All language subtitles for So Help Me Todd s01e08 Big Bang Theories.eng

("Lilly"
by Pink Martini playing)

* *

* Lilly comes when
you stop to call her *

* Lilly runs
when you look away *

* Lilly leaves kisses
on your collar *

* Lilly, Lilly,
Lilly, Lilly, stay... *

Hello?

(alarm ringing)

* *

TODD: ...I'm fine
staying up all night,

but 6:00 a.m. is too early
for anybody to be awake.

Ah, these donuts...

SUSAN:
Voodoo Donuts.

Come every Monday? And we're
not allowed to have any?

These are the partner donuts.

The Costco croissants
that we get...

are down there.

TODD:
That is so unfair.

I want an
Oh Captain, My Captain.

Or a Grape Ape.

Look, she can't see us
and no one's around,

so why don't
we just...

Ow.
I would know.

And what if a partner
asked me if you took one?

I would have to tell them
the truth.

I want to be
partner here one day.

Okay, me stealing one donut

being the downfall
of your entire career

seems like bit
of a stretch to me,

but I'll oblige.
I'm serious.

Ooh, behind you.
Hmm?

So, the partners get donuts,

they get their floors waxed,
and they get nice chairs?

This is ridiculous.

I mean, look at this thing.

Have I mentioned that I'm still
sitting on a rolling step stool?

Only like 400 times.

I have to go,
but do not take--

Yes, do-not do-nut.
I wo-not. Just relax.

Everybody relax.

Agnes.

Hi.

(exhales)

(laughs)

(sharp inhale) Oof.

Ah.

How dare you?
What?

Wait, Mom.
No, it's just a chair.

I am not doing this.
You are impossible.

But impossible
in which arena, exactly?

Oh, Todd.

Good morning.

You told the
State Commissioner

of Oregon...

Miranda, very good work
on the Langdon case.

...that I,
Margaret Wright,

respected attorney
throughout Portland

am basically
acting as your--

Oh, Bob.

You need to water that.

--as your parole officer?

I did?
Oh, my gosh.

Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait,
right, right, right.

No, Mom. Listen.

It's been two years
last week.

I am no longer barred

from holding an investigator's
license in Oregon. Oh.

I just need to pass
all these tests--

did 'em online--

take all these seminars--
did 'em online--

complete all my nonsense
work hours and bingo,

I get my license back.

There.

Now, 1,800 nonsense
hours. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

And your supervisor simply needs
to initial your time sheet?

Yes, and that's you,
not Lyle. Okay.

So, you put in
183 hours last week? Yeah.

Todd, there are only
168 hours in a week.

What? No, that
can't be right.

Well, it is right.

And you
backdated this

to say that you started
working here nine months ago.

I am not going to sign
a state document

replete with lies
to help you

get something that
you have not earned.

Oh, come on.

I can't be under
Lyle's thumb

and rule and
supervision forever.

It is
killing me.

And I have done thousands
of hours of detective work.

Over the years.

Wait, how many
hours are in a year?

It's got to be at
least a thousand, right?

Hold this.

If you get caught doing this,

if I get caught
authorizing it,

then we are done.
Our careers: over.

Thank you, Jerry.

(sighs) You sound like
Susan and the donuts.

(mocking):
"Susan and the Donuts"?

I don't want to talk indie
rock bands with you right now.

This is serious.

You have to
pay your dues,

put in your time.

You always want
something for nothing.

Well, I don't want
nothing for something.

Wait, stop.

What's going
on with him?

I don't know.

Stay!

Hey, Francey.
Hmm?

What's going on?
With what?

With Lyle.
He seems so...

FRANCEY:
Oh, yeah. Sad story.

TODD:
What's the story?

His niece. She was
arrested this morning.

For what?

There was an explosion
last night

in the Oregon City College
campus.

In a laboratory.

The Manticore Institute.

The one on campus.

And?

And his niece, Angie Brooks,
was arrested.

They think she blew up the lab.

Lyle's niece blew up a lab?

Shh.
Sorry, sorry.

It's very serious.

A scientist, Nicholas Armstrong,
was badly injured.

He's in the hospital.

Her arraignment
is this morning.

Lyle wanted your mom to help.

"Lyle's niece was arrested
for blowing up a laboratory"

is never a sentence
I thought I'd say.

* *

Hi, Angie.

Here, sit down.

I'm Margaret Wright.
I work with your Uncle Lyle,

and I will be defending you.
I didn't do this.

No, of course,
of course.

Uh, we'll talk about
all these details later.

But right now,
your uncle tells me that you

have no prior arrests,
is that correct?

Yes, ma'am.
Okay.

And you're on the dean's list?
Yes, ma'am.

Okay.

All rise for
Honorable Judge Mendelsohn.

D.A. Boatman.

And well, well, well,
Margaret Wright.

Always a treat.

What have you got for me today?

Your Honor, I would ask
that you release my client

on her own
recognizance.

Uh, she has
no prior arrests,

she is on
the dean's list.

And she is an exemplary citizen.

Your Honor.

We have video evidence of
Angela Brooks entering the lab

prior to the explosion with
a suspicious duffel bag.

(murmuring, gasping)

MENDELSOHN:
All righty, then.

Given the violent nature
of this crime,

I have no alternative
but to set bail at $30,000.

(gavel bangs)

BAILIFF:
All rise.

$30,000?

Where am I supposed to--

I will take care of it.

It's okay. He will get it back
once you show up for trial.

And you will show up for trial.

You can't tell
my mom about this. Are you kidding me?

You don't get
to decide who I tell.

Uncle Lyle, please
don't talk to me... I told your mother

that I would take
care of you... ...like I'm a child, okay?

...and I would keep
you out of trouble. Okay.

Go with the guard,
his name is Troy,

and we'll get you
after you've been processed.

It'll be fine,
go ahead.

Lyle. Lyle.

She'll be all right.

* *

Angie, this is you

entering the Manticore Building
last night, correct?

This is not
what it looks like, okay?

And, Uncle Lyle, I can't believe
that you would even think

that I would do
something like this.

I'm not saying
you did it.

I'm saying it looks like
you blew up a lab.

Could you imagine
the optics in court?

I was hanging posters
in protest of Manticore.

Manticore.

That's the chemical
manufacturing company, yes?

Yes, um, they funded
the lab on campus.

They also dump chemicals all
over the world. They're evil.

Okay, and were you hanging
the posters on your own?

No. I'm with Green Circles.

It's this environmental group
on campus.

Okay.
A terrorist group.

ANGIE:
We are not terrorists.

Angie, you are supposed
to be studying!

We didn't do it.
We stage peaceful protests.

Then-then what was this?

Okay, were you in the building

at the time of the explosion?

ANGIE: I was,
um, supposed to be

hanging posters
in the lab.

Posters everywhere,
to humiliate them.

But then,
when I got there,

boom, the lab exploded
and I just ran out.

Then why don't you
reappear on the video,

coming out
of that door?

I don't know.
I just dropped my duffel bag

and then I just--
You dropped your duffel bag?

Angie, you left evidence?

There was only posters in there.

Lyle, why don't you
contact the D.A. and Manticore

and see if you can't
get the footage

from the other security cameras
on the site. All of them.

Angie, your uncle
is very worried.

Clearly, he cares

about you
very much.

He's supposed to be
watching over me.

My parents live
pretty far away.

And the only reason that I'm
allowed to go to school here

is because Uncle
Lyle's nearby.

But he wants me to be him.

Be just like him.
Do what he does.

Mm-hmm.
And he doesn't care about the environment.

Not the way that I do.

He doesn't understand
Green Circles.

Green Circles.
That is the environmental group?

Yeah, we want our kids to have
clean air

and clean drinking water.

And rightly so.

But why are you targeting
Manticore, specifically?

Because the waste
that they dump

leaches into the water supply,
and is combustible.

Combustible?

Mm-hmm.

If you're able
to recover any data

from the backup
drive, let us know.

Okay, what'd you find?

The D.A. and
Manticore insist

that we have all
existing footage.

That all the other
security cameras

shorted out as a result
of the explosion.

Well, that's convenient
for whoever blew things up.

But if Angie is correct,

and Manticore deals
in combustible chemicals,

then maybe...

Maybe the lab
combusted itself?

Lyle, why don't you go
pay the lab a visit?

The injured scientist
had a partner.

See if you can find him.
Find out what he knows.

All right.
Okay?

Hey.

Okay, uh, Todd, Todd...
Huh?

Lyle is very
upset about this.

I want you to go with
him and watch over him.

Make sure he doesn't
lose his temper.

Wait. You want me
to babysit him?

Yes.
Just to confirm:

You want me babysitting Lyle?

Yes.

Yes. Yes,
a million times yes. Jacket.

What? Yeah, of course,
yes, mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Just so you know,
I got your back.

I'm serious.

Look, this case is
very personal to you.

I get that you're upset

and my mom wants me
to watch out for you.

You know, as your
supervisor.

You're supervising me?

Yeah, I mean, you know,
whatever, I'm in charge.

Your niece is in trouble.

You can't be
objective. I get it.

Oh, you get it?

Has your niece
ever been in trouble?

My niece is three.
When my niece was three,

I was working with the general

for the National
Security Agency.

I had four top-level clearances
and I owned my own home.

But you live
in a garage?

Hey, it's not a
competition, okay?

My niece would
never blow up a lab.

My niece didn't
blow up a lab.

And she doesn't have
a fool for an uncle, either. A fool?

Are you kidding? My niece thinks
I'm straight-up hilarious.

Your niece
is three.

(Todd sighs)

Mr. Ponce?

Mr. Ponce?
Yes.

Lyle Burton.

We spoke on the phone.
This is my assistant.

Well, Assistant General.

It's a higher level

of private detective.

I mean, you wouldn't
really understand it,

but I do
outrank him.

PONCE: Sorry,
I'm a bit distracted.

Nicholas, my research partner,
is in the hospital.

And I've had to move everything
to annex and continue our work.

Well, what exactly
are you working on?

And what are in
all these jars?

PONCE:
Don't touch that!

Unless you want
another explosion.

Another explosion?

So, your work does involve
combustible compounds.

Yes, there are
hazardous byproducts.

We are trying to solve
the world's plastic problem.

And we've found a way
to dissolve it.

Manticore might
be seen as evil,

but this work,
that they're funding, is good.

So, then...

is that what
Nicholas was working on

the night of
the accident?

It wasn't an accident.

Our lab was blown up

by a bomb.

They've confirmed that.

And, uh, where were
you that night?

I already told
the police.

I went to dinner
with my boyfriend

and then I was on a plastics
panel at the Everlane Hotel.

Remind me who
you're working for again?

Uh, we're representing
Angie Brooks.

Wait. The freak who
blew up my lab?

Don't talk about
her like that. Okay, okay.

She's not a freak.

Angie's just, you know,

getting her Greta Thunberg on,

trying to save the world
one poster at a time

with her eco group, what is it?
Uh, Green Circles.

Green Circles is just a front
for Eco-Battalion.

What's... Eco-Battalion?

The environmental
terrorist group?

They sank that
fishing boat in Alaska.

They torched that farm in Idaho.

They kill people!
Angie Brooks

is a maniac who blew up my lab
and tried to kill Nicholas.

Now wait just a minute,
you're not gonna talk about--

Get out!
Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, we're going. Come on.

So, just to recap:

your niece is a
murderous eco-terrorist?

All my niece does
is watch Blue's Clues.

* *

We are not
Eco-Battalion!

Okay?

Green Circles
is a peaceful group.

Peaceful.

Angie, this
is very serious.

Homeland Security
is now involved.

You have to
tell the truth.

They could put you away
for a very long time.

What, like in prison?

Life in prison.

You are being accused
of detonating a bomb.

Angie, think. Is-is there
anyone new in the group?

A new member or
maybe a new leader?

Okay. There's Rafe.

Rafe?

Okay...

There's something.

Uh, who is this Rafe?

And-and why are you just
telling us about him now?

Well, he started coming to our
meetings like six months ago.

He's older. Maybe 22.

Ooh, ancient.

I mean, he's been all over
the globe, he knows everything.

Oh, he knows everything?
Does he happen to know

who blew up the lab,
by any chance?

LYLE: Did he influence
your group to, uh,

take larger actions?
To be violent?

No, no. Completely the opposite.

He's all about peace
and, um, mediation.

And, listen, he's
a really good guy

and he's really,
really smart.

And he thought it would...

He thought it would be
a good idea to poster the lab.

But he didn't
go with you?

Why didn't you
mention this earlier?

MARGARET:
Angie...

I am your lawyer.

We are trying
to protect you,

but-but you are
burying information

protecting this boy.
Okay.

When I left the building,
I thought I saw someone running.

What?
And I couldn't make out who it was,

but it did look
sort of like Rafe.

And I'm sorry

and I know I should've
told you guys this sooner,

but I know Rafe and I know he
wouldn't do anything like this.

Okay, so let's call Rafe

and ask him to come down

so we can ask him
a few questions. Okay, or...

We slide someone

into his world to get info
without raising suspicion.

LYLE:
No, not this time.

If we do this, then this
operation needs to be precise. Mm. Mm-hmm.

And carefully thought out.

Yeah. When I have
not been precise

and carefully thought out?

LYLE: Ms. Wright
and I will go.

My niece is involved.

Manticore Institute is toxic!
(chanting): Hey, hey, ho, ho,

Manticore has got to go!

Hey, hey, ho, ho,

Manticore has got to go.

(chanting continues)

Ms. Wright,
there he is.

Rafe.

Hey, hey, ho, ho...

Yo, Saffron, keep them going.
I'll catch up, okay?

Ho, ho, Manticore...

Yo, Angie. My eco-angel.

I heard about
the arrest.

I'm glad
you made it.

Yeah, I wouldn't
miss it.

Uh, Rafe,
this is...

I'm her uncle. Hello.

Ooh, wow. That's some grip.
Were you in the military?

I'll take that as a yes.

And I'm her attorney,
Margaret Wright.

Yo. It's good to see you here.

Even though your generation

made most of the mess

we're trying
to clean up.

I beg your pardon?

I worked three years

on the Umpqua Forest and
Waterways Protection lawsuit.

We went all the way
to the Oregon Supreme Court

and won.

RAFE: Well, dang.
Then I beg your pardon.

It's dope you came out here
to support Angie and the cause.

What happened to her
is totally unfair.

That's great, because
we have a few questions

for you about the night
of the explosion.

Sure, sure. We'll get to
that right after the rally.

Let's do this, then.

Hey, hey, ho, ho!

Manticore has
got to go.

Hey, hey,

ho, ho,
Manticore has got to go.

Hey, hey, ho, ho,

Manticore has got to go.

Listen up.

We have a special guest with us.

A trailblazing attorney
who defends activists.

Someone who believes like we do

in Angie Brooks' innocence.

-(cheering)
-(applause)

RAFE:
Please help me welcome

attorney Margaret Wright.

-(cheers)
-(applause)

I'm not a speaker, really.
Oh, it's easy,

they're an easy crowd.
I'm very uncomfortable.

You'll do fine.
This is not in my wheelhouse at all.

This is great.

Okay. You know, I'm just
gonna put this thing down.

I don't think I need it, do I?

You can all hear me?

(cheering)

You. Raise that sign.

You are absolutely right.

We are putting
plastic over people.

And-and I don't mean
Saran wrap on a dish.

I mean, when did stuff
become more important

than human beings and animals?

The byproduct of Manticore's
work is toxic waste!

(cheering)

MARGARET:
What we are doing to this planet

is devastating.

We have to have
no more plastic ever!

-(cheering)
-(whooping)

Except maybe for
the occasional Ziploc bag.

(booing)

Oh, no, you...

Ugh, you are absolutely right.
You are right.

I am addicted to plastic
and convenience.

And that is
my generation's fault.

But what about you?

You say you want
to change the world?

Get your noses
out of your cell phones.

That you pay for with plastic.

And stop posting pictures of
every single thing that you eat.

No one cares.

There are starving people
all over the world.

And don't "like" everything.
Like, like, like, like, like.

It doesn't mean anything.
Just go vote!

Pay your rent in cash
and for God's sake

get your boxes out
of your mother's house.

And move out
of your sister's garage.

We need to make
some hard choices.

No more plastic,
no more convenience.

Hard choices.

Um...

You all look very nice,

with your signs
and you-you've clearly

put a lot of effort
into this protest.

(cheering)

Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Manticore has got to go.

Hey, hey, ho, ho...

And if you know anything
about the explosion

at the Manticore Institute,

please tell me.

Hey, hey, ho, ho,
Manticore has got to go.

(booing)

I am trying to get to work.

Oh, work? Really? You work's
the problem here, man.

What the hell?

I thought they
arrested you.

Move it, tree bitch.

Don't touch me.

You hurt her,
you'll be on your back

before you know what hit you.

(booing)

Thank you, Lyle. Thank you.

Uh, where's Rafe?

I have questions
for him.

No sign of him.
I think he's gone.

I can't believe
he just left.

Okay, all right,

you follow
the protesters.

And-and see if you
can learn anything.

I'll catch up with you.
All right.

Good job.
You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

You took me right back
to my first protest.

Oh, yeah?
What were you protesting for?

No nukes. It was right after
Three Mile Island.

That's really cool.
Mm-hmm.

I had the same
kind commitment.

What's your name?

Uh, Saffron Lind.

You're not going
to the march?

(sighs)

Yeah.

Um, what you said
in your speech...

we have to make hard choices.

Is there something
that you know?

Yeah.

But what if the thing I know

is that somebody asked me
to do something and I did it

because I really thought
it was the right thing to do,

but now I'm not so sure?

Does this have to do with Rafe?

I-I don't want to get him
in trouble.

Angie is the one in trouble.

If she gets convicted,
she goes to prison for life.

This is all my fault.

Just tell me what you know.

Okay.

Okay, so, two months ago,

Rafe asked me to get a job
as a janitor at Manticore,

so I could get the keys
to the lab.

And I-I was just
such an idiot and...

He told me it was
for the cause, so I did it.

I gave him the keys
to the lab.

Are you telling me that
on the night of the explosion,

Rafe had access to the lab?

Yeah.

And I think he did it.

Would you tell
the police that?

You know what?

Yeah.

Yeah, screw Rafe.

I'm tired of
protecting him.

I'll tell them
everything.

Hey, Susan,
what are you doing?

This Aeron chair
belongs to partner

Beverly Crest.
No.

Her assistant asked me
if I knew where it was.

And I didn't,
until I saw it in your office.

Okay, it's just a chair.

It's a $2,000 chair.

And Crest is
still in Paris.

Then it's a 2,034 Euros chair.

Did you just do that math
in your head?

When partner Beverly Crest
gets back,

this chair will
be in her office. Okay.

I'm not
covering for you.

I am not aiding
and abetting you.

I am trying to be
a partner here.

Okay, look, I got to go,

but I want to let you know
that my happiness

hinges on being able
to sit in that chair.

(sighs)

Then I'm sorry for your loss.

Goodbye.

I'm scared.
Here.

It's good to eat something
sweet. It calms your nerves.

100% organic.

So, is there going to be
a jury and all that?

No. This is your
preliminary hearing.

This is where
the judge decides

if they have enough
evidence to move against you.

And since that activist,
Saffron, went to the police

and told them about
Rafe having the key,

that should help
Angie's case, right? That is right.

And since all the other
security camera footage

was destroyed in the bombing,
I think we're good, okay?

Okay.
Okay.

Come on. Here.
Ugh.

Eat this. Eat this.
Okay.

Did you know
Saffron very well?

Yeah.

I mean, I know everyone
at Green Circles.

Saffron's cool.
She knows the guy that got hurt.

Mmm.
She's been pretty bummed lately.

They're friends, so...

Nicholas Armstrong?
Mm-hmm.

Yeah, she says he's a great guy.

I mean, he even volunteers
at the hospital.

Oh, I bet he
knows Allison.

I just still can't believe Rafe.

I'm sorry he wasn't
who you thought he was.

Margaret, I'm adding two new
charges to Ms. Brooks' case.

What?
The first one being domestic terrorism.

Why?

The police found
the missing duffel bag

with the posters and fertilizer

and hydrogen peroxide
and other bomb materials

in Ms. Brooks'
dorm room.

Okay, Uncle Lyle, there's no way
that that was in my dorm room.

Don't say
another word.

Ms. Wright, what is--
Hold on.

What is
the second charge?

Murder.

What are you
talking about? This is murder?

Nicholas Armstrong
just died of his injuries.

We are putting Ms.
Brooks under arrest.

Wait, wait, what--
Oh, my God.

Angie, it's gonna be okay.
We're gonna get to the bottom of it.

Uncle Lyle!
Okay. It'll be...

Angie, the only thing
you say from this moment on

is "I want my lawyer"!

Oh, hi. I'm looking
for my daughter,

Dr. Allison Grant.

Where's the
on-call room?

It's over there.
Thank you.

(whispering):
Allison?

Hello?

Allison?

(snoring)

Allison?

Allison?

(gasps)
Sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

Oh. Allison, honey.

Ooh, sorry.
Your hair is just like hers.

Ooh. I'm sorry, sorry.
(grunts)

Go back to sleep.

Allison? (yelps)

Oh. Oh, God.

MARGARET:
I'm sorry.

Oh, God, you scared me.
You scared me.

What are you doing here?

Well, Allison, I need your help.

My client is in jail.

And I'm going through all
the loose ends of the case.

I need some information about a
volunteer here at your hospital.

Are you kidding me?

Mom, I'm resting between
back-to-back shifts.

What do you want?

Well, the volunteer office
is closed.

Yes, because it's
the middle of the night.

Allison, do you

know a Nicholas Armstrong--

Can you please keep it down?

Sorry, I'm sorry,

Jean, just go back to sleep.

No, I don't know anything
about any volunteers.

Even the ones who work with you?

Mom, we do not have volunteers
in the emergency room.

I don't even know
the volunteer coordinator here.

I do.
You do?

Yes. Her name is
Britney Kinsette.

Kinsette. Sounds like "kismet."

Do you have her phone number?

Hang on.

Ask her if she knows
a Nicholas Armstrong.

Why do you need
to talk to Britney?

Oh, hello.

I'm Margaret,
Allison's mother.

Oh, my God.

There was a volunteer who
worked here and now he's dead.

He died volunteering here?

Oh, no, no. He was killed
in a lab explosion.

It was terrible.

Wait, I did
know him. (gasps)

Oh, my God, that's so sad.

Yes.

He was an amazing scientist.

But I think lately
he was really unhappy.

Why?

That's all I know.

Sorry, Allison's mom,
I need to sleep.

Okay.

Britney says she knew him.

Oh, ask her if she knows
why he was unhappy.

(phone chimes twice)

Yeah, she thinks Nicholas didn't
trust his research partner. Carrington.

Okay.

She said they were
in some big dispute.

Well, honey, wait,
anything else?

No, that's it.

I really have to go
back to sleep.

I have heart surgery
in three hours.

You're having heart surgery
in three hours?

That can't be right.

She is performing heart surgery
in three hours.

Oh.
ALLISON: You have all your information.

Now please go.

Good night, Mother.

Yes, yes, good night.

Good night. Good night.

Good... Oh, Allison, good night.

(groans)
Good night. Sweet dreams.

I just need to call Todd.

Mom, get out now.
Ooh, ooh.

Sorry. I just...

I'm sorry, I just need
to find my purse, okay?

(all groaning)
It's okay, I just-- Ah, there it is.

There. So sorry.

Sorry.

Okay, I got it.

Keep the phone up.

(deep breath)

Todd, period, this is your mom,

comma, listen,
there is something fishy

going on with Nicholas and
Carrington, exclamation point.

And I need you to double-check
your alibi, exclamation point.

Go.

Mom!

Mom!

Yes, I got your text
and your five voice mails

and I'm checking out
his alibi right now.

Huh.

(Todd fake sneezing)

Hi.

Hi, I was just here,

in this, uh, seminar--
fantastic, by the way--

and I think I left my wallet...

right here.
Do you mind?

No, be my guest.

You were just in here.

Yeah. Why?

Sorry, you just...

You don't seem like a guy
who would be at a...

pet psychic symposium.

Well, you know what they say
in the pet psychic universe:

"Never judge a dog by

the shape of his
aura karma vector."

Hi, I'm Balthazar
Constantine.

But you could just call me Baz.

Bethany.
Bethany.

So, do you, uh...

do all
the AV stuff here, Bethany?

Sure do, Baz.

And, uh, were you here
last Saturday?

Plastics panel.
Kind of a science-y thing.

There was this expert speaker,

dirty blond slick hair,
Ed Norton vibes?

Oh, yeah, I remember him.
Carrington Ponce.

Carrington Ponce.

Ugh. Came on really strong.

Just, like,
hitting on me all night.

And he won't stop texting me.

Huh.
Here.

You can... look.

Okay.

Wow.

Mm.
That's a lot of texts.

Yeah, he keeps
asking me for drinks.

Like, a lot. (laughs)

Wait. He was hitting on you?
This guy?

Yeah.

Is that so hard to believe?

No. No, no, I mean, no, of
course. You're... wonderful.

(laughs)
Um, but...

Could you possibly text me

a screenshot of
all of his messages?

Uh... yeah, I mean, I guess.

Just put your number
in my phone.

Okay, sure.

What's this for, anyway?
Why are you asking about him?

Oh, uh... Stored.

Well, I am a psychic.

And I had this vision about him.

You did go out for that drink

and eventually
you got married.

And then one day,

you adopted a pet.

And that pet would...

...kill... you both.

Are you serious?

I am very serious.

What kind of pet?

It's a bird, a very big bird.

And that is
why I'm here.

To warn you away from him.

And my work is now done.
(laughs)

Thank you.
Pet blessings upon you.

Oh, and, uh,
don't forget to text me

the screenshot
of those messages, okay?

Just, um... For my pet records.

Hey. Hi.

Where's my mom?
She'll be back in five minutes.

Something about
sweet-and-sour sauce.

Okay, great,
thanks-- Whoa.

My chair.

That's my chair.

That's a long story.

Okay, well, here's
the short version:

You stole my chair.

Todd, by the time
I got that chair

back to Beverly Crest's office,

her assistant had replaced it.

So, now, there
are two of them.

And instead of ratting you out
as the thief of the first chair,

I just put it in my office

and have been telling everyone
that I bought it for myself.

With my own money.

But that's not true. You are
benefitting from my plundering.

Look. That chair is mine now.
And it is very comfortable.

TODD: I know.
SUSAN: And I earned it.

I returned stolen property,
I covered for you,

and I've been sitting next to
the bathroom on a broken swivel

for the last 18 months.

And if you try and take
that chair away from me,

I will tell your mother
where it really came from.

You would rat me out like that?

Oh, and you're just going
back to your office?

Oh, okay, I see
what's going on here.

Very, very mature.

You're having an affair
with my chair. Ah.

You're having an achair.

Really not fair.

Mmm, mmm.
I hope you like kung pao.

Thank you very much.
Wow, look.

You might be
interested to know

that I met with
the AV lady, Bethany,

who saw Carrington speak
at the plastics panel.

How is that interesting?

Because Carrington

asked Bethany out on a date.

He mentioned a boyfriend when
we talked to him at the lab.

Exactly.
Well, who cares? He's bisexual.

His personal life has nothing
to do with our case.

TODD:
Yes, but...

he's a cheater

and that says
a lot about his character.

Hmm. While I don't condone

cheating of any kind,

I think the leap
from sexual indiscretion

to domestic terrorism
is highly implausible. Lyle?

My money's on Rafe.

Oh, so you're a betting man now.

Saffron took the key for him.

He's traveled the globe
to take down a corporation.

The simplest answer.
Yeah.

Like, way too simple.

Angie says she saw someone

in the lab the night
of the explosion.

And I think it was Rafe.

I'm going to go to campus,
find him,

see what I can learn.
Okay.

Okay, well, then I am
going to find Carrington,

the cheater,
with a sideways approach.

And what exactly entails
a sideways approach?

Oh, it's best not to
encourage him, Lyle. TODD: Oh, I am so

glad you asked.

It is a little
something called...

Fakenphony.

MARGARET: Oh, great,
let's solve everything

with cell phone apps.
What is it?

Well, it is an app
where you can send texts

from other people's numbers
and I am texting Carrington

right now pretending
to be... Bethany.

That should be illegal.

Yeah, well, as of now,
it is not.

That's the stupidest thing
I've ever heard.

Well, if by stupid...

you mean effective,

then I agree.

Rafe or Carrington.

May the best man win.

Hmm.

TODD:
Ow. Ow. Ow. You're on me!

Forgot your fortunes.

* *

Call "The Fool."

(phone buzzing)

Yeah, supervisor here.

(scoffs) Looks like you've
been stood up. I won.

What? What are you
talking about?

I was heading to Rafe's dorm
on campus and look who I found.

Uh, what the heck is this?

"Luck will smile
upon you. Twice."

In bed.

(laughs)

(phone chimes)

Twins.
Twins. Twins. See? I won.

I was right. But
more importantly,

you were wrong.
Was I, though?

You couldn't have
known that Carrington

had a twin without me.

Good point, Lyle.
It's a tie.

You're both my best men.

Whatever.

I just can't believe
he has a twin.

Which is how he was able
to be at the plastics panel

and still blow up the lab.
There's two of him.

Yeah, it's like
Lindsay Lohan

and her sister in that
Parent Trap movie.

But why would he
blow up his own lab,

his own partner?

Exactly, Lyle.

What's his motive?

Well, Mom, you
said Nicholas

and Carrington
were in a dispute.

So, what if it escalated

and Carrington took
matters into his own hands?

Good, good.

LYLE: And when
Angie was arrested,

he decided to frame her.

Good. Good.

Nice teamwork.

Now, do we know
the twins' names?

No, we--
Yes, we do.

I didn't have
time for that.

Gene Tree Search lists

a Colby Ponce

with the same birthdate.

What we don't know
is if he's involved.

Okay, well,
either/or, either way,

Thing 1 or Thing 2,

one of these twins
is up to something.

BOTH:
So, what do we do now?

Oh, we said that
together because--

There's two of
them, I know.

I-I was gonna say
because teamwork.

I think I know exactly
what to do now.

Mr. Ponce?

Mr. Colby Ponce?

Um, yes, hello.

Hello, hello. I am
Theodore Schell.

I'm a junior associate here
at Crest, Folding and Song.

I am so glad...

Hey, Derek.
...that we tracked you down.

Please,
right this way.

This is so strange.

I didn't even know
my identity had been stolen.

Well, identity theft
is very common.

Hey, Cathy.
Our paralegal here.

Uh, but, you know, most
people don't even know about it

before it's too late.

And, uh, turns out
some pesky hackers

got into the Oregon DMV
files and went berserk.

So, the DMV hired us
to pay restitution

to everyone who suffered.

And I'm sure the
$800 settlement

won't go unwelcome in
your checking account, right?

(laughs) Please,
right in here...

Wow.

What a lovely
chair, huh?

There are just a few
forms for you to sign

and you'll be on your
way, with your check.

Please, have a seat.

(elevator bell dings)
Ah.

Carrington Ponce.

Margaret Wright,
Angie Brooks' attorney.

I am so sorry to interrupt
your day like this.

So you said on the phone
she's taking a plea deal?

We're preparing
it right now.

The evidence against
her is overwhelming.

But despite my personal
feelings about her innocence,

we are pleading out.

And part of the deal
is paying restitution

for lab damages,

so we have a list for
you to review and sign.

And then you can
be on your way.

This is gonna
take forever.

I know. I'm sorry.

The DMV can be

very thorough.

Donut?

Oh, yes, please.
Thank you.

Sure. Here you go.

Okay. Wonderful.

Oh, you have a very beautiful
signature. I like that.

Make sure you get
the blue, blue-green,

and then we'll circle back
for the reds and the yellows.

That's right.

And initial there.

Mm-hmm.

I mean, it's just your
boilerplate restitution deal.

It has, uh, compensation
for all material costs,

lab gear, everything.

Well, I'm not signing anything
before I show it to my lawyer.

Of course. I understand.

I mean, as an attorney,

that would've been
my exact advice to you.

Donut?

Thank you.

As someone who cares
about the environment,

I am so incredibly grateful

for all of your
cutting-edge work on plastics.

Thank you.
It was worth the sacrifice.

Do you realize that you and
Nicholas are credited with

solving a big part of
the world's plastics problems?

Come on.
I mean...

is it going to be hard
for you to be able to do it

on your own now?

No. I mean... (laughs)
Nicholas didn't really

have an idea
of what we were doing.

But we figured out how
to dissolve plastics.

I bet that's worth
a lot of money.

(laughing):
It's a gold mine.

Oh...
I mean...

And he just wanted
to give it all way.

For free.
Give it away?

To-to help the planet.
Oh, my gosh.

I mean, that could be billions.

Billions. It's... (laughs)

It could be billions...

and so you killed him.

I'm not signing that.

I am out of here.

Carrington...

you're already
signing it.

That is you.

Isn't it?
TODD: Fantastic.

He showed up
half an hour ago,

said his name
was Carrington,

said he'd be more than happy
to sign your confession.

Colby...

Stop!

Colby, stop!

Stop, don't sign.
Carry, what are you doing here?

This is a scam.
We got to go.

Hold on a sec.
Take a look at this.

What are these?

It's not what
it looks like.

TODD:
These are photos

of what your brother did

with the bomb he planted
while you were posing as him

at the plastics panel.

MARGARET:
That's Nicholas Armstrong,

your brother's
partner.

Horrifically burned,
eventually died.

And that is on you.

It's not true.
How could you do this?

I didn't do it,
they're lying to you.

It's Nicholas?

It's not true, I'll explain,
but we have to go.

No, I'm not doing this
for you anymore.

Colby, you have to
listen, trust me. No, no, no, no.

No, he said he had the flu and
couldn't get out of the panel.

You said you were sick!
Colby, shut up

and stop talking, let's go.
No, enough, I'm not going!

Come on!
No, I'm not going to prison for him!

He did this, not me.

Oh, great, and I got that
all recorded.

Let's just play that back...

No, I'm not going
to prison for him.

He did this, not me.

And we'll need a signed,
legal confession, please.

I'll sign anything you want.

Colby!
I had nothing to do with this.

Ma!

MARGARET:
Wait!

TODD:
Hey, hey, hey!

Hey.

Told you to leave
my niece alone.

Wow.
Double-O Lyle.

OFFICER:
Come with us, sir.

* *

You did the right thing.

So. This environmental
activism thing

seems like it might be more
than just a hobby for you.

Yeah, I think so.

But maybe not on
the disrupter side.

It's too volatile.

That is an accurate
description.

I was thinking maybe
like environmental law?

Fighting the system
from within the system?

Your mother is going
to like the sound of this.

* Ooh, my, my... *

I could be a badass
lawyer like Margaret.

That's also accurate.

Hey, Uncle Lyle?
Hmm?

Thanks.

* Gotta get up *

* 'Cause you let me move... *

(both laughing)

* For things you let me do *
Love you. Thank you.

* Gotta get up... *

Good night, ladies.

Is that
a partner donut?

What? It's Colby's.

And I worked
hard to get this.

I set up that whole sting
with the Winklevoss twins.

Oh, I set that up.
Thank you very much.

Good night, ladies.
Well...

I've been working overtime.

Overtime is not seven
hours a day, Todd.

Either way, I've been
down in the file room...

Bob, see what a
little water can do? Mm-hmm.

...logging your
closed case files

and making accurate records
of my hours.

You've been doing all that?

Yes, yes, I have.

And I have 1,764 hours.

1,764 hours?

Left until I get
my license back.

But I will get there.

Legally.
Promise, Mom.

Well, Todd, I think that
does merit a real reward.

Wait, like another donut?

Oh, no, no, no.
Like a fresh one?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Lyle, Susan and I got you
a little something.

Go straight to your office.

Do not pass "Go."

* My, my,
I want to feel... *

'Kay.

* Gotta get up *

* 'Cause you let me move *

* Gotta get up *

* For things you let me do *
(sighs)

* Gotta get up *

* I'm alive, I'm alive *

* Shake it,
shake it, shake it *

* 'Cause I'm feelin' so fine. *

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