All language subtitles for The Rookie 5x08 - The Collar (English)

What about Kilimanjaro
for the honeymoon?

You mean like to climb?

It's more of a strenuous hike.

Is there a beach at the top?

Ooh, I don't want to lie,

but I do want you to say yes.

Morning!

- Morning.
- Morning.

I made you coffee, and
I found your special milk.

- Thank you.
- No. No, no more special milk.

No more extra pillows.

Hotel Nolan is officially closed.

Two nights is more than enough.

I know. I'm back in my place
tonight, I swear.

Uh, my new mattress and
white-noise machine arrived today.

I wish I had that machine last night.

That sound was driving me crazy.

- I didn't notice anything.
- I did.

Every time I thought
it was going to stop,

it just ramped back up again.

Was I snoring?

No. It was much softer
than that.

Like scratching.

Oh, probably a raccoon.

I'll check the crawl space
when I come home.

What do you know about
the history of your house?

I know what year it was built.

No, I mean, like, has anyone died here?

- My house is not haunted.
- You don't know that.

The only unwanted entity in this house,

I'm looking at right now.

Bah-bah-bah. Ohh.

Any chance you're gonna make it to
the pediatrician appointment today?

I mean, if everyone just
confesses to their crimes,

sure, but I doubt it.

Well, the thing is

Jack is due for his vaccinations today.

And you're usually there to soothe him.

He'll be fine. Just give him
Tylenol and cuddles.

I know. I just don't want him
to feel betrayed.

Like I took him to this place
he got jabbed by needles.

Better he feels I betrayed him?

Y-Yeah.

I can see who's gonna be
the disciplinarian.

I got to go.

Bye, honey!

So, uh, I've been thinking.

Things are good between us.

Yeah.

You know, we've been through a lot,

and we've come through it stronger.

I agree.

So, uh, maybe it's,

time to move in together.

Maybe. Sure.

I mean, your place
is kind of small, though.

I-I know, but with my new promotion,

I could maybe afford a cardboard
box deep in the Valley.

Wait. You want
to buy a house?

Yeah.

That's what grownups do, right?

And I know you won't go anywhere
without Tamara.

So, what if we got a place
with a converted garage?

I'll have to think about it.

- Great.
- Let's talk tonight.

I'll start looking at listings.

So, I think I've proven myself,
you know,

with my contributions to cases,

and, you know, I-I know I'm young,

but I really think that I could
really help out around...

Hey, sir, I was wondering
if I could have a minute.

You got 20 seconds.
Go.

Okay. So you remember
the diamond case, right?

It was my... my first case.

Look, you're not gonna get
to the point at this rate.

Okay.
I want to be a detective,

and I will do anything
to make that happen.

Is that it?

- Yes.
- Alright.

Shadow Harper and Lopez today.

- Hey, Tim.
- Yeah?

I'm reassigning Aaron for today.

Lucy, that means
you're back on gopher duty.

Okay.

I could handle one day alone.

Is there some reason
you two can't ride together?

- Of course not.
- No, sir.

Good.

Sorry.

Um...

- I'll go get the gear.
- Okay.

Officer Thorsen reporting for duty.

Grey just signed off on it.

Told you he would.

I didn't realize
you wanted to be a detective.

I mean, to me,
it seems like the most effective way

to make sure other people
aren't railroaded like I was.

'Cause the detective
that was assigned my case,

he dropped the ball
every step of the way.

Well, he was French.

So, what, you've never seen,
like, a bad American detective?

That's fair.

But I do have to warn you,

being a detective is nothing
like being on patrol.

The hours are brutal,

and the cases are
emotionally devastating

in a way that patrol
can't prepare you for.

- Are you sure you want this?
- Yes, I'm sure.

- What do you say we start with a test?
- Oh.

How about a game of five questions?

Okay. Let's go. Yeah.

As a detective, you need to
ask the right questions,

so I'll send you the first page
of a case file.

You can ask us five questions
and five questions only.

So think carefully about what
you need to know to solve it.

Oh, I got this.

Alright, so the records get dodgy,

but so far I haven't found
anyone who's died in your house.

On your land is a bigger question.

Okay. I appreciate
all the hard work.

I think I'm just gonna
call an exterminator.

Look, I-I think you need
to broaden your understanding

of what's possible.
Have you tried ayahuasca?

Hmm.

You know, it really shifts
the way you see the world.

I think it'd be good for you.

Is that the one that makes you
vomit uncontrollably?

It's very cleansing.

Yeah, I-I think I want to keep

my perception the way it is.

So...

how's single life going?

It's good.
No one to complain

when I watch football all Sunday.

You didn't leave the house once?

I walked Kojo.

Tim, what?

I spend all week outside.

No, I know, but we live
in a vibrant city.

There's always something
amazing going on.

Okay, so, don't get me wrong,
I love L.A.,

but it is not a vibrant city, okay?

It's a loosely stitched together
patchwork of strip malls.

You're hopeless.

Hey! You busy?

Uh, no.

Wh-Where are you?

An open house.
It was on my way to work.

Uh, what do you think?

It needs some work,

but, uh, it's three bedrooms.

Yeah, I... I can't really see anything.

Can we talk later?

Okay.
Love you.

Yeah.

Are you... Are you and Chris,
uh, moving in together?

- No. Uh, it's...
- I mean, he seems to think you are.

Yeah, I mean, I don't know.

He kind of sprang it on me
this morning.

You guys are happy, right?

- Yeah.
- Those are the obvious next steps.

Yeah, no, we're super happy.
It's... It's good.

7-Adam-100,

I have an in-progress vandalism

on West 3rd south of Olympic.

Yeah. Show us responding.

No, no, no, no!
Not the Corvette!

You should've thought of that
before you flirted with that whore!

- Babe! Aah!
- Oh, my God.

Our accountant?
She's 60!

And a stone-cold fox!

Okay, ma'am...

- Ma'am, put down the golf club.
- Oh, yeah?

Sir, no!
Put the golf club down!

- You wouldn't dare!
- Is this what you want?

Okay, that's it!
Enough! Weapons down!

Weapon?
It's a golf club.

- Now.
- I...

Look, Officer,
this is a misunderstanding.

- Who called you?
- That doesn't matter.

It was the busybody
across the street, wasn't it?

I bet she's posting on Nextdoor!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course she is.

You know, what else has she got
in her sad little life?

She needs to put down the phone
and take in her garbage bins!

Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Actually, can you guys
do something about that, huh?

She just leaves them
out there for days.

Not our jurisdiction.

Okay. Fine.

Mm. So where do you
want to go for brunch?

- In bed.
- Mmm.

I like the way you're thinking.

Okay. Either of you want
to make a report

about the damage to your cars?

At this point,

we have the body shop on speed dial.

So, have you thought of
your first question?

Yes.

I already went over the file
you gave me.

The remains were found on the grounds

of the La Brea Tar Pits complex,

and, a female guard went missing
one month prior.

Correct.

And it's always the boyfriend.

Okay. First question.

- Was she seeing anyone?
- Yes.

And he also worked at the museum.

A paleontologist.

Oh, okay. So he had access
to the grounds.

Interesting.

Did he have an alibi?

No, he did not.

Okay.

So why haven't you and Bailey
set a date?

Oh, we're enjoying being engaged.

Hm. Have something to do
with her crazy ex?

Are they even divorced?

Uh, yeah, they have been
for a while now.

How did you even know about that?

I mean, cops gossip.

Really? About me?
What else do they say?

Well, they don't say, like,
anything bad.

They just mention...

Whoa.

Light it up.

Ma'am?

Uh, ma'am, can you turn
the engine off for me?

I can't stop. I have to
keep driving. I'm sorry.

Ma'am, I need you to stop the car.

What is that around your neck?

He made me put it on.

He said to drive or he'd kill me.

Ma'am, is that a bomb?

I have to go.

I'm sorry.
I don't want to die.

I have to go.

- Ma'am? Ma'am?
- No. No!

Air-3 is lifting off now.

ETA 5 minutes from target.

You made the right call.

We have to assume
it's a real explosive.

- Coordinating with the bomb squad now.
- Yes, sir.

- What would you like us to do?
- Follow her,

- but stay out of radio range.
- Yes, sir.

If the bomb has a remote trigger,

our radio signal could set it off.

- Dropping back.
- We'll clear the streets.

Air support's on its way.

Sir, maybe we can get a court order

for all the cell carriers.

Get phone numbers attached
to her home address.

It's already in process.

7-Adam-100, 2331,

stand by for victim information.

- Copy.
- Copy.

- Where do you want us?
- Scout for a staging area.

Bomb squad needs a wide-open space.

We have to limit potential casualties.

There's an empty lot
near Nolan's location.

Perfect.
I'll send backup to you now.

So, Harper, Lopez,

Nolan says the driver's under duress.

Said she was told to keep driving

or the bomb would detonate.

Did he give her a destination?

No. Doesn't seem to be
about a target.

She's the target.

So we need to find
whatever we can on her.

Whoever chose her did it for a reason.

- We're on it.
- Nolan...

bomb squad needs to know
what they're dealing with.

- Can you get a picture?
- No problem.

Turning off radio, going dark.

Want you to pull up next to that car.

Try and stay parallel.

- The bomb car?
- Yeah.

Okay. Getting closer
to the bomb car.

Alright.

Closer.
Alright.

Uh, it's a hinged collar,

secured around her neck,

- kind of like handcuffs.
- Nolan...

With quarter-twenty tapped
standoffs at regular intervals.

- Nolan.
- The explosive,

is built into the side of the unit.

Contains C-4. It's connected
with red and green wires.

- J-John!
- Almost done.

No, we have to fall back.

I just need a better look at the clasp.

It's... It's secured under her chin

with a pin post lock, dual-post
shackle-style mechanism.

- God. Did you get it?
- That was some slick driving.

Thanks.

Okay. Hopefully,
that's all they need.

I-I mean, that was
a pretty precise description.

Oh, in my previous life,
I was a contractor.

I'm surprised you remember
your past lives.

Celina.

I'm sorry.
Just kidding.

We're on our way
to the victim's house now.

I need a scrub of
all social-media posts.

- Thanks.
- Pam's a lawyer.

We should start with her client list.

I already put in a call
to her old law firm.

She had a criminal-defense practice,

so there's no telling
who she pissed off.

Look at you.

I mean, if I want to become
detective before I'm 30,

I got to be on my game, right?

Does that mean you've thought
of your third question?

I have,

but I don't want to just assume that

the paleontologist boyfriend did it,
so,

I need a more complete
picture of the guard's life.

Does she have a criminal record?

As a matter of fact,
she was under investigation

at the time of her disappearance.

They suspected her of stealing
small artifacts from the museum

and selling them on the black market.

Maybe she got greedy

or threatened to go to the police, and,

whoever she was working with
decided she was a liability.

Is there a question in there?

Not yet.

Perfect.

There's plenty of space to...

Awesome, dude.

Flag on the play.
Parking lot is not empty.

Clear it out now.

I'm redirecting the bomb
squad to your location.

Hey!
LAPD!

We need you guys to clear out!

Let's go!

There's a bomb!

Run like hell!

Let's go!

Let's roll!

We have Pam's mobile number.

Hi.
It's Pam, right?

My name is John.

We have the bomb squad
on the way to help you out.

You are gonna be okay.

Right now, I need you to follow us.

Can you do that?

I need to call my mom.

I need to tell her that I love her.

We can do that, but right now,
I need you to follow us

so we can meet up
with the bomb squad, okay?

He told me to keep driving.

He said that I would die if I didn't.

Pam, that's a lie.

Bomb squad says there's no GPS
on your collar, alright?

He can't tell if you're stopped or not.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

Yes, Pam, I am sure.

Now we're gonna pull out
in front of you

and you're gonna follow us, okay?

Okay.

I have a visual.
Will maintain contact.

Alright, Pam.

Now, I want you to park

right up next to the orange cone

that Sergeant Bradford is setting out.

Okay?

Okay.

Yeah, you got it.

Gonna take you to a safe spot.

Alright, Pam, just checking in.
How are you doing?

Um...

Not great.

Please get this thing off of me.

That's what we're here to do.

Alright. And there they are.

Bomb squad is here.

We're gonna have you
out of that in no time.

Now, Pam,

earlier you said you wanted
me to call your mother.

Is there anyone else
you want me to get ahold of?

No.

Not really.

Is that pathetic?

Not at all.

There's nothing like a traumatic event

to make you realize that your...

That your life is empty.

Come on, Pam.
I don't believe that.

My entire life is work.

I have no friends.

I'm completely alone.

You're not alone, Pam.

'Cause I'm here now.

Everyone here, is here to help you.

I need you to cut off
your engine now, Pam.

You see that guy behind you
in the doughboy suit?

That's Mike.

Mike is absolutely the best there is.

Alright?

He's gonna get you
out of there in no time.

The only problem is, uh,

he tells very bad dad jokes,

so, I'm gonna have to
apologize in advance.

Alright, he's there at your window.

It's locked.

I just need you to reach down
and open the door, okay, Pam?

- I can't. I can't move.
- Hey...

Yes, you can do this.
You can do this, Pam.

Just take a, take a nice deep breath.

Reach down.
Unlock that door.

I-I can't.

I can't. I can't.

- You got this.
- I know as soon as I move,

this thing's gonna go off!

No, come on. Come on, Pam.
It's almost over.

Mike is right there.

You just need to open the door for him.

- Okay, okay. Okay, okay, okay.
- You got this, Pam.

- Okay.
- Okay.

I'm gonna reach over.

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna unlock it, okay?

It started beeping.

Do you hear that?
Why is it beeping?

It's beeping.
Why is it beeping?

Uh, don't worry about that, Pam.
Just open the door, okay?

Just open that door.

Go get those kids out of here!

Okay.

This is crazy.
It's crazy.

Yo, this is
so crazy, yo. Wait.

We were just skating.
Look, look.

Look at this.
Look at this.

I need you all to back up
another 10 yards.

Yo, Officer, what happened?

I heard a lady blew up?

We're not sharing
any information at this time.

Back up!

I pushed back the perimeter.

Good.

Do you think she felt it?

- Her death?
- Yeah.

No.

But everything up to that point
was torture.

What'd the bomb squad say?

They confirmed what
we already suspected.

Device appears to be homemade

using items you can find
at any hardware store.

Do they know what
triggered the explosion?

Most likely, the device was on a timer,

but they need to put the bomb
back together to be sure.

Ah, that's gonna be
a hell of a jigsaw puzzle.

I'm sure videos are already
popping up on social media.

And the news choppers are already here.

Okay, well,

if her car and her
license plate get leaked online,

it's not gonna be long
till her name does, too.

Ohh, I can't imagine
finding out something

about someone I love
like this on ClipTalk.

We're not gonna let that happen.

Nolan, I want you and Juarez
to go to the victim's house.

Right.

Who would do something like this?

It's officially a homicide.

Was anyone else injured?

Nothing serious.

That's strange, right?

I mean, bombs are usually
for mass-casualty events.

If you want to kill one person,
a gun is a lot easier.

They didn't just want her dead.
They wanted her terrified.

Hold on. I just got video
footage from Pam's house.

Can't see his face.

Alright. The garage camera's
triggered 7 minutes later.

Is there any other angle?

No, that's it.

Wait, wait.
Go back real quick.

Yeah. I feel like
she recognizes him.

Yeah, she doesn't seem scared.

Whoever he is,
she wasn't expecting trouble.

Alright, mother's name is
Marianne Winfield.

62, works in PR, and...

man, she's about to receive
the worst news of her life.

Alright.
I'll do the talking.

It's better if only one of us speaks.

That way, the person
can focus a little easier

- on what we're telling them.
- Well, I can do it.

You sure?

I have to make my first
death notification sometime.

Might as well be today.

Okay.

Don't speak in euphemisms.

No "passed on"
or "in a better place."

Just be direct.

"We have bad news."

"Your daughter Pam was killed
today in an explosion."

You know, when the police told my mom

that they'd recovered my sister,
they said,

"We found her."

And for a second, we thought...

So you understand
how important this is.

Yeah.
I do.

Okay.

Celina Juarez.
This is Officer John Nolan.

That poor woman.

The last moments of her life
must have been agony,

just wondering if the bomb
was gonna go off,

praying it wouldn't.

I'm guessing that was the point.

No way someone goes
through that much trouble

of building something like that,

unless they want to
terrorize their victim.

Yeah.

Hey.

I saw the news.
Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine,
but it's crazy out here.

Okay. Look, if you
don't have time, I get it.

But a Realtor friend of mine
just slipped me a listing.

It hasn't been posted online yet.

So, uh, if you like it,
I think we should move on it.

Wow. Um, okay.

Chen, chat with your boyfriend
on your own time.

He's in a mood.
I'll let you go.

Just text me, and let me know
what you think?

Yeah, I-I'll do that.

Thanks.

Pam Winfield was an in-house counsel

at Sunvale Oil,
for the past five years.

Security e-mailed me a list of people

who sent threatening letters
to the company.

The first guy lives
over on Orange Grove.

Alright, let's go pay him a visit.

How's the Tar Pits case going?

I haven't been thinking about it.

After what happened,
it seems kind of silly.

Part of being a detective
is juggling cases,

switching between
wildly different gears.

Okay.

Um...

Okay. We have the boyfriend.

We have the artifacts broker.

Both have motive to kill the guard.

I-I feel like I need to know
more about the theft.

Like, how did she get roped up
in this in the first place?

Is that a fourth question?

Yes, did the guard
take the job at the museum,

in order to gain access
to the artifacts?

It's hard to say, but we do know

that her black-market contact

was also her high-school sweetheart.

Another love interest?

Okay.
Now we're getting somewhere.

This is a lot.

Watching her die,

having to tell her mother.

It's more than anyone should
have to deal with in a day.

But our shift isn't over yet.

I know.

I'm okay.

Hey.
Where are you?

I'm under the house.

Why?

I keep hearing this noise,
and it's driving me crazy.

And you thought it would be a good idea

to go under there by yourself?

That's why I FaceTimed you.

That's not the same.
It's not...

Wait...

What is that?

- What is what?
- Aah!

Bailey?

Bailey?! What is what?!

- Bailey!
- Sorry.

False alarm.

It's just this guy.

Oh, God!

What is that doing under there?

I don't know.

- Should I move it?
- Yeah.

No! No!

Not till you consult an exorcist.

Look, if you don't want to
move in, just tell Chris that.

That's...

The question is,
why don't I want to move in?

I don't get what the problem is.
I mean, Chris is great.

We're great together.
We never fight.

Maybe, that's the problem.

Oh, you think we should be like
that couple from this morning?

No, I'm not saying that, but... No.

But do you guys not fight because,

you don't disagree on things,

or, because you don't think
it's worth the bother?

- Lucy.
- Yeah?

You deserve someone
who's worth the effort.

What was that?

He...

Control, 7-Adam-100.

There is a second bomb.

Repeat.
There's a second bomb.

Hey!
What's your name!?

What's your name?!

Get me as close as you can, okay?

Right.

Hey.
Reach out.

- Reach out. Reach out.
- Okay.

- Can you get closer?
- Yeah.

Here, here, here.

Got it!

Hi.
I'm Lucy.

Hi. H-He told me
to keep driving.

I don't want to die!

Sir, we're here to help you.

What's your name?

Creighton.
Creighton Mitchell.

Okay. Creighton,
we're gonna try

and get you to drive somewhere safe.

You think you can do that?

I can't breathe.

I feel like I'm dying.
I think I'm dying.

Creighton, you're probably
having a panic attack right now.

I just need you to try and stay calm.

Maybe turn on the radio for some music?

A woman is dead today

after an unknown assailant
apparently strapped

an explosive device to her neck.

- Oh, my God!
- This happened to somebody else?!

- And she's dead?!
- Creighton, listen to me.

That is not gonna be you, okay?

You can bet your ass
this isn't gonna be me!

Creighton!

Creighton, stop!

You could detonate the device!

I'm not just gonna wait for this thing

to blow my head off!

- Everyone, back up!
- Get inside the house! There's a bomb!

- Back up!
- Clear it out! Clear off the sidewalk! Let's go!

Ow!

I'm alive!

Yeah, so the bomb was on a timer.

He had 3 minutes left.

It's a good thing he bailed
when he did.

We would have never made it on time.

How long did he have total?

Couldn't tell from the device, but,

as long as he was driving,
plus 3 minutes.

Okay, thanks.
Bye.

What time was the device activated?

Uh, I don't know.

Uh, a while?

He activated it right before
he put me in the car.

Alright, we'll get the GPS
off your car.

What exactly can you
remember from this morning?

I was going to work.

I-I-I heard a knock at the door,
and when I answered it,

Richard was standing there
with a collar and a gun.

Richard?

Dormer. Richard Dormer.

I-I used to work with
his sister at Sunvale.

Oh. Sunvale Oil?

Did you know Pam Winfield?

Yeah.
Why?

The woman they were talking
about on the radio this morning,

uh, that was Pam.

What?!

Yeah. I'm sorry.

Were you close?

I-I-I mean, I-I worked with her.

Wh-What is this?
What's going on?

That's what we're trying
to figure out here.

What did Richard say to you?

He told me i-if I didn't
put the collar on, he'd kill me.

And he didn't give you any reason?

It was all so fast.

I-I-I don't know.
I don't know.

Uh, do you have his sister's number?

She might be able
to give us some insight.

No, no.
She's... She's dead.

Do you know what happened?

We...

We sent her abroad to handle a deal,

and she was kidnapped, and...

She was killed.

How were you and Pam involved?

It was our call,

whether or not to pay the ransom.

I mean, and we were
going to, I-I swear.

But, you know,
you negotiate these things, you...

It's how you do it.
They expect you to do it.

But these guys,

they panicked, or, I don't know.

All I know is...

She died over there.

7-Adam-15, I need you
to pick up Richard Dormer.

Proceed with extreme caution.
He might be our bomber.

Stay alert.
Watch his hands.

Richard Dormer,

keep your hands where I can see them!

Is this all for me?

Turn around.
Get on the ground.

I'm unarmed.
I know how this ends.

I don't mind going to prison.

Turn around and get on the ground, now.

We need the bomb squad to do a search

before we process the house.

You don't have to be afraid.

The explosives are gone.

The third bomb's already out there.

Apparently there were
three people who signed off

on negotiating rather
than paying the ransom...

Pam, Creighton,

and Henri Parsons, the company CEO.

- You have a phone number?
- Yes, but he is not answering.

Lopez is getting authorization
to track it as we speak.

Alright, well,
based on Creighton's GPS,

he had 43 minutes from the time

the bomb was activated
until it was detonated.

Why 43 minutes?

You're the detective.

Okay. Henri drives
a black BMW 5 Series,

and he lives in Cheviot Hills.

We could head up there, drive a grid.

It's a start.

Okay. I guess we should pick up
a pair of garden shears.

Don't think we can
rely on that working again.

Yeah.

More home listings?

Yeah.

Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.

This one's in Monrovia.

Who wants to live in Monrovia?

It looks like Chris does.

Do you love him?

I mean,

we haven't even been dating that long.

It's not...

He loves you.

I know.

I know, and I feel like
I should love him back.

He's so great
in so many different ways.

It's just...

He's just not...

You know, you killed
an innocent woman today.

There was nothing
innocent about Pam Winfield.

She got what she deserved.

She experienced exactly,

what she forced my
sister to experience...

43 minutes of terror,

and then darkness.

What do you mean?

Where she was abducted,

where they held her,

and, where she died.

It took 43 minutes,

to drive her out to the desert,

to be executed.

Kidnappers killed your sister.

It wasn't Pam's fault

or Creighton's fault or Henri's!

She trusted them!

She believed their promises

that if anything happened,

they would have her back!

You know, every single person
in that company is guilty.

Every single one.

They all knew she was taken,

and not one person fought for her.

Not one.

People she worked with for years

just sat on their hands,
and let her die.

Henri's not just
driving around randomly

like the others, is he?

Now, I've been assuming foul play, but,

maybe the victim committed suicide, or,

got drunk, and had an accident.

Was there a question in there?

You've only got one more.

No...

No, there's not.

Nolan, what do we got?

The third victim isn't just
randomly driving around.

He's on his way to Sunvale Oil offices.

The third bomb's gonna
take out the whole company.

Stay with him.

Yeah.

Keep moving. Keep moving.

The far side of
the parking lot. Keep...

Control, 7-Adam-15.
I've located our third victim.

Corporate offices, Sunvale Oil.
He's confirmed on site.

Nolan's inside with the bomb.

We need to clear the building.

We need you to clear out.
Move.

Everyone, listen up!

We have a credible threat
at this location!

I need everyone to move with purpose!

Come on. Everybody
move quickly but stay calm.

Let's go. This way. Come on,
come on, come on, come on.

Let's spread out and make sure
there are no stragglers.

Mr. Parsons. Mr. Parsons.

Hey.
I'm John Nolan.

Help me.
Please help me.

That's why I'm here.
That's why...

What's this?

He... He told me to stream an apology.

Okay. First, we're gonna get
all these people out of here.

Folks, come on.
We're gonna move outside.

No, he told me not to let them go.

He said he'd kill me if they left.

Relax. Okay? No...

You've been
told a lie. Okay, folks?

The bomber is right now,
outside, in my car.

I can guarantee,

he does not have
a remote trigger with him.

This bomb is on a timer.

- You're sure?
- 100%.

Nice and safe, guys.
Everyone move outside.

Downstairs.
The far side of the parking lot

as fast as you can, alright?

Quick and safe.

How long ago did he put
this bomb on your neck?

- Huh? Uh...
- You gotta think, okay?

The timer is for 43 minutes,
so you have to think.

How long ago did he put this
on your neck?

Uh...uh...

More than a half-hour.

Uh, maybe 40 minutes?

Okay. That's, not great.

It could be worse.

- Everyone out!
- Come on, ladies. Move, move!

What about me?

You and I, we're gonna
focus on this bomb, okay?

Let's take a look here,
see what we've got, alright?

Stay nice and calm for me.

Tell me how to disarm the bomb.

No.

My T.O. is up there,

and he's not gonna leave
someone who is scared and alone.

If that bomb goes off,
you're killing him, too.

Yeah, well, he's making
a choice to stay.

And you're making a choice
to kill people.

There have to be consequences!

My sister is dead.

They need to pay.

- Look, I get it.
- This is the hinge point.

My little sister was taken away
from me a long time ago,

and I spent most of my life

thinking of all the different ways

I would hurt the person responsible.

But all that hate just ate away at me

until I didn't recognize myself.

Your sister wouldn't want this.

Okay.

This is entirely smooth.

I can't get in from the back.

I want my apology.

I want him to admit what he did

for the whole world to hear.

Where does this go?

Is the bomb squad coming?

Yeah, any minute now.

I only have a couple of those left.

"We."

I'm staying with you
till we figure this out.

The floor is clear.
We should go.

The bomb squad is almost here.

John?

Go.

You don't have to do this.

Yes, I do.

Harper, go.

Not a good time.

Richard says,
he'll tell us how to disarm the bomb,

if Parson just admits what he did.

I didn't do anything.

I was negotiating.

Hey.

Your semantics are
gonna get us both killed.

I'm sorry.

We let her die.

It was my fault.

I made the call.

Susan Dormer is dead because of me.

There's two wires in the back,

a red, and a green one.

Cut the green wire.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

He's lying.

- What?
- He doesn't want an apology.

He wants Parsons dead.

Cut the red one.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Okay. Nice and easy.

Thank you.
And...

Thank you.

You saved my life today.

That kind of insight in a rookie is...

Remarkable.

You know, I...

I wouldn't be making so much progress

without such a great T.O.

Thank you again.

You know, I wouldn't mind at all,

if you repeated that
in front of Sgt. Grey.

Just saying, repeating things
is good in general.

Sgt. Grey, imagine...
Have you seen "Inception"?

I'll walk you through it.

Okay, so, I think I solved your case.

You have one more
question you could ask.

Nope.
Don't need it.

Hmm. Cocky.

Alright, let's hear it.

Okay, so the victim,

was dating one of the scientists,

who worked at the Tar Pits, right?

And, she was part of a smuggling ring

that sold artifacts
on the black market.

So, was it a jealous lover,

or, a criminal enterprise gone wrong?

Actually, it was both.

She was sleeping with both
the smuggler and the scientist,

and, they found out,

and they killed her together.

I think you have a long road
to detective, Officer Thorsen.

Wait.
Was I at least close?

You had five questions.

Right.

And you never asked
the age of the remains.

Well, no, no, no.

The-The file said that she was 32,
when she went missing.

Right, but the bone
was thousands of years old.

You see, the Tar Pits are constantly

turning up ancient remains.

So in... in this case,

the killer was a-a saber-toothed tiger.

Wait. What happened
to the missing guard?

Oh, she was found
in Mexico, a year later.

You see, you assumed,

that there was a connection,
between the female remains

- and the missing woman.
- Yeah.

First rule of investigation...

Don't make assumptions.

Oh.

Looks like a toy store
threw up in our house.

Well, Jack got two shots today.

I didn't want him to
associate me with needles.

Did he cry?

No.

- Did you cry?
- That's irrelevant.

Not according to
our living room, it's not.

Doesn't Jack already have
a basketball hoop?

Well, yeah, but now
he's got an outside one,

and, an inside one...

Ohh.

I don't know how you deal with
watching him get shots so often.

Well, I know it's for his own good.

I know I have to be tough
to show him how to be tough.

And... I fill him full of
ice cream right after.

Oh, you didn't tell me that trick.

Because you want to be his favorite.

I'm already his favorite.

Welcome home!

Thank you for cleaning off
all those cobwebs,

and clown...

Before I got home.

Can never clean that clown
off my mind, though.

Ugh.
Where is he now?

- Outside.
- Where he belongs.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, geez!

I couldn't help myself.

We are gonna take it outside to burn.

The only way to kill
this kind of evil is by fire.

You got that right.

So, if it was just a doll,

what was making the noise?

Well, when I got off the phone,

I found something else.

- A puppy!
- Oh.

This little guy was making
all that ruckus.

- Can we keep him?
- No.

I'll just give him a bath.

No, I mean, that's...

That's not a puppy.

That's a coyote.

How did you get him in a crate?

Hey.
We need to talk.

Let me guess.

Chris wants to buy
a house in Chatsworth?

No.

Look, this clearly isn't working out.

I don't know why
you won't just admit it.

Unless...

I-Is it guilt?

Is it because of
what Rosalind did to him?

Oh, like I'm the only one
that's stayed too long,

when things aren't working.

You dated a lifeguard.

You don't even like going to the beach.

- This isn't about me.
- Uh...

No, it's not.
This is not about me.

- This is about you...
- Okay.

Staying in this safe relationship...

Because you're scared.

Of course I'm scared.

If we do this and it doesn't work,

I'll have ruined the most
important relationship in my life.

- I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said...
- No.

- Um...
- Um...

You're right.

So we should just keep going
the way we have been, right?

It's not worth the risk.

Unless it is.

Do you want to get dinner sometime?

Yes.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

No. Uh...

- I... S... Oh.
- Okay.

No, no.
It's just, um...

Not yet.

I owe it to Chris, to end things
the right way with him.

Ask me again.

Later.
After.

Deal.

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