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The job is to set up
corporate security

for my company
and me personally.

I'll get back to you
within 24 hours.

I want you to be the primary

relief supervisor for the unit.

Our unit doesn't
have a number two.

Things are changing around here.

Agent Malone?

I had a call
about you today.

Bryce Hunter is

checking your references.

I didn't use you as a reference.

Why was he calling you?

I have... I have no idea.

They made an offer.

Wow.

Well, I guess you're going
to take that job.

Will.

Hello, my friend.

Hey, Niko.

I tell your

parents you go out?

What? No. Uh... thanks.

I'll be back
before they get home.

Hey, Mrs. B.

Thanks, Will.

I got it.

Oh, Will?

Do you mind holding Cole a sec?

Um... Yeah, yeah, sure.
Of course.

Got him?

He's so tiny.

Hey, buddy.

Thank you so much.

Sure. Of course.

Say bye-bye to Will now.
Bye-bye.

MAN:
Will!

WILL:
Get the hell off,
you moron! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey, you!

Get off him!

Will, are you okay?

Son of a bitch!
Who was that?

I... I don't know.
Let me help you.

We get you inside.
No, I'm all right.

You bleed everywhere.
No! Okay?

Gotta go, okay?

Good morning.

Morning.

You're not gonna pull
a baby out of there,

are you?
No.

But...

I do have a picture.

Want to see?

Oh...
Oh, yeah.

Looks like he's smiling.

Or he's got gas.

Agent Spade, Malone,

good morning.
Morning.

Morning.
Welcome back.

How was DC?

It's actually very lovely
this time of year.

Yeah, it's a shame

you couldn't have stayed
a little longer.

So this is Will Duncan, 17.

Went missing about 5:00 p.m.
from Park Slope.

What does NYPD
have on it?

Well, the family came
to me directly.

Will went to the same
grade school as my son, Dylan.

And, uh, I know them all
pretty well, so, uh...

it might be best
if you conducted the interview.

Do we know where he was headed
when he went missing?

Well, we might be looking
at a kidnapping.

Will's dad's an agent
for the Counterfeiting Division

of the Secret Service.

He targets a vast
array of scumbags.

And this might be
one of them retaliating.

Generally speaking,
that's what "scumbags" do.

Right.

Did you search
for pedophiles

or violent offenders
in our area?

Yeah, we just put out
a list to NYPD.

It includes

all prisoners that were released

from local facilities
in the last 48 hours.

What about an Amber Alert?

DANNY:
Amber Alert's already in place,

and we've put out
a police BOLO

in the Tri-State
area, so...

All the release forms
you'll need

from us since
Will's a minor.

Didn't want anything
slowing us down.

MRS. DUNCAN:
And I made a list
of all of Will's friends.

The ones I called last night
are highlighted.

This is the man
that assaulted Will.

Do you recognize him?

No, but...

You need to concentrate
on counterfeiters.

This could be an associate
of someone I put away.

You have anyone
in particular in mind?

Well, we've been chasing
a crew out of Belgium

dealing in supernotes.

They killed a couple
of snitches last week.

Well, we're gonna need
to see all your files.

Do you really think
this has anything...?
Lisa.

You have no idea what these
people are capable of.

DANNY:
Mrs. Duncan, we're just
covering all angles.

Is there any reason
that your son didn't call you

after he was assaulted?

What do you mean?
Well, according

to the doorman when he
went out to help him,

he tried to convince Will
to come back in the building,

but Will just took off.

I can't imagine why.

Is he having a problem with you?

He has been difficult lately.

He's a good kid,

but I got him an internship
at my office and...

he practically threw it
back in my face.

We're not done yet.

You can't just quit
the internship, Will.

What, 'cause we can afford
to send you to private school,

you think you don't have
to work like everybody else?

That's not what I said.

Your mother and I
work long and hard

to give you
everything you need.

I came up from nothing
to get where I am!

But I never wanted
that internship,

but you don't listen!
I do what I think

is best for you.

No, you don't.

You do whatever
the hell you want,

and don't care who you hurt.

Hey, you watch your tone
with me.

You're a frickin' hypocrite,
Dad.

Get back here.

Will!

You didn't tell me
any of that

when we talked about it.
I thought I'd handle it.

Did you and your son
have any other altercations?

I almost wish we had.

Maybe I could've figured out
what was going on with him.

SAMANTHA:
Mr. Duncan seized

$230,000 in counterfeit
cash from the Belgians,

and put away four of them
away at stateside.

MEDINA:
Who's on the board?

The Belgians that
are still at large.

Hmm, any matches
to Will's attacker?
Not yet,

but I've got ten years
of case files to go through.

Hey, guys,

what do you make
of this receipt?

It came out
of Will's backpack.

The vendor's name is torn off,

but check out
what's on the back.

License plate.

Nah, I ran it.
Nothing.

Could be a password.

Letters and numbers indicate
a higher encryption.

Could be a bank account.

I'm looking
into their finances.

So Will's abduction
might not be related
to his dad's work.

Why do you say that?
Because I just got

his transcripts,
and look at this.

He missed three classes
in two years,

and then eight in
the last four days.

His parents
never mentioned that.

Because they didn't know.
The school counts

absences at the end
of each week.

All right, back up
Agent Johnson at the school

and call me if you
have any updates.

Agent Medina.

Uh, you got a second?

Yeah, what's up?

I, uh, I wanted to get back
to you about your offer.

Oh, great,
so I can count you in, huh?

Actually...

I appreciate you thinking of me,
but I'm gonna have to decline.

Uh-huh. You have any idea
what you're passing up?

Yeah. In fact,
I really want the job,

but I also want to know
that I earned it.

Yeah? Well, life
goes by fast, Martin.

Not everything waits around till
you think you're ready for it.

Well, be that as it may,

I'm really not comfortable
with the circumstances.

"Circumstances"?
Wh

Look, there's a number of them.

Mm-hmm, let me guess.

You're loyal to the last guy
that sat in my chair, right?

Thanks anyway.

We're looking
for a Darby Wechsler.

Yeah, she's right
over there.

DARBY:
Mom, I don't have a staple gun.
I just have tape.

Darby Wechsler?

Special Agent Johnson
and Delgado.

Mind if we ask you
a few questions?

What's this about?

I'm Paula Wechsler.

I'm Darby's mom.

This is about Will Duncan.

He's missing.

Oh, my God.

His mom called us last night.

You're Will's
best friend, right?

Yeah.

You ever seen him
with this man?

No. Who is he?
ELENA:
We don't know yet,

but we do know that Will

missed a lot of classes
last week.

Do you have any idea why?

Darby, if you know
what he was up to,
you need to tell them.

I knew he was ditching.
I just...

I thought it was junioritis.

VIVIAN:
What about
personal problems?

Like maybe something
with his dad?

No.

I mean... he idolizes his dad.

What up, Wechs?

I have a surprise for you.

Yeah, Scarlett Johansson's
number?

You wish.

Floor seats to the sold-out
Interpol show at the Garden.

Are you serious?
How'd you get these?

Katy P.'s cousins
couldn't make it,

so how much do you
love me right now?

You know the show's
a Tuesday night

before the midterms, right?

Yeah, but after two months
of studying,

I'm gonna need a break.

Oh, man, I can't go to this.

Where am I gonna get
120 bucks for a ticket?

Just ask your dad.
Yeah, right.
He says unless

it involves me going to college
or staying healthy,

then I gotta earn it myself.

Your dad is such a tight-ass.

At least he cares
what I'm doing.

In his own screwed-up way,
he's, uh,

he's actually pretty chill.

Okay, well, now
who am I gonna go
to the show with?

You could always ask
Mr. Kalvin.

Maybe he'll, uh,
shave his mole hair for you.

Shut up.

He's like, the only guy I know
who spends time with his father.

How long ago was this?

A couple of months, I guess.

And he never told you
they fought?
No.

But a few weeks later,
he showed up

with these hundred dollar bills

wondering if I still
had the tickets.

So I asked if his dad
changed his mind,

and then he just got all aggro
about it.

Where did he get the money?

He wouldn't tell me.

Do you know
what his father does?

Yeah.

So could Will have
stolen counterfeit cash?

I don't know.

DANNY:
Okay, no, no, that's great.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, thank you.

Okay, so I spoke to personnel
at Counterfeit Division.

They said there's no way
that Will had access

to the phony money
during his internship.

I know.
He stole it from home.

Mr. Duncan does these
counterfeit seminars at banks.

He just counted.

He's missing 1,200 bucks
from his stash.

So maybe Will
paid this guy

with the phony money
for whatever reason

and he got a
beat-down for it.

Yeah, that's a high price to pay
to piss off your old man.

You think that's why he stole
the cash?

Well, it's clear
that Will has beef with his dad.

I can relate to that.

Oh, yeah?

How's that?
I just remember
how I used to feel

when my old man used
to go on and on

about how good we have it,

just so he could feel good
about his own sorry ass.

Fitzgerald.

Yeah.

Okay, shoot.

Mm-hmm.

No, that's great. Thanks.

Okay, that receipt we found
in Will's backpack--

the one with the code
on the back--

it turns out it's an online
password from an Internet café

in Fort Greene,
a half mile from Will's house.

Fort Greene.

It's called the
Junction Box Cafe.

Did Will have any connections
in that area?

Nobody from his class.

I talked
to that Wall Street guy.

And?

I turned him down.

There were a lot of zeros
on that card.

I know.

I just thought I'd stick around

and see what opportunities
opened up.

Well, I, I think that's smart.

You know, you have
a lot of potential.

Hmm.

I think I'll take that
as a compliment.

Can I help you?

I'm Agent Malone.

This is Agent Spade
from the FBI.

Just wanted to know

if you had, uh,
seen this kid.

I know him.

Will.

He comes in a lot.

When was the last time
he was here...

Lilah?

(door opens,
bell rings)
I don't know.

A few days ago.

Saturday, Sunday?

I guess it was Saturday.

Have any
counterfeit hundreds

turned up in your till?

We don't take anything
bigger than 20s.

Why?

Do you recognize
this man?

No.

Okay, did Will have any problems

with anybody down here at all
that you know of?

Actually, the only mess
I ever saw him get into

looked like
it followed him here.

Something wrong
with that last cup?

Oh, man,

I didn't even
notice that.
Really?

So you didn't just order this
to get me to come over here?

See, that'd be smooth, and I'm,
I'm the opposite of smooth.

(door opens,
bell rings)

You screwed me.

You gave me
the wrong file.

No, I didn't.

None of it
made any sense.

How would I know that?

Look, I was counting
on this, you tool.

Now what the hell
am I supposed to do?

That's not my problem.
Well, I'm about to
make it your problem.

Yo, take it outside, man.

Don't touch me.

You and me-- we're
not done, Duncan.

(door opens,
bell rings)

I don't know what his deal was,

but Will was freaking out
about it.

Did you ever see

this other kid before?
That's the thing.

He was in here a few days
earlier and they seemed tight.

All right, we're
going to need to see

the computer
Will was working on.

I'll get the manager.

MARTIN:
We pulled

the Internet history
off of both

of the computers
that Will used

and we figured out
what he was up to.

According to the
Internet cafe logs,

this is Will's last session.

At first,

he just surfs,

but then...

Will hacked
into the school server?

MARTIN:
And not just once.

Every time he was at the cafe,
he downloaded

a test.
We've counted

11 thus far.

I guess if you're running
a cheating scam,

you'd better sell
the right answers.

MAN:
You think Will was cheating?

I know he was.

He wasn't
the only one.

Please.

Um... I was wondering if
you could identify this kid.

He was seen trying
to beat up Will

for giving him
the wrong test.

I'm sorry, but...
this doesn't add up.

We have a strict
honor code here,

and we've taken precautions
to avoid this kind of situation.

Is that before or
after you found out

that somebody hacked
into your system?

Our techs discovered that
you replaced five midterms

in the last two weeks.

Putting in a decoy

is the only way that
Will would have given

that kid the wrong test.

Look. This is a delicate matter.

I'd like a chance
to handle it internally.

It's a little late for that.

If this kid shows up dead,

you're going to wish that this
was just a cheating scandal.

Do I make myself clear?

Very.

Where were you last night?

I had a basketball game
at St. Joseph's.

Why does it matter?

It matters because
Will Duncan

is missing and you were seen
threatening him four days ago.

What proof do
you have of this?

Well, for starters, we have
a room full of witnesses

as well as confirmation
from Brett's school

that he was cheating
with a test

I didn't do anything to Duncan.

Okay.

Maybe you paid this guy
to do something.

Okay, now you're
just speculating.

BRETT:
This is ridiculous.

I've never seen that dude
in my life.

Brett, let me
handle this.

What time is it in London?
I want my dad

on the phone.
SAMANTHA:
You should call your dad.

We'll tell him
you've been cheating.

Oh, please, you think he cares?

As long as I get into Yale,

my father doesn't give
a rat's ass what I do.

Oh, good.

Well, we'll just call Yale.

LAWYER:
Brett.

I got it.

My client will
discuss the matter,

but only if it
remains privileged

and can't affect
his academic standing.

Well, why don't we see
what he has to say first?

I didn't hurt Duncan.

But you were buying tests
from him.

He wasn't selling
the tests.

He was giving them away.

No way we can fit 20 formulas
on a rubber band.

My cousin once
printed a cheat sheet

on his T-shirt
like a logo.

Except we wear uniforms,
numb-nuts.

You guys should
just grow a pair.

What did you
say, twit?

You're so worried about cheating
on a measly midterm.

Meanwhile, people are out there
rigging elections

and busting up marriages.

What the hell
are you talking about?

Everybody cheats.

That's just how they get by.

So why not just learn
how to do that really well

and do it all the time?

That's inspiring, Duncan.

But how the hell
are you going to pull it off?

Just tell me what tests you want
and I'll get 'em for you.

I didn't expect it
from someone like him,

but the next day
he had the test.

Well, how did he hack
into the server?

Word is he stole
Mr. Parson's password.

It made him
an instant hero.

Yeah,

that was until he gave you
the wrong exam.

He ruined my GPA.

You know, and I wasn't
the only one who was pissed.

I talked to four other kids

who flunked that midterm
because of him.

All right.

Give us their names.

Hey, Jack, listen.

So I get a call from the board
of directors at Will's school.

Something about you
threatening their principal?

I mean, it's all
about perspective.

I just persuaded him
to cooperate, that's all.

Yeah, yeah,
I got a stake in this case.

You know that, right?

Why didn't you come
to me first?

Because if I have to check in
with you every 15 minutes,

we may as well put this
kid's face on a milk carton.

Hey, these are friends
of mine, man.

These are friends of mine.

What, you take a wrecking ball
to their lives, why?

You want to, want to get
a rise out of me, is that it?

It's got nothing
to do with you.

I'm just conducting the
case the way I see fit.
Really?

Because I asked you to keep me
posted while I'm in DC,

and I come back
and I find out you squandered

a whole day's worth
of resources on a case

that should have gone directly
to the US Marshals.

What's your point?
My point is

that it's not
about saving people for you.

Is it?

It's a power trip,

and you just
can't stand the fact

that I'm spoiling it for you.

Thanks very much, but
I already have a shrink.

All right, all right,
here it is.

You don't save...
a kitten in a tree

without coming to me first.

Are we clear?

Yeah, we're clear.

You hate kittens.

Brett Farnsworth got a 36%

on that bogus midterm
he got from Will.

Seven other kids bomb the test.

Only three of them alibi out.

You know, I still can't get
why he's cheating.

His grades
have actually gotten worse.

And if he's not
doing it for money,

then what's he got to prove?

I think I may have ID'd

Will's attacker.

Three months ago, Will's father
brought down a counterfeiter

who matched
our sketch,

but that guy had been
in jail, so...

meet Gene Fuller, his brother.

He's got two counts
of assault and battery.

I'm thinking
he's the family muscle.

Gene Fuller?

Depends who
wants to know.

Agent Delgado
and Johnson, FBI.

We're here to talk to you
about Will Duncan.

Who?

Oh, I didn't hurt that boy.

Really?

His doorman saw you
pinning him down

after you hit him.
I didn't hit him.

That was somebody else.

I was trying
to help the kid out.

Then why did you run?

There wasn't
anybody else.

You went after Will because
his dad put your brother away.

Look, my brother
was a small-time fish

in that whole
counterfeiting thing.

All right?

After his sentencing,
I had a buddy of mine

get me Agent Duncan's
address, so...

I went over there to see him;
that was it;

and that's when I saw the kid.

Will!

What did you
do to Lilah?

I came home and
found her crying.

I didn't do anything.

Don't lie to me.

And you're not
right for her,

so just stay
the hell away.

Get the hell off me, moron.

Hey!

Hey, come on.
Leave him alone.

Come near my sister again,
and I'll kill you.

Hey.

Hey, you, get off him!

And when the doorman came out,

you know, I didn't want
to have problems

with my PO, you know, so I ran.

And you're sure
they were talking about a Lilah?

Oh, I'm positive.

That's the girl from
the Internet cafe.
Yeah.

Listen, give me
a description here.

Face, hair.
I don't know.

You know, dark curly hair,

uh, leather jacket, you know...

VIVIAN:
You're coming downtown
with us

until your story clears.

Her name is Lilah Pritchard.

Will met her
at an Internet cafe.

They've been dating
for about six weeks.

This is her
brother, Terrence.

Apparently, he's the guy
who assaulted Will.

So, did you track this guy down?

No, they skipped town,
but we got an APB out

on the both
of them, so...

Will was hiding
his girlfriend from us?

He's 17, Lisa.
It's normal.

What, uh...

what exactly
was going on

with your son
when he quit his internship?

I already told you.
I don't know why he quit.

I think you do.

Excuse me?

Someone with a record
like your son's

doesn't start suddenly cheating
and stealing

for absolutely
no reason.

We got a suspect with motive,

and you're giving us
the third degree?

Mark, stop it.
What kind of
dim-witted tactics

did you learn
at Quantico?

I think you're
concealing something

that would help us
find your son.

I'm not concealing
anything.

Just tell them the truth.

What are you
talking about?

Will found out.

Found out what?

That you're having an affair.

Oh, hey.

I picked up Patsy's
for dinner after work.

I'm just gonna eat
in my room.

Will, wait.

Just because your dad punished
you about the internship

doesn't mean you get
to shut me out, too.

I'm not shutting you out.

Then, what's going
on with you?

Look, I don't want
to talk about it.

Why not?
Because it's nothing, Mom.

Oh, honey, we both know
that that's not true.

I saw Dad with a woman

about a week
before I quit my internship.

What are you talking about?

They were... they were
hailing a cab together.

She was probably a colleague.

No, she wasn't a colleague.

They were all over each other.

I'm sorry.

I... I...

I just didn't know what to do.

No, you must be confused.

Mom, I know what I saw.

No, you don't.

Okay, Will?

You don't.

All right, fine.

I thought
if I just ignored it...

that we could move on.

MARK:
Lisa...

I swear to you...
Stop lying to me.

He looked up to you.

JACK:
Um, Mr. Duncan...

we're going to need

the name
of your, um...

mistress.

Yeah, come in.

Connecticut State Police

just caught Lilah
and Terrence Pritchard

caravanning back into the city
on the Merritt Parkway.

They were traveling separately?

Well, I think if they
were trying to get rid

of Will's body, a motorcycle
wouldn't suffice.

All right, well, let's have
forensics process both vehicles.

Okay.

Um, also,

I think
you should know

that Will found out that
his father was having an affair.

Okay, thank you.

MARTIN:
So, where's Will Duncan?

How should I know?

Because you beat the crap
out of him yesterday

right before
he went missing.

SAMANTHA:
You lied to us
about dating Will.

I'm sorry.

I guess I got scared.

Scared of what?

Us finding out
that your brother killed him?

I didn't kill the kid.

Look... Lilah and I lost
our folks when we were young,

so I get overprotective
sometimes,

but the last time I saw Will,
he was in front of his building.

Hmm, then what were you doing
in Connecticut?

We have a cabin up there.

Is that where you buried
the body?
No.

That's not what happened.
Then, you better
start telling me

what did happen, okay,
'cause if you don't,

I'm going to assume
that Will screwed you over

and you sent your brother
to kill him.

Will didn't break up with me.

Then why did Terrence
attack him?

He came home
and found you crying.

What, did you and Will
have a fight?

Yes.

What about?

I'm pregnant.

When I first told Will,
he wanted to bail,

but then last night,
he came back.

Terrence did this to you?

He... he told me to stay away,
and I don't blame him.

It's none of
his business.

Lilah, I'm sorry
about last night.

Let me see your face.

No, it's okay.
It stopped bleeding.

Lilah, stop.

We need to talk.

You said everything already.

I know you're mad at me.

I trusted you, Will,

but I guess all that crap
about hating your dad

'cause he's a hypocrite
was all talk.

It wasn't.

I mean, yeah, I panicked

when you told me
you were pregnant.

But this morning
at breakfast,

I had to listen to him
lie to my mom

so he could see that slut
he's been with.

And I realized

I never want to be like that.

Like what?

A coward.

You're the only thing
that makes any sense to me.

I want to do right by you.

I love you.

We talked for hours
trying to figure out what to do.

He said he wanted
to fix the things

that were screwed up
in his life.

Then he called a cab and left.

When was this?

Around 11:00.

Then when you guys showed up
saying he went missing,

I thought maybe T had gone
after him again.

All right, is that why
you went to Connecticut?

Yeah,

but T didn't do anything to him.

You have to believe me.

What about the cab company
that Will called?

It was East City Cabs.

They always pick up down there.

Okay, thank you so much

for your time.

Hey, any luck?

Nope, but I think
she was mostly deaf.

What's that?

Hey, listen, a lot
of these places seem empty.

The cabbie said
he dropped Will out front,

but he must have gone
to a different building.

Look, why don't we split up
and work the block.

Hey, look at this.

What do you
think that is?

I think that's blood.

Yep.

There used to be a rug here.

And I bet you
they dragged it that way.

You see the scratches?

Oh, yeah.

What's this?

I think
we found the right building.

DANNY:
No, not yet,
but according to the owner,

half the units
are being renovated,

so we're still working
on the rest.

Well, I'm thinking that

whomever he came to see
wasn't too happy about it.

They got into it in the hall,
and Will fell down the stairs.

And no one heard
or saw anything?

There's a guy saying
that he heard a crash,

but they didn't check on it.

I have Martin outside
looking for security cams.

Mm-hmm. Wait. Hold on.

I think I know
why Will was there.

Apartment 203 is
leased by his dad.

You hear that?

Yeah. Well, we knocked,
and nobody was at 203.

This kid's dad is starting

to make my old man
look like a saint.

DANNY:
Mr. Duncan, we know
about your apartment

that you keep
downtown.

Why is this relevant now?

Well, it's
relevant because

your son knows about it, too,

and it's relevant because
he was there last night.

What?

And it's relevant because

we found his blood
all over the staircase.

Wait. Are you sure it's his?

Well, we're waiting
for lab results,

but we have his headphones,
and they're covered in blood.

How do you know
they're his headphones?

Without those lab results,
this is just conjecture.

Will could still be all right.

Mr. Duncan, did your son
confront you about your affair?

I wouldn't hurt my own boy.

DANNY:
Why didn't you tell us

about your apartment
in the first place?

Because I didn't think
it was connected.

Everything
is connected.

There isn't a jury

in this country
that wouldn't see the connection

between your affair

and your son's
blood all over...

Stop saying it's his blood!

DANNY:
Who else had access

to that apartment
other than you?

My girlfriend.

She wouldn't do anything
to Will.

How's it going in there?

DANNY:
Well, I think all things
are pointing at you, Mr. Duncan.

I don't think he did it.

Good.

Knowing this kid, uh...

...hit a little close
for me, and, uh...

...it may have clouded
my judgment.

Yes, maybe it did.

That's the beauty
of the team, right?

A consensus of opinions keeps
you from making rash judgments.

Sorry to interrupt.

Uh, we pulled these
from a security camera outside

Duncan's apartment.

This is Will going in.

And three minutes later...

Now, who's that?

This is Darby Wechsler,

Will's best friend.

Thank you.

MEDINA:
We found Will's blood

in an apartment building
downtown.

And you were there.

MRS. WECHSLER:
There must be
some kind of mistake.

These pictures are dark.

That could be anyone.

No, no, no, no.
We're pretty sure it's Darby.

We were hoping
that you'd have seen

something that could help us.

Did you do something to him?

WOMAN:
She didn't.
She wasn't there.

She was at home with me.

Can you verify that?

Why would I lie to you?

Why wouldn't you?

MEDINA:
All right.

Darby,

now we know
you're overwhelmed,

but if you know
what happened to Will,

then we need you to tell us.

You've got the wrong girl.
Did you kill him?

Darby, don't
answer that.

I wasn't talking to you.

Did you kill him?

So you wouldn't mind giving us
a DNA sample, right?

He wouldn't help me.

I found him

at the Internet cafe,
and I followed him.

Dad, are you in there?

Wechs

I need the English lit test.

I already told you,
I'm not doing that anymore.

Why not?
Because it's stupid.

I was doing it
just to piss off my dad.

Did you follow me here?

What exactly is here?

It's where my dad brings
his girlfriend, all right?

What?

I saw him bring a girl here,
like, a week ago,

and I thought they were gonna
be here again tonight.

Look, you got to go, okay?

Fine, then just
give me the test.

Are you deaf? I said no.

Then I'm not leaving!

I'm sorry, but I don't know
what else to do.

I can't get any Bs
this semester.

Why not?
Because I won't
get into Cornell!

Do you have any idea
how hard I've worked?

If I don't get in, I swear
to God I will kill myself.

Wechs, it's just school.

There's more important
things in life.

We'll study tomorrow.

No!

The test is on Thursday.

Okay, we'll figure it out
then, okay?

You have to
give it to me!

You promised you would!

Just stop, all right?!

:
I didn't mean to hurt him.

MEDINA:
What did you do

with his body?

JACK:
There's no way

you could have moved that body
by yourself.

Who helped you?

Who helped you?

Oh, my God.

He's dead.

What are we gonna do?

Darby!

Darby, stop it.

Come here.

We're gonna fix this, okay?

Okay?!

Okay.

Okay, sweetie.

It's gonna be okay.

Now get the rug.

We're gonna roll him up.

The car's out back.

You said
that everything would be okay.

:
Oh...

Darby, baby,
why are you doing this?

:
Because Will's dead, Mom,

and it was all
because of a stupid grade.

I'm so sorry.

Oh.

*

He's, uh....

He's not
coming back.

Lilah?

The Duncans.

I, uh, finished up
the case report.

Yeah. Thanks. I'll take it.

Okay.

So, uh,

it was all fairly pointless,
wasn't it?

Depends on what
you're talking about.

Well, I mean, uh, you know,

we could have run every play
in the book,

and we still wouldn't have
saved him, right?

True.

You know, when, um...

When I came into this job,

the guy that I took
over for gave me

some advice.

He, said, uh,

stay with the facts,
stick with your training,

and don't take it home with you.

Yeah. So, how-how's that been
going for you, huh?

It was the worst advice
I ever got.

The facts are never
what they appear to be, and

there's no amount of training
that can prepare you

for what people are capable
of doing to each other.

And what about
taking it home with you?

Well, I wouldn't say
that it helps me sleep, but...

...it gets the job done.

Yeah.