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[ Indistinct conversations ]

At Ted King Auto Sales, we want you to command your price!

Don't miss our year-end blow-out sale

where we will put you in a new used car!

And remember, at Ted King Auto Sales,

our family gives...

Both: ...Yours... [ Fanfare plays]

The royal treatment!

People don't want

the "Royal treatment" anymore, dad.

Selling cars is not the relationship-based business

it used to be.

Half of our customers don't even live in L.A. County.

I think what Little Ted is trying to say

is that the industry's changing.

You see? Ray agrees with me.

- The beta test... - Don't put this on Ray!

It's not about agreeing.

It's just that online sales...

Dad, mom and Uncle Joe left me their shares of the business

so I could save it from you.

That's exactly what I'm gonna do right now.

Ray, am I boring you?

Oh, God. I'm sorry, Little Ted.

It's Olivia. She's running late.

[ Chuckles ] Run away before your wife gets here.

You know, your bad behavior is handing her my life's work.

1/8 of the business, which she's almost ready to sell back.

And don't worry. I got that all figured out.

Figured out?

Is that what you call dismissing 2/3 of our staff?

I'm not firing 25 people. I'm saving the other 12.

[ Scoffs ]

I waited until after Christmas.

[ Scoffs ]

Remember, don't give the sales guys their pink slips

until they're off the floor for the day.

Uh, Little Ted, listen.

If we could just wait until February...

Ray, we are doing it just like this.

[ Telephone ringing ]

[ Sighs ]

Lisa: Off early today, Little Ted?

Yeah, sure am, Lisa.

Heading to the airport to pick up Darren.

Listen, I just want you to know

how much my family's appreciated

all your hard work here over the past 20 years, okay?

Hope this turns out to be for the best.

Thank you. [ Chuckles ]

Hey, Little Ted.

Hey, there, Tommy.

I just wanted to thank you again

for all your years of service.

And remember, at Ted King Auto Sales...

Wait a second. Ted?

Both: ...Yours... What?

The royal treatment!

[ Fanfare plays]

Arturo, I told you I wanted the Mercedes S.U.V.

Ah, you know what? Never mind.

I'm sorry, amigo. It's the times. Not me.

Que, Mr. Teddy?

Business changing, you understand?

No more car-o detergente... o.

Nothing personal, Arturo,

but you should have seen this coming.

[ Engine turns over ]

[ Explosion ]

[ Car alarms blaring ]

[ Police radio chatter ]

Why are we just standing here?

Uh, can't get control of the crime scene.

- Because? - Lieutenant Reid, Bomb Squad.

No kidding. Uh, what's going on?

Well, we're still catching up, okay? Safety first.

Well, wouldn't the safest place here

be next to the car that has already exploded?

I'd like to see it.

We need to send our dogs through every vehicle on this lot

before you can go beyond this line.

We cleared the showroom.

The 30 people who were present at the time of the incident

are waiting to give you their statement.

You can start your investigation there. Excuse me.

Reid!

Ask the fire department

not to wash away all of our evidence!

Okay?!

Lieutenant Provenza, if the building here is clear,

maybe we can get a good shot of the crime scene from the roof.

We are surrounded by fire trucks with ladders.

I don't climb.

We'll transmit the picture to you on this.

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Police radio chatter ]

All right. W-who's the guy on the gurney?

Sykes: Uh, the victim's father, Ted King Sr.

He was inside when the Mercedes exploded,

started experiencing chest pains when he learned it was his son.

Ah. Not a good day to be the King.

So, the bombed-out car, sir,

it was just traded in to the dealership last week.

Before that, the Mercedes was registered

to a Shayan Rashidi, an Iranian businessman.

According to the employees,

the victim was picking up someone from the airport.

Well, if we're writing a report using words like "Iranian,"

"bomb," and "airport," set up a command tent.

This is gonna take a while.

Hey, hey, and... and let's start interviewing everyone.

Let's find out who's who in the zoo.

Yes, sir.

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I can see debris as far as...

Oh, maybe 40 yards from the epicenter.

Hey, doesn't that put us inside the blast radius?

It does.

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Holy cow. Guy never knew what hit him.

Rusty! Watch out! You got to...

I'm just passing them. I'm just passing them.

Rusty, you are tailgating,

and you didn't even signal your intention.

Well, signaling before changing lanes in L.A.

Is like asking the people behind you to speed up.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

This isn't about beating the other drivers

to the stoplight, Rusty.

If the undercover element in the S.I.S....

if you don't signal, they can't follow you properly.

Plus, it's the law.

Yes, lieutenant.

We're on our way.

I'll be there in about 10 minutes.

[ Chuckles ] No need to rush.

Things are moving here

at what could best be described as a deliberate pace.

How deliberate?

We still don't have access

to the victim or to the body.

Oh, my God! What the hell is that?

Rusty!

Leave at least one car length in front of you in case you need to make

any basic maneuver.

Sharon, I learned how to drive when I was 12 years old

with my mom O.D.ing in the backseat.

I think I can handle a life-and-death situation.

The way you drive is a life-and-death situation.

Okay, pull over.

Wait! Signal.

Then pull over.

Uh, captain.

I'm sorry, lieutenant. Go ahead.

Well, it appears

that we now have limited access to the victim.

Um, we'll be ready for you in an hour or so.

Uh, I'm coming now.

Is that a kneecap?

Switch seats with me.

Why?

Because I am driving the rest of the way to the crime scene.

No. Sharon,

I'm supposed to be training for my first day on the...

You need further instruction from someone you will listen to

because if the S.I.S. Officer in charge

doesn't think you're going to drive

the way he wants you to,

this operation will be postponed or canceled.

Understood?

Buckle up.

Ah, we positively identified the victim off the prints

we got from the fingers we found on the roof.

Ted king Jr., A.K.A. Little Ted.

Okay.

Amy, you have evasive driving training

from your S.I.S. days, correct?

Yeah, reverse follow, wing car,

vehicle containment techniques.

I was wondering if you would take over

Rusty's behind-the-wheel driving while I finish up here.

Oh, of course. Sounds like fun.

- It's not. - Uh, where is he?

He is practicing his parallel parking

on the street.

Thank you.

Excuse me, captain. Bomb Squad reporting.

Reid: Here's what we know.

A vehicle exploded at 1134 hours.

The blast pattern indicates

an inciting reaction with extremely high deflagration.

He means it was definitely a bomb.

And in mapping the geography of the debris field

back to the blast point,

the device was likely anterior to the fuel tank, piggybacked on to the solenoid.

The bomb had a trigger.

Well, where is the trigger?

We haven't, uh, been able to fully access the evidence.

They haven't found the trigger.

Captain, this is Ray Winters, Ted King Auto's comptroller.

Mr. Winters handles

the day-to-day finances of the dealership.

Mr. Winters, thank you for your help.

You knew the victim well?

Since he was a baby, yes.

We're very sorry. This must be hard on you.

We'll keep it quick.

Sir, was there anything out of the ordinary

going on here at Ted King Auto this morning?

Uh, out of the ordinary? Uh, no, not really.

Except, you know, Little Ted's car exploded.

Sanchez: I'm not sure that's accurate.

Captain, lieutenant, this is Arturo Pasillas.

He said the car that exploded wasn't Little Ted's.

But we know it belonged to the dealership.

Right. But Arturo says

that Mr. King came to work this morning in a Porsche

and that today was the first time

he'd ever set foot in the Mercedes.

Thank you.

Gentlemen.

So, if the Mercedes was not Little Ted's regular vehicle,

whose was it?

Sharon is so... uh, w-what's the word?

Like, fixated... like, fixated on the rules.

I-I like her, of course,

but we're just different people, obviously.

Obviously.

And I've already spent a lot of time,

uh, like, blending in with crowds and staying alert.

Isn't that what undercover's all about?

You're not going undercover.

You're gonna be in plain sight all the time.

But that's only if you can demonstrate your training,

and you're not doing that.

[ Scoffs ] W-what?

You're... you're criticizing me already.

Amy, I-I just got in the car.

Without checking the backseat of your vehicle

for an assailant, which you've been told a thousands times to do.

Oh, my God.

I have been in the car for like two seconds.

If you screw up the drive tomorrow...

And not checking the backseat first

is screwing up the drive...

This whole operation to draw out

the person writing you threatening letters

will be called off.

And if you don't want that to happen,

you need to spend the rest of the day

doing exactly what I tell you.

[ Sighs ] Start your engine,

check your mirrors, and pull away from the curb.

[ Engine turns over ]

Signal!

Yes, Drill Sergeant.

Emma: Why is the FBI e-mailing me

about a terror threat I don't know about?

The Mercedes that blew up this morning,

well, it was previously owned by that guy there.

Uh, Shayan Rashidi from Northridge.

Oh, my God. Is he under arrest for terrorism?

No, he's a third-generation U.S. citizen,

cleared by the FBI.

So, bye-bye, Mr. Rashidi.

Sanchez: Well, according to the dealership staff,

the Mercedes was on the lot for five days.

It was never test-driven.

And it had just been cleaned and serviced two days ago.

Well, one thing for sure... Ted Jr. jumps into a car

that he had never driven without checking it out,

which means he wasn't feeling that threatened.

Or he wasn't the target to begin with.

Maybe the Mercedes insurance policy can tell us

who else was cleared to drive it.

Uh, it won't, sir.

According to the salespeople, Big Ted and Little Ted

have some kind of special deal

that allowed them to drive off the lot

in any car they wanted and even give a vehicle

to someone else as a loaner fully insured.

Andy, where are we with the search warrant

for the dealership's financial records?

It was denied.

Judge richwood said that we could subpoena

the King family's personal and corporate credit-card accounts,

- but that's it. - What are you hoping to find?

- Motive. Tao: - This could be it.

I've been searching the victim's computer for Mercedes references,

and look at this.

"I don't care about the Mercedes, Teddy.

All I want is you."

- Was the victim married? - For the last five years.

"When I get back into town, let's take a weekend trip,

"turn off our cellphones and have some fun.

You've been working so hard."

That doesn't sound like a wife.

The e-mail address on this is dmt4@ittechthink. Com.

Here's another message with a photo attached.

[ Computer beeps ]

Well.

That is Ted Jr. on the left, right?

Uh, yeah.

That's a lot of motive.

And a lot of gym time.

Teddy was giving me that Mercedes

as compensation, kind of.

Compensation for what, exactly?

Services rendered.

I was doing a lot of tech work

to bring his dealership online.

He flew me here to L.A.

He was paying for my rent, too.

Hmm. Uh, who else knew

that Teddy was giving you that Mercedes?

Maybe his wife?

He told me that he was offering it to her,

but she wanted a Lexus,

so he got her one of those instead.

Giving a Lexus off the lot

to a woman he was about to divorce...

Teddy sounds like a very generous guy.

[ Voice breaking ] Generous doesn't even begin...

I'm sorry.

It's all right. Take your time.

Yeah.

[ Inhales sharply ]

We... met on a cruise to Zihuatanejo.

He took one look at my inside cabin

and paid to have me upgraded.

I bet he upgraded you really good.

Oh, come on. You were thinking that.

So, tell me, Darren.

Was Teddy's wife on this cruise?

Darren: Yeah. I know... I know.

I-I-I never thought I would get involved with a married guy.

But it happened. Here I am.

A year later.

And what am I gonna do now?

Teddy and his dream just... just gone.

We started out transforming his business

and... we transformed each other, instead.

Well, how did his wife feel

about this, um, "transformation"?

Olivia... she didn't like me very much.

I'm sure she was shocked to find out Teddy wanted to marry me.

So, Teddy told his wife

that he was leaving her for you?

Of course he did.

[ Clears throat ]

Because, you know, Darren, sometimes men say things

like "I'm gonna marry you" just to get...

The minute the supreme court made it legal, Ted proposed.

That very same minute.

I-I just got back from Tahoe this morning,

scouting for a place to hold our wedding.

Ohh.

[ Sighs ]

[ Sniffles ]

I've been crying for over a year now.

[ Sniffles ]

Are you sure it was Teddy in that car?

Yes.

Mrs. King, have you ever known your husband

to drive a black Mercedes S.U.V.?

Oh, that was the car? Oh, my God.

So, you're familiar with it, ma'am?

He was, uh... ah, I bet he was giving it

to his little boy toy, Darren.

Why do you say that?

Because he tried to give it to me a couple days ago

to keep me from suing the business.

He was probably just working his way down the list of people

he needed to buy off. [ Sniffles ]

Teddy tossed cars at every problem that he had.

Did Teddy consider you a problem?

Well, I am divorcing him.

Because of his infidelity?

I looked the other way as long as I could.

But I guess part of me hoped

that even though I was gonna take him

for every dime he was worth, part of me still...

Hoped it could work out.

[ Scoffs ]

Why were you suing the business?

Once he found out

I was really going through with the divorce,

he changed the dealership around to hide money from me.

That Darren boy put all kinds of ideas in his head.

It was Darren's idea to lay off 25 employees today.

Big Ted tried to stop it.

"We will not be downsizing our employees."

"No," Teddy said.

"No, Darren says it's right-sizing.

Darren says."

[ Sniffles ]

So, none of the employees of Ted King Auto

mentioned that they were laid off today?

Provenza: Maybe they saw Little Ted's death as a way

to save their job.

Flynn: Maybe we should have this comptroller,

this Mr. Winters guy, come pay a visit

and bring a list of all the employees

who were fired this morning.

Yeah, and Big Ted or Ted sr.

Or w-whatever the monarch of the family calls himself.

If he's out of the hospital by tomorrow,

then we ought to drag him down here, too,

because I'm telling you,

there is something rotten at Ted King Auto Sales.

Well, captain, I'm looking over Ted Jr.'s personal accounts,

and if he's hiding money from his wife,

it's not in his bank, ma'am.

We need to ask Big Ted very nicely

to open up his dealership books.

Big news... the bomb squad was able to determine

the Mercedes was in reverse at the time of the explosion.

You can only do that after the car is started.

So, this wasn't an ignition-fired explosive.

No.

Then what was it?

Remote detonation.

The bomb squad found a receiver in the debris,

the kind that unlocks your car door

when you pair it up with a key fob.

It works within a range of about 100 feet or so.

So, someone watched Little Ted get into the Mercedes

before blowing it up.

Narrowing our possible targets down to one.

Plenty of extra key fobs laying around a used-car lot.

Yes, that any angry employee has access to.

Lieutenant, what about the bomb materials?

Gunpowder-based, a homemade pvc pipe bomb

with an improvised blasting cap made from a Christmas-tree light

and a 9-volt battery.

Wait. Hold on. I saw something here earlier.

On Little Ted's credit-card statement, a charge

made on December 26.

I mean, who orders Christmas-tree lights after Christmas

and two 9-volt batteries?

With expedited delivery.

Provenza: So our victim bought all the materials

for the bomb that killed him.

Online, charged to his company credit card, sir.

Wait. Two 9-volt batteries?

Hmm. That's a big, big problem.

Why?

Only one battery needed per blasting cap.

There's another bomb out there.

Okay, let's see.

If I sense danger, I have to signal.

I have to stay in the safety zone.

Also, I-if I hear gunshots, I'm not supposed to run away.

I'm supposed to lie down on the ground

and wait for the all-clear.

Or to bleed out. Whatever's first.

That's not funny.

- Good morning, lieutenant. - Good morning.

Do we have any leads on the second bomb?

Lieutenant Reid and his squad double-checked all the cars

on the Ted King Auto lot last night, found nothing.

They're moving on to employees' homes.

Are Mr. King and Mr. Winters here yet?

- Signing in downstairs. - Okay.

Sharon, Amy's waiting for me to start my S.I.S. briefing.

Okay. Good luck.

Sharon... I can handle this.

Please, just... don't worry.

Right.

[ Telephones ringing ]

[ Indistinct announcement ]

[ Sighs ]

Come on, Sykes.

We all know the real reason you left S.I.S.

Ah, you know, if Amy worked for me any longer,

she would have shot too many people to ever make captain.

Lieutenant Cooper will be the S.I.S. supervisor

on your operation.

You know what Amy's secret goal is, don't you?

That she wants to be part of the brass.

And you don't get to be all brassy

by shooting people, now, do you?

So... this is our Number One for tomorrow, eh?

What? During the operation,

your radio call name will be "Number One."

Oh. Beats being called number two.

Oh, you're very funny, Mr. Jump Street.

Yeah, all... All I meant was that...

Oh, very funny. Now, sit down.

Impress me.

I want to be impressed

because there's no way I'm putting some kid on the street

unless I know he's going to cooperate with me 1,000%.

Got that, Jump Street?

I want to be impressed.

Let's go, Sykes.

This is a map of the ground you'll cover tomorrow.

This is the condo.

This is your one and only driving route to the chess park

and these are the chess tables

inside your one and only safe zone at the park.

You will not deviate from the route

or step outside of the safe zone.

Why? Oh, excellent question.

You see, any deviation from your agreed-upon movements

will be interpreted as distress

and an undercover element will respond.

And that response can get people killed.

You'll be under surveillance by S.I.S. here,

here, here, here, and here.

We call that covering the compass.

We do it right, it should look and feel like

you're completely alone.

Alone?

B-b-b-but what about you

and Lieutenant Provenza and Detective Sanchez?

Rusty, we're trying to draw the suspect out.

He has to believe you're not being watched

or he won't even try to approach you.

Now, there's every possibility

he knows each detective in Major Crimes.

Wait, wait, wait.

So, none of you guys are even gonna be with me?

Anyone you know will be well outside of the perimeter.

But don't you worry, Jump Street.

You will be fully covered by my people.

- How will I know who they are? - You won't.

But what if I... what if I need help?

What if I have to do something that's different

than what we had originally planned?

Listen, kid. There will be no improvisation...

You got that? None whatsoever.

That's what I'm trying to get through your thick head.

Now, if you don't want the name Rusty Beck to be the subject

of a very sad after-action meeting,

you will do everything exactly as I tell you.

Ted Sr.: The doctor just said it was shock.

I guess I wasn't ready for something like this.

Yeah, well, who is?

My only child.

[ Sighs ]

You mentioned there was another bomb.

Where is it?

Well, we were hoping

that you might be able to help us with that.

- How? - Well, you could start

by giving us a list of the employees fired by your son.

Ray: Oh, my God.

You seem to have omitted that yesterday, Mr. winters.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. The police... I lied to the police.

- They're going to arrest me. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. - Mr. Winters. Mr. Winters!

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God. - It's fine.

Lying to the police is not against the law.

Oh? Really?

I... did not know that.

But we don't love it.

Ted Sr.: Don't blame Ray.

I told him to withhold that information.

I thought you might look at the names of the people

my son laid off as a list of suspects.

But no one, none of my employees

could not have had anything to do with Little Ted's death.

They only found out they were being fired

when they got their pink slips yesterday, and by that time,

that bomb was already on that car.

And that was his last act on this earth.

He gave them no warning!

Some of those people had been with me for decades.

To let them go during the holidays?

[ Sighs ] I failed my son.

I tried to get him to do the right thing,

but I failed him somehow.

Mr. King, your son was a grown man.

You are not responsible for his actions.

Wasn't it my job to lead him into a mature adulthood?

Why did he start turning everyone against me?

His mother left him her share of the business.

My brother left him his.

Somehow, after 40 years of selling cars,

well, I don't know anything.

We understand that Little Ted

wanted to take more of your business online.

Which was bullshit!

Uh, well, uh, not exactly, big Ted.

On the beta test that Darren set up,

uh, people buying cars from our website showed

we would make an extra $1 million a year, actually.

We just deliver the car from our inventory...

And turn our dealership into a parking lot.

And losing some of my company to his wife.

No one in my family's ever been divorced before.

Awful!

Yeah. And he left Olivia for a man.

Well, I don't care about that.

Some people like automatic. Some people like manuals.

But Little Ted's refusal to keep his vows

was allowing Olivia to destroy our profitability!

How? What was Olivia doing?

Uh, s-she was suing

to have a forensic accountant look over our books.

You see, Ted King Auto Sales is a corporation

with several DBA accounts.

We don't do anything illegal,

but some of our floating inventory estimates

might confuse the IRS.

You know, Big Ted, if you let us look at your books,

they would then become evidence in your son's death

and it would take a lot longer

for Olivia's accountants to gain access.

No, no, no, no. We're not gonna let you do that.

Look through my house all you want.

But I'll thank you to stay out of my wallet.

Excuse me.

[ Door opens, closes ]

Lieutenant Reid located the second bomb.

Oh, thank God. Where was it?

Underneath Ray Winters' car.

The comptroller.

Do we know if the second bomb

was remotely activated, as well?

Reid: Rather than drive through the streets

towing an incendiary device on the back of our vehicle,

perform a forced detonation in the containment truck.

He means we're blowing up the bomb.

Flynn: Hey, guys!

Just finished the search of Olivia King's personal vehicle.

No bomb, obviously. But we did find this...

An after-market key fob that did not work on her own car.

Lieutenant.

Please proceed with extreme caution.

This could be the remote detonator to our bomb.

Well, there's one quick way to find out.

Hold on.

We good?

Okay.

Can I give it a shot?

I just tried it. You saw me try it.

Could be the plastic bag.

[ Sighs ]

I think the panic button might work better

and maybe if you move a little closer.

Watch it, Mike, okay?

Tao: The bomb containment chamber

should give me all the protection I need.

Right, Lieutenant Reid?

Uh, theoretically.

Fire in the hole!

[ Clicking ]

Eh? Eh?

Maybe I'm out of range.

And maybe it's the wrong fob.

All right, close enough. Close enough!

Okay.

Well, fire in the hole?

[ Explosion ]

[ Chuckles ]

Provenza: All right, Flynn.

When is a bomb not just a bomb?

When it's a smoking gun.

Buzz: Say something, Rusty.

Something Rusty.

Oh. Highly original, Jump Street.

Now, what is the most important thing you have to do?

Stick with the plan.

Where are you going today and every day?

- To the park to play chess. - Good.

Now, remember, you will be covered

the minute you leave the garage downstairs.

Just don't try to figure out how or by whom.

I will act like a zombie.

Now, you stay in the prearranged safe zone

and you signal distress or threat by...

Rubbing the back of my head three times with my left hand.

All right.

You just graduated from Jump Street to Number One.

Now, you do everything exactly as I tell you,

and we will catch this son of a bitch

who's been threatening you.

Okay.

I can finish that.

All right, Buzz. Let's do a radio check.

Is this too tight?

Um, you know what? Yeah, yeah.

Maybe just a little looser.

I kind of can't feel my fingers.

I thought so.

There. Now, relax your shoulders.

Breathe.

Both: [ Breathes deeply ]

Believe it or not,

being a little nervous is a good sign.

It means that you're taking this seriously,

which I really appreciate.

Here is your jacket

and your chess pieces are inside your backpack.

And your lunch.

And your pepper spray.

You ready?

Number One is on the move.

Don't worry.

The bad guy's probably not gonna show up the first day.

Probably.

[ Elevator bell dings ]

I have never seen that thingamajig in my life.

Ma'am, we used that fob we found in your car

to remotely detonate a bomb

we removed from Ray Winters' personal vehicle.

What?! Ray?

Why would I kill Ray?

God, as my attorney,

aren't you supposed to, like, object to them or something?

Not yet.

The bomb found in Mr. Winters' car,

was it similar to the one that, uh, blew up Little Ted?

Identical.

Both keyed to remote detonation.

- Correct. - One moment.

Mrs. King, with your husband gone,

is it true that you now own part of the business?

Yes, but Big Ted already offered to buy me out.

So, um, you've decided to sell to him.

Well, I sued to get their books, but it's gonna take forever

to figure out what everything's worth.

There's so many accounts.

Ted King Auto, Ted King Automotive,

Ted King Motors, Ted King Quality Cars...

Wait, wait. Wait a minute.

Do you already have access

to the financial records of Ted King Auto?

We do. Two days ago,

a judge ordered Ray Winters

to turn over all of the dealership's books.

And according to this transcript, a court reporter

has Olivia on the stand from 11:27 and 11:56 A.M.

And Little Ted blew up at...

11:34 A.M.

And by remote detonation,

do you mean from anywhere in the world

or within the contiguous United States or...

More like within 100 feet.

Olivia was 15 Miles away at the time.

So unless you can prove to a jury

that she was two places at once...

Thank you, Gary. That's right.

Everyone thought

I was coming into the dealership that morning.

I only pretended I was coming in so they wouldn't know

I was getting a court order forcing them

to turn over all of their books.

Okay, Olivia. Um, Mr. Bridges?

Mm-hmm.

Um, we might be able to look the other way

on this "Key fob responsible for detonating a bomb" business

under one condition.

You started the interview with Big Ted already?

Tao's bringing him in now.

How's Rusty doing so far?

Got a good appetite.

Ray Sr.: It's hard to believe

Olivia would do something like this

to her own business.

But I guess when you screw with the human heart,

all bets are off.

But would she try and kill your comptroller?

Because she got no sense. Does she, Ray?

Yeah, well, that's why we need your help.

See, we've been going over the dealership's bank accounts.

Son of a bitch! How did you get those?!

Olivia gave us a little peek.

Ray: Oh, God.

Is that why you read us our rights?

Partly.

Anyway, you've got a lot of different business names here.

Ted King Automotive, Ted King Motors, Ted King...

We do that for balancing inventory over fiscal quarters.

Standard industry practice.

We're not really interested in that,

but we do have a question about one of your accounts.

"Ted King Auto."

You mean Ted King Auto Sales.

No, not Ted King Auto Sales. That's your primary account.

The one we're interested in... Is Ted King Auto.

Well, there is no account called Ted King Auto.

Tell them, Ray.

Oh, uh, it's news to me.

Ted King Auto, huh? No, never heard of that.

Really?

Because the Ted King Auto account

has fairly consistent deposits and withdrawals.

Every week, $1,000 in, $1,000 out.

Well, maybe Little Ted kept this

as kind of a slush fund for that Darren kid.

Well, except...

The Ted King Auto account was opened 31 years ago,

when Little Ted was really little.

Like 2.

You add up all this money,

and it comes to $1,978,456.31.

We have an electronic pictue

of some of the checs deposited

and they all say the same thig on the memo line.

Can you read this, Mr. King?

Mm. "Lifetime warranty."

Well, we try to sell one of those with every vehicle

because it's a significant source of revenue.

Mainly because it doesn't cover all the things

that go wrong in the car.

Because our automobiles are 100% guaranteed pre-owned.

Plus that covers free car washes for life... for life!

Well, about once a week when one of your customers

purchased a lifetime or free car washes for $1,000,

they were told to make the check out to Ted King Auto

instead of the usual account.

So, our question to you, Mr. Winters, is can you give us

the name attached to the Cayman island bank account

where all this money went?

[ Chuckles ] How should I know?

Because you're the comptroller.

Aren't you in charge

of all the transactions at the dealership?

Tao: Don't you have access to all the accounts,

including the corporate credit cards?

Which were used to purchase the material

in the bomb that killed Little Ted.

Ray: Now, I wasn't the only one

who had access to Little Ted's credit cards.

- Olivia also had... - Wait a sec.

We didn't say Little Ted's credit card.

Just that it was a corporate account.

Oh, uh, did I... did I misspeak?

A little.

Ted Sr.: Wait a minute. L-let's go back.

I don't understand. Why would Ray...

Tao: It's very simple, sir.

Ray here was embezzling from you.

Your son was getting divorced.

His wife hired an accountant

to go over your financial records,

which meant Ray was about to be found out.

So he tried to halt the process by...

By blowing up my son?!

I think that was more of a panic response.

The Mercedes S.U.V.

was originally intended for Olivia.

Tao: So, with her out of the way, the divorce,

the request to see the dealership's books

would go up in smoke.

But Olivia wouldn't take the Mercedes.

Am I right? So you switched targets.

The divorce would still go away with Little Ted gone.

Well, that doesn't make any sense.

There was a bomb on my car. Someone was trying to kill me.

No one was trying to kill you.

You put that bomb on your own car

to take suspicion away from yourself.

Ray?

Now, now, now, now, Big Ted,

they're just painting this picture the worst possible way.

You killed my boy for a lousy $1,000 a week?!

Hey, let go of me!

You son of a bitch!

Such a lousy $1,000 a week,

why didn't you add it to my paycheck?!

You never treated me right.

Your son treated me like a servant.

The day Little Ted came in to work, he acted like

he knew better than everyone else

and you never bothered to teach him

- the basics of ordinary respect! - You have no right to talk...

[ Grunts ] Please, sir.

Sit. [ Groans ]

Before I say anything else, I think I should get a lawyer

and see if there's some way to work all this out.

Oh, I think that we could get you a deal

with a lifetime guarantee, Mr. Winters.

First, of course, we'll have to run it by our manager.

Well, I'll see what we can do.

And checkmate.

[ Door opens ]

Well?

Yeah. He's almost made it through his first day.

Almost. Almost.

Hey.

Hey. Mind if I give you a try?

Yeah, I could go for another.

Okay.

Keep packing up.

Walk calmly. Go to your car.

Do not touch the back of your head.

Unlock your vehicle

and wait for me to drive ahead of you.

If your babysitters figure out that I'm here,

your mother dies.

Get it?

[ Sighs ]

[ Car alarm disables ]

[ Screams ]

I told you stick to the plan no matter what

and you always check the backseat of your vehicle.

No. Amy, there's a guy out there...

There's a guy out there and he's threatening me, he's threatening my mom.

He's one of us.

Congratulations. You failed your field test.

In real life, you'd have died

and maybe gotten S.I.S. officers killed, too.

Oh, my God, Amy. I didn't...

Start your engine.

Pull away from the curve and drive the way I told you

while we talk about what an idiot you are.

Amy, I-I am so sorry. I really am.

I'm so sorry.

Great. We'll put that on your tombstone.

"Here lies Rusty Beck. He was really sorry."

I said drive.

[ Engine turns over ]

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