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Previously on APB...

Been a while.
Danny...

I go by DV8 now.

I need some help.

What are you gonna do for me?

I'll owe you a favor. You just
have to dial a phone number.

DANNY:
It turns out that that was

a lot more than just a favor.

That call I made?

It was to a cell phone
attached to a bomb.

This is for you.
I call it a crowbar.

Just plug it
into the district servers,

it'll pry open
an encrypted backdoor.

I'm not doing that.
Yes, you are.

Somebody's got bad blood
with Danny Reghabi.

Do you want to help me out,
get him off my back?

Danny's an unstable young man.

Come on, all I need
is a little information.

Have you heard
of a hacker collective

by the name of CommandALT?

Danny's set up shop with them.

Get something they don't want
shared with the world.

Be careful.

(static crackles)
What the hell was that?

Cut the power! Shut down!

Evidence of money laundering

and tax evasion.

Why don't I just kill you?

This information is
randomly set to auto-send.

This isn't over.
It better be.

Otherwise you'll be writing your
manifesto on a cell block wall.

GIDEON:
Seven years ago,

when you hacked my company,

I knew you had a past.

I'll see you
on Monday.
Okay.

*

*

DISTORTED VOICE:
Hello, everyone.

Glad you all could make it.

I'd make introductions,

but I think probably best we
keep this a no-names type thing.

Now, then, if everybody's ready,
we've got a lot of work to do.

JACK:
Yeah.

Before we get down to business,
we got to talk terms.

Terms?

Yeah.

Word is, this isn't
just any job.

From what I hear, we're
going up against the cops.

So I'm thinking
it's time to renegotiate.

MAN:
Yeah.

I heard the same thing.

Way I see it,
that's worth at least double.

(beeping, whirring)

We had an agreement.

(beeping)

Hey! Hey...

Anyone else feel like haggling?

Okay, then.

Let's get started.

*

ADA: Okay.
Here you go.

I just think
that you need to see this now.

GIDEON: Ada, I think people
are a little unclear

on how this is
supposed to work.

So, at Reeves Aerospace, is
there sometimes an issue with,

say, a rivet in one
of the planes? Yes.

But dealing with the individual
rivets? That's not my job.

I design the systems, right?

I'm fully aware of this, Gideon.

Well, you say that,
yeah, but you drag me up

from the workshop to examine
an APB call, aka a rivet.

All right, but it's not
just an APB call.

You're the target.

MURPHY:
She's right, Gideon.

This came in
ten minutes ago.

An online video was posted,

and we've been getting calls
from all over the city.

Play it for him.

(laughs)

DISTORTED VOICE:
Weaponized drones.

Warrantless surveillance.

Militarized cops.

This is not some distant future
you are looking at.

It is reality
on the streets of Chicago.

An unelected fascist technocrat,
accountable to no one,

has trampled rights and declared
war on this city.

His name is Gideon Reeves.

He's a guy
with a lot of secrets.

And today
those secrets come out.

Are you ready?

Because I've got
some big surprises waiting.

I am coming for you.

(static, beeping)

I don't know. I'm not really
feeling the terror.

You know, why not go evil clown?

That would be...

Guys, this is a kid
that's trolling us.

MURPHY: I don't know
about that, Gideon.

This seems serious to me.

ADA: And it's not
just the video,

there's all this chatter
on activist Web sites.

It seems they have something
really big planned for today.

CONRAD: I checked in with
some other district captains.

They're getting
the same reports.

Telling you, everyone's gonna
feel pretty silly

when we trace his I.P. address

and find him
in his mom's basement.

Yeah, I already tried that.

He's using a proxied I.P.,
and it's bouncing.

He clearly knows
what he's doing.

CONRAD: Here's
the thing, Gideon.

I talked it over with Murphy,

I think it's best if you're not
in the station today.

GIDEON (scoffs):
What?

You're sending me home?

Are you...?

He's in a goofy mask.

He uses the word "technocrat,"

like some
1970s sociology professor.

It's a joke.

CONRAD: Until we
know for sure,

I'm erring
on the side of caution.

People are worried.

BERNIE:
Mr. Reeves?

Mayor Salgado on line one

for you and the captain.

Oh, great.

We go from nutjob
to whack job.

(sighs)

GIDEON:
Mr. Mayor!

Always a pleasure.
What can I do you for?

PEARSON: Yeah, well you can
start out by telling me

what the hell is going on here.

I've been getting calls
all morning

about some kind
of terrorist threat.

Terrorist? No.
That's a little bit much.

That so?

Yeah, I've already dodged
three local news outlets

fishing around for a story here.

Now, if this thing
goes sideways,

guess who I'm putting
in front of the cameras.

I assure you,
we can handle the situation.

Yeah, well, I suggest
you do that quickly, then,

because if this thing blows up,

if anyone gets hurt,
it's your ass,

and your entire district.

Oh, there he goes.

(laughs)

I'm gonna have Murphy
take you home.

It's too risky having you
here at the station.

You're not serious.

You think that I'm scared
of some masked loser out there?

This isn't the first time...

This is not just about you.

If this threat is for real,

having you here
puts cops in danger.

Um, have you seen
the ops center out there?

Bunch of computers,

big map,
drone controls?

All stuff that
I put in to fight crime.

Don't you think
I could do more good here?

Right now, what matters is this:
you're a target.

Sending you home with Murphy
is the safest thing for you

and for the station.

You made me the captain.

Don't argue when I make a call.

(chuckles)

(sighs)

CONRAD:
I want to be clear here.

We're not sure that anything
is gonna happen.

But we're treating this
as a credible threat.

We're putting
every resource on this.

What about Gideon?
He's at home,

with a protective detail,

for his own safety and for ours.

Now, we split the district
into sections.

Your assignments
will be sent to your cars.

Keep your eyes open wide

for anything unusual.

Let's get out there.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey. You all right?

Last time I saw a guy in a mask
sending out threat videos,

I was in a different uniform.

This isn't Ramadi, Brandt.

Exactly my point. A guy steals
a TV, sells some drugs,

I don't like his career choice

but I get it.

But this?

Who does this?

It's not our job
to understand the guy.

Just bust him.
Come on, let's go.

Come on.

No one respects
the captain more than I do,

but if I have
to hide in a hole

'cause of every
badly produced Internet video,

haven't the terrorists
already won?

I would hardly call this a hole.

You have this place out
here and a penthouse?

Yeah. And, like,
six other places. Or seven?

I don't know,
I lost count.

No, the penthouse,
that's just a party place.

I got that after Tyson
spilled beer on a da Vinci.

Mike Tyson?
Neil deGrasse.

Astronomers and alcohol.

Bad combination.

Hey, that guy in the video said
that you like to keep secrets.

Like he had something on you.

Best not to rely on guys
playing dress-up on the Internet

for reliable intelligence.

I-I don't have any idea
what he's talking about, Murph.

Guy's crazy.

(sniffles)

(Cuban music playing)

Hey, that's Havana.

Since when
do you like Cuban music?

I don't. But you do.

My smart home uses
facial recognition

to identify people I know.

And then it's
programmed

to customize art and
music to their tastes.

That's bananas.

Uh, actually, I'm pretty sure
those are plantains.

What does it play for you?

Home, please?

* Ground Control
to Major Tom... *
Huh?

Buzz Aldrin and "Space Oddity"?

I mean, what's better than that?

(whirring, beeping)

Uh, Gideon?

Gertrude, this is Murphy.
Don't worry.

She's with me.

(beeping)

* Take your protein pills
and put your helmet on... *

Uh-huh. There you go.

She gets jealous of new people.

Really?

No. She's a machine.

But she does happen to be the
first robot that I ever built.

Did QC at my first

aerospace factory.

Replaced a whole department.

And how did that go over with
the department that got axed?

There were a few picket lines,
but, uh,

the polio vaccine
killed the leg brace industry,

and I don't see people
demanding more polio these days.

Says the guy who's hiding in
his house from angry protesters.

I know you are,
but what am I?

Gideon.

Show me your security system.

* This is Ground Control
to Major Tom *

* You...

Fallujah was no picnic.

You'd drive around for hours
without so much as a peep.

And then, boom, out of nowhere.

I don't know what's worse,

the waiting or when something
actually happens.

Well, might be just me,

but the waiting sounds a hell
of a lot better than "boom."

Is it you, Danny? Please tell
me you're not behind this.

Ada.

Any progress
finding this guy?

No, he's
using proxies,

randomized nodes
to bounce the signal.

Uh, when you're on the Internet,
you leave a digital footprint,

and this guy is just

really good at erasing
his footprint.

Oh, awesome.

We have some incoming APB calls.

What is it?

A disturbance
at 2621 Waring Boulevard.

Waring?

That's a city services building.

Yeah, some kind
of a terror threat.

Look what they have on.

CONRAD: Those masks
are just like the ones

we saw in the video.

I don't like
the look of this.

(alert sounds)

CONRAD:
1305,

suspicious persons gathering

at 2621 Waring Boulevard.

Possible explosives.

1305, Squad.
Responding.

(siren wailing)
Sounds like
the wait's over.

Happy now?

No.

No, I'm not.

Okay, uh, here's
my security room.

Front of the house,

south side,

north side,

back.

Who's monitoring
all this?

Oh, it's automatic.

The data feeds
are processed

by an artificial
neural network.

The whole house
is wired, actually.

Lights, stereo, plumbing.

Plumbing?
What?

What, are you gonna
flush the toilet

from across the house?
All right, you scoff.

The first transistor was made
years before the computer.

You make something cool,
a use shows up.

Hey, are you
expecting a delivery?

No.

I mean, Elon Musk still sends
a bag of quarters every month

since I bad-mouthed PayPal,

but those came last Monday.

MURPHY:
Gideon, this isn't funny.

This could be trouble.

Are you sure?

Guys in masks
with automatic weapons

on your front porch?

I'm positive.

Yes, sir.
All right, folks, let's go,

come on, right this way.
Let's go.

Let's go, clear
the building.

Get across
the street.

GOSS:
1305, Squad.

Be advised,
we're arriving at the scene.

CONRAD:
1305,

six masked individuals were
seen entering the building

with backpacks.

Security's cleared
everybody out,

but we still don't know
what we're dealing with.

Approach from the north
entrance with extreme caution.

Oh, hey.

Look.

There's the boom
we talked about.

This is above our pay grade.

All right, you call it in, I'll
start talking to the witnesses.

1305, Squad.

Are you seeing this?

ADA:
Yeah, copy that, 1305.

Wish we didn't,
but we do.

I need the bomb squad

to 2621 Waring Boulevard.

I need them fast.

Or this day's about
to get a whole lot worse.

MURPHY:
1309, Squad.

We have three armed assailants

approaching Gideon's house.

We need backup now.

Come in, Squad!

Phone lines
are down.

Looks like they're
jamming radio signals.
(pounding on door)

How strong
is that door?

It's reinforced,
but it's meant to resist,

you know, burglars,
not an assault force.

How do these guys know
you're here?

No idea, Murph.

Okay, go hide.

I'm gonna hold them off.
(gun beeps)

So, as exciting as you taking on
three guys with assault rifles

in my living
room sounds,

I have a room
that we can both hide in.

Gideon, we have
to hold them off.

I'll do the fighting,
you do the freaking.

You think
that'll help?

You're gonna
get yourself killed, Murphy.

And me, too, for whatever
that's worth.

All right, we don't
have much time.

You got to trust me
on this one.

We're hiding in here?

I joined Mensa before I
could drive a car, Murphy.

I'm smart enough to know we
can't hide under a desk.

(beeps)

What is that?

GIDEON:
A secret lab.

"Secret" being
the operative word

at the moment.

(glass shatters in distance)

(beeps)

(siren chirps)

Bomb squad's suiting up,
but listen, Cap?

This doesn't feel like your
garden-variety bomb threat.

CONRAD: Safe to assume this is
the surprise we were promised.

1305, what about suspects?

BRANDT: My gut says
they ditched their clothes

and masks,

blended in with what's left
of the crowd.

We're looking at a few possibles
right now.

Good chances they're just here

hanging with the lookie-loos.

Stand by, Squad.

Hey.

Check the guy
with the hoodie.

Which one?

He's over there, he's...

He was just right there.

GOSS:
Not anymore.

Damn it.

Squad, Goss and I are
gonna take a look around.

CONRAD:
Copy that, 1305.

Keep us posted.

GIDEON:
All right, so,

we can stay down here
as long as we need to.

That door is reinforced.

MURPHY:
Well, we can't just wait.

Whatever this is, is a
part of something bigger.

We need to contact the station.

All right, all right,
all right.

I can message Ada, yeah.

Contact everybody
that you can.

We need SWAT team
down here,

we may even need
a heavy weapons truck.

God...

What? What is it?

They took out the Internet.

Wireless, fiber-optic,

yeah, all down.
Okay, well, there has to
be something that we can use

down here with all this stuff.

Well, could I build
a radio tower

powerful enough to get
through the jamming?

Yeah, maybe in, like,
a few hours.

(drilling)

Gideon, I don't think
we have a few hours.

I thought you said
this was a secret lab.

As in, nobody knows about it.

Well, all evidence would suggest

that somebody else
knows my secret.

I mean, it's not like
I had the place built by

magic robot elves, okay? If
someone was really determined,

and it appears that someone was,

then obviously they could
figure it out.

All right, how much time
do you think we have?

From the sound of that drill,
probably not very long.

Visitors-- are you
expecting anybody?

Not big on socializing
at home, Murphy.

That's what
the penthouse is for.

Okay, so nobody's
here besides you?

I mean, a housekeeper
comes Thursday.

I don't know
what you want.

I'm a billionaire,
I don't have roommates!

Yep. Take that.

Okay, okay, okay, here.

Uh, help me
get this off.

Uh, why? What for?

I just realized there
is someone else in the house:

Gertrude.

(powering up and beeping)

And about how long would you say
they were in the building?

I saw them come in,
word got around,

and we just started
clearing out.

I-I didn't stick around
to find out what happened.

Okay, well, was there anybody
unfamiliar to you

that left in that group?

Tons of people.

It's a
big building.

Hey, I got multiple APB reports

on suspicious individuals
driving in the district.

More of them? Where?
Are they in one area?

Yeah, I'm bringing them up now.

Okay, so this is the
first batch of calls.

This is a minute later.

And then this is 30
seconds after that.

Those cars.

Am I crazy, or are they all...?

Headed straight towards
the station.

BRANDT:
We're talking about anyone

who was actually involved.

I can't say...

CONRAD:
1305, multiple reports

of suspicious vehicles

inbound toward the station.

Request immediate assistance.

Thank you.

1305, Squad, what
are we looking at?

ADA:
Sending you video

from multiple APB users now.

More men in
red masks.

What the hell?

Any idea what
they're doing?

ADA:
Nope, just that they're headed
straight towards the station

and fast.

All right, well, in that case,
let's give them a warm welcome.

(siren wailing)

(Gideon sighs)
MURPHY:
What is all that?

It's the guts
of my smart home.

This connects us
to everything.

House controls,
cameras, most of all...

Gertrude.

What's a robot gonna do?

Beep at them?

No, she's gonna
call the station for us.

If we can get her
outside the range

of their jamming, might
be able to get a message

to the district, right?

Do you really think
that could work?

Um, if I had to hazard a guess,

I would say we just went
from doomed...

(drilling continues)

...to, like,
ten percent less doomed.

I'll take that.

Cool, so...

splice that wire for me.

(drilling continues)

Hey, tell me something,

you have dozens of labs
at your company.

Why do you need a secret one?

Special projects.

You know.

No, actually, I don't know.

What do you do here
that you can't...?

Okay, so why don't we save

the philosophical discussion
about research transparency

for later, and,

and for now

focus on not dying?

Okay.

All right, Gertie.

Time to save Daddy.

1305, you're on course
to intercept

suspect vehicle
at 54th and Lake.

Keep your eyes open.

GOSS:
Copy that, Squad.

Anything more on
a make or model?

ADA: You're looking
for a four-door red sedan,

that's all we know.

This ain't right.
We're missing something.

Yeah, we're missing a
red four-door sedan.

Nah.

We got half our guys
on a bomb call,

the other half are chasing guys
with masks across the district.

It's like they're waving
a red flag in one hand

and slipping us a Mickey
with the other.

There's another
move coming.

I can feel it.

There. You see that?

A red sedan.

BRANDT:
Son of a bitch.

That guy,
he was at the building!

GOSS:
1305, Squad, suspect identified.

White male, six foot tall,
heading north on Allen Street.

BRANDT:
Chicago police, stop!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

(car horn honks)

(siren chirps)

Damn it,
I said stop.

(tires screech)

What the hell?

Squad,

suspect just got picked up
by a second driver

in a silver SUV.

Headed north.
Where'd that car come from?

BRANDT: I don't know, Squad,
out of nowhere.

If I didn't know better,

I'd say they got somebody
on a computer

looking out for them, too.

Okay,
so we have the dining room,

living room, den,

hallway leading
to the back door.

You have cameras
in all those rooms?

The smart home system
uses facial recognition

to customize lighting
and heating,

and a whole bunch
of other stuff for each person

in the house.
Gideon, you live alone.

I don't like to
adjust thermostats, all right?

Right now, that's turning out
to be a very good thing.

Just got to get her
to the back door.

And then,
once she's in the yard,

we should be able to transmit.

Gideon, the guard.

(exhales)

He's coming up
the hallway.

All right, she can
only go so fast.

Havana.

What? What about it?

We need a distraction.

(Cuban music playing)

Okay, he's down
the hallway.
(claps)

Go, go, go, go, go.
Yes, yes,

okay, okay.

(Cuban music continues playing)

GIDEON:
Looking for a signal.

Looking for a signal-- got it!

Tell them that we need
all units.

Okay, it's not that simple.
I have to connect

to Pete's computer
with a service request.

And then,
once we get a connection,

then I can send a message.

Gideon, he's coming back.

MURPHY:
Come on!

Almost there, almost there.

Send the message.
Trying, trying.

GIDEON:
Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, Gertrude.

Did it transmit?

(sighs)

I don't know, Murphy,
I don't know.

(drill whirring)

Gideon,
did anything get through?

We need to know
if we reached the station.

We got a connection,
but the transmitter got smashed

before the message went out.

Gideon,
this is our only hope here.

Please, can you try again?

I did, I just--
I can get a signal to Gertrude,

but she can't transmit
a message.

(drill whirring)

I think that, um,

we should consider negotiating.

Negotiate?

Are you serious?

There's three guys with AR-15s
out there, versus you

with a pistol and, I
guess, me with a hammer?

I just-- I don't love our odds.

We still have to fight, Gideon.

Do you really think
that those guys

are gonna let us go
as witnesses?

Unless, um...

we offer them something
that they want, and then...

What do you mean,
something that they want?

I think I know why they're here.

There's something that
I didn't tell you about the lab.

(typing)

What's our situation
at this point?

We keep getting reports,

but the same thing is happening
all over the district:

individuals in masks
driving around in cars,

just creating a general panic,
but whenever one of our units

gets close to one of the cars,
it gets abandoned.

Well, if there are cars,
there are plate numbers,

registrations?

Yeah, I already tried that,
they're all clean.

So we got nothing?
Nope.

What about the source
of the video?

The guy in the mask?

Yeah, nothing yet.
(phone beeping)

Still working on it.

Yeah, uh, keep
me posted.

Sure.

PETE:
Hey, Ada?

Yes.

Any idea why
I'd be getting

a diagnostic request
from the GR unit

at Gideon's house
right now?

You mean his annoying
little robot?

No, it's the least
of our worries.

Yeah, but I was reconfiguring
the servers

to help with the search
and I got this.

Wait, when did you get that?

Like, a minute ago. Why?

(gasps)
Oh, my God.

You have to understand that the
stuff that I work on down here,

it's-it's highly experimental.

What I need
to understand right now

is what men with AR-15s want
in here.

All right, yes, okay,
right, I know.

It's...
What, a computer?

It's what's inside the computer.
It's, it's,

it's a surveillance system.
Um, it invades other systems,

collects data,

compiles it...
What, like a virus?

Kind of.

Except...
it can pull information

from other sources, too.

Video cameras, banking,

social media.
So, you're,
you're stealing data?

To identify criminal patterns.

It's basically
the same thing

that the NSA does. Only,
you know, better and faster.

And completely illegal.

This is what the guy in the
mask was talking about?

Maybe. Probably. Yeah.

I don't-- how would I know?
It's supposed to be secret!

Yeah, so I've heard.

Show me.

Okay, so with the Internet down,
it's not actually op...

Show me what you have.

(drill whirring)

They just made it
through the second lock;

we don't really
have time for this.

(typing)

But the whole idea is to
put in a criminal's name

and then run a deep scan
to see what comes up.

(sighs)

Are these District 13 cops?

Yes. It's not how it looks.

I didn't want to use
regular citizens,

so I just--
I wrote the code

using our cops,
'cause I thought that

that would be safer--
all right, all right.

Gideon, those are
my personal photos.

And that's my address.

Oh, I know, I know, I know.
You have to understand,

this was a secret project

for extreme cases,
for emergencies.

The guy in the mask
might be crazy,

but he's not wrong.

The whole point
of rights

is to protect people when
it's hard, not when it's easy!

We're supposed to be
the good guys.

This? This is wrong!

Yeah, Murphy, I'm, I'm,
I'm painfully aware of that now.

There is no way that
we're letting these bastards

get their hands on this.
Do you understand me?

Yeah.

(drill whirring)

My sidearm's not gonna last long
against three assault rifles.

We need a weapon.

(scoffs)
This is not a weapons lab.

The only thing
that we have down here...

Is what? What do
we have down here?

I mean, there's one thing.

But, uh...

...you're not gonna like it.

MURPHY: Go.
(grunting): Yeah.

(Gideon yells)

What the hell
is this thing?

It's the backup power
for the lab.

It's a 50 kilowatt
lithium ion battery.

Okay, there are men with AR-15s
that are coming in.

What good is a battery gonna do?

I mean, I hesitate
to call it "good,"

but if we put enough charge
into it, it will explode

in a shower of
thousand-degree metal,

which would torch everything
in here to cinders.

Including us?

Um, probably, yeah.

I did say that
you weren't gonna like it.

(door clunks)

There are three levels of casing
on those locks, Murphy.

They just reached the third.

(pounding on door)

So, what exactly
am I looking for?

ADA: Just look for anything
that doesn't belong.

When you see it,
you'll know.

God, Gideon!

Answer the phone.

Wait, when was the last time
you guys upgraded the servers?

Well, I mean, these are
Gideon's personal servers.

I just can't get
a hold of him.

Phone, text, radio, nothing.

He usually has a Reeves
tech team do any upgrades.

They were just here, in fact.

When?

Two days ago. Right at 1:00 p.m.

I know, because they
interrupted my lunch.

ADA:
Danny.

Hey.

I think I found something.

Yeah, me, too.

You mean to tell me
six guys in masks

walked into a building
with backpacks

full of modeling clay
wired to clock radios?

That makes no sense.

Hey, I need to talk to you.

Yeah, uh,
keep me posted.

Conrad!
Excuse me? What the hell?

I need to get a car
to Gideon's now!

Ada, I got APB calls coming in
district-wide,

fake bombs planted
in backpacks.

I just can't deal with this
right now.

Okay, listen,
what's happening in the 13th--

it's just a
distraction.

What they're really after
is Gideon.

And you know this because...?

Because...

Listen, I have been trying
to get Gideon

on his phone all day, it's dead.

I've been trying Murphy
on her radio,

still nothing.

We have been run all over
the city chasing shadows

at the exact same time
that we can't get in touch

with Gideon and Murphy.

Oh, my God.

Who's in the area?

ADA:
Attention, all available units,

we need someone
at 516 Pandora Lane immediately.

There's a situation at Gideon's.

COBB: 1306. Copy that, Squad,
we're five minutes out.

Negative, Squad, we got this.

It's not a race.

The hell it isn't.
1305 responding.

Punch it.

(siren wailing)

How bomb-proof are these?
Not very.

But I don't need to do a
metallurgical analysis
to tell you

those steel tables
are a lot harder than we are.

All right, all right,
all right.

So, once I disable
the safety circuits,

this thing will start
to overcharge.

And after it hits
a certain threshold,

I can blow it,
but if they get in

before that, you're gonna have
to hold 'em off for a while.

A while? How long is a while?

I don't know, I don't know.
About, like, a minute?

Two? I don't know, I...

I've never done this before.
(door clunks)

(drilling stops)

They stopped drilling.
Mm-hmm. Listen.

(tools tapping on door)
They're tapping
through the locks.

Get ready.
They're coming in.

Is this thing ready?
Um...

It is now.

(siren wailing)

First there was the bomb scare,
then a bunch of bozos in cars.

What you think is going on?
I don't know exactly,

but I don't like it.

(system beeping)
GIDEON: Okay,

you're gonna have to
hold 'em

at the entrance till
that thing's primed to blow.

Yes, I know. I got it.

I know that...

you're not happy with me.

Why would you say that?

'Cause we're gonna get
blown to pieces

because of your dumb-ass move?

I don't like to lose.

All right?

I lost Sully.

Just trying to make sure
that we don't ever lose again.

Losing is a part
of the job, Gideon.

Sometimes we lose.

But it's not a win if we trample
over people's rights to get it.

Apology accepted.

(siren wailing)
Turn up here.

Kill the lights and sirens.

(siren stops)

That van look weird to you?

Everything looks weird
to me today.

(doorbell rings)

I don't see anybody.

Gideon! Murphy!

(clattering)

(clattering stops)

Listen, listen.

They stopped.

Why?

What the hell?

MURPHY:
What? What is it?

GIDEON:
Oh, my God, Murphy.

Brandt and Goss are here.

MURPHY: Yeah, and they're
walking right into an ambush.

Anybody home?

MURPHY: Brandt and Goss
are gonna get mowed down

if they come in.

We have to do something.

Send them a signal.

How? They-they
can't hear us.

The lights.

Can you control
them from here?

Yeah, yeah,
I can do that.

Anybody home?

(sighs)
All right.

Let's go around back.

It's not working.

Oh, I can see that,
I can see that. Hang on.

I'm gonna try
something else.

Gideon, there is a bomb
heating up in here.

What are you gonna do?

I'm trying to send
a signal to Gertrude.
The robot?

I thought you said
she was broken.

She is. She can't transmit,
but she can still receive.

Might be able
to get a message to them.

I just, I just, I just,
I don't know what to say.

What do you mean?

That there's three men
with guns in the house.

I have nine characters.

Her screen is
for error messages,

not ambush warnings.

3-A-M-B-A-R-D-E-N.

What?
Just type it.

What? Uh, 3...

(robot beeping)
BRANDT:
What the hell is that?

I don't know.

Be careful.

(robot beeping)

There's something
on the screen.

What's it say?

"3-A-M-B-A-R-D-E-N."

I'm guessing it's some
kind of error message.

That's not an error message.

That's a standard,
military salute report.

Three.

Three targets.
"A-M-B", ambush.

"A-R", AR-15s.

What the hell does
"D-E-N" stand for?

Well, it's a house.

Got to have a den.

Let's go.

GIDEON: Do you think
they understood that?

When Brandt and I were
rookies together,

all he would talk about was
his time in the Rangers.

Made me learn all their codes
while we were driving.

He better understand it.

Goss, the door's
been forced.

1305, Squad.

Looks like we had
ourselves a burglary here.

But, uh, seems all clear now.

Yeah, these guys look
like they're long gone.

We're headed home now.

(groaning)

On the ground!

Get on the ground now!

Don't move! Stay on the ground!

Where's the third?
Where's the third?

MURPHY:
They need our help.

GIDEON:
Well, they're about to get it.

Murphy, get down.

(Goss grunts)

BRANDT: Goss. Goss!
You all right?

GOSS: Oh, yeah.
What was that?

GOSS:
Freeze!

You guys sure know how
to make an entrance.

MURPHY:
Yeah, you, too.

Well... might be time
to look for a new place.

That's good, let's go.

You finally got your boom.

Now are you happy?

Yeah. Yeah, I am.

I am going to request
special commendations

for the both of us.

Bravery in the line of duty.

(scoffs) You're gonna
give yourself a medal?

Yeah. I don't know,
maybe just a little one.

And Gertrude here
gets a Purple Heart.

Don't you, girl?

Good girl.

Hey, um...

I meant what
I said down there.

I nearly got us killed.

(muffled explosion booms)

That's just
a chain reaction.

There's gonna be more of those.

What? We rigged it to explode.
It's exploding.

But your house? The lab?
(muffled explosion booms)

Well, probably for the best.

As you so eloquently put it,

I had no business
having a secret lab

in the first place.

(muffled explosion booms)

And now I don't.

Well, easily a million dollars

in damage,

and I'm pretty sure
that secret labs

are not covered by
insurance, which is why,

as Murphy could
tell you firsthand,

I do not like throwing
parties at my house.

So, please, tell me
you have something

we can move on, Captain.

I would love to know where
to send that cleaning bill.

Well, the terror attacks
themselves amount to nothing,

just smoke and mirrors
to divert us

from the real attack
at your house.

The gunmen are in holding.

I want to talk to them.

CONRAD:
You'll get your chance.

What we need to know
is who's behind this.

Who has the reach and financing

to launch an attack
on this level?

GIDEON: Well, here's
the plan, Captain.

I want every resource put
into finding who this is,

every drone, microchip,

every warm body
we can squeeze into a uniform.

That won't
be necessary.

He terrorized
the entire district, Ada.

He nearly killed me and Murphy.

Yeah, it won't be necessary

because I already
know who it is.

I-It's a hacker

named Danny Reghabi.

He goes by the handle DV8

and he's connected
to a black-hat group

that deals with organized crime
and money laundering

and information selling.

MURPHY:
Uh, you got all of that

from tracing a video?
No.

I know him personally.

What?

ADA: Yeah, Danny and I
used to be friends

a really long time ago,

and then he got
into black-hat hacking

and we went our separate ways,

but since I've been at the 13th,
he's done some favors for me.

Favor?
ADA:
Yeah, he helped me

with a domestic abuse case
a few months ago.

And the guy

who blew himself up

while he was trying
to rob that armored truck

on Grand Street...

Oh, my God.
That wasn't an accident.

ADA:
Danny found out

what was going on here
at the 13th

and he demanded that
I help him shut it down.

GIDEON: Ada.

(sighs)

How could you not tell me this?

ADA: Because I thought
that I'd handled it.

I got guys that he worked
with to call him off.

But I checked on those
guys earlier, and...

they're dead.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

And I... I'll quit, I'll resign.

MURPHY:
Resign?

Resign?!

Is that a joke?

We're way past that.

GIDEON: Murphy.
MURPHY: You're looking
at jail time.

GIDEON:
Hold on, hold on. Murphy.

Something's happening.

What the hell?

This is live.

He's hacked past our firewalls.

(distorted):
Hello again, Gideon.

Hope today was as fun for you
as it was for me.

How did you like
watching your district

chase its bushy little tail?

Too bad about your lab.

Bummer.

The world doesn't get to learn
about your nasty, little secret.

But no worries.

We are going to start
waking up this city

to your little
fascist nightmare,

even if it kills them.

Mask off.

Gloves off.

Game on.

Come and get me.

Okay, everybody. New plan.

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