All of these cases,
all of these people are related.
Lamont Moore. ROBY:Dario Donnelly.
Lynn Zobrist. The sick mindbehind all of these murders
is Dr. Diane Auerbach.
I was so certain thatshe was responsible.
(screams)
Max, you need to see this.
I need you to get tworooms at the Aurora.
One for me, one foryou. Use fake names.
RAJAN: Players areassigned a target.
Once they eliminateone, they inherit
that player's target astheir next assignment.
That was the plan, take outthe last man standing yourself?
But you made thatpretty impossible.
I gave my best playera real challenge.
You're all in the gamenow. May the best man win.
♪ You'll reach in my brain ♪
♪ And it drives me insane ♪
♪ How you touch me this way. ♪
(man whistling)
♪ ♪
BRYAN: You know we have afully stocked minifridge
in our hotel room, right?
I am not paying ten dollars
for bottled water.
Not even after the apocalypse.
Your mom's a civilservant, not a high roller.
BRYAN: How long are weplanning on staying?
I thought you caught theguy who wanted you dead.
One of 'em, but it kind ofseems like there's another one.
And we just got tobe careful, okay?
It won't be forever.
ROBY: Hi.
Dad.
(chuckling)
You got here fast.
Well, there's a deranged killer
hunting your mama.
It seemed urgent.
I'm worried about you.
I've only been in town an hour
and I've alreadytracked you down.
Daniel, it wasreally kind of you
to come all this way,but we're gonna be fine.
I promise... Maxine.
We're still a family.
I'm not going anywhere.
Not until you're really safe.
I am so sorry.
I can't do this. I can't.
BRYAN: That went well.
Poor Molly.
What have we got?
Adhesive residue onher wrists and ankles.
Killer had her bound up.
There's no blood, notrauma, no ligature marks.
I have no guess on cause.
Witness in that tent saw
a man wheel thiscart under the 15,
then walked off whistling.
Remembers a fancysuit, not a face.
It's all right. We knowexactly who did this.
He told us himself.
CHAVEZ: He signed his work?
He's not just signing his work.
He's giving us the finger.
The only print found atMolly Tate's dump site
was the digitus medius.
He's flipping us the bird.
Lovely. In silver ink.
Here's our man, Ronald Winter.
WILLOWS: Quite the mugshot.
His wanted poster's gonnalook like an Armani ad.
Put it on the localnews, make him famous.
I can't find any othertrace of his life online.
Uh, this was for afirst-time offense.
Cyberstalking.
So now he's crawlingout from behind
his keyboard to put on a show?
Going public like this feelslike Molly's his opening act.
Who's the audience?Why dump her like that?
This guy was drafted into thattwisted wheel of death game.
But that's over. Why keep going?
RAJAN: He's a bitdifferent from the others
tangled up in Ted Hester'sSilver Ink Murders.
Ron had a troubled youth, too,
but look.
ROBY: Look at that IQ.
160? WILLOWS: Ifhe's that smart,
you got to imaginehe's got an endgame.
RAJAN: Maybe he's alreadytold us what it is.
The postcards, the scribbleson the walls in the white room.
What? ROBY: We hadthe same instinct
when Ted told us about Ron.
So much so that Catherinecalled a forensic linguist
at Quantico. They'reworking on it, but...
We don't have enough materialfor the cryptanalysts.
If we had a large enough sample,
they could find patterns,figure out how Ron's
symbols could group into words,
sentences, but... we need more.
You're gonna need moreevidence of every kind.
Anything that tellsus where Ron is.
(phone chimes)Well, Sonya's ready
to walk us throughMolly's autopsy.
Let's start there.
Jack, please, whereare we on the coffee?
I need caffeine.
Like, any form. Intravenouswould be acceptable.
Hey, sis. How aboutyou look down?
ROBY: You all right?
You look kind ofexhausted. Yeah.
I'm fine. I just...
I was up all nightwith this autopsy while
lover boy over there wasout gallivanting around.
RAJAN: Did you go on a date?
How'd it go?
Well, he was wearing the sameclothes as yesterday, so...
She was talking aboutthe autopsy. Ah.
You are right. Um, notas well as I hoped.
But I still can't tellyou what killed Molly. Mm.
All signs point to Mollybeing poisoned orally.
See those small tearsin her laryngopharynx?
That makes me thinkthat she was forced
to swallow something,something that
did this. ROBY: Whoa!
Yeah. Pretty sure theliver's not supposed
to look like a sliceof Swiss cheese.
Hepatic vacuolizations.Ricin poisoning?
SONYA: That's whatI thought, but no.
I spent hourstesting the contents
of her stomach. Not a drop.
And then I got reallyconfused when I opened up
her large intestine andfound extensive bleeding.
Okay, now that soundslike hydrogen cyanide.
It does, but again, no.
And before youask, I also tested
for arsenic and strychnine.
Even though it couldn't possiblybe either of those, because...
(heavy breathing)
ROBY: Hey.
You okay?
Yeah.
Um... (clearsthroat) Sorry, uh...
Couldn't be either ofthose, because those poisons
don't cause hepaticvacuolization
and bloody GI, so...
so I am completely...
Come on, sit down,take a seat, come on.
Yeah. Let's get somewater and sit down.
Whoa!
JACK: Sonya!
My heart... My heart is racing.
Sonya? Sonya, are you okay?SONYA: Get away from me!
Get out! Just getout! No! I... No...
Seal off the morgue!
Molly's a Trojan horse.
JACK: What areyou talking about?
ROBY: That's whyhe dumped her.
He's using her bodyto poison all of us.
Control, C16. Thisis CSI Allie Rajan.
I need medical assistanceat my location immediately!
Tell me how to help you.
I don't know. (groans)
I think whatever killedMolly, it's killing me.
Listen. Listen.Just stay with me.
(wheezing)
♪ ♪
♪ Who... are you? ♪
♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ Who... are you? ♪
♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪
♪ I really wanna know ♪
♪ Who... are you? ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪♪ Who... ♪
♪ Come on, tell me whoare you, you, you ♪
♪ Are you! ♪
DOCTOR: We needto restrain her!
NURSE: Having a hardtime. She's convulsing.
DOCTOR: Preppingthe pentobarbital.
(screams)
DOCTOR: Give heranother 25 mils.
(Sonya screaming)
Do they know what it is?
No, but they juststarted testing.
And they're straighton symptomology.
Her heart is racing.She can't stand.
She's got severe abdominal pain.Have they checked for sepsis?
Jack, they knoweverything that we do.
They're doing all they can, hon.
How'd this happen?
RAJAN: Sonya saidthat she was poisoned
by the same poisonthat killed Molly Tate.
Was it airborne?
RAJAN: We don't think so.
She was with the body for hours.
She said it was a Trojan horse.
Rigged to release poison.
I just don't know how.
Are-are you all in danger?
No, none of us evertouched Molly's body.
Maybe this is why the guy snuckinto our morgue, to-to scout it.
Guys, I don't know how longSonya has if we don't figure out
what did this. We will.
All right? We will.
Whether we haveto track down Ron
and pry it out ofhim or identify
the poison on ourown, we will, okay?
Where do you want us?
Joshua, I want you atMolly Tate's house.
Beau and Penny areat the White Room.
Allie, I need you to suit up.
Somebody's got to look atthe body... I-I can help.
I've got, I'vegot Sonya's notes.
I-I don't want to justsit on the sidelines here.
I was gonna say,"Work with Jack."
This man came afterone of our family.
We need all the help we can get.
And he's gonna realize whata big mistake that was.
I'm gonna grab Catherine,
and we're gonna talk to TedHester. He picked this guy.
Maybe he'll tell us something.
Hey.
You think this is a good idea?
To sit down with Ted?
I mean, he's the one whoput you in the crosshairs.
Yeah.
Well, now he's in mine.
I don't know what to tell you.
Ron's pretty smart.
If he doesn't want tobe found, he won't be.
You put him up to this?Actually, I didn't.
Ronald's playinghis own game now,
and whatever he does nextwill be a surprise to us all.
You know, the one thingI can say for sure is
it's gonna feel good.
What is?
Being vindicated.
I had the perfect way
to find and eliminateserial killers,
and you stopped me.
Now we all get to seeif that was a good idea.
I get that thisis a game for you.
But wouldn't it be more funif everybody knew how to play?
I might be able to pointyou in the right direction,
for a price.
What do you want? Not much.
A little privacyand a PlayStation 5
so I can play Shadow Cell.
Give up your MVPfor a video game?
ROBY: That's myson's favorite.
They shoot zombies andchat with their friends.
It's just fun.
You found Richard Sloanthrough that game.
Is that how youtalk to Ron, too?
Nice try, Dr. Frankenstein.
We're not handing you adirect line to your monster.
ROBY: I tell you what.
You give me your user name,
we'll see what we can doabout that private cell.
Sorry.
I don't negotiatewith terrorists.
That's what you are.
Needlessly puttingthe innocent at risk
from people like... You?
Ronald Edward Winter.
Something tells me I'm gonna beseeing you again soon, ladies.
♪ ♪
Ready? Let's find outwhat your sister ran into.
(sighs)
SONYA (on recording):Okay, it's 11:45 p.m.,
December 15, 2022.
This is Sonya Nikolayevich,
head ME Clark County.
I'm performing an autopsyon a 32-year-old female vic,
and tonight, I'm going in solo.
Hope the date's fun, Jack.
Okay, first impressions.
No blunt-force trauma,
no GSW, no knifewounds. Possibly poison.
But I do need to getinside to be sure.
I'm using a number ten
to perform astandard Y incision.
Never seen liver vacuolizationlike this before.
(computer chimes)
But the presence of blood
in the vic's GItract has me stumped.
And while I'm asking questionsthat don't have answers,
why is there an injection site
on the upper rightquadrant of the abdomen?
RAJAN: So Sonya openedthe injection site.
Standard procedure.
If you see something on thesurface you can't explain,
you gotta go deeperto find the answers.
Wait, what is that?
It's like a pocket
in between the layersof Molly's skin.
Condition and the color saysit was created postmortem.
That would meanthat Ron made it.
Why would he do that, and how?
I think I can answerboth questions.
JACK: After he killed her,
Ron gave her anintradermal injection.
The liquid forced the layersof Molly's skin apart,
creating this pocket.
RAJAN: And that pocketheld his mystery poison
until Sonya sliced it open.
Mm.
Got a little spatter here.
Did you hear that? I thinkthat's when it happened.
That's it, right there.
When she hit this dermalpocket, that was it.
I think you're right.
I think that'show she got dosed.
Okay.
I'm gonna test this
and tell you what I find.
Huh. CHAVEZ: This guydidn't just kill Molly Tate.
He got her poor fish, too.
FOLSOM: We got serioussigns of a struggle.
This is probablywhere it went down.
(gasping)
He held her here, too.
Same residue was onMolly's wrists and ankles.
He sure was carefulto keep the room dark.
Had to make it look likenobody was home three days ago.
That's a prettyspecific timeline.
Right after wearrested Ted Hester,
I sent a car over hereto check on Molly.
The uniforms knocked, no answer.
(crying out)
Thanks, Molly.
This might tell us whathe was playing with.
OFFICER: Ma'am, Ineed you to stay back.
WOMAN: This is mydaughter's house.
OFFICER: This isa crime scene.
I want to see her. Iwant to see my Molly!
She was poisoned?
I'm so sorry, ma'am.
This was always ourworst nightmare.
Molly had so many allergies.
Peanuts, bananas, cotton.
We spent her whole childhood
terrified of anaphylaxis.
Did she takemedication for that?
I'll give you a list.
She was on morethan allergy meds.
Molly had sometrouble emotionally.
Ever since she was a little kid.
That may actually bewhy she was targeted.
What?
We recently arrested areally disturbed individual.
He had a list offolks who suffered
mental health afflictionslike your daughter.
He was trying toget rid of them.
Molly wasn't a bad person.
Her troubles, theywere just baked in.
We got her doctors.
We got her fish.
Whenever Molly felt like shewas slipping under the waves,
I bought her anotherfriend to keep her company.
Help her swim back up.
It never solved anything, but...
She knew you cared.
A few months ago,everything changed.
Out of nowhere, Mollystarted refusing my help.
What?
FOLSOM: The guywe told you about,
he made contact withher a few months back.
He may have beenblackmailing her.
If you know something...She never told me anything.
She kept me out.
I always tried, but...
You did what you could.
Well, clearly, it wasn't enough.
Just tell me that you're goingto find the person who did this.
♪ ♪
The poison thatkilled Molly Tate.
I've run it through theAgilent, the GC/MS, the Xevo,
the IXRF and the FTIR.
Nothing. I can't identifyit. It's either novel or...
Extremely rare.
I did a bit better.Epithelials from the pocket
confirm it belongedto Ron Winter.
And the GC/MS determined that
the holes were causedby nitric acid.
I wonder if he splashed himselfwhilst he was making the poison.
If we could find him, maybehe'd just tell us what it is.
Either that or
we'll have to hope he wrote
his recipe down someplace.
FINADO: Foundmore hieroglyphs.
This guy had a lot to say.
(sighs) I can't tell youwhat any of it means.
I've been staringat squiggles so long
I'm starting to see'em in my sleep.
Memory card's almost full.How many squiggle pics
do think it'll take to crackthe Ron Winter crazy code?
Code breaking's hard.
I doubt anyone can say howmany character combos we need
to start finding patterns.
The linguist at Quanticojust said "more."
GILL: Well, I've been keepingtrack of distinct characters,
and I think we're at 34.
That's eight more thanmy favorite alphabet.
Maybe it alltranslates to Cyrillic.
FINADO: We oughtto be looking for
repetitions of thesame character.
That's how Alan Turing crackedthe Nazi's Enigma code.
GILL: Those two looklike the Bat-Signal.
Zodiac's code took50 years to crack.
Just leave that tothe supercomputers.
We're just better offfocusing on the evidence.
Nobody collectsbaseball cards anymore?
Why did he have so manyinfrared smoke detectors?
Maybe Ron's a safety nut.
Well, none of 'em wentoff when the fire started.
Some of 'em don'teven have batteries.
(phones ringing) These arejust completely disabled.
(ringing)
(phones ringing) Hey.
(phones ringing)
ALL: Hello?
Mr. Winter,
this is you, isn't it?
Good afternoon, Maxine.
Let's give everyone a moment
to join before we begin.
Hello? This isDetective Chavez.
Who is this?
WINTER: Sounds likewe have a quorum.
It's nice to meet everyone.
I am Ronald Winter.
Of course, you know that.
Just the man we're looking for.
I'm the man you're hunting.
But that's a two-waystreet, isn't it?
What have we done to you, Ron?
Why would you poisonour medical examiner?
Is this Miss Rajan?
I read about you.
I'm sorry, I won't be divulgingthat information at this point.
RAJAN: Why not? I mean, theman that was blackmailing you
is in jail.
His game is over.
WINTER: Yes, I readabout Mr. Hester.
It was very kind of youto take care of him.
But, uh, you foundhim a little too late,
or too early.
I'm not really quitesure which it is.
If you're not actingon his orders,
Ron, what are you doing?
It's somethingmuch, much bigger.
It was a shame aboutDr. Nikolayevich,
but I thought it wasonly fair to show you.
I can get to anyone. Anyone.
Anywhere.
I had to assume Mr. Hesterwould have promulgated my name.
That is what he does, after all.
So I had to make itclear what would happen
if he would notgive me the space
to finish what I started.CHAVEZ: The only way this ends
is with you behind bars.
No!
Now is when you listen,
so you don't get hurt.
I just called you to tell you
to sit back and relax.
Let me lighten your workload.
What does that mean, Ron?
Ron.
What does that mean?(phone disconnects)
RAJAN: How did Ron getall our phone numbers?
ROBY: Well, he walked intoour lab and left a note.
Clearly, he tooksomething with him.
WINTER (over computer):Now is when you listen,
so you don't get hurt.
I just called you to tell you
to sit back and relax.(children shouting)
Let me lighten yourworkload. Did you hear that?
Mm. Not Ron.
What's happening behind him.
WILLOWS: That soundslike kids playing.
Maybe he's calling from a park?
Hardly narrows it down. Yeah.
I just wish LVPD couldhave traced his call.
Mr. Winter is way too savvyto be caught like that.
We're gonna have tofind a different way
to catch this guy.
What about his mystery poison?
Do Sonya's doctors haveany idea what it was yet?
No. We're all still bangingour heads against the wall.
WILLOWS: So it's up tous to identify the poison
and save Sonya's life.
Yeah, one this exoticmight tip Ron's hand
and help us find him. Max?
Yeah?
There is someone in your office
you're gonna wantto talk to. Who?
Ronald Winter.
Senior.
WINTER SR.: I wish Iwas more surprised.
Ronnie's always been a...
a handful.
We're not close.
He got his brainsfrom his mother,
and never had much use forme. Neither of 'em did.
Is he with her now?
Helen died of cancer.
She left me with a six-year-old
who was alreadysmarter than I was.
It was no picnic,
but I did all I could.
Probably not, though, right?
I mean, you sayyour son is gifted?
He's a killer.
He poisoned an innocent woman,
and used her body
to poison one ofour colleagues, too.
I'm sorry to hear that.
We do not need your sympathy.We need your son's location.
I don't know where Ronnieis. Well, neither do we.
Look, ladies, it's likeI told the detective.
I-I wish I could help.ROBY: Okay. So let me guess.
You came in here to saythat you helped the police,
but you haven't givenus a damn thing.
You got his number? Call him.
Call him.
He won't answer.
(line ringing)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Yourcall has been forwarded...
See? to an automaticvoice message...
We only ever talk over text.
Most times, I need a dictionary
just to get the gist.
WILLOWS: "Orgulous.Umbrage. Ennui."
God, what a gasbag.
Ronnie's big ol' vocabularymay be just what we need
to track him down
if he uses theseobscure words online.
Right? Oh, whoa, whoa,whoa. No, we keepin' this.
Allie.
What are you doing here, Jack?
I just came from the hospital.
Sonya's heartrate's over 100.
Her blood pressure's 90/60.
All her vitals are headingthe wrong direction.
I don't know how long she's got.
I came here because whatevershe got splashed with,
it's giving her apositive GUAIAC test.
That's usually an indicatorof arsenic or amatoxin.
I know. We eliminatedboth of those.
Along with strychnine,cyanide, ricin.
I just, like, I can'tthink of another poison
that would trigger a positive.
I can.
Abrin.
Damn it, it's negative! How?
Maybe...
Maybe the test is wrong.
High-affinitymonoclonal antibodies
have made these testsincredibly accurate.
It's not abrin.
I just don't understand why...
(cries out) (beaker shatters)
(sniffles) Itshould have been me.
Sonya would have figured outwhat the poison was by now...
and saved me.
Jack, we're gonnasave your sister.
I promise you.
You're not supposed to makepromises to the family.
I know.
But I'm making one anyway.
DANIEL: Go ahead, take 'em.
A buddy of mine has a rentalproperty out in Henderson.
You and Bryan willbe safe there.
You can stay aslong as you need.
No strings attached.
Daniel, you don'tneed to do this, okay?
Actually, Maxine, I do.
I have to do something.
I've had four yearsto think about
where it went wrong with us.
And my biggest regret isnot being more decisive.
Not showing you.
Daniel, if...
Hey, I flew across the country.
Will you let me finish asentence? I'll let you finish.
Do you rememberwhat I said to you
the day Bryan was born? Yes.
What?
That we were gonna make mistakes
as parents. Yeah.
But that we're gonnamake them together.
And we did.
For a while we wereon the same page.
But then things changed
If I'm being honest...
I changed.
I'm sorry.
You do not owe meanything. Okay?
I just want to protectthe people I care about.
You never left thetop of the list.
I just stopped saying it.
Here.
(elevator bell dings)
Whoa, this is not the same code.
This is math. Ron wascalculating something.
Math is a language we do know.
This could be likeour Rosetta Stone.
I mean, do you thinkit even adds up?
What do you mean? I mean,
None of the rest of thiseven makes sense, Penny.
You ever heard of the phrase"ravings of a madman"?
What, you think thisis all gibberish?
That would be so disappointing.
What have you got?
Just a burnt mess,but it's a burnt mess
that smells like accelerant.
Is that turpentine and butane?
Yeah. Diesel, too.
I think Ron made achemical cocktail
to ensure that the fireburned real hot right here.
I don't think he was interestedin torching the whole room
as much as he wasdestroying this.
What do you think this was?
FINADO: More smoke detectors,and... I don't know yet.
You're the one who's alwaysbragging about her Lego skills.
♪ ♪
You see this dark blob?
I'm pretty sure it used tobe a size-six rubber stopper.
Well, whatever it is, I thinkit was on the end of this
melted tan noodle,
which I think lookedlike a latex hose.
Got your noodle'sother end melted to
a bunch of shattered glass.
Might be a tank of some kind.
Well, that corroded husk isdefinitely a car battery.
And we've got these electrodes.Got a tank, a power supply...
latex hose. I mean,the setup is perfect
for electrolytic precipitation.
Ron had himself alittle chem lab.
That's why he rigged it to burn,
so we'd never figure outwhat he had cooked up.
We'll see about that.
GC/MS doesn't care howbig of a mess he made.
Okay.
Tropane. Tropane?
Tropane.
Okay, uh, I'll get Max.
You call the hospital. FINADO:This doesn't makes sense.
Tropane isn't a poison.
Not unless youingest gallons of it.
It's a precursor that can beturned into atropine or cocaine.
But neither of those chemicalswas on Sonya's tox screen.
Yeah, I know.
It's another dead end.
If there's any change...Okay, thank you.
They had to put Sonya ina medically-induced coma.
The pain was too much.
We may have a new angle soon.
Mm-hmm. DA's making adeal with Ted Hester.
His lawyer insistshe knows Ron's plan.
They're meeting right now. Tellhim to make space at that table.
Catherine and Iwant a second crack.
Hey, Max.
You look about like Iwould if I was about to
give a present to a manwho ordered my death.
You really don't haveto do this with me.
You're as bad as my ex.
So he's worried about you, too?
Yeah, he doesn'tthink I feel safe.
Pupils are dilated. Unreactive.
Get back! Get back!He's crashing!
WILLOWS: That's Ted.
Ron's pretty smart.
WILLOWS: What happened?
FEMALE EMT: He's seizing.
MALE EMT: I needvitals on him now.
Take his pulse ox.
(siren wailing)
Winter did say,"Anyone. Anywhere."
Yeah, but he didn'ttell us who's next.
That looks familiar.
RAJAN: Is that theslide of Ted's liver?
It looks worse than Molly's.
JACK: His GI tract isin worse shape, too.
He must've got an even
more concentrated dose of...
What? What does this?
I'm not seeing any puncturemarks on Ted's skin
with the forensic scope.
Means he's notanother Trojan horse.
JACK: Ron didn't haveaccess to Ted's body.
He must have somehowpoisoned his food.
You think he took it orally?
You see that bluishgoo right in there?
That is the aftermathof a cupcake,
which was definitelynot on the jail's menu.
Chavez can pull surveillanceup from the jail,
but I don't think weshould get our hopes up.
Yeah.
It's not like you needAndy Dufresne's tunnel
to smuggle contraband
into Clark County jail. Okay.
I'm gonna choose to lookon the bright side here.
Both Ted and Mollyswallowed the poison.
That's why they died so quickly.
Sonya was exposedthrough her skin.
Her symptoms might beprogressing slower,
but they're still progressing.
Her SpO2's dropped below 90%.
She's got hours,
not days, and the guythat did this to her,
he-he could be anywhere.
♪ ♪
Okay, Mr. Winter. Here we are.
Looks like there was aproblem with your garment.
What are you talking about?
You have a stain wecouldn't get out,
from your lab coat.
Something abrasive.Maybe bleach?
(inhales softly)
Well...
I appreciate you trying.
Say, do you like cupcakes?
Today was my niece'sbirthday party, and uh...
I almost have a whole box left.
Sure.
All right, Agent Mercer,that's the last one.
You guys get it?
MERCER (over speaker):Page 245. Clear as a bell.
Yeah, but it should be45,234 characters total.
That's a start.We'll let you know.
Whoa, whoa. (chuckles softly)
How about an ETA?
How long does itusually take your fancy
code-cracking software to,you know, crack the code?
The characters are handwritten.
Lots of variance.
Could take nine or ten years.
(quietly): What? GILL(chuckling): Uh, sorry.
Sounded like you saidnine or ten years?
Could be. Could benine or ten days.
Call me next week...I'll let you know
which way it's looking.(call hang sup)
Isn't that guy head ofthe FBI Cryptanalyst Unit?
What's he got, acomputer powered by
a hamster wheel?Beau warned me
it'd be slow going. Even so,
you think we could runthe Bureau's software
on all our computers?
Focus up, Penny.
Oh, I'm not playing Shadow Cell.
I'm searching its chatfunction. For what?
Max thinks that Ted contactedRon through the game,
so I've been trying tofind their correspondence.
But without knowingtheir screen names,
and with over 80 millioncomments in the chat,
it feels like that's a searchthat'll take a decade, too.
Mm-hmm. I just spent an hour
on the phone to amathematician from MIT
who finally admittedhe has no idea
what this calculation'ssupposed to be.
Beau's been doingthe same thing.
With similar results.
You'd think math would bean easier language to decode
than schizophrenic medievalgibberish. (phone ringing)
Maybe I'll ask him.
Can you trace it?Yeah, I can try
with an IMSI catcher.
Okay.
(line ringing)
RAJAN (over phone): Hello?
Ms. Rajan, hello. How are you?
Not great, Ron.
A friend of mine is in ICU.
You put her there.
She would be a lot better ifyou told me what you used.
I'm sorry, I really dowant to share with you,
but not that.
Why not? WINTER: Many reasons.
How's Ted Hester?
He's very dead.
Is that why you called?
To confirm that he's gone?
You're... quite brilliant,
actually. How didyou pull it off?
You're quite clever,too, Miss Rajan.
I wasn't admittedonce to Harvard,
let alone twice.
But I must insist,
we won't bediscussing my methods.
My motives are moreinteresting anyway.
Where are you, Ron?
Let's meet up andtalk in person.
Oh, Miss Rajan.
How utterly disappointing.
From what I glean remotely,
you're the mostperspicacious CSI.
Ron, you flatter me.
But I have toask... to what end?
Because we are both afflicted.
Plagued.
Did you poison me, too?
No, uh, I haven'texposed you to anything
that you aren'timmune to already.
And what's that?
People.
Hell is other people.
Their stupidity.
You might be theonly other person
who understands what I'm doing.
I think you'll be grateful oncethey've all been eradicated.
Who? Who are you referring to?
Patience, Miss Rajan.
You will see tonight.
It really will be, uh...
lights out.
(call beeps off)
RAJAN: Tell me you traced it.
ROBY: And thenhe just hung up?
RAJAN: Penny said hewas using a relay device
to stop us frompinpointing his location.
Smart as advertised.Where are we on poison?
All we can tell youis what it isn't.
It's not tropane.
That's the only chemicalwe found in Ron's DIY lab.
Why would he set afire to hide a chemical
that's not the poison?
Well, he might've added tropane
to mask whatever hewas actually making.
You see this plating?
Tropane's organic.
Its extraction doesn'tleave metal on electrodes.
So something else must've beenthe source of that plating.
Any ideas?
Unfortunately, we have none.
Hold on.
How many of theseinfrared smoke detectors
did Ron have? FINADO: Dozens.
None of them work;
it was a weird littlecollection. Then that's it.
Wait. You think...
Infrared smoke detectors contain
tiny amounts ofvarious heavy metals.
Right. It's what makes them sosensitive to smoke particles.
He was probablyharvesting heavy metal ore
from the smoke detectors.
He could dissolveit into a solution
if he had a strongenough acid...
RAJAN: Like nitric acid,
which explains the holesin his shirt pocket.
So Ron was usingthese electrodes
to send different currents
into his acidsolution to draw out
a metal of his choice.
A really nasty metal...
Thallium.
That's his poison.
If I remember my Introinto Inorganic Chemistry,
symptomology...
checks out.
Cellular death in the GI walls,bleeding in the small colon,
vacuolization of the liver...
It was thallium.
How'd we miss this?
Because heavy metalpoisoning is so rare
there's only one machineon Earth that could ID it.
And we don't have anion coupled plasma
atomic emissions spectroscope.
Only geolabs do.
ROBY: We're damnstraight gonna get one.
But first...
there's an antidote.
(slaps table)
As soon as they administeredthe Prussian blue,
Sonya's heart ratestarted coming down.
She's not out of thewoods yet, but...
Is that sign language?
When we were younger, Sonyaforced me to learn ASL
so that we could talk trashabout our idiot stepfather
in front of him.
What are you saying to her?
"I love you."
But she's notresponding. (inhales)
RAJAN: Jack...
if her vitals areany indication,
she's coming back to us.
The man that did this to her...
We're gonna find him.
♪ ♪
BRYAN: Feels like a weird timeto learn how to play Shadow Cell.
I need your login.
I tried to get my own,
but they wouldn't give me access
to the message board.
Should I be offended?
No.
You actually have to playthe game to access the chat.
All right. No lurking.
So, while the game isloading... ROBY: Mm-hmm.
You gonna tell me whyyou've been avoiding Dad?
He said you haven't beenreturning his calls.
I have not been...
Been... I mean...
Okay. Me and your dad, um...
I don't know. I just,I mean... I don't know.
What do you mean youdon't know? I don't know.
Can we just search "thallium"with two L's, please?
(groans)
Okay, we got one.
DymphnasReaper37 said"thallium" in a chat
three months ago. Excuse me.
"My favorite metal couldsolve every problem
"at Mountain Vista.
"I see 293 problems,but an MO ain't one.
All they need do is breathe."
Oh, my God.
This formula calculates dosage
for his next attack.
It's a mass casualtyevent. Joshua!
Mom, what's going on?
Hey, man. ROBY: Iknow what Ron meant
when he said
he was gonna lighten our load.
He's gonna aerosolize thallium
and poison 293 people,
and I know where...
Mountain VistaPsychiatric Hospital.
FOLSOM: The mentalhospital in Henderson?
ROBY: Yeah, theyhave 293 beds.
If we don't get there in time,
there will not beenough body bags
in Clark County.
And we got to getthere by lights out.
♪ ♪
This is the most recentphoto of Ron Winter we have.
Keep your eyes peeled.
Yeah, remember,"lights out," 8:30.
It gives us half anhour before he...
Atomizes the thalliumand kills us?
Yeah, Catherine'sright. Where's SWAT?
We should bestorming this place.
CHAVEZ: LVPD hasplain clothes inside.
They're helping staff leadpatients few at a time, but...
any large actioncould tip off Ron.
Then? Boom.
If he's smart... Andwe know Ron is...
He will put hisdevice in a vent shaft
and then use theAC to blow death
all over the building, okay?
I gave my guys your order.That's where they're looking.
But I-I got some pushback.
They don't know whyyou're so certain.
Tell them I readall about it online.
Society has much biggerproblems than that.
Better to flip the table
and knock all the broken piecesoff the board in one fell swoop.
TED: How?
RON: I could brewsomething special.
Something... expeditious.
TED: Poison.
RON: It's only fair, isn't it?
They infect, they contaminate,
they pollute everyone theycome into contact with.
They are God'sgreatest mistakes.
And what do youdo with mistakes?
Erase them.
You know the mostdelicious part of my plan?
Once the angel of death hasvisited Mountain Vista...
they'll never find me.
♪ ♪
And they'll never catch me.
Hey, Ronnie.
That's him.
I'll cut him off up front!
CHAVEZ: Hey! Stop!
FOLSOM: Law enforcement! Move!
CHAVEZ: Out of the way, move!
FOLSOM: Stop!
(Ron shouts) (Folsom grunts)
(groaning)
You're too late.
We got him. We got him.
Wait, wait. You have Winter?
We do, but he doesn't haveit on him and he won't talk.
Damn it.
Beau...
FINADO: That's it.
That's it. That's it.
GILL: That's less thana minute, Beau. Come on.
Can you disarm it?No. Not enough time.
(beeping)
Is it gonna...(exhales) No, it held.
But we're... We're notgonna touch it, okay?
The thallium has been contained.
ROBY: Oh, God.
♪ Don't ask for the truth ♪
♪ Then call me a liar... ♪
Hey! What does this say?
♪ But my soul'sgetting tired... ♪
Hey.
It doesn't matter anymore.
♪ Show me the difference... ♪
It was you. Right, Miss Rajan?
You were the one whorealized it was thallium.
It could only have been you.
I'm disappointed.
I thought you, of all people,
would realize whatI was trying to do.
RAJAN: I do understand.
You were trying tokill innocent people.
Hardly.
These people area needless burden.
They're mentally malformed.
No, you're the only malformedmind that I see around here.
You can only pretend to turna blind eye for so long.
But you see it. I know you do.
It is our burden.You're so wrong.
I didn't stop you alone.
No matter how brilliantyou think you are,
you're not smarter or better
or more righteousthan the people
that fight every single dayto stop people like you.
What you don't understandis I was trying...
Save it for yourmanifesto, buddy.
This job...
I mean, I love it,but some days...
Some days.
♪ Sometimes I wonder ♪
♪ If I'm ever gonnamake it home again ♪
I like it out here.
♪ It's so far... ♪
I don't want to go home.
You don't have to.
♪ Someone to talk to ♪
♪ And nobody else ♪
♪ Knows how to comfortme tonight... ♪
(quietly): Hey.
She says...
"Thank you," Allie.
Hey, I'm right here.
(both chuckling)
I cannot tell youhow grateful I am.
We couldn't havedone it without you.
Hear that?
I'm a hero.
Pretty much like a huge hero.
♪ Till I see you alone again ♪
♪ Till I'm home againand feeling right ♪
Have the doctors saidanything about her recovery?
There's really no way ofknowing how much damage
the thallium did toher nervous system.
It's...
It's gonna be along... long road.
Well, I'll neverbet against her.
She'll be back givingyou hell in no time.
(chuckles softly)
I hope so.
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