Wisdom of the Crowd (2017) s01e11 Episode Script

1 - Previously on Wisdom of the Crowd - As soon as you had the offer from them you should have consulted with me.
I-It's about Mia.
It's not, it's not about you.
That much is bloody clear.
I was a pawn in a game.
I'm never gonna be okay with that.
Look at this.
- Jeffrey Tanner's trying to help you.
- Ma TANNER: The guy that paid Flaco to attack Carlos Ochoa we have video on him.
"If Carlos says anything about Mia Tanner, you need to take him out.
" You can believe in everything you see That don't bother me You can smile at everyone you see That don't worry me I just want to hold you - (COMPUTER CHIMES SOFTLY) - In my arms - (CHIMING CONTINUES) - Hold you in my arms If you could know all the hurt in me If you gave me all your love That would be enough If you gave me all your love - That would be enough - (KNOCKING QUIETLY) Mr.
Tanner? All your love - That would be enough - Mr.
Tanner? - What? - I'm sorry to bother you.
Um I'm user admin I mean, I'm Megan.
I work in user admin.
We just got a message from a user saying that he knows something about the guy in the video the one who went to the prison and I-it was marked as urgent.
I-I think Sara left I'm sorry.
I'm sure it can wait until tomorrow.
Put it up on my screen right now.
Right now.
Thank you.
(RINGING) Hey.
Anthony? ANTHONY: Oh.
Uh yeah, hang on a second.
Sorry, let me let me pull over.
- Yeah, it's Jeffrey Tanner here.
- ANTHONY: Wow, okay.
When they said somebody would be getting back to me, I didn't think that they meant you, personally.
What do you got for me? Okay, look, I could get in a lot of trouble if anybody found out about this.
This never happened.
We never spoke.
Scout's honor.
Okay.
The guy you're looking for the one from Vacaville Prison I know who he is.
You do.
Well do you know where he is? No, not exactly.
I work for ICE, processing deportations.
Today I open a file, and there's the guy you're looking for, staring back at me.
His name's Tomas Estrada.
Wait a minute.
Did-did you just say "deportations?" Yeah.
He was sent back to Guatemala a few weeks after he went to the prison.
You're-you're sure that this is him? 'Cause no one's been able to ID him.
Yeah.
Oh, actually, I've got a photo here.
Two, actually.
Yeah.
See, he used to look a lot different.
I think that's why nobody made the connection.
Somebody must have cleaned him up before he went to that prison.
ANTHONY: The other mugshot's from Hayward PD.
He had three felony priors for selling cocaine.
The most recent bust was at some bar out there called Alhambra's.
Alhambra's.
Okay, listen, Anthony, thank you.
Yeah, yeah, of course, any time.
Good luck.
Greatest.
Car chase.
Ever.
- Dude, seriously? - Yeah.
Have you seen French Connection? Okay, fine, it's a tie.
But Bullitt is an all-time classic San Francisco movie.
- Really? - Really! Vertigo is a classic San Francisco movie.
The Conversation is a classic San Francisco movie.
Bullitt? What is it even about, can you tell me? - (PHONE BUZZING) - Yes, I can.
The answer is Steve McQueen in a '68 Mustang GT.
- (PHONE BUZZING) - Look, I am objectively right about this, but I totally respect your right to be wrong.
- Uh-huh.
- (PHONE BUZZING) Dude, who is blowing you up? You got, like, 15 texts since we left the theater.
It's nothing.
Aw, ya got some booty calls? Shouldn't they be called "booty texts"? People don't really call for booty anymore.
I mean, I still call for booty, but no one ever picks up.
LIZZIE: Oh, my God What the hell happened here? LIZZIE: They went through everything.
Lizzie, I think we should go.
No, Tariq, these are all pictures of me.
Every single one of these is a picture of me.
Tariq, somebody has been following me for weeks.
This was last week.
Let me take you out of here.
We'll get you somewhere safe, we'll call the cops on the way.
Cops aren't going to do anything.
Do you see this place? What are they gonna do? I know one who will.
We've got a patrol unit at the scene.
Sweeping for prints, canvassing the area, but for now, we don't got much to go on.
So where does that leave us? CAVANAUGH: Something like this stalking and harassment it's usually someone the victim knows.
Angry ex, jealous lover that sort of thing.
Look, I don't want to put you on the spot, Ms.
Moore, but is there someone like that we should be looking at? I don't think so.
My last ex took a while to get over things, but I haven't heard from him in months.
So you can't think of who might have done this? Actually, there could be a lot of people.
Take a look at these messages.
"Your feminazi agenda "must be stopped.
You better pray I don't find you.
" "You're too ugly to rape.
Getting rid of you would be doing the world a favor.
" Oh, my God.
Why would anyone send these to you? I have a blog.
May I? It's about dating in the digital age.
I post the worst messages that men send on dating apps.
It's called "Bro Means No.
" What kind of messages? LIZZIE: Oh, requests for naked selfies, guys sending us photos of their junk.
Cursing us out because we won't go on dates with them.
- Stuff like that.
- TARIQ: I've seen some of it.
It's really disturbing.
And you think these death threats are because of your blog? Oh, no, I'm sure of it.
I always got disturbing comments, but then "a few" turned into "hundreds.
" And then I started getting e-mails and texts, too.
Why didn't you tell me any of this? I don't know.
I mean, why would I? Getting threats on a feminist blog is not new or shocking.
But texts and e-mails are.
It was all online, so it didn't feel real.
But this is It's okay.
CAVANAUGH: Well, we don't have much to go on, but I promise you, I'll do the best I can.
But honestly, this sounds more about an online stalking than a break-in.
Which means it's a case for Sophe.
Right.
I will get on this tonight.
- Thank you, Detective.
- (PHONE BEEPS OFF) Have you saved all of the threats you've received? I have a whole folder on my phone.
Good.
Send it to me.
You really think you can find who did this? Well, we're certainly going to try.
I'll find the IP addresses of the commenters.
No, Tariq, I think it's best if you be with your friend.
Do you have a safe place to stay tonight? Oh, I'll be fine.
You could stay at my place.
Oh, you mean your parents' place? Okay, I'm working on my own place.
- LIZZIE: Mmm.
- It's just a bit of a process.
For my mom.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER, THUNDER RUMBLES) (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY) Hey.
How's it going? You seen anything Uh Tomas Estrada? Haven't.
Okay, clearly haven't seen him.
Excuse me.
Uh No, it's it's fine.
(CLEARS THROAT) Excuse me.
Excuse me.
- Can I help you? - Yes, I hope so.
There's a guy that used to hang out here, Tomas Estrada? I got Maybe the name rings a bell? Think maybe you want to order a drink before you start asking for favors.
I'll order whatever you want, if you give me some information.
MAN: Cirillo.
I've got this.
What did Tomas do now? That's what I'm trying to figure out, man.
Is this? All right, but not in here.
Two many little birdies listening.
Thank you.
Thanks for taking the time to talk to me, man.
I really appreciate Tomas? Sorry, never heard of him.
And do yourself a favor.
Don't come back.
I don't know what's happening; it keeps freezing.
It's a new phone, as well, so it shouldn't be doing that.
I am sorry that I don't have anything more to offer.
If Tariq had given me some warning that we were having company Mom, I told you, her apartment lost power.
This wasn't, like, a planned thing.
He could have called.
This is perfect, Mrs.
Bakari, thank you so much.
And I'm sorry to put you out.
No, no, you are no trouble, Lizzie.
My darling son, on the other hand TARIQ: So good.
Uh, Tariq, can I talk to you for a moment? It's the printer.
It's not connecting to the Wi-Fi.
I just fixed that yesterday.
And the day before that.
Just have a look at it.
All right, what's wrong with it? Look, uh, you know your mother and I try to be cool.
(CHUCKLES) But you have to understand, if you bring your girlfriend home Dad, she's not my girlfriend.
How many times do we have to go over this? She's just a friend.
It's fine if she's your girlfriend.
You don't have to lie about it.
But you do have to sleep on the couch.
Okay, I'm not lying.
And, yes, either way, I will sleep on the couch.
Okay? Okay, good.
And it's really not working, by the way.
I'll fix it tomorrow.
The sheets on Tariq's bed are clean.
You'll be sleeping in his room tonight.
- (WALKIE-TALKIE BUZZ) - What was that? I don't know.
(OVERLAPPING SHOUTING) Hands! Show me your hands! Show me your hands! Get on the ground! Get on the ground! Down! We haven't done anything wrong.
Dad, you're not helping.
I just want him to explain why they're doing this to us.
I'll give you one guess.
Detective Cavanaugh.
We about done here? Roll up! Let's go! Thanks.
CAVANAUGH: Mr.
and Mrs.
Bakari, I apologize for the mistake.
I just don't understand.
What do they think we were doing? CAVANAUGH: They got a 911 call from someone saying they saw a "foreign-looking man"" wearing explosives, forcing a woman into the house.
So we were swatted? "Swatted"? What is swatted? It means somebody called in a fake crime so the SWAT team would come to our house.
But why us? Is this some kind of anti-Muslim thing? Sir, we can't say that, but we're looking into it.
LIZZIE: No, it's not.
It's-it's my fault.
I'm not staying here because my apartment lost power.
I'm staying here because I'm staying here because someone's been stalking me, and they broke into my place tonight, and apparently, they did this and I'm sorry.
I am so sorry.
Tariq, why would you lie to us? 'Cause I knew you'd freak out.
We would not "freak out.
" Mom, you freak out about everything I do.
Maybe if everything you did wasn't so worrisome, we wouldn't freak out.
LIZZIE: Look, I'm sorry that we lied.
It's my fault.
It's not Tariq's fault.
CAVANAUGH: No, the only person at fault here is the one that's doing this to you and we will find him.
Is it safe to stay here tonight? Yeah, but I'll keep a unit out front of your house just in case.
Try to get some sleep.
Hey.
Thank you.
I'm not even gonna say anything sarcastic.
That's how much I appreciate you right now.
Thanks.
But next time take off your shoes in the house.
Show some respect.
Can't somebody tell me What's going on around here? Oh, yeah Can't somebody tell me What's going on around here? We're closed.
You got some kind of death wish or something? You know, the thought has crossed my mind, but no, not at this exact moment.
Then you better go.
'Cause my boss is gonna be here any second and if he sees you, ain't gonna be your choice anymore.
Well, you know what, I'll take my chances 'cause my daughter was murdered last year, so your boss can do whatever he wants, it doesn't really matter to me.
You get me? What do you want? Tomas Estrada.
I think he has some information that could lead to my daughter's murderer.
Don't you have some kind of magic computer that can just do all of this for you? Yeah, I know who you are.
It's not magic.
It's just people.
And it led me here.
So I'm asking you, please Look, man, I barely knew the guy, okay? But I know he lived with his cousin over in San Leandro.
So how do I find this cousin? You don't, not unless he tells me he wants to be found.
Give me a number.
He'll call you if he has anything to say.
Oh, yeah (SIGHS) (CELL PHONE BUZZES) CAVANAUGH: Hey.
You guys have any luck here? Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Did not need to see this.
Not this early in the morning, not ever.
We have uploaded all the threats that Lizzie received and by analyzing the content and the time stamps, our users have made some very interesting discoveries.
Over the past four days, you've gotten 63, no, 64 messages saying, "Your an ugly bitch who should be dead.
" Oh, that's pure poetry.
JOSH: Thing is, they appear to be from 64 separate accounts, but they're all identical, down to the same misspelling of "you're.
" So it's like someone's been cutting and pasting? JOSH: Exactly.
So even though you've received thousands of threats, they may have only been generated by a handful of people.
Users are going through your blog trying to figure out if it's some of the men you've posted about.
Well, they can try, but I don't reveal anyone's identity.
The blog isn't about shaming individual men.
It's about showing how depressingly common misogyny is.
I get respecting their privacy, but if one of these guys is your stalker, we need to know who he is.
And I honestly wish I can tell you, but most of my posts are anonymous submissions.
I don't even know most of the men.
- (EVIDENCE ALERT BEEPING) - JOSH: Hey, you guys.
I think there might be another way.
Come here.
CAVANAUGH: So, wait a minute.
You were answering an ad? Yeah, online.
I take digital workforce jobs sometimes - to make a little extra cash.
- Digital what? Uh, it's an online crowdsourcing marketplace.
They're just, like, quick jobs that can be done sort of piecemeal by a bunch of people.
Okay, I get it, I get it.
Anyway, a-a few weeks ago, I saw this job posting for leaving comments on a blog.
Pretty standard stuff, so I applied.
But whoever it was wanted people to leave these really awful, threatening comments.
Obviously, I didn't go through with it.
But I guess other people did.
SARA: Do you remember the screen name of the person that posted the job? Yeah.
"Chaos756.
" That was his e-mail address, too.
Does that name mean anything to you? No, I don't think so.
Do you still have the e-mails he sent? Yeah, and the original post, too.
- I'll send them over.
- SARA: Thank you, Taylor.
- Hey.
- Tariq, stop.
- I said I'm fine.
- Don't be crazy.
Would you let somebody help you for once, please? I-I don't need any help.
What do you mean you don't need any help? People need help sometimes.
I need help.
- No, I don't.
I don't.
- Ah, I don't really need help.
- Hey, uh, Detective.
- Tariq.
Lizzie would like to go home and change, but I told her she shouldn't go back there - without some protection.
- And I told him - that you have done more than enough.
- And I told her that we are tax-paying citizens and you're just doing your job and she doesn't need to be a hero about this.
Okay, okay, okay.
I don't need the replay.
Come on.
Your place is on the way downtown.
It's better safe than sorry.
It's on the way downtown.
CAVANAUGH: You're coming, too.
ALEX (OVER PHONE): Solano County Hospital? What are you doing there? Carlos was bleeding internally.
They had to move him to county to have emergency surgery.
- Is he gonna be okay? - I don't know.
I just got here, but they said it's, like, a high-risk operation.
Jeffrey, why are you telling me this? Because you said that you were in and I look, if he doesn't make it, I don't want it to come as a complete shock to you.
Well, thank you for letting me know.
Was there something else? (SIGHS) No, that's it.
That's it.
All right, um, I'll talk to you soon.
Bye.
You were right to have me come here with you.
I know.
I think she doesn't want to believe this guy could really hurt her, but From the looks of this place he wants to hurt her.
(SLIGHT CLATTER) (SLIGHT CLATTER) (EXHALES) Come on, get it together, Lizzie.
Get it together.
(SLIGHT CLATTER) (LIZZIE SCREAMS) - Oh, my God.
- Lizzie.
Move.
Freeze! - Lizzie, tell them it's just me.
- Put your hands up.
- Turn around.
- Lizzie, please.
Put your hands on your head.
Come on, man, I know her.
Okay, help me out here, Corey.
If you and Lizzie broke up six months ago, and you you didn't do none of this, why we catch you lurking around the house outside? Because I wanted to know she was okay.
I saw her case on Sophe and I was worried about her.
I mean, fine.
We broke up.
But I still care about her.
And you thought snooping in her windows was the best way to show your concern? No, I just wanted to see if she was home.
So why didn't you just call her like a normal person? I did, but she wasn't picking up.
And her doorbell's broken or at least it used to be, so that's why I went around back.
You see how that sounds really creepy, right? Okay, all-all right.
Time-out, time-out.
Hey, oh TARIQ: You get that? Now you think something like this is gonna what? One second.
Get her in bed or something again? Okay, all right.
All right, come on, man.
Am I right? - You think this is, what? - CAVANAUGH: Hey, hey, hey.
Yo, Corey.
He's right.
It does sound creepy.
It was stupid to come here.
I know that.
But I would never hurt Lizzie.
Where were you last night between 6:00 and 10:00? I was at the Warriors game.
Can you prove it? Yeah.
I was there with some of my boys.
You could call them.
Or better yet, I have photos on my phone.
You got photos? (UNDER BREATH): Yeah.
COREY: You can check the time stamp.
I swear, I had nothing to do with this.
You really trust this Cavanaugh guy? Yeah, actually, I do.
How much does he know about you? What do you mean? I mean, last time I checked, you're not exactly the most law-abiding citizen.
Or did you stop hacking when you went to work for the man? You mean the man that's helping find your stalker? Which I appreciate.
I just don't want to see you get brainwashed working for the surveillance state.
- It's not like that.
- Okay.
Stay out of trouble, Corey.
TARIQ: What's up, dude? - Keep walking.
- Hey.
LIZZIE: Okay, I I got this.
Hey.
Hey.
You don't really think I had anything to do with this, do you? I don't know.
I mean, I don't want to think you did, but Well, look, if there's anything I can do, even if it's just somebody to talk to, I'm here.
I'm fine.
Okay.
Guess I'll see you around then.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING) Jeffrey.
Hey.
Hi.
Hi.
I didn't expect you to come down here.
I wasn't really expecting to be here.
How's it going? You know What happened? Occupational hazard.
- You work with computers.
- I know.
Yeah.
Um, do you know anything about Carlos, how he's doing, what's going on? Nothing yet.
He's, uh, he's been in there for about an hour, so it's a waiting game.
If he didn't do this, if he didn't kill Mia, and he dies because of this, I don't know Listen, you have nothing to feel guilty about.
Of course I do.
I sat in that courtroom thinking the most terrible things about that kid Because you thought that he did it.
And so did I.
And that's why I'm here.
Look, all we can hope for is that we get a chance to make this right, - (PHONE CHIMES) - that I-I'm sorry, I have to go.
What is Sorry.
Hey, this is it's about all of this.
It's about the guy who was paid to attack Carlos, okay? So I will explain it all later, trust me.
- If anything happens, call me.
- No.
Listen, if he Just let me know what happens.
Where are you going? (STAMMERING): Uh just be (SCOFFS) Can you help me, please? M-My son, Carlos Ochoa, was taken into emergency surgery.
Is he okay? You Tomas's cousin? (CHUCKLES) Well, that depends.
What do you want? Tomas went to Vacaville State Prison, told an inmate to take out the guy who was accused of killing my daughter.
All right? I just want to know why.
For money.
Why does anybody do anything? That's a nice watch.
I guess you know a thing or two about doing things for money.
You want this watch? You just tell me who paid him.
Sorry.
I can't help you with that.
I stayed out of Tomas's business.
I got something else you might want, though.
I've got a security camera on my place.
Check this out.
Somebody dropped three grand for Tomas on the doorstep.
You better believe I'm gonna pay attention to that.
Can I have this? Well, that depends.
You want the watch? No problem.
Some money? I got about I got about a grand here, - in cash.
I - Hey.
I don't want your cash or your watch.
That your ride? No, that's it's a loaner.
Mine's in the shop.
Do I look like I care? You got a charging station? I'll improvise.
- Got it.
- Pleasure doing business with you.
Okay, I got it.
The resolution's not very good.
No, I Listen, just post it anyway.
Maybe someone can make something of it.
And also, can you send me a car, please? I seem to have lost mine.
Um yeah, sure.
- Anything on Chaos756? - Users are submitting everything they can find about his online presence.
Whoever this guy is, he's a real gem.
Lot of sexist hot takes on movies, a couple of obnoxious restaurant reviews, and he mostly seems to hang out at basketball and MMA forums.
- Wait, go back.
- Which one? That one.
"Yet another San Fran establishment "ruining a burger with nasty organic ketchup "and a sprouted wheat roll.
"If I wanted to eat healthy, I wouldn't be "ordering a burger.
"Just give me Heinz "and a white bun.
Is that so hard?" What's up? I know this rant.
It's Corey.
(SIGHS) It's Corey.
Are you sure? - Word for word.
- So Corey is Chaos756 after all.
Okay, I'll call Cavanaugh.
(LINE RINGING) Corey! Open up! SFPD! (COMPUTER RINGS) Detective.
Did you find Corey? CAVANAUGH: Yeah, we found him.
He's dead.
God, it just keeps getting worse.
Last night I just had a stalker, and now Corey is dead maybe because of me.
No, none of this is on you.
Hey.
- Is that what I think it is? - Corey's laptop.
It's locked, but I figured you could find the way in.
Do you have a warrant? - Actually - I'm kidding.
I don't need one.
SARA: Do we have any leads? We're running ballistics and sweeping for prints, but nothing's come back so far.
I got Tariq doing his thing - on Corey's laptop.
- I did a quick search of Corey's browsing history.
It turns out he is indeed the mysterious Chaos756.
It was a secondary e-mail address.
And this is the last e-mail he received.
It's from somebody who calls himself DrChad89.
SARA: "Traitor"? So Corey was working with this DrChad89? That's what it looks like.
All right, let's get this DrChad89 up on Sophe and see if anyone recognizes his e-mail.
On it.
I'm guessing his name's not Chad and he's not really a doctor.
LIZZIE: So what, this guy saw Corey talking to me, and he decided to kill him? This is insane.
Well, yeah, this guy is clearly insane.
It's just that Here, look.
Corey replied to his e-mail, and he said if DrChad89 didn't leave you alone, he'd go back to the police and tell them everything.
What was "everything"? So glad you asked.
DrChad replied to one of Corey's digital workforce postings.
- The same one Taylor saw? - Exactly.
DrChad had something else on his mind, though.
See, sending threats wasn't enough for him he's the one who decided to bring it into the real world, and to stalk you, and to break into your apartment.
- And to swat your house.
- Exactly.
Corey played along at first, but after his run-in with Cavanaugh, - I guess he'd had enough.
- LIZZIE: I don't get it.
Why would Corey do all of this and then come to my place acting all concerned? - To play the hero.
- Because he's pathetic.
Look, all right.
Now, can you find out who this DrChad is - from his e-mail address? - No.
His account data's all fake, - and he used a VPN.
- All right, call me as soon as you find any ID on this guy.
- Will do.
- JOSH: Hey, guys? I think you're gonna want to see this.
- What is it? - The crowd's already submitting anything they can find on DrChad's online presence.
He spends most of his time on men's rights forums.
The old He-Man Woman Hater's Club.
"Only cucks let feminazis "dictate to them.
"Real men are the victims "of feminist culture.
"Just look at suicide rates "and homelessness rates.
It's time to take our power back.
" So he's some kind of misogynist zealot.
And thanks to Corey, all this rage is being pointed at you.
TANNER: What's going on, everyone? Look alive.
Megan.
Really good work last night.
That was a great tip.
Thank you, Mr.
Tanner.
I'm What's happening with the security footage? - You got a name? - JOSH: Uh, just a second.
The video's been viewed by about 5,000 users, but no one's recognized her yet.
We need it front and center, all right? That's what needs to be happening.
Well, we're kind of working - on a case now, too.
- That's great.
Let's use that, okay? We can use the security footage and just link it up and put it on every case page the more eyes, the better.
Yeah, but we Jeffrey? Jeffrey? I'm sorry, I was I've been a selfish jerk.
What happened to you? Believe it or not, I got into a bar fight.
Yeah.
But honest to God, you should see the other guy.
- Oh, well, I imagine he looks worse? - Oh, no, you should see him 'cause he's huge.
I think you'd be very impressed that I walked away - with just this.
- Don't you dare try and make me smile, Jeffrey Tanner.
I came in here to tell you that you are being a What did you just call yourself? A selfish jerk.
Yes, exactly.
You can't treat people this way, and you can't just disappear on us without telling us where you are.
We were worried about you.
We needed you.
Tariq needed you.
One of his best friends is in literal life-threatening danger - right now.
- I am glad that Sophe is helping, all right? But I have a lead now on something that could lead to Mia's killer, and that is why we built this.
And-and this will always be my priority.
Yes, you made that very clear when we broke up.
Sara, come on.
Th-That video is out there.
There's nothing else that you can do about it right now.
But there is a lot that you can do for Tariq.
(EVIDENCE ALERT BLARING) What the hell is this? SARA: "I know where you are.
Nobody can protect you "" - (TAPS SCREEN) - It's from him.
DrChad89.
The account was created ten minutes ago, but it's all fake account info.
Can you get into the metadata, figure out where it originates from? Oh.
Your face, it looks bad.
TARIQ (CHUCKLES): Ouch.
Whoa.
- TANNER: What's happening here? - JOSH: Oh.
Right.
These DrChad89 posts just keep coming.
I have reports of death threats and cyberstalking from 20 women and counting.
A lot of them are similar to Lizzie.
Break-ins, swatting, stalker photos but none of them can figure out who's behind the screen name.
So we're dealing with someone who knows what they're doing and knows how to stay hidden.
Which means that we need to figure out a way to draw him out.
TARIQ: What are you doing? - I'm leaving.
- Whoa, slow down.
No, you're not.
Yeah, I am.
I'm going to New York to stay with my sister until this is over.
- No, Lizzie, you can't.
- You don't get to tell me what - I can and can't do, Tariq.
- I'm not gonna tell you what to do, - but leaving now isn't safe.
- Oh, and staying here is? We tried this your way Corey's dead.
And if I stay here, I'm gonna get you killed, too.
- He's sending me pictures of us.
- Or you can get yourself killed if you leave.
You're n - you're not thinking straight.
- I'm not just gonna sit here and do nothing and hope that the cops can fix this.
You of all people should know that.
Sorry, but I don't.
What happened to the Tariq I knew? The one who hacked the Pentagon? The one who didn't trust cops? I guess he grew up.
And now, he's just trying to help you.
You know, when you say "grow up," it really sounds like "give up.
" Do you remember in sixth grade, the first time you tried to sit with me at lunch? You told me that I smelled funny, and then you refused to say another word to me.
Because back then, I was this shy kid with a funny accent, thick glasses, and a religion all our classmates were pretty much afraid of.
Zero grasp of American culture.
I spent four months in a new country, at a new school, being tormented.
Literally, no kid had said more than three words to me without it turning into ridicule.
So that day, when you randomly asked to sit with me, I thought it was some part of, like, a long con that would end up with me getting my ass kicked by the lockers.
I was so scared and angry that I couldn't see that you were just you were just a cool person trying to be my friend.
So I was a jerk to you.
And I think that's what's going on right now.
You have so much hate being thrown at you that you can't see that I'm I'm just trying to be your friend.
Well, uh that's a pretty obvious analogy.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY) (SIGHS) Does this mean you think I'm being a jerk to you? You're pretty good at it.
Sorry.
I'm just - Terrified.
- Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
That's why we're all here trying to help you.
So let's just talk to Cavanaugh and Tanner, and we'll come up with a plan.
(INDISTINCT P.
A.
ANNOUNCEMENT) Um, Mrs.
Ochoa? I got you a coffee.
Thought you could use one.
Would you mind if I sat next to you, or? You know, um the last time, uh, we saw each other, we were on opposite sides of a courtroom, and I was, um accusing your son of the worst possible crime.
And to be honest, I'm not sure what to think anymore.
I just wanted to say, um that I'm sorry.
I'm I'm so, so I'm so sorry.
(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE) (PHONE RINGING) Hey, Tariq.
Yes, I told you, I'm fine.
I'm just grabbing some stuff before I head to the airport.
Yes, I will text you as soon as I get there.
Bye.
(PHONE BEEPS) - Welcome home, you little whore.
- (SHOUTS) You think men are so pitiful? Let's see what you think when I give you what you deserve.
(GUN CLICKS) CAVANAUGH: Let her go.
And put your hands up.
You little bitch.
You're gonna want to take advantage of the right to remain silent.
Get on your knees.
10-25.
(BACKPACK CLATTERS) (SIREN WAILS) (PANTING) - Hey.
- Hey.
You okay? There was a moment, when I was driving over here, that I almost changed my mind and went straight to the airport.
I don't blame you.
That's the most scared I've ever been.
I was just in a police car.
Well, we both know I'm braver than you, so.
- Braver.
Okay.
- (CHUCKLES) CAVANAUGH: Hey.
We ran DrChad's ID.
His real name is Garrett Nash.
That ring a bell? Multiple complaints of harassment, stalking, a domestic charge.
All the warning signs.
But none of it ever stuck.
If these charges would have been taken seriously, none of this would have ever happened.
All the more reason to feel good about what you did tonight.
All right.
Hey, Lizzie.
Yeah.
You want to know what really happened? To the Tariq you knew? He didn't just grow up? He got busted by the Feds for hacking the Pentagon.
That thing you thought was so cool? (SIGHS) My parents had to take out a second mortgage on their house to pay the lawyers who kept me out of prison.
So I took this job so I can start paying them back.
At first, I thought it was just a way to use my skills without selling out, or whatever, but I'll be honest, I really like it.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY) I mean, we're doing something good, you know? I mean, I'm not exactly in a position to argue with that.
Wait, I'm right? Awesome.
- (CHUCKLES) - That's cool.
Hey.
You should come over to my parents' place tonight.
My mom felt super bad about last night, so she made this huge spread.
It's basically like an Indian buffet.
T-There's samosas and chickens.
Plus, you get the bonus of helping my dad with the Wi-Fi.
So much fun.
- Thank you.
- (CHUCKLES) I really do appreciate it, but I think I'm gonna go to New York.
See my sister, just get a change of scenery, get out of here for a minute.
You're coming back though, right? Well, somebody needs to sit with you at lunch.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY) - Tanner.
What are you doing here? - TANNER: Hey.
I was, uh, just in the neighborhood.
I mean, seriously, they have incredible burritos in this area.
Are you okay? Yeah.
Thank you.
- Sure.
- Thanks for your help.
Your idea worked.
Listen, it's the least I can do, I just wish I was there from the beginning, and I'm sorry about that.
You should go you should probably go see about that burrito.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
The search for the perfect burrito.
TARIQ: Right.
TANNER: Detective.
Good work tonight.
- Yeah.
A good team effort.
- Yeah.
So how you doing, chasing down that Estrada lead? - Anything? - No.
Nothing yet.
But, uh, we have that security footage of the person making that money drop.
No one's recognized her yet, so I was hoping that you could run her face through your database.
I mean, I'll try, but if Sophe can't find her, - I don't know how much better I can do.
- Yeah.
All right, that's me.
Well, send me the file, I'll see what I can do.
Okay, great.
Thank you.
- Have a good night.
- Yeah.
Hey.
Could you head over to Oakland, please? Thank you.
Uh Excuse me, I-I said we're going to Oakland, please, this is S What's go what's-what's going on here? Excuse me, this is my ride.
Mr.
Tanner.
Who are you? MAN: I'm the man you've been looking for.
I'm the man who paid Tomas Estrada to talk to Flaco.
And I arranged for the money drop on Tomas's porch, too.
The thing you have to realize, Mr.
Tanner, is that these people are nobodies.
And that's why I hired them.
But every time you put one of their faces online, I have to make them disappear.
And it's annoying.
Not to mention a terrible waste of human resources, huh? Well, guess what? I don't really care about your employee retention rate, all right? I'll be happy to take those faces down if you tell me who killed my daughter.
So how about you help me with that? Then we'll talk.
Believe it or not, I honestly wish I could.
But I don't have the answers you're looking for.
I don't ever know who hires me.
It's safer that way for everyone.
But what I do know is that you're looking at this from the wrong direction.
Well, what's the right direction? You should be starting from the top.
I'm not your enemy.
I'm just a man doing a job.
But my services don't come cheap, so you have to ask yourself what kind of a person would have the resources to hire someone like me? Whoever it is has deep pockets, just like you, Mr.
Tanner.
Why are you telling me this? Because I'm a father, too.
TANNER: What happens now? Now? Now you get out of my car.
Good night, Mr.
Tanner.
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