All language subtitles for Ransom.S03E02.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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[camera clicks]

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[laughs]

[indistinct chatter]

Oh!
Oh.

Thanks for letting Zara
work from home

while Cody
and I are away.

Oh, hey, no problem. You know,
I was a, I was a Boy Scout.

First camping trip, a bear
came right up to our tent.

What did you do?
I-I ran.

You outran a bear?No, no, I outran

my friend Sandy.

[chuckles]

I wanted to say, I was sorry
to hear about your divorce, man.

Ah, thanks. You know, it's,
uh, it's for the best.

Hey, Eric.Mm? Hey, kiddo.

I didn't know you were divorced.

Dad said you're
mom's work husband.

Kids.

Uh, they say
the darndest things.

Chip?

Zar?
Yeah?

This is a quality chip.

Well, good 'cause those
are the ones you brought.

Oh, right.[chuckles]

Unbelievable.

What?

I think Cynthia's
gonna bail.

Who's gonna eat
all this food?

I know, but she always
manages to ghost early

every time we have one
of our little sh-shindigs.

Watch this.
Five...

Four...
Okay, she's coming.

Three...
Stop. Shh...

Two...

[sighs] Zara, I am so sorry
to do this.

I got to get going.But you just got here.

I know, something came up.

Well, thanks
for coming.

Well, thanks for having me.

See you Monday.See you Monday. Bye.

[whispering]:
You're so obvious.

MIKE: Hey, I have a friend
I'd like you to meet.

You'll like her.
We carpool together.

Hey, Bren.
Hi.

This is Eric Beaumont,
the one I was telling you about.

Nice to meet you.Hi. Nice to meet you as well.

I hear you're
a hostage negotiator.

Uh, yes, this is right.
Um, and I hear

you, uh, carpool
with Mike.

Sometimes. So now I know
who to call

when I get held up at a bank.[phone ringing]

[laughs] Uh, it looks like
someone has beaten you to it.

Um, will you excuse me a moment?

Sure.Pardon me.

Eric Beaumont.

Understood.

Okay, yeah.

Should be right around here.
Ah. Team, this is Kate Barrett,

Special Agent
with the Bureau.

Hi.Hi.

Hi, nice to
meet you. Oliver.
Pleasure.

Thank you all
for coming so quickly.

Three days ago,
Deb and Mitch Manning

reported their
19-year-old daughter

missing from her
dorm room in D.C.

She turned up yesterday
across state lines,

a few miles from here.

Hikers found her
at the bottom of a ravine.

She jumped off a bridge.

And survived?

It's a miracle
she's alive.

Luckily, muddy ground
and tree branches

broke her fall.
Before she disappeared,

her parents said that
her behavior had changed.

Changed how?

Became withdrawn, cut herself
off from her friends.

They said she was planning
on getting together

with someone she met online.

We think whoever she was talking
to brought her to the bridge.

Think you're dealing
with an online predator?

We think so, but we need
to get her talking.

Okay, um,
how can we help?

Our therapists can't crack her,

I was hoping
you could Beaumont her.

Beaumont her?

Look at that, you're a verb.

You got a great rep
at the Bureau.

Heard you could make
anybody talk.

Yeah, well, not exactly.

I'm a negotiator, I help people
get what they want.

So why don't you get me
what I want and get her talking

before whoever lured her to that
bridge targets another victim?

♪

ERIC: Hey, Kyla. My name
is, uh, Eric Beaumont.

I'm not a doctor,
I'm not a shrink,

and I don't work for the FBI.
I'm a negotiator.

Uh, which means, among other
things, I'm here to help you.

[monitor beeping]

Are you able to tell me
why you were at that bridge?

Did you go alone,
or did someone take you there?

OLIVER: Why aren't you
talking, Kyla?

CYNTHIA:
Maybe she can't speak

because she's traumatized.OLIVER: No, no,

I don't think so.

Kids with selective mutism
want to speak, but can't.

Kyla's not even trying
to communicate.

I think she can speak,
she just doesn't want to.

I can help you get whatever
it is that you want, so...

tell me.

What do you want?

I want to die.

Well, at least we know
what she wants.

Maybe, uh,

maybe she's part
of a-a suicide pact.

You know, didn't live up
to her end of the bargain.

Or she's part
of some kind of cult.

Bet you she feels powerless.
Eric, give her some autonomy.

I know this is

uncomfortable... hmm.
There you go.

How about we make
a deal, Kyla?

You tell me why
you were on that bridge,

and I will get you
what you want.

You're really gonna let me die?

Can you give us
a couple minutes?Afraid not.

Hospital rules.
She can't be left alone.

Oh, no, she's not alone.
I'm here.

So is my team, along with
three federal agents.

Two minutes, please.

I'm sure that coffee's
kicking in right about now.

Two minutes.

Thanks.

What's he doing?Beaumonting her.

We don't have a lot of time,
so I need you

to listen to me very carefully.
In this room, right now,

there are three ways
to kill yourself.

Cabinet behind me.

You shatter the glass,
you can slit your wrists.

That power cord is long enough
for you to hang yourself,

and there's more than enough
morphine in that bag to OD.

I will take your restraints off,

if you give me the name
of whoever made you do this.

Deal?

Tell him to open
the door.Just trust him.

That girl is on suicide watch.
She's high-risk.

ERIC: I want you to
know something, Kyla.

For the rest of your life,
no matter what room you're in,

there will always be at least
three ways to kill yourself.

Take it from me.

Life is a choice
that we all have to make,

every day.

He knows what he's doing.

KATE:
Nurse?

Nurse?

You're never gonna beat this.

Beat what?

Black Dolphin.

What's Black Dolphin?

Get that door open.

I failed.

What do you mean?

I failed! I failed!

I failed!

[shrieking]:
I failed! I failed!

I don't want this!DOCTOR: Get out of here.

KYLA:
Just leave me alone!

Get her restrained.No, stop!

Hey. Hey!

What the hell was that?
You don't show a suicidal girl

three ways to kill herself.You asked me

to get her talking.
I got her talking.

I heard you left the Bureau
'cause you didn't like the way

we did things.
Well, we have protocol

for a reason.
I don't want

a dead kid on my watch.Come on, neither do I.

You...
Now we have a lead.
We have a lead.

You employed a highly
irresponsible strategy

without clearing it.

Either we do this as a team,
or we don't.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

ERIC:
Has Kyla ever said anything

to you about something
called Black Dolphin?

No. She never
mentioned it.

You didn't know about
the carving on her arm?

We didn't know
a thing about that.

We haven't seen her much
since she moved into the dorms.

Was she unhappy at school?

Uh, she was valedictorian of
her high school class, but...

she was having a
tough freshman year.

DEB: She wasn't making friends,
her grades dropped,

she was withdrawn, but we had
no idea she was so depressed.

We-we-- she seemed to be
getting better, recently.

We-we thought
she turned a corner.

What changed?

She was talking about
someone she'd met.

We figured it was
a new boyfriend.

Did you ever meet him?

No, no. She was
so private about that stuff.

I didn't want to pry.

I should have.

It's... it's okay.

It's not okay.
How did we miss this?

It's not your fault.

It's not about blame.

Eric.

Um, would you excuse us?

Thank you.

Zara and I cross-referenced
recent suicides

across the country
with autopsies that describe

self-mutilation in the shape
of a dolphin.

We found two victims with
carvings like Kyla's.

One in Oregon,
one in Iowa.

[phone vibrates]ERIC: Looks like a pattern.

Zara, you're on speaker.

Guys, I just found something.

Oliver, I'm sending it
to you right now.

[tablet chimes]

ERIC:
What is that, a web portal?

"Welcome to
Black Dolphin.

You are player 2,028."

Black Dolphin is a game?

It's more like
an interactive challenge

that incites people
to kill themselves.

If that number's correct,

there's over 2,000
potential victims.

Okay, I'm issuing
an agencywide alert.

And following up with Missing
Persons, see if they have

any reports describing kids
with dolphin arm carvings.

ZARA: Guys, there's something
else. I searched online

for Black Dolphin posts
and found one from today.

A kid named Liam O'Connell

posted a picture of a dolphin
with the words "The End."

What time did he post it?

Uh, 10:08 a.m. Eastern Time.Where?

Geotagged,
Cheswitt County, Maryland.

Where's that?

It's like a half hour from here.

Okay, thanks, Zar.

[phone chimes]

CYNTHIA: His social media
suggests he was depressed

and bullied online
by kids at school.

KATE:
My guys pinged his phone.

ERIC:
Good thing he left it on.

Low self-esteem, social
isolation, depression,

it's a trifecta

of suicidal ideation.Guys...

I'm gonna set a perimeter.ERIC: Yeah.

Okay, why don't you
guys just stay back?

Eric...
You're in my ear.

[sighs]

ZARA: Eric?What do you got, Zara?

I've started playing
Black Dolphin,

and I found people
in a chat room talking about it.

There are 60 "challenges."

Okay, what kinds of challenges?

Well, they start out benign.

"Write the word dolphin
all over your body,"

"watch a disturbing video,"
but then, they get invasive.

Sleep deprivation and self-harm.

And challenge number 60?

Let me guess: suicide.

Liam?

I-I know about
Black Dolphin, Liam.

Don't come any closer!

I'll do it.

I'm not trying to stop you,

I just want to know
who's-who's behind it.

Who-who's making
you do this?

You reached level 60, right?

Is this the prize
for reaching level 60?

You get to,
you get to kill yourself?

OLIVER:
He's determined to die.

Whatever Black Dolphin is,
he wants to finish it.

Why fire?

I got to pick.

What do you mean,
you got to pick?

He let me choose.

Who did?He's a genius.

Okay.

Why do you like him?

He just makes me feel special.

OLIVER:
Sounds like whoever's

behind Black Dolphin
is grooming

vulnerable people, and building
trust through these exercises.

It's an abuse tactic
called trauma bonding.

Why does he make you
feel special?

He said I got to ask him
a question when I hit level 60.

Not everyone gets to.

Oh, yeah?
Well, that is special.

What question did you ask him?

I asked him what his name is.

If Liam knows his name, it'll be

in his messages.
Get his phone.

What's his name, Liam?

[Liam grunting]

Get off me!

Nice work.

[scoffs]

Eric.

Keep an eye on him.We cracked his phone.

Yeah.We found a name in
his message history.

Julian Schulz. German
national, and we traced

all of Julian's messages to
a single laptop in Munich.

He's our best chance
at stopping this.

His actions qualify as
a cyberterrorism threat.

So I've expedited an
extradition request

on charges of reckless
endangerment.

Not murder?Not without forensic evidence.

Of course.

Okay, do... [sighs]
do you have a warrant?

It's on its way as we speak.All right.

German police
are bringing him in.

PARAMEDIC:
Hey!

Stop!Liam.

Hey! Hey!

ERIC: Liam, stop!KATE: Liam, stop! Stop!

♪

Medic.

KATE:
Come on!

♪

Challenge number two.

I am yours.

[indistinct chatter]

All eyes on the screen.

FBI AGENT:
German police coming online now.

[overlapping chatter continues]

Ten seconds to entry.

If he's working
off a single laptop,

it contains the identities of
all the Black Dolphin players.

Tactical, we need him alive
and we need that laptop.

[shouting in German]

MAN:
Suspect down.

Julian is a math prodigy with
an extremely, extremely high IQ.

And a PhD
in computer programming.

Personal life?ZARA: Only child

estranged from his parents,

no serious relationships
in the past five years.

What kind of person
creates this...?

Game.

That's a cute name
for what this is.He's taking control

to sociopathic levels.ERIC: Yeah, but why?

I found a lot of
failed projects

and rejected patent
applications.

The guy never broke
through professionally.

Good news. Julian's on
an inbound flight.

Did you get the names
of any other players?

That's the bad news.

When he shut the laptop,
he activated its encryption.

Soon as it gets here, my techs
will be working on it, but...

So we have no idea how many
players just completed level 60

and are on the verge
of killing themselves?Well, at least

with Julian in custody,
none of them can advance.

And how is Julian?He's not cooperating

and we need that password.

You think you can
get him talking?

When does he land?

[exhales]

[chainsaw revving over video]

[woman screaming]

Sweetie, you scared me.

I can't sleep.

Oh, baby, I'm coming.

It's okay. Come on.

Guys.

Julian's being brought in now.

♪

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

Zara.

I just got a new message
from Black Dolphin.

How? Julian's in custody.

I don't know.
But the game is still in play.

And whoever's doing this...

knows my real name.

ERIC: Black Dolphin is still in play.

Julian must have accomplices
who are working on his behalf.

But all of his
communications originated

from his apartment
and as far as we know,

he lived alone.

You used an avatar.

If they know
your real name,

someone must be hacking into
your social media accounts.

Zara, you stopped playing
Black Dolphin

when we got Julian
in custody, so...

how did you know
you got a new message?

I checked
the Black Dolphin portal.

Why?

I don't know. I know,
it's weird, but I guess...

I was curious.

OLIVER: It's not weird,
it's human nature.

Julian's tapped into a
primal risk/reward dynamic.

Higher the risk,
higher the reward.

It's why people play
Candy Crush,

buy lotto tickets.

He's specifically grooming
people with suicidal thoughts.

You know, that's what makes
the game so lethal.

If we don't get
that password soon,

more people are
going to die.

So no pressure then.

[sets cup down]

Julian, my name
is Eric Beaumont.

I'm a negotiator.

Very nice to meet you,
Mr. Beaumont, but do tell me--

don't negotiators typically
work to free hostages?

Typically, yes. Yeah.

Pardon my ignorance, but I'm
not sure what I'm doing here.

I have not taken
anyone hostage.

Well, your laptop
contains the names

of young people
playing Black Dolphin.

You have taken
them hostage.

Virtually.

That's a very creative
interpretation.

So how about you give me
access to your laptop?

We call it a day.

That laptop's
my private property,

so giving it up without cause
would be infringement

of my constitutional rights.

You're not in Germany anymore.That doesn't matter.

You know, I'd be
happy to bring in

a lawyer if you'd like to
consult about your rights.

That's very kind,
thank you, but no need.

I have not done anything wrong.

He's a high achiever
who doesn't like to take blame.

Definitely a perfectionist.

Use it.

Black Dolphin is, uh...
[exhales]

it's a sophisticated game.

Is it?I mean, it's a lot of work.

Must've taken
years to perfect.

Worthwhile pursuits often do.

And yet you're in here, so...

...I guess the game's
not so perfect.

[laughs softly]

The game continues.

And this makes you angry, yeah?

How do you know that
if you didn't create it?

I assumed.Who are you working with?

Who's running
Black Dolphin now?[chuckles]

Julian, you're very good

at what you do.Thank you.

You know,
your programming, coding...

but I'm also very good
at what I do.

And I just made you admit
more than you ever intended.

This is only our
first conversation.

Black Dolphin may be perfect,
but you're not.

You are the weak link, Julian,
and sooner or later,

something's gonna
slip out.

[chuckles softly]

He's smiling.

Concealing something; he doesn't
want to let you know

that he's rattled,
but he's rattled.

Like I said,
I'm a negotiator.

This is a negotiation,

so how about you tell me
what it is you want.

Because if you give me
access to your computer,

maybe I can
get it for you.

Hmm.

What do I want?

What do I want?
That's a very good question.

I think I have to, um,

just think about
the answer for a second.

In the meantime, I'm quite
hungry after my long flight.

Could you bring me
a hamburger, please?

Okay.

How about a trade?

I'll get you a
burger for the names

of all the Black Dolphin
players at level 60.

[scoffs]

I'll give you one. Sam Rigaud.

[chuckles]

[phone vibrates]

♪

So, we couldn't find anyone
that fit the criteria

in the U.S.,
but the Quebec police

did track somebody down.Sam Rigaud?

26 years old, posted a pic
of a dolphin

on social media
with the word "Goodbye."

Where in Quebec?Laval.

Tell him one of my team members
is nearby in Montreal.

ZARA:
All right, come on.

We don't want
to be late again.

Okay, wait, wait, wait.
Backpack, backpack, backpack.

Here we go.

And your hair...

I love you.
Have a great day.

Good luck on your...
[smooches] tests.

What is this?

Why did you do that?

Because you did, Mama.

One second, okay?

Hey, you. Hello. Hello.

I'm gonna borrow some
of your wipey wipeys-- here.

Let's wipe
this off, okay?
Okay.

I don't want you ever
to do this again.
Okay.

[phone rings]Oh, hang on.

Okay, this is Mommy's work.
Keep wiping, okay?

Be right back. Eric.

Zara, we got the name
of a Black Dolphin player.

Sam Rigaud.

He is in Laval
and he just reached level 60.

Okay, I'm on my way.

[horn honks]

Amy, you're gonna miss your bus.

Here. Give me that.

Have a great day.Yeah.

I'll be here
when you get home, okay?Okay.

Bye.
Bye.

Max. Max, Max, Max... okay.

Hey, Brenda. Hi, it's Zara.

Could you come over and watch
Max for a couple of hours?

ERIC:
You got anything, Ollie?

Yeah, I dug up
some more info on Julian.

For his doctoral thesis,

he tried to write
a computer program

that would beat
the Turing test.

It would make people think
they were talking

to humans,
not machines.

Never succeeded.

Guys.

Julian wants to talk.

Here comes his ask.

Where's my burger?

It's on its way,
is that all right?

Yes, um...

I'm curious.
Who gave you my name?

Was it Christina?

Jeremy?OLIVER:
Let him know he's right.

This guy wants you to know
how smart he is.

Liam? It was Liam.

You're a smart guy, Julian.

Brilliant, in fact.

So, um...

...why are you wasting your
potential on a stupid game?

Wasting my potential?

I think... [chuckles]

Black Dolphin has proven
to be a success.

That's what you're after?

Well, no one likes failure.

Do they?

Failure's a waste,

and the purpose of Black Dolphin
is to rid the world of waste.

Liam had a
weak psyche.

It's only for the
best that he's dead.

Survival of the fittest,

right?That is right, yes.

But the fittest
aren't supposed to fail,

are they, Julian?

It bothers you
that Kyla didn't die.

It bothers you
that you didn't finish

your doctoral thesis,
doesn't it?

You accuse me of failing.

Well, you failed,
too, Mr. Beaumont.

Liam killed himself.

And you couldn't
save him.

And he won't be the
only one you lose.

♪

Ah. At last.
Thank you.

Uh, you couldn't take these
off while I eat, could you?

Thank you.

That's very kind.

[Julian chuckles softly, sniffs]

Oh, I... haven't had
one of these in, um,

I don't know for how long.

[sniffs]

Mmm.

[chuckles]

It's delicious.

[sniffs]

[clears throat]

You see, um, I worked
on Black Dolphin

for many years, and I never knew
how to make the game addictive.

But you know how I got
my breakthrough?

When I realized that, uh,

I needed to make my players
feel... happiness.

Happiness, huh?

Tell me about that.

Well, there are
four chemicals

in the brain
that activate happiness.

Dopamine is one of them,
and I believe you are feeling it

right now, aren't
you, Mr. Beaumont?

You want something from me.

Gives you a thrill.

Okay, what are the others?

[clears throat, sniffs]
Well, oxytocin

and, uh, serotonin

and endorphins.

These four neurochemicals
are the key to Black Dolphin.

How so?

Well, um, playing the game...

playing the game releases
these chemicals in the brain

and makes players
feel happy.

And feeling happiness wants them
to continue with the game.

[clears throat]

ERIC: Can I get you
some water?

I'm good, thank you.

Yes, but, um, I'm not the only
one to exploit these chemicals.

I mean, casinos do it,

uh, the porn
industry does,

fast food restaurants.
[chuckles] They do it, too.

His breath is getting short
and he's starting to sweat.

You were right about
my-my thesis, by the way.

I wanted to create
a truly intelligent machine,

and I failed.

But with Black Dolphin,
I developed an algorithm

that mimics cognitive function
without my intervention.

There are no accomplices.
Black Dolphin is automated.

Julian must be using
sophisticated bots

to customize the
user experience

by data mining the player's
social media feeds.

So let me get this straight.
All your other projects failed,

but this one worked.
You-you wanted to be

good at something.

That is all that anyone wants,
isn't it?

Be good at something.
[coughing, sniffs]

OLIVER:
Eric.

Something's wrong.

See, I get to know
certain players.

I allow them to ask questions

when they reach the end
of the game. [coughs]

But the game, the game
is absolutely perfect.

The only thing
that could ruin it is me,

as you pointed out.

Medic! Medic!

Hey, hey, hey!

Tell me the password.
Come on.

He's having an
allergic reaction.

[Julian grunting]

What's happening?He's choking.

MEDIC:
Clear the area.

Okay, move, move, move.Yeah, yeah...

Starting compressions.

Come on, come on.Come on!

He's not waking up.

Geez...
[exhales]

KATE: We pulled Julian's
medical records from Germany.

Turns out he had a severe
wheat allergy.

Death by burger.
That's a new one.

He knew he was gonna die
when he ordered it.

He killed himself
to protect the game.

That dude's fear
of failure ran deep.

CYNTHIA:
It's not over yet.

We just need Julian's password.

OLIVER:
I don't think he's gonna

give that to us now.

Okay, any luck
with the laptop?

Well, they're running
decryption software,

but that could
take months.

Why can't they just
shut the game down?

Well, he's using a peer-to-peer
decentralized network

controlled by that laptop.

What does that even... any
of these peers we can talk to?

I think there might be
someone I can talk to.

I'll be on my cell phone.

[phone ringing]

Zara.

ZARA:
Eric. Okay, Sam was last seen

at the warehouse where he works.
I'm here now, but he's not.

He's disabled the GPS
on his phone

and he's turned it off.

Did he post anything
on social media

before he turned his phone off?Nothing.

But traffic cameras
showed him heading

due north by foot.

Okay, is there anything
in that direction?Yeah.

The Duvernay forest.

That's a lot of ground to cover.I'm on my way, but Eric,

Sam still has to send
one more selfie.

He'll have to turn his phone
back on to do that.

We'll ping the exact location
when he does, okay?

After he sends the picture,
he'll get to ask a question.

When he gets that answer...

He'll kill himself. Understood.

We need to shut this game down
before that happens.

Yeah, we do.

Kyla, when you got to level 60,

did you get to ask
the administrator a question?

Yeah.

What did you ask?

I asked him
what makes him happy.

And what did he say?

He just wrote, "Dose."

"Dose"?
Dose. D-O-S-E.

I figured he meant

another dose of Black Dolphin.

ERIC:
Dose?

I don't know.
That's what she said.

Another hit of the game?

I think it's an acronym.For what?

Dopamine, oxytocin,
serotonin, endorphins.

Sorry, can we
commandeer this?

He mentioned them while
I was questioning him.

Uh, all right, all right,
all right, dose.

D-O-S-E.

No, it didn't work.

ERIC: Julian called them
the key to Black Dolphin.

Okay, what's the molecular name
for dopamine?

D.A.

Okay, try it.

Nothing.

Oxytocin?O.X.Y.

Serotonin?

Uh, that's a tricky one. Uh...

5-HT.Yeah. Endorphins?

"ENDO." E-N-D-O. It worked.

ERIC:
We're in.

OLIVER: Okay, he
sent the selfie.

Can you ping it?

Send the coordinates
to Zara.

We need to shut down
Black Dolphin

before he sends his
final question to Julian.No pressure.

OLIVER: Zara,
you're right on top of him.

Eric, I found him.

Sam? Sam.

My name is Zara.Just go away, please.

You don't have to do this, Sam.Yes, I do.

You don't understand.Actually, Sam,

I do.

I know why you're
doing this. Look.

I've been playing, too.

What level?Not as far as you.

You're at level 60, right?ERIC: Shut it down, Oliver.

OLIVER: Yeah, it's harder
than it looks, Eric.

I have to find the source code
and activate the kill switch.

ZARA:
I know that you're in pain

and feeling lonely,

and maybe you felt less lonely

when you were playing
Black Dolphin.

Maybe you felt like
you made a friend,

but the person you think

you were talking to
is a computer program, Sam.

That's not true.

OLIVER:
Kill switch activated.

Black Dolphin, you're dead.

Oh, crap.

What?

OLIVER:
We're too late.

[phone chimes]

ERIC:
Zara, we've shut it down,

but the bot sent Sam
his final message.

What was Sam's question?"What's next?" Answer:

"Immortality, Sam."

The question you asked,
it was, "What's next?"

Am I right?

How did...
how did you know that?

Same way I know
the answer you got.

"Immortality, Sam."

I told you,

it's a computer program,
it's not a real person.

I bet it even told you
that you were special

because you
got to ask

a question at level 60, right?

Yeah.

The game says that
to every player.

Do you know why it's called
Black Dolphin, Sam?

Because dolphins
are the only animals

that seem to attempt suicide.

Yeah, they strand
themselves

in shallow water when
they're sick or injured

because they're in pain
and no one else can help.

But you're not alone, Sam.

I know it feels like you're
in a tunnel with no way out,

but... it will get better.

[crying]: How do you...
how do you... how do you know?

Because your family is on their
way and they love you, Sam.

They want to listen.

They're on your side.

So am I.
But I need you

to be on your side, too.

So take the rope off your neck
and give me your hand.

It's gonna be okay.

MAN:
Black Dolphin is neutralized.

Okay, guys, great job.

KATE: We've got a full list
of the players

and we're contacting
the families now.

I just got off with Zara.
Sam Rigaud is in safe hands.

Good.

Thank you...
for everything.

Glad we could help.

Your methods are
definitely unorthodox,

but I think
I like unorthodox.

You're back! [laughs]

[gasps] Daddy!
Hey!

Hey, come here.How's my big boy?
Mm, I missed you.

How are you? Have you been
good for your mother?AMY: Yes.

I hope so.
You been having fun?AMY: [chuckles] Yeah.

Honey, why did you color this?

Because it's pretty.Come on.

Hi, baby.
Hey, baby.

Hi, baby.

Hey.

Oh...[groaning]

You okay?

Mm. Yes. I just
missed you guys.

I don't think I can take
my work home anymore.

We're gonna have to
figure something out.

Right? Right?
Mm.

OLIVER:
Julian's dead.

Black Dolphin's shut down.

So why do I feel like
he's still out there?

Because as long
as the Internet exists,

there'll always be online
predators and vulnerable people.

You know, the only thing
that can fight isolation

is real connection.

Hey, how would you guys, uh,
feel about coming to dinner

at my place sometime?

Sure, sounds good.
I'm in.

Good. Don't get too excited.
I might bail early.

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