[lightly edgy music]
♪
- I wasn't sure if you were going to show up or not.
I almost gave up. - I almost didn't,
but I couldn't help myself. - [laughs]
I get it.
It feels wrong for guys like you.
Don't fight it.
I want to make you feel so good.
[slicing sound] Uhh--[gasping]
[choking]
[tense chords]
[indistinct chatter]
- See you, T.
- Hey. - Hey.
Church on a weekday. I'm impressed.
- Yeah, well, not exactly.
It's a memorial service for my father.
He passed a year ago today.
- Oh, I'm sor--I didn't know.
Are you okay?
- No, I'm good.
My mom passed two years before him,
so I kind of got this grief thing on lock.
- Okay, but you know if you ever need to talk...
- Oh, thanks, but I'm good.
I know talking about our personal lives
is not really our thing. - It isn't?
- No. - Oh, come on, since when?
- Since we met. - What? We talk.
We're talking--isn't that what we're doing right now?
- Sure.
[phone rings]
Oh, wait.
Oh, we just got a case.
Jubal wants us to head straight to crime scene.
[dog barks]
[overlapping chatter]
Um, I'll liaison with ERT if you want to get an update.
- I'm Sergeant Mitchell.
You the ones taking the handle on this?
- Affirmative. Agent Scola.
My partner over there is Agent Wallace.
What do you know so far? - Not much.
Witness who called it in is a nature photographer.
Thought he'd tripped over a fallen tree limb.
Called 911 when he realized it was a partially buried arm.
I've already taken his statement
which I can forward to you. - Any chance he's involved?
- No. Based on the composition of the dirt,
the body was buried sometime early this morning,
and he just flew in on assignment
from Nat Geo a few hours ago.
- No excess blood around the body or in the soil.
I think he was killed somewhere else.
- Gonna be honest here, we've never dealt with
something like this before.
- Any luck identifying the victim?
- No. I went through his pockets,
found a few condoms and some cash but no ID.
- Kay. Hopefully DNA and prints will give us some answers.
- Scola, you got to see this. - What do you got?
- Four more graves.
♪
- Dog alerted on all of them? - Yeah.
Looks like our killer's been putting in some serious work.
♪
- Take a good look, folks. DNA is in and our recently
discovered serial killer appears to have a type--
young, black, and homeless.
Most of these young men
had prior drug or prostitution charges
in and around the West Village.
All were stabbed in the neck.
None, and this saddens me to say--
had been reported missing by friends or relatives, so...
let's dig in extra hard, huh?
Since nobody else really seemed to care.
Go to work. - Do we have any
security footage we can scrub from the park or the roads?
- None to speak of yet.
- Hey, Jubal. - Yeah?
- I think we got something. This is from a nature cam
that was installed three days ago
to monitor animal crossings. Good news for us
is that it gives us a clear view of the road
less than a half mile from the burial site.
The only vehicle that was captured
was this blue cargo van with no plates.
Time stamp has it leaving the park early this morning.
- Can we get a facial rec hit on the driver?
- I've tried. Angle's bad.
- All right so blue cargo van, no plates.
That help anybody?
Well, we'll work with what we've got,
which admittedly is not a whole hell of a lot.
What can we ascertain about the guy's physical attributes?
Elise, you want to help me out?
- Based on the height of the van,
specs on the interior, estimate the seated subject
is about 5'10".
Hoodie is form-fitting.
The guy is obviously fit so he probably weighs
about 170 pounds. - Meaning he's probably
a lefty based on the dominant use
of that hand on the steering wheel.
- Somebody talk to me about the most recent victim,
Rob Holden. - 20 years old.
Born in Hazard, Kentucky. He's got three priors
for solicitation. Two in the West Village.
Reports indicate that he picked up his johns at local clubs.
- O--okay so we need to start pulling
security footage from bars in the West Village.
Ian, you want to-- - Sir?
Yeah. - Hey, do we know when
the first victim was killed?
- ME's office says it was about two weeks ago.
- So this guy is striking every few days.
Let's dig in and get this guy before he strikes again.
- NYPD seems to think they found
the killer's vehicle in Brooklyn.
- Any sign of the suspect? - Uh, negative.
They're sitting on it until ERT gets there.
- All right, you two, grab Maggie and OA.
Get some answers fast.
- Stolen three weeks ago over in Queens.
No security cams or witnesses to the theft.
- Okay, can you arrange for the owner of the vehicle
to come down, check the front, see if there's anything
in there that doesn't belong to him?
- Not a problem. Lot of blood in that van.
- All right, we need a thorough sweep of the van.
If there's a shred of DNA from our suspect in there,
we're counting on you guys to find it.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Okay, we'll take the east side of the block.
You guys want to canvass the west?
- Copy that. We'll radio you
if we find something. - Okay, we'll do the same.
- Excuse me. - You guys asking about
that van the cops were messing with down the street?
- Yeah, did you see anyone by it?
- Sure did. Saw a suspicious looking guy
climb out of the back of it when I opened up this morning.
Had a shovel and some other stuff in his hands.
Figured he was up to no good. - Did he get in a car,
or he walk off by foot? - He walked
straight into that warehouse at the far end of the block.
Been abandoned for years. Haven't seen him walk out,
so maybe he's still in there. You didn't hear that from me.
- Uh, thanks, but doesn't work that way.
We'll be back to chat after we check it out.
- Maybe we should wait for backup.
- Eh, we got this.
Radio Maggie, OA, have them meet us over there.
♪
[metallic clattering] [man, indistinct]
- You hear that? - Yeah. You go that way.
I got this.
- Yeah.
- There we go. - Easy, easy, easy, easy.
- FBI! Hands where I can see them.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa! - Let's go, on your stomachs.
On your stomachs now.
- Oh, easy, oh...
Okay, man, okay!
- [scream] - [groan]
[dramatic music]
♪
- Hey-- - Yeah, go, I got this.
[man panting, whimpering]
- Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa--
- Stop.
- Let go--up!
Put your hands behind your back.
Hands behind your back!
- Clean bill of health? - Yeah.
I mean, just a little sore.
My shoulder took most of the hit.
- Look, you were probably right.
Maybe we should've waited for backup.
- So those teens-- they were a couple of runaways.
What about the guy with the shovel?
- Currently homeless.
Just got out of jail two days ago.
Definitely not our guy. - Why was he in the van?
- Found it unlocked. Rifling through,
looking for stuff to sell. - Hey.
Just spoke to the owner of the stolen van.
The shovel isn't his.
- So we're gonna send it to the lab for analysis.
Hopefully we can get some prints or some DNA.
- Doesn't look that old. - Maybe the JOC can run down
where it's sold. We'll get lucky.
- Profile's starting to take shape.
- Killer's persistent if not sophisticated.
- Five bodies in 14 days?
He's got an itch that he can't scratch.
- The behavioral analysis unit thinks it's probably
somebody who's struggling with their own sexuality.
Maybe somebody new in the area who finds that kind of
open community exciting but triggering at the same time.
- And the method of killing-- stabbing in the neck
to watch them bleed out--that is all about anger and rage.
- Yeah, if he stays on pattern,
he's going to strike again soon.
We need to find this guy fast.
Kelly, where are we on the shovel?
- Uh, the only DNA recovered was from Agent Scola
and the homeless guy who punched him.
- Well, damn, suspect must've been wearing gloves
the entire time he handled it.
- But the dirt samples taken from it did match
the New York National Park soil.
- Okay, so the shovel is the killer's.
Where are we on its purchase?
- Lots of places in New York sell it.
We're putting together a list,
trying to narrow down time and date sold.
- Grab the corresponding security footage as well.
- Okay, good, so the shovel is a promising lead,
but let's--let's not rely on that alone
to dig us out of this hole. See what I did there?
It's called a pun.
[clears throat]
- I might have something.
Been scrubbing video footage from last night
around the Christopher Street area like you asked.
Building security cam footage shows the latest victim,
Rob Holden, leaving the club. - Eyes up.
- Now time stamp on that video is 3:45 in the morning.
- Okay, so to get from this club
to the New York National Park,
that takes an hour and 15 yeah?
- So shortly after this footage was shot, Rob was killed
and driven upstate in this blue van.
Do we have a facial ID on the bouncer he was talking to?
- Yup. Guy's name is Greg Robinson.
- All right.
- We don't have any security cameras.
I keep asking them to put some in,
but the boss thinks it's intrusive.
- Well, this man's name is Rob Holden.
He was killed last night
shortly after this video was taken.
- Wow, for real? - What did you two talk about?
- I can't remember.
It's like a circus at closing time,
like trying to herd cats out the door.
That is, if the cats were all drunk dudes
trying to hook up with each other.
- This was less than 24 hours ago.
- I'm trying to remember but...
I think he was just, uh, another party guy, you know?
Bouncing around, dancing, talking to 20 different dudes
at once looking to get a free vodka tonic.
You know what I mean? - What about a different guy?
Medium build, wearing a black hoodie,
driving a blue van at some point.
You remember somebody like that?
- Um, I want to help, I really do,
but I don't be looking at these dudes
and the clothes they be wearing.
You know what I'm saying? - Sure.
- Not that it's a big deal or anything.
One life, one love right?
- Okay, well, if you remember anything, just give us a call.
I'm gonna get Kelly to pull
the club's credit card records from last night.
- Yeah, especially since Holden would talk
to anybody who'd buy him a drink.
Guy definitely wanted us to know he was not gay.
- Yeah, that mindset is still prevalent in my community,
especially with the men. - Where you going?
- Oh, to the outreach center down the block.
- For what? - Well, my cousin works there.
He's a pastor. Might know something.
- Worth a shot.
- Yeah, I've seen a few of these guys before.
Never counseled any of them one on one, though.
Wish I had...maybe that would've changed their outcome.
- Come on, let's not do this again, okay?
These kids were targeted
because of one man's self-hatred
and not because they didn't have
enough Jesus in their lives.
- I know. I just wish I could've helped.
Find a way to get them out of this lifestyle, you know.
These guys are sellin' drugs, turning tricks, you name it--
just so they can get their next meal.
- Terrence, like I've always told you
you cannot save everybody. Okay?
- What about the people you have counseled?
Any whispers about anyone new
or dangerous in the neighborhood?
- There's always someone preying on these young men.
Most of them are runaways, out of work.
Makes them ripe for exploitation.
- These murders are pretty recent, so the person
we're looking for probably just showed up on the scene.
Guessing he's aggressive.
Probably hookin' up sexually with these young men...
before he kills them, that is.
- There's a guy named Isaac.
He extorts a lot of the homeless
making them pay for protection, using violence if they refuse.
As you can imagine, they're broke so...
- So they turn tricks.
- You know if anyone's ever reported him to the cops?
- These men don't trust the police.
Plus, this Isaac dude's pretty scary.
I've seen him a few times. He carries a knife on his belt.
He isn't shy about using it either.
- All right, what else do we know about Mr. Jones here?
Aside from the fact that he has a penchant
for cheap neck tattoos.
- Has a long history of robbery and assault.
Currently has an arrest warrant in the system
for the latest one. - Good.
Means you can drag his ass in for questioning
whether he likes it or not.
Do we have a last known address?
- He's got a small house in Brownsville.
67th and Foster, the rough part.
- The really rough part.
I made some arrests in that area back in the day.
- You never told me you worked that beat.
- You never asked.
- Well, since Tiff is apparently familiar
with the area, you want us to go pick Isaac up?
- Uh, you guys have already been
on the wrong side of a fight today.
- Yeah, Maggie and OA are still in the field.
They can handle it.
- Isaac Jones. - Yeah.
- FBI.
- Is everything all right?
- Just need to have a word with you.
[dramatic music]
♪
[whispering] - FBI, go, go.
- Hey, come on, man.
- You take left. I'll take right.
♪
- Hey.
♪
Are you good? - Yeah, thanks.
- What the hell are these?
- You know exactly what these are.
Their pictures of your victims.
- You think I killed these people?
You out of your damn mind.
- It doesn't matter what we think, Isaac.
It matters what we can prove.
- I'm not guilty, so how you gonna prove that?
- Right now the knife you tried to filet me with
is in the crime lab.
What are the odds that it is a match
to the murder weapon used to kill these men?
- Zero. I don't kill people.
I protect them. - You mean you extort them.
You shake them down for money or else.
Is this what happens to the people who don't pay you?
- Come on, I'm a businessman
just like every other security firm.
I offer my services for a fee.
If somebody don't need it, that's cool.
I got enough clients as it is.
Killers like this, putting dudes in the dirt,
it's good for business.
Then the other day there was this one guy,
they call him Crabtree-- he almost got grabbed up.
Got away and told all his friends.
Now they really trippin'. Gonna have to pay me double.
- What do you mean he almost got grabbed up?
By who? - I don't know, some guy.
Tried to throw him in the back of the van and he got away.
And like I said, business has been good ever since.
[buzzer] - Hey, guys.
Lab just called. Isaac's knife is not a match.
- So he's got more than one. - Yeah, likely.
But, uh, we scrubbed some building security footage
across the street from where he lives.
Found time-stamped video of him at his house
when Holden was killed, so he's not our killer.
- Well, it might not be a complete waste of time.
Isaac might've just given us a witness.
He said some guy named Crabtree
almost got abducted the other day.
- Really? Crab--Crabtree? - Street name.
- Right.
- Yeah I--I know the name. Sells dope, hustles older men.
Picks some pockets too.
Whatever it takes to make a buck.
- Don't suppose you know his full name?
- Um, no--not off the top of my head,
but I take pretty detailed notes
of all the people I counsel. I can check my files.
Uh, I tried putting him into programs,
but he just keeps going back to the life.
- Um, thanks so much for helping out, cuz.
We really appreciate it. - Yeah, of course.
- Take a lot of photos too.
Wow, you weren't kidding about these notes.
This is impressive.
- Please don't do that.
These people deserve their privacy.
There's a lot of personal information in here.
- I apologize.
- Crabtree's full name is on the back.
Please let him know I'm here to help if he wants it.
- All right, so Phillip Johnson, aka Crabtree,
how do we find this guy? What do we know?
- Uh, not much. No permanent address.
Hustler, runs at night. - Which means he fits
the profile of the other victims.
- He has six solicitation arrests too.
- But the last three were in a four block radius
of Christopher Street. - Okay, yeah.
Let's set up over there
and see if we can't find Mr. Crabtree.
- Is that him? - Yeah.
Hey, Crabtree, FBI.
We just want to ask you a few questions.
- What's going on? I--I didn't do nothing.
- You're not in trouble, okay, like she said,
we just have a few questions. - Okay. About what?
- Couple days ago, a guy in a van tried to grab you.
Is that true?
- Yeah. What about it? - What color was it?
- Blue.
- Can you tell us what he looked like?
- No. It was dark in the spot where he pulled up.
And he was wearing gloves
and a hoodie pulled low over his face.
- Did he try to talk to you? Like as a customer, a john?
Is that how he got close to you?
- No, it wasn't anything like that.
To be honest, I thought it was this preacher I know
from the church.
He drives a blue van just like that.
So I went over to say hey, but this dude jumped out
and tried to grab me.
- Was he medium build? Did you see a knife?
- Look, I don't know. - Well, come on.
You gotta remember something that can help us out.
- Look, hand to God, I swear I didn't--I didn't see no face.
I don't know how big he was, but he was Black for sure.
I saw a little bit of his arm when he tried to grab me.
[sirens wailing]
- Come on.
- FBI, what's going on?
- Busboy taking out the trash called it in.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Listen up--bad news is our killer has struck again,
which means he is not afraid of the cops.
In fact, the thrill of the kill seems to be
accelerating his activity. So let's revisit
what we know so far-- he is Black, medium build,
carries a knife, and used to drive a blue van.
- And we have his shovel. - Yep, and we have his shovel,
though we don't know who bought it or from where.
Not yet anyway. Any update, Elise?
- Not yet. I've got over 100 people
on video buying that exact shovel
from various stores throughout New York.
Knowing the suspect is Black is helpful.
I can narrow the search even more.
- Once you get facial rec hits on the buyers,
make sure you prioritize those
with a violent criminal history.
- No, no, no that's right. Look.
- Hi.
- What's up?
- So I just finished scrubbing some new security video
from a street cam down the block from Don John's.
Captures the club's side entrance.
- Did you get Holden talking to anybody?
- No, Holden was not in any of the footage
but Tiff's cousin, Terrence, was.
- The pastor?
- He was at Don John's
the night that Holden was murdered,
and it did not look like he was on official church business.
- Okay, that's weird that a pastor would party,
but it doesn't prove anything. - No, but it's more than that.
Think about it, okay? Terrence is familiar
with the type of victims this type of killer is targeting.
I saw his files. Lots of long lens shots
like he's stalking these guys. And he drives a light blue van
as part of the outreach.
- We already got the killer's van.
- I know, but it's the same type used by the church.
Could be the reason the victims got inside.
If Terrence is the killer, okay,
and I'm not saying that he is,
stealing the same type of van that he drives for the church,
that's a clever move.
- I mean it's possible but--
- It could just be a weird coincidence.
Look bottom line is that Terrence knew
that Holden was at Don John's the night that he was killed,
but Terrence never mentioned that he was there too.
- That is weird. Did you run it by Tiff?
- No.
I get it, okay? I know.
I just wanted to bounce it off you guys first
to make sure I'm even clear-eyed on this.
- What do you think? - It seems valid to me.
♪
- There's no way Terrence is involved in this.
I mean, I don't know why he was at that club
but--but I can talk to him about that.
- No. Not until we dig deeper.
- Jubal's pulling Terrence's phone's GPS
to see if he was at the park the night of Holden's murder.
- This is crazy.
Why the hell didn't you tell me about this first?
Look, I know my cousin.
He--he's a pastor for a reason.
He doesn't have a violent bone in his body.
- Hey I ju--just got the return on Terrence's phone records.
- And... - His phone is shut off
every night around 9 p.m.,
so there's no way to track him during the time of the murders.
- So what? That doesn't make him a killer.
- No, but it creates questions that we need answers to.
- Okay, fine. I'll get them for you.
- No. Let's have Maggie and OA bring him in for questioning.
- Bring him in? Is that really necessary?
- If he has an alibi we can confirm,
it's gonna be a short interview.
If not. we're gonna take a deeper dive into your cousin.
Listen, I know that neither of these scenarios
are ideal for you.
Which is exactly why you need to recuse yourself.
Stand down until we know more. Am I clear?
- Yes, ma'am.
No heads up, for real?
- Tiff, I just wanted to make sure that--
- We're trying to help you, Terrence.
But if you're telling us that nobody can confirm
your whereabouts at the times of the murders--
I mean, you're making our job a lot harder.
- [huffs] This is crazy.
I--I help people like this. I don't kill them.
Where's Tiff?
- Well you can talk to her in a bit,
but first we need to know about your cell phone.
- Okay. What about it?
- Um, why do you turn it off every night?
- I--I work outreach.
Most of the people that I deal with
are--are night owls, bipolar, or--or drug addicts.
They've lost their way.
You--you have to set boundaries with people like that.
So for peace of mind, and--and, you know,
time to study the scripture, I shut my phone off at night.
- Well, two nights ago there was a kid, Rob Holden,
who was seen outside a club, Don John's,
shortly before being killed.
- Yeah, yeah, I know. Tiff told me.
- Right. - Did you talk to him there?
- [laughs] What?
[laughing] No!
I wasn't there at the club. Why would I go there?
- Why lie to the FBI about that?
I mean, I know he's a preacher and all, but it's 2021.
Times have changed. - Not for everyone.
- So, um, for the record, you're saying this isn't you?
- No, that's--
That's not me.
I mean, sure, uh, same height, same build but--
Look, I--I was definitely not at that club.
[uneasy music]
♪
- Do you own a black hoodie?
- Yeah, and so do a thousand other New Yorkers.
Hey, do I need a lawyer?
[phone rings]
- What the hell is going on? Terrence wouldn't hurt a fly.
- I know, but there's some things he has to explain,
and once he does, he'll be free to leave.
- What things?
Why do they suspect my son of these murders?
- I can't go into detail on that, Unc. I'm sorry.
- I am family, Tiff.
What do you mean you can't go into detail?
- It's a criminal investigation.
I--I want to tell you everything, but I can't.
- This is your cousin we're talking about.
You grew up together, for Christ's sake.
This is insane. - I know but my hands are tied.
- I have seen the news.
They think it's a gay man killing those kids.
A gay man.
People gonna run their mouths, think that Terrence is like--
i-is like that. That he's a freak.
It'll ruin his reputation, all because of you.
And this damn job.
- All right, so we haven't been able to alibi out Terrence,
but we're holding him pending further investigation.
We need to search his apartment.
Look for a hoodie, the murder weapon,
trophies from the victims, anything that either
implicates this guy or proves his innocence.
- What about Tiff?
- I don't want her involved
in any evidence collection to play it safe.
- Okay, but we don't think that she's--
- No, I don't, but if we were to gather
some crucial piece of evidence and she was present,
the defense would leverage that.
- Good. Kay.
You okay? - Yeah.
I just feel bad. I didn't mean to--
I wasn't trying to go behind Tiff's back.
- Hey, Terrence lied about going to the club.
That's not on you.
[tense music]
♪
[buzz]
- Okay, there's no cameras recording us.
You can talk to me about any of this.
- Where have you been?
- I'm related to you. They won't let me be involved.
- Why? I didn't do anything wrong.
- You lied about being at that club.
- I wasn't there. - Terrence!
Okay, now I love you, but I can't help you
if you keep making bad choices.
And lying to me about this is the king of bad choices.
Now talk to me off the record if you have to
but just tell me the truth.
- O--okay I--I was there.
- Yeah, I know, but why did you lie about it?
- It's a gay club. I'm a Baptist pastor.
You do the math.
- So you're gay?
- I--I'm not sure.
Maybe.
- T, that's okay.
If--if that's who you are, that's how you feel,
there's absolutely nothing to be ashamed of here.
- I know but, uh--
Some people in the community, they--
- To hell with them.
Now look, I need you to tell me everything about that night.
I mean, is--is there anybody that can alibi you out?
Did--did you talk to somebody or go home with somebody?
- No, I didn't. I didn't.
And I don't want you tellin' any of your people my business.
I mean that. - Nobody here's gonna care, T.
- I don't give a damn about what they think.
I care about what goes in that report.
If it's documented, the church will find out,
and it will ruin everything that I've worked for.
So this needs to stay between you and me.
Promise me.
- If I can't go in the field, I can at least help out here.
Um, Elise, where are we at with the shovel?
- I've got it narrowed down to at least 12 potential suspects
but I still need to run
criminal histories on most of them.
- I know this guy.
Okay, I can't go into detail
but my cousin isn't good for these murders.
You're just gonna have to trust me on this.
The real killer is still out there,
and I think I know who he is.
The man buying a shovel in this photo is Greg Robinson.
He's a bouncer at Don John's and he was seen
talking to Holden just before he was murdered.
- All right, it's worth chasing but it still doesn't
alibi out your cousin-- at least not yet.
- Terrence is gay.
Or at least he suspects that he might be.
That's why he lied.
He was afraid that the church would find out
and fire him and he would lose everything.
- I understand, but suppressed sexuality
fits perfectly with our killer's profile.
- Hey, we ran Robinson's cell phone GPS.
He was near New York National Park
the night of Holden's murder.
- Near the park or at the park?
- Near. Cell phone tower coverage in that area
is spotty and no way to pinpoint the exact location.
- So all we have against him is circumstantial evidence.
- He was seen buying the same shovel that the killer used.
He's good for this. - OA's over at Don John's.
Greg Robinson's not on shift,
but his cell in pinging in that area.
- Because he's looking for his next victim.
- All right have OA stay there. See if Robinson circles back.
The rest of them can start a grid search on foot.
Wait not you.
Listen I want him to be the killer as much as you do,
but until we know for sure you need to step aside
and let the others handle this.
- Okay, phone's pinging into this building.
I think we should split up. Cover more ground.
I'm going to take the east side.
- All right, I'll go west.
[dramatic music]
Entering the back of the building now.
- The street's clear. I'm heading down the alley.
- Oh, easy. Up you go. - [wheezing]
- Hey, hey, hey, look at me, kid.
You're gonna be okay. I'm FBI, all right?
We got a man down in the west alley.
I need an ambulance to 8th and Hudson asap.
- Scola, I'm on my way.
- Hey, can you tell me who did this to you?
Which way he went?
♪
[man wheezing, gasping]
[gunshot]
- Suspect down. Roll a second ambulance.
- I'll cover.
- Hey, can you hear me? - [gasping]
- Just stay with me, okay?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, stay with me.
Come on. - [gagging]
[exhales]
- He's dead.
You went into the field
after I specifically ordered you not to.
- I know and I'm sorry.
Whatever punishment you decide upon, I won't contest it.
- Scola also told me how you saved his life out there.
Which is why I don't think this needs to be
anything more than a verbal reprimand.
- Thank you. I really appreciate that.
- Have a seat.
Unfortunately, when it comes to your cousin,
I cannot offer him the same leniency.
- What do you mean? - The ADIC has weighed in.
She says there has to be consequences
for people who lie to the FBI.
- I only held back because I was afraid.
I didn't want to-- - I know.
I get it.
But your lies prevented us from doing our job.
Terrence, if you had told the truth...
that last victim, he'd be alive right now.
Two people were killed tonight, T, you get that, right?
I just wish you had told me.
I wish you would've been honest from the beginning because...
lying to an agent-- that's a felony.
And now my hands are tied.
[buzz]
I'm sorry.
- Tiff--
- Can you just, uh, please.
- Tiff.
- You got to stand up, T.
Hands behind your back.
You going to be all right, T. All right?
Okay?
I'll be with you every step of the way.
Just like always.
All right?
- [sighs]
- I know that you're upset.
But I was just trying to protect you.
- You know, if you would've come to me first--
if you would've told me what you were thinking,
I could've gone in there and gotten answers
before Terrence had a chance to lie to Maggie and OA.
- You were too close to it. If Terrence had been the killer
you could've said something or done something.
I just wanted to keep you out of it, Tiff.
'Til we knew for sure what was going on.
- You know, if you really knew me...
I mean, as a person...
you'd know I'd never do anything to compromise a case.
Even if family was involved.
And that's the real problem with this partnership
is that we don't talk.
Like real talk.
You can't expect me to reveal things about my life
when you stay so damn buttoned up all the time
just to project this idiotic of quiet toughness.
- You're right.
Maybe it is time...
to have some real conversations.
Not just small talk.
- I'm down for that.
[wolf howls]