Original subtitles

- [Group leader]: Pick an airline.

- [Man]: American Airlines.

- In 20 years,

they've flown 16 million flights.

16 million.

So, in your head, that equals how many crashes?

- About 2,000.

- Lower.

- 300.

- Way lower.

- Seven, eight?

- I thought you'd know, Sofia.

- Would you believe five?

Five crashes.

That's 0.00003%.

You have a greater chance of dying

from the food on the plane.

- Now all I'll be able to think about is those five.

- [Man]: Exactly!

- And that's the trick, isn't it?

We have all these safety checks in place.

- They just remind me of what can go wrong,

what someone could do.

- We're gonna take everything we talked about

and put them into practice next week on F-day,

and we'll face the reality together.

And remember that reality tells us

that every single one of us in this room

could fly non-stop our entire lives,

and the odds still say

nothing, absolutely nothing

would happen to any of us.

Flying from birth to a ripe, old age

without a hitch.

[Sighing]

See you on F-day!

- Easier said than done. - Coffee's in the corner!

Good luck tomorrow, Sofia.

- Oh, I wish I was going with you guys.

- You'll be fine.

- Thanks!

Hey! Hi!

- Come here.

How are you? Seriously?

- You're super early. - F-day?

This class should be on the top of the list

of things to avoid before you fly.

- Ah, it helps.

- Everyone is afraid of flying, Sis.

Trick is not to obsess about it.

- Are those your bags for tomorrow?

- What? I know you.

I am not letting you out of my sight.

- You're ridiculous!

- I am gonna stick to you like glue

no matter how bad you hurt me.

- I gotta shower when I get home.

- Does your bathroom have a window to the outside?

- Yes.

- Then I'm gonna be sitting there. - Eww!

- You're not bailing on this trip.

- It's 4 days of museums!

How could you possibly need 3 bags?

- And I suppose you're gonna wear your Smithsonian outfit

to the National Gallery of Art?

- I don't have a gallery outfit.

- And you wonder why I get more guys than you.

Are you trying to sweat so much so they won't frisk you?

- [Man on PA]: ...now departing through Gate 4.

- OK, thank you.

- [Whispering]: Thank you.

[Sighing]

[Whispering]: OK.

Look, you can tease me and boss me tomorrow on your birthday,

but the other 3 days, it's both our vacation.

[Chuckling]

- You don't have a job,

so every day is a vacation for you.

[Laughing]

- I'm going back eventually.

- Is that the kind of behaviour

that got you your little attitude adjustment?

- That's just a work thing.

You're lucky you've never seen it.

[Woman on PA, indistinct]

[Airplane flying overhead]

[Sighing]

- Let's do this, Chicken Little.

[Exhaling slowly]

Ah, ah! Don't even.

If you have to pee, you pee on the plane.

- This is a general boarding call...

- Yeah. You'd make a great drill sergeant.

- I would look hot in the uniform.

But I'd probably get in trouble

for all the squats I'd make them do.

- [Man on PA]: Now boarding passengers with small children,

and those in need of assistance.

- Now, let me see you strut!

[Chuckling]

Come on! I'm bringing you to my premiere.

You're my beard.

[Laughing]

- Premiere!

- They'll call out:

"Shane, who's that gorgeous woman with you?"

And I'll be like: "Who, this old thing?"

- What? Don't you dare!

- "Just a little something I picked out of the trash."

- [Woman]: Here, let me hold that for you.

- [Man]: All right, ma'am. Turn it on its side.

- OK, so, the game is this:

You, you tell me when

to stop leafing through this garbage-y magazine.

[Whimpering]

- Stop!

- You have to pick one person from here to sleep with.

- They're all women.

- That's not my problem!

You have to or the human race will end.

- They're women. We can't have babies.

I mean...

[Chuckling]

- Play the game.

- I know what you're trying to do.

- Not even Miley Kunis? I'd go straight for some Kunis.

- [Woman]: 21D is just further up there on the right.

- [Shane]: OK, OK.

One-on-one sex with Ryan Gosling

or an orgy made up of...

[Turbines whirring]

Look at me.

- Shhh!

- Well, your brother,

who you're always way too busy to see,

is sitting right next to you.

- [Whispering]: I can't help it!

- Is this a bad time, then, to tell you that you're adopted?

- No. What? - Yeah.

Remember the really ugly postman who taught me how to spit?

Breathe!

[Breathing unevenly]

- I need to get off. - We're closing the doors.

- I need to get off now! - Please sit down.

- [Shane]: We're gonna be OK.

- Let me off before they close the door!

- We have a temporary halt.

- Come on, let's go! You gotta get off the plane.

- No! Enjoy your pain-in-the-ass drive to Washington, nutjob!

I'll be drunk before you're there. - I'm sorry!

[Mouthing]

[Airplane flying overhead]

[♪ Wash U Cleanby Beth Thornley on stereo ♪]

- ♪♪ You run it rich, that carburetor♪

♪ You gotta open, open that choke♪

♪ 'Cause when you're here, the air, it won't clear♪♪

[♪ Daydreamingby Dark Dark Dark on stereo ♪]

- ♪♪ And, oh, if you knew what it meant to me♪

♪ Oh, if you knew what it meant to me♪♪

- You have reached the irritatingly chipper voicemail

of Shane Gilchrist.

Do me!

- Hey, call me and rub it in when you get there.

I'm hating this drive.

[Cell phone ringing]

Did you already empty the minibar?

- Oh, thank God you answered!

- Kretchen? No way! I'm taking off for 4 days.

- No, no, no! It's OK. I just wanted to know--

- You're the one that put me on forced leave.

Why are you calling?

- I saw your name on the manifest.

- Of?

- Your plane went down, Sofia.

[Horn blaring]

♪ ♪

- [Sophia]: Are there survivors?

[Sighing]

- I'm afraid not.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[Gasping]

♪ ♪

[Woman on police radio, indistinct]

[Siren wailing in distance]

- Are you kidding me?

My first case, and it was gonna be a big one.

- [Whispering]: I'm sorry.

- Screw it! Do your thing.

Commuter flight.

Eight times a day.

Yeah, wave me over when you need me.

♪ ♪

Sof! Sofia!

This was your plane?

[Breathing unevenly]

Your brother was on it?

You knew.

You knew. - They're just pieces...

- We gotta get you out of here. - Don't! No!

- You can't be here. - This can't be happening.

- We need to get you away. How could you let her?

- I didn't know! - I'm not going.

I need to run this investigation.

- You can't! You know that!

- We don't need to tell anyone.

- Look, we'll take care of it.

- It has to be me! There's too little here!

- It'll be done perfectly.

- You need my eyes on this. You know you do!

- Come on, now. Let's go.

- You don't know how to handle something like this!

Neither of you! - Clear the site!

- Hands off me!

- Is that your answer to everything?

- I've done every major crash we've had! Me! Every time!

- We're trying to help you!

- Every time you've tried to keep me from chasing--

- No! I keep you on track.

You're on forced leave for a reason.

- 'Cause I care about what we do!

You get in my way! You pull me back!

- This department does not have an infinite budget.

We can't chase down every wild idea you have. - I get results.

- I stopped you from chasing someone down in Malaysia!

- That was a good lead! - It was one in a million!

We don't have the money or the time,

especially when there are solutions

staring you in the face!

The public and the government, the families,

they need an answer!

You, you get paranoid!

You suspect everyone, including us!

- I'm already being punished for that, so...

- You would turn this into a decade-long investigation

and half of us would be at fault.

It's just not going to happen on this one. I'm sorry, Sophia.

Even if it is your brother, you need to leave.

[Siren wailing in distance]

Dammit, that hurt!

[Car lock chirps]

[Sighing]

[Telephone ringing]

- Hello?

- Mom?

- Oh! You're alive. Oh my God!

[Mom laughing]

I have never been happier in my life.

Ah! Put Shane on.

- Oh, Shane's not here, Mom.

He was on the plane.

- I don't understand!

- I got off the plane, and he stayed on.

- Shane stayed on?

No! How could-- how could you let him?

- I don't know.

- Oh my God! Shane's dead? Shane is dead?

Honey, I'm so sorry. I am so sorry!

I'm--I'm so glad that you're here.

- I should've made him leave.

- No, no, listen.

I'm gonna get a flight to Chicago.

- Don't do that. Don't. No, I'll be OK.

- Look, no, don't be silly!

- I can't handle a visit right now.

- You shouldn't be alone,

and, um, I don't wanna be alone either.

There will be things to take care of.

I'm gonna get there as soon as I can, OK?

- OK.

I love you, Mom.

- I love you.

[Sighing]

[♪ Daffodilby Dan Mangan ♪]

♪♪ Through the night♪

♪ I will drive toward the city♪

♪ Carry on to the edge of the morn♪

♪ Should the daylight forgive♪

♪ Awful things that I did♪

♪ You might let me do more♪

♪ Oh daffodil♪

♪ My petunia♪

♪ Oh daffodil♪

♪ My rose♪

♪ Find my tulip♪

♪ In the darkness♪

♪ Let yours be my home♪

♪ Let yours be my home♪♪

[Chuckling]

[Doorknob rattling]

[Grunting]

- One more move, and I'll stick this in your neck!

- I'm not breaking in!

- No, you're robbing the dead, you sicko!

- No! I'm Sebastian! - Huh?

- I'm Shane's boyfriend! I didn't have a key!

That's me right there!

What, he--he didn't come out to you?

- Of course he came out to me!

Sebastian?

I kept asking to meet you, but then...

- We'd break up. I know. We did it all the time.

It sucked.

- Everyone in my family is lousy at relationships.

- Shane said that you would chicken out on the flight.

- [Whispering]: I gotta go.

Um...

Here's my number.

[Sighing]

Oh, um, can you not...

- No, I just...

I just wanna sit here for a little while.

- You can smell him, right?

[Sniffing, sighing]

- I won't touch anything without you.

- Thanks.

[♪ Firewalkerby Annabelle Chvostek ♪]

♪♪ What's gonna make them turn around?♪

♪ It's a crazy way to bring you down♪

♪ Twisted, brilliant killing toy♪

♪ A shroud of fear I'll now destroy...♪♪

- You're banned, Gilchrist!

- Come on, Jimmy, one drink. - No way!

I don't need the grief!

- I paid for everything!

- She just lost her brother.

- Grab a seat.

- Didn't think you'd try to come here.

- It's a pretty safe place to hide from me.

- I'm really sorry.

I met your brother once.

- Oh yeah.

- I liked him.

- He thought you were cute.

[Chuckling]

- Is that the--

- You've seen how people break down

just by seeing their family's jewellery.

Nothing good will come of that.

- You're right. Thanks.

- Yeah.

- Sorry for biting your head off.

But don't make me regret this.

- Should've just told him you got your day's punching in.

- Kretchen deserved it and so did that chick in here.

- No, he didn't. Her, maybe.

I've never dated a fighter before.

- God, we're hardly dating!

- Just glad it wasn't me.

How did you know to get off the plane?

- But I--I didn't.

- But you got off. How do you get these feelings?

It's the same thing with the investigations.

You get these hunches, and they're always right.

- I've got off just about every plane that I've got on--

- No, I know.

You're the only investigator

that doesn't helicopter to crashes.

- Because I can't stop imagining what's gonna happen!

- Did you know with this one?

Sorry.

I assumed, with you here,

that you were snooping.

- I wish I knew, OK?

- I gotta get some sleep.

- Hey!

Me too.

- Are you sure this is what you want?

Mmm!

Mmm!

[Sighing]

- I'm sorry, it's...

The smell, it's...

- I'll shower.

I don't know how you can smell it.

[Sighing]

Don't even think of touching my files!

[Scoffing]

- Hey, make sure to scrub everything,

especially your hair.

- On it!

♪ ♪

[Engine revving in distance]

[Gasping]

- I don't know-- - You OK?

- This is why I never sleep over.

What's the plan for today?

- OK, all protocol BS aside, is this a good idea?

- This is what we do.

We investigate crashes to make sure it doesn't happen again

for the sake of the surviving families.

- Yeah, but this time--

- I'm part of the family this time.

- The families are gonna be tough.

Kretchen's sweating it.

It's the same plane back and forth all day.

A bunch of people take it like the weekly morning train,

- Which means tighter survivors.

- And class-action suits.

- More pressure for you guys. What else?

- It looks like it burned way too hot at the crash site.

- An exothermic reaction.

- Yeah, that's all I'm gonna say.

[Sighing]

[Grunting]

- I'm glad you're on it. You'll do a good job.

- The only reason Kretchen gave it to me

is 'cause you can't do it.

- That's not true.

- Yeah, it is.

It's huge, Sof.

There's nothing left.

Those are the ones that you do.

[Shower running]

- Hey! Um, I gotta get on a few things.

I'll see you later.

- All right!

[Sighing]

- [Whispering]: Damn!

[♪ Humming ]

[Beeping]

- Hello, young lady.

- Hey, sweet cheeks!

- Hey, I am really, really sorry about your brother.

And it's just-- That's just terrible news.

He was really a good guy. You know, really solid.

- Yeah, one of the best.

- It really sucks!

- I wonder if you could do me a favour.

- Listen up! Day crew still haven't found the CVR or FDR.

I need all of you out there today.

[Keyboard clicking]

Mohammed!

- Yeah!

- I want you going through the passenger list.

Let's cross off terrorism before the media picks it.

- OK!

- Oh, Mohammed.

Most of the passengers were regulars,

so just focus on the ones who haven't taken the flight before.

- OK, that makes sense.

- And then maybe we can get you out on the site.

- Wow! That'd be great.

- Attaboy!- OK.

[Whispering]: Why do I kiss his ass?

- No, why do I feel like he's gonna screw this one up?

- I'll tell you why.

He's more concerned with looking good than doing good.

- Yeah, sounds about right.

- He's gonna screw up one of these days,

then you'll be back...

Hey, Ralph.

You'll get his job, I'll get a promotion,

and then it'll be all cocaine and hot tubs.

I guess cocaine is a bad idea because it's a stimulant, right?

I don't know from cocaine,

but maybe just a saltwater pool would be nice

with some women in bikinis.

That'd be good.

I'd have to get goggles, I guess, because...

- Why don't we make that happen?

- The women in bikinis?

I was kidding. It's inappropriate.

- No, your raise,

Kretchen's downfall, me back at my job.

The hot tub's your problem.

- That would really turn things around out here,

but the last time you tried to do something,

you ended up taking your first forced leave.

- I wasn't trying to do something.

I was trying to make him do his job!

- I can't complain to his bosses, OK?

I don't have your balls.

- Well, do you wanna be stuck doing passenger searches?

- Heck no! What are we talking about here.

- Look, just shoot me a sign-in, OK?

I'll snoop around.

I find anything, you bring it up at work,

make sure the high-ups hear about it,

and you're a golden boy.

- There's one other problem. - No access passes.

- Yeah.

- I bet they didn't eliminate

that inspector that rolled through last week.

- You're right. OK.

I'll snoop around. I'll see what I can find.

- You're the best! - Yeah.

Hey, I'll come visit you

as soon as I get a break, OK?

[Man on PA, indistinct]

- This is a final boarding call for passengers flying...

...non-stop flight to Seattle.

Please make your way to Gate 19...

- [Whispering]: Hi!

- Ah!

Are you OK? - Mm-hmm.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm, sort of.

- Ah! God, I'm so glad you're here.

[Sniffling]

Ah! Ah!

OK.

OK? - Yeah.

- Did you drive?

- Uh, yeah. I'll get it.

- OK. - It's this way.

- Ah!

I hope they're giving you bereavement leave.

You're on forced leave again?

But you're not a bad person! - I don't tow the line.

- Well, you would if you were doing something that suited you.

- I like what I do.

- I think about you dealing with this everyday, seeing that.

- Please, Mom!

- I looked into some funeral homes.

I mean, you know me. I--I need something to do.

When will they release him?

What if--if there's no body?

Ah!

- That's all I have.

I wasn't expecting guests.

- I know, I know.

- I don't want you rearranging anything.

- Please!

I won't.

I promise you I won't.

Let's just...

Hmm?

- Night, Mom.

- Good night.

[Computer beeping]

[Sighing]

- Well, no dice on the former inspectors.

Access has been closed.

- I'm going crazy! What about Marsden?

- Oh yeah! Maybe they haven't closed his file yet.

But for now, I got you something.

- Oh my God! You're freaking brilliant!

Thank you.

- I mean, you're the expert.

I'm gonna keep going on this before I fall asleep at my desk.

OK, bye.

[Keyboard clicking]

- [Co-pilot]: Fire detectors 6 and 7.

- [Flight attendant]: We have smoke in the aft cabin.

We're investigating.

[Audio rewinding]

- Fire detectors 6 and 7.

- We have smoke in the aft cabin.

We're investigating.

- [Captain]: Chicago, LT 112, we have smoke in our aft cabin.

- [Radio operator]: LT 112, do you wish

to declare an emergency?

- Negative, Chicago.

[Audio rewinding]

- LT 112, do you wish to declare an emergency?

- Negative, Chicago.

[Audio fast-forwarding]

- [Flight attendant]: Captain, we've got a fire!

Oh God! Um, Tim and Jules are moving passengers.

- [Co-pilot]: Oxygen masks deployed.

- [Captain]: Chicago, LT 112,

we have an uncontained fire in the aft cabin.

We are declaring an emergency.

- [Operator]: Roger, LT 112. What are your intentions?

- Chicago, LT 112 requesting vectors

to the nearest suitable runway.

- Roger, LT 112.

Kankakee airport is at your 3 o'clock, 15 miles.

- [Flight attendant]: Captain, uh, the fire,

it's out of control!

- Get everyone buckled in for an emergency descent.

[Audio fast-forwarding]

Chicago, LT 112. Large fire.

Beginning emergency descent.

[Alarm blaring on recording]

Dump the fuel.

- [Co-pilot]: Dumping fuel.

12 miles southeast of touchdown.

[Audio fast-forwarding]

- Chicago, we are not gonna make Kankakee.

We're gonna take a field.

- Roger, LT 112.

[Audio fast-forwarding]

- [Co-pilot]: Field ahead!

- [Captain]: Both wings. Gear down.

- Gear down.

- Chicago, LT 112 taking a field next to the highway.

- Roger, 112. Emergency services alerted.

- [Flight attendant]: All passengers, brace for impact!

- [Captain]: All passengers, brace for impact.

[Static]

[Static stops]

[Gasping]

[Audio rewinding]

- All passengers, brace for impact!

- All passengers, brace for impact.

[Audio rewinding]

- All passengers, brace for impact!

[Gasping]

- [Muffled]: ...brace for impact.

[Sniffling]

- And then they crash?

- Um, they go quiet, and then...

Yeah.

- Why--why do they go quiet?

Have they died from the smoke?

- They're holding their breath in shock,

and then there's no more recording.

I'm sorry.

- Are you working on this?

- No, I'm checking up on the work.

- Oh, they asked you to?

- No, they don't know.

- Oh, OK.

- This shower thing is nuts.

- Everyone's at the site. All the passengers.

You're even...

You're even breathing them in.

- Why are you here?

- Oh, it's not sex.

My mom's at my place. I'm avoiding her.

- Mm-hmm.

- What have you done with the fire data? It sounded big.

- Sounded? Someone talked about it?

- In the cabin.

- Oh, you heard the CVR recordings!

How'd you get those?

[Scoffing]

Why are you doing this to yourself?

- What are the temperature stats in the cargo hold?

- I'm not going into this stuff!

- Was something feeding the fire?

Were they shipping something on the no-fly list?

- Forget it, Sofia!

- Just let me see the cargo manifest.

Did you guys check it for oxygen generators, tires,

anything that might make it burn hot?

- Yes, of course we did.

And I can't give you the manifest!

- Well, have you watched the security video for the load-in?

Why the hell not?

- It's on the list. We're prioritizing!

- Have you talked to the load crew? - Stop it.

- You guys aren't pursuing that. - We are!

It won't happen at once in the order you want!

There's probable causes to cross off the list

before we get into something devious.

[Sighing]

Why do you wanna work this crash?

It's--it's not good for you. It's gonna get into your mind.

- Don't tell me what's good for me.

[♪ Steady As It Goesby The Black and White Years ♪]

- [On sound system]: ♪♪ Steady as it goes♪

♪ Be like an obelisk♪

♪ Have no fear of politics♪

♪ Your religion is our business♪

♪ Steady as it goes...♪♪

- Thanks so much for coming, 'cause I know it's super late,

and it's just, after talking to him, it was...

- I get it.

So, what are you gonna do? And what can you do?

- I can do things.

- That sounds like a terrible idea.

- Well, I can't just sit back!

I mean, he's my brother! I was on the plane.

- It doesn't matter that you were on the plane.

You need to be out and with contact and people

and maybe sleep with this Ruano guy!

If it was good the first time... - No way. No, thanks.

- OK, bad idea.

But this?

This is just gonna make you feel worse.

- I can't think of anything else!

- Can I get you anything or the bill?

- Hey! Hi! - We're black and white!

- You came! - Of course I came.

- Yo!

- Bap!- Oh!

- So, you picked this place, huh?

- [Sofia]: Uh-huh.

- It's like a bar full of girls

who swiped left on me.

- It was my idea.

- Uh-huh? - Yeah.

- I see. That makes sense.

We'll pay $19 for a cocktail 'cause it has saffron in it.

- Aw, come on! - Shut up!

- I can smell moustache wax in the air.

- This girl has her head buried in the investigation.

- As you know. - It's nuts.

So I thought it would be a good idea to just, you know,

take her out and get her mind off things.

- She thinks everything can be fixed with sex. - That is not true.

- Oh! Do you think I could be fixed with sex?

- I don't wanna...

- I didn't mean you!

I wouldn't go near your private bathing-suit area.

- He can't say it! - I don't want him to!

- No, no. I don't want.

- It's not 'cause you're gross.

You're like my sister!

- OK! What about that guy?

- Who?- Him.

- [Moe]: What? Captain Man-Bun?

He does kind of look like a samurai, which is cool. - Stop staring!

- But they do have a code, and they won't break it for you.

They believe they're already dead.

- That guy. Look. - With the V-neck and blazer in the corner?

- You guys are pointing!

- Look how hard he's trying to be cool.

- You know what's cool!

- I'm a walking street-style blog!

She's been checking me out!

- That is not true! - She wants a piece of the Moe.

- I want a piece of the Moe? - Yeah.

- Do you use that line on girls?

- I might start. Do you wanna get this out?

There was one time.

- Don't! No! - What?

- It was one time. It was good. It wasn't great.

It was, like, here. It was 7 out of 10.

'Cause she makes noises.

- Excuse me!

- Like a air horn stuck in a blender.

- You'd make noises.

- I would? - You would.

- Sounds like a challenge. - OK!

It is so good to see you laughing.

- It feels wrong! - What?

- Shane would not think so.

- But, like, how do you do anything normal? Everything...

I mean, how do you go on after something like this?

- You just go on. You're doing normal things right now.

You are moving on. - This is normal.

- It's just everything good feels wrong.

- It's not always gonna feel like that.

- Until it does, I'm working that case,

and I don't care how bad it makes me feel.

- OK!- OK! All right.

- OK. I won't say anything.

- Do you care about shots?

[Exhaling slowly]

- [Female reporter]: ...speculation the crash was the result of terrorism...

- You shouldn't watch that!

- The FACB said they'll meet with family members soon.

- The media doesn't know anything yet.

- Well, I need to know something.

- They'll have a public meeting for family members.

- When am I gonna meet him?

- There's no him.

- Well, so when do I get to meet her?

[Scoffing]

Well, I wouldn't know!

You're always so secretive about your life.

- There's nothing to tell.

- Well, that's too bad.

- Mom!

- Well, I need to do something.

You're never here. You never say anything.

- We should be looking at urns.

- Ugh! I want to find something to put in a coffin.

- Me too, but that's just not real.

- Well, they're not gonna find anything?

How do we bury him if we have nothing?

[Sighing]

I suppose we'll have to go to Shane's apartment,

clean his things out.

- Now?

- Well, I don't know.

I need to find some pictures of him.

We need to make some of those photo boards.

That's what people do.

- Well, we have to take Sebastian, Shane's boyfriend.

You had to know.

It's not like he hid it.

- I don't want to involve that man.

- He seems really nice.

- No, I don't wanna do it with a stranger.

- He wasn't a stranger to Shane.

- I don't wanna think about it. I don't want to meet him.

- I promised him.

- Why are you working this crash?

- I listened to one recording.

- No, I know you.

I can tell from the way you're dressing,

you're digging.

- I can't stop wondering what happened.

I need to know now.

- How is that gonna be different

from every other time it happens?

- If you knew what I knew, if you were on the plane...

- That is not your fault!

- If I don't do it,

I'm gonna worry that someone didn't check everything,

that someone didn't ask the questions that I'd ask.

It'll drive me crazy. I have to know.

Cargo.

Thank you.

[Whispering]: Hi!

I'm Sofia Gilchrist with the FACB.

- Oh, yes.

- I'm here to see the security video

for the load-in of Flight 112.

- Hmm, yeah. Sure, right this way.

- Thank you.

These are terrible!

- Yeah, you know how it is.

Everyone's blowing money post-911.

No one worked out the upkeep of these things.

- Hey, slow down there.

- What are you looking for?

- No, just a little slower there.

Ah, this is such garbage!

- Yeah, complain! You'd be doing me a favour.

Uh, are you looking for a particular chemical

or piece of machinery?

- Oh, we don't know yet.

Look, just regular speed's fine.

You know, with this quality, we're gonna be here all day.

- Hey, I got a shift to supervise.

Why don't I just toss that on a USB for ya?

- That'd be great.

- Yeah.

Well, you know, with all the crosschecks around here,

it'd be pretty hard

for something to get loaded by mistake.

- Hmm! What if someone wanted to do it on purpose?

- Everything's supervised by me and my staff.

- You're hiring them?

- Well, everyone's vetted by Homeland and FAA.

- You don't have some family friend on here?

- My niece,

but she went through the same checks as everyone else.

Are--are you accusing me of something?

- Not yet.

- Jesus!

- What if someone wanted to do it behind your back?

- It's--it's not possible.

- Yeah, well, let's just say it is.

Let's just say it's, like, a real concerted effort.

[Sighing]

- You'd need at least 3 people or more

at different levels of seniority

to get something by without me catching it.

Are you saying that something's happened?

Hey, I--I know these people.

I've been working with some of them 18 years.

- I'm gonna need the names of the supervisors

that were on that morning

and the rest of the staff from that shift.

- Why is it just you handling this?

- Uh, you don't want a huge team down here, swarming the place,

tipping someone off.

Not yet.

- Goddamn!

Am I in trouble?

- [Whispering]: Oh, I don't think so,

but just keep it between us.

- Got it.

[Sighing]

- Do you have a desk I can borrow?

- Uh, take mine.

- Thank you.

- Just, uh...

- Hey!

- [Whispering]: Hey, Moe! I've got some names.

Can you just check 'em for red flags?

- So, those 3 supervisors,

they've all worked there for over 10 years.

- Red flags?

- No, none that I can see.

- Ten years on the job

eliminates "crazies with a plan" for me.

- Yeah, unless they're broke crazies.

I mean, maybe somebody paid them

to sneak something onto the flight.

- You're already looking into that?

- That's why I'm the best.

Uh, no huge debts or strange shifts in bank accounts

from what I can see.

- Politics? Extremism? - No.

It's all been eliminated. I've sent you everybody's files.

- Damn!

- You know that's not necessarily a bad thing, right?

- Yeah, I know. You're right.

- You're really diving deep on this, huh?

- Yeah!

Thanks for your help,

and thanks for last night.

- Oh! Who you talking to? You're like family.

Oh, they are gonna start loading the crash

into a warehouse for reassembly.

That ought to turn up something.

- Well, that better, because none of this feels

like it's going anywhere.

- This is why you're so good at your job,

but you are never, ever happy

until you sink your teeth into something.

You do this every time.

They have to do the basic forensics first.

- Yeah, you're right, but it's not helping me.

- OK, Sof, I'm just gonna say this.

I think it is way too early to start looking for a conspiracy,

OK, no matter how bad you wanna find something.

[Sighing]

- [Echoing]: Did you leave my body on the plane?

[Gasping]

[Whimpering]

- ...the mourning family members showing up

to finally hear from the FACB

just where they are in the crash investigation.

We'll update you right after the meeting, Gina.

- You should come in.

- They're not gonna tell me anything I don't already know.

- Oh good!

I couldn't handle doing this alone.

[Sighing]

- Uh, Mom, this is Sebastian.

- Oh, do you work with...

Oh! You set this up.

- I didn't know he was gonna be here.

- I--I didn't know I was gonna be here.

I didn't know if I could handle this.

My last talk with Shane, it wasn't good.

I got all jealous about your holiday, and...

[Sighing]

I'm gonna go inside.

Um, I don't have to sit near you guys

if you don't want me to.

- Sofia's not going.

I--I don't wanna go alone.

Let's go.

[Sighing]

[Passengers screaming]

Sofia?

This is Lucy.

I told her that you investigate crashes

and you could answer her questions.

- They're, uh, they're not telling us much in there.

- They won't know much yet.

- Uh, this is Terry.

His wife died on there too.

- Hi.

- Hi.

These investigations can take a long time.

- It seems like everyone knows each other in there.

- We do, kind of.

A lot of the passengers were working

in Washington every week.

- The Monday-morning crowd got to know each other pretty well.

They even organized a barbecue once.

- Did any of them talk about

anything strange on the flights lately?

- You mean someone did it?

- No, I was just wondering

if there was talk of anything out of the ordinary,

you know, with the plane or the crew or even the passengers.

They're gonna want to rule out everything.

- I never heard of anything.

- They were a really jokey kind of group.

- [Terry]: And they had a shower for someone,

surprised her on the flight.

- That's right, for Gina.

- My wife told me about someone leaving weird happy faces and...

- Little plastic toys in the bathrooms.

- What was that?

- My wife said she thought

it was one of the regulars playing a joke.

- Gord thought it was hilarious.

- So, when did that start?

- Maybe 6 weeks ago.

It was right after Gina's shower.

- Could that be something?

- I really doubt it,

but it's always good to know everything you can.

Thanks.

I'm really sorry for your loss.

- Take care.

It was very nice to meet you.

- Bye.

- So, why are you so interested in the passengers?

Do you think they had something to do with the crash?

- That's Sofia's love of a good story.

- No, I'm not so sure.

I need to talk to the crew.

- But I--I thought...

Didn't everybody die?

[Siren wailing in distance]

- Hey!

- What are you doing here?

- I don't feel like this can wait.

- Wait, how did you know this was my mosque?

- It doesn't matter.

Look, I need those passenger leads.

- OK. It's weird, but OK.

I've been prioritizing the non-regular passengers,

as per Kretchen's orders,

and I got it down to 3 candidates here.

Now, first up, we've got Liam Wakefield.

NRA, militia, total gun nut, wackjob.

- There's always one. - Yeah.

Second is Kelsey Beals.

She's a hacker-activist type.

FBI has her connected to Anonymous, Silk Road, Dark Web,

the whole thing.

And finally, your extremist Muslim option.

- Sorry.

- Feds say Ajib Khan has sketchy connections

to some extremist group nobody's ever heard of.

Suspicious travel to Jakarta

where he was seen in the same hotel as an arms dealer.

Whatever!

- OK, our least favourite.

- Yeah, exactly. It's BS.

- All right. Can you send me those?

- I don't think that's a good idea.

I've got it saved here, and if it starts to get around...

Hey, Sof, what are you-- Hey! What the hell?

- Our number-one suspect might be one of the regular fliers.

Prioritize any multiple flier

who started flying in the last 6 weeks.

- Look, I don't have time for this.

Kretchen's on my ass, scowling every time I leave the office.

- It's a great way to eliminate the Muslim from the targets.

It's a matter of time before the media starts talking that up.

- I can't do this. - What?

- You know what it's like. It's nuts over there.

And why'd you come here?

I could've sent you this information.

- I wanted to see your face when you gave me the leads. - Why?

- To make sure you weren't lying to me.

- What, are you kidding me?

You know, we're supposed to be friends.

- We are friends, OK?

Look, what about Marsden's log-in?

- I'll send it to you, but I don't have time to crack it.

- Well, how many times can I get the password wrong?

- Three and then you're blocked, OK?

It'll be his daughter, OK? He hasn't shut up about her.

You know, I'm taking a lot of risk here

because I care about you.

- Sorry!

[Whispering]: I'm getting paranoid.

[Sighing]

[Beeping]

[Knuckles cracking]

[Beeping]

[Sighing]

[Computer chiming]

[Stomping feet]

[Printer whirring]

- You should get some sleep.

- Oh, I can't.

I'm onto something. I know it.

[Microwave beeping]

- I don't know.

A bunch of happy faces and toys?

Doesn't sound like some evil plot to me.

- Maybe, but look at this.

- Jamilah. Moe's gonna hate you.

- Yeah, but check out her flight itinerary for the last 3 months.

She's on every single flight with that same crew.

- Until the one that crashed? - Yeah.

Why didn't she do that flight with her crew?

- Look hard enough, you can find anything you want.

You're starting to sound like a twin-towers nut.

- This is a 100% solid lead! You've gotta follow this up.

- I've got Kretchen pushing me to find a fast conclusion.

- He always does that! Let's visit Jamilah.

- It's 2 hours away. I haven't slept. I'm not going on a hunch.

- It's more than that! - I'm not doing this.

- Doing what? - I gotta sleep.

I've got my first solo case. I'm not screwing this up.

- You will if you grab easy conclusions!

- I'm not! Unlike you, I know to follow protocols!

- No, you know how to kiss Kretchen's ass!

- The only rule I'm breaking here

is talking to you about the crash,

and I'm not gonna do that again.

I think you should leave.

[Car lock chirps]

[Dog barking in distance]

- I broke my hip,

and then got an infection at the hospital.

They think it's gonna be a couple of weeks

before I can walk

and probably a couple more before I can go back to work.

I just feel so guilty about the crash.

I'm missing them all so much.

[Jamilah sniffling]

Vicky and the captain came to visit before the flight.

- I lost my brother on the flight.

- I'm sorry.

- What can you tell me about the regulars on that route?

- Well, there was a whole bunch.

It was kind of great.

I knew most of them by name.

Ah!

They would try to get us to go out and party with them.

I think Vicky went once.

- And what about these pranks they were pulling?

[Laughing]

- The toy airplane in the bathroom?

Did anyone tell you about the lotion at the seats?

You know that stuff that, when you put it on and rub it,

it heats up?

- Mm-hmm.

- Well, some of them got a little risqué.

[Jamilah laughing]

Jules said it was from my secret admirer,

but she was always trying to...

I'm gonna miss them so much.

- So, they were finding these on the flight?

- Yes, in magazine pouches,

or a regular would find one on their seat.

They tried to sit together every week, keep the same seats.

- [Whispering]: Jamilah!

[Jamilah laughing]

- Oh, they found one behind the tissue box in the bathroom.

- And you never found out who was doing it?

- No! No, we tried to guess, but it was just fun.

- The cleaning crews should've got them, right?

- Yeah, well,

I mean, they have to clean it so fast.

You know what a turnaround is.

They have one hour to load, refuel, mech checks.

- That's if you're on time.

- Oh God, yeah!

Sometimes the planes are disgusting

10 minutes before we let the passengers on,

and we have to do most of the cleaning.

No one liked that.

Passengers can be real pigs.

- Did you guys suspect anyone in particular?

- No.

No, I mean, it was just all a big, fun game.

We all had fun.

I guess now we're never gonna know who did it.

- Oh, Sebastian, please sit down.

You're our guest.

Dinner's ready!

I'm getting worried about you!

- No, you don't need to worry.

- Oh, Sofia, come on!

You're talking about toys and hand cream.

- Yeah, I don't understand why that's so important.

- What if those things were part of a bomb?

- A bomb? The plane blew up?

- No, a fire bomb.

- It doesn't matter. They found them all.

- They found them, but no one tested them.

I mean, the flight attendants just threw them out.

It could've been anything in those jars.

- Like what? - Like chemicals!

It doesn't have to be what's on the label.

- What does it matter if they threw them out?

- They don't keep those things around. They clean planes.

- Yeah, what if they weren't found on this flight?

- Sofia, come and eat.

Oh, no, come on, sit with us!

It could be something as simple as a misplaced screw.

There doesn't have to be anything bigger

behind Shane's death.

- It could be that small?

Hey! It's not your fault.

- What if I knew something, huh?

What if I knew it was gonna crash?

What if I knew and I didn't save Shane?

- That's impossible. - That's impossible!

[Sighing]

- Just eat.

Essentially, I'm looking

for anything that could be a tip-off.

I mean, Moe, my friend at work, he's going through everyone,

looking for unusual allegiances, activism, extremism.

- So, then, why are you doing this?

- 'Cause I'm looking for anything that makes scary sense

with this whole toy and...

Lube!

- What?

- Yes!

- What happened?

- A skill set like this, hmm?

- Why him?

- A research fellowship in Loyola University in chemistry.

Ex-military. This is our guy!

- That's enough?

- I just know just looking at him.

- It's not like you can call him.

- He died on the plane.

I'm gonna call Moe to set up contacts

so I can investigate him.

- Will Moe be awake? - Oh, shoot!

[Chuckling quietly]

Well...

[Keyboard clicking]

This will take him a while to set up.

[Sighing]

- Well, um, now what?

- I'm not gonna be able to sleep, all the coffee I've had.

- Well, we could talk about clearing out Shane's apartment.

- Oh, really? I just...

- I know, I don't want to, either,

but I'm not gonna be here for weeks,

and I can't keep putting it off.

- I'll do it.

- Oh, you won't do it, and I shouldn't do it alone.

- Well, if we do it...

Yeah, we'll do it together, the three of us.

[Chuckling quietly]

- Wait till you see this one.

- Oh! I asked him to stop wearing that.

- Did he?

- No. He wore it even more.

[Laughing]

I hate orange.

He said he looked good in it.

- Ah! He did.

OK, into the Sally Ann box.

- Uh, I'll--I'll take it.

- I don't know how you can do this.

- We have to.

- I like seeing his things.

It makes me happy.

Happy sad.

- But then we have to pack it up.

We gotta pack him up.

- Well, we'll unpack it again if we need to.

We could get together and do it. That'd be nice.

- Shane in his French bathing suit.

- Oh wow!

- I razzed him about this ceaselessly.

- He looks great! - Yeah!

That's the problem. He looked too good.

I'm possessive. I don't want him turning all those heads.

- Ah!

- But I gotta admit

it was pretty nice to be with the guy that everybody wanted,

even if it meant telling them to back off all the time.

- You guys look really happy.

- Are there more?

- Yeah, it's, like, a whole box here.

- Oh! And where's that?

- That was at our friend Nick's cottage.

That was a crazy weekend.

- Oh!

- Who is it? - That's you, silly!

- Me?

- Getting you out of a bathing suit was impossible.

Ah! You and your brother.

You know, most siblings I knew were beating each other up,

but not you guys.

It was like you guys had some secret little club.

- We did.

What else is there?

[Dog barking]

- Hey!

- Hey, Moe!

- Yeah.

- This is my mom.

- Oh, hey!- Hi!

- I heard a lot about you.

McBride contacts. And get this.

I did some digging, found a connection

to a group calling themselves the Sons of Capital.

- What? - You're welcome.

- Sounds like nuts, dangerous ones.

- Listen, I only did this

because it's something you could've done yourself

with some serious, hardcore web digging.

- No one digs like you. - Well...

- Thank you. I know you're busy.

- Oh, what do you got here?

- Oh, Shane's stuff.

- We've just been cleaning out his apartment.

- Did you want me to come and get the rest with you?

- No, we--we dropped the rest off at the Goodwill.

That's all that's left.

But thank you, anyway.

[Talking indistinctly]

- [Whispering]: OK.

- Hey, you're getting one too, Mom.

- Oh! Ah!

- It's nice to meet you. - You too.

- Hey!

Why'd you drop this off in person?

You could've just sent it.

- What, are you kidding me? After the last time we talked?

[Scoffing]

Listen, don't make me the enemy, OK?

You can do that with everybody else at work, just not me.

- He seems nice. - He's not my boyfriend, Mom.

- Let me come with you

when you start looking into that McBride guy.

- I'm not gonna date him either.

[Sighing]

I need to do this alone.

- Did you grab the keys?

- Yep. - OK.

- Most of us in here are paid by the big pharma companies.

Um, he was synthesizing plants

that might have mood-altering properties

on the hunt for the next Xanax,

though McBride was the last guy

who should've been working on a happy pill.

- Why? What was he like?

- He was an infamous weirdo,

and most of us here are a little strange.

Wouldn't spend a dime on anything,

probably made 80 grand a year.

Biked to work to charge the batteries

that powered everything at his home.

Uh, talked our supervisor

into letting him take home anything the lab threw out.

And he'd lose it about the craziest things.

- Like what?

- Ah, it was a long list.

Um, hated the power companies,

any liberal, lefty stuff happening on campus.

Hated the drug companies we worked for.

Just about everything.

But then, he'd turn it on a dime, uh, be a total charmer

if he wanted something from you,

and people fell for it.

Days off whenever he needed them.

He was barely here the last month.

- Was he doing anything with explosives?

- Hmm, no one here's doing anything like that.

- What about highly flammable chemicals?

- We use some of it for our work. Why?

[Birds chirping]

- [Neighbour]: Hey! What are you doing?

- Um, I have some lab work from the university

to drop off for Brent, but he seems to be out.

You wouldn't happen to have a key, would you?

- No!

- Thanks.

- I call the police!

- [Whispering]: Goddammit!

[Insects chirping]

- Who told you I was here?

- I've got a great lead

on a militant who was on the plane,

a hardcore chemist totally capable of doing this.

Are you gonna let me in?

- Are you gonna find me another job?

- I need to see the debris and report

and see if it was a chemical fire.

- Why do you need to see 'em? Why don't you just ask me?

Exactly. This is easy for you.

- No, none of this is easy for me!

- Everyone will understand you're breaking the rules

'cause of your brother, but me?

- What about you? - No one knows about our affair.

I'll be the chump who compromised the investigation.

- You can blame it on my seniority. - You don't have it anymore.

- What, Kretchen downgraded me? - I've been promoted.

We're equals, Sofia.

I gotta get back to work.

We have a why. It's a fire.

- What caused the fire? - We don't know yet.

- You know my chemist is it!

- You've been away too long. That's a half-baked idea.

All those bottles and toys were found.

We'll look into it, but maybe in a month from now...

[Moaning]

- OK, tough crowd.

Uh, they need you back inside for the fire tests.

Just kick her out.

- That's it! That's it!

What if McBride was doing a test?

What if he was putting all those bottles and liquids on the plane

on purpose?

- What for?

- To see what the crew would find.

- Why would he do that?

- To see where to leave things for future flights.

- It wouldn't be enough to start that fire.

- What if he was storing it all on one plane?

What if he kept flying on the same route

on the exact same plane,

leaving more and more

so he could create a chemical fire

that would take the plane down?

- Sure, maybe, it's possible. - Great!

- "Possible" doesn't mean it happened!

- What if he was working with someone and there are other planes targeted?

How are you gonna feel about saying no then?

Get me a warrant from--

- I don't work for you anymore!

And this is my investigation! I don't need you pestering--

- Get to work.

Please, Sofia, you have to take care of yourself.

- Stop! I don't need protecting.

- This isn't good for you or the investigation.

- How is it not good for the investigation?

- If I let you in that building, we're immediately compromised.

This takes all your problems as an investigator

and makes them worse.

- My problems, hmm? What are my problems?

- I think you have the potential

to be one of the best investigators we've ever had.

- Potential? Just skip to the "but," huh?

- Every good investigator has to be objective.

You have trouble with that.

You latch onto crazy ideas, tell yourself stories.

- I'm the best you have.

- And last time, your suspicions included me.

Look where that got you.

There's no way you can be objective about this crash.

- I don't want to be, and I'm not going to be!

- The FACB is a sub-military institution, Gilchrist,

and I'm giving you an order.

Walk away or someone will charge you.

I don't want it to be me.

- Is that a threat?

- No, that's the reality!

You don't understand the pressures on this case.

That plane was flying to Washington!

- Exactly! It was targeted.

- Are you kidding me? You sound like the reporters.

Please take a break.

Take a vacation, anything!

This isn't your case.

[Passengers screaming]

[Man talking in distance]

- What are you doing here? You can't be in here.

- Why didn't you answer my texts?

- Because I was praying and my phone is off.

What's the problem?

- I need to see the fire-test results.

- OK, is that why you came in here?

- I need help putting together a warrant for McBride's residence.

- OK, that has nothing to do with why I come here.

- I know you process those.

- Sof, you're losing it. You need to leave.

- Look, let me show you what I have.

- I'm not gonna help you get a warrant.

That's gonna land me in jail!

- Look how often he was traveling

on the exact same flight.

- Maybe he was a plane nut.

Maybe he had a crush on a flight attendant.

- He could slowly assemble a bomb

by traveling on the same plane,

leaving all the ingredients that he needed.

- A fire bomb? Are you kidding me?

- He boarded the same plane 4 times

the day before the crash.

Then he's on the first flight the next morning

with a fire bomb to take the plane down over Washington.

- But it didn't go down over Washington, Sof.

None of this works.

- Well, maybe he screwed up

or maybe someone on the flight got suspicious,

so he ignites his bomb

and he takes down a plane full of people,

full of Washington people.

- That actually makes a little sense.

- Oh, thank you!

- Look, I can't help you anymore.

I've been warned to keep my distance.

- By who? By Kretchen?

Ruano?

- No.

- I got you your promotion!

- Do you know how hard it is

for someone in my position right now, in this climate?

A Lebanese Muslim! I can't put myself out there like that.

- That is bull!

- I'm not gonna do it. I'm not gonna break the law.

I'm not gonna help you with your warrant, Sof. I'm sorry.

[Man talking in distance]

- You owe me!

- You can't threaten me into doing it.

We're friends.

- Yeah? Prove it!

- You know, everything everyone is saying about you

is absolutely true.

- I'm helping my brother!

- How do you think he would feel knowing you were threatening me?

Please don't come back here again, ever.

[Airplane flying overhead]

[Beeping]

- [Shane]: Every day is a vacation for you.

Ow!

- How did you...

- No one was supposed to be here.

I spoke to Moe. He was at home.

He hid it, but I think he's quite angry with you.

I feel bad.

I feel like maybe I should've looped you in

on how this investigation was going.

But you know how it is.

We're still at the thousand- possibilities stage.

There's nothing solid to share yet.

- Yeah.

Well, I have something rock solid.

You have a chemical fire,

and I have a radical chemist flying the route repeatedly.

- That was your lead?

- Ruano claimed that?

- Well, this is the plight of a careerist

who doesn't work with anyone she's not sleeping with.

[Scoffing]

That's what this is about?

You didn't exactly take things well when I turned you down.

- Don't be ridiculous! That was years ago.

It was nothing. I was drunk.

- Yeah, you haven't promoted me since.

- What is amazing,

what is a credit to your skills and my patience

is that I didn't fire you when you told my superiors

that my handling of a case was highly suspect!

- No matter what's going on,

you have to see that there's truth in the McBride lead.

And the Sons of Capital--

- Are desperate wannabes!

He's one of a dozen possible wackos that are out there.

And out there is where they are, Sofia.

We're months from running down every possibility,

especially when our most likely cause is an accidental fire

and a pilot who took too long to respond to it.

- The pilot?

- Poor communication in the cabin.

They should've realized how serious the fire was

and he should've landed the plane, immediately.

I'm making a preliminary report to the media in 2 days.

- But you don't know what caused the fire!

- And we won't for months!

We know enough to calm the media storm.

We need to tell them something.

And you...

You've got one of a thousand unproven theories.

- They could be planning another!

- They? You're coming up with another conspiracy?

Am I at the head of this one too?

- But people could die if you kill this lead!

- People panic if you tell them every unproven theory!

- I'm gonna give them what I know!

[Sighing]

- When you complained to my superiors,

you were put on forced leave twice.

You do this, you're out of a job and facing a prison sentence.

- I care enough about the truth that that doesn't scare me!

- Oh, you're just gonna be another crazy with a theory.

- You wanna keep me here, you can get me a lawyer.

The media's gonna listen to me. I'm an FACB agent!

- A discredited FACB agent

who left the very plane that went down.

Why'd you leave the plane, Sofia?

What's the media gonna do with that?

You ran.

You ran on your brother.

That's what they're gonna say.

- Shut up!

- Look, I hate to do this.

- Oh...

- Call the police. Charge her with trespassing.

- You can't cover this up!

You can't cover this up!

- Come on. Let's go!

- I would not have helped you

if I knew you were gonna take things that far.

- You didn't help me.

- Well, I didn't stop you.

Jail? You are not someone who goes to jail!

- Apparently, that's not true.

- What's happened to you?

- It's not me.

There's people,

and they're trying to keep me from this crash.

- Yes, everyone who cares about you!

Tsk!

- All I'm doing is trying to find the truth

about what happened to Shane.

I won't let anyone keep me from that.

[Car honking]

What are you doing? You're driving so fast!

- It's my job to tell you when

you're acting out or going too far, even as an adult.

But no one else is gonna tell you

what we can't know about my son's death.

[Car honking, mother scoffing]

I am so angry right now!

- Good! Me too.

- Night.

- Thanks.

[Crickets chirping]

[Camera clicking]

- Hands over your head now!

- What? No, we need to get out of here!

- Get on the ground!

- No! There's a bomb in there!

I'm with the FACB! Let's go!

[Grunting]

- We've got a possible 10-79 at 2--

[Gasping]

[Siren wailing]

- And you'll sign here and initial here.

- OK.

- You've done something very important.

Thank you.

- Are there any charges?

- We're just getting started.

- He means me.

[Scoffing]

- Agent Gilchrist?

Thanks to her,

we've got agents in 4 states

dismantling a domestic terrorist network.

They had plans to bring a plane down over military targets

every 2 weeks.

- He's saying you were wrong.

- Yeah, I know. - She saved thousands of lives.

- Well, I always said you were the best.

- Is there any reason for you to be here?

- [Ruano]: We thought we might have to bail you out.

- I bailed you out,

and he's here

because he wants to take credit for it with the press.

- We're doing fine without you guys. Thanks.

[Sighing]

- [Kretchen]: OK.

- I could get you a job with us like that.

- Get me his job.

- Let's see what I can do.

- Thanks again for your help.

- Thank you.

- You were...

- Right. Yeah.

You couldn't have known,

but you could've helped instead of kissing his ass.

- You didn't know. You didn't know for sure.

- This is why you're not good at this.

- If you knew... - Don't.

- ...you wouldn't have left your brother.

- If you cared about the families,

you'd be a whole lot better at this job.

- The job isn't the only thing I care about.

- You'd have to get a whole lot better at that too.

[Scoffing]

[ If I Am Dead by Dan Mangan ♪]

♪♪ Those dying breeds♪

♪ Gather beneath♪

♪ Old fallen trees...♪

- This is from when he was 5.

He was so blonde then.

[Chuckling]

♪ Bits of leaves♪

[Sighing]

[Mother inhaling sharply]

- He's in here.

♪ And if only we'd know♪

I know it.

♪ May see that tomorrow♪

- Thank you.

♪ Oh, carry me♪

♪ Four hands, eight feet♪

♪ Through crowded streets♪

♪ Ticker tape on me♪

- I'm really sorry that I--

- No.

There's no rules when it comes to we're family,

and we're family.

[Chuckling]

♪ And if only I'd know...♪

- My condolences, Ms. Gilchrist.

- Thank you.

- I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

- You OK? Wanna go? - Mm-hmm.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Do you feel any better

now that you got some answers?

- No, I still feel guilty.

- Oh, if you knew something, really knew something,

you would've gotten your brother off that plane.

- I don't know.

I mean, what if I was too scared?

- No, I know you.

There's no stopping you when you know something.

♪ Burn my remains♪

[Airplane flying overhead]

- [Sofia]: Wow!

♪ My stuff, the same♪

♪ Bury my name♪

- How you feeling?

♪ It's yours now, anyway♪

♪ If only I'd known♪

♪ May see that tomorrow♪♪

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