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(panting)

And the evil witch
peered inside the oven

and that's when Gretel pushed
her in and locked the door.

And then Hansel and Gretel
were free.

No, Dad,
you're telling it wrong.

Excuse me?

Gretel locked the oven.

The evil witch screamed!

The flames

melted her face off.

Her bones were

sticking out.

And her guts were hanging.

And then...

she died.

Michelle.

(laughs)

Really?
What?

That's the way Grandpa tells it.

Grandpa and I are gonna
have to have a little chat.

Will you ask him
something for me?

Sure. What do you
want me to ask him?

Is he mad at me?

Why-why would he be mad at you?

I don't know.

He hasn't come over in a while.

Um...

Grandpa's sick.

What kind of sick?

The kind of sick that...

it just, it makes it
hard for him

to do the things
that he used to.

We should bring him
Mom's chicken soup.

That'll make him better.

I couldn't get anything off
this phone, Agent Pierce.

We need Daniel Krumitz.

KRUMITZ:
Sausage, onions.

olives, jalapenos.

What?
What do you mean

you can only do eight toppings?

Well that policy's
unacceptable, Lloyd.

Daniel Krumitz?

Uh...

I got to call
you back, Lloyd.

Yeah.

Oh, shoot.

Agent Rosalyn Pierce.

Richmond Field Office.

FBI Violent Crime Squad.

You're... you're Daniel Krumitz?

Yes. Yes. Yes, I am.

(clears throat)

Krummy. No, Krumitz.
Yeah.

Uh, there are
two kids

missing in Richmond, Virginia,

and I need your help.

I hear you have
the best hands in the FBI.

Ready?
Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

Remind me why
we're doing this again?

Because in social settings,

first impressions
are often formed

in as little
as a tenth of a second.

Okay.
So we're gonna
count to three.

One,

two...

three.

Lose the tie.
Too formal.

You look lovely.

Thanks.

No tie, okay, all right.

You're nervous?
Just a little bit.

I haven't had a
first date since...

Watergate.
(laughs)

Do you have an opening line?

I do. Um... It's very
nice to meet you.

You look even more beautiful
than your-your profile picture.

A little on the nose.

Okay, I can work
on that. Uh, you?

What about your opening line?

(inhales)
Haven't thought about it.

Uh, Director Silver,

this shrimp cocktail's
delicious.

but, shellfish aside,

I'd like to talk about
a little extra funding

for Cyber to catch Python.

Yeah. I-I think

shrimp cocktail's
a little too soon.

You know, I'd wait till
he had a few drinks in him

before you bring up
our most notorious hacker.

(chuckles)
Hmm.

RYAN:
Those two are leaving

in different elevators.
They never used to do that.

They are dating.

Really, two black hats dating--

doesn't that violate the
deal they had with the FBI?

Well, technically.

But look at it from their side.

Everyone they know
is a black hat.

I've cut them off
from all their friends.

They only have each other.

So what are you gonna do,
let 'em off the hook?

Everyone deserves to get laid.

As far as breaking rules,

we'll cross that bridge
if we get to it.

I'm not sure
they're gonna make it.

Nelven is a very improbable
match. They're too alike.

Nelven?

Nelven.

Nelson, Raven,
Nelven?

Oh, you're doing the, uh,

the Brangelina,
Bennifer thing.

The Kimye thing.

Now who, uh, who's that?

PIERCE:
It's like surgery.

You really do
have the magic touch.

Shh.

Just listen.

I don't hear anything.

Well, it's probably too subtle

for your untrained ear...

but she's talking to me.

The missing boys
are 12 and ten.

This phone is our
strongest lead.

We found it submerged in a
fountain about three hours ago.

AMBER Alerts and bolos
have been a dead end.

There.
Let's see what we've got.

Looks like I have

some image files.

Whoa, whoa.

What the hell
was that?

Jacob and Luke Sullivan.

12 and ten years old.

Agent Pierce, what time
did the boys go missing?

So, neighbor
saw them come home

at 3:00, mom got home at 4:00

and they were gone.

Any sign of forced entry?

No. Local PD checked
with friends and relatives.

No one's seen
or heard from them.

This is
the image

I pulled off
of Luke Sullivan's phone.

She's called
Red Crone.

She's an Internet

horror meme that's gone viral
in the last six months.

Apparently

kids are obsessed
with her.
So

the crone is an archetype
in folklore--

an old woman with
supernatural powers.

Every culture has one.

Well, this picture is actually
a digital steganography exploit.

Someone hid
malicious code

inside the pixels
of the JPEG.

Luke's phone was infected
with malware

Now the boys are gone.

Where'd the JPEG come from?

I ran an
image search

and it led me to a forum
for Red Crone.

RYAN:
Looks like the content

is user-generated by fans.

Do we know
who created the Red Crone?

Well, there is
no single author.

Someone took the folklore
character and added

one detail, then other fans
added more details,

until she became a
viral sensation.

Her entire mythology's
user-generated.

Krumitz,

scroll down to earlier posts,

around 3:00 P.M.

Wait, stop.

Go back.

That's them.
That's Jacob and Luke.

This is it. We're finally
going to meet Red Crone.

We're the chosen ones.

We're all packed.
We know the way.

I guess this is good-bye.

Red Crone,
if you're listening...

see you soon.

Look how excited they are.

These really think they're going
to meet a real person.

Yeah, but the Red Crone
is fictional.

We need to be worried
about who those boys

are really gonna go meet.

(woman shrieking)

¶ I know you've deceived me,
now here's a surprise ¶

¶ I know that you have, 'cause
there's magic in my eyes ¶

¶ I can see
for miles and miles ¶

¶ I can see for miles
and miles ¶

¶ I can see
for miles and miles ¶

¶ And miles... ¶

¶ Oh, yeah. ¶

(panting)

Hey, where are you at with
the malware on Luke's phone?

When Luke saved this creepy
photo to his phone,

an executable downloaded an app
without him even knowing.

RAMIREZ:
What does the app do?

I don't know yet.
Downloading it now.

Huh, looks like Jacob and Luke
were heavy users

of the Red Crone fan site.

Oh, check this out.
Yeah.

There's a huge spike
of activity

in Richmond
over the last month.

Lots of posts of
sightings of Red Crone.

A cemetery...

flour mill,

an abandoned hotel.

(computer beeps)
Oh!

Here we go.

The app is done loading.

Let's see.

Oh, it's an app

called Eye Of Red Crone.

It's just a viewfinder.

Makes everything
black and white,

adds a horror effect.

It's a camera filter.

Like the ones on Instagram.

Yeah, but there's no button
for taking photos.

So the malware forced
Luke's phone to download

an app that's
a camera filter?

Why have a camera filter
if you can't take a photo?

Red Crone,
if you're listening,

see you soon.

It just doesn't
make sense.

I... this doesn't
sound like my boys.

They wouldn't just
run away like this.

And where are they going?

We're not sure,
but we're gonna find out.

Have your boys ever mentioned
Red Crone before?

No. I mean, I don't know.

They're... they're
always talking about

this character and that
from their...

their games and their apps.

We shouldn't have
gotten them those phones.

Mrs. Sullivan, You didn't
do anything wrong.

All right?
I have a ten-year-old myself,

a daughter. And her mom and I
are having the same conversation

right now. Half the kids
in her class have cell phones.

We're going to
find your boys.

Avery, look at that.

Could be a map or directions

or something. Uh, Mrs. Sullivan,
do you have a printer?

Uh, yes, it's over there.
(phone buzzes)

Excuse me, this
is my husband.

KAREN:
Hi. Do you have any news?

(Karen continues
conversing, indistinctly)

KAREN:
Yeah. Can I come out there?

KAREN:
Okay. Yeah, they're here.

(phone ringing,
Karen continues talking)

Hello?

Y-Yes?

Wha... He what?

Yes, I-I... I understand

your slots are limited. Uh...

I will do that. Thank you.

Is everything all right?

My dad.

I lined up the best clinic,
the best doctors,

and he doesn't show up

for his first
radiation treatment.

Elijah, I'm so sorry.

It's...

This was the last thing
on the printer cache.

It doesn't look like a map,
it looks like an invitation.
Yeah.

"You've been chosen.

Enter the wilderness
if you dare."

Well, if the boys were headed
into the "wilderness,"

why did they find
Luke's phone

at a fountain in Richmond?
(sighs)

Well, this is the last known
location of Jacob and Luke.

According to cell tower data,
both their phones

dropped off the network
right here around 6:00 p.m.

So Luke's phone
was recovered...

from the fountain.

Right? What...
what about Jacob's?

Oh, Agent Pierce
and her team searched

the entire area--
they never found it.

RUSSELL:
Pull up a photo

of Luke's phone.

Are you gonna...

Yeah. Yep,
yep, yep.
O... kay.

Okay, let me, uh...

All right.

Don't get that wet,
don't get that wet.

You're such a worrywart,
you know that?

I won't.

Looks like Luke's phone
collided with the cement...

right there.

You know, it's too hard to tell
from these crime scene photos

if there was
a struggle.

Well, according
to Luke's call history,

he tried to call his mom seconds
before his phone went dead.

But the call never went through.

Okay, so what...

what do we know?
Luke and Jacob left their house,

travelled three miles

to get to this spot,
and then...

something happened.

Somebody wanted
to take those boys offline.

And it worked.

¶ ¶

When is a viewfinder
not a viewfinder?

RAVEN:
Just got a text from Elijah.

Elijah wants us to figure out
who sent the invitation

to the boys.

The printer cache
said it was printed

directly off
the Red Crone fan site.

(tapping keyboard)

Oh, it just keeps auto-focusing
like crazy.

RAVEN:
That's what cameras do.

Yeah, but it's not a camera,
remember?

(electronic chime)
It's like it's searching
for something.

Oh, here we go--
I think I found it.

A link of the invitation

was sent directly to Jacob
in the comments section

by someone with
the handle:

Crone805.

"To fulfill your destiny,

you must view the world
through my eyes."

Okay, hold on.

"View the world
through my eyes."

And the app's called
Eye of Red Crone?

Mm-hmm.

Eye of Red Crone.

That's it! Nelson...
Okay, I think we're supposed

to hold up the viewfinder
to the invitation.

All right.

(wings flapping, echoing scream)

NELSON (chuckles):
Snap! Look...

It's not a viewfinder.

It's a decoder.

What do you got, Krummy?

Nelson said our target
preprogrammed this decoder app

with certain
trigger images.

Now, the decoder constantly
searches for these images
until it finds one,

and when it does, it
decodes a secret message.

Does the trigger image
have to be on a piece of paper,

like the invitation?
No, no. It can
be anything.

It can be a drawing, a symbol,
an object-- pretty much...

any two-dimensional

or three-dimensional object
in the real world.

RUSSELL:
So when Jacob

and Luke launched this app
at their house

and then focused
on the invitation here,

Mm-hmm.
they came up with...

the riddle.

RUSSELL/KRUMITZ/RYAN:
Whoa.

"If you're truly a chosen one,
go to where the serpents feed.

"Stand with your feet
at the water's edge,

and they will
show you the way."

So... serpent.

Right?

This is Serpent Ridge Fountain.

This is a famous landmark.

This is why the boys came here.
If the app

is telling Jacob and Luke
where to go...
RUSSELL: Right.

the next trigger image
should be... right here.

RYAN: Here,
Krumitz, try this.

KRUMITZ:
Elijah, nothing's happening.

No.

The trigger image isn't here.

Pull up the fan site.

Search the Red Crone
mythology for key words.

Chosen one.

Water's edge.

Serpent.

Okay, the chosen ones are the
children who Red Crone invites

to join her
in her mansion in the woods.

Water's edge refers
to the lake

Red Crone and her
children would go to

to watch the sunset.
All right, wait a minute.

Sunset.

You know, maybe it has to be
sunset for the decoder to work.

Change the internal
clock on the tablet

so that it thinks
it's sunset.

It's now 6:03 p.m.

Guys, it's working!

"Touch my hand
if you have the courage

to be invisible.
No cheating."

(beep)
It puts the tablet
in airplane mode.

Clever. Makes
the kids untraceable.

Invisible to anybody
who wants to find them.

That's also why Jacob's phone

went off the network
with Luke's.

What about Luke's phone?

Why did it end up
in the fountain?

Well, Luke
tried to call

his mother
moments before the phone died.

He wouldn't be able to do that
in airplane mode.

A phone not in airplane
mode is cheating.

So Luke was breaking the rules.

Maybe the boys argued about it.

What are you doing?
Calling Mom.
I want to go home.

No. That's cheating!

Okay, there's...
there's another page.

Check this out.

"Follow the blackbird
to where the bodies lie.

"If you listen closely,

a young blood cries."

"Bodies lie."
"Young blood cries."

MUNDO:
Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.
Look at that.

It always points
the same direction.

It's a compass.
The blackbird tells the boys

what direction to go, and...

I guess the riddle
tells them where to stop.

This is a virtual treasure hunt.

But the prize at the end
isn't treasure.

It's a trap.

RYAN:
Elijah!

KRUMITZ:
"Follow the blackbird
to where the bodies lie.

If you listen closely,
a young blood cries."

This is it--
where... where the bodies lie.

RUSSELL:
First a fountain,
now a cemetery.

These kids are being lured
with this treasure hunt.

Willingly lured.
They're "legend tripping."

(birds cawing)

They think
they're on a ghost hunt

to prove
an urban legend is real.

What do we know
about Crone805?

Raven said he's
behind all the posts

about Red Crone sightings
in Richmond.

He anonymized his handle
using a VPN.

A virtual private network
that's untraceable, right?

So at least we know our
target is text-savvy.

Savvy-ish.

He didn't write the exploit
that put malware

on Luke's phone-- Russian
hackers have been selling it

on the Deep Web
for a hundred bucks.

Well, that means
he's a script kiddie,

not a true black hat.

Krumitz, let's search
this side, see if we can
find that trigger image.

Look at this.

I was looking at the art
that our target posted

on this... this fan site.

I mean, it's disturbing,
yes, but it's...

clearly done
with a sophisticated hand.

I think maybe we're looking
for an artist.

An artist and a predator.

Likely male.
He's trolling the sites,

searching
for local kids

who are obsessed with Red Crone.

Selected Jacob and Luke...

and tricked them

into becoming his...
unknowing victims.

A problem, this...

this fan site is
a virtual attractive nuisance.

It has hidden hazards

that... that are
attracting these kids.

Anyplace with
unsupervised kids is a...

magnet for pedophiles.

¶ ¶

(phone vibrating)

(phone continues vibrating)

Hello?

I-I can't.

I-It's my day off.

No, I have plans today.

Okay.

Okay, fine.

(sighs):
Yeah, I'll-I'll be there.

(sighs heavily)

(birds cawing)

MUNDO:
Krumitz!

The riddle said something
about "young blood."

Look at the numbers
on that grave.

It's the grave of a child.

Ooh.

Avery?
We found it.

"Along with your blood,
it's your soul I crave.

"Leave a token of your loyalty

to prove you're brave."

Token of loyalty.

Guys, we got blood.
RUSSELL: Where?

RYAN:
Ooh, looks fresh.

Ooh.
Okay.

This is a... hyperspectral lens.

Can measure the oxygen level

in blood.

Can tell you

within a five-minute window

how long blood...
has been outside of the body.

(shutter clicks)

(burbling)

(rapid beeping)

His blood's
less than an hour old.

All right, that means Jacob and
Luke can't be that far ahead.

RYAN:
Elijah, look, a blood trail.

(shutter clicks)

There's some blood. Here.

(whimpering)
It's okay. It's okay.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

My name's Avery.
What's your name?

(crying and gasping)

Timmy. Elijah,
call the paramedics.

Timmy?

Timmy, okay, I'm gonna put
some pressure on this, okay?

I'm gonna hold your hand up,

I'm gonna get you
to a doctor, Timmy.
No.

No, I have to keep going!

I need to make it to the end!

Yeah, settle down, settle down.

I'm gonna stay
right here with you.

It's okay. Where are you going?

To go meet Red Crone?

Timmy, what makes you think
Red Crone is real?

People talk about her online.

They've seen her.

And she sent me a present.

A present?

An app... on my phone.

It popped up like magic.

She chose me.

Have you seen any other kids
on this treasure hunt?

No.

Has anyone else spoken
to you about Red Crone?

No. I have
to keep going.

No, no, no.
I'm the Chosen One.

I'm the...
Honey, shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh, shh.

Honey, honey, okay.
Shh, shh. Let's get...
(crying)

(garbled radio transmission)

I'm worried, D.B.

Timmy was invested to that
legend to the point of delusion.

They're not just fans,
they're fanatics.

We need to shut
this site down.

The riddle is asking them to
leave a token of their loyalty.

If they have to prove
their devotion at each step,

they'll grow more and more
indoctrinated along the way.

He's brainwashing them.

And if they're required
to physically hurt themselves

this early on,
imagine what they'll be required

to do when they reach the end.

I found additional
blood at the gravestone.

It was dried.

If it belongs to
either Jacob or Luke,

then they're further
ahead than we thought.

How much further?
Eight hours.

Eight hours?! Who knows

how many steps there are
to this treasure hunt?

We don't have time
to play this sick game.

We have to skip to the end now.

This app is sophisticated.

And it puts phones
in airplane mode,

killing GPS and cell reception.

Yeah, but the game and
internal compass keeps running.

No clues as to Jacob and Luke's
location on FriendAgenda.

Raven, who's Henry?

I... I'm sorry.
Did you go through my phone?

No.
Did you hack it?

No, I just seen a text
pop up on your screen.

Oh, okay, so you did
go through my phone.

No, it was unlocked.
It right in front of me.

Thought it was
Elijah texting again.

Okay, well, that text
is private, Nelson.

It's none of your business.

Oh, yeah?
'Cause the last time I checked,

we was all up
in each other's business.

(door creaks open)

(man coughing)

When I was analyzing
the code for the app,

I found a bunch of
leftover dead code.

I mean, our target
built his treasure hunt

off the framework
of another app.

So Avery was right.

He is just a script kiddie.

He found an app that had all
the functionalities he wanted--

a game called Panda Pavilion.

Then wrote code on top of it.

Look at what happens
when I activate

the paths to the dead code.

Did you contact the developers
of Panda Pavilion?

Yup, but get this.

They only sold 34 downloads

because there was a competing
app that was way more popular.

So basically,
our target knocked off

a cheap and unpopular knock-off.

Which is good for us.

Our target has
to be one of the 34 people

who downloaded that app.

He had to pay for it somehow.

Well, maybe
that's where he made a mistake.

He could have used
his personal credit cards.

That should get us
his name and address.

Yeah, you're right.

I'm on it.

KRUMITZ: I imaged
Oliver Crispin's computer.

Found a ton of media files, but

no child pornography.

Look where he
keeps his supplies.

He's left-handed--
a common trait among pedophiles.

These children--
their images, their eyes--

they're almost too innocent.

MUNDO:
They're all wearing nightgowns.

It's creepy.

That's part of the mythology.

The fire
in the orphanage happened

in the middle of the night.

Look at this perspective.

Oliver is viewing the world
through the child's eyes.

It's a subconscious

attempt to identify
with their innocence.

He's a non-contact pedophile.

Non-contact?
It's likely he's never

physically acted on his urges.

He's been able
to suppress them for a long time

using his art and his
fantasies as an outlet.

Then what's the point
of the treasure hunt?

Clearly, he's luring Luke
and Jacob to do something.

No, he's planning to act.

To lose his virginity,
so to speak.

He has fixated on this
moment for a long time.

The treasure hunt
is his foreplay.

It's sick.

Guys like this should be
put down like dogs.

Hey, guys?

Oliver's a court illustrator,
and I just found this e-mail.

"Preliminary hearing has been
moved to Courtroom B." 3:00 p.m.

3:35. He's in court
right now.
Go.

Okay, everyone,
let's call it a day.

Court's adjourned

until 9:00 a.m. tomorrow.

FBI.

WOMAN:
Oh.
FBI.

Oh.
Oh, sorry.

Hey!

Elevator.
Easy, man.

FBI.

(door creaks open)

Raven, our target's on the move.

Put out a BOLO,
and an APB on his car.

Are we tracking his cell phone?

His cell plan was
recently canceled.

If he has a phone,
it's a burner.

Look, Elijah,

Krumitz sent me what he imaged
from Oliver's home computer.

I found photos of five trigger
images for his treasure hunt.

I analyzed
the metadata and pulled

GPS coordinates for all of them.

RAVEN:
Okay, we mapped them out.

The boys are headed
to Stony Creek State Park.

MUNDO: Guys, that's

a pretty big park.
NELSON:
Yeah, I know but

we're stuck. The decoder doesn't
work on the last trigger image.

It should be giving us a
blackbird and riddle that leads

to the final location where

the target's meeting the kids,
but it's not working.

What's the image?
It's an eye carved in a tree.

We have the GPS coordinates, but
that's as far as we can get you.

All right, send the coordinates.
We'll just have to go there

and figure things out
on the ground.

(siren blaring)

All right, this is the spot.

We're looking for this image
carved into a tree.

Take those, pass them around.

(overlapping chatter)

What?

The cracks in the bark,
and look at the carving.

See that white right there?
That's fungus.

This tree has oak wilt.

It's rotting
from the inside out.

All right,
we're looking for a...

a tree with a lot of

dead leaves on it.

Got anything?

Right there, that's it.

It's got dead leaves.

(indistinct radio
communication)

MAN:
Yeah, over there.

MAN:
Down this gulley?

MAN 2: Well, go ahead
check it out.

MAN 3:
Check your perimeter.

Hey, guys?

MAN: Come on, guys!
Over here!

It's one of their hats.

The boys have been here.

(sighs)
Okay.

MAN: Tell them
to come back!

Krumitz, here! Here! Here.

(panting)

MAN:
Keep your eyes open!
It's in this area!

RYAN:
You got it!

"Welcome to the wilderness.
You're almost there.

"I can sense your
soul around me.

Come to my playground
if you dare."

Nelson?

All right, Avery, I'm here.

I see your location
on the satellite.

The new compass heading
is one-nine-five.

Do you see any
structures on that path?

Uh...

Looks like
an abandoned schoolhouse.

I'm sending the coordinates now.

Let's get this son of a bitch.
New coordinates. SWAT on me.

MAN:
Copy that.
MAN 2:
Bring 'em in.

(sighs)

(breathing loudly)

(exhales loudly)

All right, go!

Go!
MAN (over radio):
We're a half mile out on that.

(breathing loudly)

WOMAN (over radio):
...location, guys. Location.

(crying)

(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct chatter)
(gasps)

Go! go!

(indistinct shouting)

MAN:
Clear!

FBI!
FBI!
Clear!

Clear!
Clear!

(knocking)

(door creaks open)

Jacob, Luke.

Hi.

Hi.

Red Crone is waiting for you.

What the hell happened?
They should be here.

Nelson, are there
any other structures

along the current heading?

No, the schoolhouse is the
only one for the next 18 miles.

Expand the search area
in all directions.

Look for any structures

within a five-mile radius
of the trigger image.

Cross-reference
property records.

Look for something, anything,

that can be
our target's hideout.

D.B., Krumitz,

we missed something.

Go back to the trigger image,
decode it again.

Anything?

I'm getting the same thing,
Avery.

Something is not right.

We missed something.

Maybe it's the riddle, or maybe
we're looking at this wrong.

Maybe we just need
to slow down here, you know,

and-and think like a kid, okay?

We need to think
like a kid.

MAN:
Keep your eyes open.

Wait a minute.
I have an idea.

Look at that.

KRUMITZ:
Holy crap.

It just changed.

RUSSELL:
"Welcome to the wilderness,

"be afraid of the night.
I can sense your soul around me.

Search the woods
for red light."

Avery...

there are two riddles,
one for adults

and one for kids,

depending on the-the tilt
of the tablet.

The decoder's using the tablet's
gyroscope to distinguish

between an adult
perspective and a kid's.

NELSON:
That's why I couldn't get it
to work.

I had the decoder
at the wrong angle.

Oliver did this on his last
trigger image as a safeguard.

To throw adults off his trail.

MUNDO:
To throw law enforcement
off the trail.

AVERY:
What is the new

compass heading?

Two-seven-zero.

75 degrees off the old heading.

It's an old theater.

Used to be part of a resort

that closed down in the '70s.

Send me the coordinates.

(trilling)

It's about a half hour away.

Elijah!

Elijah! Wait for backup!
(engine starts)

Come on, move out!

(creaking)

(door creaking)

Elijah!

Wait for backup!
(panting)

Oliver Crispin, FBI.
Keep your hands
where I can see them.

(grunting)

Where are the kids?

(grunting, panting)

Jacob, Luke,
you okay?

Did he hurt you?

No.

My name's Elijah.
I'm here to help.

Stay right where you are.
Be right back.

CRISPIN:
It was just a game.

I just wanted to scare them.
I wasn't gonna hurt them.

They wanted to play.
They wanted it!

(grunts)

They wanted it!

(grunting, panting)

(panting)

What did you say?

They wanted it.

(grunts)

In the bathroom.

(grunts)

You son of a bitch.

Elijah! Where are the boys?

There.

Okay. It's-it's okay, it's okay.
You're gonna be okay.

You're safe. It's okay.

I'm Agent Avery Ryan.
I'm here to take you home.

(boys crying)

(distant siren whooping)

(indistinct radio
communication)

MAN (over radio):
Hey, uh, I'm gonna be here
another 15.

Do me a favor.

Then I'm gonna show you
something really cool.

Cut it in half.

There you go. Nice.

All right,
I'm gonna put this here and...

I asked you
to cut this in half.

What's wrong with you?

You're supposed to cut it in
half-- is there something wrong
WOMAN: Jacob!

with your scissors? What...
Luke!

Mom!
Mom!

Dad!
Dad!

(crying)

JACOB: I'm so glad
you're here.

(indistinct radio communication)

Agent Pierce?

It's Daniel Krumitz.

(chuckles)
I got good news.

The boys are safe.
We caught the guy.

Yeah. Yeah.

No, no, no. You don't have to...

Dinner?

Me?

This is Daniel Krumitz.
You know that, right?

(chuckles)

I do have the magic touch.
(chuckles)

Pizza sounds great.

Krumitz.

You crossed a line
tonight.

You didn't wait
for backup. You put

yourself in danger.

(scoffing)

You're going through something,
Elijah. I get that.

But working out your aggression
on the job is not an option.

That's not what
happened here tonight.

I made sure that
those kids were safe.

And our target, he
got what he deserved.

You've been throwing
a lot of punches lately.

I always follow protocol.

In this case, you didn't.

I'm taking you out of the field.

You what?

Avery, come on.
Just until you get your head
straight.

Elijah,

this is not you.

(crickets chirping)

If you came here to lecture me

about not making
that appointment,

you can save your breath.

Chicken soup.

From Michelle.

You look like hell.

So do you.

Least I got an excuse.

Avery took me out

of the field today.

(exhales)

I guess stubbornness runs
in the family.

(chuckles)

Fourth grade. Joey Baumgarten.

Remember?

Yeah.

Pushed me off my bike,
punched me in the face,

let the air out of my tires.

You pushed your bike
all the way home crying.

Do you remember
what you said to me?

Oh...

You said, "Son, you take
as much time as you need.

"But when you're ready,
you're gonna fight Joey,

and you're gonna win."

Two days later,

you drove me to the park.
I found Joey.

And I won.

Dad, you got cancer.

Now,

you and I both...

need to come to terms with that
in our own way.

So take as much
time as you need.

But when you're ready...

we're gonna fight.

And we're gonna win.

(sighs)

(keys clacking)

Hey.

About earlier...

I'm sorry.

Who you text is your business.

He's my study partner.

Henry.

Study partner?

Oh, uh, a'ight.
(chuckles)

Study partner.

No, Nelson.
We-we actually study together.

For our GED.

Isn't that for people
who didn't finish high school?

Well, I faked my high school
diploma a few years back.

Didn't matter
when I was hacking, but...

now it's, um...

White hat rubbing off on you?

Yeah. Something like that.

It's just something
that I need to do for...

for me.

Right.
And I'd

appreciate it if you could, uh,

keep it on the D.L.

Oh, girl.
(scoffs)

You know me, I'm the king
of keeping things on the D.L.

Oh, you're
the king, huh?

NELSON:
You know I'm the king.

I've come to bid you good night.

I'd say
"sleep tight,"

but I know that's easier
said than done

these days.
Come on,

that's it?
No meditation exercise?

No stinky
insomnia tea?

You're giving up on me?

Yep.

Did you reschedule
your big date?

Oh, yeah. Uh, no, not exactly.

Apparently the good
old-fashioned excuse

"I had to work"
is no longer believable.

(laughs)
Oh...

What about you?
When's your next

shrimp cocktail
with Director Silver?
I tried

to reschedule a sit-down, but
apparently he's still mad at me

for not taking
the deputy director job.

Aw. Well, we're a couple
of sad sacks, aren't we?

Mmm.

Look at those two.

They're not
even trying

to hide it anymore.
(laughs)

You know, I've been, uh...
I've been thinking about

this whole Nelven thing.
I think we can do better.

How 'bout... It's,
uh, Brody Nelson

and-and Raven Ramirez,
right?

What about...

Relson?

(laughs)
No, no.
Okay, okay, okay.

Wait, wait.

(chuckles)
No, no. Ramelson?

(laughing):
No.

Bromirez.

Braven. Braven.

Braven. Oh, that...

that's good. Braven.

Night, Braven!

They can't hear you.
(laughs)
I hope not.