume cushioned
the blow somewhat.

I wonder if that vest is bullet proof.

He's lucky he didn't have to find out.

Nothing's broken, but he'll
be sore for a few days.

Uh, we also ran some blood
work while he was out,

but now that he's awake
and refusing to give us

his health card or any
personal information,

we can't treat him any further.

So you're going to release him?

Soon, yeah.

Just waiting for the on-call
doctor to sign off on him.

Thanks, Sandy.

I'll see you later?

Yeah, you will.

Hey. How are you feeling?

I'll be fine.

So is there
something we can call you

besides Captain Nightfall?

No. There is no more Tim.

Safeguarding your secret
identity. I can respect that.

I mean, nobody knew who Batman
was under the cowl, right?

It's Bruce Wayne.

Yeah. Well, that was a bad example.

So, what happened? Who did this to you?

Were you trying to
prevent another robbery?

Look, somebody has to keep
these neighborhoods safe.

No family should have to live in fear.

Hey, I couldn't agree more.

That's why my buddy, T
here, is on the case.

The cops are useless.

I've accomplished more in one night

than they have in a month.

So, how'd you get involved in this?

I, I was out patrolling,
and I heard the commotion,

and I saw these two goons
beating on a defenseless man.

I confronted them, they got away.

I've been tracking them ever since.

So, why the costume, the codename?

Why not just be yourself?

Because that would
put my family at risk.

This is enough. I've had enough.

Just go.
- Happy?

Goodbye to my own son!

Now it's time for me
to make mine. Off you go!

Hey, I've, uh, I've got your
paperwork ready at the desk.

OK, thanks.

All right. We'll talk again.

- Hey. I got your message.
- You should probably

get back to work.

Oh, hey. Yeah, OK.

Where is he?

He's in emerg. He's
about to be released.

OK, well, Klein wants him
brought in for questioning.

Well, he's trying to help out.

He has no part in this.

No, we don't know that.

He knew where they were
going to strike next.

I want to know how.

Hey, have you guys seen your superhero?

He hasn't been officially discharged,

but his costume's gone.

He's gone?

Please tell me you got an ID.

I think his first name is Tim.

Yeah. OK, we're on our way.

OK, facial recognition
only found the one match,

so is that our guy?

It's hard to tell with the beard.

Yeah, he has a history of violent crime,

did a stint for armed robbery.

Looks like he got released two months ago.

That's right around the time
our crime spree started.

Yeah, but he's small time.

There's no way he planned
something on this scale.

If he is responsible, he's
working for someone else.

Do we have an address or
a place of employment?

Uh, well, if anyone knows
how to get a hold of him,

it'll be his parole officer.

Let's get him out of bed.

♪ I'm frightened I'll do something wrong ♪

♪ Without thinking ♪

♪ And all this love ♪

♪ I can't do anything ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

I didn't really picture Hawn
as the flyer-delivery type.

Well, there's not a
lot of work out there

for ex-cons, and gainful
employment is part of his parole.

That gives him a great
opportunity to case houses.

Yeah, I already thought of that,

but none of the target
houses were on his route,

they weren't even in
the same neighborhoods.

Eric Hawn?

- Yeah?
- Hey. IIB.

We have a few questions

for you about some recent robberies.

Sure, just give me a sec.

This is a composite of
the man you saw in the read.

So, do we have any idea who
this guy is in relation to Hawn?

I mean, he could be
his boss, his partner,

I can't say for sure.

I just got a face.

All right, so if we get a
match we'll see where it leads.

In the meantime, I've had
Metro put an APB out for Hawn.

For now he's still our
only link to these crimes.

Maybe not.

I mean, Nightfall knew exactly where Hawn

and his partner were gonna strike next.

He even claimed to be tracking them.

Tracking them how?

Well, he didn't get
that specific, but...

I still haven't decided
if this guy is a misguided

good Samaritan, a dangerous vigilante,

or a complete whack-job.

Probably all of the above.

If he could help us, I
think we should let him.

You know where he is?

I think I can find him, yeah.

OK. I'll have Metro pick him up.

No, no, no, wait, wait.

Let me do this my way.

He's not a fan of cops.

I think I can get through to him.

I can't even believe
I'm contemplating this.

Fine.

- Thank you.
- Go find Batman.

So, you recognize anything yet?

No, but the angle of the tower is right.

We should be close.

Man, I can't believe you
guys are going to team up.

It's not a team-up. I've
just got to talk to the guy.

Well, that's how it starts.

I mean, you don't like
each other, then you talk,

you realize it was all a misunderstanding,

and then you team up
to defeat a common foe!

Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

Hey, so, uh, I made an
appointment at a dealership

to go for a test drive.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, you want to come with me?

I could use a, a lady's perspective.

- My son, right?
- You made your choices.

- Bye to my own son!
- Now it's time for me

to make mine.

Hey, hey. Pull over here.

There he is.

All right, thanks.

See you.

Hey, Tim.

That's your name when you're
not Nightfall, isn't it?

How the hell did you find me?

That's your kid back there, is it?

Yeah, that's, that's my kid.

My wife, she won't let
me anywhere near him.

She won't even let me talk to him.

I mean, how messed up is that, right?

Kid loves his comic books more
than he loves his old man.

I'm not here to give
you a hard time, man.

I'm...

I need your help.

What kind of help
would a cop want from me?

I'm not a cop. I'm a consultant.

All I need to know is how you figured out

where those robbers
were gonna strike next.

No way. Trade secret.

You know, I saw those
flash tubes you made.

They're pretty impressive.

Yeah, I've always been
pretty handy with the gadgets,

and electronics too.

I used to work in computers.

Cool.

You, uh, you think you can
maybe show me these electronics?

- What is this?
- I don't know.

What is this?

You son of a bitch! You set me up!

- Whoa, whoa, Tim!
- Why?

Relax!

I have no idea what's going on here.

Timothy Lamb.

Please come with me.
- Hey, what's happening?

Sorry, hey, IIB.

Who called this in?

The wife.

Guy's not supposed to be
around her or the kid.

Come on. That, that, that
restraining order is total crap.

She can't keep me away from my kid.

Inside.

All right. Whoa.

Hello?

Hey, Toby. It's Sandy.

We got the blood work back on
your friend from last night.

Hey, yeah, is everything OK?

Normally this would be privileged

doctor-patient information,

but, um, since the patient is MIA

and you're the one who brought him in...

What'd you find?

He has a rare
degenerative blood disorder.

There's really very little we can do

other than make him more comfortable.

Wait, so what are you
saying exactly, Sandy?

He's dying, Toby.

He has maybe eight months,
a year left at most.

Did you find the
guy from Toby's read of Hawn?

No. Couldn't get a match.

The guy's probably
never been in the system.

What about the pawn shops?

Yeah, came up empty.

Nah, no one's moving
the stolen goods yet,

which leaves us trying to figure out

where our perps will strike next.

There's 16 target houses in
nine separate neighborhoods.

Now, we know the crime
itself, it isn't random,

but there's still no discernible order

to which these houses were hit.

I even looked to see if
maybe they all joined

together to form like a giant pentagram

or the face of Elvis or
something, but they did not.

So we're back to square one.

No, maybe not.

I also built a profile
on each neighborhood

where one or more robberies have occurred,

and from there was able to
extrapolate three other areas

that closely match the same parameters

but haven't yet been targeted.

So the next robbery could happen

in one of those three areas.

Based on the profile,
there's a good chance of that.

Nice work.

Thought you might want to get to know

your hero a little more.

Amateur boxer turned IT technician.

Brains and brawn.

Too bad he didn't use his gifts

a little more wisely.

Aggravated assault, DUI, why
am I looking at this stuff?

Well, he's not the avenging
angel you seem to think he is.

I think I can get through to this guy.

Why is this so personal to you?

He reminds me a bit of myself.

Do I agree with his methods? No.

But I think his heart's
in the right place.

Well, don't fool yourself. He's not you.

Well, maybe he's not, but I
think that I can stop this guy

from getting himself or
someone he cares about killed.

You see, that kind
of talk freaks me out.

Do you want a coffee or something?

No, I don't want a coffee or something.

God, you just don't give up, do you? Man.

We got something for you.

OK. Yeah, thanks.

Uh. Can I go now?

You've got to read it.

You understand that?

It means that I'm a
walking dead man, yeah.

I got it. Thanks.

So you know this already?

Hey. I'm on your side.

I know I can't save my own life, OK?

All I'm trying to do is
save somebody else's.

Why is that such a terrible thing?

I'd rather go out in a blaze of glory

than in a hospital bed.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- What's up?
- We found Hawn.

What we can tell you is that the body

was found in this alley
just a few hours ago.

The victim of the shooting
has just been identified

as 32-year-old Eric Hawn.

So far no arrests have been made

in connection with the crime,

and Toronto Metro Police are asking anyone

with possible information to plea-

A homeless man found him.

Two shots to the chest from close range.

Someone didn't like the fact

that we were closing in on Hawn.

There's no witnesses,

but we're checking security
cameras in the area.

Forensics did find this.

It was on Hawn's jacket.

It looks like an audio
surveillance device.

So someone put a bug on him.

Yeah, the lab is taking a look now.

I'm gonna go check in with
them. You want to come?

Actually, uh,

I'll catch up.

- OK.
- Yeah.

Hey. Tia, what's up?

Hey, I just thought I'd check in

and see if those phone tips paid off.

I can't talk specifics,
but, yeah, they paid off.

Thank you. I owe you.

See? Now we're getting somewhere.

Mm-hmm.

How about dinner? My treat.

Forget dinner. I want the exclusive.

You don't even know
what the story is yet.

It doesn't matter.

If it's connected to
the home invasion angle,

then it's got front-page potential,

and that's like our
currency around here, so.

All right. I get it.

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you. That's all I'm asking.

Cool.

Yeah, so, the lab
confirmed that that bug

wasn't just a simple audio transmitter,

it also has GPS capabilities.

- A tracking device.
- Exactly.

And they also confirmed
that it's homemade,

just like those flash tubes

found at the Rosedale crime scene.

That explains how Nightfall knew

where Hawn was gonna strike next.

Yeah, I should never have let him go.

He may know who actually killed Hawn.

Maybe, maybe not.

I mean, he was in police custody
at the time of the murder.

Hey, guys. I've got
to show you something.

So, the only camera that
was near the alleyway

where Hawn got murdered

was in a parking lot across the street.

Are you saying we have him on camera?

No.

But see that car pulling in?

Keep your eyes on it.

Hey, that's the guy
that I got from Hawn.

I already ran his plate.

His name is, uh, Albert Jacoby.

He's an investment consultant
at Reiser Financial,

a local private investment firm.

What's an investment consultant doing

getting mixed up with an ex-con?

Let's go find out.

Here's the kind of
people I associate with:

doctors, lawyers, CEOs, CFOs,

your garden-variety multi-millionaires,

the kind of people who are
extremely conscientious

about who handles their
investment capital.

So, uh, you can see that, uh,

consorting with known criminals

would be counterintuitive to my job.

Sure.

Yeah, you got a nice office.

You must do pretty well for yourself.

Not as well as the, as the
boys in the 18th floor,

but, uh, yeah, sure, I do OK.

What were you doing in the parking lot?

Uh, I was just, uh,
picking up my dry cleaning.

I have a receipt here somewhere.

This was supposed to be simple.

You all right? You
seem a little nervous.

Of course not.

I'm fine, perfectly fine.

Just be cool.

If they had a warrant,
they'd have issued it by now.

Got it.

Here.

Anything else?

No, that's good enough for us.

He was worried we had a search warrant.

I think he's hiding something.

Well, we don't have enough

to get a search warrant.

Yeah?

It's me. I just got word from Metro.

There's been another home invasion.

We're on our way.

It was terrifying.

All I kept thinking was:
"Please, don't let us end up

like that poor woman."

The one who was killed.

How many of them were there?

Two. Both wore ski masks.

Did they take anything?

DVD player, some jewelry,

a few hundred dollars cash,
and my wife's wedding ring.

That's how I got this.

Well, you two are fine now.

So, we have two perps, same as always.

Either Hawn's already been replaced,

or they were always
working with a bigger crew,

rotating guys between jobs.

You see this?

Sorry, uh, is that your laptop out there?

It is. We got lucky on that one.

All our personal stuff's on it.

So, what, they take a DVD player

but they don't take a laptop?

I compared this list of stolen items

with lists from the other target houses,

and I found a commonality.

Something taken from each house?

Actually, it's, um,
it's what wasn't taken.

- Computers.
- Yeah. Exactly.

At each house, at least
one of the computers

was left untouched.

So maybe the robberies
are just a cover-up

for another crime.
- Exactly.

It's a good theory, but I need
to look at those computers

so I can confirm it.

Well, I'm sure the victims

will be happy to cooperate.

What's wrong?

I just got a text saying

that Albert Jacoby's
office was broken into.

He sent you a text directly?

No, it's unknown.

Let me run the number.

But this gives us a legal
excuse to go poke around.

Mr. Jacoby?

I wasn't expecting
another visit so soon.

What can I do for you?

What happened here?

Nothing, just a little incident.

Looks like someone turned
this place over pretty good.

No, it's fine. Really.

This is nothing to
bother the police about.

Damn it.

So, everything's
here? Nothing's missing?

Yes, everything is
accounted for. Not a problem.

But I do thank you for your concern.

OK, well, if you change your mind

and you want to report
this, give us a call.

OK.

That son of a bitch.

The footage was taken
from Reiser Financial

earlier this evening.

I think Nightfall's the
one who tipped us off.

Well, the text was sent from
an internet phone provider,

but I'd say it's a safe assumption.

He wants us to know he's helping us.

What, this is his idea of helping us?

He could derail the entire investigation.

Yeah, but why would he trash the place?

What was he looking for?

And how did he know about
Jacoby in the first place?

Damn it.

Here's your answer.
- What?

He put a bug on me just
like he did with Eric Hawn.

He was listening to us,
he knew where we were.

He heard me say that Jacoby

was hiding something in his office.

OK, you know what? That's it.

I want this Tim Lamb brought in. Now.

- Yes?
- Albert Jacoby?

I have what you're looking for.

- What?
- Your laptop.

Who is this? I, I, I don't-

If you want it back,

it'll be a million in cash tonight.

I'll text you the location. Come alone.

Well, he's not here.

And if he were, I'd have him arrested.

Do you have any idea where he might be?

Try the bar.

Which one?

Any one. Tim was never really fussy.

Well,
thank you for your time.

Is my dad in trouble?

Maybe Captain Nightfall can help him.

Now's really not the time, OK, Dustin?

I'm sorry. He's obsessed with comic books.

It's all he talks about lately.

Mrs. Lamb, do you have
a recent picture of Tim

that we could have?

Sure. In the den, I think.

Dustin, you know Captain Nightfall?

He's my friend.

He comes to visit me sometimes.

Oh, cool, man. Uh, when was
the last time you saw him?

A few hours ago. But he said
he couldn't see me anymore.

He said that I have to stay up

and watch the news tonight.

Yeah? Did he say anything else?

I promised
I'd keep it safe for him.

Did he give you something?

You know, we might be able to
use it to help your father.

Can you get if for me?

Oh, thanks.

So, Tim left this stuff
with his kid earlier.

What do we have? A laptop, keys, cash.

Yeah, his personal stuff.

He's not expecting to need them anymore.

Well, maybe there's
something on the laptop

that will lead us to him.

Hello.

Come to Daddy now.

There you are.

Hey. Is that the computer
from the last break-in?

Yeah, and it's been tampered with.

How so?

It's been infected with a
sophisticated form of spyware

that copies information

and transfers it to an outside system.

It's great for stealing intel

that normal hacking can't crack,

like secure accounts with
layers of encryption.

Right. And they did this
without anyone noticing?

Well, it's as simple as
plugging in a flash drive

and (clicks tongue) hitting Enter.

OK, so, where does the
information go exactly?

Any computer can be set up as a receiver

and record data from
any number of targets.

You're kidding.

I think I know what Nightfall
stole from Jacoby's office.

He left the evidence with
his kid for safekeeping.

So, Jacoby's computer
contains all the financial

information of every one of our victims.

Bank balances, trading account numbers,

passwords, luckily no money
has been transferred yet.

But without this laptop,
he can't access anything.

Jacoby would kill to get this back.

Didn't you say that Lamb told his kid

to watch the news tonight?

Yeah, I'm guessing he's
planning to confront Jacoby.

But without this to
trade, he's a dead man.

I think that was always the plan.

Doesn't she handle beautifully?

- Mm-hm.
- Yeah, the test drive

is my secret weapon.

Once you're behind the wheel
of this baby, you're sold.

Hey, what do you think, Toby?

Red Thunder 2.0?

What's the mileage like?

The best in its class,

hands down.

You hear that? Hands down he said.

Michelle, what's up?

Hey. So, Nightfall's on
his way to meet with Jacoby.

Right now? Are you sure?

Yeah, we ran Jacoby's phone records.

He was sent a text demanding a meet

at, uh, nine o'clock at a warehouse

at the corner of Queensway and Cawthra.

Like it was the same
phone used to tip us off

to the robbery at Jacoby's office.

That is why Tim said
goodbye to his son tonight.

He's not expecting to get back from this.

I'm leaving now. Should
I pick you up on the way?

Actually, you know what? I'm closer.

I'll meet you there.

Is everything OK?

Queensway and Cawthra in a hurry, man.

Hey, I've been wanting
to open this baby up.

It's time to take the
highway to the danger zone.

- Wait, what?
- Yeah, we should take

the side streets.

The highway's probably a mess right now.

OK, let's take side
streets to the danger zone.

I'm sorry, what's happening?

Oh, don't worry about
it, boss. Just buckle up.

It's about to get a little bumpy.

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo!

Ooh, a little snug there.

Pull over! Uh, let
me show you the trunk space!

Nice.

Whoo. Man, oh, man, I think
I might have to buy this car.

Great!

Why don't we head back and
get the paperwork started?

Thanks for the lift.

You don't need me to stick around?

- No.
- I'd really like

to go back now.

Michelle and Dev are right behind us.

OK. Hey, be careful.

Hey, so maybe we could talk
about a bit of a discount.

I'm a little bit concerned
about some of the wear and tear

on this vehicle.

- What are you doing here?
- Trying to keep you

from making a huge mistake.

Stop interfering in my life.

You mean your death?

That's what this is about, isn't it?

You don't know what
you're talking about.

Your son loves comic books.

That's why you created Nightfall for him

because you want him to
remember you as a hero.

Here's your ambush, just like you wanted.

Hey, man. How you doing?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Texas.

There's no other way for me.

Dying like this does
not make you a hero.

I'm dead no matter what.

Hey, look. I just lost
a close friend of mine,

and my biggest regret is not
being with her near the end.

You do not want Dustin to grow
up with that kind of regret.

You know it's not too late, Tim.

You can go home, and you
can be with your son.

Think about it.

I was hoping I'd get
another crack at you.

I'm going to enjoy this.

Let's go. Come on.

Move it.

Just deal, man.

Hey.

Hey, hey. Hey, hey, wait a minute.

You're working with this clown?

That's entrapment.

Yeah.

Why don't you tell that to the cops

when they bust you guys?

I just want my laptop back. OK?

Well, I wish we could
help you with that, Albert,

but I don't have it.

It's in an evidence locker.

This is not the plan that we agreed to.

Well, this is what's happening, so.

What happens next?

You're gonna kill us like you killed Hawn?

This whole mess was your doing.

If I go down, you go down harder.

The beatings, the dead
woman, you didn't ask for that.

It was just supposed
to be a few robberies,

but it got out of hand.

Enough! End this or I will.

What? You don't give me
orders, you work for me.

All I ever do is clean up your messes.

I've still got
a trick up my sleeve.

Do it.

- IIB! Drop your weapons!
- Weapons down!

- Weapons down!
- Lights out!

Let me see your hands!

- Go! Go!
- All right, all right.

Ballistics' gonna match this gun

with the one used to kill Hawn?

I'll take that as a yes.

You OK?

Yeah. The bullet just grazed your arm.

You're gonna be fine.

You know we had a team-up.

We had a what?

Thank you for the save.

Yeah, no problem.

And thanks for what you said
earlier. You were right.

Klein's gonna be happy to be
off the hook with, uh, Price.

Yeah, Jacoby's going down for everything.

Excuse me.
- Yeah.

Hey, you.
- Hey.

How'd it go?

Well, I just had an in-depth interview

with a superhero who helped
bring down a major crime ring.

So, pretty well.

- Oh. Lucky. Lucky.
- Thank you.

You get everything you need?

Absolutely. He was very
forthcoming and very sweet.

And had a lot of nice
things to say about you.

- About me?
- Yeah.

- You sure?
- Mm, I think so.

What'd he say?

You'll have to wait for the article.

All right, I will.

Listen, you, you mentioned dinner.

Is that still an option?

Yeah.

Great. I'm buying.

And, again, thank you, Toby.

Thank you.
- OK.

OK. No problem.

Captain Nightfall!

Captain Nightfall!
- Take it easy.

Can I ask
you a few questions?

Why did you do this?

I'm not going to be taking
any questions, if that's OK.

But I, um, I do have

an announcement to make.
- It's way past

your bedtime, mister.

- I've come to realize that-
- Can I just see this?

I don't have to wear

this costume or-
- OK.

Fight crime to make a difference.

So that's why I've officially decided

to retire from the hero game.

I want to spend more time with my son.

It's Dad!

Oh, my god. Tim?

Dustin, son, if you're
watching this right now,

I love you, pal.

Now get to bed. It's late.

Thank you.

So, Jacoby gave us everything.

He used his firm's resources
to find suitable targets.

The plan was to sit on the stolen intel

until he had a whole bunch of victims.

So he could drain their
accounts all in one shot.

Yeah, I did the math. It
was close to 50 million.

Phew. That's not a bad
little retirement nest egg.

Yeah, he swears he
tried to pull the plug

when things turned violent.

Hawn refused to listen.

And that was the night
that Tara Simms was killed.

Yeah, after that, I guess
Jacoby was in too deep.

I hate to admit it, but
Nightfall did us a favor

by trashing Jacoby's office.

I know. That's why I'm
not pursuing his arrest.

Well, that and his promise to
hang up his costume for good.

'Kay.

Here you go.

It's decaf. Sorry.

Yeah. No, that's fine.

Julia's been taking
my new diet restrictions

pretty seriously.

Thank you.

So, you're home now. Must feel good.

Yeah, yeah, it does.

I mean, it's just on a trial basis, but...

It was my idea, actually.

I thought it made sense for
Tim to be closer to Dustin

under the circumstances.

Right. So, I guess, uh, you know.

Yeah.

No more secrets, right?

Right.

I mean, that's how all these problems

got started in the first place.

I was too embarrassed to admit

that I started drinking again,

and everything just kind
of spiraled from there.

That's actually kind
of why I'm here. Um.

I've got a friend who's
a nurse at St. Luke's

and she would love for you to
come in for a few more tests.

Don't be stubborn.

Listen to him.

Yeah, she thinks that with
a proper course of treatment

maybe they can buy you a little more time,

as much as a year.

And every second counts.

Yeah, it sure does.

Hey, listen.

When we were at the warehouse, I mean,

how did you know I was gonna make a move?

Trade secret.

He's a pretty good drawer.

You teach him that?

Hey, buddy.

That is awesome. Let me guess:

is that Captain Nightfall?

It's my dad.