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[ Woman On Police Radio ]
Driver's driving southbound
190 crossing Chilton.

Suspect's driving
a late-model coupe, white,
with Illinois plates.

[ Tires Squealing ]

[ Beeping ]

Oh, yeah.

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Tires Screeching ]

F.H.P. 148, priority.
I got a yellow Camaro
heading southbound.

Have the boys
set up a roadblock.

[ Woman On Police Radio ]
Copy that, 148.

This guy ain't stopping.
He is not stopping.

[ Woman On Radio ]
Stand by.

[ Man ]
Let's go!

[ Siren Approaching ]

[ Tires Screeching ]

[ Siren Stops ]

Driver, exit the vehicle
with your hands up!
Do it now!

Let me see your hands--
nice and slow.

- Driver, exit the car!
- I am the driver.

[ Officer ]
You've gotta be kidding me.
You let her outrun you, Mayhew?

[ Laughing ]
Sweetheart, come--
come over here.

[ Officer ]
That's a little kid.
Watch her, guys.

Let me check the car.

[ Officer #2 ]
What have we got?

Call F.D.L.E.

Just past the exit.
Got it, Colleen.
I'm gonna be there in 20.

Right. See you there.
[ Keys Jingling ]

[ Ringing ]

Jeff. Hey.
Jim, they jumped my dad.

Uh, what-- what--
what's the matter?

Look, they beat him bad.
Hang tight.
I'll be right there.

Hi. Jim Longworth.
You must be Ray.

Wasn't anything
out of the ordinary.
[ Grunts ]

Woman called in.
Said her car conked out on her,
she needed a tow.

[ Exhales ]
So, you brought Jeff?

He wanted to see
his old man at work.

If I'd even caught a whiff
of something being off,

obviously I wouldn't
have brought him.

Okay.
So you pulled up here?

I go to hook up the car,
and then bam--

somebody ambushed me
from behind.

- Did you see anything, anyone?
- No, I didn't see anything.

And I don't remember
anything after that.

I just know
I got whaled on pretty good.

There were two of 'em.

I was in the front seat.

They had their lights on,
so I couldn't get a good look.

All right, that's good.
Jeff, that's helpful.

I messed up.
Hey. You didn't mess up.

No, I should have
stopped them.
Listen to me.

You have nothin'
to be sorry about.

This is not your fault.
You hear me?

[ Woman On Police Radio,
Indistinct ]

- Nice of you to join us.
- The dead guy's still dead,
isn't he?

But the witness is gone.
You'll have to interview her
back at the substation.

- She's a witness,
not a suspect?
- She's 12.

I doubt she had the upper-body
strength to bash in the skull
of a grown man.

You'd be surprised.
Twelve-year-old girls
can be murder.

Not surprisingly,
trunk man has a lot
of speeding tickets.

His name's Cole Hunter,
and he was this close to
getting his license revoked.

Any signs of splatter
or signs of struggle
in the car?

Hunter was bludgeoned
someplace else,
dumped in the trunk.

He was also robbed.

His wallet has I.D., credit
cards and A.T.M. receipts,
but no cash.

You should see the engine
on this thing. You talk
about a sweet ride.

Who owns the vehicle?
It's registered to Hunter.

Patrolman clocked it in
at 130 miles an hour.
Is that it?

That's pretty fast,
if you ask me.
No. Is that it about Cole?

Oh. Um, no.
He has a tattoo on his
inside right forearm.

Your choices are
tribal symbol, lethal--

It's a pierced heart.

You okay? You seem--
Yeah, no.

Um, I'm... tired.

Sorry. Um,

let me just check out the rest
of this, uh, sweet ride.

The killer
likes lollipops?

The kid was eating them.
But the killer left
something else.

They found this
in Cole's pocket.

Diamond necklace.
The killer takes cash,
but not this?

[ Phone Ringing, Beeps ]
Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Where are you going?

I just gotta make
a quick stop.

I'll get to the witness
before her bedtime.

So, does this sound like
some random jumping...

or could it be
something else?

Ray was released from prison...

because he gave
information on someone
to the district attorney.

Now, he's saying
he didn't know any
of the attackers.

So, should I be worried?
Depends how much
you trust him.

I do. I think, for once,
he's actually doing
the right thing.

Well, great. Then, uh,
nothing to worry about.

Great. Then I won't.
Thanks.

- Is everything okay?
- Yeah, everything's good.

Grand theft auto.
Eluding an officer.
Driving without a license?

When can I get my video?
You know, from the dashboard
camera.

Uh-- Sit.

Aren't you worried
about what your parents
are gonna say?

My daddy's on the road.
Well, I'm sure your mom
is not gonna like this.

She's gone.

My sister's the one
who takes care of me now,

but she's been poorly lately,
so she's not gonna care either.

[ Sighs ]

[ Exhales ]

How is it that you
left before me,

and I'm the one stuck
with your witness?
Uh, yeah.

Yeah. Uh, Detective Longworth
is going to take
your fingerprints.

I am?

I am.

Okay.
Uh, right hand, please.

You serious?
'Cause Cole wouldn't care
if I took his Camaro.

Right hand. Please?

The keys were left
in the ignition.
I took that as a sign.

Are you really
gonna fingerprint me?
Yeah.

The Camaro is evidence,
and you were in the Camaro.

Just need to eliminate you
as a murder suspect.

[ Quiet Beeping ]

Sure that was Cole
in the trunk?
Yeah.

Damn. He's the one
who taught me how to drive
in the first place.

How do you know Cole?
Other hand.

Friends with my sister.
Works with my daddy
on the number 74 Cup car.

That's Trey Lancer's
race car.

Even though he was a big
NASCAR mechanic, he always
helped me with my go-cart.

You wanna be
a race car driver?
Like, uh, Danica Patrick?

Danica's Nationwide.
I'm going right
for the Sprint Cup.

First girl Jimmie Johnson,
although my style's
more Carl Edwards--

I like to lead the pack.
Yeah, I heard.

Gave the highway patrol
a run for their money.

I need a copy of my chase.
Uh-huh.
Good luck with that.

Last thing highway patrol wants
is a video floating around...

of them being outrun
by a 12-year-old girl.

Uh, you gonna
be okay here?

Oh, um,
don't touch anything.

Pink fibers
from Shaz's jacket.

Found them
in the driver's seat.

As for our friend in the trunk,
cause of death--
subdural hematoma.

Suffered crescent-shaped
lacerations to the head...

caused by multiple
perpendicular blows
with a relatively broad object.

- Why don't you
just say "wrench"?
- Because it might be a hammer.

It sounds like a wrench,
which would make sense.
Cole was a mechanic.

Explains the particles on his
jacket. They're from chemicals
you find in brake pads.

Maybe he was working
before he got murdered.

Which would be Wednesday
between 1:00 and 4:00 p.m.,

judging by the development
of the necrophagous larvae
in his orifices.

You use insects on the body
to determine
the cause of death?

I got all kinds of tricks
in my toolbox, baby--
hammers, maggots.

- What do you know about NASCAR?
- I go to the Daytona 500
every year.

Once, I woke up in my underpants
chained to a tiki bar in
the infield, with no eyebrows.

- What do you want to
know about NASCAR?
- Not that.

You able to find the jeweler's
inscription on the diamonds,
trace it back to a store?

No, but Carlos found a silk
pouch with the store's name
in Cole's other pocket.

What? Cole didn't
steal the diamonds?

He paid 10 grand, cash.
He also laid down another
thousand for a name bracelet.

He told the saleslady
it was for his girlfriend,
Charlene.

How does a mechanic--
even a NASCAR mechanic--
have that kind of money?

Moonlighting.
Daniel, get Cole's
bank accounts and W-2.

If we follow the money,
we might find the killer.

Are you done with Shaz?
Her sister Charlene is here
to take her home.

[ Chuckling ]

I just-- I don't understand
who would do something
like this.

Everybody loved Cole.
But I do appreciate you
not booking my baby sister.

- Hey, Charlene, look at--
- You could have
killed yourself!

[ Jim ] Whoa!
Daddy told you he didn't
want you driving no more.

Oh, don't you give me
the stink eye. I'm taking
you home right now.

Can I talk to you
for a second, alone?

I'll wait in the lobby.
Thank you.

What the hell was that?

I have to.

Okay? Mama's not here.

Daddy's gone
half the time.

Children need parameters.
It's what makes them feel
loved and cared for.

Were you dating Cole?

What?

No. No, did Shaz
tell you that?

No. A saleslady
at Seybold Jewelry
in Miami...

said he bought a bracelet
for his girlfriend, Charlene.

Oh, my Lord. He did?

Yeah.

Yeah, well, I don't know
why he would have done
something like that.

No, I'm not his girl.
Everybody knows that
I'm going with Trey.

- Trey Lancer,
the driver of number 74?
- That's right.

I would appreciate it if
you didn't go around spreading
rumors about me and Cole.

Hey, my mistake.

If you don't want your station
burned down to the ground,

it's best not to leave Shaz
out there alone for too long.

Shaz, stop it.
Let's go.

Pregnancy pop?

[ Women Cheering ]

[ Screaming, Cheering ]

What's that?
Oh, it's, uh,
Joey Logano's number.

I've been given strict
instructions by my 14-year-old
to get this hat signed...

or don't bother
coming home ever.

[ Chuckling ]
Hot Pass?

Oh. Yeah.
Hottest pass around.

Hot Pass.
Well, it's an F.D.L.E. badge,
so that's even hotter.

Hot... Pass.
Listen.

You got a murder to solve,
I gotta get this hat signed.

Show him your Hot Pass.
Excuse me.

It's NASCAR.
You gotta play
by their rules.

She's with me.

Oh, well, now I don't even know
what those rules are.

Hot Pass.

- [ Man ]
Pump it up!
- Seventy-four.

- That's our boy Trey.
- Sorry, guys. Just let me--
let me do another one.

[ Man ]
Action!

Hi. I'm Trey Lancer,
and when I'm at home,
I always know where I'm going.

And cut!
Dang!

Carlos, try to get
that lollipop from Charlene
while I create a distraction.

Let's get it.
Yeah.

Go again.
Action!

Oh. Hi.
I'm Georgia Lancer.

Hi. Jim Longworth.

I'm the owner
of Lancer Autosports,
and I'm also Trey's mama.

Oh.
Hi. I'm Trey Lancer.

- [ Continues, Faint ]
- Cut!

Don't worry.
Trey knows his lines.
He's gonna get it.

Oh, no, I'm not worried.
I'm a detective
with the F.D.L.E.

Here about Cole,
your mechanic.
Oh.

Well, we are all still
just so torn up about that.

Well, you seem
to have recovered.

Well, that is the cruel
reality of this sport.

Don't get a lot of time to mourn
before you just gotta get back
out there on the track.

Or the next commercial,
huh?

- Yeah, we gotta keep
our sponsors happy.
- Yeah, I bet.

It's an expensive sport.
Yeah.

They say you can make
a small fortune in racing.

As long as you start with
a large fortune, right, huh?

That's very good,
Detective. Good.

But, you know,
we've been lucky.

We've had the same sponsors
at Lancer Autosports since my
late husband, Zane, was driving.

- And now your son's
taking over the tradition.
- Yeah, racing's in our blood.

Trey's got your father's
genes and a good woman
behind him, like Charlene.

Charlene is a good woman.
At least she's not one of
those waffle bellies.

"Waffle belly"?
[ Laughs ]

They make a play for
the pit crew, try to flirt
their way up to a driver,

maybe get wifed.

Wifed, huh?
Mm-hmm.

- And Charlene's different?
- Charlene's family.

Her daddy, Sandy--
he drives our transporter.

- Huh.
- Trey's finally
finishing up, so--

Oh, good. Let's go.

Trey needs to concentrate
on practicin' for the race.

And I need to know
where he was this past
Wednesday, so--

I can help you with that.

We were back at our home shop in
North Carolina, getting the car
ready for the race this Sunday.

One more.
One more, all right?

That answer
your question?
That answers one.

I have another.
I'm Trey Lancer.

When I'm at Miami,
Daytona or Talladega,
I always know where I'm going.

But off-track,
I could use a little help.

That's why I let
Getawaythere.com
help plan my vacations.

- Cut and print! Great.
- That's great.

Good stuff.
Trey, Trey, Trey.
That was great.

Man, I hate to do this,
but I got to know.

Did you know
Charlene's pregnant?
What?

Yeah. She's pregnant.
I don't know if it's yours
or maybe Cole's,

but she's been sucking
on these like crazy.

- Pregnancy pops.
- Charlene, what's he
talking about?

Baby, I would never
do anything to hurt you.
Are you sleeping with Cole?

Hey.
No, tell me!
Are you sleeping with Cole?

Hey, hey, hey!
Settle down now!
[ Grunts ]

[ All Arguing, Shouting ]

Well, it's gonna
be interesting at their
dinner table tonight.

Spreading sunshine
wherever you go.
Keep your hands off her!

[ Machinery Beeping ]

Oh.
Sticky keeps coming off.

Okay, you have got to
stop messing with this.

I know, but every time I mess
with it, you come back in here
and fix it.

[ Chuckles ]

You're sure you don't know
who did this to you?

Sweetie, I told you,
it's the oldest scam
in the book--

A hot girl calls in a tow,
and her thug buddies beat
the crap out of the driver.

Right. But usually
they take your money,
and they didn't take yours.

[ Chuckles ]
I didn't have any money.

I wish I did.
It would have saved me
some stitches.

It's not a big deal.
Happens all the time, babe.

Not to you.

And stop with the--
and the beeping.
Mm-hmm.

Thank you.
Mm-hmm.

You texted me 911?
I told you, Addy wants me to
get this signed by Joey Logano.

And by "me," I mean "you."
You 911 texted me
over a hat?

I 911 texted you about
a jacket-- Cole's jacket.

You said there was
chemical residue
from working on brakes.

According to
the preliminary analysis.

But the final report shows
the same chemicals.

Lead, antimony and barium--
but with a different
particulate.

Which means?
Chemicals were scattered under
higher pressure and temperature.

Higher pressure
than car brakes?
Much higher-- like from a gun.

Did the crime techs
find a gun at his house?
No.

But for G.S.R.
to still be on the jacket,

he must have fired a gun
at some point
before he was killed.

Maybe he was
protecting himself
against the killer.

A hat? Really?

I traveled to 38 races
this season, worked 18-hour days
seven days a week,

and I come home to this!

Yeah, well, your daughters
were a little busy--

[ Motor Stops ]

you know,
raising themselves.

If I left the transporter
like this, I'd be fired.

I knew Charlene
wasn't feeling well,
and now I know why.

Yeah, well, you didn't know
she was pregnant
with Cole's baby.

The baby belongs
to Trey.

You didn't like Cole
much, huh?

You got it all wrong about Cole!
I liked Cole a lot.

Everybody did.
You couldn't help
but like him.

Cole lived life.
You know what I mean?

He'd bust you up
with a joke.

He was one hell
of a mechanic.

Whether it was
engines or people,
he lived life to push.

Wasn't afraid
of taking risks.

Risks like sleeping
with Charlene?

With all due respect, Detective,
watch your mouth.

Oh, right.
We don't know if it's
Cole's baby or Trey's baby.

Long as it's my daughter's,
I know it's none
of your damn business.

It is my damn business
if that's your motive
for murdering Cole.

You got nothing.
I got motive.

I got alibi.

You said Cole was killed
between 1:00 and 4:00
on Wednesday?

I was at the shop
in North Carolina.

Had to load up the transporter,
get it ready for
the ride down here.

By yourself?
My crew was around.

And then I was with Trey.
He said he needed to talk.

He said he was gonna
ask Charlene to marry him.

- I guess you're barking up
the wrong tree, Detective.
- Not if Trey's your alibi.

You either
killed him together,
or one of you is lying.

You're wrong.

It's a balmy
80 degrees out, Shaz.

You sure
you're warm enough?
I'm acclimating.

It's gonna be 130 degrees
inside a race car.
Okay.

You think
my daddy killed Cole,
but he didn't.

Then who did?
I don't know.

But Daddy'd never do
anything like that.

Okay.
Well, uh, I'll take that
into consideration.

Trey doesn't know it,
but I heard my daddy saying it's
been really tough this year.

Lancer doesn't have as much
money as they used to.
Why's that?

I guess 'cause
Trey keeps crashin'.

At practice on Wednesday,
Trey cracked his ride
all to hell.

They took all night
to fix it.

So, Trey couldn't practice--
[ Phone Ringing ]

and he wasn't
in the garage while his car
was getting fixed?

Except for getting in and out
of the car, Trey hardly ever
sets foot in the garage.

Thank you, Shaz.
Yeah. Daniel.

Cole Hunter was pulling down
50 grand a year,

but he barely
had two nickels
to rub together.

Was Lancer Autosports
his only source of income?

On paper,
but he made way more money
three years ago...

when he was a mechanic
for Tony Stewart.

Sandy said Georgia
stole Cole away.
My guess is he was fired.

Want me to find out? I can
ask Manus to get a warrant to
subpoena their employee records.

Or I could just ask Tony.

Shut up! You're gonna meet
"The Rushville Rocket"?

Yeah.

Kinda got to get
this cap signed anyway.

- Come on.
- [ Chittering ]

- Yeah?
- [ Jim ] Hey, Tony.

Uh, I got to ask--
What's with the monkey?

He's a rescue
with some help from
the Tony Stewart Foundation.

Oh, Mojo, right?
Nah, different monkey.

But after last week's race,
I think I'm gonna
call him "Junior."

But you didn't come here
to talk about monkeys, and I
gotta get ready to qualify.

Yeah.
Why did Cole stop working
for you three years ago?

Well, he didn't
have a choice.
You fired him?

I had to. Cole was
getting out of control.
It was affecting his work?

I didn't let it get that far
because it was only
a matter of time...

before somebody else
really got hurt by Cole.
Who?

Zane Lancer, two years ago.
After you fired him and he
worked for Lancer Autosports?

Zane had just won Daytona,

and Cole took the old man
down to the beach
like it was the '50s.

Car got out of control,
got upside down,
pinned him inside, he drowned.

Sounds like
a stupid accident.
Yeah, maybe.

But... Trey still blames Cole
for Zane's death.

Oh. Interesting.
What's this?

- Oh. Um--
- This isn't my number.

Oh, yeah.
The coroner's daughter,
Addy-- she's a big fan.

That's real nice...
for Joey Logano.

I can't believe
you came to see me
with Joey Logano's hat.

And the coroner's
a dead man.

See you tomorrow, Janice.

I'm on 8:00 to 4:00.
Yeah.

Mom?
Jeff?

What's going on?
What are you doing
with my son?

U.S. marshals, ma'am.
You need to come with us.

It's okay.
It's all right.

It's fine.

Callie's not at work.
Jeff's not at school.

A nurse said two guys with dark
suits and earpieces and guns
picked them up last night.

Take it down a notch.
I know you know
where they are.

You knew about Ray's parole.
You knew about his deal
with the D.A.

You're still on thin ice
after getting in the middle
of this attack on Ray.

I warned you
to put some distance
between you and--

Jeff called me
to go out there!

That's not an excuse
to break the rules!

I'll break more than rules
if you don't tell me
where they are right now!

Where are they?

Jim, they're fine.

Look, the F.B.I.
is in on this.

They've already got a BOLO out
on the guys that attacked Ray
and the woman who set them up.

Who are these people?
Well, that is just
not your concern.

I just-- I-- I just
wanna know where they are.

And that's none
of your business either.

You're not part
of their family, Jim.

Hey. Detective.

You goin' in?
Can you get me in
with your Hot Pass?

What, you don't have one?
I never been in the garage
or the transporter.

Your dad won't
let you, huh?

If I'm gonna start
racing stockcars, I gotta
build me a good engine.

What I need is to get ahold
of a setup book.
What's that?

It's that black binder
all the crew chiefs and owners
carry around.

Tells you
what parts they're using,
how much it costs.

It also explains exactly how
a team builds their engine.

Huh. Yeah, I'd like
a look at that too.

But you with your pink jacket--
you're probably gonna be
a little recognizable.

It's gonna be hard
to sneak you in...

unless, of course,
everyone gets so distracted
when I start asking questions.

[ Jim ]
Is Trey around?

Uh, I'm afraid not.

He's with a sponsor,

an invited guest
doing a courtesy ride
around the track.

I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to ask you to leave.

How do you keep track
of everything?
Nothing's labeled.

We know where everything is.

And it keeps others
from knowing what we've got,

and that's really why
the transporter is only
for team members.

Okay.
Well, if that's the case,
what's in here?

Equipment and tools.

Oh.
And there's room
for two cars at the top.

This is just our garage
away from home.

So, why don't we
just go on outside,
and we can talk there?

Oh-ho-ho!
Is that you?

Yup. My late husband Zane
at Victory Lane in Darlington.

Va-va-voom!
I should have known you were
a Winston Cup girl.

When Zane
put that picture up,

he went on to win
five races that season.
Wow.

Just like that lucky penny that
Earnhardt taped to his dashboard
the year that he won Daytona.

[ Chuckling ]
What about this one?

Trey put that up the first year
he started racing,
and then he won Pocono.

Trey wants to be
like his father.
Trey is like his father.

You know, it seems like Cole
was closer to Zane than Trey.

I mean, the night he died,
Zane took Cole out
to celebrate.

Racing is a team effort,
Detective.

Cole helped Zane to win.

Well, some people think
Cole was responsible for
your husband's death too--

including Trey.

Trey knows that nobody
could keep Zane...

from doing something
he wanted to do.

If he wanted to race
on the beach, then...

he was gonna race
on the beach.

He always said that
if he died driving,
he'd die smiling.

Yeah, but you gotta wonder.

You know, if only Cole
hadn't taken Zane out.

I've learned never
to put a question mark...

where God has put a period.

Hey. Hey!
What are you doing?

Ah, don't worry.
I am an excellent driver.

That is $250,000 worth
of car right there.
Do not mess around.

How hard could it be, huh?
You just flip a switch--

[ Engine Starts ]
and turn left!

Since your mom won't
come clean about the night
your daddy died--

Get out!
I got a better idea.
You get in.

- [ Engine Revving ]
- Hurry up! Now.

[ Laughing ]

Oh, yeah.

[ Tires Screeching ]

All right. Inside. Inside.
Hug it. Hug it!

Now go wide. Wide, wide.
Just hold the line.

Must have been hard
to lose your dad like that.

- It was an accident.
- Yeah, it could have
been prevented.

All those years without him
that you can't get back.

Oh, even when he was here,
he was never around.

But he never got to
see you race Sprint Cup.

You could have been
on the track together, racing
side by side, father and son.

Instead,
he's on the beach with Cole.

We were all supposed
to leave that night,
right after the race.

- What happened?
- Went to his trailer.
Daddy was gone.

Didn't have time for me,
but he had time to act
all stupid with Cole.

- Yeah, he wanted to celebrate.
- Oh, Daddy never celebrated!

He was too busy
looking ahead
to the next race.

Cole was the one
talking about racing
the old beach road course.

He wanted to be like
Lee Petty or Fireball Roberts
back in the day.

Daddy would have
never been out there
if it wasn't for Cole.

- You were mad at Cole for that.
- He got my father killed.

Now, Cole is the reason
Daddy's dead.

Cole took your father away.
He took your girl.

You'd had it with Cole,
and you lied to me
about Wednesday.

- I was doing test runs.
- Yeah, but you wrecked.

The car was
in the garage.

You followed Cole,
and you killed him.

You killed Cole.

Oh, hey, guys.
Want to give me a hand?

Whoa. Whoa. Okay.
That's... a hand.

It's got everything-- their
shock package, what size springs
they use, tire pressure.

Of course,
I can't afford any of it.

Can I see that?
You can have it.
I made two copies.

Oh! Good girl.
See?

This picture's
from our family album.

Daddy and Cole
were good friends from way back.

Like Brutus and Caesar.

Uh, Troy and Chad
from High School Musical.

[ Phone Ringing ]
Thank you.

Hey, Carlos.
Listen, uh, about Addy's,
uh, NASCAR cap--

I swear-- No?

All right.
I'll be right there.

So the red ink
came off the tattoo?

Some of it.
Must have happened
when I washed the body.

So it's not a real tattoo?

It's not real red ink.
I tested it. It's red dye
from a dye pack.

Like banks use
to mark stolen money.

Means we have to look
at recent bank robberies.

You can see
the robber has a gun,

and gunshots were fired
during this robbery.

How did you get
this footage so fast?

F.B.I. turn over most
bank robbery investigations
to local police.

F.D.L.E. was already
looking into this heist
in Daytona.

[ Manus ] With the mask on,
you can't tell if the robber
is Cole or not.

Bring up that other footage.
This is video from a red-light
camera near the bank.

There.
Hold it there.
[ Beeps ]

- That's Cole's Camaro.
- [ Daniel ] Painted black?

Wrapped black,
like a race car.

So we have a love triangle,
an accidental pregnancy,
an accidental death.

And another motive--
bank robbery.

The F.D.L.E. bank robbery
task force has identified
three other bank robberies...

that Cole could have
been involved in.

- Daytona, Darlington
and Talladega.
- All tracks where NASCAR races.

That's no accident.
All three of these robberies
happened on the Monday...

after the Sunday
of the Sprint Cup.

All three of these banks
held account with the racetrack
and the concessions business.

That makes sense. On a Sunday
after a race, there'd be
big cash deposits to make.

All the robberies happened
between 9:10 and 9:30 a.m.

While the money
was still being counted,

before it was
processed and locked up,
but not at Darlington.

And when he counted
the cash later,

that must have been
when the dye pack exploded
and marked his skin.

And he got a tattoo
to conceal it.

Could have been worse.
Dye-pack explosion can generate
up to 400 degrees of heat.

That would leave
a serious burn.

And that would also
have destroyed the money
he just stole.

Which is why he did
the last heist in Talladega.

All up, Cole walked away
with half a million dollars.
You mean "drove away."

The surveillance videos
at all three locations...

show that the Camaro
was wrapped in a different
color for each heist.

The one thing
that all the witnesses
and the cops agreed on...

was that the car
seemed to disappear
into thin air.

Like the half a million.

Remember, Cole bought
$11,000 worth of jewelry
for Charlene.

Where's the rest
of the money?
In the car.

In the race car.
Number 74.

That's the setup book. There's
over a half million dollars
in there in engines alone.

Yeah, but Cole
was just an employee.

Ah, in racing,
everyone's family.

Still, why would he
rob from a bank and put
all the money in number 74?

Maybe all the money came
from someone else's cut.

We know Cole
had a partner.

His partner in crime
probably killed him.

Maybe his partner in love
knows who that is.

I don't believe you!
I don't know anything
about Cole robbing banks!

I'm not trying
to upset you, Charlene.

I just need to know who Cole
was spending his time with.

The team, the crew.
All he did is work.

All any of them do
is work--

Cole, Trey, Daddy.

So, who was it--
Trey or Sandy?

I don't feel very well.
I need to sit down.

How far along are you?

Eight weeks.

Congratulations?
[ Sighs ]

I think Cole loved you.
I think you loved Cole.

But whoever
he was robbing banks with
probably killed him.

Don't you want to know
who that is?

It wasn't supposed
to be like this.

Things were getting better.

You're right.
I did love Cole.

But I love Trey too.

And I love my daddy.

Please don't take
my family away from me.

- Who did you give up, Ray?
- [ Sighs ]

No one you know.

Yeah, well, I want to know
who it is we're running from.

We're not running, Cal.
It's Witness Protection.

- This is the only way I know
how to protect you and Jeff.
- [ Scoffs ]

This may sound crazy,
but this could be the best
thing for us, baby.

- What, is that what
the marshals told you?
- [ Man Chattering ]

And I believe 'em.

Come on. It's a new start.
It's a clean slate.

I had a clean slate, Ray!

Having you back...

has been really good
for Jeff.

We could be a good
family again, Cal.

I made
some huge mistakes.

But all that's over.

I would die
before I'd let anyone
or anything hurt you...

or keep you from the life
that you deserve.

This isn't the end.

It's a fresh start.

[ Man ] The other thing
we wanna make sure to check
is these fire bottles.

Make sure you check
the chip in both of them.

NASCAR's gonna have
to look at 'em.

Excuse me. Hey. Hi.

Hey.
Could you sign this?

You want number 19.
No, I definitely
want number 20.

Okay.
Um, but I'm number 99.

Uh, no, you're in 20.
Well, okay, my car
is in number 20, yep.

Yeah, that's what
I want-- number 20.

What I'm trying to tell you
is that the number 20
is in number 19,

and-- and, I mean,
even though I drive the 99,
it's in number 20 this week.

It's the garage stall.
You're number 99.

You got it.

Would you like me
to take you to number 20?
Please.

- Hey. Joey.
- Yeah. What's up?

You got a minute?
Sure.

Joey Logano?
Number 20?
Yes, sir.

Looks like it.
Can you please sign this?

Sure. Sure.
Okay, man.
Thank you.

Yeah.

Thanks, Joey.
Here you go.
Yeah, no problem, man.

I know one fan that's
really rooting for you.
Good luck tomorrow.

Thank you.
Appreciate it.
All the best.

Oh, to both of you,
obviously.
Yeah. Thanks.

Yeah.
Have a good one.

Bye.

I just have
one more question.

Hell, you always have
just one more question.

After this,
I'll either leave you alone
or arrest you.

I bet you didn't know that
when a dye pack explodes,

it generates
up to 400 degrees of heat.

I'm just saying.
Show me your arms.

I burned myself
working on an engine.

I heard that you barely
set foot in the garage.

That's probably
how come I burnt myself.

No, I think you
burnt yourself doing this.

You were robbing banks
with Cole.

All right, that's it.
No more questions.
It's not a question, Trey.

It's a statement.
You were using Cole's car
to get away from the cops.

You were using the transporter
to make Cole's car disappear.

My guess is in the transporter
is where Cole was killed.

Close those doors,
it's the perfect place
for a murder.

Or to cover one up.
This place has been
wiped clean.

- More pink fibers.
- Shaz was here yesterday.

Ah, these fibers
weren't left yesterday.

Looks like there's
some dried blood on 'em.
Probably Cole's.

The fibers could have been
transferred from someone who was
close to her, who killed Cole.

Killed him right about here.

I think I know where
they counted the money
after the robbery.

Part of the counter
has been replaced. A new piece
has been glued on top.

- To hide the red stain from
where the dye pack exploded.
- They missed some up there.

There's dye in the corner.

All we need now
is a murder weapon,
like a hammer.

Or a wrench?
Could be any of these.

Easy way to find out.

- [ Daniel ]
It's a torque wrench.
- [ All ] I was right.

Only one person packs
the transporter, cleans it and
moves it from track to track.

Sandy.
But everyone on the team
has access to it too.

And only one on the team
isn't a Lancer-- Sandy.

I need to make
a phone call.

Daniel.
Yeah?

I need you to look
into something for me.

[ Phone Beeps ]
Uh--

Hey.
Hey.

I understand that
you've gotta keep Sandy,

but I have to have
that transporter back.

We have a race tomorrow.
Yeah, I know.

I'm really sorry
to do this to Trey,
but it's a crime scene.

I cannot believe that Sandy
and Cole were robbin' banks.

It's like that old NASCAR
saying-- "Win on Sunday,
sell on Monday."

Only they weren't selling.
They were stealing
a half million dollars.

Well, I guess that Sandy
killed Cole because he
wanted all that money.

Oh, no, no, no.
Cole wasn't killed
because of the money.

Cole was killed to protect Trey.
Hey, you know, I contacted
your sponsors.

This season, they're giving
Lancer Autosports only half
the money they used to.

Teams lose sponsors
all the time. It has
nothing to do with Trey.

Yeah, but Trey hasn't been
racing well and probably
because, you know,

he just lost his dad
and he was about to lose
his fiancée to Cole.

- [ Exhales ]
- You knew that would have
sent him into a tailspin.

You couldn't have that,
so you killed Cole.

That's ridiculous.

I want that
transporter back!
Listen, I need to go.

We found pink fibers
from your scarf
in the transporter.

- Zane gave me that scarf.
I wear it all the time.
- Yeah, I know.

Jack Roush has his straw hat.
You have the pink scarf.

Which I knew was pink
'cause Shaz gave me
this color original.

Yeah.
Only you hadn't worn it
since last Wednesday.

So I got a search warrant,
searched your place.

Found it stuffed
in the back of a closet,
still covered in Cole's blood.

You didn't want Trey
to find out about
Cole and Charlene...

so you called Cole
into the transporter,

you beat him over the head
with a torque wrench,

and then you stuffed him
into the trunk of his own car.

Then when the transporter
got to Homestead,

you parked Cole's Camaro
out the front of his place,
and-- and you just walked away.

You can't tell Trey
about this.

And he has nothing to do
with robbing the banks either.

Homestead is the last race
of the season,

and he's gotta
get his points,

so you've gotta let him
finish this race.

That's what we need.
Just let him get back
in that car and drive.

He's gotta finish
this season.
No, it's like I said--

I hate to do this to Trey.
Oh--

You know, you think
a murder's gonna stop
this family from racing?

No. Let me tell you something
about the Lancers--

There is no giving up
with us.

We were born
to drive race cars.

That is the talent that God
gave us, and nothing's
gonna stop us, period!

That may be,

but I've stopped you.

[ Sniffles ]

Zane was a close friend.

But, good God,
what have I done?

You did the right thing telling
us about Georgia's involvement
with the robberies.

D.A. will definitely
take that into consideration.

You should be out in time
to see Charlene's baby's
sixth birthday.

- Just have to sign
one more thing.
- A confession?

Okay, two more things--
a confession for bank robbery,
and this-- a consent.

NASCAR's Drive
for Diversity?

Mm-hmm. It's one
of NASCAR's incentives...

to get more girls and minorities
into the sport as drivers.

- I know what it is.
- You know Shaz should
be doing this.

Kid's got oil
in her veins.

Daddy really
signed that for me?
Mm-hmm.

Go on. Take it.

And you might
want to put this
with your application.

It's a copy of your chase
from the dashboard cam.

Thank you, Detective.

- Come on, Shaz. Let's go.
- Bye.

Charlene.

Trey, your mama's here.

I know.

I need you.

You too, Shaz.

All that other stuff--
the baby--

We're a family now.
We got a race tomorrow.

Okay.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

Hey.

We got the "all clear."
Feds rounded up everyone.

- So we're safe?
- Yeah, we're safe.

Told you
I'd take care of it.

So we're goin' home?
We're goin' home!

I gotta tie up a few loose ends
with the suits outside,
but, uh, yeah.

Come here.

- I love you.
- I love you too, Dad.

[ Kisses ]
All right.

Here. Why don't you take this,
and, uh, I'll be right out.

Okay.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Everything.

Go.

[ Manus ] The Cargill family
has been given permission
to return home.

The guy Ray testified against
is in custody.

Made Ray's life worse,
but the family's safe.

- You're sure?
- Positive.

Thank you.

[ Knocking On Door ]

Dad's home.

Can I see your mom?

Mom. They're back.

Sweetie, get away
from the door.

What is it now?

[ Phone Ringing ]

[ Beeps ]
Callie.

I just heard.
Are you guys home?

- We didn't go into
Witness Protection.
- Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm home with Jeff.
Ray's in the program.

What?

Ray's not coming back.