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I can't study at your place.

Your dorm smells like dirty socks and farts.

Ah, all college dorm rooms smell like that.

Come on. My place.

Is your brother still there?

Probably.

It's temporary.

Yeah, you've been saying that for a while now.

I don't understand why you have such a problem with it.

I mean, Maya and Bethany don't, and they're my roommates.

You notice he's all over them?

Actually, it's the other way around.

And why do you care? - I don't. I just--

You live in campus housing, and your brother is--

I just don't want you to get in trouble.

Admin's not gonna find out.

God, you're such a rule-follower.

I love that about you.

Forget all these books.

I'll tell you what you need to know.

We coexist.

And this creates a social contract.

You follow me so far?

Oh, I follow, baby.

And this social contract that we all have

is secondary to the individual.

What really matters is the self above all, above society.

And it's through valuing ourselves

that we fight for our happiness.

Whatever.

What, you aren't willing to fight for what's good?

I think a little Ayn Rand goes a long way.

A lot of people valued her words.

They built a statue to her book

right in the heart of Rockefeller Center.

No, they didn't.

It's a statue of Atlas, not "Atlas Shrugged."

Dev, just leave it.

Wow.

You must really think you know a lot,

being where you come from and all.

I'm from New Jersey.

I mean where you're really from originally.

I've seen the world, met a lot of different kinds of people,

and almost to a man, everybody wants to be happy.

And it's on each of us to determine what makes us happy.

You--you, for example.

You make me happy.

And you me.

You are all I want.

What about me?

You, Bethany, are a work in progress.

If you wanna be a part of our family,

you need to self-actualize.

Get rid of your baggage and be a woman.

It's like this.

I would die for you,

but I couldn't and wouldn't live for you.

You know what that means?

Not really.

Like I said, work in progress.

You'll get there.

Let's go. - Mm-hmm.

Bethany, where are you going?

I'm going to party.

You should try it sometime, Dev.

You still up?

Yeah, just catching up on some things.

What things?

Work stuff.

At 3:00 in the morning?

- Is it? - Yeah, it is.

I must have lost track of time.

All right.

Keep it down out here, all right?

Good night.

Open up.

Let's go.

Open up.

I'm coming.

Mr. Addison, what are you-- - Where is he?

- Who? - Your brother.

What? Patrick!

Son of a bitch. That's my daughter.

Dad, stop, stop, stop!

Dad, please!

Patrick!

Stop, please!

Dad! Oh, my God.

Dad, what are you doing here?

What the hell?

- Oh, my God! Jesus! - No, no, no.

Leave me alone. - Dad, please.

Stop. Stop! - Son of a--

Patrick. Patrick, get out of here!

Give me the gun. Give me--give me the gun!

Now! Now!

No!

One hour ago, homicide and double kidnapping

in a dorm room at Kincaid College in Connecticut.

Ingrid was thinking of applying there.

Three roommates live there: Carly Cassidy, Bethany Storm,

and Maya Addison.

DOA on the floor is Maya's father, Paul.

Bethany's dad was also attacked,

and he's at Berkshire Hospital with a serious head injury.

We know who did this?

His name is Patrick Cassidy, Carly's brother,

32-year-old ex-con currently on parole for armed robbery.

What the hell was he doing at the college?

Is he a student there?

No, Carly told campus police he was just visiting.

Apparently, there was something going on

with him, Bethany, and Maya,

and when their dads showed up to confront them about it,

he assaulted them and kidnapped their daughters.

Fled in Maya's red Toyota, BOLO's out.

What kind of thing going on between them?

That's what we need to find out.

You and Kristin take the crime scene.

Ray and Hana, cover Bethany's mom at the hospital.

I'm gonna go talk to Patrick Cassidy's parole officer.

You okay?

Yeah.

I just stayed up late working.

I fell asleep on the couch.

My neck's all sore.

Here, try this.

Always helps me with a hangover.

Thanks.

You guys have it all wrong.

Patrick's not the bad guy here. He's the victim.

What do you mean by that?

The gun, that wasn't Patrick's.

It was Maya's dad who pulled the gun on my brother.

Tell her. - Uh, yeah, that's true.

It only went off because Patrick was trying

to get it away from him.

Is that what you saw?

I don't know.

I mean, it was really hard to tell.

Dev, come on. He was just defending himself.

Then why did he run, and why did he force Maya

and Bethany to go with him?

He didn't--they went with him because they wanted to.

They wanted to go with an ex-con

who just attacked both their fathers

and shot one of them dead?

Carly, that's murder.

Wait.

Your brother was in prison?

It was--it was a long time ago.

He's been on parole for six months.

Patrick wasn't just visiting.

He's been here for, like, two months now.

Doing what?

Annoying people.

He claimed he was auditing classes.

He'd just use the gym and sneak in the cafeteria

and munch off people's meal cards.

And Carly was okay with that?

He's the only family she has.

You know, their parents are dead,

and they grew up in foster care.

Patrick's older then Carly, and she idolizes him,

but I didn't like him.

Why is that?

I mean, he's weird and-- and full of it, and--

and he's got Bethany and Maya wrapped

around his little finger.

And is he dating one of them?

It's both.

And neither of them seem to mind.

It's like they're under some type of spell or something.

You know, I should have just told Admin,

but I didn't wanna get Carly in trouble.

So you told Maya and Bethany's parents.

I figured they should know what's going on, right?

It was easy enough to get their emails.

And that's why their dads showed up.

I feel terrible.

But I didn't know they were gonna do that.

And I didn't know that Patrick was an ex-con

and people could get shot and kidnapped.

So the girls didn't go willingly.

Maya's hard to say, okay?

But Bethany, definitely not.

Patrick pointed the gun at her. She didn't wanna go.

Mrs. Storm.

I'm Agent Gibson. This is Agent Cannon.

We're sorry about your husband.

How's he doing?

He--he has a bad concussion.

And they're worried about swelling in his brain.

We know how hard this is for you,

but we do need to talk to you about what happened.

Okay.

Uh, uh,

last night, when I got the email,

I was afraid to show Dan.

He's so controlling, and Bethany's always

been Daddy's little girl.

But they've been arguing a lot lately.

About what?

Last month, Bethany said she wanted a car.

Dan sent her $5,000, but she never bought the car.

She just kept the money.

Then a couple of nights ago, they were arguing

about what classes Bethany wanted to take,

and Dan said that somebody was putting

crazy ideas in her head.

And Bethany denied it, of course,

but when I got Dev's email and I saw that some strange man

was staying in her dorm and sleeping in her room,

I knew I had to tell him.

And this email--

it's the first time you've ever heard of Patrick Cassidy?

Yes. Yes.

She never mentioned him.

Oh, my God. It's her. What should I do?

Answer it. Put it on speaker.

Stay calm. Now, ask her where she is.

Try to get a precise location.

Okay.

Bethany, oh, my God.

Are you okay?

Mom, I'm scared.

It's okay, baby. Where are you?

Is Dad okay?

He'll be fine.

Where are you?

I don't know. We've been driving.

Patrick--

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

What are you doing? Get out of here.

Get out of here! - Bethy.

Bethy, honey?

Please don't.

You're hurting me!

Get out!

Shut up!

Shut--shut up.

Bethy, honey?

Pinged a tower in Amston.

They've gotta be within a three-mile radius.

I'll set a perimeter. He's on to her, though.

They're probably already on the move.

Oh, my God.

What's he gonna do to her?

- I told you no cell phones. - I know.

Then why'd you make me hurt you?

You know I don't wanna do that!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I just wanted to know if my dad's okay.

My dad's dead and I didn't call anyone.

That's right. That's right, that's right.

Look, you knew what the plan was, Bethany.

You said you were in. - I am.

I just got scared.

I didn't think it was going to be till later.

Well, our dads upped the timing on that, didn't they?

Is that another phone call you made?

To tell them about Patrick?

Maya, no.

I didn't tell them. I swear.

Your father's love isn't real, Bethany.

To him, you're just another investment,

like a prized possession he can pluck off the shelf,

like one of his vintage wines and show off to his friends.

No. No.

- Perfect. - Don't hurt me.

Perfect daughter at the perfect college

with the perfect major.

He'll tell you what job to get, who to marry.

He'll probably even pick your house.

It'll never be about your happiness.

It'll always be about his.

Your mom can't help, either.

She's just as weak as you are.

I say we get rid of her.

She's not good enough for this family.

Yes, I am.

I already helped with the $5,000.

We need more than just your money, Bethany!

We need your heart! - Patrick!

And I don't think you have it to give!

Please.

I don't want to go back to my parents.

I want to stay with you

and be happy.

Then prove it.

How?

I'll do anything.

Show her.

Look at the tip of this iron.

Look at it. You see it?

It forms a triangle.

You know in Greek, the triangle's called a delta.

And delta is the symbol of change.

Are you ready to change, Bethany?

Are you ready to own your happiness with me and Maya?

I am.

To our futures.

To happiness.

Together.

You did so good.

So good.

Catch me up. Grid search is a bust?

No sign of them or the Toyota,

but Hana's up on Carly Cassidy's phone.

If she contacts the brother or the roommate, we will know.

What'd you get from the parole officer?

That Patrick was lying about his place of residence,

paying off the halfway house,

always had a problem with authority,

and never been able to keep a steady job on the outside,

and this phony managed to take enough classes in prison

to get his BA in philosophy.

More like a BS.

Carly's boyfriend told us Patrick was always

spouting off these ideas about bucking the system

and finding your happiness just to get the girls in his bed.

He also said they were all family,

and apparently, they ate that right up.

I did some digging into Maya.

She never knew her mother, and her father was abusive,

so I can kind of see why she might be attracted

to Patrick's attention and charisma,

why maybe she wants to be with him.

But why take Bethany?

She didn't wanna go, and she's a liability.

Right, she's a different story--

privileged upbringing, dad's controlling,

but in more of a gilded cage sort of way,

seems to have a very specific idea of the image

that his perfect daughter should present to the world,

and for the most part, it seems like

she's been willing to play the part.

Yeah, until she met Patrick.

Right, well, he challenges her.

I'd imagine if he can win her over, he'll feel invincible.

Or he's just a creep who wants to have sex.

So what, he's some love guru or something?

I mean, I'd call it a cult, but he only has one follower.

Well, you gotta start somewhere.

Yeah, but what's the endgame?

Apart from not wanting to go back to prison?

I get that, but he's gotta want something.

Parole officer just followed up.

He remembered having to warn Patrick last month

about hanging out with his old cellmate,

Diego Alamada, address in Stamford.

You think he might reach out to him?

Go check it out. Take Gaines.

It's Maya's car.

Engine's still hot.

They gotta be here.

Yo, you picked the wrong day to shoot at an FBI agent.

Drop the gun and step out with your hands up.

All right, all right. Don't shoot, bro.

Don't shoot. Don't shoot.

You good?

Yeah, I'm good.

- Here! - You got me, Gaines?

- I'm right here. - Get over there.

Anybody else in the house?

No.

We're clear upstairs.

Where's Patrick and the girls?

The car's engine is still hot.

Obviously, they were here.

I don't know what you're talking about.

No? What about this? You know anything about that?

Huh?

It's illegal to sell meth.

Between that and shooting at a federal agent,

you're going back to prison for the rest of your life.

You need to help yourself out here and start talking.

Why was Patrick here?

I don't like to be shot at, all right?

You got three seconds-- - Okay, okay!

All right! Just chill.

Damn.

Look, he had 5,000 cash.

He said he wanted guns, assault rifles.

I told him he needed more than 5,000.

It was gonna take time, but he got pissed.

So--so we made a deal, my van for the cash

and that red Toyota.

And then he left.

- With the girls. - Yeah.

He said they were his friends.

They're 19 years old.

You didn't think that was strange?

I think it's none of my business.

What the hell did he need with assault weapons?

I don't know.

You sure you don't know?

I swear. He didn't say, I didn't ask.

That's all I know.

What are these guys up to?

Hey.

BOLO go out on Diego's van?

Yeah. A brown Chevy Astro van.

You all right? - Yeah. Yeah.

It's not like it hasn't happened before.

Look, you wanna talk about it?

Talk about what?

Why you were up till 3:00 a.m. in the morning

on your laptop with a bottle of bourbon.

It was nothing.

Hana, you were hungover in that muster room.

I thought you were gonna get sick.

Now, I'm just gonna keep it 100 with you, all right?

I'm concerned. That kidnapping, it just--

Okay, no. Uh...

look, um, I wasn't gonna say anything, but, um,

I've actually met a guy.

Ah.

Yeah, we've been chatting online, and it got late,

and I lost track of time.

That's what's up.

Is he in New York? - Yeah.

I think we're actually gonna meet in person.

So back to work. - Yep.

I think I'm getting a clearer picture on who Patrick is.

How so?

Well, he and his sister Carly

were in foster care from infancy.

Now, he aged out of the system.

He always tried to maintain a relationship with her.

At one point, he even had custody of her

before he went to prison.

That explains why Carly's so loyal to him.

Think he's trying to put his family back together?

I think that he's spent a lot of time fantasizing

about the perfect family,

but he doesn't really know what that is.

He probably thinks he found it in his love triangle

with Bethany and Maya, but their dads

came along and ruined everything.

So what, he--

he ran and tried to take his new family with him.

Maybe.

Whoa.

We got a hit in the wiretap on Carly's phone.

Trying to get in touch with Patrick?

She's talking to a guy named Keith Mayfield.

Hang on.

He works at a halfway house in Norwalk.

This is probably the guy that Patrick was paying off.

Here we go.

Okay, Carly's talking about meeting up

to pick up the stuff.

Probably the guns Patrick wanted from Diego.

You got a location?

Filling Park in Darien.

All right. Send that photo to the team.

Tell them we're getting on comms.

I'll meet them there, all right?

Okay.

We got eyes on Keith.

He's got a duffel bag.

No sign of Patrick, Maya, or Bethany.

Copy that.

Looks like Carly just got a text message.

She's heading north towards the parking lot.

She's alone.

Can't take them down here. Too many civilians.

Yeah. Agreed.

All right, let them make the exchange.

They'll go someplace more private for that.

Just stay on 'em.

They see each other.

He's heading toward the parking lot.

They're going to Carly's car.

Cops! Go, go!

I got 'em!

Rocky, stay!

Get off of me.

Stop resisting.

Relax, man! Get off of me.

Get up.

Put your hands on the car.

You got any weapons on you?

No, I don't have any weapons on me.

No? Then what's this?

Don't touch me.

Who are the guns for?

He says they're for Patrick.

- He's lying. - Screw you.

You said you weren't being followed.

So did you.

All right, let's get him out of here.

Why does Patrick need these guns?

Keith's an idiot. He doesn't know anything.

And neither do you.

Well, we know you love your brother, right?

Are you willing to go to jail for him?

It's a free country.

I'm allowed to buy guns.

Not when they're unregistered,

and not when you don't have a permit.

But I'm pretty sure you already knew that.

- Hey, give that back to me. - Unlock your phone.

- No way. - Unlock it.

No. Give that back to me.

Carly, if you don't cooperate,

you're gonna make things worse.

We know you haven't been talking to Patrick.

We've been monitoring your calls.

So what is it?

You're meeting up in person, you've got a burner phone, huh?

What do you know about family?

Listen, I get it.

You idolize your brother, and you think you owe him

for taking custody of you when you were in foster care.

That's what family does for each other.

We're survivors.

And Patrick is my family.

And now Maya and Bethany are his.

Doesn't that piss you off?

You'd like that, wouldn't you,

to pit us against each other?

Well, Maya and Bethany are part of his family now,

and I'm happy for him.

And that takes away nothing from me

because I will always be his sister.

And I will always love him.

Then help us.

Because right now, all you're doing is making sure

that he'll be hurt when we catch him.

If you catch him.

We will-- with or without your help.

So I'm gonna ask you one last time.

Where's Patrick?

Why does he need the guns?

And what's he planning?

Screw you.

You're under arrest.

What are we doing here?

Improvising.

Yeah.

Carly was supposed to meet us with the guns,

but I haven't heard from her.

- What happened? - I don't know.

Hey, look at me.

I trust her, okay?

Okay? - Yeah.

She's smart, and she's tough.

And I know that if anything went wrong

that she would never give me up.

Okay? - Okay.

- Okay? - Yeah.

Yeah. Okay.

All it means is that we have to take matters

into our own hands.

Together.

As a family.

You want us to rob that store?

I don't know how to use this.

Relax.

All you gotta do is point it at the cashier

when I tell you to.

I can do that.

What about me?

You just stay here. Be the lookout.

No, Patrick, I wanna come with you.

You sure?

Yeah.

Like you said, we're family.

All right.

Just follow my lead.

Wow. Look at this beauty.

It's an M4 carbine.

This magazine's got a 30-round capacity.

How do you know about guns?

You know, I joined the army after high school.

Then I dropped out.

I didn't like people telling me what to do all the time.

I can relate to that.

Let's go. Come on.

Now.

Hands up.

No, no, wait, wait. Whoa, no. Step back.

Back it up.

Oh, nice choice.

It's good at close range.

All right, those three ARs on the wall behind you,

in that bag right there. Hurry up.

Now. Now!

Come on. - Okay. Okay.

I'll be taking this too.

Whatever you want.

I just wanna get home to my family.

Hurry up.

Maya, stay on him. Up.

Come on, man. In the bag.

In the bag. Ammo too, three boxes.

Let's go! Let's go! Come on!

- You little bitch. - Maya!

Get off of me!

Hey! Hey!

Leave him alone.

Let him go, or I'll shoot both of you, I swear to God.

I swear to God. - Come on.

Let's go. - Let's go. Come on.

Bethany, come on.

Let's go.

Bethany, let's go!

Come on, come on. Hurry up.

- Okay, go. - Hurry up.

- Whoa! Don't shoot, damn it. - Bethany, let's go!

He's back! I'm moving!

- Bethany, come on! - Come on!

- Come on, Mike. Come on. - Let's go! Hurry up!

Back in the store, Mike.

Hey, ladies.

I got a witness outside who saw them leave.

Take a look at this.

You're gonna have to see it to believe it.

And then this.

Hey, leave him alone!

It's Bethany with a gun.

All right, so this girl is not a kidnap victim anymore.

She's an accomplice. - I'd say a pretty willing one.

The witness across the street said he caught them

leaving on his phone.

He sent me a video. Here.

Whoa! Don't shoot, damn it!

- Hmm. - Get back!

Bethany's definitely enjoying herself.

Adrenaline high.

We need to show this to Bethany's mother.

It's gonna be all over the news,

and I don't want her to get a surprise.

Well, she's been through enough.

All right. I talked to her this morning.

She hasn't left the hospital.

Bethany doesn't know anything about guns,

and she would never do something like this.

This isn't my daughter.

And if she did do this, it's because this man

made her do it against her will so he wouldn't get caught.

She's the one holding the gun.

She's in control.

No, she's not.

She's not in control of anything.

I know this is upsetting.

Luckily, she didn't hurt anybody,

but this is bad, Amy.

And this will end up on the news,

so you need to be prepared.

They're gonna call her a criminal?

Yes.

Maybe even worse.

Can't you do something about it?

Can't you call a press conference

and tell them that this man is making her

do this against her will? - We can't.

We don't know the situation,

and if she's a danger to the public--

What? No. A danger to the public?

- Amy-- - No!

I can't do this anymore.

I'm going to check on my husband.

Was Bethany involved in this from the beginning?

I thought she was a good kid. - There's no way.

I mean, I talked to her on the phone.

She was terrified. - Not anymore.

I'd say this is Stockholm Syndrome,

but it's only been two days.

Patty Hearst was, what, a year?

19 months.

No, but it hasn't been two days.

Patrick's been grooming these girls for months,

ever since he moved into Metcalf 2 dorm.

I know these guys.

They use sex, emotional abuse,

physical abuse to break a person down,

to make them feel worthless and naked.

And then he makes himself the center of their world.

I mean, they can't function without him.

Maya and Bethany may have robbed that store with him,

but they are still Patrick's victims.

They'll do anything for his approval.

Approval for what?

Patty Hearst was about a political cause.

As far as I can tell, Patrick Cassidy is all about himself.

Exactly.

So what has he got to offer?

It looks like there are only four tellers here.

You know what that's gonna be?

A piece of cake.

That's exactly right.

A piece of cake. Mmm.

We're gonna walk in and own that place.

Mm-hmm.

You.

You, you, you, you, you, you, you were so good

in that store, you know that?

Are you ready to own this place too?

- Mm-hmm. - Are you?

- Yeah. - Are you?

Yeah.

God, we're gonna be set up for life after we do this.

We'll be free to do whatever we want all the time.

So good.

I want you to feel as good as you make me feel.

This is a robbery. Put your hands up.

Hands where I can see them.

You--you, open the door right now.

Right now.

I'm--I'm unlocking it now.

Cell phones in the bag now.

Everybody on the ground.

Face down. Hands behind your head.

Who's the manager?

You. Is that Eric?

It's a pleasure to meet you, Eric.

Get up. Give me your cell phone.

Come on.

Give her your phones.

In the back.

I'm cooperating.

There's no reason for anyone to get hurt.

Then do your job.

You're gonna open the vault now.

On the ground. Face down.

Hands behind your head.

Hey, not you. Open the drawers.

Bag the money. No dye packs.

No marked bills. Hurry up.

Let's go, let's go.

It's beautiful, man. It's beautiful.

Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me.

Come on! Now!

Give me the bag.

Thank you. Nobody saw the getaway vehicle.

You got anything?

It's all over surveillance.

They did nothing to avoid being seen.

It's like they wanted to be caught on camera.

And how much did they get?

Manager says 100,000, which, that's enough money for them--

To help three people disappear for a long time.

Exactly.

Oh, it's Remy. What's up?

They just hit another one.

Already? Where?

Saybrook Bank in Norwich.

Only this time, they shot someone,

customer going for his phone in his pocket.

Pronounced dead at the scene.

Was Patrick the shooter?

Yes.

Kristin and Barnes are there now.

They just talked to the manager.

How'd it go down?

They just waltzed in, no masks.

Patrick forced the manager into the vault.

Maya handled the cash drawers.

Bethany took cell phones from the customers.

Got almost 200 grand and fled on foot.

So exactly the same as here except no one got shot.

They must have ditched Diego's van.

PD is looking for it now.

But you know they're gonna pick up

another getaway vehicle. - And meet up somewhere.

Norwich PD has pole cams,

so I can check the streets around that branch.

I'm pulling it now.

Nothing on Patrick and Maya,

but I do have Bethany

two blocks west of the bank.

There's a blue Kia rolling up.

Okay, she gets in the vehicle, female driver.

It's definitely not Maya.

You're kidding me.

They picked up a fourth accomplice?

I'm running the plates now.

The car is registered to a Samantha Pruitt.

And get this.

She's an Uber driver.

Well, that's ballsy. Call the company.

Find out where she is, and go talk to her.

On it.

No way that girl just robbed a bank.

She was in a good mood, like, all chatty and nice.

What she say to you?

Small talk.

She seemed like a totally normal girl.

I almost asked her out, but then she dropped

the boyfriend mention.

So the boyfriend-- what did she say about him?

Just that they're thinking of moving out of the country.

She had a big duffel bag.

She say where they were going?

Some place in the Caribbean.

Little Saint something?

Anyway, it's not happening anytime soon.

She said they need, like, a million bucks

to get the place they want.

Where'd you drop her off?

Uh...

this motel on the south side of town.

All right, thank you.

Looks like Patrick is splurging on the good stuff.

Well, hopefully, they weren't all drinking.

Either Maya or Bethany is pregnant.

It's positive.

Well, he said he wanted to start a family.

He didn't waste any time.

Bethany told the Uber driver

that they needed a million bucks, right?

Yeah, for a house somewhere.

Yeah, but what if the money's actually for the kid?

It would make sense that he'd want his child to have

a better start than he did.

And if they need that much more money...

They're not done robbing banks.

Exactly.

- Bag this. - Will do.

Bethany told the Uber driver that they were gonna move

to a Little Saint something.

Now, when I searched it, the first thing

that came up was Jeffrey Epstein's island,

Little St. Jeff's.

What if they were trying to buy a Little St. Pat's?

You think they wanna buy a private sex island?

Weirdly, that kind of makes sense.

A million bucks isn't gonna buy an island like Epstein's.

Well, if that's their thing,

there is a bunch off the coast of Nicaragua

in their price range.

So their plan is to rob enough banks

so that they can get enough money

to buy an island somewhere to do what?

Live off the grid?

Yeah. It's fantasy, right?

They're feeding off each other. They're in too deep.

I mean, this could be what Patrick is selling.

So which bank do they hit next?

So far, it's been a Bear Mountain and a Saybrook.

What do they have in common?

None of them are with the big four.

Right, they're both regional branches of smaller banks.

Both Bear Mountain and Saybrook

outsource their security

to Grasso Security out of Rhode Island.

Why does that matter?

Well, because out-of-state security companies

have different standard operating procedures.

I mean, when a silent alarm goes off,

it notifies the local precinct and not 911.

And doesn't that slow down the response time?

Yeah, it says right here by an average of 15 minutes,

according to the banking industry.

That seems like specialized information

for Patrick to have.

Well, he'd just have to Google it.

How the hell did we miss this?

This is why they're always slow and methodical

on the surveillance footage,

and why Patrick always takes the manager

to the bank vault.

He knows he has time before the cops show up.

What other banks in Connecticut use Grasso?

Uh, there's two.

one in New Haven and another Saybrook branch in Clinton.

Alert them both, split up, and let's take them out.

Got a blue Toyota pulling up.

Stand down.

It's not our guy.

Okay, all eyes on this Dodge pulling in.

I count three people inside.

It's Patrick.

And that's Maya and Bethany.

They're armed. Let's move in.

Same deal. You know what you're doing.

Move! Fan out!

Patrick Cassidy, FBI.

Drop your weapon.

Maya and Bethany, guns on the ground now.

Drop your weapon.

Patrick, drop it. You're surrounded.

Patrick, no!

No!

No. - Be smart, Bethany.

Drop your weapon, or you'll end up like Patrick.

Help him!

He's dying.

We can't do that until you drop the gun.

All right? He's not worth it.

He loves me.

- He doesn't love you. - Yes, he does.

- He doesn't love you. - He loves me!

- No, he doesn't. - Help him!

He doesn't love you.

- Yes, he does. - No, he doesn't.

He loves me.

- He doesn't care about you. - No.

He doesn't care about Maya.

Carly is in jail for trying to help him,

and he doesn't care.

He didn't know.

He didn't know!

He cares.

He manipulated you into believing that this path

was a way to rebel against your father's control,

but it doesn't mean it's what you want,

and it doesn't mean it's right.

You know better.

You know right from wrong.

No.

Help me.

Take control again.

Bethany, stop it.

Stop it now.

Put your weapon down.

Put your weapon down now!

Secure the weapon!

You're under arrest.

No, please.

Give me your hands.

Give me your hands!

Bethany, did Patrick force you to rob those banks?

Maya, Bethany, is it true one of you is pregnant?

Do you have any comment?

Bethany, Maya, is one of you pregnant?

All right, guys, that's enough.

- Any comment? - That's enough.

Give me a minute. - Let go of me.

Knock it off. Walk. That's enough.

Can you take the handcuffs off her, please.

I can't.

Bethany, baby.

Sweetheart, please.

Are you okay?

Do I have to talk to her?

Show some respect. She's your mother.

She's not my family anymore.

You're gonna wish you never said that.

Trust me.

What?

Wait, wait, wait, honey.

Bethany. Bethany!

I'm so sorry.

Sorry. That seat's taken.

I'm waiting for someone.

Oh, I know.

How you doing, Graham?

Do I know you?

I'm Chloe.

From the chat site.

Meeting for our special grown-up dinner.

You catfished me?

- I caught you... - Who are you?

Before you do this to another 13-year-old girl.

What are you doing here?

I mean, this was your first time, right?

Definitely felt that way.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You're a bad liar.

Most pedophiles are when they talk to adults.

Keep your voice down.

No, I think it's time you heard my voice loud and clear.

These are your greatest hits:

screenshots, photos, chats.

My favorite was when you asked me--oh, Chloe--

for a picture in my bathing suit.

You really couldn't let that one go, could you?

How much do you want for all of it?

Hmm?

This isn't a shakedown.

This is about letting people know

who you truly are.

Your wife, your boss,

your sister in St. Louis.

You sent this to them?

Oh, my God. What have you done?

It wasn't me.

It was you.

Have a nice night.