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Hey, Ashley.

Hey, Uncle Jack.

Everything okay?

Uh...

Yeah.

I mean,
it would be but...

My mom dropped me off at the movies before she went to work

and my dad was supposed to pick me up,
but he didn't.

So, then,
I tried to take the bus but I don't have my bus pass

and, of course,
neither one of them are answering their phones.

All right, I'm on my way.

So how was the movie?
Was it good?

It was okay.

Just okay?

Mmm-hmm.

What was it about?

Zombies.

By the way,

sorry for interrupting
your work.

You don't have to apologize.

I got you that phone so you can call me if you ever need me.

I'm glad you called.

Pass the pen?

Let's do it!
Yeah.

All right. It's a good foundation,
I'm gonna build on it.

You ready?
- Yes.

Pow.
Mmm-hmm.

What...
Yeah.

...with the legs,
arms, eyes...

What's that?
That's a smile.

That's pretty good.

Yeah, I don't know if you're
gonna be able to match that.

Let's see what you got.

- What's that?
- A wing.

"A wing."

Butterfly wing.

Finish it off, Picasso.

I'm gonna give it to you,
that's pretty good. Mmm-hmm.

I don't know,
can you improve on perfection?

I mean, I don't know.
Yeah, I mean...

We could do one more thing though.
What?

- How about that? Boom!
- Pow!

Finishing touch.
Mmm-hmm.

You know,
the best thing about your dad being such a screw-up,

is I get to spend time
with my favorite niece.

He's such an asshole.
Ashley.

Where is he anyway?

He's not so bad.

Hey, Ash, what's up?

Nothing much. I just
wanted to call to thank you.

What for?

Whatever you said
to my parents the other night.

Whatever you said, I mean,
it really worked.

I know they were just kissing
my butt,

but my dad bought me
this really awesome bike,

that I've begging for,
for, like, 15 years.

Then they took me
to Stephano's

for a make-up dinner of course,
and believe it or not,

I finally ordered
the garlic chicken dish thing.

Uh, garlic chicken dish thing?

Yeah, I mean,
every time we go,

you try to convince me
to get it,

so I decided to get it
in your honor.

Delicious,
but really garlicky.

Anyway, uh,
I know I was cursing about him the other night,

so I just wanted
to let you know I think

he's maybe doing
pretty good now.

Oh.

Look, I'm sorry,

I'm staring at a pile of paper I've gotta get through for my next shift.

What were you trying to say?

It's okay. Work if you have
to work.

We'll talk about things later.
All right.

Bye, Uncle Jack.
Bye.

Hey, Ash.

Hello?
Hello. Uncle Jack?

Hello? Where are you?
Ashley?

Can you hear me or not?
Yeah.

Someone's here...
Ashley?

Hey, you've reached Ashley.

Please leave a message.

Hey, Ashley.

Uh, are you okay?

Call me back.

Hello? Anybody home?

Ashley?

Garret!

Garret, come on.
Garret. Garret.

Garret, no. God.

Oh, God.

It's all right, okay?

God!

Oh, God. Garret,
what did you do?

What did you do?
What did you do?

Ashley. Ashley.

Ashley.

Jack? Jack?

Jack, I got here
as fast as I could.

Jack.

I'm so sorry, Jack.

I'm so sorry, Jack.

The last time
I spoke to Ashley,

she was trying to talk to me
about her dad,

my brother...

And knowing all of this,

me not seeing he was capable,

I might as well have done it.

No. No, Jack.

No, this is not on you.

It's not.

Five or six times a day,
people been saying they gonna pray for me.

I pray.

I pray to undo it.

Amen.

I pray that God would give me a second chance, Bobby.

Tell me this ain't true, man.

Tell me this isn't happening.

Some... Somehow...

Jack, I... I just think somehow,
you're gonna get through this.

But you cannot blame yourself.

People with your brother's
kind of illness,

they hide those sorts
of things, Jack.

Hi, I'm Ashley,
and I'm the birthday queen.

And at the smoker, we have

my dear old Uncle Jack
probably making sure

Bobby-O doesn't overcook
his famous pulled pork.

Come on. Come on.
That's gonna be so tender,

when you touch it,
it's just gonna go...

Okay, sure.

And at the bar,
my mom and my...

What are you guys doing? Hey!
Hi!

Hi, baby. Love you.

I love you guys, too.

And over here,
we have Mr. Wilco.

Hi, buddy. Oh! Hi.
The most beautiful dog in the world.

Yeah.

Hey, sweetheart.
- Hi.

Little daughter, now you're older!
- Yeah.

Yes, yes, yes.
We love you, girl.

Thank you.
Happy birthday.

Thank you so much.
My girls.

Yay!
Now you got a mustache.

Whoo-hoo!

Happy birthday, me.

We're sorry,

you have reached a number that has been
disconnected or is no longer in service.

If you feel you have reached
this recording in error,

please check the number
and try your call again.

Hey.

Can you look something up
for me?

Hey, Bobby.

Hey, Jack.
What are you doing here?

My niece's cell.
Apparently it was tagged and photographed,

but somehow it's not in the property room.
You know where it is?

It should have been
left at the scene

for the fingerprint tech
to bag it

and bring it in here
with everything else.

But I don't know
if the bozo did it.

Hello?

Hello?
Hello?

Hey.

Hello?

Who is this?

Who do you think it is?

Hello?

Okay, um,

I don't know if our lines
are crossed or what,

but hope you just didn't die.

All right, bye.

Hey.
Hey.

How you doing, brother?

I'm all right.
Uh, come on in.

I'm sorry for just dropping by like this, but...

It's all good.
Well,

you know, Alice remembers
you liking her lasagna,

so she heard I was coming by,
she went straight in that kitchen and...

Thank you.

By the way,
Miles wanted me to let you know

Cooper had absolutely nothing
to do with making the card.

That supposed to be me?
I guess.

Thank him for me.
Okay.

Hey, you finding
what you looking for?

I feel like I'm going crazy
here, man.

Jack, you're going through the hardest thing in the world.

You're allowed
to feel crazy.

Right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess.

Yeah, thanks
for the reassurance, man.

Thanks for coming by.

Actually, I...

I didn't come
to reassure you

or bring lasagna.

I have something to lay on you,
it's a little bit heavy.

Your brother's case,
bottom line,

we have to rule you
out for it.

IA noticed
I haven't been doing that.

So, before you go talk to them, Jack,
is there anything...

Anything...

That you wanna tell me?

So, first things first. We have it here,
you stated before your shift,

the night of the murders,
you were home alone. Is that right?

Yes.
Okay.

You told Detective Owens your brother recently acted a little erratic,

but you didn't see it
as a big deal.

Well, he forgot an obligation
with my niece,

which wasn't really erratic,
it was typical.

So, I gave him an earful
and let it go.

Your sister-in-law...

Did you find her attractive?

You two ever flirt?

I mean, by all accounts,
you played hero for your niece a lot.

So, one could imagine that might have worn on your brother some.

Then again, maybe if there was some,
you know, incident with the wife...

That's a kind of thing
that could set a guy off.

Okay, let me be blunt.
Please.

I'm imagining a scenario
like this...

Your niece
calls you up crying.

And her dad's drunk,
and yelling,

and throwing lamps,
and you're pissed.

He's misbehaving
right after you

already gave him
an earful, right?

So you fly over there hot,
confront him...

And so,
I shoot my own brother, right?

Okay, yeah, yeah.
You know what?

You got me, I did it.

I killed 'em all.

Even the dog.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello. Hello? Uncle Jack,
is anyone there?

Yeah.

So, when I called you before,
did you hear me at all?

Did you not see
that I called you?

Uncle Jack, are you ignoring
me or what?

Where are you calling from?

Where am I calling from?

Yeah.

Um, okay, I'm at my house,
in my bedroom.

In Los Angeles, California.

Uncle Jack, I don't know
what's going on,

but if you don't wanna talk
right now...

No! No, no, no, no.
Let's talk, yeah.

We should talk. Uh,
what do you wanna talk about?

I mean, I guess I just wanted
to say thank you, really.

My dad said you gave him quite a speech
about not picking me up the other night.

Whatever you said,
it really snapped him into shape.

I know they were just kissing
my butt,

but my dad bought me
this new bike

I've begging for,
for, like, 15 years.

Then they took me
to Stephano's,

for a make-up dinner,
of course, and believe it or not,

I finally ordered
the garlic chicken dish thing.

And you weren't wrong,
it was delicious.

But a lot of garlic
though, right?

Yeah, super-garlicky.

Actually, after dinner
we ended up hanging out,

breathing garlic on each other
until like 1:00 a.m.

while we were listening
to some old stuff

from my dad's
record collection.

By the way, have you ever
heard of a band called...

Ash?
Yeah.

At Stephano's...
Mmm-hmm.

...the other night after dinner,
I bet you had

a hot fudge sundae with two cherries on top.
Am I right?

Uh...

What? How did you know that?

Did you just turn psychic
or something?

What is it?
Do you have a crystal ball?

Look into his eyes...

He's got ESP.

Jack Radcliff,
fortune-teller detective,

solving cases
that no one else can.

Super cop.
Seer of hot fudge sundaes.

Ash, you said
you were at home, right?

Yeah.

Your mom and dad,
they home with you right now?

Mmm, no. My mom's at work,
and my dad went out

to go watch some game
or something, I don't know.

Hey, Ash...

Mmm-hmm?

I'm about to ask you something that's gonna make absolutely no sense,

but do me a favor,
I don't want you to...

I don't want you
to ask me why, just...

I just want you to trust me.

Okay?

Can you do that for me?

I, I mean, I guess so.

In your dad's shed out back,

last time I looked,
there was some spray paint on his workbench.

I want you to go in there,
grab it,

and, uh...

I want you to spray something
on the doors of the shed.

Like what?

Paint a big red "X."

A big red "X"?

A big,

fat, red "X." Okay?

Okay, I'll call you back when it's done.

No, wait. You don't have
to get off. Ashley?

Hey, you're never gonna... Ashley,
hang on, hang on.

There's something I need to ask.
Okay.

For some reason my phone's acting up,
not showing the date.

Can you look at your phone
and tell me what it is?

Okay. All right,
so it's, uh...

June 25th.

You said it's June 25th today?

Yes, but listen, I did
what your weird butt asked,

but unbelievably,
while I was in here doing the deed,

my dad pulled in the driveway in some weird white car,
and now I'm trapped.

What do you mean
"a weird white car"?

Just some weird white car
pulled up in the driveway,

so I freaked out
and pulled the doors closed.

Pulled the door? Okay.

Is your dad driving it? No.
He's in the passenger side.

You recognize the driver?

No... No, I can't really see.

Ashley, if you can, I want you
to carefully peek out and see

if you can read
the license plate.

Or get a good look at the guy
behind the wheel.

Can you do that?

Ashley, where'd you go?

Hang on, I'm looking.

So, unfortunately, no.
I can't see the plates.

It's the way
the car's parked.

What kind of car is it?

It looks old.
I'm not quite sure what it is.

It's a sports car.
It's a sports car with

big lights like frog eyes.

Ashley, I need you
to be very, very specific.

Look closely.

Maybe you can see an emblem
or something?

Yeah, there was. A tiny one,

but the car just drove away.

With or without your dad?
With him.

That's good. You can come out.

Yeah, I know. I'm already out.

Okay, so confess.

Why in the world
did you just have me do that?

Hello?

Ashley, I need you to think.

Think about what?

Like, has anything unusual
been going on?

Like the thing
with the white car.

New people, conversation you
overheard that seems strange.

Maybe something that had to do
with your mom?

Maybe they had
a big fight recently,

or maybe you noticed your dad seemed to stop taking his medications.

I don't understand.
Why are you even asking me?

The truth is,
all this is about a case.

But it's not an ordinary case.
It's a case to do with your dad.

A case? What kind of case?

It could be he's gotten
into some of the same stuff

that got him in trouble
when you were little,

and if that's true,
we've got to protect him.

You're saying he's doing it again?
He's dealing drugs again?

It's possible, yes.

Well, I mean,

if he's off his medications,
he really doesn't seem like it.

He seems good,
and to answer your other question,

him and my mom
haven't been fighting at all,

at least from what I've seen.

They've actually been very sweet and cuddly with each other lately.

They seem really good.

And if I really think about it,
especially my dad.

He's been in a good mood,
and he's been getting back into his music.

Actually, he's been writing this really beautiful new song.

I don't think it's gonna be a hit or anything,
but it's really pretty.

I guess I'm saying,
I just think he's doing good when he's playing his music.

Usually, if he's depressed or off his meds,
he just kinda quits.

Hey, Ash.
Mmm-hmm?

Have you ever heard the name
Georgie before?

I don't think so.

Why? Who's Georgie?

I don't know.

You going somewhere?

Oh, yeah.
Uh, just back to my room.

Why?

Which part
of your room exactly?

I'm over by my window.

Hello?

Hey, Ash.
Yeah?

Did you just get
your room repainted?

Sorry... How in the heck
do you know that?

Uncle Jack!
How do you know that?

'Cause I was looking at your dad's credit report,
'cause of the case.

I saw a receipt for paint.

Right, okay.

I mean, yeah, he repainted it
a few days ago,

I guess as part of kissing my butt for screwing up the other night.

He did
the whole thing himself.

Which was nice,
but slightly annoying because you know how painters paint,

and they do a sloppy job,
and they accidently seal up the cracks?

Uh-huh. Well, that's what happened,
and now my window's stuck.

Your window's stuck?
Yeah, it's totally sealed shut.

I don't think I can open it
without a crowbar.

But what are we doing
talking about my window?

Ugh! It's too bad I don't know
his email password

so I could check and see
if there's a Georgie.

Or, you know what,
one thing I could maybe do,

I could google the bug-eyed car and try to figure out what kind it is,

or, I mean, if it comes back,

I can go outside and see
if there's plates on the rear.

But, of course, who knows
if that'll ever happen.

Uh-oh! Crap!
Okay, uh, I think I gotta go.

Is that Wilco?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's Wilco.

He says hello but, Uncle Jack,
I think my dad is just walking in the door

and I got red paint
all over my hands,

so I gotta wash up
before he comes in.

But you know what,
I'll try to figure out who Georgie is

and I'll call you back, okay?

Love you, Uncle Jack. Bye.
Wait!

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Jack.

I heard you were in the office.
What are you doing here?

My leave days are up,
so I figured what's the difference.

"2 days to live."
What's that?

Uh, just reconstructing
the timeline.

What happened before what,
and when.

That a problem, sir?

Let's go to my office.

Close the door
behind you, Jack.

Oh, did I show you?

We just got into the playoffs.

Bobby's boy Cooper pitched
for a save to get us there.

That's great.
Yeah, it is.

So, what's going on?

Are you not satisfied
with the way

your partner's been handling
your family's case?

Well, something
a little strange happened.

I got a couple of calls from what appeared to be my niece's cell.

I guess I've just been looking
for an explanation.

That's why you went over there
and collected her phone?

You hear that from Bobby?

Take a seat.

Something I need
to make clear to you.

The fact that Bobby didn't walk into my office straightaway,

that he waited until you had tampered with the state's evidence

before he said anything,
was not very smart.

You should have come to me,
Jack. Talked it over.

Respectfully, sir,
if I had run it by you,

you'd have told me I had PTSD and
recommended I check in for treatment.

Look,

I believe if you want to go
see a psychologist,

it's up to you to make that decision,
but since you haven't,

I feel I need to say
some things to you,

and not just as your boss.

One thing I know to be true,

you have to move forward.

You have to believe that there's a spot out there for you

where things
are gonna be better.

Yes, sir.

I hear you, I really do,
um... Do you?

Because I sense a "but."

On your wall,
you pinned up a note,

"Talk to them about Georgie."

You wanna tell me
what that's about?

It was a message
my brother wrote to himself.

I found it in his house.

Does it mean something to you?

Who is he?

There's a bunch of random narcotics cases this guy was associated with.

Given your brother's history,

it wouldn't surprise me if he'd had some dealings with him.

Unfortunately the only piece of actual evidence we got on him

is literally right here.

We've heard his name
for years,

but nobody's actually
ever seen him,

except for one
deceased witness

who helped us
get this drawing.

You're telling me
it's a dead end?

No, I'm telling you
this guy is a white whale.

You ask me?

Take everything
off your wall.

Take whatever remaining days you have left.
Cash in your sick days, too.

Thank you, sir.
I think you're 100 % correct.

Cash in my days,

everything comes off the wall.

I want you to look at this.

Okay.
Look carefully.

Now, what is this?
Why are you showing me this?

My brother, he preferred vodka
drenched in OJ.

He liked his drinks sweet
and mixed.

Look at the bottle on the bed.

Bourbon.
Bourbon.

Now, okay,
maybe he was desperate

and there was nothing else
in the house, right?

Wrong. Next picture.

Vodka.

So all the evidence is clear.

My brother was a bipolar,
gun-owning,

pill-popping lunatic.

Very dramatic,
almost spilled all over the bed like he was going crazy.

Come on, man.
That was staged.

I gotta take this.
Sorry, man.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Hey, Ashley.

Hey, so you know the name
you gave me, Georgie?

When my dad wasn't looking,
I think I found something in his old day planner.

Found what? His last name?

No, I couldn't find
his last name

but I think
I found his address.

That's incredible.

Okay, give it to me.

I will in just a minute.

What... What does that mean,
in just a minute?

Well, Wilco and I are actually on your street about 10 seconds away.

Ashley, no, you can't.

I can't? Why not?

I'm not home right now.
Well, that's kind of funny,

because all your lights
are on,

and it looks like
if I were to ring your door...

No! No, Ashley, I need you
to turn around and go.

Okay?

Okay, I heard you,
but why does it sound like the sky is about to fall?

I know it's confusing. The thing is,
your dad is in such deep trouble right now

that there may be people
watching my house.

In fact,
while this is happening,

if we see each other
in person,

we should probably pretend
like none of this is going on.

Okay? You still there?

Ashley?
Yeah, I'm here.

Tell me you're turning around
and going.

Uh... Yeah, we're going now.
Look, let's say this.

Tell me the address,
I'm gonna go check it out and then let's talk after.

Sure.
Good. Good, good, good.

Okay, so it's 1696
South Cochran Avenue.

Shit.

Property...

Jacky.

Hey, what the hell happened to you?
Property room.

Property room.

Property room? What are you
talking about?

Jack, right now we've gotta get you to a hospital.

No... No time.

Jack, come on, no time?
What do you mean there's no time?

I gotta...

I gotta save her.

Jacky?

Jacky.

Where you going... Jacky?

Hey.

What is it
you need him to pull?

Just get me in there,
it's important.

It's on me. Let us in.

Okay.

Call an EMT and keep everybody
outta here.

Jack, hey. Hey.

Jack?

Jack?

Hey, Jack.

Down here, Jacky.

Okay, so what are we doing?

Jack, hey.

What are you looking for?

This was delivered
on a Monday.

Today is...

This is
Tuesday morning, right?

Yeah, it's
Tuesday morning, Jack.

That means it's Tuesday morning for her, too.

For her, who?

I gotta get this.
I gotta get it.

Hello?
Ash.

Come on!

The hell you got your guns out for?
What was that?

Just stay back.
Was that for me?

Hello? Uncle Jack? Hello?

I've got no choice.

Uncle Jack, you...

You have no choice about what?

As soon as we get off...

I'm gonna need you
to call 911.

Say... Say you want your dad
locked up.

Wait. Why would we want him locked up?
Tell them about the drugs.

What drugs?

They're in a box
under his bed.

Okay. Okay, but what is this?
What the hell is going on?

Someone's coming
to kill your dad.

Who's coming to kill my dad?
Seriously? Uncle Jack?

Write this down...

Okay.
- 2-1-3...

2-1-3...
5-5...

2-8...
2-8-0.

Yes, I wrote it down,
but whose number is this?

It's Bobby's number.

You call him if you need it.

Uncle Jack, what's all that noise?
- Over here!

Officer down.

Uncle Jack!

Hello?

Uncle Jack!

Jack, we're gonna find out
who did this to you.

Jack.

Jack, come on, man,
stay with me.

Jack!

Jack! Jack!

Uncle Jack?

Uncle Jack!

Hey, Ash, what's up?

Uh... What?

Hello!

I don't understand.

What do you mean
you don't understand?

Why are you looking
at me crazy?

Is this a joke?
No, it's not a joke!

Why would any
of this be a joke?

Come in, come in...
No!

Stop. Explain what's going on.
Explain what?

What? Yeah, "what."

The red "X,"
the "send him to jail."

What aren't you saying anything?
Say something!

What is going on?

Ashley, come inside.
No. Bye.

Hey! Hold on.
Ashley, hold up.

Leave me alone.

♪ Girl

♪ I'll save you

♪ You save me

♪ I'll save...

Okay.

♪ I'll save you

♪ You save me ♪

Hey there, butterbean.
Hey, baby.

Come on in.

Got something in the bag
right there for you.

Check it out. Check it out.
Check it out.

I may have gone
to a record store,

and I might have seen something that you might like.

See, that's
their second album.

I mean, it may not be
as good as the first one,

but I think it's pretty cool.

"Thank you, Dad.
That's so amazing." Thank you, baby.

I was playing Mom
a new song I wrote.

Want to come in and sit down with us and help us write some lyrics?

You want to sit down
and talk?

911. What's the location
of your emergency?

Hello?

Hello?

Hi.

Yeah.

Hi.

I think...
I think I need the police.

Uncle Jack, can you hear me
or not?

Hello?

Anybody home?

Oh, God. Garret,
what did you do?

Ashley.

Hey, Jack.

Where did you go?

What is it?

You're not having a stroke,
are you?

Fuck.

My family.

Jack!

What is it?
What is it? What is it?

Oh, no.

They died on a Tuesday
instead of a Wednesday.

Jack,
what is wrong with you, huh?

Baseball mitt.
What's that about?

Next stop is Little League.

Howard got pissed because Cooper forgot his lucky glove.

You gonna drop me off, right?

Jack!

Jack.

Jack.

You want to tell me why in the hell we have our guns out?

What day is it today?

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday...
What day of the week is it?

Tuesday!
Tuesday... Shit!

Tell me what's going on.
What time is it?

Do you even know
what's going on?

The glass on her phone.

When she died before,
it was cracked.

"When she died before"?

Now the newspaper says they died on
a Tuesday instead of a Wednesday.

The newspaper says they died on a Tuesday instead of a Wednesday?

Yeah.
The newspaper

changed the date
of their deaths?

Boy, I hate to say it,
but you sound insane, J.

Bobby...

We gotta go. We gotta go.
We gotta go. We gotta go.

Hey.

Did someone call 911 and report Garret for possession?

Yeah. But it was a dud.

How is it
you don't remember that?

Actually...

Actually, I do.

I do remember.

Jack, what is wrong with you, huh?
- The pills...

There were no pills on the bed.
- "Pills on the bed"?

And her bike was out back.

Her backpack.

How'd her backpack get wet?

That's a good question, Jack.

But what I wanna know is why you're asking all these questions

right here, right now,
just all of a sudden.

I'm just saying...

This is a nightmare.
Just having a nightmare.

I just want to talk.
You know what I'm saying?

Wait! Wait!

No...

Please, please.

Ashley.
Hey.

Hey, Uncle Jack.
There's a lot I need to tell you.

And I know the last time
we talked was super-weird.

But, I didn't know
who else to call,

so I called 911,
like you said.

But then my dad just left,
so I followed him.

And now,
my dad's getting beat up.

It looks like
they're hurting him...

Okay, just wait.
Wait, wait, wait.

Ashley, just tell...

Just tell me exactly
where you are.

Um, I'm on West Armour
and the corner of First.

Okay. Get the hell
out of there.

But whatever you do,
do not go home.

Uncle Jack, there's people here.
There's a car.

Hello?
What people? What car?

The white one?
There's... Hello?

Ashley!

Shit.

Q...

This is Bobby-O.
Leave me a message.

Bobby, it's Jack.

I need a report on a car
as soon as possible.

It's a Porsche 911,
California plates,

2-S-A-Q-3-2-1.

Call me back.

Hey!

No.

No.

Ashley.
Uncle Jack, thank God.

You okay?
I am. But, no, not really.

Right after my phone died,

one of the guys beating my dad up came after me and chased me.

Okay. Where are you?

I'm at the diner where
we had dinner the other night.

I had to recharge my phone,
and this seemed like

it was the safest place to be.

Okay. Hang on!

I'm a minute away.
I'll be right over there.

Before I get there,
we need to focus.

The guys who beat up your dad,

was there anything else
you saw?

What about their cars?

Yeah...

I thought about that, too.
There was a hat, a yellow one...

I had their license plates
written down

on a napkin.
That's great!

That's great.

But it was in my backpack and I lost my
backpack while I was running away.

Wait, wait. You just say
you lost your backpack?

Yeah. Why?

Ashley, you have any idea why your backpack would be wet?

How do you know that?

I'll tell you
right after you answer.

Okay? I promise. Just tell me.

Okay. This man came running after me,
and I fell in the river.

Everything falls in the river.
My backpack, my bike...

And I didn't have time

to get my backpack.
I didn't have time.

So, I just... I ran.

And I lost my backpack.

And then I called you.

Ash...

Ash, I know I've asked you
to do a lot of weird stuff,

I know you want me to stop.

But I do have one more thing
like that to ask.

And then that's it.
Everything will start making sense.

Hello? What's happening?

By the register.

Know where there's
a bunch of bubblegum in a jar?

Yeah.

Okay. I want you to grab
a handful.

All different colors...

And then tell me
when that's done.

Uncle Jack,
are you here somewhere?

The answer to all your questions is in that jar of bubblegum.

Just reach in there
and then go to our booth.

The one we always sit in.

Okay.

Okay.

You with me, Ash?

Yeah. Okay.

Now what?

Okay. So...

Here's what we gonna do.

I want you to pick
a piece of gum,

any color...

Okay? Now, start chewing it.

Okay.

Now, when it's good and goopy,

I want you to stick it
under the table,

real good,
so it won't fall off.

All right. It's done.

Red gum.

You were chewing red gum.

I don't understand.
How did you know?

How do I know things
I shouldn't?

Why did I get you to paint
the red "X"?

What are we doing sticking things under the table?

The fact is,
believe it or not,

I'm sitting right here,

holding a dried up,
chewed up piece of red gum

you just stuck
under the table.

But for me,
it's two weeks old.

I'm telling you,
I'm sitting in the booth you're sitting at two weeks...

Two weeks in the future.

Ash, where'd you go?

Just a second.

Ash?
Just a second.

Okay, look again and tell me
what you see.

You put a red question mark
written in crayon there

with a yellow piece
of bubblegum.

Ashley...

I know your backpack
was wet because

somehow it ended up...

In your future,
the one I'm in right now, it ended up

at a crime scene we've been
investigating, soaked.

A crime that in your time
hasn't yet happened.

I'm telling you,
unless you do something about it,

it's not just your dad
who's gonna die.

Your mom's gonna die.

And so are you.

Which you know because

you're my time-travelling uncle from the future?

Yeah.

If that's true...

How do we die?

Ashley, that's not important.

How is it not important?

Because it's not gonna happen.

Because you're going to save yourself.
How do I die?

You're going to erase all this.
Tell me right now!

No!

You're not gonna die.
I'm not gonna let that happen.

You're gonna get on a bus,
or a train.

Or ride your bike and sleep on a beach if you have to.

You are gonna live.

What does it look like
when I die and who did it?

We don't know that yet.
We don't know that yet.

Okay, just tell me
what you know.

Just tell me what you know.

And I promise...
I promise I'll go like you said I should.

Please. I can handle it.

Okay.

Your bedroom door
was kicked in, and you...

And you died
right on your bed.

It looked like maybe you tried to force open your window to get away,

but your new paint
made it stick.

My new paint made it stick.

Yeah, but as long as you're alive,
you can change this.

Whatever you do,
don't forget that.

I want you to take that thought wherever you go,
from here on in.

This chewed up piece of gum,
you can un-chew it.

You can change things, okay?

You're... You're here?

Right here?

Tell me you understand
and you're about to go.

Yeah, okay.

I'll go.

I'll do it.

Hey!

I know you can't just let me in there,
but I got to get in there.

So, if I pull my gun while the cameras are recording,
and point it at you,

would you comply?

I mean, I don't want to die.

Oh, no.

Somebody call an ambulance.
No, no. Please.

Don't. I'm fine, okay?
I've stopped the bleeding.

Nobody needs to call an ambulance.
Holy shit!

What happened to you?

Detective?

You know what, everybody just
back the hell out of here.

You heard the man,
get out. Get out!

All right.

Circle of trust.
Let's hear it.

My niece's backpack
is here in evidence.

It was found on the scene.

But I know for a fact,

that she lost it
the day that she was killed.

Wait, wait, wait.
How in the world would you know that?

Jack?
I can't say.

All right, well,
what are you suggesting?

The backpack, that somebody
planted it on the scene?

What reason in the world
would a perp have to do that?

I don't know, okay?

I don't...

I don't know.
- I think I might.

The plates you had me call in,
the owner of that vehicle,

is he the guy who did this to you?
All I know

is that car was parked
in the lot of a building.

I went inside, and some guy
comes out guns blazing...

Building where?

And why
were you entering it?

You know what, Jack?
Forget it.

Don't even bother
to answer that.

Your homeboy's finished.

You grab his badge, his gun,
his keys, and you escort him home.

Shit.

The plates he had me call in
belonged to Lee.

Sergeant Roger Lee

of Internal Affairs.

What?

Roger Lee?

The prick who interviewed me
a couple of days ago?

It means that maybe Lee
is Georgie.

I mean, if that's true,

then we have got to go
and brief Eves.

I'll set it up, 'cause he's
gonna wanna hear Jack's story

straight from
the horse's mouth.

Let's all reconvene on the parking lot in just one minute.

Wait, wait.

Who's Eves?

Meet us outside.

Hey, you've reached Garret.
Leave a message.

Hi, Dad.
Can you call me back as soon as you get this, please?

As soon as you can.
It's important.

Hey, what's up, it's Susan.

I can't answer
the phone right now.

Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.

Thanks. Bye.

So, this Georgie
you've been chasing,

we've both been telling
half-truths

because we're under strict
orders to keep it quiet.

By whom?
IA and the DA.

Georgie is a group created
by a bunch of dirty cops.

That sketch I showed you,

it's a fictitious character,
it doesn't exist.

So, he can never be caught.

It was driving us crazy
for years until Eves,

who was running
IA's case on this,

he told us we're chasing
our own tails.

The point is, you seem to have
uncovered the fact

that the number two guy in command of the good guys at IA...

is in fact
one of the bad guys.

Speaking of which,
we ought to get going.

Now where exactly
are we going?

Well, unless you want to stop
off at a hospital on the way,

we've got to go
and download Eves.

You're gonna tell him how you got so tangled up in all this.

And who knows,
maybe he could help you find

whatever the hell it is
you think you're looking for.

Okay? Let's go.

Jack, come on, man.

What's up, Ash?
Hey, Bobby.

All right,
let me get this. I got this.

Thanks
for getting here so fast.

Of course,
you call me, I'm here.

So, exactly what's going on?

Like I said on the phone,

I just had a feeling it would be a good thing if you came over.

Is it your dad?
Is he drinking, is he...

Is he doing drugs again?
Is he...

You want to talk about it?

No.
No?

No.

It's just good that you came
and picked me up.

Well, you know I got you.

Do you mind
if I charge my phone?

Help yourself.

Sir?

One thing
you haven't said yet,

is how exactly my brother
was involved in all of this.

Do we know?

Well, for a few years now,
you probably know this already,

your brother reverted back to his old ways to pay the bills.

Unfortunately, it got him
caught up in a transaction

with an out-of-town associate
of Georgie's,

with no idea he was selling evidence to the brother of a cop.

Well, you can imagine.

Those beans get spilled,

tight-knit group of cops
on the make, fragile trust,

their cover blown
by the ne'er-do-well brother

of the oh-so-honest
Jack Radcliff...

People get uptight,

they start thinking they've got to shoot their way out.

So where does this lead to?

Into the Olympic Forest on the back side of Kenneth Hahn.

You ever been there before?

Yeah, but not through here.

You'll like it. Nice.

How about you text your folks and let them know that we're here?

Jack.

Bobby, do me a favor, text Eves,
tell him we're already here.

Done.

Beautiful here,
isn't it?

I could have a house
right here.

That's a black neighborhood
right there.

What? You don't think
I'll fit in?

Well, yeah, you can pass.
Just keep passing right on by, homeboy.

You know, it's amazing.
This guy is habitually late.

We wait around here anymore,
we're all gonna get skin cancer.

At least I might.

I hate late people.

Eves being
one of the worst offenders.

You know, I take it as a sign
of a man's character.

Now, once I had to wait
for that dude for 45 minutes.

And when he showed up,
I said to him...

Don't you even think
about it, Jack.

Point that fucking gun
at the ground

and put it on the hood
of the car, right now.

So, you sure
you don't want to tell me

what we're here for,
before we go inside?

Um...

Truth is,
I think my parents are in some kind of serious trouble.

I was hoping you could come in and you could talk to 'em maybe?

Make sure they're okay.

Yes, I mean, sure.

I figured you would call your Uncle Jack
to help you deal with your folks, but...

Why didn't you?

Um...

I don't know,
I guess I just don't want to this time.

Okay. I'll give it a shot.

Thanks again for doing this.

Aww!

Absolutely.

There you go.

Hey. What's up?

Hey, Bobby. What's going on, man?
All good, man.

Hey, Mom.

Ashley, baby,
why don't you come in the house

and let Daddy and Bobby talk?

No, actually,

I was hoping we could all go inside and talk,
if that's okay.

I just have a few questions I'd like to ask everybody concerned.

Like...

How in the world did your
daughter end up following you

to Armour Street today?

No, Bobby, no. Don't.

You run, you scream,
I will blow your daddy's head off his neck.

What's up, Garret?

Bobby, man, please.

"Bobby, man, please."

Let's go, boy.
- Bobby...

Go, baby. Go, go, go.
Get in there, go.

Control that dog.
Control that damn dog.

Get in the kitchen.
Wait, Bobby.

Take the dog
and get in the kitchen.

Anybody else here?
No, nobody's here, man.

Nobody's here but me.
Nobody's here.

- Come on in here.
- Come on.

Leave that dog
behind the gate. Move!

- Okay.
- Go, go.

Sit on the sofa.
We're going, Bobby. We're going.

Sit. Sit!
Okay, we are.

Now, Jack, put it
on the hood of the car!

Move. Over here.

Back the fuck up.

You figure out
why Howard is dead yet?

Because he was clean.

The backpack, Jack.

How'd you do that?

You don't have ESP.

So how did you know
that your niece lost it?

Just tell me the truth and we
can figure out what's next.

The box under the bed.

Ashley, I need to know
how you knew what was in it.

You don't have X-ray vision.

So how did you know?

Huh?

Just tell me the truth.

We can figure out what's next.

Who did you learn
about her backpack from?

Who is your witness, Jack?

You wanna know who told me
about her backpack?

You wanna know who told me
about her backpack?

It was Ashley.

Ashley told you
about the backpack?

That's right.

Ashley's the one who called
you on your phone.

That's right.

The box, Ashley.

Hey, look, why don't you sit
with us, man?

We can sit here
and we can talk about this,

calmly thinking, okay?

Okay, since you don't seem to be realizing the gravity of all of this...

No!
You stupid motherfucker!

You stupid motherfucker!

The irony of all this is I told your brother, Jack,
I begged him.

I said, "Get out of town!"

But the motherfucker thinks
he can talk his way out.

Look, look, stop, please!
Look, we can fix this, okay?

We can fix this.

You're not a killer. You're not a killer,
no more than me, okay?

You were just thinking
down the line, right?

You think about your kids
and your family.

But please, man,
we all make mistakes.

We make mistakes.
We can fix it, Bobby.

Bobby, listen to me, man.

Please! Please!

Ashley, your Uncle Bobby
tried to save you.

Tried to save you all.

I came to your daddy
and told him what was coming.

I told him to get you all
out of town.

And did he do it? No.

He stays.

Which I promise
wasn't gonna happen.

And now, they don't
just wanna kill him,

they told me it has to be me.

See what I'm made of.

How could you do this, man?

You had every chance
in the world.

Why didn't you get your family
out of harm's way?

Bobby, I'm so sorry.
Why did you do it?

I'm so sorry, man, but we can fix this, man.
We're family, right?

We're family, Bobby!

Look.

Since nobody seems to wanna
tell me the truth here,

you leave me with no choice.

I need you to turn around and get down on your knees, Jack.

I'm not giving you that.

When I tell you to get down
on the ground,

get your black ass
on the ground, Jack.

I'm not giving you that, Bobby.
I'm not giving you that.

You're gonna have to
look me in the eye, Bobby.

You know what?

No.

Bobby, no!

Daddy!

Dad!

Run, baby, run!

Run! Run, baby, run!

See, Ashley?

Your mom! I got your mama!

Run, Ashley!

No!

No, no, no!

No.
- Ashley!

Let me in!

No! No, no!

Ashley!

Ashley!

Jack!

No!

What the hell?

What do I do?

Last chance, Jack.

Your witness.

Don't you fucking answer it.

Jack!

Hey, Ashley!

Oh, my God, you answered.

Uncle Jack,
I didn't listen to you.

And I know
I should have, but...

I called Bobby. I didn't...

He killed everybody.

No! No, he didn't.

You're alive.

You're alive, right, Ashley?

Oh, God!

Uncle Jack, what was that?

Oh, God.

Uncle Jack, are you okay?

Ashley, listen to me.

The only way I can be okay

is if you save yourself.

And if you save yourself,
you'll save me.

And if you save me,
I will save you. I promise.

No, no, no!

Uncle Jack...

Uncle Jack!

Please!

Uncle Jack!

Uncle Jack...

Uncle Jack...

You remember what you said
at the funeral, Jack?

Remember what you said?

You said you prayed
to undo all of this.

So did I.

Uncle Jack!

Uncle Jack!

Hello! Uncle Jack!

No!

Please.

See what you just did
by coming here?

Now I have
to kill your uncle.

No!

Please, Uncle Jack!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Bobby!

Bobby?

Ashley, Ashley!

Jack, I'm sorry.

Bobby. Bobby!

I don't want you
to look at me.

Just look
at something beautiful.

♪ I'll save you,
I'll save you

♪ If you save me

♪ I'll save you ♪

Just look
at something beautiful.

It's okay.

You're okay.

You're okay.

You're okay.