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♪ Down a war, down a war ♪

♪ Still battle-bound,
still battle-bound ♪

♪ For battlegrounds ♪

♪ Battleground gone now ♪

♪ But we're really gone now ♪

♪ The dynamite, dynamite ♪

♪ Inside your mind,
inside your mind ♪

So, how are the galbi and eggs?

Galbi and
eggs is incredible,

but, uh, you know
I'm a PI, right?

You really think
I-I-I wouldn't notice.

Notice what?

What are you talking about?

Oh, come on. You know exactly
what we're talking about.

Yeah, yeah, everybody's got
two ribs on their plate.

- Yeah.
- But look at Jin's plate.

Jin has three ribs. Hm.

Interesting. Huh.

Jin was last in line
to go grab his food.

- So?
- So, when it comes to food,

you're usually rushing
to the front of the line

like you're trying to
get off the Titanic.

Yes, it would've been
the perfect opportunity

to sneak an extra rib.

This is ridiculous!

I had an extra rib, so I just
threw it on the last plate.

Yeah, I thought that
there was, like,

a Korean connection
thing going on.

Ah...

Mm-hmm...

Ah! Come on, man. You know we're
just messing with you, right?

There's no Korean thing
happening, clearly.

Oh, hey, Rick, can I get
a ride to La Mariana?

My "ex" is getting out of
prison, and we're meeting there.

Your ex-girlfriend
was in prison?

Meaning you had
an ex-girlfriend?

Meaning you had a girlfriend?

Oh,
funny. Ha-ha-ha-ha.

No. No. My ex-partner
in crime. Literally.

He was in prison for five years.

That's pretty cool you're
gonna be there for him

when he gets out.

Thanks.

We gotta go. Clients. Sorry.

Alright.

Alright. I had two bites.

I guess, uh, you
get a fourth rib.

Oh.

No. Ah-ah. I want...

Thomas and Juliet.
We couldn't make it to Oahu.

So thank you for meeting
with us like this.

I'm Minka. I'm in New York.

Parker. I'm in Maryland.

Caleb, you're muted.

Sorry. Uh, I'm in Vancouver.

I do that all the time, Caleb.
Uh, nice to meet you guys.

So how can we help you?

So our friend, Arti,
he lives on the island.

We had a raid last night,
and he didn't show,

so we're a little
worried about him.

- A raid?
- Sorry.

He meant an "online
raid." We're all gamers

who bonded over the
video game "Battlecraft."

If you're not a gamer, I'm
sure how it must sound,

but Arti would
never miss a raid,

especially one that he planned.

He messaged us about it all day,

and then just didn't show up.

And now he's completely offline
and not responding to messages,

which is so unlike him. We
tried calling the police,

but they wouldn't
take us seriously.

Could you check in on him for
us, just make sure he's okay?

Yeah, that won't be a problem.

Just give us his last
name and address.

We... don't know it.

We, in fact, don't even
know his first name.

"Arti" is short for Artimus2673,

his "Battlecraft" username.

Okay, well, we can get in
contact with the gaming company.

They probably have a
record of his IP address

in the server logs.

Actually, there isn't.
We all use VPNs.

Right. Okay. Um, well,
is there anything else

that might help us identify him?

I live-streamed our last raid,

so I have a few hours
of game footage.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, that could be helpful.

Just, uh, send that over,
and we'll check it out.

Sure. And thank you.

Of course.

C, where are you?

Who leaves in the
middle of a Guild Hop?

He muted us
for the girlfriend.

Sorry, guys.
I'm here. I'm here.

Seriously, C?

Have you learned anything?

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Parker's got to guard
his left flank better

during ambushes, and Caleb's
girlfriend's gonna leave him

because he cares more about
"battle potions" than her.

How about you? Yeah, maybe.

Arti's just left the game to
grab his Door-Mates order.

Yeah. I think I
might have something.

I'm gonna hack Door-Mates now.

What did he order?

Chili-Moko from Zippy's.

Finding out which
Door-Mate account

made that order at that time.

And... here we go.

Artimus2673 is, in
fact, Kilo Mona...

at 2523 Koula Avenue.

Nice. Hm!

The Oahu Family Clinic says Kilo
hasn't been to work in two days.

So he dropped off the grid
online and in real life.

I gotta say, this is
a pretty unusual case.

It's just a routine
wellness check.

Yeah, paid for by three people

who are his friends,
never met him.

They don't even know
his name. Well...

Door's open.

Hello?

Kilo?

Anybody here?

Thomas, blood.

Looks like he was grabbed.

Violently.

His friends were
right to be worried.

Looks like Kilo came
home from shopping.

And, uh, someone
was waiting for him.

He tried to get away.

That means the kidnapper
caught up to him.

Hit him with something,
probably in the head.

Could be the kidnapper's blood
caused by some kind of struggle.

But if I'm right, I
think it belongs to Kilo.

- We gotta get this to the lab.
- I found something.

Looks like Kilo
was pretty active

on the "Battlecraft"
messaging boards,

and he had a rival
named "Chewy."

I take it Chewy is
not his real name.

No, but he made some
pretty real threats.

"I'm gonna kill you
for what you did,"

and, "I know where
you live, scumbag."

Everybody's a tough
guy behind a keyboard.

Right, but look.

He sent Kilo a map of
his actual location.

Maybe this guy actually
made good on his threats.

Jin, I've never
seen you so nervous.

I'm not nervous.

Hey. How's my breath?

I'm cool.

There he is! Bo!
What's up, man?!

Good to see you.

Hey, this is my friend
Rick and my friend TC.

- Hey.
- What's up, brother?

- Nice to meet you guys.
- Hey. Same.

Any old partner of Jin
is a partner of ours.

Is that what Jin told
you? We were partners?

Yeah, because we were partners.

We weren't partners.

We were partners.
Best of partners.

We weren't partners.
Jin was more of a...

What do you call someone who
is, uh, a little under you?

A protégé or a sidekick?

A little under that.

An assistant?

A page? Keep going.

Alright, guys, this is becoming
ridiculous because I...

- A lackey.
- A minion.

- An underling.
- That's it. An underling.

Very funny.

Thank you. Now, where is it?

Where's what?

You know what. My cut.

Jin and I pulled a job
before I went inside.

He promised to keep my
cut safe till I got out.

I have no idea what
you're talking about, man.

Maybe you're confusing
me with someone else.

I can't believe
you're gaslighting me.

We were partners. We
were never partners.

And I'll tell you
another thing, buddy.

I wasn't gaslighting you

because I don't even know
what gaslighting means.

Y'all bicker more than
Thomas and Juliet.

Jin, what's the real deal?

Alright. Bo's right.

I was supposed to
keep his cut safe.

- Supposed to?
- And let me guess. You lost it.

I'm not an idiot.
I didn't lose it.

I buried it. And I drew
a map to where it is.

So where's the map?

I lost the map.

But hey. Here's
the great news.

You have your freedom, and,
Bo, you have your health!

You know why I'm
healthy and alive?

I made a deal with a
crime boss, Heavy Mike.

Ooh. That dude runs
half the island.

And all of Palolo Penitentiary.

I promised him my cut in
exchange for protection.

- Now he wants what's his.
- Yeah.

And if I don't get it to
him by the end of the day,

I'm a dead man.

Our clients were actually aware
of Chewy's grievances with Kilo,

but they didn't know
how serious it was.

Turns out Minka has a
mutual friend with Chewy.

She's gonna send us all
the info she can get.

Great.

And... great.

What are you doing
leaning on the car?

This is not a photo shoot. The
only reason to have a car like this

is to lean on it, my friend.
What are you doing here?

Ugh. Magnum doesn't pick
up. He never picks up.

I love you so much.

Um, I tracked you
on FindMyFriends.

Jin, I really think
you're abusing

your FindMyFriends privileges.

No, I'm not. We're
friends, right?

I also noticed that you
stay in the guest house

way more than Magnum
stays in the main house.

Magnum, relationships
are all about compromise.

I'm kidding. Seriously.
Please listen to me.

Alright. Here's the
deal. I need your help.

Okay, so, I taped a map
to my ex-partner's stash

in the back of an old dryer in
the building that I live in,

and my landlord sold
that dryer on Craigslist,

and now I'm just trying to
figure out who bought it.

I got a crazy idea.
Why don't you ask him?

He said he'd tell
me if I give him

the three months' rent I owe.

Uh, Jin, I thought
business was good.

I reinvest everything I
make back into the business,

and, also, it's rude to talk
about other people's finances.

That's personal.

That's personal,
but... but using

FindMyFriends to track
where we sleep isn't?

Okay, unfortunately, I think
the fastest way out of this

is just to help him.

Right. Jin...

send me your landlord's e-mail.

Oh. Higgins, um...

he's not single, and Magnum's
right there, alright?

I'm not gonna hook you up.

She's trying to find
out who he sold it to.

Oh, I'm just showing
you how I'd react

if she really wanted me
to hook her up, alright?

Loyalty, dawg.

Got it.

Okay.

Sent.

Right. Okay.

Into his e-mail.

Looking at the replies he
got after he posted the ad.

Found the buyer. Sending
you the results. There.

Jin, you're... you're
leaning on the car again.

Ah, sorry. Force of habit.
Thank you so much, guys.

See ya.

Oh!

What is it?

Ha! Instant good karma
for helping Jin out.

Minka's basically just
sent us a dossier on Chewy.

Alright. We'll talk to him

then stop by the lab
and drop the blood off.

I actually think it'd be more
efficient if we split up.

You go to the lab, and
I go and talk to Chewy.

No, this guy's
made death threats.

We can't split up.

This is Chewy.

Alright. We'll
be splitting up.

Chewy. Short for Chewbacca.

Uh, he's a character from...

I know. I know.

What I don't know is
where you were last night

and why you were sending
serious threats to Arti.

'Cause he's a punk. He couldn't
handle that I was better than him,

so he accused me of
using cheat codes.

That rumor spread, and
that ruined any chance

I had at a sponsorship.

Sponsorship? You're 15.

Ninja-boy is 14,
and he has sponsors.

I wish Sam were
outside getting in trouble.

Aside from school, he hasn't
left the house in over a week.

He's right. You can
check my game stats.

I was online all last night.

Okay, but you sent Arti a
screen grab of his location.

How'd you bypass his VPN?

I sent him proof that
I wasn't cheating.

It may have been in a
form of a phishing link.

Once he clicked
the link, I was in.

Okay. Can you tell
me where he is now?

Uh, no. His phone
died last night.

Can you show me where?

The Oahu Family Clinic.

So far, the sample's a
match for Kilo's blood type,

but the lab will contact us
when the DNA results come in.

- What do you got?
- Kilo's last known location

before he went offline
was where he worked.

But the clinic told me that he
hadn't badged in for two days.

Why would they lie? I'm not
sure, but there's no way

they're gonna cooperate with
us if they're hiding something.

I ran diagnostics on
the clinic earlier.

They have a guest Wi-Fi
network for patients,

but the main system
is air-gapped.

So if we want to find out what
they're hiding about Kilo...

We have to get direct access
to one of their computers.

Meet you at the clinic.

Please.

Welcome to Oahu Family Clinic.

Max and Jillian Long?

Yeah, yeah. That's us.

And thank you for squeezing
us in for this consultation.

Really appreciate it.

So what brings you in today?

Uh, well, we are thinking
about having kids,

and, um, we're not
getting any younger.

We just want to set
ourselves up for success.

As you know, it is
a big commitment,

so if you're still
thinking about it,

we should probably
discuss some topics

to make sure you're
on the same page.

Topics? Topics like, uh...

Like... how would you
split up parenting duties?

What kind of childcare, if any?

How many kids do you
want? Um, religion?

Public school versus
private school.

Where will the baby sleep?

Who would be the guardian if
something should happen to you?

I mean, I think
we're on the same...

Uh...

R-Right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, there's no better time
like the present to dive in.

Yeah. Let's start
with something simple.

Do you plan to raise your
kids with a lot of discipline?

No. Yes, absolutely.

W-Well, discipline,

but with a certain
degree of leniency.

Leniency. W-What do... What
ex... What do you mean by that?

I just feel like we'd be pretty
easygoing parents, that's all.

Okay, but, I mean, surely you
agree that providing structure

is absolutely crucial to
the development of a child.

Yeah, obviously, but you
can provide structure

without being strict
or, like, uptight.

Right. So now you're
calling me uptight.

No, I'm not saying
you're uptight.

Could you just give us...

Oh, yeah. Yeah. Sure thing.

This'll
just take a minute.

Hm.

So, I-I was just doing that

to get her out
of here. Mm-hmm.

You're not serious about that
whole discipline thing, are you?

Thomas, I'm English
and I went to boarding school.

What do you think?

To be continued.

Right. I'm in.

Okay. Searching the
server for any e-mails

mentioning the name Kilo.

Right. Found one.

It's an internal
memo sent by Dr. Lim

to her staff this morning.
A memo about what?

Informing them that the
clinic had been robbed.

But clinics aren't, you
know, a big cash business.

Why rob one?

'Cause it wasn't cash that was
stolen. It was frozen embryos.

Well, Kilo is a lab tech here.

He has full access
to the facilities.

Maybe they used him
to rob the place.

What if Kilo's just
a means to an end?

Then where is he now?

Hi.

Well, it looks like things
settled down in here.

I am really sorry
about the third degree.

It's just policy.

Oh, well, perhaps we
can return the favor.

Yeah, I-I got
a question for you.

Why is it that you're
still open for business

when this place is
technically a crime scene?

Excuse me?

We know about the
stolen embryos, Dr. Lim.

What we don't know is why you're
concealing the theft from HPD.

The Longs, was it?

Yeah.

Why don't we, uh, start over?

Thomas Magnum,
private investigator.

This is my partner,
Juliet Higgins.

And the reason why we're here

is because we're
looking for Kilo.

Yeah. Aren't we all? But he
is conveniently absent today.

You think he's the thief?

I think his key card accessed
the lab at 10:45 last night,

and this morning, there were
hundreds of embryos missing.

I get what it looks like,
but Kilo was a victim,

same as you.

He was kidnapped to
facilitate the breach.

And now whoever has him
has a massive head start,

and we need you to
talk to the police.

No, we can't.

Look, I-I know it's not
great for publicity...

We can't. They
ordered me not to.

You mean the thieves?

Look. Kilo's life is at stake.

So you need to tell
us whatever you know.

I got a ransom
call this morning.

It was, um, a blocked
number and a digitized voice

demanding half a million
dollars to an offshore account.

I wire the money, I get the
embryos back safe and sound.

And if you don't? Or
if you contact HPD?

The embryos will be
"scrambled eggs."

That was their words.

Genetic material is fragile.

We store them in dewars.

They are cans of
liquid nitrogen.

All the thief would have
to do is unscrew the lid,

let the coolant boil
off, and those embryos

would cease to be
viable in minutes.

Can you afford to
meet their demands?

I can't afford notto.

Those dewars, they
contain embryos

from more than 30 couples.

These patients,
they entrusted me

with the future
of their families.

I will not tell them
that future is gone.

What will you do?
Exactly as I'm told.

I just... I need more
time to get the money.

But they told you not to
deal with the police, right?

They didn't say
anything about us.

Yeah. Let us help you.

The stolen embryos are
our best lead to Kilo.

And we're more likely
to find them both

before you find
another $500,000.

How? What, can you
trace a blocked number?

Well, we can try.

And, likely, if they're clever
enough to disguise their voice,

then they're probably
using a burner phone

that they've already tossed.

I-I did try to track
the dewar itself,

but it went offline
at 1:00 a.m.

Wait. So you can
track these things?

Yeah, they're equipped
with these transmitters

that monitor temperature
in real time.

When I was alerted that the
device was switched off,

I figured that was Kilo
just covering his tracks.

But if Kilo isn't our thief...

Maybe he intentionally set
it off to send up a flare.

Yeah. Can you show us
where you lost the signal?

Jin, they're not
gonna just let us in,

no matter who we say we are.

Let me take the lead.

What can I do for
you? Hello, Barbara.

We're from Energy Star, and
it looks like you qualify

for a monthly rebate
on your energy bill.

We just need to take a look
at your washer and dryer.

Oh, I'll save you the time.

I already tried that rebate, and
my old dryer doesn't qualify.

- Oh, oh, I...
- Uh, the thing is,

we can modify your
existing dryer to qualify.

How? My unit's using
over 6 kilowatts an hour.

Uh, Babs, here's the thing...
all we really need to do

is verify that the
modifications were made.

And if... if you're using
6 kilowatts an hour,

we'll just service
your moisture sensors,

which probably have residue
from your dryer sheets.

We'll check a few boxes.
We'll call it a day.

We just want to do our
job, save you money,

get out of your hair.

And you have beautiful hair.

It's so white and shiny.
It makes your eyes pop.

- Yeah.
- Come on in.

If you need anything,
I'll be in the next room.

Thank you. Bye.

So, today we learned that
you know more about dryers

than I know about anything.

Five years on laundry detail.
You pick up a few things.

Alright. Well, let's do this.

Ah.

- Okay.
- Relax, bro.

Yeah.

I don't know what that
is, but it ain't a map.

"Locusts surround my
tent on vacation."

That some sort of code?

There's something
else at the bottom.

"What, me worry?" It's
the Madmagazine slogan.

I read this religiously
as a kid. So?

So, my favorite part
was the last page...

the Mad... Fold-In.

Ah!

Ah. Now, that's a map.

Yeah.

GPS says the transmitter
went offline just up ahead.

Boarding school. Yay or nay?

Nay. You're far
too old, Thomas.

No. I mean for your
kids. You know?

I don't have any kids.

Well, obviously. But in
the future you might.

And apparently, you would lord
over them with an iron fist.

I see our fake
consult with Dr. Lim

has really got you thinking.

Yeah, it's got me thinking
you're avoiding the question.

Fine. I wouldn't categorically
say no to boarding school.

I mean, whilst I didn't
have the best time there,

I do think I got a
really good education,

both inside and out
of the classroom.

I learned self-reliance
and independence.

That's what you got.

I mean, I got the same thing
from public school for free.

You know how expensive it is

to send five kids
to boarding school?

Five? Re... Relax.

You're only slotted
for the first two.

What? I
thought it was funny.

Alright. Stop up
here. We're good.

Yeah.

Alright. Careful, kids.
Mom's in a bad mood.

I see the transmitter.

Or what's left of it.

Yeah, seems like someone was
eager to tie up loose ends.

Which means we got
to find Kilo before, uh...

Thomas. Here.

Before it's too late.

Time of death was approximately
12 to 14 hours ago.

He was dead before
you got the case.

There was nothing
you could've done.

Cold comfort, I'm afraid.

Still doesn't mean you
should have kept me

in the dark about this.

My phone should've been
ringing off the hook today...

first when your "wellness
check" became a kidnapping...

then a robbery, then
a ransom situation?

Yeah, but who's counting? Okay,
so, Gordon, what about forensic?

I saw defensive
wounds on the body.

Will CSU be able to take DNA
from under the fingernails?

We're already on it.

The samples will take
some time to process.

Kilo's hands showed
extensive burn damage

from liquid nitrogen exposure.

That's how desperate he
was to send a message.

He detached the transmitter
with his bare hands.

That's how scared he was.

Gordon, we really
want to stay involved.

If there is anything
that we can do...

Actually, there is. Encourage
Dr. Lim to work with us.

We're gonna need her full cooperation
if we're gonna get this guy.

Alright, we'll talk to her right
after we talk to our clients.

Alright.

I can't believe this.

When we hired you guys,
I thought you'd find...

I don't know... a break-in
or a moped accident,

but not this.

Yeah, and we wish we
had better news, Minka.

And how ridiculous am
I? I never even met him.

I don't think you're
giving your friendship

enough credit.

I didn't even know
his real name.

Hey, look, the Internet
is a strange place,

but sometimes those connections
you make can be honest,

and I think... I think
you knew the real Kilo.

Yeah, so you have every
right to grieve his loss.

I should call the others.

They're gonna be expecting news.

And we won't stop until we
have answers for you, Minka.

Just find whoever did this.

Please.

I wish I could
dig, too, guys,

but I had an accident
during spin class

and I sprained my
shoveling muscles.

I'm digging, and I'm recovering
from two gunshot wounds.

Exactly. But by me not digging,
I'm helping you get stronger.

So you're welcome.

I'm like three feet deep.
How much further we got?

I don't remember.

Knowing how lazy I am, we
should've hit it by now.

Uh... Uh-oh. Uh-oh.
Uh-oh. Uh-oh.

I-I think we're digging
in the wrong spot.

We're what?! I'm sorry.

I feel partially
responsible for this.

Partially? You told
us to dig here.

Yeah, but you listened,
so we're both at fault.

Listen, we can sit
here and argue about

who told who where to dig...

and I don't remember
at this point...

but if we can focus on
the right place to dig,

then you can get your cut!

Oh! I remember.

It's somewhere...

Give me that.

- It's over here.
- Yeah, it's there...

I assure you I am
doing everything I can.

And the moment that I
have news, I will...

- Great. They hung up. Again.
- What's going on?

Pretty much my
worst-case scenario.

The word is out about
the theft. What happened?

Half an hour ago,
I got another call.

He said I was out of time,
and when I asked for more,

he said he didn't
want to negotiate.

If I couldn't find the money,
he would "find other buyers."

I wasn't sure what he
meant by that at first.

- The black market maybe?
- Yeah.

Or a shady fertility clinic,
unsanctioned research facility.

It's worse than that. He's
extorting my patients.

Thanks, Gordie. Bye.
HPD's on their way.

Until then, what
else can you tell us?

Calls started coming in,
uh, about 20 minutes ago.

People asking if we had been
hacked, if this was a hoax.

So they got the same
call that you did?

Blocked number.
Digitized voice.

Same ultimatum.
Pay up or else.

Kilo must have been forced
to download patient files.

I assured all four
couples that I am doing

everything I can to
rectify the situation,

and you saw how
well that went over.

You only heard
from four couples.

But you said the dewar contained
embryos from over 30 patients.

Well, is it... is it possible

that they're targeting
specific clients?

Say, the wealthy ones?

That is not as good a
plan as you'd think.

I doubt the
wealthiest would spend

more than they'd pay for
another round of IVF.

What if they can'tdo
another round of IVF?

You know, people who
have medical conditions

or because of age.

Well, of the ransomed
couples, one widow,

two cancer patients, and
an older patient, so...

So they're targeting
vulnerable individuals...

those who'd pay anything
to have one last chance

at biological children.

What is it? It's Lana Turk.

She's another patient of
mine who fits that pattern,

but I haven't heard
from her today.

Maybe she wasn't on
the thief's radar?

Or she's trying to
deliberately stay off of ours.

You think maybe she
got the ransom call

and decided to
handle it herself?

There's only one
way to find out.

Where's the billing information?

Yeah. How does that help?

Her credit-card
number will give me

a running start at hacking
her financials more broadly.

And if Magnum's
theory is correct...

Damn. What?

Lana's just drained one
of her bank accounts.

She's about to go meet
up with a murderer.

Yeah, and if we don't find her,
she might get herself killed.

- Lana Turk?
- Can I help you?

Lana, what you're about to
do is extremely ill-advised.

How do you know what
I'm about to do?

10 minutes ago, you received
a call from a blocked number.

Your second in an hour.

That's not exactly pocket
change in your purse.

We know that your frozen
embryos are being held ransom,

and we want to help you.

Who are you? The cops? No,
but they're on their way.

Look, is there somewhere
where we can talk?

Yeah.

I've always felt I was
born to be a mother.

But it just never
happened, you know?

Timing, I guess.

Took me years to find John.

And when I did, he wasn't ready.

And when he was...

well, I found a lump.

Breast cancer.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Lana.

That must have
been terribly hard.

It was.

We scraped together all
we could to freeze embryos

before my treatment started.

And now that I'm finally
healthy, finally ready,

this happens.

You can't imagine what it
felt like to get that call.

No, I can't, but I can imagine

how John would feel if
something happened to you.

He doesn't know what's
going on, does he?

You didn't tell him.

He's on the mainland for work.

But he would never let me
put myself in danger...

or drain my savings.

Because it's not
worth your life, Lana.

To you, maybe.

To me, those embryos are the
only dream I've ever had.

I would do anything
to get them back.

Yeah, like meeting
a murderer in a park

armed with nothing but a
bag of money. I get it.

You don't like the plan.

Well, I, um... I
didn't say that.

We're in position.
Comms check.

- Check.
- Got comms.

Detective Carvolo,
are you ready?

Four minutes.
Everybody sit tight.

We must
be gettin' close.

Yeah. We better be.

So how'd you two even meet?

Da Squirrel.

He was our mentor.
Squirrel Dickinson.

Why'd you call him Da Squirrel?

'Cause he stashed away every
score like a squirrel with nuts.

Da Squirrel taught
me all the basics...

pickpocketing,
laundering, decoy maps.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Oh, no. Why? What's wrong?

- Jin, is this a decoy map?
- A what?

A fake map made in case
the person we stole from

ever came after us.

We'd hand it over to
buy time to escape.

Wait a minute. So what
did you do with Bo's cut?

I gave it to Squirrel to hold.

So we didn't have to be
out here digging at all?

No.

Again, I feel partially
responsible for this.

Aah! Partially?

How we looking
on the north side?

No sign of our guy.

Yeah. All clear here.

That's odd. I just
got a text from Gordie asking

to confirm the meet location.
Guy's a no-show so far,

and Lana's not
answering her cellphone.

Well, there are officers
stationed outside

her house, right, so
she must still be there.

In more encouraging news,
whilst our thief hasn't made

an appearance, we do now
know what he looks like.

Got an I.D.? Yeah.
CSU came through.

So, the DNA that was pulled
from under Kilo's fingernails

has been matched back
to a "Nico Parrish."

I'm gonna call Lana's
home line right now.

Here we go. Nico Parrish.

No stranger to a life of crime.

Been a ward of the
state since he was 15.

Spent some time in juvie.

Then graduated to a series of
escalating financial crimes.

We've got petty theft, fraud,
burglary, armed robbery.

Now murder.

Real Renaissance Man. Yeah.

Hi. This is Lana. I can't
come to the phone right now,

so leave me a message and
I'll get right back to you.

Any luck?

You know, it was just
Lana on the message.

There's no mention whatsoever
of her husband, John.

Okay, well, marital status

is a simple matter
of public record.

And as of last year,
John and Lana Turk...

or should I say Lana
Hayes... are divorced.

She lied to us.

Hayes. Lana Hayes.

Why does that name
seem familiar?

You know, if Lana's divorced,

she may have no legal
claim to her embryo.

And... And that
ransom was either

an incredibly great
stroke of luck or...

Or she orchestrated
the entire heist. Look.

Lana Hayes was Nico
Parrish's case officer

when he was in the system.

That money... that
wasn't for a ransom.

That was payment for
services rendered.

Yeah, she's not a victim.
I mean, she played us all.

Lana's at the
International Market Place.

She must've slipped
past the security detail

outside her house.

Yeah, right after she
sent the rest of HPD

running around town.

Gordon's still 10 minutes out.

I don't think we can wait.
Lana knows her cover's blown.

If we don't get to them
before the exchange,

they're gonna be in
the wind for sure.

Then we'd better step on it.

Hey!

Okay. GPS has Lana in
the southeast corner.

Alright. If she's here, that
means Nico can't be far.

Right.

Blue baseball
cap. Two o'clock.

Big backpack for a
trip to the mall.

No! Wait!

Get Lana. Yeah.

Just let me go.

You know I can't do that,
Lana. A man is already dead.

Don't make this any
harder than it has to be.

You don't understand.

He stole my best years

then denied me
custody of my embryos.

He robbed me of my future!

No, Lana. You did
that to yourself.

Come on.

Hey!

- Back up.
- Easy, Nico.

Don't do anything stupid.

You get any closer,
I'll open this thing.

And then what? You
destroy those embryos,

you're only looking
at more jail time.

But you gotta catch me first.

It was her idea.

He's lying. I never
asked for any of this.

Took about two seconds for
the finger-pointing to start.

Well, Lana claims the
ransom was all Nico's doing.

She only hired him
to steal herembryos.

He got greedy, went rogue.
It's all rather tragic.

It's kind of hard
to feel bad for her.

I mean, she caused so
much collateral damage...

Kilo, the other patients
from the clinic.

And it could've been worse.

Dr. Lim came by to
collect the dewar.

Whatever you did,
you did it in time.

The embryos appear to be viable.

That's great news.
Hey. You know what?

We'll take the win
when we can get it.

Thanks, Gordie. No. Thank you.

If I keel over from a heart
attack, it's on you guys.

Yeah. We're okay with that.

Got in touch with Squirrel.

He paid off my debt,
and I'm square.

Nice. You're a free man.

Yes, I am. Congrats.

We should celebrate.
Definitely.

After you fill both
these holes back up.

Why? We're in the woods.

Exactly. We wanna leave
nature the way we found it.

Respect the 'aina, bro.
Don't want a chicken

or a baby boar to
get trapped in there.

Mnh-mnh. That's
not cool, dude.

You know I have a soft
spot for chickens.

I love them so much,
those little guys!

I like the nuggets
and the tenders.

Scoop it. Scoop it.

Yeah. Yeah. I'm,
uh, glad to hear it.

Okay. Bye.

That was Minka.

She wanted me to pass
along her gratitude,

but I told her she should
tell you in person.

The gamers are all flying
out for Kilo's funeral.

I figured we should go. Yeah.

Gosh. It's not the
occasion they hoped for,

but it'll be nice to
see them all together.

Yeah. "IRL," as the kids say.

Yeah. Our kids will
not be saying that.

We'll see.

So... it doesn't
bother you at all...

these disagreements
we've been having?

Our wildly different
approaches to parenting?

Nowwho's stewing?

Now who's avoiding the question?

W-We have plenty of time
to sweat the small stuff.

This is the bigstuff, no?

I mean, yes, we love
each other, sure,

but we both know that
isn't always enough.

And what if we're not as
aligned as we thought?

Then we have plenty of time
to sweat the big stuff,

and there's no one I'd rather
sweat it with than you.

Well, I'm
trying to be serious.

Couples have disagreements
all the time.

We've been butting heads
since the day we met,

and we've gotten
really good at it.

If you ask me, I think
we're ahead of the curve.

I like our odds.

Practice makes perfect, eh?

Yeah. You sound
like Miss Fitz.

Was that a
boarding-school teacher?

Piano. Twice a
week for 10 years.

Just as our children will do.

W... No, no, no.
No forced hobbies.

That's terrible.

A-Although baseball,
on the other hand...

Baseball? Yeah.

So you'd prefer that they can
just run around in a circle

as opposed to play a sonata?

Eh, you can make good
money with baseball.

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