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I need to write down when we just caught up. I lost my appetite.

I cannot sleep at night. I cannot concentrate.

I do not feel too great. Oh, I'm just caving in. I'm kind of struggling.

You're going to tell me why you're in such a good mood? Or do I have to ask

that? Oh, my goodness. Thank you so much for noticing.

No big deal. Just any moment, Robert from HR is going to walk through these

doors and hand me my very own badge.

You're excited about your ID badge?

Turning wheels are coming off, buddy.

I'm not so sure.

I'm pretty sure about that. First, the LAPD mug.

Actually, that's mine. And now my very own badge.

Your vote of confidence is not lost on me. But nobody panic. I don't plan on

rooting around in the evidence locker too much. Well, that's good because your

ID badge does not provide access to said evidence locker. Sure about that?

I'll get back to you. Bob!

Bob's here.

Can I call you, Bob? No.

Sign here, please.

Come and write at me with the fine print.

You need to sign for the badge.

You know what, Robert?

I will make you a deal, okay? I won't sign... But what I will do is take my

badge. Yep. There she goes.

She can't. She did.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You ever have one of those days where you just feel like you're losing your

mind? Are there other kinds of days?

What's going on?

It's my girls.

Their father was supposed to drop them off last night, but he never showed up.

call, I text.

I thought maybe they would be at his house, but I just want to know if

okay.

Did you have a bad feeling?

I said I'd come in here and try to get it together before I talk to the

detectives. And my dad's on his way.

I'm probably just overreacting, right?

I think that wherever your girls are, we're going to find them.

Mia, when's the last time you saw your daughters?

Yesterday, when Wendell picked them up.

He's my ex -husband.

You should have never agreed to share custody before the divorce was

Dad, he's their father. He has a right to see them.

You guys been camping at Mount Baldy? Yes, last summer.

Wendell took us. That was right before we split.

Was there a reason for the split? Wendell started reading about everything

on with the planet.

Temperatures rising, icebergs melting, deforestation.

Lots of biodiversity, industrial waste, ocean acidification.

They sound just like him.

Yeah, what Mia is too nice to say is that Wendell became a radical. A

Yeah, he became obsessed with environmentalism. Become all for

composting, but...

Yeah, he just took it too far.

He wanted Mia and the girls to live completely off -grid, told Ellie and

that everything was poison, water, food.

These are kids we're talking about here. He's not a monster. The man decided to

grow a garden rather than take care of his own family.

Wendell and I had a small online business, but you kind of need to be on

grid for that.

Thankfully, my father was able to help.

He moved in with us.

Did Wendell ever talk about taking the girls out of the city? All the time. He

bought a cabin out in Upland, said he wanted to become one with nature, live

the land. Can we stop talking now and start looking for my granddaughters? Mr.

Ashford, we cannot put out an ember alert until the girls have been missing

at least 24 hours. What we can do is issue a bolo for Wendell's car, and we

visit the home.

Mia, do you think there's any chance he might harm them?

I honestly don't know.

State Department says Wendell done applied for two minor passports last

for Elliot Page. If the guy got his dream house in the country, do we really

believe he'd just leave it behind?

He might have if he thought he was about to lose custody.

According to this report from Child Protective Services, Wendell was found

unstable and could be a danger to his daughter. All right, call TSA and check

flight manifests and border crossings. Maybe he wanted to take these girls out

of more than Houston City. I'll go check his house.

Don't forget Morgan.

Oh, how could I?

Can I be totally honest?

Please. I've only worked here for a couple weeks.

But I've studied the people in this building closely.

I know that pit in your stomach's not going anywhere until your girls are

but I promise you, you're in good hands.

Make sure she eats something.

Guillory, filter.

We're going to Wendy Dunn's house.

Oh, look at this.

Solar panels, rain barrels, compost bin. This Wendell guy really is an eco

-warrior, huh?

Oh, no.

Do you see this?

Ellie was holding this in one of the pictures I saw. And it was a

photo, which means it's probably her favorite. So she wouldn't have left it

behind unless she didn't have a choice.

No, she wouldn't.

Hello?

Mr. Dunn?

Detective Karadak, LAPD.

Guy cans his own jam.

Knows what he's capable of.

All clear.

Mr. Dunn must have left in a hurry. Maybe. My kids don't love clearing their

plates under any circumstances.

A greenhouse.

Peppers, zucchini, malabar spinach, cucamelon, gorilla.

I get it. You know your vegetables.

Most of those are fruits.

Thank you very much.

Elliot went through a bit of a permaculture phase last summer.

Well, then I'll leave the gardening to you guys. It's not really my thing. Come

on, Morgan, the clock's ticking. Wendell planted cucumbers and tomatoes next to

each other? Are you critiquing our suspect's garden now? Cucumbers and

are not companion plants. Wendell would never plant them side by side.

They compete for the same nutrients. They have completely different watering

needs, which might explain why they're not thriving.

Okay. Are you saying that you think Wendell made a mistake in the way that

arranged this garden?

No.

He wouldn't do that. You saw how he lives.

These haven't even rooted yet.

What are you saying, Lauren?

I think this space was empty until Wendell moved all these plants in here

the last few days. But you just said that he would never do that. Yeah, he

wouldn't. Unless he had a reason. Something to hide.

Or someone.

Wendell didn't have anything to hide.

Someone else did.

Him.

Looks like

cause of death was a blow to the back of the head.

And that's our murder weapon? Indeed.

Medical examiner thinks Wendell died sometime in the last 12 hours.

Have them rush autopsy and tool mark analysis just to make sure. If whoever

killed Wendell kidnapped those girls, they could be halfway across the country

by now. No sign of the girls anywhere?

No. We didn't see any disturbed soil anywhere else on the property, so I

the girls were taken alive.

Now our primary suspect is dead.

Mm -hmm.

If the girls saw their father murdered, it's possible that the killer's holding

them to keep them quiet.

Or the killer came for the girls and the dad got in the way.

Hey, anything door -to -door? No, the neighbors are too far to have seen or

heard anything.

So I went to the cafe where Wendell sells veggies. The owner saw him in an

argument with a woman yesterday.

You got a name? Only a description. She's 30, long red hair, glasses.

Maybe Wendell got a new girlfriend.

I don't know about that. The guy's still wearing his wedding ring.

Like that ever stopped anybody.

Check this out.

Morgan found this photo hidden in Wendell's survivalist handbook.

Maybe it's his parents?

Find out.

I'll see if Mia's family knows a woman that fits the description.

Hold on.

You put out an Amber Alert for the girl 30 minutes ago.

I did.

You know all Amber Alerts go through me.

Why'd you break protocol?

Every second counts.

She's rubbing off on you.

Who?

Who do you think?

Wait for the crisis to arrive. Assume it's already here. Because what we do by

choice today may be a necessity tomorrow.

That man just wanted his girls to be prepared for anything.

There's nothing in this book that can teach you how to survive losing your

father. Yeah, there's nothing that can prepare you for that.

You guys see those fresh tire tracks out there?

We're trying to determine the type of vehicle.

Good.

Because Belly and Paige were taken by a stranger and not a family member, their

odds of being found alive dropped 42%.

John Ashford owns Ashford Luxury Estate, a global portfolio of luxury hotels.

Are we sure this isn't one of them?

No wonder Mia wanted to move back home.

Yeah, her father's a very wealthy man, which means we can't rule out a ransom.

And he hated Wendell, so we can't rule him out as a setback.

Right.

Too many balconies.

I can't believe that he's dead.

Do you think he was murdered?

We know so, sir. We found him this morning. My condolences.

Wait, if the girls aren't with him, where are they?

What does this mean?

We hope to have more leads soon.

The day he died, Wendell was seen arguing with a woman with long red hair,

glasses in her 30s.

Any idea what that might have been?

I'm sorry, no.

Can you excuse me for a moment? I'm going to use your restroom. That's okay.

You're good?

Thank you.

Mr. and Mrs. Ashford like to collect expensive things, don't they? They do.

You know what I think?

I think we should teach them how to share.

If you think of anything or hear from anyone,

call me, day or night.

We will.

I'll be in touch when we know more.

Thank you.

It's pretty sad about Wendell, right? Yeah, he was a sweet man.

Was he?

Just not a good father?

Oh, no. He adored those girls.

Really?

Do you know him well? Do you spend a lot of time with him?

Yeah.

Last weekend, he swung by to get homework. Paige forgot in her room.

I went upstairs to get it, and when I came back down, I saw him.

coming out of Mr.

Ashford's office.

What do you think he was doing in there? I don't know.

Let's go.

Thank you.

Well,

that was fast. It only takes a few fingers on it to catch on. I called in a

favor. Hopefully it pays off.

Oz, how we doing?

Over 100 calls and no credible leads.

So these girls have been missing for 15 hours, and all we have is a description

of a red -haired woman who had a fight with our victim the day he died.

And she had glasses.

Spectacles. Where is it? It's right here.

Did someone take my report from Child Protective Services?

Special care.

Uh, could we not call me that? Yeah, I don't love it either. Did you read the

CPS report from Wendell's custody dispute?

None of it's true.

It says he was raising the girls with dietary deficiencies, feeding them junk.

You saw that garden?

Ever heard of a parent who wants to hog all the veggies for themselves?

It doesn't make any sense.

Skip ahead to insufficient educational environment.

What was insufficient about it? Not enough iPads? If Wendell Dunn was a bad

parent, what does that make me? Tell me I'm wrong.

You're not wrong.

Wendell never mistreated those girls. They loved him. The maid loved him. I

mean, I think I loved him. The only person who seems to have hated him was

social worker who wrote those lies.

Sarah Keller.

Nice glasses.

Everything in their power to find these girls.

Thanks for talking to us today, Sarah.

Did you hear about Wendell Dunn?

Yeah, it was all over the news.

Do you know what happened to him?

That's why we're here. You wrote a pretty severe CPS report on him. Very

I'm sorry, who is she?

Morgan.

My job at CPS is to assess risk and anticipate incidents in order to keep

kids out of harm's way. I see. That must be a big responsibility.

Very big.

Yeah, it is.

Uh -oh. Oh, boy.

I sure have gotten a few of these in my day.

Makes it hard not to hate the mailman, doesn't it?

I also can't help but notice you and I buy the same dish soap, only $2 .95 with

tax. And that tells me that you're short on cash, just like me. And yet...

You were just able to take a trip to Kauai.

What makes you think that? Oh, well, the lei still has fresh green berries from

the Mokihana plant native to the island. See, I've only ever been able to travel

there in my mind, because like I just said, I'm typically pretty broke, you

know? Quick question, and please feel free to not answer this one without an

attorney present.

How comfy are those super soft slippers at a luxury five -star resort?

Geez, I just wonder what the A...

possibly stand for?

Why'd you write all those mean things about that super sweet dead guy? Did

rich old man give you a stay in one of his hotels in exchange for you making

son -in -law look like a crazy person when really he's just a very loving

who wanted what was best for his girls and the entire planet?

Do I need a lawyer?

I mean, yeah.

We know you and Wendell had an argument yesterday.

Mr. Ashford knows a lot of people.

If I hadn't done what he said, I could have lost my job. And if Wendell had

reported you, you would have lost it too, right?

Oh, you think that I killed him?

Tell us why we shouldn't.

Wendell asked to meet me. He said he was going to go public about what Mr.

Ashford did. I said I would write a new report, but he refused.

He said that his father -in -law bought out a lot of people and that it was time

to stop.

Wait, I'm sorry, so Mr. Ashford bribed others? Wendell said he had evidence to

bring him down, stop him from destroying the planet with any more hotels.

I tried to change his mind, but I couldn't, so I... I left.

Keep using your words.

I told Mr. Ashford what Wendell was planning to do.

And what exactly did you think Mr. Ashford would do?

You should be out looking for Paige and Ellie, not whatever this is. He wasn't

even here last night. Tell him, Curtis. We had a drive to one of his properties

in San Diego. We weren't back until 10. How was traffic?

Bad.

The traffic's always bad.

Need one of those tickets from the toll?

No, fast pass.

Yeah, write down your make and model.

We'll check the cameras.

Or you could just get to the truth, Curtis. Did Mr. Ashford pressure you to

Curtis.

He did.

I don't know where Mr. Ashford was last night, but I didn't drive him anywhere.

John would never hurt the girls.

Mia, tell him.

Well, we'll keep you informed.

Where is she?

Excuse me.

What are you doing in John's office?

We've still got to find the girls.

The maid told me she saw Wendell coming out of here.

Look.

Pink streets.

Just like the photo of the couple by the pool.

I don't think Mr. Ashford would hurt those girls, but we still need to get

to tell us where they are.

If you have any actual evidence, now would be the time, Detective.

Oh, don't worry. I'm on your schedule, Counsel.

Mr. Ashford, is this one of your hotels?

Could be. I have quite a few.

Wendell actually printed that up from the computer in your home office.

Oh, by the way, you should really consider replacing your ink jets there.

see these streaks? It's like a signature.

If he needs to tag us in, do you guys have, like, a signal or something?

Karen, I can handle this. Go ahead.

Yeah. Yeah.

You know,

none of us could understand why Wendell had this photo on him until we zoomed in

on the woman here. We noticed one of your hotel bags.

Well done.

You've proven that my client's hotels provide guests with wonderful swag.

We made some calls, actually, and it turns out that gentleman in the photo

actually a judge on the San Mateo County Superior Court.

A few years ago, he allowed you to build one of your lovely hotels in a

protected area, despite complaints from environmental groups that your hotel

would have devastating impacts on the sensitive coastal environment.

Are you sleeping okay?

Yeah. I'm a little tired.

A few months prior, believe it or not.

The same judge was in the Maldives with his wife at one of your lovely resorts.

Now, I've never really understood the difference between a hotel or a resort,

and quite honestly, I don't really care.

But what I do know is that the judge invited his entire family to celebrate

60th. Pricey. But I think he gave you the real gift, didn't he? I mean, the

freedom to do whatever you wanted so long as nobody found out.

But Wendell did, and Wendell had evidence, and Wendell was going public.

Even if your allegations were true.

Mr. Dunn's unavailable to testify.

Sarah is.

You remember Sarah, John? Sarah Keller, the social worker that you pressured,

the one who called to warn you? Right after, you texted this number.

Must speak.

Urgent.

Now, that text was sent to a prepaid phone purchase at a gas station.

Who did you text?

My client has no further comments.

I bet.

I think your client pays guys.

Prepaid phones to make problems go away.

And your son -in -law, Wendell Boyle, boy, he was a problem, wasn't he, John?

would never tell anyone to hurt the girl's father.

Well, that's a relief.

Anyway, if Ellie and Paige witnessed the murder of their father, they can

certainly identify who did it, so I guess I only have one question for you.

How long do you think your prepaid phone guy is willing to risk leaving your

granddaughters alive?

Please.

Mr. Ashford told me how to find him.

His name is Eddie Malone.

We have eyes on the suspect.

Guys, he's going for his pocket. He could have a weapon.

It's keys, you guys. He was just going for his keys in his pocket. We're good.

We're good.

Let's move.

So Eddie admits that Mr. Ashford paid him to keep Wendell quiet. But he

that when he got to Wendell's house, he saw Mia arguing with him and left. Mia

never mentioned she saw Wendell the day he died. No, but if she knew Wendell was

going public with information that would ruin her father, she had motive.

What? Motive to what?

Kill her ex -husband?

Please tell me you're not taking this man's word over a mother of two who's

desperate to find her girls. We need to consider all options. That's how we get

Paige and Ellie home. Okay, but this is a guy you call when you need things

cleaned up, right? We can't trust him. You're right. And I can see him killing

Wendell. But planting rows of potatoes over his body?

They were tomatoes. And why not? I can picture it.

Well, the fresh tire track at Wendell's house turned out to be a mess for Mia's

car.

We got a text from Oz about an hour ago, but Mia wasn't a suspect at the time,

so... What? And she is now? Come on, you guys. Use your imaginations.

She could have swung by to grab some rutabagas or the girl's homework.

Or, you know, they're trying to iron out the details of a nasty divorce.

No. Get this.

Mia Ashford wrote you $100 ,000 just before the banks closed today.

I had a unit swing by a parent's house, but they don't know where she is. Okay,

why don't we just call the woman and ask her to explain herself?

She's in your phone.

Yeah, she was upset. We talked.

Exchange numbers.

This is Mia. Please leave a message.

Okay, listen to me. Are you seriously saying that you think Mia killed her ex

-husband and kidnapped her own kids? I'm saying we can't rule it out.

Parental abductions happen. Yeah, they sure do. And if the girls are with their

mother, at least we know they're not in danger.

Oh!

That's great. That's great. So the one thing that we do agree on is that the

woman's not planning on murdering her own two children. That's so great. It

feels so great to be on the same page. She might be keeping the girls quiet if

they witness Mia kill their father. Look, look, it's late.

There's nothing more we can do tonight. I want you all to go home and get some

rest, but leave your phones on. Should another lead come up, we're right back

here. In the meantime, our friend Eddie spends the night. And Daphne, move Mia's

photo over to the suspect side of the case board. Oh, my God. We need to find

her. Until she gives us the answer, we consider her a suspect.

You cannot be serious. This is so stupid. Morgan, no one's saying that

wrong, but you have to understand. I understand this woman.

She's terrified.

She doesn't know where I killed her.

And I promised her that she could trust us.

You all right? Yeah, fine.

You know, the lab is still testing the van for evidence. Maybe they'll find...

You and I both know they're not going to find anything.

That's what Eddie does. He cleans up.

Remember? Do I need to explain to you how enzyme -based cleaners break down

proteins in blood? You heard Soda.

Right, Morgan? She said we all need to go get some rest, especially you.

Yeah, gosh, everyone's got such great advice. Let me tell you something. I

didn't rest... for the 27 hours leading up to finding out that two little girls

were kidnapped. Wait, what? Are you serious?

So I'm not sure what you think is going to happen when I lay my head down on my

pillow tonight, knowing that Ellie and Paige are still out there. You think I'm

just going to drift right off to sweet slumberland, you know, maybe recharge my

batteries? I can guarantee you there'll be no resting.

You told Mia she could trust us.

But maybe, just maybe, we can't trust her.

Either way, you and I are on the same team here, Morgan.

Hey, Mama.

Hi.

Thanks for staying late.

Yeah. How's everybody here?

We're doing great.

We got some leftover pizza for you.

I'm going to put this little lady down before I head out.

Be nice.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. No, don't throw that away. You saved that for the compost.

What compost?

The compost we're getting tomorrow. We're getting the compost.

What am I supposed to do with this until then? Just, like, hang on to it?

Yeah, hang on to it. Come here first.

Mom? Yeah?

You okay?

Yes. Better now.

I've seen enough.

I love you. Love you, too.

Have you been on that thing all day?

I'm watching an eight -part docuseries on CRISPR technology.

Well, that's a lot of parts. Why don't you do four tonight and four tomorrow?

But I am already on part seven.

All right, well, move it away from your face a little bit, and when you're done,

I want an essay on both the science and the ethics. Okay. Okay?

Love you, buddy. Bye.

You know how to clear a room?

Everything okay?

There's just things that we care about that we shouldn't and things that we

don't care about that we should, and we really got to figure out which is which

because I would love to have a world for my kids to grow up in.

Uh -huh.

Cold or microwave?

I don't know.

I'm sorry. No more questions. I'm sure you have enough in your head already.

I'm sorry.

It's not you. You're great. My brain just wouldn't work today, and I really

needed it to.

Hey, you with half a brain beat the rest of us on our best day.

Those little girls deserve to have it be my best day. The girls were laughing

yesterday afternoon around 3 p .m.

There was nothing in the spotlight.

Someone moved that Buddha. Why?

They moved the Buddha because they wanted to open the cabinet, but nothing

looked like it was missing.

Nothing was missing, so something was switched.

Do you see?

Something was switched.

It's a go, then.

Closed. Doesn't look like it.

How did you know I'd be here?

Well, Google told me that this guy is an expert in Chinese antiques, and your

mom loves China.

Honestly, I think your family is hogging all the books on the subject.

So tell me, am I correct that the Ming at your parents' house is a fake?

Because it had a little boy playing Colin Maillard on it, and that wouldn't

exactly be historically accurate, would it? Well... No, it's not, because Colin

Maillard became a hit in the 16th century, so little boys wouldn't be

in the Ming. You know what? It doesn't matter. That's not the point. The point

is, the Ming at your parents' house is not real because you put a fake in there

to replace the real one, which is right here.

Right?

So tell me, Mia, why do you need so much cash?

None of your business.

Could you give us the room, please?

The police should be out there finding your daughters, not running all over

looking for you. I can't speak to the police. Well, great. I'm not the police.

A man called me saying that he had paid Denali, and if I don't give him 200

grand by tonight, that they'll end up like Wendell. I could only withdraw half

from the bank, so... Mia, we have to call the police. No, no, no. If I call

police, he'll kill him. That's what he said. Please.

That's why I couldn't go to my parents for the money, because I knew they would

start making calls.

Why didn't you tell me you saw Wendell before he died?

I couldn't tell anyone, not without sending my father to jail.

I only went to Wendell's to beg him not to report my father, but he wouldn't

listen, so I went home.

Look, my father is a flawed man, but he's always been there for me and the

girls. I'm sorry.

When's the meet?

Tonight at midnight.

Texted a location.

Please believe me, I have no idea who kidnapped my daughters.

I'm going with you.

Are you sure that's a good idea? No, I have no idea. What I do know is that I'm

not going to let you do this alone.

And now you're scared.

You got this.

Mia, step out of the car, please. Keep your hands where I can see them.

Please, wait. My girls. Wait, wait, wait. Hang on, hang on. Let me explain.

We're going to go down to the station. We're going to handle this the right

Stop. You need to trust each other. You called the cops? No, I didn't. I called

him. Why?

Because if these were my kids, I would want him here.

She needs to take that. No, she doesn't. Meredith, this is a ransom. If I don't

pay this guy, my girls will die. Please.

Speakerphone.

Where are my daughters?

I'll test the location.

Either in five minutes or they die.

I have to go. No, you don't. As long as you don't give the man what he wants,

your girls are safe.

He said five minutes. It's too soon. I need backup. Keredek, they'd never make

it here in time.

Please.

Morgan, give her your phone.

What is he doing?

Answer it.

Okay, keep that in your pocket so I can hear everything. If anything happens,

I'll step in.

Okay. Let's go.

Morgan, stay here.

Yes?

Morgan.

Okay.

Now what?

Look, the bag.

Let me talk to my girls first.

Exactly as I tell you.

I put a car tracker in the money bag. Come on.

It's okay. It's okay.

They're not in there.

It's not her fault.

No?

It was my call. Uh -huh.

Who are you, you short son of a bitch?

Come on.

Think.

Oh, my God.

I know who took the girl.

When I first saw him parked outside, I was like, why would he park under that

tree? That doesn't make any sense. The birds and the leaves, the cleanup of the

car would be a nightmare. And then I realized, oh, he's... park there because

can see inside Mia's bedroom window from the mirror.

Curtis is in love with Mia. Now, when he couldn't win big at gambling, he

figured why not give the ransom game a try because he was going to need money

he wanted to sweep an Ashford off her feet. So he planned to kidnap the girl

get the money to win her hand and was the knight in shining armor for Mia

the most traumatic day of her life to win her heart.

But how?

We were so focused on John's fake alibi, but it was really Curtis who was hiding

behind it. He must have shown up to Wendell's in the middle of dinner, got

a fight with him. the greenhouse where he killed him, buried the body, then

back inside to take the girl.

Wendell didn't deserve Mia.

The horrible farm that he forced her to live on, and then the custody that you

and our father's in prison, I... I couldn't let him hurt my family.

So you loved Mia.

That's why you killed Wendell, and that's why you kidnapped Mia's girls.

No, no, I was gonna bring the girls back.

And play the hero? Was that your big plan? You wanted to stage a dramatic

rescue? Tell me where they are. I don't know where they are!

too late for you to do the right thing.

Just tell me where you took Ellie and Paige.

If they're really family to you, then let's bring them home safe.

He took them to the San Gabriel Mountains.

He said they ran off this morning and he couldn't find them. San Gabriel is

huge.

970 square miles with a range and elevation spanning 8 ,500 feet. They've

out there for hours.

Call search and rescue. I want aerial support and EMS on site. Got it.

Number one, when lost, go north. How would the girls know that? The book says

you have three options, moth, sun, or migratory bird.

Moth.

Ellie!

Paige!

Ellie!

Walnut shells.

Rule number two, feed off forest resources.

Rule number three.

Indicate your presence with a recognizable sign. Over here!

This way!

Help me!

Let's take shelter while you wait for help.

Well, today was a good day.

It was a good day, wasn't it?

I owe you something, Morgan. A thank you for trusting me.

Did I do that?

When you texted me to come help you guys with the kidnapper.

Yeah. I mean, you gave me enough time to get there.

You didn't give me enough time to call for backup, though, which once I

the career -ending debacle you threw me into... Were you thanking me? Is that

how this whole rant started?

Yeah.

Well, I would like to thank you for not going full Rambo First Blood Part 2 like

I know you wanted to.

You think this will ever happen again?

Us trusting each other. I don't. I don't. It was good while it lasted,

It was fine.

Guillory.

Come here.

Are we hugging?

Absolutely not.

Okay, well, take it easy. Just say it like that.

My badge?

What?

Oh, I must have lost it. You lost it, and I found it in the woods.

Get some rest, detective.

You too, consultant.