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Imagine a man, a plain man, no different from a thousand others you see in a

day, who enjoys the simple things in life, the feeling of the sun on his

face, the taste of that first sip of coffee.

Imagine his life, starting out with unlimited potential and, like most

amounting to nothing much.

Few dollars in a retirement account.

Almost enough to pay off the debts that will outlive him.

Imagine his hands.

Hands that built a house.

Caressed a wife.

Held a child.

Hands that sculpt, shape, and create.

Imagine his death.

Imagine his face contorting in pain as the poison courses through his veins.

And his hands.

Those hands that could do so much.

Clutching one last time.

And falling still.

Useless.

I can imagine it.

Because that man will die tonight by lethal injection.

Can you ask them?

Can you get me one last phone call?

I can imagine it.

Because that man is my father.

You made $65 ,000 betting on a football game?

Oh, yeah. It's all fantasy money so far, but my system is good. So good that I'm

thinking about going to Vegas this Sunday, and I'm happy to accept

I know some gamblers who went broke. They all had systems. Not like mine.

Oh, well, that's good, because none of the other guys ever said that.

I'll tell you what I do.

I take a look at both of the teams, and then I study their strengths, their

weaknesses, and then I analyze their game to the smallest detail.

Then I bet on the club whose mascot would beat the hell out of the other

mascot.

What? Very simple.

Dr. Mark Sloan, line five.

Dr. Mark Sloan, line five.

I'm going to put you down for a couple hundred, okay? Hey, hey.

Dr.

Mark Sloan.

Yes, of course I remember you.

I'm going to die tonight, Dr. Sloan.

Yes, I know.

I'm going to die because you put me here.

Oh, I didn't put you there. You put yourself there. You murdered...

52 people.

I just caught you.

You caught an innocent man.

You had a chance to prove that at the trial.

The jury didn't believe you, and I don't believe you either.

Are you so sure that you'd stake my life on it?

Look, if you're looking for a pardon, I can't help you. And I wouldn't if I

could. Oh, I don't want your help.

Then what?

I want you to see what you've done.

I want you to watch me die.

Why?

You owe me that much.

All right.

I'll be there.

Three years, Lewis Sweeney held this city in a grip of terror.

39 bombings, 52 deaths, hundreds of injuries, millions in property damage.

you can ask me whether I think he deserves to die tonight.

Some people believe that Lewis Sweeney isn't the son of you bombers.

Some people believe JFK was killed by space aliens. I can't help them either.

I'm not a psychiatrist, I'm a prosecutor.

And you're up for re -election in, what, a month?

And you're implying that I would execute an innocent man to further my political

career? Is that something you really want to be asking me?

During the trial, even you conceded you had no idea what Sweeney's motive could

be. No, I still don't.

No one's ever been able to figure out the reason for the bombings or why he

chose the targets that he did. And that doesn't make you think that you might

have the wrong man?

No, it makes me glad that he'll be dying tonight.

Isn't that right, Dr. Sloan?

No, I'm not here to celebrate.

Every man's death diminishes me, for I am all men. Is that it?

Something like that.

Well, if that's true, I'll be glad to be diminished tonight.

Oh, hello, Carter. Hello.

I know how hard this must be for you. If there's anything that I can do for

you... My father would like to speak to you.

There's a question I need you to answer before I die.

I'll try.

Why you?

You mean...

Why did I help the police track you down?

Burnside couldn't have won the election unless he produced a body.

The police wanted to close their case.

But you, Doc, what was driving you?

Innocent people were dying.

Oh, innocent people are always dying.

Muggings, drive -bys, tainted hamburger meat.

Why this set of victims over another?

I did what had to be done.

Yeah, I see. I get it.

Nothing personal.

Just a feeling of civic duty.

Except for your little whim, I could have spent the last six years of my life

with my family.

And how many more people would have died?

I'm not the bomber.

Then why did the explosion stop when you were arrested?

I imagine the real bomber figured it out that if he stopped...

I'd pay for his crimes and he'd go free.

At least, I hope that's what it is.

It's the only thing that gives any meaning to my death.

I hope you find peace, Lewis.

Oh, I have.

I have, Doctor.

It's you I'm praying for.

Somebody stop this. Why won't anybody stop this? Shh.

You've got to be strong now, Kate.

They chose to be here, Mark.

To watch their father die.

That's what they want.

He should have thought of his kids before he started planting those bombs.

Amanda! Hey.

My God.

You look absolutely beautiful.

Jesse, I have been working on a seven -car pileup since dawn. I haven't

showered, I haven't eaten, my eyes are bloodshot, I'm covered in gore, and you

have the audacity to walk in here and tell me I look beautiful? And yet, your

natural radiance shines through. The true measure of beauty. Nothing can

it. No, and goodbye.

You haven't heard what I have to say yet. It needs that heart of a spell. I'm

not interested. Goodbye. How would you like to be financially independent?

I am.

How would you like to be obscenely wealthy?

I am. You are? Yes, you see, my father set up a trust fund for me when I turned

18. Oh.

How would you like me to be obscenely wealthy?

Goodbye.

Amanda.

Hey, Angie Wagner.

What brings you back into town?

We need to talk.

Alone.

Stay. I'm busy, and it'll have to wait.

No, I just flew seven hours from Quantico to have this discussion, and

going to have it now.

Dr. Jesse.

Did you hear that? I think they're paging me. No, they're not. We're in the

middle of an urgent autopsy. I cannot be interrupted. And I said all that I had

to say to you on the telephone. Yeah, to my answering machine, not to me.

You can't end our relationship that way.

Is it because I said I love you last weekend?

Didn't you just get paged?

I don't think so.

I could be wrong.

Yeah.

Because I said I love you? Maybe.

And you don't love me? I didn't say that. No, you didn't.

That's why I'm here.

That's why I'm not going to make this easy for you. You've never made it easy

for me, Ron. Not from the moment that we first met on that 747 wreckage. But I

warned you about what would happen if we continued to see each other.

You saw me anyway.

But the point is, everything turned out exactly the way I said it would. You

live on one coast, I live on another. Aren't we happy together?

What, a day or two at a time? It's my marriage all over again.

Do you think it'd be any different if I lived here?

Can't you do any better than that?

You could look me in the eye and tell me that you want me out of your life.

You got it. I'm gone.

Ron, if I could do that, do you really think I would have broken up with your

answering machine?

I'm sorry I got blood on your shirt.

I think I left a clean one at your house. I think you did, too.

How

many

victims?

Five so far, but we've just begun the digging.

How many people do you think were in here?

Well, the building was declared structurally unsound after the quake.

The INS moved into new offices and the homeless came in.

It's been cold and wet.

They're telling how many people took shelter here. What are they doing here?

I invited them.

I think the FBI can investigate the simple firebombing of an abandoned

government building.

It's not a simple firebombing. I've only done a preliminary examination of the

dead. The corpses' bodies are riddled with brass screws and finishing nails.

I found this in one of the victims.

I'll have it analyzed.

You want to tell me what I'll find, Mark? It's African walnut.

Okay, so the shrapnel found in the bodies, screws, nails, and slivers of

walnut. You got it.

What am I missing?

We've seen this before.

It's the M .O. of a known serial bomber.

Well, great. Let's go pick him up. You can see him down at the morgue, Ron.

He was executed last night.

First place he hit was a seedy joint on the Sunset Strip to Sunnyview Motel.

That's how he got his name, the Sunnyview Bomber. That's adorable.

What was his pattern?

We never figured that out.

He did anything.

Diner, a suburban home, gas station, statuary store.

He even blew up a bench in MacArthur Park.

How'd you catch him?

He made all of his explosive devices using materials and tools involved in

handcrafted furniture.

And he encased the bombs in beautifully crafted boxes made out of African

walnut. Louis Sweeney was a furniture craftsman, like his father Reagan and

father before him.

And his daughter Caitlin is carrying on the tradition.

Dad made the furniture connection and found Sweeney. Thanks to a toothpick.

I don't get it.

While Mark was waiting for the dentist, he was leafing through an Architectural

Digest magazine when he spotted a photograph of the study, and he

detailing on one of the chairs.

From there, we were just a search warrant away from a conviction.

But you were never able to figure out why he was doing it? We didn't have to.

had the evidence.

Found it all in his van. So we're looking at a copycat bomber here who's

to make fools out of the police, and the prosecutor had me.

Well, you executed the wrong man.

No, it's out of the question. We're only asking you to do it for a few days. If

I bury evidence linking this bombing to Louis Sweeney, I'd bury my political

career along with it. We don't know that you're connected. It doesn't matter if

they are or not, Detective. It happened six hours after the Sunnyview bomber was

executed. Carter Sweeney will make that connection for us on his damn radio

show. Let him. We don't have to help him do it.

If he finds out that we're suppressing evidence linking the two, it'll look

we're covering up the execution of an innocent man. Look, if we go public with

what we have, we're going to give the copycat exactly what he wants.

We're going to smear the justice system and exonerate a guilty man.

Destroying you and my father in the process.

Yeah, yeah. You see this, Matt?

See this, Matt? I just got it.

After Louis Sweeney was executed by approver rating sword 20 points. It's a

I've been able to enjoy for, what, 10 minutes now? Let the press jump to

conclusions. We don't have to.

By saying nothing, we buy time to investigate without the reporters

every step.

The fact that the Sunnyview bomber used flathead brass screws as shrapnel never

came up in the trial.

Only a handful of investigators knew that, and the perpetrator. Now, how are

sure that we didn't execute an innocent man today?

I'm not.

What we need is a chance to determine the truth.

One day.

One day.

Then tomorrow we'll see if you get another.

I've always wondered how well you slept, Doctor. Now I have my answer.

I sleep a lot better when the phone doesn't ring at 6 a .m., Mrs. Sweeney.

Oh, I'm sorry. I assumed you'd be awake searching for the Sunnyview bomber.

The Sunnyview bomber was executed.

Then how is it that he was able to blow up the old INS building downtown

yesterday? Uh, coincidence.

A copycat bomber. And what is this about?

Doesn't a copycat usually need information to copy?

How is it that this imposter knew that the real bomber always put flathead

screws in his devices when that information was never released to the

If that was never released, how do you know about those screws?

Because I'm here with Sharon Ellison, Assistant District Attorney for the

of Los Angeles.

Wait a minute. Where was Sharon Ellison?

Oh, I'm sorry, Doctor. Did I fail to mention?

We're live on KCDM -AM.

Sharon. I believe you and Dr. Sloan have something of a professional

relationship. Yes, I successfully prosecuted Dr. Sloan for murder.

I was framed, you know that.

As we found out later, the DA's office issued him an official apology and I

personally sent him a lovely fruit basket.

The good news is that you discovered the frame before Dr.

Sloan was executed.

That time we did.

Louis Sweeney wasn't so lucky.

Louis Sweeney's attorney spent six years searching for evidence to overturn that

verdict. Now, they didn't find anything because it was guilty.

Or because it was in everybody's best interest to keep such evidence hidden.

you suggesting that there's a cover -up in the DA's office?

The case against Louis Sweeney was terribly flawed. I know because I was

originally assigned to prosecute him.

Well, then you know that there was a van full of evidence, don't you?

which I had reason to believe was planted, but when I took my suspicions

superiors, they demoted me to second chair and put Neil Burnside in charge.

And as I recall, it was Burnside's successful conviction of my father that

to his election as DA.

Let me ask you this, Miss Ellison.

If you really believe that Louis Sweeney was innocent, how could you stay

silent? I was scared.

I have a hard time imagining you being scared of anything.

Look, Neil Burnside's enemies have a way of losing their jobs, their careers,

even their reputations.

I had worked so hard to get where I was.

You overcame your fear just suddenly this morning?

Yes, I did.

When I saw the pictures of Louis Sweeney's body and realized that my

had allowed this to happen, I knew that I could stay silent no longer.

And that's when you decided to run for Neil Burnside's job?

Oh, that's what this is. This is a campaign commercial.

Some people might call it a quest for the truth.

Look, there's a copycat bomber out there, and instead of helping the

she's using him to win a campaign.

I've faced my culpability in Louis Sweeney's death, Dr. Sloan. I think it's

that you faced yours.

I have done nothing wrong.

My father said exactly the same thing to me, just before they took him to his

death.

We'll continue this right after traffic with Kate.

Carter

ambushed

me. He caught me while I was half asleep and just dismantled me. All I could do

was mumble. Forget it, Doctor. The show's irrelevant.

What matters are the facts.

And he's got them all.

And Sharon Ellison to help use him against me.

How did that happen anyway, Ron? Did you have an agreement with Bernstein?

Yeah, we do.

Either Farron Ellison leaked the details to Carter, or he's our bomber.

Oh, Carter's got a motive, and so has his sister, Caitlin.

Maybe they're in it together.

Their father could have given them the details that were kept out of the trial.

Hell of a lot of good it does now.

If they wanted to clear him, wouldn't they have started the bombings before he

was executed?

Who else could it be?

It's a whole city full of people out there, last I look.

What if the Sunnyview bomber were two people all along?

Then why didn't this secret accomplice strike until now?

Why start the bombings in the first place?

Find the original motive and all the other pieces fall into place. Oh, I

argue with that.

Hi. Hey, guys. I just completed the autopsies on the victims.

Unfortunately, no surprises there.

It did turn up some blood on a finishing nail found at the scene.

Doesn't mean anything. It could have passed through one or more of the

at the blast.

I already checked that out. The blood doesn't match any of the victims.

But it could match one of the suspects.

We don't have any suspects.

I can think of a couple.

It's too early to concentrate on just one possibility, particularly when we

no evidence to back it up.

Well, there's going to be some.

With your help, Jesse.

Dr. Trivet?

Hi, I'm Sally Preston.

You're it.

Well, I'm the station manager, if that's what you mean.

How can I help you?

Well, why don't you have a seat, roll up your sleeve, and we'll get what we can.

Excuse me, what are you doing?

Well, apparently I'm wasting my time in the hospital's money.

I don't know what you're talking about, but... Do you see these two nurses over

here? Do you think that they work for free? And the blood mobile outside, do

think that we have a whole fleet of them waiting around for some adolescent

shock jock to use for his idiotic practical joke?

KCDM is talk radio for adults.

We don't do practical joke.

Oh, really?

Then what do you call arranging a blood drive and then having nobody show up?

Look, I don't know anything about this.

Can you tell me who you dealt with?

Right, sure. Why don't we just turn on your radio station and listen to Gus

Dallas right now brag about how he's arranged the largest blood drive that L

has ever seen.

Gus Dallas is on KLMV.

This is KCDM.

This is the wrong station. I'm yelling at the wrong person.

No, this is the right station.

Sally, go email everyone in the building and tell them to get their veins down

here right away.

I'm sorry, Carter. Did you arrange this?

I'm arranging it right now.

Gus Dallas can't touch us in ratings or demos.

Does he really think we'd let him beat us on a blood drive?

I didn't know that forensics had become such a spectator sport.

You're having a bad day.

Yeah, you could say that.

You know me well, and that feels very good.

Caitlin Sweeney.

She's dead?

Uh, just a dead end.

Caitlin had some tests done at Community General a few years back, so I pulled

her chart.

But her blood doesn't match the blood on the nail.

You know, I'd heard L .A. judges were easy, but... Judges?

Yeah, you know, the guy in the black robe that granted you the warrant. Okay,

look, I brought a box of chocolates to Imelda in records, and she turned her

back for five minutes.

What if you had found a match?

Anything you found afterwards would be irreparably tainted.

I would have taken it to Mark and we would have figured out something.

Men, I have to warn you, these methods are not going to fly at Quantico.

Fortunately, my jurisdiction doesn't extend much further than Fontana. No, it

didn't when you were an associate medical examiner for the county of Los

Angeles. But now that you are the newest forensic pathologist at FBI

headquarters at Quantico... I'm what?

Yeah, that's what I came to tell you.

I slipped them a copy of your resume and they're excited.

I mean, you still have to interview, but it's just a formality.

So you expect me to quit my job, leave my friends, and uproot my son?

We can live together, be a family.

And what if it doesn't work?

You walk away clean. Meanwhile, I'm 3 ,000 miles away from anyone that I know,

and my son has lost another man in his life.

All he's trying to do is make our relationship work. What? For one of us,

least.

You know, maybe I shouldn't have even tried.

Maybe you actually like living 3 ,000 miles away from me.

Maybe I'm beginning to.

Hi, guys.

Just got the result of the DNA comparison between Carter Sweeney's

the blood we found on a nail.

It's a perfect match.

That didn't seem to help Marcia Clark or Christopher Darden much.

We're a long way from court. We can't even arrest Carter Sweeney based on

results. So what was the point of doing it in the first place?

Now we know he's guilty.

Yeah, well, now we get to be angry, frustrated, and powerless. I liked it

when we didn't know.

Well, Amanda, we got him now.

Now all we have to do is get his consent to repeat the test.

Oh, and he's just going to give it to you?

Maybe he will if he has no choice.

Just to see how he likes being ambushed in hell.

I want to thank you for agreeing to appear on my show, Doctor. It can't be

easy thing for you to do.

Well, I figured I had to. Even so, you don't have to be here, facing your

harshest critic on his own ground.

It takes courage, and I respect you for that.

Well, this isn't about me. This is about preventing any further killings. So you

concede that the Sunnyview bomber is still out there?

There's a bomber out there planting bombs, and people are being killed, but

not the Sunnyview bomber. That was Louis Sweeney, and he was executed for his

crimes.

My father maintained his innocence to his death, did he not? Yes, he did, but

that doesn't make it true.

But weren't you once convicted and imprisoned for murders you didn't

After an experience like that, how can you be certain that the same thing

happen to my father?

Louis Sweeney was the Sunnyview bomber.

The latest bombing was done by a copycat to create this controversy and to

obscure the truth.

With all due respect, Doctor, your explanation sounds like...

A desperate attempt to avoid taking responsibility for a tragic, fatal

There is no evidence to support your theory.

We have a bloody nail.

A nail?

Finishing nail, to be exact. We found it at the scene of the crime.

And what does that prove?

Well, by itself, nothing.

But we managed to extract a blood sample and DNA from it.

Now, if we can match that to another blood sample, it's better than a

fingerprint.

Your fingerprint.

Let's be clear, Doctor.

What you're implying is that you've matched the blood on this nail to mine.

Yes, I have.

I don't recall giving you a sample.

Do you remember rolling up your sleeve for a blood drive here at the radio

station a few days ago?

You were in that building, and you pricked yourself on that nail when you

the bomb.

To your father's specifications, no doubt.

And you were saying this bloody nail proves all that.

Conclusively. You wanted to discredit me and clear your father, and you killed

five innocent people doing it.

You know, you can prove me wrong if you like, just by providing me with another

blood sample. I can take it right here.

I brought a kid with me.

You're not wrong.

It is my blood.

I was in that building.

And I have five million witnesses to prove it.

Get me show 1268 about ten minutes in and cue it up.

You listen to my show much, Doctor?

No. Well, that's a shame.

We're not like other talk radio shows. We get outside the studio, we

issues first -hand.

I lived with the homeless in that building for three days.

I did a series of live broadcasts from there about six months ago as an expose

on slumlords.

In this case, the government itself.

Play the tape.

There's no running water, no electricity, raw sewage streams down the

and yet this is where entire families are forced to live.

Forced to... What is it? What's wrong?

Stepped on it.

through here in daylight.

Imagine what it's like for the people who seek shelter here at night.

My pain is small compared to what these people have to endure each and every

day. And not one of them has the... It's too bad you weren't listening, Doctor.

It's too bad the politicians in City Hall weren't listening either.

It might have spared us all this ugly incident.

This is how Mark Sloan works.

This is how he twists the evidence to fit his own preconceptions.

This is how he killed my father.

You bring your father into this investigation, huh?

I consulted him.

Isn't that why you hired him, as a police consultant?

Yes, but nowhere in the job description does it say go on the radio and make an

ass of yourself.

How much of this did you know about?

Only what I heard on the radio.

Only what you heard on the radio. Why didn't Dr. Sloan inform us of his

before he went public?

My father didn't feel he had enough to make an arrest stick.

He was just trying to give us what we needed.

He is a doctor. He's not a homicide detective. It's not his job to make

decisions. It's mine!

I don't understand who the hell he thinks he is! A man who has solved more

murders for this department than any police officer.

I haven't heard any complaints up until now. Well, up until now, he hasn't gone

public and made fools of all of us, has he?

Come in.

You wanted to see me?

Yes, thank you for coming over so quickly.

It's not often that I get an urgent summons from the district attorney, at

since you transferred me to West Covina.

Well, I'm going to reassign you effective immediately.

Transferring me to an even smaller, darker corner of Southern California may

make you feel better, but it's going to look like political retaliation to the

voting public.

I'm sure that it would, and that's why I would never do anything like that. What

I'm going to do is I'm going to ask you to reopen the case against Sweeney, and

I want you to take over the investigation of the new bombing.

There's no case to reopen.

We convicted the right man. Well, after your father's performance today, I'm not

so sure.

And I need an objective view. So you bring her in?

Her mind's already made up. I think we'll get a cold, honest appraisal of

facts, won't we, Counselor? I'll do my best, sir. To destroy my father for a

more votes.

Can't you see she's got an agenda?

Don't you?

Huh?

One more word out of you, Detective, and you're off this investigation.

Excuse me.

I'm really not interested in your personnel issues and your local

I have an investigation to conduct.

And unless you have something relevant to add to it, I'd really like to get

to work.

We don't need your help. This isn't a federal case.

Oh, it became one when a government building was destroyed.

Yes, it did. Yes, it did. Yes, it did. With the understanding that this office

would be in charge of the investigation. So from now on, you're going to

coordinate all your activities through me.

Hmm?

Dismissed.

The Sunnyview bombing case is closed.

The man convicted of the crime was executed.

So why reopen the case now?

Well, the similarities between the new bombings and the old bombings are

undeniable. Re -examining the previous investigation is just simply the

responsible thing to do. So this is not a repercussion of Dr. Sloan's appearance

on my show this morning?

Absolutely not.

However, after what I've heard, I'm deeply disturbed by Dr. Sloan's methods,

I intend to take a serious look at every murder investigation he's ever been

involved with.

I'm disturbed, too.

Which is why I filed a $150 million lawsuit against Community General

which continues to employ Dr.

Sloan and allows him to use their resources, staff, and good name to

personal agenda.

Mark, don't let him get to you.

Oh, he already has, Amanda, and brilliantly.

Carter Sweeney went into that empty building, did a live broadcast, and

deliberately stepped on that nail, knowing...

exactly six months later how I was going to use it, and he was going to turn it

against me.

Yeah, well, listening to him isn't going to help. It's only going to eat away at

you. Come on.

The man knows how I think, how I plot, how I deduce.

If I'm going to beat him, I have to know the same about him.

Well, maybe you should let the FBI and the LAPD work on the case now. Oh,

because I fell into his trap and lost my credibility?

Well, I can't back down now.

If I let him get away with this, it'll cast doubt on every murder conviction I

was ever a part of. And worse, murderers can go free.

Oh, I don't think it'll come to that. Well, I'm not going to let it happen.

See, right now, he thinks he's won, which is going to make him careless,

like it made me.

Mark, you weren't careless.

We just have to work harder the next time.

Thanks.

I will. Take care.

Amanda.

Wait. There's nothing that you can say that's worth waiting for. I was wrong.

Wrong? It's an understatement.

Okay. How about selfish and insensitive?

Arrogant.

Tyrannical.

Contemptuous. You're getting warmer. Keep going.

How about well -intentioned? I just wanted us to be together.

I want that, too.

Good. Because I just told my boss that after this assignment is over, I'm

to L .A. permanently.

You're getting a transfer?

Well, they can find a place in the Bureau. If not, I'm going to find

job. I don't know if I can let you do that.

So now who's the expert on what's good for everyone else?

Well, what if things don't work out between us?

Then I'm going to feel like a complete idiot.

But I can live with that risk if you can.

I'll be there in 15 minutes.

Dr. Bentley, Miss Ellison, I'm very busy. I can't talk to you right now.

Actually, you can. There's been another bombing and I just received the call.

Consider the call rescinded. Dr. Steinberg will handle the investigation.

Well, you can't do this.

You and I will get along much better once you realize the words you can't

apply to our relationship. Now, I will be taking all of your current files on

the series of explosions as well as the original Sunnyview bombings.

Will you help my marshals in retrieving them?

You see, we're getting along better already.

Now, the files?

I have to get Clarence from the coroner's office first.

They'll understand when you show them the court order.

Old files tend to get lost so quickly, especially when they contradict the word

of old friends.

Why do you hate Mark Sloan so much?

Is it because he made a fool out of you when he proved his innocence?

Dr. Bentley, do not mistake a professional investigation for a

vendetta, because once you do, your actions will be based on emotion rather

intelligence. And at that point, your employment will be called into question.

Excuse me.

What's the emergency?

Your career.

And whether or not you want to have one tomorrow?

I don't need to be rescued from a fight. Unless it's one you can't possibly win.

What are you talking about? She nearly accused me of conflict of interest.

Amanda, you've made your loyalties clear.

There is an appearance of conflict. If you fight to stay on this case, you're

only going to make that appearance worse.

I know that woman. And she will twist the facts to make Mark Sloan out to be

bad guy and Carter Sweeney an innocent victim.

I won't let that happen. She will not follow up on evidence that leads to

Sweeney. All right.

If you can tell me without a trace of uncertainty that Mark is right.

and that Carter Sweeney is the bomber, then we will go back into your office

together, and we will fight Sharon Ellison until her career is ruined or

are. I'm ready. But if you have any doubt at all about Mark's conclusions,

there's even a tiny chance that Sweeney is not the one,

then walk away.

Okay. I have to go back to the bombing site. I promise I will share any

information I find.

It had brass screws and finishing nails. It's the same purpose.

I wonder what his favorite radio station is.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

Just wanted to get a look around before it got too trampled on. Did any

reporters see the two of you?

I don't think so. We came out the back way.

May I see that?

Here, take this.

Are you insane or are you just stupid? I admit I made a few mistakes, but

Sweeney's our bomber and I won't underestimate him. You are fired,

You can't take me off this case. I'm on it with you. You're no longer a

consultant for this department, and if you show up at a crime scene again, I'm

going to have you arrested right on the spot. Now, you get him out of here and

find something to put over his head, sir. I don't want anybody to recognize

You can't treat my father this way.

You're off this investigation, and one more word out of you, you're off the

force.

Let's go, Dad.

It's my grandfather's.

My father designed a few pieces, but all the big sellers are based on Reagan's

work.

And his work methods, I guess.

Carrying on the family's traditions.

So's your brother, I'm afraid.

My grandfather came to this country with nothing in his pockets but his hands.

They were all he needed to build himself a future.

Miss Sweeney, we know what your brother's doing.

It's not much of a job for a man talking on the radio.

That's what my father used to say.

A man lives off his hands, a fool lives off his mouth.

Of course, those fights are over now, thanks to you and your dad.

We know that Carter Sweeney planted those bombs.

Your brother thinks he's getting revenge for his father's death, but all he's

doing is killing innocent people. Like you did my father?

Look, I know I'll never convince you what we did was right. I know you'll

hate us.

But to hurt me and my father, your brother is punishing all the people of

city.

One chair at a time, my grandfather built this business till it could

support a family.

And once he did, the city decided to build a freeway through it. Listen to

Six days, Regan held off the bulldozers.

One man with a shotgun against the forces of civic pride and progress. And

the seventh day, progress called in the sharpshooters and my father watched his

father die just like I did.

Don't ask me to grieve for the people of this city.

I'm talking about innocent.

Mothers and children. No.

You're done talking. Get out of my shop.

Now.

Where are you going?

Well, I'm thinking about Las Vegas.

Using my sports betting system to bankroll my career as a professional

You already have a job. If you want to keep it, you better get in there and get

dressed because your shift started an hour ago.

Mark, where have you been? I don't practice medicine here anymore.

What do you mean?

The hospital put me on disciplinary leave until they can decide whether or

to fire me.

Jesse, you're the best doctor in the ER.

Thanks, but it's not about that.

They've got 120 million other reasons.

It's about taking Carter Sweeney's blood under false pretense, or as they put

it, ordering unauthorized, unnecessary, and unreimbursed medical tests.

It's not your fault. It was my idea. I asked you to do that.

And I should have refused to when you asked me, but I didn't.

I would do the same thing if you asked me again. And see, that's why they

fire me. I'm incorrigible. I'm not going to let them do that.

Look, Mark, when I'm in my penthouse suite in Vegas with a couple of

under each arm, none of this will have ever mattered. You stay right here. I'm

going to talk to the board of directors.

Mark, wait. You don't have...

What's

this? A restraining order.

You and your son are not to get within 100 yards of me or any member of my

family.

I'm not going to let you keep killing people. No lawsuit or court order is

to save you. You heard him, Marshal. You're my witness.

Dr. Mark Sloan to administration.

Dr. Mark Sloan to administration, please.

You're not supposed to be here.

Yeah, I know. Everyone's made that abundantly clear. I mean, it's your day

We could be spending it together.

And we are.

You're helping me pack.

You can start by stacking these boxes over by the elevator.

I don't understand.

Well, these are my personal files, and I'll need them in Quantico.

Quantico. Yeah, the job's still available, isn't it? Yeah.

Well, I'm taking it.

Why aren't you smiling?

I thought your life was here.

It was.

But the board of directors is about to suspend me, and the city's going to fire

me as adjunct county medical examiner, so why should I give them the

satisfaction? So you're taking the job with the FBI to spite them?

Well, Ron, I could really go anywhere, but I'm choosing to go with you because

love you.

Damn.

Now I'm going to have to clean up some closet space.

No, you won't.

I'm going to get my own place.

I thought you just... I did.

But moving in together is a step we're not ready to take.

Besides, there's someone else in the equation.

Oh, CJ.

I am.

I don't know how to talk to kids.

You'll learn.

You'll learn.

You're the only people I know who find the morgue romantic.

Okay, what are you doing here?

I heard that Carter Sweeney was going to serve my father with a restraining

order. How'd you hear that?

I got one, too.

Hey, by the next flight to Sin City, this is your last chance to share in the

fortune.

This way.

Dad?

They just fired me.

Effective immediately.

Mark, any hospital in this city would be glad to have you.

You can't practice medicine without a license.

They took it away from me.