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- So I'm showing her the house.

"Here's the master,
the kitchen..."

and she asks if she can
use the bathroom.

- I thought you weren't supposed
to do that at an open house.

- You're not.
Very bad form.

But what am I gonna say, no?

So she comes out,

and she is high as a kite.

- No!

- I can literally see
the powder under her nose.

But now she loves this house.

She wants to move in today,
right now.

But I know in my heart
this sale is going nowhere.

- Sorry.

- My life in art.

Did the mail come?
- Uh, yeah, it's in the front.

You know, you should've told
her you're married to a cop,

just to see what the look
on her face was.

- Yeah.

It's sad
when you think about it.

Still, I was really hoping
to make a sale.

- Well, you'll sell the house.
You always do.

- I've actually got
two viewings next--

♪

♪

- You making friends?

- Yeah, some.
It's only been a few months.

- Yeah, but you gotta
put yourself out there.

You know, meet people,
go to parties or something.

- Yeah, 'cause I love those.

- Are you getting any sleep?
Exercise?

- Don't you have to Miranda me
before an interrogation?

Seriously,
you're worse than Dad.

-
Good one.

- Hey.
- Hey.

This is my partner, OA Zidan.

OA, this is my sister Erin.

- Thank you, and it's nice
to finally meet you.

- You too.

Mags talks about you
all the time.

- She talks about you
all the time, too.

You just started at Columbia,
right?

- Mm-hmm, in January.

- Well, how is it?

- Um, I'm still finding my way,
but it's good.

I-I've been out of school
for a while.

I didn't really take it
as seriously as I should have

last time.

- I mean, who does?
Right?

- Well, good luck.
It's nice to meet you,

and we gotta go.
- All right.

Hey, make sure you call Dad.
- Yeah, I will.

- Uh, are you smoking?

- No.

- I can smell it on your hair.

- I hang out with people.
Some of them smoke.

I don't know what to tell you.

- Yeah.

I'm sorry.
Yes, okay.

Sorry.
Talk to you later?

- Okay, see ya.
- Okay, have a good day.

Bye.

♪

- Package bomb delivered
this morning.

Victim opened it
inside the door,

triggered the explosion.

He's DOA.

Bomb tech said
that he was blown to bits.

- Thanks for the image, Scola.

- Just reporting what I'm told,
Maggie.

- The house is owned
by Henry Lasher.

He's a group supervisor
for the ATF

and runs
the firearm task force.

- He the DOA?

- No, it was his husband,
Russell Griffin.

Lasher got some cuts,
but he should be okay.

- The mail carrier
said that she didn't

notice anything unusual
about the package.

- Okay,
we'll speak with Lasher.

Bomber could've scoped out
this house.

Can you put together a canvas?

See if anybody noticed
any strangers

on the block recently.

Also, check all the security
and doorbell cams.

- We're on it.

- Agent Lasher.

We're very sorry for your loss.

- Sorry,
m-my ears are still ringing.

You're from the Bureau.

- We're taking the lead,
but we're gonna keep ATF

in the loop.

- Good.
- Did you have any warning?

Have you been getting threats?
- No, none.

- Any exes, jilted lovers?
- No.

I know where you're going
with this, no.

No, there was no one like that
for either one of us.

- Okay, what about the work?
Anything worth mentioning?

- My unit's been pressing
pretty hard

on some anti-government groups,
domestic terror cells,

and we had a bust six weeks ago
that stirred up some noise.

- Online blowback?

- Yeah, a ton.

You know,
they were saying that, uh,

the guys that we arrested,

they're patriots,
and we're traitors.

- Okay, uh, we'll look into it.

- You always know something
can happen to you on the job.

I never thought
they'd get Russell.

♪

- All right,
obviously we're gonna wait

until all the facts are in,
but right now,

it looks like the bomb
was intended

for the victim's husband,
Henry Lasher, an ATF agent,

one of us, and I don't know
about anyone else,

but that kind of pisses me off,
so let's get to work.

Kelly,
where are we with the IED?

- So techs collected fragments
of PVC tubing, copper wire,

and what's left of a nine-volt
battery from the blast scene.

- So your basic pipe bomb.
- Yeah.

Wired to explode
when the package was opened.

They also found traces
of perchlorates.

- Perchlorates,
what is that again?

- Uh, they're used for
solid rocket fuel and bombs.

- Okay, so I'm guessing
that stuff is not just lying

around the house.

We need to know how the bomber
got it, if he bought it,

who sold it, if he stole it,
who from, yeah?

What about the package?
What do we know?

- Postal Inspection Service
says the one

that contained the bomb was
dropped off two days ago

at 10:00 a.m. in Bronxville.
- Bronxville?

Wait, you got video?
- Yeah, pulling it up now.

- All right, eyes up, people.

- That's him.
- Oh.

What do you think, Hobbs?
Think we can get facial rec?

- Not enough face to work with.
- Yeah, I agree.

Can we track him after
he leaves the post office?

- I can try.

Street cam footage is spotty
in Bronxville.

- Trying is good.
Let's try.

Package bombs are
like potato chips.

People don't stop
after just one.

Let's find this guy.

- So six weeks ago,
Lasher busted eight guys

for plotting to steal
automatic weapons

from the National Guard base.

The leaders were two brothers
named Hudson.

- And there's been backlash.
- Yeah.

- The father, Daniel Hudson,
has been making some noise.

He posted a bunch
of paranoid videos,

yells about conspiracy
theories,

and then asks people to donate
to a defense fund for his kids.

- Not the first guy
to work that scam.

- No, but something he said
did stick out.

- It's another example
of the police state tactics

of the radical socialist
regime in DC.

Why was the ATF spying
on my sons?

Because they're terrified
that real Americans

are waking up
to their fascist plots.

The fact is that my sons did
nothing, and they're in jail.

- This part.

- While the man
who arrested them

is in his nice suburban home.

- "Nice suburban home."
- He knows where Lasher lives.

- And he's the same height
and build as the guy

that mailed the bomb.

- Okay, Tiffany and Scola are
still canvassing, right?

Get Hudson's photo to them.

Let's see if any neighbors
recognize him.

- Copy.

♪

- Daniel Hudson!

- Uh-oh, here we go.

- I'm Agent Zidan.
This is Agent Bell.

We are investigating
an explosion

in Special Agent Lasher's
house.

We need to ask you
some questions.

- What questions?

- Have you had any contact
with Agent Lasher recently?

- No.
- Have you been to his house?

- No.

- Then you wanna tell us why
two of his neighbors saw you

ten days ago on his street?

This is from a security camera
down the block.

We've ID'd this as your truck,
so would you like to try again?

- It's not enough you lock up
my boys.

Now you come out here.

You try to trick me
into perjuring myself,

lock me up, too,
for lying to the FBI.

You can't tell me
that this is America.

- Just answer the question,
please.

- Yeah, I went out there
to talk with Lasher,

have it out with him
face to face.

Sat around a couple hours,
he didn't show,

I got tired, and I left.

We didn't make contact.

I didn't go to his house.

I never got
out of the truck.

- So where were you
two days ago, 10:00 a.m.?

- At the clinic

getting chemo.

Kidney cancer.

- How many donations
have you gotten?

- Hundreds

because people know
that what I'm saying is real.

- We're gonna need
all the names of your donors.

- What the hell for?

- Uh, because they're suspects.

♪

Hey, Hudson's alibi
checks out.

He was getting chemo
when the bomb was mailed,

and he has a clean rap sheet.

- But he did turn over
his donor list.

- Yeah, we've been going
through it--nothing so far.

- But one post on the donation
website is interesting,

from a week ago.

- Yeah, it mentions Lasher
specifically,

says fire is coming for him.

- Okay, so a threat?
- Appears to be.

It's signed FB33.

- All right, we'll talk to the
company that hosts the site,

see if we can get a real name.

- Great, thank you.

- Erin, I don't know why you're
not responding to my texts,

but, uh, call me.

I was hoping we could get some
dinner tonight or something.

Okay, bye.

- Jubal.
I got video.

- Yeah, eyes up!

- I managed to track the guy
from the post office.

He walked around for a while,

and then he went
into a shipping store.

He sent another box.

- Any way to enlarge the label,
see who it's addressed to?

- Not here, I asked the
Multimedia Exploitation Unit

to enhance it,
told them to put a rush on it.

- Great, thanks.
Heads up!

We have evidence
of another bomb in transit.

We have to assume
that it's live.

Let's notify NYPD, FDNY, USPIS,
and let's get the bomb squad.

We need to be on top of this
now.

- Jupal, MXU just got back
with the shipping label.

- Okay, great.

Looks like it was addressed
to Adam Westphal,

12225 Nepperhan Road.

♪

- All right,
JOC says Westphal works

at an artificial intelligence
company here,

but that he's out of town,
and the shipping company says

that the package hasn't been
delivered yet.

- Might be close.

- Hello?
Hey, hey!

FBI, you get a package today
for an Adam Westphal?

- Yeah, why?
- Where is it right now?

- With the rest of them.

- Is it that one?

- Maybe, why?

- Okay, sir,
step off of the truck.

Now!

Over here.

♪

Right this way.

Thank you very much.

♪

Hey, we do have a live
explosive device here.

I need one of you to move
all of these people away.

Get them as far back
as you can.

You got it?
- Okay.

- Thank you.
Everybody back!

- Let's keep it moving.
- Move quickly. This way.

- Back!

- Pipe bomb tech says
the stain means

that the battery's leaking, and
the device could be unstable.

He suggests that we move
as far away as possible,

and I, for one,
am good with that.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Sir!

Excuse me!
- I'm just going to my car.

- No, no, no, no.
Sir, sir, please.

- Come on.
- This way, thank you.

- Let's go!

♪

- Keep moving!
Come on.

♪

♪

- You're welcome.

♪

- They say nobody got hurt.
Nice work.

- Bomb techs already found
pieces of the device,

and maybe we'll get lucky
and pull some DNA.

- Well, we'll see.
He didn't leave any last time.

- Hey, just talked
to Adam Westphal.

He's a software designer
that specializes

in artificial intelligence
programs.

Never heard of Lasher,
had nothing to do

with the Hudson case.

- So what's the connection?

Why'd the bomber go after
these two guys?

- Did you see the rant
the guy posted?

It's nuts.
Maybe there's no connection.

He's just crazy.

- Well, even if he is,
there is still a connection,

one that makes sense to him.

We just gotta figure out
what that is.

♪

- Bombers like to admire
their own work.

- True.

Let's pull
some security footage,

see who showed up to the party.

- Yeah.

- Hobbs, you got anything?

- This one here.
- Yeah?

- He has the same height and
the same posture as the bomber.

The distance between the eyes
is exactly the same,

and the shoes are identical.

This is our guy.
He was there.

- All right.
- Watch what he does.

He dropped a cigarette.

- He just gave us a DNA sample.

I'll get a team down there
to find that cigarette.

- All right.

- Hey, I talked to the company
that hosts Hudson's website.

They can't identify FB33.
- Okay.

- What are you doing?

- I'm looking at
my sister's location.

She's been spending
a ton of time off campus.

- You're tracking your sister?

That's a little hardcore,
isn't it?

- It's a big sister thing.
It's normal.

- Is it?
- Yes.

What?
There's--

I'm making sure
that she's okay.

I'm keeping an eye on her.

- Some advice...
- Oh, please, yeah.

- If I found out
that my older sister was up

on my phone,
I'd be pretty pissed.

- Yeah, well, it's complicated
for a lot of reasons.

- ERT found a cigarette butt
at the scene.

No hits on the DNA
in the CODIS database,

but when they ran it through
the genealogical databases,

they got a partial match.

- So someone who's not the
bomber but related to him.

- Yeah, name's Mark Frazier.

- Mr. Frazier.
- Yes?

- I'm Agent Bell.
This is Agent Zidan.

Thank you for coming in.
Here, have a seat.

- It wasn't really made clear
to me what this is all about.

- Uh, there was a bombing
this morning

at the home of an ATF agent,

and your name came up
in connection with it.

- It did?
How?

- Well, Mr. Frazier,
is there someone you might know

who could be connected
to this crime?

- Connected?
No.

No, not at all.

- We have a DNA sample
from the crime scene

that came back a partial match
to your DNA.

That means that somebody who's
related to you is involved.

- I-I don't know
what to tell you.

- Here's a statement

that we believe the bomber
posted recently.

It's a paranoid rant, really.

Does that sound like someone
you know?

- Someone died, Mr. Frazier,
and more people could die too,

if we don't find this guy.

- My older brother,
he's ment--

Richard was diagnosed
paranoid schizophrenic

a few years ago.

When he's stable,
he's a brilliant mathematician.

He's an instructor at NYU.

But the COVID lockdown's
been hard.

His condition's
really degraded.

Scrolling conspiracy theories
all day didn't help.

♪

I tried to talk to him
about it,

and he just got angry,

and then he stopped
talking to me.

I recognize things he said
here.

♪

It sounds like him.

- What's FB33?

- I think FB stands
for Frodo Baggins.

Big "Lord of the Rings" fan.

Look,

my brother doesn't see reality
the way you and I do.

He thinks humans are being
replaced by computers,

that he's surrounded by robots

who are trying to control
his mind.

He's sick.
He needs medical care.

- We can't get him that care
unless we find him.

- We traced some
of the materials

that he bought to Long Island.

Any reason he'd be up there?

- My family has a vacation house
out that way,

but no one's been there
in almost a year.

♪

- This side's clear.

♪

- Someone's been here.

♪

- We're clear!

♪

- What--

♪

-

Possible IED.

- Maggie, don't move.
It's booby-trapped.

We just found one
down the hall.

♪

Stay still.

All right, I got a wire.

- Can I set it down?
- Hold, hold.

All right.
Yes, you have some slack.

Set it down nice and slowly.

♪

Nice and slow.

♪

- Okay.

It's done.

- Okay, we gotta get
out of here

and let bomb techs
clear the place.

- Yeah.

♪

- They found three booby traps
and enough explosive material

to make four bombs.

- All right,
bring the brother back in.

Maybe he didn't know anybody
was at the house,

maybe he's lying.

Let's find out,
and we'll get a court order

to get up on his phone,
check his last known address.

- Okay, copy that.

- Thanks for catching that
back there.

I'm sorry.

I was distracted, and...

- Okay, with what?
- Erin.

I'm worried about her.

I just can't stop thinking
about it, and I--

- She's young.

She just moved
to New York City.

She's going to college.
You gotta give her some space.

- No, no, no, no, I'm not sure
that's a good idea.

- What do you mean you're not
sure about that?

- Because--because Erin...

- What?
- Erin's naive, okay?

And she's not used to the city,

and I'm afraid she's gonna do
something stupid.

That's it.

Look, we should just get back
to the city.

- Okay.

♪

- Richard Frazier,

graduate of the City University
of New York

with a degree
in applied mathematics,

adjunct professor at NYU,

and apparently handy
with explosives.

Did you check out
his apartment?

- So the super says he hasn't
seen him in days.

Bomb squad just cleared
his apartment,

picked up his laptop and phone,
but both have been wiped.

Nothing there.
- Okay, bank account?

- He cleared that
about a week ago,

and he cut off
all his credit cards.

- Well, if he's looking
to disappear,

that's a good start.

Is there any other family
we can talk to?

- No, just the brother.
He should be here soon.

I sent two agents
to pick him up.

- Did you talk to Frazier's
psychiatrist?

- Yeah, he stopped going
to therapy about a month ago,

and she hasn't seen him since.

- Okay, well, we have got
to get a line on this guy.

If he made other bombs,
he's going to use them.

- What's up?
- My sister's downstairs.

- You didn't need to come in.

I just wanted you
to call me back.

- You're all over my phone.

You wanna have dinner the same
day we already had breakfast.

You seem pretty worked up.

I figured we should talk
in person.

- Okay, I'm not worked up.
I'm concerned.

- About the cigarettes?
I'm not.

- I hope you're not smoking
because the last time you were,

you were doing drugs.

- I know.

- So then you can understand
why I would be worried.

- Yeah, I do, but I'm not doing
that anymore.

- Why did you skip your classes
this morning?

- How do you know that?

Are you tracking me?

- It's a family-to-family app,
Erin.

- You are.
- It's not a wiretap.

Relax.
- Wow, okay.

You want to know if I'm using?
I'm not.

You were the one who asked me
to make friends.

I skipped class this morning

to go to a new restaurant
on 71st.

I had the ropa vieja.

It was great.

- Your eyes look glassy to me.

♪

- Because I was up until 4:00
in the morning studying.

It's college, Mags,
remember what that's like?

- I do.

- I'll take a drug test
or whatever you want,

but you can't follow me around

and blow up my phone every time
I skip a class

because you think
I'm getting wasted.

It's not fair.
I can't live like that.

- All I'm trying to do
is care for you.

- I know,

and I love you for it,
but I'm good.

- Okay.

I'm sorry.

Okay, I probably overstepped.

- Hey, uh, sorry to interrupt.

Something's going down.

- You're busy.
I'll go.

- Um, okay.
- I'll see you later.

- Okay, see you later.

Annie, can you walk my sister
out, please?

Thank you.

- The two agents that I sent
to pick up Mark Frazier

just called.

He's not there.

The people at his drugstore
said he went home sick

20 minutes ago.

We checked.
He's not at his house.

- He's on the run.

♪

- According to Mark Frazier's
phone records,

he got a call
right before he left work

from a phone we can't link
to a name, so a burner.

They talked for ten minutes.
- His brother.

- You got a current location
on that burner?

- It was turned off
after the call.

- Okay, where are we
on Mark's phone?

We're up on that, right?

- Yeah, he left work,
got on the subway,

got off
at the 49th Street station,

went to Times Square.

He's there now.
He hasn't moved for a while.

- Could be waiting
to meet Richard.

- Yeah, get people there.
Get eyes on him, but hold back.

Don't grab him.
See if his brother shows up.

- Yep.

♪

- Any sign of Richard?

- Not here.

♪

- No.

- Any idea what's in the bag?

- No, but he's holding on
to it.

♪

- Heads up, he's on the move.
- I got him.

♪

I think he just made me.

- Are you sure?

- Yep, he's making moves.
He's trying to lose me.

- Okay, take him.
Don't let him get away.

- Copy that.

♪

- Mark Frazier!

FBI, stop!

♪

- FBI, show me your hands!
Now!

♪

- Cigarettes.

- Who were the cigarettes for,
buddy?

♪

Huh?

♪

- OA.

♪

- Notify NYPD we need a BOLO
out on Richard Frazier,

5'10", last seen heading
south out of Times Square

on foot heading towards
42nd Street.

♪

- Am I under arrest?

- Not yet, but give it
some time.

- What the hell does that mean?

- It's just very suspicious,
Mark,

that you knew agents were
coming to pick you up,

and you take off
to Times Square instead.

- I was just trying to help.

- Did Richard call you?
- Yeah.

I was stunned.

It's months
since he reached out.

I asked him--I begged him
to meet with me,

and he said he would
if we met in Times Square.

- Why did you want to meet
with him?

- To convince him
to turn himself in.

To prevent anybody else
from getting hurt.

- Okay, so why didn't you
tell us

that that's
what you were doing?

- 'Cause we all know
what happens

when law enforcement deals
with the mentally ill, okay?

It doesn't end well.

Look, I understand Richard
has done things,

and I don't want him
to hurt anybody else,

but he's my brother,

and he doesn't deserve to get
killed just because he's sick.

- We don't want to kill him.

- Well, that's what you'd say
to me, isn't it?

- Why'd he call you?

- He said he was dying today,

and he wanted to say goodbye.

♪

So I went there
to do what I could do,

bring him cigarettes,
calm him down.

- Did he say anything else
to you?

- No.
- You sure about that, Mark?

- Yeah.

- Hey, they just found
security cam footage

of Richard Frazier getting
on a subway an hour ago.

He was headed downtown.

- We know where he got
off the train?

- No, they are still scrubbing
footage station by station.

No sign of him yet,

but if Richard Frazier believes
that he's dying today,

we've got a suicide bomber
on our hands,

which means
there's another target.

His brother knows something
he's not telling us.

Get it out of him fast.

♪

- I don't know anything else
about Richard,

so can I go?

- No, Mark, you can't.
- Why not?

- Sit down.

- It's my understanding
that your parents have passed.

- Yeah, a while ago.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

Have you been dealing
with Richard on your own?

- Yes.

It's been difficult.

- I think I can understand
that.

My little sister,

she struggles with some issues.

- Mental health?

- Pills.

She got into a car accident
in high school.

Hurt pretty badly.

The doctor prescribed Vicodin,

then it was Oxycontin,
and from there...

- I see that a lot
in my line of work.

- Right.

She went to rehab.

You know, she did the work,
and she got clean.

And now she's in New York

trying to get her life
back on track,

and I just always want
to make sure she's okay.

- I hear that.

- I know I can't protect her
from everything.

But if I found out that she was
out there relapsing,

I would be doing everything
I could to find her,

to get her the help--

to get her the treatment
that she needed.

I feel deep down you want
the same thing for Richard.

The best thing for him
is for us to find him

as fast as possible.

Because the longer
he's in the wind untreated,

the worse his odds.

Mark,

did he share something with you
on the phone

that you haven't told us?

- He said--

it didn't make any sense.

He said he has to kill Aurora.

♪

- Who the hell is Aurora?

- Uh, first definition is

a natural display
of colored lights,

usually seen in the North
and South Poles.

- Yeah, I'm gonna go out
on a limb and say

that's not what he had in mind.

- It's also a town
in upstate New York.

- Not getting any warmer.

- There's a computer program
DOJ is using called Aurora.

- Okay, what kind of program?

It's an artificial intelligence
designed

to go through massive amounts
of data.

It can search
through thousands of hours

of video footage in seconds.

- Why would that convince
Frazier to send a bomb

to Lasher's house?

- ATF's a part of DOJ. Maybe--

Yeah, Lasher's unit used
a beta version of Aurora

on the Hudson case.

- Okay, and Adam Westphal?

- He's a part of the original
design team.

- Okay, so Richard Frazier
is paranoid

about computers
replacing humans,

and AI conducting surveillance,
that would push his buttons.

Okay, so if he is trying
to kill Aurora

by taking out people connected
to it, who would be next?

- I don't know.

There are dozens of people
working on this.

- We just found the stop
Frazier got off at,

Astor Place in the village,
45 minutes ago.

- That's NYU.
Any connection?

- Aurora was developed
in the computer lab there.

- He said he was gonna
kill Aurora.

That's the next target,
the lab.

♪

- Campus security!

- Yeah, I took the call
from your people.

We've evacuated
the Aurora offices.

Had my guys do a sweep
of the building.

The man described,
not on the premises.

But Mario here thinks
he saw him.

- Yeah, a guy came in who
wanted access to the building,

but his ID was expired,
so I turned him away.

He got pretty agitated
before he left.

- Is this him?

- Yeah, definitely.

- When was this?
- Uh, 20 minutes ago.

- Okay, lock down the building,

no one in or out
till you hear from us.

- Copy.
- You got it.

- Okay, if Frazier was here
20 minutes ago,

that means he's still close.

- Okay, split up take a look
around.

- JOC says SWAT and bomb squad
are minutes out.

- Okay, if you see Frazier,
don't make a move.

Just keep him in your sight
until they get here.

♪

OA.

Through the fence.

- Scola, north side
of the street

100 feet
from the building's entrance.

Call it in.

- Copy that.

♪

- He's walking.

♪

- Richard Frazier, FBI!

- Richard!
FBI, stop running!

♪

- Stay back, stay back!

I have a bomb!
Stay back!

I mean it, stay back!

- Richard.

Nobody wants to hurt you.

We just need to get people
out of here.

Please.

- No!
- Richard!

Richard, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.

Richard, take it easy, okay?

Just try to calm down.
Take a deep breath.

- Back off!
No guns!

- Okay, all right then.
No guns, see?

See?

♪

- Hey.
Come on.

- I can't.
I can't.

- Stay away!

Stay away.

I mean it, stay away,
or I'll set it off!

♪

♪

- What are you doing?
Hey.

- It's okay, Richard.

I just wanna talk.

- I don't want to talk.

- I wanna--I wanna understand
what's going on here.

You've got good reasons
for doing what you're doing.

I-I just want to understand
what they are.

Tell me.

Tell me what you're trying
to do here.

- What am I--I'm--

I-I'm trying to save--
to redeem--

♪

Aurora is a machine spirit--

a spirit in so-called
artificial intelligence

that is hostile to human--

that would infiltrate,
would desecrate,

would inculcate, would...

♪

- Okay, okay,
I'm starting to get it.

But that's a lot to take on.

You must be tired.

I would be.

♪

- Alpha, if you have a shot,
clear to take it.

♪

- Do want a cigarette?

I have some here.

You're welcome to have 'em.

♪

- Come on, I got you.

♪

- Good job.

- Thanks, Owen.
I can take it from here.

Mr. Frazier.

- I hope this is all right.
- What can I do for you?

- I just wanted to thank you
for dealing with Richard

the way you did today

- Agent Zidan was a big part
of that as well.

- It means a great deal
to me because, um...

There were signs
before Richard was diagnosed,

things I saw for years, really.

But I ignored them.

I didn't want to think
about it,

didn't want to rock the boat.

I didn't want to deal
with the stress and emotion,

So I looked the other way,

pretended everything was okay.

If I'd actually said something
or better yet, done something,

maybe he would have gotten
on medication sooner,

he wouldn't have gotten
so sick,

and maybe that man would still
be alive.

I'm sorry.

- Mr. Frazier, I'm leaving.
I'll walk you out.

- Sure.

- Have a good night.
- You, too.

- Uh, one second.

If you need anything,
you just call me, okay?

- I will.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- What's up?
- Can I come in?

- Yeah, sure.

You surprised me, so you're not
allowed to be snarky

about the mess.

And I'd take you out
for coffee,

but I have to finish
an English paper.

- I'm not here for that.

- So what's up then?

- Where is it, Erin?

- What?

- Whatever you're using.

- Seriously, Mags?
I told you I'm clean.

- You don't think I've been
lied to by drug addicts before?

- That's just mean.
- I'm not trying to be mean.

- Maggie, I'm not gonna keep
telling you.

You can't do that!

- Where is it?
- Are you serious?

- Look, I'm not going anywhere,
okay?

So you're gonna either tell me
where it is,

or you're gonna watch me
find it.

- This is crazy.
Why are you being such a bitch?

Maggie.

Just let them go.
Don't--leave those alone.

Maggie, don't touch them!
- Stop it!

Let them go.

- It's aspirin.

A girl from down the hall
gave it to me.

I had a headache.

It's true.

I'm ...messed up.

I'm sorry.

I've been trying.
- I know.

- And it's just so much harder
than I thought it was gonna be.

Please don't tell Mom and Dad.

- They're gonna understand.

Erin.

I love you.

I'm here for all of it.

I called a rehab center
in Stamford.

There is space for you.

I can take you there tonight
if you're ready.

♪

- Tonight?

- If you're ready.

♪