All language subtitles for Law.And.Order.S25E09.Snowflakes.XviD-AFG

In the criminal justice
system,

the people are represented

by two separate,
yet equally important groups:

the police,
who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys,
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

- It's okay.

I got you, I got you.

I'm sorry?

I'm sorry.

I don't speak any type of...
- Oh, help me!

Oh, that's the plan, love.
Come on.

What's your name?
- Nadiya.

- Nadiya, Nadiya.

- Said she walked in?

20 minutes ago.
Won't say what happened.

She'll only give us
her first name, Nadiya.

She's Russian.

- A Ukrainian.

- She allowed a cursory eval.

We found vaginal trauma.
It looks like sexual assault.

We're hoping
you can get her to talk.

- Okay.
- Nadiya, we're here again.

- Attention all units,

be on the lookout
for a white female,

20s, Nadiya Doe.

Gray sweats, tennis shoes.

Fled Mercy Hospital,
believed on foot,

requires medical attention.

That's just a few blocks
away, right?

It's spam.

Wife and I joined this new gym.

Ever since, we keep
getting peppered with ads

for longevity supplements
and testosterone boosters

for men of a certain age.

- And you qualify?

- Apparently.

Hey, I think
that's the Nadiya Doe.

Nadiya?

Nadiya, right?

Nadiya?

Okay. It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.
We're gonna get you some help.

Central, 2-7, we made contact
with Nadiya Doe,

the BOLO from the ER.
Hey, Nadiya.

Why don't you come take
a seat in our car, okay?

Come get warm.

You're safe, okay?
It's safe now.

All right? Nadiya?

Look, I promise.

Shots fired! Shots fired!
10-52, 10-75!

I need a bus and all available
units to 28th and Lex.

You got it?
- Yeah. Go, go, go!

- Move, move, move, move, move!

Get out of the way!

Look out!

I got a black SUV westbound
on 31, Jersey plates.

Alfa, Romeo, George, 2-6-4.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Jess.

The hell happened?

God, you have so much blood.
Here.

It's okay, it's okay.
Don't worry about it.

Um, one shot to the head
from distance.

She saw the perp.
She knew the guy, no doubt.

Did you get a physical
on the shooter?

No. He was in the passenger
seat, masked up, gloved up.

Same thing as the driver.
We have no identifiers at all.

Did you find
anything on the body?

Yeah. Uh, this is
some kind of prayer card.

Found it in the pocket
of her sweats.

- Tymchenko.

I'm gonna get this to Fin.

He's got some free time
on his hands.

I'm coordinating
with Riley and Walker

trying to find this prick.

And I'll head to the ER,
see what they missed

before Nadiya
made a run for it.

- This was at 11:36 a.m.

That's the guy.

Okay, and it was
after you told Nadiya

that her brother was here.

- Then she took off. Right.
- Okay.

You think
there's some connection?

He seemed like
a super nice guy.

- Yeah, maybe not so much.

Uh, can you go back
to when he first walks in?

See if you can get us
an image of him

before he puts his mask on,
whatever's clear.

There you are.

All right, did he, uh, did he
show an ID when he came in?

- No.

Okay, so we don't have
a name.

- But you got a face?

- Yeah. And that's not nothing.

Hey, I got a decent
image of the perp.

I'm gonna send it on over.
Where are we on the vehicle?

- All right, guys, listen up.

We got video of the SUV
entering this parking garage

seven minutes ago and there's
no indication our guy left.

This is the guy
we're looking for...

white male, 40s, average build.

Yeah, he killed someone
in broad daylight

and did not hesitate to shoot
at me, so let's be ready, okay?

Let's go.

♪ ♪

Ma'am! Ma'am!
- What?

Come on, come on, come on.
- Get downstairs.

All right, here we go.

♪ ♪

Smoke! Get back! Get back!

- Get back!

Hey.

A&E says the fire was
started with a flare,

intentionally, obviously, and
that any potential DNA evidence

in that vehicle is gone.

ESU is scouring cameras
in the area.

No dice so far.

And these two
had direct access

to Penn Station
from the garage.

Yep, two minutes
after parking.

They could be on the subway,
Amtrak,

Jersey Transit, you name it.

What about the plates
on the SUV?

- Stolen.

Well, you two are
full of good news.

You know, my phone's
ringing off the hook.

This woman was shot
in broad daylight.

The brass wants answers,
and we're circling the drain.

- Autopsy's in.

So Nadiya Doe was not
the victim of a sexual assault?

- She was not.

The nurse at the ER
said she was.

- She got it wrong.

Nadiya was recently pregnant.

Like, within days.

What about her trauma?
Her wounds?

They were caused by
medical forceps used crudely.

So what are you saying?
What... was there a delivery?

And there's a baby
out there somewhere?

- It's possible.

I need to do more tests
to try to figure that out.

But yeah, it's possible.

- Hey.
- What's up?

Benson had me
look into the prayer card

found on the victim,
Nadiya Tecun.

That's Nadiya's real name,
Nadiya Tecun.

- All right.
- Okay?

The name on the prayer card
is Tymchenko.

He's a priest.

He presides over Nadiya's
church back in Ukraine.

- You get in touch with him?

Yeah, I just talked to him
on the phone.

He said Nadiya flew out here
about two months ago.

- He say why?

No, but he said
she came by herself.

Okay, so we can run it
against passenger manifests,

figure out when and how
Nadiya got to the U.S.

- Absolutely.

- Thanks, Fin.
- All right. Thank you.

- There's our girl.
- And clearly pregnant.

- 11:14 a.m., August 2nd.

- Direct flight from Kyiv?

No such thing anymore.
Ukrainian airspace is closed.

She's waiting near baggage
claim 14, terminal 1, and...

- Who the hell is that?

A guy takes her suitcase
and they head for the exit.

Where does that exit
take them?

Short-term parking's
right there.

- And what about the cameras

at the pay stations
in the parking lot?

- Yeah, we can pull those.

- Let's do that.

- She's dead.

Well, now, see, I'm surprised
that you're surprised.

Oh, no, you guys
got the wrong idea here.

No, see, we just call
balls and strikes here.

Now, our detectives have
video footage.

Of you picking up Nadiya at JFK

and then leaving
seven minutes later

out of short-term parking
with Nadiya, which means...

you know what that means.

That means that...

that you were the last person
to see her alive, and that,

that's a strike.

- Yeah, okay, no, I'm a nobody.

No, no, today... today,
you're definitely somebody.

- Guys, what are we doing here?

I accept driving assignments
on Telegram.

They're encrypted.
I pick up, I deliver.

A little bit of crypto
lands in my account.

I don't ask any questions.
I don't...

All right, so after
you picked up Nadiya at JFK,

where did you take her?

- Lady...
- It's Captain.

- Uh, Captain,

in my line of work,
answering questions like that

is bad for my health,
you feel me?

- No.

Not even a little.

The truth is, we don't really
care if you talk or not.

- Oh, is that right?
- Yeah, that's right.

The second you met Nadiya
at JFK,

technically, your actions
crossed international borders

and you used a means
of foreign commerce.

So whatever crime you committed
during that process...

- Which was nothing.

- Is federal.

So we can just
hand you over to the Feds.

Tell them everything we know.

You were her only point
of contact in the U.S.,

and now she's dead.

Oh, and just to be clear, this
is a death penalty offense,

so while you're sitting there
in your little cement cell,

you can think back
on this moment

and wonder if not talking
was the right decision.

- What... what... is she insane?

- Good luck.

- Hey, wait.

That mean you got
something to say?

Something useful?

- Yeah.

♪ ♪

Driver told Benson
and Brady this is where

he dropped off Nadiya
after she got to the U.S.

- At an abandoned power plant?

Yeah,
we've been set up on it,

but there's no signs of life
in there.

No way of knowing
what's inside.

- One way to find out.

♪ ♪

- NYPD!

- Police!

♪ ♪

- Hey, careful.

Yeah, doesn't look like

anybody's been here
for a while.

Why would he
bring Nadiya here?

- What about that door?

Give me that light.

Ready?

- Smell that?

- Bleach.
- Yeah.

♪ ♪

- Found the bleach smell.

Wow.

Found the bleach over here.
It's empty.

Those doors lock
from the outside.

So whoever was sleeping here
was locked inside.

A bunch of baby pacifiers
over here.

Most of them
still in the packaging.

Still warm. They just left.

- Guys!

This is like a maternity ward.

So they brought
Nadiya to this place,

and then they kept her here?

- With a bunch of other women.

- Jesus.

Is that what we're looking at?

Some kind of baby mill?

So Jess, the ME found
trophoblastic degeneration

in Nadiya's uterus
and an inflamed endometrium.

All right,
English, por favor?

Okay, so Nadiya
didn't give birth.

She suffered a miscarriage.

But here's what's strange,

is that the fetal DNA that was
found in her uterine lining

is wholly unrelated
to Nadiya's DNA.

So she was a surrogate
carrying someone else's baby.

Is that what this is?

Nadiya was flown to the U.S.

to give birth
to someone else's child?

- Not just Nadiya.

These women are
being trafficked,

and they're forced to
carry someone else's baby.

- Hey.

So we scrubbed the basement,

found traces of DNA,

but no hits on CODIS
or any other database.

We tracked the SKUs of
the baby supplies we found.

They were all bought
with Amazon gift cards

purchased in cash

then mailed to a postal box
rented under a fictitious name.

- Okay, great.
- Hang on.

I got good news.

They found the car that
brought Nadiya to the ER.

It's down on Houston and 2nd.

- Bruno.

- Hey.

Couldn't figure out how Nadiya

got from the abandoned
power plant to the ER,

then I got a hit.

Caught this on a security
camera outside a bodega

three blocks from the ER.

There's Nadiya
getting out of this car.

And you can see a woman drove
and dropped her off.

I can't make out any features.
She's wearing a hat.

- With a sunflower on it.

You... you run the plates?

Yeah, stolen
from Staten Island.

Created an ALPR hot list,

the car got ticketed
for a parking meter violation,

so I got a ping.

But what's this woman
doing here?

- Hey, Brady, check this out.

- No, I can't help.

Okay.
Will you look again, please?

'Cause this is very important.

I'm telling you
I've never seen this woman.

- Excuse me.

Are these people living here?

- Just visiting.

Can we see your
change of use permit?

- I'm sorry?

Well, you're zoned
for assembly, not lodging.

And if you haven't
changed your zoning,

then you're subject to
up to $1,000 a day in fines.

You're going to need
sprinklers, ADA access,

and the city will
most likely shut you down

until you get up to code.

- These women are war refugees.

You can't just
put them out on the street.

I'm very sorry about that,
but my hands are tied.

I have to make the call.

- Hey, are you okay?

- I don't like begging people

to help me solve
a freaking murder.

But yeah, sure, I'm fine. Why?

- Uh, I don't know.

Because you just
told the driver

that he's going on death row?

Well, we're allowed
to lie to them.

- Yes, I know that.

But then
you just told the priest

that you're gonna put his
war refugees out on the street.

- I'm just doing my job.

- Look, I understand.

A woman just got her head
blown off 6 inches from you.

She pushed me out
of the way, Liv.

- What?

She what?

Nadiya knew
she was going to die,

and the last thing she did

was put up her hand and make
sure it was her and not me.

- I didn't...

I didn't know that.

Okay, okay.

We're gonna get these guys.

- I can't believe she's dead.

- Polina, we need to understand

what happened to you,
to Nadiya.

So please, let's just...
let's just start

at the beginning, okay?

Okay.

Well, a man found me and Nadiya
back home in Ukraine.

And many others too.

And this man, he said
I would receive a, uh, baby.

Um...

- An embryo?

- Yes.

He brought the embryo
from the U.S.,

said that he would take me
to a doctor near Kyiv

who would implant it.

And then I would
give birth in the U.S.

Did they ask you any
questions about yourself,

like any qualifications?

He wanted to make sure
I was not Jewish or Muslim.

- How much did they pay you?

- We paid them.
- Wait, what?

You paid them?

For what?

He said we would give birth
to anchor babies,

become U.S. citizens.

I bankrupted my family
to get here.

And when we arrived,
when we were locked away,

then we knew it was all a lie.

- What happens to the babies?

- I don't know.

When one of us gives birth...

They are just gone.

- What about Nadiya?

Something was wrong
with her baby.

They brought her to the bed,

but they could not
save the baby.

The pain was horrible.

And it became clear

they were not going
to help her.

So we escaped.

We stole the keys
to that car and we ran.

I brought her to the hospital.

Okay, who...
who was involved in all this?

Who...
who was in charge of the place?

- A man and a woman.

But they are very careful.
We never see their faces.

I don't know their names.

The only person I know is
the man who recruited me.

- What is his name?

- Misha. That's all I know.

Okay, well,
can you describe him?

Average, quiet, about 35.

Polina, we can take you
to a safe house

where nobody's going to...

- No, I'm safe here.

And I'm with my people.

- Okay.

Okay, well, we will be
in touch with you, okay?

But in the meantime, I just...
I'll leave that with you.

- Okay. Thank you.

There are 20 pregnant women
out there somewhere.

You want to play
follow the embryos?

- How do we do that?

Well, look,
if this Misha character

is flying embryos
to Eastern Europe,

that means that they have
to be on ice, right?

Embryos that are stored
before they're implanted

into a surrogate are kept
in a tank of liquid nitrogen.

Right.
They call them snowflakes.

My sister did IVF.
- Okay.

So you can't just hop on
a plane with liquid nitrogen.

There has to be some kind
of approval process.

- Right.

I mean, there can only be

so many people
that apply for that.

- Right?

- So we pull the applications

and see who's flying snowflakes
to Ukraine.

- Lou, I think it worked.

All right.

Isn't Misha the nickname
for Mikhail in Russian?

- Yeah, I think so.

Okay, take a look
at this guy.

He filed 17 applications
to fly with liquid nitrogen

in the last two years.

39 years old.

Lines up with the age
that Polina Kravets gave us.

- Yeah.

And it lists an apartment
in Long Island City

as his home address.

Okay, pull his picture,
bring it over to Polina.

If she says that's the guy,
that's the guy.

- Mm-hmm.

- He lives here.

All right, get back
downstairs where it's safe.

Kitchen clear.

- Bathroom clear.

- Misha Orlov!

Show me your hands
and get on the ground.

Get on the ground!

Show me your hands!

♪ ♪

Doesn't look like Misha's
gonna be much help.

- Okay, we're in.

- Great.
- Hey.

- Hey.

No sign of forced entry,
so he probably invited them in.

Well, it looks like
he was offering them tea.

Okay, so what
do we actually know?

We know Misha travels regularly
to Eastern Europe.

He recruits women.
- Christian women.

Under false pretenses
to come to the U.S.,

where they basically
become vessels

and are under lock and key
at some twisted baby farm.

We don't know whose embryos
are getting implanted.

We don't know what happens
to the babies.

We do know the people who
this Misha worked for

understand we're looking
for them,

and they're trying
to cover their tracks,

first at the baby farm,
and now here.

And we have no idea
who they are.

We just found some WhatsApp
messages from somebody

demanding that Misha
make good on some sort of

financial arrangement.

And this person
was very unhappy.

Looks like the last one
was from two days ago.

It says, give us our damn baby,

or we're coming at you
with everything we've got.

Misha never responded.

- Hi.

Lieutenant Brady,
Captain Benson, NYPD.

- Oh, can I help you?

- Yeah. Well, we hope so.

Um, is this...
is this your residence?

- Uh, well, it's his place now.

We just work here.
- Right, right.

And your name?

- Carri. Carri Valenti.

- Who is it, honey?

- Um...
- What's this about?

Uh, messages were sent on
WhatsApp recently to a man

named Misha Orlov,
we think from this apartment

based on the IP address.

- And?

- And he's been murdered.

- Wait, what?

- Can we come inside?

- Um, yeah. Yes.

I'm just putting the baby down
for a nap,

so give me a sec.
- Thank you.

Misha Orlov was shot today
in his apartment

at 11:30 a.m., we think?

Can you tell us where you were?

- Uh, Jason was at work.

The baby was at my mom's.
I-I was here.

I had a bunch of Zooms.

You can't possibly
think we had anything to...

Well, I have a text
I'd like to read you.

"Give us our damn baby,

or we're coming at you
with everything we've got"?

Oh.
Okay, not my finest moment,

but we had nothing
to do with this.

- You're gonna need to come up

with a better explanation
than that.

We've tried for years
to have a baby,

but we couldn't conceive.

So we thought about adoption,

but in this city,
it's 75 grand.

We went online.

We found a Christian charity
that made adoption affordable.

Misha was our
point of contact.

And it was a dream.

- You met in person?

- No.

No, over the phone.
You know, texts and stuff.

And what about
the birth mother?

You meet her?
- No, it was a closed adoption.

Okay, I'm still not following
why you were so angry

and you said you were
gonna come after him

with everything you've got.

- Our son, he's...

he's changed everything,
you know?

And so we wanted
to have another.

And we sent Misha the payment,
and then he just ghosted us.

He vanished.

Well, uh, I'm sorry to
have to tell you this,

but we believe that
you acquired your son

unwittingly
on the black market.

- Wait, w-what?

- If that's what you think,

we're... we're not
saying another word.

In fact, I think
it's time that you leave.

- Well... well, we're not leaving

until you give us
some information.

We're not talking
without a lawyer.

Get the hell out of our house!
- Lawyer?

Why would you need a lawyer
unless you're involved somehow?

- Jess. He said lawyer.

This is a highly
unusual situation.

But we understand
that you need assurances

before you'll share
more information with us.

- Do you?

This is my son.

This is... this is our family.

We can't live with the idea

that someone might just
come and take him away.

I'm a father, Ms. Valenti.
I get it.

So it took some prodding,

but we won those
accommodations.

A judge has issued
a protective order

that will keep your identities,
any statements you provide,

and all records
relating to your son

sealed and restricted so
that only essential parties

can see them... forever.

If we make an arrest

in the murders of Nadiya Tecun
and Misha Orlov,

and we need your testimony,

you will testify
under a pseudonym,

and you'll be immune from
any criminal liability.

And we guarantee that no one
from the NYPD or this office

will ever alert CPS to even
the existence of your son.

- Well, they're right.

This court order,

this is as much protection
as the law provides.

- Mrs. Valenti, we... we get it.

We want you to live your life,
to raise your son.

But... but what that means is,
is that...

that you need
to do the right thing as well.

So we need you...

we need you to tell us
everything that you know.

I...

I can't, I can't.

The idea that
my son is the product

of some criminal underworld,
it makes me sick.

- I understand that.

I understand that, and that's
not something that we can undo.

But there are
at least 20 pregnant women

out there in the world right
now who are in grave danger.

One of them is already dead,

so we need
to find the rest of them.

The Valentis identify
the charity they used

to adopt their baby as this
outfit called Hope Lifts.

We ran it down, and it's
fraudulent, like we figured.

The principles registered
the charity under false names

and addresses in Malta.
- Malta?

Apparently it's a hotbed
for stuff like this.

I mean, all kinds of fraud.

They still use
fax machines too.

- Oh, a literal paper trail?

I've missed those.
- Mm-hmm.

So this bogus charity's
articles of incorporation

were filed by fax
from an office in Tribeca

belonging to a lawyer
named Derek Hobbs.

- Derek Hobbs?

- Ring a bell?
- Mm-hmm.

That's who the Valentis said

delivered their son
to their front door.

♪ ♪

- Derek Hobbs?

NYPD.

- Okay. What do you want?

We're on the way to my
daughter's basketball game.

- That's you about a year ago,

at the home of
Jason and Carri Valenti

handing them their adopted son?

- So?

Well, we believe
that child is a product

of some kind
of underground baby farm

where women are exploited
and trafficked.

- Trafficked?
- Darcy, wait in the car.

No.
What are they talking about?

- Nothing.
- Dad.

It's just my work.
Wait in the car.

We need to know
who your clients are

and who runs this operation.

As I'm sure you know,
I have no legal obligation

to answer that question

or reveal the identity
of any of my clients.

So if you'll excuse me.

Tell you what.
I'll come with you.

- What do you mean?

Well, I'll explain
to your daughter

exactly who you are and what
Daddy really does for a living.

We've got two people dead,
Derek.

So whoever you do your
grunt work for to make a buck,

they're killers.

They kept women as slaves
to make babies,

which they then
sold for profit.

And you're trying
to hide behind the law?

I don't have anything
to hide from you.

- Great.

Then you don't have anything to
hide from your daughter either.

Come on out, Darcy.
- No, no, you stop.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

- Don't you touch my daughter.

- Come on out.
- Darcy.

We're gonna talk about what
Daddy does for work.

- Dad, what is this?
- Stop!

Please!

- It's up to you.

We could do this
however you want.

♪ ♪

So according to your
lawyer buddy, Derek Hobbs,

this is the
husband-and-wife team

that operated
a fraudulent charity,

Sergey Volkov and Sara Tandon.

- What do we know about them?

Okay, Volkov's
a Russian national,

been in the U.S. for a decade.

Short sheet... nothing
remarkable, nothing violent.

Sara Tandon, well,
couldn't find much on her.

No property holdings,

no criminal record,
no business licenses.

But this is from the ER.

Now, this is the guy who
claimed to be Nadiya's brother,

then put a bullet in her head.

- That's a clear match.
- This is our guy.

Now all we got to do is figure
out where the hell they are.

- Whoa, guys, I got something.

I went back to
the original sin.

- Which was?

- The theft of the plates

that were on the SUV
Volkov was driving.

The one that almost
took your eyebrows off

in the parking garage?
- That's the one.

Check this out.

I found some security footage

from the block where
the plates were stolen.

So there's Volkov.
- Uh-huh.

- Gets into that van.

Now, those plates,
they come back to him,

and two hours ago, they popped
on the Verrazano-Narrows.

I tracked the van with ARGUS to
a warehouse in Staten Island.

- Hit it.

♪ ♪

- Holy...

- It's a cryobank.

These are frozen embryos.

- Snowflakes.

There's got to be
hundreds of 'em.

- All right, let's keep moving.

♪ ♪

Sergey Volkov, Sara Tandon!
Get on the ground!

♪ ♪

- Go!

- No, no, no! Do not move!

Get on the ground! Hey!

Stay down!

Stay down!

- That's some sort of PCC.

- Yeah, but no pistol.

No, the murder weapon's
probably long gone.

I found these by
the embryo tanks.

Consent forms,
medical disclosures,

and custody transfers.

They're all
from the same clinic,

a place called
Hudson Fertility Group.

So some of the embryos
gotta be from there.

- All right, let's go.

- Ms. Moore, how did this work?

- Our clients who undergo IVF,

they typically generate
extra embryos.

They can donate them
to science,

they can elect to have them
disposed of as medical waste.

That can be tough.

For religious people,
especially.

- Right.

So you match the donors
with the recipients?

Oh, no.
There are charities for that.

They receive the embryos here,

match them with devout couples
with the promise

that these children
eventually will be raised

in faithful homes.

Right, so Hope Lifts was
one of these charities.

- Yes.

Who did you speak to
from Hope Lifts?

- The lady who ran it.

Her credentials
were impeccable.

Diana Hill?

- Is that Diana Hill?

- Yes.

- Thank you.

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- Ms. Tandon,

these charities perform
a real public service.

For faithful people
struggling with what to do

with extra embryos, people who
want to be loving parents.

And you knew that.

And you exploited it.

I can almost admire
the business model.

I mean, you tell these women

they're gonna become
U.S. citizens

so they pay
for their own trafficking.

And your raw materials,

the embryos you get donated
from the fertility clinic,

it's just pure profit.

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But what's the endgame?

What's the plan here?

I mean, what are you...

what are you gonna do
with 400 embryos?

- Lawyer.

Sara Tandon
denies everything.

Other than that,
she's not saying a word.

Well, we have
a solid case against her

on fraud related
to the fake charity,

but the trafficking piece is
not a slam dunk by any stretch.

No, and there's
no hard evidence

tying her to the murders
of Nadiya and Misha.

We can't even put Sara Tandon
at the baby farm at all.

How many years are
we looking at on the charges

we feel good about?

- Well, seven years, maybe.

What happened here
is unspeakable.

As far as we know,

Sara Tandon is the architect
of this entire thing.

She stole these women's lives,

she stole their bodies
for profit.

And you're saying she could
be out in, uh, three years?

Unless something changes,
yes.

So we've got to chase
whatever leads we can.

We'll push forward here
on the charges we have

and put the rest together
on the fly.

Do whatever we
have to do to hold

Sara Tandon accountable
for this whole damn thing.

- I got it.

The warrant landed, getting us
into Volkov and Sara Tandon's

encrypted Discord messages.

Let's hope there's
something useful in there,

not just Sara telling Volkov
to go take out the trash.

There's got to be something,
right?

I mean, this can't just happen.

What, that a woman
is murdered

within 6 inches of you
in broad daylight,

and you can't make the case?

- Yeah, that.
- Wait.

Hang on.

All right, check out
this flurry of messages

from November 30th
between Volkov, Sara Tandon,

and somebody.

- "We'll take them all."

- As in all of the embryos?

Who would want to
buy 400 embryos?

Maybe they mean all the
babies that were set to be born

in the next few months.

Well, I don't mean
to beat a dead horse,

but who would want 20 babies
at the same time?

- Look at that.

Sara Tandon says, "I can make
a delivery on December 2nd."

- Well, that's yesterday.

So whoever's communicating
with them here,

let's try to tie these messages
to an IP address,

to a location.

- Got it.

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- Do it.

- Clear!

- Clear!
- Clear!

- Clear!

I don't think anybody's home.

Hey.

Main house is clear.

- Well, check this out.

- Oh, my God.

That's a Fowgeis.

Ancient Germanic thing...
the Vandals.

Been appropriated
by some very bad people.

If you hang this,

it means you're willing
to die for the cause.

- What's the cause?
- Hate.

We got one more structure
to clear.

- All right, let's go.

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Found a freaking
bomb factory.

This is a lot of hardware.

- So Volkov and Tandon

were talking to a bunch
of white supremacists.

White supremacists
with an arsenal.

But what does a hate group
have to do with a baby mill?

Whatever the reason, we need
to get the bomb squad in here.

- I'll give them a heads up.

Shh, hold on. You hear that?

Everyone out! Move, now!

- Move! Move! Move!
- Everyone out, now!

- Let's go, let's go!
- Now!

- Move, move!
- Everybody out, now!

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♪ ♪

Oh, my God.

Bruno. Oh, God.

- Ow.
- Oh, God.

I need a bus, now!

You're okay.

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