All language subtitles for 06x14_Through.the.Fog_Elementary

You have to hold him still.

That's what
I'm attempting to do.

I swear he gets more fidgety
every time we try and do this.

Okay, well, we can
scrap your theory

because this music
is not soothing him.

That's not why
I'm enduring this tune.

Tortoises have terrible hearing.

The music is for you.

You said you used to
listen to spa music

when you operated
on patients.

I thought it might reduce
your agita

during this bothersome task.

You're equating
cardiothoracic surgery

with filing a
tortoise's toenails?

Just not too short.

They're his natural defenses.

Against what?

Tomorrow never knows.

Mmm.

Hey, Dad.

When was this?

Okay.

Okay, let-let me make some
calls on my end, and then...

you keep me posted.
I'll call you back.

Bye.

- What's wrong?
- It's my mom.

She's not supposed to drive
because of her Alzheimer's.

She took the car this morning,
has not come back.

She's missing.

Mr. Stanton,
I'm Captain Gregson.

This is Detective Bell.

You know
why you're here?

He said it was about
Alexis Garland.

I-I just heard.
Is she really dead?

Shot and dumped
in the Hudson.

That's terrible.

But I don't know
if I can be of any help.

We disagree.

We've been talking
to her friends.

There really wasn't anywhere
else for us to start.

No crime scene,
no murder weapon,

no obvious motive.

But we started
hearing whispers.

Couple of women

Alexis worked out with
thought maybe you two

were having an affair.

There's a lot of gossip
at our gym.

Most of it's nonsense.

Alexis was my client.

I trained her for
a couple of months,

but we barely knew each other.

Come on, Jeff.

We found the e-mails
you two sent.

Alexis deleted
most of them

so her husband
wouldn't find out,

but there's deleted,
and then there's deleted.

Okay, look.

Uh, Alexis and I...
we were...

You were having
a lot of sex.

Look, I shouldn't have lied
to you guys,

but she's dead.

Why ruin her reputation, right?

That never bothered you before.

You were obsessed
with her.

You asked her
to leave her husband.

When she refused,
you killed her.

I-I would never hurt Alexis.

I-I want a lawyer.

I'm not answering
any more of your questions.

You don't have to.

We already have
all the proof we need.

I pulled your old Navy records.

You're colorblind.

That's why they wouldn't let you
try out for the SEALs.

So what?

So, we went
to your apartment

this morning
after you left for work.

We had a warrant.

Super let us in.

There were traces of blood

behind a panel of wallpaper
in your dining room.

That's where
you shot Alexis.

You couldn't clean
all her blood off

because of the texture
of the wallpaper,

so you just papered
over that section.

You hung a new strip.

You did a pretty
good job.

Used the same company

as the original paper,
same fish pattern,

but, Jeff, this design comes in
a bunch of different variations.

Your original wallpaper...

had green fish.

You bought
wallpaper with fish

that are orange.

Probably looked perfect
to you, but to us,

it stuck out
like a sore thumb.

Just so you know,
that's the color

of the prison jumpsuit
you're going to be wearing.

Hey, it's Marcus Bell
over at the 11th.

Got some good news.

The perp in the Garland case
wants to cut a deal.

His attorney is on the way.

Can you send
the riding ADA over?

Great. Thanks.

Hey, whose bag is this?

Somebody leave this here?

Anybody?

Go, go! Go!

What's going on?

Uh, Myers.

Take off your coat, and seal
the bottom of that door.

Go! Now!

Marcus?
What the hell's going on?

Why did I just put my coat
on the floor?

Go get the captain.

Tell him he's gotta
quarantine the building.

What are you
talking about?

Tell him there's been
a biological attack.

Go! Now.

♪ Elementary 6x14 ♪
Through the Fog
Original Air Date on August 6, 2018

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

I want all the doors locked.
I want all the windows sealed.

Nobody goes in or out.
Detective, get on the horn

with the Operations Unit.

Tell them we're at
mobilization level two.

I need a perimeter
around the building.

And get a Strategic
Response Group down here.

Valdez, go get
as many first-aid kits

as you can and bring
them back here.

And make sure that the
stairwells are cleared, too.

That's been done.

I was by the stairs when
you called the quarantine.

Nobody went up or down,
and the elevator hasn't moved.

Good. Let's keep it that way.

I want everybody
sheltering in place

on the floor that they're on.

Get the CDC on the phone.

Tell them we've been hit by
some kind of aerosol attack.

Whatever it is, tell them
they need to hurry,

'cause one of our own
got a face-full.

Marcus, talk to me.

You all right?

I don't know.

The device in the bag
kept spraying me.

I'm gonna stay in here.

I-I don't want to put
anyone else at risk.

All right,
we're getting you help, okay?

It's on the way.

How do you feel?

Well, my heart's beating
pretty fast,

but I think that's just nerves.

Whatever hit me, I don't think
I'm feeling it yet.

It's a hell of a thing you did.

Where are we
on quarantine?

We're following
the playbook.

Precinct's on lockdown.

CDC's on its way.

Look, I don't think
it was a coincidence,

this thing going off
right after I found it.

What do you mean?

Well, the bag
wasn't in the hall

when I came through for
the Stanton interview.

That means it couldn't
have been sitting there

for more than a couple minutes
before I found it.

I'm looking at
the thing now.

There's a cell phone
trigger on it.

Wait.
You're thinking whoever did this

set it off a minute or two
after they planted it?

Yeah, and I don't think
that was the plan.

No.

They'd want to be further away,
clear of the building.

Exactly.

But I found it right away.
I called it out.

I think they still
had eyes on it.

They were here,
they saw me find it,

so they set it off before
I could get rid of it.

Nobody's left the floor
since it went off.

So, if you're right,
the person who did this

is still here with us.

My brother and my mom's friends

have not heard from her.

I left a message for the captain

to put out a BOLO, and I think
I'm gonna go see my...

Joanie, finally.

Where have you been?
We're going to be late.

You didn't
hear me calling you.

Your mother is here.

Is something wrong?

No. I just wasn't
expecting you.

Oh, you forgot.

We're supposed to have lunch
at Fratello's.

Mom, Fratello's has been closed
for three years.

I'm fine. I just...

It's just confusing.

Did I not tell you
where I was going?

When she got
diagnosed,

I knew days like
this were coming.

She was doing so well.

I mean, she was taking
care of herself.

She was playing mah-jongg
with her friends.

I mean, she gets confused,
but nothing like this.

Showing up for a luncheon
that happened four years ago?

Guess we're entering
a new phase.

Sorry.

I mean, sometimes
I think it's worse

when she's clear-headed,
because...

then she really understands
how bad it's getting.

Your stepfather's
gonna be here soon.

Go on.
I'll call the captain.

I'll tell him
to cancel the alert.

Officer Rossi.

Yes, it's Sherlock Holmes.

I'm calling for Captain Gregson.

Why are you answering his phone?

Listen, you'll have
to call back later.

We're under quarantine,

and it's a little hectic here.

What do you mean,
you're under quarantine?

Babícora Police Station
in Juárez.

Two years ago,
the León Cartel

used a homemade
smoke bomb there.

Aerosolized anthrax.

12 officers got sick.

Seven died.

The bomb was in an
unattended piece of luggage,

and it was detonated
via cell phone.

Yeah.

That does sound familiar.

Last year, you said Major Cases

was going to lead for the NYPD
against the León Cartel.

You took over
from the Narcotics Unit

in November, correct?

Yeah, the brass wanted
more resources put on 'em.

We've seized some
of their shipments

and rolled up some
of their middle management.

We have 'em on the run.

Sounds like they hit back hard.

Maybe.

We haven't had any cartel people
in here today,

but I guess they could have used
a civilian cutout.

If this is another
anthrax attack,

there are treatments which
can reduce lethality.

Guys, we're getting ahead
of ourselves here.

The CDC just landed downstairs.

We're gonna know
a lot more soon.

Well, maybe not as quickly
as you think.

Identifying diseases can take
hours; in some cases, days.

We need to find out
what you got hit with

so we can get you
treatment in time.

You're thinking about
approaching the cartel?

Guys...

if they did this,
do you seriously think

they're gonna tell you
what was in the gas?

Depends how they're asked.

Listen to me.

Today is already a bad day.

I do not need two more
of my people in harm's way.

Now, listen.

I gotta go deal with the CDC.

We're gonna get this
figured out.

Do not go talk

to the León Cartel.

You heard what he said.

I did. He doesn't want
to see us killed.

Unfortunately, I feel
the same way about him.

Captain Gregson,
I'm Bridget Tanaka,

head of the CDC's
Emergency Response Team.

How long ago was the attack?

It was 28 minutes ago.

You've done a great job

quarantining the building,
from what I can see.

My team's gonna help
with the lockdown,

make sure nobody's in
any immediate medical danger.

I don't think anyone's sick yet.

I'm taking that to mean
that the attack

must have been biological
rather than chemical.

If it was chemical, it would
have hit us a lot faster, right?

Probably, but we can't
rule anything out yet.

We're gonna need
to examine the device.

It's the fastest way
to determine what was in it.

Any luck, we'll have you all
diagnosed, decontaminated

and on your way to the hospital
in four, five hours.

Until then, I need everyone
to sit tight and stay calm.

This everybody on the floor?

No, we have a detective,
Marcus Bell--

he sealed himself off.

He's the one who
found the device.

He was exposed
pretty heavily.

We'll run him
through a decon shower,

get him a change of clothes.

After that, he can join everyone
out here while my team works.

You sure?

If it was
a chemical attack,

he'll be safe
once his clothing and skin

have been decontaminated.

If it was biological,

any pathogen will need time
to incubate

before the host
becomes contagious.

You'll all be in a hospital
for observation by then.

Um...

I just found out there
was a similar attack

on a police station in
Mexico a couple years ago.

Might be the same people
who did that did this.

That time, they
used anthrax.

We'll test for that first.

But frankly, we might not know
what we're looking at

until people start getting sick.

Symptoms usually tell us
what we're up against

before our tests can confirm it.

Clearing two now.

Copy. Five minutes.

Anything else I need
to know, Captain?

Uh, come in here.

There's a cell phone attached
to that aerosol device.

I'm assuming you can
decontaminate it for me.

Of course. Why?

We think the person
that set it off

might be on the floor with us.

You think one of these people...

If there's any prints
or anything else on that phone

that could shed some light
on who did this...

Are my people safe?

They should be alert,

but if I'm right
and the perp is out there,

I don't think they meant
this as a suicide mission.

The only reason they
triggered the device

is because we found it sooner
than we were supposed to.

Whoever it is,
they're dangerous,

but they're trying to keep
their head down,

they're trying
to get out of here unnoticed.

I'm trying to prevent that
from happening.

Okay.

I'll get you that phone
as soon as I can.

- Are you sure about this?
- No.

I'd much rather talk to these
people with the police,

but we'd be the ones
getting arrested.

Anyway...

We're closed.

Uh, yeah,
we're not customers.

We're just... we'd like
to see the boss.

- I am the boss.
- No.

You're the nephew.
You're Lil' Javi.

We're not interested
in the lil' boss.

We'd like to talk to the
big boss, your Uncle Felipe.

You got the wrong place.

Don't play dumb with me.
You're not smart enough.

Look, we are not
looking for trouble.

We are consultants
with the NYPD.

We know that your uncle
is in charge

of the León Cartel
here in New York.

I think you two should go now.

Just don't...

Get off!
Don't do that. No!

Do you want your Mercedes back?

- What?
- Your Mercedes.

The G550 that was parked
out front. We stole it.

I mean, it was a present
from your uncle, wasn't it?

He'd be very upset
to know that you'd lost it.

But I'm quite happy
to give it back

if you just-just...

take us to see him.

How do you expect
to get away with this?

Your uncle is going to want
to hear what we have to say.

So you take us to see him,
you're gonna be a hero.

Hey. CDC cleaned me up.

Lucky for me, I had a
change of clothes here.

They say I'm as safe to be
around as anyone now, so...

What are those?

Uh, pulled 'em off the phone
that triggered the device.

Looks like recon to me.

So, whoever did this,

they came here once before.

They scouted the place.

Time stamp on all of them
is 12:00 a.m. January 1.

Our perp was here on New Year's?

I forwarded everything
from the phone to CCS.

They think the cell service
wasn't activated until today,

and that zeroed out
all the time and date settings.

Get him on his side now.

I got a guy seizing up here.

Send up a cart.

Does anyone know this man?

His name
is Vincent Wong.

He was here giving
a witness statement

about a missing girl
in Queens.

Do you know where he was
when the device went off?

I do.

He was sitting in the hallway
near the duffel bag.

He was right next to me.

My sister's boy.

He's not a genius.

I don't know you,
so this will be brief.

Say your piece.

There was an act of terror
committed

at the 11th precinct
this morning.

I know. I saw the news.

And to think,
it's not even my birthday.

The León Cartel carried out
a similar attack

in Juárez two years ago.

That time, they used anthrax.

We have friends at the 11th.

We want to know
what your group used

so they can get
the treatment they need.

Well, since you ask--

we had nothing to do with it.

So I'm afraid I
cannot help them.

Of course,
I wouldn't if I could.

Even if I could serve up

Doron Kolobkov's operation
to you on a platter?

You've already pissed off
my nephew today.

Now you want to make an enemy
of the Stepanov Bratva?

Well, if I could,
that would make us

something akin to friends,
wouldn't it?

You've been fighting
the Russians

for territory
in Queens.

So you tell us
what was used in the attack,

and I'll tell you
everything you need to know

to choke off Doron's supply.

And how, exactly,
would you have such information?

I used to buy heroin from him.

I see.

I'm supposed to trust

the word of a junkie?

I'm not stupid enough
to lie to you.

You can put your rival
out of business today,

but if you want this deal,
it's gotta be now.

The CDC will
have figured out

what we're up against
by the end of the day.

By then, we won't need you.

There'll be no need to share
information with you.

What about self-preservation?

Not every cop in
New York's in quarantine.

Some of them know
where we are.

The man who built that device
in Juárez--

he's dead.

Frederico...

His name is unimportant,

but this man,
he was talented.

We don't have anyone
else like him.

I wish we could come
to some sort of understanding,

but I'm afraid I don't have
the answers you're looking for.

Tell your, uh, nephew
that his car is in a lot

on Jamaica and 88th.

This information you have
on the Stepanov Bratva--

how much is it worth to you?

It's not for sale.

Don't get me wrong, I'm happy
to be out of that place,

but you didn't
press the guy that hard.

No need.

Hey.

Hi. We got some, uh...
well, bad news, I'm afraid.

The León Cartel
is not trying to kill you.

What are you talking about?

Watson and I just had
a conversation with Felipe Diaz.

Damn it. I told you...

Oh, no, we're fine.
You're the ones in danger.

And we still
don't know from what.

But I don't think
the cartel did this.

Why? 'Cause Felipe Diaz
denies it?

He was in a chatty mood.
He gave us half the name

of the architect
of their Juárez attack.

Why would he do that?

Because that man is dead.

They don't have anyone else

capable of cultivating
a biological agent

or building a device
to deliver it.

Between that
and Felipe's haptics,

I think he was
telling the truth.

You think the person
that planted the device

is still in
there with you.

Who else should
we be looking at?

I don't know.

I don't have
any obvious suspects.

Marcus and I are about
to interview everyone here.

One thing you could do is take
a look at some photographs

we pulled off the phone
that triggered the device.

I didn't find much useful
on them, but...

a second set of eyes
couldn't hurt.

I'll send it over to you.

How's everyone else doing?

Well, so far,
only one guy has gotten sick.

He started seizing
about a half an hour ago.

He's stable now,
but it wasn't pretty.

What about Marcus?

Let's just say he'd be doing

a lot better if we knew
what to treat him for.

We all would.

I-I gotta go.

We're gonna find out
who did this.

Can you tell us who you are
and why you're here?

My name is Natalie Park.

I'm a hedge fund manager.

Uh, Anthony Daniels.

I teach second grade
at PS 635 in Brooklyn.

Uh, I'm Lydia Winchell.
I'm a massage therapist.

Hernán Cortes,
like the explorer.

But I work for the MTA.

I came down to file a complaint.

My ex violated a restraining
order I have against him.

Jaylen Thomas.
I saw a bar fight.

Y'all had some questions
about it.

My little brother got arrested
for stealing a car.

I came down to bail him out.

And rip his face off.

My apartment got robbed.

They told me to come down
to give a statement.

How do you feel about cops?

You have any reason
to be angry at the police?

What? No.

Nah, man.
I don't got a problem,

long as y'all don't got
a problem with me.

Why are you asking that?

Am I suspect?

I never had any issue
with cops.

I'm sorry.
My head feels a little...

What was the question?

Wait. Why are you asking?

Do you think the person
who did it is still here?

The guy who got sick earlier--

is that going to happen
to all of us?

You can't be keeping us locked
up with some terrorist nut.

You think I could carry in

some big germ bomb
with this ankle?

Is he?

Out there with the others?

If you think he's still here,
you have to tell us.

We have a
right to know.

All that shaking

and the foam in his mouth.

I don't want to have
to go through that.

Can we take a break?

I mean, my head's killing me,

and my stomach's starting
to feel weird.

That's two
feeling the effects now.

Guy made a good
point about the bag.

I mean, I've held
it in my hands.

Not exactly a
loaf of bread.

It's big and heavy.

And metal.

And didn't set off
the machines downstairs.

Someone strong hauled
that thing in here,

and they didn't come
in the front door.

The roof.

You remember when they
patched it last month?

There were a dozen
construction workers

using the freight elevator
all week.

You think someone
stashed it here,

and today someone else
went and got it?

Probably worth
cross-checking the roofers

against the folks
we got here today.

Maybe we'll find
a connection.

Wow.

You're really good at this.

You sound surprised.

So, once I've finished,

we should be one step
closer to identifying

who planted the aerosol device
at the precinct.

You said you wanted
to re-create the photos

that TARU recovered.

Yes, they're not
time-stamped,

but the clock in
that photograph

tells us it's 6:58 p.m.

when it was taken
by the perpetrator.

That gives us a time,
of course, but not a date.

Luckily, there is ample
astronomical data

to tell us the sun's
relationship to New York City

every single day of the year.

So we match the shadow pattern,

we note the position
of the light,

and that should give us the date

in which the precinct
was scouted.

We then look at
the visitor logs for that day,

see who was here, and see
if anyone came back today.

Right.

But even if we I.D. the guy,
I can't imagine

he's gonna tell us
what he knows so easily.

One impossible problem
at a time, please.

So, did your mother
and stepfather

make it home safe and sound?

Safe, yes.

I'm not sure about sound.

She locked herself in her
bedroom when she got home.

She won't talk to him.

She talking to anyone
these days?

- Like a therapist?
- She needs to.

She needs help
on a few different fronts.

A home nurse
would be a good start.

- She doesn't have one?
- I've tried broaching it.

Eight months ago, I could see
she was struggling a little,

so I suggested maybe
getting some help

at the house
a few days a week.

She wouldn't talk to me
for two weeks.

It's hard facing a diminishing
of one's autonomy.

Yeah, I gotta ask her again.

Respectfully, it's not the way
that you're asking.

It's that you're asking at all.

You can't ask someone to hand
over the keys to their life.

You have to demand them.

Your mother's not going
to like the news, but...

at least she's gonna hear it
from someone she loves.

All right.

So, one of the roofers
who was here last month,

Dwayne Acker--
says on his social media

he went to a concert
six months ago

for a band called
Elegant Void.

Yeah?

Well, you know the masseuse
we talked to-- Lydia?

She posted photos
from the same concert.

They were both there.

So the roofer volunteers
to stash a biological weapon,

the masseuse promises
to set it off,

and then they both go
to the mosh pit together.

It's not my favorite theory,

but I'm not seeing
any strong connections here.

Captain, you got a minute?

- How's it going?
- We're still trying

to figure out
what was inside that device.

Spores of some kind,
so we know it was biological,

but no typology yet.

We did find
something I thought

you should know about.

When we took
the thing apart,

we saw the upper
section was bonded

with a cyanoacrylate
adhesive.

The glue was fully dry,
extremely sturdy.

The lower section, though,

that was a
different story.

What do you mean?

This canister that
the toxin was in--

it was attached
to the detonator differently.

It was stuck on there
with a resin epoxy,

and it wasn't dry.

Which means?

The device came in two pieces.

It was probably assembled just
moments before it was detonated.

I gotta get back.

You can hold on to that.

If this thing
came in pieces,

there's no reason to think

the roofers had anything
to do with it.

Sections this small,

anybody could've
smuggled them in separately

and built them
right here.

We're back to square one.

Down a bit.

Down a bit.

Stop.

There?

There. Lock it down.

All right.

For the sun to have cast
that angle of light

at exactly 6:58 p.m.,

the photograph must have
been taken on...

July 2.

You sure?

I'll spare you a lecture
on solar orbits

and heavenly mathematics
and just say yes, I'm sure.

What is it?

July 2.

We had that
union meeting.

The whole floor
was closed down

for three hours
that night.

The only people up here
when those photos were taken

were cops from our precinct.

If that's true, then...

One of our own did this.

Captain?

Sherlock and Joan
have something.

Take a look at Sean O'Grady.

Shield number 42330.

O'Grady?

He's not my favorite cop,

but the guy's
a solid citizen.

Well, so was Timothy McVeigh
right up until he wasn't.

We've been looking
through the NYPD database

and going through
personnel records.

O'Grady checks off
all the wrong boxes.

And he seems to have a grudge
against the department.

What are you talking about?

Before he
transferred to the 11th,

he was given command discipline
for conduct unbecoming twice.

He was unhappy that he was
passed over for promotion,

and then he was suspended
for 30 days

after shoving
his commanding officer.

It's a big leap from disgruntled
officer to bioterrorist,

but at the moment,
he's the only suspect we have.

Okay.

We'll talk to him.

Hey, Sean.

Can you join me in the
conference room for a sec?

Sure, Captain.
What's up?

Oh, I just want to have
a quick chat.

Marcus, are you
flanking me?

What's going on?

Am I in some kind
of trouble here?

Do me a favor, Sergeant.

Can I have your firearm, please?

Whatever you want.

Come on.
You don't actually think

I'm involved in this, do you?

There were at least 30 cops
in that union meeting.

Gotta be ten of
those same guys

back here today.

How's that make me
the prime suspect?

It doesn't,
but there were

a few things
in your personnel file

we wanted to go over.

It's our understanding you were

passed over for promotion
to lieutenant.

Is that what this is about?

The promotion thing?

Yeah, I was upset

when I got passed over.

I said so. That was it.

Look, getting your feelings hurt
and shoving your C.O.

are two different things.

I got a temper, okay?

But I apologized for it.
I made it right.

I notice you're not
wearing your ring.

I know you're married.

I met your wife
last Christmas.

Something happen?

We're taking a little break.

How little?

Going on five months.

She want a divorce?

I know what
that's like.

Throws your whole world
out of whack.

When my wife and I split...

I was, uh...

hmm, lost.

So, obviously, you went out
and built some weird smoke bomb

and you set it off
around a bunch of cops.

'Cause that's what guys

like us do, right?

I'm a police officer.

I didn't do this.

Since we missed lunch,

I brought you your leftovers.

What is that mush,
anyway?

It is mush.

It's this, uh, apple
and potato porridge--

17th-century
English recipe.

Oh, certainly smells
like it's 400 years old.

How's it going?

Well, I've been giving
Officer O'Grady's background

the attention it deserves,

and I found a curiosity
in his file.

Six years ago, he received
the NYPD's Combat Cross.

He survived a shooting
in the line of duty.

Killed his assailant.

Strange thing is,

it happened in Staten Island

at the time he was assigned
to a precinct in the Bronx.

Could be he was assigned
to a multi-borough task force.

Maybe the paperwork
went missing.

Or he has a habit
of getting into trouble

and hiding behind his badge.

Let's see if there's
an explanation.

That's weird.

The server must be down.

Are you sure?
It was just working.

It's not working now.

I built a car

with my brother
last summer.

So what?

What's a '67 Stingray gotta do
with a terrorist attack?

Nothing, but it means
you're good with your hands.

You know how to weld,
how to solder,

how to assemble
complicated machinery.

Me and every other
electrician, mechanic

and I.T. guy in the city.

Oh, excuse me.

What's up?

There's a question you might
want to ask Officer O'Grady

regarding a shooting in 2012.

What's the angle?

To be honest,
I'm not quite sure.

I thought you might be able
to do some digging of your own.

We can't seem to get
into the system.

Why is that?

It's just not working.

Hold on.

I gotta check on something.

I'm gonna have to call you back.

Hey, Doc?

Did you guys take our servers

for decontamination
or something?

Yeah, Bob took those
downstairs.

Wait, what? No, I didn't.

Really? It was like
ten minutes ago.

The rest of us were here
wrapping up the tularemia test.

I saw one of our people leave

with a cart
full of server towers.

It was a guy in
a Hazmat suit.

I figured it was you.

No. No, I was treating the, uh,
sick guy down the hall.

The one with
the crutches.

But I didn't touch
any computer stuff.

Hey, Peggy?

Did any of our people
bring down a bunch of

server towers in the
past 20 minutes?

Negative.
Nothing like that down here.

Somebody in a white suit--
one of your suits--

carted away
our network machines,

and you don't know who they are
or where they went?

I'm sure they'll turn up
once this whole thing is over.

That isn't good enough.

Is this really a
priority right now?

We're just talking about some
computer equipment, right?

No.

We're talking about copies

of all of the department's data.

Case files,

identities
of undercovers,

CIs,

information on...

drug cartels.

Captain?

Servers.

They'd be worth millions
to the right buyer.

Maybe tens of millions.

If someone came in here
and took our networks,

I don't think this was
a terrorist attack

after all.

I think this was a heist.

What you're saying
doesn't make any sense.

How could anyone
from our agency

be responsible
for an attack that happened

30 minutes before
we showed up?

Somebody walked out of here
with all our servers.

They were wearing a CDC suit,

and they were carrying
a CDC I.D. card.

They were also pretty familiar
with bioterrorism protocols.

Call me crazy, but look at it
from my side of the desk.

We didn't do this.

Nobody in this room
even could have.

What do you mean?

My team's been in Botswana
conducting research for months.

We only got back
two weeks ago.

Do you have any idea
how long it takes

to cultivate most bioagents?

I don't, but do we have
any reason to believe

that gas even contained
a real bioagent?

What?

All the evidence points
to the attacker

staying on the floor
when the device went off.

We've been thinking it was
because he was willing

to die for his cause,
whatever that was,

but if the cause
was just stealing our files,

why use real germs
when you could use fake ones?

The building was gonna
get quarantined either way.

All your protocols
would've kicked in

even if there was nothing
contagious in that canister.

Do you even know
what's in it yet?

I told you, the only way
to identify a substance

is process of elimination.

We test one by one.

We can't rule out
every pathogen yet.

But we have gone through
a pretty long list.

To be honest,

we'd usually know by now.

It could just be bread mold
or something innocuous.

It's not as if we
test for that first.

Okay, say it is a hoax.

If there was nothing
in that gas,

what does that say
about the two guys

who started
showing symptoms?

You think they were faking?

If they were,
and if O'Grady is involved,

there'd have to
be some link

between the three
of them, right?

Hey.

They ain't wearing masks.

What's going on?

Is it over?

It is for you.

Sean.

Mr. Daniels,
Mr. Wong.

Please, everybody, take a seat.

I'd introduce you, but...

you all know each other already,

don't you?

You're an
interesting group.

Not immediately clear
how the three of you

linked up to work together.

There's no obvious
connection

in your, uh, CVs or
your social media,

but there is a common
thread that unites you,

and that is bankruptcy.

When we looked
at your financials,

we found out that you all knew
Milan Jokic, the Repo Man.

So each of you
had some property

repossessed
by his company this year.

Jokic knew of your dire
financial straits

and offered each of you
a life raft.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

You think I'd take money
to kill cops?

Nope. No one was going to die
in Mr. Jokic's plan.

The gas attack was a hoax.

But it did allow him
to steal the NYPD's

most valuable resource,
and that is information.

Who do you think he was gonna
sell our data to, Sean?

I met a cartel kingpin

earlier today
who'd be very interested.

Good people
were gonna end up getting hurt

because of what
you did here today.

CIs, witnesses, and yes, cops.

I still don't know
what you're talking about.

Maybe I'm slow.

No, you're not slow.

You were the inside man.

Two months ago, you took
photographs of the station

for Jokic, so he could get
a lay of the land.

Jokic studied biochemistry
and engineering

in his native Serbia.

He had the skills to pull off

a pretty convincing forgery
of a bioterror device.

He just couldn't risk bringing
it into the station himself.

Mr. Wong, you came here to offer

phony information
on a Missing Persons case.

And, Mr. Daniels,

you had some
made-up story

about your apartment
being burglarized.

But really,
you were smuggling pieces

of the device
through the metal detectors.

Once it went off,

you faked symptoms
in order to spread panic

and assure that the CDC
protocols would be

followed for hours.

That set the stage
for the Repo Man.

He had a Hazmat suit
and a badge,

thanks to a CDC worker
with gambling debts.

Everyone was so preoccupied
with the business

of the quarantine
that no one noticed the new guy

walking away
with all the computers.

Your plan was to sell
the information

to the highest bidder,
and then flee the country.

The plane tickets on each
of your credit card statements

show us as much.

That's a hell of a story.

Yeah, well,
it's nonfiction.

Our friends at the two-four

arrested Milan Jokic
an hour ago,

and they found the stolen
server towers in his garage.

He was happy
to offer testimony

about your little plot
for a few points with the D.A.

So, I hope you
enjoyed today, gentlemen,

'cause there are
plenty more lockdowns

in all of your near futures.

Mom.

You're right on time.

Don't look so surprised.

I have more good days than bad.

This is kukicha.

It's a Japanese tea made
from stems and twigs.

Sherlock swears by it.

Joan.

You didn't bring me
all the way over here

to talk about tea.

You know that I love you.

So...

if what I'm about to say
is going to make you angry,

I just want you
to remember that.

I think it's time
that you consider...

My Alzheimer's
has reached a point

where I need to hire
a professional nurse.

It's time.

I've known it
for a while.

And, um...

yesterday, getting so mixed up,

that kind of decided things.

Your father and I
have called a nursing agency.

We're going to start
interviewing

candidates tomorrow.

How do you feel about it?

I guess I feel...

proud.

I know I'm doing
the right thing for me,

and for you and Henry.

And I am proud, too,
to have a daughter like you

who cares enough
about me

to have such a hard
conversation.

♪ Shield it from those

♪ Who'd steal it
from your sight ♪

Of course, Mom.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

There are going to be
more days like yesterday.

But not today.

Today, I'm here.

♪ Even if you fall...

What would you like to do today?

Well...

I was sad to hear
Fratello's closed.

I mean, I guess I was sad
to hear it again.

But there must be

some other place near here
that we can get lunch.

Let's try something new.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. ♪

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