What the hell was that? Let's go.
Angela, you're bleeding.
I'll be fine. Wait, were you shot?
Come on. I got to get you to the hospital.
No hospitals.
I got you, I got you, I got you.
Okay. You got it?
Where are we going? Angela.
Angela!
Shit.
Hey, I need help.
Over here.
Damn.
What the hell was that?
I said no hospitals.
What kind of shortcut is this? I thought you knew LA.
I do know LA.
But this, my friend, is Goleta.
What, are you gonna go help her out of the way?
Hell no.
I am not gonna go near it.
Look, we got to go.
St. Croix Academy is the only lead in Jen's case.
Well, according to this,
cows can stay in one place for up to 14 hours.
Oh, no.
No, come on.
We have been at this for a half an hour.
And, yes, we are out of snacks.
Damn, slow down.
What? You're replying way too fast.
It's just texting. No.
The ten-second text reply,
that's, like, giddy and cutesy.
It's very teenage texter.
Oh, my God. You got some last night, didn't you?
What? No.
Why is your mind always in the gutter, thinking the worst?
No, I didn't. Ah.
Well, I-I know how it starts.
Yeah. "Hey, let's have a glass of wine,
"and want to play a little Monopoly?"
Next thing you know,
you're spread out all over Marvin Gardens
and he's all up in your Community Chest.
First of all, you ruined Monopoly for me.
Second of all, why is your mind always in the gutter? Hmm?
We just talked.
You'd have been better off boning.
Why is that?
You would have had a lot more fun.
Facts. Curious.
What's your cover story?
Wha... Why? Why do I need a cover story?
Okay, picture this: you and Luca,
you're at the bar, you're having a drink,
and one of Patrick's campaign staffers spots you.
What you gonna say? Hmm?
I'm gonna say, "This is Luca,
"my drinking buddy, uh, random campaign staffer."
Okay, Baines says to try loud music.
Why?
I guess it stresses them out. They hate it.
Oh, wait, no, no, no. No, no.
Nobody told you to touch my radio.
And-and I'm sorry, no. Country music? No.
No, no, no. What? It's a cow. Cows like country music.
Later, Bitsy.
Hey. What do you think you're doing?
That's my van, pal. Where'd you get that key?
It's okay. I'm just following instructions.
Instructions? Back off, pal.
Look, I didn't want any problems.
McKenna. What?
Sweet Jesus.
Well, I'm sorry if everything in this damn school is prehistoric.
This stupid chair and the filing system.
Nothing digital.
I have not found Jen on any of these rosters
in the last 15 years, either, but I have found a few Emmas.
Jen's got to be here somewhere.
Let's keep looking.
Nope.
No.
Mm. Found another Emma.
Emma Mitchell.
Well, that's weird.
"I'll miss you forever.
"Rest in peace."
Could be our Emma.
I mean, look up:
"Emma Mitchell death"?
"Serial killer confesses to killing
"of missing teen, Mallory Mitchell."
Oh, my God.
It's Jen.
Jen's real name is Mallory Mitchell?
And Emma is her sister.
But Jen wasn't killed by a serial killer.
We're about to solve this Koreatown case.
What are you talking about? Winslow is never gonna crack.
We're getting close.
He literally said zero words. Here.
Look, I get it. I was there.
He killed Reuben and Choi and we don't know anything.
It's embarrassing.
Okay, look, what he's trying to do
is the old silent treatment.
All right? He wants to get into our head and make us surrender.
But this up here?
This is our safe zone.
This is our mental warfare.
We got him right where we want him.
Don't let him get to you. I'm not.
It's just, we have zero leads.
Listen. Only way to beat Winslow
at his mind games is persistence.
We're gonna let him stew in that cell until he talks.
Hey. Certified mail for you two.
Huh? Mm.
What is it? I don't know.
You open yours first.
All right.
These are ringside.
Like, right next to the judges. What?
Yeah.
"Section..." The judges?
Yo, we gonna be next to Drake!
Ricky Leon has hooked us up. Whoa, okay.
There's more. There's...
We got a note? "Detectives, you are the true champions of LA.
"Can't wait to see you in my corner on Saturday night.
"Put in a little something special extra, so..." Ooh.
Wait, whoa, whoa. Is this, like, a bribe?
No, this is called appreciation.
We locked up Reuben's killer. This is a thank you.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's like a thank you.
Yo.
Backstage passes! What? No!
Oh, no.
VIP, baby! Oh, my God.
Oh, I'm gonna show everybody.
Wait, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo. I didn't get one.
Oh, I'm gonna show everybody! I didn't get one!
Yo, it's-it's over... In there with the bubble wrap shit.
No, I already looked past all the bubble wrap shit.
I... Baine...
Ugh, it smells like cow.
According to the Goleta PD report,
Mallory went missing in 2006.
And then, about a year later,
a convicted serial killer, Leonard Avery, confessed
to murdering Mallory from prison.
So then they closed Mallory's case.
But by then, Mallory was Jen Striker living in Los Angeles.
You know, I wonder if, uh,
maybe Emma knows something. Yeah.
If we can find her.
Looks like the Mitchells moved from Goleta
after the case closed.
What are those?
Hmm?
The-the... There. On the ground.
I don't know.
Oh, you know.
Of course I know, but it's not important.
Then why are they there?
You know, I'm-I'm asking myself that very thing,
'cause they shouldn't be. You give me so much shit
about a couple of texts with my drinking buddy,
and Calloway's, like, moved in.
Oh, no, no. He's not living here.
Does he have a top or a bottom drawer?
You know what? This-this conversation is over.
Let's get your stuff. Let's go. Let's go.
Are you guys gonna get a puppy next?
You feel like a Dobermann family to me.
Damn, Ricky did you wrong, bro.
Hey, Ricky knows I'm a huge fan. It's probably a mistake.
Yo, the pass is actually probably for me.
Okay, listen, Walker.
If it was for you,
it would have been in your envelope, addressed to you.
Yo!
Ricky Leon fight night!
Who's in the VIP?
Baines is in the VIP! Oh!
You're really not gonna give me that pass?
Nah, man. I'm sorry. You know what?
Here you go. Psych.
- I'm just kidding. - Psych?
Nah!
Yo, is this a joke? Yo, you all in on this?
Somebody's playing with my fears, Walker.
The clown thing. Whoa. Get him! Walker!
All right, it's not... All right.
So what's your name? Alex Winkles.
Alex what?
Winkles.
That's... Is that your, like, clown name?
No.
Clown name's Mr. Winky!
Okay, Mister, um, Winkles,
can you describe what happened exactly?
Yeah, I was coming out of Party Depot on my way
to Timmy's ninth birthday party,
and there's this guy standing by my van.
He's got a key. Says he's following instructions.
What kind of instructions? I don't know.
We get into it, he ties me up, and takes my van.
Do you have a...
...a description of him?
Yeah, he's a little shorter than me without the hair.
Kind of skinny, white guy.
Had a-a green hoodie.
What'd he tie you up with?
Duct tape.
My hands and my feet.
It's on his shoe.
It's on his shoe!
It's...
He all right? Not at all.
We're gonna need that shoe, Winky.
If we can pull some prints from that, uh, duct tape,
- we might be able to find our carjacker. - Yeah.
And I'll call an APB out on the clown car.
Clown van.
Van. Clown van? Yeah.
Clown van.
This should help.
Where did you bring me?
Somewhere safe.
Did anybody see you?
No.
Is someone after you? Watch out.
I just had to...
Do what?
I just needed justice.
Yes, I-I-I understand how important this is.
Okay. Yeah.
I-I... I'll be there.
I know the address of the school.
Okay. All right. Bye.
What's up?
Izzy's ditching school.
Ugh, the glory days.
Oh, I remember all the boys and the girls...
Puff of this, little puff of that.
I'm not helping, am I?
I just... We're meeting with the vice principal and the principal
and it just feels like I'm the one
getting in trouble for some reason.
It's gonna work out.
There is something I think that might cheer you up, though.
There were fingerprints on the duct tape that we recovered
from the clown shoe, possible match
to an ex-con named Garth Haney.
Do you want to go break down his door? I do.
Thought you might. Come on.
You done? Almost.
Luca has the day off, so...
Put it on "do not disturb." Fine.
Ooh, thirsty Nancy is not the best Nancy.
Is Garth Haney home?
No, I haven't seen him.
Oh, okay. What's your name?
I told you he wasn't here.
All right, no name.
I'm gonna call you... Trish.
No.
I think she's a Tammy. Ah, Tammy.
Tammy. Tammy.
You feel like a Tammy to me.
Miss Tammy, get your boy Garth 'cause we ain't playing.
Now.
Hey!
Hey, stop! LAPD!
Damn, girl.
You broke their chair.
My back!
Next time you have visitors, be polite and come to the damn door.
All right, up we go. Come on.
Damn.
So, Garth,
why'd you steal the clown car?
Mm.
You're on parole.
After assaulting this guy...
What is he looking at, what, like four years minimum?
Oh, don't forget about the carjacking.
Damn, that's a felony.
That's another ten years, if you're lucky.
You might as well just tell us
about these instructions you've been following?
Your suspect's phone is blowing up.
Huh.
You're probably not gonna tell us your passcode, huh?
Why don't you try, uh, face recognition.
Great idea. Smile, Garth.
You don't mind if I change a few of your settings, huh?
Auto-lock off.
Wow, we have total control of your phone right now.
You nervous, Garth? You look nervous.
Notification, notification, text.
Ooh.
A new mission, phase two.
Are these the instructions that you got, Garth?
You know, maybe we should accept your super secret mission?
Five minutes left.
Let's do it.
Please-please don't.
He speaks. Come on, you can't do that.
But we really want to. And you're not talking.
I'm talking. I will talk.
So what happens if we accept it?
It'll hurt my profile rating on Taskmasher.
If my rating gets too low, they'll stop sending me jobs.
Taskmasher is a... It's this new app that just came out.
Uh, they post odd jobs. Like what?
I don't know.
Easy stuff, you know, like, uh, delivering crap
or assembling things, some small pranks.
I mean, I got paid to take the van.
Steal the van. You stole it. I had a key, okay?
No one was supposed to be there. That was an accident.
Oh, you accidentally assaulted him and tied him up?
I was defending myself. That clown... He shoved me first.
I'm sorry about this, all right?
But I had to get it done.
These jobs are the only thing that I got.
My VA benefits ran out, and I got to pay rent, you know?
Tell us how the app works. Yeah.
Yeah, the app, uh...
Okay, you get, like, a job notification, all right?
Now, you can either accept or decline the job.
Once you accept and you've been confirmed,
then you have a certain amount of time to complete the task.
You got to follow every step exactly.
And then once you're finished, you, uh,
take, like, a 3-D picture of what you did,
and they pay you with the app.
I mean, it's the easiest money I ever made.
I'm gonna make it even easier for you, Garth.
Tell us where you left the van.
Your cooperation will go a long way.
Yeah, you know, I'm-I'm not supposed to.
It's, uh, like, against the terms and conditions.
You read the terms and conditions, Garth?
You're that guy?
Thirty seconds left.
Tick-tock. Can you just please decline it?
Twenty seconds.
22 West 6th Street. That's where I parked the van,
in the alley. "Accept."
W-Wait, my phone. Can I have it back?
Maybe, after we complete phase two.
Unis are checking the 6th Street alley for the clown van,
and McKenna and I are gonna play Garth's next mission
to see where that leads.
You guys get with the techs
and see if you can find any more app users.
Whatever.
What? No, it's just that you guys
get to play real-life Grand Theft Auto,
and then we get to babysit nerds.
Yeah, y'all don't even play video games.
We should be the ones playing the app.
You know what?
How about we switch it up? You guys play the app,
we'll deal with the techs. Okay.
For real?
I hope there's no clowns along the way.
You stop it. Yeah, this'll be fine.
Don't be mean.
What the hell?
It's Nico. Hey.
Nance? Hey, I need your help.
I'm at the old Kostmart storage facility,
building 12, unit 4.
All right, it's an emergency. You have to come now.
All right. I'll-I'll be there.
Everything okay?
I don't think so. You know, go.
I got the...
Nerds.
Any luck on the clown van? Nope.
It was not in the 6th Street alley.
My goodness, you look great today.
Thanks. Is that a new suit?
That shirt looks crisp,
and those slacks, beautifully tailored.
Am I missing something? Am I forgetting something?
God, what could it be?
Oh, right, your shoes.
Syd, what the... You left your shoes in my loft.
Believe me, Jason, I recognize a soft invasion when I see one.
Soft invasion? You gave me a key.
Yeah, and that's different.
A key means that you come in on my terms.
Shoes say...
Shoes say you're comfortable.
And they don't walk out by themselves.
Syd, they're just shoes.
First, it's just shoes, and then you want closet space,
and then, and then we are freaking
adopting a puppy.
You may have moved into Robbery Homicide,
but you are not moving into my place.
It was an accident. Really?
I changed to go for a jog. I must've forgot them when I left.
Also, I'm more of a cat guy.
See, that's what I'm talking about.
So now you're-you're jogging around my neighborhood?
Leaving intimate items in my apartment?
Shoes are intimate? Yeah.
Okay. Okay, my bad. It won't happen again.
Great.
Wait, wait, wait. My turn.
I got the address for the Mitchells.
I-Isn't that something for Detective Frost?
The principal from St. Croix called.
Syd, come on, I know you haven't let this case go.
Look, I'm not gonna apologize for any... You don't have to.
It's your case now. Officially.
Why now?
Because I see how much you care about this.
You'll have to inform Jen's family.
I wrote the Mitchells' address inside.
Mallory's family.
I have no idea what I'm gonna say.
All these years they thought she was dead.
Syd, they deserve to know.
Do they?
Maybe it's just better to leave well enough alone.
They should know the truth.
And I'm sorry.
Notifying a family of a child's death is...
It's the hardest thing anyone can do.
Back when I was a teacher, that shooting at my school...
I lost two of my students.
And I had to tell their parents.
They deserve to know the truth,
no matter how hard it is.
Hey, what's up? Don't trip, okay?
What couldn't you tell me over the phone?
Oh, my God.
Is she dead?
She's just... She's just out of it.
What is this?
She's a client, Angela Turner.
Okay, I was driving her around today,
and I don't know, something went down, she got shot.
Take her to a hospital.
I can't. She said no hospitals.
Well, then drop her off at the station
and we'll take her to the hospital.
That's not an option, Nance. Why?
Nancy, just take your badge off for a second, okay?
Be my sister. Listen to yourself right now.
You barely know her.
Nancy, my face was all over the news.
I lost my job.
No one wants to hire someone that killed his mother.
She gave me a shot. She hired me.
She wants to bankroll my future.
I got to help her.
Uh...
Nico, I'm really sorry.
I have this thing at Izzy's school, and it's...
What about this?
Look, I understand that you want to help her.
Okay, I get it.
But in this situation,
helping her is only gonna make things worse.
So you're gonna be a Good Samaritan
and-and drop her off at the hospital.
Say you found her wandering around on the street.
Trust me, you want no part of that mess.
I'll text you.
Sorry I'm late.
You missed the meeting.
What happened?
Well, ditching was just the beginning.
Isabel decided that she is dropping out of school.
What?
The high school diploma is just a prize
for surviving this antiquated school system.
So I am opting out of compulsory education,
which is grossly inefficient, bureaucratic and wasteful.
Technology has basically rendered
the whole school system obsolete,
so I can just get my GED.
You don't actually believe all this, do you? I do believe it.
The school system was designed to help kids
get better opportunities for their future.
But right now, I'm living my future.
My YouTube career is making me more money
than most of my teachers.
Money that I'm going to invest.
Okay, you are 16 years old. You will regret this.
John Rockefeller, Walt Disney, Jay-Z, Katy Perry,
they all dropped out of high school.
Do you think that they regretted it?
Rockefeller? Really, Iz?
Look, honey, we're gonna support you
in-in whatever you do, you know that.
Just be clear here. We are not supporting this.
We are not supporting this.
What happened to college? That was always the plan.
That was your plan for me.
That was my plan and your mother's.
That's not fair.
Wow.
Iz...
Why would you say that we would support this?
Why would you bring up her mother?
I didn't know what else to say. Okay?
I just... I don't know how to fix this.
Family therapy? I don't know.
How much I got to give you for that pass?
Yo, you can't afford it.
A hundred bucks. Come on, man.
Uh, a thousand.
Really? Yeah.
Look here, man, first of all,
the Baines boys cannot be bribed.
All right? It's called honor.
It's not a bribe. I'm buying it from you.
Look, it's not gonna happen, partner, but I'll tell you what.
I'll tell you how the lobster and champagne tastes.
Now, what are we doing here?
I don't know, man. It says this is the spot.
It says we're here.
You know what?
Syd and McKenna gave this to us too easily.
This is a setup.
Wait, wait, wait, hey...
Garth said he had to take, like, a 3-D picture, right? Mm-hmm.
So this whole thing's probably based on,
uh, augmented reality.
Why are you taking a selfie?
I'm not taking a selfie.
If I aim at the right thing, a virtual object should pop up.
Oh, snap. Look.
What is that? I don't know.
Oh, dude, it's got, like, a...
It's got the code.
Oh!
What?
The bad guys always get all the cool shit.
You think it's the key to the clown van?
I hope not.
We just got another one.
How'd it go?
Which one, Izzy or Nico? Do I want to know?
Probably not.
So, um, when did our precinct
turn into Walmart on a Black Friday?
Our IT guys found some of the app users.
And now we just have to interview them all.
Oh, gosh. Yeah.
Come on. It's gonna be great.
The app gave me a job.
Drop off a boom box to this van.
How much you get paid?
$200.
50 bucks. $100.
Just to drop off lemonade?
It was easy money.
So, where's the van now?
I don't know. It was in the alley.
Am I under arrest?
No.
What was your task?
Bring paint thinner to some mailbox.
And why did you use the app?
Um... Cash. Needed it.
Military contracting isn't what it used to be.
So I thought I'd try it.
Are you military?
Did you tell my parents?
No. Why?
I enlisted a couple weeks ago,
but they don't know that.
By chance, were you in the military, Mildred?
Why, yes. How did you know?
I was a reserve in the '60s.
A nurse.
So all of our Taskmasher app users have one thing in common.
All military or ex-military.
And we pulled recent police reports
and were able to match the location of their tasks
with crimes committed over the last week.
One girl, she brought paint thinner
to a mailbox outside of a building.
And guess what happened to that building.
Caught on fire...
Using paint thinner Molotov cocktails.
None of them know what they're actually doing,
or that their tasks are building to bigger criminal activity in K-Town.
Fires, vandalism, property damage.
The patrol in these areas have been on call nonstop.
The carjacker was ex-military.
He has to have something to do with your clown van.
We don't know, but two of the users that we pulled in
dropped off lemonade and a boom box.
So something's planned with it.
Any idea who's running this thing?
Whoever it is is running it like a terror cell.
Nobody knows who each other is,
no one knows who the leader is.
Creates insulation for whoever's behind it.
Traffic cam spotted your clown van on San Marino and 6th.
That's Koreatown.
This could be related to the recent crime surge there.
With our shooter, Winslow, in custody,
someone's found another way.
Quick, she's hypovolemic!
Gunshot wound! Take her to the OR.
She's lost a lot of blood.
Is she gonna be okay? Surgery was successful.
It looks like she's gonna make a full recovery.
She just needs to rest.
Thank you.
Are you sure you don't know who she is?
Uh, no, I...
I just found her like that.
She's lucky you did.
Oh, damn.
All right, we're supposed to pick up a car here.
This looks like an episode of Bob the Builder.
Hey, yo, yo, yo.
It's this DWP truck.
I don't like where this is going already.
What the hell do they want with a DWP truck?
They want us to take it to a DWP station.
Here. Yo.
Try the key.
You driving?
No, no, no, no. You know what?
We shouldn't take this truck, man.
What? Why not? If we take the truck,
we could be helping with some crazy-ass shit.
Yeah. Fair point.
All right, but we got to move, 'cause we don't have much time left on this mission.
I'll drive. The app wants us to go to the DWP station.
Clown van, lemonade, boom box.
What's that sound like to you? A child molester's dream?
"It's Party Time."
Yes, it is.
McKenna.
That ain't lemonade.
Oh, shit. That's an IED.
And the trigger is attached to a cell phone.
LAPD! Everybody move!
Get away from the van!
Syd and McKenna found that clown van
rigged to a bomb in Walden Park.
Koreatown? Yeah.
We're in phase two, so that means this has something
to do with that van.
Yo, we need the keycard that's on that truck.
Got to think like a video game. Like-like an evil boss,
checkpoints, cheat codes.
You must have authorized access to enter.
Is this authorized enough?
The app said go to building three.
LAPD! Evacuate the premises! LAPD!
I need EMS and a bomb squad to Walden Park.
I got a live bomb in a yellow van on the north side
of the park near San Marino. Get here as fast as you can.
This is building three and I can't get the next assignment.
I told you we should've taken that truck.
All right, my bad.
Yo, it won't give me the next step 'cause we didn't complete
the previous task. Hey! LAPD.
What do you know about Walden Park in Koreatown?
Okay, you see this clock? When it reaches zero,
a bomb could go off at that park.
Now I'm gonna ask you again, what's so important about that damn park?
It's an emergency! Damn it.
Evacuate the premises!
Move away from the yellow van! Get away from the yellow van!
Get out of here! Let's move, now!
Walden Park is above a trunk line,
one of the city's largest water mains.
We monitor the pressure there to keep it safe.
What if a bomb goes off?
The impact could trigger a chain reaction of explosions
across Koreatown's water system. How bad?
Some casualties, major property damage.
Show us your system. It's on the other side of the station.
All right, well, hurry up. We got less than two minutes.
Pressure is spiking at two other stations.
It must be the other app users.
Damn it, we were third.
They sent us here to raise the pressure.
What's taking so long? My card's not working.
There. There.
Two stations with pressure spikes.
What happens if that bomb goes off?
If we don't relieve that pressure, it's gonna be bad.
Can we shut it down?
K-Town's override valve is this way.
Go! Go! Go!
Syd. Front of the van!
This pressure valve shuts down all of Koreatown.
Right here. Okay. Come on.
It's working.
Come on, turn.
What the hell?
It's some kind of chain reaction.
A little more.
Ah, that was close.
Now the bigger question is, what was the app's objective?
The app seems to be targeting Koreatown exclusively.
Every mission took place
within those nine square miles.
And the cell IED
was targeting the neighborhood waterline.
And all of our suspects being ex-military isn't a coincidence.
Our shooter Winslow? Also ex-military.
It's more advanced than a terror cell.
Everything's been orchestrated perfectly
with precise timing and perfect coordination.
I mean, it's a military operation.
An attempt to destabilize the neighborhood?
No, I mean, whoever created the software
for the app is pretty sophisticated.
We can't hack into it.
Any updates on Winslow?
Winslow.
Winslow would rather spend every minute in solitary than to talk to us.
Well, we know he was hired to cause havoc in Koreatown.
Odds are, it's the same person
behind this app and the explosion.
We're pulling CCTV images from the park
to see if we can get an ID on whoever dropped off that van.
Yeah, and the bomb squad is checking the phone's SIM card
to see the number that triggered the IED.
Notify patrol to be on alert
for any more of these users on the app.
Bens, go to the prison and press Winslow again.
Syd, McKenna, chase down the number that triggered the bomb.
Good work, everyone.
Nice shoes, Calloway.
Thanks.
Smooth.
You wanted to see me? Yeah.
I wanted to talk about us.
Is this about the shoes?
Sort of and not so much.
I am stuck
in the middle of being your boss and your lover.
You gave me that key and I changed.
I started breaking the rules for you.
I took your name off Jen's client list, covered for you,
gave you Jen's case.
I don't want to complicate things, but, um...
I think I need to take a step back from this.
Us.
Just like that?
You were right.
I was getting comfortable.
So before you break my heart for a second time,
let's just take it slower.
You know, that's perfect, 'cause I just lost my key.
Walker, my man.
Hey, look, here. Got a question for you.
Yeah.
What was Ricky Leon's third fight?
Seriously?
Madison Square Garden,
he knocked out Marquez in the second round.
Okay. What two belts does he hold?
He has three. WBO, WBC and IBF.
Ooh, Jesus Christ.
You really like this guy, huh? He's a really good boxer.
All right, I'll tell you what, man.
What if I told you, I'll give you this pass,
would you do the paperwork for the next six months?
Duh. Deal?
Yeah. All right.
Let's make it happen.
Ooh!
Boom.
Oh... You and Drake.
I can't believe I was gonna give you a thousand dollars for this
and you said no. Look here, man.
I'm gonna get my thousand dollars' worth in paperwork,
brother. Sure.
Ooh!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What is that?
Oh, I called Ricky's people. They meant to send two.
Oh. Well, then, I'm not doing that paperwork.
Wha-What do you mean you're not doing the paperwork?
This is California. Verbal contracts are binding.
Yeah, but this was under false pretenses.
You have a binding contract with me for six months.
I do not. I'm pressing charges.
Excuse me, anybody know a good lawyer?
Really? Are you sure?
Hey.
Okay, thanks. Bye.
What happened?
I just got the phone number of the cell
that triggered the bomb in the clown van.
And guess who it is.
Your boy, the boxer.
Ricky Leon.
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