01x11 - Run

[bunniefuu]

-He's trying to blow the fuel tank.
-[Oliveras] Do it.

The mission's over. Everybody
goes their separate ways

but we're gonna be better
because of the people around us.

These scans make you an excellent
candidate for the new treatment trial.

[Mark] If I make it
to the other side,

-I really want to try and do things right.
-Yeah.

[Shepherd] Would you mind
just keeping an eye on her?

-Yeah, sure. I'll check in.
-Appreciate it.

Doc signed off on my fit
for duty exam, so here I am.

[Nathan] Fitz is
joining the team.

Our mission is to find who
m*rder*d Patricia Perez

and to determine whether or not

the threat to the governor of
California and POTUS is credible.

[radio speaker] Right? See... Now this
is exactly what I'm talking about.

The haves, they
aren't contributing

and the have-nots are just
getting squeezed like lemons.

And society doesn't even
pretend to care anymore.

No, no, no, no, we have
to have our gizmos.

No, no, no. We have to have
our gasoline and our oil.

No, no, no. We-We don't want
basic goods and services

at an actual
brick-and-mortar store.

You buy it online! You don't have
to talk to a person that way.

[ominous music playing]

[birds chirping]

[gulps]

[panting]

[passerby 3] Feels like
we never have the ball.

Always clutching scared.

So, then, what?

We just fire everyone?
Go back to zero?

We gotta do something.

I can't watch anymore,
I'm telling you. I'm done.

[passerby 4 chuckles]
Every Sunday you're done.

Even when we win, you're done.

[passerby 3] It's
all about effort.

The players aren't taught to respect
the game anymore and that's...

-[birds chirping]
-[water running]

[Todd pants]

[grunts]

[tense music playing]

[crows cawing]

[Todd grunts]

[animal breathing heavily]

[crows cawing]

So, the cabins were built in the 1950s
due to their proximity to the caves.

But tourism to the caves was shut down
after there were two collapses in 1981.

Now the cabins are used by outdoors men,
hunters, fishermen, that type of thing.

Our k*ller did his homework.

He knew that he had access to
his own personal firing range.

All he had to do was break through
two feet of foundation and rock.

And depending on
the method he used,

could've been six months
to a couple of years.

But why didn't he
just buy the cabins?

Couldn't afford it,
Singaporeans got it, who knows?

What about the g*n?

AI AXSR. Flat bottom, six-lug... [sighs]
...magnum-linked action, key slot mounts.

It's the best sn*per
r*fle in the world.

-Damn.
-[Mark] A hell of a weapon system.

A British soldier recorded kills
of, uh, two Taliban combatants

over 2,700 yards
away with that g*n.

-Double damn.
-Yeah.

But it is a foreign r*fle,
so we might be able to...

Our at-large suspect
obliterated the serial number.

-f*ck.
-[Nathan] We need a name for this guy.

This suspect.

Todd.

[scoffs]

-[chuckling]
-What? Why not Todd?

-Fine. Todd.
-Great.

Shepherd, where are you at
with the owner of the cabin?

As Bell alluded to, Singaporean
national Kieran Teo.

He agreed to meet us at
his office in Century City

-and speak through an interpreter.
-[Nathan] Lawyer?

-No.
-I'll lead that interview.

[Finau] Hey, the cat's
done some dragging.

Oh, you don't know where
to start without me.

It was worth the
look on your faces.

[chuckles] Thanks for
bringing me back, boss.

Yeah, I had a five-minute
conversation with the DEA SAC.

-Ah.
-Your skills were wasted on him

so I requested
your reassignment.

-I appreciate that. [chuckles]
-[Nathan] Don't make me regret it.

That's Fitz over there. Secret Service,
LA Field Office. You know everyone else.

I read over all the homicide
materials this morning on the plane.

So, ready to jump
in with both feet.

[clicks tongue] Good.

Fitz, bring us up to speed
on Todd's suspected targets.

Right.

Uh... [clears throat]

So, Governor George Shelby, 52,
two years into his second term.

As I'm sure you know,

has made it clear he plans to mount a
presidential campaign in the next cycle.

Unless he wins the nomination, he will
not be afforded Secret Service protection.

POTUS has been alerted
to the original voicemail

where Patricia Perez
mentioned him by name.

And the service is
acting accordingly.

POTUS is currently
overseas in Saudi Arabia

but he does have a West Coast fundraising
swing at the end of the month.

The directors of both the FBI and the USSS
would like the sn*per caught before then.

-We all would.
-[Mark inhales]

-Thank you, Fitz.
-Okay.

Okay, Meachum, bring Oliveras up to
speed. Then go interview Kieran Teo.

Fitz, my office.

We need to coordinate a field response
for wherever this investigation goes.

Let's go!

[sighs]

-How are you feeling, Meachum?
-Like Lazarus.

Yeah? No headaches?

Just this guy.

Hey. Ryan Fitzgerald,
Secret Service.

Amber Oliveras, DEA.

Yeah. No, I've heard
a lot about you.

Mostly that you're nails and that your
interrogation skills are off the charts.

You improvise with the best of them,
know how to get a perp's head spinning.

I... I mean, that's
what he told me.

Okay. All right. That's...
I didn't say all that.

No. Course you didn't.

-No.
-No. [smacks lips]

-Uh... Anyway, good to meet you.
-You too.

I'm here if you need
more details on the case.

I got to, uh... Okay. [chuckles]

[inhales] He's really excited
to be on a task force. [sighs]

Oh, yeah. I can see that.

Yeah. Clearly, doesn't remember
things that I tell him either.

[clears throat] You said all
those nice things about me.

-[clears throat] Okay.
-That's cute.

Hey, uh, what's the deal with...

[inhales, sighs]

I think he had a thing for her.
Then he had a medical procedure.

But I don't f*cking know, bro.

-[Nathan] Fitz.
-[grunts]

[Shepherd] Hey, have
you talked to them yet?

-Hmm? No. No, I'm about to call.
-[Shepherd] Okay, great.

Oh, while you're at it, um, I am in
the market for a new hand cannon.

-Desert Eagle 50 cal. [chuckles]
-[chuckles] You got it.

Oh, uh, before all
this popped up,

you were gonna tell me
something about Molly.

Oh, okay.

Um,

I see what's going on. [inhales]

It's not a big deal.

Yeah, you wouldn't be the first
friend to get with her, so...

No, no. No.

[sighs] Um, Molly's hanging with
some pretty heavy-duty drug players.

-What?
-[sighs] Yeah.

I, um, I swung by her
place a couple of times,

just to check on
her, like we said.

And, uh...

Well, there's a new
element in her duplex.

Pretty sketchy. Low rent.

[intense music playing]

Wait... [stammers] ...I'm
trying to understand. Wh...

-When...
-I'm not dating your sister, okay?

No, no. I'm saying when did
you notice this drug situation?

It was about a
couple of weeks ago.

-And I...
-A couple...

I didn't want to say anything to
you until I felt sure of the vibe.

Okay.

Um.

-Why am I just hearing about this now?
-[stammers] You asked me to check on her.

-I know.
-That's all I did.

-Thank you. Thanks.
-I'm just doing what you asked me to do.

Okay.

[Mark] So, you and
the doctor, huh?

Julio.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

We're trying to give it a shot.

Well, that's good.

It's good. Yeah.

Good.

Yeah, I haven't really
slowed down myself.

[chuckles] What does that mean?

You know, just when you face
death like that, you, uh...

you wanna do all
the living you can.

I mean all the living.

With whoever you can.
More than one whoever.

Gross.

It's not gross. It's
just human nature.

Well, it is. You know what?

This is exactly what I
thought was gonna happen.

-You thought? Sure.
-You start feeling better,

you start feeling yourself a bit. You go
back to being the pig you were before.

I'm not the one who took
whatever this could've been

and chucked it out
the f*cking window.

Look at that, we're here.

[tense music playing]

[elevator dings]

You are here to
speak with Mr. Teo?

Yes. Detective Mark Meachum and
this is Special Agent Oliveras.

-We have an appointment.
-Yes, I understand.

I am Venetia Lim. And I will
serve as Mr. Teo's interpreter.

-[Mark] Great.
-Will you follow me, please?

-Mm-hmm.
-[clicks tongue]

[speaking Malay]

Mr. Teo understands that
you are police officers

here to ask questions
about the unfortunate death

at one of his properties.

Actually, I'm a special
agent. He's a police officer.

-Detective.
-Oh, police though.

Mr. Teo, we appreciate
your cooperation.

Uh, a woman employee

-was m*rder*d inside cabin six...
-[Lim speaking Malay]

...at your Hammerhead
property in Sugarloaf.

Please ask Mr. Teo how long
he's owned the property.

[speaking Malay]

-[Teo speaking Malay]
-Uh, 15 years.

And when was the last
time that you were there?

[Lim speaking Malay]

[speaking Malay]

A couple years ago. He has
employees who manage the properties.

Okay, we just need to see...
We... We need the names of anybody

that rented the cabin
over the last decade.

[speaking Malay]

-[speaking Malay]
-[Lim] He will be happy to provide it.

There will be no further
answers and no more cooperation.

Sorry, who the...
Who the f*ck are you?

Beruang Holdings is partially owned by
the People's Action Party of Singapore.

And neither Mr. Teo,
nor anyone on site

is authorized to answer
any further questions.

-You gotta be f*cking kidding me.
-Hold on a second.

Respectfully, we just need
a few minutes with Mr. Teo.

[PAP representative]
If you have subpoenas,

we will ask that our lawyers
have a moment to review them.

If not, you may negotiate
with the PAP directly

through our consulate or embassy
for cooperation or compliance.

Mr. Teo is no longer available.

{\an8}So, how you doing?

Fine.

How are you really doing?

-You seen Kaplan or Croudis?
-Nope.

You seen anybody?

You.

[sighs]

When are you planning
on coming back to work?

I have a few more
weeks left of SL.

Right, but this is what
I'm trying to tell you.

-Mm-hmm.
-It's not gonna look good for you

if you take the whole time.

Joel Zimmerman.

He burned through
his AL and his SL.

And we even donated some
of our sick leave to him.

He took the whole drop, down to
the very last day, and that was it.

You know what happened?

-Never got promoted.
-Mmm.

Do you hear what
I'm saying to you?

I'm not saying you are, but if
you become known as a malingerer,

-that's it.
-[sighs]

Like, that's your career.

That's...

[ominous music playing]

I'm just saying. I'm...

-[diner bell rings]
-[sighing]

[door opens]

{\an8}Yeah, then these, uh, buttoned-up
government m*therf*ckers,

they waltzed right in and they
shut the whole thing down.

That's how it happened.

[Mark] This guy was about
to give us carte blanche

to look at all of his records.

And then they frog march him out of
there and it's good night and good luck.

They deferred us to the consulate
if we want to discuss further.

Yeah. Foreign corporations
and politics can be tricky.

-[sighs]
-[Nathan] Which means

I'm gonna take off the gloves
and see what shakes out.

Good. f*ck them up.

-Meachum, Bonnie's?
-I'm buying.

-Hell yeah, I'm in.
-You coming?

I'm gonna stay on this mound of
forensics coming out of the...

-[Mark] Hey, Fitz?
-Yeah?

You're gonna learn on a task
force that there are times

when you gotta
barrel ahead 24-7.

-But tonight is not one of those nights.
-Mm-mmm.

The boss, he's gonna shake
some Singapore trees.

Until that happens, we can't move
forward with the rental identities.

So, here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna come out and you're
gonna have a drink with us tonight.

Then you're gonna go home, you're
gonna get whatever sleep you can.

And then tomorrow, you'll come back
and work on that "mound of forensics."

-Fine.
-[Mark] Good answer.

-[chuckles]
-What about you?

Oh, I can't tonight.

-What? Huh?
-Let's go.

Fitz, you single?

-Uh, yeah.
-Yeah?

I mean, I've had plenty
of girls... Ladies.

Oh. Yeah, well, me too. Feels
good, right? Not to be tied down.

[Bell] Hey, we're
hitting Bonnie's.

Oh, um...

Okay.

I kept an eye on your sister
but I wasn't close enough.

For that I apologize.

And she still hasn't
texted back, so...

Oh. We'll call her from the bar.

You guys have fun.

-[Bell] See ya.
-See ya.

[pop music plays, on radio]

[Julio] In here.

-I made DoorDash.
-[gasps]

Did you get the polenta?

[Oliveras chuckles]

-[kisses] Glad you're back.
-Me too.

Man, they run you around, huh?

Never a dull moment.

Nope.

[sighs] Yeah, when I was in med school, I
had to pull three straight 24-hour shifts

in the ER and
things were jumping.

g*ng shootings, impalements...
[sighs] ...the works.

Think they do it just to
see if they can break you.

I know the feeling.

But you'll never break.

Never.

[inhales] Okay, uh, let
me put out some plates

and we can dig in.

[both moaning]

Or we can, uh, catch up.

That.

[agents laughing]

So, Finau comes out of the room,
he's holding a g*dd*mn snake.

Wait. What do you mean a snake?

No, no, no. I'm talking
a boa constrictor.

-No.
-Yes. Massive.

[mumbles] The dealer
had it as a pet,

thought we wouldn't go
into the terrarium...

-[laughs]
-Better you than me because

-I was not going anywhere near that thing.
-[laughing]

What about you, Fitz?
You were a cop, right?

[Fitz] Uh, yeah. Yeah.

I didn't arrest any boa
constrictors, I can tell you that.

-[agents laugh]
-But I do miss the camaraderie.

See... [stammers] ...I kinda thought
that Secret Service would be bonding,

tight-knit, family,
that kind of thing.

Maybe you haven't noticed,
but I like to talk.

Yeah. No, we've noticed.

[Fitz] Okay. Well, I've
been in Counterfeit Crimes

which is a lot of
computer screens.

And then the muzzle pile which has been


I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm glad
for task force duty, I really am.

But, honestly, the goal of
every Secret Service officer

is to get on POTUS's team.

You know what? That is
good. That sounds great.

-Anybody for, uh, round two?
-[Finau, Bell] Yes.

-Great. Here we go.
-[Fitz] Yep.

Which, by the way, they tell me takes
about 15 years till you get seniority.

So, in the meantime, I
might get to cover FLOTUS,

maybe one of the
children, I don't know...

-[Fitz] Maybe the dog.
-[Bell] Hey, Shepherd.

You want another round?

-Uh, what?
-You want another round?

-Uh, yeah. Yeah. Another IPA.
-Yeah?

-Hey, Meach.
-[Shepherd clears throat]

[attendee] Yes. Oh, absolutely.

Gentlemen,

as I said to the two officers
who wanted to question Mr. Teo,

the Singaporean PAP owns


You can save your
excuses, Mr. h*, Mr. Chua.

I don't want to hear them.

Governor might want
to listen, though.

You're the Singaporean reps?

-Yes, Mr. Governor.
-You're the mouth. And, what?

You're the backup?

[stammers] Mr. Governor, please.

-I think...
-Let me tell you what I know.

A m*rder of a 42-year-old
wife and mother took place

on Singaporean-owned
property this weekend.

The man who committed that m*rder
is also threatening my life

and the life of the President
of the United States.

[dramatic music playing]

[Shelby] Now, if the
Singaporean government

wants to hide information
from law enforcement,

and that man were to make
good on those threats,

how do you think that's
gonna play in the world?

How do you think that's
gonna play to the public?

Hell, to your senior officials

when they find out that
you could've helped...

You did nothing.

I... [clears throat]

I can see how you would
expect our full compliance.

Yes, I would.

I will make sure that happens.

Good.

Agent Blythe, anything
else you need from me?

No, Mr. Governor.

-I appreciate it.
-Then I'll expect an update soon.

[Nathan exhales]

[sighs]

[inhales]

[sighing]

-Sorry. Trying not to wake you.
-[grunts]

[sultry music playing]

No, it's... [grunts] It's cool.

[chuckles]

-[grunts]
-That was fun as hell.

-[Mark] Mm-hmm.
-[chuckles]

I put my Instagram
on your mirror.

DM me.

Okay.

-You don't know how to do that?
-No.

-[chuckling]
-No.

[rock music playing]

Still got it.

Blythe came through.

Teo's handing over everything.

[Mark] Listen, about
yesterday. I, um...

[sighs] ...I might've
said some things.

"Might've said some things"?

-You said some things.
-Okay, yes.

No, I... And it was uncalled
for, so I just wanna...

[sighs]

...I wanna apologize
for my behavior.

I don't know how to feel.

Well, you could say, uh...

I mean, this is like the day
Picasso painted Guernica.

Or Balboa discovered
the Pacific Ocean.

I mean, an apology...

-Oh, Jesus.
-...from Mark Meachum, what?

I never thought I'd see such
growth, such development.

-Okay, all right. That's fine.
-It's like a whole new you.

You know what must've happened?

When you went in for the treatment
and they shrunk part of your brain,

-it changed you.
-Yeah. No, get it out. Get it out.

Look, who knows what's
next? I don't know,

maybe letting me lead... lead an
interview, drive an investigation.

Something crazy like that.

-You know? Who knows?
-You done?

[inhales]

Yeah, I'm done.

I'm trying to be serious.

Oh, okay.

I'm happy for you. Okay?

Happy for you and...
[stammers] ...and the doctor.

[somber music playing]

He actually seems
like a good guy.

He is a good guy.

Good.

Well...

[inhales]

And let's be honest, I mean,

you and me?

Oh.

- That would've been... We
would've - Would've been f...

-wrecked everything we've got here.
-f*cking terrible.

Exactly.

Yeah.

Good.

Thank you, though, for,
you know, for apologizing.

And for being gracious in
your own f*cking weird way.

I appreciate it.

-Should we get back to work? Great.
-Yeah, let's do it.

[rock music playing]

[speaking Malay]

Mr. Teo apologizes for
the way you were treated.

-It's no problem.
-[speaking Malay]

[Lim] It seems there
was a misunderstanding.

Of course, we would like to fully
comply with the investigation.

-Great.
-[speaking Malay]

[Lim] Mr. Teo has all the
rental information of all the

Hammerhead cabins as
far back as 15 years.

Thank you.

If you need additional information from
Beruang Holdings, we are happy to help.

We are friends of
the United States.

Well, we appreciate it.

[Todd chewing]

-[dog whines]
-Morning, hon. When did you get up?

About 5:00.

[wife] Couldn't sleep?

Are you ready for your
breakfast, little precious?

Course you are.

[whines]

Okay.

Hey, honey, do you mind taking
Penny to see the vet this morning?

It's just a regular checkup.

It's your dog.

-Oh, I know that. But...
-[mumbles]

I'm going deer hunting. I
won't be back till the weekend.

Oh.

Nope. You're right,
I will figure it out.

Hey.

[smacks lips] I know that
you're dealing with a lot.

And I am not gonna add
to your burden, okay?

[calm music playing]

Hunting soothes you.
I understand that.

[sighs] Okay.

Bye, baby. Don't bother
your daddy, he's very busy.

Hey.

I'm kidding. [chuckles]

I do have one question and
then I-I swear I will stop.

Um, are you planning on
going back to work next week?

That's the plan.

Good. That's good.

Good.

-Okay, you be nice, little precious.
-[grunts]

{\an8}In poring over the information
from Beruang Holdings,

{\an8}this renter stood out to us.

Trevor Kellen
Pasternak. Goes by T.K.

He rented cabin six in Sugarloaf

for months at a time
going back a couple years.

T.K. is an ex-con. Did a four-year
stretch a decade ago for armed robbery.

-Paroled?
-[Shepherd] Nope, did the full time.

-That's rare.
-[Shepherd] Yeah.

We think he had some disciplinary problems
but we're waiting on prison records.

-What's he doing currently?
-Mm-hmm.

Well, looks like he
got into one of these

new-millennial cult-type
pseudo-religions. You know? Peace, love...

Crack, meth.

-[chuckles]
-[Bell] All of the above.

They sell tears of the spirit
mother online for 150 a bottle.

-You're kidding?
-[Bell] Nope.

-[Mark] I gotta get me a website.
-Nobody wants what you're selling, bro.

[Mark] That's what
you don't know.

Because my tears? Worth way more
than 150. Tastes like honey.

[Finau chuckling]

[Bell] Our boy T.K. has posted
over 300 entries on the site.

We also have this video of him
dancing with all the other loonies.

-[jolly music plays, on television]
-[clears throat]

-[Mark] Hmm.
-[Oliveras] Mmm.

-[Mark] Nice.
-[Finau whistles]

-[Oliveras] Right.
-You, um...

[Mark] Don't.

-You got an LKA?
-[Bell] Culver City.

He's got one of those
half-addresses. 88 and 1/2 La Salle.

Meachum, Oliveras, Finau, Fitz.

Bell, Shepherd, keep
working on the background.

-Okay.
-Got it.

[dramatic music playing]

All right.

Me and Meachum will check the
alley. You guys knock and talk.

-If he runs, we're there.
-[Finau] All right.

[tense music playing]

[dog barks]

Trevor Pasternak?

Federal officers, open up.

[dog barks]

[engine revving, in distance]

[engine revving]

[tires screech]

[engine revving continues]

He's running. He's running!

[punk rock music playing]

-[tires screech]
-[car horn honks]

[motorbike engine revving]

[Oliveras] Go, go!

Fitz, Finau, he's on a bike
heading north on Fairfield.

[Fitz] Okay, we'll head east on
Westwood. Try and cut him off.

-[car horn honks]
-[tires screech]

[tires screeching]

Dispatch TF-4. We
are on 500 block,

heading north on La Salle.

[Oliveras] We are in
pursuit of a suspect

-driving a red Honda motorcycle...
-[engine revving]

Requesting airship support

and available units in
the area to respond.

[Oliveras] There.

Hang on.

-[car horn honks]
-[tires screech]

f*ck.

-sh*t, sh*t... g*dd*mn it.
-He's in the wind.

Last seen on motorcycle
heading south on Braddock.

Hey. So, we pulled up some
more information on T.K.

Turns out, he did not
finish high school.

He dropped out in tenth grade.

Yeah, and looking at
his social media posts,

I mean, there are hundreds.

The guy can't put two sentences
together. His spelling is atrocious.

That got us thinking,
how can a guy this dumb

create a code that is unbreakable
by our best decryption software?

[Nathan] Prison
records came over.

[phone buzzing]

There were, uh,

a few disciplinary knocks.

And apparently he mixed it
up with the Fresno Bulldogs

to the tune of six broken ribs.

But what really
interested me was this.

Some art samples from
his prison courses.

Are you telling me
that this matches this?

-So what are we thinking? Two guys?
-Like a dyad?

Hey. Just heard back from DMV.

T.K. has an ex-wife who
lives in Temescal Canyon.

All right. Bell, Shepherd,
you take this one.

Boss?

Share the wealth, Meachum.

[whispers] Okay.

-[Bell clears throat]
-[birds chirping]

[sighing]

Ma'am, Special Agent Bell,

this is Special Agent
Shepherd with the FBI.

-FBI?
-Yes, ma'am.

Is this about T.K.?

What makes you say that?

What else would it be?

Nothing but misery that man
has brought, his whole life,

to anybody who was dumb
enough to stay with him.

Have you seen him?

If I had, I would've called you.

The b*stard owes
me 8,000 dollars.

When was the last
time you did see him?

[chuckles] Not long enough,
I can tell you that.

Ma'am?

Like, probably four years ago.

He knew my parents had money,

so he rooked me for 4,000
and then another 5,000.

And he blew it all on
some hopey-dopey bullshit.

Look, I don't
know. I don't care.

If you see him, give him a
big kick in the teeth for me.

All right, well, if he does
contact you, you'll give us a call?

Yeah.

Sorry I couldn't help.

She hasn't seen him in four years,
but she knew right away why we came.

[tense music playing]

And she didn't open
that door very wide.

[Bell] Mmm.

-[Bell inhales]
-[Shepherd clears throat]

Hey, ma'am. I'm sorry.
It's really hot up here.

Do you mind if I come in to grab
a glass of water real quick?

Oh, yeah, I don't
think that's...

He's here. Move!

-No, no, no. No, no. Leave him alone. Run!
-Ma'am. Ma'am. Ma'am. Ma'am.

-[ex-wife] Run, T.K.!
-[grunting]

Hey! Hey!

[T.K. grunts, groans]

Stay down! [grunts]

-[grunting]
-[panting]

Don't hurt him, you
b*stards! Don't hurt him!

Don't hurt him, you
sons of b*tches!

T.K.!

You brood of vipers.

[stammers] T.K.! T.K.! [sobbing]

[ominous music playing]

[birds chirping]

[people chattering
indistinctly, laughing]

[person] You didn't want to
wait, huh? [speaks indistinctly]

[people whispering, chattering]

-[wife laughing] Come on.
-Be serious.

-I am.
-Be serious.

-[people kissing, breathing heavily]
-[man] Mmm.

[man, wife chuckling]

[wife laughing]

[man exhales] Be serious.

-[people chattering, laughing]
-[man chuckling] Really? Please stop.

[tense music playing]

{\an8}[sighing]

[gasps] I'm innocent.

Innocent people don't run
from police on motorcycles.

I was confused.

-[Oliveras] That we can agree on.
-What?

If you didn't do anything,
why'd you hide from us?

Look, I just love everyone.

Okay?

I love you, I love you.

I love spirit mother.

And this life is a
gift from on high.

Then answer our questions.

I make people happy, okay?

People pay money to be happy.

And spirit mother says, "If you
give, you will receive ten-fold."

You know, spirit
mother also says,

"Make confession so that you
can, um..." [clicks tongue]

"So that you can
reap the benefits

-on Earth as you do in Heaven."
-[Mark] Yeah.

That's not true.

[Mark] Oh, it is.
Of course it is.

[chuckles] Yeah. No, it's
right, uh... [exhales]

It's right there in the, uh...

-the sacred text. Yeah.
-Mm-hmm.

You know, spirit
mother also says, uh,

"Make yourself unburdened
because there are no secrets."

Yeah. That's right.

She says to give up your
darkness so that you can be free.

Let me ask you.

Okay.

I was selling xannies. But
they were prescription excess.

-What?
-I was told prescription excess

could be sold legal.

T.K., we're not talking
about selling drugs.

You said unburden...

Talking about a rental
cabin in Sugarloaf.

Are you talking about
way out to Hammerhead?

Yes. Yes! Yes, T.K.

-You rent a cabin over there.
-No!

A guy pays me 500 dollars
to rent that place

-for him in my name.
-What guy?

I've never been to Sugarloaf.

-I don't even know where Sugarloaf is!
-What guy, T.K.?

Well... Well, just a guy.
He sent me this e-mail.

All I have to do is fill
out this application

and use a credit
card he sent me.

It was, like, prepaid.

Covered the cabin and it had another
five hundy on it. That was mine.

-You ever met this guy?
-[T.K.] Did you hear me?

Five hundred dollars, man.

I was working at Chicken Shack
for a week to make that scratch.

I wasn't gonna ask
him more questions.

That's the way spirit
mother does it.

"Least you expect, therefore
good things happen to you."

[T.K. breathes deeply]

Mmm. Did you get that?

-Yeah, sure did.
-Mmm.

Yeah.

And yet here you sit.

Okay. That's right.

All right.

He's not our k*ller.

Agreed.

He's too dim.

Mmm. He's an easy target
for somebody way smarter.

So, I got into T.K.'s laptop

that Finau pulled from the
half-address on La Salle.

You cracked it?

-Well, his password was "password".
-[chuckles]

[Shepherd] Anyways, he wasn't lying
about how he rented the cabin.

I found the e-mails sent
from an anonymous account.

Disposable phone number, burner
e-mail, Tor Browser for the VPN.

Somebody he was in jail with?

That would explain how he knew
he was out of jail and dealing?

Or someone from the
spirit mother world?

Well, how did T.K. get back
in touch with "anonymous"?

I mean, if it was a
one-way e-mail? A burner?

There had to be some way for him to
communicate if something went wrong?

Yeah, it could be a
secure chat, maybe.

-Let's check his private browser history.
-Yeah. Let's do it.

[Bell] Yeah.

Gonna get something.
You want anything?

No.

[Mark] Hey.

That was fun. Breaking
T.K. like that.

Yeah, it was.

Though he wasn't
much of a challenge.

-No, he was not.
-[inhales] Um,

listen, I was
thinking that, uh...

[sighs] ...when we get a minute,

when things, you know,
settle down a bit,

-maybe you and I could, uh...
-[clears throat]

[inhales] I don't know.

Join spirit mother for one
of the retreat or something.

They seem they got
their sh*t together.

-Go away. Get away.
-No? A little dancing?

-Get the hell away from me.
-Okay.

[Shepherd] Hey, guys. In here.

Meachum was right.

They were using an encrypted
chat to communicate.

I have the last data logs
from five months ago.

I could try to make contact

but it may take a while or
we may never hear anything.

-Do it.
-Okay.

[Shepherd clears throat]

All right. Well, I will alert
you if we get a message.

[computer beeps]

[dramatic music playing]

Type "we just wanna talk".

More looney tune manifesto?

No.

No, this is the Rosetta Stone
that translates the manifesto.

He wanted T.K. to get caught.

[Nathan] He wanted
us to reach out.

Why?

[computer beeping]

'Cause he wants us to read that.

[radio speaker] Can we expect
the American people to listen

{\an8}when they haven't been
listening for decades?

{\an8}I mean... Like, 9/11
didn't wake anyone up.

We've got zombies on the
streets all over this country,

at all times of day or night.

And we're just gonna act like
it's business as usual? I'm sorry.

No, sir. No, ma'am.

This is not the
country I grew up in.

This is not your country anymore.
This is some gross, mis...

[ominous music playing]

[rock music playing]

Are you her precious baby?

[grunts]

[sighs]

[whining]

Run.

Run!

The governor's press secretary
was k*lled at a gas station.

[Bell] What do we know so far?

[detective] None of the
witnesses heard the shot,

but angle of entry and exit suggest
somewhere out towards the hillside.

-[Mark] What do you got?
-There.

[Oliveras] Who is that?