Major Crimes s16e13 Episode Script
By Any Means: Part 4
1 Previously on "Major Crimes" If this is Stroh, then why change his M.
O.
? I mean, this isn't an accident.
It's a murder.
PROVENZA: Jim Bechtel's daughter, Tammy, has flown in from Charlotte.
I expect her here any minute, and she should help.
We were only a serious part of his life for a few years, and that was decades ago.
- Did you ever see Phillip again? - No.
I've got a special assignment for you.
It could be a little risky.
Maybe Stroh is focused on all of his mother's joint checking accounts that were closed by Hunt Sanford.
We can get the money out but I need access to Hunt's business accounts You said you could hack anything.
I did not say that.
I told you I could grab individual computers - and wireless networks.
- Can you get me his schedule? He has an hour appointment at 9:00 a.
m.
tomorrow morning.
I need you to take this computer, access my mother's living trust.
Your money's out of the country.
PROVENZA: If I only get to do one thing while I'm in charge of Major Crimes, please let it be removing this bastard from the face of the Earth.
[ELEVATOR DINGS.]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
They've been dead less than an hour, and the wounds on the doctor will match up with the weapon used on your previous victim, Mr.
Bechtel.
So the same knife.
Or same brand.
The tear in Mr.
Sanford's chest Well, I can't measure it properly here, except to say it scares me to death and find the guy who did this right away.
That's the plan.
Sorry to bring you here on such a quick, uh No, I get it.
The enormity of the crisis is very clear.
No money on your victims and no car keys either, but I have Mr.
Sanford's phone.
Good luck.
Thank you, Doctor.
PAIGE: Lieutenant? The woman with the appointment before Sanford's said she held the door open for a man she described as "bearded, with a bag over his shoulder, holding a motorcycle helmet.
" Couldn't recall what he was wearing.
Do you want me to grab security video from along the street? Yes.
And take patrol officers to help you.
We need to double-time it! We are very close! But way, way, way too far behind.
My dad for all his success, he was a f-fairly simple guy.
He loved what he loved.
Me, his business, the sea, Gwen I-I don't get it.
What's the importance of this interview? Tammy Bechtel was not on the list of any of the people Phillip Stroh was searching for.
Yeah, I-I want to ask her a question about her father's estate, and she's not answering her cell.
W-Well, maybe she's still grieving.
Maybe you should take whatever question you have about her to the lieutenant and let him decide if he's I'm not playing detective, Gus.
Well, then then, what's the deal? Instead of letting Stroh scare me out of my mind, I am trying to think like him so I can determine what he's gonna do next.
- I wonder about that.
- Oh, my God! Wes! Why are you here? Because this place is no longer safe.
NOLAN: I drove up to San Jose and grabbed Ricky Rater's keys from the valet stand.
I need to send them back with an apology.
Then I rented a fake L.
A.
P.
D.
uniform from Western Costume, doctored it up to look real, and used it to pass by S.
I.
S.
Oh, my God, and the kid would've been dead.
Fritz, your people were supposed to have this covered.
Well, they had eyes out for Stroh, not a patrol officer.
But Nolan did prove that the condo isn't safe, which is what I asked him to do.
Thank you, Wes.
And, Chief Howard, would you please release the boy's security detail? From now on, where I go, they go, and I'm not leaving here until Stroh is dead.
No, wait, but he's not Look, I-I don't care what the sign said in the doctor's office.
Stroh is not coming after me.
You think if Stroh saw an opportunity to kill you, he wouldn't take it? I'm not his objective.
Well, I tend to agree with you.
Obviously, Stroh is after his mother's money.
But we still don't know where Stroh is or his accomplice.
Look, he may be using you as a decoy, but I agree with the lieutenant.
Both of you are safer with him until Stroh is either dead or in custody.
And now we might know how he's getting around the city unnoticed.
SANCHEZ: The drive falls inside the timeframe of our murders.
That's the best you can do on the plates? Sorry.
Unfortunately, Stroh wasn't driving down the street sideways.
SANCHEZ: Well, if this is Stroh, Chief, the motorcycle and the helmet could be useful.
The make and model are fairly common.
Neither the helmet or the color are that distinctive.
PROVENZA: But it would be great to release this photo to the press, along with mug shots of Stroh and the Interpol photo we have of Dylan Baxter.
We could start blowing up the fake tip line folder we created as bait and maybe convince the hacker to open it.
Excuse me one second, Buzz.
I just executed a back-end subroutine, meaning that the tip line folder is set to go live from my phone to the murder board monitor where it will make for a better bait.
What happens when Dylan opens the tip folder? We'll gum up his connections to the Internet while he nail down his exact physical location.
But he has to click on the folder.
Rule number one in cyber do not click on random attachments.
- Hackers can easily - It won't appear random, boss.
PAIGE: And once this Dylan creep finds he's at the center of an all-out manhunt, he could get very impulsive.
Or given how dangerous these guys are, Chief, maybe we should ask what's your alternative? Asked respectfully.
Phillip Stroh, who escaped custody almost three years ago, and the younger man who may or may not have an English accent, is a U.
K.
citizen with computer skills and a pattern of allegedly sexually abusing teenage girls.
This story is developing.
We will bring you Bastard.
[SIGHS.]
Come on.
Come on, come on.
[LAUGHS WEAKLY.]
All right.
Now I just have to get out of here before this asshole knows I have his money.
[LAUGHS.]
Um Oh, my God, I'm rich again.
- [ LINE RINGING.]
- Oh I can't believe it! Oh Hello? Ella, Ella.
I am about to make you the happiest woman on Earth, I swear.
[ STATIC.]
Elly, you there? - Ella? - Hello? Elly, I-it's me, it's Carl.
Did Did I get you at a bad time? ELLA: Yes, um Um, a very bad time.
Okay, I-I'm sorry, but but The money I told you about came through, so please just cancel all of your appointments I can't, Carl.
I can't.
Of course you can.
E-Ella, listen.
I'm rich.
And when we get Oh, my God.
Dylan.
Oh, my God.
I checked the Bitcoin log you created for me.
Very disappointed.
[PANTING.]
[ WHIMPERS.]
[BREATHES HEAVILY.]
Give a wave to Carl, Ella.
He's watching us through wireless cameras he had set up in your apartment months ago.
W-What do you think you're doing?! You let her go now or or I'll Or Or what? You're gonna call the police? I don't think so.
[WHIMPERING.]
Stand on this, please.
Hey, hey, hold on.
Hold on.
Ella didn't do anything, and and if you hurt her, I-I Do you really think I give a shit about this girl? [GASPING, WHIMPERING.]
Now, don't struggle.
You'll upend the stool.
The trick is stay balanced.
[ SIGHS.]
I thought you'd steal my money, and now I expect you to put it back.
This'll take time, okay? - I-I'll need to set up a whole new - [CELLPHONE CHIMES.]
I don't have time.
Neither does Ella.
You will transfer the money into a new Bitcoin wallet I made for myself.
I texted all the relevant information to your phone.
But I will need the entire $15 million and change.
Every penny.
But I I won't I need some of that money to get out of the country.
Please Have you seen the news? This manhunt is Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! I told you Ella was dead weight.
Exactly how dead is up to you.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[ CRYING.]
GUS: Don't worry.
As long as we're here, Stroh can't get to us.
Yeah, but we can't get to him either.
They will.
They'll catch him.
Catch him? No.
No, that That can't happen, because if Stroh gets arrested, then he goes to trial and I have to testify in open court.
Yeah, but but then he's in prison for life.
And meanwhile, the whole world gets to hear about what I was.
You mean homeless? Hungry? Abused? People won't see it that way, Gus.
Look, forget about me.
Look at all of these people that Stroh's killed, some of them while he was in jail.
If Stroh goes to prison, I spend the rest of my life jumping at my own shadow, and I can't live like that.
Hi, Ms.
Bechtel.
This is Rusty Beck again.
Uh, if you could give me a call back on this number, I'd appreciate it.
Thank you.
I just don't see what Tammy Bechtel had to do with any of this.
Stroh took a big risk in murdering her father.
Why? There has to be something that Stroh needed that only Mr.
Bechtel had.
It does sound like you really know Stroh.
Yeah.
And he knows me.
He knows me very well.
STROH: I don't want to use the word "whore," 'cause I know you think of Ella as your fiancée.
[GASPS.]
If you don't pick up the pace, well, I'm sure we can think of something to do.
I mean, Carl's taking so long.
It can't go any faster.
Just For Please just just let me keep $50,000, enough to escape? You hold back one penny and Ella dies.
[VOICE BREAKING.]
Please! Please, Carl I I love you.
Please.
[ CRYING.]
It's to your advantage helping us to escape.
I disagree, and I think I've done more escaping than you have.
[ CRYING.]
We have him.
I almost have the exact address.
I'll get my team ready to go.
No, no, no.
Uh, S.
O.
B.
follows behind.
I don't want our suspect damn it our our threat actors to hear us coming.
Major Crimes goes in first.
MASON: I think we need to combine forces here, Lieutenant.
If Stroh and this Dylan kid are in the middle of a neighborhood or near a school Okay, quietly.
Quietly.
We have to take our threat actors by surprise.
STROH: I have to get going, Dylan.
- Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
- [CRIES.]
The Bitcoin has been transferred to your digital wallet.
In In 15 seconds, refresh your [COMPUTER BEEPS.]
What? No, no, no, no, no, this can't be happening! What's going on? - There was a glitch.
- A glitch? What if I had a glitch? What if my foot just - [CRIES.]
- Hey! - [GUN COCKS.]
- Do you hear that? I have a gun, and if you hurt her, I'm gonna find you, and I'm gonna kill you myself.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[SNIFFS.]
2361 Ramsdell Glen.
We can handle this, Chief.
It's just one house.
One house that needs to be surrounded by S.
W.
A.
T.
and covered by the air.
Lieutenant, your team can make entry, but S.
W.
A.
T.
backs you up.
Chief Howard.
No one escapes.
Don't worry, Lieutenant.
We want the same thing.
Lieutenant, since your murder room is under observation still, don't send the whole of Major Crimes.
Um, sure.
Yes, sir.
Um, so, uh, Sanchez, Tao, Sykes, go get him and good luck.
I should go, too.
No, not on your life.
You stay here with me, second-in-command.
I'm gonna have to put a time limit on this, Dylan.
I am doing everything you want.
Just shut the hell up, you complete lunatic! [COMPUTER BEEPING.]
It's almost over.
MAN: All right, they're on the move, partner.
Hold off a little bit.
Air 14 to Patrol.
Are you receiving my feed? 14, roger.
All right, partner.
Hang tight.
Here we go.
Okay, moving in.
All right, officers, I got you out of the car making your movement up there to the front door.
We need officers to the rear.
Hurry to the rear, guys.
Give me some people in the rear.
Rooftops are clear.
Looking good.
[LOCK CLICKS.]
[COMPUTER BEEPS.]
There! There! It's yours, okay? Set her free.
Set her free.
Oh, you millennials.
Don't you think that's something you ought to do for yourself? Don't Hey, y-you have to help her.
- [CRIES, WHIMPERS.]
- You have to help her! You have to help her.
You have to help her! On 3.
Good luck, everyone.
1 2 3.
[ CRIES, WHIMPERING.]
L.
A.
P.
D.
You're surrounded.
Or the police can save her.
This might turn out better than I thought.
Lay face down with your hands behind your head.
[PANTING.]
He's dead.
Sorry, no one else at home.
Phillip Stroh.
Lieutenant Tao.
I take it Dylan's dead.
What the hell? Where is he? You'll know exactly where I am, Detective Sanchez, once you trace the phone that I'm using.
Oh, say hello to Ella.
[ CRYING.]
Help! Please! Yes, yes, that's enough.
They've heard "help me, help me" a thousand times.
Now, will you redeploy resources to save this useless hooker, or will you try to find me? 'Cause I'm leaving.
Tell Rusty I look forward to our time together.
Now you see me Pull the number off the phone.
What is this counting down to? TAO: I have no idea, but we only have an hour and 29 minutes to find out.
I think I saw Stroh leave, but this girl's whole apartment could be a trap, you know, set to blow up as soon as they open the door.
And Come over here, sir.
I need your body cam.
Bend over, bend over.
As you can see, this girl doesn't have very much time.
And she's priority one right now.
- Buzz.
- I have it.
Um the phone belongs to an Ella Stewart.
According to her provider, the address is 620 Ardmore in Hollywood, apartment #1.
If that's monitor's a countdown for an explosive device, it's well hidden.
Or the bomb's not here.
Here's the name and location of our lady in distress.
We should set up a roadblock around her apartment.
We might catch Stroh in the net.
Let's roll.
Not me.
I have to wait for Force Investigation Division.
Don't worry.
Um, I got plenty to keep me occupied.
PROVENZA: Air 14, redeploy to 620 Ardmore in Hollywood.
Roger that, sir.
All right, partner.
- Here we go.
- Okay, moving in.
Tao, about this countdown clock You know, I think it's rigged to what we call a dead man's switch.
I found some encrypted data on this computer that has directions where to send that data once this clock hits zero.
Destination? Uh, there are two.
One is the FBI and the other, I think, is Major Crimes.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
MAN: And I'm over top of you.
Your roofs behind you are clear.
You're clear to the rear, guys.
Any good ideas how to do this? Just let's be fast.
ELLA: [CRYING.]
Help! Please, somebody, please help! [CRYING, WHIMPERING.]
[CRYING.]
Help me! I got you.
We got you.
Help me! Don't let me fall! We got you.
We got you.
Please don't let me fall! Get it off me! We've breached.
The girl is safe.
Where is Phillip Stroh? Ma'am? Ma'am, did the man who did this to you say where he was going? [VOICE BREAKING.]
Um, he he, uh, was talking to Carl, um, b-but he called him Dylan, and and he said, um He He said Carl was dead! No, no, no.
He's fine.
Listen, listen.
He He sent us.
The man who did this to you, his name is Phillip Stroh.
Now, did you hear his conversation with Carl? Y-Yeah, they were they were a-arguing about a money transfer.
Right, okay.
And did Stroh say where he was going? No, but he had a helmet.
Wait, Ella, do you have a car? Yeah, a-a brand-new red Mustang parked right behind the building.
Where do you keep your keys? In In a In a wooden bowl on the dresser.
There's no keys.
13, 12, 11 Tao, do you think you might consider getting out of there? If I leave, F.
I.
D.
will take me away and the stuff here that we may need.
3, 2, 1 [ COMPUTER BEEPING.]
Holy crap! I was right.
The data is being sent.
Someone go to the murder board monitor.
Now.
Lieutenant, what are we looking for? Something on the home screen.
If you move the whiteboards out of the way, I think it'll be there.
Lieutenant? That's weird.
Should I? Go for it.
Hi, there, Los Angeles Police Department.
Uh, let's dispense with the small talk, shall we? In my humble opinion, your primal dislike of Phillip Stroh is leading you into making mistakes.
But if you're watching this video, I'm probably pretty irritated with him myself.
So I'm sending you a lot of information that might help you catch him.
Included in these files are details of Phillip's more recent crimes, information like how we met, why we're here, where we intend to go.
If I were you, I'd start with the folder marked "Travel.
" Here it is! Goodbye, and good luck.
[COMPUTER BEEPING.]
Oh, my gosh.
There's gigabytes of data here, all these different files.
"Miscellaneous," "Business," "Supplies," "Conversations.
" There, there.
"Travel.
" [COMPUTER BEEPS.]
It's a reservation for a private jet departing at 3:00 P.
M.
this afternoon.
That's less than two hours from now.
I am redeploying your team and S.
O.
B.
to that airport.
Surround it, lock it down, search it.
Yes, Chief Howard? Provenza.
Behind you.
Flynn, no, no, no, you're not going anywhere.
You want Stroh captured, or do you want this done by any means? Stroh throws down his weapon, puts his hands above his head, the autopsy will show that.
Who else are you sure will take that shot? I promised Sharon that I would do I am in charge of this division, and I say you stay here and help me coordinate Fire me! Ah, ah! Not one step.
You are here with me until the bitter end.
- They've almost got him.
- Have they? Or is he just spreading the police out as thin as he can? Hi, Ms.
Bechtel.
This is Rusty Beck again.
Sorry to keep bothering you.
If you could give me a call back on this number, it's concerning the murder of your father.
Sir, we have hundreds of officers searching the airport and surrounding areas and eyes all over his jet.
If he is here, then he is not getting away.
Putting you on speaker phone.
[CELLPHONE BEEPS.]
HOWARD: We located Ella's Mustang in the parking lot here.
Did you find anything from the data dump, Lieutenant? - Uh - Uh, I-it's hard to say, sir.
Use your words.
Well, there's so much here, sir.
Uh, financial info, travel info, uh, these large, bulk purchases on Amazon.
Bulk purchases? Yeah, mostly canned food, uh, lots of water, and a case of vodka.
- Go on.
- Well, the really weird thing is, this list from the "Miscellaneous" file, which looks exactly like the list of searches Phillip Stroh was doing online last year, except some of the names have been crossed off.
All our accidental deaths the suicide, the Gwen Bechtels, Gwendolyn Strohs, Gwendolyn different cities But some of the names have questions marks next to them.
Uh, William Putnam.
Yeah, Ms.
Bechtel.
Now, why would he write that with a question mark? Stroh found his mother.
Could Ms.
Bechtel be Stroh's stepsister Tammy, Jim Bechtel's daughter? Well, what interest would he have in her? She was married, but she kept her maiden name, so that would make her Ms.
Bechtel, right? And I've been calling her all day, and she hasn't been calling me back.
Mr.
Beck, when I want your opinion, I'll ask for it.
- Lieutenant? - Yes, right.
Tammy Bechtel is at her dad's other house in the marina settling up his affairs.
Um, we are calling her now.
BUZZ: Trying her cell.
- Any news? - Nothing so far, Chief, but if Stroh is here, he is not getting out.
Why would he be loading up with supplies if he's hopping on a jet? [WHISPERS.]
Nothing.
Chief Mason, could you spare a couple of officers to do a safety check where Tammy is staying? Lieutenant, take me off speaker.
Uh, yes? This is a manhunt, and I am out of personnel.
You get me something more concrete than "just to be on the safe side," and I'll send someone to Ms.
Bechtel's house.
Honestly, S.
O.
B.
should be in control of this operation from now on.
I'll keep you informed, Lieutenant.
Sir, I can drive over to the marina No, you cannot go anywhere without backup.
Now, it's the marina, but we think marina Where the hell do you think you're going?! I'm going to check on Tammy Bechtel.
No, you don't have a security detail anymore.
You leave this building and I can't answer for your safety.
I'm going, Lieutenant, with or without you.
- No Stop! - I'm going.
Get Stop him.
Stop him! Uh, just for a minute, Buzz, you're a reserve detective again.
Follow me.
Come on, let's go! Yes, sir! L.
A.
P.
D.
L.
A.
P.
D.
! Is anyone at home? [KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
L.
A.
P.
D.
! Okay, Buzz, time for you to get your Kicking In the Door badge.
That is the worst kicking open the door I have ever seen.
Well, next time, you can do it, sir.
Just clear the room.
Stay there.
Lieutenant? Well At least we have a reason now for kicking open the door.
Oh, damn.
Damn.
No, no, no, don't call it in yet.
- But the rules say - No, no.
We're gonna find this body after.
After what? Okay, Buzz, tell me.
Stroh couldn't see me coming, right? I-I mean, my cellphone was not hacked.
No.
W-Well, but he would have your number.
- You're in everyone's contacts.
- Right, right.
Okay, grab your camera, turn off your time codes, and start filming this place.
Yes, sir.
Lieutenant, what is it? Where are you going? I'm just going to see if Tammy Bechtel is around the marina somewhere.
Just take a look.
I'll be right back.
[GUN COCKS.]
[FLOORBOARDS CREAK.]
[CREAK.]
What are you doing? The lieutenant was just looking at that photo above the f the fireplace.
Oh, my God.
No, we were we were supposed to stay back.
Yeah, but I just got to go make sure that the lieutenant is okay, all right? - No, you can't - Don't worry so much.
You don't have to be with me every second, Gus, okay? [CELLPHONE RINGING.]
[RINGING CONTINUES.]
[FLOORBOARDS CREAK.]
I'm unarmed.
You shoot me in the back, you're a murderer.
That what you want? What I want is to spit on your grave.
But I don't like lines.
We should negotiate my surrender.
Technically, I'm a suspect.
We call them threat actors now.
Turn around, slowly.
Have you ever shot anyone in cold blood, Lieutenant? Where are the rest of your friends, by the way? No one else wants in on the kill? They'll be here soon enough.
I told you to turn around.
I worry that once we're face-to-face you'll shoot me.
You don't want to kill me with my hands above my head, do you? Not with so many other legal options at your disposal.
Damn you.
Why? Why did you have to throw down the knife? Okay, I'm I'm tossing these to you.
I want you to lean over and put them on while I call this in.
You sure? Once I lower my hands, you're not gonna shoot me? I'll shoot you if you don't and explain myself later.
Hurry.
Hurry, before I change my mind! If it's any comfort, Lieutenant, you're doing the right thing.
No! No! No.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Is he dead? God, you shot him five times.
What do you think? Of course he's dead! Thank God.
Thank God he had a weapon on him, otherwise it would've been murder! It was self-defense, Lieutenant.
He was going for his gun.
- Shut up! - I only shot him because Give me those and shut up! Shut up.
- I only I only shot - You didn't shoot anyone.
I shot him, do you understand? I shot Phillip Stroh.
Now, I want you to go to the dock and wait for me.
Go.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
You guys okay? Oh, uh I'm not sure.
I can't take it all in.
Yeah.
That's exactly what Brenda said.
Um, is the lieutenant gonna be in trouble or? Well, he shot a person to death, so F.
I.
D.
's gonna investigate him.
Considering he was alone with an armed psycho, it was justified.
You hear that? Justified.
So, uh, I guess when we're done here, I I go back to my own apartment No, not tonight, please.
I think that, um Could you Could you just wait till tomorrow? I'll stay forever, if that's what you want.
Charter pilot in Burbank said Stroh paid in advance, but this was definitely his plan "A" the whole time.
If you hadn't figured it out, would've been a hell of a lot worse.
Well tell that to Tammy Bechtel.
Uh, yeah.
Before we start the parade in your honor, sir, there's something that I'd like to say.
Even with the promotion, this wasn't an easy decision.
What we did here together, how we went about it, made me feel like I had a family.
And because of this family, I have a son.
SYKES: Are you really leaving, Julio? That's Lieutenant Sanchez to you, Sykes.
You won't have much occasion to wear these in C.
I.
, but congratulations.
Thank you, sir.
- Tao.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Attention! Order arms.
Return.
Well, I wouldn't get used to that big, fancy office, Lieutenant Sanchez.
TAO: Oh, he'll get used to it, all right.
Goodbye, everybody.
- Goodbye, kiddo.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
- See you later, all right? - Goodbye.
- You take care, okay? Keep your sessions with Dr.
Joe going.
You're gonna need them.
- Bye.
- Here's your boy.
Bye, Lieutenant.
Good luck, sir.
I'm glad that Force Investigation cleared you.
- Let's go, son.
- Take care, Julio.
- Bye, Marcus.
- Bye.
This desk, we're gonna keep for you, Julio, in case you change your mind.
Actually, if you don't mind, I'd like to have that desk.
Well, go right ahead.
He'll never know.
[LAUGHTER.]
I'll move the rest of my stuff in after my bereavement leave is finished.
MASON: Well, you're gonna need more personnel.
Are you sure you don't have any other changes to announce? Uh, right.
Buzz, you will have tomorrow off, uh, and the next 18 weeks to attend the Academy.
You will return here as a probationary detective.
What? So I don't ever have to listen to your stories about reserve training again.
[LAUGHTER.]
Thank you, Lieutenant.
Chief? And he's already closed his first deal, isn't that right, Louie? Yeah, uh, yeah.
I mean Yes.
- With whom? - Uh, it's me.
As soon as I pass the bar, I'll be spending my next five years as a lawyer in the D.
A.
's office prosecuting criminals.
Sharon would've been very proud.
Yeah I wonder.
All right, people.
Great job last week.
Let's get back on it.
Oh, wait, hold on.
Lieutenant, come on.
You have to say something.
That boosts morale, though.
Speech, speech, speech, speech! Don't encourage him too much.
Yes, short, short speech.
I got to get back to work.
Lieutenant, at the moment, you are something of a hero.
And a teacher, someone who never gives up on people.
FLYNN: Let's let him talk before we have to go back out on a murder case.
Yeah, yeah.
Death keeps us active.
Okay, Sykes, yeah.
I'll, uh, I'll say a little something.
Thank you.
We've been tested recently in ways great and small.
But we're working through our grief by putting the people that depend on us first.
No matter what happens, Major Crimes won't quit until we find the bad guys.
And that's how we'll keep doing things here.
This team Flynn Tao Buzz, Morales Sykes Nolan, Hobbs Cami Fritz and Chief Mason.
Oh, and I'll I'll include you, since you're standing right here.
We are part of the greatest police department in America, and with the people standing here I could go on doing this job forever.
O.
? I mean, this isn't an accident.
It's a murder.
PROVENZA: Jim Bechtel's daughter, Tammy, has flown in from Charlotte.
I expect her here any minute, and she should help.
We were only a serious part of his life for a few years, and that was decades ago.
- Did you ever see Phillip again? - No.
I've got a special assignment for you.
It could be a little risky.
Maybe Stroh is focused on all of his mother's joint checking accounts that were closed by Hunt Sanford.
We can get the money out but I need access to Hunt's business accounts You said you could hack anything.
I did not say that.
I told you I could grab individual computers - and wireless networks.
- Can you get me his schedule? He has an hour appointment at 9:00 a.
m.
tomorrow morning.
I need you to take this computer, access my mother's living trust.
Your money's out of the country.
PROVENZA: If I only get to do one thing while I'm in charge of Major Crimes, please let it be removing this bastard from the face of the Earth.
[ELEVATOR DINGS.]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
They've been dead less than an hour, and the wounds on the doctor will match up with the weapon used on your previous victim, Mr.
Bechtel.
So the same knife.
Or same brand.
The tear in Mr.
Sanford's chest Well, I can't measure it properly here, except to say it scares me to death and find the guy who did this right away.
That's the plan.
Sorry to bring you here on such a quick, uh No, I get it.
The enormity of the crisis is very clear.
No money on your victims and no car keys either, but I have Mr.
Sanford's phone.
Good luck.
Thank you, Doctor.
PAIGE: Lieutenant? The woman with the appointment before Sanford's said she held the door open for a man she described as "bearded, with a bag over his shoulder, holding a motorcycle helmet.
" Couldn't recall what he was wearing.
Do you want me to grab security video from along the street? Yes.
And take patrol officers to help you.
We need to double-time it! We are very close! But way, way, way too far behind.
My dad for all his success, he was a f-fairly simple guy.
He loved what he loved.
Me, his business, the sea, Gwen I-I don't get it.
What's the importance of this interview? Tammy Bechtel was not on the list of any of the people Phillip Stroh was searching for.
Yeah, I-I want to ask her a question about her father's estate, and she's not answering her cell.
W-Well, maybe she's still grieving.
Maybe you should take whatever question you have about her to the lieutenant and let him decide if he's I'm not playing detective, Gus.
Well, then then, what's the deal? Instead of letting Stroh scare me out of my mind, I am trying to think like him so I can determine what he's gonna do next.
- I wonder about that.
- Oh, my God! Wes! Why are you here? Because this place is no longer safe.
NOLAN: I drove up to San Jose and grabbed Ricky Rater's keys from the valet stand.
I need to send them back with an apology.
Then I rented a fake L.
A.
P.
D.
uniform from Western Costume, doctored it up to look real, and used it to pass by S.
I.
S.
Oh, my God, and the kid would've been dead.
Fritz, your people were supposed to have this covered.
Well, they had eyes out for Stroh, not a patrol officer.
But Nolan did prove that the condo isn't safe, which is what I asked him to do.
Thank you, Wes.
And, Chief Howard, would you please release the boy's security detail? From now on, where I go, they go, and I'm not leaving here until Stroh is dead.
No, wait, but he's not Look, I-I don't care what the sign said in the doctor's office.
Stroh is not coming after me.
You think if Stroh saw an opportunity to kill you, he wouldn't take it? I'm not his objective.
Well, I tend to agree with you.
Obviously, Stroh is after his mother's money.
But we still don't know where Stroh is or his accomplice.
Look, he may be using you as a decoy, but I agree with the lieutenant.
Both of you are safer with him until Stroh is either dead or in custody.
And now we might know how he's getting around the city unnoticed.
SANCHEZ: The drive falls inside the timeframe of our murders.
That's the best you can do on the plates? Sorry.
Unfortunately, Stroh wasn't driving down the street sideways.
SANCHEZ: Well, if this is Stroh, Chief, the motorcycle and the helmet could be useful.
The make and model are fairly common.
Neither the helmet or the color are that distinctive.
PROVENZA: But it would be great to release this photo to the press, along with mug shots of Stroh and the Interpol photo we have of Dylan Baxter.
We could start blowing up the fake tip line folder we created as bait and maybe convince the hacker to open it.
Excuse me one second, Buzz.
I just executed a back-end subroutine, meaning that the tip line folder is set to go live from my phone to the murder board monitor where it will make for a better bait.
What happens when Dylan opens the tip folder? We'll gum up his connections to the Internet while he nail down his exact physical location.
But he has to click on the folder.
Rule number one in cyber do not click on random attachments.
- Hackers can easily - It won't appear random, boss.
PAIGE: And once this Dylan creep finds he's at the center of an all-out manhunt, he could get very impulsive.
Or given how dangerous these guys are, Chief, maybe we should ask what's your alternative? Asked respectfully.
Phillip Stroh, who escaped custody almost three years ago, and the younger man who may or may not have an English accent, is a U.
K.
citizen with computer skills and a pattern of allegedly sexually abusing teenage girls.
This story is developing.
We will bring you Bastard.
[SIGHS.]
Come on.
Come on, come on.
[LAUGHS WEAKLY.]
All right.
Now I just have to get out of here before this asshole knows I have his money.
[LAUGHS.]
Um Oh, my God, I'm rich again.
- [ LINE RINGING.]
- Oh I can't believe it! Oh Hello? Ella, Ella.
I am about to make you the happiest woman on Earth, I swear.
[ STATIC.]
Elly, you there? - Ella? - Hello? Elly, I-it's me, it's Carl.
Did Did I get you at a bad time? ELLA: Yes, um Um, a very bad time.
Okay, I-I'm sorry, but but The money I told you about came through, so please just cancel all of your appointments I can't, Carl.
I can't.
Of course you can.
E-Ella, listen.
I'm rich.
And when we get Oh, my God.
Dylan.
Oh, my God.
I checked the Bitcoin log you created for me.
Very disappointed.
[PANTING.]
[ WHIMPERS.]
[BREATHES HEAVILY.]
Give a wave to Carl, Ella.
He's watching us through wireless cameras he had set up in your apartment months ago.
W-What do you think you're doing?! You let her go now or or I'll Or Or what? You're gonna call the police? I don't think so.
[WHIMPERING.]
Stand on this, please.
Hey, hey, hold on.
Hold on.
Ella didn't do anything, and and if you hurt her, I-I Do you really think I give a shit about this girl? [GASPING, WHIMPERING.]
Now, don't struggle.
You'll upend the stool.
The trick is stay balanced.
[ SIGHS.]
I thought you'd steal my money, and now I expect you to put it back.
This'll take time, okay? - I-I'll need to set up a whole new - [CELLPHONE CHIMES.]
I don't have time.
Neither does Ella.
You will transfer the money into a new Bitcoin wallet I made for myself.
I texted all the relevant information to your phone.
But I will need the entire $15 million and change.
Every penny.
But I I won't I need some of that money to get out of the country.
Please Have you seen the news? This manhunt is Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! I told you Ella was dead weight.
Exactly how dead is up to you.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[ CRYING.]
GUS: Don't worry.
As long as we're here, Stroh can't get to us.
Yeah, but we can't get to him either.
They will.
They'll catch him.
Catch him? No.
No, that That can't happen, because if Stroh gets arrested, then he goes to trial and I have to testify in open court.
Yeah, but but then he's in prison for life.
And meanwhile, the whole world gets to hear about what I was.
You mean homeless? Hungry? Abused? People won't see it that way, Gus.
Look, forget about me.
Look at all of these people that Stroh's killed, some of them while he was in jail.
If Stroh goes to prison, I spend the rest of my life jumping at my own shadow, and I can't live like that.
Hi, Ms.
Bechtel.
This is Rusty Beck again.
Uh, if you could give me a call back on this number, I'd appreciate it.
Thank you.
I just don't see what Tammy Bechtel had to do with any of this.
Stroh took a big risk in murdering her father.
Why? There has to be something that Stroh needed that only Mr.
Bechtel had.
It does sound like you really know Stroh.
Yeah.
And he knows me.
He knows me very well.
STROH: I don't want to use the word "whore," 'cause I know you think of Ella as your fiancée.
[GASPS.]
If you don't pick up the pace, well, I'm sure we can think of something to do.
I mean, Carl's taking so long.
It can't go any faster.
Just For Please just just let me keep $50,000, enough to escape? You hold back one penny and Ella dies.
[VOICE BREAKING.]
Please! Please, Carl I I love you.
Please.
[ CRYING.]
It's to your advantage helping us to escape.
I disagree, and I think I've done more escaping than you have.
[ CRYING.]
We have him.
I almost have the exact address.
I'll get my team ready to go.
No, no, no.
Uh, S.
O.
B.
follows behind.
I don't want our suspect damn it our our threat actors to hear us coming.
Major Crimes goes in first.
MASON: I think we need to combine forces here, Lieutenant.
If Stroh and this Dylan kid are in the middle of a neighborhood or near a school Okay, quietly.
Quietly.
We have to take our threat actors by surprise.
STROH: I have to get going, Dylan.
- Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
- [CRIES.]
The Bitcoin has been transferred to your digital wallet.
In In 15 seconds, refresh your [COMPUTER BEEPS.]
What? No, no, no, no, no, this can't be happening! What's going on? - There was a glitch.
- A glitch? What if I had a glitch? What if my foot just - [CRIES.]
- Hey! - [GUN COCKS.]
- Do you hear that? I have a gun, and if you hurt her, I'm gonna find you, and I'm gonna kill you myself.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[SNIFFS.]
2361 Ramsdell Glen.
We can handle this, Chief.
It's just one house.
One house that needs to be surrounded by S.
W.
A.
T.
and covered by the air.
Lieutenant, your team can make entry, but S.
W.
A.
T.
backs you up.
Chief Howard.
No one escapes.
Don't worry, Lieutenant.
We want the same thing.
Lieutenant, since your murder room is under observation still, don't send the whole of Major Crimes.
Um, sure.
Yes, sir.
Um, so, uh, Sanchez, Tao, Sykes, go get him and good luck.
I should go, too.
No, not on your life.
You stay here with me, second-in-command.
I'm gonna have to put a time limit on this, Dylan.
I am doing everything you want.
Just shut the hell up, you complete lunatic! [COMPUTER BEEPING.]
It's almost over.
MAN: All right, they're on the move, partner.
Hold off a little bit.
Air 14 to Patrol.
Are you receiving my feed? 14, roger.
All right, partner.
Hang tight.
Here we go.
Okay, moving in.
All right, officers, I got you out of the car making your movement up there to the front door.
We need officers to the rear.
Hurry to the rear, guys.
Give me some people in the rear.
Rooftops are clear.
Looking good.
[LOCK CLICKS.]
[COMPUTER BEEPS.]
There! There! It's yours, okay? Set her free.
Set her free.
Oh, you millennials.
Don't you think that's something you ought to do for yourself? Don't Hey, y-you have to help her.
- [CRIES, WHIMPERS.]
- You have to help her! You have to help her.
You have to help her! On 3.
Good luck, everyone.
1 2 3.
[ CRIES, WHIMPERING.]
L.
A.
P.
D.
You're surrounded.
Or the police can save her.
This might turn out better than I thought.
Lay face down with your hands behind your head.
[PANTING.]
He's dead.
Sorry, no one else at home.
Phillip Stroh.
Lieutenant Tao.
I take it Dylan's dead.
What the hell? Where is he? You'll know exactly where I am, Detective Sanchez, once you trace the phone that I'm using.
Oh, say hello to Ella.
[ CRYING.]
Help! Please! Yes, yes, that's enough.
They've heard "help me, help me" a thousand times.
Now, will you redeploy resources to save this useless hooker, or will you try to find me? 'Cause I'm leaving.
Tell Rusty I look forward to our time together.
Now you see me Pull the number off the phone.
What is this counting down to? TAO: I have no idea, but we only have an hour and 29 minutes to find out.
I think I saw Stroh leave, but this girl's whole apartment could be a trap, you know, set to blow up as soon as they open the door.
And Come over here, sir.
I need your body cam.
Bend over, bend over.
As you can see, this girl doesn't have very much time.
And she's priority one right now.
- Buzz.
- I have it.
Um the phone belongs to an Ella Stewart.
According to her provider, the address is 620 Ardmore in Hollywood, apartment #1.
If that's monitor's a countdown for an explosive device, it's well hidden.
Or the bomb's not here.
Here's the name and location of our lady in distress.
We should set up a roadblock around her apartment.
We might catch Stroh in the net.
Let's roll.
Not me.
I have to wait for Force Investigation Division.
Don't worry.
Um, I got plenty to keep me occupied.
PROVENZA: Air 14, redeploy to 620 Ardmore in Hollywood.
Roger that, sir.
All right, partner.
- Here we go.
- Okay, moving in.
Tao, about this countdown clock You know, I think it's rigged to what we call a dead man's switch.
I found some encrypted data on this computer that has directions where to send that data once this clock hits zero.
Destination? Uh, there are two.
One is the FBI and the other, I think, is Major Crimes.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
MAN: And I'm over top of you.
Your roofs behind you are clear.
You're clear to the rear, guys.
Any good ideas how to do this? Just let's be fast.
ELLA: [CRYING.]
Help! Please, somebody, please help! [CRYING, WHIMPERING.]
[CRYING.]
Help me! I got you.
We got you.
Help me! Don't let me fall! We got you.
We got you.
Please don't let me fall! Get it off me! We've breached.
The girl is safe.
Where is Phillip Stroh? Ma'am? Ma'am, did the man who did this to you say where he was going? [VOICE BREAKING.]
Um, he he, uh, was talking to Carl, um, b-but he called him Dylan, and and he said, um He He said Carl was dead! No, no, no.
He's fine.
Listen, listen.
He He sent us.
The man who did this to you, his name is Phillip Stroh.
Now, did you hear his conversation with Carl? Y-Yeah, they were they were a-arguing about a money transfer.
Right, okay.
And did Stroh say where he was going? No, but he had a helmet.
Wait, Ella, do you have a car? Yeah, a-a brand-new red Mustang parked right behind the building.
Where do you keep your keys? In In a In a wooden bowl on the dresser.
There's no keys.
13, 12, 11 Tao, do you think you might consider getting out of there? If I leave, F.
I.
D.
will take me away and the stuff here that we may need.
3, 2, 1 [ COMPUTER BEEPING.]
Holy crap! I was right.
The data is being sent.
Someone go to the murder board monitor.
Now.
Lieutenant, what are we looking for? Something on the home screen.
If you move the whiteboards out of the way, I think it'll be there.
Lieutenant? That's weird.
Should I? Go for it.
Hi, there, Los Angeles Police Department.
Uh, let's dispense with the small talk, shall we? In my humble opinion, your primal dislike of Phillip Stroh is leading you into making mistakes.
But if you're watching this video, I'm probably pretty irritated with him myself.
So I'm sending you a lot of information that might help you catch him.
Included in these files are details of Phillip's more recent crimes, information like how we met, why we're here, where we intend to go.
If I were you, I'd start with the folder marked "Travel.
" Here it is! Goodbye, and good luck.
[COMPUTER BEEPING.]
Oh, my gosh.
There's gigabytes of data here, all these different files.
"Miscellaneous," "Business," "Supplies," "Conversations.
" There, there.
"Travel.
" [COMPUTER BEEPS.]
It's a reservation for a private jet departing at 3:00 P.
M.
this afternoon.
That's less than two hours from now.
I am redeploying your team and S.
O.
B.
to that airport.
Surround it, lock it down, search it.
Yes, Chief Howard? Provenza.
Behind you.
Flynn, no, no, no, you're not going anywhere.
You want Stroh captured, or do you want this done by any means? Stroh throws down his weapon, puts his hands above his head, the autopsy will show that.
Who else are you sure will take that shot? I promised Sharon that I would do I am in charge of this division, and I say you stay here and help me coordinate Fire me! Ah, ah! Not one step.
You are here with me until the bitter end.
- They've almost got him.
- Have they? Or is he just spreading the police out as thin as he can? Hi, Ms.
Bechtel.
This is Rusty Beck again.
Sorry to keep bothering you.
If you could give me a call back on this number, it's concerning the murder of your father.
Sir, we have hundreds of officers searching the airport and surrounding areas and eyes all over his jet.
If he is here, then he is not getting away.
Putting you on speaker phone.
[CELLPHONE BEEPS.]
HOWARD: We located Ella's Mustang in the parking lot here.
Did you find anything from the data dump, Lieutenant? - Uh - Uh, I-it's hard to say, sir.
Use your words.
Well, there's so much here, sir.
Uh, financial info, travel info, uh, these large, bulk purchases on Amazon.
Bulk purchases? Yeah, mostly canned food, uh, lots of water, and a case of vodka.
- Go on.
- Well, the really weird thing is, this list from the "Miscellaneous" file, which looks exactly like the list of searches Phillip Stroh was doing online last year, except some of the names have been crossed off.
All our accidental deaths the suicide, the Gwen Bechtels, Gwendolyn Strohs, Gwendolyn different cities But some of the names have questions marks next to them.
Uh, William Putnam.
Yeah, Ms.
Bechtel.
Now, why would he write that with a question mark? Stroh found his mother.
Could Ms.
Bechtel be Stroh's stepsister Tammy, Jim Bechtel's daughter? Well, what interest would he have in her? She was married, but she kept her maiden name, so that would make her Ms.
Bechtel, right? And I've been calling her all day, and she hasn't been calling me back.
Mr.
Beck, when I want your opinion, I'll ask for it.
- Lieutenant? - Yes, right.
Tammy Bechtel is at her dad's other house in the marina settling up his affairs.
Um, we are calling her now.
BUZZ: Trying her cell.
- Any news? - Nothing so far, Chief, but if Stroh is here, he is not getting out.
Why would he be loading up with supplies if he's hopping on a jet? [WHISPERS.]
Nothing.
Chief Mason, could you spare a couple of officers to do a safety check where Tammy is staying? Lieutenant, take me off speaker.
Uh, yes? This is a manhunt, and I am out of personnel.
You get me something more concrete than "just to be on the safe side," and I'll send someone to Ms.
Bechtel's house.
Honestly, S.
O.
B.
should be in control of this operation from now on.
I'll keep you informed, Lieutenant.
Sir, I can drive over to the marina No, you cannot go anywhere without backup.
Now, it's the marina, but we think marina Where the hell do you think you're going?! I'm going to check on Tammy Bechtel.
No, you don't have a security detail anymore.
You leave this building and I can't answer for your safety.
I'm going, Lieutenant, with or without you.
- No Stop! - I'm going.
Get Stop him.
Stop him! Uh, just for a minute, Buzz, you're a reserve detective again.
Follow me.
Come on, let's go! Yes, sir! L.
A.
P.
D.
L.
A.
P.
D.
! Is anyone at home? [KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
L.
A.
P.
D.
! Okay, Buzz, time for you to get your Kicking In the Door badge.
That is the worst kicking open the door I have ever seen.
Well, next time, you can do it, sir.
Just clear the room.
Stay there.
Lieutenant? Well At least we have a reason now for kicking open the door.
Oh, damn.
Damn.
No, no, no, don't call it in yet.
- But the rules say - No, no.
We're gonna find this body after.
After what? Okay, Buzz, tell me.
Stroh couldn't see me coming, right? I-I mean, my cellphone was not hacked.
No.
W-Well, but he would have your number.
- You're in everyone's contacts.
- Right, right.
Okay, grab your camera, turn off your time codes, and start filming this place.
Yes, sir.
Lieutenant, what is it? Where are you going? I'm just going to see if Tammy Bechtel is around the marina somewhere.
Just take a look.
I'll be right back.
[GUN COCKS.]
[FLOORBOARDS CREAK.]
[CREAK.]
What are you doing? The lieutenant was just looking at that photo above the f the fireplace.
Oh, my God.
No, we were we were supposed to stay back.
Yeah, but I just got to go make sure that the lieutenant is okay, all right? - No, you can't - Don't worry so much.
You don't have to be with me every second, Gus, okay? [CELLPHONE RINGING.]
[RINGING CONTINUES.]
[FLOORBOARDS CREAK.]
I'm unarmed.
You shoot me in the back, you're a murderer.
That what you want? What I want is to spit on your grave.
But I don't like lines.
We should negotiate my surrender.
Technically, I'm a suspect.
We call them threat actors now.
Turn around, slowly.
Have you ever shot anyone in cold blood, Lieutenant? Where are the rest of your friends, by the way? No one else wants in on the kill? They'll be here soon enough.
I told you to turn around.
I worry that once we're face-to-face you'll shoot me.
You don't want to kill me with my hands above my head, do you? Not with so many other legal options at your disposal.
Damn you.
Why? Why did you have to throw down the knife? Okay, I'm I'm tossing these to you.
I want you to lean over and put them on while I call this in.
You sure? Once I lower my hands, you're not gonna shoot me? I'll shoot you if you don't and explain myself later.
Hurry.
Hurry, before I change my mind! If it's any comfort, Lieutenant, you're doing the right thing.
No! No! No.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Is he dead? God, you shot him five times.
What do you think? Of course he's dead! Thank God.
Thank God he had a weapon on him, otherwise it would've been murder! It was self-defense, Lieutenant.
He was going for his gun.
- Shut up! - I only shot him because Give me those and shut up! Shut up.
- I only I only shot - You didn't shoot anyone.
I shot him, do you understand? I shot Phillip Stroh.
Now, I want you to go to the dock and wait for me.
Go.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
You guys okay? Oh, uh I'm not sure.
I can't take it all in.
Yeah.
That's exactly what Brenda said.
Um, is the lieutenant gonna be in trouble or? Well, he shot a person to death, so F.
I.
D.
's gonna investigate him.
Considering he was alone with an armed psycho, it was justified.
You hear that? Justified.
So, uh, I guess when we're done here, I I go back to my own apartment No, not tonight, please.
I think that, um Could you Could you just wait till tomorrow? I'll stay forever, if that's what you want.
Charter pilot in Burbank said Stroh paid in advance, but this was definitely his plan "A" the whole time.
If you hadn't figured it out, would've been a hell of a lot worse.
Well tell that to Tammy Bechtel.
Uh, yeah.
Before we start the parade in your honor, sir, there's something that I'd like to say.
Even with the promotion, this wasn't an easy decision.
What we did here together, how we went about it, made me feel like I had a family.
And because of this family, I have a son.
SYKES: Are you really leaving, Julio? That's Lieutenant Sanchez to you, Sykes.
You won't have much occasion to wear these in C.
I.
, but congratulations.
Thank you, sir.
- Tao.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Attention! Order arms.
Return.
Well, I wouldn't get used to that big, fancy office, Lieutenant Sanchez.
TAO: Oh, he'll get used to it, all right.
Goodbye, everybody.
- Goodbye, kiddo.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
- See you later, all right? - Goodbye.
- You take care, okay? Keep your sessions with Dr.
Joe going.
You're gonna need them.
- Bye.
- Here's your boy.
Bye, Lieutenant.
Good luck, sir.
I'm glad that Force Investigation cleared you.
- Let's go, son.
- Take care, Julio.
- Bye, Marcus.
- Bye.
This desk, we're gonna keep for you, Julio, in case you change your mind.
Actually, if you don't mind, I'd like to have that desk.
Well, go right ahead.
He'll never know.
[LAUGHTER.]
I'll move the rest of my stuff in after my bereavement leave is finished.
MASON: Well, you're gonna need more personnel.
Are you sure you don't have any other changes to announce? Uh, right.
Buzz, you will have tomorrow off, uh, and the next 18 weeks to attend the Academy.
You will return here as a probationary detective.
What? So I don't ever have to listen to your stories about reserve training again.
[LAUGHTER.]
Thank you, Lieutenant.
Chief? And he's already closed his first deal, isn't that right, Louie? Yeah, uh, yeah.
I mean Yes.
- With whom? - Uh, it's me.
As soon as I pass the bar, I'll be spending my next five years as a lawyer in the D.
A.
's office prosecuting criminals.
Sharon would've been very proud.
Yeah I wonder.
All right, people.
Great job last week.
Let's get back on it.
Oh, wait, hold on.
Lieutenant, come on.
You have to say something.
That boosts morale, though.
Speech, speech, speech, speech! Don't encourage him too much.
Yes, short, short speech.
I got to get back to work.
Lieutenant, at the moment, you are something of a hero.
And a teacher, someone who never gives up on people.
FLYNN: Let's let him talk before we have to go back out on a murder case.
Yeah, yeah.
Death keeps us active.
Okay, Sykes, yeah.
I'll, uh, I'll say a little something.
Thank you.
We've been tested recently in ways great and small.
But we're working through our grief by putting the people that depend on us first.
No matter what happens, Major Crimes won't quit until we find the bad guys.
And that's how we'll keep doing things here.
This team Flynn Tao Buzz, Morales Sykes Nolan, Hobbs Cami Fritz and Chief Mason.
Oh, and I'll I'll include you, since you're standing right here.
We are part of the greatest police department in America, and with the people standing here I could go on doing this job forever.