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Hey. Aw. It's okay, boy.

It's okay, boy. I got
you. I got you. I got you.

Everything all right?

See, bud? Nothing to worry about. Yeah.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Anson! Come here. Help him.

- My god.
- What happened? Is he breathing?

Anson. Get a medic.
Somebody get a medic.

Anson, wake up.

Somebody call for help!

Hey, where are you?

Sorry. Sorry. I'm pulling up right now.

All right. Book in bag. Let's go.

But Anna and count vronsky are

will be waiting for you. Come on, guys.

- Let's see some hustle.
- Yeah. Thanks, coach.

There was only one checkout
Lane open in the store,

so the place was a zoo,

but I got everything on the list.

- Elliot, I got your junk cereal.
- Cool.

Don't tell your mom.

Ava, I got spearmint gum

that's at the bottom of
one of these two bags.

Happy fishing.

And most importantly, fresh
diapers for my baby Chloe.

Whoa. Fragrance and dye
free? What is it, her birthday?

Well, you make it easy for me

to do my job by paying for everything.

Speaking of which, can you
do pickups this afternoon?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Yeah, I have to move a couple
of things arou... but yes. Yep.

Good? Great. I love you.
Have a great day. Bye.

- Yeah, love you.
- Bye. Have a good one.

Shut the backdoor when you leave.

Yes, I'm on it. Have a good one.

You thinking poison?

There's no way to know for sure

until I do an autopsy.

But seems the most likely
based on what I'm seeing.

Good thing is I don't
believe it's an airborne toxin.

I'll call off Hazmat.

- Any scene restrictions?
- Don't touch anything.

Eyes only until I get a full
toxicology done at the lab,

find out exactly what we're
really dealing with here.

Gillory, with two I's.

I-I'm sorry. I don't see...
come on. Hey! Hi! Hi!

She's clear. Let her through.

Thank you. Thank you so
much. Have a beautiful day.

Seriously? Airport police?

Morgan.

Yeah, I see him. Who is he?

Anson Pierce.

Founder of a company
called Virgo core beta systems.

Just landed from a short
flight out of orange county.

He's a big player in the tech world.

Developed a popular and controversial

social media platform called enigmafied.

It can turn any video you have
into a deep fake within minutes.

A few simple words of
direction in an son's app

can transform images of you

playing with your kids in the park

to you spanking one
of your kids in the park.

Wow. Awesome.
That's not terrifying at all.

Please tell me an son
wasn't traveling with a pet.

He was. His dog, Edison.

The animal's fine.

It's being evaluated now along with
an son's security team and the pilots.

Go ahead and start processing
the inside of the plane.

Yeah.

Geez. Who's that?

- Adam.
- Ronnie.

This is FBI special agent Oliver.

Respectfully, because
this is an FBI investigation

says who?

Well, I don't wanna step
on anyone's toes here,

but you and I both
know that any homicide

originating in us airspace

falls under the jurisdiction of the FBI.

It's too early to determine
where the homicide originated.

You know what it's not
too soon to determine?

Who our dead guy got in a fight with

back in orange county on the ground.

I don't think those busted blood
vessels are from turbulence.

I'm sorry. Who is she?

I'm standing right here.
You could just ask me.

Who are you?

Morgan.

She's a consultant.

I see.

It's nice to meet you, Morgan.

And you're absolutely right.

The petechiae on the victim's
neck, it's highly unusual.

Our medical examiner's already arranged

to have the body
transported to our morgue.

So if we need any assistance
on this case, I'll reach out.

I'm gonna take a peek
around the plane, do my thing.

Whoa, whoa, not so fast.

By law, that aircraft is our crime scene.

Only my team should be on
the plane for the time being.

Would you kindly ask your
detectives to step off, please?

Oz.

Yeah?

Now, look, my concern is

that your medical examiner
is gonna quickly discover

that they are ill-equipped
to crack the code

on whatever toxin killed our victim,

let alone deduce how
it was administered.

- Here we go.
- Based on intel and my intuition,

this is not a cyanide-in-a-soup situation.

The is far more sophisticated, okay?

The what of this case will be hard,

but I guarantee you
the how will be harder.

Are you finished?

I'm gonna wanna be there
for your me's initial findings.

I'll see you at your precinct.

All right. So...

Not a fan of the feds?

Some guys are better than others.

And what kind of a guy is Ronnie Oliver?

If you like overbearing federal agents

who think they can do no wrong

and wanna call all the shots,
Ronnie would be your guy.

So you guys have butted heads before.

Yeah, it's been a while.

Well, he called you Adam.

They only people I've
heard call you Adam

are the lieutenant and your mom

- when she called on your birthday.
- That was a private call.

- Then don't take it in the bullpen.
- Morgan,

not everything is a
puzzle you need to solve.

Come on. Clearly, you and
this special agent have history.

I need to know what it
is so I can be prepared.

Or use it to make fun of you.

He used to be my partner.

That's all I get?

That's all you get.

You really don't think
your new partner deserves

to know what happened
with your last partner?

You and I are not officially partners.

Not officially, but you and I are both...

Morgan.

I need a favor. It's kind of a big one.

- What?
- No more questions about Ronnie, okay?

Focus on the case. Can we do that?

- Yes, let's focus on the case.
- Thank you.

Anson Pierce has been
the subject of controversy

over his social media platform.

It lets users create images
and videos that look so real,

it's impossible to tell
what's fake and what's not.

Or it can be used to
create misinformation

that can impact our
politics, destroy reputations

and put people's lives in danger.

Congress has tried to
regulate his company for years,

but he has an army
of lawyers and lobbyist.

No wonder he needed protection.

Where's his security detail now?

Still in the process of
being cleared at the hospital.

We're getting an eta on when
they can come in for questioning.

And if an son was
poisoned on the plane,

that makes them all suspects.

Diana, it's good to see you.

Always a pleasure, Ronnie.

Hold on. They let you in the building?

Lieutenant soto, so good to see you.

Good to see you.

Wow. It's strange to be back here.

Yeah, strange to have you back.

I hear you're helping us
out on one of our cases.

Something like that.

We're waiting on the me to determine

where the murder took place.

That'll determine jurisdiction.

Shouldn't you have a visitor badge
or something if you wanna be up here?

I won't stay long.

I just figured while we
wait on your me's findings,

I'll join you while you question
an son's family and witnesses.

And I'll need the
transcripts before I leave.

If it's not too much trouble.

Detective, you mind some company?

Why not?

Gloria, we're very sorry for your loss.

Right now, we're trying to gather
as much information as we can.

What can you tell us about your son?

When most kids were out
kicking a ball or riding bikes,

an son wanted to change the world.

He was nine when I
realized his brain works

in ways most of ours don't.

- How long ago were they partners?
- - Sorry.

A few years before you got here.

- It's okay.
- Those two set a record

for closing the most
cases in a single year.

Take your time.

They were quite the team.

Until they weren't.

It was a rough year for all of us.

Every parent hopes their
kid will find something

that they're passionate about.

But you never think for a moment...

That it might make your child a target.

Did an son ever mention
anyone he was concerned about?

All the time.

Jealous competitors, stalkers,
every other tech blogger.

I didn't agree with everything an son did.

What parent does?

But his heart was in the right place.

We're gonna check an son's
calendar and see if we can...

Me just called up. Preliminary
autopsy on an son is finished.

His toxicology screen won't
come back for a day or two.

So we can't be totally
sure he was poisoned?

Or how.

It could be inhaled, ingested or injected.

And I did find this.

Injection site? That's possible.

But not likely.

- She always like this?
- Yes.

Based on how he died,

my guess would be a
poison in the Anthrax family,

but modified.

Okay, we need to know
the makeup of the poison,

so we can determine
who might've created it.

Whoever made the poison may
not be the person who killed an son.

Right, but they'll probably
remember who they sold it to.

All due respect, we gotta
get this body to my people

as soon as possible.

Former Navy seal, coast guard

and we've got Parker.

SWAT team out of ventura.

I see you're still carrying
your handcuff key?

Yeah, for, good luck.

Guess it wasn't good enough today.

So you have no idea how the guy

you were hired to protect was killed?

Believe me, I wish we did.

You don't know or you're not telling us?

You think we had
something to do with it?

Do you know how hard it'll be
for any of us to find a job now?

Mr. Pierce died on our watch.

His life ending or your career?

Hey, I liked Mr. Pierce,
but we weren't with him 24/7.

If we knew anything, we'd tell you.

Your boss was a very busy man.

Looks like almost every
hour of his last week

is accounted for here on his schedule.

The thing that bothers me is that

every meeting here is so detailed
except for this one: Orange county.

Two hours, no location,
no name. What's that about?

We don't know.

He had us drive him to an
office building downtown.

He asked us to wait in the car.

We're gonna need that address.

- Morgan, you got anything?
- Not yet.

What about you? None of
those security guards confessed?

No, but there's a two-hour window

before an son got on his plane

where they claim to have
no idea where he was.

Well, that's not nothing.

I'm heading back to the bureau.

I'll have my team look
into the backgrounds

of an son's security team.

As will we.

Okay. And please
expedite the body transfer.

Ronnie, I think you should reconsider.

Adam, it's not personal, all right?

I think it's best for my team to handle
this investigation without interference.

Things will move a lot faster. Trust me.

Trust you? Really?

Where'd we get this flash drive?

Found it in an son's jacket pocket.

I had it processed this morning.

- It's not his.
- What do you mean?

Anson's first breakthrough
in tech was designing

a higher capacity flash drive

his sophomore year at taft high school.

His company still makes them today.

So, why would he have a flash drive

from one of his competitors
in his coat pocket?

- He wouldn't.
- Let's see what's on that drive.

Wait. What happened? Is
your computer down too?

- I don't know. It just went blank.
- What's happened?

What's going on?

What the hell happened?

The hard drive we found on
an son must've had malware

that breached our fire wall.

I'm running every anti
virus program I can.

Keep trying till something works.

Someone wanted what
this malware's doing to us

to happen to an son.

And if someone was able
to give a hard drive to an son,

then they were close
enough to poison him too.

Oz, pull any and all cctv

on an son's whereabouts
in orange county

before he boarded his plane to la.

Whoever gave that flash drive
to an son is our prime suspect.

- Got it.
- I'll head to the field office

and get a tech team to do
a sweep for satellite video.

Great. We can use
all the help we can get.

Until we're back online, there's
nothing else we can do here.

You two, go with him.

So, do we need to go over the rules?

- Rules?
- Let's just get in, get out,

mine the FBI for any information

we can use on the
case, then get back home.

- You worried I'm gonna embarrass you?
- Not at all.

I'm just saying let's both be
on our best behavior, okay?

Always.

Ma'am, I'm gonna have to
ask you to empty your bag.

You got it.

Applesauce.

Agent Oliver.

Everyone, this is detective
karadec from the LAPD.

- And his consultant...
- Gillory. Nice to meet you all.

All right. Rina's one of top profilers

and was about to take us through.

Yeah, great.

Okay. Now, based upon what we know

about an son Pierce's murder,

and data from a wide
range of crimes like this,

I believe the killer was
likely a single white male.

Educated but unemployed.
Someone in his orbit.

Likely, a professional contact

who had the ability to get close.

Do you have something you wanna add?

Just... yeah, that's
definitely a possibility.

You got another one?

Well, I don't have any
formal training in profiling

we know.

Yeah, of course you do.

Let's see.

Based on my own
data called "gut instinct,"

given an son's polarizing
views on technology.

I think it is possible
that the killer could

be a shut-in who hated an son.

A luddite who disliked technology.

Somebody who was pissed off at
what the company was doing. Right?

'Cause this just feels
like a personal thing to me.

You think my profile's off?

Didn't... Didn't I just explain that?

Tech team just found this.

Enhance that image.

That must be the flash drive
we found in an son's pocket.

Apply facial recognition
and run it through the system.

- How long is that gonna take?
- Not long.

Already found him.

Simon keating. Looks like
he's unemployed and single.

Nice work, rina. All
right, let's bring this guy in.

When did this happen?

Shortly after you slipped
that flash drive into his pocket.

So, did you kill him?

Are you serious?

Yeah, I am. He's dead.
And you got real close.

I was just trying to get his attention.

Okay? He didn't understand
how much we had in common,

how much I could help him.

I needed an son to realize that
his cybersecurity infrastructure

was being spearheaded
by maladroit morons.

I wanted to protect
him from the white hats.

They're ethical-minded super hackers

that are not to be trifled with.

So you want me to
believe that you're a hacker

who tried to protect an son from
other hackers by hacking him?

Not quite that simple, but close enough.

You know what else is not so simple?

The poison that killed an son.

The good news is his body's landing

at our toxicology lab within the hour.

Which means we'll get to the
bottom of what toxin was used

and who used it real soon.

We'll keep you in holding until then.

Plenty of sunshine and
blue skies on tap for you...

Don't shoot.

Okay, okay. All right.

What's happening?

I don't think rina the profiler
and I are gonna be friends.

Yeah, well, you know, Morgan,

I think the fact that an
son's body just got blown up

might take precedence.

That's fair.

Guys, please, tell me we got a lead

on whoever attacked our coroner.

CSI is processing the
scene. So far, nothing.

Not a single witness? Nothing?

Anson's body should've never
come here in the first place.

No one could've anticipated
this would happen, Ronnie.

It's becoming painfully clear
that some things never change.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- It means stop being so stubborn

and admit you made the wrong call.

The wrong call about what?

Staying on this case. My
team doesn't need assistance!

It's causing too many problems!

We don't gotta turn this
into some kinda contest.

Contest? We're doing
our jobs same as you.

- Oz, right?
- Yeah.

Do me a favor. Stay in your Lane.

And you do me a favor.

Show us some respect in our house.

You don't live here anymore.

- Daphne...
- no. That is my partner you're talking to.

Choose your words carefully.

That sounds like a warning, detective.

- How perceptive.
- Lieutenant, you gonna step in here?

No.

Maybe we should all
just get back to work.

Good idea.

Let me hit somebody at the
bureau to see if they can help

put an son's body back
together piece by piece.

I don't know if I ever
mentioned it to you guys,

but I was in labor for two hours

with my third baby
before she popped out.

There she was, brand-new
person in the world.

The point is, a lot can
happen in 120 minutes.

So instead of doing whatever
this is that you guys are doing,

maybe we circle back
to that mystery meeting

that an son had the day before he died.

Yeah, because poisoning an son

and orchestrating an
attack to destroy evidence

feels like a lot for
one person to pull off.

And Simon's been in holding
all day and couldn't have done it.

You think our killer was
working with a partner?

I do. So maybe whoever an son
met in that two-hour time window

is the one who poisoned him.

Okay, so are we
compiling a list of experts

who could make a poison
like the one that killed an son?

Do you really think I don't
already have a digital dossier

with multiple suspects waiting
for me back at the field office?

Keeping things from us is not
going to help solve this case.

And you think sharing
confidential files with,

I don't know, a consultant, will?

Yes, it will. So, tag her in and
let her show you what she can do.

You know, it's starting to
feel like when I left this place,

you lost your mind.

You know what, Ronnie?
I'll make you a deal.

You show us all your intel,

and if we come up empty,
we'll back off the case.

What do you say?

Meet me in my office.

You come up short, you're out.

Look, I don't care who gets
credit for solving this case,

I just want it solved.

Don't let personal feelings get in the way

of figuring out who killed an son.

- I hear you, but...
- but what?

The FBI has information
that we need to see, Selena.

That Morgan needs to see.

How else are we
gonna get our hands on it

unless I offered up something in return?

Fine. I know your history.

If you have something to prove,

you better not let it get
in the way of this case.

I will never let that happen.

But right now, we're
just a distraction for him,

especially Morgan.

He sees her exactly
the same way I used to

before I realized how
valuable she really is.

And I know it's a big risk,
but it's one I'm willing to take.

Let's hope it pays off.

All right, Morgan.

Here's a handful of terabytes
of information to sift through.

Terabytes. Of course.

You sure you wanna do this?

Yeah. Piece of cake.

What else can you tell her
about the intel before she dives in?

There are roughly a dozen toxicologists

on our radar for various reasons.

My team is still in the
process of discovering

which one might've
had motive to kill an son.

- Hopefully I can help.
- All right. Have at it.

All right. I think I've seen enough.

It's already morning. Maybe
we should get some rest.

You know, there is such a
thing as too much information.

I just wish I had something
a little more concrete.

Well, what about him?
You keep circling back

to this guy over and over again. Why?

Kenneth Sutton was a
board-certified medical toxicologist

at California poison control for a decade.

He quit three years ago and went
off the grid after his daughter died.

Her name was Julie.

- What happened to her?
- She took her own life

when misinformation was spread

about her on an son's AI platform.

- He was 24.
- Okay, well, there's motive.

Yeah, and the FBI
went and visited Kenneth

right after an son's murder.

Did they? It would've been nice if
they'd shared that information with us.

Yeah. And here's the weird thing.

According to their files,

Kenneth only left his
apartment on wednesdays

to go put flowers on his daughter's grave.

You mean no other contact
with the outside world?

It doesn't look like it.

And Ronnie's team pulled these photos

from the surveillance cameras
at the verdugo hills cemetery.

That's it. There's no other
record of him going anywhere

on any other day.

Why would you wear gloves
to put flowers on a grave?

- You wouldn't.
- He's not wearing gloves

at any of these other cemetery visits.

Only this one.

And look at the date.

That's two days before an son's murder.

I think he was wearing gloves
to protect himself from the poison

that he hid in the flowers.

Poison he put there so somebody
else could come and pick it up

and kill an son with it.

I don't know how, but I think you did it.

- Let's go talk to Kenneth.
- Yeah.

Good morning.

Hey. How's everyone doing over there?

We're all good here.

Just, trying to feed our
little lady before I do drop-off.

Be right there.

Bet you can imagine why I'm calling.

How late are you gonna be?

It's tough to say.

Are you kidding me?

Are you sure everything's all right?

Yeah, yeah.

Just.

I don't think I can
stay over again tonight.

That's okay. I should be
home by dinner at the latest.

I... I can't clear my whole schedule.

Ludo, I know this is a lot,

but it's kinda what we both signed up for.

No, I know, I know. You're right.

I got it.

Okay. All right, I'll see you tonight.

It's Ronnie. Leave a message.

Hey, Ronnie. We're pretty sure

we know who made the
poison that killed an son.

Guy named Kenneth Sutton.
75 edenhurst, apartment 406.

We're just getting there now.

Call me back.

Kenneth Sutton.

Detective Adam karadec, LAPD.

Need to ask you a couple of questions

about the death of an son Pierce.

- I already spoke to the FBI.
- Yeah, we know you did.

But they didn't ask about the
gloves you were wearing the other day

when you went to put flowers
on your daughter's grave.

We know why you wanted an son dead.

You blamed him for
your daughter's suicide.

Kenneth. Kenneth! Freeze!

Kenneth!

- There he is.
- Hey, freeze!

No, no, don't do it! Your
leg will never make it!

My god!

Damn it, Kenneth.

Let's see what Kenneth's
apartment has to say.

This feels awful.

Did you know that deep fake video

of Julie was only 31 seconds long?

It took one bully less than a minute

to ruin her life with an son's app.

Yeah, that's the world we live in now.

Well, please remind me to throw
my 15-year-old daughter's phone

in the trash when I get home.

Looks like your profile
on the killer was right.

A shut-in who hated an son.

Yeah, but I don't think I could've
predicted he was a butterfly.

- A butterfly?
- Yeah.

Everyone has got a
different organizing style.

Like, ladybugs prefer
to have lots of storage

to hide their mess.

Now, bees.

Bees build their hives
very structured and efficient.

So the bee organizing style
is much more methodical.

Whereas crickets like to have
things very neat and orderly,

with just a couple of
sentimental items front and center.

And, what's a butterfly?

Butterflies like to have
everything out in the open

so there's quick and
easy access to everything.

Much like Kenneth does. Or did.

Now, I am a ladybug and
you, my friend, you're a cricket.

- Morgan.
- We can talk about it later.

- Or never.
- I'll probably squeeze it in somewhere.

So while it might look on the outside

like Kenneth was a pack rat, he's not.

Everything here was important
to him. Everything had purpose.

Well, let's just hope we
can find something here

which leads us to whoever
he was working with.

No TV, no computer.

No technology of any kind,

so he must've been partnering
with somebody who's tech-savvy,

someone like Simon.

Looks like the FBI just landed.

I'll handle this. Should be fun.

Tell me it's not true.
Our suspect is dead?

We tried to stop it.

You shouldn't have tried anything!

I called you. You didn't answer.

As I predicted, Morgan came through.

Now we're even further
away from solving this case.

Or are we one step
closer to solving this case?

What? You got a
confession before he jumped?

Ronnie.

Come on, brother.

We can't keep working like this.

I can admit maybe I was letting
some of the past get in the way

of how I was handling the case.

That's on me.

But the bottom line is,
this thing that we're doing,

it's not good for either side.

There shouldn't be any sides, man!

I walked right into that one, didn't I?

You know, I still know you pretty well.

And that's why I know
you wanna solve this case

just as badly as we do
and for all the right reasons.

Just like we used to do back in the day.

You were always the calm one.

Apparently, I still am.

All right, man. Look, let's
just, process the scene,

see if we can find anything

that leads us to whoever
Kenneth was working with.

Hey, Morgan. Ronnie's
team is pulling security footage

from verdugo hills cemetery to
see who picked up that poison.

Great.

Let's just hope whoever it was didn't
know there were security cameras,

or they would've made sure we
couldn't get a good look at 'em.

Yeah, here's hoping.

You miss it, don't you?

Being his partner.

It's okay. I'm not gonna
have hurt feelings if you do.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess I do miss the guy.

I mean, he was more than
my partner. He was my friend.

So, you just don't like how it ended?

We had a few bad
seeds in the department

who wanted to see the
two top detectives go down.

Some evidence went
missing from one of our cases,

pretty large sum of money
from the crime scene.

I guess it looked like
we were on the take.

Okay, you don't wanna talk about it.

That's okay.

It was an honest mistake, Morgan.

The money was incorrectly
logged into the evidence file.

One wrong digit, a nine
that should've been a zero,

and it looked like we
had stolen the money.

Things got messy, rumors started flying,

Ronnie saw an opportunity
at the FBI and he took it.

Took it and ran. Left me
to clear both of our names,

which I did.

Weathered the storm,
but I definitely got wet.

People around here
didn't look at me the same

for a long time after that.

Even though you didn't
do anything wrong?

And Ronnie, he was gone.

Wait a minute.

What's this? What are you...

What are you doing?
What's your face doing?

Pretty sure that's what my face
looks like when I've got something.

Do you have something?

We thought an son was
in some kind of altercation

the day he died, right?

Yeah. What, you don't?

I mean, if he didn't mention
it to his security team,

the team he paid to keep him safe,

then maybe these marks on his body...

Weren't from a fight.

You think he was in a
different kind of encounter.

One where he was a willing participant?

Well, that two-hour mystery meeting.

Sounds like we need to talk to the person

he was meeting with in orange county.

Yeah. I'm gonna get
Ronnie's help on this.

Have him get some footage of
the back exit of the office building.

I think that an son was
just passing through

on his way to a more
comfortable spot for his "meeting."

Adam and Morgan, welcome back.

Nice work to our partners at the LAPD

who helped to lead us to Aria vale.

She checked into the
borzi hotel in orange county

- the night before an son's death.
- What do we know about her?

Well, she runs a nonprofit

that tries to regulate
AI in online technology.

And she made no
secret about her desire

to shut down an son's company.

We think she might have found
another way to shut him down.

- Yeah.
- I have so many questions for this woman.

Well, so do I. Which
is why I have a team

tracking her down as we speak.

Give me a second.

- Hi.
- Mom. It's dad.

- He... he just...
- wait. Elliot?

Honey, slow down. What's going on?

He just collapsed.

What? Is he breathing?

You know what? I'm
gonna call 911, okay?

No. No ambulance. It's okay. I'm fine.

He keeps saying no.
What do you want us to do?

Keep an eye on him, all right?
Everything's gonna be okay.

I'll be right there.

Thanks.

Hey. Are you okay?

I think I recognize that voice.

Is that the mother of my children?

- What happened?
- I got lightheaded and I fainted.

But I'm fine, really.

- Okay. Is Chloe down?
- Yeah, she's asleep.

- Where's Elliot?
- He's outside on the porch.

Okay. Can you give us a second?

- Do you... You wanna talk about it?
- Not really. No.

Look, I was probably dehydrated
and didn't eat enough food.

- But I'm good now.
- I'm sorry.

Why are you sorry?
None of this is your fault.

I'm just having you do
so much with the kids,

and you're really picking
up the slack around here.

- I just feel really bad...
- yeah, because I want to.

When you and I split up,

we agreed we're gonna
remain a family no matter what.

That's what I'm doing.

I know. And I couldn't
do this without you.

And I don't want to.

I feel the same.

Thanks.

I'm gonna go check on Elliot.

Yeah, please do. I think
he's a little freaked out.

I know that the two of
you remember everything

that ever happened,

but if you can find a
way to erase the memory

of his father face-planting
on the kitchen tile,

I'd really appreciate it.

Sorry I missed it.

You need a blanket out here?

I'm okay.

That was pretty scary?

Yeah. You know what?
Your dad is just fine.

But I'll have him go
to the doctor tomorrow,

just to be safe.

They should probably
order an mri, or an echo.

I read that dizziness could be
a sign of a silent heart attack,

or a coronary spasm that can
lead to a myocardial infarction.

The Internet's a dangerous place.

Apparently, so is our kitchen.

You're worrying, I can tell.

It's okay. I'm worried too.

- You are?
- Yeah.

Sometimes my mind can take
me to places I don't wanna go.

Does that ever happen to you?

It did today.

Yeah, thoughts are hard to control.

You know, especially when
you've got a brain like you and I do.

But we are in charge.

And the trick is to focus
on the stuff that you do want,

not the stuff that you don't.

I don't think I can.

It's not always easy. I know.

But I guess we gotta ask ourselves,

do we wanna be scared,

or do we want to notice
all of the wonderful things

that are happening right around us?

Like what?

Like the fact that my son called me today

'cause his dad needed help,
and that made me so proud.

Like the fact that we're all here tonight

under one roof, safe and sound.

But for tonight, you're all mine.

And I'm grateful for that.

Me too.

Okay, okay, I can't breathe.

You can breathe fine.

If you couldn't breathe,
you wouldn't be able to talk.

Anson felt that you were resisting

the inevitable evolution

of humans and technology together.

He said, quote, "Aria vale fears
the inevitable and hates freedom."

Look, we met up a few times
to try to find common ground.

And?

We both decided that we
were wasting each other's time.

- Here it comes.
- Here comes what?

One word.

You familiar with the getty kouros?

The ancient sculpture?

Well, people thought it was,

until a famous art scholar
by the name of Pierre Paul

took one look at it and uttered one word,

"fake."

No proof, just his intuition.

Old Pierre had the ability
to identify what was real

and what wasn't based on a gut feeling.

Okay.

I can do it too.

You know what word comes
to mind when I see you?

"Liar."

Now you're acting surprised.

It never gets old.

And I ain't buying that either.

So what do you say? You
ready to start telling me the truth?

During one of our
meetings, things got heated.

That's how he got the
bruises on his neck and wrists?

Yes.

A collar and wrists restraints.

You know, a guy dies from
poison just hours after you saw him.

I didn't poison him.

Well, can you explain this?

That's from my earring.

It poked him, and we laughed about it.

Anything else you wanna tell me?

Yeah.

I think I need a lawyer.

Based on cell tower triangulation,

neither Simon nor Aria came
anywhere near Julie's grave

in the days leading
up to an son's murder.

So neither of them are
the person in this photo

retrieving the poison.

You know, unless maybe
they pulled that trick

that we came across with our suspect

in the pawn shop homicide case?

He left his cell at home to shore
up his alibi. Remember that one?

You mean Abe's smoke shop
murder on crenshaw boulevard.

No, I'm certain it was
Mr. P's pawn on centinela.

- You wanna make this interesting?
- What are we making interesting?

Welcome back. Is ludo okay?

Yes. Thank you. Where are we?

We're still trying to connect
Aria or Simon to Kenneth.

Yeah, but I think it may be time
to open it up to other suspects.

I just don't buy that Kenneth
didn't have more contact

- with whoever he was working with.
- Yeah. I agree.

But there's no evidence
that he met with anyone else.

I mean, we checked his
friends, his family, his colleagues.

But Kenneth was a butterfly.

- A what?
- His organizing style.

Everything in his place had purpose.

See these books right here?

I mean, they look completely untouched.

Hard copies still wrapped in plastic.

- Louisa may alcott.
- You familiar?

Enough to know one of
her most famous quotes.

"It takes two flints to make a fire."

Yeah, I think those books
belonged to Kenneth's daughter.

Parker had a flint
hanging on his key chain,

most likely a gift from Julie.

I bet there's more than just a spark

between him and our
Louisa may alcott enthusiast.

I think Julie and Parker were
in a relationship when she died.

Okay. So you're saying Kenneth
and Parker hatched a plan

to kill an son in
retribution for Julie's death.

Makes perfect sense.

Parker had the credentials to work
his way onto an son's security detail.

And we know Kenneth made the poison.

Kenneth had dog collars
in his apartment but no dog.

I bet the poison was
placed in the dog collar

and hidden inside the flowers

that Kenneth left at Julie's grave.

Parker must've picked up the flowers

and put the collar on an son's dog,

which made contact
with his skin on the flight.

Time for him to tell us.

- Karadec, we got a big problem.
- How big?

My apprehension team
just made it to Parker's hotel.

He must have seen us
coming 'cause he's long gone.

Can you do some sort of satellite
facial tracking or something?

- Yeah, already in the works.
- Screen two.

Our problem is about
to get a whole lot bigger

if he's heading back to the valley airport.

Anson's jet is still there. He
could be making a run for it.

We'll tag in TSA to stop him.

- Forrester.
- Daphne, I need you here. Now.

Got it. On my way.

Hey.

No communication with air
traffic control. Understand?

All right.

Just like old times.

And new times.

Let's just hope this plan works.

Let's go, let's go!

How long till we're in the air?

Five minutes or so.

Daphne, how we looking?

We're doing our best.
Simon's a little frazzled.

This is incredibly challenging.

Keep trying. We're running out of time.

Yeah, I can see that.

- Come on! Go, go! Go!
- Okay, okay, okay, okay.

- What did you do?
- Nothing. Nothing, I swear.

- Why did that happen?
- I don't know. Everything just shut down.

- Freeze!
- Hold it!

LAPD!

FBI!

- Drop it!
- Drop the weapon now!

- Put the weapon down!
- Parker, put the gun on the ground.

Do it! Now!

Unless you wanna meet
Kenneth on the other side.

- Team, move in.
- You're covered.

Stay on him.

Cuff him.

All right, move.

First time hacking into the
motherboard of an airplane?

First and last.

Pretty nice view, right?

I've seen better.

Here. Souvenir.

You know, I almost
took one of these earlier.

Almost.

Thanks.

I'm sure you saw the press
release from an son's mother.

- I did.
- Yeah.

Well, it looks like she's gonna lobby

to regulate all of her son's platforms.

Hopefully there's not another tragedy

like Julie's in the future.

Amen to that.

I'm sorry, Adam.

I probably should've
said that a while ago,

but turns out I'm even
more stubborn than you are.

Yeah, man, I.

I saw an exit, and I took it.

And I left you to clean
up the mess for both of us,

which you did.

But in many ways,

you're the reason I'm here.

Nah, you would've still
made it on your own,

even without my help.

Yeah, probably would've.

- But I still owe you one.
- No, you do not.

I do.

Which is why I'd like
to put in a word for you

with the special agent in charge.

So, what do you say?

Morgan, I need to tell you something.

Ronnie offered me a job.

He wants to partner with me again.

Wow.

- What did you say?
- I said no.

Okay, when I worked at the dmv,

and a big rig driver named Rufus

suggested that I'd be a
pretty decent long-hauler

I at least slept on it

before I told him, "absolutely not."

I don't need to sleep on it.
This is where I wanna be.

And I have a new partner now.

- What did you just say?
- You heard me.

I mean, plus, you saw the FBI, Morgan.

I mean, the gadgets, the tech,

the bells, the whistles, it would...

It would make our job
way too easy, wouldn't it?

Yeah, yeah.

I mean, how we gonna,
you know, take all the credit

and brag about everything if the
computers are doing all the work?

That's what I'm saying.

All right. Well...

Then I guess I'll see
you tomorrow, partner.

I'll be here.

Yeah.

This seems like a bad idea.

I don't think you have enough
information to determine that.

Hey, hey, no peeking.

I'm not! I'm not.

Okay. Ready?

Take it off.

Ta-da!

I thought I smelled tacos.

Mom even got those nachos
with the disgusting cheese you like.

It's called queso oaxaca.

She's letting us eat on the
coach. And we're watching 2001?

A space odyssey? With all of us?

If the kids can get
through the monkey part.

It's not a documentary, is it?

God forbid you learn something.

Thank you.

You got it.

We're all so busy.

We gotta remember to slow
down and appreciate each other.

I'm glad you're okay, dad.

Hey, me too, buddy.

- Can I press play?
- Go nuts.

- Boy.
- Ew. No. Gross.

Use a fork or something.
Seriously, who raised you?

I had nothing to do with it.

Don't look at me. That is
kinda gross, buddy. Here.

My god. What have I gotten myself into?

So good, right?