Transcribed and Corrected by Uncle Andy
Previously on Mr. Mercedes:
This will by my masterpiece.
It won't make us rich but it will reunite us.
Roseland Hills Community Center. It's his MO.
Let the police handle it.
He wasn't just killing people 2 years ago, he was mowing down hope.
I got a lot of concerned people, especially with this Edmund Mills Gala coming up.
He wants me. I'm his target. Let him come, I say, let him come.
Do we have a retired detective
compromising this investigation? We do not!
If anything, the retired detective was instrumental in breaking it.
This is who serviced our computer. What are you doing with the speakers?
I spoke to Josh about setting up a viewing station
so kids can watch shit while their parents shop.
You get the kids, you get the parents.
Same as selling ice cream.
We have some questions about an Olivia Trelawney.
What, do mean the Mercedes lady?
He ever take Service Calls in her home?
It's always Brady Hartsfield, she requested him.
The ice cream guy is your suspect?
Been hiding in plain sight ever since, right under my fucking nose.
Why are the polce looking for me? How did you get in here?
Are you going to make me ask you again? You're the Mercedes killer?
Step out of the vehicle immediately!
John, you better see this. Out! Everybody, out!
Go, Go! We gotta go now. Bill!
It's over, partner. We got him.
Maybe.
Oh, Danny Boy
The pipes, the pipes, they are callin'.
from glen to glen and down the mountainside
The summer's gone and all the roses are fallen
Tis you must go, tis you must go and I must bide.
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes, they are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.
The summer's gone and all the roses are falling,
It's you must go, It's you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
But come what may in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!
Perhaps. I'll take a Chipwich, right after.
Is that a Chipwich I hear, sir? Yeah, of course you did.
Mmm! Mmm!
Dee-lish! Oh, absolutely!
Hi, Daddy!
Hi, Mr. Hodges. Hey, Bill!
Hey, Mr. Hodges!
Your usual double fudge? Fatty!
Bill! Bill, let me have the gun.
Let me have it, come on. You go have some fun.
Go on, have some ice cream.
Daddy! Daddy! Go ahead.
Come push me on the swing.
Don't forget your fudge!
Ha ha! Allie! Whoo!
Faster!
Daddy! Allie!
Daddy, help! Allie!
Allie! Allie!
It's not your date.
Yeah, had to mow all my lawns today.
I'm speaking at this Gala thing tomorrow.
You look like Awful fucked Terrible
and you're what came out 9 months later.
Am I?
I haven't been sleepin' good.
Well, you got him.
He got himself.
He controlled it all, right up to the end.
No,
We were closing in on him and he knew it. We?
Yeah, we.
What a summer, man!
Yeah, I'm a get back to work.
Will you be needing it?
No, you go ahead.
You're gonna have to sit with it sooner or later, you know.
Sit with what? Your loss.
Help me on the move, Ida. Motion isn't release,
it's just motion.
The truth is, I need it right now.
If I stop, I'll drown.
When you're ready, then.
My mother...
I loved her
but she tried talking to me and I didn't want to be talked to.
Tonight, I told her what I'd done. I thought she's be proud.
Finally say I'd done something worthy. She said I was sick and repulsive,
that I should be hung by my neck for what I did.
So, now, she's gone. All gone,
just like the peas on my plate when I was a kid.
All gone. I miss her. I loved her. All gone.
My pretty, poor Mummy.
I'm like him, who left here without her. So...
I'm thinking...
time to go
and guess what...
I'm not sorry for hating you all. Not even a little.
You all walking around in your lead boots you like to call a conscience.
Well, I was born wearing none,
so I could soar high above you all and while you stuff your faces
and flick your remotes
and pray to a god you only half believe in.
It's all just a lie. The truth is blackness and the only thing that matters
is making a statement before you enter it.
Peeling back the skin of the earth and leaving a scar.
That's what history is: scar tissue.
Fuck it!
I'm Audi
I painted my masterpiece a couple of years ago
and I can't imagine how I could possibly top it.
What have any of you done to be remembered?
So,
goodnight.
Good fuck.
I hope you're all condemned to live your meaningless lives
over
and over
for fuckin' ever!
Thank you. For what?
Narrowing down the location of Hartsfield's home and his job,
working this case after we stopped. What were you two doing, again?
We were hung up on other cases. So, that's gonna be our story?
We missed catching the Mercedes killer because we were otherwise occupied?
It may not play well but it's the truth.
What if he planted other bombs behind?
Brady Hartsfield wasn't the type to just
slink away and kill himself, I'm tellin' you.
We're gonna send a Bomb Squad to you, clear your house and one to Edmund Mills.
Anywhere else a likely target?
There's a Career Night tomorrow.
Where? The Roseland Hotel.
He went after job seekers the first time.
You on the coworkers next? I want a Bomb Squad. We'll sweep those areas.
Bill,
your house is off limits for a while, so why don't you stick around
in an advisory capacity. You need to sign non-disclosure and release of
liability forms.You good with that? Grand.
Miss Linklatter?
Thanks for comin' in. How you doin'?
Fuckin' great.
No matter how small it may seem,
if anything occurs to you about Brady Hartsfield, you give us a call.
Hi.
Miss Linklatter, come with us, please.
It's Link-later. Oh, Josh...
We're having trouble locating your store manager, Anthony Frobisher.
It's his day off.
We sent someone by his house. No answer.
He goes to see his Dad. Yeah?
Yeah, on his days off, he always goes to visit his Dad in Bedford.
I've got Dave Frobisher
The only Frobisher that comes up in Bedford: Xavier, 69
lives on Myers Road. One son: Anthony.
Alright, right this way.
Some are calling him the Mercedes killer. I can't believe it.
2 bodies apparently have been found. Wow.
Police believe Brady has a strong connection to this.
Again, we're reporting live from Elm Street...
The Cash rack looks like shit
and stock from last week is still in the back room, not on the floor
and we open in 12 minutes!
Detective Dixon, please.
Come on, let's go.
We had no choice but to close, sir.
Yes, I am aware of declining sales but, sir,
you are aware that Brady Hart...
I understand but if there's a bomb, sir...
All clear.
It looks like we got the all clear.
Yes, yes, right away. Abso...
Where's Taylor? Dude, she fuckin' quit.
These are our personal cells.
24/7, we never close.
You did the right thing here.
You can't be too paranoid right now.
Sure.
Al... For real!
But...
Yeah, will do.
Ok, yeah, talk soon.
Coroner? Brady Hartsfield had no dentist.
Maybe his sole redeeming quality was good teeth.
The mother?
Her dentals match, yeah, but nothin' on the son.
Bomb Squad's cleared this house, at the Mills'.
The Roseland? Yeah, that was a bitch, I hear.
Look, nothing went boom today and all the likely targets are bomb-free.
That's somethin'.
Speak it!
Do you think he's dead?
Yes.
I do.
But... They found an egress:
Hidden door in the basement, tunnel connected.
So, he could have got out, anytime.
I don't know why
You want to impress Christgau
Ah, let that shit die
And find out the new goal
Kill yr idols
Sonic Death
It's the end of the world
Your confusion is sex
What's the word?
Nothing on DNA yet but the ME sai
the female looks to have been dead longer than the male.
It has to be significant if he can tell in the prelim stage.
And he said he's not finding of blunt force trauma to her corpse.
He's waiting on tox work.
Jesus, everybody's fuckin' waitin' on things!
Isn't this the 21st century?
What are you, a civilian? That shit takes time. As I was saying,
from the tox work, he suspects poison.
Something to do with the clench of the jaw, he said
You saw on the video, like he snapped.
You don't snap and then take the time to poison someone.
Yeah. Well, Mercurio,
the male did have blunt trauma to the back of the head.
But that's where a beam landed in the fire, so it could be that.
You comin' back? I'll be in.
There we go and umm...
just that. Thank you.
Thank you for shopping Supreme.
Hi, you've reached the Voice Mail of Anthony Frobisher.
Please leave a message. It's Josh, again! You're 2 hours late!
Hope you have a hell of a reason.
Oh, thank Christ you're here! Where's Robi?
I don't know. Can you watch the front?
No problem. I'm gonna run an errand!
Robi!
We're clear. Josh...
See anything out of the ordinary?
Only been here once.
No? Not that I can tell.
Let's sticker the door and get a forensic crew over.
Can't hurt. There was a rug here.
Was here. Three days ago.
I got one in the car.
What you got? Fuckin' crime scene's what we got.
Frobisher is 6', 6'1"?
That sounds right. How tall is Brady?
A little bit shorter. Maybe 5'8", 5'9"
Hey, Chris, it's Pete. You in the morgue or at your desk?
Great, um...
I need a height on a male corpse from Elm Street.
Yeah.
Got it. Thanks.
Corpse in Brady Hartsfield's bed was six feet one and a half inches.
and no one's seen Brady Hartsfield's coworker
since the night of the explosion.
I know it's crazy but... But it's not impossible either.
Fuck! That saves a life
He's stayin' under until he can make another statement,
bigger than the last one. You think the Gala?
Half the town will be there.
The other half will be at Career Night at the Roseland.
Last time, he did go after job seekers.
Edmund Mills is easier to secure.
Roseland is 300 rooms, an attached Convention Center,
entrances off that, the street, the garages.
River Ferry.
If I'm him, then I'm lookin' for a target
with the highest possibility of success.
It's the Roseland. Agreed.
Shit. Shit. Shit!
You two get back to the Station.
I want your laptop.
See if there's anything our guys can find in what he sent you.
Anything that might tip his hand.
I'll go get it.
I'll talk to the Mayor, see how he wants to proceed.
Kill yr idols
Sonic death
It's the end of the world
Your confusion is sex
Is there any tangible proof of this? No,
but if he's alive,
the Career Night at the Roseland would make for an obvious target.
The Gala would be the other.
People are already lined up at the Gala.
If I had one specific threat,
anything to justify cancelling it, I would.
Can't shut it down on conjecture, Brook.
And what about the Roseland?
Am I supposed to kick 300 guests to the curb?
Who's already through the gates?
Performers, vendors, some VIP's and people with special needs.
I'm gonna send a detachment to the Roseland and a small.
detail to the Gala. We're gonna be thin in those places.
I can beef up private security.
We need all the help we can get.
Here's a picture of Hartsfield. Make copies, pass it out.
It's the end of the world
Your confusion is sex
Hello?
Hey. Hockney said forget about the computer right now
and get over to the Roseland.
She needs good eyes helping with the security detail,
and you've seen Brady in the flesh.
They're not gonna evacuate?
Yeah, based on what?
How about the Gala?
HQ's betting on Roseland.
Yeah, all right. Uh, I'm heading over.
Just let them know I'm coming, will you?
Yeah, talk soon.
What is peace?
Is what you call peace the same peace as it is to me?
Nah. Peace to me feels like I'm chained
on a leash by the Devil himself,
who's standing there laughing at me
because, you see, as long as I don't know me,
he's winning, and I'll never be free.
Wherefore art thou, Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name,
or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
and I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Don't judge me, don't cast me out!
Hear me out! Show... me out.
Show me out of this void.
Bullshit.
Not going after any career night.
Here! Over here.
This is Jerome, leave it at the beeps.
Jerome, call me immediately!
Get you and your family out of Edmund Mills, now
This is Holly Gibney, leave me a message.
Fuck it!
Holly, this is Bill...
Call me as soon as you get this, willya?
I think he's goin' after people I care about.
If you're at Edmund Mills, will you please leave as soon as you can.
Fuck it!
Tess.
Count it up, please...
All right. Ticket?
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Just lift the blanket. Let me get a quick look here.
Oh, of course, of course.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Next.
Oh, I'm so glad we got to see this one.
I said get out!
Well, am I in danger right now?
Just go to your son's house!
Oh. He's kind of a bore.
For God's sake, Ida, be bored!
It's better than the alternative!
Oh. Is it, really?
For Christ's sake...
And how am I supposed to go anywhere?
You're in my car. Well, call a cab.
You're a great woman for giving advice.
Just take it, for once!
You guys got issued a picture.
There he is. I think he's here.
He's pretty dangerous. Keep your eye out, all right?
Got it.
Arms out.
Okay. Enjoy the show.
Good evening.
Well, if you're here tonight,
you're part of a very special group... donors.
We like money!
But, seriously, you are part of a special group.
You're donors to this... the Edmund Mills Art Center.
This is a testament to... to your excitement
about arts in our community,
arts in our school
at a time when it's not really important
to a lot of people.
But it is to us, and I thank...
I really thank each and every one of you.
It's a very important thing that you've done.
I celebrate you.
So good to see you here.
Wait. Hold on.
Thank you.
Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah, I'm grand.
Well, you... you look terrible.
I've been trying to call you.
Well, I... I shut my phone off.
Why?
Because I do not want to speak with my mother.
So don't answer her calls.
But that's rude.
You got to get out of here.
Wait. Why?
I think he's here.
Wait. He's alive?
I think he could be anywhere people I care about are.
But...
So you're implying I'm someone you care about?
In a paternalistic sense, yes. You've got to go, please.
Well, but if the feeling were mutual,
then why would I leave you?
For God's sake, will you go?!
Well, Jerome is about to speak in there.
Get him and his family out of here now!
O-Okay.
[Cheers and applause
I'm here tonight to introduce a very, very special young man.
And, by the way, if there's a 17-year-old in town
that could run against me and win...
it's this guy.
So I'm glad that you're going off to college, son.
He's the first in a generation to get into Harvard.
Yeah!
The first in five years
to be admitted into the National Honor Society.
Excuse me.
Brady?
Should've worn sunglasses.
Wait, wait!
Aah! Aah!
Aah!
Mr. Jerome Robinson.
Thank you, Mayor.
And... And thank you all
for supporting the Edmund Mills Art Center.
This is becoming the cornerstone
of the revitalization of downtown.
So thank you for being here,
and thank you for donating and joining us here.
Tonight you've seen incredible artists, musicians,
dancers, poets, painters... you name it.
Tonight, we're gonna watch
the Bridgton Middle School Choir perform.
So, ladies and gentlemen,
please give it up for the Bridgton Middle School Choir.
Yes.
Whoo!
Help me.
Help me!
Help me! Help me!
Somebody help me!
Help me!
Help me.
Call a medic, quickly!
Help!
All right.
It's Brady.
Here. H-Hold this to the wound.
It's... It's Brady.
It's Brady Hartsfield.
Please...
Where? Where is he?
He's in a wheelchair.
Please don't leave me here.
I don't want to die here!
You're not gonna die, all right?
Just hold this to stem the bleeding.
It's all gonna be fine.
You see which way he went?
Sir, I got this.
Wait. He's got... He shaved his head.
Ow.
He shaved his head.
He wh... He what?
Shaved his... Shaved his head?
Got a shaved head.
Just don't let him come back here.
Please don't let him come back here!
This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine.
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Everywhere I go, I'm gonna let it shine.
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Don't you try and blow it out. I'm gonna let it shine.
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
This little light of mine.
I'm gonna let it shine. Shine bright!
I'm gonna let it shine. Shine
I'm gonna let it shine. Shine bright!
I'm gonna let it shine.
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Jerome, I just saw Hodges. Yeah.
I just saw Hodges. He said that Brady's here.
You got to get everyone out of here.
Wait, wait. Slow down. What now?
I just saw Hodges. Get everyone out of here!
Go, go, go, go! You said Brady's here?
Yes, go.
Hey, guys, go this way. Everybody, out!
Get back.
Everybody, down!
Freeze!
Get down, get down! Get down!
Freeze!
This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine...
Mike Sturdivant? ...let it shine,.
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Everywhere I go, I'm gonna let it shine
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
responsible for the capture and arrest
of the infamous Mercedes killer
when they stepped in to stop him
from committing another atrocious act.
How long is the drive?
It's about 10 hours.
Oof.
Yeah.
So...
What you got going on today?
Well... I...
They're coming in for me in a few minutes.
Get me on my feet...
just a little walk up and down the corridor,
so that's really good.
Yeah.
Yeah? That is good.
Yep.
It's a long drive.
Yeah, it's a long drive.
Yeah.
Your future awaits.
Thanks, Bill.
Drive safe.
Yeah, I'll try.
And who by fire, who by water,
Who in the sunshine, who in the night time
and who by high ordeal, who by common trial
and who in your merry merry month of May,
Who by very slow decay,
and who shall I say is calling?
And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate,
and who in these realms of love, who by something blunt,
and who by avalanche, and who by powder,
and who for his greed, and who for his hunger,
and who shall I say is calling?
and who by brave assent, and who by accident,
and who in solitude, and who in this mirror
and who by his lady's command, and who by his own hand,
and who in mortal chains, who in power,
and who shall I say is calling?
And who shall I say
is calling?
and who by fire, and who by water,
This is it, Kermit William.
You're busting out of here in the A.M.
You shit me not?
I shit you not.
I'll take care of this, and I'll be back for those.
Thanks, Al.
and who in your merry merry month of May,
who by very slow decay,
And who shall I say is calling?
Can I pop in here a second?
Is the doctor in?
In with him now.
Okay. Thanks.
Thanks.
Hey.
You're leaving today, I hear.
That mean you're gonna stop coming in here to stare at him?
Unlikely.
The path leading up to the front of this hospital is brick.
Hunch down and stare at those bricks on your way out.
They'll communicate better than he will, Mr. Hodges.
He's gone.
Never coming back?
No.
His brain has the same electromagnetic level
as a AAA battery you left in a remote five years ago.
If I whack that remote enough,
I'll get the TV running, I promise you.
If somebody whacks him one more time, he'll die.
Care to take a coffee break, Doc?
Be like I was never here.
If he ever flatlines, I hope you have an alibi.
If he ever flatlines, I'll show up and cremate him myself.
You think I'm joking.
Sadly, I don't.
I'll just be a second here.
I know you're in there...
because hate hangs on...
and hate's all you had.
Could bring you back someday.
Sure as taxes and Christmas, though,
I'll be waiting...
and I'll finish it.
Nurse Farrell, you are needed in Pediatrics.
Outside there's a box car waiting
Outside the family stew
Out by the fire breathing
Outside we wait 'til face turns blue
I know the nervous walking
I know the dirty beard hangs
Out by the box car waiting
Take me away to nowhere plains
There is a wait so long
You'll never wait so long
Here comes your man
Big shake on the box car moving
Big shake to the land that's falling down
Is a wind makes a palm stop blowing A big, big stone fall and break my crown
There is a wait so long
You'll never wait so long
Here comes your man
There is a wait so long You'll never wait so long
Here comes your man