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That's him, that's him!

Mr. Barrow. Got time for a picture?

Teddy.

Sure.

- What's your name?
- Joanna.

Joanna, it's good to meet you.

She wants to be an astronaut.

Oh, yeah? And after you go to space,
I want a picture with you.

- Deal?
- Deal.

Go on, honey.

What's it like up there?

Well, um, I'll tell you.

You never get tired of the view,
16 sunrises, 16 sunsets every day.

And it has its challenges…

but I hope you get to see it someday.

Thanks for this.

- You folks have a good day.
- You too.

That was so cool.

Now we're running late.
Come on, we can cut through it this way.

Excuse us.

- You all right?
- Yeah, I'm good.

Uh, just a little nervous
about giving the speech.

Hey!

What the hell? What is wrong with people?

Teddy, are you okay?

Teddy? Oh, my God.

What is happening? What is happening?

Oh, my God. Get help! Get help!
Somebody help!

So you're just gonna fly to New York
and knock on Willa Quinn's door?

I've gone through all the proper channels.

So far I've been ghosted and shut down
by a receptionist named Cleo.

So I'm just gonna go.

I'm tired of waiting.

Yeah, me too.
All right, well, Ludo can watch the kids.

- I just got to run home...
- Absolutely not, Morgan.

Don't do this, okay? I'm going with you.

All right, I need to talk to this woman.

Soto is right. It's too risky, Morgan.

Willa's too much of an unknown,
and what we do know worries me.

She erases problems for billionaires.

Her clients are senators and CEOs,

half the people
who make the rules we enforce.

- I understand. And the other half...
- Enough.

- I'm going alone.
- Going where?

New York City.

I'm looking for a woman named Willa Quinn.

- Her name was given to us by...
- Erik Hayworth.

Yeah, I know about him.

And Arthur.

All of it.

So you understand why I need
to keep the circle small.

Sure.

- You're leaving now?
- I got a plane to catch.

- Okay, if I go with you...
- Stop.

And if it gets messy with Willa?

Then it'll be my ass on the line,
not yours.

I'm sure you have other things
to take care of, Captain.

Oh, just dinner with my old man.

Trust me,

I'd rather go with you,
but I'm sure you'll keep us all posted.

Feel free to use my office.

Looks like you two are on the way
to the Biltmore Hotel.

- Got a high-profile murder on our hands.
- Who is it?

Teddy Barrow, former astronaut,
news says he's a big deal.

Yeah, he's a big deal, 680 days
on the International Space Station.

Everything okay?

Yeah,
I'm just glad Elliot's stuck at school.

I'm gonna have Detectives Ozdil
and Forrester meet you there.

Teddy Barrow was on his way to give
a keynote speech at a business symposium.

We're questioning all the attendants,
but the event was publicized online,

so anyone in the world
could have known he'd be here.

How do you kill someone with a pie?

Must have been laced
with some kind of toxin.

Bystanders seem to be okay.

Hazmat cleaned and cleared the area,
so it's not airborne.

And the woman who did this?

Teddy's aide chased her,
but she got away.

This was taken right before it happened.

You can see the attacker
in the background.

Anyone else get a look at her?

Victim's fiancée was next
to him when it happened.

Heidi Choi.
Paramedics are checking her out right now,

- but it looks like she'll be okay.
- Morgan and I will talk to her.

You guys get any footage
the hotel has of the attack

and push forensics
to rush labs on the pie.

Find out what the hell we're dealing with.

Teddy and I,
we worked together for 12 years,

me on the ISS ground team
and him going up.

We always had feelings for each other,
but we agreed to keep it professional.

Then about a month ago,
he changed his mind on a dime.

We went on a few dates.

Things moved really fast, and…

…before you knew it,
he was asking me to marry him.

I'm so sorry.

At first, I thought that woman was
pulling some sort of terrible prank,

and then…

I saw that Teddy… He couldn't breathe and…

It's okay. Take your time.

I'm sorry, um,
we got the hotel security footage.

You do not need to watch this.

It's all right. I wanna help.

Do you recognize her?

No, I don't. I'm sorry.

It's okay.

If we have any other questions,
we'll let you know.

We checked every angle.
None give a good look at the woman's face.

No, we can still run it
through facial recognition.

- Maybe we'll get lucky.
- I think we just did.

You said this woman
outran everyone, right?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, check out this footwork.
She is really booking it.

This woman is a serious runner.

Look at these impressions.

She was wearing track spikes,

and since the spikes are all clustered up
at the front,

our killer was also a sprinter.

And based on her speed
and how much ground she covered,

I'm guessing 11 seconds in the 100,
give or take.

- D1 speed, no wonder no one caught her.
- Yeah, and look at this.

Her shoes are custom colors.

Yeah, red with a black heel stripe.

That's St. Emily's Women's College.

They have a D1 track and field team.

My ex went there. She was a big runner.

Ran far away from commitment.

Yeah, I just checked their roster.

Only one sprinter there clocks
an 11-second 100, Arden Prescott.

Let's pay a little visit to St. Emily's,
see if we can track her down.

- Track her down.
- You gonna do this all day?

- I'll stop.
- I think that's for the best.

What time is it?
Yeah, I'll have to meet you there.

She had to bolt.

Hey, can I come in?

You heard about Teddy Barrow, huh?

I have a news alert.

When did you find out?

Well, actually,
I just got assigned to his case.

- Really?
- Yep.

Wow.

I'm really sorry.
I know how important he was to you.

I still can't believe he wrote me back

about how he was fixing
the solar array wing

on the STS-126 mission.

- I really wanted to meet him.
- I know you did.

And I wish you could have

because I bet you two have a lot
in common.

Do you know what happened?

We're working on it.

I don't understand.

Teddy was so nice to everyone,
and everyone loved him.

I don't know why anyone would want
to hurt him.

That's what I'm gonna find out.

I mean, I pretty much promised him that
we'd figure out what happened to Teddy.

Well, losing our heroes can be tough,
even if we've never met 'em.

Yeah, and he basically inherited my brain,
so unless he gets some answers,

he's never going
to stop thinking about it.

Let's get him some.

- LAPD, I'm assuming you're Christine?
- Yeah.

We're looking for your roommate,
Arden Prescott.

'Kay.

Uh, she's not answering her cell phone,
and we spoke to her parents.

They don't know where she is either.

She's not here.

You mind if we come in?

Christine,
when's the last time you saw Arden?

Um… maybe, like, yesterday.

- So did she sleep here last night?
- I don't know.

Maybe.

Any idea where she might be now?

Look, she's just, like,
my assigned roommate.

I don't really know her that well
and I gotta get to class, so…

Mind if we keep looking around?

Knock yourselves out.

Well, this place is gross.

Should've grabbed one of those
hazmat suits from the crime scene.

Christine could be hiding somebody.
Nobody can be that oblivious.

I don't know.

Teenagers are
pretty good at ignoring things.

Judging by this room,
the two are polar opposites,

so I wouldn't be surprised
if they never speak at all.

How can you tell whose stuff is whose?

Because of what we know
about them already.

Christine can't be bothered.
She keeps to herself.

So those are
her noise-canceling headphones.

Plus you saw her sense of fashion.

She's into anime, she loves fake nails.

And then there's Arden, the performer.

She works out,

she posts online,

and she sings.

Which tells us that this is Arden's desk.

Whoa, Morgan, keep your distance.
There's an empty pie box in here.

We'll get it over to forensics.

You see anything else around here that
would indicate why Arden might do this?

No.

But maybe she can.
I recognize her from one of Arden's posts.

That's Sister Lucy.
She's her track and field coach.

Yeah, also her choir director.

Two of Arden's worlds in one.

Hopefully, she's more helpful
than the roommate.

A singing, jogging nun?
That's what I should have been.

This meal is almost over, and I still
don't know how you're gonna fix this.

Look, I have two kids,
and every time they turn on the TV...

They hear their father's a crook.

I know it's awful.

We will just go door-to-door and smash
every television their friends own.

Problem solved.

Larry, don't lose your sense of humor.

A bigger scandal's coming.

You'll disappear.

Willa Quinn,
I'm Lieutenant Selena Soto with the LAPD.

And yet here you are.

We're in the middle of a private convers...

I'll be quick.

I just need your help
clearing some things up.

Mmm. Oh, you have to try this.
It's a truffle mousse.

They train dogs in Alba
to go and find the truffles,

and then they wrap them in linen…
…and ship them overnight.

I'm good, thank you.

Larry, tell her it's a clean spoon.

- It's a clean spoon.
- I've already eaten.

Well, I suppose you could have grabbed
something quick

when you changed planes in…

Dallas?

Okay, what did you want to clear up? Sit.

I think we should speak in private.

Oh, honey, with the amount
that I know about this one,

he's not barking unless I tell him to.

And you already interrupted our lunch.
Sit down.

We've been investigating the disappearance
of a man named Roman Sinquerra.

Your name came up.

There's a woman in Florida, 27,
with the same name.

- I'd start with her.
- I'm starting with you.

Okay.

Call my office
and have them set up an appointment.

Cleo hasn't returned my calls.

Marvin, that's who you wanna call.

I've already taken care of the check.

I figured I needed
to buy some time with you.

It's pricey.

But hopefully, it'll be worth it.

Now that is a strategic type
of generosity.

It's very New York.

Let me guess, um…

Brooklyn? Sunset Park?

- Staten Island?
- Wrong bridge.

Queens. I grew up in Corona.

And now you're LAPD.

You're a bit out of your jurisdiction.

We already have someone in custody
who's willing to talk, Erik Hayworth.

So if you're willing
to tell us what you know…

give me a call later tonight.

I'm staying at the Wheaton.

Enjoy the dog food.

All right, we'll talk later.

Wait, you said another scandal
was going to...

Check your phone, Larry.

Wow.

Uh, miss?

The check.

Tox screen's in.

The pie contained VX nerve agent.

- No way.
- Mm-hmm.

Like in The Rock?

Nic Cage, Ed Harris?
VX was a big part of that.

Have you ever seen a movie?

All I know is it's lethal.

Exposure comes through inhalation
or the skin,

causes immediate paralysis and death.

Not exactly the kind
of thing you can buy on the street.

Well, the nun's here.
Maybe she can tell us where Arden got it.

This is a weird case.

None of this makes any sense.

I've known Arden since her freshman year.

She's a bit vain,
but she'd never hurt a fly.

And she never mentioned anything
about a Teddy Barrow?

Never.

- Any idea where Arden is now?
- No.

You're a good nun, Sister,
'cause you're a pretty bad liar.

What your hand's doing right now,
covering your neck like that?

It's something people, mostly women,
do when they're uncomfortable.

You know more than you're telling us,
don't you?

And it's killing you.

On our way in here, we learned that a rare
nerve agent was used to kill Teddy Barrow.

If Arden was approached by foreign actors,

maybe at an international track
and field event,

there are ways that we can help her,
but only if she comes in.

You have to tell us where she is.

Arden?

These people are from the police.

Wait. You're turning me in?

You said that you'd help me.

She is helping you.
Trust me, it's gonna go better this way.

Hang on a second. Is this your backpack?

Yeah.

If I'm going on the run, I'm not exactly
filling my go bag with textbooks.

You didn't know you were gonna
be on the run

when you left the room this morning.

Sister Lucy says you didn't know
what was in the pie. Is that true?

Okay, no, I swear I didn't know.

We still have to bring you in.
Technically, you did kill Teddy Barrow.

But I think somebody set you up.

I've been trying to gain more followers,

maybe a sponsor.

So I started posting my training routine,

diet, sometimes songs,

and then I got this DM

from a big viral video producer,
Folly Box,

saying he loved my stuff and he wanted me
to do a video for his channel.

He's got hundreds of prank videos.

They get millions of views.

Did you meet this Folly Box in person?

No, just DMs. That's how it works.

You know, Folly Box sends you a box,
like, with instructions,

whatever outfit you have to wear,
and you do it.

No questions asked?

Never checked if the person you were DMing
with really was who they said they were?

Detectives, I'm gonna advise my client
to stop talking.

Counsel, we're trying to help your client,

and the best way for her
to help us do that is to cooperate.

I think we can all assume at this point

that it wasn't really the producer
who contacted you.

What was in the box you got?

A pie, mask, gloves, a photo of the guy,

and instructions where and when to do it.

It said hidden cameras
would pick everything up.

I didn't know the pie was poisoned.

I never even heard of Teddy Barrow
until it was all over the news.

I didn't think anyone would believe me
except for Sister Lucy.

We need to hold you
for a little while longer,

but, if your story checks out

and you give us access to your account

so we can track down this prank producer,

I'll let the DA know you're being helpful.

Sound good?

She said my flight connected in Dallas,
but that wasn't a guess.

- That lady knew I was coming.
- How?

I'm not really sure, but I am telling you
we cannot underestimate her.

Okay, here's what we're going to do.

First, you are ordering
a bottle of wine, on me.

Cheapest one is 110 bucks.

First, you are cracking open
those mixed nuts, on me.

How is it I just met this woman,

and it already feels
like she's one step ahead?

Don't let her get in your head.

She got lucky, that's all.

You'll find a way to get her to talk.
You always do.

How's Soto?
How are things going in New York?

Pretty good from as far as I could tell.

Look, I get why you're not thrilled
about me being in the Roman investigation,

but the more I know,
the more useful I can be to you.

Yeah, I gotta say,
I'm, um, having a hard time buying that

based on everything you've done
since you've been here.

Yeah. That's fair.

I'd like to be honest about it,
but I'm not sure how it will end.

You want to take a crack at it?

I come from a family
where truth was something you negotiated.

Okay.

My dad used to say politicians and cops
are the same animal in different collars.

Both were good at smiling
while they pocket the knife.

You grow up around that,
you develop some habits.

So your dad was also super confusing
when he spoke to people. Cool.

Morgan, when I got here,
I didn't know who to trust.

I didn't know who was going to let me in
or who was going to cut me out.

Soto, Karadec, the whole pen, really.

So I tested them.

I rattled some cages
to see what would give.

You certainly did.

- And what'd you find?
- They're good people.

I forgot some cops can be honest.

Morgan, I did my own digging on Quinn.

You need somebody
who spent their whole life

spotting the lie inside the lie.

Gotta get back to work.

Reached out to the FBI
for some background.

This isn't the first time VX has been used
to kill someone like this.

2017, North Korean refugee,
two women splashed him in the face.

They thought it was a prank show.

No one ever figured out
who pulled the strings.

- Such a weird way to kill someone.
- Mmm.

Think it's the same person?

More likely
it's where our killer got the idea.

The Bureau had more to share.
Turn the page.

Teddy Barrow logged a lot
of time in Russia with cosmonauts.

It's normal for astronauts,

but some folks thought
he was getting too comfortable.

Maybe hearing and sharing
some things he shouldn't.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm okay.

I'm just hoping I don't have to tell
my kid his dead astronaut hero is shady.

- Hmm. It's too late right now, but…
- What are you thinking?

I'm thinking we need to talk
to Teddy's fiancée, Heidi,

again in the morning.

See if she was engaged to a spy.

Excuse me. Selena, I'm so glad you came.

How's the dress fit?

- Fine.
- Good.

Don't remove the tag.

It's because I need you to return it
on your way to the airport.

Why am I here?

Ms. Quinn, a photo please?

I hate it when they do that.

You have to be so careful
who you're seen with these days.

Come, let's get a drink.

Tonight's Lyme.

Next month, pediatrics,
cancer and the wetlands.

Each cause fighting for…

every dollar.

- None of which is why I'm here.
- Mmm.

Right, why are you here again?

To look into Roman Sinquerra's abduction.

Don't mistake my silence for guilt,
Lieutenant.

Silence is a language for people who
can afford not to explain themselves.

Well, I got 25 years on the force
that says otherwise.

I have zero to offer you,
but I'm sure you didn't come all this way

without doing your homework.

Well, let's see, I know that you grew up
in North Jersey,

oldest child of Meredith,

a public-school teacher, and Ray, who
worked for an industrial laundry service.

Cute.

Did you get that online?

Did it also say that my dad believed
in the value of labor

and his word

- and the American Dream?
- Not you?

He was on the job for 30 years.
They cut back his hours.

He lost his insurance.

Then his union slow-walked him
to the grave.

He died at 51 from a heart attack,
shoveling snow in front of the house

we were about to lose.

My mom taught public school for 40 years.

And she was devout.

Never missed a mass.

She prayed…
…through my brother's leukemia,

then she prayed through her own cancer,

lighting candles for a God
that never answered.

Why are you telling me this?

Because my parents believed
in rules that don't exist.

And systems that failed them.

Justice doesn't show up
because you deserve it, hmm?

It's doled out by people
in rooms like this.

Well, if you've done this…

to impress me or scare me,
then you didn't do your homework.

I didn't come all this way
to leave empty-handed.

- I will call Marvin…
- Mmm.

…and get some time on your schedule.

Enjoy your party.

And this is a flashlight from Apollo 13.

Teddy said that it kept him humble.

The biggest emergency he faced
on the ISS was some broken plumbing,

which isn't nothing,
but those guys nearly died.

Well, he certainly sounds
like a wonderful man.

Thank you. And you're right, he was.

Do you have any idea
who could have done this?

Not yet, but we wanted
to ask you some questions about Teddy.

Sure, go ahead.

It's early days,
and we're just following leads,

but the toxin that killed Teddy
is a highly restricted nerve agent,

the kind of thing
that spies use on other spies.

And you've heard about the suspicions
from a few years ago?

Yeah, that he was having secret meetings
with the Russians. Is it true?

I had the same worry,
so I asked him about it.

He told me that all he did was have dinner
with some of his Russian counterparts.

You think that's why he got killed?

It could explain why things happened
the way they did

and how whoever killed him
had access to the nerve agent.

Is this the speech
he was planning on giving?

Uh, I forgot I even had it.

Who is AstraMollis?

They're an aerospace contractor.

- Why? Did he mention them?
- Yeah, did you not read that?

Oh, he does
more than mention them.

This speech basically endorses them to
build the first commercial space station.

How much do you think
that contract would have been worth?

- Billions, I'm sure.
- And Teddy had Washington's ear, right?

Weren't there some people floating him
for Congress?

They definitely listened
to anything he had to say on space.

So coming from him, this could highly
influence whoever gets that contract.

And who didn't. I don't think the timing
of this attack was a coincidence at all.

Someone did not want
Teddy giving that speech.

It's called
the low Earth orbit economy.

They're saying it's the next gold rush.

The ISS is going to be retired
in a few years

and private companies are falling
over each other to build replacements.

Zero-G manufacturing,
it's the new frontier.

Everything from drugs to computers.

It's a trillion-dollar industry.

So you think somebody killed Teddy Barrow
to stop him from backing one player?

That's our current theory, yeah.

Hmm. But who was on the losing end
of that speech?

Daphne and Oz are putting together a list.

I'll keep you posted.

Detective Karadec.

Before you go,

I told Gillory I want to help
with the Roman case.

Hmm. I'm sorry I missed that.

How do I get her to let me in?

To the case?

You don't get Morgan Gillory
to do anything.

Surprised you didn't know that by now.

Lieutenant, you are persistent.

Sit. Thank you, Cleo.

I like you.

You don't wait for permission.
You get what you want. You get results.

You are unapologetic, decisive.

And you know how this city works
under the surface

and not a lot of people do these days.

I could use someone like you.

Triple the pay, no red tape, no politics.

You work fast, things move with you.

More reach, more change.

I'm not here to be recruited.

I'm here because 16 years ago,
an FBI agent was murdered.

Days later, a father disappeared,
and a little girl grew up without him.

And every step I've taken has led me
here to you.

Well…

I'm afraid you're on the wrong trail.

We found this in Roman's backpack.

Our techs have been working
overtime extracting the data,

but the day Roman was abducted,
Hayworth was carrying this phone.

And I'm guessing,

the information we extract from it
will prove I'm on the right trail.

Have you been carrying that thing
around with you this whole time?

I have something to offer you.

- Ooh.
- Come clean.

Before we extract the data,
the courts will see it as cooperation.

Might treat you differently.

And you think that would matter to me?

It should.

Got to be honest, I don't know
anything about space stations,

Mr. Bashayan,
but these designs look very impressive.

Thank you. I mean, I know I'm biased,

but I think
they're the best in the business.

How did it make you feel
knowing Teddy Barrow disagreed?

Did he? I didn't know.

Yeah, he was about to endorse AstraMollis.

You're not AstraMollis, you're Galaxy Arc.

That would have given them a leg up
on building the next space station.

And driven investments away from you.

So when you asked me to come in

saying you had questions about Teddy,
you meant you think I had him killed?

The trouble with your theory is,
until just now,

I didn't know Teddy was
planning to endorse anyone.

Well, the speech he was about to give
was publicly promoted.

True. But did anyone see
the content of his speech?

As far as I know, no one did.

And I promise you I would have heard.

Speaking as someone
who knows how bad this can be, detectives,

I think your theory has a hole in it.

How we doing?

I'm fine. I don't know how you're doing.

I just got off the phone
with the organizers

from the symposium Teddy Barrow
was supposed to speak at.

They backed what the guy
at Galaxy Arc said.

Teddy didn't share his speech
ahead of time with them

and, as far as they know, not anyone else.

When you spoke to Heidi,

she said she didn't know Teddy planned
that endorsement either,

- right?
- Mmm.

Any chance she was lying?
Maybe she's in a rival bidder's pocket.

- If anyone knew, it had to be her.
- We considered that,

checked her financials,
but weren't able to find any connections

between her and those companies.
Also, I just got a call from Heidi.

She wanted us to know that tomorrow
she's going to be giving Teddy's speech.

Why? What, she wants to continue his work,

tell the world
who he planned on endorsing?

That's the idea.

Well, that probably rules her out as
a suspect, at least on financial motive.

Why kill him only to deliver it herself?

Yeah, but hold on a second.

Teddy got killed because he was
planning on giving this speech.

If she wants to tell the world she's going
to deliver it too,

that paints a target on her back.

You think that if I give
this speech, it'll put me in danger.

We certainly think it's possible,
which is why we'd like you to hold off.

At least until we find Teddy's killer.

But you don't want to do that?

No.

I wanna honor Teddy's memory and share
with the world what he believed in.

It's my decision, right?

Then we'll do everything we can to
protect you, but you understand the risks?

Neither of you ever met Teddy, did you?

I didn't, but I do have to admit
my son might be his biggest fan,

so I kind of feel like I knew him.

I told you that he finally proposed to me,
but I don't think I told you how.

He drove us all night
to find my favorite constellation.

You can only see it a few times a year

and there are really only a few places
that you can see it.

He, of course, had a million things
that he should have been doing,

but that was Teddy.

Once he set his mind to something,
there was no stopping him.

Hmm.

I don't want this to stop the work
that he believed in either.

Then you're delivering
his speech verbatim?

Yeah, I did a little cleanup and added
a statement of my own at the end.

You mind if we get a copy
of your latest draft?

It'll help us plan your protection,
follow along.

Sure, wait here. There's something else
I want to give you too.

You want to see if she changed his speech?

Well, if she's really reading his words,

then she's not the one
who wanted to stop it.

I don't have a full take on this lady yet,

but she does seem like
she really loved the guy.

Hmm.

Here's the speech.

And this is for your son.

Thank you.

That toy shares Teddy's record number
of hours in space.

- He brought it with him on every mission.
- No way.

Yeah, he called it
his zero-gravity indicator.

The second he saw that lion floating
around in front of him,

he knew that the launch was a success.

He'd want your son to have it.

This is…

This is really incredible. Thank you.

- Oh, my God, it's Ziggi.
- Ziggi?

Z-G-I, Teddy Barrow's
zero-gravity indicator.

Okay, so you've heard of it, apparently.

Yeah, I mean,
he posted about it all the time.

Um, here.

- This thing's been in space.
- Yeah, a whole lot, apparently.

I need to find a special spot for this.

You know, I'm still going to try
and figure out what happened to him.

I know. You'll do it.

What's with the pen?

- What pen?
- He's holding a pen in his hand.

In the same hand in every picture
for, like, a month.

And he was holding it on the day he died.

Maybe it was
his back-to-gravity indicator?

Or maybe it was an indicator
of something else.

I didn't expect to see you back.

I heard Elliot got a special gift.
How's he like it?

It's his new favorite thing,
and I think he got a present for us.

Can I see both versions of Teddy's speech?

Uh, sure.

This is the one
that Teddy was going to give

and, uh, this is Heidi's edited draft.

Okay and Heidi said she wanted
to make a couple of corrections, right?

Yeah, odd words here and there.

"Spear" where it should say "spacecraft,"
"cabinet" where it should say "capsule."

We circled them.

But everything
that matters is the same.

What do we think those were?
Autocorrect errors?

Or a coded message?
Maybe Teddy was a spy after all.

No, I think it was something else.

See, there's a pattern
to the swapped words.

- Three, two, one.
- Lift off! We have lift off!

"Spacecraft" becoming "spear."

"Capsule" becoming "cabinet."

"Helmet" becoming "hard hat."

They all sound familiar,
but it's more than that.

They're objects
with similar shapes and functions

like someone playing some sort of
word association without even knowing it.

And if I'm right, Heidi is perfectly safe
to give this speech.

I swear I didn't know.

I wanna honor Teddy's memory

and share with the world
what he believed in.

Why? What makes you think that?

Because I know what this murder was about.

We just want to go over the security plan

before heading over
so you know what to expect.

Of course. And again, I appreciate it.

- Please have a seat.
- Okay.

We read your added statement at the end.

How Teddy dedicated his life
to exploration

and how not even death should be able
to stop his mission.

- Mmm.
- It was beautiful.

Thanks.

I mean, you can really feel how important
it is to you to continue Teddy's legacy.

- It is.
- Yep.

Important enough
that you killed him to protect it.

As soon as you left to come here,
we executed a search warrant at your home.

We found a different speech
on Teddy's computer

than the one you were about to read,
the speech he'd actually decided to give.

Teddy was going to tell the world

that he'd recently been diagnosed
with brain cancer,

most likely from radiation
he was exposed to in space.

Obviously, he couldn't be sure
if that was the cause,

but regardless, he felt a responsibility

to reverse his position publicly,
put a freeze on private development

and stop sending people into space
without greater safety measures.

Yeah, the clues were all there. I just
didn't know what they meant at first.

About a month ago, Teddy started holding
a pen in his hand all the time.

Now, people who develop
a tremor sometimes do that

to help stop the hand from shaking.

And all those wrong words in his speech?

That's a symptom of anomic aphasia,
an erosion of his language skills.

It took us a minute to understand
why you chose to kill him

the way you did
and how you got the VX nerve agent.

Then those two questions
answered each other.

Our captain knows someone
who works at NASA.

It turns out they are researching
an antidote to VX in zero-gravity.

Sending up samples
to the International Space Station.

So as a member of the ground team,
you would have had access to steal some.

Teddy must have told you
about the new speech a few weeks back.

I figured you tried to talk him out of it,
but once...

Once he set his mind to
something, there was no stopping him.

Those are your words, not mine.

You picked Arden
because she was desperate enough

for views and athletic enough
to pull it off.

You copied the profile
of a prank video producer.

You bought a bunch of followers

and you made Arden think
that she was signing up

to create content when, really,
she was committing a crime.

She's being released, by the way.

Her parents are taking her home
and her name will be cleared.

The diagnosis changed Teddy.

He only had a few months to live

and, in some ways,
that made him embrace life more.

That's why he suddenly
proposed to you, right?

But then, his new stance
on space research…

That wasn't the Teddy I knew.

That speech would have undone everything
that he'd accomplished.

And if he were still himself, then…

he'd never have made it.

Pushing space exploration forward
was his life's mission.

He was dying anyway,
and he was going to ruin his legacy.

I loved him so much.

He needed me to save him from himself.

Heidi Choi, you are under arrest
for the murder of Teddy Barrow.

Hey.

I'm submitting a warrant to the DA
to look into Quinn International.

- You talked to Soto?
- I did.

She's on her way back to LA.
Willa didn't give her much.

Not surprised,

but if we don't do
something big like this,

I don't think you're ever going
to find out what really happened to Roman.

If it gets us what we want, great,
and if it doesn't,

we'll think of something else.

- Why are you doing this?
- Because it's the right thing to do.

And…

I want to help.

- You getting on?
- No, I need to finish some things up.

Have a good night, Morgan.

Good night, Captain.

We've got movement. DAs on both coasts
are reviewing everything.

Perfect.

Let me know what they find and prep
Erik Hayworth for another interview at…

Lieutenant.

Lieutenant?