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♪ Get up, we're getting ready to roll ♪

What about Kilimanjaro for the honeymoon?

You mean like to climb?

It's more of a strenuous hike.

Is there a beach at the top?

Ooh, I don't want to lie, but I do want you to say yes.

Celina: Morning!

Morning. Morning.

I made you coffee, and I found your special milk.

Thank you. No. No, no more special milk.

No more extra pillows.

Hotel Nolan is officially closed.

Two nights is more than enough.

I know. I'm back in my place tonight, I swear.

Uh, my new mattress and white-noise machine arrived today.

I wish I had that machine last night.

That sound was driving me crazy.

I didn't notice anything. I did.

Every time I thought it was going to stop,

it just ramped back up again.

Was I snoring?

No. It was much softer than that.

Like scratching.

Oh, probably a raccoon.

I'll check the crawl space when I come home.

What do you know about the history of your house?

I know what year it was built.

No, I mean, like, has anyone died here?

My house is not haunted. You don't know that.

The only unwanted entity in this house,

I'm looking at right now.

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ I'm gonna win for you like I know you want me to do ♪

Bah-bah-bah. Ohh. [Imitates explosion]

Any chance you're gonna make it to the pediatrician appointment today?

I mean, if everyone just confesses to their crimes,

sure, but I doubt it.

Well, the thing is

Jack is due for his vaccinations today.

And you're usually there to soothe him.

He'll be fine. Just give him Tylenol and cuddles.

I know. I just don't want him to feel betrayed.

Like I took him to this place he got jabbed by needles.

Better he feels I betrayed him?

Y-Yeah. [Chuckles]

I can see who's gonna be the disciplinarian.

I got to go.

Bye, honey!

[Children's music playing]

[Both laughing]

So, uh, I've been thinking. Things are good between us.

Yeah. You know, we've been through a lot,

and we've come through it stronger.

I agree. [Chuckles]

So, uh, maybe it's time to move in together.

[Chuckles] Maybe. Sure.

I mean, your place is kind of small, though.

I-I know, but with my new promotion,

I could maybe afford a cardboard box deep in the Valley.

Wait. You want to buy a house?

Yeah. That's what grownups do, right?

And I know you won't go anywhere without Tamara.

So what if we got a place with a converted garage?

I'll have to think about it.

Great. Let's talk tonight.

I'll start looking at listings.

So, I think I've proven myself, you know,

with my contributions to cases,

and, you know, I-I know I'm young,

but I really think that I could really help out around...

Hey, sir, I was wondering if I could have a minute.

You got 20 seconds. Go.

Okay. So you remember the diamond case, right?

It was my... my first case.

Look, you're not gonna get to the point at this rate.

Okay. I want to be a detective,

and I will do anything to make that happen.

Is that it?

Yes. Alright.

Shadow Harper and Lopez today.

- Hey, Tim. - Yeah?

I'm reassigning Aaron for today.

Lucy, that means you're back on gopher duty.

Okay. [Clears throat]

I could handle one day alone.

Is there some reason you two can't ride together?

♪

Of course not. No, sir.

Good.

Sorry.

Um...

I'll go get the gear. Okay.

Officer Thorsen reporting for duty.

Grey just signed off on it.

Told you he would.

I didn't realize you wanted to be a detective.

I mean, to me, it seems like the most effective way

to make sure other people aren't railroaded like I was.

'Cause the detective that was assigned my case,

he dropped the ball every step of the way.

Well, he was French.

So, what, you've never seen, like, a bad American detective?

That's fair.

But I do have to warn you,

being a detective is nothing like being on patrol.

The hours are brutal,

and the cases are emotionally devastating

in a way that patrol can't prepare you for.

Are you sure you want this?

Yes, I'm sure.

What do you say we start with a test? Oh.

How about a game of five questions?

Okay. Let's go. Yeah.

As a detective, you need to ask the right questions,

so I'll send you the first page of a case file.

You can ask us five questions and five questions only.

So think carefully about what you need to know to solve it.

Oh, I got this.

Alright, so the records get dodgy,

but so far I haven't found anyone who's died in your house.

On your land is a bigger question.

Okay. I appreciate all the hard work.

I think I'm just gonna call an exterminator.

Look, I-I think you need to broaden your understanding

of what's possible. Have you tried ayahuasca?

Nolan: Hmm.

You know, it really shifts the way you see the world.

I think it'd be good for you.

Is that the one that makes you vomit uncontrollably?

It's very cleansing.

Yeah, I-I think I want to keep

my perception the way it is.

[Police radio chatter]

So...

how's single life going?

It's good. No one to complain

when I watch football all Sunday.

You didn't leave the house once?

I walked Kojo.

Tim, what? [Chuckles]

I spend all week outside.

No, I know, but we live in a vibrant city.

There's always something amazing going on.

Okay, so, don't get me wrong, I love L.A.,

but it is not a vibrant city, okay?

It's a loosely stitched together patchwork of strip malls.

You're hopeless.

[Cellphone rings]

Chris: Hey! You busy?

Uh, no. Wh-Where are you?

An open house. It was on my way to work.

Uh, what do you think?

It needs some work,

but, uh, it's three bedrooms.

Yeah, I... I can't really see anything. Can we talk later?

Okay. Love you.

Yeah.

Are you... Are you and Chris, uh, moving in together?

No. Uh, it's... I mean, he seems to think you are.

Yeah, I mean, I don't know.

He kind of sprang it on me this morning.

You guys are happy, right?

Yeah. Those are the obvious next steps.

Yeah, no, we're super happy. It's... It's good.

Dispatch: 7-Adam-100, I have an in-progress vandalism

on West 3rd south of Olympic.

Yeah. Show us responding.

[Siren wails]

Krishna: No, no, no, no! Not the Corvette!

You should've thought of that

before you flirted with that whore!

Babe! Aah! Lucy: Oh, my God.

Our accountant? She's 60!

And a stone-cold fox!

Tim: Okay, ma'am... ma'am, put down the golf club. Krishna: Oh, yeah?

Sir, no! Put the golf club down!

You wouldn't dare! Is this what you want?

Okay, that's it! Enough! Weapons down!

Weapon? It's a golf club.

Now.

I... Look, Officer, this is a misunderstanding.

Who called you? That doesn't matter.

It was the busybody across the street, wasn't it?

I bet she's posting on Nextdoor!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course she is.

You know, what else has she got in her sad little life?

She needs to put down the phone and take in her garbage bins!

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Actually, can you guys do something about that, huh?

She just leaves them out there for days.

Not our jurisdiction.

[Sweetly] Okay. Fine.

Mm. So where do you want to go for brunch? In bed.

Mmm. I like the way you're thinking.

Okay. Either of you want to make a report

about the damage to your cars?

[Sighs] At this point,

we have the body shop on speed dial.

♪

So, have you thought of your first question?

Yes.

I already went over the file you gave me.

The remains were found on the grounds

of the La Brea Tar Pits complex,

and a female guard went missing one month prior.

Correct.

And it's always the boyfriend.

Okay. First question. Was she seeing anyone?

Yes. And he also worked at the museum.

A paleontologist.

Oh, okay. So he had access to the grounds.

Interesting. Did he have an alibi?

No, he did not.

Okay.

So why haven't you and Bailey set a date?

Oh, we're enjoying being engaged.

Hm. Have something to do with her crazy ex?

Are they even divorced?

Uh, yeah, they have been for a while now.

How did you even know about that?

I mean, cops gossip.

Really? About me? What else do they say?

Well, they don't say, like, anything bad.

They just mention...

[Engine revs, tires screech] Whoa.

Light it up.

[Siren wails]

[Tires screech]

Ma'am?

Uh, ma'am, can you turn the engine off for me?

Pam: I can't stop. I have to keep driving. I'm sorry.

Ma'am, I need you to stop the car.

What is that around your neck?

He made me put it on.

He said to drive or he'd kill me.

Ma'am, is that a bomb?

[Crying] I have to go.

I'm sorry. I don't want to die.

I have to go.

Ma'am? Ma'am? No. No!

[Tires squeal]

♪

Pilot: Air-3 is lifting off now. ETA... 5 minutes from target.

You made the right call. We have to assume it's a real explosive.

Coordinating with the bomb squad now.

Yes, sir. What would you like us to do?

Follow her, but stay out of radio range. Yes, sir.

If the bomb has a remote trigger,

our radio signal could set it off.

Celina: Dropping back. We'll clear the streets.

Air support's on its way.

Sir, maybe we can get a court order

for all the cell carriers.

Get phone numbers attached to her home address.

It's already in process.

7-Adam-100, 2331,

stand by for victim information.

Copy. Copy.

Where do you want us? Scout for a staging area.

Bomb squad needs a wide-open space.

We have to limit potential casualties.

There's an empty lot near Nolan's location.

Perfect. I'll send backup to you now.

So, Harper, Lopez, Nolan says the driver's under duress.

Said she was told to keep driving

or the bomb would detonate.

Did he give her a destination?

No. Doesn't seem to be about a target.

She's the target.

So we need to find whatever we can on her.

Whoever chose her did it for a reason.

We're on it. Nolan...

bomb squad needs to know what they're dealing with. Can you get a picture?

No problem. Turning off radio, going dark.

Want you to pull up next to that car.

Try and stay parallel.

The bomb car? Yeah.

Okay. Getting closer to the bomb car.

[Engine revs]

Alright.

Closer. Alright.

[Crying]

Uh, it's a hinged collar secured around her neck,

kind of like handcuffs. Nolan...

With quarter-twenty tapped standoffs at regular intervals.

Nolan.

The explosive is built into the side of the unit.

Contains C-4. It's connected with red and green wires.

J-John! Almost done.

No, we have to fall back.

I just need a better look at the clasp.

It's... It's secured under her chin

with a pin post lock, dual-post shackle-style mechanism.

[Tires screech]

God. Did you get it? That was some slick driving.

Thanks.

Okay. Hopefully, that's all they need.

I-I mean, that was a pretty precise description.

Oh, in my previous life, I was a contractor.

I'm surprised you remember your past lives.

Celina.

I'm sorry. Just kidding.

Lopez: We're on our way to the victim's house now.

I need a scrub of all social-media posts.

Thanks. Pam's a lawyer.

We should start with her client list.

I already put in a call to her old law firm.

She had a criminal-defense practice,

so there's no telling who she pissed off.

Look at you.

I mean, if I want to become detective before I'm 30,

I got to be on my game, right?

Does that mean you've thought of your third question?

I have, but I don't want to just assume

that the paleontologist boyfriend did it,

so I need a more complete picture of the guard's life.

Does she have a criminal record?

As a matter of fact, she was under investigation

at the time of her disappearance.

They suspected her of stealing small artifacts from the museum

and selling them on the black market.

Maybe she got greedy

or threatened to go to the police,

and whoever she was working with decided she was a liability.

Is there a question in there?

Not yet.

[Police radio chatter]

Perfect. There's plenty of space to...

[Punk music playing, skaters chattering]

Boy: Awesome, dude.

Flag on the play. Parking lot is not empty.

Sgt. Grey: Clear it out now.

I'm redirecting the bomb squad to your location.

Hey! LAPD! We need you guys to clear out! Let's go!

There's a bomb! Run like hell!

Let's go!

[Children shouting]

Boy: Let's roll! [Skaters shouting indistinctly]

[Siren wails]

We have Pam's mobile number.

[Cellphone rings]

Hi. It's Pam, right? My name is John.

We have the bomb squad on the way to help you out.

You are gonna be okay.

Right now, I need you to follow us.

Can you do that?

I need to call my mom.

I need to tell her that I love her.

We can do that, but right now, I need you to follow us

so we can meet up with the bomb squad, okay?

He told me to keep driving.

He said that I would die if I didn't.

Pam, that's a lie.

Bomb squad says there's no GPS on your collar, alright?

He can't tell if you're stopped or not.

Are you sure?

Yes. Yes, Pam, I am sure.

Now we're gonna pull out in front of you

and you're gonna follow us, okay?

[Breathes shakily] Okay.

[Engine revs]

[Siren wails]

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Pilot: I have a visual. Will maintain contact.

Alright, Pam.

Now, I want you to park

right up next to the orange cone

that Sergeant Bradford is setting out.

Okay? Okay.

♪

Yeah, you got it. Gonna take you to a safe spot.

Alright, Pam, just checking in. How are you doing?

Um... not great.

Please get this thing off of me.

That's what we're here to do.

Alright. And there they are. Bomb squad is here.

We're gonna have you out of that in no time.

Now, Pam, earlier you said you wanted me to call your mother.

Is there anyone else you want me to get ahold of?

No. Not really.

Is that pathetic?

Not at all.

There's nothing like a traumatic event

to make you realize that your... that your life is empty.

Come on, Pam. I don't believe that.

[Sniffles]

My entire life is work.

I have no friends.

I'm completely alone.

You're not alone, Pam. 'Cause I'm here now.

Everyone here is here to help you.

I need you to cut off your engine now, Pam.

You see that guy behind you in the doughboy suit?

That's Mike. Mike is absolutely the best there is.

Alright? He's gonna get you out of there in no time.

The only problem is, uh,

he tells very bad dad jokes,

so I'm gonna have to apologize in advance.

Alright. He's there at your window.

Mike: It's locked.

I just need you to reach down and open the door, okay, Pam?

I can't. I can't move. Hey...

Yes, you can do this. You can do this, Pam.

Just take a... take a nice deep breath.

Reach down. Unlock that door.

[Crying] I-I can't. I can't. I can't.

You got this. I know as soon as I move, this thing's gonna go off!

No, come on. Come on, Pam. It's almost over.

Mike is right there.

You just need to open the door for him.

Okay, okay. Okay, okay, okay. You got this, Pam.

Okay. Okay.

[Exhales sharply] I'm gonna reach over.

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna unlock it, okay?

[Collar beeping] It started beeping.

Do you hear that? Why is it beeping?

It's beeping. Why is it beeping?

Uh, don't worry about that, Pam. Just open the door, okay?

[Collar beeping rapidly] Just open that door.

[Officers screaming]

♪

[Sirens wailing, skateboarders chattering]

Nolan: Go get those kids out of here!

Celina: Okay.

- This is crazy. - It's crazy.

Girl: Yo, this is so crazy, yo. Wait.

We were just skating. Look, look.

Look at this. Look at this.

I need you all to back up another 10 yards.

Yo, Officer, what happened? I heard a lady blew up?

We're not sharing any information at this time.

Back up!

[Siren wails]

[Fire extinguisher spraying]

[Indistinct conversations]

I pushed back the perimeter.

Good.

Do you think she felt it?

Her death? Yeah.

No.

But everything up to that point was torture.

What'd the bomb squad say?

They confirmed what we already suspected.

Device appears to be homemade

using items you can find at any hardware store.

Do they know what triggered the explosion?

Most likely, the device was on a timer,

but they need to put the bomb back together to be sure.

Ah, that's gonna be a hell of a jigsaw puzzle.

I'm sure videos are already popping up on social media.

And the news choppers are already here.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Okay, well, if her car and her license plate get leaked online,

it's not gonna be long till her name does, too.

Ohh, I can't imagine finding out something

about someone I love like this on ClipTalk.

We're not gonna let that happen.

Nolan, I want you and Juarez to go to the victim's house.

Right.

Who would do something like this?

[Helicopter blades whirring]

It's officially a homicide.

Was anyone else injured?

Nothing serious.

That's strange, right?

I mean, bombs are usually for mass-casualty events.

If you want to kill one person, a gun is a lot easier.

They didn't just want her dead. They wanted her terrified.

[Cellphone chimes]

Hold on. I just got video footage from Pam's house.

Can't see his face.

Alright. The garage camera's triggered 7 minutes later.

Is there any other angle?

No, that's it.

Wait, wait. Go back real quick.

Yeah. I feel like she recognizes him.

Yeah, she doesn't seem scared.

Whoever he is, she wasn't expecting trouble.

Alright, mother's name is Marianne Winfield.

62, works in PR, and...

man, she's about to receive the worst news of her life.

Alright. I'll do the talking.

It's better if only one of us speaks.

That way, the person can focus

a little easier on what we're telling them.

Well, I can do it.

You sure?

I have to make my first death notification sometime.

Might as well be today.

Okay.

Don't speak in euphemisms.

No "passed on" or "in a better place."

Just be direct.

"We have bad news.

Your daughter Pam was killed today in an explosion."

You know, when the police told my mom

that they'd recovered my sister, they said, "We found her."

And for a second, we thought...

So you understand how important this is.

Yeah. I do.

Okay.

♪

[Murmuring] Celina Juarez. This is Officer John Nolan.

♪

Lucy: That poor woman.

The last moments of her life must have been agony,

just wondering if the bomb was gonna go off,

praying it wouldn't.

I'm guessing that was the point.

No way someone goes through that much trouble of building

something like that unless they want to terrorize their victim.

Yeah.

[Cellphone rings]

Hey.

I saw the news. Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine, but it's crazy out here.

Okay. Look, if you don't have time, I get it.

But a Realtor friend of mine just slipped me a listing.

It hasn't been posted online yet.

So, uh, if you like it, I think we should move on it.

Wow. Um, okay.

Chen, chat with your boyfriend on your own time.

He's in a mood. I'll let you go.

Just text me and let me know what you think?

Yeah, I-I'll do that.

Thanks.

Pam Winfield was an in-house counsel at Sunvale Oil

for the past five years.

Security e-mailed me a list of people

who sent threatening letters to the company.

The first guy lives over on Orange Grove.

Alright, let's go pay him a visit.

How's the Tar Pits case going?

I haven't been thinking about it.

After what happened, it seems kind of silly.

Part of being a detective is juggling cases,

switching between wildly different gears.

Okay. Um...

Okay. We have the boyfriend. We have the artifacts broker.

Both have motive to kill the guard.

I-I feel like I need to know more about the theft.

Like, how did she get roped up in this in the first place?

Is that a fourth question?

Yes. Did the guard take the job at the museum

in order to gain access to the artifacts?

It's hard to say, but we do know

that her black-market contact

was also her high-school sweetheart.

Another love interest? [Pen clicks]

Okay. Now we're getting somewhere.

This is a lot.

Watching her die, having to tell her mother.

It's more than anyone should have to deal with in a day.

But our shift isn't over yet.

I know. I'm okay.

[Cellphone rings]

Hey. Where are you?

I'm under the house.

Why?

I keep hearing this noise, and it's driving me crazy.

And you thought it would be a good idea

to go under there by yourself?

That's why I FaceTimed you.

That's not the same. It's not...

Wait. What is that?

What is what? Aah!

Bailey?

Bailey?! What is what?! Bailey!

Sorry. False alarm. It's just this guy.

Oh, God!

What is that doing under there?

I don't know. Should I move it? Yeah.

No! No! Not till you consult an exorcist.

Look, if you don't want to move in, just tell Chris that.

That's...

The question is, why don't I want to move in?

I don't get what the problem is. I mean, Chris is great.

We're great together. We never fight.

Maybe that's the problem.

Oh, you think we should be like that couple from this morning?

No, I'm not saying that, but... No.

But do you guys not fight

because you don't disagree on things,

or because you don't think it's worth the bother?

Lucy. Yeah?

You deserve someone who's worth the effort.

[Engine revs]

[Tires screech]

What was that?

[Siren wails]

He...

♪

Control, 7-Adam-100. There is a second bomb.

Repeat. There's a second bomb.

What's your name?! Lucy: Hey! [Grunts]at's your name?

[Siren wailing]

[Cellphone rings] Get me as close as you can, okay?

Tim: Right.

Hey. Reach out.

[Grunts]

Reach out. Reach out. Okay.

Can you get closer? Yeah.

Here, here, here.

Got it!

♪

Hi. I'm Lucy.

Hi. H-He told me to keep driving.

I don't want to die!

Sir, we're here to help you. What's your name?

Creighton. Creighton Mitchell.

Okay. Creighton, we're gonna try

and get you to drive somewhere safe.

You think you can do that?

[Breathlessly] I can't breathe.

I feel like I'm dying. I think I'm dying.

Creighton, you're probably having a panic attack right now.

I just need you to try and stay calm.

Maybe turn on the radio for some music?

Woman: [On radio] A woman is dead today

after an unknown assailant apparently strapped

an explosive device to her neck.

Oh, my God! This happened to somebody else?!

And she's dead?!

Creighton, listen to me.

That is not gonna be you, okay?

You can bet your ass this isn't gonna be me!

♪

Creighton!

[Tires screech]

♪

Creighton, stop!

You could detonate the device!

I'm not just gonna wait for this thing

to blow my head off!

Everyone, back up! Get inside the house! There's a bomb!

Back up! Clear it out! Clear off the sidewalk! Let's go!

[Creighton grunting]

♪

[Grunting]

[Clang] Ow!

[Breathing heavily]

I'm alive! [Laughs]

♪

[Whirring, indistinct radio chatter]

Yeah, so the bomb was on a timer.

He had 3 minutes left.

It's a good thing he bailed when he did.

We would have never made it on time.

How long did he have total?

Couldn't tell from the device,

but as long as he was driving plus 3 minutes.

Okay, thanks. Bye.

What time was the device activated?

Uh, I don't know. Uh, a while?

He activated it right before he put me in the car.

Alright, we'll get the GPS off your car.

Lucy: What exactly can you remember from this morning?

I was going to work.

I-I-I heard a knock at the door and when I answered it,

Richard was standing there with a collar and a gun.

Richard? Dormer. Richard Dormer.

I-I used to work with his sister at Sunvale.

Oh. Sunvale Oil?

Did you know Pam Winfield?

Yeah. Why?

The woman they were talking about on the radio this morning,

uh, that was Pam.

What?!

Yeah. I'm sorry. Were you close?

I-I-I mean, I-I worked with her.

Wh-What is this? What's going on?

That's what we're trying to figure out here.

What did Richard say to you?

He told me if... if I didn't put the collar on,

he'd kill me.

And he didn't give you any reason?

[Sighs] It was all so fast.

I-I-I don't know. I don't know.

Uh, do you have his sister's number?

She might be able to give us some insight.

No, no. She's... She's dead.

Do you know what happened?

We... [Sighs]

We sent her abroad to handle a deal,

and she was kidnapped and... she was killed.

How were you and Pam involved?

It was our call,

whether or not to pay the ransom.

I mean... And we were going to, I-I swear.

But, you know, you negotiate these things.

You... It's how you do it. They expect you to do it.

But these guys, they panicked or... I don't know.

All I know is... she died over there.

7-Adam-15, I need you to pick up Richard Dormer.

Proceed with extreme caution. He might be our bomber.

[Engine revs]

Stay alert. Watch his hands.

[Tires screech]

Richard Dormer, keep your hands where I can see them!

Is this all for me?

Turn around. Get on the ground.

I'm unarmed. I know how this ends.

I don't mind going to prison.

Turn around and get on the ground, now.

[Handcuffs rattle]

Lopez: We need the bomb squad to do a search

before we process the house.

You don't have to be afraid. The explosives are gone.

The third bomb's already out there.

♪

Harper: Apparently there were three people who signed off

on negotiating rather than paying the ransom...

Pam, Creighton,

and Henri Parsons, the company CEO.

You have a phone number? Yes, but he is not answering.

Lopez is getting authorization to track it as we speak.

Alright, well, based on Creighton's GPS,

he had 43 minutes from the time

the bomb was activated until it was detonated.

Why 43 minutes?

You're the detective.

Okay. Henri drives a black BMW 5 Series,

and he lives in Cheviot Hills.

We could head up there, drive a grid.

It's a start.

Okay. I guess we should pick up a pair of garden shears.

[Scoffs] Don't think we can rely on that working again.

Yeah.

[Cellphone chimes]

[Scoffs]

More home listings?

Yeah.

Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.

This one's in Monrovia. Who wants to live in Monrovia?

It looks like Chris does.

Do you love him?

I mean, we haven't even been dating that long.

It's not...

He loves you.

I know.

I know, and I feel like I should love him back.

He's so great in so many different ways.

It's just...

He's just not...

You know, you killed an innocent woman today.

There was nothing innocent

about Pam Winfield.

She got what she deserved.

She experienced exactly what she forced my sister

to experience...

43 minutes of terror and then darkness.

What do you mean?

Where she was abducted, where they held her,

and where she died.

It took 43 minutes

to drive her out to the desert

to be executed.

Kidnappers killed your sister.

It wasn't Pam's fault

or Creighton's fault or Henri's!

She trusted them!

She believed their promises

that if anything happened, they would have her back!

[Scoffs]

♪

You know, every single person in that company is guilty.

Every single one.

They all knew she was taken,

and not one person fought for her.

Not one.

People she worked with for years

just sat on their hands and let her die.

Henri's not just driving around randomly

like the others, is he?

♪

Now, I've been assuming foul play,

but maybe the victim committed suicide

or got drunk and had an accident.

Was there a question in there? You've only got one more.

No. No, there's not.

[Cellphone rings]

Nolan, what do we got?

The third victim isn't just randomly driving around.

He's on his way to Sunvale Oil offices.

The third bomb's gonna take out the whole company.

♪

[Engine revs]

[Tires screech]

Stay with him.

Yeah.

[Employees screaming]

Nolan: Keep moving. Keep moving.

The far side of the parking lot. Keep...

♪

Control, 7-Adam-15. I've located our third victim.

Corporate offices, Sunvale Oil. He's confirmed on site.

♪

Celina: Nolan's inside with the bomb.

We need to clear the building.

♪

We need you to clear out. Move.

Everyone, listen up!

We have a credible threat at this location!

I need everyone to move with purpose!

Aaron: Come on. Everybody move quickly but stay calm.

Let's go. This way. Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Let's spread out and make sure there are no stragglers.

♪

Mr. Parsons. Mr. Parsons. Hey. I'm John Nolan.

Help me. Please help me.

That's why I'm here. That's why... What's this?

He... He told me to stream an apology.

Okay. First, we're gonna get all these people out of here.

Folks, come on. We're gonna move outside.

No. He told me not to let them go.

He said he'd kill me if they left.

Relax. Okay? No... You've been told a lie. Okay, folks?

The bomber is right now outside in my car.

I can guarantee he does not have a remote trigger with him.

This bomb is on a timer.

You're sure?

100%. Nice and safe, guys.

Everyone move outside.

Downstairs.

The far side of the parking lot

as fast as you can, alright?

Quick and safe.

How long ago did he put this bomb on your neck?

Huh? Uh... You gotta think, okay?

The timer is for 43 minutes, so you have to think.

How long ago did he put this on your neck?

Uh... uh...

More than a half-hour.

Uh, maybe 40 minutes?

Okay. That's... not great. It could be worse.

Everyone out! Come on, ladies. Move, move!

What about me?

You and I, we're gonna focus on this bomb, okay?

Let's take a look here, see what we've got, alright?

Stay nice and calm for me.

Tell me how to disarm the bomb.

No.

My T.O. is up there,

and he's not gonna leave someone who is scared and alone.

If that bomb goes off, you're killing him, too.

Yeah, well, he's making a choice to stay.

And you're making a choice to kill people.

There have to be consequences!

My sister is dead. They need to pay.

Look, I get it. Nolan: This is the hinge point.

My little sister was taken away from me a long time ago,

and I spent most of my life

thinking of all the different ways

I would hurt the person responsible.

But all that hate just ate away at me

until I didn't recognize myself.

Your sister wouldn't want this.

Okay.

This is entirely smooth. I can't get in from the back.

I want my apology.

I want him to admit what he did

for the whole world to hear.

[Breathing heavily] Where does this go?

Is the bomb squad coming?

Yeah, any minute now.

I only have a couple of those left.

"We."

I'm staying with you till we figure this out.

♪

The floor is clear.

We should go. The bomb squad is almost here.

John?

Go.

You don't have to do this.

Yes, I do.

Harper, go.

♪

[Siren wails]

[Cellphone dials]

[Cellphone ringing]

♪

Nolan: Not a good time.

Richard says he'll tell us how to disarm the bomb

if Parson just admits what he did.

I didn't do anything. I was negotiating.

Hey. Your semantics are gonna get us both killed.

[Breathing heavily]

I'm sorry.

We let her die. It was my fault.

I made the call.

Susan Dormer is dead because of me.

[Sighs]

There's two wires in the back, a red and a green one.

Cut the green wire.

[Knife clicks]

♪

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

He's lying.

What?

He doesn't want an apology. He wants Parsons dead.

Cut the red one.

♪

Are you sure?

Yes.

♪

[Bomb powering down]

[Breathing shakily]

Okay. Nice and easy.

♪

[Gasps]

Nolan: Thank you. And... thank you.

You saved my life today.

That kind of insight in a rookie is... remarkable.

[Camera beeps]

You know, I...

I wouldn't be making so much progress

without such a great T.O.

Thank you again.

You know, I wouldn't mind at all

if you repeated that in front of Sgt. Grey.

Just saying, repeating things is good in general.

Sgt. Grey, imagine... Have you seen "Inception"?

I'll walk you through it.

Okay, so, I think I solved your case.

You have one more question you could ask.

Nope. Don't need it.

Hmm. Cocky. Alright, let's hear it.

Okay, so, the victim was dating one of the scientists

who worked at the Tar Pits, right?

And she was part of a smuggling ring

that sold artifacts on the black market.

So, was it a jealous lover

or a criminal enterprise gone wrong?

Actually, it was both.

She was sleeping with both the smuggler and the scientist,

and they found out and they killed her together.

I think you have a long road to detective, Officer Thorsen.

Wait. Was I at least close?

You had five questions.

Right.

And you never asked the a of the remains.

Well, no, no, no. The... The... The file said

that she was 32 when she went missing.

Right, but the bone was thousands of years old.

You see, the Tar Pits are constantly

turning up ancient remains.

So in... in this case,

the killer was a-a saber-toothed tiger.

Wait. What happened to the missing guard?

Oh, she was found in Mexico a year later.

You see, you assumed that there was a connection

between the female remains and the missing woman. Yeah.

First rule of investigation... Don't make assumptions.

♪

[Grunts]

Oh.

Looks like a toy store threw up in our house.

Well, Jack got two shots today.

I didn't want him to associate me with needles.

Did he cry?

No.

Did you cry? That's irrelevant.

Not according to our living room, it's not.

Doesn't Jack already have a basketball hoop?

Well, yeah, but now he's got an outside one

and an inside one...

[Sighs]

[Chuckles] [Buzzes lips] Ohh.

I don't know how you deal with watching him get shots so often.

Well, I know it's for his own good.

I know I have to be tough to show him how to be tough.

And... I fill him full of ice cream right after.

Oh, you didn't tell me that trick.

Because you want to be his favorite.

I'm already his favorite. [Laughs]

♪ It's the epilogue

♪ Of the sequel to the first

Welcome home! [Door closes]

Thank you for cleaning off all those cobwebs

and clown... before I got home.

Can never clean that clown off my mind, though.

Ugh. Where is he now?

Outside. Where he belongs.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, geez!

[Laughs] I couldn't help myself.

♪ Where she was born and raised ♪

We are gonna take it outside to burn.

The only way to kill this kind of evil is by fire.

Nolan: You got that right.

So, if it was just a doll, what was making the noise?

Well, when I got off the phone, I found something else.

A puppy! Oh.

This little guy was making all that ruckus.

Can we keep him?

No. I'll just give him a bath.

No, I mean, that's... that's not a puppy.

That's a coyote.

♪ 'Cause you feel safe in the light ♪

How did you get him in a crate?

♪

Hey. We need to talk.

Let me guess.

Chris wants to buy a house in Chatsworth?

No. [Scoffs]

Look, this clearly isn't working out.

I don't know why you won't just admit it.

Unless... Is it guilt?

Is it because of what Rosalind did to him?

Oh, like I'm the only one that's stayed too long

when things aren't working.

You dated a lifeguard.

You don't even like going to the beach.

This isn't about me. Uh...

No, it's not. This is not about me.

This is about you... Okay.

...staying in this safe relationship...

because you're scared.

Of course I'm scared.

If we do this and it doesn't work,

I'll have ruined

the most important relationship in my life.

♪ Never trust a man

♪ I'm scared to go home

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said, um... No. Um...

You're right.

So we should just keep going the way we have been, right?

It's not worth the risk.

♪ I'm working on safe

♪ I'm working on plan

Unless it is.

♪ Life is just adjusting to the dealer's latest hand ♪

Do you want to get dinner sometime?

Yes.

Yeah? [Chuckling] Yeah.

No. Uh...

I... S... Oh. Okay.

No, no. It's just, um...

Not yet.

I owe it to Chris to end things the right way with him.

Ask me again.

Later. After.

Deal.

♪

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