Countdown (2025) s01e11 Episode Script
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- He's trying to blow the fuel tank.
- [Oliveras] Do it.
The mission's over.
Everybody goes their separate ways
but we're gonna be better
because of the people around us.
These scans make you an excellent
candidate for the new treatment trial.
[Mark] If I make it to the other side,
- I really want to try and do things right.
- Yeah.
[Shepherd] Would you mind
just keeping an eye on her?
- Yeah, sure. I'll check in.
- Appreciate it.
Doc signed off on my fit for duty exam,
so here I am.
[Nathan] Fitz is joining the team.
Our mission is to find
who murdered Patricia Perez
and to determine whether or not
the threat to the governor of California
and POTUS is credible.
[radio speaker] Right? See… Now this is
exactly what I'm talking about.
The haves, they aren't contributing
and the have-nots
are just getting squeezed like lemons.
And society doesn't even pretend
to care anymore.
No, no, no, no,
we have to have our gizmos.
No, no, no.
We have to have our gasoline and our oil.
No, no, no. We-We don't want basic goods
and services
at an actual brick-and-mortar store.
You buy it online! You don't have
to talk to a person that way.
[ominous music playing]
[birds chirping]
[gulps]
[panting]
[passerby 3] Feels like we never have
the ball.
Always clutching scared.
So, then, what?
We just fire everyone? Go back to zero?
We gotta do something.
I can't watch anymore,
I'm telling you. I'm done.
[passerby 4 chuckles]
Every Sunday you're done.
Even when we win, you're done.
[passerby 3] It's all about effort.
The players aren't taught to respect
the game anymore and that's…
- [birds chirping]
- [water running]
[Todd pants]
[grunts]
[tense music playing]
[crows cawing]
[Todd grunts]
[animal breathing heavily]
[crows cawing]
So, the cabins were built in the 1950s
due to their proximity to the caves.
But tourism to the caves was shut down
after there were two collapses in 1981.
Now the cabins are used by outdoorsmen,
hunters, fishermen, that type of thing.
Our killer did his homework.
He knew that he had access
to his own personal firing range.
All he had to do was break through
two feet of foundation and rock.
And depending on the method he used,
could've been six months
to a couple of years.
But why didn't he just buy the cabins?
Couldn't afford it,
Singaporeans got it, who knows?
What about the gun?
AI AXSR. Flat bottom, six-lug… [sighs]
…magnum-linked action, key slot mounts.
It's the best sniper rifle in the world.
- Damn.
- [Mark] A hell of a weapon system.
A British soldier recorded kills of,
uh, two Taliban combatants
over 2,700 yards away with that gun.
- Double damn.
- Yeah.
But it is a foreign rifle,
so we might be able to…
Our at-large suspect obliterated
the serial number.
- Fuck.
- [Nathan] We need a name for this guy.
This suspect.
Todd.
[scoffs]
- [chuckling]
- What? Why not Todd?
- Fine. Todd.
- Great.
Shepherd, where are you at
with the owner of the cabin?
As Bell alluded to,
Singaporean national Kieran Teo.
He agreed to meet us at his office
in Century City
- and speak through an interpreter.
- [Nathan] Lawyer?
- No.
- I'll lead that interview.
[Finau] Hey, the cat's done some dragging.
Oh, you don't know
where to start without me.
It was worth the look on your faces.
[chuckles] Thanks
for bringing me back, boss.
Yeah, I had a five-minute conversation
with the DEA SAC.
- Ah.
- Your skills were wasted on him
so I requested your reassignment.
- I appreciate that. [chuckles]
- [Nathan] Don't make me regret it.
That's Fitz over there. Secret Service,
LA Field Office. You know everyone else.
I read over all the homicide materials
this morning on the plane.
So, ready to jump in with both feet.
[clicks tongue] Good.
Fitz, bring us up to speed
on Todd's suspected targets.
Right.
Uh… [clears throat]
So, Governor George Shelby, 52,
two years into his second term.
As I'm sure you know,
has made it clear he plans to mount
a presidential campaign in the next cycle.
Unless he wins the nomination, he will
not be afforded Secret Service protection.
POTUS has been alerted
to the original voicemail
where Patricia Perez
mentioned him by name.
And the service is acting accordingly.
POTUS is currently overseas
in Saudi Arabia
but he does have a West Coast
fundraising swing at the end of the month.
The directors of both the FBI and the USSS
would like the sniper caught before then.
- We all would.
- [Mark inhales]
- Thank you, Fitz.
- Okay.
Okay, Meachum, bring Oliveras up to speed.
Then go interview Kieran Teo.
Fitz, my office.
We need to coordinate a field response
for wherever this investigation goes.
Let's go!
[sighs]
- How are you feeling, Meachum?
- Like Lazarus.
Yeah? No headaches?
Just this guy.
Hey. Ryan Fitzgerald, Secret Service.
Amber Oliveras, DEA.
Yeah. No, I've heard a lot about you.
Mostly that you're nails and that your
interrogation skills are off the charts.
You improvise with the best of them,
know how to get a perp's head spinning.
I…I mean, that's what he told me.
Okay. All right. That's…
I didn't say all that.
No. Course you didn't.
- No.
- No. [smacks lips]
- Uh… Anyway, good to meet you.
- You too.
I'm here if you need more details
on the case.
I got to, uh… Okay. [chuckles]
[inhales] He's really excited
to be on a task force. [sighs]
Oh, yeah. I can see that.
Yeah. Clearly, doesn't remember things
that I tell him either.
[clears throat] You said
all those nice things about me.
- [clears throat] Okay.
- That's cute.
Hey, uh, what's the deal with…
[inhales, sighs]
I think he had a thing for her.
Then he had a medical procedure.
But I don't fucking know, bro.
- [Nathan] Fitz.
- [grunts]
[Shepherd] Hey,
have you talked to them yet?
- Hmm? No. No, I'm about to call.
- [Shepherd] Okay, great.
Oh, while you're at it, um,
I am in the market for a new hand cannon.
- Desert Eagle 50 cal. [chuckles]
- [chuckles] You got it.
Oh, uh, before all this popped up,
you were gonna
tell me something about Molly.
Oh, okay.
Um,
I see what's going on. [inhales]
It's not a big deal.
Yeah, you wouldn't be the first friend
to get with her, so…
No, no. No.
[sighs] Um, Molly's hanging
with some pretty heavy-duty drug players.
- What?
- [sighs] Yeah.
I, um, I swung by her place
a couple of times,
just to check on her, like we said.
And, uh…
Well, there's a new element in her duplex.
Pretty sketchy. Low rent.
[intense music playing]
Wait… [stammers] …I'm trying
to understand. Wh…
- When…
- I'm not dating your sister, okay?
No, no. I'm saying
when did you notice this drug situation?
It was about a couple of weeks ago.
- And I…
- A couple…
I didn't want to say anything to you
until I felt sure of the vibe.
Okay.
Um.
- Why am I just hearing about this now?
- [stammers] You asked me to check on her.
- I know.
- That's all I did.
- Thank you. Thanks.
- I'm just doing what you asked me to do.
Okay.
[Mark] So, you and the doctor, huh?
Julio.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
We're trying to give it a shot.
Well, that's good.
It's good. Yeah.
Good.
Yeah, I haven't really slowed down myself.
[chuckles] What does that mean?
You know, just when you face death
like that, you, uh…
you wanna do all the living you can.
I mean all the living.
With whoever you can.
More than one whoever.
Gross.
It's not gross. It's just human nature.
Well, it is. You know what?
This is exactly what I thought
was gonna happen.
- You thought? Sure.
- You start feeling better,
you start feeling yourself a bit. You go
back to being the pig you were before.
I'm not the one who took
whatever this could've been
and chucked it out the fucking window.
Look at that, we're here.
[tense music playing]
[elevator dings]
You are here to speak with Mr. Teo?
Yes. Detective Mark Meachum
and this is Special Agent Oliveras.
- We have an appointment.
- Yes, I understand.
I am Venetia Lim.
And I will serve as Mr. Teo's interpreter.
- [Mark] Great.
- Will you follow me, please?
- Mm-hmm.
- [clicks tongue]
[speaking Malay]
[speaking Malay]
Mr. Teo understands
that you are police officers
here to ask questions
about the unfortunate death
at one of his properties.
Actually, I'm a special agent.
He's a police officer.
- Detective.
- Oh, police though.
Mr. Teo, we appreciate your cooperation.
Uh, a woman employee
- was murdered inside cabin six…
- [Lim speaking Malay]
…at your Hammerhead property in Sugarloaf.
Please ask Mr. Teo
how long he's owned the property.
[speaking Malay]
- [Teo speaking Malay]
- Uh, 15 years.
And when was the last time
that you were there?
[Lim speaking Malay]
[speaking Malay]
A couple years ago. He has employees
who manage the properties.
Okay, we just need to see…
We… We need the names of anybody
that rented the cabin over
the last decade.
[speaking Malay]
- [speaking Malay]
- [Lim] He will be happy to provide it.
There will be no further answers
and no more cooperation.
Sorry, who the… Who the fuck are you?
Beruang Holdings is partially owned by
the People's Action Party of Singapore.
And neither Mr. Teo, nor anyone on site
is authorized
to answer any further questions.
- You gotta be fucking kidding me.
- Hold on a second.
Respectfully, we just need
a few minutes with Mr. Teo.
[PAP representative]
If you have subpoenas,
we will ask that our lawyers have
a moment to review them.
If not, you may negotiate
with the PAP directly
through our consulate or embassy
for cooperation or compliance.
Mr. Teo is no longer available.
So, how you doing?
Fine.
How are you really doing?
- You seen Kaplan or Croudis?
- Nope.
You seen anybody?
You.
[sighs]
When are you planning
on coming back to work?
I have a few more weeks left of SL.
Right, but this is what I'm trying
to tell you.
- Mm-hmm.
- It's not gonna look good for you
if you take the whole time.
Joel Zimmerman.
He burned through his AL and his SL.
And we even donated some
of our sick leave to him.
He took the whole drop, down to
the very last day, and that was it.
You know what happened?
- Never got promoted.
- Mmm.
Do you hear what I'm saying to you?
I'm not saying you are,
but if you become known as a malingerer,
- that's it.
- [sighs]
Like, that's your career.
That's…
[ominous music playing]
I'm just saying. I'm…
- [diner bell rings]
- [sighing]
[door opens]
Yeah, then these, uh,
buttoned-up government motherfuckers,
they waltzed right in
and they shut the whole thing down.
That's how it happened.
[Mark] This guy was about
to give us carte blanche
to look at all of his records.
And then they frog march him out of
there and it's good night and good luck.
They deferred us to the consulate
if we want to discuss further.
Yeah. Foreign corporations
and politics can be tricky.
- [sighs]
- [Nathan] Which means
I'm gonna take off the gloves
and see what shakes out.
Good. Fuck them up.
- Meachum, Bonnie's?
- I'm buying.
- Hell yeah, I'm in.
- You coming?
I'm gonna stay on this mound
of forensics coming out of the…
- [Mark] Hey, Fitz?
- Yeah?
You're gonna learn
on a task force that there are times
when you gotta barrel ahead 24-7.
- But tonight is not one of those nights.
- Mm-mmm.
The boss, he's gonna shake
some Singapore trees.
Until that happens, we can't move forward
with the rental identities.
So, here's what you're gonna do.
You're gonna come out and
you're gonna have a drink with us tonight.
Then you're gonna go home,
you're gonna get whatever sleep you can.
And then tomorrow, you'll come back
and work on that "mound of forensics."
- Fine.
- [Mark] Good answer.
- [chuckles]
- What about you?
Oh, I can't tonight.
- What? Huh?
- Let's go.
Fitz, you single?
- Uh, yeah.
- Yeah?
I mean, I've had plenty of girls… Ladies.
Oh. Yeah, well, me too.
Feels good, right? Not to be tied down.
[Bell] Hey, we're hitting Bonnie's.
Oh, um…
Okay.
I kept an eye on your sister
but I wasn't close enough.
For that I apologize.
And she still hasn't texted back, so…
Oh. We'll call her from the bar.
You guys have fun.
- [Bell] See ya.
- See ya.
[pop music plays, on radio]
[Julio] In here.
- I made DoorDash.
- [gasps]
Did you get the polenta?
[Oliveras chuckles]
- [kisses] Glad you're back.
- Me too.
Man, they run you around, huh?
Never a dull moment.
Nope.
[sighs] Yeah, when I was in med school, I
had to pull three straight 24-hour shifts
in the ER and things were jumping.
Gang shootings, impalements…
[sighs] …the works.
Think they do it just to see
if they can break you.
I know the feeling.
But you'll never break.
Never.
[inhales] Okay, uh,
let me put out some plates
and we can dig in.
[both moaning]
Or we can, uh, catch up.
That.
[agents laughing]
So, Finau comes out of the room,
he's holding a goddamn snake.
Wait. What do you mean a snake?
No, no, no. I'm talking a boa constrictor.
- No.
- Yes. Massive.
[mumbles] The dealer had it as a pet,
thought we wouldn't go into the terrarium…
- [laughs]
- Better you than me because
- I was not going anywhere near that thing.
- [laughing]
What about you, Fitz?
You were a cop, right?
[Fitz] Uh, yeah. Yeah.
I didn't arrest any boa constrictors,
I can tell you that.
- [agents laugh]
- But I do miss the camaraderie.
See… [stammers] …I kinda thought
that Secret Service would be bonding,
tight-knit, family, that kind of thing.
Maybe you haven't noticed,
but I like to talk.
Yeah. No, we've noticed.
[Fitz] Okay. Well, I've been
in Counterfeit Crimes
which is a lot of computer screens.
And then the muzzle pile which has been
99% nothing burgers until this popped up.
I mean, don't get me wrong,
I'm glad for task force duty, I really am.
But, honestly, the goal
of every Secret Service officer
is to get on POTUS's team.
You know what?
That is good. That sounds great.
- Anybody for, uh, round two?
- [Finau, Bell] Yes.
- Great. Here we go.
- [Fitz] Yep.
Which, by the way, they tell me takes
about 15 years till you get seniority.
So, in the meantime, I might get
to cover FLOTUS,
maybe one of the children, I don't know…
- [Fitz] Maybe the dog.
- [Bell] Hey, Shepherd.
You want another round?
- Uh, what?
- You want another round?
- Uh, yeah. Yeah. Another IPA.
- Yeah?
- Hey, Meach.
- [Shepherd clears throat]
[attendee] Yes. Oh, absolutely.
Gentlemen,
as I said to the two officers
who wanted to question Mr. Teo,
the Singaporean PAP owns 60%
of Beruang Holdings.
You can save your excuses,
Mr. Ho, Mr. Chua.
I don't want to hear them.
Governor might want to listen, though.
You're the Singaporean reps?
- Yes, Mr. Governor.
- You're the mouth. And, what?
You're the backup?
[stammers] Mr. Governor, please.
- I think…
- Let me tell you what I know.
A murder of a 42-year-old wife
and mother took place
on Singaporean-owned property
this weekend.
The man who committed that murder
is also threatening my life
and the life of the President
of the United States.
[dramatic music playing]
[Shelby] Now,
if the Singaporean government
wants to hide information
from law enforcement,
and that man were to make good
on those threats,
how do you think that's gonna play
in the world?
How do you think that's gonna play
to the public?
Hell, to your senior officials
when they find out
that you could've helped…
You did nothing.
I… [clears throat]
I can see how you
would expect our full compliance.
Yes, I would.
I will make sure that happens.
Good.
Agent Blythe,
anything else you need from me?
No, Mr. Governor.
- I appreciate it.
- Then I'll expect an update soon.
[Nathan exhales]
[sighs]
[inhales]
[sighing]
- Sorry. Trying not to wake you.
- [grunts]
[sultry music playing]
No, it's… [grunts] It's cool.
[chuckles]
- [grunts]
- That was fun as hell.
- [Mark] Mm-hmm.
- [chuckles]
I put my Instagram on your mirror.
DM me.
Okay.
- You don't know how to do that?
- No.
- [chuckling]
- No.
[rock music playing]
Still got it.
Blythe came through.
Teo's handing over everything.
[Mark] Listen, about yesterday. I, um…
[sighs] …I might've said some things.
"Might've said some things"?
- You said some things.
- Okay, yes.
No, I… And it was uncalled for,
so I just wanna…
[sighs]
…I wanna apologize for my behavior.
I don't know how to feel.
Well, you could say, uh…
I mean, this is like
the day Picasso painted Guernica.
Or Balboa discovered the Pacific Ocean.
I mean, an apology…
- Oh, Jesus.
- …from Mark Meachum, what?
I never thought I'd see such growth,
such development.
- Okay, all right. That's fine.
- It's like a whole new you.
You know what must've happened?
When you went in for the treatment
and they shrunk part of your brain,
- it changed you.
- Yeah. No, get it out. Get it out.
Look, who knows what's next? I don't know,
maybe letting me lead… lead an interview,
drive an investigation.
Something crazy like that.
- You know? Who knows?
- You done?
[inhales]
Yeah, I'm done.
I'm trying to be serious.
Oh, okay.
I'm happy for you. Okay?
Happy for you and… [stammers]
…and the doctor.
[somber music playing]
He actually seems like a good guy.
He is a good guy.
Good.
Well…
[inhales]
And let's be honest, I mean,
you and me?
Oh.
- That would've been… We would've
- Would've been f…
- wrecked everything we've got here.
- Fucking terrible.
Exactly.
Yeah.
Good.
Thank you, though, for,
you know, for apologizing.
And for being gracious
in your own fucking weird way.
I appreciate it.
- Should we get back to work? Great.
- Yeah, let's do it.
[rock music playing]
[speaking Malay]
Mr. Teo apologizes
for the way you were treated.
- It's no problem.
- [speaking Malay]
[Lim] It seems there was
a misunderstanding.
Of course, we would like
to fully comply with the investigation.
- Great.
- [speaking Malay]
[Lim] Mr. Teo has all
the rental information of all the
Hammerhead cabins as far back as 15 years.
Thank you.
If you need additional information from
Beruang Holdings, we are happy to help.
We are friends of the United States.
Well, we appreciate it.
[Todd chewing]
- [dog whines]
- Morning, hon. When did you get up?
About 5:00.
[wife] Couldn't sleep?
Are you ready for your breakfast,
little precious?
Course you are.
[whines]
Okay.
Hey, honey, do you mind taking Penny
to see the vet this morning?
It's just a regular checkup.
It's your dog.
- Oh, I know that. But…
- [mumbles]
I'm going deer hunting.
I won't be back till the weekend.
Oh.
Nope. You're right, I will figure it out.
Hey.
[smacks lips] I know
that you're dealing with a lot.
And I am not gonna add
to your burden, okay?
[calm music playing]
Hunting soothes you. I understand that.
[sighs] Okay.
Bye, baby.
Don't bother your daddy, he's very busy.
Hey.
I'm kidding. [chuckles]
I do have one question
and then I-I swear I will stop.
Um, are you planning
on going back to work next week?
That's the plan.
Good. That's good.
Good.
- Okay, you be nice, little precious.
- [grunts]
In poring over the information
from Beruang Holdings,
this renter stood out to us.
Trevor Kellen Pasternak. Goes by T.K.
He rented cabin six in Sugarloaf
for months at a time
going back a couple years.
T.K. is an ex-con. Did a four-year stretch
a decade ago for armed robbery.
- Paroled?
- [Shepherd] Nope, did the full time.
- That's rare.
- [Shepherd] Yeah.
We think he had some disciplinary problems
but we're waiting on prison records.
- What's he doing currently?
- Mm-hmm.
Well, looks like he got into one of these
new-millennial cult-type pseudo-religions.
You know? Peace, love…
Crack, meth.
- [chuckles]
- [Bell] All of the above.
They sell tears of the spirit mother
online for 150 a bottle.
- You're kidding?
- [Bell] Nope.
- [Mark] I gotta get me a website.
- Nobody wants what you're selling, bro.
[Mark] That's what you don't know.
Because my tears? Worth way more than 150.
Tastes like honey.
[Finau chuckling]
[Bell] Our boy T.K. has posted
over 300 entries on the site.
We also have this video
of him dancing with all the other loonies.
- [jolly music plays, on television]
- [clears throat]
- [Mark] Hmm.
- [Oliveras] Mmm.
- [Mark] Nice.
- [Finau whistles]
- [Oliveras] Right.
- You, um…
[Mark] Don't.
- You got an LKA?
- [Bell] Culver City.
He's got one of those half-addresses.
88 and 1/2 La Salle.
Meachum, Oliveras, Finau, Fitz.
Bell, Shepherd, keep working
on the background.
- Okay.
- Got it.
[dramatic music playing]
All right.
Me and Meachum will check the alley.
You guys knock and talk.
- If he runs, we're there.
- [Finau] All right.
[tense music playing]
[dog barks]
Trevor Pasternak?
Federal officers, open up.
[dog barks]
[engine revving, in distance]
[engine revving]
[tires screech]
[engine revving continues]
He's running. He's running!
[punk rock music playing]
- [tires screech]
- [car horn honks]
[motorbike engine revving]
[Oliveras] Go, go!
Fitz, Finau, he's on a bike
heading north on Fairfield.
[Fitz] Okay, we'll head east on Westwood.
Try and cut him off.
- [car horn honks]
- [tires screech]
[tires screeching]
Dispatch TF-4. We are on 500 block,
heading north on La Salle.
[Oliveras] We are in pursuit of a suspect
- driving a red Honda motorcycle…
- [engine revving]
Requesting airship support
and available units
in the area to respond.
[Oliveras] There.
Hang on.
- [car horn honks]
- [tires screech]
Fuck.
- Shit, shit… Goddamn it.
- He's in the wind.
Last seen on motorcycle
heading south on Braddock.
Hey. So, we pulled up
some more information on T.K.
Turns out, he did not finish high school.
He dropped out in tenth grade.
Yeah, and looking
at his social media posts,
I mean, there are hundreds.
The guy can't put two sentences together.
His spelling is atrocious.
That got us thinking,
how can a guy this dumb
create a code that is unbreakable
by our best decryption software?
[Nathan] Prison records came over.
[phone buzzing]
There were, uh,
a few disciplinary knocks.
And apparently he mixed it up
with the Fresno Bulldogs
to the tune of six broken ribs.
But what really interested me was this.
Some art samples from his prison courses.
Are you telling me that this matches this?
- So what are we thinking? Two guys?
- Like a dyad?
Hey. Just heard back from DMV.
T.K. has an ex-wife who lives
in Temescal Canyon.
All right. Bell, Shepherd,
you take this one.
Boss?
Share the wealth, Meachum.
[whispers] Okay.
- [Bell clears throat]
- [birds chirping]
[sighing]
Ma'am, Special Agent Bell,
this is Special Agent Shepherd
with the FBI.
- FBI?
- Yes, ma'am.
Is this about T.K.?
What makes you say that?
What else would it be?
Nothing but misery that man
has brought, his whole life,
to anybody who was dumb enough
to stay with him.
Have you seen him?
If I had, I would've called you.
The bastard owes me 8,000 dollars.
When was the last time you did see him?
[chuckles] Not long enough,
I can tell you that.
Ma'am?
Like, probably four years ago.
He knew my parents had money,
so he rooked me for 4,000
and then another 5,000.
And he blew it all
on some hopey-dopey bullshit.
Look, I don't know. I don't care.
If you see him, give him a big kick
in the teeth for me.
All right, well, if he does contact you,
you'll give us a call?
Yeah.
Sorry I couldn't help.
She hasn't seen him in four years,
but she knew right away why we came.
[tense music playing]
And she didn't open that door very wide.
[Bell] Mmm.
- [Bell inhales]
- [Shepherd clears throat]
Hey, ma'am. I'm sorry.
It's really hot up here.
Do you mind if I come in
to grab a glass of water real quick?
Oh, yeah, I don't think that's…
He's here. Move!
- No, no, no. No, no. Leave him alone. Run!
- Ma'am. Ma'am. Ma'am. Ma'am.
- [ex-wife] Run, T.K.!
- [grunting]
Hey! Hey!
[T.K. grunts, groans]
Stay down! [grunts]
- [grunting]
- [panting]
Don't hurt him, you bastards!
Don't hurt him!
Don't hurt him, you sons of bitches!
T.K.!
You brood of vipers.
[stammers] T.K.! T.K.! [sobbing]
[ominous music playing]
[birds chirping]
[people chattering indistinctly, laughing]
[person] You didn't want to wait, huh?
[speaks indistinctly]
[people whispering, chattering]
- [wife laughing] Come on.
- Be serious.
- I am.
- Be serious.
- [people kissing, breathing heavily]
- [man] Mmm.
[man, wife chuckling]
[wife laughing]
[man exhales] Be serious.
- [people chattering, laughing]
- [man chuckling] Really? Please stop.
[tense music playing]
[sighing]
[gasps] I'm innocent.
Innocent people don't run
from police on motorcycles.
I was confused.
- [Oliveras] That we can agree on.
- What?
If you didn't do anything,
why'd you hide from us?
Look, I just love everyone.
Okay?
I love you, I love you.
I love spirit mother.
And this life is a gift from on high.
Then answer our questions.
I make people happy, okay?
People pay money to be happy.
And spirit mother says,
"If you give, you will receive ten-fold."
You know, spirit mother also says,
"Make confession so that you can,
um…" [clicks tongue]
"So that you can reap the benefits
- on Earth as you do in Heaven."
- [Mark] Yeah.
That's not true.
[Mark] Oh, it is. Of course it is.
[chuckles] Yeah.
No, it's right, uh… [exhales]
It's right there in the, uh…
- the sacred text. Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.
You know, spirit mother also says, uh,
"Make yourself unburdened
because there are no secrets."
Yeah. That's right.
She says to give up your darkness
so that you can be free.
Let me ask you.
Okay.
I was selling xannies.
But they were prescription excess.
- What?
- I was told prescription excess
could be sold legal.
T.K., we're not talking
about selling drugs.
You said unburden…
Talking about a rental cabin in Sugarloaf.
Are you talking about way out
to Hammerhead?
Yes. Yes! Yes, T.K.
- You rent a cabin over there.
- No!
A guy pays me 500 dollars
to rent that place
- for him in my name.
- What guy?
I've never been to Sugarloaf.
- I don't even know where Sugarloaf is!
- What guy, T.K.?
Well… Well, just a guy.
He sent me this e-mail.
All I have to do is fill out
this application
and use a credit card he sent me.
It was, like, prepaid.
Covered the cabin and it had
another five hundy on it. That was mine.
- You ever met this guy?
- [T.K.] Did you hear me?
Five hundred dollars, man.
I was working at Chicken Shack
for a week to make that scratch.
I wasn't gonna ask him more questions.
That's the way spirit mother does it.
"Least you expect, therefore good things
happen to you."
[T.K. breathes deeply]
Mmm. Did you get that?
- Yeah, sure did.
- Mmm.
Yeah.
And yet here you sit.
Okay. That's right.
All right.
He's not our killer.
Agreed.
He's too dim.
Mmm. He's an easy target
for somebody way smarter.
So, I got into T.K.'s laptop
that Finau pulled
from the half-address on La Salle.
You cracked it?
- Well, his password was "password".
- [chuckles]
[Shepherd] Anyways, he wasn't lying
about how he rented the cabin.
I found the e-mails sent
from an anonymous account.
Disposable phone number, burner e-mail,
Tor Browser for the VPN.
Somebody he was in jail with?
That would explain how he knew he
was out of jail and dealing?
Or someone from the spirit mother world?
Well, how did T.K. get back
in touch with "anonymous"?
I mean, if it was a one-way e-mail?
A burner?
There had to be some way for him
to communicate if something went wrong?
Yeah, it could be a secure chat, maybe.
- Let's check his private browser history.
- Yeah. Let's do it.
[Bell] Yeah.
Gonna get something. You want anything?
No.
[Mark] Hey.
That was fun. Breaking T.K. like that.
Yeah, it was.
Though he wasn't much of a challenge.
- No, he was not.
- [inhales] Um,
listen, I was thinking that, uh…
[sighs] …when we get a minute,
when things, you know, settle down a bit,
- maybe you and I could, uh…
- [clears throat]
[inhales] I don't know.
Join spirit mother for one of the retreat
or something.
They seem they got their shit together.
- Go away. Get away.
- No? A little dancing?
- Get the hell away from me.
- Okay.
[Shepherd] Hey, guys. In here.
Meachum was right.
They were using
an encrypted chat to communicate.
I have the last data logs
from five months ago.
I could try to make contact
but it may take a while
or we may never hear anything.
- Do it.
- Okay.
[Shepherd clears throat]
All right. Well, I will alert you
if we get a message.
[computer beeps]
[dramatic music playing]
Type "we just wanna talk".
More looney tune manifesto?
No.
No, this is the Rosetta Stone
that translates the manifesto.
He wanted T.K. to get caught.
[Nathan] He wanted us to reach out.
Why?
[computer beeping]
'Cause he wants us to read that.
[radio speaker] Can we expect
the American people to listen
when they haven't been listening
for decades?
I mean… Like, 9/11 didn't wake anyone up.
We've got zombies
on the streets all over this country,
at all times of day or night.
And we're just gonna act
like it's business as usual? I'm sorry.
No, sir. No, ma'am.
This is not the country I grew up in.
This is not your country anymore.
This is some gross, mis…
[ominous music playing]
[rock music playing]
Are you her precious baby?
[grunts]
[sighs]
[whining]
Run.
Run!
The governor's press secretary
was killed at a gas station.
[Bell] What do we know so far?
[detective] None
of the witnesses heard the shot,
but angle of entry and exit suggest
somewhere out towards the hillside.
- [Mark] What do you got?
- There.
[Oliveras] Who is that?
- He's trying to blow the fuel tank.
- [Oliveras] Do it.
The mission's over.
Everybody goes their separate ways
but we're gonna be better
because of the people around us.
These scans make you an excellent
candidate for the new treatment trial.
[Mark] If I make it to the other side,
- I really want to try and do things right.
- Yeah.
[Shepherd] Would you mind
just keeping an eye on her?
- Yeah, sure. I'll check in.
- Appreciate it.
Doc signed off on my fit for duty exam,
so here I am.
[Nathan] Fitz is joining the team.
Our mission is to find
who murdered Patricia Perez
and to determine whether or not
the threat to the governor of California
and POTUS is credible.
[radio speaker] Right? See… Now this is
exactly what I'm talking about.
The haves, they aren't contributing
and the have-nots
are just getting squeezed like lemons.
And society doesn't even pretend
to care anymore.
No, no, no, no,
we have to have our gizmos.
No, no, no.
We have to have our gasoline and our oil.
No, no, no. We-We don't want basic goods
and services
at an actual brick-and-mortar store.
You buy it online! You don't have
to talk to a person that way.
[ominous music playing]
[birds chirping]
[gulps]
[panting]
[passerby 3] Feels like we never have
the ball.
Always clutching scared.
So, then, what?
We just fire everyone? Go back to zero?
We gotta do something.
I can't watch anymore,
I'm telling you. I'm done.
[passerby 4 chuckles]
Every Sunday you're done.
Even when we win, you're done.
[passerby 3] It's all about effort.
The players aren't taught to respect
the game anymore and that's…
- [birds chirping]
- [water running]
[Todd pants]
[grunts]
[tense music playing]
[crows cawing]
[Todd grunts]
[animal breathing heavily]
[crows cawing]
So, the cabins were built in the 1950s
due to their proximity to the caves.
But tourism to the caves was shut down
after there were two collapses in 1981.
Now the cabins are used by outdoorsmen,
hunters, fishermen, that type of thing.
Our killer did his homework.
He knew that he had access
to his own personal firing range.
All he had to do was break through
two feet of foundation and rock.
And depending on the method he used,
could've been six months
to a couple of years.
But why didn't he just buy the cabins?
Couldn't afford it,
Singaporeans got it, who knows?
What about the gun?
AI AXSR. Flat bottom, six-lug… [sighs]
…magnum-linked action, key slot mounts.
It's the best sniper rifle in the world.
- Damn.
- [Mark] A hell of a weapon system.
A British soldier recorded kills of,
uh, two Taliban combatants
over 2,700 yards away with that gun.
- Double damn.
- Yeah.
But it is a foreign rifle,
so we might be able to…
Our at-large suspect obliterated
the serial number.
- Fuck.
- [Nathan] We need a name for this guy.
This suspect.
Todd.
[scoffs]
- [chuckling]
- What? Why not Todd?
- Fine. Todd.
- Great.
Shepherd, where are you at
with the owner of the cabin?
As Bell alluded to,
Singaporean national Kieran Teo.
He agreed to meet us at his office
in Century City
- and speak through an interpreter.
- [Nathan] Lawyer?
- No.
- I'll lead that interview.
[Finau] Hey, the cat's done some dragging.
Oh, you don't know
where to start without me.
It was worth the look on your faces.
[chuckles] Thanks
for bringing me back, boss.
Yeah, I had a five-minute conversation
with the DEA SAC.
- Ah.
- Your skills were wasted on him
so I requested your reassignment.
- I appreciate that. [chuckles]
- [Nathan] Don't make me regret it.
That's Fitz over there. Secret Service,
LA Field Office. You know everyone else.
I read over all the homicide materials
this morning on the plane.
So, ready to jump in with both feet.
[clicks tongue] Good.
Fitz, bring us up to speed
on Todd's suspected targets.
Right.
Uh… [clears throat]
So, Governor George Shelby, 52,
two years into his second term.
As I'm sure you know,
has made it clear he plans to mount
a presidential campaign in the next cycle.
Unless he wins the nomination, he will
not be afforded Secret Service protection.
POTUS has been alerted
to the original voicemail
where Patricia Perez
mentioned him by name.
And the service is acting accordingly.
POTUS is currently overseas
in Saudi Arabia
but he does have a West Coast
fundraising swing at the end of the month.
The directors of both the FBI and the USSS
would like the sniper caught before then.
- We all would.
- [Mark inhales]
- Thank you, Fitz.
- Okay.
Okay, Meachum, bring Oliveras up to speed.
Then go interview Kieran Teo.
Fitz, my office.
We need to coordinate a field response
for wherever this investigation goes.
Let's go!
[sighs]
- How are you feeling, Meachum?
- Like Lazarus.
Yeah? No headaches?
Just this guy.
Hey. Ryan Fitzgerald, Secret Service.
Amber Oliveras, DEA.
Yeah. No, I've heard a lot about you.
Mostly that you're nails and that your
interrogation skills are off the charts.
You improvise with the best of them,
know how to get a perp's head spinning.
I…I mean, that's what he told me.
Okay. All right. That's…
I didn't say all that.
No. Course you didn't.
- No.
- No. [smacks lips]
- Uh… Anyway, good to meet you.
- You too.
I'm here if you need more details
on the case.
I got to, uh… Okay. [chuckles]
[inhales] He's really excited
to be on a task force. [sighs]
Oh, yeah. I can see that.
Yeah. Clearly, doesn't remember things
that I tell him either.
[clears throat] You said
all those nice things about me.
- [clears throat] Okay.
- That's cute.
Hey, uh, what's the deal with…
[inhales, sighs]
I think he had a thing for her.
Then he had a medical procedure.
But I don't fucking know, bro.
- [Nathan] Fitz.
- [grunts]
[Shepherd] Hey,
have you talked to them yet?
- Hmm? No. No, I'm about to call.
- [Shepherd] Okay, great.
Oh, while you're at it, um,
I am in the market for a new hand cannon.
- Desert Eagle 50 cal. [chuckles]
- [chuckles] You got it.
Oh, uh, before all this popped up,
you were gonna
tell me something about Molly.
Oh, okay.
Um,
I see what's going on. [inhales]
It's not a big deal.
Yeah, you wouldn't be the first friend
to get with her, so…
No, no. No.
[sighs] Um, Molly's hanging
with some pretty heavy-duty drug players.
- What?
- [sighs] Yeah.
I, um, I swung by her place
a couple of times,
just to check on her, like we said.
And, uh…
Well, there's a new element in her duplex.
Pretty sketchy. Low rent.
[intense music playing]
Wait… [stammers] …I'm trying
to understand. Wh…
- When…
- I'm not dating your sister, okay?
No, no. I'm saying
when did you notice this drug situation?
It was about a couple of weeks ago.
- And I…
- A couple…
I didn't want to say anything to you
until I felt sure of the vibe.
Okay.
Um.
- Why am I just hearing about this now?
- [stammers] You asked me to check on her.
- I know.
- That's all I did.
- Thank you. Thanks.
- I'm just doing what you asked me to do.
Okay.
[Mark] So, you and the doctor, huh?
Julio.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
We're trying to give it a shot.
Well, that's good.
It's good. Yeah.
Good.
Yeah, I haven't really slowed down myself.
[chuckles] What does that mean?
You know, just when you face death
like that, you, uh…
you wanna do all the living you can.
I mean all the living.
With whoever you can.
More than one whoever.
Gross.
It's not gross. It's just human nature.
Well, it is. You know what?
This is exactly what I thought
was gonna happen.
- You thought? Sure.
- You start feeling better,
you start feeling yourself a bit. You go
back to being the pig you were before.
I'm not the one who took
whatever this could've been
and chucked it out the fucking window.
Look at that, we're here.
[tense music playing]
[elevator dings]
You are here to speak with Mr. Teo?
Yes. Detective Mark Meachum
and this is Special Agent Oliveras.
- We have an appointment.
- Yes, I understand.
I am Venetia Lim.
And I will serve as Mr. Teo's interpreter.
- [Mark] Great.
- Will you follow me, please?
- Mm-hmm.
- [clicks tongue]
[speaking Malay]
[speaking Malay]
Mr. Teo understands
that you are police officers
here to ask questions
about the unfortunate death
at one of his properties.
Actually, I'm a special agent.
He's a police officer.
- Detective.
- Oh, police though.
Mr. Teo, we appreciate your cooperation.
Uh, a woman employee
- was murdered inside cabin six…
- [Lim speaking Malay]
…at your Hammerhead property in Sugarloaf.
Please ask Mr. Teo
how long he's owned the property.
[speaking Malay]
- [Teo speaking Malay]
- Uh, 15 years.
And when was the last time
that you were there?
[Lim speaking Malay]
[speaking Malay]
A couple years ago. He has employees
who manage the properties.
Okay, we just need to see…
We… We need the names of anybody
that rented the cabin over
the last decade.
[speaking Malay]
- [speaking Malay]
- [Lim] He will be happy to provide it.
There will be no further answers
and no more cooperation.
Sorry, who the… Who the fuck are you?
Beruang Holdings is partially owned by
the People's Action Party of Singapore.
And neither Mr. Teo, nor anyone on site
is authorized
to answer any further questions.
- You gotta be fucking kidding me.
- Hold on a second.
Respectfully, we just need
a few minutes with Mr. Teo.
[PAP representative]
If you have subpoenas,
we will ask that our lawyers have
a moment to review them.
If not, you may negotiate
with the PAP directly
through our consulate or embassy
for cooperation or compliance.
Mr. Teo is no longer available.
So, how you doing?
Fine.
How are you really doing?
- You seen Kaplan or Croudis?
- Nope.
You seen anybody?
You.
[sighs]
When are you planning
on coming back to work?
I have a few more weeks left of SL.
Right, but this is what I'm trying
to tell you.
- Mm-hmm.
- It's not gonna look good for you
if you take the whole time.
Joel Zimmerman.
He burned through his AL and his SL.
And we even donated some
of our sick leave to him.
He took the whole drop, down to
the very last day, and that was it.
You know what happened?
- Never got promoted.
- Mmm.
Do you hear what I'm saying to you?
I'm not saying you are,
but if you become known as a malingerer,
- that's it.
- [sighs]
Like, that's your career.
That's…
[ominous music playing]
I'm just saying. I'm…
- [diner bell rings]
- [sighing]
[door opens]
Yeah, then these, uh,
buttoned-up government motherfuckers,
they waltzed right in
and they shut the whole thing down.
That's how it happened.
[Mark] This guy was about
to give us carte blanche
to look at all of his records.
And then they frog march him out of
there and it's good night and good luck.
They deferred us to the consulate
if we want to discuss further.
Yeah. Foreign corporations
and politics can be tricky.
- [sighs]
- [Nathan] Which means
I'm gonna take off the gloves
and see what shakes out.
Good. Fuck them up.
- Meachum, Bonnie's?
- I'm buying.
- Hell yeah, I'm in.
- You coming?
I'm gonna stay on this mound
of forensics coming out of the…
- [Mark] Hey, Fitz?
- Yeah?
You're gonna learn
on a task force that there are times
when you gotta barrel ahead 24-7.
- But tonight is not one of those nights.
- Mm-mmm.
The boss, he's gonna shake
some Singapore trees.
Until that happens, we can't move forward
with the rental identities.
So, here's what you're gonna do.
You're gonna come out and
you're gonna have a drink with us tonight.
Then you're gonna go home,
you're gonna get whatever sleep you can.
And then tomorrow, you'll come back
and work on that "mound of forensics."
- Fine.
- [Mark] Good answer.
- [chuckles]
- What about you?
Oh, I can't tonight.
- What? Huh?
- Let's go.
Fitz, you single?
- Uh, yeah.
- Yeah?
I mean, I've had plenty of girls… Ladies.
Oh. Yeah, well, me too.
Feels good, right? Not to be tied down.
[Bell] Hey, we're hitting Bonnie's.
Oh, um…
Okay.
I kept an eye on your sister
but I wasn't close enough.
For that I apologize.
And she still hasn't texted back, so…
Oh. We'll call her from the bar.
You guys have fun.
- [Bell] See ya.
- See ya.
[pop music plays, on radio]
[Julio] In here.
- I made DoorDash.
- [gasps]
Did you get the polenta?
[Oliveras chuckles]
- [kisses] Glad you're back.
- Me too.
Man, they run you around, huh?
Never a dull moment.
Nope.
[sighs] Yeah, when I was in med school, I
had to pull three straight 24-hour shifts
in the ER and things were jumping.
Gang shootings, impalements…
[sighs] …the works.
Think they do it just to see
if they can break you.
I know the feeling.
But you'll never break.
Never.
[inhales] Okay, uh,
let me put out some plates
and we can dig in.
[both moaning]
Or we can, uh, catch up.
That.
[agents laughing]
So, Finau comes out of the room,
he's holding a goddamn snake.
Wait. What do you mean a snake?
No, no, no. I'm talking a boa constrictor.
- No.
- Yes. Massive.
[mumbles] The dealer had it as a pet,
thought we wouldn't go into the terrarium…
- [laughs]
- Better you than me because
- I was not going anywhere near that thing.
- [laughing]
What about you, Fitz?
You were a cop, right?
[Fitz] Uh, yeah. Yeah.
I didn't arrest any boa constrictors,
I can tell you that.
- [agents laugh]
- But I do miss the camaraderie.
See… [stammers] …I kinda thought
that Secret Service would be bonding,
tight-knit, family, that kind of thing.
Maybe you haven't noticed,
but I like to talk.
Yeah. No, we've noticed.
[Fitz] Okay. Well, I've been
in Counterfeit Crimes
which is a lot of computer screens.
And then the muzzle pile which has been
99% nothing burgers until this popped up.
I mean, don't get me wrong,
I'm glad for task force duty, I really am.
But, honestly, the goal
of every Secret Service officer
is to get on POTUS's team.
You know what?
That is good. That sounds great.
- Anybody for, uh, round two?
- [Finau, Bell] Yes.
- Great. Here we go.
- [Fitz] Yep.
Which, by the way, they tell me takes
about 15 years till you get seniority.
So, in the meantime, I might get
to cover FLOTUS,
maybe one of the children, I don't know…
- [Fitz] Maybe the dog.
- [Bell] Hey, Shepherd.
You want another round?
- Uh, what?
- You want another round?
- Uh, yeah. Yeah. Another IPA.
- Yeah?
- Hey, Meach.
- [Shepherd clears throat]
[attendee] Yes. Oh, absolutely.
Gentlemen,
as I said to the two officers
who wanted to question Mr. Teo,
the Singaporean PAP owns 60%
of Beruang Holdings.
You can save your excuses,
Mr. Ho, Mr. Chua.
I don't want to hear them.
Governor might want to listen, though.
You're the Singaporean reps?
- Yes, Mr. Governor.
- You're the mouth. And, what?
You're the backup?
[stammers] Mr. Governor, please.
- I think…
- Let me tell you what I know.
A murder of a 42-year-old wife
and mother took place
on Singaporean-owned property
this weekend.
The man who committed that murder
is also threatening my life
and the life of the President
of the United States.
[dramatic music playing]
[Shelby] Now,
if the Singaporean government
wants to hide information
from law enforcement,
and that man were to make good
on those threats,
how do you think that's gonna play
in the world?
How do you think that's gonna play
to the public?
Hell, to your senior officials
when they find out
that you could've helped…
You did nothing.
I… [clears throat]
I can see how you
would expect our full compliance.
Yes, I would.
I will make sure that happens.
Good.
Agent Blythe,
anything else you need from me?
No, Mr. Governor.
- I appreciate it.
- Then I'll expect an update soon.
[Nathan exhales]
[sighs]
[inhales]
[sighing]
- Sorry. Trying not to wake you.
- [grunts]
[sultry music playing]
No, it's… [grunts] It's cool.
[chuckles]
- [grunts]
- That was fun as hell.
- [Mark] Mm-hmm.
- [chuckles]
I put my Instagram on your mirror.
DM me.
Okay.
- You don't know how to do that?
- No.
- [chuckling]
- No.
[rock music playing]
Still got it.
Blythe came through.
Teo's handing over everything.
[Mark] Listen, about yesterday. I, um…
[sighs] …I might've said some things.
"Might've said some things"?
- You said some things.
- Okay, yes.
No, I… And it was uncalled for,
so I just wanna…
[sighs]
…I wanna apologize for my behavior.
I don't know how to feel.
Well, you could say, uh…
I mean, this is like
the day Picasso painted Guernica.
Or Balboa discovered the Pacific Ocean.
I mean, an apology…
- Oh, Jesus.
- …from Mark Meachum, what?
I never thought I'd see such growth,
such development.
- Okay, all right. That's fine.
- It's like a whole new you.
You know what must've happened?
When you went in for the treatment
and they shrunk part of your brain,
- it changed you.
- Yeah. No, get it out. Get it out.
Look, who knows what's next? I don't know,
maybe letting me lead… lead an interview,
drive an investigation.
Something crazy like that.
- You know? Who knows?
- You done?
[inhales]
Yeah, I'm done.
I'm trying to be serious.
Oh, okay.
I'm happy for you. Okay?
Happy for you and… [stammers]
…and the doctor.
[somber music playing]
He actually seems like a good guy.
He is a good guy.
Good.
Well…
[inhales]
And let's be honest, I mean,
you and me?
Oh.
- That would've been… We would've
- Would've been f…
- wrecked everything we've got here.
- Fucking terrible.
Exactly.
Yeah.
Good.
Thank you, though, for,
you know, for apologizing.
And for being gracious
in your own fucking weird way.
I appreciate it.
- Should we get back to work? Great.
- Yeah, let's do it.
[rock music playing]
[speaking Malay]
Mr. Teo apologizes
for the way you were treated.
- It's no problem.
- [speaking Malay]
[Lim] It seems there was
a misunderstanding.
Of course, we would like
to fully comply with the investigation.
- Great.
- [speaking Malay]
[Lim] Mr. Teo has all
the rental information of all the
Hammerhead cabins as far back as 15 years.
Thank you.
If you need additional information from
Beruang Holdings, we are happy to help.
We are friends of the United States.
Well, we appreciate it.
[Todd chewing]
- [dog whines]
- Morning, hon. When did you get up?
About 5:00.
[wife] Couldn't sleep?
Are you ready for your breakfast,
little precious?
Course you are.
[whines]
Okay.
Hey, honey, do you mind taking Penny
to see the vet this morning?
It's just a regular checkup.
It's your dog.
- Oh, I know that. But…
- [mumbles]
I'm going deer hunting.
I won't be back till the weekend.
Oh.
Nope. You're right, I will figure it out.
Hey.
[smacks lips] I know
that you're dealing with a lot.
And I am not gonna add
to your burden, okay?
[calm music playing]
Hunting soothes you. I understand that.
[sighs] Okay.
Bye, baby.
Don't bother your daddy, he's very busy.
Hey.
I'm kidding. [chuckles]
I do have one question
and then I-I swear I will stop.
Um, are you planning
on going back to work next week?
That's the plan.
Good. That's good.
Good.
- Okay, you be nice, little precious.
- [grunts]
In poring over the information
from Beruang Holdings,
this renter stood out to us.
Trevor Kellen Pasternak. Goes by T.K.
He rented cabin six in Sugarloaf
for months at a time
going back a couple years.
T.K. is an ex-con. Did a four-year stretch
a decade ago for armed robbery.
- Paroled?
- [Shepherd] Nope, did the full time.
- That's rare.
- [Shepherd] Yeah.
We think he had some disciplinary problems
but we're waiting on prison records.
- What's he doing currently?
- Mm-hmm.
Well, looks like he got into one of these
new-millennial cult-type pseudo-religions.
You know? Peace, love…
Crack, meth.
- [chuckles]
- [Bell] All of the above.
They sell tears of the spirit mother
online for 150 a bottle.
- You're kidding?
- [Bell] Nope.
- [Mark] I gotta get me a website.
- Nobody wants what you're selling, bro.
[Mark] That's what you don't know.
Because my tears? Worth way more than 150.
Tastes like honey.
[Finau chuckling]
[Bell] Our boy T.K. has posted
over 300 entries on the site.
We also have this video
of him dancing with all the other loonies.
- [jolly music plays, on television]
- [clears throat]
- [Mark] Hmm.
- [Oliveras] Mmm.
- [Mark] Nice.
- [Finau whistles]
- [Oliveras] Right.
- You, um…
[Mark] Don't.
- You got an LKA?
- [Bell] Culver City.
He's got one of those half-addresses.
88 and 1/2 La Salle.
Meachum, Oliveras, Finau, Fitz.
Bell, Shepherd, keep working
on the background.
- Okay.
- Got it.
[dramatic music playing]
All right.
Me and Meachum will check the alley.
You guys knock and talk.
- If he runs, we're there.
- [Finau] All right.
[tense music playing]
[dog barks]
Trevor Pasternak?
Federal officers, open up.
[dog barks]
[engine revving, in distance]
[engine revving]
[tires screech]
[engine revving continues]
He's running. He's running!
[punk rock music playing]
- [tires screech]
- [car horn honks]
[motorbike engine revving]
[Oliveras] Go, go!
Fitz, Finau, he's on a bike
heading north on Fairfield.
[Fitz] Okay, we'll head east on Westwood.
Try and cut him off.
- [car horn honks]
- [tires screech]
[tires screeching]
Dispatch TF-4. We are on 500 block,
heading north on La Salle.
[Oliveras] We are in pursuit of a suspect
- driving a red Honda motorcycle…
- [engine revving]
Requesting airship support
and available units
in the area to respond.
[Oliveras] There.
Hang on.
- [car horn honks]
- [tires screech]
Fuck.
- Shit, shit… Goddamn it.
- He's in the wind.
Last seen on motorcycle
heading south on Braddock.
Hey. So, we pulled up
some more information on T.K.
Turns out, he did not finish high school.
He dropped out in tenth grade.
Yeah, and looking
at his social media posts,
I mean, there are hundreds.
The guy can't put two sentences together.
His spelling is atrocious.
That got us thinking,
how can a guy this dumb
create a code that is unbreakable
by our best decryption software?
[Nathan] Prison records came over.
[phone buzzing]
There were, uh,
a few disciplinary knocks.
And apparently he mixed it up
with the Fresno Bulldogs
to the tune of six broken ribs.
But what really interested me was this.
Some art samples from his prison courses.
Are you telling me that this matches this?
- So what are we thinking? Two guys?
- Like a dyad?
Hey. Just heard back from DMV.
T.K. has an ex-wife who lives
in Temescal Canyon.
All right. Bell, Shepherd,
you take this one.
Boss?
Share the wealth, Meachum.
[whispers] Okay.
- [Bell clears throat]
- [birds chirping]
[sighing]
Ma'am, Special Agent Bell,
this is Special Agent Shepherd
with the FBI.
- FBI?
- Yes, ma'am.
Is this about T.K.?
What makes you say that?
What else would it be?
Nothing but misery that man
has brought, his whole life,
to anybody who was dumb enough
to stay with him.
Have you seen him?
If I had, I would've called you.
The bastard owes me 8,000 dollars.
When was the last time you did see him?
[chuckles] Not long enough,
I can tell you that.
Ma'am?
Like, probably four years ago.
He knew my parents had money,
so he rooked me for 4,000
and then another 5,000.
And he blew it all
on some hopey-dopey bullshit.
Look, I don't know. I don't care.
If you see him, give him a big kick
in the teeth for me.
All right, well, if he does contact you,
you'll give us a call?
Yeah.
Sorry I couldn't help.
She hasn't seen him in four years,
but she knew right away why we came.
[tense music playing]
And she didn't open that door very wide.
[Bell] Mmm.
- [Bell inhales]
- [Shepherd clears throat]
Hey, ma'am. I'm sorry.
It's really hot up here.
Do you mind if I come in
to grab a glass of water real quick?
Oh, yeah, I don't think that's…
He's here. Move!
- No, no, no. No, no. Leave him alone. Run!
- Ma'am. Ma'am. Ma'am. Ma'am.
- [ex-wife] Run, T.K.!
- [grunting]
Hey! Hey!
[T.K. grunts, groans]
Stay down! [grunts]
- [grunting]
- [panting]
Don't hurt him, you bastards!
Don't hurt him!
Don't hurt him, you sons of bitches!
T.K.!
You brood of vipers.
[stammers] T.K.! T.K.! [sobbing]
[ominous music playing]
[birds chirping]
[people chattering indistinctly, laughing]
[person] You didn't want to wait, huh?
[speaks indistinctly]
[people whispering, chattering]
- [wife laughing] Come on.
- Be serious.
- I am.
- Be serious.
- [people kissing, breathing heavily]
- [man] Mmm.
[man, wife chuckling]
[wife laughing]
[man exhales] Be serious.
- [people chattering, laughing]
- [man chuckling] Really? Please stop.
[tense music playing]
[sighing]
[gasps] I'm innocent.
Innocent people don't run
from police on motorcycles.
I was confused.
- [Oliveras] That we can agree on.
- What?
If you didn't do anything,
why'd you hide from us?
Look, I just love everyone.
Okay?
I love you, I love you.
I love spirit mother.
And this life is a gift from on high.
Then answer our questions.
I make people happy, okay?
People pay money to be happy.
And spirit mother says,
"If you give, you will receive ten-fold."
You know, spirit mother also says,
"Make confession so that you can,
um…" [clicks tongue]
"So that you can reap the benefits
- on Earth as you do in Heaven."
- [Mark] Yeah.
That's not true.
[Mark] Oh, it is. Of course it is.
[chuckles] Yeah.
No, it's right, uh… [exhales]
It's right there in the, uh…
- the sacred text. Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.
You know, spirit mother also says, uh,
"Make yourself unburdened
because there are no secrets."
Yeah. That's right.
She says to give up your darkness
so that you can be free.
Let me ask you.
Okay.
I was selling xannies.
But they were prescription excess.
- What?
- I was told prescription excess
could be sold legal.
T.K., we're not talking
about selling drugs.
You said unburden…
Talking about a rental cabin in Sugarloaf.
Are you talking about way out
to Hammerhead?
Yes. Yes! Yes, T.K.
- You rent a cabin over there.
- No!
A guy pays me 500 dollars
to rent that place
- for him in my name.
- What guy?
I've never been to Sugarloaf.
- I don't even know where Sugarloaf is!
- What guy, T.K.?
Well… Well, just a guy.
He sent me this e-mail.
All I have to do is fill out
this application
and use a credit card he sent me.
It was, like, prepaid.
Covered the cabin and it had
another five hundy on it. That was mine.
- You ever met this guy?
- [T.K.] Did you hear me?
Five hundred dollars, man.
I was working at Chicken Shack
for a week to make that scratch.
I wasn't gonna ask him more questions.
That's the way spirit mother does it.
"Least you expect, therefore good things
happen to you."
[T.K. breathes deeply]
Mmm. Did you get that?
- Yeah, sure did.
- Mmm.
Yeah.
And yet here you sit.
Okay. That's right.
All right.
He's not our killer.
Agreed.
He's too dim.
Mmm. He's an easy target
for somebody way smarter.
So, I got into T.K.'s laptop
that Finau pulled
from the half-address on La Salle.
You cracked it?
- Well, his password was "password".
- [chuckles]
[Shepherd] Anyways, he wasn't lying
about how he rented the cabin.
I found the e-mails sent
from an anonymous account.
Disposable phone number, burner e-mail,
Tor Browser for the VPN.
Somebody he was in jail with?
That would explain how he knew he
was out of jail and dealing?
Or someone from the spirit mother world?
Well, how did T.K. get back
in touch with "anonymous"?
I mean, if it was a one-way e-mail?
A burner?
There had to be some way for him
to communicate if something went wrong?
Yeah, it could be a secure chat, maybe.
- Let's check his private browser history.
- Yeah. Let's do it.
[Bell] Yeah.
Gonna get something. You want anything?
No.
[Mark] Hey.
That was fun. Breaking T.K. like that.
Yeah, it was.
Though he wasn't much of a challenge.
- No, he was not.
- [inhales] Um,
listen, I was thinking that, uh…
[sighs] …when we get a minute,
when things, you know, settle down a bit,
- maybe you and I could, uh…
- [clears throat]
[inhales] I don't know.
Join spirit mother for one of the retreat
or something.
They seem they got their shit together.
- Go away. Get away.
- No? A little dancing?
- Get the hell away from me.
- Okay.
[Shepherd] Hey, guys. In here.
Meachum was right.
They were using
an encrypted chat to communicate.
I have the last data logs
from five months ago.
I could try to make contact
but it may take a while
or we may never hear anything.
- Do it.
- Okay.
[Shepherd clears throat]
All right. Well, I will alert you
if we get a message.
[computer beeps]
[dramatic music playing]
Type "we just wanna talk".
More looney tune manifesto?
No.
No, this is the Rosetta Stone
that translates the manifesto.
He wanted T.K. to get caught.
[Nathan] He wanted us to reach out.
Why?
[computer beeping]
'Cause he wants us to read that.
[radio speaker] Can we expect
the American people to listen
when they haven't been listening
for decades?
I mean… Like, 9/11 didn't wake anyone up.
We've got zombies
on the streets all over this country,
at all times of day or night.
And we're just gonna act
like it's business as usual? I'm sorry.
No, sir. No, ma'am.
This is not the country I grew up in.
This is not your country anymore.
This is some gross, mis…
[ominous music playing]
[rock music playing]
Are you her precious baby?
[grunts]
[sighs]
[whining]
Run.
Run!
The governor's press secretary
was killed at a gas station.
[Bell] What do we know so far?
[detective] None
of the witnesses heard the shot,
but angle of entry and exit suggest
somewhere out towards the hillside.
- [Mark] What do you got?
- There.
[Oliveras] Who is that?