Flashpoint s04e03 Episode Script
Run, Jamie, Run
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you so much for coming.
I don't get to cut a red ribbon, but I do get to press this button to the tune of $7,000,000 dollars.
Mr.
Cunningham? Mr.
Cunningham: Yes.
I'm sorry, who are you? It's your worst nightmare.
And ladies and gentlemen, we are live.
Excuse me? It's okay, I'm with the band.
No, I need you to just sign in.
Jules! Natalie.
So, this is where it all happens.
Oh yeah, some of it, anyway.
Is Sam around? Hey, guys, this, uh, is Natalie Braddock.
Sam's sister.
Hi, I'm Greg.
- Nice to meet you.
- Hi.
Hey, Natalie.
Ed.
How are ya? Hey.
Wordy.
Hi.
Spike.
How're you doing? - Spike? - Yep.
You don't look very Spiky.
Uh, yeah, no.
Uh, my hair used to, uh What's your real name? Uh, Michaelangelo.
Your mom had high hopes.
Yeah, yeah.
I think she still does.
I like it.
Sam, where you been, uh, hiding your sister? Oh, no, I've just been on the road.
So, hey, I came by to borrow the car - job hunting, is that okay? Yeah, sure.
Thank you.
You are the best! He's letting me crash with him for a few months, while I get settled here.
Even though I am very much cramping his style.
Let me show you around.
Oh.
Bye! And special kudos to Calgary and Abbeville who posted double digit recovery, month on month.
Powlin, Cynthia, great job.
You've set a new benchmark.
But it hasn't been easy.
We've done it with reduced staff and a 15 percent expense cut across the board.
But the good news is we are a profitable company.
And now, now that we've trimmed the fat, we can keep boosting those profits.
"Lean and mean" is our go-forward mantra.
Let's roll.
You got it.
Lean and mean.
Lean and mean! Woooo! All right! As I was saying This thing on? - Smile.
- Hey, that's my phone.
Yeah, I hope you're on a good plan.
Come on, guys.
Smile.
We are live.
Smile.
Get me security.
- I'm gonna ask you to leave right now.
- No.
No.
Unh-unh.
No way.
Show's just getting started! Whoooo! We talked about a few days and now it's a couple months.
No, it was until I found a job, which I'm trying do.
I'm trying to get my life together so that I can belong somewhere.
I really appreciate you being there for me.
The thing about "Cramping my style"? Just watch what you say.
What do you mean? It could give the wrong impression.
The wrong impression? Yeah, about Jules; that we're involved, which we're not.
'Cause that could get me fired, okay? Oh, okay.
So she doesn't come around for sleepovers sometimes.
Officially, she never has.
Gotcha.
No sleepovers, and that is not her shampoo in the shower or her toothbrush on the sink.
Can I have the car keys? Oh, and I had to use your Pay-Pal account.
I hope that's okay.
You what? To buy clothes online - for my job interviews.
Nobody's gonna take me seriously, Sam, unless I dress the part.
I will pay you back this time, I promise.
You know what? Keep the clothes.
They're a gift.
Really? Yeah, just be out of my apartment by the time I get home tonight.
Emilia Morris, mother of three, Karak employee, was "let go" four months ago.
Annual income, $31,000.
Lean and mean.
Virginia Czevinski, $22,000.
Well, you gotta start somewhere, right? Ehn? Wow.
All you guys?! Sorry to see you go, but we saved big and hey, what about that good-bye party we had? Oh, we didn't? Oh, I know.
Lean and mean.
You know, you guys should really should invest in better security firewalls.
All right! The Puccini.
Mmm! Purchased by Karak International.
$5,700,000 dollars.
Whoooo! Lean and mean.
Whoa, nice car, buddy.
Company perk for Mr.
Abbot here, whose official salary on the public record is one fifth of what he makes when you throw in his "Consultant" fees, his "Board member" compensation.
Right, Mr.
Abbot? Lean and mean.
Well, mean anyway.
What do you want? Your money or your life.
Please This is a stick-up! Everyone! Put the money in the bag, right now! Wallets, everything.
Fifteen seconds.
Go! Go! Go! Go! Car keys.
Gimme your car keys.
Thank you.
Gentlemen Weapons in the bag now! God, you guys are stressing me out.
Jeez.
Thanks, partner.
Security breach.
Shots fired.
Armed robbery at Karak International head office, Bloor Street.
Shots fired.
Single gunman, white male, late teens-early twenties, handgun.
Some kind of meeting involved.
And it's a robbery? He hijacked the meeting and stole wallets.
Your sister Agh! She wants to "belong somewhere.
" Anywhere she can just flash that smile and get what she wants.
And that pisses you off.
Uh, ya think? 'Cause you've worked your ass off for everything you've got, and she's actually enjoying life.
You're a little jealous.
Oh, jealous? I'm just saying.
She grows up on a military base, her big brother is the poster boy for perfection, and she's just trying to figure it out, make up her own rules.
Maybe you resent her freedom.
You profiling me? No, I'm having a conversation with you.
Her showing up here She has no clue the damage she can do - and I don't just mean you and me.
You mean the boss.
If he knows and doesn't tell? He could lose his job.
Yeah, it's a team.
We're on probation; We don't get to make a mistake.
Did you make that clear to Nat? It's not happening again.
How long can we do this? He posed as one of their I.
T.
guys.
So someone knows him? Ah, staff is saying no.
We found the I.
T.
employee scheduled to handle the meeting locked in a copy room.
Meeting? Yeah, branch managers, top sales people, some kind of an annual summit.
And he took their wallets, huh? Yeah.
Pretty elaborate set-up for a group mugging.
He fired in the air and went out the door.
It leads outside to the back.
He took Mr.
Abbot's keys.
Where does it go? Okay, he could still be in the vicinity.
Boss, we'll go co-ordinate the Unis.
Copy that.
Go on.
Sorry.
He practically bumped into me, and I'm thinking I've seen this dude, but where? But he's not an employee, right? No, I know everyone on staff.
Then he pops up that slide, and then I know for sure it's him.
JD.
Jamie Dee.
Yeah, he didn't look like I thought, but it was totally him.
Livecasting? Livecasting.
He's livecasting.
Hey, Spike, you find the photo yet? If this is really our guy, I can get you a whole gallery.
Here's one.
Thanks.
This him? Yeah.
That's him.
His hair's different, he had glasses.
You find the little puke and bring him back here.
I'll ID him Run it down for me.
Before he took the wallets, did he say anything? - Well, does it matter? - Yes, sir, it does.
Guy's a chameleon.
One reason he hasn't been caught yet.
Pulled a string of robberies, both sides of the border.
Jamie Dee? I remember that guy.
Yeah.
Remember, he started out west.
Rappelled down to that five-star ballroom, relieved all the guests of their valuables.
Mm-hm.
He graffitis his initials wherever he hits - walls, windows, floors Now, apparently, Power Point.
He started streaming his heists live only recently.
I'll see if anybody captured it.
You get anything from the CEO? Yeah, well, this isn't just about the money.
It's about the message.
He hacked into their system and broadcast their corporate expenses.
So he's trying to embarrass them in front of a live online audience.
He's playing Robin hood.
Whatever he's doing, he's gone.
He dumped the wallets and the security guards' guns in the parking lot, minus the cash.
And he stole the CEO's car.
Winnie, we need an APB red sports car, tag Alpha-Yankee-Zulu-Papa- Sam, you and me, let's go.
Hoo hoo.
Hello? How're you doing, darlin'? You know, I think they're gonna make me employee of the month.
Trade it all to finally see you though, baby.
Oh hang on.
Sorry, Sage, there's an officer of the law in the vicinity and I'm on a cellular telephone.
Can't have that.
That's right, wouldn't wanna break the law.
Where are we getting these? Some of the stuff he posted himself, but he's got a lot of fans and a lot of followers.
He's huge on the web.
"Jamie Dee, wild and free.
" That's a fan blog.
He's also got a Twitter.
"Big shout-out to the fat cats of North America.
See you soon.
" It was posted two hours ago.
Jesse James used to do that; he used to write about robberies before he committed them.
Jesse James.
It's old school.
That's cool.
Winnie's got a line on a stolen car traveling south on York.
We're on our way.
'Kay.
Copy that, Eddie.
Let's go.
Okay, we need a profile.
Hashtag I-heart-Jamie-Dee's trending top ten.
Right? Like, I mean, look at it.
Look at all the tweets.
His fans are going nuts.
And who are all these people? Basically, it's every frustrated kid in North America.
- Really? - Yeah.
Weapons in the bag now! God, you guys are stressing me out! Jeez.
Kyle.
Thanks, partner.
Turn off the damn game, Kyle.
It's not a game, asshat.
Would you like a ride? I'm walking.
Fine.
Do you have appropriate clothing? - What? - For tonight.
Your mom wanted me to make sure.
What's tonight again, Stevie? Just don't be late.
Wouldn't miss it for the world.
We're on Spadina.
Pursuing officer lost him but he picked up the stolen vehicle north of Queen.
Abandoned JD spray painted on the side.
Any idea where he's heading? Well, we've got a lot of eyeballs peeled, there should be some sightings soon.
Okay, Winnie, send more Unis to that sector.
Copy.
Hello.
Jamie just posted.
"Party at the Beverley Street Hostel.
3 p.
m.
sharp.
Come as you are.
Bring friends.
" Yeah, he might be trying to throw us off the trail.
Why would he tell us where he's going? I'll look for a geotag.
And I will try the electric telephone.
I see everyone that comes in and out.
He's early twenties, medium build, brown hair, he might be carrying a backpack.
He just walked right past me, he was in a hurry.
Okay.
Okay.
A team of officers will be there shortly.
I need you to leave the building discreetly.
The man is considered armed and dangerous.
Thank you.
Winnie, what do you got? Robberies go back starting with the ballroom drop.
And what are the patterns? Wealthy targets - jewelry stores, banks, nothing mom-and-pop.
And what else? Feds have a file.
See if you can get access.
You all right, buddy? - Copy.
- Got it, boss.
I've never seen him before.
I thought maybe he was some kind of courier.
He had a package with him.
- What kind of package? - More like a heavy envelope.
Is he's still inside? I haven't seen him leave.
Okay, thank you.
Sam, Jules, on white door.
Wordy, black door with me.
What do you got? Takes us to the kitchen and storage area.
All right, manager estimates three staff.
Room-by room evac, let's do it.
What about our audience here? Winnie, we're gonna need more Unis.
Copy that.
- What the hell? - Hey, hey, back off! Stay back! Back off! Back already! We need you to stay back! The building is being evacuated! - Stand back! - We've lost perimeter! Evac's been compromised.
Copy that, Sam.
On my way.
Shots fired! After shooter inside the building.
Go! Go! Boss, it's a mess in here.
You locate the shooter? Negative.
Anybody down? Cannot confirm.
Go! Clear out! Go! All right, come on, let's go! We've got a flash mob.
That party he twittered about- - Tweeted.
- 3 p.
m.
sharp.
Yeah, he staged this, calling out his fans.
I'm the one you're looking for.
Raise your hands now.
I'm Jamie Dee.
No, it's me.
I'm Jamie Dee.
I'm Jamie Dee.
I'm Jamie Dee! Right here.
I'm Jamie! I'm Jamie Dee! Let's move these people back.
Let's get 'em back! Let's go.
Come on! Get back! Get back! - Eddie.
- Boss, We need Unis here to seal the entrances! Copy that.
This isn't the kind of place he'd hold up; these aren't the people he targets.
It's a distraction to cover his exit.
Keep walking, honey.
Keep walking.
You're going all the way up.
Thanks.
Great.
You two, stay here.
Oh, we're gonna need that.
What? Your car.
So you're gonna step back, nice and easy, and it's all amazingly cool.
Get in.
Get in the car.
All units, southwest corner! Officer, talk to me.
What's going on? He had a hostage.
Sam, with me.
Let's go! Let's go! Winnie, put out an APB on that vehicle.
And note the subject has a female hostage.
We've got units converging.
Police cruiser Unbelievable.
This guy's a brat.
He's a parasite.
He thinks just 'cause he can work the charm, the world owes him a good time.
Reminds me of someone.
No injured.
So you're right about the diversion, although I don't get it.
Cops are a step behind him, and he drops by a hostel? The manager said he came in with some kind of package - an envelope.
Let's track it down, Wordy.
Boss, we've got the feds on visual link.
Agent Gilbride.
'Kay, I'll be right there.
So, you got my guy up there? We will soon.
Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it.
I thought I had him in Atlantic City, but I thought wrong.
Well, what can you tell us? Uh, 30 armed robberies in the last 18 months.
Targets mostly wealthy victims.
And you don't have an ID? No.
After 30 robberies.
I understand he's driving around in one of your police cars? What's your profile? He's smart, no fear, thinks of himself as a prince among thieves.
We think he comes from a wealthy background.
So, rich kid, turns his back on privilge.
He has no soft spot for the poor though.
He keeps everything he steals.
Any political message? No, no.
He's just winging it.
He's highly resourceful, adrenaline-junkie, uh, almost certainly a narcissist.
He doesn't care who he might get hurt.
He hasn't left a trail of bodies, yet, but we know he gets violent when he gets cornered.
So it's not just cowboy-style warning shots? >No, he was nearly apprehended three months ago by a security guard in D.
C.
Jamie Dee shot him.
The security guard nearly didn't make it.
It's a line he can't uncross and he knows that He's just gonna get more desperate.
Boss, we got a sighting on the cruiser.
Where're you going to go? Can't tell you - for your own safety.
Can't I come? Because I will help any way that I can.
Sweet of you - I already got someone in my life.
We're on Atlantic now.
The street dead-ends a few blocks away.
We have a visual.
Atlantic Avenue.
He's on foot.
I'm in pursuit.
I've got the hostage.
Are you okay? I'm fine.
You sure you're okay? Oh yeah.
Hold it right there! Right there! How is the hostage? She's unharmed.
Her name's Dana Mayweather.
So what were you doing at the hostel? I was just checking it out.
In case I needed a place to stay.
Can I see your phone please? Any messages you were exchanging will show up in the log.
Am I under arrest for being held hostage? Were you a hostage? What else would you call it? Accomplice.
Look.
I got the Tweet, and then I went to the hostel at 3 p.
m.
And then Jamie came running up the stairs- he came up from the basement? I don't know.
Whatever.
The point is, he picked me, out of everyone else, and then we went outside and we got in that cop car and made you guys look like idiots, as per usual.
- Where's he going now? - Don't know.
What was he doing in the hostel in the first place? He said the less I knew, the better.
Dana, this guy's not a hero, okay? He shot and nearly killed a man.
Did you know that? He's put your life at risk.
He chose me to help him escape; to help him get ready for the grand finale.
Grand finale.
Those were the words he used? Exact words.
There's going to be a grand finale, and then we're never gonna hear from him again.
Wordy.
That package Jamie Dee dropped off at the hostel - check the basement.
Use extreme caution.
Copy.
He's so out of your league.
Dana, you're under arrest.
I lost him.
Ed! He's livecasting, as in right now.
Hey! How y'all doing? What do you see? Uh, okay.
Alleyways, uh, garages, graffiti You wanna narrow that down for me? He just passed some skateboarders.
- Hold on.
- What happened to him? I don't know, it went down.
Okay, okay, we're back.
He's heading right towards a busy street, uh, they look like streetcar tracks.
Uh, it looks like King Street? Uh, Queen Street.
Definitely Queen Street, South side, going west.
I'm gonna run ahead and cut him off.
What's the cross-street? - Is that Beverley? - That's Beverley, yup.
Beverley Street, beverley Street.
I'm on Queen heading east.
He should be right in front of you.
Just past these people.
Police! Don't move! He's facing you! Police! Right there! I didn't steal it! Some guy just gave it to me! Team one, subject's still at large.
Dana's phone.
Thanks.
Spike, we got her phone.
What's your read, Sam? Ah, she's a kid with a fantasy crush - she's fallen for a hero image of Jamie.
Do you think she knows what this grand finale is? No.
Sounds like she's telling the truth.
Grand finale.
Kid's smart, he knows the noose is tightening.
This is where the cowboy gets reckless.
Boss, I can tell you where Jamie's been.
'Kay.
I made up a chart, based on the info the feds gave us.
Red are the robberies, known or suspected.
Looks like he was making his way down the eastern seaboard.
But last three months? Blue is him making his way back up.
Hitting different cities this time? Not exactly.
Purple is? Blue plus red.
Detours back to places where he committed robberies in the past.
And I compared fan sightings of Jamie with the actual itinerary of his crimes to weed out the false sightings.
And from there, some of those fans managed to grab photos.
And? Now, the fans are helping us by using cameras that covertly encode the photos with GPS tags.
We know where they were taken.
All right.
Get this information to Winnie, have her reach out to law enforcement.
Maybe something comes up.
He's texting Dana.
Are you serious? "R u all right? JD.
" He's gotta know that we've been questioning her by now.
He's testing us.
Talk to him.
I'm good.
Spike, can we use this to track his location? We could, but he seems to like borrowing cell phones and then using them as red herrings.
By the time we find this one It's gonna be hanging off another random stranger.
Can I see u again? She's not involved.
Leave her alone, cops.
Was worth a try.
We want to help.
What's, uh, rofl Roflmao? "Rolling on the floor laughing my ass off.
" All right, I get it.
Well, he cares about Dana.
He doesn't want her to be blamed.
Sound like a narcissist? Boss? Listen in.
I think we know why Jamie came to the hostel.
Found the envelope in Ms.
Alvarez' staff locker downstairs.
I had no idea it was there.
Five thousand dollars, and a note.
"Maria, thanks for being a friend.
JD.
" Maria, do you know Jamie Dee? The guy with the gun? He did this? He committed a robbery this morning, and drove all the way across town to give you the money.
Why would he do that? I have no idea.
I don't know this guy.
Okay, Maria, you recognize him? No.
Same guy, different looks.
Now, are you sure you don't recognize any of them? I'm telling you, I Wait.
Wait, that one That's Darcy.
I used to live in Vancouver.
There was a boy, he lived with the family down the street.
Lived with them? Foster parents.
I used to see him in the neighborhood.
Super-bright kid, fast learner.
I told him to come to my place if he ever needed help, so he came over a lot.
Wait a sec, needed help? But why? I I don't really know what went on.
I mean Darcy never said anything But? You see it in a kid, when they make up excuses, can't meet you in the eye.
Bruises.
Then, one day, Darcy just disappeared.
And you're sure that's him? Darcy Dunleavy.
I mean, he was younger, maybe thirteen, fourteen, but yeah.
Yeah, that's him.
Okay, thank you.
Darcy James Dunleavy.
Lost his parents in a car accident.
Lived in a series of foster homes till he was 15.
Then it looks like he just dropped off the map.
Can we access a photo? Yeah, I can pull one off the case-file.
According to the file, this kid's only seventeen.
Seventeen? He's just a kid.
Might've called this one wrong, Sam.
Jamie has 497,000 followers, but he only follows about a dozen people himself.
I backtracked the public chatter and there's bunch of times when he and one follower branch off into private direct messages.
"Sagex007.
" She sent pictures.
I found a cache of DM's between the two of them, starting six months ago.
So she started off as a fan? She caught his attention, and I'm guessing it's because she didn't act like a fan.
Everybody else is like, "Jamie, you're so great, you're so awesome," she writes: "Must be hard when no one knows who you really are.
Living like a shadow, always looking over your shoulder.
" "How do you know who you can trust?" "I don't know.
I can't trust.
The downside of a double life.
" And listen, this is what she sent him three days later.
Hey, Jamie.
Uh, hope you don't mind.
I'm calling this "outlaw.
" Anyway, uh, hope it doesn't suck.
living life like a shadow, as the loneliness sets in The next thing he writes is "Sage, you take my breath away.
" He told her everything.
His foster parents.
Looks like she's been there too.
Check out his one: "I'm scared at night.
Wish my bedroom had a lock.
" Sounds like she's being abused.
And he even told her about the night he shot the security guard.
Turns out it was a total accident; the guy jumped him.
We find her, we'll find him.
I'll track the IP server, find the address, get the info back to Winnie.
Are you guys seeing this? A new link just posted on his fan site.
I wanna thank everyone who helped me.
You guys are in my heart forever.
If all you cops are watching, I got something to say to you too.
I'm doin' you clowns a favor.
I'm hangin' up my hat.
But I got one last stand to make, and if anyone gets in my way, things are gonna get ugly.
Even uglier than the bastard I'm coming for.
You know who you are.
You're running out of time.
Hey, boss, that security guard shooting three months ago? We've got some intel from a detective in New Haven.
Apparently Jamie Dee got away, but he took a bad fall out a window.
All right Last week, a local cab driver named Armand Kohl went to the police.
Ed's got him on the line now.
All right, what can you tell us, Mr.
Kohl? Three months ago, I picked up a fare.
It was late, after midnight.
I could see he's been hurt - he's in some kind of trouble.
And you didn't report this? No.
I thought he's just a boy.
He was running away from somewhere, so I took him home.
To your house? When someone is in trouble, what do you do? You help them.
Watch the stairs.
Couch folds out.
I can bring you a blanket.
Why So you can phone the police? Why would I do that, huh? I can't do this anymore.
I can't I can't do this.
Then maybe it's time for you to go home.
Nope.
I don't got one of those.
To a friend then? no friends.
You must have a friend.
One friend.
Sage.
Two friends.
My name's Armand.
Darcy.
Next morning, he was gone.
But then last week, he turns up again, out of the blue, and he gives me an envelope.
It's full of money.
Five thousand dollars.
I say to him, "What's this?" He says, "Thank you.
" That's when I call the police.
Because this money, it's too much, and it isn't mine.
'Kay, he say anything else? He said: "You're not going to see me again.
" All right, thanks, Mr.
Kohl.
Thanks, Eddie.
So, years of being not wanted, he stumbles on kindness.
Repays all those people who helped him in the past.
Maria Alvarez, taxi driver.
Do you think that this is a suicide scenario? He's definitely clearing the slate.
Classic pattern.
But this last message was a threat.
There's someone else who deserves to die.
Boss, we've found Sage's IP address.
Registered to the house of a Stephen Cunningham.
A Stephen Cunningham or the Stephen Cunningham? Uh lost me, boss.
Spike, the millionaire who just bailed out the symphony.
Oh, right, that thing with the wooden instruments, plays songs from a thousand years ago.
I keep up with the arts.
I read that article.
He's buying the naming rights to the philharmonic.
And there it is.
Inaugural concert and press conference at Koerner Hall.
Starts in 15 minutes.
Over-privileged guy putting a spotlight on his own generosity? Sounds like a Jamie Dee target.
Jamie's going after Sage's father.
Team one, all hands.
We're going to Koerner Hall.
Anyway.
Uh Hope it doesn't suck.
Hello? Sage, it's me.
Hey you.
Hope you're packed; Show starts in ten.
So awesome.
Media's here, livecast is standing by, the whole world is gonna see the look on his face.
You sure you're okay with the bank account being mine? Can you picture me walking into a bank, handing over ID? Got a point there, pardner.
Sage The man will never touch you again, for as long as I live.
Winnie, what have you got on Cunningham? Aside from his career as a massively successful international banker? Something on the more personal side.
He's very protective of his personal life.
I had to get clearance to find out he lives with his second wife, Beth.
Two kids - and his daughter.
Sage.
Sage, six years old.
Six years old? Six years old? Winnie, are you sure? Yeah.
Anyway, uh Hope it doesn't suck.
Tell me what you Anyway uh Hope it doesn't suck.
Tell me what you thi Hope it doesn't suck.
Tell me suck.
.
Hope it doesn't suck.
Doesn't suck.
It doesn't suck.
Tell me what you - We missed it.
- What'd we miss? It was caught on mic at the end of Sage's song.
It was the sound of a car horn.
The pitch was too high.
And? There's a reason that the voice was husky.
It's voice transposition software.
You can adjust a pitch, you can mess with the age and gender.
Does it work on the phone in real-time? Yeah, I've even seen portable models for cell phones.
But those direct messages definitely originated in the Cunningham house.
Well, there's only one kid in that house who'd know how to do this.
I'm already on it, boss.
I'm on Kyle's website now.
Seems to be a lot of hate messages directed towards his stepfather Cunningham.
This kid's got some problems.
The car'll be pulling up out back by the stage door.
I packed my guitar.
Which you'll be teaching me, by the way, like you promised.
All I know is like G, C, and D.
I'll teach you everything I know.
We'll have all the time in the world.
Sage Yeah, pardner? Um Nothing.
I, uh I love you, I guess.
Hey, Kyle.
Right back at you.
See you very soon.
I don't get it.
A guy that smart How could he not have suspected something? Growing up, nobody wanted him Nowhere he belonged.
Maybe when you finally let somebody get close To trust someone Maybe you see what you wanna see.
And he's just seventeen.
Thanks for coming.
Always a pleasure.
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and thank you so much for coming.
I wanna thank my team for making my dream of sponsoring this city's philharmonic a reality.
I am here today to fulfill my promise.
I don't get to cut a ribbon, but I do get to press a button The tune of $7,000,000 dollars.
Mr.
Cunningham! Yes? I'm sorry, who are you? It's your worst nightmare.
Ladies and gentlemen We are live.
He's doing it again.
He's livecasting.
Cameras face the floor, now.
Come on.
I'm running this show.
And I'm real shy about my face.
I said, now! Let's go! Don't worry, the world will be watching.
He's onstage right now.
You can see everything but his face.
Jules, you talk; Wordy, cover.
Sam, Sierra, take the catwalk.
We gotta wrap this up before the truth hits.
Hey, hey, hey.
It's your big day.
Don't move.
Your captain of industry, your community leader, Mr.
Do Good does bad.
He does really bad.
Sierra in position.
Kyle sees Jamie as an opportunity.
So he pretends to be a young woman, playing on Jamie's abusive past and lures him here to do what? Rescue the girl by killing the stepfather? Or is he just after his money? Folks, allow me to reintroduce you all to Mr.
Cunningham! Philanthropist, multi-millionaire, music lover Child abuser.
You listen to me.
Mr.
Cunningham? Never miss a good chance to shut up.
Partners, do I want the money of a violent man? A cruel, sick monster, who beats his daughter and threatens worse if she speaks? Child abuse.
That's how Kyle gained Jamie's sympathies.
My heart's not in this, but I got a job to do.
I don't know who you are or why you wanna do this, but that is not my- Don't even start! This is a stick-up.
Except I'm not taking wallets this time.
I'm gonna drain this man dry.
So this is how it's gonna work.
It's coming outta this account and it's gonna go into this account, and you, you are gonna enter your password Now! Then Sage and I are gonna ride into the sunset.
Sage? Lay one finger on my daughter! Beth, get Sage out of here! Get out of here now! Get Sage out of here now! Go! Sage?! Mrs.
Cunningham? That's not Sage.
Just go, go.
Darcy Dunleavy! I'm Jules Callaghan with the police Strategic Response Unit.
Jamie.
Don't stop now, you're so close.
Who the hell are you? Kyle, what the hell are you doing? Darcy, just lower your weapon, okay? And there'll be time to explain everything that's happening.
Just do it, just press the button.
Then you can do whatever you want - learn how to play the guitar, anything.
You're so close.
You You're Sage.
You Nothing's changed.
You son of a bitch! He's still a bastard! Sierra, standby.
Copy.
Turn those cameras off right now! - Shut 'em down.
- Turn 'em off! Darcy, look at me.
You're gonna let me go outta here.
Nice and slow.
We could do that, but think about it.
How long do you really wanna live on the run? As long as it takes! And when I go it's not gonna be like this.
So stand back and let me out of here or I swear to God I'll shoot this bastard! I swear I'll do it! Okay, Darcy, you know that we will not let you do that.
Then fine.
Blaze of glory.
I got no one.
No one and nothing, and I'm not going to jail! You have half a million people looking to you to be something amazing for them.
They're not people, they're followers.
They're people.
And they're young, and they're just like you and looking for something to hold onto.
They don't know me.
They don't know me.
Not yet.
Not unless you let them know who you really are.
I'm nothing.
I'm nothing.
Darcy, you're wrong.
I think that you're just- Darcy, look at me.
I think you're just discovering who you really are, and that is real.
And you have the power to inspire a lot of people - and that's real.
You made that happen and now it's you're responsibility.
who is not afraid to show who he really is.
And you are not a killer.
Darcy, you're not.
Prove it, please.
You're seventeen.
You're just a young offender.
Okay? You've got plenty of time.
I promise, it's okay.
It's okay, Darcy.
I think it's time you hang up your hat.
Turn around.
Come on, let's sit down.
Turn around.
You're piling up the lies and you're running down the stairs You're going to be all right, okay? I caught you by surprise I caught you in a lie yeah I'm climbing up the walls and I'm running down the hall you caught me by surprise I caught you in a lie, yeah Nat? No, you were right.
I'm gonna clear out and you can have your life back.
You're already in my life, okay? I've been an idiot.
I want you to stay with me.
Is this the part where I'm supposed to give you a hug? You can grab us a couple of beers.
Two weeks.
A month, tops.
Okay, but any longer, one of us is gonna need to learn how to cook.
Probably should anyway.
Never really had anyone to cook for.
So Jules.
Yeah.
Okay, look.
This is probably not my place - I mean, who am I to say this - but The way I see it, Sammy, you've got this woman and you've got this job and the sneaking around? It's not much of a five-year plan.
Do you hear what I'm saying? You You have one life.
What do you want? They're all gone ooh ooh
Thank you so much for coming.
I don't get to cut a red ribbon, but I do get to press this button to the tune of $7,000,000 dollars.
Mr.
Cunningham? Mr.
Cunningham: Yes.
I'm sorry, who are you? It's your worst nightmare.
And ladies and gentlemen, we are live.
Excuse me? It's okay, I'm with the band.
No, I need you to just sign in.
Jules! Natalie.
So, this is where it all happens.
Oh yeah, some of it, anyway.
Is Sam around? Hey, guys, this, uh, is Natalie Braddock.
Sam's sister.
Hi, I'm Greg.
- Nice to meet you.
- Hi.
Hey, Natalie.
Ed.
How are ya? Hey.
Wordy.
Hi.
Spike.
How're you doing? - Spike? - Yep.
You don't look very Spiky.
Uh, yeah, no.
Uh, my hair used to, uh What's your real name? Uh, Michaelangelo.
Your mom had high hopes.
Yeah, yeah.
I think she still does.
I like it.
Sam, where you been, uh, hiding your sister? Oh, no, I've just been on the road.
So, hey, I came by to borrow the car - job hunting, is that okay? Yeah, sure.
Thank you.
You are the best! He's letting me crash with him for a few months, while I get settled here.
Even though I am very much cramping his style.
Let me show you around.
Oh.
Bye! And special kudos to Calgary and Abbeville who posted double digit recovery, month on month.
Powlin, Cynthia, great job.
You've set a new benchmark.
But it hasn't been easy.
We've done it with reduced staff and a 15 percent expense cut across the board.
But the good news is we are a profitable company.
And now, now that we've trimmed the fat, we can keep boosting those profits.
"Lean and mean" is our go-forward mantra.
Let's roll.
You got it.
Lean and mean.
Lean and mean! Woooo! All right! As I was saying This thing on? - Smile.
- Hey, that's my phone.
Yeah, I hope you're on a good plan.
Come on, guys.
Smile.
We are live.
Smile.
Get me security.
- I'm gonna ask you to leave right now.
- No.
No.
Unh-unh.
No way.
Show's just getting started! Whoooo! We talked about a few days and now it's a couple months.
No, it was until I found a job, which I'm trying do.
I'm trying to get my life together so that I can belong somewhere.
I really appreciate you being there for me.
The thing about "Cramping my style"? Just watch what you say.
What do you mean? It could give the wrong impression.
The wrong impression? Yeah, about Jules; that we're involved, which we're not.
'Cause that could get me fired, okay? Oh, okay.
So she doesn't come around for sleepovers sometimes.
Officially, she never has.
Gotcha.
No sleepovers, and that is not her shampoo in the shower or her toothbrush on the sink.
Can I have the car keys? Oh, and I had to use your Pay-Pal account.
I hope that's okay.
You what? To buy clothes online - for my job interviews.
Nobody's gonna take me seriously, Sam, unless I dress the part.
I will pay you back this time, I promise.
You know what? Keep the clothes.
They're a gift.
Really? Yeah, just be out of my apartment by the time I get home tonight.
Emilia Morris, mother of three, Karak employee, was "let go" four months ago.
Annual income, $31,000.
Lean and mean.
Virginia Czevinski, $22,000.
Well, you gotta start somewhere, right? Ehn? Wow.
All you guys?! Sorry to see you go, but we saved big and hey, what about that good-bye party we had? Oh, we didn't? Oh, I know.
Lean and mean.
You know, you guys should really should invest in better security firewalls.
All right! The Puccini.
Mmm! Purchased by Karak International.
$5,700,000 dollars.
Whoooo! Lean and mean.
Whoa, nice car, buddy.
Company perk for Mr.
Abbot here, whose official salary on the public record is one fifth of what he makes when you throw in his "Consultant" fees, his "Board member" compensation.
Right, Mr.
Abbot? Lean and mean.
Well, mean anyway.
What do you want? Your money or your life.
Please This is a stick-up! Everyone! Put the money in the bag, right now! Wallets, everything.
Fifteen seconds.
Go! Go! Go! Go! Car keys.
Gimme your car keys.
Thank you.
Gentlemen Weapons in the bag now! God, you guys are stressing me out.
Jeez.
Thanks, partner.
Security breach.
Shots fired.
Armed robbery at Karak International head office, Bloor Street.
Shots fired.
Single gunman, white male, late teens-early twenties, handgun.
Some kind of meeting involved.
And it's a robbery? He hijacked the meeting and stole wallets.
Your sister Agh! She wants to "belong somewhere.
" Anywhere she can just flash that smile and get what she wants.
And that pisses you off.
Uh, ya think? 'Cause you've worked your ass off for everything you've got, and she's actually enjoying life.
You're a little jealous.
Oh, jealous? I'm just saying.
She grows up on a military base, her big brother is the poster boy for perfection, and she's just trying to figure it out, make up her own rules.
Maybe you resent her freedom.
You profiling me? No, I'm having a conversation with you.
Her showing up here She has no clue the damage she can do - and I don't just mean you and me.
You mean the boss.
If he knows and doesn't tell? He could lose his job.
Yeah, it's a team.
We're on probation; We don't get to make a mistake.
Did you make that clear to Nat? It's not happening again.
How long can we do this? He posed as one of their I.
T.
guys.
So someone knows him? Ah, staff is saying no.
We found the I.
T.
employee scheduled to handle the meeting locked in a copy room.
Meeting? Yeah, branch managers, top sales people, some kind of an annual summit.
And he took their wallets, huh? Yeah.
Pretty elaborate set-up for a group mugging.
He fired in the air and went out the door.
It leads outside to the back.
He took Mr.
Abbot's keys.
Where does it go? Okay, he could still be in the vicinity.
Boss, we'll go co-ordinate the Unis.
Copy that.
Go on.
Sorry.
He practically bumped into me, and I'm thinking I've seen this dude, but where? But he's not an employee, right? No, I know everyone on staff.
Then he pops up that slide, and then I know for sure it's him.
JD.
Jamie Dee.
Yeah, he didn't look like I thought, but it was totally him.
Livecasting? Livecasting.
He's livecasting.
Hey, Spike, you find the photo yet? If this is really our guy, I can get you a whole gallery.
Here's one.
Thanks.
This him? Yeah.
That's him.
His hair's different, he had glasses.
You find the little puke and bring him back here.
I'll ID him Run it down for me.
Before he took the wallets, did he say anything? - Well, does it matter? - Yes, sir, it does.
Guy's a chameleon.
One reason he hasn't been caught yet.
Pulled a string of robberies, both sides of the border.
Jamie Dee? I remember that guy.
Yeah.
Remember, he started out west.
Rappelled down to that five-star ballroom, relieved all the guests of their valuables.
Mm-hm.
He graffitis his initials wherever he hits - walls, windows, floors Now, apparently, Power Point.
He started streaming his heists live only recently.
I'll see if anybody captured it.
You get anything from the CEO? Yeah, well, this isn't just about the money.
It's about the message.
He hacked into their system and broadcast their corporate expenses.
So he's trying to embarrass them in front of a live online audience.
He's playing Robin hood.
Whatever he's doing, he's gone.
He dumped the wallets and the security guards' guns in the parking lot, minus the cash.
And he stole the CEO's car.
Winnie, we need an APB red sports car, tag Alpha-Yankee-Zulu-Papa- Sam, you and me, let's go.
Hoo hoo.
Hello? How're you doing, darlin'? You know, I think they're gonna make me employee of the month.
Trade it all to finally see you though, baby.
Oh hang on.
Sorry, Sage, there's an officer of the law in the vicinity and I'm on a cellular telephone.
Can't have that.
That's right, wouldn't wanna break the law.
Where are we getting these? Some of the stuff he posted himself, but he's got a lot of fans and a lot of followers.
He's huge on the web.
"Jamie Dee, wild and free.
" That's a fan blog.
He's also got a Twitter.
"Big shout-out to the fat cats of North America.
See you soon.
" It was posted two hours ago.
Jesse James used to do that; he used to write about robberies before he committed them.
Jesse James.
It's old school.
That's cool.
Winnie's got a line on a stolen car traveling south on York.
We're on our way.
'Kay.
Copy that, Eddie.
Let's go.
Okay, we need a profile.
Hashtag I-heart-Jamie-Dee's trending top ten.
Right? Like, I mean, look at it.
Look at all the tweets.
His fans are going nuts.
And who are all these people? Basically, it's every frustrated kid in North America.
- Really? - Yeah.
Weapons in the bag now! God, you guys are stressing me out! Jeez.
Kyle.
Thanks, partner.
Turn off the damn game, Kyle.
It's not a game, asshat.
Would you like a ride? I'm walking.
Fine.
Do you have appropriate clothing? - What? - For tonight.
Your mom wanted me to make sure.
What's tonight again, Stevie? Just don't be late.
Wouldn't miss it for the world.
We're on Spadina.
Pursuing officer lost him but he picked up the stolen vehicle north of Queen.
Abandoned JD spray painted on the side.
Any idea where he's heading? Well, we've got a lot of eyeballs peeled, there should be some sightings soon.
Okay, Winnie, send more Unis to that sector.
Copy.
Hello.
Jamie just posted.
"Party at the Beverley Street Hostel.
3 p.
m.
sharp.
Come as you are.
Bring friends.
" Yeah, he might be trying to throw us off the trail.
Why would he tell us where he's going? I'll look for a geotag.
And I will try the electric telephone.
I see everyone that comes in and out.
He's early twenties, medium build, brown hair, he might be carrying a backpack.
He just walked right past me, he was in a hurry.
Okay.
Okay.
A team of officers will be there shortly.
I need you to leave the building discreetly.
The man is considered armed and dangerous.
Thank you.
Winnie, what do you got? Robberies go back starting with the ballroom drop.
And what are the patterns? Wealthy targets - jewelry stores, banks, nothing mom-and-pop.
And what else? Feds have a file.
See if you can get access.
You all right, buddy? - Copy.
- Got it, boss.
I've never seen him before.
I thought maybe he was some kind of courier.
He had a package with him.
- What kind of package? - More like a heavy envelope.
Is he's still inside? I haven't seen him leave.
Okay, thank you.
Sam, Jules, on white door.
Wordy, black door with me.
What do you got? Takes us to the kitchen and storage area.
All right, manager estimates three staff.
Room-by room evac, let's do it.
What about our audience here? Winnie, we're gonna need more Unis.
Copy that.
- What the hell? - Hey, hey, back off! Stay back! Back off! Back already! We need you to stay back! The building is being evacuated! - Stand back! - We've lost perimeter! Evac's been compromised.
Copy that, Sam.
On my way.
Shots fired! After shooter inside the building.
Go! Go! Boss, it's a mess in here.
You locate the shooter? Negative.
Anybody down? Cannot confirm.
Go! Clear out! Go! All right, come on, let's go! We've got a flash mob.
That party he twittered about- - Tweeted.
- 3 p.
m.
sharp.
Yeah, he staged this, calling out his fans.
I'm the one you're looking for.
Raise your hands now.
I'm Jamie Dee.
No, it's me.
I'm Jamie Dee.
I'm Jamie Dee.
I'm Jamie Dee! Right here.
I'm Jamie! I'm Jamie Dee! Let's move these people back.
Let's get 'em back! Let's go.
Come on! Get back! Get back! - Eddie.
- Boss, We need Unis here to seal the entrances! Copy that.
This isn't the kind of place he'd hold up; these aren't the people he targets.
It's a distraction to cover his exit.
Keep walking, honey.
Keep walking.
You're going all the way up.
Thanks.
Great.
You two, stay here.
Oh, we're gonna need that.
What? Your car.
So you're gonna step back, nice and easy, and it's all amazingly cool.
Get in.
Get in the car.
All units, southwest corner! Officer, talk to me.
What's going on? He had a hostage.
Sam, with me.
Let's go! Let's go! Winnie, put out an APB on that vehicle.
And note the subject has a female hostage.
We've got units converging.
Police cruiser Unbelievable.
This guy's a brat.
He's a parasite.
He thinks just 'cause he can work the charm, the world owes him a good time.
Reminds me of someone.
No injured.
So you're right about the diversion, although I don't get it.
Cops are a step behind him, and he drops by a hostel? The manager said he came in with some kind of package - an envelope.
Let's track it down, Wordy.
Boss, we've got the feds on visual link.
Agent Gilbride.
'Kay, I'll be right there.
So, you got my guy up there? We will soon.
Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it.
I thought I had him in Atlantic City, but I thought wrong.
Well, what can you tell us? Uh, 30 armed robberies in the last 18 months.
Targets mostly wealthy victims.
And you don't have an ID? No.
After 30 robberies.
I understand he's driving around in one of your police cars? What's your profile? He's smart, no fear, thinks of himself as a prince among thieves.
We think he comes from a wealthy background.
So, rich kid, turns his back on privilge.
He has no soft spot for the poor though.
He keeps everything he steals.
Any political message? No, no.
He's just winging it.
He's highly resourceful, adrenaline-junkie, uh, almost certainly a narcissist.
He doesn't care who he might get hurt.
He hasn't left a trail of bodies, yet, but we know he gets violent when he gets cornered.
So it's not just cowboy-style warning shots? >No, he was nearly apprehended three months ago by a security guard in D.
C.
Jamie Dee shot him.
The security guard nearly didn't make it.
It's a line he can't uncross and he knows that He's just gonna get more desperate.
Boss, we got a sighting on the cruiser.
Where're you going to go? Can't tell you - for your own safety.
Can't I come? Because I will help any way that I can.
Sweet of you - I already got someone in my life.
We're on Atlantic now.
The street dead-ends a few blocks away.
We have a visual.
Atlantic Avenue.
He's on foot.
I'm in pursuit.
I've got the hostage.
Are you okay? I'm fine.
You sure you're okay? Oh yeah.
Hold it right there! Right there! How is the hostage? She's unharmed.
Her name's Dana Mayweather.
So what were you doing at the hostel? I was just checking it out.
In case I needed a place to stay.
Can I see your phone please? Any messages you were exchanging will show up in the log.
Am I under arrest for being held hostage? Were you a hostage? What else would you call it? Accomplice.
Look.
I got the Tweet, and then I went to the hostel at 3 p.
m.
And then Jamie came running up the stairs- he came up from the basement? I don't know.
Whatever.
The point is, he picked me, out of everyone else, and then we went outside and we got in that cop car and made you guys look like idiots, as per usual.
- Where's he going now? - Don't know.
What was he doing in the hostel in the first place? He said the less I knew, the better.
Dana, this guy's not a hero, okay? He shot and nearly killed a man.
Did you know that? He's put your life at risk.
He chose me to help him escape; to help him get ready for the grand finale.
Grand finale.
Those were the words he used? Exact words.
There's going to be a grand finale, and then we're never gonna hear from him again.
Wordy.
That package Jamie Dee dropped off at the hostel - check the basement.
Use extreme caution.
Copy.
He's so out of your league.
Dana, you're under arrest.
I lost him.
Ed! He's livecasting, as in right now.
Hey! How y'all doing? What do you see? Uh, okay.
Alleyways, uh, garages, graffiti You wanna narrow that down for me? He just passed some skateboarders.
- Hold on.
- What happened to him? I don't know, it went down.
Okay, okay, we're back.
He's heading right towards a busy street, uh, they look like streetcar tracks.
Uh, it looks like King Street? Uh, Queen Street.
Definitely Queen Street, South side, going west.
I'm gonna run ahead and cut him off.
What's the cross-street? - Is that Beverley? - That's Beverley, yup.
Beverley Street, beverley Street.
I'm on Queen heading east.
He should be right in front of you.
Just past these people.
Police! Don't move! He's facing you! Police! Right there! I didn't steal it! Some guy just gave it to me! Team one, subject's still at large.
Dana's phone.
Thanks.
Spike, we got her phone.
What's your read, Sam? Ah, she's a kid with a fantasy crush - she's fallen for a hero image of Jamie.
Do you think she knows what this grand finale is? No.
Sounds like she's telling the truth.
Grand finale.
Kid's smart, he knows the noose is tightening.
This is where the cowboy gets reckless.
Boss, I can tell you where Jamie's been.
'Kay.
I made up a chart, based on the info the feds gave us.
Red are the robberies, known or suspected.
Looks like he was making his way down the eastern seaboard.
But last three months? Blue is him making his way back up.
Hitting different cities this time? Not exactly.
Purple is? Blue plus red.
Detours back to places where he committed robberies in the past.
And I compared fan sightings of Jamie with the actual itinerary of his crimes to weed out the false sightings.
And from there, some of those fans managed to grab photos.
And? Now, the fans are helping us by using cameras that covertly encode the photos with GPS tags.
We know where they were taken.
All right.
Get this information to Winnie, have her reach out to law enforcement.
Maybe something comes up.
He's texting Dana.
Are you serious? "R u all right? JD.
" He's gotta know that we've been questioning her by now.
He's testing us.
Talk to him.
I'm good.
Spike, can we use this to track his location? We could, but he seems to like borrowing cell phones and then using them as red herrings.
By the time we find this one It's gonna be hanging off another random stranger.
Can I see u again? She's not involved.
Leave her alone, cops.
Was worth a try.
We want to help.
What's, uh, rofl Roflmao? "Rolling on the floor laughing my ass off.
" All right, I get it.
Well, he cares about Dana.
He doesn't want her to be blamed.
Sound like a narcissist? Boss? Listen in.
I think we know why Jamie came to the hostel.
Found the envelope in Ms.
Alvarez' staff locker downstairs.
I had no idea it was there.
Five thousand dollars, and a note.
"Maria, thanks for being a friend.
JD.
" Maria, do you know Jamie Dee? The guy with the gun? He did this? He committed a robbery this morning, and drove all the way across town to give you the money.
Why would he do that? I have no idea.
I don't know this guy.
Okay, Maria, you recognize him? No.
Same guy, different looks.
Now, are you sure you don't recognize any of them? I'm telling you, I Wait.
Wait, that one That's Darcy.
I used to live in Vancouver.
There was a boy, he lived with the family down the street.
Lived with them? Foster parents.
I used to see him in the neighborhood.
Super-bright kid, fast learner.
I told him to come to my place if he ever needed help, so he came over a lot.
Wait a sec, needed help? But why? I I don't really know what went on.
I mean Darcy never said anything But? You see it in a kid, when they make up excuses, can't meet you in the eye.
Bruises.
Then, one day, Darcy just disappeared.
And you're sure that's him? Darcy Dunleavy.
I mean, he was younger, maybe thirteen, fourteen, but yeah.
Yeah, that's him.
Okay, thank you.
Darcy James Dunleavy.
Lost his parents in a car accident.
Lived in a series of foster homes till he was 15.
Then it looks like he just dropped off the map.
Can we access a photo? Yeah, I can pull one off the case-file.
According to the file, this kid's only seventeen.
Seventeen? He's just a kid.
Might've called this one wrong, Sam.
Jamie has 497,000 followers, but he only follows about a dozen people himself.
I backtracked the public chatter and there's bunch of times when he and one follower branch off into private direct messages.
"Sagex007.
" She sent pictures.
I found a cache of DM's between the two of them, starting six months ago.
So she started off as a fan? She caught his attention, and I'm guessing it's because she didn't act like a fan.
Everybody else is like, "Jamie, you're so great, you're so awesome," she writes: "Must be hard when no one knows who you really are.
Living like a shadow, always looking over your shoulder.
" "How do you know who you can trust?" "I don't know.
I can't trust.
The downside of a double life.
" And listen, this is what she sent him three days later.
Hey, Jamie.
Uh, hope you don't mind.
I'm calling this "outlaw.
" Anyway, uh, hope it doesn't suck.
living life like a shadow, as the loneliness sets in The next thing he writes is "Sage, you take my breath away.
" He told her everything.
His foster parents.
Looks like she's been there too.
Check out his one: "I'm scared at night.
Wish my bedroom had a lock.
" Sounds like she's being abused.
And he even told her about the night he shot the security guard.
Turns out it was a total accident; the guy jumped him.
We find her, we'll find him.
I'll track the IP server, find the address, get the info back to Winnie.
Are you guys seeing this? A new link just posted on his fan site.
I wanna thank everyone who helped me.
You guys are in my heart forever.
If all you cops are watching, I got something to say to you too.
I'm doin' you clowns a favor.
I'm hangin' up my hat.
But I got one last stand to make, and if anyone gets in my way, things are gonna get ugly.
Even uglier than the bastard I'm coming for.
You know who you are.
You're running out of time.
Hey, boss, that security guard shooting three months ago? We've got some intel from a detective in New Haven.
Apparently Jamie Dee got away, but he took a bad fall out a window.
All right Last week, a local cab driver named Armand Kohl went to the police.
Ed's got him on the line now.
All right, what can you tell us, Mr.
Kohl? Three months ago, I picked up a fare.
It was late, after midnight.
I could see he's been hurt - he's in some kind of trouble.
And you didn't report this? No.
I thought he's just a boy.
He was running away from somewhere, so I took him home.
To your house? When someone is in trouble, what do you do? You help them.
Watch the stairs.
Couch folds out.
I can bring you a blanket.
Why So you can phone the police? Why would I do that, huh? I can't do this anymore.
I can't I can't do this.
Then maybe it's time for you to go home.
Nope.
I don't got one of those.
To a friend then? no friends.
You must have a friend.
One friend.
Sage.
Two friends.
My name's Armand.
Darcy.
Next morning, he was gone.
But then last week, he turns up again, out of the blue, and he gives me an envelope.
It's full of money.
Five thousand dollars.
I say to him, "What's this?" He says, "Thank you.
" That's when I call the police.
Because this money, it's too much, and it isn't mine.
'Kay, he say anything else? He said: "You're not going to see me again.
" All right, thanks, Mr.
Kohl.
Thanks, Eddie.
So, years of being not wanted, he stumbles on kindness.
Repays all those people who helped him in the past.
Maria Alvarez, taxi driver.
Do you think that this is a suicide scenario? He's definitely clearing the slate.
Classic pattern.
But this last message was a threat.
There's someone else who deserves to die.
Boss, we've found Sage's IP address.
Registered to the house of a Stephen Cunningham.
A Stephen Cunningham or the Stephen Cunningham? Uh lost me, boss.
Spike, the millionaire who just bailed out the symphony.
Oh, right, that thing with the wooden instruments, plays songs from a thousand years ago.
I keep up with the arts.
I read that article.
He's buying the naming rights to the philharmonic.
And there it is.
Inaugural concert and press conference at Koerner Hall.
Starts in 15 minutes.
Over-privileged guy putting a spotlight on his own generosity? Sounds like a Jamie Dee target.
Jamie's going after Sage's father.
Team one, all hands.
We're going to Koerner Hall.
Anyway.
Uh Hope it doesn't suck.
Hello? Sage, it's me.
Hey you.
Hope you're packed; Show starts in ten.
So awesome.
Media's here, livecast is standing by, the whole world is gonna see the look on his face.
You sure you're okay with the bank account being mine? Can you picture me walking into a bank, handing over ID? Got a point there, pardner.
Sage The man will never touch you again, for as long as I live.
Winnie, what have you got on Cunningham? Aside from his career as a massively successful international banker? Something on the more personal side.
He's very protective of his personal life.
I had to get clearance to find out he lives with his second wife, Beth.
Two kids - and his daughter.
Sage.
Sage, six years old.
Six years old? Six years old? Winnie, are you sure? Yeah.
Anyway, uh Hope it doesn't suck.
Tell me what you Anyway uh Hope it doesn't suck.
Tell me what you thi Hope it doesn't suck.
Tell me suck.
.
Hope it doesn't suck.
Doesn't suck.
It doesn't suck.
Tell me what you - We missed it.
- What'd we miss? It was caught on mic at the end of Sage's song.
It was the sound of a car horn.
The pitch was too high.
And? There's a reason that the voice was husky.
It's voice transposition software.
You can adjust a pitch, you can mess with the age and gender.
Does it work on the phone in real-time? Yeah, I've even seen portable models for cell phones.
But those direct messages definitely originated in the Cunningham house.
Well, there's only one kid in that house who'd know how to do this.
I'm already on it, boss.
I'm on Kyle's website now.
Seems to be a lot of hate messages directed towards his stepfather Cunningham.
This kid's got some problems.
The car'll be pulling up out back by the stage door.
I packed my guitar.
Which you'll be teaching me, by the way, like you promised.
All I know is like G, C, and D.
I'll teach you everything I know.
We'll have all the time in the world.
Sage Yeah, pardner? Um Nothing.
I, uh I love you, I guess.
Hey, Kyle.
Right back at you.
See you very soon.
I don't get it.
A guy that smart How could he not have suspected something? Growing up, nobody wanted him Nowhere he belonged.
Maybe when you finally let somebody get close To trust someone Maybe you see what you wanna see.
And he's just seventeen.
Thanks for coming.
Always a pleasure.
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, and thank you so much for coming.
I wanna thank my team for making my dream of sponsoring this city's philharmonic a reality.
I am here today to fulfill my promise.
I don't get to cut a ribbon, but I do get to press a button The tune of $7,000,000 dollars.
Mr.
Cunningham! Yes? I'm sorry, who are you? It's your worst nightmare.
Ladies and gentlemen We are live.
He's doing it again.
He's livecasting.
Cameras face the floor, now.
Come on.
I'm running this show.
And I'm real shy about my face.
I said, now! Let's go! Don't worry, the world will be watching.
He's onstage right now.
You can see everything but his face.
Jules, you talk; Wordy, cover.
Sam, Sierra, take the catwalk.
We gotta wrap this up before the truth hits.
Hey, hey, hey.
It's your big day.
Don't move.
Your captain of industry, your community leader, Mr.
Do Good does bad.
He does really bad.
Sierra in position.
Kyle sees Jamie as an opportunity.
So he pretends to be a young woman, playing on Jamie's abusive past and lures him here to do what? Rescue the girl by killing the stepfather? Or is he just after his money? Folks, allow me to reintroduce you all to Mr.
Cunningham! Philanthropist, multi-millionaire, music lover Child abuser.
You listen to me.
Mr.
Cunningham? Never miss a good chance to shut up.
Partners, do I want the money of a violent man? A cruel, sick monster, who beats his daughter and threatens worse if she speaks? Child abuse.
That's how Kyle gained Jamie's sympathies.
My heart's not in this, but I got a job to do.
I don't know who you are or why you wanna do this, but that is not my- Don't even start! This is a stick-up.
Except I'm not taking wallets this time.
I'm gonna drain this man dry.
So this is how it's gonna work.
It's coming outta this account and it's gonna go into this account, and you, you are gonna enter your password Now! Then Sage and I are gonna ride into the sunset.
Sage? Lay one finger on my daughter! Beth, get Sage out of here! Get out of here now! Get Sage out of here now! Go! Sage?! Mrs.
Cunningham? That's not Sage.
Just go, go.
Darcy Dunleavy! I'm Jules Callaghan with the police Strategic Response Unit.
Jamie.
Don't stop now, you're so close.
Who the hell are you? Kyle, what the hell are you doing? Darcy, just lower your weapon, okay? And there'll be time to explain everything that's happening.
Just do it, just press the button.
Then you can do whatever you want - learn how to play the guitar, anything.
You're so close.
You You're Sage.
You Nothing's changed.
You son of a bitch! He's still a bastard! Sierra, standby.
Copy.
Turn those cameras off right now! - Shut 'em down.
- Turn 'em off! Darcy, look at me.
You're gonna let me go outta here.
Nice and slow.
We could do that, but think about it.
How long do you really wanna live on the run? As long as it takes! And when I go it's not gonna be like this.
So stand back and let me out of here or I swear to God I'll shoot this bastard! I swear I'll do it! Okay, Darcy, you know that we will not let you do that.
Then fine.
Blaze of glory.
I got no one.
No one and nothing, and I'm not going to jail! You have half a million people looking to you to be something amazing for them.
They're not people, they're followers.
They're people.
And they're young, and they're just like you and looking for something to hold onto.
They don't know me.
They don't know me.
Not yet.
Not unless you let them know who you really are.
I'm nothing.
I'm nothing.
Darcy, you're wrong.
I think that you're just- Darcy, look at me.
I think you're just discovering who you really are, and that is real.
And you have the power to inspire a lot of people - and that's real.
You made that happen and now it's you're responsibility.
who is not afraid to show who he really is.
And you are not a killer.
Darcy, you're not.
Prove it, please.
You're seventeen.
You're just a young offender.
Okay? You've got plenty of time.
I promise, it's okay.
It's okay, Darcy.
I think it's time you hang up your hat.
Turn around.
Come on, let's sit down.
Turn around.
You're piling up the lies and you're running down the stairs You're going to be all right, okay? I caught you by surprise I caught you in a lie yeah I'm climbing up the walls and I'm running down the hall you caught me by surprise I caught you in a lie, yeah Nat? No, you were right.
I'm gonna clear out and you can have your life back.
You're already in my life, okay? I've been an idiot.
I want you to stay with me.
Is this the part where I'm supposed to give you a hug? You can grab us a couple of beers.
Two weeks.
A month, tops.
Okay, but any longer, one of us is gonna need to learn how to cook.
Probably should anyway.
Never really had anyone to cook for.
So Jules.
Yeah.
Okay, look.
This is probably not my place - I mean, who am I to say this - but The way I see it, Sammy, you've got this woman and you've got this job and the sneaking around? It's not much of a five-year plan.
Do you hear what I'm saying? You You have one life.
What do you want? They're all gone ooh ooh