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Boy, oh, boy, am I ready for lunch.
You're on your way, right?
Well, I've got an appetite.
The corner house left their beagle out in the yard again.
I swear, I was running for my life.
What in the heck?
Hold on, Dad.
Something's spilled in my seat.
It's all wet.
It smells like gasoline.
Call 911!
Somebody help!
Call 911!
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Hi, sis.
If you're calling to try to convince me
to talk to Dad again,
it's a lost cause, so let it go.
It's not why I'm calling.
I need some advice.
Is everything OK? Are the kids all right?
No, no, no. The kids are great. I just, uh...
I just dropped them off at school.
Um...
it's Brett.
Oh, OK.
Um, how are his interviews going?
There was no interview.
I just found out he's been lying to me
for the last six months about looking for a job.
I'm sorry. What?
All those supposed interviews,
and he's just been hanging out at bars.
OK, well, who the hell is paying his bar tab?
I'm keeping us afloat.
I'm working overtime at Dad's shop, doing the accounting.
But between work and the kids, I can't do this anymore.
And to find out he's been lying on top of all this, I...
You're not supposed to be doing this alone, Tink.
You have a partner who was supposed to be getting a job.
I don't blame him. I never did.
He's had it rough.
Tink, I'm sorry, OK?
I'm... I'm so sorry that this is happening.
And I know that he hasn't had it easy.
But he still has to take accountability for this, OK?
You need to talk to your husband, all right?
You need to tell him that you know and...
I'm really sorry. Work is calling, so I need to go.
But I want you to sit down and have a come-to-Jesus talk
with your husband.
Promise?
OK.
OK, I will.
Thank you for listening, Nina.
I love you.
Mean it.
I love you more.
Victim's a postal worker named Vicky Collins.
She was halfway through her daily route when her truck caught fire.
And she suffered third-degree burns.
She was DOA when I got here.
- Who's our witness? - A guy named Conrad Wong.
He was over there with his baby when he saw a Black male,
medium build, put a package wrapped in duct tape in the truck.
Figured it was just a neighbor dropping off
some last-minute mail till he heard Vicky screaming, and saw the fire.
When he ran to help, he saw that same Black male
taking off headed that way.
And what's this from?
Part of the blanket Mr. Wong used to try to save Vicky.
Burned both his hands pretty bad.
He's at the hospital getting treated now.
Any other witnesses?
Not so far.
Going to be hard to find any usable evidence.
That truck had half a day's worth of mail in it.
Mr. Wong said it burned up really fast.
That's why we have the ATF
sending out their arson specialists.
Can you check on his status?
Yeah.
Remy, this is the victim's father, Caleb Collins.
He's a retired firefighter from Philadelphia.
Special Agent Scott. Sorry for your loss.
Just tell me what happened.
We think somebody might have planted
an incendiary device in the vehicle.
Is this a case of a crazy person
going after postal workers
because the letter took too long?
We're looking into it, OK?
We got a full team working on this... FBI,
ATF, U.S. postal inspector.
Was Vicky working her regular route this morning?
Yeah, she was on her way to pick me up for lunch
like we do every day.
We were on the phone, talking about where.
When this happened?
Did she say she saw anyone near her truck?
No.
All she said was her seat was wet
and it smelled like gasoline,
and then hearing her scream
and not being able to help my little girl.
I want to help.
Well, if you want to help, you can start by telling us,
had she received any threats recently?
You think this could have been personal?
She was seeing this guy, Anthony...
real piece of work.
Is he African American, medium build?
Yeah.
Sir, if you'd come with me, I'd like to get some more info.
ATF is 20 minutes out.
Ray is stuck in traffic, but right behind them.
Hana is looking into an ex-boyfriend who might be good for this.
Send it to Ray.
Barnes and I will canvass the neighborhood
while we wait for ATF to show up.
Robert Jimenez?
Yeah, that's me.
What do we got so far?
The char depth and burn pattern say
the fire originated right behind the driver's seat.
There's traces of an accelerant as well.
That's right... gasoline.
Our victim was on the phone to her father when it happened.
She said she smelled it.
A witness saw a guy dropping off a package wrapped in duct tape.
Is that what the bomb was in?
Could be.
I found silver fibers under the remnants of a crude fire starter.
Crude. What do you mean, crude?
The device is on a time delay,
not remotely operated.
He probably stuffed a shoe box with paper
or some flammable material, tied a lit cigarette
to a bunch of matches, and dropped it in.
I found the match heads...
simple, but lethal.
Matches and cigarettes.
Why does that ring a bell?
You're thinking of John Leonard Orr.
Who's that?
He was a California fire captain who set about 2,000 fires.
Same deal... he tied a lit cigarette to a few matches.
He left a fingerprint
on a piece of paper that didn't burn.
That's how they caught the son of a bitch.
We're not that lucky.
No prints.
But the match heads were embedded in something.
Any idea what?
Water-gel explosive would be my guess.
Something like Tovarc.
It's like dynamite,
except a lot more stable to transport, and safer to handle.
Adding Tovarc to gasoline and a basic fire starter...
your guy wanted to make sure this fire burned hard and long.
How do you get your hands on Tovarc?
You have to have a license to purchase it.
But it's not for laymen.
And I bet your arsonist is a layman.
What makes you say that?
You use an explosive to make things explode, right?
But Tovarc needs a secondary charge to go off.
Without that, it burns up instead of exploding.
You think our fugitive was looking for a big bang,
and all he got was a big fire.
Any updates, I want to be the first to know.
Thank you.
Any news on Vicky's ex?
It wasn't him.
He's been at the dentist getting his wisdom teeth pulled.
He's still there.
OK. So far, we got a Black male fugitive
with access to a water-gel explosive, maybe Tovarc.
There's a million ways to make something explode.
This joker has a signature.
I'll check with ViCAP and BATS for past arsons
involving explosives, see if they can find me a match.
I want to nail this piece of garbage to the wall.
You come after one federal employee,
you come after all of us.
William, you back already?
William?
William, that you?
Ugh, dang it.
Help me.
I need help!
Oh, help!
Mr. Rayson didn't make it?
Smoke inhalation.
Sorry to hear that.
I tell people all the time,
smoke can be way more dangerous than fire.
You find anything?
Yeah, we got lucky.
The arsonist left the package at the kitchen back door.
And this time, it didn't completely burn up.
Can you confirm that this is the same arsonist
that hit the postal truck this morning?
Not 100% sure, but there were more traces of the water gel.
I'll compare it to what I found on the truck.
Remy, a neighbor walking her dog
noticed a gray Corolla with a Black male driver circling the block.
The driver looked lost.
NYPD is canvassing to see if any cameras picked him up.
Is that a witness?
Victim's son.
Agent Scott and Barnes, FBI.
We're very sorry about your father.
I should have stayed at home today.
I never should have left him alone.
Were you his primary caretaker?
No, he had a nurse who came four times a week.
I work at a cement plant near here.
Is that where you were today?
No.
It was my day off.
My buddy had an extra pass to Ridgeland.
That's a golf club for members only.
I jumped at the chance, but I wish I hadn't.
Did your father know this woman?
I doubt it.
I wished he would have got out more, made friends.
But with his health issues,
it just made everything so tough on him.
I think he missed his partner.
He had a partner?
No, not that kind of partner.
He was a cop for 30 years before turning in his badge.
Was he a cop here?
No, Philadelphia.
He was head of the aviation unit.
OK. Thank you, Mr. Rayson.
We appreciate your father's service.
Hey, Remy. What's up?
Our latest victim is a cop from Philly named Finn Rayson.
And Vicky's dad, Caleb Collins,
was with the Philadelphia Fire Department.
OK, so Finn is a cop.
And Collins is a firefighter.
They often respond to calls together.
Well, depending on the precinct
and the fire station they were at,
they could have responded to dozens of calls together.
We need to figure out what the hell connected them.
According to employee records,
they had an overlap in Philadelphia
between 1984 and 1989.
I'm going to start digging into that.
Looks like our gel substance is Tovarc,
but our arsonist had the foresight to remove its cartridge.
What does that mean?
We can't track down where our fugitive purchased it.
But Robert can see if he can salvage the taggant.
And taggant is?
It's a microscopic fingerprint.
It's a unique physical marker they put in products
to authenticate them.
If he can find it, we'll know where the Tovarc came from.
Why the hell are you following me?
Who are you?
It's pretty brave of you to confront a stranger like that.
You never know what people are capable of these days.
That's why I got my gun.
Well, they say, "Don't bring a knife to a gunfight."
You brought a gun to confront a potential bomber.
What do you mean?
The guy killed two people using arson.
He uses explosives to start the fires.
We think that he was driving a gray Corolla
like the one that you reported seeing.
No kidding.
I thought he was some psycho driver
I accidentally cut off on my run.
I got a look at his plates before he drove off.
RY65C4JXM.
That's a good eye.
We'll run these numbers, see if we can ID the guy.
Do you, by chance, have any connection to Philadelphia?
You're kidding, right?
My granddad was Eric Raymond, Sr.
He was the mayor of Philadelphia in the '80s.
All right. So what about you personally?
From Brooklyn, born and raised.
My folks left Philly as soon as my grandfather's term was up.
They wanted to get away from the bad memories.
What bad memories?
He was the Philly mayor in 1985,
when the MOVE bombing happened.
What happened again?
MOVE is a communal Black liberation
and environmentalist organization
founded in the 1970s by a man
who renamed himself John Africa.
Yeah, my dad wasn't a member of MOVE,
but he liked parts of their cause.
They're a religious, pro-nature community.
Well, apparently they rejected modern life
and dependence on technology.
This "Guardian" article says that they were a mix
of Black power and flower power.
That's what got them in trouble with the cops.
Yeah, Philly PD and the mayor didn't like
the demonstrations of protest that they were putting on.
In the late '70s, there were several violent clashes
between MOVE and the police,
which led to what happened next.
In May, 1985, Philly PD dropped a C4 bomb
on one of the homes occupied by MOVE.
Police bombed American citizens on American soil?
I saw the news coverage.
That neighborhood was totally decimated.
That's a lot of destruction. I mean, how big was this bomb?
Big enough to clear three city blocks.
There was a gas-powered generator in one of the homes.
The founder of MOVE was killed
along with five adults and five kids.
That's got to be our connection.
I bet Caleb Collins was a firefighter at the scene.
And Eric Sr. was the mayor at the time,
so he signed off on the bombing.
And get this.
Finn Rayson flew the helicopter that dropped the bomb.
The bomb was a mixture of C-4 and Tovarc.
Maybe our arsonist is a MOVE member.
Starting these fires could be his way of retaliating, for the bombing.
I mean, is MOVE still around today?
I can't seem to find much about it online.
They used to have a website, but it's a broken link now.
But the domain still exists, so someone's paying for it.
That would be Gretchen Smith.
She's a violin teacher in Manhattan.
All right, it's late. Let's pack up, go see Gretchen in the morning.
I thought MOVE was supposed to be anti-technology.
How does having a website fit into that?
MOVE was founded before the personal computer was invented.
- We had to evolve to survive. - We?
You weren't even born when MOVE was active.
Same crap, different decade.
We peace-loving folks are still dealing
with police brutality and oppression.
That's why I'm trying to keep MOVE alive.
What does MOVE look like today?
Some of us meet informally now and then,
but there's no main group
spearheading events or anything.
Given what happened before, I...
I think that's for the best.
You're like everyone else who wants to make us go away permanently.
And they tried before.
Let's not forget that the U.S. government
bombed its own citizens and killed five kids.
We believe a MOVE member might
be trying to avenge that tragedy by setting these fires.
He's already killed two people.
I don't know anything about that.
We want a list of all MOVE affiliates you've been in touch with.
As if I'd hand that over without a warrant.
Yeah.
It's the FBI who supplied the bomb to the Philly PD
in the first place.
And when they dropped the bomb, the police shot at folks
trying to flee the burning building.
Allegedly. There are some accounts that say that
MOVE shot at the cops first.
Allegedly.
Whose side are you on?
The innocent.
How does your dad feel about MOVE now?
Probably the same way I do.
It's important we don't just gloss over
everything that happened.
History cannot repeat itself.
Hey, Hana. What's up?
I'm sending you a list
of MOVE affiliates in the area.
How'd you get your hands on that?
I tracked the IP address of every device
that visited the MOVE website when it was still up.
Do any of these people own a gray Corolla?
Unfortunately, no.
The license plate came back as stolen from a Honda Accord.
The car is a dead lead.
And there are over 20 names on the list.
Who would you start with?
Ayo Parsons in Queens.
She was one of the original members of MOVE
and one of the founder's relatives.
She might have insight into our unsub.
Have Ray and Nina head over there now.
So this is Ayo Parsons.
She's formerly known as Ayo Africa.
She was arrested in 1978 for taking part in a riot
that left one police officer dead.
- She's out on parole? - Yeah.
She was released last year.
She changed her maiden name back, and has been laying low ever since.
You think that's our guy?
I don't know.
Well, what makes you think that's him?
Gut feeling.
Yep, that's him. Hey.
Come here. Hey!
FBI. Come here.
- Hey! - Hey!
- Move! - Watch out!
- Hey! - I'm trying to go!
- Hey! - What the hell?
- What are you doing? - Hey, watch it!
Hey, look out! Hey, move!
- Move, move! - Look out!
Watch out. Watch out.
Hey, stop the car!
Hey, hey!
Get down.
Damn it.
I've been reviewing the security footage
from the café, but I haven't been able to get a good look at his face.
Well, I did get a good look in this guy's car.
It was a mess, like he's living out of it.
Yeah. We think he might be homeless.
Depending how long this whack job has been on the street,
it's going to be tough to ID him without a home address.
Is that a work shirt?
Can we zoom in on that?
Mm-hmm.
Barco Security.
I've got a Barcolo Security.
It's the same logo.
They provide services nationwide to businesses
like malls and banks.
I'm going to start looking through their employee database.
It's Robert from ATF.
All right. So this guy was targeting MOVE members.
Safe to say that he's probably not down for the cause.
What if he was on his way to meet her,
and she's covering for him?
Well, we spoke with Ayo, and she put MOVE behind her.
Ever since she got out on parole,
she just wants to be with family, and catch up on lost time.
Maybe this guy isn't part of MOVE.
But the threads keep connecting him to the bombing.
Who else was impacted by this?
Along with 11 MOVE members,
the fire spread to 60 other row houses.
Yeah. 200 people lost their homes.
That makes for a lot of potential suspects.
OK, so Robert zeroed in on the taggant
from the Rayson crime scene.
It's part of a bulk order purchased by
a construction company that does road work
up and down the Eastern seaboard.
That gets us closer, but not close enough.
Can we see if that construction company
used Barcolo for their security?
I'll do you one better.
I think I may have the guy.
Yeah, that's him.
Gerald Colworth of Long Island City.
He was a security guard up until six months ago,
when he was fired.
He registered a gray Toyota Corolla with Barcolo
to get a parking pass for work.
But the car was actually registered to his ex-wife,
Leticia Colworth.
They had two kids together before they divorced last year.
Let's go talk to the ex.
Get a handle on how this dude went from married father of two
to homeless arsonist.
I'm going to talk to his boss at Barcolo.
I'll work on finding out exactly how Colworth is
connected to the MOVE bombing.
I want to know how much Tovarc this guy's got in his arsenal.
If he figures out how to make this bomb blow up right,
we're all in serious trouble.
Gerald worked for you for five years
before you suddenly fired him.
What happened?
It wasn't sudden.
I liked Gerry.
Even when he started coming in late, I cut him some slack.
I've been divorced.
I know how it rips you open and tears you up inside.
But a few months later, he ran out of slack?
Just missed too many shifts.
I couldn't depend on him at all.
Management has me taking shifts now.
I need reliable guys.
I fired Gerry last July.
That's right when he stopped his mortgage payments.
He lost his house to foreclosure a couple months later.
That's the wheel of capitalism for you.
It'll grind you into the dust before it stops.
But, hey, look, I'm sorry about Gerry.
He seemed like a good guy, a family man.
When he worked here, did the company report
any thefts from any of your inventory?
We think he might have stolen some of the explosives
they use here, like Tovarc.
We run inventory every week.
Nothing has been reported stolen...
- definitely not Tovarc. - OK.
Well, triple check that inventory.
And if you come short on anything, even a tiny amount,
call us right away, OK?
I don't know what I can tell you.
Gerry and I have been divorced for a year.
Did he ever talk about the 1985 MOVE bombing?
A little.
I always wished he'd open up more.
It's what broke us up.
Did Gerry and his family belong to MOVE?
Kids, wait for me.
No, Gerry has nothing to do with that.
But his family lived on that block.
And what happened in 1985, it destroyed them.
Their house burned down, right?
Yes, but it wasn't about losing the house.
It was about losing his home.
Gerry's parents never recovered.
They had a really ugly split-up.
When we first met, Gerry promised he'd never let that happen.
He said we'd never, ever get a divorce.
We all get married thinking it'll never happen to us.
Until it does, right?
I filed for divorce last year,
but I stayed close by for the kids.
Do you guys share custody?
For now.
But since he lost his job and then the house...
if the kids have nowhere to stay with him,
I might as well move to Phoenix.
My sister lives out there.
It's so much cheaper.
Does Gerry know you want custody of the kids?
I'm not trying to blindside him.
I told him a few weeks ago.
And how did he react?
Worse than when I told him I wanted a divorce.
Back then, I had to hide all the meds in our house.
I was scared he might do something he couldn't take back.
He already has.
Two people are dead.
What?
Our kids are Gerry's world.
And they adore him back.
When they find out what he's done, it'll destroy them.
When's the last time you spoke with him?
A couple weeks ago.
Gerry called me from a number I didn't recognize.
Let's give it a try.
Brooklyn Men's Emergency Shelter.
Aditi speaking.
Ray and Barnes are back here on speaker.
Gerry was eight when they lost their family home.
His family was involved in a lawsuit
against the city of Philadelphia, and the police department.
Since Gerry can't provide a stable home,
his wife is suing him for full custody of their kids.
That kind of mirrors what happened to him when he was little.
Yeah, look, the police bombed MOVE headquarters.
Gerry loses his childhood home.
Then he loses his family.
So it's happening again to him 40 years later.
That must be what triggered him.
After his house was foreclosed,
Gerry stayed at a men's shelter.
We just spoke to the director.
Yeah, you think he's going after the shelter next?
They've been alerted.
Gerry even brought his kids there and pretended
it was a weekend excursion.
The shelter has a strict no-kids policy,
so they had to ask Gerry to leave.
And he hasn't been back since.
Hmm. That's harsh.
All right. So no family, no home.
This guy's got nothing to lose.
Where's he going next?
The shelter director said that Gerry was friendly
with a guy named Trent who comes around
for a hot meal, but also keeps a spot
at an encampment in Astoria.
Sending you the cross streets.
Meet us there.
All right.
Oh, Hana. Ethan's calling you.
Here.
You're not going to answer it?
Nope.
We broke up two weeks ago.
Oh, Hana, I'm so sorry.
There were signs.
- I missed them. - What kind of signs?
I don't want to talk about it.
Yeah, of course.
Have you seen this guy?
Have you seen this man?
OK. Thank you.
Nobody recognizes him.
At least that's what they say. Half of them won't even talk.
They don't trust the badge.
I mean, every major city, cops are constantly
harassing them, making them move around,
set up camps in different places.
That's why MOVE didn't trust the cops...
the constant harassment.
It's Horus, Gerry's old boss.
All right.
Remy's found Trent.
Oh, great.
How well do you know Gerry?
You know, about as well as
you get to know the guy who's stuck in the same
sinking boat with you.
It must be pretty hard
to get a decent night's sleep around here.
Why do you stay?
Yeah, it's just noise, you know.
Better than camping out someplace quiet and residential.
And you always got the cops on your ass.
OK, so you're here because the neighbors don't complain.
Out of sight, out of mind, which is exactly
how the public likes their homeless, right?
Oh, I'm sorry, the unhoused, as though semantics
are going to put a freaking roof over our heads.
Is that what you and Gerry talked about?
Yeah, I mean, I'm over it, man.
But Gerry...
He would get all riled up.
He talks about how the police and politicians,
they don't want to do their jobs, yada, yada, you know.
You talking about the housing crisis?
I'm talking about any crisis, man.
Not like we elected them to put out
these kind of fires or anything.
Though, if you ask Gerry,
he'd say they wouldn't put out a fire
even if that was exactly their job.
What do you mean by that?
His house burned down when he was a kid.
He said the firefighters, they showed up.
They just stood around
and watched that baby burn to the ground.
So that was Gerry's old boss.
He said all of the Tovarc is accounted for.
However, a spool of det cord went missing in the last day.
They never changed the locks after Gerry got fired,
so he could have used his key to steal it.
What's det cord?
It's a detonation cord.
Yeah, that's uh... it's a tiny little tube
filled with explosives.
We used to use that back in Afghan
to blow up expired ordnance.
The arson investigator said that Tovarc
needs a secondary explosive to be triggered.
Would det cord work?
It's exactly what det cord's for.
Turn a little kaboom into a big kaboom.
No big deal. That whole blast you heard earlier...
I mean, you got those construction crews.
They're running det cord and Tovarc every damn day.
OK. So Gerry could have gotten the Tovarc from anywhere,
including that construction site.
Yeah, but he didn't know he needed the det cord
to make it explode.
Until he saw the first two arsons were fires, not explosions.
Now that he has these two ingredients,
it's only a matter of time before the big kaboom.
Gerry told a friend that when his house burned down,
the fire department just stood by and did nothing.
Is that true?
You don't understand.
You're asking me about something
that happened 40 years ago.
I don't remember the details.
We're not passing judgment.
We just need to know what really happened.
It was my second year on the job.
I was following orders.
What were your orders?
To stand down.
No one expected the fire to get so out of control.
It got out of control because you didn't do anything to stop it.
It was a mess.
My lieutenant called it a war zone.
And this is the guy that did two tours in Vietnam.
Bullets were flying.
Who started the shooting?
Depends on who you ask.
Some folks say the cops were shooting at the MOVE folks
trying to escape the fire.
And the cops say MOVE fired at them first.
Now, what were we supposed to do?
We couldn't disobey the fire commissioner.
Is he the one who gave the order?
As far as I know, he was given that order by the police commissioner.
Is this why my daughter was killed?
Over something I did four decades ago?
No.
It's over what you didn't do.
Gerry went after a firefighter at the scene...
the helicopter pilot who dropped the bomb, then the mayor.
He's working his way up the chain of command.
Contact the fire and police commissioners.
We got to warn them.
The Philadelphia police commissioner in 1985
was Victor Kipling.
He lives in a senior community in New Rochelle.
Fire commissioner is in New York now.
His last known is in Brooklyn.
You and Ray go see the fire commissioner. The rest of you, with me.
Damn incident derailed my career.
By incident, you mean the bomb you ordered
that killed 11 people?
It wasn't just any person.
They were disrupting the city and endangering the police.
What about the five kids? How were they endangering the police?
I mean, those five kids weren't the only collateral damage.
200 homes burnt that day.
This is Gerry Colworth. He lost his childhood home.
Do you recognize him?
No.
But I do remember the Colworth name.
His parents were part of a lawsuit against the city
and your police department.
That's right.
First time I saw her in court, Loretta Colworth was pregnant.
They told me she had a miscarriage later.
Family blamed it on the stress from losing their house.
Look, we never meant to hurt any kids,
but they shouldn't have been in that house in the first place.
If I was their parents, I would never forgive myself
for putting my kids in danger's way.
There's nothing worse
than seeing somebody you love get hurt,
especially if it's your fault.
You know, we've assumed that
Gerry was going after the people
who were responsible for the bombing.
But what if he's actually going after their loved ones?
Collateral damage.
That's a worse punishment than going after people themselves.
We thought he was going after the dad,
but maybe he was going after Vicki all along.
He didn't mix up Eric Junior, by the way.
He was stalking the mayor's grandson on purpose.
And Finn Rayson's son was supposed to be home
when Gerry set that fire.
What's up, Ray?
We got a BOLO hit on Gerald's car in the Bronx.
We're headed there now.
I'll drop you a location pin.
Bring around the Tahoe.
Isn't that where the fire commissioner lives?
House sitter said he's out of town. He and his wife are in Florida.
Does he have relatives in the Bronx?
We think Gerry's going after the family members
of the people responsible for the bombing.
His car is parked in a dense residential area.
If we have to account for relatives,
it will take time to figure out who he's after.
They found our fugitive's car in the Bronx.
Where in the Bronx?
My granddaughter lives there.
Maya Kipling?
FBI.
Can I help you?
I'm Special Agent Remy Scott.
Is somebody already in there?
We're fine.
It's all we have, Billy.
Let's go upstairs.
Are there kids in there?
Um...
We think you might be in danger.
This is my cousin Terry.
She helps me out sometimes.
Helps you out with what?
Are you running a daycare from your house?
I'm going to get a license.
I just haven't gotten around to it yet.
We're the FBI, not the IRS. We don't care about that.
Are you in trouble?
It's fine. Go help Angela start quiet hour, OK?
Just let me talk to them.
So what's going on?
A serial arsonist might be targeting your home.
What?
How many kids do you have here?
We have six today.
Angela and Terry are with them upstairs.
OK. I need you to contact their parents
and have them pick them up now.
- Are you sure? - Get them out.
Angela?
Angela, bring the kids down. Come on.
Come on. Come on, honey. Yes.
Yeah, come on. Come on.
It's OK. Let's head outside, all right?
We got a fire in here.
- Get them out. - We're going to head out.
Head out. There's a fire.
Let's go, all right?
Come on, guys, we gotta get out.
Come on, come on.
Keep going down the stairs.
What happened? Whose kids are these?
She runs a daycare in there. We got to get them out of here.
I got them.
- Come on. - Where's Terry?
- What? - I don't know.
- I just grabbed the kids. - OK.
I got her. Go, go.
- Nina. - I got her.
We got two inside.
One's an FBI agent.
Fire in the back.
He's on the roof!
Hey.
Hey... Terry.
Terry, wake up.
Come on.
Come on.
I'm going to get you out of here.
Get down!
Guys, where is he?
Across the street on the roof.
Cover us.
OK.
Stay with me. I'm right here.
Cover your mouth. Cover your mouth.
Guys, we gotta get out of here.
They're firing at us!
You guys go that way. I'll circle around.
Nina, you're clear.
Get out of there.
Come on, come on.
Come on.
Come on. Come on, come on, come on.
I got you. I got you.
We need help... medical assistance!
FBI.
You're stuck between a rock and a hard place, Gerry.
How does it feel?
Like any other day in the life.
We don't want to shoot you, Gerry.
Don't give us a reason to. Put the gun down.
Enough people have been hurt.
All right? This ain't '85 back in Philly.
They took a lot from you.
Never made things right. They never do.
But you can make things right for your kids now.
Do you have any idea how it feels
not being able to give them a home, keep them safe,
keep our family together?
No, but I know four walls and a roof don't make a home.
Showing up for them does.
I did everything for my family!
That doesn't concern me.
Drop your weapon.
And then what?
I'm drowning, man.
All my life has been one thing after the other,
like everyone is at the pool party,
and I'm underwater in the deep end.
And by the time anyone thinks of me,
I'll be nothing but an air bubble.
You got our attention.
But you got to think about your kids.
I don't want to have to explain to them why my partner shot you.
Come on, Gerry.
Break the cycle.
Put the gun down.
Man, I'm not letting you go out like this.
Put the gun down.
Hands behind your head. Let's go.
Thank you for staying so late. I appreciate it.
Of course.
Dougie's an easy-going kid.
Yeah, he gets that one from his dad.
- Good night. - Night.
Hi. How'd it go with Brett?
Marina... Nina, it's me.
- Dad? - Listen, don't hang up.
Oh, no, you do not get to call me from Tink's phone.
You want to talk?
Have the balls to call me from your own phone.
Just listen, please.
I'm at the hospital.
Tink and Brett got into it.
And evidently, he knocked her around quite a bit.
What? What?
What do you mean he knocked her around?
He hit her?
How bad is it?
Bad enough that even though
she's not going to press charges,
the boys down at the station
are going to keep him locked up
in the drunk tank overnight for his own safety.
Yeah, because we're really concerned with his safety.
Come on.
- Hey, can you stay? - Yeah.
I always said about Brett, he's got two brain cells,
and they're both fighting for third place.
A reasonable man would have gotten a job.
Yeah. Well, he's not reasonable.
I mean, we knew that he was never going to get a job.
I don't know why I told her to talk to him.
Yeah. Well, I'm going to give him a dose of his own medicine
next time I see him.
Yeah, not if I beat you to it.
You're going to need a long reach.
I'm getting on the next flight to Houston.
I'm coming home, Dad.
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