Alert: Missing Persons Unit (2023) s03e09 Episode Script
Burt
1
Careful.
Come on, Burt. It's one keg.
You gonna make me get the dolly?
I mean it, Tony!
Get that thing away from your head.
Those plastic kegs are
only rated for 90 PSI.
Did you watch the gauge?
- Yeah, I watched
- [BLASTING]
Damn!
[BURT] Tony! Gets some rags!
The bridge is shut down.
Jenny, go get your truck.
The ambulance will take too long!
Let's get him to the hospital! Let's go!
- You're doing good. You're doing good.
- [ALARM BLARING]
Tony, my man, you're
gonna be all right, I promise.
It hurts, Burt. It hurts!
We're gonna get you in
the back of the truck here.
[ALARM BLARING]
Careful, careful.
[GROANING]
[ALARM BLARING]
Put pressure on that.
Okay, scooch.
Good, good, good, good.
[ALARM BLARING]
Docs will get you back
to that new baby girl
in no time, all right?
- [THUMP]
- [HANK] Burt?
Everything okay there?
Enough's enough, Hank!
Look, now, it is a big brewery.
Accidents are gonna
happen. He's gonna be okay.
Everybody inside! Back to work.
Come on.
You know what? Screw you, Hank.
That plastic keg gives a second earlier,
Tony's head gets blown off.
Would you give me a break?
Ever since Jerry died,
you have been a broken damn record.
It was an accident,
and it's been a year!
It was your corner-cutting
that got Jerry killed!
Well, I already closed the old wing.
I just need you to wait
till we get through with the
new brew release. Please?
I'm not waiting.
You make those safety
upgrades, or I report you to OSHA.
Go ahead.
They shut us down,
and your precious crew lose their jobs.
Well, it's better than
losing their lives.
And you can go to hell, Hank!
This place is gonna be the end of me.
Oh, thanks, Joe.
Hey, give me a minute, will ya?
Thanks.
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
[DISTANT CLANK ECHOES]
Joe?
Anybody in here?
[SIGHS]
[THUD]
[GRUNTING]
[SIREN WAILING]
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
Does, uh, MPU have a K9
unit that I'm not aware of?
[URSULA WHIMPERS]
No, that's that's Ursula.
I'm just dog-sitting for Wayne
while she's out of town on a job.
- Dog-sitting?
- Mm-hmm.
For your girlfriend?
Mm.
Wow.
I always took you for a player.
Go figure.
[URSULA HUFFS]
Yeah, I I don't know
if I should be insulted or flattered.
Maybe both.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS, DOORS OPEN]
[URSULA YAPS]
Ursula, come! Hey, come here.
Ursula, come. Come,
come, come. Hey, hey.
[MOURNFUL VICTORIAN
BALLAD BELLOWING ON STEREO]
That I was the hope and the pride ♪
Is everything okay?
[WEEPY] I'm fine.
Okay. Cool.
[WAILS] No!
I'm not fine!
[WHIMPERS]
I broke up with my boyfriend.
[SOBS]
Oh
Shoot.
Sorry that happened.
I'd better get back to my office.
[BLURTS] Jackson's great
and the sex is
Oh! It's great!
[SNIFFLING]
But it was supposed to be a fling,
and now I'm confused,
and you know when you
just want a piece of toast,
but they give you Eggs Benedict?
I did not order
handsome Eggs Benedict!
You ever have one of those
days when you really need a hug?
Not so much no.
But you know what?
Focus on work.
It'll take your mind right off it.
[BREATH DEFLATES]
[RESOLVING] Okay.
[SIGHS]
All right, ladies.
That's enough of the tequila, yeah?
I mean it, Fran.
[CHUCKLING]
Geez.
Good morning, Lieutenant.
What's up with the Golden Girls?
Fran and Maeve
they snuck out of the
retirement community
last night, partied till dawn,
and we found them this
morning at a bus stop.
Listen, they had
the time of their lives.
That's all that matters. [CHUCKLES]
[URSULA YAPPING]
Okay, Jason, could we please
do something about the dog?
[BARKING PERSISTS]
Is this Missing Persons?
Can somebody help me?
Yeah, you're in the right place.
Come around.
How can we help you?
My dad didn't come
home from work last night.
Burt MacNeil. He works
at Lembeck Brewing.
Okay, are you sure something didn't
He always comes home, always.
There's something wrong.
Okay.
My mom died when I was six.
It's just me and my
dad. He's all that I got.
He would never stay out all night.
When was the last
time you spoke with him?
Uh, yesterday before school.
Sometimes, he works late,
but this morning, he still wasn't back,
and he didn't answer his phone.
And you said he works
at Lembeck Brewery?
Yes. Uh, he's the brewmaster.
Is there anywhere your dad
may have gone after work?
Maybe a local bar?
No.
Dad only drinks to taste his brew.
Marisa, I know this is hard,
but is there any chance that your dad
had enemies that you know of?
No.
He's, like, "Mr. Popular" at work.
It's all he ever does
work and take care of me.
Please find him.
We'll need your dad's
social media handles, okay?
He doesn't have any.
- He barely knows how to text.
- Okay.
Well, if your dad isn't
good with smartphones,
maybe he has a hard-copy calendar?
- Yeah!
- Okay, great.
Can you go home and check that for us?
Send Mike and Jason to Lembeck.
We're gonna find your dad, okay?
This is like a beer Mecca.
- "Mecca"?
- Yeah.
That seems blasphemous.
"Nirvana"?
- Better.
- Thanks.
Been drinking Lembeck
since I was 15 years old.
You You're like a
wine-cooler guy, right?
Like, Fuzzy Navel's your jam?
What, you want a cookie
'cause you drank at 15?
Welcome to Lembeck Brewery,
one of Philly's oldest
and largest breweries.
How may I help you?
We're with the MPU.
Uh, one of your workers went missing.
Burt MacNeil.
Do you, uh, do you know him?
Oh, my god, yeah.
Missing?
I just saw him before I left yesterday.
He and Hank, our CEO,
they were going at it.
Maybe I shouldn't have said that.
Is Is Hank around?
Can we speak to him, please?
Come with me.
[CALLS OUT] Mr. Lembeck?
These are cops.
Something happened to Burt.
Really?
Well, I wondered why he didn't show up.
This place barely functions without him.
Um w what happened?
Uh, we don't know.
That's We're hoping you can help us.
Your, uh, receptionist let us know
that you and Burt had a
little bit of a heated chat?
Uh, well, we had a
an accident in the
brewing room yesterday.
We had a discussion after that,
about ways to shore up safety.
That's what you talked about? Safety?
Yeah. Yeah, pretty much.
I promised, uh, after the
release of our new brew,
that I'd make some equipment upgrades.
Okay.
These are mash tuns, right?
Yeah.
[JASON] These things
they have to be uniform
so that the grain mixture
can stay evenly heated, right?
Yeah, that's right.
I went through a homebrewing
phase a little while back.
- Oh, did you?
- I did.
What, you grow out a man bun?
- Start drinking artisanal coffee?
- Mm-mm.
- I bet Wayne'll love that.
- Mm.
Anyway, there's a dent
and I found something
down there, Sergeant.
Okay, go get it.
No, you go get it. I
found it. You go get it.
Well, when is that the rule?
It's always been the rule.
You find a clue, I'll go get it.
Guys, I don't think there's
anything down there.
- I mean, nothing happened.
- I actually see something
that's why I told him to go get it.
I got a hard hat with some blood on it.
All right, let's go down to the station,
talk about what else didn't happen.
Let's go.
[LINE RINGING]
Hey, Bennett. Uh, issue an alert.
[ALERT BEGINS BLARING]
[PHONE ALERTS BLARING, OVERLAPPING]
[GRUNTING]
[CRYING OUT, MUFFLED] Help!
Help! Help!
Helen's pulling trace
on Burt's hard hat,
see what she can I.D.
Good.
Maybe she'll finally turn
off that sad-ass music.
Why do you smell like a frat,
morning after homecoming?
Come on. I was at the brewery.
I've been to breweries.
I don't come home
smelling like Homer Simpson.
Anything on the alert?
Ton of hits, no actionable leads.
A bunch of concerned
neighbors, friends, but, uh
we got the CEO in interrogation.
Okay. Let him sweat. I'll handle it.
- Yup.
- Go get cleaned up!
Run into Bill Houston
smelling like that,
it won't be pretty.
Yes, ma'am.
Thank you, Officer.
How can I help you?
I saw the missing person alert,
and I came as fast as I could.
Did you find Burt MacNeil yet?
No, not yet, um,
but do you have some
information that might help?
Maybe.
Burt's a friend.
He used to work with my husband, Jerry,
at the brewery before
he passed last year.
- Oh, I'm so sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.
Burt's been there for
me ever since Jerry died.
Family and friends
pitched in after the accident,
but eventually stopped.
Not Burt.
He and Marisa come for
Sunday dinner every week.
He cuts the lawn, fixes the sink
all the things that
Jerry would have done.
He sounds like an incredible man.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah.
You said that you might
have some information?
Burt stopped by yesterday
to drop off a book that I had mentioned.
He was acting strange.
Did he give any indication why?
No. I should have asked. I just
[KEMI] No, It's it's
okay. Thank you so much.
- Josie?
- Oh, I came as soon as I heard.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you.
I couldn't find a calendar,
but I found these in my dad's desk.
Thank you.
[ENVELOPE CRINKLING]
Ma'am.
Lieutenant!
Hey. Got a unit heads
meeting in five. What's up?
It turns out that Burt
was very old-school,
and he printed out
all of his email correspondence
with Hank Lembeck.
Burt threatened to
report Lembeck to OSHA
for safety violations?
Yes, and enough violations,
the brewery goes down.
Sounds like motive to me.
Read the last line.
Okay. Unit heads will have to wait.
I'll handle Hank. See if
Helen pulled any trace.
Gotcha.
[KNOCKS] Hey, hey.
[FOOTSTEPS]
Did you get anything off the hard hat?
Blood type is a match to Burt's,
and there's a lot of it soaked
into the Terylene harness
and then there's this
some kind of organic material.
I'm still trying to
figure out what it is.
Are you okay?
I broke up with Jackson.
"Hardbody"?
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
You broke up oh oh
oh, Helen.
I I I'm sorry.
What happened?
It got too serious, and I freaked.
Uh, maybe I just have
my mom in my ear, but
I have a Ph.D., Kemi!
What am I doing with a stripper?
What happens when the sex wears off?
Okay. Oh, come here, Helen. Yeah.
Oh, baby girl. Yeah.
Okay.
Okay oh, yeah.
Mm-hmm.
There you are.
[SIGHS]
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
[SOBS] I really needed this.
Back to the microscope?
[TENDERLY] Yeah.
[SOBBING] Back to the microscope.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay.
- Okay.
These emails show
that Burt was threatening
to shut down the brewery if
there was another accident.
Somebody got hurt yesterday.
"Keep coming for my
business, and I will end you."
[SIGHS]
I was angry when I wrote that.
Were you angry when
you hit Burt over the head?
We argued and Burt left.
That's it.
If you want to know who would hurt Burt,
talk to the thugs who've
been after my formula.
Mm, I don't know. It's a
little convenient, Hank.
I like you for it,
you point me in another direction?
I'm telling you.
It's Demetri Tertullian.
He runs St. Anthony's.
It's a craft brewery who's
been after my new beer formula.
Is that so?
Burt's my brewmaster, okay?
He's the only person other than me
that knows the formula.
Yeah, I just find it
really hard to believe
that a guy got kidnapped
over a beer recipe.
Our new formula
taste-tested through the roof.
Demetri knows this.
The guy did five years in Frackville.
We can do this all day,
but I'm telling you, he is behind this.
[RAPPING]
Where's Jason?
He's, uh, running down hospitals.
Helen said Burt lost a lot of blood.
Well, this can't wait.
Kemi?
You're going with Mike.
I need you to run down an ex-con
by the name of Demetri Tertullian.
I sent you his file.
Okay.
[KEYS CLACKING]
Oh!
He got aggravated
assault, armed robbery
Talk about "beer-battered," am I right?
Well, let's get this guy in here
before he adds murder to his rap sheet.
- Let's go.
- All right.
[SHOUTING] Damn, baby!
You look good!
You believe in love at first sight,
or do you need to look again?
What, you do yoga? I do yoga!
Stretchy-stretch, baby! Come on!
That's charming.
Philly is the worst when
it comes to cat-calling.
You know I'm telling the
Bronx you said that, right?
"Come on, baby. Give me a smile."
[JEERING] "Yeah, I'll give you a smile
if you show me what
you're working with, baby.
Come on
Let me see that."
- You're nasty.
- Well-proportioned calves!
Come on.
[DEMETRI] Girly.
You lookin' fine.
You got something for me?
Oh, yeah, baby, I do.
Philly PD.
Oh, no! No!
You take the back! I've got Demetri.
- [GRUNTING]
- [CRASHING]
I didn't steal nothing, I swear!
Burt said he'd handle it.
So you know Burt MacNeil?
I'm just saying I didn't steal nothing.
Stealing is the least of your worries.
Burt MacNeil is missing.
I want a lawyer.
Yeah, it seems like
you're gonna need one.
Let's go.
"Demetri."
What is that, Russian?
Greek.
And that's the last question
I answer without a lawyer.
Okay, no questions.
Then let me just run
some statements by you.
You own St. Anthony's,
a small craft brewery
employing ex-cons
and it sounds noble,
but we got some complaints here
saying that you like
to "strong-arm" vendors
over shelf-placement for your beer.
Ale.
We brew ale.
Most people say beer and mean lager.
You know, I'd like
Burt's opinion on that,
but nobody's seen him
since 5:00 yesterday.
I was at work till midnight.
We also got all your
employees' rap sheets,
and look what we have here.
We got armed B-and-E, assault, robbery.
I mean, these are some bad dudes.
St. Anthony is the
patron saint of prisoners.
I give jobs to people
that society gave up on.
Nobody is their worst day.
That's very poetic,
but it sounds like, to me,
that these are the kind of cons
who would kidnap a brewmaster
to try to get a secret beer formula.
[SIGHS]
I ain't your guy.
When my lawyer comes,
you'll get my statement.
[KNOCKING]
Do you have a minute?
Sit tight.
[DOOR BANGS SHUT]
The dude's lawyered up.
Please tell me you got something.
I identified a substance
on Burt's hard hat.
It's an alpha acid called "humulone"
one of the main elements in beer.
Well, he works at a brewery
where they make beer.
Not just any beer
or rather, not just any hops.
The vinylogous chemical compound
is derived from hops
in the brewing process,
giving beer its bitter taste.
Certain strains of hops are
protected by plant patents
to guard proprietary formulations.
Okay. Whose strain does it belong to?
Cross-confirmed with their ale
which I would now drink,
because today sucks.
But
beer gives me a histamine reaction.
Well, um
thanks for the ale-ley oop?
- Was that a beer pun?
- It was.
Kemi told me about Officer Hardbody.
Thanks, Mike.
Where's my girl at?
- [HELEN CHUCKLES]
- There she is!
[DOOR OPENS]
Look what I got.
[DOOR THUDS]
[SWISHES AND GULPS]
Mm.
Let's see what we got.
Water, barley, yeast,
orange peel, and hops.
You know, the funny
thing about hop strains
is they're, uh, patented,
which means they're traceable,
and wouldn't you know it
your hops were on Burt's hard hat.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Here's how I see it.
You and your boys broke
into Lembeck Brewing.
Burt caught you trying
to steal the formula.
Things got physical.
Hank Lembeck stole from us!
- That's convenient.
- It's true!
But the lawyer said a
patent lawsuit takes years,
and we don't have that
kind of time or money.
Folks said Burt's stand-up guy,
so I went to him, man-to-man.
- Couple days ago.
- What happened?
Burt said he'd look into it,
find proof Hank stole our formula.
He was supposed to meet me after work.
He never showed.
[MACHINERY HUMMING]
Excuse me.
Ladies, can we get a minute?
Thank you.
So, uh, Demetri's story checks out
Burt was trying to find proof
that you were stealing that formula,
so what did you do?
You knock him on the
head because of that?
I mean, we don't need
to talk about it here.
We can put you in cuffs,
take you down to the station.
It's gonna look great in
the employee newsletter.
Come on, guys, just
I found out that [SIGHS]
Demetri had brewed himself a unicorn,
so I paid a zymologist
to reverse-engineer it.
I I don't care at all
who cheated off of whose
science homework, okay?
I just want to find Burt. Where's Burt?
What, you think I hurt Burt?
Come on, guys.
I need him for the release
of our new brew, okay?
I I have no idea where he is!
Okay, okay.
If you don't know where
he is, help us find him.
What do you think happened to him?
[MIKE] Demetri said Burt was looking
for proof that the formula was stolen.
What would he need for that?
If he needed proof,
he'd need things like,
uh, grist hydrator moisture settings,
you know, mash tun
heat temps, Brite tank PSI.
- We don't know
- If we're adding carbon
What any of that means. What
This whole place, it's monitored
by an automated system.
[JASON] How would that help us?
Now, if he had checked any of that,
it would have logged his
employee codes, okay?
You can't make a move in here
that the system doesn't know about.
So can you use Burt's
access code to track him
- the day he disappeared?
- Yeah.
It's over here at the control station.
That was a history
lesson of beer-making.
[KEYS CLACKING]
The last thing Burt
accessed was the copier.
Does the copying prove that
you stole Demetri's formula?
I told you, he never found it.
Looks like there was a copier error.
Let me reprint the
last job in his profile.
[PRINTER WHIRRING]
It's a lottery ticket.
Why's he printing this off at work?
Some of the employees
here are in a lotto pool.
One, two, three, four, five, six
He's playing sequential numbers?
That's dumb.
Yeah, so dumb, those
are the winning numbers
from Monday night $50 million.
50?
Well, if the office pool won that,
why is somebody trying to hurt him?
I don't know, maybe because
he only made one copy?
Shouldn't he make copies
for everybody in the pool?
Was he trying to keep
the whole prize to himself?
You got one, two, three,
four, five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten
10 people, minus Burt.
That's nine people
with $50-million-worth of motive.
Looks like the office lottery pool
just became the suspect pool.
[INDISTINCT MURMURING]
[FOOTSTEPS]
All right, thank you, everybody,
for getting together.
We need to know
Burt MacNeil, he had a lottery pool
if you were involved in that pool,
please raise your hand.
All right, we got one,
two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight
plus Burt that's nine.
We're missing one.
Think that's who grabbed Burt?
I don't know. Um, if your hand's raised,
please head over to the break room.
We'll be with you in a second.
Thank you.
Hey, where's the receptionist going?
Maybe she's lost.
[MIKE, CALLS OUT]
Ma'am, the break room
oh, she's running.
- [GRUNTS]
- [THUMP]
Heads up.
Move, move, move, move, move. Watch out!
She went out this door!
[SHOUTING] Philly PD!
Nothing back here.
How did we lose her?
I don't know, but she just jumped
to the top of the suspect leaderboard.
[KEMI] Yeah, you're such a good boy.
[PHONE RINGS]
Hey, what's up?
Hey. Turns out our missing person,
he won the lottery
before he was grabbed.
Oh, wow. Okay. The lottery curse.
Come again?
Yeah, no, it's a thing
lotto winners' lives going south after
- hitting it big, you know?
- Yeah, well, Burt's bad luck
might've been a greedy coworker
- [URSULA BARKING AND SNARLING]
- From his lottery pool.
See what you can find
on the receptionist, Bianca.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
What the hell kind
of police unit is this?
- [BARKING]
- Uh, let me call you back.
- Ahem.
- [BANGS RECEIVER DOWN]
You wanna try that again, Mister?
Damon Houston, Esquire.
My client, Mr. Tertullian,
was coerced in an interview
after invoking his right to counsel.
Where's your boss?
She's busy, unfortunately.
Oh, that's a shame.
Guess I'll just have
to take this straight
to Bill Houston,
your Chief of Detectives.
Wait a minute. Damon Houston.
- Are you
- Ding-ding-ding.
His son. Well, stepson.
[URSULA BARKS]
[ALARMED] Damon?
My office, now.
Oh, that's for me.
[DRYLY] Nice to meet you.
[GROWLING]
[BLINDS THUD SHUT]
How dare you disrespect my team?
Your team disrespected themselves
when they abused their power.
Oh, relax.
There's no camera crew here.
Your detective questioned my client
without counsel present.
Your client hasn't been
charged with anything
yet.
You notice how, every time,
you get a promotion
you go all blood-thirsty?
It's not a good look, Gabby.
What's really bothering you, Damon?
Is it the interview
or the divorce?
[SCOFFS]
Well, you know me.
Got plenty of time for both.
But you, on the other hand,
you ought to get a handle
on this clown car of a unit.
Excuse me.
Somebody please
escort Mr. Houston,
Esquire, out of here.
[DAMON] I'm good.
[HELEN] What am I supposed to say ♪
When I'm all choked
up and you're okay ♪
[URSULA YAPPING]
I'm fallin' to pieces ♪
[URSULA BARKING INSISTENTLY]
Enough!
This is a law enforcement unit,
not a karaoke bar.
[MUFFLED] Bianca!
What the hell is going on?
Burt
[MUFFLED] Why are you doing this?
[BURT PROTESTING, INDISTINCT]
Baby, I've been trying to call you.
We got a problem.
The cops came back.
They know about the lottery ticket.
Please tell me this is gonna be okay.
I've got you, B.
Clock's ticking, brewmaster.
Where's the lotto ticket?
I always knew you were an idiot, Wyatt,
I just never knew you were this dumb.
Don't push me, Burt. I swear to God
Just tell us where the ticket is!
We split the money, forget
this ever happened, okay?
I am just trying to do
the right thing here.
Oh, by claiming the
50 million for yourself?
I wasn't I'm not
Why didn't you tell us we won?
- We didn't win.
- Yes, we did!
I cleared the printer jam.
I got a photocopy of the winning ticket.
"We" didn't win. Jerry did.
Jerry's dead!
Listen to me.
Jerry always played those
stupid sequential numbers, yeah?
"One, two, three, four, five, six."
Well, after he died,
I kept playing them.
I figured, if they won, I'd
give the money to Josie.
I paid for Jerry's numbers myself,
on a separate ticket,
but the clerk messed
up and put 'em all on one.
Wait.
You're gonna give our money away?
My money?
That money belongs to Jerry's widow.
Oh, no, you don't.
The winning numbers are on our ticket,
so it's our money!
You weren't even in the pool, Wyatt!
No, but my girl is,
and you're gonna do right by her.
[BIANCA] So you were
just gonna cut Susan out?
She just had a baby!
Reggie's, like, 90.
He's got nothing to retire on.
You know I've been working two jobs,
trying to take care of my mama.
I need that money, Burt.
I'm gonna get it for you, baby-doll.
[BURT] You're out of your mind, Wyatt.
Bianca! Think it through.
[WYATT] Shut up, Burt.
Record this.
What are you doing?
Playing chess, not checkers.
- Him and that kid of his
- Marisa?
Yeah, yeah. You
said they're super-tight.
I bet she knows where the ticket is.
She just needs to know
that we mean business.
Wyatt, don't do something stupid!
50 mill, B!
Here's what we do.
"Good cop, bad cop."
What?
I'm gonna show her what
happens if this screw with me.
She's either going bring us the ticket,
or we'll know she's telling the truth,
if she says she ain't got it.
What if she ain't got it?
"Plan B."
Now you just gotta trust me.
- [BLOWS THUDDING]
- [BURT GRUNTING]
[BEATING CONTINUES, BURT CRYING OUT]
[WYATT] Bring the lottery ticket alone,
or your dad dies!
You have to help him!
We will.
Uh, anything on the receptionist?
Her phone is off,
and she used public transportation,
so there's no car to track.
Bianca did this?
We're not sure, but it's possible.
I don't have the ticket!
I didn't even know that my dad won.
Will you tell them that?
I don't have the ticket.
I don't know where it is.
It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay.
His kid doesn't know where it is.
[SIGHS]
Plan B. You're up.
We're in deep trouble if
your stupid plan doesn't work!
It's 50 million bucks, B.
The kid trusts you.
Get her to meet. You grab her.
We force Burt to get us the ticket.
It's called leverage.
It's called his daughter!
As soon as he gives us the ticket,
he's gonna go straight to the cops.
Then we gotta make sure him and his kid
aren't around to do that.
You're insane.
We can't kill them.
I I can't do that!
Then don't!
Go to jail for kidnapping.
Who's stupid now?
[BREATH SHAKING]
Okay
$50 million
will change everything.
[DEEP BREATH]
It'll make all our troubles go away
and all our dreams come true.
We just have to do one one bad thing.
- [BREATH SHAKING]
- Okay, that's my girl.
"One bad thing."
[BURT] Please no!
The voice in the ransom
video is Wyatt Jones.
He's a mechanic for the brewery.
Didn't show up for work,
and he's liked all of Bianca's
posts in the last month.
Oh, great. Bonnie and Clyde.
Anything on Burt's location?
I'm working on it.
Uh, it's obviously outside,
but I don't have
enough geographical
markers to know where.
"Outside" really narrows it down.
[KEMI] Yeah.
Bianca texted.
She's pretending not to be involved.
She said she has
information about my dad
- and wants to meet.
- Where?
Orchard and Penn.
That's three blocks from the brewery.
Which means Burt's probably being held
somewhere in that area.
- [TEXT CHIMES]
- She said it has to be now.
I don't understand!
She was always so nice.
Why is she doing this?
50 million reasons
none of them good.
Dragging you into it forces
your dad to cooperate.
Yeah, but if Marisa doesn't show up,
then Wyatt and Bianca
know that there's a problem.
And what are they going to do to my dad?
Does Bianca have a record?
Couple of moving
violations. Nothing serious.
Look, Marisa. Um
If there was another
choice, I'd take it, but
Bianca kind of has us in a corner.
Do you think you can meet her?
I'll do it.
Are you sure?
Anything for my dad.
You're a really good kid.
And Kemi's gonna
be right there with you,
in case anything goes sideways.
Tell them you're on your way.
Stay as close as humanly possible
without tipping our hand.
Bianca makes a move, you take her down.
You got it, boss.
Gives me time to find Burt.
How are you gonna do that?
I'm gonna make a
withdrawal from the favor bank.
I'm gonna find him.
Just take care of her, okay?
All right. Kemi's got your back, okay?
We're gonna save your dad.
- Okay.
- Okay.
[DIALING]
[SIGHS]
[LINE RINGING]
Delgado. Gabrielle Bennett.
[DRYLY] Ha! Trust me,
I don't want to be calling.
Look. I need recon satellite
to pinpoint where a
victim is being held.
Yeah. I've got search
radius and reference photos.
I know. One-time deal.
All right, send you what we got.
Marisa. I'm glad you came.
What do you know about my dad?
I'll tell you, but
we have to get off the street first.
Bianca, what's going on?
It's okay. Promise.
- Come with me.
- Just tell me here.
I can't.
Come on.
You're hurting me!
Just walk, please. Just walk.
Stop!
I know about the lottery ticket.
Do you have it? Do
you have it on you now?
How could you do this
to my dad? Why would
We won $50 million
and he wants to give it all away!
I need that money!
[CLICK]
And you're going to get it for me,
so start walking!
[BIANCA] One bad thing, $50 million.
[HAMMER COCKS]
Philly PD. Hands up!
Lying little bitch!
[MARISA CRIES OUT]
Put the gun down
or I will stab her.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
It's okay.
- [PISTOL HITS GROUND]
- All right?
Everything's gonna
be okay, Marisa, okay?
Bianca
it's over, all right?
You don't want to do something
you can't come back from.
You
are not gonna take this
money away from me!
I need it!
- [GRUNTS]
- [CRYING OUT]
[BIANCA GRUNTS]
[BIANCA CRIES OUT]
- [THUD]
- [BLADE CLATTERS]
[GRUNTS AND SOBS]
I just wanted a better life!
Yeah. There's lots of
ways to get a better life.
This isn't one of them.
[NOTIFICATION CHIMES]
"Now you owe me."
Yeah, figured.
[CLACKING]
[BEEPING]
[LINE RINGING]
Jason?
Burt MacNeil is on the roof
of the abandoned wing
a couple hundred yards
from the main brewery.
He doesn't have much time.
[RACKING SHELL]
[WYATT] Just one bad thing
50 million bucks.
- One bad thing
- [BURT GRUNTS]
50 million bucks.
[BURT] Wyatt, you're
making a terrible mistake.
One bad thing, 50 million bucks
[MIKE] This part of the
brewery shut down a year ago.
Yeah.
We've gotta get to the roof.
We've gotta hurry.
[JASON] All right, I got you, I got you.
[MIKE] This way.
Check right, check right.
Rooftop, rooftop. Come on, come on.
Yeah, he's armed.
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking I want a beer.
Forget about the beer. I'll take a plan.
Keep him distracted for me.
I'll go there. You stay here.
Hang tight.
[BURT] You're making a mistake.
There's no way out of this, Wyatt.
[WYATT] You're wrong, old man.
[CREAK]
Hey, who's there?
[SHOUTS] He's got a gun!
[ROARS] Shut up!
[CLANKING]
[BURT] Help!
[WYATT] If you come
out here, I'll kill him!
Help me! Help!
I know you're in there!
[BURT] This guy's crazy. Help.
It's Philly PD!
There's nowhere to
go. Put your gun down.
Give yourself up!
He's the one that was
taking the lottery money!
My girl put in on that ticket
like everybody else in the pool!
Wyatt, Wyatt, hey! That's not important.
This ain't the way.
Yeah, well, I'm already in it.
You don't have to be!
Let's talk.
I'm in it now.
[SHOT FIRES, GLASS SHATTERS]
Hurry up, Jason.
[FIRES GUN, RACKS SHOT]
[WYATT] I'm not kidding, man!
You come through that
door, you're both dead!
[MIKE] That's not the
way this is gonna work.
[SHOT FIRES]
[MIKE] Think about what you're doing!
Wyatt, give it up,
man! You're gonna die!
You really want to throw your life away
over some quick cash?
50 million bucks isn't some quick cash!
It's a whole new life!
The money's not worth it, Wyatt.
It's a whole new life!
- Shut up!
- Money isn't everything!
Yeah? Try not having any!
Wyatt, we can work this out.
Just stay cool.
I'll kill Burt if you come out here.
[SHOT BLASTING]
I can't help you if you
keep shooting at me!
What the hell am I supposed to do?
[SHOT BLASTING]
Put the weapon down, nobody gets hurt!
[WYATT] Not kidding
the money, or he's dead!
[GUN FIRES]
On your stomach. Let's go.
I told you to be cool.
Hey. I'm Jason Grant.
I'm with MPU. We're
gonna take you home, okay?
Thank you.
All right? All right. You're all right.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
What do you want, Damon?
Oh, I got a little heated earlier.
Why don't we discuss
the overstep with my client
over dinner? My treat.
Never gonna happen.
You're making a mistake, Gabby.
We're divorced, Damon. Accept it.
I've moved on. You should, too.
I can make your life hell.
Don't threaten me.
You should know better.
It's not a threat, Gabby.
It's a warning.
Thanks.
It's "Gabrielle".
And, from now on, you can
call me Lieutenant Bennett.
[PUNCHES BUTTON]
She's, uh, been in good hands.
Thanks.
Oh, my god, Dad!
Marisa.
Are you okay?
Did they hurt you?
No, I'm fine.
Oh
Detective Kemi had my back.
You should've seen her!
Thank you for keeping my baby safe.
It was my pleasure.
And a bit of good news
uh, Hank's stolen beer formula
will cease production,
pending an investigation.
So you did right by Demetri,
whether or not he deserves it.
All a man has is his word.
I will give you two a moment.
Right this way.
Thank you.
Burt?
Josie.
Oh, my god, your face
Oh, it looks worse than it is.
I can't believe
I'm so sorry.
Ah, it's
Wait, Dad. Is it true?
Did we actually win the lottery?
No, honey, we didn't,
but, um, I see you brought that book.
[CHUCKLES]
- You mind?
- Yes.
I know you just
dropped it off yesterday.
I haven't read it yet.
Well it was Jerry's numbers that won.
Josie
the $50 million belongs to you.
Burt, I
Are you serious?
[CHUCKLING] Yeah.
What am I gonna do with $50 million?
Pay your bills?
And then take that trip to Europe
that Jerry was always going on about.
Giving away $50 million is nuts.
He looks so sure so happy.
Yeah, 'cause he's nuts.
Oh, hush. I think it's noble.
Thank you!
Yeah.
I'll always be here for you, Josie.
[CHUCKLING WARMLY]
When everything was happening,
I was afraid I wouldn't get to say
the things I should have said sooner
the feelings I have for you.
[BURT] Oh!
Um, Josie, I I don't
know what to say.
Say you like her back, Dad!
[SHOUTING] Yeah! Say
you like her back, Burt!
[LAUGHTER]
Ouch! Um I do!
I like you back.
[LAUGHING]
I made a mistake.
I'm calling Jackson.
[GIGGLES]
Go get your man, girl!
[HELEN LAUGHS]
[MOCKINGLY] "Go get your man, girl."
Oh, stop. You love it.
Ah, love.
Careful.
Come on, Burt. It's one keg.
You gonna make me get the dolly?
I mean it, Tony!
Get that thing away from your head.
Those plastic kegs are
only rated for 90 PSI.
Did you watch the gauge?
- Yeah, I watched
- [BLASTING]
Damn!
[BURT] Tony! Gets some rags!
The bridge is shut down.
Jenny, go get your truck.
The ambulance will take too long!
Let's get him to the hospital! Let's go!
- You're doing good. You're doing good.
- [ALARM BLARING]
Tony, my man, you're
gonna be all right, I promise.
It hurts, Burt. It hurts!
We're gonna get you in
the back of the truck here.
[ALARM BLARING]
Careful, careful.
[GROANING]
[ALARM BLARING]
Put pressure on that.
Okay, scooch.
Good, good, good, good.
[ALARM BLARING]
Docs will get you back
to that new baby girl
in no time, all right?
- [THUMP]
- [HANK] Burt?
Everything okay there?
Enough's enough, Hank!
Look, now, it is a big brewery.
Accidents are gonna
happen. He's gonna be okay.
Everybody inside! Back to work.
Come on.
You know what? Screw you, Hank.
That plastic keg gives a second earlier,
Tony's head gets blown off.
Would you give me a break?
Ever since Jerry died,
you have been a broken damn record.
It was an accident,
and it's been a year!
It was your corner-cutting
that got Jerry killed!
Well, I already closed the old wing.
I just need you to wait
till we get through with the
new brew release. Please?
I'm not waiting.
You make those safety
upgrades, or I report you to OSHA.
Go ahead.
They shut us down,
and your precious crew lose their jobs.
Well, it's better than
losing their lives.
And you can go to hell, Hank!
This place is gonna be the end of me.
Oh, thanks, Joe.
Hey, give me a minute, will ya?
Thanks.
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
[DISTANT CLANK ECHOES]
Joe?
Anybody in here?
[SIGHS]
[THUD]
[GRUNTING]
[SIREN WAILING]
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
Does, uh, MPU have a K9
unit that I'm not aware of?
[URSULA WHIMPERS]
No, that's that's Ursula.
I'm just dog-sitting for Wayne
while she's out of town on a job.
- Dog-sitting?
- Mm-hmm.
For your girlfriend?
Mm.
Wow.
I always took you for a player.
Go figure.
[URSULA HUFFS]
Yeah, I I don't know
if I should be insulted or flattered.
Maybe both.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS, DOORS OPEN]
[URSULA YAPS]
Ursula, come! Hey, come here.
Ursula, come. Come,
come, come. Hey, hey.
[MOURNFUL VICTORIAN
BALLAD BELLOWING ON STEREO]
That I was the hope and the pride ♪
Is everything okay?
[WEEPY] I'm fine.
Okay. Cool.
[WAILS] No!
I'm not fine!
[WHIMPERS]
I broke up with my boyfriend.
[SOBS]
Oh
Shoot.
Sorry that happened.
I'd better get back to my office.
[BLURTS] Jackson's great
and the sex is
Oh! It's great!
[SNIFFLING]
But it was supposed to be a fling,
and now I'm confused,
and you know when you
just want a piece of toast,
but they give you Eggs Benedict?
I did not order
handsome Eggs Benedict!
You ever have one of those
days when you really need a hug?
Not so much no.
But you know what?
Focus on work.
It'll take your mind right off it.
[BREATH DEFLATES]
[RESOLVING] Okay.
[SIGHS]
All right, ladies.
That's enough of the tequila, yeah?
I mean it, Fran.
[CHUCKLING]
Geez.
Good morning, Lieutenant.
What's up with the Golden Girls?
Fran and Maeve
they snuck out of the
retirement community
last night, partied till dawn,
and we found them this
morning at a bus stop.
Listen, they had
the time of their lives.
That's all that matters. [CHUCKLES]
[URSULA YAPPING]
Okay, Jason, could we please
do something about the dog?
[BARKING PERSISTS]
Is this Missing Persons?
Can somebody help me?
Yeah, you're in the right place.
Come around.
How can we help you?
My dad didn't come
home from work last night.
Burt MacNeil. He works
at Lembeck Brewing.
Okay, are you sure something didn't
He always comes home, always.
There's something wrong.
Okay.
My mom died when I was six.
It's just me and my
dad. He's all that I got.
He would never stay out all night.
When was the last
time you spoke with him?
Uh, yesterday before school.
Sometimes, he works late,
but this morning, he still wasn't back,
and he didn't answer his phone.
And you said he works
at Lembeck Brewery?
Yes. Uh, he's the brewmaster.
Is there anywhere your dad
may have gone after work?
Maybe a local bar?
No.
Dad only drinks to taste his brew.
Marisa, I know this is hard,
but is there any chance that your dad
had enemies that you know of?
No.
He's, like, "Mr. Popular" at work.
It's all he ever does
work and take care of me.
Please find him.
We'll need your dad's
social media handles, okay?
He doesn't have any.
- He barely knows how to text.
- Okay.
Well, if your dad isn't
good with smartphones,
maybe he has a hard-copy calendar?
- Yeah!
- Okay, great.
Can you go home and check that for us?
Send Mike and Jason to Lembeck.
We're gonna find your dad, okay?
This is like a beer Mecca.
- "Mecca"?
- Yeah.
That seems blasphemous.
"Nirvana"?
- Better.
- Thanks.
Been drinking Lembeck
since I was 15 years old.
You You're like a
wine-cooler guy, right?
Like, Fuzzy Navel's your jam?
What, you want a cookie
'cause you drank at 15?
Welcome to Lembeck Brewery,
one of Philly's oldest
and largest breweries.
How may I help you?
We're with the MPU.
Uh, one of your workers went missing.
Burt MacNeil.
Do you, uh, do you know him?
Oh, my god, yeah.
Missing?
I just saw him before I left yesterday.
He and Hank, our CEO,
they were going at it.
Maybe I shouldn't have said that.
Is Is Hank around?
Can we speak to him, please?
Come with me.
[CALLS OUT] Mr. Lembeck?
These are cops.
Something happened to Burt.
Really?
Well, I wondered why he didn't show up.
This place barely functions without him.
Um w what happened?
Uh, we don't know.
That's We're hoping you can help us.
Your, uh, receptionist let us know
that you and Burt had a
little bit of a heated chat?
Uh, well, we had a
an accident in the
brewing room yesterday.
We had a discussion after that,
about ways to shore up safety.
That's what you talked about? Safety?
Yeah. Yeah, pretty much.
I promised, uh, after the
release of our new brew,
that I'd make some equipment upgrades.
Okay.
These are mash tuns, right?
Yeah.
[JASON] These things
they have to be uniform
so that the grain mixture
can stay evenly heated, right?
Yeah, that's right.
I went through a homebrewing
phase a little while back.
- Oh, did you?
- I did.
What, you grow out a man bun?
- Start drinking artisanal coffee?
- Mm-mm.
- I bet Wayne'll love that.
- Mm.
Anyway, there's a dent
and I found something
down there, Sergeant.
Okay, go get it.
No, you go get it. I
found it. You go get it.
Well, when is that the rule?
It's always been the rule.
You find a clue, I'll go get it.
Guys, I don't think there's
anything down there.
- I mean, nothing happened.
- I actually see something
that's why I told him to go get it.
I got a hard hat with some blood on it.
All right, let's go down to the station,
talk about what else didn't happen.
Let's go.
[LINE RINGING]
Hey, Bennett. Uh, issue an alert.
[ALERT BEGINS BLARING]
[PHONE ALERTS BLARING, OVERLAPPING]
[GRUNTING]
[CRYING OUT, MUFFLED] Help!
Help! Help!
Helen's pulling trace
on Burt's hard hat,
see what she can I.D.
Good.
Maybe she'll finally turn
off that sad-ass music.
Why do you smell like a frat,
morning after homecoming?
Come on. I was at the brewery.
I've been to breweries.
I don't come home
smelling like Homer Simpson.
Anything on the alert?
Ton of hits, no actionable leads.
A bunch of concerned
neighbors, friends, but, uh
we got the CEO in interrogation.
Okay. Let him sweat. I'll handle it.
- Yup.
- Go get cleaned up!
Run into Bill Houston
smelling like that,
it won't be pretty.
Yes, ma'am.
Thank you, Officer.
How can I help you?
I saw the missing person alert,
and I came as fast as I could.
Did you find Burt MacNeil yet?
No, not yet, um,
but do you have some
information that might help?
Maybe.
Burt's a friend.
He used to work with my husband, Jerry,
at the brewery before
he passed last year.
- Oh, I'm so sorry for your loss.
- Thank you.
Burt's been there for
me ever since Jerry died.
Family and friends
pitched in after the accident,
but eventually stopped.
Not Burt.
He and Marisa come for
Sunday dinner every week.
He cuts the lawn, fixes the sink
all the things that
Jerry would have done.
He sounds like an incredible man.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah.
You said that you might
have some information?
Burt stopped by yesterday
to drop off a book that I had mentioned.
He was acting strange.
Did he give any indication why?
No. I should have asked. I just
[KEMI] No, It's it's
okay. Thank you so much.
- Josie?
- Oh, I came as soon as I heard.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you.
I couldn't find a calendar,
but I found these in my dad's desk.
Thank you.
[ENVELOPE CRINKLING]
Ma'am.
Lieutenant!
Hey. Got a unit heads
meeting in five. What's up?
It turns out that Burt
was very old-school,
and he printed out
all of his email correspondence
with Hank Lembeck.
Burt threatened to
report Lembeck to OSHA
for safety violations?
Yes, and enough violations,
the brewery goes down.
Sounds like motive to me.
Read the last line.
Okay. Unit heads will have to wait.
I'll handle Hank. See if
Helen pulled any trace.
Gotcha.
[KNOCKS] Hey, hey.
[FOOTSTEPS]
Did you get anything off the hard hat?
Blood type is a match to Burt's,
and there's a lot of it soaked
into the Terylene harness
and then there's this
some kind of organic material.
I'm still trying to
figure out what it is.
Are you okay?
I broke up with Jackson.
"Hardbody"?
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
You broke up oh oh
oh, Helen.
I I I'm sorry.
What happened?
It got too serious, and I freaked.
Uh, maybe I just have
my mom in my ear, but
I have a Ph.D., Kemi!
What am I doing with a stripper?
What happens when the sex wears off?
Okay. Oh, come here, Helen. Yeah.
Oh, baby girl. Yeah.
Okay.
Okay oh, yeah.
Mm-hmm.
There you are.
[SIGHS]
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
[SOBS] I really needed this.
Back to the microscope?
[TENDERLY] Yeah.
[SOBBING] Back to the microscope.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay.
- Okay.
These emails show
that Burt was threatening
to shut down the brewery if
there was another accident.
Somebody got hurt yesterday.
"Keep coming for my
business, and I will end you."
[SIGHS]
I was angry when I wrote that.
Were you angry when
you hit Burt over the head?
We argued and Burt left.
That's it.
If you want to know who would hurt Burt,
talk to the thugs who've
been after my formula.
Mm, I don't know. It's a
little convenient, Hank.
I like you for it,
you point me in another direction?
I'm telling you.
It's Demetri Tertullian.
He runs St. Anthony's.
It's a craft brewery who's
been after my new beer formula.
Is that so?
Burt's my brewmaster, okay?
He's the only person other than me
that knows the formula.
Yeah, I just find it
really hard to believe
that a guy got kidnapped
over a beer recipe.
Our new formula
taste-tested through the roof.
Demetri knows this.
The guy did five years in Frackville.
We can do this all day,
but I'm telling you, he is behind this.
[RAPPING]
Where's Jason?
He's, uh, running down hospitals.
Helen said Burt lost a lot of blood.
Well, this can't wait.
Kemi?
You're going with Mike.
I need you to run down an ex-con
by the name of Demetri Tertullian.
I sent you his file.
Okay.
[KEYS CLACKING]
Oh!
He got aggravated
assault, armed robbery
Talk about "beer-battered," am I right?
Well, let's get this guy in here
before he adds murder to his rap sheet.
- Let's go.
- All right.
[SHOUTING] Damn, baby!
You look good!
You believe in love at first sight,
or do you need to look again?
What, you do yoga? I do yoga!
Stretchy-stretch, baby! Come on!
That's charming.
Philly is the worst when
it comes to cat-calling.
You know I'm telling the
Bronx you said that, right?
"Come on, baby. Give me a smile."
[JEERING] "Yeah, I'll give you a smile
if you show me what
you're working with, baby.
Come on
Let me see that."
- You're nasty.
- Well-proportioned calves!
Come on.
[DEMETRI] Girly.
You lookin' fine.
You got something for me?
Oh, yeah, baby, I do.
Philly PD.
Oh, no! No!
You take the back! I've got Demetri.
- [GRUNTING]
- [CRASHING]
I didn't steal nothing, I swear!
Burt said he'd handle it.
So you know Burt MacNeil?
I'm just saying I didn't steal nothing.
Stealing is the least of your worries.
Burt MacNeil is missing.
I want a lawyer.
Yeah, it seems like
you're gonna need one.
Let's go.
"Demetri."
What is that, Russian?
Greek.
And that's the last question
I answer without a lawyer.
Okay, no questions.
Then let me just run
some statements by you.
You own St. Anthony's,
a small craft brewery
employing ex-cons
and it sounds noble,
but we got some complaints here
saying that you like
to "strong-arm" vendors
over shelf-placement for your beer.
Ale.
We brew ale.
Most people say beer and mean lager.
You know, I'd like
Burt's opinion on that,
but nobody's seen him
since 5:00 yesterday.
I was at work till midnight.
We also got all your
employees' rap sheets,
and look what we have here.
We got armed B-and-E, assault, robbery.
I mean, these are some bad dudes.
St. Anthony is the
patron saint of prisoners.
I give jobs to people
that society gave up on.
Nobody is their worst day.
That's very poetic,
but it sounds like, to me,
that these are the kind of cons
who would kidnap a brewmaster
to try to get a secret beer formula.
[SIGHS]
I ain't your guy.
When my lawyer comes,
you'll get my statement.
[KNOCKING]
Do you have a minute?
Sit tight.
[DOOR BANGS SHUT]
The dude's lawyered up.
Please tell me you got something.
I identified a substance
on Burt's hard hat.
It's an alpha acid called "humulone"
one of the main elements in beer.
Well, he works at a brewery
where they make beer.
Not just any beer
or rather, not just any hops.
The vinylogous chemical compound
is derived from hops
in the brewing process,
giving beer its bitter taste.
Certain strains of hops are
protected by plant patents
to guard proprietary formulations.
Okay. Whose strain does it belong to?
Cross-confirmed with their ale
which I would now drink,
because today sucks.
But
beer gives me a histamine reaction.
Well, um
thanks for the ale-ley oop?
- Was that a beer pun?
- It was.
Kemi told me about Officer Hardbody.
Thanks, Mike.
Where's my girl at?
- [HELEN CHUCKLES]
- There she is!
[DOOR OPENS]
Look what I got.
[DOOR THUDS]
[SWISHES AND GULPS]
Mm.
Let's see what we got.
Water, barley, yeast,
orange peel, and hops.
You know, the funny
thing about hop strains
is they're, uh, patented,
which means they're traceable,
and wouldn't you know it
your hops were on Burt's hard hat.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Here's how I see it.
You and your boys broke
into Lembeck Brewing.
Burt caught you trying
to steal the formula.
Things got physical.
Hank Lembeck stole from us!
- That's convenient.
- It's true!
But the lawyer said a
patent lawsuit takes years,
and we don't have that
kind of time or money.
Folks said Burt's stand-up guy,
so I went to him, man-to-man.
- Couple days ago.
- What happened?
Burt said he'd look into it,
find proof Hank stole our formula.
He was supposed to meet me after work.
He never showed.
[MACHINERY HUMMING]
Excuse me.
Ladies, can we get a minute?
Thank you.
So, uh, Demetri's story checks out
Burt was trying to find proof
that you were stealing that formula,
so what did you do?
You knock him on the
head because of that?
I mean, we don't need
to talk about it here.
We can put you in cuffs,
take you down to the station.
It's gonna look great in
the employee newsletter.
Come on, guys, just
I found out that [SIGHS]
Demetri had brewed himself a unicorn,
so I paid a zymologist
to reverse-engineer it.
I I don't care at all
who cheated off of whose
science homework, okay?
I just want to find Burt. Where's Burt?
What, you think I hurt Burt?
Come on, guys.
I need him for the release
of our new brew, okay?
I I have no idea where he is!
Okay, okay.
If you don't know where
he is, help us find him.
What do you think happened to him?
[MIKE] Demetri said Burt was looking
for proof that the formula was stolen.
What would he need for that?
If he needed proof,
he'd need things like,
uh, grist hydrator moisture settings,
you know, mash tun
heat temps, Brite tank PSI.
- We don't know
- If we're adding carbon
What any of that means. What
This whole place, it's monitored
by an automated system.
[JASON] How would that help us?
Now, if he had checked any of that,
it would have logged his
employee codes, okay?
You can't make a move in here
that the system doesn't know about.
So can you use Burt's
access code to track him
- the day he disappeared?
- Yeah.
It's over here at the control station.
That was a history
lesson of beer-making.
[KEYS CLACKING]
The last thing Burt
accessed was the copier.
Does the copying prove that
you stole Demetri's formula?
I told you, he never found it.
Looks like there was a copier error.
Let me reprint the
last job in his profile.
[PRINTER WHIRRING]
It's a lottery ticket.
Why's he printing this off at work?
Some of the employees
here are in a lotto pool.
One, two, three, four, five, six
He's playing sequential numbers?
That's dumb.
Yeah, so dumb, those
are the winning numbers
from Monday night $50 million.
50?
Well, if the office pool won that,
why is somebody trying to hurt him?
I don't know, maybe because
he only made one copy?
Shouldn't he make copies
for everybody in the pool?
Was he trying to keep
the whole prize to himself?
You got one, two, three,
four, five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten
10 people, minus Burt.
That's nine people
with $50-million-worth of motive.
Looks like the office lottery pool
just became the suspect pool.
[INDISTINCT MURMURING]
[FOOTSTEPS]
All right, thank you, everybody,
for getting together.
We need to know
Burt MacNeil, he had a lottery pool
if you were involved in that pool,
please raise your hand.
All right, we got one,
two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight
plus Burt that's nine.
We're missing one.
Think that's who grabbed Burt?
I don't know. Um, if your hand's raised,
please head over to the break room.
We'll be with you in a second.
Thank you.
Hey, where's the receptionist going?
Maybe she's lost.
[MIKE, CALLS OUT]
Ma'am, the break room
oh, she's running.
- [GRUNTS]
- [THUMP]
Heads up.
Move, move, move, move, move. Watch out!
She went out this door!
[SHOUTING] Philly PD!
Nothing back here.
How did we lose her?
I don't know, but she just jumped
to the top of the suspect leaderboard.
[KEMI] Yeah, you're such a good boy.
[PHONE RINGS]
Hey, what's up?
Hey. Turns out our missing person,
he won the lottery
before he was grabbed.
Oh, wow. Okay. The lottery curse.
Come again?
Yeah, no, it's a thing
lotto winners' lives going south after
- hitting it big, you know?
- Yeah, well, Burt's bad luck
might've been a greedy coworker
- [URSULA BARKING AND SNARLING]
- From his lottery pool.
See what you can find
on the receptionist, Bianca.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
What the hell kind
of police unit is this?
- [BARKING]
- Uh, let me call you back.
- Ahem.
- [BANGS RECEIVER DOWN]
You wanna try that again, Mister?
Damon Houston, Esquire.
My client, Mr. Tertullian,
was coerced in an interview
after invoking his right to counsel.
Where's your boss?
She's busy, unfortunately.
Oh, that's a shame.
Guess I'll just have
to take this straight
to Bill Houston,
your Chief of Detectives.
Wait a minute. Damon Houston.
- Are you
- Ding-ding-ding.
His son. Well, stepson.
[URSULA BARKS]
[ALARMED] Damon?
My office, now.
Oh, that's for me.
[DRYLY] Nice to meet you.
[GROWLING]
[BLINDS THUD SHUT]
How dare you disrespect my team?
Your team disrespected themselves
when they abused their power.
Oh, relax.
There's no camera crew here.
Your detective questioned my client
without counsel present.
Your client hasn't been
charged with anything
yet.
You notice how, every time,
you get a promotion
you go all blood-thirsty?
It's not a good look, Gabby.
What's really bothering you, Damon?
Is it the interview
or the divorce?
[SCOFFS]
Well, you know me.
Got plenty of time for both.
But you, on the other hand,
you ought to get a handle
on this clown car of a unit.
Excuse me.
Somebody please
escort Mr. Houston,
Esquire, out of here.
[DAMON] I'm good.
[HELEN] What am I supposed to say ♪
When I'm all choked
up and you're okay ♪
[URSULA YAPPING]
I'm fallin' to pieces ♪
[URSULA BARKING INSISTENTLY]
Enough!
This is a law enforcement unit,
not a karaoke bar.
[MUFFLED] Bianca!
What the hell is going on?
Burt
[MUFFLED] Why are you doing this?
[BURT PROTESTING, INDISTINCT]
Baby, I've been trying to call you.
We got a problem.
The cops came back.
They know about the lottery ticket.
Please tell me this is gonna be okay.
I've got you, B.
Clock's ticking, brewmaster.
Where's the lotto ticket?
I always knew you were an idiot, Wyatt,
I just never knew you were this dumb.
Don't push me, Burt. I swear to God
Just tell us where the ticket is!
We split the money, forget
this ever happened, okay?
I am just trying to do
the right thing here.
Oh, by claiming the
50 million for yourself?
I wasn't I'm not
Why didn't you tell us we won?
- We didn't win.
- Yes, we did!
I cleared the printer jam.
I got a photocopy of the winning ticket.
"We" didn't win. Jerry did.
Jerry's dead!
Listen to me.
Jerry always played those
stupid sequential numbers, yeah?
"One, two, three, four, five, six."
Well, after he died,
I kept playing them.
I figured, if they won, I'd
give the money to Josie.
I paid for Jerry's numbers myself,
on a separate ticket,
but the clerk messed
up and put 'em all on one.
Wait.
You're gonna give our money away?
My money?
That money belongs to Jerry's widow.
Oh, no, you don't.
The winning numbers are on our ticket,
so it's our money!
You weren't even in the pool, Wyatt!
No, but my girl is,
and you're gonna do right by her.
[BIANCA] So you were
just gonna cut Susan out?
She just had a baby!
Reggie's, like, 90.
He's got nothing to retire on.
You know I've been working two jobs,
trying to take care of my mama.
I need that money, Burt.
I'm gonna get it for you, baby-doll.
[BURT] You're out of your mind, Wyatt.
Bianca! Think it through.
[WYATT] Shut up, Burt.
Record this.
What are you doing?
Playing chess, not checkers.
- Him and that kid of his
- Marisa?
Yeah, yeah. You
said they're super-tight.
I bet she knows where the ticket is.
She just needs to know
that we mean business.
Wyatt, don't do something stupid!
50 mill, B!
Here's what we do.
"Good cop, bad cop."
What?
I'm gonna show her what
happens if this screw with me.
She's either going bring us the ticket,
or we'll know she's telling the truth,
if she says she ain't got it.
What if she ain't got it?
"Plan B."
Now you just gotta trust me.
- [BLOWS THUDDING]
- [BURT GRUNTING]
[BEATING CONTINUES, BURT CRYING OUT]
[WYATT] Bring the lottery ticket alone,
or your dad dies!
You have to help him!
We will.
Uh, anything on the receptionist?
Her phone is off,
and she used public transportation,
so there's no car to track.
Bianca did this?
We're not sure, but it's possible.
I don't have the ticket!
I didn't even know that my dad won.
Will you tell them that?
I don't have the ticket.
I don't know where it is.
It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay.
His kid doesn't know where it is.
[SIGHS]
Plan B. You're up.
We're in deep trouble if
your stupid plan doesn't work!
It's 50 million bucks, B.
The kid trusts you.
Get her to meet. You grab her.
We force Burt to get us the ticket.
It's called leverage.
It's called his daughter!
As soon as he gives us the ticket,
he's gonna go straight to the cops.
Then we gotta make sure him and his kid
aren't around to do that.
You're insane.
We can't kill them.
I I can't do that!
Then don't!
Go to jail for kidnapping.
Who's stupid now?
[BREATH SHAKING]
Okay
$50 million
will change everything.
[DEEP BREATH]
It'll make all our troubles go away
and all our dreams come true.
We just have to do one one bad thing.
- [BREATH SHAKING]
- Okay, that's my girl.
"One bad thing."
[BURT] Please no!
The voice in the ransom
video is Wyatt Jones.
He's a mechanic for the brewery.
Didn't show up for work,
and he's liked all of Bianca's
posts in the last month.
Oh, great. Bonnie and Clyde.
Anything on Burt's location?
I'm working on it.
Uh, it's obviously outside,
but I don't have
enough geographical
markers to know where.
"Outside" really narrows it down.
[KEMI] Yeah.
Bianca texted.
She's pretending not to be involved.
She said she has
information about my dad
- and wants to meet.
- Where?
Orchard and Penn.
That's three blocks from the brewery.
Which means Burt's probably being held
somewhere in that area.
- [TEXT CHIMES]
- She said it has to be now.
I don't understand!
She was always so nice.
Why is she doing this?
50 million reasons
none of them good.
Dragging you into it forces
your dad to cooperate.
Yeah, but if Marisa doesn't show up,
then Wyatt and Bianca
know that there's a problem.
And what are they going to do to my dad?
Does Bianca have a record?
Couple of moving
violations. Nothing serious.
Look, Marisa. Um
If there was another
choice, I'd take it, but
Bianca kind of has us in a corner.
Do you think you can meet her?
I'll do it.
Are you sure?
Anything for my dad.
You're a really good kid.
And Kemi's gonna
be right there with you,
in case anything goes sideways.
Tell them you're on your way.
Stay as close as humanly possible
without tipping our hand.
Bianca makes a move, you take her down.
You got it, boss.
Gives me time to find Burt.
How are you gonna do that?
I'm gonna make a
withdrawal from the favor bank.
I'm gonna find him.
Just take care of her, okay?
All right. Kemi's got your back, okay?
We're gonna save your dad.
- Okay.
- Okay.
[DIALING]
[SIGHS]
[LINE RINGING]
Delgado. Gabrielle Bennett.
[DRYLY] Ha! Trust me,
I don't want to be calling.
Look. I need recon satellite
to pinpoint where a
victim is being held.
Yeah. I've got search
radius and reference photos.
I know. One-time deal.
All right, send you what we got.
Marisa. I'm glad you came.
What do you know about my dad?
I'll tell you, but
we have to get off the street first.
Bianca, what's going on?
It's okay. Promise.
- Come with me.
- Just tell me here.
I can't.
Come on.
You're hurting me!
Just walk, please. Just walk.
Stop!
I know about the lottery ticket.
Do you have it? Do
you have it on you now?
How could you do this
to my dad? Why would
We won $50 million
and he wants to give it all away!
I need that money!
[CLICK]
And you're going to get it for me,
so start walking!
[BIANCA] One bad thing, $50 million.
[HAMMER COCKS]
Philly PD. Hands up!
Lying little bitch!
[MARISA CRIES OUT]
Put the gun down
or I will stab her.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
It's okay.
- [PISTOL HITS GROUND]
- All right?
Everything's gonna
be okay, Marisa, okay?
Bianca
it's over, all right?
You don't want to do something
you can't come back from.
You
are not gonna take this
money away from me!
I need it!
- [GRUNTS]
- [CRYING OUT]
[BIANCA GRUNTS]
[BIANCA CRIES OUT]
- [THUD]
- [BLADE CLATTERS]
[GRUNTS AND SOBS]
I just wanted a better life!
Yeah. There's lots of
ways to get a better life.
This isn't one of them.
[NOTIFICATION CHIMES]
"Now you owe me."
Yeah, figured.
[CLACKING]
[BEEPING]
[LINE RINGING]
Jason?
Burt MacNeil is on the roof
of the abandoned wing
a couple hundred yards
from the main brewery.
He doesn't have much time.
[RACKING SHELL]
[WYATT] Just one bad thing
50 million bucks.
- One bad thing
- [BURT GRUNTS]
50 million bucks.
[BURT] Wyatt, you're
making a terrible mistake.
One bad thing, 50 million bucks
[MIKE] This part of the
brewery shut down a year ago.
Yeah.
We've gotta get to the roof.
We've gotta hurry.
[JASON] All right, I got you, I got you.
[MIKE] This way.
Check right, check right.
Rooftop, rooftop. Come on, come on.
Yeah, he's armed.
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking I want a beer.
Forget about the beer. I'll take a plan.
Keep him distracted for me.
I'll go there. You stay here.
Hang tight.
[BURT] You're making a mistake.
There's no way out of this, Wyatt.
[WYATT] You're wrong, old man.
[CREAK]
Hey, who's there?
[SHOUTS] He's got a gun!
[ROARS] Shut up!
[CLANKING]
[BURT] Help!
[WYATT] If you come
out here, I'll kill him!
Help me! Help!
I know you're in there!
[BURT] This guy's crazy. Help.
It's Philly PD!
There's nowhere to
go. Put your gun down.
Give yourself up!
He's the one that was
taking the lottery money!
My girl put in on that ticket
like everybody else in the pool!
Wyatt, Wyatt, hey! That's not important.
This ain't the way.
Yeah, well, I'm already in it.
You don't have to be!
Let's talk.
I'm in it now.
[SHOT FIRES, GLASS SHATTERS]
Hurry up, Jason.
[FIRES GUN, RACKS SHOT]
[WYATT] I'm not kidding, man!
You come through that
door, you're both dead!
[MIKE] That's not the
way this is gonna work.
[SHOT FIRES]
[MIKE] Think about what you're doing!
Wyatt, give it up,
man! You're gonna die!
You really want to throw your life away
over some quick cash?
50 million bucks isn't some quick cash!
It's a whole new life!
The money's not worth it, Wyatt.
It's a whole new life!
- Shut up!
- Money isn't everything!
Yeah? Try not having any!
Wyatt, we can work this out.
Just stay cool.
I'll kill Burt if you come out here.
[SHOT BLASTING]
I can't help you if you
keep shooting at me!
What the hell am I supposed to do?
[SHOT BLASTING]
Put the weapon down, nobody gets hurt!
[WYATT] Not kidding
the money, or he's dead!
[GUN FIRES]
On your stomach. Let's go.
I told you to be cool.
Hey. I'm Jason Grant.
I'm with MPU. We're
gonna take you home, okay?
Thank you.
All right? All right. You're all right.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
What do you want, Damon?
Oh, I got a little heated earlier.
Why don't we discuss
the overstep with my client
over dinner? My treat.
Never gonna happen.
You're making a mistake, Gabby.
We're divorced, Damon. Accept it.
I've moved on. You should, too.
I can make your life hell.
Don't threaten me.
You should know better.
It's not a threat, Gabby.
It's a warning.
Thanks.
It's "Gabrielle".
And, from now on, you can
call me Lieutenant Bennett.
[PUNCHES BUTTON]
She's, uh, been in good hands.
Thanks.
Oh, my god, Dad!
Marisa.
Are you okay?
Did they hurt you?
No, I'm fine.
Oh
Detective Kemi had my back.
You should've seen her!
Thank you for keeping my baby safe.
It was my pleasure.
And a bit of good news
uh, Hank's stolen beer formula
will cease production,
pending an investigation.
So you did right by Demetri,
whether or not he deserves it.
All a man has is his word.
I will give you two a moment.
Right this way.
Thank you.
Burt?
Josie.
Oh, my god, your face
Oh, it looks worse than it is.
I can't believe
I'm so sorry.
Ah, it's
Wait, Dad. Is it true?
Did we actually win the lottery?
No, honey, we didn't,
but, um, I see you brought that book.
[CHUCKLES]
- You mind?
- Yes.
I know you just
dropped it off yesterday.
I haven't read it yet.
Well it was Jerry's numbers that won.
Josie
the $50 million belongs to you.
Burt, I
Are you serious?
[CHUCKLING] Yeah.
What am I gonna do with $50 million?
Pay your bills?
And then take that trip to Europe
that Jerry was always going on about.
Giving away $50 million is nuts.
He looks so sure so happy.
Yeah, 'cause he's nuts.
Oh, hush. I think it's noble.
Thank you!
Yeah.
I'll always be here for you, Josie.
[CHUCKLING WARMLY]
When everything was happening,
I was afraid I wouldn't get to say
the things I should have said sooner
the feelings I have for you.
[BURT] Oh!
Um, Josie, I I don't
know what to say.
Say you like her back, Dad!
[SHOUTING] Yeah! Say
you like her back, Burt!
[LAUGHTER]
Ouch! Um I do!
I like you back.
[LAUGHING]
I made a mistake.
I'm calling Jackson.
[GIGGLES]
Go get your man, girl!
[HELEN LAUGHS]
[MOCKINGLY] "Go get your man, girl."
Oh, stop. You love it.
Ah, love.