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Hello?

... I'm fine staying up all night,

but 6:00 a.m. is too early
for anybody to be awake.

- Ah, these donuts...
- Voodoo Donuts.

Come every Monday? And we're
not allowed to have any?

These are the partner donuts.

The Costco croissants that we get...

are down there.

That is so unfair.

I want an Oh Captain, My Captain.

Or a Grape Ape.

Look, she can't see
us and no one's around,

so why don't we just...

- Ow.
- I would know.

And what if a partner
asked me if you took one?

I would have to tell them the truth.

I want to be partner here one day.

Okay, me stealing one donut

being the downfall of your entire career

seems like bit of a stretch to me,

- but I'll oblige.
- I'm serious.

- Ooh, behind you.
- Hmm?

So, the partners get donuts,

they get their floors waxed,
and they get nice chairs?

This is ridiculous. I
mean, look at this thing.

Have I mentioned that I'm still
sitting on a rolling step stool?

Only like 400 times.

I have to go, but do not take...

Yes, do-not do-nut.
I wo-not. Just relax.

Everybody relax.

Agnes.

Hi.

Oof.

Ah.

- How dare you?
- What?

Wait, Mom. No, it's just a chair.

I am not doing this. You are impossible.

But impossible in which arena, exactly?

Oh, Todd. Good morning.

You told the State
Commissioner of Oregon...

Miranda, very good work
on the Langdon case.

... that I, Margaret Wright,

respected attorney throughout Portland

am basically acting as your...

Oh, Bob. You need to water that.

... as your parole officer?

- I did?
- Oh, my gosh.

Oh, wait, wait, wait,
wait, right, right, right.

No, Mom. Listen.

It's been two years last week.

I am no longer barred

- from holding an investigator's license in Oregon.
- Oh.

I just need to pass all these tests...

did 'em online...

take all these seminars...
did 'em online...

complete all my nonsense
work hours and bingo,

I get my license back.

There.

- Now, 1,800 nonsense hours.
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

And your supervisor simply
needs to initial your time sheet?

- Yes, and that's you, not Lyle.
- Okay.

- So, you put in 183 hours last week?
- Yeah.

Todd, there are only
168 hours in a week.

What? No, that can't be right.

Well, it is right.

And you backdated this

to say that you started
working here nine months ago.

I am not going to sign a state document

replete with lies to help you

get something that you have not earned.

Oh, come on.

I can't be under Lyle's thumb

and rule and supervision forever.

It is killing me.

And I have done thousands
of hours of detective work.

Over the years.

Wait, how many hours are in a year?

It's got to be at
least a thousand, right?

Hold this.

If you get caught doing this,

if I get caught authorizing it,

then we are done. Our careers: over.

Thank you, Jerry.

You sound like Susan and the donuts.

"Susan and the Donuts"?

I don't want to talk indie
rock bands with you right now.

This is serious.

You have to pay your dues,

put in your time.

You always want something for nothing.

Well, I don't want
nothing for something.

Wait, stop.

What's going on with him?

I don't know.

Stay!

- Hey, Francey.
- Hmm?

- What's going on?
- With what?

With Lyle. He seems so...

Oh, yeah. Sad story.

What's the story?

- His niece. She was arrested this morning.
- For what?

There was an explosion last night

in the Oregon City College campus.

In a laboratory.

The Manticore Institute.
The one on campus.

And?

And his niece, Angie
Brooks, was arrested.

They think she blew up the lab.

Lyle's niece blew up a lab?

- Shh.
- Sorry, sorry.

It's very serious.

A scientist, Nicholas
Armstrong, was badly injured.

He's in the hospital.

Her arraignment is this morning.

Lyle wanted your mom to help.

"Lyle's niece was arrested
for blowing up a laboratory"

is never a sentence I thought I'd say.

Hi, Angie.

Here, sit down.

I'm Margaret Wright. I
work with your Uncle Lyle,

- and I will be defending you.
- I didn't do this.

No, of course, of course.

Uh, we'll talk about
all these details later.

But right now, your
uncle tells me that you

have no prior arrests, is that correct?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Okay.

- And you're on the dean's list?
- Yes, ma'am.

Okay.

All rise for Honorable Judge Mendelsohn.

D.A. Boatman.

And well, well, well, Margaret Wright.

Always a treat.

What have you got for me today?

Your Honor, I would ask
that you release my client

on her own recognizance.

Uh, she has no prior arrests,

she is on the dean's list.

And she is an exemplary citizen.

Your Honor.

We have video evidence of
Angela Brooks entering the lab

prior to the explosion with
a suspicious duffel bag.

All righty, then.

Given the violent nature of this crime,

I have no alternative but
to set bail at $30,000.

All rise.

$30,000?

Where am I supposed to...

I will take care of it.

It's okay. He will get it back
once you show up for trial.

And you will show up for trial.

- You can't tell my mom about this.
- Are you kidding me?

You don't get to decide who I tell.

- Uncle Lyle, please don't talk to me...
- I told your mother

- that I would take care of you...
- ... like I'm a child, okay?

- ... and I would keep you out of trouble.
- Okay.

Go with the guard, his name is Troy,

and we'll get you after
you've been processed.

It'll be fine, go ahead.

Lyle. Lyle.

She'll be all right.

Angie, this is you entering the
Manticore Building last night, correct?

This is not what it looks like, okay?

And, Uncle Lyle, I can't
believe that you would even think

that I would do something like this.

I'm not saying you did it.

I'm saying it looks
like you blew up a lab.

Could you imagine the optics in court?

I was hanging posters
in protest of Manticore.

Manticore.

That's the chemical
manufacturing company, yes?

Yes, um, they funded the lab on campus.

They also dump chemicals all
over the world. They're evil.

Okay, and were you hanging
the posters on your own?

No. I'm with Green Circles.

- It's this environmental group on campus.
- Okay.

A terrorist group.

We are not terrorists.

Angie, you are supposed to be studying!

We didn't do it. We
stage peaceful protests.

Then-then what was this?

Okay, were you in the building
at the time of the explosion?

I was, um, supposed to be
hanging posters in the lab.

Posters everywhere, to humiliate them.

But then, when I got there,

boom, the lab exploded
and I just ran out.

Then why don't you
reappear on the video,

coming out of that door?

I don't know. I just
dropped my duffel bag

- and then I just...
- You dropped your duffel bag?

Angie, you left evidence?

There was only posters in there.

Lyle, why don't you contact
the D.A. and Manticore

and see if you can't get the footage

from the other security cameras
on the site. All of them.

Angie, your uncle is very worried.

Clearly, he cares about you very much.

He's supposed to be watching over me.

My parents live pretty far away.

And the only reason that I'm
allowed to go to school here

is because Uncle Lyle's nearby.

But he wants me to be him.

Be just like him. Do what he does.

- Mm-hmm.
- And he doesn't care about the environment.

Not the way that I do.

He doesn't understand Green Circles.

Green Circles. That is
the environmental group?

Yeah, we want our kids to have clean air

- and clean drinking water.
- And rightly so.

But why are you targeting
Manticore, specifically?

Because the waste that they dump

leaches into the water
supply, and is combustible.

Combustible?

Mm-hmm.

If you're able to recover any data

from the backup drive, let us know.

Okay, what'd you find?

The D.A. and Manticore insist

that we have all existing footage.

That all the other security cameras

shorted out as a
result of the explosion.

Well, that's convenient
for whoever blew things up.

But if Angie is correct,

and Manticore deals in
combustible chemicals,

then maybe...

Maybe the lab combusted itself?

Lyle, why don't you
go pay the lab a visit?

The injured scientist had a partner.

See if you can find him.
Find out what he knows.

- All right.
- Okay?

Hey.

- Okay, uh, Todd, Todd...
- Huh?

Lyle is very upset about this.

I want you to go with
him and watch over him.

Make sure he doesn't lose his temper.

Wait. You want me to babysit him?

- Yes.
- Just to confirm:

You want me babysitting Lyle?

Yes.

- Yes. Yes, a million times yes.
- Jacket.

What? Yeah, of course, yes, mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Just so you know, I got your back.

I'm serious.

Look, this case is very personal to you.

I get that you're upset

and my mom wants me
to watch out for you.

You know, as your supervisor.

You're supervising me?

Yeah, I mean, you know,
whatever, I'm in charge.

Your niece is in trouble.

You can't be objective. I get it.

Oh, you get it?

Has your niece ever been in trouble?

- My niece is three.
- When my niece was three,

I was working with the general
for the National Security Agency.

I had four top-level clearances
and I owned my own home.

But you live in a garage?

Hey, it's not a competition, okay?

My niece would never blow up a lab.

My niece didn't blow up a lab.

- And she doesn't have a fool for an uncle, either.
- A fool?

Are you kidding? My niece
thinks I'm straight-up hilarious.

Your niece is three.

Mr. Ponce?

- Mr. Ponce?
- Yes.

Lyle Burton.

We spoke on the phone.
This is my assistant.

Well, Assistant General.

It's a higher level
of private detective.

I mean, you wouldn't
really understand it,

but I do outrank him.

Sorry, I'm a bit distracted.

Nicholas, my research
partner, is in the hospital.

And I've had to move everything
to annex and continue our work.

Well, what exactly are you working on?

And what are in all these jars?

Don't touch that!

Unless you want another explosion.

Another explosion?

So, your work does involve
combustible compounds.

Yes, there are hazardous byproducts.

We are trying to solve the
world's plastic problem.

And we've found a way to dissolve it.

Manticore might be seen as evil,

but this work, that
they're funding, is good.

So, then...

is that what Nicholas was working on

the night of the accident?

It wasn't an accident.

Our lab was blown up by a bomb.

They've confirmed that.

And, uh, where were you that night?

I already told the police.

I went to dinner with my boyfriend

and then I was on a plastics
panel at the Everlane Hotel.

Remind me who you're working for again?

Uh, we're representing Angie Brooks.

Wait. The freak who blew up my lab?

- Don't talk about her like that.
- Okay, okay.

She's not a freak.

Angie's just, you know,

getting her Greta Thunberg on,

trying to save the world
one poster at a time

with her eco group, what
is it? Uh, Green Circles.

Green Circles is just a
front for Eco-Battalion.

What's... Eco-Battalion?

The environmental terrorist group?

They sank that fishing boat in Alaska.

They torched that farm in Idaho.

They kill people! Angie Brooks

is a maniac who blew up my
lab and tried to kill Nicholas.

Now wait just a minute,
you're not gonna talk about...

- Get out!
- Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, we're going. Come on.

So, just to recap:

your niece is a
murderous eco-terrorist?

All my niece does is watch Blue's Clues.

We are not Eco-Battalion!

Okay?

Green Circles is a
peaceful group. Peaceful.

Angie, this is very serious.

Homeland Security is now involved.

You have to tell the truth.

They could put you away
for a very long time.

What, like in prison?

Life in prison.

You are being accused
of detonating a bomb.

Angie, think. Is-is there
anyone new in the group?

A new member or maybe a new leader?

Okay. There's Rafe.

Rafe?

Okay...

There's something.

Uh, who is this Rafe?

And-and why are you just
telling us about him now?

Well, he started coming to our
meetings like six months ago.

- He's older. Maybe 22.
- Ooh, ancient.

I mean, he's been all over
the globe, he knows everything.

Oh, he knows everything?
Does he happen to know

who blew up the lab, by any chance?

Did he influence your group to, uh,

take larger actions? To be violent?

No, no. Completely the opposite.

He's all about peace and, um, mediation.

And, listen, he's a really good guy

and he's really, really smart.

And he thought it would...

He thought it would be a
good idea to poster the lab.

But he didn't go with you?

Why didn't you mention this earlier?

Angie...

I am your lawyer.

We are trying to protect you,

but-but you are burying information

- protecting this boy.
- Okay.

When I left the building, I
thought I saw someone running.

- What?
- And I couldn't make out who it was,

but it did look sort of like Rafe.

And I'm sorry and I know I
should've told you guys this sooner,

but I know Rafe and I know he
wouldn't do anything like this.

Okay, so let's call Rafe

and ask him to come down

- so we can ask him a few questions.
- Okay, or...

We slide someone

into his world to get info
without raising suspicion.

No, not this time.

- If we do this, then this operation needs to be precise.
- Mm. Mm-hmm.

And carefully thought out.

Yeah. When I have not been
precise and carefully thought out?

Ms. Wright and I will go.

My niece is involved.

- Manticore Institute is toxic!
- Hey, hey, ho, ho,

Manticore has got to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho,

Manticore has got to go.

Ms. Wright, there he is.

- Rafe.
- Hey, hey, ho, ho...

Yo, Saffron, keep them
going. I'll catch up, okay?

Ho, ho, Manticore...

Yo, Angie. My eco-angel.

I heard about the arrest.

I'm glad you made it.

Yeah, I wouldn't miss it.

Uh, Rafe, this is...

I'm her uncle. Hello.

Ooh, wow. That's some grip.
Were you in the military?

I'll take that as a yes.

- And I'm her attorney, Margaret Wright.
- Yo.

It's good to see you here.

Even though your generation

made most of the mess
we're trying to clean up.

I beg your pardon?

I worked three years

on the Umpqua Forest and
Waterways Protection lawsuit.

We went all the way to
the Oregon Supreme Court

and won.

Well, dang. Then I beg your pardon.

It's dope you came out here
to support Angie and the cause.

What happened to her is totally unfair.

That's great, because
we have a few questions

for you about the
night of the explosion.

Sure, sure. We'll get to
that right after the rally.

Let's do this, then.

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Manticore has got to go.

Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Manticore has got to go.

Hey, hey, ho, ho,

Manticore has got to go.

Listen up.

We have a special guest with us.

A trailblazing attorney
who defends activists.

Someone who believes like we do

in Angie Brooks' innocence.

Please help me welcome
attorney Margaret Wright.

- I'm not a speaker, really.
- Oh, it's easy,

- they're an easy crowd.
- I'm very uncomfortable.

- You'll do fine.
- This is not in my wheelhouse at all.

This is great.

Okay. You know, I'm just
gonna put this thing down.

I don't think I need it, do I?

You can all hear me?

You. Raise that sign.

You are absolutely right.

We are putting plastic over people.

And-and I don't mean
Saran wrap on a dish.

I mean, when did stuff
become more important

than human beings and animals?

The byproduct of Manticore's
work is toxic waste!

What we are doing to this
planet is devastating.

We have to have no more plastic ever!

Except maybe for the
occasional Ziploc bag.

Oh, no, you...

Ugh, you are absolutely
right. You are right.

I am addicted to
plastic and convenience.

And that is my generation's fault.

But what about you?

You say you want to change the world?

Get your noses out of your cell phones.

That you pay for with plastic.

And stop posting pictures of
every single thing that you eat.

No one cares.

There are starving
people all over the world.

And don't "like" everything.
Like, like, like, like, like.

It doesn't mean anything. Just go vote!

Pay your rent in cash and for God's sake

get your boxes out of
your mother's house.

And move out of your sister's garage.

We need to make some hard choices.

No more plastic, no more convenience.

Hard choices.

Um...

You all look very nice,

with your signs and you-you've clearly

put a lot of effort into this protest.

Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Manticore has got to go.

Hey, hey, ho, ho...

And if you know anything
about the explosion

at the Manticore Institute,

please tell me.

Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Manticore has got to go.

I am trying to get to work.

Oh, work? Really? You
work's the problem here, man.

What the hell?

I thought they arrested you.

Move it, tree bitch.

Don't touch me.

You hurt her, you'll be on your back

before you know what hit you.

Thank you, Lyle. Thank you.

Uh, where's Rafe?

I have questions for him.

No sign of him. I think he's gone.

I can't believe he just left.

Okay, all right,

you follow the protesters.

And-and see if you can learn anything.

- I'll catch up with you.
- All right.

- Good job.
- You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

You took me right back
to my first protest.

Oh, yeah? What were you protesting for?

No nukes. It was right
after Three Mile Island.

- That's really cool.
- Mm-hmm.

I had the same kind commitment.

What's your name?

Uh, Saffron Lind.

You're not going to the march?

Yeah.

Um, what you said in your speech...

we have to make hard choices.

Is there something that you know?

Yeah.

But what if the thing I know

is that somebody asked me
to do something and I did it

because I really thought it
was the right thing to do,

but now I'm not so sure?

Does this have to do with Rafe?

I-I don't want to get him in trouble.

Angie is the one in trouble.

If she gets convicted, she
goes to prison for life.

This is all my fault.

Just tell me what you know.

Okay.

Okay, so, two months ago,

Rafe asked me to get a job
as a janitor at Manticore,

so I could get the keys to the lab.

And I-I was just such an idiot and...

He told me it was for
the cause, so I did it.

I gave him the keys to the lab.

Are you telling me that on
the night of the explosion,

Rafe had access to the lab?

Yeah.

And I think he did it.

Would you tell the police that?

You know what?

Yeah.

Yeah, screw Rafe.

I'm tired of protecting him.

I'll tell them everything.

Hey, Susan, what are you doing?

- This Aeron chair belongs to partner Beverly Crest.
- No.

Her assistant asked me
if I knew where it was.

And I didn't, until I
saw it in your office.

Okay, it's just a chair.

It's a $2,000 chair.

And Crest is still in Paris.

Then it's a 2,034 Euros chair.

Did you just do that math in your head?

When partner Beverly Crest gets back,

- this chair will be in her office.
- Okay.

I'm not covering for you.

I am not aiding and abetting you.

I am trying to be a partner here.

Okay, look, I got to go,

but I want to let you
know that my happiness

hinges on being able
to sit in that chair.

Then I'm sorry for your loss.

Goodbye.

- I'm scared.
- Here.

It's good to eat something
sweet. It calms your nerves.

100% organic.

So, is there going to
be a jury and all that?

No. This is your preliminary hearing.

This is where the judge decides

if they have enough
evidence to move against you.

And since that activist,
Saffron, went to the police

and told them about Rafe having the key,

- that should help Angie's case, right?
- That is right.

And since all the other
security camera footage

was destroyed in the bombing,
I think we're good, okay?

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Come on. Here.
- Ugh.

- Eat this. Eat this.
- Okay.

Did you know Saffron very well?

Yeah.

I mean, I know everyone
at Green Circles.

Saffron's cool. She knows
the guy that got hurt.

- Mmm.
- She's been pretty bummed lately.

They're friends, so...

- Nicholas Armstrong?
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, she says he's a great guy.

I mean, he even
volunteers at the hospital.

Oh, I bet he knows Allison.

I just still can't believe Rafe.

I'm sorry he wasn't
who you thought he was.

Margaret, I'm adding two new
charges to Ms. Brooks' case.

- What?
- The first one being domestic terrorism.

- Why?
- The police found the missing duffel bag

with the posters and fertilizer

and hydrogen peroxide
and other bomb materials

in Ms. Brooks' dorm room.

Okay, Uncle Lyle, there's no way
that that was in my dorm room.

Don't say another word.

- Ms. Wright, what is...
- Hold on.

What is the second charge?

Murder.

- What are you talking about?
- This is murder?

Nicholas Armstrong just
died of his injuries.

We are putting Ms. Brooks under arrest.

- Wait, wait, what...
- Oh, my God.

- Angie, it's gonna be okay.
- We're gonna get to the bottom of it.

- Uncle Lyle!
- Okay. It'll be...

Angie, the only thing you
say from this moment on

is "I want my lawyer"!

Oh, hi. I'm looking for my daughter,

Dr. Allison Grant.

Where's the on-call room?

- It's over there.
- Thank you.

Allison?

Hello?

Allison?

Allison?

Allison?

Sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

Oh. Allison, honey.

Ooh, sorry. Your hair is just like hers.

Ooh. I'm sorry, sorry.

Go back to sleep.

Allison?

Oh. Oh, God.

I'm sorry.

- Oh, God, you scared me.
- You scared me.

What are you doing here?

Well, Allison, I need your help.

My client is in jail.

And I'm going through all
the loose ends of the case.

I need some information about a
volunteer here at your hospital.

Are you kidding me?

Mom, I'm resting between
back-to-back shifts.

What do you want?

Well, the volunteer office is closed.

Yes, because it's the
middle of the night.

Allison, do you know
a Nicholas Armstrong...

Can you please keep it down?

Sorry, I'm sorry,

Jean, just go back to sleep.

No, I don't know anything
about any volunteers.

Even the ones who work with you?

Mom, we do not have volunteers
in the emergency room.

I don't even know the
volunteer coordinator here.

- I do.
- You do?

Yes. Her name is Britney Kinsette.

Kinsette. Sounds like "kismet."

Do you have her phone number?

Hang on.

Ask her if she knows
a Nicholas Armstrong.

Why do you need to talk to Britney?

Oh, hello.

I'm Margaret, Allison's mother.

Oh, my God.

There was a volunteer who
worked here and now he's dead.

He died volunteering here?

Oh, no, no. He was
killed in a lab explosion.

It was terrible.

Wait, I did know him.

Oh, my God, that's so sad.

- Yes.
- He was an amazing scientist.

But I think lately
he was really unhappy.

Why?

That's all I know.

Sorry, Allison's mom, I need to sleep.

Okay.

Britney says she knew him.

Oh, ask her if she
knows why he was unhappy.

Yeah, she thinks Nicholas didn't trust

his research partner. Carrington.

Okay.

She said they were in some big dispute.

Well, honey, wait, anything else?

No, that's it.

I really have to go back to sleep.

I have heart surgery in three hours.

You're having heart
surgery in three hours?

That can't be right.

She is performing heart
surgery in three hours.

- Oh.
- You have your information.

Now please go. Good night, Mother.

Yes, yes, good night.

Good night. Good night.

Good... Oh, Allison, good night.

- Good night.
- Good night. Sweet dreams.

I just need to call Todd.

- Mom, get out now.
- Ooh, ooh.

Sorry. I just...

I'm sorry, I just need
to find my purse, okay?

It's okay, I just... Ah, there it is.

There. So sorry. Sorry.

Okay, I got it.

Keep the phone up.

Todd, period, this is your mom,

comma, listen, there is something fishy

going on with Nicholas and
Carrington, exclamation point.

And I need you to double-check
your alibi, exclamation point.

Go.

Mom!

Mom!

Yes, I got your text
and your five voice mails

and I'm checking out
his alibi right now.

Huh.

Hi.

Hi, I was just here,

in this, uh, seminar...
fantastic, by the way...

and I think I left my wallet...

right here. Do you mind?

No, be my guest.

You were just in here.

- Yeah. Why?
- Sorry, you just...

You don't seem like a
guy who would be at a...

pet psychic symposium.

Well, you know what they say
in the pet psychic universe:

"Never judge a dog by the
shape of his aura karma vector."

Hi, I'm Balthazar Constantine.

But you could just call me Baz.

- Bethany.
- Bethany.

So, do you, uh...

do all the AV stuff here, Bethany?

Sure do, Baz.

And, uh, were you here last Saturday?

Plastics panel. Kind
of a science-y thing.

There was this expert speaker,

dirty blond slick hair, Ed Norton vibes?

Oh, yeah, I remember
him. Carrington Ponce.

Carrington Ponce.

Ugh. Came on really strong.

Just, like, hitting on me all night.

And he won't stop texting me.

- Huh.
- Here.

You can... look.

Okay.

Wow.

- Mm.
- That's a lot of texts.

Yeah, he keeps asking me for drinks.

Like, a lot.

Wait. He was hitting on you? This guy?

Yeah. Is that so hard to believe?

No. No, no, I mean, no, of
course. You're... wonderful.

Um, but...

Could you possibly text me

a screenshot of all of his messages?

Uh... yeah, I mean, I guess.

Just put your number in my phone.

Okay, sure.

What's this for, anyway?
Why are you asking about him?

Oh, uh... Stored.

Well, I am a psychic.

And I had this vision about him.

You did go out for that drink

and eventually you got married.

And then one day,

you adopted a pet.

And that pet would...

... kill... you both.

Are you serious?

I am very serious.

What kind of pet?

It's a bird, a very big bird.

And that is why I'm here.

To warn you away from him.

And my work is now done.

Thank you. Pet blessings upon you.

Oh, and, uh, don't forget to text me

the screenshot of those messages, okay?

Just, um... For my pet records.

Hey. Hi.

- Where's my mom?
- She'll be back in five minutes.

Something about sweet-and-sour sauce.

Okay, great, thanks... Whoa.

My chair. That's my chair.

That's a long story.

Okay, well, here's the short version:

You stole my chair.

Todd, by the time I got that chair

back to Beverly Crest's office,

her assistant had replaced it.

So, now, there are two of them.

And instead of ratting you out
as the thief of the first chair,

I just put it in my office

and have been telling everyone
that I bought it for myself.

With my own money.

But that's not true. You are
benefitting from my plundering.

Look. That chair is mine now.
And it is very comfortable.

- I know.
- And I earned it.

I returned stolen
property, I covered for you,

and I've been sitting next to
the bathroom on a broken swivel

for the last 18 months.

And if you try and take
that chair away from me,

I will tell your mother
where it really came from.

You would rat me out like that?

Oh, and you're just
going back to your office?

Oh, okay, I see what's going on here.

Very, very mature.

- You're having an affair with my chair.
- Ah.

You're having an achair.

Really not fair.

Mmm, mmm. I hope you like kung pao.

Thank you very much. Wow, look.

You might be interested to know

that I met with the AV lady, Bethany,

who saw Carrington speak
at the plastics panel.

How is that interesting?

Because Carrington

asked Bethany out on a date.

He mentioned a boyfriend when
we talked to him at the lab.

- Exactly.
- Well, who cares? He's bisexual.

His personal life has
nothing to do with our case.

Yes, but...

he's a cheater

and that says a lot about his character.

Hmm. While I don't condone
cheating of any kind,

I think the leap from
sexual indiscretion

to domestic terrorism is
highly implausible. Lyle?

My money's on Rafe.

Oh, so you're a betting man now.

Saffron took the key for him.

He's traveled the globe
to take down a corporation.

- The simplest answer.
- Yeah.

Like, way too simple.

Angie says she saw someone

in the lab the night of the explosion.

And I think it was Rafe.

I'm going to go to campus, find him,

- see what I can learn.
- Okay.

Okay, well, then I am
going to find Carrington,

the cheater, with a sideways approach.

And what exactly entails
a sideways approach?

- Oh, it's best not to encourage him, Lyle.
- Oh, I am so glad you asked.

It is a little something called...

Fakenphony.

Oh, great, let's solve everything

with cell phone apps. What is it?

Well, it is an app
where you can send texts

from other people's numbers
and I am texting Carrington

right now pretending to be... Bethany.

That should be illegal.

Yeah, well, as of now, it is not.

That's the stupidest
thing I've ever heard.

Well, if by stupid...

- you mean effective,
- _

- _
- then I agree.

Rafe or Carrington.

May the best man win.

Hmm.

Ow. Ow. Ow. You're on me!

Forgot your fortunes.

Call "The Fool."

Yeah, supervisor here.

Looks like you've been stood up. I won.

What? What are you talking about?

I was heading to Rafe's dorm
on campus and look who I found.

Uh, what the heck is this?

"Luck will smile upon you. Twice."

In bed.

- Twins.
- Twins. See? I won.

I was right. But more importantly,

- you were wrong.
- Was I, though?

You couldn't have known that
Carrington had a twin without me.

Good point, Lyle. It's a tie.

You're both my best men.

Whatever.

I just can't believe he has a twin.

Which is how he was able
to be at the plastics panel

and still blow up the
lab. There's two of him.

Yeah, it's like Lindsay Lohan

and her sister in
that Parent Trap movie.

But why would he blow up
his own lab, his own partner?

Exactly, Lyle. What's his motive?

Well, Mom, you said Nicholas

and Carrington were in a dispute.

So, what if it escalated

and Carrington took
matters into his own hands?

Good, good.

And when Angie was arrested,

he decided to frame her.

Good. Good.

Nice teamwork.

Now, do we know the twins' names?

- No, we...
- Yes, we do.

I didn't have time for that.

Gene Tree Search lists a Colby
Ponce with the same birthdate.

What we don't know is if he's involved.

Okay, well, either/or, either way,

Thing 1 or Thing 2,

one of these twins is up to something.

So, what do we do now?

Oh, we said that together because...

There's two of them, I know.

I-I was gonna say because teamwork.

I think I know exactly what to do now.

Mr. Ponce?

Mr. Colby Ponce?

Um, yes, hello.

Hello, hello. I am Theodore Schell.

I'm a junior associate here
at Crest, Folding and Song.

I am so glad...

Hey, Derek... that we tracked you down.

Please, right this way.

This is so strange.

I didn't even know my
identity had been stolen.

Well, identity theft is very common.

Hey, Cathy. Our paralegal here.

Uh, but, you know, most
people don't even know about it

before it's too late.

And, uh, turns out some pesky hackers

got into the Oregon DMV
files and went berserk.

So, the DMV hired us to pay restitution

to everyone who suffered.

And I'm sure the $800 settlement

won't go unwelcome in your
checking account, right?

Please, right in here...

Wow.

What a lovely chair, huh?

There are just a few
forms for you to sign

and you'll be on your
way, with your check.

Please, have a seat.

Ah.

Carrington Ponce.

Margaret Wright, Angie Brooks' attorney.

I am so sorry to interrupt
your day like this.

So you said on the phone
she's taking a plea deal?

We're preparing it right now.

The evidence against
her is overwhelming.

But despite my personal
feelings about her innocence,

we are pleading out.

And part of the deal is paying
restitution for lab damages,

so we have a list for
you to review and sign.

And then you can be on your way.

This is gonna take forever.

I know. I'm sorry.

The DMV can be very thorough.

Donut?

Oh, yes, please. Thank you.

Sure. Here you go.

Okay. Wonderful.

Oh, you have a very beautiful
signature. I like that.

Make sure you get the blue, blue-green,

and then we'll circle back
for the reds and the yellows.

That's right.

And initial there.

Mm-hmm.

I mean, it's just your
boilerplate restitution deal.

It has, uh, compensation
for all material costs,

lab gear, everything.

Well, I'm not signing anything
before I show it to my lawyer.

Of course. I understand.

I mean, as an attorney,

that would've been my
exact advice to you.

Donut?

Thank you.

As someone who cares
about the environment,

I am so incredibly grateful

for all of your cutting-edge
work on plastics.

Thank you. It was worth the sacrifice.

Do you realize that you and
Nicholas are credited with

solving a big part of the
world's plastics problems?

Come on. I mean...

is it going to be hard
for you to be able to do it

on your own now?

No. I mean... Nicholas didn't really

have an idea of what we were doing.

But we figured out how
to dissolve plastics.

I bet that's worth a lot of money.

It's a gold mine.

- Oh...
- I mean...

And he just wanted to give it all way.

- For free.
- Give it away?

- To... to help the planet.
- Oh, my gosh.

I mean, that could be billions.

Billions. It's...

It could be billions...

and so you killed him.

I'm not signing that.

I am out of here.

Carrington...

you're already signing it.

That is you.

- Isn't it?
- Fantastic.

He showed up half an hour ago,

said his name was Carrington,

said he'd be more than happy
to sign your confession.

Colby...

Stop!

Colby, stop!

- Stop, don't sign.
- Carry, what are you doing here?

This is a scam. We got to go.

Hold on a sec. Take a look at this.

What are these?

It's not what it looks like.

These are photos of
what your brother did

with the bomb he planted
while you were posing as him

- at the plastics panel.
- That's Nicholas Armstrong,

your brother's partner.

Horrifically burned, eventually died.

And that is on you.

- It's not true.
- How could you do this?

I didn't do it, they're lying to you.

It's Nicholas?

It's not true, I'll
explain, but we have to go.

No, I'm not doing this for you anymore.

- Colby, you have to listen, trust me.
- No, no, no, no.

No, he said he had the flu and
couldn't get out of the panel.

- You said you were sick!
- Colby, shut up

- and stop talking, let's go.
- No, enough, I'm not going!

- Come on!
- No, I'm not going to prison for him!

He did this, not me.

Oh, great, and I got that all recorded.

Let's just play that back...

No, I'm not going to prison for him.

He did this, not me.

And we'll need a signed,
legal confession, please.

I'll sign anything you want.

- Colby!
- I had nothing to do with this.

Ma!

Wait!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey.

Told you to leave my niece alone.

Wow. Double-O Lyle.

Come with us, sir.

You did the right thing.

So. This environmental activism thing

seems like it might be more
than just a hobby for you.

Yeah, I think so.

But maybe not on the disrupter side.

It's too volatile.

That is an accurate description.

I was thinking maybe
like environmental law?

Fighting the system
from within the system?

Your mother is going to
like the sound of this.

I could be a badass
lawyer like Margaret.

That's also accurate.

- Hey, Uncle Lyle?
- Hmm?

Thanks.

Love you. Thank you.

Good night, ladies.

Is that a partner donut?

What? It's Colby's.

And I worked hard to get this.

I set up that whole sting
with the Winklevoss twins.

Oh, I set that up. Thank you very much.

- Good night, ladies.
- Well...

I've been working overtime.

Overtime is not seven hours a day, Todd.

Either way, I've been
down in the file room...

- Bob, see what a little water can do?
- Mm-hmm.

... logging your closed case files

and making accurate records of my hours.

You've been doing all that?

Yes, yes, I have.

And I have 1,764 hours.

1,764 hours?

Left until I get my license back.

But I will get there.

Legally. Promise, Mom.

Well, Todd, I think that
does merit a real reward.

Wait, like another donut?

- Oh, no, no, no.
- Like a fresh one?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Lyle, Susan and I got
you a little something.

Go straight to your office.

Do not pass "Go."

'Kay.

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