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There's a baby crying on your wall?

-No, "in." In my wall. -Right.

113 on scene at the Maple Apartments. Where are we headed?

Fourth floor. Caller is Bruce Block.

Just a heads up, he sounds a little disoriented.

"Disoriented" how?

Well, he says there's a baby crying inside his wall.

It might be the neighbors. You checked with them?

That's the thing. Nobody lives next door.

Should be fun.

Yeah, I was gonna try to take a nap, but that baby wouldn't stop crying.

I got this problem with my legs.

I was awake for half the night last night.

Okay, well, I'm not hearing anything now.

Well, it was nonstop until two minutes ago.

Could be a trapped rat, maybe. Y'all got rats?

It ain't a damned rat, okay?

Sir, do you take any medication for that restless leg?

Yeah, so?

Sometimes dopamine agonists can cause hallucinations.

-Oh. -Oh!

-Tell me you don't hear that. -I do hear that.

I told you. It's in the wall.

Yeah, he's right, he's in there.

-I'll be damned. How in the hell? -Oh, my God.

Oh, oh! This is just like that rescue, uh, Buck was telling us about.

At the bar after the firefighter games.

They had a call about a baby stuck in a wall just like this?

-Yes. -And they got it out?

-Yes. -And the baby survived?

-Yes. -How the hell did they do it?

-He, uh… They went… -Uh, uh… Uh…

Oh, we had a lot to drink that night.

Anybody got his number?

Uh, hey. Hey, Ryan. Kind of busy right now.

Hey, Buck. Yeah, the, uh, volcano thing?

Yeah, yeah, the volcano thing.

Hey, listen, unless this is a matter of life and death, I really have to...

No, no, it is. Listen, we, uh… we got a baby stuck in a wall.

We're trying to figure out how to get it out.

You're kidding me.

I wish I was.

Okay, yeah, so-so chances are,

baby's in the plumbing system.

First thing you have to do is shut off the water supply to the building,

-and make sure... -Nobody flushes.

Nowak, shut off the water main. Blue, grab the thermal gun, will you?

Dispatch? You need to contact all the residents on the 5th and 6th floor.

Make sure no one flushes their toilet or runs their dishwasher.

On it, Cap. Deanna, Laurel, I need y'all to start making some calls.

-Buck, are you seriously on the phone? -Well, Cap, it's important.

We've got literal lava approaching down Broadway.

-What could be more important? -It's the 113 in Nashville.

They have a newborn in a wall.

Another pipe baby? No way.

Yeah. Hey, 113, this is Captain Han.

-Hey, guys. -Hi.

Just walking them through how Bobby had us do it.

As you were.

Good luck, 113.

Okay, next up, you're gonna have to open the wall.

Whatever you do, don't use an ax.

Who would use an ax to try to save a baby?

Well, I-I almost did.

Bobby stopped me.

In my defense, I was still new.

Okay, here's baby. Taylor,

-let's mark it here and down here. -Yeah, Cap.

Blue, grab a pipe fall. Ry, where's that saw?

-Let's get this baby out of here. -We got it here.

And hey, guys. If what happened to us is anything to go on,

somebody better find that mom.

I need all available PD to search the building.

We're looking for an unidentified postpartum female

in connection to a possible 39-12-101.

Dispatch. 3-126 responding.

I'm just down the block on a 10-24.

Copy, 3-126.

Firefighters are on the 4th floor now opening the pipe.

On my way.

All right, be careful now. Easy.

All right, good. That's the main drain from the sewage stack.

Uh…

Right in here.

It's a miracle the baby didn't drown.

Dive reflexes must have protected the baby

from inhaling too much water on the way down.

How does a baby fit in a pipe?

Chances are this one's very premature.

-Yeah, or a pipe... Here we go. Thanks, Ry. -Yeah.

Captain, I need a firefighter to help me search for the mother.

Oh, I got it. If that's okay with you.

Yeah, it's good.

Bring a LIFEPAK.

-Bring that battering ram too. -Why do we need a battering ram?

Attempted murder suspects don't always answer the door.

That should do it.

-Easy, easy, easy. -Put it on the table.

Hey, you're okay. Stuck in there pretty good.

How are we gonna get this baby out of here?

Well, lube worked for us.

-I forgot you were there. -Good call, Buck.

Lube is what I was gonna say. Blue, can you pass me the lube?

Firefighters are helping the baby now.

Captain Hart, what's the status?

We got the baby out of the wall. We're just trying to get it out of the pipe.

Good news, ma'am. They rescued the baby up on the 4th floor.

No, you don't understand.

I hear him crying in my walls right now.

-Right now? -Listen.

What floor are you on?

-The second. Apartment 212. -Oh, no.

Captain Hart, I need you to send a second team to unit 212.

-Why? -Because I think whoever this mother is,

she had twins.

Okay, all sewage lines feed into a main drain stack,

so the mom's got to be on one of the top two floors.

Nashville Fire. Nashville FD.

Open the door. Metro police.

-Hi. -Is there a fire?

No. Um, does a pregnant woman live here?

-What? No. Why? -Okay.

Don't worry about it. And, uh, don't flush your toilet.

-Metro Police. Open the door. -What's going on?

Do any young…er women live here?

No, it's only me and the cats.

We're looking for a pregnant woman,

probably a teenager with two strict religious parents.

Nashville Fire.

I know every family on this floor. There's no one like that on six.

Ryan, forget the rest. Let's go down to five.

And don't flush your john.

The wall is this way.

Hi. It's probably best if you move your boy to another room. Blue?

Let's go watch Bluey. Come on.

I can hear you, baby.

Where are you?

Here. Mark it, B.

All right, Cap, I'm gonna slide him out.

Okay, keep going, keep going.

Here comes the... Oh, my God, we got the head. I got the head. Keep going.

-A little more, a little more. -There we go.

Hi. I think we have a little baby boy.

Oh, yeah.

Hey, little guy.

-Hey, little guy. Hey. -How's he looking?

Guess he's about 28 weeks, give or take.

He's dehydrated and cold, but he's breathing on his own

and his heartbeat's stable.

Let's hope the same goes for his twin.

Go.

It's okay, buddy, we're here now. We got you.

He's so tiny, I think I can slide him out.

Let's get a towel ready, please?

-Gentle, B. Careful. Gentle. -You got him?

Come on.

Hi, sweetpea. Let's... Okay, lay it down.

Stethoscope.

He's barely breathing. I think he's got something blocking his airway.

Meconium.

He probably got a mouthful during birth and aspirated it in the pipe.

Can I get a bulb, please? Thank you.

Come on.

There we go. Okay. All right.

Roxie, second baby is stable and secure.

That's great to hear. So is ours.

Hear that, little guy?

Great. Now I'm crying.

Good job, guys.

-Thanks for your help, Buck. -Hey, Ry.

-Any luck finding the baby's mom? -We're working on it.

-Nashville Fire. -Police, open the door.

-Nashville Fire! -Metro Police, open up.

We're going door to door, but nobody's answering.

All right, well, keep looking.

Nashville Fire!

Police. Open up!

Nashville Fire!

-What? -Does a young woman live here?

-I wish. -Okay.

Metro Police, open up.

Ryan, get over here.

This is the one. Take the door. Do it. Breach.

-This one? Why? -A hunch.

-I can't smash in a door on a hunch. -But I can.

Police! We're coming in.

Rogue.

Lydia. You here?

Lydia?

Ryan! Get in here.

Doc, we got the mom. It's unit 520.

She's hemorrhaging pretty bad.

We're gonna need a gurney up here and I'm gonna start a line now.

Give her methylergonovine and run oxytocin with a line to stop the bleed.

We're on our way with whole blood. Taylor, meet us at 520.

On it.

Okay, we're okay. Take this?

Got you.

Squeeze it.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, can you hear me?

Hi. Hi. Hey.

Please don't tell my parents.

I didn't know I was pregnant.

You had no idea?

I mean, I haven't been feeling well, but I never thought…

We only did it once and my ex-boyfriend said that everyone was doing...

We're not here to judge you.

God already judged me.

They were both stillborn.

No.

They're alive.

What?

They're alive?

The firefighters saved them both.

-They're miracles. -Oh, my God…

Tell them I'm so sorry.

I really didn't think they were gonna make it.

Tell them…

Hey, Lydia, Lydia?

Lydia?

Hey, Lydia. No, Lydia, stay with us, okay?

-What's going on? -She's hemorrhaging a lot.

Doc? We need you up here now with that whole blood.

-We're gonna hang another bag of saline. -We're coming up now.

I've got whole blood!

In here.

Just keep holding that bag for me.

Okay, she's tachycardic. BP's 60/40.

We're having trouble finding a pulse and she's still hemorrhaging a lot.

It's not working. She's still hemorrhaging.

Let's bring them in.

-Where do you want them? -Put them on her chest.

All right.

We want lots of skin-to-skin contact.

It'll release oxytocin, contract her uterus and stop the bleeding.

Come on. Wake up, Mama. Wake up.

♪ You are ♪

♪ You are… ♪

It's working. It's working. Yeah, we got a pulse.

Come on, kid. Come on.

That's your boys.

Look at that.

Meet the boys.

Meet your boys, Lydia.

Meet your boys.

Your vitals look good, Lydia.

Do you really think they'll be okay?

They'll need to spend some time in the NICU,

but they're fighters, just like their mom.

-Lydia? Lydia! -Mom?

-Dad? -You were pregnant?

-I swear I didn't know. I'm sorry. -Oh, honey.

Please don't hate me.

Oh, my gosh, we could never. We love you so much.

Oh, so much.

Okay, we have a lot to figure out.

But first, look at these precious angels.

Folks, probably best to discuss this on the way to the hospital.

-You can ride with them. -Thank you so much.

You're very welcome.

Some cases get to you, don't they?

Oh, yeah.

Especially when they hit close to home.

You think she'll face charges?

Nah, she had no mens rea.

That's a guilty mind, which is necessary for it to be considered a crime.

Hey, nice work up there.

-You're good under pressure. -You too.

How'd you know it was her apartment?

Glitter in the welcome mat.

Where there's glitter, there's teenage girls.

Or a stripper.

Glitter.

That's genius.

Look, I know this is gonna sound strange,

but I'm curious if you've had any other unexplained

or unusual 911 calls recently.

You mean, besides twin babies stuck in a wall?

That was pretty unusual.

Yeah, I was thinking something a little more… …biblical.

Oh, you're wondering if we've had any more calls

related to that mysterious criminal

behind the murder hornets and the blood flood.

Yeah. I just can't shake the feeling he's gonna strike again soon.

Ryan? Hello?

-Aunt Cammie, can I call you back? -Yeah, sure, honey, call me back.

Need I remind you, Son,

that you are a lieutenant with the fire department, not the police?

Yes, sir. I just…

I can't stop thinking about the unsub leaving Bible pages at the crime scene.

-Unsub? -It means "unknown subject."

I know what it means. When did you start using it?

I'm listening to the Staten Island Strangler podcast, and it's amazing.

Do you know how Rogue busted this whole thing open?

No, and I don't care,

'cause I got a hose on my apparatus bay floor

because you're too busy playing amateur sleuth to load it.

Get your head on straight, all right, Lieutenant?

Yes, sir.

Blue, you missed a spot.

Blue!

Sorry.

I've been listening to that Staten Island Killer podcast.

-It's got me on edge. -Oh, my God.

It really captures the fear we felt in New York back when he was on the prowl.

Did you guys get to the part when Rogue figures out

that the strangler called the victims from inside their own homes?

Oh, it gives me chills.

-Shush! No spoilers. -No!

I hadn't gotten to that part yet.

Are all y'all listening to this stupid podcast?

-Yeah. -Yes, you gotta.

No, thank you.

No, but, like, it's really good.

Hello! I'm home from group.

Don?

Oh.

Don't-Don't sneak up on me like that.

Sorry. What are you listening to?

Oh, this podcast everyone at work's obsessed with.

Oh, yeah? What's it about?

Staten Island Strangler.

It's a case that, uh…

Oh, that Rogue solved. Yeah, I love that one.

-You already listened to it? -Yeah, yeah. Um, Ryan told me about it.

Of course he did.

-Everything okay? -Yeah, I'm fine.

Donnie, I've known you a long time,

and your jaw is as tight as a steel trap.

All right, let's have a nightcap and, uh, we can talk about it.

I'm actually cutting back on the wine, but I'm always happy to speak with you.

Oh. Look at you, Mr. Health Kick.

Did you decide to go on that GLP-1 after all?

No, I'm doing it the old-fashioned way.

-With discipline. -I respect that.

What's bugging you?

It's Ryan. He just, uh…

He hasn't been focused at work, you know?

He just seems distracted, like he's just not all there lately.

That doesn't sound like our son.

No, it doesn't.

Suddenly, being a firefighter isn't enough to him. It's…

Ever since the-the murder hornet case,

he's more concerned with being, uh, you know, Detective Columbo.

Ooh. Detective Columbo or Detective Rogue?

You think I'm jealous?

-I'm not jealous. -Hmm?

Hmm?

Right, well, maybe I'm a little jealous,

but it's only because he fanboys over him to the point where it's…

I mean, it-it-it's too much.

Yeah.

It hurts, doesn't it?

When someone else catches the eye of someone that you love.

Yes. It does.

It's human for it to sting.

And the truth is that Rogue is stylish and new and charming…

-Okay. You made your point. -…and smart and handsome.

I… No, my point is that Rogue can be all of those things,

but he's not Ryan's daddy.

I mean, his head might be turned that way at the moment, but come on.

No one will come close to you in his eyes.

Thank you for saying that.

And no one will ever come close to you in mine.

Thank you for saying that.

-Um, well, uh… -Well, hey.

Do you maybe wanna…

Good night, Don.

Good night.

Excuse me?

During the last exodus, the plagues were sent to destroy me.

This time, I send them back to you.

This is my revenge.

You're him, aren't you?

I am the Pharaoh.

Nashville is the new Gomorrah.

A boil that needs to be lanced.

I command the city to renounce its greed, its lust, its pride.

I'm just a 911 operator. I can't change the course of the city.

But you can forbid all the first responders

from interfering with my mission.

This is your first and final warning.

Wait. They're saying you're a genius.

No one can figure out how you pulled off those attacks.

How'd you do it?

-Hello? -I am divinely inspired.

Wait, they're saying you're a genius.

No one can figure out how you pulled off those attacks.

How'd you do it?

Hello?

I am divinely inspired.

That was excellent, by the way.

Maintaining your cool even while he threatened you,

but playing to his ego to keep him on the line.

Thank you. I was just trying to buy time for our system to trace the call.

Were you a cop before you became a dispatcher?

Record producer.

-Nashville. -Yeah.

Any luck with the trace?

No, and we use CyberSight.

I can't remember the last time it was unable to trace a call.

His technical abilities are only matched by his delusions of grandeur.

Well, he's clearly planning to strike again.

-We gotta stop this guy. -That's the idea.

-But he's always a step ahead. -Mm-hmm.

-You said you used CyberSight. -Yeah.

Were you able to remove the audio filters from his voice?

No, the layers are too sophisticated,

so could be a 40-year-old man or a 15-year-old girl.

What about isolating the ambient sounds on his side of the call?

Maybe there's a clue to his location?

Yeah, there's nothing that tells us where he is, but I did catch something.

Listen to what happens right before he hangs up.

I am divinely inspired.

There. Did you hear it?

Yeah.

Do you recognize it?

No, it's three notes.

Of an iconic song.

Not all of us were record producers.

-What is it? -Fine. Listen, listen. Put the…

♪ You're so vain ♪

"You're So Vain"?

♪ You probably think This song is about you… ♪

You think it means something?

-Oh, yeah. Definitely. -What?

We're about to find out.

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Good night.

Good night, handsome.

Good morning, handsome.

Through this way. I don't know what happened.

I think they might be dead.

I know this place. This is the Maxx House.

I follow these guys.

Blue, get an atmospheric reading.

They all came out this morning covered in, like, sores.

Rox, let's check them all out. Everybody glove up.

Let's get them all on LIFEPAKs.

He's not breathing and there's no pulse.

He's gone, Doc.

Mine's a black tag too.

No. Oh, my God, Sal.

-Blue, what's the reading? -Four gasses clean. Nothing's in the air.

-Well, something's causing it. -These are boils.

Sir? Hey. Sir, can you hear me?

Wake up for me, sir.

Doc, this one's breathing.

He's got a temperature of 105. He's burning up.

All right, give him a cold compress

and 30 milligrams of Toradol to attack the fever.

Rox, any idea what this could be?

I'm not sure.

Some kind of infection that leads to extreme fever, then organ failure.

-Hey, where did you sleep last night? -With him.

Did you have skin-to-skin contact?

Yes.

Lots.

Oh, God, am-am I gonna die?

No, no, I don't think this is contagious.

How do you know?

See the red base on the boils?

If they were communicable, they'd have yellow or white pus, but these are watery.

Do you know what they ate or if they took any drugs or substances?

No. I-I met Sal for the first time last night.

I… I slid into his DMs.

I should have never come.

Taylor, why don't you take her out for an evaluation?

Come on. Come on now. It's all right.

Cold compresses are working. Fever's down to 103.

Come on, sir, wake up.

All right, let's get him started on saline and dexamethasone.

Sir, we need to know what you took so we can best treat you.

-Brixx. -He say, "Bricks"?

"Bricks." Is that some kind of drug?

He… He… He…

He's my cousin.

Brixx… Brixx is a person? Where is he?

-We made him sleep outside. -Get him ready for travel.

Rest of y'all, let's go find this Brixx.

Brixx?

Brixx?

Blue, he's out here.

Kid, can you hear me?

Get him on the LIFEPAK.

Help me.

We're gonna help you, but we need to know everything you took.

Did you take any drugs, substances?

-O2's at 70. Temp's 104. -All right.

We need to get that down.

Here, give him a cold compress.

Pushing 30 milliliters of Toradol.

I don't get it. If he's sick, why doesn't he have boils too?

I'm hearing stridor. There's something obstructing his airway.

I can't breathe.

Open your mouth for me?

He does have boils. They're just on the inside.

They're all over his mouth and his windpipe.

There's a huge buildup of fluid in them. That's why he can't breathe.

-We need to lance them now. -Won't that flood his airway?

That's where you come in.

Just hold on for me, kid.

I know it hurts.

-Blue, get ready. -I'm ready.

Lancing the boil.

Blue, suction?

We're almost there. We're almost there.

Just keep holding on.

Need to drain a little bit more. Lancing another one.

Keep still.

You're almost there, Brixx. You're almost there.

A little more.

All right, remove suction.

How's that?

Much, much better.

Thank you.

So you must be Brixx.

No.

Not anymore.

I'm Jasper.

He's set for travel, Rox.

We'll see y'all back at the house.

Nice work, gang. Y'all stay safe.

Hey, Cap? I was thinking I would radio dispatch.

Make sure that they get Rogue out to the scene.

Why? Metro just landed.

-The plagues in the Bible, the boils. -So?

So my gut is telling me that this could be our guy.

Ryan, we're firefighters, we're not detectives.

There's… There's no such thing as "our guy."

Our job is to neutralize hazards, render aid, and move on.

Well, that's what I'm saying. We didn't neutralize any hazards, Dad.

We don't know what made those people sick.

If we missed any evidence, I don't want some plain old cop walking in there.

All right. Stop, please. We're not in the evidence business.

-Son, do I need to be concerned about you? -About what?

About your sudden fascination with police work,

your… …obsession with Rogue?

I am not obsessed with Rogue.

Eh…

-Blue? -Huh?

Am I obsessed with Rogue?

-I mean, you do talk about him a fair bit. -Thank you.

But the guy is cool.

And a genius. And he's ripped.

He's got to be on TRT, right?

No. I… I asked Rogue.

He says he's on peptides and the rest is just diet and exercise.

No kidding? So Rogue just must naturally have a high T count.

The next person to mention Rogue is gonna have latrine duty all week, all right?

What are we talking about?

Rogue.

I didn't realize dispatch had called you in.

They didn't, but I heard something about mysterious boils over the radio.

Figured it might be our guy.

Oh!

Great minds.

You guys coming or what?

Can we?

Fine.

Blue, finish loading up, will you?

I mean, on it, Captain.

Thank you.

"Nashville is a boil that needs to be lanced."

That's what an anonymous caller told 911 dispatch 48 hours ago.

You're kidding.

He even played the first few notes of "You're So Vain" before he hung up.

-Now three looksmaxxers are dead. -So it is him.

He said the plagues are his revenge. So the question now is,

what was the murder weapon?

Well, it had to be some kind of fast-acting pathogen.

You said these guys take every supplement known to man.

Maybe they just got a bad batch.

My thoughts exactly, Captain.

So what do you think?

He spike their stash?

In an influencer hype house? No way.

They got cameras everywhere.

The last thing he'd want is to risk ending up on a live stream.

So how'd he do it?

He'd send them a freebie.

We're gonna need all of these bagged and tested.

Yes, sir. Right away.

Skin cream from some company called Serum.

Face mask from Lustrous Labs.

Vitality Drip from ECSO2.

That's it. That's the one that killed them.

Yeah.

It's a Bible page.

How did you know?

-Yeah? -Um, ECSO2.

ECSO-dos. Exodus.

It's the Bible.

Exodus 9:10.

"They took ashes of the furnace and stood before Pharaoh."

Moses sprinkled it up towards the air.

"And it became boils and blisters on man and on animal."

Boils.

You got good instincts, kid.

Captain.

We got to get back to the station.

There's just one more thing I want to tell you.

So the city's sending out an alert tonight to all first responders.

Pharaoh told 911 that anyone who interfered with his work

would suffer his wrath.

By my count, your team just saved two more of his victims.

So you're saying he may be coming after us.

I'm saying watch your six.

Because this guy is brilliant, bold, and clearly carries a grudge.

-Hey. -Hey.

-You getting ready to turn in? -Yeah, I'm beat. Did you…

You didn't take my eye drops, did you?

Crap, I did. I… My eyes were killing from all that pollen.

-I totally forgot to put it back. -No, no, it's okay. It's okay.

But now that we're sleeping in separate rooms,

I think that we should have our own stuff, you know? Keep that separate too.

Yeah, that's actually what I want to talk to you about. Uh…

I think we need to pause this bedroom divorce for the time being.

Donnie, you know that we have so much more work to do. I...

It's not about intimacy. It is about safety.

Apparently, there is a killer on the loose in Nashville.

What kind of killer?

The criminal Rogue was talking about at brunch last week

that released all the murder hornets.

-So Rogue was right. He's real. -Apparently.

The guy calls himself, uh, the Pharaoh.

The guy called 911,

said he would go after any first responders that tried to stop him.

Now, I think we have to assume that includes families.

Well, let him break in here. He'll meet my friend Smith and Wesson.

Blythe, he's sophisticated and he's sadistic.

At least until he's caught, I think that we need to stick together,

especially at night.

Thank you. I… I can protect myself.

If you need me…

I know where to find you.

♪ See, the night's young And I wanna mingle with someone ♪

♪ DJ, keep the beat bumpin' Leaving with someone ♪

♪ We're gonna party like… ♪

-Ryan. -Hey.

Come on in.

Wow.

Uh, this is, uh…

This is really nice.

I didn't know you could afford a place like this on a cop's salary.

You can. You just have to sell your apartment in SoHo first.

-Something to drink? -Whatever you're having.

Protein shake it is.

Well, uh, thanks for letting me stop by.

Just want to pick your brain for a little bit.

You help me find a lead on a case, you're welcome anytime.

Yeah, have you, uh, been able to figure anything out about our unsub yet?

Yeah, but I need you to understand,

there are some things I can share, some things I can't.

I get it.

Tell me whatever you can.

He calls himself the Pharaoh.

The Pharaoh.

I thought Moses sent the plagues to punish the Pharaoh.

In his own words, this is his revenge.

His divine mission.

You made a profile on him yet?

I mean, the one you did for the Staten Island Strangler, man,

that was…

That was crazy.

You nailed him.

Down to him driving a late-model blue sedan.

You listened to the podcast.

Twice.

Pharaoh has a God complex.

The fact that he uses Bible pages as his signature

suggests that he was once devout,

but likely had a falling out with the church.

That explains the rage.

Now he gets off on turning religious imagery on its head.

Which is why he chose to name himself after the villain in the story.

Exactly.

His MO indicates that he's got a background in engineering, construction.

Also advanced degrees in chemistry and/or biology.

Have you figured out how he got those looksmaxxers those boils?

The lab found a 200% saturation of vibrio vulnificus in the IV drip.

It's a, uh, deadly bacteria found in raw shellfish.

It can cause organ failure.

So this is a high-IQ individual.

Oh, off the charts.

The fact that he can craft elaborate scenes

and evade all detection without leaving a trace of DNA?

I've never seen anything like it.

We're looking for a super-nerd that hates Jesus?

I'm not so sure about the nerd part.

He operates with extreme confidence.

I'd wager he's charismatic.

-Good-looking, even. -Hmm.

-At least 40, but probably older. -What makes you say that, man?

I mean, most of these guys start pretty young, right?

Yeah.

But when he called 911, he told your aunt that Nashville is the new Gomorrah.

That indicates that he romanticizes the city

from before the boom in 2010

when things were smaller, moved a little bit slower.

That's the Nashville he wants back.

It's brilliant.

It's just a bunch of guesses glued together with intuition.

Is that everything?

-That I can tell you. -What about the stuff you can't tell me?

Sorry, pal.

Anything else would be against the rules.

Oh, come on, I know you don't care about the rules.

Your name's Rogue, for God's sake.

I'm gonna show you something, but you can't tell anyone,

not even your dad.

-It's an ongoing investigation. -Deal.

This is the Bible page from the looksmaxxer scene.

It matches the typeset and the larger font of the pages

found at the other cases exactly.

-So it's the same Bible? -It's a personal Bible, I believe.

We did ninhydrin processing on it this evening.

You pull a print?

More than eight prints. That's the problem.

There are dozens.

All unidentifiable because they're overlapping.

It's like he's taunting us,

planting so many to try to get us to chase our own tails.

I don't know.

What?

Maybe he wasn't the first person to touch the Bible.

You know, like, what if he found it in a public place, like a…

A library, or a church.

You know, you say something like that,

makes me wonder if you missed your calling.

♪ I could've sworn I saw fireworks ♪

♪ From your house ♪

♪ Last night… ♪

What are you doing? I told you...

I know you said you don't need protection, but if he's coming for you,

he's gonna have to go through two of us.

You're a fool.

Do you know how bad it is for your back to be sleeping in a chair like that?

It's worth it.

You are stubborn. Stubborn.

You are stubborn as a jack mule.

-Better? -Mm-hmm.

Good night.

♪ It ends ♪

♪ Before ♪

♪ It's even begun ♪

♪ I am the only one ♪

♪ At the finish line ♪

♪ I took a trip out to the frozen lake ♪

♪ And you felt so ♪

♪ Far away ♪

♪ But I could feel it washing over me… ♪

Listen, Cam, I know you're going through it.

Whenever you're scared, just imagine the Pharaoh's voice sounds like this.

Do what I say or I shall unleash the apocalypse.

You're such a dork.

Hello?

I warned you what would happen.

How did you get this number?

There's nowhere to hide from me.

At work. At home.

I see you, Cammie.

Are you threatening me?

Two of those looksmaxxer parasites

survived a punishment they deserved today because you sent help.

And I always will,

because that's the oath I took to help in whatever way I can.

We'll see how brave you are after my next plague,

my biggest yet.

What are you planning?

Pharaoh, what are you gonna do?

"God said, 'Let there be light', and there was light."

I say, "Let there be darkness,"

and there will be darkness.