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My name is Dylan Reinhart.
Not too long ago,

I was an operative in the CIA
known as Agent Reinhart.

When I left the Agency
and started teaching,

I became Professor Reinhart.

I wrote a book
about abnormal behavior

and criminals,
which was so successful

a serial killer used it
as clues for his murders.

That's when the
New York Police Department

reached out to me
to help catch him.

Which I did, so they hired me,

and I became
Consultant Reinhart.

So now I'm working
with this woman,

Detective Lizzie Needham

of the homicide division,
catching killers.

Looks like I need a new name.

Don't they call you
Professor Psychopath?

♪

DYLAN:
Our ability to glide

from what society deems normal

to what we've defined
as abnormal

is in part because
we carry inside us

versions of ourselves
as the children we once were.

All it takes
is the right person,

the right place or word

to cleave us open
and have that child emerge

in all its glorious joy,
selfishness and anger.

It can push us to do things
we normally would not,

and I'm not just talking
about flossing.

A perfectly loving person

can become a heartless person,

given the right circumstances.

Any idea what's
going on in there?

Nope.

Lieutenant's been in there
with her for a while.

Needham.

Okay.

MAN:
Car seven's clear.

DYLAN:
ESU. Bomb Squad.

OEM. FBI.

This isn't good.

♪

♪

LIZZIE:
We can rule out an accident.

♪

We had an incident
on the R Train earlier today

with multiple fatalities.

We will be withholding
the victims' names

until their next of kin
have been notified.

All I can say now
is a poisonous gas

was released on that subway.

What exactly the gas was,
how it was released

and who released it
remain unknown at this time.

Conductor Johnson,
I'm Detective Needham.

This is my partner,
Dylan Reinhart.

Can you tell us
what happened?

I've been on the R Train
for nine years.

I've never seen
anything like this ever.

Anything unusual happen?

I was held in the tunnel
by dispatch.

For how long?Almost five minutes.

Train ahead of us
had a door malfunction.

Thank you. Get some rest.

So, the passengers
were between stations

for around five times longer
than expected.

That's a lifetime when
you're inhaling toxic fumes.

There is no way
the killer knew

that the train would
have been delayed.

Unless the killer-- or killers--
delayed the train.

Either way, the gas had
enough time to damage that pole.

Either way, everyone on that car
is indeed dead.

Maybe not everyone.

LIZZIE: Hey!DYLAN: Were you on that train?

LIZZIE:
Hey, hey. You okay?

Yeah.

I can smell the gas
on his jacket.

Oh, y-you shouldn't
have that on you.

It's contaminated.

Can you take it off?

I'm good.

He's not a victim.
He's a thief.

Turn around.

I haven't seen one of these

since I was a kid.I found that.

I found all of these.

Found?

Passengers drop crap
all the time

when they're rushing
to make their train.

Look, I'm not
a bad guy.

I just... I work this line.

I-I grab things when I can.

You pick dead people's pockets.

Don't sell yourself short.

You sound like a wonderful guy.

What did you see down there?

I saw the bodies...

bunched in front of the doors.

The Walkman was just laying on
the ground not next to anybody,

so I took it.

And a phone from
some guy's hand.

I mean, what was he
gonna do with it, you know?

Okay, come on.

Come on.

DYLAN: Any word on that phone
the pickpocket... picked?

Still waiting for it
to be unlocked,

along with all the
other phones from that car.

Anything on the cassette
in the Walkman?

The Walkman was broken,

and finding a working
cassette player around here

may be more challenging
than finding the killer.

If there was a specific target
on the train,

maybe the Walkman could give us
a clue as to why.

Or it could be
a Duran Duran mix tape.

I happen to have a
cassette deck at home.

Oh. In your boom box?

Yes, next to my eight-track.

What's an eightOoh.

So, probably shouldn't ask
who Duran Duran are?

No!
Kidding.

My first Walkman
changed my life.

I used to listen to music
on it all the time.

It was my escape.

Was your childhood
really that bad?

My mother was busy taking care
of my father.

My father was busy
taking care of his work.

It's not like the
bills weren't paid

or there was no
food on the table.

Just, I had a cassette player
for my best friend.

JASMINE:
Okay, listen up, everybody.

There were 12 victims
on the car, all adults.

Seven of the 12 were from out
of state, one French diplomat.

Still assessing
the CCTV footage

from every stop on the line,

and no one has claimed
responsibility... yet.

This is being treated
as a terrorist act,

so the FBI will take the lead.

We need to pull together
and sniff out those responsible

and show them
and the rest of the world

no one gets to do this to us.

Let's get 'em.

No one claimed responsibility.

Terrorists need credit.

They usually aim for
big, splashy targets

with high body counts,

yet this was the last car,
typically the least populated,

of a fairly quiet subway line,

not even at rush hour.

Would now be a bad time

to tell them it's
not a terrorist attack?

FUCCI:
They unlocked the phone
from the pickpocket.

Belongs to victim Josh Monaz.

Sent a text
from the subway:

"Doors closed
before I could get off.

Meet you at the usual place."

To a Grace Asher.

GRACE:
It's horrible.

He was an amazing man,
and we were soul mates.

May I ask why you
didn't come forward?

DYLAN:
Is it because you were

having an affair
with the victim?

Having an affair?
With Josh?

You aren't wearing
a wedding ring,

and all four male victims
were wearing one.

People who want
to hide the truth

tend to gesture toward
themselves, as you have done;

play with their hair,
as you are doing;

and repeat the question
before answering it,

as you did when
I asked you

if you were having an
affair with the victim.

Oh, and as Detective
Needham mentioned,

you didn't
come forward.

Josh is married,

but not happily.

We were going
to a hotel,

and I didn't want anyone
to find out.

What happened on
the platform?

We were heading
for the train,

and Josh was ahead of me.

And then, suddenly,
this guy appears on my left

and barrels into me
as he passes.

He knocked my bag down.

All of my things
went flying.

What did he look like?

He was skinny, white.

I call out to Josh,
but he's too far ahead.

I look up
to see the guy.

He was wearing
a backpack,

and he gets onto
the same car as Josh.

Just as the doors are
about to close, he hops off

and then jumps
onto another car.

J-Josh tries to hold the doors
open for me...

and...

I grab my things, but...

the doors slam shut,
and the train takes off, and...

that was the last time that I...

I'll never see him again.

Do you remember any more detail

about the guy
who knocked into you?

He... he had a tattoo, uh...

on his forearm.

It was just a blur,

but I think it was a leaf.

Like...

a marijuana leaf.

We are New Yorkers.

: That is why our city
is open for business,

including the subway.

I will be taking the subway
back to city hall,

and I implore my fellow
New Yorkers to do the same.

That's the official
public message,

but FBI and DHS
are still on high alert.

French diplomat didn't have
any apparent enemies.

No one's standing down yet.

That cassette tape
was just a long,

boring lecture about the
history of Central Park.

MAN :
...and the Olmstead Hotel.

Frederick Law Olmstead
served as the park's...

LIZZIE:
And turns out that
victim's mistress

wasn't as much help with
the sketch artist as we'd hoped.

We struck out looking

for a matching marijuana tattoo
in the tattoo book.

Maybe the FBI
had better luck with her.

Speaking of which, there's been
an operational shift overnight.

So, even though we apprehended
a thief and found an eyewitness,

we're being pushed aside?

The Joint Terrorism Task Force
is going to take the lead,

linking with
federal investigators.This is a huge case.

I want to catch
the son of a bitch who did this.

You know it's not my call.

Don't worry.

Very few terrorists
have motives that are

psychologically complex
or individually nuanced.

Religious zealot,
fascist militant...

pretty much
the same guy.

Oh, how boring for you.

I do have something for you.

We thought it was
connected to the subway,

but given the negligible
size of the explosive,

we're ruling that out.

Yay. We get the negligible case.

There was a small explosion

at the Central Park Carousel--
one fatality.

It's yours.

There was an explosion
around 8:30.

Threw this blue horse and
this guy into the air.

Found some explosives
in the carousel area,

and you got some
eyewitnesses over there.

WOMAN:
We were on our morning ride.

We got about
a block north, and boom.

Kathy called 911.

I passed this.

I don't know if it
belonged to the bomber

or if some kid lost it,

but I thought
I'd grab it.

You should give
him a medal.

He rushed in to save
that guy's life.

I just did what
any New Yorker would do.

And, anyway,
it wasn't enough.

What's your name?

Kyle Adams.

Um, I had a father and son

in my carriage
when I heard the explosion.

I, uh...
I'm a hansom cab driver.

The last place a horse should be

is walking around the streets
of New York City.

Shame on you!

We treat our horses better

than most people
treat their dogs.

Not to mention, we hit fewer
pedestrians than bicyclists.

LIZZIE:
If you both don't mind...

Please continue.

Um, I told them
they'd have

to walk the rest of the way,
and I rushed to help the man.

I was too late.
Thank you.

You can all go.

Officer, can we get
this to the lab?

Absolutely.As soon as possible.

Dylan.

Roger.

CIA involved in this?

The Case of the
Merry

Hardly.

I was called in for
the subway incident.

That French diplomat
who died--

he was DGSE,
stationed in Tehran,

and he was
under surveillance by us.

I understand Command Ops
took you off the main event.

I can get you reassigned,

stop you from wasting
your time here.

In fact, I already
made the call.

Hey, it's a big case.

My car's waiting.No, thanks.

ROGER:
Well, figured it
was worth a shot.

At least let me take you
and Andrew to dinner tonight.

I'll check in later.

You look pretty good.

Police work suits you.

Who's that?

That...

is my father.

The vic was Cyrus Bryant.
He was one of my CIs when I

was in narcotics. He'd been
cooperating for a while.

Cyrus had been involved in
the ongoing investigation

into two warring drug dealers
vying for uptown traffic.

Looks like he got hit
and we lost a CI.

DYLAN:
Wouldn't drug lords
just shoot a rival?

Why cause a public spectacle
with an explosion?

There's a hole in the back
of this saddle.

Oh, got something for you.

I love when
this happens.

When what happens?When I might be wrong.

It keeps me on my toes.

Maybe this is
about drugs.

Oh, I give this burst
of humility about three seconds.

Except I don't think
it is about drugs.

Ooh! Two seconds.

I mean, why use an explosive?

And such a small one. No.

Something else is going on.

Don't be mad just because
I disagree with you.

You always
disagree with me.

And I'm not mad.
I'm frustrated.

We had a chance to get
back on the subway case.

You didn't even check
with me before saying no.

My father caught me
off guard.

He loves to get
in my head.

But he still came here to
offer it and to see you.

No, he came here because

a French diplomat died
in the attack.

Maybe he came to
the city for that.

Didn't he come to
the park for you?

Mm, it's not that simple.

Never is with family.

Maybe you can explain it to me.

I'd like to know.

I wrote a book, Freaks,

which was a best seller,
which got me in Peoplemagazine,

which you read three times.

I'm familiar with the book.

I'm not sure my father is.

I don't know if he ever read it.

So ask him.

I'm not sure I want
to know the answer.

You shouldn't wonder.

Just ask. Take control.

If he hasn't read it, let him
know how much it bothers you.

It's not such a big deal.
It's just a book.

I'm gonna go and listen
to that cassette again,

see if I missed anything.

Any leads on the subway case?Uh, not that I've heard,

but since I'm not on it,
I wouldn't know.

Lizzie, we need your help
with Lieutenant Gooden.

Why?Because you're her friend
and you never do anything wrong.

FUCCI: Yeah, you wouldn't stand
in a "ten items or less" line

with 11 items.You're the ultimate
rule follower.

Gee, thanks, guys.

What's wrong?

Lou has locked herself in

the conference room,
closed the blinds

and said she is not
to be disturbed.

So don't disturb her.No, no, no, no, no, no.

We need you to disturb her,
all right?

I'm this close
to having a panic attack.

I've seen him have a panic
attack. It's not pretty.

Why is Lou talking
to Internal Affairs?

Can you go in and find out?

Lizzie?

Fine.

Don't stand there. Move around.

:
I'm so sorry.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

I just need a veil.

Lizzie, meet Olga.

Olga, Lizzie.
Hi.

I'm at work when
the bridal shop opens,

and I'm still at work
after it closes.

Olga was kind enough
to offer to do my fittings

in our conference room.

Everything okay?

Oh, yeah.
The guys just thought that you

were meeting
with Internal Affairs again.

Again?
Yesterday.

Sally, uh, she wasn't here

on, uh, police
business yesterday.

She's helping me
plan my wedding.

Oh. Okay.

S-Sorry.

Wait, Sal... Sally?

Excuse me, Olga.
Do you mind?

Can you just give us
a minute, please?

Thanks.

You...

You asked Sally?

Because...

being on her third marriage,
she's got more experience?

You've been really swamped,
and you're doing great work.

We are always swamped.

I asked you to help
with my wedding.

I know, but you just went
on a date.

You're finally
moving on.

Finally...

Okay, I get it.

Sorry that I've been a drag.

Lizzie, you haven't,

but you've had
a rough time.

It's not even a year yet
since...

You're afraid I'm too fragile?

I just didn't want to stir up
any more pain for you.

Your wedding should
have come first.

It should have, but it didn't.

Yeah, you're right.
I'm... I get it.

I'm sorry
that I barged in on you.

That dress is
gonna be perfect.

Uh, if you have a beer
that costs

less than $20, I'll take it.

Otherwise, tap water is fine.

:
These prices are criminal.

Oh, immoral.
I would like a triple shot

of your finest tequila,
and could you bring it

as fast as humanly possible,
please?

Right away, sir.
Thank you.

:
Wow.

You know when you, uh,
walk into a place

or just see it and you
have a physical reaction?

Well, um, all this
restaurant is to me

is a repository of
upsetting memories of dinners

with my dear ol' dad.Come on, Dylan.

It's just... it's only dinner.

You're clearly forgetting

the last meal we had
with my dad.

You told him you were
leaving the CIA.

It's-it's... it's the only
thing he ever wanted for you.

But...The only thing he thought that
you both had in common.

Of course he wasn't gonna
react well to that news.

Well, he didn't have to be
so... him about it.

Tonight's gonna be different.

There'll be no bad news.

There'll be no news
at all, and besides,

there is nothing your
father can say or do

that I can't
help you handle.

There you are.Thank you.

Except maybe that.

Welcome back, sir.

What is Lizzie
doing here with him?

I invited Lizzie
to join us, Dylan.

I thought it'd
be nice to have

both of your partners together.

ROGER: Andrew.ANDREW: Roger.

Your father didn't tell you
he invited me.

Nope. He likes to
withhold things.

Heard you gave up law
and bought a bar.

Yes, I did. I, uh...

I needed a less sleazy
work environment.

Lizzie was just telling me
what it's like working with you.

Oh, I hope she didn't overuse
the word, "lackluster."

You don't have
to answer any more

of my father's
questions.

My son is a big proponent
of secrecy.

It's genetic.ANDY : Roger,

how long are you in town for?

Until we can close
the terrorist attack.

It's not a terrorist attack.Ah...

Dylan likes to be a contrarian.

You mean I like to be right?

Well, hop back on the case
and prove it.

My offer still stands.

We have a case.

You know that.Ah, yes.

The Carnage on the Carousel.

Don't do this.

Come back.

Really?

That's why you're here?

Yes, this whole terrorist attack

is a ploy to get me
to lure you back.

It wasn't a terrorist attack.

Don't throw your calling away
on this nonsense.

LIZZIE: Excuse me.

There's a fire at
the Olmstead Hotel and a body.

Do you want to go check it out?Yes, I do.

Sorry to not eat and run,
but we have some nonsense

to attend to.

I'm sorry.
See you.

♪

There's blood on the back
of his head.

Maybe the fire
was just a cover-up

for killing this guy.

DYLAN:
Huh.

They moved the chair
and the couch.

Why go to the trouble
of rearranging the furniture,

ripping this place apart,

only to burn it down?

Maybe it's not
about the body.

We're homicide cops.

It better be about the body.

People destroy things
because they've projected

their self-hatred
onto something outside

which has to be
annihilated.

No other vics?

No one else was found here?
No kids?

No, just this guy.

So, why the kid's robe?

DYLAN:
He destroys a room.

Destroys a carousel horse.

Kid's shoe.

Kid's robe.

Why do all this damage if you're
just gonna kill someone?

Whoever did this wanted
to destroy this place,

much like someone
wanted to destroy

that blue
carousel horse.

Victims may have
been killed,

but I don't think that
was the intention.

I think that horse
and this room

were the actual targets,

and I think these crimes were
perpetrated by the same person,

and I think
he's only just started.

The man who rented out
the Olmstead Suite paid with

a stolen card. They don't
know who the victim was.

Judging from the
footage we viewed,

the killer must have
known his victim

and invited him in,
but he was careful

to keep himself hidden
from the cameras.

Could the vic
have been in on it?

Maybe.

Possible but unlikely.

What I think
is more likely is that

the killer was interrupted
by his visitor,

confronted about
what he was doing,

and he had no choice
but to silence him.

That's an awfully big leap

with zero evidence
to support it.

It is.

But the room wasn't trashed

in the way a rock star
trashes a room--

chaotic and haphazard.

There was a clear order
to how it was damaged,

and the furniture
was rearranged

with a sense
of logic.

The clock
in the room

was damaged at 9:48.

That's when it stopped.

The victim arrived at 9:55.

The only reason
to destroy a room

in the way it was done

is if it had a personal
meaning to him.

If he's internally fragmented,
he projects

all the bad stuff about himself
onto these places--

the carousel, the Olmstead room.

You're gonna
have to get

something more concrete
than that.

Too negligible?Nice one, Lizzie.

How about the robe
and the sneaker?

Both kids' sizes.And the carousel.

All childlike stuff.

He could be the Doogie Howser
of murderers,

but he could
also be an adult

who is destroying
his own memories,

pieces of himself.

"The Doogie Howser
of murderers."

Yeah, gonna need more than that.

Lizzie.

Mm

Is what happened with us
gonna be a problem for this?

Not for me.

It doesn't mean
I've forgotten about it.

I didn't mean
to hurt your feelings.

I'm sure you didn't mean to.

I should get back to work.

You know it's
Lieutenant Gooden's job

to be unimaginative
and irritating?

Yes.

She didn't ask me
to help plan her wedding.

She thought
it'd be hard for you.

Would it?Yes, but that's
beside the point.

Let me make that choice.

Maybe she didn't
want you to have to.

Events, like places, can be
powder kegs for buried emotions.

Lieutenant Gooden
was protecting you

from going through the
anguish of grief again.

Even if you know
you have to move on,

it doesn't make it any easier.

For the record,
it's aggravating sometimes

how smart you are.

Tell me about it.

"Events, like places..."

What about 'em?

I think he was trying

to destroy his
own bad memories,

but why now?

The tattoo.
Mm-hmm.

The girl said the subway suspect

had a tattoo.Yeah, like a marijuana plant.

What looks like cannabis
but isn't cannabis?

I give up.
A maple leaf.

What is Central Park's symbol?

Look how close they all are.

The carousel,
the Olmstead, the subway.

This train leads
right to the park.

All of these.
It's the same guy.

What is he telling us?

The Walkman was damaged,
but maybe it wasn't from age.

Maybe it was from whatever
was released in that subway car.

Maybe the subway attack
wasn't meant to kill people.

Maybe they were just
collateral damage.

Did the FBI ever
share the compound

that was found in that backpack?Nope.

But I know someone
who's still on the case.

He gave me his number

at dinner last night.

I thought we consult
each other first.

Oh, we do?

So... you and your dad.

You and me, we do this
because we can't turn it off.

It's who we are.

My father's the same way,

except in his mind,
saving lives,

protecting people,
exists in a hierarchy.

The more people you save,
the more of a hero you are.

So being a cop
isn't good enough?

Oh, nothing I did
ever was.

First of all, it was
my ability with music.

Then it was because I didn't
like girls the way he did.

Our relationship was like
a series of little threads.

Each day, he'd pull one
until who I was

had all these little holes.

I'm so sorry.

True story.

Do you mind if I call him

See what's in the backpack?

Thank you for asking.

Your father said the chemical

in the subway attack
was chlorine.

A high concentration
could be fatal

within a few minutes
of exposure.

It's also a corrosive gas
that can destroy metal.

He used chlorine
to damage the subway car.

The same way he destroyed
part of that carousel

and the hotel room.

Places.

Had that train
not stopped unexpectedly,

those subway riders
would probably have lived.

You happy now?

Why would I be happy?

You got your wish.

We're back on the subway case.

DOUG:
So, this is weird.

The vic in the hotel didn't die
from smoke inhalation.

The signs point to blunt-force
trauma being the cause of death.

What's weird about that?

His blood panel showed
leptospirosis in his system.

LIZZIE:
What's weird
about that?

DYLAN:
Leptospirosis is a
bacterial infection

that can infect people
who've come into contact

with cattle,
pigs and horses.

There aren't too many cattle
or pigs in New York City.

Horses!
Horses!

We were told you're
friends with Kyle Adams.

Do you know him?

Kyle's not working today.

That's our horse, the blue one--
the one that was blown up.

Is that you?
Uh, no.

This is Kyle's cab.Why isn't he working today?

It's his birthday.

Do you know
where he might be?

No, but he lives
above the stables.

LIZZIE:
Police.

Uh, w-we need to
talk to Kyle Adams.

I gave Kyle the day off.

Are any of your
drivers missing?

Uh, Fritz.

I haven't seen him
since yesterday.

Is he okay?

Is this Fritz?

Oh, my God.

What happened?

We're still piecing
things together.

Does Kyle have any tattoos?

On his forearm. A leaf.

We're gonna need
to see Kyle's apartment.

Look at these.

The crime scenes.

DYLAN: And I'll bet
Kyle was at every one.

Terence Adams.

Kyle's father?

Why do I know that name?

Oh, Terence Adams
led the restoration

of Central Park
in the '80s.

That's whose voice
was on the Walkman.

Kyle's dad.

It didn't belong to a tourist.
It was Kyle's.

Explains Kyle's
connection to the park.Uh-huh.

The city thought
of Mr. Adams as a savior.

Seemed to
have it all.

Until he committed suicide
28 years ago today.

That would explain why now.

Oh.

He killed himself
on Kyle's birthday.

It's the logic of someone
with arrested development.

He's thinking
like a seven-year-old.

The Walkman,

the sneaker, the bathrobe.

They weren't just found
at those scenes.

They were left there by Kyle.

Tributes.

Sacred last memories
with his dad

that now he's letting go.

It's a suicide mission.

Just like his dad

on the very same day,

at the very
same age.

So that's that smell.

It's not horse dung.

It's lawn fertilizer.

With ammonium nitrate--
the same thing

McVeigh used in Oklahoma City.

Kyle's planning
something big.

The question is

Uh, did-did it say
where his father killed himself?

He jumped off
the Brooklyn Bridge,

but Kyle wasn't there
to catch him.

That photo, with the bridge
in the background--

his father's office.

It's my bet that Kyle will want

to destroy that memory, too,
and watch it being destroyed.

We have to get to the bridge
before he blows it up.

Set up a perimeter
at Brooklyn Bridge.

Notify ESU and Bomb Squad.
Let all units know.

Stay off your portables
in Lower Manhattan.

Stay off your portables?
Walkie

Isn't that how the cops
talk to each other?

Radio waves could set off
a bomb and kill us.

I'll find Bomb Squad.I'll look for Kyle.

I think I know where he may be.

What do we got?

Mobilization points set up
at Chambers and Cadman Plaza.

Okay.

Kyle!

I know you.

Yeah, we... met at the carousel

when you tried
to save that man's life.

I know you're
not a killer.

I know that wasn't
part of your plan.

The carousel was bombed
before it opened

to avoid casualties.

The passengers
would've lived

if the train hadn't
gotten stuck in that tunnel.

Even killing Fritz
was an accident, wasn't it?

I-I didn't...

I didn't mean to
kill anybody.

Th-They were just
in the wrong places.

I know.

Tell me about
that last day,

what you did
with your dad.

Check the cars down that block.OFFICER: It's clear!

OFFICER 2: Every car so far
has been cleared.

It was your birthday.

My dad took off work
for my birthday.

I wanted to spend it
in New York City,

do all the things...All the things

that any young kid
from out of town

would want to do in the big city
on his birthday.

Ride the carousel.
Stay in a fancy hotel.

Go on the subway.No, I wanted to walk
across the Brooklyn Bridge.

He didn't.

It was late.

I threw a tantrum.
He took me.

He did everything for me.

He... he was the greatest man
I ever met.

But then later
he went back there.

He said good
night to me

at the hotel.

Said he had to go back
to the office.

It's right downstairs.Yeah, I know.

I-I could
never grow up

to be the man
he wanted me to be.

Yeah, he was a great man.

And he wanted you
to have a great day.

But at the end of it,
he killed himself.

And you know what?

None of that, no matter what
your mind tells you...

none of that was your fault.

It was.I know that you believe

you are destined to become like
your father, but you are not.

You are not
like your father,

and you never will be.

Who are you?

My name's Dylan.

Get ready to see something,
Dylan.

If you press that button,

it won't be just your memory
that you destroy--

or the bridge.

Hundreds of people--

out for a walk,
going to work...

OFFICER:
This one's clear, too!

There! That's it!

Let's go. Over there.The horse trailer!

People who love this city,

who love the park.

Fathers and sons.

And you know what?

Some of them might be
spending a birthday together.

Do you really want
to kill them?

That is not who you are, Kyle.

I know it's not.

Kyle, no!

Everyone's safe.

The bomb's defused.

You did well.
So did you.

Had Kyle pulled
that detonator...

I could have saved him.

He's a mass killer.

Losing a parent to suicide
at an early age

can often be a catalyst
for psychiatric disorders.

That is no excuse
for what he did.

I know. The worst thing is--

he thought his father's
suicide was his fault,

that he had made
his father jump.

He was ill, damaged,

just like his dad.

But he spent his whole life

believing he had failed him,

and he just couldn't
move on from that.

Moving on isn't always so easy.

Hasn't been for me.

It wasn't for Kyle,

and look at all
the damage it did.

A dad commits suicide
on his son's birthday.

I think the father's the one
who failed the son.

I heard that
can happen.

True story.

Oh!

Need some help?

Ah, piece of cake.

Okay...

Okay.

Maybe it can now be
your something borrowed,

except you never have
to give it back.

My veil.

What is that, the
world's biggest veil?

It's got my dress in there, too.

Promise, if you hate it,
you'll tell me.

I'm gonna love it.

You know, I went with you to
ten different bridal shops,

then you change your mind
at the last minute

and buy something
on your own?

I was full of surprises... then.

It would have been...

I should have asked you
to help me with my wedding.

And I get why you didn't.

You sure about this?

It's been down there
gathering dust and self-pity.

Time for it and me to move on,

and I'm glad it'll finally
see the light of day.

You and Dylan saved the
day and a lot of lives.

Proud of you.

Thanks, boss.

What

What?

Um...

I hate this veil.What?

It is the single most
stomach-turning thing

I've ever seen, and
I work in homicide.Oh, that...

No, no, no, that is not
my dress or my veil.

Oh, thank God.

The shop must have
sent me the wrong one.

I just never realized it,
'cause I never opened the box.

: Oh, my God.

I could play Aladdin.

Oh, I love it.

I'm wearing that
to your wedding.

ROGER: Very nice of
you to see me off.

I don't get
the chance too often,

and I do have my own agenda.

My book came out
in paperback this week.

Never mind.

If you're trying to get
me to support your sales,

I'm happy to purchase it, but
I already own the hardcover.

Freaks.

A worthy effort.

What do they say?

"Everyone has one
book in them."

I did recognize
myself in there.

Something about
Mother's cancer

and how a loving person
can still be heartless.

I meant it.

Thank you for calling
me a loving person.

The life chose me,

and those who are lucky
to be chosen for this

are meant to abide.

I'm not making that choice.

Don't turn your back on
your gift to spite me.

You've always embraced
your true self.

It's who you are whether
you accept it or not.

Dad, it's who I am whether
youaccept it or not.

I once said those
same words to you,

just in a
different context.

You weren't raised
to think it's okay to quit,

to be a failure.

You cannot turn your back
on your responsibility

for a relationship.

I'm proud of who I am.

Yes, I loved my
work at the Agency.

It was a fascinating,
thrilling, fulfilling life,

if sometimes immoral,

but when I met Andy,
I realized I knew nothing

about a fulfilling life.

That's been his gift to me.

I got where I am,
I've done what I've done,

because I've learned
to sacrifice.

I'm not you.

You're a better case officer
than I ever was.

More clever, more defiant.

If I had your abilities,

I never would have gone
into administration.

You were the case officer
I always wanted to be.

I should go.

Uh, have a safe trip.

♪ She sings the songs

♪ The words she knows,
the tune she hums ♪

♪ But oh, how it feels so real

♪ Lying here with no one near

♪ Only you

♪ And you can hear me...

How'd it go?

Somehow... not bad.

♪ Slowly

♪ Hold me closer,
tiny dancer... ♪

Thank you.

For what?

For being you.

♪ Count the headlights
on the highway... ♪

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