- Previously, on Alert. - We get our babies back, is what we do.
- Hands where I can see 'em!
- You're safe now. You're okay.
We make a good team.
You became the head of the Missing Persons Unit
to find our son. - For six years, I'm going to bed with heartbreak.
We need to divorce and move on.
- Hello? - Dad.
- Where is he? - Oh, my God.
- Is it really you? - Mom?
- You are home. There's nothing to worry about.
(tense music)
(alarm clock)
(♪ Bringing Me Sunshine by The Jive Aces)
(alarm stops)
♪ Bring me fun
♪ Bring me sunshine
♪ Bring me love
♪ Hop-a-do-bop-do-bop-do-day
♪ Hop-a-do-bop-zoot-zoot-zoot
♪ Bring me sunshine Bring me sunshine ♪
♪ In your smile In your smile ♪
♪ Make me happy Make me happy ♪
♪ All the while All the while ♪
- Good morning, sweetheart.
♪ There should be more happiness ♪
♪ So much joy we can give ♪
♪ To each brand new bright tomorrow ♪
♪ Make me happy Make me happy ♪
♪ Through the years Through the years ♪
♪ Never bring me any tears
♪ Let your arms be as warm
- See you Monday, Ray-Ray. - Later, bro. - Take it easy.
♪ Bring me fun Bring me sunshine ♪
♪ Bring me love
♪ Shappa-do-bop-doot-zoot-zoot
♪ Make me happy Make me happy ♪
♪ Through the years Through the years ♪
♪ Never bring me any tears Any tears ♪
♪ Let your arms be as warm
♪ As the sun from up above
♪ Bring me fun Bring me sunshine ♪
♪ Bring me love
♪ Bring me fun Bring me sunshine ♪
♪ Bring me love
♪ Bring me fun
♪ Bring me sunshine
♪ Bring me love ♪
(grunting)
(music theme)
- Well, well, look who it is.
You're late.
- Okay, and half your staff is watching cam girls.
- Actually, they're watching people in rooms
with the third-best-selling smart TV on the market.
Why?
'Cause yours truly found a vulnerability
in the third-best-selling smart TV on the market.
An authentication bypass.
A backdoor.
- Does this mean that you can block The Real Housewives?
Because that franchise has gotten--
- It means I can access the built-in webcam and mic.
- Ah-ha. - The amount of actionable intelligence
I've gotten from that has put me in the black...
...for the whole year!
- So you hack smart TVs and you're blackmailing people?
- I'm offering editorial control
over what information about them becomes public.
And now that my finances are squared away,
I want to offer this vulnerability to your company.
- June and I don't work together anymore, so if you want to--
- Yeah, yeah, you ditched private security
for the force, Missing Persons.
That's why I called you here.
I caught something really messed up
that you and the ex gotta see.
- Why do you know that I'm working with Nikki?
- Forget that. - No, can't.
- This is important. - Nope.
- Okay, I know a lot of things.
Like how June set up a meeting
at a fertility clinic for you because your soldiers
aren't saluting... - Oh.
- I also know you shouldn't have a smart TV in your bedroom.
- So, W... Wow. So you're watching us in the bedroom?
- Of course not. I have a staff for that.
- Why am I here. - Oh, yeah.
(screaming)
- Please! (sobbing)
- There it is.
- Who is that?
- No clue.
The tune-up on your weed wacker's gotta wait,
because that feed... it's live.
- He's so beautiful.
- I need you to open the link I just sent you.
It's from a confidential source, and it's happening right now.
- Second day on the job, and you're already giving me a case.
(sobbing)
(screaming)
Have you issued an alert?
- Saying what? I don't know who he is.
There's no VPN, so I don't know where he is.
All I know is he's in bad shape, and he needs our help.
- Keith's been gone for six years.
How could I leave him on his first day back?
- Nik...
I would not pull you away from him
if this wasn't life or death.
(screaming)
(breathing heavily)
- I'm gonna...
I'm gonna ask you some questions.
(sobbing) - Please, no.
- First...
How you respond
will determine whether you leave here alive.
(screaming)
How about some breakfast?
I'll take off the gag,
and when I do, you'll eat.
Quietly and without a word.
(indistinct chatter)
- Kemi.
Has our guy been reported missing?
- No, nothing on the dark web,
but I did learn how to say "virgin auction" in Vietnamese, so...
Speaking of virgin, Bill Houston called.
- Oh, Bill Houston. That weasel's still on the force?
- The weasel is the chief of detectives.
He's the one that needs to sign off on your reinstatement.
- Why are you doing this?!
- I've read up on fentanyl over these last few months.
How it causes...
dizziness, confusion,
suffocation.
- Please, please, look, I don't understand.
- My son was a good kid.
He pushed himself too hard.
He wanted to ace his finals.
He'd heard Adderall helped with...
with focus.
College students were taking it to help them study.
Which was when he came to you...
And you... (shouting)
...sold him this fentanyl tainted garbage.
- There's our motive.
- Alright, so... So she put the pills in the burger?
- Yeah, she did. - How many?
- Uh, five?
- Five... five pills.
Alright, so that's five Adderall pills
laced with fentanyl. Average cut times five...
If my math is still any good
seven years removed from vice...
2.5 milligrams of fentanyl.
- Is that a lethal dose? - Not if you're a water buffalo.
Alright, based on absorption rates, um,
I'd say we got about an hour, hour 15,
let's call it 68 minutes before this guy suffocates
and this grieving mother commits murder.
- That is 68 minutes...
...and counting.
- We need to find a way to ID them.
- The blood works like a mask.
So we can't ID him unless he wipes it off.
Or we... Or we wipe it off for him.
- Can we do that? - Yeah, I think so...
(coughs) If I don't wheeze to death first.
- The ancients knew that termites didn't attack sandalwood,
that it had certain protections, so you may not appreciate the scent,
but the gods do. - I don't like it either, for the record.
- Hey, I have news about Keith. It's about his kidnapper.
You need to see this.
- Okay. Keep your eyes on that feed.
Somewhere in that video are facts,
and that man's life depends on us finding some.
- Yeah.
(indistinct chatter)
- The 911 call came at 7:46,
so I pulled the feed.
(no audible dialogue on feed)
Now, Keith told the clerk that
he was being chased by someone down the street.
(Jason): Why aren't we doing a canvass right now?
- Well, I want to, but I need two things.
Nikki, I need authorization, and I have to speak to Keith.
Alright, his kidnapper might still be in the area
waiting to get him back. - He deserves a normal life.
That's what he deserves, okay? To look forward, not to be dragged back.
- I agree, but he can't move forward unless we find his kidnapper.
- I gotta speak to him.
- Fine. I'll wake him.
And I will have him come in.
- It's the right move. - Yeah, for a cop.
For a mom, I'm not so sure.
(panting) - Hey. I have something to show you.
Did I mention my affair with Ben Franklin?
Not an attractive man, but his mind,
oh, my God, his mind made up for it.
Until the gout flared up, I could handle his wooden teeth,
his refusal to bathe, but the swelling, oh, my God,
you can't imagine the swelling.
Ben invented reading glasses.
These...
...belong to our suspect, and this...
...is the refraction caused by her prescription,
so I sent it to an optical physicist at Drexel,
who was able to decipher her prescription.
- How many people have 'em? - Thousands.
But in Desiré Frames
sold at Four Eyes Online Optical?
That is a party of one. Molly Gallagher, 39,
works at Millennium Properties,
lives at 47 Wyndale.
- Have a TAC team meet us at the location.
Let's get our baby back. - Gotcha.
(wheezing)
- The physical effects of a Fentanyl overdose
are nearly immediate.
- Police!
Show yourself!
- Clear!
(coughing)
- Clammy skin...
- Living room's clear.
Sweep upstairs.
(gasps) - ...gasping...
(indistinct shouting)
- Basement clear!
- ...blue lips...
- Bedroom's clear!
- Upstairs, clear!
- Please, I'm begging you.
Please, please...
(gasps)
- We cleared the whole house, he's definitely not here.
What the hell is all this?
- It's in your power to end this.
(gasps)
All I need is a name.
- His name was Asher.
He died of a drug overdose six months ago.
- His mom has been investigating it ever since.
Look at this, very thorough.
Like, instructions that Asher used for the drug buy.
His emails. A ridiculous amount of emails
between her and the department basically begging them to act.
- Hey. What do you know?
- She has a Karlskrona rug.
(Jason): Which means what? - That she has dismal taste.
It's cheap, synthetic, and mass-produced.
But it also happens to be seven by ten,
which gives me a point of reference
to measure the dimensions of the room she's in.
Also, the angle of the light coming in through the windows
indicates she's in a basement on a south-east corner.
- Reach out to the planning department
for a list of buildings matching that description.
And to the real estate company that she worked for.
- Okay.
- Look at the size of your pupil.
Enjoy the euphoric high while it lasts.
The next phase...
...not as fun.
(man gasps)
- Oh, excuse me. Could you-- I'm looking for C.
I was told he'd be in the basement.
- I told you on the phone, you can't do this.
- And I told you, I have to fly home. It's an emergency.
- No, an emergency is trying to ID a man
who's being tortured now. Like, right now.
Chuck's surgery, can't it wait, just even one day?
- You're a compassionless jerk.
- Okay, it's... a dog.
- He's my childhood dog.
- Okay, look, um, the agency,
can they send anybody else out?
- They're slammed right now.
- I will pay you overtime. Please. Please?
- I'm sorry, C. - Please, do not do this.
Oh, my God. I-I'll pay for Chuck's surgery.
Please, just let me, I'll--
Oh my gosh.
(chuckles)
Hey, Dad.
- Mom said you were in charge of looking for me.
And you never gave up.
(sighs)
Thank you.
- Grape soda?
- What?
- It's your favourite, right?
You know, I know we just met, but...
...I feel like I've known you forever.
Take a seat.
I wanted to talk to you because...
your kidnapper, he might still be in the area.
You know, we searched where we found you,
but our best chance of catching him
is with your help. - It's sweeter than I remember.
(Mike): That's a good place to start. What do you remember?
The night you were taken. Tell me about it.
- I was asleep.
A noise woke me.
Something outside my window, so I opened it.
It was cold, that's what I remember.
How cold it was.
- Yeah.
Can you...
...remember a name?
Can you describe him to me?
- My sister hates me.
My parents are divorced.
Not a lot of things are...
...sweeter than I remember.
- Keith, the person who took you--
- May I sit somewhere else?
- Yeah, yeah.
Sit wherever you like.
You know what?
You know what? Let's forget about that night.
Let's talk about yesterday.
In the convenience store,
you told the clerk that you were being chased.
- That's hard.
- Well, on the tape, you said they were right outside.
- I can't...
- Hey.
Hey, all we need is a name.
- I can't.
- Keith, one name and we're done, I swear.
- I can't! Stop asking me!
- Everything's okay, calm-- - That's it, that's it! It's over.
- Nik... - Mike. It's over.
Hey, baby. Hey, no, it's okay.
It's alright, baby.
It's alright, I'm right here, okay?
Everything's alright.
- Not sure is not an answer.
I asked you to identify an abandoned building
in which a man is being tortured.
You're the planning department.
You issue permits for every building built in this burg.
You base those permits on, oh, I don't know,
the measurements of the rooms, the materials used,
the lot angle. What have I given you?
The measurements of the room, the materials used,
the lot angle.
You have 38 minutes,
maybe, until the man I'm looking at
draws his last breath, which if he knew what I knew,
he would devote entirely to cursing you.
Now, take that "not sure,"
shove it up the planet Uranus,
get sure, and call me back.
- Someone's in a bitchy mood.
- Ah, situationally bitchy.
A means to an end, like sex or high school.
- You're a terrible influence on me.
(laughing)
- Look at me.
Your eyes.
There's a darkness.
- Yeah.
He's sitting right there.
- Who, Keith?
- Nikki... - No!
- Come on. - I said no!
- We need answers. - Not from Keith.
- Well, he's the only one who has them!
- This isn't just about Keith. Alright, his kidnapper is still out there.
There might be other victims.
- Okay, if there are others, my heart breaks for them,
but I will not hurt my son to help them, no!
I will not dig through his pain and suffering
to find the answers we need. We have to find another way.
Hey, baby. Hey.
Thank you for taking him home.
- Oh, did I have a choice?
You called the dean to get me out of class.
- Okay, okay. Come here, come here.
He's had a rough morning, okay?
He just wants to be with family.
- I'll take him home. Not gonna babysit.
I have a chem test third period.
- Okay.
- Let's go, scrote.
- So the planning department was a bust,
but C figured it out.
If he offered rail services, I would ride that train.
- We need to talk about the way she's dealing with this. Or not dealing.
- She's 17, maybe she's supposed to be this self-absorbed, I don't know.
- Her missing brother just came home. No one is that awful.
Okay, no one is that self-absorbed, so no.
There must be something that we're missing.
Hey, June.
- You cancelled the appointment?
- Yeah, um...
...because of the case.
The video that Renwick showed us--
- If you don't want to do this, then...
- That? I don't want to do this
in front of three people pretending not to listen.
That, I don't want to do. - You guys can talk in my office.
- No, there's nothing to talk about. He's embarrassed.
- I'm not embarrassed. - Your motility's low, so what?
- Aw... - I did not cancel the appointment
because I'm embarrassed.
- Okay. So why'd you cancel it?
- I mean, that's... It's a question.
- My god! Just be honest with her!
- Be honest about what? What...?
Oh, you two are getting back together, aren't you?
- Whoa! - No!
(overlapping chatter) - Of course. I'm such an idiot.
No, Keith's back, you're working together.
- Shut up, please!
Do you really want to have this conversation right now in front of...
You want to know? Okay, I'm not infertile, June. I'm not infertile.
- That's unexpected. - I was concerned, I was worried,
I wasn't ready because of Keith being missing still,
so I took measures.
- Measures?
- Yeah, to like, reduce the odds.
- What type of measures?
- Yeah, what type? - What type?
- Oh, really? You're... That's what you're doing right now?
Okay? I took a hot bath.
(gasping) I took a hot bath.
I left the theatre before the credits ran.
- What?! Is this happening? - Is this happening? - Shut up. Okay?
- I'm sorry, I was there when the credits ran, and the credits ran.
You were there for the credits.
- I gotta go, okay? I'm sorry.
I-I should've been more honest with you, okay?
But things are different now, right?
- You need professional help.
- I'm sorry.
That was so fun, guys, thank you.
- You should buy her one of those edible bouquets,
you heard of 'em? Work like a charm.
- Yeah. - Thanks...
- Hi, baby. Hey. How are you?
- Hey, sorry. I can explain that. Him.
His caregiver, Emma, stopped caring.
- Aw, you know your dad is always welcome here.
- Uh, Kemi said you had an ID?
- Yes, I do. Uh, he is Hugo Mendez.
- Well, how do you know that's the guy?
- Over the pandemic, I worked out an algorithm
using depth by spacial convolutions to ID people in masks,
so using what's visible here...
in this case, it is the ears,
eyebrow, the cheek, chin, um...
Please can you not do that?
- Issue an alert for Molly Gallagher and Hugo Mendez,
and be clear on it. We're almost out of time.
- For the love of Zuul, please can you just stop?!
- Okay, we should go. - Yep.
- I'm sorry, I...
- Ugh... - Hey, it's okay.
I'm the one who should apologize.
- It's not that, or you. Sorry.
- It's okay.
- It's him, you know? I...
I spend all day looking for missing people,
and the one person I really want to find is gone,
and I just...
There's just no getting him back.
(dramatic music)
(alert rings)
- Mr. Mendez, it's okay,
you're not in trouble.
(crying)
But your brother is.
Molly Gallagher, the woman in the alert.
Tell us about her.
The drugs, then, the fentanyl he deals.
Can you tell us about that?
We will find your brother,
but we can't do that without your help.
- He's my baby brother.
- Look, I know that this is hard.
We really don't have a lot of time.
Do you know where your brother was last night?
(Hugo slurring): I'm sorry about your son,
but I had nothing to do with--
- Do not lie to me.
- I never sold drugs
to anyone. I promise.
- Your promises mean nothing to me.
You have robbed
this world of a precious boy...
(gasping) ...and I promise you,
you will never do it again.
(indistinct chatter)
- Low on mayo!
- Um, we need to speak to your manager.
- Uh, Aliyah, people here to see you.
- How can I help you?
- Detective Nikki Batista.
We're investigating the abduction of one of your employees,
Hugo Mendez.
- Hugo was abducted? Oh, my God. When?
- According to his brother, he worked a shift here last night.
- Yeah, he's our drive-thru cashier.
- Hi, Aliyah, I have a question. What if I order a number 15?
- Our combo meals only go up to 14.
- Sorry, um, Asher's instructions were drive up,
say 15, pay, take off.
- Aliyah, we have reason to believe there are drugs being sold on the premises.
Normally, we get a search warrant. We don't have time for that.
Time that Hugo doesn't have.
But with your consent, we can skip all that.
You think we can take a look around?
- Of course.
(tense music)
(groans)
- Hey!
(groans)
Hey, sorry, man.
We need to talk about your combo meals.
(rattling of handcuffs)
(slow gasping)
- No...
No, no, no. Don't die, don't die on me yet.
Before you tell me what I need to know.
- Room service.
- This is all your fault.
What happened to our son. What she's doing to him.
- I got nothing to do with that.
(Hugo gasping on recording)
(Hugo): I can't tell you what I don't know.
(Molly): I told you not to lie to me.
- But he's not lying, is he?
Hugo, Hugo is a good kid.
College.
Night shift to help pay for it.
Has a brother who says he doesn't drink or do drugs.
- If you say so.
(Molly): Don't lie to me.
(Hugo): I'll just say whatever you want me to say.
(Molly): You know what I want you to say!
I want the name of the supplier!
(Hugo): I need help.
(Molly): You can help yourself, just tell me!
- Our dog, a couple years ago, got ringworm,
which is disgusting. It's like a fungus
and humans can get it.
Anyway, the vet gave us pills,
but Edwina did not like to take pills.
So we would put the pills in her water bowl.
Sort of like how I just
dissolved these fentanyl pills into your water bowl.
- Naloxone. Naloxone can't help Hugo
because Hugo cannot confess to something he didn't do.
Something that you did. Now...
...you admit it and it can help you.
- We got a hit off the alert.
Doorbell cam caught the abduction.
- Uh, did we get a timestamp? - Yeah, why?
(sighs)
- Your hands smell like sandalwood.
- Okay, there's a dark force out there.
Fighting it is a constant soul-sucking battle
that I've been fighting since I went mute for a year
when I was 15. So you know, you're welcome.
- Okay. - Okay.
Now, tell me about the timestamp and why it matters.
- Millennium Properties has 32 vacant listings
that match the specs of our room,
so I think if we know where and when
the abduction took place... - I can calculate which unit
they might be in. Yes!
- Yes. There it is.
- Your father has a kind spirit.
I wish I could say the same about mine.
- Sandalwood.
(intriguing music)
- What did you say?
- Sandalwood.
Reminds me of your mother.
She used to wear this fancy French perfume...
...that smelled like that.
Same scent for 40 years.
I miss it.
(soft music)
I'm sorry if I interrupted your work today.
- No, Dad, no, don't be silly.
No, I am...
I am really glad you're here.
- Hey. The hospital sent over Keith's test results.
The initial X-rays they did of his injuries revealed some...
...older wounds.
- I got a location!
Okay, the call off of the alert
gave us where the abduction took place.
Timestamp has that occurring at 5:16 a. m.
The first image in our live feed
shows a bloody Hugo in that chair at 6:02.
At an average speed of 40 miles an hour,
that's a four-mile radius.
Within that radius, Millennium has one listing:
5230 Englewood Avenue.
And yes...
I checked, it's 11 minutes away.
- I'll notify SWAT. Hey, Mike, get the EMTs going.
Jay, you're with me.
- Hey, you know what I'm thinking?
- Yeah. And you can't think it.
- No, I can. See, if we find the person who took our kid,
I'd do the exact same thing that she's doing.
- Let's go.
Come on, Hugo's almost out of time.
(Hugo gasping)
(sirens wailing)
Thinking is fine, you know?
I think too. You just can't do it.
- You saw the X-rays, right? - It doesn't matter!
- I mean, you saw what he did to Keith?
- You need to think like a cop, not a dad.
- Okay, arrest, trial, conviction,
he gets sentenced to 20 years, gets out in 10,
to do it again, to destroy somebody else's life.
- You don't know that.
- I know he destroyed Keith's.
- Take that back. - It's true, Nik.
- Take it back. - What do you think, Nik?
You think you can watch him sleep
and he'll be your baby again? You think he can heal like that?
- He can heal if we let him. If we help him heal...
- No, he'll heal if we do what we're supposed to do.
- Doing anything for the people we love
means doing nothing to hurt them.
- Hurting who? I'm going after his kidnapper.
- You're going after his kidnapper
because you're looking to hurt him.
- Yes! I am! A hundred percent. You're not?
- No. I am looking to help Keith.
Which means not taking the law into my own hands,
no matter how much I want to.
(tires screeching)
(tense music)
The person who took Keith did not destroy him,
but you, you going to prison for killing that man,
maybe he will never recover from that.
(tires screeching)
I need you to promise me.
- We don't have time for this.
- Promise me, Jay. - I can't.
- You know, the reason Bill Houston called
was because he rejected your reinstatement.
He doesn't want you back in the Philly PD.
And I went to the mat for you to change his mind.
Don't make me regret it.
(♪♪♪)
(indistinct radio chatter)
(beep) What do you see?
- She looks spent.
Capable of anything.
- Here we go.
- I think you're on time. But I'm not sure.
(♪♪♪)
- Okay.
No! No, no, no, no, no!
You don't wanna do that. - He killed my son.
- No, Molly, no he didn't. - He gave him fentanyl.
I know that because he gave it to me too.
- Welcome to Burgerpotamus, how can I help you?
- I'd like the number 15, please.
(Raymond): Okay, first window, please.
Here's your chicken.
- No, he handed you a bag.
He did not know what was in it.
We've arrested the man who did, okay?
The man responsible for what happened to Asher
is already in custody.
And he confessed. - I don't believe you.
- Molly, I want to show you something.
(Raymond): I used the drive-thru.
Yeah, when I was taking orders, I'd line up the buyers,
they'd pay me through an app,
and Hugo just handed them the bags.
(Jason): So Hugo had no idea
what was inside the drive-thru orders?
(Raymond): No.
- See?
That's why I need you to let my partner here
give Hugo the antidote, okay?
That man did nothing!
Killing him will do nothing.
- I have nothing to lose. (click)
- Okay, okay, hey. Molly, listen.
I know you don't, okay?
You lost your son, okay,
and with that, you lost everything.
Except, you want revenge, right? You want justice?
To make sense of a senseless world.
- Stop it! - Molly.
- Stop moving, stop talking, just stop.
- Molly, Molly, guns away.
Look at me, I'm a cop. Alright? I'm a cop.
I swore an oath.
An oath to uphold the law.
If this was the man who killed your son,
if he was responsible for what happened to you and him,
I would answer to a different oath.
A higher oath. - Molly, drop the gun.
- I wouldn't take another step. But he's innocent, so I have to.
I have to take that step, I'm gonna take that step
and I'm gonna give Hugo the antidote.
- Baby, I'm gonna count to three, okay?
- I'm gonna take one more step.
- One... - You can shoot me
and go to prison for murdering two people,
or you can let me do... - Two...
- ...what I gotta do
and no one gets punished, except the person
who killed your son. Okay?
(tense music)
Go, go, go!
- Get down.
(cries)
- EMTs right now! Go on!
He's alive.
For her sake, I hope it stays that way.
(phone vibrating)
- Hey, it's over.
- Good. Now, get back to the office.
Because the person who kidnapped Keith...
I have a lead.
- There isn't one.
A higher oath.
- For me there is.
Come on, buddy.
- While we waited for PPD's canvass,
I reviewed the evidence.
Including other angles we have on our video.
Check this out.
Almost one minute after Keith enters,
a vehicle pulls up in front of the store.
Now, Keith said somebody was after him,
that they were down the street.
I think they followed him.
- You know, that timing is interesting, but...
...how do we know it wasn't a random car?
- Because it idles in the parking lot
the entire time Keith was inside.
And as soon as the local PD arrives on the scene,
they took off.
- Any identifying details?
- A grey sedan, late model.
I don't know, the video is not clear,
but I got a BOLO out.
- A BOLO, huh... I got an idea.
Can I... Can I use your phone?
- Yep, go for it.
- Thank you.
(phone ringing)
- This is June.
- It's me. Don't hang up. (sighs)
- If I had known, I wouldn't have answered.
Which is why you didn't call me on your cell.
Worm.
- Um, I need...
I need access to Wavehook.
- For the briefest of moments,
I thought you were calling to apologize.
- I am gonna apologize. And I was gonna do that.
I just, right now, I got a lead and it's about Keith
and that's why I need the passcode to Wavehook.
(sighs) - Seriously, just shove it.
- Okay. I deserve that. Okay?
- No, that's the password, "seriouslyjustshoveit".
No space, no caps.
- I really appreciate it. Uh, June, can I...
Can I call you back later?
Hello, June? Great.
- I guess you didn't send her the bouquet?
- No, I didn't. Give me one second.
Alright, Blackwell has a proprietary database
called Wavehook. It includes all the combined datasets
of all the major data-mining companies.
The primary data it mines is...
...location.
Right? So, when you go to the naughty massage parlour,
your cellphone knows you were there
and how long you were there for.
- What if the suspect didn't have a phone on them?
- Most modern cars have a cellular connection, right?
So they update GPS in real-time traffic data.
If our sedan had one, its vehicle track
is most likely in Wavehook.
So, what we're looking for is a hit
that matches our sedan's movement at 7:45...
Boom. Now, we just ping the last known location.
That's it. The car's at the Emerald Inn
and so is the kidnapper.
- Let's go get him. - Atta boy.
(sirens)
(tense music)
- Alright, be right back. Stay in the car.
- What are you... what are you talking about?
- We have a person of interest in there
that we need answers from and if you go in
and lose control, we will not get those answers.
- Okay, I don't care about answers, right now.
- That's why you're staying here.
And I'm not asking.
- Oh, it's an ord... (laughs sarcastically)
You're giving me an order? - You won't listen to me
as the mother of your children, so damn right,
I am giving you an order as your supervisor.
Do you understand? - Yes, I understand.
- Great. Now, I'm gonna go inside and ask the front desk
what room our suspect is in.
- Okay. I'll just be in here.
(♪♪♪)
(panting)
(distant shouting)
- Come on, Jay...
(shouting continues)
Great.
(tense music)
What happened?
- Nothing.
- What happened to staying in the car?
- We missed him.
He was right here and we missed him.
- Her.
The suspect that rented this room...
...the clerk said it was a woman.
(soft, heavy music)
(sniffing)
(sigh)
(♪♪♪)
(medical machine beeping)
(soft music)
(whispers): You're okay, now.
You're okay, now.
(gasp)
- Asher.
That was his name. The boy that you killed.
I just...
...needed you to know his name.
- I got her, I got her, I got her.
- Asher Gallagher...
- It's okay, he heard... He heard you.
He heard you, it's okay.
(soft music)
(speaking foreign language)
(C): I just wanted to say thank you.
For bringing him back, however briefly.
I really thought I'd lost him and...
...it's nice to know that he's still here.
(♪♪♪)
- I just can't...
I can't believe how close we were.
- And we'll get close again. Okay? Justice will come.
You know, what Keith needs right now is his family.
He needs people around him who care.
He needs his life back.
And...
you need to go see June.
Grovel, beg, or whatever it is that you need to do.
(sigh)
June is good people.
I don't know what she sees in you, but...
...whatever it is, you know, just...
...go remind her of it.
- Thank you.
(sigh)
(heavy music)
(sigh)
- I should have spotted the car sooner.
And maybe if I had, she would have still been at the motel.
- Well, Keith being back is complicated.
It's a lot more complicated than I ever
dreamed it would be when he was gone.
- Well, I don't want to make it more complicated
than it already is.
- Jason's gonna be at the house a lot.
(sigh)
In the morning. At night. - I get it.
- But he is not staying over.
Ever. - Nicole...
I understand.
- How can you possibly understand?
- Because...
...I'm an incredible person.
- Is that a fact? - That is a fact.
Face it, girl, you're marrying up.
- Can I have my ring back?
- Anytime you want.
- June.
(door closing)
- Hey, Sid?
Keith?
- I have proof.
That he's not who he says he is.
- What is going on with you?
- You look for clues all day.
Can you find the one in that?
- I can.
But it's not the one you think it is.
- He's writing with his right hand.
My brother is left-handed.
- He was. He is not anymore.
- Mom, people don't just change like that.
- Oh, honey...
When Keith was hospitalized, they ran tests.
X-rays that show that he was abused.
He suffered multiple fractures,
including fractures to the bones in his left hand,
so yeah, you're right.
People don't change if they don't have to.
But your brother, he had no choice.
Hey, baby.
- I'm... I'm sorry I don't wanna talk about it.
- Oh, no, no, don't be.
I'm the one who should apologize for asking you to.
- I mean, it's hard to believe
that all this was...
- You don't recognize yourself.
I understand.
You are nothing like you used to be.
And yet you are everything I ever want you to be.
- I wish Sidney felt that way.
- Oh, she will. She will.
It's...
It's a big adjustment.
But sooner or later, she is going to embrace you
just like Dad and I do.
(sombre music)