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- People are irrational,
but predictably so.

I'm Alec Mercer.
Welcome to Applied Psychology.

- You're the science guy.
- That's Bill Nye.

I'm actually
the behavioral science guy.

It's called
an auditory illusion.

Our eyes and ears
take in electrical signals,

which our brains interpret
based on our expectations.

This work can be surprising,
stimulating,

profoundly fulfilling,
but there's a cost.

[notifications chiming]

- You gonna answer these?
A couple say "urgent."

- Well, any of
them say I'm fired?

If not, they can wait.

- No, but apparently you have
a meeting starting right now.

That part's in all caps.

- Mm.
Time is a construct.

I'm frying bigger fish.

- I've noticed a lot
of emergency texts

and calls lately.

What's up?

- Maybe 1% of IT emergencies
are real security threats.

the other 99
are almost always PEBKAC.

- PEB-what?
[notification chimes]

- PEBKAC, as in "Problems Exist
Between Keyboard And Chair."

[Alec groans]
User error.

I swear, they ought
to make you get a license

to operate a computer.

Besides, suckers live to work
and I work to live.

- Working and enjoying life

don't have to be
mutually exclusive.

- Mm-mm. Do not therapize me
this early in the day.

I haven't even
had my coffee yet.

[notifications chiming]

- All yours.

I have a book signing today.

- A bunch of folks
waiting in line

just so some nerdy scientist
can write his name in a book.

Nothing irrational about that.

[soft upbeat music]

[shopkeeper's bell rings]

- Enjoy.
- Thank you.

- Uh, excuse me.

Uh, Professor Mercer,
I'm sorry.

I need to talk to you.

- My man, there's a line.

If you want a book signed, you
can support local businesses

and buy one
at the shop next door.

- I'm not here
for an autograph.

My daughter is missing.
I need your help.

[tense music]

- This is Veronica.
- Ah.

- She left yesterday
after dinner,

but she wasn't home
when we woke up this morning.

- She didn't tell you
where she was going?

- She said she
was meeting a friend.

She got a ride with someone.

The police don't care because
it hasn't been 24 hours.

And yeah, she's over 18--

- Are you sure
she didn't run away?

- Look at her.
She's not that kind of kid.

She's an artist.

Look, I think something
is wrong and I need your help,

like you helped
with that journalist

who was poisoned,
or that hostage thing.

- You know my work enough
to use my tricks against me,

like showing me
pictures of Veronica

to invest me emotionally.

- The
Identifiable Victim Effect.

- Okay.

- I listen to your books
while I work construction.

I know that you help police.
I know that your wife is FBI.

- Ex-wife--there's a chapter
about divorce in my new book.

- My-my point is I know how
brilliant you are, brother.

your insights
into how people think,

how you get them
to make better decisions,

you're my best hope
for finding my daughter.

- Now you're using
the complimentary glow effect,

otherwise known as,

"flattery
will get you everywhere."

- I can pay.

Now, my wife and I, we can't
afford your usual rate,

but we have a few
thousand dollars saved.

- Hear me.

The amazing thing about
the complimentary glow

is that it works even if the
subject knows you're using it.

[Alec inhales deeply]

I'll help you, man.

Free of charge.

[person inhales shakily]

[suspenseful music]

* *

- That was the last time
we saw her.

- Do you recognize the car?

- No.
We've never seen it before.

- Can you rewind?

* *

Look how she's shifting
her head from side to side,

like she's
worried someone might see her.

She's holding her purse
like a shield.

And that micro-hesitation
at the car door--

it's as if she's not sure
she wants to get in.

- This, too. Her sketchbook.
She takes it everywhere.

- Hmm.

* *

[phone rings]

- [gasps]
Veronica, where are you?

- [distorted voice]
I have your daughter.

If you want
to get her back,

you need to do exactly
what I say.

- Please, please,
don't hurt her.

- We need proof of life.
Put Veronica on the phone.

- Who is that?
No police!

- No, he's a friend,
not police.

Can we please
just hear Veronica?

- Mommy! Daddy!
Please, do what he says!

- Enough!
Quiet!

If you want your daughter back
alive, I want $2.7 million.

I'll contact you with details.
You have 48 hours.

[line disconnects]

- $2.7 million?

We don't have
that kind of money.

- Do you have anything
that's worth that much?

- No. This place is rented.
Keith makes all the furniture.

- If my stuff was
worth anything,

I wouldn't be framing houses.

So what's going
to happen to Veronica?

Because we--we can't pay.

* *

- Why kidnap someone

whose family couldn't possibly
afford the ransom?

[ominous music]

.

- I've been digging into
the van,

the dry cleaning van
that Alec remembered,

contacted
the owner's daughter.

- Sioux City, right?
I always wanted to see Iowa.

- Liar.

But you're off the hook.

It turns out that
she's bringing

her kids to DC in a few weeks,

so I tried to set a meet.
- All right.

I'll take care of
the arrest report

so you can focus on this.

[notification chimes]

- It's Alec.

He wants to talk.
Says it's urgent.

[soft upbeat music]

- So you all have
your next kits.

Remember, this time you
get $5 for completing it.

* *

[Rizwan grunting]

- Sorry, that's all the
time we have for today.

You can all go.

- Wow.
- What are you doing?

I was at the smashing.
That's the best part.

- Yeah, well,
our day has been smashed.

The professor texted.

He's had an emergency,
and he won't be back.

- So you're going to teach
Psych 30 this afternoon

or--
- Nope. You are.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I don't want
to step on your toes.

I--[gulps]
You should totally do it.

- Professor's orders.

The boss has me
pulling research on kidnappers,

so you're it.

He said to lecture
on the complimentary glow

and its opposite,
the humiliation shadow.

- I've only ever
taught TA sessions

for eight or ten people.

Psych 30 has 200 students.

- I guess it's time
to level up.

[suspenseful music]

* *

[Rizwan sighs]

* *

- Thank you for coming.

- You had me at
"kidnapping for ransom."

Keith, Tara,
I'm Agent Clark, FBI.

First thing you should know

is that kidnappings
are an FBI specialty.

We will
get Veronica back safely.

- She's very good
at what she does.

- I have already had my techs

try to locate Veronica's cell,
but its signal is blocked.

I'll need one of you
to come back to my office

so we can tap your cell.

He called you, right?

- He did.

[cars approaching]
- More agents?

* *

- Not mine.

Stay inside.
[car doors shutting]

* *

[door opens]

Agent Clark, FBI.
You are?

- Theodore Akehurst Jr.
Call me Ted.

This is my son, Theodore III.

- Trey.

- Akehurst?
Like Akehurst Paper?

We have reams of your paper
in my office.

Toilet paper, too.
- You called him?

How could you call him?
- I had to.

He can help.

* *

- Tara used to work for me.

She told me that Veronica
had been kidnapped,

and we came as quickly
as we could.

This is Rose Dinshaw from VSC.

She's an expert
on corporate security

and crisis management.

- Corporate fixer.

- With experience
in kidnap and ransom.

The Akehursts will do
whatever it takes

to help get Veronica home
safely.

- That's good to hear.

But I have to ask, why?

- Like Ted said,
I used to work for him.

We're friends.
[Keith scoffs]

- Given your guilty fidgeting,
Keith's hostility,

and Ted's inability
to look away from you,

I'm pretty sure you
and Ted had an affair?

Long term?

You ended it.

You and Keith stayed together,

but it's still a source
of tension in your marriage.

- I guess having my family's
deepest secret called out

is what I get
for asking for help

from an expert
on human mistakes.

- You and Mrs. Moore?

That's super messed up,
even for you.

- Don't talk about things
you don't understand.

- I don't see how
this is relevant.

- I normally wouldn't
have raised it,

but given the circumstances--

I need to ask, are you
Veronica's biological father?

- That would explain
why she was targeted.

- She's mine.

Believe me, I checked.

- The affair happened
after Veronica was born.

- Look, Mrs. Moore
has worked at our house

for as long as I can remember.

Veronica and I
practically grew up together.

She may not be my sister,
but she's still family.

- Pseudo-family bond.
- Mm.

- Mr. Moore, it sounds like
my dad really hurt you,

but let us help.

* *

[Keith scoffs]

* *

[birds singing]

- Mr. Moore,
in my professional opinion,

you should
minimize FBI involvement.

Let my firm handle it.

- Akehurst Paper has used VSC
for this kind of thing before.

- Sure, overseas,

retrieving executives
from professional kidnappers.

Those skills won't
necessarily translate here.

A lower-middle class victim,
an unreasonable ransom--

those sound like
business as usual to you?

- I'm sorry.

I don't think the ransom demand
is unreasonable anymore.

$2.7 million
is perfectly rational

if the kidnapper knows about
Ted's concern for Veronica

and knows that
his guilt from the affair

would draw him into this.

So who knew about the affair?

[suspenseful music]

- I never told a soul.

- He's not lying.

He sure as hell
never told me about it.

- Veronica knew.

She heard Tara and me arguing
about it, um, more than once.

* *

- You think
she'd tell her friends?

- She definitely
told Corey Gibson.

- Who is that?

- Veronica's ex-boyfriend.

They dated in high school,
broke up after graduation.

But later, Veronica told me
that she dumped him

because he was dealing
party drugs.

Weed, mushrooms, molly.

- Do you have any way
to contact this "Corey"?

- His number would be
on Veronica's phone.

And she took that with her.

- I can check in
with the DEA,

see if they have Corey
on their radar.

- I have contacts there, too,
and with DC Metro Narcotics.

- I've got him.

My colleagues
are testing molly, MDMA,

as a psychotherapeutic.

MDMA isn't always available
through official channels,

so sometimes my colleagues
get it other ways.

So Agent Clark,
studies show that

people trust couples
more than men on their own.

How would you like
to do a drug deal?

- You know I have
to get a sign off for that.

- I don't.

* *

[indistinct chatter]

- You are beautiful.

Or handsome, whichever
you'd, uh, rather hear?

Beautiful and handsome.

But
not in an inappropriate way.

Smart, too.

You're at Wilton,
so you're probably very smart,

um, and funny, and, um--

yeah, never mind.

I--it was to prove a point
about the--[clears throat]--

complimentary glow.

[softly]
Help me.

[quirky suspenseful music]

Let's--let's, uh, start again.

You're all ugly,
and I hate you.

It's just an example, guys.

That's like the opp--
opposite of what I was doing.

* *

[crow cawing]

- He's late.

- Drug dealers aren't known
for their punctuality.

- Maybe he didn't
buy our story.

Rich out-of-towners looking
to score in bulk for a party?

- Still nothing.

- You sound annoyed.

- I don't like nature.

You know that.
There are bugs.

- Liar.

- Okay.

How about I am not a fan
of corporate fixers like Rose?

They're almost always
former Bureau or police

who couldn't hack it
or decided to cash out.

Or both.

- Rose definitely
isn't FBI or police.

I'm guessing someplace
starting with the letter M.

- MI5?

MI6?

You think she used to be a spy?

- I can't confirm that.

Or deny it.

- You're rather impressive,

the way you sniffed out
the affair,

how you helped get to Corey
as a suspect.

- Like how
I know what you're doing?

You and Agent Clark
are in conflict over this case.

You want me to be your ally,
so you're buttering me up.

- Or I'm just flirting
with you.

[engine revving]

Gray roadster.

Matches the vehicle
that picked up Veronica.

- What are you doing?

- We're supposed
to be a couple.

I'm making it look good.

[tense music]

* *

[mechanical whirring]
- That's not a bug.

[whirring getting louder]

- Drone.

- Damn cops.

* *

[engine revving]

* *

[Marisa groans]
- Go, go, go!

.

[sirens wailing]

[engine revving]

[dramatic music]

- U-turn.
- A what?

- Trust me.
U-turn.

[tires squealing]

Whoa!

* *

Oh, man.
Uh, a left turn coming up.

Turn left.

* *

Oh, yeah.
Nice.

Okay, go straight.

* *

Here you go.
Left.

* *

Nice driving.

Okay, stop the car here
and block the road.

[tires squealing]

- Brace yourself.

* *

- Out of the car,
hands visible.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[dramatic music fading]

- All right, all right!

- How did you know where to go?

- Corey was
in fight-or-flight mode.

And people in amped-up,
hot states

tend to react by reflex,
which means,

in high-speed car chases,
Americans tend to turn right.

- So you guessed.

- He turned right.

[smooth upbeat music]

* *

- What are the reviews saying?
[groans]

- They're not worth reading.
[scoffs]

Studies show that online
reviews are self-selected

to be either highly positive
or highly negative,

with limited correlation
between ratings and quality.

- Except mine probably
say I was terrible

because I wasterrible.

- Damn.
[chuckling] One star?

[Rizwan groans]

- "How can someone
be both too loud

and entirely unintelligible?"

[chuckling]
Oh, that's just mean.

- Can we help you, Kylie?

- I was compiling
some code at home

and my computer got jammed

and Alec said
I could work here.

And he said he's expecting
some research from you

for the kidnapping case?

- Oh, I just sent it.

- You go, Hermione.

And he wants you to do the
lecture again this afternoon.

- Wait, what?
Again?

- Mm-hmm.
- No! That's an awful idea.

- Okay.
So you gave a crappy lecture.

You got bad reviews.

And now, my mad scientist
brother wants you to go again.

Look, if you bomb
a second time,

it won't be
the end of the world.

AIs will be
the end of the world.

And that's two,
three years away at least.

I'm just saying it's better
to live large and in charge

before the robots come,
because they're coming.

- Waiting for the singularity
is not the answer.

It's a good thing you're upset.
It means you care.

- Oh.
- Caring's good.

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- Good morning, Corey.

[tense music]

I thought I would see if you
were ready to talk yet.

- Got nothing to say.
All right?

You've got me here on squat.

Plus,
I can afford a good lawyer.

So you might as well just
let me go and avoid a lawsuit.

- Interesting
how Veronica drew you.

It's like she saw
your best self.

She trusted you.

Was that a mistake?

- I didn't know
she kept any of this.

- We searched your home
and your grow house.

She wasn't there,

but you're still our best
suspect in her kidnapping--

maybe even her murder.

- Whoa, whoa.

You think that
she might be dead?

- No one's seen her since you
picked her up at her house.

So either
you did something to her,

or you're our best hope
in finding her alive.

- Okay.

When she called me,

I thought she wanted
to get back together.

It turned out she just
wanted to borrow money.

- Money you made selling drugs?

That's why
she broke up with you.

You must have been angry.

- It wasn't like that.
Okay?

I just told her how I felt--
upset and used.

And by the end of it,
she actually apologized to me.

Then she texted somebody
for a ride and left my place.

- Who gave her the ride?

- No clue.

Honestly, I smoked a bowl
and went to bed.

- How much money
did she ask for?

- 200 Gs.

It was for NESD, the, uh,
New England School of Design.

It was some fancy
private art college.

She got accepted there,
which is a pretty big deal.

Her family couldn't get aid,

her father wouldn't let
her take out student loans,

so she came to me.

I said no and that was it.

- You knew about
her relationship

with the Akehurst family.

So maybe you thought
there was a different way

for you to make a bunch
of money for the both of you?

- Kidnapping?

Seriously,
why would I mess with that?

Okay? I'm literally
making bank selling stuff

that nobody gets busted for.

I don't need the drama.

- I'm beginning to worry

that we may have
overlooked a suspect.

Veronica.

- You think
she kidnapped herself?

- You heard Corey.

She's in desperate need
of money.

This could all be a scam
to fleece Ted Akehurst.

- The way he talks
about Veronica,

he still cares about her.

I think he's telling the truth.

- Then I defer
to your expertise.

- I told you you don't need
to flirt with me.

I'm on your side.
[Rose chuckles]

- Ever consider that you're a
handsome and intelligent man,

and that my flirting has
nothing to do with the case?

- You only think
I'm handsome because

you're standing
on my good side.

- Scars add character.

- Then I have
a lot of character.

- Mm.

- All hands--the father just
got a call from the kidnapper.

[phone chiming]
- Uh, a video call.

- Take it.

Hold the phone close,
back against the wall.

- Yeah.

- So they can't
see where you are.

- Uh-huh.

- [crying] Daddy?
- Hey, Veronica, baby.

Are you okay?
- [crying] Dad, I'm scared.

- Okay. Hey, tell me
where you are, huh?

Who took you?
How can I get you home?

- [crying]
I can't tell you anything.

I'm supposed to say
he knows about the FBI.

So you have to stop
working with them.

He wants his money
by sunrise tomorrow.

And if you don't follow
his instructions...

he's going to kill me.

- Okay--

[whimpering]
Wait.

.

- So you think
Veronica kidnapped herself?

- Veronica needs money
for school.

Corey said no.
Perhaps this was her solution.

If so,
Veronica is not in danger

and Trey can stop
putting together the ransom.

- Eh, Veronica didn't seem like
she was acting.

And she made it a point to call
out her kidnapper as a "he"--

one person, armed and male.

- But he didn't appear
on the screen.

He could have been an
accomplice or not exist at all.

- Okay.

Okay, that's crazy.

Alec, tell her that's crazy.

- [sighs] As theories go,
it is not without merit,

except Veronica's eyes.

In the video call,
they kept darting to one side,

especially when she mentioned
being shot or killed,

like she was looking at a gun.

I don't think
she can fake that.

- She wasn't faking anything.

If Veronica needed money from
me, all she had to do was ask.

- What are you talking about?

- I've always
supported Veronica's art,

emotionally and financially.

Canvases, paints,
life drawing classes,

the art camp that she went
to last summer.

Who do you think paid for that?

Because you didn't.

- You son of a--
- No!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- I saw that coming.

- Let me go!
- Keith!

Keith, remember what you said,
"I was the expert on mistakes."

You're making one right now.

Let's get some air.
Okay?

[Keith huffs[

- Oh, you should have
let me hit him!

Did you see the way
he lorded his money over me,

like I don't want
to give my daughter everything?

And his pet suit
blaming Veronica.

To hell with the both of them!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Getting angry in this
situation is natural,

but it isn't helping, bruh.

- You don't understand 'cause
you don't have children.

- You're right.

And I can't imagine
what you're going through.

But pushing Ted right now
is not a good idea.

- Veronica wouldn't need
a ransom if it wasn't for him.

Now, granted,
I may have forced her

to go to Corey
for that tuition money,

but do you really think anyone
would have kidnapped Veronica

if Ted wasn't in the picture?

- No, I actually don't.

Now, your wife used
to work with him.

From what you know,

is there anybody else who
feels about him the way you do?

- Anyone who's ever met him.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey, sweet one.
- Hey. You weren't lying.

Ted Akehurst
is a real piece of work.

He stiffs contractors,
pollutes the environment,

stabs investors in the back.

He is B-A-D, bad.

Now, here are a list of
the Ted haters I found so far.

Now, if you ask me,
some of them legit seem like

they might murder or kidnap
to get their way.

- Oh, which is a lot
more likely than Veronica

kidnapping herself.
- Mm-hmm.

- How do we narrow this down?

- $2.7 million
is super specific.

I can search the databases
at my jobs.

They might have
some information

that's not in public record,

see if Ted screwed somebody
out of that exact amount.

- Hold up.
Rewind.

"Jobs."
Plural.

- How else do you think
I pay for my product?

[Alec laughs]

- No, lots of techies have
multiple gigs these days.

It's no big deal.
I got three.

- Which explains
the texts and the calls.

- Mm.

My bosses are needy--
almost as needy as you.

[soft upbeat music]

- Professor, can we talk?

I wanted to apologize
for tanking my lecture.

- No need.

I kind of expected
your lecture to go badly.

I wanted to give it to you
anyway--and the next one.

- You're okay
with me being terrible?

- Don't tell anyone,

but Phoebe's first big lecture
was atrocious, so was mine.

- You were atrocious?

- [laughs] A big lecture hall
with a few hundred students,

half of whom don't
really want to be there?

Being terrible
is the likely outcome,

even a necessary one,
because...

science.

- When an experiment doesn't go
your way, that's information.

- Exactly.

You don't fail if you learn--
only if you stop.

So give the lecture.
Learn.

- Hmm.
[Rizwan exhales]

Nice pep talk.

I found something.

- Let's hear it.
- Mm.

According to this prospectus
I dug up,

Ted founded a company
to develop micro-solar panels.

But his startup had
a crazy high burn rate,

so he went looking
for a capital infusion

to the tune of $2.5 million.

- Which isn't far
from $2.7 million.

- Apparently,
if he doesn't get it,

his investors are going
to lose their shirts.

Maybe one of them figured
this is a way to stay afloat.

- I don't get it.

Ted Akehurst has
plenty of money.

Why not self-finance?
- It's a good question.

Wait.

Ted is Theodore Akehurst Jr.

This startup belongs
to Theodore Akehurst III,

his son Trey.

- Shoot.
Wrong Akehurst.

But same issue, though.

Why Trey go begging for money
when he has a rich-ass daddy?

- I'm betting
his rich-ass daddy said no,

which means Ted is willing
to give Veronica

whatever she wants but
won't do that for his own son.

You didn't get
the wrong Akehurst.

You got the right one.

- Rizwan,

pull every study we've ever
done on zero-sum bias.

- For the lecture?
- And for the case.

[energetic suspenseful music]

* *

[phone ringing]

* *

- Dinshaw here.
Ready for the exchange.

- Rose, it's Alec.

Do not do the drop.
Trey is the kidnapper.

Repeat, do not do the drop.

.

- Well, that was a disaster.

- Is Veronica okay?
- I hope so. I never saw her.

When Alec told me to cancel
the drop, I had to think fast.

I said I'd found tracking chips
hidden in the money.

I asked for them to reschedule.

- And the kidnapper bought it?
- He seemed to.

He was angry, but he said
he wouldn't hurt Veronica--yet.

Though, he did
move up the timeline.

We now have until midnight.
- Mm.

- You're sure this is Trey?

- We're sure.

- I pulled
Trey's phone records.

His cell phone has
been going on and off line

for the past two days.

When it's off,

it's completely signal-dead
like it's in a Faraday bag.

The downtimes match
with the ransom calls.

- So he bags his own phone
when dealing with Veronica,

then uses hers
to make ransom calls.

- Then there's
the ransom amount.

$2.7 million is
exactly what Trey needs

to keep his business afloat

plus what Veronica wants
for school.

- You make it seem
as if Trey and Veronica

are working together.
- Come on now. There's no way.

Veronica dumped Corey
for dealing drugs.

She'd never partake
in a fake kidnapping.

- I agree.

But I think that when Trey
came up with the idea,

he thought that Veronica
would go along with it.

That's where he came up
with the ransom number.

- That's the, um,
anchoring thing, right,

where one sets a--
a set price in their mind,

and it's tough to change it?

- Even after Veronica
refused to cooperate.

- You truly believe
Trey might kill Veronica?

They're very nearly
brother and sister.

- Unfortunately,
pseudo-sibling bonds

can also lead
to pseudo-sibling rivalries.

- I assume that
Trey picked up Veronica

after she argued with Corey.

- Something set him off.

Best guess,
she floated the idea

of getting the money from Ted
just two days after his father

refused to bail out
his startup.

- That would have made
Trey angry, jealous, wronged.

- Exactly.

Because the classic
sibling rivalry

is fueled by
a predictable irrationality

called zero-sum bias.

Zero-sum bias is the misbelief
that non-material resources

like love, respect,
even good grades

are finite
such that if one person wins,

then another one has to lose.

The worst part
about zero-sum bias

is that it can make
a situation

where everyone could win
into a cutthroat competition,

making win-win into win-lose.

- Today, we're going
to talk about zero-sum bias.

But first, prizes.

We have gifts for everyone
who did well on the last quiz.

Party streamers.

[streamers pop]
Whoo.

Rondo, A-minus.
You get a prize.

Morales, A.
One for you.

Starks, A-minus.
Catch.

Nice.

Now it's Wu's turn.
We've had three As.

So who thinks
Wu will also get a prize?

[indistinct murmuring]
Only 20%.

And the correct answer is...

Wu also got an A.
[chuckles and applause]

Streamers!
[laughter]

And that's zero-sum bias.

You made the mistake of
believing the first three As

meant there wouldn't
be a fourth,

but the truth is most
of you did great.

So streamers for everyone.

[indistinct murmuring]

- Now, for families,

zero-sum bias
can make children believe

that their parents' love
is a limited resource

and the more one child gets,

the less there is
for anyone else.

In Trey's eyes, Veronica
stole his father's love.

- We believe that Trey just
did this spur-of-the-moment

after he picked up Veronica,

which means that
she knows who took her.

- Then even if he gets
the money, he can't let her go.

[Alec sighs]

- Please, we need to
find her before it's too late.

- He's right.
We don't have much time.

When Trey took Veronica,
he was in a hot state.

If we go back to the place
where he picked her up,

do you think you can determine
where he would have gone,

like what you did with Corey?

- Maybe, but Onancock's
a long way.

- Wait.
Corey lives in Onancock?

That's on Cape Charles, right?
- Yeah, half way up on the 13.

- [sighs] This is Rose.
Call me back.

It's urgent.

- What's wrong?

- I did some preliminary
security workups

to Trey's company,

including on a vacant factory
in Sheraton.

- That's a straight shot
down the 13 from Onancock.

We should check it out.

- Unfortunately,
after Alec called,

I called Ted and shared with
him our suspicions about Trey.

Now his phone's going
straight to voicemail.

And he knows about
the factory in Sheraton.

- Everything Trey's done was

triggered
by his father's rejection.

And Veronica said
Trey has a gun.

We need to get to that
factory before Ted does.

- I'll meet you downstairs.
- Yeah.

[tense music]

* *

- Please just let me go.

I won't tell anyone it was you.
Please.

- I wish I could believe you,

but you're terrible
at keeping secrets.

You told everyone
about the affair, including me.

You won't be able
to stop yourself

from telling your
psycho father what I did--

or mine.

[door slams]
[Veronica gasps]

Who's there?

[handgun hammer clicks]
Show yourself!

[door slams]

- Trey.

What are you doing?

Veronica, are you all right?
[Veronica sobbing]

- Get away from her.

[Ted sighs]

[thunder rumbling]

* *

[gunshot]

.

- Stop, or I'll shoot her!

- I just came to talk.

I feel like what's
happening here is my fault.

I'd have gotten here sooner,
but, you know,

there was so much snow.

- Snow?
It's not snowing.

- Sorry, Eddy.
I stand corrected.

- My name's Trey!

- What is he doing?

- He's using absurdism.

He's saying weird things
to force Trey to correct him

and ground himself in reality.

It's a way to puncture
his hot state.

- Right.
You're Trey.

Your father's Ted.

And your sister's Virginia.

- Her name is Veronica,
and she's not my sister!

- Great.
We agree on the facts.

She's not your sister.

You shot your father
and he's bleeding to death.

Also, Agent Clark
is just beyond that door.

And there's more FBI
on the way.

So let's look at your options.

You could try to kill
everyone else here,

but Agent Clark
is a really good shot.

And the only reason
she hasn't taken you out yet

is I asked her to let us talk.

So if you choose that path,
you get shot and/or arrested.

You lose.

- That's my only choice.

And there's no other way.

- But that's not true.

There's always a way to improve
even the worst situation.

What does the best outcome
look like for you, Trey?

- I get the money.
And I get away.

- Not realistic.

We need to think
of the best possible options.

Besides, the money's
not what you want anyway.

You want your father's love.

That's your win.

You thought Veronica
stole it from you,

but love's not
a limited resource.

Think about this.

When your father knew that
Veronica was in trouble,

he hired Rose.

He delegated.

What did he do when
he thought you were in trouble?

- He came here himself?

[sobbing]
And I shot him.

I didn't mean to do this.

I didn't mean
to do any of this.

- I know.

And now you know
that your father loves you.

[Trey breathing shakily]

- If he and Veronica live,
you'll find a way through this.

But if your father dies,
you go to prison,

maybe even for the rest
of your life.

And you lose his love forever.

So please, Trey,
put the gun down.

[tense music]

* *

[Ted breathing wheezily]

[Veronica sobbing softly]

Put the gun down.

[Ted shuddering and panting]

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- Mom! Dad!
- Veronica!

Come here, come here.
- [sobbing] Oh, my God.

- Come here. Are you okay?
Huh?

[Veronica sobbing]
Okay, okay.

- Oh, my God.

- I'm no expert, but that
looks like a win-win-win.

You should let me buy you
a fancy dinner to celebrate.

I'll expense it to Ted.

- You want to learn more
about zero-sum bias?

- Among other things.

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Congratulations.

You got her back,
and no one died.

- Yeah, sometimes you win.

- Maybe this is
the start of a streak.

I came to tell you the
church bomber, Wes Banning,

finally responded
to your interview requests.

He's agreed to talk.

[Marisa chuckles softly]

* *

[elevator bell rings]

- "Adequate."
Three stars.

"Fun, actually."
Four stars.

"Kinda interesting."
Three stars.

- It's still not great.

- Better, though.
Better is good.

- The giveaway
totally primed them.

Thanks for that.

Honestly,
I wasn't expecting your help.

- Because sibling rivalry?

- Mm-hmm.
[chuckles]

- Look, I'll admit I can
be prone to zero-sum bias.

But we study biases
in order to overcome them.

We're a team.
We win or lose together.

- Almost sounds like
you believe that.

- Yeah, I almost do.

[soft upbeat music]

* *

- Dr. Mercer.

- Keith.

- Hey, uh, sorry to bother you.

But I made this for you
as a thank you.

- Wow.
This is beautiful.

Hey, I tell you what.
I'll trade you.

You didn't get
your signed book.

- Oh.

- So I take it
by this beautiful gift

that things are well
now that Veronica is home?

- She's been through a lot,
but kids are resilient.

None of this
would have happened

if I hadn't
screwed things up with her.

- Well, you projected your
perceived failures onto her.

- Mm.

And I see now I have to let
her make her own mistakes.

- Sadly--
[sighs]

Mistakes are often
the best ways to learn.

- [laughs] Then Tara and I have
learned a lot over the years.

- Mm.

- It's good you called out
the affair.

It helps us to remember
where we went wrong.

And where we went right.

- Sir.

- Ah.
[chuckles]

Wow.

Hey, why didn't you
and Agent Clark have kids?

You'd be a great dad.
[laughter]

- We weighed the pros and cons.

And the whole endeavor
seemed...

entirely irrational.

- Ooh, it is.
[laughter]

I mean, having Veronica
derailed our lives.

- Mm.
- I abandoned my art.

Ended up resenting Tara,
which led to the affair.

But, mm, I wouldn't
trade Veronica for the world.

- Mm, heard that.

- Mm-hmm.
[chuckles]

* *

- * Run to the rock *

* The rock was a-melting *

both: * Run to the rock *

* The rock was a-melting *

* Run to the rock *
[rhythmic snapping]

* The rock was a-melting *

* All on that day *

- Oh, somebody
is in a good mood!

- Mm-hmm.

Crawdad dinner for my brother
because your sister loves you.

- Wait a minute.
[Kylie chuckles]

Your computer is off.
Your phone's not buzzing.

- Mm-hmm.
- What happened?

- Rizwan happened.

You know, when I saw

how freaked out he was
over those bad reviews,

I realized he really cares
about what he does.

And I want to care, too.

So maybe I can stop
having to choose

between work and my happiness.

He'll find the right job.

I can have both.

- Win-win.
- Mm-hmm.

So I quit my jobs.

- All of them?

- Working three jobs made it
so I could save a nice pile

and gave me enough time
to figure out

what color my parachute is.

- Mm.

- Meantime, you owe me
a Benji for groceries.

- It's worth it.
- [laughs]

- You doubled the spices?

- Of course
I doubled the spices.

Who you talking to?
[laughter]

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- Agent Clark,
author of all my troubles.

- You're a serial bomber.

That's the cause
of your troubles.

I'm just the one
who caught you.

I hear you're ready
to make a full confession?

- Cassette tape-recorder.

I like that.
Keeping it old-school.

- It stops the defense
from arguing

that your confession
is digitally altered.

[button clicks]

Subject, Wes Banning.
Interviewer, Marisa Clark.

Session one.

Any time you're ready.

- Straight to it then.

- Mm.

- It was me.

I bombed the Methodist Church,
April 2002.

There was a big boom
and then fire.

I like fire.

13 dead.
Will that suffice?

- You worked alone?

- Of course.

Check my grade school
report cards.

"Does not work or play well
with others."

- For over a decade,
you refused to admit anything.

Then right when
you can walk free, you confess.

First the parole hearing,
now this.

Why the change of heart?

- Say I found religion.

Say I don't want to sin again.

- I was at that hearing.

You said all the right things
until someone walked in.

Someone I didn't see.

Then you changed your story.

Who was it?

What do they have over you?

- [chuckles]
A dangerous mystery man.

[chuckles] That's--

that's quite the fabulation.

- Or you're covering
for an accomplice.

Maybe he was the one that

drove that stolen FedEx van
that you used to get away.

- I drove the FedEx van.

I'm a lone wolf.

- It wasn't a FedEx van.

[tense music]

* *

And you would know that
if you had been at that church.

You may have made that bomb,
but you didn't plant it.

Did you?
- It was me.

It was all me.

- Then describe
the getaway vehicle.

Color, company logo.

- Guards!
- Anything.

- Get me out of here.
I'm done.

* *

[shackles clicking]

* *

- End session.
[door clanks]

[button clicks]

[Marisa sighs]