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What are you doing here?

I just want to see how you're doing.

Never better.

Right. Now, if I come in, maybe we can talk.

I heard you've been skipping physical therapy. So?

Why do you care all of a sudden?

I've been thinking a lot over the last few months about how I handle things

between us.

And I'm ashamed.

My mama, she taught me how to be the bigger man, and I fell down.

I heard you've been trying to make amends with people, and, well...

isn't me doing a thing.

With the help of your favorite breakfast burrito from El Plato.

Hey, do we have any vegan bacon?

Oh, God, I hope not.

What? I don't think so.

I found the bacon.

Fake bacon.

Great.

You don't have to eat any if you don't want.

After work, I think we need to seriously finish unpacking. And by finish, I mean

start. Oh, well, I mean... Sorry.

I think we're making progress.

You know?

I think it takes time. It only takes as much time as you let it.

I moved constantly when I was in the army. Here's what I learned.

If it's not unpacked in 48 hours, it will never be unpacked. If art sits on

the floor longer than two days, it lives there now. We're well past that.

I'm aware.

This is killing you, isn't it? I think we should buckle down and get it done.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

It's just...

It won't feel like you fully moved in until all the boxes are gone.

Let's see.

Look, if we rush the process, we're just going to make a mistake that we'll have

to go back and fix later. So trust me, if we move slowly and carefully, then it

will be much more efficient in the long run.

Okay.

Yeah, the shelters were full, and I just needed a place to sleep. I really wasn't

hurting anyone.

Well, it is still illegal to break into a rec center, even if it's just to find

a place to sleep.

You don't understand that.

All right.

Over here for your mugshot, please.

Oh, okay.

Face the camera. Stand still.

To your right.

I didn't really break in because the door was unlocked, so it's fine, you

know. And I'm sorry. I just got really desperate.

Am I going to...

Jail? You know, you're probably going to side out in just a couple of hours.

Okie dokie. Thank you.

Is there any food?

I haven't eaten in a while.

Not normally, but I can go check the break room for you. All right. Thank

you. I appreciate that.

I'd offer you something to drink, but both glasses are dirty.

I can help with that.

No. No, no, no.

That's okay.

You don't have to do that.

It's no problem.

You know, a clean space, it really helps. Trust me.

You know, after I blew out my knee in my place, it looked like a tornado tore

through a frat house. I didn't realize how much it was contributing to my

depression until my mama came over and insisted on cleaning. That's okay.

You're not my mom. You're not my mom. I can handle that myself.

What I'm trying to say is, you know, I've been where you are.

After my injury, I couldn't see how anything mattered.

I couldn't play football against a wide body.

Professionally. You can never do it again professionally.

Right.

It's not like I had to follow that career, man. Like, I majored in physical

education. Can you please just shut up?

You hurt your knee. I lost my leg.

I'm not saying this. It's the same. Yes, you are, Miles.

You didn't go to the NFL. You lost your million-dollar contract.

But you can still run.

What happened to you is nothing like what happened to me.

I think we started off on the wrong foot.

I didn't mean anything by that.

You're right. I don't know what you're going through.

But I want to.

So how about I stop talking and I start listening?

Oh, no.

What?

Today is my wedding anniversary, and I totally spaced.

Oh, yeah, that's not great.

But Wesley must have forgot too if he didn't say anything this morning, right?

No. Wesley remembers everything about us. If Wesley remembers everything and

he did not say happy anniversary to you this morning, then that means... It

means it was a test and I failed.

Wow. What?

Nolan?

Yeah, what's up?

You arrested a guy this morning, Ezra Kane?

Well, that's the name he gave me. He didn't have any ID, though.

There was a triple homicide in Oregon three years ago. A husband and wife were

brutally murdered in their home. Their 15-year-old daughter was dragged into

the woods. They found her bloody clothes a week later, but no burial sites. All

they had was a fingerprint that didn't match anything in the system.

Until I ran Ezra Kane. Yeah.

The victims were the Poston family, Craig, Ava, and 15-year-old Samantha.

They lived on the edge of a state park outside Portland.

The working theory is the killer broke into their house in the middle of the

night, killed the father immediately, and then brutalized and executed the

mother. Samantha, most likely, was dragged out into the woods and killed

there. So what do we have in our suspect?

Literally nothing.

He says his name is Ezra Kane. That could be an alias. I caught him

trespassing at the Willoughby Rec Center in the early morning.

He said he came in to get out of the cold.

Any ID? No.

He had a little bit of cash on him.

And a bunch of credit cards under various names. Haven't run them yet. We

can assume they were stolen.

Any in the name of the murder family?

No. So how do you want to handle this?

We have a window here.

He doesn't know that we have connected him to the murders. He still thinks that

he is here on trespassing charges.

And it's in our best interest to keep him in the dark.

So you should do the interview.

Mm-hmm.

Right.

Okay. Any advice?

I mean, you read him his rights.

Yeah, but not for this. That doesn't matter. As long as he acknowledged,

didn't ask for an attorney, anything you get in your questioning, it's

admissible. The key is not to push.

Use your famous Nolan empathy to dig without seeming to dig. Okay, the second

that he suspects that you are on to the murders, he's gonna bail. Got it?

Got it.

Um... Can someone track down a sandwich give me five or ten and then bring it in

smart can do Remember go easy the more comfortable. He feels the better the

chance He slips up understood the right but not too easy because we don't want

him to feel like he's being handled with kid gloves Goldilocks yeah

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Sorry, I thought you said I was going to cite out.

Yeah, I know, but I found some credit cards when I was going through your

things, credit cards that do not belong to you. Yeah, I found them.

Not all at the same time, you know, like along the way people drop them, people

throw them out by accident. And I know, you know, it was wrong to use them. I

just, I get so hungry.

I get it.

I'm just going to need some clarity before I make a recommendation to the

DA's office. Right now, your arrest falls into the wobbler category.

Could be a misdemeanor, could be a felony. Now, I want to recommend the

former, but I can't do that unless you are straight with me.

No, I'm... I'm an open book.

Okay.

Let's get started.

Sorry, I tend to...

default towards disorganized, which is why I'm still in patrol and not a fancy

detective.

Don't get me wrong, I actually love working the streets, but every day is

unique and I meet some fascinating people.

Like me.

Yes. We'll see.

Okay. Your name is Ezra Kane, but you declined to give me a date of birth or

social security number or basically anything I could use to confirm your

identity.

If you want the DA's office to play nice, that is not going to fly.

Would you believe I don't know the first and I don't have the second?

No. Yeah. I didn't get the best start in life.

Didn't know dad.

Mom OD'd when I was like a baby.

If I had a birth certificate, she probably used it to roll the blunts.

I ricocheted through the foster system for a decade.

And at some point, somebody just picked a birthday for me.

Whatever it is, it can't be right. What was it? I think it's like January 6th of

82 or maybe 83.

Okay. And were you born in Los Angeles?

No. Were you?

You know, I don't get a California vibe.

Oh.

East Coast. Pennsylvania.

Right. That makes more sense. I'm from Idaho.

I've got to say, growing up in Idaho was pretty hard.

Hi, this is Detective Angela Lopez, Los Angeles Police Department. I need to run

an Idaho record search.

Last name, Kane, with a K. First name, Ezra.

Possible birth date of 1-6-82 or 83, but to be safe, search birth dates from 88

to 78.

Thanks. The cold helped the swelling go down when I caught a beating.

Well, I guess that's why you moved to Southern California, if not so that you

could just warm up a little bit. When was that?

I'm sorry, I thought we were talking about credit cards.

Yeah, no, listen, we're getting there.

Establishing hardship can go a long way to swaying the DA, but if you are in a

hurry, I can just recommend felony and you can wait in your cell.

No, no need to be like that.

Yeah, I'm not used to people taking an interest, and I guess

it's just not easy stuff to talk about.

Right.

Excuse me?

Ah, Jen. Thank you very much. Got you something more substantive to eat?

Great. Thank you.

Okay.

Let's get to the credit card.

Yeah?

Great. Thanks.

We have the credit card record.

Alright, only two cards have recent activity on them. One was used two

nights ago at the Hollywood Premier Motel.

That dollar amount suggests that he still has the room.

Hot damn.

It's everyone's worst nightmare.

Waking up in the middle of the night to find a psychopath in your house. Yeah,

and yet it's statistically the least likely way to get murdered by a

psychopath. I guess we both had some painful experience there.

Is there a problem?

Hi.

Have you seen this man?

Room 216.

You know, we've never really talked about what happened to you.

Not that we should have, but, you know, just with my sister's case and

everything, you've been all up in my drama, and... You know what? I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have brought it up.

Listen, it's fine. It's natural to be curious. I just have no interest in

revisiting that particular trauma, so... Gotta be.

Keep them where I can see them.

Clear.

There's nowhere for you to go. Come out.

All right, step out.

No, you need to go.

Yeah, we're not going to do that. Come out of the tub, please.

gonna come back you have to go he's going to come back you

you have to go you have to go please is your name samantha

please just samantha samantha the

man who took you he's in custody he can't hurt you anymore okay i promise

It is not fair. I came clean to everyone. I've confessed every lie,

every sin. And nobody's forgiven me for anything that I've done.

Half the people that I called, they hang up on me. My dad, my dad won't even take

my calls.

You really haven't changed at all. Excuse me? You're doing the same thing

you always have. You're not considering anyone else's experience.

You lied to everyone about almost everything, over and over again.

Now you don't get to set the bar on how people react when you finally tell them

the truth.

What you did hurt the people who cared about you. It's going to take a lot more

than an apology tool to fix that.

I suck.

I get it.

Thanks for coming over to clear that up.

I see you never. Thanks for breakfast. Get out of here.

My parents.

You have to call my parents. You have to tell them that I'm okay.

Yeah, of course.

The doctors will take good care of you.

She doesn't know they're dead.

I mean, he kept her isolated. She only knows what he told her. Well, I

shouldn't have said yes. I wasn't thinking. Hey, look, it was instinct,

all right? Try not to beat yourself up. She's in shock.

It wasn't the moment to add more trauma. It'll be fine.

You haven't eaten much, probably the sandwich.

No, no, this is great. I'm just, you know what it is, I'm a little

claustrophobic. Spent a lot of nights as a kid locked up in small spaces.

Sorry to interrupt. Can I steal you for a sec? Of course. Excuse me.

Lucy and Selena just found Samantha Poston inside Ezra's motel room.

Is she... She's alive and in no immediate medical danger.

But beyond that... Okay, so are you taking over the interview?

Not yet. There's still room for you to squeeze him before everything comes out

into the open. Go back in there and turn up the heat. Tell him we found a few

recent charges on the various cards.

Mention the motel, but not like we've gone there, or even that we will.

Let's just see what happens.

Right.

This changes the profile, doesn't it?

He kept that girl for three years.

He's not just a murderer.

No, he's worse.

Sorry about that. Yeah, everything okay?

I'm going to be straight with you, Ezra.

We ran those credit cards, and we found some recent charges, one of them being

to a motel in Thai town.

Hold on.

When was the motel booked?

Because that wasn't me.

Why would I take refuge in a rec center if I had a place to sleep?

So you're telling me if I went to this motel with your photograph, you would

not be recognized?

Absolutely not.

No.

I don't know why you would waste your time doing that. I mean, surely the LAPD

has better things to do than spend resources on a wobbler that's 100% going

to plead out.

Call my bluff.

Look, I know you've got a job to do.

I'm just a guy trying to make his way in an unfair world without hurting anyone.

Can you explain something for me?

Why didn't she leave? Yeah. I mean, I know what they taught us in the academy,

but, I mean, he left her alone for at least 12 hours.

It's the opposite of fight or flight.

You know, it's freeze and appease. You saw how scared she was of him.

That level of fear, it's her primary motivator. Maybe her only one.

Hey.

I'm sorry. I wish I could let you rest, but I need to ask you some questions

before the detectives conduct a more formal interview.

Okay? Okay.

I can't imagine how overwhelming the last hour has been, so I'm not going to

assume that you remember anything, all right?

The man who took you, we have him in custody.

Ezra Cain is the name that he is using. Is that how you know him? I'm not

supposed to talk about him. Who said that? Him?

Yeah, I get it.

Samantha, you're safe now.

You are.

Did you talk to my parents?

Are they coming?

Samantha, I'm very sorry, but your parents are deceased.

No.

No. No, what happened to them? Did he kill them? No.

No, they're alive.

He said they have to be alive. He said that... Did he say he would hurt them if

you didn't cooperate? Is that the threat he used to keep you with him?

Amen.

He made me call him Amen, the seventh spirit, Marquis of Hell,

who commands 40 legions, including

the police.

And he said that I was his soulmate.

None of that is true.

especially the police part, but it doesn't make any of that less

terrifying.

Do you remember the night that he took you?

The screams woke me up.

I thought it was the TV, so I went out into the hall just to ask my parents if

they could turn it down.

There...

There was this smell in the air, and it just made the hair on the

back of my neck stand up.

So I called out, and that's when he stepped into the hall.

I couldn't really see him, but I

just, I knew in my body.

That he was evil?

Does that sound crazy?

No.

No.

Where did he take you?

A cabin in the woods.

Or at least it used to be. I mean, I don't think anyone had lived there for

years, but... That was my home.

For the next eight months.

Do you remember why you guys moved?

Winter came.

He has this thing about being cold.

And by then, by then he knew I wasn't going to run.

Okay. I think I have what I need for now. Thank you.

I'm going to let you get some rest, okay?

He bought a car after we got to L.A.

I don't know if that matters.

No. Do you remember what kind of car it was?

It was old, four doors, black.

So he would have taken that car when he left the motel then? Yeah. Did he tell

you where he was going?

No. He just said that he may be a while and that

he would punish me if I wasn't a good girl.

Did he say something else, Samantha?

He said he was getting ready for after.

After? After what?

I thought he meant... I thought he meant after me. You felt

like he was getting ready to kill you?

Part of me was really relieved because...

Because at least it would finally be over.

Hey, Scott from the motel. Lucy called.

She interviewed Samantha. Our guy's got a car.

Make and model? Black four-door sedan.

Old. That's not particularly helpful.

Find any trophies in the room?

Uh, not yet. I'm waiting for TID to land before I started digging through Ezra's

stuff. But, you know, I did find some drawings that have me freaked out a

little. Freaked you out? That's what I gotta see.

Yeah, hold on.

Yeah, that's not okay.

Look what Tim found in Ezra's stuff.

Oh, yeah. No, that's not okay. No, but according to Lucy, it tracks.

Ezra believes he's a demon named Amon, one of the marquees of hell.

Everything okay?

Hell.

I was wrong. This is taking too long, which means you did send somebody to the

motel.

Why would you waste your time with a transient who stole a bunch of credit

cards?

Well, this started long before we found out about the motel, Ezra.

Fingerprints.

Credit where credit's due.

You've got that, aw, shucks every man cop thing down, Pat, and I bought it.

For too long, that's on me.

But I bet that there are cops way up higher on the food chain behind that

mirror that are just dying to get in here, little pigs.

Little pigs.

Get your asses in here.

I've enjoyed my time with Officer Appetizer.

I'm ready for the main course.

There they are.

You must be the prosecutor.

Wesley Evers. I'm Detective Lopez. This is Detective Harper. Is it okay if we

call you Ezra, or do you prefer Eamon?

Someone's been talking out of school.

I'm going to re-advise you of your rights, including the right to have an

attorney present.

Not necessary yet. I'll let you know. Can I have a moment?

Yeah.

What? No goodbye?

I'm going to go check out the rec center where I found him. Something isn't

adding up. Agreed. But before you go, any insight that you might have from

sitting two feet from him that might not have translated to us through the

window? Yeah. When he was talking about the cold of his childhood, that was

real. You want to get him unsettled? Crank the AC.

Love it. Thank you.

Janitor locked up just after 10 last night.

Place was empty after that.

Well, this place is huge. There's no chance anybody saw or heard anything

from the road.

All right.

This is about where I saw him. He heard me coming, and then he took off that way

through those doors.

Got it.

Car key.

Mr. Ditched it when he heard me coming.

What if?

What if he's going to ditch the key if you didn't find the car? Well, why?

I don't know. Like I said, there were no cars here when I got here this morning.

I scrubbed body cam. I scrubbed dash cam.

No black. Yeah.

Whoa. I got blood.

There were no visible cuts on Ezra when I processed him.

Right there.

Have you always known you were one of the devil's minions?

Or was that a later in life revelation?

Oh, your disbelief in my truth, it makes no difference as long as

Samantha believes that's all that matters.

Yeah, that won't last.

You don't control her anymore.

Hmm, how little you know.

I'm going to be with her until the day she dies, which was going to be today.

You know why?

It's the real reason I was trespassing this morning.

Nolan.

Found a new soulmate.

He's got another girl.

All right, Julie Reed was reported missing at 4 a.m. after she failed to

come home from a friend's house.

According to her parents, she was back and forth between the two homes all the

time, and her route took her right past the rec center.

Sounds like he's been watching her for a while, planning the perfect time and

place to make his move.

If the suspect's car was gone when Officer Nolan arrived this morning...

Ezra must have left and came back. Why would he do that?

My best guess is that he left something at the scene, most likely his makeshift

wallet. He only realized it after he left, but went backward because he knew

it would connect him to the abductor.

But with a wounded girl in the trunk, he was faced with a problem.

It would have been quicker to run back to the center and run inside.

But that would have put him at a greater risk because if Julie was conscious and

screaming her head off, it would draw a lot of attention.

So he parked the car somewhere else, somewhere no one could hear her

screaming. went back on foot right but how far would he be comfortable walking

10 minutes 20.

the average walking pace of a healthy male is probably two and a half three

miles an hour any faster might drown wanted attention okay so to be safe

let's say three and a half miles per hour for 20 minute walk which means we

are looking at almost a square mile search radius it's clear from the volume

of blood at the scene that she was badly wounded she was left on her own

somewhere over eight hours ago

Every further minute that passes reduces the likelihood we will find her alive.

Where is Julie Reed?

Oh, is that her name? No, because we were never properly introduced. Can you

please turn the AC off?

It's like a freezer in here.

No problem. Just as soon as you tell us where she is.

You think I would trade my comfort for her? After all you've seen of my

sacrifice. No, no, I guess not.

But what would you trade for her?

Now, that's an interesting question.

Let's see. I would say a reduced sentence, but we all know that would be

a hollow promise after all that I've done.

I would love to say a proper goodbye to fair Samantha.

Not a chance in hell. That is a non-starter. There is no way we would

ever let you re-traumatize that girl. I don't think you have a choice. I think

you kind of have to ask her. No, we don't. Oh, yeah, no. I think Samantha

would disagree.

Think about it.

How is Samantha going to feel when Julie dies before you tell her and Samantha

realizes she could have saved that poor girl?

How about this? Let's give this a shot. Tell Samantha that Julie is near the red

place. And if she just talks to me for one more minute, I will tell you where

that is.

Sorry to interrupt. I just need to borrow Sergeant Chen.

Wait, did something happen?

No, no, no. I just need it for a second.

I'll be just outside, okay? I'm right here.

Ezra took another girl before he was arrested. He says he'll tell us where

she is if we let him talk to Samantha.

No, forget that. He doesn't want to help us.

He just wants to keep traumatizing her. I agree.

So do Lopez and Harper, but he says that the girl's being held near the red

place. And if we told that to Samantha, she'd agree to help. No, we're not

saying that to her, okay?

Correct.

Samantha, open the door.

What happened? I mean, it's got to be some sort of trigger phrase.

He spent three years convincing her that the police were in league with him, and

she just heard a few language.

Morning. No sign of suspect. CSL at 1900 Hawthorne. Nevada 4.

Sighted 801 Mercury is empty of vehicles.

7 Lincoln 15. First five levels of Wilshire office complex garage are

clear. Moving to lower level.

Julie, you in there?

7 Lincoln 15. I have her. Lower level of the garage. Send an ambulance now.

Hey. Hey, Julie.

I'm Officer Nolan.

I'm here to help you. Now, I'm going to have to put some pressure on that wound

to stop the bleeding, okay? But it is going to hurt. I am so sorry.

Easy.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I know. I know. You're doing great.

You're doing great.

She's right here.

She just passed out. She's lost a lot of blood.

Bolt is weak.

She did hypovolemic shock. We gotta get her out of here.

Hey. Are you all right?

Yeah.

Julie just got out of surgery. They lost her on the table for a minute, but she

pulled through, and she's recovering in the ICU.

Thank God. Can I talk to her when she's ready?

I'll ask.

You know, we wouldn't have found her without you. You gave us the car.

I said it had wheels.

And that it was black and old. I meant it.

She is alive because of you.

Samantha's been incredibly brave today.

I'll, uh, I'll come talk to you guys later. Yeah.

Do you mind if I sit with you for a bit?

Okay.

What was the, um, the red place?

There was this house that we stayed at early on.

They had painted the bathroom red.

So when I was bad, he would take me in there to punish me.

I know you're not ready to hear this, but when it's time, the first step of

your recovery will be to stop blaming yourself.

Sure. On it. I know. I know. It's easier said than done, but I know what I'm

talking about.

I want to share something with you, something that happened to me, if that's

okay.

So my rookie year as a cop, I met this guy, and he loved dogs, and he was cute,

and he seemed great.

We went on a date, and he...

He kidnapped me.

The details are a lot, but the short version is that I thought I was going to

die in another five minutes, and I probably would have.

For months afterwards, I just obsessed about every second with him before he

drugged me, how I should have seen through him, how I should have been

faster, smarter.

I wanted to believe that I was in control.

But I wasn't.

So eventually, I stopped focusing on the things that I didn't do, and I focused

on the thing that I did.

I survived.

You survived.

Samantha, you're here.

I know that you don't see how brave and powerful you are, okay?

But I do.

I really, really do.

Hey, sorry to interrupt. I spoke to your aunt, Sarah.

She is rushing back from her vacation in London, but her plane won't get here

until tomorrow afternoon.

It's okay. Don't worry, all right? You're not going to be alone. Every

female cop at Mid Wilshire has volunteered to keep you company in the

coming days and weeks.

Yeah. We have your back, Samantha.

For however long you need, until you feel safe.

Seth's here.

I'll be in my room.

Good to see you, too.

That's another fan.

Poor you.

Look,

you're right, man.

Self-pity's got to stop. I want to do better.

But clearly, I don't know how to, and you are the best guy I know, so...

Will you help me?

I would need radical honesty.

One tiny white lie, I'm out.

In that case, you are one of the best guys I know.

Still has a sense of humor.

You might make it through this after all.

All right.

No lies, no woe is me. Just head down, do the work, be grateful.

Deal?

Deal.

Surprise!

Hey, thanks.

Uh, you do know it's not my birthday, right?

You did forget.

Uh, no.

It's definitely not my birthday.

No.

It's a different special day.

Uh, wait. No, it's... Oh, my God.

It's our anniversary.

It is.

You forgot.

And I remember.

Did you?

Totally.

Congrats, grad.

Fine. I forgot. But I had to pull this together fast.

But I remember before you did, and that's what's important.

Winning. Yeah. And you know what else is super important?

No, what?

Kids are with my mom.

Oh.

Hi. Hey, honey. How's it going?

Oh, I missed you.

Oh, God.

What a day.

How'd it go at the hospital?

Fine. Samantha's asleep right now, so I'll go in and check in with her

tomorrow. Thank you. Mm-hmm.

Do I smell dinner?

Don't get too excited. I ordered Italian.

It's in the oven. Keep them warm.

Oh, my hero.

Oh, God. Okay, so I need to say something, and I need you to respond

with kindness, okay?

Okay.

After the day that I've had, I really need this place to feel like a refuge

and not a UPS sorting facility.

We need to get these damn boxes out of here.

I... I agree.

No time like the present. Let's do it. Well, hold on. I'm tired.

I'm very tired.

I thought maybe we could have dinner and then I could sit here and supervise.

I mean, how could I refuse that offer?

You can't.

All right, I'll get dinner.

Thank you.

Yep.

Good work today, Officer Nolan.

Thanks.

How come I don't feel better about it?

I think you know the answer.

Yeah.

Listen, we can't change what already happened.

All we can do is stop it from happening again.

And you did that today.

In a big way.

Which means that someone ought to buy you a drink.

You volunteering?

I am.

Jim...