Previously on "The Rookie"...
An arm was foundnear Silverlake Reservoir
- this morning.- I honestly don't know
what instrument was used to remove it.
That arm is related toa case in Arizona.
A coroner there found an arm
that was severed withthat same mystery tool,
and both were done whilethe victim was still alive.
That's horrible.
And it means we're lookingat a possible serial killer.
- Should we be calling the feds?- Yeah, I already did.
I gotta bounce or my mom'll disown me.
See you at school.
Run.
- Synced and corrected by synk -- www.addic7ed.com -
- Ah!- Wow!
Hold on. Let me take this in.
My first home.
That I bought with my own money.
I'm so happy for you.
Really? You're okay thatI'm putting down roots here
when you live in D. C.?
Of course.
I love youuuu-ur neighborhood.
It's so eclectic and...
- Oh, my God.- Yeah.
You just dropped the L-bomband then ran for cover.
- No.- Oh, yeah, I get it.
I'm cute, smart,
up to my eyeballs in debtafter that down payment...
But I'm still winning at life.What's not to love?
Shall we christen the place?
Yes. Ah!
Test out the countertops?
- That sounds amazing.- Mm.
But the countertops areacid etched and very expensive.
- Hmm.- What about the bathroom floor?
- Yes.- Oh, you know what?
That tile is original.
What?
You're so spontaneous.
Come on.
Um... no.
- What?- Seriously?
I have to go into work.
Uh, this is...You're in the middle of a move.
- Garza gave you the day off.- I know.
And he would not bug meunless it was serious.
Movers are coming in literally an hour.
They're not gonna knowwhere to put any of this stuff.
Oh, but you will.
Is this a test?
100%.
And if you love me, you'll ace it.
Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
Okay.
Here you go.
One more kiss.
- Mm.- Bye.
Okay, listen up.
During a recent murder investigation,
LAPD uncovered what couldpossibly be a serial killer
operating right here in Los Angeles.
- Please.- We discovered a severed arm
that was not linked to our murder.
It had a unique cut.
Unique how?
It was too clean.
There were no striationsfrom a commercial blade,
no burn marks from an industrial torch.
We matched that unique cutto a severed leg
from a Black female found in Arizona.
That's when we called in Agent Clark.
And that's when I called in Antoinette.
I haven't been able to fullyexamine the limbs yet,
but it's clear that both weresevered using a waterjet cutter.
The waterjet uses an industrial pump
that propels water fasterthan the speed of sound.
It can cut through metal like butter.
It is not a common tool,which means our killer needed
both access and technical expertise.
Like a specialized factory worker.
Right. Or high-endconstruction contractors
often use waterjets to cut glass,
granite, marble, porcelain.
Does that mean you had access to one?
Yeah. I have a friendwho lends me his whenever I...
I just made myself a suspect, didn't I?
Yeah.
Swear it wasn't me.
They all say that. Don't worry, Carter.
I'm keeping my eyes on this one.
Were you able to I. D. The victims?
Not yet. Both limbs werecompromised from exposure,
so DNA typing is in process.
My next step is to examine the arm
that just landed in my lab.
- Good.- Would you mind if I watched?
Sure.
- Happy to have you.- Sweet.
Most serial murderers targeta certain type of victim.
On the face of it, the factthat our current victims
are different genders and races...
It suggests that there's a-anotherfactor that connects them.
Could it be opportunity killing?
Possible. But not probable.
Okay. I want everyonebringing their A-game today.
Understood?
Let's stop this guybefore he takes another victim.
Let's move. Thank you for your help.
Please reach outif you need anything else.
Of course.
So, how's the remodel design going?
Slowly, sorry.
Protecting and servinghas been a little hectic.
Tell me about it.
I still say you should hirea professional architect.
I say don't dim your shine.
Everything you've shown meso far looks great.
Okay, well, I will send yousome revised drawings.
And good luck withyour psychopath of the day.
- Thanks, handsome.- Bye.
So what's the first step?
A physical examination...Which I've already done.
Aside from the amputation area,
the condition of the limb is consistent
with the two-weektimeline since removal.
So while the victim was still alive?
Yes.
And the Arizona victim's leg
was removed approximatelytwo weeks before that.
That means our psycho killeris due to kill again soon.
Possibly. But carefuljumping to conclusions
at this early stage.
Science is about facts, not supposition.
And two instancesdon't constitute a pattern.
Is that an infrared camera?
Very good.
Now that I've examined the limbwith the naked eye,
it's time to seewhat I can't see naturally.
What's that?
That is how we're going to I. D.Our victim.
Sebastian Milner... Thirty-two years old
at the time of his death,out on parole for armed robbery.
His wife, Sheriece, reportedhim missing two weeks ago.
Thank you for coming in, Sheriece.
Did you find Sebastian?
Whatever it coststo bail him out, I'll pay.
Honey, I am sorry to tell you this.
But your husband has been murdered.
I knew he didn't leave me.My family can suck it.
Wait. Uh, what?
I've been defending Sebastianever since we became penpals
when he was in prison.
They all said he was using me,but, uh-uh, we fell in love.
Yeah. Um, when wasthe last time you saw him?
15 days ago.
He went out to the liquor storeat midnight to get a six-pack.
Never came home.
Before his disappearance,did you notice anything strange,
like phone calls where people hang up,
or was anyone following you guys?
No.
He always saidthe only way he would leave me
was if God took him.
Right. Well, God didn't do this.
But if you can rememberwhat liquor store he went to,
maybe we can find out who did.
Do you remember seeing this guytwo weeks ago?
Negative.
Do you know how many peoplecome in and out of my store every day?
Plenty, but this guy's a murder victim.
So look again.
Answer's the same. Don't recall.
Don't recall, or won't recall?
Maybe it'll jog your memoryif we check behind the counter,
see if you're stocking something...
Okay, okay.
Guy tried to rob me.Pointed a .44 in my face.
Then out of nowhere,
some dude shows up in a maskand tases him.
So you witnessed a murder?
Whoa, slow down.
I didn't witness nothing.I hit the deck.
When I got up, both guys were gone.
Why didn't you call the police?
I get robbed every other week.Cops don't do squat.
Dude with the mask saved my life.
Ain't no wayI was dropping a dime on him.
Well, now you are.
Get us your surveillance tapes.
So our serial killeris a masked vigilante?
How's the decorating going?
- Great. Ready?- Hey.
Using my keen profiling skills,
I channeled youand placed your furniture
exactly where you would want it. Boom.
- Mark. That's perfect...- Mm-hmm. Yes.
For someone withno sense of interior design.
Come on. A man of your skillsand talents.
The couch, for example, isthe visual anchor in the room,
and you have it up against the wall.
- Yeah.- Atlas. Hey, buddy.
Hey, Brendon. Um, Laura,when are you coming back?
Maybe it's better if you did this.
I can't. I'm on a serial.
Hello. My specialty.
Mine too.
And you are too busyproving your love for me
by getting my house squared away.
So glad I'm not dating you.
Me too.
Money! Now!
- Okay, okay, okay.- Money!
I got it.
What the hell kind of taser is that?
It's a picana.
It's basically a cattle prodused for torture.
It delivers twice the voltageof a stun gun.
Our suspect thinks he's Batman.
Last I checked, the caped crusader
doesn't cut criminalsinto tiny, little pieces...
Well, unless we're talkingabout Frank Miller's Batman.
You know, we just got a reportthat a teenager was attacked last night
by a guy with a big-ass knife.
Only to be saved by a masked manwith a cattle prod.
This is our guy.
- Yeah.- Let's ride.
Tell me.
When was the first time you feltthe impulse to hurt someone?
Hey, man,
I-I wasn't gonna touchthat kid... I swear.
Don't lie.
I know it sounds crazy,
but the truth will make this hurt less.
Why are you doing this to me?
The same reason you hurt people.
I'm a predator...
only I rage against my fate.
Whereas you embrace it without question.
And you can't stop it.
So I will.
Tell me you got something.
- I've got something.- Good. What do you got?
An impatient bossbreathing down my neck.
Come on, Matt. You know this takes time,
finding a serial killer.
And we hardly have anything to go on.
We don't even knowhow he picks his victims.
It's just... It can't be a coincidence
that he's ending up at crime scenes
at the exact right momentto save people.
It's not. Becausehe's not there to save them.
He's there to stop the attacker.
Most serial killersstalk their victims, right?
Well, odds arehe's doing the same thing.
Right. But if he's looking forviolent criminals,
- how does he target them?- The obvious assumption
is that he's law enforcement, right?
Well, let's not jump to thatconclusion just yet, Brendon.
DNA results came in on both victims.
We couldn't find a matchon the female victim.
But we did find a matchbetween her and Sebastian.
Our victims are related?
Yes. They had the samebiological father.
Okay, boss. According toSebastian's widow,
he never knewwho his biological father was.
His mother purchased donor sperm
from a fertility clinicat Saint Stephen's.
We need to find out if our female victim
was a product of the same donor.
Or if her mama was knocking boots
with our mystery donor in real life.
Hopefully, the doctor at Saint Stephen's
can give us the answer.
Patient records are confidential.
Yes, sir. But we're huntinga serial killer who murdered the child
of at least one of your old patients.
My clinic has deliveredthousands of kids
through IVF over the decades,
so odds are some of themhave met untimely ends.
But we may be able to keep someone else
from being murdered.And your files could really help us.
Unless there's another reason
you don't want us lookingat your records?
No.
Doctor, let me remind you
that lying to the FBI is a crime.
Okay. A couple months ago,
someone hacked into our system.
Accessed patient recordsfrom thirty-plus years ago,
then wiped them from the servers.
Please tell us you have hard copiesof those files somewhere.
You know who would loveto go through these boxes?
Oh-ho-ho-ho, I just did an escape room
that looked exactly like this.
But this place smellsway more authentic.
I didn't mean to drag you into this.
It's fine. Fertility recordsare highly technical
with an emphasis on anonymity.
Elena will need my helpdeciphering them.
Our first priority is to identify
Sebastian's donor father...Use him to get the identities
of any other children from his samples.
They might be the killer's next targets.
We won't let you down.
No doubt. Happy hunting.
So... how do you want to start?
By getting organized.
Hopefully, they'll get an answer
before our unsub strikes again.
I'd put money on those two.
Wh... Hold up, Carter.
Daddy?
W-What are you doing here?What's going on?
It is nothing.
No, no, really.
I-I just got a little dizzy.I did not want to worry you.
Doctor, should I be worried?
His dizziness could be causedby any number of things,
most of them fairly benign.
- See?- But due to his age,
we need to run some tests,just to be sure.
So we'd like to keep him overnight.
Of course you do.
Damn capitalist medical systemjust wants my money.
Knock it off. You got good insurance.
You're gonna stay hereas long as they tell you to.
And guess what else.
I'm gonna be right here with you.
- Absolutely not.- Why?
Because it's justa lot of waiting around.
And tell me you do not have something
more important going on.
Look, I'll call you if anything changes.
And I will call with regular updates.
Thank you, Doctor.
You, next time, call mebefore you head to the E. R.
Y... Mm-hmm.
Please?
Go on, now. Go on.
- Is everything okay?- I'm hoping it will be.
I don't understandhow you people survived
before computers.
How old do you think I am?
You know what? Don't answer that.
Finally... Sebastian's file.
Or rather... His mother's.
So who's the donor?
Doesn't say...
See, the identity is coded.
A176Z. Which means...
We need the corresponding donor file.
I stacked those over here.
Here we go. File A176Z...
Thomas Clay Briggs.
I know that name.Why do I know that name?
Thomas Clay Briggs is currently serving
six life sentencesfor the serial murders
of five people back in the early 2000s.
Their father was a serial killer.
Thank you.
Now, what could the FBIpossibly want with me?
Not that I'm complaining.
You're, uh, breaking upthe monotony of my day.
Mr. Briggs,have you ever donated... sperm?
What kind of question is that?
A straightforward one. Have you?
Back in college, yeah.
I, uh... I traded fluids for beer money.
Was it always the same clinic?
Why?
We're not at liberty to say.
Then I'm not at libertyto answer any more questions.
Guard!
Uh, no. Uh, we're good.
Thank you.
Seven children were bornfrom your... donation.
So what?
You just found out you're a dad.
- That's your reaction?- Yeah. What do I care?
I'm dying in this place.
You think I'm gonna get all touchy-feely
about a bunch of strangers who exist
'cause I got touchy-feelywith myself for cash?
When you put it that way... Uh, no.
Then why the hell did you drive
all the way out hereto ask me about this?
Someone's killing offyour kids, one by one.
Now, that's more interesting.
And I can see whyyou didn't want to share that.
Do you have any ideawho could be behind this?
I mean, if it was me,I'd, uh, pay a visit
to the families of my victims.
After what I did to their loved ones...
I'd want revenge, too.
- That's the last box.- Okay.
That means we have sevenchildren from Briggs' samples.
All born between 1986 and 1992.
We already knew about Sebastian Milner.
And Edwina Davis here matches
our African-American Jane Doe.
Reported missing a month ago.
And the others? Are they local?
We should get them protection.
I haven't been able to trackdown everyone's whereabouts,
but, this one... Maggie Whitlock...
Lives in Grenada Hills.
Boy, you just can'tget enough of me, can you?
Like you didn't volunteerfor this detail
'cause you knew I'd be swinging by.
Is Maggie Whitlock inside?
With her son, Theo, yes.
You let them know what's going on?
I thought that might bebest coming from you.
But I did tell her you're on your way.
FBI, Mrs. Whitlock. Can we come inside?
Hey, cutie pie. Is there a place
we could talk outsideof the range of little ears?
Uh... hey, Theo, I noticedyou have a train set.
Would you mind showing me your trains?
I'm totally into those.
Is that okay?
Given who his father is,
you really think it's a coincidence
that Sebastian Milnerturned into a violent criminal?
There's no way to tell.
Sebastian's childhood isa litany of abuse and neglect.
In and of itself,that's causal for psychopathy.
And DNA from a serial killerdidn't do anything
to our other victim, Edwina Davis,
other than make hera law-abiding citizen.
Oh.
Elena just got a phone numberfor another one of Briggs' kids.
Hello?
- Hi. Is this Roman Griffith?- Yeah, it's me.
This is Special AgentLaura Stensen with the FBI.
That's a nice try,but I'm not gonna give you
my social security number, so...
Uh, this isn't a scam, Mr. Griffith.
I'm calling to inform you thatyour life could be in danger.
What kind of danger?
Someone appears to be targetingthe children of your biological father.
Were you aware thatyour mother used a sperm donor?
No. My parents never told methat they used a donor.
And now you're telling mehe's a serial killer?
The most important thing right now
is to keep you and your son safe.
My son has the DNAof a serial killer, too.
Do you want to ridebackwards or forwards?
Are you currently in Los Angeles?
Roman: No. I'm... I'm inVancouver for a couple weeks.
Alright. Well,you're probably safe for now,
but as soon as we hang up,
I'll reach outto the field office in Seattle
and alert them to what's going on.
Targeting innocent peoplewho had no choice
who their father is...
What kind of sick monsterwould do something like that?
I try not to use labels like monster.
Most serial killersstart as ordinary people
and end up doing monstrous things.
Um... so... So what should I do?
Uh, just keep a low profileand alert me the minute you travel back.
We'll set you upwith a protective detail.
Okay. Thank you.
Officer Nolan will staywhile you pack your things
and then escort youto a secure location.
Hi.
Who are you?
Shh.
Wait, wait. But right now,
I need you to take your soninto the bathroom
and lock the door.
I don't have time for youto ask questions.
Do it now.
- What's going on?- Look over my left shoulder...
In the trees. He's here.
That's him. That's the guy.
Theo's gone.
He goes out the doggy doorsometimes to play outside.
Ma'am, we need you to stay inside.
7-Adam-15, send me code-3 unitson me and an airship.
Eyes on murder suspect.
Possible kidnapping.In foot pursuit with FBI agents.
- Nothing?- Nothing.
Let's go.
FBI! I'm so sorry.
Baby, you okay, huh?
You had us scared.We were looking for you.
What you got there?
He's gone. There's a road back there.
He must've had a car stashed.
What's that?
A trophy. From our killer.
We got lucky.If he'd have taken that boy...
Why didn't he?
If he's targetingall of Briggs' progeny,
then why not go after the grandkid?
Maybe he has some sort of moral code.
Boss, this guy was so damn bold.
You got one cop, two feds,
and he still hung aroundin the backyard to watch?
Okay. Well, the good news is,
is that all other potentialvictims have been accounted for.
So we are gonna shiftinto hunting mode, right?
This guy's moving fast,
which means he's definitelymade some mistakes.
That's how we're gonna catch him. Okay?
Uh, hey, so I'll...I'll see you in 30, 40 minutes?
Oh, and, uh, do you wantmonastery, or stinky?
What are you talking about?
Cheese...Uh, cheese plate for your house.
Who invited you to my house?
Atlas invited me and Antoinettefor a house warming.
You know what?
That's... That's great.
Yeah, it'll be nice having you.
And as far as the cheese,just surprise me.
Great. See ya later.
See ya.
Daddy, did you find outyou were getting dizzy
because you were having too much sex?
Simone...
I'm just playing.
I talked to Dr. Price, and she told me
she's still waiting onsome of your test results,
but she's ruled outthe big, scary stuff.
Look, they've taken enough blood from me
to feed a family of vampires.
The test result won't come backuntil tomorrow.
I could have called you onthe phone and told you that.
But I needed to look you in your eyes
for you to tell me how longyou've been getting dizzy.
A week.
On and off.
- What?- Well, Simone, I'm old.
In case you hadn't noticed.
And if I get freaked outby every little ache and pain,
I would live in the doctor's office.
Well, if you don't letthe people who love you
take care of you,you won't live anywhere.
And what is that for?
Oh, that's for me.
We're having a sleepover
and there is nothingyou can do about it.
Want to play dominoes?
Well, yeah.
I'm so glad you came over.
Ready?
- You know what?- What?
I think it's gonnalook better over there.
It just was over there.
Are you doing this just towatch us lift heavy things?
- No.- I'm watching you.
Yeah, I'm watching you.
- Oh, God.- See?
She's been doing this all day.
I'm happy to help.
Yes. Now, that is perfect.
- Great.- Oh, I just...
I love this living room.
Hey, you ever noticehow people can easily
express love for things, but not people?
There's somethingpathological about that,
- wouldn't you say, Brendon?- Oh, God.
Is this one of yourpassive-aggressive fights?
Uh, it's so weird. I don't like it.
Glad you finally approve, though.
- Mm.- Makes being here all day
a little easier to take,especially since I missed
all the fun of chasing downa serial killer.
- Fun?- Yeah.
We need to get this guy out more.
You guys got to meet Tom Briggs.
I've always been fascinated with him.
I mean, okay, most people thinkthat his psychopathy
is based in the abuse that he suffered,
but I think it stems fromhis mother's mental illness.
- Come on.- Oh, here we go.
The old weeklynature vs. nurture debate.
I think I'm gonnahave to start drinking.
- Alright. Where's the...- Corkscrew?
Yeah, I remember seeing that
in one of the twenty-five boxesa few hours ago.
- Okay.- Yeah, sorry.
Well, uh, luckily,
there's a really cute marketdown the street
and it's open late,so I'll just get a new one.
I'll come with you. Come on.
You know what? Why don't you stay?
You know I love a nighttime drive.
I just love
- the wind in my hair.- Mm.
You guys need anything?
- Something's been bugging me.- Hmm?
Briggs... he didn't know aboutany of these kids.
He... He barely remembersdonating sperm.
But somehow our new serial killer
knows the exact fertility clinicto burglarize.
How's that possible?
You never turn off, do you?
Not around you.
Real smooth. But that is interesting.
Who else would have accessto that information?
The clinic's employees,
or the patients, or...
The children themselves.
How are you feeling?
Sorry. I know the cattle prodpacks quite a punch,
but I... I just didn't thinkyou'd come willingly.
We spoke on the phone.
- You're Roman.- Very good.
You're one of the kids...
And you're taking out your siblings.
Yes.
And you're gonna help mefinish what I started.
There we go.
Now we can play Call of Duty in 8K.
I can't believe Laura has an Xbox.
She didn't, till now.I got it as a housewarming gift.
I.E., you bought it for yourself.
What's taking Laura so long?
I don't know. Didn't she say the store
- was just down the street?- Yeah.
Car's still here.
That's...
- You hear that?- Yeah.
Oh, no.
Okay. Why did he take her?
Not sure. But we might havean idea of who he is.
Now is not the time for suspense, so...
He's one of Briggs' biological children.
The files that were stolen were sealed.
Except for his offspring.Any one of them
could have lookedinto their biological father.
That's not a motiveto murder their siblings.
No, but it is a lead.
So three of the kidsare either dead or assumed so.
Who is left?
Uh, Maggie Whitlock seems unlikely.
Roman Griffith is in Vancouver.
No, he's not.
That's the man I sawin Maggie's backyard.
I'm positive.
Okay. We need a deep diveon Roman Griffith.
And we need it yesterday. Let's go.
Alright. Let's do this.
Mm.
Okay.
Clearly you're a serial murderer.
With the pathology that entails.
Clearly.
When I spoke with you on the phone,
I wouldn't call you a monster.
And that resonated with you.
You think you're actingfor a righteous cause.
Um, uh, a rational one.
See, I knew you had the juice.
Exactly, exactly.
You know, for a minute, I thought
that you were targetingyour siblings out of jealousy.
You alone would carryyour father's bloodline forward.
But...
No, that's not right.
You're ashamed of it.
You think it made you what you are.
When I was growing up,
my parents were...
kind to me.
They... They never stopped loving me,
uh, despite how I was.
And we... We tried everything.
Doctors, therapists, priests, meds.
Nothing worked.
Nothing would relievethis pressure in my head,
nothing except violence.
- Murder?- No. I wanted to.
But I found ways to stop myself.
And then I found outwho my real father was.
And that he was the worst version of me.
And then I dug a little deeper
and found outthat he had other children.
Violent children...
- No, not all of them.- How can you be so sure?
I mean, yes, Sebastianand Chet... they...
They are out and proudabout their cruelty.
But you don't know what goes onbehind the scenes
- with the others.- So, you thought
that you were doing the world a favor
by taking your siblings out of it?
- Yes, yes.- But that...
That doesn't explainwhy you want me here.
I'm not one of your siblings.
And I'm not telling youanything that you don't know.
It's the boy.
- Maggie's son?- Mm-hmm. Yeah, he has the DNA.
The only sane thingI could do was take him out.
But I couldn't do that.
Why?
Some might call that a conscience.
Don't mock me.
Don't you dare mock me!
I have been agonizing over this.
I just got off the phone with LAPD...
Roman's apartment is empty.But there is a BOLO out.
I am not gonna hold my breath.
So what have we pulled on our subject?
Roman Griffith, raisedin Claremont by two professors.
Discipline issues growing up,but nothing serious.
No criminal record.
He wound up in a trade school,became a machinist.
He's worked for a decade plus
at various aerospace manufacturers.
Explains how he knows how to usea waterjet cutter.
Yes, but not how he had access to one.
Those machines cost hundredsof thousands of dollars.
Wait, wait, Boss.
Two of the factoriesRoman worked at closed
in the past six months.
Blue Sphere Aviationand Descent Aerospace.
And... both of these
are in quiet, industrial areas.
Carter, Simone, you're with me.I'm gonna contact SWAT,
have them meet us at Blue Sphere.
Brendon, Atlas, you take Descent.
Let's move. We are running out of time.
Why don't you get this?!
You spend your lifetracking people like me.
Like my father.And... And like this boy.
Think of... of the...The victims he will hurt and...
And the... the familiesthat will grieve.
Sorry, just to be clear,you... you want a pep talk?
To kill a six year old.
To stop a murderer before he strikes.
It is no different than what you do.
Maggie's son might have hadsome of the DNA as Briggs.
And as you.
But, Roman...
You kill because you want to.
And there is no amount of rationalizing
that's gonna change that.
I'm sorry. I shouldn't havebrought you into this mess.
You don't deserve it.
But you know too much now.
When I begin to strangle you,
your body's defense mechanismwill kick in.
- You'll try and fight back.- No, no, no.
- Hold on, hold on...- It's natural.
It is your survival instinct.
No, no! Roman, don't...
It's in your DNA...And that controls us all.
No!
I-I'm impressed by yourresilience, Agent Stensen.
But...
there's no way out.
Uh, that's clever, that's clever.
That's really clever.
Enough!
Enough, enough, enough.
Clear.
Oh, no.
We're too late...
Atlas, Atlas.
I need to know. No, I have to know.
- Come here.- Brendon, I just have to know,
- okay?- I got it. I got it.
It's her, isn't it, Brendon?
Brendon, is it her?
- It's not her. It's...- Brendon?
No, no, no. It's a man.
- Brendon, tell me.- It's a man's body.
- Is it?- It's a man's body.
We still have time. We still have time.
Okay, I need your head in the game.
- Yeah.- I need your head in the game.
Yeah.
- FBI! FBI!- Hands, hands!
- Let's see them hands!- Hands!
Not happening!Not... No. It's not happening.
Roman. You're not getting away, okay?
Okay, if you kill me,they will kill you.
I know.
What?
Come here, Laura.
- Put it down...- Roman, don't.
It doesn't have to end this way.
Yes, it does.
I-I failed.
Whatever evil comes out of my siblings
or their kids...
that's on your hands now.
Whoa!
- Hey. Are you okay?- Yeah.
Are you okay?
It's alright.
Yeah.
- Yeah.- Hey.
- Hey, Boss.- Hey. How's Laura?
I sent her home with Atlas.
She's hurting, but she's gonna be okay.
The rest of the siblings?
Safe and sound.
But even with Roman gone,I don't think it's a bad idea
to keep tabs on the restof the Briggs clan.
For their safety? Or the world's?
Well, one thing I learnedby having children
is that there are some traits
you can't do anything about.
No amount of nurturing will change it.
My daughter Billie cameinto this world stubborn
and opinionatedand has yet to see the light.
Yeah, that's definitely in her DNA.
- I wasn't gonna...- Beat it. And I mean it.
- Yeah, I mean...- Zip it.
- Apple, tree.- Zip it, zip it.
Hey, thanks for letting mework with you on this case.
It was fun.
I should be thanking you.
Your attention to detailand natural curiosity
is quite impressive.
I learned more cool stuffin the last two days
than in the past two years.
I'm constantly learning myself.
It's the best part of the job.
Love it.
Hey, if you aren't busywith Vampire Cop every night,
maybe I can buy you a drink.
Talk about studying forensics.
That sounds lovely.
Although, are you evenold enough to buy a drink?
Okay, boomer.
Listen, forensics can bechallenging and stressful,
but you've got a knack for it.
And I happen to be one hell of a mentor.
Let's go.
So your dizziness and loss of balance
is a result of a minor ear infection.
So we just get you some antibiotics,
get a wheelchair in here,and take you to the exit.
Okay. So... So, I can go home now?
Well, don't sound likeyou got to go home,
but you do gottaget the hell out of here.
So let's hit it, Big Papa.
- Thank you, Doctor.- You're welcome.
- Thank you.- You're welcome.
What, Daddy?
I know this look. Talk to me.
I just do not like being fussed over.
And for the last couple of days,
that's all people have been doing.
It's not fussing over you.
It's taking care of you.
You see? That there?
You make it sound likeI'm some kind of an invalid.
You are the best damn daddy I know.
Enjoy the fruits of your labor
and let folks love on you a little bit.
I got your back. Now, come on.
Whoa!
Daddy, are you okay?!
Yeah.
Daddy!
I was just checkingto make sure you had my back.
That's not funny.
It's not.
Okay. I'm sorry.
It really is a nice house.
Yeah.
Well, except for the memoryof me being kidnapped in the driveway.
I'm sorry.
No, I'm sorry.
What for?
Because this morningyou told me that you loved me.
And instead of appreciating it,I just made endless jokes.
- It's fine.- No.
That's our thing. I don't care.
I do.
And you were right.
It's pathological.
And I was deflecting.
But while I was tied up,
with my life about to end...
all I could think about was
I didn't want to die withoutsaying I love you, too.
'Cause I do.
- I love you.- Mm.
What's wrong?
I'm sorry. I can't.
What's up?
The couch in the middleof the room like this...
I think it just needs to go back there.
Want to help me move it?
- Now?- Yes.
Come on.
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